<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Chrisevans.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: M. Vaas (http://URL)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jana Lam<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Cottege 1; standing on her front porch.<br/><strong>When:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red velvet Tai-Chi uniform w/ white cuffs, black shoes.<br/><hr/><br/>After only a few brief moments of waiting, the screen door opened to expose the petite beauty he'd come to see. Hands clasped in front of him, Mason couldn't help but give a wide-eyed look at her gorgeous curves accentuated by the bikini she wore. His body language appeared supremely relaxed, as he always did... mirroring the energy of whomever he spoke with, blending like water in a teapot. His stance was perfectly balanced, and every movement seemed to come like tidal waves crashing upon the shore. His vitality was palpable, as was a spark of passion and zest. His gorgeous eyes were bright and clear, and his voice deep and measured. He flashed her one of his sharpest smiles, perfect teeth flashing in the late afternoon sun...<br/><br/><strong>"Actually, it looks like you were just heading out... You look gorgeous."</strong>The compliment came easily from his lips, seeming more a factual statement than a come-on. She had seen him at his best in the ebb and flow of bodywork, and knew he was the vision of professionalism when working... Now, however, he seemed to exude a fierce and powerful energy; as if beneath his human shell, he were a tiger stalking prey.<br/><br/>She got the immediate impression that whoever this man was, she would enjoy his company immensely... Even if it was just over conversation.<br/><br/><strong>"Actually, I was on my way over to see if you'd like to join me for dinner this evening..."</strong>He paused, taking advantage of her offer to enter her personal home. As was common for Massage Therapists, he was not afraid in the least of touching her. He stepped through the open door and placed a warm hand upon the smooth flesh of her side upon passing her. Once inside, he continued,<strong>"But, I hate to be a bother if you have prior plans."</strong><br/><br/>He surveyed her living area casually, breathing in the scent of her home... Turning, he smiled at her, drawing her eyes to his. The man seemed intuitively drawn to one of the books sitting nearby on a small end-table, glancing at it, his curiousity sparked.<br/><br/><em>Who was Jana Lam?</em><br/><br/><br/><br/>