- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- Online Availability
- 8:00 AM - 4:00 PM
- Writing Levels
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Political intrigue, fantasy, futuristic, sci fi lite, superheroes, historical fiction, alternate universes. Smittings of romance, but only as side plot.
LUCY NIELSEN
Making a face, she looked over at him, shaking her head, "You're just jealous." She was terrible. Even a little buzzed, she knew she was terrible, but she wasn't giving him anything that easy, "I don't need to have played before, to be amazing. Natural talent, right here... pure natural talent. And fire... Sizzling fire."
But as he slid up behind her and took hold of her hand, Lucy fell silent. He was surprisingly warm, from having emerged from the pool, and the heat he radiated into her own chill, goosebump-marked skin was enough to send a chill along her spine. It had been a long time since she'd been so close to man in a favorable sense - not that it was intentionally favorable - and the feelings it brought up were... alarming and powerful.
Swallowing, she followed his instructions, but suddenly, darts weren't so entertaining. Her heart still pounding, she threw it and struck fairly close to the center. Looking back at him, over her shoulder, she smiled a little more coyly, "So my future isn't in darts... But I am gonna do something with myself. Something new and exciting." Moving to the bar, she grabbed her own glass, and returning to his side, she looked up at him, meeting his eyes and holding the drink out in salute, "To change..."