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

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

Cas arches a dark eyebrow before saying "I tld you already i have a thing for Irish boys", she shrugs and smiles.

"Don't go shy on me now Bree" teases Orion, he steps forwar again and says "It's late, an it's cold, and as much as i would love to kiss you again, i think a better option for you would be to go get something warm to drink".

(We could ff to a certain point right now if you want x)

Cas laughs and bites her lip again considering his words, "Go on, just guess irish boy, it won't be that bad" she says with a grin.

Safia ♪ wrote: "I've joined a few days ago, but haven't been able to post because of school ^^; Will be working on my characters soon!"

Alright, welcome to the mentaltasticness ;) x

Orion bursts out with a laugh, "I think you'll have more trouble getting rid of me after that" he says.

Damien grins and Xander supresses a groan. "Come on then" Damien says.

Cas arches an eyebrow and leans back, she pulls her hair away from he neck so it spills down her back instead and says "Guess".

Cas says "Somethin different like what irish boy?", she smiles gently.

Xander feels a sudden shudder of pain go through him at the thought of her leaving, and even worse most likely never seeing her again. Damien, ignorant to his brother's feelings, smiles openly at Kylie and says "If you want a lift we can give you one, not trouble, thank you for everything". Damien comes to stand quite close to Kylie as he says this.

For one mad moment Orion cannot think of anything other than this, than of HER. Bree fills his mind as he kisses her back harsher but still gentle, you can' rush a moment like this one. But after a few seconds, and despite every part of him wanting to kiss her again, hold her tighter, just....be there with her, he pulls back.

Cas smirks and says "Nothing, Ioan".

Xander shrugs and closes his eyes tightly, everything has been so horribly emotional today, he wants to draw, to work on his art and do something with this frustration. Failing that he'd love to hit something or someone, but only if Damien tries to make him go back in.

Cas tilts her head and says "Right". Cas bites her lip and her dark hair fall into her face as she moves her head from side to side watching Ioan intently.

Soren sits still and takes both her hands, "Breathe muse, thats all you can do" he whispers. Soren cups her face with one hand and looks into her eyes, hi own full of concern for not only ONE of the most important people in his life, but TWO.

(Sorry took so long i've been bogged down by coursework x)

Merlin is just finishing up sketching up a tattoo for a man, the tattoo is of the man's daughter with wings. The girl had died at the age of nine last year. Most people don't understand that side of getting a tattoo, they think it's cheap and that you'll regret it later. Merlin has never regreted a single tattoo or piercing, and he has many. Merlin finishes off the sketch, he's in his office. Or at least it is his office for the moment as he has become part owner of the parlour very recently. The other owner, Clare, and Merlin are very close, she is the one who saw his art and offered him a job in the first place. After all the fucked up shit Merlin has been through, and there has been a hell of a lot of shit, he has found a life for himself. This life isn't exactly wholesome, but it's been a lot worse. Merlin stands up and catches sight of himself in the small mirror over the door. He's changed so much over the years. His hair is a dark ebony and wild, is facial features have become really refined, his high cheek bones and carefully sculpted lips give him a radiculously handsome appearence, but mixed with his piercings and tattoo's Merlin has even more of a dangerous edge than ever before. Despite not being involved with THOSE sort of people anymore. After all the years of fighting Merlin's body has changed from lean to heavily muscled and strong, and at 6,5 Merlin towers over most people. The only thing that has stayed the same is his eyes, they have always been a strange mixture of dark blue and liquid silver. SHE used to say the silver looks like tiny stars. Merlin finds it frustrating and painful that even after all this time he still thinks of her. If his mates knew, they'd think it was pathetic, Merlin loves the people here but they will take the piss out of any weakness relentlessly.

Jack looks up at the girl, his heavily pierced face creases into a smirk, not unkindly however. Jack nods at her and calls out "Trick you fucker, get out here, you got an appointment", Jack's voice is laced with genuine affection despite his sharp tone. Merlin has gone by the name Trick for a long time, he couldn't use his real name or his father's men woud find him soon enough. Merlin rolls his eyes and walks out of the office over to the counter by Jack. Merlin smirks at Jack and says "Fuck off Jacky, go piss off Bell for a change". Merlin hasn't looked at her yet.

Orion nods in understanding, her still holds her aroundthe waist quite fiercly, but his face is kind when he says "You don't have to say anything Bree, i'm just glad i was here for you".

Cas laughs at that "yeah, i got that irish boy...Ioan" she says. Cas leans on the counter in front of Ioan "but what about you, whats your deal?"

Xander lets go of Kylie's hand even though every fibre of his being repels the idea. Xander can only imagine what his brother would say if he knew how fucked Xander is when it comes to Kylie.

Cas takes the empty one and puts it in the crate they have for the empty bottles, "Someone likes to ask questions,.... irish boy" she says with a grin.