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Last five threads posted in:
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| Chiara Maxx |
12/18/19 |
-brows raise-
-hands over phone-
-eyes over-
-nods-
Yes! I'm excited!
Shouldn't take me long to settle in. |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/16/19 |
Very close.
I dig it.
Pint? Ooo.. fancy.
Sure! Wanna exchange numbers? |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/15/19 |
-takes her hand and shakes gently-
Keera? My name is so close to yours. I'm Chiara.
Nice to meet you. |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/15/19 |
-blinkblinkblink-
Oh, my..
-begins laughing-
-laughs loudly-
-snorts-
-blinks-
That was hilarious.. |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/14/19 |
Blinks rapidly. "Wait. Wha-?" |
| Nina Parrish |
11/30/19 |
Hey! Thank you! Glad to be here! |
| Jackson McCarthy |
11/27/19 |
Eight bucks for a beer?? Where are you buying your beer. Here, have some of this...
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| Valentin Metzger |
11/17/19 |
The small woman appears lost in her thoughts; like she is weighing her options. Does she trust him or does she not? It is the only thing he can really gather from her silence. And he is fine with this. It means she is not a silly little girl with half a brain. Keera has street smarts. She is a survivor. Of what, he does not know. Maybe someday she will enlighten him, until then, he will protect her with his life. She is one of his own now. And everyone under Valentin's care, is well guarded. Whether they wish to be or not.
He stands to his full height, posture easy in olive drab undershirt and denims, turquoise irides observing the woman for any shift in mood. Call him careful but he has one that shifts personality sometimes after long spells of silence. He is quietly reflecting on this when a sudden chatter fills the hall. His brows lift as if surprised by the sudden vocalisation and then he is laughing. This one, is incredibly funny. Another laugh escapes and he nods.
"Ja? I wish we had met a few years ago. Maybe it would have helped." It isn't that he is inept at what he does, his girls are just runners and bolt in opposite directions. Both are also quiet adept at hiding, blending. And neither want to listen to the Colossus. Yes, he is partially overbearing but that is only because he cares and knows from life experience just how brutal people can be. Maybe he is even one of these people.. to enemies. "And I am sure you will. From time to time I bother my Madchen so I may see my 'niece' and the other will often visit when Ella is with me."
He considers her offer to eat. The Butcher has no plans that he can recollect. All is quiet. He is also quite hungry, now that he thinks of it. If he were to think more on it, he might realise that his appetite has steadily increased over the years but no weight is gained.
"Munchies sound delicious." An open palm raises, an invitation for Keera to lead the way. |
| Valentin Metzger |
11/13/19 |
Crossed arms. Keera is guarded, or so it seems, but not as guarded as she was moments previous. This is evident in her shoulders, the relaxed posture. His head cants, arms remaining behind his back; he is even leaning forward, not enough to impose or encroach on the girl's personal space but enough to bring himself down to her level. It leaves his face exposed to attack if she were so inclined. A silent 'everything is fine, I am not here to hurt you'.
Mate. It is this word that triggers the 'ah ha' moment. Australian. Yes, he should have realised this earlier when she was speaking. While British and Australian accents can both be broad, the personalities of the individuals differ greatly. Most Australians Valentin encountered were loud, boisterous peoples. -Much- different than those of the UK; or even his own country. Another smile, this one not so large, but it is sincere.
"Always my pleasure to assist." Dark brows raise over light eyes at the woman's sense of humour and his face softens. "I am sure you are not nearly the handful as my other charges." Another baritone chuckle. "No one could be more problematic than those two.. but that is a story for another time."
Turquoise optics survey the hall. He suddenly realises he may have interrupted the young woman. But is she coming or going? "Can I escort you anywhere? It is late and Los Angeles is not the safest of places." Better idea, less imposing at least. "Can I call you a taxi, Fraulein?" |
| Valentin Metzger |
11/12/19 |
For a moment, Valentin simply regards the petite woman. Observing her. The expression on her face, her body language. He is by no means a mind reader but he has been in the business of intel, gathering it by -any- means necessary, to know when a person is not comfortable. And then she smiles. A smile to hide the fear away.. as Livia would say. He smiles in return, one that does reach pale optics. He is actually caught off guard by Keera's statement after.
Baritone gravel explodes from Valentin's chest in a long, loud laugh. She is an amusing one, this Keera. He gives a polite shake before releasing the woman's hand from his grip, his body still shaking with amusement. "Ja.. except they withheld the cereal." Another low rumble, Valentin's hands lock behind his back. It is the least threatening pose he can assume as he speaks to the smaller woman. "Reasons.. a perfect answer."
There was no need for her to feel any discomfort in his presence, at least he wanted to convey this to the woman. But he is ignorant to what may lie beneath the utterly sweet and charming demeanour of the newest member to the Fraternity. He is a 'relative' stranger and he understands that trust is necessary between two people. Eventually she will understand that he is there simply to protect those in their family. And she is allowed to take all the time she needs to understand this. Until then.. "My card.. if you need anything.. at any time.. please call me. If you feel unsafe or a situation has occurred, call me. I will attempt to reach your location expeditiously and handle the.. problem."
See.. he is a nice guy. Usually. As long as men treat the women of his family with respect, there is no problem. |
| Valentin Metzger |
11/12/19 |
A new face. One the Butcher saw as he returned to the Fraternity's headquarters the previous night. Too tired to welcome the woman, Valentin simply found his room and retired for the evening. Today is another day, however. "Good evening, fraulein Schmidt." A large hand extends to the woman. "I am Valentin. If you need anything.. money, weapons, a person to dispose of any bodies.. please do not hesitate to call me."
He may be teasing. Maybe he is not. Who is to say really. |
| Celestial Moon |
11/10/19 |
*Walks up to you and smiles* welcome to the realm, if I can be of any service to you just let me know I'll do my best. |
| Liam Dromeo |
11/10/19 |
"Thank ya kindly missus" |
| Aelin Galathynius |
11/10/19 |
Welcome to the Realm! |
| Beau Theroux |
11/10/19 |
"Welcome to the Realm! Finding things alright?" |
| Briahne Christiann |
11/10/19 |
You've step through into an area where imagination is allowed to be let loose, congratulations, you're now in the Realm! Welcome to your new home, enjoy yourself here and watch out for the Red Death, it's a killer. |
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