<div class="floatleft">(http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad252/NekoTheSecretNinja/618818_zpse050e858.jpg~original)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eden Elks<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Sailor Venus<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Street corner cafe -> The Great Burger<br/><strong>Time:</strong>April 7th , 7:30-7:45-ish pm<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White jacket with powder blue stripes, white jeans, pale orange tank-top<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Mercury / Trent Attwater, Jupiter /Jacob Donarr , Open<br/><hr/><br/>Eden's round eyes were Bambi-like as they held Trent's reflection with a certain almost naive nature before a teasing and sly smirk spread about his lips.  Retreating from his straw. That cock of his head to the other side as he took that dating statement into consideration. A gentle stereotypical flip of his frosty fringe given with that flower-boy heart-breaker smile flashed in the other's direction.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>" Don't you know? I'm a smooth criminal, I break in and steal your heart without a plan.  That way it can never be foiled."</em></span>he'd add jokingly, sticking his tongue out childishly as he hung out in the edge of the opposite side of the booth. A certain charm to his ways. Eyes slowly retreating with a sharp glance to the side. A flirtiness as he continued to drink his milkshake.  Pearly whites giving a gentle graze across the smooth and pouty pink lower lip of his in approval whilst those vibrant eyes scanned up and down their scout team's muscle. A breathless, admiring nearly drool worthy laugh under his breath offered as he stared in awe.<br/><br/>A certain teen unable to help himself and not asking permission as he went unnoticed. Letting the two continue their little back and forth whilst his own hand helplessly crept down the leaning 6'5" tower of a man's broad chest. Dainty digits trinkeling down the strong muscle with a greedy, lust driven amusement. Though he was ignored through out the entire act. Fingers running down his abs, molesting the other's torso through the thin and appealing fabric of his tank-top that did little to hide his masculine assets. The Sailor Scout gently pressing his knuckles along Jacob's abs along the side, playfully punching his side with short baby-ish playful jabs.<em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">" What the hell are you, bulletproof..? " </span></em>he'd whisper under his breath. Seeming to tilt his brows, the once highly sexual now an amazingly impressed curiosity. Giving two more of those little jabs noticing not even a slight stutter or laugh breaking in Jacob's demeanor through out the conversation.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>" Can you even feel that? "</em></span>he'd question, still getting no answer, though not truthfully expecting any response at this point.<br/><br/>The ditzy blonde unaware of what was even going on in the conversation leaned down, pulling a small marble sized bouncy ball and  bouncing it off the other's abs childishly in an almost cartoonish event.<em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">" ...This is kind of fun.. "</span></em>he'd add in a raspy, boyish tone as if surprised by his own brilliance.  He'd glance up towards the two of them the moment food was being mentioned and he heard something about watching his figure and Jacob was now next to Mercury and seated.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>" What's going on now? "</em></span>he'd ask, completely oblivious to the conversation that was being held as he held the oversized extra-large strawberry milkshake closer to his face and gave a long awkward staring drink while not breaking eye contact with Trent for a good fifteen seconds or so. Parting his lips and tracing his tongue across them shortly after, darting his eyes between the two and finally looking towards the menu.<em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> " A spicy chicken - cheddar bacon burger sounds... promising. "</span></em>he'd add skeptically as though he was up for the hot challenge. Yes, this was there leader for now. Surprisingly beyond the intelligence he show-cased moments earlier and a warrior of love and justice!<em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"I think I'll get onion rings instead of fries, no.... no... sweet potato fries? Yes...  "</span></em>he'd chime in seconds later in a tone that sounded like it should have been saved to announce a deep and dark ploy to destroy the opposing enemy. Seeming to struggle ordering perhaps a little more than making a battle decision.