Post by jason noah welles on Jan 2, 2010 8:21:51 GMT -5
( JASON NOAH WELLES. )
"t's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just wanna live while I'm alive"
The Basic Info
FULL NAME: Jason Noah Welles
NICKNAME(S): Jace and Jay
AGE: 25
GENDER:Male
I LIKE:Females
SPECIES: Human
SPECIAL POWER: N/A
Check the Claims Board before filling this out! Make sure its available please!
The Looks
HAIR COLOR: Dirty Blonde
EYE COLOR: Grey with flecks of blue and green
HEIGHT: 6'4''
WEIGHT:12 stone
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Tattoos - 'CMM' - bisep and 'Relax' left wrist. His nose due to breakage, scar on hipline due to appendix removal.
PLAY BY: Chad Michael Murray
The Personality
LIKES: -His Blue Kawazaki Ninja
-Chinese food
-Surfing
-Exercise
-His guitar
-Rock/Pop music
-Romance
-His dog 'Sky'
DISLIKES: -Men who mistreat women
-Alcohol
-Talking about his daughter
-Calm sea's
-Selfishness
-Women crying
STRENGTHS: - Surfing
-Playing guitar
-Caring/sweet
WEAKNESSES: -Protectivness
-Passive
-Optimistic
FULL LENGTH PERSONALITY:
There is no better way to describe Jason other than a completely hopeless romantic, he strives to make a woman happy, to make her enjoy every wild possibility, and to treat her for absolutely no reason at all. He is frequently calm and laid-back, it’s his outlook on life, enjoy the ride and let life take you wherever, don’t try to fight your destiny because it will get you in the same place anyway, but it would give you a tougher ride. Jace is a sweet individual, he could brighten almost anybodies day with his positive attitude, but always knows when to be serious, he’s not perfect, and does get into arguments, he does have his moody moments, and he doesn’t like to talk about some of his past with anyone, as the death of his daughter is like an open wound, and it’s sore to touch, but he’s quite happy to tell others about his surfing career or motorbike.
Jace is a very generous person, he doesn’t need to think twice about lending a hand in any way that he can, it’s nice to have help sometimes, and doesn’t tend to regret helping others, the most he ever asks in return is a ‘thank you’ in response, it’s just how he likes to work. Jason is a very protective soul, and it can be problematic at times, when he gets too protective it can be seen as possessive, but it isn’t, he’s lost a great part of him and is scared to lose another, it’s a sign and token of his love and kindness towards others, but he’s always there to lend a helping hand if he is needed. Ok, a downside to his personality is that he is patriarchal, he thinks that it’s the man’s job to provide for the women and take care of them, women in his mind, though strong in mind and body, are also more open to emotional impact from others around them rather than men. He doesn’t think women are weak, and knows that women can hold their own battles rather efficiently, but he thinks that men should treat women with the respect and love that they deserve.
The History
DATE OF BIRTH: August 13th
PLACE OF BIRTH: Forks, WA
CURRENT HOME: Forks
PARENTS: Sirius Julian Welles - Father
Roberta Kyla Wilkinson
SIBLINGS: N/A
IMPORTANT PEOPLE: N/A
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS: N/A (yet)
PETS: Sky - Border Collie
FULL LENGTH HISTORY: Ok, from the start Jason was born to his Police Officer father; Sirius Julian Welles and his nurse mother; Roberta Kyla Wilkinson. He was born and christened Jason Noah Welles, Noah after his Grandfather, and brought up in Forks where he lived a pretty normal first couple of years until an event led to his mother wanting to move away from the area. Jason was young, the details were sketchy and he was confused, never really understood why his parents wanted to leave the place of his birth. He was six when he had moved to California where he was enrolled in a private school; his parents earned a considerable amount and was able to supply everything he needed. Two years after this movement Jason fell very sick with appendicitis and was rushed into hospital when he was eight. He had a slim chance of survival but beat all odds, he was very strong and fought the odds to exhaustion when one day he woke up to find a scar the stretched across the bottom of his left side, just next to his hip.
Jason grew stronger as he entered his teen years, his voice broke, hair started growing in unexpected placed and he was tall, very tall for his age, his body was slender as he matured, his muscles protruding, a small six pack rupturing from his stomach. It was during these years that he took up surfing, he had always admired the idea of riding the waves, it was like riding an untamed stallion from the wilds. He purchased his first ever surfboard and ventured into the sea on a rather breezy day and found himself up against some pretty big waves, Jason took to the sea quickly, his body immediately appeared one with the ocean and he looked like he had been surfing for years, he was a natural at riding the wild waters under him that tossed and turned in an attempt to remove him from its back. During the years of his surfing career Jace had won various competitions against the best in California. He had a shelf of trophies medals and ribbons, and his parent’s were very proud of their little boy. So proud in fact that when he turned eighteen and past his motoring test his father went out and purchased Jay’s first, and very own motorcycle, it was a sapphire blue Kawasaki Ninja (http://ffeya.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/2008ninja250blue.jpg). He could remember that day, it brought him to tears, the shiny metal of his own motor, he could remember the feel of it between his legs as he straddled it; his bike was his pride and joy. He got into a fight, like most boys do and ended up with a broken nose.
Throughout his teenage years Jason also brought his very own guitar and took up guitar lessons. The guitar Jason had fallen in love with was an Ocean blue, full of skirls, just like his wild waves. It was always a talent he had liked the idea of, at first he struggled to get the hang of the strings and holding the guitar, but after a while his body adjusted and he soon found himself playing like a pro, it took him a while to get to a professional status, but now people would be very hard pushed to believe that he wasn’t a natural when he started. (http://www.acmewebworks.com/Images/blog/fitc_toronto_2007/images/guitarTexture.png)
When Jace turned 20 he decided to try something new, he went out and got a tattoo, it read ‘Relax’ and ran down his left wrist. He decided to get it because he figured out that life was like surfing, if you fight what is going to happen then you would be in for a larger fall, instead you needed to sit back, relax and enjoy the ride, let it lead you to where you need to be and everything would turn out alright. He truly believed this until a bed event lead to his breakdown. He got with his girlfriend who went by the name of Marsha Kathleen Matthews. He strove to make her happy, to make her enjoy every second they spent together, introduced her to new experiences, he was a hopeless romantic, and a charmer, but it was much more lust than love between them, and he never loved her, he knew this, and she knew this, the plain fact led to many arguments between them, and there eventual break up. But despite this he was attentive, romantic, protective, sweet, kind and generous, and that was without love, he could make a woman feel elated and as if she was flying with one glance, but if that was the feeling and treatment a woman would get if he didn’t love her, then the woman that he would eventually love would be multiplied. She would be the luckiest woman on the planet.
After the break up things went smoothly, he remained close to his ex, but how could she stay away, she didn’t have anything bad to say about him, no reason that she should hate him, but she was jealous of the love that he could give a different woman. After a couple of months, Jason learned of Marsha’s pregnancy, he confronted her about it, and was informed that the child she was carrying was indeed his. The news hit him like a ton of bricks and he almost collapsed under the sudden impact of the information, but he swore to take on his duties as the father and support Marsha. The time soon came around, they were both well prepared for the entrance of their offspring, Marsha had a difficult pregnancy she was often sick and in immense pain, the doctors advised her to give birth to the baby through caesarean, which she refused. When she went into labour, there was more blood than normal, it looked like a murder scene, Jason had accompanied her to the hospital but was asked to wait outside as there were complications in the birth of the child and they needed space to work. The baby was delivered in good health, but unfortunately, the mother died whilst giving life to the baby girl, which he christened Charlotte Maria Matthews, after her mother’s surname.
He took the child home after three days of tests and checkups and looked after her, he doted on his little girl, watched her grow, but she only lived a short life for at two moths Charlotte came down with Meningitis and passed away. Jason was distraught, he had lost his own flesh and blood after two months, he was given a taste of heaven and complete happiness and had it snatched away from him, what a cruel world. After this incident Jason sunk into chronic depression, he turned to alcohol and shut everyone that was once close to him out, he exercised obsessively and kept a photo of him and his little girl in his wallet, he wouldn’t cry, and he wouldn’t accept what had happened, he didn’t want to. This state went on for a while, about two years, when he received another shock that if he didn’t stop the drinking then he would die within three months, this news opened his eyes, he had stopped his life, where had the last two years gone, he needed to get himself back on track and start his life again, but not here, he couldn’t continue living in California. As a memorial trait of his daughter Jason went and got her initials tattooed onto the top of his right arm: CMM. After much consideration Jason decided to move back to his childhood home, he couldn’t remember why they moved away, all he could remember was that he was happy there, with that thought Jason journeyed to Forks once again.
Once he found himself in Forks and rented out a small apartment, Jace settled in quite quickly, he was relaxed going out and soon took up his normal morning jog once he got to know the streets and the sorts of people that went around. On one of his morning jogs Jason heard a whimpering coming from just inside of the forest, curious he followed the scared whines that he found came from the bushes. Shifting some of the branches out of the way Jason noticed a young female Border Collie dog bound in the underbrush. Her fur was matted and dirty, the white of her fur stained brown, she was wet from the rain that fell from the heavens and she was thin, she must've been there for a couple of days. Upon seeing the human the young female cryed out for help, stepping forwards into the bushes Jason knelt down and hushed the dog, holding his hand out for her to smell whilst he was doing so, the dog licked his hand with pale tongue, she was dehydrated, frowning lightly Jason removed the ropes that bound her legs together and untied her from the tree that held her. The female was too weak to stand so wrapping his arms under her body Jay lifted the dog with ease and carried her back to his appartment where the dog recieved the care and love that she needed to recooperate, he took her to the vets to be checked for a microchip and was told that she belonged to no one. With this news Jason took the dog home and went to purchase some supplies, got the dog shipped and deemed 'Sky'.
The Person Behind The Character
NAME/NICKNAME: Kimmy
AGE: 19
HOW YOU FOUND US: Leah
A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF: Clumbsy
SAMPLE POST:
"t's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just wanna live while I'm alive"
The Basic Info
FULL NAME: Jason Noah Welles
NICKNAME(S): Jace and Jay
AGE: 25
GENDER:Male
I LIKE:Females
SPECIES: Human
SPECIAL POWER: N/A
Check the Claims Board before filling this out! Make sure its available please!
The Looks
HAIR COLOR: Dirty Blonde
EYE COLOR: Grey with flecks of blue and green
HEIGHT: 6'4''
WEIGHT:12 stone
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Tattoos - 'CMM' - bisep and 'Relax' left wrist. His nose due to breakage, scar on hipline due to appendix removal.
PLAY BY: Chad Michael Murray
The Personality
LIKES: -His Blue Kawazaki Ninja
-Chinese food
-Surfing
-Exercise
-His guitar
-Rock/Pop music
-Romance
-His dog 'Sky'
DISLIKES: -Men who mistreat women
-Alcohol
-Talking about his daughter
-Calm sea's
-Selfishness
-Women crying
STRENGTHS: - Surfing
-Playing guitar
-Caring/sweet
WEAKNESSES: -Protectivness
-Passive
-Optimistic
FULL LENGTH PERSONALITY:
There is no better way to describe Jason other than a completely hopeless romantic, he strives to make a woman happy, to make her enjoy every wild possibility, and to treat her for absolutely no reason at all. He is frequently calm and laid-back, it’s his outlook on life, enjoy the ride and let life take you wherever, don’t try to fight your destiny because it will get you in the same place anyway, but it would give you a tougher ride. Jace is a sweet individual, he could brighten almost anybodies day with his positive attitude, but always knows when to be serious, he’s not perfect, and does get into arguments, he does have his moody moments, and he doesn’t like to talk about some of his past with anyone, as the death of his daughter is like an open wound, and it’s sore to touch, but he’s quite happy to tell others about his surfing career or motorbike.
Jace is a very generous person, he doesn’t need to think twice about lending a hand in any way that he can, it’s nice to have help sometimes, and doesn’t tend to regret helping others, the most he ever asks in return is a ‘thank you’ in response, it’s just how he likes to work. Jason is a very protective soul, and it can be problematic at times, when he gets too protective it can be seen as possessive, but it isn’t, he’s lost a great part of him and is scared to lose another, it’s a sign and token of his love and kindness towards others, but he’s always there to lend a helping hand if he is needed. Ok, a downside to his personality is that he is patriarchal, he thinks that it’s the man’s job to provide for the women and take care of them, women in his mind, though strong in mind and body, are also more open to emotional impact from others around them rather than men. He doesn’t think women are weak, and knows that women can hold their own battles rather efficiently, but he thinks that men should treat women with the respect and love that they deserve.
The History
DATE OF BIRTH: August 13th
PLACE OF BIRTH: Forks, WA
CURRENT HOME: Forks
PARENTS: Sirius Julian Welles - Father
Roberta Kyla Wilkinson
SIBLINGS: N/A
IMPORTANT PEOPLE: N/A
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS: N/A (yet)
PETS: Sky - Border Collie
FULL LENGTH HISTORY: Ok, from the start Jason was born to his Police Officer father; Sirius Julian Welles and his nurse mother; Roberta Kyla Wilkinson. He was born and christened Jason Noah Welles, Noah after his Grandfather, and brought up in Forks where he lived a pretty normal first couple of years until an event led to his mother wanting to move away from the area. Jason was young, the details were sketchy and he was confused, never really understood why his parents wanted to leave the place of his birth. He was six when he had moved to California where he was enrolled in a private school; his parents earned a considerable amount and was able to supply everything he needed. Two years after this movement Jason fell very sick with appendicitis and was rushed into hospital when he was eight. He had a slim chance of survival but beat all odds, he was very strong and fought the odds to exhaustion when one day he woke up to find a scar the stretched across the bottom of his left side, just next to his hip.
Jason grew stronger as he entered his teen years, his voice broke, hair started growing in unexpected placed and he was tall, very tall for his age, his body was slender as he matured, his muscles protruding, a small six pack rupturing from his stomach. It was during these years that he took up surfing, he had always admired the idea of riding the waves, it was like riding an untamed stallion from the wilds. He purchased his first ever surfboard and ventured into the sea on a rather breezy day and found himself up against some pretty big waves, Jason took to the sea quickly, his body immediately appeared one with the ocean and he looked like he had been surfing for years, he was a natural at riding the wild waters under him that tossed and turned in an attempt to remove him from its back. During the years of his surfing career Jace had won various competitions against the best in California. He had a shelf of trophies medals and ribbons, and his parent’s were very proud of their little boy. So proud in fact that when he turned eighteen and past his motoring test his father went out and purchased Jay’s first, and very own motorcycle, it was a sapphire blue Kawasaki Ninja (http://ffeya.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/2008ninja250blue.jpg). He could remember that day, it brought him to tears, the shiny metal of his own motor, he could remember the feel of it between his legs as he straddled it; his bike was his pride and joy. He got into a fight, like most boys do and ended up with a broken nose.
Throughout his teenage years Jason also brought his very own guitar and took up guitar lessons. The guitar Jason had fallen in love with was an Ocean blue, full of skirls, just like his wild waves. It was always a talent he had liked the idea of, at first he struggled to get the hang of the strings and holding the guitar, but after a while his body adjusted and he soon found himself playing like a pro, it took him a while to get to a professional status, but now people would be very hard pushed to believe that he wasn’t a natural when he started. (http://www.acmewebworks.com/Images/blog/fitc_toronto_2007/images/guitarTexture.png)
When Jace turned 20 he decided to try something new, he went out and got a tattoo, it read ‘Relax’ and ran down his left wrist. He decided to get it because he figured out that life was like surfing, if you fight what is going to happen then you would be in for a larger fall, instead you needed to sit back, relax and enjoy the ride, let it lead you to where you need to be and everything would turn out alright. He truly believed this until a bed event lead to his breakdown. He got with his girlfriend who went by the name of Marsha Kathleen Matthews. He strove to make her happy, to make her enjoy every second they spent together, introduced her to new experiences, he was a hopeless romantic, and a charmer, but it was much more lust than love between them, and he never loved her, he knew this, and she knew this, the plain fact led to many arguments between them, and there eventual break up. But despite this he was attentive, romantic, protective, sweet, kind and generous, and that was without love, he could make a woman feel elated and as if she was flying with one glance, but if that was the feeling and treatment a woman would get if he didn’t love her, then the woman that he would eventually love would be multiplied. She would be the luckiest woman on the planet.
After the break up things went smoothly, he remained close to his ex, but how could she stay away, she didn’t have anything bad to say about him, no reason that she should hate him, but she was jealous of the love that he could give a different woman. After a couple of months, Jason learned of Marsha’s pregnancy, he confronted her about it, and was informed that the child she was carrying was indeed his. The news hit him like a ton of bricks and he almost collapsed under the sudden impact of the information, but he swore to take on his duties as the father and support Marsha. The time soon came around, they were both well prepared for the entrance of their offspring, Marsha had a difficult pregnancy she was often sick and in immense pain, the doctors advised her to give birth to the baby through caesarean, which she refused. When she went into labour, there was more blood than normal, it looked like a murder scene, Jason had accompanied her to the hospital but was asked to wait outside as there were complications in the birth of the child and they needed space to work. The baby was delivered in good health, but unfortunately, the mother died whilst giving life to the baby girl, which he christened Charlotte Maria Matthews, after her mother’s surname.
He took the child home after three days of tests and checkups and looked after her, he doted on his little girl, watched her grow, but she only lived a short life for at two moths Charlotte came down with Meningitis and passed away. Jason was distraught, he had lost his own flesh and blood after two months, he was given a taste of heaven and complete happiness and had it snatched away from him, what a cruel world. After this incident Jason sunk into chronic depression, he turned to alcohol and shut everyone that was once close to him out, he exercised obsessively and kept a photo of him and his little girl in his wallet, he wouldn’t cry, and he wouldn’t accept what had happened, he didn’t want to. This state went on for a while, about two years, when he received another shock that if he didn’t stop the drinking then he would die within three months, this news opened his eyes, he had stopped his life, where had the last two years gone, he needed to get himself back on track and start his life again, but not here, he couldn’t continue living in California. As a memorial trait of his daughter Jason went and got her initials tattooed onto the top of his right arm: CMM. After much consideration Jason decided to move back to his childhood home, he couldn’t remember why they moved away, all he could remember was that he was happy there, with that thought Jason journeyed to Forks once again.
Once he found himself in Forks and rented out a small apartment, Jace settled in quite quickly, he was relaxed going out and soon took up his normal morning jog once he got to know the streets and the sorts of people that went around. On one of his morning jogs Jason heard a whimpering coming from just inside of the forest, curious he followed the scared whines that he found came from the bushes. Shifting some of the branches out of the way Jason noticed a young female Border Collie dog bound in the underbrush. Her fur was matted and dirty, the white of her fur stained brown, she was wet from the rain that fell from the heavens and she was thin, she must've been there for a couple of days. Upon seeing the human the young female cryed out for help, stepping forwards into the bushes Jason knelt down and hushed the dog, holding his hand out for her to smell whilst he was doing so, the dog licked his hand with pale tongue, she was dehydrated, frowning lightly Jason removed the ropes that bound her legs together and untied her from the tree that held her. The female was too weak to stand so wrapping his arms under her body Jay lifted the dog with ease and carried her back to his appartment where the dog recieved the care and love that she needed to recooperate, he took her to the vets to be checked for a microchip and was told that she belonged to no one. With this news Jason took the dog home and went to purchase some supplies, got the dog shipped and deemed 'Sky'.
The Person Behind The Character
NAME/NICKNAME: Kimmy
AGE: 19
HOW YOU FOUND US: Leah
A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF: Clumbsy
SAMPLE POST:
A pair of charcoal ears twitched listening about him as Gabriel entered the gym, the scent of sweaty bodily excretions exiting his senses. He wasn’t there to exercise explicitly, but more to ease and control that sexual tension that had been building up inside him throughout the last few days. Stepping into a changing room Gabriel pulled his shirt off over his muscular body exposing his well toned chest and rock hard stomach. He slid his trousers down over his taught boxers to reveal a pair of sturdy legs. These clothes were replaced with a skin-tight black tank top and shorts which supported a red tribal design, leaning down Gabriel pulled on his black firm trainers and tied them up with some considerable force.
Meanwhile Kali stood watch outside the rooms, her gentle eyes scanning the area for a hint of a threat, breathing deeply she caught a scent of a creature that wasn’t human, frowning lightly she cocked her head to one side as she gave out a sigh, this was a bad idea and she knew it. The humans were keeping scarce as if there was a cause for concern somewhere near. Kali’s head turned towards the door as Gabriel made an abrupt appearance beside her, his gym clothes displaying his burly yet slim build and barely able to contain all of his straining muscles. His lengthy black and sleek tail was stretching out behind him and waving slightly before he looked to his faithful effigia.
Kali glanced at her master <i><color=#E238EC>”Párduc, there is another creature here, and it’s not human, so be cautious”</i></color> she whispered to him causing a flash to appear in his eyes. This look startled Kali into an early response <i><color=#E238EC>”Were here for exercise purposes only, don’t you go and start anything”</i></color> Kali hissed at her arrogant lycan partner. Gabriel grinned as an icy laugh burst from his throat <color=#00FF00>”now now Kali my pet, me start...you must be thinking of somebody else entirely”</color> Gabriel responded with as much sincerity as he could muster, but it wasn’t enough to hide his true intentions of the situation, his ebony eyes glistening with malice.
Gabriel made his way towards the machines and pushed his way through a group of snivelling and weak humans that only made an appearance to this place to make themselves appear more attractive to the female species, but their pathetic forms were no match for Gabriel and couldn’t withstand as much force as him. Gabriel got to the weights and lent down to pick some up; lifting the mass of metal from the floor he raised them towards his chest and continued this routine for a few minutes before moving towards the treadmill. Gabriel glanced towards the punch bag and a smirk crept along his mouth as his eyes beheld a sight of allurement, she wasn’t human, and she must’ve been the creature that Kali had warned him about. Giving a quick look back at Kali he directed his footsteps towards the brunette. She was toned and was straining to restrain herself; his keen eyes quickly picked up on the ring of knives that she had hidden, damn, she was dangerous, this would be fun.
<i><color=#E238EC>”Párduc, are you mad, please, let’s leave”</i></color> Kali whispered in his ear, she was nervous about this situation but she could see he wasn’t going to heed her wishes and so stepped forwards in a protective stance. Gabriel ignored his friends worries and advanced forwards <color=#00FF00>“Good kick”</color> Gabriel addressed the female that stood before him, his eyes taking in more small details of her figure and appearance, he was specially drawn to her silvery green eyes his natural instincts kicked in and caused an increased urge.
Meanwhile Kali stood watch outside the rooms, her gentle eyes scanning the area for a hint of a threat, breathing deeply she caught a scent of a creature that wasn’t human, frowning lightly she cocked her head to one side as she gave out a sigh, this was a bad idea and she knew it. The humans were keeping scarce as if there was a cause for concern somewhere near. Kali’s head turned towards the door as Gabriel made an abrupt appearance beside her, his gym clothes displaying his burly yet slim build and barely able to contain all of his straining muscles. His lengthy black and sleek tail was stretching out behind him and waving slightly before he looked to his faithful effigia.
Kali glanced at her master <i><color=#E238EC>”Párduc, there is another creature here, and it’s not human, so be cautious”</i></color> she whispered to him causing a flash to appear in his eyes. This look startled Kali into an early response <i><color=#E238EC>”Were here for exercise purposes only, don’t you go and start anything”</i></color> Kali hissed at her arrogant lycan partner. Gabriel grinned as an icy laugh burst from his throat <color=#00FF00>”now now Kali my pet, me start...you must be thinking of somebody else entirely”</color> Gabriel responded with as much sincerity as he could muster, but it wasn’t enough to hide his true intentions of the situation, his ebony eyes glistening with malice.
Gabriel made his way towards the machines and pushed his way through a group of snivelling and weak humans that only made an appearance to this place to make themselves appear more attractive to the female species, but their pathetic forms were no match for Gabriel and couldn’t withstand as much force as him. Gabriel got to the weights and lent down to pick some up; lifting the mass of metal from the floor he raised them towards his chest and continued this routine for a few minutes before moving towards the treadmill. Gabriel glanced towards the punch bag and a smirk crept along his mouth as his eyes beheld a sight of allurement, she wasn’t human, and she must’ve been the creature that Kali had warned him about. Giving a quick look back at Kali he directed his footsteps towards the brunette. She was toned and was straining to restrain herself; his keen eyes quickly picked up on the ring of knives that she had hidden, damn, she was dangerous, this would be fun.
<i><color=#E238EC>”Párduc, are you mad, please, let’s leave”</i></color> Kali whispered in his ear, she was nervous about this situation but she could see he wasn’t going to heed her wishes and so stepped forwards in a protective stance. Gabriel ignored his friends worries and advanced forwards <color=#00FF00>“Good kick”</color> Gabriel addressed the female that stood before him, his eyes taking in more small details of her figure and appearance, he was specially drawn to her silvery green eyes his natural instincts kicked in and caused an increased urge.
