Liz Collins; LOCKED to Jason CalderonWhen:
Wednesday August 20th, 7:55PM Where:
The apartment complex, and then out to Dinner.Rating/Warning:
Liz was waiting in the Lobby of the apartment building, glancing outside every so often. She knew she was early, and so she was sitting where she could see the door, her ear phones stuck in her ears, IPod playing some Three Days Grace
, tapping her foot and humming along. Her purse was sitting next to her on the cushion. She wasn't really looking at it as a date-date, just, dinner with a guy. A wolf-guy, who she still wasn’t sure about, but, she’d promised to go with him. And maybe it’d be surprisingly cool, at the least some of the old bit-es might see her with a Reesyn police officer, and tell her father; which, in her book would totally be worth it, although actually seeing her fathers face would be hilarious, but still.
She was wearing a casual outfit; a pair of low cut jeans, cute tank top, although not quite long enough to mesh with her jeans, which reveals part of the tattoo on her lower back slightly above her waist line, it’s a tribal looking dragon design
. Also being seen is her pierce belly button, which currently has a three studded earring in it, matching the dark red color of her shirt. On her right forearm near the wrist is a small version of this Celtic cross
. On her left upper arm is a RIP cross
with the name G. Collins scribed on it. Sitting in her lap is her jean jacket, and the IPod; she’s got big hoop earrings, and studs along the sides of her ears. On her neck is a gem stone necklace wrapped in a leather braided strap, it’s actually a charm with a simple caltrop on it to change the wears hair to a brown shade.
She has a few of those sorts of similar charms, using magic is always better than dyeing it. Sometimes she didn’t even take notice of grabbing them sometimes, although it did have an activation word; which she used before leaving her apartment, so she was sitting with Brown hair over her shoulders. The young woman was so use to it, she didn’t even really realize that Jason might not recognize her with brown hair, so, maybe it was a good thing she was watching for him, both the elevator, staircase, and front door. Although she was doing it discreetly, scribbling something into a note pad she also had in her lap. A few lyrics to a new song she was working on, which if she was done with it soon, and didn’t think it was shitty. She was planning to give to Stephen, to sing if he wanted.