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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:11 am
[[No worries, I kind of blanked out waiting for you to post again. Maybe I'll catch you online tomorrow. :3]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 9:04 am
Liada Trovaras She has a feeling that she might not be able to see Icy anytime soon also so she decides to tie a pretty blue and sliver rimmed ribbon onto a bottle of Hennesy and places it on a tray with a glass. Opening a small portal she sends it to sit in front of Icy's chamber doors since she hasn't been inside of Icy's domain so this would have to do. {{*snuggle-glomps* heart I'll make sure to rp that out when Icy returns. 3nodding }} *pulling into the parking lot behind the MW establishment, she backs her car into her space, parking and shutting the engine off. Popping the trunk , she jumps out her car to unload her latest conquest, the majority of it thanks to Constantine. Smirking at that thought, she loaded herself down with packages and bags, wondering as she nears her personal backdoor why she never pulls next to it to unload her car when it's packed down like that. Fumbling with her keys, she manages to scan and unlock the door, stumbling inside while dropping a couple bags and boxes. Closing her door shut with her foot, she releases the rest of her load unto the floor, sighing as she sat right in the middle amongst them. Looking through her purchases, she pulled out her newest additions to her cosplay wardrobe. After a while of admiring and re-trying clothes on, she put them away. In her room she re-dressed, looking at her reflection in the full length mirror. She was checking out one of the outfits she talked Constantine into buying her, though it didn't take that much convincing. If dinner and dancing was the price for those kick-a** boots and other articles of clothing, she figured it was worthwhile. Tearing her gaze from her reflection, she walks out her room to the kitchen, grabbing her keys to go upstairs. Opening her front door, she just about steps out when something glittering catches her eye at her feet. Looking down, she sees the bottle of Hennessey on the silver tray wrapped in pretty ribbon. Smiling, she picked up the tray and set the liquor in the freezer, taking the tray with her as she left. Locking her door, she walks down the corridor, up the stairs and through the passageway into the office. In the main bar, she returns the tray to its proper place and walks to the JD to grab something to eat* EDITED
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:41 pm
(( *gets glomped* Your very welcome dear! Miss you! ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:39 pm
[[I assume, hopefully correctly, you are referring to your quarters here, Liada. Not too long ago, using my drunken memories, I assumed the Den. Haha, so if I'm still wrong, just slap me for it later. :3]]
Zephit stirred a little in his sleep, having anxious dreams about plans he had the night before. When he finally woke, there was a familiar tingle about his surroundings, but he didn't quite place it. His guy told him that he had been there before but, after some eye rubbing, managed to not recognize it. Quietly he prowled into the area looking around to find someone, eventually stumbling upon a sleeping Liada.
Resisting the urge to kiss her, he decided on another plan. Carefully he reached into his pocket, pulling out some paper, a pencil, and a small rock to use as a paperweight. Slowly, and particularly, he scribbled out a note for Liada, then placed it on the small table next to her bed under the rock. Hopefully she would see it.Note to Liada Beautiful Liada, It seems that you have saved me from falling asleep in public again. There was something I hoped to tell you last night, but it can wait for another time. I also have something to give you. Not a kiss this time, but you can have one of those as well, if you want. Let's make plans to go out again, okay? With all my sincerely fuzzy feelings, (Instead of a signature there is a kitty drawn here) PS: On second thought, I have two things to give you. One of them is a kiss. :3 Then, to the best of his ability, Zephit navigated his way out on his own and back into town.
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:53 pm
{{Technically, Zephit, unless highly resourceful, would have been hard pressed to find an exit seeing as how the downstairs area requires palm and retina scans to get in or out. Of course, that makes it difficult to bring down a temporary guest who would want to leave on their own. It can just be assumed that Liada left some way for him to get out, though... but just keep that in mind for future reference wink }}
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:59 pm
Ryzan Vixtul {{Technically, Zephit, unless highly resourceful, would have been hard pressed to find an exit seeing as how the downstairs area requires palm and retina scans to get in or out. Of course, that makes it difficult to bring down a temporary guest who would want to leave on their own. It can just be assumed that Liada left some way for him to get out, though... but just keep that in mind for future reference wink }} [[Yeah, I thought about that, but I hardly figured she meant to trap me down there. xD Thanks for keeping an eye on me and giving me tips, though, Ry.]]
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:06 pm
{{You never know. She might have meant to eek As she likes to point out, fae can often be rather... how you say... "sensual" xas?}} {{Ry... stop teasing the fox spirit.}} {{ whee }}
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:11 pm
[[Haha. You are much too silly. :3]]
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:55 pm
Zephit and Amy entered in through the main bar, as the neko was more than accustomed to, and cut their way through to the Jade Dragon. Honestly the place felt a little too fancy for the way he was dressed, but it was hardly going to bother him if the food was good. With a polite, timid smile he stepped up the matridee, requesting seats for two.
It must have been a slow day, because the two of them were immediately sat at table and given menus.
"This place is a little intimidating, right?" Zephit asked as the two of them were left alone.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:00 pm
Amy looked around the JD with a soft smile on her face. She was having a much different reaction to it than Zephit was. This was where Karrie was most frequently. She had designed his office here. Her pictures hung on his wall here. She felt comfortable here.
She sat down at the table, thanked the waiter for the menu, and smiled when he greeted her personally. He recognized her and said it was good to see her again.
"I'll have a strawberry martini, please."
She looked at Zephit. "What would you like, Zephit?"
She would answer his question when the waiter left and they had more privacy.
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Beloved Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:02 pm
"Just some milk will be fine." Zephit answered shyly, wondering what the world thought of him always drinking milk. Also a little amazed at how confidently Amy seemed to blend into the atmosphere of the restaurant. It was like she had been here a hundred-thousand times or something.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:05 pm
After the waiter walked away, Amy looked back at Zephit. "Why do you feel this place is intimidating, Zephit?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:09 pm
"This place is like a hundred times nicer than anywhere I've been before." Zephit nodded. It was even counting the times he would sneak into the kitchens of restaurants to steal food, as a cat.
"I feel really out of place, being here."
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:17 pm
Amy looked around and smiled proudly for Karrie. She was immensely proud of him for this place, for all the hard work he had done.
"Yes... Karrie did and still does an amazing job here. You couldn't ask for a better place around here."
She looked back at Zephit and smiled gently. "You look fine, Zephit. You are fine here. They've seen characters of all kind here. Just don't create a scene, and you will be welcome here."
She chuckled softly at the last part of what she said. Then, the waiter came, placed their drinks on the table, and asked if they were ready to order.
"I would like the chicken stir fry, please. My friend might need more time to decide what he wants, though. This is his first time here and he's never looked at the menu before."
She looked back over at Zephit and smiled gently. Then, she took a drink of her martini.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:22 pm
Zephit frowned a bit at the mention of Karrie, hardly wanting to think about that guy. Even if he built the worlds largest... Okay even if Karrie built the worlds second largest cake, Zephit wouldn't want to hear about him. Not unless it was to find out that the jerk had taken Amy back, and stopped being a coward.
"I'll just have what she is having, please." Zephit straightened himself back into a polite tone, giving the waiter a smile before he left.
"So what do you want to talk about, tonight?" Zephit turned back to Amy, smiling at her too.
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