Mar 11 2009

A Fragment…

This is a fragment of the opening of an RP that I did quite some time ago in the Collective’s RP Section with my dearest friend Derek… Perhaps I will fit this into a story sometime or something…


Night fell onto the city like a soft blanket covering a woman’s shapely form. It was a warm September evening there. The leaves had just begun to turn color, the air hinted that the cool fall breezes were coming soon and that the moment should be enjoyed while it lasted. Here and there the twinkle of a street-lamp or a car’s headlights poked into the night illuminating the comings and goings of the people that lived and worked there. If you watched the shadows carefully you could see that some of the people that were walking the sidewalks seemed a bit different than the others around them.

She was one of those…

She wasn’t really part of the people around her. She was among them, but not really part of them. But that was nothing new really. She didn’t play well with others. She sighed as she walked along looking at the men and women passing her by in their own little worlds. She brushed against their thoughts and shook her head, “Nothing new…. Just the same old thing. Act other than what you are. Lie and cheat to get what you desire. Then throw them away like garbage after their use was done…”

She was walking along a quieter section of the nightlife district when she felt something tugging at her from inside a modest looking club. She paused and stared at the line of people waiting to enter and then stepped from the shadows into the beam of a street lamp that finally showed her…. At least what she looked like at the moment…

It began with her shoes. A pair of jet black five inch stiletto heels that shone in the streetlamp’s light softly. As someone’s eyes travelled up her legs, the next thing that would draw their attention was the sheer black hose that caressed their way up her legs. The shimmering material drew the eye slowly up her legs until the next piece of clothing held their view. The bottom of a black micro-dress trimmed in red that hugged over her curves like a passionate lover. The dress was cut to reveal much of her cleavage and the top was strapless leaving her shoulders bare. She wore lipstick that was the same color as the red of her dress, but was wet and so shiny in the light around her. Her hair was worn long and wild around her head, the slightly curled black locks of hair cascading down her back and framing her face with a hint of mystery. Then came her eyes. Her so green eyes. A simple look and you were lost within them forever.

She approached the main entrance of the club and passed inside without a comment from the doorman at the door. Just a small nod as the door was opened for her. She paused in the front of the club and looked at the people there critically for a time. Several men approached her and were so crude that she simply gave them a glare and they left her alone knowing that they would never get anywhere with her.

She slinked across the room and then found a table at the edge of the dance floor that was empty. She took the seat and watched the dramas unfolding around her with little interest for the moment…

But perhaps that would change soon enough…


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    I’m honored, Tera.

    *warm loving huggles*

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    It is an evocative, inviting, even seductive opening, Majesty. It could go to wonderful places.


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