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 Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 4:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 4:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:40 pm
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♫♫ Queen of Sound ♫♫
♫Clara Marie Desmond♫
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Clara watched Daven in silence as he wrung out the towel then took it to Sonja. She stepped out of the bathroom to be met by Kade. She tilted her head towards him as he whispered then arched a brow and looked up to him as if to say ‘oh really?’ Verbally though she refrained from saying anything instead she just watched the two cautiously. Did she really trust either of these Lykae? Especially now that both she and Sonja were injured. She didn’t really think there was a need for her to point out that she could kill both of them if she really wanted to. Granted she didn’t at the moment but if Daven hurt Sonja, Kade wouldn’t be capable of stopping her.
She yawned and reached up covering her mouth with her good hand, and then blinked. She was tired, soon to be crashing if she didn’t get some food and rest. She padded away from Kade towards her bags, barefooted she'd never even put on shoes, she picked up the larger of the two and dug around in it pulling out several items and sitting them on the floor, and then digging around until she found some clothes she’d bundled up. “ Here Sonja, when your healed up your gonna want something to wear” She said and laid the bundle on the arm of the couch. She then grabbed the bottles she’d set on the floor including the whipped vodka and toted them off to the kitchen. Once there she poked around finding a large cup, and began mixing herself a drink. Dark chocolate almond milk, and a large dose of the whipped vodka. With the mixing done she put the items she’d used in the fridge and then leaned on the counter picking up the cup and then holding it with both hands.
   Wearing: pjs- shorts and tank top Location:Kitchen With: Sonja, Daven, Kade Thoughts: Need two hands damn it...I look like road kill too |
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 5:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 6:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 6:25 pm
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♫♫ Queen of Sound ♫♫
♫Clara Marie Desmond♫
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Clara sought out a comfortable place to sit, cup in hand, although she treated it more like a child did it's sippy cup. It was the equivalent of an adult chocolate milk, and she curled up knees to her chest in the wooden dinning chair she found. Nursing the drink she found herself getting more and more tired. By time she finished off the large cup and looked into the bottom of it she sighed and wiped the stray chocolate from around her mouth before resting her chin on her knees. Her hands moving to loosely grasp her feet. She closed her eyes and dozed in and out, perfectly content in the peculiar position. Then again at this point she’d likely be content in just about any position. Most of her bruises had faded some more leaving her legs looking more of a collage of blue, green, yellow, and traces of reddish purple. The loss of blood and fresh injury were quickly urging her towards sleep.
She didn’t feel comfortable sleeping here though, at least not in the bedroom she’d found. No she wouldn’t sleep in his bed. To provocative of an action in her opinion, to bold. She’d prefer to sleep in her own bed, but she didn’t want to leave Sonja. If something happened the noise would wake her she’d decided as she slipped further into sleep.
Wearing: pjs- shorts and tank top Location:Kitchen With: Sonja, Daven, Kade Thoughts: Need two hands damn it...I look like road kill too |
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 6:27 pm
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『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』
❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
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Camille pretended not to notice his return but couldn't help to notice when he hit the floor in pain. She sat up quickly, making her way off the pile of dreams and started to hurry over to him, but slowed her walk to air on the side of caution. As she drew close, she squatted down beside him, holding her knees together to keep him from getting a shot of her newest silkies. She went to reach out a hand but withdrew it, a look of worry and confusion playing on her face with no guise to cover it up.
"H-hey, are you alright?" She shouldn't care. Wish she didn't but he got her out of hell and into this heaven in an instant. Least she should do is give a bit of concern. Camille gave quite a lot. She wasn't good in situations like this, not use to helping people. Sorceri didn't get close to others, hell they tried to kill eachother off and steal one another's powers like it was their born mission in life. She let out a nervous laugh, not too sure what to do. "You know, if you bite it this is all bequeathed to me right? Finders keepers code and what not." She tried to wring a laugh or words from him with that statement, hoping he'd give some indication to his problem.
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{ooc; You okay, Bro?.
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
『 D a v e n x M c E n r o e 』
🐺 B r a v e r y x S t r e n g t h x L o y a l t y 🐺
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 6:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:15 pm
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『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』
❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
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Camille frowned, pulling her hand from his. He was acting different, mind you he hadn't been mean to her in any form, and he was still kind now but in such a way that it concerned her more. Here he was just doubled over in pain and decided now was the perfect time to get on a first name basis? She stare hard at him, at length giving her name unsteadily "Camille...". It was then she got a good look at his eyes, the deep black hollows bore into her own. She knew that look. Had see it in less intensity with other males. Desire. And she had an itching feeling it wasn't that he wanted his jewels back. Maybe it was because she was wearing his gems. She'd been trying to allure him but not to this extreme. What had she gotten herself into. Bolt. Time to go, Cami, you've had your fun.
Her lips parted under the intensity of his gaze. She wanted to draw away from it, to turn her head and leave. As she drew in deeper breaths, the falls and rise of her chest became more noticeable. It was then that Camille realized she'd never had a male look at her with such blatant lust, and in a way it caused a stirring within her as well. She felt like she was in a trance, unable to look away from those bottomless pits. He could tear a limb off her now and she half doubted she would feel it. Please, stop looking at me like that.
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{ooc; Why are you looking at me like that.
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
『 D a v e n x M c E n r o e 』
🐺 B r a v e r y x S t r e n g t h x L o y a l t y 🐺
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:47 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:58 pm
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