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Ashes Of Faith


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Date: Mar 14, 2008
The Blue Dress
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Manon Lescaut was an Opera written by the incomprable Giacomo Puccini. A tale of an innocent woman who was corrupted by lust and greed as she tries to keep herself from spiralling into self destruction. The irony of the choice was not entirely lost on him, though it was sheerly fate to be blamed that that was what happened to be opening when he had called a ticket broker to get box seats to the opening night performance. It had turned into season tickets and a sponsorship payment, but this way he was guaranteed privacy so that he could really enjoy himself. Lincoln might have differed in opinion, but Ash liked that in a box the only direction you really needed to worry about was behind you. It made him feel more at ease.

The Ferrangamo suit he wore was one that he hadn't had occasion to pull out of the closet in awhile. In the old days he had had more free time between jobs. Now what had once been his time to indulge in pleasure had become time to work with the pack, or sort out things at the station, or any number of other things. So it was amazing that the three piece suit felt so naturally comfortable. The jacket was tailored perfectly to fit his tall lanky form, just tight enough to be chic without compromising the fall of the fabric where it covered his guns. Never left home without them. The jackets hem fell to mid-thigh, black against the black of tailored slacks that definetly did not look off the rack. Shirt was a soft cream color, open at the neck to show a glimpse of pale flesh in a V below the neck. All dressed up and standing outside the building as he waited for the show to begin and his guest to arrive.

Between generous lips a black 398 was perched, smoke lazily drifting from the tip as he stood in a world all his own. The chatter of happy couples all around him. Sometimes it amazed him that there were people in the world who laughed and smiles. People who had no idea what the world was really like. Then again, since they were the ones who were happy maybe he was the one who had failed in understanding life. Cigarette was pulled away between two tattooed fingers as he blew out a stream of smoke. Slowly people were drifting into the theatre and still his guest was not there.

The outlines of the bet had been clear enough. If he won she would wear a dress. If she won then she wouldn't have to wear a suit to work. Seemed a fair trade, though the deck had been slightly stacked in his favor just given the nature of the competition. Still having won there was a secret part of him thrilled to see just what rabbit she would pull out of her hat. For a moment he thought she might show up in jeans and one of those T-shirts with a woman's body drawn on it wearing a slinky dress. A way to try to make a joke of the bet they'd made.

A car pulled up to the curb and one of his thick black brows lifted slightly when he saw that it was a sleek black limousine that reminded him of Marcus's usual transportation. Expecting Mr. Strappe to step out he had to admit to a certain measure of disappointment when it was just a regular rent-a-driver instead. Cigarette was crushed out in the sand of an outdoor ashtray, his the only one disturbing the lovely emblem that had been drawn in the sand, no doubt by some people who worked for the opera house. A way to make even the ash trays seem fancy. Moving towards the car, stride slow and confident, he kept his lightning kissed gaze on the driver who was opening the back door. Ash stopped several feet away and simply waited.


-- Edited by Ashes Of Faith at 01:08, 2008-03-14

-- Edited by Ashes Of Faith at 01:09, 2008-03-14

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Llidya Chapman


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Date: Mar 14, 2008
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A half bared feminine leg appeared behind the opened door, followed by the other. The driver held out a white-gloved hand and beautifully manicured fingers lightly grasped the cloth-clad fingers.

Llidya slowly pulled herself out of the limousine, Bahamas-clear water blues leveling on him a few feet a way. For once, that trademark Chapman smirk did not grace those lips. Instead, there was a nervous sort of smile.

Llidya was sour about losing the actual bet, but she was not unhappy with the wager. She released her grip on the driver's hand, and he gave her a bow and shut the door, moving back to the driver's door.

Llidya let the fingers of her right hand loosen, and the silken material falling around her ankles. It was a Versace gown, on the lighter side of cotton candy blue. The top was held up by a thin strap that wrapped around the back of her neck. The top of the dress was a low oval cut, with three folds of the fabric over her chest before falling away in a seamless and smooth cascade. The material clung gently to her form, not too tight, but still revealing all the curves she kept hidden with her usual attire. Two inch heels, rounded and clear, peeked from beneath the hem of the gown. Only two inches, because she liked to stay just a little bit shorter than him.

To top it off, she was wearing make up and had her hair down...well, not in her usual French braid, anyhow. Her red hair was in tight waves around her head, to give her face a surrounding halo. Her make up, blue eyeliner, smudged to give her a smokey, sexy look. It was a look the lady at the spa said emphasized the blue of her eyes. She made her way over to him, that smile growing ever wider. Mayra said she'd make him regret ever making her wear a dress. Llidya thought she would regret it herself, as it felt too revealing. Some of her scars were quite visible with the exposure of flesh.

"Good evening." She said with soft voice, lifting her hues to meet those of Ash Redfern's.  She had no idea what Opera they were to see, and it didn't matter, really. She only worried about how she might appear. But the look he gave her quieted all fears she had of how she looked in the blue dress.

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