| Space Dust ~Before the Storm~ ~1~ |
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| �The grunting and groaning, cursing and the thuds of bodies either thrown or slammed into a wall, the floor, or one of the few workout mats was common place. Men and women, old to the early teens gathered here, and watched, here beneath their base, their hotel, the pack, most of the them, gathered, little less that a hundred people, ranging The grunting and groaning, cursing and the thuds of bodies either thrown or slammed into a wall, the floor, or one of the few workout mats was common place. Men and women, old to the early teens gathered here, and watched, here beneath their base, their hotel, the pack, most of the them, gathered, little less that a hundred people, ranging from suits to the barely dressed at all. All watched a pair locked in combat with the silent intensity, waiting, for the visitor to stand and to fall upon the infidel.
"If you've got something to say, say it to me god damn it. Don't your dare think to go over�my head or run to your daddy because, 'Jadey isn't playing fair.'!" Even panting the girl managed to keep her voice calm and still projected enough for all to hear as her knee came up in a blur and kneed the boy in the groin and again as he doubled over into the stomach and a final time into the youths' face with an unadulterated viciousness. Letting the boy collapse onto the floor a and curl into a fetal position she paced looking down at the curled form with a look of pure disgust as a high keening noise rose from the form with the sound of sobbing heard. "Just because your father is fucking Toni, or even the fact that they're married and legally we are siblings. Don't you think you'll get a free ride. You want to be a leader, prove it! Fight for it! But complain about me again, even to your damned priest, and you will be eating through a straw!" No one moved for a moment before all at once the crowd drifted away, or forward as were in a few cases. The battle was over, Prima Ballerina still ruled. Two had came forward as the�others moved away to resume their various tasks, a few fought, sparred, though most went to the elevators to spread the news. Nudging the now silent form with her foot, Jade spoke kindly with what was a mix of an earthen and Xadaine lilt making her voice strangely musical. "Rafe, you shouldn't think those thoughts. You knew I would be pissed and you knew you were wrong." She smiled absently at the swears as the boy got up to his hands and knees and looked up at her with a pissy expression. Jade, Prima Ballerina, Leader, looked at him with the same smile she gave the day they met, an innocently sweet, vacant smile. No hint of the anger or the viciousness he had just experienced, and still remembered. Smooth brown skin paled by artificial lights and the mere fact she was an off worlder gave her skin an undistinguishable shade between gold and bronze. White hair pulled up in a ponytail of tiny braids with a variety of beads, tiny and plain to large and gaudy, almond shaped eyes of a pale light brown the held a tolerant look. This, was his step-sister. Standing she was little more that a meter point seven, and fifty-seven kilograms. She had the build of a dancer as she was called, slender, all legs. Little more than sixteen. Slender arms wrapped around Rafe�s chest and pulled him back, warmth and softness of a woman and a familiar scent had him sighing and leaning back into the warm embrace. �Monica don�t baby him so. What�s our objective for today?� Looking down Jade smiled feeling arms wrap around her waist and the pressure of a chin on her collar bone as she looked down at Rafe and Monica. Mocha brown skin and eyes the color of good chocolate , his hair was the total opposite of hers, black and a stylish shorter length, he was handsome, and new it. The worse sort. One reason to always hit his face, just as he went for her legs and hands. He had what Monica called �dark prince� eyes, which seemed to fit, not exactly shifty mixed with angular. Taller than her by a few inches and more muscular, her first though when she had saw him had been he was, well, cute. At least until she found out who he was. �Umm, well I gotta get to the garage in a bout an hour, you and Devon are due in studio in ten minutes. After that, Dev has Sims to go through, Rafe has kickboxing, then Sims with Dev, I have computer analyzes, Toni wants you in a meeting. You have your instrumental lesson, med with Kura, then -� �Back up Blondie, Toni wants to see me? Well why did she-� �Us, four and all. Its not big, but she seemed kinda uncomfortable, said the baby was moving a lot. Oh! Mira May sends greeting says we can come rescue her any day. Joran says he�s shaved his head and is joining a group of monks.� Monica wasn�t a blond at all , except perhaps personality, ivory skin with chestnut hair with red highlights and she had hazel eyes, defiantly not a blond. Why she was called that was a mystery. Jade frowned, and Rafe leaned his head back to Monica�s shoulder and eased pressure off his groin Devon wasn�t a bad guy, Rafe liked him well enough though he was still new, but from what he heard Devon was as new as he was and the fact that he seemed to flirt with every female, but latched on to Jade whenever she was around. It was seriously beginning to piss him off. He�d walk over from smiling slyly at some chic, wrapped his arms around her as if it was natural. Rafe was quiet certain that it would break an unspoken law of big brothers if he didn�t beat the shit out of the guy. Or, at least talk threateningly to him. �You act as if you�re a girl crazed moron. It seems to annoy Rafe. How�s Brian?� Her consciousness was like a cool wave of water enveloping his mind, distantly Devon felt Jades� lips, her heart beat, and her hands on him. And in a strange sensation felt himself touching her, through her. To explain the experience to a non-telepath was next to impossible with no confusion. �Fine as ever.� �Still not interested, well keep it up, I�m not complaining.� �Whore.� Jade smiled lightly as she pulled away to be brought back into the embrace. She smiled walking in unison with Devon backwards for a few steps, her chest against his before pulling away. �You guys know what�s on the agenda, move!� |
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