Thread: College Fun (attn: anyone) 5-29-9

Reply by DeAnna Ross on May 30, 2009 at 11:12am Send Message Delete Kirsi Caruso, wore her dark hair pulled up tight into a librarian's bun exposing the creamy mediterranean skin of her face like a white hot beacon in the night. Her large doe-like eyes hid behind her thick rimmed glasses and her shapely form seemed purposefully hidden behind conservative slacks and a white button down shirt with long sleeves... despite the heat of the night.

True to the form of a self conscious college girl, she carried her econ book in front of her chest and walked with her eyes looking down at the ground. As she moved gracefully across the grass she softly hummed a waltz over and over to herself, as if trying to come up with lyrics for a song that traditionally did not have lyrics.

Her thoughts appeared to be completely elsewhere when all of the sudden the curb was just under her foot and she stumbled, twisting her ankle painfully, her econ book falling unceremoniously into a pile of garbage in the gutter and her sheet music spilling out into the parking lot just in front of a guy who was laying on the hood of his car like some sort of model or idealize greek god. Kirsi bit her lip to hold in the scream and tears. It was obvious she was hurt and humiliated in front of her 'peers.'

ooc: Jumping in with an npc for the moment, anyone is still welcome to play.

Reply by Jeremy Castro on May 30, 2009 at 11:22am Delete Sabre watched her approaching his direction for quite a bit of time.For him, there was always something about the librarian look that appealed to him. Maybe it was the fact that he lived in a time when for the most part, women dressed just like that, except the fact they wore dresses in his days. He continued watching her as she grew closer and closer from behind his sunglasses.

The moment she slipped he was off the hood of his car, hesitating for a moment to choose between collecting her things or helping her up. He opted to collect her things since it didn't appear at first that she had been hurt. He scrambled picking up everything that was in jeopardy of blowing away before lowering himself down to one knee at her side. He spoke in a comfortable tone to her as he asked, "Are you okay? That looked like a nasty spill."

Reply by DeAnna Ross on May 30, 2009 at 11:26am Send Message Delete Adjusting her glasses, Kirsi took a moment to take in her 'hero' and smiled so wide that it caused her to blush. "I..." she breathed the word and then looked away, trying to find anything to look at than the 'man' in front of her. "I think so." The second she lay her hand on the man in front of her, trying to steady herself as she rose, she seemed to realize it was a mistake. Her heart seem to quicken in her chest even as the pain shot through her leg from her own weight.

"It's twisted..." She said as she looked down at her foot. "But it'll be okay with a little ice I think." She winced a bit. "If I could just rest here a moment... at least until the sting is gone?"

Reply by Jeremy Castro on May 30, 2009 at 11:34am Delete He smiled back at her genuinely, then couldn't help but smile a little bigger as she looked away blushing. For a moment, he thought this was going way to easy, but who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth? He put his hand behind her shoulder as she tried to stand up. The pain was obvious on her face as she went a bit white when she stood.

He helped her to lean against his car as she spoke. He could see that it was beginning to swell a bit already. When he spoke it was still a comfortable tone, "It may have been more than a twist. Maybe you should slide up on the hood and take some weight off of it. I can't exactly do an icepack, but I do have an ice chest of cold pop in the trunk, we can try putting one of the cans on it for a bit. If it doesn't help, from there I can take you to the emergency room if you like."

Reply by DeAnna Ross on May 30, 2009 at 7:26pm Send Message Delete Slowly and carefully she slid up onto the hood of the stranger's car. "Thank you, but let's hope it's not that serious... I'm not sure I can afford an ER bill right now. Money is kinda tough at the moment." She sighed, there was something very genuinly sad about her statement, even more honest than anything else she had said or done so far. Obviously something deeply saddened her but, she was quick to hide it with, "I'm Kirsi, what's your name?"

Reply by Jeremy Castro on May 30, 2009 at 11:43pm Delete He pulls out his keys from his pocket and presses a button to open the trunk. He smiles a second but doesn't answer her question at first. He walks back to the trunk and pulls out a gym back and grabs two wrist wraps, then slides the bag back into the trunk. He then opens the ice chest and pulls out two cold soda cans, then closes the trunk and walks back to her. He smiles at her again and says, "Do you want my given name or what everyone calls me?"

He slides her ankle under his wrist and places a soda can on each side of her ankle and begins wrapping her ankle with the wrist wraps to secure the cans against it. He looks into her eyes and smiles as he wraps her ankle, likely giving her the feeling that he's wrapped a few ankles in his time.

Reply by DeAnna Ross on May 31, 2009 at 8:46am Send Message Delete She smiles as he wraps her ankle. "Your given name... I like the idea of knowing the real man behind the hero facade." She chuckles lightly, her voice is lyrical and sweet, even her laughter sounds like the tinkling of bells. "Let's leave the nicknames for your football buddies... you are on the team aren't you? I mean, that's where I think I've seen you before."

Reply by Jeremy Castro on May 31, 2009 at 12:11pm Delete He smiles at her assumption. If she only knew how long it had been since he played football. He finished wrapping her ankle, then slid onto the hood next to her as he spoke, "Neil, but most people call me Sabre." He looked at her wondering if she recognized his name. He didn't think she would have considering most people who would know him would either know him from street racing or fighting. Something told him, she didn't really pay attention to either illegal activities. He smiled at her, "I don't play football. I actually don't even go to school here. I just come and hangout here because its just something to do...... And its given me a chance to play hero tonight."