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Post by allison on May 29, 2010 7:35:51 GMT -5
22nd January 2010 It had been a hectic week, but now it was Friday, and time to party. Ally had to be at the music store all week, as one of the employees was down with a cold, and the other could only do a couple of extra shifts. So she had to open and close each day, and each night she just ate then went to bed. Too exhausted for anything else, and normally Ally was the life of the party. Her friends had been calling or texting, and all she could say was that she was tired. It was an understatement. Each day had been crazy as the last, with a few tourists coming in. But really, she couldn't complain as business had been doing well, with a lot of items being bought. So now, the other emplyee was able to close for her, which she was grateful for. Ally went and got dressed, and soon found the outfit that she had bought a couple of weeks ago, but hadn't had a chance to wear it: Once the dress was put on, Ally put on a black short coat, as it was winter after all, and her black shoes. She applied some make up, and then fixed her hair. Ally then headed out to the kitchen area of her apartment, where her bag was, and she quickly looked at her phone. The friends she had texted had replied back, saying that they weren't able to make it. She closed her phone and sighed. Now what was she going to do? Sure she could still go out and have fun, but now it was going to be by herself. Ally shrugged, grabbing her bag, and headed out the door, and donw the stairs into the store. She then headed out the main door of the store, and locked it behind her. Ally looked and decided to head down the street to the little nightclub there. Surely she could have some fun there. Ally soon reached the entrance and the bouncer let her in. She headed towards the bar at the start of the club, and sat down in one of the soft seats opposite. Ally looked around, and it seemed that the club was rather popular. Soon a waiter stopped at her table. "Hi, what can I getcha?" Ally smiled, "I will have a Cosmo thanks." The waiter nodded, and then headed out to get her drink. Ally then placed her bag on her lap, and looked around, wondering what the night would bring.
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Post by marcus on May 29, 2010 19:21:59 GMT -5
It had been a crazy few months for Marcus Woods, in fact it was almost a year since he had found his way to New York and settled to life there with his new found family and started up a boxing hall business, where they participated in all sorts of boxing down to self defence style kick boxing lessons. Marcus was comfortable with his life, but the past couple of months had proven to be a difficult time for him. Not only had he nearly caused his new found sister to die, even if it was by complete accident, he had managed to give up on the one girl he had thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with, Jo. Now she was happily married to a vampire no less. He was happy for her, but he still couldn’t help but feel like a tool for giving up on her when she had needed him most. But it hadn’t taken long after that for Marcus to find Jules. Jules had been perfect for him; she was everything he had ever wanted in a woman. She was impish, he could throw her up in the air and catch her again she was so small and light and yet she put up a fight and look after herself.
Jules had quickly become the tonic he needed and once more he thought his life was on the right path and then she just suddenly disappeared on him. Karma was a bitch he thought, it was definite payback, it had to be. He had given up on Jo and Jules had given up on him. Marcus was in a bit of a low place the past few weeks, he hadn’t even visited his family, he had no idea how Emma was doing with her pregnancy, and how the wedding plans were going. It was almost as if Marcus had disappeared from their lives. However, he hadn’t, he has just been propping up the bar of his local every night when he had finished his shift at the boxing hall. This evening was slightly different. He went to a club instead and had already downed about three Guinness. Of course with Marcus being Irish, he was used to drinking plenty of alcohol and could hold it well, so he never usually got wasted, at least not on as little as that at any rate and he was always good at knowing when to stop.
Marcus was sat at a table toward the front of the club and noticed the stunning female who walked in and went to a table fairly near to where he was sitting. With both his previous relationship having gone bad he wasn’t sure about approaching the girl, knowing his luck recently, she would tell him that she wasn’t interested, or she was already dating, or worse, he wasn’t her type. Not that he was against same sex couplings, but it was damned embarrassing to chat up a girl only to find out she preferred women. It was at this point a couple of guys approached Marcus, he remembered them from the day Jules had been hit and he got the both of them barred from his boxing hall. They kicked at Marcus’ table knocking his drink flying. “I wouldn’t be messing with the loikes of me.” Marcus said his voice dark. He didn’t have to mention about his job and what he could do, these blokes were sure to remember him.
However, no other words were spoken by the guys, but one of them smacked Marcus in the jaw. Not that it hurt him, Marcus had impenetrable skin so he felt nothing, and nothing could hurt him. He was like superman without all of his powers. Marcus stood up then, “I told ye to leave me alone.” It wasn’t working though and the next thing Marcus knew was he was pushed and he lost his footing and balance and felt himself falling back, right into the chair and the lap of the stunning female he had seen walk in moments before. He wasn’t about to retaliate, he might have gotten thrown out, however, soon enough the bouncers came and marched out the guys who had started the fight with Marcus. He then stood up and looked around at the girl with apologetic eyes. “Ah jeez, I’m really sorry about that loike, are ye alroight love?” Marcus asked and swallowed quickly before continuing, “I mean I didn’t hurt ye or anything loike? They just came roight at me, the bloody wankers.”
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Post by allison on May 30, 2010 5:46:00 GMT -5
While she waited for her drink, Ally rummaged throug her bag, and found her phone. She put her bag beside her, and looked at what she had planned for the weekend. Looking at the calendar, it seemed she had a boring weekend ahead. Ally knew that she had to open the store tomorrow, but she didn't have to close again, which was a bonus. And thankfully her uncle never opened the store on a Sunday, so that was her one day to sleep in. But she was sure that Saturday night might be big, if she got to see her friends and hang out with them.
Soon enough the waiter came over with her drink, "Thanks babe," Ally said with a smile, and handed the money over to the waiter. She put the straw to her lips, and slowly sipped on the drink. Yep, this is what she exactly needed after a long week at the store. Now she had to find someone to actually hang out with, instead of being on her own. As she put her drink down on the table, Ally heard a commotion at the table near her. A couple of guys were having a go at another guy, who was sitting down. Ally turned to glance over, but then turned quickly, just so that the guys who were being supposed big guys wouldn't see her looking, in case they had a go at her also. She could stick up for herself, but when things like this didn't involve her she kept her nose out of.
Just as she was about to grab her drink again, Ally gasped and squealed a bit, as a body landed in her lap. Her eyes and mouth were open at the sight. But what a handsome sight it was. Ally blinked at him. "Um..." But then the bouncers came and got rid of the guys who had been harrassing this guy, who was now in her lap. Once they were taken away, Ally watched and felt the guy get up off of her, and started to apologise. All she heard was that accent. Her heart started to flutter at the sound of it. This was her weakness. Accents were her weakness. She had never met someone with the most gorgeous accent in her life.
But she soon snapped out of her trance, shaking her head, and came out in her own English accent, "No, no. I am perfectly alright." She held up her arms, and shifted her dress a little. "See. Perfectly fine." Ally then gave him a smile. "Well whoever they were, I am sure that they are being dealt with the upmost respect from the bouncers of the club." She giggled then, and slid over, to make room for the guy. "Would you want to sit down? I am sure that I am not a wanker like them." Ally then laughed a little, and waved over the waiter. "Firstly, let's get you that replacement drink."
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Post by marcus on May 30, 2010 15:46:17 GMT -5
Marcus couldn’t believe those jerks from the boxing hall that day were in the club and tried to start a fight with him. Despite being able to box it wasn’t the time or place to be fighting them back. So he hadn’t retaliated. What was embarrassing was the guy pushing him making him land in the lap of the stunning woman he had eyed off when she walked in previously. He had got up off of her quickly once the bouncers had chucked the guys out and apologised asking if she was alright. He was finding it difficult to keep his eyes off of her face, she really was very beautiful, but he had been burned by Jules and with his own foolishness over Jo, he was a bit reluctant to just jump in there again.
It would seem that the girl was a little frozen, not that he could blame her, it wouldn’t be every day a man just under six foot landed in your lap, he had no idea however that she was enthralled with his Irish accent. He was desperate to find out if he had hurt her, and was just about to ask again if she was alright, when she began to speak to him and he couldn’t help but shake his head slightly with a smile when he heard her English accent. “Ah jeez, ye’ve got no idea how good it is to hear an accent loike that makes me think of me family and me home.” Marcus was of course referring to his home country Ireland and his new found family, not that they were so newly found now.
He watched her hold her arms up and move her dress a little and then confirm that she was fine. “I’m really pleased to hear that me good woman, I would hate to think I had hurt ye. I don’t make a habit of going around and falling into beautiful women’s laps ye know?” Marcus said with a slight chuckle. The girl then smiled at him and he couldn’t help but smile back, her smile just made her look even more gorgeous. She then spoke of the guys who had been hassling him saying she was sure they were being dealt with in the upmost respect. “Aye, more than loikely.” Marcus replied with another chuckle. With a bit of luck the management would ban the guys from coming back, just like he had done a few weeks ago at his boxing hall.
She then asked if he wanted to sit down saying she was sure she wasn’t a wanker like them. He shook his head and actually grinned, “Aye, I’m pretty sure ye aren’t a wanker love. And I’d sure love to sit down loike.” Then Marcus did just that, taking a seat opposite the girl and once more found that it was very difficult to avert his eyes from her face. In a few ways she was quite like Jules and yet she was very different. He then saw her wave over the waiter and comment about getting him a replacement drink. “That sure sounds good to me, me good woman.” Marcus replied and then put his hand up to his head; still feeling like a bit of a twat for having fallen on her, but then it wasn’t like he had planned it.
“So, does the good woman have a name loike? I’m Marcus Woods meself.” He said as he introduced himself, smiling at her with his eyes sparkling.
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Post by allison on May 30, 2010 16:15:01 GMT -5
Ally saw that the guy was continually looking at her, and wondered what he was thinking. Maybe she had something on her face or something. But she was also looking at him, though it was because of his accent, which she was loving very much. Ally soon told him that she was okay, holding up her arms and moving her dress a little. When she spoke, Ally saw that smile on the guy's face, and seemed he was happy that she was okay. But then he spoke, and she smiled a little. "I am glad for you. I myself have heard nothing more than American accents, which I am fine with. But hearing your own... It has just made me stop and admire it."
When he commented on being pleased to hear that he hadn't hurt her, and that he didn't make it a habit of falling into beautiful women's laps, she raised her eyebrows. "Really? I thought maybe that that was how you got a woman's attention back in Ireland." Ally laughed a little, and then took a sip of her drink. She then turned back to the guy, and then around at the club. It seemed that the club had done back to normal, after the little drama that had just happened. She had then commented about how the guys were going to be dealt with, and nodded when the guy spoke. "Good. I would hate for any other people to have to go through what you just did. I am not sure whether I would be available to catch them all."
Ally smiled at Marcus, when he told her that he was sure she wasn't a wanker, and then sat down opposite her. So it seemed that she wasn't going to have a boring night after all. At least the company would be good, rather than looking like a complete idiot on a friday night, all alone. Ally saw that he was looking at her again, and gave him a grin. She then decided to get the waiter to get him a replacement drink. As she waited for the waiter came over, Ally looked in the corner of her eyes, seeing him put his hand to his head. She instantly turned around. "They did not hurt you, did they?" A look of concern came over her, wondering if she should ask the waiter for ice.
He then asked her if she had a name, and then told her his name. Ally smiled, and then reached over with her hand to introduce herself. "Hello Marcus Woods. Allison Paxton." She gave him a bright smile, and then soon saw the waiter come over, now standing at their table. Ally let go of Marcus' hand, "So what did you have to drink before the men harrassed you."
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Post by marcus on May 30, 2010 17:55:47 GMT -5
When the girl commented on his accent making her stop and admire it, he grinned cheekily at her, it was good to know that his accent was pleasing her. Mind you the amount of girls who had stared at him and admired him from afar was amazing and yet Marcus had no idea he was such a handsome man. “Well, if all ye’ve been hearing are American accents, then maybe ye need to spend some toime with me and me family, they’re all English, I’m the only one with an Oirish accent, but there’s a bit of a story to that one.” Marcus wasn’t sure if he could be bothered going through the story of how he was in America again and why he was Irish while his family were English. If she asked, he’d tell, but he wasn’t going to offer the information, besides it might just be enough to bore her to tears.
Marcus couldn’t help but laugh out at the girl’s comment about getting a woman’s attention back in Ireland by falling into their laps. “No, I can honestly admit I have never done that, but ye’ve made me think and now I got to ask ye, what if I fell into your lap on purpose.” He asked raising his eyebrow and chuckling. He was thinking of all the corny chat up lines he could have used on the girl, like was her dad a thief, because he must have stole diamonds to put into your eyes and, did it hurt when you fell from heaven, no, looking at her, she was too good for those corny chat up lines. When Marcus had commented that the bouncers would deal with the jerks with the upmost respect the girl replied saying good and how she would hate for others to go through what he did as she might not be able to catch them all.
Marcus laughed again a little, and then just grinned at her, “Well, what if I was to say to ye, I wouldn’t want ye catching any other guy? I’m kinda loiking the idea of being the only one to fall into your lap ye know.” Now that was a blatant flirt as Marcus’ charm came flooding out of him without even thinking. Oh god he thought to himself, so much for not jumping in, oh well, too late now, just better pray that you don’t get a slap on the face for your efforts. Then he decided to hopefully make it better by adding, “Sorry, I don’t know where that came from loike.” Marcus didn’t do love at first sight, not until he had met Jules and look how that had turned out. Now he felt like he was about to repeat history, not good considering how it all turned out with Jules.
As Marcus couldn’t stop looking at her, he caught that grin she gave him, which made him return one of his own. God she really was beautiful, she was melting Marcus’ heart, a few weeks ago he never thought another woman would be able to do that again, he had all but given up on ever finding love and being able to settle down with the right woman. Not that he was looking at this girl as the right woman, hell he didn’t even know her name, yet, but she could be and that was all that mattered to Marcus right now. Marcus had then put his hand up to his head thinking how much of a twat he had been for falling on her, which had prompted her to turn and ask if they had hurt him. He gave her a weak smile.
“Nah they didn’t hurt me love, don’t worry.” He replied and then leaned in closer, thinking that he had met enough specials by now that it could be safe enough to tell her about his ability. “I got this ability ye see, my skin is impenetrable, I can’t get physically hurt in anyway.” He thought he might as well get off on the right foot with this girl and be honest from word go. Marcus had then asked the girl if she had a name and gave his own. The girl reached her hand over and then introduced herself. Marcus took the offered hand and kissed the back of it, “Well, I’m pleased to meet ye Allison Paxton to be sure.” The waiter then approached and Ally asked what he had been drinking before the wankers had harassed him. He smiled at her, “I was drinking Guinness, so moight as well make it the same thing thanks, although I think it should be me who should be buying your good self a drink.” He chuckled and winked, well traditionally it would be Marcus buying the female the drinks, but times had changed, and Marcus had changed quite a lot since finding his new family, he wasn’t quite so old fashioned when it came to romance.
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Post by allison on May 31, 2010 4:58:16 GMT -5
Ally listened to what the guy said, and when he mentioned that she should spend some time with his family as they are English, she smiled at him. She slowly nodded, when he mentioned that he was the only one with the Irish accent, and that there was a bit of a story to that. Ally liked hearing stories, but she wondered if he wanted to tell it to her, even though he probably had told it a few times already. "If you wish to tell me I will allow you to. I have no one really to listen to, or talk to tonight. So you might as well speak about it, whenever you are ready of cause."
Ally laughed a little, when the guy said that he hadn't falling into girl's laps before. She raised her eye brows a little, when he asked her what if he had done it on purpose. "I am not sure. I think I would have been able to recognise if it was an accident, and if you had fallen just to get my attention. I am smarter than I look." Ally gave him a sideways glance, and then smirked. She was liking this little bit of flirting that was so obvious to her.
For some reason she had come back to him, and said that she hoped that they were dealt with, in regards to the guys who had bullied him, because she wouldn't be available to catch them all. She laughed along with the guy, but then he spoke in reply to what she said, and it made her sit up a bit, and blinked. Ally was kind of taken aback by what he said, and that was a first. Normally she would have a comeback, but nothing. She looked down at her glass, and knew all too well what he was getting at. He then apologised, which made her look at him. Ally shook her head. "It is alright. But I have to admit never heard that one before." She didn't laugh as it wasn't the right moment.
Ally was relieved that he hadn't been hurt at all. She didn't know any sort of first aid if he had needed it. Ally then watched as he lent in closer, wondering what he wanted to say. She leaned in also, getting quite close to him. As she listened, she didn't feel surprised at all at what he said. She knew that there were so many people who had abilities, that it sometimes was not surprising to meet one at least once a day in her line of work. "That is a nice ability to have. And if you are telling me this, then I will tell you about mine. I have the ability called Musical Empathy. If I listen to a certain album, an ability comes about, and I can use it. I have four abilities that I am aware of, through four very different albums. I may have to show you what they are one day." Ally gave him a bit of a smile, a cheeky one at that.
Once Ally had offered her hand, and her name, Marcus, took it, and then kissed the back of it. The biggest smile came over Ally's lips, when he kissed her hand, feeling a little tingly inside, and nodded. "Likewise." Then the waiter came over, and she asked Marcus what he had to drink before. Ally nodded in acknowledgement of what he said, but then held up her half drunk drink. "Well if you insist, then I will allow you to buy the next one." She gave him a smile, and told the waiter what he wanted, watching them leave.
Ally sat back, and twiddle her straw in the drink, then looked up at Marcus. "So, what about that story of yours? Want to talk about it now, or would you rather leave it? I have no where to be myself. My so-called companions are living their own lives tonight, leaving me all on my own." Ally picked up her drink then, and waited to see what Marcus wanted to tell her. If he didn't that was fine with her, as she knew that some things were hard to talk about.
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Post by marcus on May 31, 2010 14:40:42 GMT -5
{ooc - I wasn't sure if you could be bothered hashing over his past again - what with already being there with Jo - but I guess Ally is a different character and I don't mind, if you don't.}
When Marcus had made the comment that he was the only one in the family who had an Irish accent while the others were English he had said that there was a bit of a story to it. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell the girl, it was more that he didn’t want to bore her with the details. He gave her a weak smile when she said he could tell her when he was ready. “I don’t moind telling ye loike, but so long as ye’re sure ye really want to hear it.” He gave her a slightly warmer smile then before continuing, “It’s just that I don’t want to bore such a pretty woman to death if ye get me.” He chuckled a little and followed it with a wink. Ever since coming to America and being with his family he had come out of his shell a lot, almost a year ago Marcus would never have been quite so, well flirtatious.
When Marcus had asked the girl what if he had fallen into her lap on purpose, she raised her eyebrows a little at him, and then said she wasn’t sure, but she thought she would be able to tell if he had done it on purpose or not and that she was smarter than she looked. This made Marcus grin, “Aye, well it was an accident as it happens, but a rather noice one I have to say.” Marcus chuckled a little and then just grinned at her. Before those guys had harassed him and caused him to fall into the girl’s lap he had been feeling really down just like every other day that week so far, but now, now he was finding he couldn’t stop smiling. It was nice, and definitely a good sign, but was it all happening too quickly?
Then Marcus’ Irish charm got the better of him, when he said that he liked the idea of being the only who fell into her lap. It was like a little bit of jealousy slipped out and he couldn’t understand it, he had only met the girl and didn’t even know her name yet. He didn’t get much of a reaction from her other than one which looked like total shock or maybe surprise and then he did the only thing he felt he could do to make it better and apologised, saying he had no idea where it had come from. He just gave her a weak smile as she replied to him saying it was alright but she had never heard that one before. Well, that’s because nobody else has probably thought you were the best woman they’d ever laid eyes on, and thank god he said that in his thoughts, out loud he said, “Well, a first toime for everything, aye?” However he looked away for a second, feeling slightly awkward. Why couldn’t he have said all of that toward the end of the night when they had gotten to know one another a bit more?
After Marcus had confirmed that he hadn’t been hurt, he had lent in to the girl and quietly told her about his remarkable ability. He didn’t think there would be much of a problem in telling her, there were so many of them about these days. He smiled as she came closer toward him too and then said it was a nice ability to have and then went on to tell him about her own. Marcus nodded his head as the girl spoke explaining about her ability and that she should show it off to him one day and then gave him a bit of a cheeky smile. He grinned at her and raised an eyebrow, “That’s a pretty damn good ability ye got there too ye know. So instead of just having one, ye have four, but ye can only use one at a toime?” Marcus asked trying to understand the ability she held and then he continued, “Aye, well that moight be kind of noice ye know. Getting to see how your ability works, I’d loike that.” Marcus said thinking that it would be good to have a friend again. Well he had friends at the boxing hall, but they weren’t the same, he worked with them, it would be good to have a friend he could socialise with who he didn’t see every day at work.
After introductions were made and Marcus had kissed the back of Ally’s hand he saw that smile, and it made him smile back and when he said it was good to meet her, she said the same about meeting him, so maybe his luck was going to change tonight after all. Then the waiter had come over which prompted Ally to ask what Marcus had been drinking before. After he replied adding that it should be him buying her a drink he had to smile as he watched her lift up her glass and say he could buy the next one if he insisted. “Aye, I do insist, so ye’re on, I’ll buy ye your next drink.” He then watched as the waiter went off to get him another Guinness. Ally then sat back and he watched as she twiddled with the straw in her drink and then looked up at him before speaking, asking about his story and what about telling her now. It sounded like she had the time to listen, so he gave her a warm smile, “Well, since ye seem to have nothing better on your agenda tonoight, I could tell ye, but ye don’t go blaming me if ye feel loike falling asleep, deal?” Marcus said with a bit of a laugh and then swallowed.
“Basically I was raised in Ireland even though I was born in England. Me mam and dad had me when they were really young and they didn’t think they’d be able to cope. So me uncle, that was me dad’s brother said he and his wife could raise me as they couldn’t have kids of their own. Me folks agreed but on the condition they passed a letter to me when I was eighteen telling me who me real parents were and why they didn’t raise me.” Marcus stopped for a break; he was trying to explain it all in the quickest and easiest way possible. “I never got the letter on me eighteenth as it happens. Then one day we were flying to go on a holiday when the plane crashed, everybody died except for me, that’s when I found about me ability. Found the letter in me ‘folks’ personal effects.” He used his fingers as quotation marks when he said folks, because they weren’t really his folks and he figured that was enough for her to digest, so he stopped talking about it for now, leaving out the part that he was hunted in Ireland for being the freak survivor.
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Post by allison on Jun 6, 2010 20:53:56 GMT -5
Ally nodded as he spoke more about making sure that she did want to hear the story. Then said that he didn't want to bore such a pretty woman to death. She put her hand up. "Just tell me when you are ready and have made up your mind. I will listen, alright?"
Ally smiled at the guy, when he confirmed that it was infact an accident him falling into her lap. "Okay, I believe you... this time." She gave him a sly grin, and smirked to herself. It seemed that his doing that had kind of broken the ice of them meeting up. And without thinking, Ally looked at him, "And it was nice," she quietly said to him. Now it seemed that she was some sort of attracted to him. Normally Ally was quite the proper woman, but maybe not right at this minute. If her mum could see her right now, she would be disgusted.
Once it was confirmed that the guy's hadn't hurt him, he had told her of his ability. It didn't shock her or anyting, as she had her own ability, with little ones interlaced into it. When he commented on her ability, Ally smiled, kind of proud of her ability. "I know. I was very much surprised as each ability introduced itself to me. And alright, I will have to think of a time and place for me to introduce the abilities to you as well." Ally smiled, and then began to wonder where she could infact demonstrate them. Somewhere where there was a lot of space and no one in sight, although humans knew of their existance.
"That will be fine," Ally said, as Marcus said that he would buy her next drink. The waiter soon left to obtain Marcus' drink, and Ally then asked him to tell her the story. She nodded at what he said at the beginning, and smiled at what he said, looking down at her drink for a second, "I am sure that I will not fall asleep. I dare say that I will be sure to keep awake at the sound of your voice." Ally swallowed at what she said, and instantly picked up her drink to break the awkward silence. Why had she said that? It was because you love the accent, she thought to herself. She just wanted to smack herself one.
Ally sat back, to hear the story that Marcus had to say to her. She nodded a few times, and concentrated on what he was saying. Just hearing what he thought he believed, and finding out something else was truly sad. Ally slowly put down her drink on the table, and began to play with her hands under the table. Though her eyes never left Marcus', she wanted to keep her complete attention on him. Once he finished, Ally quietly sighed. "I am not sure what to say to any of that Marcus. I kept thinking that you have had such a terrible time. Nothing of what my life has been like can ever amount to that. I seem to have had it easy compared to you." She looked down at her hands, thinking that she didn't deserve someone like this. Someone who seems to need all the support she can give.
Ally swallowed again, and got up off the seat, and stood near where Marcus was sitting. "I do not think that you need to sit here, wallowing in any sorrow right now." She then gave him her brightest smile, gesturing for him to take her hand. "What you need, Marcus, is a good time. And I think I was in the right seat at the right time, to give that to you." Once he took her hand, Ally led the way out of the bar, and headed down the street a bit to a small club. As she got closer to the door, she could hear the music, and it made her smile.
Once the bouncer let them inside, she heard the song One Minute by Kelly Clarkson. She stopped right next to the dance floor, and lent in to whisper to Marcus, "I hope that I can keep my ability under control. This song is off one of the albums that gives me Super Speed." Ally pulled away, and then led the way to the dancefloor.
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Post by marcus on Jun 8, 2010 18:10:45 GMT -5
Marcus gave Ally a weak smile when she put up her hand and told him to tell her when he was ready and that she would listen. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell her, he just didn’t want to bring himself down and he certainly didn’t want to bring Ally down with him. He probably would tell her, it was good to talk to someone who wasn’t so close to the situation, so to speak he then replied giving her another weak smile, “Aye, alroight then.”
When Marcus then confirmed that his falling into her lap was indeed an accident, Ally smiled at him and then said she believed him this time and he saw that sly grin she gave him. He began to chuckle then and ran his hand through his short hair. “I’m glad ye believe me loike, but I have to say looking at ye, I’m surprised ye haven’t had more guys falling for ye know.” Then to himself he said, because I know I have. Yes it was true; Marcus had already fallen in lust with Ally. She was stunning and she seemed to like a good laugh, and to top it off she was British. Marcus had added that it was a nice accident and he couldn’t help but smile with his eyes twinkling when Ally agreed that it was a nice accident. “I’m glad ye agree.” He replied he couldn’t help it; he just had to say it. There was just something about this girl which was bringing out the charm in Marcus right at this moment.
They then got to talk about the fact they both had powers by being a Special Human, Marcus liked his he just didn’t like the fact that twice he had been unable to use it to shield those who he cared about. Ally’s power seemed to be really good and he was very interested in as she spoke about it some more. Ally then said she would have to think of a time and place to introduce the abilities to him, and he couldn’t help but grin. “Aye, well anytoime suits me loike, I can always make meself available, no matter the day or toime.” The reason why he said that was because he knew he could get his assistant to cover for him whenever he needed to get time away from the boxing hall.
Marcus had then said he would buy Ally her next drink and he gave her a nod of his head and a smile as she replied saying that would be fine. Ally had then asked him to tell her his story and he had told her that she wasn’t to blame him if she began to fall asleep. When Ally replied he couldn’t help but look right at her into her eyes, holding the gaze. “Ye loike me voice then do ye?” Marcus asked, knowing full well that’s what she had been referring to when she said his voice was sure to keep her awake. “It’s funny ye know, most women seem to want me to talk to them all the toime, always wondered what it was loike, guess it must be me accent.” He was sort of teasing her, and he just grinned at her as his eyes twinkled. Well as it happened, Marcus could have sat and listened to Ally all night too, her accent was driving him insane.
The waiter soon came back with Marcus’ new Guinness just before he was about to tell Ally his long winded story in a short version. He kept taking sips of his drink between telling her everything and noticed that she seemed to be listening intensely to everything he was saying with a few nods of the head every now and then. When he was finished telling her his story he heard her sigh gently and then she spoke to him. He just gave her a weak smile as she said she didn’t know what to say to any of it other than she couldn’t help but think he had a terrible time. She then said that she seemed to have it easy compared to him. He took some more of his Guinness, quite a lot of it this time, and then looked back at her holding his gaze with her eyes one more. “Nah love, it doesn’t matter what ye’ve gone through in your loife, it moight not be as bad as some people’s, but it’s always bad to the individual, so don’t go thinking that ye’ve been better off than me, I’m sure whatever ye’ve found tough in your loife was tough for ye.” Marcus tried to explain wondering if any of what he had said made any sort of sense. He knew what he was trying to say, he just wasn’t sure if he had said the right words.
The next thing Marcus knew Ally was getting up from her seat and making her way toward him and spoke saying she didn’t think he should be sitting there wallowing in any sorrow at that moment and then she gave him a bright smile and gestured for him to take her hand. He looked up at her, running his hand through his hair and gave her a bright smile back wondering just what she was about to do. He quickly finished the rest of his Guinness and then stood up taking her hand and Ally continued to talk saying that what he needed was a good time and that she reckoned she was in the right seat at the right time to give that to him. Well he wasn’t going to argue with that, she was gorgeous and he loved her accent just as much as she seemed to love his. “I’m not going to argue with ye, it’s been a while since I had a good toime with such a beautiful woman loike.” He then allowed Ally to lead him out of the bar and soon enough they were making their way to a club.
They were soon inside the club and Ally led them to the dance floor and then whispered into Marcus’ ear that the song playing was from one of the albums which gave her one of her abilities and hoped she would be able to keep it under control. The ability was that of Super Speed. Then she led the way to the dance floor. Once they were positioned on the dance floor Marcus couldn’t help but then lean and whisper into her ear, “Well if ye start smoking I’ll let ye know.” He then winked at her and chuckled. He wondered why he was on the dance floor, it wasn’t even as if he was that great a dancer, but he wasn’t about to knock back a good time with Ally, so he began to move to the beat of the music.
As he moved along with Ally, he kept wondering if a low number would come on at one point, because the longer he spent time with her, the more he wanted to just get to know her some more and he suddenly had this urge to want to dance slowly with her, so he could wrap his arms around her waist and pull her close to him.
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Post by allison on Jun 16, 2010 3:18:41 GMT -5
Ally raised her eyebrows a little, when Marcus said that by looking at her, he was surprised that she hadn't had more guys falling for her now. She gave him a playful smirk, and tilted her head slightly to the right. "Is that right? Again another thing that I have not heard from a man before." Ally then looked down, feeling a smile creep along her mouth, and then looked back up at Marcus. Maybe this was the man she was meant to meet that night. Maybe it was fate that her friends weren't meant to come with her, and she was meant to come to this place alone, and somehow meet Marcus. When Ally had said that she would have to think of a time and place to introduce the abilities to him, Marcus grinned at her, replying. "Is that right? Well then I will just have to make the time suit myself then, and make you work around me." She snickered and then grinned at him. So it seemed that he was able to be flexible with her, which she was liking. It wasn't like she had much tying her down either, but still, she liked to plan things a head sometimes, so she would work on a good time and place, then get back to him. When Ally had made it clear that she wouldn't fall asleep, and that she would keep awake at the sound of his voice, Marcus commented on what she had just said. "Maybe just a little," Ally said, grinning. Maybe a lot, she wanted to say. He then added more, commenting about women who had wanted him to talk to them all the time, and now he guessed it must have been his accent. "I think you have the answer. I have cleared your conscious of that little bit of wondering." Ally sighed quietly to herself, loving how he was grinning at her, and the accent was just the icing on the cake for her. Marcus' new drink had come, then Marcus told her his story. She just couldn't believe what he had gone through, it was indeed a lot for him to talk about, most probably a lot of things that had really broken his heart. Just thinking about it was making her feel sorry for all that he had gone through. Ally soon replied to what he had said, then Marcus replied. It seemed that he was going a long way around trying to explain that whatever she had been through might have been not so tough in other people's eyes, but would have been for her. "I understand what you are saying, Marcus. Though compared to what you have been through is enough for me to hope you are doing better." After this little bit of down time, Ally decided to bring up his spirits, getting up, telling him that he shouldn't be sitting here wallowing in any sorrow. She had then put her hand out for him to take, which he did, after drinking the rest of his Guinness. Once he was up, she added that what he needed was a good time. When he replied, Ally gave him a bright smile. "Good. And thank you." She then turned and led them towards the club down the street. They were soon inside, and she had led them to the dance floor. Ally had soon taken notice of the song, and had whispered to Marcus that the song was off one of the albums that gave her super speed, and hoped that she could keep it under control. Ally then walked onto the dancefloor, leading Marcus to a good spot. Once they were settled, Marcus then leant in and whispered in her ear, stating that if she started smoking then he would let her know. She nodded slowly, "Why thank you Marcus. Such a gentleman. Let a poor woman strike up the attention first before acknowledging what she is doing." Ally giggled then, and began to move to the music, along with Marcus. He wasn't a bad dancer, but the company was the main idea for this little dance session. Ally looked around, and spotted some guy trying to act cool, and dance with some hot woman near them. She discreetly pointed the guy out to Marcus, and had to giggle a little at the sight. "Some people should not be allowed out in public. I don't like being mean, but really someone should tell him." She laughed a little, then the song mashed in with the next song, which happen to be a slow song. Ally tried to figure out the song, but soon realised what it was. "Oh my gosh, I love this song." Ally soon realised that it was I'm Ready by Bryan Adams. "Do you want to sit down while it is a slow one? I don't mind." She was so close to him now, all she felt like doing was leaning her head on his shoulder and just enjoy the moment.
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Post by marcus on Jun 16, 2010 19:47:21 GMT -5
When Marcus said that he was surprised she hadn’t had other guys falling for her before now he saw Ally raise her eyebrows slightly and then tilted her head and smirked asking him if that was right and adding that she hadn’t heard from a man before. He grinned at her again, “Aye well, first toime for everything loike ye know.” He then laughed a little, “I’m full of useless information loike.” Marcus was really beginning to like this girl, she seemed full of fun and could very well be a match to him in the teasing and joking, maybe it was because they were both British.
Ally had then said she would have to think of a time to show off to him what her abilities could do and Marcus had said that he could make himself available no matter the date or time and he couldn’t help but grin again when she asked if that was right and added that she would have to make the time suit herself and have him work around her. He saw her snicker at that knowing that she was sort of messing around with him, but Marcus found that he was enjoying it. “I’d be happy to work around ye loike, ye just have to name the date and place and toime, and I’ll be there guaranteed.” He smiled and winked at her, he knew that he could get Rory to take care of the boxing hall in his absence, hell he had done it enough during Marcus’ low moments after calling it quits with Jo and again when Jules had disappeared on him.
Marcus had to grin back at Ally when she said that maybe she did like the sound of his voice a little, “Maybe I should keep talking then loike, anything to keep me good woman happy.” Marcus was definitely enjoying the playful banter going on between them both. When Marcus had then teased Ally some more saying that he guessed the reason why women always wanted him to talk was due to his accent he had to laugh when she said that he had his answer and that she had cleared his conscious of that little bit of wondering. “Aye, it would seem ye did loike. But I have to say to ye, your own accent is driving me insane as well.” Even though his family had English accents, they weren’t like Ally’s, for some reason Ally’s seemed better somehow.
After Marcus’ new drink had arrived he had gone into his story which had prompted Ally to say that she seemed to have had it easy in life compared to him. Marcus had then tried to explain in a very long winded fashion that what others might not have seen as tough in her life would have been for her, thankfully she seemed to understand what he had been trying to say. “Phew, I’m glad ye understood loike because I was beginning to confuse meself. But to answer your question, I am doing a good bit better now as it happens. Foinding me blood parents and me siblings turned me loife around.” Marcus had found his feet in New York, got the loan from the bank to start up his boxing hall and had been making such good money through it, that he had already paid back the loan from the bank and was more than making a profit on a daily basis.
It hadn’t taken long for Ally to then try and lift Marcus’ spirits by suggesting they go to a club close to where they currently were. Marcus wasn’t about to knock back fun time with such a gorgeous girl who seemed to be full of fun, so he downed the rest of his Guinness and told her that he wasn’t going to argue with her and that it had been a long time since he’d had fun with a beautiful woman. Ally said good and then thanked him, “You are most welcome me good woman.” Then Marcus allowed for Ally to lead the way to the club she spoke of.
Once they were inside Ally seemed to waste no time in leading them to the dance floor and soon enough Ally had commented that the song playing was off one of the albums which gave Ally her speed and she hoped it didn’t kick into play. Marcus had teased her saying if she began to smoke as she was dancing he’d let her know but he had followed it with a wink and a chuckle. This prompted Ally to reply with a thank you and how he was such a gentleman for letting her strike up attention before telling her what she was doing. He began to chuckle again, “Well, I wouldn’t let ye smoke for too long loike, I mean I moight not even see it meself right away.” He just laughed some more then still enjoying the banter going on between them.
So they both moved along to the beat of the music even though Marcus knew he wasn’t the best guy dancing on the dance floor, but he was more concerned about the company he was with and he was growing more attached to Ally by the second.
When Ally pointed out the guy who was trying to act all cool dancing with this hot woman he couldn’t help but chuckle at what Ally said about the guy saying she didn’t like being mean but someone should tell him. Marcus was almost going to shout something out but then he thought that Ally might not appreciate it, what if it started a fight. Instead he laughed some more, “Aye, well if it hadn’t been for the earlier scuffle I managed to get meself into without trying, I moight have been tempted to say something, but I don’t want to get a black eye for me troubles loike ye know?” He winked at Ally and chuckled some more as he shook his head and averted his eyes from the guy Ally had pointed out and found himself locking his eyes with Ally instead.
Just as he had begun to hope that a slow number would come on because he had this sudden urge to dance slowly with Ally and hold her close to him, the song mashed into a slow one as if luck would have it. However he wondered if Ally would suggest sitting this one out. When Ally spoke, she didn’t suggest they sit down but did ask if he wanted to sit down and that she didn’t mind. Marcus found himself shaking his head, “Nah, I wouldn’t moind dancing to this with ye, I was actually just thinking, or hoping that a slow song would come on, so I could do this.” Marcus then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled Ally to him and then gently bent his head down and kissed her on the forehead. He wasn’t about to kiss her on the mouth, not that he didn’t want to, he just didn’t want to initiate it too soon.
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Post by allison on Jun 24, 2010 7:17:15 GMT -5
As Marcus spoke, saying that he was full of useless information, all Ally could do was smirk, shaking her head. "Well I might have to test that theory." Ally pushed her lips out a little, then giggled, licking her lips a little. She was beginning to really like how this guy worked, and how she so willingly played off of him. It had been a long time since she had been able to muck about with a guy, who she was having feelings for already.
When Ally said that she would give him a time that would suit her, making him work around her. She smirked again when Marcus replied saying that he would be happy to work around her, and would be there guaranteed. Ally couldn't help giving him a cheeky grin, "Good, and it is settled. I will get back to you definately about the details." She then wondered what time would suit her, knowing that hopefully next week wouldn't be as full on as the week that was almost done, had been.
After Ally had said that she liked the sound of his voice a little, Marcus had then said that he should keep talking, anything to keep her happy. "Well I won't argue with that." Ally snickered to herself, and shook her head. What am I doing, she thought, I am just creating this huge fire from this little spark. But in all honesty to herself, she was liking Marcus more and more. Then Marcus put out there that her own accent was driving him insane as well. Ally looked at Marcus, eyes smiling at him, finding it hard to give him a quick reply back. All she could do was grin, then look down at her hands. Ally then looked up at Marcus, "Well then we will have to just continue to converse with each other, to keep our accents open to each others ears." That sounded like a good plan to her.
Soon after Marcus told Ally his story, and she had replied, kind of shocked at what he had been through. When he tried to explain something to her, Ally truly understood where he was coming from, and what he was trying to say. It seemed like it was a relief to him, and she smiled when he replied. "I am glad that you are doing okay. And I am sure that your siblings love you as much as you obviously love them. I have one older brother by almost three years. He is still in Middlesex, England, where I came from. I only moved here because my uncle was going to sell his music store, which I now own half of, and live above."
Soon after, Ally had made the decision to take Marcus out of his wallowing, and take him to a club to have some fun. She led the way to the club, and walked in, leading Marcus to the dancefloor. After the conversation went from him letting her know if she was smoking or not due to her ability, they began to dance to the music playing. Ally was conscious the entire time of what she was doing, but then the look of a guy trying to dance had caught her attention, was making her laugh a little. She had soon pointed him out to Marcus, and spoke of someone telling the guy that he should be allowed out in public, in regards to how he was dancing. Marcus replied, and she nodded. "I can understand that. You would not want to be harrassed two times in one night." She then looked back at Marcus, who was now looking at her also, and she gave him a warm smile, as she continued to dance to the music.
Once the song was finishing, a slow song moved to fill in the gap of the other one, and Ally wasn't sure what Marcus would want to do. She asked if he wanted to sit down, as she didn't mind. Marcus shook his head, which made her continue to look at him, wondering what he might say. Ally listened to what he said, then watched as he brought his arms around her waist, and pulled her to himself. She felt her heart beating a bit faster, and then his lips met her forehead, kissing it. Ally felt her eyes close at the feel of his lips on her skin, and she absentmindedly murmured at the touch. Once he had moved his lips away, Ally looked at Marcus. "Well I hope you won't mind if I do this." She brought her hands up to his face, and leaned in, planting her lips on his.
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Post by marcus on Jun 26, 2010 20:53:53 GMT -5
Marcus had to chuckle out loud when Ally said she might have to test the theory that he was full of useless information. With his eyes sparkling as always he grinned at her and replied, “Well I moight loike ye to test that theory.” Yes there was a definite spark going on between him and Ally and he was finding that he liked it, as these feelings he had already for Ally continued to build.
Then Ally said that she would definitely get back to him about details for showing off her powers to him. Marcus grinned at her and then replied, “I look forward to it loike.” He just knew that whatever day and time she suggested he would make sure he was available even if he had to get his assistant to take over the boxing hall for him. That was the good thing about having an assistant you could trust so well, he could just throw Rory in at the deep end at a moment’s notice and he took care of everything just grand.
Marcus had then said he should keep talking, anything to keep her happy because she said she liked his voice, and he couldn’t help but to chuckle a little when she said she wouldn’t argue with it. So Marcus had then told Ally that her accent was driving him insane as well and he found himself nodding his head with a grin at her response when she said they should continue to converse to allow them to hear the other’s voice. “Aye, that sounds loike a good idea to me.” As he looked at her with his eyes twinkling he couldn’t help but think to himself, was he about to snare a British girl in America? What were the odds of that he wondered? Then had to mentally slap himself, wasn’t his own sister British and in America?
After Marcus had told his sad story, Ally said she was glad he was doing okay and that she was sure his siblings loved him as much as he loved them. He smiled nodding his head in agreement to that, but didn’t speak as Ally had continued to say some more about having an older brother who was still living in Middlesex in England which was where she hailed from and that she was only here because she had overtaken the music store her uncle had. “Thanks Ally.” Marcus replied at first to what she had said about his siblings loving him, and then decided to comment on the latter part of her words. “So ye co-own and run a music store? Moight have to take a little look sometime ye know.” Not really sure why he had said that other than to spend time with her.
Once they were at the club and dancing Ally had brought it to his attention a guy who was dancing rather badly. He had then made a joke about if it hadn’t been for an earlier scuffle he might have been tempted to say something, jokingly of course, but didn’t want to get a black eye for his troubles. Ally seemed to understand what he was saying and he chuckled slightly at her response. “Ye’re absolutely roight, one case of harassment a noight is more than enough for me, besoides I’m not sure I want anything to spoil the moment roight now, if ye get me.” Marcus said in a soft voice as he was really enjoying the dancing and slight closeness of being with Ally.
When a slow song had mashed into the faster number which was just finishing Ally had asked if he wanted to sit, but he shook his head and said that he had been hoping a low song would have come on so he could wrap his arms around her and pull her to him, which was exactly what he had done and then he had kissed her forehead, not wanting to be too forward by kissing her on the lips as not every girl liked things to move that fast. The slight murmur which came from Ally when he had kissed her forehead hadn’t gone unnoticed and he wondered if he should ask to kiss her, but then Ally spoke breaking his thoughts saying she hoped he wouldn’t mind if she did this and then he felt her hands on his face and soon her lips on his.
Marcus felt himself responding to the kiss, and moved one of his hands from her waist to the back of her neck and got into the kiss, kissing her back with a bit of passion, it just felt right to do so, and damn did it feel good. Yes Marcus definitely had feelings for Ally and the kiss they were now sharing was definitely proving that fact.
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Post by allison on Jul 14, 2010 6:39:18 GMT -5
Ally had mentioned to Marcus about her older brother, and how she was here because she had taken over a music store here in New York her uncle had. Marcus asked her about her co-owning and running a music store. Ally nodded, smiling, as she really did love the job. She smiled all the more when he said that he would have to take a look sometime. "Yes, I do. Almost two years now. There have been a few times when I have had to work doubly hard, like the week just coming to a close actually. But it is nice to be able to listen to music all day as I work. Keeps me sane." Ally then decided to reply to what Marcus said at the end. "And it would be nice to see a familiar face one day."
When Ally had pointed out the guy who had the bad dance moves, she had also got what he had said, about basically not getting into anymore disagreements. She had totally understood, what with what had happened earlier that night. Ally had to laugh a little, as Marcus said that one case of harrassment a night was enough for him. Then he added that he wasn't sure he wanted anything to spoil the moment right now. Ally totally got what he meant. She nodded a little, "I do 'get you' as you say."
Once it was decided that they would enjoy the slower song, Marcus had put his arms around Ally, and he had then kissed her forehead. That touch had made her close her eyes, and mumrmur a little. When he had moved away, Ally had then asked if he wouldn't mind if she did this, and she planted her lips on his. So it seemed to go well, as she felt him respond, and move one of his hands to her neck. It definately felt like Marcus was enjoying the kiss as much as she was, which was a big plus for Ally. She felt that they had totally hit it off, despite the down points of the nights, only a couple really, and now, well, it seemed to be all falling into place.
Ally slowly moved slightly away from Marcus, and just looked at him. She felt like her face was rather flushed. She put it down to either the club that was crowded, or the fact that she had just had a make out session with a hot guy. Soon enough the song moved into another, and Ally continued to look at Marcus. "Do you mind if we sit. I wouldn't mind a drink actually." She put her hand in Marcus' and led him towards a table a little away from the dance floor.
Once seated, Ally made sure that her seat was somewhat close to Marcus', though not too close to make him feel like she was practically sitting in his lap. That thought made her laugh to herself, thinking about how he had ended up in her lap before. Ally sat forward in her seat, so that she could talk to Marcus, making sure that he heard her, due to the loud music. "So?" She raised her eyebrows a little, "Where do we go from here?" Ally reached for Marcus' hand, and then looked at him, wondering what he was going to say.
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