http://keep-suriving.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] keep-suriving.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-10-31 09:42 pm

All About Tonight [Closed]

Diana walked down the street.

It was so late now. Or early. Whatever you wanted to call it.

She’d stopped by her place to safely store the pillow case full of sweets and kick off her heels, switching them for some flatter footwear, because after all that walking they were killing her.

All of this, of course, had ticked away more time, but Diana didn’t mind, infact she planned on it. It was why she’d spent so much time out tonight, hanging with the others. Though, it’s not untrue she’d also had fun tonight, which was still a weird feeling to be having after almost 2 months away from FAYZ.

But making them wait was an old trick. An old, but very effective trick.

She wasn’t nervous or anything stupid like that. She knew what she was doing. And she had the upper hand here. Diana could read people easily, especially on subjects relating to attraction and relationships. She could see how much Jinx was interested in her, but she could also see Jinx hadn’t done something like this before, so the feelings were muddled and slightly confused, which was just the perfect thing for Diana to take advantage of.

Besides, this wasn’t dangerous. Jinx was a girl. It wasn’t like with boys, boys got excited, too caught up, boys were driven by nothing but stupid little impulses in their brains. Girls were different. A girl would stop when told. Especially a nervous girl who had no idea what she was doing.

Diana smirked to herself as she rounded the corner, keeping up with her slow, casual pace until she came to stop infront of the building Jinx had told her to come meet her at.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx on the other hand was less confident then she'd like to admit to even herself.

Steal a briefcase full of expensive microchips out from under a handful of trained armed guards? Cake.

Dealing with a girl who was as confident, observant and manipulative if not more so then herself? Now that was intimidating.

But at the same time she wouldn't back down, couldn't now. She would rise to meet this challenge like any other and learn from it.

It was easier to think about it like that.

Peeking out the window she saw Diana who no doubt saw the only window in the apartment with light flickering out from it. Slipping away from the window unseen she was quick and quiet making sure things looked appropriate, smoothing out her usual outfit once more and then slipped out onto the roof.

Four stories below her, Jinx's sharp eyes located Diana and she whistled to get the girls attention.

One little act of showing off, that would give her the push of confidence she needed to get this started. Holding her arms to her sides she walked carefully and almost casually across a wire stretched between the two buildings. It had once been a phone line but now it was her tight rope.

Turning gently one side, she allowed herself to slip off the wire catching it with her left hand and swinging. At the apex she released and flipped to the opposite building, catching on the wall with her boots and shoving off.

Another fall, it seemed fast. Too fast as she plummeted another story, but those long legs caught on a burnt out lamp post and she swung around once, twice, slowly descending the last few feet to the ground in front of Diana.

A routine like that at HIVE academy would only have earned her a B at best, because there were no lasers or mashy spike plates.
Edited 2011-10-31 21:55 (UTC)

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx took a graceful bow, "Thank you, and I wouldn't worry if I were you." She sauntered over meeting Diana's eyes, a successful routine setting her blood pumping and giving her the boost of confidence she had wanted.

"Still beautiful." She noted and then turned making her way towards the doors, "As if I expected any less." She held it open for Diana politely leading her into the dim building.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately the halls were rather dull leading up the four flights to Jinx's cozy home, but she had made an effort to clean out any rubble, broken class, and dusted (She had alot of free time these days)

The apartment was much more welcoming however. Furniture of a particular style that hit somewhere between gothic, punk rock and modern sat comfortably and inviting, some lanterns had been lit providing a flickering light that let shadows dance on every surface.

"It's not much, but it's mine." She closed the door behind them, locking it purely out of habit. This was after all supposed to be a place she felt safe and comfortable while she slept.

The walls were decorated with sketches of things, buildings people, creatures, a drafting desk had been rescued from somewhere and placed by one of the windows (Who's curtians were now drawn) where a pad of paper and some drawing supplies rested.
Edited 2011-10-31 22:42 (UTC)

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I did, just another hobby really." Her eyes were warm and there was a sort of hunger there. She approached the sofa with liquid grace, "Would you like something to drink? Some tea maybe? Or something sweet?" The last part was purred with insinuation.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was thinking more like "Savor". I don't just let anyone come up here you know?" She leaned in closer and Diana might catch the faint hint of Jr. Mints on her breath.

"Unless you were in a hurry?"

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"And why shouldn't you?" She rose up again and slid into the kitchenette where Diana could watch her work, she had already heated up some water apparently, "We only have a few options for tea I'm afraid, do you have a preference?" She held up a couple of boxes which bore unreadable alien markings. Even as she prepared drinks not a single movement was wasted.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx prepared a nice soothing mellow flavored tea, something with just enough crispness to remind her of Fall back home and brought the tea to Diana before sliding into place next to her on the sofa.

"How was the rest of your trick or treating?" She was trying to get a grip on the situation once more, Diana was l like a target that moved every time Jinx started to get a decent aim.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-10-31 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mmm." Jinx sipped her own tea and set it gently on the table next to the sofa, "The rest of the night wasn't nearly as pleasant I'm afraid. But that's why we save the best for last."

She placed a nail on Diana's ankle and traced it up her stocking clad leg slowly watching her with a smile.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"What a crime that would be." Jinx chuckled and began to gently, tantalizingly peel off the stocking, making sure her fingertips could gently tease and tickle at the skin being exposed. "But granted, you made those heels work."

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh she hear, and she very well did want more. She traced her fingers back up along the underside of Diana's calf, "Very nice, you have such soft skin." She purred looking up to admire Diana's face. For Jinx before her life on Stacy beauty was a battle. Considering all the bumps and bruises and scars she accumulated on the job she had to work twice as hard to maintain the level of perfection she desired.

And even then it wasn't perfect, there were still a few tell tail marks to find on her smooth pale skin...but that fun could come later. One step at a time.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx felt it and a flicker of pleasure slid through her body starting at her stomach and spreading out to her limbs. It made her feel wanted in a way, and that was nice. Moving closer to Diana she continued tracing her fingertips up around her knee, and teasing the lower part of Diana's thigh.

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jinx opened her mouth to respond, only to let out a pleasured sigh as a shiver raced down her back. Clever Diana had found one of her "weak spots" and a rush of heat found it's way into her cheeks.

"I-I wouldn't say nervous." She mumbled catching her breath finally. "I hope that's not disappointing."
Edited 2011-11-01 21:06 (UTC)

[identity profile] badluckbabe.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The circles were providing a challenge in focusing her thoughts, "Can you blame me?" She leaned closer becoming more comfortable with letting Diana lead her. As competitive as she was, there was also a part of her that craved to learn, to grow, to perfect herself by learning from others who were the best in their fields.

And Diana was very...very good.

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