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Post by Demeter on Mar 1, 2007 3:16:28 GMT -5
Rayned sighed as she twirled a sucker around in her mouth. Waiting in line for entrance into Asylum had to be the most boring thing in the world. Atleast she and the group she went out with on friday nights were near the front of the line this time. Rayne tugged at the sleeves of her coat and grumbled. All she wanted to do was dance and have a good time before work the next day. Standing in a line did not count as a good time.
Though standing in line did have some good points, she tought as she eyed the men guarding the main entrance to Asylum. It was the one on the right side of the door that had caught her interest. Not because he was good looking, which he was, but because of the hallow, tough look to him. That and he always seemed confused when anyone flirted with him. Her grandfather had told her that she had a sixth sense about other people and she just knew that this man was missing something in his life. Or he just needed to get laid. She been wrong about that missing something before.
Regardless of the man's need to get laid or not, Rayne had to remind herself to stay out of his problems. Birds and other animals were fine but people were expressly off limits. She still had the bruises from the last time she tried to help someone.
Being slammed into a brick wall not only hurt but led to a colorful array of bruises along her shoulders. Not to mention the collection on her knees and sides. She'd gained those bruises from trying to help out an abused wife. Her husband had not reacted favorably to her helping the woman out and had used fists and force to make his opinion known.
Once she'd found her wits, Rayne had used her staff on the man knocking him flat on his back and out cold. After that she'd vowed to not help people unless they asked her first. Not that her vow lessened her near instinctual urge to want to help people.
The fact that going up to this man and saying "hi, I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be lacking something emotionally. I would like to help you find that emotional something. Let's have coffee" seemed like a bad idea that helped keep her insticts at bay.
Rayne signed again as the crowd shuffled foward and pulled the sucker stick from her mouth. There was still a ball of candy on it so she stuck the sucker back into her mouth and twirled it around. When a shout was issued from somewhere behind her, Rayne groaned. Her groan turned into a yelp when someone shoved into her back. The bruises there were still painful and the muscles had knotted up from sleeping in weird positions.
Rayne swallowed down the pain but couldn't help yelping again when an elbow dug into the tender flesh of her back, right between her shoulder blades. The crowd was pushing and shoving to make room for the fight that had broken out between two men a few yards away from her.
The Custos part of her was snarling, wanting to be let out and give those men a pounding but she'd always been taught to never unleash any side in the middle of a public space.
Rayne fought against the crowd, trying to move forward, away from from the jumble of limbs that sought to bump into her. She knew that she had to be whitefaced and she was dizzy. She hadn't taken any sort of pain medication, hating the way her mind was fuzzed over by the chemicals and now she was paying for it. Those bruises were deep and still a dark blue color. The elbows always seemed to find the soft spots.
Rayne eventually fought her way to the empty space behind the rop that blocked off the entrance. The group of bounces were already handling the fight but that one man, the one that lacked something emotionally, was still standing guard at the doorway. Rayne looked at him as her mind took a sick, slow turn. She'd passed out from pain before and she was pretty sure that she was about to plant her face into the cement at the man's feet. she looked at him, whimpering when her vision blurred and four lookalikes took the man's place at the door. "I sure hope you know how to catch," she mangaged to croak before her body pitched foward while her eyes rolled backwards.
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Post by Maira on Mar 3, 2007 14:10:23 GMT -5
Liam had been working at the Asylum for a couple weeks and by now he'd gotten used to the crowds that gathered outside before the club opened. The fight that started tonight though, he had no experience with and the other bouncers ran off to handle it ordering Liam to guard the door. The lion grumbled and growled at their lack of confidence in him but did as he'd been told. Up until about a month ago he'd been quite used to taking orders and it was a very easy habit to slip back into. Plus, he didn't think that his way of handling those involved in the fight would go over too well with the general public...
Taking a few deep breaths to get his temper, and his lion side Sakhir, under control Liam watched all the shoving and shouting and just glared at the crowd in general when they started shoving closer to the door to get away from the other idiots. Suddenly a woman was before him, he wasn't sure just where she came from, and she was horribly pale. The nxt thing he knew, she was saying she hoped he knew how to catch and hen she passed out!
In an instant Sakhir and Liam jumped to grab her before she hit the ground. Once they had caught her, Sakhir went back to just watching and left poor Liam completely utterly confused as to what to do with the unconcious female. He looked behind him as the club doors opened and more bouncers came out, one of them gestured with his head at Liam to take the girl inside so that's what he did.
The club was still quiet as he entered and he was able to make his way quickly across the empty dance floor. Coming to a door that was marked "Employees Only" he juggled the girl a bit so he could get a hand free to turn the handle and then shoved through once it was open. He made his way to the low-lit employees lounge and gently depositted the unconcious girl on the lone couch in the room. Not sure what to do next, he grabbed a soda out of the fridge and sat at the table across the room from her and watched her for any signs of waking.
((ooc: I'll post Liam's bio soon... I have it all handwritten and just need to actually type it up and post it))
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Post by Demeter on Mar 6, 2007 1:33:01 GMT -5
Ish, her head hurt as if it had been slammed into brick wall, not her back. And that went for her while body. Rayne groaned and turn her head to the left. She was in a strange room. On a strange couch. And, she could see it just out of the corner ofher eye, in a room with a strange man. Rayne scrambled up into a sitting position and whimpered when both head and stomach rolled.
Rayne glanced around the room and clutched her hand against her stomach. "Oh god, I think I'm going to be sick," she said before running another glance around the room. She saw no bathroom and no handy trashcan. Maybe the second helping of her mother's ravoli hadn't been a good idea.
When the strange man shoved a trashcan into her hands, Rayne leaned over it and dry heaved. Nothing came up but more pain. She dropped the bucket to the side of the couch, and flopped back onto the couch. "I still feel sick. Did someone ram an elbow into my stomach?" she muttered to herself and reached a hand down to grip the side of the trashcan just in case her stomach revolted again.
Eventually, her stomach did rebel and emptied itself of dinner. Rayne straighten from leaning over the couch and used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth free of spit and bile. "And now I feel better," she said, having forgotten about the strange man, and sat back on the couch.
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Post by Maira on Apr 7, 2007 16:06:09 GMT -5
Liam hadn't been watching the girl long, the music hadn't started out in the club yet, when she finally seemed to be coming to. Judging by the sudden draining of color from her face when she bolted upright, Liam took a wild guess and gently shoved a trashcan into her hands. At this point Liam's training and upringing indicated he should just walk away from the girl and leave her to take care of herself. For some reason though, he just couldn't leave her. He did however return to his seat across the room to give her some space.
When she finally did more than dry heave, Liam cringed at the smell more than the action or the sound. Whatever she'd had for dinner hadn't fully digested and above the smell of stomach acid, his lion nose picked up a hint of pasta sauce and meat. Luckily for him, he hadn't eaten yet...
When she muttered to herself about feeling better and she leaned back on the couch, Liam cleared his throat and asked quietly, "Do you need to see a doctor?" He was asking more to cover the club's ass than out of concern for the girl but he supposed it probably sounded like he cared. He didn't even know the girl, why -would- he care? He was only watching her as closely as he was just in case she was going to faint again or be sick again.
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Post by Demeter on Apr 18, 2007 21:16:23 GMT -5
"God, no doctors please. My brother is one and he's already poked and prodded at me and probably do another round of proding when i come home looking like this" Rayne grumbled as she slowly pushed her way up. "Did someone smack those idiots upside the head. I swear if they were fighting about something idiotic, like sports, I'll have more done to them then just a smack upside their heads."
Rayne stood up, whincing when her head spun around and she quickly sat back down. "She held a hand out to the guy across the room when he started to get up. "No, don't get up. Just stood up a little too fast. You the guy who caught me? Thanks for that. Now, if you would be so kind as to get me a cab or something. Wait...god....I only have enough cash to cover the cover of this place. Gods, how am I going to get home now?"
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Post by Maira on Apr 18, 2007 23:15:48 GMT -5
Liam watched the girl, becoming increasingly more uncomfortable as she talked. There was just something about her demeanor that rubbed him a little wrong. When she started asking rhetorical questions about how she was going to get home, Liam just watched her cautiously. He couldn't tell if this were a psychotic episode related to the fainting or if she was just generally this spazzy...
As if on cue, one of his co-workers came into the breakroom and nodded to the woman before walking over to Liam. Speaking softly, Bryant told Liam, "Take her to the doctor or take her home. Just please whatever you do don't let her out of your sight until she's with doctors or family. Those idiots outside got arrested after they took out a couple more people so we're already under the microscope." The man was about to turn and leave when Liam answered just as quietly, "I don't have a car Bryant, how do you expect me to get her anywhere?" Bryant shrugged and answered, "You caught her, she's your responsibility now." Then he did turn and leave.
Liam sat staring at the door as it closed behind Bryant's back for a few moments before turning his attention back to the girl. Clearing his throat, Liam asked, "Do you need cab fair? I can help with that but the club says I have to go with you wherever you are going to make sure you get there safely." He was obviously leery about the idea but likely not for the reasons that Rayne would have thought. Why couldn't he just let this girl fend for herself like he was raised? The longer he was away from the Pride, the more he realized how outside the "norm" they lived...
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Post by Demeter on Apr 19, 2007 18:36:24 GMT -5
Rayne strained to listen to the talking men, seeing as they were probably talking about her. She only managed to catch the words home, cab, and door. When one left, leaving her alone with her recuser. She turned to him. "Walk me home please. I don't want my family freaking out. If they see me walking up with some strange guy, they'll just assume I wanted to be alone with said strange guy."
Rayne wobbled around in a small circle. "I hate people. This is why I work with animals. People make concious choices, animals act on inscinct." Rayne turned to look at the other occupant of the room. "So, do I have to walk home alone?" she asked while tugging on the hem of her coat. "Cause I live on the outskirts of town, in the old, historical area."
Rayne knew what lay between the club and her home. The bad part of town, where no one should walk alone. There were people who could walk through those streets alone, like her aunt Dream. Most people took ten very big steps backwards at a very fast pace from Dream.
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Post by Maira on Jul 29, 2007 2:20:00 GMT -5
It didn't take Liam long to come to the conclusion that this girl was indeed always this spazzy. He listened to her talk for a while and when it seemed she was done he answered her, "I have been told to see you home or to the doctor safely, if that means walking you home that's what I'll do."
His tone was very business-like as he said it but in his head, Liam was wondering just what she'd meant by her family would assume she'd want to be left alone with the strange man. He eventually decided that this was just another quirk non-Pride people had.
((ooc: crappy i know, sorry!))
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Post by Demeter on Nov 24, 2007 0:08:36 GMT -5
Rayne led the way home. It took a good thirty minutes on a busy night so she knew they'd be walking for a while. Once they were out of the club district, Rayne turned to Liam. "So, tell me about yourself. I'm not going to walk in complete silence." Rayne stepped around a puddle and turned so that she was walking backwards.
"Come on, buddy, this is gonna be a long, quiet walk if you don't start talking, I'm just gonna have to start talking about completely random things. Like Dr. Newbian, the vet I work for. Completely useless except when he's caring for animals. Has no sense of the term body odor. I swear he only takes a couple of showers each week."
Rayne kept walking backwards, trusting that this guy would warn her if she was about to fall off the sidewalk or anything else. "And then there is the other people I work with..."
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Post by Maira on Dec 1, 2007 1:47:38 GMT -5
Liam had been enjoying the night as much as he could in a hectic booming college town. There were so many people, so many smells, so many possible threats. The last thing he needed was for something to jump out of one of the alleys while he tried to walk this girl home.
Then the girl started chattering away. She even started walking backwards while she was talking. Liam just didn't know what to do or say even when she prodded him for information. He actually found her a bit amusing. She was very animated and so totally unlike any other female he'd grown up with. He was slowly coming to realize that his 'family' was not normal and that what -was- considered normal was just incredibly strange.
When she took a breath, Liam decided to oblige her and told her in his slightly guarded tone, "My name is Liam and I grew up in Arizona with a big... extended family." That was all he really knew what to say without going into too many details. And anyway, details weren't his specialty.
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Post by Demeter on Dec 1, 2007 1:57:12 GMT -5
Rayne's first question was "How big of an extended family? Cause I've got a huge family. My mom is one of eight children! Eight! And then I'm just one of five children and most of my aunts of children. And then their is my sister Saiyuri. And my brother Oberon. Okay, So I'm really one of seven children."
Rayne, spun around so that she wasn't walking backwards and clasped her hands behind her back. She winced as the muscles in her back protested. "So, how extended is your extended family? And Arizona? Arizona must be interesting. I've spent my entire life here. Well, most of my life. I've visted Europe and other countries but that's about it really. What about you? Have you ever visted another country?"
Rayne used a light pole to spin herself around in a circle. Her body's natural healing abilities had already numbed the pain in her back so she allowed herself the movements. "It's a pretty nice night, isn't it? I mean, it's not raining or hailing or anything. Not even a cloud in the sky." Rayne spun in circles with her arms raised. Laughing she lowered them and grinned at Liam.
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Post by Maira on Jan 5, 2008 2:40:19 GMT -5
"Well," he started slowly, "I am one of many... cousins, is I guess what you'd call them, but I don't have any siblings." Then he listened to her as she rattled on more about her family. When she started asking more questions he just kept walking in silence. The sound of her voice, softer than most he knew from growing up, was strangely soothing to him.
Once she started rambling randomly about the weather, he couldn't help but smile slightly. Her little twirl around the light pole also caught his attention though he wasn't exactly sure why. She was a very odd woman, definitely not like any of the females he grew up with.
"This is actually the first place I've ever been besides where I grew up," he eventually answered Rayne. She had asked so many other questions but he just didn't really want to answer. He was not big on talking in general, and even less so about himself.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 9, 2011 19:18:59 GMT -5
Rayne could only blink at the man. "Really? You've never been anywhere? I mean, I knew it was possible that someone could not go anywhere but I've never actually met anyone like that." Rayne scampered up to Liam and stared up at his face. "What's it like?"
When he answered, Rayne felt her eyes grow wide. "I just can't imagine not going anywhere. Sounds really boring. Well, it's good that you left and that you found me. I can take you just about anywhere."
She skipped a few paces ahead before turning back to Liam. "So, what are you anyways? I just can't quite put my finger on it. I'm guessing feline of some sort. My sister Saiyuri is a Leopard and she won't let you forget it. I suppose I should give the girl a break, since she grew up believing that she was just a Leopard."
Rayne just smiled at the man, enjoying the way he seemed so flustered around her. "We're going to be the best of friends, Liam. I can just tell."
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Post by Maira on Jun 20, 2011 14:28:20 GMT -5
When Rayne asked what it was like to have never gone anywhere but where he grew up, Liam told her flatly, "I never knew an different so it didn't bother me at the time. Now that I left and have come here, well, things take a lot of getting used to I guess." What was it about this woman that got him to talk so openly? She was beginning to get on his nerves with all her questions and her strange way of getting him to answer those questions, however she was doing it.
She delcared that his life was boring, then that he was lucky to have met her and Liam's left eyebrow crept up his forhead. Oh really. She sure was confident. And skipping... She really was very very odd...
Before he could think better of it, Liam answered Rayne's next question, "Yes I'm feline, a lion actually. Not a mountain lion like the ones around here but an actual lion. So far as I can tell I'm the only one in this city." And then she smiled at him, which surprisingly elicitted a smile from him in return, and told him in no uncertain terms that they were going to be best friends. A small laugh even managed to escape Liam as he shook his head in amusement before answering her, "If you say so Rayne."
Something inside of him that had been closed until now started to open, unnoticed by Liam, and fleetingly he admitted to himself that maybe it would be nice to have a friend. There was a first time for everything after all.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 20, 2011 18:58:45 GMT -5
For the rest of the journey, Rayne quietly walked next to Liam, occaionally pointing out some interesting thing that he had to check out. There was also a memorable moment when a pack of reapers chasing a renegade fallen had run across their path. Instead of screeching and jumping on Liam, Rayne had calmly stuck out her foot and tripped up the fallen. And watched impassively as the reapers had leapt on the poor thing.
She'd then dragged Liam around the pile of reapers but not before calling out that someone should say Hi to her Auntie Dream for her. Of course, she just smiled at Liam when he looked at her. She really did enjoy the odd looks he had been sending her way.
When they reached the gated front of her family home, she turned to the lion. "This is me," she said while pointing at the house behind her. "I guess this means you get to go back to work now which really sucks. Why don't you come by the next time you have a day off and we can go do something. Here, I'll give you my number."
Rayne pulled a pen from her purse and grabbed Liam's hand. Tongue caught between her lips, Rayne wrote down her phone number on Liam's palm with a felt-tip pen. When finished, she capped the pen and smiled up at Liam. "There, now you know someone. And I'm warning you, if I don't hear from you, I will track you down. I have my ways and I'm going to drag you all over the place. Making your life un-boring."
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Post by Maira on Jun 29, 2011 19:00:55 GMT -5
He wasn't sure what finally prompted Rayne to walk in near silence but he was almost glad for it. She was a very interesting girl, but she was also a bit more than he was used to. The females he grew up with were just as quiet and serious as he was (at least when he was around) so Rayne's constant chattering was not something he was exactly comfortable with.
As the reapers and the fallen ran toward them, Liam did have to admit he was surprised that Rayne stuck her foot out to trip the fallen rather than jump on him to save her. Then again, he realized he really shouldn't have been surprised considering the trouble she seemed quite prone to getting into. What did cause one of his eyebrows to raise was her calling after the reapers for one of them to say "hi" to her aunt. Heaven help anybody that ever really did any harm to Rayne if her aunt was a reaper. Liam had never had any personal interactions with them but since moving to this city he'd heard a fair amount about them.
He was still thinking about the reapers when Rayne stopped in front of a very large house with an eight foot tall wrought iron fence surrounding the property. There was even what he assumed was the family crest on the gate. Just the sight of such a fence had Liam involuntarily taking steps backwards away from the thing. He would -never- be in a cage again, no matter how pretty the package it appeared to be to everybody else. His family's compound, the land that belonged to the Pride, had been surrounded by fence too. Chain link with razor wire at the top, so not nearly as classy as the black iron, but just as much a cage.
He would have kept backing away all the way across the street except Rayne grabbed his hand. If she'd been anybody else he would have gripped her hand and thrown her for daring to touch him. But she was who she was, a strange girl that fascinated him in a way that no other had, so instead he choked down the growl that was starting to rumble in his throat and waited to see what she was going to do now that she had ahold of him. When all she did was scribble what he assumed was her phone number on his hand he tried to release the tension in his body.
At the girl's words, Liam just looked at her. She really was going to make his life less boring but he wasn't sure if it was going to be a good thing or not. When he finally got his hand back from her, Liam shoved both hands in his pockets and told her, "If you say so Rayne." Then he nodded to her and started to back away. "Goodnight, and be safe."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 29, 2011 19:16:31 GMT -5
Rayne, completely ignoring the cousins and neices and nephews she was supposed to be watching (because, really, that pack of nutballs would get into trouble even if they were being watched) , sat on the grass of the front yard and pondered Liam. It had been ten days since the walk home and she'd head seen one speck of him or heard a single peep. Rayne was not used to being ignored, intentionally or not.
She'd told him that she'd hunt him down if he didn't show himself on his day off. Once could assume that the man worked 24/7 but she somehow doubted it. He had to sleep, didn't he?
Bouncing upright, with a plan starting to bubble in her mind, Rayne unloaded the brats onto her mother and ran to her room. After digging out the cloths she'd worn that weekend, Rayne scrambled back downstairs and outside. She climbed over the fence, which was really kept closed in a futile attempt to keep the brats inside the yard, and dropped to the sidewalk.
She summoned up a couple of Hellhounds and offered the clothing to them. Once they had the scent, and she'd swatted them on their heads when they just looked at her, Rayne told them to seek out Liam. She followed the hounds as they ran down the trail.
They led her past the club, no Liam there...much to early for that. She trailed them through stores and parks and around to one of the few extended stay hotels in the city. She waved to the desk people as she followed the hounds up the stairs. The front desk agents were much to used to the strange ongoings of the city to comment on this.
When the hounds sat outside a third floor door, she sent them back to the kennels and politely knocked on the door. When it opened to reveal a grumpy Liam, she just smiled. "Told ya I'd track you down if I didn't hear from you. Come on, you are coming to dinner and I'm not taking no for an answer."
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Post by Maira on Jun 30, 2011 0:48:25 GMT -5
After he'd dropped Rayne off at her house, Liam had only walked around the corner before letting the lion take over. Sure it totally ruined his clothes but he needed away from that fence and all the memories it brought screaming to the forefront of his mind. Once Sakhir was running free, he ran far and fast. A full grown male lion running through the middle of town was sure to draw attention so he stuck to alleys and shadows until he'd reached the outskirts of town. In almost no time at all he was running through the trees of the nearby forest and trying in vain to forget the horrible place he'd left behind.
*****
The guys at the club had given Liam knowing looks when he'd come in the night after he'd walked Rayne home. Liam just went along with their misguided ideas of what the two of them had done once he'd gotten her home. If they wanted to think he'd finally gotten lucky then at least they'd hopefully quit shoving random girls at him. Liam just really didn't understand their constant obsession with sex. It had been drilled into him that unless cubs were wanted sex was nothing but a distraction and as he was still trying to get settled into a new city and a new life the last thing he needed was a distraction.
Along that train of thought of not needing a distraction, Liam hadn't been able to decide what to do about Rayne. She said that she wanted them to be friends, and threatened to hunt him down if he didn't get in touch with her but he really had no idea how to handle her. She was constantly talking, constantly moving, and even without the prospect of sex (because it never even crossed his mind) she was the walking definition of "distraction".
One thing that made it even harder to decide what to do about Rayne was that he'd lost her phone number that she'd scribbled on his hand that night. When he'd shifted and taken off through the city and then the forest any chance that what she'd written on him would still be there when he shifted back was gone. If he'd still had her number maybe he would have called but there was no way he could go back to her house with that cage-like fence to talk to her face to face.
Because of the lost phone number and his hesitation to go back to her house, Liam had just let dealing with Rayne slide. He hadn't realized just how many days it had been and when he smelled something dangerous coming toward the door of his hotel-room-turned-apartment it didn't even occur to him that Rayne had come looking for him. All he knew was that the dangerous something had stopped at his door and he was trying to decide if he needed to fight or make for the back door. He'd just about decided to shift into his hybrid form and take on whatever had come to find him when it just dissappeared. The scent lingered for only a moment and then was gone. The light knock on the door shocked him a bit and Liam prowled from where he'd been standing in the kitchen area and undid the chain lock and the deadbolt. He opened the door only far enough to see who was at his door, and then let it open the rest of the way when he saw Rayne smiling at him.
He knew he was glaring at her, and frankly he didn't care. It had been months since he'd felt threatened in any way and the fact that his fingernails had been replaced by dagger sharp claws, which were now cutting into the palms of his clenched fists, showed just how close he'd been to attacking what had come to his door. He prided himself on his control and in doing what she had done, Rayne had shot his control to hell.
He may not have been able to control the partial shift, but he'd been able to stop the growl of frustration with her when Rayne in no uncertain terms told him he was going to dinner with her. Instead he just asked her, "Shall I go shirtless and in my boxers or will you at least allow me to change?" Okay, so maybe that was a bit snarly too but it was better than actually growling at her right?
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Post by Demeter on Jun 30, 2011 1:05:25 GMT -5
Rayne blinked at the man before grinning at him. She glanced up and down before shrugging. "I certainly wouldn't mind but I think most resturants have rules about being dressed. With is a pity." Rayne wiggled her way around Liam and into the room. She sat herself down on the rumpled bed and just smiled. "I can wait." She could only giggle with the harrassed looked man scooped up clothing and bolted into the bathroom.
She wouldn't inflict her family on him just yet. They were legion and she just knew the poor man would run for the hills the moment they stared in on him. Rayne plopped backwards and stared at the ceiling for a moment before pulling out her phone and calling up a game. She said she'd wait but she'd never really been a patient person. There were always things that needed to be done.
When the Lion emerged from the bathroom, Rayne waited long enough for him to put some shoes on before grabbing him by the arm and pulling him from the room. "Finally!" she cried while hauling him down the hallway, "I'm starving. How do you feel about hamburgers? Cause, honestly, you just don't seem like the type of guy who even considers vegtables a food."
She pulled Liam along, either completely ignore just how annoyed and grumpy he was or just not noticing those little facts, until she reached a small, mom-and-pop hamburger joint. She glanced at the menu tapped to the window and shoved Liam in. "This will do", she annouced before pushing him into a red vinyl covered booth.
Rayne sat herself on the opposite bench and leaned forward, arms crossed and on the table. She rambled off orders for the both of them, the works, when the waitress came by. When the girl wandered off, Rayne scooted forward a tiny bit and looked at Liam. "So, tell me about yourself and why you didn't call me. I did warn you what would happen if you didn't."
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Post by Maira on Jul 2, 2011 17:55:30 GMT -5
The girl was a freaking whirlwind! He'd barely emerged from the bathroom, had just put his shoes on, and she was dragging him out the door. He almost didn't have a chance to grab his wallet and keys off the table by the door but he managed to snag them right before she shut the door behind them. He resisted the urge to hiss at her as she practically shoved him down two flights of stairs and along the sidewalk to the nearest burger dive she could find.
Only once she'd cornered him in a booth and had given their orders to the waitress did Liam finally give in to his grouchiness and he just stared at her with his arms crossed across his chest. She was talking, again, and he seriously just wanted to shout at her to shug up. He nearly did but the waitress came back with glasses of water and a basket of steak fries for them to munch on until their burgers were ready. Liam happily took a drink of the icy water and munched on a couple fries.
He continued to give Rayne the silent treatment until their burgers and another basket of fries arrived. When the waitress left, Liam turned his attention to Rayne and finally told her, "If you ever bring whatever it was you used to track me to my door again without warning I will not hesitate next time to come out fighting. I do -not- enjoy feeling threatened." To keep himself from growling Liam took a bite of his burger. The flavor was surprisingly good so he took another bite before talking to Rayne again.
"Okay, as for why I didn't call you I lost your phone number and the fence at your house made me uncomfortable." Admitting weakness of any kind was hard for Liam to do, he hoped Rayne realized that... After another couple bites of his burger Liam asked her, "What do you want to know about me? If its something I don't want to share I won't but otherwise I'm pretty much an open book."
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