<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.shortpixel.ai/client/q_lossless,ret_img,w_980/https://www.clichemag.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/RILEY-HOODY-980x581.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Apollo Christopher King (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=315138.msg15273471#msg15273471)</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Apollo<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Back from early morning workout...Outside the camp<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Dabrina...hopefully Beowulf too.  Ms. Akira<br/><br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Friday, June 19th. Morning<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>energetic<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>Orange Muscle shirt, black gym pants, tennis shoes.<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>none<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was wrong that he was so thirsty.  He didn’t think that he was he was friendly and some so his friendliness as overtly flirty.  He wasn’t overt he was mostly subtle, his mannerisms were a bit less so.  He had been walking with Debrina when she showed up, the true goddess here.  He could see that she had been here forever and yet he rarely missed a chance to see her or spend time with her when allowed.  Now to her…he might have been thirsty, but look at her, the hair, those eyes, them limps and that sun kissed skin…yeah he wished.<br/><br/>“Yes, Ma’am.  I have.”  He said looking at her drinking her in but not leering or lecherous, but she surely had an apprising figure.  He knew she knew who this was…<strong><em>’And right there.’  </em></strong>He smirked as she mentioned Debrina by name.  He was not at all surprised she did, she seemed in tuned with those coming as well as those here.  Sneaking passed her…it didn’t work for him the last seven years so not trying didn’t come as something new to Apollo he would just have to be a bit more creative about his…sneaking out cause in was a true effort in futility.<br/>He wouldn’t talk for her, he wasn’t sure if he was kind, but definitely polite…very polite.<br/>