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Post by Caroline Sutton on Jul 1, 2010 21:06:48 GMT -6
 CAROLINE ISABELLE SUTTONVALKYRIE, CALIFORNIA, SEBASTIAN'S APARTMENT, DECEMBER 2007[/font][/center] -----carly smiled at her reflection in the mirror, her fingers tangling in her curls and giving them a little fluff. it had been so long since she'd seen him last. so long since she'd heard his voice and battled wits with him. him who? sebastian devereux. god knows what it was about that boy that always seemed to send carly for a loop but she was hooked on him. even when people assumed she was dating regan, her connection with him possibly stronger than what she had so far with seb, carly wasn't sure she could ever see herself with regan. sure she adored him. he was something between the best friend she'd been lacking for months and a brother. she'd made a slip up or two in vegas with him but they'd always played it up as nothing. something about them just didn't have that particular spark. there was a spark. there was a damn near white dwarf between the two of them, that was why people thought they were dating, but it was nothing compared to the sheer attraction carly felt around sebastian. it was hard to explain. first he was just another person floating around in the water. she'd been a little drunk then and that was probably all that had stopped sebastian. then to run into him a little while later only to have him demand she go to homecoming with him? carly was never a school dances kind of girl. it was kind of the thing that had gotten her into trouble before, but for him, somehow, she'd made an exception. sebastian even made shopping for a dress incredibly fun. just joking around for a while as they bickered over which dress would look best on her. it was so amusing. more amusing than the bickering and the back and forth was when she'd tried on dresses. there weren't words for just how hot her blood had spiked when his hands worked on the zipper of that dress, finally giving in and kissing her.
-----it had been a while since carly had felt something like that. not since she was in high school and not since she'd been dating cain. but even then, carly wasn't necessarily sure just how much she'd felt for him. back in keizer everything was always about stereotypes. she'd fallen for cain because it was what was expected of her and being that she was the type to go with the flow at the time, carly hadn't really been against it. when the older football captain had looked her way she had swooned along with the rest of them. she had been taken back by his charm and she'd said an immediate yes when he'd asked her out for the first time? had she been in love with him? well for the most part carly had thought she was. was it still a possibility? of course. there was always the possibility that her feelings were real and weren't brought about by peer pressure. if it was the other way around would carly have really slept with him? she was pretty sure that if these feelings hadn't at least in part been some of her own, wouldn't she have felt like something was off? the only time carly ever felt like something was ever wrong was the day that carly walked into the courtyard at keizer high school. the day before carly had told cain that she was pregnant, told him that he was the father and that she was terrified. it was the day that she'd locked eyes with him and watched his stand up on the picnic table as she approached. she'd stopped dead in her tracks and listened, baffled, as cain announced to the entire school population that carly was a cheating whore who was pregnant with some bastard spawn and had tried to pawn it off on himself. it was the day carly's hopes had been dashed and she had realized she really was in this all by herself. she had realized then that she was alone and that had been true until she'd left keizer and wound up here.
-----she turned away from the mirror, happy with her reflection as she looked around the room for the leather jacket she really wanted to be wearing. it was ridiculous just how cold it was outside. carly wasn't usually one to complain because for one thing where she was from had snow. she was used to snow. she was used to blizzards for christs sake. but when you hung out in the land of endless sun, well you forgot all about the cold and you tended to just soak up the heat. carly was a skinny, toned girl. she didn't hold her body heat all that well. when it was cold way back in keizer carly would have to wear layer upon layer of clothing. it was ridiculous standing out in the hall taking off one thing after another as she left the icy, cold outside world for the heated interior of her school. she would stand in front of her locker for five minutes just pulling off gloves, scarves, earmuffs, and sweater after sweater. needless to say she'd gotten used to not having to wear those things. she hardly even used them anymore. so much so to the point that she had packed them away in some moving box and hadn't concerned herself with finding them. how wrong she was. california was shivering today. her eyes scoured the room for a moment, before carly finally grumbled, pushing herself away from the vanity to dig through the closet, the piles, or wherever else that damn jacket of hers could be. if penny took it to work with her...ugh there would be hell to pay. finally halfway buried in the closet she shared with her sister, carly spied the familiar black leather and tugged, freeing the jacket from it's fabric-y grave. "there you are m'love." carly said with a chuckle. "off we go."
-----if she'd thought it was cold before, then she was sadly mistaken because it felt twice as cold outside now. who was kicking herself for not unpacking her blizzard gear now? huh? huh? oh carly was. she zipped the jacket up all the way, holding her arms against her body as she walked to sebastian's apartment complex. thank god it wasn't too too far away or they might have found her years later when the ice thawed. she made her way up the stairs once she reached sebastian's apartment, actually surprised by the fact that her leg joints seemed to stick as she walked up stair by stair. "so cold. better be worth it." she said with a slight chuckle as she hurried up to sebastian's door and knocked rapidly. she fidgeted as she waited for him to open the door, shifting her weight from one foot to the other until that door opened and that familiar face appeared. "hello you." she said with a smirk before she jumped up and hugged him, clutching him close as she sucked the warmth off his body. "let me in. it's freezing out here." she found her feet on the floor and pushed his door closed with her foot, smiling up at him as she finally had a chance to take in the sight of him.
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Post by Sebastian Devereux on Jul 1, 2010 23:15:09 GMT -6
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it was fucking cold outside.
now, to some brave little viking sole who lived out in wisconsin or alaska or one of those cold states, the temperatures currently afflicting valkyrie, california, wouldn't be anything too out of the ordinary for it being the middle of december. but sebastian constantine devereux was most definitely not one of those brave little viking people. he was actually probably as far from it as it is possible to be. he had been born and raised in hawaii, you see. he had grown up with heat as his nearly constant companion. he hadn't ever even seen an actual snowflake in his life before. he was used to a warm climate and he liked it. his move to california had not brought about too significant a change in terms of average daily temperatures. until a few weeks ago, when he had noticed things getting cooler and cooler outside. and now... sweet, merciful crap; it was damn cold.
he was ridiculously thankful that he hadn't had class today, because he was pretty sure he wouldn't have been able to find the strength summon up the will power or courage to leave his nice and heated apartment. instead, he had decided to invite carly over. because carly was undoubtedly his favorite person in valkyrie and would surely distract him from the irritation he was feeling at being subjected to temperatures such as these while in california. plus he really wanted to see her again, as he hadn't ever since their fateful, epic homecoming dress shopping trip. he had been thinking about her since then. a lot. but between a busy class schedule and her taking off for vegas with a bunch of other academy students, it had been a bit difficult to make arrangements.
but she was coming over today, so he was happy. he had just finished a batch of chocolate chocolate chip m&m cookies that he would do his best to feed her when she arrived. because, one, it was like a cute little tradition of theirs (even though he had only ever done it once before), and, two, she was so damn skinny. she needed to get a bit of fat on her if she was going to survive this weather. heh. seriously, though, he liked making cookies. and he was man enough to admit it, thank you very much.
which brought up one of the reasons he really liked spending time with carly. there were some girls who, upon learning a bit about him, labeled him a freak and ninety nine percent probably homosexual. then they ran off. seb couldn't say he cared very much, because he knew that girls like that were not really worth his time. there were still other girls who assumed he was gay and then treated him like a big sister of sorts. seb couldn't really say he cared too terribly much about that, either. it was fine by him. unless he happened to be attracted to the girl, in which case he usually did he best to make it apparent that he was, in fact. but, of all the girls he had hung out with through the years, carly was a bit different from them all. she was just so... carly. he adored that about her. the way she was just... the way she was. damn, he could hardly even put together coherent reasoning when he was thinking about her.
after getting off the phone with her, he had lounged around on the couch studying, getting up only to take his cookies out of the oven. when he heard the knock on his door he slid up off the couch in one excited motion before heading jauntily towards the door to pull it open. "hello you." she smirked at him, then jumped a hug on him. "hello yourself," he said enveloping his arms around her back, returning her hug. she was cold. poor baby. "let me in. it's freezing out here." she found her footing and kicked the door to the apartment shut behind her. "well, dahling," he drawled in some sort of british accent, "welcome to casa de seb." both of his arms were still wrapped around her, so he brought one down to the backs of her knees and scooped her up in the "honeymoon walk" grip. he walked the few step required to reach the couch and set her down gently. "there. make yourself comfortable." grabbing a cookie from the cookie sheet where they were all lying, cooling, he held it out to her and grinned crookedly. "have a cookie." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - STATUS finished.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Jul 2, 2010 9:04:07 GMT -6
CAROLINE ISABELLE SUTTONVALKYRIE, CALIFORNIA, SEBASTIAN'S APARTMENT, DECEMBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----it probably didn't seem true, but carly was in fact used to the cold. did that mean she could walk around in shorts and a t-shirt while the sky opened up on her with ice flakes? of course not. no sane person would be able to do that right? well despite all of that, carly was used to seeing the cold. oregon saw a lot of cold, keizer especially. the place was on one of the northernmost portions of the state, hovering only thirty minutes or so away from the washington border. it was also far enough away from the pacific ocean that it wasn't effected by the ocean breeze or any of that. though it wasn't more inland than say the capital city or anything, it was still colder than a witch's titty when winter came around. who knew that the cold would follow her when she moved to california? carly hadn't they'd moved to the sunshine state before school started, so during the summer, and truthfully she'd become accustomed to the warmth. she liked that she could go out on the beach and find people tanning whose skin was so hot you could likely fry and egg on their back. she was a warmth kind of girl and though keizer did have it's frigid months, thankfully they also had relatively decent temperatures. it was nothing compared to california on some of it's hottest days, but it was still tolerable. she had kind of expected for california to never see this kind of cold, but then again it was probably just a freak of nature thing that had kept the heat away as she walked to sebastian's place. hopefully by the time she headed home it would be warming up because if it wasn't, she may be stealing a few of his blankets for her trek home.
-----she was lucky that her leather jacket was even unpacked and available. the only reason why it was even out to begin with was because it was one of her favorite jackets and she would wear it every chance she got. penny always tended to ride her about it. penny was the fashion guru. she loved to draw little outfits and such when she wasn't busting her ass at happy falcon. ugh just the thought of that place made her shudder. who in the hell would want to work at that grease factory? who would want to toss pie after pie to chubby construction workers who liked to slap your ass as you walked by. honestly, people had no dignity whatsoever. things like that, surprisingly, didn't happen at bad seeds. carly loved that about the place. she loved that the people she worked with took such good care of her. true there were always exceptions. there were always those guys who came in and had a little too much to drink, they'd get rowdy and they'd get a little grabby, but either reed or one of the bouncers were always quick to put a stop to it. she had to admire the owner of that place. reed had done a fabulous job of staring the place up and even better upkeep. he took his work seriously unlike a lot of kids his age who would have started up a bar only to have their friends come in and get wasted with them. reed was really good about all of it. she would rather have someone similar to her own age running the place than some skeezy old guy. lord knows how bad seeds would have turned out if some guy with a mid life crisis had built the place and surrounded it with half naked girls. carly never went to work half naked. she had the choice of her own wardrobe and she loved having that kind of freedom. she just couldn't imagine the place being anything but what it was today. it just didn't feel like bad seeds if it wasn't the way it was.
-----she'd only applied for the dancing opportunities. carly loved to dance and she would forever pick dancing over cheering. the whole appeal of the place was the chance to dance. it wasn't even so much the access she had to booze. carly didn't drink of the job and she didn't so much enjoy overly drinking in public either. she was a bit more of a social drinker. the first time she'd met sebastian she'd been drinking, but even then she knew her limits and had stopped herself. she didn't drink at work. though guys tried to buy her drinks she kindly turned them down and would just give them a double of whatever they were drinking. for one thing, drinking in the workplace was just bad business. it made things messy and it made people stupid and that tended to be when things went wrong. she didn't like appearing stupid and she didn't like when things got messy so she just stayed away from the drink. but there were times when she was out with people from school that carly would drink a beer or two. she never really liked to go over that. carly had bad memories of hangovers from back in keizer. those were enough to not want to drink again ever. but the main reason why she didn't like to drink excessively was because she'd been partially drunk when she'd slept with cain and he'd gotten her pregnant. that was one mistake she would never, never make again. she's had enough drunken mistakes to last her a lifetime and she was only seventeen years old. god only seventeen. thankfully her birthday was coming up. just a few more months and carly would officially be legal. they could stop calling her jail bait at work and all that. she would finally be eighteen come february.
-----it sure felt like february outside as she waited for sebastian to open the door. she couldn't help the excitement that she felt as she saw his face for the first time in what felt like forever. it had been far too long and carly wasn't happy about that. they needed to hang out much more often despite the fact that carly was still majorly fighting her feelings for him. she felt those warm arms wrap around her and she couldn't help but to snuggle into him. was it the fact that she'd missed him so much or was it the fact that he was so warm? was it a little bit of both? who cared! once the door was shut and the cold forced to stay outside carly was slightly more happy. at least in here she could thaw. the place smelled deliciously of cookies. what was it with this boy and sweets? she was about to look around when she felt his arm behind her knees and he scooped her up. "ooh i could so get used to this." she said with a chuckle as seb walked her over to the couch and set her down. even the fabric felt warm and her body screamed with happiness. she looked back at seb to see him walking over with a cookie. well this felt familiar. she smiled as he offered her a cookie, taking it from him and taking a bite. it was good. really good. but more than that the cookie was so heavenly warm. "mmm thank you." she said with a giddy smile as she brushed a bit of chocolate from her lip. "you. get over here." carly said as she looked back at sebastian, patting the couch cushion beside her. "you have a lot of making up to do. it's been far too long since the dress shopping and i'm overdue for a little seb time."
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Post by Sebastian Devereux on Jul 7, 2010 14:52:46 GMT -6
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wait, was that it? the entire synopsis of their entire relationship up until this very moment in his apartment? huh. weird. it seemed like it should have been longer. which was probably one of the quirks that how he felt about carly brought up; she seemed like she had been in his life a lot longer than she actually had been. or maybe she had in part brought about such a refreshing change in the feelings he had once been feeling on a daily basis that he had dwelt on it enough to leave him with the illusion that she had been around for more time than she had in reality. well, regardless, he was quite happy that he had managed to stumble upon her here.
though, honestly, seb wasn't quite sure what exactly was going on with her... it seemed to him that they both had feelings for each other, and yet he kind of sensed that she tried to avoid that topic. the idea of them becoming some sort of item most definitely had never ever been breached in conversation between the two of them. though seb was planning on changing that today. not that he had had any, uh, ulterior motives in inviting her over other than to enjoy the pleasure of her company, of course. no, sir. anyhow, the point was that seb wanted to be dating her and, frankly, he wasn't completely sure why he hadn't tried to take steps to make that happen a long time ago. he sure as hell didn't want carly "getting jiggy" with any of the other bozos that could often be found lumbering about within valkyrie's city limits. no sireebob. just the thought of it made him want to punch and or kick something. hard.
he was pretty sure that his odds of at least relative success with miss sutton were at least not terrible. because hopefully the contrast between the winter fucking "wonderland" she had just found refuge from and his nice and warm apartment, filled, no less, with the scent of delicious cookies, would have a subconscious affect of making seb himself and anything he had to say seem a bit nicer and fuzzier.
hopefully being the key word there.
and, all bull crap aside, he knew she felt something for him, even if she was maybe trying to deny it for whatever reason. that counted for the most.
well, even if she maybe possibly would not want to date him, she seemed just fine accepting the food he made for her. which was a step up from the last time, when she had pretty much simply haughtily ignored the chocolate deliciousness that he had slaved over a hot stove to produce. "mmm thank you." seb backtracked a few steps into the kitchen area of his small abode to grab another cookie for himself, then brought himself back into what he had deemed the living room area. "no problemo, babe. take as many as you want; you'll need to fatten up if you're going to survive this 'delightful californian climate' we've got going on lately." the words delightful, californian and climate were pronounced in a tone of utter disdain and with an air one might find surrounding someone who had just recently been appalled by something ghastly and at the same time felt a bit jipped over it. because, seriously? cold weather in california? sure, seb had figured it was bound to pop up now and again up in the mountainous regions, and up pretty high, too, but here? fuck, it was so not what he had signed on for. "you. get over here." carly patted the space next to her on the couch with purpose, indicating that he'd best sit his pretty butt down. "you have a lot of making up to do. it's been far too long since the dress shopping and i'm overdue for a little seb time."
he complied with her order to join her on the couch, plopping down onto the slightly faded fabric next to her. most immediately, he stretched out his arm along the back of the couch behind his dark haired counterpart, which, of course, meant he also pretty much had his arm wrapped around her herself, too. "you know, tons and tons of people are also overdue for seb time. it's a shame. they ought to fortify it into milk like they do with vitamin d." he kept his tone casual and aloof along with his facial expression so that they contrasted with the ridiculousness of what had just come out of his mouth. he was good at it, too. just one of his many talents.
he slunk his arm down from the very top of the back frame of the sofa to wrap it around carly for reals this time as he took the first bite out of his cookie. "so," he said after he swallowed. "i have a proposition for you, my dear." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - STATUS finished.
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Post by Caroline Sutton on Jul 7, 2010 22:02:34 GMT -6
CAROLINE ISABELLE SUTTONVALKYRIE, CALIFORNIA, SEBASTIAN'S APARTMENT, DECEMBER 2007 [/font][/center] -----it sure as though felt like the two of them had known each other much longer than the short time that they actually had. it was strange. it was like he'd been pulled from her head as the ideal guy that she would have wanted to have known way back when. he couldn't have been pulled from her past because then he would only be judgmental and cruel, but damn if he wasn't the perfect guy to have after her previous debacle. it had been so long since carly had even attempted to date she shied away from it for a reason. dating was bad. she'd only done it once and look at where it had gotten her. of course it hadn't been the dating but the sex that had gotten her into trouble and she hadn't necessarily strayed away from that. now i'm not implying that miss caroline isabelle sutton was promiscuous (though with her vside track record it looks that way). cain, her boyfriend at the time, had been her first and he'd gotten her pregnant within either the first or second time they'd been together. that was it. after the pregnancy mess no one in keizer would even look at her never mind touch her. it was like everyone thought that their arm just brushing hers was going to give her another bastard spawn. honestly. even she'd paid attention in biology and knew that wasn't possible. apparently she'd been the only one seeing as how while she'd been paying attention all the other kids were mocking her behind her back, throwing paper wads at the back of her head, all those cruel kind of bullying things. she'd hated it but she'd stayed strong but needless to say that it shouldn't have been dating she was against. it should have been sex. still she hadn't been with too many guys, three total throughout her entire life. so what was she really afraid of? was the idea of getting pregnant again so traumatizing that she stayed away from dating to keep herself from that outcome once again?
-----no. because that was a stupid reason. dating didn't mean that you could get pregnant. no other things had to happen for that to be the case. she hadn't so much had bad experiences with sex as she had with dating. dating had broken her beyond belief. cain had broken her beyond belief. it was mainly because she'd trusted him. god she had trusted him so completely. she'd pined after him like any other swooning high school girl. she'd giggled with her crowd of friends when he'd winked at her as he passed by, and soon enough she was looking up at his with innocent doe eyes as he'd asked her out and they'd become keizer's biggest item. she had been a willing participant in her own demise and she hadn't even seen it coming. she had been so invested in that first relationship that she'd been absolutely torn to shreds when she'd seen the look on cain's face after telling him the news. she'd seen that fear in his eyes the moment he'd had a night to think on it and had realized what this would do to his future. he'd looked her in the eyes and she had actually seen hate. like she had planned this just to trap him. like she had wanted to carry a baby inside of her because it was the hip thing to do. he'd looked at her like she'd meant for it to happen, and then he'd stepped up on that picnic table in the courtyard and he'd outed her. he'd blabbed her secret, but he'd also spun it so dramatically that even carly had been floored. who couldn't have believed that she was a massive slut after the show he'd put on? yeah she didn't date for one reason and one reason only, it made you vulnerable. it brought you to this place high up in the clouds, making you put your faith in another individual only giving them the power to tear you limb from limb. she had promised herself she would never date again.
-----at the time it sounded fabulous. hell at the time it had sounded plausible because carly had still been living in keizer and no one would go within thirty feet of her. it was hard to imagine a future with a boyfriend who eventually became a husband when not a single soul in school even so much as smiled your way. it really did hurt, but she never showed it and it made it that much easier to vow she would never let another soul in. but ever since she'd moved to valkyrie it felt like that would all change. here people looked at her. here people tried to talk to her. because it was here that no one knew her secrets and no one knew how she was looked at and treated. no one knew, and damn it that's the way she wanted it to stay. but never letting someone in again was proving to be very difficult. case in point: she was sitting in the living room with sebastian devereux, demanding he sit beside her and give her more "seb time." carly had to admit that above everyone else she'd met in this town, no one got her blood heated or her heart pounding the way seb had managed to do. she had sworn off men before she'd ever met him and if she wasn't careful she'd be retracting her previous words rather quickly in exchange for something she wasn't quite sure she could handle. carly didn't want to feel that vulnerable ever again. she didn't want to have her trust laid out in the palm of some guy's hands. sure seb wasn't like any other guy she'd met. he was different and he was enjoyable and he was one of a very small handful that she liked to see more than once in a lifetime. did that mean she wanted to take that leap again? carly wasn't like those types to easily rebound. if her first break up had been easier than the one she'd gone through then maybe that would have been a possibility, but it hadn't and it wasn't. it had been two years since she'd even given birth, almost three since cain had turned on her, and even that didn't feel like enough time.
-----but was she ready? carly wasn't so sure she even wanted to figure it out. sure things with seb could have come along a lot further by now had she just given in, but...she was terrified. terrified of giving in, of giving up that part of herself again, of parading out her weaknesses for someone else to see. it wasn't easy and she wasn't sure how game she would ever be. carly rolled her eyes as seb talked about fattening her up again. god by the sound of it one would think she was skin and bones, and she wasn't. though she was slender, most if not all of that body mass was muscle. thank you cheer leading and dancing. there was no fattening needed unless he meant adding on a layer of blubber to combat the cold. if that was the case she'd suffice with an extra jacket or two. she smiled as he succumb to her demand, plopping down on the couch right next to her. a few more inches and he would have been on top of her- let's not go there. she felt his arm outstretch and she couldn't stop herself as she leaned into his body, curling up next to him. what could she say, this was enjoyable. "ah yes i'm sure the world is in sebastian withdrawals because i've hogged you so." she scoffed, shaking her head in mock disbelief of that massive ego of his. "oh please." she leaned her head against his shoulder as his arm really wrapped around her, the intoxicating smell of his cookie wafting to her nostrils as he took a bite before asking her a question. her brow furrowed in thought as she looked over her shoulder at him. "and what, pray tell, would that be?"
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