Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 12:20:06 AM)
*She could not help but laugh at the little joke. Hell she could hardly tell them part physically it was their personality that was so very different. She did happen to catch his scent cologne was something she had forgotten about on a man. He was too far nice to her…and did all the right things, he was too young to know all these things. Player…oh he was a playboy. That is what she told herself at least. Good thing didn’t mind telling a few ladies what was what if she had too.* I should be going back to the Academy…you don’t mind if I talk to your brother right?
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 12:26:38 AM)
I am sorry it is so hard to tell us apart. It has been both a blessing a curse. *He stood up and offered her a hand to help her up.* I do not mind, any time you need to speak with my brother you are more then welcome too. Can I walk you to your car, or offer you a ride back?
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 12:30:36 AM)
*She took his hand in a very dainty and southern debutant sort of way, even if didn’t need the help. Being brought up as a lady she certainly loved being treated like one. When he offered to drive her home that certain scored him some points. Looking pleasantly surprised she smiled at him* “Really? I would love for you to drive me home. To be honest I detest having to drive. I just got my license a couple of months ago…and I try to avoid doing it if I can.
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 12:34:00 AM)
*He gently held her hand as she stood. He could not help by smile around her, she was lovely and elegant but smart and funny. * I would not offer if I did not wish to do so. Anytime you need a ride for anything you need only call and ask. I do love to drive.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 12:38:27 AM)
I have no idea what sort of car you have but it does look fast and fun. I will most certainly leave every bit of driving to you. I have been known to kill a transmission or two… *Once she had stood, she took the next little move of interlacing her fingers with his, hold his hand. For her it was bold move to make before asking the permission of a true born. Before it hardly mattered because it was game…when it was not a game the perfectionist in her had to do everything right and by the books. *
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 12:44:41 AM)
It is an Aston Martin but I will not bore you with all the little extra details. It is one of my favorate cars since I became interested in cars. *he grins a bit more as she took the bold move and linked fingers with him. Giving a small squeeze as he headed towards the door.*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 12:49:10 AM)
That sounds like the name of someone’s son. My car is gray…and I like that it not shaped like a box. I am told its fast. *And that was just about everything that she knew about her car and how it functioned, that and other people sometimes used it to get her from point A to point B. Cossie seemed to know the way out of the pack house rather easily. Pointing towards the back yard on their way out she smiled* “I love the hedge maze they have here...It can be fun to…wonder around in.”
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 12:52:28 AM)
I think I would get lost her far to easily. I like things simple and I like that my onstar tells me how to get from point a to point b very easily. *He walked a bit closer to her once they had made it out of the house.*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 12:58:13 AM)
We are all rather complex here, myself included. Don’t worry I wrote and instruction manual. *She smiled at him, her shoulder touched his as they walked. Then something dawned on her, she was in heels, low ones but still her was taller than her. Not by too much but still enough to make her take notice* You are taller than I am. *She said turning to look at him in a matter of fact voice, like it was something terribly important. * I like that…
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:01:16 AM)
*he looked over at her and he could not help but chuckle at her.* I'm glad that you do not mind that at, I'm not sure that I can change the height thing. *A wink as he heads to his car, pulling open the passanger side door for her.*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:06:10 AM)
No it just means I can wear heels and get away with it. *She seemed just slightly hard pressed to let go of his hand giving it another squeeze before she let go, slipping into the passenger side seat. The idea that he came from the same world she was use to, was strangely comforting. She didn’t need to explain herself it seemed* Oh and if you come to the Academy…just know I don’t really let garou there…maybe in my living area but not really on the grounds. Its of course not safe to talk about family stuff there.
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:10:00 AM)
I do like a lady with good taste in foot wear. *He gives her a teasig smile as she let go of his hand. He sloftly closed the door and walked around to the drivers side. Sliding into the seat he started the car up and asked his nav system for directions to the school.* And I will make sure to never bring up family business there, it has its place and purpose.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:17:32 AM)
*She looked at him for a moment, maybe a little longer than she should before turning to face outward. She was smiling a little bit. The realization that even though the whole world seemed like it was falling part a couple of weeks ago, it was still intact and doing just fine today.* How long are you and your brother planning to stay in the US?
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:19:19 AM)
I work for my father and I think that my brother is claiming the same. I think that is called a working visa among other things. *he backed out of his parking spot and headed off down the road.* Why do you ask?
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:24:38 AM)
Well I really thought it would be a pitty to get to know you and like you really well then you tell me you will be leaving in two weeks. I think that might upset me a bit. I just wanted to know if that was going to be an issue on the table. That or if you really are a drug over lord and are just here to fight extrodition
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:28:03 AM)
*He smiles and laughs at her.* I am not or will ever be a drug over lord. As exciting as that life sounds it is not something I wish to get into. As for leaving, I plan on being here for a very long time.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:33:16 AM)
I was not being serious about the drug over lord thing. I think my PR manager would hang me up by feet if I told him I was dating someone like that. Yes I could see his fee going up tremendously. I am glad you plan on being here for a while. Oh and Mari Gras…If you are not familiar with that…you might want to read up on it, avoid the French Quarter on March 8th if that is not to your liking.
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:35:06 AM)
*He tilts his head and smiles a bit.* My father would hang me if I got caught down there. Pictures of me in a place like that. *he shakes his head and laughs again.* I think he would kill me and then my brother just to make sure he got the right one.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:38:47 AM)
*She could not help but laugh shaking her head at his admition while she knew that same feeling in her own world* You would be suprised how many young american socolites get into trouble. It is not because they can't get out of trouble or cover it up either. It's because they dont' want to.
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:42:22 AM)
That is truely a shame, when one does not show honor in the way they hold themselves. They are a name not only for themselves but for their family. *he gives a small nod.* maybe you could come over for dinner at my place that night. It will keep us both out of trouble.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:46:32 AM)
I am hardly one for doing that sort of self expression in public. But I would much rather have dinner with you than with my mother. So I would be honored to attempt to keep you out of trouble.
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:47:55 AM)
*He grins at her and nods.* I am very glad to have your company, if you wish to make you mother happy she may come as well. That is unless you think that is a bit too soon to meet her.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:49:41 AM)
Honestly my mother would adore you, but...we can talk about that later...there is a bit of complexity to that situation...
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:52:19 AM)
(( holy crap look at the time I gotta skip on out. I had tons of fun though! ))
Zdenek Zeman (Feb 22, 2011 1:52:43 AM)
(night)
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 1:52:54 AM)
(( nini!))
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Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:41:51 PM)
*Dalton had just finished his lunch.. His mate and child where off studying the language of the month.. He was looking around for boris and kylie amogst the sprawling estate.. Till he decided to touch along the pack link*~pl~Hey where you at bondage?
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 2:43:44 PM)
~pl~ I'm out side your door. was about to knock. *sheake his head *
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:44:47 PM)
*He moved to the door and opened it up into the entrance way..*Ahh well there you are welcome.. *He held out his hand for boris to enter*
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 2:46:15 PM)
* turns to the side to let himself in* Thank you, you needed to speak with me?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:47:56 PM)
Ohh most certainly.. I don't recall giving you a tour last time you where here, I would also like to get your quarters made up.. There are some important features of the estate that i would like the ahourns.. *he tappes boris shoulder* to be especialy aware of..
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:48:41 PM)
plus you need updateing on some things.
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 2:51:50 PM)
*nods* I have a fine apt not at nice as this or shiny's place, but let us walk and talk then.
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:55:23 PM)
Well we have to live together we are packmates.. Sides this is where our kin and our pack reside others have apartments and such but they still live here. We need to otherwise we leave ourselves unguarded and open to idiots whom might try and attack us. You do realise our tribe is not liked in this area? That attacks might not be limited to normal enemy attacks yes?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 2:56:38 PM)
Hell our alphas been told *He waved his hand in the air* that he would be killed by some freakish cliath fang.. Though the fang dissapeared.. Oddly enough it was over another shadow lord that had assulted our alphas mate..
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:00:40 PM)
*nods know the story of steven he has heard now atleast two times* Ahh but Beta would not it be worth showing those that would Lord enmeies that we do mot fear then and I was taken out would not prove I was worthless?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:07:43 PM)
*He was leading boris up the stairs.. At the top of the stairs was two large extremly large fucking dogs.. Both of those dogs parted there path then turned and moved down the hall towards a specific room then they stood outside that room quietly.. He turned and looked at boris* it is no longer about you brother, you are in a pack, you are a ahourn, one whom does not hide behind table tops I was assured of this.. You are a protector of those in this pack and it's wards. I try hard to establish some sort of working order to keep people up on there physical prowess, but some well they rather do *he tosses his hand in the air in a dismisive way* what ever it is they do. We need strengthen within these walls. Besides I would garner if you where to die it would only prove you worthless if you where to die alone with no cause. You are here to fight for grandfather thunder for gaia and most certainly for the storm crows. Can not possidbly do all that to your full potensial if you living alone in some nice apartment.
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:14:39 PM)
*nods his black eyes flare with inner fire as walks up the stairs* As you wish I will do as I ordered
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:19:54 PM)
*He led him down the hall and up another set of stairs all the way to the third floor freaking christ this place was massive with hall ways that streched out in every direction.. It was like a maze of zig zagging halls and large doors.. Even the stair cases themselves where wide and extremly tall like the castles of old.. It really was like walking through the halls of camelott one could allmost picture men on horse back paradeing right up the stairs with little difficulty. Dalton was leading Boris straight down the hall to a door.. He opened the door and Boris could see as he steped into the entrance way of the door dalton had opened that boris seemed to be standing in a round pillar shaped room like a tower room.. There along the walls of the room where mirros of all shapes and sizes boriss own reflection stareing back at himself from every angel.. The sun shimmering into th room also bouncing off the mirrors making the room shimmer and shine.. on the floor of the room was all sorts of shiney objects that b
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:20:16 PM)
belonged to the totem of the pack, this was obviously the shrine room for there totem..*
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:28:50 PM)
~pl~so you heard of our alphas adren challenge?
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:32:26 PM)
* watching the making a metal notting on the way he had comes shrine room and nods* I heard a little of it.
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:37:09 PM)
~pl~Yes well on that rank challenge we found out the sept is being targeted by a powerful wind spirit, whom is useing all the information it has gathered to aid the spirals into launching an attack against shared blood. We can not speak of this out loud to anyone unless we have set up the murumur rite other wise the wind the very air you breath will bring what you say to the tainted wind spirit and then the spirals would know that we know that the sept knows and they could change the date of attack and catch the place unprepared.
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:38:33 PM)
*Nods* ~PL~ understood
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:39:40 PM)
~pl~I warned the elder through a way of silent communication useing a pencil and paper after which i burned the paper and they are aware of how we strived to protect them all this time without even being members. We proved that are not only useful, but vital to there survival in more then one occasion. It is why the wise rites mistress grandmother hilma was defending us when we went for membership, for she was the one whom i always warned or aided with things no one else would do, and she is the one whom saw us succeed time and time again.
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:41:37 PM)
Working at raiseing our reputation was not a easy task which brings me to the next issue.. our reputaiton in this area.. remember at the shadow moot we had, the woman with the black diamond in the middle of her forhead.. *He touched his forhead to indicate the woman had a diamond "IN" her forhead! it was a feature dalton did not think many could over look*
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:44:56 PM)
* nods again in his silent nature* did not talk to that person
Borislav Matrosov (Feb 22, 2011 3:46:00 PM)
(okay will see you in the morning then)
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 3:46:05 PM)
(ok)
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Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:11:05 PM)
*Dalton was moving through the halls while dama was in lessons with honor in private some where.*
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:12:36 PM)
*Tasha was in the kitchen attempting to frost a cake for stevens birthday. She had more frosting on her APRON! than on the cake at the moment*
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:14:20 PM)
*He peeked in and looked at tasha then outwardly chuckled* ohhhh what is this? You decorating yourself in frosting for stevens birthday? Gonna let him haver his cake and eat it to?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:17:15 PM)
*SHe'd laugh when dalton said that* Well He's sleeping i think and its not nearly as pretty as your cakes are dalton*it was a bit lopsided *
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:18:38 PM)
hey i can help if you want
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:18:57 PM)
I can teach you how to make a cake in less then *thinks * 20 minutes..
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:20:17 PM)
I was thinking i could make him a cake and i was thinking about...hmm BBQ for dinner what do you think? *She didnt seem of course her most tashay self.*THat would be great...i'll keep this one for now...you know show the level of process as we go onward though out the birthdays
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:24:23 PM)
*He grinned at her* yeah we got a grill ut back we could set the heat up in the pool have a barbaque and like cake for afterwards.. *he nodded* sure we can keep that one for tonight.. How bout i help you with the frosting a bit more?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:26:25 PM)
Could always use more cake *She'd smile and hand him the frosting* Here save me from my self *she'd step back a bit and look in he fridge* what sort of sides?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:29:26 PM)
umm no clue suppose ya could whip up some umm potatoe salad some macaroni salad that normaly goes with barbaque right? Prep some stuffed peppers for the grill, stuff them with some portabella mushroms some garlic cloves and pearl onions mixing it with butter and wrap them in aluminum foil then when you toss them on the grill and cook it.. when you open them fuckers youll see the buttery sauce ozze out with all the vegtables its rather tastey..
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:29:35 PM)
And easy to make
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:31:52 PM)
(( So today is Steven Sperm touch down day and his birthday)) *He had lost her at Prep ...her eyes would gloss over a bit and she would nod slowly* ...alright...god it
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:31:58 PM)
*He took the frosting from her and tried to frost the cake a bit more with a grin.. and a whistle*
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:35:11 PM)
So ...i dont think i much like the sept to much ...But i know i have a duty to be the best shadowlord kin i can be...its just...they make shit difficult
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:39:20 PM)
cource they do, there not gonna make it easy.. *He said in full understanding* and its not like you have to be there all the time. Fact is you are better then them, deep down inside they know it. They know it enough to fear it. they are more threatened by perfection then they are by imperfection. If they find no flaws and only merits in you, if you are setting the bar of ettiqute honor and respect higher then they are capable of grasping it. Then you are indeed a threat to there own childish behavior and banter. Leaving them looking well less then a acceptable member of the garou society.. And clearly incapable of ever being capable of belonging to the best tribe in the nation. Making the shadow lord kin seemingly superior to the other tribes kin makes us look superior.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:40:49 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:41:39 PM)
There for you are aiding the pack raise the reputation of the tribe in the area, you are aiding us in making others behave more properly when in the procreate that they should. They should know there attitudes reflect there tribe. They appear to be foolish, childish, or even rude, it reflects the true born whom they come from. *He finished frosting the cake and moved to put it in the fridge*
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:42:22 PM)
If i have to hear...Oh what happend to Cosette One More time....*she'd shake her head*they keep looking at me ...like and they treat me poorly...like..Oh pssh whatever and Steven he doesnt really say anything
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:44:50 PM)
*He grinned and shook his head putting the cake in the fridgerator..* my responce would have been simple to that.. "I do not think our tribal matters are any of your concearn." End quote.. *He then grinned and replied* I would like to be around when some dumb ass asks that question.
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:44:53 PM)
*She seemed to be in fine mood, even after a long day at the academy. Still in the school’s uniform she headed up the pack house, knocking on the door once before slipping inside. Her hands placed behind her back as she moved through the house, trying to keep the sound of echoing heels on surely freshly mopped floors to a minimum.* *She seemed to be in fine mood, even after a long day at the academy. Still in the school’s uniform she headed up the pack house, knocking on the door once before slipping inside. Her hands placed behind her back as she moved through the house, trying to keep the sound of echoing heels on surely freshly mopped floors to a minimum.*
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:45:24 PM)
(Weird it looked like a double post or something)
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:45:30 PM)
(( ok...not sure how I posted that twice?))
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:45:53 PM)
*She'd dig into the fridge and take out the dumplings*...I dont say anything because well ...I'm a kinfolk who am i to say anything....But he's a garuo and he well he can say more than i can say
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:46:22 PM)
*Dalton was moving round the kitchen when he heard the knock on the door.. One of the dogs was sitting at the entrance to the kitchen.. obviously the beast had been trained not to enter the kitchen and it seemed to be looking into the kitchen watching dalton move about inside it*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:48:04 PM)
*Pretty red head looked down at the dog near the kitchen entrance moving to pet it, but deciding against it she quickly moved her hand back, slowly she moved past it with a sly little grin looking to Tasha and Dalton.* How is everyone?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:48:14 PM)
Did you know someone brought brownies to the trail of that Hototo person.....who the hell does that? *she'd mutter as she turns around *its just demended ...
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:49:10 PM)
*He looked at tasha* well people brought popcorn and soda when they went to see the passion of christ.. *He couldnt help but chuckle at it..*
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:51:17 PM)
Fine...just getting things ready for Stevens Birthday *tasha would head to the walk in fridge as she goes to step inside she'd come out carrying a massive Hunk of tri tip nearly the size of her torso* Dalton...i'm going to need you to cut this into sections please *she'd look at what Cosette was wearing* You look studious *She'd say with a smile*You want something to eat Cosette?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:51:41 PM)
((BEEF!!)
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:53:25 PM)
*He smiled at cosette* ello Cossie.. come on in and join us if you want.., We are prepareing grilled beast for stevens birthday.. *He looked at the beef and tasha and chuckled.. He took it from her and placed it on the stone counter grabbing a kitchen knife as he began to cut it into smaller steaks..*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:55:12 PM)
Oh yes…his birthday is coming up. I guess that’s one party I am not invited to. *She said with a bit of a wink, strangely playful about it, rocking back on her heels for a second she looked down at her uniform then back to Tasah* It’s a part of the job, what can I say? I can’t stay long I have to go back to the school. Something about gum and trouser socks….or was it snakes…*She shook her head* I just wanted to see if you, Dalton would have some time to talk to me later?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 5:56:39 PM)
*He nodded to cossie* cource i would.. I'm always here when you need someone to talk to you know that little soldier
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:57:41 PM)
Dont be Silly Cosette Your invited ...*she'd smile as she moved around*You want like a soda or something?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:58:34 PM)
After work come by for dinner ...I made a cake...sort of...Dalton it was a cake right...
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 5:59:39 PM)
It was some sort of subrace of cake...but it was covered in frosting
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 5:59:54 PM)
Thanks Dalton, and you too Tasha, are other people going to be here? I don't' want to make him uncomfortable or anything. *She asked helping herself to a soda from the fridge* I hope it is not in clown shape.
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:02:06 PM)
Your Family and I dont think he'd be uncomfortable** Or did tasha simply not care if steven was uncomfortable**...he'll get over it ...I want you to be there...um well Stevens Mother and everyone else i am assuming
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:03:01 PM)
*He nodded to cosette and he washed his hands and began seasoning the steaks and pounding the large pepercorn mix into the each steak with his fists his arms tencing up with each punch then flipping them all then washing his hands again before toucvhing the season shaker and then seasoning the other side of them before punishing it into the flesh of each one again.. *
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:03:46 PM)
Darcie...oh wow...yeah...she use to like me...his father well, I am not sure he liked anyone. Fredrick...wow...*She tipped her can up to Tasha for a mment* Have fun with that one.
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:05:30 PM)
I already Met Fredrick...*she'd look to Dalton* I think i got him on a good day...he said it was wonderful meeting me...*she'd look to cosette* I politely excused my self and vomited outside...i had been holding that in since dinner had started
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:05:53 PM)
now he is a wonderful man, i always got along swimmingly with him myself. *he then placed all the steaks in a metal pan before washing his hands again then useing disenfectant bleach wipes on the counter in which he recently had the steak on.. Then tossing out the wipes he used only to wash his hands again*
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:06:50 PM)
Oh yeah? He told me he hated my hair and pretty much called me a half breed. *She shurgged her shoulders a bit.* Something about red heads I guess.
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:07:13 PM)
I love red heads...if i ever want to seem smarter than i really am...i'm a red head
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:07:31 PM)
red heads are always smart...
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:09:07 PM)
I came to love it and accept it. Eric use to give me greif about it, and yes Tasha before Steven tells you and thinks it bothers me. My mother is a not kinfolk or gaoru...just a normal lady. Dalton and Aarron have pretty much beat it into my head that its not your blood or who your parents are...its what -you- as lord do yourself. So I don't really hide it anymore.
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:09:23 PM)
*He heard the red heads are smart and laughed* if you say so Tasha.. *He then went to pulling out the portabella mushrooms the garlic, along with the pearl onions and green red and yellow big bell pepers*
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:12:00 PM)
i say so...*She'd point at dalton* Powerpuff girls...the red head one is the smart one...
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:13:12 PM)
*He looked at Tasha* charlies angels the smart one was not the red head..
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:13:26 PM)
She was the crazy kick your ass in the ground fighter..
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:13:35 PM)
no she was Asian the red heads of the racial world!
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:13:41 PM)
Much like *he thumbs at cossie before grabbing the knife* our little soldier
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:14:30 PM)
Yeah...I have been known to put a hurting on some people...On that note....I have to go back to school and run some girls around the track till their less fall off for getting caught smokeing in the bathroom. I love my job. *When she said she loved her job she did indeed seem to mean it. Smiling she waved to the others* Got to run I hope to be back later~
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:16:07 PM)
what are brunetts ?
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:16:51 PM)
(( gotta run for a bit *grunt*))
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:16:54 PM)
have a good day Cosette!*she'd say with a slight wave of her hand *
Cosette Alder (Feb 22, 2011 6:16:54 PM)
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Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:17:17 PM)
*she'd look toward dalton*Do you think she forgot?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:17:38 PM)
((Dude i want a beef sandwich right now)
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:19:52 PM)
*Looks at tasha* forgot what?
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:22:47 PM)
that his birthday is today
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:23:07 PM)
*Looking at tasha* or perhaps she never knew?
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:24:03 PM)
(this is what dalton ment by red heads are phsyco fighters not thinkers lol.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LFmkVAENVQ )
Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:24:16 PM)
(( i gtg get going food time)
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:24:31 PM)
(ahh kk)
Dalton Fortman (Feb 22, 2011 6:24:39 PM)
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Tasha Rackow (Feb 22, 2011 6:24:55 PM)
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