[rari] it's not a walk in the park to..

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 300px 300px;] EXCUSE ME, can I lift you up... tiny footsteps echoed across her bedroom had been moved to the renivated attic, it had taken so long to be able to prepare and moved the wall that her black haired angel's art wall in there. her hair had been a pale pink for years, being able to touch it up at the roots as her hair grew longer but she dyed her hair a pinker color putting traces of streaks of black in her hair. it seemed like she tended to vent her emotions through the colors of dyes that she used. she was normally decked out in gothic wear to the point that nothing she wore surprised her parents anymore, and she was still moderately close to her mother. she was a twenty three year old young woman, who was a gorgeous mortal. her whole life was ahead of her. she twirled infront of her mirror while she was wearing matching bra and underwear that was black with red lace outlining her bust. she pulled out her black graphic button up shirt and began to button it up while looking for her red tie. she picked up her skirt and slipped it up her elegant legs, over her bottom and zipped the side of it and buttoned the few bottons to keep it in place. she was pretty excited to spend her day with her best friend, and wasn't sure what he was planning for on today's events. when she found her red tie with safety pens and a broken cross necklace displayed on it and put it on and carefully tieing it properly. she put on a pair of black fishnet stalkings and slipping on her favorite pair of boots. steping infront of the mirror and twirled around once more, it was a thing that she did and never was sure when her guardian angel was watching her. she hoped that she at least had some privacy when her hormones got to her and she had to take care of it herself. deep inside her, a crush on her angel was still buried beneathe doubt and played make believe that he was homosexual, to the point where she actually believed it. she fixed her make up using her shadow eye make up, black eyeliner and black mascara, along with her pale pink lipstick. she was pretty excited that he probably could get her to do anything in town, that's when she heard a knock on the door and gregory revealed his face. "i have some news for you..and i don't think you'll like it." he started to tell her, causing mari's smile to fade into a frown. she was worried about rayne and the rest of her friends. he told her what he had found rayne's drawing of...her. a sense of shock caused her to sit down at her desk, where she had sat down plenty of times to do her school work when she was in the high school stage of her life. but... he is suppose to be gay was most of her thought process, other than the fact of oh my god. she wasn't sure what she was suppose to do but she looked gregory, "how dare you come to me telling his secrets?!?! he's the one that is suppose to be telling me and now it has lost some of its impact and it's all your fucking fault. get the fuck out of my house!" she went off on him, sending him on his way. her head went in her hands trying to think of what to do. if she stayed here, she would grow older while his face would be just as perfect as ever. they wouldn't be able to go out in public after a certain point without getting more disapproving stares. and if she left, she would be breaking his heart but he wouldn't have to deal with her troubled self. plus, there was that whole thing that she was absolutely afraid of commitment cause once she's attached to someone, it feels like they leave her. a sigh escaped her lips as it felt like she was at a cross roads, what would she decided to do. her hand ran through her hair as she walked down the steps to the second floor, passing by her old room and down the stairs to the ground level. this was going to happen her eyes trailed along the road out the window. he should be here soon, it was now...or never. lord, give her strength. ...and take you there? Words;; 7 5 9 Clothing;; outfit, boots, and fishnets Lyrics;; hit&run by breathe carolina Tags;; vine with rayne Notes;; dis is the obvious whatif thread.

table by MudBug

[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #01DF74 solid; border-bottom: 10px #01DF74 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 505 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE It wasn't like he needed it, but sleep he did, well into the morning. Rayne was stressed out, waking up with a bed head from tossing and turning all night long. The previous night his notebook had gone unexplainably missing. Had he still been alive, he would have had a heart attack! All his work, his time spent... his drawings of the pretty girl next door... All of it misplaced, or in the hands of someone who couldn't keep a secret. He groaned aloud, tossing the blankets aside as he sat up, placing his head in his hands. But he couldn't allow this to bring him down. Not today. He would be seeing Mari today, and he would not be going over in a horrid mood like thus. That would be unfair to her. He slipped on a regular black T-shirt and his new pair of black skinny jeans, a color choice majorly influenced by Mari's love for gothic wear, though stopped on his way down the stairs to look into the framed mirror, attempting to fix his messy dark hair. He eventually gave in, but he knew that Mari had always thought it was cute when some of his hair stood on end. The angel dashed down the stairs, suddenly feeling much more upbeat, the notebook situation altogether forgotten. He would be able to spend time with Mari today! And that was all he needed. A quick kiss on Martha's cheek excused him from breakfast, saving him from pretending to eat, thank goodness. It would save time, anyways. He had a few plans in mind for the day, starting with his surprise for Mari; a pure silver necklace with a glittering obsidian bat pendant. It took a lot of work, and nights he could have spent watching movies with Mari, to accumulate the money to get her this gift, but he hoped it would be well worth it. Rayne hastily hopped into the combat boots sitting by the front door, fondly recalling his last birthday when Martha and Gregory bought them for him. They were such nice people. God bless them. And then he was out the door, greeting Gregory cheerfully as the old man traveled up the sidewalk. "Good morning, Greg," he greeted pleasantly, though came to a halt by a wrinkled, shaky hand. "Rayne, boy, you need t-" The angel slipped past with an apologetic smile, knowing that the clock was ticking, quite eager to show Mari her present. "I'm so sorry, Gregory, but I need to go see Mari. Tell me later, yeah?" he waved, continuing on without further interruption. Luckily his best friend lived right next door. Rayne skipped up some steps, all too soon coming to stand at the front door, feeling elated and excited for the day. Just like every other day he dedicated to hanging out with Mari. He raised his hand and rapped twice on the wood, trying hard to keep still, fingers repeatedly brushing over the smooth surface of the white, faux leather box that contained the necklace. yay yay yay <333

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by maroon 5

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 300px 300px;] EXCUSE ME, can I lift you up... the news that was recieved to her caused her to sit at her desk with her angel's precious book infront of her. he was a really talented person and wasting it on not finding ways to get noticed, but she understood why he was doing it. she remembered once that it was in her room without him being there and she just moved it from her area, but never gave into the feeling on looking into it. she was so mad at her friend for the sticky fingers act and then showing her, since it wasn't his secret to tell. at least, she had time to process things before her angel had time to realize that she knew about it. her lip was bitting bitten on and a few tears spilled over the rim of her eyes. letting out a soft sigh, she was going to have to redo her makeup to be able to acutally go out of the house. most people saw her dressed the way that she was and figured that it was just a phase and that one day, she would wise up and grow out of it. and as a response, she just shrugged it off because she didn't care about other peoples opinions and bothered her. she also enjoyed doing the girl thing and shopped around at all of her favorite stores, and did hit up the ventage shops. now that her eye makeup was set back up, she glanced towards her desk and ran a hand through her hair. she picked up her mascara tube and started playing with the tube while staring at the reflection of her Angel's notebook that contained mostly her face in the contents. she could feel a slight tug towards the window, she could easily jump down and run. but where? that was a cop out, she already knew what she wanted to do. a small grin spread across her lips as she found herself lost in her own thought processes. she dreamed about this moment since she was a few years younger and had decided to put up a false identifcation on him, so she will be less likely to think about how much she started falling for him. but now that the wall was cracked and tumbling down causing her stomach to be filled a forest amount of butterflies and she felt like she was going to vomit. it had been awhile since she felt like this and she slightly liked, almost as much as she hated how she was hurt by it in the end. this could be different, right? she knew that only a matter of time before he was going to show up and knew that he wasn't going to manifest in her room, when it would be hard to explain to her parentals. she also knew that she was going to have to move out sooner or later, and started working as a waitress. it wasn't long before the noice of someone coming up the steps brought her out of her thoughts, causing her to turn on her heels and nibble on her bottom lip. she started walking towards the door and heard the knocks against the wood of her door, causing her steps to quicken a bit. her hand grasped the door knob, twisting and opened it and seeing him as she was smiling. her hand brought up to the back of his neck, taking a small step forward and leaning giving him a soft kiss. knowing that he hadn't seen the fact that his notebook was safely on her desk, but probably a bit confused by her sudden kiss or respond with romantic reactions on seeing him. she pulled away after a moment and looked at him, with a small blush, "hey there." she said, with a gently voice and pulling him in and closing the door behind her, so her parents wouldn't overhear what needed to be discussed. "someone stole your book and showed it to me. i'm probably getting it all wrong and if i am, i'm sorry and we can forget that what i did just happened." she started to ramble, but in reality.. her lips still tingled from his soft lips connecting with hers. she figured it was on in her head. ...and take you there? Words;; 7 2 8 Clothing;; outfit, boots, and fishnets Lyrics;; hit&run by breathe carolina Tags;; vine with rayne Notes;; so many feels.

table by MudBug

[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #01DF74 solid; border-bottom: 10px #01DF74 solid;] repair your broken wings ( WORDS ) 687 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Luckily, he didn't have to play the waiting game for long, which, thankfully, demolished the chances of anymore butterflies forming in his stomach. It wasn't much of a change, though, since he was quite used to feeling this all the time around Mari. Sometimes he thought about telling her, revealing his crush on the girl that he had grown to love and protect, but that would be weird. They were best friends. Rayne figured he was in the "friend zone", whatever that meant. They wouldn't be anything more than friends, but that was just fine with him. He was content with how everything was now, anyways, so that was simple, wishful thinking, and he needed to stop that. He was a guardian angel, so that meant he didn't have much choice in what he did, as long as he was protecting his charge efficiently. Besides, it was absolutely forbidden for a guardian to fall in love with a human, especially if that human was their charge. Whoops. Then the door swung open, revealing Mari, with her pink-and-black hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. She was smiling. He grinned back, about to greet her like he always did, but was abruptly interrupted by a pair of incredibly soft lips pressing against his, a warm hand on the back of his neck. What? He blinked his grey eyes at her when she pulled away, obviously beyond confused. "...Hi," the angel replied hesitantly, noticing the blush that flared up on the young woman's cheeks. Before he could ask if that seriously happened, Mari went on to explain that his stolen notebook had been shown to her. He could feel his face burning at that. Not that his drawings of Mari were explicit or anything, but it was still just as embarrassing. She probably thought he was creepy now or something. But about that kiss..? "No.. You.. I.." He was at a complete loss for words, mouth going dry as he tried to comprehend all of this. Okay, get your facts straight first. Mari kissed you for no apparent reason. She has seen your personal notebook, and definitely your drawings of her. She knows you have a crush on her, but says she's wrong... That had to mean... Did.. Did she like him back? He wasn't even going to imagine love yet, but maybe that crush was mutual? Another smile made its appearance on his lips, though it was shy and timid. "You're.. You're not getting it wrong, Mari, not at all. I..." Rayne had to refrain from saying it aloud, just in case any other angels, as slim a chance it may be, was listening in. However, he wanted her to know, and gently grasped her hand to put it on his chest, where his silent heart was. The gesture was clear, and he hoped she would understand why he couldn't express his feelings with words. "What does this make us now?" came the question he wanted the answer to the most, more than curious about it. He had to know how their friendship would be affected. Were they still best friends? Were they together now? Honestly, he hoped, more than anything else, that this would change things for the better. Rayne was aware that Mari didn't like feelings and was afraid of real commitment. It was surprising that she hadn't run away when she learned of his notebook and the drawings it contained. But he didn't want to pressure her into anything. "We can still just be best friends 'cause I know how you are with this kind of thing," the angel said gently, grey eyes scanning Mari's pretty face in an attempt to gauge her emotions, feeling quite nervous about it all. He would be a bit disappointed if they stayed friends, but that was up to her. He wouldn't argue, he wouldn't complain, and he certainly wouldn't leave based on her decision. Oh no, he couldn't leave. One, this was his job and he'd be punished. Two, Rayne would be incapable of staying away. The urge to keep her safe and be there when Mari needed him was too strong to resist. MAH FEEEEEEEELS XD

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by maroon 5

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 300px 300px;] EXCUSE ME, can I lift you up... the kiss that she had been dreaming about had happened adurbtly and she forced herself to pull away, before some by chance that he pushed her away. her lips were still tingling from the sensation from making contact with another pair of soft lips, and she still thought this was completely in her head. things like that don't happen in real life, and most certainly don't happen to her. she was suppose to have the worst look with relationships and it resorted her with having commitment issues to this day. knowing her, she wouldn't be able to bring herself to putting a label of lovers on their relationship, just yet. she also noticed that he looked rather confused by her unusual greeting and she didn't blame him, she probably would have blush, giggled and then possibly faint or get light headed and have to sit down. she listened to his greeting, which sounded like a hesitation on his end since he normally greated her with more than just a 'hi'. she was going to compliment right then and there on his drawings, but she had yet to explain why she just randomly kissed him. she just thought he was acting like any other male that was afraid of admiting his feelings to the girl that he found himself attractive towards. hearing his other scattered reply, caused her to tilt her head to the side and get really confused. she was not exactly sure why he was getting tongue tied, and was trying to figure out.. if she did the right thing. almost thinking that she should have just handed him the notebok and ask him where they were going, but it was too late now. she was going to have to learn how to process the fact that she just kissed her best friend, for the first time. she heard him start telling her that she wasn't wrong and then he stopped talking mid-sentence and she was smart enough to know that the other angels might be listening. she felt him grap her and allowed him to proceed to move it to his chest, not that she had much option; she was only a mere mortal and he was a guardian angel. his simple little gesture meant so much more than it looked like, her light blush grazed into a darker shade when she realized that what she first originally thought was true. "I feel the same way." she replied to him with a sheepish smile. there was the question that she was waiting for, yet she was without a direct answer right now. she opened her mouth to talk, but couldn't find the words to answer his question. to others, that was a simple little question and to her it was so much more than that. that couldn't just stay only best friends, could they? but he would always be her best friend, no one could ever replace him in her heart. "i already know what your thinking.. why didn't scale the house and run away, right?" she lightly joked, but knowing how she probably would react to the headsup was a scary thought, to be completely honest here. hearing his gentle comment and she already knew that it's not what he wanted, but he was willing to settle. she never wanted to "just settle" in life, she was going to try to go-for-it. "you'll always be my best friend, rayne." she started, and then added onto her original statement, "and i'm skittish around relationships, but can we ease into it? i don't want to hurt you." she whispered everything after relationships. as if the angel's couldn't hear her.. it was false hope and she was scared that he was going to fall because of her. ...and take you there? Words;; 6 3 0 Clothing;; outfit, boots, and fishnets Lyrics;; hit&run by breathe carolina Tags;; vine with rayne Notes;; so many feels.

table by MudBug