<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/5c/75/59/5c755911ea51d73bff3a01972b30a5b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dara Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369710#msg12369710)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Santa Ana, CA -> Nauru | October 23, 2016 | Around 9 PM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Miles Radnie<br/><strong>Content:</strong>F'ing Abduction!<br/><hr/>It had been yet another successful show and once again Dara was left with that wonderful adrenaline rush. Who would have thought that triumph could cause such a high? When people used to say they were ‘high on life’ she’d always rolled their eyes at them, but now she was starting to feel like one of them. She absolutely<i>loved</i>her job and there was just this rush from hearing the crowd cheer and roar every time she surprised them with one of her laser creations. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t get a little turned on by it too, but who<i>wouldn’t</i>get turned on from the pleasure of triumph and mass adoration?<br/><br/>Dara was in such a damn good mood that, as she was packing up her equipment not only was she humming but man were her hips moving too. Funny thing was, it wasn’t a<i>Womb Emergency</i>song she was humming a tune to. Nope, it was Michael Jackson – which really had a direct correlation to her moon walking and pelvic trusting. To say the least she had more than one person snickering as they roamed on past her. She was absolutely shameless about it too and even went so far as to serenade them while she was at it. She was all to amused when a couple of girls skittered away giggling at her from the little act. She felt completely safe and secure with her place in life, especially back stage with a handful of bouncers ready to beat the fuck out of any stray that tried to pass by. The last thing she’d expected was to be<i>abducted</i>, let alone by Miles of all people. So she was perfectly content to keep on wiggling her hips to her own off pitch singing until Mile’s voice brought it all to a very abrupt halt.<br/><br/>Dara blinked and for a moment she had honestly wondered if she was hearing things<i>again</i>, but then his hands came down on her shoulders. Her eyes practically bugged out of her head but before she could manage a sound the world around her faded away into something completely new. ”Fuck!!” She yelped, whirling around to face him – wait, no… that wasn’t exactly what she was turning around to do. No, she was definitely turning around to beat against his chest irritably. ”Don’t do that to me, asshat! You gave me a fucking<i>heart attack</i>!” She barked, nose wrinkling as her free hand came to rest over her rapidly beating heart.<i>Asshole</i>.<br/><br/>Wait, why was he taking off clothes? Once again Dara found herself blinking and at that very moment it finally processed through her head that they were definitely not in California anymore. Part of her had already known… Rarely did she find herself in the same place with him, but<i>this</i>… Well this was definitely the definition of a surprise visit. To say the view was stunning would be an understatement and her jaw actually dropped. Was that a reef? Did he seriously… Was this … Was that-- ”Is that<i>the</i>great barrier reef…?” She gapped. I mean, that was really her best guess at this point. Her shitty public education really only benefitted her the knowledge of one reef and that was the most famous one, so it seemed like her best educated guess at least.<br/><br/>”Talk?” She blanched, and suddenly he had her attention.<i>Talking</i>was<i>never</i>good… People only said things like that when they wanted to break up with you or tell you some bad news – like someone died or something. ”You’re not breaking up with me or something?” She tried to joke as she shot him a cocky grin, but somehow there was a slight tremor to her lips that made it fall just a<i>little</i>flat.