tampered | Ready Or Not, Gonna Make It To The City...

When; May 19^th, from sunset to evening and beyond! (Just watch out for midnight, Cinderella...)
Rating; G to PG-13?
Characters; Anyone and everyone...and maybe a few more
Summary; Finals are over, the spring dance is here--finally a way for everyone, student and teacher, to relax! All the planning, preparation, and hard work has paid off. Students of all ages and grades are invited, and their teachers are sure to be there too. The school superintendents (read: the Deities) have done their very best to light up the Square. So whether you're from Westerberg High, Trinity Girls' School, Cutler's, Bikini Bottom Middle, or City U, you must have received your engraved invitation by now. Dress is formal, but the occasion is celebratory. Come one, come all. (And even those who aren't cursed may still come to take in the decorations, the food, the entertainment, and the merriment... or they can take pictures for blackmail when this is over.) So come and spend an evening under the stars...
Log;

[This is an open log for the Fast Times at City High dance event! Tags can be open or directed to another character--just throw a label in the subject line. Feel free to NPC wait staff, refreshments, music, and anything else you might encounter at such a soiree. Have fun!]

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Oh, there was a difference in what Belial did and what everyone else did. Perhaps not a difference in the action itself, but the motive and the understanding. Kira understood her well, perhaps because in some ways he wasn't all that different.

"Even admitting it. So shameless, it should almost be admired." A smile curled his lips, still barely more than an inch from hers, but his voice was cold and without passion. Mockery that aimed to cut.

She'd been told enough times just how worthless she was, she'd just found a way to be of use--despite it being the wrong way. Hell, even he'd only found her useful as vampire bait. What was the use?

Oh it cut, straight to her heart; however, instead of injuring it only seemed to further fuel her desire. She shivered, feeling as if she were sitting there completely bare before him. "No use hiding it; like you said, anyone can see."

Without paying regards to how he might mess up her make-up, Kira cupped Belial's face with one hand, his thumb running over her lower lip. He pressed down on it, felt it be pliant under his touch, just as she was.

Leaning forward, he bit down on her lip, not caring that anyone watching them would think they were kissing. She'd know that wasn't it. He didn't pull back until he tasted blood. Then he waited for a pearl of blood to build up, trembling from her breath. With a careless swipe of his thumb, he smeared it across her mouth.

"A more fitting mark. Does it burn?"

The state of her makeup was the last thing on her mind; first he was touching her and then...she hadn't been thinking at all but it was impossible once she felt his teeth.

Her hands curled up around the table's edge, nails digging into the bottom surface. Other than a soft gasp against the pain she didn't cry out or try to stop him. There may have been a whimper that escaped her lips once he stopped, but she wasn't really sure herself. There was a moment of stunned silence as she waited, curious of his actions and confused.

"The bite or the blood?"

Of course that gasp hadn't stopped him. Kira saw the confusion, that uncertainty, and didn't see any reason to assure her. This wasn't about making her feel any better, after all.

"The bite." He smiled coldly, fingertips brushing her hair. "And knowing that even that's more than you deserve."

His thumb touched the bite mark once more, coming away bloodied. The color was different than her lipstick. It looked ruined, grotesque. Very fitting.

No, she didn't deserve it, didn't deserve any of it. Somewhere deep inside she realized this wasn't exactly the sanest relationship she'd ever had. Yet, she yearned for it, for even the tiniest bit of attention from him--even this.

Her tongue darted out over her lips worrying the bite without any real concern. "A little, but not..." She started but stopped unsure how to really finish the thought.

"Not enough?" Kira's smile widened a notch as he finished the thought for her, looking into her eyes, searching for the truth as if he had every right to it. It might be intimacy, but it was the kind that just tried to drag everything of her to the surface.

"You want more pain, is it, you greedy slut?"

Not much--that was what she would have said. His answer was a close second though, if only because it never was with him. She was resigned to the fact he'd never give her what she wanted. Taking what she could get was pathetic but she could live with that.

"What would you do if I said yes?"

"What would hurt you more than me leaving?"

His thumb pulled on her lip, smeared the blood and make up off to the side. Not a very pretty look, but that was the point. Part of the point, anyway.

"You don't deserve getting what you want."

What would hurt more? If he were to actually give in, for her to discover he was just like all the rest. For now, he wasn't tainted by her touch or association. Still she wanted, if only to be that close to one who saw through her.

She had no doubt how he saw her, he'd said it often enough. No matter how many times any one else tried to tell her otherwise, she'd never believe it as they were all fools who fell to her feet in the end.

"You're right, I don't. But even the most Earthbound wishes to reach the stars." Just because it was impossible didn't mean it wasn't worth desiring.

That wasn't even a possibility on his mind. Giving in, wanting her. It didn't even occur to him, so far was she below anybody he'd consider.

Why exactly that was was another matter. Perhaps because he saw how she viewed herself.

"It's an insult to me, since I know you'd spread your legs for anyone. Tainting."

"Not if you said so."

Honestly, she had no idea if that were true or not; lies came just as easily to her as anything else. But, after everything else she'd let him do or say to her, why not that as well?

Ready Or Not, Gonna Make It To The City...

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