Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:00:33 AM)
Don't you appreciate fine architecture, love? *flashing that slightly-mischevious, and always arrogant smile* Mark Twain once said "There is no architecture in New Orleans, except in the cemetaries," we'd be neglectful not to pay heed to his words. Haven't you ever drunk midnight wine in the city of the dead, and danced in the hauls of a mausoleum?
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:00:37 AM)
(halls)
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 12:04:59 AM)
A soft laugh escaped her and she shook her head. "No, I can't say that I have done any of that. The most I've appreciated architecture is in the form of a roof over my head, so I can't say that I've taken the time to appreciate much else in that sense." There was a slight paused. "Wait ... aren't the mausoleums closed and locked up?"
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:06:01 AM)
Oh, generally speaking, they try and keep them locked up, but I've a universal key, if you might remember... *the glint growing in his eyes* And I've wanted to dance with you again, ever since our first midnight waltz.
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 12:10:54 AM)
"Oh, yes. Your gun. How could I forget?" Turning his way, she flashed him a wide grin, recalling the way they got into the stables, but it softened some at his mention of the dance. "It was a nice dance." There was a moment there that he might -almost- detect a hint of innocence within her, but it was gone quickly enough.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:12:48 AM)
It was; you're a lovely dancer, far better than you are a diver... *grinning as he remembers how it ended* But alas, no water here, so you're quite safe from getting wet this time around. *they walk through the grassy meadow; green blades turned to black by the midnight sky. All around them are the gravestones of the past; reminders of lives long spent. But it is not these simple markers that hold his interest, but the row of mausoleums off in the distance*
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 12:37:12 AM)
She laughed quietly again as she walked with him along the grass, her heels unfortunately -not- suited for grass and nature, with the exceptioin of the natural habitat of an office. "No, I never did learn how to dive properly. Maybe you can teach me sometime." Her eyes shifted around to the different gravestones, a shiver passing over her for a moment.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:43:13 AM)
If I've an excuse to soak you once more, then that's a promise. *He has a habit of keeping her in ill-suited clothes and heels. A grin, as if he knows that exact fact, extending his hand to her* I can carry you if you like...it's not too much further.
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 12:54:34 AM)
The grin was returned in kind and she stepped carefully. "Well, I would like to learn, so I'll hope that you eventually have some excuse." Glancing to his hand, she reached out to take hold of it. "Do you really think you can carry me that far? It -is- difficult to walk in these heels, after all. Though ... I'm sure you already knew that it would be." Grinning again, she was happy to play along.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:58:06 AM)
The ground certainly is soft...*admitting nothing as he slides his hand along her legs; lifting her up into his arms. Smiling down at her, he steals a kiss from her lips, purely on whim, before moving down the greenway towards the mausoleums that loom up in darkness. A paean of Byzantine architecture; they form an almost downtown district feel, with the belt of green playing the role of tarred road.*
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 12:58:12 AM)
http://www.asergeev.com/pictures/archives/2006/540/jpeg/25.jpg
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 1:11:16 AM)
"Indeed ... " She smiled as he lifted her up, her arms slipping around his neck. The kiss was, of course, returned--light and almost whimsical. "One would think you do this kind of thing on purpose." Pausing, she turned her gaze on the mausoleums they were heading toward, eyes studying them in the darkness as much as she could. "You know ... I don't think I've ever actually visited any of the cemeteries here. Ever. I think I would remember something like this."
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:14:25 AM)
Do you have trouble remembering your life then? Or have you just been to so many cemetaries in other cities, that they sort of blend together? *he pauses at an older one, with a guardian cherub overlooking the tomb. Stealing one last kiss, he sets her back down on her feet, steadying her slightly before moving for his bag. It's not a gun he pulls out of the bag, but a pair of bolt-cutters. A grunt of exertion and a 'pop' and the steel chain parts, slithering to the ground with a metallic rasp. He places his hand on the doorhandle and looks to her* Are you ready to dance with death, love?
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 1:23:46 AM)
"No, no ... just an offhand comment about not having visited the cemeteries here." There was something that had unsettled her, perhaps simply talking about her past was enough to set her a little on-edge. She did have a habit of avoiding discussions like that for the most part. "I've never been travelling, really." Standing back on her feet again, she smirked as he pulled out the bolt-cutters. He was always prepared in some way. Smiling a little, she stepped forward to him. "Ready as I'll ever be."
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:25:26 AM)
I'd hate to disturb the sleeping dead, so we'll tone back the light... *there is a crack, and then two small incandescent rods of light appear in his hand. He hhands her one of the glowsticks, then takes the other as they move down the steps into the ancestral tomb of some forgotten family. *
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 1:34:05 AM)
"Tone back ...?" But before she could actually finish asking the question, he was cracking the glowsticks and handing her one. Taking the one from him, she kept a hold of one of his hands as they moved into the musty tomb, her nose wrinkling a little. Damp and, not entirely pleasant, but ... interesting, regardless.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:38:16 AM)
*were it not nighttime; sunligh would stream onto a forgotten tomb lying in the center of the floor; where weeds and daisies grow within cracks in the marble. The aged sandstone bricks along the walls are starting to crumble; and the glowing green light casts shadows across the room. Anthony cracks a handful of glowsticks and tosses them around the central tomb, before setting up his portable speakers. Glancing at her with a grin, he gives her a small wink* Don't suppose I could talk you out of your dress before we dance?
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:38:27 AM)
http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101016152617/castlevania/images/5/59/Mausoleum_Interior.png
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 1:45:29 AM)
She gave him a rather skeptical look. "I'm not sure you're going to talk me out of my suit at all in a place like this, though it is strangely and eerily beautiful in here." Pausing, she gave another look around, taking in the ambiance--even with the glowsticks. "Why would you want me out of my clothes in a place like this, though?"
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:48:06 AM)
For all my life, I have desired nothing more deeply or strongly than to dance with you naked here in this place. A testament of time that mocks all that we do in this lifetime. Will you not dance with the devil in the face of death?
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 1:55:32 AM)
"All your life, huh? That must be a very deep desire, then, if it is stronger than any other you have ever had in your life up until this point... " Grinning faintly, she stepped toward him, perhaps a bit surprising that there didn't appear to be any apprehension. "But I will still dance with you and, if you want me out of my suit, I suppose I will let you do the honors of that. Unless, of course, you'd rather simply watch me strip first."
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 1:57:21 AM)
Oh no... I would much prefer to be the one removing your layers, one by one. *his fingers falling to the buttons of her jacket; slowly popping each one through its hole, freeing her from the jacket's grasp and sliding it off her shoulders.* I hope you don't mind....
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 2:02:03 AM)
"Oh, no ... I don't mind at all... " Taking a hold of the jacket with one hand as it fell from her shoulders, she set it down in what she hoped was a relatively clean place within the tomb. "But what about you? Or do you intend to remain clothed while we dance?"
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 2:06:06 AM)
How naked do you want me? *grinning at her as he pulls the blouse out from the constraints of being tucked in. His fingers move along the buttons, unhooking each one in turn as his eyes lock onto her face, Once she is unwrapped, he slips his hands beneath the shirts fabric, fingers running over her shoulders as he slides the shirt off her body*
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 2:13:06 AM)
"As naked as you want me, which I can only guess is completely." Those dark and troubled eyes of hers remained on him, and he could see this close that she had expertly applied some make-up underneath her eyes to cover the tired circles from a night of little sleep. Those eyes closed for a moment, however, when his hands moved beneath the shirt and this time she simply let the material fall to the floor behind her.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 2:19:52 AM)
Well then, I'll have to leave it to you, to find an equitable solution. *Though her torso is bared, but for the bra, his eyes remain locked on hers; not even looking away when she closes her eyes with fatigue. His hands are a different story however; fingers sliding over smooth skin as he caresses her; dropping his hands down to the clasps of her business skirt. A small snap as he unhooks it and slides the zipper down, and then it too is pushed over her hips to fall to the floor around her feet*
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 2:34:51 AM)
Once he had disposed of the shirt and skirt that were all pools of material at her feet, All that remained were the bra, the matching panties (of course), and the heels that she was still standing in. Looking to him, she smiled faintly and reached out to begin relieving him of his clothing in much the same way. First, the jacket, her hands sliding beneath the material and catching it on the backs of her hands as she slowly slid it down his arms. Then, his shirt, which she painstakingly unbuttoned, leaning down to place a kiss to his skin behind each new revelation of flesh. Once it was completely undone, she did much the same as she had with the jacket, except this time, her fingertips trailed along his skin. And then there were his pants. First, the belt, which she tugged on lightly, though enough to at least displace him just a little. She didn't pull it out of the belt loops, though--she simply let it hang open while her fingers worked on first the button, and then the zipper of his pants. Slowly, though
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 2:34:58 AM)
Slowly, though she did make sure the pants didn't immediately fall--that was -her- job to remove them, not gravity's. Taking a hold of them, her hands moved down his legs as she worked them down to the floor, her back never bending once. Instead, she simply crouched down in a rather lady-like position--almost on her knees as the pants finished their descent to the floor.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 2:40:47 AM)
There's something about looking down on you looking up at me that sends a shiver down my spine.... *yet despite the words, he catches her hand, helping her rise back to her feet as music starts to strain from the miniature speakers on the tomb. The Blue Danube, he wasn't joking when he said a waltz*
Takahashi Midori (May 31, 2011 2:45:41 AM)
"Is that so? Maybe you can see it again sometime..." Taking his hand, she slid up to him, standing now. Another soft chuckle escaped her as she heard the music coming out of the speakers. Placing one hand on his shoulder, the other went to his hand and she smiled to him, waiting for him to lead the dance.
Anthony S Barajas (May 31, 2011 2:47:57 AM)
*And then they dance; spinning and whirling, flesh on flesh in time with the syncopated strings of violins. Glowing green as they dance and whirl in the place of death. *
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