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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 7, 2017 19:21:51 GMT -5
((Yeh we should probably time-skip back I'll be on in like... 15 minutes?))
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 19:39:10 GMT -5
heeeeey
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 7, 2017 19:43:01 GMT -5
((I am here!)
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 19:53:32 GMT -5
heeeeey does anyone want to make the first post?
I would, but my teeth are hurting me pretty bad, so waiting until the pain goes away a little.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 7, 2017 20:02:01 GMT -5
((I can ^.^))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 7, 2017 20:07:20 GMT -5
An hour later they had finally returned to the flat, and were packing away the shopping in various cupboards and the fridge, Cain trying to get some semblance of normality into the suite. He looked up at the window at the loud, satisfying pure of what could only be a very nice car, and smiled widely. 'My Pa's here with my things, you guys finish putting away the groceries, I need to help him bring it up.' He left them quickly and headed downstairs.
A few minutes later he came back in carrying a suitcase, smiling happily- following him was an extremely handsome male, with gorgeously dark olive skin and sleek black hair tied into a bun on top of his head. He had light stubble, and dark brown, almost black eyes. He stood at the height of at least 6'8", dwarfing even Cain, and had an easygoing air about him. 'Not bad.' He said, voice slightly accented. 'It's pretty... sweet.' Cain joked. 'That was terrible.' Replied his pa. 'This is my pa, Mercutio.' He told the others, just so they'd know him, before leading the way to his room. His father had been a world-champion Ice skater when he was younger, and had even entered the Winter Olympics, winning gold not once, but twice. He nodded at them with a warm smile and followed Cain, carrying a guitar case on his back and a second, smaller suitcase in his arms.
After a while the two had managed to bring everything up and sort it out in his and Eve's room, before Mercutio finally collapsed onto the sofa and yawned widely. 'How's ma?' 'Worried.' 'As if that's a change.' Cain snorted. 'Tea?' 'Si.' Cain smiled and put the kettle on. 'Anybody else want some tea?'
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Post by liz on Jan 7, 2017 20:25:00 GMT -5
"Cain, did you say you have a guitar?" Eve asked loudly, rushing into their shared room. Her hair was a fiery red mane, her green eyes bright with excitement but they widened in absolute horror when she noticed Cain had a guest. "Oh my goodness, I'm terribly sorry," Eve apologized, her Irish accent growing stronger along with her embarrassment.
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 20:25:19 GMT -5
Lemme get a post up now ^^ May take a tiny bit though. Devin's gonna have anxiety if his father eats the food LOL
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 7, 2017 20:28:23 GMT -5
Mercutio raised an eyebrow at Cain, who replied, 'this is Eve. She's the one sharing the room.' 'Ah.' Mercutio nodded, giving her a handsome grin and holding out his hand. 'Mercutio Morte, a pleasure to meet you.' 'And yeah- I have a guitar.' Cain curiously added, pouring out the cups of tea. 'Why do you ask? Can you play or something?' He finished making the tea and handed a cup to his father, who stretched out lazily on the living room sofa and sipped at it leisurely.
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 20:48:52 GMT -5
Devin seemed utterly tired of conversing with the human race by the time half of the day was over. He helped sort the kitchen and put away some of the groceries before retiring to his room for a little while. During this time, he sorted the rest of his belongings, placing them in the proper areas. He made his bed carefully and then slipped off his sweater, throwing it down on the bottom of the bed. With one hand, he smoothed his hair out, and with the other he brushed down his shirt.
Glancing at his clock with a soft sigh, he slipped out of the room and headed towards the kitchen. Might as well make sure that all of the grocery items had been put away. Perhaps he could whip himself up a late lunch, before starting on dinner. At the sound of the door opening, he glanced upwards. At the sight of Cain and his father, his eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully. As Cain gave a general introduction, Devin gave a "Hello," before turning away to complete his task.
His eyes scanned the cupboards thoughtfully. But at the sound of Cain and his father re-entering the living area, he glanced over his shoulder to spot them. At the sight of Eve barging in, a habit she seemed to have, he rolled his eyes in amusement.
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Post by liz on Jan 7, 2017 20:52:41 GMT -5
"Pleasures all mine sir," She said, awkwardly curtseying. Nodding at her friend she said with a mischievous smile, "I dabble. Could I borrow it? I promise I'll take good care of it, I'm just having trouble finding one note on my sheet music."
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 21:11:42 GMT -5
Toooorr you all packed up for classes again? 80 you go back the 9th, right?
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Post by torr on Jan 7, 2017 21:35:39 GMT -5
HAHA ....... no im driving back monday morning so ill pack tomorrow i dont want to gooooo rip
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 21:36:59 GMT -5
LOL
Torr are you procrastinating YOU GOT THIS THO
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Post by torr on Jan 7, 2017 21:42:41 GMT -5
nah tbh i'm coming home again on the weekend so i don't have much to pack anyway THANKS <33 im excited for my classes this sem but i just rlly dont want to live w my awful roommates anymore ;n;
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 21:44:18 GMT -5
That's good! I'm actually stressing out as I have classes in 10 days and I still haven't gotten in Chem when I HAVE to. That's great!
just ignore them the best you can i know they are horrible i sympathize
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Post by Amber on Jan 7, 2017 22:24:27 GMT -5
It's so quite...
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 7, 2017 22:36:00 GMT -5
(Someone should be nice and fill Snowy in on what happened. Again x3)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 8, 2017 5:51:49 GMT -5
((Morningggg))
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Post by Amber on Jan 8, 2017 10:28:39 GMT -5
Heeey
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 8, 2017 10:36:24 GMT -5
((It's been so quiet and slow on the forums this weekend :S))
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Post by Amber on Jan 8, 2017 10:42:36 GMT -5
Yeeeah probably because school restarted and stuff.
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Post by Amber on Jan 8, 2017 10:56:23 GMT -5
if ya wanna rp you can just call Devin over lol i realized my post wasn't doing much for anyone oops
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 8, 2017 11:01:12 GMT -5
"Pleasures all mine sir," She said, awkwardly curtseying. Nodding at her friend she said with a mischievous smile, "I dabble. Could I borrow it? I promise I'll take good care of it, I'm just having trouble finding one note on my sheet music." Cain hesitated, as he never lent his instruments to anybody, and was extremely protective of them. Warily he replied, 'uhm... sure.... just.... please be really careful.' He sipped at his tea then checked the time, and figured he should start making the supper for the suite. He was going to make soup for a starter, and then he and Devin would make the spaghetti- he supposed Devin could get started on that whilst he himself worked on the soup. He glanced up and smiled when he saw him. 'Hey, Devin- I'm going to make a start on food if you wanna help.' Mercutio stood at the mention of food and wandered over, leaning on the bench. 'What you making?' 'Spagbol.' Mercutio nodded approvingly and smiled. 'And before that?' 'Tomato and Mozzarella soup- my specialty.' He said with a wink. 'And the little bread-' 'Yep.' 'Good to see I've taught you well.' He chuckled, checking his watch. 'I'll be off after this.' He added. 'I'll be back at the weekend so we can go through your skating program for this years Prix.' 'Alright.'
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Post by Amber on Jan 8, 2017 11:38:41 GMT -5
Devin seemed a little wary when Mercuito appeared. Perhaps it was the vibe, or his height. With a friendly smile, he watched the pair of them approach. His gaze curiously scanned over Mercutio, and he visibly relaxed. Well, he seemed alright, he supposed. He wasn't overly intimidating, and nothing seemed off about him. With a welcoming smile at Mercutio, he nodded at Cain. He noticed the little exchange between father and son, and his lips twitched upwards. "What do you want me to start on?" He inquired, heading over to the cupboards. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Morte." He finally greeted the older man.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 8, 2017 11:43:50 GMT -5
Mercutio cast a quick glance over Devin and then returned the smile with his own. 'And a pleasure to meet you.' He replied. 'Just the mince and stuff, I'd say.' Cain said, as he sliced into skinned tomatoes and began putting them into a pot along with a few different seasonings, looking very much at ease as he did so.
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