Decadence {open}

[thebatmanspork]

KEIRON jay FOSTER

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Kieron felt as if he was about to collapse from heat exhaustion. It wasn't a particularly hot day, but Kieron had just spent the past 34 hours on various planes, buses and cars, he had been have more phantom pains than normal, and while it was only about 70 degrees here, back in Colorado there was two feet of snow on the ground and it had only gone above freezing once that week.

Kieron wasn't complaining, though, he was ecstatic. He was half way across the world, going to a new school and was surrounded new people. It was a new start, though he wasn't going to really change anything about himself, he was just happy to be somewhere where no one knew he only had one leg. Aralynn always told him he shouldn't be embarrassed of his leg, that it made him cool because he was almost part robot. Embarrassment was an emotion Kieron rarely felt and it defiantly wasn't what he felt about his prosthesis. No, it was just that he didn't want people to know that there was part of him missing, he was already weird enough as it was. Here, he might not be able to hide his limp, but he could easily hide his lack of a leg.

Finally, after wandering through the campus for a little while, he came to the the dormitory building. Kieron still wasn't sure what room he was in, but he need to relax a bit so he went into the common room and went to sit on one of the couches. Because of all of his stuff, he was forced to carry his cello on his back and the straps were digging into his shoulders. Carefully, he set down his cello next to the couch, put his blue duffel in front of it and his Spiderman backpack next to him. Relieved to get off his legs, his closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

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Words' 326
Tagged' Anyone
Lyrics' All Time Low
Status' Finished
Credits' Text above pic goes to TINA SAYS RAWR! at Caution

[aria]

Aria Cherie King
"Hmph. Nice backpack, Spidey." A smooth voice chuckled. Aria emerged from the doorway where she was leaning, her black tanktop strap sliding off one shoulder. When she walked towards the couch she didn't even bother pulling it back up. Her cat-like personality practically radiated from her body as she slipped onto the couch right beside Kieron. The girl couldn't help that she was a natural flirt, but she could help that she did this with every guy. Aria hadn't slipped into the line of school slut just yet, mainly because she was an Elite and had TONS of money. She was rich, popular, a little mean.

Deep down though, so so deep there was a small kindness in Aria. Maybe she was so "friendly" with guys because she never really felt the love from her adoptive parents. They always seem to love their biological, accidental daughter more. Aria hoped to come here to forget about all them, but instead, John and Elaine sent her little sister, Harley along for the adventure. Harley was innocent and pure and kind to everyone she met. It sort of made Aria laugh how innocent she was.

But maybe Aria would change her. She had a knack for changing innocent people into crazy sex addicts like herself. There was a sly smile on her mouth as she took in Kieron. She loved a little love game, and a little challenge. Why not try on this guy right here.
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outfit; tight skinny jeans, black strappy tank. Silver earring and black flats.
muse; fabulous!

[thebatmanspork]

KEIRON jay FOSTER

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Kieron was slightly startled when a smooth voice came from the doorway near him. He hadn't really seen many people around and figured he had the room to his self. A broad smile crossed his face as the girl walked toward him. She was probably a few years older than him, and she was really pretty.
"Thanks!" he said, not really sure if her remark was sarcastic or not, but not really caring anyway. Spiderman is my favorite superhero. I'm not really sure who my second favorite is. I would say Batman, but is even considered a superhero? I mean he doesn't really have superpowers." He rattled on, more to himself than to the girl. "But, Batman doesn't wear spandex so that's a plus for him, but I personally feel like Bruce Wayne is a jerk, whereas Clark Kent is really nice." Much of his energy had returned by this time.
Suddenly, he looked up at the girl sitting next to him and stuck out his hand. "I'm Kieron."

[aria]

Aria Cherie King

Aria was sort of confused by this guy rambling on about super-heroes. She usually didn't get that when she sat next to a guy. "Well, between you and me, I like a guy in spandex." Her voice was slick and unwavering. The voice of a perfect flirt. "And guys who are jerks aren't really so bad. . . but I guess the saying goes 'nice guys win in the end.' So what are you? Are you a jerk or a "good guy"?"

Sometimes, Aria didn't even know how it came to her. Sexy words just spilled out of her mouth before she could stop them, not like she'd actually want to stop them. That was one of the things that helped her get what she wanted every time. Kieron was pretty cute and she tried to focus on that, but the super hero thing was a slight turn off. She had never seen Superman or Batman and she really didn't want to. Ever. The whole thing just sounded weird to her. And any guy that focused that much on super heroes must have WAY too much time on his hands.

Aria flipped her dark, curly hair over her shoulder so it rippled down her back and she turned her knees toward Kieron, hoping that he might say something that was a turn on

[thebatmanspork]

KEIRON jay FOSTER

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Telling when someone was trying flirt with him, actually wasn't something that Kieron was totally inept at. He was aware that she was flirting but he wasn't really the flirty type himself, so decided to just keep talking. "Well, there are some guys you most defiantly don't want to see in spandex. Like my father." A disturbed look crossing his face as he spoke. That was a terrible picture to have in his mind, but he shook it off as she spoke again.
This sort of a difficult question to be asked in a light conversation. "Umm, well, back at home I volunteered at the soup kitchen and tutored kids, so I guess I a good guy, but what exactly qualifies someone a good guy or a jerk?" Kieron didn't continue talking like he normally would have, because he knew she was just flirting and probably didn't care all that much about his answer.
As she turn towards him, he went to turn toward her as well, so he could face her better, "So, you never told me your name," he said with a soft smile dancing across his lips.