I am Legend [open]

[connor]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,310,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] CONNOR MANNING ............................................................................. The breath of spring had always been the most welcome of comings in Connor's odd life. Even before the seasons had been given names and specific 'dates' to mark their start--which the woman always found ridiculous, you couldn't tell the Earth when to change temperature--she had loved the time of year when everything broke free of the sleepy, cold earth and began to blossom and bloom and, especially good for her, very. The trees and bushes around her small home had begun to flower already! The one that had made her most excited was the tall green leaves of the oak plant, already with it's little dusky acorns growing strong. Of course she had been growing those, as well as other berries, indoors for the autumn and winter seasons, for without berries to sell she would have no money to pay for her little home or her growing son. And after all that work of selling and planting and watering, what better way to get her flowered mind off of it all than a trip to the nearest "tavern". Well, it was a 'bar', wasn't it? Taverns hadn't been in style for a long time. Not in this part of the world, anyway. At the transparent-blue bar sat the seemingly young woman, her hair held up in in a high-ponytail that framed her face in long blue-green curls. She often changed her hair from dark to light around the spring season. It just matched the weather better, didn't it? Grinning wide and bright she placed a wide but short glass onto the counter and waved down the bartender this evening. "Another if you would, Julias? My throat is beyond parched tonight and these... gentlemen," silver sky eyes alight with mischief glanced towards a group of five or six men who she knew were here for her. They always were, "Might want my vocal cords in their best working order." The bartender gave his always-pleasant wink before fetching the bitters and bourbon with and all the other fixings. Once they were poured and stirred just right he placed in the orange wedge and cherry berry, then offered the glass back into her strong but delicate-looking hands. "I thankee, mate~" she mewed with her thick, Austrailian accent. Connor tipped the glass at her lips and let the drink slip down, but only enough so she could catch the cherry in her teeth as she made her way to the waiting quintet of human men who wouldn't stop eyeing her up. What was it that attracted them? The power that could easily be sensed beneath her skin? Her height that, even with heels, easily put her below most of the other women in this room? The fact that she ordered such a 'sophisticated' drink when the others would order fruity little concoctions? Or maybe it was just her curves, out and loud for all those looking in her dark red sweater that covered her thin torso with black skirt, showing well-toned thighs and beautiful hips? Her matching black skirt hardly hinted of what was under it. But the way she was tying the cherry stem with her tongue might also have something to do with it. Yeah, that was probably it. "Now boys, we can play this the new way or the old-fashioned way. Personally I like the latter..." with that she stepped forward to one of the men who was seated in the nearest lounge chair and took her place in his lap, legs crossed to flash a odd neon blue garter at the other four. In hardly a moment there was a hand on her knee, another two on her shoulders, one holding her drink for her, and at least two on each hip. "There's not a single drop of pretense in it! Ohohoho~" Connor tipped her head back as she laughed, feeling them chuckle with her. A lesser soul would have thought the woman drunk, but no. Connor was a big girl when it came to her liquor. She knew how to handle it. She just needed more than one man to handle her, and that was all. words: 685 notes: N/A .............................................................................

[KELLEN TOWNSEND]

Kellen staggered down the street, yawning as he walked. He smacked his lips, not knowing the time as the leaves swirled around his duster. He smiled at it, his duster giving him the look of a total bad ass. He never got to wear it in his classes, so he wore it when ever he went. It went so well with his Black T-shirt saying," Void City" and his black jeans. He was rocking it. Only that he was also kind of high. He laughed, the wind swirling around him playfully almost like a puppy. That was the wind's nature though. It was very playful. Influenced his mood a lot.

Kellen staggered up to the bar, leaning against the door for a second as he felt a sneeze coming on. "ahh, ahh, AHCOO!" he said, and a gust of wind blew down the street, setting three car alarms off. He chuckled, hearing two guys exclamation from inside and then footsteps to the door. He waited, seeing them come out and run to their cars. He chuckled, and made to walk backwards inside, but stopped, and sneezed.

Kellen turned into air partially, flying into the room and into a barstool, spinning wildly and laughing. Course, he started to go faster and faster, till a small whirlwind started around him. Luckily the bartender knew Kellen already, so he wasn't freaked out by this behavior.

Kellen stopped spinning as the bartender grabbed a solid part of his arm and stopped him. Kellen was laughing at that, but was facing the woman in the corner with about maybe three other guys. "Jeez, I'm not interupting something am I?" He asked, and his right arm vanished. Elemental transformation. His arm appeared behind her and gave her a small slap on the ass, then re-appeared back on him. the trick was that he had turned into a condensed mass of air, colored by the bent rays of run, but had a misty look to him. All he had to do was take part of his condensed form, uncondense it and then reform it where he pleased. It was one bitchen power. If you ever wanted to watch someone and not be noticed, turn into air.

Kellen turned around, noticing his favorite drink there and grabbed it, knowing it was going on his tab as he downed it. "Another," he said, slamming the glass down, almost breaking it. Another did appear, and he turned around, seeing the woman again. "Do....do I know you from somewhere you increasingly attractive woman." He knew he was stealing the line from peter griffin, but it was a good line to trick people into thinking you were more drunk then you were. He downed his drinked, then turned into air, going invisible. You could feel the air moving in the place, and his head appeared in front of her. "You look familiar. Why is that." It took three seconds for the screaming of the last few guys to happen.

"Wait, where you going. The party is just starting," Kellen said as the guys ran, his body reforming around him as he followed them out. Kind of disappointing, but he loved messing with people. He turned, but fell backwards. Right as he hit the floor, he vanished in a violent poof of air, then in a whirl he was in the seat next to the woman, looking at her. "Seriously, do I know you?"