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Riley Kennedy (rollwiththepuma) wrote in nosuchplace,
@ 2008-03-25 19:57:00

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farad javid-ulliel, riley kennedy

Sunday, August 26, 2007
Who: Riley and Farad
Where: (Soon to be) Rilad water bungalow XD
When: About 4:45
What: Riley can't stand her "falling apart" bungalow and likes Farad's nice shiny bungalow

The rain would have otherwise been a soothing retreat into sleep for Riley and her precious cat Harley. The feline formed into her stomach as they rested on her bed. However, there was a very evident problem.

CLINK. CLANK. CLINK. CLANK

Riley could feel an eye twitching in annoyance and if it weren't for Harley balled up innocently against her stomach she would have punched the wall for temporary anger management. How tempting, yet so unreasonable and dumb. Of course, out of all the water bungalow flats she had to get the one that was leaking so bad she had three large buckets set out, which had to be moved in rotation since there were more than three holes from who the hell knew where. There just had to be a crack right above her bed as well.

A few droplets of fresh rain dripped between her eyes creating a steady flow downwards to her cheek. Eventually the droplets dripped unto the bed. Riley's face was blank for a moment before she clenched a far from annoyed fist and lifted Harley up.

"Har, Har? You and I are going to go somewhere before we go bat shit crazy." She nuzzled noses with the feline before wrapping her pillow case around the tired and annoyed animal. "Yeah. I know. I'm pissed off and tired too."

As the rain began to heavy, the buckets now made more of a splatter noise along with awkward clangs when bits of rain missed the buckets. Riley was having more than enough with the strange symphony her falling apart flat was making.

Riley made sure to make haste as she grabbed for clothes, her pillows-anything she found important. She quickly stuffed it in a duffel bag she had. Riley knew it would be rude to think a neighbor would take her in, but all in the same her house was insanely leaking and in her wild mind, it would be half flooded and her poor Harley would be in peril. All she had to do was hold him up and Riley believed she would win the heart of her neighbor. If not. Man, were they a cold bastard or bitch.

When her bag was full, she slung it over her shoulders and held her cat close as she ran outside. Riley couldn't believe she was lucky enough to see her neighbor glancing outside for a moment before he was about to shut his door. He looked pretty damn harmless, so she didn't mind yelling at him at a rather aggressive manner.

"HEY-HEY WAIT!!"

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speaktome
2008-03-26 12:24 am UTC (link)

Farad was luckier with his residence. All he dealt with was the sound of the rain making pleasant noises against the roof of his bungalow which gave a sort of calm that enabled him to read a book without feeling agitated or interrupted. The only reason he had stopped was his curiosity to look outside and admire a rainy day in Elysium. It had been awhile.

He opened his door looking to the side before his head tilted upwards, admiring the rapid down pouring of the rain from the thick grey clouds. It was a rather peaceful moment, just as peaceful as being in his house and able to read without disturbance. That was until Farad heard rather loud yelling that was clearly directed towards him.

Farad slowly turned to see who was yelling at him confusion was riddled over his face with slight fright tangled along with it. She literally looked like a bull charging after him. Didn't help she had a duffle bag slung around her. What was he do? Farad looked from side to side as his body was just enough inside his house that the rain just felt like a faint tickle on his face.

He slid his fingers through his hair, finally folding his arms to wait for his encounter to approach him. Wasn't any point yelling back.

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rollwiththepuma
2008-03-26 12:27 am UTC (link)

Thank god he didn't run away! Riley was out of breath and she literally slid past him and went into his house, the duffle bag nearly hitting him in the face. God, she hoped he ducked. It really would have sucked if they got off on the wrong foot. Riley sighed, dropping the duffle bag and her pillows on the floor.

She looked around his bungalow. It sure as hell looked better than hers. He did wonders with it. It had a cosy feel to it that made her want to stay longer than she intended to. Art pieces sat all over the walls in perfect places and the place gave off a warm feeling. Better than the wind chill outside.

"Listen. I know you are probably Like "What the fuck right now. But." She unveiled poor Harley from under his pillow case. "Our bungalow is leaking like hell. And at least for awhile can I stay here? I mean who knows how long it will be raining for and it really is not like you live here with anyone. Plus you don't look creepy and you seem nice enough to say yes."

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speaktome
2008-03-26 12:31 am UTC (link)

Farad cocked his head back. That was after he ducked to avoid a potential break of the nose. It may have been worse due to how heavy it must have been. When she dropped it, it could have made a shock-wave. There was an attempt for him to say "Sure. Invite yourself in." But Farad bit his tongue and let her give her plea. Was it that obvious that he lived alone? Farad felt that awful sense of guilt that she had an animal and of course he just imagined them all alone with a leaking house. Not only must the sounds be keeping them from a pleasant stage of sleep, but if it were to be cold the open areas must have let chills in.

"Sure. You can stay here. I have an upper floor." He admitted. "Just try not to hit me with your duffle bag." He pointed out, just in a teasing matter that was harmless. She seemed nice enough but..rather intimidating. The cat may have been a throw off. Plus, Farad hopped the cat wasn't going to be an issue. Farad loved animals, but if he had a scary roommate and a crazy cat, that would not be in his favor.

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rollwiththepuma
2008-03-26 12:35 am UTC (link)

Riley gave a content look and shoved her hand in her pocket. Of course there was a lot she could say but instead, Riley found a place to sit and immediately set Harley in her lap. There was a long pause before she motioned her head towards him. "You got a name?" She pet Harley to reassure him that everything was alright as she waited for her new roommate to speak his name. I mean if they were going to have to deal with each other she may as well be nice enough to ask for his name. "Oh yeah and I couldn't really get any food. You got that too?"

She tried to give a smile. Instead it was more of a grin as the blonde slung a hand across her resting place. "You know I really think I am going to like it here. Nice art by the way. Is it yours?"

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speaktome
2008-03-26 12:40 am UTC (link)

Well didn't she make herself at home? As Farad slid a hand across his neck, he wondered if the stranger required a lot of patience. He was guessing an obvious yes. She had a sense of cockiness about her. "My name is Farad and there is food in the kitchen." There was a pause as his eyes motioned towards the location. "Of course help yourself." Farad's smile probably wasn't all that big as well. But, maybe on his end he really wasn't trying all that hard. He felt bad for the animal. He wanted to shelter the animal more than the woman. It wasn't that Farad was mean-spirited, not at all. He just had a bad sense about things to come.

As asked about his art, he was able to smile more without force and nodded. "Yeah. it's mine." Farad sat across from her, not really sure what else he could say. She hadn't even given her name yet.

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rollwiththepuma
2008-03-26 12:45 am UTC (link)

Riley got up now that Farad claimed he had food. "Name's Riley. Cat's Harley. Feel free to call me that...Riley that is." She set Harley on Farad's lap without even asking him if that was okay. Some people were afraid (or allergic) to cats but she didn't take that into account-she was hungry. "He is really friendly. He will just stay there and fall asleep."

When she got to the kitchen and looked around she gave a frustrated sigh. "What the hell is this!?" Riley turned towards him juggling an orange then displaying it towards him. "All you have is nutritious shit!!" She placed both hands on the counter, looking at him as if it were his fault that he ate like a healthy human being.

"Don't you..Like you know..have sweets..or chips or some shit!?"

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speaktome
2008-03-26 12:51 am UTC (link)

First of all, Farad's hands tossed upwards and the cat seemed to look at him as if he was daring farad to move so he could bite him in a rather unpleasant place. Farad's eyes trailed after Riley, narrowed and baffled at how easily someone could just feel they belonged at a residence as if they lived there for months. He grit his teeth, settling his hands on the cat and hoping it didn't tear a finger off.

There was a moment of silence. Most likely it would be peaceful as she stuffed her face with some of his food. But even though there were already ten things to be annoyed about, Farad tried to sigh them away and deal with it.

Now, there was eleven. Now she was yelling about the food. At least they had food. It sure as hell could have been worse. Farad looked down at the cat who was already asleep and seemed to ask it why it existed because he would have kicked Riley out five minutes ago if it weren't for him.

"I'm not really big on that stuff. Soooo either eat the orange you're throwing around. Or don't eat." That's really all he could muster as far as speaking against the guest. She still seemed intimidating and he hated seeming rude.

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rollwiththepuma
2008-03-26 12:55 am UTC (link)

"When this rain storm is over? We are getting junk food for me. Then you can eat all your healthy crap." She started peeling the orange with a pout. "And yes, I said we. Because I think you could use some company. And I mean who knows how long it will take for my bungalow to get all fixed up." Riley could sense Farad was a bit intimidated by her so she added force to it. "So. I am going to eat this orange I was "tossing" around, then I am going to unpack my stuff and stay here."

She began to eat at her orange and since she was so damn hungry it didn't take all that long to eat it. Eventually, carefully she scooped Harley from Farad's lap and gave him a smirk as she walked up towards her room. "OH! Can you get my things!? I don't wanna hurt Harley here. It was really dangerous the first time. But I wanted to get us out of that horrible, oh so horrible place!"

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FIN!

speaktome
2008-03-26 12:58 am UTC (link)

"Yeah! Yeah sure!" Farad yelled after her. He sank in the place where he sat, an expression on his face most likely of someone who was about to cry then it formed into a helpless pout. A roommate perhaps eventually would have been pleasant since his place was so large for someone who was a single occupant. But this?

"This sucks.." Farad admitted out loud. And he wouldn't admit it, but he probably was whining as He said it.

Perhaps, Farad should have gotten up to help his rather bitchy, scary and demanding "princess" with her three hundred duffle pound bag and her pillow. But instead he stayed there and continued to think about how much this was going to suck.

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