blurry eyes {Chaos}

[Maya]

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i got the whole world at my feet
playin’ touch football on marijuana street
or in a marijuana field

(you are so beneath my cleats)

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Nigga, meet me in the parkin’ lot of the festival. Peace. The message was short and simple. Ah, Kaymono hadn’t changed one bit. He wasn’t much for words and neither was Malakai. Kai snapped his phone shut as he navigated through the streets. The bass in his car thumped against the closed windows and doors of his black Escalade. The music was muffled, and was hard to decipher if you weren’t in his car. His black and red leather custom made seats were comfortable, and the twenty year old black man enjoyed the privacy of his tinted his windows. He stopped at a red light, bobbing his head to the music that could be easily heard over his air conditioners gentle sound. He looked around the Kentucky landscape, and realized that barely anyone was out in the dead of night. A few homeless people roamed the sidewalks, searching through garbage cans for anything of worth. Kai’s intense eyes scanned over the shops that were vacant and had closed down for the night. God damn. Why’d Kaymono have to choose this place to run away to? I mean damn! I’d rather be in jail. He thought to himself, and knew he had just arrived in hillbilly town. Of course, that was just a stereotype for places like this where you had to travel thirty minutes to a grocery store and back again. It was too.. Rural and Kai was a city boy in country hell. The stop light finally turned green, and Kai revved the engine of his car and took down the street. He surpassed the speed limit by at least ten miles per hour, but there were no police officers to stop him. To ticket him or even arrest him. He had about what? Ten misdemeanors against him as well as a few DUIs, and well let’s face it, a whole lot of other things against him. But all that didn’t matter to Kai. If he went to jail, he went to jail. Who honestly gave a fuck? Obviously not him.

He turned on his left hand turn signal mindlessly, and pulled into the festival. It was dark, and only a few streetlights illuminated the inner workings of this place. The cars were empty all except for one in particular. A smirk pulled across Kai’s face effortlessly. Kaymono did the smart thing for once, and met when no one was around. He recognized the body posture of the man who leaned up against his car, and his head lifted expectantly when he entered. Kai slowed and parked in front of the customized red and black Mitishibi Evolution. Kai’s Escalade as well as his other cars were customized just like Kaymono’s. However, all their cars varied except for tonight. The engine idled and Kai put his high beams on. The light was thrown in every direction, allowing Kai to see more clearly in the dark of night. He stepped out of his car and smirked at Kaymono dressed in black. Kai was dressed in a dark gray. Either way, if a police officer came, they both would get away pretty damn quick. Yo, nigga! The words flowed free from his mouth and Kai smirked as Kaymono pushed off against his car and sauntered up to him with the familiar swag.

Kaymono looked at his comrade as well as gang member with a smirk that mirrored Kai’s. Both of their smirks were dark and mysterious. They could pass for cousins, but they weren’t even the closest bit related. As Kai’s dark and gruff voice entered the air, Kaymono’s smirk widened a little. The intensity burned in his brown eyes as he surveyed his long time friend before answering. Waddup, Kai? His voice was haunting and mysterious, and he was too casual for what was too come. He wasn’t even bothered, and his solemn face studied Kai’s empty face as well. Kai and Kaymono were more than just the typical friend. They were bound by their gang brothers. And putting them together in a fight was like bringing yourself to your own funeral. It was stupid to say the least because they fought dirty and nasty. They don’t follow the rules… They make them. Kai leaned up against his Escalade casually. He glanced over at Kaymono when he questioned him. His words capturing his eyes as he swept them back in his direction after surveying the shadows. He was always on his guard whenever he was around Kaymono. Sure Kaymono may have been nineteen, but he was turning twenty soon. Never the less, Kai responded to his friend. You tell me, nigga. You get me out here at midnight. Somethin’ up? Yo’ black ass in trouble again? At the end of his sentence, he sounded semi-irritated. Whenever Kaymono went to jail, Kai did something to make himself go to jail. Gang members stick together through it all, and Kaymono always had a way of getting himself into trouble.

Kaymono rolled his eyes at Kai’s remark. He stood across from Kai. An incredulous look crossed his face. I ain’t in trouble yet Kai. Damn. I ain’t been here for a month yet, and yo’ black ass think I got into trouble? Nah. You is wrong there. He paused, looking back over towards his car casually. His eyes gazing at the shadows before they met up with Kai’s face again. Kai stared at him. His face turned a little irked and he wasn’t buying it. He crossed his arms over his broad and muscular chest. His biceps and triceps bulged from underneath his dark gray shirt. A’ight. Whatever nigga. Why you bring me here fo’? He asked him, his eyebrows furrowing intently. And his gaze had flicked over to his car when he looked back at it. He wanted to know what the hell was up, and he wanted to know now. Kaymono listened to his words, and by the looks of it, Kai wasn’t in the best of moods. When was he ever? Of course, Kai had a little issue of being bi-polar, but Kaymono had never seen such a quick mood change. Knowing he was testing the patience of Kai, he walked over towards the back, right car door. His dark black hand grasped hold of the handle but had not yet opened it. Chill the fuck out, Kai. He snapped, and most would have done the opposite but Kaymono knew that Kai wouldn’t hurt him.. Well Kai would if he felt like it, but their gang had a low tolerance for fighting with another member. And word would travel fast back to their home in New York. Kaymono watched as Kai’s face loosened, though noticed he was clenching and unclenching his jaw. Kaymono rolled his eyes at this, and understood despite having no words said. A’ight. A’ight. Here’s what’s in the back. Kaymono’s hand gripped the handle tightly and pulled. It opened and gave way to the gentle pull. The lights turned on inside the car, but nothing was seen from within his tinted windows. Stepping away from the car a little bit, he muttered toward the person inside. C’mon out.

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status;; done
tags;; Elayna, Kaymono, Kai
outfit;; It's described.
notes;; Mkay. Kaymono's speak is in red and his posts are in black. Kai's speak is in blue and his posts are in gray. It’s confusing.. Haha. =: D I HAD FUNN!!! By the way… She’s in Kaymono’s car. =: P
credit;; mikeyface of caution two point oh!

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

elayna had come here, broke, with no job and absolutely no money. in fact, she hadn't eaten the last few days because she had no money besides the precious money for gas. she was dirt poor. shoot, the dirt was richer than she was! and now, she was wandering around at the festival. she had no food, no money, only the clothes on her back and the shower she had gotten by renting a room for the previous night with what money she had left. and now she was stuck at the festival. not because she wanted to. but because her car ran out of gas just as she was going through the crowd of cars. so, she had pushed it into an empty space and had begun to wander around.

it was near 10, and the festival was closing for the night, and only a few people were left that she met an incredibly tall black man. as things worked out, she finally found a job. oh well, at least she got paid. but she was ridiculously sad that she had to sell her body just to get food, to get money, to get a place to sleep. oh, well, she had nothing else she could do. so taking his offer, she got in his car. fixing hair and make-up, she got ready for whoever kaymono, as she found out was his name, was giving her to. she dirty and used. but like she had pondered earlier...there was nothing else she could do. oh well, it's not like she was a virgin anyways.

she felt safe within the tinted windows and as kaymono was outside his car, she had a little more time to think about her new job. she was a whore now. with a pimp. ah, well, as long as he didn't think he controlled her. because if he did, he had another thing coming. she had her black stiletto's on, a massive six inch heel. it made her 5 feet of shortness appear around 5'4" now. seeing the headlights of another vehicle, she smirked. there was her...client. hah! her papi would call her sick and twisted, a disgrace to her family. too bad she no longer had a family. she could hear everyword that was exchanged between kaymono and a man, even taller than kaymono, named kai.

her breathing and heart was steady. elayna del monte was a force of nature all her own. it took a lot to phase her. when kaymono came to her side of the care and opened it up, telling her to come out, she simply looked him up and down, spanish accent completely exotic and clear. "uh, say please?" she waited for a moment for her command to come true and then lean, muscled legs extended out of the car. they were the first noticable thing. then, with classic spanish grace, elayna was out of the car, hips swinging in that subtle way that made you want to grab her around the waist. the stilettos did things to her legs. she didn't seem so short. not that she didn't look good short...but she needed some type of height to compliment kai's own.

she strutted to the front of the car like she had all the time in the world. because as far as she was concerned, she did. her flawless appearance was made perfect by the simple confidence in her stride. not arrogance. confidence. long black, curled locks flounced around her back and shoulders as she gracefully sat on the hood of kaymono's car. she crossed her legs, the beginnings of a tight little ass showing in her short denim skirt. she looked at kaymono, a mischevious spark in her pupil-dilated eyes. "don't worry. i won't hurt your car." she gave him a sly wink and a brief chuckle escaped her accented vocals. it was obvious. this young woman was NOT white. she was all latina fire.

notes;; this was fun!
outfit;; check this out!!! rawr!

[Maya]

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i got the whole world at my feet
playin’ touch football on marijuana street
or in a marijuana field

(you are so beneath my cleats)

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Kaymono gritted his teeth as the girl requested him to say please. Unamused with her request, he sarcastically stated the word went against his beliefs. When he gave in the girl then revealed herself. He gave Kai a cocky grin before slamming the door shut as she leaned up against the front of his car. Her remark of not scratching his car was only responded by a roll of his dark brown eyes. He gave a comical skip in his step as he approached his taller comrade. The grin broadened when he leaned up against the side of Kai’s Escalade. Without hearing a peep from him, Kaymono decided to drag one out. So, what you think, Malakai? He inquired, brows raising in a lazy arch, emphasizing his inquiry.

Malakai hadn’t moved an inch as Kaymono wandered away to reveal what he had been hiding in the back seat of his car. His bushy eyebrows quirked when he heard the voice of a female, but he remained unfazed. As inch by inch was revealed of the Latina woman, Kai only smirked. After only having been here for a few days, he had acquired a few whores that sought his… Expertise. He shot a dark gaze as Kaymono turned to question him, clearly unsatisfied by his cool demeanor instead of what he may have wanted to see. His head turned away from the girl to gaze upon Kaymono. A sly smirk crossed his features, darkening them beyond belief. What? You can’t handle another one? The words, riddled with sarcasm seemed to laugh and mock Kaymono. However, Kai released a low chuckle, clearly teasing the slightly younger man in front of him.

Kaymono laughed at his remark. Nigga, please. I got plenty. Let’s just call this my welcomin’ gift from me to you. His smirk mirrored Kai’s own, but there was something dark and deadly about both of theirs. They didn’t fuck around, and it was clear by the well hidden hand guns in their pockets that they could end your life in a second flat. Kaymono looked back towards the girl. His smirk fell from his face, and it became solid and hard. Crossing his arms over his chest, he gazed at Kai. He was determined to have direct answer, but knew all too well that Kai would avoid it and just make joke after joke. He looked back to the girl once more. Well. Ain’t cha gonna introduce yourself to ‘im? Kaymono demanded, glaring at her.

Kai chuckled at his answer. However, an almost bemused expression crossed his face. You’re a little late on that though, but it’s the thought, right? He asked with that same smirk residing on his lips. He turned his attention back to the female that leaned up against the front of Kaymono’s car. His eyes seemed to appraise her short stature. No doubt she would bring some good cash. She was a decently looking girl, he had to admit, but all he had on his mind was money. When Kaymono spoke to her in an almost rude manner, he chuckled again. Malakai. Just call me Kai. He introduced himself in his usual tone of voice. His jaw line tensed, and allowed it to become more predominant. He turned his eyes to Kaymono, and he lowered his voice, allowing it to become nothing but a mere whisper. She best not give me no trouble. His voice gained a new edge to it, and he was dead serious.

Kaymono smirked at Kai became a little smart ass with him, but he said nothing, preferring to let his response come through the expression he displayed. Actions spoke louder than words, and that’s how they both were… However, Kai was mouthier than he was. He listened to Kai introduce himself, and smirked once more. He was clearly happy with his choice, and Kaymono felt good. He pushed off of Kai’s Escalade, and faced him, blocking Elayna’s view to see Kai. His voice also lowered, and responded darkly. No promises.

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status;; done
tags;; Elayna, Kaymono, Kai
outfit;; It's described.
notes;; Lol! I feel like askin' Kai and Kaymono this... WHY. SO. SERIOUS? Hehe! I love the tone it ends on, though!!! >: )
credit;; mikeyface of caution two point oh!

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

with those dark, dark brown eyes she watched the exchange between the gang brothers. it was then that she started to become uneasy. she wondered if she fully understood what she was getting herself into. well, prostitution, yes, but with whom? kaymono didn't look too nice of a character. and this malakai individual didn't look too bright either. spanish accent was heard after kaymono got in her way, interrupting her visuals of malakai. "my name's elayna. del monte." she wasn't about to be friendly. she came here to get some quick cash. that was all she was doing this for. not because she wanted to, but because she had to.

using her small mass to lean out and away from the car, she was in the standing position. she walked towards kaymono, brushing him aside. standing in between the two taller males, she looked at kaymono. "how much i get paid? because you know this is the only reason i'm doing this." she stared at him with hard eyes, even though a fear was now gnawing on her insides. but she didn't dare let that emotions show through. instead, her face was a fierce mask of facial expression not entirely decipherable. she thought back to her earlier promise. she had told kaymono that she would only work for him if he swore he would pay her. otherwise, he have a broken-hearted customer with no hoe.

looking to malakai, she could see the slight difference in size. they were both massive creatures and they're cold expression represented an unforgiving world. she remembered seeing a gun. a glock. yes, that's right...she knew her firearms. had to with the family she lived, had lived, in. she looked malakai up and down appreciatively, though her face never showed much more than a mild case of interest. nice-looking black man. the thought brought a wry smirk to her exquisite features. this might be fun after all. but then that fear wormed its way back into the back of her mind. it worried her. geez, what had she gotten herself into this time!

notes;; i'm sorry it's soooo short! but i couldn't honestly think of anything else.

[Maya]

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i got the whole world at my feet
playin’ touch football on marijuana street
or in a marijuana field

(you are so beneath my cleats)

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Kai glowered at Kaymono. His jaw clenching and unclenching as he seemed to threaten him. Last thing he needed was a girl to give him some trouble. If she caused him just one problem, he’d kill her or beat her up pretty well. But if he decided to spare her worthless life, he’d toss her to the side and focus on the girls he already had. Like that’ll ever happen. He thought. Kai never was so nice to spare the life of another. He sauntered over to Kaymono, coming within an inch, and treading into his personal space. I’m serious, Kaymono. He backed away from Kaymono, observing the girl in a lazy and uninterested way. However, within his mind he was thinking other things. She’d get me hella cash. Those other girls are tired. He tossed a glance back over to Kaymono. His eyes hardening, and his features darkening much more than most thought possible.

Kaymono observed Kai as he tensed up reasonably. Kaymono answered with his muscles tensing and twitching beneath his dark colored skin. His right hand turned into a fist as if to stop itself from reaching into his pocket to reveal his glock. However, he knew all too well that Kai’s gun skills were far better than his own. And especially with Kai’s Dan Wesson Fusion Build. It gave Kai a new haunting feel, and Kaymono went submissively quiet and still. When Kai moved to close to the gap between them, he grew somewhat anxious and nervous, but he scowled fearlessly at him. His brown eyes meeting Kai’s own as Kai spoke. When he was about to speak, the girl spoke up. Her name shut off Kaymono’s crude remark. Kaymono turned his head casually over his shoulder as Kai moved back to his car, leaning against it. Kaymono simply nodded, not introducing himself. She should know his name by now if she was listening. He turned to see the glare that had been thrown to him. He said nothing that was until Elayna wedged herself between their massive and bulky frames. Don’t ask me. You ain’t my problem no more. You his now. He shot a glance at Kai, and said a silent good-bye. Kaymono wandered back to his car, and sped off with his tires squealing as he pulled away and out of the parking lot onto the road.

Kai sized up Kaymono at his body’s response. His eyes then snapped to Elayna when she spoke, stating her name as well as last. It had been only minutes that had passed when she put herself between the pair of them, demanding how much she would pay. He chuckled lowly. They always is in it just fo’ the money. He looked over at Kaymono when he responded to her before dismissing himself from their presence. He could see right through her. Kai knew she was scared whether she would fess up to it or not. He could feel the fear thick in the air much like a dog could detect it as well. But she did not display this fear, but rather a harsh façade that was to cover up the emotions that tossed and turned within her. Though, Kai acted coolly, placing his elbow on the hood of his car. 60/40. He stated, bluntly. I get 60. You get 40. He looked down at his hand as it touched the hood of his car, refusing to look back at her, but rather stared at her through his peripheral vision.

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status;; done
tags;; Elayna, Kaymono, Kai
outfit;; It's described.
notes;; EPIC FAIL. It’ll get better now that I can focus on Kai’s responses. =: P
credit;; mikeyface of caution two point oh!

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

elayna looked between them, seeing kaymono's posture change slightly, but dramatically in its meaning. was he feeling threatened by malakai? elayna's brow furrowed in thought. at the deep vocals she had come to know and memorize by now, she raised her head up to look at the man who was a whole foot and five inches taller than herself. "kaymono! you lil' fucker..." she grumbled angrily, but then he turned around and was gone. she clenched her tiny hands into tight fists. she scowled furiously, her expression dark. but after a moment, she lost it. she figured she had to in her current position. it was best to be on her better side at the moment.

she looked up to malakai and was about to ask malakai the same question she had asked kaymono, but he seemed to have read her mind. he answered her, and she didn't typically like the answer. she looked at him and scoffed, her eyes flicked down and then back up, like she didn't believe what he'd said. she cocked her hip to one side, and put her hand on that hip. her accent was scathing. "nuh-uh senor! i run the risk of havin' a baby! and besides, i'm good at what i do! once i have customers, i promise you, they'll be beggin' for more. trust me on that. 50/50." her eyelined eyes looked intriguing, the dark brown having this beautiful amber glint.

her small chin had a defiant angle to it, like he could do whatever he wanted with her and she'd give him hell back. she stared at him while she awaited his response. a sudden thought crossed her mind: was he the type of pimp to beat his whore into submission? he wasn't going to beat her into a pulp! she fought back with all she had. besides...he was too sexy to make her fear for her life now. he was a good-lookin' black man. a real bad ass. she had never liked good boys. elayna had always preferred the true bad boys.... that interest had gotten her kicked out of her home. her expression displayed blankness, just like a good lil girl. she couldn't let anyone know what she was thinking.

notes;;lol! alright! mine will be getting better too because i'm getting more muse!