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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jun 13, 2011 22:12:14 GMT -5
Kyle turned on the bed she was on with a light yawn, her hair falling into her face before her eyes opened lazily. The girl looked well rested and completely at ease, until she blinked in confusion and sat up. Looking down at the bed she blushed a bit, then shook her head. Damn. She'd slept in Psych's second bed, she'd forgotten about that. Pulling her cell phone out of her pocket, she blinked, her eyes going wide. "Twelve o'clock?! I missed my only two morning classes.....damnit!" she cursed, then groaned, resting her head in her hands, lightly rubbing at her temples as she tried to calm herself down. One of those classes was just Drama, her aunt would understand. Fuck though. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jun 13, 2011 23:16:19 GMT -5
Psych sat at his desk and worked on little things that didn't need to be done quickly, but could be done to fill time. He didn't look up at the groan, but said in a low, easy voice. "Calm down. If it makes you feel any better, you nearly clawed my innards out when I tried to wake you up this morning." Psych replaced his old fashioned quill in the ink well and scratched out a signature on the piece of paper that was in front of him. Just adding to the old theme, yep. He loved old style things.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jun 13, 2011 23:19:58 GMT -5
Kyle shook her head and kept her head in her hands, her voice a light grumble."....Oddly, that doesn't make me feel better. Sorry if I hurt you," she grumbled lightly. Shaking her head she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to brush out the dark locks. Part of her felt a little naked without her contacts on, and it made her almost twitchy. Looking over at him, she tilted her head to the side just a tad. "....Did you get to go to class?" She asked lightly. If he said yes she'd feel a little bit better. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jun 14, 2011 14:09:21 GMT -5
Psych swivled in his chair to look at her. "I was up at dawn. I went to first hour then came back to check up on you and wake you up. I've been here since then so you wouldn't wake up in my office alone." He said the words slowly, almost kindly, seeing her distressed, he was going to be nice. Which would surprise anyone. He walked to the bed and stood by her offering his hand. "I'll walk you out of the court and up to the dorms? So you can get dressed?" he avoided her eyes, because he knew she didn't have her contacts in, and if he didn't avoid the contact, then he might ravage her right there.
Her chocolate eyes were still glaring at him every time he closed his eyes.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jun 14, 2011 14:13:01 GMT -5
Raising a brow at how early he'd been up, she shook her head with a light sigh. Clearly he hadn't slept that long considering how late they'd gotten back then. "You probably still should sleep more.....but, whatever.Pretending that she didn't care might be the best course of action at the moment, and now she really just wanted a shower and to get her contacts in. Anyone that saw her without contacts might actually stare at her, and she had to scare the new students that would come in. Taking his hand, she stood up, then blinked some. "Sure....that works. And what? Do I have serious bed head or something? She asked when he wasn't looking at her, frowning some. Using her free hand to comb through her hair, she tried to smooth it out some more. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jul 25, 2011 13:45:25 GMT -5
The Shadow King kept from looking at her as he chuckled softly, "Why sleep in the shadows when I can rule them..?" he asked before he pulled her from the bed and started walking toward the door, then his eye faded to purple and Knox said aloud, "You should have seen the poor boy, fawning over you, making sure that no one came in at all while you slept. It was sickeningly sweet..." the sadist said and laughed smoothly as he walked her through the door and into the large, empty ball room.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jul 25, 2011 18:01:22 GMT -5
Letting out an exasperated sigh at his response to sleep, she shook her head. He was stubborn, and when he pulled her from the bed she almost cursed, but was startled by the sudden change. The voice of Knox was startling, especially considering she had only gotten up a little while ago. "Fawning? Oh, I doubt that very seriously, God Boy. Psych has many female admirers after all, and I'm just the little rebel," she murmured, but then chuckled. The fact that she was a rebel able to perform at the Shadow Courts exclusive talent show, either showed that her words didn't ring true, or that Alena had more sway than she herself realized when it came to Psych and Knox. Letting out another yawn, she looked around the empty ballroom, realizing that most people had to be in class or something at the moment.
Shaking her head she shook out her long hair, letting the dark locks fall into her face some as she sighed. "I'll need to get the make up work and do it all before the next class, or I'll never want to do it. Gah. Why did I insist on trying to make Psyche sleep?" Honestly, even she wanted to know the answer to this one.
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jul 25, 2011 19:33:04 GMT -5
Knox let go of her hand and stuffed his own into his pockets, he tilted his head back a little and walked at a slow pace through the room, just the usual loungers were there, covered in the shadows cast by the candles, whose flames danced lazily on their wicks. Psych sat on the floor, grumbling at Knox for kicking him out of power. "Just don't do anything to piss her off, alright?" and with that, Psych faded into his sub-conscience to rest his part of their mind.
Knox chuckled out loud - to her it would be random. He stopped his snail pace to the door and said her name, not giving her time to react before he took her hand and pulled her against him, holding her as he should to guide her into a slow waltz. The only noise in the air for the moment was the hum of his throat, humming the waltz to dance by.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jul 25, 2011 19:47:00 GMT -5
Looking around the ball room she admired, and sighed lightly. There were pluses to the Shadow Court that she wasn't going to admit for awhile. The few people that lounged in the room didn't really bother her, so she didn't glare in their direction. It was Pierre's court that seemed to collect Nymphos like they were some sort of odd collection. She walked slowly towards the door so she could go off and shower, and get dressed in her usual attire for the day. Before she could glance up at the sound of her name, she was pulled in against Knox and she almost eeped at it. Holding back the overly feminine urge to squeek like that, she shook her head with a light huff.
Moving with him, more due to the fact that he could hold onto her or pull her back, she rolled her eyes. "Knox......you have two choices. Release me, or get kicked in the groin. I have no qualms about such things," she said in all seriousness. True that earned a few looks from people in the Shadow Court, but she really could care less. If they tried to touch her, she would personally kick their asses herself. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jul 25, 2011 20:04:45 GMT -5
Knox chuckled easily and kept dancing. He totally ignored her words and looked into her face, gazing deeply into her deep brown eyes. "You have the eyes of a Goddess, you know. You could get anything you wanted if you didn't wear those silly contacts." Knox was totally serious in his words, though his tone was perpetually playful and teasing. A god didn't have to be serious, or portray his thoughts honestly.
The male creature danced them along, holding her so her body was flush to his and he craned his neck to whisper into her ear, "And I know you wouldn't have a problem seducing little ol' Psych if you pouted your lips and gazed at him with those deep, needy brown eyes." Knox loved his games.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jul 25, 2011 20:17:32 GMT -5
Kyle almost growled as he continued to dance with her, giving an eye roll as they went. He was trying to drive her insane with frustration, she just knew that. Trying not to yell at him, she took in a very slow and deep breath before she spoke. "I'd rather be feared than have Nymphos follow me more than already do, thanks. Besides, my eyes aren't that pretty," she grumbled as she shook her head at him. Yeah, Knox was completely insane. Then again, if he and Psych weren't, then they wouldn't be there.
At his words about seducing Psych, her eyes went wide and she looked almost flustered. Trying not to blush she rolled her eyes again and flipped her hair over her shoulder with a head gesture. "Pfff. Again. He has loads of female admirers. He can have who he wants, and excuse me for not falling over at the chance to get the Shadow King," she said sharply, almost a little too sharply. Feeling a little more defensive, she took a deep breath and tried not to show that reaction. Knox would so get onto her about that now. He saw too much, damnit!
"Last warning, Knox......let me go or I'm kicking," she threatened, though it didn't sound as fierce as her first threats to him had been. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jul 25, 2011 20:31:47 GMT -5
Knox was taken aback by her sharp defensiveness. He gracefully took a step to the side, then he was behind her with his arms around her, laughing loudly. "Perhaps I should give you a taste of what he looks for in a lover? Because I can tell you, it's different then you'd think." Knox began to dance her about with his arms around her like this, his face tucked against her ear.
Psych shot into the room created by their mind and watched in horror as Knox kissed her ear and, using Williams voice, moaned his words. "I'm looking for a willful queen that will grace my bed, rather then spend time in it. A queen who won't let anyone walk all over her, unless I order her to. A queen who only listens to me... a Queen with deep brown eyes." Knox put more feeling into his moans as he said 'a queen with deep brown eyes'. he was aiming to make her blush and get mad enough to try and fight him, then he'd give William his body back and let him do damage control.
Knox was truly proud of himself right now.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jul 25, 2011 20:40:06 GMT -5
At how quickly he moved behind her, she almost let out a sound that was very much like a growl. About to try and spin around to kick at him, she froze, trying not to shiver at the kiss to her ear. That and the fact that his breath was hitting the back of her neck, and it was Psych's voice that he was using was about to make her shiver more. There was no way she was going to let Knox get to her like this. No way in hell. She would try and fight against him with everything she had, but the fact was, his words almost made her melt. It was all because he sounded like Psych too. Oh, she knew it was Knox. There was no way that Psych could be wanting HER as his Queen. She didn't take orders well at all after all, and wouldn't let anyone tell her what to do, not even him.
A small voice in her head reminded her that she had gone to bed last night when he said to, which just fueled on the anger, that and it made her blush. The blush couldn't be helped at all, but she could help the anger a bit. Oh, but she could help let go some of the anger. "Shut the hell up, Knox!"
Pulling out of his grip she spun around, her hair falling back out of her face as she glared at him, looking as if she were tempted to kick him. Cracking her knuckles, she slowly curled her hands into fists at she glared at him. "Warned you that you'd get hurt...." she trailed off as she stepped towards him. |
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Post by William 'Psych' Turner / Knox on Jul 25, 2011 20:53:15 GMT -5
Psych ran at the mental Knox and growled lowly, though he was still slow on his feet from no rest. He spat curses as Knox easily pushed him over, relinquishing control midfall, letting the poor boy fall to his knees and then back on his butt form lack of balance. Psych quickly raised a hand, to keep her from hurting him as she glared with her vicious brown eyes. He looked right into them and was frozen to his place, hardly breathing as the others in the room walked a little closer, making sure their King wasn't in harms way, though they knew that he could take care of himself.
Psych rasped a soft word, because he needed to say it out loud and his throat had gone dry from he had to clarify that Knox was being a bastard to both of them, "...True..." but he would never explain it more then that.
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Post by Kyle Ann Warren on Jul 25, 2011 20:58:16 GMT -5
Kyle had been about to storm forward to land a punch into him, before she frowned at the sight of him falling over. Psych. Great. She couldn't hit him while he was in control, she'd feel bad later. Slowly unclenching her fists,she shook her head with a sigh. Oh, she hated Knox. She hated him sooooo much right now. Relaxing how she was standing she glanced over her shoulder in the direction of the door to leave this place, though most of the members of his court here probably wouldn't let her go until he said she could leave. Perfect. They were a bunch of butt kissers and she'd be stuck in here for awhile if he couldn't regain himself to walk her back to the dorms.
Letting out a slow sigh, she shook her head. "And what's true? Come on Psych, tell me so I might calm down. I'm tempted to ask you to let him back out so I can punch him," she said sharply, her voice a bit colder as she crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her tennis show clad foot on the ground. Now she really wanted to go and take a shower, to try and forget what it was like to have him holding onto her like that.
Holding back the urge to blush, and keeping her body from letting a shiver roll down her spine from the mere memory, she waited for him to answer. |
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