Flicker of Colour (Open)

[Shade]

Shaya Rosen
All I wanted from you
Was a night maybe two
You beat me at my own game

The idea of a graveyard being scary, she thought as she looked around, was absurd. Sure, at night it was harder to see, but what the hell would you be doing in a graveyard at night that wasn't illegal? Anyway, it was dark everywhere at night, people should be more scared of the dark edge of the city. Living people could be down there, waiting. Here, the dead bodies were the only company she got and they weren't moving any time soon. Personally she found it relaxing, Graveyards were always so peaceful, so calm. They were silent, apart from the whisper of wind and the occasional bird rude enough to sing in a place of mourning.

She was 90% sure that she herself wasn't being entirely respectful. Most people didn't react well to someone leaning on the head stone of their loved ones. But given that this one was so worn she could barley make out the name and had only managed to discern that it had been there long enough that no one cared, she thought not many people were going to complain. Not that many would dare to approach her. Apparently the sort of people who were normally found in graveyards didn't like dyed red hair and over the top eye make-up. Ah well, it was no loss to
her.

From a distance it was difficult to tell what exactly her dress was made of, or even what it had on it. Coming closer though, it was easy to see the image of the world map printed on the knee length dress and didn't quite cover her knees enough. Her books were long enough to hide her calves and made of black leather. She was relaxing against the grave, eyes bored as they flickered from place to place.

She was sick of the city at the moment, all the noise and pollution and the tedious conversations she was engaged in. At least out here you were guaranteed some decent conversation, if anyone came out that was.

[Parchy]

MOVE YOUR BODY WHEN THE SUNLIGHT DIES
EVERYBODYHIDEYOURBODY
[ F R O M T H E S C A R E C R O W; E V E R Y B O D Y H I D E ]

He had flowers in his hands. Daises to be exact. And he was heading for his grandfather’s grave, once a month he would go and place some flowers on his grave. He had no obligation to bring him flowers, but it was a nice gesture. He loved his grandfather, and although he was dead, placing flowers was his only way to keep in contact with his grandfather and to keep his memory very much alive. He walked through the graveyard, the walk was very familiar and when he was a gravestone or two away from his resting place, there was a girl leaning against a stone a little next to his grandfathers.

Jeremy knelt down and placed the flowers, and he picked up the ones from last month. He then sat down and faced the grave. He smiled happily. There was always this sense of relief and happiness when he sat near his grandfather’s grave. But then he remembered the girl sitting next to him. This was when he turned and smiled at her. He put his charm on, and he looked at her, examining her every little bit. He liked her boots and her dress, and he thought the way she was leaning against the gravestone was a little risqué. He smirked.

“So…how are you doing?” He asked trying to make conversation. He had nothing else to do with his grandfather’s grave now that he had placed the flowers. So maybe talking to this girl was going to be a good way to entertain himself for a little bit. “I’m Jeremy by the way.” He said smiling his charming smile at her. Not that he was really interested in hooking up with anyone, just his charming smile was the friendliest one he had.

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[Shade]

She had been watching the boy approaching ever since she had been able to make out his features as he came closer and closer. She hadn't been able to stop herself licking her ruby lips. He was hot. Goddamn he was hot! She had regulated her breathing as he came close enough that she could see the flowers hanging from his hand, how cute. She was very surprised when he stopped by the gravestone next to hers and placed the flowers on the grave, sitting and watching it. She guessed the dead body must be a relative, or good friend, otherwise he wouldn't be not only visiting it, but bringing flowers.

He turned to her after a moment, probably catching her watching him intensely, her dark eyes focused on drinking in his features, a smirk drawing across her features.
So…how are you doing?
She paused, considering his question and also giving her time to think up an answer that wouldn't be inviting him to her bed for a night. Then he spoke again, and her mind flickered back to him.
I’m Jeremy by the way.
She smiled, trying to hide the lust in her eyes at the charm oozing off of him.
Shaya, nice to meet you Jeremy. Me? I'm good, waiting for something interesting to happen, heard Graveyards are good for stuff like that. You?
She had frequently wondered if there was some sort of code used by born and bred Americans that, as an English girl, she would never understand. She hoped not, things like that had never been a problem before, apart from the weird spelling differences and the trousers/pants fiasco.

[Parchy]

MOVE YOUR BODY WHEN THE SUNLIGHT DIES
EVERYBODYHIDEYOURBODY
[ F R O M T H E S C A R E C R O W; E V E R Y B O D Y H I D E ]

He knew she had been watching him, and when he looked at her he could see the lust in her eyes. Not that he knew it was lust, he couldn’t just tell by looking at her. But because the majority of women he looked at had this look in their eyes, he could tell that she was thinking of some very compromising situations. He could only smile at her. She was very beautiful herself, but he wasn’t sure if he was interested in a very random hook up. Well, maybe. But he’d have to see how the evening went.

Shaya was her name. He smiled again, his charming smile. “Shaya. What a beautiful name for a beautiful face.” He said winking at her. He glanced back at his grandfather’s grave, but he focused on Shaya a moment after. She was just looking for something interesting to do? Hm, how fascinating. “Well, I’m here now..” He said leaning a bit towards the girl, he smirked at her, “And I’m a very interesting person.” He gave her a wink. Hm, he had just come to the graveyard to pay his respects like he always did, but maybe something really entertaining could come from it.

Sure, he had just come to the graveyard for his monthly visit. To make sure everything was ok, and to feel connected to his grandfather once more. Not once did Jeremy every think of meeting someone at the graveyard or getting something really…memorable after a late night out. Sure, some days he wished for something exciting to happen, but he never actually ever thought that it would really happen.

Suddenly, he remembered that he was leaning in towards Shaya, even though he was now conscious of what he was doing, he didn’t move. He didn’t really want too. He just made it more into something that he was meaning to do. He grinned and winked at her once more, “What do you feel like doing, Miss Shaya?” His voice dropped to a whisper as he spoke and he felt very seductive, he hoped Shaya wouldn’t mind how forward he was being.

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[Shade]

Shaya Rosen

Shaya was far from restricted in her...sleeping habits? A one night stand was nothing to her and she certainly had on problem walking away from a relationship the moment it turned dull. She wanted some thrills in her life, something to keep her on the edge and it seemed this boy might be willing to join her in some thrill seeking.
Shaya. What a beautiful name for a beautiful face
She gave a laugh, tossing her head back slightly, it was a pick up line she had heard a thousand times before and she was sure she would hear it a thousand more times. But if it meant he was interested, she didn't care.
Well, I’m here now..And I’m a very interesting person.
She purred and leaned closer to him, a wicked smirk crossing her features as she licked her ruby lips.
Oh? I did hope you would be...
Her eyes flashed, dark and hot with lust and greed as she took him his good looks again, savoring every moment in case he decided to walk away now.
What do you feel like doing, Miss Shaya?
She paused, biting her lips dramatically and tilting her head to one side as though considering the options. In reality she was pondering how this could end. In disaster obviously, but it could also end with some fun, she had been very bored recently, New York didn't provide as much entertainment as everyone thought it did.
Well, Mr Jeremy, I am willing for anything really. One thing though. It's gotta be fun, exciting, I want to enjoy this... Whatever happens.

[Parchy]

MOVE YOUR BODY WHEN THE SUNLIGHT DIES
EVERYBODYHIDEYOURBODY
[ F R O M T H E S C A R E C R O W; E V E R Y B O D Y H I D E ]

Jeremy smiled at her happily, this girl was very promiscuous. Very alluring. He found himself staring at her, and he felt as though he could never ever look away from her. Was that her plan? To lure him in, then have her way with him and then dump him on the street. Well, Jeremy wasn’t really into that sort of thing. So he just smiled and winked her at.

“It’s gotta be fun? Well…I am a very fun guy. Hmmm” He said, he leaned away from her and stroked his chin thinking of something very exciting for them to do. He looked around the graveyard for something that was exciting, but there was nothing. The whole graveyard had nothing interesting in it, it was just silent. Then he looked back at Shaya, and remembered how beautiful she was.

Maybe he was into those one night stand sort of things? He usually didn’t enjoy them, because there was all the awkwardness in getting up in the morning, and either leaving or making them leave. But who knew, maybe he could get into them. Besides, Shaya was a stunner and Jeremy would want to get into her pants any day. Jeremy smiled wickedly to himself.

“Alright, I have an idea.” And with that said, Jeremy leaned back in close to her and he slowly and gently grazed a hand across her leg. He didn’t care if she slapped his hand away, or just in general slapped him. If she didn’t want him there, then he would leave. He had no reason to still be there anyways.

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[Shade]

Shaya Rosen

"Really? I had hoped you would be, so much more interesting."
She purred and leaned closer to him, a smooth grin slipped across her features as his hand moved to her leg. She was going to enjoy this, at least she hoped he would. Jeremy certainly wasn't holding back and she liked that in a guy. Her pale fingers rested on his, keeping them on her leg, the nails gently tapping the back of his hand.
Jeremy was good looking, she had time and was bored, this was too good to be true. Shaya was far from subtle so getting what she wanted wasn't normally a problem and it didn't appear it would be this time.
"I think I'm going to like this plan, the grave Yard might not be the best place to carry it out though, just an idea."
She licked her ruby lips and raised a single eyebrow, putting on a show over dramatic innocence. She could only hope he would take the bait.
While Shaya wasn't normally up for a one night stand, she made exceptions. It had been a while since she had been in a proper relationship and tonight she just didn't want to feel so lonely. She did miss England. Hell she missed her mother and she had been an abusive alcoholic, but she had been hers.

[Parchy]

MOVE YOUR BODY WHEN THE SUNLIGHT DIES
EVERYBODYHIDEYOURBODY
[ F R O M T H E S C A R E C R O W; E V E R Y B O D Y H I D E ]

Jeremy smirked as she placed her hand over top of his, as if making imprisoning it against her leg. He smiled, and looked up at her. He wasn’t sure if this was a good idea. He wasn’t sure if all these random hook ups were a good thing, though he didn’t care. One more wouldn’t hurt, and Shaya was a beautiful woman who wanted this as much as he did. Why was it such a bad thing?

His mind snapped to Annaika. No, they were not a couple, nor were they exclusive. But still he felt that they were. Annaika probably didn’t though, so what was the big deal? Jeremy didn’t move his hand though, he didn’t lean away from Shaya, he didn’t even flinch. In fact he leaned in closer and whispered, “I’m really going to enjoy this.”

Though, when she mentioned that they graveyard wasn’t exactly a nice choice Jeremy couldn’t help but sigh. He smiled and shook his head as if she get rid of that idea. “No, I think the graveyard makes it more...interesting. The graveyard makes it, better in a sense.” He said smiling in a mischievous way.

Jeremy what are you doing! You need to just get out of here. This behaviour is not a good thing. His mind was screaming at him, but he tried to push all those thoughts to the back of his mind and just focus on the girl. Just focus on the fun they would have if and only if he carried through with it.

Normally, he would have just gotten up and run away.

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