Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:45:29 PM)
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Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:45:49 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 4:48:18 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:48:23 PM)
*Steven was dressed up and looking like he was going to head out someplace special. Dress shirt, nice indigo tie, slacks, dress shoes, and shaven reciently to where there was no 5 o'clock shadow. He was fishing through his notebook over notes for the upcomming plans, and jotting down further notes.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 4:50:41 PM)
**The house was clean when they walked in, the scent of pine and in areas bleach.. It seemed Dalton had been keeping the promise steven made to dama to keep the house work to a minum for her.. He had just got out of a shower and was sitting in a pair of black terri cloth draw string pants and sneakers on.. His short hair was wet and his chest was bare. the scar on his side over his hip was noticeable and darker red from his scar.. There was various thick scratch marks on his back and shoulder blades bite marks could be found on his collar bone and throat in various places with dark purple black coloring to them..*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:54:39 PM)
*he noted Dalton as he fished through the notebook and took another memo in the margins. It was kinda like watching the creepy guy from 'Memento' making sure every detail of his memory was jotted down in the case he lost his memories. Carefully plotting carefully planning making sure not tiny detail was overlooked.* What's going on brother?
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:55:23 PM)
*Black on bottom form fitted on top. She was really doing her best to still keep things under wraps but it was getting harder each and everyday. Thirteen weeks already and it seemed to have just sprung up on her. She was not even wearing her uniform anymore. It didn’t fit. But at least she still had things to ware that were appropriate. Seeing that no one was at home she made the short walk over to Dalton’s house. The redhead enjoyed taking slow walks by herself to think about things, and just being active.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 4:55:25 PM)
*He turned to look at steven* going on? Umm nothing right now, was going to grab a drink.. You?
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:57:30 PM)
Formulating a plan for the upcomming challenge. Probably will be this weekend.. or early in the week sometime. *he shrugs a bit instinctively to indicate that the only detail left out of place was the exact time and location* Not exactly sure when or where though
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 4:58:56 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:00:34 PM)
*Having disappeared into her study after a time Dama attempted to work through a few minor distractions or discomfort. Alas her mind wouldn't fully engage so she stared at the paperwork resting on the desk until the urge to move struck. She was exhausted, for more than one reason, and nauseous which was more a constant companion in the last few days, so it was time for a little light snack before dinner preparations were made. The mere notion of anything heavier than eating a cracker churned up her stomach. Yes…all the smells waffling up from the skillet, infusing with the air of the manor…gagging she pushed up from the desk chair in a rush, headed down the hallway like she was on fire, dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:00:37 PM)
(wb!)
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:03:58 PM)
*He heard the slam of the door upstairs echoing.. Then he looked to steven..*Ya know, I think I should cook dinner tonight.. Good idea I know, glad I thought of it.. *A small smirk* and kudo's on working so hard on it all. Though a location and time would be seriously helpful to have before we head out on it. *A playful grin then dalton headed towards the kitchen..*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:04:26 PM)
*Cossie arrived in just enough time to see Dama running for the bathroom, having a good idea to the nature of her illness, she lightly rapped on the bathroom door* “I know the feeling darling…” *She said to her fellow kinfolk before moving towards the sound of voices, glad that she could keep things down most of the time, throwing up was gross, but nausea was not much better.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:06:27 PM)
*He moved into the kitchen and a strainer.. He placed the strainer in the sink, then moved towards the large bin that held the potatoes and started throwing them in the strainer* you and cossie gonna eat at home tonight, or you taking her out someplace nice?
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:06:37 PM)
Well, i was planning on taking Cossie to my folks place tonight. We still haven't told them we have child due.. and at this rate, our son might be Honor's age by the time she finds out. *he chuckled to Dalton a bit*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:07:24 PM)
Ahh allright then.. *Only tossing in enough for him dama and honor, it wasnt like arronn even ate anything but raw fuckin meat anyway.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:08:21 PM)
*He turned on the hot water and grabbed the potatoe brush and brushed off the dirt from the skins before placing them on a plate near by..*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:08:36 PM)
Well its not really that I am keeping it from your parents. I just dont' want my mom to know yet. Though I suppose I am going to have to tell her some time soon. *With a sigh she sliped behind Steven putting her arms around his neck, incase she wanted to randomly choke him, as a sign of her affections for the garou8
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:09:18 PM)
*Honor came into the room steven was in.. When he seen steven he smiled wide and then noticed Cossie and waved at her*~honor~ hello! Is Arronn here to? *the small child asked excitedly*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:10:05 PM)
*Of all the vile and disgusting things the body was capable of doing, this one little -thing- Dama could completely do without. It was absolutely repulsive. And having heard that familiar voice sympathizing with her made the entire deal over the toilet a little less...nasty. Dama was in the bathroom for a long while, dealing with being sick, cleaning up herself and the toilet before slowly making an exit from the bathroom. And eventually into the company of the others.*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:10:12 PM)
*he nodded to cosette* It's all good though. I can cancel with the folks again, though I have a feeling they'll simply make their way to our place. I don't suppose you mother knows where we live does she?
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:12:53 PM)
*Dalton took out the french fry slicer and began pushing the potatoes in the top as they shot out the bottom nice thick steak fries..*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:13:33 PM)
Of course not. I don't tell her anything. I am a horrible daughter like that. *Looking up she smiled Dama offering her a litlte bit of a wave. Normaly she would go over and greet a woman she knew simlarly well with a hug and a belly rub but she was pretty sure that Dama didn't like being touched by anyone other than Dalton, so she gave her her space*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:14:20 PM)
*He called out* so ya stayin for dinner or going out man? *his voice echoed from the confines of the kitchen*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:14:52 PM)
*Politely the slightly pale kinfolk nodded to the couple then spared a lengthy glance at the kitchen, frowned, and looked back at the couple* Would either of you like something from the kitchen?
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:20:01 PM)
No thank you Dama. I don't think you really need to worry yourself with it. I know the feeling.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:20:06 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:21:54 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:22:07 PM)
*He tossed arronns steak in a marked tubberware dish it was raw and thick.. he then washed his hands begfore closeing the lid on the dish and tossing it back in the fridge.. *So ill take that as a "yes we will stay for dinner and if not steven the bottomless pit will eat it later when hes up practicing his madden" *Grabbing more potatoes and putting them through the slicer..*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:23:38 PM)
*He thinks for a bit* Well It won't bother my folks to much to cancel again. *he looks toward cosette some as if it's her fault* They are used to it anyhow. Suppose that's the hard knocks of being garou and married.
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:24:20 PM)
*A hand gently caressed at the material of the navy blue shift dress wore, making a little circle over her abdomen that lingered as she addressed Cosette* Your comfort is paramount in this home. *pressing a smile she wandered off towards the kitchen, pausing at the door frame to spy on what Dalton was doing*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:26:34 PM)
You know, i think it's time we take the girls shopping Dalt... Cosette keeps trying to squeeze into her regular clothes.. I can't imagine that's any good on her or our child.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:27:47 PM)
*He smiled at her and motioned her foward when her shadow darkened the doorway to the kitchen* hey comere a moment.. *A small smile slipped over his lips.. Continuing to push the potatoes through.. he would wash his hands a bit before she got to close.. Then he pulled her in kissing the top of her head when she got towards him in the kitchen* i am gonna cook tonight.. I want you to relax, just relax.. allright? However it would be most appreciated if you could grab me a shirt.. Some one might think I been at war recently without them.. *grinns playfully at her.. Then he hears steven* Shopping?
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:28:24 PM)
Steven! I haven't grown an inch its normal. How would you know you have never been pregnate, if it fits...ware it. *She smiled down at him oh such a pretty smile, leaning down to kiss his cheek, her arms start to tighten around his neck like a python*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:29:46 PM)
Yeah tight clothes are no good, can cause the child to be disfigured at birth or effect its brain growth..
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:30:40 PM)
Though is a mentally slow physicaly disfigured child is what your looking for, there is always a littany tennant you could break that would give ya the same effect.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:30:43 PM)
*he pulls cossie close squeezing firmly but gently around her as well.* I distinctly someone waking me up the other day asking for help getting into her work uniform. I almost rolled out of bed to get a stick of butter to grease you up some.. but you were out the door before I managed to do that.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:32:42 PM)
Hey, I made the suggestion to get the clothes.. *he grinned again.* she's the one that refuses.. you know me man... If it were my call I'd kick all them homeless peeps out of her house and let her lounge around naked if she wanted.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:33:26 PM)
*He laughed at stevens responce..*Not cool man, you'll have half the tribe peeking through the windows anyway..
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:33:51 PM)
They will be sitting out there with lotion in there hands and tissues hanging out there pockets
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:34:06 PM)
I am sure you perfer that Steven, and they are not -that- tight. The zipper was stuck was all. So what you are say steven is I look fat? is that what you are saying?
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:34:11 PM)
place will be covered in spunk sort of like how malikas face always is
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:35:18 PM)
*She had done as Dalton requested, wanting to protest over the fact he was cooking dinner tonight, yet knew better than to press him on that. He was given a shirt from the laundry and Dama went to sit among Honor, Cosette, amd Steven.*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:37:21 PM)
*He shrugged* You look even more beautiful now that I know you are carrying my child hun. I told you this. *he blatantly dodged the 'fat' topic intentionally trying to divert the subject* (12/10/10 17:36:03 Steven Vincent rolls 9 dice vs. diff of 6 to Subterfuge + Charisma: 2, 2, 9, 6, 5, 6, 10, 9, 4 : 5 successes Diverting subject, Not for lieing)
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:38:13 PM)
*He kissed the top of damas head once more before she departed to get his shirt. Then he moved back pulling the aluminum foil out and seperating it into five sections.. He began disriputing the fries in the different sections. Then slicing up some mushrooms adding some steak seasoning to the fries and mushrooms then topping it off with some of the margarine.. He then wrapped each one up setting them aside.. Next he began pulling out the corn on the cob.. Pulling the leaves off them and striping them down before fattening them with butter adding a sprinkle of sugar and rolling them up seperately also in aluminum foil*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:39:36 PM)
*again with a wash of his hands he grabbed a large flat serving plate and placed the steaks on it.l. he put the steak seasoning on and they could hear some pounding as knuckles met with raw meat.. pounding the seasoning into the thick steaks and tenderising them*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:40:16 PM)
*and she ate it up like it was a delicious candy, taking every bit of what he said to heart, was he not the sweatness man alive? She thought herself so lucky she might just let him be on top for once.* You are so sweet...
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:40:51 PM)
*honor noticed that steven and cosette had both not responded to him because they seemed to be talking about clothes and big bellies.. When his mom came over he moved towards her slipping up into her lap facing her, and resting his small head on her shoulder.*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:43:08 PM)
*The banter of the couple was amusing though in perfect Dama style she didn't comment, only listened. When her child came into her lap, she dipped a chin over the top of Honor's head and wrapped her arms around him. Having Honor in her lap...Dama felt so content and no doubt looked it. Lowly mother whispered to child in italian, kissed the top of his head then tucked her chin back in place.*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:43:17 PM)
*After hearing cosette's responce he didn't think twice and called up his mother* Sorry mom... things came up and I have to cancel again... Pack business or something.. I'll see what I can do about a raincheck in the near future.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:44:07 PM)
*he hung up the phone quickly after listening to his rather disapointed mother.* Hey ma' said she'd like to watch Honor for you guys if you need it.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:44:12 PM)
*pounding in the back ground stopped on occasion as he moved to a different steak or flipped it over to pound the seasoning into the other side of the meat.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:44:36 PM)
*honor looked over his shoulder at steven* ohh nana is gonna visit again?
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:46:31 PM)
Oh look he called her nana *Cossie got a grin on her face, looking down at her own stomach for a moment. There was something odd in the expression she had, it could only be discribed as giddy, and giddy was not something that even Steven had really seen from her. Perhapes she was looking forward to this more than anyone really knew*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:47:17 PM)
*An evening out with Dalton would certainly be wonderful to have, so long as she wasn;t throwing up half the night or had a ton of paperwork to catch up on. Closing her eyes, and pondering the hours more of work she had to accomplish in the office before sleeping tonight, the Kinfolk whispered to Honor a little more and softly hummed to him*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:49:22 PM)
Well, you know, my mom dealt with me pretty well... and I know I was a lot more unruly than Honor is.. And perhaps you guys can take a night off. *he shrugged* Im sure Darcy would love break out the building blocks or something.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:50:37 PM)
*he eyed Cosette briefly noting her slight expression, something between her and the kid talk really got her all goofy looking* You ok babydoll?
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:51:21 PM)
*Dalton used the grill in the kitchen.. turning on the over head.. he lit the fire and tossed the vegtables on first of cource.. leaving the meat to the side.. once more washing his hands as he came into the area they where sitting in as he pulled his shirt on to cover his fresh "wounds"* Yeah your mother should totaly come for a visit, ill make something nice for her. Honor likes spending time with her. *He then looked to dama* How ya feeling? Ya know ya don't have to eat if your stomache is upset, ya want some crackers to settle it?
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:52:17 PM)
*Honor smiled a bit then nuzzled his head back into her mother once more when she whispered to him.. He lightly played with the material of his shirt between his thumb and pointer finger..*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:53:23 PM)
*When she was called out on her strange look she quickly corrected it, nodding her head she turned her back to Steven heading over to the fridge she takes out a bottle of orange juice habitually checking the seal before taking the individual sized bottle.* Darcie will be a very good grandmother.
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:54:08 PM)
I would appreciate the crackers, please. My stomach is still uneasy. I will try to eat something a little later, I promise. *for Dalton she actually smiled. He was such an attentive mate...Gaia how she loved him.* Thank you.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 5:55:11 PM)
Mint tea is what you need Dama. *he nodded* Some Uktena cressent moon told me that trick to settling down a enraged stomach.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:56:53 PM)
*he nodded and moved into the kitchen.. he looked to cosette and he grabbed some crackers from a cabinet..* Darcie??? ohh yeah nana.. Fuck 2 Miss Vincents would get confusing.. Lucky i call you cossie here at home.. *He chuckled then moved back to the kitchen table placing the crackers on the plate for dama.. hearing stevens suggestion he asked dama while moving to place the plate on the table* you want some mint tea?
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 5:59:22 PM)
If it would help settle my stomach...I would like some. I'm not sure what we have in the pantry. I will need to do some shopping tomorrow, I could pick some mint tea up then. Thank you for the crackers. *reaching for a couple of crackers she offered one to Honor and nibbled on one herself*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:03:25 PM)
*He looked at her* just some mint leaves and water you'll be allright..*And I did the shopping earlier cause i had to pick up some pine we had run out.. I refilled our bottles and our back up fridge and freezer along with the two in the kitchen. *He grinned* theres no room left in the cabinets either.. Soo even if you wanted to go shopping tomarrow you just won't have anywhere to put it.. *Chuckled and moved back towards the kitchen*I'll make the mint tea, perhaps it will work.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:03:55 PM)
I can go get you some, im sure there's a herbal shop somewhere around. Maybe one of the theurges at the sept knows where to get some... *he pulls out his phone and looks through his list of numbers.* Maybe Aarron has some on hand.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:05:27 PM)
Hey cossie, what was that gnawer kin's name that wanted to open the community garden? She'd have some.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:05:30 PM)
~honor~Yeah he made me eat 2 of aunt cossies pudding cups cause he said there just was no room for them! *Honor looked at cossie*~honor~Mouse is good!
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:06:04 PM)
*Dalton*I have some steven.. I went shopping we got plenty of mint.. *He grinned*and cinnomon sticks..
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:06:12 PM)
I love thoes pudding cups...*she said with a grin* her name was Lenore.
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:06:22 PM)
*Sighing more to herself for the extra tasks that her mate had to perform of late, the woman nodded despite giving a mental kick to herself over not fully pulling her weight around here.*What ever would work best...thank you.* Steven's solution would hopefully aid in settling her stomach, she couldn't see him steering her wrongly in such a matter so, she spared him an expression of gratitude and chuckled a little at Honor*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:06:38 PM)
*steven said a few things under his breath to cossie* -q- least you weren't sharing the brownies with the kid.
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:07:40 PM)
No I did. Then we watched 4 hours of cooking with that lady to makes cocktails and desserts.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:08:26 PM)
*Dalton headed into the kitchen and put the water on to boil.. He then moved back to the grill and moved the vegtables around.. He began slapping the steaks on the grill at this point..*how ya want your steak steven? Besides covered in hot sauce?
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:08:38 PM)
Cossie rare, medium or well done?
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:09:35 PM)
rare....barely warm.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:11:19 PM)
*Dalton*Really cossie? He's learning how to make cocktails? Perhaps i can test him on that skill.. *chuckles moved back to the water which was steaming.. he washed his hands then pulled a cup down moving to reach for the tea leaves.. place a bit of natural sugar in the bottom of the cup the grains of sugar where a light translucent brown color as they have never been bleached.*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:12:14 PM)
Well you know, it can be usefull when I have a my hands full with twins and a toddler...
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:12:21 PM)
*he shrugs* It can be a good skill to learn... You ever see the Movie Cocktails with Tom Cruse?
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:12:28 PM)
*The urge to gag was avoided by forcing her mind to think of something other than food. She had eaten the one cracker, and no longer wanted any more of them. The mint -had- to help. Another day of eating crackers and she swore she was going to turn into a parrett. Another low murmur to Honor then she closed her eyes*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:13:35 PM)
*Tossing in the tea leaves just in time to hear the tea kettle whistle.. he moved it off the flame and poured the water.. leaving it there as he turned that flame off moving back he flipped cossie and his own steak.. then waited a moment and flipped stevens as well.. letting dama and honors continue to cook on the same side.*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:14:55 PM)
*He moved over picking up the tea cup putting it on a little saucer and heading for the table.. he placed a small spoon on a napkin beside dama leaving her with the spoon the cup filled with hot water and mint the perfect amount of sugar disolved on the bottom just waiting for her to stir it up.. Dalton was moving back towards the kitchen*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:16:39 PM)
Tom Cruise ohh yeah.. after the legend right? Yeah I remember that..
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:17:02 PM)
I think so... one of his early movies before he went nuts.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:18:08 PM)
It is a good idea.. *He looked at Dama *I use to be a really good host back in the day myself.. As did his mother, we did meet at one of her parties after all.. *he grinned at dama.. offering her a wink*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:19:23 PM)
*Then he moved back into the kitchen.. He pulled cossies steak off the grill and placed a wrapped corn and the other wrapped thing on her plate then handed her stevens as well..* bring this out to him please and this is yourse..
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:20:06 PM)
*When she would flip damas and honors and begin fixing his own plate..As theres now cooked on the opposite side*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:20:19 PM)
*Her hearing served as a mean to awareness that Dalton had brought the tea to the side table, the soft clicking of fine porcelain was discernible for her. Fluttering open her eyes another kiss was press atop Honor's head, and the tea given a gentle stir.*Ah yes...the parties. *the tea was allowed to steep before she gave it another light stir*
Cosette Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:20:42 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:24:05 PM)
*after cossie brught the plates she sat down and opened the first the corn.. the steam slipped into the air bringing with it the scent of sweet corn and butter.. she then opened the other foil wrapped package on her plate that had come from the grill inside was large thick seasoned steak fries with thick slices of portabella mushrooms in a light buttery sauce.. the mingling of the scents rose into the air.. The steak was also perfectly seasoned with a bit of a spicey bite to it.. and cossies steak was pretty bloody and barely warm..*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:28:20 PM)
*With due care small sips were taken of the hot tea. Much to her surprise the mixture was flavor packed with just the right amount of sweetness to it. Her taste buds agreed with the strength, with some luck her stomach would as well.*
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:28:52 PM)
*of coruse steven looked at cossie's steak, he shrugged some* I hope that steak don't get my kid sick.*he cut of a hunk of his own and took a bite. He didn't bother with hotsauce this time. As much as everyone hounded him about it he just did it in private anymore.* Good food dalton.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:29:00 PM)
*He then fixed dama and honors plate taking off damas steak and letting honors continue to cook he placed damas food in a tubberware cntainer knowing she would likely re heat it later.. And placed it in the fridge.. He then moved to his own plate letting honors continue to cook and unwrapped his own foil wrappers throwing the foils in the trash letting honors continue to cook. he moved into the fridge grabbed the jack daniells barbaque sauce and then moved back to the grill this time shutting it off.. Placing honors well done steak on the plate and moving for the table with his and honors plates*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:31:24 PM)
*Patting Honor on his legs she prompted him to the table for dinner before standing up to carry her tea into the dining room, so she could at least be at the table while her mate and child ate their meal*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:33:29 PM)
*He looked at honor.. Honor turned and moved where she indicated he got up and slipped into his seat.. He sat down grabbing his fork and knife and he looked at the barbaque sauce as he gazed over at his father*~honor~ No sign of life?! *Dalton grinned and began cutting into his own steak* no sign of life..
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:34:00 PM)
*honor then cut into his steak with a smile*~honor~ very good!
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:34:12 PM)
*he finished up the steak pretty quick like and he poked at cossie to finish up* So what's the plans tonight?
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:35:01 PM)
*To Honor* Your tastes may change in time, let us hope it is no time soon. *gratefully more of the tea was sipped on*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:36:10 PM)
*He grinned at Steven* i guess since your all dressed up you could take cossie out after dinner.. *smirks and pops a piece of steak in his mouth.. chewing his smirk grew wider.. *
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:37:48 PM)
*Honor smiled at his mother and after drenching his well done steak in barbaque sauce.. he began to eat..*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:41:36 PM)
hows the tea dama?
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:43:10 PM)
*steven was curious on that one.. the only time he's had upset stomachs was when he was completely beligerant from drinking*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:45:02 PM)
I believe it is helping to ease my stomach. I could do well to have a bit of hot tea every morning instead of crackers. *she smirked lightly at Dalton*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:47:04 PM)
Well there is plenty of mint in there, i will make sure it's kept stocked.. Perhaps you will enjoy some of the thin mints also when you start feeling better to go with your mint tea..I grabbed a case of them.
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:48:02 PM)
chocolate shouldn't be to bad. Easy to digest i think
Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 6:48:20 PM)
Stay away from dairy... you know about the gallon of milk challenge
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:48:47 PM)
*softly the woman chuckled* Light on the dairy....though I will take it easy on the chocolates.
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:50:54 PM)
*He chuckled and continued to eat.. honor was the second one finished the boy had cleaned his plate.. and all but licked the barbaque sace from it.. he did sort of scrape it with the side of his fork and licked the fork clean..*~honor~ thank you! *then he slipped off his chair and darted off down the hall at top speed.. Dalton did not seem alarmed in his sons quick depature.*
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 6:53:09 PM)
*Honor's departing from was watched. All too soon he would be a fully grown Garou...her little boy wouldn't be so little any more. Breathing in a slightly ragged draw of air into her lungs, she took another sip of the tea to mask her emotions at that thought*
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 7:01:50 PM)
*Dalton drew up*Ill let you and cossie get to it.. *He moved towards Dama and picked her up*I'll clean this up later Dama. We are gonna go watch a movie..
Dalton Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 7:01:57 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 7:02:03 PM)
(Be good!)
Dama Fortman (Dec 10, 2010 7:02:06 PM)
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Steven Vincent (Dec 10, 2010 7:05:11 PM)
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