In Time RP (JOIN! PLEASE!)

(Sure! Caroline or Adam? )

(Whichever you want to use Just lemme know!)

(Ah, sorry. : x Lol, if you have plans any time in the future, go ahead with them. Really, it's cool with moi. (: )

She scoffed, not willing to let this man think he could control her actions. Being stubborn and relentless, Tamazey crossed her arms over her chest, glaring back at him in return. "Then I guess we'll stay here all night. Hope you packed yourself a sleeping bag; we'll be here a while unless you decide to act more decent." Considering what she was going to do, she sounded very much a hypocrite. 

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Kysen let a soft giggle roll off her tongue. "You didn't think I was serious, did you?" Laughing again, Kysen piled on the bullshit. "Good heavens, what kind of friend would that make me? Don't be ridiculous; I'm sure he's very loyal to you." 

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Zennet's tongue slipped from between the crack of his lips to moisten his bottom lip. No, he didn't need a smoke. Damnit, he was slowly becoming craved to those cancer sticks of Daisy's. 

Never missed a beat. Zennet chuckled, lifting the injured hand and shaking it carelessly. "What, this little thing? I suppose it wouldn't hurt to be prepared." Because Zennet being Zennet, there was going to be a fight or most certainly a death. He hadn't fought by Daisy's side though, so this would be a sweet experience. "Right then, leave in ten."

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Arson had given his arm without hesitation, not checking how much the drinks actual cost. A habit he most likely would never divert from with his being so wealthy. But he did pull the sleeve of his shirt and blazer back down to keep it hidden. If he was going to throw himself into what she promised to be a night of fun, he only wanted to live through it all. 

The drink was everything she had said it would be, and more. Why had the bars he had been to in the past never served him anything of the sort? It was gone several minutes later and he was tempted to order another of the strange new desire, but this game room held his attention. "What kind of games?" Boo? Had he heard her right, or was the blaring music around them making him hear things?

Alessandra's drink was gone too, and she reclined back in the bar chair with a happy smirk. "Anything at all. Card games, arcade games, pool, sexual games... I'm sure there'd be something you'd like." She stood and took his arm, already feel very tipsy. 'Now escort me to the back like a gentleman, and we'll get this party started." She had a feeling that her night was going to be wild.

When he stood on his feet, the conditions of that drink brought a nice buzz to his head, almost distracting him from what she was saying. "Card games? I like card games." Arson had missed the rest of it when her arm wrapped itself with his. He didn't understand why he had to be a 'gentleman' when she clearly wasn't a lady. Regardless, he didn't argue, more so on the point of that sense of, what he knew now was, excitement taking over. He navigated her through the large crowds, once or twice at the point of getting separated from her before they righted themselves. He didn't really appreciate the few girls who had tried to grind against him. He wasn't there for sex like the rest of the club. No, just an hour or two of fun. Except he wasn't sure what fun really was to begin with.

( Is it okay if good little Alexander is in that club and runs into Arson while playing cards? Hahahaha)

(Go for it, lol. ^___^")

Alexander was sitting in the back tables. A girl on his lap, a drink in his hand, cigarette between his lips and waiting to be dealt a new round of cards. He was in heaven and wouldn't be back to reality until morning after his father went to work. Only then would his mother not scold him. He had learned that a long time ago.

"We're waiting for one more player boys." The dealer said, as a woman poured them all another round. It was only then that in the corner of his eyes an image caught his eye. It couldn't be... His father with another woman? Before he could stop himself he was calling out his first name, making sure that when he looked he was right.

~*~*~

"Don't go starting any rumors, we know those never end well for you my dear." Lillian said softly as she asked for another drink, her face never turning toward Kysen's. Why would such a woman say such horrible things. She knew other woman lusted for her husband... But they also knew he belonged to Lillian around here.

~*~*~

"Sleep while you're around? Not a chance, I'm not letting you rob me." Zachary scolded at her, his stands set as he barely looked behind him. He had to make sure he was alone and he wasn't going to get ambushed.

If there was one thing Arson didn't expect to see in this back games room, it would have been Alexander. Or Lillian, he supposed. He just paused, caught in a staring competition with his son before he felt the tug on his arm and was reminded of Alessandra. He cleared his throat, looking from her to Alexander. He'd think... But wait, what did Arson care? So far, he was having a good time and if it cost him his wife, so be it. He couldn't care for the women at all, and maybe he had been searching for an excuse out of their marriage. What would people say if word got out? If they separated? Grunting, he shook the thoughts away. He was there to get away from that, not to think about it some more.

"I'll play," Arson volunteered, shown to the last remaining empty seat. "You don't mind, do you?" he turned and asked Alessandra before he let her arm go. She could stand there and watch for all he cared.

His eyes had fallen back over to Alexander, crossing from the cigarette, drink to the girl. Did he do this every night? Was that why he was never around home?

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Kysen kept the fake smile up, her laugh a notch colder than before. "I don't believe I follow what you're saying." But of course she did. The whole controversy over her husband's death. She glared at Lillian's back while she ordered her drink, cursing the bitch to ever have a tongue. Oh, she'd show her.

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Tamazey lifted her chin, eyes narrowing to near slits. "How dare you blame me of such a thing! For all I know, you plan to rob me." Oh why wasn't she any good at this? Maybe if she asked some of the others in the gang, they might give her tips.

"I work for my time, why would I need to rob you? Plus I got a sneak at your time. Not much to offer me to make a difference." Zachary told her, not moving an inch.

~*~*~

"Nevermind then," Lillia said, waving off the earlier topic. "I don't know about you but these parties get monotonous by the dozen." She said.

~*~*~

Alexander almost laughed. He was about to play with his father in a betting game. Who knew he would of seen such an uptight man in a place like this. With a soft whisper to the girls ear, he watched her as she stood and now stood behind him. "Think you can handle this Arson?" he said, no way in hell was he calling him father.

"And you've just admitted you've looking at my time. As if you have no bad intentions. What would it matter if you worked for your time? Some extra hours would be so helpful." Tamazey glared, taking one step forward towards him.

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Kysen was sure Lillian's life was a dull, never changing experience, never mind the parties. At least Kysen had stolen moments away, stealing hearts only to stamp on them herself. "I suppose. Maybe you should get out of your comfort zone and do something about that."

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Arson had glanced back at Alessandra when he turned to the voice again. Just who did his son think he was? Trying to challenge him? This may not be Arson's scene, but he most definitely saw no reason to be looked down on. "Why ever not, Alex?" He knew for a fact that Alexander hated when he called him that. Perhaps because Alex was some pet name his little pleasures called him, and a father calling him that wasn't so very liking.

(Wait for Court for this scene?)

If only this woman knew that she was out of her comfort zone every day. "I'm good," Lillian said, her eyes scanning the crowd for anyone else she could talk to. Kysen upset her beyond words.

~*~*~

"Looking at your clock was how I determined you wanted a sneak at mine so you can steal a few hours. I give it you haven't been long in the business of stealing." Zachary told her.

(Sure ^.^)

"Well, hey, how's this for a crazy idea, but why don't you come to my house and I'll set up a teatime date? Us and a few other women, yeah? It'll be different and refreshing," Kysen asked, already seeing Lillian begin to distance herself. She had barely begun the games.

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Tamazey blushed in embarrassment. Oh god, this confrontation was getting worse. It was as though she had all her secrets exposed on her forehead for him to see. "I-I never said I was stealing. Don't relate me to what devious ideas are in your head."

"Those devious ideas as you call them... They're my reality. My every day." Zachary said, she looked so much less menacing when her eyes wavered and she blushed like that. But no, he couldn't pity her.

~*~*~

Lillian looked at Kysen for a moment and then nodded. "Sure, why not. But no funny business okay?" She told the woman with a small smile. She knew Kysen and she knew she loved games.

"Well stop associating me with them." She was tongue-tied for a good argument against him, another thing she wasn't so great at. "It's a pity you only see the worst in people." Deep breaths, she tried to calm her too-hot cheeks and settle her nerves.

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"Don't be ridiculous!" Kysen laughed, mirroring the smile with half a falseness to it. Funny business was the one thing she excelled in. Why else would she invite them into her home?

"I've never seen the good in many so I try to expect the worst. And don't feign innocence." Zachary told her with a sigh, raising his arm to scratch the back of his head. Alli would start worrying soon if he didn't get home.

~*~*~

Lillian didn't say anything and finished her drink. She would have to be really careful while around Kysen and at her home.

"I'm not feigning," she replied, scowling. So she lied, what else was new? It wasn't like he didn't lie. She could bet it was a regular hobby of his. "And your reasoning is stupid."

*_*_*_*_*

"Great, I'll sort out dates and times. It'll probably turn out to be a weekly thing." Already, Kysen's mind was turning with the different possibilities she could create.

"You're getting ahead of yourself." Lillian said softly as she heard Kysen's plan and the mischief in her eyes. "But it seems nice."

~*~*~

"What's stupid is being here arguing when I have to be home." Zachary said annoyed.

"It is nice. Plus it doesn't hurt to have everything prepared." Kysen grinned, lifting a hand to alert the bartender and order herself a new drink. It called for a celebration, she believed.

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"I told you, by all means don't let me stop you." But she knew why he didn't, because she'd pounce him and he knew that. "What, are you going to take me with you? That's idiotic, hurry on now."

Alessandra was definitely not happy with being pushed to the side like some useless whore. "Get me a chair," she snapped at the nearest attendant, who shuddered and quickly went to grab her one. People at this club knew what she was capable of, and they weren't foolish enough to ignore her. She sat in her chair when it was brought and took a fresh drink from the attendee before waving him away. "I sense a little rivalry here. That's all fun and game until someone gets tragically killed. Arson, our deal isn't going to be fulfilled until you have some fun with me. So keep that in mind next time you push me aside," She then eyed Alexander. "As for you, I have some interesting gossip about Arson that I could share. But I'll choose not to...for now." She winked at him, thinking that she had to get someone into her bed tonight. Where was the fun in a sexless night? She was not a whore, but tonight she had a craving.

(Ouuuu I just thought of an idea for these three! I'm shooting a little far ahead but I like the idea!)

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His glare couldn't be any more legit, his father was now playing games with him. "Well frankly cause your old and boring... At least that's what Lillian says." He told him, a bit of a smirk then.

Alexander chuckled and shook his head when the woman spoke though. Who was this woman anyways? But she didn't seem to know her father very well if she was bargaining like that. "I don't need to know much more about this man, I've already known him all my life as it is." He told her.

~*~*~

"I guess not, so what exactly do you have in mind?" She asked, her eyes still scanning around the crowd but nobody promising seemed to be at this party.

~*~*~

"Actually, that's a great idea... I'll take you with me and send you off when I am in my home." Zachary said with a smirk. If her intentions weren't to rob him she would decline in fear of wasting valuable time, but since she had elongated their little encounter... She was looking for his time.

"I am sure that there are some things that you don't know. Like maybe how reckless of a driver he is..." Alessandra smiled at Arson, and then looked back at Alexander. "So, you're his son then? You do seem to resemble each other quite a bit." her first impression of them was that they had to be family.

(Okay, well, this is like waaay in the future and idk if it'll actually happened or not, butttttt:
1) Alessandra has sex with one of them and ends up getting pregnant with his child, but ends up actually dating the other one.
2) Alessandra has sex with both of them (separate times without the other one knowing) and ends up dating BOTH of them, without the other one knowing.
3) Alessandra has sex with both of them at the same time! Because that's super dirttyyy )
(There lots of sex in all of that, isnt there? XD)
(Or if neither of them are interested then there can just be an all out fight? )

(Numba one sounds so good. It gets my vote lol. Wow, lemony. ;D But Arson is not into incest, so three is no show for him.'xD)

Arson latched a grip of steel on Alessandra's wrist when she spoke of their accident. He didn't need for people knowing about that. Leaning in, he hissed in her ear, "Watch what you say. This deal never had a time limit." The fact that he consumed alcohol had pushed him a little to the violent side.

When he let her go, her wrist had a ring of red marking his previous hold on her and he turned to Alexander. "What Lillian says or thinks doesn't concern me, whether it's me or not she's referring to. I don't think it matters what way I view her either." Arson sighed when Alessandra made the connection. "If you'd even call him my son." He hardly saw him, never mind talked to him.

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Tamazey's facial expression contorted into fear before she blinked it away and resolved herself. Go to his home? He might kill her himself. But she could get his time... "Fine, if you think I'm so easily rid of just because we're at your house, then so be it."

(Oh maybe she knows his.. Sister, neighbour? Whoever it was he helps out?)

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Kysen raised her forefinger to her lips. "Shush, that's for me to know and you to find out. Wouldn't want to spoil the surprise of it, now would we?"

(Ew, youre right, I didnt even think of incest! XD)
(K, we'll see what Nash liiikes. )

Alessandra stared at her aching wrist with wide eyes. For someone who seemed so boring, he sure was temperamental. It didn't scare her, though. She wasn't going to let herself be scared by some rich asshole. "Just get the game going, boys. You're boring me."