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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 1:29:47 GMT -5
OoC :: I can certainly try to.
IC :: The dark-haired male took a deep breath in and let it out carefully as though he had to be careful when he breathed. Life was weird. Nathan didn't know how to actually process it. Nadia had the four of them temporarily staying in an abandoned apartment she had used before coming to Michael's labs. Nathan had to emphasize Michael's as it didn't seem it was just Michael who kept the line of labs in these cities steady. Nathan couldn't say he liked it. He knew Nadia didn't either.
She was the one looking for a job, even refusing to have Nathan look for one. He didn't like that as it was only the twins and two children, one being seven and the other ten. Oddly enough, the ten-year-old was still younger. Nathan didn't like it, but it was difficult to object to his sister.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 1:39:53 GMT -5
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IC Things had finally calmed down. That wasnβt to say they had completely calmed down, but things had stopped being so hectic that Norman hardly had any time for anything else but work. Once they had mass produced the cure, they had to announce New Wings to the public, which had not only gotten them out there, but had made them busy. So that, along with other projects at New Wings, keeping an eye on Ty and Ives to make sure they were doing okay, and visiting Kai in the hospital, the past week or do had been very busy.
It was taking a toll on Norman, which Ives had realized, and once they had gotten some free time, he had brought Norman out to the cafe they seemed to go to, more than Starbucks, as of late, and that was where they currently were, sitting in a little booth by the wall, with Ivesβ back pressed against the wall, Norman leaning on him, eyes closed and legs propped up, neither said anything, instead they both seemed rather content to enjoy the quiet stillness of it all.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 1:47:33 GMT -5
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IC :: He entered the small cafe, everything Nadia was doing lately made no sense to him. And for once, she wasn't actually telling him that much. She sent him out, not even to get food for them all, but just so he had fresh air and a break from all of them. She didn't even have him take William or Blaire out, claiming she could handle them. Nathan couldn't refuse though, so that's why he was there. He needed some caffeine, something to calm hiss nerves and just relax him. He wasn't expecting to see Ives and Norman there. Voting to get coffee first before at least saying a hello to the couple, he moved to the counter and ordered, waiting for his drink before cautiously heading over.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 1:54:30 GMT -5
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IC Ives was the first who noticed him, adjusting his position a little so he could get a hand free to wave at him. Now Ives still looked a little pale, with small bags under his eyes, and a lack of a recent shave had left to him getting a bit of stubble. He looked tired, weak even. Just what one might expect from someone still recovering from almost dying. But above all else, he looked content.
The dog hybrid tipped his head down to smell Normanβs hair, mumbling quietly under his breath to let him know that they had company, then, he looked back up at Nathan and offered him a smile. βHey Nathan, funny seeing you here. I didnβt know you came to this cafe,β Ives told him as Norman opened his eyes, waving at him slightly.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 1:58:25 GMT -5
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IC :: "I don't normally. Kinda been forced out of my temporary shelter. Surprised to see you hear, glad you're... alive?" Nathan offered. Ives didn't seem to be in the best shape, but considering he wasn't locked up, Nathan supposed the cure worked... Nathan was aware Wesley gave Norman a cure... but he hadn't exactly expected it to work. Nathan was surprised anyone in that family could be honest and tell the truth. "Do you mind if I join you two?"
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 2:10:57 GMT -5
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IC Norman shook his head, gesturing for Nathan to sit down as he got up from his spot to simply sit beside Ives, instead of partially on him. Norman looked a bit more normal than Ives did, bags under his eyes that were much more noticeable than Ives, messed up hair, but otherwise, the same. βNot at all, Nathan, sit down,β he encouraged, not trying to mask his tiredness.
Ives sat up straight when Norman left his side, rubbing his chin a little, he would need to shave soon. βIβm glad to be alive too,β he said, smiling again. He really was glad. For a bit there, he had seriously thought that would have been hit got him. βNearly dying really makes you appreciate life,β he added, glancing at Norman as he spoke to Nathan. βLife and everything I wouldβve left behind.β
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 2:17:43 GMT -5
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IC :: It seemed neither of the two were in the best of shape, Nathan reassessed upon looking at Norman. Ives may have the after affects of illness, however Norman seemed to be plan out exhausted. He gave a small smile as Ives spoke, understanding what Ives meant. "I almost wish I could understand that feeling, however death hasn't come close enough to greet me yet. I suppose I should be grateful for that though..." he brought the cup to his lips, waiting a moment as the heat steaming from it hit his face before taking a gulp of hot coffee.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Dec 29, 2017 2:26:04 GMT -5
OoC :: Yes, just a bit.
IC :: Madeline blinked, as he sounded shocked at hearing that. She nodded slightly before answering, "Yeah, of course. I mean, you care for her so much- your willing to schedule a meeting with a stranger to try and find out where she's been kidnapped. It's kinda like a story almost- that might sound silly, but you're like the prince going to save the princess- and it's really sweet and adorable to think of it like that...."
OOC:TextIC: Maverick smiled, and couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It had never crossed his mind not to try and find her, it was his responsibility and his fault after all. But, he had never thought it that way, but now that she pointed it out, he saw that she was right, in a way. He wouldn't call Tabby defenceless, but he couldn't think of her fighting her way to freedom. "No, I-I like that thought, it's...cute." He had to admit he didn't know his affection toward the Feles Wolf was so obvious.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 2:29:37 GMT -5
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IC :: "Well, we'll make sure to get her back. Her and Feles, and then hopefully everything will be fine again..." Madeline said in an assured voice. One way or another they'd get them back. "So... is it just me, or does this person we are supposed to be meeting a little late or what?" She tried to make it somewhate a joke, but so far they kinda needed this person to help them out.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 2:29:59 GMT -5
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IC Ives frowned, looking down. βYou should be grateful,β he agreed, reaching out to grab a mug from the table. He felt better, which was good, but he also felt terrible, in a different way. He hadnβt ever been an anxious person before, but now? He had nearly lost everything, nearly died, and even though he knew it was unreasonable, he feared losing Norman, feared losing his friends, feared getting sick, feared missing out on chances in life, he feared things he hadnβt even considered before, and right up on that list, was losing Norman, or leaving him after everything theyβd been through. Maybe that was why he felt so much more protective over him recently, and even he had to admit, heβd gotten a little clingy.
Norman leaned back, head resting on the booth. βHow are you, Nathan? Howβs Nadia, and Blaire, and William?β He asked, and although the question was innocent itself, there was definitely an underline tone that suggested he was asking more than just their current wellbeing, they had all been there for Wesleyβs little display, that had to effect them.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 2:39:56 GMT -5
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IC :: He gave a small hum in agreement to Ives before pausing at Norman's question. It was complicated as Nathan didn't know how to properly describe it. "Nadia's gotten- I don't know how to describe it, wuoet? She's become a lot more cautious of everything- and barely lets Blaire or Will- especially Will- leave the house. Those two seem to be a little scarred over the incident... Blaire is probably a little more affected over Cero's death of course, Will on the other hand is simply traumatized by everything. So, I suppose it's good Nadia is being overprotective- but, she's being weird about it." Nathan couldn't judge her. She lost the most- Wesley took the most from her. Maybe they lost their home, but Nadia was missing two children now. Nathan couldn't judge her at all for being distant and quiet and overprotective. But it did trouble him- because it wasn't quite a depression she was in per se.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Dec 29, 2017 2:44:49 GMT -5
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IC :: "Well, we'll make sure to get her back. Her and Feles, and then hopefully everything will be fine again..." Madeline said in an assured voice. One way or another they'd get them back. "So... is it just me, or does this person we are supposed to be meeting a little late or what?" She tried to make it somewhate a joke, but so far they kinda needed this person to help them out.
OOC:TextIC: Maverick nodded. He didn't say it, but he had a feeling there will be no such thing as fine while they were friends with Feles Wolves. He then nodded and looked around. "Yeah I would have thought he would be here by now," he said. Suddenly, as if it were timed perfectly, the buzzer sounded from someone downstairs, actually msking Mav nearly jump in surprise.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 2:52:57 GMT -5
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IC :: Madeline did jump. Back a few feet with her ears folded back and sharp breaths, before calming herself down as quickly as possible. She had to shake off the nerves that immediately spooked her and moved towards the thing to let the person up. "Holy carp, that scared me..." she muttered before moving to answer and let the person up. "Here to meet with Maverick and Madeline? Come on up..." she said quickly before shaking herself once more to really calm herself down.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 2:53:34 GMT -5
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IC Norman gave a small nod of understanding as Ives started to play around with his hair. βExperiences change people. Especially experiences like this,β he said, glancing over at Ives. βI donβt know a single person, that has come out of something traumatic, the same way the went in. Change, scarring, itβs to be expected,β Norman said as he turned his attention back to Nathan. Even just this recent experience had taken a toll on his family. Boston Waldo hardly left Tyβs side except for school, which he had been reluctant to go to. Kai still had a few days left in the hospital before he could leave, and Ty seemed alright, actually, but Norman knew that he wasnβt. His symptoms just had yet to surface. Which was worrying. Everyone elseβs had. Especially Ives, which also worried Norman, but he knew there wasnβt much other than be there, that he could do. And to think he hadnβt even considered how this had effected him yet.
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 3:03:58 GMT -5
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IC :: "Yeah... I suppose so," Nathan murmured. He wished it hadn't happened. That none of it had happened. Sure, Michael being dead was great, and Nathan had previously wished he had been the one to put the bullet through his head.... "Everything would have been easier if Wesley stayed in hiding. Acted as if he had no business in the world... Have you heard anything about him? Whatever plans he has or what has been going on wherever he is lying in wait?" Nathan didn't trust that man, likely more than he had distrusted Michael when that scientist was still alive. Nathan was almost unsure of who to trust, whenever he talked with someone.... Even just briefly on the street.... He hated the feeling of not knowing who was working for that man, as it could be anyone.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 3:12:25 GMT -5
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IC Norman frowned slightly. βI know that he saved a lot of people with that cure and if he had stayed hidden, all those people would be dead. I know that I owe him a favor, and he knows it too. Heβs cold, smart, calculative, he doesnβt get distracted and heβs good at reading people. Heβs been remaking hybrids for some reason, and I think we all need to be very wary of him,β he explained, leaning forward slightly. βHeβs different. Than Michael, and Tessa, and Hazel, smarter, and that makes him all the more dangerous and Iβm-β he paused there, about to say he was determined to figure that man out. However...he was dealing with a lot, his family was dealing with a lot, how could he even think of adding more, unnecessary, dangerous work to his load? βIβm going to be ready for him, and you should be too,β he finished, deciding that even if he didnβt actively seek out information, he should at least, be prepared for the unpredictable.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 3:14:54 GMT -5
OOC Okay, I gotta crash, night guys!
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 3:23:18 GMT -5
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IC :: Nathan knew all of that. Wesley did help.... With an issue he created by convincing his own son to release the disease... Wesley killed his own son. That in itself was crazy. But Norman was right. Welsey wasn't, or at least didn't appear to be obsessed with certain people... He was smarter than his son, likely more manipulative in a different way... It wasn't so up in your face at least. He wasn't Hazel either- Nathan almost found it funny... All three of those people had to force others to stay under their control, captured, or something like that... So far, Nathan had sent Wesley ask for people to join and at them refusing, accepted. He didn't do anything to get them, to force them to be under their control....
Nathan did not like him. That was the sure fact. "You're right. When are you not about these kind of things. It bothers me... Everything about it. What are the chances he will just.... I don't know, leave us all alone for eternity?"
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Dec 29, 2017 3:32:09 GMT -5
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IC :: Madeline did jump. Back a few feet with her ears folded back and sharp breaths, before calming herself down as quickly as possible. She had to shake off the nerves that immediately spooked her and moved towards the thing to let the person up. "Holy carp, that scared me..." she muttered before moving to answer and let the person up. "Here to meet with Maverick and Madeline? Come on up..." she said quickly before shaking herself once more to really calm herself down.
OOC:TextIC: Maverick chuckled slightly at her sudden movement. "Wasn't expecting it so suddenly," he said with a smile, then took a deep breath. He was nervous, scared even. He had no idea who this person was and that kinda freaked him out.
In a few moments the door opened and the man stood in it's place. He was tall, about 6' tall. Dark brown hair, brown eyes, a bit chubby. He was wearing a simple button up t-shirt and jeans, and he also had a pair of glasses sitting on his nose. Maverick's jaw dropped. "Mr-" "James, please. Hello Mav," he said in a deepish, but friendly voice. He then turned to Maddie with a smile. "Madeline I'm guessing?"
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Dec 29, 2017 3:32:30 GMT -5
OOC: Good night Smore! Sweet dreams!
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 3:37:04 GMT -5
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IC :: Was it bad to say the jackalope was intimidated. Madeline was heavy to believe it was just her animal instincts as he didn't actually seem to be a threat. All in all, he looked friendly. She wanted to vote it on the fact he was tall... But he seemed to be more normally tall. So... Oh well. The blonde nodded, "Yes sir. Madeline Selef. It's... It's, uh, nice to meet you.... I suppose?" She offered her hand to shake slowly breathing in and out to calm herself. Dear gosh, she hated how jumpy she was.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Dec 29, 2017 5:32:46 GMT -5
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IC :: Was it bad to say the jackalope was intimidated. Madeline was heavy to believe it was just her animal instincts as he didn't actually seem to be a threat. All in all, he looked friendly. She wanted to vote it on the fact he was tall... But he seemed to be more normally tall. So... Oh well. The blonde nodded, "Yes sir. Madeline Selef. It's... It's, uh, nice to meet you.... I suppose?" She offered her hand to shake slowly breathing in and out to calm herself. Dear gosh, she hated how jumpy she was.
Despite being a friendly looking man, he did still have an aura of authority, and he was a lot older then the two of them, looking to be in his forties. The man reached forward and grabbed Maddie's hand with both of his, shaking it gently. "Madeline, it's a pleasure to meet you too. And it good to see you again Maverick," he added, shaking his hand. Mav was still shocked. The man was Sammy's father, the man he often saw when he went to the restaurant. He chuckled slightly at Maddie's reaction. "Don't worry dear, I'm only here to help," he said gently, before smiling at them. "How are you two?" He asked first, and Mav looked at Maddie, speaking first for her sake. "I'm doing well," he said, and James nodded before looking at Madeline.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 12:00:53 GMT -5
OOC Morning!
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Post by anormallife on Dec 29, 2017 13:57:06 GMT -5
Hello c: )
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 18:49:56 GMT -5
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 21:09:39 GMT -5
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IC :: Was it bad to say the jackalope was intimidated. Madeline was heavy to believe it was just her animal instincts as he didn't actually seem to be a threat. All in all, he looked friendly. She wanted to vote it on the fact he was tall... But he seemed to be more normally tall. So... Oh well. The blonde nodded, "Yes sir. Madeline Selef. It's... It's, uh, nice to meet you.... I suppose?" She offered her hand to shake slowly breathing in and out to calm herself. Dear gosh, she hated how jumpy she was.
Despite being a friendly looking man, he did still have an aura of authority, and he was a lot older then the two of them, looking to be in his forties. The man reached forward and grabbed Maddie's hand with both of his, shaking it gently. "Madeline, it's a pleasure to meet you too. And it good to see you again Maverick," he added, shaking his hand. Mav was still shocked. The man was Sammy's father, the man he often saw when he went to the restaurant. He chuckled slightly at Maddie's reaction. "Don't worry dear, I'm only here to help," he said gently, before smiling at them. "How are you two?" He asked first, and Mav looked at Maddie, speaking first for her sake. "I'm doing well," he said, and James nodded before looking at Madeline. (Question, did he work at the original labs, the old labs, or both?) Madeline had to remind herself of that. She nodded slightly, grabbing her wrist and pinching it lightly to focus in. "Uh, right. I'm doing fine as well... And you?" She couldn't explain the feeling properly, but it was odd. She pushed it aside, though it lingered. "Ah, come on in so we can all talk...." She was super grateful the brothers weren't there, at least at this moment. She probably should have made sure with one of them that this was alright... Oops. But, currently this was more important and it wasn't like she had anywhere else for them all to meet.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 21:15:45 GMT -5
OOC Hey Creamy!
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 21:18:37 GMT -5
OoC :: Hallo! How are you ?
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Post by πβππ π£π on Dec 29, 2017 21:19:01 GMT -5
OOC Eh, you?
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Post by CreamCrow on Dec 29, 2017 21:27:53 GMT -5
OoC :: I'm doing pretty darn well at the moment.
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