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[aurelia]

We're headed north, I see the cliff, we're getting close

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She sighed a breath of relief as she brought the cigarette to her lips to light it with her bright orange lighter. She hadn't had a cigarette all day and she fucked needed one. Between classes and work, she worked with assholes all day and some days were, well they were better than others. As she took a drag of her cigarette she wondered how she had gotten trapped in the monotony that was everyday existence. She always told herself that she would never be caught working a nine to five, she'd never be caught dead wearing a pants suit and that she wound never go home to an empty apartment. Of course, two out of the three things she had already broken her word on. She wore a stupid gray pantsuit which cost her a pretty penny to an art show, and she basically working a nine to five between school and work, fuck if she was going to go home to an empty apartment she would shoot herself! But she knew that Thor, her big black cat, would be waiting for her - wanting her to feed and pet and love him. He was her savior at that very moment.

Pulling the hood of her leather jacket around her head, her fingers brushed her cheeks as she took a final drag off the cigarette and threw it to the ground, stamping it out before she began walking. The crowds weren't dwindling down yet. Shoppers were still carrying bags up bags of useless shit, the homeless man was sitting, sitting on the group in his rags begging for money, and the men and women of the workplace were quickly moving without watching where they were going talking away on a blackberry or a iphone or whatever was most convenient. Slipping down one of the smaller streets to avoid the crowd, she walked past the Franklin Fountain to a hookah bar down the street where she could order some food and smoke a hookah.

But before she could even make it there, her feet fumbled on the uneven cobblestone and losing her balance she fell forward, however not before flailing to grab hold of anything that could keep her balance resulting in her pulling someone down with her, her hand letting go as soon as her other hand flew out to catch herself, getting scraped up in the process.

"Fuck!" She mumbled, looking up to catch sight of whoever she had just taken down.

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[eli]

Eli was jogging. It wasn’t a rare occurrence actually. The young actor rather enjoyed keeping fit. He loved playing sports or even, yes, jogging. It was strange actually. Generally ‘jock’ and ‘theatre nerd’ didn’t exactly go together. Eli tended to disagree though. It was really a winning combination if you thought about it. Actors needed to keep fit didn’t they? I mean he wasn’t naive enough to think that the industry he was trying get into wasn’t shallow and looks based. He knew it was. Now he couldn’t do anything about his face but he could optimise his chances by keeping his body in shape. Besides he was like a puppy, he got far too restless if you didn’t feed him and walk him often enough.

Sweat-pants hanging low on his hips, and only a grey wife-beater covering his vast chest, the kid was taking a leisurely jog through the city he had taken to calling home. Endurance; he had it. In all sorts of exercise ladies. He can keep going and going.. Ha ha. He also had the knack for making lame jokes inside his own head, but that was completely besides the point you know. The point was, that he had been at this running thing for twenty minutes now. Beads of sweat forming in various places over his flesh. He was working hard and keeping his pace slow and even, trying to match his strides to his slow, even pants of breath. It was all about Pace. Take it slow, work it up, then drive it on home hard and fast....Ha ha.

It amused his rather immature mind how many parallels he could draw between running and sex. In fact, trying to think of more was what his mind was busy with as his feet padded the earth as he jogged down Penn’s Landing. When there wasn’t actually an event happening, it was a good place to jog. Not too many people gathered there, mainly using it as a thorough-fair. Just a place to use to get to their destination. There was the problem of having to dodge out of the way of people too busy too look up- but then Eli just saw that as all part of the fun. Like dodge-jogging.

However, his charming mind had been so pre-occupied he was failing in the game. So much so that he found himself colliding with someone. A female shaped someone. Hm, now that was an interesting new game wasn’t it? A smirk toyed on his features as he glanced at the girl was now beneath him. He couldn’t help himself really, as he let out a laugh. The situation was amusing. Or at least, he thought it was. Still chuckling to himself, the kid pulled himself up, then offered a hand. “If you wanted to press up against me, coulda just asked..” Oh yes, he was oh so funny..

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[aurelia]

We're headed north, I see the cliff, we're getting close

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“If you wanted to press up against me, coulda just asked..”

She heard him muse.

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A groan came from the back of her throat as she turned her head away from him as he chuckled, but quickly caught sight of his profile and his hand; Taking it she felt herself being helped up as if she were a feather. Brushing the dirt off her skinny jeans, she looked up again to give him the once over. He was more and just good-looking. He was fucking hot. Not necessarily what Aurelia was typically attracted to, but to be perfectly realistic, at the current moment she had no real preference for guys. Of course, she didn't jump in all willy nilly going after the creepiest guys ever, but she hadn't made the best decisions in the past; Her worst being dating a married man for a while, luckily he didn't have kids and his wife easily left him. He made her life hell for a while, but she no idea that he was married. Just the thought of it brought a momentary smirk to her lips before that smirk faded into a look of absolute indifference.

It was her luck to take down an attractive jogger, but that was just it when it came down to luck. She sighed, remaining quiet for a few more minutes, and in a somewhat mocking and sarcastic tone finally said, "If I wanted to get this close, trust me dude, I just would've asked..." a smirk now growing on her face, she didn't think herself funny, in fact, she thought her rebuttal was rather lame, but it was just the absolute ridiculousness of the situation - especially give that the ally wasn't all that small. But it was always like that, her luck.

It would have been even funnier if she were high. She imagined it, kind of wishing she was. She was most likely just sit in the alleyway laughing like a kid, giggling her ass off at all of the thoughts running through her head about the ridiculousness of the situation. Weird shit always happened to her and her entire family for as long as she knew them...It was always weird, weird shit.[/BLOCKQUOTE][/BLOCKQUOTE]

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[eli]

Oh snap. Snappity snap snap snap. It wasn’t the most genius come back in the world, but Eli had to admit, her wit was quick. In all honesty he actually liked some feisty spirit in his women. It made things a hell of a lot more fun. Not to mention feisty was good for the bed-room. So he wasn’t exactly offended by her come back. In fact, he was glad for it. Really, it made things all the more interesting. Besides the obvious sexual tension verbal sparring created, it was actually rather enjoyable. So it didn’t need to be about flirting. Though, it was often wondered if Eli was at all capable of even short moments when he wasn’t a huge perv. That was just a part of his nature.

Perv as he may be, he wasn’t a complete man-whore or womanizer. Sure he may think of slutty thoughts, or make lude comments. But really? He didn’t sleep around too much. In fact not at all. He’d maybe had sex once or twice outside of a relationship. He’d never like anyone to know it, but Eli Cadence was all talk. He loved to talk himself up, in fact it was one of his favourite pass times, but as far as being big man on campus went; there were girls on campus who had more balls then him. It wasn’t exactly a secret that he was all talk, at least not to his friends or the girls he spoke himself up to as soon as they figured out he had no follow through. That he was no more than a push over; a giant Teddy Bear.

Chuckling, he shook his head a little. “Dayam girl.” Looking himself up and down, he sighed. “And here I was thinking I was a stud.” Tugging a pout to his lips, the boy leant against the light post that was actually rather conveniently beside him. He always found leaning rather comfortable, and helped to cultivate his laid back, easy going persona. Which was rather important to him. “Way to burst a poor guy’s bubble..” As he spoke this time, Eli attempted to inconspicuously look her up and down. He wasn’t sure how stealth he was being, but still. He hoped she wouldn’t notice, or if she did that she wouldn’t mind all that much.

“You know, you’re not so fine yourself babe. Maybe you shouldn’t be so picky about who you rub up against. You could do a hell of a lot worse than me princess.” Alright, so perhaps he wasn’t being all that honest. She wasn’t ugly. Far from it. She was no Quinn Healey. Then, no one was Quinn Healey. That girl was perfection. This one though, this one wasn’t bad in her own right. He’d tap that. Or at least think about tapping that. She had wounded his ego though, so he had to strike back. He had to defend his honour as a hotty.

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[aurelia]

We're headed north, I see the cliff, we're getting close

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If anything, she was unamused and almost a bit bored by his comments. Though, she was a bit intrigued, people like this guy almost always intrigued her. He was pervy, and in a way almost hyper sexual, even if he didn't have sex with multiple different people, he still felt the need to be flirtatious and make backhanded sexual remarks...It could have been all talk or seriousness, but sex seemed to also play an important role in college stereotypes.

Aurelia, of course, fell into one of these stereotypes of didn't feel uncomfortable at all playing into it. She was one of the odder girls, the artsy girl, the stoner girl. Everyone saw her as somewhat stupid because the amount she smoked, somewhat creative because of the amount she smoked and more of a guy girl than a girly girl. But, like most, she was more than a stereotype. She was multidimensional, reflective and diverse. Her hobbies were more than smoking and painting, and she knew better than most that more times than none people were more than their stereotypes, unless they really were just a character from a John Hughes film.

But as he spoke on, she couldn't help but crack a smirk, the closest to a smile she would ever get unless she were high, when he spoke. He was funny, hilarious in fact. A small curt laugh escaped her lips, it almost was forced except for the fact that her eyes were laughing too. Aurelia didn't typically fake emotions, she could be pretty easy to read unless she didn't want to be read. But this guy, as sassy as he was, could be a pretty good guy to befriend.

Although she wasn't sure, she decided to test the waters a bit and if she offended him that was the end of it, but if he actually decided to play - it would be interesting. "Okay dude, cut the bullshit...Princess?" She laughed, her brows furrowing in disbelief as a laugh played from the back of her throat, "Do I look like a princess to you? Let me guess, every girls a princess. Yeah, I saw A Little Princess too." She paused getting a bit more snappy and shook her head, "I appreciate the flattery, I do, and you're quite attractive yourself..." finishing with a playful and sarcastic tone in her voice, "But you already knew that...So, what are you getting at?" She studied him as she finished.

Giving him the same once over that he was giving her, she cocked her head, "I'm sure you have tons of attractive women who are willing to crawl all over you and your player reputation - but I think you picked the wrong not so fine babe to flirt with." Things were suddenly getting fun. She had managed to insult him without directly insulting him, that was more her style, and she wasn't being mean in her mind, simply playful.

She was interested in seeing his response.

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[eli]

Eli was well aware he played into a stereotype and you know what? He loved it. He acted up to the idea of what people said he should be according to the archetype of a jock. Maybe that made him kind of an ass-hat. But whatever. He sort of cared more than some people about how others saw him. Which would rather easily explain the bravado he had. The way he saw it, if you didn’t show yourself as confident, then why would other people think highly of you? You gotta project what you want others to see in you. Or at least, that’s what the school counsellor had told him. ‘Eli’ he’d said, ‘if you want people to stop thinking you’re a bully you gotta stop acting like one..’. Okay, so maybe it was different. But pfft.

She was smirking. Score. That meant she found him at least a little amusing. Which was what Eli was going for. It was mostly what he was always going for really. He liked to make people laugh. After all, laughter was a good thing. People didn’t laugh enough. Like this girl. He could see she was amused, and she was chucking slightly, but it seemed restrained. Like she hadn’t had a good, real, belly rumbling laugh in a while. Hm. Eli considered this for a moment. She needed to loosen up, laugh some more. In his opinion anyway. That would be his mission. To somehow find a way to make this girl really laugh; laugh so hard you pee a little laugh.

Chuckling to himself, the young man shook his head. She was right- she wasn’t exactly a princess. Which was why he had said it. You know, being sarcastic and all. Maybe she didn’t get irony? Oh well, he’d feel all mean and tool like if he explained it to her and made her feel like an idiot. So instead he just went along with it. He didn’t mind. It wasn’t as though it was a huge deal anyway. “You caught me.” He noted, crossing his arms across his chest. “Calling a girl a princess is a corny pick-up line, but it works, ya know..” He gave her a wink and a chuckle. Wink and chuckle. Huh. They seemed to be staple actions for Eli.

“Huh..” he considered her comments for a moment. “That is true. I do have a ton of lovely honeys all over me, all the time..” He let a pout tug on his lips. “But that gets so tiring you know..” The kid let out an over-dramatic sigh, milking it for all it was worth. “Every now and again I crave some insults instead of all the adoring sweet nothings I get constantly. Girls who are mean are just more fun. And kind of hot.” It was often hard to tell when Eli was being serious, if he was ever serious. Everything he said was with a playful air, and a hint of a chuckle. It was as though life for him was just one big fun time.

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