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*standing up, stretching, yawning*

Why do you always show up when i have to go to bed? *laughter as I leave for the real world*

Peeks in with a whisper and impish grin

Told you your dimples were amazing Fr33k. :D

*Watches as Luna stands to leave, admiring her physique as she does so. The whisper in his ear causes the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end, and he turns to seek the source. He grins at the secluded one, beckoning her over*

Why don't you stay a while, Cherry? Always running off, you are.
 
*Watches as Luna stands to leave, admiring her physique as she does so. The whisper in his ear causes the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end, and he turns to seek the source. He grins at the secluded one, beckoning her over*

Why don't you stay a while, Cherry? Always running off, you are.

I can't stay long since I have a class to teach soon but I can for a bit. How are you today? Did you ever get to use your baseball bat earlier?

Smiles and sits on the floor, curling my legs to the side
 
I can't stay long since I have a class to teach soon but I can for a bit. How are you today? Did you ever get to use your baseball bat earlier?

Smiles and sits on the floor, curling my legs to the side

I'm ok now. No, I never got to use it, but it's just as well because I'dve probably gone to jail.

*Quirks a brow at her seating choice, but decides to make nothing of it*

What kind of class are you teaching?
 
I'm ok now. No, I never got to use it, but it's just as well because I'dve probably gone to jail.

*Quirks a brow at her seating choice, but decides to make nothing of it*

What kind of class are you teaching?

Glad your ok now. I like when your happy. It makes me smile.

Notices his eyebrow raise when she sits and blushes a bit

I'm used to curling up with a pillow and my animals on the floor. It's a habit I guess. scoots up to sit beside him

I teach Zumba at the community center. It's a latin dance cardio class.
 
Glad your ok now. I like when your happy. It makes me smile.

Notices his eyebrow raise when she sits and blushes a bit

I'm used to curling up with a pillow and my animals on the floor. It's a habit I guess. scoots up to sit beside him

I teach Zumba at the community center. It's a latin dance cardio class.

*Nods at her explanation, a soft smile persisting*

They have a Zumba class at the local college. I've never been a "Sweatin' To The Oldies" kind of guy. Add to that the fact that I have one and a half left feet, and you have a man who doesn't dance very often. Though I could probably stand to do more exercise...

*Chuckles a bit, remembering his bottle of whiskey; taking a small sip, just to get the flavor*
 
*Nods at her explanation, a soft smile persisting*

They have a Zumba class at the local college. I've never been a "Sweatin' To The Oldies" kind of guy. Add to that the fact that I have one and a half left feet, and you have a man who doesn't dance very often. Though I could probably stand to do more exercise...

*Chuckles a bit, remembering his bottle of whiskey; taking a small sip, just to get the flavor*
Laughs

It's soooooo not sweatin to the oldies! It's sexy latin and hip hop music. I enjoy it just because it doesn't feel like your working out. I love to dance so it's just freeing to me. I bet you got more rhythm than you give yourself credit for ;)

notices the whiskey and smiles

I'm more of a tequila or crown kind of girl myself.
 
Laughs

It's soooooo not sweatin to the oldies! It's sexy latin and hip hop music. I enjoy it just because it doesn't feel like your working out. I love to dance so it's just freeing to me. I bet you got more rhythm than you give yourself credit for ;)

notices the whiskey and smiles

I'm more of a tequila or crown kind of girl myself.

Maybe. I dunno. *takes another swig* Tequila's only good when you mix it with something else. I've never had Crown, but I hear good things. *Remembers that tomorrow's payday...adds a few things to his shopping list*
 
Maybe. I dunno. *takes another swig* Tequila's only good when you mix it with something else. I've never had Crown, but I hear good things. *Remembers that tomorrow's payday...adds a few things to his shopping list*

Crown is fantastic, I bet you'll like it. You're right about tequila, except when I'm already tipsy on say.. margarita's, shooting tequila is just so good and it makes me so bad. grins impishly
 
Crown is fantastic, I bet you'll like it. You're right about tequila, except when I'm already tipsy on say.. margarita's, shooting tequila is just so good and it makes me so bad. grins impishly

I don't imagine you need tequila to be bad, Cherry...*returns her impish grin with a wolfish one*
 
I don't imagine you need tequila to be bad, Cherry...*returns her impish grin with a wolfish one*

busts out in a fit of giggles but has the grace to blush

Damn, is it that obvious?

EDIT:Sorry but I have to jet! I've enjoyed chatting a bit, we should do this again ;)
 
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busts out in a fit of giggles but has the grace to blush

Damn, is it that obvious?

EDIT:Sorry but I have to jet! I've enjoyed chatting a bit, we should do this again ;)

*Her blushing is quite becoming, and he continues to smile as she departs*

Enjoy your class! We should, and I'm sure we will. :D
 
Wandering aimlessly, I end up at the rail of the Outlook, watching the moonlit waves coming in to kiss the sand. Feeling reserved and quiet of mood, I sigh and just watch, leaning on the rail.
 
*Watches as Thyri wanders in, looking a bit lost. Debates speaking up, but decides that letting her have some alone-time might be best for now.

After a moment, he wanders off himself, in search of something to brighten her mood.*
 
Oddly reserved as well, my entrance is low key. I'm not working tonight.. nope. Its my night off.. just coming to enjoy a little quiet.. maybe some tender words. Following the sound of surf, I find myself lying naked on the wet packed sand as seafoam tickles my toes.
 
My wandering gaze finds my fae lover's nude body, lying on the beach. I imagine how good she must feel, the sun warmed sand giving back its warmth of the day, and the cool ocean breeze caressing her skin. Suddenly I want to be at her side. Sliding to the stairs, my feet know the way and I strip off my dress, leaving it behind. There is no place for cloth interference in this.

Lying next to her, the sand feels good, as I thought it would. I reach out a hand, fingers touching hers, then entwining with hers. It's a connection, an anchor to keep us both grounded together.
 
Silence between lovers, fingers resting, wrapped in an embrace that says all that need to be communicated. Beneath us, the earth.. before us, the source of all life.
 
Walks to the rail, scotch in hand. Spies the two lovers on the sand and watches quietly losing himself in the smell of the salt air and sounds of the waves.
 
The touch is a tease to me, she is tempting, just being here. I remember my dream of this morning, and long to be closer, impossibly close. It's something we cannot achieve. But we can try.

I lift up on one arm, capturing her jaw with the other, and kiss her greedily, my tongue probes, licking her lips. I'm not really trying to start something, I just want more of her. :heart:
 
Greed begets greed and it is not long before Angel's lips are hot upon yours, tongues frolicking in each other's mouth. Yours.. hers.. it doesnt matter.. in the end it is all the same.

Falling apart the lovers break the kiss.. to all things their own and this time is for separate bodies. nonetheless... arms wrap arms.. legs scissor legs and we find ourselves pulled into our very own constellation.
 
It is a melding of sorts, and it will have to satisfy me. We lay together, entwined. It is perfect contentment, just what we both need.
 
Wolfling comes strolling along the beach, holding a pair of Nike Air's, her jeans rolled up to just beneath her knees. There is a quiet cove, a place where a natural rock outcropping cuts the breeze. She heads that way and sinks into cool sand. Her eyes watch the incoming waves, her mind is clear.
 
*takes a seat, pondering many things, including potentially putting a brand new PSP on layaway at Kmart*
 
*Returns to the Outlook, holding a small trinket. A simple tag is tied to it with a bit of blue string. It reads: "For Thyri, from a friend." He sets it on the bar top, knowing no one will take it but it's intended recipient, then settles into a seat with a view of the waters below.*

Hello Dragon.
 
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