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Post by tomas martin on Jan 27, 2011 23:00:32 GMT -7
 ---THE dynamic between he and morgan was odd, to say the least. they flirted constantly, the easy banter flowing freely between them, the sexual tension palpable. of course, neither would ever do anything. tomas martin was taken and as far as he was concerned, no matter how badly his male urges told him to pursue morgan, nothing was worth ivy's wrath. he had endured it before and only lately was he fully realizing just how much he needed the blonde with the perpetual pout. that didn't mean he still couldn't have fun though. it was a slippery slope but he thought nothing of it. after all, he trusted morgan to know her boundaries. slouching in his chair, he ashed the end of his camel, peering curiously at the screen. of all of his contacts, none seemed particularly entertaining to him. ivy was offline, summer was nowhere to be found, and... alas, his savior, the one and only morgan. as the ringing filled the hotel bedroom, he took another long drag of the cigarette, the tip burning ember in the bare light shining through the balcony window. the moment her face appeared upon his screen, a cheeky grin appeared across his handsome face, his expression almost joker-like. "where have you been hiding out? too busy having a lesbian orgy with acacia and friends?" awaiting her response, he raked a free hand through his dark curls, watching as the tip of his cigarette flared as he inhaled, the nicotine hitting his lungs in a rush.
TAGGED morgan priestly.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC caesar, i blame coco ft. robyn.
OUTFIT see above.
NOTES trololol.
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Post by morgan on Jan 27, 2011 23:14:53 GMT -7
 ---SHE had been slightly unmaintained since she landed here in new york with acacia and by unmaintained she meant unattended in all ways possible. she was hesitant on going and having some awkward fling with some random new yorker only for the purpose that she didn't know what went down here. so, she was biting her lip with self-resistance. it obviously didn't help that there was a certain individual prying on her sexual ways. tomas martin was pretty much well-off in all the right areas and she was slightly unnerved that he had been snagged before she had met him. it was rather unfortunate and though her morals weren't intact, she was far from crossing the line of being a home wrecker with ivy. she didn't have a vendetta or any kind of hatred towards her so it felt unnecessary to attempt at seducing him. hopping out of the shower she towel dried her blonde hair and pulled on an over-sized sweater. sitting down in front of her laptop she was searching sales when she got the skype call from tomas. accepting it, she sat back against the wall of her bed with her legs crossed at the ankles. pretty much. nice to know my presence is missed by such a pleasant face. she murmured, giving a slightly devious grin as she flexed her fingers and adjusted her seating position.
TAG tomas martin.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC playground by sia.
OUTFIT READ.
NOTES i stole this coding from you and the image is obvs. yours. k. bye.
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Post by tomas martin on Jan 27, 2011 23:24:06 GMT -7
---JUST the sight of the female in only an oversized sweater wrought a smile across his face, a brow quirking over his crystalline eyes. "you showered without me?" his tone was pleasantly joking as he finished the last drag of his cigarette before tossing the still burning end out the open window. unzipping his sweater, he pulled it from his lean build, allowing it to fall to the ground at his feet. "how come you aren't out leeching off one of this city's wankers? that's what you do, right? shake your ass and shit for random blokes?" although his words were rude, the way in which he spoke was in a friendly manner. it was just how they were and he loved their camaraderie. it was just so simple, eons away from how he was with ivy. with his girlfriend, it was as if he was treading on glass; with morgan, though, he could say whatever came to his mind without fearing repercussions. it was a welcomed reprieve and something he took advantage of whenever he was granted to. "put on some pants too, you slag." but of course, that was the farthest thing from what he wanted. in fact, he enjoyed the sight of her legs, seemingly going on for miles and miles. she definitely rivaled ivy in the body department although he would never admit to that.
TAGGED morgan priestly.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC caesar, i blame coco ft. robyn.
OUTFIT see above.
NOTES nada.
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Post by morgan on Jan 27, 2011 23:31:29 GMT -7
---A mischievous grin paraded across her lips as he spoke, her own brown eyes rolling from the banter of his words. they both knew he only had to give the word and she would easily have invited him over for a shower. mhm, sorry babe. she said in a joking tone, the sarcasm thick in her voice. morgan watched as he shed clothes, quirking a brow as she pointed at her screen though it was directed towards him. i'm so not paying for this peepshow, by the way. if it was one thing she could count on, it was lively banter from him and for that she was grateful. sometimes a girl got tired of just being looked at as a piece of ass and if his morals towards having a girlfriend was giving her this type of amusement then she wasn't complaining. at his latest comment, she snorted, easily giving him the finger at his joking jab. i don't think strip clubs do international work, love. plus, i'm a little wary of doing anything with these people. i don't know what they do on a daily basis. she said, her tone mildly disgusted as her lip curled up just slightly. just the thought of it made her cringe. why aren't you out doing something productive? she asked him cracking her index finger out of habit.
TAG tomas martin.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC playground by sia.
OUTFIT READ.
NOTES k. bye.
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Post by tomas martin on Jan 28, 2011 13:59:22 GMT -7
---FEIGNING offense, he scowled brightly at the screen, allowing his gaze to sweep over the female's lissome form. "i'm never inviting you over ever again." not that they really even spent that much time together. if tomas was being honest, half of his time was spent with ivy and the other half with either his mates or trent. as she spoke once again, he couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head ruefully. "then i guess that's the end of this peepshow." with a somewhat dramatic sigh, he pulled the sweater back on, zipping it up to his chin in an overly dramatic fashion. once again, shock reverberated through his features as she raised her middle finger to him. "such a dainty young lady using such rude hand gestures. i should wash your mouth out." he quickly switched gears though, "they sleep, fuck, and shop. at least, i think that's what they do." shrugging his broad shoulders, he glanced toward his phone, laying motionless beside him. "ivy's off doing something with sienna, summer has... a work thing, trent is with trace and adrienne." pausing momentarily, he swept a hand across his face, as if ashamed, "i have no friends, didn't you know?"
TAGGED morgan priestly.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC the simpsons movie.
OUTFIT see above.
NOTES nada.
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Post by morgan on Jan 29, 2011 19:30:45 GMT -7
---ALL she could do was laugh at his actions, running her fingers through her still damp hair as she mock gasped at his next comment. that's rude! she said, slightly offended. morgan actually burst out into a small fit of laughter, no louder than giggles, but laughter none-the-less as she watched him redress himself and zip it to it's height. now if that's not a tease i don't know what is morgan said in a taunting tone, rolling her eyes at him out of habit. he made another amusing facial expression as she flipped him the bird and shrugged as he commented on how unlady-like it was. morgan half-listened to him speak about the natives as she looked around the room and the absence of acacia. she had no idea where she had went and she was quite bored. she would have normally been out doing something she had no business doing, but without a proper guide she refused. aww, sucks for you! i tried to be your friend and you shunned me.
she reminded him, giving a slight pout of her lips in mock depression.
TAG tomas martin.
STATUS complete.
MUSIC half the man i used to be by nirvana.
OUTFIT READ.
NOTES k. bye.
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