Better When You're Naked

I want to hold you close skin pressed against me tight lie still, and close your eyes girl so lovely, it feels so right I want to hold you close soft breath, beating heart as I whisper in your ear I want to fucking tear you apart

[emilie-cross]

'Late as shit' were not words Emilie wanted to hear (and not just because of the strong language she so desperately tried to avoid). She had noticed the sky was much darker than she expected, but hadn't bothered to check the time. “L-late?” panicking, she felt around for her phone. As if to make matter worse, it was nowhere to be found. She tore through her backpack- even letting part of her cheerleading uniform fall out onto the bench- before eventually stopping, and closing her eyes in realization. She had forgotten it at cheerleading practice. How could she have been so stupid? She shuddered to think of any messages Alaster had left her on it, wondering where she was. It was enough to make her sick to her stomach, as if she wasn't sick enough already. 

However, lacking the mental capability to focus on more than one thing at a time at the moment, she stopped worrying just long enough to look back up at the stranger that had woken her up. “I-I- ….I- n-no, I just…I just need…” wiping her eyes, she began stuffing her things back into her backpack, ” d-do you have the time? If y’don’t m-mind me askin’, th-that is…I’m s-so sorry, it’s just that I, I left my phone at school and I, I com-completely…I’m sorry”, she was practically breathless by the time she finished talking. 

[laylamatin]

Layla almost left as the girl avoided her in her own little panic mood. She didn't have the time to wait on a little homeless girl, who Layla soon realized actually wasn't homeless as soon as that unmistakable cheerleading uniform came into view. How many years had Layla worn that herself -- all those years ago? She blinked, and looked back at the panicking red head, trying to figure out if she knew her or not. Layla knew all of the furies, or thought she did. No, she was just a girl who wanted to be a cheerleader, Layla just hoped she knew that wouldn't work for a while.

She'd folded her arms over her chest by the time Emilie turned back to her. Raising an eyebrow, she looked the girl over as she skipped over her words. With a sigh, she cocked her head and reached out for her phone, checking the time. "It's 10:23, kid." Looking up, she added, "And slow down. You're going to break yourself if you keep going like that and it's giving me a headache." Layla glanced around, before she sighed even heavier and reached out for the cheerleading uniform. Picking it up and holding it out to her, she asked, "Do you need someone to walk with you there or do you want to use my phone?"

[jadedsinclair-deactivated201508]

Watching as Layla covered her own mouth, Angela assumed that she had been right in believing that Layla hadn’t known it was her, and it came as quite a relief to her that that’d been the case. Exhaling sharply as the other girl approached, she shook her head and gave a small smile. “No, it’s just me.” Though, that was arguable, as she was sure she was a nobody to most. Her time in the limelight was long over, and no matter how much she secretly enjoyed her performances, it was obvious that she was almost completely alone in those thoughts. “I do look different without all that glitz on,” she admitted, “…feel like a different person, too. I can’t really blame you. So what are you doing out here?” She was just curious about what the other girl was doing, really, as it was very rarely that she saw the fury anywhere outside of Fever Dream.

[laylamatin]

"I kinda miss the glitter," Layla said, taking a step forward and crossing any boundary as she reached out to touch Angela's hair. She didn't ask, and instead twirled a lock of it lightly before she smiled softly, meeting her eyes as she took a step back and let go of her hair with a chuckle. Layla shrugged, and looked around before she swayed lightly, rocking back and forth as she swung her open coat side to side. "I was on my way to class," she said, stopping for a moment to answer her. "But then it started raining, and I love the rain. I got caught up in it, I guess." Layla laughed as she added, "hence the splashing."

[deactivated-follow-new-paksora]

[furynyx]

Nyx was glad she didn’t expect anything from Layla but she didn’t get anything of use. Would it work itself out? Maybe, but would it be the same after? She couldn’t be sure. For the first time in a long time she didn’t know what was going through Aurora’s head. Nyx knew that the girl always had little pills floating around here and there even though she wasn’t their little dealer. In a small town everyone had the capability to be a dealer of sorts. The shorter girl took the baggie and popped the pills into the palm of her hand. She took one and held the other out for Layla. “I’m not getting weird on my own here.” Nyx placed the pill on her tongue before swallowing it and waiting for it to take effect. She hoped it’d make things easier and get her through whatever the fuck was going on with her best friend. 

[laylamatin]

Layla watched as she popped the pill into her mouth, her fingers running through her long ombre hair. She wasn't one to take recreational drugs without a purpose, without a beat pumping in her blood and a warm body dancing against her. But she guessed this was a nobel enough purpose -- helping someone who needed to get their mind off life. Someone she cared for. Giggling lightly, she smiled as she said, "Don't worry, I wasn't going to." Reaching out for the pill, Layla picked it playfully before popping it in. Closing her eyes, she hummed lightly as she said, standing up and brushing off her skirt, "I don't think we wanna be on campus when these kick in. Lets find somewhere fun, come on!"

[e-denmoreau]

"That’s a stereotype that I wouldn’t like to bring more fame to," regarding her comment to demigods are careless, Eden raised both his eyebrows as they walked next to each other, “For almost burning you, then, my apology goes there.” Eden sighed a little bit; he didn’t know Layla that good but she was someone who was familiar to him for what she actually was, a fury. He felt a certain similarity between them — Greek mythology and all that came with it. “So, what have you been up to lately?” He asked.

[laylamatin]

"Well, there's a reason for it," she quipped, with a little wink that was playful yet challenging. Not that she felt any threat from Eden -- or any other demigod. Layla nodded at the apology, waving it off, her mind off of what had happened by now, not really caring at this point. It was gone, skipping away much like her own white loafer covered feet. She hummed, before she shrugged as she looked over at him, her voice somewhat whiny, "Practice and school. There haven't really been anything actually interesting happening party wise." With a sigh, she looked up at him as she added, her tone mock mean, "You? I guess it's polite to ask."

[furynyx]

She was sitting down, why was she sitting down? It was like they had something to talk about but nothing to say. There was no conversation Nyx wanted to have less. “What fucking paradise?” The shorter girl quipped almost too quickly. She and Layla were very much on the same wavelength when it came to problems and dealing with problems. If they had them they didn’t talk about it and Nyx certainly was one to fill the void with whatever had the ability to alter reality. “Rora and I aren’t talking. You got something on you that’ll make that go away?” Nyx glanced over at her friend, biting the inside of her cheek. Leaving Layla completely in the dark would have just led to silly questions and she figured to give the girl the basis to her issues because ‘sisters’ did that sort of thing. 

[laylamatin]

"So definitely trouble," Layla hummed to herself, nodding lightly before she rolled her eyes. Nyx bite didn't hurt anymore, if it ever had. Living with furies had prepared her for that, none of them really being known for their loving nature. She had taken out her phone and was answering a sext by the time Nyx spoke again, not looking up until a good beat afterwards. Turning her head to look at her, she pouted her lips lightly, before she said, her voice somewhat dismissive, "It'll work itself out." And that was all. While she could sit and listen, why should she waste her energy when she knew she wasn't good at emotional things, and that Nyx wasn't either. So instead she smirked, and chuckled lightly as she said, "Do I look like the dealer of our little group?" She was referring to Bella, but she hummed lightly before she reached in her bag, and spoke as she rustled around in there, "But I do have some shit. Hallucinogens though, not sure if that's what you're going for -- good stuff though. It made me think I was fucking a dude with wings.... though maybe he was an angel?" She shrugs, before holding out a little baggie with two green pills.

[e-denmoreau]

Eden didn’t have to look behind him to see that it was Layla calling him out; by the tone of her voice he could tell she wasn’t nearly as chipper as cheerleaders usually are. “But it didn’t do you any harm in the end,” Eden shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and slowed down so she can catch up, “Just to be clear, I don’t usually throw things around like that. That was a one-time thing. I didn’t think.” He started, knowing that this will eventually turn into a “sorry”.

[laylamatin]

"So?" she said, quirking an eyebrow up as she hitched up her bag. "It's what could have happened. And if it had happened, you would have gotten hell from the furies. But of course, expect it of a Demigod to be so careless." The threat wasn't too heavy, as if said as a matter of fact -- because it was. She took a skip and caught up with his pace, even after he slowed down. It was the curse of being so small, even if she did walk fast when she wanted to. Looking up at him, she furrowed her brow before she said, with a shrug, waving her hand in the air, "Why are you apologizing? I mean, aside from almost burning me... I don't really care where you throw your garbage. I'm not a hippie." 

[e-denmoreau]

"See ya later," was the sentence that his friend probably didn’t catch, because the music in the car was loud (which was an understatement, in the best case scenario). He threw the cigarette butt carelessly behind his back when he slammed the door of the car shut, and a second after he got a feeling of immense guilt for not thinking about the environment. Eden really did try, that was the thing: he tried not to throw his garbage everywhere, but his mind was rarely a perfectly still and calm sea so he could really do all the things he wants, the way he wants. Hoping nobody saw him, he looked left and right, so he could run across the street.

[laylamatin]

She was wearing her cheerleading uniform, a 'dress' practice waiting for her down at the field. Layla had her own music blasting, the heavy bass line going straight to her heart beat as she walked, cutting past from her usual route in order to get there faster. Her mind was focused on last night, replaying the touches in her head in a way that got her excited. It was short lived. But she looked up at the right moment, as a cigarette came flying by. Layla stopped, her mouth hanging open as it fell next to her, before she frowned and looked around. "What the fuck, Moreau?" she called out, coincidentally crossing the street as he did, only a few paces behind him. "Your little dirty hobby almost burned me."

[furynyx]

Nyx looked up and sighed before looking back down into her own lap. She was never one to apologise and she didn’t plan to start. The only one who ever got sorry’s from her was Aurora however they weren’t really on terms where she could apologise. How could someone apologise for something when they didn’t know what they did wrong? She batted the girl’s foot off her calf with a petulant little huff, not in the mood for Layla’s playful temperament. “You get a pass this time.” She said simply, knowing that if it hadn’t been a fury then she would have surely gotten violent. “What do you want, Layla?” 

[laylamatin]

"I'm really bored," she said, with her own little huff, as she set her bag down on the ground and moved to sit next to Nyx. She was a little too close, but what were boundaries with people closer to her than her actual sisters who just called her a slut. Running her fingers through her hair, she pulled it all over to one side before she hummed lightly and said, nudging Nyx with her shoulder, "And you look like you could use something to get your mind off....whatever has you so down." Layla looked at Nyx for a moment, not used to seeing her good friend like this, before she shrugged and looked away. Picking at the nail polish around her nail beds that she'd missed, she added, "Trouble in paradise? Not that I particularly want to be a shoulder to cry on."

[cordeliahathaway]

“Oh … yeah. I have - it’s absolutely awful.”

"Sorry, you kind of lost me there for a moment."

[laylamatin]

"It's kind of hilarious. But I guess sad if they... don't see it that way."

"Anyway, did you get my good side, sweets?"

[infinitecray-on]

[cordeliahathaway]

"…I don’t even know. Got a little lost there."

[laylamatin]

"You've never seen what they do to those poor celebrity girls?"

[furynyx]

"You’re in my space." She didn’t even have to look up to sense them. Nyx was on one of her ‘I need to be alone even though the world is full of billions of people’ trips. Home felt less like home and Aurora felt less hers than ever. Her tentative grip on being a genuine fully function individual was starting to move and shift away from her reach. What happened that night? What the fuck had she said? Nyx sighed to herself, her jaw clenched so tight she was just waiting to hear a crack. "The longer you stand there the harder I’ll hit you." 

[laylamatin]

That wasn't the response she was expecting. When she'd seen Nyx out there, her first instinct had been to go to the girl, flocking with her fellow furies perfectly natural to her. But the growl came out, and Layla could only cross her arms over her chest. It wasn't abnormal for her to be in a mood, but one thing was Nyx wanting to watch the world burn and another was being angry at one of her 'sisters'. Layla let herself briefly try to figure out what was wrong, but figured she'd ask instead -- eventually. "I don't doubt that," she said, with an exasperated sigh, before she moved her ballerina flat covered foot to lightly tap at Nyx's calf. "But I also think you should look up before you threaten someone you love, Nyxie." 

[abel-ginzburg]

            An eyebrow quirked up at her exaggerated movements, and Abel took a step back to try and avoid the water spewing out from her feet. He was beginning to suspect it wasn’t as innocent as it seemed and kept the eyebrow hovering over a clouded expression in his eyes. Abel said nothing at first, but took a small step backwards once more as she moved closer — more to stay away from her line of fire than to escape her presence.

           "Mhm, very… cute,” Abel murmured, moving his eyes from the footwear back up to her face, relaxing that cocked eyebrow finally and giving a hint of a faint smile. Being the first to admit, Abel wasn’t very good at hints, and gave a clueless look at her next question. “I.. think so? Either that, or ask you how you’re not cold. You can’t possibly be warm, can you?”

[laylamatin]

She watched the way he took a step away from her, and just smirked. That wasn't uncommon, for various reasons. Some people were afraid of furies, as generally powerless as they can be. But that status, it was that status that terrified some. But she could see it was more than that for him, and all Layla could do was keep teasing, keep pushing, and she continued to move closer, still kicking up water as she did.

Layla smiled softly, before she nodded and admired her own boots too. When she looked up, she tried her best gaze, pouting her lips slightly and looking up at him through batting eyelashes, until she slowly licked her lips. Only then Layla understood he had no idea what she was really doing, or meant, and that made her grin. With a chuckle, she swayed to the side before she closed the gap between them further and said, "Did you want to warm me up? I'm not really that cold, but I wouldn't mind some help, if you were offering." She shivered lightly, acting cold, before she pouted again, "Won't you help?"

[cordeliahathaway]

"I’m posting the pictures online, and you know how people are when they see pictures of beautiful women."

[laylamatin]

"Are you suggesting they'll photoshop me into porn? Not sure how I feel about that... It could be nice, but also so boring."

[laylamatin]

abel-ginzburg:

Abel had been, quite honestly, staring. Quite rudely, if he was honest. Realizing this, he shook himself from the daze, and cleared his throat, pulling his own jacket closer around his body as he went to hurry on by, hoping she hadn’t noticed his gaze. A sudden pelting of cold drops made him stop and breath in harshly, looking over at the woman.

” — Its fine,” He mumbled, giving a half smile to her half-hearted apology. A part of him wanted to jump in, splash back. Abel resisted, and nodded his head in greeting. “I like the boots, my boyfriend would love them. Where’d you get em?”

Layla unashamedly looked him over, taking the moment as he turned around to take a step forward. Her foot picked up exaggeratedly, flinging light droplets around them to meet the rain falling from above, but Layla's movements were adding a dance to the otherwise stoic, rainy day. She gave herself a little nod of approval, and moved to wrap her hair up in a loose bun as she chuckled lightly and said,"Good, I'm not looking at getting yelled at today."

Hearing the word boyfriend made her pout slightly, in her head. But when had that ever stopped her? Looking down at her boots, Layla once again picked them up, making a sweeping motion that kicked water right back at him, this time purposefully as she said, looking down as if it were an accident, "My friend bought them for me at some department store when I turned 21. Cute, ain't they?" She smiled wide as she looked up at him, but there was a feline presence in that smile as she took a step closer to him and said, her hands ducking into the jacket and actually making it cover a lot less of her wet dress, "Are my boots all you wanted to talk about?"

[mochiiabubble]