November Rain

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  1. ***work in progress***

    Set in the ever sunny yet perfectly gray city of Seattle WA, the lives of two very different people are about to change with a single chance encounter. Challenging both individuals morals, principles and values will the out be what they want or what they need?

    Character Name: Melody Huse
    Gender: female
    Species/Race: human
    Age: 32
    Birthplace/World: West Port, WA
    Occupation/School/Grade: International Sales Rep, Global Medical Supply Inc
    General Appearance: [​IMG]
    Strengths: Charming and friendly
    Weaknesses: flowers and driving
    Current Goal/Purpose: Stay at the top of her game and NOT fall in love.
    Talents: Loves to cook
    Inabilities: To understand relationships
    Fears: dogs and snow storms
    General Personality: Melody is very sweet and wants everything to be perfect before she falls in love. Her main goal is not be like her parents and have no plans for her life. Perfection is her obssesion.
    Inner Personality: Unforgiving of her own weaknesses, she is very hard on herself and will pick up the slack for others that let her down. She asks nothing of others and will do it all herself, to the point of no return. She is relentless and always wants perfection.
    Secret: She will never admit that she needs help.

    General History: Melody comes from a poor family that never thought she would amount to very much. She refuses to talk to them and never goes home for the hoildays. Her parents think she is wasting her life by not getting married and not having kids. They dont care about money and success. They want grandkids and thats it.
    Present Life: Work is her life. Its the only thing that makes her happy and its the only place she feels safe. She is away from her other worries and its where she can hide.
    Special Historic Notes: Melody is extreamly lonely but has her walls up and refuses to let anyone in. It just might be her demise.
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    Character Name: Calvin Stoner
    Gender: Male
    Species/Race: Human
    Age: 35
    Birthplace/World: <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">California</st1:place></st1:state>
    Occupation/School/Grade: Head of a security company called First Defense
    General Appearance: Calvin stands about 5’11’’ with a thin but fit frame. His eyes are dark green and he keeps a light scruffy beard from sideburn to sideburn along with a light goatee. He usually keeps his hair trimmed short like a buzz cut. When he’s not dressed for work he normally wares a T-shirt with his company’s logo or some teenage logo shit with a design that’s not too childish, black cargos with his work boots, and a brown overcoat on top of all that.
    Strengths: While climbing the ‘corporate ladder’ Calvin has gained a lot of hands on experience that has carried him farther in life then he expected, and he has learned to use this knowledge to his advantaged in life to get what he wants.
    Weaknesses: Calvin has succeeded so fast in life he finds it hard to make friends and finds himself clinging to his fiancé.
    Current Goal/Purpose: Calvin’s main goal in life was to work hard and make as much money as he could to retire in the ‘good life’, but now he finds himself slowing down and just wanting to enjoy what he’s got.
    Talents: He has a vast knowledge of electronics and knows how to fix almost any personal appliance.
    Inabilities: He’s stubborn and tends to annoy people while arguing or not taking no for an answer.
    Fears: Dying alone.
    General Personality: Calvin has become very kick back and relaxed about his position that he comes off as a care-free fun loving guy. He always finds time to goof off and is very outgoing.
    Inner Personality: On the inside Calvin is a very cocky, this mixed with his stubbornness become very dangerous. When ever he goes out he feels like nothing bad can happen to him is tends to be careless.
    Secret: He only proposed to his girlfriend so she wouldn’t leave him.

    General History: Calvin grew up in <st1:state w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">California</st1:place></st1:state> with his parents in a little beach side town. His father was a cop and his mother was a pro surfer. Growing up he was influenced by both his parents’ lifestyles with his father being the stricter one and his mother the laid back one. Thanks to his father he learned to works hard and be a law abiding citizen. His mother on the other hand taught him to enjoy the little things in life, she would sometimes check him out of school early to teach him surfing. Calvin’s father never approved of course and that would always conflict with Calvin’s up bring. After awhile his parents finally split when he was 17 and he was forced to move up to <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Seattle</st1:place></st1:city> with his father. Influenced by his father Calvin joined the <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Seattle</st1:place></st1:city> police force and stayed in for 5years after he left in search for better opportunities by joining a small security firm and working his way up until finally he opened First Defense and has made quite the living for himself.
    Present Life: He now lives as close as he can to the shore in a nice condo with his fiancé, Jesse, and reminisces about his mother and remembers to tries to enjoy the life he made for himself..
    Special Historic Notes:
  3. It was almost midnight and Melody was still working on the presentation for the Oggta account. Endless numbers and cross referencing orders with on-hand reports was just to much. Rubbing her temples she sighed and thought about heading home but there was no point. Her light blue Betta fish died that her secratry gave her. It was pointless. Grabbing her coffee mug with her initals one it, she went into the common breakroom and started to make another pot. She was the only there this late, but that was the only ways she knew how to get the thing going.

    It had been a long day but as soon as the coffee machine click that it was done, a smiled instantly warmed her soft face. Letting her bangs fall into her eyes as she sipped the perfect cup kept her going, at least for a little while longer. Making her way back over to her desk she noticed a red light above the stairwell. It was on, but she didnt know why. It was odd, she walked by it everyday but never noticed it. Was it new? More over why was it red?

    Melody wanted to know more so she pushed the door open to the staircase and an alarm started to go off. She jumped and dropped the cup, sending hot coffee all over the wall and silver trashcan. She tried to close the door to stop it, but that only muffled it. It was still going off and echoing from the stairwell. She didnt know what to do, but knew that security would be reall pissed off. Red faced and nervus Melody jogged back to her office to collect her things and leave. Her hot cup of coffee long forgotten as she scooped her things and shoved them into her breifcase. She had to get outta there before they yelled at her.
  4. Calvin Had just found a song on the radio he really like as he leaned back in his chair behind the security desk. He had just got the contract for the building the other day before realizing that he didn't have the man power to cover all shifts, so he was forced to work the grave yard.

    He knew that Karen, his fiance, was fast asleep so he had no one to call and talk to, and the clean up crew just left a few minutes ago leaving his no one to socialize with. Calvin started playing with the cameras when a trouble alarm went off. One of the emergency exits had been opened. Thinking the building was vacant Calvin grabbed his gun and sprinted to the location of the alarm. It was up a couple flights of stairs so he didn't bother waiting for an elevator and took the ran up the stairs.

    He soon came upon the door and went through it, not even noticing the spilled coffee, with his gun readied with both hands. He quickly checked around and saw someone moving fast with something in their hands.

    "Hold it right there and don't move!" He ordered and walked over to the suspect with his gun aimed right at her, "Who are you and how did you get in here?" Calvin ask the question right out of the handbook. Considering his line of work Calvin felt like he was going above and beyond his duties, but as all security guards know the job is boring so when something does happen you have to enjoy it.
  5. Melody screamed and dropped her breifcase on her foot and then yelped from that monster nearly cushing her toes. Her arms shot up like in the old movies she felt stupid on so many levels. "Dont shoot me please.. god.. Im sorry Im sorry I work here I sware.. " Melody was shaking from head to toe. She felt like she was going to throw up and cry at the sametime. Who the hell was this man? He had a gun in the office.. he must have gone postal. "dont.. dont hurt me please.." she begged again as her toes throbbed.
  6. Calvin tighten his grip on his gun as the lady's arms shot up and she dropped what appeared to be a brief case. He looked her over and couldn't help but laugh to himself, he had just scared the crap out of a late night worker. He could have kicked himself, but he was too busy checking her out. She looked good real good.

    "All right you say you work here, give me some I.D., but keep your hands up. Tell me where it is and I'll grab it." There was no doubt in his mind that she worked here, but she was too pretty to let go of so easily. He was even looking foreword to frisking her.
  7. "Im.. Im.. Melody Huse, my badge is clipped to my suit, I cant, I cant reach it. Please let me put my arms down this is insane." she was trying to stay calm as her heart raced. "Please... let me just explain, I work her late every night, who are you where is Edgar? Who are you?" she asked him. "You are going to be so sorry that you did this, you have no idea who I am, I will have you so fired for this.. you've made a huge mistake." she snapped.
  8. Clavin had his fun and checked the girls I.D. for good measure.

    "Sorry about that Miss. I'm with the new security company that was just hired on not too long ago." Calvin holstered his gun, "You can never be too careful, even with a business like this." Calvin walked over to the sourse of the alarm and turned it off as he shut the door. After that he walked back to the lady who's I.D. read Melody Huse, and helped her gather her things,

    "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you like that. If you like I could walk with you out of the building, I should do my rounds anyways. Oh! and the name's Clavin by the way, but you could just call me Cal."
  9. "ah okay.. but" Melody's ears were still ringing from the horrible alarm. She was trying to get her things together but her mind was on the presentaion she left on the desk. "Um hang on I have to check something." Walking over to her desk she smiled and saw the flash drive. Picking it she headed back over to Cal.

    "So Cal your always armed are you?" she teased him eyeing his gun. "I mean were really low key here and you should know that Im always here late and they've never set that thing before. I mean they just know its me, Im kinda always here, even very late.." her tone drifted away as she closed her brief case and stuffed the flash drive into chest pocket.

    "I have to go home and pack anyway, I have a plane to catch in about oh... three hours, I better hurry." she smiled at him and went toward the elevator. Hitting the button she fixed her hair in the shinny finish of the doors and sighed. Rubbing her eye she fought off the sleep depervation, knowing full well he was checking her out, just as he had gropped her under the premise of looking for her id. What a guy.. she thought as the doors chimmed open.
  10. Calvin quickly checked around and jumped into the elevator with Melody.

    "I'm sorry 'bout the mess up, but since I'm covering a shift I just wanted to do everything by the book. As for the gun my company has never once had a breach in security at any building. I intend to keep that." Calvin realized that he still had the gun in his hand and put it back in his holster.

    "So, Miss. Huse. Are you going away for business or pleasure?" He asked just as he hit the button to send the cab to the ground floor.
  11. Figured I'd put Jamie Lee's CS on it's own so don't gotta backtrack for her CS alongside Rewind's.

    Shoutout to @SirKaltao for having this awesome CS format which I'm shamelessly borrowing. But giving credit where it's due c:

    Name: 'Jamie Lee' (Rewind's nickname for her. Real name unknown)
    Alias: Living Dead Girl
    Age: ???(Rewind assumes her to be late teens-early twenties)
    Height: 5ft 7in



    Normal(i.e the shell Rewind created for her to inhabit)

    Her true form:



    Intelligence (3): Died as a freshman in college though given when she died(the 1980s)times have changed quite a bit.
    Strength (5): Superhuman: Able to lift over 25 tons, up to 75 tons. This range includes Class 50 (up to 50 tons) and Class 75 (up to 75 tons).
    Speed (5): Supersonic: peak velocity between Mach-2 to Orbital Velocity approximately 17,000 mph)
    Superhuman Durability (6)
    Short Range Ectoplasm Manipulation(3)
    Combat ability: Got into a fair share of scuffles while she was alive-took self defense classes. (3)
    Total: 25, Superhuman

    • Superhuman Strength: Exceeds the limits of any normal human.
    • Superhuman Speed: Top speed of 17,000 mph. Though going this far pushes Lee's shell to it's limits/it'll begin falling apart at the seams and if she doesn't get a chance to stop and tend to the tears in her shell, it might rupture entirely and she'll be left to float along.
    • Superhuman Durability: Highly resistant to injury and is capable of withstanding great impact forces that would greatly injure or even kill a normal human. Also, plus the fact that she's already y'know, dead. But if her shell's destroyed then their isn't much she can do on her own. She's just a spoooooopy ghost in that case :<
    • Regenerative Healing Factor: Capable of regenerating from injury faster than a normal human.
    • Ectokinesis Manipulation: Jamie can manipulate ectoplasm into varying forms such as balls of ectoplasm she can throw, armor, and the like.

    These are the kinds of songs that the rebellious girl who would go on to be known as 'Jamie Lee' would listen to her in youth back in the 1980s. It was a welcome reprieve from the necessities of everyday life. 'Oh your grade's slipping' 'Stop sitting in your room all day' 'Hahah, look at that chick! Sits alone by herself at lunch!'

    All the same kind of nonsense chatter that 'Jamie Lee' wanted nothing to do with. At least when she put on her walkman and laid down in bed, she could pretend as if nothing else in the world mattered. It was just her in her own small island and if she could have had it that way forever? That's how she would have preferred it to be. That was until she found someone who she felt understood her. Understood her in a way that nobody else ever would.


    The field of forever stubble spread across his chin, the cigarette drooping out of his mouth. Not to mention the bandage wrapped around his head, bloodied from a scuffle no doubt. The leather jacket and the messy hair. There was always the stereotype of finding 'the perfect one.' The one who would do anything for you in the blink of an eye.

    Well, fuck that noise!

    'Jamie Lee' didn't find this guy conventionally attractive. Hell, half of the girls at school couldn't even stand to be around him. Guy smelled of underage drinking, tobacco and who knew what else? But that's what drew Jamie Lee in, someone who didn't dare to stand by the norms of society. Someone who saw potential for a kindred spirit in this guy. Which is why one day after school was out, she finally approached him.

    "Hey! Cigs and pot! Got a second?" She called out to him and he wheeled around on his heels with his eyebrows raised and his hand clenched into a fist as he spat out in a deep baritone "Hey what? You whacked in the head or something? The fuck kinda nickname is cigs and pot anyway?"

    "Well, doesn't seem like anybody knows you apart from what they can sniff as you slump down the halls. Which happens to be..." Jamie Lee let that hang as a grin spread across her face. 'Cigs' blinked before his shoulders slumped. "Well, fine ya got a fuckin point? You want a medal?"

    "Heh, nope. Just some of your time. You ever listen to The Cure?"

    "Have I listened to them???"

    That was just their first encounter. After that, they hit it off like nobody's business. She already earned dirty looks for just being herself, what was the harm in earning a few more? The two exchanged favorite songs, cigarettes when the other got enough money to buy a pack, and before long they were a couple.

    But the good times couldn't last forever. Months went by, and despite greatly enjoying her time with her new lover, Jamie Lee's performance at school and at home only seemed to have gotten worse. Having picked up the habit of ditching classes thanks to Drew(Cig's REAL name)and staying out longer than she should have, it shouldn't have come as a surprise that Jamie Lee's friends and family were a bit concerned.

    Many times did both parties try to sit Jamie down and tell her that while she might have been happy now, hanging with Drew wasn't going to be great for the longhaul. But Jamie Lee couldn't believe what she was hearing! The few people that she had considered friends and her own family? They knew how much of a hard time she had feeling like she fit in.

    Now the one time she does? She has to go and break it up. But she wasn't going to let it end like this! Packing up her belongings, Jamie Lee sneakily snuck out of her house after calling Drew to meet her at the train tracks. If her family didn't want her and Drew to be together? Then she'd go off with him to somewhere that would accept them! Sure, work would be hard for a couple of drop-outs but they'd get through it!

    Drew did show up of course but with what appeared to be a camcorder and a pistol. Confused by the items, Jamie Lee understandably spoke up. '...Drew?'

    Drew's face seemed pale and there was no cigarette dangling from his mouth this time. His entire body seemed to be alight with nervous jitters as he shakily looked his girlfriend in the eyes.

    "Everybody hates us! W-We can run but where will we go? What if we run into the same kinda people? Will we just keep packing up and go..?"Drew whimpered as he gestured to the camcorder. "I...I thought you called me here so we could be together...One last time."

    She couldn't believe this. The guy she'd fallen head over heels with and decided she'd run off with to find a place where they wouldn't be judged? The guy who didn't give a shit about what the world thought of him wanted to end it all like *snap* that?! As she felt her own eyes growing misty, thoughts raced through her head. How scolding her parents had been of her spending so much time locked up in her room, how she should go out and get some fresh air like a 'normal' girl.

    Would they be upset if she was gone? Or would they shed crocodile tears and think about where they went wrong as if their beloved daughter was imperfect in some way? What about her friends? She wasn't exactly a social butterfly so their likely wouldn't be too many non-family mourners at a funeral for her. Hell, that brought up it's own set of queries. How many people would even bother attending? How many of those who did truly did it because they cared or because it's what was 'expected' of them?

    Maybe Drew was right. Maybe they could hop onto a train and go to who knows where and they'd run into the same problems. Just a constant cycle of trying to find that perfect place. But what Drew was proposing? When both of them 'left' so to speak, they could be together for all eternity. Where no one could judge them.


    Without a word, she stepped onto the tracks as the train's whistle could have been heard approaching steadily in the distance. Realizing what she'd done, Drew held up the camcorder and believe you, me, it was quite the task to hold it when tears made everything a blur for the man. Deciding that this would likely be the last time she'd ever get to speak her mind, she decided to put all that she could into it.

    "...Mom? Dad? I know...I wasn't exactly the daughter you were looking for. You probably wanted a Tiffany when I turned out to be Dinah Cancer. But you raised me, fed me, clothed me and I know I was disobedient, even an outright bitch at times. But you stayed your hands and never struck me even though I would have done it had I been in your shoes. You tried to do right by me and even got me an education! I'm sorry I couldn't finish...Oh God!"

    Pausing as tears streamed down her face, the train loomed ever closer on the tracks. Pulling out her walkman, she took a deep breath and placed the headphones on and let the music play as she smiled.

    "Mom, dad, friends...Drew? I love you.."

    And like that? She was gone and Drew was all alone. Turning off the camcorder, he fell to his knees as he pulled out the pistol. He had made sure to load it before coming out here. But as he stared down the barrel, minutes passed by as beads of sweat rolled down his face. Though he knew full well what was happening.

    The gun dropped from his hand as did the camcorder and Drew glanced up at the sky with tear-soaked eyes.


    What kind of cruel fate was this!? The one girl who had given him a chance when nobody else had, who had taken time out of her life, out of her studies to hang with him. She was gone and it was now when he stared down the barrel of a revolver that he decided that he still wanted to live. But what reason was there?

    His mind was racing and until he found an answer, he couldn't sit out here! Grabbing the camcorder and pocketing the revolver he raced off from the scene and this time? There was no more music...


    It's not known what exactly became of Drew. Those who knew him claim that he moved towns, changed his name. Whatever the case may have been they said he was terribly shaken up over something. For what he was doing these days? Rumor has it he's trying to help teens who were in bad spots like him and Jamie Lee. Perhaps to ease some sense of guilt? Nobody but Drew knew for sure.

    But as for the tape that contained Jamie Lee's last moments? In an frantic moment while he was consumed by panic sometime after the incident, Drew sold off the VHS tape along with a few others to a family that had just moved from the United Kingdom to New York. Given that this family in particular had quite the collection of VHS tapes, the tape in question didn't see use until much later.

    This family in question? It was the family of the internet personality Rewind, otherwise known as Andre Delgado. Having been obsessed with VHS thanks to the advent of Video Nasties in the UK preventing him from seeing many films until his family moved back to the states once his father's military commission over there was done. Deciding to pop in a tape that his father had mentioned he'd gotten in a deal back in the 90s, the tape wasn't exactly what Andre had in mind.

    Had his father unintentionally or intentionally bought some kind of snuff film!? Disgusted at what he was seeing, Andre normally would have taken the damn thing out and destroyed it! But this tape wasn't just any kind of tape, this one was haunted. Not having been able to rest due to Drew's change of heart, Jamie Lee's spirit lingered within the tape waiting for someone to play it. She had hoped it'd be Drew! At least then she could try to find out what had stopped him. What made him go back on their promise?

    But as the spirit pulled herself free from Andre's TV, she was just as surprised as Andre was mortified.

    "You're...You're not Drew!"

    "...You're a ghost! Who the hell's Drew!?"

    "He's my boyfriend!"

    "WAS your boyfriend! I mean...Don't hurt me!"

    Andre exclaimed as he glanced around the room for a stray tape. He sure as hell couldn't fight off a ghost as he was! Aha! Spotting a Robocop VHS on his table, Andre leaped for it and closed the tape into the slot on his shirt. Could Robocop even take on a ghost? He had no idea but he was about to find out! Pressing 'play', the mirror image of Robocop appeared around Andre as he rose to his feet and aimed his gun at the ghost.

    "Your move, ...creep?"

    But this ghost wasn't here to fight. She had been waiting so long to try and find any kind of explanation. Whatever reason Drew might have had for doing what he did. She had to know and instead? Here she was in some stranger's apartment as nothing more than a ghost! Tears streamed down her face as Andre pressed 'stop' and removed the tape.

    "...You okay, ghost? You got a name?"


    "...I probably did, but like hell if I remember it. All I can remember is the train tracks and Drew.." The ghost's eyes watered once more and her bottom lip trembled as Andre grimaced. This was one of his break days meaning he didn't have to worry about uploading anything. But if this was going to be a thing with a ghost now, he couldn't have her crying all the time.

    "How about Jamie Lee? Y'know like Jamie Lee Curtis? Halloween, Prom Night, those times she was on SNL?"

    "...I guess that'll do. At least until I can remember anything else."

    Alright! So he had a remorseful ghost who was upset with her past boyfriend named Drew. One who didn't even remember her own name but hey! Jamie Lee was pretty cool, right? Though, it still looked a bit odd just having a ghost hanging around his place. What if he got visitors and they got spooked? He liked the thing he had going and he didn't want to be pigeonholed as the 'spooky ghost guy.' Tapping his chin in thought, Andre blinked as he suddenly grabbed Weird Science off the shelf and rushed off into his backroom.

    Not exactly wanting to intrude since she hadn't even meant to appear before this guy, the ghost-now christened-Jamie Lee floated idly outside the room in the living room as she heard...Oingo Boingo in the background? Hours seemed to click by and if she could have fallen asleep, she most certainly would have! But as midnight finally started to draw near, Andre stepped out and motioned inside the room.

    "I...Dunno about why you're in my tape or what's your deal. But I'm not an exorcist or a Ghostbuster. Plus, crying aside? You seem pretty alright...So I whipped up something you can shift your ghostly self into." Andre pulled the tarp off the robotic shell which stared blankly at Jamie Lee. The ghost was dumbfounded. What kind of guy had she stumbled across?

    "It can do some pretty crazy stuff. You don't have just me to thank for this by the by. You got Oingo Boingo, and Kelly Lebrock to thank for this. Go on, give it a try! Then we can kick back and you can try to explain this whole ghost deal to me, eh?"

    This all felt so surreal to Jamie Lee and she was the ghost! She had so many questions of her own. Like what happened to Drew, how this guy got ahold of this tape, and how much had changed since she...died. But it'd probably be better if she was in a form that let her interact with this place beyond just floating around. Closing her eyes, Jamie Lee phased into the shell and everything went silent..

    "Jamie Lee...?"


    "...Heh, it's alive! It's alive!"
  12. Accepted... with the 1 speed I keep thinking of "I am not fast" from Big Hero 6. Please repost in the thread so I can index.
  13. Melody almost tripped on the weather mat as they reached the spining doors. "Um no, there is no Mr. Anything right now and thats how I like it. All I need to focus on is work." She was real clear about that as she smiled at him and pulled her coat about her as the wind kicked up. She was about to hail a cab when her phone rang. With a quick flip of her wrist the phone was open.

    "This is Melody..." she listened and nodded. "I see, well yes but... no I understand... no thats fine and thank your for thinking of me, Ill see you on the comline later on or perhaps in a few days when the weather is better, yes thank you again." Melody hung up and let out a sigh.

    Well looks like Im not goint to Japan, some typhoon or something. She rubbed her eyes and blinked as the night air did nothing to wake her. Half yawning she tried to say goodnight but her words were grabbled.

    "Um night Cal I get the next, crab, thanks for all your helps." She stepped toward the edge of the sidewalk and raised her arm. She wobbled a little bit and giggled.
  14. "Well look at you a real go getter, well take care miss it was a pleasure meet'n you." Calvin watched Melody walk away into the cold think it was a shame that some lucky guy was going out with her.

    He just shook his head and went back to the security desk. Everything was quite and nothing else happened the whole night, just the way he liked it. Calvin managed not to fall asleep until the next guy came in and took over. Calvin drove home and crawled into to bed with Karen and slept all morning.
  15. Melody almost feel asleep in the warm cab just when her eyes were about to close the driver yelled at her for the fare and to wake up. She paid the man and went inside to her condo over looking the waterfront. Dropping her things she settled in for another night or early morning alone. It was all the same and just as always her flat looked bare and unlived in. For no real reason she went to her fridge but there was nothing in there but old take out and about 30 bottles of water. Grabbing one she went to her sofa and watched the ferry boats cross the sound. It was a nice night, however late and slowly she nodded off, the bottle of water falling to the floor never even being opened.
  16. Calvin woke up that day a little after Karen left for work. He was supposed to be at work, but decided to call out today. He knew what he had to do but he knew that Meryl, his security chief, won't mind doing his paper work. Besides he was drained from covering that shift. He showered up and got dressed and strolled down to the beach.

    Once he got there he stared at the surf shaking his head in disappointment as once again the waves sucked. He was excited at first being so close to the water and he soon found out why he got such a good deal on his condo. Calvin decided to walk along the waters edge until he came upon a shack he didn't notice before. It was a kayak shop and it looked like it had good business. He went over to check it out, never having kayaked before Calvin was interested. He looked around the store and started examining the craft that they offered for rent and waited for someone to come help him.
  17. Two voiced filled the air as a young man and a woman walked into the shack from the side entrance. They were carring a kayak between them and laughing. They were each in wet suits and the woman had wet hair.

    "Oh just stop okay, that was so your fault, your lucky I didnt..." The young man stopped talking as the pair set the kayak down. Not even looking up the woman grumbled.

    "Ah dont even tell me your stopping Marc thanks, Im gonna go change before I get..." the womans voice trailed off as her eyes came to rest on Cal.

    "Sir can I help you?" Marc asked just seonds before Melody turned her head and tried to hide behind the counter.

    "We have a great selection of new and used kayaks, this one here we just go in and its great for pairs and open Ocean, but well the sound isnt really open ocean but umm... Melody what would you call it? You know the surf in the sound?" Marc turned to ask her a question but blinked seeing that she was gone. Rubbing his neck Marc smiled.

    "Um we rent by the hour or day or week whatever you want.. "
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    "Oh! Right. I'll probably just take a couple hours. So do you need any experience to ride these things? Also do you rent out partners as well? I came alone today."

    Calvin looked around the shop and wonder how many times he walked down this beach and never noticed it before.
  19. "ah " the guy looked at Calvin and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um well Melody is off today or called in sick, let me see if she can take you out for a while" he went back to the counter and looked for her. He found her hidding behind the counter.

    "What the hell you doing? Look can you take a guy out for a few hours I really dont have the time, oh lock up too okay" the young guy tossed her the keys as she stood up and blushed. Tucking her hair behind her ear she sighed and walked over to Calvin.

    "So... this your first time?" she asked as her face turned bright red. She was being coy and just couldnt help it. She wondered if he even recognized her.
  20. 'That name...'

    The second mention made Calvin think. He thought it held some significance but he couldn't think of what. As soon as she came around the corner with a shy red face Calvin knew,

    "Melody!? Well you're a long way form an office building, so just couldn't wait to see me again heh?" Calvin had a grin from ear to ear, "Lucky for me anyways, I thought I was going to get stuck with that dude paddling me around for an hour. So where do we start?"