<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thursdy, January 10th - 5:00am</strong></span><br/><em>Garage</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/63/b8/22/63b8226097dc0f240ffc3e3462892001.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Kaine Brooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15291877#msg15291877)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top, Coveralls, Boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> Catching up like whoa<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> Mmmmm. It's <em>definitely</em> CJ!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>CJ Santoro, Closed</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"I mean <em>yeah</em>...but being virtuous is hard as fuck. You know that whole saying is from Aristotle's 12 Virtues? There's <em>eleven</em> other virtues, CJ. Courage, Temperance, Liberality, Magnificence, Magnanimity, Ambition, Friendliness, Truthfulness, Wit, Modesty, and Justice." He counted off on all his fingers and thumbs, then held up another finger at the end. "And before you ask how I knew that, I have <em>lots</em> of time to read now." And boom, just like that, she had him spouting off seemingly random facts just like back in the day. The good times among the bad.<br/><br/> He still couldn't quite believe she was back, but he planned on confirming multiple times and ways in the next few days. "I'm glad you vibe with my vibe. Now that you're here, whenever you wanna get away from all that over there, you can just come here, whether I'm in or not. I'm basically the only one who's ever out here anyway. Sometimes I even make it rain and just chill in the little roof gazebo thing I built and watch it come down, listen to it on the metal roof. It's awesome." As sudden and random as his question about her hair was, her answer was equally out there. <em>Gypsies</em>. "Gypsies? I...ah....but." He raised a finger in protest, then dropped it. <br/><br/>"That's not fair. I can't dispute that because it could always be gypsies, and they're still out there. So I'll choose to believe you...for now." He playfully smacked her ass a second time when she dared to call him out on it. "You act like I could ever forget this perfect booty. Nope." Somehow he'd made it through his story with CJ grinding on him like a halfpipe, but his pants were certainly a whole lot tighter by the time he was done. They'd just met back up, and were already snogging like high schoolers behind the bleachers, but there felt like no time lost. This was almost the same as back during the Eclipse, except anti-matter bombs weren't dropping and Sling Cruisers weren't doing strafing runs all night long. <br/><br/>"Bits out and <em>everything</em>. I'm not sure, but I think I emasculated a few. Probably why all of em' didn't rush me at once," he joked. "Thank God social media doesn't exist. I don't think my mom would be able to handle seeing me kick ass with my <em>ass</em> all out and about." He laughed, naturally and easily because CJ could easily bring that out of him. "It was pretty embarrassing. You could fly a nuke into the sun and save the world, but if your jeans are hangin' from your ankle the whole time people gonna laugh. No question. And that's how I felt that day. Like those bandits were laughing at my impressive package...right before I put them in the ground." She kissed him, and said words that made his heart do a flip. "And I missed you too. Every. Single. Day."<br/></span><br/>