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“To them she was ordinary, something to be ignored, but the girl held even more within her. She held a soul that had aged over time, eyes that held a galaxy, and a heart that trapped all its love deep inside. She wasn’t ordinary--She was extraordinary.”
Analiese (Annie) King
He caused her to smile, probably for what was the first time in days with his remark. A hand reached up to her neck, a light scratching taking place under her shoulder length hair. “Well, thank you. Blonde girl has a name–” she laughed lightly, extending a hand. “Analiese.”
Kurt nodded. “As does the blue furred man. My name is Kurt. Nice to meet you Analiese.” He said with a smile and gave a small bow before taking her hand and shaking it. “And you’re very welcome.”
“Kurt.” She repeated his name, the only way she knew to ensure that she wouldn’t forget it on a whim. Her hand held his in a light embrace for a small moment before she released and allowed her arm to fall back to her side. His hand was soft, warm, and curious to her. “It’s nice to meet you too, Kurt.”
“And just what do you think you are looking at?” Stop staring at me–Look away! Stop it! I said STOP!
He starts, near knocking the books off of his table, cheeks flaming red in embarrassment within seconds, “I’m, um, sorry miss. I zoned out a bit. “
"Mhm." Analiese watched in amusement as the books were scattered and his cheeks burst in flames. "A picture lasts longer, love."
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The significance closing of the curtains wasn’t lost on Warren as the room was plunged into a dim light. Lips pursed, the blond took his time contemplating the options, indulging in the push and pull. He wet his lips, turning his head as she moved around him, “I won’t deny a perverse inclination for the floor but.. “, entwining her fingers as they brushed down the length of his arm, Warren coaxed her to him as he went to sat against arm of the couch. “Warren. But you can call me Angel.” said with a grin, “And you?”.
Her movements were slow, taking him in with her green eyes. Annie tugged her lower lip between her teeth as fingers wrapped through others, a welcoming warmth overtaking her as the proximity between them was closed off. She pressed against him, free hand moving to the nape of his neck. “Analiese, but for you darling, I can be whoever you want.” A smirk graced her lips which, when the gap was closed, brushed lightly over his throat.
Warren hummed at the proximity, turning ever so slightly as she leaned in close, side of his face just brushing hers. There was a small smirk on his lips as blue eyes flicked over those long lashes, then settled down to her lips. Thought about it, but what was that saying? Good things comes to those who wait. Instead it was a simple thing to slide into the room, savouring in the feel on feet on solid ground again. A few idle glances were cast about the place before the angel pivoted, head cocked. “So, where do you want me?”.
Analiese kept her composure well, only allowing her body to respond by leaning against him ever so slightly. Her eyes slipped to meet his gaze, traveling to his lips, then down to her hands. She took a step back, allowing him to enter. She closed the window behind him, curtain falling over the light. “Up to you. There’s the bed, couch, table, the counter, even the floor if you feel so inclined.” She swayed as she moved behind him, thin fingers brushing light strokes over his shoulders and down his arm. “Got a name, stranger?”
Analiese jolted back, her insides twisted and contorted. To be honest; with all of the stress she had been facing she couldn’t focus. She hadn’t even realized the blue man with the tail–well that he even had those things to begin with. She crossed her arms and backed her mental breakdown into a corner. “Sorry–force of habit.”
Kurt gave a smile and nodded. “It’s okay. Not everyone notices. Though that can be seen as a good thing. Not seeing the differences in someone. Even though you were just asking what I was staring at. But if I was to admit it, a very attractive blonde girl.” He said with a shrug.
He caused her to smile, probably for what was the first time in days with his remark. A hand reached up to her neck, a light scratching taking place under her shoulder length hair. "Well, thank you. Blonde girl has a name--" she laughed lightly, extending a hand. "Analiese."
“Uh-huh…” Analiese dropped her arms to her sides, a hand falling onto her hip. “And you would be–?”
“My name’s Dorian. Dorian Devereux, at your service.”
"Dorian." She nodded her head, acknowledging him farther. "Analiese." She extended a hand towards him.
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“And just what do you think you are looking at?” Stop staring at me–Look away! Stop it! I said STOP!
“I’m so terribly sorry. I have an awful habit of getting enamored by alluring things all too quickly.”
"Uh-huh..." Analiese dropped her arms to her sides, a hand falling onto her hip. "And you would be--?"
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She snapped from her thoughts, eyeing the woman before her. Her head pounded and she raised a hand to rub her temple. “It’s–not a problem.”
Liss frowned as the girl rubbed her temples, recognizing some similarities between them, “Hey, are you okay?”
This always happened when she was under stress and her inner emotions went wild. "Oh! Yes--I'm fine." She dropped her hand back to her side. She'd have to take an Advil when she got home. "Thank you."
“And just what do you think you are looking at?” Stop staring at me–Look away! Stop it! I said STOP!
Kurt looked down at himself and his blue and yellow before looking back at her. “It seems like that is the most popular thing to say when someone meets someone for the first time I guess. But I will say what I always do. I am covered in blue fur. I have glow in the dark yellow eyes. And a tail. I am looking at you like I am looking at everyone else.”
Analiese jolted back, her insides twisted and contorted. To be honest; with all of the stress she had been facing she couldn't focus. She hadn't even realized the blue man with the tail--well that he even had those things to begin with. She crossed her arms and backed her mental breakdown into a corner. "Sorry--force of habit."
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She stepped back, crossing her arms over her no longer bare chest. A smirk crawled onto her lips as he knocked at her window. “Much better, now, I you’d like you could come inside.” She opened the screen so that she could rest against the windowsill. “Maybe if you’re lucky I could give you a real show.”
Warren smiled, pleasantly surprised. He hovered to just outside the window, hands braced against the frame, leaning close, head tilted toward her. “Well, well, how could a man resist that? Tell me Miss…. , what kind of show will this be?”
Analiese wasn't one to back away, unless of course she was uncomfortable--which was hardly the case. Her smirk only grew as she leaned in, head tilted, breath hitting his ear just barely. "Perhaps, Love, you'll just have to find out. If you're lucky I may even close the blinds so no one else can see."
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↱ = being lost with them ."I'm honestly not sure how I allowed you to convince me that this was the correct way back to my apartment--" Analiese started, pulling her jacket tightly around herself. "And I don't know how you managed--but I have no clue where on earth we are." She jolted her shoulder against his side. "Way to go--Even I'm lost now."