Candice:: She bit her lip again as she waited for his answer. She took one more sip before giggling softly. "How cool!" She said then laughed softly. "I am from right here in Mystic Falls." She told him. "I'm Candice, by the way." She said as she held her hand out to him. "And welcome to Mystic Falls and my party." She giggled softly as she watched him.
She'd stood on top of his feet eagerly, fluttering her lashes while rocking in the same direction he lead her. "No, no, no. The complete opposite!" The house was cleaned and put together nicely with modern decorations and her own touches. There was a lot of room for just an apartment and she never minded having guests attend. "Whatever you want to do is fine by me. We can always put in a movie and relax in my room; or we can go on the patio and look out on the balcony with the stars out. Whichever is ok."
As the sun was about to rise and people were about to wake Eldan had received his next assignment. Standing over her bed as she slept unseen to the human eye he smirked slightly at her wondering why he was assigned to her she seemed so sweet compared to her. Do to the time of day he vanished and appeared back at home. Fira seeing him there approached with a look of concern. "Why are you here? Have you not been assigned?" Eldan glared at her intensely. " It's 5 am if I go to her now and wake her up she's ether going to scream and call the cops or think that she's still dreaming. Once she wakes up and is able to fully process all I have to tell her I will go to her." Fira nodded gently as if to say she understood then vanished.
She felt amazed, like she possibly had lost her breath and was struggling to come back down to earth. "I guess you just weren't giving me any cues.. any signs.. I was lost. Just thinking about the possibilities and negatives; how my paranoid mind works." She blushed and nuzzled herself into his chest with gentle intention. She loved his scent and she adored the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. "You don't even know what that quick kiss meant to me. I was exploding inside this entire time! Really!"
Candice:: She smiled softly and waved back to him. She took another sip of her beer. She watched as he walked over to her, she could tell he was eyeing the beer though. She smiled at his question and blushed at his accent. She had always been a fan of accents. "Best brew around." She answered then raised her bottle to him before taking another sip from her bottle. "So where are you from?" She asked curiously.
Noah's blue eyes grew bright as he let a small baritone chuckle escape his lips. It wasn't humorous that the girl was lost but rather how she asked others for help. He cleared his throat quietly and finally remembered his state of professionalism. He nodded once as she introduced herself to him but had to stifle another avalanche of laughter escaping his lips because he realized that she was sort of mocking him. "Maybe I'll take you this time instead, Alison," he told her, a hint of playfulness palpable in his voice. He shoved his hands inside of his pockets and walked over to the salad and wrap bar. Once they finally reached it, he nodded towards her and gave her a friendly smirk. "Here you are, Alison. Maybe by tomorrow or the day after you'll know your way around here."
Paul:: He looked at her and chuckled lightly. He shook his head and drank the scotch which he had earlier protested. He grinned lightly. "No." He said. "I said that I like to make all girls smile. especially the troubled ones. It's more rewarding to make them smile." He told her. "I don't like seeing anyone frown, but girls just look sadder than guys when they do." He smiled softly.
She listened to the waves crashing against their feet and legs, absolutely loving the feeling- it was relaxing. She wouldn't have wanted to be there with anybody else but him. He brought her a sense of comfort and a sense of refreshment. "Whatever you'd like to do." She spoke softly and looked down in her lap while it continued to get later and later. The sun was barely out, it would obviously be nighttime soon. She was honestly curious how the 'date' was going. In his mind. If it... if it was even a date at all.
Noah gave the student a subtle nod before offering her a small smile. Oh these college students. Nevertheless, he was glad to help these students find their way around the campus. After watching her leave towards the direction of the photography department, he walked back into the cafeteria. He went to Panda Express before taking a seat with a few of his friends and a few professors whom he was close with. He looked around the cafeteria for a few seconds and spotted the girl return back, looking lost. "Excuse me for a moment," he muttered, looking at the people in his table. The man ran his fingers through his silky hair and walked towards the student. "You got lost that fast?" he asked her, chuckling a bit. "Come," he signaled her as he began to walk. "Let me take you. I'm Professor Connolly for the moment, but call me Noah for now," he informed her.
It was relaxing and beautiful, yes, of course. But she had a busy mind full of thoughts and questions and concerns. She did her very best to wash it away and put on a smile for him. "I don't come here often; but y'know. Whenever I need fresh air and some time away from the stress of city life." She leaned her head against his shoulder and swirled her toes around just as he'd done before. She took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders just to stretch out comfortably. She felt like it had been a busy evening.
Candice:: She bit her lip gently as she ate up for her party. She was pretty well known for them. She had borrowed her friends mini mansion for the occasion. God she loved this house! It was old, charming. It took you back to the nineteenth century with a modern twist. As the hours passed and she finished setting up, guests started to arrive. She squealed softly and turned the music up. She made her way around as the crowd grew. She went to the drinks and grabbed herself a cup full of rather good beer. She sipped from it then looked over at the snacks and spotted a guy who was just standing there.
Paul:: He looked at her. "Well.. To start, I don't have a job at the moment. I had a rich family, so for now I'm just living off that. I obviously like alcohol." He laughed. "Umm, I like making a girl smile, especially a troubled one. I hate when people abuse, physically, verbally, other people. And I mainly like to run or write." He told her then chuckled lightly as she handed him the scotch. "Thanks, but you didn't have to do that." He said a he took it and set it down.
She loved how he put his own spin on her ideas, he sounded just as adventurous as she was. "Penny Boards? I used to have one but I have no idea where mine went. You'll probably have to refresh me on how to work one." She grew up with guys who enjoyed skateboarding and who endorsed in the Penny company. She couldn't wait to go down the pier to the very edge; so that her toes would dip int the water and remind her of amazing memories. She stayed at his side and waited patiently for him to grab both boards. "You better be ready to catch me if I fall. I'm really clumsy and I don't want to make you hold back because of me."
"Me choose? Don't put me on the spot! We won't get anywhere!" She laughed at herself before closing her eyes and fighting to come up with something. "We could sit on the edge of the pier... go to my place... yours... take a walk in the gazebo at the park... go to the top of the hill for a perfect view of the moon..." She didn't want to sound lame or disappointing, but, those were the only events that came to mind. They had plenty of time so it wasn't a rush. "You pick from those." She stood up gradually now.
you're alright; I understand! I'm just trying to get things going a little bit.
Paul:: He shook his head. "No, it's okay. You're right, I should slow down. Besides, I don't need you worrying about me." He said then listened to her and smiled softly. "Interesting..." He said as he watched her. He usually went out further, yet he had still never seen her.
She smiled and shrugged. "Ana is at her grandmothers' for the night so that I can have more time with you. But no worries; you'll be able to meet her. All three of us can do something on our next date. The next few hours are all yours- I just want you to decide." She relaxed her frame and looked into his eyes brightly and intently. She didn't have a preference about what they went to do after their dinner. As long as they were together and it was completely natural. "Whatever you want, I want. Promise."
She didn't say it to give him pressure, only to remind him that they were a packaged deal. He may have gotten used to her and such; but having a four year old running around would be completely different. "I don't need to be home for anything, but I can be if you'd like." She didn't really know what to do from there. She preferred that he decided and lead the rest of the date like he had been. "So I'm up for anything you'd like to do." She was easy going, especially with him at her side. He made her relaxed.
She shook her head, smiling gradually and honestly. "Connor. You didn't have to do that; I appreciate it very much. I'll make it up to you." She couldn't stop herself from gazing into his eyes and staring all across his expression. He was fascinating.. he was new.. he was refreshing. "I can't wait for you to meet Ana. That'll really show me a lot about you." She smirked and tipped her head at an angle. "As will other things in the future." She bit her lip and sighed at that simple thought. Would there be a future between the two of them? Or would their rendezvous end after one great evening? She hoped the first option was the correct one.
She creased her brow and shook her head- reassuring him with her hand latching into his. "I didn't worry about you being that way. It's just been drilled into my mind after what happened; I have to remind myself that not all men are that way." She tucked her hair behind her ear and fluttered her dark lashes. "Dinner was absolutely delicious. Thank you so much." She had a genuine smile; pulling out her wallet to file for cash. There was no way he was going to pay for her dinner... it wasn't his responsibility. She'd feel guilty to know that she didn't contribute in any sort of way. "What do I owe for everything? I'm trying to figure it out in my head."