|тнє -я є α l- ωσяld|

[west ,]

.: d a m ɪ ɛ n h a w t h o r n ɛ :.

Damien looked over at Erin, ''I could let you have a go on my surf board if you want. I bought it when I lived in California.'' he told her. He sat on a rock and looked out to sea, it was very beautiful, and Damien could see the sillhouettes of his dogs running about and playing in the waves. The sound was very relaxing, but there were some very good waved here, he could see the waves over at the other end of the beach, it wasnt that windy and there was no one out, so he decided to go out tomorrow and do some surfing. He whistled to the dogs and they bounded over, soaking wet. Forest shook herself, spraying Damien with water, then Laika and Red did the same, so Damien was quite wet. He laughed and patted all of his dogs lovingly.

[aberdeen]

Christopher River
Wings won't take me/Heights don't phase me.So take a step/But don't look down/Take a step.

Christopher had finished walking around the house. It really was nice. He wandered over to the kitchen. He hardly seen anyone yet to talk to, guess this place was so big they didn't have to see each other if tgey didn't want to. Anyway, it was time to get this party started. He easily found there they kept the alchol and poured himself a drink; just some rum. He didn't want to get to drunk and embaress himself just yet.

Chris took his drink outside to the patio, witch was just as nice as the house. The air was salty and he could hear the ocean. The sun was starting to set completing the beautiful setting. He sat down in on of the chairs and leaned back looking up at the sky as it slowly shifted from day to night. He lit up a cigerette and just took in the awsomeness of life at the moment.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

[valar morghulis]

: \ \ : αяιαиα lєиαу нαят : / / :
» dead end girl on the outside looking in
on a dead end world; one in which she cannot live «
▶▷ ▶▷ ▶▷ ♥ ♡ ♥ ◀◁ ◀◁ ◀◁

Leant back against one of the kitchen countertops, her legs stretched out in front of her, an almost overwhelmed sigh trailed from the brunette's lips as she stared intently down at the stained, hardwood floor. Her fingers traced lightly over a misshapen rectangular bulge in the pocket of her jeans. 'I need a smoke.' she huffed another, much softer sigh as she slid the half-empty [ or 'half-full' as her therapist would have deemed it in some sh-tty attempt to 'improve upon her outlook on life' ] pack of cigarettes from her pocket. Sliding one from the pack, she tucked it between her lips before stepping out onto the patio.

Cupping a hand around her mouth, she flicked the lighter a couple times before raising it to the cigarette that hung loosely at her lips. It took her a few seconds to realize someone else was outside as well; the same guy who'd entered the limousine after her. "Hey again" she murmured softly as she stepped past him and took a seat next to the pool. Her gaze fixed upon the water, watching the rays of sun as they glistened off of its surface. Crossing her legs out in front of her, she blew out a long puff of air; watching as the smoke swirled along the salty air. "I don't think I caught your name.." she shot a glance back up at the guy who sat, drinking, on the patio.

[aberdeen]

Christopher River
Wings won't take me/Heights don't phase me.So take a step/But don't look down/Take a step.

Chris had aleady downed half his drink. He definatly wasn't one for pacing hinself, plus you got a buzz faster this way. He half noticed a girl come out on to the patio. He glanced over at her taking a final long drag of his cigerette before he put it out. At least he wasn't the only one that smoked here, although he did enjoy his solitary smoke breaks; as social as he was sometimes silence was bliss. However she didn't seem annoying at all.

"Hi." he said back exhaling the last of the smoke. "Oh, I'm Chris. I don't think I caught your name either..." he told her. Following her gaze out to the pool. It looked nice. Maybe he would go for a swim. It was nice and warm out but Chris was sitting there in black jeans and a hoodie still; to lazy to change. The heat didn't bother him to much though.


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Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

[valar morghulis]

: \ \ : αяιαиα lєиαу нαят : / / :
» dead end girl on the outside looking in
on a dead end world; one in which she cannot live «
▶▷ ▶▷ ▶▷ ♥ ♡ ♥ ◀◁ ◀◁ ◀◁

Staring out at the horizon now, as the sun was just beginning to dip beneath the waves, Ariana took another long drag from the cigarette before pulling it away from her lips. "Well, Chris..it's nice to meet you." she murmured lightheartedly before blowing out another cloud of smoke; which disappeared into the salty air just as quickly as it'd emerged from her lips. "I'm Ariana." she introduced herself.

The faint beginnings of a smirk played at her lips as she gave a quick look at his choice of clothing. "You look just about as out of place here as I do..." she mused; referring to the similar skinny jeans and hoodie she'd chosen to wear. But coming from a town where it was rare to experience anything over eighty degrees, she hadn't exactly expected this sort of weather.

[aberdeen]

Christopher River
Wings won't take me/Heights don't phase me.So take a step/But don't look down/Take a step.

Chris took another sip of his drink. He smirked at her remark. He knew she was refering to their odd choice of clothing for a Flordia beach, yet here with out his usual gang of rebellious friends he felt out place in more than one way. "Well I'm used to it. 'Fitting in isn't really my thing." Chris explained. He was a very noticable person, with the green mohawk and tattoos. If he looked out of place now you should see him in a grocery store or at chruch when his family managed to drag him there. Those were odd almost comical sights.

The sun was almost all gone, dissapering behind the sea. It would cool of alittle soon no point in chamging now. Chris figured. So Ariana, were you from?" he asked. Just trying to keep come conversation going. She seemed pretty interesting plus she was pretty. Definatly someone he wanted to 'get to know'.

Now I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall
I think I'm at the edge now but I could be wrong
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall

[RαrєHuskíєs]

╰☆╮ ℓιє тσ мє ╰☆╮

☾ ησω ησ σηє'ѕ кησ¢кє∂ υρση му ∂σσя
ƒσя α тнσυѕαη∂ уєαяѕ σя мσяє
αℓℓ мα∂є υρ αη∂ ησωнєяє тσ gσ
ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнιѕ σηє gιяℓ ѕнσω ☽

Lyric had just gone inside, carrying her rather large suitcase, and a smaller, white purse, with black intricate lace woven into it's delicate design. As she made it to the door, she saw quite a few people, but she kept to herself, her black hair brushing against her face, her fine hazel eyes catching in the sunlight involuntarily. She was wearing tight jean shorts, and a diluted salmon colored v-neck, with a pocket on the left side, the same side as her colorful butterflies, which you could slightly see due to how her shirt was pulled down a bit on one side, thanks to the purse she carrying, fighting against the fabric, stuck slightly. She frowned, and yanked it free, fixing her shirt with her free hand, and walking in through the door, watching some of the others lightly, curiously. She walked down the hallway, attempting to find a empty room. Finally finding one, she set her stuff down carefully on her bed, taking out her clothes and neatly packing them into individual drawers based on shirt, pants, socks, etc. After that being done, she lightly took off her shirt, which happened to have a bathing suit under it, and her pants as well, underneath were swimshorts. Folding her clothes, and finding her flip flops in her bag, she snatched up a teal towel, trotting from her room, shutting it gently behind her, as if claiming the room. Walking back down the hallway, she almost felt self conscious. She weighed only 105lbs, but she was rather tall, at 5'7, and some of her bones, such as her hips, were quite prominent. She wrapped the towel carefully around her body, looking down as she walked to the beach, the sun setting. She saw a few people chatting, and she almost felt jealous, having no one to talk to, but then again, not many would probably talk to her anyways. She sighed, finding a small spot, smoothing out the sand, and sitting down on her spread out towel.

♛ ¢αρтαιη נα¢к ♛

✌ ѕтιℓℓ ѕσ мαηу αηѕωєяѕ ι ∂ση'т кησω
яєαℓιѕє тнαт тσ qυєѕтιση ιѕ нσω ωє gяσω
ѕσ ι ѕтєρ συт σƒ тнє σя∂ιηαяу
ι ¢αη ƒєєℓ му ѕσυℓ αѕ¢єη∂ιηg
ι αм ση му ωαу
¢αη'т ѕтσρ мє ησω
αη∂ уσυ ¢αη ∂σ тнє ѕαмє ✌

Jackson was already sitting in his room, flipping through a swim suit model magazine, at his own leisure. Even though he knew there were girls here, he figured he'd just do this for now, until it was a bit darker, and he could find a drink, but after a few more minutes, he figured the hell with it, jumping up, crumpling the magazine and trashing it. If he found a girl, he wouldn't want them seeing that magazine, now would he? He smirked, walking from his room, slamming the door halfly behind him, and trotting down the hallway. He ran his tongue over his angel bites, tasting their silvery tang, and grinning wolishly, ending up in the living room, which seemed to be common for the rest of the people. As he spotted many others, he nodded, winking at some of the girls, and snapping his fingers. "Hello there, everyone" he said, with a curt nod of his head, and turning on his heels, heading out towards the beach, almost in an even stride. He figured it'd be likely to find someone to talk to out here, and maybe, someone he'd find cute, even. His dark eyes bounced around, etching the landscape into his retinas, and enjoying every second of it. As he made it to the sand, he threw his shoes off, by kicking them, watching them twirl pathetically in the air and thump into the sand, creating little dust clouds. Not being shy about it at all, he carefully pulled off his shirt, revealing a nice set of muscles, and placing the shirt by his shoes, not caring if it got sandy or not, it really wasn't going to bother him one bit.

[xl Toxic lx]

[[I had major writer's block last night, so recap and i'll post a good post!]]

[valar morghulis]

: \ \ : αяιαиα lєиαу нαят : / / :
» dead end girl on the outside looking in
on a dead end world; one in which she cannot live «
▶▷ ▶▷ ▶▷ ♥ ♡ ♥ ◀◁ ◀◁ ◀◁

"I can tell.." Ariana mused; the corners of her mouth upturning into an almost playful smile as she looked at him. He seemed like the kind of person could she see herself getting along with [ or at least someone whose presence she'd be able to tolerate ]. "I mean that in a good way, of course." she quickly corrected as to make sure he didn't take her words in the wrong way.

Running a hand through the mess of coffee brown waves that flowed over her shoulders, she took one last puff from the cigarette before flicking it off into the grass. "Originally? I'm from London. Hence the awkward, almost-accent" she explained with a smile; staring down at the lighter in her hands as she repeatedly flicked the flame on and off. "I moved here-- well, not here..but to the states, when I was fourteen." she blew a soft sigh, intentionally leaving out the reason why she'd moved away, and slid the lighter back into her pocket. "I've got an apartment in this little sh-thole of a town up in Wyoming. . .Loads of fun there." her softly-spoken words were laced with a good amount of sarcasm as they rolled from her tongue. "What about you?" she shot a quick glance in his direction.

[valar morghulis]

[[I had major writer's block last night, so recap and i'll post a good post!]]

{ Not much has happened yet. A few people [ Damien, Robyn, Erin, Lyric and Jackson ] have left for the beach & Ariana and Chris are out on the back patio talking by the pool. You can just kind of jump in with her anywhere ^^ }