<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 6:35am</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Kitchen</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3b/Vedaa_Arsenal.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Antigone Ray Shanae Ellington (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15306250#msg15306250)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Armored in Steel and Gold, black skirt and calf-high flex-steel war boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Arriving<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>Sunrise is still almost two hours away, 8:00 am.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Creed, open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=317107.msg15318731#msg15318731">Quote from: Gannameade on 17-03-2020, 05:16:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> “Yours you can call me Yours…..I mean Barry…my name is Barry!” </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As she caught her breath, his words made her blush a bright blue, and her temple markings to shade a brilliant pink.<em>Let the burn fade, let  the burn fade</em>, she thought to herself as she crossed to the bed and left the room, she truly hoped it was down before he saw her.<br/><br/>She guessed that she had not been too forward, since he followed her downstairs and outside. She kept a small distance here, moving to tend her bike, lifting it seemingly with one hand as she directed the front tire to realign. Her hand guiding this as well. It was always easier to take things apart than it was to guide them together. She had hoped her forward toying and what was that? Playful behavior? She didn't do that, who was he, he said he was hyper-kinetic but this isn't like her. Was it him? Hyper-kinetic, that meant what, Speedy Gonzales?<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=317107.msg15318731#msg15318731">Quote from: Gannameade on 17-03-2020, 05:16:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Would you like to have some.” </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Ummm, no, no thank you. Clean temple and all of that, but go ahead. She truly didn't care if he did." Then it hit her, "You met me at the door, are you on watch?" The command voice grew as she straightened, her bike continuing to stand in the air. This would be a big no-no if he was smoking that on duty. She would come down on him like a ton of bricks, her house or no, her team or no. Her cheeks flushed blue, her temple stripes held a yellow<br/>light your could read by in the pre-dawn morning.<br/><br/>