Black Skies and matching sheets (Whoever wants to join???)

[left] Riley put down her journal and, like the boy, closed the window to block out the chilly wind. She looked about the apartment, almost bare, nothing on the walls except a mirror, the only things in the room were her chest and her bed with it's black sheets. She wrapped her robe more tightly around her. Riley pulled the shutters down and flipped on the light. She was bored.
let's see, today we'll do... Red I think, and Green eyes... Yes, that will do. she thought as she stood in front of the mirror and her eyes went green and her hair a dark reddish-brown. She saw the pink of the sunrise through the gaps in the shutters. It was time to go. She was ready for the hunt, but this was a hunt for something far better than revenge. It was a hunt for lust.

(Nightstrike is already in a thread with you, so I can only show up as a villain. I'll wait for somebody else to come in here, then I will attack the young couple.

(Rapes Riley.)

Anyway, so yeah.)

(Riley moans) yeah okay, so it's still waitingness?))

Jack strolled down the street, his hands in his pockets. He had been walking for hours now, simple, aimless walking. He looked up, and observed the landscape around him. A bug flew in front of him, landing on his arm. In an instant, it was turned into solid iron, and dropped to the ground, "Poor fly. Shouldn't have been buzzing around in my bubble, buddy."

He continued to walk, lifting his head up every few seconds to look at his surrondings, hoping to find something that was worth this long walk.

Riley walked out the door to her building, almost bumping into someone as she fixed her shirt. She stepped back quickly.
"Watch it!" she said, not angrily, but close. She looked more carefully at the man and smiled. He was quite cute.
What fantastic luck! a catch in the first minute! she thought, smiling slyly.
"Sorry, I meant no offense, It's just still a little early." She meant this honestly, and she held out hr hand for him to shake.
"I'm Riley by the way." She flipped her reddish-brown hair over her shoulder, and off of her cleavage.

Jack took her hand hesitantly, shaking slowly, "I'm Jack.." he couldn't help but look her over once. She's attractive, but she seems unattainable.. "How are you?"

"Well, Same as always, bored as hell..." Riley replied, flashing him a small, attractive smile, knowing that the heady scent of her power was filling the air. "How are you?" Her eyes gave him the once-over and she smiled a little wider at his exquisite physique.

"I'm fine.." Jack said timidly. This girl was nice enough, but something about her.. He couldn't put his finger on why, but he was feeling more attracted to her by the minute. "What brings you out on a night like this? A gal like you shouldn't be wandering around so late."

Jack took a deep breath and felt his heart pound faster. That was it. She was like a sucubbus, her scent, everything about her attracted men to her. He had seen similar things in the complex before he had escaped, and a few didn't turn out to be such good girls. He knew instantly he would have to stay on his toes around this one.

"Gal? Heh, i can handle myself, as, i've noticed, you can..." Riley looked back on the sidewalk and jerked her head toward the iron frog. "I'm not stupid hon, but i'm glad to meet someone with powers... It's not everyday, you know..." She smiled and waved a hand goodbye.
"See you around, hon!" she left, stopping to pick up the fly and examine it.
"It's too perfect to be fake..." she muttered, but she cast it aside and walked on, aware of the gaze on her back.

Jack watched her leave, scratching his head. She was odd alright, but seemed like a good person. He picked up another pebble and tossed it away. "So much for that.." He looked around for a moment before walking after her. He wasn't following her, but she just happened to be walking the same direction he was head as well.

He strangely.. I dunno.. Makes me want him more than anyone... Riley thought, walking towards the bus-stop. Maybe cuz i couldn't hook him? She looked over her shoulder when she realized that there were foot-step noises behind her.
"Whoah! Why are you stalking me??" she asked, stopping short and staring at Jack. "Or did you find you couldn't resist me after all?" she said, with a teasing smile and a flirtatious wink.

Jack jumped back a bit when the girl whirled around, "S.. Sorry. You we're just going to way I was.." He gave a nervous chuckle and a timid smile to her. "Mind if I walk you to where you're going?"

"Not at all..." Riley smirked, perhaps she'd been wrong, after all, he was a man, and they are so very manipulatable.
So I wonder why he didn't just go for it from the start... she thought, frowning as she walked along side Jack, seemingly lost in her thoughts.

Jack walked along side her, his hands in his pockets of his "prisoner's garb". It wasn't really prisoner clothing, but that's what Jack equated it to, being a prisoner. He didn't have control over his life, over anything. He did what he was told. But now, he was free. Free to do anything or nothing.

"So.. Um.. How has you're day been so far..?"

"Meh, a day, you know? nothing much happening." Riley smiled wryly. "Yours?" She turned to him and saw the thoughtful expression on his face. "Whatcha thinkin about?" she asked.
And what are you hiding? she added silently.