Fantasy Soul Secrets

[Harlan]

"Yeah, really looking forward to practicing but you honestly don't look so good." Julie told her as they entered back to the kitchen. "Last fight really made me realize how I have no idea what to do in a real fight. Delinquents and thugs can't even come close to compare with someone who's actually trained." he admitted, fully knowing what he needed to work on. He allowed Ben into his room as he rummaged through his bags for things to clean her infection with. He gestured her to sit on his bed since it was practically the only thing to really sit on, going into the bathroom to wash his hands with soap. "Can you show me your shoulder?" he asked her as he exited. He wanted to clean her wound before the infection could get any worse, she really didn't look so swell.

 

[RandomBomb]

James shrugged and turned to Lexi. Damn it, Val! She was setting them up! He still couldn't be a jerk about this, so he said to Lexi, "Hey. So, what's your opinion on how this is all going?" He knew that was really bad, but he was nervous, and it was kinda showing. (So I think Seodin's off for the night. I may be too unless one of you show up so I have a reason to post.) She looked good, but he wouldn't check her out... Not yet, at least.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben sat down carefully. Her smile falling when he asked to see the shoulder. "It looks worse than it feels so.. um.. sure" she loosely rolled the sleeve up revealing reddened and puffy skin, darker where its stit hed. "So.. um, how are you feeling? Better? I had a nightmare that you hit that tree and there was a crack and you were gone so.. i was happy to wake up and see y-everyone alive." She said, subject brning back her grin.

 

[Brax]

Being held within her grasp, Cameron froze. His eyes remained fixated on hers as though he was a deer lost in headlights, as her lips met his every now and then, allowing for soft pauses between her soft words. When she asked if he wanted to be happy with her, Cameron got down on both of his knees at the side of the bed. He didn’t collapse, no. Nothing of the sort. Rather, he just dropped down. His hands grasped the back of her thighs, right under dat ass, before he tilted his chin up to her and spoke.





“More than anything. I want to be happy with you, more than anything.”


Cameron tended to be a man of his word. If she wanted his actions to prove what his words explained, then he would make it solely his mission to do just that. There was no complications on the matter, and no reason not to. Relationships are a two-way street. Not one lane matters more than the other, and not one car’s entirety of existence matters more than the other.


That was when Cameron’s step-sister had found her way into the room. Turning his head to the location of the evil, little girl’s voice, Cameron let out a small groan. It sure might have been a safe house, but with her living in it, obviously it was more of an annoyinghouse. YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE? HAH


She spoke. She cried-laughed. Made some comparison about her mother to Cameron, and then she shut the door and left. Cameron continued staring at the door for a couple of moments, not at all shocked at what had just occurred, but definitely annoyed. It was one thing to speak to him however she wanted, but Chantal? He was going to chew her ass out for that. Even if it meant he was going to get his clock cleaned again.


Turning his attention back to Chantal, with a bewildered look on his face, Cameron let out a sigh. “I’ve seen pictures of Mollie’s mom when she was younger. I’d say you’ve got it pretty good.” Of course, he was making a joke to lighten the mood slightly. "I'll talk to her later. Don't worry." He let a smile cross those features of his, before he let her legs go. That didn’t stop him from pushing her back onto the bed lightly, and crawling on-top of her, though.


He attacked her with a few pecks, some to her cheek, and some others to her lips. A lot of the offensive kiss-slaught was placed on the area of her neck, with his hands holding his frame up above hers while pushing into the mattress alongside both side of her body. Though, this wasn’t no rawnchy shit, rather just a show of affection. After a short minute or two, he allowed his body to drop to the side of hers, facing in her direction still.


“I think we should get some sleep, wake up and eat… Then spend the day together. Just you and me.”
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[Harlan]

"Hmm, what's past is in the past right? And I got killed by a tree?" He asked jokingly, he expected her wound to look that way so it didn't really surprise him. He brought out a boiling water that he used to clean the scissor and tweezer that he planned to use for the procedure,"I honestly wouldn't do this myself but we can't really go to the doctors...so sorry if I hurt you or something" he made small talk as he continue to clean the tools with rubbing alcohol then placing them on a warm towel. He started to gently wipe her shoulder wound with some soap and water, then the rubbing alcohol, careful to not infect anything more before he started. "My bad if I'm too harsh" he joked, his eyes focused on the wound. He carefully started removing the stitches, going slowly to make sure it wasn't bleeding. Fortunately it didn't when he finished, but there was some pus which he started to clean out.

 

[Bea Delaine]

"Yeah.. but it was a mean tree," she replied as he worked, making herself ignore the feeling and not look. She peeked and nearly gagged. Fortunately julie was gentle. It made her think of all the times he cleaned up after them, making sure nobody had to deal with death. Something she found very kind and brave. She looked up to such attributes.


"No.. your fine. I hardly feel it." She smiled again, thinking about it.

 

[Harlan]

"I'll have to restitch since the wound is still new." Julie said as he finished cleaning the open wound. There was some blood here and there, but it wasn't an issue where he couldn't wipe it off. He grabbed the sewing needle as he began threading it close,"Have you ate yet?" he asked, noticing her paling complexion."I didn't see you eat this morning since you left your room." He casually poked her in her check to see how thin she had gotten, before telling her he finished with the wound. He parted the back her hair as he looked for any bumps and injuries, but it didn't seem the agent kick her all that hard.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben nodded, accepting that she would have to go face to face with her nemesis the needle again. "Yeah i figured.. i was honna get something to eat later." She offered with a shrug. She flinched and stifled a laugh as she was touched. Regaining composure he said he was done. Wow. How did time move so fast? He inspected her and she let him. "So.. are we all set?" She asked hopefully.

 

[Harlan]

"Mmm, your hands?" Julie asked her,"Did you clean them properly? Let me take a look." He asked, expecting her to turn facing him. He took out some more cotton balls to wipe her hand with using rubbing alcohol so that he can bandage them up properly,"I feel bad about everything that happened til now, do you want to talk about where you learned self-defense?" He was curious, though he was expecting something about her dad. Didn't she say he worked for the government too? Julie wondered how strong her dad was, considering how overwhelming the Agent yesterday was.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben unwrapped the hands with her teeth. Revealed holes and minor cuts were cleaned and gauzed to stop bleeding. "there.. i think i did okay here. And no need to. You are a better person in ways some people dont even consider." She thought of his question and sighed. " um.. not sure if you really need to know the answer. Lets just say some powerful men thought i had some good potential. " she shrugged. "But does it matter, as long as i know a couple things?"

 

[Harlan]

"I don't mind if you don't want to talk about it, it's not a big issue." Julie answered her, rubbing some ointment on the punctures and cuts to help with the healing,"Though..better than some people? Everyone has their strength and weaknesses." he smiled,"And your strength is really being cute when you say something like that." He took the time to carefully wrap the bandages around her hands as he was mostly done with it all. He sat there before he realized what he just said.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Bens eyes widened and dropped to her lap as she took her hands back. Cheeks reddening. He did a good job. He really did.. but after what he said, she couldnt help but feel shy. Maybe she would just say whay was on her mind, apologize and move on.


"Its.. um, its okay.. hey Julie?" she looked up at him, slightly nervous.

 

[Harlan]

"Right, let's just go train." Julie exhaled, quickly putting all the stuff back his bag and simply leaving the pot of water on the floor. "I'll see you outside then" he said, awkwardly closing the door on his way out. He didn't want to think about anything that just happened in the room, replacing his thoughts with ones about the kind of training he would be doing. He waited outside. doing some stretches so he doesn't end up pulling something.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben sat and sighed as he left as soon as it was said. It sort of left her disappointed. "I like you." She said to the closed door."sorry bout it."


She got up and walked outside, frowning slightly. She looked at Julie for a second then avoided. "Okay. First thing. Im no teacher. Im not a strong fighter but sparring means no holding back." Her boice changed to not so soft and shy, but sort of edgy and a volume notch louder. "You want to defend your face in any situation. Face and head.. so punch me in the face. Ill show you some defense."

 

[Harlan]

Julie turned to face her as he heard the door open, his head tilting when she seemed to be a little upset. He hoped it wasn't his fault but started listening and nodding when she explained that there was no holding back. Well, he never planned too since it would had been disrespectful. Since he trusted Ben to be a capable teacher, he instinctively feigned with a right punch before swiftly hitting with his left, hoping whatever technique she would show would teach him something.

 

[Bea Delaine]

As soon as the punch was evident, she blocked with both forarms, elbows down and hands in a little. She half stepped with her left foot but switched to right as the feign was detected. As soon as his hand made contact with her forearm, she stepped behind his leg with her left foot and trapped his arm with her right hand. She reached around him, locking in his right arm and catching the elbow part of his punching arm. She locked her knees around his leg tightly and thrust him backwards foot staying behind his and inevitably tripping him. "Helpful?"


(This is something i learned in Brazilian self defense)

 

[decomposition]

Chantal smiled as she watched Cameron drop to his knees, grabbing the back of her thighs and then spoke the words that she always wanted to hear – from anyone, from him. Her heart fluttered for this was the first time she felt as though true love was hitting her right in the face, or something of equivalence. Well, that was before Cameron's step sister appearing in the room amidst of the current events.


It wasn't the first time someone had laughed at her but, this time, it was like a shot in the back. Chantal knew the maroon soul wasn't joking when she spewed out her two cents, all directed to her, and the sarcastic smirk said it all as the girl closed the door. The short encounter, not only did it slightly kill the mood, but it also saddened her.


Eyes averted away from Cameron briefly and disregarded his light joke, returning his attention to him when she was pushed back onto the bed; her smile ultimately reappearing as he moved on top of her. Lively sensations waltzed over her body as she was attacked by kisses of affection, biting her lower lip instinctively once of the assault focused on her neck.


A bit disappointed after the onslaught ceased, Chantal moved to lay on her side and faced her other half. Sleep and food sounded extremely good to her as did spending the rest of the with Cameron. “Sounds like a date,” she joked with a small laugh, but chewed on her inner cheek after. “What about your sister though? Do you think she'll bother us again?” She moved close to the pink soul, already missing his warmth.

 

[Harlan]

Since she told Julie to just punch her in the face, that's all he did. He braced himself to fall as soon as he realized that she meant to trip him. "Then, how about a way to counter that?" He asked her curiously, learning fight techniques was really fun. He stood up, ready to get another go at this. The technique she used on him prior had already been memorized and he kept note to try to apply it when the time came, although it would be nice to apply it now.

 

[Idyllia]

Katarina stepped away from the kitchen as Julie left and proceeded to drown herself in her thoughts as she roamed the giant house. Everyone seemed to be in groups or pairs currently, but Katarina didn't mind being alone. It gave her time to think out things instead of her usual impulsive behavior. She really wanted to call her mom and at least say a few words to her. She spotted a phone on the wall and wished she just had her cell phone back. Katarina didn't know the dangers of calling people when hunted, so she just went for it. She may be able to think out things, but she isn't THAT smart. She picked up the phone and dialed her mother's number. The first ring, Katarina drew in a breath. Of course her mom wasn't going to pick up right away. But why was Katarina acting nervous? The second ring, she furrowed her eyebrow. Maybe she wasn't awake yet. The third ring, her mom picked up. "Hello Katarina." A person that was definitely not her mom said. He was a male with a deep gruffly voice. He must be my mom's new boyfriend. I wouldn't be surprised, she gets one every week. "Can I just speak to my mom?" She said, sighing and tapping her fingers on the table next to her.


"Give me the phone!" She hears a distant, muffled call. It was definitely from her mother. "Katarina, they've tied me to a chair! Please tell them where you are, they're people from the government." Katarina froze. It's the S.E.P, she's gotten her mother. But why did her mother want Katarina to give herself away? She sighed since her mom usually only thought about herself. "Oh, darling. She doesn't need to tell us, we've already tracked the phone." Katarina quickly hung up the phone and ran outside to watch Ben and Julie's sparring. She didn't know whether she wanted to tell them or not. She approached them with an uneasy look on her face. Maybe the S.E.P won't come right away?

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben shrugged, thinking. "Stop me by taking your knee to my joint when i grab your arm and break my elbow.. or try shifting out of the lock to the side nefore i reach around you. Best way is to not give a direct punch to my face. Um.. feigning was smart." She offered, avoiding eye contact.


She punched at his face, witjout warning, to see if he caught on.

 

[Turtlyturt]

After the whole, finding her step brother and his new lover, Mollie casually made her way back up the stairs and into her own bedroom. Where she then switched into a very small and tight black strapless dress. In the mirror she gawked at herself, the dress made her breasts look larger and her waist look smaller, and it fell right below her bottom. She bit her lower lip seductively at herself and smiled. "God, you are so hot, Mollie." The dark colors that were on her body kept her eyes lighting up, both them and her skin looked more vibrant. she slipped on a pair of five inch red heels.


She removed herself from her room in search of the girl who spoke down to her earlier in the morning. She hummed as she made her way down the stairs, click, click click click. It was no problem finding her, running outside. "Oh, Kat." She called. She tapped her long nails onto glass tables and walls beside her, "I figured that we could be friends for once." She laughed. A hand on the knob and she pushed the door open, "Kat?" She called. She stood on the porch and smiled, which quickly turned into a glare. "What did you do? What did you do! I can see the distress on your face! Tell me what you did!" Mollie began screaming. She stood there, staring. "Tell me what you did, you little brat." A scowl sat on her face.

 

[Harlan]

Julie carefully nodded as he listened to her explanation, although he thought breaking her elbow would be a little extreme. Before he could ask for any alternative, he quickly reacted when he saw her shoulder move. It wasn't exactly the first fight he been in, he repeated what she shown him and almost effortlessly at that. It made you wonder whether he had proper training or not,"So like that?" he asked, pinning her down with his weight with his fist stopped right before her face.

 

[Bea Delaine]

Ben nodded, pushing him off of her with a deft movement of her two free legs. "Yeah perfect." She answered shortly. "Congrats. You wont suffer from a punch in the face any time soon." She stood up and brushedoff her knees. "Anything else interest you? Im thinking that i should have stuck with solo practice." She said, the last part quietly. She would go on a run soon enough. Fight a tree with moving branches.

 

[Idyllia]

Katarina shivered as she heard Mollie screaming at her. Turning away from Ben and Julie's sparring, she slowly turned around and looked at Mollie, with a facial expression of a child that had been caught in the act of stealing a cookie. She had mixed emotions, but mainly they were anger and guilt. She's been no help for the past couple days and now she got them in danger? "Okay, mother, the S.E.P may or may not be on the way to your house right now." She said, a hint of irritation in her voice. Katarina hated how she was yelling at her. She sighed, hating the constant running away from the government. They could never stay in one place. They could stay here and fight off the S.E.P, or the smarter thing to do, just run. They would have another Soul join them on their little adventure, which obviously hated her. How fun.





Katarina looked around at the outside of the house, looking for the familiar helicopters or uniformed humans running towards us. There wasn't any yet, but there was soon to be. She felt guilty for not using her common sense and letting her emotions get the better of her, but she was going to get really angry if Mollie kept scolding her and screaming at her like a banshee. Katarina tried her best to control herself during this confrontation, her body temperature rising at a slow, constant rate.

 

[Harlan]

He stood up, brushing the dirt off of his clothes "Yeah, looks like trouble." Julie said, overhearing the screaming and turning to see Mollie and Kat. "I'm going to see what's up." he told Ben, starting to run his way over. He made his way there just during Mollie's verbal assault. Although it didn't seem to be a personal problem, he raised his brow at their behavior. With Kat's worried face, it was obvious she did something she wasn't suppose to and what better way to figure out than by simply asking.


"What happened Kat?"