<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">This is a collaborative post between lustfulintentions and Dragongoddess!</span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0e/2d/d1/0e2dd1ed9db57705f548c298ca48f1d5.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/567887516154331152/584106902942908435/Screen_Shot_2019-05-31_at_3.51.41_PM.png?width=209&amp;height=300)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Cassandra Pendragon</span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006244#msg15006244)</td><td><strong>Name:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Owen Christopher</span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Age:</strong> 21</td><td><strong>Age:</strong> 32</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Heterosexual</td><td><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Straight</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Hometown:</strong> <br/><em>Birth / Childhood:</em> Limerick, Shannon Region, Ireland<br/><em>Current:</em> County Down, Northern Ireland / United Kingdom Region, Ireland</td><td><strong>Hometown:</strong> Hamilton, NZ</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 July 2019 | Evening</td><td><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 July, 2019, Evening</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> Villa Backyard</td><td><strong>Location:</strong> Villa Backyard</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Wearing:</strong>  Same as in Picture Above  (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0e/2d/d1/0e2dd1ed9db57705f548c298ca48f1d5.jpg) with these heels (https://cdn-img.prettylittlething.com/0/8/4/6/0846027d88357f1d17aa8242ef455805fc75ba28_CLU0936_5.JPG), <br/>these bangles (https://cdn3.volusion.com/dexlc.mxapd/v/vspfiles/photos/bgh-05-t7kd-S-2.jpg) on her left wrist, this choker (https://img1.etsystatic.com/000/0/6729597/il_fullxfull.307266563.jpg), and <br/>this Claddagh ring (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/29/50/66/29506615c6184affc9da50e04f971401.jpg) on her right hand with the tip of the heart pointed <em>away</em> from her hand to symbolize being single</td><td><strong>Wearing:</strong> Light weight denim shirt, partially unbuttoned, white linen pants, brown leather sandals (https://imgur.com/lWslOYk)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Coupled with:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Owen Christopher</span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)</td><td><strong>Coupled with:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Cassandra Pendragon</span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006244#msg15006244)</td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> | Cassandra Pendragon | Owen Christopher | Jasper Jameson (Mentioned) | Devon Daniels (Mentioned) | Elsa Nilssöm (Mentioned) |  </div><hr/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cassandra Pendragon</span></span></div><br/>When Cassandra and Owen reached the food table, the redhead looked it over with apprehension.  It was Mexican food, probably her least favorite of everything she'd ever tried.  If she'd had the opportunity, she would have just run into the kitchen to make herself something else to eat.  Since she wanted to get to know Owen, however, she grabbed a little bit of everything except guacamole to take back to their seats.  She made sure not to complain about the food on the first day, though.  She didn't want to come off badly on the first day but she was sure she was probably going to be cooking most of the villa's meals so she could make sure there was something she'd like.<br/><br/>When Owen sat down in the chairs, Cassie realized she should have been more clear about her intentions to sit at the pool.  So rather than say something, she placed her food on the table and leaned down to take her shoes off, giving Owen a perfect view of her cleavage without paying attention.  When her shoes were finally off, she picked up her plate and walked to the edge of the pool.  When she finally did sit down, her plate had been placed on the ground.  She swung her legs over the edge to hang into the pool before turning to look back at Owen.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Come on."</span></span>She said patting the ground next to her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"We both know it's too hot out here to not take advantage of the cool water while we can."</span></span>Cassie's lips curled into a sweet smile as she made it clear she was more interested in being in the water rather than at a table.<br/><br/>When it was clear to her where Owen wanted to sit, she started picking at her food, not as interested as she had been before she realized it was Mexican food.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Never watched the show before, have you?"</span></span>She asked, actually wanting to know.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Yea it's like an unplugged resort, I guess you could say.  But I'd much rather get to know about you.  What brings you to Love Island?"</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Owen Christopher</span></span></div><br/>Owen caught himself peeking, paying a notice to Cassie's figure as she bent down to remove her shoes. It wasn't the most chaste thing for him to catch that glimpse, even less so for him to let his dark eyes hold there for a moment.<br/><br/>She was right about the pool, though. The heat had bothered him a bit, making it an easy call to slip off his shoes and carry his plate to the edge of the pool, where he dipped his feet in as he sat down to her right. He smirked a bit, having had the question turned back on him. Marty's voice rang in his ears a bit,<em>'And whatever you do, don't tell them that you think it'll help you break into TV work when you finally decide you're done playing.'</em><br/><br/>It helped Owen to feel less like of a liar to acknowledge that he wasn't really ready to be done playing, and that, unlike his pushy agent, he didn't think the show would help him break into broadcasting anyway.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"No, I've never watched it,"</span></span>he said, holding up his hand and waving it toward the house.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Not really my kind of entertainment, I guess. But me? I guess I just thought I needed to try something different. Have a new experience, maybe meet someone interesting? What about you?"</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Cassandra Pendragon</span></span></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Oh that's gotta be rough..."</span></span>Cassandra said in response to his admission of never seeing the show before.  One thing she knew from watching the previous season was if you didn't have a game plan, a backup game plan, and a Plan C going in, you probably weren't going to make it very far.  Still, Owen was attractive and Cassie was sure that if women had to step forward for guys first, almost the entire group of ladies would have done so for him.  He'd be okay for a minute on looks alone, wouldn't he?<br/><br/>She could tell something was being held back when he explained why he was there.  The redheaded girl couldn't explain it.  It was just a feeling in her gut that if she didn't ask the right questions, she wouldn't get the answers she was looking for.  Being as persistent as she could be, though, she already knew she was going to get the answers she sought eventually.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Meet someone interesting?"</span></span>Cassandra asked, raising a brow.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Looking like you do, I'm sure you could get any girl you wanted even in the outside world."</span></span>The answer he gave made a million questions rise in her head but she knew better than to make him answer all the questions while she answered nothing.  So instead she made herself focus on what he wanted to know about her.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Oh.  Um..."</span></span>She started, hesitating.  She put the silverware down and looked away from her current couple partner as she took a breath to answer the question.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Well, I really wanted to find a good guy here.  On the outside, I have a bit of a reputation.  I tend to go for guys like Devon or even the new guy, JJ, but every time..."</span></span>She paused, looking directly into the water as if it would ease continuing for her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Well, let's just leave it at it never turns out well."</span></span><br/><br/>Perking up to try to keep the conversation light and happy, she picked the fork back up and looked at him again.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"But you know, if I can't find that, I definitely want to at least have a good time while I'm here and hopefully make some new friends."</span></span><br/><br/>After taking a sip of the margarita she had picked up, she realized she had forgotten to ask her question.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"So, you said you hope to meet someone interesting.  What makes you think that someone interesting could have been me or Elsa and if I hadn't picked you, who else would you have stepped forward for?"</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Owen Christopher</span></span></div><br/>Owen let the assessment of his looks go by the wayside. Not that he didn't appreciate it, but, he'd traded on his looks for a long time. The little bit of notoriety he had from the best of his playing days, coupled with his relative fitness and good looks meant that most of the women he'd come across didn't have much of an interest that went below the surface.<br/><br/>He took a bite of his taco and chewed slowly while Cassie gave away the first bit of her facade. She seemed a little bit morose talking about her past, and Owen recognized that, even in a setting such as this, where some of the normal rules of dating might not apply, now was not the time to push on what sounded like a relatively intimate detail.<br/><br/>His gaze hadn't left her, leaving their eyes to meet when she looked back up and posed a more challenging question. The fact that he was mid-chew saved him and gave him a minute to marinate on the answer.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Well, to be honest, I was playing a hunch with each of you. You both seem very fit, very in tune with living at least somewhat of a healthy lifestyle. That's really important to me. I thought at least taking a chance to get to know someone who shared that would be a good place to start."</span></span><br/><br/>He paused and took his turn to look out at the water, as though it held anymore answers for him than it did for her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Frankly, I hadn't thought much beyond that. I was sort of just deciding in the moment, not knowing what order things were going to go." </span></span>Still holding his half-eaten taco, he reached back for the bottle of water to take a swig.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"I can't imagine having to choose must have been easy,"</span></span>he said, setting the bottle back down.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"But I'll express my gratitude that you took me off the hook before I had to face another decision. Besides, I think I already rather like your accent,"</span></span>Owen offered with a smile, trying to warm the conversation a bit.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Book Antiqua;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"What do you make of these new arrivals? Seems real quick to try and shake up the game."</span></span>