Bella sighed as she closed her eyes and pushed all thoughts from her mind. Relaxation seemed to com so reluctantly these days, despite the eerie way life seemed to be floating by. Most of the time, she felt as though she was hovering somewhere, looking at an aerial view of her life--empty and seemingly meaningless. Gently gnawing on her lower lip, she squeezed her eyes shut tighter. There was no way to rest feeling guilty over all the time she'd been spending, avoiding human contact. Soon, she would be competing in a fighting tournament. It was something she'd been mulling over for quite some time. Hopefully fighting was something she'd be good at. Something that'd give her purpose... and money. Aside from the traditional musician roles of her family. As she stretched, a smile curled around her lips. She still had the flexibility she'd always had. She wasn't always tumbling or contorting her body in bizarre ways as she'd done as a child, but still, it was a thrilling thought. When she was younger, she'd dreamt of being in a circus--perhaps something relatively close to Cirque du Soleil. For a moment, she wondered if it was still a possible dream for her. Yet she hat to quickly remind herself that dreams were pointless. Reality was what she had to focus on now. Still... it was a nice thought. Comments #1. Awesome pose Bella!
Isabella van Loon-Jones #2. Thanks, Isa! Isabella Dwyer #3. Wish I was that agile Isabella van Loon-Jones #4. or flexible rather Isabella van Loon-Jones #5. hehe you can work on it! Isabella Dwyer #6. Will you help me? Isabella van Loon-Jones #7. Sure! That'd be fun *grins* Isabella Dwyer #8. *Giggles* You think? Isabella van Loon-Jones #9. Yuuuuup! Isabella Dwyer #10. *Smiles* Well, I'm in London again now Isabella van Loon-Jones #11. Awesome! You should stop by. Or I will! Isabella Dwyer #12. Deal!! Isabella van Loon-Jones
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I found this little guy. He seemed to be in need of someone, so he's going home with me. I figured i'd name him Frankie since I found him near Frank's monolith. Why not, eh? *grins* Three pets, and counting. I guess I better find a home of my own to keep these little buggers. Comments #1. Aaaahw, you're so sweet to animals Bella!
Isabella van Loon-Jones #2. hehe thanks, Isa! I can't help it. I think I'm starting to like them better than humans :p Isabella Dwyer #3. Well thank you! :p Isabella van Loon-Jones #4. hahaha except you ofc :p Isabella Dwyer #5. Good! :p Isabella van Loon-Jones Bella fired another round of punches and kicks against the punching bag. It swayed back and forth with momentum as Bella stood back, hand on knees. It was only during these times of intense training or working out when she could usually turn her mind off, yet today, she still seemed very aware of the cyclone in her head. It had been fun in NYC. he'd had the chance to hang out with Rico, do some sightseeing with Isa, and to visit her niece and spend some time with Amanda and Niels, but reality still remained... What purpose did HER life serve? She admired Amanda and Niels, the two love birds, were such a great team, especially when it came to dealing with baby Emi. Bella even admired Rico and Ceci. She idly wondered if she'd ever look at a guy the way Ceci looked at Rico or the way Amanda looked at Niels. She bit her lip as she finally caught her breath, removing her hands from her knees. The punching bag dangled motionless from the ceiling now. Time to hit the showers... As the cool water beat down onto Bella's head, she closed her eyes and tried to focus on what was at hand. Fighting. She had to focus. She had to train. She couldn't keep letting every bothersome thought distract her. Yet here they were again. Thank Kobe for Isa, otherwise she didn't have any other friends who seemed to care about her. Everyone had their own lives and were simply too busy to remember her. Well screw them, she thought as she left the shower and quickly got dressed. Before long, she found herself outside, leaning up against the building, a lit cigarette in hand. She had yet to smoke the whole thing. But today? Why the hell not? She closed her eyes and took a long drag, feeling a warmth spread through her body. Whether it was the smoke or the pure psychology of it, she felt at peace. At last, she turned her mind off, indulging herself in this vice. "Those are bad for you, you know?" she heard the voice of a memory echo in her mind. Ah well... Comments #1. You don't let that grow into a habit, do you? *he smirks, resting beside her with his own smoke between his lips*
Adam Jakeman #2. *frowns* Mister Jakeman, you are learning my BFF bad habits! Bella, out that thing out *pouts* Isabella van Loon-Jones #3. *grins at him* Nope, just every now and then. It seems to work well for today.. Isabella Dwyer #4. *looks at Isa* Hey, it's not his fault. I picked it up before I even met him. *pokes her* Isabella Dwyer #5. *Frowns* You promised. Isabella van Loon-Jones #6. *sighs* Did you read my text? Isabella Dwyer #7. Yes, we'll talk there Isabella van Loon-Jones #8. *rolls his eyes mumbling something about 'girls'* Gotta told her it's no good for her *takes a deep drag* Adam Jakeman #9. Yes you did. *shrugs playfully* Isabella Dwyer #10. Does she know about ya plans for the tournament? *nods to the other girl* THAT'S definitely no good for you. *smirks* so when we gonna start training? Adam Jakeman #11. Kinda-sorta. I haven't exactly given anyone the details about it. They'd just worry and try to talk me out of it. *sighs and drops the cig, putting it out beneath her boot* I've learned some street survival stuff so I'm ready to start... whenever Isabella Dwyer |
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