FLYING HOME IN AN HOUR BBY
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Carnival of Rust
Bloodline: Frankel | Ability: Mind Control Resistance | Age: 26 | Occupation: Homicide Detective
Some men aren't looking for anything logical. He can't be bought, bullied, reasoned, or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.
Isaiah Bellamy, the eldest of the Bellamy's, found his passion in law from a very young age. He saw so much grave injustice in the world and not many people were doing something about it. The good guys were seemingly gold dust. So Isaiah decided to change that. He quickly became one of the greatest detective's in the nation. He even earned himself a nickname - The Rabbit. He had a strange way of pulling clues out of seemingly thin air. He looked where no one else thought to.
Isaiah is a health freak, so he eats well and exercises any chance he gets. He also has a pretty stand offish personality except when it comes to his family and his partner Leo Faris.
FLYING HOME IN AN HOUR BBY
8DDDD <3
LEO I MISS YOUR MUSK GDI. I DON’T CARE IF THIS IN PUBLIC.COME BACK TO MEEEE.
“But it’s so nice hereee” she whined when he left the bed. Allison watched him for a few moments before doing as he said. She too had trouble picking out something less tourist-y, but settled on a white sundress. “Would putting a flower in my hair be too much?” she mimicked the action, trying to suppress a laugh. It had been quite a while since Allison had felt this light hearted. Most of the time in Eastwick she found herself irritated by the mass amounts of new residents, the egotistical men with the mindset that they can bed any woman with a pulse, and the tension of the murders. For the most part, Allison hid away in her home allowing little visitors other than Isaiah and Elijah.Allison took Isaiah’s hand as they made their way towards the restaurant. Once again, she took in the magnificent view of the ocean. It was something she knew she’d never get over, especially not with the company she had. An almost childish grin spread across her face at the scene before her. It was a picture perfect movie moment, cliché Hawaii. Allison’s arm wrapped around his back and her head on his chest. As a waiter walked by she took the lei’s offered to them and thanked him. “First time getting lei’d in Hawaii, how does it feel?” She winked at Isaiah as put it over his head.
When they finally took a seat, Allison sipped her water. “Have you ever thought of vacation planning as a career? You’re doing fabulously so far.” Allison’s mouth watered as waiters brought around platters of fruit. She greedily took a plateful of pineapple offering only a bite to her date. Allison had no shame when it came to eating, something she couldn’t relate to with other women. Food was by far one of her favorite things and it was obvious by the way she was quickly finishing off her plate.
Isaiah cracked a grin as Allison presented him with the lei. “Feels…flowery.” He responded, crinkling his nose at his own bad joke. He kissed his girlfriend on her forehead and followed her to a table. He looked between her and the performers from time to time. He was entertained with them, and fascinated by her. She simply glowed. Despite her being a bartender, he could swear she was some fallen angel. He had never made this much effort for a woman before and no woman had ever managed to get this close to him. She was…perfect to him. There was no other way to describe it. Even when she was chowing down on the pineapples like tomorrow she would never see them again, she was amazing.
The detective adverted his eyes so he wouldn’t be caught staring. The performers had finished and the host came upon the makeshift stage to talk about the tradition of roasting these pigs in the pit for a full day. Isaiah was slightly impressed and had to stop himself from drooling as they lifted up the banana leaves to reveal the perfectly cooked swine. “Oh my God, I’m going to die.” He muttered. This night was just getting better and better. He decided right then and there that he was going to throw healthy eating right out the window while he was here. He was on vacation after all. No reserve was needed here, especially around his present company. “I’m ready for the tonguegasms. Are you?”
ooc: I’m on my mom’s laptop doing laundry. somebodeh send me the chat link.
ooc: Yo Wendy! Sup gurl. I heard ya broke up with ya boi. Well I gots ta let you know, you can be frans with Keira. She’ll be liek yo big sis, ya?
Dear God, I cannot. XD My English is too polished for that shit. But fer realzies. Frans?
And to Maaallll. GO RESPONDETH TO DA SYDNEY SO WE CAN CONTINUE OUR FRIENDSHIP! GAWD.
