I'll take care of you [Emperor, M]

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

[A little stuck?]

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Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

"Here's your crossaint, sir. Enjoy it!" a wide grin accompanied the eager words of the waitress, whom was acknowledged by a gentle smile of his own. Fake, of course.
"Thank you." he didnt bother giving her any attention after that. It was her job. He didnt need to sweeten it up for her.
"You know, Brook. You probably should eat something too." he stated flatly, glancing to his right. Only then did he realise that the booth was empty, aside from him. He stared for a long second before turning his gaze to the shop she had been standing infront of before. Not there. His expression didnt change. His body completely motionless.
"...Fuck!"
He shot up from the seat, leaveing the food on the table before scampering into the crowds again, quickly scanning the surrounding area for her. Dammit, she must have wandered off. Why did she wander off? He thought she would either have followed him or stayed at that shop. Ugh. Annoying!
And here he was, starting to panic. Why was he panicing? She was a rich girl. A rich girl who never went out. And now she was out. Alone.
"...FUCK!" he shoved aside a few people, literally forcing them to stumble backwards as he pushed on through. He didnt care if they absolutely despised him for it. Fuck them all. He needed to find her. Now.
He was now infront of that damn store with that damn dress where they ahd their damn little fuck up. Fucking fuck ups. He slowed his breatheing slightly, realising that now he as at the point of swearing every time he thought. That wouldnt get him anywhere.
He straightened himself up a little and pinched the bridge of his nose, between his eyes. Okay... It had only been... 2 minutes. Theres only two ways out of here. Left leads back to the carpark. Right leads further into the mall. She doesnt drive nor does she have a phone with her, so she didnt go back to the bike. Right it is, then.
He turned and started back into the crowds, making sure to peek into every store on his way through. It was slow, tedious and cautious, but she was going to be found.

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StandardAngel · Number of posts: 188 Age: 19 Registration date: 2009-07-26

He didn't like the dress. She blinked her eyes at him when he spoke to her, and for a moment she almost giggled because he didn't know what to say. She kind of felt bad for putting him on the spot yet again. He wasn't used to this kind of lifestyle and yet here she was, trying to make him make decisions. Asia was always good with helping her pick out outfits to wear in the morning. Sometimes she would even lay out clothes for Brooklynn and she didn't even have to do any work. When she was little, she was never allowed to touch her clothes because she would never match, but Asia had taught her better than that, just what her father was hoping she would do.

She sighed softly as she turned her eyes to look back at the beautiful dress in the window. Then he said it. He started to talk, and she looked back at him in alarm. Why would he be so mean to her? She instantly felt sheepish that she had been keeping him away from food. Why couldn't she do anything right with him? He was constantly shutting her out and it was always all her fault. "I-I'm sorry..." She mumbled softly, looking down at her feet as he walked away. She felt guilty and horrible for keeping him away from his food.

She gazed one last time at the beautiful dress and then turned away from the window, bowing her head as she walked back towards where Iyan had headed. He wanted food and he was going to get food. And then, for some reason, a whole throng of people had started to walk in her direction and with her bowed head, she followed their ebbing - away from the cafe. It wasn't until she turned a corner that she realized that she should have been to where he was by now.

She lifted her head up and gazed about here. Different stores were here, and the cafe was not in sight. She squeaked softly to herself as she lifted her hands up to her mouth. She turned around and looked behind her, but all that she could see were stores. Oh, why did he take her here? How could he leave her? She bit onto her lip to keep from calling out to him. He wouldn't be able to hear her, but she was lost. Lost. Horribly lost.

She shook her head as she gazed about her. Two men were standing outside of a game store, and they were staring at her. They had noticed her. Maybe they'd help her. Swallowing passed the lump in her throat, she walked over to them and put on a sweet little smile as she waved. "Hey, uhm...sorry I lost my friend. Can you tell me where the place with the food is?"

The two guys took one look at her, then they looked at eachother and grinned. "Yeah, we can show you. Follow us."

She sighed with relief and nodded her head. "Oh thank you, so much!" Together, the three of them began to walk down the hall, and away from the cafe, each of the guys poising themselves on either side of her body.

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

His attention had been stuck on a nearby cafe when he was suddenly yanked aside, feeling the breathe leave his lungs as her rather strong pull took by complete surprise. He found himself staggering behind her, tripping over the people she seemed to constantly cut off.
He straightened himself up a bit, dusting his hoodie down before glancing up at the very much yellow dress in the window. He then glanced at the store's name, which was one of those classy-and-expensive-but-very-awkward-looking places. His face lost expression and a blank stare was all he could muster as he looked the dress over. Beautiful?
"Isnt that a bit exp-.." he cut himself short, rethinking his words.
"But it's-.." he cut himself off again.
"You dont-.." he turned to her slightly before shrugging his shoulders.
"I dont know. Buy it. It would look good on you. You should so wear it. Maybe use it tonight for a clubbing night. Possibly pick someone up." he truly had no idea what to say. So, he decided to just simply delve into the world of bad cliche'd stereotypical phrases he knew from movies. How sad.
"Eh... Honestly, it looks plain. But that might just be because of the mannequin it is on. I dont know dammit, i'm just hungry. Thats all thats on my mind. Cant eat clothes." he rolled his eyes somewhat before turning from the store.
"I'll be looking for a table, if you want to continue window surfing." he gave a light, yet dismissive wave, as he started into the crowd again. He wouldnt leave the large room, that was certain. After all, they were already in the food court. He made his way back over to the cafe that had caught his eye an took a seat in a booth near the far corner.

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StandardAngel · Number of posts: 188 Age: 19 Registration date: 2009-07-26

His grip on her wrist was a little tight, and every now and then she would shake her wrist just to loosen his grip. She didn't blame him, it was hard to keep tabs on people, and if he ever lost her here in the mall, Terry would probably have his head. Brooklynn was worth a lot of money, she was constantly reminded of that even though she didn't like the idea of being treated as if she were a piece of merchandise, or another deal that her father had made successfully.

She tucked some of her hair behind her ear, giggling as she was pulled along with him. She followed behind him and shook her head. "Terry? Oh I'm not-" Just then his phone rang, and she could distinctly hear the voice of her butler. She giggled softly to herself at Iyan's reaction and loved the feeling of the nervous butterflies in her stomach. She had never broken the rules before. Shoot, she never had any reason to. And now that she was, she just didn't want to stop. It sent slight goosebumps along her arms and down her back.

Then he was back talking about food. Food did sound good. She mulled over the idea of what she might want to eat, and then something caught her eye. In a store across the little walkway, she could see a beautiful glimmering dress in the window. It was extremely gaudy, the kind of dress that her father would never have, but to her, it was beautiful. It was colorful, a bright sort of yellow like the sun. She loved it instantly. "Hey, come over here for a second!" She said softly as she took off across the way, cutting people off and getting cursed at many times.

She drug him in front of the shop, gazing in at the window. "Isn't it beautiful?" She asked him softly, looking over at him.

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

His hazel-brown hues slowly searched the crowded surroundings for a map of some kind. This place was huge from the outside, so was probably just as large on the inside. God, how he hated crowds. He had still been holding her wrist firmly all this time, not realising. She pointed out a few benches across the large room, which stood an info booth with a map clearly printed on its side. Thank god.
Without hesitation, he was pulling her with him again. Winding through the various crowds of school students, mothers with their kids in prams and elderly people trying to make their way to some seats. Too many people. He found a heavy frown forming over his lips as the two continud through the crowds. Annoying.
Finally, after about a whole minute of pushing past people, the two arrived at the map.
He flicked his gaze across it before finding exactly what he wanted.
"There. Where's there... There." he thought aloud, taking quick peeks around the area before figuring out the general direction they needed to head in.
"You wouldnt happen to have any rich kid special abilities? Liiike... Getting rid of these crowds?" he asked jokingly, though it came out rather seriously.
"How long do you think it will take before the Terrible Terry figures out we arent home?" he blunk slowly, not bothering to look at her whilst talking. Just thinking about that man made him sick. God.
And, just like that, a heavy bassed beat eruppted from Iyan's hoodie pocket. His phone was ringing. He pulled it out, flipped it open and pressed it to his ear slowly.
"What have you done with her!? Where is she!? Where are you!?" the butler's voice exploded from the speaker, forcing Iyan to take the phone away from his ear for a moment.
"She's fine. I'm fine. Bye now." he hung up.
"What did you want to eat again...?" he asked casually as though he hadnt just completely shut out Brooklynn's servant.

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StandardAngel · Number of posts: 188 Age: 19 Registration date: 2009-07-26

There were so many people here at the mall. She didn't even know what a mall was until he had taken her to this one - or so he said it was a mall. She had never seen so many people in one place at the same time - except for at her 13th birthday party, when her parents had thrown her the large party and invited everyone that they had known, which happened to be a lot of people. She held her breath because there were so many smells that were coming out of those doors at once. She could smell food, flowers, perfume, everything.

It was very overwhelming to her, especially when they went to go push through those doors. "Oh, please don't tell me we're actually going in there!" Then he was pulling her. She squealed lightly and gripped the hand that he had placed on her wrist with her free hand tightly. If they got separated, she didn't know what she was going to.

Then they were through, and she found herself thanking everything that she stood for. She gasped lightly to catch the breath that she had been holding as they had moved through the crowd. Oh how horrible that had been. She lifted her eyes and looked around before spotting a small post near some benches. "Hey, right there! Is that something?"

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

It had been a little while. Almost two weeks, since he had driven a bike. And then, it was also on the other side of the road. Different rules here. He did alright, considering. But really, almost died on quite a few occaisions. He probably should just order a taxi or something. His brow twitched slightly as his thought wavered. No. He'd need a limo of some kind, right? Rich girls dont take taxis. Too dangerous.
He felt the very corner of his lips turn downward a little to cook up a tiny little frown, before dissapearing as soon as it had come.
"Ehh... I have no idea. I just saw some big sign and decided to stop. It looks like one of those mall things, right?" he asked flatly, pointing up at the rather large building before them. Quite an amount of people were busy moving in and out of the automatic doors just down the road a little.
"Who cares where we are. We'll find our way back eventually... It's only one city. Not the entire world." he gave a gentle shrug before starting down the road, hitting the 'on' button for the alarm to the bike.
It seeme relatively normal, around here. Maybe he had expected something else? He had always thought Americans were complete retards. Well, that was what he had judged from the various things he heard. And, having only met three, he still judged the same. But it did still feel like a normal city. A few more people running around, that was certain, but still just a city nontheless. He gave a gentle blink, glancing about the area half-interestedly. Alot more people seemed to be in a rush here though. And... Enjoyed using swears to solve every problem. Fuck this and fuck that. Fuck you, even. It was everywhere.
His hands slid into either pocket, his head dipping lightly and he now blent into the crowd quite considerably. And he knew it. He didnt enjoy being the center of attention, most of the time. He found it irritating, to say the least.
His hand slowed behind him and grabbed ahold of Brooklynn's wrist as the two pushed their way through a rather tightly-packed crowd. Or rather, Iyan pushed through while Brooklynn was forced to being pulled every which way.
Finally, the duo pushed through and got to the doors, moving in without hesitation.
"Food court.... Foood... Cooouuurrrtt.... Food court?" he studied the signs about, but no success on his food finding just yet.
"Think theres a map anywhere?" he asked with a faint sigh.

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StandardAngel · Number of posts: 188 Age: 19 Registration date: 2009-07-26

The motorcycle was way to fast for her liking. It sped and turned and she felt way too open and vulnerable. The helmet helped a little bit to block her view, but she was still certain that they were going to crash and die. He seemed to be a good driver, with the way that he was swearing in and out of traffic, but she knew that this had been a bad idea. She could feel her stomach rising up into her chest, ready to explode out into the street next to them at any moment. She wanted to stop. She wanted to call this whole trip off.

She could hear his words when he spoke to her, but she wasn't really listening. All she could hear was the rev of the engine and the sound of the wind whipping passed her helmet. Her blond hair splayed out in the wind behind her like a golden curtain as they drove and she buried her helmet against his back as she squoze his stomach tightly as a means to keep her entire body in motion on the vehicle.

Then they stopped.

She took the helmet off of her head and felt completely dizzy. She couldn't see straight and for a moment she thought that something terrible had happened to her. With shaking legs that she felt might buckle beneath her, she stepped off of the bike, and the minute that her feet touched the ground everything went back to normal. She could breathe and she knew that she had just been over reacting. She sucked in a few breaths of the amazingly clean air, and smiled at him.

"I have...never done that before," She answered, tucking a few strands of her now windblown blond hair behind her ear. She nodded to him as she rubbed her stomach, taking a moment to look at the empty slab of asphalt they were on. "Mmhmm, me too, but where are we?"

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

He sighed hoarsely when she answered his question. She pretty much said what he expected her to say. Of course. Wouldnt want to make this easy. He had only driven a car once and that wasnt on the road. But he did however know how to ride a bike.
He glanced about the garage with a passive expression plastered across his features. Expensive car. Expensive car. Limo. Expensive car. Bike. Hell yeah.

The motor revved loudly, the wheels spinning quickly before catching grip on the cement beneath it and sped off, both Iyan and Brooklynn snuggly atop.
"I have absolutely no bloody clue where the hell i'm going. Just letting you know." he spoke through the helmet's built in radio, which would then come through Brooklynn's speakers. Good thing they brought the helmets.
The bike turned sharply, but kept on it's wheels as the two sped down a busy street, narrowly avoiding a few cars.
"And... I havent gotten used to this acceleration yet. Dont blame me if we die." he stated casually, glancing around the sides of the street to see if he could find any shopping centres... Or, Malls, as they called them.
He could feel her grip around his stomach tighten slightly as he accidentally sped up. Maybe it was too early to be this daring in his activities? He liked to go fast, but maybe this was too fast for her. He slowed down, hitting the breaks relatively hard. The wheels slowed considerably and the bike stopped swerving from side to side.
And only then, when they had slowed down enough, did he notice the large building off to their left. An obvious shopping centre. Mall.
The bike turned into a parking lot and he finally came to a complete stop.
He jumped off the bike and took off the helmet, setting it down on the seat he had just been on.
"Okay! I'm fucking hungry! Let's go eat something." he grinning brilliantly, as though his entire personality became something completely different.

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StandardAngel · Number of posts: 188 Age: 19 Registration date: 2009-07-26

He called her Brook. No one had called her Brook. They just used her whole name, Brooklynn. She felt the heat rise into her cheeks again as she smiled, looking down to her fingers that were laced in her lap. It was nice to have a casual name to use for once instead of hearing her whole - proper name every now and then. She felt a little free too, freedom from the life that she had.

It was strange. Before today, she hadn't even known that there was another life. Who knew that not all people acted like this. Before yesterday, she didn't even know what other boys looked like - just her father. Now, she had met a boy, and found that his strange appearance of being normal was very - attractive. Attractive? What was she thinking? She blinked and opened her eyes wide in shock at herself, lifting her fingers up to touch her cheeks.

She thrust her hand down back to it's place in her lap and sat up straight on the bed as he came out of the bathroom suddenly. She smiled and giggled when she saw the outfit that he had chose to wear. "That was my father's jacket a few years ago." She answered happily, the smile reaching up into her eyes to make them sparkle lightly.

He was going to take her somewhere? Oh, how wonderful. She stood up from the bed and then as he snuck out of his room, she realized what was going on. She smiled as she lightly set her hands on his shoulders, feeling the familiar fabric of the jacket. She followed after him and bit her lip. This was wrong. Young ladies didn't do this, but it felt so nice. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her blood rushing through her veins. It was exhilarating. It was...exciting.

"Drive? What do you mean?" She looked at him as they moved into the garage. "Terry drives us everywhere we need to go."

Emperor · Number of posts: 217 Registration date: 2008-11-30

He did find it rather strange, when she mentioned that she didnt know you went somewhere to watch movies. Though when he took a step back and thought about it from a different angle, he realised that she was probably so pampered that they restricted her without her knowledge. Maybe it was time to drag her around for awile. Give her a taste of his daily life, even. But those pesky assitants were definitely going to get in the way. Probably say something like; "It is absolutely unwise to venture into the city at this time of day! Miss Brooklynn might get sunburnt! I will not allow this kind of foolish behavior."
He can stick it up his ass.

"I'm pretty sure it was implied, Brook." he replied flatly, as though she were an idiot for not realising it. A pair of expensive pants flew out the bathroom door, landing in a pile on the ground randomly about the room. A few shirts soon following.
"If I wear any of these... I'll look like a total tard. Do you have any normal clothes ar- Oh. Nevermind." he cut himself off, having found himself a relatively okay look.
After a good minute or two of his silence, he stepped out of the bathroom with a quiet yawn. A plain black tee with a denim jacket covered his torso whilst a pair of dark, almost black, jeans bore down his legs. They were relatively baggy and lay over his sneakers. He pulled the belt tight and clipped it together before stretching his arms above his head slowly.
"Alright... I'm ready. Guess, since it came up, I should take you to see a movie. Or something. I dont know." he shrugged again. He didnt really enjoy planning days much. Plans never worked out anyway. Plus, going with the flow was a hell of a lot more fun.
He gestured for her to follow as he moved to his bedroom door, opening it slowly and peeking out to check for the two bothersome elderlies. Seeing the coast was clear, he crept out and held the door ajar for her to exit too.
"Alright. Here's the deal. You're quiet. I'm quiet. We go fuck off somewhere. Deal?" he nodded to her, not gracing her with the time to respond before starting down the hallway. He was walking at his usual pace, but his footsteps were unbelievably silent. As if he had trained himself to move quietly for this very reason.
The two had soon made it to the main doorway, which led out towards the street. Iyan placed his hands down on the wooden frame before pressing an arm to the door itself, pushing it open with a gentle creak. He slipped out quickly, holding it open again, for her.
"Now it's your turn. You drive?" he asked nonchalantly.

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