` friends and lovers

[isaac clarke]

(SMILE AND LOOK ALIVE )
THE CAMERA LENSE IS OPENING, A WIDER ANGLES YOURS.

Isaac loved the beach. It was something that he not only lived by all his life but always retreated to when he had a rough day. There was something about the crystal blue water of the Californian shores that was just so soothing and relaxing that it almost brought Isaac to his knees. The only downfall of the beach was the sand - it got in every single crevasse that he happened to have, which was rather annoying. He had to take even more time to get clean in the shower, his already lazy personality being strained for the task. But he supposed he couldn't complain - he was the one who always returned to the beach after he swore he never would again.

Today was going to be an excellent day. Isaac was flying solo and had been for a while now. He wasn't exactly sure where all his usual party buddies went, but as the summer was roaring on with alcohol and beautiful women. Isaac had no wing man or anyone to really keep him company other than himself. He, of course was fine with this. People normally just slowed him down or made him want to bash his face into a wall. They always have such pointless tales to tell - like he gives a flying fuck about their lives. It was even worse when he was meeting a new person or girl who he'd like to take home that night. He had to sit and listen to her dread on and on about her tan lines or something ridiculous like that. The thought made him want to throw up. That's probably why he wouldn't start hitting on a girl until he was at lest feeling a buzz. Only alcohol could make the conversation remotely interesting to him, and even then he had a hard time not laughing in their face. He had to pay a steep price from his habits.

Still, there were a few people he wouldn't mind seeing. Like Chess for instance. He had no idea where she disappeared to, but Isaac actually kind of missed her. She was one of the only girls who didn't obsess over petty little things and was open with aspects of her life that most people are not. At lest with him anyways, and thats all that mattered. Not to mention she was drop dead gorgeous - all those tattoos. Just thinking about her made a smile spread across his face. Her body was a piece of art, and Isaac loved every second of it. He always found himself admiring her tattoos and hearing the stories behind them, he having a few of his own. So, in her honor Isaac decided to attend the bonfires at the beach tonight, something he hadn't done in a really long time. The first time Chess and Isaac met was at the bonfires. Isaac actually paid more attention to her mind then getting her into bed that night. Not to mention he had a girlfriend at the time (surprise surprise) so he had to remain faithful. Though, truth be told he would have loved to take her home with him that night.

Isaac normally avoided such large social gatherings like the bonfires. He knew that all the drunken, horny idiots were going to be prowling the beaches for their flavor of the night. At lest when he was going to pick up a girl he was sophisticated about it, not like majority of these horn dogs. But tonight be felt like being social, his bed having no one in it but himself for the past week made his hunger and lustful tendencies grow. He planned his day out accordingly, spending the day on the beach socializing or surfing. He managed to snag a few numbers over the course of the hours he was there, some girls promising to return for the bonfires just to hang out with him. It was way too easy. He had a nice cycle going : Surf, get a beer, chat up a girl for a few minutes, repeat. It went like this all day for the most part, Isaac spending most of his time in the water rather then on the beach. Some of the girls he tried talking to were just not the brightest crayon in the box. The more he lingered on the beach the more appealing his surf board looked rather then all these girls in their bikinis.

But once the night time came Isaac replaced his swim shorts with a pair of cargo shorts .. and nothing else. No shirt, no shoes, why bother? The setting sun on the ocean's horizon set up a nice atmosphere, more people starting to flood the beach as the fires started up one at a time along the shoreline. Isaac walked along the shore for a little while, spotting a group of familiar faces by one of the bonfires. He grinned, making his way over and grabbing a beer out of the cooler that was sitting underneath a small umbrella. Already feeling a nice buzz from the day he walked over to the group, many people beaming as he approached. Hi issac! Babes, what are you doing here? Yo bro! were just some of the things he heard, giving some girls a hug and others just a nod and smile, flashing his pearly whites. Isaac was always at all the parties, so a few people he partied with on a regular basis were around the fire. but none too appealing to him, to be perfectly honest. Just familiar faces that he could interact with. Time to make someone feel pretty he thought to himself, spotting a girl he had hooked up with before. He moved to stand next to her, putting his arm around her nonchalantly as he took another sip from his beer. "Hello darling, long time no see," Isaac said to her, the girl flashing him a teasing smile. 'no shit, you never called me!' she giggled, Isaac laughing too. Of course he didn't call her - did he tell her he would? Hell, he couldn't remember. "I've been busy, I'm sorry," he lied, not really giving a crap about this girl at all, but it was some form of company. He couldn't even remember her name. As she started going off about something Isaac let his arm fall from her as his eyes scanned the beach for someone of more .. interest.

Isaac was hopeful that for whatever reason Chess would be around tonight. As the sun continued to set he figured there was a 50/50 chance. He stopped going to the bonfires for a while but that doesn't mean she did.

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` status; closed for kain with chess C:
` lyrics; look alive - incubus

[Chess Lincoln]

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IF I COULD TELL YOU ONE THING,
I THINK THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW.

it was pretty hot outside and oddly enough, I felt as though I needed to be a beach goer.. but one of those attractive ones that are pale. I loved my pale complexion and the one thing I hated about this damn town was the sun and such. I would’ve loved to travel everywhere with an umbrella just to keep the sun from mauling my tattooed body. In all entire honesty, I really disliked the thought and image of my body being one of those chicks that tried way too hard and had the body color of an orange crayon with all these tattoos. I cared about my tattoos, and I cared about them enough to stay my healthy white appearance. Call me crazy, but I went everywhere with this black laced umbrella. I would get looks, but hey.. I got looks anyway. That’s just how I was. The way I dressed turned heads and my tattoos either held praise with the younger kids or hatred from the older generation. I couldn’t help but to smile at that fact. Haters were gonna hate, right?

Today was an interesting one. I woke up and took my usual shower; did my hair and everything.. then felt as though I should head to the bonfire of tonight. Why? I hadn’t gone to one in a while, and I was in need of searching for some memories of a certain somebody. That kid, to say the least, was amazing. And I don’t even know what happened to him. that kid was Isaac. I figured that I might as well give it a try to look more flaunty and more attractive than I usually felt just in case I met up with him. I mean, might as well look nice when you catch up! Today I was feeling a little extra daring and dark, and dressed in some black skinny jeans with some parts that were leathery feeling, a black and white lace corset, some dream catcher earrings.. with my own little twist on them. Instead of the webbing inside the dream catcher being all wound and pretty, I managed to make my own little earrings into pentagrams. I was content, to say the least. Call me a devil worshipper; I didn’t care.

Some other little things I added onto the outfit were this bird skull ring with a matching bird skull necklace. Content, that I was. I made my greenish eyes absolutely pop out with color as I put on this blue eye shadow and shaded it with some other colors to make it bright; put some stars under my eyes to the sides, and put on this bright red lipstick. Yep, you couldn’t miss me. Nor would you be able to miss the look in my eye or the glint of my lip ring against this bright palette my lips were. I figured id wait a bit for the sun to set before heading out there. The last thing I needed was to get sand everywhere and stay like that for god knows how long. I wore no shoes though, who needed them in this weather? Theyd just get ruined anyway. Oh, and another perfect thing I managed to do was to leave my umbrella at home. With the sun setting, I was sure the only tan id be getting was one from the fires. I wasn’t complaining, I was content as I could be.

I curled my hair and made sure my little feather extensions looked good before I took most of the day to bum around and draw and sketch random things. To my surprise this took a ton of time. It was something I was happy about, though. Don’t get me wrong, I just wanted to have something to pass the time before heading out there. I didn’t feel like getting hit on all day and then by some drunks. So I figured I might as well go while they’re buzzed and then drunk. Better than some sober kids, right?

Finally the sun was beginning to set and I found myself heading out to find whatever life brought me for the evening. Luckily, my dorm was actually semi close to the beach so the walk there without shoes was pretty fine and the beach actually managed to feel amazing. The way the sand spilt over my toes, made me content. As I headed toward the huge groups of people with the fires that blazed like a burning fury, I smiled slightly to myself. I grabbed a bottle from some guys bucket of ice and gave him a soft wink before moving on. He just nodded to me with a grin and I continued. I got a few hugs from random guys I knew or had tattooed, but mostly some evil glares from some girls.

That’s when I looked up and spotted some kid that just about made my heart stop. I saw his arm around some girl for a few before it dropped and I figured id have a little fun. I entered the circle nodding to a couple guys but heading straight up to the boy that was literally just on my mind for the day. “holy fucking jesus. Look at what the cat dragged in.” I grinned brightly stepping up in front of Isaac and shifted my Bud light to my left hand so I could take my right hand and run it along his jaw bone before returning the hand to my side. The chick next to him easily glared at me, but my main focus was on this kid. “I’ve missed you, Isaac. I mean, fuck. Where the hell’d you go?” I said with a bright white flirty smile to him. My Finnish accent flooding the words with color. My bright eyes glued to the boy as the fire reflected the hot blaze within my gaze.

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I’M NOT AFRAID TO LOVE YOU,
JUST OF LETTING GO.

outfit; here.
tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; soooo stoked!
translation; --
inspiration; beside the others – tickle me pink

[isaac clarke]

THIS PARTY IS DULL AND UNINVITING. PARTICIPENTS OLD IN BLACK AND WHITE
( YOU ENTER IN FULL BLOWN TECNICOLOR )
NOTHING IS THE SAME AFTER TONIGHT.

As Isaac stood beside some brunette who's name he still could not pull from his memories, he found his attention not remaining on the person it should have been. In all honesty Isaac was that guy that every girl was warned about. He was the one that would make you feel like a million dollars until he left you out to dry. It wasn't something he really took pride in but he knew that this was something about himself that was not going to change. Why? Because he was always just so bored. There has yet to be a girl that he has been with that was able to catch his attention for something more than just sex. Even with sex some girls were just dull and boring. If they retreated back to his place he would normally send them packing early in the morning or he would skip out of their bedrooms before they even knew he was there. He knew it was awful of him to do such things to every girl he meets but Isaac couldn't help it. He always made himself feel better by telling himself that he left that girl wondering if she was just dreaming or did that wonderful night of lust actually happen.

Isaac was pulled from his thoughts when the brunette started to tug at his shirt. 'Isaac! were you listening at all?' she demanded from him, Isaac blinking as he looked at her. He normally never let himself become caught out so quickly about his listening problem. It's not like she was saying anything important anyways, but Isaac still had yet to see a sign of Chess and she might be his only entertainment tonight. "Of course I was," he told her with a broad smile, taking another large chug of beer. Boy was he going to need it. 'Oh good! so what do you think about Lady Gaga's new outfit? Isaac almost choked on his beer. "Lady Gaga? Is that really what you've been going on about for the past ten minutes?" he questioned almost in disbelief. Not only did he not give two shits about her outfit but she was a plague on human society. I mean really, someone who tries so hard to be different is exactly like everyone else. She isn't embracing who she is, Isaac doubted she walked around in a meat dress before she was Lady Gaga. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her and take yet another large swing of his beer. "Its .. the farthest thing from art," he told her flashing her a flirtatous smile knowing she was insulted. "But don't worry baby, you're my muse," he lied flat out to her face. God he was awful, but it was just so much fun. The girl squeeled at the thought of being his muse she put her arm around his waist, Isaac returning the favor.

Isaac hated the fact that he was settling on this less then average girl. He was disgusting, but the fact that she kept falling for his cheap one liners made it just as much her fault as it was his. With some people Isaac actually had to put in an effort to make them want to come home with him - that or just buy them enough alcohol - but she was cheap and easy to get to. She clearly didn't have much self esteem either. Isaac liked challenges, but tonight was one of those nights that he just didn't care. One of the girls who he managed to get a number out of earlier was no where to be found, and she proved the be the most interesting of the few he met today. The girl at his side seemed happy and content that he was her catch for the night when truth be told she was just a substitute for someone he would rather have in all aspects. A few minutes passing Isaac let his eyes wonder again to see if Chess had made her way to the beach. Still no sign of her. He was about to give up for the night when he spotted a rather familiar tattooed female approaching him from the other side of the bonfire.

Isaac's mouth curled up into a devilish grin, taking in Chess's appearance to it's full extent. God damn. She never looked so good then she did right at that moment. Isaac let his arm fall from around the other girl once more and stepped away from her, his attention completely on her. Nothing was sexier then Chess with a beer in her hand, looking at him with those beautiful eyes of hers. Isaac always had an attraction to Chess and even though he never slept with her he didn't mind. The flirty behavior and lack of physical boundaries made their friendship all the more fun. The minute he heard her accent it sent shivers up and down his spine. It had been far too long since he has seen her. Good company was way to hard to come by.

"Damn Chess. If looks could kill you'd be a fucking shotgun," he complimented her, that devilish grin never leaving his face. He must have missed her walk along the beach toward the fire, but he didn't mind. It was a pleasant surprise when one minute he was thinking about his lackluster evening and the next he was in front of this marvelous woman. Isaac heard the girl give a little bit of a pout wondering who this person was and why she had Isaac so captivated. There was no doubt that she was frustrated, Chess looking the way she did. Isaac thought it was wonderful though most people thought otherwise. Feeling her hand agains his jaw line Isaac's eyes connected with hers. "I've been drawing. A lot actually. I think I might have another tattoo in the making," he mentioned knowing the thought would give Chess some kind of pleasure. "And what do you think you're doing taking that hand away from me?" Isaac demanded, taking her free hand back in his before looking back to the other girl.

"Uh .. well. What's your name again? Doesn't really matter. See you cats later I have more interesting people to be with," he gave everyone a goodbye by holding up his beer in the air, the guys giving him two thumbs up. They probably thought that he and Chess had something going on but that was not the case, he just enjoyed her company more than anyone else. They both caught a dirty look from the brunette but Isaac was never going to see her again so who cared? Before he left, however he made sure to get something straight with her. "See this?" he started, gesturing to Chess. "This is real art and self expression," he finished, leading Chess away from the mass crowds around the bonfires. Isaac stopped once they reached the shores, his hand peeling away from hers only to embrace her in a hug. "I've missed you too, what the hell have you been doing with yourself?" he asked, a smile spread across his lips. Chess Licoln : The only girl that can make Isaac drop almost everything.

IF THE WORLD WOULD FALL APART IN A FICTION WORTHY
WIND I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING NOW THAT YOU'RE HERE.

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` status; You know I was going to go to bed until I read this. I HAD TO REPLY. <3 I'm in love with these two already. :3
` lyrics; here in my room - incubus

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[Chess Lincoln]

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I WOULD HAVE MARRIED YOU IN VEGAS,

I allowed my gaze to travel from the girl to him as his eyes fell upon me. His little devilish grin made me grin back in a foxy way. I just shrugged slightly to his first set of words. “Damn Chess. If looks could kill you’d be a fucking shotgun.” I just grinned widely. “You know how hard I try, baby.” I playfully watched him for a second before winking to him. I returned my gaze back to the girl for a mere moment until Isaacs voice brought me back to gaze upon his beautifully stunning face. “Ive been drawing. A lot actually. I think I might have another tattoo in the making.” I raised my eyebrows with one of my signature white calm smiles. “Really? That’s fucking great! Do I get the honor of tattooing them?” I asked tilting my head like a little confused puppy would.

I let the conversation turn before grinning at his comment about my hand. The feeling of his hand in mine made me shiver, in a good way of course. I laced my fingers with his and just shrugged. “I don’t know.. maybe I was hoping you’d go for it, which you did.” I smirked sheepishly to him, my words pouring from my lips like velvet chocolate. I just grinned lightly to myself as he went to talk to the chick. I knew right then and there he was about to leave, and about to leave with me. Did I feel accomplished? Oh, fuck yes. He turned down this chick for me, exactly what I was planning and hoping he’d do. God I loved this kid. I just kept my hand in his and squeezed lightly when he spoke about my self-expression. I couldn’t help but to flaunt myself a little. We turned and went to leave and I caught the glimpse of some thumbs up he got. Oh, boys these days. I couldn’t help but to grin. Mostly because of all the girls that were absolutely hating me right now.

I followed him closely once we reached the shore. My feet barely dipping into the slightly warm yet cold ocean water. He let go of my hand only to hug me, and I felt myself just cave into him. I hugged him tightly for what seemed like forever, I didn’t want to let him go. This kid made me feel safe. Not like I couldn’t take care of myself; not many guys would try to fuck with me, but with him I felt like a care was nonexistent in this lifetime as long as he was by my side. His voice hit my ears and I couldn’t help but to smile since he was smiling. Jesus, this kid knew how to make me smile. “Ive missed you too, what the hell have you been doing with yourself?” He asked, and I shook my head a little, looking up at him from under my eyelashes almost as if a shy child. It was all a façade though, either way, I continued to keep it though I knew he could see past it. Me, shy around him? As if.

“Well, you know. Just chilling at Balston making my way with tattooing and modeling for money. Lord knows I need it. What about you, love?” I asked extremely interested. My eyes fell upon his face that was faced more toward the bonfires so I could see the warm glow of the fire against his skin. I couldn’t help but to smile at this image. It was enough to bring the memories back. I swear, the last time we were here together, things were getting intense. The funny thing was that this guy here was still just as attractive and amazing to me as he was when we somehow lost touch. I took a sip of my beer and got a thought. I put some of my hair behind my ear before looking back up at him, grinning my bright white smile. “Oh, fuck. I almost forgot. Since the last time I saw you, I got one of your tattoos done on me…” I paused a moment, remembering the day he drew it. “Remember that head of a geisha you drew with the rope? Yessir, its on me. Right here!” I laughed some and pointed to the middle of my ribcage just below my breasts.

“Maybe you’ll see it again someday.” I winked to him and set the beer down in the sand, being sure it wouldn’t tip over as I reached into my pocket and pulled out a cigarette and lighter. I lit it and inhaled the smoke then exhaled the remnants. “You want one?” My voice was soft and just as caring toward this guy that meant so much to me. He could pretty much get me to do anything within reason. Which was probably the reason why he was such a good party buddy of mine.

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HAD YOU GIVEN ME THE CHANCE TO SAY "I DO."

outfit; here.
tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; hope you don’t mind the tattoo thinggg(:
translation; --
inspiration; vegas – all time low

[isaac clarke]

(I'VE SEEN THAT PORCELAIN SHELL )
YOU'RE ECOSKELETON, AN I FEEL LIKE WE'D WALK WELL TOGETHER..

The moment Isaac heard Chess's reaction to the new tattoo he planned out he knew that she was the same girl he drifted apart from to meant nights ago. Still passionate about her art, just as he was. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, the thought making him happy. Isaac has never gotten a tattoo done by Chess before, regrettably. He was suppose to get one done by her not long before they started to drift apart, but for whatever reason Isaac never got it one. He was actually kind of happy about it now that he ran into her again. He never ended up getting that tattoo and actually revamped it. "You think I'd trust anyone else with my body at this point?" he teased, flashing her a devilish grin. All his other tattoo artists were good an all but he has seen her work before, the few nights he spent hanging around at her tattoo polar. She has a real gift and passion.

Isaac forgot how natural Chess's hand felt in his. As innocent as it was it was strangely comfortable, he being so use to the feeling. She's saved him fro impossible dates and vis versa many times. Hell, they've even kissed a few times innocently. The hug was a nice addition, Isaac taking in the perfect lighting and atmosphere for the reunion. His legs ankle deep in the ocean he felt the water crash and break along his legs, the bonfire giving them a very nice dim light. They weren't too far away that it was dark, but rather a nice dull, dark shade of amber lit the beach. The light outlined her figure perfectly, Isaac admiring the scene for the moment. It was very similar to the first time they met - didn't Isaac tackle her into the water? Or something along those lines? Hell if he remembered, he could barely remember anything about that night. Listening to what she had been doing with herself Isaac nodded, taking another large chug of her beer.

"I hear you there," he sympathized, barely making it through his own classes at Balston. He was so damn lazy, skipping classes as much as he possibly could just to escape to the shores of the beach of the peaceful cafe not far from his apartment. Isaac was never going to be using half of the things he learned in school - wouldn't it be better for him to be out there in the field? Watching Human nature and interactions, studying the world news an politics? They made you take so many pointless classes for the philosophy major. Isaac hated it - still, he suppose he had to start trying again. "My mom has me picking up extra shifts at the flower shop .." he shrugged, not embarrassed at all of his families' business. He never talked about it much with anyone because they always judged him straight away. Normally the assumption is that he was gay, but he's probably had 10x more girls in his bed than anyone that would judge him. He shot her a quick look to make sure she wasn't going to tease his masculinity before smiling. "You know I bet I'd make millions if I drew you," he said, his eyes returning to the fires as he heard some playful screams for girls being teased by boys. "And it would give me an excuse to see you half naked," he added, biting his bottom lip and grinning.

When Chess told Isaac she got his design tattooed on her his mouth dropped. Literally, jaw to the floor. He never had anyone other than himself get his work tattooed on him before, the few times he has designed tattoos for others falling through. They normally just decided against the tattoo all together. Isaac's drawing of the Geisha and rope was one of his favorites. Out of excitement Isaac grabbed her and gave her a kiss on the cheek, so happy. "That is the biggest compliment ever!" Isaac said, squealing like a little school girl. Nothing gets him this excited, nothing at all. Only his art gives him motivation, only his work really gives him much of a purpose. To have someone place their art on you permanently forever was one of the best things anyone can do for any artist. Hearing where the tattoo was Isaac took another sip of his beer. "Listen, I'll rip that corset right off you if you push my buttons too much," he threatened in a playful manner, realizing his buzz. Already having a slight buzz from the day Isaac was clearly more along the alcohol track than Chess. He tended tog et a bit more forward with his sexual feelings, but it was something Chess had to be familiar with by now.

When offered a cigarette Isaac decline. "Na, I'm not a fan of cancer,"

[/color]Isaac told her, not meaning to insult but not exactly approving of the habit. He wasn't one to judge though, people have been telling him for years that he has a borderline alcohol problem but he just saw it as having a good time. Though it wont be much of a good time when his liver is failing - ah well, the future doesn't scare him. Live for the moment, right? In honor of the thought Isaac raised his beer "To ... bonfires," Isaac toasted, chugging the rest of his beer. He was really glad Chess showed up, it was almost like some for of fate. Isaac always thought fate was what you make of it, but the fact that he just so happened to be here looking for her and she just so happened to be there looking for him had to be some kind of meaning. Isaac shook his head at the thought, running a hand through his hair. "C'mon, lets walk," He gestured, turning to lead the way down the beach.
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` status; I have such an obsession with incubus right now! I completely blame isaac ;P
` lyrics; friends and lovers - incubus[/size][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center]

[Chess Lincoln]

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AS YOU BUILD YOUR DREAMS ON MY SHATTERED HOPES,

My bright gaze drifted across from him to across the bright ocean; allowing the setting sun to illuminate my face with the bright orange color that made my eyes stand out with a particular color that resembled a tiger. As he began to speak, my gaze returned to him just as intently as they were against the ocean waves. “You think I’d trust anyone else with my body at this point?” his devilish grin just allowed me to smirk as I flicked the ashes off the edge of the cigarette before taking another drag and shrugging. Blowing the smoke out from my nose, I glanced over him before clearing my throat to answer. “You never know! I mean, this gorgeous body of yours, trusted to me? I feel honored.” I smiled in a cat-like way.

I nodded when he answered to me speaking about everything going on. It wasn’t absolutely everything going on, I mean.. with the whole thing with this ex lover of mine and this other kid. Fucking shit, it was. A love triangle, yet I was stuck in the middle not wanting to make a move because everything would break. It didn’t take long for them both to just up and leave. Along with the feeling that someone wanted me. I guess I might have become a little harsher and emotionless since that happened, but fuck, it was bound to happen. Better it happen to me now than later on. At least I had found Isaac again. If anything, my best and latest best friend. “My mom has me picking up extra shifts at the flower shop..” his lovely voice distracted me from my thoughts and I folded my arms across my chest a little, nodding with a small smile as I took another drag and flicked more ashes off. What a terrible habit. Oh well. “That’s awesome! I mean, ever since I found out you worked at one, I see these flowers and think of you. Its irony, really. I tattooed someone the other day with this string of stargazer lilies and I couldn’t help but to think of you. You were on my mind all day and I honestly came here in hopes of finding you. Great how that turned out, huh?” My voice caught on this serious tone in its dark Finnish accent. My eyes landed back on his face in the seriousness I felt before I put out the cigarette and picked my beer back up.

I took a big swig before catching his smile which made me feel so much better inside. He was like this medicine that I had been travelling to find for such a long time, and here he was in front of me. I smiled back, sheepishly. “you know I bet id make millions if I drew you, and it would give me an excuse to see you half naked” I just smiled brightly, more confident at that sentence he just said. “Are you looking for some kind of Titanic jack drawing Rose kind of thing? Where’s my heart of the ocean, love?” I asked playfully, glancing out across the ocean, which was ironically right next to us and lapping at my feet like a parched dog for water. I shot a glance to him as he grinned and bit his lower lip and just laughed quietly to myself.

Now, his reaction to the tattoo I had gotten for him made it so I couldn’t help but to laugh! His kiss just made me grin and my cheeks turn a bit pinkish. It had been awhile since someone that I actually cared for had kissed me. I mean, sure I did sleep around sometimes. But there was never any feeling in there. Not until now. This was my best friend and honestly, the most gorgeous guy I knew. I just grinned widely, brightly, playing with my lip ring occasionally, flipping it from side to side as I gazed upon him to hear his set of words. “Well, you’re welcome, love. And only on the cheek?” I remarked about the kiss, pretending to be hurt it wasn’t closer to my lips. I raised an eyebrow of mine before turning my head to laugh quietly as I looked down to see our little shadows from the sunset together. My eyes returned to him as he continued talking about the cigarette. I just nodded before watching him toast. I easily toasted my beer with him and downed the rest of it. The feeling of being slightly buzzed was probably going to affect me more than it already had. As he suggested to walk, I nodded and stepped up next to him, gently grasping his arm with my hand and sliding my tattooed fingers down to reach his hand where I laced my fingers back with him. “Where are we headed? I don’t care as long as I’m with you, I just have this curiosity.. I mean. My name is Cheshire.. and curiosity killed the cat.”

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I’LL LOOK BACK ON A DAY ONCE LOVED

outfit; here.
tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; bahaha.
translation; --
inspiration; congratulations, I hate you - alesana

[isaac clarke]

I HAVE WAITED, DINED IN ASHES. SWUNG FROM CHANELIERS
AND CLIMBED EVERST. AN NONE OF IT'S GOT ME CLOSE TO THIS.
( IF NOT NOW, WHEN WILL I? )

As much as Isaac would have loved to bring Chess back home to his apartment for hot wild passionate sex he was kind of glad he never did. Right now, them walking down the beach hand in hand was good enough for him. Why ruin something as messy as sex? To Isaac it was just sex, and even though it was Chess he still knew the kind of person he was. Truth be told he didn't trust himself not to hurt her in some way shape or form. He cared about her, probably the only person who actually mattered to him besides his parents. He knew that Chess has had her fair share of one night stands but he liked the fact that the one successful girl relationship he has had has been without sex. It kind of gave him hope really, that true love was out there somewhere. Hell, for al he knew it could have been standing right next to him, her fingers laced in his. But Isaac wouldn't now love if it smacked him in the mouth. It's kind of strange, he is so desperately searching for something but he doesn't even know what exactly he is looking for.

"You should! It's not every person I let touch this beautiful body with sharp pointy needles," he explained. Isaac always took great care in picking out tattoo artists, and though the others were good he still preferred someone he knew on a more personal level. When she mentioned he working in the flower shop Isaac made a mental note to get her flowers sometime. He smiled when she mentioned the flowers made her think of him. Truth be told a lot of things made him think of her, but he wasn't going to tell her that. It would have made him look like a creep, at lest he felt so. He did, however feel less like a creep when she mentioned she too came looking for him tonight. "Great minds think alike! I never come to these things anymore, but I took the chance thinking you'd still be a regular. you were back in the ay when we met so," Isaac looked off to the ocean, the sun almost completely set against the rising tide.

Stars filled the clear nighttime sky, Isaac spotting no moon in sight. He preferred it that way, it gave the stars less light so they could shine brighter. He tilted his head back to look up, admiring the view of something much larger and greater then him. "It's funny how life turns out the way you want it to. You need to stop being such a stranger though. My apartment is always open - and I do have a cellphone you know," he said, attention looking back down to Chess. He knew it was partially his fault too. Isaac had been living like a hermit for the past couple weeks, barely getting outside his apartment. He really did try to get get cracking down on his school work which led to anti-social behavior for the boy. Not to mention he had a big project due for art class - when it hit him. He could use Chess as a model for his project. They spent the past few lessons studying the human body in the forms or art with charcoals. She would be perfect.

He laughed at her mentioning the movie titanic. "Well if you are insisting on getting naked for me then I guess I'm going to have to accept the offer," he said innocently, knowing that in the movie Rose was naked rather then just in her panties. Hey, he wouldn't min drawing a naked or partially covered up Chess at all. Giving a thought at her mentioning her heart of the ocean. He didn't really have anything on him to really represent as a heart of the ocean, but he did have a silver bracelet on him. he took it off, presenting it to her. "It's all I got, but I will get you a proper piece of jewelry soon enough," he said, giving a playful grin. "You're a little gold digger," he winked, teasing her lightly arching his eyebrow at her next comment. His slight buzz mixed with his testosterone made Isaac consider Chess's comment as an invite. "Well if you're insisting .." he shrugged innocently, not giving her a moment to react before pulling in her in closely to him, his hand finding a comfortable place on the side of her face as he pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips locking for a moment he pulled back after a few seconds, sticking his tongue out at her afterward. "You asked for it," he defended his actions, biting his bottom lip. He hoped she wouldn't be offended - it's not like it was the first time it has happened.

Knowing a nice, cozy little place beneath the pier, Isaac Lead the way along the shores, his feet still wet beneath the surface of the water. He smiled at her Alice in Wonderland reference. "In that case I'll keep it a surprise then," he said, knowing that his little spot was a hot place for more private fires. But it was generally unoccupied because not many people knew about it. But there was always a nice little bit with some form of wood nearby to start a fire. Hey, Isaac can even show his manly skills and start a fire. "First though I think we need to steal a few beers for ourselves .." Isaac said, his eyes drifting to a rather lonely looking cooler over by a fire not far from them.
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[Chess Lincoln]

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WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU MY SAVIOR ?

I couldn’t help but to grin at every little thing that he told me. It just continued to make me smile and brighten up what seemed like a very dull and boring life.. Even if it had its ups and downs, it was really interesting to see the spark of life and change that Isaac brought to my face and body. It was something that I secretly couldn’t thank him enough for. I nodded some as he spoke about the way life went. It was all too true. It went in a way that was spectacular at times, to sometimes being way too sad. It was all something that made your life worth living though, right? Some would agree, some wouldn’t. it just depended on the person. “well, if you are insisting on getting naked for me then I guess I’m going to have to accept the offer.” I grinned to him and played with my lip ring before pondering the thought for not even a full minute. “You know, I wouldn’t mind doing that babe.” I smirked.

I was pretty surprised when he pulled off the little silver bracelet he had with him and handed it to me. “its all I got, but I will get you a proper piece of jewelry soon enough.” I smiled brightly to him and put it on. The silver bracelet hung from my wrist and reflected the golden red hues of the water and sky and were bright against my painted canvas of skin. I just shrugged lightly when he called me a gold digger. “Baby, please. I never said you had to give me something.” I playfully winked at him before his next set of words made me nod lightly, agreeing to how I seemed to insist on a kiss. He didn’t even give me a chance to do anything. Before I knew it, his body was close against mine and his hand resting on my cheek and our lips met. Oh, lord. It definitely was something I missed dearly. His lips against mine in the kiss was just a fantastic feeling. Maybe it was the beer talking, but I felt a spark within that kiss I hadn’t felt in awhile. I smiled brightly to him and were thankful that the sky was red so the tinge of blush on my cheeks couldn’t be seen. “I’m fucking glad I did.” I raised my eyebrow playfully. I followed him, hand in hand, and allowed him to keep the surprise to himself.

Smirking slightly to myself, I allowed my gaze to travel the same place his did. “First though I think we need to steal a few beers for ourselves..” Nodding, I let my hand slip out of his and head over to the cooler. Easily, the other guys were distracted entirely by some girls that were there flaunting with them. I figured the ‘bitch’ I was, I’d just take the whole damn thing. I opened it just to check what was in, which was a shitton of beer, and just grabbed the handle and walked off. The funny thing was that the guys nor girls noticed a thing. I guess I was just that slick.. I grinned to him in a proud devilish way as I carried the cooler. I looked straight ahead to notice the fact that there was the pier with a small section underneath. It reminded me of a place that didn’t get much attention, but you could start a bonfire. I couldn’t remember who had shown it to me, but it was something really cool and important. “Oh, I think I know where we’re going…” I flashed him a grin before picking up a faster pace in the wet sand and walking up to the pier which wasn’t that far away from where we were walking anyway. Once I knew that we were pretty much hidden from any other viewers, I dropped the cooler down and opened it, pulling out a bottle of beer and handing it to him before grabbing my own and taking a seat on some lonely huge ass driftwood log facing the sunset. A pile of driftwood lay in front of the log I sat on that would’ve been perfect for a fire. “I hope this was it, because it’s pretty damn comfortable… but itd be even better with a fire.” I hinted to him with a small wink. Then opened my beer and took a sip. Completely unafraid to get fully wasted right here, right now.

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I’VE CONFUSED DECAY FOR LOVE…

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tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; mylittlerebel <33
translation; --
inspiration; the finer things – get scared

[isaac clarke]

THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE LOOK IN YOUR EYES, SOMETHING I'VE NOTICED
( WHEN THE LIGHT WAS JUST RIGHT )

A kiss was something of simple construction, yet had the impact of an electric shock if shared between the right people. When Isaac kissed Chess he felt that initial shock between their connecting tips, he himself missing the way it felt to have her so close to her. He felt like a tease, in all honesty. Their relationship was never anything more then friends with a few kisses here and there. But that kiss, in particular, was something that Isaac dwelled on for a moment. He wasn't sure if it was the booze or the fact he had missed her so much but he wanted to kiss her again. And again. And again. Still he refrained from such actions - god knows how it would have turned out. Isaac has kissed more girls then he could count and slept with just as many, but never has he felt that kind of connection. He couldn't help but wonder if he was kissing the wrong girls.

When Chess's hand peeled away from his he stood where he was and watched as she trotted through the sand toward the cooler he had pointed out. He arched his eyebrow, hans finding their way into his pockets as he watched her in action. He couldn't help but laugh as she checked the cooler, looked around and then just took off with it coming back in his direction. "Thats my girl," he smiled, taking his hand back out of his pocket so her hand could return to it. As they continued walking Isaac didn't even think to take the cooler form her which he should have. But luckily it wasn't that much farther from where they were headed, so he didn't feel as bad as he should have.

Isaac frowned slightly when she said she knew where they were going. "Thanks for ruining the surprise, asshole," he told her with a small grin, teasing of course. For whatever reason he was actually really excited to take her there. It was private and secluded, they could actually catch up. You know, more or less without eavesdropping ears wondering around every corner. That Miss Rumor was a menace to society, and even though Isaac personally didn't care about what she had to write about the last thing he wanted was some rumors spread of his life or Chess's. The bonfires were always a central place for gossip and drama, which was another reason Isaac was happy to get away from all the people here. Chess was all he needed tonight - that and some alcohol. He had full intentions of getting shit faced tonight, forget the world and forget the school work he had been doing. He had been working hard (for him anyways), it was time to let loose. Her pace picking up along the wet san he went with it - she must have been as excited as she was for their destination.

When they finally reached the spot Isaac sighed a relaxed sigh, more driftwood than he needed for a fire. It was nice, knowing that he could probably keep Chess in his company all night by keeping the fire burning for a while. Isaac didn't say anything at first, watching her every movement as she placed the cooler down and grabbed two beers, handing one to him and one for herself. Isacc grinned, opening his up and taking a large slug before placing it in the sand beside the log that Chess was sitting on. When she mentioned a fire Isaac gave a curious look in her direction. How did she always manage to know what he was thinking? "I'm working on it - got a lighter?" he asked, not having one of his own. He knew she had one, but instead of demanding it from the smoker he simply waited for her to get it at her own leisure.

Isaac grabbed some smaller pieces of driftwood and stood them up in a pointed circle - kind of like a tepee - and placed them accordingly so the smaller ones would burn and catch first, leaving the bigger pieces on top for a longer lasting fire. Surprisingly enough Isaac had a lot of practice in the field of making fires, his parents teaching him on several different occasions. The more Isaac thought about it the more he realized his parents taught him a lot. He was probably the only person in this area who actually had a good relationship with his parents and he loved it. Needing something to catch the initial flame Isaac thought for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a few small pieces of paper that had the few numbers he managed to get during the day on them. He put them under the smaller logs before grabbing the lighter from Chess and lighting them on fire. They burned slowly for a moment before catching the smaller pieces of wood, the flames eventually reaching the rest of the driftwood. Isaac smiled at his accomplished fire making skills. "I'm like Vulcan, I swear it," he said, referencing the roman god of fire. A nice little addition to his ego.

Accomplished, Isaac trotted back over to the log that Chess was sitting on and took a seat on the sand in front of it, his arm resting on the log. He grabbed his beer from the sand and took another slug, licking his lips afterward. "I definitely burned some phone numbers to make you a fire," he said, eyes flashing up in her direction she a devilish grin on his face. "So you're stuck with me all night - this is not up for negotiation," he informed her, deciding the same was a little too much for him at the moment and brought himself up onto the log beside Chess. He sat in silence for a moment before bringing the topic of the tattoos back up. "So when do I get to see my art on that gorgeous body of yours?" he questioned, arching an eyebrow before taking another drink of beer. "Unless y'know I'll get jumped by some random dude," Isaac added, realizing that someone like Chess couldn't be without someone special in her life. Last time he checked she was single, but that was a while ago.


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[Chess Lincoln]

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I MAY NEVER SLEEP TONIGHT,

My grin was just glued to my face as I heard his simple phrase, “that’s my girl.” For some reason, I felt an overwhelming sense of pride and belonging as he told me that. I just smiled playfully at him and shrugged. When his next set of words hit me, I turned to look at him hardcore. “Ahem? That’s MISS Asshole to you. Thank you very much.” I winked at him and continued on my way. Once we were to the little place, I handed him my lighter as he asked for it and allowed my mind to drift away with all my random thoughts that chased in and out of my head. I watched him make the fire but my mind wasn’t on that.

I was easily trying to figure out how , if this relationship between us grew into something more, I could keep it without fucking it up like I did the last one. I mean, Gage was a nice guy and I should have went with him all along. But no, Alex got caught up in it. Miss Rumor got snagged in as well and Gage left. Alex broke my heart, and Gage returned only to fucking disappear again especially when I couldn’t figure out how to end it with Alex. Great people, huh? Get you to think that you mattered, especially when you don’t. I had tattoos for them both; but they were done and turned into something else. The only one I got for a guy that meant something to me was the one that Isaac drew. Speaking of which, his words brought me back to reality. “I’m like Vulcan, I swear it.” I just smiled to him patiently. The fire felt warm against the exposed parts of my body and felt especially great against the cold bottle and neck of my beer. I watched him for a few seconds and just laughed at his comment.

“I definitely burned some phone numbers to make you a fire. So you’re stuck with me all night- this is not up for negotiation.” I shrugged with a gentle nod and took a swig of my beer; watching as he shifted his seat so that he sat up on the log next to me. I took the opportunity and scooted closer to him so at least something of ours were touching. In this case, I sat close enough that my thigh just barely brushed by his leg. “Good.. my phone number’s the only one you need.” I offered him a playful wink before his serious questions began to follow. I couldn’t help but to take a swig. “You might see it soon. It depends on if I want to let you see this bra of mine. Its got cats all over it.. you know, like a batman cat. I’m not some old creepy cat lady, even if I do happen to have a damn cat.” I laughed and set the beer down before looking over at him.

“The only guy you gotta be worried about jumping you is some guy on the street that has something against you. I’m flying solo, and I have been for a while now. I’m not complaining, really. Its nice I guess. Its nice not to have to worry about where your guy is because you can’t trust him, nor get the courage to end it.” I shrugged staring off in the distance. My eyes travelled the length of the ocean before I cleared my throat and looked back at him with curious eyes. “That was probably a little too deep of information, huh?” I asked, flashing him a small smile before I got serious again. I flipped the silver lip ring on my bottom lip back and forth. I looked down watching the flames dance against the glass of the bottle as a reflection. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I pulled it out to find a random text from some guy. Rolling my eyes, I easily tossed my phone over in the sand somewhere before looking back at him and wiping the condensation off of my hand before I gently set it over his own hand that was holding his beer.

Was I lying to myself when I said that I could only see him as a friend? Because I probably was. I loved this kid, and I could see me loving him more than I should. But our friendship was important to me. If I was the main character in a tragedy, my simple tragic flaw would be the need to always feel wanted. But you know, I don’t know how well that would flow. Sometimes I just ruined the best friendships I had because I wanted to feel wanted and needed. It was a feeling I didn’t get with sleeping around. Which made my lips seem to tingle the more I played with the lip ring as I reflected on our kiss and silently prayed and hoped for another one. This time I knew for sure it wasn’t entirely the alcohol. But it was the alcohol that would give me the courage to do the thoughts.

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AS LONG AS YOU'RE STILL BURNING BRIGHT

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tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; :D
translation; --
inspiration; trade mistakes – panic at the disco.

[isaac clarke]

( SHOULD I FALL FOR YOU? )
ALL WE NEED IS A LITTLE BIT OF MOMENTUM, BREAK DOWN THESE
WALLS THAT WE'VE BUILT AROUND OURSELVES.

Mixing alcohol an sexual tension was never a good thing. At lest not in Isaac's personal experience. Given, generally Isaac caused the sexual tension by drinking enough to actually want to sleep with the person, but in this case it was different. Isaac and Chess always had a slight spark, but at this very moment it was more apparent than it ever was. The young junior was still trying to play if off as too much alcohol or just because he hadn't seen her in a while, but he wasn't even convincing himself. He could at lest control himself a little bit in the situation, but the more chugs of beer he took the more he felt his control slipping away more and more. Normally Isaac would be scolding himself for the lack of better judgement and knowledge on what to do in this situation but the alcohol was fogging his thought process. It was a piss poor excuse he knew, but at the same time he didn't care. So much for responsible drinking.

When Chess moved closer to him, Isaac felt her thigh up against his leg, causing him to look down at the point of collision for a moment before his eyes blinked back to the fire. It was really starting to burn nicely, the flames dancing in an almost hypnotic nature. Isaac loved fire, it was so entrancing. The warmth it was giving off was perfect, Isaac still wearing nothing but shorts. HE debated about putting his shirt on (which was residing in his back pocket), but once the fire really started cracking the warmth was enough to keep him from having to put on any more layers of clothes. Now if only it had the same affect on Chess they'd be in business. The thought made him grin, Isaac taking another chug from his beer when Chess mentioned she was the only phone number he needed. "Damn straight. Those girls have no class .. way too easy," he murmured, knowing that the company he was keeping now was much more enjoyable.

Isaac almost choked on his beer at her next statement. "A cat bra? What are you, five?" he said, laughing at the thought of her wearing a bra covered in cats. Truth be told he loved cats. He was more of a dog person but Isaac really loved every animal out there. He actually liked animals a lot more than humans, that is for sure. You'll never see Isaac donating to help the hungry but a drive for an animal shelter or something like that you bet your ass he'll be throwing them some kind of money. When she justified that it was a batman cat it was slightly better. He still found it hysterical, but she had to know he was laughing with her, not at her. Well - at this moment it might have been at her but it was sure to pass quickly. "Well I have batman boxers on. So we kind of match," he added, smiling brightly as the fire continued to crack with burning driftwood. Isaac breathed in, taking in the sent of the burning sensation. It smelled really good. Isaac loved the smell of burning wood.

Luckily for Isaac he had no guys wanting to jump him as of lately. He has ha a few in his day because of his honest opinion but those days have been put behind him. He can defend himself in a fight now, having some practice. Not to mention all the people he would argue or fight with have come to accept the fact that it's just Isaac. He knows a lot of people in this two star town, and they all accept him for how he is. At lest most of them anyways. "Psh!" Isaac said, swinging his beer about with motion as he started to speak. "Blasphemy. They don't know what they're missing," he assured her, his beer free arm nonchalantly making it's way over her shoulders, Isaac pulling her closer to his himself. "Never too much information, I can't get enough," he assured her, his eyes looking down to her as he let his forehead rest on part of hers for a moment in a comforting manner. "at lest you are able to hold some kind of relationship. I'm always flying solo," he admitted, knowing she knew all too well about his .. habits. "Better to have loved than to have never loved at all, right?" Isaac aded after, before giving a little sigh. He didn't believe that at all, to be honest. The thought made him want more alcohol poisoning his system, so Isaac indulged himself with another sip.

ALL WE NEED IS A LITTLE BIT OF INERTIA,
BREAK DOWN AND TELL, BREAK DOWN AND TELL.

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[Chess Lincoln]

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TAKE THE RED FROM YOUR EYES, AND INK IT INTO YOUR SKIN,

My small smile returned faintly as I listened into his complaint about the other girls. “Damn straight. Those girls have no class.. way too easy.” I shrugged nodding. “What did ya expect, Isaac? Theyre little girls that have no idea what life’s like, so they sleep around to try and experience it.” I was serious on this topic, for some strange reason. I felt like I needed to explain myself and the difference between my sleeping around and theirs. So in a way, I did. I was content though with my explanation thus far, so I decided to continue. “basically, what I’m trying to say is that they don’t know any better.” I resulted with a small laugh. My gaze stayed glued to the now fading orange waters from the sunset.

I took another sip of my beer and quickly swallowed before I laughed. Lord knew that I if I started to laugh after taking a sip, I’d probably end up choking. “A cat bra? What are you, five? Well, I have batman boxers on. So we kind of match.” I just grinned and laughed quietly to myself. “Onko tämä joku vakava?” My native tongue just purred from my throat and past my lips. I smirked some and shook my head. ”I’m not serious... but thanks for telling me what boxers you’re wearing. Now i can fancy myself by imaginging it.” I shot a playful wink to him before taking another sip of my beer and looking down for a moment before his words hit my ears and reverted my playful nature back into a seclusive version of my personality.

”Psh! Blasphemy. They don’t know what theyre missing.” I just shrugged before i felt his arm slide around my shoulders, and i simply leaned into him gently resting my head slightly onto his shoulder the best i could. I looked up and smiled at him for a moment. ”Never too much information, i can’t get enough.” His voice definitely reassured me, and his actions definitely made me smile to be near him once more. ”Thanks, kid. I love that i can come and talk to you.” I smiled lightly to him before shrugging slightly at his next set of words. ”At lest you are able to hold some kind of relationship. I’m always flying solo. Better to have loved than to have never loved at all, right?” I shrugged twice. One right after the other. ”I’d rather never love.” I said softly and looked away from him.

My gaze travelled back down over the water and such before looking back at the same kid from a few years back of partying that i had this connection with. Never was it like something i had between Gage and i. That was unique in itself. And honestly, if he came back, i had no idea what i was going to do. Run back to him after he just kept messing up things with me? Or refrain for fear that Id keep messing up things with him? I wasn’t sure how it would go, so i wasn’t bound to argue with my mind on focusing on that matter. I let it go and focused back on Isaac. I figured i might as well explain myself. ”Its no fun to love someone and see them after its all over. Then slowly some stuff reminds you of them, just little things that you either joked about or whatever. But, I don’t have anything against harmless fun.” I said softly and offered him a gentle smile, trying to lighten the mood a little.

Snuggling up closer to him, i took in a deep breath and allowed the salty breeze and even the scent of Isaac to fill my mind with content as i allowed my focus to reside on him. In the way that i didn’t pay attention, it turned out that my lips had resided even closer to his. Perhaps my subconscious was trying to tell me something. "Should i kiss him? Or should I not?” It seemed to revibrate inside my ears. Deciding against it for fear of what he would think of me, i looked away and took a sip of my beer so it seemed like i wasn’t dwelling on it; when in fact, i had been.

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NOW WATCH WHAT YOU SAY, CAUSE THERE’S NOTHING GREY
ABOUT THE COLOR OF YOUR SIN.

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tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; you give muse! /hails vivi!
translation; Onko tämä joku vakava - are you fucking serious?
inspiration; mirrors – envy on the coast.

[isaac clarke]

THE REVOUTION STARTED WHEN YOU GET IT IN YOUR HEAD, DEAR BOY
THIS COULD ME THE MOMENT THAT YOU HAVE ALWAYS WAITED FOR
CHURCH SOULS SURVIVE ON A GROWING SENSE OF PRIDE THAT
ALCOHOL AND ONE NIGHT STANDS NEVER COULD PROVIDE.

Throughout his many years .. partying, Isaac has discovered a lot about the world. He can read people pretty easily and often writes about the various interactions he has with people while he is living. About the damaged human condition and how things are going to change in the next few generations. Among his many exploits he has found a lot out about sex, because hey he likes it. That and he doesn't believe that he will ever really find true love, which leads him to want to just have as much fun as he could. So he knew what Chess meant when she talked about other girls. "And I'm the big bad wolf who takes advantage of that. I'm pretty scummy," he admitted about himself, taking a slug of his beer in regret for his ways. It was the truth, Isaac always spoke it about everyone - including himself.

Batman was a subject that Isaac didn't take lightly. He was a very serious Batman fan, he was his favorite superhero. Isaac loved all super heros but Batman more than any of them. "Don't judge me, you sexy finnish speaking harpy," Isaac told her with a scowl before laughing shortly after, letting her know that he was only teasing. He looked to Chess, feeling the affects of the alcohol as it polluted his body more and more with each sip. It didn't help that he was killing beers like it was going out of style, finishing up his second bottle since he met up with Chess. Putting the empty bottle behind the log he broke way from Chess for just a moment to grab another beer, returning right to his seat. He popped it open quickly, smiling as Chess leaned her head on his shoulder. It was cute, at lest he thought so. It was nice to hear that he could always depend on him. It was good feeling to have someone actually appreciate you as a person. "Did you expect anything less?" Isaac asked, a small smirk on his face.

Still, her next comment caught him off guard. She wished she have never loved, and it was something that Isaac wasn't expecting her to say. He knew of her past love history with ex's and it wasn't exactly the best track record. Than again he doesn't have the best one either, ten times worse than Chess. Nothing so emotionally distressing but still awful. Still he hated to hear someone wish they ha never loved. "My parents always preach to me about love and happiness and all that bullshit," Isaac began, in attempts to make her feel somewhat better. "Maybe it just wasn't love, just a cheap imitation. Love saves you from everything, it has to. It's really one of the only things worth living for, right?" he spoke, speaking more out of thought than anything else. It was really how felt about it, why hie from it? he laughed, shaking his head after to lighten up the mood a bit and get past his inner thoughts. Funny, he never shares these things with anyone else really. Must be the alcohol.

Isaac listened to what Chess had to say, pulling out some words of one of his favorite musicians. " Jim Morrison said Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” he finished, flashing her a daring smile. It was true, he hated it but longed for it. If something could really make him feel so .. open with another person hell. That's it, that is all he needed.He shrugged. "Maybe you just were looking in the wrong direction?" he offered, trying to show her some sort of comfort. He put his hand up to the side of her face, turning her attention back to him. He smiled, his eyes connecting with hers. His hand drifted from her cheek to the front of her face, pushing a her hair out of her eyes. His bright blue orbs trailed from her eyes to her mouth, slowly moving closer and closer to her until their lips met again, this kiss having a bit more ... spark behind it.

After a few moments Isaac pulled back slowly, grinning slightly. "Sorry, I had too much to drink and it was just too tempting," he confessed, pulling away slightly unaware of how she would react.
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` lyrics; mourning sun -I.M Legend

[Chess Lincoln]

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LIKE CHILDREN CRYING WHEN ALL THEY KNEW WAS DYING,

As he spoke to me, I just shrugged lightly. Tilting my head in a way to try and crack my neck before the little pop was heard. “and I’m the big bad wolf who takes advantage of that. I’m pretty scummy.” I just felt a minor smile begin to spread across my face. “Yeah, well I’m one of the girls that knows better but still fucking does it anyway.” I shrugged, taking a bigger swig of my beer before turning it between my hands slightly, trying to figure out if I should go ahead and stop my habit. I knew I should, but I also craved the feeling of being wanted. It was a debate in my mind that wouldn’t be solved soon; I knew that for sure.

I lightly played with my lip ring, flipping it back and forth. Just that very same motion again and again. It was obvious that I was deep in thought. I tended to do that a lot tonight, drifting off here and there and returning to hear Isaacs sweet voice. “Don’t judge me, you sexy finnish speaking harpy.” at this, I couldn’t help but to laugh. His scowl that I observed just made me grin brightly. “judging? Who’s judging? Surely not I!” I smiled brightly to him. Shrugging playfully before he went to go and get a beer. I easily downed and finished my beer , setting it back next to where his empty one resided. My hands were empty and I debated whether or not I should get up to get another one. The thought didn’t last long before I felt his chest vibrate with his words as my head rested upon it. “Did you expect anything less?” I shrugged. “Well, you could be like one of those douchebags to me that sit there and pretend their listening… then again, I fuck with them when they do that.” I laughed. “its like, you can do whatever you want to other girls, but I’m different. So treat me fucking different.” I raised my eyebrow with the feisty smile resting on my face.

Then I noticed that I caught Isaac of guard with the words that I had said. I bit down on my lower lip as his words hit my ears. “My parents always preach to me about love and happiness and all that bullshit. Maybe it just wasn’t love, just a cheap imitation. Love saves you from everything, it has to, its really one of the only things worth living for, right?” I just let it repeat in my mind before I tried to figure it out. I just nodded dumbly biting down on my lower lip. “I guess. Maybe I’m just stuck in this tunnel and can’t find my way out, and the light went out.” I admitted, rubbing my hands together lightly, faintly smiling. “Jim Morrison said Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love. Maybe you just were looking in the wrong direction?” I just watched him curiously. His daring smile just made my faint one grow a little brighter. “I’m not exactly its number one fan. But I can’t help but to crave it.” I sighed, and as I turned my head I felt his warm hand on my face, returning my head back to face him. My eyes scanned his face before his eyes struck me, and I couldn’t help but to keep my bright green-blue eyes watching him curiously, and a slight amount of hope. I watched as his eyes drifted from my own down to my lips and I felt the hint of a smile forming on my face as I felt him brush the hair from my eyes. Then, as I had hoped, our lips met again. I smiled a tiny bit into the kiss, feeling the spark that connected between us. Needless to say, I enjoyed it.

As he pulled away, I bit down on my lower lip with a gentle smile. Feeling my cheeks grow hot, I took a deep breath before I listened to his voice again. “Sorry, I had too much to drink and it was just too tempting.” I shrugged with a grin before getting up and grabbing myself a new beer. I returned to my seat, looking over at him with a raised eyebrow. “Blaming the alcohol? I think that’s your excuse from reading my mind.” My words purred from my throat and past my lips. I opened the beer, looking away for a few seconds to take a sip before setting the beer down and watching him curiously. I leaned back into him some, resting my head back onto his shoulder and allowing my breath to lightly rake his neck. “what am I thinking?” I smirked some, feeling the thoughts from my buzzed mind trying to get me to do more than I should. oddly enough, I gave in and lightly pressed my lips to his neck.

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AND WE WILL RAISE OUR FLAGS UP, ITS TIME FOR THEM TO PAY.

outfit; here.
tagged; Isaac Clarke
notes; ohnoes.. drunken seductive Chess! Dx
translation; --
inspiration; set the world on fire – black veil brides.

[isaac clarke]

I SWEAR I'VE SEEN HER FACE BEFORE IN A DIM LIGHT ROOM WITH A DANCE FLOOR
WHERE WE DRANK THE OUR NIGHT AWAY. SO LET ME SET THE SECENE -

As Isaac took another swing from his beer he was liking the direction of the evening. The more thing started to heat up between the two the more Isaac found it harder and harder to behave. Under the influence of good old beer, Isaac was thinking as clearly as he would have had he been sober. But a day full of drinking was bound to lead to this, but he would have never expected it to be Chess. In the morning Isaac was sure the thought would come to mind about how he has tried hitting on her before, but it never happened. She was the only girl he was friends with and didn't sleep with basically. But judging by what was happening that wasn't going to be true anymore.

Isaac's eyes fluttered from Chess's to the fire for a moment, not really sure what she was going to do. When she commented on him blaming the alcohol, Isaac grinned. He was going to retort, but he sat in silence when he felt her head come back to his shoulder, her breath deadly close to his necks. It sent a shot up and down his spine, his skin getting goosebumps at the warmth of the moment, the sensation of her touch. It was only intensified when she questioned him what she was thinking, her lips finding their way to his neck. Isaac shut his eyes for a moment, placing his beer on the side of the log. He almost took another sip from it but felt that it was unnecessary at this point. He would openly admit he was drunk, and his actions were speaking louder than his words.

"Well I don't know what you're thinking but.." he said, a devilish grin sweeping across his face as he brought her face back up to his, kissing her again, except it was much more passionate and much more in depth then the two they shared before. It lasted for several moments, Isaac's tongue begging for entrance as his hands found their way around her hips, pulling her closer to him.

A CIGARETTE WAS HANGING FROM HER LIPS AND WAITING AND AS WE KILLED OUR DRINKS
SHE SAID CAN WE TAKE IT HOME TO MY PLACE?
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` status; MEH. Short .>.>
` lyrics; Regrets by T.V light -I.M Legend

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