Aloha Heja He

[Riki]

[[Fiyori Senay, continued from Mass Destruction]]

The searing sun shone brightly today. Too bright. Way too bright. The brightest and beyond bright. It shone and it felt as if Fiyori sat in the middle of an oven. An oven decorated by green and other green, perpetually combating the desert climate that dares to encroach on this manmade paradise.

In short, it was way too fucking hot. Her home was too fucking hot. The outside was even worse and she didn't know why she bothered. Black skin was supposed to ward the sun or something. Of course, there was a difference between radiation, and the blending light in her eyes and the piercing heat.

Fiyori considered ice cream. She had water, true, but ice cream would've been nice, too. Danny worked in Diamondback. She considered seeing him. Well, trying to see and buy something while he was on his shift. Funny, no? A few weeks ago, she actively avoided that place. Because of him. Then all of a sudden she was seeking it out. Because of him.

Truly, the folly of youth. Still, she didn't end up buying something. Not because Danny wasn't there, but because... because...

...because?

Heh, all she did was wandering around without aim. Uncertain about what she desired, and where she wanted to go. A metaphor for her life, maybe. Or maybe not. It actually wasn't one. She had a goal. A very concrete goal. A destination. One, that was so very soon... so very near... so close to grasp. All the past months, years even - they all have been a path to that one goal. And for that, she was proud.

Fiyori sat on a lone bench, and watched the sweat on her hands.

[Rorick Skyve†]

                                                                          ((Aiden Slattery, pregame start))


Fan-frickin-tastic.  Neato burrito, Fucking A, Awesomeburgers! He could have gone on summing up his feelings for the current weather, but that would have been a waste of time, even for him. Sun did a mighty fine job that day, full stop. Perfect time to take a hike, get some tan going. Or just stroll around, like he did now.

Aiden had originally planned to go for a trip with his bike, like he always did. Not rain nor ice or even a blizzard, nothing and no one, not even Grand Motherfucker Zeus himself could stop him when he decided to get that fine lady - his bike - out of the stable. Well, nothing except a wee little, teeny weenie minor accident. Happened the other day, no damage on him, which was kinda surprising, really and made him giggle to this day. Would have been even more hilarious if not for the fact that his frickin bike looked like it had been wrecked by a train after. Bit of exaggeration there, but hell, that was what he did feel like when first seeing it!

Long story short, it had to be repaired. He had outright refused to buy a new one, fucking refused. Couldn't blame his dad though, no way the old man could understand the true bond between a man and his most  loyal steed. Sharon though, she did understand. Knew nothing about that kinda thing herself, but she knew what Aiden needed, always. Good ol' sis.

Aiden smiled to himself as he kept wandering aimlessly. He had planned to go to Sumac first, but Liberty was closer to that ice cream parlor he loved....and so he had decided in favor of the latter. So he had thrown on the first shirt and pants he could get his fingers on - horribly mismatching colors, but who cared, right? - and left the house. He did love himself some of the green, nice change from all the boringness around town, which could make a man fall asleep while walking, true as truth.

Still, Aiden wasn't too impressed with Sumac Park as a whole, never had been. Green was fine and all, but not when it was all over the place, "in-your-face" kinda like.  Was probably just him feeling that way, but a man was entitled to his opinion, after all. Not like they were in North Korea or stuff. Blink at the wrong person the wrong way in the wrong place - BLAM! End of the line, sucker.

Talking about wrong person and wrong place, who did we have here? Aiden stopped dead in his tracks, wiped a bit of sweat off his brow and observed the girl ahead.  

Yup, familiar, he'd bet his left nut. Talked to that chick before, couldn't remember where or when, but she was no stranger. Fi-something. Fiona? Eh,  he'd just go with Fi, better than calling her "Darkie" or something, like his uncle would have. She didn't seem to have noticed him yet. Just sitting there on some bench, doing - what exactly? Staring at her palm like it was some sorta textbook. Fortune teller shit maybe? Those creeps knew how to read a hand, or so they said. Whatever she did, she didn't seem like she was much into it. Bored? Yeah, she was prolly just bored.

Aiden's smile widened and he absent-mindedly licked over his teeth. He knew what to do. Best cure against boredom known to man? A little shot of fun, of course. And he, oh, he was gonna inject that right into her venes, shoot her to the moon! Moody or not, there was no sourpussy around that he wouldn't manage to cheer the fuck up. And just like that, the plan was settled.

He kept on walking, a little off path. No need to approach her head-on. He was about to show her the danger of sitting on a bench. Never know when someone sneaks up on ya.

Aiden treaded carefully, didn't want to make too much noise. Would ruin the surprise. Finally, he managed to get right behind the girl, all sneaky beaky like. Or sneaky "Beaksy" like, in his case. That one wasn't half bad, needed to memorize it.
Grinning like a Cheshire Cat, Aiden extended his hand, only wanting to tap her back at first. Took him all but one second to decide "fuck it", before swiftly bringing down both his hands on her shoulders. "Wakie, wakie, Fi! Sun's up!"

[Riki]

She wanted to have fun. She wanted to be with her friends. Enjoy the last days of her youth, and the last days of everything. Yet there she was, sitting alone. All alone, and only occupied by-

Suddenly! A weight on her shoulders!

Fiyori jolted. She jumped forward, releasing herself. She turned around, and with a snarl she picked up her phone. She took a hearty swing and...

realized that maybe that was a dumb idea. Yeah, it was a dumb idea. Really, fucking stupid. Neither her phone, nor Aiden's face would appreciate it. So she growled, thought for a moment and stored her phone away.

Fiyori mustered Aiden for a moment and she realized that he managed to sneak up on her. Great. Fucking great. She was so engrossed in some dumb introspection she didn't notice him, and oh well! There she got a taste of her own medicine. Guess she deserved it?

Did he call her Fi though? Seriously?

She stared at him. She scratched her back, she scratched her neck and then she finally managed to relax a bit.

"...what's up?"

[Rorick Skyve†]

Jumpy little critter, that one.  He liked the snarling though, all wild animal like, untamed, uncontained. Maybe not such a bore after all.

Aiden winked at her, playfully brushing a strand of hair out of his face.  Did she seem angry there for a second? Nah, probably not. No reason for her to be upset about anything, it was just a little fun, after all. Just her revving up her own engine, that was probably it.

He remained where he was, leaned forward and placed both his elbows on the upper backrest of the bench, then cupped his cheeks. He even fluttered his eyelashes, cherry on top. Striking a dainty pose,  all Peter Pan like. Maybe more like Tinker Bell, but that was splitting hairs. Both fairies right? He had never seen the movie, but not like it mattered.

"Well, you're up. Up and off the bench." He snickered, no, giggled, more like. He was already enjoying himself way too much. Just a matter of time before Fi felt the same way.

"Saw you sittin' over here all lonely, doin' absolutely zero. Can't let a person stay that way when ya can keep them company just the same, you with me? " She prolly felt the same way. Had a fire in her, he could feel it. Just needed someone to ignite her. Calatyst, or whatever that shit in chemistry class was called.

"So anyway, what are ya up to, Fi? I can call ya that, right?"

[Riki]

"No, you cannot. You're free to try though."

As with many things in life, there were people who could use that name and there were people who could not, and Aiden belonged to the latter category. It was childish, she guessed. Just let them call her whatever they wanted. Especially something as harmless as Fi. Yet for some reason it felt inappropriate. Inappropriate enough to warrant a 'no'.

He WAS free to try, however. Who knew. Maybe she would warm up to that. Maybe she'd try and launch him into the stratosphere.

Aiden was amusing himself, that was for sure. He had fun, and that was contagious. Or something like that. Because Fiyori startled smirking, too. Giggling. Chuckling. Laughing. Laughing because there was this guy in front of her. This guy who sneaked up on her. This guy who was so goddamn audacious.

He reminded Fiyori of herself. Just a little bit. He was shorter than her, though. Much shorter, but just as lanky. Thinking of it, she would have loved to just wrap herself around him and devour the guy.

"Well, not much! Aside from planning to fuck someone's day up."

[Rorick Skyve†]

Atta girl, let it all out. Whoo baby, she was having fun already. He really was like a drug, always nice to have that confirmed by all sorts of peeps. Mission accomplished? Hell no, he had only just gotten here, he'd stick around. Besides, that lass wasn't too bad to look at either. Not that he was all too interested in that right now, but it sure was a bonus.

Aiden lifted his upper body off the bench and stretched himself, purposely making some cracking noises with his bones. Made his spine shiver, best feeling in the world!
"That's as good a goal as any, I say. As long as that person ain't me, I have no objiggedi-jections. Go fuck 'em up, sister."

Yup, he liked this girl. Stylish glasses as well. Nothing he'd be proud to be seen with, though who knew? He wore anything he was comfortable in anyway, so why not that too? Something to note on his never ending list of stuff remember. Half of which he'd forget. Eh, more than half.

He took a few steps back, then took a run-up and swung himself over the bench with one arm, landing almost directly in front of Fi's feet. He could have easily crashed right into her, but even if it had happened, he wouldn't have minded too much. Well, she would have minded, maybe, but that was beside the point.

He still wore his everlasting smirk, amusement written all over his face. Had to keep this lass entertained, after all. "So, assuming you're not in a rush to ruin the fuck out of someone's life - anything you wanna do before then? Anything that involves good ol Aiden - that's me - perhaps?"

Striking another pose, he folded both his hands directly in front of his face, his eyes peeking out through a tunnel they created. Beneath that construct was his still grinning mouth, of course.
"Well, Fi ?"

[Riki]

Aiden cracked his fingers, which amused Fiyori. So she mirrored him. She raised her hand into a fist and pressed against her forehead. Crack... Crack... and there another crack. Just a little, alas. She liked cracking her fingers. She liked doing it during exams, after hours of writing with a pen. Best way to limber up. Best way to send a collective groan through the class.

He began to take a few steps backwards. She looked on with curiosity and quickly got it. Fiyori readied herself, just in case she had to evade some failed attempt at le parkour but Aiden managed fine.

Then he called her Fi again. Obviously. She practically dared him to do so, no? Well, alright! That was fine. Maybe great, even. Fiyori chuckled on, removed her hair pins with swift hands and placed her right foot on the bank.

On the bank, directly between Aiden's legs. She smirked, and she leaned forward. He was still smaller than her. Of course he was still smaller, what a dumb observation. But now he was even lower, thanks to being seated. Fiyori could use that, so she leaned forward and let all of her silky black hair fall on Aiden.

"You disturbed my plotting, who's to say it's not you whom I'll bite?"

No, it was good he did so. Her thoughts went places when she was alone, and when they went places, Fiyori could use a good... way to call them back.

[Rorick Skyve†]

Huh, that Fi sure knew how to properly let her fingers crack. Nice. He didn't know too many gals that did that - especially not publicly. This one sure was something else. Just like he thought, real bonfire of a lass. What was she gonna do now, though? Was she trying to kick him or-

Whoa. That was unexpected. Placing that foot where no gal's foot had gone before. Well, no foot, at least. Pleasant or not, he jumped a little as of the unexpected contact.  This was going placing he didn't think it would go. You go all in and humor some girl and next thing you know she's got you by the balls - literally.

Was he nervous? Heck no, no need to be. She was untamed, just like he had thought. Right on the money again, he should become some sort of profiler or something. Secret Agent Slattery, now that was something he could get used to hear. Be it because of that thought or just the overall circumstances, his grin only widened, though the sides of his mouth did twitch for a second.

Damn, now with the hair as well? And she - yup, she was leaning forward now, Jesus Friggity Christ. From zero to....well, not exactly hero, but something extreme, that much was sure.

Aiden shivered slightly as he felt her hair brush against his bare skin. Smooth, no doubt. Real mane too, like some lioness or something! Nah wait, female lions didn't have hair. Not that kind, at least. Maybe a tigress, then... Oh, what the hell was he even doing, there was a crazy chick between his legs - more or less - and he was thinking 'bout some goddamn animals! He'd leave that to the furries.

He could feel his heart beating faster, his blood starting to boil. Still, he kept his eyes fixated on hers, smirk on his face like it was carved into it. Yup, yup, she was a bomb alright. Not what he was usually into, but dang if he didn't feel attracted to her some way or another now. He didn't waste another thought about what other pedestrians must have thought when seeing them like this - let those fuckers think what they wanted!

Still, he had to play it cool now. Don't get too excited, neither way. Not too demanding either, would make him look like a creep. Nah, just staying all relaxed was the way to go here, clear as clear clay.
Staying exactly like he was, not moving any other muscles, he let out a chuckle, amusement and approval mixed in. "You try and ruin my day, darling, I dare you! "

[Riki]

She laughed and she shook her head so that her hair swept lightly on Aiden's face. To the left, to the right, and to the left again.

Would she dare it, now? Well, would she? Dare to just lunge forward and take a bite? Figuratively. Obviously figuratively. Cannibalism was not for polite society, and neither was it something she wanted to try anyway. Either way, Fiyori had a hunch. Just a little hunch that if she really tried, Aiden would be the last to complain. How exciting, and how very surprising.

Fiyori lowered her head a bit. Just to meet Aiden on an eye-to-eye level. She smirked a bit more, and licked her lips.

"I have a feeling you..." she said, and slowly raised her hand.

"...won't mind if I bite."

She chuckled some more, and her right hand grasped around his neck. Carefully. But firmly.

[Rorick Skyve†]

This just kept getting better. Maybe it was his irresistible Peter Pan charme, maybe his dashing good looks - who could resist that beak, right? Or maybe just some good old fashioned luck o' the Irish. Either way, this order of events was just - well, awesome, to put it simply. Really no other way to describe it. Hot. Yeah, that worked. Both for the situation as a whole and that mad broad on there on his most sacred parts. And it seemed like it was only going to get better, fuck yeah it did.

Raising her hand now. Was she going for a slap? She into that sorta stuff? He sure wasn't never had been. Though now was a moment as good as any to start. Yeah, he'd be able to enjoy it, why not? Bring it on, lass. Unleash that untamed energy of yours, unchain your inner fury! See if he even flinched -

Ah, she wasn't going to do that. Aiden almost felt disappointed now. Had hyped himself up for nothing. Hype kills everything it touches, confirmed. Lesson learned,

But this - well, this certainly wasn't less preferable. First the balls, now the neck. Sounded like a healthy schedule, one he more than happily could get behind. Oooh, now there was an idea... Was she squeezing him? He really couldn't tell, her hand did feel heavy, that wasn't no light touch, no Sir! Liked to play rough, so she did. Well, he was all too happy to play along, then. Kinda fun to be the passive one for a change. Had been the other way around with every other chick so far. This change of pace sure earned itself that Beaks seal of approval.

He didn't break eye contact, not one second. Would have been a shame really, those eyes of hers were too wild and hypnotizing to break away from, even behind those sci-fi shades. She wanted him to show weakness, yeah? Wasn't gonna happen, sorry to disappoint, sugar. She was messing with the wrong pecker here. And not only the British way.

Aiden didn't move much, only cocked his head to the side, slowly, tenderly, almost in slow motion. "Want a bite? Go ahead, Fi. Try and see if that puny fangs of yours can penetrate this one."

[Riki]

He was good, very good. Aiden didn't flinch. He kept the eye contact. They stared into each others eyes - two hunters. Two tough people who knew what they wanted. Two predators tensing up, ready to consume one another. It was really fun. So exhilarating. So surprising, true, but without doubt the best surprise Fiyori had that week.

She knew Aiden, of course. They went to the same school and Cochise wasn't big. She could see his ear, and remembered. Got in trouble with Bradley, they say. Got a chunk of his ear bitten off, they say. Got her sympathy pretty much immediately. Punching Bradley, yeah, that was something she could get behind. Strange kink. But it was like it was.

He shifted his head to the side. As good as he could, with Fiyori's grasp on him. She chuckled. He dared her, and she tightened her grip on him. Aiden was excited. She could feel a faint thumbing of the heart. It was beating fast. Nice, very nice.

Fiyori's head leaned forward even more. She opened her jaw, and as her hand let go of Aiden's neck, she sunk her teeth into it. Just a bit of pressure, just a bit of pain - then she after two and a half seconds, she let go, her lips briefly remaining on his reddening skin.

Her hand, in the meanwhile, slid down - down to the left and down his arms. She grasped firmly. Another surprise. Another pleasant surprise.

"Heh, nice arms."

[Rorick Skyve†]

Keeping it together, keeping up that stare like some ice cold killer. That's right, this gal had met her match, baby, unstoppable force meets an immovable object. That sorta shit.

Whoo, yes. Tightening her grip now, was she? Thought she had him on a leash, had dominion over him, made him her bitch. Sure, he'd let her think that, as long as it kept her engine running on full power, maximum power! Fuck, this was just too much fun to be true.

And then she leaned over. Aiden could feel her hand letting go of the sensitive spot on his neck, only to be replaced by -

Holy shimmering shit. She was doing it, she was actually, legitimately, one hundred percent all the way doing it. His body tensed up ever so slightly as she sunk her teeth into his skin. All pleasure, no pain. Shit no he wasn't uncomfortable, this was the greatest shit ever! He had really hit the nail on the head with that animal comparison earlier. This lass was one wild beast, to be sure!

Again, he refrained from showing any notable reaction. He tensed up, of course, no way he couldn't. Staying all stoic in a situation like that, that was some statue level of cold, even the Beaks couldn't contest that. He had to show her he liked it though, smack that Aiden seal of approval straight onto her face. And he did, by uttering a sound that was somewhere between a growl and a purr, literally anywhere in between. Send vibrations through his neck, of course, she was totally feeling that. This whole thing was pure quality.

To think that he only went through Liberty because of that ice cream parlor nearby - he'd make sure to pay the old geezer running the place double next time he got there, true as truth.

After seconds, that felt like two and a half fucking eternities, Fi let go of him. Shame, really, he could have taken that all day. To show that, the everlasting grin vanished from his features for a split second, replaced with a disappointed sulk, only to be replaced with that same smirk immediately after.

She was totally into it as well, abso-fucking-lutely was. She had that Aiden dose of fun, no doubt about it. Vitamin Beaks never failed to do wonders. Seemed like she couldn't get enough of him. Was she going for a feel? Yup, sure was, grasping his arms like he was some sorta plushie or something. He'd show her cuddling, alright. Complimenting his arms, was she? Heh, she didn't know half of it yet.

With a little effort, he made his biceps tense up once more, almost as if struggling against her grasp. Couldn't disappoint the audience, after all. She'd get her money's worth, the full experience, parents best keep out the kids.

"Oh, this?" He looked himself down, almost sounding disinterested. "Yeah, it's pretty nice. I mean, you didn't think you were the only predator here, did ya? Fencing's the name of the game, hon. In for the kill, in for the thrill. Well, for the fun too, but mostly the thrill. I'm always after a good thrill."

His smile faded for a second as he looked his opposite up and down, eyeing up every inch of her, all with an estimating look on his face. Then the smile returned once more, even wider than before, eyes brimming with excitement.

"Consider me thrilled."

[Riki]

He heated up but he played it cool. He tensed up - the muscles of his arm - but he played it easy.

Adorable! He was such a short guy, such a lanky guy (these arms nonwithstanding) and there he was. Being preyed on by Fiyori, and yet his confidence - well earned she would say - made him endure. Made him unflinching, blasé about it. Treating it like he was a show and Fiyori the audience. So fucking adorable. Fiyori had been calm. Relatively calm since she bounced on him. Yet all of a sudden that hot flash came over her, and for a moment she was ready to just take a lunge and devour the guy.

Figuratively. Still figuratively.

However. There were some other things, of course. Some stuff she'd keep an eye on. For now, at least.

"Thrilled, heh?"

Fiyori chuckled. She nibbled on his neck once more, and then with a swift jump backwards, she removed herself from Aiden.

There were people around. People who were watching with scornful eyes. Which they usually did but now they were even more offended. Funny, Fiyori thought and swiped a tear of sweat away from her forehead. She smirked for a moment more, let Aiden recover some air or something. Then, she put on the best of her pouty faces.

"Still, you taste pretty horrible."

[Rorick Skyve†]

Aiden barely managed to contain a giggle as she went in to get another taste of his neck. Maybe Fi wasn't the best nickname for her after all, Nibbles sure seemed appropriate now. Not very frickin' flattering, but kinda cute. Though then again, cute didn't really fit this chick. Yeah, Nibbles wasn't that great after all. Jaws, maybe? He instinctively pictured the girl as a great white shark  with blue shades chilling on a bench and a snicker escaped him. Oh boy, good times.

Ah, seemed like she'd had her fill, jumped right off him. Something graceful about the way she did that, he wondered if she did some kinda athletics stuff in her free time. Either that, or he was just being a dumbass. Maybe both. Man, did she know how to rock that pouty look, though. Now who was the one with the beak here, huh? Broad was even trying to give his own nick a run for its money. Not that he minded.

"Ever heard of defensive mechanisms, Fi?" He crossed both his arms and his legs, giving her his smuggest look in response. "That taste is to keep anaconda's like you from eating me all up, you follow me? Got a right survival artist here, true as truth." He ended with a short wink and another snicker, before abruptly bouncing to his feet. Show had to go on.

Aiden scratched the spot where his gluttonous acquaintance had sunk her teeth into. He wondered if that'd leave a scar, or some sorta hickey at least. Prolly not. Woulda been hella amazeballs though.
Either way, he was really enjoying himself, still. And he really, really didn't want the fun to end yet. This gal was fucking amazing to be around, like a rollercoaster-ride without a seat belt. Prolly less lethal, but hey, who knew what that lass was capable of, right?

Whatever she was up to now, he really wanted to be part of it. She could have prompted him to wrestle her, right there and then, fight to the death, no-holds-barred, there-can-only-be-one sorta shit. Could have told him to chase her all the way around town, other way around even, maybe a race - he sure was up for it. Rent a rocket, milk a moose, punch a pecker  - okay, maybe not that one - but shit, he was fucking pumped , ready for action! His face must have shown that, he was prolly gawking like some five year old on Christmas crack or something, big eyes and all. Long story short: He was up for anything.

Still kneading his neck, he cocked his head once more and gave Fi a look that clearly said: "What now?"

[Riki]

Fiyori laughed. She laughed, as her earnest performance of a pouty face broke. Defense mechanism, alright. What an incredible protective strategy. He was laying still, practically begging for her to take him in one piece. And she would do so. Yet at a later point of time.

Her hair was still dangling in front of her. With a quick and skilled motion, her pins were back in place, and so was most of her black strands. And yet some of her hair, small strings descending on her face, still tickled. Tickled her lips, tickled her nose and so she blew them away, only so that they may return a second later.

Fiyori laughed. Once more, but more silent this time.

Aiden played it well. He stalked, sneaked up on her. He attacked, and yet it was the beast he woke up that pinned him down. He played it well. Really well. And yet, in his eyes - she could see longing. Yes. She drew blood. Soon, she'd go in for the kill.

"You're pretty good. Who knows, if you hold up, you might even get the whole package."

She winked. She told him she'd fuck someone's day up. That was a lie, more or less. But she was going to fuck someone at least. She giggled. She thought it was funny. The situation.

And then she stretched out her tongue and ran away.

[Fiyori Senay, continued in Spotted Peckers: Black Ocean]