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geneticbrawl ([info]geneticbrawl) wrote in [info]yegods,
@ 2012-07-21 11:06:00

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Entry tags:!log, auguste tilki, rylee nox

WHO Rylee Nox and Gus Tilki
WHERE Independent cafe that Rylee frequents (Mary, think Cherries)
WHEN July 21st, 2012, Afternoon
RATING PG-13
SUMMARY A date interrupted
STATUS In progress

It had been a pretty average week, which was a pleasant change of events. Things, and especially shitty things, kept popping up, but this week had been uninterrupted. No missed work or classes, no lying to cover up her weird-ass secret identity. The only concern she had was in regards to Felix. He was really taking Sunny's disappearance badly, but that was kind of expected. Even if she couldn't see what he saw in her, Felix was a good guy and good guys didn't take well to their girlfriend going missing. Especially not when it was accompanied by that doom and gloom prophecy. As far as Rylee was concerned, Sunny was gone for good. Food for that void monster thing that was eating gods (maybe it had a taste for demis after all), or otherwise prey to the chaotic forces that had been making a pretty good attempt at ruining all their lives. She felt badly for Felix because he deserved to know what happened, but honestly, she had no particular love for Sunny, except on Felix's behalf.

In any case, an average week deserved an average weekend, which meant the redhead wanted to be entertained. On an impulse, she'd texted Gus to meet her at a cafe she liked to hang out at. Yes, she had more hangouts than just bars. The cafe was a pretty nifty place - they had edible flowers on some of their desserts, which was really freaking cool. Sometimes she bought one just for the novelty of eating a flower; the taste wasn't incredibly impressive. At least, she hadn't had one yet that was incredibly impressive. It was kind of hidden away, which kept the crowd from being too scene, or hip, or anything else that would have made Rylee start punching people.

Arriving first, the demigod grabbed one of the couches and ordered one of their specialty teas. The board games strewn around the cafe had given her an idea and she had grabbed up Scrabble.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-21 05:07 pm UTC (link)
The week had been fairly average for Gus too. He got called for a job interview next week, something Gus wasn't entirely sure about it. He would go because his mother made it pretty clear he would go and his grandfather even called and told him to go for it and got on his case about being lazy. That always made things more difficult.

When Rylee asked him out on Saturday, Gus decided to go for it. He got enough writing done that he could reward himself. The cafe definitely had its charms. It was quirky, much like many places in NYC could be quirky. He ordered some bubble tea as he scooched next to Rylee so he just touched her.

"This place is girly. Figure you'd like it..." he teased before she brought out the Scrabble. He scoffed, "A science student versus a journalism/creative writing student? Do you want me to start off with a handicap?"

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-21 05:34 pm UTC (link)
"Girly?" Rylee scoffed. "Do I look like the kind of girl who does girly?" she asked, looking down at what was visible of her tattooed chest and arms outside the edges of her layered tank tops. "Whatever." So there were flowers on cake. Flower you could eat. That was anti-girly. Nomming flowers hardly seemed all prim and proper - girly girls would probably faint at the idea of harming those precious petals. Gus was so wrong.

"Maybe I should start with the handicap. Remember, I have to spell words like deoxyribonucleic acid on a regular basis. So, you know, all that bullshit about science geeks being terrible spellers? Exactly that - bullshit.

"That reminds me. Brady called you a fantasy nerd. So, now I know your secret. Underneath the suave, sexy Gus Tilki exterior, is a dork with glasses who spends his summers reading books and only fantasizing about girls. Sad," she teased, grinning at him and bumping his knee with hers.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-21 05:58 pm UTC (link)
"Well, it couldn't hurt. I can see you in a pink frilly dress with a ostentatious bow. It would be hot," Gus continued to tease as he then returned to his straw to sip some more bubble tea. "So would a chain mail bikini. Can we make that work?" He wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Fair point but I doubt you can spell deoxylophone with Scrabble so it really doesn't count..." He dismissed it with flick of his wrist. Science definitely wasn't Gus's strong point. Sure, he definitely found it neato but when it came down to it, he would forever be stuck in the liberal arts. His mind just didn't work like that.

"I am a fantasy geek. And geeks can be just as hot as me. Geeks can like to lift weights so they can do this..." he flexed his muscle to her. "And fantasizing about boys. But yeah, mostly. But I'm proud of my geekiness." He stuck his nose in the air.

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-21 06:08 pm UTC (link)
Rylee looked at Gus like he was insane. Not even for adult dress up time would he get her in an outfit like that. No way in hell. However, the chainmail bikini was another matter altogether. "If you can solve the pinch factor, totally. I'd be way hotter than Princess Leia even." She was the original hot battle-bikini broad as far as Rylee was concerned.

"What the fuck ever. You can break it down into parts, anyway. Prefixes and suffixes and roots... All that language crap that I'm sure you get a hard on over," she shot back. It was friendly ribbing, in case anyone missed that. Or, what passed for friendly razzing from Rylee. She played rough, even with friends, and those who were still her friends, had learned to live with that. Rylee set up the board as they talked.

"Mmm, maybe I'll get my dream threesome," she teased. Hey, it was on her list. Threesome with two guys - hard to accomplish, actually. She'd had her threesome(s) with another girl, but it was hard to convince two guys to do the same. Such a pity. "Right. Only science geeks are awesome. We solve crimes," she noted. "All other geeks are just... Well, lame. No redeeming qualities. In spite of your impressive muscles," she added. Cuz she definitely appreciated that.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-21 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"So no victorian fashion? Corsets are definitely hot..." Gus commented thoughtfully as he tapped his chin. "But, yes, you in a Princess Leia get up. That may be enough to send me over the edge." The sad part was he wasn't lying. The thought of someone like Rylee in a chainmail bikini definitely could provide some nice shower material. "That would be fucking hot."

At the comment about prefixes and suffixes and roots, Gus sipped some more tea and teased, "I only get a hard on on certain dirty words. That and big 5 dollar words no one uses enough." He thought back to a college girlfriend he had who regularly demonstrated her large vocabulary, even in orgasm. Too bad she wanted to spend the rest of her life with a man and not a boy (her words).

"Ah, I admittedly never did a threesome. As much of a slut I am, I never had the opportunity," he answered honestly. Besides, Gus always sort of saw the act about having fun, yes, but also about it being about one person when they are the star in another's eyes. "Hey, I solve crimes too. Ones of my own making as the characters I create I put them in the maze of my own creation."

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-21 07:37 pm UTC (link)
"Corsets aren't just Victorian fashion anymore," Rylee returned. And his commentary about the chainmail bikini earned a smug grin. Hey, she wouldn't deny that thoughts of her could be masturbatory material. It was flattering. Ish. Anyway, it affirmed the fact that she was hot. Not that she needed any sort of affirmation about that.

"Oh? Now I'm going to have fun trying to figure out which dirty words. I can be pretty creative with my curse word combinations, Gus," she said, leaning in close to whisper in a breathy, sexy voice. Teasing him was fun. And fair. He teased her, and it was only right that she should return the torment.

"Seriously? Well, I'm totally volunteering to be one part of helping to correct that. If I approve of the third," she added. She was not getting stuck with a third person she did not find attractive. And if Gus didn't want to go for it, she was cool with that, too. She got that not everyone liked it. That's what was so fun about sex - everybody did it, and did it differently. Finding out what your partner liked was half the fun. "Right. Now that wasn't a totally dorktacular statement."

Rylee studied the board silently for a moment, planning out possible combinations. She totally planned to kick his ass. The waitress came over to check in, and the redhead ordered some of those little sandwich triangles, checking with Gus to see what kind he wanted.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-21 09:36 pm UTC (link)
"I'm glad for that. I am also glad that women don't wear corsets like how they were originally intended. I've seen Pirates of the Caribbean. I know it makes women faint," Gus joked as he leaned back in his chair.

At Rylee's next come on, Gus unwrinkled his forehead, "Oh is that so? Well, I am from the city and I went to Yale so I know how to use big words and swears in colorful ways." He leaned closer to her.

"A Threesome? I figure that should be at least date... 10 or so before we discuss that. Not closed to that, though," he said with a teasing smile.

As the scrabble game started, Gus ended up ordering ham and cheese sandwich, "Well, I am a dork. No denying that!"

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-22 03:23 am UTC (link)
"Yes, because taking all your historical clues from a Disney movie is a fantastic idea," Rylee shot back. Though she was glad they were not used as originally intended, either. Having to wear a corset to keep her tits in place would have been obnoxious. She liked to wear them for a specific occasion. Also, they were meant to be seen.

The thing about taunting someone like Rylee was that she would probably take the bait. She wasn't stupid, but she was impulsive and aggressive. Leaning closer like that may as well have been a dare, and she didn't turn down dares. She met his lean, and raised it to a kiss, so long as he didn't reconsider and pull away.

"Are you saying I move a little fast for you, Gus Tilki?" the redhead proposed with mock surprise.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-22 03:41 pm UTC (link)
"Hey, just because it was in a Disney movie doesn't make it untrue," Gus expressed and stuck out his tongue at her. Hey, so he liked to tease. There definitely wasn't anything wrong with that.

Gus had hope Rylee would kiss him. While he had been teasing her for the last couple of weeks, he gave her a bone this time and kissed her back rather deeply, in a showy fashion. Oh he would show off.

When she pulled away and she said she moved a little too fast, Gus grinned wickedly, "I wouldn't say for me. I just like the game sometimes..."

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-22 04:25 pm UTC (link)
That was true. However, Rylee did not look like she would be willing to concede the point, scowling at him and crossing her arms. Even though she was sorely tempted to stick her tongue out at him. Suddenly a smirk broke the scowl. "Don't stick it out unless you intend to use it..." she warned.

Now that was more like it. Rylee enjoyed the kiss, smirking when he made his little quip. "You know, the thing about games is that someone always loses," she cautioned. The redhead did not enjoy most 'games' that people tended to play when it came to dating or even just sex. Most of it was bullshit. Teasing she didn't mind, though if she got frustrated enough, she'd just walk away. Gus seemed to be able to give her enough to not leave her that frustrated.

"Like with this game, you're going down," she finished, referring to their game of Scrabble.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-22 10:36 pm UTC (link)
"I always plan to use my tongue. You've seen how I use my wit," Gus retorted. "Oh and I use it for French Kissing too..." He reached over like he would grab her drink but then faked out the last moment to run his hand down her thigh to her knee.

"That is the thing about this game. Everyone wins!" Gus exclaimed. Yes, it honestly depended on the reaction of the other but Gus saw it as a game with mutual winners. Everyone gets laid! What could be better than that?!

"That is incorrect..." Gus said solemnly. "I am a word master."

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-22 11:04 pm UTC (link)
Rylee rolled her eyes. Dork. "I hope you use it for other things, too," she said, looking down at the hand on her knee. The flirting was fun, but seriously? This stringing things along bit was making her incredibly horny. Not that she didn't take care of things, or that she was seeing Gus exclusively, but every time she saw him it was getting way harder not to just simply jump him. Or show up at his place and make a booty call. Or an ass of herself. Wouldn't have been the first time.

The redhead had to laugh at his exclamation. Cute. But then at his solemn declaration, Rylee snorted. "What? Are you setting up for a cunning linguist joke? Cuz that is old," she asserted.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-23 08:48 pm UTC (link)
Gus did like Rylee. She was a lot of fun and he liked to get her going. That included teasing her both verbally and sexually. She of course had a similar lifestyle to her, even though part of him always kind of liked the idea of settling down, eventually. Something always pulled him back, though, which is why he grew flippant.

"I love punny jokes, don't mind me..." Gus continued to tease. "And I have a way of making girl's tongue-tied." He reached over to flip her legs onto his lap so he could lean down and kiss her properly.

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-23 10:46 pm UTC (link)
Rylee liked Gus because, well, she enjoyed hanging out with him for one. For two, they did seem to have the same preference for relationships. Or, well, not relationships, as the case may be.

"Feel free to work your magic on me," she encouraged him, smirking. Ooo, take charge. She kind of liked that and leaned up to meet him for the kiss. Just, of course, as her phone started ringing. She completely ignored it. "I'll get the voicemail," she murmured.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-24 12:22 am UTC (link)
Gus grinned at the invitation and leaned down to give her the kiss and work his magic. Kissing wise, he could be compared to a warlord conquering territory. It fit his personality. He went for it, no holding back, and definitely put a little show into it.

At the phone ringing, he paused for a moment then continued, "Yeah, my kissing is enough to send phone calls to voice mail..." he said between kisses.

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-24 08:46 pm UTC (link)
A warlord conquering territory... That was totally Rylee's style - she appreciated it. And appreciated that he had chosen right now to indulge. Making out on a couch in a hole-in-the-wall cafe. Perfect date. Well, almost perfect - they'd see how it ended.

When Gus asserted that his kissing was enough to send phone calls to voicemail, she couldn't help but to smile against his lips. Dork. For someone so suave, he definitely had a nerdy side.

Eventually, the kissing had to end, mostly because the waitress had arrived to check in on them and spoke before realizing what was going on. Rylee didn't bother to slide her legs off of Gus, figuring they could reconvene momentarily. However, she did check her phone for the message she missed. She probably shouldn't have.

Rylee had been smiling to herself when the message started, but soon the color drained from her face and she slid her legs off of Gus, planting them on the floor like she needed to feel something concrete under them. One arm pressed against her stomach, and she sort of hunched over. When the message was done, she paused for a moment, then listened to it again. She felt herself getting hot this time, a sweat breaking out. Then she sat back, utter shock on her face, her phone held loosely in her hand.

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[info]wingedreporter
2012-07-29 02:18 pm UTC (link)
At Rylee switched from receptive to suddenly closed off, Gus leaned forward. Bad news? He had a few scenarios on his mind. Maybe something happened to her brother. Maybe her experiment failed. Lost a scholarship? Tested positive for a STD? No that was mean.

"What's wrong? Did you grow something bad in a lab?" he teased, knocking his knees into hers.

He had no idea it would be bad news that would effect him too.

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[info]geneticbrawl
2012-07-29 03:19 pm UTC (link)
It was a good thing that Rylee was still in a state of shock and disbelief because Gus's joking should have earned him a punch in the face. It was the calm before the storm - Rylee dealt with pain in the same way she dealt with anger: by destroying things.

The redhead was shocked enough that she didn't even give him a nasty look when she looked over at him. She still just looked stunned. Redialing her voicemail, she put it on speaker. This was partly for her own benefit. Even though she'd listened to it twice, she didn't think it could be real. She carefully watched Gus's face. Then she'd know if it was real or not.

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