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Post by ISABEAU MCKINNON on Sept 27, 2011 20:47:40 GMT -5
Isabeau had taken to hanging around larger cities. She knew it was silly to think that an agent was going to pop out of nowhere and be hired on the spot, but she also knew that the small towns like Celestic were just not enough for a girl who wanted to hit the big time. Maya had been called to work, and it had left Isabeau with hours to kill. Which was why, as stated, she had taken to hanging around in larger cities. Even amongst a crowd of hundreds of different people, her turquoise hair stood out like a sore thumb, and she felt gazes on her quite a bit. Where most people would have flinched at the attention, Isabeau just smiled right back. Being noticed came with fame, and that was something she would have to learn to live with.
Oh, and boy did she want to live with it.
She patterned her steps, practically skipping them as she moved. Her body danced around the footpath as she dodged in and out of people, ducking occassionally when someone swept past with something in their hand. More than once she was nearly knocked out, but a quick twirl saved her. Dancing was her life. She loved jogging and swimming too, but when it came to it, there was nothing like moving to a rhythm and feeling it pull you from deep inside. After more time and distance had passed than Isabeau had anticipated, she found herself on the outskirts of the big city, looking back at Hearthome with the feeling she had concquered something that day. Sure, it was just a city and it's many people, but it had been fun to move so freely.
She heard someone shout from not too far away, and she whipped around to see them smile and give her a thumbs-up in approval. Big cities were always the best places for stars in waiting, she decided then. Pulling her glasses out of her satchel, she slipped them on and looked around for a familiar face of some description. She had friends everywhere, she thought, and if she could find one of them to spend the day with that was all the better. Especially since Maya's boring work had stolen her, and she couldn't go boy-teasing without her. Well, not properly anyhow.
Her body quickly tugged her back into motion however, not used to standing still for so very long, and she began to move along the less-crowded parts of the footpath in search of something or someone to entertain her. Surely someone would be around soon.
TAGGED Sawyer WORDS 433 NOTES Sorry it's short~ SHe can whack into him or something if you want. xDD
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Post by sawyer on Oct 12, 2011 0:36:39 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:500px, bTable][atrb=style, width:120px;][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][style=background-color:#333333; height:100px; width:100px; padding:10px;] [/style] | [bg=#33333]♚ the masquerader | [atrb=valign,top][bg=#d7d7d7][style=padding:10px; text-align:right; font-size:10px; line-height:13px;][/style] | [bg=#e7e7e7][style=text-align:justify; font-size:10px; line-height:13px; padding:10px;]♔ CHARLIE PURRED, his pale blue eyes examined to two girls starring up at him with a hungry look. Easy targets, people in big cities were willing to believe just about anything. He would tell them that he was a famous underwear model and they were practically begging to undress him. It didn't matter that they hadn't actually ever seen his face on billboards or in magazines, but if he claimed it to be true most of them would believe him wholeheartedly. Too easy.
Charlie was one of Sawyer's favored disguises, sure there was also Fedor or Xavier, but neither of them really helped him to be what he wanted to be... brave. It wasn't like Charlie was a different personality, but it was like giving a sixteen year old girl a wine cooler. Perhaps there wasn't enough alcohol to get her drunk, but the idea that she could be was enough to spur him on. "Now, now ladies. I would hate to let you two walk all the way home on your own, perhaps you need an escort?" He winked and they squeaked with excitement. The little part of him that was Charlie hated having Beau around more than anything, before her he would have had these girls in a heartbeat. No strings, just sex, but then she came along. Beautiful and confident and she didn't even have to wear a disguise to act that way. Sawyer couldn't help but feel a bit jealous.
There was a loud yell that captured Sawyer's attention and he spotted her. Beau! Speaking of the blue devil herself. Charlie's smirk transformed into a shier Sawyer smile and he looked down at the two girls again. "Sorry... I have to..." Not really caring to finish the thought he strolled toward Beau. He watched her carefully, it was unlike her to stand still, but maybe the yell had caught her attention too? He weaved through the crowd with the skill of a true city kid, but even so he ended up losing her after a moment. "Dammit." He muttered softly, the sound of his alter-ego's name was being yelled through the crowd and Sawyer felt the overwhelming need to make a run for it.
After a few moments of weaving through the crowd and into the quieter side streets of the city he finally allowed himself a moment to walk. His blue eyes turned upward to search the buildings for familiar features, but he found nothing. Where the hell was he? A tiny twinge of worry spread through him, Sawyer always hated being in quiet places like this on his own. It reminded him of his childhood, and he couldn't say that the memories were very happy ones. Turning his attention back to the street in front of him he tried to adopt Charlie's persona once again. People didn't mess with someone that looked confident in his experience so he would be exactly that. A chameleon blending into his surroundings to avoid being singled out. Then out of the blue 'SLAM'. Charlie growled turning his sharp gaze to the the person that he'd walked into, but Sawyer quickly recognized the pretty face and turned bright red. "S-sorry Beau..."
NOTES;; Sorry not my best! ^^; I sort of PP'ed to get them to run into each other, so if you have an issue feel free to scold me and make me change it. I don't mind!! [/style] |
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