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Xander Wilson ([info]risinghellborn) wrote in [info]halcyon_halls,
@ 2008-08-16 16:00:00

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Entry tags:serena, xander

Week 16: Friday
Who: Xander and Serena
Where: Front of Halcyon, then Hell!
When: Friday Night

Friday, that oh so lovely day that all students want to come as quickly as possible, came right on time. Of course, getting through the day was something else. The hours of class crawled by at an annoying slow pace. At least for the demon, it did. His mind was not on school at all. And while he didn’t normally pay much attention in class, there were far too many hot women in class for that to happen, he paid even less attention that day. He likely paid for that on the weekly exams, but he’d deal with that little bit.

When the classes ended, he threw himself into the music club. Music was the third item on his ‘funniest things’ to do, and it was something that he could easily let himself slip into. Focusing on his music kept his mind off other thoughts. It wasn’t so much that he was off balance by his plans with Serena that night, no, that wasn’t it at all. It was what she had told him. Vampires with powers other than preying off mortals. That thought was new to him, as most of the vampires he had known back in his home city never revealed any other gifts.

Not that most preyed upon him, or tried, since the few women vampires knew he could drain them just as quickly as they could him so they tended to look elsewhere. It still kept his mind occupied thinking about just what they could do that he didn’t know about. Or just what some of them might have done to him without him being aware of. It made some situations come into a little better focus that hadn’t made any sense before. Random fights, people suddenly changing their mind in mid sentence, and other ‘mysteries’ that he blamed on drugs in the clubs or too much to drink just might have had an entirely different excuse.

Right after the club, though, he got himself ready. His hair had been the truly hard part, though no guy would ever really admit that, would they? Had to get the proper ‘mussed’ look to it. And that always took time. The rest of his clothing was fairly easy. He was a couple of minutes early at the front of the school. When she finally did emerge, Xander would be found waiting at the front of the school, his arms crossed over his shoulder as he leaned against the older pickup truck. A Chevy S10 extended cab, though it was clearly modified for use off road as it had been raised a bit from normal, and even had cargo latches on its roof and back to hold at least a trio of items, surfboards in his case.



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[info]blackened_star
2008-08-16 11:34 pm UTC (link)
Serena always looked forward to Fridays, mostly because she could sleep in the following day. She got through her classes and with relief went to the music club. Out of all the clubs she was in this one was her favorite. It gave her the chance to sing and interact with other people who enjoyed music just as much. She saw a couple new faces that hadn't been there before. They didn't do much just messed around with a few tunes. Over all though it was a pleasant end to the school week.

After the club she rushed off to her room to get ready for the night out. She was looking forward to getting out of the school for a while. She hadn't been to Hell in several months and she planned on throughly enjoying herself. She might even let Xander persuade her to dance, who knew. She didn't want to keep him waiting though so she hurriedly took a shower. Once back in her room she put her hair up to dry in curls and went about selecting an outfit. She decided on a simple sleeveless black dress with a short sleeved sweater over it. She put on light makeup to enhance her eyes, and finished fixing her hair. As a finishing touch before she left she slipped on a pair of Gold heels and a splash of honeysuckle perfume.

She headed out of the school to find Xander. She was pretty much right on time when she spotted him. He looked great lounging against the side of a truck. She walked a little quicker toward him ready to get to town and have a fun night. "Hi, Xander?" she made the name a question,"It's good to actually meet you. I meant to talk to you a little more in the club today but there were other things going on." She smiled at him,"So ready to hit the town?"

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[info]risinghellborn
2008-08-16 11:59 pm UTC (link)
Xander, on the other hand, almost never slept in. Especially on weekends. Mornings were prime surfing time, after all. Beat the crowds, get the waves while the tides were changing, all those happened during the early hours. Especially in southern California where the beaches always got too crowded during the day. But, at the break of dawn, there was almost never anyone at the beach other than other dedicated surfers. Afternoons were for sleeping in his world.

When she did arrive, he couldn’t help but smile. “Gods, I love that accent.” He said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “Especially on a woman. Not sure why, but its better than French or Italian.” He winked once at her before he offered a hand toward her. “Xander Wilson, at your service, ma’am.” He said with a bow of his head. If she took his hand, though, he’d lift hers up to his lips so he could grace it with a kiss. It was really the only true proper welcome to a pretty girl in a lovely outfit.

“More ready than you can imagine. School is sweet and all, but dude, I need some out time, and the weekend is calling. I haven’t even managed to get to this club yet, can you imagine?” Xander just grinned at her before he turned around to open the side of the truck. “Sorry about the truck, but she was really all the dealership had that suited my needs.” It was a four wheeler, so it would be a bit taller than regular pickups, though not quite to ‘monster’ size. “She def does the job though. Can’t argue ‘bout that, can we sweetie?” he even petted the side of the truck as he said that last part. Guys, go figure.

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