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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 25, 2014 20:12:46 GMT -5
'I'll be home for Christmas You can count on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree' --- Christmas day. A day of supposed great joy and family gathering. Kindness and good deeds. The air filled with the squeals and laughter of little children joyously opening their presents. Drunkard christmas party goers stammering through a simple Christmas carol. Let's not forget a retail associates nightmare but the companies dream of draining bank accounts dry. Whatever the holiday stood for to others was of no consequence to Cereza. Her reasoning for remotely celebrating wasn't like others. In a hospital room is where she currently stood adding the last ornament onto the decorated tree. She took a step back to admire her work before glancing over to the individual laying unconscious in the hospital bed.
"What do ya think? I added a few extra touches this year."
--- Silence. The sounds of the machine beeping and christmas songs playing at a low volume was all the answer Cereza was going to receive. Grey hues gazed over his form while a smirked formed and her arms folded over her chest.
"Well, tough shit Kegan. Whether you like it or not you're gonna have to deal with it, cause I'm not altering a damn thing."
--- Kegan laid still, unwavering from his coma. But she knew if he had they'd be going back and forth like children. Two years now it's been since the incident that placed her older brother in this state. Still nothing. No word. No trace. In silence she suffered with the anger of not finding out the who, but she would never give up in trying. Just like she hadn't given up on him waking unlike her so called mother who for no reason wanted to pull the plug on her own son. Like the year before Cereza dressed up his room and decked out a tree with all the trimmings. Kegan for some reason adored Christmas and enjoyed decorating a tree. So for him she did. 'Christmas Eve will find you Where the love light gleams I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams' --- Her niece, his daughter, she hadn't brought to the hospital just yet. Their uncle thought she was too young and that it would be best she be spared for now from seeing her father in that state. Cereza believed in telling the truth but for the sake of her niece she agreed. See the girl has a heart in there. The night had come and still no snow. What kind of Christmas was that? If she had the power to make it snow for him she would, but alas she was only human. She sat there for a bit whilst the tv played the cartoon "How the Grinch stole Christmas" occasionally glancing to her helpless brother. What was going through her mind was the same as before? Who was it? Where were they? And what were all the things she could think of to do to them. Suddenly the door opened. Looking back Cereza stood from the chair to see her step father.
"Merry Christmas Cereza."
"Is she with you?"
"You could indulge in a nice greeting first sweetheart. But yes, she is his-"
"Only by blood."
--- As calm as she spoke hiding behind her tone and neutral face was a hint of a hiss. Cereza and her mother for all purposes did not get along. Her step father and herself however had a decent relationship despite her response. Cereza walked up to her step father and before she could utter another word her mother walked in eyeing directly at her 'daughter.'
"Cereza."
--- She said with a dash of disdain. In true fashion Cereza did not hesitate to respond in kind.
"Maria."
--- Maria squinted her eyes at her daughter and proceed to walk past her making contact with her shoulder against Cereza's. Instinctively Cereza grabbed Maria's arm and yanked her back in front of her. Maria was ready to protest but Cereza caught her off speaking ever so calmly.
"I thought I showed you once that I will not hesitate. Stop trying to test me. I don't care if he's here or not. We're already at the hospital."
"Alright Cereza. Why don't you get some air I'm sure you've been here all day?"
"You should really stop trying to play mommie."
--- With that Cereza let go and walked out. She could hear Maria's rants but she could careless at that point. She knew De Luca would somehow silence her at some point. Thankfully her brother couldn't really be disturbed. Secretly frustrated Cereza left the hospital dawning a white pea coat, black jeans and her trademark white hat. Her hair tucked in and dangling out in some area's yet still giving off like she had short locs. If anything could really piss her off deeply was her mother, but she would never show the rage. Normally she let it pass over her which right now she either wanted to head to the underground arena's or get a drink. Either or she was fine with until something small and wet touched her face. Cereza paused and blinked reaching a hand up to her face feeling the moisture. Snow flurries. Light ones. Not enough to stick but it was snowing. Cereza looked up and let out a small sigh.
'Well we got snow.'
--- She thought to herself standing on the corner of a park entrance way. The city was full of lights and hustle and bustle a little more than the norm, but that was further up from where she was. Where Cereza stood it felt a little more desolate than anything. Yet fear did not find her. She's walked the shady parts plenty of times, life was a challenge and she met it head on. Maybe she secretly wanted someone to mess with her now so she could deck them. But for now she stood in place welcoming the light snow flurries with closed eyes. Did they seem to be avoiding the hat?! XD
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 25, 2014 23:44:42 GMT -5
It was surely that time again. While most people were out celebrating, Austin was not in line with the.majority. Holidays had never really been that big a thing to him. Partly because of the way he had grown up and also because of the fact that his mother had left him at four and his father died years after. You could say he rarely had a Christmas to remember. So celebrating this day hadn't been very high on his 'to-do' list.
On top of it, his motorcycle had decided that it didn't want to work anymore. The outlaw had been having issues here and there, ever since that kid and his brother smashed it in the parking-lot. Shortly before the light flurries had started, Austin had found himself passing the hospital. Mumbling to himself under his breath, his hands dipped into the pockets of his black heavy duty work jacket.
He had made his way toward the entrance as the snow continued, finding a bench not too far from it. Those hazel hues would stare toward the sky as he took a rest, watching the flakes sprinkle down from above. At least there seemed to be something calming about the scenery he had stumbled up. It helped him to push away those 're-emerging thoughts about his mother and what he had down.
Austin had just lit up a cigarette, dropping the pack back into the pocket of a pair of loose grey jeans, when his ears began to pick up sounds of someone approaching from the direction in which Austin had came from. Paranoia kicked in briefly as his right hand slipped into his jacket to grasp the cold metallic handle of a 9mm he had concealed.
After all, one could never be too careful. Knuckles had a dirty job and with.It came risks. Being prepared was something that helped keep him secure. Though he'd much rather just throw fists instead of bullets. Watching like a hawk, his left hand would raise his smoke to his lips, and he would inhale as the form became easier to view in the dimming light. And what he saw was a beautiful girl and a unique attire. His guard wouldn't fall though, even if his grasp on the gun would loosen. As she neared, he would speak out.
"Gotta love this weather, huh Snow White?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 26, 2014 21:41:37 GMT -5
--- Though on the surface she seemed completely serene, inside she was slightly seething. It normally took a lot to severely anger her, but her mother always seemed to strike that nerve. It's certainly one of the reasons she went to underground fights. Not only was it thrilling it allowed her to let out some steam. Though annoyed she didn't let it run her thoughts. Cereza always remained in control. Cool calm and collective. She wasn't the one to outright look for trouble; to look for a fight. But when someone showed a threatening manner her way she certainly wasn't shy to help provoke them into throwing the first blow just so she had an excuse. Tonight however had the makings of going any which way depending on what came along. White leather knuckle gloves with red trimming covered her hands as she clenched them for a moment before relaxing them.
--- Initially she hadn't caught the cigarette smell until a small breeze picked it up and blew it her way. Yet still it wasn't that that made her open her eyes and turn her head towards the source. It was the voice and the name that spilled from his lips. Snow White? Well that was an interesting one. Grey hues gazed over the individual briefly taken in his form. He was cute and clearly a working boy. Probably just coming off the job maybe. Cereza's lips curled into a smirk as her silk voice responded.
"Heh, that's a new one."
--- She kinda liked it too and not for the vain reason that Snow White was considered the fairest of them all. Cereza wasn't fond of the scent of smoke so she kept her slight distance. Holding out her right hand she allowed some flurries to fall upon it and naturally melt away before returning her gaze to him.
"Hm, too bad it won't stick."
--- Cautiously she only took about two steps towards his direction, placing both hands in her pockets. Inside her right gently curved over a closed metal object. A girl had to protect herself too. Her eyes scanned again before questioning his state. There was this little air about him that seemed like just maybe he had a rough day. A little worn.
"Long day huh?"
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 27, 2014 22:44:47 GMT -5
"Every day is a long day, sweetheart. Some just longer than others."
Austin's grip would lesson slightly, but not completely. He always felt less threatened when there was a woman. Maybe it was just that macho side of him. Most of the women he had met were weak fragile creatures, save a few. That didn't mean it was what he was thinking right now, that remained to be seen.
"What landed you here? Should you be home somewhere snuggled up with some dude?"
He didn't realize the way that might have come out until after the fact. Truth be told, he wasn't in a good mood. This day had always brought out some kind of anger. He felt sorry for throwing it at some female he didn't even know. Austin would place his cigarette in between his lips before lifting his both hands in front of him.
"Sorry, didn't mean to say it like that.."
His arms would drop again, brushing the snow flakes off himself and the bench he was sitting on. Austin would take his cigarette, exhale and then drop back against the bench. Tilting his head backwards, he would close his eyes briefly as the snow fell against his face. This day had been horrible so far. But he was still wide awake.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 27, 2014 23:34:43 GMT -5
"Indeed."
--- The exotic brunette knew that kind of feeling all too well. Though many a days were long for her it was only when her mother was brought up in conversation or physically that her day seemed endless. Not to mention lingering on the thought of her brother's condition and what got him there. Today was one of those days. Outside the facade of a decent mood. Inside, way deep inside hidden behind barriers upon barriers to keep in control was pool of frustration; anger. Within her pocket a finger gently caressed the hidden metal object. In truth it started to have nothing to do with him but everything to do about the area. The dark undertone of the park entrance. Surprisingly this park wasn't decked in lights like some others, so she played the caution card. His following words caused no stir in her other than a smirk.
--- It wouldn't be the first nor the last time Cereza would ever hear comments of that nature. Believe she had heard worse. Much more vulgar and she brushed each and everyone off. Everything about his current demeanor gave off the sense that clearly he was having a bad day. Did Cereza care? Well she didn't know him well enough to truly care. And if she did, would she? That's a tough answer. She does what she wants for whatever reasons she deems fit. Cereza wasn't heartless it just wasn't something to normally show, let alone it seemed almost hard for her to comprehend. But yet he apologized. This only made her smirk stay as she spoke without so much as missing a beat. Her head a little titled to the right.
"Teddy? Teddy and I aren't on speaking terms anymore. Not after I found him cheating on me with lady panda. I tell you I'm still scarred from walking in on that."
--- Whether he laughed at her little sarcastic joke or not was of no consequence. She didn't say it to force out a laugh. But with that joke was it a clear sign that maybe she didn't have someone to go home to and sit snugged up by the fire with. Actually that sounded nice. She kinda never did that before. Her past relationships didn't really consist of real serene moments.]
"Don't apologize. You said what you felt no? Besides you make it seem like I'm offended. Trust me, sweetheart, I've heard much worse. That was child's play."
--- And in true Cereza fashion she effortlessly deflected his question. Yet her pretty smile never faded with her words. Her words told a small story that she's certainly been seen as a certain type of girl but it fazed her not. As her grey hues looked over him again they would soon snake away and just look up at the snow flakes, a few catching her long eyelashes and one landing on her nose as her gaze trailed back to him. 'Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes Silver white winters that melt into spring. These are a few of my favorite things.'
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 28, 2014 23:11:28 GMT -5
"I wasn't trying to be a dick.. But if you want one, I'll give it to you. No pun intended."
He would laugh at his own comment, sending the girl as much of a playful wink as he could muster for the moment. He was beginning to feel restless again, though he wasn't quite sure. Pushing himself up off the bench, he would inhale one final, large puff from his cigarette before he flicked it off to the side, listening to the cherry sizzle out after hitting the ground.
His left hand would lift to brush his fingers through.his hair as he turned to admire the female nearby once again. She seemed like she might be dealing with issues of her own at the moment as well. But honestly, Austin himself didn't care enough to try and pry into this stranger's personal life. At least not right now. He would begin to move toward her casually, stopping a few paces away.
He had allowed himself to relax, if only a little bit. Austin took care not to seem threatening. Those hazel eyes saw her hands in her pocket, and he really wasn't in the mood to find out what it was. It would be too much of a shame.to have to mess such a beautiful face up. Besides at the moment, maybe company wasn't such a bad idea. It could help get his mind off things.
"So, do you have a name? Or am I just going to keep calling you Snow White?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 29, 2014 0:19:11 GMT -5
--- His remark would be met with a snicker of her own and a playfully rolling of her eyes before she winked back. Cereza knew how to be playfully in different forms but sometimes it probably made her seem vain or maybe even give the inkling that one just might get her into bed without too much of an effort. Common misconception.
"Oh I'm sure."
--- As he rose Cereza watched blinking away the snowflakes that originally fell on her lashes. She gave a little flick to the brim of her white hat dropping some of the excess snow from it. Her grey's only briefly had shifted from him before turning back to see him staring at her. She scanned over his stature more so now that he was standing and watched as he walked towards her. Even if he had tried to be threatening or intimidating Cereza would not falter so easily. She wasn't easily intimidated by someone; male nor female. The exotic girl stood her ground only shifting her weight to the right as she gently removed her hands from her pockets leaving the object inside. He would be able to note the white leather knuckle gloves with the red trimming before she casually folded her arms across her stomach. It was getting a little colder and she hadn't worn her scarf or something warmer underneath. Sure she was going through something not that she would let it show. Sure she was silently deeply itching for someone to mess with her to do bodily warm with an reasonable excuse. But for now she would continue to hold it in. Maybe for once she could just try having a casual social interaction to easy things. Again she smiled and took a step or two towards him all in good faith right? Pausing with a gap still between them.
"Hmmm, why not."
--- She spoke nonchalantly about it. She didn't mind the nickname but that didn't answer the question as a whole. Would she provide her name at all was the real question. Looking a little past him back in the direction of the hospital then back to him she decided why not play nice. Maybe it was Kegan's voice inside her head practically yelling at her to do so for one damn night. More than likely, but hey she could use a distraction period. Her arms tightened to her form a little in a teeny almost unnoticeable shiver to the brisk nature that was coming on.
"I don't know about you but I'm feeling on getting a move on.. What do you say ...?"
--- Yes it was an invitation all the while she gave him a little look that silently said 'what should I call you?'. As she awaited he'd find she had walked up beside him about ready to pass by but paused looking up to him. Either way she was making moves whether he was coming with or not. It was cold and she felt warmer on the move. Besides if she lingered anywhere near the hospital any longer she was going to go back and it wouldn't be pleasant.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 29, 2014 12:40:54 GMT -5
Austin would watch her approach. It seemed she herself would loosen a little bit as she approached, casting her gaze toward him as she neared. The outlaw turned on his heels, walking at her pacr.shoulder to shoulder. He would glance around the dim park, before giving the girl a sideways look.
"I suppose I don't have anythin' better to do.
Austin would throw a glance behind them, partly because he was being paranoid and partly because as he turned back to look in the direction they were walking, those hazel hues would examine the girl's backside briefly. So what, he was a male. That's just what the guys did, wasn't it? However he tried not to make it too obvious.
"So what do you do for fun? Like to drink? I got a place near by if you wanna go. They won't ID us.. Drinks on me."
While he was attempting to be friendly, it wasn't like he was offering to pay for her. He got all his drinks free at 'The Wayfarer'. 'Snow White' here didn't know that though. As he walked, his hands would unzip the heavy jacket he was wearing to give himself a little air. This had allowed the leather Apex Warrior vest underneath to come into view, but the pistol underneath that still hidden.
"If you can even handle your liquor, that is.."
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 30, 2014 20:58:20 GMT -5
"Unless you'd prefer to sit around and sulk..Where's the fun in that right?"
--- Really where was the fun in sulking all day long when one could be doing so many other things? Drowning yourself in your own self misery was tiring. Not that Cereza was really all too familiar with that but she'd seen it enough to know she rather not waste her time. She hadn't particularly noticed his backwards glance and even if she did she wouldn't make a fuss about him checking her out. It wasn't vanity but yeah he was a guy. They were going to do it anyways. Due to her pea coat mostly covering his view wasn't the best of her latina asset but it was certain that it wasn't no where near flat. When his head returned forward she would glance just a little over her shoulder furthest from him. She didn't call it paranoia but caution. One never knew what might suddenly pop up on oneself. Luck favored the prepared at times.
"Well I wouldn't say I go drinking for fun, I could think of a few other activities that would draw a thrill."
--- Though she drank on the occasion she didn't it consider it a 'fun' activity. Unless one wanted to turn it into some sort of sport then well maybe. MAYBE. But she never drank herself into a stupor. She didn't fully answer his question but that didn't mean she wouldn't answer it at all. As they strolled through the light falling flakes she glanced his way noticing his vest as he opened his jacket. And then came the challenge or that's how she saw it at least. She paused in mid step and faced him completely with a smirk and a little gleam in her eyes.
"Well now, that sounded like a challenge."
--- He wasn't the only one who knew a place. She had a joint she frequented and it wasn't necessarily for the drinks. Since the way she had been feeling earlier it wouldn't be a bad idea to go there just in case she felt like acting upon her previous thoughts before running into him. She would give him a little playful nudge on his chin before turning on her heels and walking again with a smile, glancing over her shoulder.
"I accept..You're not the only one with a little spot.. Come on, it's three blocks this way. You can brag to me about your ranking."
--- She playfully winked and gave a little head motion to his vest before turning forward and leading the way.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 31, 2014 0:29:47 GMT -5
Austin couldn't help but keep smirking as he turned on his heels again and followed along behind her, his left thumb looped in his belt at the front of his pants, his right arm swaying slightly with each step. At least for the time.being he would push aside his past and let himself have a little fun. Christmas had never been his day, but he was going to try and find a way to enjoy himself this night.
Her last comment caused him.to look down, realizing she must have seen the vest he was wearing on underneath his jacket. Austin would shrug a little as he matched pace with his new acquaintance. Knuckles figured it wouldn't hurt to tell her a little bit about him and what he did. She had seen the vest already.
"Sounds like a plan.. And what's there to say? I run a charter for a motorcycle 'club'.. I'm the president, baby."
He would give a short.chuckle, before turning admire the female standing next to him, what little rays of light shown through the park illuminating the girl's face. He would speak after a second or so, throwing his own smart ass question out to her.
"What about you? Live in an apartment somewhere with seven midgets?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 31, 2014 14:21:09 GMT -5
--- At least they weren't walking through the park but on the edge. Still it was very poorly lit for them being a little more on the street side. But no matter she had walked shady parts of the city a great many times to really be so worried. Enemies or not. She was a big girl. She could take care of herself. The rays of little light would bounce off her face ever so slightly as the hat added a little extra shadow over her features. When he spoke his voice gave off a sense of pride and it peaked her interest.
"Oh. Well now look at you. El presidente ."
--- A natural Spanish accent slipped through as she spoke in one of the languages of her birthright. A little smile was given his way again. She loved the fast lane. Loved fast moving things. Motorcycles and fast cars were number on her list. She owned her own bike or two and part timed at a shop. She was a grease monkey that no one would suspect. His question was returned with a short chuckle and a smirk. He was gonna run with that all night long and she didn't mind. She actually wonder how many Snow White jokes he'd be able to pull out.
"That probably would be ever girl's dream right? Then again they were messy as all hell. Yeah no, probably not the best of dreams."
--- She playfully shuttered at the tonight and laughed.
"But no something a bit bigger."
--- This was about the first information she had given about herself as oppose to deflecting. Even then so it was minimal and not completely forthcoming.
"So señor Presidente, what do you ride? You come off like a Harley guy?"
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 1, 2015 0:14:04 GMT -5
Austin raised an eyebrow as she addressed him so. The corner of his mouth lifting slightly as he set his gaze ahead of them. She had been spot on when it came to the kind of motorcycle he road. He certainly didn't dress the part to ride a crotch-rocket, it just wasn't his style. He had always grown up around big, mean looking machines.
"That obvious, huh? Yeah. I got my dad's old Dyna Supa Glide.. I love it. You have no idea. When I ride, I feel free from everything on that bike.."
Austin could literally picture the bike when he closed his eyes, if he wanted to. He knew that bad boy like the back of his hand. His father had brought him up around it his whole life. It was his now and if he had a boy, it would be passed to him. Of course, he wasn't thinking about that kind of thing now. Austin had other things on his plate.
"And you, I don't take you as one of those 'cute' car girls. Something tells me you got some taste."
Austin's left hand would dip into his pocket again, pulling his cigarette pack up to his lips and pulling a loose butt out. His other hand would meet a lighter to it's tip and he would inhale the smoke. Blowing it away from his company. The outlaw cared little if she didn't like it when he smoked, she wouldn't like him if he didn't get that nicotine fix.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 1, 2015 20:02:24 GMT -5
--- As he spoke about his ride, Cereza could see the passion in his words. It meant a lot to him and trust she understood that. She had a thing or two that held a certain sentimental value, but Cereza wasn't one to be completely open about things. There were some things she said with truth and other things she completely deflected. This girl wasn't much of a sharer of self.
~Oh I might have an idea.~
--- Even if she wasn't truly sharing she understood that sense of freedom. Though for her everything associated with those values were a sense of thrill. Of excitement. Dangerous as it sometimes got she didn't care. She lived her life according to how she deemed fit. Maybe she wouldn't admit it out loud but the hat gave her a sense of closeness to her father. Picking up his thievery work all the more. Riding on her bike or even in her car gave her the same rush. It helped that one at least was her dad's, the Impala. Though she was often seen driving her Mustang from time to time. She glanced as he pulled a bud to smoke again. Yeah maybe she didn't particularly like it but she dealt with it. He wasn't the only smoker she had been around. At least he didn't blow it in her direction. Her eyes stood straight ahead as they were coming nearer to their destination.
"Dyna Super Glide huh? That's a nice ride. I got one at the shop I'm tinkering with."
--- By tinkering she meant fixing up. She was a surprise in a half.
"I got a Ducati sport classic 1000 and a '67 Impala."
--- Yes she did have taste. No she wasn't a cute car girl. But did he really expect either of those rides to come out of her mouth as to what she rode or drove? Honestly it was possibly doubtful as she wasn't that easy of a read. After she spoke she would make a right at an in block, an alleyway to be precise. Don't worry she wasn't leading him into some inescapable trap.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 3, 2015 16:46:25 GMT -5
"Well well, you're a little motor-head yourself, huh? If you ever need a hand with anything, let me know. We can work something out I'm sure.."
His words were spoken just as the female turned and entered into the alleyway. Those Hazel eyes would survey the darkness briefly to ensure she was not leading him into a trap. Austin was still going to be cautious around 'Snow White'. The outlaw still knew too little. However it seemed clear and he would soon follow in her wake once again.
"Oh noo, a dark alley.. Please don't take advantage of me!"
The tone in which he spoke was playful at most, as he continued to lead the way. Austin didn't know exactly where he was heading, but he was trusting her not to lead him somewhere he didn't want to be. His left thumb looped at the front his pants again as he observed the female walking a head of him. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't wait to down some alcohol. Austin needed this tonight.
"Just warning you, I like it rough. I'mma makr you work for it. Hah."
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 3, 2015 18:40:38 GMT -5
"If I ever think of something I'll let you know."
--- She spoke with a wink as she lead him in. There was no surprise at his potential caution as she was being quite hushed about giving away anything personal. If she was an easy read maybe it would've been better but yet there wouldn't have been any less caution. Cereza could be trouble at any given point that she wished. But it was Christmas after all, so maybe she would hold back a little. The day brought a little something anyways, she had her brother to blame for it. Who knew what the night was going to bring. Was she going to open up? That was probably unlikely. Though what if she went pass her tolerance level? What would happen then? What kind of girl would emerge? There was a time this question was answered which gave way to the reasoning she makes sure not to. Amused by his words she chuckled under her breath.
"Well then, cuffs sound good?"
--- Cereza returned his playful nature like she had most of their time together so far. She had no problem matching wit for wit no matter the innuendos. She glanced over her shoulder with a smile before she turned towards a door. Without words she turned the knob and pushed it open, the sounds from inside immediately roaring out. Yeah it was sound proof so it was never disturbing anybody and one would never know unless you had already been. It was a rather large bar that had enough space for a decent area for people to let loose and dance if they wanted. The tunes playing loudly from a jukebox. Though it was a little different tonight that even Cereza had to take a moment and pause with a perked brow. Seemed just slightly festive. Not overly where you wanted to walk out but she just never seen it like that at all. There was some garland hung about and plenty of people with Santa hats or even reindeer antlers. Everyone was clearly quite tipsy. But despite it all it seemed like so much fun was going on.
"Interesting. This is new."
--- She shrugged, shaking it off and walked in. Saul spotted her immediately from the bar. Was it really that hard? She was easier to spot than Waldo. Saul was the owner and main bartender. He stood about 6'1", physically fit. Looked like he trained constantly. He looked good for 30. Hey some people didn't look so good for that age.
"HEY! My little minx! I wasn't so sure you'd show tonight. Come here!"
"Hey Saul!"
--- She would give a little nod to her company to follow along as Saul came from behind the bar and practically scooped the girl right off her feet into damn near a bear of a hug. She had barely a chance to get her hands out her pockets. She ended up looking like a stiff board. He planted a huge kiss upon her cheek before setting her down a little heavily that it made her stagger in place before regaining her balance.
"Look at you. Beautiful as usual. And who is this you've dragged here hmm? I'm Saul. Welcome to the The Veil! You are?"
--- Cereza didn't even get in a word before Saul had just took it upon himself to introduce himself and so forth. He even placed himself between her and her company sticking his hand out for a shake. If he grabbed he would notice Saul's grip tightening and a look of playful caution in his eyes. So typical. Cereza knew what he was trying to do and she just shook her head. She'd pat Saul on the shoulder and coming around to the other side before her company would respond.
"When you're done having your little moment I'll be at the bar."
--- She would say placing a hand on her guests biceps before walking away beginning to undo her jacket. Boys will be boys. And she had a challenge to take on after all. Damn her pride. A few people guys and girls a like greeted her on her way and at the bar. She was little miss popular apparently.
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