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Post by tyler on Aug 31, 2011 23:41:22 GMT
A jet black limo is seen pulling off the highway onto a long drive way. Half way down you are met with a gate. A Large gate with the letters TA on the front. It serves as the lock one would guess. A loud buzzing sound signals through the air. Slowly the gate opens and the limo starts to drive further into the drive way. It takes a good five or six minutes to get all the way down the drive way from that point. Finally after what seems like forever a large house comes into view. And large house is an understatement, put about three or four mansions together and that’s the size of it. The limo parks in its massive parking spot.. Why the limo had its own parking spot is still a mystery... Slowly the limo door opened by itself and a hand reached over top of the door. A foot soon connects with the pavement. Zane steps out taking a deep breath of fresh air and smiles. Wearing a skullcap he had NO-H8 written on his cheek. The reason for this was an event was doing earlier that day. He texted London on his way home to see if she wanted to come over. He hadn't heard back from her yet but he was hopping she'd take him up on the invite. Shutting the limo door Zane walked toward the house and stared at the car hidden under the tarp. Standing in front of the door he reached into his pocket. Pulling out a key-card sliding it down in the sensor the door clicked and unlocked it's self, opening the door Zane stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Bored at the moment he went over to the couch. Turning on the largest TV you've probably ever seen in your life, he turned it to a heavy music station. Setting the remote down on the table in front of him and stared at the huge hooka that sat in the middle. Putting some special tobacco in the bowl he lit it up. The bottom filled with nothing but smoke and lights started to dance around inside the glass chamber. Taking a lung filling hit he held it in for a moment before letting out a huge cloud of some. Doing this a few times over he stopped then plopped down on the couch and switched the TV from music to his Blue-ray player. Popping in a CZW, PPV he relaxed and watched people beat the hell out of eachother. Zanes' outfit (without the ducktape):: data.whicdn.com/images/5874548/ae67aa92d9a2f749e0e08694c6ad6c96_thumb.jpg?
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Post by katalyie on Sept 1, 2011 4:41:31 GMT
This was... well... a bit awkward. The other day, her outing with Anthony had been interrupted by a man. She hadn't gotten much information about him (other than maybe a bit of nervousness) besides his phone number, which he had physically programmed into her phone. She might have been a little intimidated by his forwardness, but London was never one to turn down a new friend. Of course, London hadn't really determined if Anthony was really and truly interested in her yet, so keeping her options open was probably a good plan if that suddenly went south.
So here she was, phone in hand, trying to form a text message. "Um, hi.." She read aloud as she typed. "So I found your number in my phone, found the note you left. It said to message you for plans. So I guess... I guess I'm messaging you to see if you wanted to do something." This felt... wrong, somehow. She was going to do it anyway.
So now... now the waiting began. This could continue to awkward. Hm. She had ben wandering around the more... wealthy parts of town, since he seemed the type to be around here somewhere. Rich people... she'd never been around them much. Perhaps this would be a change?
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Post by tyler on Sept 1, 2011 5:26:14 GMT
As a CZW wrestler came crashing down eighteen feet in the air off a scaffold into a web of razor sharp barbwire. The wrestlers finger was almost cut off his finger. Then suddenly Zane's cell phone went off. He had gotten a text, only thing was he didn't know who it was. Picking up his phone he started to read the message. “Um, hi..So I found your number in my phone, found the note you left. It said to message you for plans. So I guess... I guess I'm messaging you to see if you wanted to do something.” He smiled knowing exactly who it was. Excited Zane quickly pushed the reply button. Thinking what write he put the following.
Hey, I’m so excited you texted as for something to do yea sure, anything in mind? I mean you can come to my house and hang out, or we can do something else. I'll let you choose.
After pushing send he realize how stupid he just sounded. “Way to go champ way to make yourself look like a little sissy school girl.” Went though his mind. Getting up Zane shook his head and went to the front door. Reaching above it was a secret push spot in the wall. Pushing it forward he grabbed some keys. Walking out the door it automatically locked behind him. Looking down at his phone he wondered when she was gonna finally text him back.
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Post by katalyie on Sept 1, 2011 15:26:03 GMT
The buzz that accompanied her text message ring tone almost scared London to death. Apparently, she'd gotten a response. "Let's see.... Um.. I'm in the rich part of town. On... Taylor.... Street.... Wandering. Where.... do.... you.... live? Maybe we can meet up." Send. This situation just continued to get weirder and weirder. He'd shown up the other day when London had been swimming with Anthony. He'd flirted, complimented, done everything right, or so it seemed. Something about him.... bothered her. Put her off. Some instinct in the back of her head screamed that she should be worried. That was actually the purpose of today. Sure, that might seem counterintuitive but that was generally how London operated.
Today's mission: Find out why she felt so weird. How the angel actually planned to accomplish that was still a mystery. She couldn't very well just step up and ask if he was a serial killer or some kind of maniac. That just wouldn't do. Humming to her thoughts rolling, London paced up and down one length of road waiting for the next buzz to signal a continued communication.
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Post by tyler on Sept 1, 2011 20:37:13 GMT
Leaning up onto the tarp covered car. Zane's eyes were closed relaxing for the reply. Finally out of nowhere his phone went off. It kinda shocked him so his leg twitched a tiny bit. Pulling the phone out of his pocket he proceeded to read the text. He knew exactly where that was, after all it wasn't too awfully far from the end of his driveway. Seeing how the drive way stretched on forever, that kind of said something. Finally deciding it was time for him to drive the car again. He pulled the tarp off the car and threw it too the ground. What sat where was exactly what it looked like. An expensive and fast car. A Gray black combo colored Ferrari sat before him. Rim's were decked out in orange along with various other things. Over all everyone who saw this coming would know get the hell out of my way. Putting the key into the lock, turning it unlocked the door. Opening the door then sitting inside he slammed the door shut. Starting up the car, the only thing you could hear was the sound of the engine. Revving the car a few times only made the sound louder and more enjoyable. Finally he put his seat buckle on and started his adventure down the driveway. It only took a few minutes for him to reach it seeing how he was going around ninety the whole time. Once the gate opened he pulled out onto the highway and started his drive to go pick up London. After what seemed like maybe fifteen minutes he started coming close to the signs she had described. Then way down the road he spotted her walking. Seeing a gas station near by, he slowed down and pulled in. Taking out his phone he opened it up and started to send a text message to her. Hey, okay I see you. I parked at the gas station a block or two away from where you are. I'm sure you can see it. I'm in the shitty looking black on orange car. I'll see you in few He sent the message, and yes he put a smiley face in it, why because he could that's why. Now he must wait again for her to either reply or show up. Zane's car Back:: carstom.tk/images/Ferrari_F430_Black/Ferrari_F430_Black_2.jpg Doors Open:: fancytuning.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/hamann-ferrari-f430-black-miracle-1.jpg Front::carstom.tk/images/Ferrari_F430_Black/Ferrari_F430_Black_1.jpg
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Post by katalyie on Sept 4, 2011 4:02:36 GMT
London had just been taking her time walking down the road. Her phone had yet to buzz, so she supposed that her wandering was alright for now. Let's see... Where was she now? The angel had been wandering for a while now, so she wasn't quite sure. Taylor Street... The rich side of town.... Those were really the only clues she had as to her whereabouts. It was rather rare that she got beyond downtown Manuka to venture other places. It wouldn't quite be a lie to say that she was starting to freak out. New places were sort of scary.
Just as London was about the begin hardcore panicking, her phone started buzzing. Eager for rescue, London opened the text message and scanned it quickly. What? Where? Green eyes looked up from her phone and glanced around the area. A shitty looking car? All she saw at that gas station was a Ferrari. A black and orange Ferrari.... Oh. Shit. A grin practically exploded over her features as the situation made sense. Rich kid came to pick her up in a Ferrari. Oh boy. Easily, she walked to the gas station and to the car. The angel leaned down near the driver's side window and waved.
Oh boy, oh boy. Sure, this was probably an awful idea but she was going to get into a stranger's Ferrari and see where in the world they went from there. It was stupid, idiotic, and potentially life threatening. Still, the rumble of the engine and the flashy paint job just kept the angel grinning. Maybe this wasn't such a bad deal after all?
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Post by tyler on Sept 8, 2011 0:07:22 GMT
Waiting patiently he wondered what he should do when she finally showed up. It took a few minutes for the message to send. I guess that's his fault for downloading a ton of things at once. After it finally did send, it didn't take all that long for London to show up. She leaned down and waved at him through the drives window. He smiled back and sat there waiting for her to get in.
She finally did and she still had the smile on her face. He could tell just from that and the from the look in her eyes. She was into fast cars. So what did he decided to do? Go fast of course, The driveway to his house was pretty much straight. Yes there were maybe two little curves, but those we're fun to drive fast on if you knew what you where doing. Lucky for he did and that's exactly what he decided to do.
Slowly pulling out of the parking lot he did the speed limit on the way home. Well about ten over but who really cares about that. Besides there was no traffic around for some reason. Zane got to his drive way, and pulled onto it. He sat there for a moment revving the engine a little bit. He was showing a tiny bit, but also stalling. He had special accesses to the gate halfway down. Pushing in the special code it showed it was opening. After it showed it was fully open he put his phone down. Looking over at London he smiled knowing what he was going to do next.
Reaching forward and flipped up a little plastic cover like thing. Once it was open there was a switch. And above it was the word nos. Turning it to on he flipped the cover back and down smiled again. Revving the engine once more he let off the break. The car did a burn out for a few seconds before taking off at high speed. Once he got to the right speed he pushed a button behind the right side of the steering wheel. A gas like noise could be heard. Suddenly the car took off and lifted off the front two wheels a couple of inches. Setting back down on all four the car went even faster.
The first curve came up. It wasn't bad at all just a little zigzag and it was over with. However the second curve was the good one. It was a good to drift on and that's what he did. You could hear the wheels as they screeched as they turned. Once the curve ended Zane got the car going straight again. After another two minutes there where at the house. Pulling the car into its spot he turned it off. Stepping out he closed his door behind him. Walking over to the passengers side door he opened it and extended his hand offering to help her out.
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Post by katalyie on Sept 8, 2011 4:35:43 GMT
London had gotten into the car without a second thought. She found that strange, but it seemed to be the theme of the day so she was just gonna go with it. Hopefully, it wouldn't get her killed. She had gotten into the car and noticed her new acquaintance wearing a funny sort of smile. Did she have something on her face? What? Feeling with her fingers, London realized that she was still wearing the ridiculous grin she'd acquired upon viewing the car. That meant that his smile meant one thing.
If it was possible for the grin to widen, it did. The angel now expected that her driver friend was going to show off his car and she was ready to experience every second of it. Fast cars were so incredibly thrilling, so dangerous, so taboo. Never had she dreamed that something could move so quickly on the ground. Her wings carried her just as fast through the air, but on the ground... All the rules were changed. It was incredibly strange, but she found herself attracted to them even before she'd die. But now... Now, she was going to experience on of the best.
As soon as the engine began to roar, London started laughing. Now, normally her laugh was a clear, cutting sort of sound. Light like flowing water but almost musical. It was a special sort of sound reserved for certain things. This laugh was exhilarated and free, almost like a scream being ripped from her throat. The car zipped down the driveway and she laughed the whole way, obviously thrilled and enjoying every second. Of course, her hair probably got a little mussed and she probably sounded like an idiot cackling like that, but god! There was nothing quite like riding in a well controlled speed machine.
When her companion opened the door, the angel took the proffered hand and stepped out of the car into the sunlight. Green eyes examined her surrounding cooly before turning to her companion. "Well, now that we've made a rather flashy entrance... Introductions. You already know my name. London. But you, sir, failed both at telling me your name or programming into my phone which you somehow took for a minute. I still don't understand how you did that, but it caught my attention. Thus... here I am. Sexy car, by the way. God, who drives them anymore? Flashy, flashy entrance and it was awesome! Anyway, where are we again?"
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Post by tyler on Sept 26, 2011 16:44:37 GMT
Zane stood there smiling as she slowly got out of the car. She was truly beautiful, and he loved the smile she had. She asked him the two questions he was waiting for. First she wanted to know his name then how he programmed all that stuff into her phone. It was kinda simple for him seeing how he was working for the government. He couldn't tell her that though, if he did she'd probably run away. So that bit of information he would keep to himself. Shutting the car door behind her he leaned up against his car and finally started to answer the questions.
Well I'm Zane, Zane Jaxson. So its nice to actually meet you for the first time. Now on how I did all that with your phone is well. It's because i'm very good at what I do. Plus you just throwing your phone on top of you bag like that. Wasn't too smart, all I had to do was walk over pick it up. I did all that stuff then put it back where it was. I'm sorry if I offended you, or intruded into your personal space/items. As for the car well I'm Mr. Awesome so why not. Your turn now, how has your day been so far, and what you think of the house, and did you have fun on the way here?
Zane smiled and then lifted up. He stood beside her and walked her towards the house using the stepping stone pattern as a distraction to stay outside longer. Would she go and walk for a while or just want to go straight in? That choice he put up to her.
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Post by katalyie on Oct 19, 2011 0:32:18 GMT
London wasn't really sure how to handle herself in a situation like this. Now that she was out of the car and defenseless, her mind began throwing all the reasons that this was a very bad idea back in her face. She had no idea where she was. She had no idea who this man was... It was basically of the things she told Jordan NOT to do to keep him safe and out of trouble, but here she was breaking every single one of her own rules. She had even bothered to tell anyone where she was going, because the whole thing just felt sort of.... odd. So here the red head stood, watching the man across from her and trying very hard to make her mind work. How would normally people function in situations like this? London was definitely not what one would call a "normal" person. Never had been. Especially now that she was dead and angel. Still some elements of normalcy were probably lodged in her brain somewhere. Time to use them.
Zane.. His name was Zane. That was interesting. "It's nice to meet you, Zane. Have to say, that whole phone thing was pretty slick, whether I left it on top of my bag or not. I could see it out of the corner of my eye the whole time and I didn't even notice you grab it. You must be really good at.... whatever it is that you go. As for the car, I think my opinion on that's been made pretty clear. It's pretty awesome. As for the house," Green eyes shifted up and widened ever so slightly. "It's huge and I wonder what it's like on the inside."
She hadn't really meant anything by the comment other than the fact that she was curious, but statements like that could be misconstrued or something like that. That was what Jordan always told her. "My day was fine, pretty boring I guess you could say. Didn't really do a whole lot. Had a lot of fun on the way in. I like fast cars, if you couldn't tell." Still, London's curiosity usually got the better of her sooner or later. Might as well get it over with... "Wanna show me the house?"
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