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Post  Rosé on Thu Feb 18, 2010 10:35 pm

Carl listened to Rae’s miniature speech on swing dance and rolled his eyes subtly, it was a heartfelt expression but couldn’t help but thinking it was rehearsed somewhat. “Dancing it right? Was I not dancing it right?” He laughed softly “Well I’m sure I’ll be a good enough student to learn the dances properly...” Looking around the centre of town he couldn’t help but think they were meant to be around here to look for the clothes, but they still kept on walking. Looking at himself in a the reflection of a shop window he noticed that the cut on his head had significantly gone down since he had last looked this morning, the black eye was still there but that didn’t bother him as much.

Leaving the cleaner more respectable part of cologne’s town centre Carl looked down to Raeulf as to question where they were going but the spark in her eye told him that she was in good knowledge of where they were going. The streets were darker, damper and dirtier; it unnerved him to be down here but didn’t let it on. The buildings though tall and blocked out the sun were also falling apart; he took to walking closer to middle of the street in case something should fall off one of the sloping roofs. Standing outside of a butcher he raised an eyebrow. “Really?” The sign that hung outside was faded and rotten, hanging by a broken chain. Slipping inside with Raeulf Carl wished he hadn’t entered the room at all, placing a hand over his nose and mouth Carl coughed but bit his lip and let his hand fall back to his side. Looking the one legged man up and down he couldn’t understand why he of all people would have swing clothing, he had one leg, he wasn’t going to be able to dance. Then it came to him that ‘Kniff’ wasn’t a dance, he merely supplied. Shrugging his shoulders to himself Car followed the pair into the backroom and up the stairs.
Watching Kniff get down into his knees Carl stood by the stair case and watched him pull out the cardboard box full of clothes from underneath the floorboards. He hadn’t realised what measures they had gone to get these clothes but Carl had made a mental note of the butcher and his shop, exactly where the clothes were under the floorboards. He just had an idea to start the shutdown process, get rid of the suppliers. Carl smiled as he looked down to the floorboards making it seem to anybody else that he was pleased by the clothes. Taking the braces and black tie he looked at them, placing the tie to his shirt, he had never worn a thin tie before, he thought they looked stupid, like a worm or a snake hanging from your collar. Carl listened to Raeulf’s cries of excitement and couldn’t help but smile, it was like watching a young child open a present. Looking down to what the one legged man had given Raeulf he noticed a pattern with them all, yes they were American army wear but they were all extremely short, promiscuous.

Looking through another box of clothes he saw the pairs upon pairs of shoes. “Oh, 9.” Being handed a pair of spats he nodded at them approvingly, finally something that he didn’t mind. Watching Rae parade around with one of the jumpsuits clutched in her hand, he turned to a dirty cracked window that seemed to look out over the rest of the underbelly of Cologne. Once Rae was finished admiring clothes and picking them out he followed the two down the stairs where the clothes were hidden under meat and bread, he looked down to the basket and only hoped that the smell of that god-awful meat didn’t sink into the clothes. Looking down at the price he raised an eyebrow, “That’s a little steep don’t you think?” By now Raeulf had walked out of the shop, he looked back to Kniff who shrugged his shoulders “Keep that there for a moment, if you will.” Walking out of the shop and over to Raeulf he stood over her, brushing a few stray hairs away he sighed and knelt down to her height on the windowsill. “Meine Fräulein...” He rubbed the tear’s trail from her face softly before standing up again “The war will be over soon.” Offering a hand to her he nodded to Raeulf. “Stay here.” Walking back into the shop Carl took out his wallet and smiled to the one legged man. “This should cover it. Taking the basket out to Rae he linked her arm and began to walk back up to the righter side of town, not saying anything about the matter.

“So, how about lunch then, Miss Rae?” Carl was starving, looking around once they were back in the center he spotted a small restaurant and pulled Raeulf over, sitting outside he set the basket down beside her and tapped his fingers along the seat’s edge. “So, how did that charming man lose his leg?”
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:15 pm

Rae kept on looking down to the floor as the door opened. Carl dropped down infront of her, his knees bent. “Meine Fräulein...” His warm hand pulled up to her cheek and brushed the tear away. She looked up to him, his brow ridged in a serious expression over his perfect light blue eyes. She found herself catching her breath again as he walked away.

The resturant looked nice enough. She sat down on one of the Chairs opposite Carl. 'War pretty boy.' she answered to his upfront question. A mousy haired woman came over with a small pad of paper and a pencil 'Can I help you?' Raeulf looked up to her, she was staring dreamily down at Carl, Rae coughed angrily. 'Yes, can I have a salad and an orange. No, a tangerine.' the girl wrote everything down whilst still looking at Carl. 'And what can I get for you handsome?' Raeulf rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath 'are you kidding me?' The gril walked off, a definate spring in her step. Rae turned to Carl 'Seriously, you have a black eye, a cut acrodd your head and a bleeding lip, and they're still all over you!' She laughed lightly. 'I mean, you could have asked for a bowl of crap sprinkled in maggots and she would've still skipped off with a smile.' A few moments later Carl's meal was brought out by the same girl, she laid it out infront of him and stood there smiling 'there you go sir, can i get you... anything else...?' This was all too much for Rae. 'Sure as hell you can! How about my meal sunshine?!' the girl looked down her nose at Raeulf. 'Sorry what was it you wanted?' Rae glared at her 'are you joking, i mean, is this a joke? A salad and a bloody tangerine!' The girl walked off in a huff, bringing out what she'd ordered only a few minutes later. 'Thankyou!' Rae exclaimed, turning back to Carl. 'So, where're you staying pretty boy?'
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:38 pm

Watching the people walk by, minding their own business Carl nodded his head slightly to Raeulf “Makes sense...” Watching the waitress come over he laughed under his breath. “Yes, you can my dear...” Waiting for Raeulf to finish he took off his over coat, showing off his waistcoat again. “Well if you can my dear, I will have that steak.” He pointed to the menu “And a glass of water, I f you please.” Giving the waitress a little smile when she came back with his order he turned to Raeulf. “No... No its fine, I’ll find you if we need anything, thank you.” Laughing at Raeulf he began to eat “You are a fiery one, Miss Rae. Hmm, I’m not sure why they are attracted to me, do you?”
Nodding to the waitress he turned back to Raeulf he answered her question “A squalor well that is what it looks like. No, my sweet, I am living in one of the apartments that my cousin owns in the city, further to the north than where you are staying at the moment.” Finishing off his food he leant back in his chair and took a sip of water. “Besides, do you not think these injuries make me look manlier? Hmm, I certainly feel more macho...Oh that reminds me, when would you like to start these lessons?”
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 12:13 am

Rae laughed 'manlier, you couldnt look any manlier if you tried Mr Bauer. I mean look at you, you're the epitome of manlieness.' She was still finishing off her tangerine, he looked like he hadn't eaten properly in a while by the way he ate the steak. 'As soon as possible, i mean, god knows you need some training, plus i need to find somewhere for the next dance... I have no idea where we could go.' She paused. 'You sir seem to be developing a personality. Perhaps you have been hanging around with me for too long.' she laughed again. As she did so, a young man walked up to her 'Rae, I though i spotted your beautiful laugh. ' Rae looked up, the man was tall, dark haired, green eyes and a childish smile. 'Hansel!' she jumped off her seat and wrapped her arms around his neck, he grabbed her and spun her around, finally replacing her on the floor 'I heard the SS turfed you out the other night, i'm sorry i couldnt have been there, sounds like it was a hell of a riot.' Rae giggled girlishly, pulling her head away and back again. 'Who's this guy.' Hansel demanded, suddenly straightening up, crossing his arms and glaring down Carl. Rae looked down at carl and, hanging onto the man's arm 'oh Hans, this is mr Bauer, he's new to swing youth, i just took him to go get some lamb.' Hans nodded slowly. 'Right. Well baby, ive got to be going now, people to see and all that.' He kissed her violently on the lips, glaring at Carl as he did so. 'Hansel!' she pushed him off of her. 'Go!' he winked at Carl before walking away into the crowds. She sat down again, a smile on her face.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 1:38 am

Carl linked his fingers together, his long fingers intertwining. “Well I’m sure you will find a place for the dance, why not look downtown? On the train here I couldn’t help but see allot of abandoned places, I mean allot of them are most probably dilapidated, but no harm in looking?” Laughing at her comment to his dancing he shrugged his shoulders and returned to his collected, straight laced self as a young man came over to Raeulf. He looked the young man up and down, instantly taking a dislike to him. Crossing his arms and looking back up to the young man in the same fashion that he looked at Carl. Gritting his teeth inconspicuously Carl raised an eyebrow to the young man as he winked at him. He wasn’t going to get away with that... “Hansel eh?” Carl didn’t drop his uptight demeanour. Watching the man walk away. “What a respectable young man...” Carl muttered sarcastically; he didn’t know why he was getting so wound up like this. Calling the waitress over Carl collected the bill and paid quickly. “Well then Miss, what would you care to do now? Or have I overstayed my welcome in your company?”
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 1:58 am

Rae played around with her hair, looking at Carl 'How could I ever get bored of your riveting company pretty boy?' she laughed, standing and taking Carl's arm. 'We need to go and find Smithe again, tell him that Kniff's got some new stuff, converse with him for a time to go and find some place to dance.' She sniffed. 'Thanks for the heads up about the abandoned warehouses, but I happen to know they're not so abandoned. The Geustapo hang around there, so unless you want some more of these...' she'd now stopped, running a finger across his lip. 'They really hurt you didnt they... I tell you what the next time they come at you like that i'm gonna be in there, hurting you like that.' She shook her head angrily, moving again. They came to a large house, she knocked on the door and Smithe opened it almost instantly. 'Tomorrow night, Stunganhaben, its empty.' he shut the door. Rae laughed, 'his mummy must be wanting him. She doesnt like me that old bat. What's say you and I check this Stunganhaben out then?' She raised an eyebrow quisically to him.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 2:23 am

Carl didn’t reply to what he thought was a comment, he was still too busy thinking of that other boy, he seemed like trouble; a bit too ‘all talk’ for his liking. Grabbing the basket in one hand he obliged to Raeulf and linked arms, hissing slightly as she touched his lip. Looking up towards Smithe’s house he commented to himself “Really are all high class kids...” Looking down to Rae he smiled “Sure lets go and see if this place is any good...” Walking along the streets and through several back alleys Carl kept an eye out for any suspicious people hanging around “Really, I am fine, I may not have been to war yet but I can take a beating.” Carl followed Rae, he still was unsure of where he was, they weren’t quite downtown but the cathedral spires were disappearing behind taller buildings. “Looks like the place to me.” Carl said to himself “Let’s check this Stunganhaben out.” Now taking Rae by the hand he led her inside.
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 3:41 am

Raeulf jumped slightly, not expecting Carl to hold her hand and be so upfront about it. They walked in, it was not their Old warehouse, nothing like it, it was much, much better. It had wooden flooring, which was brilliant for dancing on. 'Mmm. These floors are excellent. And the mirrors on the wall are a nice touch. Smithe must've cleaned in up beforehand.' She let slip of his hand and ran to a couple of doors at the end of the room, opening them she saw a bathroom and a dressing room. 'It used to be a ballet studio i recon!' She loved it. The lights might have been a bit worn out, but lanterns could always be used. 'pretty boy! what do you think of the floors? Great aint they?' She pulled her skirt up. 'Yeah, I'm gonna get here first tomorrow night, need to set things up.' she sniffed. 'You gonna be alright getting here on your own again? Or do you want to meet me somewhere and we can walk up here together? Lets say around five?' it was more of a speculation rather than a question. 'I like you Mr Bauer.' she siad quietly, looking at herself in the mirrored wall. 'But now I have to go home. I guess i'll see you tomorrow. Outside that resturant we went to today? Unless you can remember where i'm living?'
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Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:02 am

Carl felt her tense as he touched her hand, smiling to himself he led her inside. Looking around it he nodded to himself as to approve of the place himself, it was certainly a big place, and better kept that what he saw last night but he couldn’t help but wonder why a place that was so clean would be so empty and disused. Maybe it just wasn’t occupied that night. As she slipped from his hand Carl looked around the large hall, imagining it filled to the brim with adolescent rebellions; all of which he would be sure to crush one by one. Looking over to Raeulf Carl couldn’t help but wonder how she had bought his act so easily, regardless he planned to get as close to her as possible gain as much information as possible. “It is a wooden floor, Miss Rae.” Walking up behind Raeulf he put a hand on her shoulder. “I will collect you from your house at five, if you wish Miss Rae.” Stepping away from her Carl made his way to the door; turning back to Raeulf he nodded his head, “It’s been a pleasure.”
Walking out from the hall Carl made his way towards one of the main roads and walked in the street light’s glow. It was a long quiet walk back to his apartment , unlocking the door loudly he slouched back in an old armchair in the corner, note pad in hand, he had written up the day’s findings and the address of on Kniff’’s butcher. After a long bath Carl picked up the phone and rang back to headquarters, he was going to get this started right away, the sooner he got this group closed down the sooner he could get back to Hamburg. “Yes, he is the one supplying, yes the man with one leg. Three days you say? Brilliant.” Hanging up the phone Carl laid back on his bed and smiled, everything was falling into plan.
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:46 am

Raeulf spent the next day deciding what to wear, she couldn't help but think about Carl Bauer. She had spent a day with him at the most and her mond kept wondering back to her. She wanted to trust him, but there were those things he said when he thought she wasnt listening, that stiffness about him. Finally, around ten to five in the evening, she decided on what to wear. A pair of red, high-waisted shorts and the same white shirt as before, but this time tucked into her shorts.. She curled the front of her hair tightly, pinning the rest up behind it and stashing a British navy hat in her bag. After she had done this, she laced up her high heeled white shoes. 'Heinrike!' came a croked shout from down the stairs. 'Ja Frou Okter Ja!' she shouted back down, pulling on a knee length skirt over the shorts and a hat over her hair. She was about to walk out of her room and down the stairs when she spotted Carl's suit jacket from the night before. Smiling, she pulled it on, it smelt like him, like cigatettes and ink. She flung her bag over her shoulder and climbed down the stairs. 'goodbye.' she muttered, walking out the door and shutting it behind her. 'I found your jacket.' she smiled, 'you can have it back later.' she winked at him and carried on walking.

When they reached the place, Smithe was already there at the door. 'Hello Rae.' he smiled, i've checked the safety ratings, theres a back door that leads onto the streets and theres a balcony on the railings. Rae smiled. 'Good boy.' She walked into the middle of the room, dropping her skirt under the jacket and pulling off her hat. She pulled off the jacket and threw it to Carl. 'There you go. What're you wearing then pretty boy, lets see if you can dress yourself.' Smithe nudged her 'people'll be coming in a minute, i told them five thirty instead.' she nodded, eyes still fixated on Carl.
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Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:16 am

Stood in front of his mirror Carl felt like a fool, he had actually had taken another bath, did his hair and dressed like one of the swing youths now it came to the harder part of the task, choosing what to wear and what to wear it with. He picked up the white shirt that he had bought and trousers. They were easy enough, it was what to wear with them, the spats seemed a good enough idea, the braces were questionable and as for the tie, Carl didn’t know, he hung it untied below his collar and decided that Raeulf could decide whether he should wear it or not. Looking down to his made bed Carl smiled at a hand sized package, tightly wrapped in brown paper with a cream ribbon around it. He genuinely felt sorry for Rae when she couldn’t afford that jumpsuit of hers. Earlier that morning Carl had ran down to Kniff’s butchers and picked it up before he was taken away, which from the phone call last night would be inevitable. Placing on his long overcoat his clothing was well covered. Checking his face in the mirror Carl was pleased to see the pretty much all of the swelling had gone down and he was left with an oddly colored purple eye and two cuts on his face.

Leaving the apartment block with the package under his arm underneath the coat it didn’t take long to get to Raeulf’s house, just as he was about to knock on the dark green door, it flung open. Seeing her in his Jacket Carl let a smile play over his lips. Getting down to the hall, Carl looked around again, shaking Smithe’s hand he looked over Raeulf as she called him. Taking off his leather gloved and, placing them in his pockets Carl removed the overcoat and held the package in his hands. “Well, Miss Rae? What do you think? He didn’t mid what she said, it must be an improvement to last time. “Oh, this is for you, but don’t open it until later hmm?”
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:39 am

Rae smiled at what he was wearing. 'Where's the tie?' she saw it hanging out of his jacket pocket, she pulled it and hung it around his neck, underneath his collar, she then undid a couple of buttons. 'Eh, you'll do.' she grinned. Her eyes lit up as he handed her the brown package. 'ooh, what is it?' she shook it to her ear. 'I dont know what it is, but i'll thank you anyway.' she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. The room was still empty, as she was thanking Carl, a voice came through the room. 'Raeulf.' She looked around quicky to see Hansel standing, an angry expression on his face. 'Oh... Hans... I...I didn't know you were coming tonight...' He glared at Carl 'well that was evidant wasnt it you slut.' the room echoed as he shouted. 'Dont talk to me like that boy.' It was obvious that he was drunk. 'what did you say to me?' he shouted, pushing his way through and grabbing her by the hair, yanking her head back. 'You'd better be careful missy. You'll find yourself in a bit of trouble.' Rae whimpered as he grabbed handfuls of her hair and yanked her head backwards. Tears welled in her eyes as she grabbed for his hand 'Hans... please let me go... Hans...' He laughed. 'Nah, havn't had any fun with you yet.' Hans smashed her against the wall, Grabbing at her thighs. 'Hans.' the large man smashed her against the wall again 'Shut up.' He slapped her across her face. Smithe stood back, scared at what might happen to him if he interviened. Hansel laughed a cold drunken laugh that echoed around the room.
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Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:55 am

For the first time Carl blushed slightly, at the touch of her soft lips against his skin, he didn’t turn around at the voice of Hansel, he wasn’t going to grace him with a look from him, as he walked past him to Raeulf Carl watched him carefully. Carl mumbled under his breath as he called her a slut, he had the right mind to say something back but as Rae shouted back he felt she could handle herself. He was proven wrong when he pulled at her hair, Carl clenched his fists tightly, and he spoke sternly. “Get off of her now.” He didn’t stop, seeing the tears well in her eyes Carl spoke again only louder “Hansel! Get off of her now!” Stepping forward he saw the look in Smithe’s eyes as not to intervene but his blood was already boiling 'Nah, haven’t had any fun with you yet.' Was what made him snap, Carl walked up behind Hansel coolly, even when he was angry, Carl often kept his composure, but not today. Grabbing Hansel tightly by the hair he yanked him back off of Rae and smashed his face against the wall and bellowed into his ear. “Don you ever touch her again. EVER! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?!?” Hitting him on the again and grabbing Hansel’s left arm and twisting it back Carl shook Hansel violently “YOU SO MUCH AS GO NEAR HER I WILL PERSONALLY HUNT YOU DOWN AND BREAK EVERY PATHETIC BONE IN YOUR GOD-DAMNED BODY!” Reducing his voice to a whisper he cooed in his ear “Do you understand me little boy?” There was no reply “DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?!? GO!” Throwing him to the floor Carl leant against the wall breathing heavily watching Hansel rush out of the door. Turning to Rae he sighed. “I’m sorry...”
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 7:13 am

Raeulf hit her head as she was thrown to the floor, she had her hands over her years, her eyes blinded by the tears. Smithe ran over to her, putting his arms around her. “I’m sorry...” it was quiet again. She pushed Smithe off of her and pulled her shoes off, getting up and walking forcefully toward the ladder, she climbed it and walked out onto the balcony, her eyes stinging from the tears and the cold. She sat down on the balcony, threading her legs through the bars and resting her head against one of them. She breathed out, moving her hand to her back pocket and pulling out a cigarette, lighting it with a match. She took a long drag out of it, dropping the as below her. Rae reached up to her hair, pulling out the pins, letting it tumble over her shoulders. She then stared forward, into the dark night, letting her arms drop limply, and her head flop forward so her forhead was resting against the bars. She closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek for the second time that week. She didnt know exactly what happened, but she could hear people turning up so she assumed Hansel was gone.

Smithe looked to Carl as Rae walked off. 'people are going to be here soon. I need to stay here to see them in.' He walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. 'Its not the first time he's done that to her.' he said to him in a hushed voice. 'Go and see if she's okay.' He muttered, walking toward the door.
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Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 7:27 am

Carl didn’t move for a moment, he let his head lull back as she let out another deep breath, he hadn’t shouted like that in a long time, he couldn’t help it though, it was just the way he degraded her in front of over that got to him and he had been so repressed lately and the way he kissed her in front of him Carl just wanted to kick his head in but didn’t go after him, instead of that he closed his eyes for a moment. Carl was still shaking with adrenaline, looking over to Smithe as he spoke; he smiled weakly, nodding to what he said. Walking over the parcel he had given her on the floor and picked it up. Walking over to the ladder, Carl wondered if he had over stepped a line. Reaching the top of the ladder he saw Rae sat there, tears rolling down her porcelain skin. Standing by he looked down, “Mind if I join you?” His composure returning he put the Package beside her and muttered, “Open it.” He wanted to hold her hand and comfort her, he didn’t know why he’d want to but he did. For a second he even edged his hand closer but retracted, unsure how she would react. “I’m sorry Miss Rae, I couldn’t stand the sight of him hurting you and I lost my cool.” Tapping his short well kept finger nails along the metal bars he looked to her, resting the side of his head on the metal, “Really I am sorry.”
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Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 7:53 am

Rae didnt say anything to the Aryan man as he sat down next to her. It was him apologising that really got to her, she looked over to him, her expression blank. She stared out into the dark again, taking another drag of her cigarette, afterward handing it to Carl. She didn't say anything, instead picking up the brown package and putting it on her lap. Raeulf pulled her legs though the bars and pushed herself up so she was standing, holding the package in her hands. Suddenly feeling very dizzy, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. She lifted her hand to the pain, bringing it back to her eyes, her hand now covered in a warm, sticky, red liquid. Her vision started to fade, she started to breathe deeply as the pain seared through her head, suddenly, eveything went black.
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Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:08 am

As Carl heard nothing he felt anxious, not just about the possibility of having really upset Raeulf but if she kicked him out Carl would have to go back to square one and fine another swing group, try and fit in there. He was certain that getting into this group was a complete fluke. Carl dropped her cigarette and stood as she did. Noticing she was bleeding from the back of her head Carl stepped closer; lucky he did, as Raeulf went down he dived in to catch her, grabbing her a foot from the ground he sighed heavily. Picking up Rae and putting her over his shoulder he climbed down the ladder, the package in between his teeth by the ribbon, reaching the bottom the room was filling quickly, catching Smithe’s eye he ushered the younger boy over. “I’m taking her into the dressing room; make sure no one else comes in okay?” Opening the door gently he closed it behind her with his foot. Laying Rae down on a bench Carl grabbed some tissue and took the ribbon on the package and secured the tissue to the back of her head. Sitting on another bench he lit a cigarette and sighed heavily, waiting for her to awake.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:42 am

Rae wasn't aware of anything that was going on, she was completely unconsious. The hit to the back of her head had been more serious than she'd thought. Her head bad banging she sat up, her balance not coming back to her so she fell onto the floor. 'ow.' she groaned, pushing herself up and opening her eyes. She coughed, looking around. 'where the hell am i now...' she muttered, rolling her head back so it was resting on the bench she just rolled off. She didnt notice Carl sitting there. 'I can fight a dictator... but I can't fight a drunk. A whole year. Why did he hurt me.' her last comment strained from holding the tears back. Everyone knew what he did to her, they knew what was going on, but still they did nothing. Enough of them to put a stop to it, but the fear got to them. She jumped, hearing an unsuspected cough from the corner of the room. She looked up, frightened, not knowing who it was. She breathed a sigh of relief, realising that it was Carl. Her eyes welled up with tears again, she didn't know why she was crying so much, the shame of it, everyone knowing. 'I'm sorry.' she cried to him. His face harsh as usual, scrutinising. She just wanted to be held without having to give something for it. She just wanted to be comforted. She dipped her head down, closing her eyes tightly and wiping the tears away with the back of her finger. 'I'm so sorry Mr Bauer. I don't mean to get you angry. You should have just let him. He would have gone after he'd got what he wanted...'
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:56 am

Carl didn’t pay much attention to her waking up, having someone staring down on her the moment she awoke probably wasn’t the best idea going. Taking in a deep breath of smoke Carl coughed slightly, it seemed to grab her attention. He looked over to her as plain faced as ever, but she was getting to him, he wasn’t good with female emotions but after what he had seen happen to her Carl felt no greater desire than to hold her and comfort her. Walking over to Rae, his slightly heeled spats echoing on the cold floor. “No need to apologise.” Reaching out for her hand Carl pulled her to her feet and pulled her into his chest. Wrapping his arms around her tightly Carl leant his chin on her top of her head gently and spoke softly to her “As long as I am here Meine Fräulein, no one will hurt you again.” Looking over to the doors he let go of Rae slowly, “Do you feel like going out there? Or staying here for a while?” He wiped a tear from her face and sat back down on one of the benches.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:43 am

His voice was soft as he pulled her up into him. She hadone hand pressed up against his chest, the other wrapped around his neck, her fingers entwined in his soft blonde hair. “As long as I am here Meine Fräulein, no one will hurt you again.” She sat down with him, on the floor inbetween his legs, her head resting on his thigh. She lifted a hand, stroking his shin, her long legs curled infront of her. 'Frou Okter is going to have a field day.' she muttered, her voice lightening. 'She'll ban me from leaving the house. Probably force me to eat kippers for breakfast.' She kissed his knee lightly. 'Thank you.' she wispered, her lips still pressed against his knee. She was a hopless flirt. It wasn't her fault. Kisses and hugs were just her way of expressing her gratitude, her mother was always an affectionate woman, affection was frowned upon by the nazi's. 'We could go out there now. They'll all be talking about me. Lousy role model I am.' she laughed harshly, before sighing. 'I bet I look like a right tramp.' she muttered, pulling her fingers underneath her eyes, black wiping away on them. She then reached around the back of her head, pulling off the bloodstained tissue and smiling at the ribbon. She pulled the ribbon around her forhead, like the flappers. She stood up, looking down at him. 'I want to dance.' She swayed a little standing up. 'Come on. Dance with me pretty boy.'
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Sat Feb 20, 2010 8:34 pm

Carl looked down to Raeulf and didn’t know what to do with her in between his legs, she was in pain, she was upset but he couldn’t get too attached and comfort her properly, he had to keep some sort of formality; some sort of distance between them. Carl rolled his head back, he could really do with another cigarette right now but he had left the packet out in the hall, he wondered if they would still be in his coat pocket at all. Shuffling his braces around slightly he looked down to Raeulf and couldn’t help but smile at her, feel something other than sympathy for her. 'Thank you.’ Brushing her hair slightly, his fingers froze; her hair was so soft, like cashmere and satin. Leaning back as Raeulf stood up he refrained from a full smile, but let a small smirk play across his lips. 'Come on. Dance with me pretty boy.' Carl stood up and looked back down towards Rae, taking one of her hands. “Well I hope I’m not to atrocious for you...Miss Rae.”
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Sat Feb 20, 2010 8:57 pm

Rae forced laugh, taking his hand 'Oh I dont know, you should feel yourself privileged, I dont just dance with anybody you know.' She winked at him, nudging the door open with her hip and dragging him through. People stopped what they were doing to look at them. 'Alright kids, who has my shoes?' A young girl ran over with them hung over her fingers. 'Thanks Sophie...' The girl stood there with a large grin on her face. 'What?' The girl looked down, she must have been only around twelve 'You're real pretty Miss.' Raeulf laughed, patting the girl on her head 'Well thanks Sophie, you are too you know.' She winked at her and the girl seemed to smile wider 'But just to you and me, dont call me miss, makes me sound like an old woman, kay?' She whispered, the girl nodded and ran off. Raeulf grabbed onto Carl's shoulder, leaning down to clip her shoes on 'Can someone put Benny Goodman on? The one I like? With the drums.' The music stopped as she stood up, another track playing 'Okay, you wanna dance? Lets dance.' She grabbed Carl by the hands, knowing full well that the song she had chosen was one of the most up tempo songs there was, and that it was longer than most. She wasn't really dressed right for it, she never dressed for dancing, seeming as usually she was with Smithe all night, meeting and greeting, or with Hansel. She pulled Carl every which way, her step ball points to perfection, people were circling, whooping and clapping. She grinned at one passing moment, before serious face came back on, deciding what to do. She stood still, breath heavy, crossed legs, clicking her fingers, urging him to show her what he could do. She laughed as her was just slightly stiff in everything he did. 'Go on, enjoy it pretty boy!' she shouted, laughing and joining him again, making that face that all the guys would die to see on a saturday night. She snaked around him, finally approaching then end of the song, finishing in a split. Everyone shouted and clapped, moving in quickly to help her up and clap Carl on the back. She looked over to him through the crowds, not seeing his face. 'Alright kids, okay. Go dance.' They scattered, leving her scanning around the room to where her partner had just gone. There was no way that they were going to get raded that night, she could feel it. A younger boy came running over to her, he must have been around sixteen. 'Rae! Miss Rae!' she turned reluctantly 'What's with the miss, i'm not your mommy.' the boy laughed 'Sorry, but that was amazing! Oh... I have something for you!' He rummaged around in his pocket, pulling out a small wrapped item. Raeulf's eyes lit up. 'Oh my God is that what I think it is?' The boy grinned and nodded, handing it over to her. 'How did you get ahold of this!?' He laughed 'My father used to be in the chocolate buisness...' Rae leant down and kissed the boy on the cheek, making him blush 'Thankyou Sammy, I'll remember this.' He shook his head. 'No dont worry about it, its for all the work you do here, its fantastic to get away from the war once in a while.' she smiled 'Well thanks boy.' She gave one last smile before walking away, once again looking for Carl.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Sun Feb 21, 2010 1:38 am

Walking into the hall behind Raeulf, Carl was hit by a wave of sound and heat, but thanks to Rae, his collar wasn’t too tight, looking down to his buttoned down shirt he laughed to himself, he would never wear a shirt so casually but if it was the fashion, it was the fashion. As a little girl came up to Rae with a pair of shoes he looked around the room to see if that Hansel boy had decided to come back, he wondered if she would go back to him. Looking over to the record player he recognised the song well, it was one of the ones they had used back in Hamburg practising but he had a feeling at what tempo he had practised wouldn’t be quite enough for Raeulf’s taste.

Being pulled to the middle of the dance floor Carl looked a little anxious. Why couldn’t I have picked a fourteen year old with two left feet... But it was too late to worry about that now, the music had started up.
Being pulled all around he didn’t feel in control of the dance at all, but he could hardly stop mid flow for anything, there were people everywhere, eyes on the pair of them. Carl hardly had a chance to blush at all of the attention; he was too busy trying to focus on Rae and where her feet were, as not to send her flying. As Rae left him to do his own thing, it must have looked like he had developed rheumatisms in a few seconds, he was used to such attention on him and the fact he had been told his dancing was nothing less than wooden didn’t help. But as Raeulf rejoined him for the last few moments of the song Carl felt better and relaxed a little. As the song came to a close Carl seemed almost swept away by people come up to him, slapping him on the back, mostly guys but still he was out of breath and really needed a cigarette. Weaving in and out of the people racing back to the centre of the hall, Carl grabbed his coat and walked outside. Hanging it off his shoulder he leant against the wall and struck a match.

Lifting the cigarette to his mouth he felt a hand on his shoulder before he could take the first breath. Looking t his right it was a young girl he didn’t recognise. “Can I help you miss?” The girl must have been around fifteen or sixteen max, she was coated in makeup. “Got a spare?” She looked to the cigarette, “You’re a little young to smoke aren’t you?” Taking Carls cigarette from his hand she shook her dark brown ringlets “No, been smoking ages me.” He watched her take a breath of the smoke and try to suppress a cough. “I see...” Lighting up another one, he felt her hand around his arm, “Dance with me next?” He looked out down the alleyway, “Mmmm, we’ll see...get back inside its cold.” Making sure she got in without any fuss Carl took up his place against the wall again, finally managing to smoke his cigarette.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Outrageous. on Sun Feb 21, 2010 2:13 am

Raeulf stood, leaning against the wall and listening what the younger girl was saying. Her eyes closed slightly as she heard her hitting on him, as obvious as it was. When he sent her inside Raeulf lay casually against the inside wall, the girl slowed, a sly smile on her face, Raeulf returned the smile, slowly putting her leg out. The girl, flicking her hair just before, tumbled over Rae's foot and fell on her face. The redhaired woman laughed and walked out of the door, still laughing. 'I was looking for you.' she took the cigarette out of his mouth with her delicate fingers and replaced it in hers. 'The look on your face during that dance was priceless.' she laughed, the cigarette hanging out the side of her mouth. 'We'll have to teach you wont we bunny.' She leant against the same wall, turning to him and winking. She took a long drag from the cigarette and passed it back to him. 'you're eye's clearing up nice,' she said, lifting her hand up to it and touching it gently, she clicked her tounge, pulling her hand away. 'You a pretty fit guy, it should be alright.' She coughed, her breath curling in the cold air. 'Getting some attention from the little girls then eh pretty boy?' she said, not looking at him, instead staring straight forward.
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Re: National Socalists

Post  Rosé on Sun Feb 21, 2010 2:28 am

Carl looked down to where his cigarette should have been. “And...I ...you?” Placing his hand into this coat pockets Carl turned to Face Raeulf “You did send me to the slaughter house and back Miss Rae.” Watching the cigarette fumes swirl up into the sky he couldn’t help but feel quite tired, she wasn’t sure if it was the dancing or running around with Raeulf all day but it was taking a toll on his energy, normally he would be sat in his father’s country house reading the newspaper and having the maids wait on him hand and foot. Taking the cigarette back Carl turned to look down the road once again, seemingly ignoring Rae for a moment. As she touched his eye Carl looked down to her dropping the cigarette to the floor and standing on the lit end. “Well they seem to like me, but that one seemed...needy, I’ve never really spoken to a little girl, not sure what they like in a man, but I’m not it...” Thinking back to what she had said about the practising Carl leant his head on the wall “So where would you teach me how to dance hmm?” Watching her breath delicately dance to the stars Carl put an arm around her. “Come; let’s go back inside, you must be freezing.”
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