11-15-2013, 12:27 PM
(Very small amount of modding here)
So there she was, at the side of Mr. Tall, dark and handsome -- who'd just casually brushed off Yuri as if he didn't matter. That wasn't fair at all. He'd captured Specta's attention first. He'd gotten her all warmed up, and the newcomer was trying to peel her away all for himself.
No, that wasn't going to work out at all. Especially because of those smoky hot looks Spectra continued to send in Yuri's direction. Like she wanted Yuri to stop the man. Maybe the dude was into kiddie porn or had blackmail on her or something. In any event, Yuri didn't like him. He didn't follow directions very well. I said to fetch the water, not take her to it, asshole.
The notion Spectra was perhaps just messing with Yuri to see how far he'd go never entered Yuri's drug-addled mind. Which, although it didn't show all that much, it was screaming along at a pretty steady high. He'd laced his own drink earlier. The ecstacy of riding the power didn't exactly help with his mental clarity either.
He channeled.
Far down at the end of the hall, the hallway opened into a sitting area with four swinging glass doors that led to the balcony beyond. Those doors suddenly swung inward as fierce gusts of wind forced their way into the penthouse suite from the outside. Napkins, food and drinks went flying in the sitting room, the cracking of crystal and china on the floor left as evidence of the wind's passage. The gale-force wind hurtled its way down the hall, knocking both Yellow Eyes and the other man aside, ripping Spectra from his grasp and sending her staggering, unbalanced, in Yuri's direction.
Yuri himself staggered. That had been more powerful than he'd planned it to be. He quickly recovered and snaked out a hand to wrap around Spectra's waist, catching her from a nasty fall.
"I got you, lady,"
he said as he helped her to her feet and unwrapped his arm from her waist, sending a look toward a man who'd been slammed against a wall that said, some protector you are.
. "That was some crazy weather there. I heard there's strange currents at high altitude."
He delicately turned her to meet his eyes. "But don't worry, you're safe when I'm around."
Yeah, beat that, mister broad shoulders.
Edited by Yuri Obrechennyy, Nov 15 2013, 12:28 PM.
So there she was, at the side of Mr. Tall, dark and handsome -- who'd just casually brushed off Yuri as if he didn't matter. That wasn't fair at all. He'd captured Specta's attention first. He'd gotten her all warmed up, and the newcomer was trying to peel her away all for himself.
No, that wasn't going to work out at all. Especially because of those smoky hot looks Spectra continued to send in Yuri's direction. Like she wanted Yuri to stop the man. Maybe the dude was into kiddie porn or had blackmail on her or something. In any event, Yuri didn't like him. He didn't follow directions very well. I said to fetch the water, not take her to it, asshole.
The notion Spectra was perhaps just messing with Yuri to see how far he'd go never entered Yuri's drug-addled mind. Which, although it didn't show all that much, it was screaming along at a pretty steady high. He'd laced his own drink earlier. The ecstacy of riding the power didn't exactly help with his mental clarity either.
He channeled.
Far down at the end of the hall, the hallway opened into a sitting area with four swinging glass doors that led to the balcony beyond. Those doors suddenly swung inward as fierce gusts of wind forced their way into the penthouse suite from the outside. Napkins, food and drinks went flying in the sitting room, the cracking of crystal and china on the floor left as evidence of the wind's passage. The gale-force wind hurtled its way down the hall, knocking both Yellow Eyes and the other man aside, ripping Spectra from his grasp and sending her staggering, unbalanced, in Yuri's direction.
Yuri himself staggered. That had been more powerful than he'd planned it to be. He quickly recovered and snaked out a hand to wrap around Spectra's waist, catching her from a nasty fall.
"I got you, lady,"
he said as he helped her to her feet and unwrapped his arm from her waist, sending a look toward a man who'd been slammed against a wall that said, some protector you are.
. "That was some crazy weather there. I heard there's strange currents at high altitude."
He delicately turned her to meet his eyes. "But don't worry, you're safe when I'm around."
Yeah, beat that, mister broad shoulders.
Edited by Yuri Obrechennyy, Nov 15 2013, 12:28 PM.