THE EYES MAKE THE SOUL CATCH FIRE [p]

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    okay then, I'll start !
    this time, I ain't going anywhere cx


    about the abilities, they will receive their first dose of powers tonight so we can start role playing the changes as soon as possible because hype

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    introductions had been short lived, especially for Maxi who still felt slightly bitter about being ignored. she was used to attention and craved the limelight, her personality was built around being seen and she noted the others competitors response to her nature. some seemed extremely happy go lucky, like the girl with the blue eyes that Dylan had followed after. she too had slinked behind the pair, a confident yet blank face held high as she entered the garden. however, now here she was, sitting comfortably on a garden sofa with blankets throw loosely around the seating area. the girl had used these small luxuries as a cooling breeze gently swept through her hair, pulling the soft layer of warmth around her shoulders she sat with her knees to her chest on the corner of one of the three sofas pulled together to form a triangle type shape.




    [b]"housemates, the first challenge will be a smile game of truth or dare. feel free to be as creative as you like. Mackenzie, begin."




    Maxi flashed a cocky smile that lasted a couple of seconds just to indicate that she was the girl in question before it returned to her what would become her trademark smirk. her lip pulled up on the left hand side as she made her way around the group. her brown eyes landed on Dylan, her encounter with him had been the most memorable so far. staring straight at he tattooed man she spoke up, "truth or dare." her question was not asked as a question but almost as a command, her controlling nature gleaming through in her tone of voice and attitude.
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    Ezra's thoughtful escape was compromised as the voice sounded once more. However useless he knew it was, he peered around for the source, biting back disappointment when he couldn't find it. [i]Where was that voice coming from?     He wondered, feeling slightly frustrated by the fact that he couldn't understand. Ezra hated not knowing. He was a wildly curious person, not to mention, impatient. He was always wanting answers, and they had to be delivered right away.


    He sat forward on the fit-for-one chair he was seated at, propping his clasped hands on his knees. His piercing green gaze swept across the six contestants, landing on the girl that he assumed was Mackenzie. He had a feeling that she had said something to him before, but he was already talking to someone and he hadn't caught her name. At least now he knows. As Mackenzie spoke, he followed her gaze towards the blue eyed male that he had seen before. Ezra immediately noticed the tattoo snaking up his neck, slightly astonished he hadn't noticed it before. It was a rather unique design. His held tilted slightly as he waited for a response, an unintentionally sharp expression plastered on his face.


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    //I'm really glad this thread is gonna keep going!




    Dylan had sat down on a comfortable looking love seat like thing, which was across from the sofa which Maxi occupied. He listened closely the voice, truth or dare, how... childish. Still he fully intended to play along. When the speaker told Maxi to go, he focused his gaze on her, watching those brown eyes glide across each of them. Their eyes locked, his gaze was intense, bright blue eyes focused sharply like a cat staring carefully into the undergrowth where it was sure a mouse hid. His mouth curled up when she asked him, though he usually didn't like to be bossed around he was putting on his most well behaved front. He didn't answer instantly. First he let his eyes travel around, as if making sure he had all of their attention. The brown eyed man, whom he didn't have a clear impression of just yet, the blue eyed female who had seemed peppy and excited, the girl with green eyes, and finally the man with green eyes. He paused for a second on the last, noting the intense expression. Dylan grinned, and leaned forward towards Maxi, his eyes now on her again. "Dare."
    It was quite overly dramatic considering they were partaking in a game which was a favourite at young girls sleep overs. However it had to be, if the show was boring they'd be considered a failure. Drama made for good television. Dylan kept his eyes trained on Maxi, wondering what he'd have to do. He was not a squeamish person, so he was fairly sure he'd handle whatever she could throw at him. Besides he'd rather not give her access to his thoughts, his secrets were his and for a reason. Dylan had never been all the entertained by party games, even when he'd been younger, however being a well liked and handsome young man he'd often been roped into playing. Most things that usual teenagers would think of he'd already done as an affect of a dare, then again these weren't teenagers. He couldn't say he was sad to let that part of his life fade away. He much preferred adults to teenagers.

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    brown eyes didn't follow his gaze, instead the girls pupils laid directly on to his skin mainly that on his neck as she breathed in every inch of his body, her mind absorbing as much as she could from his outer appearance. maxi was never described as shy and did not conceal herself almost lustfully gazing over his physique. his tattoo intrigued her and she kept her eyes lingering here for a while as the black ink seemed to grow more vibrant with every second.




    "dare."




    a good choice.




    maxi had personally planned this option out and felt a small flame of excitement rise in the pit of her stomach that she assumed would continue to only burn brighter as the time in the house progressed. she was giddy at the thought of winning all that money and what she would do with it, if that prize meant being scandalous and shameless ... maxi would be the winner. she convinced herself that she would win and nothing and no one would get in her way.




    her lips parted, a clear signal she was going to speak but this body language was obviously noted from the voice that controlled their every move and chance of winning the all important money.




    [b]"sorry maxi, but you won't be picking the questions. this time. you, the viewer will be picking the dares or truths each housemate will have to complete. all the housemates get to do is pick who they ask, now Dylan your dare had been randomly selected by the audience at home. are you ready?"




    her voice seemed to get even more excited as she kept speaking, that was extremely irritating. but maybe that was the point. maxi shut her mouth again, a slightly sour look taking over her however she attempted to wipe that off and give a curt little smile. this game seemed to lose its fun almost instantly but somehow gained a little danger. people loved for danger and the people were picking whatever they did in this house so the risk factor was all to play for. she raised an arched brow at Dylan, a questioning look as she tried to figure out did he have the determination to do anything people asked of him to win this money.




    ooc;;
    so I'm using Shippertrash's suggestion from the plot thread of allowing the viewers at home to decide their questions <3
    those being questioned will decide their own dare or truth but please make it as spectacular or as plot keeping as possible - whether that be romantic or completely horrific it's up to you!
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    //cool! Also I spent like half an hour trying to come up with a dare I suck




    Dylan waited for her to speak, his body tensing as he lips finally opened. When the woman's voice echoed around them however his eyes left Maxi's. He looked up, almost as if he expected to see her floating above them. She wasn't of course, but he listened intently to what he was saying. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed that Maxi wouldn't be picking his dare, she seemed like the kind of person who could come up with something interesting. Oh well he was sure the veiwers also had something good lined up for him. Once she finished speaking he nodded, "Let's have it then." He waited, his ears tuned for the sound of the woman's voice.
    "Great! So the veiwers want you to..." Her voice was so excited and high pitched, Dylan couldn't help but find it a bit grating. He waited impatiently as he seemed to pause for the effect of it all, " take off your clothes and exchange your underwear for a pair of one of the ladies." She sound rather giddy about the whole ordeal. Dylan wasn't that phased, though he didn't know how the girls would feel about it. He thought that if he was a woman, he'd be much more comfortable knowing no one else had worn his underwear before, in fact even as a man he much preferred his underwear have been used exclusively by himself. Dylan stood, and pulled his shirt up over his head without a second thought, it really wasn't the stripping he had an issue with at all. Cool air quickly lapped at his exposed skin, but soon enough his body adjusted and he didn't mind the temperature at all. Dylan pull off his shoes and socks and jeans as if he were in the comfort of his own home. With his body, which was fairly muscular and attractive, and confidence Dylan would have made a decent stripper, if only he could've been bothered to have more pizazz while taking off his clothing. He stood up straight after taking his pants off, fully showing off his muscular chest, flat stomach, and his long strong legs. Dylan had been told before he had nice legs, and he wasn't arguing.
    "So," Blue eyes flickered around, landing on each of the women separately, "I'm going to need to borrow someone's panties, please." He smiled, trying to maintain a charming vibe while also asking for something rather strange.

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    ooc--
    maxi was made for this challenge cx




    well, that was much more to her liking. and it seemed the viewers probably staring open mouthed at the television had the same thoughts as maxi, get dylan out of his clothes. she wasn't trying to hide the fact she enjoyed every little second of the removal of his clothes but if anything, make it more obvious for the chance of bagging some extra time on screen ... if that was possible with the black haired musuclar man taking off his clothes. they were hardly a day into this show and already someone was getting naked.




    maxi didn't mind at all, especially since it was one of the men.




    "I suppose I could help you out." her voice was silky, slightly husky but extremely dramatic however not of putting. untying her shoes was a quick action as she did not let her soothing tone contrast with her actions as she slipped the blanket from her own body to casually slide her tight fitting leggings from her lightly tanned legs. maxi had tried to bring a suitable wardrobe for the show and was currently sporting her most designer outfit she could afford to splurge on before appearing on the big screen. the simple yet classic adidas leggings no longer clung to her yet her oversized hoodie created by the same brand made her look even cute as she now stood in her underwear from the waist down. her hands were hidden by the long sleeves and a seductive smirk over cast by shadows made her no longer look cute but more powerful and dominating in front of her housemates. "now, where do we go from here?"




    maxi was content with showing her brightly coloured panties on live television but shedding everything within the first couple of minutes was even too far of stretch for the reckless girl.
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    //sorry about the late reply!




    Dylan didn't think volunteering was off brand for how Maxi had displayed her personality so far. Her legs were nice, of course they were she was a very gorgeous young woman. He could've laughed out loud at the sight of her bright underwear, oh he was sure he'd suit them very well. Dylan contained his mirth, instead he grinned at the girl who was currently wearing the underwear. When she spoke he paused to think for a moment. He didn't quite fancy going full frontal in the first episode either. He spotted the blanket she'd had draped over her now exposed legs just moments ago. The tall man strut over, and snatched it up. Gracefully he hooked the soft fabric around Maxi's waist, his eyes catching her's for a moment. He wrapped the blanket around her waist in the same way one might with a towel after a shower. "There, now do we have another one of those..." His voice trailed off while blue eyes searched for a similar thing to put on his own waist. spotting one he snatched one up and repeated his actions with Maxi himself.
    Dylan wiggled quickly out of his boxers, keeping his aversion to them being worn by another person to himself. He tried to ignore the breeze that drifted across basically his entire body, the blanket didn't seem to stop air from drifting where it please. He bent, trying to ignore the twist in his stomach and picked up his boxers, holding them loosely. He honestly wasn't a shy person, but he had to admit there was something daunting about being entirely nude on television. He glanced around at his fellow competitors, wondering what this might make them think of him. Maybe they would think less of him as a person, or maybe they would realize he really was willing to do whatever to win. Dylan wasn't sure what he would've thought of another person doing what he was.




    //woops also short post sorry, i just feel so bad dylan is taking up this much attention oh my

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    Ezra watched the exchange with a incredulous expression. Everything in his demeanor suggested cynicism, the way he cocked his eyebrow and his crossed arms. He didn't even have to say anything, the look on his face said enough. [i]Really?     It suggested heavily. This reminded him of how much he hated this game. And the look on their faces, the eye-s*x was really starting to make him want to throw up. He'd say something like "get a room" but it was all part of the game. Not the eye-s*x though. That's been happening ever since they met.


    When Dylan tied the blanket around his waist and proceeded to take off his boxers, the green-eyed male couldn't help but roll his eyes. Or Ezra assumed he was taking off his boxers. It's not like he could see anything through that blanket, but his assumption was probably accurate, given the predicament. He leaned back in the chair, watching the show. He couldn't help but feel rather uncomfortable, with the way they were stripping right before his eyes. Their willingness even sickened him. No way he could do something like that. Call him a party-pooper, but taking off his clothes for the world to see isn't something he's inclined to doing. If this was a game with winning in it, the story would be completely different. He'd do anything to win.


    That reminded Ezra, what exactly would happen if they refused to do a dare or respond to a truth? He didn't know if he wanted to find out. But due to his unwillingness towards some activities, he just might. As he watched the two do their dare-thing, he couldn't help but mentally cross his fingers. Not hoping to get asked truth or dare next, no, the complete opposite. Ez was hoping he wouldn't get asked next. This game blows.
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    that same, possibly never ending cocky smirk littering maxi's expression. her taunting eyes mocked those around her without her even needed to open her mouth. her confidence seemed to have no limits and this was displayed well as she held on to Dylan's hands as he wrapped the blanket around her for a second. her eyes were narrowed slightly as her face changed to that of allure, she was no stranger to flirtation and kept this theme going as she let go of his hands.




    she purposefully didn't watch him undress further, instead keeping her focus on the other housemates particularly Ezra who seemed disgusted by the whole charade. their personalities seemed to clash but she did not rule him out as even being her possible match, after all opposites do attract. her match did confuse her though, there were three males here but she had fallen in love with none of them at first sight. the girl had pictured herself the first moment she laid eyes on the man to swoon and collapse into his arms however here she was, flirting her clothes off with anyone who'd take it. at this thought, a tiny shred of guilt seemed to make its way to her surface. did she want to be that girl?




    it was too late for second thought now. dylan was holding the boxers. this sight resorted the excitement back into the game as she too removed her own underwear, although not so gracefully as she had managed to still completed the task without exposing herself further. now, the pair stood holding their garments from their hands as a breeze picked them up and flung them softly in her hands. she threw the pair of panties over to him and thus grabbed the boxers quickly from his grasp, it was possibly forceful but she was eager to cover herself up again. it was trickier to get them on than taking a pair off but she managed and dropped the towel with a shake of her hips as she held the boxers up, that were quite loose, with her hands held to her waist. a laugh broke free and she shook her head, lifting her leggings from the ground she slumped back down on the sofa to tug them up.




    it was now dylan's turn to ask someone but the audiences turn to make the next person do something even possibly more bizarre.




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    and it's blue[/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: center;color: black;width: 240px; height: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px;margin-left: -4px; font-size: 20px;][i][b]Dylan Luke Holt[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; min-height: 240px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]
    Dylan took the girl's underwear with a little smile. He hadn't exactly been expecting one of the first things he would do on the show would invole not wearing pants. Pulling the panties on with the blanket was certainly quite the trick. Eventually he did, and dropped the blanket. The panties were stretched across his skin, a bright contrast to the soft tan that had collected on his hips. It certainly wasn't an unflattering look, though it was not exactly an outfit one would wear out of the house. Dylan glanced evnviously at Maxi pulling her pants back on. He wasn't exactly sure when he would be allowed to get dressed again. Probably not until the game was over. Dylan sat back down, making sure to keep his knees together. Now was his turn to decide who was to go next.
    His bright blue eyes travelled around the group. Obviously Maxi was out, he couldn't pick her that would be putting to much focus on himself and her. He had to get to know the others. His eyes found the girl with blue eyes, who had seemed happy and excited, maybe. The man with brown eyes, he honestly didn't have a clear impression of him. He wondered, was this guy a serious competitor. Making him go, or anyone for that matter, was a good was to test it out. Then there was the man with green eyes, Dylan had seen a quick glance of his disapproval. He wasn't impressed by Dylan's actions, which might mean he wouldn't be willing to do the same thing. Dylan couldn't help but feel like he needed to defend himself. It wasn't as if he wanted to get undressed, he was just playing the game. His competitors could judge all they wanted, Dylan would do whatever he had to, and if the others wouldn't then he was in luck. Dylan took his gaze off the man, he said wouldn't get him to go. Then there was the woman who had green eyes, Dylan also didn't know anything about her. "Amara, isn't it? Would you care to go next?" He smiled warmly at her, he couldn't imagine seeing what he'd done would make her want to play.

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    [b]"Sure, I'd love to,"     she answered with a smile, quickly disgusing all apphrehension though she could feel that she was showing some slight dread for what was to come. "I choose dare." There, she made her choice. The woman's voice sounded almost immediately, somehow sounding even more excited and still very high pitched. "Ooh, another dare! Well, the viewers would like you to..." she paused dramatically. "Give one of the guys a lap dance then french kiss them." Amara was impressed. It was pretty bad for her, but not as bad as trading underwear and getting naked. She uncrossed her legs and stood up from the armchair she had made herself comfy in, taking her time to glance over the three guys.
    "So, who's up for a lap dance and a little kiss?" She asked wrly, her eyes flicking between the men. The only one she had much contact with was Ezra, though even then they hadn't had much of a conversation at all. Even then, she wasn't sure she'd like to start out a relationship with someone by giving them a lap dance and french kissing them on the dare. The other two, she had zero interaction with so far. She doubted Dylan would partake in it, considering how unstable his undergarments were currently. So it left Ezra and Louis.[/fancypost]

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    Ezra realized he was holding his breath a moment too late, quickly letting out the air he had been holding in. Honestly, he had no idea why he was doing it in the first place. He wasn't afraid to be asked at all. Maybe he was just so distracted that he forgot to breath. Eh, it happens. His green eyes scanned Dylan, stifling a small chuckle. He really didn't look bad in the female underwear, but Ez found the huge contrast amusing. Dylan struck him as someone who would wear mostly darkly colored clothing, but here he was, wearing nothing(?) but brightly colored panties. Ezra's gaze rested on him for a moment before he he analyzed the group of people, trying to figure out who he'd choose. He had almost braced himself when Dylan's eyes landed on him for a moment, not bothering to push away the twinge of anxiety that he felt. Like he said. He hated this game.


    His hypothesis was close. The brunette thought for sure that Dylan was going to choose the brown-eyed male, of course, there was no reason for him to think so. Dylan didn't really do anything that would help him guess, he seemed neutral. But Ezra had a feeling it was going to be the brown-eyed male; his runner-up guess was Amara. So he was technically right. Almost. He watched the game play out in front of him, listening attentively as she chose dare. The squeaky voice made Ezra want to be sick, it was so annoying. In fact, he tuned the voice out for that very reason. The brunette had no idea what Amara's dare was until she said it herself.


    Ezra widened his eyes a little. Lap dance? No way. He scoffed conspicuously and averted his eyes. No way was he gonna do that. Nothing personal, lap dances just made him uncomfortable. In fact, this whole game made him uncomfortable. Jeez, do all the viewers have to be so sexual? Can't they come up with something less erotic, like prank calling or something? At this point, Ezra decided no dares for him. When the time came, he'd strictly choose truth. Call him a wuss, but he'd rather admit something embarrassing instead of do something embarrassing.
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    what had started as a blurring of the eyes as his eyes glazed over with tears was now a blinding stream. pools of water flowed down his chiseled cheek bones and some ben made their way into his mouth, their salty taste making him choke as he took in gulps of air.




    Noah was crying.




    but the boy was in no way upset. mouthfuls of laughter erupted from his mouth as Dylan had dropped the towel and revealed Maxi's underwear. it had all been quite alluring since then, his eyes had been mainyo for used on the girl with the blue eyes twinkling with mischief as they had removed their clothes however now, all Noah could look at was the neon pink colour of the underwear sitting oddly tightly on the mans body. he had rolled himself into a ball almost on your sofa as she blatantly laughed at Dylan. it was in no way mocking, although this was only the case because he didn't know him yet, but he couldn't help but work himself into a fit of giggles that seemed to become contagious as he caught eyes with Maxi and she let slip a small chuckle too.




    Noah was so caught up in his outburst that he barely had time to hear the next dare that Amara had received. if Ezra hadn't seemed to like the previous display of affection, Noah doubted he'd approve of this one. although, he was not going to volunteer like Maxi had. instead, he stick to his own nature and let his giggles die down into his more composed self. he took in one more mouthful of air before dying down his loud laughs and wiping way tears with a silly smile on his face.




    Noah had intended to let his cruel, almost sadistic nature shine through throughout this time but already he was proving to be the joker he was at heart. his facial expressions changed so quickly however that you wouldn't assume he was laughing. a mere seconds ago. he was now cold looking, his eyes haunting and downcast.




    once Amara spoke he looked upwards, her tone less than enthusiastic. it wouldn't be the first time Noah had received a dance but he certainly believed he wouldn't be adding to the number in this little game. he wouldn't complain though, the girl was obviously attractive. her black hair tossed around her face and drew attention to her pretty face. no, he wouldn't mind at all. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    and it's blue[/fancypost][/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: center;color: black;width: 240px; height: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px;margin-left: -4px; font-size: 20px;][i][b]Dylan Luke Holt[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; min-height: 240px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]
    Of course Dylan heard the outburst of laughter. He wasn't offended, he understood the humor for sure. It was funny, Dylan wasn't a small guy and the bright pink underwear looked comical. His eyes turned away from Amara, distracted by the amusement radiating off the other man. His eyebrows moved up, he was impressed by how much this guy could laugh. Dylan found a large smile spreading across his face. The whole thing should be funny, sure every thing has been all weird and tense but he'd rather not keep that up. Dylan could only stand the seriousness for so long. Especially since they were playing a silly children's game, truth and dare was meant to be fun and embarrassing. Dylan had to wonder if the game would have been more fun if the contestants had been able to choose their own questions and dares. Then again, they weren't there to have fun, they were there to win. Still, the whole thing didn't have to be all weird and chalk full of flirting and competing did it?
    Dylan pulled his attention off the brown eyed man, Noah he was pretty sure his name was after he thought about it. He listened attentively to Amara's choice. He was a little suprised she chose dare, after watching him take his clothes off and change into underwear which was not his own most people would not want to risk a dare. He supposed Amara must be a bold person then. When the woman's squeaky voice told the woman she'd have to give someone a lap dance, Dylan's eyes widened a little. Maybe it was strange, because he was mostly naked and surround by strangers but he found his dare a lot less daunting. He hadn't been made to touch anyone, furthermore he didn't have to try and arouse someone. He would have done it, of course he would have, he would do anything, but as he saw it his dare had been an awful lot easier. Dylan averted his gaze, he wasn't offering to be her subject. Mostly due to his lack of clothing, but part of it was also that he'd rather not revive a lap dance from a girl he didn't know. Sure he'd flirt with Maxi, he'd have with Amara to if she showed interest, but he wasn't interested in something like that. He had his lack of cloths as an excellent excuse anyways, he was sure Amara wouldn't want to do it to him anyways.
    "Uh, well I think we'd both be uncomfortable considering my current clothing situation," he looked up at her a offered a slightly awkward smile, "so I'm going to count myself out." He hoped she wouldn't take it personally, she was a beautiful young woman but Dylan didn't want to participate.

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    "Miney, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go. My mother said to pick the very best one and you are not it!" Her finger stopped in front of Ezra. She crossed her arms, leaning on one foot as she regarded him carefully before shaking her head. "Well unfortunately, or fortunately, Ezra you have lost so you-" she turned to Noah "- are the victim." Walking over to him she pointed at him as she stopped right before him. "Keep your hands to yourself at all times you hear?"[/fancypost]

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    Green optics focused on a beetle a few feet away, climbing among the almost too-green grass. It seemed as if it were in a hurry, but that wouldn't any sense, given the fact that it was running in frantic circles. From the looks of it, the insect wasn't very smart. But then again, insects weren't very smart in general. If it was in a hurry, Ezra couldn't help but wonder why. It wasn't like anyone had startled it. He knew for a fact that he hadn't. He was seated in a chair that was well enough away from it. Maybe the bug had gotten into a tussle with another insect. The brunette wouldn't know; the beetle caught his attention only moments ago.


    His attention was compromised when the sound of his voice being mentioned brought him back to the group. Oh right, the group. Ezra shifted a little, throwing in a slightly conspicuous eye roll as his gaze flickered among them. He only caught the end of Amara's sentence, a surge of confusion coming over him. Victim? Keep his hands to himself? What? After a split second of pondering, his mind made a connection. [b]"What?" He yelped, leaning backwards. "Me? What?" It must be strange from another's perspective; Ezra was always full of attitude and being caught off guard like this wasn't a common occurrence. His eyes widened to their full extent, surprise and confusion swirling in their depths.


    Slightly uncomfortable at the fact of potentially having to have a lap dance, Ezra crossed his legs somewhat subconsciously. Really, it was nothing personal. Anything sexual of the sort made him anxious. "No, no, no," he spoke the words like they were attached. "I er.." Ezra laughed nervously, any trace of his attitude gone. "I'm, uh, good, thanks."
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