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1 mo ago
Current I'm backkkk.
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3 mos ago
Sorry guys, life happened. Finally have a laptop to use once more. Replies incoming!
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3 mos ago
Finally getting back to responding, just bear with me!
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4 mos ago
Recovering from Covid and being in the hospital. Hopefully replies tomorrow.
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4 mos ago
Guess who has Covid. Replies will be delayed, sorry loves.
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I have been role playing for a good fifteen or so years, and am very open to everything. 1x1, casual, advanced. I usually don't make the posts, but I am very active in them. Role playing is my outlet.

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Interactions with @Pilatus and @Fading Memory


As she made her way towards the edge of her property, she could make out the figures of two people walking towards her. While she immediately recognized Chris, Izzy didn't know who the woman was. Or did she? She seemed vaguely familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Could have been a former guest. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she decided to put the thought past her and just continue on for her letter. It was obvious the man held it for her in his hand.

The trio soon approached each other and she quicky relieved the man on the envelope. She held it with both hands and glanced down at it before returning her attention to the couple in front of her. "I appreciate it, Chris. You're amazing, as always." With a bright grin, her eyes darted over to the woman as she was introduced. Iris? Nope, definitely didn't ring a bell with her. Didn't matter. Apparently, she was on good terms with Chris so that was good enough for her.

"Nice to meet you, Iris. I'm Izabel." She blinked at the man's next statement. A house? So, was this woman looking to be a new permanent resident of the island then? Not a lot of people actually moved to the island. Interesting. Maybe she would have Eloy look into it. He had more connections around the island, anyway. Looking back at Chris, she shrugged her shoulders and let out a breath at his question.

"Yeah, everything's good here. Just having Eloy do a few touch ups around the place while the season is starting to settle down." Iz would ask him the same, but it seemed as if he were keeping himself busy just fine. She held up the letter and grinned once more. "Thanks again, for this. I'll get out of your hair and let you get back to what you were doing." Looking back at Iris, she nodded her head. "Welcome to the island. It'll be nice to have a new face around here. If you need anything, I'm just up the road at Whispering Waves. I've been known to make a mean smoothie."


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She couldn't help but to just blink in response to the woman. Katra- Her smile faltered a bit as she tried to repeat the name in her head but was thankful when the stranger gave her a shortened version. Izabel side-eyed Eloy when Kat explained that she didn't need a room, wondering why she had stumbled into the Whispering Pines anyway. Clasping her hands in front of her lap, she returned her full attention back to her and gave a short nod of her head at the mention of a meal. "Oh. I-"

At the interruption from her best friend, she glanced over at him once more and tried to bite back the flush that threatened to warm her core from that wink of his. She couldn't help a small grin and shook her head before looking back to Kat. "He's entirely biased, but I'll be happy to make you one." Noticing Eloy head out with his brushes, she raised a brow before moving over to the left of the woman towards the bay window overlooking the ocean.

It didn't take her long to gather the items necessary for the beverage. Izabel listened to Kat speak about some sort of ship and diamonds and tried to bite back a groan. For longer than she could remember there had been treasure hunters searching all corners of the isles. While it did bring in some good tourism, it also overcrowded the beaches and brought some shady characters to the land. If this woman was any associated with that, she didn't want any part of it. Thankfully she admitted that she was only here to clean up the wreckage.

As she started to blend the ingredients together, she furrowed her brows as she tried to think why growing up on a farm would have anything to do with her foot being hurt. Maybe the woman was just used to getting injured? She looked out the window and noticed Eloy looking towards the ocean and tilted her head. Maybe he was thinking of dipping out early to catch a wave or two. Not like she blamed him.

Soon she was pouring the smoothie into a reusable cup when the man of the hour walked back in. She caught the look from the tourist and raised a brow, catching the immediate attraction to cross the woman's features. A pang tugged at her gut which she immediately recognized but refused to name. Clearing her throat, she turned to her best friend as he proposed a question. Her brow raised now in question. Did they have plans for later that she had forgotten about? That was quite like her, so it made sense. Iz was so busy with the inn these days that anything else was quick to slip from her mind.

"Oh, uh-" Her next thought was pulled from her by the sound of a loud engine. Looking back towards the window, she noticed her next-door neighbor's water plane making its landing. Being as how he was one of the only people to check the postage, she needed to see if her package had finally arrived. But first she needed to finish with her guest. Izabel nodded and walked over to the woman before handing her the cup. "Here you are, on the house as a welcome treat. You can stay for as long as you want to rest your foot, I have to check on something for one moment. There are maps of the island with the best routes to everywhere you need to get to right here." Grabbing a pamphlet from the back wall, she handed it to Kat.

Izabel looked at her friend and gave him a quick nod of her head. "Give me thirty minutes to get ready and I'll meet you at the usual spot, I have to go see if Chris has anything for me." She looked back at the tourist and waved her hand. "Was a pleasure to meet you, please stop by again any time." Hurrying past Eloy, she put a hand on his bicep before moving out the door and down the stairs towards Chris's property.
I call either Charms or Transfiguration.
Interested!
I'll throw my hat in.


Interactions with @Days and @PrinceAlexus


Another month gone meant more paperwork to catch up on. While Izabel absolutely adored running Whispering Waves, she loathed having to do the financial aspects of it. The young woman always found herself wishing to hire a manager to take care of it all for her. But, along with the small bed and breakfast's budget not being able to handle another employee, she knew she would never be able to hand the reigns of her business over to someone else. This place had once been, and still was, her home. She lived and breathed for it. She would just have to get over her dislike of math. Eventually.

Yet as the hours dwindled by, her eyes would occasionally catch sight of a wave outside of her office's window. The sea called to her in so many different languages and emotions. She would catch herself remembering her childhood days of living on her surfboard, or her late teenage years of teaching younger children to embrace the beauty in each crest. Izzy would sometimes wish to be back to those years but knew she was living the best time now. Not only did she run her own establishment, which had always been a dream of hers, but she was in the prime of her life and had everything to look forward to. Nothing would be able to take this away from her.

At random times her ears would catch the sound of her handyman and best friend working against the wood of her house. She was so eternally grateful for that man. Not only did he run his own handyman business, but he was always able to find time in his schedule to help her with anything she needed around the home. Izzy didn't know what she would ever do without him. Hopefully she would never have to find out. The two had been constant companions since the first day they had met and their friendship only grew stronger as they aged. She had been sad when she decided to stop teaching at his school, but knew her best friend would only be happy for her living out her own dream. To her, there was no better man than Eloy Kan.

Huffing out a breath, she regrettably pulled her attention away from the sea and back to the calculator in front of her. She had to get this budgeting done or else she wouldn't be able to work on the inventory until much later, during a time when she desperately wanted to dip her toes into the ocean. With a groan she put her elbow onto the small desk and propped her chin on the inside of her palm as she stared down at the figures. During the summer months the profits had increased somewhat slightly, but not exactly where she had hoped they would be. The competition from the much more luxurious and larger hotels towards the center part of the island always drove away any prospective guests. Thankfully the guests that she was able to bring in managed to keep her business afloat. At least for now.

Izzy had been so lost in the paperwork that she didn't hear the man until he had cleared his throat. Jumping only slightly in surprise, she quickly looked up at him and exhaled out a quick, short breath from her nostrils. Her eyes immediately took in the sight of him shirtless and her throat dried. She then was able to process what he had said to her. Eyes widening slightly, she raised a brow in question. "A tourist?" She pushed away from the desk and rose to her feet before moving towards the front of the room. Bringing her hands down, she pulled at the hem of her denim shorts until they stopped mid-thigh and made sure her tan button-up shirt was fully closed. "Get a dang shirt on, Loy. Trying to run a business here. And don't you dare get any paint on anything it doesn't belong."

She would just have to ignore the part of her that hoped he wouldn't redress. Izzy was a woman after all, and she definitely had eyes. Though she inwardly bashed at the blush that threatened to flair across the tops of her cheeks and nose at that wink of his. She shouldn't be having those types of thoughts about her best friend. Couldn't. Could she? Shaking her head at herself, she followed after him into the main area of the house. She pushed the stray strands of her brown hair away from her face as a large smile pulled at both corners of her mouth when she noticed the woman.

"Hi, welcome! I'm Izabel. Are you looking for a room?" Hearing Eloy's words to the tourist, she blinked and raised a brow in concern. "Are you alright? I can call the local doctor to check you out. You wouldn't have to move a muscle."
Definitely interested in this.
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