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

[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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Narcissa watched him as he seemed to grow lost in thought, and then snap back out of it. She would be a hypocrite to complain, seeing as how she was the one who had a brain that was constantly working to furl and unfurl the mysteries of life-- as long as they had something to do with her, of course. If not, how were they important? Simple answer to a simple question: they weren't. She paused for a moment, looking up at the sky as it continued to grow steadily darker, showing that time continued despite the two canine's standing still. Which, speaking of, why were they?

As if reading her thoughts like a very confusing yet open book, Ajax asked if she would like to walk, or moreso if she knew anywhere he could quench his thirst. She nodded. "Actually, I do know a place." She said with a nod, looking around. She then gestured with her cranium for him to walk along with her, and started down off of the step.

Her head was held moderately high, her walk moreso a stride as she started for the outskirts of the small town. When she reached them, she halted, looking back to make sure that Ajax had followed her. "There's a pond, right over there. Small, but suitable." She said, her tone low yet audible, seductive and proud as always.


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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!]

ajax*

My eyes traveled over her body as Narcissa spoke, from the curled tip of her tail to her ebonite nose. She was a finely built female, and quite attractive. Her scent was alluring, teasing me to come closer, to allow our bodies to merge as one. I did not, though. I respected her more than that. Her voice was just as seductive, and my self-control was wavering, but I reinforced it.

"Thank you, Narcissa," I replied to her directions, then realizing she was to bring me there. I smiled at her, my lips curling around ivory scissors. My eyes swung along with her hips as she trotted before me, and I instantly followed, my paws light and quick, flashes of ivory and ebony.

My pace matched Narcissa's after a while, then, suddenly, I was the only one walking. I did not stop, merely looking at her while her cranium turned to wards me. "Hm?" I muttered, continuing along with confidence. It was a rhetorical question.

[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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Narcissa watched him as he passed her, brown eyes flickering with their usual fiery determination. They were slightly narrowed, and she waited until he was a bit ahead of her to trot forward again. Many times she had visited this pond. For a drink, for a swim, to harass the ducks that wandered to it during the day just for the sake of being a bitch and causing trouble. She loved it, because she loved water. Yes, she liked the cool liquid, liked basking in it when it was sunny and she needed to cool down.

Sure, it was Autumn, but what did Narcissa care? Her paws met the slightly chilled water first, and she proceeded into it until her curled tail, back, shoulders, neck, and cranium were the only things about her slim body that were visible. She waded around for a moment, feeling small fish brush past her legs in a hurried frenzy, before she stopped and turned her head back towards Ajax.

"Care to join me?" She asked with a half-smirk. Tail gave several wags as she watched him, awaiting his answer. Surely he would, right?


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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!]

ajax*

Relief rushed through me as the asphalt turned to grass, then to water. Ah, the chilly liquid was relaxing. My footsteps were marked with underwater mush as I walked behind her, the water line slowly moving up my legs. Auds perked at her inquiry. Care to join me? Oh, yes, I would. I did not reply verbally, though, I did so with my movements as the water gradually made its way to my chest.

I waded in the water, moving deeper than Narcissa was, now swimming around. "This feels wonderful. Thank you very much, Narcissa," I stated, my lids covered golden optics. Dirt and other debris was picked off of me with accepted help from the pond, fish swimming beneath me.

[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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Narcissa smiled to herself as she watched him enter the water. When he surpassed her, she chuckled and gave him a moment before she started deeper, as well. His words reached her auds, and she nodded once, taking her time in replying. She was quite enjoying the water. It had been a while since she had been in it, and it was so very refreshing, like it cleared her mind...she had missed it, there was absolutely no denying that fact. She had missed a lot of stuff.

"Any time, Ajax." She murmured as she began to swim large circles around him. After a moment she quit, and instead began to swim further out into the water until the only thing visible was her head, held up to keep water from flowing into her nostrils.


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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!]

ajax*

"Narcissa," I stated simply, my voice rumbling from my throat. I somehow always surprised myself, and this time, it was my soft, sincere tone of voice. I thought about what I'd say next, a good habit of mine. Some idiots just blurted out anything they thought, but not I. "Why are you here? Do you not have a family?" I was curious, that was for sure.

As she began to move out further, as did I, my paws cupping padfuls of water and propelling me forwards, following the attractive female. I wanted to hear her reply clearly, and let us not mention that her presence next to mine was such a pleasure.

I was not going to hide the truth, I was physically attracted to this female canine, but now, I was becoming emotionally attracted to her, she was very kind to me, and gave me a chance to speak. She gave me a chance to show my true colors, being a gentleman. I adored her already, but I doubted I could love her. This was not because of who she was, just because of my history with previous females.

Not a female had ever stayed around long enough for the two of us to fall in love, but I had been close. Arcadia was always enough for me, but now, I craved more, and there was something about this Narcissa that lured me in, and I was still not sure what that was. I did not mind, either, I enjoyed a little love game every once in a while, and she seemed as if she was up for one.

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[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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When he asked about her history, Narcissa stopped swimming for a moment. Then, remembering she would sink if she didn't, she continued on nonchalantly, considering her answer. Family. She hadn't seen them in quite some time, and doubted she ever would again. But that was perfectly fine with her. It wasn't like she needed them, now was it? No. She was fine, just fine, thanks. Or that was what she told herself, atleast. That was what she made herself believe.

She glanced over at Ajax, considering. So far, she had been nicer to him than she had to any dog, because she had at first been captured by his physical appearance, and was now being pulled in emotionally, as well. She felt like a hooked fish, absolutely powerless. But no, Narcissa was never powerless. She never let anything get that far.

"I have no family that I still am on speaking terms with." She answered. "We were broken apart long ago." She said. "As for mates and what not, I don't think anyone would have me, so that's a negative in that department." She said with a smirk, glancing at the handsome male once more. Yes, he was sure something else.

"And yourself, Ajax?" She just loved saying his name. She loved how unique it was, how it sounded, how it rolled smoothly off of her tongue, how her voice altered it...


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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!]

ajax*

Her voice rung in my ears, perking them. Such a down-to-earth gal.. I have no family that I still am on speaking terms with. Me either, Narcissa. We're beginning to have much in common, my dear. We were broken apart long ago. Same with mine, darling. As for mates and what not, I don't think anyone would have me.. Why not, Narcissa? You are gorgeous, you are sweet, you are.. perfection.

Why was I thinking like this? I mean, yes, all was true of Narcissa: her beauty was undescribable, her actions and words were adorable, and she was the quintessence of perfection. This was just so odd to me, I could not believe myself, all these surprises.

Me? Ah, let me start, then. "I do not speak with anyone, for they are all deceased. I was the only one to escape the fire." It was a simple statement, but it was a gate to my past. I did not wish to speak of this, for it brought pain to me, but I wished to connect with this Narcissa.

"Mates? Eh, never got around to it I suppose. I was always a nomad, in search of my dear Arcadia.." I continued, circling the female, she was previously circling me. "Now, though, I think I will wait for a while. I feel as though I'm on her trail, that she is near, but maybe it is fasle intuition."

[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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Narcissa was listening closely to Ajax, auds drinking in his words. He was an interesting male, she did have to admit. Normally, she would not have the patience to listen to frivolous stories. But his...they didnt seem silly or frivolous to her. They were interesting. And the more they talked, the more she realized that had lots in common. Well, she couldn't imagine herself doing on a search for...say, Diarem, her brother. But still, maybe if she had good reason, if she had made a promise...

When he spoke of a fire, she hoped that he hadn't noticed how her harsh yet beautiful eyes had softened, but if he had been looking at her, how would he not have noticed such a large change? Then he talked about how his search for Arcadia had gotten into the way of his gaining of a mate. She nodded, thoughts suddenly whirling.

He had shared a few personal facts with her, yet she could not share any with him. It pressed on her conscious until finally, she just had to speak. She turned to look into his eyes, hoping that he understood how rare and important this was to her.

"My mother, when we were very young, went insane when my brother Jack died. And it drove her to attack and kill one of my sisters. Before she could hurt any of us my father killed her." That was the first step. And the first step was always the hardest. "I think maybe that might have helped...helped develop my narcassistic personality disorder in some ways."

She paused, and then let out a harsh yet quiet chuckle. "Yes, I'm a narcassist. So feel free to leave me, if you'd like. It's not as if I..." The last word, 'care', caught in her throat, and she went silent, now staring at the rippling water around her.


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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!]

ajax*
7even days since I've seen your face,
7even nights I have laid to waste.

At first, I assumed she would not return to me her own past, my eyes drooped downwards in disappointment; I wanted to know about Narcissa, I had a true, sincere interest in the bitch. Her vocals surprised me, though, eyes lit up with the craving of information she was about to give. My mother, when we were very young, went insane when my brother Jack died. Oh, my.. She has been through tough times. Dear, Narcissa, I am here for you. And it drove her to attack and kill one of my sisters. Shit.. Your past was much worse than mine, dear, I will always be an open ear for you. Before she could hurt any of us my father killed her. What a truly unselfish thing to do, I could only ponder upon who horrible it felt to be in his pads at that moment. I think maybe that might have helped.. Go on, Narcissa, I am all auds for your voice. -helped develop my narcassistic personality disorder in some ways. Ah, my dear, I am truly sorry.. Not a being in the world should have to go through such a feat.

Her next statement caused me to stumble upon my thoughts, Yes, I'm a narcassist. So feel free to leave me, if you'd like. It's not- No, no, no. I shall not leave you, Narcissa. I realized I had to speak to her, that she was indeed not a mind-reader. "Narcissa, you are who you are, for whatever reason it may be. I have stayed with you this long, dear, and that statement will not change that unless you wish it to," I returned quickly, assuring my presence. "I have an odd interest to you, Narcissa, and I am not sure why." I looked over at her with sincere, golden eyes. She was beautiful, she was a narcassist -- and had every right to be --, she was Narcissa: complex, yet simply; sweet, yet fiesty; perfect, but with imperfecctions. I adored this female, it was true.