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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:19 pm
Devlin had been in the middle of smoking a cigarette wearing only his trousers as he sat at his small table working on his prosthetics. The maintenance had been taking longer then he'd originally thought. When he heard the door first open he thought it was His bodyguard/butler Cody and neglected to put his cigarette out but instead just cleared his throat and spoke with the smoke dangling from his lips. "Ah Yes?" came his reply as he intently looked down at the eye in his left hand as he carefully worked on it looking only through his right eye as his black eyepatch covered the empty socket of his left.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:31 pm
Ana walked over to her father and quickly put out the smoke. She would have just let him continue smoking it if it wasn't for a pressing manner.Her clothes probably gave away a hint when it wasn't showing her belly anymore. She then hugged her father. "Daddy there is something we need to talk about." She told the older Graham. She made a tone of voice that said 'I'm innocent but..'. It was something Devlin would probably expect from Emma.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:55 pm
As Ana came up and hugged him He let out a bit of a sighed and set down his eye and tools and absentmindedly and tiredly ran a hand over his face. "Ana, why is it that when one of you girls says that I get a bad feeling?" he asked feeling the slight distress coming off of her. After she stepped away and he took a look at her attire his right eye closed and he let out a bit of a sigh as he put his face into his hand already getting a good feeling of what she was going to want to talk about He took a deep breath. "Ooooohhhhh." he said standing up for a moment and shaking a bit of the nervous energy out of his from his short yet muscled frame that was riddled with tattoos of all sorts.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:06 pm
Ana stepped back and grabbed onto her soon to be husbands hand. She grabbed onto it and squeezed it as she looked at her father a little boldly. "Daddy." She said as she got ready to continue. "Adam and I are getting married and I'm also pregnant." She told her father waiting for her reaction. She really hoped that he was disappointed in her.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:15 pm
He was speechless after she said that so speechless in fact he tried to talk a little bit opening and closing his mouth several times and shaking for a little bit before what seemed to be an eruption of rage and hate completely vanished as he bit his lip and a faint trickle of blood curled from the corner of his pale mouth and into his reddish Grey beard. Coughing a bit he walked over smiling at his daughter and gave her a bit of a hug with a faint glimmer of a tear in his right eye. He coughed for a moment and then went to his liqour cabinet and pulled a glass and a bottle of vodka out. Setting them both on his kitchen table and pouring himself a drink he coughed again. He didn't know any other way how to smoothly handle this. Lifting his glass he cleared his throat and in a very definite Russian accent spoke. "Za vashe zdorovʹe i zdorovʹe moego vnuka , to" and then slammed the vodka down without even flinching despite the cut to his inner lip.
(To your health and the health of my grandchild then)
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 8:36 am
 Adam NagareboshiNeoAdam didn't quite understand what her father said. He stood there grabbing her hand, and comforting her. He let go and put his arm over her, while petting her hair. He looked at her, and then looked at her father, as he said " I'll take good care of her, sir." You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Life is beautiful!
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 1:42 pm
Ana smiled at Adam. She could pick out a few words because he had said them before on his visits that he would make to India or wherever they were at that time. "To my health and the heath of.... I'm guessing you or the baby. I'm sure he's hoping for the baby more." The woman joked. It seemed like her father. She giggled and hugged her daddy. "I'm glad you're taking it well. I wanted to make sure that the baby had you even if I didn't"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 1:42 pm
The corners of Devlin's mouth twitched when he heard that. he chuckled for a moment but it wasn't his norma;ll good humored one. this sound emanating from his throat and gut was eery and ominous. his face grew hard. Smiling he took a deep breath and stood. Walking over to a part of the wall which connected his and Cody's apartments together. He coughed for a moment. and then knocked on a spot in the wall triggering a mechanism Cody had put it revealing a hidden blade and two pistols. "See that you do boy, I'm getting to old to go on manhunts." he said.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 2:04 pm
Adam NagareboshiNeoHe was hoping that he would have more hospitability from someone who would now be his father-in-law, but this didn't really surprise him much from last time they saw each other. He gulped a bi, as he grabbed Ana's hips tighter from being a bit scared, and said to her whispering " He sure hasn't changed." in a scared tone. You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Life is beautiful!
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 5:52 am
"Course not I'm old and set in my ways." he said giving a bit of a sarcastic wink towards Ana and him. and going on what Ana had commented about his toast he nodded "Yes your right or close enough anyways." he finished. Looking at the blade and pistols he coughed and then hit the same spot on the wall closing the secret compartment for his side of the wall. "I have more around but nowhere near the treasure trove I used to have. Adam me lad I used to have enough guns and ammunition to form a PMC or form a small personal army. " he said joking somewhat though his daughters and ex could testify that it was quite true.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 2:18 pm
Adam NagareboshiNeoFinally Adam found something he could get along with in Ana's father. He also had a personal collection of japanese swords, and armor at his home. He answered to Ana's father " Haha! Well, sir I also have a collection of armor and blades that I can also make my personal army of samurai if I wanted to. Let's make an invincible army of samurai gunmen, eh?" he said jokingly as he kissed Ana's head, and held her tight smiling. He finally found acceptance from her father. He rubbed her belly gently, and leaned his head over her's. You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Life is beautiful!
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:38 pm
Scratching his chin for a moment and coughing Devlin looked at Adam with a questioning look one that screamed 'if looks could kill.' from that steely right eye of his having changed from green to grey the color of steel. "Lad." he began his voice barely above a whisper. "Such thoughts of the samurai's code of honor and bushido, are no longer ways of the world, besides those relics would be better served in display for a proud heritage or in a museum we'd only be putting them to shame trying to relive past glories with them. No that wouldn't do swords and armor such as that have no place on a battlefield today. Though I applaud your collection." he said chuckling with his final words.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:51 pm
Adam NagareboshiNeoNow his happiness bubble of her father was popped yet again. He looked down and a big sweat drop on his head, as he thought to himself Great... he hates me again. I'll never get him to like me. and he just remained quiet now. He wasn't going to fight with her father over the code of samurai or all that crud. He came from the bloodline of pirates anyway. He just raised his head, and said " Well... do you at least like Pirate guns? I have a relic at my home of my great great grandfather, Captain Cofresi. I think it's called a blunderbuss." he said still tryiong to be accepted by her father in some way. You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Life is beautiful!
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 3:59 pm
Chuckling a little bit he took a step towards Adam and patted the boy on his head lightly. "Well truth be told I'm more familiar with the rifle muskets of the American civil war. But I do indeed have a fondness for all Guns that brought us to where we are today. In fact and I haven't told Ana or her sister this either an ancestor of ours was in the Civil war. Though it wasn't anything particularly grand he was just an artillery captain or something of the sort. If anything the most recent person in our family to be on the battlefield is me, and I've served with three different nations for over twenty years." he said smiling.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:00 pm
Ana smiled. She was sure her father liked him even if they didn't have too much in common and Adam didn't properly introduce himself before knocking her off. Other then that they seemed fine with each other. When the man she loved started to rub her belly she couldn't help but to put her hand on top of his to stop him from doing that. She finally could understand why all those girls didn't like people to touch their bellies when they were pregnant. Besides with Adam moving his hand around he wouldn't feel anything anywise. Not that he would feel anything just yet. "Daddy wasn't mom the one who had some force in the reason you gave up your guns?" She asked remembering her mother muttering a few times to her father about what she didn't want around the house.
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