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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 0:46:09 GMT -5
No matter how much Alyson struggled, Sebastian wasn't going to pry himself away just yet. He felt himself drawn to her and the frustration of not touching her or anyone for that matter for the past week was too much for him to bear anymore. But her shoving soon stopped and when she grabbed his shirt he was anticipating her trying to give him another shove but was surprised that instead she kissed him back. She was giving in to him! The very thought of it aroused him and he could definitely feel the excitement deep down in his loins, and he was sure that she would be able to feel it as well.
Sebastian was turned on, and he wasn't willing to let her go just yet. His hand that was on her neck slid up into her hair and he allowed the curls to move between his fingers before he bent them and wrapped her hair around them so he could give her head a tug back to break apart their lips. It was almost as if he had to force himself to come up for air, and his pale grey eyes landed on her for a moment in silence. His breathing was much harsher now and while he held her head in place he moved his face down to the nape of her neck. His lips found the soft cool skin easily and he started kissing it, wanting to put his lips all over her body as if he didn't have much time. It was rough and sensual at the same time. His lips going up to the lobe of her ear and giving it a playful bite between his teeth before traveling along the line of her jaw.
"How's this for your scene?" He said between kissed and breaths, his tongue finding itself grazing along a vein that was sticking out in her neck before his lips wrapped around the skin. He'd take her right there if he could, but he knew she wouldn't allow him to. And it wasn't fun if she wasn't going to be a willing partner. With hesitation he pried himself off of her, removing his pelvis from holding her to the dresser and taking a step back.
His breathing was rough as he looked her over, trying to gauge her reaction. His eyes were steady and focused, although the rest of him looked shocked that he'd been able to do that. He brought the back of his hand up to his mouth and wiped at the corner, feeling a bit of his own saliva collecting there. He could still taste her beautiful skin against his lips and found his tongue moving over them. He didn't know what to say in the moment. He was sure that if he said the wrong thing she'd grow angry and storm off the way he had in the mirror section. So he didn't say a word, allowing her to make the first move. Whatever that would be.
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 17, 2012 1:10:11 GMT -5
He was relentless as he kissed her harder and more passionately than she ever had been in her life. It was hard to regain control with him like that because she liked it, She hated him for making her feel this way, and when he pressed his hips against her she could feel how much he liked it too.
Her world spun around her as she tried to forget just how fucked up it all was. He was holding her against her will, but that wasn't entirely true. She had opportunities to run, but she stayed. Why did she stay again?
What was she thinking about?
His hand was in her hair, and where as she usually hated it, it seemed hot coming from him. He was rough and a little scary as he pulled her head to the side and pressed rough kisses down her neck. She didn't scream out like she thought she would if he ever tried anything. Her breath was ragged, giving away how worked up she had gotten.
What was wrong with her!
"How's this for your scene?" She was both disgusted with herself and completely hot for him. No! He's poison, run, Aly! SCREAM! Her logical side pleaded but something deep down told that part of her where to stick it.
His tongue was hot on her neck and it sent shivers down her spine. Why was she turned on by this? SCREAM!
Before her mind had a chance to truly decide on staying or trying to run for the hills, he was backing up, leaving her feeling weak and wanting for more. She was still out of breath, back to the wardrobe as he stood across from her, their eyes locked. What could she even say? They were in public, this was completely wrong. And he had KIDNAPPED her!
All she could do was stare for a moment, lost, confused, angry and totally turned on. What an ass! "We need to get the rest of the stuff before the mall closes." She said, a little breathless, gulped and pushing off the furniture and starting to walk away. A hand slid to her brow, wiping the damp sweat off of it. Her heart was still hammering, and her body tingled as it remembered his assault.
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 1:32:21 GMT -5
"We need to get the rest of the stuff before the mall closes."
Sebastian could hear the way her breathing accelerated and he couldn't help himself as the smile twisted over his lips, making his features look rougher than usual since his eyes were dark while his brows covered them. The things he wanted to do to her. He wanted to see how far he could push her, wanted to see if he could get her gasping for air from his touch.
He had the distinct feeling she just wanted to get back to shopping so that she could be distracted from what had just happened. Alyson looked like that type that needed to keep herself busy so that her mind didn't think too much on events that potentially unfolded around her. And he was willing to bet on that being why she wanted to get back to shopping suddenly.
"Uh uh." Sebastian called out practically cooing at her and followed after her and reaching for her wrist. He wanted to turn her around and pull her back into him. Except this time he tried to do it without being too forceful. He didn't want to hurt her or end up causing her to have an episode of vertigo from him whipping her around so sharply. So this time he was trying to be polite and allow her the choice of whether she wanted to stop and turn into him or not.
"Or we could just stay. We can find ourselves a little spot to hide and stay after the mall closes. Then I can ravage you the way I've wanted to since I first laid eyes on you." His voice came out deep and in Sebastian's opinion, pretty damn sexy.
"It's no surprise that I would want you. But now that we know you want me too, what's stopping us?" He practically purred at her and hoped she didn't say something idiotic. He could just hear it now: Mall security would stop us you pig! Sebastian could just imagine her coming up with some snarky remark and an excuse, saying that he was suffocating her.
"No excuses." He didn't like to try to pry it out of women, and he wasn't one to just ask for sex. Usually it just happened. He'd bring some drunk woman home, she'd go on in her stupor about how she wasn't 'that kind of woman' and then her face would land in his lap before he even unbuttoned his shirt. But Alyson was different. And sure, he might have had a fling or two during the nights that he'd chosen to ignore Alyson, but they were quick and they hadn't been much fun. He'd been distracted at the time, knowing he had her at home.
Now it was only a matter of what she would choose?
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 17, 2012 6:51:16 GMT -5
"Uh uh." His hand was on her wrist and she was in a complete tailspin. She wanted pull away, swat at him and tell him to leave her the hell alone. Another part of her melted, wanting him to keep on with what he was doing. That other part told her she had to do what he wanted or there would be penalties to pay. Her freedom, one of them.
Two against one, came the carnal part of her brain and she flinched though he hadn't hurt her. Her eyes were wide, as he stared down at her, having twirled her back to look at him.
"Or we could just stay....Then I can ravage you the way I've wanted to since I first laid eyes on you." Again the conflicting thoughts swirled around. Her brows furrowed. Ravage her? Who said that! Despite who did and didn't say it she was angry with him for it and she glowered at him, but her breathing had become more shallow. She might look mad, but her body was responding to what he was saying, and the deep part of her stomach churned with, surprisingly, want. She wanted him to. What was wrong with her?
She hated him. She hated how he was calling her out on having kissed back, and she was hating herself more for doing it. Why wouldn't one side or the other take over already? The logical or carnal one She didn't care, but with both thoughts competing in her brain she was left hanging in this limbo, wanting to tear his clothes off and claw his eyes out.
"I didn't say I want you!" She tried hissing at him, but even her voice squeaked a little as she tried to sound brave. She couldn't possibly be giving into this! She knew he only wanted her because on some level he found her attractive. She wasn't a dog, she knew that, but she was a little surprised he seemed so into her. She knew it was because he had those stupid little sexual needs he was whining on about last night. She was better than nothing.
Then again, he could go and do whatever he wanted to anyone, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. But he chose to stay behind with her each night, even when they did nothing but ignore each others gaze because she was angry at hi and he was attempting patience. He really sucked at patience.
She opened her mouth to shoot him down, but he spoke once more, shutting her up. "No excuses." She blushed and her mouth turned into a thin line, her cheeks flushing.
Was she actually considering his proposal? She gulped and took a step backwards away from him. She wasn't ready to give up yet. It wasn't because she didn't want him, because her body was still trying come down from his attack on her, but because mentally she hadn't submitted even if she had physically. It put her in this endless battle and she just felt dizzy with it. She had said eventually for a reason.
Her look was confused and annoyed disappointment as she glowered at the ground, taking another step back and bumping into the foot board of some bed that would never know a sleeping body. "I said eventually." She told him meekly, hugging herself as she refused to make eye contact with him. He'd be a fool not to see what he was doing to her, how she was internally struggling with all these decisions. She actually wanted him and didn't all at once, and part of her even felt obligated to want him so he could love her. She needed to snap out of this or he was going to eat her alive. He seemed to thrive on her reactions, and if she was mixed up about this, she could only imagine what he would be.
"Besides." She shot up, looking at him and pretending to be braver than she was at that moment, though her eyes gave her away as not being brave at all. "How could you love someone you can't respect? How can you respect me if I just agree to let you screw me in a closed mall?" That'll show him! Except he doesn't want to love you idiot! That's why he said he'd let you go when he does!
Oh yeah...
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 14:12:21 GMT -5
"How could you love someone you can't respect? How can you respect me if I just agree to let you screw me in a closed mall?"
Sebastian could see at first that her body language said she wanted him. The way her breaths were short and choppy told him that she wanted him. But then she seemed to shut herself down by over thinking the situation and that was when he knew that he wasn't going to get his way.
And her words..
Sebastian didn't want to love Alyson. He didn't want to love anybody, and he'd made the deal because he knew it was so much like an empty promise on his part. Though he didn't lie, if she could make him fall in love with her then he would surely let her go. But it would be a very hard challenge for her.
But her words..
Something about her words rang true in his head. It was true, if she allowed him to screw her into submission right there in the middle of the mall then he would more than likely see her as nothing else but a mere plaything. Just another girl that he'd screwed.
Sebastian's lips pursed momentarily, his brows lowering then raising as if he was having a hard time trying to figure what emotion to give to her but then he finally decided on a neutral one. His dark brows simply relaxed and fell into place, his eyes less hard now and the thin line that was his mouth changed to one of mild amusement.
"Well that was a total buzz kill." He told her but his tone seemed amused and he took a step toward her and stuck his hand out, wiggling her fingers playfully to her. "Let's go see if they have another mirror you like. The other one.. fell over." He knew that she wasn't dumb enough to fall for that. Once she saw the mirror she'd know right away that Sebastian had broken it.
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 17, 2012 14:51:33 GMT -5
He was unreadable. She had no idea if he was about to lash out at her or play cool, or any of the many emotions in between he was capable of. His moods were so sporadic, she never knew what to expect and when from him. She was practically holding her breath waiting for him to drop it or attack her once more. Maybe try and convince her.
His brows lowered and she braced herself, but all too soon he seemed to relax. He wasn't going to flip out at her, or he was going to catch her off guard. She didn't know! She never knew with him!
"Well that was a total buzz kill." That's it? That was a total buzz kill? She didn't say anything, deciding she was safe for the moment. He wasn't going to try anything in public. She had won, only she didn't feel the satisfaction that often comes with winning. In a way she felt like she had lost sort of. She liked what he'd done, even if she hated it at the same time. In a way she wanted him to come at her, give her no choice but to give into whatever he wanted, that way she wouldn't need to feel guilt for agreeing to it. He would have done it to her without consent, and she could hate him for it. It was so much easier that way.
She was disgusted with her own thoughts, but when he reached his wiggling fingers towards her, she only hesitated for a second before taking a small step forward and taking his hand, allowing him to lead her away from the bedroom area.
She had the distinct feeling the mirror didn't simply fall over. Did he do something to it? Was he angry she had left? She didn't really leave, exactly, only wandered away as he had, which he had allowed her to do twice today in each store they had been in. Except the electronics store.
"It's your bathroom, Sebastian. Whatever mirror you like is fine." She wanted to remind him she wouldn't be using the bathroom forever. She would make him love her and then she would be gone, but as she thought it, she knew it wasn't so simple. If he loved her he wouldn't let her go. It seemed like a weird arrangement. Why would he have her work so to get him to fall for her only to let her go? Maybe he expected she would come back? Her nose wrinkled and her lips pursed. What would happen if she succeeded?
Alyson peered up at him. "We better hurry though. The malls closing soon, and we don't want to get locked in." Her tone was mildly taunting. Would it be so bad? YES! said the logical side. Oh, shut up! Came carnal Alyson.
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 17:20:35 GMT -5
He knew that Alyson wasn't shy. At least when it came to wanting things or telling him what she thought about him. But when it came to picking out a damn mirror she was set on telling him that it was his mirror. He knew she was trying to keep telling herself she wasn't going to be with him long. That he was going to let her go soon and therefore she shouldn't get too comfortable. But he knew different. It was now her room since she was the one who occupied it and he wasn't planning on letting her go anytime soon. No matter how much he had thought about it just twenty minutes before.
"Then we'll just the first one we see." Sebastian muttered, not in the mood to be picking out mirrors. He was trying to calm himself down and get his raging hormones under control. He had wanted her. Badly. But his usual tacky ways wasn't going to suffice with her.
"We better hurry though."
Alyson wanted Sebastian to know that the mall was closing soon. He didn't like to be rushed when he was making his purchases. "How about we just order the rest of the items online." He said, wanting to just get back home now. It was still early, although the mall closed early as well.
"We could stop and get some Italian on the way back." He said playfully, his hand still in hers as they strolled through the department store. Of course he wasn't craving Italian at all. Or any sort of food for that matter.
"You're so worried about getting out of here when the mall closes. But what if we stayed? We could go from store to store, play dress up?" He teased, although a part of him was serious. He wouldn't mind staying there with her all night. There were so many stores, they could do whatever they wanted.
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 17, 2012 19:41:35 GMT -5
Though a moment ago Sebastian had seemed okay with her reluctance, he was starting to show signs of moodiness. Why did he have to ruin everything? Worst of all she knew he was likely blaming her for doing it. She had kissed back, what more did he realistically expect out of her? To just throw her clothes off and lay down on one of those model beds and spread 'em wide, begging him to take her right there?
She had a bad feeling that was exactly what he was hoping for. she couldn't blame him, really. The thought sounded hot, and in a different universe she would like to think she was capable of such acts, but reality was the Bastian or no Bastian she couldn't do that. It wasn't within her capability to let go so easily. She wasn't so easy, both mentally and to get into bed. She didn't know what made her this way. Maybe it was who she was. Maybe it was because her first boyfriend was a total ass and their relationship wasn't one of love, but more comfort. They stayed together even though they fought like cats and dogs because it was comfortable and easier than finding someone new.
Was Sebastian keeping her around because it was easier? She doubted it. There was nothing easy about their arrangement.
"We could stop and get some Italian on the way back." Oh, he was feeling playful again. Who was see-sawing with their emotions now? "Hah hah." She muttered as he pulled her along. "Why don't we order a pizza?" She suggested, semi serious, but she had a feeling her words went through one ear and out the other. "You're so worried about getting out of here when the mall closes. But what if we stayed? We could go from store to store, play dress up?"
And there it was. The thing that was being mulled around in his mind. He really did want to stay there, and there was a part of her that did too, but mainly because the thought of going home so soon upset her. Being cramped in the bedroom all day, even though it had been a short while today, had taken its toll on her, and though they had bought a television today she had been without one in the room. What could they possibly do at home that would rival using the mall as their own personal playground?
"What about mall security?" She asked, not believing she was actually considering this, especially with his promise of ravaging her, something she didn't plan to happen. "And they lock each store separately? How would get out before dawn? You need your beauty sleep." It was a taunt, but also said out of annoyance. As much as she didn't want to spend all day with him, she sometimes wished she could instead of being all alone. There was nothing fun about entertaining herself in her beautifully decorated prison.
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 21:36:32 GMT -5
"What about mall security?"
Sebastian scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. As if mall security were going to stop him. Nobody could stop. Sebastian truly felt at times that he was invincible and untouchable! Except from bullets, obviously. And sharp knives.
"And they lock each store separately? How would get out before dawn? You need your beauty sleep."
"I'm going to assume you're not too keen on breaking and entering?" Sebastian's eyes trailed down to Alyson and he shook his head. She was going to give him a hassle if they stayed there all night, and then it would be a pain trying to get out of there and getting home before the sun came up. He decided it wasn't worth it. Not with Alyson. Maybe someone who was a little more willing but that obviously wasn't this blonde.
"Let's just get home. We'll order a mirror online and a bench for the piano. If we get overnight delivery we can have it in a day or two." Sebastian told her as they moved through the department store together. He was leading the two of them back to the escalators that would take them down to the first floor. He wasn't a fan of the mall personally, but he knew it was the best place to go and get the most shopping done for the girl.
When they reached the escalators he stepped onto the moving step, still holding onto Alyson's hand so that she'd have to follow suit. But he stood on a lower step, making her appear taller than him for a moment and he had to look up at her. "Pizza.." It was as if he finally heard what she had said and thought about it. He could probably go for pizza. "What delivery place do you like? I think it's only fitting since we didn't get to eat our meal last night. And I haven't eaten in what seems like days. I'm starving."
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 17, 2012 23:12:19 GMT -5
Breaking and entering wasn't high on her bucket list. In fact, it wasn't on it at all, but she might consider it if they weren't really stealing anything. She had shoplifted now and then when she was a teenager, but those days were long gone. She didn't do that childish crap anymore, though.
"Let's just get home. We'll order a mirror online and a bench for the piano." She stopped listening after that, feeling disappointed. The mall was at least something to do, and there was nothing else to really do except go to a bar at this time, which was probably out of the question. Not that Alyson would want to go to the bar right now anyway. She didn't trust herself with alcohol, not after letting him get to her the way he had while sober.
She stepped somberly onto the escalator, her hand sweaty in his. His grip was firm, but not crushingly so. It was the hardness of his skin that surprised her. again she thought of cows hide. She looked longingly at the stores. She didn't need to go shopping, but it was just something to do. She silently reminded herself she had plenty of excitement the previous night, but it wasn't the kind she wanted. She wanted to just enjoy herself for once!
"What delivery place do you like?" His voice pulled her out of her thoughts and she gulped, then shrugged. "I'm starving." She needed to make a choice, and now. Stay or go?
Alyson stopped walking and tugged Sebastian to a halt with her. "Are we just going to eat pizza and shop online?" She asked, her eyes crinkling with boredom already. Her lips pursed and she swallowed hard. "You won't do anything really illegal if we were to stay, right? Like... really illegal. And you won't hurt me?" They were in question form, but really she was setting boundaries. Maybe he would just insist they go home. If that was the case she wouldn't fight it. At least the mall had more options.
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 17, 2012 23:38:50 GMT -5
"Are we just going to eat pizza and shop online?"
When they got off the escalator he looked at her and raised a brow at her in a questioning manner. Was that not good enough? She sounded like she was dreading it and he realized she probably just enjoyed being out of the house and able to roam around.
"You won't do anything really illegal if we were to stay, right? Like... really illegal. And you won't hurt me?"
She was actually considering staying in the mall after hours because she didn't want to go home he realized. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her before he tried to figure out what exactly she considered illegal. Considering staying in the mall after hours was considered illegal he didn't know just how much illegal he could go. Murder? He wasn't planning on killing anyone that night. "You don't want to go home, do you?" He asked and the smile was back on his lips. That was exactly what it was! She enjoyed having a bit of freedom.
Sebastian let go of Alyson's hand, stood up straight and stuck two fingers up. "Scout's honor I won't hurt you as long as you don't get on my last nerve." That was the only reason he'd ever hurt her was if she pissed him off or pushed too far. "And you'll have to define 'illegal' because that can be so many things. But if you want to stay then we'll stay. Or if you want to go somewhere else that's fine too. I can tell you just want to be out and really, I spoil you. Prestine leaves some Mexican boy tied to her bed all night long. I don't think he's seen the outside of that room in weeks."
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 18, 2012 0:14:07 GMT -5
"You don't want to go home, do you?" Was she that transparent? Though she didn't need to wear a neon sign to get him to see the thought of being in the condo all night sounded frustrating, not unless they had specific plans, which they didn't. Online shopping and eating Luigi's wasn't entirely her idea of a good time. It sounded boring. Well, not boring, but not exciting either. The look in her eyes was enough to let him know he was spot on and she sighed, continuing on saying he wouldn't harm her unless she gave me a reason to. Like that was something new.
"Oh please, you were never a scout." She accused, rolling her eyes at him but she was amused, and her demeanor showed it.
"And you'll have to define 'illegal' because that can be so many things. But if you want to stay then we'll stay. Or if you want to go somewhere else that's fine too." she felt bad for his sisters pet, and she knew she had clearly got the less psychotic of the two. not that he was a picnic, but she had the feeling Prestine wouldn't have put up with her as willingly as Sebastian did. Still, she thought him using the word "spoil" was a bit over the top. Sure, materially he showered her with everything she wanted. He even took her out. Okay... maybe she was being spoiled, but she was still being held captive. He held a loose leash, but make no mistake, the leash was there.
"No destroying loads of stuff, or stealing lots of things. They're businesses, and I don't want to cost them money. Any money...but I guess maybe a little would be okay." She explained, knowing they couldn't very well leave his credit card there. Now if he had cash, which she was certain he wouldn't, that was a different story all together.
"Where else could we go?" She asked, intrigued about what else he had up his sleeve as a possibility. She would stow these ideas in the back of her mind as suggestions for the following nights when she was bored and he was willing to take her out. Leash or no leash, it was fresh air.
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 18, 2012 0:28:25 GMT -5
Sebastian rolled his eyes once more at Alyson. She was so worried about what happened to others. She cared about these businesses that over charged and were just one measly store when they had hundreds of them! Or even thousands, Sebastian wasn't quite sure on the exact number. But there were more than one JC Penney and Macys. But he rolled his shoulders and let out a long, overly exasperated sigh. "Fine. I won't destroy anything. And I won't take too much." He offered as his part of the bargain.
"Where else could we go?"
Sebastian didn't know many places that would be open at this hour. Thanks to daylight savings time it was late by the time it finally became dark. "There's clubs open. Bars." He wasn't quite sure. He would have suggested the pier but he was pretty sure she didn't want to go there, not after the previous night. "There's the beach or if you're feeling really brave the cemetery." He winked at her to top off the sarcasm that was in his tone. He couldn't see Alyson hanging out at a cemetery and although Sebastian wasn't one of those creepy people that found it to be 'cool' he sometimes headed out there. There were others like him that had been buried in the cemetery so long ago. His father was one of them. Not that it was a body. It was just a vase of ground up stone that they'd buried. When they died they didn't leave a corpse. It was convenient.
"So what will it be, princess?" He teased and gave her his little smirk that he wore across his face so well. He had a feeling that Alyson wouldn't enjoy the nickname in the slightest but he said it anyway. Maybe he wanted to get a reaction out of her.
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Post by ALYSON MONTGOMERY on Apr 18, 2012 0:41:10 GMT -5
She was glad he promised not only to no hurt her, but to not break too many things, or to steal much. Those were conditions she could live with. Maybe it would be fun, and if it wasn't, well, they could just leave. There was always shopping online and pizza. Speaking of pizza... her stomach gave a little growl, but at this time the food court would be shutting down. They would need to wait until after hours to get anything, and they might even need to cook it themselves. She wondered if he could cook at all.
Clubs and bars didn't really interest her. It meant dressing nice and she didn't want to show off her bandage. As it was her arm still ached, which reminded her that he had been so much worse off only 24 hours ago. Now, it was like he had never been shot at all. She was desperate to know what he was, since human wasn't likely. He looked human, but lord knew he didn't act it. Was there anything other than human? An alien maybe?
A Guardian?
Prior to living in Scriptor Bay she had never heard the story, but the locals loved it. It didn't take long for some kids at the university to go into detail. Of course none of it was real. Unless... what if it was?
"So what will it be, princess?"
She wrinkled her nose at the nickname, obviously not keen on it. "A punch in the nose if you call me that again." She growled, eyeing him warily for a moment before shaking her head and conceding. "Alright I want to stay, but if anything happens, this wasn't my idea!" Her finger is up, pointing accusingly at him before she folds it back in her palm and folds her arms over her chest.
"Okay, how does this work? We hide out somewhere?" She asked, not really sure how to go about hiding. They still had just a little while before the mall was officially closed and then the managers would probably need to cash out and lock up. The mall seemed scarce already. "Lead the way, hot shot."
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Post by SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT on Apr 18, 2012 0:56:08 GMT -5
Sebastian had been locked in places numerous times in his life. Of course he'd always been alone or with Prestine and it was much easier to hide when you could pretty much get anywhere. But with Alyson it would be trickier. It wasn't as if she could just hang from the ceiling or just make herself scarce. He licked his lips and narrowed his eyes at her but not really looking at her. He was trying to figure out a plan.
There was the bathrooms? Could they just go hide in there? It seemed so juvenile, like something a child would do at school to ditch classes. The bathrooms were out of the question. In fact, he wasn't very keen on hiding at all. He knew there would be mall security and he would more than likely go around and collect them. Then he'd knock them out and store them somewhere that they'd be out of the way. Because he didn't feel like dealing with overweight rent-a-cops that night. Hell, he never felt like dealing with people, period.
"Come." He simply said and reached for her hand once again, tugging her through the department store. He didn't have a clear direction in mind but he did want to be out of that store. There were so many other stores they could hide in that would be much more fun. In fact.. "I know just the place." The smile grew across his lips as he picked up the pace a bit. They had time, but he needed to make sure that he could get her into the right store and be enough of a diversion to keep the attention on him and not Aly.
He took long strides, holding Aly's hand in one of his own and then the bags of the items they had purchased in the other. When they reached the store he stopped and nodded to it. It was called 'The Love Sac', which was basically bean bag furniture. Expensive bean bag furniture. He'd considered buying some at one point but the hassle of fluffing the damn things were too much for him. He didn't have time for that.
He let go of Aly's hand and turned to face her, running a hand through her pretty curls. "You see the furniture in there?" Of course all the furniture was interesting.. some looked like bean bags and others looked like actual.. lump couches. "You can crawl under one and stay put until the mall closes and I come for you." He brushed a curl away from her face and met her eyes with his own. "Nobody will notice you there. I'll sweet talk the person working there and you crawl under. And then I'll take care of everything else. But you can't move until I come back." He tapped her playfully on the tip of her nose.
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