Behind blue eyes

GENERAL

FULL NAME: - Joshua Elizabeth Moore

AGE/DOB: - 28/26

HEIGHT: - 5′8

WEIGHT: -  150 lbs

ETHNICITY: - Half Caucasian and Half Native American

GENDER: - Cismale

HAIR: - brown

EYES: - blue

SCARS: - none

TATTOOS: - this one on his fingers.

PIERCINGS: - none

LANGUAGES: - English, Spanish, Italian and French

EDUCATION: - High School completed and Fire Science major

OCCUPATION: - Firefighter

SEXUAL IDENTIFICATION: - Heterosexual

ROMANTIC IDENTIFICATION: - Heterosexual

“Keeping yourself occupied then?” she concludes with a tilt of her head. If that’s what he was doing, she could definitely relate—- “See Bear,” she crouches down to be level with her dog, although in this position her pup was quite definitely larger than her “He has a dog too so he might even know songs you can sing along to,” she jokes, “Possible,” she offers in regards to the fact that he might be smelling the others dog “Although I wouldn’t let him get too close to your guitar though, Bear isn’t exactly a specialist when it comes to fine motor skills.” catiously and because Eden hasn’t repremanded him for it again the tibetanian mastiff sniffs closer towards him and his guitar.

She stands up again, a smile on her lips “I’m Eden,” she offers, “And this right here,” fingers ruffle through the thick fur on her dogs neck “Is Bear.”

“Sort of, but also just doing something I love,” he smiled at her, he had fun just jamming, he didn’t always need to write a song to have a good time while he played his guitar, “Bear, that’s such a good name,” he laughed, the dog was definitely huge, so it was a very fitting name. He honestly was never scared of big dogs. He never pet them without the owner’s permission, but whenever he saw a dog, big or small, he had the urge to do it, “Oh, absolutely, I know the best dog songs, none of those wooful ones,” he grinned, proud of his own pun, it was such a dad joke, but that was what he did best, “Oh, big and clumsy, huh? Most big dogs seem to be.”

Ana grins as she makes the elysian blush. “Well——— that blush sure makes you look like one, but I’m sure you’re not, handsome.” The shewolf winks once more at him, this time, purposely complimenting him. “Alright, I’ll be right back, or you can follow me back to the bar. I’ve been told the view is quite nice from behind.” She chuckles, obviously making allusion to her ass, as she turns around, and heads for the bar. If he asked his question out loud, Ana would most likely discourage him about getting drunk anytime soon. Not when he’s at the top of his game.

The blush got deeper both because she was complimenting and the wink. He grinned and shook his head at his reaction, “You do realize that you’re not helping with the blush at all by doing all of that, right?” the grin was still on his lips, just a hint that he actually didn’t mind it. People mistook his blush sometimes with him being uncomfortable, but it wasn’t exactly that, he just still had some of his shy personality in him, “Are you giving me permission to look at it?” he teased her as he walked right behind her, following her to the bar.

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Chloe sat outside on one of the benches outside of Le Bordel, an extra large glass of wine in hand. She’d kept to herself the last couple of weeks, but she started to feel a little trapped in her room. Being back at Le Bordel still felt unreal, but it was necessary. The younger wolf had fallen back into this uneasy feeling. She once again didn’t feel safe. Everything was fucked for her once more. The ding of a notification on her phone pulled her from her thoughts, and she quickly grabbed it, hoping to see a message from Arlon, only to feel a pang of disappointment that it once again wasn’t him. 

Sighing, she took a long sip from her glass, letting her head fall back and her eyes flutter closed. Sensing someone approach, she slowly lowered her glass. “Sorry, but this seat is taken…”

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When he was close to someone, he tended to pay attention to small details, he could usually tell when they were sad, angry, and depending, when they were lying to him. It was why it wasn’t that hard to notice that Chloe wasn’t having a good day, “Even for me? Come on, I’m sure whoever was in there, won’t mind if I steal their seat,” he grinned widely at her, but he was just joking, if there was in fact someone there, he could just sit somewhere else, but he had a feeling that she was saying that, just so someone wouldn’t sit by her side.

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Jolene watched the other as they seemed to fumble with the garment in their hands. The prisoner was flustered, and Jolene was waiting, slowly losing patience as they seemed to be struggling to find an excuse. When she rented the other, she didn’t realize they intended to leave with full pockets. Not only did they help themselves to a pack of her cigarettes, but they also took a little souvenir: the panties she shed right before they got down to business. 

“You really thought stealing from me was a good idea?” The chthonic laughed. “Give me one reason I shouldn’t strip you naked and walk you through town on a leash with those stuffed in your mouth.” She hissed the words, her attention shifting to the newcomer who must have caught the tail end of the discussion. 

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Joshua leaned on the door frame of the Chateau’s front door, as he watched the scene that was unfolding before his eyes. Stealing from Jolene was a terrible idea, but the person clearly didn’t know that, “Because they may like it, you’re forgetting some people have that stuff as their kink Jolene,” he pointed out, they became friends after they slept together, what they went through after that was a good way to bond in a way. There was a good side about a pregnancy scare after all.

Her eyes would flicker from his face down to the guitar. It fascinated her. “I want to try to learn all that I can.” Cynthia still had her training engraved in her, but now having more time, new hobbies were always nice. “Do you think you could teach me?” She asked him. 

“I’m the same way,” he nodded, mostly when it came to music, but he did plan to learn more languages, he was currently learning sign language, “Oh, sure, I never taught anyone before, but I could definitely do my best to teach you.”

Eli hadn’t wanted to be a werewolf. His whole life pre-bite had been aimed at ridding the world of immortal beings that shouldn’t be alive. The older man would have completely sympathized with Joshua’s thoughts. Eli had already lost all of the human’s he’d cared about. Either through death or because they hated him now. “Gotta life left to live.” Eli said gesturing toward the guitar again, “Lots of time to keep playing. You a musician?” He didn’t mind this guy. He struck Eli as very…. human meaning it as a compliment in his thoughts. That probably was because of his age but still. It predisposed the grumpy, old wolf to be a little less of a dick. He turned his head to make sure his client was still good before looking back and the younger man. He smiled and shrugged good-naturedly, “It helps me get the job done. I’m Eli by the way.”

“Absolutely, and I also have a lot of time to learn new things,” he pointed out, he would only stop when he learned every single instrument. He enjoyed music so much, that he wanted to learn everything about it, he even planned to try and improve his skills when it came to writing lyrics, which he honestly wasn’t the best at, and it was hard to find the right words, “No professionally, I’m a firefighter, music is just my hobby,” he played one night every weekend in a bar, but he didn’t see that as a job, since the money he got in that money, went to the actual singer of the band. It was something that he suggested, he didn’t do it for the money, “It’s nice to meet you, Eli, I’m Joshua.”

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Eli chuckled when the man said he forgot he was immortal. “Yeah, it’s a weird thing to come to terms with.” When the guy said his age Eli was proved correct. The guy was just young. “Still most of your life. Either way.” Eli replied, agreeing with the other man. Eli scratched his stubble, he knew what the scorpion tattoo on his neck and his aesthetic made him look like. He built it on purpose, “Thanks. It’d be right disappointing if I found out now that I look damn approachable.” 

Being immortal was never something that he wanted to be. He wanted to grow old by the side of his loved ones. He hated the thought that one day, he wouldn’t have any of his mortal friends anymore, he already lost his parents, which was hard enough, having to watch everyone die, would be difficult, “Yeah, definitely,” he nodded, “Yep, pretty much,” he wasn’t sure how many of people of his age there were in his species, but he had a feeling there were more older ones than young, however, he could be wrong, “I can imagine why, must come in handy, yeah?”

He might regret Maeve to sing. The woman has a great sense of rhythm but her ability to hold a key leaves much to be desired. Still, with eyes like stage lights, she takes another bite of her cake right after Joshua takes his, mulling over whether he was serious. Not that it matters- she’s made up her mind already. “Best friend? Maybe after I know your name first.” With another laugh, she adds, “I’m Maeve.” Clearing her throat, she hands him the cake and dusts the crumbs from the front of her blouse. “I’m ready to sing now.” Said with more seriousness than befits the situation.

“I don’t think so. I always get to learn new things.” Tesla didn’t give him any verbal permission, simply slid closer. Because why would he need permission? He wasn’t doing anything wrong or that would make her client angry. He was simply teaching her a new thing.

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Her arms wrapped around his neck and she smiled at his question. He always asked that question when they saw each other. Josh was very considerate and that was rare in the city. There was only a couple who were like that.

“First, I would love to wiggle out of this jumper and slide into one of your shirts.” She leans up on her toes for another kiss.”Then I am pretty open for the rest of the night. We can see how it goes.”

Danielle had a good idea how it would go and she liked ending up naked in his bed with their limbs tangled together talking.

“That can be arranged,” he smiled widely, he didn’t mind sharing his jumpers, he actually loved to see the girls that he booked wearing them. It was really nice when their scent stuck on them after too.

“Come on,” he grabbed her hand, and gave it a light kiss, before dragging her inside his place, and closing the door, “I made some snacks for us to eat, I hope you like them.”

Cynthia steps around and takes a seat on the grass, her legs crossed and she looks across at him. “Was it hard to learn?” She had never learned how to play an instrument. It wasn’t something deemed useful when she was being raised and trained. 

“Not really, probably because I always really loved it,” he noticed each person was different, to some it was easier to learn, to others harder. He learned really fast, but he knew some that took much longer to get it right, “Why? Thinking about learning?”

Ana quirks an eyebrow for a moment - like she doesn’t believe him - but it’s obvious the shewolf is teasing, as a grins breaks onto her lips. “If the drink is safe, all is well. Would you like another one, cutie?” Had she shamelessly called him that? Yes, because Ana has no shame, and really that’s how she test the waters with most people. He does seem nice, but as someone who’d seen the darkness of the city, the kindest of smile, can hide the darkest nature. Yet, elysians are usually good by nature. At least, more than chthonics… usually.

His cheeks automatically turned into a light shade of pink because of the compliment. He had a smile on his lips though, which always showed that despite the blush, he always appreciated it, “Cutie, huh? What am I? A puppy?” he teased her, his smile turned into a grin, which was an indication that he wasn’t being serious, “I would like another one, yes,” he nodded, he didn’t know a lot about his own species, he didn’t know if he could get drunk. He wasn’t one to drink too much in one night, so he never had the opportunity to test that out.

You’re welcome. So you’ve had plenty of time to learn your chords and rhythm. Never took up an instrument myself. Prefer my books and magic studies to music anyway.

“I enjoyed the lab. I enjoy it here too. Why would I not?” The wolf met plenty who felt pity for her, and it always confused her. Why would she not enjoy living and learning new things? “I like learning and doing as I’m told.”