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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: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:29 pm
*eye twitch*
Figures it would be leather stare
*picks up some clean, dry bar towels*
How about I just set some of these down? Can we go now? stressed
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:34 pm
*Goes right up to Draa and pokes him in the chest with her french tip on her index fingernail.* Who do you think you are dealing with?  I'm not one of those skanks you pick up at IR that fawn over you! talk2hand You go into the JD and get one of the chefs to loan you a pair of chef's pants! talk2hand *Points to the JD.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:43 pm
stressed
*mutters incoherently and drags his feet over to the JD. The host tries to stop him from entering due to his lack of clothing, but he mentions Psyzapp sent him. Not wanting to get on the mistress' bad side, he reluctantly lets the naked elf go, who then proceeds to stalk over to the kitchen. Whispering can be heard amongst the patrons and parents shield their children's eyes. When he gets to the kitchen, they try to kick him out there too, but again, he mentions Psyzapp sent him and what he's there for. Someone quickly retrieves a pair of pants for him, more than happy to get some clothes on the elf sweatdrop Draa puts them on right there and scowls*
These looks stupid stressed
*grits his teeth and walks back over to the bar*
There. Happy now? stare
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:50 pm
*sighs loudly and examines the chef pants he's wearing. Not exactly "trendy" or anything, but it's better than nothing.* Gawd couldn't they have at least given you something complimentary to your tan?! rolleyes I suppose it will have to do. stare Alright then come on. *Walks Draa to her orange lamborghini and gets into the passenger side of the car. She puts the keys into the ignition for him and examines her fingernails as she waits.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:57 pm
ehhh...? emotion_eyebrow
*stands there for a moment after Psyzapp slipped into the passenger side before he could*
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O... kaaaaay....
*walks around to the driver's side and loads in, having to take a while to adjust the seat*
Jeez... you normally have a midget driving this thing for you or something? stare
*after getting comfortable, he starts it up and pulls out of the parking lot, having to adjust the mirrors while he's driving when he goes to look in them because he didn't think to do it beforehand*
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 7:57 pm
*a massive fountain of blood similar to how Johnny Depp died in the first Nightmare on Elm Street movie shoots out of the floor, and assumes a human form*
*sees nobody and reverts back into a blood geyser, in a rewind-like fashion*
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 9:57 pm
*pulls into the parking lot behind the establishment, backing into her space and shutting the engine off. Exiting the car, she makes sure to grab the pipe from the trunk before going inside. Walking straight to her bedroom, she heads into her bathroom to shower and dress for bed*
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 3:09 am
Feeling like she needed to get out of the house, Skaura walked over to the MW and made her way inside to get herself a drink. She boiled some water and after making herself some tea, she went and took a seat at the far corner as she was half lost in thought.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 3:24 am
After she finished her tea, Sakura got up and cleaned her cup before she left to return home. She still had some work to do.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 7:23 pm
She had chosen to remain downstairs since the other night. Fact was, she was paranoid to leave her quarters. She had checked her finger after she had woken the next morning and there was no cut there anymore. Confused she looked at the bandage that was tinged with blood and got up to go to the bathroom.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and she didn't seem to look different, but something was just....off. She raked her fingers through her hair and went back to her bed, pulling out the knife and pulled it out again to inspect it. Her paranoia eased a bit, holding the knife and she sheathed the blade, setting it aside while she dressed. Foregoing wearing any shoes, she found a thigh holster and strapped the blade to her right thigh, then made her way to find some food.
She supposed she should have gone up to the bar that night, but had no desire to be around anyone. It wasn't as if anyone would miss her, the paranoid voice in her mind whispered to her. She wandered around her quarters for hours, mumbling as she paced, Curling up on the couch, she fell into a sleep plagued by nightmares.
She wasn't sure what time she had woke up the next day, and she drug herself up to attempt to get dressed. She checked her phone, and just stared at it, seeing no messages. As she moved from the living room to head back to her bedroom, she passed by a mirror on the wall and stopped to look at herself. Her long hair was unkempt, she had dark circles under her eyes, and overall she looked exhausted. She narrowed her eyes at her reflection and spoke out loud.
"Oh HELL no! If these people think they're going to keep me down here like a caged animal, they can just think again. evil " Her voice had taken on a hard edge and she headed straight for the shower to clean up. The paranoia from the previous day had been replaced with anger. Once she had cleaned up, she strapped the knife back onto her thigh, and she ran a hand over the sheath, smiling as she checked her reflection in the mirror. Wanting out, but not wanting to go upstairs, she grabbed her purse and phone and headed out to her car, driving off in the direction of Upper GGG.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 10:27 pm
Amy and Jessi came into MW and sat down at the bar. Well, Jessi did. Amy went behind the bar and started mixing them both up some hard drinks. They needed them.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 10:46 pm
After awhile, Amy and Jessi headed out for the night. Amy invited Jessi to stay the night, which she did. She hadn't gotten to see Thistle in awhile.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 11:16 pm
After a long night at the club Hauk gathered his things from the back room and went to Kat's private entrance behind MW. Unlocking the door and letting himself in he was surprised to find most of the lights other than the hall light turned off and hearing the silence of the apt. 
Vilkat? You home hun?  Putting his jacket away in the closet and then taking his bag he looks about the place. Calling Kat a couple more times and then wonders if she's gone to bed already. Heading into the bedroom he sees that the bed is undisturbed but notices that things in the bathroom have been moved about and her closet door was left open.  Huh...maybe she went out with the girls tonight. He debates whether or not he should stick around, since he didn't really know how late she would be. In fact she may have had plans he might have forgotten as well for tomorrow so he decided to head back to the Den tonight. Putting his bag down he pulls out his phone and writes out a text for her...
Hey Vilkat,
Came to the apartment tonight and saw you weren't home. Did you tell me about going out tonight and I forgot? If so I'm sorry and hope you're having a good time tonight. I tidied things up a bit before leaving and lemme know if you wanna meet up for lunch tomorrow.
 ~Hauk
Hitting send he puts his phone away and cleans up the bathroom and closet a bit. Picking up his bag again he heads back to the back door and throws on his jacket. Making sure he had everything before walking out and locking up behind him. He heads to his bike, hooks up his bag to the back and puts on his helmet before hopping onto the bike and revving up the engine. Kicking the stand back he pulls out of his spot and heads home to the Den.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2011 9:55 am
*having slept in, she gets up and does her daily routine, heading for the kitchen once she was dressed for the day. Making breakfast for herself, she sits and eats after a short while. Once she was finished with her meal, she rinses and loads the dishes into the dishwasher, starting it up since it was a weeks worth full. The night before she'd separated and started her laundry, which was down to only a couple loads for the day. Emptying the dryer and washer, she puts another load on, folding what was in the dryer and putting it away.
Satisfied with what was accomplished so far, she grabs her things, heading out the back door to her place. Securing the door behind her, she notes the hint of fall in the air as she makes her way to her car, unlocking it and getting in. Shortly she'd start to see cooler and shorter days, with even cooler and longer nights ahead. She smiles as she starts her car, letting it idle for a few seconds before pulling out of her parking space, turning out of the parking lot and pointing her car towards the office*
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