Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:34:21 PM)
(This user has entered (??) Grand Isle Beach) (IP = 188.97.52.181)
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:34:51 PM)
(oh wait... i'm not dante anymore... so i can't be him unless this is scene resolution)
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:35:11 PM)
((something completely different))
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:35:27 PM)
(ok lead on)
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:37:56 PM)
Isabella strolls along the beach, clad in a pair of blue denim microshorts that bare a lot of leg. Her torso is bare, and she is wearing her bikini top. She stops at an old campsite and peels her shorts off, revealing her bikini bottoms, and leaves them away from the surf line as she walks over to the frothing waters that march like a phalanx of soldiers. Dipping a toe into the water to test it, she finally wades further in, stopping when the water hits her knees, and just stands there, staring out at the setting sun.
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:41:21 PM)
*Seated in his black sedan parked just off the beach, Alex finishes rereading the small leatherbound book. He gazes out the front of the car and into the sunset over the beach pondering*
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:47:06 PM)
Ripping her hair tie out of her hair and securing it around her wrists, she shakes the long ebony waves free before running as much as she can against the waves. When the water hits her hips, she stretches her arms over her head and dives down, pending her lithe body almost in half. A wave starts to roll towards the shore where she was just standing, and a few seconds pass before she resurfaces, her hair slicked back from her face and spreading out behind her like an octopus' inky cloud.
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:49:12 PM)
*After a few moments of gazing at the sunset, Alex notices a woman in the waves... from this distance she bears a resemblance to... Alex steps outside of his car, takes off his shoes and socks and slowly pads down the beach toward the woman. He is wearing a custom tailored brown suit with a cream colored shirt, though his jacket is now off and slung over one shoulder as he approaches*
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:49:50 PM)
(He's wearing brown polarized Serengeti shades as well)
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:52:24 PM)
Laying down on the undulating waters, she keeps her eyes closed from the rays of the sun only for a little while, warming her skin. A couple of minutes later, she rolls over and dives back underneath, only to resurface closer to shore, where she stops and treads water, watching the man that just appeared.
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:54:14 PM)
*Alex stands motionless on the beach watching the woman in the water, he stands for a long moment before he gives a nearly inperceptable grin... speaking up* Isabella Perez *cocks an eyebrow underneath his shades*
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:55:49 PM)
She responds with a long blink, reaching her hands back to pull her hair up out of the water, securing it with the rubberband in a sloppy bun before readjusting herself in the water. "Do I know you?"
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 4:57:37 PM)
*Standing where he's at* I assure you ma'am. I mean you no harm. *pauses* I'm just here to ask you a few questions *a gun holster is easily visible on his shoulder from this distance* Mind coming out of the water?
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 4:58:58 PM)
Her eyes drift to the holster, then back up to his face, the blush from the sun paling her features as her eyes show a bit too much white, like a spooked horse. "No, /señor/, I believe I will stay where I am."
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:02:25 PM)
*Alex shrugs* So be it. *Alex glances around to ensure the beach is empty then moves to the waterline... his feet sinking within the wet sand* Miss Perez... you currently reside at Blackston Acres... a property which belonged *stressing the past tense* to one Dante Blackston. Are you aware of his death?
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:04:28 PM)
The last statement hits her like a physical blow, and water droplets roll down her cheeks, though it could just be the beading of water from the ocean. Finally swimming closer to the shore, she stands on the bottom of the ocean in the softly shifting sands, watching him. "What do you know of Dante? Who killed him? I do not care if you are a cop, I will dismember those responsible, one joint at a time."
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:06:38 PM)
08/07/11 21:05:38 Alex Browning rolls 5 dice vs. diff of 6 to Empathy Roll on Isabella: 7, 10, 10, 5, 7 : 4 successes (Was that a true statement regarding your possible revenge?)
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:07:03 PM)
((oh yeah... she's dead damn serious))
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:08:10 PM)
*Alex guages her responds then nods* Kalika... It is I... *long pause* Yakreshin
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:11:38 PM)
A muscle jumps in her jaw for a brief moment longer before the words register in her infuriated mind. Slowly walking out of the surf towards him, the water level falls to her chest, then her hips, her knees and finally her feet, droplets purling down her skin to end up back in the frothing waves at her feet. She steps up close to him and looks into his eyes carefully, hers suspicious until she catches a glimpse of something undefinable in his face. A gasp of air as she staggers back, hand pressed over her mouth before moving. (whisper) "Ohmigod...."
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:14:52 PM)
*Alex's stoic face slowly turns into a bemused grin and he quickly pulls her to him* I'm sorry I had you worried. I had to ensure you were sincere in your words before revealing who I was to you. *he wraps her up into his arms, dropping his jacket to the ground and not caring that the rest of his suit would be drenched*
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:17:14 PM)
Wrapping her arms around him, she buries her face into his shoulder, a shuddering sigh stripped from her throat. (muffled) "I thought they had killed you. I thought you had been forced back to that wretched place and I did not know how to bring you back." Her words trail off into a choked off sob before she hugs him tighter.
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:21:17 PM)
*Holds her head as her face is buried in his shoulder* Sending me to hell isn't that easy, even if the one trying to send me is a Tyrant *pushes her back for a moment to gaze into her eyes* But others will soon come and try to do so again... hence a new body to throw them off my trail *furrows his brows at her* You must promise me that under no circumstances... that you will reveal to anyone that I am... was... Dante. *raises his eyebrows questioningly* Promise?
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:23:42 PM)
he nods, her hands clenching and unclenching against his shoulders. "No one will hear about it from me, not even London and William. I heard whispers on the streets that they had killed you after that whole court thing. I swore, when I heard that, that if they had destroyed you, I would kill every single one of them and devour their essence." Her brow furrows with reproach. "What were you /thinking/ trying for a piece of his true name?"
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:26:57 PM)
*takes her by the hand and points towards his car* There's a lot we need to discuss *glances around* but the people after me may be watching you... if not now... in the near future. I've got a hotel just up the road from here. *pauses* we can talk there.
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:30:34 PM)
She glances around, then spots her own car just a little further away in the parking lot. "Drive seperately. I will not take any chances that you are revealed until I have those /puto/ under my knife."
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:32:09 PM)
*nods* Ramada Inn *pauses* Room 112. *releases her hand* (room hopping same pw)
Alex Browning (Aug 7, 2011 5:32:27 PM)
(This user has moved to Ramada 112) (IP = 188.97.52.181)
Isabella Perez (Aug 7, 2011 5:35:37 PM)
(This user has moved to Ramada 112) (IP = 97.104.234.221)