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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2015 5:54:17 GMT -5
Almost as quickly as she had spotted him she moved to his side and smiled her wickedly charming smile. Her language turned to that of the old titans language. "Hello Darling, You look rather bored today, whats wrong someone take your toys?" She chuckled softly it was a playful jab at him yes but it was more fun than just standing there awkwardly. Faye liked the male he was cold and had into vincibility which was a challenge. She would find that damned weak spot of his even if it killed her but when she did, he too would understand why Faye was the woman she was. Cosmos had taken a sweet girl and twisted her to fit his game and she had fallen into the role just right. She looked up at the male her eyes sparkling with mischief. It was all a game to her, was it one that she would loose eventually or would she come out victorious with him on her arm? It was all a mind game and she was determined to be the winner no matter what it took and now matter how long it took.
Tyler was strong he was invincible and he was what she liked to refer to as appealing to the eyes. She never had to fix him because he was never broken and he just like herself had that rule against dating anything non titan. She`d seen him eyeing Ramseys little traitor but she doubted he did it out of anything but hate. Titans were cruel and while Ramsey wasnt a Titan she doubted either of them thought to much of the girl. Faye had little competition in the camp, she was an appeasing woman to look at and well she knew her way around a mans heart. She never over stepped her boundaries and well she was a deadly combination of danger and beauty. Many people underestimated her but she knew Tyler was not one of them. He had seen what she could do and well she planned on eventually finding a mate who could keep up with her. Right now he was candidate but she wouldnt tell him that, not right now at least she had far to much fun with her little mind games and he would play even if he didnt know it. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2015 17:22:25 GMT -5
Tyler was by no means any kind of religious demititan. Or at least he didn't want to be. Because he knew what he did lost all favor in the gods' eyes, but what he did he was doing for the glory of the Titans. Or at least if it were the Titans judging his fate, that's how they would see it. And that fact made turning the tables around on the gods that much more important to him, because if he died now before that was done, then he knew he would be condemned to the Fields of Punishment. No doubt he will have killed another of Hades' children before he died. They were the ones he feared most of all the demigods, because they were so closely related to death and he was morbidly afraid of dying. That fear of death is the real reason why he was at this temple now. He needed that feeling of comfort, because his anxiety of people and death was a struggle sometimes that he grew tired of hiding. But hiding that weakness was his personal key to survival, and as long as he kept that stone-cold, unrelenting gaze when he looked at people, he would survive. He didn't kneel, or bow before the statue. And he hoped that she would understand that it was not out of disrespect. But he knew where to draw a line so he wasn't smoking in this temple. He knew Faye was there, but she had come for prayer so he would not disturb her. But he damn sure would look at her out of the corner of his eye. She was beautiful eye candy to behold, so she was hard not to look at. Surely Momma Titan understood. He stood still, keeping his focus on the statue until he felt her presence beside him and he looked down at her. "Funny," was all he replied with. Surely she knew that he had no pets, or toys. And he preferred it that way. Dealing with people and training them was so exhausting, and he didn't have the patience or desire to manage it. "And you're right, I am pretty bored. But who expects visits to the temple to be exciting?" He averted his gaze from her back to the statue. While he had come here on an errand for peace and solitude, Faye was one of those Titans he didn't mind being in his space. She was cold, just like he was. So never to be trusted. But she was also a pretty lively friend to keep at arm's length. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2015 0:23:03 GMT -5
Faye smiled when he called her on her jokes, she liked Tyler as a person not to mention he was a work of art by the titan Styx herself. Strong, Handsome, Invincible, and Cold. He was everything she wanted in a man and she would swear to the titans herself on day she`d claim this male for her own. Faye had her own ways of getting what she wanted from men though she`d never lain with one. She was what you`d call old fashioned, it was true love or marriage before she could give herself to someone emotionally. She had prayed to her mother to make that male appear to her but nothing as of yet. She wanted something special with someone else, not something that wouldnt last because they purely wanted something from her. She didnt know if Tyler even liked female but she was bound and determined to get what she wanted and he was what she craved. Seeing him standing there tall dark and brooding only confirmed what she wanted and what she would fight to have. "Tyler come now." She started in that sweet innocent voice she maintained when not working. "We both know anything overly exciting will gain the Titans attentions and then we`d all be in a load of trouble, Besides." she moved to whisper in his ear standing on her tip toes, "I dont think our mothers would be pleased with the excitement I think we could muster up." She chuckled lowly and pulled away biting her lip. She probably shouldn`t have been talking like that so close to her mothers temple but hey it was her life.
"You know whats enticing Tyler Waye?" She looked over him a look of mischief in her eyes as she did it. If he couldnt tell what she was laying down then he had bigger problems. "Danger, mischief, desire." She chuckled and moved to him placing a hand on his back as she walked around him trailing her hand to the front of his chest and placed it on his sternum and looked up at him with a grin. Something about Tyler made her devilish side come out, she knew that they might be a perfect pair but there was always that chance that the feelings were not reciprocated and that was one thing Faye did not want to happen. She`d never been turned down before not in her endeavors but he wasnt like the others, he could probably see each and every motive that she had hidden behind her and that scared her, was this what she should have been doing with her free time? Sure she had some other things to attend to but at the moment this was what she wanted, to be with this male, teasing him, attempting to win him over. She bit her lip and looked over the male her heart racing for once in her life she was feeling something more than just excitement she was feeling joy and the sense of being scared all at the same time, was this what normal girls felt? |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2015 16:04:20 GMT -5
Tyler was close to the exact opposite of Faye and how she saw relationships. He was never going to wait for that special person. In fact, there would never be that special person. Tyler was a very cold, emotionless person. It wasn't that any bad experience changed him from a normal person to this emotionless person, he was simply #LadyGaga born this way. Growing up, he didn't have emotional contact for much anyone at all. He was the classic, dapper bad boy in school with perfect health that all the ladies wanted. And he broke many, many hearts. And then in the summer, he came to Camp Half-Blood. And he felt hated for whose child he was. That brought out the true cold on the inside. He raised his eyebrows as she whispered in his ear. She was quite the looker, and he can't say that thoughts with her had not crossed his mind before. She was cold to the people brought before her, colder than he could be. That was both an impressive and intimidating feat. They were different in some ways too. She seemed a lot more extroverted than he was. He was also okay with this, because it brought her here before him with a hand on his chest. Better than on his back. He had to struggle to keep a nonchalant composure when her hand started there. "And your desire for mischief is going to put us both in danger," he said with a smirk. He really wasn't sure if doing what this girl was suggesting would get them struck down. Did the Titans even really have enough power to do that right now? He would probably be for it, anyway. Nothing like a sense of impending doom to spice up a moment. "What do you even have in mind?" |
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