<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libidinal Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 30th- 11am ish<br/><strong>Location</strong>Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Troy<br/><strong> Misc Information </strong><br/><br/>Libby hesitated, Troy had moved to a bench bar and was leaning forward  looking quite forlorn and utterly sexy. She sighed in frustration. There went her plan of attack she could hardly go in guns blazing when he looked like his whole world had come crashing down. The brunette dittered why was she so confused when it came to this man?! What special power did he hold over her? Her delicate foot came up and itched the back of her leg as she gazed with an emotion at Troy. If he looked up now who knew what he would read from here face.<br/><br/>Libby sighed and though<em>I should put him out of his misery</em>Libby approached cautiously. Ready to flee at a moments notice she reached out and with a tenderness that would likely supprise the both of them ruffled the back of his head. "Tr" her voice came out as a whisper. Libby coughed and tried again. "Troy" the brunettes voice came out much clearer but not with any of its usual biting sarcasm. Instead it was soft and delicate, a complete contrast to Libby herself.<br/><br/>The fiesty woman had already felt so many rolling emotions with the hybrid, she also knew the man behind the beast to be kind, unless provoked. However Libby liked the rougher side of that nature to. Maybe it was time to let the shifter in. If he still wanted in, dout raced through her, what if he didn't want her anymore? What if she had effectively pushed him away?! Libby squared her shoulders in readiness for Troy to tell her to shove of.