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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 25, 2011 19:44:03 GMT -8
OOC: Kaz and then I don't care who!
So, nice little set up she had here. Living with Kaz, not sleeping...even though she totally lied and said she was. But yeah, she was a bit self conscious about the whole night terror thing.
None the less, she was going on three days now...or was it four?..She honestly could not remember. After the first two things tended to blur together rather well and before you knew it a week had gone by.
Never the less, she was fine and good. For the most part. Dressed in a pair of form fitting jeans that rode low on her hips, a small black sweater which rode high on her stomach and a silver chain around her bared belly. She was looking as stunning as ever. If not a little more so than usual.
At least her usual these days.
Her combat boots snuggly tied about her feet, thudding against the hallway outside the apartment as she paced back and forth.
Why here you ask?
Because she was starting to feel cooped up being inside the apartment for too long. She had to get a change of scenery or else her night terrors would turn into a full fledged panic attack during her waking hours.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Dec 25, 2011 23:11:19 GMT -8
"Ya keep pacing like that, and you'll end up creating a hole in the walkway."
A voice chuckled, as Trey stood leaning up against the door frame of his apartment, his arms casually folded across his chest. Kazuya on the other hand, wasn't around unfortunately, he had gone out training, and wasn't coming home until the afternoon at the earliest unless he was ambushed-- I mean distracted by a certain someone.
"What's wrong darling, feeling a bit antsy?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 26, 2011 10:14:38 GMT -8
As the voice sounded out from behind her, she arched her brow, a little grin curling upon the corner of her lips as she stopped in her pacing and turned around to face the familiar voice.
Her head tilting slightly she would move to press her shoulder up against the wall, facing him and slowly sliding her tongue across her teeth.
"You could say that....I don't like being cooped up."
She would continue to grin softly, her arms folded over her chest softly, eyes roaming from his feet to the top of his head and then back down. Taking in everything about him. Not out of desire...but a need to memorize him. Due to her training that taught her to take in everything about those around her. It was now habit more than anything.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Dec 27, 2011 0:25:07 GMT -8
"Well darling, it's not like Kazuya makes you stay in his apartment 24/7. That's what I like about him, he lets those close to him do whatever the hell they want, s'long as it doesn't involve any major violence or the like."
Eying Kevala carefully as she moved up against the wall and faced him, a smirk slowly formed on Trey's face as he saw her give him the once over, doing the same to her, though not out of memorization like she was, but out of deciphering how her body language worked.
"I'd ask you to come into my apartment for a visit, but I don't want to keep you cooped up."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 27, 2011 0:40:47 GMT -8
The first comment brought about a soft laugh, shaking her head as her icy hues shimmered softly with amusement.
"You will learn Kaz doesn't keep me from doing anything. He just tries his best to steer me in the right direction. Sweetheart.......nobody tells me what to do."
Okay so that was not entirely true, but she wasn't going to go informing some stranger of her relationship to Gabe. Then at mention of his apartment, she would shrug softly.
"I am fine so long as I am not alone....I don't mind keeping you company. I am sure if all you do is hang around Kazy pooh then things must be dreadfully boring."
She could not help it. Kaz and his personality. A never ending game with her.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Dec 29, 2011 0:36:30 GMT -8
"Darling, I wouldn't expect almost anybody to be able to tell you what to do."
Trey knew a little bit about Kevala and Gabriel Seran, having been told by Kazuya, but that was minimal at best, simply because Kazuya decided Trey was on a need to know basis. All he knew was that Kevala was very VERY loyal to Gabriel.
"Well then why are we standing out here for? C'mon in."
Opening his door, once Kevala had stepped inside, Trey would follow after, shutting the door behind. His apartment was identical in appearance to Kazuya's, it had all the same necessities, the only difference was their tastes in decorating. While Kazuya didn't bother to decorate the walls of his apartment, Trey on the other hand, was into Capoeira, as evident by the posters hung on the walls.
"He ain't all that bad... Stone cold as they come, but still an all-around good guy. Though he usually does his own thing almost all the time. I don't need to babysit him, he's more than capable of handling himself."
Heading over to his bar fridge, he would open it up and grab a can of beer.
"You want anything to drink?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 1, 2012 21:16:45 GMT -8
She would grin, a little raise of her brow. Indeed, there were few that could really tell her what to do. Especially once she made her mind up to do something. But as it stood, she would let that lie for now, not about to go into detail and divulge too much of herself to anyone. Least of all this guy that she had just met.
"There are a few......namely one...though I dont feel like discussing that person at the moment. Today is about relaxing, not dragging up old wounds."
She would then follow him inside, her hand moving up to brush her hair back as she sighed and looked around the place.
It was just like Kaz's apartment but it was more decorated....Which was nice. Kev herself had thought about adding some stuff to the walls, just making it a little more homey. She had plenty of artwork....Being the owner of two art galleries and a whole host of cameras. Though new ones were needed.....she could survive with the old.
"Indeed, he is rather.........like a stone. But he is a good person. If I had friends he would be considered one of my best..."
Yes, she didn't really think to consider those in her life her friends. Not for any real reason against them, just that her mind didn't quite grasp the concept of what a friend was......nobody had ever explained and she had never asked.
But moving on!
Her attention drawn away from the walls to look at him as he asked his question, a little shrug rolling through her shoulders.
"Beer is fine...Thanks.."
A little grin still present upon her lips before she would turn back to scoping the place out. Getting a feel for where everything was.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Jan 4, 2012 15:14:30 GMT -8
"Hey, that's fine with me, you don't wanna talk about it, we'll leave it that, end of story."
Trey replied, holding his hands up like he had a gun held up against his back, heading back inside his apartment after. Closing the door behind him, Trey immediately made a beeline for the bar fridge, grabbing a beer. If Kevala wanted to decorate Kazuya's apartment, by all means, she could, he wouldn't stop her. The most decoration Kazuya had was the traditional Japanese table and tatami he had, and hanging up his black overcoat on a hanger.
"Heard he was the go to tactical guy for a lot of people. A pretty reliable guy, if exasperating to talk to, if ya ask me."
Pulling another can out, he would close the door of the fridge and head over to Kevala, holding it out for her to take. Cracking his own open, Trey would let her scope out his place as he crashed onto the couch, looking over at her.
"You like? The place ain't much to look at, but it's a pretty solid apartment complex. I'm surprised it was still standing and in decent shape."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 4, 2012 15:22:47 GMT -8
Usually she would have thought that the reaction he gave was over exaggerated, but given the topic at hand, or more so the person being discussed, she found that it was a very fitting gesture. Fastest way to die was to pry too much or speak too absurdly about Gabriel to Kevala.
None the less she would let the topic drop, following him inside and then nudging the door closed with her foot, taking up a spot against it once she was done scoping out the place.
"I turned my time with Kazy pooh into a game long ago. I found it was the only way that I could maintain some semblance of sanity around him without just grabbing him and shaking the shit out of him."
She gave a small laugh, taking the beer that was offered to her and then moving to take a seat on the couch...assuming he would move to allow room for her, or else he was going to have a 107 lb female atop his legs.
Either way, she would lean back, once more glancing about the apartment and tilting her head slightly.
"It is nice. I am more of an art hound honestly, so I tend to think there should be more art hung upon the walls. Call me bias but I also think it should be my art."
She gave a little laugh, shaking her head slightly. She was not ashamed to admit she thought her stuff was good. Hell, even her sketches were not bad....she just never had the time to focus on making something of that particular skill. But her photography? Yeah, that she was always very proud of.
"We shall see how long it remains standing now...what with Barker and his men trying to take over the world it is likely to crumble just like the rest around it.."
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Jan 4, 2012 23:02:46 GMT -8
"I hear ya on that. If I don't poke fun at him somehow, someway, for the entire time I've known him, I'd probably go insane too."
There was plenty of room for Kevala on the couch! ... Well, there would be, if Trey had moved that is, but he didn't, he was rather comfortable where he was. Did he mind Kevala sitting on his legs? Hell no! She was pretty light, all things considered.
"Hell, an art hound, you don't say. I'd be more than happy to hang one of your art pieces in my apartment, though I'm pretty sure Kazuya could care less if you hung some in his apartment, it might brighten up his place!"
Trey laughed, as he took a long drink from his beer. Cold and fresh, just the way he liked his beer to be. Kazuya on the other hand, was more of a warm sake person, man could the guy drink. Not that Trey was surprised, Kazuya was a ladder-climbing salaryman in his father's company after all.
"Hah, gotta agree with you there darling. If that happens, I'll probably try to find a place of my own, dunno about Kazuya though, but I'm pretty sure he's found someone to live with."
Taking another long drawl, Trey would lean back on the couch, as long as Kazuya was here, he'd stick by him no matter what. Not just as his personal bodyguard, but his close friend too. Not that Kazuya needed protecting, which Trey knew very well, the Japanese boy could handle himself, no sweat. It was more of taking a bullet for Kazuya if his life was ever in danger. It was something he, his older brother, and father, pledged to the Hikari family.
"What would you do darling, if this place ended up nothing but rubble? I assume you got a secondary place to go to."
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