Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:22:11 AM)
(This user has entered Sinclair Estates) (IP = 76.22.101.216)

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:23:55 AM)
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Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:24:37 AM)
She knocks.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:25:33 AM)
*his estates have been quiet for a few weeks, his staff not being able to disclose his location. Tarra knocks, and he opens the door within moments, dressed in a pair of sweats, a hoody, and a pair of vans. He wore a smile, and stepped out towards her when he opened, wrapping an arm around her as he smiled*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:26:23 AM)
She returns the hug. She doesn't say anything. She's obviously fresh off night shift, still in business casual, her hair tied into a knot.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:27:10 AM)
Come on in. *he smiled to her as he stepped to the side, holding the door open for her*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:28:11 AM)
she steps in. "Your place never changes. It's a sanctuary for me. Something peaceful, all the time."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:29:06 AM)
In a world of so many variables, I prefer something familiar. *he closed the door and followed her in, walking up behind her, he wrpaped his arms around her waist, kissing her cheek* Good company helps too.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:29:59 AM)
she takes the opportunity to just be held for a moment before revealing the reason for her visit. it takes her a moment as she doesn't want to let go.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:30:58 AM)
*his arms would resist a little bit if she tries to pull away, but wouldn't let go. He'd start to walk into the lounge, heading towards the bar to make a few drinks* Things are hectic up in Boston.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:31:57 AM)
"Is that where you've been? That is whee I was about to go."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:33:20 AM)
Family issue, more so than regular business, or our business that it is. *the doors were closed up, leading to the porch, a fire roasting in the fireplace near the couch. he walked over toward the firepalce with two drinks in his hand*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:34:00 AM)
She takes the drink, taking off her shones and makingherself comfortable. "Can you talk about it? I've been worried. Leaving messages and whatnot."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:37:16 AM)
*he seemed hesitant for a moment* There were some delicate negotations on a business deal. My uncle, a very strong person though unawakened, for the first time showed hesistancy on an important contract for his company. Competitors, with... ancient ties, were going for it as well. It would have destabilized some control in New England if it went through. I guaranteed my uncle and my father that I'd be able to come through for them.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:38:04 AM)
She nods. "And did you get it done?"

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:40:26 AM)
*he smiled a bit, and sipped his drink as he sat down next to her.* It took some time, they had a nearly indestructable deal. I brought my team up for a few weeks, and we poured over what they had, and what the company needed. Ending up coming up with a few questionable loopholes in thier wording, and an equally profitable deal as they were going to get before. They signed Sinclair.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:41:25 AM)
"Then you got it done, you upheld your family name, you saw to your duty and I am proud of you. Very, very proud of you. You did what you needed to do. So few of us remember that our families come first."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:45:56 AM)
*he finished his drink, kissing her on the cheek again and standing up, heading back to the bar to grab the bottle* I remember why I manage to be succesful. I was a good businessman before I awoke and became a member of the Order. My father, and my uncle taught me the basis of who I have become. And you can't ever turn on those sorts of blood ties. You can't turn on the ideals held by a group of people, a group of people that made you who you have become. I may have been one of few, if the only awakened member of heritage, but greater men have done more with less than I. I stand upon the shoulders of giants Tarra. *he sighs, leaning into her a bit, setting the bottle down on the table*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:48:05 AM)
She puts her arms around him, just holding, soothing. "You're a giant yourself. And so young. so driven. Determined. Strong. It's what I love about you...you know who you are, where you came from and you try to spread it always to where you are going."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:50:29 AM)
*he slipped to the side a bit, with his arm around her and his other going around her waist, he laid down pulling her on top a bit* You know what I love about you? *he smiled*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:51:04 AM)
"the fact that I see you?"

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:55:30 AM)
*he grinned, leaning up to kiss her chin* Well, the fact that you see me for something more than a wallet is handy, and new. You're beautiful, you're ambitious, you... seek for knowledge in all its forms. There is always something more, and unimagined for you. You step into the blindness with conviction and assuredness. The unknown isnt something to be calculated, its something to be discovered. Your proffesionalism is intoxicating, an unknown and unthough of idea in most modern times. Definetley, beautiful though.. again. Has to be mentioned again. *his hands wrap around her waist, tucking udner her shirt a bit*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 3:56:40 AM)
"No, that's bullshit. Utter, complete and total bullshit. You love me because I'm not afraid to tell you when you're wrong, congradulate you when you're right and am not so big of a woman that I won't have sex with you in the back of a moving car. And that is what you love about me."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 3:58:39 AM)
Your presentation is convincing Miss Shapiro. *he smirked, his fingers tugigng up the bottomf of her shirt, sliding up her back with my hands agaisnt your skin* I can deny no parts of your arguement. *his lips found hers, kissing her softly*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:00:29 AM)
She returns the kiss. "And that is the nicest summation anyone has ever given of me. It's nice to see you not in a suit. There's something relaxed and wholesome about Xander in his element. And that element is in his apartment, in sweats, drinking." She untucks her blouse, and leans in to kiss his neck.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:03:05 AM)
*I kiss you a few more times, stopping only to pull your shirt over your face, wrapping my arms around the small of your back and kiss you again* *musing idly* your initials wouldn't change... *kissed her again, one hand sliding along your hips, and squeezing*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:04:18 AM)
"My initials wouldn't change what and when?" she pulls him close as well, just enjoying being held.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:05:04 AM)
*catching eye contact, smiling lightly as he spoke* Being Tarra Sinclair... *he leaned in, kissing her deeply once more*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:06:23 AM)
She returns the kiss, then stands back, a bit surprised. "is that what you want?" it dawns on her. She looks touched.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:09:37 AM)
*the smile stayed, turning them a little bit more and pushing her into the soft cushions a bit, legs sliding between yours* It'd be one of thsoe things that I'd know would make me happy, and one of those things I'm not sure I could be without. Not many things in this world are as unpredictable as this, but in hindsight is was written in from the begining. I love you Tarra, and there isn't a thing that matters as much as you do.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:11:37 AM)
the promise of sex at the moment seems completely inconsequential. she pulls him close, tight. She's thinking about her future, her past, and a thousand and one thoughts that are racing through her mind, not the usual absence of thought when lust takes control. the way she's holding him is different. Wanting. Loving. Adoring. She's struck speechless. She kisses him back as she cannot find words.

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:13:47 AM)
*he just held her, bare hands against her skin and his lips not leaving hers for any reason. His hands, arms, and body lost a strong measure of its normal control as he held her like high school sweethearts wood*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:15:52 AM)
"Your family isn't going to want you to marry the bastard child of an insane irish catholic who couldn't make it as a priest, and a whore of a woman who couldn't stay faithful to her husband."

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:16:40 AM)
"I'm trouble. Bad news. A bad omen. You just haven't had a chance to see it yet."

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:18:41 AM)
We have ties amongst the Irish clans, and we're all insane. Not to mention you'd be my choice, and to hell with whatver they though on that one, And you can be a whore all you want, as long as its in my bed. And you're being my dirty little whore. *he grins, kissing her strongly, her bra getting flickied open with a gesture of his hand*

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:20:11 AM)
she doesn't smile at that one. "I'm not a whore. Just..." the situatoin strikes her. and she laughs a little. "I just..." She relents.

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:20:24 AM)
((alright, that's a great place to call it because I have to be up in the morning)

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:20:46 AM)
(aww.. boo. :( )

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:20:57 AM)
(sorry. Ill be on tomorrow after work)

Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:21:09 AM)
(ok, I should have skype open)

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:21:34 AM)
(cool. I need to write some more plot/setting work anyway. I'll catch you then)

Tarra Shapiro (Dec 9, 2010 4:21:47 AM)
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Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 4:30:59 AM)
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Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 9:50:12 PM)
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Xander Sinclair (Dec 9, 2010 10:55:19 PM)
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