Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:20:13 AM)
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Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:20:19 AM)
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London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:20:31 AM)
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Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:22:33 AM)
When the trio arrived, it was obvious some "redevelopment" was going on. There was sheetrock outside with wooden planking and various other implements that were near a tarp, should the weather shift. Michael was finishing up with a few polish dogs and some breaded chicken on the top of the grill, greens on the side prepped for chicken salad. Nahuel slid out of the truck and along with, came the hound behind him. With a clipped whistle, it heeled and followed to the pen, where the Annunaki freed the other animal. With the two dogs opened up, they shot off into the woods to enjoy some twilight romping.

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:24:12 AM)
*Her car pulling up the driveway she stops and turns off the engine after the other two have parked. Opening the door and stepping outside her eyes flick over to Michael and she smiles, the man seeming to always have some type of food cooking in preparation for Nahuel's return. Starting up towards the house she shrugged off the oddity of Michaels behaviour with a last shake of her head before knocking upon the door.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:25:00 AM)
- London pulled up in the area usually used for guest parking and killed the engine, but left the radio on to finish the song she was listening to. London was tapping her fingers ont he steering wheel, until the song ended. Once that was done, London exited the vehicle, phone in hand as she moved to the back to grab her "comfy clothes, it was time to get out of high glam mode completely. She grabbed the gymbag, secured the car and headed off towards the front door-

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:27:06 AM)
*Turning to look over her shoulder at the approaching London, she notices the gymp back with a soft laugh.* You know mon ami, I think perhaps I should start carrying spare clothes in my car also no? I seem to never be appropriately dressed and spend too much time ending up in other people's clothing.

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:27:52 AM)
*With the various vehicles arriving, Michael nodded to himself and set aside the ingredients. The servant headed in and prepared bowls accordingly of chicken caesar, sliding them across the open concept kitchen to the edge of the bar on the other side. Nahuel opened the door with a smirk, shaking his head.* As if you're required to fucking knock. Get in. And what's wrong with my clothing? London, she looks amazing in a loose white buttondown, doesn't she? Just down to the edge of the curve on the ass? God.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:28:51 AM)
- London chuckled as she arrived at Vi's side- But men love to see us wear their clothing chere.. This is your man jack one of his shirts, I doubt he would .. - she aughed as Nahuel expressed the same sentiment- See chere?

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:29:35 AM)
I am not your woman Nahuel, and Amos doesnt have button down shirts - she stuck her tounge out at him as she breezed by into the house-

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:30:15 AM)
*She laughs as she steps inside, the sparkle returning to the blue eyes as she unhooks the bag from her shoulder and lets it fall upon the lounge. Her hand reaching out on reflex for the control, she turns off the television and looks back at the two over her shoulder.* Perhaps I am not so inappropriately dressed here after all then no? Anyhow we have made discoveries regarding the hounds, but we think perhaps that you may have more information than either of us can aquire ourselves Nahuel.

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:31:08 AM)
Can't get around the whole easy access aspect, either. It's like, the best aspects of a skirt, with the similar sentiment reminding as to why they're already in it, yanno? *And, Nahuel shoulder-checked London as she moved past with a grin, showing their relationship was a bit different.* I know. I'm seeking empathy here. Validation. Fucking agree with me, asshole. *A grin was thrown to London, and as he quite literally felt like a new man after Lore of the Flesh, the Argentinian turned and dipped Violetta, all Time Magazine style-kiss.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:33:27 AM)
*Dipped backwards she grinned, looking up into his eyes as thoughts of hounds and earthbound were momentarily forgotten. One hand curling around the back of his neck, fingers playing gently accross the exposed skin there she easily arches into the move with the grace of a born dancer, content to remain until he should pull her back to her feet.* It becomes an inescapable conclusion that I should not bring spare clothes and instead find ways to raid your wardrobe as quickly as I can upon entering your house.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:33:29 AM)
Nope, you are just fine chere.. Only wait until I leave for the humping, or I will bill you both my .. Boy, can you await five damn minutes before you are humping her ?! - London covered her eyes dramatically- Now I am blinded for life and shall write meaningful songs and become the 9th wonder of the world - London made her way into the downstairs bathroom and closed the door -

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:36:51 AM)
Blinded for life. Uh huh. *He laughed at London's exit, shaking his head while remaining intertwined in some sense of the word with Violetta. Inward, Nahuel wondered if he should put razor wire around his dryer with all the female attention it got. Or a suction cupped dildo and wetwipes. The thought made him smile openly, but a little more dastardly than lovingly. With a grin, Nahuel once more kissed Violetta and carried on.* I fail to see how this is a negative thing. Shit, I'm half tempted to start buying suits wholesale to outfit you properly. It'd be a good writeoff, at least. *He plucked up the bowl of chicken caesar salad and beset upon it like a ravenous machine.* Scho, Relichks?

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:37:37 AM)
(lol)

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:39:55 AM)
*She laughs and once righted moves over to where he keeps his drinks, far more interested in aquiring another scotch than anything else at this point. A bottle located she finds three glasses and unscrewing the cap looks over to him.* Non, first the Hounds. We found out some of their background. You see there were seven created during the war and each hound was given one target each, their entire purpose being to destroy this target. More itneresting still, they were created by one of your house within the Ebon Legion and originally made of syr. *Walking over to him she places his drink before him, the other remaining cupped in her hand.* It is possible that you hold the secret to this puzzle locked away somewhere in the recesses of your mind.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:41:00 AM)
- London emerged from what she thought was a bathroom but turned out to be a laundry room instead clad in yoga capris, and a simple white yoga tank top. her feet were bare but she had her tennis shoes stuffed with socks in hand, the bag on her shoulder. She moved into the living room dropping the bag and shoes by the door before moving to take a seat on the opposite couch , folding her legs under her body-

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:43:49 AM)
... Really. And made of Syr. Fuck, if we could take them out... with the depth of those footprints? Jesus Christ on a Motherfucking Pogostick. I'd be set for life. God, now I really want to take them out. We should pick up our martial training again. If anything, for these goddamned Tindalos things. *Nahuel turned to face London and there was a curious moment, as if she was one of those "frumpy, tomboy girls" that suddenly looked drop dead gorgeous. Nahuel's jaw went lax for a second, until he caught himself. Stuffing his mouth with salad, he apologized to Violetta with a look.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:46:02 AM)
Oh yeah chere.. Let me explain what happened at the club.. Nahuel was in pain he moved like one of my boys.. so I turned his pain receptors down a bit so he can function without being a surly bastard- she gives him a mock mean look -

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:46:07 AM)
*She laughs and takes the second drink over to London.* You see mon ami, he wishes to kill the assasin not because it targets me but because it may give him syr... then follows it by oggling my friend. *Passing the drink to London she winks at the other girl.* Remind me to slap him and storm out in rampant indignation the moment he gives us the information we need.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:47:50 AM)
Done. he may even get two slaps for his trouble - She accepts the glass and sipsit, licking her lips before she holds it in one hand- So that answers the next question.. Amos said that Syr was rare to come by, but if we can imbue weapons with it, we can defeat the hounds

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:48:13 AM)
Both reasons! Both! *He grunted and shook his head. The moment was lost, and he showed defeat plain across his expression. Nahuel moved to the L shaped couch and sat down, eating. Another grunt and the Annunaki glanced towards the fireplace. He appeared mostly irritated with himself.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:49:53 AM)
- London laughs- What are we going to do with those two Chere.. Mine oggles you and yours oggles me not in high glam oh no.. when I am in comfy mode .. I may develop a complex

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:50:03 AM)
*She nods and takes a seat beside London, her own scotch craddled in her hands.* Oui, moreover he said that it was in fact only syr that could harm them at all, otherwise they simply continue jumping bodies. However Nahuel, what we need to know is if you can remember anything of these Hounds from before?

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:51:51 AM)
[ *Motherfucking KICKS THE ROLLER REPEATEDLY. 05/22/11 06:51:35 Nahuel Ramos rolls 7 dice vs. diff of 6 to Intel + Legacy.: 7, 1, 3, 3, 2, 3, 8 ,W: 2 successes ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:52:26 AM)
[ roll again !]

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:52:30 AM)
(lol nice work! I got 2 sux on 4 dice with my roll btw :P)

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:52:52 AM)
[ i got 5 sux, legion had to write a novella it was awesome]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 2:55:13 AM)
Nahuel looked away from the pair of women, which was quite a fucking task in and of itself. And as his eyes shifted from Liaphon, the pupils rattled as if in REM Sleep. Head drifted to the side, and the Annunaki appeared to go somewhat catatonic for a moment... the bite of lettuce sliding out of his mouth.

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 2:57:00 AM)
*Her back reached for the slim ciggarette case is slid out, a thin cigar chosen and lit as the only sign of her nervous apprehension that whatever Nahuel mentions could be worse than that which she already knows. Leaning back in the lounge she exhales smoke up to the ceiling with all the calm and poise she had always shown towards the apparent infernal desire of the hounds to end her life.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 2:57:42 AM)
- London got up padding into the kitchen. she was hungry and she knew there was always food to be had around this joint-

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:00:28 AM)
The Annunaki faded back into consciousness and promptly threw up, falling upon the ground and shaking his head violently.

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:01:28 AM)
*She jumped up quickly, the scotch discarded on the coffee table as she rushed over to him, crouching at his side and placing a gentle hand on his back.* Nahuel? What happened? London, quickly! Send your senses out to scan for any intruders!

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:03:52 AM)
I... made them. *His hands jockeyed for leverage against the hardwood floors, Luis storming down the stairs at the voices, and in his hand was a loaded shotgun aimed at the doorway. Nahuel slid upward and onto his ass, in much the same way that both the girls often did. Vomit dribbled from the edges of his mouth and down the facial hair he yet kept. Palms, also soaked in freshly chewed and regurgitated dinner were flush against his thighs as he sat there, staring off into space.* I made them. For Armin Karnash, the Blood Drinker and Lord of the Seventh Column. I made them. The Hounds.

Legion (May 22, 2011 3:05:38 AM)
((okay, and I'm off :) laters))

Legion (May 22, 2011 3:06:03 AM)
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Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:06:50 AM)
[ Hit him for me. ]

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:08:51 AM)
*Struck silent by the revelation, she breathed in quickly and blinked. Her hand sliding from his back she slowly rose to her feet, the tip of the cigar placed between her lips and inhaled upon deeply while her mind struggled to catch up to the information that was pouring into her ears.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:08:51 AM)
- London came racing from the kitchen, sandwich in hand and mouth full of a bite. She moved towards Nahuel, seeing the vomit and [ hi legion!] setting the sandwich down with a wrinkle of her nose and moved to get something to clean things up. She soon returned with spray cleaner, paper towels and a plastic bag. She handed vi to towels to clean Nahuel off while she went to work on the vomit.. ewh!-

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:10:30 AM)
- so she sets the towels on the table, still cleaning vomit- Chere... He didn't know what they were fore... he was only following orders... Do Not Hold This Against Him.. - she got all of the chunky stuffup, and used the spray and make sure it was clean, her nose wrinkled but shes beastin' through it-

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:12:01 AM)
Violetta leaving the touch, Nahuel shook his head and stared at the ground. He remained... for all intents and purposes, completely devoid of expression as he looked through the ground to what was behind it. The repercussions, all of it. How was this even possible? The Hounds were invariably a work of the Mummu, not the Kishtar. But... the Syr? Maybe more fitting... as they were more... elemental? His mind was a wash. Eyes blinked occasionally, but the Demon was completely wrapped up into his mind.

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:13:41 AM)
Oui. *She speaks absently as though in a dream, seeing or hearing things outside of the room before she finally nodded once more, more certainly the cigar placed upon the discarded plate of food as she answers with a louder voice.* Oui, of course. *Stepping over to Nahuel, her hand returned to his back, running down to his waist as she attempted to help him rise.* Come Nahuel, you must shower and change, then we will have fresh drinks and you will tell us all that you remember so that we may find a way out of this mess no?

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:16:36 AM)
The Malefactor nodded quietly and rose up, considering. His hand rubbed the back of his neck, where he'd felt the burn of the furnace. The heat of the Core. It appeared he may puke again, but held it under wraps and attempted to approach from a logical standpoint of damage control. He shuffled towards the bathroom as though carried by another force, zombie-like.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:17:07 AM)
You go on and help him with that Chere.. I got things covered down here - she sighed and moved around making sure she got it all up, then folloed their path to make sure nothing was there either. once she was satisfied she cleaned everything up, she grabbed the bag, put the now unappetizing sandwich into it and headed outside to toss the bag-

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:19:05 AM)
*She nodded to London with a grateful smile as she moved with Nahuel and off to the bathroom, remaining quiet she stepped up to the shower turning on the water and adjusting the temperature as he no doubt stripped his soiled clothing away. Her voice soft she turned to look at him through the quickly rising steam.* It was a lifetime ago no? We were at war, we always knew that at some point we must have fought against one another.

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:22:26 AM)
*Nodding quietly, he stepped backward into the shower and looked at Violetta. The pattering of the shower rained down upon his head, splaying the short hair down to his brow and each other location, clouding his vision. With the glass door open, he stared out at her for a few brief moments and sighed, shaking his head. With a frown on his face, Nahuel reached forward and plucked her into the shower with him, burying his face into her shoulder.* I didn't know. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:25:38 AM)
*Her arms winding around his neck, fingertips threaded through his hair as the water rained down over her lovely dress, soaking the beautiful fabric, exotic shoes and ruining them both entirely. Holding him close, her face turned to the side lips brushing against his temple, his forehead his cheeks as mumured words of reassurance run accross his skin.* There is no need to be sorry my Ar'siuqqa, if you were a man of less strength, less cunning, less commitment then how could I have ever given you my heart? It was war.... we were enemies.

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:29:05 AM)
Water... under the bridge. Heh. *Bringing his brow to hers, Nahuel sighed and tilted just enough to bring their lips together in as much effort as he could put into the action. Drained. Emotionally and mentally, the Annunaki just swayed under the water in time with the Lammasu. The pair remained there for long enough to be empathic with one another and forgiving, without grossing out the player of London. Eventually, after just enough time until the Rabisu had prepared to leave, the shower door opened. An audible sound was heard as the pipes clipped the water supply upstairs.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:29:49 AM)
(lol)

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:30:08 AM)
- London wandered over to the grill on her way back to the house, her appetite was ruined for all of 5 minutes, she grinned at the man manning the grill [ Thank you !] figuring they needed time for angry make up sex anyway-

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:31:36 AM)
- London didnt leave, in fact she was posted up at the fire with the man who was on grill duty, just sitting quietly,chowing on a polish sausage or 3 -

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:32:20 AM)
*Stepping out she looks down at her soaked clothing, then back to him and laughs as she reaches for a towel and strips off the wet clothing. The laughter something in the nature of relief or release sweeps through the house and promises forgiveness and hope before she moves off into Nahuel's closet and chooses one of his shirts. Dressed -again- in his clothing, the fourth outfit now ruined by his house she waits for him to get changed before slipping an arm around his waist and starting down the stairs.*

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:36:02 AM)
Nahuel dried off slow, still gathering his thoughts. His grasp on reality. None of this was recalled. There was never any time in the Forges until after the Resurrection. It was all... so foreign. As Violetta dressed, the Argentinian stared into the mirror for a couple seconds to attempt to center again. Didn't work. He clothed in that same sort of distant manner, but nominally returning inch by inch. Intertwined with Vi on the way back down, it seemed he was more distraught over it than she. Maybe because he knew it wasn't all done yet.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:36:28 AM)
- London got up and headed back for the house, eating the sausage in a rather obscene manner, but quite oblivious to it, not even noticing she probably gave the grill guy wood as he watched her. She wiped her feet on the mat before stepping in just in tim to see the two come down the stairs. Once London saw Vi in one of his shirts, she knew things were cool with them again and smiled after taking the sausage from her mouth. She licked her lips and moved into the kitchen to wash her hands , drying them off on a paper towel before heading back into the living room -

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:37:00 AM)
*A frown suddenly marring her features her mouth works as she speaks unheard words, the whisper little more than an exhallation of breath. Releasing her hold of Nahuel's waist she walks a little away from him and London, turning her face towards the window as she seems determined to converse with the pane of glass.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:39:06 AM)
- London moved to Nahuel, speaking softly- From now on Cher.. you need pain relief call me.. perhaps its time to kick the habit - her eyes were soft, non judgmental but firm none the less-

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:41:14 AM)
We need you clear.. She needs you clear so we can stop them once and for all - she continued to speak for his ears only, placing a firendly hand on his shoulder-

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:43:34 AM)
*Nahuel looked across at London, and his eyes followed suit with features, hardening somewhat.* I fail to see how it's a proper time for an intervention. *The touch, however, stopped his temper from bleeding over into literally everything else. The near death stare he gave at the woman he had just perceived to be a judgemental cunt slowed pace and dissipated. The Torment subsided slowly and Nahuel shook his head, sighing. A nod given to London, as she was right. And abruptly he hugged her, became aware of the transgression, nodded his thanks again and flitted off to Violetta's side again. Obviously, social endeavors and incidents without "SMASH." weren't his strong point.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:46:11 AM)
*She shakes her head, her eyes filled with sadness as Nahuel moves closer. Her hand reaching on impulse for his she tries to bring a smile to her lips that seems a small pathetic thing as she looks between them both.* I am sorry, I was... contacted, you both understand oui? I think this is good news, though truly. If Nahuel is the creator of these hounds then who better to help us learn about them and understand how to face them, likely he can also tell who is the second target within the city, and it makes sense that they first showed themselves here, at the moment that I first arrived onto his lands.

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:53:33 AM)
I've considered the options at hand. One, I go further back and we recall better weak points to destroy and dismantle them for parts. Two, I try to recall if I had a failsafe. A backdoor to take advantage of and... utilize them. Bring them in on our side. We're looking at this as a tank with impenetrable walls and armor. There's no such thing, and any weapon can be turned 'round. There has to be a way. *The distance of his thoughts started to make sense. He wasn't feeling remorse -- The Annunaki's mind was blazing through options. Through solutions. The self hatred, however, that was the remorse. When Nahuel nodded to Violetta, kissing her lightly but slowly to stand as her podium now, he pulled her towards the couch and beckoned London after to seat herself. Nahuel took the ottoman, and leaned forward to the pair, steepling his fingers.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 3:55:58 AM)
*Falling into a seat she crossed her bare legs with a nod, trying to catch his enthusiasm as best she could.* Oui, if you created them then somewhere in your mind is certainly the key to dismantling them or overcoming them. We have heard that no other has survived the attack of the Hounds, now it would appear that we have the key to doing so.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:56:09 AM)
- London sighed softly and moved to sit down, raking her hair back from ehr face with both hands.. The situation was getting weirder and more fucked up by the moment, and it was working her last nerve. They take a strp foward only to be knocked 20 back, but there was hope, they had thair creator on theri side, so the things can be defeated- That is a great idea.. because that is not all we have to deal with Cher... We have the eathbound, and the Rhymer Raveners..

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 3:58:06 AM)
You know, even with the nuances of this bullshit. With the revelations. With all the negativity. All I want to do is put on a marathon of Mystery Science Theater 3000 and drop 8 Oxycodone, and spend the next three days in between consciousness and laughter and sex. With Liaphon, I mean. Not that you're not beautiful yourself, London. Thanks for cleaning up my puke, by the way. *He coughed and sighed, shaking his head. Wrong words, wrong time.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 3:59:02 AM)
No offense taken Cher.. I got a big ol burly cajun at home if I feel so inclined - she grinned -

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:01:02 AM)
Don't mention it Nahuel.. No, really that goes to the pit with you Cher.. it will ruin my reputation.. But hear me when I tell you this... You are good people .. and I do not hold anything you had to do under command against you, hear?

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:01:30 AM)
*She sighs, her head falling forwards and into her hands, her attention seeming to drift away from the pair once more. Shoulders bowed she closes her eyes, feeling that curse upon her once more.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:02:37 AM)
Vi, this is a good thing Chere... we have something better than Syr on our side, we have their creator...

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:03:00 AM)
*Nahuel nodded to London, gesturing to the other side of Violetta. Now it was her turn to be propped up. The Argentinian took the opposing side and did his best to be encouraging, but wasn't great at it. He leflt the talking to London.*

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:03:04 AM)
And he loves you, so all we have to do is stop them and get on with the other matters at hand

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:05:32 AM)
I killed one before .. so that means I had some type of Syr weapon .. I need to recall how I killed it.. If I did it once, I can do it again ..

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:07:33 AM)
*Raising her face, the dark hair washes around her features, her voice soft, a gentle mournful thing as the touch of her light upon the air around them all dims.* Excusez-moi mes amies. Michael feels he cannot be close to me anymore and tells me that he has withdrawn himself from my presence for the future.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:08:44 AM)
Okay, And? He's being a sullen child right now Chere we got bigger fish to fry, tell him that and hang up on his ass...

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:09:36 AM)
Mmmh. More complications due to my fucking presence. *Nahuel laughed and walked to the kitchen, grunting something that included about forty or fifty lines of profanity as he went. Once there, he put down nearly a fifth of bourbon.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:10:27 AM)
*She takes in a deep breath, blinking as she shakes her head to some unheard words.* It distracts me from the important issues at hand. *She looks over to Nahuel, her eyes watching him as he moves accross the room, her words spoken softly and to London.* I cannot help but feel I am purchasing my own happiness at the expense of those around me London, perhaps I am too selfish.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:13:29 AM)
- London lets out a growl - NO! You have every fucking right to be happy, and if hes acting like this now.. then no wonder... who wants a weak man chere? You are the fucking Banner ! You can call forth the storm and you would really give your heart o some pitifu excuse of a slayer? - London shook her head- No chere.. the way I see it.. you made the right choice and got yourself a real man so if you coddle him I will forever be mad at you .... And I saved his life, but its time to get over the bullshit and get to whats real ... We got REAL problems right now YOU have real problems right now and frankly, Michael is not one of them

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:15:22 AM)
I shouldn't be pulling this same emo bullshit. I should be above this. Why the fuck am I wallowing? *He muttered, probably loud enough to be heard. A shotglass in one hand, the bottle in the other, his shoulders supported his weight as Nahuel leaned forward over the stove, looking down at it. He shook his head and turned around, looking back at Violetta, then to London.* I shouldn't be following this same damned route of self pity and loathing. This is bullshit. We have more important things to deal with. If those around you cannot be happy for your happiness, they're not worth your time. *He grunted, and threw back another shot of the alcohol, then put the glass back down on the tile table... a little too hard. Which shattered it. He nodded to London and rolled his shoulders. Nahuel moved to the fireplace, lit a blazing inferno therein, and went to his Rev form. Deep black skin of metal in an almost asexual shape with those same burning eyes dominated features, the Demon sitting down lotus at the opening edg

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:15:32 AM)
of the flames to meditate on options. On memories.*

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:17:38 AM)
*She nods turning to London.* Perhaps the truth is simply that I find that even if I should give him up, I do not wish to, I do not think I can. Everything here is.... *Breathing in quickly she breaks off mid sentence. Siting back, her eyes opening wide and colour draining from her face as though she'd just been slapped, likely from some distance away. Eyes glassing over with tears she stands up and shakes her head.* I am sorry, I ... I know there are important things happening, occuring around me, only. I need a few moments to... I will be back. *Stammering over apologies she moves away from them both and towards the stairs, apparently content to have her time alone in Nahuel's house, even now not wanting to leave it's shelter.*

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:22:20 AM)
Violetta is going upstairs for alone time. Nahuel is meditating to break into a deeper Legacy at the base of the fire. Michael and Luis look concerned, remaining near London. Partly for defense.

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:23:53 AM)
Oh Fuck this... I will be back .. - She moved to tug on her socks, then her shoes, muttering- We got all this bullshit to deal with and some punk ass demon wants to be fucking with Vi's head? -I'LL- shut him the fuck up we dont have time for this shit !!!!- London is working herself up into a fine lather right now, which is.. pretty uncommon for her -

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:24:31 AM)
(lol sorry got to run offline and Michael was MEAN! Just finishing up pm's before I dash!)

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:25:04 AM)
[ *Laughs* Great scene though. ]

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:26:50 AM)
(Okay done! Yes great scene, lots of fallout for us to all play through later. *hugs all around* Night you two! )

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:26:58 AM)
[ night]

Violetta duBois (May 22, 2011 4:27:03 AM)
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Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:27:19 AM)
[ Nahuel would be pretty unplayable too, all things considered. Sorry. =/ ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:27:31 AM)
[ boo we could go ride on Mike ]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:27:54 AM)
[ What would Amos say? *Snickerfit.* ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:28:21 AM)
[cuz that's what London is going to do ! shes going to tell him to find his balls and man up ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:28:30 AM)
[ LOL ]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:28:41 AM)
[ Ride on Mike. You know. Sex. Fucking. That sort of thing. *Rimshot.* ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:28:57 AM)
[ no I meant the gangsta ride on LOL]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:29:17 AM)
[ I know. ;) ]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:30:28 AM)
[ Great scene though! Thanks. <3 ]

London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:30:36 AM)
[you too hun - hugs-]

Nahuel Ramos (May 22, 2011 4:30:54 AM)
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London Carter (May 22, 2011 4:37:52 AM)
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