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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 6:44 pm
"Hiya! Call Me Amy~
It's Short For Amelia Caliu."Letting her frown ease back, she allowed Lloyd to babble. After all, she couldn't help but feel her own excitement grow, even despite the current setting. "I assure you, it's very real." Glancing over to their group, she studied each breifly to reassure herself that the only threat she had of being overheard was from the fox-demon, and that he seemed content enough with his drink. "I took a test this morning, and called the doctor. She fit me in by the afternoon, and confirmed my thoughts. So, you, me and Doctor Prusan know." Holding a smile now, Cynthia gave her attention back to her husband. A very nice perk of being well off was getting her appointments quickly, which came in handy now. "We're having a child."
Pleased by the offer made, she made sure to note it mentally. There would be a day eventually where her daughter would need to learn how to swim, unless she was to avoid the deep end of pools for life. "Thanks, and I'm sure we'll take you up on the offer sometime soon." Her gaze flickered to Cynthia, then to Cam before resting the assortment of drinks. "Though it doesn't seem like I'll be leaving here anytime soon. So I think I will have a drink." she stated, before shifting in her chair to locate the bartender. With either Cy or Peaches as a designated driver, she found little harm in a drink or two. Besides, she was enjoying her talk with Cedric.
{ooc: n/a} A drummer? Yes, that's me, Cynthia Dias."
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 7:18 pm
Sighing in relief, he moved close and embraced her, before another thought sprang to his mind. "What are we gonna do about the tour? It's in 4 months, and you can't go on a year-long tour 5 months pregnant..." He mused, before another thought crossed his mind. "WHAT DO WE TELL LYN? She doesn't know where babies come from yet..." He began to panic, grimacing slightly.
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The Original Jitterbug Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 7:20 pm
As if out of nowhere Haiki's fox ears popped out. He could hear just as well without them, but when something interested him they seemed to come out. Tabby noticed this. "What's up Haiki?" The woman asked her friend. Ignoring Cam for a moment. "I wish I had a kid." He mumbled a little taking a drink. He was the only one who was in a serious relationship and didn't have a child.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 7:29 pm
Cedric waved the bartender over. "Order what you want. My treat." The man told the woman. He found Haiki's comment odd. "I guess I've thought about having a child. I kind of want a red head that looks like my mom. In theory because of my gene's 50% of my children should have red hair." The unicorn commented. "But they would probably end up being pegasus or whatever their mother is."
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 4:33 pm
 Cause There's A Side To You
"That's what you think." the redhead snapped at the singer, looking sullen. Boats.... ugh! An amusement park sounded better, but any hope of that faded when Cy objected. Obviously, that wouldn't be happening. Glancing at Tabby as she spoke on the matter, the redhead chuckled quietly at her statement. So the little girl could dish out some hurt? That was pretty cool, he supposed. Sassy little girls were adorable. His attention was caught next as the subject of his adopted niece and her lack of swimming ability was brought to light, but he paid it no mind. "Yeah, listen to Ced. My brother will have her swimming in no time." he reassured the young mother, flashing her a short smile before turning his attention back to Tabby only to have her attention shifted away. It seemed that his ex was suddenly quite unhappy, and the redhead turned his full attention to the man at his side. Frowning at the other's words, it took the bassist a moment to remember that his ex was currently in a steady relationship with another model. Another male model. Well, that certainly brought up an issue. "You could always get a surrogate." the redhead pointed out, attempting to be helpful. He glanced at Cedric, flashing the man a grin. "I must pass on the signature Sol color. It runs rampant in my family." which was true, as his blood brother was a redhead, as his little sister had been when she was still alive. At the very least, his child would receive the gene for red hair. This would, of course, also depend on the mother's hair color and genotype, but that was a genetics conversation for another time.
Moving towards the couple as she was waved over, Asta flipped the drying rag back over her shoulder. "What can I get you?" she asked, her accent making the words sound slightly different. She was easily understood, however, as long as they were listening. With the words spoken by the male, one of the redhead's friends, she turned to the woman that was with him. While she wasn't exactly smiling, her expression was pleasant enough and she certainly didn't seem threatening or unhappy. Waiting patiently for the girl to order, the bartender mentally listed what they happened to have in stock.
✿ Before They Kick Me Out? ✿
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 4:43 pm
Haikimaru smirked. It was the type that said that Cam shouldn't have done that. The man got up and walked over to Tabby before holding her hand. "Tabby will you bare my child?" He asked the woman with a smile. Tabby rolled her eyes. "If I hadn't already had a child then I would say yes. With Yvette it'll be harder." She answered him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 4:46 pm
Cause There's A Side To You
Raising a brow at the look he was given, he recognized it even after all these years, he immediately frowned when the kitsune moved to Tabby. While the two had only just agreed on a first date that night, he wasn't too keen on such random proposals. Though, he supposed that he had sort of asked for it. "There are agencies for that sort of thing, you know." he prompted, raising a brow at his ex. What Tabby said was true, as a six year old would probably be at least a little confused at the idea. That, and a short shock of jealousy had ran through his system.
That I Never Knew
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 4:53 pm
Haikimaru pulled away and went back to his seat. "I'm joking. I wouldn't put Tabby on the spot, but I'd rather have it someone who I knew. It could get pretty scary. Besides that I would have to ask Mitsuko what he thought first. I wouldn't want just go off without him in the idea." The man answered and gave away who he was with.
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 6:44 pm
"Hiya! Call Me Amy~
It's Short For Amelia Caliu."Her own eyes widened as he spoke, not having completely thought about how her pregnancy would affect her job. "I don't know." she said with a small frown, trying to predict the reaction of their agent to her news. His next sentence caused her to take a steadying breath, during which she lightly placed her hands on Lloyd's arms. "Lyn? Talk to Amy about that!" That sort of talk could involve Cynthia, she wouldn't mind, but she knew the importance of having both biological parents there. She took another breath and exhaled slowly before continuing softly. "Let's calm down for now, okay?"
Accepting his offer, she shot him a small smile of thanks before turned to the bartender. Her words were clear despite the accent, and she was able to answer easily. "An apple cooler, please." It was her favorite cocktail, and she was hopeful that it was common enough to be found here, despite the fact that the bar seemed to favor stronger drinks. After ordering, she turned enough to respond to Cedric's mention of genetics. "Well, you're dating a red-head. It certaintly won't hurt your chances." She passed a wink through her amused expression before giving a small nod of agreement to Cam's mention of agencies.
{ooc: n/a} A drummer? Yes, that's me, Cynthia Dias."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:03 pm
Cedric's face turned bright red. She didn't have to say that. There was more involved with baby making then that. What would his brothers have done. Luther would wait till his married to be with a woman, Jesse and Cyrus wouldn't and there is proof that Cyrus would marry a pregnant girlfriend. Ced responded with a nervous laugh and thought it was best to make a joke out of it. "Tell me when you want to come over for that." He joked.
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The Original Jitterbug Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:14 pm
Lloyd nodded, doing as his wife asked, quickly breaking out into a smile. "It's a good thing we have spare rooms, huh? Looks like I'll have to start finding baby furniture..." He said, chuckling a bit as he did. His eyes then grew wide again. "How do you think your dad will react? I know we're cool, but..." He asked, a twinge of worry in his voice.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:33 pm
"Hiya! Call Me Amy~
It's Short For Amelia Caliu."Letting his arms go, she gave a small nod. They would have plenty of shopping to do in the near future for baby essentials. A wistful expression crossed her face as she considered the many possibilities of clothes and toys for her soon-to-be child. She glanced up in amusement at her husband's last sentence, her expression containing hidden laughter. "I'm pretty sure he'll be fine. Considering he let me marry you." She pushed on his arm playfully, trying to get his panic to develope into something more optimistic before the evening ended.
Biting her lip to keep from smiling outright at his embaressment, Amelia simply turned completely to face the guartist. She was about to give in to making a comment regarding his blush when he spoke, causing her brow to raise. She hadn't expected him to joke back on such a subject. "Certaintly." she said in her own light and joking manner as she continued. "But I want a few dinners first."
{ooc: n/a} A drummer? Yes, that's me, Cynthia Dias."
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Cherry-x-Sorbet Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:40 pm
Cedric was so warm from the embarrassment that he fell of his chair and landed on his back. A few dinners, just a few dinners. He didn't know if he would handle that at all. How would he react with a woman in his bed. He was going to have to call his brothers for this. What else did he need. Lloyd's blessing, tips from Pyry, Mizuki, and Cam. What else.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 2:18 am
✹Camrion Sol✹ Slipping down into the bar, the redheaded man stopped in the doors. Looking past the mostly empty tables, his eyes easliy avoiding the suspicious men in the back left corner, his eyes lock on the pretty blonde standing behind the polished wood bar. He let out a short sigh of relief, moving across the building in a manner much more stiff than he usually moved. He sat down at the bar stool, not at all surprised that the bar was basically empty at this time of day; it had only been open an hour or so. "You don't usually work days, but thank Hel that you're here today." it was an unusual statement, normally someone would say 'thank God', but not with this particular bartender. He looked up at her, taking note of the smile and the way she immediately set to work on a drink for him.
Standing behind the bar, the blonde was drying off a mug that she had just finished washing. Asta looked up as the door opened, slightly surprised to see the man that stood there. He moved across the bar, and she cast him on of her rare genuine smiles. Even though she could be out in the day, a gift from Hel, the daytime still made her more irritable than usual. She laughed quietly at his statement about Hel, setting aside the now dry mug. She could tell from her friend's face that something was wrong, and she set about fixing what she knew to be his favorite drink. "What happened? You are down." she could tell, even with her worse-than-average ability to pick up on emotions. It was easy with Camrion, he was very readable, and he had been coming to the bar for a few years now. The vampire waited patiently for him to explain as she fixed his drink.
"You remember how I told you about my powers?" he questioned, his elbows on the bar and his face in his hands. He didn't need to see her nod to know her answer, as he had sat with her for hours answering every question she had asked. She had first told him exactly why she wanted to know such, and so he had agreed; it seemed like fun at the time, and he had no real secrets. "I... snapped." he could see her fingers stop working, his face angled just enough to watch her hands work. "It was my brother's girlfriend. She's pregnant and wanted to get married. Did something stupid. And I got mad." he sounded tired and depressed, a hint of shame creeping into his voice. "I couldn't stop myself. I've been stressed. I haven't been eating, and I haven't slept right in weeks." he didn't move as the drink was placed before him, his eyes still staring down at the edge of the bar and her hands. "I don't know what's wrong with me."
Listening carefully to his problems, the bartender finished mixing his drink. There was no alcohol in this, she had purposely left it out as she knew alcohol would only make it worse. She reached out to lightly touch his head. "You are okay, Éldi" she spoke softly, pulling back her hand after a moment. She moved back towards a window leading to the back, knocking on the wood to get the attention of the one in the back. "Food. Now." she spoke quietly, and the person in the back set about agreeably. They served some food, and she knew the cook in the back would only push through the best he had to offer at the sight of who it was at the bar; the workers there knew that Cam was famous and, more importantly, they knew he was good friends with the bar's scariest bartender. "You will eat." it was rather close to a demand, a note of finality in her tone. "Drink." using one hand, she pushed the drink closer to him.
Cam looked up as he heard her move away, watching her move to the window he knew led to the kitchen. "I'm not hungry." he looked up into the very sceptical eyes of one of his closest friends, knowing she didn't believe him, and frowned. "I don't need to eat." he tried again, earning a small laugh. As she pushed the drink at him, he lifted it to his lips and took a sip. A look of confusion crossed his features, and he turned his eyes on the bartender who had moved to the table in the corner to deliver more drinks. As she returned, his frown deepened. "There's no alcohol in this." he objected, one hand wrapped around the cold glass.
"You do not need alcohol." she responded smoothly, a patient expression taking root on her features. She went back to quietly drying and putting away glasses, allowing the young man to sit silently and stare down at his drink. It was a few minutes later when the sound of ceramic against wood sounded behind her, and she turned to see a steak sitting on a plate as well as a small dish of fries. She reached for them, setting them before the only person seated at the bar before retrieving a fork and knife. "Ketchup?" she wasn't sure what the allure of nearly liquid tomatoes mixed with sugar and salt was, but it seemed that many modern humans liked them with their fries; the bar kept a good stock of certain foods that were favoured by prominent members of the underground community, knowing full well what happened when a mob boss wanted steak and they had none to offer. At the nod from the redhead, she retrieved the bottle from the small refrigerator below the bar to set it in front of him. "You eat steak or I eat you." she warned, flashing her fangs for good measure. Obediently, the bassist cut into his steak and began to eat slowly. Pleased, the vampiress went back to work.
✿ Asta Nohr ✿
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2012 4:25 pm
Tabby came into the bar with a sigh. It was clear that she had a bad day as much as Cam had. The woman notice his hair and knew it was him right away. She sat down next to him. If he was alone that met he had a bad day as well. "Had a bad day too?" She asked him before looking up to the waitress. "One beer please." She asked before turning back to her sometimes date.
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