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Post by Dove on Jun 17, 2014 19:59:29 GMT

OnlineHost: BeautifullyCure has entered the room.
BeautifullyCure: ( hey )
to be spellbound: ( Heya Hun )
to be spellbound: Valentine was silenting sitting on a stool at the cash
register island. Her legs pulled upward a little and her black hair yanked
into a ponytail. The woman was wearing her finacee oversized shirt again. A
stripped button up. He
to be spellbound: body in yoga pants. She could blame lack of sleep. She
had her thumb in her mouth trying to chewing her nail, not sucking on her
thumb. Her eyes staring down at a book.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She walked over the bridge yet again and moved silenetly
towards the building. Mia seemed to push her hair back and opened the door
once more and looked around, she smiled seeing someone but no fifi, she had
wondered where she
BeautifullyCure: bounced off too, she closed the door and removed her jacket
before brushing off the long dark obsidan dress which wrapped in the middle
and straps she wore a set of simple heels, she looked to the woman at the
register ' Hello ? '
BeautifullyCure: she spoke softly as she walked up to the woman *
OnlineHost: of avian magic has entered the room.
to be spellbound: Valentine looked up from her desk. Her eyes a little more
wild than normal, but she had barely slept in days. Her hand came upward to
push black hair out of her face that had fallen out of her ponytail thing.
She yawned a little
to be spellbound: and shook her head when the yawning stopped. She flashed
a smile toward Mia. "Hello. Welcome to Wolf Moon. If you are looking for
something just ask. Don't be afraid to look around." Her eyes flickered down
toward her book.
to be spellbound: Checking the words she has read already 3 times.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded' Yes fifi i belive had a potion ready, i didn't
have the cash so i left it here, i need it for my um ' she touched the pinked
bandage on her neck, she hand now wrappings on her wrist and fingers' she
said i could do some
BeautifullyCure: thing to pay the debt off but she wasnt clear on how too? '
she seemed to frown, mia shifted her green eyes to look over the place, she
had plenty of skillz, just didn't know anyone to show them*
to be spellbound: Her eyes flickered over the bandage areas. Her head
chanting to teh side. A small little smile as she attempted to look over the
lines of her face - looking at the way it ran over her. "May I ask what what
it is from? I don't
to be spellbound: really trust Fifi." She said softly as she attempted to
smile, but Valentine was not a Fifi fan.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She tilted her brows and sighed, the question she fears.
She nibbled on her lower lip ' It was a farewell present from my husband
before he left. 'she rubbed up her ear where the pain stopped' I don't heal
well and fifi was
BeautifullyCure: telling me about potions, i didn't have the cash so i had
to leave it here ' *
to be spellbound: She nodded her head gently. "Cutting or beatings?" She
didnt an eye on what she told her. Her hands reaching out to her -togo- cup
of coffee and downing it. She had been drinking coffee non-stop for a day..
after she couldn't
to be spellbound: sleep after 48. The girl was having issues and she really
didn't understand why. Part of her had wanted to lock herself in a tower,
the other part of her wanted to sleep. She brought a hand down to her
stomach as
to be spellbound: she smiled toward the girl.-d
BeautifullyCure: (back sorry )
BeautifullyCure: *She frowned' cuts and beatings ' she frowned' lacurations
to my neck, broken fingers, dislocated wrist ' she watched the girl touch her
stomach, ' I have brusied hip and knee. ' she watched her ' Im sorry if this
all seems boring,
BeautifullyCure: you look like you just got up and im here pretty early '
she smiled and pulled out her wallet and shifted through it slowly. She
looked up , guess the offer fifi had was off, well she would of loved to work
here*
BeautifullyCure: ( did i kill the room ? )
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to be spellbound: Valentine shifted her weight gently as she thought about
what she said. "A potion isn't really gonna work for you then.. if you have
lacurations and breaks.. they will help speed up the healing but I am sure
you want something
to be spellbound: quicker." Valentine shifted her weight as she headed
around the counter to get closer. She raised a brow. "Can I look at them,
please? Was there any magic used in creating them?"-d
BeautifullyCure: *She waited to see what the woman would say, mia brushed
her hair back and looked up ' no, just fighting ' she pulled the bandage off
slwoly, she gasped bitting her lip, four deep gashes lay across back and
forth, each 5 inches long
BeautifullyCure: she brought the bandage down' It was a a hand held claw
gauntlet ' she turned her hair so the woman could see. The edges bursied, the
light red marks where the claw has let up on her skin. Mia turned her eyes 'I
was going to die, so
BeautifullyCure: i took the cuts instead of the alternitive ' her hand slid
up her other arm ' If anything works it will help, i would heal myself but i
cant with open wounds ' she spoke softly*
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to be spellbound: "I've seen worse." She said softly as her eyes looked over
them. "It needs a good cleaning. First... and then I have to do a compound
press will work quicker. If you don't mind sitting." She nodded toward the
leather chairs. She
to be spellbound: headed over toward the storage room where she kept the
items she used for healing.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She turned and walked to the leather couch and sat, she
crossed her leg and took her heel off sliding her fingers over her bare foot,
this morning was not a good one. Her heels had been stolen and she had to
walk half a mile to get
BeautifullyCure: both back, Mia turned too the woman ' So this place always
this quite ? ' she looked around, pulling a black lace from her pocket she
pulled her hair back in a knot and tied it off*
OnlineHost: a doves flight has entered the room.
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to be spellbound: "Is it under your shirt too? If it is, I am going to have
to ask you to remove your shirt. We can move into a room upstairs if you
feel uncomfortable about it." She said softly as she pulled out a few things
along with some
a doves flight: Having some business to attend to earlier in the day and
thus took her a while to come there. Finally she was doing just that walking
into the shops with some fresh doughnuts and coffee. (D)
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to be spellbound: towers, and moved with the tray over to Mia. "I'm
Valentine by the way." She flashed a quick smile. Smelling fresh coffee she
let out a small happy sigh.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She Nodded' no its fine here ' she pulled the strapp of
her lef arm aside, she pulled the dress open to her breast which had a
bandage up the side, she didn't cry, she couldn't, not here. She frowned' i
got cut up along side, its
OnlineHost: An Eve Slayer has entered the room.
BeautifullyCure: the worse one i have ' she frowned and swallowed, she
turned to look up ' God that coffee smells like heaven ' she sighed*
OnlineHost: a doves flight has left the room.
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a doves flight: ( -kicks aol- )
to be spellbound: Valentine watched the woman slowly as she opened up to
show the areas that were cut. A small little frown escaped her. A long time
ago she learned not to step into sutations against her control. Her eyes
scanned over the body. A
BeautifullyCure: ( welcome to my whole morning )
to be spellbound: little frown coming to her. Her fingers coming forward to
touch it. A sigh coming from her, as she gently tested the lines. Her eyes
flickering completely green for a moment before she pulled back. "Okay. Not
that bad. We can get
to be spellbound: that fixed up quickly."-d
Sweet Repression: Not too hard to track down certain people at times, right?
Just show up at the place they were most likely to be, either that or follow
them. Following had been slow since the feline had been waiting for clues
before leaving the *
Sweet Repression: gazebo to start the trek. Now, she was almost to the shop.
(d)
BeautifullyCure: *She didn't move and looked up, she bit her lip hard, the
cut where fast but not healing them had been, mia gripped her dress softly,
her nails dug in. ' Thank you, i just wasnt sure how to fix it myself. ' her
eyes closed and she
of avian magic: - Sachin remained in his room, resting. All he could do
after recovering from what happened last night. He hadn't left his room, and
maybe that was for the best right now.-
BeautifullyCure: took a slow and deep breath, she looked up ' how bad is it
? ' she wanted to know, the knife fight was hardly a care but mia needed to
know how bad he got his fair share of *
a doves flight: None the less - with the whole being kicked thing Dove had
gone to get them coffee and doughnuts on her trip from the grounds back to
the shop. She had some things to deal with one of which was the whole
situation involving
a doves flight: sachin. She was followed but it wasn't bad since in all
honesty she liked those people following her. She'd take the food and coffee
to the main counter setting it down so everyone could get their pick of it.
Now since the last
a doves flight: Alec was here there was a bar built and that ring which fit
a little to well into everything and seemed more organic to the shop. A brow
lifted to Cel before she smirked to her. "We playin' duk duk goose nigh?"
(D)
to be spellbound: "It isn't good. But we can get you better. Is there
anything you are allergic too?" She had to ask. Doesn't need someone dying
in her chair.. or on her beautiful leather couch. She looked over toward
Dove and took up two cups.
An Eve Slayer: Just what were those two playing at anyway? Alec was a bit
behind Celesse because he hadn't expected the two to really run off like
that.
a doves flight: She told him, lesbians in France with ducks.
Sweet Repression: Catching up to Dove, finally, would have a grin forming
across her lips before settling to lean some against the counter. The
question was a funny one, head motioning over in the direction of Alec as a
wave was given to Val in *
BeautifullyCure: *She turned' nothing that i know of, im fine with anything
given ' she swallowed again' I should of dodged.. always with the dodging '
she sighed' one move and he guts me like a fish ' she sighed*
Sweet Repression: greeting. Not her fault that Alec had made no movements to
stop her, so she had gone off with Dove. "Guess we are, does that make Alec
the goose?" (d)
to be spellbound: Bringing one back to her with a small smile. "We will get
you all fixed up." She wiggled fingers toward Cel as she brought a small
water bottle with green coloring. It tasted like grossness so the coffee
would help. -d
a doves flight: "Ehh. 'e's not really de goose type. i'd clap 'imself more
av a chicken.. yer nu.. bein' so.. cocky an' al'." She noticed th two
healing, Val and the woman (beautifully). A brow lifted as she looked them
over then her step
BeautifullyCure: *she nodded and waited, her eyes looked at the other girls
and someone else, she hoped she would be ok here, she didn't need people
getting hurt because of her, and mia was not in the mood for hectors
fighting, she waited and turned
BeautifullyCure: ' I am a healer.. but the irony is i cant heal myself ' she
smiled*
a doves flight: Mom. "Aye yer nade any 'elp over dare? oi don't mind at
laest fetchin'." Wasn't sure what was wrong but knew Val knew what she would
need. She wasn't the first one who came here injured to the shop but then
again wasn't that
a doves flight: part of why then opened it? (D)
to be spellbound: "I need a few more towers.. but beside that. I am good as
rain." She could use some rain. But she could probably use some sleep. She
was still wearing one of Keir's massive shirts. Thankfully one that was a
button up and not saying
to be spellbound: something dumb. She had been barely asleep for days. Tiny
cat naps here or there was not enough. Her eyes looked over Mia as she
chuckled. "That is the ironic part of life.. isn't it?" She pulled her
cellphone out
to be spellbound: out of her pocket to check it with a laugh before shoving
it back in. The large shirt worked as an awesome apron after all. She
smiled. "Drink up." She nodded toward the waterbottle.-d
Sweet Repression: Slight flash of a grin would be given to Mia in the way of
a greeting, didn't really know the woman, but could greet her. Not going to
get in the way of what was going on. "Hmm, you get to explain to him about
the chicken part." *
Sweet Repression: Because that would make for an interesting conversation.
(d)
BeautifullyCure: *She turned to the cell and then she took the bottle and
lifted it to her lips, she lifted it up and drank, he lips felt and. the
Ewwgawd.. she lowered it and coughed, her hand came to her chest as she
breathed' Oh god the taste '
BeautifullyCure: she turned and looked to the woman, mia coughed into her
hand and gasped she had never tasted anything so.. wait never mind *
a doves flight: (( ... -ded- ))
to be spellbound: She let out a laugh as she watched her drink it. Offering
up the coffee after she finished the bottle. "I think we have all tasted
worse." She smirked gently as she took the empty water bottle back. "That
will help clean out the
to be spellbound: infections forming.. And help me from the inside."-d
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded' i once ate sushi.. this.. way worse ' she
chuckled and smiled to the woman before taking the coffee, she wrapped her
slender fingers around it and drank, a pur forming' oh god yes.. ' she sighed
happily ' i can die ok
BeautifullyCure: now with this in me' she drank more of the coffee*
a doves flight: Dove wouldn't say anything but she took it the wrong way
with what was said. Bite her lip but tried to get herself set on what Cel
was said. The interesting conversation was taken up by her looking over to
Alec. "You're a pure
An Eve Slayer: Seemed like a reasonable time for Alec to finally show up.
a doves flight: arrogant cocky dude so oi tink yer 'ill be de chicken ter
our game av duk, duk goose." See she explained it? But Alec was most likely
distracted looking over their stuff. He didn't enter before? n the last
action? Good thing
a doves flight: he showed u pthen since Dove way saw him there. (D)
Born of Gaia: Dove was psychic.
a doves flight: She kind of was. (D)
An Eve Slayer: Don't tell Alec! Might want to examine her brain or
something.
Born of Gaia: With a nice kianti?
a doves flight: If he could find it.
An Eve Slayer: Also, to what Dove said, Alec had to ask. "So who's the
goose, then?"
Born of Gaia: Sorry, wrong line.
Sweet Repression: Well, considering Dove was sort of talking to Alec like
that, he might be able to pick that vibe up. Shifting some against the
counter to look over at Alec with a grin. "We've decided that there is no
goose, instead only you as *
Sweet Repression: the chicken, pillow. We're both french ducks and all."
(d)
to be spellbound: Valentine was smirking as she listened to the conversation
out of the corner of her ear. Shaking her head lightly she smirked. "I
promise you won't taste anything more.. I have a thing for sushi, but I have
also lived with a cat.."
a doves flight: "Se ducks are jist goosin' each other." But not Alec since
he wouldn't be invited on their French Farm as she said before. Girl time
and things like that. For now she watched her Step mother while talking to
Cel. "So 'oy long
to be spellbound: She taped her head lightly, but knew that Mia wouldn't get
it. Most people didn't unless she explained it. She pulled a bowl over and
started to mix the proper herbs and add water. When it came down to it,
Valentine added a lot
to be spellbound: of water.-d
a doves flight: 'til yer plan on takin' de poshun? 'oy does de effect de
growth rate?" Conversation went back to the baby and potions because Dove
was curious about it. (D)
BeautifullyCure: *She turned and listened to it and frowned, she hadn't
heard that in along time, well she was half hearing the convo going on and
watching valentine at the same time ' will this burn, i mean, im not really a
good pain tollerance
BeautifullyCure: kinda girl ? ' she seemed to watch the mixing of herbs'
Your place looks really great. Are you all hiring maybe? ' she turned to
valentine and waited*
Sweet Repression: At least listening to the conversation might help distract
from being tortured by Val over there. Letting out a soft huff as the topic
switched back to the potion from earlier. Really didn't know all the details
on it at the *
Sweet Repression: moment. "Not sure, still have to talk to Rianne about the
details of the potion itself and make decisions from there. Just know that it
speeds things up a lot, but all the symptoms are magnified at the same time."
(d)
to be spellbound: Valentine had a moment of daydreaming about last night
before her eyes refocused and looked toward the woman and nodded. "We are
always hire. There are many things we are looking for from boring friendly
'Hi welcome to wolf moon'
to be spellbound: people.. to healers. We also need a few other side jobs."
She flashed a smile as she finished making the paste and started to gently
spread it on a few towels that would work more like patches/bandages for a
while while she did
to be spellbound: what she needed to do.-d
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded' I Was born a healer, i can do alot, i've
tended the bar, waitress, cleaned, but healing is the only thing i do well '
she chuckled, well if she wasnt laughing she'd be hurting, she watched
valentine and nodded' if you
a doves flight: "Oi nu they use steroids ter 'elp pregnancy an' preterm
labor.. ter loike.. progress it sum.." She brought it up because she thought
it was the humanoid version of it all. Still she would like to see how it
progressed. "Oi! Whean
a doves flight: yer do take it, let me nu. oi want ter sea 'oy it weurks."
Not that Dove wanted to be down there when Cel gave birth. No offence she
did not want to see Cel's junk up close and agry. Never below the sheet,
ever. (D)
BeautifullyCure: wouldn't mind having me i would love to work here, as long
as it hides me from my former life ' she looked around*
An Eve Slayer: Oh, but she was all about it when Alec was unconscious in the
medical center, wasn't she?
a doves flight: She didn't mean to look they were facing him and someone
lifted the gown. It was there and wasn't trying / splitting open! (D)
Sweet Repression: That was Alec's man bits and not Cel's stuff, totally
different situation. "Its not steroids, but something magic in nature. Know
that much about it, Kat went through it, and it didn't look all that fun.
Though, the baby was born *
Sweet Repression: a whole lot faster. We'll let you know what happens."
Alec was being awfully quiet over there, not sure if that was a good thing or
a bad thing. Questioning lift of a brow was sent his way. (d)
to be spellbound: Valentine nodded. "We need someone else here. Especially
someone that can also handle a bar. We have a lot of good healers, but we
need a good balance." Her eyes flickered toward her cellphone as she watched
it go off again. She
to be spellbound: started to laugh but shook her head. "Nahala is gonna end
up getting in trouble." She said outloud with a shake of her head. She
flashed a small smile toward Cel, Alec, and Dove once more before she turned
her attention back to the
a doves flight: "Aye oi nu but oi nu dat in medical field but don't nu de
magic behind de others poshun. easier ter connect it 'ere " She pointed to
her head since it was where she made the connection point of. "for lay-ra
reminder." The idea it
a doves flight: helped with spitting out the kid to was amusing. All she
was thinking of was the baby coming out all 'HULK SMASH' from Kat's vagina.
She bite her lip trying not to laugh at the idea put inside of her head.
"Yisser mate's
a doves flight: silence. is yer man shuk av bein' daddy already?" With Val
saying that Nahala is in trouble she looked up questioning her with a brow
lift. What was she missing? (D)
to be spellbound: girl. She started to press the herb paste over the cut
and bruised skin. Gently pushing it literally into the skin. Which didn't
exactly seem heatlhy. Valentine looked toward Dove. "Nahala is pissed at Quin
for something.."
to be spellbound: -d
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded' i can tend, clean, i can do alot, if given the
chance, i jsut need to fade away into something i can ' she felt the
pressing, she bit her lip andgasped, she hadn't touchedthem in fearo hurting,
well no going back now
BeautifullyCure: . mia clutched her dress and sighed, the cuts would heal at
least, she was a good healer but it was nice to do something outside of her
comfort zone, she didn't really listen to the convo, she didn't want to
interupt or say anything
BeautifullyCure: that might offen, well she never offended anyone she was
just to nice for that, unless you tried to kill her, then it was on !*
An Eve Slayer: Dove would just love to see a bionoid birth then! Alec was
being quiet because the girls were having what sounded like a reasonably
serious conversation! He raised his own brow back at Cel and Dove, socffing a
bit at the idea
An Eve Slayer: that he was 'sick of being a father'. If she really thought
that for one second, he'd have a thing or two to tell her for sure!
Sweet Repression: Another person who wanted to study the effects of
something on her, not that she minded in the least, it actually amused her
more than anything else. "I'm sure that Alec will be asking all manners of
questions about the potion *
to be spellbound: Valentine got the paste along the lines of the cutes. She
knew it was pressed in. Using the towel like bandages she gently lined them
over the skin with a smalls mile. "That sounds wonderful. If you like, we
can sign you up after
Sweet Repression: during the appointment when it happens." Straightening
from the lean against the counter to step over to Alec with a chuckle. The
man could enter the conversation since he did have a say in it. "Doubt that
he's sick of it, maybe *
Sweet Repression: thinking deep thoughts." (d)
a doves flight: Oh god the mun pictured it as something from Alien but
instead of a stomach ripping open it was something else. However with Val
mentioning the fact Nahala is pissed at something she had to wonder what.
She had seen the
to be spellbound: you are better. Dove over there." Nods toward Dove.
"Works as my second hand.. There is also a handful of other people, Nahala
being the other one. She would be the 3rd woman in command around here." She
flashed a small smile, as
a doves flight: twitter thing but thought they were both cool with it, since
Nahala posted it first. Odd people. Also Alec wasn't use to being teased
was he? He really needed to learn packs better. If someone wasn't being
teased it meant
to be spellbound: worked on pushing the bandaging on her skin, making sure
that it was completely covered before she took a small breath and shifted
gently. Valentine's fingers
a doves flight: somethign was wrong. Name heard she waved ver to them like
a crazy person reutnring back to look at Cel. "Oi canny wait ter sea it.
'tis gonna be cute... after 'tis bathed." She did not want to see it before
since it looked like
a doves flight: chunky stuff on babies covered in stuff.. never cute right
off only after their first bath. (D)
to be spellbound: pushed through the bandages. Holding it down so that it
was really in the wounds. Her eyes closing as she took a slow small breath
inward. Slowly her energy leaked from her and out into Mia like tenacles
licking at the flesh and
to be spellbound: over the body. Working and searching for the different
things that needed to be set off to start the mending. Valentine pushed
forward, checking the lines of damage to make sure it didn't reach anything
internal.-d
to be spellbound: ( This will take Val a few mins - so I will brb )
BeautifullyCure: *She smiled ,o hthank god, someone was willing to give her
a chance, she smiled and her heart lightened, Mia turned trying to look at
the people valentine picked out. She turned and felt the pressure, mia
sighed, god it hurt but the
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BeautifullyCure: coolness helped, she waited and felt the energy, she seemed
to wait, her eyes closed, she wasnt used to being helped easy, most in her
life ended up tossing her a medkit and telling her to do it right. She waited
as valentine
BeautifullyCure: checked the wounds, Mia was happy just for being healed*
a doves flight: Happiness to be healed was always fun. She was watching
Valentine to make sure she wasn't pushing herself knowing very well the
condition that the woman was in. Mia was smiled to since she didn't seem to
bad of a persn even if she
a doves flight: hadn't been met yet. (D)
Sweet Repression: Cel wasn't pointed out because she was just here for the
free doughnuts, or cookies, and some of the stuff in the shop, the place
carried interesting things to get. Hand motioned at Alec with a chuckle.
"Should look cute, look at *
Sweet Repression: the father." Aww, babies weren't so bad before the first
bath, to the parents. "Suppose that we can wait to show him off to you until
after he gets a bath, Dove." (d)
BeautifullyCure: (brb emergency here)
An Eve Slayer: Alec was fine with being teased. Dove should know him well
enough by now. If she had insulted him, he would've shot her. Easy as that.
of avian magic: - After a while, he finally emerged from his temporary man
cave and headed over downstairs. He looked to see Dove and the others and
waved a little bit.-
to be spellbound: Lack of sleep for days didn't help Valentine at all as she
brought her levels down farther than she expected. The woman took a small
slow breath as she opened her eyes then. For a moment she was flustered, but
she didn't say
to be spellbound: anything. Pulling back she pulled away from the bandages
and started to remove them. Frowning when there was a light scar. Something
gentle and faint, but it was there. She knew it was her fault. She frowned
as she put the
to be spellbound: bandages slowly into the bowl she mixed the herbs in.
"Dove.. can you come her and clean her up?" She said softly. As she stood
upward. Her fingers playing with the edge of her shirt as she brought it up
for a moment to smell it
to be spellbound: before moving the items from the table she was using to
the storage area where she had her stuff set up.-d
a doves flight: "Alec isn't me type. oi canny put me finger on it but oi
don't fend 'imself attractive. oi tink you're prettier than yer man is." It
wasn't the first time she said something to the effect of that. She meant it
to, something about
a doves flight: him was off putting to her. Cel on the other hand was
diffrent. However she heard her name and looked over giving a nod to it.
Popping in the back she went to wash her hands and get herself an apron with
the shop's logo on
a doves flight: it. "I'll be roi dare!" (D)
Sweet Repression: Alec would not shoot Dove, the man liked the girl too much
to do that. Return wave was given to Sachin before letting gaze come to
settle on Alec once more. Slight tilt of head to the side while moving to
circle around the man, *
BeautifullyCure: (back)
to be spellbound: Her cellphone went off again and she pulled it out,
looking at it with a smirk. "Ryan just confessed feelings to Nahala.." She
had to stay that text outloud - trying to put on a spanish accident and
sounds like Nahala - "He just
Sweet Repression: taking a moment to thoroughly look him over. "Really? To
each their own, I guess, but that is a good thing in a way." Coming to a
halt at Alec's side to give a light bump of hip against his. (d)
a doves flight: (WB! )
to be spellbound: told me he cares far too much to be selfish." She stuffed
her phone back into her pocket. A snort coming out of her then with a shake
of her head. the Wolf Moon Logo was WTF right? That's what the staff
decided on without Val's
to be spellbound: okay. She slipped into the storage room for a moment.-d
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a doves flight: "Sachin. yer gran'? yer did keep de necklace over yisser
bucket av dirt once yer were let oyt for de noight roi?" It was fine if he
didn't nothing overly bad done but it would irritate more. At least they had
time to talk to him
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to be spellbound: ( WB both Gaia and Beautifully )
An Eve Slayer: One arm slipped around Cel's waist once she came up to his
side. "Right," he agreed with Cel. "Hate to go breaking hearts and all."
a doves flight: more so he understood why it was bad. She'd come out of the
back wearing the apron and with clean hands coming over to where Mia was.
"'ey mia. oi'm dove.. pleasure ter
a doves flight: meet yer. i'll 'elp yer git cleaned up.. yer nade a new
shirt?" Grabbing up the old bowls she'd move to the sink to place them in it
and get fresh ones for clean water along with some rags. She didn't mind
being the clean up
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a doves flight: crew. "Breakin' me 'eart alec. you're suppose ter be in
love wi' me, remember?" (D)
BeautifullyCure: *She looked at the scars and then looked at valentine and
smiled' thank you ' she turned to this dove and smiled, she stood up ' its a
pleasure to meet you ' she watched all of the people move around abit dizy
she pushed the
An Eve Slayer: "And you're supposed to be my fangirl. Guess that's fame for
ya, though," he mocked a wistful sigh.
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of avian magic: - He nodded. He would be silent for the time being.-
a doves flight: "Jist cos oi'm fan girlin' for yer doesn't mean oi nade ter
want yer." All right so Alec got an amused laugh out of her for his
reaction. (D)
Sweet Repression: Slight lean into Alec's side was given with a soft sigh.
"Just comes and goes, pillow, but think you'll live this time. Might be able
to come up with a few ways to help you through...." Chuckling softly,
glancing up at him for a *
BeautifullyCure: front of her dress closed and looked to Dove ' Oh im abit
lost, um ' she was confused, so much going on at once mia frowned' Mia
contessa ' she smiled at the woman *
Sweet Repression: moment. "..these difficult times." (d)
a doves flight: "Yer nade 'elp cleanin' up? de wounds 'ayle, can git de
'erbs aff yer nigh." The dizyness was noted and she made sure to keep near
her incase she fell or got a little woozy or anything. Smile kept there as
she looked to see if Val
a doves flight: left anything else for her to clean up. Hearing Cel she
nodded. "Cel 'ill alwus be yisser number wan fan lassy, oi'm jist two. oi
can cum an' go as de mud strikes. more craic for me." (D)
to be spellbound: Valentine leaned against the door of the Apothecary with a
small little sigh. She more drained then she'd like to admit. She looked
toward Mia and Dove. "Let her finish you up. She gonna get the herb muck on
you.. then you will be
to be spellbound: good." She flashed a weak smile as she started to head
toward the portal.-d
An Eve Slayer: Really, it was like stepping back into the dark ages,
sometimes. Alec adjusted his glasses on his face, but smiled back to Celesse.
"Oh yeah? Think I'm looking forward to that." Dove's fickle admiration was
fine, really. Could've
An Eve Slayer: been worse and gone the other way - he'd be constantly
looking over his shoulder worried she'd pop out of the bushes with a camera
or something. Crazy stalker fan, that one.
Sweet Repression: Winking over to Dove, cheek giving a slight rub against
the outside of Alec's shoulder. The man just couldn't see Val working the
magic which had accompanied the use of herbs, that's all. "We all howl under
the same moon, eh? But *
Sweet Repression: you are the best, Dove." True, if Dove had been a true
stalker, then things would be much different. Though, if the girl did pop up
randomly now with a camera, Cel would find that funny. "Only think, pillow?"
(d)
to be spellbound: Valentien read her text message with a little snicker as
she bite on the edge of her shirt. Continuing the conversation with the Drunk
Nahala. Trying hard not to blush and laugh.-d
a doves flight: Alec did notice the fact Mia had deep wounds and it cleared
up with their herbal rubs. She'd argue it with Alec if he really want to go
into debate but the aspect that it was regrowth was proof enough in all of
them coming there
a doves flight: to get healed. Was the same as pig bladder extracellular
matrix research going on since it was sprinkle on it and watch things grow
quicker. Some creatures just didn't respond to chemical drugs as well as
they did herbal
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BeautifullyCure: *She nodded and smiled to dove' alright anything that can
help ' she felt the herbs working, her neck didn't feel so much pain, she
rubbed her lips together and bit herl ower one, she was abit nervous and
looked to dove and waited,
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a doves flight: variety. "Sachin.. nigh.. yer do nu jist cos yisser a wolf
nigh yer don't ave ter pray ter gaia worship 'er or anythin'? roi?" Asked
him looking back over her shoulder to him before turning back to Mia. So she
could help her
a doves flight: clen the herbs off of her skin. (D)
BeautifullyCure: she leaned on the couch abit, her stomach seemed to
clentch, no vomiting yet but she seemed to lean back up and took her other
heel off*
to be spellbound: Valentine took a small sigh as she watched Mia then. The
woman was so drained. She was forced to take a breath and stuff her
cellphone into her pocket. A hand brushing over her face as she looked
toward Dove. "I gonna go back to
of avian magic: Huh?
to be spellbound: the home." She waved fingers toward Cel and Alec. She had
not slept in four days. "I have to go kick your father's ass." She had a bad
smile on her face through when she said that.-d
a doves flight: ... Yeah.. kick. She believed it. (D)
to be spellbound: She always started by kicking his ass!
An Eve Slayer: Best kind of foreplay.
Sweet Repression: "Dove is saying that you don't have to follow the path of
the Goddess, just because you got infected, Sachin." Hand waved in return to
Val, since the woman was leaving now. Kicking in a fun way, probably. (d)
BeautifullyCure: *She turned to dove and nodded to valentine, she waved and
turned to the other woman' yeah i need to get cleaned, if its ok ' she didn't
want to push anyone to far or much, but she needed a bath*
of avian magic: - He just nodded.-
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a doves flight: ( Log on! )
BeautifullyCure: ( and aohell strikes again )
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BeautifullyCure: ( back )
a doves flight: "We do 'av sum rooms up sturs wi' gaff av wax. we can git
yer a bat in dare. yer gran' ter up sturs by yerself?" She'd be happy to
walk her up stairs and get in the tumb. With the repeate of what she said by
Cel she
a doves flight: nodded. "Even if yer don't take it yer shouldn't use 'er
name loike dat in vain. it 'ill cause someone ter git kissed aff at yer." (D)
BeautifullyCure: *She waited for dove and nodded' wait wax ? ' did she hear
wax.. ugh.. ' she looked ot the stairs' um maybe i should get some help so i
know where it is ? ' she pushed her hand to her neck, it was out of habit,
few she needed to
An Eve Slayer: And no, he didn't fancy an argument with Dove or anyone about
their herbs and whatnot. Celesse teasing him earned her a nudge. "Oh, don't
you start too," he chuckled.
BeautifullyCure: stop, her scars a reminder of her past, a past gone*
of avian magic: I didn't realize it.
Sweet Repression: Did Sachin need her to translate this part, too? Amusement
starting to enter those greenish gold hues as tip of tongue lightly caressed
the edge of a canine. Winking to Mia at the wax thing, but attention shifted
back over to Alec.*
a doves flight: Well maybe Dove wanted a fight she loved them honestly but
hardly ever got to fight with the one person she really wanted to fight with.
With the question from Mia she
Sweet Repression: Seemed like Sachin was following along just fine now.
"But you like it when I start...." Innocent widening of eyes up at him,
fingers moving to playfully nudge his shoulder. (d)
a doves flight: nodded. "Aye yer nu shower or bat. we 'av sum 'erbal soaps
an' al' too." Don't worry Mia a lot of people had trouble understanding
them. She would start for that door that came to the apartments which was
just off to the side of
a doves flight: the main room. "Sachin i'd be loike me puttin' on sum
drawers, puttin' a sock in me panties an' callin' meself a dude den." (D)
Born of Gaia: Gone all night and most of the day, but here now and passing
from Grr to the apothecary. She looked a bit better than she had the day
before, but mood swings seemed abundant for Lainn as of late. In hand a
small wooden box, which
Born of Gaia: was for the shop. She just needed to know where to put the
conents because...well, she wanted to contribute something even if it wasn't
much. For the moment, she followed the sultry sounds of Dove because that
was the voice she
Born of Gaia: recognized.
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of avian magic: - A brow would raise and shook his head in amusement. -
An Eve Slayer: Now another smirk arose. "Alright, you got me there, Pussy."
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a doves flight: Dove had a sultry sound? Ooooh baby myabe her and Liann
could talk after the bit of healing. She did see her and wave to her looking
back at Sachin and waiting for her to follow. "Sachin de point av al' av dis
is ter
a doves flight: understan'. people 'ere are born ter 'er.. were from 'er
from de start.. sayin' 'er name loike dat.. treatin' 'er as a fashion trend..
'ill git yer killed." (D)
BeautifullyCure: *She walked up the stairs and just desided to find the
room, or she hoped sh could without walking into one *
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of avian magic: As I said, I didn't realize.
Sweet Repression: The thought of Dove doing that was a little bit amusing,
but Sachin doing that was not as amusing. But Dove was the one doing the
explaining at the moment, could help some, though, right. Hand motioned in
the direction of Sachin as*
a doves flight: She was helping her find it and coming to it. She'd call
down to Sachin to keep up the other conversation. "Ignorance is not an
excuse. yer nade ter study waaat yer are. you're in a magic shop
a doves flight: for Pete's sake.. peck up a damn buk." (D)
Sweet Repression: brow quirked a little bit. "You did follow a religion
before, though, and would you normally use whichever deity's name in vain?"
Still, a brief nod to the newcomer, Lainn, before looking back up to Alec.
"Figured that I would *
BeautifullyCure: *She turned ot dove and chuckled slowly, the conversation
made her laugh, she hushed the chuckle and smiled slowly*
Sweet Repression: have a point with that." (d)
Born of Gaia: A wave to Dove and one to Celesse...whose scent she recognized
well enough. It was all over the recruit pool area! The conversation, what
little she heard, had her attention, though she wasn't going to butt into it.
The box was
Born of Gaia: set on the counter for the moment.
of avian magic: Well I'm sorry none the less.
An Eve Slayer: Well, Alec would've expected that the filter in the pool
would've cleared up that scent by now. Maybe someone should look at that.
Ahem.
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Sweet Repression: The recruit pool was a very good place to hang out during
this time of the year, and Alec's scent should be just as easy to pick up.
Alec could always take apart the thing to look into it. Well, since there
was waving now, would *
a doves flight: (( BRB I got to feed my kids! ))
Sweet Repression: wave. "Just a matter of learning protocols, but some
things are common sense." Since Dove was leaving them, index finger got
pointed at Lainn. Might as well introduce themselves. "I'm Celesse, and are
you a member of Dove's *
Sweet Repression: pack?" (d)
Born of Gaia: Lainn didn't see Alec right away, Celesse she'd seen once.
The entire recruit pool area smelled like the two of them! Apparently it was
good for more than just hanging out, and that's okay. When you gotta do it,
right? Heh. A
Born of Gaia: nod given to the question. "Aye, eh am. Well, a gues' o'
t'pack. Kine o' adopted by Quin. Eh'm Lainn."
An Eve Slayer: It was a bit more than just 'when'. More like having a
checklist in his head, and going down the lot one by one. Lucky he hadn't put
this place on the list. Yet. Course if they had a bathroom around... Anyway,
Alec wasn't hard to
An Eve Slayer: spot. He had Celesse's waist in one arm, and she'd been
prodding him now and again while teasing the poor bloke.
Sweet Repression: Alec was horrible, and the man deserved to be teased. So,
there was no poor bloke anything going on over here. "Quin...I met him once,
sort of, he was fighting..." Canine toyed with bottom lip for a moment in
thought to try and *
Sweet Repression: think back to events. " ..Luc. It was an interesting
match to watch going on." Speaking of prodding, a fingertip would find its
way in between two of Alec's ribs now...lightly. "This is Alec, we hang out
with Dove a lot." (d)
Born of Gaia: He was such a quiet guy. Easy to just...not see him there
hiding behind Celesse! The redhead nodded. "Aye, soun's 'bout righ'."
regarding Quin. She looked to Alec and nodded. "Bon. Dove's a par'y all on
'er own." she smirked
Born of Gaia: .
of avian magic: (I'm gonna go take a nap. I should be back later.
An Eve Slayer: Alec was taller than Celesse! He couldn't hide behind her if
he wanted to, which was never. More likely to be standing between her and an
oncoming lion armed with nothing but a throwing knife and his wits. He was
quiet because his
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An Eve Slayer: mouth often got him in trouble, especially lately. Trying to
behave himself for once, since he was fond enough of Dove, anyway. Hate to
cheese off the wrong sort in their territory. That's just mental. So he
nodded back, but only
An Eve Slayer: after a squirm from that jab at his ribs. "Oi, keep poking,
see what it gets you," he grinned back at Cel.
Sweet Repression: Quiet? Well, Alec did have those quiet moments, it was
when the man got going when things could get...a whole lot more memorable
with the man. "Dove does keep things entertaining, one of the reasons I like
her so much. That and *
Sweet Repression: she's been a lot of help since we've run into her." But
they had been on this territory a few times now, and Alec had been vocal just
fine before. If the feline had to keep poking at him to get him to talk,
that's what she'd do.*
a doves flight: ( Back! Okay kids are fine, feed. damn things think they
need food more than once a day. )
Sweet Repression: Another light poke was given to Alec's rib now, but more
because of the words. "Really now? What's it going to get me, pillow?" (d)
Born of Gaia: [right. I just fed mine friday and he expects dinner tonight.
Do I look like betty crocker? I think not.]
Born of Gaia: A nod of agreement to what Celesse said. "Aye, tha' she is.
All rainbows an oonicurns, she is." She smirked, snorted a little laugh.
a doves flight: She was way helping Mia in the tub or the like? That
sounded right. Once she got her settled upstairs to get her shower/bath or
what have you she'd come back down. She was rainbows and unicorns? Awh how
lovley! Better than how
a doves flight: she'd describe herself. "Aye oi tink yer 'av it wrong. oi
'eard she wus a paranoid wee ninny who knows not." Also a GoT fan but that
wouldn't surprise anyone would it? (D)
Born of Gaia: Sky blues turned to Dove with a slight rise of her brow and
amused grin. "Bah. Anehon t'call 'er a wee ninny ought 'ave t'ere tongue
split." She nodded.
a doves flight: Dove checked twitter then arched a brow. "Thar's another
pack roi the-nite. nahala an' quin challenged each other." Ooooo wasn't that
fun! (D)
Sweet Repression: "Looked like an angry rainbow the one day." Chuckling
softly as head tilted to look over at Dove, but nose wrinkled some. "Who in
their right mind would call you a ninny? Haven't seen any signs of that."
Nahala and Quin fighting*
Sweet Repression: each other? That would be a good fight. "I want to watch
that one, I think." (d)
Born of Gaia: Nahala....Had Lainn met her yet? Had to think on that for a
moment. "Nae sure eh've me' 'er. Shoul' be int'res'in nunth'less."
a doves flight: Dove wasn't sure if they did since Nahala had dealings
elsewhere out of the realm. With the question from Cel she looked to Alec
they were allowed to watch that one too. "'tis gran' for de
a doves flight: pack. keeps de aggression down if everythin' is in public."
It was interesting but she had a feeling it will end up in blood shed and
clothing shed. (D)
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Sweet Repression: Clothing being shed during a fight would just make things
more entertaining, right? The blood was just a sign of a good fight. Giving a
slight nod of her head with Dove's agreement. "Glad to be a help, not that
some aggression*
Sweet Repression: isn't good. The fight between Quin and Luc was better than
most of the fights I've seen recently on Order grounds." (d)
An Eve Slayer: Why was Dove looking to Alec while answering Celesse? He'd
just popped in via Kass just so he didn't have to sit there at the lab all
alone while under quarantine.
a doves flight: Because it was a new fight and not just the one from the
other day. She had to make some candles now it had been needed since last
night but now it was new. "Maybe the-morra. oi tink quin 'as most
a doves flight: av de patrol duties the-day. oi tink luc lef.." Twitter
reading was fun. Also she had mentioned rooms upstairs but there was also
the area which was semi private. If they were going to check a place off
their list they could
a doves flight: later. Wouldn't be the first time someone did there. "Nigh
risk popped aff yisser clothin' an' tuk de pen? remind me ter puk 'imself."
(D)
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Born of Gaia: Quietly listening for the moment, but she slid the box closer
to Dove. she could do whatever with the contents. It was bottles of various
poison antidotes, all labled.
Sweet Repression: Alec: brilliant scientist, but horrible with body language
at times. Fingertips lightly tapped along the outside of her thigh in
thought, at least she was no longer poking Alec to death. Twitter reading was
fun. Dove didn't need to*
Sweet Repression: encourage Alec, the man did that enough on his own. "Why
are Nahala and Quin fighting, anyways?" (d)
a doves flight: Oooo.. was it.. presents? It was presents! She was taking
the box, lifted the lid and grinned a bit seeing the contents. "Luk at dis
'itch. makin' me do work addin' it into inventory an' lockin' away." Box
opened she moved to
a doves flight: the counter to get one of the tablets. Posions were always
fun! Question about Quin and Nahala. "Quin is a player type an' nahala...
an' 'im.." Made a circle with one hand and used other to have index finger
work
a doves flight: it. (D)
An Eve Slayer: Twitter reading.... pissed Alec off. No joke, his jovial
attitude just evaporated in a second while his expression soured into a
full-out scowl. Jaw clenched, keeping mouth shut. This was a very, very good
thing.
Born of Gaia: She smirked. "Eh'd 'ave put 'em away meself, bu' eh dun know
where t'ey go. Jus' antidotes fer typical poisons." Poison ivy and the
like. If someone needed an antidote to something less common, she could do
that, too. Hearing
Born of Gaia: Dove's statement about Quin and Nahala, a derisive snort
followed, she shook her head. Typical Qun.
a doves flight: Poor Alec. She made a face to Alec. Moved to him and gave
a kiss to his cheek before returning to her work. "Ah speakin' av romantic
things. oi towl aj yer man owes me at laest wan romantic dinner after de
other day." It really
a doves flight: was a TYPICAL quin moment but that was always Quin. (D)
Sweet Repression: "Mmm, that is a good reason to fight in the ring. Make her
feel better, and I know at least one thing that probably won't work on
Nahala." Phone would get tugged out after a moment with watching Alec's
reaction. Sighing softly *
Sweet Repression: as the device got tucked back away. Leaning a little more
into the man, fingers sliding to let arm slip around his waist. Lifting head
up to bring lips close to his ear for a brief time. Looking back to Dove.
"Romantic dinners are*
Sweet Repression: good." (d)
Born of Gaia: Folding her arms over her chest, she smirked. "Eh'm nae
surprised. Ye shoul' ask 'im fer sumpt'in' o'her t'an dinner, t'ough. 'e
likes t'dinners. S'ow 'e made up t'me couple weeks ago. Ferce 'im t'get
creative."
a doves flight: "Well.. aj wus 'intin' ter run aff an' git married an' move
in.. needless ter say oi said naw." Wasn't that fun news if they didn't know
it. But with the romance department she shrugged. "'e's a rank boyfriend
a doves flight: but oi dunno. still loike de jerk." Did Cel notice she was
putting away posions? (D - BRB got to rescue my dogs from the kids ))
Born of Gaia: Antidotes!
Sweet Repression: The feline was a little distracted by Alec, but
considering she was curious about everything...it was likely that she'd
notice the poison antidotes. Just would take a little longer than usual for
it to click mentally, that's all. *
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Sweet Repression: Good to know for the future, because she did deal with a
variety of weapons. Fun to coat some from time to time in poison, and usually
smart to have the counter nearby. Anyways, hadn't known about the whole AJ
thing. "Wait, what? *
Sweet Repression: He asked all that" Tempting to go back to poking Alec if
he was going to be grumpy again. (d)
Born of Gaia: Do it. Poke him.
An Eve Slayer: "You know what, you've got a point, Pussy," Alec suddenly
brightened up inexplicably. "I'll just wash my hands of the both of them,
then. And I won't hear any whining from her when I've done away with that
loathsome thing." There,
An Eve Slayer: see? Now he was in a better mood!
Sweet Repression: That wasn't what she had meant at all! Where was an area
that Cel could talk to Alec where no witnesses could see her strangling him?
Fingertips curled a little bit into the side of his side, now Cel looked a
little bit grumpy. *
Sweet Repression: "Pillow, not quite what I was thinking about." (d)
An Eve Slayer: "Ow!" Alec winced and shifted away from the pinch. "When did
this turn into I'm not allowed to kill any vampires anymore?" he huffed back.
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Sweet Repression: She hadn't pinched, just tightened her grip some on his
side, but would have deserved the pinch, too. A slight shake of head was
given. "Didn't say you could kill any anymore, just should have a reason for
the killing." (d)
Sweet Repression: couldn't*
An Eve Slayer: Now a firmer stare was sent at Celesse, voice lowering some.
"Where do you suppose they got the faerie wine?"
Sweet Repression: "Ninian...where else would they have gotten faerie wine
from? Chaos faerie, and usually the main supplier of the stuff around here."
Quirking brow a little bit. "But they were already in a relationship before
this, and could get *
Sweet Repression: it annulled if they so wished. A little bit fast for this
kind of thing, but you do remember the talk with Cori the other day, pillow?"
(d)
a doves flight: (( So I went to get my dogs. I found my youngest putting
her Face in the dog's and yelling. That turned into a conversation about why
it's a no-no. )
a doves flight: Antidotes! Mun was distracted by the kids and making sure
no one was choked by the other's makeshift collars since they're playing
'puppy'. Hearing them she arched a brow. "So they did git married? dat
queck?" Was she the only
a doves flight: sane one not rushing things? (D)
Sweet Repression: Shoulder lifted a little bit with Dove's question. "Seems
like it, and it happened so quick because of the faerie wine." That's what
it said on twitter, right? No, Dove was not the only one to take things slow
around. (d)
a doves flight: "Cel yer want ter 'elp me make a bachelorette party for val?
ye gettin' wan 'osted yet? oi'm willin' ter do both." She had a feeling most
of the women around in the order needed to get a little drunk without men
around. Same with
a doves flight: a few from her pack. (D)
An Eve Slayer: Hey, Alec and Celesse weren't rushing anything! They'd been
together a good long while. "The hell does that stuff do to you, anyway?"
Alec frowned. "Yes, I remember, but that was before she went mad, wasn't it?
She gets with this...
An Eve Slayer: vampire," his expression just cringed with the word like he'd
just swallowed a bit of sour milk, "and suddenly she's completely off the
deep end. Prancing about all bitten up talking like she can just let him
drain her whenever he
An Eve Slayer: likes. And those marks on her aren't like ours, Celesse.
That's not the mark of a mate. That's the mark of food."
Sweet Repression: Oh, now there were better things to talk about.
Bacherlorette parties were always fun. "Just let me know how I can help you
out with Val, and no one has mentioned anything to me about one, yet." Nose
wrinkled some while grip *
Sweet Repression: loosened a little along the side of Alec to start a
soothing caressing movement. "Not entirely sure what faerie wine does, but
its supposed to have some extra effects. I don't trust the stuff, so avoided
it." Cel hadn't seen Cori *
Sweet Repression: in a few days, so wouldn't know about how she had been
acting recently. "Sometimes the mark is the same, but the marks probably
aren't the same, pillow. She should be taking care of herself better." (d)
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a doves flight: "airy wine if 'tis de seem we stock puts thoughts av lust
an' love into de person drinkin' Laest that's waaat ours 'ill. i'd bleedin
bloody use de rayle passion fruit meself. better effects." She thought
about it but shrugged her
a doves flight: shoulders. Looking to Alec she gave a frown. "Oi nu 'oy
yer fale but.. sometimes.. 'umans do loike it.. an' they git things from
bein' feed aff av. oi'm
a doves flight: not for it an' oi wouldn't but.. she seems ter loike
'imself? oi guess that's somethin'." She'd never be fed off of but now she
was turning to subject back to Cel. "So yer nade wan too. waaat aboyt yer
alec? yer
AIongWithMe: Gabriella came into the shop with a duffle bag over her
shoulder. She'd be procuring! Her eyes were on the list Nahala gave her.
Mouthing out some of the names of the items. A soft nod as she thought it
over. Stuffing the list into
a doves flight: 'av a bachelor party?" (D)
AIongWithMe: the pocket on her dress she looked up to see who was there.
Setting the bag on the counter.:::
a doves flight: Dove looked over to Gabs and eyed the bag. A smirk came to
her lips wondering what all was crossed off the list. (D)
An Eve Slayer: "Oh, I know all about how humans like it. Wonderful trait for
a predator, don't you think?" Alec scowled again. "Perfect way to keep your
prey from struggling, as if a human ever had a chance at that anyway." Now he
sighed and
An Eve Slayer: resorted to pacing in agitation. Need a reason indeed. How
bout he's a bloody vampire, since when wasn't that reason enough!? "No. Don't
expect I'll have a bachelor party at all," answered Dove, eventually.
Sweet Repression: Distracted for a moment as Gabriella's duffle bag was
eyed, the woman was seriously shopping today. Giving a flash of a smile to
her in the way of a greeting. "Been busy or just getting started?" Well,
since Alec was starting to *
Sweet Repression: pace, fingers would uncurl from their placement along his
side to release the man. Huffing softly in the direction of him. "Think that
you would enjoy a bachelor party, might do you some good." (d)
a doves flight: "We cud do a combo party for de two av yer. a few tren an'
weemen strippers aboyt... nice club settin'.." She was trying to distract
Alec from being so pacy. She'd eyed the bag of gabs but step from the
counter again. This time
AIongWithMe: Gabriella turned to see Alec pacing. And speaking about the
Predator again. Hmm. Eyes moved to Dover with a smirk then a smile to
Celesse, "Almost done. I've got everything on the list except Griffon's
feather. I plan to get that
a doves flight: to move towards the bar area. "Who wants sum tay? we can
make sum plans an' git sum tay." (D)
AIongWithMe: tonight." She smirked and clapped her hands together rubbing
them a bit in excitement. "It's going to be fun.":::
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An Eve Slayer: Did Gabriella think Alec had ever stopped thinking of
vampires as a race as anything other than a plague upon the rest of the
world? He still wanted them dead. All of them. Only a very select few got the
pass. Outliers on the
An Eve Slayer: statistical spectrum, but the bulk of them? Burn them all and
let him help if you're kind enough. Dove's suggestion wasn't helping. "No,
thank you, I've got enough reminders of what the rest of them think of me.
Don't need to go
An Eve Slayer: crashing you and Celesse's party ontop of it."
Sweet Repression: Head tilted in the direction of Alec as a smirk started to
play across her lips with the mention of tea. "Think that Alec could do with
some catnip tea." That would help get the man to be less...pacey. Sighing
softly as she would*
Sweet Repression: just simply move to intercept the man and let fingers grab
a nice handful of the fabric covering his chest. Steps started carrying them
both in the direction of the bar, accompanied by the muffled sound of metal
hitting bone. *
Sweet Repression: "Gabriella, you want to help us with planning?" (d)
a doves flight: "Maybe oi wus invitin' yer.. ter strip." Grinned to him
having had to say it since she thought he might enoy it! She was going to
look at in the bag but thought it might be better to try to calm Alec. She
was already coming to
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AIongWithMe: -[ Ahahah ]-
BushQuagmireIraq: ALONG WITH ME
AIongWithMe: -[ Hi! Is Bush's War in Iraq Over?!]-
BushQuagmireIraq: WE PRAY
AIongWithMe: -[ xD ]-
BushQuagmireIraq: TO ALLAH
Born of Gaia: [Don't encourage him.]
AIongWithMe: -[ Sorry...]-
a doves flight: the stove area to place on the water as they spoke about the
feather. "It might be craic ter do somethin' loike a 'unt loike dat since
sachin's sire 'asn't chowed yet." (D)
Born of Gaia: [xD]
Sweet Repression: ((So mean to play with his emotions, lol ))
AIongWithMe: -[ I can't help it...]-
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AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled, "Are we planning that Bachlorette party Dove
mentioned on the Twit-ter?" Smiling softly that fang filled smile as she
watched them move towards the bar. Sliding the bag behind the counter she
stepped over with
AIongWithMe: them. "Alec, how's your lab's construction coming along?":::
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a doves flight: (( moonwolfstory.info/ (Keyword to:
moonwolfstory.info/) Info Deadwood ))
Deadwood Graves: (Thank you~)
An Eve Slayer: Dragged along by Celesse, which was fine. Alec wasn't exactly
putting up a fight over it. "Point is for you girls to have your fun. Not
have me hanging about," he shook his head. "Wouldn't be a proper party that
way." Gabriella's
An Eve Slayer: question wasn't ignored, though. "Repairs are done. Just
going through cleaning and sterilizing from the construction. Should be ready
tomorrow."
Sweet Repression: "Well, working on planning...which one are we talking
about right now, Dove? Think right now we're on Alec's, because the man seems
to think he shouldn't have one." Good that Alec wasn't putting up much of a
fight, because it was *
Sweet Repression: happening. Coming to a halt directly in front of the couch
before suddenly flash Alec a mischevious smile while releasing that handful
of fabric to splay hand on his chest and simply...push him backwards onto it.
Snorting softly, *
Sweet Repression: looking over to Gabriella as she made way over to the
counter. Did need to get the man's tea, right? "The other option we were
talking about was a joint party, but he's still being stubborn." (d)
An Eve Slayer: "Didn't say I shouldn't, just that I likely won't. Haven't
exactly been making many friends lately, Pussy." Which was fine. Stuff them
if that was their attitude. And he'd get rather abruptly pushed into the
couch. "Just trying not
An Eve Slayer: to spoil your fun, is all." Blimey, treat him like some kind
of nit for caring!
AIongWithMe: Gabriella looked to Alec and nodded, "Very well." Then a look
to Celesse as she explained. "Hmm, joint party would allow male and female
strippers yes? I think that would be nice. Not all women enjoy men only, and
vise versa." As
AIongWithMe: if they didn't already know. A soft shrug, "I have not been to
a strip club, but I have seen it's procedure on tv shows." Nod.:::
a doves flight: She was making tea while the mun was doing a puzzle with the
kid. She was doing the boil water then pooring it into a serving kettle.
Questions out there. "Oi wus tinkin we
a doves flight: cud do val a pure bachelorette wan den yer two 'av a joint
wan. Ah've been ter a joint wan they can be craic." She grinned. "Or cel
can do a wee party jist for 'imself an' invite sum av yisser girlfriends over
for show an'
a doves flight: tell." (D)
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AIongWithMe: She just...stared at Dove. Trying so hard, "I'm sorry...could
you repeat that..." That look of 'what is she trying to sayy?!?' on her face
right now.:::
Sweet Repression: "The mixed one could be fun, for a few reasons. Haven't
been to a strip club in...I can't remember how long exactly." Well, since
Dove did have the serving kettle handled and Alec was being Alec. Moved back
over to the couch to *
Sweet Repression: plop down into the man's lap. Lifting lips long enough to
whisper something into his ear, then attention went right back to the
conversation. (d)
Deadwood Graves: Cedric had been traveling for quite some time now in search
of rare ingredients to make specialized potions for his collection. It was
about time he took a break and from it and relax. And what better way to do
so then at a bar.
Deadwood Graves: He made his way in, blue eyes observing the interior which
he found to be pleasing. Making his way to the bar he sat himself down at the
far end of it, setting his hands on the bartop and getting his bag of coins
ready for payment.
Deadwood Graves: A yawn couldn't help escape his mouth as his travels did
make him weary. A hand brushing through his shaggy black hair before craning
his neck side to side, popping the stiffness out of it.
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An Eve Slayer: "She said she was thinking of doing a proper bachelorette
party for Val, and then a joint one for me and Celesse. Or, Celesse could
have a small one just for me, and invite, well you lot I suppose, to it."
There, see? Alec can
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An Eve Slayer: translate. Dove was going to be Mother, then? Well that made
sense in a way. Cel's whisper had him thinking. "There's two," he mused.
Either worked, though one gave him some ideas.
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a doves flight: She pointed to Alec since she got it. The invite thing
could be fun for another reason. Cedric was spotted so once the tray was
made for Cel and Alec she brought it to them with a wink then moved to
Cedric. "'ey lo, 'ey lo 'ey
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a doves flight: lo. failte ter de moon. lookin' for a draink, poshun or
other?" They shop was decided by a wall which was removed currently so they
could move back and forth enough. A smile was rare to be seen off of her
face from th last few
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a doves flight: weeks but she was in her element. (D)
Sweet Repression: Gaze had flickered to follow the unfamiliar male for a
moment and a look over, it was automatic to assess. Alec can work as a
translator, couldn't he? Fingers traced for a moment over the curve of Alec's
jaw to follow it enough to *
AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled to Alec with a very noticable 'thaannk
yooouu'. On her face and mouthed with her lips. A nod given as she smiled to
the group. Getting out of her momentary daze she just smiled. "That sounds
good though. Private
Sweet Repression: then poke him in the front of his chest lightly. Smirk
directed up at him, making herself noce and comfortable in his lap. "Now,
why would you want to use the one that would have us going to a strip club,
if the destination was a *
Sweet Repression: strib club already?" (d)
AIongWithMe: ladies one for Val, joint for you two. It would be one hell of
a party." She smiled and moved back behind the counter to start unpacking the
goods she just procured. The different herbs and such that had gone back
recently.:::
Deadwood Graves: Cedric's eyes shifted to the voice speaking to him. He rose
up an eyebrow, squinting his eyes as he thought over for a moment as of to
what she said. A long pause before leaning his head in. "I'm sorry... Can
you... repeat that?"
AIongWithMe: Gabriella couldn't help but chuckle, holding it back the best
she could as her hand moved to cover her mouth. She's not the only one!:::
Sweet Repression: "Dove said Welcome to the Moon. Are you looking for a
drink, potion or other?" The feline piped up this time. (d)
Ce1ticRogue: Pulled the dor of teh Apothecary open and steps inside his icey
blues looking around within as he figured who he ws looking for was within.
He was in something a little more... well a little more him this evening, A
black shirt
Ce1ticRogue: two skulls facing towards his shoudlers as their jaws frammed
the Irish Drinking team logo. Over that was a black button up dress shirt
with green trim. Around his waist was what made him stand out back at his
tavern, a black kilt
Ce1ticRogue: with a single gold stripe down the side and a pair of boots
,unlaced mostly. -f-
Deadwood Graves: "Ah of course... Potions I've got plenty of. Some of your
darkest ale will do please." He nodded over at the one who translated for
him. "Thank you for that." He untied his sachet of coins, placing the payment
on the bar and some
a doves flight: She couldn't help but to laugh too! She was going to need
to hire Cel and or Alec as a translator. With the request for their darkest
Ale she looked over the bottles behind the counter. A few were pushed to the
side before she
Deadwood Graves: more for a tip. Another yawn, but this time he held his
mouth shut for it so it was more of a long inhale and exhale through the
nose. His blue eyes did some more observing, but this time of the people and
creatures in the place.
a foxs paw: Breanne came in from the outside. She had been trying draw the
bridge but it was getting to the anger. She had an old fashion drawing pad
in her hands along with a bag with strips on it holding her many pencils.
Her eyes looked
AIongWithMe: Gabriella turned to see the kilted man enter the Apothecary. A
smirk on her lips, she'd need to get used to the human form he was sporting.
"Trysten." She waved softly from behind the Apothecary shop's counter.
Putting things away
a doves flight: produced one along with a cup for the drink. Ale was opened
and the mug was filled for him with a wink. "Aye den oi 'ope yer enjoy de
draink." She set the bottle beside the man looking over to the next person.
Was that.. a
AIongWithMe: and what not. She had them labeled and everything! "How are you
this evening?":::
a foxs paw: toward the person who was asking for Ale then toward the Irish
Drinking person she followed in. She pressed her lips together as she
slipped forward a little more. Her body heading toward the cash register as
she looked toward
a doves flight: kilt? Her eyes came to (ce1tic) a smirk coming to her lips
before she looked away. Seemed like Gabs knew her and was handeling him.
"Aye anyone nade somethin' while oi'm back 'ere?" (D)
Ce1ticRogue: "Much better lass after seeing a fine bit o stuff like
yerself." He said as he looked at teh lass that passed him carrying the
pencils and pad. "Sprry lass Didnae mean ta get in yer way." He said to Fox.
He realized that standing in
Sweet Repression: First two fingertips lightly tapped against forehead to
give a brief salute in Cedric's direction with a wink. "No problem, it
happens sometimes." Didn't really find the accent too hard to follow, but
others seemed to. Glancing *
a foxs paw: her sister and flashing a small smile before she leaned down a
little and slipped her drawing pad in the draw. Looking for her tablet in
there somewhere tucked away.-d
Sweet Repression: over in the direction of the newcomer while lifting hand
to give a wave to Bre in the way of a greeting. (d)
Ce1ticRogue: teh doorway was a bad idea and moved over to the counter
resting his forarms on the countertop. "Wouldnae mind getting off me face
this evening if ye can direct me ta where I can get an jar." -d-
Ce1ticRogue: [Picture of Trysten available upon request]
Deadwood Graves: "R... right, thank you." He again hardly knew what she said
but he went along with it anyway. He firmly grasped his cup of ale, taking a
big swig of it before wiping the foam from his lips and curling his lips up
into a smile over
An Eve Slayer: Suddenly the place was filling up. But that was fine. Happy
to just sit there quietly.
a foxs paw: ( I wanna see! )
AIongWithMe: Gabriella just stared at Trysten, "What is it with this shop
that enhances everyone's dialects..." She just, put her hand to the bridge of
her nose. Trysten always had an accent, but he was speaking slang? Maybe. She
was too
AIongWithMe: confused to try and understand atm. "A jar of what exactly
Trysten?" Raising a brow.:::
Deadwood Graves: to the one who spoke at him (Sweet Repression). "I suppose
I'll be getting used to it... at some point or another." He set his cup on
the bar, both hands holding it this time as his blue eyes began to peer at
the ale inside of it.
Deadwood Graves: (Pic of my character is in my info. I'd like to see yours
too Ce1tic.)
a doves flight: Dove looked away a moment to the others it was something.
The request for a jar had her laughing at Gabs. "Yer man means a guiness.
yeah we'll git yer wan. cum sit down." Tending wasn't something she ever
done before but didn't
Ce1ticRogue: "Sorry lass fergot ye donnae understand when I talk like that.
Where can I get meself a pint of ale?" he asked again talking so she would
understand him. -f-
a doves flight: mean she wasn't going to try. She looked over to Bre and
gave a smile knowing she had been having a bad few days. She figured since
she was tending it was time to get herself one and got herself a nice mug of
ale like Cedric had
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a doves flight: before. Looking over to (Dead) she offered a point to
herself. "Oi'm dove. who ye?" Request for the ale was heard and since she
hadn't sipped hers she would set it near Cedric to keep her flies lined up.
Another mug taken to
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a doves flight: get herself one now so she could get a little buzz going.
"Yer keep dis up cel we'll nade ter 'ire yer as a translator." Would be funny
wouldn't it? (D)
Ce1ticRogue: He gave Gabs a wink and then looked at Dove smiling. "Lass if
ye can follow me d like a jar with a small one." He said looking to see where
he could sit his ass down.=f=
a foxs paw: Breanne let out a small low whistle for a moment before she
turned it into a song and sat down on the cash register at the apothecary
side. Her legs coming upward as she
a doves flight: Oh she followed him alright. "Aye oi got de jar part, waaat
de 'ells small one?" Nope sorry Dove never tended a day in her life. (D)
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a foxs paw: opened up her laptop and switched it up until she was able to
use it as a tablet. Finding a pen from no wear she was smirking silently to
herself. She started to draw daisies.-d
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AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled. "Sorry." A shrug given at she began putting
things away, "Dove can help you." Point. Mun is eating om nom:::
Ce1ticRogue: He looked around and then spied a shot glass putting it on the
bar in front of him. "A jar and a shot one lass." he said as he looked at her
and gave her a wink. "So what brings a fine bit o stuff like ye here?" He
asked as he watch
a doves flight: Eating with her? Unfair!
GoldenFirepower: The power of attraction was a great one. Had been some time
since he saw her so it was time to track her down. He ended up in the fields.
He looked at the buildings trying to gauge which one she was at. He licked
his lips walking up
Ce1ticRogue: her. "The short one be a whiskey that ill just slash out
later." He added as he looked seeing Gabs working. -f-
GoldenFirepower: to one sniffing the air to obtain the scent. She was close
by he knew it
a doves flight: (Dead) was looked at since he didn't announce his name yet
even though she asked. When he got the shot glass she snaped her finger.
"Damn 'tis waaat oi tart." Pouted a bit since she just didn't do it but
she'd just get on doing
Sweet Repression: "If you want to hire me, Dove, how many favors would that
be a week?" Little smirk would get offered to the girl, but attention did
shift back over to Cedric. Since Alec was going quiet, and the feline was
perfectly capable of*
Deadwood Graves: Cedric's eyes wondered over to Dove, then down at her cup
of ale, then back to her. "My name is Cedric Graves." Another drink from his
ale, savoring the bitter bite at the end.
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a doves flight: what she had been. The whiskey bottle was grabbed one with
the name of the Moon on the lable along with a wolf - home brew for the pack.
"Oi work 'ere. wan av de 'ealers an' customer service." That explained why
she didn't know
Sweet Repression: multi-tasking. Fingertip was lightly finding its way into
Alec's ribs to give a light tap every now and then. "Suppose if you hang out
around here for long enough, you will get a hang of the accent quickly
enough." (d)
BeautifullyCure: *She came down stairs slowly, dressed in a white blouse and
pair o blue jeans Mia seemed too rub at her neck and side, habit, she had to
remember to stop it. Even when she came to the bottom step she looked to the
bar area and
a doves flight: the drinks right? Right! "You?" She figured he was there
for Gabs considering they said hi. Cedric was giving a nod along with a
smile. "Nice ter meet yer." (D)
BeautifullyCure: smiled shortly when she saw dove But she hadnt seen
valeinte again. She walked toward the bar and slooly looked around abit *
Ce1ticRogue: "Figured while I be in town I would come see gabriella and
check out a few of the more friendlier places." He said as he held teh shot
glass in his hand and then looked at her. "Care ta join me fer a small one?
If ye do Ill give us
a foxs paw: Breanne let out a small little snicker as she erased the tablet
drawing. She was sitting at the Apothecary Cash register while Dove was
tending bar. Her fingertips ran over the tablet as she picked out a color
she wanted.
Ce1ticRogue: a toast." He offered as he held the glass. [f]
GoldenFirepower: There she was. He walked with confidence a certain strut to
his movements. He walked right in to the bar standing a moment almost
announcing that the devil himself had arrived. His eyes flickered just a bit
as he scanned the bar.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella looked up, finally done putting away the stocked
goods. "Just for the griffon.." She said softly then a smile up to Trysten as
she moved from behind the counter. Seeing him getting his flirt on she just
chuckled and let
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a foxs paw: As a small little whistle of 'here comes the bride' came out of
her. Maybe she was thinking of her mother-and-father but she might be crazy.
She watched teh man -Golden- made his way through the Apothecary toward the
Bar. Then
a foxs paw: looked back at her tablet. Happy she wasn't playing bartender.-d
GoldenFirepower: Not too many he knew but there were a few. He walked right
up to the bar counter taking a seat looking over the selection of booze
Deadwood Graves: The corners of his lips broaden his smile, as Dove's accent
couldn't help but amuse him, but he was starting to catch on a bit. "Pleasure
to meet you as well." He lifted his cup of ale out towards as a friendly
gesture. "That's a
AIongWithMe: his kilt do it's thing. Her eyes turned in a snap over to the
bar entrance. Feeling his presence all too late since she was stocking
shelves. A smile then crossed her lips once the shock wore off. Moving
towards the bar she looked
An Eve Slayer: Was this a shop or a pub? Alec couldn't tell anymore. Cel
poking him would get the man squirming under her every now and again.
AIongWithMe: to Dove and gave the woman a wink. Then her finger moved to
poke her sired's side.:::
Deadwood Graves: strong accent y'have there. Where you from, if you don't
mind me asking?" And another drink from his cup of ale.
AIongWithMe: It was both Alec! Sheesh, read the memos!:::
An Eve Slayer: Stuff the memos!
Sweet Repression: Oh look, it was a Tristan. The feline actually stopped
poking Alec while she perked up while raising her voice now. Shifting a
little bit in her spot in Alec's lap. "There, that's Tristan. The guy I had
the skinning conversation *
AIongWithMe: I'll stuff your memo!:::
BeautifullyCure: *She pushed to a leather chair and took a seat, Mia brshed
the dark obsidian hair from the side of her face and began too braid it
slowly, she turned to the regrister and looked to the girl there then to dove
and the other, she
a foxs paw: It also has rooms to rent!
a foxs paw: And a Fight Ring outside.
AIongWithMe: Oh yes, the fight ring. Shirtless men in kilts fighting.
Mmm.:::
BeautifullyCure: wondered what it would be like making friends here. Vale
had said yes to her working, and it was good enough for her to enjoy some
time without the drama of her past*
Sweet Repression: with. He likes it when I touch him." Goddess, Tristan
was going to kill the woman one of these days, just watch. Kilts were the
perfect thing to fight in. (d)
a foxs paw: Two Tristans for the price of.. ale.-d
GoldenFirepower: So much for the bad boy attitude. As soon as he was poked
he squirmed like a little girl if only for a second. He looked over to Gabs
holding out his arms "Well about time I found your ass. Trying to hide from
me here?" He heard a
a doves flight: ( Back made the kids milkshake )
GoldenFirepower: familiar shrill of a voice mentioning his name. The hairs
on the back of his neck stood on end. What was she doing here
An Eve Slayer: Oh it was his birthday, yeah? Alec was going to get to kill
someone! He remembered Cel telling him about that conversation. "Oh yeah? The
one who said he'd skin you?"
AIongWithMe: -[ Did it bring all the boys to the yard? ]-
a foxs paw: [ Did I get one?! ]
a foxs paw: [ No just the kids ]
a doves flight: ( No, just the kids! )
Born of Gaia: Returned frorm the dead. No, kidding. Back from somewhere,
though, and it looked like there were a few more people now than there had
been. The redhead ventured in and followed voices into the bar with a small
grin. Waggle of
BeautifullyCure: ( -gives paw a chocolate milkshake- )
Born of Gaia: fingers to Bre, who she hadn't seen in a while, as she
approached the bar and parked herself on a stool. For now.
a doves flight: ( - hands them out- )
AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled and hugged Tristan with a soft coo. "I am not
hiding from you. You know you can track me anytime you wish." That's
dangerous. But she gave the hug a squeeze, but feeling his body tense she
raised a brow. Looking to
AIongWithMe: where his eyes laid. "That's Celesse and Alec." She smiled
brightly, "Celesse has the most precious aura within her, something so pure."
She smiled softly to Celesse. Unaware of the trouble probably about to go
down.:::
Sweet Repression: Cel did not have a shrill voice, she tended to purr too
often for that. Huffing softly, hand motioning absently in the direction of
Tristan as she glanced back over to Alec. "Yeah, but it wouldn't have worked
the way he had said *
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a doves flight: "Aye i'll take a shot." Because she was needing one right
now to help her relax a little bit. She'd pic up another shot glass to shoot
herself a drin looking bac to Cedric who asked the accent. "Me family owns
dis place we al'
Ce1ticRogue: He held his shot glass in his hand, an elbo on the table as he
waited to see if Dove was going to join him in the drink or not. He also had
his other hand on his jar of guiness waiting to chase. He smiled hearing her.
"WOnderful
Sweet Repression: it." Glancing back over to Tristan to give a wave,
raising her voice again to the man. "Did you learn how to properly skin,
yet?" (d)
Ce1ticRogue: lass. Ill give us a toast." He said as he watched and waits.
-f-
GoldenFirepower: Hearing about skinning a cat he simply smiled and looked
back to Gabriella. There were other cats and beasts to skin these days. Cel
was of less important to him now. He returned the hug and kissed both of her
cheeks "Yeah you sure
a foxs paw: Whistling.
a doves flight: cum fore Oirlan'. you'll 'ear lashings av us 'av a nice
theck accent av de native tongue." Look at this the non-accent people were
getting on the low end of things. She'd lift her shot up to Trystan to get
their toast on the
a doves flight: way. (D)
An Eve Slayer: Couldn't be too much trouble just yet with Celesse in his
lap. Too hard to reach for the gun.
GoldenFirepower: you wan't me tracking you down all the time? Could cause a
bit of trouble" Hearing the shrill again his hand raised with middle finger.
He was occupied by a friend Celesse was just white noise now
a foxs paw: "Only Dove talks loike dat!" She called from her seat.
BeautifullyCure: *Well she desided fuck it!. She got up and walked over too
the bar. She tossed her hair aside and walked over and leaned on the bar. her
hands resting under her breast before she looked to dove' Hey ! ' she waved a
hand and smiled'
BeautifullyCure: can i get a shot of whiskey and a lemon ' she wanted to
just have fun, Yeah she could, the hell with men, she was going to enjoy the
first day without them !!!*
Ce1ticRogue: Seeing her lift her shot he thought for a moment and then
smirked. "Ready lass?" The stopped seeing the other lass Joining them. "A
short one and a jar fer ye as well lass?" Said to Cure-f-
Deadwood Graves: This time a slower drink from his ale as his eyes squinted,
paying close attention to Dove and... not understanding. He tilted his head
to the side, another pause. "... I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that last
bit? Ear lashings?
Deadwood Graves: What?" A puzzled expression painted across his face.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella smiled, "Well. You know I like my own space too. But,
you are my sired." She informed him as if he wasn't aware. "Priorities."
Simply stated. Hearing Celesse she turned to her raising a brow, then seeing
Tristan's middle
AIongWithMe: finger. Hmmm, wondering what that meant.:::
Sweet Repression: So mean to the kitty! Chuckling softly as Tristan just
flipped her off, and her voice was not shrill, dammit. Taking a moment to
simply stick pierced tongue out in the direction of the man. Back to
translating. "Dove said that *
GoldenFirepower: "Oh do not worry I know you need your space. That is why I
only came now. Give you time to do whatever it is you do" Was none of his
business so did not matter to him. What did matter was getting a good drink.
"So what is good
a doves flight: Cel was hired as Translator. Just saying.
GoldenFirepower: around here. I heard these people tend to piss in bottles
and call it alcohol" He sniffed just a moment looking back over the selection
trying to find something good but safe
Sweet Repression: her family from Ireland owns the place. You'll hear plenty
of people with the same accent." (d)
Born of Gaia: "Dove, ye bon swee' t'in'! Migh' eh git a glass o' Jameson
when ye 'ave a chance?"
AIongWithMe: Wasn't an accent. It was another language.
Irish-intypa-nese.:::
Sweet Repression: Wait, did Tristan just insult Dove's place? Fingertips
would start searching through Alec's pockets for something to throw. Oh did
have a pen in those ripped shorts. Muttering under breath while digging it
out before chucking it in*
Sweet Repression: the man's direction. (d)
Deadwood Graves: Cedric turned his attention over to the translator, nodding
his head in thanks. "Thank you. And who are you?" He rose a brow curiously,
drinking from his cup before observing the interior once more. "Nice place to
own..."
a doves flight: When Cedric ased what she said she pointed to Cel. There
was something in her face that found it a bit amusing to her She'd give a
tend of pink to the cheeks but moe orders ment she was serving. Jameson,
whisey, ales. She was
An Eve Slayer: "I guess he hasn't?" Alec then smirked to Cel. Irish wasn't
so hard to work out for him. Just a hop over the pond from England, so he'd
heard it plenty back home to make it out. "Blim
Ce1ticRogue: He lifted a brow looking at BeautifullySure waiting to see if
she was joining their toast or not, Then looked at Dove. "Will she be joining
the two of us lass or are we going ta do it by ourselves?" -f-
An Eve Slayer: "Blimey, he really is a prat, isn't he?"
AIongWithMe: Gabriella raised a brow, "Why would someone piss in bottles?
And what peoople? Wolves?" Raising a brow really, really confused. "I like
this place, thank you very much." Giving him a swat with the back of her
hand. "The beer is good
Ce1ticRogue: beautifullyCure*
AIongWithMe: and the shine is from my personal stash." Grumbling she moved
to the bar, "Dove, can I have a scotch?" Looking to Tristan to see what he
would order.:::
a doves flight: noting them all using the top of the counter and some chalk
from her pocket to write don the orders and names. Mostly to help her
remember who was there and what they were getting. She'd give a nod over to
Mia. "Yer feelin'
AIongWithMe: him a swat on the chest with the back of her hand***
Deadwood Graves: (BRB.)
a doves flight: better? don't nade yer gettin' woozy n us?" Dove was not
the tending type ths when she went to get the jameson she dropped the bottle
but soon picked it up before grabbing the scotch while she was down there.
(D)
a doves flight: Next shot, another, and more ales to give out. She caught
up soon enough on the orders and was sliding them to everyone She didn't do
bad just did not do good. Never hire Dove to tend your wedding folks. (D)
a foxs paw: ( still afk )
Sweet Repression: Prat was the new word of the day. Flash of a grin directed
over to Cedric, didn't mind translating. The feline's accent had been similar
before training had removed it completely, and then worked on duplicating
many. Now, it stayed*
Ce1ticRogue: "Feck it lass it be ye and I ready?" He said as his patience
had worn thin. "Afer the shot If ye want ta take a break i can have a go at
the bar." He said then cleared his throat. "Anyone else want ta join us in
this toast get them
Sweet Repression: in neutral. "Probably hasn't worked on it too much,
pillow." But since Cedric had asked who she was. "Celesse, I'm a customer
and friend of Dove's." (d)
Ce1ticRogue: up. " He waited a moment and looked at Dove. "Here is ta all
the kisses that Ive snatched, and vice versa." He said giving her a wink
before she shot his whisket and then
GoldenFirepower: Hit in the back with a pen he turned around glaring at Alec
to get the thing in his lap under control. He was then smacked in his chest
causing him to jump "Hey now none of that" Gabriella soon got off his lap and
raised two fingers
a foxs paw: WHISTLES. (afk tho)
Ce1ticRogue: drank half of teh mug of guiness. -f-
AIongWithMe: Gabs was in someone's lap?:::
AIongWithMe: Mun missed that one. -_-' :::
GoldenFirepower: He would have a scotch as well "Don't worry about it hun
just talking out my ass as usual" He adjusted himself in his chair to get
comfortable after the attack
GoldenFirepower: ((lol so did i but whatever i typed it ))
AIongWithMe: She smiled and looked to Tristan, "Well, these are good people.
I really would appreciate it if you tried to understand that." She scrunched
her nose at him then leaned over to kiss his cheek. Seeing the pen, she
raised a brow to
BeautifullyCure: *Mia grabbed her shot of whiskey and downed it past her
lips, she purred when the taste flowed into her, she laid the shot glass down
and wet her lips softly before her head leaned down and she purred in her
throat, god that tasted
BeautifullyCure: like heaven, she fiddled with the shot glass and took a
seat slowly before raising her bare feet to the stool and looked around to
the occupants*
AIongWithMe: Alec and Celesse, just smiling softly. A look to Trysten and
his toast. She chuckled lightly and shook her head. That man was something
else, he could charm the spots of a cheetah. Looking back around the shop she
just smiled. She
AIongWithMe: liked this place.:::
Ce1ticRogue: His shot glass was put down on the bartop as he smiled and
leaned against the bar again. "Nothing like starting a night out with a short
one and a toast." He said before he looked at Dove once more. "I dont mind
tending if ye need
GoldenFirepower: He shook his head a bit with a sigh "All the same I am who
I am" Being good people never stopped his mouth from running before. Had
played a good pet long enough could not choke it down anymore "So this is the
place you have been
GoldenFirepower: running to lately hm. Seems quaint I suppose"
Ce1ticRogue: break lass. Gabriella can attest that I be good at it along
with other things." [f]
Sweet Repression: No regrets, Tristan shouldn't be insulting the MacBride's
place of business! Finger pointed at Tristan in response to Gabriella's
raised brow, she'd throw another if the man said something else. Slight
finger wave in the direction *
Sweet Repression: of Mia, but the feline was settling back down. Just making
herself more comfortable in Alec's lap as lips moved to whisper something in
his ear. (d)
BeautifullyCure: *She looked to dove 'Hey you want me to tend sweetie ?
valetine said i had to get used to working here ' she stood up and put her
bots back on, she was ready to tend, she needed something to do while she was
here*
AIongWithMe: She smiled to Celesse and nodded. She knew. A look then hearing
her name. "Hmm, Oh yes. Trysten is a good tender. As long as he can learn the
current drinks on the market. Mister, we only serve ale and whiskey here." Oh
yes, she
An Eve Slayer: Alec would get his mate under control if she needed it. Right
now, she was behaving just fine for his liking. So when Tristan glared at
him, Alec just smiled right back. Then that whisper from Celesse brought on
AIongWithMe: remember that comment from him once before. A look to her sired
then, "Yes, this is where I have been hanging out. There is a lot to be done
here. And honestly it keeps my mind off of a lot of things that tend to drive
me mad...":::
Ce1ticRogue: He looked at Gabriella and gave her a smirk that she would
recognize muxle or lips. "What else be there ta drink lass but Ale and
Whiskey?" -f-
Ce1ticRogue: muzzle*
a doves flight: The toast was laughed at and she took her drink but it was
nice seeing them understood she wasn't a tender - at all. She looked over to
Alec and Cel then back to the ones she was serving. "'ll be 'onest.. oi
don't
An Eve Slayer: an amused chuckle, and his own quieted reply.
a doves flight: tend. dis isn't me normal job. oi'm a 'ealer.. oi make
cures.. an' mostly.. oi fend things for people an' figure oyt waaat they
nade.. so either av yer tendin' 'ill be a godsend." Apron was taen from the
counter and handed over to
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GoldenFirepower: He listened to Gabs and shrugged just a bit. Fingers
absently tapped along the counter to the beat of his heart "Well as long as
you have something to do that is good" Eyes wandered around the room already
too many people for his
a doves flight: Mia since she was not cordinated enough to be a tender. She
looked over to Cedric who seemed to still be in lala land and just gave a
smile before going for the couch to check on her friends and what they were
doing.. (D)
Born of Gaia: Glass of Jameson delivered, it was picked up and taken over to
the nearest empty couch so she could plop down.
GoldenFirepower: liking around here. Was debating about just heading home
where he knew he could enjoy himself or maybe go out and have some fun of his
own
BeautifullyCure: *She smiled and took the apron and slid it on, Yeap she was
going to tend, she slid behind the bar and turned to the customers before her
hands rested on the top, she tilted her left leg up behind her and looked
around before seeing
AIongWithMe: Gabriella smirked to Trysten, "Lots of things. This era has so
many different alcohols." She laughed a little. Seeing Tristan looking about
she knew he wasn't comfortable in large groups. She gave a small side frown
and kissed his
BeautifullyCure: dove move off abit ot the couch*
AIongWithMe: cheek again. "I need to show Trysten the drinks." She informed
him. Moving behind the bar she gave Trysten the 'come hither' finger motion
and started to point out bottles. "Tequilla, Whiskey, Rum, ..." Kept
going.:::
Ce1ticRogue: He crossed his arm on his chest accepting that the one who
worked there should be tending and then looked afetr Dove as she left the bar
to go check on something. "Id have ta be dug outta that one so I would." He
said to himself
Sweet Repression: Out of control Cel would be a whole lot different, and
Tristan would not want to be on the receiving end of that. A pen would not
have been her weapon of choice in that case, at least not thrown capped from
this distance. Taking *
Ce1ticRogue: before looking at Cure. "Another short one lass." He said then
looked at Gabriella. "Why be ye back there lass? Im nae tending. I donnae
work here." -f-
Sweet Repression: the moment to whisper again in his ear. Keeping an eye on
the surroundings, brow lifting slightly. "Did you want something stronger
than tea, pillow?" Since people were now listing drinks. (d)
AIongWithMe: Gabriella shrugged. MISUNDERSTANDING Dove and her damn accent.
"Oh. I must have misunderstood Dove. I thought she said yes about it being a
godsend or ...something." Shrug. No worries. Back out from behind the bar so
Mia could tend
AIongWithMe: without Gabs getting in the way. Sitting at the bar beside her
sired and Trysten she smiled. Sipping her scotch.:::
a doves flight: She's normally be cool with it, trust her but mia worked
there everyone earned their keep. Spotting the pouty in him she couldn't
help but to pout a little bit herself. She was going to have to give a hug
to him. "Aye thar's
GoldenFirepower: He stood slowly and leaned over placing a kiss to each of
Gabriellas cheeks "Was good to see you" Yeah he had enough of all the people.
Already in trouble for speaking figured it best to just go before he said any
more. Back turn to
BeautifullyCure: *she moved out of Gabriella's way as she came around the
bar, she seemed to frown and looked around abit, she was unsure how things
worked she stepped back with she smiled pouring the man a short one and slid
it over and looked
GoldenFirepower: them he made his way for the door to head home where it wa
snice and quiet
An Eve Slayer: "Supposed to have a mission soon, so shouldn't test it before
that." Oh, but he looked intruiged, and quietly replied.
BeautifullyCure: around, she pulled the cell from her back pocket and
checked it before pusing it back in and eyed everyone*
a doves flight: room upstairs you' be gran' ter spend de noight if ya need."
Said to Cel and Alec before she went to Trysten to give a hug to him since he
seemed a bit pouty. (D)
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Ce1ticRogue: "Shedid call me a godsend lass, but then gave the apron ta this
lass here who keeps dozing off when I talk to her. " He felt himself get
hugged and looked over his shoudler reaching back and pulling her around to
his frount and
Ce1ticRogue: hugged her back leaving his hand on her hip, his arm aroudn her
back. "Another Short one fer teh lass here." He said as he nodded to Dove.
"Ive a good toast this time." -f-
AIongWithMe: Gabriella nodded, "Well, I can't understand most of the
MacBrides to be honest." She said to both Dove and Trysten. A soft shrug
given as she drank more of her scotch. Off went her sired. He was so
antisocial. A look to Trysten as
a doves flight: Snort.
Sweet Repression: "Well, guess that means I'll have to stay here for
entertainment why you do that." Didn't mind all that much, just look at all
the fun that was happening right now. But to answer Alec's question, index
finger lifted enough to*
AIongWithMe: he held Dove and mentioned another toast. Oh here we go.
Holding her scotch up with a smirk. Waiting for what would come out of the
man's mouth now.:::
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded and poured another, she handed it to (Ce1tic)
and slid it over before she leaned back, she was listening, she just seemed
to have a hard time keeping up with everyone she turned to the gilr ' i
understand dove almost
BeautifullyCure: perfectly, ' she smiled and looked to dove*
Sweet Repression: motion to Gabs for a moment. (d)
AIongWithMe: Gabriella was pointed at. WAVE! No idea why she was being
pointed at, but didn't seem to mind. Keeping her scotch held up looking to
Trysten.:::
a doves flight: She didn't mind the whole not being understood thing most
people didn't understand her. It's why Cel was her offical translator now.
Also she had other ways of communicating. Her hug meant both hands around
his shoulder and
An Eve Slayer: Brows raised at that. Really amusing and interesting.
BeautifullyCure: *Mia brushed her hair to the side and just waited, she
wondered if valetine would come back, she was the only woman she had gotten
to know, and she felt abit shy around others since she had just started. Her
toes curled on one foot
a doves flight: neck area but was soon letting go. Offer of the shot had
her looking over to Mia. "Not many understan' me, oi don't mind at al'. if
'tis overly important i'll repeat meself yer nu." Grabbing her shot glass
from where Mia was
a doves flight: sliding it. (D)
BeautifullyCure: before she leaned back on the wall and nodded to dove' Yeah
i had a brother who talked the same, i had to learn fast to adapt' *
Sweet Repression: But Alec sometimes translated for Dove, too. Hand moved to
wave back to Gabriella, and its not like it was a bad thing. Fingertip then
moved to lightly poke Alec in the ribs, because it was fun to do that. (d)
Ce1ticRogue: He passed the Short one to Dove and then lifted his. "Some
Guiness spilt on the barroom floor when da pub was closed fer the night. When
out of a hole crawled a wee brown mouse and stood in the pale moonlight.
a doves flight: Alec was her bonus translator.
An Eve Slayer: Well, Cel and Alec were a package deal, so there's that.
Ce1ticRogue: He lapped up the frothy foam from the floor and back on his
haunches he sat. All night long ye could hear him roar, Where be that god
damned cat!" -d-
AIongWithMe: Gabriella just...stared at Trysten. "I don't get it." Leave it
to Gabs.::
AIongWithMe: Buzz kill over here with the long black hair just...sipped her
scotch raising her brow. Not getting what the toast was about.:::
a doves flight: She chose and bought Cel for her friend and she came with a
second one for her. She was listening to the little toast and laughed some
shaking her head. The short one was raised for Trystan to tap glasses. "De
damn mouse needed
a doves flight: de scrap. yer nade de fight, de feck an' al' types av
passion for a proper life." That was a conversation she just had a few days
ago. (D)
Ce1ticRogue: His short one was tapped to DOves and he shot it down his
throat in a gulp before he looked at her listening. "Some things in life are
needed ta make it a good life. A short one with a good toast, A lass or a lad
in yer arms and
BeautifullyCure: *She staid silent and let everyone converse, she cleaned
the counter and put ip glasses, put bottles where they needed to be and made
sure to take orders when people wanted a drink*
Ce1ticRogue: another shot." He said with a smirk s he looked at Gabriella
seeing her confusion. "What has ye so confused lass?" -f-
An Eve Slayer: Another squirm from that poke. Alec didn't know which
entertained the feline more, her jabbing him in the side, or his squirming
underneath her from it.
AIongWithMe: Gabriella just smiled, "Nothing." She fibbed, but it really,
really wasn't worth it to try and explain any of that to Gabs. I mean...it
was Gabs. Finishing her scotch she rose to stand. A look about the room.:::
Sweet Repression: Gabriella would learn about all kinds of things hanging
out around here, it was alright. Fingertips would take a moment to dig phone
out of pocket after a tilt of head back to glance upwards to check on
something. Also, it was *
a doves flight: Gabs was still fun none the less. With the shot being
downed she slipped it over to Mia. This was her third one plus a nice jar of
ale since it had been there before. She was watching Alec and Cel who oddly
enough always seemed
of avian magic: - After getting some needed fresh air, he came back. He had
come back to see the group that he had been talking to was still there, and
then some. He looked to see Gabrielle and waved a little bit. -
BeautifullyCure: *she turned and refilled doves' drink and then put the
bottle down, she slid it over and looked to the group before he phone went
off, she lifted it and texted someone before she put it back in her pocket
and looked around*
AIongWithMe: Gabriella turned seeing Sachin step inside. "Hey, how are you
feeling?" Since she was already standing and Trysten was well enough
entertained she moved to the man. Looking at his neck, did he still wear the
silver? How was he
AIongWithMe: healing. Just looking him over a bit.:::
a doves flight: to make her smile. They were good people. She'd join at
the bar somewhere near Cedric and Trystan letting herself relax some. She
needed the time off in her own pub it made relaxing there easier. "So wha
yer from trysten?" She
Sweet Repression: both, but the end result was so much fun. Tucking phone
back into pocket. Almost time for Alec to running off on her, needed to do
something beforehand. Raising hands to sink into the man's hair to tug his
mouth up to claim his *
a doves flight: had her drin refilled it meant she had to drink it No
wasting right? (D)
Sweet Repression: lips in a kiss. For luck. (d)
Ce1ticRogue: he set his drink to be refilled and then Looked at Dove as she
asked and Smiled. "If I told ye lass ye wouldnae believe me. Lets just say
out of town and if ye really want ta know ye are going ta have ta get ta know
me better." He
Ce1ticRogue: said as he gave her a wink before finishing his guiness.-f-
An Eve Slayer: Well then. The rest of the universe would need to take a
number just then. Alec was busy being kissed and kissing Celesse back.
Already reminded him how lucky he was.
a doves flight: "Oi aint got nathin' but time oi'm kind av already on de
clock." Plus for her to get home it meant just taking a portal there. At
least her couch was doing fine right now and wasn't being abused like the
pool. Not that it hadn't
AIongWithMe: Gabriella raised a brow as the man was silent. Hmm. Her phone
dinged. Looking to it she growled, "Shit.." Moving to the counter she grabbed
her empty duffle bag, "I have to go." Moving with supernatural haste she
seemed to 'blur'
AIongWithMe: out of the shop's back door.:::
BeautifullyCure: *Mia saw him finis hthe guiness and then got him another,
she pushed it slowly to the man and leaned back, she looked to her neck and
then to her bandaged arm, the bruising was going down, thank god for that*
AIongWithMe: -[ Because the mun is super tired. :nod: Night everyone! ]-
BeautifullyCure: ( later )
Sweet Repression: ((Night! ))
a doves flight: been before but at least it was still pretty clean. She
watched Mia now and was looking at where she was injured before wanting to
make sure nothing was still bothering her or she needed a second healing
session. (D)
Ce1ticRogue: [ight hon[
Ce1ticRogue: night*
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BeautifullyCure: *She touched the scar on her neck, her hand came up to wipe
the tears away and she sighed, she turned smiling to everyone, her hand was
rubbed, a broken wrist still but she could do her job none the wiser*
An Eve Slayer: Oi! If Alec had more time, Dove. That's the sort of thing
that would get the checklist marked. A private room didn't count.
Sweet Repression: Breaking the kiss with a playful nip to the man's bottom
lip, she was slipping out of his lap. No, the couch was not being abused, and
would have liked it! Letting fingers run through Alec's hair before nudging
him lightly. "Make *
Ce1ticRogue: He watched Gabriella head out and then turned back to Dove.
"Well what would ye like ta know about me lass?" He asked ashe ran his finger
along the rim of his guiness. -f-
Sweet Repression: sure that you don't die or get stranded, pillow. Would
like for you to make it home tonight." (d)
a doves flight: She waved to Gabby to see her off but she'd look back to
Trystan a moment before speaking. "Al' roi. full name an' waaat yer do for
fun?" Getting up she'd move to the main part of the shop. Gave Alec and Cel
a pet on the head as
a doves flight: she went for the shelfs of herbs to find herself a few
types. Hummed as she did it using the notes to remember a song for the herb
types. (D)
An Eve Slayer: Oh irony. Alec started to smile, but something nagged at the
back of his head. No, he shook it off. Ruddy nightmares, that's all they
were. With the life he'd had, they were to be expected. So that smile finally
made it. "Course
An Eve Slayer: I'll be back. I'm getting married, you know. Can't miss that,
can I?" he grinned.
Ce1ticRogue: "me full name be Trysten STormcry" He started as he looked
seeing her wander off. "And I dae quite a few things fer fun. Drinking and
toasting, singing and laughing be just a few. "He said as he looked at her.
yep a regualr Irishman
Ce1ticRogue: this one was. A regular Bard in his own mind. -f-
of avian magic: - He looked to Celesse and waved a little bit.- Did I miss
anything?
Sweet Repression: "Well, some men do get cold feet, but that's usually much
closer to the ceremony from what I hear." Winking to him, the feline was
paying attention to the other conversation happening. Curiousity and all.
"If you got stranded, *
BeautifullyCure: *She turned to trysten and lifted a brow before looking too
dove and watched her go to the herb shelf. *
a doves flight: Smirked hearing Alec is was sweet. Sorry she didn't mean to
listen but it was very cute. She wasn't fully wandering off she had been
finding a few. One was a cream premade in a jar the other, dry herbs for
some teas. With the
Sweet Repression: I'd just have to go track you down. Couldn't let you miss
things, right?" Looking over to Sachin. "Not really, just people coming in
here and drinking." (d)
a doves flight: collection of herbs she came back to the counter setting
them down. Cream was pushed for Mia. "That's for paint an' muscles.. i'll
git yer a nice tay for pain in a second." Opening up a few jars she'd start
to answer him. "Craic
a doves flight: things in life al' needed ter be done." (D)
BeautifullyCure: *She smiled and looked over the jars. Mia lifted one in her
hand' o'h thank you ' she looked at the contints and rubbed her hand slowly,
the pain was getting to her, and it seemed dove saw, she frowned, she hoped
they hand't looked
BeautifullyCure: at her abit awkwardly as she looked to the group*
BeautifullyCure: ( can anyone see that, just asking because sometimes my
font looks like giberish(
Ce1ticRogue: [looks like my font to me - Ales and Wenches BB]
BeautifullyCure: ( its rockwell)
a doves flight: ( No trouble with it for me )
BeautifullyCure: ( some people cant see it so i had to ask lol )
Sweet Repression: ((Fine for me ))
Ce1ticRogue: [If I install it Ill be able to see it]
BeautifullyCure: ( ok )
Deadwood Graves: (Well I'm back.)
BeautifullyCure: ( wb)
Ce1ticRogue: [wb]
Sweet Repression: ((wb ))
Born of Gaia: [wb]
Deadwood Graves: (Thank you and thank you and thank you and thank you!)
BeautifullyCure: ( crap sorry if i took someones color )
An Eve Slayer: Alec's phone went off, and after checking it, shrugged. "Or,
might be postponed," he mentioned.
Born of Gaia: [No worries. I'll share if you stay in italics]
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Ce1ticRogue: He lifted his mug of Guiness then set it down before he looked
at Mia. "Can I get a shot of bailey's please lass? Think Ill do this as a
irish car bomb then head off." he asked as he ran his fingers over the
bartop. -f-
a doves flight: ( I haz two crayons.. - holds purple and black up all proud-
)
Mystikspride: ::sneaks in and up behind trysten wiggling the butt and
pounces:: bonzai!!!!!
Ce1ticRogue:
BeautifullyCure: *She turned to dove and nodded then to trysten, she got the
drink and handed it to him, she smiled' here you go ' she turned to the jar
she had and looked at it before she thought of using it*
Deadwood Graves: By now Cedric had finished his cup of ale. He frowned
slightly as he peered down at the foam at the bottom of the cup. "Well, looks
like it's time for another one." He set his cup on the bartop, waiting for a
refill.
Ce1ticRogue: He lifted the shot of Baileys and dropped the glass into his
mug before lifting it and drinking both shot and guiness at the same time
before he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Thank ye lass." he said
as he pulled out his
BeautifullyCure: (steals red for official color YAY !!)
OnlineHost: Kitsuneparadise has entered the room.
a doves flight: She smirked a second to Mia but hearing Trystan she might of
pouted just a moment but hide it after a second. She'd go about adding some
herbs together on one of the lids then offered it over to her. "Boil yer up
sum
a doves flight: water an' seep dis for a few minutes. it'll be gran' for
sum pain. if yer nade somethin' ter sleep i'll... be puttin' somethin'
together in a bag for yer in case oi'm not 'ere." (D)
OnlineHost: Kitsuneparadise has left the room.
Sweet Repression: "Just means that I get to bother you for longer before you
run off, pillow. How long is it postponed for?" Didn't mind in the least
that she would get to do that for longer. (d)
Ce1ticRogue: wallet from a pouch on his kilt and set the bills for the drink
and tip on the bartop. "It was a pleasure ta meet ye all. Hope ta see ye all
again soon." he said as he slipped his wallet back into his pouch and headed
for the door.
Ce1ticRogue: -f-
BeautifullyCure: *She nodded and brushed her hair back, she rolled a lip
along her teeth ' alright, ill boil it ' she shifted and took the offered
jar, she smiled' that you ' she turned to trysten and then smiled' please
come back again ' she spoke
BeautifullyCure: politely*
An Eve Slayer: "Up to an hour, or maybe shoved off until tomorrow."
a doves flight: Dove would lift her hand to her forehead giving a tap onto
it. " Aye pleasure ter meet yer. 'ope ter clap yer again." Poor Alec would
have to look at their pretty faces for another hour. She looked back to
Trystan a second and
a doves flight: kilt beofre turned back to the herbs She'd start a second
drink set up by knocking a few herbs nto a pile on the lids to get them nice
and mixed. Still being shy one of the herbs she stood and went to the
collection of jars to
a doves flight: find what she was looking for. (D)
a doves flight: (( moonwolfstory.info/ (Keyword to:
moonwolfstory.info/) For the guest here. ))
OnlineHost: Ce1ticRogue has left the room.
Sweet Repression: "Wouldn't mind it being postponed until tomorrow, but
getting it out of the way tonight...Kind of like the one where its moved back
to tomorrow." Chuckling softly, sometimes it was good to get things over
with, but Alec had been *
Sweet Repression: squirming a whole lot. (d)
OnlineHost: Mystikspride has left the room.
Deadwood Graves: Cedric slowly tapped his fingers against the bartop, still
waiting for his refill. A soft clearing of the throat as he rested his head
onto his hand.
a doves flight: ( WB Cedric. )
Deadwood Graves: (Thank you. Good to be back.)
of avian magic: I thought about going but I'm recovering from yesterday. -
That and the mun didn't feel like doing anything before her birthday
tomorrow. -
BeautifullyCure: *She turned and got the drink for ( cedric ) She slid the
drink to him and smiled' here you go ' she frowned, crap already messing up,
she looked like an idiot *
a doves flight: Cedric coming alive again was given a smile as she made her
way back to the bar counter. She'd set some of herbs onto the lid before
mixing it with a smile. "Wha do yer cum from cedric?" (D)
An Eve Slayer: "Looking more and more like tomorrow," Alec shrugged. Yeah,
he liked getting some things over and done with, but if it wasn't going to be
until tomorrow, then what else could he do? Maybe abuse that couch if Dove
didn't mind
An Eve Slayer: herself.
Deadwood Graves: He smiled kindly towards the one who served him, taking
noticed of her embarrassment. "Thank you." He nodded his head as he took a
huge swig of his ale, shifting eyes to Dove. "I come from a place called
Deadwood... Far away from
Deadwood Graves: these lands... Not really a place I would recommend anyone
to go to, unless you want to be a healer like myself. Even so, a bit too
wicked for foreigners." And that was the truth.
Deadwood Graves: *notice
Sweet Repression: Alec just wanted to abuse the couch, that's all. "Well,
if its not going to be until tomorrow..." The feline would move enough to
reclaim that previous seat in Alec's lap, because that was much more
comfortable, to her. Though, *
Born of Gaia: Apparently Lainn had dazed out. For a really long time.
blinking out of her daydreams and chaotic thoughts, a passing glance to see
who was about was given and her otherwise ignorerd drink was lifted for a
small sip.
Sweet Repression: attention would shift for a moment over to Cedric.
"Wicked in what way?" (d)
An Eve Slayer: That suited him. Arms wrapped back around Celesse's waist
once she settled down again.
BeautifullyCure: *She blinked to cedric, well she kept her healer status out
of it, mia wanted to just vanish from the face of the earth even from her
past, she rubbed her fingers slowly and looked to dve before she reached up
and touched the
a doves flight: Never going to happen dove NEVER minded her own self. She
liked people to much. Lainn was giving a nod but healing the story of Cedric
meant she was wondering about it. "Ayeoi are a 'ealer. dis is me shop yer
nu." The woman added
a doves flight: to him as she reached over the counter to grop for a shot
glass to place the herb mixture for now. (D)
BeautifullyCure: scars on her neck, she turned to dove talking and leaned on
the chair slowly before her toes curled again, she looked down shifting her
green eyes to look to her purple painted nails, yeah she loved herp urple*
Born of Gaia: Waggle of fingers to Dove from her comfy couch.
a doves flight: Wavveeed.
Sweet Repression: Doubted that Alec was going to shove her off of his lap.
Shifting some to get comfortable once more, arms would hook lightly around
his neck for now. Chin coming to rest lightly on the top of Alec's shoulder.
Lainn could always *
Sweet Repression: come to the fun couch. (d)
a doves flight: Don't do it Lainn!
Born of Gaia: Uh....no. No offense to the two of them, but she already know
what their 'fun' smelled like thanks to the recruit pool. No, they would
never, ever live that down.
BeautifullyCure: *Just leans back and watches the others*
OnlineHost: witheredoptimism has entered the room.
Deadwood Graves: Cedric looked over at the feline. "Well... It's a long
story but, to make it short, Deadwood is full of trees that appear to be
dead. They aren't, they are actually enchanted.
Deadwood Graves: And what they do is raise the dead... and cause them to be
extremely violent and chaotic." He paused to drink from his ale.
Deadwood Graves: "So, Deadwood has some of the best healers and enchanters.
They cast spells onto the dead to prevent them from returning. Most people
find it very uncomfortable to live in because...
Deadwood Graves: well, not everyone there knows these spells. Not exactly
paradise." And that was him trying to make the story short.
Deadwood Graves: (d)
OnlineHost: witheredoptimism has left the room.
a doves flight: Shot glass taken from behind the counter she sat it in front
of her and emptied the top of that jar so Mia could use it later. "Dat
sounds.. interestin'. depressin' as 'ell but interestin'." Frowned a little
bit as she considered
Born of Gaia: "Sounds like 'eaven." Commented to what Graves described of
his homelands. Finishing off the glass, she pushed herself up and carried
over to the bar for a refill. Who was tending?
a doves flight: the whole thing It was interesting in how sad it sounded.
A smirk kept to her lips as she looked over the others taking her own last
sip from the ale. She could tell it was starting to effect her but needed to
finish the set up
a doves flight: with the herbs. Lids returned as she spun then together.
Mia (beautifully) was the one tending them for the night since Dove proved
she was fail at it. (D)
Sweet Repression: Considering the feline was pregnant, and then there was
the coupon books that she handed out, which one of the coupons explained the
pool.....it was Alec, he had corrupted her. But distracted right now by
Cedric. "The trees make *
Sweet Repression: zombies?" Well, knew where she was never going to
vacation! Nope, not going to go over there. Shudder was seen with a wrinkle
of nose. "I can see why you left there, I would have left as soon as I was
able to." (d)
BeautifullyCure: *Mia turned to the girl as she walked up and smiled '
thanks ' she poured herself some whiskey and then downed it before she looke
to the others, the sting wasnt much of a taste but it helped with pain*
Born of Gaia: Wait...what? Lainn hadn't done anything! She just wanted a
refill!
OnlineHost: Nahala Valezquez has entered the room.
BeautifullyCure: *She refilled Lainn's drink and smiled before she backed up
and wiped the counter down slowly*

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Nahala Valezquez: -She stepped into the Apothecary deciding she had one more

thing to take care of before looking toward

Sachin.-"Alright....apparently..we have issues that need to be addressed.

Since you were bitten and infected, and NOT Born Garou

Nahala Valezquez: like some of us...I have taken the time to write out our

rules and guidelines. And you're gonna sit there and listen to all of them

and absorb them. Understood?"-d-

of avian magic: I had to write them yesterday. With my own blood.

Nahala Valezquez: "Well, they need to be clarified. Blood fades away on

paper. One....Gaia's name is only to be used when praising or honoring her in

some way shape or form. Unless you are praying to her. We pray to Gaia like

humans pray to God. We

Nahala Valezquez: worship, and are blessed by her as she is our mother. She

is mother to the entire Garou nation so unless you want every werewolf on

this side of earth beating you up or killing you on a daily basis., you will

only use her name for

Nahala Valezquez: Praise or praying."-d-

of avian magic: - He nodded. -

Nahala Valezquez: "We actually take MAJOOOOR Offense to her name being used

in Vain. To do so you might as well be insulting all of us. That is why QUin

and Keir were so furious with you the other day."

Born of Gaia: And Lainn!

of avian magic: I understand.

Nahala Valezquez: "Yes And Lainn!"

Nahala Valezquez: "Secondly.......when you are Garou, this is something you

need to put every ounce of effort into understanding. So..." -she pulled out

a big booklet of printed paper.-"You are to study this for the next few

weeks. And you will be

Nahala Valezquez: quizzed on each part of it every day until you have it

mastered. This is the various packs of the garou nation, some miscellanious

packs, and each auspice true garou have. You are to learn the difference

between each and who the

Nahala Valezquez: real enemy is."

Nahala Valezquez: "NEXT..........When you are around a pack of Garou, you

are to respect the chain of command. For you....that's every true garou in

this pack. That means you respect me, Quin, Keir, Lainn, ALL OF US."

Nahala Valezquez: "You understand so far?"

of avian magic: Yes I do.

Nahala Valezquez: "next.....when the pack fights....WE FIGHT TOGETHER. WE

DIE TOGETHER. There is no such thing as running away from a fight cause its

too hard, or leaving because you think you can't win the fight. Noooooo, A

pack is tied together. We

Nahala Valezquez: are one single unit. Fully united. Perfect example.....If

another garou from an outside pack were to attack Lainn....we would all go on

the hunt, and that garou would die. But we would all fight for Lainn. Same

goes for Quinn and

Nahala Valezquez: the rest of the pack. ONE SINGLE UNIT! Not multiple people

doing their own thing...we work together, fight together die together."-d-

of avian magic: Yet when I got bitten, there wasn't any call to go after the

one who bit me, and still out there.

Nahala Valezquez: "Yes there was."

Nahala Valezquez: (We haven't gotten to that part of the SL yet. Its the

hunt we're all going on)

Nahala Valezquez: (Unfortunately, All muns have been waiting on a day I'm

not working and things aren't hectic.)

a foxs paw: [ The Pack Works together. Fights Together ]

Nahala Valezquez: "Dove has been working feverently on finding the garou but

he is cloaked. Which means we'll most likely be fighting the Wyrm."-d-

of avian magic: As long as Dove is looking for him, I wont worry too much.

Nahala Valezquez: "And you're not actually pack. Just an ally so we're not

entirely doing this for you either. We don't need some rogue garou who's been

seduced by the wyrm biting more innocent humans to add to his numbers."-d-

Nahala Valezquez: "Now...Next, Shifting and hunting. Most pack members do

not hunt by themselves, especially females, and just because you're an

infected werewolf does not mean you're controlled by the full moon. I've told

you this before. Alot of

Nahala Valezquez: the wolves here do go by the full moon but you were bitten

by one from the Children of Gaia tribe and we go by the moon you were bitten

under. So for you its the gibbous moon. For me, Its actually the crescent

moon since I am

Nahala Valezquez: Thuerge. You should remember that rather then freaking out

every fullmoon."-d-

Nahala Valezquez: Last but not least as I'll probably give out more of the

laws when I'm not so damn tired, You are to act your age not your damn shoe

size. That is a law that applies to ALllllllllll adults. I don't do temper

tantrums and I don't do

Nahala Valezquez: pity parties. I will beat the shit out of you rather then

show pity on you for any thing. I am a moody bitch, I don't have time for

childish bullshit, and you WILL listen to what I tell you. Just an FYI."-d-

of avian magic: So I won't shift on the full moon. That actually makes my

work schedule a little easier.

Nahala Valezquez: "As a garou ally you are protected under the pack.

However, if you step out of line like you have been, we can and will enforce

the laws of the Pack upon you. And no, you don't shift on the full, you shift

on the gibbous which is

Nahala Valezquez: right before the full moon."

Nahala Valezquez: One last rule........I've told you this now All of this.

If you ask me any of these fuckin rules again and I have to repeat myself, I

am going Chronos on you just to put myself out of my own misery. I will not

repeat all this again

Nahala Valezquez: to you because it takes patience I don't have. I stay busy

a majority of the time, I tend to this shop just like a few others, I do

Invoices, inventory, clean up, stock, and help everyone out. I don't have

time to babysit you as

Nahala Valezquez: well as do all the shit I have to do on a daily basis.

Understood?"-d-

a foxs paw: Breanne raised a brow as she was sitting there listening. The

girl was playing with her tablet and drawing daisies. She was stupid like

that, when she wasn't completely in her own world. She had to smirk to

herself. Her fingers

a foxs paw: over the pen.

of avian magic: Yes.

Nahala Valezquez: "Good. I'm done here." -she moved behind the counter,

doing the inventory for the alcohol before cursing.-"ALRIGHT..Who snagged

some jameson and didn't write the shit down?!"-d-

a foxs paw: "Yer had to ask?"

Born of Gaia: Blame Lainn.

Nahala Valezquez: "Lainn! Pen! Paper! FUCK!"-d-

a foxs paw: "She isn't here." Breanne snickered as she looked toward the

"Grr" door.

Born of Gaia: It was half gone. Sheeesh!

a foxs paw: "Jist mark one empty fer 'er every day."

Nahala Valezquez: -She grabbed a piece of cardboard and a permenant marker

before writing a sign in beg Letters.- LAINN, WHEN YOU TAKE JAMESON, WRITE

THE SHIT DOWN! SO I CAN KEEP COUNT! EVERY BOTTLE." -she literally taped the

sign up with duct tape

Born of Gaia: Bre is brilliant.

Nahala Valezquez: just for Lainn!-d-

Born of Gaia: The redhead would undoubtedly be amused tomorrow.

of avian magic: I better go. I have to see my brothers tomorrow. I'll see

you guys later. - He then headed over to his room and pretty much passed out

to sleep. -

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