Bustin' you out // Travis

[shiloh]

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Shiloh spread her legs out in front of her, their pale tones stark against the light blue of the bonnet on which she sat, despite the faded patches that were slowly being over taken by rust. Still, it was better than it once had been, one of the perks she supposed of having a mechanic father. In all honesty, it meant she could finally have a car of her own, and though the little bug was work down and reminiscent of a feminine herby, it was still hers.

Still, at that moment in time Shiloh wasn’t paying all that much attention to the rust on her old beat up car, so much as she was concentrating on the paper in front of her, and the pencil she span in her fingers, reminiscent of the way in which drummers would twirl their drum sticks for the amusement of themselves and others. Shiloh had artists block, and it was driving her crazy. Nothing was coming out the way she wanted it too, everything appeared on the page as if to be drawn by a child, and not for the first time since she had parked up outside the gates of this particular school, she ripped the paper from the pad and screwed it into a ball in her hand.

She was trying to design herself a tattoo, and though she could see it clearly in her mind, the image did not want to translate to the paper. Perhaps, she began to think as she erased another poorly placed line, this tattoo was never meant to be hers. Tucking a stray hair behind her ear, she sighed again and looked up towards the ominous building, and got the shivers. She didn’t like this place. She didn’t like what it meant or what it taught, and the only reason she ever came any where near was because of the people who dwelt inside. One in particular, who, she realised as she glanced down at watch, was running late.

Shy slipped down from the bonnet, and stood, stretching her arms above her head and yawned, before adjusting the denim dress that clung awkwardly to her almost non existant chest. She had once contemplated filling it with socks… but now figured that they would come in in their own time, if they came in at all. Instead, she checked her reflection, adjusted the eyeliner so it once more trailed under her eye in a straight line, and grabbed her phone from the front seat, checking her texts before sending one of her own.

# Hey, it’s meeeee. Did you get detention again and forget to tell me? x

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[Travis J. Davenport]

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[shiloh]

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Shiloh hopped back up onto her car bonnet and spent a few minutes sunbathing, closing her eyes and enjoying the sun as it spilled onto her skin, warming her up. She put her mobile on her chest, so she could feel it buzz, and waited for one of the two inevitable things to happen – either Travis would text her back and the little metal shell would buzz on her pale skin, or he would come out and meet her, and no doubtedly apologise for whatever it was that had made him late. For a flickering moment, until she pushed it from her head, she just hoped that whatever it was wasn’t something to do with those things that go bump in the night.

Sure enough, a little while later, after a few phantom vibrations where she was positive her phone went off but it never actually did, she looked up as a crunch of shoes on gravel disturbed the otherwise somewhat unworldly peace that seemed to linger around the school. Sometimes it creeped her out, but on day like today when the sun was shining, Shiloh often felt like nothing could ever go wrong. Of course, she knew better than that – the scar on her neck was nothing if not evidence to the contrary, but still. It seemed it would take far more to shake the red heads trust in her own immortality, as well as the abilities of her super hero boyfriend.

Okay, she knew he wasn’t a real superhero. There was after all no capes or spandex in sight… but he was her own personal hero, and the main, no, the only reason she didn’t currently support fangs and four inches of sunblock instead of her aviators and denim dress.

Slipping from the car, she grinned at him and shook her head as she moved to hug him. ” Na, not long. Well. Long enough to work on my tan a little. Maybe I won’t be the colour of a porcelain doll this summer” Shiloh hugged him for a moment, tight, then pulled away a little. ”Not much. I;ve been trying to break this artist block I seem to be having but everything just seem sorta… eh. Its like my fingers don’t understand what’s in my head anymore.” An air of sadness crept in her voice as she spoke about her art. It was after all, one of the few things she still had, and that reminded her of her mother.

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[Travis J. Davenport]

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[shiloh]

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The smirk that came to her lips was easy, and he leaned down to kiss him gently. ”You, Mr. Are a big suck up. You know that? But eh. It works, and I like it.” with a soft giggle as she pulled away from him, but not before she laid another gentle kiss on the soft curve of his lips, momentarily sucking his lower into her mouth. Hey, it had been a long day. Now away, she pulled her car door open, and leant on it for a minute, waiting for him to move round to the other side.

”I hope so. I mean, it always does everytime I get it, it’s just so frustrating when it does happen you know? It’s the one thing I’m really good at … like… MY thing… and it’s just sad when I can’t do it. I feel like lyra in the amber spyglass.” She was of course referring to the character who lost her ability to read the alethiometer when she hit puberty, and would then spend the rest of her life learning to read it as fluently as she had been able to as a child.

”A vacation?” if Shiloh had been a dog, perhaps a russet coloured wolf hound given the chosen colour of her hair, her ears would have pricked up at that in much the same way then tend too when someone mentions pizza, and she slipped into the car, looking over at him, one hand on the little cars steering wheel. ”You mean an actual, bona fida trip? Just me and you?” She wasn’t going to lie, just the idea of the two of them going away together had her bouncing gently in her seat. ”When?!”

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[Travis J. Davenport]

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[shiloh]

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Shiloh could practically smell the sea air, feel the sand between her toes – just thinking about the idea of a vacation, something she hadn’t been on in… at least a decade, was exciting. Her father worked to pay the mortgage, she worked to fuel her art, her spare time ; to keep the fridge stocked with food that her father enjoyed, because she knew he struggled the pay the bills some months. Shiloh had gone so far as to buy a head torch, extra jumpers, so she didn’t have to have the heating on… the lights.

So yes, the appeal of a vacation, where there was no stress about getting a second job, no stress about how they were going to pay the bills this month… just… no stress… the appeal was great. And, as luck would have it, she had the week off from work; she got so many holiday a year, and she’d had to book them before the new tax year… she here she was. Sitting pretty on seven days off.

”We could go this weekend?” She asked, smiling as she looked over him, her knuckles tingling from the kiss he had laid on them. ”I have a week of f from work this week, but after Wednesday I can’t book any more for like… three months… then it takes a few weeks to clear, and I have that interview for a new job at the end of next week, and they generally don’t give you a holiday for like… six months.” she frowned, wrinkling her nose for a moment. She had no idea where they could go on such short notice, except maybe the beach…. Hell, she didn’t mind if they had to sleep in the backseats of a car… getting away was luxury.

”I don’t mind where we go babes” Shiloh smiled again, her wrinkled nose smoothing out as she spoke . ”I like the diea of the beach maybe? I have a tent… maybe we could just set it up somewhere… stay a few nights?”
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[Travis J. Davenport]

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[/color] he said with a grin.

"No holiday for six months... are you interviewing at a prison?”[/color] Now he was just teasing her a bit there since usually new jobs it takes a while before you can get vacation time and he knew that he was just trying to make her giggle some. She said she didn't care where they went and told him how the beach sounds nice and maybe they could camp out there for a few nights. " Sounds good to me. I am happy wherever you want to go. We need to get that muse of yours flowing free again." He did love to go wherever she wanted to go. He wanted her to be happy and he knew with the things that go bump in the night haven't made things easy on her since she was sorta thrown into it… perhaps that is what is blocking her muse and a get away would be good.

" We can stalk up on loads of snacks and stuff and get it all sorted in one of our cars." He wasn't sure whose they'd be taking yet… his is an SUV and would have more room for all their stuff, but it is a gas-guzzler. His also is stocked up in case they get attacked by something, but he can always carry a just in case bag if they take hers. That is something they can sort later thought. He also didn't want to scare her with that sorta thing just yet either...

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