goth-O-holic ::DARCY::

[Victoria Cri]

Victoria was too excited. Gotham's mall was opening a new store today. And not just any store, either. It was her favorite store of all

HOT TOPIC.

She had her large reusable Hot Topic shopping bag over her shoulder as she waited outside the store to open. It was going to be a big one and it even had it's own entrance in to the mall and everything! Well, she had a hand in the reason for that, but no one had to know.

A small group was outside the door with her. Suddenly, she heard a click and she knew it was open. Her eyes opened wide. This was one of the one things all three of them liked.

As the doors swung open, the group ran inside. All but Vi, that is. She was pushed aside by some of the other customers. Anger raged in her eyes, but she held it back. Balling up her fists, she stared down at the ground and started to walk towards the door. This time, however, she walked right into something. Victoria caught herself before she fell backwards, but her anger increased.

"Jesus Christ! Can't anyone watch where they're going?!?"

[Darcy Leone]

Darcy was simply looking around. He wore a black tee shirt and skinny jeans this time. A very plain outfit but it worked fine in the Hot Topic clothing store. Heaven forbid... He could have gone to Hollister. Some of the girls were slightly attractive though here. He was checking a few out in his aviators. Not paying attention to anything, his unorthadox nature made Darcy collide into a young girl. She looked familiar. And for a dark, gothic punket... She was pretty attractive. Darcy took off his sunglasses in surprise.

[yellow]"Oh! I'm sorry. Are you alright?"[/yellow]

He kind of giggled at her last comment. She wasn't looking where she was going either.

[Victoria Cri]

She tossed her bangs out of her face with one swift motion of her head. She was going to refuse to even pay him notice till she heard his voice. Well that was an unexpected answer.

"Um, yeah. I'm fine." Vi said in a confused manner. Her eyes scanned him over quick. He was cute, at least. And he had plain taste, but she did too, so that didn't matter. Yet, there was something about him that seemed familiar. But what was it.

She glanced around her to see if anyone else was there. Of course not. That got her thinking. "Hey, you gonna come in?" Victoria asked, opening the door and sending him a smile.

[Darcy Leone]

He looked at her, glanced at the lack of crowd in the store and smiled. Darcy didn't know where this was going... But he liked it.

[yellow]"Thanks."[/yellow]

He walked in with her and looked around. The place was packed with all sorts of shirts incoperperatng the logos of underground bands he never heard of. Spiked collars... Interesting micscellanious items. It was rather interesting. He turned to the pretty black haired girl and smiled.

[yellow]"There isn't any finess to your outfit, miss. What are you doing here of all places?"[/yellow]

He continued to let his eyes scan the large room while she responded. Curiouser and curiouser...

[Victoria Cri]

Victoria held the door open for him as he walked in. She glanced around.

'Oh mah god!'[/i]

'Look at this place!'[/i]

Vic nodded. She was in total agreement with her 'sisters'. Spiked collars, wrist warmers, skinny jeans, trick faeries... there was just so much. And the music being played was the best.

"There isn't any finess to your outfit, miss. What are you doing here of all places?"

She glanced down at her outfit. She was wearing black jeans with the ends all ratted up and a few tears at the knees. Her shirt was plain and red and her wrists had black wristbands on them. Vi looked back up. "Because, this store has my style. And my music! And... well, i just love Hot Topic. Your outfit..." She trailed off at the end. His was plain, but yet it wasn't horrible. And she did love a guy in skinny jeans.

A sly smile crossed her lips. "I'm Vi."

[Darcy Leone]

He smiled at her while she seemingly checked him out in his skinny jeans. They weren't manly at all! It reminded him of Tudor England where tights were the fashion. The mobility was limited. But it was a style he could adapt to. Along with many. A grin flashed on Darcy's youthful face. Maybe she guessed by now that he wasn't American... Stupid accent.

[yellow]"Darcy. I'm afraid I'm rather lost with this style of fashion."[/yellow]

He winked at her slyly guessing she knew what she was doing.

[yellow]"Could you help me?"[/yellow]

[Victoria Cri]

Victoria's smile grew a bit at the sound of his name. Darcy. Such a strange name for a boy. It seemed to just prove her suspicions right. He wasn't American. Far from it. An accent can only give you just as much as a name can.

She could hear Vivian's soft giggles within her head, and it took a lot of effort on Vic's part to keep back her own.

'Did he say what ah think he said?

'Go ahead, Vic. You wouldn't want to give up an opportunity like this!

'But what about Ha-'

'What about 'im, huh? Leave tha past behind ya, Vickie! You would be betteh off if ya did.'[/i]

Victoria let out a sigh. What they hay, why not. "Sure. I could probably help you." If it would keep Viv and Niica quiet, it was worth doing.

"Hm... Where should we begin?" She asked, mainly to herself, as she stepped back and examined him again, more closely this time.

[Darcy Leone]

Darcy looked at her. Then he looked at his outfit. He smiled, thinking of what to say next to this clearly different girl.

[yellow]"Uh... I was about to ask that."[/yellow]

He said is sarcasm. Darcy was going a few steps backward for now. For once, he felt like a kid again. He had to do this more often if he was going to keep his cover and possibly make new friends. He looked down at her outfit.

[yellow]"Let's start with the upper torso area."[/yellow]

[Victoria Cri]

'Ah wanna play with 'im!'

'I would like to too.'

'No and no. I don't wanna scare the poor guy.'[/i]

She smiled at him. "Agreed. Tops first." Vi said. She grabbed his hand, not really thinking much. Why didn't she think in situations like this?

There was such a vast selection of shirts. Band tee's, Tripp Tee's... so many different clothing options. "See anything you like?" she asked, her hand still hold his.

It took her a moment to realize this. Quickly pulling her hand away, she looked down, a light blush on her cheeks.

[Darcy Leone]

Darcy noticed that her hand held on to his for much longer then he anticipated. He stared with a grin while she let go and blushed. It was centuries since a girl flirted with him. He thought he'd return the favor. When she asked him if he saw anything he liked, he kept staring with his sly grin.

[yellow]"Yeah... I do."[/yellow]

While never breaking eye contact, his hand instinctually grabbed the first tee shirt in front of him. Mens Small. His size. It was a Lamb of God album cover. Though he didn't know who that band was. He showed it to her, still not breaking his eye contact to see what she thought of the shirt. Creepy? Yeah. Very creepy. Darcy wasn't smooth in any way unless he was armed.

[Victoria Cri]

"Yeah... I do."[/i]

Her eyes naturally diverted upward, staring back into his icy blues. His comment took her by surprise. 'Is he... talking about me?'

'Course he is, Vickie. Who else would 'e be talkin' 'bout?'

'He's obviously not talking about the clothes Vic. Look where he's lookin'.'[/i]

Boy were they being smart asses. She hated showing emotion and yet, here she was, cheeks becoming heated. She swept at her bangs, out of nervous habit, and tried to break her eye contact. It was hard to do, but she had to. Vi was dreadfully afraid of accidentally using one of her powers on the boy.

She saw him grab a shirt, though never breaking eye contact. It was getting harder and harder for her to break it as well. Was he already under her spell? No, not possible. The boys aura was much too clear... clear? That couldn't be right. The vibes coming off of him seemed hazy... and inhuman. Was he...? But he looked way to normal to be 'different'. Looks were deceiving though.

She pushed the thought aside and examined the shirt. It was a nice tee but something about it didn't seem to fit what she had somewhat seen of his personality. Shaking her head, she grabbed a Korn shirt that caught her attention and handed it to him. "Try this on and tell me if you like it."

[Darcy Leone]

Though Darcy had a smaller bone structure, he was in fact very muscular. He was always built this way ever since he bathed in a literal fountain of youth. He noticed that she was turning beet red from him staring at her. She really was a beautiful girl. Not normally his taste. But he was in Hot Topic. And above all else... She was different.

He took off his black shirt in the store, revealing a perfect assortment of pecks and abs. A 6 Pack to be exact. He grabbed the shirt and tried it on. The lady at the front who looked like she may be in her early twenties was going to say something. But refrained, because she was staring like the other five young women in the store. He had it on. It was a perfect fit. He smiled.

[yellow]"What do you think?"[/yellow]

His eyes made contact with hers again. He was indeed curious to know more about her.

[yellow]"What abilities do you posess, miss? Something tells me it's very powerful judging by your body language."[/yellow]

[Victoria Cri]

Her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and delight. He didn't just do what she thought he did.

'And yer still head oveh heels even after seein' dat, Vickie?'[/i]

Niica seemed speechless. And Victoria's heart was nearly racing. He was hot. There were no other words, besides sexy, to describe this boy. A bit of a sly smile crossed her own lips. This Darcy was being one smart aleck about trying on a shirt. Most people would have just went to the changing room, but she didn't mind the little show she seemed to be getting.

Her eyes began to sort of wander downward just a tad. God was he muscular. Why was he in a store like this when he had a body like that. He looked like he should be a jock or something. She wanted to say something about it but then, where would all the fun be in that.

The shirt, needless to say, fit him perfectly and seemed to be snug against his bod. Her head shot back up as he asked her what she thought. She thought a lot of things. Some that she herself didn't really want to admit to herself, others that she just decided to keep silent about. "The shirt looks great on you," she said after a long pause. "Whiy don't we choose a few more of these shirts before we move on?" she suggested, connecting her eyes with his again. Why couldn't she look away?

"What abilities do you possess, miss? Something tells me it's very powerful judging by your body language."

That question sort of surprised her even more than his changing in public thing. How could she talk about that in here? Her sly smile grew a tad as she took a small step towards him. "Let's shop first. Questions like that later." She thought for a second. "How 'bout when we finish this bit of shopping, we can talk about 'powers' in the food court?" she suggested.

'That doesn't sound suspicious at all. And Ah thought ya really liked Harvey.'

'I do, though!'

'Obviously not enough.'

'What's that suppose to mean?'

'Hello? Ya pretty much jus' asked 'im out on a date!'

'The food court is not a date.'

'Sure it isn't.'[/i]

[Darcy Leone]

Darcy smiled. The irony of this sentence would probably make Victoria shudder but he didn't know what she was thinking. Just going with it.

[yellow]"It's a date then."[/yellow]

His hands began to shuffle around the assortment of shirts. There were so many. So hard to choose. He chose the three bands he actually did listen to by chance. The Beatles and Abbey Road, Green Day and Nirvana... The album cover with the cool smiley face on it. Did Darcy just use slang for language in his head?... He was turning into one of them. Finally. Well... Sort of.

He moved to the front counter, also buying three more pairs of black and dark blue skinny jeans. Putting them in a bag, he walked over to Vivi and grabbed her nervous hand, walking with her to the foodcourt.

[yellow]"More shopping can come later. Let's get some food."[/yellow]

[Victoria Cri]

Vivian's giggle resounded in her head.

'Finally, Vickie got a date an' it ain't wit' a teach. On tha otheh hand, Ah told ya so. Oh how excitin'!'[/i]

Victoria wished it was possible to kill a personality. But she knew that that could never happen. She was thinking of picking out a couple of things herself, but she could wait till she was finished with him.

She couldn't really bring herself to pick anything anyway. Vi was getting very nervous, and it was so strange to her. Butterflies, they were there, in her gut. She knew this feeling all too well. She felt as though her heart was about to rip in two. This wasn't right? It just wasn't!

She wasn't really paying to Darcy, her own nervousness keeping her frozen.

Vivi suddenly felt his hand grab hers. It felt rather warm to her. She let her own fingers gently close around his hand as they walked to the food court.

'Why me?'[/i]