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Post by Damon Larson on Jul 19, 2012 17:11:25 GMT -6
It was the night before the exchange students were supposed to leave, and Damon had never had so much work to do. When he’d been talking to Rory and he’d said something about having a goodbye party, he’d been pretty much kidding. But then when he’d brought it up again with Cole it actually seemed like a good idea, and when Cole said he’d be on board, they decided to go for it. Then he’d mentioned it to Rory and she wanted in and so the three of them had ended pulling this thing together. And it was going to be, well, he’d let people see when they got here. he couldn’t help but grumble as he made his way toward their desired location. Cole, despite all of Damon’s protests, had insisted they do this thing outside. Eventually Damon had relented, if Cole let him take charge of the music, though he was pretty sure Rory was going to end up taking over that anyway. He supposed there were upsides to having it outside, it was easier to be naughty for one thing. not that Damon had intentions of doing that stuff, or at least, too much of that stuff. But really though, he supposed the outdoors did give this feel that there were no limits, and with spies, that was a pretty dangerous thing. So basically, it would be epic, end of story. But after he got smacked in the face by yet another another branch and nearly tripped over another root, chords dangling around his feet as he tried not to massacre the equipment he had “borrowed” from the computer class, he was starting to wonder if it was really worth it. he finally arrived at their designated location, another meadow in the middle of nowhere. It wasn’t as big as the shooting range, but it was big enough that they could all fit and small enough that things would be—cozy. he set the stuff down, panting, and checked his watch. He wasn’t really the first one here, was he? he clicked his tongue, if Cole and Rory decided to bail on him then he would murder them both...with a straw...and maybe some laundry detergent... Notes: It begins... Word Count:369 Mood:erm... |
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Post by desiredtwo on Jul 19, 2012 21:59:32 GMT -6
 » Hey, do ya want a drink? Hey, do you want to party? Hey, honey, this the ole Sawyers, ready to get the thing started.
Cole couldn’t keep the smile off his face. As he expertly maneuvered through the darkening forest, arms full, he chuckled some more. Beside him walked Logan, who actually had a grin on his face as well. This was one of the best ideas Damon had ever off-handedly concocted. Of course, most of the credit went to Rora, who had roped both Cole and Damon into creating a send-off blast.
However, Cole relented; Damon hadn’t exactly wanted it outside. Cole had pointed out that it was really the best place, there was almost a guarantee that no teachers would accidentally stumble in. It meant dangerous secretiveness that just made Cole unable to help grinning. It also meant with all of the supplies in hand and the lengths he’d gone to get them, he was running late. So, he and his brother were hurriedly racing through the forest to get to the field.
To Logan, the idea of the party was fine. He just didn’t see the reason behind the entire red can of gasoline Cole was carrying in one hand and the bundle of fireworks in the other. Logan himself had been coerced into hauling a large cooler. What drinks Cole had gotten. He had no clue. With a sigh, the Logan followed his brother into the field. He set the cooler down as soon as he did. He wouldn’t admit it, but he certainly didn’t want to haul that all the way back. He saw a log that had been pulled over to be a perfect seat and collapsed on that.
Cole just walked up to Damon and slapped his back, saying, ”Hey, man.” He looked down at the pile of mechanical computer things that sat at Damon’s feet.
”Tell me again, ya did promise me no real funky music?” From the side of the two friends, Logan nodded a silent hello to Damon. Both brothers liked nothing more than country music. It was probably the only thing Cole and Damon disagreed on. Cole simply found rap and pop annoying as hell.
Unable to really stand still long enough for the answer, Cole turned and set his fire supplies down. He looked at Logan, who nodded. Cole’s younger brother handed him the backpack he’d been wearing. Inside was a bunch of firewood the two had collected on their way.
Cole took it and set about making a fire. If weapons were the thing he was best at, fire was at the core. Smirking, he doused the logs heavily with gasoline. He turned to Logan, but jumped back at Logan tossed a lit match.
”Hey, watch it! And I was suppose’ tah do that.” Cole complained. Logan simply smirked and sat back down on the log, it was always fun to catch Cole off-guard. It didn’t happen too much.
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Post by aurora on Jul 20, 2012 3:28:22 GMT -6
  XXX Aurora had actually taken the initiative to wake up early this morning, so she could be ready for the party once it came around. she was on her phone like crazy the whole day, making arrangements for people to take different things and to bring friends, because she was going to be sure that her, Damon, and Cole, went down in history here at Trinity. They were going to be the coolest kids to ever bring excitement to this school. She's gone into town and bough a small outfit to wear. The hardest part had been turning away from some that were just so cute. She chose to go simple so that she could have fun without having to worry so much about her clothes getting dirty or messed up, since the party was to be held outdoors.
She had stayed up last night downloading and filling her ipod with every type of music there was. Mostly because she wanted Logan to be able to enjoy his country when it came out. Once she was ready to go, she ambled out of her room and met up with a crowd she'd told to be by the dorms and they all began to make their way towards the designated area, laughing and beaming with excitment for what was to come. When she spotted Damon, she waved and hurried over. "Damon! I brought people!" Leave it to Rory to gather around a crowd so quickly. She hurried over and tackled him into a hug, laughing. "Ready to get this party started?" She let go and saw Cole, going over and jumping on his back the way she had during training.
"Hi there,Cowboy!" She was ready to party. She froze, placing her hands on Cole's shoulders before sliding down, knowing something was missing. "Wait...if you're here, then..." Her head quickly whipped both ways, looking for tall junior she adored. "LOGAN!" She lit up and hurried over to him, stopping before she was able to hug him. She turned to the crowd that she had brought and opened her arms as if asking what they were doing. "Well? Don't let Cole and Damon set everything up! If you want to party, you have to help!" She laughed, some of them setting things down that she'd demanded they bring to help out. She turned back to Logan and giggled. "I put music just for you in the playlist." OUTFIT // 405 // Lol ignore the purple hair  |
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Post by Damon Larson on Jul 22, 2012 20:28:42 GMT -6
Damon felt someone slap his back. He gave Cole what was supposed to be a wry look, though he supposed he was too excited to really pull it off. “ ’Bout time you got here,” he said, beginning to untangle himself from the chords. If his calculations were right then he packed enough battery power to last until three AM, though math ahd never been his best subject. He bit his lip at Cole’s question and began to busy himself setting things up, not looking at his friend. “Of course I didn’t, what kind of friend would I be if I did?” In truth he had tactfully, accidentally/on purpose forgotten all about his little promise. As he thought about it though he didn’t think he’d done too bad. Not all of his songs were currently in the top one hundred, and he may have included a a few country songs. Which meant of couple of Taylor Swift ones for the slow songs, and maybe one Carrie Underwood, though he couldn’t remember for sure. Despite exploding out of excitement for this thing, he’d still left everything for the last minute, so he ended up doing this at 4 AM last night when'd been really tired. It was after that he finally noticed what Cole had brought. His mouth had just opened questioningly when Logan set the thing of fire. “woh,” Damon jumped back as a wave of heat exploded around him. He looked at Logan and raised his eyebrows. He’d always liked the guy, but he’d never had much of an interest in him. He’d always thought he was just the quit nice guy type, maybe though, maybe he actually should be a bit wary of him. “Nice one, Sasquatch,” he said, using a nickname he’d heard used to describe Logan a couple of times. He barely had time to turn around grin before Rory had tackled him in a hug. “I can see that,” he said, releasing her. He flicked her hair affectionately before looking over her shoulder at the crowd gathered behind her. He was looking for one face in particular; she was one of the guests of honor after all. He couldn’t see her, but then, she was pretty short. “You bet,” he answered, slightly distracted. “Hey Rory have you seen Cali?” But Rory had already moved on to greet the Sawyer boys. He rolled his eyes before glancing around, trying to finish the last little set up, though he was finding it difficult with all the people who kept knocking him on the back or all the really cute girls who kept walking by, he was about level with their legs from the angle… He heard a screech and looked up to see Rory practically through herself at Logan. His eyebrows went up, again. He knew those two had a sort of friendship, but he didn’t remember it being that—exuberant. He shrugged, maybe he just wasn’t paying that much attention. he rolled his eyes as she reassured him. "Rory, did you miss the part of my evil plan where wee weren't going to play any country?" he didn't look at Cole as he said this, especially considering what he had just promised him. Having finished everything he felt he absolutely had to do now, he cast his eyes around, looking for a— yes. He smiled, perfect. He made his way over to a low hanging branch just a few yards away and lept up on it so that he was a few feet above everyone else. He made a point of clearing his throat, though he was too lazy to really make sure anyone was listening. “Ladies and gentleman,” he began with an extravagant flourish of his hands and a terrible British accent. “Be fore we begin I would like to lay down just a few rules.” He glanced around at them, then his lips slowly spread into a manic grin, eyes flashing. “If someone ends up getting kicked out after what happens here tonight, it had better not be anyone but me.” A few people chuckled at that, some roared or clapped, but most just rolled their eyes. Damon leapt back on the ground. If Rory or Cole wanted to say something then they were welcome too it, he had set the stage, and now he was on a mission. It was time to find out what exactly was in that cooler Cole had brought… Notes: bit rough, but I think it works Word Count:740- Damon’s new record! Mood:kind of psyched |
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Post by desiredtwo on Jul 24, 2012 21:33:25 GMT -6
» Hey, do ya want a drink? Hey, do you want to party? Hey, honey, this the ole Sawyers, ready to get the thing started.
Logan wasn’t sure what he was expecting here tonight. First, no one had arrived yet and the sky was well past dark. He was amused at the amount of electronics Damon had managed to sneak out here. He’d had a hard enough time with the cooler Cole had handed him. A cooler he was still suspicious about the contents. He wouldn’t put anything past Cole, especially if he was looking for a good party.
Cole was definitely looking for a good party. Little Rora had mentioned making this year memorable, they were after all, seniors of the only spy school in America. In his opinion, that meant everything had to be big and spectacular. Cole smirked at Damon’s words, ”Hey, don’t rush genius.”. His broad smile went a little crooked at Damon’s words. Good. As long as no weird rap crude came on, he could survive.
Logan simply smiled softly when Damon spoke to him. He wasn’t sure what exactly Cole had expected him to do once arriving. For now, he was going to sit here and watch people, and they in themselves would be entertainment enough.
That’s when Cole heard the others arrive. The fire, thanks to his generous gift of kerosene, was bright and burning, so it was easy to see around the field. Cole managed to spot a familiar head out of the dark, and saw it fly towards Damon.
He smirked, laughing as Rora basically tackled him. It wasn’t a few seconds later, after he’d turned around to stack the fireworks a safe distance away from the fire, that Rora greeted him. He stood up, arms going around her ankles. ”Hey Rora darlin’. Nice crowd ya got ‘ere.” He had almost thought that maybe it wouldn’t work, Damon and Cole weren’t always well-received because of their pranks, but it seemed, everybody loved Aurora Phelan.
Rora slid off and Cole turned around to watch her greet Logan. His brother actually smiled, after the wince her screech had merited, and hugged her back, before scooting over to allow her room to sit. Cole smiled and then was promply distracted by a senior with nice legs. He turned to follow her.
Logan shook his head at Aurora’s words. ”Ya didn’t have to do that, though Cole might thank ya a bit.”
[/b]Logan smirked at his elder brother, who was currently giving a half-hearted glare to Damon, who said something about music that Logan couldn’t hear over the general chatter and Aurora yelling to everyone right next to him. That general chatter hushed as everyone noticed Damon in the tree. Cole crossed over to stand next to it. After all, it wasn’t just] Damon’s idea. Cracking a broad smile at Damon’s accent, Cole was finally getting excited. Tonight would be great. Cole chuckled at Damon’s words and waited til he had dropped from the tree after the applause. Then he slapped his back and smirked, ”After ya see this, ya might have to abide by yer words.”Knowing that had gotten Damon’s attention, Cole pushed his way through the crowd and over to the cooler, which still sat across from the fire at the end of Logan’s tree log. The lid creaked as he opened it. Smiling, he gazed down at the nicely iced water bottles, cokes, dr. peppers, and two or three packs of nice and shiny illegal for minors material. Cole grabbed one and held it out to Damon. ”Don’t even ask.” [/BLOCKQUOTE]
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Post by Calista Laila Rosa on Jul 30, 2012 3:54:30 GMT -6
She didn't have to come here. Not at all. She could be making sure she had everything she needed before she boarded that plane bound for England. She could be practicing that new fight move she learned. But no. She was out here in the woods getting ready for a party run by none other than Damon and his friends.
Cali couldn't lie to herself....she wanted to be here. She wanted to have fun before she left. She needed to. As long as they kept playing good music that she could dance to, she'd stay. She followed behind the crowd, quickly becoming dwarfed due to her short height. She knew that as hard as she tried, she wouldn't be able to see over the mess of heads. So instead, she just went with the flow. But...she was looking for someone. A head of brown hair and blue eyes. The boy who had taken her first kiss this year. Okay. Cali must have taken one too many hits to the head this year to actually be wanting to see Damon.....ugh.....afterall why would she ever want to see that slacker? Poor girl was in denial.
Calista was quite surprised by all the preparations Damon had managed to do. How had he managed to bring all this out here without being caught? She wouldn't admit it but, she was slightly impressed.
Okay. Impression over. Because now he was doing some idiotic accent and Cali rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smile on her face. Slowly she maneuvered her way through the crowd and finally managed to get to Damon and she tapped him on the shoulder. Afterall, of all the people here, he was the only one she ever actually talked to. Well...she knew Cole...as for the girl though. She had never really talked to her in her before. .
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Post by aurora on Jul 30, 2012 21:35:19 GMT -6
XXX Rory smiled to Logan and moved to sit beside him when he had scooted over to make room, beaming with a smile as her attenttion shifted to the front, turning to Logan when he mentioned the country music. She winced, knowing she wasn't supposed to put any in there and bit her lip. "Sorry, Damon.." She hadn't put any in the playlist, but then at last minute had felt guilty, wanting everyone to enjoy the music. And, everyong had there own tastes. Logan, and she assumed Cole, liked country.
"Of course I had to do it!" She turned to look at Logan, nodding. "Don't think you are going to sit here and just relax all night. You are so going to party." She made her face serious to let him know that she wasn't messing around this. "I'm dead serious Logan. You are going to dance and act a little crazy even if i have to drag you to the dance floor, Mr.Sasquatch." She laughed and looked up when Damon began to talk to the people, tilting her head and turning to face Cole when he moved to be beside Damon. Should she be there to? She wasn't sure, but she was going to stay so her seat wouldn't be taken.
She watched them go towards the ice chest before standing up on the log and looking around. "I hope you all have fun! If you need anything, feel free to ask me!" Giggling, she waved to everyone, anticipating what the night would hold. She sat back down and spotted someone making her way through people. She thought back to a question Damon has asked, but she hadn't the answer. Now she did. "DAMON!" She pointed to where Calista was, not at all knowing the girl would probably kill her for doing that. She hopped over towards the stereos and grabbed her ipod from her back pocket and plugged it in, cheering when the music was up and going. "TIME TO PARTY!" She looked around and laughed as others finally started the fun. She went back over to Logan and took the seat beside him.
"So the night has begun." OUTFIT // 361 // Sorry its a blech post |
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Post by Damon Larson on Aug 2, 2012 8:45:49 GMT -6
Damon grinned at his friends words. Damon may have been the spokes person, but it was no doubt Cole was the mastermind, it was the only reason their pranks even had some originality too them. This party had really been planned Cole, at least all the stuff that matters, So if Cole had something good planned... He took the drink from him without even bothering to see what it was, probably not a good thing. Damon may have seemed like the type who wouldn't care about this stuff, but he was actually opposed to excessive amounts of drinking, at least for teenagers. They tended to cause more problems than fun. But as he already had a pleasant buzz even without the alcohol, he was having trouble listening to his better behaved self. "Damon!" he assumed that was Rory announcing her inexplicable attraction to his party self and he prepared himself to graciously welcome here back as they prepared to make party history, but instead he saw her pointing to someone. he looked over, and his eyes lit up, his face opening up into another manic grin. Then he got distracted by something somebody said and he didn't turn back around until he felt a tap on his shoulder. he whirled around, nearly spilling his drink in the process. His eyebrows arched when he saw Calista there. He was surprised that she'd sought him out, as he thought she didn't like him much, and with good reason. Not that he was complaining though, in fact, his lips spread into their most genuine smile of the evening. "Well, look who decided to show up to their own party!" He said rambunctiously as he reached behind him and pulled another drink out of the cooler. "Want one?" he asked, offering it too her. Notes: sorry, I don't think this gave you guys much to go off of. Word Count:300 Mood:sleep is my friend. |
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Post by desiredtwo on Aug 7, 2012 18:58:01 GMT -6
» Hey, do ya want a drink? Hey, do you want to party? Hey, honey, this the ole Sawyers, ready to get the thing started.
Logan wasn’t all too familiar with party scenes, however, this seemed to already be a pretty good party. Most of the people had arrived when Aurora had, and Damon had started a song thrumming throughout the forest. As Aurora spoke, he ducked his head with a shy smile, ”Don’t bet on it. Cole might join ya, though.”
[/b] Speaking of whom, Cole was already passing around drinks. He spotted the two of them and hurried over, tossing a can at Logan and Aurora both. Logan caught his and glanced at the labeling, shrugging. He wasn’t too much of a fan, but it was a party and he could spare one. He was glad for the jacket he had, because even though Cole’s fire was enormous and blazing, the two of them weren’t actually as close as they needed to be to be warm. However, he had no desire to fight his way through the people to get there. Cole was already loving it. The music was okay, so far, and he was flitting around from person to person with a 100-kilowatt grin plastered on his face. He happened to hear Rory screech Damon’s name and turned to see what they were all yelling about. Calista. His grin grew a bit bigger. He knew who she was, of course, but since learning from Damon just who she was, he edged close enough to shout a satisfactory hello. There was a bunch of people to wade through and he couldn’t actually be sure she’d even heard him. Oh well. Even Cole Sawyer wasn’t mean enough to interrupt his best friend for much longer than that. Instead, he wandered back over to his brother and Rora. He collapsed next to both of them, taking a swig of his can and smiling. ”How’s it goin’?” [/BLOCKQUOTE]
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Post by aurora on Aug 21, 2012 15:20:51 GMT -6
XXX Rory frowned and pouted her lips when Logan told her not to get her hopes up on him dancing with her. She sighed, signaling that she wouldn't fight him ony further on it. But, that didn't, in no way, mean she had given up. No, she was going to get a dance with Logan even if she had to drag him onto the dance floor. Maybe when a country song came out, it might be easier to convince him. She was leaning back on the log and thinking when something came into eyeshot and she moved on instinct, catching it before it hit her. She blinked and tilted the drink in her hand, raising a brow and looked back up to Cole as she continued to pass out the drinks.
"How am i not surprise that the one chosen to be drinks was Cole?" She laughed and popped it open, taking a swig of the drink. She wasn't usually one to drink, but she had already decided that she was going to have great time. Especially because if they got caught, she wanted to make sure she didn't regret it. Go big or go home. "Ah, that's tastes...weird..." and gross. Rory was more of the fruity drink type. Now those, she could drink one after another if someone didn't stop her. She enjoyed not beign able to taste any of the alcohol.
When Cole came back, she stood up and grabbed his dance. "Let's dance~" She smiled and turned her gaze to Logan. "You better have a couple more drinks because i'm going to come for you later." She giggled and began to pull Cole with her towards the crowd of people dancing, already beginning to move to the music in anticipation. The good thing about someone like Rory, she didn't need to drink a lot to have fun and not care what others thought of her when she got to her more wild side. |
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Post by Calista Laila Rosa on Aug 27, 2012 18:31:09 GMT -6
Calista really hated her covert ops teacher right now. She knew that Ms. Rossi was a skilled agent...but the woman had a horrible sense of humor. Ever since that mission, Calista had been losing focus. It wasn't a good thing in the least, so...she was extremely happy to be getting away to England. Away from everyone here, and away from Damon. She didn't want to think about the tingling sensation he gave her when they touched, the way his lips felt....gah she was doing it again!
Calista stared at the drink in front of her for a moment. Against her better judgement, Calista snatched the obviously alcoholic drink out of his hand. She quickly popped it open and took a long gulp from it. She could taste the alcohol in it....and now normally. Calista was highly against drinking and anything that could possible damage her body....but tonight, she didn't care. One night. That's all she needed. One night to just be a teenager. Soon enough, a splendid buzz began to wash over her.
Closing her eyes for a moment, she smiled. The beat of the music reached her ears and began naturally pulling at her waist. The smile however, quickly morphed into a mischievous smirk as she reopened her eyes and stared at Damon.
"You can dance, can't you?" Downing the rest of her drink and tossing the can, she began tugging at his hands. "Or will I have to find some other cute spy boy to keep me company" She said with a small pout. Yeah.... Cali was definitely getting drunk already...
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Post by Damon Larson on Sept 2, 2012 17:44:19 GMT -6
If Damon wasn't mistaken, he saw a bit of hesitation in her eyes. he supposed he shouldn't be surprised, as spy school was the only place where the bad-asses were the responsible, hard-working ones. He wouldn't be surprised if some of the people here had never drunk alcohol before, and certainly none of them would be stupid enough to get so drunk they were hung over the next day, at least, most of them. Though Damon wasn't actually planning on going that far. He'd only ever drunk at the civilian party's he'd sneaked out to over the years, and usually he found watching them get wasted, far too entertaining to participate in himself. He probably wouldn't be drinking at all if it wasn't for his mother telling his specifically not too while he was here. And well, because it was fine. He popped open his bottle and took a sip, watching with wide eyes as Calista downed like, half her bottle. Maybe he was wrong about this being her first time, she was certainly drinking like a pro. She pulled the drink way and smiled. Not the "I'm so going to kill you smile" that Damon had come to associate with her, but an actual smile? Was this really Calista? He was totally taken off guard when she asked him to dance. "Umm...." he said, finding himself glancing back towards Rory. But she was leading someone else, presumably to dance...Cole? Okay, that was...whatever. he turned back to Calista, his gaze starting at her shoes and traveling up the rest of her body. She had really nice legs, that he really hadn't appreciated until just now. He looked back up at her. He had come expecting this to be exactly like their assignment, with him unabashedly flirting with her until she gave in just to shut him up. He really hadn't pictured her being the one leading him. Something told him this was probably a bad idea, two polar opposite spy teens of opposite gender with alcohol, but the other side was like 'what the freak are serious complaing?!?...just roll with it!' And so he did. "That won't be necessary." he said quickly. Grabbing her hand and leading her to dance floor. He stopped when he made it to the middle, turning towards her and suddenly feeling lost. He knew what to do, so why was he freaking out? He knew how to freaking too dance. He stepped toward her and put his hands on her waist. "So, off to England tomorrow, eh?" He said with that same ridiculous accent. He was still really nervous, and he couldn't understand why. Notes: post is a little spacey, it's been a very stressful week. Word Count:439 Mood:life... |
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