<div class="floatleft">(http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/sddasda%20copy_zpsdi1usvki.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olivia Moretz (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12404589#msg12404589)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Las Vegas | October 28, 2014 | 07:15 AM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Jason Aaron Vandel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12382263#msg12382263)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Feeling ridiculously relieved<br/><hr/><br/>A feeling of liberation overcame her long moments before Olivia really had valid reason to be relieved. A pregnant silence long lingered between her and Jason, starting the very moment he decided to distance himself from her and close the door. A rational - or paranoid, even perhaps - side to her worried that he would reveal himself as one of those notorious Evolved hunters that she really didn't even know enough of to make such a call. But that thought was soon dispelt; Liv, in all her naivety perhaps, could simply not fathom that someone capable of creating things of such beauty could be anything but good. Or at least decent enough not to rat her out, or so it seemed.<br/><br/>"Not everyone has secrets that could get them in trouble," she said vaguely, her gaze trailing after him with some delay. Olivia had remained in the same position as he roamed the extraordinary area of the Black Dragon casino, and it was only the sound of his coat, rustling as he took it off, that drove her to ultimately drag her gaze away from the carpeted floor and up to his figure. A nigh on soundless gasp escaped her, one initially reserved for the lack of attire he wore underneath, then for vastly different reasons altogether. Four, in fact, and as the pristine white wings that had hidden so snugly against his back slowly unfurled, Liv found herself subconsciously taking a step back, as if the very sight felt intimidating. "Woah..." she breathed none too eloquently, and surely Jason Vandel would be content to receive such a look of genuine surprise, not to be confused with shock; Olivia was all but ecstatic to discover that the very man whose talent had her in awe, now had her all but overwhelmed for being  an Evolved. Like her, and that perhaps meant even more.<br/><br/>She was evidently marvelling over his appearance as Liv sprung back to life, her feet taking her in a wide circle around him. Wide, because the sheer size of the wings that so naturally extended from his back was surprising and filled a considerable part of the room. Or at least that's how it felt; suddenly changing into a house cat seemed ridiculously significant by comparison. She ventured behind, only feeling a slight pang of guilt over being so uninhibitedly curious about the way Jason had evolved. "It's been so long since I met anyone like me," she mused with soft voice, her feet silently taking her towards his front once more. Eyes roved over the immaculate white of the feathers; could he truly fly? With imposing wings like that Liv couldn't imagine otherwise. She wondered just how often someone like Jason would have the opportunity to truly spread his wings and take to the sky without having to face potentially dire consequences. Visions of an angelic creature, ,darting through the clouds came to mind, the backdrop being that of vast mountains, endless forest... perhaps a long-stretched desert where people didn't often care to venture.<br/><br/>"They're so beautiful," she whispered, utterly captivated. A somewhat bashful expression filled her eyes as Olivia looked to Jason. "May I..?" she asked, and only with his consent raised her hand, revered in the way she extended her hand and ran her fingertips along the contour of one of the upper wings. "So strong and so soft, what a gorgeous contrast." Liv retreated her hand, feeling she was overdoing it. "Can you feel when I...?"<br/><br/>A giddy sort of laugh escaped her then, high-pitched and girlish; just how apprehension had changed to feeling wholly elated so quickly was beyond Olivia, but the revelation made feel all but euphoric, enough so that even as she bounced on her feet, she realized it wasn't enough. She needed something, an outlet, a way of getting rid of that energy that was just about bubbling over right now. And as soon as that thought sparked in her head, Liv revealed a winning smile, only briefly glancing down at herself before abandoning her mortal shape. Not a split second later a dark brown creature, like a shadow flew across the room, leaving behind the light material of the sand coloured dress which uselessly fluttered to the ground. A hawk, though small and far less imposing than the majestic angel contained within the casino's VIP room, adoringly circled Jason once, twice, a third time, screeching in that telltale hawklike fashion before darting off to the back of the room, where a bar stood with glass shelves that, for now, still lacked the vast assortment of alcohol that it would no doubt contain by opening night. The avian creature disappeared behind the counter, and when she emerged Olivia was human once more, albeit with pink, flushed cheeks and a look of delight gleaming in her eyes. The spot had not been chose without reason, and she had to lean forward to keep from exposing herself all over, her arms loosely crossed as they rested on top of the polished wooden counter.<br/><br/>"Fly with me," she said, her voice vibrant and brimming with ill-contained excitement. "If there is anything you do before you leave Las Vegas, then fly with me."<br/><br/>Olivia cast her gaze down briefly, an impish smile littering her features before she nodded behind Jason. "And if maybe you could hand me my dress, that would be nice too."<br/>