Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:28:58 PM)
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Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 10:29:27 PM)
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Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 10:33:40 PM)
*When the meeting had not happened Josh had dropped of Rylie at the Salon. He had then spent some time back at his haven changing out of the dam suit. He actually did not hate suits but they were not his first choice of garments. As he was doing that he got a text from Tinley and that made him smile as he had indeed already decided her nights as a “straight” were numbered. In fact Madeleine had already even inquired about having her do some work for her dance studio. Josh had changed into more comfortable Dockers and a button down the former in black and the later in light blue and made his way there. He hopped he was not overdressed but the lady had said she was wearing white after all. After arriving he parked and then made his way into the facility.*

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:40:13 PM)
In the marshey beginning of the Bayou, there was a dock that had a high light fixture that sent a pale yellowish halo onto the wooden structure. There she was, standing near a wooden boat that was docked, she wore a white tank top, white slacks and brown sandals. Her hair was a mess of bedhead style curls that seemed to cling to her cheeks...She looked almost ethereal, all in white halo'd by the light of the boat launch. She was waiting, and patiently as that, her scent in the air was signature..it was an elusive scent of flowers, undernoted with a woodsy hint...Green eyes flickered to her phone as she read her texts.

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:42:35 PM)
She smirked at the text and deftly texted back. She was after all a woman and a lady, he could come to her.

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 10:46:17 PM)
*After exchanging a few texts with the lady he knew where to find her and he locked up his car and headed toward the dock. He felt terribly over dressed as he saw how rustic it was but then he spotted the lady in white and felt a bit better about his choice of attire. Soon he wandered up and onto the dock with his hands thrust into the pockets of his Dockers the wooden slatted structure swayed on the water and its floats as his weight moved across it. He did not say anything at all he just walked right up to Tinley and slid his arms around her waist because well the mortal had wanted him to be more assertive* good evening *he then leaned in and gave her a very deep and sensual kiss before she even had a chance to respond to his greeting.*

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:51:24 PM)
Suprise flitted her features...she had not expected such a forward advance, and memories of their dinner flooded her thoughts, how he had slammed her on the table and kissed her. Green eyes fluttered closed and her hands found themselves sliding up his jaw on either side and tangling into his hair as she relaxed into his greeting and returned with a push of her curves into him. She stepped back and grabbed his hand pulling him towards the boat. She put on a heavy Cajun accent and squeezed his hand. "Take me out on de Bayou, you can show me how to find dem gators..." She winked and said smoothly.. "I thought you might like this, we can practice find the best spot on the Preservation to hold the auction....I thought making the guests get on a boat and travel from the main party to your artwork displayed in a seperate location would be a nice little catch that people won't forget.."

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:51:47 PM)
whoa delete practice altogether.. ))

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:51:59 PM)
have no idea where that came from!!! LOL ))

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 10:52:24 PM)
[Mind of your own fingers?]

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 10:52:35 PM)
(( hah.. yes indeed! ))

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 10:59:36 PM)
*He smiled and let her lead him toward the boat* not a bad idea though I suspect it will be hard to find a place in the bayou that has high enough and dry enough ground for such a display. After all they do call them swamps for good reason. *When they got to the boat he held her hand to balance her while she stepped in* make sure you step in the middle or it might tip and then we are both going for a swim. *He smirked* of course neither of us are exactly dressed in swamp crawling attire as it is we will probably ruin everything we have on. *After giving her time to get in he stepped in the boat as well clearly having had practice in such crafts as he settled in the center seat behind the oars that were locked in the oar locks.* Oh I might have scared you up another customer a Ms. Durant or her assistant Mr. Braxten should be getting a hold of you. She has a dance studio she is interested in promoting and she would love to hear what you can do for her.

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 11:04:57 PM)
She blinked, it was her job to promote him, and here he was promoting her before he had even seen what she was capable of. She blushed hotly, cheeks pinkening. Her voice was business.. "Ofcourse, I shall be happy to take on more clients..." And she climbed in as he directed, seating herself across from him she watched as he rowed. "I was hoping we'd come across some abandoned fishing shack or old building built up on stilts?" She mentioned.. "This park is 23,000 acres...."

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 11:14:59 PM)
*He manned the oars facing backward toward her and planted his feet in the bottom of the boat as he pulled on them. The oar locks squeaked with a fingernails down a chalk board sound with each stroke. He would just pull with one of them when he wanted to turn. As they moved away from the light shapes became indistinct and it was hard to see in just the moonlight on the water but her white garments seemed to glow.* Probably could find one of those things of course finding one in good shape might be hard. I get what you mean though about promoting the rustic feel. If we cannot find something close can always have a floating dock pulled out I would think. *He gave her a grin* don’t get out in the sticks much do you? *He of course did not get tired but he soon shipped the oars and let the boat drift a bit as if he was. They were away from the light now and they could hear many frogs and even gators croaking in the darkness.*

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 11:20:15 PM)
She tilted her head and shook it in the negative. "No, I don't get out in the sticks.....not for a long time anyways.." She grinned then and folded her hands thinking over his idea... "That probably would be more appropriate, stead of bringing everyone into a rickety old shack on the water...horror movie style.." She laughed then and rested her elbows on her knees holding her face in her palms as she listened to the sounds of Louisiana....this was home to her.....regardless of the silver spoon she'd been born with, it had been removed and she remembered coming here with Jimmi when he wanted to fish.. "I used to date a guy who liked to fish.... I've been on a bayou more than once...but its been awhile.."

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 11:25:51 PM)
You are gonna ruin all that while *he smiled and watched her leaning forward on his elbows as well.* Something you might think about in the whole sticks theme as well is to maybe rent a party barge of the like to take folks out to the area. Or a john boat at least because while the whole wooden boat and such is romantic wood boats leak as you will note from the little bit of water at our feet and they tend to be tipsy. Not to mention no one has used wood since like the 60s so the pickins on finding them is slim. *He then reached out with a single index finger and hooked his cool flesh under her chin and made a come hither motion* but I do seem to recall at dinner you were telling me how to look after things by among others always take what is offered.

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 11:34:33 PM)
She nodded, her eyes were the color of green soda bottles, clear jade green like the glass they flickered as she remembered the other evening. Goosebumps raised on her arms, and she broke her gaze with him to glance down at the little puddles. Her voice caught in her throat and she didn't deny her own words as he brought her closer with his fingertip. Her face was mere inches as she leaned forward the movement rocking the boat slightly. "You should always take what is offered... words to live and die by.." She whispered.

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 11:40:09 PM)
Ah but let’s see if you live by them *there was a hint of something in his dark eyes in the darkness as they fixed on hers that were the same color as fresh mowed hay. And for a bit she like as not got the impression she as dealing with something way over her head but then like quicksilver it was gone and could not be named. Still holding her with just his fingertip he let a fang slip out to split his inner cheek. Waiting a moment as his thick vitae filled his mouth he covered by starring into her eyes and then he pressed his lips to hers in a full kiss as his hand slid back behind her head and he kept her in place. Parting his lips against hers as he let a small flood of the very intoxicating and addictive blood of the immortals pass across her full lips.*

Tinley Ashcott (Aug 20, 2011 11:49:04 PM)
There was fear in her eyes, trepidation as she watched his gaze...as he kissed her it melted away, until she tasted what was between their kiss, thick and cold brackish and mettalic, the vitae that slid in her mouth and down her throat as she struggled to understand what had happened... had she accidentally bitten him...what was that taste, and why...why did it taste bad and good all at once...a soft moan escaped her and she slid across the boat towards him, knees hitting the brackish dirty water that gathered at the bottom hands buried in his hair as she kissed him. It tipped side to side as she moved and she didn't care if it flipped so long as they continued to kiss. She was breaking rules... she never ever got involved with her clients, but something about him had charmed her.

Josh Perdrew (Aug 20, 2011 11:55:10 PM)
*He smiled into the kiss as she moved toward him rocking the boat and responding with absolute hunger. His arms slid around her and he pulled her feminine curves tight to his lithe but clearly male form. His legs parted as he remained on the seat with her on her knees before him staining those pretty while clothes just like he told her she would. The poor girl was in over her head and he loved it because he desperately needed a companion that could walk in the sun yet be his confidant and he had chosen her and she was accepting even if she did not realize it. He pressed his lips firmly to her feeding her deeply of his essence likely more than he should but he kept it flowing as he figured he could take some back if he desired at this point. His legs lightly laced around her body and his fingers buried in that mop of blonde hair and like as not Tinley was feeling the stirring of something dark and hungry in her soul and it felt….wonderful.*