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To cage an angel... (Joe X Angel)

Joseph Kerr

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 11, 2009
The man walked the streets. His lips were pursed and his tone bright. In fact he even managed a little skip in his step as he walked the pavement. The neck length hair on his head was pulled back into a half tail that left those bangs free to dangle in front of his eyes. Blocking them from covering completely a pair of half frame glasses stood on his nose, bringing attention to the dark and deep set brown eyes that surveyed the passerbys.

Dave. It was a simple name, he had always known that but it really didn't matter. He was happy wth it for the time being and until something came along that made him want something better, he would keep it. Tossing his head, the bangs flung themselves on top of his head for just a moment before the fickle breeze once again blew them down. With a huff, his hand slipped out of the pocket of his faded blue jeans to brush them back forcefully. Another hand slipped out and slid a beanie bearing the classic Joker on to his head, trapping those rougish bangs for the moment.

Six feet tall, he was one used to looking down at most people. It wasn't out of ego or even snobbishness, it was merely because most people came just below eye level where he lived. Giving a shrug to adjust the trench coat he was wearing he sildled up against the wall, his eyes still scanning the crowds. He wasn't exactly muscular, but he definitely wasn't what most would call weak. Training to join in the service had proved helpful in more ways than just increasing stamina. He was as lean as ever but that didnt' mean that he was skinny. What had onc been undeveloped muscle was slowly turning into something harder. But he still had a way to go before he was going to be worthy of the poster boy army brats.

His lip curled at the thought of that. He would never match them, but the Navy had never wanted someone for brawn. They looked for the men and women with brains. And with the test scores that he had, they had gotten a lot of that. Coming close to qualifying for the nuclear program in just the proficiency test he had been guaranteed any job he wanted, and he had taken it with pleasure. A Mass Communication Specialist once he grauduated he was going to be making sure people saw the best of the Navy, no matter what. Lost in his thoughts, his eyes wandered until they fell upon that woman. Locking tightly, he followed her every movement.
 
Walking the streets was Amanda's way of getting away from the family, friends, and studies. She never liked her name, she thought it was too common. Amanda had always wanted to be unique and nothing like everyone around her. That is, until she learned what her name meant. It meant "Worthy of Love." Which is something she prided herself in. She has long black hair that touches just pass her shoulder blades. Dark brown eyes hidden beneath thick, long, black eyelashes and covered by green contacts that made her eyes look hazel. Another feature that she personally liked most about herself are her soft pink lips. The shade of pink that coated her lips was so perfect in her eyes she never wore gloss or lipstick to cover it up.

She was wearing a black hoodie that cut off right below her breasts to show of the rest of her clothing. Underneath the half-hoodie was a royal blue tank-top that connected with a simple, black leather belt which held up her blue jeans. Her jeans hugged every curve of the lower half of her body, starting to loosen up as it got pass the knees and flared lightly at the ankles. Her feet were covered by a pair of black and white Converse All star sneakers, laced only half way up the tongue of the sneaker. Last but not least she wore a semi-long leather jacket that stopped just behind her knee.

She looked around to see if any of her friends were in sight. "Thank God." They had been pestering her all week to hang out and she had almost every single day that week. Today was her break day. She had no classes due to Midterms, and it was so relaxing to not be bothered by the 'everyday crowd.' She found a nearby Starbucks and she could never resist. She made her way inside, ordered, and took a seat in on of the comfortable couches they kept in there. Sometimes they were usually empty, seeing as everyone was always in a rush to grab their coffe and go. Not Amanda. Not today at least. She sat down enjoying her mocha frappuccino and playing with her phone, reading through a few new texts she had gotten during her walk.
 
His eyes locked onto her and his lips twitched up into something of a smile. Pushing off of the wall, his hands slid into the large pockets of his coat. Skipping off across the street, he really never looked, but trusted in his right of way to get to the other side. Stepping into the coffee place his eyes locked with hers, a caressing glance that seemed to penetrate to her soul before glancing back to the menu. Paying for the drink, he wandered about for a moment before seemingly randomly sitting down across from her in his own couch. A relaxed sigh slipped from his lips, his eyes never looked her way again and his feet stretched out on the table like he was at home.

He was quite content. He had been told many times that his eyes would draw even the most reserved of women to talk to him. That was a trap in and of itself because his old girlfriends had claimed his voice a weapon that could make even the frostiest of women melt in his hands. So he contented himself with sipping at his drink, flipping through a magazine he had found on the table, humming tunelessly to himself.
 
She sighed softly and looked towards the door as the small bell rang to let people know that someone has either entered or left. In that moment where his eyes met hers, she felt as if she almost froze. She smiled softly at him then turned her head away while batting her eyelashes flirtatiously. She sipped from her chilled cup and placed it back down on the table. Bringing her phone back up, her cute and flirtatious expression faded. She had a few texts from her friends, bugging her to come and hang out with them, then a few from her ex that were completely about nothing. She rolled her eyes and snapped her phone shut aggravatingly.

Sitting back on the couch she took another sip of the chilled coffee and looked back over to the counter. He just received his order and was coming her way. She eyed him playfully and watched as he sat across from her. 'Well this is a surprise.' Her eyebrow quirked softly as she got a better look at him. He was devastatingly handsome. His eyes... oh those eyes were slowly drawing her in. She blinked a few times and looked away, realizing she was staring at the man. She looked back in her phone going over the texts she already seen and sighed softly. She wasn't doing this for any other reason but to maybe catch the man's attention.
 
He looked up for just a moment before returning to his magazine. His lips turned up in a half smile, already knowing what kind of game she was playing. Well, if she wanted to play the sound game by all means, he would indulge. Taking a deep breath he let it out slowly, a soft whistle that flucuated in tone almost as if making a cat call yet never crossing that ever important Politically Correct line. His feet tapped at the air, the black soles worn from use and the fabric faded from exposure to the elements. He didn't change shoes until they were ready to fall apart and sometimes not even until they actually did. Sipping at the drink, his eyes never faltered from the magazine, but his eyebrow curled up in a questioning manner yet never actually a word came from his mouth.

Setting down the magazine, he stood and gave a winning smile that seemed directed at no one inparticular. He was half done with the drink, but he felt the need to find a new seat. Call it an experiment. He thought he knew people, but every now and then, some of them could surprise him. So, this was his experiment to see just how deep that look ran into her system. Giving her one meaningful look, he headed for the door and exited without another word. Taking three steps he leaned back against the wall and waited. Time to see if she would follow...
 
She watched intently, but secretively. She didn't know this game all to well, but she loved learning them. As he stood up and smiled in made her giggle lightly to himself. He was a character that's for sure. She watched him leave and slight smiled pout graced her lips. However, she then saw he didn't go far. Not far at all actually. Just outside the window beside her couch. She moved up to the window and breathed on it slowly so that the glass would fog up. Taking her finger tip she wrote through the fog, backwards n her side so that he could read it. "Miss you" is what it said. She knocked on the window, but before he could turn around she returned to her phone, acting casual. As if she wasn't the one who wrote the small message.
 
He turned at the tap and smirked. So, this little one had some tricks did she? Well, he had tricks too. He gave a half wave and smirked at her before sticking his hands into his pockets and gliding away. His eyes followed her until the wall blocked his view and then he continued walking along the sidewalk, whistling to himself and never casting a glance backwards. At the first chance he got, he slipped down an alleyway and pressed against the side of it. His lips curled up into a smile and he touched the Joker beanie for a moment. Sometimes that character invaded at just the right time. Others, he questioned his sanity because of how he sometimes acted. But that was something for a later day. Right now, he was focused on something a little more important. So, he crouched far enough that even at eye level he wouldn't see to be there and he waited, fiddling with something in one of his pockets until she decided to come his way.
 
She looked back up to see him gone. Her eyes searched side to side, but he was out of view completely. Snapping her phone shut, she stood up, pocketed it, grabbed her drink and left the cafe. She looked left down the sidewalk, then right. No where. Sighing lightly to herself she turned left and began to casually walk down the sides of the street. She sipped on her drink lightly, savoring the taste of the chocolate tainted coffee. She licked her lips softly and pulled the drink to her side as she continued to walk. She was close to the alley way now, her phone beginning to vibrate in her pocket. Stopping directly infront of the alley way she checked her phone. A missed call. She checked the call but it was restricted.
 
Slowly he bloomed from the alley and stood beside her, peering over her shoulder. He kept silent as he hovered over her, making sure his shadow was kept from her sight. His lips curled up in something of a smile. Slowly he opened his mouth and out came a sultry deep pitched voice that caressed at an ear when he wanted it to. "Having a little difficulty with your phone?" He spoke softly, just enough for her to hear, trying to startle her, but not spook to the point of running.
 
As he spoke his words Amanda did get startled. His voice... oh God that voice. She didn't jump or gasp, but she felt her heart almost burst through her chest. Her hair stood on their ends as his warm breath lightly touched her ear. The ring of his voice almost seemed to make her lean in closer. She turned around to find the mysterious man from the cafe. She bit her bottom lip, a light blush gracing her cheeks.. "A little. Someone called but the number was blocked." She licked her upper lip softly and took another sip of the chilled mocha frap, then licked her lips once more. She leaned against one of the street lights that was next to them and looked him over once more.. She liked his coat. It was much longer than hers, and it looked awesome. She reached forward and grasped upon the edge of it, rubbing the soft leather between her fingers. "Nice."
 
His lips pulled into a smug smile and he shrugged. "I'm not a fan of that model myself. Too many things can go wrong if you touch it when you don't mean to." He reached up and took the hand fondling at his coat in his own, clasping the palm within his grasp he softly pulled it away. "Thank you. However, this isn't the best I have. Merely the about town coat. Don't want the better ones geting scuffed up. You know?" HIs lips quirked up and his eyes travelled a little too openly over her body, but even so, his gaze was a pierce to the heart, a hunger that never seemed quite satisfied. His free hand reached out and stroked her cheek softly, the backs of the fingers caressing the skin just as softly as his voice was caressing at her ears. "You shouldn't be out by your lonesome. Someone might take it in their head to have their way with you. Perhaps I should accompany you for a little while." Both of his hands fell away, leaving her untouched, yet the lingering sensation would surely still be there. Straightening the coat sleeves, he cocked his head to the side slightly, thankful for the beanie keeping those insufferable bangs out of his eyes for the moment.
 
She smiled softly as he spoke about her wanderings of the city. "I think I'm more than capable of taking care of myself. I'm a big girl." As he touched her cheek she blushed lightly, her eyes closing as she nuzzled into his knuckles lightly before he pulled his hand away. A soft glee filled moan escaped her lips, her eyes opening and looking back into his. Despite her previous words however, "I'd like that. Company sounds good right about now." She liked this. It was a break from the usual crowd. Though she was avoiding her friends and trying to look for "her time," she didn't mind this at all either. "So where would we go?" Since he offered, she assumed he had an idea as to what they would do. She didn't have classes, nor work to worry about today which was a main reason as to why she was out. Her friends tried to take up as much of her time as they could whenever she didn't have to work or go to class. Or even if she got off early. However, there was something interesting about this man that made her not want to push him away.
 
His eyes glinted hard as she asked as to where they might go. Just like that, his teeth had snapped shut around her. His lips turned up into something of a smile/smirk and he shrugged his shoulders roughly. "Well, I never really think about that kind of thing so how about we just go for a walk and see where our feet take us?" He pushed out of the alley and loomed over her for a moment, a stifling presence that exuded both a well placed confidence and a mild aura of seduction. Reaching up he pulled off the beanie and shook his head, letting the long hair tumble back into that infamous part. Most of his hair hung off to the left, leaving just a small yet still long part hanging over his right ear. Combing his fingers through his hair, he smiled again watching her closely. She was cute, and given how she had moaned at his touch, it was hiding something even better under the surface. "Why don't you lead the way for now? I'm sure you won't mind if I take control later." His words trailed off with a glint from his eyes and another brief stroke of his hand across her neck. Even lighter than before his fingers seemed to barely even touch at the skin this time, yet the contact was just as forceful as the one before.
 
The light touch on the back of her neck tickled lightly. She felt goosebumps coating her skin, chills shooting up her spine and through her veins. It felt good, but she didn't hold a reaction to it. His words made her blush lightly. She had a dirty mind and her mind loved to wander when the opportunity rose. She nodded lightly and continued on down the street through the crowds of business people. She giggled lightly. Everyone seemed to be in a rush to somewhere. However her and... wait a minute... She turned back and looked at him, walking backwards through the crowd as they did so. She trusted him to be her eyes, though it seemed she was moving through people without much of a problem. "What's your name?" Her eyebrow quirked ever so lightly, a sweet smile stretching her lips ever so slightly as she looked at him with those sparkling eyes of hers. he was so cute and looking at him made her blush very lightly. Light enough she could blame it on the chilled air if wanted. Continuing to listen she turned back, facing forward. she didn't want to press her luck with walking backwards through the crowded sidewalks.
 
His lips quirked into something of a smirk and he shrugged his shoulders. "Why does that have anything to do with us walking?" He kept his eyes forward, glacing at her once in a while. He never really let his mind wander, but from time to time it had a tendency to slip into something quite dark and dirty. Nothing made his eyes dance like that without some insipiration. Glancing at her again, he figured he owed it to her. "Name's Dave. And yourself?" He may not be one for formalities, but once they were out, they were needed. Strolling down the street he sighed contentedly, tucking his hands into his coat. The crisp air was refreshing and they were slowly making their way towards the townhomes. He lived here, but he wasn't going to say anything about that right now. So pointing off to the distance he smiled. "There's a nice park over there if you'd like to enjoy the view."
 
She smiled softly, a light giggle escaping her lips as they continued to walk and talk. "Well, I'd rather know something about you than continue to walk with a complete stranger." She smiled again and looked toward the direction they were walking. It became clear that everyone else who occupied the street were invisible to her. She couldn't even hear them at this point, almost as if they were ghosts among her. All she could hear was his voice, and all she could see was him. "I'm Amanda." She smiled yet again and looked over to him, batting her long, black, sooty eyelashes in the process. "The view? The view of what exactly?" She didn't object despite her question. Their figures already heading in the direction of the park he had pointed out.
 
His lips twitched softly. "Well, the view varies with who's there. Most of the time, it's just a view of the field and lake. But every now and then something comes along that would make that view seem quite pale in comparison." His lips actually curved into a smile as the topped the ridge of the park, the sun high in the sky as it set the small lake glittering. He didn't keep his distance, his arm brushing against the small of her back as he whispered. "Amanda's a nice name, but I don't think it suits you very well. Something more apporpriate... But what?" His face took on the smile of someone contemplating something of deep importance. At least it was to him.
 
She smiled lightly, her cheeks blushing softly. "I think I wanna go see the lake." She smiled lightly as she tugged at his jacket, but continued on ahead of him. She swayed her hips with every step that she took. She could feel the breeze coming off the water as it made loose strands of hair dance along the breezes. "Mmmm." She tilted her head back slightly, closing her eyes lightly. She returned her attention back to him as he started a new topic about her name. "Doesn't suit me?" Her eyebrow cocked, turning completely now to face him. She had a cocky attitude that just painted her expression. She batted her eyes, face to face, only mere inches away from him as he thought up another name for her. "So what would be more 'appropriate' for me?"
 
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