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Fighting all odds |SinfulSkills & Xion Demente|

It had been a long time since Holly had driven so fast on her motorcycle. It was as if she was running away from something… or chasing something, depending on how you looked at it. Screeching to a halt, she secured her bike and went into the bar. Sitting in the corner she kept to herself staring down at her hands before her food and drink arrived. If that’s what it took, she would fight and she would win.

A new fire built inside of her. It wasn’t the fire of survival or the fire for endless amounts of money; it was the fire of protection. If winning her upcoming fights and the championship meant that she could save the life of someone who had done so much for her. Eating away on her burger and fries, she never felt so fired up in her life and it wasn’t for herself this time, she was fighting for someone who took care of her, someone she considered her family; this time, she had a reason!

Finishing up she paid her bill and threw her jacket over her shoulder and let the bar with a new found fire. A quick trip on her bike brought her to the garage and she kicked down the stand and locked up the bike. Walking inside she pulled off her helmet and shook her long black hair down to her back and shoulders. Her dark gaze scanned the room before landing on the figure in the ring. Hm… She placed down her helmet on a nearby bench and walked over to the ropes. Her small hand wrapped around the middle rope of the ring as she watched him shadow box for a moment observing his movements. “Your stance is good but you leave yourself open a lot around your gut. Are you quick enough to dodge a gut shot?” She asked as she placed her other hand on the rope and pulled herself into the ring with a practiced grace despite her small size.

Not Your Average Butler... [EasilyAmused x Knuxieh]

She was so cute, her simple joys of walking around a place she could call her own even made James’s lips curl up into a smile before he had to remind himself that he was supposed to be professional around this time. She as so terribly cute though. She seemed in a frenzy until she saw the view of campus from her room. But when she asked for brunch he placed his land hand palm down over his heart and gave a gentle bow. “It will be ready within the hour.” He said promptly and left for the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, he began to go through the cabinets, between grabbing the things he needed and putting away the few remaining boxes he was able to begin his cooking process. It wasn’t until her appearance that he realized just how focused he had been on his preparation. Taking the pans from her he gave her a small bow of his head before placing both pans on the stove top. “These are just what I needed, thank you.” He said softly, feeling embarrassed that his Miss was the one to find the pieces of cookware he needed and not him. His embarrassment showed in his ears as they turned a small shade of pink.

“Eggs benedict with sautéed potatoes with a side of fruit.” He said as if it was the most simple meal in the world. With that he began to focus on his creation. His hands moving almost on their own in a rhythmic pattern of practiced accuracy; within 45 minutes he had everything competed and presented flawlessly. He placed the prepared plate gently down on the table in front of her and gracefully poured her a glass of orange juice. “Would you like anything else Miss?”

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Not Your Average Butler... [EasilyAmused x Knuxieh]

“My duty is to be your butler, that does come with obligations such as wearing a suit and tail coat. If it makes you feel any better when I am off shift I wear street clothes and I sleep in pajamas instead of my suit.” He said with a nod as he turned to go through the gates, “And don’t fret Miss, I know how to play Uno…” Another smirk curled the right corner of his lips, “I’m actually rather good.”

Upon their arrival to the apartment complex, James parked the car in spot 40B and climbed out. Letting her out of the side she was in; he collected a few boxes from the trunk. “You’re just outside of campus, taking that road.” He pointed, “Will walk you right into the main area of campus, please take the sidewalks as people aren’t that apt to pay attention these days.” With that he pushed a button and the elevator doors opened. He allowed her inside first before following in and hitting the top floor button. The elevator climbed quickly and upon its arrival, James led the way down the long inside hallway. At the end he stopped in front of 40A and pulled out a loose key, sticking it inside the door he opened it to reveal her corner apartment. “Follow me.” At that he entered after dropping the key in her hand.

The living room was the first area entered; a wonderful designed and spacious look to the apartment despite its size, he set the boxes down and picked up a small box, James pulled out a container and placed it on off the coffee table; a small glass bowl filled with suckers. He then proceeded down a small hallway and turned, entering the bedroom.

The bedroom had a soft graceful appearance with a large window overlooking the campus area with a desk sitting underneath it. Her boxes of clothes yet to be unpacked sitting organized nicely by the built in closet and cabinets into the wall. He pulled out another container of suckers and placed it on the end table next to her made bed. Gracefully moving around the room, he went to the desk and placed a bowl next to her computer as well.

Leaving the bedroom he went across the hall and through the opened walk way into the kitchen, simple and sweet just like his Miss. He placed a bowl of suckers on the kitchen table and left; the cabinets and fridge full of food, treats and of course, hot chocolate.

Lastly was the bathroom, the staff and James did their best to make it as comfortable as possible with simple colors and of course, he placed the last bowl of suckers on the counter and folded up the box and stepped out into the hallway. “Shall I unpack the rest of your things?”

Triangle of the Heart |SinfulSkills & Deyedreamer|

Name: Byron Albert Taylor
Alias: Byron.
Age: 24 years old.

Personality: Upbeat, happy and friendly. Byron’s always been one who believed if he can’t be happy you’re never truly living. As a professional actor he knows how to deal with emotions and though the death of his father three years ago weighs heavily on his mind, he never lets it get him. He deals with the emotional stress in his own way and is generally a happy-go-lucky person. He is a firm believer that his fans make his world go around and will always give them attention when they ask for it. Throwing on a pair of sunglasses and a hat makes him easily invisible to the untrained eye however, the press has have been up in arms recently since he was declared the next ‘George Clooney’ and his relationship with the pop start Jessica Jenkins exploded onto the scene. Sure dating Jessica has been a wild ride but it feels more like a publicity act than an actual relationship so he doesn’t think much of it to begin with. Although she has his loyalty as a partner she’s nearly impossible to talk to about anything other than gossip.

Other information:
- He owns a home on a ranch on the outskirts of L.A.
- Outside of his passed away father he has his mother and three younger siblings, two sisters 16 and 12, and a little brother who’s 4.
- Byron grew up on a farm and can break horses, he has a stallion he raised from when he was younger and when he’s gone his mom and his sisters take care of him and stay at his home.

The Girlfriend

Name: Jessica Alexandra Jenkins
Alias: Miss Jenkins, Jessica or Jess.
Age: 22 years old.

Personality: On the outside, the blonde is bubbly, fun, energetic and incredibly likeable. Jessica really understands how to put on a show for people. On the inside she is cold, near heartless and if it won’t benefit her in a professional manner she has no reason to be around it. At this point she is doing whatever she can to benefit her career as a singer and, while Byron can’t sing, he’s the hottest thing since sliced bread in Hollywood as a young raising actor and being on his arm has really helped her publicity. Gossiping is on her top 10 favorite to-do things; along with making it as well-known as possible that she is dating Byron Taylor.

Other information:
- Her parents are leeching off of her to pay backed up bills and more bills they are accumulating.
- She does care for Byron in her own special way, though it isn’t exactly a healthy way of manipulation and taking advantage of a man who has trouble saying no.
- She is incredibly self-conscious, anything negative said about her whether it’s constructive criticism from an employer/trainer/fellow artist or insults from the tabloids, she has a mental breakdown.

Triangle of the Heart |SinfulSkills & Deyedreamer|

“I’m on vacation.” A young man said into his phone as he walked along the beach side in Kapaa, Hawaii. “I needed a break so I’m taking a break. I’m only gone for a week there’s no need to panic.” The young man’s voice filled with a great amount of laughter as he spoke into the phone. The voice on the other end didn’t not sound too pleased at the young man’s nonchalant manner in which he spoke. “So what if I didn’t taken Jessica? I’m here to relax not to put on a show for the press. If I wanted to do that I would have taken Jessica and pick the Big Island to have the vacation on. Instead I chose the smaller island by myself. By the way did you know there are more wild boars on this island than people? Isn’t that fascinating?”

The person on the other end of the phone didn’t really seem to care but the conversation ended with, “I’ll be in touch when I get home.” And the young man hung up the phone and slid it into the pocket of his light weight white sweater he had over his shoulders. The Hawaiian breeze felt amazing and he took a deep breath in closing his green eyes. Relaxation that’s what he needed.

The city was small enough to walk around in and the blonde took advantage of that moment. Stepping out into the city he began his search in his jean shorts and light weight thin sweatshirt for food. Coming upon a small local restaurant he ordered his food to go and returned to the beach. Sitting down on one of the beach chairs in the beach area located in front of his hotel he let out a long relaxed sigh and took a bite into the fish taco. Being away from everything was just what the doctor ordered and Byron Taylor couldn’t be happier.

His girlfriend, or ‘girlfriend’ if you will, had an obsession with keeping him as close to her as she could and his agent had him screen testing for many different roles in movies. Most of them wanting him but there were too many conflicting schedules for him to complete more than one film at a time. And his ‘girlfriend’ enjoys dragging him to the countless amount of premieres he gets invited to and insists on joining him while he’s on talk shows and even going to the house parties and dinners he’s invited to. She’s his automatic +1, which wouldn’t really be a bad thing… if they actually left like a couple. Out in public and around people, the young singer would be all over him but when they were alone… it was like she wasn’t that into him. Affection was rare and whenever he’d approach her to be affectionate, he’d get turned away. And god forbids if he didn’t bring her an expensive gift or something.

Thinking about it made Byron shake his head, he’s here to relax and relax he shall! With that he continued into his fish taco with more joy than a fancy restaurant could ever give him.

Fighting all odds |SinfulSkills & Xion Demente|

The moment his hand touched her shoulder was when she realized she was actually crying. More than one tear had made its way down her face and, in a panic; she moved them with her hands in a quick action before speaking. “Yes, it seems incredibly fair.” She said softly, a firm nod rising and falling her head before she looked up at him. At that moment, she realized that he was actually touching her and her dislike for contact from man came into play.

She shook of his hand and stepped away from him, “Well, we can’t make any progress standing around.” She said sternly, doing her best to cap her emotions despite her desperate want to curl up in a ball and cry. “Let’s go to the gym and start. The sooner we start the sooner you can improve.” With that she turned on her heel and started out of the hospital. Yeah… Holly does lack manners but it’s not intentional.

Growing up alone was hard, and with her being female, she was the target for a lot of perverts in New York City. Until she stumbled upon the man she now calls her ‘Boss’. Since then she has been able to afford a small one bedroom apartment, build a small amount of credit and keep the men who think she’s corner candy at bay. It’s still not her favorite situation and she isn’t afraid to punch someone in the face for attempted to solicit a booty call from her. “But first, I need a drink.” She said mostly to herself as she arrived outside, whether or not Cole was keeping up with her was beyond her knowledge until she stepped off the curb and to a sleek jet black motorcycle. She detached the silver helmet from the back of the bike and began to tie up her raven hair before looking at Cole. “I’m going to hit the Fuzzy Bunny for a drink and a burger before the gym.”

Fighting all odds |SinfulSkills & Xion Demente|

Holly’s head jerked up as the door opened, expecting a doctor only to find a muscular man who looked more like a fighter. What? Was this another one of his students.

Roger’s eyes followed Holly’s head turning before he rolled his eyes and groaned. “Oh not you too…” He said softly before looking away from Cole. “Cole…” He muttered before the young man came into his line of sight. The tired looking man turned his friendly gaze up to the young man and reached out a hand. Holly who was holding his other hand tightened her grip but he ignored it.

Despite her appearance and attitude, Holly adored the affection she received from the man she considered a father and upon seeing him reach for someone else, it obviously bothered her. Her dark gaze flicked up to the man as her eyes narrowed in distrust. It wasn’t until she felt a squeeze in return that she broke her gaze and turned to her boss. This time, he was glaring at her. “Holly.” He said sternly, causing her to hang her head. “Don’t look at him like that. He’s a friend not an enemy. As a matter of fact, he’s going to be your coach until I’m better.”

“What?!” She exclaimed a bit louder than she had intended.

“And you,” He turned his attention to Cole. “You will train with Holly; she may not look it.” To that Holly snarled but he continued, ignoring her noise of disapproval. “But she’s the best female fighter out there. You can learn a lot before you fight from her and she can learn a lot from you. Train together until I get better.”

Before there could be any arguments, two doctors and a couple nurses arrived; the nurses delicately placed Roger into a wheel chair and took him out of the room followed by one doctor, the other stayed behind looking at the two. “Mister Greyson has an intense tumor growing in his brain. It will require multiple surgeries to get it out but it is removable. We’re just lucky he started showing signs early, it has helped us catch it sooner. It’s to my understanding that he has a bank account linked with the hospital so we can proceed with the first surgery today; one every week should be enough recovery time. However after the last one we will be bedridden for a couple of weeks; preferably in the hospital but if he has you two to look after him then he could go home. We’ll be in touch.” He said softly before leaving the two in the room alone.

Holly’s attention turned to the floor. Her small hands balled into fighting fists, her knuckles well defined as a visual representation of just how much she had been through in her life. Healed scars and calicoes showed a lifetime of hard work and intense fights but she was stronger because of it. Except for now, now she felt too weak for words. “He can’t afford the last surgery.” She said softly glaring down at the floor as a tear rolled down her cheek. “He won’t admit it but he can’t…”

Not Your Average Butler... [EasilyAmused x Knuxieh]

Her nervousness and excitement seemed to fill the car at once as they drove along the road heading into the city. He could understand why she was so nervous; new area, new people and new environment. Plus she’s going to be attending school and studying. Hopefully she can keep her time under control so she doesn’t get too overwhelmed. And if she can’t, well it’s his job to step in and create a schedule for her so she will be able to have time to relax, even if it’s a scheduled event.

His expression didn’t change much, until she mentioned seeing him in regular clothes. His eyes expanded slightly in the surprise of that statement and his gaze flicked to her reflection in the review mirror if only for a moment before returning his gaze to the road. “When I am with you Miss I am your butler. I must remain professional at all times, it is my duty. However if you do not wish me around when you have company you can merely text me. I do not doubt your ability to make new friends in such a short amount of time.” The corner of his fine lips curled upward into something that could easily be described as a teasing smirk. “However I’d recommend waiting for the right group of people before you pull out your playing cards.”