<strong>Name:</strong>Isidora Udinov<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red lace camisole tank top with a black long sleeved shirt underneath, a pair of black cargo pants, and some combat boots.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mortocalus Plane<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/>(http://fanzee.com/files/clubpicture/lyndsy-fonseca.jpg?1318246048)<br/><br/>Isidora quietly sat not too far from Jake with her laptop out and her legs curled comfortably underneath her bottom. So far the plane ride had been quiet, and that was rather surprising for Issie since it was no secret how much Jake hated heights. And, this was as about as high up as a person could get without being an astronaut or something of the sort. Over the years, she had gotten used to trying to be more open and sociable with this group of friends, but even at times, Isidora tended to shut herself off. Especially now with the fact that they were going to a graduation party with all of their parents there. She could imagine that she wasn't the only one in that plane that might have been dreading it just a little. Not the chance to relax and have a good time with friends, but seeing her parents after graduating? That put a bit of a kink in her as her mind wandered the endless possibilities of what they would try to force her into next.<br/><br/>Her intense bright blue eyes glanced up from the screen to look at Jake. Over the last four years she had become especially close to him. She could remember almost being annoyed by Jake at first, and then slowly over time it turned into admiration for the man he was. She set down the laptop beside her on the cushioning seats and uncurled her legs from underneath herself to lean over towards him. Gently she placed a hand on his forearm and smiled just a bit as was her usual way of trying to show affection or concern. She always envied, in a good way, Aaria for the amazing compassion and gentleness she could seem to easily show to others.<br/><br/><strong>"I brought some of my handheld stuff with me if you think it might help. Either that or I could just knock you over the head if you wouldn't mind a bump on your head."</strong>Issie offered with a playful tone and a little more of a tilt to her soft pink lips.<br/><br/>