<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td><span style='color:#3399FF'>Who:</span> Temyc & Chiara <span style='color:#3399FF'>When:</span> Dyo 27 81379 </td></tr></table> A femme resided under the shadows of a willow tree. Not much covered her, she was solely wearing a pair of black and pink basketball shorts and a matching baby doll shirt. No labels or slogans were to be found on the front of her shirt, but on the back it said ‘Lieutenant’ in bold pink. She shifted from a few different positions before she finally sat comfortably. She rested her back against the tree and her legs lay straight out, only crossing at the ankles. Sitting under the shades of the tree, she took out a book and began to read. Her orbs darted back and fort between each page, testing her new method of speed reading. Eventually she slowed down when she would get to a good part. “Don’t worry. I’ll stay here." And he pulled out his scimitar, brandishing it in front of the-“ The movie in her head paused. A little chickadee landed upon her shoulder, singing a few soothing notes. She raised a single digit to pat it atop the head; it was soft and extremely small. With her other hand, she closed her book and placed it on the ground next to her. <span style='color:#3399FF'>“You’re a cutie… Mind if I put you on my lap?"</span> She whispered this then carefully grabbed hold of the creature. She held it wings as she moved it, but quickly let go when she had set it down. Nothing should be held captive… The little bird treaded all across her legs, doing a dance and squeaking at the same tie. It did this show for some time and Chiara watched it intently. In the background, the woman hadn’t noticed that a loud and prominent melody was being sounded. It seemed somewhat rush, like a call of worry. The chick stopped its dancing and let out a little ‘tweet’ of resignation. With that, it attempted to fly in the direction of the music. A giggle escaped her lips when the bird had accidentally crashed into a branch. <span style='color:#3399FF'>“Aww, it was comforting to hear its little hoots of joy. Oh well, just means I have to come back…" </span> At that comment, she resumed reading her novel, flipping through quite a few pages before finding her spot. The sun was shining, but clouds were quickly forming, blocking out the healthy rays of light. Within a few minutes, the rain hit and she was forced to relocate inside. <span style='color:#3399FF'>“What a shame. Fresh air always helps me get a clearer picture of what I’m reading." </span> At this point, she’d wrapped a towel around herself and her wings stretched to cover her body.
Temyc Ran in dripping wet. He stopped dead as soon as he saw chiara...a look of horror on his face. Oh god Im gunna have to tell her he thought. He hadnt seen her in days....she is most likley gunna look for answers on why he hasnt called or anything. He gulped and just stood there, water dripping of his lizardish snout and his trench.
Chiara heard the wet footfalls of another 'dragon entering the foyer, and raised her gaze from her book. She was about to tell them off for dripping all over the floor but realized it was Temyc. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Hey!</span> She threw her book to the ground and ran over to him, giving him a nice big kiss. She ran a few digits through his tusseled mane and tried to wipe some of the water off of him. <span style='color:#3399FF'>You're a sight for sore eyes. Where've yah been?</span>
Temyc looked at her with a sorry look and opened his mouth but all that came out where stutters. "C-C-C-Chiara.........." After taking a deep breath he was able to talk. "Chiara....we need to talk...i did something really bad......and you are going to hate me for it...." he looked as though he was going to cry...his tail flame barley burining and his tounge didnt shoot out everyonce in awhile like it normally did. It was odd seeing him like this.
Chiara arched a brow, something was wrong... She took her hands out from behind his head and backed up a step. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Wha-What'd you do?</span> She peered around the room, trying to discern something. Nothing can be wrong.. I didn't do anything. Did I? She opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to figure out what she was supposed to do or not do.
Temyc looked at her. "I slept with another girl......" he turned away "Im so sorry...i just...i met her and we hung out in my room eating pizza but then...something happened and we...well...I let her take me....."
Just by impulse her hand swung up to slap him, she could feel her palm throbbing from the hit. She didn't even care at the pain he was feeling, for all that mattered, he deserved it. A firey look game into her eyes as if she was trying to contain herself from hitting him again. <span style='color:#3399FF'>You let her take you?! So-So you couldn't have actually said no, I'm taken? Wow! I don't even want to know. Christ, you-you.. Argh!</span> Her voice was considerably rising and her wings muscles were tensing uncontrollably.
Temyc held a hand to his throbbing cheeck tears running down his cheecks. 'Im sorry....I just...didnt......I feel real bad...i do....." He looked at her. He was truly sorry. "If you want to break up with me you can......I just want you to know that I am sorry"
<span style='color:#3399FF'>Yeah.. You felt real bad hile you were screwing her right? As if! Was this just some kind of ploy for me to break up with you? </span> Her cheeks became very flustered and her palms began to bleed from clenching so hard. She brought one hand up lapping the blood away. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Don't you cry now. You're not going to get off on the count of tears. </span> Should I break up with the little rat? I sure as hell can't stand to be with him... Bet that witch who slept with him would be happy if I did... She went back to her chair, and slowly sat down, comtemplating what to do next.
He watched her. "I did.....i really did.....i did feel bad when we were doing it....." He sniffed and gripped his tail lightly......
Chiara ignored his words, still thinking of something to say or do. I just want to hear him say he enjoyed it... Then I'll go crazy... Or maybe I won't, show him he can have his little... Shr drummed her fingers anxiously on the armrest. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Was she pretty atleast? </span> Just asking these questions she knew she was killing herself.. But she couldn't stop, she didn't know how to.
"Yeah....but not really as pretty as you.....he gripped his tail tighter..hoping that question was a doubled edged sword..if she was pretty she would be all jealous like most likley...and if not pretty she would make fun of him for sleeping with an ugly girl.... Rom was pretty...really pretty...he just didnt want to say that to Chiara.....he looked at the floor. She was normally so kind..he never had seen her so angry....so very angry....
<span style='color:#3399FF'>Wow. Talk about sucking up. Nevermind, who cares. It doesn't matter. What's done is done.</span> She got up off of her chair again and started to walk down the hall, finally coming to a stop and sitting down. She rested her back against the stone, and began to hum some random tune, trying to calm herself down. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Don't drive away... </span> She muttered the same verse over and over again, one tear finally streaming down her cheek.
He walked next to her placing a hand on her shoulder. "Im sorry.....I am not goo denough for you anyways...never was....."
Chiara leaned her head slightly closer to his hand subconsciously, but moved away when she realized what she'd done. She cleared her throat, and took a deep breath. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Go to her, hug her, love her and don't leave her. It's extremely apparent you'd rather be with her, so go. I was fine without you before, so I'll be fine without you now. Consider yourself some one elses boyfriend. </span> Some gnawed at her heartstring, should she ask? No... That'd only make things worse.
He frowned and turned to walk away.he walked slowly...........he is glad he did tell her..but not really glad that this even happened...but he was going to stay with rom.....something told him too. He walked slowly..the water still dripping off of him
