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Post by Italian Ale on Oct 14, 2007 6:29:55 GMT -5
His icey blue eyes scanned the area to see if there was anyone around to come and annoy the living hell out of him, for that would surely and most easily tick him off. He walked calmly towards the edge of the water, and sat down gently watching the water come in and out in a never ending continual motion.
A small cool wind whipped up and it made the atmosphere almost more peaceful. Scorpion looked out blankly at the sea, and the gorgeous sunset which filled the sky with diverse reds, yellows and oranges. It gave the whole atmosphere and eery romantic feeling which made Scorpion sneeze in disgust.
The sand reminded him of when he was a pup and how the stupid scorpion had stung him, he remembered everything of it and it made him hate the stupid insect much more. As the wind blew harder Scorpion was forced to blink and shut his eyes to avoid the sand entering in them and blinding him.
From a far distance you could spot Scorpion out, as his white pelt stuck out to the yellow sandy colored beach and the deep blue of the evening sea. His body absorbed the last rays of the sun, and his pelt turned many different shades from the diverse colors of the rays.
He sighed, reopening his eyes and lying down then resting his head on this paws which were outstretched before him. His body hit the sand with a soft thump making some of the sand move away to the side with the wind. He sat wondering what Sin was up to, and if he had brought another toy for him or the other males in the pack. The thought of having another b*tch pleased him, he wanted to hear her screams. Honestly they were so stupid. He shook his head and looked at the waves and listened to the sound of them as they crashed onto the shore. |
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Post by {CHARLIE! on Oct 14, 2007 10:48:33 GMT -5
In honest truth, Charlie hadn't an exact reason for taking her stroll on the beach. If anyone'd asked her such, she'd have a simple and unexcusing answer of ' beats me'. Blimey, she was creative with her speech. The sun, dimmer then ever since that horizon was coving it mostly, shone with a radiant advances of the rainbow - yellows, red, oranges, purples, etc. Charlie took a deep, exposed breath as she walked alongside the water with her steps crossing one another timidly, but with a born cockyness that she'd supressed from birth. Finally, she saught him out in the oddity that was his pelt against the common and calming color of the sea and sand. This creature that would seemingly be called a 'freak of nature' seemed so normal and conclusive to the world, but Charlie couldn't sit and watch the view.
Being so caught up in the scenery, she'd become totally oblivious to the fact that someone other then herself was in the exact area that she'd come to relax in and even though he seemed to be doing the same, she'd still been ignorant of his being there. It was evident that she'd scold herself a million times over later on in the day when she was by herself, as always, and no batty wanker could spy on her. Then again, thinking about it, she didn't have a reason to fret over some pity soul laying in the middle of a beach as long as any pent up rage wasn't set solely upon her since she was a lone figure - a lone female - in the almost night. Charlie's footsteps were precautious and all the rage as she slid across the grould like some wily serpent after its meal. The effort of suprise wasn't what she was getting at though. Infact, she was simply being herself in this unusal and adjustable act. When alarmed, she simply went into caution mode just like any other creature bent on living for a couple more years.
Even after all this occured, she still had a portion of her mind upon that radical performance from the sun. That and how ignorant Rasul was for attempting to steal her food. Silly fool. Just moments ago, before she'd been caught up in this whole scenerio, she'd been at a place called home with a butcher's prime cut in tow and nothing stopping her from dining on such luxurious meat. Then he'd raced in like some paranoid freak announcing that he was her plentyful minion and would do anything for her. Trying to weasel a morsol out of her like she was dumb enough to 'share' with a mangy mutt as himself. No, she wasn't racist or anything in dog terms, but Rasul was one of the dirtiest, deceptful son of a bitches out here and she just simply couldn't bring herself to feed him with food she'd worked her ass off for. Therefore, she simply and easily declined his request with her reply being ' blimey, you're so unbelieveable I had to blink twice.' He mumbled his detest for her and her 'witty' comebacks and slunked out of her corner of delight.
It was entirely his fault, though, for thinking that she was one of those soft and corrupted females that so commonly roamed the streets. She was seldom taken advantage of and in the case of that most likely she didn't care for whatever was stolen. Otherwise, heads would be flying. Though back in the present, she was so lightly walking towards and past this artistic looking male with a sliding grin on her face as she glimpsed at him along the way of her passage. Normaly, she would've stopped and just sat down whilst ignoring his presence - yet something about this male didn't strike her fancy at the moment. It would seem that his appearance held a warranty for the moment he was crossed which left Charlie with less of a choice then to stroll by idly and give him a look to counteract his next move. As intruiging as it would've been to speak and converse with him, she just wasn't about to take a unwilling stroll down 'fight night' avenue.
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Post by Italian Ale on Oct 15, 2007 12:36:15 GMT -5
Scorpions ears pricked in the sudden change of scent, his nose twitched and he looked in the direction of the source. His cold and deadly eyes scanned the area and then came across a dark brown Rhodesian ridgeback female, and the sight of her made him smile. Boy, would Sin be happy to hear about another spotting of a female, besides with Scorpions charms, the lady would most probably want to talk to him and befriend him, only to then be taunted and teased and put to shame. Ahh he loved his life, being the beta had it's advantages, and though he and sin couldn't always get along, they mainly could get along now.
As his slender white body got up from the sandy beach, he stretched making his nails and his toes after his long legs stretch out before him and he let out a long yawn. Finished with the stretching he shook his head and started to trot off towards the female trying to look as elegant as he could.
With each elegant stride that he took his pink nose twitched more and more, picking out and distinguishing her scent and memorizing it for future reference. She didn't look gorgeous or extremely beautiful to him, no, but she was simple and pretty. He liked her, but he wasn't much in the mood for raping, besides Sin probably brought back a lovely toy for him or for his pals, and he wasn't going to waste much time with this one in front of him. He simply wanted to talk and flirt with her, wanting to play around some like he usually did to pathetic females. So without much further distance he stopped in front of her and looked at her body and memorizing every part of her too.
He wasn't going to be the first to speak, he probably seemed to her like some sort of freak of nature, so to say, or perhaps, like most of the cases, she actually found him attractive. Still by the way she looked, and how she didn't come running straight towards him, she probably thought the first one.
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Post by {CHARLIE! on Oct 15, 2007 18:28:23 GMT -5
Charlie;
One, one sick son of a gun
I'm crushin' you for fun
Don't find yourself on the wrong end
Of anything I've done
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It was apparently evident that she'd caught his interest, but then again it wasn't her first priority. He could've went back to being an idle figure living silently amonst her and she wouldn't have cared. Yet, this was better then nothing dispite the look he'd gotten in his eyes that'd spoke of something that could easily bring out her snide remarks. The look on her face wasn't that of disgust as one would proclaim towards a being of his oddity, but instead it was a sneer of creative thoughts that rampaged through her mind. On a regular basis she was underestimated and this, seemingly, was no difference. Oh well, might as well play the game whist she had a opponet.
Charlie watched him move towards her she got a little annoyed at his quick note to toy with her. Didn't he understand that she wasn't one of those blind eyed prats that normaly roamed the streets flaunting their estrus until a big bad male came and fucked them in the twat. Well, in anyase this wasn't the scenerio that Charlie was in the middle of. Infact, it would seem that his intentions weren't as bad as she'd have thought - though they still didn't fit her fancy quite. As he paused and stopped, obviously awaiting her to speak, she gave a rude and unsettling uprise of her muzzle to reveal just a couple of her teeth in a lipcurling sign of disgust. Someone'd smacked this bloke on the fanny just a little too many times.
Though, Charlie wasn't one to wait on impotent males to lower their unneeded, cocky barriers. "Bloody Nora, yer sure one helluva cocky bloke." This comment was subtile in her mind, being on the easy side of her insults and whatnot. Not that it was an insult, but she could've done much worse to his ego. Plus, it wasn't like she was lying. He was being such an arrogant fool. "lower y'r flags, laddie, i'm not into that whole thou 're my bitch scene" Charlie stated quite boredly, but with a air of seriousness that was hardly common in her. Being one of insulting and argumental nature, she was always with a grin or chuckle though this time was excessively different. She'd never been one of those 'lesser then me' chicks and if that was how he was going about life, he had her fucked up from the get go. No matter the sex - in charlie's case- she wasn't about to be hung upside down by some random male that'd seemingly been told he was the utmost shit. Never that.
Instead, she just gave him a quirk of her brow, challenging him to argue back with just one simple guesture. With no harm intended, Charlie was just warming up on her odd nature. It wouldn't be long, she presumed, before he got the deal and either left because she wasn't to his liking, or accepted her rebellious nature and set aside his demeaning ways. Either way she'd be fine, since she'd been alone most of her life anyway and nothing was different to this day. Sure, a pack would've been nice this time around, but then again she wasn't really stressing the subject. Charlie could live without the aggresive arrogance the leaders carried around, but she couldn't live without some type of socail interactions be it sepereate from packlife or not. She just knew it wasn't going to last long.
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Post by Italian Ale on Oct 16, 2007 5:27:49 GMT -5
Scorpion smiled 'warmly' tilting his head to the side as she spoke. He could tell that she wasn't from around here but he could understand her none the less. Her accent incuriosated her, and what she said about him hit him, making him start to get angry, but he had to keep his calm if he were to take her back with him.
Hell she had quite the airhead herself, he thought as he listened to the other words that she uttered. Was she intentionally asking HIM to lower HIS flag? oh boy that was something he didn't want to hear. He didn't care who this bitch was but he would attack her if need be, and it had been a while since he'd had a good fight.
Though something in him told him to try and be nice to her, then you can beat the shit out of her after. He was indeed very good at talking nicely to females or to anyone at that, then of course he would pull out his best part and rip their hearts or their hopes apart, and he enjoyed every part of it. So while he was still standing in front of her he was plotting a master plan.
He sat, his icey blue eyes still fixed on her, and he lowered his head. "I am sorry, if you believe me to be so cocky it was not my intention to make you think that i am so. I beg your pardon madam. I am Scorpion." His words came out gently and harmlessly, as though he was indeed just being a gentleman and that was exactly what he wanted her to think of him. He tilt his head to the side slightly lowering it as a sort of bow then he sat and looked at her, his eyes never leaving the lady.
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