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 Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 9:45 pm
"Welcome to the garage. The average female, as I understand, finds little to intrest themselves here. However, as you all seem somewhat more than average, I thought it would be wise to stop here." He winked at them. Then he approached his car, the sunshine yellow vintage Porche. "This one is mine. A vintage Porsche 356. I'm sorry to say that your vehicles have not yet arrived, they should be here in a day or two."
He pointed out Dominic's car under its car cover. "That belongs to Dominic. It it his sole joy in this world. If he ever takes the cover off, you would see a cobalt blue, beautifully restored, 1969 Ford Mustang, with a cream-colored leather interior." He paused a moment. "So, are you ladies ready to move on, or are you interested in something you see?"
At last, Domanik was finished interviewing Madeline's friends. "Now remember, when you leave here, I was rude and horrible, and it would be best if at least one of you was crying." Erika nodded in earnest and started working up some tears. "I'm going to yell at you a little, but rest assured that I don't mean anyof it." Actually, he was glad he'd finally get to tell them what he really thought of them. Provided he didn't get too mean, of course.
"ALL OF YOU, GET OUT!" He shouted, trying hard not to smile. "You're the largest group of twittering airheads I've ever met!" He continued to tear them to pieces, skillfully avoiding the insults that might come back to harm him. Some of these girls were cute, and he'd collected a few phone numbers. Not to mention that if he insulted any of them too badly, they might tell Madeline what he was up to.
Oh, why did he care if it was her birthday? Okay, so in Domanik's book, birthdays were a big deal. It was the one day a year he was gauranteed to be nice to anyone. Still, he shooed the girls out the door, then stormed in to the garage. "WHO DID THAT!?" He demanded.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 5:16 am
After bidding goodbye but to her friend, work, and everything else, Cecelia headed on her way home. It was a nice day out, and Cecelia was enjoying the fresh air. Of course, the house was pretty spacey, but outside was better. And it didn't have elaboret, uneeded luxeries. Coming into her new home, Cecelia charged to her room, and through her bag in. For once, there was a smaller assignment, on she could finish in a matter of a couple hours. This brought happiness to her day, which brought her to try and find her sisters, and maybe find out if Madeline liked her present. Looking guiltily towards her bag, Cecelia heaved a sigh, even in her happy mood, and dragged her bag over to her bed, and flopped down, unpacking.
Now with her work spread out, she began working rapidly. Cecelia wanted to get everything done, so she could get outside again. This was the main reason that drove Cecelia to finish.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:25 pm
Naomi was quiet as she continued to stay with the tour. Now they were in the garage, looking at cars. The girl didn't mind; they were more interesting than sports, anyways. As she looked about, she mentally noted him saying something about them all getting cars. Very nice, although Naomi herself was only 15 and therefore can't drive yet. Oh well, she'd just use her awesome bike til then!
They were currently looking at Domanik's car. Suddenly a loud voice boomed though, and in came-oh look, speak of the devil himself! Well, he was close to it.
"Do what?" she asked innocently, still not all too happy with this boy yelling at Madeline last night.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 11:31 am
Adrienne was compeltely unperturbed by the sudden appearance of Domanik. "Hey there, Sunshine. Whatcha talking about?" She asked cheerfully, then promptly went back to molesting Markus' Porsche with her eyes. She felt for sure her pupils had turned into tiny little hearts. "So... yellow... am I drooling? Tell me I'm not drooling." She sighed and put a hand over her heart, lowering her head sadly. "Damn, but this baby kicks the s**t outta my moveable junk heap." She eyed Markus speculatively for a minute, then turned to check out the other vehicles. "They all do." She wandered around the garage for a few minutes. "I'm never bringing my car in here; it'd completely kill her self esteem and I'd never get her engine to turn over again."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 12:29 pm
Domanik Sneered at Naomi. She was not sufficiently important to waste breath on. So, he wheeled on Adrienne. "You know! I know you do," he snarled. "Someone sent that cloud of...of...locusts up to my room. I suppose that's my thank you for being nice, is it? For staying out of your way rather than making myself frustrated at trying to cope with your stupidity."
Markus wheeled on his brother. "Domanik. Calm. Down." He stressed each word, willing Domanik to listen. "Listen, it was just a little joke. I'm sorry, obviously, it wasn't that funny. I swear, we'll leave you alone from now on." The hand behind his back, however, told a diffferent story, with the first two fingers crossed.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 3:06 pm
Adrienne whistled. "Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed," She observed with raised eyebrows, anger glinting in her eyes. Even so, the words were delivered in quiet, congenial tones. "Go on, boy, call me stupid again, but first, know that the last person who called me - or one of my sisters, for that matter - stupid, ended up in the hospital with skid marks on their face." Actually, that had been a complete accident, but she wasn't going to ruin a perfectly good threat with something as trivial as the truth.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 4:24 pm
Naomi felt her eyes colden as she kept a deadly gaze upon this brother Domanik. Oh, she'd have to think of a awesome rhyme for him sometime; a humiliating one that tugs at tehe senstitive strings and humiliates the soul. Hehe.
As she noticed markus obviously lie about leaving him alone and Adrienne's voiced thoughts (she barely registered the sister looking longinly at a car), she agreed wholeheartly. There was one in every family, as the saying goes.
"Aaaahh, temper temper temper, Domanik." she said, strolling around him in a circle, her eyes with the cold glare fixed upon him. "I'd hate to have to fight my own loving sister to get at you first. Would you like us to send a band of clowns to your room next time? Looks like you could use the humor." she grinned.....slightly wickedly. Ah, clowns. She hated and feared them to death (she walked in on her sister when she was watching the movie IT; never ever again), but it'd be worth it all to see his expression.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 2:50 am
Alyekzander frowned slightly. While it was certainly amusing to picture Domanik pestered by a cloud of girls, the aftermath did nothing for him. "The three of you should continue without me." He interrupts calmly, ignoring Domanik altogether. He turned to head inside of the house. "After all, I should think I know my way around by now, so the grand tour bit grows stale rather quickly. Do try not to kill each other. Father would be livid and blood stains are ghastly to clean."
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 10:33 am
"That would be Elizabeth. Erika got one peek at you. That's enough to set off the swarm." Madeline shrugged. She wondered if mother put her in for a mini cooper. Preferably red. She liked red. She looked at Dom, tilting her head to the right. "And it was not MY fault. Blame me, blame you, blame genetics. Whatever made you..." She wrinkled her nose. "Attractive to the opposite sex- especially Erika- blame THAT." She turned away and walked towards a different car before anyone could point out she had complimented Dom.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:02 pm
{( Hey! Are we... are we dead? )}
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:04 pm
((Nnnooooossssss *sob* Don't diiieeee! *shakes RP* ))
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:20 pm
((No. We are not dead. I refuse to let us be dead. evil ))
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:26 pm
((*leaps up* that's right! I'd post again but there's nothing for Madeline to reply to >.> ))
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:35 pm
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 2:40 pm
((My guy's out of the house.... We should bug people via PM!))
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