B.L.’s Comments (group member since Dec 15, 2012)

B.L.’s comments from the A Wild in Colbie group.

Kasper goes to get out more cars and Ever can't stop herself from reaching out to smooth his cheek with the back of her hand, "Just don't do it again please bad boy" she says softly so Kasper won't hear.

(Yeah i like that idea, lets go with it and they can (eye brows raised;) 'you know'. I really like them x)

"It's funny how you think im joking" says Orion as he kisses her neck again and her jaw line.

The little bit of force makes Cas want this boy more than ever and she lets him take control as he kisses her jaw, her breath becomes faster and she grips his shoulders tightly every part of her reacting to him.

Xander lets his hand grip her waist, there bodies perfectly intertwined in a way that Xander did not think was possible. Xander runs his lips over her skin letting the fore between them burn bright.

Cas's breath hitches as his lips trace her skin and she barely hears him, he's so gentle, "I don't think i could ever forget irish boy" she manages to get out. Cas moves her head, eyes still closed so she can kiss his neck at his pulse.

Ever nods without hesitation and finally realises she is biting her lip, she stops and says "Yes, are you alright?", she is still concerned about his cuts, it still feels awful to see him hurt like that.

Orion can see on her face that she is remembering and he tries to distract her by kissing her neck and saying "Good thing im a possessive and protective freak then". Orion smoothes her arm "Just say when you want to go to sleep, i may have to keep you here forever though, just saying...."

Cas lets herself fall into this kiss, her whole body tingles pleasantly from his touch, "Ioan" she gasps lightly against his lips before kissing him back, her eyes closing and her body pressed against his.

Ever feels her heart leap inside her chest at the way Drane looks at her and she bites her lip wihtout noticing. Ever brings over the drinks and Kasper takes the juice from his mum with a quick thank you. Ever looks at Drane and hands him the tea, her hand brushing his, her bottom lip still between her teeth.

Xander lets himself smile against her skin, so smooth under his lips, he wants her all over, to touch every part of her for the rest of his life. Xander knows his life will never be the same now he has had this girl in his arms. Xander pulls her roughly even closer so half her body covers his and he covers her mouth with his lips.

Xander's emotion snaps back and his eyes become dark and secretive once more, "My secrets are the things of nightmares my little princess, no place for a girl like you." he says honestly, the words carrying a heavy weight. Xander has suffered so much in his life and just being able to live with the memories is hard enough. Xander thinks for a moment, "I will not tell you everything, because there is too much, and you would not be able to handle it. But i will tell you one story of one of my scars if you agree to answer my question. Deal princess?" he says.

Cas bites her lip and leans forward, "Then do it, kiss me Ioan" she whispers against him.

Xander looks over as she bites her lip and he moves his hand over to remove her lip from her teeth, his hand moves slowly and Xander allows the back of his hand to brush over her face. Xander's cobalt eyes meet hers and nods at her answer "I always like the sky better when it's grey. Most people like it clear blue, but the grey is so much more true to life, mixed with bits of white and black, i like painting the grey sky more too. It's like the sky is trying to keep secrets, everyone and everything has secrets, even the sky" says Xander.

Xander shakes his head and his eyebrow arches back up, "I'm not, but you, princess, intruige me. My hand doesn't ache to draw everyone the way i wanted to drw you. Every person has a story of their own, something unique and thats what i love to draw, the story behind the person." he says, his gaze still intense on hers not wavering for even a moment. Xander sits down against the rock drawing his dark battered up jean clad legs up. Xander reaches up and pulls on the girls waist so she comes down with him and so they are close together, Xander looks over at her and says "What colour do you like the sky to be princess?".

Xander stops flipping the knife between his fingers and lets himself move to kneal in front of this strange beautiful girl who most likely wouldn't know real pain if it came up to her and stole her in the night. But Xander never judges anyone, not after bing judged his whole life. Xander allows the girl to see the non judgment in his eyes for a moment the flecks of silver flash. Xander reach out and takes her wrist in his hand, the cuts aren't that deep but it's going to sting for a while, he looks them over carefully. Then Xander flicks his eyes up to meet hers, and is genuinely glad to see how beautifully entrancing her eyes are, full with such innocence, something a twnety year old young man such as himself is not used to being around much. His dakr blue gaze is so intense that it rivals hers, his so dark and secretive whereas hers are bright with openess and....trust. "Alright princess, whats a beautiful girl like you doing messing up the that smooth skin of yours?" he asks carefully.

Xander is so distracted that he doesn't notice what she is doing until he is just about finished with the drawing, for once he is actually suprised by the results. When Xander wittnesses what the innocent looking, obviously a good girl to the core, does he gets up and leaves his drawing pad on a rock nearby and rips the picture of her out, he rolls it up and shoves it in his pocket along with the pencil and coal. Xander takes the knife from his boot and starts to flip it inbetween his fingers casually and skillfully. Xander moves over to the girl slowly and from behind her he says "Well that was a bit over dramatic luv, what did those wrists ever do to you?", he arches a dark pierced eyebrow, his wild black hair blows slightly in the breeze.

Xander takes his time and gets out a thick pencil and a piece of coal, he carries them around always, a true art boy if ever there was one. Xander has the unique ability to see into the very core of people and not only draw them but to also draw them as their true selves whether that is his interpretion or their own. Xander's eye for detail has always gotten him in and out of trouble, it makes is cobalt blue gaze itense to the point of making people feel uncomfortable because most people do not like being exposed. Xander aches to draw this girls eyes, the eyes are his favourite part as they cannot hide anything and they cannot lie, although Xander has learnt the ability to hide his emotions in his eyes which makes them blank in a way that unsettles others.

(Sorry, it didn't show up on my damn notifications x The stuff with Kasper is just to give you a feel for the character ok...and because i'm bored x)

After a long moment of silence Kasper cannot keep his question in any longer,"What have you been doing in Bristol Xan?"
"Skipping, Killing...you know, the usual"
"Seriously Xan, i heard stuff from David about it"
"Then why the fuck are you asking. David talks shit, he doesn't know anything, so fuck off"
"Xander, just tell me whats going on and i can help"
"See previous answer"
"If you don't tell me Xan, i'm going to have to check it out myself, and i'd rather not, i'll have to go to Leroy"
"You can take a flying fuck at a rolling biscuit but that won’t make me tell you jackshit." snaps Xander having had enough of his older brother getting on his case for one day.
"You need to stop doing all that shit in Bristol Xander, you'll attract unwanted attention from you know who" says Kasper exassperated.
"First of all, i'm pretty sure voldemort has more pressing matters to attend to, secondly you whinge too much brother... my actions, good or fucking bad, they belong to me. Mine. I own them. So again, fuck off"
"You have serious issues" says Kasper in explaination to Xander's open hostility.
"I think you shall find that the technical term is ‘complete and utter weirdo’" replies Xander with an even bigger smirk.
Kasper's girl Kylie, who had been silently rolling her eyes thorugh all this finally says "But Voldemort might be really in terested in finding a new boy to try and kill now the whole Harry thing has gone down in smoke"
Kasper looks incredulous, "Are we really fighting about Harry potter?"
Xander laughs and then sends another smirk Kylie's way, "Yeah, we are. You know, i read Kasper's diary once-"
"I do NOT have a diary Xan-
"Sorry, 'feelings journal'"
"Xander-"
"He was very descriptive when he was baring his soul....so many adjectives"
"You are such a tosser brother"
"The fact that you expect anything else by this point is why you fail as a person brother"
"Ha ha, that is just so insightful" says Kasper with an eye roll.
"I know, i've been practising all day long for this" says Xander sarcastically.
"He's a writer," Kylie smiled at Kasper, throwing Xander an "oh please" look, "So of course he writes. What about you, don't you have feelings somewhere under the sarcasm and mouth?"
Xander arches an eyebrow thoughtfully and Kasper rolls his eyes, "Xan is an insane psychopath, of course he has no feelings. It must be very hard for him to be that way, very time comsuming" says Kasper only half sarcastically.
"Only if you waste any on remorse" says Xander with a dangerous smile, eyes flashing with it.
"Which you don't?" says Kasper.
"I gave up remorse a long time ago, it was a bad habit." answers Xander.
"It is," Kylie said softly a few moments later, looking at both of them, "Otherwise it just eats at your soul until you have nothing left except that. If that happens, you're just a shell."
"I know what you mean, i never do anything good, because as soon as you do that, people start to expect it. And i don't want any expectations forced on me, because i can never live up to them. Not ever. I'll never be good...some people were just born to be fuck ups, and i can live with that". Xander gives her one more incredibly intense look and then turns on his heel unable to stand the looks his older brother is giving him, but he should be used to it by now


Xander walks purposely across the beach, he needs the time to think away from his older brother. Xander told Kasper that he didn't want to go see their aunt in hospital but Kasper wouldn't let it go, said she raised them since they Xander was 14, but all Xander can remember is an old woman who resented their existence in her life and who hated Xander to the core. But to be fair most people either fear Xander think he's dangerous. Even people who are supposed to be his mate's dont't push it, but when you some from the sort of place Xander does then thats to be expected. Even now Xander can tell people feel that he is different, by looks alone sometimes. Xander works at a tattoo and piercings parlour in the city and mostly because of that Xander has quite a lot of tattoo's covering his arms chest and spiralling up his neck along with the pierced eyebrow, a bar thorugh both his eyebrow and his tongue, plus other places that remind him of his friends at the parlour, the only place he is truly accepted. Xander is about to take out his sketchpad to do some desperately needed distraction and soul baring when he notices a girl, well if he's going to draw something it might as well be her. Xander is everything that is dark and bad, andhe would never want to be any other way, if only to piss off the world itself.

Well he's badass and completely reserved because of his past, but he can come on strong in a certain way, not in a drunk way though x And we can do...by the rocks or outside the bar x