<div class="floatleft">(http://www.freehostedpics.com/hg/arielrebel/pinkdress/pics15.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Lizzie Cohen<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Local Movie Theater<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Tebastian, Renard<br/></div><br/><br/>Liz quickly turned her head to Renard whom always seemed to appear out of no where. "Gah! Jesus, how long have you been there?" She asked, her heart racing in her small chest. Lizzie was much smaller then Renard, and lithe.<br/><br/>The young girl stepped aside so Renard could join her in line. She had often found the man's presence comforting. He was funny and could be sweet, how ever Tebastian wasn't a fan. She gave Renard a polite smile, the wind blowing wisps of dark brown hair across her face. It appeared the Pig tails hair style wasn't doing its job. Up ahead the line moved as people purchased their tickets.<br/><br/><em>"No Tebastian tonight Liz?" The trickster had asked her.</em><br/><br/>"I'm suppose to meet him later. I think he had to make a small 'stop'." Liz said, knowing fully well that Tebastian was an insatiable creature of lust and desire. The thought made her blush. Although not naive to sex, Liz had not had a chance to experiment with such things. There always seemed more work to be done!<br/><br/>It was then that she heard Tebastian's voice from behind. He approached with a stride of confidence and power. "Speak of the devil..." Liz said, giggling at the ironic situation.