<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EV2U0W4.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Chloe Andersen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16025956#msg16025956)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Arriving at Izzy's<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leopard-print lightweight jacket, tan short sleeve T-shirt, hip-hugging destressed jeans, belt, boots, and socks,<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>:  None, just getting started.<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>:  Izzy, Open<br/><hr/>The sudden deep rumble of a man's voice behind her caused Chloe to startle.<strong>"<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Son</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">of</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">a...</span>"</strong>she began as she turned around quickly.  Her lips sucked in and pinched between her teeth as the corner of her mouth widened in a grin even as the look of shock in her eyes quickly transitioned to surprise and then mirth.<br/><br/>Exactly how she died in Blood Harvest 4, she thought to herself.  After two minutes and fifteen seconds of the camera following her derriere around while opening credits rolled by.  The camera panned up to her face, just in time for her to realize there's someone behind her.  She turned around and screamed, a scream that was cut short as the machete split her lovely face in half.  Welcome to showbiz!<br/><br/><strong>"You jerk,"</strong>she said teasingly with a laugh.  Her arms opened wide and she stepped forward as he came close to embrace her.  She reveled in the momentary delight of his hard body pressed against her.  She then rose onto her toes, and whispered sweetly into his ear,<strong>"<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">gonna get you back,"</span></strong>only a moment before she planted a wet lipstick-stained kiss on his cheek mischievously.<br/><br/><strong>"As far as I know,"</strong>she answered and followed him back to the kitchen.  She nodded and replied amicably when he held up the wine bottle in an unvoiced question.<br/><br/>A flicker of movement near the stairs stole her attention before she could respond to Johnathan's latest question.  With no eagerness to have a repeat performance, she turned quickly and then smiled warmly.  Her eyes fell upon the sexiness that was Izzy.   A moment later she was wrapped in a warm hug. A chaste kiss was placed upon her friend's cheek in their normal form of greeting.<strong>"You smell nice,"</strong>she mumbled softly enough for hopefully only Izzy to hear.<br/><br/><strong>"I wouldn't complain,"</strong>she said at with a laugh at the jest of it only being the three of them.  Her smile turned lopsided as Izzy played it up for the non-existent cameras.<strong>"Girl, you still got it."</strong><br/><br/>Behind her smile, there was a bit of a sting of envy, mixed with pride.  Chloe wished she could tear up and cry on cue.  Even after all these years, there was still a stark difference in talent between herself and Izzy.  Maybe the action genre really was her lane, she thought to herself.<br/><br/><strong>"Jeez, boo.  Part of me still wonders how TMZ hasn't found us out yet."</strong>She knew Izzy made everyone sign NDAs and had a slew of high-priced lawyers a phone call away.  Still, it made her a bit uneasy - which only added to the excitement and thrill of these little gatherings.<br/><br/>Speaking of which... she pulled her iPhone from her back pocket and handed it over to the hostess.<strong>"Mind putting that away for the evening?"</strong>she asked sweetly.  She knew it wasn't a House Rule, and believed that Izzy likely trusted her, but there was really no point in her having it.  She wasn't planning on posting anything, and despite her age and generation, she could go a few hours without the social media lifeline.  Considering what they planned to do that evening, the interwebz was gonna be the last thing on her mind.<br/><br/><strong>"I invited a couple people I know,"</strong>she said looking at Johnathan.  Her gaze then shifted to Izzy.<strong>"They get the NDAs back to you?"</strong>Once she saw Izzy's affirmative she continued.  Her gaze back upon the extremely attractive young man.<strong>"One's a wickedly talented special effects make-up artist.  She's gonna be the next Ve Neil or Dick Smith, and she's sexy A.F."</strong><br/><br/>Blue eyes shifted between the glass of wine and the fruity cocktail Izzy just made herself and she pouted slightly.  However, her contemplation of what to drink was quickly cut short.  Her brow lifted and she subconsciously raked her top teeth against her lip as that tanned slender shoulder peeked out from Iz's tee's neckline.<br/><br/><em>Damn!</em>