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Post by Cell on Mar 6, 2015 3:58:49 GMT -6
He didn't really know what he was doing, but he knew eventually he would have to try. So he left the envelope there, a reversed seal upon its crease. Inside was an address, winkled as he pushed it o to her door. The address was to a hill, not far outaide of Vegas. Would she come? He hoped so...he needed so.
Those questioned fueled more in his head. Did she k ow he would come...was she watching him as he walked from her warehouse? Again...he hoped so.
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Post by Lilith on Mar 6, 2015 13:21:43 GMT -6
She watched him walk away, her security system warned her before they reached the front door... not to mention she could feel him coming...
So what did she do? She headed down stairs to see what her package was.. opening it to find an address. A smirk crossed her face as she made her way back up the elevator.
She needed to grab her keys and change her clothes before she went out to see his experience.
"The song is strong..."
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 15:27:36 GMT -6
Cell sped back to the hill, hoping that eventually she would be following him. The hill was more than met the eye, but what else would be hope to experience her at? Nothing normal would be enough for her. Parking the car away from the hill, Cell walked to the peak. Standing and waiting, standing and yearning her stood and waited for her.
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 15:42:20 GMT -6
Barely making a noise she showed, walking up behind him. She was wearing a mini skirt with a t shirt. It wasn't as fancy as their last encounter, but she didn't know what to expect from him this time.
"You know I have a drop box, right?" She quietly asked feet from him.
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 15:48:55 GMT -6
He was slightly surprised but soon the 'well obviously she came from behind' feeling made a smile come over his face.
"I didn't, but now when I don't use it I can be PURPOSELY avoiding it."
Cell turned around to see her, loving the attire she picked. Anything would look amazing on her. Smiling still Cell said,
"I'm glad you decided to come. Close your eyes."
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 15:54:13 GMT -6
"I'm always up for an experience."
That sly smirk cracked her face as she listened to him and closed her eyes.
"I'm surprised you could pull yourself away from the model long enough. How is Tiff?"
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 16:00:22 GMT -6
"Not too bad, but I'm surprised you think she is the one with the song."
Siren song, the commonplace theme running with them since their first colorful experience. Cell's voice was becoming distant as he walked backwards away from her. Tipping bottle of red paint out in front of him, leaving a trail that led away from Lilith. Walking down the short side fo the hill, Cell opened a storm cellar type door, leaving it to slam. The loud sound an indicator for Lilith to open her eyes.
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 16:07:02 GMT -6
"Oh I don't question who has the song Cell."
She opened her eyes to see a red streak, her smirk growing as she followed. Stopping when she sees the cellar.
"I'm supposed to go in there?"
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 16:12:27 GMT -6
He stayed a ways into the cellar, just out of the light but close enough to hear her question. He didn't respond, however, this was a journey she had to start herself. He became nervous, however, the waiting was killing him. What if she didn't go down? He would have to burst from the doors to stop her. Hopefully she came down.
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 16:19:39 GMT -6
It was like she could smell it in the air... The anticipation... She looked around, it wasn't like Cell was one of the dangerous ones.
She carefully entered the cellar, waiting for the door to slam shut behind her.
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 16:26:16 GMT -6
Standing where she could see him, just barely in the light. Cell smiled as he tipped his hat to Lilith, bursting a flare that set the room ablaze with a deep red light. Letting the flare drop to the floor, Cell began walking backwards down the corridor at the bottom of the steps. Keeping his eyes locked on Lilith, captivated by her appearance in the light. Her hair and eyes were black voids upon her soft skin. He was everything he could think about and they were almost there.
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 16:33:39 GMT -6
Letting a chuckle escape she followed him. Keeping her eyes locked with his, walking with a confidence that matched her demeanor.
"How long did you plan this?"
Her question was quiet, but you could hear the humor in her voice.
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 16:41:40 GMT -6
"Long enough to be confident, but very...apprehensive. You are an unpredictable one Lilith."
Cell walks backward until dirt floor gives way to granite. He happened upon this place through the church, but he was the only one to use it. They were also out of the light of the flare, and his footsteps became as silent as he could make them. Moving to the other side of the room in complete darkness, Cell watched as Lilith..
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Post by Lilith on Mar 8, 2015 16:48:48 GMT -6
Stopped.. feeling the ground shift under her feet she stopped. Her steps were confident but careful placed.
The light had faded to just shadows, but she took the step. Putting her trust in his hands as she moved further onto the new floor.
"It keeps you on your feet, can't make everything easy for you."
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Post by Cell on Mar 8, 2015 19:49:06 GMT -6
Cell switched a button on the walls, flooding the room with a black light. Paint glowed upon the walls as the reflection made Lilith's ski porcelain once more. The middle of the room was full of mannequins in masquerade masks. The room was a reminder of their previous encounters.
"I suppose I will have to do the same for you. Or at least try to."
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