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Post by MOSA JORDAN on Jan 7, 2012 19:34:21 GMT -5
 °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "Espresso. Double shot."
A sigh pushed past Mosas lips, green eyes rolling around the coffee shop in slight distaste. Petty people, conventional town, and.. Obvious soldiers in plain cloths. A snicker escaped her, fingers drumming against the counter while she waited for the long awaited coffee that was much needed. No one should be up before 10 AM. "Am I going to get my coffee? Or are you just going to stand there."
The Baristas' face reddened, her thin lips whitening while Mosas peeled into a slow grin. Girly wouldn't say anything. She wouldn't if she wanted to keep her job anyway. Zabes eyes slid over to the door for a quick moment, someone was coming in. Plain clothes? Or.. It didn't matter. They wouldn't say anything to her anyway.
The coffee finally came, a small cup with a saucer. Ordinarily white, annoyingly simple. "Thank you, Dollface. Keep the change." She dug into her pocket, a ten dollar bill in one hand and her espresso in the other.
[/size] °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Outfit: Here. [/size] |
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Post by JAMES SPEARS on Jan 7, 2012 21:15:43 GMT -5
 Tonight
We are young
"Hurry up..."
James muttered under his breath. The women in front of him was taking forever, and he wanted his coffee..now. It was early, and he did not want to be awake. Even though it was his day off he was required to be out and about, watching, waiting. He looked up when she said thank you .
"Finally...." again muttering. He really really wanted coffee. She had turned around to walk away and instantly he took her in as a threat. Something in her face just screamed I'm dangerous and I will hurt you" . Her shirt also added to his assumption. Only the UC on the grey shirt was visible, but he was no idiot. The combat boots and leather jacket helped out too. He him self was wearing sweats a hoody and some toms. He normal non work cloths and opted out on his favored cuff for his silver band.
He ordered his coffee, waited and payed.
So let’s set the world on fire
We can go brighter than the sun
NOTES // I have food!
OUTFIT // here
MUSIC // Kiss FM
LYRICS // We are young - Fun
CREDIT // Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality for Nicholas.
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Post by MOSA JORDAN on Jan 7, 2012 22:59:35 GMT -5
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° The muscles under her eye were twitching, fingers turning white as she gripped the small saucer. Half turning, she leered at the man behind her. Even watched him pay before giving him a smile that would wilt most flowers. "I'm sorry, was your waiting for me to get my coffee making someone cranky? The coffee, by the way.."
She sipped the small cup, eyes fluttering closed at the level of fuckyes it reached. Reopening those misty greens, Mosa licked her lips and made a dramatic 'Mm' before continuing her conversation with the lackadaisical-looking man. "Is so goddamn tasty. You can't rush perfection ya know? So before you keep complaining, maybe you should take a moment and do with a little patience like the rest of us are forced to."
Zabe tilted her head to each side once, giving him a small finger wiggle before stalking over to her table. It resided in the corner of the shop near the biggest window overlooking the main street. Her boots clicked loudly in the semi-busy shop; eyes following her. It made her skin crawl. "What." She snapped to a eyeballing woman, the disapproving look she was giving Mosa made her own eyes narrow into a bone-chilling glare. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° |
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Post by DALLAS RAE on Jan 8, 2012 22:08:13 GMT -5
Tonight
We are young
James just smiled at her the whole time she was giving off her weak attack. He had heard worse from a six year old.Yea that's rite walk away like your somebody..... He thought with a snide tone. Her actions just proved his assumption. Most people in this town would not dare make such comments, for they never know who the ones are with power. She was most likely a wannabe rebel, elemental from the look of it too, most likely fire from the heat she was giving off. Being an agent also taught him to pick out certain races and powers. Werewolf's tended to be hairy and telepathic's tended to have pain and knowledge in there eyes.
The brarista handed him his coffee to go. He was not planning on staying around here, but she had changed his mind. However before he went over to join her, he muttered something under his breath, his ring glowed for a split second. James then sauntered over to the women's table.
Sitting down with a smile, he looked at her with a smirk."You know, I'm a nice person and I am so sorry for being human, I should have never made those comments. Its early and I just wanted my coffee" He said in a nice enough tone and then he leaned froward."But around here you never know who's who. You may come across a harmless human or a warlock, and that harmless human could do this" He waved his hand and her coffee cup knocked its self over spilling coffee onto her lap"And that warlock may do this" This time he snapped his finger and her chair moved its self backwards.
James got up and walked away. He snapped his fingers again once out the door, making the chair go back to its original place, hoping it would hit her head if she had fallen. He then got into his car and laughed as he drove off."Not so tough now huh bitch."
So let’s set the world on fire
We can go brighter than the sun
NOTES // Whatcha gonna do about it?!!! Lets go!
OUTFIT // here
MUSIC // Kiss FM
LYRICS // We are young - Fun
CREDIT // Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality for Nicholas.
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Post by MOSA JORDAN on Jan 8, 2012 23:56:29 GMT -5
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Her hand ached to slap him, she wanted to so badly. He was too close, too much of an asshole to not. But she kept her cool up until there was hot espresso in her lap. Not that the heat really hurt her at all. No, Zabe's had hotter all over her body. She didn't flinch when the chair moved backward or forward, just sat there with a blank face, eyes empty of any emotion.
Oh so slowly she stood up, the dark brown liquid beading and dripping down her leather pants as she followed the man out after a few moments. Watching his car drive away. Zabe simply stood in the middle of the street, a small smile parting her lips as she raised a hand and snapped her fingers while eyeballing the tires of his car.
They melted, of course. In no time his tires were just sizzling puddles of black ooze on the road, sparks flying about from the lack thereof. Zabe giggled, clutching her sides while walking away toward the sidewalk; screaming a "Tough enough, Honey?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° |
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Post by JAMES SPEARS on Jan 10, 2012 23:05:09 GMT -5
Tonight
We are young
Jerking the wheel sharp right, as he herd a loud screeching noise from the back of his car. It made a half circle before the hot melting rubber stuck them to the ground. James frantically got out of the car and made sure to stay away from the melting tires. He looked down the street in pride. She had just given her self away and he was pretty sure if he checked her arm that their would be no number. A small tingling on his arm came about as he thought about it. He really hated that they had to be registered.
Deciding to take care of her in a moment. He turned back to the car and closed his eyes and spoke a small chant. The melted rubber started to return to a tire shape, sadly though they could never be used again, and tires would cost a pretty penny."Looks like I'm flying for now" he said in a sad tone as he thought about the broom in his room, he was still trying to enchant him self with the magic that was used to make them fly, but he only had gotten as far as floating and moving above the ground a few feet, easy to accomplish with the rite spell.
Moving onto the more pressing issues of her, James began to run. In the process he was mentally saying a spell in his head, it was new and only taught to field agents. It was used to contact HQ, they could know where he was and to send back up. After a very short time he could see the fire elemental. She should be a nice bonus to my pay. he thought as he was still running. Once he was in ear shot, he waved his hand followed by another small chant and a blast of energy shot from his hand, not at her but at the ground right around her feet. Yelling to her "Get on the ground with your hands behind you head, by order of Vires."
So let’s set the world on fire
We can go brighter than the sun
NOTES // Whatcha gonna do about it?!!! Lets go!
OUTFIT // here
MUSIC // Kiss FM
LYRICS // We are young - Fun
CREDIT // Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality for Nicholas.
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Post by MOSA JORDAN on Jan 11, 2012 15:06:59 GMT -5
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° The ground exploded, Mosas' ears were ringing something fierce. "..the Vires." She stopped walking, turning to face the now running plainclothes Vire dog, a smile was tugging at her lips, this could get interesting. Not like she'd let the man catch her now. Not after all this time. Should she put him down?
"Don't test me, pretty boy. I could burn you beyond recognition and not even flinch." Zabe exhaled and kept her eyes on the Vire, trying to remember the intense rage that caused her to.. Ah, there it was. Her fingers were on fire, the blue-white flames crawling up her hand, singing the leather jacket. She turned once more, hands fisting near her hips as she braced for a full out sprint. If guy was what she thought he was then there would be more soldiers on the way. So she ran, ran past the people gawking and then some, not looking behind her, just moving forward.
"Fuck you very much, government dog!" She hopped over a fence and touched every tree, bench, anything she could, they all lit up very nicely, burning quickly but not exactly going out. Could he protect the people and catch her at the same time? She'd soon find out what this man was made of. Power is everything, and if he intrigued her further.. Well, she'd have a little more fun. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° [/quote] |
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Post by JAMES SPEARS on Jan 11, 2012 22:55:46 GMT -5
Tonight
We are young
Tonight
We are young
James was taken aback from her flames. He had never seen white and blue, always red and orange and if he remembered anything from science class, blue was hot blue was very hot. He stood their pulling a gun from thin air, about to go after her when he heard a loud swoosh behind him. James turned around to see Agent Brody and Agent Jay standing. Jay was an water elemental, young for her age and Brody was a jumper, how they got her fast.
They were both armed and ready, but he had told them to take care of the flames and he was going after the rouge rebel. Brody jumped again and came back again this time with a nymph, to regrow the trees and try to cover as most of the damage as they could, and a broom for his chase.
Thanking them, he waved his hand over the broom and it rose into the air. James mounted the iconic witches item, runes on the side of it lighting with his touch. To his understanding the runes were what made it able to fly and a witch's power was what made it go, hence why only witch's could use the brooms in the first place. As he flew into the air he saw the damage she had created, trees and fences had caught fire and the surrounding areas also.
James had to hand it to her that she was good. He was very impressed by her skills and such. She would had made a great agent in the vires's eyes. He stopped once he was a few feet over the tree tops, about four story's in the air. He had no way of seeing her nor what she was doing. She had stopped her fire show a while back so now he ha no way of tracing her either. He was stumped, thinking very hard on what to do. Then remembering he was flying a magical broom Oh duh..... he thought laughing in his head.
So let’s set the world on fire
We can go brighter than the sun
NOTES // im gonna edit it tomorrow
OUTFIT // here
MUSIC // Kiss FM
LYRICS // We are young - Fun
CREDIT // Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality for Nicholas.
So let’s set the world on fire
We can go brighter than the sun
NOTES // wheee!
OUTFIT // here
MUSIC // Kiss FM
LYRICS // We are young - Fun
CREDIT // Made by Goldy of Perfect Immortality for Nicholas.
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Post by MOSA JORDAN on Jan 28, 2012 15:00:55 GMT -5
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° She was shaking. The flames wouldn't die down when she called for them to stop. It happened sometimes when she was too excited, or too angry. Any extreme emotion caused her flames to be more.. Flamey. She rocked back and fourth, sitting under a bridge that connected from the city to some park of some sort. Mosa's arms were held out to the side, the flames licking upward. The smell of burning leather was overpowering, enough to make her eyes water and gag just a little.
'Blank,' she thought. 'Don't think about anything else, just the flames.'
Her ears were still ringing from the magics that goddamn Vire used, it helped her get rid of the sounds of the city that pounded down on her from the streets above. She rocked, and rocked, and continued to do so until the white hot lames were just at her hands.
How long had she been down here? There was really no telling, the watch she had worn was a twisted metal and plastic thing on her wrist. Well whatever, if the Dog wanted to come after her, Mosa would be ready. She just hoped that he was ready to play with fire. Because she sure as hell loved to. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° |
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