<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/AdrianaValkov.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Adriana Valkov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=239063.msg11787860#msg11787860)<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Ranch Veterinarian<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Lunch->Dinner, August 31st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pond<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Randall<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Flirting, talking with Randall<br/><br/>Adriana couldn't help the quick smile that flitted across her face as he invited her to touch him. Her hand reached back out and her fingertips made gentle contact with smooth skin. She idly traced the lines of ink in his flesh, dark eyes fixed on the intricate designs, until he spoke again. She could only nod in agreement as he spoke of the sense of impermanence, and of a journey she was rather exhausted with. But there was no end in sight for her, not yet. This was a resting place for her, the ranch, and maybe it would eventually become home, but for now...she just felt a little out of place, even with how inviting Virgil and Danica had been towards her.<br/><br/>"Well," she started to explain after he asked about her choice of occupation, then one eye popped back open and she heard his murmured compliment, which once again made the redhead flush. "You're pretty easy on the eyes yourself, handsome," she said, injecting a bit of teasing in to her voice to hide her embarrassment. "I, ah, I came here after I...after my husband and split up. We owned a bit of land in southern Utah, though with the divorce, we decided to sell it and split the proceeds. My horses are here now, and a cat. The dogs went with him. Anyway, I always wanted to be a vet. After the split, I came here because it was a safe place to get back on my feet, and because Virgil was sort of like my older brother, growing up, though I always did have a crush on him. After a while, I just...didn't have anywhere to go, and the studs aside, this is a fully-functioning ranch. I needed something to do, they needed a veterinarian...So I stayed."<br/><br/>She shrugged and looked away as she took a long pull at the beer bottle. Well, this was getting personal quickly. The wounds left on her heart from her relationship with Markus were healing, but conversations like this were good for making them pull back open a bit. Even so, Adriana's hands continued to trail over the warm, smooth torso of her companion, enjoying the sensation and delighting with each discovery of some marvelous little detail hidden in the artwork of his tattoos. She could counter with a question about his own reasons for being here, though she already knew at least some small part of it, from conversations with Virgil. If he wanted to share, she was sure he would.