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Post by December on Dec 12, 2006 19:31:03 GMT -5
Do: White button-up dress shirt that stops mid-thigh (pajamas)
Hisagi: Black silky pj pants. (^.^)
Dorinda woke that morning to a bruised wrist and an aching elbow and side. After gingerly looking at the injuries, she sighed and headed downstairs, hoping for the delicious aromatics of a breakfast almost done. But instead, she smelled the stale air of just a house with a little cigarette smoke mixed in. With everything that had happend last night, her anger flared and she stormed the rest of the way to the kitchen in silence, not even glancing at her brother who sat on the couch, staring like a moron at the ceiling. Once in the kitchen, she took a couple of toaster strudels from the freezer and placed them on a paper plate and set them in the microwave. Just when she was about to begin heating them, the door of the microwave opened and she closed it again, but only for it to open once more. "Fucking shitty ass electronics..." she growled, slamming it shut and shoving a metal spatula in the crack to keep it still. Finally heating it up, she sat down in the kitchen chair and looked at the clock. Ten thirty-seven? God.. she thought, setting her forehead against her arm.
On the other hand, Hisagi kept to the couch, only in his pajamas. He also had bandaged his arm and covered a few of the nasty cuts with a band-aid here and there; one was on his left cheek while a couple were on his chest, looking as if it would bleed through any minute. If anything, it would have been the arm injury that any person would have been screaming in pain-only because it was half an inch deep and three inches long-but he had been too numb to feel it, due to the alcohol and drugs. I need to get a hold of Vix and see if he can get me more... he thought for the first time in several hours. Of course he felt like shit, but he had taken the liberty to take a shower only a few minutes before his sister had woken up. And speaking of whom... Hisagi watched as his sister ascended the stairs until she disappeared with her breakfast.
(didn't know what you wanted to do since you haven't been on MSN or anything much..)
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 12, 2006 21:20:39 GMT -5
Their Outfits:i37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/Dark-Sayuri/Kenii.jpgi37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/Dark-Sayuri/demonicelf.jpg
It was a Saturday and there were no lessons, no meetings, nothing to bother Derrick that morning since he had finished everything last night after Homecoming. By nine he made his usual round to wake up his sister for a late breakfast but sensing she was not better from last night he went inside her room after picking the locks. “Aileen? I know you’re not sleeping you with your insomnia- why aren’t you coming down? Aileen…?” Advancing further in her room he caught her in mid sob her chest froze once his words sounded out. “You’ve been crying again…haven’t you?” Derrick sat at the edge of his sister’s bed, she only laid there motionless; once he had sat down she turned her back from him staring at him dully. “What do you want? I don’t feel well, you should leave before you get sick from me.” Obviously lying he grasped her by the shoulders bringing her up to him. “Liar, I know you better than anyone. What’s wrong?” Derrick sternly demanded his question; Aileen’s eyes closed trying to contain more tears from coming. “Kaimu niisan, I told you I’m not well. Please go- I want to be alone for a little while longer before father comes for me.” She pushed him roughly away enough to go off the bed; he stumbled to his feet shocked by her rejection. “…Aileen?” “I’ve accepted…I accepted Yoji’s proposal last night. He is now my fiancé- can you believe it?” Aileen gave a light smile to her brother; she smiled through her tears that crushed him. Aileen…“That bastard! He was pressuring Yoji and Aileen to be engaged so much and now they’re…” Derrick muttered sitting at his desk taking off his glasses and rubbed his stressed temples, he resembled his father in some sense but he despised him for everything he had done to him, to Aileen. He looked back at the rose from last night kept in his favorite vase under a display glass. (think Beauty and The Beast rose, but only white >_< Tension melted away slowly realizing he didn’t call her yet today and it was already almost eleven. “I better check up on her.” Derrick picked up his cell and called Do, he waited through the constant ring until it finally connected him to her voicemail. “Hey- I guess you’re not here, heh. Um, I just wanted to know if you’re feeling better and if you’re free to do that group ice cream thing later. I’ll call you later then…bye.” He threw his cell down at his desk and leaned back in his chair. “What is happening to us?”
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Post by December on Dec 12, 2006 22:00:57 GMT -5
Upon reentering her room, the first thing she saw was the flashing red light on her room phone. "At eleven in the morning? Who the hell..?" she muttered, setting down her breakfast and sitting in her chair. Pressing the play button, she took a bite of one strudel, glad they had the mixed berry kind. Once Derrick's voice played out, her eyes widened and she almost choked. "How the hell does he have my number?! I don't remember giving him my number.. SHIT! Now he knows my home and my number!" Forcing herself to calm down, she picked up her phone and redialed, muttering as she waited. "Freaking weirdo, getting my number. He probably beat somebody up to get it-very unjust. And here I thought he was all goody-goody, too.." Dorinda took another bite of her strudel, waiting, and definitely going to accept the offer of going to the ice cream parlor this evening. She didn't need to stay in the house with her brother any longer than she needed to.
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 12, 2006 22:19:46 GMT -5
Plucking his cell from the desk Derrick muttered tiredly, “Hello?” He looked at the number being unfamiliar with him too well until it clicked. “Oh Do, hi…sorry, a tad slow today. I guess you got my call then. I just wanted to know if you still want to go out for ice cream with Aileen and I. And to check up on you of course, so how are you doing?” Derrick smiled at the phone resting at his desk clicking away on his laptop. Well, she called right back quickly. That’s good, wonder if Aileen will really be up for ice cream though. I know she’ll want to talk to a friend about this engagement more than me; it’s more of a girl thing I know. “I hope you do…that is. If you’re busy I understand, it’s a Saturday after all.”
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Post by December on Dec 13, 2006 16:02:16 GMT -5
Stopping in mid-chew, she had barely heard word he said the whole time. "How did you get my number? Are you stalking me?! I know what your limo looks like, Derrick!" she bursted out before she paused. "Oh, ice cream? Of course I want to go! So when are we going, because I really need to get out of the house right now. It's practically suffocating me..." As she spoke, she looked down at her bruised right wrist, then took a bite of her strudel again and stood to go to her closet for an outfit. "And I'm doing better than before.. a lot better, I suppose. I think last night really helped out because the incident that happened was the farthest from my mind. It's like you know all the remedies to my problems already, you know?" she said, a smile curving her mouth. It probably wouldn't be so bad that he knew; maybe even Aileen knew it, too. For once, Dorinda was just glad she had been wrong about the rich and popular siblings from the beginning.
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 13, 2006 17:23:53 GMT -5
Derrick swallowed a chuckle but covered it with a slight forced cough at her outburst. "I got the number from Aileen who got the number from your brother who got it from you, no?" He smartly replied picking up his car keys and wallet, luckily he showered not too long before he called so he didn't need to get ready. "Of course I know, I'm a mind-reader and I'm sensing now you are picking out an outfit or something girlish like that. I'm going to drag Aileen out of her deathbed and get her going before she pulls out on the plan. We'll meet you there around noon, is that okay?" Derrick asked doing his usual lock picking and turned the knob to find it- locked?! "What the hell!" He hissed to hear Aileen's laughter on the other side and remark, "I got a new lock last night, like it? It's call privacy!" Aileen shouted to anger him further, taking a step back Derrick brought his knee up to his chest then released a hard sidekick sending the door flying a few feet inward the room. "What the-hey! You idiot! Look at my door, it's almost all splinters! You didn't have to kick it so hard! Wait a sec, let me go!" Bringing his cell to his ear while holding his sister over his shoulder trying to hold grunts in from her kicking and punching. "Hey Do, I'm gonna have to call you back. I'm going to get Aileen ready since she's being too stubborn. Ow woman, I'm not a punching bag! -click-"
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Post by December on Dec 13, 2006 18:26:26 GMT -5
If Dorinda's face could visibly twitch, it probably would have when he guessed right about her outfit-picking. That's all he better be 'mind-reading' about.. she thought, listening to the ruckus on the other side of the line. She stood in front of her closet, a blank look on her face while she held a blouse in her free hand. "Um, yeah, sure. I'll see you later." Before she knew it, the line went dead and she tossed her own on her bed. "Glad my brother gives me some privacy. If he didn't, I would have killed him a long long time ago.." Quickly, she got her clothes ready and jumped in the shower for a few minutes, cleaning herself quickly, then hurried to get dressed. With a good half hour left, she began on her hair and make-up, wanting to look somewhat decent, even if it wasn't so important.
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 13, 2006 19:05:39 GMT -5
i37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/Dark-Sayuri/ayeaye.jpg“Derrick, you didn’t tell Do anything about Yoji and me have you?” Aileen questioned as they walked down the sidewalk on their way to the ice cream parlor. He gave her a small smirk to his baby sister. “Of course not, that’s your role. No way I’m going to get caught in someone’s wrath for not telling her you’re getting married. Not my thing, sugar.” The bell sounded when Derrick opened the door and held it for her; clearly they were early without a sign of Do’s arrival yet. It was surprisingly crowded however making Aileen uneasy with so many people around. “Let’s sit down at a table until she gets here. You’re going to tell her about the big news, right? She is after all your friend, I think it’d help if you shared it with someone.” He carried on their conversation as they took a booth in the back; Aileen sat by the window with him sliding in after her. “I want to but…" Don't want the news to pass on to Hisagi... "It’s not that important anyway. She’ll be here soon so let’s not appear suspicious or anything until I’m ready to tell her, alright?” She muttered leaning her face on an open palm glaring at Derrick.
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Post by December on Dec 13, 2006 19:36:16 GMT -5
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At a quarter til noon, Dorinda headed out quickly, taking her time since it wouldn't take too long to get to the ice cream parlor, unlike the mall. Thinking back to the phone conversation, she sighed. If he referred to her on a deathbed, then what Hisagi did or said last night must have been really rough... He needs a good slappin' or something, she thought, her hand on her half covered left wrist. Glancing about before entering the ice cream parlor, she wondered if she should have talked to her brother some time before leaving. Oh well.. Not like he'd care anyway, the stupid dope head. "Hey, guys!" she greeted when she spotted them. She skipped over to their table and took a seat between them, clasping her hands together and leaning on her elbows on the table. "What've you guys been up to since last night? I was deathly bored and all that jazz, you know. I wanted to dance, but I was too tired, so I just kinda crashed until I went to sleep."
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 13, 2006 22:46:01 GMT -5
Still trying to gather all she had said Derrick gave a hesitant nod as if he understood but Aileen caught on soon enough. “After I got home I spent most of the night with Yoji and Derrick here was ordering the entire gardening staff to save that rose you gave him. It took them an hour to find the perfect vase to put it in before he was satisfied, then they worked him like a dog with meetings and paperwork. You weren’t even in bed when I got back from Yoji around 3 in the morning, were you?” Aileen asked her brother going back to her memory then gave a light smile to Do at the mention of the rose incident. Derrick only gave a grunt and stood from the booth. “I’m going to get the ice cream before you embarrass me even more. Strawberry?” She shook her head at him; removing her ring then placed her hands on the table palms opened out tensely. “Better make it a double chocolate cheesecake in a cup, Derrick.” He made a disapproving noise muttering, “Yeah, double scoop for sure. Oh, what would you like Do? Mint chocolate?” Derrick rushed trying to cover up any suspension between him and Aileen.
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Post by December on Dec 14, 2006 16:14:28 GMT -5
I wonder if it's just me but.. these two seem a little... grim. Well, whatever it is, I'm not going to say anything. It's probably another family thing and I'm tired of offending them so much with that.. With a nod and a bright smile toward Derrick, she laid her head down on her crossed arms, looking at Aileen. "You and Yoji must have been really good friends, I take it? I mean, you still are, I guess, if you spent a lot of time with him last night." Dorinda was unsure of what to talk about, and since Aileen had brought him up, she leaded off of that. She grimaced when she felt a sharp pain in her side and sat up, looking at it to make sure it wasn't bruising. Thank god it's not. If it does, I am so.. so screwed. Maybe I should have worn a shirt and jeans instead... "I'm so clumsy. I tripped over myself last night and ended up running into the sink. It's been hurting all night," she said as an excuse with a clumsy smile.
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 15, 2006 17:07:54 GMT -5
In disbelief Aileen cast Do an arched-brow glance ignoring the topic of Yoji. “It’s kinda strange a dancer who knows balance and accuracy so well would be so clumsy, especially if she ran into a sink to leave a bruise that looks more of a person contact injury than a accident kind. Just my thought though, maybe you should go have that examined by a doctor. I know a good one in the firm in town and I’ll make you go if your wrist is still hurting later.” She said in mid calculating estimating Do’s weight, pressure, velocity, and the sink mass trying to add up the visual but Derrick came back a moment after she finished speaking with the ice cream. He handed out the ice cream on the table and sat back down by Aileen giving a big grin to Do. “Dig in! Here’s your spoon and of course, yours Aileen.” Derrick handed over the spoons to the girls giving his sister a mischievous grin. She paused in mid swallow catching on to him and glanced down at her ice cream. “What did you do…? Derrick…” “I licked your spoon of course! I wante-OOFFF!” Aileen kicked him on the head with her heel out of the booth to the ground a vein sprouting from her forehead. “IDIOT! Gimme that!” Snatching Derrick’s untouched and unlicked spoon she went back to her ice cream.
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Post by December on Dec 15, 2006 18:01:07 GMT -5
Dorinda looked at Aileen then down at her injuries, unbelieving at how Aileen could decipher it so quickly. Swallowing, she glanced back up at Aileen, then Derrick, who was on his way back by then. How could she know?! If she find out it's Hisagi and she tells Derrick, then they'll probably get him in trouble for abuse. I can't afford to lose Hisagi, even if he is a bastardous dope-head who I really really really really hate right now! she thought, taking the spoon hesitantly while she watched the siblings. It's like it was before.. They're always so close to each other no matter what happens. But Hisagi and me.. It's so rare to see him smile and everything like the past two weeks. Puffing out a sigh, Dorinda ate a large spoonful of her ice cream, wanting to disolve her thoughts in the sweet taste of a cold minty treat.
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Post by mistakenangel911 on Dec 16, 2006 1:30:16 GMT -5
“Hey, what’s wrong Do? You got that look on your face.” Derrick popped up to her seat like a weasel from a whack the mole game. He pointed to her cheek before feathering his thumb over the spot. “You’re such a sloppy eater. Compared to Aileen you make her look like queen of grace, let me tell you that is no- OOFFF!!!” Back on the ground he winced in pain a swell of bruising on his head with a metal napkin container in total defeat. Aileen gave a huff and inhaled the rest of her ice cream abnormal to a normal girl without suffering a brain freeze or any effect. “Oh hey Do, what should we do after this? We got the rest of the day off so we gotta do something fun while we can ya know. I’m not going to be free like this in the future.” She grinned mischievously at her friend while Derrick climbed back in his seat painfully in silence. “I’m up for whatever you ladies want to do, just no clothes shopping- I don’t want to be the mule today.” He muttered munching on his vanilla ice cream his sister with an evil grin glanced at him on cue. “But I’m REALLY in the MOOD for shopping! I mean, you make a great mule!” Then the argument began again. “THAT’S NOT FUNNY WOMAN! NO MEANS NO!”
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Post by December on Dec 17, 2006 23:31:31 GMT -5
Dorinda blushed at both Derrick's touch and his words. "W-what face? I don't have any special faces," she said around her spoon, furrowing her eyebrows to emphasize her point. Did she have such noticable faces? With her spoon sticking out of her mouth, she watched amusingly as Derrick hit the floor for a second time, then glanced at Aileen, removing her spoon from her mouth. "I'm not sure, really. There's just been a lot of things going on, so I guess anything is good for me." So long as it doesn't involve leaving me with some crazy store guy or something.. Other than that, I really could care less what we did, she thought, taking another large spoonful and shoveling it into her mouth while the siblings began arguing again.
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