Let It Rain

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: cassandra

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

It was the first night on Earth, and Bellamy was already scheming. He was giving the delinquents the illusion of freedom and a lawless lifestyle . . . while setting his own rules in motion. As long as no one wised up, it wouldn't matter. Getting the bracelets off was the first step and thus far, it was a rather successful. No one wanted to show loyalty to the place that had sent them down here to die. They were free now; free to live . . . but of course, first they had to survive. As they were experiencing their first night, they were also experiencing their first rain fall. It was starting to let up some but everyone had been enjoying the unfamiliar and rather refreshing liquid that poured from the sky.

It was enough to set out the fire where they had been tossing the bracelets in, but that didn't stop others from taking them off. And Bellamy planned to get a lot more done tomorrow. For now, why not enjoy the company he was surrounded bit. He ran his hand through his hair, the slicked back style washed out from the rain as the weather turned to a very light drizzle. He looked around at the various delinquents, making his way to a small group of them, his attentions catching one in particular. And why wouldn't it? She was incredibly attractive. "Need help drying off?" He asked her, a light smirk playing on his face. "Unless you like being wet." Another suggestive remark.

[cassandra]

So this was it huh? Earth...Cas wasn’t exactly sure of what she’d expected. She’d been told stories all her life about the homeland her people had been forced to flee. Of course not even her parents had seen Earth. For generations now they’d been living in space. So..What had she thought would be waiting for them all? Death and destruction was a possibility. But Cas tried to keep her thinking positive. She was a realist. But you could be realistic without the doom and gloom vibe.

A lot of things were out of  her control. (Yeah, she hated that by the way.) If the shipped crashed...There was fuck all she could do. And if the radiation was too much to survive like everyone feared...Even a safe landing wouldn’t do them much good. But that stuff was all above her head. So..She’d really had no choice but to work under the assumption that the shuttle they’d been given would land properly rather than hurtle from the sky in a great ball of fire and that radiation wouldn’t be the thing that got them.

Honestly..She’d spent more time wondering how they’d feed themselves and you know..survive than dreaming of the untold glories the little blue body had to offer them. So...How did the planet live up to the daydream? Hard to say given that so little time had been devoted to that. But well..They could do worse.

Was it the big 17th bash she’d envisioned? No. But then..she honestly wasn't much of the party type. She was a free spirit; but, typically parties were boring as all hell. She preferred her sleuthing. And 17..really wasn’t anything that special. Would she have given up pretty much anything she owned to be back on the ark? Even that was hard to say. Cas wasn’t a daydreamer and the reality was she was here with an opportunity no one  had had in centuries. She’d make the most of it.

Still..She allowed herself one sentimental moment, hugging the jacket Pops had given her, as the rain came pouring down.

Cas laughed long and hard before letting loose a feral scream, one that sounded excited rather than terrified. This..This was their world now! And here they could get wet!

When the rain slowed to a slight drizzle the very attractive Bellamy approached her. She only knew him by name because he was something of a leader around these parts at the moment. Although how long that would last..hard to say. Teamwork and structure weren’t really most prisoners’ strength.

She grinned seductively up at him after his suggestive remarks. “I don’t need help,” she emphasized. “I’m quite capable,” she added with a evocative grin. “But see..It’s my birthday today and..You know..I think I could use with a bit of play. Think you’re up for it, Mr. Big Shot?” Cas asked, an enticing smirk playing across her lips.

Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: cassandra

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Her smile suggested all he needed to know in regards to him approaching her and the nature of their interactions. As well how the conversation would go. Favorably, based on the way she responded and the seductive demeanor she seemed to carry. She revealed it was her birthday and this caused the smirk to remain in place upon her revelation. "Well you couldn't ask for a better party than the one happening here to celebrate," he said, only half kidding. Really, this would be one hell of a party. The delinquents were free from authority . . . no supervision or laws to follow.

Who knows what would happen tonight. Bellamy himself intended to have some fun tonight . . . hence his prompting of this current conversation. "We could even take the party somewhere else," he said, clear suggestion in his voice. A real way to party and celebrate their first night on the ground. So far, they were alive and even Bellamy knew that it was not going to be easy to stay that way. But they were living in the moment for now . . . and come tomorrow, he would continue to do what he could to cut communications. "Cause I'm up for it. Question is, can you keep up?" He asked playfully, a teasing challenge in his voice to see if she would take him up on it. "By the way . . . " He began to say as he leaned forward, toward her, but rather than doing anything too presumptuous as kissing her lips, he instead moved to her ear, speaking directly in it in a low voice. "Happy birthday."