| New RN's. How bout it? |
| I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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| Say What? |
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| Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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 Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:10 pm
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Kits Rose rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 3, 1, 4, 4
Total: 14 (5-30)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:16 pm
I don't know. cat_neutral I'll go, we do need to talk. *reads the next text and responds to it* *sighs* I don't know what to think right now. *leans on the counter*
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:22 pm
-hugs Kits tight- I'm so sorry, Kits. What can I do?
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:25 pm
Response to Kits I'll see you tomorrow, Gorgeous. smile
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Kits Rose rolled 5 6-sided dice:
3, 1, 3, 5, 2
Total: 14 (5-30)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:34 pm
I don't know. *puts his front paw on Kits' arm**gives Smok a small smile*
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:41 pm
-slings an arm over Kits' shoulders- You wanna pig out on junk food and watch scary movies? -smiles and puts her head against Kits'-
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Kits Rose rolled 5 6-sided dice:
1, 3, 5, 1, 3
Total: 13 (5-30)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:48 pm
*laughs softly a little bit* That sounds fun.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:52 pm
Well, come on, chickie, I've got a Netflix account and we can scare the wits outta each other. My fridge is stocked with icecream and sodas and we can order some pizza. I think I have chips and some dips and salsa down there too... sweatdrop Yeah...I've been on a low. lol -stands up and downs the rest of her water, chunking it into the trashcan- Ready? -smiles at her and holds out her hand-
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Kits Rose rolled 5 6-sided dice:
5, 5, 4, 5, 5
Total: 24 (5-30)
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:56 pm
Oh, you have? I didn't know, seems like I don't see you much anymore. cat_neutral *finishes her drink and stands up, taking dame's hand, following as she goes downstairs*
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 7:49 pm
*Moving through the shadows, she enters near the counter and slips behind the bar. Pulling down a tumbler, she fills it with ice, then pours a healthy dose of Amaretto in and replaces the bottle on the shelf. Sipping her drink, she looks around.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2013 8:09 pm
*Continues to sip her drink as she looks looks around the bar. Finishing her drink, her heels click across the floor as takes the glass over to the sink and rinses it. Placing the tumbler in the drainer, she sighs and slips back in to the shadows.*
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 5:28 pm
*Peeks carefully out into the hallway as she slowly emerges out of Vault #3 with Mr. Giovanni. She brushes herself off and he secures the heavy vault door for her setting the security.* That's it. I'm buying one of those little carts they use in the airport. I'm not walking all that way! stressed *She starts to head down the corridor and as she does the security scans Mr. Govanni chuckles.* Don yous preoccuparsi Dolce Cosa. I's can carry yous back. wink
*The two head into the Main Bar and as she has a seat on one of the bar stools, Mr. Giovanni goes behind the bar to make her a drink.* cool
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 5:38 pm
*Places a Martini on the bar for his Dolce Cosa and smirks.* Eh we's can always stays at yous place ere. Capire? wink *Gives his Dolce Cosa a wink and starts making himself a Manhattan. cool *
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 5:48 pm
*Sips her Martini and places it back down onto the bar.* I'm NOT walking back. We're going to call for a car or something. talk2hand *Mentally kicks herself for not thinking to buy a golf cart or something.* stressed
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 5:52 pm
Sure ting, Dolce Cosa. emotion_dealwithit *He takes his manhattan and takes a seat next to her. He pulls a cuban out of his inside coat pocket, pulls over a crystal ashtray and lights the cigar. If he keeps her here long enough, she'll just want to stay for the night which would be just fine by him. emotion_dowant *
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