Post by Adrian Lawley on Aug 4, 2014 6:03:38 GMT -6
Though unsure of his surroundings, Adrian felt comfortable and safe. This itself wasn't a usual feeling. The typically cold-hearted boy who cared not for others or their well being felt content in the company of someone else. He wasn't sure who this someone else was, but he knew he wasn't alone. 'Morning,' a voice softly spoke. It was female and weirdly enough, like music to Adrian's ears. Adrian, in bed at the time, rolled over to his side and looked at the figure beside him. He saw only the back of a head, a petite woman lying under the sheets as he was. Who was this person? Though he wanted to figure out her identity, he just couldn't. Nothing worked. It must have been a dream. His mind was calling out to do something but his body reminds still and motionless. All that occurred was the movement of his lips upon his saying, "morning," in return. This wasn't an unusual sight, however. Adrian often woke up in the company of a girl, often ones whose names he hadn't bothered to remember. Just simple one night stands and gods, they were good. For him, anyway. It wasn't like he cared at all for the women he was with. Nevertheless, this was different. That was what was so strange about it. He reached up and gently lifted some of this girl's hair, playing with it gently. "I love you," she said. Adrian froze. He hadn't remembered how this woman came to be his. But she belonged to him, he knew that much. Especially with this confession of love. Is this what love felt like? Knowing someone was yours? Does that mean you have to take them for them to belong to you? How had this come to be?
And that was when Adrian woke up. "Ugh," he muttered, rolling over to his side. Before long, the boy sat up and slipped from his bed, quickly changing into a neat set of clothes. The usual ones he would wear before a long day of hunting the ladies. Tonight was going to be another one of those nights, he was sure of it. He would take a woman to be his, willingly on their end, of course, and have a good night. As per usual. Perhaps this was how his dream would come to be true. To wake up beside a woman proclaiming her love to him. Knowing he owned her, that he had taken her to be his. Surely he was going in the right direction for it, and this was the way things were going to work. They were perfect already, his life was perfect already. He loved it. He wanted nothing to change besides that feeling that he needed someone beside him, someone to share his glory with. Especially when Adrian was one for power. He had become cabin leader, and though this was only a menial role, it could eventually progress into something bigger. He needed someone to share that with. Or at least, he thought he did.
Upon leaving the cabin, Adrian headed to the dining pavilion at first. Quite a few demigods were up already, of that, quite a few were beautiful women. This was going to work out well. Firstly, Adrian plated up what he wanted to eat for breakfast and made his way through the food. 'Where can I go?' Adrian thought, looking around the pavilion like an owl seeking its prey. Of course, there was the Aphrodite table. Now they were beautiful. As beautiful as Aphrodite herself. However, Adrian didn't want that. He didn't know which of the Aphrodite girls were charmspeakers, and he didn't like the idea of someone having so much influence over him. Then there was the Dionysus cabin. Some of them were able to invoke madness upon another person, and the thought of that was unpleasant. However, they did enjoy to party and hence, they may enjoy a good night out with the King of good looks. Just at that thought, Adrian smirked. Perhaps he could go to the Dionysus table, flirt a little. If that didn't work out well, he could go somewhere else.
So Adrian got up, put his stuff away and headed over to the Dionysus table. He sat down next to a few of the more good looking girls and smirked at them. He had never met them before and so he assumed they didn't know who he was. 'Last mistake they make,' he thought. "Hello," he said. "I know we're not "supposed" to go to other tables, but I don't think I could have resisted with seeing you here." The girl he spoke to giggled a little and the other girls watched in enjoyment. Oh this was going to work out well, he just knew it.
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OOC: Okay, I'm awful with titles but there you go. xD I hope this is okay. (:
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Tagged: Isaac Greyson
