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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 1:24:14 GMT
Yeah FWB works for me.
Here I'm thinking she says something to provoke him, he walks out, she follows him to the hall then intense make out happens.
The attack thing is fine to. Like they want revenge. What would be great is if kit is already going to her house because he wants to see her as he's realized how he feels and he gets to her house, see this, etc.
As for obstacles after that, I'm thinking both their families, the hard time they have trusting each other given their pasts, etc.
Okay now I'm actually reply I swear
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Post by Renny on Jul 16, 2014 1:33:14 GMT
Yess.
Alrighty. Yes. I likey that idea<3 I also love them together.
alrighty. Kit should like going to maybe break it off with her because he doesn't want to feel this way, because he doesn't think she feels the same, but when he sees her all beat up and bloody, and he realizes he can't leave her.
Yes. Trust issues are fun to role play out xD
okie dokie, lol
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 1:39:05 GMT
Juliet realized what she had said probably wasnt all that easy to respond to. It was honest. Which was certainly different from her usual replies in conversation, when she actually spoke that was. But maybe how difficult it was to reply to was sort if the point. Juliet had been made a little bit twisted by her circumstances the past few years. So maybe part of her wanted to throw something at Kit he wouldn't be able to handle. Maybe part of her wanted to shove away the only person she'd felt connected to in a long time because she hated it. Feeling wasnt an easy thing for Juliet, it wasn't pleasant. Maybe that sounded a little sociopathic but it was the truth. It was taking him a while, and that almost made the dirty blonde haired girl smile. Almost. No kit was biding his time, looking at his paper, moving his hands to behind his head, moving the chair into a position that all adults yelled at them for when they were little. All of a sudden his words slammed into her, knocked her in the chest like a bullet being fired then finding it's mark. An involuntary flash of anger shone in those sky blue eyes of Juliet's in response to kit's remarks. but she quickly got it under control, resumed the icy exterior she had built over the year. The Gaul he had to never look away was infuriating, which in and of itself was also infuriating. She didn't want to feel this or anything else for that matter. What the hell was it about him. Screw him. Screw kit and this endless dark eyes. Screw the quiet demeanor. Screw him, screw everything. There. Now she was done feeling. Or so Juliet thought. No instead of letting it go and letting her eyes become dull shells once more, Juliet spoke up her tone razor sharp " personal experiences are a good place to start. For instance...your brother? I know that's a pretty involved story." That was that. It was going to hurt and she knew, and suprisingly enough...for once she cared.
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 1:40:01 GMT
Love them together too
Yeah I like that idea
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Post by Renny on Jul 16, 2014 1:48:07 GMT
Kit almost smiled. He'd gotten a response from her. But, that response made her angry, and that made her shove a knife right between his exposed ribs. He had expected her to flinch, to grow cold and silent, to shove herself away from him. Instead, she seemed to be driving a tractor trailer right at him, and he just gotten flat lined by her response. The smirk seemed to slip off his face, and his eyes flared. He felt a surge of anger, one that turned to white hot rage. So much that his chair snapped against the ground with a groaning creak from the swift movement. He leaned close to her, eyes flickering. Damn her. Damn her eyes. Damn her ice. He flattened his palms against the desk and pushed up, but kept his face level with her own. They were so close. Two could play this game. He forced a cold smile on his lips, one that was almost cruel, that undeniable perfect. His teeth straight and white behind plump lips. His breath was minty against her face. "Exactly. How about your father? I'm sure there is something to him. But I guess we'll never know since he's behind bars." He snarled, his cruel smile returning. "Unlike Richard, I'm sure there is nothing more to your father than his deceit." He hissed. He didn't mean it, or maybe he did. He was blinded by her challenge, it made him so angry. She knew nothing. Absofuckinglutely nothing. And she didn't have the right to. He pushed his chair back so fast it hit the ground with a thump. "I don't give a fuck if I fail. You can do this on your own." But Kit had revealed his hand. He hadn't kept his cool, and he regretted it. She'd dug the knife in and he'd pulled it out and stuck it into her, and now they both were bleeding. He grabbed his bag and stalked out of the library. The adrenaline and anger was fading into hurt and anguish. She had no right, but neither had he.
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 2:14:40 GMT
it was all in the heat if the moment. Juliet may have seemed unfeeling and cruel most of the time but in general there were a set of lines she didn't cross. Instead of retaliating with some fiery retort meant to burn her opponent she typically chose to settle into uncomfortable icy silence till they got scared and backed down. Unfortunately nothing about her twisted inexplicable relationship ship with a Kit Belequa was typically for the young sky eyed girl. And that sucked a lot. As her gaze never strayed from his faced, Juliet saw the whole rush of fury play out on Kit's face. Some messed up part of her relished in the reaction momentarily, but on the whole she felt an emotion that made her feel particularly vulnerable, and therefore on of her least favorite ones, remorse. All of a sudden Juliet could feel her heart pounding, like an angry drunk banging on a wall in the middle of a blinded rage. It frightened the delicate looking girl, more than she cared to admit. How close they were simultaneously terrified and exhilarated her. It was terrible, this free feeling, the emotion she usually kept chained had broken from it's bond and was running rampant. Making her feel so tender against what kit stirred up in her, anger, aggression, challenge, desire. It shook her to her very core. Kit's sudden volley of poison tipped words cut at her pale skin, made red trickle down her chest and arms. It. Hurt. What. The. Hell. Was. Wrong. With. Her? Everything happened in such a rush. Suddenly he was leaving, and before she could process Juliet's emotions were controlling her, and she was running out of the library right after him. It didn't take long for her to catch up and forcefully, she was surprisingly strong for her stature, Juliet turned him around, they stood face to face only inches apart both breathing hard with fire in their eyes. " you don't know anything about me. So fuck you right back" she responded in that same razor edged tone. This was followed by an act Juliet herself would never really be able to explain. She looked at him one last time then leaned in, giving into what the magnet wanted, and pressed her lips to his with a reckless abandon that had been dead inside her for years.
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Post by Renny on Jul 16, 2014 3:13:59 GMT
Kit hated how she made him feel, and yet it gave him a rush that punching a bully at school never would. He felt reckless, wild. The totally cold Kit Belaqua, brought down by words about his whore of a brother, his slimy father, and the fact that he was a bastard, his mother a nameless, faceless whore his father slept with on a business trip. Kit had heard it all before. He didn't know who he was, and if he thought knowing his mother's name, or face would help him he was mistaken. But storming out of the library would. He didn't care about her, he didn't. He tried not to. Kit ran his hand through his hair. He was about to pause, lean against the wall and slid against it when hands whipped him around. He saw Juliet, her face inches from his own. Blue steel met deepest black. They seemed obsidian now, stark against his pale skin, the florescent lights of the hallway casting shadows on his face. At her words he was about to say nothing and walk away. Then the heat rose to almost an unbearable swelter and that undeniable electricity struck them both the moment she kissed him. He didn't feel hurt anymore. He felt her pulse next to his. It wasn't a gentle kiss, not by any means. It was rough, and Kit's body reacted instantly. He felt a coil of something he had never felt before. Desire. He was hot with it. He dropped his bag onto the floor and yanked her close to him, kissing her back. His dark eyes flickered closed and his natural, primal instinct took over. His hands dropped to her waist, pulling her closer to him and then they backed up into the wall. His hands slipped lower, resting on the backs of her thighs, and his lips pressed to hers with such blank ferocity, he was almost surprised he didn't break her.
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 3:19:47 GMT
Damn. They are just dripping with tension and intensity huh?
Replying, so should I have her walk away then we skip maybe just explain that they had done this one other time and come to a loose agreement and pick up rp with them hooking up for the third time? Or something?
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Post by Renny on Jul 16, 2014 3:23:28 GMT
yes. it is just flowing off of them like waterfalls xD
Sure. Sounds good. Third time is good. Then we can skip all the random agreements of the 'contract' I guess? c:
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 3:25:39 GMT
Yeah that was my thinking
Replying
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 3:36:01 GMT
If the Juliet of "before kit" had been watching her right now, she would've been sick, hurled insults and jabs about what a stupid girl she was for letting this get to her, when she had worked so hard to stop feeling. Juliet would've slapped her for saying all this. Right this second she didn't give a damn that this was terrible or sick or twisted because it felt so electric, so good dare she say it. And she did, she wanted to scream or punch something, just let all of the feeling come pouring in. Kit had torn apart the wall of ice Juliet had oh so carefully constructed with a single blow. And she didn't care, didn't regret one thing. Feeling reckless had her on this indescribable high and she never wanted to come down. Juliet wanted to stay right her, tight in Kit's arms breathing it in as she pressed herself against him. Air didn't matter now, only the beating of their hearts in one chaotic dangerous rhythm and the close embrace with which they held one another. There had been no time to process the logic of the fact they were in plain view of the school hallway, at the mercy of the public eye, nor had she considered the fact that kit might have rejected her. Rejection did not describe the adopted beluqua's reaction at all. He responded in a rough primal manner, thrilling all of the young girl's senses. In the electricity there was no room for gentle or tender or soft. There was only force against force, pulling at each other, Juliet was coming completely undone, physically and mentally as she felt his hands, she pushed further, pressing him back till he was right against the wall and wrapped herself around him further deepening the kiss. There was no way she was going to break. All of a sudden something hit her. Logic, the coldness seeped back into her head and all at once she drew back. After pining him with one long steel blue stare, she walked away, calmly, as if nothing had happen she turned her back and headed off down the hall until she disappeared from sight.
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 4:09:07 GMT
Meep
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 4:35:07 GMT
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Post by Renny on Jul 16, 2014 4:36:47 GMT
Sorry. Watching Game of Thrones again xD
I'll reply now, but I'll be slow.
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Post by Robin on Jul 16, 2014 4:39:40 GMT
It's okay. It's game of throne, I fully understand
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