Cris paused mid step and looked over his shoulder at her, his gaze sweeping over her. Sweeping might have been the wrong term for a rather halting look-over that paused for several seconds each to linger on first her chest, then her hips. "Nah." Except maybe a tiny bit in the areas he like...

"Works for me." A little quick, but whatever she was happy with. He finished his second bottle and stepped away from the rock face, giving her a little gesture as if to say "lead the way." Whether she did or not, he got going himself, shrugging the pack onto his shoulder again wi...

"Aw, c'mon. I've been good and everything." He took the pokes to his abs in stride and felt a little shiver where her finger trailed up his chest. He even gave a little chuckle at that and her snarking, which might've gotten a faintly disinterested glare from him coming from anyone else. S...

"And what a shame that'd be." As casually as a game of long toss in practise, he fished out a bottle and flicked it to her, letting it curve in the air softly enough she wouldn't have any trouble catching it. Before it even finished its journey, he had one in his own hand and popped off th...

(Minor GM approved) As Jane drew back from his cheek, Cris reached out to pull her into a proper kiss. He buried a hand in her hair and put an arm around her waist to hold her against him. The heat melted away as for a time the world was their lips moving together and their bodies pressing against e...

"Maybe I thought listening to you," Cris poked Jane's breast, enjoying the soft give under his finger, and gave her a playful smirk, "was more interesting than talking." Personally, he rather liked the Monolith Gardens, and more importantly, she'd done her whole giving-orders thi...

"Suit yourself." He let Johannes Brahms play them out, going dead quiet until the party house began retreating into his rear view. Not to be unfriendly or anything, only because when he was behind the wheel, his focus became absolute. Much like all that existed on the wrestling mat was his...

Roderick had seen some nice cars around Kingman, primarily because the Kanuho residence was in one of the nicer parts of town. In fact, there was a BMW parked just a bit ahead of his Challenger right now. However, most of said nice cars probably belonged to meth dealers. Or city government, so basic...

Oh, good, Nadia showed up. As much as he'd decided not to give the young lovers a hard time over it, having given in to temptation a few times himself, the squeaking of upholstery and muffled sounds of passion a few metres away had been digging under his skin and scraping across his brain not unlike...

"I'll be there." Roderick watched her go, and by the look she shot him before walking off and the way she walked he suspected she intended him to do just that, then turned to make his own way through the party. Music droned on and the smell of stale beer danced around him, someone called t...

"Yeah, I'm parked out front. Right by the driveway." His Challenger would be hard to miss, white with a black stripe down the middle. It was a year old and Roderick had it lovingly washed every week, allowing the white to practically shine for a while before the dust and sand started to ob...

"Sounds good to me, and I'm sure there's a few places. I think Mr. D'z is open for a while longer if you're in the mood for a shake or anything." The party had been going on for a couple hours but wasn't quite 8:30, so the diner would be open and it was no Denny's. Denny's was for people w...

"Thought you'd never ask. Any ideas?" Some of the people here were okay, but not okay enough to keep subjecting himself to the tedium. There wasn't much for him here, if he hated the ear-stabbing music and the thought of filling himself to the brim with booze. Frankly, he'd rather be runni...

"Same here. You're one of the only interesting people who showed up tonight." Hopefully the past tense didn't mean she was bored of him. Forget the rest of 'em, even if it wasn't some huge affair the party had picked up just by Nadia showing herself. Let the swirling masses do what they wa...

"We'll see. I try not to think too much about 'what if it doesn't work out' but I have a few ideas." Second-guessing himself was the way to failure, and besides, if he didn't get into 2020 or didn't get the gold he'd just try again next time. He'd only be what, 24 when he (hypothetically) ...