Aly Tail
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Post by Aly Tail on Apr 26, 2008 20:08:17 GMT -5
Although she greatly feared the dark, the fear seemed to uplift itself. It no longer hung in her conscience. It was as though somebody had taken this fear out and thrown it away. Or...maybe it was the boy beside her that was giving her goosebumps and making her lightheaded. He'd acted as though he actually cared about her. He wanted to walk her home in this dark night. Or was he actually joined up with the other two drunks that had been there. Maybe they were a trio, and he was supposed to gain her trust and find out where she lived. That could be.But he seemed so sincere. So innocent. He must be about the same age as her too.
The walk back to her place was nothing greater than awkward. They talked very little, though she did find herself, occasionally touching his arm when there was any kind of sudden noise. Though he remained entirely calm. He would have to be used to these sorts of noises. Maybe he walked a lot at night. He didn't seem like the type of person who would be playing sports throughout the day or something. For some reason she thought him more to be a night person. There was, of course, nothing wrong with that. The night was beautiful, especially on calm ones such as these. The navy blue sky clear enough to see all the stars there were to see.
Standing on her porch now, she gazed up at the sky one last time, then looked over to the male. She frowned inwardly, Funny...I don't even know his name
She stared at his face, for his eyes were covered with hair. She smiled lightly, brushing it out of his face again, "What is your name?" she asked, "Mine is Aly."
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Post by Tyr X on May 6, 2008 19:35:30 GMT -5
The stars were beautiful tonight. They glistened brighter with each sentence Tyr had listened to that escaped her mouth. He desired to know more and hold her. Her body seemed slightly uneasy at the small sounds he heard echoing throughout the night. Her arm would brush up against his and a shiver would run through his body.
The sounds were beautiful on this night! The rustling of the wind through the grass. He disliked it slightly because it forced his hair away from his face. It showed his thin supple cheeks and the bone that the skin was rounded over. His nose was pointed and turned slightly upward.
And his eyes would stare straight into the darkness ahead of them. He followed Aly's movements like the blind, his ears listening for each step she took. He followed her carefully until alas, they had turned down the street. He made a mental note of it for...Future reference- and followed her.
An awkward rush swam across him and he watched her climb the steps on the porch. Gods, it felt like a date.
He looked around, the wind shielded by the house so his hair had covered his eyes again. The Bench was fit for two and a beautiful spider plan hung close to him. He looked at it in awe.
He felt her eyes burning into his so he turned, instantly their eyes locked. She smiled lightly and brushed his hair from his face. His eyes exposed to her. Cheeks reddened with her touch.
Her small hands felt soft to his cheek and they were cold. "What is your name?" she asked, "Mine is Aly."
He watched her and felt his eyes soften, not caring that she could tell by watching him. And he dared not stop himself- he grabbed her hand with his own warm ones and held them gently in his. "I'm Tyr." [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on May 10, 2008 15:50:44 GMT -5
His eyes softened as he grabbed her hand with his own warm ones and held them gently in his. Her hands were so cold that, the sudden warmth sent goosebumps up her arms and torso.
"I'm Tyr."
She smiled. Tyr? That's an odd name. I wonder how that's spelled? Tah. It suited him though.
Her faced reddened as she looked down at her hand being held in his. It was awkward. She didn't know this boy at all, yet, it felt like they'd known each other since childhood.
She slowly slid her hand out from his and wrapped her arms around him, "Thank-you, Tyr," she said, resting her head on his chest for a moment, "For everything."
Aly removed herself from his warm body and turned towards the door. She opened it and stepped inside, smiling lightly to her new found friend before closing it.
Exhaling deeply she locked the door, taking a few steps into the living room her shoulders sank. Silent tears of happiness, fear and aftershock streamed down her cool cheeks. She was about to drop to the ground and let out all of her emotion, but something made her stop. Wiping the tears from her face she turned and opened the door.
Smiling she stepped out, "Tyr, did you want some cake before you go?" she tilted her head to the side slightly. She wasn't sure why she felt inclined to do this, but it was the least she could do. Singing was hardly a good payback for an, almost, tragic end.
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Post by Tyr X on May 22, 2008 13:10:30 GMT -5
Her faced reddened as she looked down at her hand being held in his. He noticed this and bowed his head, cheeks burning from the mere delight of it. Oh Aly! How he loved thee!
She slowly slid her hand out from his and wrapped her arms around him, "Thank-you, Tyr," she said, resting her head on his chest for a moment, "For everything."
He froze and felt his body tense. Her body next to his, it was- -Soothing.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face into her hair, smelling the sweet aroma that haloed around it. Hands overlapped on the small of her back as he held her close- Eyes closed tightly. Aly- I, I like you.
Aly removed herself from him, he felt her slip away and a sudden sense of emptiness swam through him. He shivered at the thought and watched her with longing. Wanting more of her cuddles.
She opened the wooden door and stepped inside, turning her head over her shoulder to smile lightly at him before shutting him away from her. F-Forever?
He stood there for a moment before he turned his body. He took only a few moments to examine the Spider Plant that hung so beautifully on their porch.
He too, turned his head over his shoulder and starred with a lost expression at the door. He wished for her to return but alas, all hope vanquished.
Starting down the stairs, a creak echoed through the dead air.
"Tyr, did you want some cake before you go?"
He smiled widely exposing his child-like dimples and shining white teeth. Turning around in such a matter, his eyes shone brightly (Though looking quite dead through a lock of hair). "I love cake! So please you, might I enter?" [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on May 24, 2008 17:20:12 GMT -5
He smiled widely exposing his child-like dimples and shining white teeth. Turning around in such a matter, his eyes shone brightly even through the dark locks of hair that fell over them.
"I love cake! So please you, might I enter?"
Aly nodded, widening the door to allow him to enter. She flicked on a light and led him towards the kitchen. Her aunt Sally wasn't home at the moment, she worked afternoons and didn't get in until one in the morning. If she had been there though there was no way Aly would have invited Tyr in. It would've been so embarrassing. She would most likely stalk her and Tyr around the house and then fly a whack load of questions at her when he left.
She opened up the fridge and pulled out the vanilla cake, topped with vanilla icing and little sprinkles, and set it on the island counter. "We have icecream and berries if you'd like, as well." she said, heading towards the cupboard to get some plates.
Grabbing some eating utensils she set them beside the plates and cut away at the cake, serving Tyr a piece of cake, then herself.
Turning she headed to the freezer compartment of the refridgerator and pulled out the SKOR icecream, "I love icecream." she thought outloud, setting it on the counter and digigng out a spoon. She hadn't recieved an answer from the boy yet, and so she went about serving herself icecream.
Emerald eyes then floated up to the boy's hidden eyes and she gave him a half smile, "You do like icecream, right?" He looked so cute, standing there in the dim light, and she wished she could see him smile again. The smile he had just given her when she offered him icecream. It was like his past self was being let out.
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Post by Tyr X on Jun 7, 2008 17:22:47 GMT -5
Aly nodded, widening the door to allow him to enter.
He was cautious and felt like the misbehaved animal finally allowed to return from the underworld. She flicked on a light and led him towards the kitchen. He looked around the rooms examining the odd shapes and the shadows in the other rooms. It seemed cozy. He made a note that there didn't seem to be many people here. Glimpsing at the shoes, he knew there wasn't a Mother, Children nor a Father. Could she be living alone? How horrid! How crude! How Gruesome! How-
His mind was now focused on the vanilla cake in all its glory. The heavenly white layer of topping and colourful sprinkles.
He did not hear her speak, all things disappeared around him. All that mattered now was the cake and he. His eyes shone brightly and sparkled with each step he took closer to the miracle before him.
He watched the knife curve and ease through the thin cake. The way the cake bent before the pressure of the object, the way it sprung back upward made his heart melt. His knees weakened at the site- at the thought of such an act.
He felt her leave but he hadn't dared taken his eyes off of the white beauty.
He heard some inarticulate words before him and noticed they grew louder with each passing second. "You do like ice cream, right?" His eyes flashed upward to her, mouth ajar. Was he hypnotized?
He felt so silly! Forgetting about the girl and focusing all his attention on a cake, how rude of him!
He laughed, it was a slight giggle and as he did so, his nose wrinkled and a wide smile crossed his face. "Yes!" He exclaimed these words toward her and laughed again. "How abhorrent of me! Do you require any assistance?" [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on Jun 21, 2008 18:05:37 GMT -5
She watched him carefully, waiting a response. He looked a bit spaced out. His eyes just staring down at the cake. Or was there something on it. Oh no, there wasn’t a hair or anything was there? Her eyes drifted down to the cake he was staring at. There didn’t seem to be anything. Frowning in thought she looked back up only to see his eyes flash upward to her, mouth ajar.
He laughed, it was a slight giggle and as he did so, his nose wrinkled and a wide smile crossed his face. "Yes!" He exclaimed these words toward her and laughed again.
Aly smiled, he was adorable. She began scooping some icecream into his dish and pushed it lightly towards him.
"How abhorrent of me! Do you require any assistance?" She shook her head, “No, I’ve got it.” she told him, scooping some icecream into her own dish then putting it away in the freezer. “If you’d like any more just help yourself. My auntie shouldn’t mind. She doesn’t much like sweets anyway.” she stated, taking a bit of her cake.
Swallowing she looked up at the boy who had yet to eat his cake, “So where abouts do you reside, Tyr?” she asked, trying to make a casual conversation. The silence in the house was killing her. Normally she’d have the radio on or be singing to herself, just to keep from going crazy in the quiet.
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Post by Tyr X on Jul 18, 2008 17:39:05 GMT -5
Aly's smile had sent shivers down his spine. His heart jumped and beat vigorously between locked bars. He felt his face flush and noticed his thoughts wandering. What was she thinking?
“If you’d like any more just help yourself. My auntie shouldn’t mind. She doesn’t much like sweets anyway.” she told him, he watched her mouth swallow the end of the fork and suddenly felt the temperature rise. Perhaps he was excited about having cake- a beautiful sculpture he didn't want to destroy. But he knew how yummy it would be if he started.
"Lucky, all the Glucose is mostly yours."
He flicked his eyes up at hers, the left red one peeking through his locks of hair.
Quickly, he flashed his eyes down to his fork before he was noticed and picked up his fork. He held it gently and adequately, with the end laying flat between his right thumb and index finger.
“So where abouts do you reside, Tyr?”
Her voice startled him and he jumped a little, a slight squeal surpassed his lips. His hair was mussed and parted to show his whole face. His large eyes sparkled in the kitchen light and a swarm of long black eyelashes. A cute upright nose and pink lips. The only thing that seemed out of place would be the red eyes he held. -And perhaps his rosy cheeks.
"Suicide Lane," he said and bowed his head to the cake, his hair fell back over his eyes and he pierced the fluffy cake.
Bringing a large piece back, he placed it in his mouth and rested it there. His mouth covering the end of the fork.
A moan rumbled from inside and he leaned back in his chair.
Gods it was good.
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Post by Aly Tail on Jul 18, 2008 18:03:21 GMT -5
Aly had noticed that Tyr hadn't taken a bite from his cake yet. Did it smell funny? Was it moldy. Oh no, there wasn't a hair in it or anything, was there? She thought these things through as she eyes his cake, looking for any visable defects. There didn't seem to be any.
"Lucky, all the Glucose is mostly yours." he noted, looking up at her. Just one of his red eyes were visable through his locks of hair. She smiled, "I s'pose. But we don't usually have many sweets in the house, 'less I'm in a baking mood." she explained.
She took another bit of cake. It was nearly gone now. She always at cake so fast. She just scarfed it down. It was like breathing! Inhale cake, exhale air. Inhale cake, exhale air.
Her question from a moment ago seemed to have startled him and he jumped a little, a slight squeal surpassed his lips. This small squeal seemed to echo throughout the house. Or maybe it was her head repeating the frightened boys yelp over and over again. It made her laugh though. A small little giggle. She held up her hand to cover her mouth as she laughed, not wanting to be rude in laughing at him, "Sorry abou' tha'." she said, wiping a tear from her eye.
His dark hair was mussed and parted to show his whole face. Which was a surprising matter, for ever since she's met him she'd never actually gotten to see his face. Of course, a few hours into knowing someone isn't very long...especially when it's dark and rather difficult to see someones face.
His large red eyes sparkled in the kitchen light and a swarm of long black eyelashes looked up at her. He had a cute upright nose and those pink lips, they just sat there, the bottom lip lowered as if in a forever pout. All together he was adorable. She'd never seen anyone with such a perfect face. Of course, his face wasn't perfect, for nobody was perfect. But in her eyes he was.
"Suicide Lane," Tyr said and bowed his head to the cake, his hair fell back over his eyes. His face. And he was gone. Never was she to be privilaged to see his dear face again. Her heart sank and her eyes were lowered to her dish.
"Hmm, doesn't exactly have the most appealing name. Isn't it a street out in the country?" she looked back up at him quizzically, "You're quite a long ways from home dear boy." she said with a ring in her tone of voice that was clearly her joking. Though it was late and when it gets late she found everything and anything funny. And she always said things that were a bit odd. Though she usually said odd stuff anyways. But never to people. No! Goodness no. Just when she was by herself and had nothing better to do than talk to herself.
She took the last bit of her cake and brought it over to the sink. Turning on the tap to hot water she began filling the sink with water. She might as well get the dishes done now. Oh, but was it rude to do dishes when she had somebody at her house. He wouldn't be offended, would he? She could still talk to him. He'd be going home soon anyway, wouldn't he? It was fairly late. Surely he hadn't intended to stay out this late.
She set her dish and fork in the hot, bubbly water and began washing it with a cloth. All of the access icing rubbing off emediatly and floating to the top of the waters surface.
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Post by Tyr X on Jul 18, 2008 22:55:17 GMT -5
"I s'pose. But we don't usually have many sweets in the house, 'less I'm in a baking mood." she explained and he watched her intently. His eyes widened, "Let's make cookies!" Setting his fork down, a ringing of metal echoed in his ears. He cringed, a relapse of his nightmares flashed before his eyes.
A squealing of brakes and the roaring of fire teased his memories and happiness into submission.
He grew very quiet and picked up his fork in silence.
Aly's laugh made him look up, she held up her hand to cover her mouth as she laughed. "Sorry abou' tha'." she apologized. At least she had well placed manners.
"Hmm, doesn't exactly have the most appealing name. Isn't it a street out in the country?" He looked up at her in wonder and awe. "You're quite a long ways from home dear boy." she joked, her voice held hues of hyper-activity which he noted and glanced outside. Night already?
It was getting dark, he knew he should head home it was a long walk. Or perhaps he could call a taxi? Walking was Time consuming.
He was brought back to reality when he watched Aly stand. She took the last bit of her cake and brought it over to the sink. Turning on the tap to hot water she began filling the sink with water.
He looked down at his plate, a full piece was still there. Heaving a sigh, he took his fork and penetrated the center.
A total of three bites and sweet half melted ice cream to quench his thirst. He pushed his chair back and listened to the slow creak of metal against wood. The dull droning sound, it was a harsh war between a conductor and a resistor.
He walked over to her, plate and fork in hand. She set her dish and fork in the hot, bubbly water and began washing it with a cloth. All of the access icing rubbing off immediately and floating to the top of the waters surface.
He placed his in the sink with hers and felt his arm brush against her wet one. Shivers shot up his spine and he turned his head to the left toward her slightly.
Biting his bottom lip, he smiled slightly and spoke with a childish happiness. "Close your eyes." [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on Jul 19, 2008 12:31:41 GMT -5
Standing at the sink she nodded, her response to his outburst a little late, "Ya, making cookies would be nice." she muttered, watching as the icing swam around the great puddle in the sink.
She felt his presence next to her as she washed her dish. From the corner of her eye she saw that he was finished eating. Done so soon? Maybe he had scarfed it down like she had. He probably didn't like eating in front of people. But what guy didn't like eating? Maybe that was just girls. Yes, definitely just girls.
She continued to scrub away at the fork and her eyes were soon in a tired daze. This tired daze could have, would have lasted a long while if she weren't awoken by the touch of his arm brushing against her wet one. Her head shook inside and she felt all the blood rush up to her face. The hair on her arms sprung up and goosebumps followed.
She looked up at him to see he was biting his lower lip. Soon a small smile formed on his lips and he spoke with a tone she remembered from her childhood. One that a five year old would use when they were happy about something, like going to the park, or eating ice cream. Or finally learning how to ride their bike; With TWO wheels!
"Close your eyes." he told her. She gave him a quizzical look at first and was about to inquire why when her eyes locked onto his. They were stuck there for a short while before she helplessly nodded her head and let her eyelids fall down.
She smiled, opening one eye to look up at him, "Did you want any more Cake? Me aunti won't be eatin' any and I don't think I can eat much moe of it." she let out a small laugh, "Sally's always sayin to me, 'butter monner doyt'. " she paused and said, "And I say to you, 'Sleece tiger do'. That's Strine." she explained, hoping he understood the strong aussie accent.
Both of her green eyes were looking up at him, glossy in the light. "Sorreh," she muttered with a half smile, squeezing her eyes shut, making her nose wrinkle, "My eyes ah closed."
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Post by Tyr X on Aug 4, 2008 22:29:20 GMT -5
He watched her hands working furiously underneath the suds. Small floating pieces of food caused him to reflect on the world. One person could touch your life- and erase all the scars. Causing you to become brand new and fresh.
...Ready to be harmed once more by our lives dirt.
He watched her give him a quizzical look when her eyes locked onto his. They were stuck there for a short while before she nodded her head and let her eyelids fall down.
Tyr felt weak. His legs shook and he felt his fingers tingle with anticipation. Although he knew what he meant to do, he couldn't help but want to touch her- hold her... To kiss those soft and precious lips he so desperately wanted. Nay, desired.
He looked at her face with softened eyes. Time seemed to slip and he stood there for what seemed an eternity. Her nose fit her face beautifully, those long eyelashes and stunning freckles. She smiled and he escaped his trance. She opened one eye to look up at him and he blushed at this expression. It was the same look cats gave you when you tried to sneak up on their nap. Innocent kittens aroused from their slumber between your arm and your body. "Did you want any more Cake? Me Aunty won't be eatin' any and I don't think I can eat much moe of it." she let out a small laugh, "Sally's always sayin to me, 'butter monner doyt'. " she paused and said, "And I say to you, 'Sleece tiger do'. That's Strine." she explained, hoping he understood the strong aussie accent.
He felt his right eye narrow slightly. A drift of confusion surfaced briefly. "Shh," he whispered, and brought his index finger to his pink puckered lips.
Both of her green eyes flashed up at him, glossy in the light. He smiled slightly and watched with relaxed eyes- her twinkled in the light. And he knew she was an angel. "Sorreh," she muttered with a half smile, squeezing her eyes shut, making her nose wrinkle, "My eyes ah closed."
His heart lurched forward, he felt his emotions twist and knot inside his check. A swollen soul and raised attraction suffocated all moral thoughts. Gods he wanted to kiss her.
But, he knew he had to hurry and complete his now horrid task before she opened her eyes. His eyes glanced over to the sink of fainting bubbles- A single finger dipped lightly into the substance and he places the sparking bubbles upon her nose. That's all he wanted to do. Such a let down.
Not only to his family and himself, but to the only girl he ever liked. [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on Aug 6, 2008 17:42:21 GMT -5
The silence that arose in the air after her speaking strine warned her never to do it again! It was clearly not understandable...without reference to some form of dictionary. "Shh," he had whispered, bringing his index finger to his pink puckered lips. The image of him doing that shot clear through her head as she stood there, eyes closed. What was he planning on doing?
Aly laughed inwardly. If she were in a movie he would probably kiss her. That's the way it would go. It wouldn't matter if they just met. He would dip his head closer to hers and form their lips together. Then he would back away shyly and she would kiss him more. Most romance movies were about love at first sight. But there was no way he'd do that. It'd be so weird! She'd never even kissed a guy before...well..besides her dad, but that didn't count. He was probably going to shove a piece of cake in her face, because he thought it tasted awful! Well, if he did that...she got more dessert! And she would of course have to do it back. It would only be fair.
She felt small pressure on her nose, followed by a wet substance. Her eyes slowly opened, even though he hadn't given her the okay to do so. She went cross-eyed trying to look at the thing on her nose. "Hmm, a growth." she muttered, amused, seeing the bubbles.
She cupped her hands and dunked them in the water, bringing up a large handful of bubbles. She looked up playfully at Tyr, "Would ya like some too?" she smiled and set the bubbles on the top of his head. "Now I'm an evil witch with an odd mole on my nose...and you are a unicorn."
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Post by Tyr X on Aug 23, 2008 18:18:28 GMT -5
He stood, awkward in the dim lighting of the kitchen. His thoughts racing with what she might have thought or worse- Expected.
Could she had wanted him to kiss her as badly as he wanted to?
His heart was pounding, knocking hard against locked ribs. He could feel his body tremble with each silent beat. A cold sweat crossed over him, hidden within the locks of hair. What was she thinking?
Her eyes slowly opened and he changed his face to hide the worry. She went cross-eyed trying to look at what he had done. "Hmm, a growth." she muttered and Tyr couldn't help but smile.
He watched her actions intently to see what she would do in return.
She cupped her hands and dunked them in the water, bringing up a large handful of bubbles. She looked up playfully at Tyr, "Would ya like some too?" she smiled.
He opened his mouth to speak, but fear gagged his words. Stepping back to avoid her actions he noticed how he was trapped. Stuck between the pool of water and his Grim Reaper. His... Amazing Grim Reaper.
Bowing his head, he took the punishment and felt her plop the soapy-horror on his head. "Now I'm an evil witch with an odd mole on my nose...and you are a unicorn."
He smiled at this statement. It reminded him of the gruesome stories his Mother used to tell him before he went to bed and slept peacefully until the sun dared to rise for another mourning.
"A witch?" he asked, wrinkling his nose and watching her intently. "You must be the most beautiful witch I've ever dared to speak to." [/sub]
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Post by Aly Tail on Oct 2, 2008 13:17:57 GMT -5
"A witch?" he asked, wrinkling his nose and watching her intently. "You must be the most beautiful witch I've ever dared to speak to."
Her stomach flipped and knotted, then turned over again. Blood torpedoed to her face, flooding it with a soft reddish colour. Her lips slowly parted and she found it difficult to speak. She might've been able to speak, if she wanted to. But...what does one say to that? He thought...she...was..beautiful? No no no..she was a beautiful witch.
Usually a compliment is followed by a thanking...
"Thanks." her voice cracked as she spoke.
She averted her eyes from him, though a small smile grew on her face. She gazed down at the sink. The remains of the flattened bubbles swirling around, searching an escape. Aly put her hand in the sink and pulled the plug out.
A loud sucking noise erupted from the drain, releasing her of the still silence. Her eyes goggled up at him. His black hair was all disheveled and rather wet, from her dropping the bubbles and water on his head. She smiled brightly and ruffled his hair with both her hands.
"Sorry abou' tha'," she said, "Ah s'pose ah got a bit carried away..."
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