Hey Honey Badger, Wanna Make Out? (Chester)

[Takchawee Ominotago]

It had been a pleasant day. School wasn't too bad, although Tak really didn't like most of her teachers, and she was already procrastinating on getting any actual homework done. No, instead, she was lounging out on the far side of the school pond, shamelessly baring her skin in a skimpy shirt that was pulled up around her chest and wearing the shortest shorts she owned. She would have preferred even less, but sadly the Hammel faculty frowned upon nudity. She didn't know why - people were beautiful in their natural state. She had grown up learning to accept how she looked, and she felt constricted when forced to dress a certain way. This was as much rebellion as she could get away with without getting into trouble if someone happened to find her.

The last rays of summer felt pleasant in the spot of sunshine she had found, and she had no plans to go anywhere soon. Her camera lay nearby in case she got a sudden burst of inspiration, but for now, she was just content to relax and get her mind off of things. A dragonfly buzzed above her head, and she squinted open her eyes to watch it dart around the edge of the pond.

[Chester Douglas]

Unlike most of his peers, Chester was actually on top of his homework. It wasn't that unusual for the redhead royal to put effort into his work and he didn't have to put too much into it in the first place. He wasn't a genius but he did manage skate by with Bs and Cs without even paying attention in class.

Not one to dwell too much on the unnecessary, Chester left the library with his books, intending to leave the compound for home.

Crossing the relatively empty pond, Chester stopped in his tracks when he spotted a lovely ornament draped across the ground near the pond. Mildly curious to see who would actually dare lie around half naked in school compounds, Chester walked over to the beautiful specimen and smirked at her from his standpoint.

"I have to say," he started in his slightly raspy and deep voice. "The pond looks much nicer at this angle."

[Takchawee Ominotago]

As Tak watched the dragonfly lazily, she had a sense of someone approaching before she could see them. Blame the ESP - it was more effective than sight and hearing. This person had a strong aura - very arrogant, cad, bold. Not a very pleasant human being. She ran through a long list of animals in her head, trying to match one to this still-unseen person. When the perfect creature popped into her mind, the guy spoke, and she tilted her head and flipped over onto her stomach so she could see him. "Honey badger," she declared, ignoring his comment for the moment. She glanced over him briefly, not recognizing him from anywhere, but he wasn't as bad-looking as his personality might suggest.

She allowed herself a slow smile as she finally reacted to what he had said. "Well, I'm glad someone appreciates it at least. Hammel rules don't allow complete nudity, so this is what I'm stuck with. Dumb rule, if you ask me." Flipping her braid over her shoulder, she added,"I don't think I've seen you before. I'd recognize that aura from a mile away. I'm Tak." She gave a tiny wave before resting her head on her hands and waiting for him to respond.

[Chester Douglas]

The first words coming out of her mouth made no sense to Chester so he chose to ignore it. Ambling over to a higher surface than the ground, the redhead sat down, leaning back with his hand used as leverage.

"What a shame," he drawled in response to the nudity comment. And as for the rule being dumb, Chester could very well agree to that. "Then again, all the mysteries of the human body would be diminished." He spoke, the ever present smirk deepening. His eyes roamed across the exposed skin, lingering at the parts well covered.

As much as his respect towards women other than his closest family had waned, he could appreciate the subtle beauty of one when it was covered. It held some sort of hold on him, knowing there were things he could uncover himself.

Aura? Chester thought to himself before rolling his eyes. So she was a hippie. Or an aura reader, were they some metas who read auras? Either way, she was probably the vegan activist type who teased rather than give up the goods.

"Chester. Interesting name. Short for something?"

[Takchawee Ominotago]

The closer the boy came, the stronger and more detailed his personality became, until Tak had a pretty good idea of who he was as a person. Nope, definitely not pleasant, but she wasn't one to judge. She tilted her head to the side as he sat, keeping an eye on him as his gaze traveled all over her body. She held back a laugh; she should be used to this by now, considering how often she came out and did something like this. "I suppose you're right," she responded airily,"But still, what's the harm in a little exposed flesh? It's not like I'm hurting anyone."

She readjusted her position, and her shirt slipped up a few more inches, as though to strengthen her comment.

"Takchawee," she explained, pronouncing the name tahk-chaw-way. "No one seems to remember it, so I just go by Tak these days. Nice to meet you, Chester. I think."

Smirking, she asked,"So what brings you out to the pond? Other than getting a little eye candy?"

[Chester Douglas]

Her response to his comment made him chuckle as he adjusted himself. "Depends on what you mean exactly by hurting anyone." He replied, his suggestive tone clear in his voice. His eyes followed the exposure of flesh, the smirk on his face faltering ever so slightly.

"What would be the politically correct way for me to call you...Native American?" He shook his head. "No...probably gorgeous would be more appropriate." He smirked. "Oh, pleasure's all mine." He quirked an eyebrow in her direction.

"I was actually on my way back home." He unslung his bag and dropped it to the ground before placing his other hand down on his makeshift seat so he was leaning on both hands. He crossed his legs at the ankle and looked down at her. "But I could pass up a chance to admire the pond in this light."

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak laughed at his reply. He was being so obvious, it was just funny. "I mean, it's not like any harm would be unpleasant, now would it?" she responded, playing along with his game. She tilted herself so she was facing towards him, before propping herself up on her hands and sitting up so they were nearly eye-level. She caught a whiff of his cologne, and she made an effort not to wrinkle her nose; she hated perfumes of any kind. At least his looks made up for it.

"Native American, yes. Or more specifically, Sioux. But gorgeous works too, handsome." She gave him a lazy wink. He was making this too easy.

"You live off campus?" she asked curiously. "Lucky. I wish I had somewhere I could go, but I'm stuck here for the time being." She kicked at the grass, frowning. Her frustration, however, melted at his last comment, and she snickered. "Yeah, it's a beautiful day, isn't it?" she replied innocently. "I love coming out here when the sun rises, the colors on the pond are gorgeous."

[Chester Douglas]

What was the point in beating around the bush, right?

"Oh there are some unpleasant ones but...you already know exactly what I mean, don't you."

A pale eyebrow rose just as the beautiful girl rose and surprisingly, Chester didn't lose eye contact.

"Oh, sweetheart." His left lip turned up as he chuckled at what she called him. "Handsome doesn't even come close to what I am."

He responded with a lazy drawl from the back of his throat. "I'd offer you my place but I'll be honest with you, it would be pretty awkward to see you everyday after I've introduced and reintroduced you to every surface of the house." He chuckled.

Her response to his question had him chuckling once more. "Yeah, that was what I was talking about. Nothing to do with admiring your body."

Deeeefinitely a hippie.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Tak gave him a sly smile. "'Course I do. You're not exactly being subtle." She didn't really mind though, all men seemed to want the same thing from her. Which was why she hadn't settled with anyone yet. And she was more than happy to give them a taste of what they wanted.

"Hmm. Gorgeous? Sexy? Kuwanyamtima?" The long, intricate word rolled off her tongue as she leaned in closer, and she sensed that the name described him perfectly, even if he had no idea what it meant. "Are those any more fitting?" she asked with a grin.

She chuckled drily at his offer. "Thanks anyway. I probably wouldn't sleep very well at your place though. Gotta get my beauty rest, you know." She hadn't flirted this hard with anyone in a long time. She didn't always find it coming naturally to her, but for some reason this was easy.

"Well then, if that's the case, I suppose you're not interested in," she leaned in even closer, brushing her lips against his jawline as she whispered,"taking advantage of this opportunity?" Yeah, right.

[Chester Douglas]

"What's the point of being subtle when we look the way we do?" Chester's eyebrow rose as she moved even closer. Her thoughts went straight to his head without him even meaning to read them and he chuckled. The girl obviously knew the power she had on people and though it sounded a little sad that that was the only thing guys wanted from her, when you flaunt it that way, you really just have to expect that kind of attention.

When she said the last word, Chester's eyebrow rose higher. He purposely probed her mind to find out what it meant and snorted. "Excuse me, I'm a badger? Rolling down...what does that even mean?" He chuckled.

"Oh, all this beauty actually acquires help? Hmm...I will have to rethink my-" he got cut off as the girl crawled up to him and started to rub against him. His hand reached out to grab her hip. "As long as you're offering." He grinned slyly. "My car is waiting at the parking lot but if you want to get caught here, it's fine by me." He slowly blew hot air against Tak's neck.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

"No point really, you're right." Though most of the time she went around in minimal clothing for comfort's sake rather than vanity, she did have a certain pride for the way she looked and knew that it captured attention even when she didn't mean it. And she had no idea that he could read her mind until he commented on the last word she used.

Her eyes widened, and then narrowed. "Telepath?" she guessed immediately. She tried to decide whether that bothered her or not, and decided it didn't. It wasn't like she was hiding what she was thinking anyway. She laughed at his confusion. "I can sense people's personalities, and I match them to an animal I think fits. In your case, a badger. Don't try to take it too literally." Most people thought it was weird, how she labeled them, and she could understand why, but it didn't stop her from doing it anyway.

"You can read my mind, can't you?" she asked rhetorically, raising her eyebrows. "I'm offering." She pulled her hips a little closer as his hand gripped her side, and she added,"Here is fine with me. I would love it if one of the pricks that run this place found us, might give them a heart attack." Smirking, she dipped her head to press her lips against his neck, trailing kisses down to his collarbone as her arm wrapped around his shoulder to draw him in. The other hand found a place to rest on his thigh, slowly inching upward, teasingly.

[Chester Douglas]

"Don't sound so surprised."

At her realisation of his powers, Chester shrugged. "Hey, if you can sense things, I can read minds. Neither of us are innocent here."

As she explained her stance, Chester tuned it out a little before hearing the word badger again. He didn't take offence. He knew badgers and he was nothing like one. But one species of badgers came to mind and he appreciated the power behind that one species, thus, he shrugged.

Smirking, he let her move in close, adjusting his head so she could have more access to his neck. He could feel her hand trailing up his thigh and he stopped her. "No...that, you'd have to sample some other time, some other place." He forced her face to meet his before he pressed his lips against hers, slowly at first before pulling her on to his lap.

[Takchawee Ominotago]

"Who said anything about being innocent?" she asked with an 'innocent' grin.

He seemed not to care about her ability or her habit, which didn't irk her all that much. It was a common reaction. She was weird. She understood that, but embraced it anyway. At least it hadn't chased him off completely. And a badger wasn't the worst animal to be labeled as - at least it had that fantastic "Honey badger don't give a shit'" thing going on.

She was surprised by his stopping her hand. He seemed the kind to be willing for something like that, but she was sort of impressed that he restrained her. "Fine by me," she murmured, moving her hand to his side as her face was forced up to his, and she felt his hot breath against her mouth as she was drawn into his lap. The contact of the kiss made other parts of his being flash through her mind - images of a blonde boy she was unfamiliar with, of a black horse, and other, blurrier sights. They must have been important enough to him to have helped him become who he was, for her to see them. Pulling back for just a moment, she readjusted herself more comfortably before running a hand through his hair and bringing him back in. She had lots of experience with kissing - whatever he wanted to do, she was pretty sure she could provide.

[Chester Douglas]

Chester simply smirked as he ran his hand up her back, tickling her exposed flesh with the tips of his fingers.

Even he was surprised by his restraint but as much as he had the devil-may-care attitude, he didn't think the girl was really that adventurous. He still had the whole 'tease' thought when it came to her.

Hearing her thoughts, however, his eyes widened and he pushed her slightly. "I thought you said you could only sense personalities." He said, his voice an accusatory tone. If she found out about Cameron or Lexus, Chester could get ruined. Nobody needed to know his two loves.

[OOC: I hope you don't mind that I went a different route with this. I thought it was an interesting turn of events. ^^]

[Takchawee Ominotago]

Of course she was a tease. She wasn't that easy - she was willing to give someone a good time, yes, but not to the point of sex, not unless she was at least somewhat attached to the person. Chester didn't fit that list, not by a long shot. She still knew he was a jerk.

She was surprised yet again, however, when he pushed her back again. "What, are you not-" She stopped as he gave his explanation, and she realized he must have seen what she saw. Damn mind readers. "I sense deeper things, the more intimate I get with someone," she explained, playing with the hair at the base of his neck with a sly grin. "Sometimes I get glimpses of things that have made an impact on who you are, so that blonde boy and that beautiful Arabian must be important enough to you to have shaped your personality. Who is the blonde, by the way? Does he go to Hammel? And is that your horse?" Now that he had brought up the subject, she was going to ask about it.