Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 4:12:33 PM)
(This user has entered {??} Blackston Estate *DtF*) (IP = 97.104.234.221)

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 5:31:49 PM)
(This user has entered {??} Blackston Estate *DtF*) (IP = 88.69.204.214)

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 5:31:56 PM)
(you here)

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 5:45:43 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:21:28 PM)
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Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:24:06 PM)
(This user has entered {??} Blackston Estate *DtF*) (IP = 88.69.204.214)

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:26:24 PM)
The ladder to the attic is still dropped down as Isabella's voice echoes through the large farm house, singing one of the songs that she used to perform at the House of Blues. The scents of lemon Pledge and raspberry candles float along the light movements of air, mingling with her voice.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:33:18 PM)
(roll perception awareness)

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:34:20 PM)
Footsteps lightly thunk against wood as she climbs the stairs to the second floor, her singing trailing off on a lilting note. As she passes the window of her bedroom, she can be seen clad in a shortsleeved smock dress with white embroidery around the plunging v-neck that's laced up with a white cord. Her legs, what you can see of them, are bare.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:34:37 PM)
((nope))

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:34:58 PM)
08/10/11 22:34:33 Alex Browning rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to Portals 3: 2, 5, 5, 3, 5, 7 : 1 successes

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:35:27 PM)
(roll perception plus alertness)

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:35:58 PM)
((1suxx))

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:36:22 PM)
(out of the corner of your eye you think you saw something moving in the window of Dante's trailor for just a moment)

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:37:25 PM)
Pausing at the window, she lightly moves the wispy drapes out of the way and leans forward, watching the trailor carefully. ~~Yakreshin...~~ Her voice whispers on the wind itself.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:38:06 PM)
*Moments later Alex glances out of the window and up to hers*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:42:15 PM)
Even from the distance, he can see her smile. She disappears, only to reappear moments later, still wearing the smocked dress and a pair of white ballet flats, at the front door. Stepping to the edge of the porch, she watches his trailor.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:44:45 PM)
*Inside the Trailer, Dante pulls out a flash stick from his old computer and puts it in his pocket.... he then glances at the security screens for a moment before finally nodding and exiting the trailor walking down the path towards the estate house*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:47:34 PM)
She stays on the top of the porch steps, watching him carefully when he comes back into view. Her arms are nonchalantly crossed over her chest as she leans a shoulder against the first pillar that holds the roof of the porch up, her hair pinned away from her face, but falling in ebony waves down her back.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:49:36 PM)
*as he approaches the estate house, a wide grin spreads across his face* Good to see you again princess *glances around* Now I know why Dante enjoyed being here... it's so quiet... private... *leans up and gives her a quick kiss*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:50:46 PM)
She smiles, her cheek bunching against his lips, and leans towards him before pushing away from the pillar. "You know, you are welcome here at any time. This place was yours before it was mine. And the privacy is great, but it does get a little lonely here..."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:52:25 PM)
*nods and scratches his cheek* I've always been ok on my own... but I understand you... being with someone else *smiles graceously* is better than OK it's... *cocks his head to the side trying to find the right word* comforting.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:53:38 PM)
She grins at him for a moment before canting her head to the side to indicate he should follow her in. "With you, it is more than merely 'comforting', but I understand the sentiment. I have sweet tea made... would you like some?"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 6:55:23 PM)
Sounds good *there are black circles under his eyes* Listen I want to talk to you about something pretty important... once we're inside and settled ofcourse *he follows her in trying hard not to look at her ass*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 6:59:37 PM)
She strolls inside, flipping her shoes off just inside the door, and pads barefoot over to where she has set up the couch, loveseat and chair like she had it at the apartment, but much more spread out. Without looking over her shoulder, she pours the tea and murmurs, a cheeky grin in her voice. "Haven't I told you about staring at my backside...."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:01:03 PM)
*shrugs and gives a chuckle* My apologies... I can't help myself *seats himself* looks like you got a good start on decorating *glances around before taking the proffered glass of tea*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:01:51 PM)
She turns and settles down into her chair, tucking one leg up underneath her. Sipping on her own glass of tea, she smiles at him. "You said you needed to talk to me?"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:05:21 PM)
*furrows his brows and glances into her eyes... the dark circles under them more evident* Listen... you once mentioned that if I ever needed you to back me you would... we've fought alongside each other in combat against the earthbound *nods approvingly* You are skilled in both stealth and combat. *cocks his head to one side* How are you with mobility?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:08:14 PM)
She smiles faintly at him. "Do you so easily forget? I can move through the shadowlands, and can fly through the air." She looks at him curiously for a moment, a decision flashing across her expressive eyes. "Would you like to go there?"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:09:45 PM)
*cocks an eyebrow* You play with a fiends emotions... you know we are a curious lot *chuckles* Ofcourse I would love to experience that... but I have questions about it... can you enter the shadowlands in one location and come out in another... and how long would it take you?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:10:53 PM)
She shrugs. "It depends on how far apart the two places are. William and I spoke and it seems that it only takes him an hour and a half to get from here to Tahiti in the shadowlands. But he is better at travel than I am."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:11:22 PM)
How about across town? *his questions becoming more specific*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:12:17 PM)
She looked at him curiously for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Sure, I could do that, easily."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:14:39 PM)
I can only relate your lore to my own use of portals... *bites his lip as he reveals more information that he has ever done before* In my case travel is instantaneous... but I must know my destination and it must be a similar portal... *glances at her* yours involves time obviously... but need you know the destination beforehand? or do you home in on an object.... or is it like just traveling normally?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:17:28 PM)
"I... I would need to know where I am going, so I know where to come out. It does take time, sure, but there is more to it than that. Travelling in the shadowlands means that I travel with the spirits that are caught in-between. Many of them know me, and will want to speak with me if I show up. If I go there with a destination in mind, I suppose I could travel with my wings to get there faster, and bypass much of the congestion..." She breaks off and shakes her head. "It would be so much easier if I could just remember how to show you!"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:21:04 PM)
*furrows brows* Sometimes remembering isn't so very good *indicates his darkened eyes* I drink coffee because I'm afraid to sleep. I'm afraid to sleep because I frequently have nightmares and flashbacks. The only positive that comes with these dreams and flashbacks are that I remember how I used to be.... what I could do... *glances around* before all this. *gives a heavy sigh and places his elbows on his knees*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:22:22 PM)
She unfolds herself and goes over to sit beside him on the couch, wrapping her arm lightly around his back. "That night, on the beach... it wasn't just a one-time thing... Do you know how to get rid of them?"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:25:56 PM)
*shakes head* It's not like I could go to a psychologist... they'd put me in a ward... Imagine saying yeah i have these nightmares where I just assassinated an archangel... and oh I was just chased through a portal by a host of angry demons *sighs* Anyway the point of all this is that in the event that I invoke your name... I need you to rush to my aid... I just wanna make sure you can get there quickly

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:26:31 PM)
I can get there quickly enough... it may take a moment or two, but I can get there quickly

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:29:39 PM)
She looks at him worriedly for a few moments, leaning back some. "Alex... Yakreshin... you are not asking these just for idle questions. What's going on?"

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:32:36 PM)
*licks his lips a bit* OK... but don't try to talk me out of this... *takes a long swig of the tea* I'm ransacking the Hatian Mafia Queen's lair in a couple days.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:33:39 PM)
She watches him, face carefully blank, before a slow blink. Sighing softly, she nods. "Okay. So do you want me to meet you there for backup, but hang back... just in case? That seems to be the easiest thing to do."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:37:01 PM)
*nods* I don't want to put you in danger... and though I am POSITIVE you could handle yourself in a fight... I'm trying to avoid one... my skills in stealth and mobility are MY expertise... *pauses* If things get crazy though I may call for some backup... that ok with you?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:39:02 PM)
"I put myself in danger everytime I cross over. It is a danger I am comfortable with, and one that I would gladly suffer a hundred times over, if it meant that you are safe and well." She glances off to the side, her eyes travelling into the distant past. "Mateo and I know some tricks that will be helpful with storming a compound. We just finished with one earlier this year."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:41:39 PM)
*chuckles* And I know a few tricks myself. *begins a bit of boasting* For instance I know that in 3 days at Annette DeLaCroix house... her personal guard is going to fall asleep at 11:23 PM... while she is also out of the house... I also know that at this very moment her security camera is on the fritz.... that is why i chose this moment to search her premises.... but patterns are a fickle thing... if you fuck with them too much things change... and that's why i want some security with you

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:43:22 PM)
"So, essentially, I'm your way to give the perverbial middle finger to the Fates..." She quirks a grin at him and crawls onto the back of the couch behind him, balancing with her knees on opposite side of his shoulders. Her hands rest on his shoulders for a moment before she begins kneading carefully. "I can live with that."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:45:46 PM)
*sighs as he leans forward letting her massage him a bit* Damn Isabella... I'm always so damn tired... and stressed. *lifts his head up* You make me calm and... less paranoid *gives her a winning smile* Speaking of paranoid... I still haven't heard from my little friends who I'm sure are after me... either I am very lucky... very good... or they are waiting for the right moment.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:47:15 PM)
*chuckles* Or perhaps it's because I'm very lucky and very good... and they are waiting for me to slip up so they can make a move

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:48:00 PM)
"Her thumbs travel up to his neck, kneading in small circles that press hard up to the base of his spine before moving down to the small curve of the spine at the base of his neck, fingers kneading his deltoid muscles while her thumbs knead the knot there. "You need to relax and try to sleep. I'm sure, if we get you properly relaxed, you won't have any nightmares." She says it almost aggressively, as if willing herself to believe it.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:53:34 PM)
*nods* Usually after a long *groans for a moment in a mix of pleasure and pain* night... I'm ok the next day *pauses* Random thought... have you found a new job yet?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:55:06 PM)
She smiles and moves one hand to push his head forward, arching his neck and putting his chin in his chest before returning her hands to his muscles, working on what she can reach of his upper back, her thumbs moving in little circles down his spine, then back up again. "Yes, but I don't know when I will start. maybe in a week or so."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:56:15 PM)
*nods and leans forward a bit more* Where you working at?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:56:51 PM)
Isabella's phone buzzes on the lamp table beside the couch, but she ignores it for a moment. "Jack is having me set up a tent in the French Market to sell jewelry."

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 7:58:26 PM)
The phone buzzes again, dancing across the woodwork, and she sighs. "Hold on, /mi amor/. I need to look at this." Leaning over, she snags the phone, then leans back behind him, keeping her legs around his shoulders to where she can resume the massage in a minute. Taptaptapping on the phone for a few minutes before she drops it onto the couch cushion beside him, then she wraps her fingers around his shoulder muscles again, with renewed energy.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 7:59:58 PM)
I like Jack *pauses* but he's too trusting of others *watches her grab the phone* He told me he knows Annette and that she's good people *quirks an eyebrow* I'm not so certain... I mean i'm not out ot kill her or anything... I just want dirt on her. *pauses* Who was that on the phone?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:01:37 PM)
She shakes her head, her hair tickling the back of his neck as she reaches around to start to unbutton his shirt. "London. I did not tell her who you were, or that you were still here. I just told her I was having a business meeting and that I would talk to her later." The first couple of buttons release and she tugs on his shirt to get to the next ones. "I will never reveal your secrets, never betray your trust, never break my word to you."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:03:01 PM)
*nods solomnly* I trust you above all others... I feel the same *nods* but it would do us good to meet in a public place and *ponders* become friends

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:07:01 PM)
She finishes unbuttoning his shirt and rubs her hands over his bared chest before returning to his shoulders, now able to reach the bare skin. The air around the two of them starts to smell of patchouli and sandalwood, and she starts to sing softly and under her breath.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:15:45 PM)
*Alex smells a familiar smell* I swear I've smelled the same smell before *groans a bit* You got any massage lotion? Perhaps I could get a *grins* full body massage on the bed?

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:16:49 PM)
She shakes her head before realising he can't see her. "I don't think I have any lotion, but we can always head upstairs to look."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:20:05 PM)
*nods and begins to stand* Honestly... I've never had a massage... and besides the pleasure it brings me having your hands touch my naked skin *grins* it is actually quite relaxing *pauses* Thank you *puts a hand on her shoulder gazing into her eyes* For everything *leans in and gives her the most tender and sincere kiss ever* C'mon let's go upstairs.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:28:20 PM)
She leans into his kiss with a soft moan, then lets her hand travel down his arm to lace her fingers in with his, climbing off the couch to stand in front of him, a shy smile on her lips. Turning, she leads him over to the stairs and begins to climb them backwards, watching his face carefully. "I should be thanking you. You have shown me a part of life that I never knew existed. You have given me a second chance, to remember what love truly is." She stops on the step above him and smiles into his face before leaning closer and pressing her lips to his, her hands travelling down his chest to the planes of his stomach before sliding around to knead the muscles in the small of his back. Still with her lips caressing his, she whispers. "Let's get you relaxed."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:33:56 PM)
*makes his way up the stairs, his feet dragging a bit as he is exhausted but a curious grin is on his face as he watches her shapley legs make their way up the stairs... one arriving in the room* So how's this massage thing supposed to work? You want me on my back on my stomach *smiles* Like how I taught you before... this is something I know nothing about.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:36:55 PM)
"Well, from what I have found online, you would do better to lay down on your stomach, but you can keep your underclothes on, if you wish..." She eyes him over her shoulder as she walks into the room and over to the bedside table, opening a drawer. "Not that you need to..." Rummaging around, she holds up a small bottle of oil, smiling. "Not lotion, but I'm sure it'll work just as well." She turns away and closes the drawer back, setting the bottle down on the table.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:39:21 PM)
*Alex slowly... not out of sexiness... but mere tiredness... removes his clothing... all of it* I'm not embarrassed. You've seen me before *grins and gets ready to lay down on the bed before he sees the oil* You got a towel or something... I don't want that oil getting on your sheets *raises an eyebrow

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:41:20 PM)
She turns to face him, then slowly gathers the hem of her dress and draws it over her head, revealing a plain white pair of panties covering herself. Reaching down to a basket near the closet, she produces a large blue fluffy towel and hands it to him. "Go ahead and get settled."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:43:53 PM)
*Alex lays out the towel on the bed then lays down on it... his head in the pillow... yawning just a bit... the muscles in his back and neck are tight* Ready sweetheart.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:46:05 PM)
She drops the dress onto the floor and climbs onto the bed, straddling his butt with the bottle of oil in hand. Drizzling a little bit of it into the small of his back, she begins there, her hands spreading the liquid around before starting to slowly work out the muscles, kneading them carefully to get them starting to relax, then more aggressively when she feels them start to give. The air around them begins to move, probably from the open window, and that same scent tickles his nostrils.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:47:41 PM)
08/11/11 00:47:29 Alex Browning rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to Per Aware: 6, 7, 9, 10, 8, 5 : 5 successes

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:50:14 PM)
*Alex sniffs the scent again then slowly turns his head to the side glimpsing then his eyes widen as he sees Isabella with wings... he is only shocked for a mere moment before he grins* So now I see what was smelling so nice.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 8:53:41 PM)
She grins down at him, working on a particularly tense spot with both hands, her wings continuing to fan the air around them to keep them both cool in the muggy summer night. "You are the only one I am able to be myself with. I don't have to hide anything from you." Her eyes spark with inner fire, turning the greens to blazing emeralds as feathers drift down to the sheets. One lands near his side and she picks it up, leaning forward to lay the raven piece beside his hand with a smile. "I want to show you what I see." Her eyes dart around the room, pausing in a couple of corners before returning to his face. "They are happy we're here. Dante is there, and he's got this huge grin on his face..."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:55:28 PM)
(now that is freaky)

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 8:57:17 PM)
*ever the fiend, he is curious as to her abilities... startled a bit... but curious* You have unusual talents, mi amor, unusual but very... very interesting *his face goes back to the pillow as she hits a certain spot that had been very tense*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:00:24 PM)
"I can see the dead. If they linger in an area, I can see them, talk to them, communicate for them." She leans forward, putting more pressure on his back with her hands, and is rewarded with the spine crackles a little under her palms. Moving upward, one hand-width at a time, she walks up his spine and carefully realigns it.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:02:17 PM)
*groans a bit* That feels damn good *the voice is muffled by the pillow*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:04:22 PM)
When she reaches his middle back, between his shoulderblades, she has him inhale deeply, and when he exhales, she presses hard on his spine, the popping and crackling travelling up to the base of his skull. She does this all the way back up to his neck before stopping and reaching for more oil. Thus lubricated, she returns to working on the muscles surrounding the spine, working the knots out before soothing the area by pushing her hands away from the spine, her fingers wrapped around his sides. She pays extra attention to the muscles at the back of his ribcage.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:09:24 PM)
*Alex's back finally feeling less stressed groans in pleasure as her hands slide and push* Damn Isabella... you are really good at this.

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:12:47 PM)
She pauses just long enough to lean forward and press a kiss to the back of his neck, her wings folding down to cover the two of them for a moment before she leans back, taking her wings with her, and begins to work on the sensative muscles of his shoulderblades. "I read a lot... and wanted to do this for you for a long time. You looked so stressed, so worried. And everything I saw said that massage was great for stress." Scooting forward, she sits in the small of his back, balancing on her knees, in order to reach his shoulders again.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:14:33 PM)
*As he feels her shifting on his body... he cant help but feel an urge in his groin, he tries to relax and get the benefit of a full body massage*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:16:44 PM)
The air slowly stops moving around the two of them as the night air starts to cool off even further, but the scent of patchouli and sandalwood still lingers like a flavor on the tongue. Her hands reach up to his head, shaved smoothe, and she starts on a scalp massage, lightly moving the muscles under the skin around until she is able to feel the tension melting away underneath her hands.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:17:43 PM)
*Alex's breathing becomes slower and deeper... he's not asleep... just very relaxed*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:20:45 PM)
Moving to his side, she gently straightens out one arm and dribbles more oil into it before working over the bicep, with squeezing and kneading motions, working down towards the elbow, then to the hand. A drop of oil goes into his palm and she pays very close attention to each individual finger, kissing the tip of them before smoothing the oil over the knuckles.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:21:33 PM)
(she would notice very old scars on his knuckles... he was likely an amateur boxer or street brawler)

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:23:54 PM)
Tracing her fingers over the scars, she keeps silent, not wanting to break the spell of his relaxation. Once she finishes the fingers, she wraps her hand around the wrist for leverage and carefully pops each knuckle, realigning the joints. When she gets to the thumb, she holds on at the pad of the thumb and tugs on it, and is rewarded when the joint low in the hand responds. Finished with that hand, she crawls over his body and starts at the shoulder joint of the other arm.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:27:11 PM)
*as she crawls over his body towards his other arm... he feels her hair on his back and moans slightly as his member seems to have a mind of its own and goes from flacid to semi erect*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:28:57 PM)
She drags the bottle of oil over and drizzles more onto his other arm, then begins the same squeezing/kneading motion as before, working slowly from his bicep to his elbow to his lower arm and wrist, almost like she's pulling and pushing the tension down to his hand.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:29:46 PM)
*Alex finally breaks his silence* This is a definate improvement... over a psychologist *leans back into the pillow*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:32:48 PM)
She chuckles softly. "Isabella Perez, therapist. Somehow, I don't think that would work out too well." She reaches his fingers and again, drop to the palm before she starts to work on each individual finger, realigning the knuckles carefully by bracing one hand against the wrist.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:34:14 PM)
*As alex feels slightly drowsy... he panicks for just a moment in trepidition of the possible nightmares to come with the overdue slumber... he makes himself relax*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:36:34 PM)
She finishes the massage with a gently smoothing of her hands down each arm, then down his back to his waist before sitting down on the bed beside him, watching him carefully. "Sleep, /mi amor/. I will be here for you, always."

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:39:07 PM)
*Alex rolls over slowly like a lethargic caveman and through half open eyes smiles at her... leans up towards her and steals a quick kiss as his hand caresses her face... then nearly immediately he lays down on his back yawning then closing his eyes... his semi erect penis visible for the world to see as he sprawls out on the bed and closes his eyes*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:40:53 PM)
Laying down beside him, she curls against his side and, using her toes, tugs a light blanket up to cover them both. Snuggling against his side, she lightly caresses his jaw, then lays down, pillowing her head on her own arm and watching his face as he drifts off to sleep.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:41:51 PM)
*As of right now, his eyes are still... REM sleep not begun yet... the physical need for sleep overwhelming*

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:45:17 PM)
08/11/11 01:45:01 Alex Browning rolls 1 dice vs. diff of 8 to Nightmare Roll: 8 : 1 successes

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:47:30 PM)
*The first rays of the early morning sunlight crest over the edge windowsill, Alex is still asleep... one arm somehow managed to end up curling Isabella into his chest in the middle of the night. With all mornings, he has morning wood. His face is VERY peaceful and the dark spots below his eyes are gone*

Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 9:49:48 PM)
She snores softly, having finally succumbed to sleep sometime in the night, and is curled against his body, one leg tucked up and resting on his hip, her lashes fanned out across her cheeks like lace. Forgetting to braid her hair the night before means the curls are a messy tangle, spread out behind her like the wings she had last night.

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:51:54 PM)
*As the light finally makes it's way to the bed and Alexes face... he gives a big yawn and begins to stretch when through his crusty eyes he peers at Isabella sleeping, her disheveled hair making her looks even more a natural beauty... he simply stares at her for a few moments watching the rise and fall of her chest before finally laying back down to get a couple more minutes of rest*

Alex Browning (Aug 10, 2011 9:53:29 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Aug 10, 2011 10:14:34 PM)
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