♪ A lesson in boundaries ♪

[Skylar]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

This RP takes place on Sunday 1st February 2015.

Aliyah:
It was official. The moaning and screaming from below had reached the ultimate level of annoyance. Aliyah shot across her living room and was out the door to her apartment in no time. Her hand banged against the call bell elevator, it taking her down a floor to complain. With a quick glance around, she made her way toward the apartment directly under her own, only to hear the screams coming from the one next door. With a scowl, she began to pound at the door.

Ric:
Someone was pounding on something. My door? Why? No one ever bothered me before. I laugh as I untangle Skylar from me and then roll out of bed and land on the floor, face down. Another laugh and I almost forget about the pounding on the door until they keep at it. "Shhhhh! It's the police!" I laugh because I've heard that on television before. I grab a leg of Skylar's, just because it seemed like a good idea and try to get up off the ground, inching her off the bed. When I realize this,. I stop and stand, wobbly. I don't think to put any clothes on because I don't even think about it. It's not like I'm thinking at all with anything I do. I just walk, or stumble and I just speak and tell the pounder to hold on before whipping open the door. "Yeaaaaah?" I lean against the door in all my glory with a cheesy grin on my face

Skylar:
I wasn’t much thinking about the noise I was making. I mean who does. I’ve got much more important things on my mind. If I weren’t quite so drunk I might wonder why he’s even allowing me to scream considering he usually likes things quiet. There’s banging at the door and it starts to get annoying. I can’t drown it out, but I gave it a good go.
Ric gives in and goes to answer the door and I roll my eyes. He damn near pulled me off the bed with him trying to get himself up and off the floor, so I wrap a sheet around me and follow into the front room. Police my arse. They wouldn’t come into zombieland, not with all the army guys about.

Aliyah:
The moment the door swung open and Ric was revealed in fully nudity, Ali's blue eyes went wide. She spun around so that her back was to her brother, "Oh, ****, Ric! Put some damn clothes on! Are you kidding me?!" she snapped, feeling the sudden urge to vomit. Had she known it was Ric's apartment, she never would have come knocking. If there was a ever a time when she wished she hadn't learned about having a brother, it would have been now. This was that horror story all the siblings in school would tell...catching their brother or sister in the act. And it was just as awful as they said.

Ric:
"Some what?" I say as I look down at me and sure enough, I was naked. Oh, right. I was in the middle of something. "About what part? Me being naked or-" I stop and look behind me as i hear footsteps approaching and I tug at Skylar. "Or me having sex with her?" I whisper it as I laugh and pull Skylar into me, the sheet covering her and about half of me. "Can you believe that?" I wish I knew how I sounded because, yeah, I don't and I wouldn't say that on a regular night. Or ever.

Skylar:
“Alley cat!” I yell out as I realise who it is. I move closer and get grabbed by Ric. “Who’s naked? What? Oh ****…” I realise then how Ric opened the door and try to move slightly ore to his side before opening and adjusting the sheet to wrap it round the both of us. I look flushed, but then that’s hardly surprising. As one hand holds the sheet closed, I use the fingers of the other to try and straighten my hair a little.

Aliyah:
Skylar's sudden presence did little to sooth Aliyah's stomach, the churning only growing worse at hearing Ric use the word 'sex.' Despite being a fully grown adult, knowing you had a brother and learning about his sex life was never off the list of reasons to be childish. "Please...please...go put pants on?" she begged, still unwilling to turn around and see them. Could she believe Ric was having sex with Sky? Yes. Could she believe she just busted in on them? Nope, not yet. "Okay...look...you two are just really loud and apparently really drunk. So, I need you two to...bring it down a notch. Or twenty."

Ric:
I salute Ali with a laugh, "Aye, aye Captain." Was she always this bitchy? I lean down and give Sky a quick kiss before poking her side and disappearing down the hallway. "And I'm not drunk. I'm a shadow. She might be drunk though." I point an accusatory finger at Skylar before disappearing in the bedroom.

Skylar:
I let the guy go and wrap my sheet around me again. “Oh I’m definitely drunk.” I laugh. “Do I have to go get dressed too or can I pull off sheet chic?” She probably hasn’t seen what I’m wearing yet but I’m decent. Kinda. I look down at myself and wiggle my toes. I like toes.

Aliyah:
The blonde finally ventured a turn, hoping to find no naked bodies in the doorway. Thankfully, Ric was disappearing down the hallway. And yes, he was drunk...even if he didn't think so. "Oh, thank goodness, you are wrapped up..." she sighed, her shoulders slumping. This was all too much. So stressful. That was it...she was disowning him. "Uhm...maybe you should put clothes on, too? So I can pretend I didn't walk in on this?" she coughed, shifting her gaze away from the woman on the other side of the door.

Ric:
I put on pants. Just pants. It's all she told me to put on, so that's what I do. As hard of a task as that was. I come back a little while later to see the two of them still standing in the doorway. "Are you coming in, or just gonna gawk at Sky's fine ***?" I laugh, louder than most people would before poking her in the side again.

Skylar:
“Aw… But he went to all the trouble of getting me out of them.” I pout at Ali. As Ric returns I laugh. He’s so cute when he’s in this feisty, me like mood. I’m not sure what’s done it but I’m not going to complain. “I think that was an invite chica.” I step back from the door and then run over to Ric and tap him on butt with the flat of my left hand. “Back in a bit gorgeous. Your sister is demanding clothing form me too.” I laugh and go into the bedroom to change, leaving the door wide open.

Aliyah:
There was no way she was making it through the night without throwing up at least once. The kissy goo-goo attitudes that they seemed to have was nothing short of disgusting. It was that honeymoon phase that couples found themselves in, and from the looks of it...it only ever occurred when Ric was drunk Goody for Sky...not. "I'm not sure I want to come in...I can just...go..." she offered, throwing a thumb over her shoulder. This was awkward enough already.

Ric:
"No. We have to go soon anyways." I say as I look over at the clock on the wall. When did that get there? Oh yeah. I put it up last week. "I know, she should come with." I point between Sky and me. "Want to come with us? Be our, partner in crime?"

Skylar:
“Yeah! Let’s take alley cat with us!” I yell from the bedroom before I crash to the floor with a thud as I struggle to get my jeans on. “A little help… Please?” I’m giggling but my thigh kinda hurts.

Aliyah:
Alley Cat...where the hell had that name even come from? Part of her wanted to run for the elevator, sure their neither one would be able to follow. "Hey, I think Sky needs your help." She shoved Ric off toward the bedroom, shuddering.

Ric:
"I think it's a girl problem. You're needed." I say as I lean against the wall and hug it. It's bumpy. I never noticed.

Skylar:
I’m still giggling. “I don’t give a **** who comes and helps me. Just someone come save me from my damn jeans.”

Aliyah:
"Ric...go help her! You took them off!" she shouted, trying to pull him away from the wall. Skylar went mostly ignored, her own struggle being very real.

Ric:
I go with a shrug and help Skylar. "So are you coming or not?" I ask Ali from the other room as I help Skylar in to her pants. Why was pants always an issue with this woman?

Skylar:
I wriggle a bit as Ric helps me back into my clothes, resisting the urge to kiss him… but only just. I grab up my t-shirt and pull it over my head before slipping back into the front room. I pull my hair out from under my top and grin at Ali. “You have to come with us now. It’s almost time to leave and we’re not taking no for an answer.”

Aliyah:
"That sounds like a hostage situation..." she admitted, looking between the two of them when they came back into view. Only then did she realize she was finally in Ric's apartment. The allusive Ric lived here...the apartment he refused to let her into the first time they ever met. And suddenly, she laughed.

Ric:
"What were you doing before this?" I ask as I tug a shirt on over my head and reappear out in the main area of the apartment.

Skylar:
“Oh who gives a **** what she was doing. She didn’t give a crap when she came banging on the door now did she?” I’m not being rude, just stating a fact as I start searching for my shoes. I swear they were in the middle of the floor. I look at Ric suspiciously, since he’s the neat freak. “Ricky? Where the **** are my shoes?”

Aliyah:
"I was pretending you don't exist..." she huffed, raising her eyebrows up at him as if daring him to challenge her words. As it were, they hadn't spent much time together, and accepting the truth of their situation had still not come full circle. She couldn't help but see all the ways they were different. "Those them?" she asked Sky, pointing to a pair of shoes near a chair.

Ric:
"Funny. THat's what we were doing." I pointed to Skylar before rubbing at my temples. "I think I have a headache. Or something. Stop moving so fast, Ali. And we're going to this thing. Altaire thing. Nique is hosting it. You should come. Sky wants you to." I look at the shoes. Was she wearing those ones before Ali came here?

Skylar:
“How did you get over there?” I ask the shoes as I pick them up, wagging my finger at them.

Aliyah:
Just as she had the first time they had ever met, Ali flipped her finger up in Ric's direction, looking around the space. "So this is where you live..." she mumbled, nodding her head. "Oh, sure. I'll go, I guess,.." It was a distracted agreement to go, but it was already out of her mouth now

Ric:
"Yeah, don't touch anything by the bench. Everything else I don't really care about. But she might." I shrug my shoulders as I point to Skylar. "Maybe they grew legs." I say with a laugh before looking at Ali. Now that I knew the truth, I was trying to figure out if I should ignore the connection of our blood or keep Ali close. I was still on the fence with that

Skylar:
“Yay! Aliyah’s coming too.” I hop around and try to stay upright as I work my shoes onto my feet. I forego the heels cos, well, that would be bad. “They don’t need legs,” I tell Ric, my voice showing how much I don’t believe that’s necessary, “They have mine.” I look over at Ali. “The guitars. No touching the guitars. Anything else. Have at it.” I gesture about the room having managed to get myself into my trainers.

Aliyah:
She had no intentions of touching anything, she was only curious as to the way it was set up. Anything that might give her a better look inside the life that Ric had. She knew practically nothing about him. "What am I going to, exactly?" she finally thought to ask, whipping around with a vacant stare.

Ric:
"Going to the Altaire superbowl or anti-superbowl. Whichever. I don't like sports, so I'm just going to go. Haven't seen some people in a while." I shrug and suddenly move in front of Ali because she was looking too long at some of my things. Which, there wasn't a lot of. Most anything that had color and any form of life came from Skylar.

Skylar:
“Are we going?” I ask, looking around for things that might be needed like my tome, my keys, my phone. I grope my own breast. It must look weird but I was checking to see if I put my bra on. The answer being nope. Oh well. I shrug and start looking for things.

Aliyah:
"I need to go back upstairs, first...get my keys..." she mumbled, slowly backing away from Ric's closeness. "I'll meet you in the lobby?" she asked, not waiting for an answer before turning to go back to her own apartment.

[Roderic]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Ric:
"Yeah. That's cool." I tell Ali with a nod of my head before reaching for Skylar and grabbing her hand. "We're going. Grab whatever you need and we'll meet her in the lobby. On the main floor. I think." I didn't really ask which lobby as all the floors seemed to have them. I grab her boob since I saw her do that a second ago. "It's still there."

Skylar:
I laugh as Ric manhandles me. “Yeah I know that doofus. I was checking if I had my bra on. It must be in the bedroom still.” I shrug and drag him over to the table with me to get my stuff. “I really wish we had time to finish what we started.” I pout. It’s true. I wish we did, but it had to wait now whether I liked it or not.

Aliyah:
Reaching her apartment again, Ali entered and really considered staying there. The chances of Sky or Ric coming to get her could be slim to none. There was a chance that neither of them really wanted her to tag along, after all. With a nod, she grabbed her keys and tome. "To go...or not to go..."

Ric:
"We would never leave if you had your way." I slip away to the bedroom so we could find this mysterious missing bra. "What color was it again?" Skylar had a lot of different bras that were different styles and colors. They didn't seem practical to me, but they could be fun when I was in the mood. "I found this pink one." I say as I snatch it up from the floor. "You could just go without it. Doubt anyone would notice."

Skylar:
I laugh and shake my head. “I dunno what colour it was. You were the last one to see it. Don’t you remember?” I tease as I lean against the doorframe. “Alright. Guess I’m going commando too. That’ll be different.” I hold out my hand to him. “Let’s go handsome.” I nod in the direction of the door, but the gesture really isn’t necessary.

Aliyah:
With a groan, Ali forced herself out of the apartment, closing the door with a pretty good bang. The sudden realization that she was going as a third wheel had struck her, and it was too late to back out now. Rather than take the elevator, she took a left to the stairs, skipping down them. If Dhara had been home, she might have had an excuse to say no. But, instead, she was going to spend quality time with 'brother dearest.'

Ric:
"I'm not wearing underwear." I tell her with a small laugh before tugging on Skylar as we almost run to the elevator. I just felt like running, or not staying in one place. I feel a lot of different things. Excited. Aroused. And alert. I've noticed things I've never noticed before. Like my walls. Or maybe I had noticed those before. When the elevator comes, I push all the even buttons on them and we stop on every floor, holding the elevator. Finally we make it to the main lobby and I look for Ali.

Skylar:
Where he goes I follow. I’m pouting slightly but I’m biting my tongue for now. I hate being frustrated but I love being able to feel what Ric feels and right now it’s like he’s alive with emotions.

Aliyah:
Her feet landed on the ground floor with a thud, since she had jumped the last few steps. With a sigh, she exited the stairwell, glancing around the lobby for Ric and Sky. Finding them near the elevator, she wandered over toward them, trying her best not to notice the various other bodies that filled the space. She really needed to find a less populated apartment building. "Alright...lead the way."

Ric:
"I'm not wearing underwear because of you." I tell Aliyah as I lead the way, which is through the sewers and towards the Gullsborough train station. "We're going to Monique and Calix's place. He's my 'brother' through Nix and she's his wife. She's really nice. You'll probably like her. She doesn't really have a mean bone in her." I don't say what I want to say about Calix, but I will keep an eye on him. I saw what happened with Simone at that one Altaire event and I don't think it's right. None of my ladies were getting mixed in to that.

Skylar:
“Ricky. Shush.” I laugh and slap his arm for the underwear comment. I don’t really know these people either, so I stay quiet after that, though I may have met Monique at the Christmas party.

Aliyah:
The blonde took in the information he was spewing, following behind the pair. "I did not need to know that..." she muttered, wrinkling her nose as the sudden image of his nakedness flashed before her eyes. A violent shudder ran down her spine. "Am I even welcome at this thing?"

Ric:
I nod my head. "I told them I was bringing dates. You two." I say with a shrug. "You told me to just put pants on." I put a hand over my mouth after I said that. This was my sister and Skylar is right. She probably didn't need to know that. What the **** was wrong with me? This is the second time in about two weeks I'm talking out of my ***.

Skylar:
I resist the urge to correct him but it’s there. There’s not a place in the universe where calling your sister your date works, well, maybe there was in some remote corners of the world but that thought makes me shiver. “To be fair… And since Ric’s already oversharing. I’m not wearing underwear either… For the same reason…”I look over my shoulder and smile at Ali as I say that. I know I shouldn’t try to gross her out but I can’t help myself.

Aliyah:
So, not only does Skylar overshare, but apparently Ric did, too. No wonder the two of them worked so well together. There was never a need to worry about secrets, because everything just came out of their mouth anyway. For the second time, she rubbed at her forehead. It was becoming a constant action, it seemed. "Maybe you shouldn't take me quite so seriously next time?" she asked, kicking at a pebble on the ground. "And don't call me a date, Ric. I'm your sister. Can you even TRY to act like it?"

Ric:
"We can date. I've been on friend dates. With my sister, Juliet." I tell her with a nod of my head. "And I tell her a lot of things too." It's true, Juliet ranks high in my books in the Altaire lineage.

Skylar:
I groan. Okay now I have to say something. “You don’t date friends Ricky. We’ve been over this. You are dating me and no-one else and if you even think about cheating on me, and dating someone else I’ll figure out how to use one of the blades I make and make you a eunuch. Got it. So you better damn well start using that word right or things are going to get messy.” I actually sound angry and I kinda believe myself. That’s a little scary.

Aliyah:
The blonde snorted at Skylar's threat, raising a hand to stifle any potential laughter. "That is the funniest **** I have heard is a while," she admitted with a shake of her head. She took a glance over her shoulder at the darkness behind them, almost wishing she could disappear without their notice. Actually, she probably could. They were so wrapped in each other most of the time; it was hard to think they even remembered she was there. "But, Sky...my bet is on Ric. He handles blades much better than you, and would probably disarm you before you even had a chance."

Ric:
I look at Skylar and then at Aliyah with a grim smile and a nod. I'm sure she's right, but I don't actually verbally agree. Instead, I just give Skylar a simple reminder about how vampire things work. "I'm sure it would grow back. All appendages do. And I mean, all." I stare at them both before shrugging. "We should get the show on the road. I hate being late."

Skylar:
Aliyah’s words should probably sting but they don’t. Not really. I mean she’s right. Ric could kick my arse in an actual fight. Though I don’t think I’d be all that bad. I’m not just some girly girl that can’t hold her own… if I want to.
“Hey.”
I scowl at Ali for effect.
“I said I’d figure things out. I could beat him in an arm wrestle. Just cos I look like a wimp, doesn’t mean I am one.”
Ric chimes in and rather than trying to defuse my anger, he decides to school me instead. ******* wanker. I back hand him in the chest.
“Fine. But I’d still do it. And that’s not the point. You don’t go on dates with friends Ricky. You hang out with them. Just don’t make me have to say it again. ‘Kay?”
I’m arguing but I’m following. I can walk and talk at the same time. Kinda. Though walking in the sewers leaves me feeling a bit icky. It’s not just the smell, it’s the state of my shoes when I come out the other side. I’ve told Dillon to suck it up in the past, so have no choice but to do that myself but still. Eww.

Aliyah:
The fact that they were walking through the sewers at all suddenly registered. Her eyes drilled holes into Skylar's back as she realized it is likely for the woman's benefit. She was a Shadow, as was Ric, and that meant both of them were capable of simply taking the river. "Sky...are the sewers your only way in and out of the QZ?" she asked curiously as they walked. If it wasn't, there would be need for argument. She came to halt as the other two reached the manhole ladder, canting her head. "Oh, please. Let me!" she chirped, slipping past them and up onto the city streets. Anything is stop watching their backs and asses. It made for a boring sight.

Ric:
"Okay. Whatever." I tell Skylar, because she obviously thinks I'm planning on really dating a lot of people or something. Women. Being in the sewer doesn't bother me, I spend a lot of time there. More time than my apartment and probably more time than my cave now. "So, I'll give you the rundown of who will probably be there. Calix. he and Monique are married. They're hosting the event. Nix and her whatever he is, Blake. Maybe Juliet. Maybe Jaime. I wouldn't expect a lot more than that." I tell the both of them as Aliyah gets the manhole cover for us and makes her way up to the city streets. How weird was it to see people getting out of sewers? Didn't anyone notice by now how many people come crawling out of them?

Skylar:
I watch Aliyah scurry up the ladder. I’m not sure if she’s more eager to get away from us or the sewer itself. I wait to answer her till I’m topside and then I start brushing myself down with my hands, like that makes a difference.
“Kinda. Yeah. I mean I usually use the tome and the portal in the den to get in and out. Other than that Ricky carries me over the water. Or he can do that summoning thing he does. But yeah. If I was alone and didn’t have my tome or whatever, I guess I’d have to come this way. Though I’d end up lost cos I never come this way.”
I’m not ashamed to admit my weaknesses like some people. Though Ric’s pretty great, so he doesn’t have all that many; not outside of his personality traits and general social ineptitude that is.
“I don’t think I’ve met Calix or Monique.”
I say this to Ric but I don’t really care if I have or not. I met a fair few at Christmas and Monique may have been among them but I’m pretty sure I hadn’t met this Calix.

Aliyah:
The confession made her freeze, her eyes narrowing on the couple that she was going to be spending the rest of her evening with. "You are telling me...that we could have taken the river?" she hissed, looking at Ric, in particular. She hated the sewers, and never used them. It was the river, or the Tome. With a sigh, she realized it didn't matter, now. What mattered was the list of names Ric had mentioned, without a single one ringing any bells. "I have no idea where we are going, or who any of these people are. So...lead on. I will dutifully follow," she bowed aside, gesturing for Ric to go ahead. Naturally, that would mean Skylar went ahead, as well. The closer they got to this party of people, the more she was regretting her decision to come. She rather enjoyed being a hermit.

Ric:
I nod my head. "Could have." I shrug. "Walking won't kill any of us." I say as I climb to the main city streets. "We're going to West Towers. Ever been?" I ask either of them as I head to the train station. "We could walk and be late, or catch the train. Whatever you women prefer." I don't feel like arguing with one woman, let alone two, so will let them pick which way we go and when we get there.

Skylar:
I link arms with Ric and settle in at his side. Ali’s comment doesn’t escape me but it’s not my fault I don’t have the same super powers as them. They get stealthy, sneaky **** and I get flashy stuff and well, Dillon. I’d say I was screwed but my path is so me, that I really can’t say ****.
“Train please. Not that I’m lazy or anything but that way I get to sit on you.”
I hip bump Ric. Of course I know I stand no chance of sitting on his lap on the train. Well not no chance maybe. Not the way he’s acting right now. But yeah. If I were still human, I wouldn’t hold my breath.

[Aliyah]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Aliyah:
The blonde only nodded her head in agreement to usage of the train, since she had no desire to walk. West Towers had come across her travels of the city a time or two, but she had never been inside, nor knew a soul that inhabited any of the apartments. Apparently, that would all change tonight. "You two are disgustingly couple-y. The kind that makes others want to gag," she said with a grin in Skylar's direction, since the joke would fly right over Ric's head. Not that she cared. The man had the capacity of a teaspoon when it came to humor.

Ric:
"Maybe they should mind their own business then. Serves them right if they lost their dinners." I say. I don't think we're very couple-y as Ali claims we are. I'm just walking to the station not doing anything. Sure, Skylar's attached to me, but I walk faster, so in the end I'm keeping her on pace and with me. Two birds, one stone.

Skylar:
“Pfft. Ain’t nothing wrong with a little PDA. Especially if you’re the one getting some.”
I laugh and wink at Ali. I know she doesn’t wanna see her brother all over someone and that she’d seen enough of him to probably haunt her dreams for eternity but I just can’t help myself. I kinda, sorta, can’t get enough of him.
“Who’d of thought Ricky here had it in him?”
I sure as **** didn’t – especially not the night we met – and yet that didn’t stop me writing my number on a bill and slipping it into his hand before I left. I don’t know what it is about arses like him that I love so much but damn it if his Ric-ness and good looks didn’t leave me wanting more that night. Okay so maybe him burying his fangs into my neck had something to do with it too, but damn it if that wasn’t a rush; I kinda defy any girl not to get excited under those circumstances. Love at first bite. Maybe. I could so be one of those blood whores I saw in that episode of Buffy once. If I were human. Maybe. I look over at Ric and wonder if anyone else biting me would have the same effect and then quickly shove that thought out of my head cos, if the answers yes, I don’t wanna ******* know.

Aliyah:
She rolled her eyes at the two of them. especially Ric. "I don't think anyone wants to lose their dinner over your sorry ***, brother of mine..." she hummed, the image of his actual *** flashing before her eyes. Immediately, she clapped her hands over her eyes and rubbed at them viciously. There would be no forgetting that picture. "Are we there yet?" she intoned, practically whining at the two of them. They were the parents, and she was the irate child in a bad mood.

Ric:
"Not unless we somehow managed to time travel." I tell Aliyah with a shrug, not really giving any opinion on what Skylar said. She's obviously trying to get a rise out of me, because I don't really have anything in me, so I ignore her. I manage to unloop myself from Skylar when I grab my wallet out of my pocket and pay for my ticket. I debated paying for Skylar's but didn't want to deal with any 'Skylar' moments. And while we were at it, I might as well pay for Aliyah's. These two women seem to be forming a bond and I wasn't going to have Aliyah complaining about me not paying for her ticket and Skylar weighing in on that too. "If only our feet could go as fast as some of our mouths. We would be there already." I say as I step on to the train

Skylar:
I have no issue paying for myself but I’m not surprised when Ric buys all the tickets. He’s oddly chivalrous at times.
As we step onto the train I thump him in the shoulder.
“If you’re gonna take a crack at me Ricky, you don’t need to go beating about the bush.”
We’re barely in before the doors closed and whether we sit or stand I don’t much care. I wrap my arms around his neck, look up at him and give him an impish grin.
“I can put my lips to better use if you like. Talking’s not the only thing my mouth does as you very well know.”
Okay. I know. Ali’s here and I shouldn’t say **** like this but who cares. I’m half in the mood to jump him right here. I don’t much care who’s watching.

Aliyah:
"Oh, for **** sake!" she called out, immediately leaving the two of them to sit a bit away. There was no way she was going to listen to that talk, as she had already walked in on the two of them having sex. Heard it even. That was enough for one night, there was no doubt about that. "I will pay you back later for the ticket," she muttered to Ric before she moved too far away, because that was the last thing she was going to have hanging between them.

Ric:
"I never thought she would leave." I confess when I see Aliyah leave. I look down at Skylar and smirk a little. "I remember." I admit as I look around and take a seat. "We've got at least ten minutes." I say as I get comfortable on the train, my arms coming up to rest on the top of the bench, fingers laced behind my back and I stare at Skylar. Hard. Was I daring her? Maybe.

Skylar:
I follow where Ric goes. I love Ali and all but she can’t really compete with Ricky. No-one can.
“Oh yeah? Ten minutes eh? I don’t think you’ll last that long.”
I drop to my knees in front of him. If this was a test to see how far I’d go, he was about to learn just how committed I was to that kinda challenge, cos I wasn’t gonna stop unless he made me. Or unless Ali made me. But my money’s on him. I don’t think Ali’ll come near us now. Not till we’re done.

Aliyah:
There was no way she was going back over there, even looking over in that direction. It was one thing to talk to Skylar about her sex life when Ric wasn't around, but the two of them combined was utter torture. They needed a locked room, with padded walls, where they could **** like bunnies safely...and where her ears didn't suffer, either. It took all the self-control she had to keep her eyes trained on the window, but she managed. Thank goodness.

Ric:
My gaze hardens as I hear Skylar basically challenge me. Ten minutes? Ten minutes is nothing to me. Nothing to a vampire, really. I wave a hand to my jeans, slink down on the bench to get real comfy. This lets her know I'm accepting her challenge and have no plans of backing down any time soon. If at all. Skylar meets the challenge and isn't that far in to it when people start shouting at us and some guy is coming our way. Some guy in a uniform. He interrupts everything, which, if people weren't around, he wouldn't have been able to issue us a ticket with a hefty fine for indecent exposure and public lewdness. I take the tickets and crumple it up before I zip my pants up and give the guy a one finger salute as he turns his back to us, but doesn't move too far from us either.

Skylar:
Urgh. It’s not the first time tonight that we’re interrupted so I shouldn’t be surprised when some official looking guy tells us this isn’t the time or the place. Like I care. I’m pretty sure there’s another train carriage people could go to if they’re that bothered. Ric seems content to just let the whole thing go but me? I’m getting pretty fed up with all the interruptions.
I stand up and grab a hold of Ric’s hand, cos he’s coming with me and we’re getting this done. Conductor be damned. Dude can’t follow us into the toilets. Well he can. It just won’t do him very good.
“Come babe. Let’s go somewhere the nice man can’t moan about.”
I poke my tongue out at the guy as we pass him and half drag/half lead Ric down the carriage before locking us in the toilets. It’s not the nicest place in the world but I really don’t give a **** at this point.

Aliyah:
The commotion down at the other side made Aliyah look over, and the instant she did, she regretted it. 'Oh. hell..." she moaned, her stomach turning in the tell-tale sign she was going to throw up. In a rush, she stood from her seat and raced for the bathroom, gagging the whole way. Without bothering to close the door, she bent over the toilet and heaved, violently. Her stomach complained at its lack of conents to bring up, but her mind insisted it happen. Every muscle was tense and shaking, her eyes closing tightly. She had not just seen that, she had not just seen Ric's...or Skylar's mouth on....Another round of heaving began.

Ric:
I follow her, my eyes on the guy as we pass him. He's distracted by some old guy that smells really bad and has a glass bottle of something in between his legs. He's stumbling over his words and talking about this and that and everything under the sun, so the guy doesn't really take notice of us. When we re-emerge from the bathroom, I've got a big **** eating grin on my face. Ten minutes? I could have went twenty at least. Our hands are linked together, I'm leading her to a seat near the doors and make her sit in my lap as my arms come around her waist and secure her there. I finally look around the train and notice Ali isn't where she was at first. "Where's Aliyah?" My eyes swing the other way for her.

Skylar:
Well I enjoyed myself and I’m pretty sure Ric’s happy with the turn of events cos he actually wants me on his lap and I don’t have to ask or force the situation or nothing. I settle back against him and close my eyes. I swear I’m the worst friend ever cos I don’t even look for Ali. I figure she’s around here somewhere and she’ll come join us when she realises it’s safe to do so. Though really… was she safe? Maybe not.
“I dunno. I’m sure she’s around here somewhere.”
I reach back and pat Ric on the cheek without looking. My eyes are still closed. There’s a whole host of ideas running through my head for what Ric and I should do after the party, once we’re alone again.

Aliyah:
She didn't come out until she felt the train come to a stop and call out their stop. When she made her way through the car, she pushed past Ric and Skylar. "Don't look at me, don't talk to me...don't even acknowledge my existence," she hissed, trying to keep her stomach from doing backflips all over again. She exited the station ahead of them, and then came to a stop, looking both ways for West Towers. Realizing she was useless, she simply waited for the other two.

Ric:
"You two are friends? Really?" I ask as I stand and follow after Aliyah. I never noticed how much of a 'Debbie Downer' she was until now. I shrug, not really caring how friendly the two were or were not. I keep Skylar close to me as we head out of the train and I point to my left, indicating that was the way to get off the station and the way towards the towers. I expect Aliyah to follow, even if she's doing this whole silent treatment thing that women do for the time being and head in that direction. When we get there, I pull the door open two times before holding it open for Skylar and then letting it close after me. Aliyah did say to pretend she didn't exist. She can get her own damn door. I hit the elevator button to call it to us and once it's on the main floor, I head in, still keeping Skylar with me.

Skylar:
“Yep. Yep. Sure are.”
I stick close to Ric and follow where he leads. I’d of been happy to just stay at home and have sex tonight but he’d agreed to go or something. He’s not really the party type so I doubt we’ll be there long. I just hope he remembers to take me with him when he leaves. I check my pocket to see if I remembered my phone. Nope. I’m **** out of luck. So if he does forget me, I can’t even text him and tell him to summon me or anything. Still. The mood he’s in right now, I doubt he’ll forget me. I can probably let that thought go.
As we walk into the building I shake myself out and lean my neck from side to side to loosen myself up. I have no issues with parties and people I don’t know, this is almost like my pre-performance routine, only I don’t jump around and stuff. I don’t need to psyche myself up though. I need to calm myself down. Best not to embarrass Ricky in front of his friends. A carriage full of strangers sure. But people he knows and cares about. Yep. Best behaviour. Maybe.