diva is the female version of a hustler;; [o]

[moondog__[இ]]

I know you read the paper
The one that they call a queen
Every radio round the world know me
'Cause that's where I be


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Tulca town, they called it.

It was small, I could see. Very small. But it wasn't like I cared. I was just here for the food. It was at this time that families would be cleaning up after dinner, prepared to throw the scraps away. But tonight, I was hoping that at least one family would be so kind as to lend some leftovers to a hungry cause. I hadn't eaten all day, so I wasn't exactly starving. But my stomach was making a few loud protests as my sleek, slender body moved towards a Victorian style house up ahead to the left. I turned, walking up on the doorstep, and glanced sideways. The dining room curtains were drawn back, the mother of the family working to clear plates. From where I stood, I was clearly visible. Perfect.

I worked to make myself look more friendly. My face contorted into an odd yet amusing dog-like smile, my curled-over tail wagging happily back and forth. It was so easy to put up a facade, and the stupid humans would believe it. I chuckled to myself. They were so foolish, truly. If they had any idea what I was really like, I doubted they'd spare me a glance, much less food.

Finally, the woman noticed me mid-way taking the last plate into the kitchen. She stared for a moment, and then smiled, changing her route to the front door.

Excelente.

The door opened, and there she was, smiling and holding a plate full of leftover steak and some sort of bread. "Well hello!" She chirped. "Are you hungry?" I barked happily, and then leaned down, placing the plate in front of me. Instantly I set to work on clearing it of the food, and when I had, I stepped back. She picked up the plate, and I barked a false 'thank you'. She smiled once more. "Hope it helped." She said cheerfully, before turning and shutting the door behind her.

Laughing heartily to myself, I bounded off of her steps and trotted off down the street. The stray life was a good life. I would much rather be roughing it out here, a true hustler, than being a pampered pooch for my whole life. I absolutely despised those dogs who hid behind their humans for protection. And to think I had nearly become one....ha!

But no, I had not. I knew that in the end, I would have escaped from that home anyway. I would have ran away from the woman who threw me out, had she not. Maybe my brother's and sister were pampered pooches. Maybe Diarem was stuck-up and spoiled. But no, Diarem had not been like that. At least, I didn't think so.

I wouldn't put it past my sisters and my other brother, Calub, to be spoiled. Living 'the life', said life that I would never accept. Or maybe they had suffered the same fate as my mother and my other two siblings, Jack and Carolina. Maybe they had met death himself, and gone straight to Hell. Well, maybe not Hell. Maybe that place called Heaven. Jack and Carolina had to have gone to a good place, they were innocent puppies when they died. But my mother, who had killed one of the pups, bringing their early demise? Well...was insanity her fault? I didn't know. Too late to care.

I chuckled to myself once more as my ebony-n-ivory colored body moved down the street. Yes, I quite liked my life as a diva-like hustler, thank you.

And if you didn't, I didn't give a damn.

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Now, now, now,
Diva is the female version of a Hustler
of a Hustler

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the script;; five.ninety.seven
the actress;; Narcissa [the narcissist]
the soundtrack;; Diva- Beyonce
the postscriptum;; for anyone :]

[Pandora!]

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Ivory flashes, black splashes. My pads swiftly traveled across cracked cement, the sidewalk never ending. House after house, I continued on this adventure for food and water, maybe some company?

In the windows, I noticed people readying themselves for dinner, the sun giving them the signal as it slowly drooped, aging quicker as the hours passed. My stomach rumbled, giving me the signal I was hitting rock-bottom with the limit of not eating. "Ah, darn.." I mumbled, shaking my crane gently, my perked auds flopping onto my skull for a few swings.

My tawny optics caught the swift vision of a sprint rat, it's finish line was a sewer drain. Instinct pounded through my mind, telling me to chase, but years of experience, four to be exact, told me different. I slowed to a stalk, skulking along the curb behind the rodent. I lowered my frame close to the asphalt, the scent of it stinging my nostrils slightly. My auds were pinned to my skull as I slowly paced behind the creature. The sound of a plate scraping against cement caused the rat to haul into the drain, and I looked up, cursing the little rodent's 'intelligence'.

The source of my lack of food was a female, black and white. Her tail was exquisite, curling upon her rump with grace. Her age was upon her, maybe a bit younger than myself. She was nearly as tall as I, but I was 22 inches, and she was about an inch below me, perfectly proportioned. Her muscles were well-toned, and she seemed thick and I assumed she could easiliy handle any situation well. I, however, was made more for speed than any other physical situation, my agility topping every other skill I had. My weight was a mere 35 pounds, distributed oddly to make speed and endurance easier.

I trotted up to the fine female, my auds perked with curiousity. "Well, hello, there," I greeted her, my voice deep and solid. "Find yourself a nice meal?" I added as the door closed, the plate leaving as well.

[moondog__[இ]]

Stop the track let me state facts
i told you to give me a meaning and i'll be right back
Sold a million round the world and they said i couldn't get it

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I had hardly been finished with my food when a voice that wasn't human made me swivel my cranium to my left, opticals finding the source of the noise quick. I stared at the brute for a moment, hardly aware of the human that had fed me retreating behind closed doors. I hadn't seen him earlier, but then again, I had been very occupied with finding some sort of food, due to how hungry I was. Hello, he haid said, such an overused phrase. I found I couldn't bother replying, until he asked about the meal I had just recieved.

I did not reply at once, but instead let my eyes roam over him. He was a handsome dog, I could admit, his belt white flecked with black in places. His eyes....his eyes were what capture me. They were a gorgeous golden with a bit of green, absolutely to die for. I nearly had to shake my cranium to make myself stop looking at them. He was about an inch taller than me, but lighter. Not that it mattered to me.

"The meal was nice, yes." I said, slowly and haughtily as I turned my frame to face him. I then grew considerate. Since I had already eaten, and I was the matter of importance, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to share some information. "If you'rehungry," I drawled, "stand on one of these house's doorsteps if their windows are drawn. One of them will eventually see you, and since it's so close to dinner time being done, if you look friendly enough they'll bring you a bit of food." She said this with a nod, and then stopped to consider him once more.

"I've done it loads, it always works." She said, and then with a mixture of pride and something else undectable, "I'm Narcissa."



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I done got so sick and filthy with benji's i can't spend
How You gone be talking shit?
You acting like i just got up in it
I've been the number one diva in this game for a minute

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[Pandora!]

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She was gorgeous, even her vocals sung with a confidence I adored. She was obviously very intelligent as well, and it seemed that she knew these streets, imprinted in her skull. Her advice was kind, but humans weren't fond of me it seemed. I just could not lower myself to anything other than who I was. Giving them the desperate look was just beyond me, I was too prideful for that. No, I was not being arrogant and stupid, it was just who I was. I'd find my own meal, but I could not rudely reject her like that. "Thank you, dear, but I am fine. I will find a meal in a bit," I replied, my eyes dancing along the houses then back to her.

She stated her name, and it was almost as beautiful as she. Narcissa. How divine. "Well, Narcissa, that's a truely beautiful name. It is very unique," I replied, my gentleman character shining brightly. Not wanting to be rude and leave her without a name, I returned with my own. "I am Ajax." It was different, introducing myself. I had gone so long without any contact of anyone. This was nice, conversing like this.

I thought of my dear, my pup. Arcadia, I will come for you. I had not forgotten about her, no, I could not. She was my child, I had given her strength when she had none. I had shown her love when she had none. I had found her in her time of puppy weakness and grew her into a beautiful young woman, and now, she is somewhere along these streets. I was determined to find my darling Arcadia again, to show her I will always be her father, even thought I had no mate, no litter. I had promised to find her, and I would.

[moondog__[இ]]

Shawty is a killa
But I really want him
And I got to have him tonight


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When he said that he would find a meal later, Narcissa did not insist or press her advice upon him. She instantly dropped the matter, letting it slide from her mind as if it was never there. She had made her suggestion, and that's all there was to it. Narcissa was never one to insist upon kindness. Hell, she hardly ever showed it in the first place, so why would she dwell on it? She smiled slightly to herself at the thought, and then she turned her attention back to the brute as he spoke again, auds erect and opticals locked on his face.

Well, Narcissa, that's a truely beautiful name. It is very unique. She smirked at this. If he only knew the origin of her name, why she had given it to herself, that she had narcissistic tendacies. Would he still think her name was unique and beautiful? Perhaps. She, herself, had never met another canine named Narcissa. She took pride it that, because she was herself. She was arrogant, beautiful, wonderful Narcissa. In her opinion, of course. But was she ever wrong?

When he stated his name, she nodded. "Ajax. That's very unique as well. I like it." It was not a lie that left Narcissa's lips, surprisingly. She did like the name, and it was unique. She had never known an Ajax either. That had to be brownie points for the handsome male, because if it was one thing Narcissa loved, it was things that were one of a kind.

"So do you have a specific reason for being here, Ajax?" She asked conversationally, tone still confident and haughty, as always. "Or are you simply wandering?"

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Straight heart breaker
But it really don't matter
Cause I really want him tonight

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[Pandora!]

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you spin my head right round, right round
when you go down, when you go down, down.

Her compliment sent to me rung in my ears, her lyrics twirling around my auds, teasing them. Ajax. That's very unique as well. I like it. I was glad she liked it for some reason unkown to me, why was there satisfaction in that? Nevermind. "Why, thank you, Narcissa," I replied, her name flicking of my pink sliver lightly, I enjoyed speaking her name, it left a bitter-sweet taste on my lolling tongue, a slight pant.

Her next words left me dumbfounded, did she read my mind? So do you have a specific reason for being here, Ajax? Yes, I do, Narcissa. Or are you simply wandering? No, Narcissa, not wandering, I am searching. Narcissa. Her name bounced around in my mind as I adjusted to it. It took me a moment or two to reply, for I was lost in my own thoughts. "I am here in search for a long lost.. child." I stumbled upon the last word, what should I have called Arcadia? A pup? No, she was a grown young lady. A female? No, that sounded as if she was my mate, and she clearly was not. I had no mate. Child sounded as if I had a mate, as if I had a litter with one. No, I did no. "I sort of adopted her a bit ago, and I have been looking for her after we split." I had to clarify what I was saying, I did not want her to think something untrue.

I then felt stupid, I did not need to clarify myself, for Narcissa was not further inquiring about it. I was just rambling. Damn it. I felt like a stupid pup around this beautiful female.

[moondog__[இ]]

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not)
But I'm scared of (loving you)
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right)
But I'm scared of (loving you)


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In search of a lost child, aye? So he did have a mate. Well, that was the way it sounded, that he had a mate and children, but that he had lost one. Interesting. But it wasn't like she cared, right? It was likely that such a handsome brute would already be claimed, anyways. Such common sense that she nearly sorted. But...no. She was absolutely gorgeous, and she didn't have a mate, because she didn't think that anyone would be able to put up with her. She was, afterall, quite the handful, was she not? That was why her own had booted her out. Because she was a troublesome, caniving bitch.

Heh.

But then he spoke again, and her auds twitched, taking in the words. Oh. She was adopted. So he didn't have a mate. Wait, why was she still pondering this subject? Her beautiful, curled tail swayed back and forth for a short moment, and then went still as she glanced over at him again and nodded. She had never had puppies, obviously, or even a mate, so she didn't know what it was like to want to find something very badly. No, she had never had that feeling. She had never had any reason to rush about for some reason.

"I know how you feel." Ah, her first lie to this male. But it wasn't like it was a big one. "I haven't seen any other canines lately. I've been on my own for quite some time, Ajax." She said, and that was the truth. It had been a while since she had any company, yes...

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Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love Love,
When Love seems to hate us?

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[Pandora!]

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My golden, green speckled eyes noticed her wrapped tail swaying a bit, and he allowed his relaxed one to do so also, enjoying her company. She knew how he felt? How it felt to force yourself to seperate from the only creature who you ever loved for her own sake? No, honey, I doubt that. Her next statement kept me interested, however. Yes, she was lonely as well. "Well, I suppose it's nice that I have come across you, hm?" Was I asking if she was interested? Oh, shit, I think I did. I pondered on how to cover it up, but decided to not make a big deal out of it, maybe she would not catch it.

Arcadia, I will find you, I swear it.

"Ajax, how come I don't have a mommy?" she asked me, her blue eyes curious, head cocked to the left. She was a few months along now, her skull healing nicely. She had fallen from a few stories up, but I could not tell her that. I also could not tell her she had a bit of brain damage, that she was special. "Well, Arc'.." I started, unsure of whether or not I should tell her. I continued. "I'm not really your daddy, I found you in the alley that night, remember? I just thought you needed some help. So I helped you, and here we are." I murmured to her, looking out at the sunrise. She soaked that in for a bit, tasting my words. "So.. No mommy? Or daddy?" That was Arcadia, analyzing things until they were outlined, laid out for her perfectly. "Well, I suppose I am your father in ways.." I replied, looking down at the pup. "Oh, okay, Ajax."

[moondog__[இ]]

I'm not scared of lions and tigers and bears (no I'm not)
But I'm scared of (loving you)
I'm not scared to perform at a sold out affair (that's right)
But I'm scared of (loving you)


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Did she know how he felt? No, Narcissa didn't. She hadn't know her mother very much when the bitch had gone insane and killed her own daughter, and then been murdered by Narcissa's father. A disturbing sight, but she didn't care. Her father had been right in killing her mother. Had he not, Narcissa's mother would have murdered each and every one of her pups. And Narcissa was too good for her life to be ended early. She and Diarem had shared a certain bond, stronger than others. But she wasn't determined to find him, she wasn't lost without him.

Ajax's words brought her back to earth, and she glanced over at him. Had he just asked if she was interested? No, he couldn't have. It was just her mind playing tricks on her. Wishful thinking? She smirked to herself, having to refrain from laughing as she once more turned her easily baited attention back to Ajax.

"Yes." She said, slowly and patiently. "Very fortunate that you did. Nice, you could say." She said with a slight chuckle, flashing Ajax a quick and slightly rare smile.

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Am I the only one who thinks it's an impossible task
Why it don't last? Is that too much to ask?
Why do we love Love,
When Love seems to hate us?

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[Pandora!]

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Oh, this female, was so gorgeous..
Her lips were mesmerising, so much that I had lost her words, having to go back into my short-term memory and replay them. Yes. Ah, she agreed. Well, that was good, I suppose. Her voice was so sweet, so alluring. Very fortunate that you did. I agree, dear. Nice, you could say. Mm, very nice.

"Yeah, very nice.." My voice lowered to a whisper as my train of thoat derailed. I snapped myself back into sweet reality, wondering why the hell we were still standing here. "Um, would you like to walk? Possibly show me somewhere to quench my thirst? I need a refreshment." Oh, I sounded ridiculous sometimes, how I stuttered over usually easy, careless words.

It was true, I needed to refresh myself. Even my pelt needed a quick rinse, dust and dirt clinging to roots and ends. My tongue was dry and thick, cotton-mouth I suppose.