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╔══════════════╗ « Scarlett Rose MacGregor » ╚══════════════╝
Birds and butterflies εїз Rivers and mountains she creates But you'll never know The next move she'll make You can try But it is useless to ask why Cannot control her She goes her own way
Scarlett arched a brow at his comment then smirked as she nibbled at the biscuit. “ Tis Nae my fault ye were incapable of attending to me, besides ye were rather…entertaining, in another way.” She said laughing softly at the memories of him asking if they were playing doctor. She shook her head finishing off the biscuit and dusting off her fingers. She wasn’t that worried about him seeing her in her underwear, she’d been a soldier, it wasn’t unusual for men to have seen her in various states of dress or undress. There’d even been that one time she’d been butt naked, but that wasn’t her fault…a girl’s gotta have a bath at some point, ascension or not. Her brothers hadn’t been exactly thrilled, but she really didn’t care all that much about it, least not then. Although that had been a while, but this was her mate. Eventually he’d have to get used to seeing her in even less, her eyes flashed blue at the thought.
A knock at the door sent Adrien towards it allowing a very odd looking man. She blinked in confusion staring at the man unsure whether to kill it or watch it and be entertained. Much like cats did with bugs. The exchange between Adrien and the hired shopper was entertaining. She gave her color preferences and then let the strange man discuss Adrien’s choices while she opened a tray of fruit and picked up a chunk of watermelon. She had a weakness for red fruits, watermelons, strawberries, cherries, apples, any of those were fair game to her. She had just swallowed a bite of the watermelon when the towel fell from around Adrien’s waist. Her eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with her free hand, watermelon forgotten. She watched as Adrien beat a hasty retreat to the bathroom, she couldn’t help but stare…and want…but she was already wanting. She looked away from the shopper as he left and she bit her lip to keep from giggling until she tasted blood. She couldn’t…shouldn’t laugh at him but she really couldn’t help it. Putting the watermelon down she padded over to the closet and pulled out the larger robe, it was much larger than the one she was wearing, and she knocked at the bathroom door “ Dun nae worry, he’s gone, but may be ye should be wearin’ the other robe rather than a towel if yer to be up an about. Least til he brings ye back some clothes.” She said from the other side of the bathroom door.
When she didn’t hear a reply she opened the door and stepped in with a frown. Apparently these walls were a lot more sound proof than she thought. He was slumped against the shower and she frowned dropping the robe and moving over to him. When she reached down his skin was scalding to the touch and she gave a heavy sigh. She shrugged off her robe and threw it over the sink since it would just be in her way as she shifted to pick him up. Her inner beast rising to the fore front to give her petite form the ability to lift his much larger one. With ease she carried him to the bed although it took a little coordination to get him out of the bathroom door, but she made it without any bumps. She laid him down on the fresh sheets, gaze moving over his prone form. Scarlett bit her lip again and gave a groan of frustration before covering him up and moving back to the food. If she couldn’t have him she’d have food damn it.
I'm wearing I'm With: Adrien Thinking: OOC: Ready for time skip
Once you will know my dear You don't have to fear A new beginning always starts at the end Until the end of time She goes her own way
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 8:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 8:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:01 pm
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╔══════════════╗ « Scarlett Rose MacGregor » ╚══════════════╝
Birds and butterflies εїз Rivers and mountains she creates But you'll never know The next move she'll make You can try But it is useless to ask why Cannot control her She goes her own way
Since the time she’d put Adrien back into the bed she’d collected the clothing brought back by the personal shopper, paid, and dismissed him without letting him in the room where Adrien was battling a raging fever. Last thing she needed was the fellow to panic. Not that she was far from it herself. This really shouldn’t take so long. She’d done everything she could for him though even soaked a rag in rubbing alcohol and wiped him down with it. The fever would just spike right back up.
It’d been three days now, three days that she’d paced the room, watched tv, eat room service and delivery. Surely the hotel staff thought they were sex addicts…not that she wouldn’t mind a little of that, but she refused to take advantage of an ill man, even if he was her mate. Especially her mate. With a sigh she stared out the window she couldn’t take this anymore, she had to do something even if it was nothing more than walking down stairs and walking through the corny gift shop. She had to get out of the room.
She moved to the closet where she’d hung their clothes up and began picking out what it was she was going to wear. When she had the top, pants, and boots she wanted she set them at the foot of the bed, then gathered the underwear she wanted. Adrien was still asleep and chances were if he woke he’d still be delirious. She frowned and picked up the items and turned her back to him moving to the couch, so she’d be able to sit down to put on her boots when she was ready she stripped off the bathrobe. She’d bathed already her red hair still slightly damp from the shower. Tossing the robe to the side she pulled on her panties and bra, dressing to leave for a little while.
Wearing I'm With: Adrien Thinking: He's asleep and I'm going stir crazy OOC: New Outfit
Once you will know my dear You don't have to fear A new beginning always starts at the end Until the end of time She goes her own way
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:09 pm
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♫♫ Queen of Sound ♫♫ ♫Clara Marie Desmond♫
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Clara woke early for her and she grumbled wrinkling her nose as she slipped from the bed. Her stomach grumbled and she picked up her fluffy robe and pulled it on as she padded her way to the kitchen to start breakfast. She shivered slightly having left the warmth of the blankets and her Lykae bed warmer, but her belly was screeching for food as it was doing A LOT over the last few weeks, the hell was wrong with her? She shook her head and began making an omelette with tomatoes, spinach, onions, mushrooms, and cheese. She debated broccoli then put it back in the fridge. In another pan she started sausage…she hated sausage…why was she cooking it…better yet why had she ordered it? It smelt good though, never had before. She arched a brow and looked back towards the bedroom.
With a shrug she moved to the fridge and removed her favorite chocolate almond milk and carried it to the counter where she retrieved a glass, it wasn’t the same without the vodka, but she could go a while without it, or find a flavoring substitute. Yawning she ran a hand through her hair trying to tame the stray strands that she was certain were sticking up all over her head. She then put some bread in the toaster and then stared at the pans anxiously.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 10:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 6:51 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 4:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 5:09 pm
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