| Beau Theroux |
12/22/18 |
Atticus
So you are secret fun?
There's a lot of secrets going on here. |
| Beau Theroux |
12/22/18 |
Atticus
Are you Secret Jewish?
If so, it's not too secret now.
You can give away a dreidel or those chocolate coins. Those things are delicious.
I'm Secret Wiccan so I don't even celebrate Christmas. |
| Camille |
12/01/18 |
Hubbae
I can't even argue that. You're absolutely right.
I'll meet you soon. |
| Camille |
12/01/18 |
Hubbae
Ok, but WHERE? You can't come to the compound.
Mackenzie will have your head. |
| Camille |
11/30/18 |
Hubbae
You're... Where? Where is here? |
| Autumn Summers |
11/29/18 |
*draws 'Mom' tattoo*
*flies back* |
| Camille |
11/28/18 |
-wanders around-
-can't find her phone-
'Well sh-t.' |
| Autumn Summers |
11/28/18 |
*draws hipster beard*
*returns* |
| Jasper Thompson |
11/28/18 |
Hubbae*sent from Camille’s phone*
-cue tasteful shot of Jasper in women’s lingerie-
Cackling and probably on way too many mushrooms, he tosses her phone back on her bed and hightails it out of her room to avoid being caught. |
| Autumn Summers |
11/27/18 |
*scribbles spiky hair*
*flies back* |
| Autumn Summers |
11/27/18 |
*affixes googly eyes*
*sends back* |
| Camille |
11/26/18 |
Hubbae
Then WHY... Nevermind. This is satan incarnate we’re talking about.
I’m also expecting a very tasteful boudoir in return, so. 😏 |
| Camille |
11/26/18 |
Hubbae
... why did you tell Mackenzie I sent you nudes? |
| Mackenzie |
11/26/18 |
Daniel-san
Hardly. Ask anyone. |
| Mackenzie |
11/26/18 |
Daniel-san
Divorce. |
| Camille |
11/25/18 |
-sends nudes- |
| Darcy Astor |
11/08/18 |
So, like, how many Jaspers are there?
 |
| Kat Steel |
11/06/18 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Darcy Astor |
10/29/18 |
Are you sure? +stares+ You don't look like someone who'd be that Irish woman's minion. |
| James Kelly |
10/28/18 |
Are you lost, little boy?
Atticus Hammond just failed at stealing money from you! |
| Darcy Astor |
10/26/18 |
+blinks+ I have to admit, I was not prepared for this line of questioning. Also. Asking for a friend. Yeah, a friend. +nods+ |
| Darcy Astor |
10/26/18 |
+runs up to random person+ Are you Jasper? +is woefully out of shape and dying+ |
| Tiber Loche |
10/23/18 |
*zooms by*
 |
| Athena Maximus |
10/18/18 |
Atticus Hammond just stole $0.00 from you!
She smirked softly, "Aw, better luck next time!" |
| Winter Summers |
10/16/18 |
Smirks
"Winter"
Glances around again.
"I have all the good snacks fyi."
Also starts slowly backing away.
|
| Winter Summers |
10/16/18 |
Eyes go wide
Was only going to offer the other a lick
Glances around as he starts to slowly leave.
"Just so we are clear you took my ice cream we are best friends now."
Smiles
"No givesies backsies." |
| Winter Summers |
10/16/18 |
Stops striking poses.
Looks back confused
Slowly offers ice cream |
| Winter Summers |
10/16/18 |
Stops stuffing ice cream in his mouth.
Stares back
Starts striking poses. |
| Mackenzie |
10/11/18 |
Daniel-san
[Insert explicit wisdom about men and lacking in conscience here.] |
| Mackenzie |
10/11/18 |
Daniel-san
Weak. |
| Mackenzie |
10/11/18 |
Daniel-san
Why not? |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/11/18 |
Fia nods her head, knowing only a fraction of what he is talking about, but understanding.. enough. "Yes well, Welcome to Temporary Home. Maybe you will make it more permanent? There is actually room in the fridge because it's not taken up with orange juice. she let's out a small laugh. "Should you need a friendly, familiar face to chat with, please don't hesitate to stop by and say hello. My rooms just down the hall that way." |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/11/18 |
Fia tilted her head a bit in question, trying not to furrow her brow much and blinked again. "Are you.. visiting, or have you also found a new home here? Please don't take offense, but I was a little surprised to see you." |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/11/18 |
Fia turned the corner and recognized a familiar face. "Hello again, fancy meeting you here!" |
| Beau Theroux |
10/10/18 |
-sneak up to-
-hands a sharpie-
"You didn't see me."
-runs off- |
| Mackenzie |
10/10/18 |
Daniel-san
Divorced yet? |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
*waves*
Farewell, Atticus. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
*wrinkles her nose*
I don't eat people anymore. But kill, aye.
*licks lips*
He's...
*laughs, rubbing her forehead*
He'd probably enjoy me trying to eat him. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
*snorts*
Have you ever considered a career as a counselor? You're quite convincing.
*lopsided smile*
My main purpose right now is assisting a...
*considers*
A friend. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
I've been called Red all my life, so aye, you can still call me that.
*shrugs slightly*
It's all about perspective isn't it?
*laughs once*
Such a positive outlook. I am much more of a pessimist. Force of habit, and voice of experience. You can be positive for both of us. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
*offers a small smile*
You seem like a nice guy, Atticus. Don't undervalue yourself.
*opens her mouth to say more*
*shakes her head*
Aye, of course. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/10/18 |
*flattens her lips*
Good for you. I divorced my husband.
*takes a deep breath*
No. Funny thing... I got something I'd wanted before making peace with what I was, and I no longer want it. Wish I could go back.
*laughs bitterly*
Trying to make best of the situation. |
| Camille |
10/09/18 |
Hubbae
New York. I'm with Mack. I can't come home. Not now.
It's not safe. |
| Beau Theroux |
10/08/18 |
"Dad jokes are truly the foundation of fatherhood. If you have those, you are ready to roll."
-nodnods-
"Yes, you will do just fine."
-whispers-
"We should exchange jokes, later. Together, we can make the whole Realm groan." |
| Beau Theroux |
10/08/18 |
-gives supportive shoulder squeeze-
"Never say never. I believe in you."
-patpat-
"I can teach you the ways of the beard."
-thinks-
"There have been plenty of successful fathers without beards in the world so I wouldn't get too upset about it." |
| Beau Theroux |
10/08/18 |
"If you must call it pornstache it should not be around a child."
-sagenod-
"However, I think you could pull off a 'stache beard combo."
-gestures to own-
"Now this is what a child should be raised around. Scientifically proven to make a child a bad@ss if their father has this combo. " |
| Beau Theroux |
10/08/18 |
-is now also bewildered-
"Wife? No, we have pictures of everybody for security purposes. Like this. I should kind of know how everyone looks."
-has a horrid memory-
"It wasn't a pornstache was it? If so... I know the pain." |
| Beau Theroux |
10/08/18 |
-points at the man-
-stares-
-snaps-
"I need to study my flashcards more."
-pulls out a deck of flash cards-
-sorts through them-
"Atticus, correct? Sorry, I have been going through these flashcards on members of Elysium but hell if I can remember a lick of anything anymore."
-offers a hand-
"Beaudoin Theroux." |
| Autumn Summers |
10/08/18 |
I'm guessing you don't mean that in the same way as a vampire eats people.
*snorts*
A process. That's one way of putting it.
How are you, Atticus? |
| Autumn Summers |
10/06/18 |
*sighs*
In short, aye.
It's a complicated story. |
| Camille |
10/05/18 |
Hubbae
I need you.
 |
| Autumn Summers |
10/05/18 |
Not like that.
You're cute but not my type.
*stalks closer*
Why don't...
Son of a b*tch!
I swear I'm going to find who did this and rip their goddamn heart out!
*rolls her shoulders*
As fun as it would be to torment you, it's Autumn. Autumn Summers. Former redhead. |
| Autumn Summers |
10/05/18 |
*peers at*
*narrows eyes*
Why do you keep popping into my head?
It's rather irritating. |
| Tiber Loche |
10/04/18 |
*runs through screeching*
WHATEVERYOUDODON'TPATHEKITTY. |
| Camille |
09/28/18 |
I am going to Behemoth you into next week. |
| Mackenzie |
09/12/18 |
Daniel-san
If I were discriminating against you because you are a man, I would tell you that not only are you incapable of loading a dishwasher, but you also cannot dress yourself. That is discrimination. |
| Mackenzie |
09/12/18 |
Daniel-san
Nope. You married Camille. |
| Mackenzie |
08/18/18 |
Daniel-san
Don't lie to me. |
| Mackenzie |
08/18/18 |
Daniel-san
You got a divorce? |
| Camille |
07/11/18 |
Hubbae
I swear to the cosmos if I have to call Big Forrest and ask what our daughters name is... By the way why is he called Big Forrest? Who's the Little Forrest? ... is it you? |
| Camille |
07/11/18 |
Hubbae
How did she even get there? Is she walking already? I don't know how it happened but this kid is already a toddler. |
| Camille |
07/10/18 |
Hubbae
Where did you find her?? |
| Mackenzie |
06/24/18 |
Daniel-san
Wax off, Atticus. Wax the f-ck off. |
| Mackenzie |
06/23/18 |
Daniel-san
...you're supposed to be divorced. |
| Camille |
06/21/18 |
Hubbae
WHAT did you eat?! |
| Mackenzie |
06/16/18 |
Daniel-san
Wuss. |
| Mackenzie |
06/15/18 |
Daniel-san
WHO CARES. JUST DO IT. |
| Mackenzie |
06/15/18 |
Daniel-san
F-CKING FINALLY. |
| Camille |
06/14/18 |
Should I send you the divorce papers, or your lawyer? |
| Camille |
06/14/18 |
It is my matrimonial right. |
| Camille |
06/14/18 |
 |
| Jameson Orlav |
04/13/18 |
Unknown Number
I bet you'd taste really good in a stew. |
| Camille |
04/09/18 |
connected...
...... I probably ate it all. I'LLGETYOUSOMEMORE. |
| Camille |
04/09/18 |
connected...
I don't know. How are you on shrunken heads? |
| Camille |
04/09/18 |
connected...
This is the second mailman. They're going to start getting suspicious of us! |
| Camille |
04/09/18 |
Incoming Video Chat...
Babe... What do you need bleach for?
*clearly full of amusement* |
| Camille |
04/04/18 |
Daddybae
Alright, that's fair. I DO love your butt. But what if I accidentally sit in it and get lost in your buttprint? |
| Camille |
04/03/18 |
Daddybae
I guess so. If it stays in the corner. Or a closet.
Daddybae
I love you? |
| Camille |
04/03/18 |
Daddybae
You're damn right you're kidding! I can be very fickle. I'd HATE to have to cut you off from the best damn cuddles of your life. |
| Camille |
04/03/18 |
Daddybae
I promise to never let your dove bar collection get unreasonably low, even if Lloyd sneaks in and steals a bunch. He'll never find MY secret hiding spot!
Daddybae
We're basically full time roomies already. Besides, I have a room set up for you just in case. Sleeping on the couch is for squares. 😉😉😉 |
| Camille |
04/03/18 |
Daddybae
You don't even have to ask, babe. If Lloyd pee's on your things, I will kill him and he knows it.
Daddybae
Just to be safe, you should probably avoid him until all of your things are moved in. |
| Mackenzie |
04/01/18 |
Daniel-san
There aren't any in the freezer? |
| Mackenzie |
04/01/18 |
Daniel-san
So proud of you! Good for you! |
| Mackenzie |
04/01/18 |
Daniel-san
This all depends on when you get divorced.
(Say tomorrow.) |
| Camille |
03/30/18 |
Atticus doesn't answer her text right away, and that's fine. She only pouts about it a little... Until he gets back to their loft. Cami hears the soft click of the lock and immediately sits up in their bed, her hair disheveled and the bags under her eyes dark and shiny. She's a glorious mess, but she knows that her husband thinks nothing of it. If anything, he's more than well aware of the tolls that big changes had had on both of their lives.
Camille sleeps in shifts with the baby. A child who's barely a week old and whom the two of them had been lucky with so far. The tiny baby girl sleeps for almost exactly three hours at a time, at which she promptly awakens and demands food and a changing before falling asleep again. So far, it was manageable.
But it was hectic. Atticus is her savior, time and time again and this time was no exception.
Camille nearly rips the treats from her husbands hands, but only in order to deposit them off to the side. The small woman crawls into his arms, sliding her own around his middle as she buried her face into the creak of his neck.
"That sounds excellent." A soft smile graced her lips. "But what did you get for yourself?" Camille is teasing, of course. She'd probably let him have a piece of candy... Maybe. |
| Camille |
03/30/18 |
Daddybae
That's not a fair question. My body is broken. I don't know WHAT I want. |
| Camille |
03/30/18 |
Daddybae
Moosetracks??? Is there real moose in it? |
| Camille |
03/21/18 |
-growls and swats-
Noooooooo... Wait. For food???
-grabs at-
Ok.. yes.. Lets-
-eyes widen-
-so much pain-
BABETAKEMETOTHEHOSPITALRIGHTNOW! |
| Camille |
03/21/18 |
-chomps down on spoon-
-drops ice cream-
BABE THE BEAN DOESN’T LIKE CHOCOLATE.
-rubs belly, pouts- |
| Camille |
03/19/18 |
-waddles in-
-devouring chocolate ice cream-
Babe??? We’re almost out of ice cream.
-waves spoon at-
And theres a huge puddle of water in the kitchen. I don’t know where it came from.
-half-screech-
ANDIAMSTARVING! |
| Mackenzie |
03/17/18 |
Are you done being married yet? Because I'm f-cking tired of it and you need to drink more. |
| Camille |
02/11/18 |
Hubbae
Are you sure? Are you feeling okay?
...Do we need to find you a doctor? |
| Camille |
01/28/18 |
Hubbae
Are we sure its not a food baby? |
| Camille |
01/14/18 |
Hubbae
YES! Yesyesyes. I WANTED PIZZA ALL DAY!! Except now I want tuna... Can you get me some tuna? Tuna on pizza? Is that a thing? PLEASE? |
| Camille |
01/14/18 |
Hubbae
Jokes on you. I don't know how to do either of those things! :D |
| Camille |
01/12/18 |
Cami's brow furrows, a gruff vibration in her throat signaling her frustration. TEN inches? Everytime he saw her?! He's exaggerating, and she knows that, but still she swats at him and jokingly shoves at him. "Bully!" She yips, nearly pouting. "You should be praising me for my talent in growing a child. Your child."
The Angel looks up, scrunching her nose, "Who, by the way, has quite the taste for red meat and raw carbohydrates. I think it's going to kill me." |
| Camille |
01/12/18 |
The truth was and would always remain; Atticus could home home at the end of the day and recite to Camille his entire schedule. Everything he had done and had planned to do. What accomplishments he'd achieved and even ones that he'd forgone. The point is, that the Angel would regard him with the same interest and wonder that she had the day before. And the day before that. And all of the days that had come prior to this. Because what mattered was how excited he was when he told her about it. The light in his eyes shined bright. His smile was as wide as it could stretch. And at the end of it all?
He'd lean in gratefully, shower Camille with kisses, and ask her about her day.
"Hey yourself." She grins, making a show out of patting him down when he mentions the chocolate. "Chocolate? For me?!" The blonde chuckles quietly under her breath, taking a step forward to close any gap between them as she slipped her hands around his waist. "And you look awful." Cam steps up on her toes, pressing a tiny kiss against the scruff of his jaw. "When is the last time you had a full nights sleep, babe?"
 |
| Katherine Murray |
01/12/18 |
Ooooo! I want a cat! *bounces happily* Do you have to tell it what you want? I know television not these little devices, but everyone insists upon them. That entire speaking and it writes for you makes me look like a complete arse; Scottish accents do not translate well.
*thinks about where she was actually going with her train of thought*
OH! Do we need special types of balloons? Can we make cat? Does your Camille know how to do this stuff? *stares at expectantly* |
| Katherine Murray |
01/12/18 |
*tilts head* Hullo, dearie. Katherine. Or Kat, your choice really. Why does everyone keep forgetting my name? Well, not you, of course. Cannot forget what you did not know, yes?
*blinks*
*blinks more*
*sighs*
Well, now I wish to know about these animal-shaped balloons as well. Would Siri know how? Do you know her? The little God in the phone? *blinks again* |
| Miryam |
01/08/18 |
"Hmmm must be the dumpster near by."
*shrugs holding her tiny dog.*
|
| Miryam |
01/08/18 |
*Stops*
*sniffs the air around him.*
"Ooo I like you, you reek of rotting flesh and chaos."
|
| Camille |
11/10/17 |
Hubbae
I'll stop hiding your hotwheels if you stop playing with them so early in the morning. Pregnant wives need sleep! |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Daniel-San
Got it. Yes. I do that. I'm a karate master. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Daniel-san
What happens if I do that? Whatever that is. |
| Mackenzie |
11/10/17 |
Daniel-san
I don't speak Mandarin? |
| Camille |
11/01/17 |
Hubbae
Baaaaaaabe. Where is all your Halloween candy?! >.> |
| Camille |
10/21/17 |
Hubbae
I don't think so... Is he a friend of yours? |
| Camille |
10/16/17 |
Exhausted. Camille is exhausted. Her one saving grace is the time that she gets to come home to her husband. Spend time with him. Relax. Most nights they barely had dinner before skipping right to the relaxation. He didn't seem to mind. Atticus enjoyed spending his time with Camille as much as she did him. It was just one more thing that helped to solidify their bond.
Upon first glance, Cami can see the candles flickering through the windows to Atticus' trailer. It's so bright, and of course the girl has no idea that he'd constructed such an elaborate set up- So naturally Camille panics right away. "Atticus!?" She throws off her seatbelt, busting through the car door as fast as she can manage. "Oh my fvcking god.." Cam curses under her breath, sure that her husband is up to something on the other side of that door.
"Atticus-" A few steps carried her to the front door of the trailer. Flaxen hair blows wildly around her as she forces the door open. "What are.." Her words begin to slow, "Doing..."
Cami can't help the grin that spreads across her face. She doesn't see her husband at first, the light from the candles nearly blinding her. It's a lot to take in. "What did you do?" She accuses playfully. |
| Camille |
10/15/17 |
"BABE." Cami bangs against the jail cell bars, the rattling of loose steel loud enough to garner the attention of everyone in every cell on the entire block. "I can't even believe you're.. ... ...." She rambles on, mumbling and muttering while she pulls a handheld circular saw from a black bag on her shoulder. It roars to life, sparks flying as she saws away at the bars with a diamond blade. "Breaking you out of jail..." Somethingsomething, "You owe me."
You managed to break out Atticus Hammond. |
| Camille |
10/12/17 |
Hubbae
You ASKED what I meant by throwing down. And I am the most appreciative wife, ever. I bet if you think back on occasions such as this morning, you'll find that you agree with me! |
| Camille |
10/12/17 |
Hubbae
Kicking your ass. :) |
| Camille |
10/12/17 |
Hubbae
I am on my way!!! Save me some.
... Or I'm throwing down. |
| Camille |
10/12/17 |
Hubbae
Awwwwwwww babe. I love you more. ♥ |
| Camille |
10/12/17 |
Hubbae
What is it? What? Where are you!? |
| Camille |
10/09/17 |
Camille busts into their sweet, hurrying to shut the door behind her lest anyone catch the streak of blonde mess as she sneaked in. She turns her back to the hard wood paneling and pauses to catch her breath - chest heaving as her lungs worked hard to replenish her. Cami's eyes flicker back and forth between her two hands out in front of her, both of which are soaked in blood. So much so, that it drips and forms small pools at her feet.
"Baby?" A few chaste steps carry her further into the room, her eyes now searching her surroundings, "Something happened today..." |
| Camille |
10/05/17 |
Camille, of course, had heard Atticus wander into the room. The door clicked behind him, and immediately the girl had called out for him. "Atticus?" But he's crept up on her, arms slipping around her waist with just enough time for her to swivel and face him.
"Oh, baby..." Her arms snake gently around his neck, pulling him closer and allowing her to close the space between them. He steals a tender kiss, and with a smile filled with adoration she turns to nuzzle his cheek. "I love you too. You're the greatest thing that has ever been mine, truly." Her lips perk, and her arm slacks as her finger drops to tap the tip of his nose. "Mon préféré. Mon amour."
 |
| Camille |
10/03/17 |
Hubbae
:( Nothing! I just wanted you to know! |
| Camille |
10/03/17 |
Hubbae
I love you. |
| Mackenzie |
09/30/17 |
Daniel-san
You don't want to do that. Fingers stiffen, bloat, and squish. |
| Mackenzie |
09/30/17 |
Daniel-san
She's going to sh-t velveeta. |
| Mackenzie |
09/30/17 |
Daniel-san
I'm a vampire, Atticus. |
| Mackenzie |
09/30/17 |
Daniel-San
No thanks. Hate people food. |
| Camille |
09/30/17 |
-snickers-
"Baby, there are no monsters under the bed. I checked already, remember? And you have Longclaw, anyway. We're as safe as safe can be!" |
| Autumn Summers |
09/28/17 |
Eyes narrowed, Autumn didn't even bother to suppress the huff. Typical man. "Just see if I tell you the next time I go on an adventure. Spoil sport," she grumbled.
Then the corners of her lips twitch. "Aye, it's a small world. No doubt we'll be seeing each other again, sooner or later. I fully expect your story next time." |
| Autumn Summers |
09/28/17 |
"A head butt?" She laughed again. "I'm not that bad. I just... tend to throw things."
Likewise, Autumn could wax eloquent about her husband and never grow tired of it. "You know, they say being in love is a form of insanity. All things considered, I'm apt to agree with that statement. Lucius has the patience of a saint." One brow arches. "Though now I'm curious what sorts of things you scheme." |
| Autumn Summers |
09/28/17 |
"Worth is a matter of perspective, no?"
Autumn's expression softened a touch as Atticus spoke. Unlike some, she never begrudged the happiness of others. Quite the opposite, in fact.
She laughed and shook her head. "It sounds like you adore her. I maintain my husband is a glutton for punishment, given he willingly puts up with my shenanigans. At least he knows to duck now when he hears me squeal." The redhead cleared her throat and looked sheepish. "A friend of mine texted me some very exciting news and I my phone slipped out of my hand, went flying, and may or may not have connected with his head on its way..." |
| Camille |
09/27/17 |
-tackles over-
Babe. BABE!
-high pitched, whiny voice-
Whatiftherearetwobeansinhere?! |
| Autumn Summers |
09/27/17 |
A rich laugh escaped her lips. "Aye, you have the look of a troublemaker. Honestly, it must've been from something a while ago. I've been ensconced with my husband more often than not as of late." Mischief twinkled in her eyes now. "Besides, how would I have gotten in touch with you? Whispered on the wind?" |
| Autumn Summers |
09/27/17 |
"Me? Trouble?" The redhead flashed a perfect, innocent smile. "Whatever gave you that idea? I can assure you, I've been on my best behavior. Have you, Atticus?" |
| Camille |
09/23/17 |
Hubbae
.. Please make it happen. I'm the meantime, come keep me company in the one we already have? 💕👅 |
| Camille |
09/23/17 |
Hubbae
Where will we fit with six pups in the bed? 😣 |
| Camille |
09/23/17 |
Hubbae
Then.. okay! But they'll need their own room! |
| El Orlav |
09/23/17 |
~*~ Ella recognized the man from his touch to her rear earlier on several occasions. The gleam of his ring brought a scandalous smirk to her features. She walks closer to him, and after her proclamation gives him a flirtaious wink. ~*~
''You have a nice butt. You can touch mine anytime.''
|
| Camille |
09/22/17 |
Hubbae
Who's going to take care of that whole litter?! AND a bean?! |
| Camille |
09/21/17 |
-mumbles-
-somethingsomethingmine-
Oh, I'm sure they were just jealous of your eggo waffle box.
-tugs on-
I'm proud of your war butt. As long as no one touches it, we good. |
| Camille |
09/21/17 |
-squints-
-spins him around-
-thoroughly eyes the goods-
Hmmmmm...
They make your butt look amazing..
-narrows eyes further-
You can't wear them out! People will be throwing themselves at you! |
| Camille |
09/21/17 |
Hubbae
I will be the judge of that. Don't deny your wife butt touches! .. Erm, I mean. >.> |
| Camille |
09/21/17 |
Hubbae
I don't know. Bring your butt here and I'll inspect! |
| Camille |
09/20/17 |
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| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
I know.. I was hiding.
{video download}
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| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
You're so pretty when you sleep. Are you feeling okay?
{video download}
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| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
BABE. How did you even get that? I was making eyes at you... Did you put up cameras too? Great minds :') |
| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
Okay, so maybe I shouldn't have put them in the bathroom..
I wasn't thinking. -cough-
{video download}
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| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
I.. caught this gem, too. Is it illegal to harbor videos of your husband?
{video download}
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| Camille |
09/19/17 |
Hubbae
Babe! I set up surveillance cameras for added security. Look, I caught you on film. You're so cute when you're studying!
{video downloading}
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| Camille |
09/18/17 |
Hubbae
{video downloading }
A man after my own heart. ❤️ |
| Camille |
09/18/17 |
Hubbae
You're lucky you're cute. It's like you climb right back out of these holes with little to no effort. SOMEDAY I'm going to become immune. I swear it! |
| Camille |
09/18/17 |
Hubbae
You can't see me but I'm glaring at the phone. |
| Camille |
09/18/17 |
Hubbae
What? Pizza.. RAT? What a waste of pizza! |
| Camille |
09/16/17 |
-lil puff of air-
Okay, okay. I'll put the bean out of my mind for now.
-side eyes-
Can we double up on the burrito blanket?
I want snuggles. I won't take no for an answer! |
| Camille |
09/16/17 |
-whines-
-climbs all over-
It's not my fault. It was in the library! I was curious.
-slaps book onto the floor-
That thing is evil. THIS thing is evil.
-points to general belly area-
YOU'RE EVIL!
-uber monster mode- |
| Camille |
09/16/17 |
-stumbles through-
-head stuck in a book-
-eyes so wide-
Babe.. The bean isn't a bean anymore. It's a TADPOLE. A tiny little tadpole terrorist.
-horrified-
Is it swimming around in there?! Oh my god I can't handle this. |
| Camille |
09/15/17 |
Hubbae
Just so we're clear, you can't take the bean Necromancer hunting! Not until it's at least 25! |
| Mackenzie |
09/14/17 |
Daniel-san
That isn't a tiny helper. It's a tiny terrorist.
It's okay. I'll sprinkle some pepper on it.
No doubt it's overloaded with salt already. |
| Mackenzie |
09/14/17 |
Daniel-san
That's fine. I'll eat it. Problem solved. |
| Mackenzie |
09/14/17 |
Daniel-san
That happens to be made out of pasta, right? |
| Mackenzie |
09/14/17 |
Daniel-san
With a food baby? |
| Mackenzie |
09/14/17 |
Daniel-san
What do we want? We want to be divorced. |
| Camille |
09/13/17 |
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| Camille |
09/12/17 |
"Not from you. Never from you." Her voice is still quiet when she speaks, but her body loosens. Tensions melting when he's closed the space between them. Atticus reaches for her jacket and she doesn't fight him, instead allowing him to take it from her relaxed grasp. He is so insistent, and the girl nods along to his words. Eyes perpetually fixated upon his own when he spoke. Cami chews at the corner of her mouth nervously, but has no trouble believing every word that comes out of his mouth. It helps to soothe her. It settles her nerves. As best they can for now, anyway.
"Okay." She muses, taking a step closer when he swoops in to kiss her with the tenderness she needed. Her arms wrap around him once more, and again she finds a place against his side. "Scouts honor? Promise?" As needy as she fought not to be, Camille needed more reassurance now than she'd ever needed. It was likely that she would need more in the months to come. "I'm sorry. I'm not upset with you at all. I'm just..." She looks up, eyes locking with her husbands as a soft smile graced the full pout of her lips."You're right. Everything's going to be just fine as long as I have you. I know it will." |
| Camille |
09/12/17 |
It only matters what you want. In an involuntary notion, her pale brows knot over her gaze. Your body presses a trigger inside of her that is unintentional. Cami peels herself back, eyes bouncing back and forth between his steel stare. Suddenly, panic springs upon her. She's pushing herself away from him, scrambling across the bedspread with a look of confusion across her face. "It's not even my body..." She whispers, voice just loud enough for the man to hear her when she spoke.
It would almost seem that the blonde is frightened, the way that she jumps from the bed and onto the floor. At first she paces, fingers pressed against her lip as she chewed absently at the skin. But then she stops, her eyes once again finding her husband, a deep breath caught somewhere in her throat. "This isn't supposed to happen. How could this happen?"
She wants to reach for him. To wrap herself up in the comfort he brings her. But her body is restless. Her mind is on fire. Her breathing becomes erratic the more she thinks about what is happening. Camille reaches for her jacket, hanging off the back of a large chair positioned next to the bed. Balling it in her hand, she looks to the floor before she starts off towards the door.
"I need some air." |
| Camille |
09/12/17 |
Atticus insists that she can tell him anything. She already knew that. Cami doesn't feel bashful or scared. She's nervous. Quickly, she scampers- climbing on to his lap and wrapping herself around him in one fluid motion. The Angel often relishes the way she fits against her husband. Like a puzzle piece.
"I love you." Camille slips her around around his neck, her face buried against the crook of his shoulder. "Do you remember what we talked about earlier? Before.. you left."
Without pulling away from where she has her face hidden, her eyes peel up, barely able to catch the corner of his eye. "I wanted to know how you felt so badly because..." Cami peters off again, swallowing a lump in her thrown that refuses to go away. "I went to see Elouise tonight. While you were gone. We had a long conversation and she made me..."
Okay, she can't quite bring herself to pour over the details. "Atticus, I think I'm-" Camille chokes over the last word, unable to force it out clearly. |
| Camille |
09/12/17 |
Cami is pretty sure that she can smell the chicken nuggets before Atticus even comes through the door. The soft creaking beneath his steps alert her to his entrance, and from her toes her gaze lifts to meet him in the doorway. Cerulean orbs follow him to the counter. They watch as he kicks his shoes off. Atticus turns to slide across the floor and rush at the bed, only to realize that she's upright and alert. His face says that he's noticed the concern in her expression, and then he softens.
He seems much brighter than when he had left. Out of his mood, perhaps because he'd eaten. Camille offers a genuine smile, exuding warmth which is all that she'd ever wanted him to feel. She shakes her head, denying that he had done anything wrong, and instead pats the spot on the bed next to her. Her fingers make a grabby motion, beckoning him closer. "You weren't rude. You didn't do anything wrong, I promise."
"I'm just not feeling well is all." It's a white lie, and she's completely prepared to leave it at that. Camille doesn't do confrontation unless it's in the face of politics or danger. Her brows raise over glistening oculars, and from her lips she blows the remnants of a lungful of air. "Actually... it's a little more than that." Her hand searches for his across the bedspread, desperate for some sort of contact.
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| Camille |
09/12/17 |
He said he was going for a walk, and so Camille allowed him his space. She didn't text him. Didn't call him. Instead, she took a walk of her own- landing somewhere between the kitchen, her room. Namely, Elouise's. The visit didn't last long. It hadn't gone well, though it wasn't particularly bad. Cami didn't know how to process. The Angel wasn't the best at being human, and now she would have to kick her experience in to high gear.
She waited on the bed for her husband to return. The bed spread was still made from the morning- perfectly smooth save for the folds around her body. Cami sat upright with her legs pulled close to her chest, her chin pressed against her knees. Her expression was nearly blank, and almost impossible to read. She didn't cry. Camille almost never cried. Her emotions had not made a habit of getting the better of her.
The girl would sit here, patiently, until Atticus decided to come back to her. If and when were of no consequence. She wasn't going to sleep for a while. |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-forrows brow-
-sits up, stares after-
What's the matter?
Why do you look so disappointed?
-frowns- |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-eyes narrow-
Look.
-lifts her shirt a little, flashes belly-
I got my belly button pierced! |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-eskimo kiss-
I'm so glad you feel that way! 'Cause I have something to tell you... |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Squats. Cardio. Don't think I haven't noticed you watching!
-shakes her head-
Nuh uh. Nope. I asked you first. You don't get to turn it around on me this time, baby.
-jabs at his chest- |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-busts through door-
-tackles him to the ground with a screech-
Atticus Lee Hammond, I swear to the sweet baby Lavender.
Tell me what you want from me. Tell me right now, and don't even
think about lying to your wife. |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Hubbae
No way. Can you imagine a ton of little Atticus' running around? Oy. Me? A simple angel changing 97 diapers a day while daddy is trying to mine new strands of incurable diseases?! ... is this a modern day Brady bunch thing? |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Hubbae
Maybe? It's probably because my tiny, incapable body is malnourished and I'll need to eat your face in order to replenish. 😘 |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Hubbae
What does that even mean?!
Come home! |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Hubbae
Why do you keep saying that?! I'm not weak. Hmmph. 😞 |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
Hubbae
To Elouise. Because Elouise. So crass. Too forward. She drives me insane. ... Why? Is this your way of testing out the waters?! |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/11/17 |
Atticus
My child is my hobby. Yours should be getting your wife to 'put out and pop out' as the tabloids say. |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/11/17 |
Atticus
If you want a baby so bad, why don't you just knock Camille up, and GIVE. MINE. THE. F*CK. BACK. |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-huffs-
I didn't do anything. She hates me for existing!
-pouts-
What if she tries to serve us both for Christmas dinner? |
| Camille |
09/11/17 |
-can't quite scoop up, is so wee-
Gasp! Why that no good, southern dragon...
-pulls close-
Don't worry. I'll protect you! |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
-wanders through, lots of panicked stumbling-
Atticus?! I would recognize that scream anywhere, where are you?
-spins around-
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| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
..BABEDIDYOUGIVETHEBABYBEER?! |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
LE. SIGH. Yes. Keep him for football.
I'll bring nachos instead.
.. Babies are too young for beer, right? |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
You're SUCH a liar. Your pants are even on fire. Who do you think you're talkin' too? If you give that baby back now, I'm not buying tacos for dinner. Your call. |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
D: Aww, babe, no! Don't. Look, I can tell you're sad even through text message. Don't do this! |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
So many no's to that. I don't want to raise Elouise's child. I don't want to be tied to Elouise forever. I don't want Lavender to be jealous. I'm selfish and I need more of your attention than anything, ever. But he can hang out for a little while, aiight?! |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
Yes, I do. The answer is KILL HER. Because what's mine is mine, and I'm a possessive monster. [kissy face emoji] |
| Camille |
09/10/17 |
Hubbae
Oh my god, babe. He's absolutely adorable. I'll be more impressed if you show up and you're matching. Sunglasses and all! ... Don't show Elouise. I don't need her thirsting all over my man. |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/09/17 |
Atticus
Where is my child? |
| Camille |
09/09/17 |
Hubbae
What kind of wife would that make me? What kind of host?! Sitting around while other people build my house. No way! |
| Camille |
09/09/17 |
Hubbae
I am NOT a former lesbian. I thought Big Forrest was helping with the house? How many people are camping out? Do I have to barbecue and make tea? Is that what good wives do? Omg! ... Uh, anyway... yes. If you want to then definitely yes. |
| Camille |
09/09/17 |
Hubbae
I don't know! I've never been on one! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Hubbae
I'm sorry! I'll eat your feelings with you.
Um. You know what I meant. I am here for moral support.
... We can get a puppy?! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Hubbae
I don't think you're going to be able to do that.. Elouise is kind of attached to him. :( |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Atticus Sr.
Yeah, he definitely doesn't understand. But that doesn't mean that he's not IN to it. Impose your nerdiness on him, babe. He might just have a chance to break that Warlov mold! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Boothang
Um. UM. I don't think he understands words yet. It's (probably) totally fine! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Hubbae
No, just keep being you. It helps to keep you around. You keep my blood pressure level, which is safer for everyone really! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Hubbae
Uhh, what about Lavender?! Logan kind of needs to be kept on lock down... Elouise is coming back, too. Although I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you babysat on Sunday nights.
Hubbae
Jameson made contact. She thinks he might come to Bloemfontein. Super stress-case, you dig?! |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Hubbae
I... Don't know. They should stay, right? Definitely.. I think.. 😩 |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/08/17 |
Groupchat: Atticus, Camille
Jameson is looking for him. I'm coming home, and I'm moving him somewhere else. He simply can't have him. It's not an option. |
| Camille |
09/08/17 |
Groupchat:
Hubbae, Smelouise
Yes.. He's right here, I have him. What's going on, Elouise? |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/08/17 |
Groupchat: Atticus; Camille
Is my baby still alive?? I'm on my way back to Bloemfontein. |
| Mackenzie |
09/07/17 |
It's tea and cake or death, kid.
I suggest you choose tea and cake. |
| Camille |
09/07/17 |
-laughs-
-saunters over, tugs at his towel-
No, you don't need a snickers.
I know a better way to adjust your attitude. |
| Camille |
09/07/17 |
-mumbles-
Be careful, babe. Your Sookie is showing. |
| Camille |
09/07/17 |
... I was exfoliating. |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
Hubbae
Oh, um.. its an offer in general. On the table. Off the table. However you prefer... 😏 |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
Hubbae
I'm so sorry, Babe. I know it's inconvenient. He'll he gone soon, I promise. 😞 I'll make it up to you. |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
Hubbae
What does that even mean?! ... where's Logan? |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
A budding smile washes over her visage, fingertips moving to graze the scruff against his cheek as she caresses his skin with a gentle touch. He was thoughtful and unapologetically protective. Just a few of the traits he possessed that made it easy for her to love him. But he also new that Camille was fierce and protective herself, demanding respect where it was due and often unwilling to bend. "You don't need to learn to do anything, or like anyone. All I'll ever ask you to do is trust me. You know that."
"He was gone for a few months. I'm still not sure what happened. His sister lived at the institute as well. She has some theories..." None of which either of them had explored... Yet. But time is an incessant nag and the more that word spread of Jameson's debauchery, the more Camille feels that it's within her bounds to assist in any way possible. "Its been a long six months, regardless." Anyone who knew the lot of them could attest for this. It was most evident in the tired ring around their lives. |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
A quick shake of her head, and once again Cami has closed the distance between Atticus and herself. Her delicate fingers find the opening of his shirt, tugging lightly at the lapels and then palming them flat against his chest. His mere presence asserts a calmness in her, settling her nerves with his touch, or his voice. Usually both. "There's always danger, Atticus. Maybe it's Jameson this week. Maybe some new coven with a bone to pick next. That's the responsibility we take on as leaders." It's not a no. It's not a yes. It's just a fact.
Never mind the buzz around the TURNING of Jameson Orlav. There were rumors. Ones that were hard to prove wrong. Rumors of Mackenzies hand in all of this. Nothing that Camille had solid proof of, and nothing that she could do except provide a place of sanctuary for his grieving wife and their child. Her friends.
"Elouise was my first resident." She offers, a faded memory dancing through her mind. "She came around almost as soon as I opened here. I trust her, even if she's... a bit unstable. You should know that I don't take the matter of trust lightly." |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
A small smile plays on her lips, pressing against her husbands as she returned the kiss with equal pep. Slowly, her hands wander until she finds his fingers, offering a tiny squeeze before she turns to the (now) sleeping baby in his carrier. Camille shrugs, her eyes scanning over Logan, because his body is so small that she can hardly tell if he's breathing.
"Jameson was a doctor.. Kind of. Long back story. Hell bent on finding a 'cure' for vampirism." Bony fingers rise to form quotation marks around the word cure. "They met at the institute. Solitude. Got married eventually. Couple of weirdos, if I'm being honest. But they seemed to work just fine." Camille, without thinking, tugs a soft blanket over Logan and tucks it in around him. "Jameson had a lot of enemies. He went missing and we thought..."
The blondes lips purse, her expression hardened as she turns back to face Atticus. "He's a vampire. Elouise was.. IS.. Devastated. She's a bit of a loose cannon. I asked her back so that I could help keep an eye on her. It's been hard on a lot of people." |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
Camille nods, clearly satisfied by his admission. A slow exhale deflates her. She is not overly concerned about the prospect of their own children, but the Angel feels better knowing that he has faith that Logan won't completely perish while left in her care. "Damn Elouise." She mumbles, glancing up. "I'm going to murder her." |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
Pale brows furrow over her bright eyes, and though she's clearly in contempt of his teasing, she still looks to him with as much adoration as she always does. His hand finds her waist, and instinctively, her arms snake easily around him, pulling Atticus closer even as her eyes roll. "That's not fair, I don't know what I'm doing. What if I break him?!" A streak of panic flashes across her eyes. |
| Camille |
09/05/17 |
"What are you..." She chokes on a pull of air, a snicker replacing the last word. Her hands find her hips. "This might be the most endearing thing I have ever seen." |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Cami snorts, the sound and sensation illiciting a skeptical glance from Logan. "Yes. Don't ask me why. It never made much sense to me, either." A soft shake of her head, and Cam would turn to find the door, eyes darting around as she searched for whatever bag Elouise had left. Atticus asks the inevitable question concerning the babies father. Camille answers with the most honest thing she can think of.
"He's dead." It wasn't a lie. Jameson Orlav is a different story for a different day. A story which probably had everything to do with Elouise and the (ithadbetterbetemporary) abandonment of her child. "Make some extra pasta, too. You're looking a little skinny yourself." She's teasing, of course. Ever the jokester she was. |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Without realizing it, Cami's bottom lip is pressed between her teeth, ears perked as she listens intently to whatever Atticus spews at her about the baby. To be honest, half of what he says could be total gibberish and she might not even know the difference. What she did know, was he was putting on a brave face for her. Whether it was intentional or instinctive, she would never know.
"Thank God. I've never touched one. I mean, I've touched a baby.." Not by choice, of course. "This is Jameson's baby. Have we talked about him before? Used to be more even tempered than Elouise. Was my third for a long time." Her brow perks, and her head turns to face the man who stood at her side. Camilles grin is bright. "Let's take him to the kitchen! ... If we're lucky, we'll find a baby whisperer along the way." |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Atticus sees right through her. There's no way he doesn't. His hand presses against the small of her back and visibly, she relaxes. The boy in her arms rubs his face against her shoulder, a little pouty but mostly content. Logan seems more curious about Atticus than he does Camille. It must have been the blonde hair. "Well, that's good. What do babies even eat? I'm pretty sure I can't share my Mac n' cheese with him." Her eyes shift to her husband, a tiny grin playing on her lips. "I sure hope you've changed a diaper before." |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
"Babe, I'm..." How does she even express without sounding ridiculous that she is ultimately the worst person for Elouise to have dropped Logan off with. Camille has zero maternal instinct. Even so, her face softens as she watches Atticus try to keep the child calm, clearly as disheveled outwardly as Cami feels inside. She feels, however, as though it's important for her to, at the very least... Pretend she has some inclination of what she's doing. "How long has he been here? I'm so sorry. Elouise didn't call or anything. She's kind of a tw-t like that."
Cami steps to the two of them, arms outstretched as she grabs for Logan and pulls him to her body. He's even tempered - for now, confused as the rest of them maybe. She tries her best not to look horrified, but is most likely failing terribly. "Did she leave a bag, or...?" |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Camille is pointedly out of breath when she forces the door open, eyes searching the room before her hand had even left the doorknob. "Atticus? Are you here?!" Blonde hair swirls around her shoulders as her eyes finally land on her husband, a tiny child in his arms... both very confused. Suddenly, Cami can't hold back the laughter that threatens the tip of her tongue. "Oh, my God. WHAT a sight!" |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Hubbae
... Logan? You have... Logan? Oh, dear God. Did she leave food? Did she say anything? WHYDIDSHELEAVEHIM?! |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Hubbae
What?? Are you okay?! |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/04/17 |
She knits her brows. "I'm not going to touch you, weirdo. Relax." She goes about setting up the crib, not paying attention to what Atticus is doing. "I told Camille I was dropping him off. Looks like you're a dad now!" With the biggest, sh*t-eating grin. "Best of luck. He needs a bottle in...ten minutes."
After giving her son a kiss on the forehead, she scoots tf out of there. SUCKS MOTHERF*CKER. |
| Elouise Warrock |
09/04/17 |
Elouise has a plan. London. ...other stuff. However, none of these plans involve a baby. Maybe just making another one. Ayyyyooooo. The blonde troops up the stairs to Camille's room, baby bag, collapsible bassinet, and, of course, Wolverine in hand. Once she reaches the door, she drops everything. (Not the baby, omfg).
"Camille~!" She chimes, knocking a obnoxious pattern on the door. "B*tch, are you there?" Without much care, she pushes open the door, kicking the baby paraphernalia inside. "Hello?!" |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Maybe... so what if is?! |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Is this... are you... -chuckles- Are you hitting on me, babe? |
| Camille |
09/04/17 |
Am juuuuuust sittin' here. Not doing anything! |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
You make it easy. Buttttt, you can't tell anyone how adorable I am. Or WE are. Appearances, you know. People need to believe my heart is made of ice. ❄️ |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
Coincidentally, you coming home is my favorite part of the day. Works out nicely, doesn't it? |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
Most favorite to boot. |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
You are the biggest nerd I have ever met in my life. ❤️ |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
Not at alllllll. Someone's gettin' some extra lovin's tonight. 😍 |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
{video loading}
Where are you, and why aren't you HERE? |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
{video loading}
Is that so? Care to... elaborate? |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
{video download}
But the feng shui is all off... |
| Camille |
09/03/17 |
Hubbae
Umm. Did you check the... errrr is it in the...
WHAT does it look like? I tidied up, sorry! |
| Camille |
09/02/17 |
Hubbae
I was booooorn ready. 😍 |
| Camille |
09/02/17 |
Hubbae
Are those my only two options? How about sexy husband... |
| Camille |
09/01/17 |
Hubbae
Don't get sour on me now. No takesie-backsies. |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
08/31/17 |
Atticus
OK that would be nice. What's the most important thing to have? A bouncy house? A pinata? A ball pit? |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
08/31/17 |
Atticus
OK. OK OKOKOKOKOK! I CAN DO IT. I WILL MAKE HER SO PROUD...after I get some tips. |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
😍😍 is this.. are you.. UM. Yes, okay, that sounds good. |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
Yes.. my room is on the top floor. Why??? |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
No.. I didn't know you had one? Are you sure you didn't leave it in New York? |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
08/31/17 |
Stranger
I like parties! Is Cami going to be on TV? The Bachelorette??? I don't know how to film movies. |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
08/31/17 |
Stranger Danger
She's my best 🍊!!!!! CAMIIII 😍 |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
Yeah, about that.. I'm already here.
{video download}
 |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
Oh, it still stands, alright. And the faster you get here, the better. 👅 |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
No. Not like a Costco card! .. I'm not sure what that is but trust me when I say it's not. You're pulling my leg, right? |
| Camille |
08/31/17 |
Hubbae
Um.. Babe it's not.. I mean it's just.. I'll tell you what. As soon as soon as you come home I'll tell you. And THEN I'll remind you. 😘 |
| Camille |
08/30/17 |
She has every intention of spinning back around when she hears his arms drop to his sides. From her over the shoulder glance, she can make out the disappointment in his features. Cami should apologize for snapping, because (she assumes) Atticus hasn't DONE anything wrong - he's simply caught up in the train wreck that was Elouise Orlav, but the girl has no time to make amends, as he grasps at her, turning her so quickly that she almost loses her balance. Her breath hitches, and by the time she's caught it, he's taking it away again. The man pulls at her, his lips pressed to hers in a feverish passion. Without time to consider an alternative, the Angel returns the gesture with equal fervor.
"..." Cami would mumble something completely inaudible against his lips, but it wouldn't come to matter. Her arms slide around his neck and she pours all of her energy in to wrapping herself up in him. Legs finding his waist. Weight shifted against him, though her small frame would not prove to be challenging. She was always absolute mush in his hands, and now was no exception. |
| Camille |
08/30/17 |
At first her mind swells, and upon revelation that Elouise had planted one on her husband, she's ready to stomp out of her room and hunt her down. She'd mess up her face for that, with blood and knuckles. Because Elouise would learn boundaries, even if by force. But the turn of the conversation brings a sudden flush to Camilles cheeks, highly evident and impossible to miss.
"She said what?! Cette petite pute curieuse!" Cami huffs, each of her palms finding one of her cheeks as she takes a step towards her bed and turns her back to Atticus. "I'm sorry. She's -" The blonde pauses, chin to her shoulder as she looks back at her husband. "And how do you feel about it, exactly?" |
| Camille |
08/30/17 |
Camille, through narrowed eyes, sized up her husband as he places her onto the floor and projects an ounce of attitude into her direction. She pulls the toothbrush from her mouth, waving it like a wand as she responded to his sky accusation.
"While I had always hoped that I'd one day have psychic abilities, I'm afraid I haven't quite grown into them yet... " Hello, sarcasm.
"Care to elaborate? What do I need to tell you?!" |
| Camille |
08/30/17 |
Camille comes running, toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. Hair disheveled. No shoes. She heard her husband scream from two floors up, and so did the rest of the world.
"Atticus?! What in the? What's wrong?!" |
| Elouise Warrock |
08/30/17 |
Elouise cackles. A crazy, sort of unhinged kind of laugh. Because he just admitted Camille is still a virgin. She's tempted to climb off of him and go get a beer. Maybe pat herself on the back. Instead, she plants one on him. Nice and thick. "Well...you're not gay. Is it small? Like Donald Trump tiny? Just turn the lights off, then!" Charming, El. So charming. |
| Elouise Warrock |
08/30/17 |
Elouise approaches Atticus, totally, 100% on the prowl. It's just what the blonde does. She lives to f*ck up other people's days. And Camille is especially sensitive when it comes to her husband, it seems. Obviously, someone isn't getting any. So, the good wingwoman that she is, El jumps out and tackles Atticus.
"Why won't you sleep with my friend?! Is she ugly? Do you think she's ugly? Are you a Ken doll?" She is tempted to grope, but, she's not a total creep. "Well?! What's the deal, man?!" |
| Camille |
08/29/17 |
Hubbae
❤️❤️❤️🔪❤️❤️
Hubbae
Whoops, that knife isn't meant to be there!
Hubbae
... or is it?! |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
-wraps around-
-clings-
That's the best idea I've heard all day. You spoil me! |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
-slaps at hand-
Next thing you know, he's eating pizza and ice cream and we have an obese child!
-shifty eyes-
I guess that's because that's all we eat.. shhhh |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
-blinks-
What do you mean it's his favorite? You've been giving him soda?!
-crazy mom eyes-
What if he's a diabetic? |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
-bursts through the door-
Do NOT give that dragon any Dr. Pepper!
-tackle attack- |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
Hubbae
Oh. Well, yeah that is likely. Were they at least fresh donuts? He DOES have a sweet tooth. Just don't leave the rest of them unattended. He's a sneaky little brat! |
| Camille |
08/28/17 |
Hubbae
What?! Oh my god, is he okay?! My poor baby! |
| Camille |
08/27/17 |
Hubbae
[vid rec'd]
I'm here.. Netflix is here.. Pillow fort is here.. where is Atticus? |
| Camille |
08/26/17 |
Hubbae
Oh my god. That's the greatest thing I've ever seen! Look how nerdy! I'm making this my background. |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
Daniel-san
Are you calling Solomon a weirdo? |
| Mackenzie |
08/25/17 |
Daniel-San
Rhiannon has occasional fits of psychosis. Don't worry. |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
08/23/17 |
*stares*
 |
| Camille |
08/23/17 |
Camille meets his eyes with a glimmer in her own, free hand pulling loose one of his from her hip. Carefully, she presses the bone into his hand, closing his fingers around it before her smile melds into a playful smirk.
"I happened upon it at the museum." She pauses, brow raised, "The natural history museum." No? Not ringing a bell? "It's a saber tooth tiger bone, babe. A dinosaur. A cat(ish) dinosaur."
Now, gentle laughter rolls freely from her throat, her expression expectant. "It's like two birds with one stone. We can call him Tigger."
|
| Camille |
08/23/17 |
Camille busts through the door - Nearly out of breath, with hair from her ponytail loosened enough so that her locks began to slip from the tie. The girl spots Atticus, a wide grin spreading across her face upon sight of the man. A few gentle pads of her (still) bare feet would carry her to him, the space between them dissolving until there was nothing left but her body pressed flush to his. Her fingers find the edge of his collar, tugging him close enough so that she can capture his lips with her own, her smile still evident even as she embraced him. When she pulled away, her other hand would appear between them, opened wide with a small bone nestled in the center of her palm.
"Look what I found."
 |
| Camille |
08/23/17 |
Husband
I'm doing this for you. You should start thinking of ways that you're going to thank me. 💋 Be home soon! |
| Camille |
08/23/17 |
Cami isn't entirely sure where Atticus had run off to, though she's certain she had heard the shower running when she'd walk past the bathroom. The girl had big plans today, but his involvement would be minimal. It was a surprise. The only thing she needed was...
Flaxen locks bounce across her shoulders as she tiptoes across the cool tiling of the kitchen floor. There, his jacket may across the back of a tall kitchen chair, pockets nearly emptied save for the wallet and keys she would find once she dipped her hand inside. A soft snicker escapes her pale lips as she pulls a small handful of bills from the folds of the leather, tucking it back into place once she was done.
"Thanks, babe." Cami whispers, jotting a quick note and heading out the door.
You were successful in stealing $188.00 from Atticus Hammond. |
| Julliet Swan |
08/23/17 |
*runs fingers through hair*
Um, I don't recall asking for your not-so-professional opinion, but thanks? I guess.
*pops bubble gum*
Yeah, too bad we can't all just roll out of To Kill A Mockingbird.
Well, anyway, I just swung by to introduce myself... and tell you to take care of Cami.
So take care of Cami, hm?
I know where you live. |
| Julliet Swan |
08/23/17 |
*grins*
*chuckles*
It is quite possible she could be filling your pretty little head with heartwarming remarks.
And it's Julliet.
That's with two l's, not one.
I think that makes me pretty cool, too.
*hair twirl* |
| Julliet Swan |
08/23/17 |
*purses lips*
You have a cool name.
Does your personality live up to that kind of coolness? |
| Camille |
08/23/17 |
BestHusband
{video download}
Babe, it's midnight. I've got my fanciest dress on. Lavender and I are cooking macaroni and hot dogs, and the only think we're missing is you. Suit up and join us. ♥
|
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
That's not true! I do lots of things! Like.. Um.. Stuff. -coughs- At least I'm pretty. |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
To be fair, babe, I said that nobody should be wearing pants... -Scoops up the sandwich, inspects closely. You're good at this.. You should stay on sandwich duty. |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
Hubby the Kid
You dont. I prefer your draaawl to that six slinger speech, anyway. I WILL take a tune, however. 🎶 I'm your most loyal groupie. |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
CowboyHub
I don't know about all of those harmonicas, but I'm all for the hat. Are you going to play me a tune 'round the campfire, bucko? |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
typing...
New Message!
You did? Is this a joke? Did you leave some scruff? [thank the sweet lord].
😘 |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
typing...
New Message!
Do I still think you're the hottest husband in the realm? Yes. 😍 |
| Camille |
08/22/17 |
typing...
New Message!
You.. fixed it?! It um. It looks so good babe! |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
A dress? No, no. On the list of kinks that might be a little ways down. I'm still waiting on the cowboy hat. Me-ow. I think you'll find my bribery skills to be quite impressive. |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
#1Babe
Oh damn, that was you..?
Kidding 😎
Now come collect your smooches. |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Fav.Nerd
I'll give you three tacos and a life altering kiss. Because I'm an overachiever. |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Hubbae
A Thestral of course.
What's the most expensive body part on the black market? If you could wish for anything, what would you wish for? ..How many tacos to talk about the dress? |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Hubbae
What's your Patronus? |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Hubbae
Who's your favorite Disney princess? |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Hubbae
Have you ever worn a dress? |
| Camille |
08/21/17 |
Hubbae
Babe, would you rather be turned into a hologram or into 2-dimensions? |
| Camille |
08/20/17 |
It's perfect. You've done well. I reckon I'll keep you around a lil' while. |
| Camille |
08/20/17 |
Oh, it looks like Lavender!
-heart eyes-
|
| Camille |
08/20/17 |
She fakes a frown, but the truth behind her countenance would forever betray her. It was impossible for her to feign emotion in any regard for very long.
"No! No naked cake-" No, Camille. Press pause on the frosting conversation. Look at this man.
"Okay, that's a good enough reason for me. Any excuse to take you out and flaunt you." She slips a thin arm around his offered limb, allowing him to lead her towards the promise of way too many carbohydrates and an imminent calorie crash in the near future. "You're racking up all sorts of hubby points." |
| Camille |
08/20/17 |
Cami turns, spoon half sticking out of her mouth because she could not resist the tub of frosting in the fridge. In contrast to her chagrin, a broad smile paints an expression that speaks eons of her infatuation.
But she wont admit it
Oh, my knight in shining armor! Tacos and ice cream? What have I done to deserve such a treat? |
| Mackenzie |
08/19/17 |
Daniel-san
Dipped in chocolate. |
| Mackenzie |
08/19/17 |
Daniel-san
Time to go home. Now. |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Best Husband
Ewww, an eyeball? Aren't they all squishy? Do they bounce? .. Were you that hard up for a ping pong ball?
You can't see me, but I'm snickering at my phone.
[part 2/2]
I'm not sure how many hobo's I've physically fought for my own amusement. One time I burned down a bar because I had no where else to go and I was cold. My gummies? Definitely not actual candy. 150% narcotic.
Best Husband
There isn't a whole lot more to tell. There's the small matter of the bounty on my head, but we should probably discuss that in person. [hearteyes emoji] |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Best Husband
You sound like a Doctor friend of mine. Vampires are his thing, though. Or, well, were his thing... I'm sure you're much less sadistic than he, however. I think? Are you???
[part 2/3]
I did some very questionable things in order to come into my property in Bloemfontein. They included but were not limited to breaking into the office of a government official and threatening to remove the fingers of said official's mistress until he complied with my demands.
[part 3/3]
I'm really not as awful as that sounds. |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Best Husband
I will one-up you and refuse to avoid any questions you might have. Because I am stubborn, and I detest secrets. I eagerly await your arrival. 😘 |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Atticus
She's not my daughter.. not in the traditional sense. On paper I was married, it was more like a drunken bet. Yes she was a woman. No I didn't sleep with her. I'm sorry about Matilde. She doesn't really have a grasp on how things... work.
Atticus
To be fair, there are a lot of things you don't know about me, as I'm sure there are things I don't know about you. That doesn't mean I'm trying to hide anything. I promise. |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Atticus
Yes? I am an open book, you know this. |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Hubbae
All of the above, please.
I thought it might be a huge spider and contemplated setting it on fire, but then I remembered all of the books. I thought better of it.
You're lucky I'm so considerate! |
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Hubbae
Funfetti cake. Always funfetti cake.
|
| Camille |
08/19/17 |
Hubbae
If you bring home a cake, you can do whatever you like.
Er, almost.
...Just bring cake. And your ridiculously adorable face
And maybe a razor. When did you grow a mustache? |
| Camille |
08/18/17 |
Hubbae
Oh, uhh.. Matilde? She's not my daughter exactly... Sorry. I'm sure you were looking forward to bouncy houses and birthday cake. But we can do that for your birthday! It's.. Complicated. Come home soon and we'll discuss it.
Oh.. I tried to break into your trailer but I'm pretty sure there's something alive in there. So I decided to go to the pool instead. Miss you!
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| Camille |
08/18/17 |
-eyes up and down-
-clicks teeth together-
-tugs at, drags towards the clubhouse-
Yes.. Yes, that'll do. Perfect fit! |
| Camille |
08/18/17 |
One well fitted suit will work just fine!
-mumbles-
It's not going to last very long anyway.-
-clears throat- |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
No one said anything about your projected life path, bucko.
-snatches book back-
No worries. Although I am certain you would look absolutely sinful in a suit. |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
So I just finished reading this book...
-flashes book cover at-
Are you going to grow into an uber suave lawyer with a bunch of meddlesome kids? |
| Mackenzie |
08/17/17 |
Daniel-San
You got this. I have faith in you. I'm not far. Don't worry.
And I'm growing out my hair, actually. Patience, young grasshopper. |
| Mackenzie |
08/17/17 |
Daniel-san
You also think I'm a lesbian. Solomon have a long history. Loads of drama and angst. We share all the best decisions and worst luck. Also, I'm a fan of beards. And his face. And he is one hell of an intense goddamn kisser. Go. Beard Deet. |
| Mackenzie |
08/17/17 |
Daniel-san
Damn beard. Okay. Listen. Go to the kitchen, in the cabinet above the stove. There is a spray bottle full of a pale green liquid in there. Unmarked. It's Deet for Beards. Just spray it at him from two feet away. Aim for the beard. You'll be safe to talk. Otherwise, no Dairy Bell. |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
Aww, YIS! This is the best day ever! Where did you find him.. did you steal him? Never mind the lesbians, we have a dragon.. please don't slay him. |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
Oh my, that's a busy day indeed. Where did you find a lesbian? And you're copping up other blondes now?? What's the something else.. oh my god, did you get be a dragon?! |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
Atticus Hammond is beautiful, but there's just
something about the rugged archaeologist type..
Wait, are you.. kinkshaming me? -huffs- -helmet head- |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
All of the above. Don't forget to stop at a Redbox along the way. We're having an impromptu Indiana Jones night.
...We should find you an Indiana Jones costume. |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
I'll trade you the rest of my tequila for a ride.
..But the gummies will cost you extra. |
| Camille |
08/17/17 |
-smells of tequila-
-blue stained mouth-
Oh, THERE you are. I've been looking everywhere for you.
Have you seen my unicorn? |
| Camille |
08/16/17 |
Be still my icy heart. What did I do to deserve such treatment? It was the ring, wasn't it? I got such a good deal on it, too. I mean... When I saw it I knew you deserved nothing less.. ♥
-clears throat- |
| Camille |
08/16/17 |
Oh mon dieu. What a gentleman you are, even if you can't keep your shirt on. Hey, I'm not complaining! Did you get the lash? Did you make a wish? .. Did you wish for a bigger tiara than mine? Why do you always have to be better than me?! |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
"The potential is there, aye. Time will tell." The woman had few friends and preferred it that way. But she accepted the hand nonetheless, a small smile on her lips. "I am hard to miss... take care of yourself, Gatsby." Mischief twinkled in her eyes. "And watch out for thirsty women." |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
 |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
She looked a bit sheepish at the mention of 'bookstore'. She'd been known to kill a few hours-ahem... well, enough time in them. "I happen to agree with you. Although there are some who might disagree... but paper books will always win over electronic ones. My bookshelves bow under the weight, and I still need more." |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
The corners of her lips turned up ever-so-slightly. "Gatsby is workable... I think you could have pulled it off. Books are one of the loves of my life. My husband keeps trying to convert me to an e-reader, but so far I've resisted. Something about the book and turning the pages," she offered a low laugh. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
I thought we agreed that Daniel and Miyagi did not chill? |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Rocky Road? Damn. I prefer Bunny Tracks. I always feel like I'm hunting f-cking rabbits. I'll get the f=cking pints. You get the spoons. Meet you in five for some Netflix and Chill.
Actual chill. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Sit your ass down. You leave, you pay the Price. There's STDs out there. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Jesus f-cking Christ. You think your frolic is too Mucci for the world? Or would you just like to Bannon all hope now? |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Do you know HOW to frolic? Let me see your best skip. Knees to your chest, Atticus Finch. Let's go. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Technically it isn't lying. My property is in the country, and there are forms in the country. So you could farm on that land. If you pick a flower, you will then be a farmer. ...Yea. |
| Elouise Warrock |
08/15/17 |
So you wanna get naked, or what? |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
...I suppose that depends on how fast you can pick up a brogue and learn my signature glare. Of course, you might have to join the farmers dating site, too. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Anytime. We'll have you rated at 'mild sh-thead' before you know it. It's smooth sailing from there. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
You have a dog? That changes everything. Dogs make you 36% more likable. It's a proven fact. A true statistic, that I just made up. You're f-cking welcome. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
If you do it before, maybe just a light spritz. I didn't realize you were into online dating. Have you met Joe from C block, yet? I hear he likes chess and long showers. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
Touché. I see your point, and I like it.
You're going to get along just fine here. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
...before or after the perfume? |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Help yourself, Atticus. Just please remember to turn left for warm water and right for cold. Oh, and two spritzes of the perfume. Any more than that, and this place will go up in flames. I need a goddamn cigarette. You stress me the f-ck out. This is going to be fun. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
I'm always going to look better than you. Tiara or not. Clothing.. No clothing.. None of it will offer you any redemption.
 |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
I suddenly smell something like... like.. oh. What in God's name is that? Ah. Bullsh-t. Snake your own goddamn drain. If you don't want to die of herpes, I can help with that. If you want to die, well... by the stink of it, you're halfway there. ...My name is Mackenzie. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Your... okay. Okay. Fine. But I refuse to do that break of day bullsh-t. And I don't wash cars, either. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
You know, then I'd be obligated to bring my own, which is undoubtedly more fetching than your own and, well... I know how fragile the male ego can be. Messy, messy. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Orlav. Blonde, loud, into self-flattery and looks like a bear. I've seen people contract syphilis just by standing in the same room as that one. You're going to have to catch up, kid. You're not in Kansas anymore. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
I've got a sneaking suspicion that you already own a tiara or two. |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
F-ck that. No. 5 is for desperate grandmothers. I can't help you with that wasted potential. ...You smell like Orlav, too. Jesus. You probably have the clap by now. |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
"Not really, but it isn't difficult to pick out a
Greek name. And I was referring to your mother being an avid reader. That, or she liked the book." She shrugged her shoulders. "No club, sadly." |
| Mackenzie |
08/15/17 |
Look at you.
Already so popular.
I can smell eight different perfumes in the immediate area. |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
"Avid reader, then? Either way, it is still a very Greek name." A shapely brow arched. "I didn't throw it. But since we're playing nice... my name is Autumn." |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
Don't worry. I'll make you feel like a princess. |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
Curious and how you ended up with the name of an ancient Greek philosopher. Accidental or by design? |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
I'm sensing some sarcasm, but you're welcome anyway. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
I'll give you that. This is no Vegas. Although I heard once that Elvis is living in Moscow. |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
Hmm. I say give it a week, and then decide if you'd like to thank me. |
| Autumn Summers |
08/15/17 |
Welcome to the realm. |
| Elouise Warrock |
08/15/17 |
Welcome to the Realm! |
| Camille |
08/15/17 |
Welcome to the Realm. |
