"I have no business with the likes of you," Celestine coolly relayed to Antony, ignoring the loud slops of pouring rain surrounding the two. Her tight leather top and shorts clung onto Celestine's pale, curvy body which only reminded Antony just what he's been missing, dreaming and thinking of. Her vessel belonged to Arina...it simply had to! There were no two ways around it. He could never mistaken that petite figure for anyone else; he was more than sure that no other woman could rock those same luscious lumps Arina had. Either they belonged to Arina or Celestine was a pretty damn good look-a-like. Supposedly oblivious of Antony's mindful observations, the woman pressed onward,her hand gripping onto the cozy cap protecting her head from the rain's mercy. "Whatever it is you're looking for isn't within the confides of my knowledge. Now it would be best if-..."
"Wow, you sure got a lot more articulate these past few months haven't you Arina?" Antony never was one to appreciate a lie; he valued loyalty and honesty above anything else a human being could offer. Well, that and adoration abounds. Celestine, Arina...whoever this woman was didn't seem to remember or understand that tidbit of his. He as well allowed the dripping, powerful showers to grab a hold of his black trench coat. Currents of uncontrollable air rolled past the two unlikely companions, their might being completely overlooked by sheer willpower of both recipients. Fake blue and green eyes locked, Antony and Celestine were clearly not amused with one another.
"Let's get one thing straightened out, once and for all hmm? I' am not this Arina person you continue to speak about. I' am sorry that you've lost someone precious but that is none of my concern and that's how it will continue to be." Rumbles of thunder then broke loose from their sickly, crowded homes among the clouds to fill the storm with pounding sound.
"Alright then. Now let me remind YOU," Antony gestured toward Celestine with a sharp index finger, "That I don't like a liar. I've always hated people like that and I know you don't want to be one of them."
"What in God's name are you talking about?! I don't know who or what you're speaking of!"
"Bullshit! Cut this idiotic crap out Arina, I know you're hiding out as Celestine!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes, ARINA, really!"
"Fine then, if you are that bent at causing such a commotion over something like this, I'll humor you! Prove that I'm this Arina girl." Antony then gave his verbal opponent an awestruck glare, to which she returned with a witty gleam in her unnatural Emerald colored eyes. "Can't do much there, hmm?" she teased, her expression impish in description.
An annoyed sigh escaped his nostrils and mouth, this was an outcome he surely would have liked to avoid. The man's fury may have carried the heat of the deepest levels of Hell below him,
"Wow, you sure got a lot more articulate these past few months haven't you Arina?" Antony never was one to appreciate a lie; he valued loyalty and honesty above anything else a human being could offer. Well, that and adoration abounds. Celestine, Arina...whoever this woman was didn't seem to remember or understand that tidbit of his. He as well allowed the dripping, powerful showers to grab a hold of his black trench coat. Currents of uncontrollable air rolled past the two unlikely companions, their might being completely overlooked by sheer willpower of both recipients. Fake blue and green eyes locked, Antony and Celestine were clearly not amused with one another.
"Let's get one thing straightened out, once and for all hmm? I' am not this Arina person you continue to speak about. I' am sorry that you've lost someone precious but that is none of my concern and that's how it will continue to be." Rumbles of thunder then broke loose from their sickly, crowded homes among the clouds to fill the storm with pounding sound.
"Alright then. Now let me remind YOU," Antony gestured toward Celestine with a sharp index finger, "That I don't like a liar. I've always hated people like that and I know you don't want to be one of them."
"What in God's name are you talking about?! I don't know who or what you're speaking of!"
"Bullshit! Cut this idiotic crap out Arina, I know you're hiding out as Celestine!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes, ARINA, really!"
"Fine then, if you are that bent at causing such a commotion over something like this, I'll humor you! Prove that I'm this Arina girl." Antony then gave his verbal opponent an awestruck glare, to which she returned with a witty gleam in her unnatural Emerald colored eyes. "Can't do much there, hmm?" she teased, her expression impish in description.
An annoyed sigh escaped his nostrils and mouth, this was an outcome he surely would have liked to avoid. The man's fury may have carried the heat of the deepest levels of Hell below him,
