<-----<strong>Scene Continued From Here... (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264911.msg13088787#msg13088787)</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/c2/67/38/c2673854d4348e28c9f3d9199449de1f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Savannah Ortiz</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13073369#msg13073369)<br/><strong>Time | Location:</strong>Evening | The Ortiz Residence<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bright pink blazer over black corset and jeans + heels<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Terry Hunter<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Plans for a little treat meet naked boy<hr/>Some of the laughter slipped free as Terry reacted to the sound of her voice, jerking upright as if he'd been caught in the midst of some terrible act instead of merely sitting down. It was the sort of reaction that had made her instantly suspicious of her kids whenever they'd been quiet too long and she'd gone looking to see what they were up to. In this case the young man was entirely unfamiliar to her but some reactions simply held true and her head turned slightly as her eyes narrowed at him. Of course, with him waving a sock her gaze shifted, since it somehow seemed to be the most out of place thing in all of this, and held for a moment before dropping back to the young man's face with a pronounced clicking of her tongue.<br/><br/>Yes, Savannah was indeed<em> tsking</em>at a strange male on her property in the dark. Having decidedly -not- grown up in the lap of luxury, she was well aware there were dangers out there that could pop up. However, here, in Towering Pines, Savannah was absolutely Queen of her castle. Which meant that there would be no cowering or overdone threats in the hopes of scaring him off. Not without direct provocation. Though she was relieved when his lifting his hand had only resulted in some attempt to convince her he was some sort of scout and not some confusing flash of gang signs or whatever. Besides, she was still rather intent on the curious manner in which he seemed determined on using that sock he held.<br/><br/>"Ohhh for heaven's sake... I have two children, mijo, I can assure you you don't have anything I haven't seen." Savannah rolled her eyes as he detoured from his intent to presumably try and cover himself. Men. Taking a few steps closer it was easy enough to confirm what she'd suspected. "Ay, silly boy, you hurt yourself, didn't you?" Which of course instantly took precedence over anything else and had her back to tsking.<br/><br/>"You were at that party weren't you? Drinking or something?" Savannah mumbled something about silly boys and stunts and pulled out her phone to turn on the flashlight function. "Alright, let's see it." Her tone suggested she wasn't going to take any lip on the matter either as she moved close enough to squat down. Her hand reached out to steady herself a bit as she did so, landing on the edge of the chair beside his leg. Just knowing he'd been attempting to wrap a dirty sock around a wound make her cringe and flared her mom instincts. He was lucky he hadn't gotten a pop upside the head for his trouble.