<span style='color:#3399FF'>Who?</span> Chiara and Temyc <span style='color:#3399FF'>When?</span> Mia 2nd, 81379      The dorm was dimly lit by a kerosene lamp, its walls were black, hinting at a glimmer of blue. A bed was set in the corner, comforter was indigo blue and the sheets potruding from underneather were beige. There was a long body length pillow at the head of the bed, which seemed rather perfect and recenty fluffed. At the foot of the bed was a hope chest with a silk pillow atop it. Hanging over top of the head of the bed was a series of shelves holding random books and a single plush toy. The stuffed animal was a little blue bird, its eyes appearing to follow one around the room.      In the opposite corner of the room a black drafting table could be found. Scattered across the desktop was numerous half finished sketches,B shade pencils, Micron pens and some various magazines.      A single figured walked around the room, humming a tune resemling a song by Greenday. She began dancing on the balls of her feet, listening to the music in her head. She began inch closer to the converter on her nightstand. Eventually, she grabbed hold of it and flicked the power button on. Her boombox blared on American Idiot by Greenday. She quickly adjusted the volume so that her neighbours would not hear.      The femme was wearing a black pleated denim skirt hiked up to atleast six inches from her kneecaps. Her top was a simple silver vest, with what appeared to be a white camisole. She put a single digit up to her lips and thought for a moment. Remembering what she had forgot, she hopped over to her door and opened it ajar. Nodding to herself she resumed her cleaning.      A smile was upon her face.
Temyc slowly walked down the hallway. He wore a rather strange outfit. For his shoes were these bright, green, shiney dress shoes which where actually rather cool. He wore some black slacks and a black shirt. Over the shirt was a dark blue Suit coat which had stichings all over it for new, makesift pockets. And then there was the most interesting part.....upon his head there was a tophat, covered in patches. He hummed a tune as he walked, hands in pockets and came to the door. There it was, ajar. He opened the door slowly and knocked at the same time just to be safe. "Knock Knock?" He said as he entered, looking about the room.
<span style='font-family:Arial'>     Just as she was shakng all of the ingredients to her Zombie, she heard knocking. The noise caught her offguard and the shaker slippeed from he hand. Tilting her body sideways, she shifted her tail so that the shaker landed softly atop of it. She put the metal container on her miniature fridge and then faced the male. <span style='color:#3399FF'>     You arrived at a good time. Did you like my little... Mixing act? Hah. Well, welcome to my room. Take a seat on the bed or stool by the desk. Whichever suits you. Even though its obvious the bed's more comfortable... </span>      Chiara gave him a sly wink, and then started to laugh. A mixing act? Psh. More like a dork act.. Oh crap, the drinks. Remembering her concotion, she found two highball glasses and poured in the liquid with her tail. She passed one of the glasses to Temyc before taking a seat on the bed. She took a sip of her drink, trying to loosen up a little. </span>
Temyc took the drink and then sat down on the Stool. His tail swung idly behind him giving off a warm feeling in the room. He sipped the drink slowly. "This is good" He smiled and drank some more.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>waits for a post :abduct: abducts phwakes form wherever she is so she will post*</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Eh.. Sorry. i'mma be gone for a couple of days. Last minute thing popped up. :unsure: </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>okay I will wait</td></tr></table>
<span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara grinned and nodded approvingly. <span style='color:#3399FF'>I had hoped you would like it. It's taken me quite awhile to perfect it, as many people make it different ways. I personally prefer it with an extra ingredient. </span> Her tail flickered across the bed, like a cat's would when it was waiting for something.. She was about to say something when she noticed his very interesting choice of clothing. What caught her gaze was the bright shiny green shoes he had chosen to wear. She observed the shoes for sometime before she finally asked something. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Where did you get those shoes? I think I might want to inherit a pair.. They're really nice.. </span> Nice shoes, wanna screw? Hah. Figures I would be the one to think of that. She laughed under her breath at her own petty joke.</span>
He looks at his shoes. "Yeah..these..I got these at a Garage Sale last summer. They Belonged to someone who really liked Disco." He smiles. "So.....whadda wanna do?" his tail wrapped around the glass as soon as he finished drinking it and put it on the table. He looked at her.....she is so pretty. He likes her allot....she looks ultra hot this night too.
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:#3399FF'> Very retro... I like it. </span> She shoulders shrugged and her hands gestured a motion that would seem that she had no ideas. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Oh, I don't know.. What do people do in dorms? Or dates for that matter.. Heh.</span></span> Her cheeks turned red for a moment. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Short post. Yay.</td></tr></table>
He got a devious look for a moment... "well...some make out....heheheh..." but his laughter kinda died away. stupid idiot...She aint looking for a makeout session. He blushed too then looked at his shoes. He looked back at her....he slowly stood then sat down next to her on the bed...he looked in her eyes....her deep, beautiful eyes....then stroked her face. He has never felt like this before. Not what he is feeling now for her. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>awww....hes in love.. </td></tr></table>
<span style='font-family:Arial'><span style='color:#3399FF'>Makeout, eh? That's what I'ver heard aswell..</span> She thought it was rather cute that he was blushing. She grinned as he came over, and mischievious look coming upon her face. She peered into his eyes for some time, no thought crossing through her mind at that moment. She leaned her face close to his, tilting slightly to the side. Hands found their way 'round the back of his neck and the side of his face, slowly carresing his cheeks. She looked intriguingly at him before pressing his lips against his..</span>
He kissed her back rather softly....His tail wrapping around her body holding onto her tightly. His hand tracing along her back.... <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Blerg..short post.....sorry...not very creative at the moment...heh</td></tr></table>
<span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara slid over and sat on his lap, slowly leaning her chest 'gainst his, causing the couple to lie back on the bed. The hand carressing his cheek slowly slid down his neck and chest. Her nails would sometimes appear and make a little pressure between her digit and the pelt. She opened her eyes for just a moment, looking at him carefully. Before closing her eyes once more, she let her hand slide lower to his navel, drawing a random circle 'round it. </span>
He looks up at her, compassion and love in his eyes and heart. He kisses her again, softly...but passionatley. His tail tightens lightly around her a warm feeling coming from the flame causing alittle heat but not to much.
<span style='font-family:Arial'>'Tail danced around, one point wrapping around his leg the next edging near his tail flame. Though this time she was actually twitching it, as apposed to her... alter-ego. She broke from the kiss for just moment and leaned towards his ear. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Is this what they do on dates? </span></span>
He chuckled for a moment "I dunno..this is my first date.." he looked at her with a soft grin. His top hat had rolled off his head when she pushed him back onto the bed, now it layed upon the floor upside down.
<span style='font-family:Arial'>Chiara perked a brow. <span style='color:#3399FF'>Really? That's interesting.. Guess that means I'm the experienced one? Psh.</span> She laughed at the likelyness of that happening. Most 'dragons she's been with were... Very experienced. Interesting.. She moved away from his lips and went towards his neck, nuzzling it slowly with her nose. </span>
A low growl of comfort emits from his throat as tail unwraped from her and relaxed upon the bed, moving slowly across it. He wrpas his arms around her and rubs them across her back feeling her form.
<span style='font-family:Arial'>She rolled over slightly, enabling her tail to grab her drink. She took a few large gulps before downing the glass, tongue circling 'round the rim before she rested it on her nightstand. She murred as the liquid slid down her throat, that beautiful alcoholic liquid.. She connected her lips with his once more, her tongue poking around gently. She zoned out for a few seconds thinking of random things... We should lie on the roof and just look at the stars. I haven't done that in so long. And maybe it could show him.. </span>
