Hot Spring. Oh yeah. there is one.

[Mayah Playah]

Adrian sighed and, realizing he couldn't win, let her lean on him. "Not everyone in New York is a celebrity, you know. But you're right, some parts of the city are beautiful." He closed his eyes, relishing in the warm and temporary quiet. 'When Michaela was the star of the Met, life was amazing. She was a celebrity in New York's eyes. That didn't stop those 5 men from taking her from me, though. If anything, I wish we'd lived back in Scotland where we were born. Then I wouldn't be like this. I'd be an adult by now, happily married. But no, life had to deal me this stack of cards. Life's unfair, but how can I tell that to her? She may be a little promiscuous, but I can tell she's still just a girl, whose imagination consists of rainbows and stars.'  

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Amy Edwards

'That's the spirit, Mr 'Life's so Terrible'' she playfully punched his arm and pushed off the spring wall. The spring was rather deep, and she decided to dive. She ducked under the water and swam down, her legs following her motion perfectly, meaning her butt showed outside the water for a second or two before descending into the depths. She knew he'd have seen it, and relished in the idea of the look of his face.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Adrian rubbed his temple upon seeing her backside, by now a little used to her antics. "If she wants to sleep with me, why doesn't she just say it?" he muttered. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his almost-above-water knees. "That girl..." he murmured, chuckling.  

[Spap]

Amy Edwards

Olivia rose out of the water and took a deep breath. Sweeping her wet hair back off her face, she tied it into a loose pony tail with a pretty pink bow ribbon that was on her wrist. She smiled, her eyes seemingly bigger now her hair was off her face. Chewing on her lip again, she decided to admire her fingernails this time, pouting when she noticed the paint had chipped.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Adrian smirked and chuckled. "There you are. I was starting to think you'd gone and drowned on me."  

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Amy Edwards

'Me? Drown?' She floated on her back, everything on show because she'd forgotten he'd asked her to cover up. 'I have too much life ahead of me to die!' she smiled, enjoying her random high.

 

[Mayah Playah]

He looked away, his cheeks red. "That's what my sister used to say. Something tells me that the two of you would have loved each other."  

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Amy Edwards

'I think you're right there.' She said, kicking her feet. 'New York, celebrities, Broadway, I'd surely be her best friend.' She accidentally bumped into him with her head. She smiled, look up towards him whilst still on her back. 'Hello.' she giggled, kicking her feet to bang into him more. 'If your sister ever comes here, could you introduce us?'

 

[Mayah Playah]

He avoided her eyes, this time because he didn't want her to see his pain. "Michaela was killed 13 years ago while we were walking home from some movie."  

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Amy Edwards

Amy stood normally, taken aback by the statement. She wasn't used to comforting others or caring, but what he'd said was too sad. 'Sorry.' she stuttered, a bit too forcefully pulling him into a hug, ignoring the fact that they were nude.

 

[Mayah Playah]

"It's alright, it's been years and without her death, I wouldn't be here right now." He hugged her back, blushing and pushing her away when he remembered their current state. "Either way, Michaela died at the height of stardom, the way she always wanted to go."  

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Amy Edwards

'What's so amazing about here?' she winked, posing ever so discretely in a way which enhanced her body. She tucked a loose hair behind her ear and asked 'Was the killer caught?'

 

[Mayah Playah]

"You could say that. I was found by the Incarnation of War, who trained me for three years and, at my eighteenth birthday, I assumed office and have been war for 10 years. Ironically, my mind and body are still eighteen, which sucks more than anything else in the world." He leaned back resting his head on a rock.  

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Amy Edwards

Amy blinked and shrugged. '18 is fantastic. You're young, healthy, can do anything you want to do. Everything works.' Amy smirked, emphasizing that last word as she licked her lips discretely. 'So, if you're war, you're... evil?' she tilted her head.

 

[Mayah Playah]

Adrian snorted, smiling widely. "Ha, I couldn't be evil if I tried. I watch over war, handle fights, change minds, plan war strategies, that's about it. I only kill as War, never as Adrian. The me you see is Adrian, I'll show you War when you're really ready."