<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/Burnout-Blake.jpg)</div><strong>Blake Riven Richardson. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180776.msg8651239#msg8651239)</strong><br/><strong>Car:</strong>1990 Nissan 300zx. (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Blake-300ZX.jpg)<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>3/4 length Leggings, Nike Sports Bra, Baggy vest top and red and black trainers. Complete with sunglasses.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the front of the house // Running towards the park.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Demi, Jason, Marcellus, Open.<br/><hr/><br/>Blake raised an eyebrow at Demi's comment about 'keeping a slow pace for them.' She did see it as a challenge, but decided not to rise to it; she just needed to let of some steam and get out of the house for a while, that was all. Giving a small nod to her roommate, she parted her lips to speak.<strong>"Sounds good."</strong>She pushed up onto her toes for a moment, before lowering back onto her heels and then repeating the stretch. She quickly rolled her ankles as Demi took off, leading the run.<br/><br/>Blake spared a quick glance at Jason from the corner of her eyes, though it was probably hidden by her dark sunglasses. She took off running, though it was more of a light jog, following after her roommate quietly. She kept a steady pace, her dark eyes focused ahead of her as she let out a small sigh; the breeze felt great against her bare skin. Her tongue darted out briefly to wet her bottom lip and soon her lips were parted as she inhaled and exhaled in controlled breaths. Running and driving weren't so different in the respect that they were both one of her passions which shared a similar experience. Running, you could feel the breeze on your skin and go anywhere you wanted to go; driving was the same, just on a much grander scale.<br/><br/>Demi was quick, that was for sure, even though she'd said she'd take it slow, she still managed to get ahead of them with ease. Jason hadn't quickened to catch up, not that she really expected him too. Blake didn't think to speed up either, instead, she kept jogging besides her work out partner. Somehow, even comparing the difference in their heights, Blake managed to keep up with his longer strides; she did have to work a bit harder and run a bit faster, but she wasn't struggling to keep up like some others might. If she felt she was going to fast and pushing herself too hard, she would slow down. Whether Jason decided to slow or not was down to him.<br/><br/>When they entered the park Blake didn't bother to look around and instead headed straight for the bike trail. She remained quiet and focused, practically forgetting about everything else around her. Another thing she liked about running was that it gave her time to think, though that wasn't always the best thing for Blake. She was always one to dwell on things and over think things. All she could think about on this run was the race later that night.<br/><br/>Upon hearing Jason's voice, she was pulled from her thoughts and began to slow a little, her pants still controlled. She turned her head to look up at him, keeping a light jog as she spoke.<strong>"Yeah. She's pretty quick."</strong>With this acknowledgement, Blake turned to look the way Demi had advanced in.<strong>"Sure. Well head around the fountain then go back. Sound good?"</strong>She turned to Jason once again, continuing down the trail.