[center][hr][hr][img]http://i.imgur.com/RcapSdo.png[/img] [hr][hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/BgAbdfJ.gif[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/bNz1SUH.gif[/img] [b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Main Hall [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Eli, Ash [@lovely complex], Oliver [@foxygen][/center][hr] Everything had slowed; it was as if time itself was going in slow motion right before her very own eyes. Just a minute ago, the blonde teen was having a war of words with that idiot Jackson Drake about how he almost knocked her down earlier when she and Eli were still in the parking lot. This war of words got heated when obscenities were thrown at each other. It was all fine there. Nothing harmful but just some verbal abuse. However, not even a second later, things got way worse way fast. Jackson had lost it. His fist came flying at Adielle. She couldn't blink. She couldn't think. It was coming at her, and the only thing that Adielle Hart could do was to try to defend herself, but it was too late. The punch was nearing its way closer and closer to her face. Contact was going to be made in three, two, one.. Adielle waited, hands covering her eyes as if they were to shield her from the contact, but something was off. She didn't feel anything. She didn't feel the force of Jackson's fist connect with her stomach or her face or any part of her body. Her hands shielded her eyes, so she didn't see what she was about to in a moment when she removed them. A familiar backside of medium brown hair was in front of her. Adielle leaned over to the left, peeking to see, and Adielle saw Eli's elbow blocking the hit. [color=hotpink]"When did you.."[/color] Adielle stopped mid-sentence, seeing that Eli and Jackson exchanged words. She wasn't sure exactly was going on. Eli not only defended Adielle, but he spoke with such a furocious, protective tone that Adielle couldn't help but smile as she saw that Jackson had been met at a stalemate. Even more to the point, additional oppression of Jackson's actions were seen in the form of the Mother Wolf herself, Aisling Hawthorne. Adielle hadn't had many interactions with Ash, but she and Eli seem to have this unspoken bond that just seemed to work out for the two of them. Each time that Adi would get into trouble or Eli would find himself into trouble, there was never a time that Aisling wouldn't come to either of their rescues if she could help it. Due to that, Adielle never had any problem with her, especially now since she was able to make Jackson go away; though, Adielle raised an eyebrow in that ultimatum. She didn't quite understand how not being able to romance the fuck out of Ash was a bad thing for Jackson. Obviously something she missed but also thankful for since it made the hothead go to the Media Room. When the dust settled, Eli had turned around to face Adielle. She looked at him. [color=hotpink]"You know I could have taken him, right? That doofus would have been flat out on his ass, you--"[/color] Adi was interrupted by Eli. [color=steelblue]"No, he would have rendered you unconscious and probably would have kept on pounding. Stop being so arrogant."[/color] Eli said bluntly. [color=hotpink]"Oh come on, you know--"[/color] [color=steelblue]"No, Adielle. He has MMA training. He fights regularly. He would have ended it before it began."[/color] Eli said bluntly again. Adielle said nothing, but she pouted; then her eyes fell on Ash talking to that Oliver kid. Not only that, but Kitt was there too, taking interest in Oliver. Adielle smiled at the sight of those three, but she also felt really bad. She was the cause of his discomfort, wasn't she? He was sinking so low into his seat that, by the time that Adielle even realized it, the time had gone away. Adielle would do something about that now. Pushing past Eli, Adielle walked up to Oliver, looking at him with gentle eyes and a smile to match. [color=hotpink]"Hey, you're Oliver right? I overheard after the bafoon left."[/color] Adielle said sweetly, [color=hotpink]"I'm sorry for being the cause of your discomfort, but uh,"[/color] Adielle held out her slender hand, [color=hotpink]"I'm Adielle Hart. Eli over there is my stepbrother."[/color] Adielle gave him such a tender, sweet smile. Before anybody had a chance to respond to that, Introductions were starting soon, and Adielle would simply take a seat next to Eli. Whether her fellow Greeners were nearby or not didn't matter now. She would find out exactly who she would have fun with this summer, so as they say: let the party roll! [center][hr][hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/nh9MSLh.png[/img] [hr][hr] [img]http://media4.popsugar-assets.com/files/2016/01/20/839/n/1922398/2f4a0325e01a41f2_6vF3YWb.xxxlarge/i/When-Tate-Twisted-Mind-Results-SexyAngry-Face.gif[/img] [b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Main Hall [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Ash [@lovely complex], and anyone else in the main hall [/center][hr] How could things get so fucked up? There he was joking around, having a little fun with Ash and the Wolves of Grey. He was having his fun teasing the fuck out of Ash and that little shy boy, Oliver, physically wrestling with Ghost but not in a purposely harmful way. There was nothing of ill-will going on - well, at least not until that blonde showed up calling for Elijah as if she lost her dog or something, which would be accurate since the Greys are often referred to as The Wolves of Camp Liberty. Still, right when she saw him, that's when shit hit the fan. Apparently Jackson almost knocked her down earlier. When? Where? How - wait no he knew how. Jackson was reckless, so at some point between the point of arriving to Ash giving him an ultimatum, he must have almost ran into her. Maybe it was when he was skating. In fact, Jackson was confident that's when it was. Still, that was no reason for that bitch to go all entitled cunt on him. She should've looked both ways before crossing. It's not his fault that she's a clueless brod. So, after Ash gave him that ultimatum - no doubt angry at him for attempting to hit a woman - Jackson left, and ventured forth to the Media Room. It was just as spacious as the Main Hall, if not more so. There was a long - and comfy-looking - leather couch that was of medium copper shade. Several people were on it, and the sounds of the Tv blaring so loudly that Jackson couldn't hear himself think. Or curse. It was quite distracting. He wanted to throw a fit, but he couldn't if people were being just as loud. [color=e62020]"HEY SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M TRYING TO FUCKING CURSE HERE AND YOU'RE BEING TOO GODDAMN LOUD!"[/color] Jackson yelled at those playing the Xbox 360. They shot him hissing glares, and Jackson was going to say something else, but he just decided against it mid-thought. Instead he turned around, and... [center][h3][i]smacksmacksmack[/i][/h3][/center] In a fit of rage, Jackson took his anger out on the brick wall behind him. He turned around as fast as hecould, yelling, and shot three consecutive left and right, straight punches; each one being harder than the last. As to be expected, brick wall and bare hands never was a good idea especially considering when you don't use proper form - which Jackson did(or rather didn't). The end result was both of his fists were cut up. Bruised. Parts were already covered in blood, and that's when Jackson had just lost it. [color=e62020]"Fucking hell motherfucking shit bag FUCK!"[/color] He never did anything right; not when it came to minding his tongue and actions, or having common sense when taking his anger out on a wall. Come on, Jackson Drake! If you're goind to punch something that resembled a wall, go for a plastered wall or a couch. It's sofer and you're most likely to not harm yourself even more than you already had. Fucking idiot. And now it was time for Introductions. [color=e62020]"Fucking wonderful!"[/color] Jackson huffed, walking out of the Media Room, and taking a place next to some fucktards. He didn't care who it was; not like he would pay any mind. He would simply wait for someone to speak first, because it wasn't sure as hell going to be him. [hr] About ten minutes or so later, Jackson found a seat among some random people, one of them had some kind of Avengers shirt. She was female - hot too. She had long black hair. As much as he wanted to sit next to Ash, perhaps now wasn't the time. After the big scene that he had just caused for Team Grey, Jackson probably wasn't the person that she wanted to see right now, let alone be next to. Yeah, Jackson was just going to keep his distance until he could figure out a way to apologize. It would have to be something huge because he fucked up big time. In the meantime, however, he might as well as introduce himself. Jackson prepared to speak, but a few people beat him to it.[sub][color=e62020] "Those fuckers."[/color][/sub] Jackson mumbled. Apparently one of those fuckers was his team leader. Another hot one; she looked Asian, but had a nice figure. Oh God, why was Jackson eying other women when his eyes would just fall back on Ash? His eyes may wander around to other potential dickholes, but Jackson knew that he only had room in his oddly-shaped heart for one and that was Aisling Hawthorne. [color=e62020]"Gonna have to do something drastic to get her forgiveness"[/color] Jackson stayed with that thought for a moment. And when he had thought about it, he stood up from his seat, took to his seat, was high above everyone else. It had fallen on perfect timing because Mathias had just finished. [color=e62020]"Okay, listen up everyone! Jackson Drake is the name, and I'm with the best team ever! RED MOTHERFUCKING PRIDE BIOTCHES!"[/color] Jackson proclaimed proudly. His eyes then fell on Ash, giving her a smile. [color=e62020]"And Ash! I'm so sorry for being a complete idiot, but you know so much about me by now! I'm head over heels with you! I don't know what it will take, I will win your forgiveness. I can't live without it because, Aisling Hawthorne, YOU ROCK MY WORLD!"[/color] Jackson jumped off of the chair he was standing on, and landed one foot, spinning around, and breaking into a [url=https://45.media.tumblr.com/63a0a2329ecd68734c9cadcb88376fb1/tumblr_mvhbrbwPCt1ssm62zo1_400.gif]moon walk[/url]. After three steps of doing it, he spun like a ballerina, and pointed to Ash, winking at her. [center][hr] [hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/8h8nNYX.png[/img] [hr] [hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/RivkU1k.gif[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/BuAFRLL.gif[/img] [b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Main Hall [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Adielle, Jackson(through annoyance), everyone else in the Main Hall, Sierra [@Dirty Pretty Lies](through eye contact)[/center] [hr] Eli tried to hide his obvious contempt for Jackson, but it somewhat died down after that ridiculous show of bafoonerly as an attempt of apologizing to Ash. Whether she forgave him for simply embarrassing him or simply embarrassing himself was of no concern to Eli. As long as Jackson didn't try to use physical violence towards his sister again, the guy was of no imporatnace to him. Besides, there were more pressing concerns to Eli in the room, His eyes fell upon that woman from before; the woman that was wearing that Avengers T-shirt. She had long, flowing dark hair, and it was obvious how her figure was proportioned. The thing about that shirt was that it didn't really hide how slender she was. Plus, Eli liked to look for the finer details of things. Even the slightest reveal was obvious to him. That's just how Elijah was sometimes. It often was unavoidable for him to not notice those things. Maybe that's why the Wolves of Camp Liberty often are overlooked because they are keen observers of a lot of things, mainly certain details within plain sight. Eli stood up,not really waiting for the next person to do their introductions. [color=steelblue]"Eli Nelson; Grey Team."[/color] Eli said, but his eyes were on that woman directly across from him, and next to Jackson. [color=steelblue]"I enjoy having a good time."[/color] Eli said, taking his seat, legs crossed. However, his eyes were still locked on the girl across. Something about her intrigued him. He wanted to know more about her. Adielle looked over at Eli, wondering exactly he was looking at. Her eyes fell upon his line of sight, and saw some girl in a T-shirt next to Jackson. Deciding whether she wanted to ask him about it or not, Adielle pondered on that thought for a moment. After about half of a minute, she decided not to. Instead, Adielle stood up, cleared her throat, and said, [color=hotpink]"the name's Adielle Hart. Despite my obvious fashion style, I'm not Pink. Team Green all the way! And this year, we're going to crush everyone!"[/color] Adielle yelled like a frat boy. [color=hotpink]"but still love you all!"[/color] Adielle gave the entire room a wink and sat down with a big old smile on her face.