The Stellar discussion

The entrance to The Stellar is through a small half broken door that comes onto a long hallway that winds around and eventually ends up in the communal dining area. It is lit with candles but for the most part it is dark to conserve the limited amount of candles.

//Woot woot @ev @eva))

((I think Kate as we left off with Johnny? I think?))

//I will. //

Johnny pulled his bag from under a floorboards. The old, battered jansport has done him well. Pulling out a hoodie he tossed it to Ashton, humming softly. The black bookbag had patches and buttons of old bands and television shows.

Ashton pulled the hoodie on. Even though it was the dead of winter, she just wore a tank top, to 'subtly' show off her arms, (she's a bit of a showoff) plus it was comfortable and she didn't usually get too cold. Still, because of the wind, she was grateful for the hoodie.

“It’s a bit big...” the tall boy chuckled, putting his bag back in the floor. Johnny was definitely more feminine than Ashton, even in body type. While she was muscular, he was thin and lanky, his hips a bit wide but somehow still pretty straight down. Personality wise, he won the feminine category once again. He was a princess- a sassy, social, stubborn, princess. He loved dogs and sweaters, chocolate and coffee. Sometimes, he wore symbolic makeup- as performers do. An ‘x’ under his eye or something of the sort. However it was more than most of the girls at the stellar wore anyways

"It fits just fine." She said, smiling thankfully. She was fairly short, so the sleeves fell past her hands cozily. It was fuzzy on the inside, and warm. And unlike most ' flattering' (disgusting) clothing test women were expected to wear, it was baggy and comfortable. She felt herself already begin to warm.

“Does it now?” Johnny chuckled in a friendly way. He hummed softly, doing a little dance then chuckling. “I’m stupid.” He ran a hand through his hair and smiled as he spoke that to himself.

"That may be true" she said jokingly, but then copied his little dance ace it brought her over to where he was standing.

“Shhhh” he chuckled sliding down to sit against the wall. Johnny opened an arm in invitation for her to join him on the floor. “Hon, how were you not frozen without sleeves. Goddamn.”

Ashton slid down by him and leaned close. "maybe I'm just tougher than you, prettyboy."
She smiled and looked up at him, huddled close for warmth .

"Pretty? Daaamn, you right." A bit of Johnny's calm, comfortable side shone in his easy, light tone. He pushed his arm around her, leaning on her shoulder. "And hey now, I'm the baddest bitch out there, yanno. I kick serious ass." He said in a teasing manner, knowing he couldn't fight worth horse shit.
Part of Johnny knew what he was doing was wrong, after Quinn and himself and all. Though, he reminded himself that he tried. If she didn't do anything it wasn't on him.

((We can say that...he tried flirting further but she was so stubborn he got tired of trying and then they realize they like each other? It's up to you.))

((Idk, but because Johnny is annoyed because of Q's stubbornness, he could have acted Warmer but Quinn was colder and drifted away? Nothing in specific I think.))

((oh just saw your post Kate, I agree.))

((addition))
Ashton did like having him beside her. She knew he was probably a bit of a ' scoundrel' , that he had been in dozens of other situations like this with dozens of other girls. But two could play at that game. She knew she probably didn't mean that much to him, that he was probably still hung up or thinking about some other girl. But as long as she felt the same way, she wasn't weakening herself. And he wasn't bad...

((k))

Johnny closed his eyes with a sigh, picking up into Nights In White Satin again. He would be lying if he said he didn’t like the song.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I’ve always missed
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is,
I can’t say anymore

Johnny hadn’t been with too many girls in his life, despite popular belief. He usually came across as homosexual due to his eccentric and feminine personality. He had his share of affairs and scenes, though.

"I'm sure you are" Ashton teased. She smiled at his warm tone, and rested her head on the wall next to him.

"Shhhh~" he playfully swatted at her. "Good song."

Cause I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh, how I love you

His voice didn't hold the same volume on the lyrics, but there was definitely feeling behind them, even though they were so soft.

((sorry i didn't see that last post, so I'll change that.))
Ashton sang along softly with him. Her voice too grew quiet...
' Cause I love you'
' Yes I love you'
' Oh how I love you...'

((addition))
At 'Gazing at people, some hand in hand...' Her hand found his, and she gazed up into his eyes.

He was staring at the wall, his lips pale and chapped. His fingers laced around her’s. When the happened, he looked up at her. Johnny shifted closer into her.

Johnny's hand was freezing. Everything about him made him seem like a child. She wanted to project him. She tipped her head forward so her forehead was touching his. She was so close she could almost feel his breath, which, for once, didn't smell like nicotine.

Johnny let his lips linger above hers, exhaling softly. “What are you thinking about?” his voice was soft, almost a whisper. His poor circulation made his fingers cold, hers warming it quickly.

//Johnny is a very, very easygoing person and would probably not let it bother him, but also be secretly be bothered. Because the new boy would be around, he would probably torment him with sarcasm. I’m okay with it if Eva is.//

((yeah I'm good with that! Do you have any specific boy characters in mind??))

Ashton smiled slightly, though he couldn't see in the near dark. "This" she said softly. She tilted her head forward till her lips brushed his.

Johnny shifted his lips to hers, pulling his other hand to reach her cheek. The kiss was warm, almost like good music, a cigarette and coffee on a cold fall evening.

Ashton brought her hand to his spiky hair. Even his lips were cold, and she came closer to warm him

Johnny’s teeth softly bit at the girls bottom lip. The action was not forced, but a natural thing he did. Johnny pulled the girl onto his lap

As Johnny pulled on her lip lightly she followed his hands onto his lap and put both arms over his shoulders.

((k. Where should we go from here?))

Johnny pulled away when he heard a creak in the floor- a sound that was usually followed by a 'hey darling' or something with a smile. Now, he cocked an eyebrow up at Q and scoffed. "So now you decide to talk to me" he mutters.

//sorry haha.

Ashton just kinda stared awkwardly. She wasn't good at this kind of situation...

Ashton still had an arm over his shoulder so she moved back till just her hand rested on his shoulder. She looked at him questioningly and unsure.
((Omg sorry Ashton's a bitch. Lol I actually feel sorry for Quinn))

((Hahaha ok))

((Johnny you screwed up))

Johnny opened his lips but closed them with an exhale of annoyance. Feeling as if he should follow, he pressed a kiss to the girls head before pushing himself up and jogged after her. “Can you just tell me what the fuck is up with you?!” he hissed in more annoyance than anything.

“Let me get something straight and off my shoulders, okay?” Johnny let out a huff. “I tried to give something to you. But you’re so fucking stubborn! Did you even notice? I finally gave up, figuring that you didn’t even give a damn!” for someone so easygoing, he had definitely had a change of attitude

“Well you could’ve at least said something.” Johnny said over the winds, his breath visible in the dim light. “A nice ‘fuck off’ would have done the trick just fine.” His voice held some Canadian edge, the tad of accent sliding his words a bit.

Ashton caught up to the two at a jog. "Well, apparently Johnny didn't need any time to think. He's chosen me, Q. So go run along to whatever orphan boy comes your way next. If you get attached to him as easily, I'm sure you'll be fine." Ashton didn't really mean this. She knew that Q was strong emotionally (and physically) and didn't need a partner, but she hadn't been good to Johnny. Plus, Ashton's shoulder was still healing from the stab wound.

“Bitches. Right. Because you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?” Johnny shook his head, questioning why he ever kissed Q in the first place. He let his hand drop to Ashton’s waist and lead her inside

((damn. my little diva is drawing some drama.))

((To the stage of magic? :) ))

((Alrighty then))

((okay :) ))

((can you?

((Yeah, sorry haha))

((@Kat, bring Billie, Kenny, and Johnny here? Also, would you like to do something with Johnny and Rain in the future if we haven’t?))

Johnny looked at Kenny with large hazel eyes and a smirk. “Hey, Chief, you get into any trouble today?” he asked, a buttery chuckle leaving his lips.
Kenny looked down at Billie and nodded “Yes, that’s him.” he looked back at Johnny with wide eyes and shook his head the opposite way. “No.”