Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 9:58:25 PM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 9:58:32 PM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:06:15 PM)
Her eyes closed, and she tried to shut out the questions that whirled in it about the Prince, about the Council about all the stress that seemed to weigh her down.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 10:06:33 PM)
*He tore through the countryside, breaking the silence and the darkness with only the headlight on the motorcycle, and the engine of said bike. He grinned as they rode along. He continued and he saw the drive he was looking for as he was coming upon it. He hit the breaks keeping with that daredevil spirit of the night. This time as they were stopping the back tire lifted as the front one slid in the dust of the road, kicking up a small cloud of it, or larger cloud depending on ones judgement of size supposing. The back end landed and swung around with its remaining momentum, but Deacon held the bike up easily with one booted foot planting on the ground as they finished coming to a stop*

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:26:33 PM)
She looked around, pushing the whipped hair out of her pale face, molten gold honey eyes stared about. Arms receded from about his chest as she held onto the back of the bike to maintain balance. Legs still tight on his, thighs squeezing. "Where are we?" She asked softly....the silence almost too much, from the steady revving of the bike moments before. She wet her lips with a dart of her tongue. Maybe she shouldn't have rode into the middle of nowhere with a fucking Gangrel.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 10:28:10 PM)
My place, didnt think we should go out beyond it. *He chuckled lightly turning looking over his shoulder, looking her over slowly, motioning towards the farmhouse set back from the road a good bit.*

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:32:09 PM)
She looked....eyes following his motion... mouth tugging in a slow grin. "Ah... nice... my parents used to live in somethin like this..." She drawled softly... eyes flickering with memories of a time long well past. She smirked then, the grin faded and she gazed at him with a lift of a brow. "Show me around Cowboy... I'll look at your digs, but I have to get back to the City soon, as the council has someone trailing me...so if we went off their radar, I'm sure they'll concoct all sorta stories about how I'm hiding people of import out here at yer Haven..." She laughed at that...knowing it was true as the words spilt her pretty mouth.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 10:36:00 PM)
*He laughed lightly at that and slipped down off the motorcycle, and gave her a pat on the thigh as he got down. He grinned playfully and offered her his arm before moving towards his place, starting with a tour of the grounds. Which were still being worked on, the yard nicely trimmed. The barn behind the house still being worked on and repaired.* We are rebuilding and remodelling abit. Getting the barn in decent condition maybe put some animals or something in it.

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:38:06 PM)
"When you say /we/....?" She asked cautiously looking up towards the house and the barn.. who else was here? She gazed at everything he showed to her, having taken his gentlemanly offer, she pulled at one of her pigtails over her shoulder..."You got someone here helping you?" She asked.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 10:44:16 PM)
I have my servants from when I was first changed. *He smiled at her as they walked along around the house slowly* They are out getting some things right now I believe.

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:51:31 PM)
She nodded....and followed him walking in step with his strides. "Nice spread you got Cowboy..." She nodded approvingly and sighed. "Must be nice, not having to deal with the shit I have to.." She grinned then..."You never heard that come from my pretty lil mouth..." She drawled with a chuckle.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 10:54:13 PM)
I can imagine the politics in a city like this are hard being primogen. *He smiled and paused in the expansive back yard, looking up at the night sky. Then back to her, turning and meeting her golden gaze* An I never heard what come from those pretty lips of yours. *giving abit of a wolfish grin*

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 10:57:32 PM)
"Its a fucking disaster... the Council is made up of catty fucking bitches...who are too stupid to realise, that I see through each and every one of em.." Shaking her head she frowned. "Worried about insignificant bullshit, and the important matters get overlooked by their petty fucking female gossip mongering.." She gave the Gangrel an earful of ventitude... Eyes snapping... Rylie wasn't actually made up of Primogen Material... she had a keen wit, a clever aptitude for it, but she was selfishly motivated and it was evident by her easy way of tellin it just how it was... almost to a dangerous fault.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 11:03:13 PM)
Its a good thing I am not of the Camarilla or one with political ambitions. *He chuckled lightly and reached up with his free hand and patted the sharp witted and tongued rose on the cheek lightly. He cupped her cheek and shook his head with a grin and gleam in his eyes as he looked at her* Im glad you feel comfortable enough around me that you dont mind venting your anger about them. Trust me through my years walking this country, I have met so many like those you refer to. Just gotta let it roll past you, and ignore it, though even now for me its not always so easy.

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 11:07:23 PM)
She gave a derisive snort and smiled at him, her voice smooth and dulcent with its melodic husky nawlins appeal. "Thank you for allowing me to /vent/ as you call it... and feel free to use it against me... it'd be more likely that you should one day, if it behooves you." She said with a stark realism how nothing was sacred to Kindred. Kill or be killed... Rylie chuckled. "So when you gonna take me back?" She winked slyly... her chuckle was amused as she leaned her cheek into his hand, her pale smooth skin a testament to her nature... she was no mortal belle... she was just as deadly as he... in more subtle ways.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 11:10:44 PM)
I don't play the game of politics that well Rylie, I like you by the way, so everything said here is forgotten as soon as you are gone, unless it is of true importance. Besides I dont need to get on the good side of the little whine asses of our ilk. *He chuckled and patted her cheek lightly before turning and leading her back towards the motorcycle* I can take you there now

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 11:13:06 PM)
She fairly skipped along next to him. a move that made her seem younger than she was... she grinned along side him and pushed his shoulder as they moved. "I like riding with you...its very mind clearing..." She said with almost a confidential tone. "And I like you too Cowboy... you got an easy swagger to you..." She chuckled at that... to bad he hadn't been mortal... she bet he would have tasted phenomenal.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 11:15:18 PM)
It was nice, its been awhile since I've had anyone ride with me on a motorcycle *He chuckled and when they got to the motorcycle he put a leg over it slowly. And settled onto it, turning the powerful engine back on and it rumbled to life once more*

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 11:16:28 PM)
She clambored on behind him with a deft movement, arms closing around him as well as thighs. "Anytime Cowboy.....anytime.." She grinned and waited for the bike to move like the wind so she could lose herself in it once more.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 11:17:55 PM)
*He chuckled as she settled around him and she could feel his thighs flex in his tight jeans as he opened the throttle wide and turned them around taking them back to the city.*

Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 11:24:14 PM)
Rylie's mind whirled as they went back towards the city.....so much to be done, and no leads to start from.. she frowned against his jacket.

Deacon McCarthy (May 27, 2011 11:25:46 PM)
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Amaryllis DeCuir (May 27, 2011 11:25:57 PM)
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