But there's something about her//Trae+Taiya

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Blaine wandered around his new settlement quite happily, thinking how great it was to finally have a home to himself.

After having moved out of his mother's home, he had moved out to lodge with a sweet but ever so slightly deranged old lady. Rumour had it that she had been, in fact, an ex-Hunger Games victor, and although Blaine could hardly believe this he had taken it upon himself to be extra-cautious around her, both for the sake of her health and his own. When she had died, the property had been claimed by the District mayor, and as such he had been evicted.

For a few days, he had flitted around the homes of various girls, but soon the act of using his body as a means of getting shelter for the night had become exhausting even for a practised womaniser like him, and he had lodged with a friend until coming across this place. It had been a little derelict, hence why it had escaped the attention of the mayor, but with a little help from some generous friends he had managed to get it fixed up and had consequently moved in.

He was proud of his work; it was a place where he would be happy enough to bring girls home whenever he could make time outside of work. Today, in fact he was having one, possibly two girls over. They would arrive in just ten minutes or so, he estimated.

He was not, however, inviting them over for his usual occupation with girls; he simply wanted his best friend, Trae Ryerson, to come and admire his new home.

He remained uncertain as to whether or not her sister would accompany her, but for now he hoped not; it was the beautiful, confident, vain and brilliant Trae who he wanted to see today.

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OOC Comments//UGH. This is a horrible post. I haven't got much muse, I partook in a posting contest on another site yesterday and it drained me -_-

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Trae walked like she always did, with purpose. She liked to be on time. Most people wouldn't imagine that she liked to be punctual, that she grew angry when someone made her late, just from rumors and past history. But she was. And so she'd left before Taiya, her sickly twin, was ready, and told her that if she felt better soon to follow. Purely for the sake of being punctual. And maybe partially because thoughts and concerns about Taiya took up much of Trae's time these days. Her sister's constant ailments were no longer anything she could pretend didn't exist. Therefore she preferred to keep all the different parts of her life separate. Blaine and her other friends over here, work over there, family way, way over there.

When she finally arrived at Blaine's new house, which she thought to be rather smallish, she knocked on the door but didn't wait to be let in. She swung the door open and paraded inside. "Blaine, my man, how are you on this fine spring day?" Trae asked, in a jokingly gradiose manner, walking into the house like she'd been there many times, "You are just movin' on up, aren't you?" She asked with a grin, poking fun at his new home-ownership, as she poked about her friend's new house in a rather nosy manner, but she wasn't one to worry about what people thought of her. "Am I your first guest?" She inquired, waggling her eyebrows, mostly just wanting to know if he'd entertained any girls here that weren't just friends. Trae hadn't spoken to him in a while, therefore she figured there were about a million goings-on she had to be told about.

ooc;; THAT IS OKAY, FOR YOU WON THE COMPETITION. ALSO MINE IS NOT GOOD. SO.

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By the time Trae had arrived (punctually as ever), Blaine had settled himself in a chair at the kitchen table, and was gazing at the front door, imagining her arrival.

He wasn't usually such a dreamer. Blaine was the type of guy to take things as they came, not dwell on what may or may not be. But for some reason, Trae had the ability to awaken in him traits which were, perhaps, a little more romantic than his usual easy-going, happy-go-lucky frame of mind. Were he a less forgiving person, he might resent her for it; it could be a bit of a pain.

He grinned when she knocked, deciding that it was useless to get up; she'd let herself in happily.

"Blaine, my man, how are you on this fine spring day?"

He smirked at her tone. "Not too bad, girl, not too bad." He replied, making a gesture towards a random chair. "Make yourself comfortable."

"You are just movin' on up, aren't you?" She chose, it seemed, to instead wander around, hoking about through his sparse home.

He shrugged. "Think it's only fitting. A man needs his castle, y'know?"

He eyed her familiar form, drinking it in. It wasn't that she was beautiful that drew him to her (although he could not deny that she was). It was the fact that she very much knew that she was beautiful. He firmly believed that confidence was the most important trait in any attractive woman, and...well, Trae was simply overflowing with confidence and self-certainty.

"Am I your first guest?"

He smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

She was, in fact, his first guest. On moving in, he had been so overwhelmed at the prospect of having his own place to live, and moreover an actual bed to sleep in that he had flopped on his new bed as though never to rise again.

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OOC Comments//Bleh. I have no muse. Sorry.

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Trae peered about for a few more minutes before finally pursing pink lips and nodding in a yes-this-will-do fashion. Only then did she take a seat, however reluctantly. Trae was always full of energy, always moving, despite her heavy sunrise-to-sunset workload. "Some castle." She remarked rather dryly, grinning at Blaine and swinging her legs from her seat in a childish manner as she did so. "It's lucky you found it, huh? I'll live with my parents and Taiya till I'm forty." Trae grimaced at the thought of such a wild exaggeration coming true. It was difficult to be free when her parents and sister were constantly weighing her down and dragging her back to where she started.

Trae raised her brows at Blaine's last comment, widening her eyes and smiling impishly, as if both surprised and intrigued by Blaine's answer. "Oh, but I would." She insisted, grey eyes sparkling. She was always in a better mood around Blaine -- and here, she had been contemplating even showing up because Taiya had worried her so badly at work today! "Isn't it only polite to tell me? Besides, I need to know all the gossip and the rumors and... tell me, what have you been doing for the past week?" It had been a week, approximately, since she'd been anywhere near anything fun: mostly Blaine. Things like Taiya, Ma, and work were always getting in the way of Trae's true love: trouble.

ooc: not fantastic BUT I TYPED SO FAST YOU SHOULDA SEEN

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"Some castle."

Blaine made a noise which sounded something like 'tchwauhh!' to express his hurt and indignation at her snide comment, but smirked to himself a little as he did so. He was feeling incredibly smug about finally getting his own place to live, and nothing anyone said, even Trae, could change this. Yes, admittedly, Trae seemed to have an unusual ability to alter his emotions with the slightest words...but not today. Today he was in far too good a mood.

"It's lucky you found it, huh? I'll live with my parents and Taiya till I'm forty."

Blaine laughed. "Sucks to be you." Eyeing her, he paused for a moment. "You know, if you're not rude about my house again I might invite you to move in some day." His words were half-joking, but he kept a watchful eye on her. Nothing would give him more pleasure than to have Trae Ryerson permanently in his home, and he was keen to see how she would respond to such a proposition, even a joking, light-hearted one. he liked to kid himself, sometimes, that she felt for him a little of what he felt for her. He knew she must be a little attracted to him...after all, who wasn't? However, he also realised that physical attraction and actual feelings didn't always go hand in hand. He was sure she cared for him as a friend, but would she ever feel anything more? He couldn't tell. She didn't really seem the type.

"Oh, but I would." She grinned. Blaine felt his expression softening just a little, involuntary, at her cheeky smile. He quickly gave himself a mental shake, and made an effort to match her expression. "Isn't it only polite to tell me? Besides, I need to know all the gossip and the rumors and... tell me, what have you been doing for the past week?"

He smirked, forgetting his deep, very nearly melancholy thoughts of earlier. "Oh...the usual." He grinned at her mischievously, his tone suggestive. "I was homeless for a while after Mrs Garyson died, but that wasn't a problem...I found out that this District has an abundance of extremely...ah...friendly young ladies." He gave a short little laugh, recalling his own surprise at how easy it had been to find somewhere to stay every single night before finding a friend to lodge with and, consequently, his very own home. "So I wasn't without food and shelter and the like. Seems everyone wants a piece of ol' Blaine."

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OOC Comments//Is that speech colour easier to read? It's a bit garish, but I think the navy's too dark

[Alyssa :)]

Taiya paused at the front door of her house, her slender fingers resting on the doorknob.  Should she follow Trae to Blaine's house?  They would probably have a lot more fun without this sick girl around to watch over.  So should she just leave them to talk and hang out and do who-knows-what by themselves?  She shook her head, the muddled mess in her brain irritating her, and her usual dizziness not helping the thought process.  A sudden surge of confidence coursed through her as she turned the knob and threw the door open, strolling out and locking up the house without a second thought.  If Blaine was going to make a move on her sister or the other way around, Taiya was going to be there to stop them.  Or try to at least.

When Taiya reached Blaine's house, she knocked quietly and slowly opened the door, not wanting to make him get up and open it for her.  She wouldn't want to bother him, and besides he probably couldn't even hear her knocking.

Unlike her sister, Taiya did certain things in consideration for others, while Trae usually did it for attention or some other reason, but it was always about her.  It was one of the few things people might like better about the sickly twin--she was a little less self-centered.  But it seemed like Blaine liked everything about Trae, maybe even this, so Taiya figured it didn't matter what other people thought.  Blaine didn't care.

She crept silently into the house and smiled as she examined the room, closing the door behind her.  She wrapped her arms around herself, hands trying to rub warmth into them as she gradually made her way to Blaine and Trae.  It wasn't too cold in the house, Taiya was just having chills.  She dragged her gaze away from the house to the young man she came to see.

She was about to comment on how much she liked the cozy little house when she saw he was already lost in conversation with Trae, though she seemed a little less captivated by it all.  Taiya frowned and hovered in the doorway, not knowing whether to interrupt or just wait to be noticed.  She leaned against the door frame with crossed arms, deciding on the latter.

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Trae grinned, leaned back in her seat and laughed. Her light grey eyes danced with a happy sort of sparkle. She even clapped her hands together, a habit she'd had since she was young, one that only showed itself when she was pleased at something. She knew that Blaine was joking, of course, but what he jokingly proposed sounded far more appealing than her current living arrangement. When the she heard the door squeak as it swung open, she ignored it for a moment, quickly feigning sadness and pouting as she said to Blaine, "But that would scare all your girlfriends away, and we wouldn't want that. It sure would be a party, though" shaking her head as she did so. Then she turned to her sister.

"Hear that? Everyone wants a piece of Ol' Blaine." Trae said to her twin, in a both mocking and joking manner, flashing rows of pearly whites between pink lips at Taiya and Blaine. Then she eyed her best friend up and down, scanning him, "You've ben awfully busy, then. I'm glad Ol' Blaine could fit time into his schedule for us." Trae smiled again, lightly hitting Blaine's upper arm with her hand as she said Ol' Blaine. She was joking, of course, only poking fun.

You probably couldn't even tell that Trae had been hoping that her twin wouldn't show up; she kept her eyes bright and expression happy. Then she turned back to Blaine and nodded as she matter-of-factly told him, "Taiya felt better today. She came to work and everything," Her tone indicated that she was bragging about her sister out of pride, which she actually was. It wasn't often that Taiya felt anything but sick, and while Trae usually only thought of herself, she knew it was difficult for her sister to muster up the strength to do much. "Oh, and we stole these!" She exclaimed, reaching down to her side and pulling three red apples out of her small satchel, taking one for herself and offering the other two to her sister and best friend.

ooc: THIS IS NOT FABULOUS BUT THAT IS OKAY BECAUSE I AM.

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