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Post by jacob on Nov 6, 2008 18:23:44 GMT -5
Jacob hadn't done this before, not at least, busking on the street to make any pittance for hiimself. Ordinarily he wouldn't have bothered trying to make money by playing his guitar on the street of one of the most musically inclined cities in America. He would have found another way to make money, finding a job with the local pound or vets, being a librarian or really anything that he wanted to do, he could.
But, this is what he wanted to do.
Having only just moved to Nevada, he wanted to try his luck on making a bit of money, meeting some new people and trying his luck at the casino - but for the right now, he carried his soft material acoustic guitar case onto the street, sat down on the milk create and rested his guitar on his lap.
"Lets see what this will bring..." Normally, Jacob would have been a rather shy person, standing to the back of the room if there was a party of some sort, but he didn't have a need to be quiet. He was a very intelligent man, even if it was because of his power.
Strumming lightly, he watched the people pass him by, unnoticed. So far, there hadn't been anyone to stop and throw some loose change into his guitar case, but he didn't mind. He was doing it more for the love of music, moreso than the money.
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Post by elle on Nov 6, 2008 19:02:30 GMT -5
It has been a while and Elle had a somewhat all vacation paid trip this was more of a complete apology from Angela. A mourning gift as well that woman liked to make sure she owed no one. But who blames her? Certainly not Elle she couldn't have been happier as she flew first class to Nevada, Las Vegas. Walking through city of lights was amazing.
Even though this wasn't the first time she has been here Elle just thinks that it takes her breath away. Wandering around like a girl lost in a candy store with a one hundred dollar bill with her gullible, but lovable grandpa. Elle has her mouth open a quarter of the time. Shaking off the feeling of wonder and awe she continued to until she stopped.
Elle heard music looking around she found out where it came from a man with a guitar. Sticking her blond head peeping from the corner a smile came across her face before she slowly licked her bottom lip. Walking over as if she didn't even she the man before she stopped in front of him then nodded her head to the beat of his strings. Then did a little dance.
Pleased with the music that pumped her chest and legs back and forth Elle goes in her pocket and takes out three hundred dollars. Then she knelt down to place it in his guitar case. "Nice music how long have you played." smiling she threw her head back to let a few unwanted strands of hair be put back in their place.
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Post by jacob on Nov 6, 2008 19:28:33 GMT -5
Jacob's eyes slid their way over to a slender hand that placed some money into the case, immediately opening his eyes widely as he shot his head up to look at the person who just placed more money than he ever expected. Stopping strumming, he leaned over and plucked the three hundred dollars out of the case and shook his head, "I seriously can't accept that!" he said standing up and pressing the money back into the younger woman's chest. "Thank you, but I just can't!" he hadn't been faced with this situation before. He could accept that people wouldn't grant him that much for his music, but it was much too generous.
"I'm sorry, miss..." he stopped and calmed himself, his eye brows pressed together with concern. "... You're extremely kind, but that's a lot of money..." Jacob was determined not to accept it, of course it was probably pretty rude of him to reject it like he was. But with a beautiful face standing in front of him, he didn't want to seem like he was taking advantage of her. Placing the bottom of the guitar down on his foot, he tilted his head to the side and rubbed the back of his neck.
"That just came out all wrong..." he shook his head and laughed lightly, "I'm Jacob..." lowering his hand, he held it out to shake hers. The polite thing to do is to introduce yourself before throwing money back to the generous person.
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Post by elle on Nov 7, 2008 5:57:11 GMT -5
Elle was completely disappointed that Jacob gave back her money. Then as he kept trying to tell him that it was unnecessary she sighed. Elle then took the money right back out before walking toward him. Tilting her head she smiled again, So thoughtful this one.[/i]. How many other people would just let her and not say thank you do that? Well not many because she didn't usually do that at all. But this was different she was in a good mood.
"Come on...don't worry about it. Don't even think about." as she leaned forward she grabbed his belt. Then she stuck the money down his pants then twisted around so that she would now be behind Jacob. "Nice to meet you Jacob. I'm Elle." she replied. It wasn't as if she was really going to take her money back. Not now anyway. Well she could but that would be unladylike. Actually that is exactly what she is.
"Don't fret I have much more lying around even after paying all my bills. So just accepted it. Because." she leaned over his shoulder looking around. Then whispered in his ear, "You can't take it out now." she was sometimes so evil.
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Post by jacob on Nov 7, 2008 8:33:02 GMT -5
He lowered his hand as she didn't seem to take it for the introduction. Not that it really mattered, he supposed. She might not have been accustomed to it. Standing rigid when she placed the money into his pants, he looked down at her hands sliding around to the back of him. Even as he turned his head, he couldn't quite understand why she was circling him. But as her lips lightly touched his ear, he could feel her warm breath against his cheek.
"I... ahh... Thanks!" he gulped before turning around to face her, letting the guitar slip from his fingers slightly before recatching it. "Are - are you from around here?" he asked wanting to make some sort of conversation, after all she did just invest $300 into his trousers. It wasn't just that fact, she was odd and almost captivating with her slow, sly movements. He wasn't not interested in it, but it was more for the fact that she was so odd that sparked his interest.
"I just recently moved here myself..." he added without hesitation, a small smile forming on his lips as he ran his fingers though his hair nervously. Her peircing blue eyes stabbed him from the inside, almost mesmorized with how light they were.
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Post by elle on Nov 7, 2008 20:02:41 GMT -5
"No. Here as a vacation. I've finally got a break from my job." Elle said finally returning to the front of him. Why was she such a flirt? Didn't she already have James? Sure she did, but she always needed to have fun he will learn that. But the one thing that should keep him happy is all she does is touch. Maybe a few sensual movements, but wouldn't go farther than that.
"And you get money from playing the guitar. And good might I say. How cool." she was starting to have fun out her. The lights are shining everywhere it was such a sexy city. Elle's personal best city ever made. It fit her so well and she loved how it fitted so extremely tight on her skin.
Breaking herself out of her of her state of nirvana she laughed a private laugh. Now she looked at him. What was it about nervous men that made Elle hot? It was probably that they were so easy to convince to do different things they would never do at all. "I was being generous today. Just to let you know why I gave you that much. But hey if you really want to work it off you can dance." Her index finger fiddled around in her mouth as she smiled at him. Looking at him down low.
Look up Elle, look up...LOOK UP! EYES![/i] shaking her head she at last after getting so many ideas. Looked Jacob eye to eye. How weird she felt love for James, but lust for this one. That must have meant something and Elle can tell the difference!
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Post by jacob on Nov 7, 2008 20:28:56 GMT -5
Jacob didn't say much, just nodded as she had spoken. There was something about her teasing voice that made him stand rigid, gulping slightly as she examined him up and down. He didn't really like to be oogled, it was something he'd often see dirty old men do to young women in the pubs. He was never one to do that, or more so - kept to himself so he wouldn't do that. He did like females, they were interesting creatures, this blonde was beautiful and she knew it. Everyone knew it. Clearning his throat, when she mentioned dancing to work off the money she gave him, he laughed nervously and shook his head. "I unfortunately... can't dance." he mentioned, lowering his head as he picked up his guitar and slung it around his shoulders again. "I can... however, play another song, just for you." Positing his hands on the strings, he strummed a few chords before starting the intro to the song. "This is one of my favourites...." he mentioned before opening his mouth and singing. "I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope, I'll be your love be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do.. I will be strong I will be faithful 'cos I'm counting on A new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning.
I want to stand with you on a mountain. I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever. Until the sky falls down on me...
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky, I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry.. The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty. That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of.. The highest power. In lonely hours. The tears devour you..
I want to stand with you on a mountain, I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me...
Oh can't you see it baby? You don't have to close your eyes 'cos it's standing right before you. All that you need will surely come...
I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope I'll be your love be everything that you need. I'll love you more with every breath truly madly deeply do... I want to stand with you on a mountain...." It might have been an awkward song to serenade her, a person he just met as she passed by, but there seemed to be just something right about it. It could have been his attraction to her, she was pretty and seemed like an interesting person to come across. He just hoped that she'd like the song just as much as he did. "It's Savage Garden.. one of the most beautiful songs in the world."
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