You can take me for a ride (James)

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

Portland, Oregon, it was a small city compared to some others but it had some good bookstores which Andee loved about it. In fact it was home to her favorite bookstore, Powell's. It was her favorite mainly because it was huge, it had different rooms or entire floors for the different genres of the book world. The place was somewhat of a solace for her, but that's not why she was here, and though she had visited it and exchanged a few books she was now getting down to business. She was on the trail of a witch, a dangerous one doing human sacrifices. Right now she was just trying to gather information.

Andarial was in a bar, gathering tips and money. She was quite the multi-tasker and could lure any man into a pool game with her, when they weren't expecting to lose. The game she was in was going quite well. She had lost her previous one on purpose to bring in the people who thought they could win easily from her. Then she had turned the tables and brought pool hell down onto her next victim. She took a pull from her beer and the golden liquid soothed her tensed mind.

She had learned nothing as of yet, but she would, she just had to find the right person to ask. Winning the game she left the table to sit at the bar and rest for a few moments, scoping out her next target. The bar wasn't horribly crowded but there were enough people that her pool of chumps wouldn't empty any time soon. She ordered another beer as she finished the one she was drinking. She was almost bored, something exciting needed to happen, something dangerous the would get her blood rushing with adrenaline. Her clothes consisted of a black tank top, black jeans, her lace up combat boots (which secretly held two small daggers), and her black leather jacket. Her daggers were hidden through out her body. There was one strapped to her thigh which she could get to easily considering her pants were loose enough she could sneak a hand down them, there were also the ones strapped to her arms, hidden by the jacket. The pub didn't have a bouncer and so stupidly had never checked her for weapons.

Now all she was waiting for was that one thing to set her edge, perhaps it would come walking through the door, she turned her head to stare at said door.

Words: 425
Muse: AWESOME
Song:Trouble- P!NK

[JAMES HUGHES]

James had stalked the bars all around Portland in search of his next target. The night was still young and he knew that sooner or later he'd find the perfect woman. He hadn't run into a suitable hunter in far too long, most of the kills he made were quick and easy. It bored him to tears.

Now James was either content to find a hunter to kill or a beautiful woman to seduce. It had been a couple nights since he had a good lay and he was getting restless deep down to his very bones.

He entered the bar with subtle flair, his eyes sweeping across the threshold to see who could possibly fit either of the two criteria was set on- a hunter or a beautiful woman. He hated when it had to be both, because it was always a shame to kill a beautiful woman. James wore a blood-red suit, so dark it was just barely black and tan formal pants with silver cuffs and black shoes. James was dressed to impress and he sauntered over to the bar with confidence.

James ordered himself a vodka, trying to hide the smirk that wanted to appear as a couple of the women in the corner stopped what they were doing and stared his way.

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

The bell chimed above the door, signaling it had opened and someone had come in. Her gaze, which had fallen to stare at her hands, now chalky from the pool games, focused on the man who strolled in. He was dressed interestingly considering they were in a bar, but it wasn't something that didn't look good on him. Andee's emerald eyes flared with interest and slowly scanned his body, almost a lazy and bored look to it. A sensual smirk curved her lips as she picked up her beer and took another rink from it.

She stood, her senses suddenly quite aware of him and his scent, he smelled of musk and sandalwood. A pleasing smell that teased her nose, making her want more of it. With the smirk of arrogance still on her face she wandered over to him. It was easy to tell her intentions, the sway of her thin hips gave her away. Perhaps this was the excitement that she needed. His posture exuded confidence and pride, a man she could have some fun with by far. Sitting beside him without asking if the seat was taken the smirk widened as she watched him with blatant interest, she took another sip of her beer.

"Well, someone is dressed quite nicely," her voice was a lazy drawl, her words slightly roughened by her Scottish accent, it always got worse after a couple of beers. She had a high tolerance for alcohol, her shape shifting powers had something to do with that. And yet even after just two of the beverages her accent became much more pronounced. "Now tell me, if you will, why you are here alone? Surely, dressed as you are, you are here to meet someone?" her voice held a secret intention behind it. As did the curve of her lips. Her eyes twinkled with mischief and curiosity, she was such a cat.

Words: 320
Muse: AWESOME
Song: You belong with me- Taylor Swift

[JAMES HUGHES]

It was almost too easy. All he had to do was enter a bar and sooner or later a girl would come his way looking for a good time. The woman who came this time was a looker- fair skin that was probably delicious to the taste, black hair and emerald eyes that flashed with interest. He could feel his body tingling at the possiblities.

James could practically see those cheeks flushed with passion and eyes dark with desire. James could feel his mind racing with the desire, thoughts of undressing her and conquering her on a bed with the lights out and everything quiet except for their screams of passion.

He gave the woman a lazy smirk, quite pleased and pleasantly surprised at her boldness in just sitting down next to him. "I'm afraid not, darlin'." He let his southern drawl come out in full-blast. Usually it drove the women wild. "I just came out here to get myself a drink before I head out for the night." His eyes glimmered with barely concealed lust. "Though I'm sure my plans can change with the right persuasion."

James took a swig of his drink, giving her a charming smile, "The names James. James Hughes. And what's your name, sweetheart?"

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

She definitely liked this man, he was so aloof and sure of himself, that's what she looked for in men usually. Andee could also detect that aura of danger about him. The kind that caused most girls to run and flee or go weak in the knees. She did neither she was one of the few who would fight him to be dominant unless he could show her he was stronger than she. The heavy southern drawl that flowed from him fell sweet on Andee's ears. Her smirk turned into a pleased smile. He would sound oh so good begging for her.

James, a good name, not specifically something that would stand out but it fit him well. She debated on whether she should tell him her real name. She figured she should, it wasn't like she would ever meet him again. This was either just some fun, or a one night stand. "My name is Andarial Featherstone, you can call me Andee though," her wink was flirtatious, as if suggesting she didn't let many guys call her that. When in truth she let everyone who knew her by her real name call her Andee.

"I just might have the right persuasion," she said with confidence worming it's way into her smile. Her posture spoke of one with pride and a dominant attitude, though she doubted the humans paid that much attention to each other's body languages like the animals did. Ever since she had started changing into a shape shifter she had become much more attuned to people's bodies, watching what they told. She figured it was just the animal side of her coming through, making her take notice of certain things she would usually ignore.

"But you might have to work a little bit for that persuasion," her husky laugh, pleasant and happy, rolled from her tongue easily.

Words: 320
Muse: GOOD
Song: Circus- Britney Spears

[JAMES HUGHES]

James let out an appreciative noise, letting his eyes gaze up and down Andee's body and smirking suggestively at her. "Oh, is that so? I bet you tell all the boys that." He knew the type. This Andarial was a fierce woman, he could already tell from her words and the way she held herself. She could be the type of woman who would be capable of being a hunter but James was much more interested in seeing her naked than dead.

Her name was unusual, exotic and it drove James' crazy. This woman's secretive nature and sensual comments and attitude were very attractive for him. James would enjoy conquering her body and making her want more even after their fling was over.

"Oh, is that so?" James chuckled darkly, eyes sparkling with excitement and promise. "What must I do to get into your garden of eden?" It was a cheesy line, and perhaps very distasteful but James could have cared less. All he cared about was the beautiful woman in front of him and having wonderful rowdy sex tonight.

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

Andee warmed a little as he appreciated her body. She liked it when others enjoyed her body as she agreed she looked as beautiful as they thought she was. She may not have the best curves but she held a sort of noble, almost untouchable beauty that few possessed. She held herself proudly and with confidence for she knew how to use her body to it's fullest extent. She knew just the right amount of sway to put into her long-legged stride, just the right curve to put in her 'come hither' smile to make it all the more irresistible. She knew her body well, so well she could slip into a completely different form and still remember what she looked like when she needed to change back down to the very last hair.

She laughed and the dangerous smirk was back, playing with the edges of her lips and tugging them back into that delicious lopsided bow. Considering his question for a moment, she wondered what she would make this man do in order for him to be hers for the night. Just then the band started playing and people were getting up to dance. The music wasn't something she recognized, but it had a good beat, something she could really get lost into.

"You have to dance with me, woo me," she said with a chuckle. Andee wondered if he danced, if he would take her up on her offer. She always did like a bit of foreplay even before her foreplay. She wanted him to desire her and only her that night. A desire to stamp this night in his mind bloomed inside her. She would mentally mark him just like she would give him a physical mark. She would make him crave her on lonely nights when he couldn't get someone to bed with him. "You coming?" Andee asked as she stood and made her way to the dance floor without a glance backwards.

She began to move in the small crowd, her body swaying slightly to the music as she watched him, waiting for him to join her.

Words: 358
Muse: GREAT
Song: N/A

[JAMES HUGHES]

James loved the andrenaline that came with a hunt. Not only a hunt to kill but a hunt to get a pretty ass into his bed. He watched Andarial sway her hips with an appreciative smile for a brief moment. James closed his eyes and then opened them again, readying himself for the chase.

The music flowed through his blood and soon James could feel the beat zap through him and he stood up, following after Andarial with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He swayed, not as gracefully as Andarial, but with far more class and sophistication than any other man or woman on the dance floor. James gave her a wink before coming in closer.

Sensually James moved closer to Andarial and let his hands rest gently on her hips, smirking down at her. He would not be the loser. Andarial's whole personality and body movement showed her confidence and the wish to dominant. James refused to be the one begging for more and so he was keen on making it very clear from the get-go that he would be on the top and in control. James kept some of himself back, so that Andarial could have some space but he was intent on seducing her with soft words and sensual movements.

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

The beat pounded through her veins and her body slipped into the oblivion of dance. The vortex that sucked her down whenever there was a good song. It whispered in her ear, sending her to her own little planet where her hips and body moved in perfect sync, with a movement that had obviously been well practiced. Andee felt his presence behind her and his hands touched her hips, the soft contact caused a slight gasp of pleasure from her as her shirt rode up so his thumbs just barely grazed her flesh. She purred with satisfaction at the slight sparks of emotional electricity that skittered up her skin from where his thumbs brushed it, the purr was very much the sound of a cat and not just a human mimicking it.

She dipped her tall body in a deep roll, so her hands which were reaching up and back brushed along the entire length of his body, from shoulders to waist. Then she spun and fixed him with her stare. It was a confusing mix of molten gold and emerald green. Slivers of the gold broke the green, showing her excitement. The lust was easily seen in the way her lips parted and her teeth came to bite her plush lower one.

The sharp breath that invaded her lungs as she placed her body up against his, her leg going in between both of his, was filled with his scent of sandalwood and heavy musk. She could tell by that smell and the lust that flamed in his eyes he wanted her. The desire for him was strong, powerful, and altogether dangerous. Danger she knew followed this man, she had no idea what he did but she knew that whatever he did it involved danger and she figured it would also effect the way he showed her affection. And that's what she needed, someone to force their will over hers to show themselves stronger and whom she could see as a worthy mate. But she wondered if this man could live up to the aura he was exuding.

"Gonna make you beg for it," she whispered in his ear as she leaned her head down slightly. "That is unless you think you can top me?" The taunting smirk that danced with her lips teased him as did the look in her eyes.

Words: 395
Muse: AMAZING
Song: ET- Katy Perry

[JAMES HUGHES]

James could feel the music shift and change into a hot and heavy song which matched the heat and desire that ran between him and Andarial. He breathed in her scent discreetly and almost felt himself get excited all ready. She wasn't human. He could tell that much from his years in the past of being a hunter. But what was she?

The question didn't stay in his head for long as Andarial pushed herself up against him, and he was able to feel her body. James let out a low gutteral moan, running one of his hands down her back and then to rest on her hip again. Her mysterious nature and forceful attitude was a huge turn on. Andee wasn't like the normal girls he ran into- petite little things that had no brains and no balls. Andarial was full of passion and strength.

James felt the need to still assert himself but it was a refreshing change to have a woman of power who used it over him. James didn't have much time to contemplate it, reaching to brush at her hair and whisper in her ear, "I want to feel you, whatever way I can get it." He winked, with an almost cheeky grin. "Though being on top would be a plus."

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

The beat changed and she dipped in response, brushing her pelvis against his. Andee smiled at James's response to her dare. She'd known he wanted her but hearing him admit caused a sense of power to flood through her flushed body. The tickle of his breath on her ear and that groan from earlier had her in a heady rush of desire and hunger for more. Her hand danced across his chest, light and teasing, just enough pressure he'd feel it through the blazer. Her eyes had completely switched over to the gold now and she was so ready to take him right there and now, regardless of what others would think.

She was pressed up tight against him, mirroring his movements and then every so often throwing in a move to cause him to want her more, like a brush of the hand against his hip or a barely there touch of lips against his neck. His hand on her back made her shiver, the heat pooling from it flooded through her soul. She wanted to ravage him, this man was a contender for her mate. She could tell if he really wanted he could make her bend to his will. He could be a lover at least if he was nothing else. If he wasn't interested she would just pursue him.

A low sensual chuckle that was some how combined with a purr rumbled up from Andee's chest, "I do believe if you wish to be on top, you need to prove to me you can handle it. Knives always work wonders, so does a hard grip." She smirked as she ground her hips against his lightly. A vicious challenge danced in her golden eyes, she wanted him to force her, she wanted a battle with him to see he would top that night.

Words: 312
Muse: AWESOME
Song: Ready To Go- PATD

[JAMES HUGHES]

"Come now, don't tell me you want to have sex on the floor right here right now," James laughed huskily against Andarial's ear. He pulled her closer, his arm tightly slung around her waist. It was intriguing how their bodies meshed well together, like they were two coinciding puzzle pieces.

"In front of all these people? How scandalous," His grin widened, teasingly brushing his hand against the back of her neck and letting his lips just barely rest above the skin of her collarbone. "That'd be quite a show for them but not my style." He had to hold back the laughter he wanted to let out, pulling away ever-so-slightly from her.

It was like leading a puppet on strings. He could practically feel the desire rolling off her in waves and though he was full of desire toward her as well, he had worked at this long enough to have restraint. As much as it upset his libido, James pulled away completely with a teasing smirk, "I need to get a drink." He explained as an excuse, though really he was just testing the waters and seeing what Andarial would do.

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

She felt his arm around her waist and the butterfly touch of his lips on her clavicle. Andee shuddered with pleasure and bit back a moan that threatened to climb up and out her throat. His teasing little whispers in her ear had her wanting to do just the opposite of what he wanted to do. Wanted to show him how much fun it could be with people watching and make it his 'style.' Andee was what they called kinky, she liked rough sex, exhibitionism, pretty much anything that had the littlest bit of kink to it. She could open his eyes to the true wonders of the act of lusts.

A gasp of amazement left her as he left her on the dance floor as he went to get a drink. She could smell the lust that poured off him still lingering in the air. It curled around her and she hesitated for second, wondering if she should follow him. But the scent soon mellowed and she was able to think clearly, let him come back to her. She instead danced with a new partner, her arms around his neck as she moved in time with him. And yet even though she danced with another her gaze remained glued on James's form.

Her golden eyes were heavy with the desire that still ran through her body for the dangerous man who had just left her, and the tension coming from her gaze was practically palpable. Thither man didn't smell nearly as good to her, so he was merely there to keep the place of James. She wasn't sure if he really was thirsty or if he was trying to get something from her. Andee wouldn't put it past him. She would play his games, but on her terms.

Words: 303
Muse: AWESOME
Song: N/A

[JAMES HUGHES]

James did not play by anyone's rules. He still had fire in his chest, a burning desire to get laid and his main goal was Andarial, but he would settle to get himself off if that didn't work out.

So she was dancing with another man... it didn't bother him. A pretty face was just a pretty face. James ordered himself another vodka, savoring the taste as another flock of girls surrounded the bar and tried to talk to him. A couple wanted to go on the dance floor with him but James wasn't in the mood.

Finally after James had a couple more drinks and had filtered the lust for Andarial completely out of his sister he settled for talking to a pretty blond with blue eyes who reminded him of Gwen. James gave her a wink and set his sights solely on her as he tried to seduce her.

[ANDARIAL FEATHERSTONE]

She watched as he flirted with the other women and slowly jealousy uncurled itself from inside her breast. The beast inside her did not like to share. Andee unceremoniously left the man she had been dancing with and strode with purpose toward James. He was to be her conquest tonight, not some other bitch. People moved to get out of her way, the anger evident in her body said not to mess with her. Anyone who accidentally managed to get in her way was pushed out of it and went tumbling to the ground. She did not like to lose her prey, even if it was just a one night stand.

The girl didn't even see her coming as she brushed past her so fast that she stumbled, Andee had no idea her own strength when she grew angry. She stood in front of James for a moment, contemplating as if unsure of what she was going to do. She said nothing, just stared at him with a dangerous mix of lust and fury in her golden eyes. As he was leaning against the bar, she placed a hand on either side of his body and leaned her lean form out over him. She inhaled his scent once again wrapped up in that cloud of hunger that was not unlike the real Hunger that plagued her once a week.

"I think I'd be much more interesting than any of them," she said, her accent heavy, the was a cocky tilt to her lips as she said it. "In fact I know I'm a far better choice. I can test your limits, send you where you have never been," the arrogance was in her eyes. "And I want you tonight, not some man who will just bottom for the kicks. I want a challenge." Her eyes flared with her desire for him, and she moved to kiss him.

Words: 323
Muse: AWESOME
Song: N/A
OOC: Ok totally made her pissed D=