a doves flight: ( Log on )
CynasterLucifer: Moving right along with him, he moved to the bar to get
himself a drink as well. Gave a big grin toward him and a nudge of his
shoulder before whispering something to Quin. -d-
a doves flight: brb kid soda
Sweet Repression: Shifting a little bit in her spot on the bleachers as the
woman lightly tapped the phone against the top of her thigh. Alec was being
mean, looking over to Gabriella with a distracted smile. "Feeling pretty
good, Dove has been a *
Sweet Repression: lot of help, actually. How have you been doing? Its been a
little while since I've seen you last." (d)
a doves flight: (( RIGHT ON MY CLEAN FLOOR. ))
xNoxious Lustx: He looked to where some of the Dove was and gave the others
a slight wave in greeting before he stopped walking. [d]
a ravens eye: [ eep. ]
a wolfs tail: Keir motioned to the bar but would follow his mate out.
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CynasterLucifer: Taking a seat down at the bar he watched Keir head out,
shaking his head with a chuckle. Icy blue hues then rested on some of the
other people he hadn't noticed while brawling it out. Orbs came to rest upon
Ravenseye, dark brows
AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled, "I am glad you have someone to help you along
your journey." Nodding she thought a moment, looking about hearing something
strange. Hmm, then a look back to Cel. "I have been better." She admitted
with a smile.
CynasterLucifer: raising a bit when he took her in. Giving a nod of his
head, hand lifted to brush dark locks out of his face before he moved to
order a glass of whiskey. -d-
a doves flight: She looked between the people left there with a shake of her
head. Fingers pointed between Raven and Risk. ""Raven meet risk, risk meet
raven." She then stood up and took a few steps away from them. "Tell 'er
AIongWithMe: "I was living in a different realm. But, that has ended. I am
back." She smiled.:::
a doves flight: aboyt yisser 'ot springs!" (D)
a ravens eye: Unshouldering her bag, Raven went rummaging through it for no
apparent reason, but likely searching for something. A huff was given when
she could not find it. Looking up when Dove mentioned her, she quirked a brow
and glanced
Nahala Valezquez: -She was still laughing hysterically even as she'd decided
to just leave the ring area. She had things to do at home and thus she went
to go do them. Giving a wave toward her godfather after seeing the nod of his
head, she watched
a ravens eye: towards this Risk person. "Hi," she said, moving to stand and
reshouldering her bag. -d
Nahala Valezquez: him then brood over the bar. Man liked his whiskey. And
she liked to go clean her condo back up.-d-
a doves flight: Dove was behaving herself. See her going to pick up the
candle that was used in the match? She was looking over the markings and
taking up the holder to salvage the wax for the next candle. (D)
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xNoxious Lustx: " Hi, and I will have to find a new one. " He shrugged once
before looking behind him to sit safely. " I take it by the way she said
that, that you like springs Raven? " [d]
Sweet Repression: Grinning some. "Not sure what I would do without him, its
sad that he's stuck at home right now. Bad timing." Poor Alec, but he was
doing a good job of being evil from there. "What were you doing over in the
other realm?" (d)
AIongWithMe: Gabriella rubbed the pendant on the back of her neck, "Uh,
well." She gave an awkward look. "I was actually...dating someone." She
raised a brow, "Suppose a big mistake on my part." She frowned a bit. Still
rubbing the back of her
AIongWithMe: neck.:::
a ravens eye: "A new what?" She asked, tilting her head. Perhaps she had
missed what he was talking about. "Hot springs? Yeah. .I mean, who doesn't?"
Shrug of her shoulders as she moved towards the bar. A rbief glance was given
to the man who'd
a ravens eye: just faced off with her brother before her attention turned
back to Risk. -d
a ravens eye: [ And her accent totally got forgotten. oops. ]
a doves flight: ( xD It's just super light today! )
CynasterLucifer: Icy orbs caught sight of Ravenseye once again as she moved
toward the bar where he hunched over. Pulling the whiskey glass to his lips,
he waggled his brows at the lass before putting the glass down and giving a
wolfish highland
CynasterLucifer: grin. "Ey Lass, Name's Alastair. ye one o' dis clan?"-d-
a ravens eye: [ It must be. lmao ]
AIongWithMe: Gabriella was going to have one hell of a time understanding
any of them. :::
Sweet Repression: Wry grin would cross her lips while Gabriella rubbed the
pendant. "Don't think of it as a big mistake, think of it as more of a
learning experience. You did learn something from the experience, right?"
The accents of these people*
a doves flight: With the candles being tucked away into one of her pockets
she'd go to see how Cel and Gabriella were doing? She'd look over to Risk
and wave him over. "Aye. 'oy yer two doin'?" Come on and meet people! (D)
WaIIfIower girI: Dove was just the person Cori was looking for. After the
fight had cleared out and she'd gotten her bearings about her, the small
girl, accompanied by the giant dog, found their way over to Dove. She
wouldn't impose, though, just
WaIIfIower girI: sort of stand there and look awkward like.
Sweet Repression: were fun, not that the feline really had problems
understanding most of them. Giving a grin to Dove as she joined them. "Good,
talking with an Alec probably listening in. So, say hi to your hubby, Dove."
Teasing tone added to the*
Sweet Repression: words. (d)
a ravens eye: A grin turned the corners of her mouth as her blue-green eyes
shifted back to the man and his whiskey. "Yer wan' my birth name or my
nickname?" She asked, a single brow lifting as her grin turned to a smirk.
"Aye, Oi am." -d
xNoxious Lustx: " I know them. " He snickered moving over toward the group
and smiled. " Any more incidents with the pool? " His gaze looked back toward
Gabriella with a smile. " Did you break in your shoes yet? " [d]
CynasterLucifer: He gave a chuckle to that before giving a shrug. "WHiche'er
one ye're willin teh gimmie lass. whom' I gonna 'ave teh figh' teh prove meh
worth?" Icy blue orbs peered toward the other men in the room, taking note
that Quin and Keir
a doves flight: Cori would be noticed and for some reason reminded her of an
awkward penguin. She might look a little crazy with that smile as the idea
hit her. However the mention of pool turned attention and she laughed.
"'owaya
AIongWithMe: Gabriella sighed and looked to the ground, "Yeah, I learned to
never let anyone close enough to do that to me again." She clenched her jaw
as her eyes flashed red a few times before staying her bright green. Changing
subject, good,
AIongWithMe: good. She looked to Risk and smirked, "No, not yet. How's your
eye?" Smirking brightly.:::
CynasterLucifer: were both gone, and so was his god daughter apparently.
Wasn't sure when the hell she'd left. Bringing the glass of whiskey to his
lips, his body was already healing almost completely while he waited for an
answer. And he got his
CynasterLucifer: tooth back too!-d-
a doves flight: 'ubby. 'oy yer doin'?" Got to love the idea but she
wouldn't mention the pool and all. She'd however wave Cori over to meet
people, maybe she didn't know risk? "Ye loike our match?" Hot men fighting
was an awersome attraction. (
a doves flight: (D)
a doves flight: ( It didn't make it )
xNoxious Lustx: He would! He was helping interrupting them. " Heya Cori!
Been a few days since I've seen you last, you going to the Carnival tonight?
" He looked over toward Gabriella again and lifted his fingers to his eye. "
No more shiner. " [d]
a ravens eye: A good thing! Missing teeth is just .. awkward. "Airyn, but
most call me Raven," she answered and moved to take a seat at the bar, though
she would not actually drink when others could tell she was underage. "Yer
na' a new member
a ravens eye: o' the pack, are yer?" She asked, folding her arms on the edge
of the bar and leaning against them. -d
Sweet Repression: "How are you doing this evening, Risk?" Grin got bigger
when Dove called Alec her hubby, always did love that girl. Looking back over
to Gabriella. "You just have to be careful about who you let that close,
that's the important *
CynasterLucifer: Taking a drink of his whiskey, he chuckled at her question
before giving a shake of his head. "Definitely nay lass. Ye kin a Gracelynn
St. Pierre or Nahala Valezquez? Gracie, she beh meh niece an Nahal beh meh
god daugh'er. 'Er
Sweet Repression: thing. If you block everyone, you miss out on some
things." Waving over to Cori. "Evening, Cori, that was a good fight,
right?" Attractive men fighting was always good, especially in kilts. (d)
An Eve Slayer: A small fit of coughing answered Dove at first. Then,
finally, "Blimey. Don't ever get sick, yeah? That's my," *cough*
"professional advice, too."
CynasterLucifer: dah's a good frien' o' meh family. " He watched they way
she leaned against the bar, a pretty sight in his eyes. -d-
CynasterLucifer: the*
WaIIfIower girI: "Risk, hi there!" She did indeed know the man; she'd helped
recruit him! "Yeah. I am actually entering the talent show." Hooray! Alec's
voice was heard, and she waved at Celesse's device even if he couldn't see.
"Hey bud, hope
WaIIfIower girI: you feel better!" And then at the mention of the fight the
girl laughed. "That's definitely not like UFC back home, that's for sure."
AIongWithMe: Gabriella crossed her legs over the other, switching them.
Looking to Celesse she just shrugged. "Blocking everyone did me fine when I
first arrived. It should do me fine again." She admited. Oh there is alcohol
somewhere? "Excuse
Sweet Repression: Oh, Alec could see everything Cori, and he was watching.
Fun, right?
AIongWithMe: me. Alcohol is calling my name." She smirked and moved to the
shop bar.:::
xNoxious Lustx: " I am quite well, thank you Cel. " Gaze shifted to Cori. "
I'd like to go tonight, if only to watch the show, since I have no particular
talents. " He chuckled and looked toward Gabs then back again since she
walked off. [d]
a doves flight: "Waaat ales yer? oi cud make yer up sum 'erbs dat cud 'elp
yer nu. don't forget yer guys pen either bud." Said to phone Alec. Come on
she had to poke fun at him for doing something he didn't like. At least he
didn't sound like
a ravens eye: "s'far as Oi know, they are jus' friends o' my future sister
in law .. " Who was much older, and it was weird the age difference between
Raven and Keir. Ha! "Sa' 'ow d'yer le' a naked woman ruin a match fer yer?"
She giggled. -d
CynasterLucifer: He gave a nod of his head to that before chuckling at the
question. Those icy blue orbs connecting with her own on that, his face
growing very serious as he spoke low. "I'm a mon. But I'm a gentlemon. Ye
jus' dun go figh'en a naked
a doves flight: he was dead yet. With everyone gathering and knowing each
other she couldn't help but to snicker to herself rolling that cadle around
in her pocket. It was at least fun for everyone. Now with the age diffrence
- RAVEN - it was
of avian magic: Fighting is fighting, no matter whos the opponent.
CynasterLucifer: woman in tha' ring." He waited for her reaction to that
one, a clear joke for the moment before grinning again. "Tha mon was jus'
figh'in meh teh' pro'e 'is worth fer Nahal. Cannae 'ave 'er withou' provin
'imself. Jus' ain' done."
a doves flight: common in a pack mostly with breeders. Cori and risk might
notice the diffrent in her apprence than normal mostly the blue streaks of
claw like markings on her face and down her chest. (D)
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CynasterLucifer: Upon hearing Sachin, she spun on his stool before those icy
orbs grew harsh and menacing. "Only an oaf woul' thin' tha' way mouse. Dun go
thin'in ye're safe o'er there. I still owe ye an arsewhoopin."-d-
An Eve Slayer: Alec actually got a little serious. "Nothing any herbs will
help, I'm afraid, and I haven't forgotten. I'm not dead, yet."
AIongWithMe: Gabriella sat down at the bar. Ordering a strong brandy with a
nod, paying for the drink. As she waited she looked down the bar to
[Cynaster]. "You lost me money." She smirked, only joking with the man.:::
Sweet Repression: "Alright, Gabriella, just don't block yourself off for too
long." Sighing softly before she would return attention over to te group
once more. Couldn't really do much for the woman right now. "I might stop by
the talent show to *
WaIIfIower girI: "I .. I needed to ask you for something that you might have
in the shop. I'm not sure what i'm looking for, or if it even exists, but I
figure if it's super out of the ordinary you would know what I need and you
would know where to
WaIIfIower girI: find it, if you didn't have it already." Nervous glance
over at that device. This was probs something Alec didn't want to hear
about!
Sweet Repression: watch for a little bit, but then again, Alec could use
some fussing over." Grinning a little bit. "Oh, Alec, I'm sure that herbs
could always help the symptoms, even if they can't help the cause of the
problem. Don't need to be a*
of avian magic: Mouse? I'm not that quiet. I assure you. - He glared at
Luc.-
a doves flight: "oy chucker yer nu de 'erbs won't 'elp? chucker oi nade ter
tell yer aboyt natural medicashun an' 'oy it 'as been de original
pharmaceutical company since de start av time?" Dove said it in a tone that
only a woman could give to a
a ravens eye: She laughed softly at the joke. "Oi did na' know 'e was after
Nahal." She persed her lips in thought for a brief moment, then smiled at
him. "S'a good thin' he did, then, aye?" She snickered, then quirked a brow
at his actions
CynasterLucifer: Peering over toward Gabriella, he chuckled before standing
and giving a gentle bow toward her. "Well meh' apologies m'lady fer losin ye
money. " Hearing Sachin running his mouth again he peered toward him looking
stunned."Laddie..
CynasterLucifer: ye are a special kind o' stupid ain' ye?!"-d-
xNoxious Lustx: " Excuse me. " He spoke to the ladies around him and moved
over toward where Gab was sitting at the bar, he ordered a whiskey straight
up and sighed looking at it. " Hi again. " He smiled lightly and sipped the
drink that had no
xNoxious Lustx: effect. [d]
Sweet Repression: stubborn male about it. Might as well tell her about some
of the things wrong." Couldn't help teasing the man some, and Cori could
continue, Alec would love to hear about everything. (d)
a ravens eye: towards Sachin. And then the back and forth had her rubbing
her forehead. What, was there going to be another fight? -d
CynasterLucifer: Shook his head looking back toward Raven before just
chuckling. "Tha' boy's lettin 'is big alligator mout' o'erload 'is tadpole
arse."-d-
a doves flight: man. She bite into her lip some but said nothing on it.
PFt! She had noticed Risk leave and shook her head looking back to the
group. "Anyways cori. yer came 'ere! failte ter de wolf moon." (D)
AIongWithMe: She nodded to the man and held her drink up before drinking it.
"It is common for men to fall to their knees for the naked form of a woman. I
cannot blame you." Smirking she turned to see Risk at the bar. "Hi again."
Raising a brow
AIongWithMe: and sipping her brandy. "You are chasing the wrong tail, I
assure you." She informed him.:::
a ravens eye: She could not help laughing! A hand moved to cover her mouth,
but it was no use. -d
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of avian magic: And you need to face reality.
a doves flight: ... was there another fight being issued?
CynasterLucifer: He sighed then, moving to slide the stool out and stood.
Turning his attention toward Sachin, he stalked over toward the man before
literally grabbing him by the back of the neck. It was now, Sachin would see
the real powerful
xNoxious Lustx: " Not chasing a tail, just offering company. " He smiled
lightly and swirled his drink lightly. " Is it bad to want to be friendly?
Without other implications for once? " He just put his glass down and walked
off leaving it full
CynasterLucifer: strength behind that man's hands as fingers dug into the
two pressure points in his shoulders near the neck. He dragged him away from
the group keeping hold of the back of his neck before that voice grew
thunderous, shaking the
WaIIfIower girI: "Why thank you." The giant dog beside her was given an
absent scratch behind his ears. Believe me, Alec wouldn't want to hear Cori
going on about Raven-not-this-raven-here.
xNoxious Lustx: still while he walked back toward Dove and the others, that
did not go as well as he'd liked, and he didn't even try to flirt this
time... [d]
Sweet Repression: But Cel wanted to hear about this, and Alec was just going
to have to get over it.
CynasterLucifer: ground." LADDIE! I AM TRYIN TEH FLIR' WIT' A BEAU'FUL
WOMAN! I Know ye dun know these thing bein such a dumbass ye cannae land a
girl bu' fer tha' love o' tha gods, SHU' THA FACK UP!"-d-
An Eve Slayer: Cel just wanted Alec to push another button and 'stubbornly'
leave the thing on. "Well the short version is, I infected myself. Didn't
mean to, of course, and it's still weak." Then a series of sneezes. "I'm
fighting it off and
An Eve Slayer: winning, but it's no picnic."
a ravens eye: Her hand stayed over her mouth then, but not for laughing this
time as she watched Alastair get up and grab Sachin. The emphasized words
made the girl's face tint bright pink and she turned so nobody (hopefully)
would notice the
a ravens eye: new color on her face. Hands pressed to her cheeks to cool
and/or hide them. -d
AIongWithMe: Well, they hit a nerve in Gabs. So, she wasn't exactly
'friendly' right now. Seeing him say something. She went to speak and off he
went. "...." Shrug. Sipping that brandy. Her eyes watching [Cynaster]
dragging the [avian]. She
AIongWithMe: just laughed a bit to herself and sipped her brandy.:::
of avian magic: Not like you're gonna get lucky. And get your hands off me..
-He growled out, his eyes turning gold.-
a doves flight: Dove had noticed the little outburst form Cynaster there not
that she could blaim the man. However they were on pack grounds and Dove
wouldn't have it in front of guest. It wasn't in a fight, yet. Dove would
step from them and
a doves flight: over to the others giving a snarl. "Stop! challenge issue
or drop 'imself. we 'av guest." She didn't want to need to pull rank or call
one of the enforcers but if she needed she would do such that. Could be fun
to see another
a doves flight: fight once the mun ate. (D)
Sweet Repression: Seriously. this place was so much more entertaining than
being stuck over at the gazebo. Quirking a dark brow over in the direction of
the commotion as gaze flickered over to Luc and Sachin. If Alec did that, so
many things would *
CynasterLucifer: He pressed harder into the man's shoulders refusing to let
him go. "Are ye some punk teenager? Show some bloody respect!" He looked
toward Dove then, showing he wasn't gonna actually fight the mon. "Dis one
need's a muzzle." Hearing
CynasterLucifer: her say to drop him, he lifted him off his feet then
dropped him on his arse. "E says ano'er word an I'm shovin a boot in 'is
mouth."-d-
CynasterLucifer: hallenge meh ye cod."-d-
Sweet Repression: happen when she got back to the Manor. But for now, simply
gave a smile of greeting to Risk as the man returned to the group. "Watching
the talent show could always give you ideas for the next one." But speaking
to Alec now. *
a doves flight: "'e's a bitten pup. waaat chucker yer expect. git de bars
paper on 'imself." She told the man who she had not yet been introduced to
oddly enough. Still since it was her pack grounds her and Raven had more say
than anyone else
Sweet Repression: "You just wanted to give yourself a challenge, pillow,
just admit it." (d)
CynasterLucifer: The mon was already gonna beh fightin again with Quin
la'er. Why no' fight him too. Until he heard Dove. "Well tha' explains 'is
big mou'h. Pup needs trainin. An lay some newspaper down." He chuckled then,
showing he was joking
a doves flight: here. Standing now she kept her placement looking up to the
man. Even if Cynaster had a foot over her and a few hundred pounds. She
wasn't going to stand down on her own land. Game was in check! (D
CynasterLucifer: before taking a closer looka t Dove. "Ye look alo' be'er
lass when ye're nay sittin on tower's pretendin teh be a pigeon. "-d-
of avian magic: - He then dropped to the ground, coughing. He looked to Dove
then walking away. It wasn't worth it right now.-
a ravens eye: Raven snorted at the comment he gave Dove, but she agreed with
her niece about cooling on the fighting. "Jus' calm down .. " she said,
finally, after her face had unreddened somewhat. -d
AIongWithMe: Gabriella just set her phone on the counter and kept
drinking.:::
xNoxious Lustx: He looked toward her and frowned lightly but there was
nothing that could be done, he was bad with talking to people. " Hmm, Cori
when does the show start? " [d]
a doves flight: "Ye'd luk better if yer stopped blatherin' oyt yisser arse."
She told him a brow lifting. She would let it go now but the point was
issued for them. She'd give a nod to Raven but step back letting them go
back to their
a doves flight: flirting. Really the bird man was giving Dove a look? She
took a standing for him and he gave her a look? Maybe next time she wouldn't
stand. Shake of the head going on to watch the group some as she muttered
something under her
a doves flight: breath about needing to check candles. (( BRB myself, feel
free to keep playing. Dinner for me so back in 20. ))
CynasterLucifer: Those icy blue orbs rested on Raven as Sachin walked away
coughing. "My apologie's miss." His gaze briefly drifted back toward Dove,
waiting to get smacked in the chest or thwapped for that comment but he gave
another wolfish grin
WaIIfIower girI: "It starts at 9 pm. (( Eastern time.)) I'm still not sure
what song I'm gonna do. Gotta figure out what to wear." This was important
to her!
CynasterLucifer: when she'd said he was blatherin. "Blatherin is it...ou'
meh arse eh. " But her words hadn't had its impact as much as she thought. He
gave a chuckle, shaking his head before looking toward Raven when Dove took
off to join her
CynasterLucifer: group. "Thin' she's ma' a' meh still fer jumpin wi'er ou'
tha tower window."-d-
xNoxious Lustx: He looked over his slightly torn jeans and his sleeveless
tee then tilted his head. " I guess it is normal that women care about their
appearance more than a man does. " He chuckled and tilted his head. " Can we
get a taste of your
xNoxious Lustx: singing voice? " [d]
a ravens eye: Raven tilted her head once the commotion had settled and
Alastair mentioned jumping out of a tower window. "Say tha' 'gain? Yer jumped
ou' a window wi'er?" Something about that just didn't seem right. -d
CynasterLucifer: "Aye...she was up on da' roof o' tha tower like a pigion so
I scaled da roof ta' ge' 'er down. Than she locked meh in a room so I grabbed
'er an threw 'er ow'er meh shoulder an jumped. Levitated, wasn' gonna si' an
go spla' bu'
CynasterLucifer: still."-d-
Sweet Repression: Eyes widened a little bit at the mention of clothing,
completely had forgotten about that. Not that it was surprising with what had
been going on the past few days. "I have some packages for you Risk,
clothing and all. I've*
of avian magic: - It wasn't an angry look. It was guilty more than anything.
He needed somewhere to breathe and to be honest that it was a bit crowded for
his taste. He headed over to where Celesse was at. -
a ravens eye: "Was she askin' fer 'elp?" She peered at him, curiously. "Oi'm
guessin' na', and so why would yer go an' try ta ge' 'er down?" -d
Sweet Repression: been carrying some of it around, though, we never did go
to the mall." Muttering under breath as she shifted duffle bag onto hip some
to allow her to unzip the thing and rummage around inside it. Pulling out a
package to thrust at*
Sweet Repression: Risk. (d)
WaIIfIower girI: "Tell you what. Show up tonight and you will! She smiled
and patted Celesse's shoulder as she signaled for the giant dog to follow.
"I'll see you all there. Going to go grab a bite and get ready for tonight.
Maybe head out to the
AIongWithMe: Gabriella looked to her phone, then stood. Finishing her brandy
and heading out.:::
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CynasterLucifer: "Though' if nay she migh' fall. " Why else would he scale
an entire tower to get a girl off the roof.-d-
WaIIfIower girI: carnival early for some games!" Fingers waggled into a
wave and she headed out.
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xNoxious Lustx: " Oh? I had forgotten about them just picking random things
up along the way. " He chuckled and looked toward her and made a noise not
ready for package there it caught him in the chest. " Thank you. " [d]
a ravens eye: "Bu' she locked yer ina room." She snickered under her breath
and shook her head somewhat. "Oi'm surprised yer both did na' fall." -d
CynasterLucifer: Thinking about it, he began to chuckle as well before
giving a nod. "Aye, she did. An I dun fall. I float." He winked toward her
before moving back toward the bar for his drink. He'd calmed down at this
point and was ready to relax
CynasterLucifer: with a good crowd.-d-
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a ravens eye: Raven felt like she needed a drink at this point, but she was
in public eye and still only sixteen. She did not need that kind of
information getting back to the Citadel. "Floa', eh? Yer shoul' show me
sometime .. if yer feel like
a ravens eye: i'." -d
CynasterLucifer: Those orbs rested upon her once again, looking down to his
glass of whiskey he finished the glass off before gazing back at her. "Can
show ye whene'er ye wish Lass. Ye wanna tell meh who I go'a prove meh worth
teh, teh ge' close
CynasterLucifer: teh ye?" -d-
Sweet Repression: "You're welcome, I get distracted at times, so my fault
for taking so long." Hand absently motioned to the package. "So, now you
have things to wear, you'll need something for the ball, but that works for
everyday things." Would*
Sweet Repression: have waved farewell to Cori, but the girl was gone before
she could. Dammit, the feline had wanted to know about that Raven of her's,
even if Alec might not have wanted to hear information about him. No fun, all
of them. (d)
xNoxious Lustx: " Wait, there's a ball? " He blinked lightly and looked in
the package looking at the pants, not bad, the shirts.. The first one was so
true and he chuckled seeing the second shirt. He moved over and petted the
top of Cel's head
xNoxious Lustx: with a fair bit of laughter. " Oh I so had to. " [d]
a ravens eye: "Oi woul' suspec' my oldes' bro'her woul' be ," she said with
a grin. "'e's na' a pushover .. an' 'e angers easy." She warned with a
slight shrug of shoulders. "Na' sure when 'e'll be back. Val tends ta' keep
'im busy." She
a ravens eye: chuckled. -d
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of avian magic: Formal events. - He snorted.- Just another way to look like
a total fool.
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CynasterLucifer: He raised a brow at that, thinking on who he'd met before
suddenly grinnin. "Keir by chan' ye're older bro'er? Or is Quin?" Hell, if it
were Keir, it'd give him an excuse to swap punches with the mon. Loved a good
brawl but for a
CynasterLucifer: pretty woman, it'd be worth it even more so!-d-
Sweet Repression: "A masquerade ball to be exact, Risk, tomorrow night. I
still need to decide on an outfit, but I doubt that I will be staying long if
I go. Between it being a full moon, and Alec being sick." A slow blink of
those mostly golden*
Sweet Repression: hues when the man reached over to pet the top of her head,
distractedly purr before fingertips moved to nudge his shoulder. "Its also
the celebration of the re-opening of the Order. Formal events can be fun,
Sachin. Food, drinks *
Sweet Repression: and plenty of people." (d)
a ravens eye: "Aye, Keir. Quin is older, too, but Keir is like the
Pa'riarch. Like a fa'her almos'." She grinned. "Quin is easily my favori'e
siblin'."
xNoxious Lustx: He chuckled. " You're the one who got the shirt! But yeah,
about this dance... " He looked around. " Who wants to teach me how to dance?
" [d]
a doves flight: Keir would prob love that! Mun wasn't back yet food was
setteling and mun needed to get unlazy and finish the site.
Sweet Repression: "Slow dancing isn't really all that hard to do, Risk. Its
the other dances, but its all about moving to the beat." A sudden smirk
would start to curl lips to show a hint of a canine. Mischief sparkling in
eyes. "Well, there is *
CynasterLucifer: "Bot' beh good mons. Enjoyed da bou' wit Quin today." Those
orbs rested upon hers once again before speaking low. "Bu' challengin ye're
bro'er teh ge' close teh ye will beh well worth ano'er broken nose." He
ordered another glass
Sweet Repression: one dance popular in the area right now. Caleb is good at
that." (d)
CynasterLucifer: of whiskey at the bar before gazing upon her once again.-d-
An Eve Slayer: Alec pushed a button. "I picked one out for you, love."
xNoxious Lustx: " If this is that twerking thing I've seen on twitter, I am
so not going to look. " He shook his head and thought on it. " I don't even
know common musics. " [d]
a ravens eye: "Oi thin' yer jus' fancy makin' me turn all sor's a red
shades." She giggled out, but kept her gaze on him. "Yer enjoy 'avin yer face
broken?"
of avian magic: Don't forget the pairing up to dance. I'm not well liked to
be considered date worthy.
CynasterLucifer: "I dun mean teh turn ye read lass, jus' speakin meh truth."
He burst into laughter then as he heard her before shaking his head."Nay a
bi'...bu' a mon 'as teh do wha' 'e mus' teh show 'is worth for a woman 'e
wishes teh claim. I's
CynasterLucifer: abou' provin I'll pro'ec' ye an figh' by ye."-d-
a doves flight: Dove was going to do a happy spell on Sac. Or hook him up
with Nana to let the old woman rock his world.
xNoxious Lustx: That old lady.... She wears no panties... and likes to
spread her legs when kneeling down... Would so die if she actually mentioned
it!
a doves flight: Nana would agree to rocking the little man's world if she
could get a new golf cart in return.
CynasterLucifer: (-and this mun does a facepalm-)
Sweet Repression: Cel was distracted there for a moment as she just stared
at the phone in her hands for a moment. Clearing her throat before replying.
Seems that Alec was being productive at home. "Mmm, you'll have to show me
what you picked out, *
a ravens eye: Nana was demented. Sooo demented.
xNoxious Lustx: [ you are not the only one, by far ]
of avian magic: ( ..... )
a doves flight: NANA WOULD ROCK IS SO HARD. Ask Risk about it! He got a
view!
CynasterLucifer: (Amazing how quickly IC conversations can turn so far outta
left field!)
a doves flight: ( BRB real quick need to take trash to curve. )
of avian magic: ( Welcome to rp.
)
Sweet Repression: pillow." But looking back up to Risk. "Didn't you see
the article in the Courier? Twerking is good everywhere, Caleb taught be how
to do it a little while back. " (d)
a ravens eye: "Truth can still do i'," she grinned and swept her fingers
through her long blond hair, tucking some behind her ears. "Aye, so 'e does.
Don't le' yerself ge' too 'urt. A gravely injured man canno' protec' an'
figh'." A smirk curved
a ravens eye: her lips. -d
xNoxious Lustx: " Oh so you know how to twerk? Why don't you show everyone
here? " He laughed lightly and found a place to plop down. " Hmm, I should
change if I am going to the fair tonight at some point. " [d]
CynasterLucifer: He gave a light chuckle before those orbs caught sight of
her tucking her hair behind her ear. Reaching out, a large hand moved to
brush some stray hairs behind her ears in a gentle motion before he grinned.
"I 'eal really fas' lass
CynasterLucifer: I willnae beh teh injured tha' I'd le' anythin' 'appen teh
ye."-d-
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of avian magic: I better go change if I'm going to the carnival tonight.
Sweet Repression: "There isn't any music playing right now, and its hard to
get the rhythm at the moment. You know, there is a method to it. " Innocent
widening of her eyes would be given, now Risk was being mean. Hand absently
lifted a little bit *
a ravens eye: When he reached over to help her with her hair, she smiled and
blushed a little bit. "Tha's a good thin'. Can' 'ave yer laid up an' all."
She teased, biting her bottom lip as she looked down at the counter and back
up at him. -d
CynasterLucifer: "Tha redness in ye're cheeks is becomin o' ye lass. I'
mel's a mon teh 'is soul." he kept his gaze upon her, though that whole
twerking nonsense he was hearing in other's conversations had him quirking a
brow and catching sight of
CynasterLucifer: the group in his perhiphial vision. He turned his gaze off
of her then only for a moment, looking toward the others.-"Twerkin.In' tha'
tha' arse shakin nonsense I seen on tv?"-d-
Sweet Repression: to motion around them. "Hard to keep concentrating...."
Glancing over to Luc to send the man a wink as mischief entered eyes again.
"Its really popular, not nonsense at all. The ladies love it when men do it."
(d)
xNoxious Lustx: " Yup, that's what twerking is. " He laughed lightly and
looked back to Cel. " So yeah, what's a carnival? I'm sure it's nothing like
what they were in my time. " [d]
of avian magic: - He then headed over to his temporary room and got himself
ready. -
a doves flight: Dove would wave to him if he passed by but the mun was
working on the site!
a ravens eye: "Yer jus' sayin' so ta' make me do i' more," she giggled and
glanced over when he did, though she had not been paying much attention to
their conversation. "Dove, wha'yer say. Yer, me, Bre, we do a' twerkin' dance
a' the nex'
a ravens eye: karaoke?" They'd been supposed to do a song at the last one,
anyway, so they owed each other the laughs! -d
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CynasterLucifer: "Well ye won' beh catchin dis scotsman shakin 'is arse in
public!"He peered toward Raven with a sly gaze before waggling his brows at
her and speaking in an undertone. "In Private maybe...bu' nay ou' infron' o'
da world." He
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xNoxious Lustx: [ it is amusing these bots lol ]
Sweet Repression: If Caleb was around, the pup would help her out, but none
of these people were helping her out. Nose wrinkled a little bit before the
text from Alec got a chuckle to pass lips. Quirking a dark brow to Luc as a
soft huff passed *
CynasterLucifer: burst into laughter as he heard Raven beside him speak of
doing that at a karaoke place. Turning those icy blue orbs upon her, he
waggled his brow. "Now seein ye do tha'...woul' make meh die a 'appy man
indeed!"-d-
a doves flight: Dove woudl give a thmbs up to the agreement. Only paying
half attention sorry!
a doves flight: ( brb dogs out too )
Sweet Repression: lips. "Then you're not very fun...." Switching back to
Risk as fingertips toyed with the phone. "Mmm, the carnival has games, a
ferris wheel, and things like that. Food, usual things that a carnival has, I
suppose, Never been to*
Sweet Repression: many things like that myself." (d)
a ravens eye: She laughed when he claimed he wouldn't do the dance, but
quirked a brow at his suggestion that he might do it in private. "Oi thin'
the three o' us bailed the las' time we made a plan fer the even'." She
snickered. "I' woul' be
a ravens eye: funny." She grinned at him when he said he would die a happy
man, "Is tha' so?" -d
CynasterLucifer: "Aye, tha' so, heatha." he grinned that wolfish grin toward
her, pressing a hand to her back before offering to lead her closer to the
group. Was willing to mingle with tha rest of the lot if she was.-d-
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a ravens eye: She slid from her chair and moved with him towards the rest of
the crowd, of course. "Tha' grin o' yers gon' ge' me in some trouble." She
admitted with a grin of her own before she looked out at the other people
gathered. -d
CynasterLucifer: Hand on the small of her back, he chuckled as he heard her.
"A lil trouble ne'er 'urts e'ery now an den heatha'" He looked toward Cel
then grinning toward her before looking toward the man known as Risk as well.
"So wha's dis abou'
xNoxious Lustx: He turned his phone outward and hit the button playing a
song that caught him offguard in his headset but when he took it off. "
Interesting. " [d]
CynasterLucifer: a carnival?"-d-
xNoxious Lustx: [sorry forgot to hit enter earlier ]
CynasterLucifer: (HA! Been there done that man.)
Sweet Repression: "Alright, Alec has a request, so he'll provide the music.
Anyone else want to join in the twerking?" What was Dove doing? Quirking a
dark brow in the direction of the girl, an amused smile crossing lips.
Looking back to Luc. "The*
Sweet Repression: Order is hosting a carnival right now, with a bunch of
games and all of that fun stuff. Its horror-themed, the Carnival of
Misfortunes. Tomorrow night is the ball, and tonight is a talent show. Oh,
and I'm Celesse, don't think *
xNoxious Lustx: He looked up toward the man and tilted his head slightly. "
I don't know, just that the order has a carnival. " He shrugged and looked
between them all and paused his phone if Alec had the music. [d]
Sweet Repression: we've met before." (d)
a doves flight: Dove was doing candles but fine fine, she was coming back.
See? There she was, giving a yawn as she did. The past few days had been
draining her. Wave to the others. "Did oi miss much?" (D)
CynasterLucifer: "Nay lass we 'aven'." He removed his hand from the small of
Raven's back long enough to hold it out to Celesse in greeting. "Alastair
Cynaster bu' meh family calls meh Lucifer or Luc. I'm Gracelynn's Uncle." He
couldn't shake her
CynasterLucifer: hand with his left hand since he had his drink in it. -d-
Sweet Repression: "Dove, Alec said he'll provide the rhythm for us to twerk
to show Risk, you going to help demonstrate?"
a ravens eye: Candles, shmandles. They could wait! "Only ever'hin'." She
chuckled and looked to the others who had been discussing the carnival. She
remembered seeing something about it in the legion letter. "Lucifer? Shoul'
Oi be figh'ened?" She
Sweet Repression: * (Stupid enter)
a ravens eye: asked, peering up at Alastair. -d
Sweet Repression: Accepting Luc's hand as the feline also moved in close
enough to take a slow inhale of the man's scent for memorization, it was an
automatic thing for the woman before stepping back. "Nice to meet you, I
know Grace." (d)
CynasterLucifer: He burst into laughter when he heard Raven before shaking
his head. "Nah Heatha, go' tha name as a laddie alon' wit meh' bro'ers. We
were 'ellians back den. Unless o' course i's meh bro'er Scandal.'es still
livin up teh 'is name."
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CynasterLucifer: Being sniffed by Cel had him gazing down at the woman for a
moment before chuckling. Should be used to that by now. "Ye know peanut eh?
She's a goo' lass."-d-
a doves flight: "Sure why not? nana taught me years ago.." If they were
going to twerk they needed some good music and she needed to prep her but.
Cue her turning but first to them and wiggeling it dropping low some hands on
thighs to keep her
a doves flight: dress down. (D)
a ravens eye: "S'long as yer no' burnin' the place down," she grinned and
looked over at Dove, shaking her head. "Guess someone needs ta' practice,
eh?" -d
xNoxious Lustx: He let out a whistle watching her with a lough hoot
afterward. Why wouldn't he? She was shaking her ass infront of him! [d]
An Eve Slayer: Once Cel and Dove were set, then her phone would shift to
full volume to start the song Alec had picked for them: [
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0N94NYq_1_w (Keyword to:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0N94NYq_1_w) ].
xNoxious Lustx: [ just sayin I might die tonight ]
xNoxious Lustx: [ lol it's hailing ]
a doves flight: ( xD )
xNoxious Lustx: [ tornadoe watches ]
of avian magic: - He made his way back. Dressed in a nice red shirt, dress
pants and dress shoes. He looked to see Celesse and Dove still there and
headed over to them.-
CynasterLucifer: He chuckled at that, giving a shake of his head before
quirking a brow when Dove started wiggling her butt and dropping down. He
tried so hard not to laugh. Placing his hand back ont he small of Raven's
back he watched both the
CynasterLucifer: women now with interest.-d-
Sweet Repression: "Mmhmm, I've known her for a little bit now. She's a good
one." Considering who Luc was hanging out around at the moment, he really
should be used to be sniffed by now. Dove was in a dress, but Cel wasn't
really dressed for this. *
xNoxious Lustx: [Faster song Alec mun ]
a doves flight: Well that was the song chosen she could only shake her head
then started to laugh at that one. Well she'd move over to Cel at that point
and rub her shoulder onto Cel's own fingers keeping near thighs incase she
needed to controll
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xNoxious Lustx: [
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YIlf3u2Itqw]a doves flight: the dress length. Don't worry she was a good girl and
wouldn't show the pride of the irish to anyone. One hand came up as she
swayed her hips then leaned a bit forward bringing the hips up and letting
the but quickly move side to
a doves flight: side and letting her feet move in a bit doing the 'scratch'
motion ot help with the butt and body movement. (D)
Sweet Repression: No worries, right? Taking a moment to set the phone down
onto ground in front of her. Brow quirked a little bit before shaking head
some with a laugh. Alec had jokes, fingers got propped onto thighs some with
a lean forward to *
Sweet Repression: start moving hips. Jeans weren't the best thing to do this
in, but she was trying. (d)
a doves flight: Neither was a dress. She didn't want to show Ireland and if
she was a natural blonde thank you.
CynasterLucifer: He chuckled watching the two of them twerking. Pulling his
glass of whiskey up to his lips he took a drink before his gaze drifted
toward Raven and he leaned in to whisper something into her ear.-d-
An Eve Slayer: Celesse was still fairly decently pregnant, so Alec hadn't
planned on Celesse going crazy with it. Part of his reason for the song
choice.
CynasterLucifer: Alec was a good mon!
a ravens eye: Raven was laughing as she watched Cel and Dove go to twerking.
She leaned to hear the whisper from Alastair, however, and whispered back. -d
a doves flight: Don't worry Dove would make sure Cel didn't accidently fall
or something no one wanted a baby accident. Still since she was bent just a
bit she started to move one butt cheek at a time then drop it rather quickly
letting her booty
a doves flight: jiggle. One thing about Irish girls was they all had
descent curves on them. "Aye! dare yer fale better!" That was the most twerk
dancing they were getting out of her she wasn't dressed for dancing an overly
amount but at least
CynasterLucifer: He grinned when he heard that whisper from her, those icy
orbs resting upon her a long moment before leaning to whisper something else
into her ear, followed by a light brushing of his lips to her cheek. -d-
a doves flight: she had some booty movement. (D)
Sweet Repression: A snicker would pass lips as back arched a bit to bounce
hips a little bit more as she leaned into Dove to bump shoulder into the
girl's. The feline could still be graceful, thankyou, even if she was
starting to develop that belly.*
Sweet Repression: Not like she was going to try that advanced Caleb
movement, where you propped yourself up against a wall to to do it upside
down! (d)
a doves flight: Dove would but.. dress.
of avian magic: No girl should be doing that. - He shook his head.-
Sweet Repression: That would make it very interesting to do it right now.
CynasterLucifer: Gaze moved toward Sachin before chuckling and shaking his
head as well. Pulling his drink to his lips once again, he thought that dress
was just an excuse for Dove. Mmmhmmm! She couldn't do it upside down!-d-
a ravens eye: Her gaze dropped away from the antics of the ladies when he
whispered back to her, then they turned up at him as her face reddened again.
She was going to turn into a tomato today, it was final. -d
An Eve Slayer: Pity neither Dove or Celesse could see Alec. Most amused he'd
been all day with this ruddy sickness.
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CynasterLucifer: He grinned toward Raven, those eyes resting on her once
again. Hand remained on the small of her back for a moment longer before he
excused himself to go get another drink. He whispered lightly in her ear.
Tempered Roar: He followed a gathering of scents that were closing in upon
his travels. Hoping he was closer to civilization, the sound of people dulled
the sound of nature as he approached. A red cloak shrouded his rigid form and
the shadow line
Tempered Roar: of his hood shielded his eyes from view. [d]
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a ravens eye: Her hands clasped infront of her, leaving her bouncing lightly
on her heels as Alastair went to get another drink. -d
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CynasterLucifer: He moved back toward the bar. Ordering an entire bottle of
whiskey, he moved back toward the group before leaning in to whisper
something into Raven's ear from behind her.-d-
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a ravens eye: That whisper caught her offguard and sent a shiver through
her. Her head turned to the side as she whispered back to him. -d
Sweet Repression: She was glad to be able to entertain Alec considering the
man wasn't feeling well, would have to do this again. Leaning down enough
when the music did stop to allow fingertips to reclaim the phone from its
placement on the ground. *
a doves flight: Well there song was running out but she had noticed the new
person (tempered roar) enterting their arena. A smirk given but the woman
was coming towards where he was to see about him. "'owaya 'oy can oi 'elp
yer?" They loved new
CynasterLucifer: -Placing his hand upon the small of Raven's back once again
he lead her away from the group, keepign the bottle in his free hand. -d-
a doves flight: people there it meant they had someone else to bring into
their conversations. (D)
Sweet Repression: Chuckling softly as it was toyed with before glancing up
at the new persone, since Dove was going to greet them. (d)
Tempered Roar: He followed each person with his eyes alone, remaining still
for the moment. He was caught off guard when one of the woman had approached.
He didn't quite understand her, but quietly he leaned in curiously smirking
while he took in
Tempered Roar: her scent and maintained a closeness most found
discomforting. "Hello." [d]
a doves flight: She was a wolf and closeness was something often the pack
did. She did however arch a brow when he smirked since that part was a
little offputting. She shook her head as she looked over noticing Raven was
being lead away. "Aye. Oi
a doves flight: don't nu yer. who ye?" Don't worry he wouldn't be the only
person who was around that didn't quite understand them but they were just
fine with that. (D
Sweet Repression: Cel was a little bit distracted with her phone there for a
moment, don't mind her. It was all Alec's fault, but there was a new person
over there to sniff. Glancing only once over towards Luc and Raven before the
feline headed over*
Tempered Roar: His brow and nose twitched when the smell came into clear
focus. From a distance, often time, it was hard to discern each person.
Dipping a step back, he nodded. "Cyron." Briefly, the others were noted, and
because the smell of
Tempered Roar: human was less present, he didn't feel as awkward. His smell
was of old magic.[d]
Sweet Repression: to join Dove and the unfamiliar male. Greenish gold hues
narrowing curiously on Cyron as she slipped into personal space to give a
slow inhale of the man's scent for memorization. Didn't speak much, did he?
(d)
a doves flight: Cyron might just smell the magic and be able to see it there
with them. The shop itself was right off of them not to mention there was
runes carved along the walls and the like. Blood was on the ground from the
scrap before it just
a doves flight: smelled like an arena. "Pleasure ter meet yer cyron. oi'm
dove. yer lookin' for merchandise or jist got attracted ter de smell?" Blood
could be aluring she knew that more so when it wasn't human blood that was
spilt. (D)
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Tempered Roar: A second of the female persuasion joined the strange woman,
and in the same fashion, he neared and took in her smell when she was in
reach. Another twitch of his nose and brow, and finally he swept the hood
away from his brow. His
Tempered Roar: blazed red hair thinly fell down the length of his back, and
his strong featured framed his hard reptilian gaze. "Looking to rest for
now." He answered Dove. [d]
DahliaRycerz: :::He could smell a stinky cat from anywhere so tracking down
a particular one was no problem. He wore a peach colored shirt with a purple
dahlia flower on the left breast and a pair of jeans. Fingers ran through his
jet black hair
DahliaRycerz: those deep blue eyes scanning around for his intended target.
Had been a while since he was seen around these parts. He liked to keep it
that way but one person deserved a visit at least::<d
DahliaRycerz: ((did i kill it?))
Sweet Repression: ((She's going to kill him in a sec!))
DahliaRycerz: ((she can try))
Sweet Repression: Who the hell was he calling a stinky cat?! Slipping back
out of personal space as the feline would absently speak while fingertips
toyed with the phone in her grasp. "I'm Celesse, nice to meet you, I think,
Cyron. Rest is *
Sweet Repression: something that a good many people crave." Distracted
hormonal kitty's attention would lift from the device to look at the new male
starting to join him, lips twitching a bit in amusement as voice raised some.
"You lost little *
Sweet Repression: boy?" (d)
a doves flight: (( back from UAFK )
Tempered Roar: Cyron, ever the curious one about people's things, likely
caught the woman off guard when the phone was plucked from her hands and he
examined it, much like a child did. "What is this device that controls you
so?" He asked absently
Tempered Roar: to [sweet]. [d]
a doves flight: She smirked when he removed the hood giving a nod to his
statement. "Aye we 'av rooms in de shop yer can use for restin'. long
journey?" She asked him as she watched the man's movements. The question on
the device that controll
DahliaRycerz: Ha ha very funny Celesse. I guess you could say I am lost ::He
smiled bright walking over towards the woman arms spread wide open. He would
have to apologize to the man she was speaking to but he was going nowhere
without his desire
DahliaRycerz: for attention to be fufilled:: So how many nieces and nephews
do I have yet? I told you to get working on that last time didn't I?<d
a doves flight: cel had her amused. "'tis a cell phone." Why did this
remind her of Grace? (D)
Tempered Roar: "Sell fone." He enunciated after Dove said, and looked down
at the device once more. [d]
CynasterLucifer: Knowing Grace mun and the char, probably because that would
have been exactly how she'd react. And don't even get me started on the
washing machine!-d-
An Eve Slayer: Oh it was Celesse's brother! Ish. Sorta. She'd mentioned him,
that was something, yeah? That plus the grabbing of Cel's phone from another
was enough to prompt Alec into a more direct approach. The cell phone's
screen went blank
An Eve Slayer: (mostly to protect it from tampering / nosey people) and
shortly after a hologram of a rather exhausted looking Alec sprang to life in
thin air.
Tempered Roar: "It is chirping," he said, but really it was ringing and he
leaned down to listen. [d]
Sweet Repression: Quirking a dark brow as a mock pout crossed her lips when
Cyron plucked the cell phone from her grasp. "The cell phone doesn't control
me, I was talking to Alec on it since he infected himself and is stuck at
home." Flashing a *
CynasterLucifer: (Dude, that is almost exactly like Grace and her repellent
of technology!)
Sweet Repression: grin over in the direction of Damien with a wink. " I was
just going to ask if you wanted some candy is all." Hand lowered to lightly
come to rest on abdomen, where the beginning of the pregnant swelling was
showing. "We're*
CynasterLucifer: (Gotta go get my sister from work. BRB)
a doves flight: "Thar's someone on de other end controllin' it." Said with
a gentle little tone so not to scare away the man. He was rather amusing to
her and she suddenly wanted to introduce him to the TV and see what he
thought about the little
a doves flight: people trapped inside of it. (D)
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Tempered Roar: "Oh, so it is a communication... stone." He said flatly, not
sure what else to call it. He then handed it back to the lady, losing
interest. [d]
Sweet Repression: working on it, have a nephew coming along right now.
Julien Antony Morarte, he'll be out sometime near September, geez. You can't
rush these things, Damien. Cyron, meet Alec." Index finger pointing at the
hologram before snagging *
Sweet Repression: phone back. (d)
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DahliaRycerz: ::He came right up to Cel and wrapped her up no matter her
posistion and squeezed gently not to hurt the baby of course:: No need for
candy yet need my other fix first ::Once he had his fill he set her back down
giving a wave to the
a doves flight: ((
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the shop for information look there. )))
DahliaRycerz: hologram Alec assuming that was the father to be. At least he
hoped if not Cel would be getting a talking to::<d
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a doves flight: Communication stone was a new way for her to think about it.
She gave him a look a moment a brow rising. "Aye, 'tis a communicashun
cossie." If it made him feel better he wasn't the first one to come here
with that sort of
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a doves flight: confused look to him. Hands came into her dress pockets as
she looked him over. "Wha yer from?" He had red hair, she liked it. (D)
An Eve Slayer: After coughing a moment into his sleeve (thankfully muted),
Alec waved back. He'd quarantined himself when he first got sick until he
figured out what it was. Did still consider himself contagious though, but
only against others not
An Eve Slayer: already infected. So stuck in the lab for now.
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Sweet Repression: Happily returning Damien's hug with a slight grin. "So
happy that you rank me above candy, Damien. Makes me feel all warm and
fuzzy." If Alec wasn't the father of the baby, Cel would be very confused
herself. Considering the *
Sweet Repression: woman hadn't been with anyone else. Alec always did enjoy
spending so much time in the lab, now he was having sleep-overs there. (d)
Tempered Roar: "Far away." He wasn't ever quite sure where he truly was
from, but it didn't matter much to him. He walked to the magic shop and held
a posture that was regal, or at least practiced. He tried the door to see if
the shop was open. [d
DahliaRycerz: Don't let it get to your head there. Just a one time deal you
know I love my sweets ::Just like before he absently began to scratch behind
Cels ear and pet the woman. And never knew with Cel maybe someone drugged her
with catnip.
a doves flight: The shop was opened and with him looking for a room to rent
she would follow him inside of it. She gave an upnod to the random guy
(dahlia) who Cel seemed to know. The shop though was her place and she'd
help to show
DahliaRycerz: That stuff is dangerous after all. He looked around seeing if
he might know anyone else around but did not seem to. He noticed the nod
returning it along with a fervent wave and smile:::<D
a doves flight: him around. "Aye yer starval, yer tursty? we 'av sum grubs
'ere but not much. mostly we flog regents an' 'av sum rooms ter sleep over
whaen they nade it." Little did they know that some of the items in the shop
was currently going
a doves flight: bad due to another part of the story. Pitty for that! (D)
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Sweet Repression: Oh, she had to introduce Damien to Dove. Fingertips would
wrap around the man's wrist to drag the man closer to the other girl. Waiting
for her to finish asking Cyron the questions while bouncing a little bit on
the balls of her *
Sweet Repression: feet. "Dove, this is Damien. My brother, he used to be a
jaguar, but...." Hand released the wrist to casually swat the male upside
the back of his head. Attention shifting over to the hologram of Alec now to
flash him a smile. *
Sweet Repression: "How are you feeling, pillow? You want me to bring you
anything when I come by?" (d)
Tempered Roar: 'No, thank you." He said passively to his interest in the
items that were surrounding him. A lot of the things he gravitated toward by
smell. Then, he caught scent of a few things on the shelves. His eyes
darkened and a very low
Tempered Roar: growl vibrated from his chest powerfully. [d]
DahliaRycerz: :::Suddenly he was grabbed and dragged along. Well if this
just did not seem all too familiar. Suddenly he was introduced he was about
to say something when he was smacked upside the head. Just for that Cel was
given a check with
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DahliaRycerz: his hips. He rubbed the back of his head hand extending out to
the one called Dove:: Pleasure to meet you and do not mind Celesse she is
just a bit crazy from being so fat<d
a doves flight: "Oi you're brah'der? oi didn't nu yer 'ad wan." Damien was
given a wave but she had someone she was trying to help. He seemed a little
distress so her attention was set. Hand out was taken from him to give a bit
of a shake
a doves flight: from her. Mind you she was in war paint, blue lines from
hairline down her face, chest and into that tartan dress she wore. When
Cyron was sniffing items she watched him amused and trying to figure out what
he was looking
a doves flight: for. "De rooms are over in dat 'all.. thar's six but de
last wan is occupied." She wouldn't bother to tell him about no TV or the
like since he didn't seem the type that watched it or even knew about it..
(D)
An Eve Slayer: Although synced properly to the image, Alec's voice came from
the phone when he spoke, not the hologram. "Just dress warm." Because that
wasn't cryptic.
a doves flight: Dove second glanced to Alec. "Yer luk loike 'ell Mister
alec..."
a doves flight: (D)
Tempered Roar: Each item in his hand was dragon in nature and he spun
around. "How did you acquire these?" He asked. [d]
of avian magic: What in the world are you wearing Dove? - He blinked. He was
very lost in thought. -
Sweet Repression: The feline did enjoy dragging certain people around at
times, it was fun and everyone got to where they needed to be. Fingertips
would tuck a few dark blue strands slowly behind an ear as a brow slowly rose
at the mention of her *
a doves flight: "Depends on each wan. we don't let a kill go ter waste. also
we 'av several people who trade or flog ter us." That was how they rolled.
Not to worry there was several items from many species here, even humans.
When asked what
a doves flight: she was wearing she looked to San. "De pride av de Oirish.
tartan an' war bake ter go wi' me pack rights." (D)
Sweet Repression: being fat, the crazy part...that was alright. "I'm not
fat, I'm pregnant, and its not even that bad." Attention was only partially
on what else was going on in the store because Damien had her focus. "But
you...." Eyes narrowed*
Sweet Repression: a bit on the man. "How would you like to be bald...."
Absently responding to Alec. "I'll wear a jacket, pillow." (d)
Tempered Roar: "How much for all of them?" He asked, looking to each item
that was dragon related and picked them out. [d]
of avian magic: You kinda lost me at the second part.
DahliaRycerz: :::Damien leaned over kissing Celesse on the cheek::: I like
my hair right where it is. Anywho was good to see you squirt but I best get
going need to see a man about a dog. We will have to catch up later ::Another
hug given he
a doves flight: He wanted to purchase a lot? Hmm. She looked to him, up
and down a moment before she thought about what she could want from him.
They had something else in their shop for interesting people they often did.
"Oi
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called:<D
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a doves flight: tell yer waaat. 'oy aboyt yer owe me a favor an' yer can
'av de items?" Favors sometimes were worth more than other things. (d)
Sweet Repression: Oh no, Damien wasn't going to just....dammit, huffing
softly as her brother escaped her clutches as arms would get folded under
breasts. Attention shifting back to the remaining people as the feline sulked
a little bit. (d)
Tempered Roar: He sneered at the thought of owing a favor, but the
alternative was what? Letting secrets better left guarded from everyone else
be sold. "What favor?" He asked. [d]
An Eve Slayer: Even Alec frowned at that. Wanted to invite him to the
wedding! He should be there and all, but off the man scampered.
a doves flight: She smirked to the man. "'ey dat is lef for lay-ra ter fend
oyt. yer can say naw ter dem but whaen someone is interestin' or 'as a
skill.. we'd bloody 'av dem needin' us a favor than de other way." She told
him but it meant it
a doves flight: could be about anything but none the less it meant play
later. She'd see pouting Cel and leaned over bringing an arm around her to
pull into a hug and kiss to the cheek. (D)
Tempered Roar: "Mm." He silently contemplated it, looking down at the
various pieces of his kind in bottles and satchels or made into tools for
magical workings. No, he wasn't going to put them back. "So be it." [d]
Sweet Repression: Damien would be back around soon enough probably, they
would be able to invite him to the wedding at that time. Returning Dove's hug
as she smiled some with the kiss to her cheek. Now that attention was back on
what else was going *
Sweet Repression: on.... "People owing you favors can come in handy so
often, its how I got one of my motorcycles." Not Alec's, but the one that
she used. (d)
a doves flight: She grinned at least she was perking up some. She held her
hand over to the man so they could make their deal. Once the deal was struck
her and the house would remember it incase he seemed the right man for one of
the jobs they
An Eve Slayer: Which was kinder than how Alec usually did that sort of
thing. Maybe that's why he wasn't so keen on Ninian's 'favor'. Because after
Alec called in his, he usually killed the person. No loose ends, that way.
a doves flight: had coming up. "Aye they can be useful." (D)
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Tempered Roar: His hands were a little bit full at the moment. Handshakes.
What was it with handshakes? They seemed to hold some sort of power over
people. His tail stretched out from under his cloak and came around to help
hold the items in place
Tempered Roar: for this gesture. He stretched his hand out and held hers.
She would feel an incredible heat from his skin. [d]
Sweet Repression: Most of the people who owed her favors were people that
worked with her, and it was bad business to kill those kinds of people. But
the way that Alec did things, also worked. Handshakes were just the common
custom for some people, *
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Sweet Repression: to each their own, eh? Curiousity was getting the best of
her, index finger pointed to what he had picked out. There was a pattern to
it, I mean, a big patttern. "Why the interest in those things?" (d)
a doves flight: Well Alec did sort of owe her a favor for the jar and all
didn't he? But then again he liked her more than Nin or that's what she
would like to think. With the tail she looked to it and smirked before
taking the hand shaking his
a doves flight: with a nod. He coudl tell with it there was something there
a twinge of something that binded the favor. (D)
Tempered Roar: "I'll take a favor from you for the answer to that question,"
He said to her. [d]
a doves flight: She laughed. (D)
a doves flight: "Oi loike yer. you're learnin' queck." She liked it! (D)
Sweet Repression: So mean to the kitty! To use Cel's curiousity against her
in such a way. Dark brow lifted a little bit as the feline moved closer to
Cyron with the response to give a soft huff, tilting head a little bit to the
side. "I don't work*
Sweet Repression: here, Cyron, so I'm not sure what my assistance would be
good for." Shoulder lifted absently in a shrug. "But fine, you have a deal,
a favor for an answer." (d)
Tempered Roar: "Alright." He stretched his hand out to try out this
handshake deal. [d]
a doves flight: Ohhhhh. This could get interesting! (D)
Sweet Repression: Chuckling softly as hand would move to accept the hand and
shake it lightly. "Sealed, so what is the answer?" (d)
Tempered Roar: He returned the shake and then leaned in to speak gently to
her. "I am a dragon. I don't like my own kind being sold off in pieces." He
then straightened. "Now for my favor. Whatever Dove was going to ask of me,
you get to do." He
Tempered Roar: smirked. "Oh, and if she had any ideas that were naughty, I
get to watch." He nodded and then stepped away. [d]
Sweet Repression: Mostly golden hues narrowed slightly on Cyron while
fingertips moved to lightly tap against the edge of her cell phone. Dove
hadn't even called in the feline's own favor as of yet, so she wasn't too
worried that she had figured out*
a doves flight: ....
Sweet Repression: what to do with Cyron. A smirk would now play across her
lips as a purr would be given to the man. "Already owe her one favor, what
is another one? I'm not scared." The cat did tend to land on her feet most
of the time with her *
Sweet Repression: curiousity, but one of these days... (d)
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An Eve Slayer: Alec laughed, coughing at the same time. "So do I," he added.
Tempered Roar: After disposing of the items and making them unusable to
others, he returned, wiping his hands. "Dove, what was that strange dance you
were doing when I entered?" Which was the twerking. "Was it a mating ritual?"
[d]
a doves flight: Come on Cel play nice. She knew for some reason he was
going to get Cel to call his favor. The other part and Alec had her coming
up with a bit of an idea. She'd turn to Cel fingers coming up to her jaw
line tracing along it
a doves flight: with her thumb. She'd lick her own lips giving Cel a look a
very seductive look and even gave a little purr like noise to her. "'tis ter
late 'tis already called cel.." Leaning in her head tilted to the side to
act like she was
a doves flight: going to kiss Cel, while answering Cyron. "Aye 'tis a
matin' dance we were explainin' from de ghetto av de earth realm." (D)
Sweet Repression: Alec was going to get something when she got to the lab
alright. Blinking a little bit as a brow lifted with a glance down towards
the phone. "So do you what, pillow?" The feline glanced over at Cyron for a
moment. "Its a dance *
Sweet Repression: called..." Would have continued speaking if she wasn't
suddenly distracted by Dove's fingers tracing along the line of her jaw, it
was too close to the full moon for this. An automatic tilt of head would be
given to lean into the *
Tempered Roar: He nodded quietly to the answer of the two women who were
dancing it. "Very well." He noticed just about everyone had one of those
'Sell Fones' and wondered if he would need one eventually. [d]
Sweet Repression: touch as the purring continued, but greenish gold hues
would narrow some. "Cute, Dove, so you planned this with Cyron..." Two
could play this game, there was no movement made to flinch back. (d)
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An Eve Slayer: "Watch, of course," he answered with the hologram pacing
around them, then. Go right through a solid object? Sure, what'd he care?
Also, he wanted to be there to make sure Cryon never laid a hand on them
during the 'favor', because
Tempered Roar: "Oh, I could have asked for other things, but I just hate
owing favors, kitten." He said with a smirk when Cel spoke. [d]
An Eve Slayer: the scientist would love pieces of a dragon in his lab. He'd
told Celesse about how useful dragon parts were, yeah? Why, a bit of the
thing would clear him up right this moment! Eyes did narrow a bit at the use
of that
An Eve Slayer: nickname, though.
a doves flight: It was on Cel if she was turning her head and giving purr to
her she figured it was a carpe diem moment. She'd lean further in and let
her lips softly brush along Cel's. Finger tips stroked the jaw line then
trailed onto
a doves flight: the back of the neck as she kissed Cel. It wouldn't last
overly long before she'd pull away letting the hands come back to trace their
path to get there. She looked back to the Cyron then scrunched her nose up.
"That's
a doves flight: not an original neck name." (D)
Tempered Roar: "Original nickname huh?" He rubbed his smooth chin while he
contemplated another nickname for the feline female. "I suppose I could just
follow suit and call her Cel like everyone else." [d]
Sweet Repression: "I suppose that you could watch, too, pillow." Teasing
tone added to the words as lips curled into a smirk, as if there was a chance
that Kass wouldn't be recording everything, anyways. When Dove actually moved
in closer to brush *
a doves flight: Kass was most likely getting this from like 12 angles by
now.
An Eve Slayer: ^
Sweet Repression: lips over her own, that was a bit of a surprise. Didn't
think the girl would actually go through with it and lips parted some, but
would stay in place to lightly return the kiss. Shivering a little as those
fingertips moved to the *
Sweet Repression: back of her neck. Taking a slow breath to glance over at
Cyron with a lifted brow. "I've been called 'Kitten' before, its not that
bad of a nickname, or Cel. WHichever." (d)
a doves flight: At least it was a nice kiss even if it was recorded for
later watching times. However with the kiss over the woman shrugged her
shoulders before speaking. "Aye aye, yer leave me sister wife alone. she's
gran' people." See how it
a doves flight: worked? Alec couldn't be there so she said it for him! Ha!
(D)
An Eve Slayer: Celesse was just lucky Alec resisted the urge to push a
button just then.
a doves flight: What would the button do?
a doves flight: Don't worry Alec, Dove will press Cel's buttons... (D)
An Eve Slayer: That would be telling, but Cel knew.
Sweet Repression: Alec was having way too much fun pushing that button....
a doves flight: And watched Dove and Cel press buttons!
Tempered Roar: "I'll call you Celesse. I somehow think Kitten is a reserved
nickname." He commented, his eyes going to Alec, who last was throwing
daggers with his glare toward Cyron. His one eye almost winked at the
holograph. [d]
An Eve Slayer: "No, just, em, " *cough* "reminded me of someone. Not
pleasant." His nickname for Celesse was far worse, and no one else was
allowed to use it. Ever.
a doves flight: Not even dove?!
Sweet Repression: Chuckling softly as she would finally focus eyes on that
hologram. "Mmm, someone that Alec doesn't like has the tendency to call me
that at times, but his nickname for me is a bit different." Smirking a
little bit more as she *
An Eve Slayer: Wouldn't be the same coming from Dove. There's a good story
behind the nickname.
a doves flight: All the good ones had stories.
Sweet Repression: would tilt head some. Fingertips coming to a rest lightly
on Dove's shoulder with a nod at Alec. "You want to tell him your nickname
for me, pillow, or you want me to?" (d)
Tempered Roar: Cyron turned and stepped one pace toward Alec. "Really?" his
chest swelled lightly and noticed then that Celesse was more than happy to
let him know her nickname. "Now now, Celesse. Best to remain a lady." [d]
a doves flight: Sadly dove was getting a page. Her finger came to that cell
phone which she glanced at with a brow raised. "Aye oi got sum things ter
chucker somewhere." Mun had to go to bed!
a doves flight: Walked off!