Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:41:54 PM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:42:29 PM)
(This user has entered Fortman Estate) (IP = 74.77.248.111)
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:42:36 PM)
(yay!)
Dalton Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:42:47 PM)
(you didnt tell me when you where logging in!)
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:43:04 PM)
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Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:43:17 PM)
(*tumbles in*)
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:43:18 PM)
(Aww was going to give it a few minutes before bugging you)
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:43:27 PM)
(lol)
Lucien Moreau (Jan 18, 2011 11:46:39 PM)
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Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:46:46 PM)
*Honor had long been out into bed following a healthy yet hearty meal that contained no onions. The mere scent of them was enough to churn her stomach. At that point unpleasant, and disgusting things happened. Things that she wanted to avoid when possible. Dama was in the kitchen, apron tied to spare her nice blue dress the mess of evening dishes*
Lucien Moreau (Jan 18, 2011 11:47:41 PM)
*He arrived, having seen Portia settled at his house, now back in town. ONce at the door he rang the bell*
Dalton Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:48:06 PM)
(And Mouth is home http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CXzglCYkqVI Who wanted to tour of the house? )
Dalton Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:48:34 PM)
*dalton had put his little man to bed after a book reading*
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:49:19 PM)
*Quickly he dried off her hands with a clean dis towel, ditched the apron and padded barefoot towards the door. *
Lucien Moreau (Jan 18, 2011 11:51:17 PM)
*When she opened it he smiled* Good evenin' Dama.
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:51:41 PM)
*he entered from the Umbra without his usual fanfare of tumbling and stumbling, moving with heavy steps as he yawned lightly, looking around the house to ensure that someone was actually home and he wasn't just stumbling around the empty house*
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:52:49 PM)
*Lightly a hand was brushed through her locks to ensure their perfection before opening the door. Dipping her chin in respect she closed the door in his wake* Good evening Dreams the Dark-Ryha. Please be welcomed. Come, sit down. Might I get you something to drink? Eat?
Lucien Moreau (Jan 18, 2011 11:54:14 PM)
Coffee if ya have it? Thanks so much. *he stroleld on to the living room in Aaron's wake* Hey brother.
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:56:11 PM)
*he yawned and offered an idle wave before flopping onto the couch and kicking his feet up* Hey Twisty.
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:56:22 PM)
*Following after him for a short time she paused to address Aarron* Stops the Blood-Ryha. I'm heading into the kitchen...would you like something to drink? Eat? I can prepare a snack, if you like?
Dalton Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:56:32 PM)
*Dalton came down a bit later.. He was in a better mood then he had been earlier.. but obviously still slightly agitated.. He was currently wearing a black t shirt with plain loose pajama pants.. His feet covered in a pair of slippers*
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:56:41 PM)
Caffine pills stuffed in meat?
Aarron St. James (Jan 18, 2011 11:56:49 PM)
The rawer the better.
Dama Fortman (Jan 18, 2011 11:58:02 PM)
*An odd request. She merely smiled then set off into the kitchen, pulling on a clean apron and washing her hands in order to get things together for them*
Lucien Moreau (Jan 18, 2011 11:58:21 PM)
*He nodded to Dalton* Everything's quiet on the home front.