Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:12:42 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:13:09 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:14:34 PM)
(Will let you post first)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:18:04 PM)
*Dalton came home rather in a myraid of mixed emotions.. he was looked at his cell phone from time to time and it would vibrate and he would check the message*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:20:41 PM)
*He sent another txt message as he locked the door behind him before dropping the cell into his pocket and wipeing his hands off with a wipe..*

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:21:00 PM)
*Padding down the stairs in a pair of slippers, pij's and a robe Dama checked the baby monitor clipped to her robe belt to be assured all was in order with it. Honor had been placed into bed a while ago with Gregory going down into the crib moments ago with a last feeding. Contently she sighed then came upon Dalton, and lifted a curious brow* Is everthing okay?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:23:50 PM)
*He looked over at her and nodde*yeah just a moronic child of gaia.. I kept my cool of cource but some times people they tend to make you wonder how the fuck they managed to stay alive

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:25:51 PM)
*Absently a few digits wove through the length of her dark hair while she studied her mate while he offered a small explanation on his troubles. Faintly she smirked then wandered closer to kneel, and unthread the laces of his footwear* Not everyone can be as you are...perfect.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:30:28 PM)
*He looked down at her as she was undoing his laces* Yes but a adren should not be so crazy. The entire sept is in danger and he wants to waste his time trying to redeeem some freakin fomori instead of help the rest of us think of a way to save the sept.

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:34:30 PM)
*Peering up at him through here thick lashes she offered a little nod then helped him out from his shoes, setting them aside to then rest both hands on his outer legs to caress them. Steadily she stood, weaving her hands up his side to settle onto his hips. Softly she smiled at him and met his gaze* I am sorry to hear that he irks you so.

Aarron St. James (Oct 23, 2011 11:37:52 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:38:00 PM)
*He placed his hands on her cheeks she could smell the CLEAN wet wipes he had recently used on his hands since his hands where so close to her nose.. As she rose up he kissed those lips half leaning down to draw her up to a standing position..before parting lips to hear her speak* I should not let his ignorance irk me, you are right, some times there just fustrating..

Stalks the Fey (Oct 23, 2011 11:38:25 PM)
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Stalks the Fey (Oct 23, 2011 11:38:41 PM)
(This user is now known as Fly on the wall....)

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:38:45 PM)
(Dama and Dalton are lurking inside the house just a few steps from the door*

Fly on the wall.... (Oct 23, 2011 11:38:55 PM)
(lurking even!)

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:39:42 PM)
*He held her hand and asked* what was for dinner?

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:40:27 PM)
*The warmth of his kiss quickened the beat of her heart, sighing happily she clasped his hand and began to pull him towards the kitchen* Let us go find out.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:41:05 PM)
*He chuckled following her lead..* Well what did you feed honor for dinner?

Aarron St. James (Oct 23, 2011 11:42:53 PM)
*and there was the thunderous sound of footsteps from somewhere upstairs as his heavy feet hit inside his room somewhere and then a few more loud thumps as he moved about digging through Talens and various other bits and pieces that he had stored there before he came thumping down the stairs*

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:44:12 PM)
Mu shu chicken wraps served with a fresh salad. It was nothing complicated. *hearing the thumping her nose wrinkled briefly in annoyance. Once they hit the kitchen she released his hands to float over to the sink, wash up her hands* I will prepare a plate for you.

Fly on the wall.... (Oct 23, 2011 11:45:02 PM)
(okay guys. I'll catch you all tomorrow. Walk easy and I'm out.)

Fly on the wall.... (Oct 23, 2011 11:45:08 PM)
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Aarron St. James (Oct 23, 2011 11:45:58 PM)
*down the stairs he came and around the corner into the kitchen with a grin* Did ya miss me? *and he went straight for the fridge and whatever drink he could find within that would suit what he was looking for at the moment, ending up with just a bottled water after rummaging for a bit*

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:46:51 PM)
*Dalton was watching dama he had not heard the thumps from the third floor.. He was just grinning as he watched her in the kitchen like he might devour her before she could make him food.. Then in came aarron and he turned to see aarron and chuckled* miss you?

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:49:01 PM)
*Seasoned chicken that would fall easily into pieces as it had been slowly cooked over the course of hours. She allowed Aaron to ransack the fridge, coming in behind him to clean up and make some chicken wraps for her mate in Aaron’s wake.*

Aarron St. James (Oct 23, 2011 11:49:23 PM)
Well, I figured you were lonely on yer ride back in the van and well, Dama ain't seen me in ages, so I'm sure she's missed me terribly. I'm a fuckin glowin ray of sushine in this otherwise gloomy Dracula-like castle you call a home.

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:52:12 PM)
*He looked at Aarron* Truly you are not dissin on the home? Storm crow and thunder clearly enjoy it.. *He raised a brow at aarron* did you get enough exercise in tonight on your run home?

Dama Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:53:09 PM)
*The pj and robe clad Kinfolk frowned at Aaron’s description of the house though otherwise quietly prepared the meal, adding a fresh salad to Dalton’s meal, applying a light balsamic dressing before lowering before her mate. She turned away to hit the cabinet for a glass to use for his beverage*

Aarron St. James (Oct 23, 2011 11:54:13 PM)
*he had the bottle to his lips and paused while swallowing the water and then pulled it down as he thought over it for a moment* Oh yeah, plenty of exercise. Alright, alright. It's a nice gloomy Dracula-like castle that you call a house. I was just sayin it could prolly use some more people like me around. Right?

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:56:03 PM)
*He looked at AArron* For thunders sake Aarron you know they broke the mold when they made you! You are a one of a kind!

Dalton Fortman (Oct 23, 2011 11:57:00 PM)
BElive me you are a loved edition to this pack and to this family, but there is only one of you, and I must say that is such a blessing.. *He chuckled and winked at aarron*