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@maia-warner-witch
"I’m sure it would look great on you," Carter agreed as he got onto the dance floor. "Those moves are pretty good, but I’ve got better ones."
But then he reached over for her, took her hand, and spun her around. Even if it didn’t exactly fit the music.
Maia grinned, taking his hand and letting him spin her around. "Not bad, not bad. Honestly I'm not really sure that I have anything to top that with. Unless you want to see my sexy flirting dance moves."
Carter furrowed his brows a bit. “Because of the whole…nightmare thing?” He questioned. Was it his fault that she was questioning everything or just that day they had spent together, running around, him attempting to kill her and everyone around them? Or was it something unrelated? “You know what Maia,” he began, hesitantly placing his hand on hers. “Let’s just not think about that right now, okay?”
That said, he pulled his hand away, not wanting to make things more awkward. Things were already to hot and heavy for him, considering how horrible he was dealing with emotions. “Tonight, let’s just leave that all behind, okay? We’ll make better memories.” With that he downed the rest of his drink and indicated for the bartender to get them another round.
Once the next round appeared, Carter stopped Maia before she could grab her drink. “Wait, I feel like we should make a toast first, or something.”
Maia shrugged, she didn't know how to answer his question. There was a chain of events that caused her to start thinking like that, the nightmare event was the start, but it wasn't all of it. "Okay." She smiled at him, liking the idea of letting the topic drop. She needed a change, something light and gentle to talk about.
She moved to grab her drink, but turned to smile at him when she heard him say they needed a toast. "Alright, a toast. Let's see. How about to awkward conversations, pretending that I'm not feeling anything towards you right now and desperately fighting to not make eye contact." She finally looked up at him, her eyes lingering on his for just a moment too long.
Maia slowly ran her tongue over her bottom lip before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It took her a moment to notice what she was doing, but the second she did she was out of her seat. "I'm so sorry. I got to go." She gave him one last look before almost running from the bar.
Carter shrugged a bit. “It was more of a peck I suppose? I also think someone was selling some at the front, by the bar?” Though he wasn’t quite sure. All of the things he had seen so far had all begun to sort of blur together. “Well I’m glad you’ve decided to come. I can finally show you up with my dancing skills.”
"Really? I should go get some." She shrugged before turning her attention back to Carter and starting to laugh. "Your dancing skills are nothing on me. Try all you want, but I have some how got really amazing dancing skills."
"I can’t remember exactly, but I don’t think they were as good as you…" he trailed off, the buzzing in his head making it difficult to process things. "I mean…awkward. I, ah, didn’t think I’d see you here?"
"I can't imagine they were. You don't even have a full lipstick print. Although I wouldn't mind finding some of that lipstick. I like the glow in the dark thing. It could be fun at night." She gave an awkward laugh before shrugging in his direction, "I didn't really plan to come. It was kind of spur of the moment."
"I told Ryan to go for it." He laughed at her as she bounced around, taking in her appearance. At her question, he rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I think it looks lovely on you. I can only assume it was the best one there and you knew you were going to get it covered in paint, right?" He couldn’t find it in him to be anything but amused.
"And she did." Maia blinked a few times before shrugging and giving a small laugh at his appearance. "I picked a very reasonable dress that was adorable. Look at it, it swishes when I move and I love it. Plus it had to be white and lightweight and this is perfect." She grinned while smoothing it out with her hands, "So, a rave huh? Can't say I expected to see you here."
Losing Your Virginity...Sorta || Maia & Theo
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Theo had pulled together all of his cult classic favorites, the best terrible horror and action films he could think of and a few other random films and set them up in a queue. Rocky Horror Picture Show was up first. She’d never seen it, which Theo thought was a tragedy. So he was pulling out all of the stops. A big screen paired with some of the necessities for when you saw the movie live. Though unfortunately that didn’t happen often before Halloweeen, and he didn’t want to wait that long. He’d set up rice, newspapers, water pistols, noisemakers, confetti, toilet paper, and party hats carefully, and was more than happy to explain to her how it all came into play. He’d left some of the props out just for the purpose of not putting her brain on overload.
Once he’d gotten it all set up, he texted her to get her to come over, excited she was going to get introduced to new movies. Some she would probably hate, others he hoped she liked. Such as this one. When she opened the door, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “I know I said to come over, but most people still knock.” He’d missed her in all honesty, and didn’t waste a moment before hugging her tightly and ruffling her hair. “Alright, you ready for this? Just watch the movie and do whatever I do. You get to throw things and make a mess I have to clean up later. It’ll be fun!”
Maia wasn't sure what she had been expecting when Theo said it was movie day. She thought maybe a movie and some popcorn, when she walked in on wasn't that. "Theo... We're not just watching a movie, are we?" She sighed while. At his comment she just rolled her eyes, "I don't knock, Theo, you know that. Stop being stupid and think that's going to be changing anytime soon."
She bounced over to take a seat, flopping down and watching him. She was lightly concerned about what he was saying. "One, I like that you have embraced the hugs. Two, I don't like you touching my hair. Three, I like that you know I like making messes but won't clean them up. However, this whole thing is making me slightly nervous. I'm not going to be attacked or anything... Right?"
"I didn’t know that glow in the dark lipstick was a thing until tonight…I don’t know how I feel about it."
"Kiss anyone good?"
"Alright."
Awkward was only the beginning when someone was to describe how Theo acted at a rave. He had been artfully covered in paint by Ryan, and was now working on his second drink, trying to find the right place in the chaos of the students. “It’s official, Hollywood parties have nothing on a university rave.”
"You're looking very... special." Maia grinned while bouncing around him, grinning and waving a hand over herself. The white sundress she wore was splattered with paint, as well as her legs and arms. "Do you like the dress you bought me?"
Theo laughed and shook his head. “Relax, it’s alright. It made me laugh, and most people aren’t so straightforward with their creeper tendencies.” He scoffed and looked toward the sky like he was praying. “How have you never seen any of the classics? Okay, that’s it. We’re having a movie night, and you’re going to be introduced to the best and worst movies of all time.”
"I'm not a creeper. I promise. It just came out wrong. I swear... Please don't think I'm a creeper." She shrugged at his question, not entirely sure what the problem was. She spent a lot of her time watching runway shows and reading about what was in and what was lame. Maybe it wasn't a good use of her time, but she liked it. "Movie night sounds good to me. Why are we going to watch the worst movies though?"
I’m not pretending. You got sorted into my House, meaning we share of few personality traits. From class, I think I got the gist of the kind of person you are. And you’re smart enough to know that even if you ran they’d use the people you know at this school against you.
(/ rubs face ) Ok, fine. I won’t say a word. I know it’s not really any business of mine, but if I had more help then we have a much better chance at keeping you safe. Not only you but other kids here. If your family used that nightmare from hell to get passed us while we were busy dealing with it…
You made a horrible mistake thinking that you know me from what you see in class. That's not me, that's the version of me that I show people ad teachers so that I can do the best that I can in this school and try to have some sort of future.
*She watched him, growing slightly annoyed. She was more than regretting deciding to talk to him. She should have taken care of things herself* I don't need you to do anything, really. I just needed to say things out loud. Everything is fine. Just forget I said things and we'll both go back to our usual things.
"Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong," Isaac pointed out, picking up the roll from his meal and using it to point at her for a moment before taking a bit out of it. He finished, feigning contemplation before continuing. "You see, everyone here is special. None of that ‘everyone gets a trophy’ shit. But a lot of that supernatural shit. So, as much as you claim I’m not special, unique, or different, I am so, inherently." He chuckled a bit, taking another large bite of the roll. "The thing is, I’m even more special. I’m not just any firebender. I’m The Dragon." He finished off his roll and looked to her, unable to hide the bit of expectation creeping onto his features. He knew people talked about his nickname (for better or worse), even if probably no one actually knew where it came from aside from a handful of people, and they never got the whole story, the less entertaining parts of the story. “Sure you never heard of me now? I also go by King of Crowsfall and Isaac.”
"It's really refreshing to talk to someone so humble." Maia leaned forward, leaning on her elbow and resting her chin in her hand while she listened to him. Mindlessly she examined the nails of her other hand, eyeing a spot where one had chipped polish. She sipped her coffee, watching him with an unimpressed expression before sitting back up and shaking her head. "I'm very sure that I've still never heard of you. Honestly, judging by this brief meeting, I'm not really surprised. Not that I don't think anyone's told you this, but you're kinda an asshole. A giant douchebag really. All arrogant and obnoxious. Is this how you normally make friends or did you only sit with me because my physical appearance appealed to you and you were trying to sleep with me?"
A small smile tugged at his lips as she took his hand, thankful she was trusting him again. She looked like every ounce of energy had left her and she was just…empty. Surely thinking you were going to be killed by any and everyone would tire you out. At her words, Theo shook his head. “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.” He grabbed the knife he’d set on the counter earlier and tucked it away so she knew he wouldn’t hurt her but it was there in case he needed it. “We’ll go to my dorm, less of a chance of them finding you there. You can sleep if you want.” He opened the door just a crack and when he saw no one, he gestured for her to follow him, taking a route to his dorm he hadn’t needed to take in a while. “I found these passages when I first got here. A bunch of people were freaking out over me being here, so I stayed cooped up a lot, and to avoid the masses, I had to find a way around them, and this being as old of a castle as it is, it was pretty easy after a little hunting.” He kept his voice down and looked at her with a smile, pausing at a doorway and looking around before slipping through and up the staircase that led to his common room.
"You say that... But honestly you're weak and noodley." She told him softly, pouting while she walked close to him. It was nice that he offered her a place to sleep, but she wasn't sure that she'd be able to. Maia slipped into the passageway, sucking in a quick breath while she moved up the stairs. Her mind was racing, Theo wasn't going to hurt her, she was convinced of that, but what there was still others. There had to be people in the school that let them in, someone that was working with the assassins. Even so, it was nice to be sure that you still had at least one friend. Someone that was only looking out for you. There was no question that Theo could be working for them, but everyone else was still a suspect. "You don't have to help me you know... You'd be safer if I left."
That’s one for the process of elimination. Jasper was relieved seeing Warner, what with her being a Witch and all (he thrust no suspicion upon his kinsman).
"…Nothing, intrinsically. But why are you asking me, Maia? You’re a Witch, and as a Witch, I would think you could answer your own question…” Underwood was forward with fellow brujas, more forward than he was with the rest of species. But for those ‘other’ species he had a very weak and very soft spot; yet for Witch kind there was a connection and silent sympathy which non-Witches were not privy to. “Let us focus firstly on finding the malefactor, dear heart. The details covering the destruction of my endurance can be inferred exponentially.”
Maia blinked a few times, carefully listening to the man, then slowly bringing the steaming cup of coffee to her lips. "I think that you might be being a little bit dramatic, professor. Apples are great and ginger bread houses are nice to look at." She grinned at him, wishing that he would just lighten up a little bit. People needed to relax around the school. It seemed that everyone was uptight about one thing or another and Maia wanted it to stop. "Maybe you should be sending out a 'thank you' instead."
Get your shopping on, At the mall, Max your credit cards You don't have to choose, Buy it all So they like you. Do they like you? Wait a second, Why should you care, what they think of you When you're all alone, by yourself Do you like you? Do you like you?
You don't have to try so hard You don't have to give it all away You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up You don't have to change a single thing
Robb eyed her silently for a moment before sliding the paper cup over towards the redhead, “No worries. Take it,” he stated, “it sounds like you need it more than I do.” He meant that in the nicest way possible. “Next time though, you should consider asking. Most guys would struggle saying no to a pretty girl.” Robb glanced over the counter, watching the barista work on another double espresso, which surely would be done within minutes; passing his drink of wasn’t a big deal. “Yeah, liquid food. Just feels wrong, doesn’t it?”
"That's really nice of you." She slowly reached out to take the cup, carefully holding it in both hands. Most people weren't that nice to her, not that people were mean per say, she was just overlooked and ignored. Which was fine with her, but he wasn't only acknowledging her, he was being nice to her. "Yeah. It's weird. I can't drink smoothies. Well I probably could if I didn't think about it, but taking even a second to think about what it actually is, then I wouldn't be able to drink it."
Theo’s jaw dropped at her comment, suddenly worried about his safety. “Maybe you shouldn’t say things like that…even if you do mean them innocently.” He chuckled awkwardly and shook his head, gesturing for Freddy to bring him his last drink of the night. He closed his eyes as he sipped at it, the room starting to spin without him even moving. “My favorites? I really like the cult classics, The Goonies, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure, movies like that.”
"I know. I'm sorry. I don't talk to people. People are a problem and they generally don't like me. I'm so sorry. Please walk away." She covered her face with her hands before taking a deep breath and finishing her own drink. "I've never seen any of those. Are you sure they're movies?"
