Blake Dixon

“I might, but not now. I’d rather feel them out first.” Give it a couple of days, make sure they aren’t going to try and harvest my kidneys when my guard is down.” Not that he’s ever experienced such an instance, but the mention of someone pocketing the young woman’s hair has him wondering. People get up to weird things. “I’ll hang out here for a minute, then head home. Being I drove, this right here is it for me.”

Blake nodded. "That's the smartest idea anyways." She snorted. "you never know anymore these days." She then shrugged it off before she looked at the gentleman. "Well, I wish you luck with the next person when you meet up with them. Tinder dating does work, it's just hard, sadly." She said exhaling as she leaned against the counter as she tilted her head. "and I so would drive you home if you wanted but I already had a few drinks tonight."

Aiden keeps his mouth shut about it. His cynicism is of no use here (or anywhere, honestly). At the very least, he can spare Blake of it. She’s answered with a hum, smothered behind the mouth of the bottle he brings to his lips after another digital enemy is eliminated. He doesn’t care either way, insensitive to the idea that people might be misplaced. He’d been during the hurricane.

Blake chewed her lip a bit as she kept watching, fingers messing with the bottle that she was drinking out of before her eyes went to the controller. She perked, intrigued, before she grabbed it. She pressed a few buttons to figure out the move set before she started to play. "Oh thanks-" she said.

closed starter: @its-blakeiguess

Blake, who was scrolling through her phone, panicked from Darcy busting through her door. “Jesus Darc.” She breathed hard before sitting up. She leaned to look in the box before looking at her friend. “What the heck did you do to them?” She asked. Evie loved Megamind so she knew why Darcy was so freaked out about what she did.

"Good. Every reason to be scared," Aiden muses, blunt and honest. He leans back into the couch, toggling the settings before resuming a previous saved file in his game. "If you weren't, you'd be cracked outta your mind." Or, at the very least, in shock still. He makes a short 'hmm' sound at the suspicion of a cooking situation gone wrong. Burnt toast or pizza pockets - the lot of young adults in this world that don't know how to cook astounds him still, and there is no leniency granted in his judgments despite acknowledging that he has a leg up in that category.

Blake listened to her friend as her eyes stayed on the tv, sipping her drink before placing it down. She let out a soft sigh before shrugging. "I like to be optimistic so I'll stick to the possibility of it being.. an accidental fire." she said. She didn't wanna stress more than she already was about it anyways.

"Either weirdo sounds like a curveball to dodge on a first meet up." Or he might just be shallow, which, eh - likely. "Sounds like you need to do less scooting and more running if they're that off." Aeris likes to think he has a better gauge of these things over messaging before it gets to that point. While quick to hop on a chance to meet up, he is also pretty selective when it comes to offering. Maybe it is because his intentions very well might be different than hers. He shrugs, the stranger's sympathy brushed off in the action while he plays on his phone. "Dare I ask your weirdest dating app match?"

"Trust me, I end up running eventually." Blake snorted before shrugging it off. She hadn't done online dating in a while so she wasn't scared of the possibility of a weirdo creeping her out on a date.

location: oasis night club / @aurorabaystarter

Blake always was the introverted type when it came to having a night out with her pals, but she was talked into going to the nightclub. They left her alone but it didn't matter much, since she found herself actually having a grand time. She was dancing to the music, already a little tipsy, which doubled the amount of fun she was already having.

An old fashioned. Aeris nods, semi-impressed by the choice. Unexpected, of course, but he can appreciate a curve ball. "Old fashioned it is." A nod to the bartender, and he begins with a close-mouthed chuckle. So she'd heard him. "I should really give up on it, too. I'm not sure if it's the zip code or the age group, but—" Aeris shrugs, sipping his beer and looking out to the others in the room. "Go from messaging every day to vanishing the day you intend on meeting."

“Thanks.” Blake mentioned to the gentleman before she listened to him and snorted. “Oh that's happened to me a few times— I hate to admit it- or the person turns out to be a complete weirdo. But not the good weirdo that makes you laugh— ya know? The type of weirdo that makes you scoot away awkwardly.” She rambled. She wasn’t the best at conversation since she rambled way too much to begin with. “I hated it- but sorry, I know that had to suck and all.” She said, a soft genuine frown on her face as her eyes stayed on him.

There's a hang-out pit in his room, a half-level below the floor his bed and everything else is on. With a couch and a coffee table, it's like his own personal living room. Courtesy of mother, and technically his late father's child support money, he doesn't have to linger in public spaces for his own entertainment. The button on the controller is pressed while he walks by to turn the system on, but Aiden bypasses to head to the mini-fridge in the corner to retrieve a beer.

Blake sat down on the little couch as she ate a few more of the crunchy chips, eyes watching him before looking at the mini fridge. She then got up quickly as she opened the door and grabbed a beer for herself. After all that, she needed to let loose. She then sat back down and leaned back and popped open the beverage before sipping it, thinking to herself. She wasn’t dangerously close but close enough to be scared shitless. “i know the same floor but I don’t remember the.. reason behind it. All I know is that I was scared.” She snorted, but who wouldn’t be scared due to a fire in their home? She shrugged it off. “They’ll figure it out- but it most likely was someone cooking.” She laughed a little as she sipped her drink again.

"Adam Sandler has some... passable movies. You know, I feel like most of the movies he does is for the sole purpose of making out with a couple of really hot actresses. Which..." She paused, offering Blake a simple shrug. "Can't really say I blame him."

“Shit, I’d make out with hot actresses- even if it meant pull out shitty movies out the ass.” Blake nodded as she moved and ate another fry.

"Yeah, sure." Aiden shrugs, noncommittal. Something to keep her mind off things. Fire and smoke stacks darker than the night sky. Escaping literal chaos to come here. She must be so scared to just take a room, too, but he figures there is enough space is this giant house that being somewhere less familiar (in the sense she's visited, but Aiden rarely offers the spare room to anyone since, well, even Phoebe doesn't count because he didn't mind sharing his space with her back then) is the most comforting option. "You can bring the chips, but don't drop any in the carpet. Or feed any to J.D. He likes snacks, but chips will get him sick."

Blake beamed, expression lighting up before she did walk closer as she chewed on another chip. "Trust me, I won't make a mess." She chuckled a little. She'd rather be with someone for a few hours than go straight to a room and hide away with her overthinking thoughts, so she definitely appreciated Aiden for letting her watch him play.

OPEN STARTER for @aurorabaystarter at the bar of your choice, surprise me

Blake sat near the bar, humming to the music that was currently playing before her eyes went to the gentleman talking to her. She sat there, awkwardly due to him getting a drink for her. "Oh, thanks- I'm drinkin' an Old Fashioned-" She said as she finished her final sip before she grabbed the other the bartender handed to her after making it up. "and I definitely gave up on Tinder a lonnggg time ago- did you just have a Tinder go wrong?"

open starter for: everyone / location: pick your poison as long as we're eating good / pick your own adventure

Blake hesitated as she put the food she had on her fork inside her mouth, chewing slowly before she exhaled. She knew she was an adult and that she shouldn't let what others say get to her, but the constant mention of her hands shaking made her self conscious enough already. In fact, these people were a few years younger, brats that thought they were better.

to: open ( @aurorabaystarter​​ ) location: outside of all nighter diner

Blake tried napping but couldn't relax no matter how hard she tried. After the fire that happened a while ago, she was still stressed, despite being back in Ocean Crest. She always had that mentality to over stress about stuff that she shouldn't anyways. She couldn't stop it, no matter how far in the past it was.

Aiden draws in a deep breath, willing himself the patience to not scold Blake for yet another apology.

Blake's slender fingers messed with the chip in her hand, anxiously, as she listened to her friend speak. She then stuck the crunchy chip in her mouth, breaking the tip of it off and chewed it slowly as she thought to herself. "Hm, no I haven't actually, I've heard of it though- Mayyybeee.. I could watch ya play?" She grinned at Aiden before sliding the rest of the chip into her mouth.

Evie paused, turning to flash Blake a playful, incredulous look. “It’s my favorite movie, Blake. I’m in mourning. And you’re poking fun. How rude.” Eyes sweeping over the minute assortment of her movie stash, she opted for the only other movie that fit the whole “goofy, comedy” bit. Holding up Grown Ups, she shrugged. “It’s not very good because, we’ll, it’s Adam Sandler, but it’s watchable and has some funny bits,” she suggested, taking a few strides closer to the couch where Evie reached into the bag, pulling out a box of chicken nuggets. “That work?” she asked, biting the crispy skin off of the nugget.

"Hey, Adam Sandler has some funny movies." Blake said as she chewed slowly. "But I'm okay with it, so let's watch it- or.. we could act out Megamind in a very horrible way." She cooed, a grin pulling at her lips as she looked at her friend.

“ it definitely helped “ Ramsey noted with a smile as she steadied her balance. She normally didn’t get embarrassed but the fact she was a famous model and tripping into people had a way of bringing her back down to reality. “ you really don’t have to buy me new shoes especially after it the one that ran into you, If anything I owe you a drink or something“ @its-blakeiguess

Blake eyed the woman before her smile grew a little. She was always willing to help out anybody, so she didn't mind doing what she suggested. However, she couldn't pass down a free drink either. "Well.. I'm alright with a drink then. Whenever you're ready to do so, no rush. Oh- and the name's Blake, by the way." She said, a grin forming on her face as her eyes stayed on the woman's face.