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From: MSN Nicknameεïз·cнεяιε  (Original Message)Sent: 1/7/2007 7:08 PM

.The.art.of.DOMINATING

εïз . warning : by reading this roleplay, you just agreed to go down on me.

   

. Robbing you of ANY last chance you have .

The day was long gone and now nightfall had dawned upon earth, or at least where they currently were. You could see the shadows of two figures rummaging around through the blinds on a window from the outside. One of them was that of Rebecca Rancid and the other was unknown. Neither of us were able to see the other person in the room with her, although parts of him were clearly visible. His hand lay on her shoulder as he brushed the hair off her neck and whispered sweet nothing into her ear. She, however, just sat quietly with her eyes closed taking in every word as if she were meditating. The camera's manage to catch a few words that he seems to be plaguing Rebecca's mind with.

'What are you going to do, Lonneke? Did you see the way he looked at you when you met for the very first time and can you see the way he looks at you now? The cold feeling in his eyes and everytime he flinches when he sees you. He obviously doesn't have a care in the world for you.'

She distorts her face as she feels his lips kissing the back of her neck.

'But I care about you, Lonneke. I know the real you and I love the real you. No other man would be able to fullfil your needs as much as I do, especially when it comes to sex.'

A smirk appears on the face of Rebecca Rancid, whose real name is Lonneke when she hears that last line. Her eyes are now slightly open as she gazes upon her left hand and the first thing that pops out is a canary yellow diamond ring, only it's on her middle finger.

'It's a promise ring, darling. I promise to be by your side through everything. Through darkness, watching you dominate every obstacle in your way and then basking in your light with you. I want to give you what any other man could just dream of because you're worth more than anything else. You're certainly worth more than how much anyone else has told you.'

A soft chuckle is heard from the pyro princess as she pouts and raises her hand up to admire the ring at a closer view.

εïз . Rebecca : Princess cut, exactly how I like it. But for what you said, isn't that what those who are.. you know.. say to each other?

She raises her perfectly arched eyebrow slightly awaiting a response from her beloved.

'Not to the future Mr. and Mrs. Don't give a fuck.'

Giggling, she takes his hand and places a soft kiss upon it. She obviously seems to enjoy some parts of his talk as he possess much charm and power over her. Turning around and pulling his head in front of hers, she plants a soft kiss on his lips. They embrace and lock lips as the camera is back outside taking an establishing shot of the building, still not being able to see the man's face. Suddenly the sound of a door bell ringing is clearly audible.

εïз . Rebecca : Hi

Soon after the door is open, Rebecca stands there with her left hand on her hip. She is dressed casually with dark jeans and a dressy black lace top. It's early tuesday morning and she was expecting to have the paper at her door but instead, she found two unexpected guests standing on her front porch. One of them was a young girl with dark hair who looked a bit shy while the other was a slightly older woman who could possibly be an aunt or her mother. The older woman spoke to Rebecca while the young girl just stood quietly on the porch.

εïз . Mrs. Thomas : Miss Davis, it's so good to see you. May I have a word with you inside if you don't mind?
 
εïз . Rebecca : Come in.
 
She moves aside and pushes the door wide open, welcoming the two women who have come to visit her. They're now sitting on the couch where the woman explains why they've come without prior notification.
 
εïз Mrs. Thomas : Miss Davis, I hear you're a close friend of Charles Summers and I feel that leaving Olivia here with you would be more suitable. I see that you've got a hectic work schedule but I'm sure you'll make time for Olivia, won't you?
 
Rebecca shoots a glance at the young girl who's name is supposedly Olivia and shrugs.
 
εïз . Rebecca : That depends if she's comfortable with travelling. She doesn't get home sick?
 
The girl looks away shyly but not much attention is being given to her as Rebecca only speaks with the older woman.
 
εïз . Mrs. Thomas : I think it would be great if she had that opportunity. She would love your company seeing as you could be an inspirational figure in her life.
 
Taking another look at the young girl who is now staring down at her drink, Rebecca takes in a deep breath.
 
εïз . Rebecca : Why not?
 
That definitely brings a smile to the face of the woman. She places an arm on Olivia's shoulder and picks her bag up.
 
 εïз . Mrs. Thomas  : I'm sure Charlie would appreciate this greatly. Thank you and you have my number if there's any problems.
 
The woman eventually leaves and Rebecca had no one else to turn to but Olivia. She let out a sigh and walked over towards the kitchen. The silence was killing her but she felt that she could talk to the girl even though she wasn't able to hear. She brough over a glass of coke for her and sat down in front of her. Olivia was sitting on the floor, playing with a coaster.
 
εïз . Rebecca  : Well, we're soon going to have to leave here for my last match in W2K. (She pauses momentarily to look at the girl who is now just staring at her blankly.) I have a big match for the Championess title in which I have to defeat seven women for. I know you can't hear me but I'm sure you'll be seeing me with that title in my hand standing over those fallen women. I've been waiting for this opportunity for so long and now that I've got it, these whores don't stand a chance against me. There are a few girls that get under my skin but this time it'll only work against them. I'll show all the shit talkers once again why it's me that's going to take that title home because I'm NOT leaving without it.
 
Rolling her eyes, she just falls back in her chair and grabs hold of a magazine knowing the girl must not hear a thing she's saying.
 
εïз . Rebecca  : Don't worry, we aren't going anywhere now.
 
She winks at the girl who contiues to play with the blue coaster on the table.
   

Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME



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