Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Saeculum Galaxy => Fioa => Topic started by: Capxeno on March 11, 2012, 05:15:18 PM
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Along a beach somewhere on Fioa, a young appearing women materialized just out of sight. From the sea form that gather from that waves hitting a cove of rock. The women was accented in a blue dress, with hues that complimented her curves. As she walked with a seductive yet subtle sway down the beach, and into the sight of the locals here on the beach.
She had chosen one that seem to have many younger Fioans, ones that just might be one the prowl for a signal evening lover. The girl smiled, as her beauty reflected into the water of the ocean, a wave quickly shattering the reflection, only for it to return a moment later. As if a heartbeat of the very exotic beauty this women held in her countenance.
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She had perked the ears of a few of the Fioans on the beach, some male some female. They all merely watched her, for the most part figuring that they would likely strike out.
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The women waltzed over to a beach side bar, open air. Still in sight of the men and women who confidence currently failed them. She did not order anything, she simply leaned as the cut of her dress revealed enough as she walked, for the sake of boiling point. With her back arc comfortably, she sighed relived, with a slight tinge of sadness, however there was a strange guardedness to her. Yet, there was a smile on her lips, as the deep blue color of lips both drew the eyes to the fullness of them, as her light smile seem at once inviting and welcoming.
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Shockingly, one Fioan young woman had taken up enough courage to approach the woman at the bar. She sort of twiddled her thumbs for a while before finally perking up with a completely non-confident "Could I buy you a drink?"
She wasn't the most attractive of the bunch, a white fox fioan. Her hair was long and straight, reaching down to her back with two furry ears poking out of the top. Her face was quite stereotypically pretty, really the only feature letting her down was that she was nowhere near as curvy as this woman though appearing to be of a similar age. Still, she wore a white bikini which perfectly complimented her pale skin.
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The women's smile did not falter, if she was offended by being approached by another women she did not let on. She Simply brush a light hand a crossed the pale women's cheek and said in a soft melancholy seductresses voice, "If that is what you desire to do, go right ahead."
Her hips swayed slightly with the motion required to brushed the other women cheek, as the light music at the bar changed to a more, lusty tune.
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"T-Two tequila sunrises please" The Fioan woman placed down a few Fioan gold on the counter and looked to the woman again. She was blushing a little as her hand brushed her own cheek "My name's Alana"
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In response to her giving her name, the women wrapped a loving arm around her wait, with an odd gentleness. Locking her eyes with the pale women, she reveal just how much like the ocean itself this exotic women eyes looked like. She then turned, and sipped from one of the drinks the bar tender just placed down in return, the liquid rushed past her deep blue lips in a suggestive manner. After a long gulp, she return her eyes to the women.
"My name is Levy."
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Alana licked her lips as she observed this beauty, she still seemed nervous but she placed her hand on Levy's shoulder in return to her advance "Your name is fitting, as b-beautiful as you." She was still blushing and took a sip from her own drink.
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Levy simply finished her drink with a certain bit of eloquence that comes only from experience. The arm around Alana waist was as if at home, as Levy lean over, her lips caressing her ear as Levy whispered, "You are a beauty unto yourself, you could of had anyone here, and yet... you chose me. Relax, and take me away."
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Alana nodded, finishing her drink and leading Levy to her private beachside cottage. It was clearly a rental one, rented to the tourists who wanted to vacation near the beach. It was immaculate and merely had her suitcase in the corner of the main living room "Uhm... This is my cottage" She muttered the obvious, clearly becoming much more shy as they approached the cottage itself
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Levy's hips swayed as she held Alana close on the way to the cottage. As the got close, the women seemed to move with a certain grace, as if she knew where they were going. In a single motion she lead Alana to the couch, and sighed, "Now, lets do something about that bikini... my imagination just won't do anymore."
Levy would share the night with this woman. Then she would be gone, as if a sudden storm from the ocean itself.
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Alana awoke the next morning satisfied and happy, though a little upset that Levy had disappeared though she had managed to give the Fioan a greater sense of self confidence.