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Post by eulaline alette poe on Mar 21, 2011 12:01:53 GMT -10
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[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] as she sat in the sand, legs long and lengthy in front of her, her body leaning back resting on a palm, eulaline poe took one last drag of her camel cigarette. she pushed the lit tip into the sand to put it out, and then tossed it into the ceramic box she used as a portable ashtray she had moments earlier pulled out of her coral purse. she was in a shiny, silver bikini with chains on the straps, sitting beside her long-time friend malcom james as they caught each other up on their lives as of late. sitting in between them were two cups of shaved ice, sitting peacefully in the cupholders they had made of the sand. the brunette turned to her friend with a bright smile lit on her face, putting her other palm down behind her for more support. "so, my french gypsy william is here on the island," she started. over christmas vacation, eulaline went to france and fell in love with a gypsy named william, whom she somehow convinced to run away to ehu island with her. "things are going awfully slow for my liking, though. i mean, christ, malcom! i want a man!" this was why eulaline had no faith in religion. god couldn't even answer her prayers of delivering the perfect man.
she giggled, taking a couple bites of her cherry shaved ice. "any hot women in your life, mally-boo?" eulaline asked, though to be quite honest to herself it was a bit of a rhetorical question. she hated to admit she knew the answer, but liked to tell herself that she would be able to change this one day. eulaline was a meddler, and most certainly a meddler who loved interfering in people's love lives and playing cupid. she put her styrofoam cup back in its sandy cupholder and batted her eyelashes at malcom, trying to convince him she was perfectly innocent in asking. "and how's the jobbbb? have you fallen in love with any tourists who go to the club dreaming of meeting someone like you over their spring breaks?"
these past few weeks, eulaline had unfortunately not seen malcom – or many of her friends, for that matter. the exception to this were her friends who majored in dance or were a part of her dance troupe. with midterms, eulaline completely immersed her spare time practicing and perfecting choreography. now that her midterms were over, she gave herself a little break. she still had so much to worry about! eulaline planned to perform in the student showcase later that year, and still had her annual school project to worry about. she couldn't wait to graduate and be like malcom. eulaline had dreams of either dancing for the royal ballet in europe, the paris ballet, or opening her own studio on the island when she graduated. she would either shoot big and move to europe, or stay on this island she called home for the rest of her life.
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Post by malcom levi james on Mar 21, 2011 12:41:12 GMT -10
his legs sat out in front of him, bent at the knee and his feet buried in the cool sand. his forearms rested on his knees and his hands just hanging there. his green eyes gazed out at the water that was glittering in the sunlight, with the warmth glazing his already tan skin. so, my french gypsy william is here on the island,
[/i] turning his face towards his childhood friend, he smiled, he had heard about this infamous william, but not as much as he would have liked. things are going awfully slow for my liking, though. i mean, christ, malcom! i want a man![/i] chuckling, he reached down and pulled the spoon out of his shaved ice, letting the cold, cherry-flavoured treat roll across his tastebuds. take it slowly rather than rushing into something, miss eula.[/b] he said with a laugh, the irony in that statement was so comical. tell me about this gyspy of yours, i've only heard the bare minimum of this scandal.[/b] wiggling his toes under the sand, he sighed when he heard the brunette's question. any hot women in your life, mally-boo?[/i] thoughts of ryan drifted through his mind, but he pushed those away before they could overwhelm him. only you, my dear, only you.[/b] he loved the girl like his sister, always had, and that was pretty much the only reason that he made remarks like that. but the look on her face as she batted her eyes up at him made him laugh. eulaline alette, turn your batting eyes elsewhere, you know that trick convinces me of zilch.[/b] laying down in the sand, he glanced at her when he heard her voice again. and how's the jobbbb? have you fallen in love with any tourists who go to the club dreaming of meeting someone like you over their spring breaks?[/i] picking his styrofoam cup out of the sand, he rested it on his chest, playing with the spoon as he pondered her question. did i tell you how i lost a bet and had to work as the bouncer for a few days? yeah. . . that was pretty much as interesting as it gets.[/b] peering over at his bikini-clad friend, he sighed, it had definitely been too long since they had hung out, between him saving up to buy his own house and what ever it was that she was doing. . . is it just me or has it been way too long since our last get together? what has been keeping our little ballerina so busy?[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]
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Post by eulaline alette poe on Mar 21, 2011 13:18:55 GMT -10
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[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] eulaline couldn't help but crack a smile when malcom suggested she took it slowly. if anything, eulaline hated taking it slowly. if william proposed to her tomorrow, she would have undoubtedly accepted and flown to las vegas with him to get hitched next to a strip club. actually, eulaline's dreams of a wedding were much more complex than that. she was the typical girl who loved the thought of a big, white wedding. still, the spontaneity of the former scenario excited her. who said she couldn't get married twice, anyway? she and william would just renew their vows one year or so later… "well, he's quite the opposite of a gentleman. we actually met while he had his hands in my purse! so i've got to keep a watchful eye on this one, he quite likes the five finger discount… hmmm.." eulaline paused, trying to think of something sweet to say about him. "oh, well he picks me up from dance class some nights and walks me to my dorm! and he carries my bag! god, what kind of guy does that? an angel, right? you'd do that for your girl, wouldn't you, mally-boo?" she giggled a little.
though she tried, she couldn't hold back her laughs when malcom used both her first and middle name in the sternest voice. she stopped, and took a deep breath. eulaline turned her body towards malcom, folding her legs at her knees and bringing them closer, and clasping her hands together like a beggar. "but mally-boooo," eulaline pursed her lips and widened her eyes, giving malcom the cutest puppy dog face she could put on. eulaline didn't even know what she wanted from him, other than to laugh at his reactions.
"oh? you worked as the bouncer?" eulaline found that enthralling. she had tried applying for a job as a bouncer at every club and bar on ehu island (even st. tropez! and eulaline was under the impression that she could take on any gay guy. so stereotypical…) because she thought a life as a bouncer would be the most thrilling career (other than prima ballerina). however, the job description at every club required a "big burly man." how fucking sexist! she had spunk. she could take 'em on. "what was it like?" her eyes widened at the thought of how malcom's few days must have been. he must have kicked people's asses and thrown them across tables, or something! god, her mind was a paradise.
"lots of dancing," she smiled, going back to her previous position of resting on her palms. her long, curly brown hair was gently pushed back by the wind. "i have barely seen anyone lately! i rarely see ramilda and kennis and those girls are my roommates. it's slightly overwhelming but worth it at the same time. oh, my gooodness, i can't wait until you see the dance i've been choreographing! i'm going to do a pas de deux at the talent showcase later this year."
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Post by malcom levi james on Mar 21, 2011 14:00:51 GMT -10
neither of them were very good at taking things slow, they never had, he almost figured that was why they were such good friends. granted, it was also why they had managed to get into trouble when they were young. listening as she described her frenchman, he couldn't help but shake his head. brought together by him trying to pickpocket her? or pickpurse. . . either way. but the way that she spoke about him, he could tell that she did care about him, quite a bit. oh, well he picks me up from dance class some nights and walks me to my dorm! and he carries my bag! god, what kind of guy does that? an angel, right? you'd do that for your girl, wouldn't you, mally-boo?
[/i] laughing, he aimed his ivy eyes at eula, a smirk on his handsome face. i seem to recall that i walked you back to your dorm a few times.[/b] he paused, his face growing slightly more serious and looked back out to the ocean. but yes, i would.[/b] if i could keep a girl. he added silently. it sounds like he's a good guy, but your guard dog wants to meet this guy. preferably before you run away with him.[/b] he added the last bit with heavy joking in it. watching as she objected to his playful scolding, he broke into a grin that lit up his light green eyes, watching as she aimed a puppy-dog look at him. i swear, you will be the death of me, girl.[/b] he said with a chuckle, reaching over and poking her nose. looking up at the various shapes that he could find in the clouds, he tried not to think about how long it would take to get all the sand out of his hair. oh? you worked as the bouncer? what was it like?[/i] nodding in the sand, he reached over and rubbed a bruise on the back of his shoulder blade. very different from working behind the counter, i had forgotten how that side of the job worked. . . it had been a few years since i worked out there as the bouncer.[/b] and yet, he had only gotten to break up two fights, and only one guy had gone down fighting. questioning her about the last few weeks where they hadn't seen each other, he cursed under his breath when a little bit of his snow cone fell onto his chest, squeaking slightly when he realised how cold it was against his bare skin. lots of dancing, i have barely seen anyone lately! i rarely see ramilda and kennis and those girls are my roommates. it's slightly overwhelming but worth it at the same time. oh, my gooodness, i can't wait until you see the dance i've been choreographing! i'm going to do a pas de deux at the talent showcase later this year.[/i] frowning, he peered up at eula, slightly concerned. well, i'm glad that you were able to get away from that long enough to see little old me. when are you going to be showcasing this magnificent dance? i'll ask for the night off.[/b] he asked, a proud smile on his face. he loved to watch her dance, the little shows that they would put on when they were little, her dancing, him playing the piano. how are those two girls doing? i haven't seen them around lately.[/b][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]
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Post by eulaline alette poe on Mar 21, 2011 16:58:04 GMT -10
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[/i]" and she meant it. eulaline wasn't sure if it was appropriate to say that he would find someone better than ryan one day. instead, eulaline let the thought slide. it had been so long since they had caught up that she wasn't even sure how he felt about her anymore. knowing she was back on ehu island attending bouscher, eulaline knew it had to at least be affecting malcom a little. he needed to get out there and start dating other girls! it had been so long. eulaline was already a nosy person who pushed herself into people's lives; she wanted to shove herself more into malcom's and convince him to start dating again. mental note: find malcom a babe. " i'll arrange a dinner for you to meet william! don't hound him with tooo many questions, though,[/i]" she shot malcom a playful smile. " maybe i'll bring a girlie friend toooo…[/i]" " oh, i'm so jealous, though malcom! i'm sure it was different, but it must have been fun, right? god, you're a badass. it would be so cool to work at the bar. i have a job at kennedy's lined up,[/i]" eulaline laughed out loud. " ramilda and i went there for valentine's day and snuck into the back, tried on costumes, and fought our way on stage,[/i]" eulaline couldn't stop giggling at this story. " and i made a bit of an impression there! and well, for my birthday my parents want to cut me off. sooo, this will show them![/i]" eulaline awkwardly laughed. she had a feeling malcom wouldn't approve, but if there was one thing eulaline poe was amazing at, it was dancing. and, this was the kind of dancing that would not only make her more money than her parents gave her on a regular basis, but would really make them regret cutting her off. god, she was such a brat. " april!" she answered with a bright, bright smile. anything that had to do with eulaline being the center of attention, she very much enjoyed. she had loved performing since she was very little. " do you remember the showcases we used to put on for our parents? i have home videos! god, and i have one of you playing the piano beautifully, and me softly and poorly singing the words to lucky by britney spears. i was such a diva.[/i]" eulaline's mother had just bought something that turned her vhs tapes into dvds, and was obsessively converting her vhses, watching them in her dvd player as she did so. " and there's one of you trying to teach me to sing my abc's![/i]" eulaline snorted a little. " i kept trying to crawl away, but you'd just pull me back to the camera.[/i]" " well,[/i]" eulaline thought about how she would answer malcom's question about ramilda and kennis. " i think they're doing great. god, i don't even know my own friends! théodore just proposed to kennis or something, they went on some fancy schmancy date. and ramilda is great, she just does whatever she wants. i think she's shagging some owen guy.[/i]" [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by malcom levi james on Mar 21, 2011 18:10:35 GMT -10
smiling as she kissed his cheek, he tossed an arm around her shoulder and gave her a hug, he'd needed this for a while. you're a total gentleman, mally-boo. any girl would be lucky to have you.
[/i] smiling, he closed his eyes and laughed softly. ah eula, what would i do without you?[/b] he asked, opening his eyes and peering at his friend. she always made him feel so much better, no matter what was going on in his life. "i'll arrange a dinner for you to meet william! don't hound him with tooo many questions, though,[/i] now it was his turn to flash that innocent little face at her. me? hounding the poor guy who has so swept my best friend off her feet? i'm offended.[/b] maybe i'll bring a girlie friend toooo…[/i] shaking his head at her, he dropped his arm from her shoulder and started sifting through the sand. describing the time he'd spent as a bouncer lately, he laughed at her exclamation. oh, i'm so jealous, though malcom! i'm sure it was different, but it must have been fun, right? god, you're a badass. it would be so cool to work at the bar. i have a job at kennedy's lined up, ramilda and i went there for valentine's day and snuck into the back, tried on costumes, and fought our way on stage,[/i] laughing along with her as she described the little adventure, he couldn't help but picture that in his mind. and i made a bit of an impression there! and well, for my birthday my parents want to cut me off. sooo, this will show them![/i] tsking his tongue, he shook his head, his mint eyes closed with laughter. you, my dear, are terrible.[/b] although he had heard about her parents cutting her off, he was simply referring to her plan of getting back at them, even if he didn't fully agree with it. even though you'll work there, always remember that if you need a drink, stop by, i'll even take you home. questioning when her big performance would be, he grinned at the enthusiastic response. april![/i] holding out his hand to shake hers, he put on the most serious face that he could with a smile stretched across it and swore i shall be there, ms. poe. [/b] closing his eyes and putting his arms behind his head, he smiled, enjoying the feeling of the sun on his chest and face. do you remember the showcases we used to put on for our parents? i have home videos! god, and i have one of you playing the piano beautifully, and me softly and poorly singing the words to lucky by britney spears. i was such a diva.[/i] he could definitely remember those days, the dancing around in her living room, or him playing the piano as she sang lucky. . . those were the days. and they say 'she's so lucky, she's a star', but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart.[/b] his baritone voice flowing easily across the familiar lyrics. opening one eye, he grinned. we should do that again, sometime. just for old time's sake.[/b] and there's one of you trying to teach me to sing my abc's! i kept trying to crawl away, but you'd just pull me back to the camera.[/i] this caused him to laugh outright, you learned 'em didn't you?[/b] he retorted, a cocky grin on his face. changing the subject to her two roommates, he raised an eyebrow in question. well, i think they're doing great. god, i don't even know my own friends! théodore just proposed to kennis or something, they went on some fancy schmancy date. and ramilda is great, she just does whatever she wants. i think she's shagging some owen guy.[/i] this surprised him quite a bit. théo and kennis tying the knot? hm. he hadn't even known they'd been together. i think you need to take a break from the dancing and spend some time with your girls. i'm not sure whether to be more impressed that you know what they're doing or the simple fact you remember their names! he joked, that group was closer than most, it was nice to watch them interact with each other, refreshing.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]
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Post by eulaline alette poe on Mar 22, 2011 8:58:11 GMT -10
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[/i]" she raised her eyebrows. " you may have that cute little innocent mask on now, but undernearth it…[/i]" eulaline curled her finger under malcom's chin, " is the sternest monster, if i've ever seen one![/i]" she brought her hand back to the sand, trying to hold back her giggles. the young brunette smiled when malcom offered to take her home after work. " goodness gracious, of course i'll stop by, mally-boo! and i would be honored if you took me home. lord knows i'll probably be freaked out some nights, scared someone will follow me home.[/i]" there weren't as many creeps on the island as eulaline poe pictured in her head, but she had read so many horror stories about strippers being followed to their cars after the job and feared for something similar to happen to her. she didn't exactly know how to defend herself very well. she didn't even have a pocket knife! eulaline giggled as the lyrics to the song lucky flowed out of malcom's mouth. she dragged her hands through the soft ehu island sand, and began to sing along with them. they were such rockstars. they were going to be famous one day. eulaline laughed at malcom's joke about remembering her cheetah's names, but soon realized she didn't clarify the whole "proposing" thing théodore had with kennis. " oh, well, he like asked her to be official. and it was some super classy like-a-wedding-proposal date, or something. i wish i had the details! wow, some best friend i am.[/i]" she exhaled, laid back in the sand, and started making a sand angel. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by malcom levi james on Mar 23, 2011 6:29:01 GMT -10
grinning up at his friend, he batted his own minty-green eyes, the picture of innocence if there ever was one for a twenty one year old male. you may have that cute little innocent mask on now, but undernearth it is the sternest monster, if i've ever seen one!
[/i] laughing at this remark, he picked his head up just enough to get a spoonful of cherry ice into his mouth before resting it back in the pillow of sand. when he offered to walk her home some nights, her response did make him proud. goodness gracious, of course i'll stop by, mally-boo! and i would be honored if you took me home. lord knows i'll probably be freaked out some nights, scared someone will follow me home.[/i] giving her a genuine smile, he set his shaved ice back in its little cup holder and sat up. if ever you feel worried, just give me a call. your own personal body guard.[/b] he said with a mock bow to his practically sister. grinning as he sang the lyrics, listening to eula join in with him after a moment. they had used to get on their bikes and pretend like they were going on tour when they were little, generally riding around the block and then returning with amazing stories about their adventures, all of which were completely made up. but when she began to explain the whole theo and kennis, he was surprised at how much was going on with the whole situation. oh, well, he like asked her to be official. and it was some super classy like-a-wedding-proposal date, or something. i wish i had the details! wow, some best friend i am.[/i] laughing, he rested his head on his knees, looking over at her. that does sound very official. when you figure out the details, let me know, because now you have me very curious about all the folks back at bouscher.[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]
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