-insert name here-'s Place and Everywhere Else ~ Geezerville

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*While pushing the reel mower, his cell indicates an incoming text. Excited with the thought that Trina had responded so quickly, he pulls it out of his pocket and finds a text from Tony instead. stressed stare He rounds the side of the house and steps into the front yard, and judging by the austere look on the man's face, he knows it's not a mere social call. Showing the man some courtesy, he steps up on the front steps, and opens the front door.* Come on in ... stare  

[Omnompoeia]

{{ ... and now I'm being dragged to bed emotion_facepalm Will try to get something in tomorrow morning if the spouse isn't having me do a million other things stare }}

Antonio maintains his business face despite Dougherty glaring at him and simply nods before stepping inside the house. He gives the place a quick glance as he stands just inside the doorway, noting that it seemed pretty clean rather than appearing to have been neglected for the past several months. A bit suspicious, but then again, Dougherty -had- been there for almost a week now. One can only live with a layer of dust over everything for so long.

Without waiting for direction, he goes ahead and enters the living room, taking a seat on the couch while laying his briefcase on the coffee table.

"There's really no way to put this delicately, so I'm just going to cut to the chase. Pietrina is filing for divorce. I'm here to explain the terms to make sure you understand them and obtain your signature on a few things. If it all goes smoothly, we can avoid having to go to court with it. Lord knows how the paparazzi would be all over that." stare  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*He waits for Tony to step inside, then brushes the grass clippings off his shoes on the doormat before going inside himself. Closing the door, he was about to tell the man to take a seat, when Tony had already made himself comfortable on the couch. As Tony spoke, Will finds himself a bit caught off guard and his eyebrows furrow at the formidable news. confused ...Geezus! She hasn't even -talked- with me about -this- yet! gonk At this point, he's feeling -really- sorry for telling her last week that he wanted shared custody of the children and then walked away from her, instead of manning up and sticking around to discuss everything further.

Keeping his emotions to himself, he speaks out as he heads into the kitchen.* I see confused ...Would you like some water? *He promptly returns with 2 cold bottles of water and sets one down on a coaster on the coffee table for Tony, then takes a seat in the wingback chair.* The media's bound to find out at some point anyway. neutral *After opening his bottle and taking a healthy drink, his mind goes to his locked accounts at his financial institution, along with the fact that he -needs- those funds in order to provide for his children and himself. He then recaps the bottle before boldly speaking out.* There's something that I need to discuss with you, as well. stare

*While waiting for Tony to get set up, his phone indicates an incoming text and he pulls it out of his pocket to read the text.*

Text message to William Dougherty from Pietrina Pavani

Friday. Friday evening. I'll make sure you're expected.

*He takes in a deep breath and slowly exhales, then types in a short response.*

Text to Trina from Will

Confirmed

*He then puts his phone on vibrate and tucks it back into his pocket. ...At least she's letting you see the children ...You can talk with her then. neutral Still covering up his emotions to his so-called guest, he returns his attention back to Tony.*


edited to add incoming text.  

[Omnompoeia]

"Of course they will, however keeping it out of the court will make it much less of a media circus."

Opening up his briefcase, he begins to pull the divorce agreement out one page at a time, summarizing the contents of each part before placing it in front of Dougherty to review himself and sign.

"First is forfeiture of any rights to Triny's financial assets, including revenue from the bar, restaurant, her share of the nightclub, her stocks and savings, and any future revenue generated from investments made during the marriage including, but not limited to, her film project. If you agree, sign here," he says, marking the line with an X and laying his pen on the table for Dougherty to use.

"Next is forfeiture of any rights to Triny's property, including the estate here in Geezerville, her quarters under the bar, the farmhouse and ranch where her horse is being kept as well as the horse itself, her penthouse in New York, her beach house in California as well as her vineyard in the same state, her island home in Dubai, her residencies in Italy, the buildings and land for her various businesses, her collection of cars, her yachts, her private jet, and anything contained within any and all of these that you did not have sole ownership of prior to your involvement with Pietrina.

Detailed records of my sister's belongings have been kept and are listed here as well as items of yours that Pietrina has forfeited her rights to, such as this house, your motorcycle, the Ferrari cube, and a few other miscellaneous things. Anything not on the list that you cannot prove ownership of will be released to you at Pietrina's discretion."

He lays out several pages in front of Dougherty, most of them just being part of the list of Psy's belongings. "If you agree, then sign here," he states, again marking the line with an X.

"Next is forfeiture of any rights to Triny's various personal and business privileges and memberships, including but not limited to access to her private jet, VIP status at her establishments and other social organizations, authority over any of her staff, and the general influence of the Pavani name without Pietrina's explicit consent."

He again lays out a few pages that detail his sister's array of privileges and memberships and marks another line with an X. "Sign here if you agree.

Lastly...", Antonio looks up from skimming over the final section of the contract. "... there is the children."

Taking up the bottle of water set down for him, he unscrews the cap and takes a few sips before continuing. Not only did he desperately need a drink after all that talking, but he knew this was likely to be the ugliest part of it all and wanted to give Dougherty a few moments to mentally prepare.

"Triny will maintain full custody of both children with visitations permitted at her discretion. She has waved her right to seeking out child support payments from you. If you agree, sign here." He marks the line with an X and pulls out one last form. "If you wish to forfeit parental rights completely, sign here," he adds, setting this form apart from the others and marking the line with another X. "This, however, is separate from the rest of the agreement."  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*Will picks up each section of the divorce agreement as it is presented to him, glancing over the pages as Tony gives him abridged descriptions. Finding himself a bit overwhelmed, Will knows Tony well enough that there's -bound- to be more that meets the eye to -anything- this man does. With that in mind, Will's aware that he definitely needs to get himself a lawyer to examine this document further before he signs -anything-, and sets the papers aside as they are presented.

When Tony gets down to custody of the children, he about looses it, but somehow manages to keep his wits about him. ...This full custody business is -Tony's- doing, -not- Trina's!* There's -no way- in Hell that I'll forfeit my parental rights. And I know for a fact that Trina would not keep me from my children, let alone ask for -full- custody. I'm sure you can understand that I won't be signing -anything- until I can confer with my lawyer. stare *Will gathers all the papers together and taps the bottom edge on the table to square them off, then rises from his seat with said papers in hand* Thank you for bringing all of this to my attention. My lawyer will be contacting you. *Will goes to the front door and opens it to see his guest take his leave. Once Tony steps out onto the porch, he then closes the door, leans his back up against it and takes a deep breath. ...Why didn't you just -stay- with her and clear this mess up! scream Now you've got to get yourself a damned lawyer, you stupid jerk! stressed  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*With a double shot of whiskey in hand, Will reads over the divorce contract ...again. stressed In all honesty, he doesn't want this divorce to happen. He'd much rather keep the vows they spoke to one another 2 years ago and try to work things out. Hell, he'd even go for some marriage counseling with her. neutral ...Hmm, I wonder if she'd agree to go with me? He got to thinking about it, and with the way she was last night, she probably won't. Sighing, he slams back his drink and sets the glass down. Somehow, he's -got- to get her out of there so they can talk in private. On impulse, he pulls his phone out and goes to call her ...and of course, his call gets directed right into voicemail.* neutral

Voicemail message to Trina from Will

Hey there, lo- ...Trina ...I was wondering ...Would you do me the honor of accompanying me for a ride on my bike? ...Let me know ...Bye.

*Ending the call, he pockets his phone then goes back to reading the contract.*  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*His phone indicates an incoming text and he pulls out his phone. Upon finding it's from his wife, he gets all excited.* biggrin

Text to William Dougherty from Pietrina

When? emotion_eyebrow

*He texts her back right away.*

Text from Will to Trina

Whenever you'd like to go. Perhaps tomorrow afternoon?

*Hitting send, he waits patiently for her to respond back.* smile  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*Another text comes through.*

Text to William Dougherty From Pietrina

Ok. But I'm not going to go to the wilderness. talk2hand

*He quickly texts her back again.*

Text to Trina from Will

That's fine. Let me know what time I can pick you up.

*Hits send. ...Well, guess we're not going to that hilltop you took her to last fall. neutral But at least she's agreed to go, and that's a -very good- sign!* biggrin  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*Another incoming text.*

Text to William Dougherty from Pietrina

Around lunch. I can't be out late. Goodnight.

*He texts her back.*

Text to Trina from Will

Sounds good. See you then. Goodnight, love.

*After sending this last text, he pockets his phone, then collects the contract papers together and takes his empty glass into the kitchen. As he heads down the hall to get ready for bed, he's actually got a pretty good feeling about this ride smile and hopefully they can come to some sort of agreement.*  

[SP-O Wlm Dougherty]

*Over the past week, Will did everything he could to keep himself busy and hopefully take his mind off his now ex-wife. sad Upon taking the signed release form to his financial institution, his accounts were made accessible to him once again, of which later enabled him to get the utilities and other bills caught up. With the monies that Trina gave him, he ordered and applied some whimsical wildlife wall decals for the twins' room, which consisted of a couple of trees, some birds, bunnies and squirrels, and a few bugs as well. xd He also ordered some childrens books and toys, along with a cube storage unit and several removable baskets for storage.

Upon searching online for local vehicles for sale, he found a bright silver metallic 2011 Jeep Patriot Latitude X 4dr 4x4 at an affordable price, that he was able to get a nice discount on for paying with cash. After transferring the title and getting it insured, he then purchased 2 car seats for the twins and a car harness for his dog. Upon calling the estate, he wasn't allowed to see the children without Trina's approval. With her being on vacation, he decided that it was probably best to not disturb her and to just wait for her return so that he could visit with the twins. But, he -was- able to retrive his dog Grigor, of whom was brought down to him at the front gate. Upon hearing his master's whistle, Grigor went bonkers as he ran towards Will, barking and jumping all over the place with excitement, of which made a huge impact on Will's attitude and put a smile on his face as he happily greeted his dog. Back at his house, he allowed Grigor to roam about to check everything out and get used to his new surroundings. Even though Will misses the company of his wife's dogs, Atilla and Hunn, he at least finds comfort in having Grigor by his side once again. Somehow, having man's best friend by one's side seems to help make things easier to cope with when times are rough. neutral

With all the spending he's been doing to hopefully make everything better for his children in this household, he finds he still has quite a bit of cash left yet. So over the holiday weekend, he takes on the project of landscaping to make his house more presentable in the neighborhood. Along with the planting of a couple of trees in the backyard for his children, he plants a variety of flowers around the house, and starts a "postage stamp" garden out back.

Even with all that he's done to occupy himself over the past week, it still wasn't enough to keep those thoughts of -her- out of his mind. Sitting in his wingback chair with Grigor at his feet, he absentmindedly turns the wedding band on his ring finger with his thumb. ...It just doesn't -feel- like we're divorced ...Does she even realize how much I love her? ...You should -never- have left her again ...Would she have gone to counseling? ...Does she still love me? ...I wonder what she's doing right now ...Does she miss me as much as I miss her? ...This just -doesn't- feel right ... Is it true that we were never meant to be? ...It still feels like we're married ...Would she ever take me back? ... sad On, and on, and on ... the many thoughts and questions keep whirling around in his head. Pouring himself another double and slamming it back, it really doesn't do much at all towards numbing the pain of heartache that plays heavily upon his very soul.*  

[Naamio]

Franco takes the call when he hears it's Giovanni. He motions for the goon to hand him the cell, with a very irritable look across dat mug.

Yous betta tells Franco yous gots zitellona on dem ropes cuz she's gots some splainin to dos! scream
Franco sits silent on this end of the phone, for a good few minutes.
... Continua a parlare...
Franco soon leans back in the chair and spins it away from the goon in the room.
Yous donn say...
Franco is silent again, his tone calming to a low murmur.
Tutto ciò che serve. Pagherò prezzo della principessa.
He then laughs audibly.
Ehh, dat donne gots mine card to boots. boda-bing.
Whys donn yous treat youself to somethin real nice like, on Franco. Eh?
Franco hits the end button, turns back around and hands the phone back to the goon. Nessun calli. Exits back to the casino.  

[Naamio]

Franco spends 20 minutes looking for LEADS, his best muscle. Convinced LEADS must be outs chasin some of dem cameriere he's whistles to one of his hall monitorin boys.
Franco, 'e needs to see LEADS and 'e needs to see em real quick like, prendermi?
The hall goon cracks his neck, thinking surely this is a test.
Ehh, boss. Yous know da Puss took LEADS with her. She came in and started hand selectin them boys just right and left.
Yeah, Puss left wit at least 10 of yours best muscle.
Stands there proud and stupid like he really did a good job knowing that, watching dem halls.
Puss?
*Franco rakes his hand down his face*
It's Gattina! scream And if yous go and call her "puss" up fronts like, don't yous come vagito to Franco when dat "puss" si castra. Ehh?
Franco throws up his arms, realizing just what letting Katana take care of his business has done. Left him 10 men and a linguist short on his biggest close out with the Russian. stressed
Questa donna sarà la mia morte.
He then orders the hall goon to make this right and find the next 10 best muscle, since he tinks he sees so much round 'eres.  

[katana68]

(( rofl emotion_kirakira but you told Gattina to take care of stuff! emotion_awesome wink ))  

[MiroIsBored]

:: after making sure Morion is settled for the night and sleeping soundly, she gets ready for bed herself with intent to unwind with some naughty Miro time ninja ... not that Miro ever does anything naughty ninja MiroIsaGoodGirl emotion_yatta

She props some pillows up against the headboard and opens her netbook, navigating to the folder with all her writings. The original plan was just to do a bit of light reading before going to sleep, but she soon finds that mentally reliving the things she has written about leaves her wanting a bit more redface

In the heat of the moment while satisfying those desires herself, she reaches into the drawer by her bed, whipping out the neglected strap on she had picked out for Vassnta. She can't help but blush deeply as she starts to utilize it without him, biting her lip to keep herself quiet despite the extra "boost" it provides to her efforts. Though the feeling she gets from it is really bittersweet. Using it herself just isn't that same as when Vassnta was wearing it. It evokes the memories she has of the intimate moments they shared, making her long for his touch now more than ever and in turn resulting in her softly moaning his name when her body becomes satiated.

Her euphoria is cut short by the immediate feeling of guilt as she sets the strap-on aside. It's been almost two months since she last saw him... their last encounter having been a particularly passionate one before he snuck off into the night without a word. She could tell something was wrong then and a few times before, but he always insisted that he was fine. Clearly he wasn't as the next she would hear about him was Tes informing her that he had turned into scary man. Considering her experiences with him before the change, it seemed likely it was caused by her pushing his limits. Had she not pursued such a path with him, he would probably still be himself right now. Though at the time it seemed like something he wanted too, he likely didn't really know what he was doing or why and only did it for her.

Angry at herself for harboring such desires, she quickly stuffs the strap on back into the drawer to get it out of her sight, tears immediately following. This appetite of hers has caused so much trouble through the years, to both herself and those she cares about. But denying herself the satisfaction by marrying an iksar didn't make her any more happy. It would have been better had she never explored the temptation in the first place. You can't miss what you've never known. However, the fact remains that she did explore it and nothing she can do can take that back, leaving her to wonder how long she's going to continue being an unintentional destructive force in people's lives. :: cry  

[damecharlie]

-dame slips out of a pool and is handed a baby blue towel by an attendant. She winks and thanks him and slinks over to a chair to dry off-