Coming Home

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Coming Home (closed for smiley8022)

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Name: Carter Davis
Age:19
Height: 5'11
Hair: Dirty Blond
Eyes: Green

Appearance:
Carter Davis is average height, with an athletic body born of eight years of competitive soccer. His smile comes easy and often and compliments his piercing green eyes. He has several tattoos on his arms and is proud to show them off, often choosing not to wear a shirt, whether he's hanging out at his house or on stage with his band. He dresses casual, his wardrobe primarily composed of jeans and t-shirts.

Bio:Twin brother to Carson, Carter had spent much of his life struggling against where he was in life and who he was supposed to be. The one part of his life that had always made sense to him was his sister. She was the one person he could count on, the one person whose opinion mattered more to him than any other.

After high school, Carter had chosen not to go to college as everyone had expected. After joining a local band as a guitarist and song writer he had moved into a house with his bandmates. With dreams of stardom in their heads they moved to LA. Since then they have struggled with gigs that pay little or nothing, taking up day jobs to pay the rent.​


IC:
Carter shifted uncomfortably in his seat, reaching back to adjust the pillow that was sandwiched between his back and the window of the large Grey Hound bus. Finally satisfied with the position of the pillow, he swung his legs up into the empty seat next to his, glancing at his watch. It was nearly midnight, and he had been on the bus for five excruciatingly long hours. Luckily they were only another twenty minutes from his destination...his hometown.

It had been almost a year since he'd been home, but when he'd gotten the phone call at his house in Los Angeles he had known immediately that he had to go back. And now, here he was, just minutes from the dingy little bus station on the edge of town. Just minutes from seeing his twin sister, Carson. He had spoken to her by email an hour after he'd received the phone call, but he was anxious about seeing her for first time in so long. She was the only thing he missed about this place.

When the bus finally pulled into the station, Carter had just started to doze off. The hustle and bustle of the other passengers snapped him back awake and after looking around sleepily for a moment, he fumbled to stuff his iPod back into his backpack and pull his jacket on. Confident that he had everything, he started toward the front of the bus. The last one to step off the bus, Carter swung his backpack over his shoulder and started into the bus station, wondering if Carson would be as happy to see him as he was to see her.

OOC: Looking for a female to play Carter's twin sister, Carson. Basic idea is that Carson and Carter return to their hometown after the death of the grandmother who raised them and find comfort in each other's arms.
 
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Name:Carson Davis
Age:19
Height:5"11
Hair:Light Blonde/Carmel Brown Highlights
Eyes:Piercing Green


Appearance:Carson Davis enjoys being the hight of which she remains, not being freakishly tall, yet not the short one in her group of friends. From playing baseball for about 4 years, to bumping a volleyball for 3 years, to making her way into cheereleading for about 5 years of her lifetime, she had a well-shaped body that was naturally tanned, begging for attention.
Piercings were her new attention-grabbers. She now had 1-3rd holes done in her ears, both cartilage's, her nose, and the right side of her lip. Carson loves to laugh, causing her smile to naturally be perfect, sitting among her face. Sometimes she liked to dress casually, sometimes she liked to show what she had, complementing her nice body. Her wardrobe many a variety, but lots of tight blue jeans and band tee's, or short shorts/mini's and spaghetti strapped tank-tops/belly-shirts.[/CENTER]

Bio:Carson was your average teenage girl who lived in a small town with few people. Her twin brother, Carter was the only sane person she really trusted here, the only one who made sense. After high school, he had said his good-bye's and left town, leaving her to be by herself. Her intentional goal was to go off to college, but her grandmother started to get sick, so she took online courses and already had taken nursing classes in high school so she worked the night shift at the hospital, making just enough to get by every month.

IC:

Sitting on a loose, wobbly, broken-down bench at the bus station in town, Carson's head was hung as she stare at the floor. She sniffled a bit and reached up to wipe away a tear that had run down her nose. She got up off of the bench and walked over to sit on the window sill, awaiting her twin brother's arrival, she did miss him dearly, and had been wanting to see him ever since he left, and now he was coming home, due to the death of her grandmother, Mary. She had just gotten closer and closer to her each day this year as she looked after her, and now she was gone.

Carson looked up as she heard the rushing footsteps of vistors to the small town, and a small smile appeared on her face, making her tear-stained cheeks and eyes look a bit odd. She got up and gasped a bit as she saw him, Carter was finally home. She ran over to him and wrapped her arms around him as she lay her head on his chest, taking in a deep breath as she finally got to see him again, she hoped that he was just as eager as she.
 
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As the small crowd of passengers began to disperse, Carter looked up to see Carson staring back at him through the window of the bus station. He stopped in his tracks, a grin spreading across his face as he made eye contact with her. A moment later she burst through the doorway rushing towards him, slamming her body into his hard enough to make him step back to keep his balance. He wrapped his arms around her as she buried her face in his chest.

Carter held her tight, one hand on the back of her head. He hadn't realized how much he had missed her until he saw her face. Now that he was back with her, he didn't want to let go. He could tell she'd been crying before he arrived, the tears still wet on her cheeks. As he held her so many emotions raced through him...happiness to see Carson again...guilt at having left Gran...guilt over letting his sister sacrifice her college plans to stay and take care of their grandmother while he was off in Los Angeles pretending to be a rockstar...and the fear that she might not forgive him for that choice.

Fighting back the wave of emotions, Carter pulled away from his sister's embrace and stepped back, his hands sliding down to her hips. "It's good to see you," he finally said as he looked her in the face. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered.

"This is new," he said reaching up to touch the piercing she had through her lip with one hand, his other hand dropping from her hip. "Looks good."
 
Carson felt her brother's arms around her start to loosen as she took a step back, and smiled smally, feeling his hands slide to her hips. She nodded at his words and never took her eyes from his as he looked her straight in the face. She felt the wetness of her previous tears, lingering on her cheeks so she reached up and wiped it away as she could not take her eyes away from his gorgeous face, she had forgotten just how handsome Carter had always been.

"It is very good to see you, Carter. For time has not been moving too fast this year, not at all."

She looked at him as his soft fingers ran across her lip peircing, sending a small shiver up her spine. She smiled as he complimented it and let out a small breath.

"Thank you, it's one of my favorites."Carson replied.
 
"Well, let's go home," Carter said, putting his arm around his sister's waist as they turned and headed toward the car, his hand on the small of her back. The parking lot was practically empty, most of the other passengers heading into the greasy diner across the street while they waited for their bus ride to continue on to Phoenix.

A cool gust of air swept across the blacktop of the parking lot, brushing red and brown dust into the night air. Carter instinctively covered his eyes from the ever present swirls of dirt and sand that sometimes seemed to be the town's most abundant resource. He smiled to himself as he realized that he had traded the dusty air of his small town for the smog of L.A. Hard to say which was worse sometimes.

"I guess not much has changed around here," Carter said as they reached Carson's car. He opened the back door and tossed his back pack in, glancing at his sister over the top of the car, "What time do we have to be at the funeral home in the morning?"
 
Carson smiled softly as she felt her brother's arm wrapping around her small waist. She kept close to his body and walked with him out of house and toward her car. She looked around at the empty parking lot, and then back to her brother's face, it had truely been too long since she had last saw him.

She laughed softly as the cool breeze swept around her hair. She looked over at Carter as she watched him cover his eyes from the swirls of traveling dust and dirt coming their way. She just kept walking as she was used to this kind of wind and weather by now, nothing new in her case.

Carson shook her head with a soft sigh at his words as she opened her door and then looked at Carter as he looked at her with his question. She thought over it for a moment then smiled for a moment as she ducked her head and climbed into her seat. Once she got her seatbelt fastened and Carter was in the car with her, she looked over at him and answered his question.

"Well, the memorial service is around ten o' clock. And the burial, is around noon. I don't know what time you have to be there, but I know that I'm going to be leaving around either eight thirtyish, or eight-forty-five, to help set up. You can come any time you'd like. And Stacy already said if you didn't want to wake up early, then you can ride with her."She told her brother. Her best friend, Stacy had been bugging her to get Carter to ride with her, for Stacy liked him.
 
Carter considered his sister's offer to let him sleep in a little. God knew after the long bus ride and his late arrival, he could use the sleep, but some things were more important than rest. "If it's all the same with you, I'll go in early and help you get everything ready," he slid his hand over her's, patting it awkwardly, "You've had to handle way too much by yourself already. I want to help, okay?" He looked up at her and smiled apologetically.

"Besides, I don't know if I should be in a car alone with Stacy. She'd probably start getting all handsy with me," he joked as he buckled up. "You know how I hate it when your hot friends treat me like a piece of meat."
 
Carson's eyes were fixated on the dark road to the left of the airport, lit only by a blinking, orange streetlight. She felt Carter's hand on hers, patting it softly, and a bit awkwardly until she looked over at him and smiled softly and nodded in appreciation to him trying to help out. As she listened to him talk about Stacy, she couldn't help but laugh as she nodded, knowing what he was talking about.

"Yeah, I guess I'll just have to let Stacy know that my brother doesn't want to get handsy with her."She teased him lightly, before noticing that he had clicked his seatbelt, so she started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.
 
Thankfully, the drive home was only about ten minutes. All Carter could think about as they pulled up to the house was how tired he was and what a long day they had coming up the next day. As Carson cut the motor off, Carter hopped out and grabbed his back pack from the back seat, before walking around the car, following his sister up the front steps.

"Well, Gran told me she turned my bedroom into a sewing room a few months ago, so I guess I'll be crashing on the couch," he said as they entered the house.
 
Carson cut the car off after parking in the driveway, and heading into the house. She smiled sleepily at his words and shook her head in nonsense as she wouldn't make him do that. She unlocked the door and let him in, before turning the light on, and locking the door back. She took her jacket off and put it in the closet before looking at Carter.

"You can sleep with me, if you don't wanna sleep on that old thing." She told him while looking at the couch.
 
Carter glanced at the living room, realizing how long it had been since he'd stood in his grandmother's house, and how little had changed in that time. He slung his backpack down and set it next to the coffee table.

"Well, I don't know. Do you think there's enough room? I mean, in case you hadn't noticed, I've gotten pretty big since last year," he said, flexing his muscles like the incredible hulk, as he struggled not to burst out laughing at himself.
 
Carson watched her brother as he sat his things down, and looked over at her, talking about how he had incredibly changed over the last year. She stared at him as he flexed his muscles, her brother struggled, but managed to not burst out laughing. And unlike her brother, Carson bursted out laughing and then covered her mouth, producing a small laugh afterward. She grabbed his hand and pulled him with her.

"Come on, moron. I think you're 'pretty big' muscles can fit in my bed."She told him while rolling her eyes.
 
"Ok," Carter replied, following his sister up the stairs, "I'm still not sure what you're laughing at though," he joked, swatting her on the ass playfully.

After they reached the top of the stairs, Carter took a quick trip the bathroom. When he was done he walked down the hall to Carson's room, knocking before he entered.
 
Carson laughed softly at his joking and then jumped in suprise as she felt her brother swatting her ass playfully, while she looked over at him her mouth forming an 'o' from suprisement before she rolled her eyes at him.

She watched her brother go to the bathroom as she went to her room and started to change. She let her blonde hair down out of the loose ponytail, and then took her tee-shirt and baggy sweat pants off while she looked at herself in the mirror for a moment while she played with her bellybutton chain while she jumped a bit hearing a knock on her door. She grabbed one of her nighties and slipped it on over her head before she grabbed a brush and started brushing her hair.

"Come in"She called.

Carson's Nightie
 
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Carter walked in, finding Carson already dressed for bed, brushing her hair as she stood in front of a mirror. Carter sat down on the end of the bed and pulled his shoes and socks off, sliding them underneath the edge of the bed. Then he stood and pulled his shirt off, laying it across the back of his sister's desk chair.

"I'm serious about going to the funeral home early," he said, as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them off. Wearing just his tight black boxers, Carter bent over and picked up the blue jeans tossing them on top of his shirt. Turning back to the bed he climbed on and turned over onto his back, adjusting the pillows beneath his head as he looked up at Carson.

"If I snore just elbow me or something," he said, smiling at her.
 
Carson looked at her brother out of the corner of her eye as he undressed himself. She continued to brush her hair, to it's blonde, straight, perfection. She finished just as he was climbing onto the bed. She listened to his words and smiled at him. She turned around and turned the light off before walking over to her bed, and climbing on, over her brother's body. She lay on her side and looked at her brother as she grabbed her blanket and pulled it upward onto both of their bodies.

"Sure, Carter. I'll elbow you if you snore."She told him softly.
 
Carter watched his sister as she laid her brush down and walked over to turn the light off. He couldn't help but notice how well the short, thin nightie she was wearing showed off her slender, toned body, especially her long, tan legs. Growing up, she'd been every bit the athlete that Carter had been, and now she had the body to prove it.

As she climbed onto the bed, her body sliding over his own, Carter's eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness of the room. He turned to look at her as she spoke, promising to wake him if he snored.

"You do realize I'm going to do the same to you if you snore, right?" he said smiling at her. Without really thinking about it, Carter reached out and touched Carson's cheek with his hand, letting his finger slip down to the piercing thru her lip. "I've really missed you, sis," he said, his voice turning serious as he looked into her deep green eyes.
 
Carson loked at him as she heard his words about doing the same thing she had promised to do to her. She saw his sparkling smile through the darkness of her room, and she smiled back at him and shivered smally as she felt her brother's hand touching her cheek, and then his finger trailing to her lip to touch her piercing, once more. His eyes locked within her own deep green eyes, and she couldn't look away from him as she bit her lip for a moment, and blinked her eyes.

"I missed you too, Carter, alot."
 
"I'm going to stay for as long as you need me," Carter assured her rolling over onto his side to face her. "It'll be like old times. You and me together again, Butch and Sundance...you'll have to remind me though...are you Butch or am I Butch?" he joked.

As he gazed at Carson's beautiful face, Carter tried to stifle a yawn.
 
Carson watched her brother, and listened to his words as she lay her head on her pillow, and gazed at his handsome face. She couldn't help but to laugh softly at his words about old times, being Butch and Sundance, his joking always receiving some type of laughter from her. She watched his lips quiver a bit as he tried to hold of a yawn while gazing at her, she reached out and stroked his cheeks lightly, brushing her fingertips along his softl lips for just a moment and then slowly pulling her hand away.

"You're tired, don't let me keep you awake."She told him softly.
 
Feeling Carson's fingers against his cheek and brushing softly over his lips, Carter closed his eyes. He had so many things he wanted to say to his sister, so many things he needed to tell her, to ask her, but now didn't seem like the time. It could all wait until the funeral was over and things were back to normal.

He opened his eyes when he felt Carson pull her hand away, looking back into her green eyes as she offered to let him go to sleep.

"We should probably both get to sleep," he said. "We've got to be up in about five hours. I mean, I don't really need beauty sleep but you..." his voice trailed off as he slid his arm around Carson's waist and pulled her close, kissing her cheek.
 
Carson watched her brother's angelic face as his eyes opened back up, as her hand pulled away from his face. She returned his soft gaze and listened to his words, smiling at the last bit of them. She felt his strong arms around her waist, and then he pulled her close to his body, kissing her cheek as she wrapped her arm around his back and gave him a hug, still happy that he was finally here, with her.

"Goodnight Carter, I love you."She told him.
 
"Goodnight, sis," Carter said, closing his eyes again. "I love you, too."

Carter was asleep quickly, exhausted from the long day and drained by the twisting emotions that he'd been feeling over his grandmother's death, the return to his hometown and seeing his twin sister after a year away. He slept soundly, though his sleep was plagued by strange dreams, images, memories of girls he had dated, or been with. Each time he would see the girl's face and body, but somehow her voice was always Carson's voice.

He woke in the early morning hours to find his body pressed against Carson's, spooning her, his arm draped around her waist. Trying his best not to wake her, he lifted his head and searched the room for a clock, finally spotting the bright green digital display behind him. They didn't need to be up for another twenty minutes but there was no use going back to sleep now, besides as he slowly became more aware of where he was, he realized that he had a serious case of morning wood which was currently pressed awkwardly against his sister's back side.

Carter rolled away from Carson and quietly climbed out of bed, making his way into the bathroom. He used the bathroom then climbed into the shower and turned the water on, deciding a cold shower might be appropriate.
 
Carson rolled onto her side, her back facing Carter as she fell asleep with a soft, delicate smile on her face, she could tell now that Carter was around, she would be happy again, all the way happy now that her other half was with her.

She had fallen asleep while thinking over the last year, how much she had missed her brother, the chaos with her grandmother, not going to college, most of her friend's moving away, and just all the drama that came with it, and then she had found the solution to her problems, it was Carter. Without him, she was almost broken.. Her dream took over her prolonging thoughts, and it turned into vivid images of Carter, his face, his sweet, sensual voice, the way he looked at her.

Carson let out a soft groan, as sleepily she rolled over onto her stomach letting her head press face down into the pillow. She lay there, a little tired for a moment before she heard the beeping of her alarm clock going off. She jumped a bit and then looked up, pressing her hair out of her face she got up off of the bed and turned the alarm off. She heard the shower going, so she slipped her slippers on and walked downstairs. Grabbing some orange juice she went back to her room and began to undress herself.
 
The water from the shower felt good and Carter realized that he was taking longer than he should. He quickly washed his hair and then turned the water off and stepped out into the bathroom, grabbing a towel from linen closet. He realized that he had left his tooth brush, deodorant and other things in his back pack in the bedroom.

Wrapping the towel around his waist, he opened the bathroom door and started into the bedroom only to find Carson standing there, wearing nothing except a small pair of panties. He quickly looked down at the ground, "Ooops, sorry. Just need to get my back pack," he said trying to maneuver through the room without looking up.
 
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