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Post by Egyptian Myth on Oct 2, 2007 20:38:03 GMT -5
He smiled warmly, shrugging somewhat. But his attention turned to a chair that smashed against the door beside them, causing the panicking crowd to scatter, screaming. Some looked around but found no culprit. Matt's eyes, on the other hand, darted into the side crowd that was still raving, his hidden gaze resting precisely on the youth that threw the chair. He said nothing of it, however. His grin had faded into a hint of an amused smile.
He took the rim of his top hat in two white-gloved fingers and subtely tipped it down politely to the culprit in the crowd, as either a hello or an 'I know you're there' or maybe even a 'thanks'.. it was difficult to tell.
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Post by crazypapercups on Oct 2, 2007 20:50:47 GMT -5
K-dee gave a little smile, he was quite pleased with himself. He knew it wouldn't be long before another crowd formed around the door, but that didn't matter right now. He folded his arms across his chest still watching the few kids who were still screaming. It was horribly amusing, like dropping water on an army of ants. He ran is hand up the back of his neck, where a few strands of blue hair had gone limp and refused to stand anymore. He looked down at the dandy and gave a simple nod of recognition. He approached him and stood off to one side. "'ello" He mumbled, trying to be friendly.
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Post by l u c i d ` on Oct 3, 2007 15:31:10 GMT -5
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GAIZ. GAIZ. I MIGHT BE GOING TO AN ACTUAL RAVE SATURDAY. WOOOOOOOOOOOO.
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Izzy, along with all the others, turned her attention at the sound of the clattering chair. She watched the boy dart off before rolling her different colored orbs, fingers trembling slightly as they searched her person for a cigarette. Something to calm her nerves. After a few moments of searching, she was rewarded with a thin, white cancer stick she had found somewhere where cigarettes shouldn't be put. She let the death stick rest limply in between her lips before lighting it up, her Zippo giving a loud "click" as she flipped it shut.
Taking a deep drag and letting it out in small rings, she glanced over at the chair-throwing boy who was now on the other side of animal-magnetism Matt.
"K-dee, isn't?" she quizzed before explaining, "Not a stalker. Just know a lot of people.." she turned away, taking another drag and blowing the smoke in a different direction. She always found it rude to blow smoke into peoples faces..
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Post by Egyptian Myth on Oct 3, 2007 17:34:39 GMT -5
Matt greetingly smiled at K-Dee. "Hey." He said casually. He glanced at Izzy as she took a cig out of a place that was rather normal for people here to keep things in; all sorts of things, he had seen. He scowled subtlely; having a very sensitive olfactory - abnormal, inhuman almost - the smell of sweat filled with joy and freedom and sometimes desire that was always present here was one thing, while the drugs exchanged and used were another. But he didn't voice any complaints.
He looked again at the chair-tossing boy that Izzy believed to be 'K-Dee'. Matt really enjoyed learning names here, so many people had such unique and creative nicknames. He didn't think he was creative enough to come up with one for himself....
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Post by crazypapercups on Oct 3, 2007 20:29:35 GMT -5
K-dee shrugged, looking over the glowing crowds. He looked back at Izzy, watching the smoke curl upwards and fade. He couldn't think of any way to reply. English was a second language to him, and he wasn't really fond of the whole 'talking' thing anyways. But just to be sociable, he looked back and fourth between Izzy and Matt "What... you two think about...girl found dead, huh? Shame, really..." He mumbled his accent slurring the words slightly.
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Post by l u c i d ` on Oct 3, 2007 22:02:54 GMT -5
Izzy smiled ruefully, grounding out the cigarette on the concrete floor before tapping her fingers on her knee's to the beat of the music. A shame indeed. For a moment, she gritted her teeth and forced back painful emotions that threatened to bring down her mood.
"Well, I think it's kinda fucked up how we're stuck in here," she replied with a little bit of heat. "Because the ones who aren't high are freaking out and the ones who are don't really care. Soon as they come off that cloud, they'll freak. How could they not? We're trapped. The people with the keys are lost and there's a dead body in the freezer."
And that summed up this rave in a nutshell.
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Post by Egyptian Myth on Oct 4, 2007 18:11:32 GMT -5
( What kinda accent does K-Dee have?  ) Matt frowned, tilting his head somewhat in a considerably cute gesture.. like a puzzled puppy. "I'm not high. You two aren't high as far as I can tell. We're not panicking." He stated, head tilted. He shrugged. "Personally I think it's silly to spazz. What are the chances the murderer is going to single you in particular out? There's hundreds of people here. Might as well keep having fun 'till the key-holders show up, right?" A smile hovered on his lips. Apparently he was one of the not-stoned people here who were more laid back and decided not to care. |
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Post by l u c i d ` on Oct 4, 2007 18:21:47 GMT -5
Obviously, Izzy hadn't been clear enough. Most of the people who were raving were running on E or possibly Special K, but that was SO 90's..
"I'm freaking out," she replied honestly. "That girl was one of my best friends."
All though Matt did have a point about the murderer, she didn't bother to agree aloud. Stretching, she leaned back into the chair and threw one leg over the other lazily, staring out at the bobbing crowd.
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TOAST. <3 
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