| New RN's. How bout it? |
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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:24 am
*takes herself back down to her chambers*
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:59 am
Liada walks into the bar from the main doors and smiles at the goons. She goes behind the bar to make herself a hot cocoa. She adds some Irish Creme to it and then goes to sit down with her notebook to begin ideas on the Vday costume contest.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 3:15 pm
Once she gets the basics down she remembers to send a message to Gilda about the Costume Contest and goes over to Kyle's office to see if he could help get in contact with her.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:26 pm
After talking with Kyle a bit on things Liada went back into the bar to make herself a drink and relax for the evening. Going behind the bar she takes the original mug that had the cocoa in it and rinsed it out in the sink. Taking a fresh glass she goes to make an AMF for starters.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:08 pm
*deciding to have dinner at the JD, she come upstairs and heads for the restaurant, immediately being seated as soon as she entered. Placing her drink and appetizer order, she leans back into the plush comfort of the booth and tries to relax her aching brain*
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 8:13 pm
Liada thought she heard footsteps through the bar but she didn't turn in time to see who it was. Shrugging her shoulders she refreshed her drink a bit and went over the notes she made.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:55 pm
{{Why for you has to act up interwebz? crying }}
*her drink and appetizer long since arrived, she took her time to savor the taste, although it was actually to give her brain time to slow down and something else entirely to concentrate on. Finishing off her second bottle of sake, she smiles when her waiter promptly brings out another warmed bottle, taking her now empty appetizer dish away. She tells him that she needed a little longer to decide on her main course, and she'd signal when ready. Once he left, she refilled her sake cup and closed her eyes, feeling the first two bottle finally reaching her brain and helping it to relax*
{{ wahmbulance *signals Liada* wahmbulance }}
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:02 pm
After relaxing for a while and hearing the very subtle thump of the base from the club next door with her demon hearing. Another sound emitted from her stomach. eek sweatdrop She goes to rinse out her glass and then heads over to the JD for a bite. Smiling at the host she begins to follow him until she notices someone in the corner of her eye. Hm? Icy? Is that you?
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:05 pm
*glancing up from her drink, she sees Liada walking in and smiles, waving her over*
Liada, hey love. heart Care to join me, or are you grabbing to go?
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:08 pm
Letting the host know that she was gonna sit with her friend she walks over to Icy and has a seat. Nah I would love to sit down and eat with you, I hope I'm not imposing. How have you been? When the waiter comes she orders her drink and her appetizers. She rests her chin on the palm of her hand and smiles.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:16 pm
*she gets up and hugs Liada before settling back in, waving off her comment*
Pft, please. I rarely see you guys anyway, so there's no imposition at all. heart For the most, I've been fairing. At the moment I'm trying to get my overworked brain to settle down and numb out for a while. How have things been for you foxxy lady?
*sips her sake and smiles at the warm fuzziness she's beginning to feel*
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:22 pm
I've been pretty well myself. Keeping busy with he orders for Vday, plotting the Costume Contest for the Club. Dodging Franco after that fiasco the other night. That reminds me I still need to send a gift basket to Psy as an apology. sweatdrop The waiter brings her drink order and lets her know that her appetizers will be up shortly and then turns to Icy to see if she had figured out her main dish order yet.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:32 pm
*holds up a hand letting him know she still wasn't ready, dismissing him in the same instance*
Franco fiasco? Do I -even- want to know? And what's this about an apology gift basket for Psy? I honestly miss too much going on around here.
*sighs and refills her sake cup, her mind finally relaxed and cheeks feeling a bit warm*
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:39 pm
She gives a slightly frustrated sigh and has a sip of her own drink. rolleyes Well You got the message from Psy that Franco is Co-owner of MW now correct? Well since then he's been snooping around my club and from what I heard from the staff he was looking for me for some reason. Well when I finally ran into him in the bar he not only had the gall to assume that Anira was one of my own "top earners" but that my club was something similar to his assumption that MW is a brothel. I readjusted that thought pretty quickly. But I did upset Psy in the process and I know she's not supposed to be stressed out with the twins coming. So thus the apology basket. The jerk even tried to suck up by sending us all chocolates for "that time that we ladies tend to go through". Damn putz.... stare
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:50 pm
*she just stares at Liada as she explains the situation, wondering for the nth time just how in hell are Psy and Franco related? Finally she just pinches the bridge of her nose and closes her eyes, thinking the fact that she's so scarce around the establishment might just be for her own good if Franco's gonna be around more than usual. Releasing the pinched area, she opens her eyes and shakes her head*
I never thought there would be a day where someone would, nor could, actually ruin chocolate for me. Wherever my box is, just toss it in the trash. Chocolates with that type of stigma attached to them would only taste like s**t to me.
*feeling ready for her main dish, she holds her hand up to get the waiters attention. Immediately he comes over and takes her order, turning to Liada to see how she was with her appetizer*
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