<div class="floatleft">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Terran%20Marks/TerranMarksTattooscopy_zps4ac9f738.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Terran Marks<br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Witch, Earth Deity<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nude<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st:<strong>2:20pm</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kendall Wood: Domum Heli<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Christa, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Terran was most certainly angry at her when he learned about her involvement in the disappearance of many of his girlfriends, but it was spilt milk. He wasn't going to cry about it. She hadn't killed them. She had showed him that she was capable or restraining herself, of being human. So, he got over it, quickly.<br/><br/>He smiled as she had said she would love to date him and then he laughed a little. Well, he'd hope so. He nodded as she confirmed dinner and a movie would be a good start. He'd make the arrangements with Angela later, see if they could get a private section of the restaurant for an evening, maybe some romantic candle light. Yeah, it'd be great. She'd love it. He just knew that she would.<br/><br/>His hands slid up along her body, behind her and up her back as she hovered over him, kissing him and he kissed her back. She wasn't ready to get back on for a ride and he was fine with that. He was content in just kissing and holding her. His hands slowly made their way up in to her hair. He gripped it gently, tugging gently.