<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/31cf6d2c-2929-4c38-9ff4-2e812f92dcd1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ryen Aries (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214848.msg10570940#msg10570940)<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Sailor Mars<br/><strong>Where:</strong>His House/Papa Hino's<br/><strong>Time:</strong>April 8th, 6:00 PM<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nothing, changing into Black leather vest, tattered band tee, Torn black jeans, Rocketdog slip-ons. Commando.<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Noah/Moon (mentioned); Open to Team Moon<br/><hr/>Ryen yawned as he crept from bed.  It was a short nap, but then again on his day off it was well needed.  No coursework except for that morning, and the music store had been generous enough to let him off for the day.  He stood from bed, and stretched, letting his manhood sway as it pleased, knowing his door was locked and his adopted father couldn't see him.  His feet padded the floor softly as he walked into the bathroom, giving himself a smirk as he started his waking up ritual.<br/><br/>He jumped in the shower, unaware his phone vibrated on his night stand and stood in the heated water and steam, helping him wake a bit more.  He liked how the water felt as it softly scorched his skin, rolling down in ripples across his form, rinsing off any suds that came from washing.  After he had finished, he stepped onto the cold tiled floor and dried himself before wrapping the towel around his unkempt hair, walking to his dresser.  He pulled out some clothes and picked up his phone, a notification saying he had a text message appeared.  Ryen's eyes darted as he read the message and smirked, his thumbs tapping the letters on the screen of the lumia until he sent it.  It seemed the group was getting together and he sure wasn't going to miss it.  His message replied<strong><em>"I'll be headed there as soon as I get some clothes on"</em> </strong>Ryen tugged up his ripped skinny jeans, carefully tucking himself inside before tugging up the zipper and towel drying his dark hair.  He leaned over his bed, tugging on his shirt and his vest, before pocketing his phone.  He slid his communicator over his wrist since he only took it off to shower and smirked before unlocking his door and heading out into the bright sunlight, heading toward Hobgoblin.<br/><br/>