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 Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 6:25 pm
Jamie laughed, shaking his head a little. "I get hell all the time being called tiny." And he did. Ian was always giving him a bad time, telling him to eat and to take better care of himself. Even he was willing to admit that he was far too skinny for someone his size.
"But either way, maybe I should follow you on that name book idea." He shrugged it off, taking no mind to the fact that she considered him big. He was bigger than she was, after all, in height if not in weight.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 10:56 am
Draven watch Kyrin leaving longingly, he didn’t even look up until he heard her footsteps and knew she was moving away from him. His gaze was locked in the direction of the door for no more than a few moments, but it felt like hours to Draven. Eventually he found the courage to move and slowly began the trek up the stairs to his room, where he would grab a few certain items, some more money and then leave the mansion.
Kyrin said he’d have to change his hair, again. It wouldn’t be easy and it couldn’t actually be done until the black grew out into his natural shade of black, which was to be exact, a very dark brown. He moved out the door and up the street, grabing a cab half way, walking wasn’t going to do him any good. I need to get a car… Draven thought, before handing his money to the cabbie.
A few moments later, he arrived at his destination, a costume shop. He’d have to change again, so why not add a few things he didn’t have to start with. Draven moved through the shop and didn’t find anything that looked real enough, he’d have to do it the for real, that scared him slightly, but he thought the bigger the change the happier Kyrin would be.
Draven then walked from shop to a jewelry store, where he then got both of his ears pierced. They said it wouldn’t hurt, but to him it did. After a few moments, he had one large white gold stud in each ear, it made him look more rough around the edges. Next would be his most radical change, a tattoo, or rather several.
Draven arrived at the parlor and browsed through deciding on an armband. After it was all finished Draven had a stunning black band of a mesh design, Celtic in nature. In the center of this band, which was facing away from his body, there was a pair of elk skulls, each facing inward. In-between them both was a sword, also of Celtic design.
Draven, quite pleased with his change then took his tuxedo jacket off and handed it to a poor homeless person on his way home. Then he tore the sleeves of his dress shirt off creating a muscle shirt and showing off his heavily muscled arms.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 1:20 pm
Ian looked around the room, taking a moment to notice that it was just about empty. He was hungry. I want a sandwich... And there's breakfast in the kitchen, Nori said... So, figuring that nothing else he might need to know about was going to happen, he turned and left for the kitchen. He took out the sandwich ingredients, and hummed to himself as he made a lunch of them. Then he sat at the table and ate his food, thinking about a disguise and a name.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 2:33 pm
 At Jaydn’s reaction, Xavier laughed a loud, trying to drown out the noise by covering his mouth with both hands. He looked genuinely happy at that moment. The threat that had come from Jaydn’s mouth was one that Xavier was more then used to. He had heard it more times then he could remember now. With a smirk on his face, he said in a light tone, “I love you too,” As if the words had been in love and not in anger and something potentially bordering hate.
Xavier’s attention then turned to Nori, who he could see had turned a dark shade of pink, he smiled to the other boy, but with none of the sarcasm in his eyes. He’ll remember me. And with that thought he realized that the thing that would be the most fun for him would be to flirt with the other boy, and..or kiss him whenever he saw him, As a greeting. He laughed to himself. As Xavier had no idea that he had stolen Nori’s first kiss or anything of the like, the whole situation was just funny and didn’t bother him in the least. Xavier glanced around, as his laughter continued to echo through the large room, and noticed Kyrin standing by the door frame, watching the whole thing and laughing about it quietly. He then noticed that Lily had moved to dress herself, he turned and smiled at her as well, before carefully inching away from his brother, whom at this point, seemed to be radiating anger.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 8:09 pm
As Xavier gave a smile to him, Nori felt quite a bit of irritation rise inside him, and it was a rare occurance. It wasn't in his nature to give an outburst or storm off, since he hated to lose face, but he still managed to give a quick desperate glance at Kyrin to see if she if she could explain who this bizarre newcomer was.
Who does this guy think he is?!
Nori's temper, which was usually dormant, had been stirred. It was his calm, rational side that forced him to keep his composure and cool-headedness. His face still red, and bound to break out in a sweat soon, Nori approached Jaydn again and asked him if he could take the time to get measured. He refused to look at Xavier, hoping that by avoiding eye contact he could altogether avoid another catastrophy. He didn't know what Xavier was doing here, but he hoped he would leave soon. Nori unconvincingly told himself that he needed to get his work done, and didn't have time to get distracted by such things.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 9:09 am
Fiore took her feet from the sidewalk as the crossed the street a few times and when her good eye caught sight of the library she pointed to it and forced a smile, though it still looked slightly awkward on her indescript face.
"It's just over there."
Her hands had grown slightly sweaty, not from being hot, but more being nervous. It was slightly strange that she would get nervous from being around people, and not from the difficult situations that she would often enjoy to put herself in.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 10:52 am
Jamie smiled. "Ok."
He followed her to the library, hands in his pockets, relaxed. He didn't much mind the human companionship, and she was nice enough. Infinitely better than hoping that he wouldn't have to deal with Ian, just being in the mansion at all times. "Thanks for walking here with me," he smiled conversationally, and meant it. He was grateful for the companionship, and for getting him out of the mansion. He needed that sometimes.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 11:03 am
Fiore's face grew slightly hot and she looked down and nodded.
"You're welcome."
She opened the doors to the library and looked around with her good eye, her other one staying in the same spot awkwardly and she let her feet lead her into the columns. She looked at all the books as she passed, but her mind searched for something specific. She need a naming book, and a fictional book about a boy whom she would be able to base her character on. This was an important mission after all, and it needed to be taken seriously....besides, she hadn't joined this mafia to make friends, but just to become stronger right?
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 3:59 pm
Jamie let himself into the library and wandered around the corners. The quiet was enough to let his mind wander into the character he would create for himself, for this mission. He needed a name. He needed a past, an identity, a set of mannerisms, preferred dress, music, speech patterns. He had to be someone new, change his personality and the experiences that had made him who he was. And he wondered if this sounded appealing to anyone else, or was he just that screwed?
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:21 am
 The conversation between the people in the ballroom continued just as it was, with Jaydn, and later Kyrin, getting measurements done from a flushed Nori with Lily and Xavier watching from the sidelines. The Butterfly Mafia seemed to almost scurry about the house and city, prepping for the mission and their specific roles. Soon, before any of them realized it, their week and a half had gone by and they found themselves in an airfield, ready to board the jet that would take them out of their country and begin their mission. All preparations were complete, every person properly disguised and given new identities, every piece of the intricate puzzle just waiting to fall into place.
Jaydn flipped open his new passport to glance one more time at this new identity and the picture that accompanied it. Mr. Jason Kim. Jaydn couldnt help but smirk to himself while looking at this picture. Even though his black hair was now clean cut and much shorter than it used to be and a pair of frameless rectangular glasses sat on the bridge of this nose, his now dark brown eyes residing behind them, Jaydn had to admit that he was still looking as handsome as he usually did, though not in the style he preferred. He was originally rather annoyed with the changes but after a few days of seeing himself like this, it kind of grew on him. That was not to say of course that he wasnt going to revert back to his usual self as soon as this mission was over. I miss my hair and this suit is too damn stiff. Closing the passport, Jaydn opened up his black suitjacket, placing the small booklet into an inside pocket. Pulling the jacket closed about him once more, he straightened his dark blue tie and fiddled with his cuffs, all of these little movements created out of restlessness. He fixed his attention on the private jet before them and, without taking his eyes off of it, asked of his cousin next to him, "Ready?"
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 9:56 am
 Standing only a foot or so away from her cousin, Kyrin turned her head to look at him. She had to admit that she liked how her cousin looked at this point, she thought it gave him a certain air of sophistication, one that she didn’t often associate with him. She herself, felt restrained in the clothes that she was wearing. She was in a summer dress, one that was made of a nice silk. The wife of a business man. She thought, as she smoothed out the fabric. It wasn’t that she never wore summer dresses, it was just that she preferred to wear skirts instead of one piece items, she felt that they were too constricting. She also had a small over coat slung over her left arm, for just in case it got cold. Her other hand was clasped tightly to Craig’s, who was standing to her right. A few strands blew free of the loose bun that was coiled at the back of her had and brushed her cheek lightly; it was still a dark blonde. Blue contacts, that made her eyes darker, were in her eyes, as she had a unique eye color. Her new name was Kayla, which made her seem just a little less Japanese, she still had her sharp features, as there was nothing she could do about them, but she appeared a little more white as she tried to play up that half of her genes. Her background story was simple, she used to be a model, but that was before she became pregnant with her husband's child. That was what she would tell the women at the party, the ones that liked to talk and gossip. That and it would likely be the only time she would get to talk, with their enemy being a sexist and all.
“Yeah.” It had taken her a second to answer Jaydn, as she had gotten lost in her own thoughts, but at this moment, a small smile crossed her face. She was excited and anxious, but she was definitely ready.
The pilot walked out of one of the buildings and greeted Kyrin, informing her that the jet was ready to board. Kyrin nodded her thanks as she watched him disappear up the steps. Kyrin, still holding tight to Craig’s hand, ascended the stairs as well. She wasn’t holding Craig’s hand out fear, but she was a little anxious and the feeling of his hand against hers, comforted her well. The jet was one of the larger ones that Kyrin had seen, there was a lot of room, and the seats were big, like those in first class on a normal plane. The seats were set in a style that resembled a train. The seats lined the walls of the plane on either side, with a walkway down the middle, and the pairs of seats face each other so that the group would end up sitting in groups of four. There were four sets of four, and sixteen large seats. There was also a mini bar in the back of the plane, as there was no stewardess. The mini bar contained several types of alcohol, water, juice, and snacks such as peanuts. Kyrin took one of the seats that was next to the window, and Craig sat next to her, as they waited for the rest of the groups to board.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:36 pm
Jamie had been close to invisible the last week and a half. Save for his change of costume, it was as though he didn't even live there. His hair was now short and black, highlighting his blue eyes. He wasn't about to do anything about those. Black jeans, black top, black formal jacket, he could pass for a smaller bodygaurd. He stood close enough to the group, not too much so, he was still working on his persona. And he had his own nerves about the mission, most of the people here were young, they weren't the most experienced, he had his doubts they could realistically pull this off. But that didn't matter as much.
He tried to pretend his nerves weren't from the idea of boarding that... That thing and trusting it to carry them halfway across the world.
Anyone who asked for his passport would believe that he was Jared Casey, age twenty five. Anyone who was curious would hear that he had landed this somewhat lucrative occupation through his former job as a bouncer in a notorious Los Angeles club, and even though he wasn't real significant, physically, he got the job done just fine, thank you very much. But for now, he was going to enjoy his last couple hours as Jamie Corleone, pansy gay son of a mob boss.
He was the last person on the plane, and looked to site beside Nori, thinking that being around a friend would calm his nerves.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:48 pm
Daren stood at the steps leading up to the plane and sighed, wondering if Kyrin would give him an earful for being drunk as they werre leaving for the mission. Heaving one more heavy sigh he trudged up the stairs, his heavy black boots making an impressive amount of noise with each step as he made his way up the stairs and into the plane. The first thing he saw upon ducking through the door was Kyrin and Craig holding hands, "Not much of a suprise". He thought, not being up to date on the lives of his new companions and his old friend who suprisingly enough hadn't arrived yet.
"Uuh... Hello Kyrin, Craig. Everyone. Good to see you all again I guess", he said in a quiet tone. Quiet for Daren that is. It was his attempt at hiding the smell of liqour on his breath that he had assumed Kyrin wouldn't be too pleased with. Taking a look around the plane he shook his head, despite his being so tall he never got used to everyone being so much shorter than him. "So, Draven isn't here yet?" He asked in a more normal tone than he had just spoken with.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 5:29 pm
Nori boarded the plane closely behind Kyrin and Craig, holding onto the hand rail as the hot air from the jet engines blew around the group. He was all too use to boarding planes, and was less than thrilled about altitude changes that would make his ears pop. As a nursemaid to "Kayla", Nori was going to have to spend a lot of time with Kyrin, so he got into his part as soon as possible, opting to sit nearby to Kyrin when she found her seat.
He stole the old Germanic name "Nixie" for his new persona, which matched well with the standard black and white uniform. It was a modest dress, made not to stand out, but still made the point of his occupation. He made sure that clich'e and stereotypical lace were omited from the design so it could stay classy and not costume-like, but he couldn't help at least adding a maid's headband with the up-do hairstyle. With keeping up a German persona, it gave Nori an advantage not to speak if he didn't want to. He could fake a German accent perfectly, since he used to make fun of his sister's accent by immitating it. Also, if he was asked a question that he couldn't answer, he could make the excuse that his English wasn't very good.
Looking around at the group, Nori was proud that he could get them finished in time with a convincing disguise. The success of the mission was something that he was so confident with, that he didn't even think about the risks they were taking. The heavyness of this reality was something that his nerves didn't even touch upon. His trust in the group insured it.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 12:34 am
Craig sat next to Kyrin, feeling her hand tightly closed in his. He felt as much comfort in the gesture as she did and it made him feel all the better. He had been on many missions before, more then he could now count, but this time he was with a group of what he would call ‘rookies’. Craig looked over at Kyrin and noticed her expression to be calm, but he could see in the way that she shifted, that she may not be so sure either, which was never any good from the leader. I’ll talk to her later. Craig knew a few things about the mission that Kyrin didn’t, and he wanted to calm her nerves with them, but he knew in all honesty that he couldn’t disclose the information with her. It pained him slightly to keep it from her, It’s for her own good. He reasoned with himself as he noticed Daren enter the plane. Craig had never been fond of the man who had shot Isabella, but the fact that Kyrin had seemed to accept him even though he had harmed her friend told Craig that Kyrin may know something about the other man that Craig himself didn’t. He looked up at the man and returned the hello, but then turned away from him, to see Nori sitting in one of the two remaining seats. There was one last open one in their group of four.
Craig ran his free hand through his now short hair. He had cut it short in a normal ‘American business man’ style. It was about an inch in length but still his normal blonde. His blue eyes remained the same as well as he looked liked just another typical white man. He wore a suit well. Tailored to him and perfectly fitting, it showed of his body and accented his height with faint off white strips. He wore no tie, simply a light button up undershirt with a coat on top. The pale color of “Kayla’s” dress, went well with his own outfit. Most of the outfits that Nori had made for the two were in this fashion, as it was in “Kayla’s” character to want something of the sort with her past in modeling. Craig loosened his hand from Kyrin’s grip and slung his arm around her shoulder. With his other hand he pointed to Daren, just in case Kyrin hadn’t seen the tall man walk in.
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