Alyssa Lockway (Jan 13, 2011 10:06:07 PM)
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Elyse Benson (Jan 13, 2011 10:52:23 PM)
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Elyse Benson (Jan 13, 2011 10:52:35 PM)
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Alyssa Lockway (Jan 13, 2011 10:54:01 PM)
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Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:17:21 PM)
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Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:19:31 PM)
*It takes him hours of work to hunt down Alyssa's home.. she's been careful and clever and hidden from him, scenting the air searching quitely with a thoughtful look*

Alyssa Lockway (Jan 13, 2011 11:29:03 PM)
*When he gets to her door the indy rock girl swings it open suddenly, rolling her eyes hard, as she expects it to be the delivery boy with her pizza, shoving $20s at him. Looking up…to see his face she suddenly sees it is not the pizza delivery boy. Not at all, dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a white tank top she took steps back* oh boy…

Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:30:35 PM)
Good evening, Miss Lockway.. I thought about sneeking inside but turnabout would be a little odd in this case.. *He take sa deep breath, catching the cherryblossem scent and gazeing down to Alyssa as she holds out the money, then stepping into her, reaching out to take a firm touch on her, hand slideing around her and pulling her into him as he leans down to kiss Alyssa's hair*

Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:31:03 PM)
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Alyssa Lockway (Jan 13, 2011 11:34:47 PM)
*He was kissing her hair and making her fall for him again. But she could not be doing that. Not now...she was trying hard to let him go. It was what he wanted. Oh but she just fell into his arms, resting quitely for a few moments. That was until her thoughts went to the shrine room. That was when she knew she had to act. The damn door was standing wide open he could not see that. Faking anger she did her damndest to push away from storming down the hallway headed for the shrineroom, she had to get that door closed*

Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:38:19 PM)
*The anger suprises him and he traps her a moment in her wrath.. of faux-wrath. Clear pleasure at her gentle struggle he makes a low sound of pleasure and leans in closer to kiss the back of her neck, to gently bite before he lets her pull away and manages a single aplogetic mrumer* Sorry.. your very pretty when your mad, it's a rare look on you.. *Luckly her attention falls on Alyssa's hips rather then the door she closes, walking slowly after her and calling the door to inside* I wanted to see you.. aplogize and make things right between us.

Alyssa Lockway (Jan 13, 2011 11:48:03 PM)
*There was a wild buck that she gave when he kissed her neck. She suddenly did not want to get away, but it as going to happen any way. She second he applogized she zipped over to the door, locking it pulling it closed behind her body, only to brush her hair away from her face. Lightly her hand rested on his shoulder, pulling him and his attention away from the shrineroom. Her townhome was not too bad. it was very genric, nothing much too it. Movies furneture...pretty standard* What do you mean make it right?

Wilhelm Faust (Jan 13, 2011 11:51:39 PM)
That's where my plan.. fails a bit. *he admits softly as he walks with her, gazeing down to the young woman and reaching out, strokeing her hair back from her face and galnceing around a moment then back to her, his rough, deep voice soft* How can I make things better between us? *He ask in his feral voice, hand running down her hair, strokeing across her cheek as he licks his lips, watching her expresson*