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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #15 on: February 10, 2016, 07:32:40 pm »
A small amount of satisfaction appeared in the form of a smile on Thalia's face as the woman wrapped her arms around her on the bike. The bike ride tossed her hair around quite a bit, but somehow it managed to fall perfectly as she removed herself from the bike. Some may say she was lucky to have such, tame hair. Nearing their destination, she could sense the woman becoming rather uncomfortable around the large group of people. Thalia hoped she had not messed up her chances at making her happy already. However, she seemed to calm down a little at the touch of Thalia's hand. Her hand was gentle as it guided her through the station. Thalia's hand squeezed her nearing the time of the dance in excitement as her smile broadened.

Green eyes met blue ones as Thalia worked to keep rhythm with the song. The music pulsated in her ears as she moved her limbs and hips along with the rest of them; only branching away from the synchronized dance when she forgot the moves. She watched Tempest as she moved, memorizing every move and expression. Before the song could reach an end, she took the woman's hands and teleported them out of the train station to a city park with more scenic routes than anything. The only playground equipment available were a set of trees underneath an overgrown oak.

Thalia was breathing heavier than normal from the dance. She laughed. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. What do you enjoy doing?"

Thalia's eyes swept over the woman before her gaze settled on her eyes again. The woman was truly beautiful, especially beneath the ethereal glow of the moonlight. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and smiled at her. It had been a while since she had let loose.

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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #14 on: February 02, 2016, 02:33:58 am »
The rumble and sound of the bike was exhilarating! It wasn't as powerful as thunder and storm clouds, but it had it's own unique feeling to it. Tempest could feel the wind blowing through her; the parts that spilled out of the helmet expelled clouds as the winds whipped through the strands. She clung on tightly, trying not to allow her claustrophobia to get the best of her. This was too fun to let some silly fear get her down. Her hands gripped the woman's sides, then slid around to her flat belly to finally clasp together there. Tempest then rested her head upon the back of the woman, soaking in her presence as the joy ride continued.

The ride, of course, was over far too soon when they arrived at a train station; the amount of people was starting to startle Tempest. She began to get quite nervous. Her hands started to tighten into fists as the anxiety started to take hold. Just as she was about to lose herself, Tempest was snapped back into reality and calmed down by the soft hand of Thalia. It was a soothing calm that washed over her being; she was finally able to take a breath. As she was led up the stairs, Tempest couldn't keep her eyes off of how Thalia's perfectly shaped rear, that barely fit into the pants that she wore, shifted with every step. It caused her to nibble her bottom lip; something that she had never thought of doing before. Reflex? Instinct? It was something and Thalia was causing it.

"Wow." Was the only words that Tempest could muster up; the trio of voices seemed to echo as all of the motion had stopped. Soon, the crowd began to dance in sync. It was amazing! Thalia seemed to lead the pack as Tempest's blue eyes focused directly upon her. Their eyes locked and Tempest linked into the water that flowed through Thalia's body which would allow Tempest to mimic her movements exactly. Tempest joined in with the dance, giggling and enjoying herself. She had never danced before; this was a totally new experience for the woman and she had Thalia to thank for it. "This is so fun!" She said between the fit of giggles and bodily contact with Thalia. They would get along very nicely. "Maybe later, I'll show you something I enjoy!"
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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #13 on: October 24, 2015, 12:14:38 am »
"I notice a lot of things, Thalia. Especially things that interest me..."

Thalia felt her cheeks warm and she ducked her chin, hoping to hide the oncoming blush. Once the woman had accepted the helmet, she placed the extra one on her head. Her hair pooled out of the sides in long black, curled tendrils. She climbed on the bike and smiled as Tempest wrapped her arms around her waist.

"Ready?" she asked as she started the bike.

The bike roared to life beneath them and she kicked up the kick stand with her heel. She placed a foot on the ground to hold the bike up. When Tempest had said she was ready, Thalia let off the clutch and the bike took off.

Out in the streets, she was the one driver everyone hated. She weaved in and out of the line of cars. Eventually, the pulled up to a train station. It was busy, with countless people hurrying in and out.

"Here we are," she said, helping Tempest off the bike. "We need to hurry though."

Why did no one tell her that skin tight jeans sucked on stairs? She half expected the jeans to divide her in half as she guided Tempest by the hand up the stairs.

Although, she loved how her butt looked in them.

When inside, she stopped in the center. She faced her and grinned.

"Okay, wait for it," she instructed.

A heartbeat later, the crowd stopped. Seemingly frozen in place, the crowd around them became eerily silent. Then, it suddenly erupted in a synchronized dancing routine. She giggled.

Thalia joined the flash mob, mimicking the steps when they weren't that complicated. She watched Tempest, hoping that she would enjoy the first surprise.

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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #12 on: July 31, 2015, 12:56:33 pm »
"I notice a lot of things, Thalia. Especially things that interest me.." Tempest says as they walk out of the door of the store. She stood behind the woman as if a sentinel watching guard while she locks up. "I see... I"ll bother you no more on the matter.." Tempest finally relinquished her argument with the woman; she wasn't a believer even though the evidence was literally right before her face. Tempest smiled as the woman said that she trusted her, for Tempest did nothing to spark any other feelings of danger. "You have nothing to worry about."Taking the helmet while inspecting the bike, Tempest placed the purple PPE upon her head. Her hair seemed to reject the restriction before finally forming into it's protective boundaries. "Never been on a motorcycle before... This should be fun!" Tempest beamed excitedly as she climbed on the back of the bike, arms wrapping around Thalia's waist.
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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #11 on: May 05, 2015, 09:37:48 pm »
Thalia nodded gravely at the woman's comment of Rome. It was humbling to remember their ascent into historical power happened almost as quickly as their descent.

She blinked, remembering the woman in front of her. The compliment caught her off guard, arousing heat in her cheeks and a smirk to her lips.

"Do you? I'm pleased that you noticed," she replied, with a smile.

Thalia noticed through the woman's body language that her remark about fate had disturbed her. Intriguied, she thoughtfully folded her arms over her chest and listened to what she had to say on the matter. She raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"I've never looked at it in that light. I just don't want to be controlled," she said, her voice growing softer with each word as her eyes turned colorless.

The woman didn't say anymore concerning fate, something seemingly bothered her talking about it. Thalia blushed even more when Tempest pointed out that she hadn't offered her name in return. Why hadn't she? Probably because she was lost in her own world as usual. She giggled.

"You think?" Thalia asked, choosing to leave her coat behind as well. "I trust you."

She offered her a smile before waiting until they were both outside and then she locked the door. The town was lively, even at this hour.

"I'm Thalia, I apologize for not offering my name earlier," she said, smiling with the blush still intact.

Thalia went out into the restaurant's parking lot and stood beside a black motorcycle. She looked back at Tempest.

"Is it okay we take my bike? I have a helmet you can use," she said, holding up a purple helmet.

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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #10 on: April 12, 2015, 11:22:39 am »
"I agree... And to think, Rome was home to warriors. They have become kittens in a world of lions.." Tempest said while taking note of the woman's eye color ever so slightly diminishing and becoming slightly darker. "Brighter eyes suit you better..." Tempest complimented with a coy smile. If this was what the people called flirting, she felt she was doing horrible at it. To be honest, Tempest had never felt some pull of Fate toward anyone before. But this woman; this random woman had stirred up something In Tempest that she couldn't quite get understanding of. Maybe it was the deep and mystical charm that the woman had, or it could be something else... Who knows at this point. After Thalia had spoke again; the soft simple utterance of two words had left a startling silence between the two as if only looks and body language told a side story to the one that was being told aloud. The silence wasn't awkward, however, it was comforting, causing the lips of Tempest to form into a smile.

However, that smile soon dwindled as the woman confessed she doesn't believe in Fate. Which struck a cord with Tempest. Does she strike the woman down to make a believer out of her? Does she show her proof that such a thing exists forcefully? If this was any other time, something like that would happen. But, Tempest, over the past few years, have decided to try and live outside of fighting. To live her life as normally as she could. Being a goddess and growing up only with battle on the mind doesn't mean that one can't find time of peace and quiet... Right? "I wouldn't say Fate controls a person, more so the options one has. Sometimes a plan is in place and your options are limited in order for the plan to come together.." She explained. The dim lights of the building becoming brighter as if gaining more energy simply by her presence.

It was so cute how Thalia tried to say Tempest's name. It was like her accent wouldn't allow her to say it correctly. She knew that with time, the woman would get it down, but for now, Tempest wouldn't say anything about it, only smile. Soon thereafter, Thalia invited Tempest to downtown. She can't say she has been there before, but it seemed like a nice time to have. She wasn't too worried about the patrons of the night life here; she could take down a whole city with one wave of her hand if she had to. "I would assume your name is Thalia..." She said pointing to the name tag clipped on the woman's shirt. "SO RUDE!" Tempest giggled, opting not to grab her hat and jacket. "I wont be needing that; the weather's going to be just perfect.." She said as she stood up. The weather was supposed to rain very soon, but Tempest had other plans for it now..
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« Reply #9 on: April 09, 2015, 04:07:19 pm »
Brilliant emerald orbs between the woman's heavy-lashed lids turned a shade darker as she listened to her dreamy reminiscing of Rome's weather. Humans rationalized Thalia's dramatic eye color change with the play of lighting or colored contacts. Neither were correct of course, but their musing and inability to accept such observations entertained her. Not that she wanted to watch them writhe with confusion, but the truth would only reveal her identity.

"I enjoyed it though, I detested those who inhabited the land. Too suspicious and cruel," she replied thoughtfully.

Her gaze drifted down the woman's arms and back up to meet her eyes with a coquettish grin plastered along her lips.

"I bet," she responded, still smiling, as if she knew something the woman didn't.

Tightening her grasp on the cup, she took another sip of the coffee as she listened. Replacing the cup back onto the counter,  she shrugged with her eyes downcast.

"I don't believe in Fate. Or at least in the sense that it controls a person. I think we create our own fates, even if Fate likes to toy with us at times," she said, softly.

"Temptest, " she repeated for memory's sake.

She grinned and looked back up.

"Well, Temptest, I believe we should leave," Thalia said, grabbing the key to lock up and her leather jacket before going over to the door.

"Would you like to accompany me downtown?" she asked. "I have a feeling you would enjoy it."

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Re: Cattleya Orchids
« Reply #8 on: April 09, 2015, 02:41:25 pm »
"Rome.."Tempest started as she reminisced her time in Rome. It was short lived, but through her travels, she had visited most places in the world and even other realms. "The weather is nice there..." She chirped; lips spawning a grin after the words were released from the thick tissues. It was much better to see the woman sitting down and relaxing after what seemed like a long day at work. She was always told that human's form of training was working. It's what kept them going, what kept them from losing themselves. They needed this work to create some value -self worth-, just like training and getting more powerful was for her. So, she understood her need to relax after her session. After a few more quick sips of the drink, Tempest giggled at the woman's comment. Feeling no need to be dressed like a creeper, Tempest removed her coat, which revealed her short sleeved shirt and muscular arms. One could tell that she was as fit as a fiddle; not an average woman by the very least. "I get that a lot. People notice my blue eyes, dark skin, white flowing hair, and voice..." Taking a deep breath which caused the air in the room to circulate -subtly-, Tempest smiled and finished her drink. "Sometimes, Fate, works in different and crazy ways. You never know what was being called of you, what the universe has in store for you. Just have to keep your mind and spirit open.." Tempest said, aqua eyes gazing into the orbs that Thalia possessed. "The name is Tempest.." Introducing herself, Tempest offered her hand to the woman who served her.
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« Reply #7 on: April 08, 2015, 11:27:44 am »
Thalia smiled as she heard the women's laugh, but did not look up as she continued to scrub the miscellaneous debris off of the counter. Although, she didn't know where either of those places were, she didn't pry, but simply nodded her head, accepting the answer.

When the counter was finally cleaned, she threw the rag into a bucket beside the register and untied the apron around her waist and dispensed it into the bucket as well. Thalia turned her back to the woman to retrieve a coffee cup from shelf above the sink. Then, she poured some old coffee into it and scrunched her nose at the coldness of it.

"I live here. Have for a couple years. I originated from Greece, Rome, places like that," she replied, cryptically.

She then pulled up a bar stool with a wobbly leg and sat on it, facing her behind the counter.

"I could say the same about you," she offered; the corner of her lips giving a subtle quirk at the comment.

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« Reply #6 on: April 08, 2015, 04:13:54 am »
There were plenty of seats around the coffee house open now, but the most attractive seat was the one she was seated upon currently. The shoppe was empty now and it was officially after hours. Why the woman allowed Tempest to stay was a mystery, even more so, why did she offer the drink for free? Did she think that she was a bum? Tempest wasn't well off, especially in the likes of the city, but she had the means to take care of herself when she needed something. Shrugging it off while accepting the woman's gesture of kindness with gratitude, Tempest uttered a soft "Thank you.." Getting comfortable, Tempest removed her hat, allowing the white hair to flow as it was intended. If one looked hard enough, the white strands would seem to have this smokey effect as if clouds rested atop her head. The blue eyes were glued to the woman who served her as she went about her rounds of cleaning; an interesting question left her peach lips. 'Where are you from?'. Heh.. Tempest thought as she blew the hot mocha to cool it; frost building upon the edges of the cup. "That obvious, huh?" She said with a laugh. She figured the skin and eye color would give it away. Not exactly common upon these people. "I am from few places, but reside everywhere.." She said, her voices laced with mysticism. "But to make it more tangible, I am from Maridia, but now reside in Isola Della Tempesta... That is my home now.." Taking a sip of her java, Tempest nodded. "I guess I could ask you the same thing... You have this. . Energy about you that's not of the people here... An alluring energy.."
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« Reply #5 on: April 06, 2015, 11:36:27 am »
Thalia smiled at the woman and gave a subtle nod at the request of the beverage. As she made it, she hummed to herself. The tune was ancient, but catchy. It had been catchy enough for her to remember after a couple centuries, but evidently the words had not been since she remembered very few of them. She shook a can of whip cream before spraying some on top of the coco and setting it down before the woman.

"It's on the house," she said, smiling.

Truth be told, she had accidentally locked herself out of the blasted machine and didn't want to mess with it now. Checking the time, she went over and locked the door to deter others from coming in and then returned to behind the counter where she started the tedious job of scrubbing off the counter.

"Where are you from?" she asked, having recognized the oddity in the quality of the woman's voice and assumed it was simply an accent.

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« Reply #4 on: February 18, 2015, 03:28:40 pm »
Tempest was finding it harder and harder to fit into this mortal world. She had grown into a world with majestic beats, gods, goddesses, and everything in between with humans scattered about. But now, she was the minority; a goddess among men. The hardest thing to hide was her voice; her hair and eyes could always be taken as altered, but one cannot change their voice like that. Using her tongue to glide along her bottom lip and having it rest upon the corner of her mouth in thought, Tempest decided she was going to try something new.. "Creamy chocolate hot coco.." Tempest said; the three voices sounding in unison. A she got older, the voices became more subdued and only one stood out, but the others could be heard if listened to closely. Though, once powers are used, or she gets excited, the voices would become more prominent.
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« Reply #3 on: February 10, 2015, 01:25:18 pm »
The door of the restaurant gave a subtle chime, letting the waitress know that a customer had entered. Thalia shuffled through the storage boxes in the backroom and struggled against them and the dim light to make it into the dining area. In her spare time, the woman tried her best to organize the restaurant, but it was a daunting task.

When she finally appeared, her eyes darted to the digital clock above the counter. The time was late and it surprised her that someone would want anything this late. She was even more surprised that it was an attractive woman who stood in front of the counter. Usually, women did not venture out past a certain hour due to prowling men seeking to take advantage of them. Although, Thalia had little room to judge.

"Hello," she greeted, a bit too perky given the hour. "What can I get you?"

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« Reply #2 on: February 05, 2015, 09:48:35 am »
Rome... An interesting place to turn up. Tempest haven't spent much time outside of her home; a lush clearing surrounded by lakes, steams, trees, and mountains. This city wasn't knew to her, for Tempest had found her way through various cities in her life time. Dressed in form fitting grey jeans, a grey tank top with a panther printed on the front, all covered up by a trench coat and hat. The coat was more draped on her than on her. Tempest's white hair still spilled out of her coverings as she entered the random shop along the road's corner. Her caramel skin glistened under the dim lights of the shoppe; lights that happen to flicker as if coming to life as she passed. Blue eyes peered around, surveying the area as she made her way to the empty counter. It was odd for a place like this to not have anyone at the counter this late in the evening. Maybe they were closing up and Tempest was late? Checking the time, the dark woman figured out she had at least ten minutes to spare.
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« Reply #1 on: February 03, 2015, 06:51:12 pm »
The coffee shop had many missing overhead lights, causing the restaurant in Rome to be dimly lit. It was near to closing hour so business was rather slow. A woman with long braided hair worked behind the counter, cleaning empty coffee cups and miscellaneous utensils. Her bright blue eyes were hidden behind long lashes as she peered down at her work. The bubbles in the sink overflowed every now and then when she moved too quickly. Why Thalia was working at a mortal coffee shop when she had plenty of money, was beyond her. Mainly, it was to soothe her loneliness and pass the time which she had limitless amounts of. Also, there were times that she had had the pleasure of messing with some of the mortals that came into the lion's den unknowingly.

After the dishes were finished, she wiped her hands on the apron she wore around her waist, then she took some money from a man at the register. Once he had left, she took a moment and sat down with a cup of coffee sitting between her hands in order to warm them up.

Thalia yawned and checked her wristwatch. Thirty minutes to kill until closing time and then she would probably go back to her apartment and 'enjoy' the silence there.

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