- Invitation Status
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Adventure stories! They can be fantasy, modern, sci-fi, all kinds! Give me some good world travel stories and I'm all over it! I also enjoy romance stories and even though I tend to play females I love playing gay men.
[BG="#2F4F4F"][DASH="#66CCCC"]Alex's face beamed brightly as Natasha came over and said hello.
"Oh, bet...Natasha! I was lookin' for you! I...uh saw your boss and you talkin' earlier ya? Well I kinda...scared him a bit so he might give you your job back, if you want it that is..." He smiled feeling a bit awkward at his rash decision, but he was always one to jump to the defense of people he liked. He smiled warmly at her before turning back to look at Noel, someone he had met the night before while he was taking care of Natasha. He had mentioned Hawaii and Alex was about to comment on it before he remembered Natasha's wound.
With a worried expression he turned his head back to Natasha, "How is your shoulder? Did they catch that mountain lion? You okay?" He frowned, reaching out towards her shoulder to check the wound she had received. If last night were any indication she shouldn't have been up and about. Maybe this brand of fresh air was better then the salty ocean air he was used to breathing.[/BG][/DASH]
"Oh, bet...Natasha! I was lookin' for you! I...uh saw your boss and you talkin' earlier ya? Well I kinda...scared him a bit so he might give you your job back, if you want it that is..." He smiled feeling a bit awkward at his rash decision, but he was always one to jump to the defense of people he liked. He smiled warmly at her before turning back to look at Noel, someone he had met the night before while he was taking care of Natasha. He had mentioned Hawaii and Alex was about to comment on it before he remembered Natasha's wound.
With a worried expression he turned his head back to Natasha, "How is your shoulder? Did they catch that mountain lion? You okay?" He frowned, reaching out towards her shoulder to check the wound she had received. If last night were any indication she shouldn't have been up and about. Maybe this brand of fresh air was better then the salty ocean air he was used to breathing.[/BG][/DASH]