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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 21, 2011 11:16:30 GMT -5
James was rather bored tonight, as was the norm when he found himself using his laptop to kill some boredom. He was online and talking to a few people, trying to seem like an ordinary person while fending off accusations from Leo. Sure, they were true but James didn't need everyone else believing it, or even knowing about it. At least he had Cameron.
They girl seemed to appreciate the situation he was in. She would lie for him, despite Leo never believing a word of it. It didn't matter though, there was still enough doubt in the air to keep the accusations at bay... At least for now. Having made a few comments, Cameron was inevitably invited to come over to his room.
James paid no mind to the fact that his room mate was currently sleeping just across from him. He never really cared much for what other people thought or felt, it was stupid to think like that, at least in James' opinion.
Sitting at his desk, James was suprised that even his typing hadn't bothered his room mate. If it were the other way around, James wouldn't have tolerated it quite as well as he did. Glancing over, James slid his chair back, the wheels of it dragging across the floor just a little. The boy was definitely in a deep enough sleep.
Standing up, he stretched his arms out a little. Cameron had said she would be there soon and so he logged out, waiting for her arrival. There was no need to even say good bye considering who was in the chat room. James knew none of them would actually care either way so there was no issues about rudeness or anything of that nature.
Hearing the footsteps from down the hallway, James moved to the door, pulling it open a little more as he waited the extra moment it would take for her to reach it. James smirked when he saw her. "Welcome Madame, to my humble abode," he said with a slight bow as he gestured for her to enter when she got to the door.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 22, 2011 19:11:08 GMT -5
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Cameron sighed as she walked down the bottom floor of the east wing. She hated Leo and Mari and they were just trying to find ways to piss her off. She didn’t really mind, but come on, at least come up with something original. She had heard all of their shit multiple times since they always repeated themselves.
As she signed off the chat off her phone she put it in her pocket since she saw James open the dorm room door. ”Why hello” she said while walking into his dorm room. She had been wandering around the school grounds all day. She didn’t want to go back to her empty room, since her old roommate had left.
She wasn’t sure why she left, but they only shared a dorm room for a few days. She went in and saw a huddled mass underneath blankets on one bed and smiled. ”Your roommates here? What fun is that?” she said smirking before sitting on his bed.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 23, 2011 6:53:01 GMT -5
James' smiled appeared more twisted than happy as she stepped into the room. She seemed useful and so he was more than happy to keep her around. He assumed that her being here meant that she had something to gain as well. This situation was mutually beneficial and that was often the best way. If both parties had something to gain,things tended to go a little better and James liked that very much.
"He could sleep through a fire drill," he pointed out. Those loud alarms could be playing and the boy would probably still be fast asleep... Well, probably not, but James didn't care. Even if their being there woke him, he wouldn't have cared. It didn't matter, him and Cameron had some catching up to do. If she had learned anything useful lately then he wanted to know about it. James generally spent his time covering up the things he did so gathering information because secondary, though with her around he wouldn't have to do any of the dirty work himself.
Moving to the bed, James sat down behind her, leaning his back against the wall as he watched her. "Anything interesting happen lately?" he asked, and so it began, the exchange of information. James wondered for a moment what she might want from him. He supposed the logical thing was for her to get to know him a little better and perhaps find some weakness that might help Alek.. He didn't want to talk about the guy but it made sense.. However, with her ability to get into his files, he doubted actually being around him would tell her much more.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 23, 2011 15:40:24 GMT -5
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Cameron rolled her eyes as he said that he could sleep through a fire drill. She was thankful that her roommate had been released or something. Then she didn’t need to share a room with anyone. Which meant having her own space. She didn’t need to share, nor did she plan on it now. If they tried to get her a roommate, that would be the worst idea possible.
As she sat on the bed she looked around a bit. The room was extremely clean. She turned her attention back to him when she felt the bed move and he was now sitting behind her against the wall. As he asked if anything interesting had happened lately she smiled.
”Isolation recently for me. I haven’t been here that long and I’ve already got a bad rap. Needless to say, why I was sent to Bluebird, is here. So not a good thing” she said as she layed back. Her head barely touching the wall, and her body completely flat. She rested her hands on her stomach and intertwined her fingers together.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 24, 2011 5:11:58 GMT -5
James nodded at her words. "You really could have done better though," he told. As far as he was concerned, Cameron could have killed the girl and two failed attempts wasn't exactly good for her record. She just needed to do better. In her defence though, that Cara girl did seem pretty unkillable, or perhaps just plain lucky. Either way it wasn't going well for Cameron. "You'll love this," he said, preparing her for a new piece of news. "I stabbed Eliza," he told her, know that she probably hadn't heard considering it was all being kept quiet for now and the fact that it wouldn't be on any of the records.. Well, at least not the part about him doing it. "I had no intention of actually killing the girl but she deserved it," he told her. Looking down down at the girl who was lying in the bed beside him, James wondered in what other ways she might be useful. She was a smart girl with great access to information but he was attractive too. Moving a hand over, he ran fingers through her hair. It was very red, but James liked that colour. Notes: Maybe  lol |
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 24, 2011 6:41:37 GMT -5
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Cameron shook her head. Cara would have been dead if the fucking CCTV system didn’t work. Of course it had to happen in the hallway with a camera. It also didn’t help that Cameron didn’t know where all the cameras were. She was still learning all their positions and weak spots. Although she had been told that if she killed her it was juvenile detention for her. Something that her parents couldn’t get her out of.
As he said that he stabbed Eliza she smiled. Of course she didn’t know the girl, but hell. She didn’t like that girl hanging around her brother. ”That’s great, I think I heard about it though. I think Leks stitched her up” she said with a small laugh. That girl deserved everything she got. Just as he said that she deserved it she looked up at him. ”I don’t like her, and that’s only from reading about her” she said softly.
Cameron shut her eyes when he began playing with her hair. Did it bother her, not really. But it wasn’t normal for someone that you just met to play with your hair. He was lucky she wasn’t in a bad mood, hence why she was here really. She wouldn’t go see some other sociopath when she was in a bad mood, unless it was Aleksei. Plus, James was interesting. Well, he was more of a sociopath than Leo, and that was saying something coming from her. She hated people that didn’t know the right things, or found ways to annoy her and kept on doing them.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 24, 2011 7:48:17 GMT -5
James just smirked. Of course Alek would be there to help make her feel all better. He could have her, James didn't care another. The girl was stupid and didn't listen. He wouldn't stand for that. James needed someone who would listen and obey and not do anything that they weren't suppose to. He didn't think he was asking for much but clearly Eliza just wasn't good enough.
"She was alright in the beginning but she doesn't listen and I don't like that," James told her, he needed absolute obedience if things were going to work and clearly Eliza wasn't up for that since she had to go to Alek and all. He knew it was more Alek's doing but he had warned the girl and did she listen? No.
"You'd listen though, wouldn't you?" he asked off-handedly as slender fingers weaved through scarlet locks. He was using her, but then he used everyone. For James, Cameron was a distraction and a good one at that. He couldn't even think of what it was he wanted at the moment. For once he wasn't busy planning and preparing. He was simply sitting in his bed, playing with her hair, talking about nothing in particular.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 24, 2011 9:03:20 GMT -5
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Cameron laughed when he said that she was alright in the beginning. She was a whore. That’s all she would be. But of course Aleksei couldn’t see that, and he got pissed at Cameron for stating it. ”Aleksei doesn’t like me stating my opinion about her. Cause she’s his or something. I find it all bullshit.” she said with a sigh.
Aleksei marking people was nothing new. Hell, she had his mark on her, along with a bunch others. She smiled when he asked if she would listen. Of course not. She didn’t listen to Aleksei fully, let alone anyone else. She was her own person and she thought for herself. Hence why she was here. Aleksei had told her to stay away from him as well.
”I don’t listen to other people. I take what they say as suggestions, but I don’t listen to everything a person says. I think for myself thank you very much” she said, returning her gaze to him. If he thought that he could manipulate her, he was wrong. She wasn’t some toy. She wasn’t some slut to be passed from sociopath to sociopath.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 24, 2011 9:37:38 GMT -5
"She was mine first," he told her. James was a little annoyed at the statement but he didn't show it. "But turns out she's not good enough so he can have her," he told her.
"Well, I suppose I can work with that," he said, looking at the wall for a moment. She definitely seemed to be a lot smarter than Eliza was being so he hoped that she might be the type of person who would make better decisions too.
"If you don't do anything stupid then I guess it would be fine," he added quietly, looking back at the girl in his bed. That was really all he need. It was the bare minimum for someone to at least lack stupidity.
Of course, he had already expected as much from Cameron and it would be fun to see how that would work out. She seemed like the type to prefer having control and James wonder, purely out of curiosity what it might be like to give a bit of that up for a while. It might be fun or it might be something that he would never want to repeat ever again.
"You like control, don't you?" he asked, fingers still combing gently through her soft hair.. "If you had absolute control over this situation right now, what would you do?" he asked, it was more of an invitation to do what ever she wanted right now and if s she were as smart as James thought her to be then she was see that and use it to her advantage. After all, James could physically over power her at any time so why not try something different if there were no real risks involved.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 25, 2011 23:08:31 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron smiled as he said that she was his first. His possessive streak showed. ”Sorry if I hit a nerve” She said with a smirk. She knew that Aleksei wouldn’t want to give her back, and from the looks of it, James still wanted her. But that of course was all an assumption.
She looked at him when he said that he could work with that. What was he even planning? Anything stupid? There were plenty things that she did that was stupid, including attempted murder. She was surprise that Hawthorne let her stay, but they had sedated her, before anything major could happen.
As he asked her if she liked control she rolled her eyes. Of course she did. Although certain control was better than others. Emotional control was amazing, physical was alright, but mental control was pretty cool too. She sat up when he asked what she would do.
So many things ran through her mind. Fire, blood, knives, sex, and pain all ran through her mind. She smirked. ”Anything?” she smirked more. She looked around the room slightly. She stood up with a smirk as she walked over to his desk. She looked around on it for a minute before picking up a letter opener.
She ran it against the back of her hand and smiled as blood pooled to the surface. She licked the blood off her hand and moved back to the bed. She moved so that she was sitting in front of James, but she was sitting on her knees. She smirked. ”Play time yeah?” she said her accent coming out perfectly.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 26, 2011 3:49:51 GMT -5
"One I'm sure you might share given the right circumstance," he told her. The possessive streak was apparent in Alek as well and he hadn't seen much of it in Cameron but from what he could gather, if she had the chance then perhaps she might be like that as well. The thing with James was that he was impulsive and changed his mind rather quickly too.
James watched Cameron's reaction, how she seemed to think about it for a little while. He knew it would have been the same if the tables were turned he would have done the same thing. There were just so many possibilities.
James just smiles a twisted smile at the girl. There was no answer necessary. He had said anything and he was very curious to see where that would lead. James wasn't the type to worry about any possible danger. Usually he was the cause of it and now that she had a little bit of control he wanted to see what she might do.
James watched as she moved to his desk. He propped himself up on his elbows and watched as he picked the opener. His was sharp but it could have been better. James liked things extremely sharp and his letter opener wasn't near the top of the list but it would certainly do the job.
He watched her as she returned to the bed. With only a pair of jeans on, James watched her waiting for what her next move would be. Without a single word, James just nodded. It was definitely play time.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 26, 2011 21:13:45 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
She rolled her eyes again. She had a possessive streak, but only for certain things. She didn’t mark people up to claim them, she did it for the pain on their faces. She would manipulate anyone and everyone. She loved figuring out things about people. Hence why she was extremely useful to other people. She loved information. Information was so useful to her, she decided that she would share.
She smirked as he had leaned up more to see what she grabbed. Her smirk widened as he nodded. She was good with knives too, so one could only guess what would happen. She held the knife to his neck and smirked. Letting it nick the skin slightly, bringing red to the surface.
She swiped her finger over the blood before bringing it to her lips. She savored the metallic taste in her mouth before leaning down, letting the envelope opener resting in her hand, on her knees and licked the blood off of his neck. ”Remember you did say anything”
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Post by james thomas leroy on Jan 27, 2011 0:34:25 GMT -5
James leaned his head back a little, giving the girl more room to work. She had the upper hand here and yes, she could just kill him but James was a smart guy. He knew the situations he got into and he knew that it wouldn't go that far. From what he knew of her and what he knew of the situation, that was not going to happen. This was all just about having a bit of fun and James was all for that.
Watching her do what she did was turning him on but James wouldn't say a word. There was so much he wanted to do but that wasn't how this was suppose to go. His hands stayed at his sides, gripping the sheets to keep from using his hands and perhaps re-gaining the control he was more than happy to give up.
"And you haven't even taken advantage of that," he told her with a smirk. James wanted her to do more and this was his way of encouraging her, by telling her that it wasn't enough, that she was barely doing anything that registered as taking advantage of the situation.
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Post by cameron elizabeth lynn on Jan 31, 2011 23:55:29 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER [/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
Cameron smirked as he moved his head back. He trusted her with the ‘knife’. That was probably a bad idea. She wasn’t like Aleksei she didn’t mark people up. Unless she wanted them in pain. Then she would make sure that there would be pain, and a nice marking to remember her by. Still, she had only marked about three people. None of them being close to her, she was opposite of Aleksei in a way.
She felt the sheets move next to her and she looked down after licking some of the blood off of his neck and she saw that his fish was clenched. She wondered why. Was it the slight sting that was present? She didn’t really care. She looked back at him as he said that he wasn’t taking advantage of that. She wasn’t. Well she wasn’t sure what his boundaries would be.
She smirked, moving closer more. She was now straddling his hips, and she didn’t care. She was unphased. She quickly slashed the letter opener across his chest, letting more blood slip out of his skin. She leaned down and licked at the blood as she pushed the knife into his forearm. She was going to let the knife dig into his skin, and cut into the flash and muscle as much as he would let her. Then when he made her stop she would act like normal. Deny it happened of course.
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Post by james thomas leroy on Feb 1, 2011 0:18:24 GMT -5
James generally had little to no restraint in certain situation. He just couldn't help himself sometimes and being impulsive was a part of himself that he couldn't control. Sometimes things went too far and he couldn't say no to any urges or desires that might boil to the surface.
Right now the side of curiosity was winning over the side that would much rather just rip her clothes off and... Well, he hadn't given it too much thought just yet, this was generally the sort of thing he would just do instead of think about. Though in this case, thinking about it made it more difficult because then he would want to just do it.
James just grinned but not in the way someone might if they were happy. This had a more sinister vibe to it. You'd think he was some evil villain with an elaborate plot that was just getting started but James wasn't doing much of anything. It was all in Cameron's hands but he liked it, it was.. fun.
James gasped when the knife dug deep into his forearm. So much for surface cuts, this was getting serious. His head fell back and his eyes shut but there was a hint of a smile on his face. Sure, this could cause some serious damage but it didn't feel like it. He relaxed his arm to avoid making it worse and opened his eyes and stared up at her.
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lol