Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:43:35 AM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 11:45:17 AM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 11:45:58 AM)
*slipped out of the bedroom she and Jace had shared, and headed downstairs looking tired to get some juice*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:47:31 AM)
*Dalton was out back on the patio having his morning cup of coffee with his news paper. Honors little feet darted down the steps after marisol.. The little boy was still in his pajmas..His hair a bit tossled and his feet had no shoes on them..*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:48:30 AM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 11:48:59 AM)
*smiles down at Honor* Hey kiddo... what do you normally have for breakfast? *it was pretty clear she liked kids*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:53:21 AM)
*The little boy looked up at her*Umm Mom ussually makes eggs bacon and honey dew melon on sunday morning.. *he was in his pajams with his hair a little messy.. Sunday mornings where relax day..* Sometimes she makes rasien bread french toast that is really yummy also!

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 11:54:33 AM)
you think she'd mind if I helped her?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:56:49 AM)
*He smiled brightly*I dun think she would mind at all.. *He motioned her to follow him as he held onto her pant leg.. *Come I will take you to her..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:57:28 AM)
She loves the kitchen Father let her design it the way she wanted.. Its one of her favorite rooms.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 11:57:59 AM)
*smiled just a bit at honor and let him lead her along*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:58:54 AM)
Father likes helping mother in the kitchen.. I think he thinks she looks pretty in her apron.. *He led her towards the kitchen his little bare fet slapped on the marble floors*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 11:59:35 AM)
*Sundays were the best. A time of relative rest with business placed aside so that she could properly provide for her family over the course of the day. She had slept in particularly late this morning, and for good reason. Happily sighing a shower was taken with a long gander taken of the multiple bite marks on each side of her throat. They were tender to the touch, her fingers sliding over them as she looked at herself in the mirror, and well pronounced. That made her smile. Up went her hair, and into the closest for a summer dress of buttercup yellow then downstairs she went. It was time to make breakfast. In the kitchen she pulled on an apron to begin.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:01:08 PM)
*honor came in the kitchen with marisol*~honor~mother auntie Marisol would like to help you with breakfast..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:01:38 PM)
*Then he let go of marisols pant leg and tried to steal a hug from his mother while she was putting on her apron*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:02:27 PM)
*was just smiling happily at the little boy... probaly about as relaxed as anyone had ever seen her*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:04:01 PM)
Good morning, dear heart. *quickly she tied the apron and hugged Honor affectionately* And if Mrs. Evans, would like to help then...she can prepare the honey dew. *smiling at him she released her young then nodded to Marisol* Good morning.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:05:16 PM)
Good morning. *she returned quietly and moved over to the counter, getting a knife and spoon to help out*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:05:45 PM)
*He smiled then moved aroiund the kitchen towards the fridgerator.. he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottled water.. his eyes flickered to his mother*Can i go watch the discovery channell till breakfast is done?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:07:24 PM)
*Moving about the kitchen the remaining items needed for breakfast were gathered with a glance given over her shoulder at Honor* You may watch it, yes. Mute the commercials.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:12:54 PM)
*He nodded his head then took off waving goodbye to his auntie.. his little bare feet padded on the cold tiles as he headed for the theater room*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:13:16 PM)
*settles herself in to slice open the melons, just listening quietly, as she cleans out the seeds, waving to the little boy with a smile*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:15:23 PM)
*Once Honor had left the kitchen the only thing that kept the space from being utterly silent were the preparations for breakfast. Expertly eggs were cracked by one hand into a bowl then scrambled to ensure that they would be light, and fluffy. While she whipped the eggs the kin looked over at Marisol's progress*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:16:45 PM)
*seemed comfortable in a kitchen despite her actual profession... she smiled quietly over at Dama for a moment, before she finally asked* Discovery channel?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:19:16 PM)
*Casually she nodded, returning back to the work at hand. When the eggs had been beaten sufficiently she opened the bag of bacon, and lay them in a heated pan. They began to sizzle against the heated metal. As they did, she half turned away from the stove to again watch the woman*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:20:13 PM)
*sliced up neat wedges, removing the rines* If you want... I could see if I could slip in some spanish for him...

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:23:20 PM)
*The coffee was allready made.. And dalton came into the room with his coffee cup.. He had the folded newspaper in his hand.. Wearing a pair of black pajama pants and nothing more then that. Red scractches on his back and his chest that seemed to be made from human fingernails.. The wound on his side was healed but still red and looked rather painful.. He moved for the coffee pot.. seeing marisol and dama in the kitchen..*Hello Dama, hello Marisol..

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:24:14 PM)
hello Twists the Truth-rhya *she answered to him quietly, keeping her eyes down not look at the scratches*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:24:31 PM)
*Wrinkling her nose the coffee pot was checked with a mug filled. As if prompting Marisol to wait, she lifted a single finger then stopped as Dalton entered the room. She grinned.* I have a fresh cup for you, my love.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:26:44 PM)
*He took the coffee*Thank you.. *he kissed her forhead lightly.. Then looked around the kitchen inhaling deeply* mm smell good.. *He motioned to marisol*you have met marisol before yes? She is Jaces mate..

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:28:10 PM)
*Knowingly her eyes traveled over his chest then sinking lower to areas that were covered by his clothing.* You are welcomed, and yes. We have seen another before. *her lips thinned into an even line, the expression disappearing as she went back over to the stove to turn the bacon over.*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:28:21 PM)
*blushed just a bit, staying still near the counter*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:30:18 PM)
*He grinned as she looked him up and down.. Moving behind her as she turned to the stove and chuckled* you look adorable in your apron.. *Smirks then leans behind her and lightly kisses the side of her sore neck before stepping back.. His eyes flickering towards marisol and her red face a small chuckle*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:31:28 PM)
*nope, not paying them attention, really! giving them privacy as she focuses on cleaning her workspace*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:31:43 PM)
*A length of paper towels were stretched out over plate as she watched the bacon sizzle and pop in the pan. Dalton being close was a comfort but…* She is the one my husbands strong arms carry here almost nightly…yes? *her back was turned to them though one could hear the jealousy in the words. And oh damned....se had just question her mate.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:32:58 PM)
(she had^)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:34:43 PM)
*He responded*yes she is.. Correct, I carry her here often when she falls asleep at the tribal grounds. I don't know why you sound so angry about it.. *He said all to calmly..* She is my brothers mate.. I would rather her be safe in our home, then being abused by that malika bitch. Whom is always trying to make her uncomfortable. Marisol is your sister dama, when was the last time you had a sister, or a friend to speak to? We have not had family besides each other and our child in a very long time.. *He lightly touched her shoulder.* I would think you would want to protect them as much as I would.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:38:47 PM)
*She bite back the wince that followed in the wake of her inquiry. Holy crap. No she hadn't. Oh dear Gaia. She had. In their home. With a witness. She was going to pay later for that, if not any time soon. When he touched her she tensed briefly though eased as he spoke…wisely* Yes...*she whispered, turning out bacon onto the paper towel* It would be nice...though not needed. Honor and you...I am happy with just the two of you. You do know that, yes?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:42:17 PM)
*He looked at her and responded* I know you are happy with us.. *a bright smile* though you obviously tend to think I am not happy with you at times. I find your jealousy uncalled for, as if I have previously given you reason to not trust my motives in the past. Have I dissapointed you in the past?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:47:24 PM)
*Depositing the rest of the bacon onto the towel to drain, she added into the eggs into the pan holding the bacon grease and she turned fully to view both of them* She is adoringly beautiful. I find that the bases of my jealousy to be sound. While your actions have always been true for me, and always will though when temped by such beauty...what am I to do with that?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:49:28 PM)
*blushed more and looked ready to crawl under the sink to hide*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:53:20 PM)
*He looked at dama resting his hand on her shoulder he gave it a light squeese..* Dama please be nice to Marisol, she is carrying our niece or nephew with her.. *He responded* and she is treated poorly bye that phsycotic fluffer Malika.. I am not blind to beauty, though when i witness true beauty it is because our eyes have met.. *He swatted her on the ass, then picked up his coffee cup to exit the room swipeing up his news paper from the table* I'll be out on the patio, let me know when breakfast is done.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 12:58:55 PM)
*Was that a smile finding its way across those supple lips? Yes indeed. She smiled at her mate, lovingly, and released the air she was holding in her lungs out. While she tended to the eggs, scrambling them, her eyes fell on Marisol* As you are my sister…I'm sure that Dalton would take no slight in me speaking with you…without his consent. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable in our home.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 12:59:56 PM)
No.. you are fine... I hate to cause you and Twists the Truth-rhya any strife..

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:00:22 PM)
*she was very quiet, soft spoken, a bit meek even, as if worried*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:02:24 PM)
Strife? *she grinned* No strife caused. We don't fight, Dalton and I. *the pan held her attention was again with the eggs, fluffy and light, were set into a bowl* Now...let me ask this. Why do the others treat you poorly?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:04:21 PM)
As best as I can figure out, Malika would like my mate for hers.... and is upset he chose someone else

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:06:56 PM)
*Her eyes narrowed as that -name- was spoken in her household.* Do you know what I think about that?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:09:59 PM)
that if he wanted her he would be with her and not me and she should get over herself?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:11:13 PM)
*She nodded* Fuck her. Figuratively, of course. Don't allow her the gratitude of making you feel ill of worth in your skin, do you understand? Sticks and stones, you follow me? *their food was brought to the table, it quickly set with juice as well as water provided for their consumption.* Excuse me. *removing the apron she went to bring Honor to the table, and then Dalton*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:11:36 PM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:12:20 PM)
yes. That is very much how he put it as well

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:12:42 PM)
*When honor was brought to the table he climbed up on his seat.. And dalton came back in holding his coffee as he made his way to the dinning room table.. He took his seat folding the news paper beside him on the table. He glanced to Dama and Marisol.. Bringing his coffee to his lips..*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:13:11 PM)
*After tending the fire pit for Crackle, Steven headed over to Daltons place to see what's going on over at the pack house*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:13:30 PM)
*waited for the others quietly, standing near her seat*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:13:51 PM)
*He motioned to marisol* please sit..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:14:09 PM)
*He looked at his plate then inhaled the scent..*Mmm this smells wonderful..

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:14:54 PM)
*The aroma of breakfast drifted throughout the manor. Bacon, eggs...coffee. All freshly prepared with honey dew, toast, and various jams as well as butter offered for everyone's use. When all had been placed she doubled checked to see if anything else was needed before seating herself* Thank you.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:15:28 PM)
*He used his fork to place some of his bacon and eggs onto his buttered toast making a sandwhich out of it.. before making sure the napkin was beside him then lifting the sandwhich to his mouth and taking his first bite.. he leaned back letting the flavor of it sink in and enjoying it..*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:17:15 PM)
*Soon as he got in the house, he followed the smell to the kitchen.. He grabbed some bacon and egges tossed them between a couple slices of buttered toast and threw a slice of cheese on it and started eating it like a sandwich* Morning folks.. anything happen lately?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:18:36 PM)
*He looked up as steven came into the dinning room.. finishing chewing the bite and swollowing it down.. * Nothing horridble..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:19:36 PM)
*then he focused on his plate and began eating with much more gusto as he enjoyed the flavor the rest was to fill his stomache.. Sitting there in just his black pajama bottoms even honor was in his pajamas.. hair all tossled.. The lil kid was munching away.. and trying to keep the food off his pajams.*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:20:11 PM)
*he shrugged* So what about that new Theurge? Get a chance to talk to her some? Pack potential?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:20:15 PM)
Good morning, Thunder in the Distance-Rhya. *politely she greeted him then slipped into a sense of quiet as she consumed what was on her plate, having a healthy appetite this morning and sporting smultiple bite marks on her neck. She wore a summer dress today, buttercup yellow with her hair up and held in place by a clip.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:21:02 PM)
*He had nail marks on his bare chest.. and his back.. That he didnt even realise where there so it seemed and his wound on his side from the silver still present though healed it still looked rather painful*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:21:16 PM)
*settled in once she was asked, and nivvled at her food, smiled up at Steven quietly as se ate*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:26:50 PM)
*He ut the sandwhich down and finished what was in his mouth before looking over at steven*umm yeah ive spoken to her on more then one occasion.. There is another whom wants to join as well.. But the female is unsure of joining the other however is quite sure of joining. He does not want to be a lone garou, he is graced with a storm crow that follows him even in the land of the flesh, and wishes to follow crow and speak with our totem about joining the pack when we are avilable to allow such.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:27:31 PM)
*he nodded to Dama* Morning Dama, bet you're feeling left out with the rest of the girls pregnant. Or maybe since you got one of your own, you already you know something the rest of us are a bit to naive of. *he grinned* And morning to you as well Marisol, sleeping well?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:28:21 PM)
*He shrugged his shoulders then looked back at his plate and reached for his sandwhich*however malikas allready been sharpening her claws, she placed on some dental floos to show him she was avilable for blow jobs and ass fuckings or what ever. And personaly I don't want to deal with anyone whom shes attracted to, fucking whore.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:29:26 PM)
*Every so often her eyes measured up the rate that Dalton consumed his food. Clocking it just in case he wanted more of something that would soon be depleted. Steven's voice brought her around with a little frown etching into her face. She said nothing…only continued to eat*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:31:12 PM)
*He looked at dama then answered for her* Dama and i had our child younge.. You know this.. We will have another when we are ready to.. There is no need to rush such things.. *He reached under the table and gave damas knee a light squeese*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:32:55 PM)
I'm sleepying every chance I get sir

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:33:09 PM)
*he nods* Well you know what? Im rather sick of hearing about Malika.. Frankly I could care less who cock she's got her lips around as long as it doesn't interfere with the ambitions of my own pack and their mates.. I punt her ass back to Russia if she fucks with that.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:35:16 PM)
*Gently a hand covered Dalton’s under the table, squeezing it back in kind while she ate*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:37:12 PM)
*He squeezed her hand lightly.. his eyes fell back to his plate before removing his hand from damas to grab his sandwhich and finish eating it..*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:38:14 PM)
*seems to find her food extremely interesting*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:39:38 PM)
*He shoved a bit more of the sandwich into his mouth just listening to what ever happened to hit his ears.*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:40:09 PM)
(and brb)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:46:59 PM)
*Dalton finished his meal.. and reached for his juice.. dalton reached for his own juice and he spilled a bit on his pants. He SKREECHED!! Slipped off his chair and ran from the dinning room*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:47:09 PM)
(honor)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:47:21 PM)
(honor spilled skreeched and darted off)

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:47:23 PM)
*blinked a bit at the child*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:48:34 PM)
*HE motioned to the others*Let him go.. he will be fine.. please continue eating..

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 1:50:41 PM)
*he shrugged.. Steven himself had a bunch of food on his shirt, not that he was a messy eater, he simply was always in a rush.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:51:48 PM)
He insists on using the larger "adult" sized cups. They do not fit his moth correctly and the glass is much heavier.. But we allow him his attempts, though spillage happens more often with the large glasses then it does with the smaller ones.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:52:11 PM)
*Horrified she looked at the mess, gathered a napkin up into her hand then reached over to blot up the little that had spilled on her otherwise pristine table.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:53:07 PM)
*He looked at Stevens shirt.. Then chuckled before looking to dama. He reached over and pulled her hand away.. * It's okay we can get it later, enjoy your meal why it is hot..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:53:27 PM)
*He looked over at marisol as he lifted one of the melon balls with his spoon* enjoying the food marisol?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 1:54:01 PM)
yes sir *she smiled and nodded*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:55:26 PM)
*Gasping lightly she leaned back, staring at the remaining few bubble of liquid on the surface of the table. She ate…sparingly, gazing at the liquid like it was a snake preparing to strike. *

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:57:13 PM)
*He smiled and nodded to marisol then looked at dama.. dalton reached over with the cloth napkin and pressed it to the spot to soak it all up.. before kissing her cheek* eat..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:57:56 PM)
*After finishing the melon balls he tok his cup of coffee*Thank you that was a magnificant feast you have out done yourselves.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 1:59:46 PM)
*Visibly she relaxed as the last bubble was soaked up by the napkin. Dalton….her savior! The last of her meal was consumed with the Kinfolk standing to collect up the empty plates, taking them into the kitchen*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:00:24 PM)
*picked at her food a bit slowly, making sure to eat it all, just takes her time*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:00:48 PM)
*Dalton watched as dama got up to gather the plates then checked to see if marisol was done yet.. Seems she was still eating.*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:01:30 PM)
*blushed a bit and hurried finishes the last few bites, before moving to help clear the dishes*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:02:37 PM)
*he shrugged* Well, so what's the plans today? I got some learning to do over at the sept. Who woulda thought, some crazy fenrir is offering rituals with no strings attached.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:02:53 PM)
Thank you for your aid, Mrs. Evans. Or may I call you…Marisol, when we are alone? *dipping the plates into the sink she carefully lowered them in, and grabbed her ever handy apron and put the thing on*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:02:53 PM)
*When marisol got up to help dama he nodded his head pleased with her effort to lend a hand. He looked to dama sort of watching her sweet ass swish back and forth towards the kitchen.. He straighted his back a bit proudly that all of that was for him. Sipping his coffee as he seemed to just stare off at her fleeting form*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:03:38 PM)
Rituals? From a crazy fenris?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:03:44 PM)
What sort of rituals?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:03:55 PM)
*he grinned* uhh... Spirit summoning this week.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:04:10 PM)
I think there's Spirit Awakening next week.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:04:30 PM)
*When dama was out of sight he turned to look to steven* no need for me to learn spirit summoning or awakening i cant even speak to the thingsd

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:04:48 PM)
Don't know why your so interested in it.. your not a theurge after all.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:05:02 PM)
Which one?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:05:30 PM)
dont awaken my pot without my knowledge awakened herbs can be very dangerous for kinfolk and i wouldnt want to accidently have a kinfolk eat or smoke them.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:06:10 PM)
which one? You have to speak to the spirits yes? both awakened and summoned i would think

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:06:30 PM)
*he nodded* There's uses for this stuff even for a ragabash.

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:06:34 PM)
*From one task to another she moved proudly, comfortably in her own territory. While it would have bothered her to have someone else invading such a space, she let the feeling slip away in Marisol's presence.*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:06:59 PM)
*peered over to Dalton, looking like she had something to say but didn't*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:08:01 PM)
Think of it this way Dalton.. Need to follow someone unnoticed? Awaken their car and ride along in the umbra. Quite a nifty trick taught to me by a Glasswalker Ragabash named streetrunner.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:08:12 PM)
Oh? uses for it, but the process should be done by a theurge, therefor the ritual should stay with in the auspicemoon it was intended. Acting as a theurge is acting outside ones auspice. My auspice dictates i remind you of that, so take no offence, simply being my self.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:10:37 PM)
*he scoffs* Weren't you the one bitching about tradition a couple days ago? How we shouldn't follow the theurges as our tribe normally does?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:14:15 PM)
*Leaving the men to chat she washed up the dishes* So...you are my sister...we should plan an escape to the city some time for some shopping? My schedule is fairly tight...I can squeeze in an hour or two for my sister though. Or do you even like going shopping?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:15:13 PM)
*chuckles a bit to Dama* I think I may need to get baby things and wouldn't mind having someone with a child a long for help

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:18:38 PM)
Oh. *leaning against the counter she contemplated a few things* I have not purchased anything for an infant in five years. I would be far out of practice...if you wish to shop for your young, then we can do that.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:23:55 PM)
*chuckles* I know alot of the medical side of it, but when it comes to the practical side.. I am woofully out of knowledge...

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:24:41 PM)
I know that I will need new clothing soon enough

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:25:17 PM)
I don't want Jace to get tired of me as I get.. *she blushes and looks at her feet

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:26:58 PM)
Heavy with child. *she finished for Marisol, smiling* It's a beautiful thing. Be proud that you are able to carry such a gift within your womb.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:29:57 PM)
*blushes a bit* Twists the Truth-rhya is very fond of you... Jace-rhya... likes me.. I want to make sure I can keep his attention

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:30:24 PM)
toshae (sp?) Proof that you listen to me, that's saying something..

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Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:33:51 PM)
*Faintly the woman smirked* Fond is a word that one uses in the presence of puppy love, stricken teenagers. No, what we share is beyond fondness. I have never loved someone so fiercely before in my life. And I believe much the same can be said regarding my mate. As for Ground Zero-Rhya…you shouldn't have to try to keep his attention. Your are his female…that's all the power you need to hold his attention.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:39:39 PM)
It's hard to be certin with someone you do not know well.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:39:56 PM)
*he shrugged.* Well I got some things to do here today. More lessons at the sept.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:40:04 PM)
Some things at the Chateau

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:40:49 PM)
*Dalton collapsed back in the chair when the females went off for the kitchen and he and steven where left utterly alone again. He lifted his coffee to his lips finishing the cup once more. Seeing stevens attension speratic this morning. *I see well you got things to do here at the sept and the chateau, busy day for you brother. I got things to do here.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:41:09 PM)
*he nods* Give me a holler if you need me for anything

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Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:42:59 PM)
*Cossie came down from her room after having slept most of the day and completed her beauty ritual. Sleeping has become one of her new favorite activities. Following the sound of voices headed down the stairs and the smell of breakfast. She was dressed in fashionable skinny jeans a white v-neck tshirt and of course heels. *

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:45:16 PM)
Love hard, and fast. Life is too short, hm? Please excuse me. I need to check on honor. *poor Honor hadn't come down, no doubt freaking out about the drink having spilled on his clothing had rattled him. With one last smile Dama wandered off to see about Honor*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:45:32 PM)
( And will be back later on! )

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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:46:52 PM)
*finished her share of the dishes, and headed out herself*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 2:46:55 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:48:49 PM)
*He looked over at Cosette with a smile* her lil soldier.. How are you feeling this morning?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:49:24 PM)
Some left overs could likely be found in the kitchen, but it seems your application of beauty supplies had you missing the meal with the rest of the family. To bad..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:49:43 PM)
everyone had made it but you and jace

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:49:56 PM)
He up there tryin on your lipstick?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:50:01 PM)
*Grins impishly*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:51:02 PM)
*She watched as Steven left, Dama left, then that girl whos name she could not remember left. Her eyes following each one as, wondering if something was up she checked to make sure she had not put on too much perfuime. Nope the same light scent of vera wang princess as always* He likes the shocking pink color he said it makes his lips feel sexy. *She said with a smirk moving into the kitchen* Did you scare everyone off?"

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:52:54 PM)
Me? ohh please, how the hell would I scare everyone off?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:53:16 PM)
Dama is upstairs honor spilled juice on his pajamas had himself a episode

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:53:50 PM)
Marisol went gaia knows where, and your man had some stuff to do at the tribal grounds and the sept so hes off doing his thing or what ever.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:54:34 PM)
*Daltons bare feet slapped against the cold italian marbled floo and he placed his coffee mug in the sink moved to toss his news paper in the trash*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 2:55:28 PM)
Sir? Really? You have a creepy factor of at least 8. But once you noticed the creepy factor and then factor it in with other factors you are ok. *She reached up getting herself a cup down, eyeing the coffee pot* Is this decaf by any chance?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 2:56:45 PM)
Nope it is not.. It is my coffee and you can see the pot is empty.. *He grinned at her*Why the hell would I drink decaf? Im not pregnant.. *He patted his belly*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 3:00:13 PM)
Well I would hope not. The only think would be pregnate with would be snicker's baby. *Smirking she started to opening up the cabinet doors looking for the decafe. Turning back around to fill the pot up with water she just so happen to notice the scatch marks on his back, and recalled Dama's bite marks* "Looks like you had fun last night." *Laughing out loud she poured the water into the cofee maker* "Steven shifts afterwards...pitty...love bites are hot."

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:01:50 PM)
*He laughed* Removes his badges of honor? Poor man.. *He chuckled and stood beside the medium in the kitchen watching her with the coffee pot*seems your no stranger to making coffee..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:02:24 PM)
Not a night goes by we dont..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:02:55 PM)
Or a morning, and if i have time a afternoon..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:03:08 PM)
*Chuckles*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 3:03:35 PM)
*she put a couple of scoops of the decafe coffee into a paper filter and loaded it. Closing the lid she turned the coffee put on, stairing at it like a halk as it watching it would make it brew faster* I know! You would think he was not proud of a strong woman. *Turning her head she looking him up and down for a second, ending with a smirk* I knew I heard noises...and yes coffee I can do.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:06:56 PM)
*He laughed* heard noises huh? *Chuckles*must have been a quite night.. *Snickers then looks towards the light comming in the kitchen window* Perhaps he is proud but like you wants to keep such things hidden so others do not think it is a weakness they can exploit. He obviously has a deep love for you, that is plain to see. Though his attempts to hide his emotions make him all the more vunerable. For he allows others to see what it is he is so afraid of loosing. If that makes any sence. Outwardly showing ones true intent does not always make them appear weaker, but some could say it makes them appear stronger.. Or perhaps a little touched in the head.. *He looked at cosette* for instance..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:08:15 PM)
The way my mate and I are, people know how i feel about her, and her me. We do not hide it. Should some one find it a weakness, they would quickly find out how wrong there insial assumption was, when they are looking at there body from the eyes of there decapitated head.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 3:11:56 PM)
*She leaned back against the counter waiting for her coffee to make, her attention resting on Dalton while he spoke. He make good points he always had, things that made her think.* Well, you know we have an odd relationship, and I am ok with that. Our moods seem to change so frequently. Of course I will have to admit our love does not match that of your and Dama. I am sure mostly because we lack communication and because of certain kinfolk that shall remain nameless..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:15:42 PM)
*He looked at her* Well that's the thing, you would be a stronger couple if you communicate more openly. However open communication between a kinfolk and there mate should happen in private so that others never know how much you know and how much you dont. Make them walk on there egg shells and uncertainties.. It will tickle your tummy in ways you could not imagine. *He grinned at her* Though not everything should be communicated where the pack is concered. Less you know about our fight with the wyrm, the less likely the wyrm is to kidnapp you for informaiton.. ya see?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:16:27 PM)
No one has any clue what dama knows and what she does not know.. Information is power amongst our tribe, you know that.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:17:11 PM)
*Looking back towards the sun* You know its always the quiet ones..

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 3:19:42 PM)
Of course. *She said with a smirk nodded her head* Steven tells me nothing, not about packs, not about missions, not about the home, not about himself. *She lightly put her fingertips over her lips like she was stopping herself. She quickly went about making her coffee adding a bit of cream to it, but not sugar, instead of saying anything else she nursed that*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:21:43 PM)
*He looked at her*well you see the home.. and only our mates and our children and obviously stevens mother are allowed within its walls. though we had a perspective packmate over here the other night. That normaly does not happen. She offered to help us with some spiritual stuff shes a theurge. As far as our old theurge i am pretty sure he skipped out cause he didnt want be saddled with the local tribe fluffer.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:23:32 PM)
*He waved a hand in the air at the mention of malika.*I doubt dama would ever let the woman in the house reguardless. Furthermore you are to make this place your home, I have actually been picking up marisol at night when jace is gone and bringing her here. I don't trust malika around her. Malika thinks its okay to push marisol around verbally and be bossy to her since marisol is to timid in her eyes.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:25:18 PM)
Dama is going to be friends with marisol, give it her best shot, she knows you and marisol are carrying our nieces and nephews within your wombs. But she is not use to having sisters and brothers, for a long time it has always been me her and honor.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 3:26:30 PM)
I honestly wish she would fluff in Russia. *She looked down at her coffee an angry look spread over her features for just a few second then disapeared being replaced with a pretty smile* I like Dama, she has morals like myself. Malkia clearly dose not have very high abitions. Who would even want a mate like her. She clearly cannot be true. *laughing a bit to herself already finished the first cup and started to pour a second* I keep forgetting her name! I am sorry I don't mean to see is just....so timid it is hard to remember her. Though I would hardly let the fluffer pick on her.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 3:54:24 PM)
*Looks at cosette* she is jace's mate, her child will be youre niece or nephew.. Got to think like that. Sometimes i wonder if jace and steven realise it ya know? That being bound by the totem makes us more brothers then any genetics we could share. Making our mates and wifes our sister in laws by extension to the bond we share together. We are a family, when someone threatens that family, there should be no quarter given, no second chances allowed. They should be illiminated.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:01:12 PM)
Dalton, I really must say that I find comfort in the idea of your family mentality. It is a lovely idea. I like the idea of being a family unit that protects one another. I like your mate and I am sure that Marisol is a sweet girl as well. If I see the fluffer giving her trouble then well I will have to give her one back.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:06:10 PM)
*He looked at cosette*Yes that is the object, you are all under our protection, we should take that seriously. I'll be damned if i let another true born abuse you or make you uncomfortable, let alone a fluffer like malika..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:06:59 PM)
Poor marisol does not have the spine to stand up for herself, she is afraid to get in trouble I think or make her mate ashamed of her for acting out.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:09:44 PM)
*She smiled softly taking a long sip of her coffee.* I could not be a fluffer like her. It is not in my ablitiy to do so. I would just asume put a bulit in my own head. Steven knows this. Poor Maisol I am not sure how to handle her. I have never seen someone with such low self estem. Perhapes I should read a book on motivating others. Or maybe I should just take her out. If she can't stand up for herself, how will she stand up for her baby?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:15:59 PM)
Ya know i think she would stand up for a child before herself. *He gave a upnod to cosette.*Oddly enough she seems rather good with children.. She has dedicated her entire life to them yes? She is a doctor of children, that is some serious dedicaiton. Malika sees her timid behavior as a weakness she can exploit, her inability to be miss prissy pants around the other kin and garou, because she knows she has no leg to stand on or a voice to express when in the presence of the true born. She does not want to become part of the drama and cause her mate to be stressed out with complaints so she keeps them to herself. *His eyes gazed towards the window once more* but she has a sharp mind, otherwise she would not have gotten so far with her education. She had dreams and she followed them, she worked gruleing hours and studied relentlessy to get such a position in the mortal world, so that she could be around children all the time. I think they are her one true joy, she seems to love her job, and a bit sad when the r

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:18:21 PM)
reality of life slips in to darken all shes worked so hard to achieve. She truly wants to be accepted by jace, and i am quite sure the ability to have a child of her own is seen as a blessing worth fighting for. I even would be so bold to say the reason she does not act out or defend herself is the fear that her childs life would be cut short should a garou frenzy or malika put something into her food that she forces her to eat or takes insult if she does not partake in it. Which is why i always bring her over here if she falls asleep there. She is useful, she has a sharp and keen mind, and she is trying to protect her child, but not stirring the pot of horse shit going on over there.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:21:09 PM)
Really? I did not know she was a doctor. That will be most helpful to our pack in the coming months I am sure. But even with me she has not even said a word I don't think. I hope I do not appear too intimidating. I try not to be. Though I suppose I am a bit diffrent from her. I attibute that to my mates Liberal ways. But I do think of the other girls. I worry about the times with the pack is gone. I take upon myself to be some what physicaly stronger incase we do run into trouble. We can't always depend on someone to be here to gaurd us.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:24:36 PM)
*He looked at cosette* you do realise that i watched as malika introduced poor marisol to andrew as jaces "play thing".. Then he tossed something at her and berated her for not introducing himself to her and calling her names and saying she was disrespectful.. poor girl was so nervous she allmost pissed herself. Ya know a girl who tries so hard to be respectful to all, is called a play thing by the tribal whore and then insulted and humilated by the tribal whores fuck buddy for no other reason then malikas a cunt face who needs to dissapear.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:27:18 PM)
Malkia does need to disapear. She has insulted garou and kinfolk a like. She calls garou whipped and teddy bears. That is disrespectful and she knows I will not hear of that in my presence or my home. That is not how a kinfolk should talk to a lord. I could not agree with you more. She tires so hard to get me in trouble with Wil as well. Her pretty face holds far less power than she thinks.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:28:06 PM)
I want to slice her face and body up so that all see the ugliness lurking benith

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:28:15 PM)
May I watch?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:28:32 PM)
I could hold your tools for you if you need a tool holder.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:30:00 PM)
If it ever comes down to it, i would do it publicly.. But I have not been asked to wait on my request to punish. *He tapps his fingers on the counter..* I will wait, for now.. Whom knows she might dissapear between now and then like most problems tend to.. *Shurgs his shoulders non chalantly..* it is the way of things after all.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:31:43 PM)
*She gave him a very coy smile nodding once* You are right I really is the way of things...*Done with her coffee she placed the cup in the dishwasher smiling to herself* It is a pitty that the alpha would ask you to wait. He must have plans for her.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:32:40 PM)
Or maybe it is her child keeping her alive.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:40:43 PM)
*He flicked his gaze at cosette, shrugging his shoulders..*I dun give a ratts ass.. she needs to dissapear..

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:42:01 PM)
Well then we both agree..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:42:48 PM)
Indeed..

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:42:48 PM)
I am very happy I can come here to and be able to get away from the buffer.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:42:57 PM)
*He chuckled*fluffer

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:43:01 PM)
buffer

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:43:18 PM)
ya know the one who sucks the cocks of the men before they stick it in real pussy

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:43:39 PM)
like the bitch at the fun house i called malika

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:43:49 PM)
who was getting bitch slapped by a cock

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:46:29 PM)
*She of course laughed at his statment crossing her arms over her chest* Yes, I do recall, I totaly see the resemblance.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:46:58 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:48:51 PM)
See that.. *Bright smile at her*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:48:53 PM)
*Steven walked up to the Estate after the long discussion. He had a bit more discussion to deal with. He unlocked the door entered in, and locked it behind him* -PL- Twists-the-Truth, is Cosette with you?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:49:25 PM)
~pl~Cource she is with me, whom else would she be with.. We are chillin in the kitchen shes having breakfast, just chattin it up.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:50:58 PM)
*he headed to the kitchen to talk with the two of them. He didn't look mad, but he wasn't clearly overjoyed* I need to talk to you two... we can do it in private, or together... Take your pick.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:11 PM)
I am going to have to bring some banana bread for the academy. Antie Jay has a lovely recipe. I eat it like it is going out of style. To bad I have lost my appitite.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:18 PM)
~pl~together

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:22 PM)
Private?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:28 PM)
*He nods to cosette*together sister

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:35 PM)
Then togeather...

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:43 PM)
That's fine...

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:51:54 PM)
I went to the Chateau to get a change of clothes..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:52:19 PM)
*He leaned on the counter looking at steven*shit we didnt get your clothes here yet? Sorry we shall get right on that.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:52:31 PM)
*She blinked once not really sure what he wanted to talk about. After all he had hardly seen him lately she could not have pissed him off. That is unless he was looking for the rest of his cool ranch daritoes. She had finished thoes off*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:52:35 PM)
*Txt himself a message to bring stevens clothes over*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:52:53 PM)
Not all of them...I was looking for something particular.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:06 PM)
*He looked at him*ohh yeah

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:21 PM)
i had your shirt dry cleaned i left it on the back of the door its still in the dry cleaning bag

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:22 PM)
So whats this about Wilhelm beating Malika for something rather trivial.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:26 PM)
Was it that nice dark dress shirt you have? I like that on you. It makes you look sexy...

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:42 PM)
*Looked at steven*Ohh for fucks sake

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:53:50 PM)
*He motioned cosette to be quite*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:54:21 PM)
30 lashes for a freekin bathing suit... what the fuck is wrong with this tribe...

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:54:26 PM)
*She sighed a little to herself putting her index finger over her lips so she would not say anything, leaning back against the counter her arms still crossed over ehr chest*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:56:06 PM)
And you dalton... you freekin sell porn.... and you bitch about it... Im seriously thinking your judgement is screwed up... You see that shit all day.. and you bitch about something slightly to revealing.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 4:56:25 PM)
First off, I called him and sent him a photo of malika in the pool wearing her fucking dental floss. Jace told us the elder wanted no one to be outwardly flirting with the kinfolk. HE HAD just chasised a garou for openly flirting with her, infront of her, and the garou had stopped flirting. So malika went into the house and got changed into her dental floss.. to let the lord know she was avialble even though he just got in trouble for trying to flirt with her.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:57:31 PM)
But to beat a pregnant kinfolk 30 times over such things..

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:58:05 PM)
You'd kill me if i did that to Dama.. your own beta... Probably without thinking twice about it,.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 4:59:24 PM)
*Her mood was quickly going down hill now. She obviosuly was realizing that Malkia has whined to her husband about a punishment. Then he was defending the buffer more like it was his mate. Or at least that is the way it seemed when Steven made that comparison*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:00:09 PM)
*Looks at steven* You should really let me finish before continuing to insult me. First off our alpha nearly bit a potensial packmates head off only to have her grab her dental floos to try and make the true born get in trouble for acting on his beastial nature

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:01:13 PM)
second off

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:01:26 PM)
I heard she got "spanked" on her ass i had nothing to do with her punishment

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:01:35 PM)
nor did cosette she was punished by her guardian

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:02:03 PM)
30 times for a bathing suit. She has bruises up and down her backside.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:02:22 PM)
whom you gave guardianship of her, we have nothing to do with how he spanks her. She likely lipped off to him as well. She was the one whom referred to him as a over grown teddy bear. Im suprised he punished her what so ever.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:03:23 PM)
I was busy making sure cosette got home safetly i was not there for a beating..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:04:05 PM)
I simply sent the photo I had nothing else to do with it. My mate does not run around in dental floss either, nor does she purposely disrespect others for no reason but to cause drama.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:04:09 PM)
We he's still a Cliath... I placed him there in charge of the house to take up responsibilities as a true born of Thunders tribe.. So we as his tribe mates can watch him and maybe nurture him so he can be useful to the tribe rather than the fuck up he's proven himself to be.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:04:44 PM)
His recent action with malika has gained him favor in my eyes.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:04:57 PM)
Thats where you error Cliath...

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:05:44 PM)
Now, personally Im sick of the bullshit...

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:05:53 PM)
I don't care what anyone thinks about Malika..

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:07:24 PM)
*it was building and building with in her. She just could not hold her toung anymore* "Why are we fighting over -her- again. She the common problem.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:07:28 PM)
*He looked at steven* that's obvious

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:04 PM)
You keep saying we are not going to speak about her.. yet you always bring her up yes?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:14 PM)
*he looks to her* Thats my point Cosette. I gave her to Wilhelm so she is no longer a burden on the Stormcrows. Yet she still is. What do I need to do to end this freekin headache.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:32 PM)
Send her back to Russia?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:44 PM)
No Dalton... I walked in on the conversation with you and the new theurge talking about it.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:52 PM)
*Looks at steven*you can do nothing and let me deal with it and obsolve you of any dirt on your fingers.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:09:52 PM)
Again with Jace talking about her.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:10:13 PM)
Because She pissed off our alpha as well

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:10:20 PM)
She tends to do that

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:10:24 PM)
Well of course..

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:11:24 PM)
And rather than go out and kill one of our tribe over petty issues.. someone needs to be god damned damage control.. That task has been dumped on me since day one... I might as well do it.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:11:28 PM)
Yes and as me and Cosette have been discussing she takes great pleasure in humiliating his mate when she can. I allmost got a knife tossed in my rib cage this morning due to it.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:05 PM)
Remember, you had just admitted to starting the problem with this Dalton... Taking pictures and spreading it across to everyone..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:22 PM)
No the problem was started with malika

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:27 PM)
Taking pictures at the tribal grounds.. Do you not see how comprimising that is?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:29 PM)
I admitted to starting no problem

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:39 PM)
I took a picture of a naked bitch in a pool

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:13:50 PM)
you want to bring me before the elder for it DO IT!

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:01 PM)
*his rage lifted*LET ME HAVE MY SAY!

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:08 PM)
Speak.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:12 PM)
For IVE GOT PLENTY TO SAY!

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:18 PM)
Not to you to the elder

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:27 PM)
I'd love to have her ear

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:36 PM)
but you are forbidding it

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:14:38 PM)
my question... What did she do to you to slight you.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:15:01 PM)
*Cossie looked over at Dalton rather suprised, her eyes asking him to explaine. Slowly looking back to Steven she frowned deeply. The sound of Dalton yelling had her running out of the kitchen. She could feel his rage bubbling to the surface and that was her first instinct to get the hell out of there*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:17:22 PM)
She has been fucking with my pack since we became an offical pack she has caused nothing but drama and head aches for everyone it seems except for you. She has insulted and humilated other kinfolk, she tests the rage of the garou on the full moon by wandering around half naked, knowing frenzy is not always rawr kill but rawr RAPE! She has in your own words been used as a tool against the tribe in the area, as if we dont have enough stigama with the fucking sept. And as you see right now, here you are trying to get a packmate dragged through the mud over her.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:18:39 PM)
I removed her from my packs care. Yet I still hear the complaints from both of you and Jace as well.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:19:25 PM)
We moved to your home to rid ourselves of her.. yet still our pack is burdened by her.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:20:52 PM)
I've bent over and took it in the ass to make our tribe a cohesive unit... and rather than discuss our ambitions. I hear complaints either about kin, or from kin.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:21:13 PM)
*She was shaking in her boots to say the least. But she still has to move in close to the kitchen to hear out of curiosity. She knew why Steven still heard of the troubles with Malkia. Cus she is still a problem*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:22:10 PM)
*He took in a deep breath trying to calm his nerves then looked at steven*I have always listened and followed you advice. Jace told me not to send more informaiton on malika to wilhelm because he said if wilhelm fucks up its on him that we own him no favors to let her make a fool of herself and him in the process. I told him I would do that and I have not since spoken to either of them or even attemped to go onto the tribal lands what so ever. You are the one whom came in here yelling at us about her. I have nothing to do with her at this point.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:22:55 PM)
I hardly complaine to you about anything. Let alone her. I have been ignoreing her.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:23:13 PM)
She is not worthy of my attention as far as I am concerned.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:23:37 PM)
She can sit there in a fucken bra and panties if she wants i just wont go there and watch her refuse to obey hello kittys rules and regulations she set for the tribal lands, if i am unable to punish or even alert the elder to the lack of respect to her wishes.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:24:17 PM)
I cant be my moon and be subject to this crazyness,. i will stay here train, and better myself so that i continue to come home alive when we are at war without the interuptions of the crazy kinfolk

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:24:48 PM)
Then it's settled.. She is simply kinfolk... She's expected to uphold to the standard that we demand from all of our kinfolk. She will be brought forth to Blows-Your-Mind, and as the Philodox it is your place to bring it to the proper place.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:25:18 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:25:22 PM)
There will be no talk of her, or to her until such this happens.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:26:10 PM)
*Jace walked down the stairs sipping at a red gatoraid*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:26:10 PM)
Since Wilhelm is her guardian, there will be no talks of him or to him as well. I will see to it that this is the most urgent issue.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:27:08 PM)
For the time being, they are no longer a burden to our pack.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:27:23 PM)
Even more so... They no longer exist.

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:27:51 PM)
You say you want to talk to me, then you won't let me have my words. You care about this buffer more than the safty and well being of your Mate and more than the unity of you pack!

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:28:03 PM)
You can fucking have her for all I care.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:28:47 PM)
Woahhhh what the fuck? *the alpha said blinking a bit*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:28:49 PM)
Cosette, frankly, I don't want nothing to do to her.. Im simply sick of her bullshit.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:29:01 PM)
*He looked at steven hearing cosettes words.. He moved to the fridge and opened it up.. His body was stiff and he looked rather pissed off like he looked the day he confronted darya*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:30:51 PM)
*She could not believe he had her mad enough to say that vulgar word. Turning to the fridge she quickly got out one her brownies offering one up to Dalton. Then she was on her way out of there* Then stop defending her like -she- is your mate. I will never speak to her again *She said as she passed by him*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:31:20 PM)
*He looked at Jace* I suppose i can't tell ya big guy was forbidden to speak of it. *He grabbed a chocolat milk from the fridge and shut the fridge door with a swat of his hand*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:32:02 PM)
*He placed the brownie cosette gave him back in the fridge in the tubber ware container marked lil solider only*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:33:04 PM)
*he looked to Jace* We aren't to speak to or about Malika and Wilhelm until there general fucked up problems are addressed to Blows-Your-Mind and dealt with accordingly. Are you fine with that?

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:33:47 PM)
No I'm not..*he said to steven* What I want is every one to stop, take a seat..before i frenzy..then tell me what the fuck is up

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:33:58 PM)
simple....

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:34:20 PM)
*He stopped and moved pulling a chair out for cossie.. Then he took a seat himself.. Leaning back as he fiddled with the top of his chocolate milk*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:34:39 PM)
everyone has a bitch.... and I, and apparently as well as Dalton and Cosette, are sick of hearing about this tramp.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:35:34 PM)
*He looked at steven then to jace*might i speak?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:35:44 PM)
*he shrugged*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:37:35 PM)
*She narrowed her eyes at the browie starting to eat on it. She wanted to leave but seeing as the Alpha asked and Dalton pulled a chair out for her she figured she would have to have a seat any way. Sititng herself down she crossed one slender leg over the other picking at her dessert. Thoes gray eyes of hers never looked directly at any of the other garou*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:39:31 PM)
Are you goign to spew it at me in a mad rant or gona take it piece by piece..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:39:45 PM)
which ever you prefer.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:40:28 PM)
If Steven wants words first to me he can give them *he said to steven*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:42:35 PM)
Frankly... Im sick of every time I turn around to find someone has a bitch about that tramp of a kin.. Being it's a tribal matter, and the fact that Im fostern, the shit storm always seems to find it's way in my lap.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:43:17 PM)
all right dalton whats up...

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:49:11 PM)
*He looked at Jace*my beef is not about her at this point. It is due to the fact that I was told by my own packmate, my beta, the one whoms supposta have my back, that i admitted to starting all the crap and that i should get in trouble for taking a picture of the naked bitch in the pool cause it could compromise the tribal lands as if someone would know out of all of new orleans what fucking pool or naked bitch for that matter it was. That in my job i see lots of whores so i should not expect a shadow lord kinfolk to act any different then a porn star, and that my views are skewed if i expect more out of thunders kin then i do aid infested mortals. That I would kill my own packmate if he beat my mate raw with out a second for thought to why he would do such a thing. My own mate having never disrespected a trueborn or myself in my years in being with her. Not knowing if my beta is threatening to bring me before the elder for some sort of crime for taking a picture.

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:50:57 PM)
*he scoffed at the comment, heard his phone ring looked at the number* fucking hell....

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:53:07 PM)
*he reached over holding a hand to the phone* Malika?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:53:30 PM)
*he tossed him the phone*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:54:09 PM)
*The phone is answered by Jace* Steven is nibbling cosette's clit to busy to talk right now *and hangs up*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 5:55:57 PM)
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Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:56:28 PM)
*She looked over at Jace for a moment it made her grin a little bit*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 5:56:30 PM)
*slipped back the stairs now that she was dressed and cleaned up*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:56:40 PM)
*he chuckled a bit* Sounds like a good idea actually.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:57:03 PM)
indeed she seems to need a stress relif

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:57:13 PM)
*Winked at cosette*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 5:58:23 PM)
Okay dalton, issues with malika and wilhelm if you find them to be true issues bring them infront of the elder and be the judge, and as for malika no one is to acknoweldge her existance, phone calls? no..more..*he sand and tossed steven his phone back* can we do this till dalton gets what he needs done, done?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:58:34 PM)
*Cossie turned her head a bit so that the others could not see her face for a few seconds. If they could they would have seen her look of oh my god. But she quickly got that back under control. Popping the last bit of browie into her mouth*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 5:59:02 PM)
Already done sir.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 5:59:57 PM)
I will make it happen.. *He motions to marisol as she comes into the room* that includes you as well allright?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:00:49 PM)
Cosette, do you want to talk tonight?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:01:10 PM)
*followed the sound of Jace's voice stopping in the doorway so she didn't interupt him*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:01:26 PM)
About?

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:03:56 PM)
What to name our kid?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:04:38 PM)
Isabella

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:04:41 PM)
Marcus

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:04:45 PM)
*Grins*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:06:28 PM)
Is that not a bit early? *She asked, trying her damn best to be cool and casual. Seeing a bit of chocolate left on her fignertips she got up moving over to the sink washing her hands* "I like thoes names Dalton, Isabella...though I hope for a boy. I have so many girls already"

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:08:21 PM)
*he smirked at cosette before he looked over to marisol* Sleep well?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:09:10 PM)
((Correction Dalton = sir))

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:10:07 PM)
*She looked up at Marisol, smiling pretty at her* Come on in. We don't bite. Well, not in casual settings

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:11:20 PM)
*nodded to him and slipped on over to give him a soft kissed* Dama and I talked earlier

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:13:42 PM)
Yeah what about? *he said kissing back*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:14:55 PM)
*he looked at his phone when it beeped at him* Seems there's a true born lord at the chateau... Stops the Blood..

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:14:59 PM)
Anyone know this guy?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:15:29 PM)
just going shopping *smiled a bit and leaned into him*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:16:04 PM)
YEs

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:16:08 PM)
I recall that name from the other night. He perfered to sleep outside, and he also has a crow that sits on his shoulder.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:16:08 PM)
He wants to join the pack

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:16:12 PM)
he is blessed by crow

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:16:31 PM)
He wants to join crows pack.. he has a crow follow him around, it is a rather spunky thing

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:20:16 PM)
he was flirting with.... *she frowned just a bit*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:20:39 PM)
yeah he was the one that got reprimanded for flirting..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:21:00 PM)
*He looked at them then lifted his cell phone and dialed a number*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:21:30 PM)
*She dried her hands off and just raised an eyebrow not talking about that incident again when things started to cool down*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:23:51 PM)
*He hangs up the phone*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:24:09 PM)
*He flips his phone open again and tries again*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:25:34 PM)
*his phone rings, then flips it open*Ello?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:27:09 PM)
*Hangs up then dials back*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:27:34 PM)
*Tapping his fingers on the table he snapps his phone shut again*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:27:38 PM)
uh...

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:27:46 PM)
wouldn't it be easier to go fetch him?

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:27:51 PM)
*She looked over at Dalton with a grin* Should I go over to the tribals lands and have him pick up the phone?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:28:35 PM)
*He looked at cosette*Ya know what ill drag him over here. no biggy.. won't piss in anyones cherrios.. I'll be back.. *And he moved for the front door in his pajama bottoms..*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:28:42 PM)
all righty *he said and kissed marisols head before moved to sit down on a couch*

Cosette Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:28:52 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:29:08 PM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:29:21 PM)
*moved over to settle herself in next to Jace*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:32:29 PM)
*he rubs marisol's side as she sat down* How are you felaing

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:33:37 PM)
Fine *she smiles up at him* I feel bad that I keep falling asleep on you though

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:39:27 PM)
Its fine *he said to her*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:40:52 PM)
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Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 6:41:24 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 6:41:30 PM)
*he was rather annoyed at this point and skulking at in a chair not saying much*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:43:54 PM)
*He explained to Aarron*Listen normaly we don't allow anyone here, but pack, though we have let potensial mates here. *Moving to the door* Besides the pack only our mates and children, this is our home..

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:43:56 PM)
*tucked herself into her shoulder, stroking his knee, she atleast looked content for the moment*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:44:17 PM)
*he leaned over and kissed marisols ear* So do you know the sex of the child?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:44:47 PM)
*blinks and laughs* I'm pretty sure it doesn't even know what it is yet let alone me

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:44:55 PM)
*He opened the door for the large man and his obscenly large crow..*

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 6:45:40 PM)
*he nodded his head lightly as he ducked through the door* I get it, I get it. Don't piss on your lawn or in your cheerio's or whatever you got here

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:45:58 PM)
Hmm okay *he shrugged a bit* wana sneak off for a bit?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:46:06 PM)
*once inside he grinned and shut the door*Good man..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:46:16 PM)
Hey Big guy, johnny boy

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:46:27 PM)
Where ya at?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:46:58 PM)
*Moved back towards the kitchen*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:47:17 PM)
if you want to?

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:47:26 PM)
I want too *he said to her*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:47:28 PM)
Foghorn leghorn, this is my beta, johnny boy..

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:47:45 PM)
*blushed and nodded a bit*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 6:49:54 PM)
*he stood up* wandering off *he said to dalton as he lead marisol off with his hand*

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 6:49:55 PM)
*he looked over at the person who Dalton was motioning too, tilting his head to the side a bit and giving him an upnod as the crow on his shoulder clacked it's beak softly* Aarron St. James, Stops the Blood, Thuerge of Grandfather Thunder.

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 6:50:39 PM)
*trails after Jace, and sticks close to him as he leads*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 6:55:18 PM)
...

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:12:34 PM)
*Hears Marisol screaming from somewhere upstairs.. Somehting about harder faster yes there *

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 7:13:14 PM)
*more like he hears a soft, amused laugh from the quiet kinfolk*

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 7:15:03 PM)
.

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 7:16:02 PM)
(:P)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:16:14 PM)
*Wonders what the hell marisol is laughing about.. Jace must have her tied up with feathers or some shit..*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 7:20:49 PM)
*there's a soft squeal...*

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 7:21:04 PM)
I think you've got mice in yer house Mouth.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:21:26 PM)
Only mouse here is Marisol..

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:21:33 PM)
*Chuckles*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 7:24:57 PM)
*and finally, it settles into a low moaning sound... maybe she wasn't as quiet as they thought*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:26:58 PM)
*He looked back towards steven then motioned for foghorn to have a seat.*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:27:56 PM)
*He went and grabbed a bottle of water then passed a plate of bacon and eggs to the guest along with the water.. the man seemed to only eat meat so he left the toast off his plate.,. Then his attension would go to steven so he wouldnt have to watch the theurge attack its food with his fingers.*

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 7:38:43 PM)
*he picked at the bacon idlely, not seeming too interested in it and completely avoided the eggs when it was brought out to him, he yawned lightly as he glanced over at Steven, wondering what exactly he was thinking about in his chair*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:43:16 PM)
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Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 7:44:02 PM)
*the noise from the other room seemed a bit more... well noisy.. to high pitch to be JAce though*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:44:41 PM)
*Hears marisols voice ringing through the estate.. He leaned back also watching steven at the kitchen table*

Steven Vincent (Oct 17, 2010 7:45:53 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:46:09 PM)
(He must have been idle to long)

Aarron St. James (Oct 17, 2010 7:48:58 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:50:23 PM)
*Even though it was a day of rest there were a number of tasks to be completed in preparing for the beginning of the work week tomorrow. When that load had been lightened it was on to a few chores, all completed in her buttercup yellow summer dress, and barefoot. Down the stairs she traveled, heading into the kitchen sporting bite marks on her neck.*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 7:52:16 PM)
*coming from the room Marisol and Jace where in the noises were steadily getting louder*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:53:40 PM)
*Thoughtfully she lean in against the door frame leading into the kitchen, looking here and there with a grin* Why are you alone in the kitchen?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:55:07 PM)
*He looked over at dama with a grin*Ya know its weird people just seem to vanish around me sometimes.. Im gonna wind up getting a bad repuation or something. *Grins at her leaning back in his seat*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 7:55:12 PM)
*and theres a groan! weee*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 7:58:40 PM)
Mm. A bad reputation...*stretching a hand up to grasp at the door frame her hand snaked down to fall lazily behind her head* Is that truely a -bad- thing? I think not. *sensually his mate strode towards him, eyes locking on his*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:05:56 PM)
It is a bad thing.. *Looks at Dama*Why would a phillodox want a bad repuation?

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 8:08:35 PM)
*and more noises...!*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:10:05 PM)
Your killing my entry. *she chided him with a playful finger.* And perhaps you haven't weighed all the pros…and cons of having a bad reputation.*her hips shifted gracefully under the dress, swaying side to side as she closed the distance between them. Briefly she looked upwards then back to him* I'm glad that the house isn't quiet tonight.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:11:06 PM)
*Grins at Dama and pushes the chair back..*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:14:42 PM)
*Her eyes never averted from his as she climbed into his lap, hiked the dress up to mid-thigh, and straddled his lap. They were face to face now, her arms curling easily about his neck* I happen to like bad boys.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:16:00 PM)
*He grinned at her.. Wrapping his arms around her waist.. Those dark eyes peering into her own..*Really now?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:18:15 PM)
Yes. *she breathed in the scent of him, leaned in closer to take in more of that heavenly scent and pressed a kiss to one side of his neck* Oh, yes. Just don't tell anyone. I have a reputation of my own to protect.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:20:09 PM)
*He grinned at her..*ohh really? *Raises his brows, squeesed her hips a bit.. His head tilted to the side, leaning in and nipping at one of her sore spots*

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:22:16 PM)
*Lowly she hissed at the pain though planted another kiss on his neck, and whispered against his skin* So tell me….*she whispered lower then nipped at his neck*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:23:45 PM)
*He laughed at that*Not really, but it don't bother me.. *Grins at her impishly..*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 8:24:33 PM)
(Prepping for a scene here going to log out*

Jace Hexum (Oct 17, 2010 8:24:37 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:25:52 PM)
And it doesn't bother me either. *leaning back just enough to meet his eyes again, she cupped a hand against his cheek* Kiss me.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:26:51 PM)
*Grins at her..*hmm...

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:27:16 PM)
perhaps.. But where would you like that kiss?

Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:28:12 PM)
On my lips...to start. From there you can use your imagination. *her lips twisted into a grin*

Marisol Evans (Oct 17, 2010 8:29:22 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:30:03 PM)
Which lips?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:30:35 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 17, 2010 8:31:18 PM)
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