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I welcome you to the humble abode of Erica Moore, the mistress of this house is the proud sister of Jeremy, Lex, and Gaia. She hardly looks a bit like any of them, maybe a tiny bit like Gaia, naw, not really.. Anyway, the chic interior design is marred by one fact, the place is hardly in order. Dance shoes are draped over the furniture, as are many, many blankets. Her t.v. is left on all the time, hardly turned off at all. Now her room is a different story.. It's the one neat place in the whole house, 'cept for the bathroom perhaps. The down blankets that fold over the neat satin sheets and pillows make the room much more sophisticated than its owner. Her closet is a grain explosion waiting to happen, with her clothes in piles and piles. Okie, I'll stop my gabbing and leave you to your own devices for now..

• Enters the apartment with a grin upon her features, darting over to a thermostat to turn up the practically freezing apartment. She looks over at Chase, a smile upon her features before she steps over for her lips to hold his lightly. She then kneels next to Nakita and frees him of his leash, letting him explore to his heart's desire.. She looks back up to Chase, "Lets go upstairs.." -- Di, 19:15:47 02/06/03 Thu
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  • Eyes glance around that apartment as he slips off his shoes. He loops the leash then sets it beside the footwear. "sure" he says though slightly hesitant, hoping she wasn't planning to do something that they shouldn't do.... He takes her hand and follows her, dispite his thoughs. (NT) -- Chase, 19:19:48 02/06/03 Thu
  • Gives a bit of a grin.. No, she didn't have that in mind - but she could honestly say that she was lonely, and she sincerely just wanted to be held by a guy: simple cuddling. As she enters her room she jumps into her bed like a little kid, practically pulling him with her.. "Tons of comforters, my sister like doesn't believe in heat or something.." But Di's gaze had focused on his lips, wetting her own a little bit - yeah, she wanted to kiss him, but was sure she wouldn't make the first move this time. (NT) -- Di, 19:23:57 02/06/03 Thu
  • He grins, ploping down beside her on the thickly covered bed. As if reading her mind, he leans forward to place a kiss on her lips. (NT) -- Chase, 13:26:01 02/07/03 Fri
  • She doesn't move away in the slightest, her lips holding his deeply as her lips part for venturing to occur. She inches closer to him, her hands landing on his shoulders to explore the muscles that held residence there. (NT) -- Di, 13:32:27 02/07/03 Fri
  • His lips part as her's do, though he wasn't sure how far to go. One hand moves to rest lightly on her thin waist line. Things seemed to be going fast between them, though it didn't bother him much. (NT) -- Chase, 13:39:23 02/07/03 Fri
  • That how things were with her, they went fast or they didn't happen. Slow and steady was not what she was, she'd never be it. She loved this whole thing, it cured everything in her that needed curing. The woman leans further into the kiss, her slim frame close to his as her breath begins to peak. (NT) -- Di, 13:43:53 02/07/03 Fri
  • Lips part from hers after a moment, not wanting to get caught up in something. He liked her alot, but he didn't want to 'accidently' go too far. He lies down on the bed streaching out across it, his hand supports his head and he looks up at her, a small smile on his features. (NT) -- Sonya, 13:51:26 02/07/03 Fri
  • Looks sideways at him before her lips cover his gently, though only momentarily. She rolls back onto her back to stare at her ceiling, maybe this whole thing with him was jus' a friends with limited privileges thing.. She was confused - very much confused. (NT) -- Di, 13:55:27 02/07/03 Fri
  • He returned the kiss, watching her for a moment. "what did you want to do?" He asks gently, again unsure of what to say. Eyes study her features. (NT) -- Chase, 13:59:08 02/07/03 Fri
  • Looks thoughtful a moment or so, never really one to be shy, "I dunno.. My life is boring." She couldn't say anything other than that. Azule gaze flits from the ceiling to his features, her head lying on its side to view him easier. (NT) -- Di, 14:14:39 02/07/03 Fri
  • He sits up slightly. "lets have some fun then, are you hungry? We could make some lunch" he didn't mention that fact that about the only thing he could cook was Kraft Dinner. Sitting up he grabs her hand and tugs gentle at it, urging her to come. (NT) -- Chase, 14:18:05 02/07/03 Fri
  • She lazily sits up and alights to her feet to follow him. "I don't cook anymore, so if we are cooking, you'll be doing it.." Gives a cheeky smile. (NT) -- Di, 14:22:42 02/07/03 Fri
  • He laughs. "hope you like Kraft Dinner, or burnt offerings." He started down the stairs, still in his pajama pants, pulling her behind him. He hoped she had 'K.D.' . (NT) -- Chase, 14:31:13 02/07/03 Fri
  • She pushes herself up onto the counter to watch him, her nose wrinkling slightly, "I don't think we have 'em.. Whatta 'bout salads? Can you make salads? Mom has taken to weighing me again to make sure I don't go over my limit." (NT) -- Di, 17:21:53 02/07/03 Fri
  • He turns towards her, he wanted to say something, but he really didn't know what to say about that. She was skinny, perhaphs alittle too skinny. "I'm sure it wouldn't make alot of a difference... but if you want I can make you a salad. " He wasn't really into salads, maybe he could have a sandwich or something. (NT) -- Chase, 17:25:55 02/07/03 Fri
  • Her eyes widen a bit, "What do you mean, not make a difference? Yeah, it makes a hell of a lot of a difference.." Yawns slightly, "If you make it, just add veggies, no dressing.." She glances towards the cupboards before nodding to he fridge, "There's leftover pizza in there if you want actual food.." No, she was definately not too skinny, she was thin - but not skinny. Her mother was back to picking on her again, oh how she wished she'd get back on those tranquilizers. (NT) -- Di, 17:31:26 02/07/03 Fri
  • He just shrugs lightly. "I donno I really don't think you need to worry that much" But what did he know? "sure, I'll make you one" Eyes glance towards her a moment before he bends down to dig through the fridge for the ingredients to the salad. (NT) -- Chase, 17:36:24 02/07/03 Fri
  • Looks over to him, her lips pursing a bit in thought before she quickly changes her mind, "Forget it, I'll watch you eat, but I'm not really all that hungry.." She'd started feeling bad about ordering him around and such, she swallowed a bit, "Sorry.." She knew that if she wanted a salad she could get it herself. (NT) -- Di, 17:39:20 02/07/03 Fri
  • "it's ok, I don't mind making you a salad" He glances up from his kneeling possition, then away. Standing he rinces the lettuce under the tap. (NT) -- Chase, 17:42:48 02/07/03 Fri
  • "But you don't have to.." That was the one statement she needed to say to express her thoughts. She simply watches him, her brow furrowed ever-so-slightly in apprehension. (NT) -- Di, 17:45:15 02/07/03 Fri
  • He turns to look at her. "I want to.... but if you don't want one then just say so...." eyes watch her. Probably if she didn't eat then he wouldn't, he would feel weird eating when she wasn't. One eyebrow raises lightly towards him. "besides... it is something that I can't burn" a smile flickers across his features in attempt to release the tension that had seemed to form between them. (NT) -- Chase, 17:49:35 02/07/03 Fri
  • Swallows a bit, her eyes staring at him steadily before she hops off the counter and opens the fridge to get some veggies out for cutting. She gets out a cutting board and begins to chop idely, "I'll help.." It was the one thing that would let her justify him making her a salad. (NT) -- Di, 17:52:41 02/07/03 Fri
  • He peels off the lettuse, "where are your bowls?" he questions quietly, eyes glancing around before returning to her. (NT) -- Chase, 18:00:26 02/07/03 Fri
  • Turns to stand on her tip toes to grab a bowl, setting it on the counter before she goes back to cutting, "Thanks.." (NT) -- Di, 18:02:26 02/07/03 Fri
  • He gives a small smile. "it's not a problem" turning he places a kiss on her temple, before filling the bowl with leaves. (NT) -- Chase, 18:04:10 02/07/03 Fri
  • Gives a bit of a grin at his kiss, finally piling all of her sliced and diced cucumbers, carrots, and cauliflower on top of the leaves. She turns her gaze from the bowl to him, "What do you want?" She'd cook for him, "Pick anything.." (NT) -- Di, 18:07:03 02/07/03 Fri
  • He thinks for a moment "how 'bout just a sandwhich?" Eyes watch her, a slightly smile forming on his lips- he was just glad to be with her. Casually he leans on the counter. (NT) -- Chase, 18:11:03 02/07/03 Fri
  • Gives a bit of a smile, her eyes still on him, "Well.. what kind of sandwich? I'll make any kind." She had returned to her old sweet self, forgetting about her loneliness for now. (NT) -- Di, 18:13:41 02/07/03 Fri
  • He smiles slightly "moving closer" "how 'bout a Di sandwich?" he teases lightly, moving closer to press his lips to hers. (NT) -- Chase, 18:16:26 02/07/03 Fri
  • Even though slightly confused like the blond she was, she didn't sidle away from his touch like she could have. But instead, she counters his kiss with a deeper one of her own, her slender arms ascending to rest upon his shoulders - her frame once more on her tip toes. Yup, she'd figure out what a Di sandwich was later. (NT) -- Di, 18:19:57 02/07/03 Fri
  • His head dips down towards her, lips pressed to her's willingly. His arms wrap lightly around her, enjoying her presence. (NT) -- Chase, 18:23:05 02/07/03 Fri
  • Lips part hesitantly to his, not quite sure whether he wanted this to go further or not. Body was close to his, her breath having begun to quicken a bit. (NT) -- Di, 18:37:48 02/07/03 Fri
  • He breathed against her lips, not wanting to part. As she parts her lips, his tongue hesitantly slips into her mouth,ready to pull away any moment if she resisted. Arms pull her close. (NT) -- Chase, 18:41:36 02/07/03 Fri
  • Yup, she could honestly say she loved kissing him. Her tongue finds his soon after and massages it seductively, her lips still upon his. Her body was humming, her senses having peaked as she uses his shoulders to help her stay up. (NT) -- Di, 18:49:09 02/07/03 Fri
  • His tongue follows her motion, exploring her mouth. Lips carees her's one hand reaches up to run through her hair. He couldn't even think straight right now to make sensible decisions. He shifts slightly on his feet, after another long moment, lips leave hers, trailing down her neck hungrly, gently nibbling at her soft flesh. (NT) -- Chase, 18:54:56 02/07/03 Fri
  • Her stomach muscles clench at his touch, something deep within stirring up. She smiles to herself as her head turns a bit for her lips to place butterfly kisses on his temple, ear, and jawline. (NT) -- Di, 18:59:09 02/07/03 Fri
  • His ands rest on each side of her hips. His thumb burries beneath the clothing to feel the skin on her waistline. While he continues to nibble on her neck. if she wanted to stop she would have to say so... (NT) -- Chase, 19:02:15 02/07/03 Fri
  • In response to his touch, her hips move forward towards his enticingly. The woman was working on keeping her breathing regular, her hands having moved from his shoulders to explore his hair. (NT) -- Di, 19:04:42 02/07/03 Fri
  • He breaths heavily against her skin, eyes close and lips continue against her neck. He mumbles something against her skin, though unclear at first he had to repeat himself. He had to put himself in check, think about the chances they could be taking. "I donno if we should be doing this..." though he trails off the words so difficult for him to say. He wanted her... (NT) -- Chase, 19:12:18 02/07/03 Fri
  • Groans a little bit under her breath, "Who..cares..?" She didn't, she felt the same way as him.. yeah, there may be some consequences, but since when had she ever cared for consequences? (NT) -- Di, 19:15:11 02/07/03 Fri
  • He straightens slightly, removing his lips from her neck. digits reach up to push back her hair, placing a kiss on her forehead, his eyes filled with lust. "I don't wanna hurt you..." his voice was low and weavered with a mix of temptation and unsureness. She had no clue how hard this was... (NT) -- Chase, 19:19:18 02/07/03 Fri
  • She just looks up at him for a moment or so before she turns from him altogether, her arms wrapped tightly around middle, "You won't.. or wouldn't have.." She was tired of everyone thinking of her as something to be protected, it made her feel oh-so-alone. (NT) -- Di, 19:22:15 02/07/03 Fri
  • He watches her, backing away slightly, head dipping. "look, I'm sorry" she didn't understand. He wasn't ready for a possible commitment of a child, he didn't even want to risk the chance. He knew she was probably annoyed with him. He was only doing what he thought best... dial dips lightly, eyes dropping to the ground. She seemed mad when he was trying to do the right thing, he felt alittle hurt by her reaction. "it's porbably best if I leave..." he says in a low voice. Already turning to find Nakita. (NT) -- Chase, 19:28:55 02/07/03 Fri
  • "No.. don't leave." She was a bit exasperated, but that wasn't enough for her to want him to leave, "How come they always leave?" The statement was mumbled, but it was audible enough.. Swallows a bit, "I just have one thing to say before the subject closes for forever.." Looks at him, "I have been used before, and it is a simple fact of life that I've learned to live with.." And she looks away and steps up to the counter to begin nibbling on her salad, using her fingers to bring the veggies to her lips. (NT) -- Di, 19:33:51 02/07/03 Fri
  • He stops, turning back to her. "I don't want to use you..." besides this is only the second time he had seen her. He didn't know much about her, and she didn't know much about him. He had his own reasons. "look if something had happened and you did get pregnant, I don't think I would know what to do" he was trying to be honest, he probably would have ran and regretted it the rest of his life... (NT) -- Chase, 19:44:16 02/07/03 Fri
  • Smirks a bit at the latter statement, though she doesn't say anything on that topic, "So, how've you been?" True to her words, she didn't want to talk about it anymore, it how she coped. With her brother's death, her dad's abuse, and her mom's addiction.. She'd say one thing on the topic as a form of release and then bury it away somewhere deep inside where even she couldn't find it again. (NT) -- Di, 08:10:31 02/08/03 Sat
  
  
• "Moore.." Looks thoughtful a minute, "And yours?" Not that she ever cared what the guys' names were, they nor her really ever cared.. -- Erica, 14:41:42 01/24/03 Fri
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  • ."Moore, I like that one... Better then mine... Blame 'McAllistor' on the irish roots, if you will." His half-grin slowly stretched into a smile... She was allowed to know his last name, but his middle name was a no-no. "Now you can find me in a phonebook, should I be scared?". (NT) -- .owen., 15:06:56 01/24/03 Fri
  • [=sledge hammers voy=]."Moore, I like that one... Better then mine... Blame 'McAllistor' on the irish roots, if you will." His half-grin slowly stretched into a smile... She was allowed to know his last name, but his middle name was a no-no. "Now you can find me in a phonebook, should I be scared?". (NT) -- owen., 15:22:03 01/24/03 Fri
  
  
• "Moore.." Looks thoughtful a minute, "And yours?" Not that she ever cared what the guys' names were, they nor her really ever cared.. -- Erica, 14:38:04 01/24/03 Fri
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• Up up -- Erica, 20:29:10 01/23/03 Thu
  Chuckles a bit, her hands slowly traveling up his chest, to his shoulders, and finally to simply rest at the base of his neck. She wasn't about to say she was a virgin, 'cause she wasn't.. These days she rarely knew a person who was, 'cept for maybe that girl in her gym class.. Though these were jus' absent thoughts as she continues to kiss him, her lips parting to his ever-so-slightly, figuring this could be deepened without anything happening.
  

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  • . ---->> . -- .owen., 05:35:41 01/24/03 Fri
    • Right now, she couldn't believe he could do any wrong. After several minutes she breaks the kiss, knowing that she was going a little too fast for both of them. She lowers her head to rest upon his chest, smiling to herself. (NT) -- Erica, 14:14:38 01/24/03 Fri
      • .After the 'parting', he inhaled slowly and placed a hand softly atop her head, cradling it tenderly. His other hand went to the covers, pulling them down a bit -- since suffocation had begun to settle into his lungs. "What's you're last-name?" He questioned, half a grin 'pon his lips as he remembered he hadn't yet found that out. (NT) -- .owen., 14:24:16 01/24/03 Fri
    • Right now, she couldn't believe he could do any wrong. After several minutes she breaks the kiss, knowing that she was going a little too fast for both of them. She lowers her head to rest upon his chest, smiling to herself. (NT) -- Erica, 14:19:14 01/24/03 Fri
  
  
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  |after walking the short distance to Erica's crib, Owen had found himself standing outside her door . A casual smile touched his features, as he reminded Erica that he wasn't the one who had the key, duh.... As if she didn't know! For about the millionth time, he had to erase the climbin feeling that he was being invited to Erica's apartment for a one-nighter -- like in the past. This would be interesting, he thought as he glanced 'bout the interior of the hallway, he knew Erica -- Yes, but he knew nothing of how she lived day-to-day... There was something new to learn everyday, with this chick.
  

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  • Opens the door to the apartment, flicking on some lights as she enters, having left the door open for Owen. The room wasn't tidy, but it sure wasn't completely trashed. The place jus' looked 'lived in'.. "My li'l sister is staying with me for a bit and with everything that's been going on, we haven't had a heck of a lot of time to clean.." She didn't necessarily care what he really thought of the place, to her, it was jus' a place to crash for awhile. She slowly shed her coat and tosses it on the arm of the couch before she heads for the kitchen, -- Erica - Inside, 05:27:45 01/15/03 Wed
    • .He had nothing to 'shed', since all he was wearing was a white, cotton t-shit, that had been beneath his sweatshirt, 'fore he had given that away. "I think I'm fine..." Glancing 'bout, he decided that her place surpassed his own. "Wow... Rockin' Crib." He commented, 'fore launching himself 'pon one of the cluttered couches. (NT) -- .owen., 14:44:39 01/15/03 Wed
  • Comes back with a carton of orange juice in hand, deciding to get out the alcohol if he suggested it.. She glances around at his description, "S'not really mine.. Inside >>> -- Erica, 14:51:16 01/15/03 Wed
    • .Her family came up again, and he guessed that it probably wasn't the best conversation topic, so he decided not to press on it. "Keep the shirt for a bit." Wrestling himself out of his laying position, he came to sit beside her. "Even still, this place is better then mine..." He laughed a bit, "Mine's alright, if you don't mind living like a cockroach." Chocolate gaze 'rose to meet her eyes, playfully. (NT) -- .owen., 14:59:18 01/15/03 Wed
  • Nose wrinkles a bit, her amber flecked gaze thoughtful, "A cockroach? Aren't they, like, hard to kill?" Gives a bit of a grin, "And aren't they slimy and gross?" Mocks thoughtfulness, "Kinda reminds me of you Owey.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:02:00 01/15/03 Wed
    • ."Reminds you of me, huh? Reminds you of me... HUH?" While saying it, a broad grin formed 'cross his features, 'fore he blurted... "Ewwwww...You kissed a cockroach!" Playfully, he grabbed her 'round the middle and pressed his lips 'gainst her neck, "And a cockroach is kissing you now.." He kissed her neck again, "And now.. And NOW..." (NT) -- .owen., 15:08:25 01/15/03 Wed
  • Giggles softly, though she doesn't resist him, "Silly boy.." Yeah, she could get used to this and him.. Laughs a bit more, "I never said you were a cockroach.. There's a big difference.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:11:17 01/15/03 Wed
    • ."Well, it was pretty close..." He laughed, as his arms gently squeezed her 'round the middle. "You smell yummy.. Just like me." He commented childishly, as he rested his chin 'pon her shoulder. Owen was just you're typical guy, and being so close to a girl a guy liked was.... tempting, in the least. But Owen, was learning quickly to restrain himself, for fear of losing the one thing that might be able to change him. (NT) -- .owen., 15:22:09 01/15/03 Wed
  • At that she leans forward to smell his shoulder, "Yeah, I gotta admit you do smell pretty yummy.." Looks at him before she leans forward for her lips to hold his, yup, she'd been dying to do that all night. (NT) -- Erica, 15:25:47 01/15/03 Wed
    • .Before the kiss took flight, Owen had time to mumur a bit of quiet protest as to who smelled yummier -- he believed it was her. Owen was first to gently lead the kiss deeper, as his lips grasped hers. Alright -- this was bound to end up somewhere where it probably shouldn't... 'Twas up to Erica to break it, 'fore Owen would be too far gone to do such. (NT) -- .owen., 15:32:43 01/15/03 Wed
  • Hell no, she was damn sure she wasn't going to end this yet, it felt way too good. She turns to face him, stradling him with ease as she deepens the kiss. (NT) -- Erica, 16:51:14 01/15/03 Wed
    • His hands ran a gentle trail up along her arms, and finally came to cup her face. Lips belonging to him, held her captive -- unwilling to break anything, or not knowing how. (NT) -- .owen., 04:12:30 01/16/03 Thu
  • As her lips hesitantly explored his she was presently thoughtless.. jus' completely overwhelmed by his touch. Lithe hands drop to his shoulders, the thin digits gently caressing their resting place currently as her lips continue to be his - not necessarily having any current plan for anything, jus' enjoying what they were doing. (NT) -- Erica, 15:46:15 01/16/03 Thu
    • .with reluctance, Owen broke 'way from her -- knowing it was now, or never. The last thing he wanted to do, was for her to not be sure 'bout this whole thing... about him, and then regret everything... The last thing he wanted to do, was screw this up, or any other things that could cause her to turn her back, like he had once done. -->> -- .owen., 16:17:29 01/16/03 Thu
  • Smiles a little bit, turning herself over so that she's sitting in his lap, her head against his shoulder as she gazes at the t.v. "There's a first for everything.." Tone was hushed, and her thought process had started up again, though it was taking a little bit longer than she liked to get into gear, "Am I Christina Aguilera beautiful, Britney Spears beautiful, or Jennifer Aniston beautiful?" Tone was more curious this time.. (NT) -- Erica, 16:29:10 01/16/03 Thu
    • .about to explain his reason for the sudden pull-back, he decided not to -- it would just make thing weird and she'd end up asking 'why am I so different?' or one of those questions girls asked when they were upset... or confused... or something. Fingers gently trail 'cross her tummy, only to become latched together at the point where her belly button lay. "Mmmm... You're better then that. Like; sexy...hot... cute... model, pretty. Does that work for you?" Faint grin twitched 'pon his lips fore he brought his mouth neared her ear, "You're better then them..." (NT) -- .owen., 02:52:52 01/17/03 Fri
  • Lids open and shut slowly, a slight smile touching her lips, "I don't want to be.." Turns her head for her lips to touch his lightly before she chuckles at a thought, "Out of those three, which would you most likely sleep with?" Hey, it was time for some fun.. (NT) -- Erica, 05:41:43 01/17/03 Fri
    • ."All three." He said, as a broad grin quickly swept 'cross his features, of course -- this time, he was joking. To tell you the truth -- Brit, Christina, and Jenn had never really tickled his fancy... Probably because he was more of a Mandy, guy. "Actually... Britney Spears, 'cause she's got a rockin' bod, and she's cute, innocent -- but not saintly..." Drumming his fingers on her tummy, he added; "But I think you'd top all of them off, since you can't help being you... Yep, I'd rather sleep with you." -- Wonder how she'd take that? (NT) -- .owen., 14:10:11 01/17/03 Fri
  • Brows rise a bit, nose wrinkling slightly brefore she shrugs, content with being flattered by it, "Well.. Someday I'd be honored to sleep with you too.." Lips touch his cheek gently before she turns back to the t.v. where a late night show of Friends is on, "Hey, speak of the Devil.." (NT) -- Erica, 14:44:59 01/17/03 Fri
    • "Why thank you... I'll look forward to that..." Slight smirk adorned his features momentarily 'fore the T.V was turned on, "Why couldn't you have added Courtney Cox to that list?" Merely joking about it, he kissed her cheek quickly. For some reason, he found himself thinking 'bout her family -- and what they were like... Why was it so awkward, whenever she talked of them? -- Or why did he, feel that way. (NT) -- .owen., 14:50:43 01/17/03 Fri
  • Gasps a bit before she rises quickly to jog into the kitchen, taking out some Vodka and Jack Daniels from below the fridge, grabbing some shot glasses on her way back into the room, "Okay, we gotta play.." (NT) -- Erica, 14:56:32 01/17/03 Fri
    • .He seemed to gasp with her as she arose, merely surprised at her sudden 'go-go' antics. "Righty-o... Let's play." Smiling, his lean form 'rose from the couch and easily strode towards the coffee table, eyeing the shot glasses as he did so. "Whose first game?" He questioned, the usual playfulness twinkling within his chocolate gaze. (NT) -- .owen., 15:04:14 01/17/03 Fri
  • Gives a bit of a grin, kneeling nect to the table and tending the drinks, mixing both the vodka and whiskey together before she looks up, "You go first.. I gotta think of somethin.." Raps her knuckles on the table idely.. (NT) -- Erica, 15:09:07 01/17/03 Fri
    • .Groaning, he pulled back some of the ol' family memories from within his mind. Those memories alone, were enough for him to drown himself in vodka. Pouring the contents of the shot glass into his mouth, he simply stated; "I hate my Sister and Brother... and my Mum... and my Dad..." It was said with such little emotion that one would think he didn't give a rat's ass about it at all. But that wasn't true, he did -- but had learned to deal with it. (NT) -- .owen., 15:17:07 01/17/03 Fri
  • She just watches him, though doesn't offer any comment as of now.. And since he'd offered a tidbit on his family, she'd offer on hers.. She automatically downs her own incriment of alcohol, "My dad was a raging alcoholic who beat the shit out of us before he got cancer and dumped the world on my shoulders.." Hey, that was a bunch of facts fit into one big one.. (NT) -- Erica, 15:19:16 01/17/03 Fri
    • . Again, he didn't press her -- just let the information be slowly fed to him. Alright, so they could both elaborate on they're remarks at a later time... Ready for a new twist? Owen spun the alchol filled glass 'round, 'tween his fore-finger and index-finger. "Hmmm....Hm...Hm... What does Miss. Erica-Bo-Berica want to know?" (NT) -- .owen., 15:29:13 01/17/03 Fri
  • Wrinkles her nose a bit, looking thoughtful before she rises, "I'm going to take a shower.. I'm actually starting to feel the alcohol in my brain.. So, you are staying with me tonight, you have absolutely no choice in the matter.." Rises, pulling him with her, "Jer and Lex left some stuff here if you want to borrow a few things.. Anyway.." She was already bounding up the stairs before she called back, "I want you to hold me tonight.." (NT) -- Erica, 15:34:41 01/17/03 Fri
    • ."I can do that..." Owen said rather quietly, with a shy grin planted 'pon his lips. Why'd she have to be so damned cute? His gaze followed absent-mindedly her til' she was out of sight. As soon as he heard the rush-and-flow of the shower up stairs, he went rambling through a box marked 'Lex and Jer's Schuff'. Retrieveing a pair of red-plaid pajama bottems, he figured they'd do. So what? He's miss his green-polka dotted ones for a single night, Big deal. (NT) -- .owen., 15:45:12 01/17/03 Fri
  • As she steps into the shower she almost fainted from the pleasure the hot jets of water implanted within her. And though she wanted to - Inside -- Erica, 16:41:33 01/21/03 Tue
    • .Owen had barely finished pulling the plaid bottems over his boxers, when Erica walked in, apparently having just finished her shower. "Look whose all... FRESH." He smirked, while taking in her pinched-with-pink cheeks, and past-the-shoulder wet, locks. "So, you didn't get harassed by any sharks, or anything, while in there... Did you?" Playful gaze met hers 'fore he closed in on her, his arms easily enveloping her petit figure. "Mmm... You smell even yummier." His lips caught her neck for a second, nibbling lightly to enhance the word yummy. (NT) -- .owen., 14:13:47 01/22/03 Wed
  • Lips catch his ear playfully as he finds her neck, giving a bit of a smile as she replies, "I should hope I smell yummy, I used the special shampoo and soap jus' for you.." Chuckles a bit, "And I woulda screamed for you first if Ida experienced any sort of testosterone induced animal in there.." Gives a bit of a cheeky smile before her lips hold his tenderly, her arms alighting to grace his shoulders. (NT) -- Erica, 17:24:37 01/22/03 Wed
    • ." Now I almost wish there had been an animal in there with ya, I definetly could have helped." -- Blame him for being a typical guy. Owen's hands fell to her hips, clasping 'hind her back, 'fore playful words spilled quietly from his lips, "Mmm... Ur gonna be yummy to snuggle with... A little soggy, but stilll yummy." (NT) -- .owen., 18:33:45 01/22/03 Wed
  • Gives a bit of a childish grin, "If you woulda helped me you woulda been soggy too.." Gives another sweet grin before she looks up at him, "Lets go up to my room, its cold down here.. kinda an effect of me being completely and totally broke as of the moment.." Shrugs a bit, her hands moving to take his.. (NT) -- Erica, 18:36:50 01/22/03 Wed
    • .His large palm easily covered her small one, grasping it loosely as digits entwined with her own. "Soggy with you, would be okay... I'm sure I'd survive." Capturing her gaze for a moment, he gave 'er a bit of a wink, "Okay... But first, do you have cookies and milk?" (NT) -- .owen., 18:47:18 01/22/03 Wed
  • Feigns indignance, "What kind of question is that? Do I have cookies and milk.." Head shakes as she mutters to herself, entering the kitchen alone to retrieve her secret stash of Chips Ahoy and a gallon of milk. On her return she looks at him, "Anything else?" (NT) -- Erica, 18:59:45 01/22/03 Wed
    • "Well... Some people don't have cookies and milk, and they try to pass of OJ for the milk, and that is... is just, WRONG." A faint grin trickled 'cross his broad jaw at his comment, remembering how people had thought it 'odd' that he needed sugar, 'fore bed... It was a habit he had mantained throughout his life. A habit, he had been unwillling to break, cookies were just too yummy. -->> -- .owen., 04:12:10 01/23/03 Thu
  • Chuckles a bit, "I agree, that is deffinately jus' wrong.." Head shakes a bit before she, "You can have.. err.. me only on the second floor, they say heat rises.." And she starts up the stairs, not even really waiting for a response. Though she hums a bit before she sets the gallon of milk down on the bed as well as the cookies, following them with a high leap.. -- Erica, 13:34:57 01/23/03 Thu
    • .Owen bounded up the stairs after her, in a loose and easy jog. Upon entering her room, his gaze scored over her bed 'fore he made a fleeting leap towards it, catapulting himself onto the satin sheets. Looking up with a grin, he gave reason for his actions, "Sorry... It was just so tempting, it was all neat and everything. When things are neat, it's my duty to make them un-neat... Y'know." (NT) -- .owen., 14:26:12 01/23/03 Thu
  • And she gives a bit of a grin before finding her way under her heaps of blankets, the only evidence of her being there nothing but her huge mass of wet blond hair peaking up from somewhere by her pillows. After fully warmed she resurfaces, though she doesn't quite leave the shelter of the blankets, jus' coming up to grab a few cookies, "Like I care.. I practically jump into bed every night.." (NT) -- Erica, 18:06:16 01/23/03 Thu
    • ."Yeah... Well, some people mind. I've gotten bitched at by girls, especially...." He decided to hold his toungue at that point -- and go no furthur. Owen flashed Erica a smirk, 'fore reaching his own hand towards the cookies, and then pouring two glasses of milk. "So, do you dip, or like them dry?" He questioned, while dunking 3/4 of his cookie into the thick milk. (NT) -- .owen., 18:39:03 01/23/03 Thu
  • Eyes widen, "A chocolate chip cookie is jus' not a cookie without being drenched in milk.." She demonstrates before munching down on the sweet food. (NT) -- Erica, 18:45:03 01/23/03 Thu
    • .In agreement, Owen stated that was, 'definetly true.' Owen pulled glass to his lips, sucking the mixed-with-crumbs milk over his toungue, and then swallowing. Setting the glass back to it's original spot, he cast a sideways glance t'ward Erica 'fore pulling some of the covers over his knees, "'Rica, we need to get you a heated house... It's cold in here." (NT) -- .owen., 18:54:22 01/23/03 Thu
  • Eyebrows rise, "Heat is highly overrated, it's the fifty down comforters that make all the difference.." Takes another cookie, though she wasn't necessarily all that hungry.. She sets her glass of milk on her end table, slightly afraid that it might spill on one of her precious comforters. (NT) -- Erica, 19:08:12 01/23/03 Thu
    • .Downing the rest of his milk, he set his glass next to hers, 'fore closing the packet of 'Chips Ahoy'. "I know one thing that can warm me up..." A grin flitted 'cross his broad features 'fore he grasped her in a loose hug, "Hey! You're way warmer then I am..." (NT) -- .owen., 19:27:10 01/23/03 Thu
  • Gives a bit of a smile, lips holding his briefly before she rocks back under the covers, "S'warm under here.. Join me?" (NT) -- Erica, 19:30:40 01/23/03 Thu
    • .Owen clambered 'neath the satin sheets, keeping his distance from Erica for the time being. Thick brows curved upward in question, 'fore his voice lit he silence; "Am I allowed to put my arms around ya, or will you like sick some huge slap-move on me...?" Hey, every girl was different and some had weird definetions of 'holding' or 'cuddling' -- So good ol' Owey-boi just had to make sure... (NT) -- .owen., 19:41:08 01/23/03 Thu
  • Gives a bit of a grin, scooting closer to him on her own. Her arms put themselves inbetween them, so that her fingers can touch his chest and shoulders. Places his arms around her and pulls herself close to him, her lips touching his gently, "I'd never hit ya.." Pauses, "But I do have to say that I'm still a minor for about two months.." (NT) -- Erica, 19:47:17 01/23/03 Thu
    • . "I'm gonna steal all you're warmth..." Owen pulled his arms tighter 'round her, liking the idea of being as close as they were. Resting his chin 'pon her golden locks, the aroma of some flower-scented shampoo surrounded him. "A minor? DAMMIT." He said jokingly, a grin alighting his broad features fore' he gave a slight chuckle. (NT) -- .owen., 19:58:13 01/23/03 Thu
  • Lids close contentedly before they snap open to look at him, jus' to make sure he was joking.. Sighs a bit before she speaks, "Well, I'll jus' have to keep creating more then.." Pulls the blankets up over them. (NT) -- Erica, 20:06:14 01/23/03 Thu
    • .Owen pulled the blankets up even farther, so that they were way past her head and his. 'Neath the blankets, everything was pitch black, -- it could make for a cute game. "It's warm, but I can't see you... And if I can't see you, then I can't kiss you... And I want to kiss you." Grinning into the darkness, Owen leaned forward, his lips pressing clumsily 'gainst Erica's nose. (NT) -- .owen., 20:12:04 01/23/03 Thu
  • Gives a bit of a grin, "Looks like when you hit your mark it'll be hard to let go for fear of having these kinds of complications again.." Chuckles a bit, her head pivoting back for her lips to hesitantly find his.. Ha, she done it her first try.. (NT) -- Erica, 20:14:28 01/23/03 Thu
    • ."Oh yes, very hard to break away... Though we all know I'd want to." Smirking now, he first brushed his lips 'gainst what he thought was her fore-head. This was all before Erica had to show off her seeking talents and find the target, first try. Into the kiss, he playfully mumbled, "Show-off". Caressing her lips with a gentle force, his own refused to break 'way, though, he wouldn't let it escalate past this. (NT) -- .owen., 20:24:02 01/23/03 Thu