Born enemies, destined lovers

intriguess

sexual catalyst
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OOC sort of an romeo and juliet thing modernized and sexualized

I had been born hating him, and I had never met him. His parents were nouveau riche, the kind of people who won the lottery and invested wisely, but still had no class. My parents were not only old money but both believed in working for what they had. They both had doctoral degrees, and besides charity work had research staff.

It had been a miracle really, that his mom and mine were pregnant at same time, while my mom did it with stoic grace, his mom complained. So for my entire life I'd known of him, seen his picture and been told what an idiot he was.

Unfortunately he was also gorgeous, and from the rumours that flew around my all girls school an articulate gorgeous male.

I don't know why but I was drawn to him, my fantasies were always of him, regardless of who I dated it was his face I always saw. It made it frustrating for me as I could never go very far with a guy before I murmured his name or somehow screwed it up.

So here I was 23 about to pursue my Master's degree and still a virgin. I hadn't even planned on bumping into him, yet here I was awkward little shy smart girl faced with my dream guy and I could barely manage a sorry as I tried to disentangle myself, my simple sweater had got caught on one of his letter pins on his jacket.
 
If you are looking for someone to play the male lead I would like to take a stab at the part. A romantic role would be a nice change of pace from most of my current threads. Let me know
 
Well, i'm up for the part too, i don't know how you would like to do this intrig, but whatever your choice is, its all up to you.
 
^well....wrong name now, my bad

same as above, but just got my old name back
 
Mazilan

I fumbled and blushed, and swore my voice was giving up on me as he deftly detached us. I found myself hoping both that he wouldn't notice me and go on, and that he'd sweep me into his arms and kiss me. Both options were silly of course and I'd probably think he was either insensitive or a womanizer if either happened. What I never expected is what actually happened.
 
David

OOC - 6'1". 230 lbs. Handsome and charming to a fault. He is a doctoral student in biomedical research. Borm with a silver spoon but brilliant nontheless. Everyone, including his professors, are sure he will change the world.

IC - She hit me from out of the blue. I suppose I could have paid more attention to where I was going. I was contemplating a manuscript I was preparing and got lost in my thoughts.

A wisp of a girl actually. Perhaps cute under the sweater and glasses. I unhitched her sweater from my jacket and picked up the notebook she dropped. As I handed t back to her she looked somewhat familiar. Had we met. Ah, that's it.

"We met at the new student orientation. I'm sorry I don't remember your name. I'm David. I work in Professor Stevens lab."

She took the notebook and stood there staring.

"Hello, new grad student girl, are you in there?"
 
Mazilan Greene

I blushed, as his voice broke through my fantasy fogged brain, "Sorry, I'm Mazilan Greene, people call me Mazy, I'm working in the behavioral psychology lab." Even though we were nearly the same age I'd taken a year off to tour Europe before college and had returned for a while after college. I felt so tiny pursuing my Master degree while he was already in the Doctoral program. "Perhaps our families know each other, are you from around here?" I sounded so stupid to myself and it took a lot of nervous energy to keep from bolting.
 
David

OOC - how do you want to keep the interaction going. Should Mazy take a class with him or from him (a little unusual in grad school but after all, he is a genius) or should he just ask her out?

Wow. Was this girl ever on edge. If I didn't know better I'd swear she just saw a ghost.

"Yeah, actually I was raised around here. My father is the chair over in the physics department. I guess I've always been around here but I don't think we met before the orientation. Sorry I didn't get to meet you then but I had to leave early to tend an experiment. You know how it is. Well, I guess you don't but you will soon enough."

She kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other. I was giving her my best charm and she still looked like a deer in headlights.

"Are you alright? You seem a little tense. Actually you seem a lot tense. Have I done something to offend you?"
 
Mazilan

OOC i figured they would be working in nearby labs and perhaps live in same apartment complex or something

IC

I nearly swallowed my tongue as he commented on my nervousness. I was about to blurt something out about it not being everyday one runs into a drop dead gorgeous PHD student but I covered myself instead, "Just first day jitters," Oh I hope he doens't think I have to go to the bathroom. Every moment in his presence was an exquisite torture. I finally straightened my shoulders and told my knes to be still, my breasts jutting forward and I was glad the soft sweater concealed my hard nipples. No man should have a mouth that kissable I thought as I continued. "My dad actually quit the physics department before I was born, something about office politics."
 
David

"No kidding. Well, you know those physicists. They are an odd bunch. Never had the stomach for it myself so I went with biomedicine. I'll have to ask my dad if he knew yours next time I see him."

I pulled by backpack a little higher on my shoulder. "Well try to relax. Its not that intimidating a place. See you around Mazy."

I left her standing there on the green and headed for the lab. A quick walk down the road brought me to the fifth floor of the health sciences building. I spent a few hours isolating some plasmid I had grown overnight before getting to another long incubation. Why did biology have to take so long?

I gathered up some notes for that manuscript and headed down the hall. Professor Stevens called me into his office on my way to the grad student lounge. He mentioned something about collaborating with a psych prof on a new project. I paid enough attention to know I would be helping a new student process some blood samples from test subjects and we would be looking for a genetic marker. I'd figure out the details when the time came.

In any case, it would be another drain on my time. If I could get some time away from all these other side projects I knew I could get my research to take off. With any luck, this new student wouldn't be totally green and need me to hold her hand the whole way through.

I finally got to the lounge and settled down at one of the two tables with a Diet Coke and began to work on revising this paper. Two girls occupied the other table in the small lounge. They were obnoxious chatterboxes. David did his best to tunt them out while he worked.
 
Mazilan

It was over and I found myself breathing normally. I headed to class and got things all sorted out and was plunged into a research team, I was doing something with DNA markers and some PHD student was supposed to help me get adjusted to running the samples. I had everything cleaned up and ready to go just as I hoped it wasn't some overbearing this is a waste of my precious time kind of guy. I grabbed my backpack and headed down to lounge for a quick snack.
 
David

I was working on editing and the chatter girls were still gabbing away when she walked through the door.

"New grad student girl, Mazy...right? Turns out to be a small world after all. Have a seat."

She had that deer in the headlights look again. This girl was way too tense. However, she was attractive in spite of her shyness. David briefly wondered what she looked like naked. Naturally his thoughts turned to what she looked like having sex with him.

'Stop it.' he thought. 'No preying on the new girl.'
 
Mazilan

of all the bad luck, or good depending on how I viewed my anxiety, and he remembered my name, I found herself half smiling and moving towards him. I wished I had worn something better than the simple sweater and slacks, though it did help conceal how my nipples seemed to magnetically pop up whenever I was near him or thinking of him. I bit my lip why was I picturing his body entering mine as my legs wrapped around him? I cursed my pale skin as I knew I was blushing.

I opened my sack lunch after whispering a little hello nice to see you again. I looked inside, a banana, there was no way I was going to be able to eat that with him watching. I closed the sack and forced out, "I'm not hungry," before my stomach managed to rumble. My tongue was tied even as I pictured doing other things with my tongue and David's tongue.
 
David

"Not hungry? My stomach doesn't get that loud unless there is serious hunger going on. I'm not buying a lack of hunger so you must not like what you packed to eat. I've had enough for this morning. You want to go get some lunch? The Rathskeller has decent food and more importantly they have beer. Science is always better with beer. Besides, I have to meet someone after lunch to start a new project and I want to get out of here for a while before I have to lock myself in the lab with a newbie. No offense."
 
Mazilan

Confidence I uttered under my breath, accepting his invitation, letting him believe I didn't like my lunch, I thought it was tad early for beer had never been a fan of it, one of my room mates said it was acquired taste, and I'd said I'd be spoiled in Europe with fine wine. I found the guts to speak as my mind drifted away from what he'd look like naked. "I know what you mean, I've been assigned some undoubtedly stuffy Doctoral student to make me feel stupid that I don't know how to process blood cultures." I found myself breathing naturally as we entered the Rathskellar, or as many co-eds put it the only decent food near campus.
 
David

Something clicked while she was talking. "Wait a minute. You said blood cultures. Do you means blood samples?"

"Yeah, I guess that sounds right."

Do you work for Dr. Barnes?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"let me introduce myself again. I'm the stuffy Ph.D. student who is supposed to be helping you."
 
Mazy

Oh no, I inwardly groaned. How was I going to handle working closely with him?

I took a deep breath and attempted a smile, "Well I suppose that's a relief." The phrase makes it sound as if it's half question half statement. Why was he standing so close? I could feel his breath and it was driving me up and down a wall.
 
David

This string of coincidences was getting rather long.

"Well now, I am definitely ready for that beer." I led her into the Rathskeller and purchased a round and a small pizza to share.

We had finished the pizza with the usual small talk and were working on the second round of beer when I decided to figure out what I was in for.

"Not to ruin a perfectly good lunch with shop talk but I was wondering if you knew anything about moleucal biology?"

"I know DNA is in the nucleus and that's where protein comes from." she replied quickly.

"That's a good start. Anything else?"

"Not really." she replied.

"So I suppose a working knowledge of RNA isolation is out of the question?"

She shook her head as if I was speaking a foreign language.

"PCR?" she shakes her head again.

"Co-isolation of DNA and RNA?" another shake.

"Segregation of alleles?" another shake.

"Cloning?"

Her face brightened "You mean like iwth the sheep?"

"Yes something like that."

"No, I don't know anything about that other than what I read in the papers."

"Oh brother," I sighed. "We are going to be spending alot of time together and I am not going to see the light of day until Thanksgiving." The lot-of-time-together part brought more visions of a naked Mazy. 'Stop it Dave' I thought.

"How did you get screwed with this project since you don't seem to know anything about it?" I asked.

"I don't know. I guess since I am the newest grad student."

"Well Mazy, I am going home to do some reading and relax. I suggest you do the same because tomorrow you say goodbye to sunshine."

I wrote down the room number of our lab on a scrap of paper and handed it to her. "Tomorrow is an ugly day for me. Lab meetings in the mornign and teaching a molecular techniques lab in the afternoon. We can start around 6:30. Meet me there."

I got up from the booth and grabbed my stuff. "Thanks for lunch. I hate eating alone. See you tomorrow." With that I headed out the door and across campus to my apartment. When I got there I changed into a swimsuit grabbed some journal articles and headed down to the pool to sit out and enjoy the late summer heat.
 
Mazy

I spent my afternoon looking up the items he mentioned and familiarizing myself with lab protocols. The lot of time together was going to kill me. I was wondering if I could manage a trade after all HE was a babe and most of the female grad students I know would love being trapped in a lab with him especially during the time you had to wait for something to be processed.

I barely slept all night and the next day was nerve wracking as I counted down the time to meet with him.

I managed to nibble something before 6 but my stomach was filled with butterflies. I had opted to wear something form fitting, the knit top clinging to my body, the simple skirt showing off my legs.
 
David

I finished putting a blot into a cassette with some film. With any luck it would show the right combination of dots and smudges to tell me I was right about this particular gene funciton. That would be an amazing paper to write. We would be rolling in grant money and I would graduate ahead of schedule. I reflected on the possibilities. Since everyone else had left for an impromptu 'lab meeting' at O'Houleys it was easy to get lost in my thoughts. Unfortunately, I could not meet them until I had the new girl up and running with the initial isolation.

Mazy walked through the door and brought me back to reality. She looked very sexy. Her simple outfit showed off her body without being too flashy.

I smiled at her and tried to keep thoughts of all the naughty things I wanted to do to her out of my head. "Glad you made it. Apparently, we haven't scared you off after two days of grad school. I have your samples in our -80C freezer. Grab those heavy gloves and follow me."

I showed her the gloves and the bucket of ice and walked her down to the deep freeze. When I opened the door to fetch her samples the blast of cold air caused her nipples to harden in a most delightful way.

We let her samples thaw on ice while I walked her through the procedure on paper. By the time I thought she had it down we were ready to begin. She was off to a good start when she had some trouble with the repeating pipetter. I walked up behind her and encircled her with my arms. I placed my hadns over hers and began to manipulate the adjuster. "See, like this." I demonstrated. "You didn't take the lock off before changing the volume."
 
Mazy

I just prayed to get through this without being foolish. The walk into the freezer caused my nipples to harden further so they showed through my clothing. I tried to ignore them as we went through the procedure. I was catching on rather quickly and then hit a stumbling block. When he put his arms around me to correct me I felt my knees go weak and had to chant inwardly that this was not a dream, that he wasn't about to slide his hands all over my body. I bit my lower lip hard to keep my mind focused as I finally got it. Of course now my mind knew exactly how his body would feel pressed against my back and how warm his hands were and it was using that information despite my best intentions to think of anything else.
 
David

It looked as though she had the hang of the pipetter but I remained behind her for a minute to be sure. Without thinking I placed my hands on her hips while I looked over her shoulder. 'Yep', I thought 'she's got it.'

I caught a whiff of her purfume. Very nice. Then I realized where my hands were. Whoops. I quickly pulled them away and stepped back. I treid to act as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

She finished the last sample and put the batch in the incubater. "Well, so far you're a natural. But its early. You have plenty of time to decide this whole thing sucks. We have 20 minutes until we can go on. After that we can stick it back in the freezer and call it a night."

I walked over to a fridge in the back of the lab and opened it. As I leaned insid and started to reach behind the solutions and reagents I said, "I always keep a stash in ehre for these late night sessions." I turned around with two bottles of beer.

"I make it myself here in the lab." She got that look everyone got when I said that. "Don't worry, its perfectly safe. The lab is just a good place to make beer since all the glassware is sterile. The most dangterous part is not getting caught by the chemical safety police."

I led her to the small adjacent office I shared with the other grad students. We had a small couch in there just in case you got stuck running an overnight experiment. I opened the bottles and sat down. I held out a bottle "Please, join me."

She took the beer and sat down next to me. "I am absolutely beat." I said. "This day started way too early and has been non-stop."

I paused to take a drink and see if she would join the conversation.
 
Mazy

For some reason she was searching for some tiny flaw in his character, and so far the only thing was his fondness for beer. She took the offered bottle and tried not to think of how his hands had felt upon her body as she popped the lid off. She took a long swallow more to calm her nerves and collect her thoughts.

"It wasn't as loathsome as I feared." She bit her lip why was she still worried about saying the wrong thing. "Our parents do know each other," she paused wondering if she really wanted to talk about them any way.

She fidgeted in her seat a little, normally she enjoyed waiting, for it gave her an opportunity to daydream but with the real thing in front of her, her mind simply refused to stop acting stupid.
 
David

She shifted gear on me with her comments. The sudden shift in topics brought me back.

"You lost me there for a minute. Is the beer not loathsome or the science? And what do our parents have to do with anything? Either I am more tired than I think I am or you have got to bring me up to speed with the conversation because you've lost me, Mazy"

I turned toward her on the couch and looked in her eyes. She was difficult to read. Not the deer in the headlights look she had yesterday. This was a mystery. I couldn't tell if she was scared, confused, mad , or something else entirely.
 
Mazy

She started out by apologizing, "My mind tends to form complete sentences, Completely out of context." She leaned back into the seat, "The science wasn't as loathsome, the beer is fine, and our parents know each other but don't really travel in the same social circles." I close my eyes trying to relax, wanting to avoid that piercing stare of his.
 
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