Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 10:43:50 PM)
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Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 10:44:00 PM)
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Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 10:44:08 PM)
(brb)

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 10:50:28 PM)
(b)

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 10:50:52 PM)
(wb)

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 10:52:28 PM)
*Sam pulls the car out into traffic , appearantly remembering the way his lips still sitting in a half smile as he drives a little faster than he should*

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 10:53:37 PM)
*Moves over next to him and lays her hand on his thigh as she smiles over to him* I like to go fast

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 10:56:32 PM)
*he looks over and grins as he presses his foot down* me too. * the engine hums and he weaves his way through traffic. worst come to worst hed get a ticket...fuck it* I ve missed you

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 10:57:42 PM)
Me too.. *grins as she looks at the road, excitement lighting up her face* I didn't realize how much until I saw you tonight

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:00:55 PM)
*his grin becomes an appreciative smile and he laughs and accelerates further hurtling towards the beach, he slows somewhat as they leave the main roads* Im glad to hear that

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:03:09 PM)
Are you? *her head inclines a bit as she leans in and brushes her lips across his cheek* I am glad to hear -that- *chuckles softly as she leans back again snuggling next to him*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:05:47 PM)
*he takes the corner by the tree he rememberred from last time a little fast and let the car slide around it chuckling to himself as he does Pulling into the clearing shortly he cranks the whell to the side and lets the car skid to a sideways stop in a cloud of dust* That was fun

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:06:32 PM)
*laughs* Ohh yes.. I didn't know you were such a daredevil! *She grins at him*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:09:37 PM)
*he grins*correct usually more just devil. Tonight though I am feeling daring* he opens his door as the dust settles. he pops the trunk and takes out a blanket , then opens her door for her*

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:11:06 PM)
*Removes her shoes and leaves them in the car..emerging from his car.. her eyes locked on the full moon*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:13:17 PM)
*he looks her over washed in the moonlight as he slips his shoes off and tosses them on the roof of the car* come on *he heads towards the dunes looking over his shouler expectantly*

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:16:20 PM)
*She follows, sishing she had not wrn such a tight little dress. she hikes it up around her upper thighs and jogs to catch up with him*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:22:19 PM)
*as she closes to within a few steps of him, his mortal form falls away like dust to the ground, with each step he seems to grow taller, more statuesque. he radiates golden light and unfurls snow white wings. His movements graceful and executed with a regal poise,eyes the colour of starlight turn to her again and the majestic creature before her smiles*

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:27:16 PM)
*She stops gazing at him in awe as her mortal form melts away..Her sweet countenance radiates a soft ethereal light. Dark hair lightens until it sparkles with silvery highlights, lengthening, falling into golden curls ending in a profusion of tender green tendrils entwined with hyacinth, cosmos and cornflowers that fall and cover her lush and honey-soft breasts.

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:27:35 PM)
Voluminous, iridescent wings unfurl in one graceful motion, emanating beams of pure luminescent light.

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:28:57 PM)
Dazzling blue eyes blaze and transform to a glistening forest green. Soft skin shimmers as a sumptuous buff colored velvet covers her seductive, enticing body.

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:29:53 PM)
Spring's brightly colored flowers burgeon and cascade around her form and over her limbs trailing down her long, alluring legs which end in comely cloven hooves. *

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:30:19 PM)
*his smile does not falter*Namurabi Ur-Vash they lied to me when they told me those of the first house were the most radiant *his voice is calm placid...harmonious. His starlight eyes shine bright silver* for I stand a shadow to your beauty

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:32:33 PM)
And I, a mere after thought, to your majesty and beauty Amelnakru'apsu *her green eyes alight with an inner fire*

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:35:20 PM)
*She is drawn to him as she is drawn to the stars in the night sky, she reache out to touch his glorious face, growing intoxicated on his beauty**

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:36:47 PM)
*the light that dances across his skin brightens its golden shimmer, if it were possible for a form to be more prideful than his was already then her comment would have brought it out, and as her hand touches him his golden glow seems to flare up instead of shimmering it has a slow rythmic pulse*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:40:35 PM)
*starlight eyes seem to gaze down at her though his stature is unchanged his bearing is that of a giant, his wings curl in around them as he draws her in towards him *

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:42:18 PM)
Ahhhhh *she nearly swoons as his heat infuses with her hand.. her eyes lockto his and her soft wings fold closer around them, making way for his *

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:46:58 PM)
*His embrace is gentle and infused with warmth it basks her in light. he is slow to release her* we came to show you something didnt we.....shall we have a fire?

Peyton Broussard (Nov 10, 2011 11:50:52 PM)
*Her enticing smile generates a flood of desire..* please, yes a fire... *she cannot keep her eyes from him*

Samuel Quentin (Nov 10, 2011 11:56:10 PM)
* he keeps his unreadable strafire eyes on hers and he raises a hand open palm towards a large piece of drift wood* Let there be light *he said with just a hint of humour his remaining arm still slung around her.There is a rush of heat in him and she can feel the faith coursing through him as a beam of furious white hot light leaps to the beachlog with a loud searing, tearing sound. It leaves a large blasted area on the log which burns happily, its light seeming pale to that which had started it and that which danced around them*