Ikon (ikonophile) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2011-05-13 18:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | ikon, rocky |
Wednesday - November 26th, 2008
Who: Rocky and Ikon
When: Evening
Where: His Apartment
What: International Cuisine
Rated: TBD
After playing mediator between Will and Syn earlier in the day, Ikon was definitely looking forward to spending a little time hanging out with a cool and attractive woman and enjoying some quality Italian cuisine. It definitely sounded like a good end to his day. And since Syn was gone to help Will pack his things up from the place he had been staying, they would have the place to themselves for a while, though he had ordered extra food to put in the fridge for the sprite for later since he might be hungry when he got in.
Taking a few minutes to straighten up the place, Ikon then unlocked the door so Raquel could let herself in before moving to flop down on the sofa to wait for her. He was shirtless, wearing a pair of his more comfortable leather pants that sat low on his hips, his hair a bit of a wild mess from where he'd washed it earlier in the day and had only run his fingers through it before letting it air dry. The tv was turned down low, set on a disaster movie marathon on the Syfy channel that really wasn't doing much to keep his attention but was at least providing some background noise.
"Come on in," he yelled when he heard her knock, leaning forward to grab the remote to power the television off. Smokey eyes found her once she'd come into view and he smiled as he verbally greeted her, "Hey pretty."