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Post by jess on Dec 19, 2008 11:13:58 GMT -5
The giggle squad was doing what they did best: giggling. In piels, so hard and so loud that there was no way you couldn't hear it. Their annoying laughter had to spread throughout the entire Almasy dormitory like a disease. A plague of preppy pestilence.
"Like, omigod, he was, like, so hawt!" "Totally! And did you see what he was wearing!?" "Shut up! That was, like, awesome!" "And sooooooooooooo hawt!" "He's such a hottie!"
They all broke into laughter, attempting to cover their laughter with their fingers.
They failed.
Jessica lounged nearby, letting one girl paint her fingernails. Jessica had recently chipped one slapping some mouthy little Cavan, so of course the whole thing needed repainted. Naturally there was a member of Jessica's dedicated following who just happened to be quite skilled at that sort of thing.
"Don't smudge," instructed Jessica, smiling. She then turned to the rest of her crew, looking horribly interested.
"Eiji is sooooo hot!" "Totally!" "Like, smoking." "And he dresses, like, sooooo well!" "I know!" "Totally!"
More giggles.
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Dec 22, 2008 21:11:00 GMT -5
Leo slipped out of his room, suave and slick, just like a snake or someone covered in hair gel. With Leo, it was hard to tell which he was, maybe both. He was going to leave the room behind without a thought when he spied the 'Blond Brigade'. Sure that might not be accurate, they weren't all blond, but it fit the bill quite nicely. The obvious ringleader, oh boy she was hot, she certainly passed looks wise. But Leo knew better. The ring leaders were always bitches.
ALWAYS.
So instead of flirting with MORE girls who might try to kill him (maybe that was a thing in this house?) he decided to act like they weren't there and continue his journey towards the door. With any luck they'd decide to just let him go and be done with it.
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Post by jess on Dec 23, 2008 2:34:49 GMT -5
The girls continued their tirade for a while, not knowing about Leo's presence. However, little passed Jessica's notice, particularly little involving other people. Upon seeing Leo, she smiled and flicked a finished nail at him.
"what about him?" she asked.
The girls turned as one, each wondering who their leader would single out. What hottie would be their current object of abject affection.
Leo had a bit more rugged look then most of these girls went for, but he was certainly attractive enough. Soon the familiar coos went up, along with a few "hellos" and teasing hand waves. Clearly they approved of Leo's looks, if nothing else.
Jessica simply smiled from her perch, wondering where she should take this. Embarrassment or flattery?
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Dec 24, 2008 22:25:42 GMT -5
And there went the 'Blond Brigade' into their catcalling and jeers, oh well, he'd make a show for them at least. He started over towards the gaggle of girls, looking completely uninterested. It was only when he arrived over then that he let a smile split his face.
"Ladies, a nice day to meet you all. Name's Leo, pleasure I am sure. And I am a man in search of the same thing all men search for, you bright ladies can answer that one yourself, but I warn you I don't stay still long, so if you want a wild ride, like you've never imagined..."
He kicked up a book lying on the ground with his feet, and then with a jump and a spin, kicked it hard so it went flying into a corner, where the binding snapped.
"You can give me a call, I'm willing to give any lady the ride of her life." He said picking one blond at random and cupping her chin in his hand for a brief moment before releasing it and turning around. He paid Jessica no mind at all.
"Hope the day treats you as well as it's treated me today!" He said with a grin taking a step away.
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Post by jess on Dec 26, 2008 11:49:02 GMT -5
The bright ladies certainly figured out Leo's advances easily enough. Coos and twitters fluttered about, accompanied by blushes and averted eyes. They were trained to act thusly toward compliments from hot guys.
The blonde he cupped almost fainted.
Jessica couldn't quite determine how to act. Leo exuded confidence, which was simply appealing in itself. Besides, his show of masculinity and flirting were both quite appealing to the shallow squad and their leader.
Flirting. Let's see how he reacts. Of course, the queen bee led the charge. "Won't stay long?"
She tilted her head, looking puzzled. "But, who wants a guy with no staying power? How can I have a wild ride if you can't... stay."
She took a step forward, her minions parting before her. Peons before their royal lady. "And how can we have a wonderful day if you're going to just leave us like that?"
Echoes and pleas shot from the crowd behind Jessica, the words buffeted her advances.
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Dec 27, 2008 13:52:29 GMT -5
"Oh ho ho." Leo said with a half turn. glancing at the leader who had now come down to deal with him. Face to face, mask to mask. It was like two arch enemies meeting on the field of battle, testing each other and sizing them up. Who would be the first to break down?
"Sorry babe, I don't slow down for anyone. It's a wild and exciting world out there, and I ain't gonna let any chick chain me down so it passes me by." He then turned to face her completely. "That is a totally different story if you can keep up with me though. Which is why I give you one helluva wild ride. Either you can keep up with the ride of your life, or fall behind and be left in the dust."
Ok, enough being coy.
"So it really depends on you, how long can you ride something that fast and hard?" He asked with a mischievous grin.
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Post by jess on Dec 29, 2008 23:50:01 GMT -5
The confidence just pulled at Jessica, matching her own. Were Leo a girl, she would have long since began tearing him apart. As it stood, she was willing to flit around him, for a while at least. See just how deep this ran, whether she was seeing truth or facade, or something in between.
"Now now," she drawled, shifting her weight, "don't go rushing about. You never know what you'll miss that way. Didn't your mother ever tell you to slow down and smell the roses?"
She smiled again, crossed her arms over her chest, and raised eyebrows. One part battle, one part flirt, all parts Jessica.
"Well, if you're quick, then I suppose things will be over soon," she said. The smile turned to a smirk, "Nothing stays hard forever, and it sure doesn't if you're going that fast. No, you'd have to take things a little slower. Else you just leave the rider... unsatisfied."
By now the clique was beginning to pick up on innuendos (well, some had earlier, as there were intelligent girls hiding in there somewhere). One or two giggled behind raised hands. Some grinned like Chesire cats. Others adopted their idol's posture. One just goggled at Leo, enthralled.
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Dec 30, 2008 22:50:07 GMT -5
"My mother also taught me to sit up straight, dress properly, and address people politely. We see how well that worked." He said with a grin, letting his hands slide into his pockets.
"Oh? have you already made an assumption?" He said with a devilish smirk. "See, that's the funny thing really, you can guess, you can think, but really you won't know unless you experience."
He then winked at the goggling girl and smiled.
"Besides, I was just talking about my bike, what were you thinking about? Not such an innocent mind behind those brown eyes is there?"
In actuality Leo was talking to Jessica simply because her cronies, having no spines of their own, wouldn't give him the time of day if Jessica did not approve. That was the way these sorts of cliches worked. So he'd deal with her until he managed to seduce one of them.
Or until she flipped out and tried to kill him, which was apparently what girls in this house did.
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Post by jess on Dec 31, 2008 10:18:18 GMT -5
"A bike?" Jessica smirked, shifting her stance slightly. So, he thought he was funny, did he? Oh well, it was nothing but empty innuendo. Something about the way he kept eying her crowd set Jessica on edge. People weren't supposed to look at them, not when she was around. Clearly the herd needed culled.
She glanced over her shoulder, and several took a step back. It was almost as if Jessica had projection talent. Smiling, she flicked her hair, and focused back on Leo.
"I'm certainly not innocent though, far from it," she raised her eyebrows, "after all, what house do you think you're in? Wingrose?"
Several of the girls giggled on cue, though their nerves twisted the merry sound into a higher octave. If Jessica noticed, she didn't show it.
"Do I look like a Wingrose to you?" demanded Jessica. The smile slipped now. Being likened to one of those cutesy brats was not complimentary in the slightest, and the mere thought almost sent Jessica into a rage.
Her crowd was already shaking their collective head, but nervous eyes went to Leo as well, anticipating his answer.
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Dec 31, 2008 16:12:48 GMT -5
Leo arched an eyebrow at her outburst.
"Struck a nerve then have I?" He said with a devilish grin. "No, sadly you don't look like a Wingrose, they are easy to impress and deal with. No actually you look to me like...what was it...what was that word...oh yeah, a bitch."
He leaned in close to her with a snide grin. "Dunno where your from sister, and you might be the big fish in this pond. But I'm from a place where I've dealt with little ring leaders like you all the time. I had you pegged from the moment I saw your little groupies, and frankly my dear, I have no interest in you aside from putting you in your place."
He pulled back from her, convinced these girls were going to either be enthralled with him or hate him, either way would be interesting.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't role over for a pretty face. They are a dime a dozen after all. You're not anything special to me." He said shrugging his shoulders.
Nothing you could say to someone like her quite like saying they were no interest to you. If he pegged her right, she couldn't stand not being the center of attention.
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Post by jess on Dec 31, 2008 23:41:35 GMT -5
What was it with people and defying Jessica lately? Did they not get it? Or did they just have a death wish? You don't defy a Rey. Particularly a Rey who can order you to hurt yourself, or commit public embarrassment.
"Awww..." she tapped her lip with her index nail, "that's a shame. And here I was thinking you had potential. Then you had to go and ruin it by being all jerky and stuff. Really, acting out against me? I'm hurt."
She stepped forward, patting Leo's cheek, "Poor widdle baby. Lashing out at women like that. It's a shame, really."
Jessica sighed, shaking her head. "Probably gay too. Wouldn't you say, girls?"
She turned, and the loyal followers began readily agreeing with her. Accusations shot through the air like arrow, piercing Leo's reputation. So many voices exclaiming drew attention too, not that Jessica didn't do that simply by occupying space.
The heiress waved a hand, cutting off her groupies mid-sentence. She turned, pouted at Leo. "Don't you worry, I'm sure the perfect man's out there somewhere for you. Tell you what, I'll set you up!"
She patted his cheek, gave him a small smile, then brushed past him, heading for the door. The girls fell in line behind her, and not a one dared look at Leo now. After all, he clearly wouldn't be interested, not with what Jessica said.
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Post by Leogare Lasteulf on Jan 1, 2009 2:29:42 GMT -5
And Jessica was going to get exactly what the little bitch needed, especially because she was about to learn that Leo was not the kind of person who put women on some pedestal above all others.
Oh no, they played by the rules every bit as much as he did. And those rules said that he got to have some fun now. It was bad luck for her that she decided to walk past him on her exit from the room. Her hand had barely left his cheek when his leg found it's way to hers. Not forcefully, but enough to trip her up.
"Careful who you cross." He said, not sparing a look at her to see if she tripped or not. "Not all of us believe that girls are 'untouchable', hell I put a knife in one just the other day, course she asked for it... So better tone down the act sister, or it might not be long before you find someone who isn't gonna let you off with a bruised ego and offended sense of self worth."
He shrugged at that, and plopped down on a couch. Clearly no longer interested in her. "A pity girls, I was hoping some of you were more then her pawns. Ah well, maybe the Wingrose girls have a little more 'action' if their lives then these boring Almasians." He laid back and stared at the ceiling for a bit, whatever he had planned to do today long forgotten.
This was going well, everyone he'd met from his house so far was either out to kill him, or a total bitch, sometimes both. It was going to be an interesting year.
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Post by jess on Jan 2, 2009 0:06:24 GMT -5
Jessica almost tripped over the leg. She did stumble several paces, muttering curses under her breath. How dare he do something like that! However, she did manage to catch herself, and turned to glare at him.
Had he just... threatened her?
"If you really think I'm going to be scared of some pathetic little nothing, you're crazy," she informed him, narrowing her eyes, "and you should listen to your own advice. But for now, just hit yourself, you horrible boy you."
Order given, Jessica turned, snapping her fingers. Her followers nervously fell in behind her. The heiress then sashayed out of the room, pausing only long enough to hear the connection of flesh on flesh.
There were times when she really enjoyed her Gift.
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