<div class="floatleft">(https://asset3.modelmanagement.com/mm-eyJ0Ijp7InIiOiIzMjAi/fSwiaWQiOiJpMzYxMzI5/IiwiZiI6InBuZyJ9.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elias Watkins (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13785993#msg13785993)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 1st, just after sunrise<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Streets of the city<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Running shorts, blue tee shirt, headband, running shoes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Victoria, Open<br/><strong>Contents:</strong>Morning run, chance encounter(?)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It happened so fast. One instant he was running through the fog trying not to think about Victoria, and failing miserably. The next instant he saw her, sensed her, and knew they were on a collision course. It happened even faster than he had expected. Though he tried to mentally prepare it and hoped to keep them from falling, she hit him before his lead foot got back to the ground. She caught him off balance so he fell, but they were slightly tangled together and she fell right along with him. His reflexes did kick in enough for him to twist, as he wrapped his arms around her. He went down on his back pulling her on top of him. Even without time to think about what to do his instincts were to protect her, to put his own body between her and possible harm. He hit the ground and she hit him. Though the wind was knocked from his arms stayed around her protectively.<br/><br/>While he was trying to regain his breath to apologize, yet again to her, she apologized to him. As soon as he heard the words come out of her mouth he knew she had not seen him and still did not recognize him. Surely with the mood she had been in just a matter of hours before, had she known it was him she would be laying into him, at least verbally, and quite possibly with her fists as well for colliding with her like that. He sucked in air and let out a sigh as he pulled his hands from her back. “No, Victoria, it is I who am sorry yet again. Please tell me you're not hurt.” At that moment as he was pinned beneath her his emotions were a turmoil. He was very sincere with his apology, he was worried that she might be hurt, was guilty and ashamed. Mostly though he was frightened that she would explode at him in anger again and she would never forgive him.