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Pandora (pandoros) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-11-14 05:23:00

Entry tags:

pandora, william shakespeare

WHO: Pandora & William
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: Will's apartment
WHAT: PRAISE ME, WILL.

Without a home, without any possession, without any idea of what to do next, Pandora did what she was good at: she caught the attention of a man. She didn't really care about who he was or what he did, just that he found her beautiful and treated her like she was precious and showered her with gifts. Pandora couldn't fine jewels and shiny presents, and she'd do pretty much anything to have them, especially now when she had nothing. It was his credit card that she bought new clothes on and it was his fine apartment that she was spending most of her time at already. He'd only met her days before and already he seemed head over heels. He whispered against her skin that she was perfect and Pandora adored hearing it.

So when Pandora arrived at Will's apartment, it was in a brand new designer suit with a diamond necklace draped into the deep opening of the shirt and another two dangling from her ears. It was almost enough to make her feel like her old self again. Almost.

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theworlds_stage
2012-11-14 09:43 pm UTC (link)

Pandora only showed her face when she wanted things from him. As an artist always looking for inspiration, he couldn't deny her. He loathed her just as much as he obsessed over her. She would always be his dark lady, even with her golden locks. She showed when he thought he needed her the least, reminding him of how much he'd been missing out in the world recently. It had become a cave his home since the events plagued the city. Will had wrapped himself up inside himself, still trying to write that perfect piece. Something new and fresh for the world to see, but he always came out empty handed. The world had taken so much from him, he was always scraping the bottom of the barrel.

She was stunning as always presented like a package he needed to unwrap. William had always looked at her inner soul, which he had grown to hate. Her beauty however trumped what he knew her to be---and he was a puddle at her feet.

"You look stunning," he paid his compliments, but knew there was more brewing behind the visit. "What ails you Pandora?@ he'd asked her before, this time he'd fish for the answer with a bigger hook.

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	pandoros 2012-11-15 06:33 am UTC (link)
	Pandora stepped across the threshold, draping her arms around his neck and kissing him in greeting. She smiled as she drew back. "Let's not talk about depressing things tonight, Will." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theworlds_stage 2012-11-16 12:05 am UTC (link)
	He felt tears in his eyes when she clasped him so tight. He could feel her gift ripple off get skin, but he would not press her further. She was there, he too had someone to warm his bed tonight. He stroked her cheek. "No sad words, dearest lady. Just proclaimations of love, hope, and the most earnest desires." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pandoros 2012-11-16 12:43 am UTC (link)
	"You always were good at proclamations," Pandora teased gently, kissing his collarbone through his shirt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theworlds_stage 2012-11-17 12:34 am UTC (link)
	He softly curled her hair into his hand, bunching it between his fingers. It was as soft as silk. "You are a vision this night." He whispered against her cheek. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pandoros 2012-11-17 11:30 am UTC (link)
	"Am I not usually?" she asked him, enjoying already how much attention he was giving her. He was always good like that, letting her have all that she craved in the way of notice and affection. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theworlds_stage 2012-11-18 05:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Not like tonight! Tonight the moon glows against your face." He was over the top sometimes, but he knew how to kneed her with flattery. She looked as if she needed it if she wasn't going to talk about what had happened. He would ask again, but not now. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pandoros 2012-11-20 02:58 am UTC (link)
	Pandora practically bathed in that praise of his. "Then kiss me, Will," she purred. "I'm your beauty alone tonight." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theworlds_stage 2012-11-22 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	"Does that mean you will be here in the morning or just another sunrise met with an empty bed?" He gave her all she wanted in praise, but Will never liked when she left him Tue next morning. It was proof that even a silver-tongued devil like himself couldn't keep her. Pandora was his Galatea. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pandoros 2012-11-23 11:07 pm UTC (link)
	"I may be," Pandora said, "or I may not. We women are fickle and confused creatures, and I'm only the prototype." She smiled at him, an expression full of playfulness. "Don't brood while I'm here though. I'm all yours right now, isn't that enough? Make love to me, or whisper sweet nothings in my ear, or take a pen and cover my skin in sonnets, but don't brood." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

theworlds_stage
2012-11-24 03:38 am UTC (link)

She wouldn't speak of what troubled her. She wouldn't make swift promises for him to hang onto. Will was stricken as always with her double edge sword. She could cut him down just as fast as pulling him in. He would obsesses over her for both their selfish desires.

"Then let me bathe in your beauty fair lady. Let me see you in all the glory the gods painted you." He ushered her with his hand towards the bedroom where the light was dim. She would shine, oh she would shine, glow like dew on a sun-kissed rose of early morning.

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