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Post by Apollo White on Feb 20, 2010 11:16:07 GMT -7
Wandering around the bare streets, Apollo had his camera in hand, looking around and snapping pictures of random things that look good to him. Seeing the older buildings and dirt roads made him think of ideas for a good picture. He set his camera for the 20 second timer and set it on the ground, then ran down the road a little bit and stood there looking like he was just walking away from the world that he was living in. the camera snapped the picture and he ran back and looked at it. It was exactally what he saw in his head. He loved when the pictures came out just perfect.
Dawn had approached him and he grinned, this time was perfect for creepy effects in pictures. Apollo wandered around, seeing some dreepy buildings and weird looking windows and thought what he could use in the pictures. He could use a body, but he didnt want to use his own. This picture called for a young beautiful man. His facial features must be one of the best in the town, and he must have delicious eyes to make the picture look more creepy. Apollo smiled, but then it dissapated as soon as it came. There was no one around. He frowned and sat near a building and closed his eyes, starting to think to himself.
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Post by annette on Feb 20, 2010 11:59:18 GMT -7
Wearing a long black silk like trench coat, Annette was wandering down the streets of London. Her stone blue eyes gazed around the traffic, keeping a keen eye upon crossing the hectic city streets. A car honked at Annette's direction as she crossed the busy street; Brimming her eyes darkly without further gestures or words, Annette gave her glare to the driver who didn't seem to watch where he was going, and almost rammed right into her.
Hey watch where yer goin!
The driver yelled out the driver's window. Annette flipped him the bird knowing she had the right of way, and galred deeper at him as if daring him to get out of his car to fight her, but he drove past her with a frumpy look upon his face after allowing Annette to pass.
Asshole....
She whispered lightly to herself as she walked across the street, and onto the other side. Looking back to see where the driver was heading, her expression held stone cold, even as she flipped her face to look ahead of herself to only see a single guy with a camera sitting near a building with his eyes closed as if in deep thought.
She couldn't help but to stare at him, a good looking chap, and perhaps he was a bit younger than she was. Annette offered a cool like smile despite the young gent having his eyes closed, but her eyes rode of danger and adventure. Her expression dared him to peer up at her as she past him by, but she soon turned cheek to look ahead of herself to see where she was heading to, as she passed him with coolness. Her ears were open for any expression made by him...
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Post by Apollo White on Feb 20, 2010 14:33:36 GMT -7
Apollo sat there against the building for at least maybe 10 minutes before he heard something in the distance. He heard someone yelling and a car honking. Maybe someone was coming his way, maybe he could use them in his photography. He looked down the road but saw no one, so he just closed his eyes again, thinking, listening, smelling the air. He was trying to see if someone was on the way down the street.
As the woman walked past him, Apollo opened one eye and looked at her with a sofy smile across his face. he slowly got up and watched her walk away, he was quite flustered, but he followed her. "HEY!
[/i] He yelled at her hoping that she was going to stop, maybe she would be the wo(man) that he wanted in his picture. And by the way she looked, she looked as if she could work a fierce face and make the person viewing the picture fear what he sees. Maybe even fear her when they see her in real life. Apollo hoped that she would stop and turn around so he could get a better look of her face. He stopped walking and then decided to turn back around, maybe she would turn around and follow him back to the place where he was thinking. He would be very secretive and hopefully she would be interested in being shot for some photos.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by annette on Feb 20, 2010 15:31:00 GMT -7
Her mind began to slip into deep thoughts of her homeland Canada. She recalled her mother, and missed her very much even though they were not on the best of terms when she left. Annette was going to call her mother to let her know that evening that she ripped up her return flight ticket back to Toronto, and was staying here in London for until whenever she decided to go back home. Her thoughts kissed the walls of her rotting mind, too bad her thoughts were negative, and saw NO point in going back to shit-hole Canada, where the remainants of her life lay in shambles. Such a distraught outlook on her life, where she possibly would be on the ''missing person's milk carton in Ontario and throughout the rest of Canada Although she told her mother that she was going to Texas, she made second thoughts about calling her due to the fact of her massive lie. Annette was a secretive mastermind, a genious, but dared not flaunt her shit, or act suspicious, what was the point in doing so anyway?
Her thoughts were cut off with a yell from several feet behind herself. Her heart skipped a few beats, as she could have sworn she may have jumped right out of her flesh from the masculine chords that rang out through the open air. Stopping dead in her tracks she looked forward studying the tree that stood a few feet from her immidate left, and then turned around with clenched intense jaws as she faced the man who yelled in her direction. She was assuming it may have been the driver from the car, and was really looking to pick a fight with her. Not a good choice since she was third degree black belt in Nin-Jit-Zu.
A tough look about her gave her a dark aura about her, as she swung around to look to the man who shouted after her. It was the good looking chap that was sitting near the building whom she had passed several moments before hand. She perhaps had forgot about the guy, as it was of little importance since she never knew the man to begin with. Annette unclenched her body from a tense mode to a relaxed one, as she studied Apollo carefully; but to her demise he was walking away from her!
What the hell....
An odd expression soon shot across her features as she stood there watching him walk away from her. Was it him who yelled at her?
Of course dumbass it was him...
Her mind screamed at herself as she took a few steps forward, her eyes filled of curious feat, but yet suspicion altogether as well. She could feel her slim petite body growing tense once more as she proceeded onward after him, a slight tilt of her skull as she followed him several feet behind him, keeping a safe smart distance away.
What was this asshole up to?
Can I help you?
She called after him as he proceeded forth in his walking. Narrowing her gaze as she never got a responce she was ready for him, as she lightly tip-toed after him, suddenly bringing herself upon her tippy toes as she walked after him. A graceful cat like walk made soundlessly by her, she assumed he looking to harrass her or make out with her, or even try to trap her into something.
Her mind told her to go back.
Turn around Annette, you got shit to do, no need to waste your time on this loser who decides to turn away from you after calling out to you.
Her chest expanded deeply as she inhaled a deep breath, and slowly exhaled in silence. Her long auburn hair blew away from her skull with the wind as a breeze picked up for a mere second or two. She feet still carried herself toward him despite what her thoughts had told herself what to do.
Stupid cunt... stupid stupid stupid.. You better use your best martial arts skills if needed..
She told herself once more as she proceeded upon her tip-toes after him, as her formation forced her sleek self to walk side ways still holding the grace, as she slightly lowered her body to the ground. The walk may look funny to another person, but really this was a martial arts sneak skilled walk.
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Post by Apollo White on Feb 28, 2010 15:51:52 GMT -7
Seeing that the girl stopped and turned around, he started walking back towards the house that he was just leaning against not that long ago. When he heard her footsteps getting closer and closer, he hid quietly inside one of the buildings, crawling through one of the open windows. What Apollo didnt realize was that there was broken glass in the frame and he caught his shirt on it, tearing a small hole in it. He sat on the floor just under the window, thinking.
Why dont you go out there and be a gentleman and introduce yourself to the lady?
He had to fight with himself and started thinking. What if she was going to attack him? what if she was going to be nice and he would realize that he would meet a good friend? Apollo thought a few seconds more before he crawled back out the window to see her in a crouch position, looking like a crouched tiger ready to pounce on some prey of hers. He wasnt all that scared, but he wasnt all that surprised. He seemed like the stalker that would lead someone to a place where he could be a real creep. But now he was going to show her that he is nice and loving.
Apollo didnt want to be the first one to talk, but he stood there a little bit aways, just watching her, and smiling softly.
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Post by annette on Mar 2, 2010 20:24:26 GMT -7
Annette took in a shallow breath holding her stance for a mere few more seconds, ready to give a real good ass kicking, but realized the guy was shy! Slowly bringing herself up to full height, she was still not allowing her guarding walls go down, not yet in the least anyway. Her blue eyes watching his movement as he stood there like a blundering speechless fool; Annette was still ready for him despite her reaction.
She was swift upon her feet, and earned a tight degree in martal arts (Ninjitzu), trained by the best teacher who immigrated from Japan to Canada. An old fucker, but he could kick Annette's ass in three seconds flat in the very beginning of her training, up until she earned her spot. The lf man annonced that Anette was better tha he was after she proved to kick his ass in final battle, and he ordered her to kill him out of honor. Annette refused, and now the old fool lives his life silently in the mountains of B.C refusing to teach any more pupils.
Her footing was catlike as she approached him looking to the smile upon his fascade.
Silly boy, you can get seriously hurt if you play with fire...
Her voice was soft as she purred out her coy words. Not attempting to threaten or scare him, but more or so place a little bit of knowledge into the lad's head. She stopped six feet away from him observing his smile, he seemed pretty calm, gentle, and sweet, but Annette was refusing to let her guard go down... Yet..
Why where you running from me? I'm not going to urt you unless you hurt me frst
Her voice was still soft and gentle as she stood there awaiting an answer from him.
Got a name? I'm Annette
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