Victor Lockheed |
10/20/18 |
Kitten
Come on over.
There's a spare bedroom with your name on it.
Bring booze.
xxx |
Cole Ward |
07/28/18 |
Cole shrugs his shoulders indifferently. “Will go on hunt another time. Am home for a..ah..small time.” He murmured in his normal broken English. Lowering his head to place a kiss on Noura’s temple. “What do you think he wants Miláčku? I can bring home instrument to play.” |
Jameson Orlav |
07/27/18 |
"There's a place near the bajou. About two miles from Valar. Dumpy, disgusting little bar with a handful of regulars.. Which may or may not currently be subdued and awaiting your arrival." |
Jameson Orlav |
07/27/18 |
"Not Moscow. Or Poland. God no. Might need to make a few stops. Mmm... New York, probably. Jerusalem. I'm not sure about Bloemfontein, but it's a possibility. Why don't you meet me somewhere and we can talk about it. Lunch is on me. As usual."
 |
Jameson Orlav |
07/27/18 |
"I'm betting you knew Cole was on his way back. Thanks for telling me. The two of you work best when you're together.. And I may have a very large favor to ask you both. "
 |
Cole Ward |
07/27/18 |
Miláčku
I like kitchen. I meat you at next apartment? I bring you snack present.
[attached image: Random severed arm] |
Cole Ward |
07/27/18 |
Miláčku
I come back and smell drug raccoon. Where is you? I will shot raccoon for dinner. |
Jameson Orlav |
07/20/18 |
Nou
But he sounds like a ******. You're way too picky. Is this why you're so skinny? |
Jameson Orlav |
07/20/18 |
Nou
Whatever. It's really a game now to see at what point they'll cut you off.
And did you f-cking eat this person? Or are you going soft? |
Jameson Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Nou
Give him my best. By that I mean tell him to eat a ******. |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
I look forward to it.
Your brother is not invited.
[address attached] |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
I only spend most of my time going heels to Jesus.
I could make some time in my busy schedule to meet up for a bite.
Probably. |
Jameson Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Nou
Too bad. |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
She’s not. I like it.
Pff. You don’t care about family ties.
I mean, I created you. And do I ever see you?
|
Jameson Orlav |
07/19/18 |
Nou
In all honesty? You don't want to know what I used it for. |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
No, my Irish side likes to play with him instead.
Gross. And I thought there was hope for you. |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
Unless someone takes the initiative to rearrange his face.
Then he might have some hope. |
Victor Lockheed |
07/19/18 |
Kitten
When he stops being so fVck ugly.
Maybe not even then. |
Jameson Orlav |
07/18/18 |
He lifts a brow. "You're still using money? What a waste." He probably mumbled that last bit under his breath. Either way. A hand slips between his back pocket and the butt of his jeans and he pulls out his wallet, tossing the entire thing into the direction of his baby sister. "Whatever. Go crazy. Bring me back something..." He looks up at her, grin spread wide across his visage, "Interesting." |
Jameson Orlav |
07/18/18 |
He rolls his eyes and does his best to wave her off. "Okay, Nou. What am I supposed to do about it?" Oh, he knows. He's well aware of what comes next. But she's going to have to work for it. |
El Orlav |
06/07/18 |
BFFFE
Bring the bra. Ditch the boys. See you soon. |
El Orlav |
06/06/18 |
BFF4Infiddy
Has pale pink lace at the top of the cup? That would be it! Let's have a girl's night out. |
El Orlav |
06/06/18 |
BFF
Is there a pink bra in the Basement? Asking for a friend. |
Jameson Orlav |
05/14/18 |
I bet if we drop you from some place really high... |
Estelle Kingston |
05/14/18 |
Me, again. I'm everywhere. |
Jameson Orlav |
05/14/18 |
-swats at stray matches-
-definitely not watching to see if anything has caught on fire-
You don't know that I didn't suffer some sort of temporary amnesia.
I just haven't gotten around to hiring a maid yet.
-rolls eyes-
I just have to find one that isn't shaped like dinner. |
Gideon Abernathy |
05/14/18 |
There it is. The insult of the century.
They do say they grow up right before your eyes. |
Jameson Orlav |
05/14/18 |
Listen. You left.
There was no one around to help me clean up the bodies.
Light a f-cking match if you're bothered. |
Gideon Abernathy |
05/14/18 |
Is that what passes as an insult in the Orlav family? Perhaps I misspoke before.
Back to the shadows with you, basement dweller. |
Gideon Abernathy |
05/14/18 |
Chin up, champ. One day you’ll get out from your brother’s shadow. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/21/18 |
The rules have nothing to do with how cold the food is.
What's the problem. Anorexia got you down? You know that's not a thing, right?
*rolls eyes*
Fine. More for me. |
Estelle Kingston |
04/16/18 |
For that, I can forgive you. |
Estelle Kingston |
04/16/18 |
Ew? What? You don't like tacos? Nachos? Cookies?! |
Mystic-husky |
04/16/18 |
She was known to be very friendly, okay yeah pretty much to a fault. But when someone is creepily watching you its kinda....Well yeah creepy! So the tiny women did what any other person would do...no silly not call the cops.Jameson would likely kill her him self. So she Stared back at her!! Then stuck out her tongue at her. |
Estelle Kingston |
04/16/18 |
You caught me finishing my taco, fräulein. Be a shame to waste any of the deliciousness. |
Estelle Kingston |
04/16/18 |
|
Jameson Orlav |
04/09/18 |
*scoffs*
Everything IS fine.
Now will you please get the fvck down here?
Dinner's getting cold. |
Atticus Hammond |
02/09/18 |
[Wrong Number]
Hey Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping? |
Jameson Orlav |
01/29/18 |
Noura
Cole would be happy with a sack of potatoes.
Invalid argument. |
Jameson Orlav |
01/29/18 |
Noura
You mean that frock that nearly falls to your knees?
I was doing you a favor.
You're not 75. Live a little. |
Jameson Orlav |
01/09/18 |
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Sarah Noire |
12/17/17 |
Jameson? I think he went out hunting. He should be back soon, you forget to mention his dangling teeth. |
Cole Ward |
11/29/17 |
Cole glances up from the security footage in front of him to the familiar voice. A smile given to his wife filled with affection, but he’s still one shady son of a b*tch. Blue eyes comb through the article as he gives an indifferent shrug. ”Drug Raccoon probably gift him rabies. “
Golden brows press together in contemplation. ”You still spoke to …Jazzson? Or is this after rabies.” He knew his wife had still tried to maintain contact with her ex-husband. But he had assumed since the alliance of the giant rat and the raccoon, that whatever friendship they had diminished like whatever society the pair touched.
|
Elouise Warrock |
11/27/17 |
Noura
What happened to Jason? |
El Orlav |
11/17/17 |
BFF
...Tell me more. |
El Orlav |
11/16/17 |
BFF
You got me. I think your brother is more obsessed about corpses than me, but that's normal. Men are weird. I need to find a newly married one. |
Cole Ward |
11/12/17 |
The start of the month hadn't gone as planned, but nothing had ever since Warsaw. Today was different. Cole was excited and exhumed out the cheerful aura with his quickened steps towards Noura. A strap across his shoulder blade diagonal across his waistline. At the end of the strap? Was an instrument of his home land.
A boyish grin on his lips proud he had found it among the things he sent himself from his home.
" Miláčku. Look!"
He pops his shoulders as his hands glide over the piano key-like side, and instantaneously press the buttons on the opposite side of the Accordion in his possession. He hums lowly with the rhythm of the music, and moves closer to her with each step trying not to break his concentration. |
Cole Ward |
10/29/17 |
It happens fast whatever it is. A ton of bricks hits his head, and that benevolent light has him seeing the milky way through the back of his eylelids. Death was a familiar friend, but he couldn't die. His eyes snapped open eeriely to the sound of Noura's voice. Both hands clasp over his ears to shield out the phantom noise of gunfire.
No, this wasn't Warsaw. He lets out an aggitated groan, before she follows the far off call of his name. "Noura?" Hands quickly pat over his coat for his phone, but that's been crushed to pieces. A brow arches as he checks for his gun. He's taken aback when neither are accounted for. It's then when he notates the large raw gash across his pale abdomen. Something had gotten him alright. Something he would find and shoot the head off of. "Noura?!" |
Jameson Orlav |
10/01/17 |
Nou
Baby sister, there's much you don't know about me. A lot has changed. I think you'll find group activities to be more my flavor these days. |
Jameson Orlav |
10/01/17 |
Nou
For fu-ks sake, Noura. I'm busy down here. Cole is a big boy. ...Have either of you been on a hunt lately? I think we should go out tonight... |
Jameson Orlav |
10/01/17 |
Nou
I have not.. Why? |
El Orlav |
09/27/17 |
BFF
He's def not a born again virgin. I tend to go down and have desert with him sometimes. ;) I can't wait to see you! |
Jameson Orlav |
09/27/17 |
Nou
For the most part... why? |
El Orlav |
09/26/17 |
BFF
I'm free anytime. Are you sure? I think he needs your company in the basement. I'm PS he never leaves. |
Victor Lockheed |
09/25/17 |
Noura
When I catch you, you have to call me big poppa.
|
Victor Lockheed |
09/25/17 |
Noura
Depends. Do I get to beat you when you're out of line? |
Elouise Warrock |
09/20/17 |
Noura
Men are strange.
I think he's blaming himself for everything that happened.
Like I said.
Men are strange. |
Elouise Warrock |
09/20/17 |
Noura
I haven't heard anything from Jas.
I'd tell if I did. Or when I do.
If something changes with Jameson, I hope you'll do the same. |
Elouise Warrock |
09/20/17 |
Noura
How is Jameson? |
Jameson Orlav |
08/30/17 |
Nou
New Orleans.
It's almost time. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/30/17 |
Noura
Probably the best way to go about it. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/30/17 |
Noura
I just wanted to know if you were still...unliving.
I'm sorry about Jason. I really am. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/30/17 |
Noura
Are you alright? |
Elouise Warrock |
08/29/17 |
Noura
I tried, Noura. I'm sorry.
[attaches screenshots] |
Elouise Warrock |
08/29/17 |
Noura
What? What's going on? |
Elouise Warrock |
08/21/17 |
Noura
Aw. Same to you! |
Elouise Warrock |
08/20/17 |
Noura
I can't stop listening to Uh Oh. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/14/17 |
Noura
LEAVE ME ALONE. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/14/17 |
Noura
Lies. You and your alter-ego Chloe Wang have the same frosted lipstick. I'd know. Been through your sh*t a million times.
-pauses music-
Noura
...why tf are you back at The Order?? |
Elouise Warrock |
08/14/17 |
-turns volume to max-
-turns on bluetooth, music blasts from speakers throughout the compound-
Noura
Did you sing this to Jason??
uh oh
UHHHH OHHHHHHH |
Elouise Warrock |
08/14/17 |
-reads text-
-turns volume up-
Noura
When were you going to tell me you were a secret Chinese pop-star?? |
El Orlav |
08/13/17 |
BFF
I'm going to see James! Shopping for red eye flights now. |
Jameson Orlav |
08/13/17 |
 |
Elouise Warrock |
08/12/17 |
Noura
Will do. |
Elouise Warrock |
08/09/17 |
Noura
Ollie's back.
What do I do with him? |
Tiber Loche |
07/25/17 |
Tiber raises a brow, flames igniting beneath the depths of his nefarious stare. He's wearing a grin, wicked and unbent, amused by the fire in this woman's contempt.
"I'm not convinced that you're equipped to follow through with that threat. I'll be back, and when the time comes, I invite you to try." |
Elouise Warrock |
07/24/17 |
Noura
I do trust Jason.
I just want him home. No matter what it takes. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/24/17 |
Noura
If he's fine, then why can't I talk to him?
Take care of him. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/24/17 |
Noura
Tell me something, please.
If it were Jason, you know I'd help you.
Please, Noura. I'm begging you. |
El Orlav |
07/21/17 |
BFF
OMG. Don't let her @ss swallow you too. Did you try blocking her number?? |
El Orlav |
07/21/17 |
BFF
How are you holding up? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/21/17 |
Elouise was feeling tested. Of all the things to keep her in the dark about, Noura was choosing the wrong man, and the wrong situation. She watches the Read Receipt appear below her most recent message. What the f*ck.
Noura
I'm booking a ticket.
Noura
I'm coming to New York.
Noura
You want to stop me? Give me some f*cking information. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/21/17 |
Noura
Pick up the f*cking phone or I come to New York myself. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/20/17 |
Noura
Where is my husband? |
Jameson Orlav |
07/20/17 |
Noura seems to glide across the room, and Jameson wonders if it's all registered in her mind that fast. Though she is quiet, the sound of her pattered steps ring in his ears, and when her arms go around him, his tender flesh nearly stings to the touch. All of this is new. He's confused and conflicted, and if he could have his way he'd have jumped from the tallest building in all of New York City by now. He can't, just so we're clear. He's been instructed not too. Not quite sure he could leave his wife and child behind...
There's a tick in Jameson's mind that hitches with his sisters close proximity. Every nerve ending in his body ignites, warming his otherwise icy body, insisting he lash out at her ferociously. Inadvertently he flexes, tensing beneath her - but finally his arms follow suit and snake gently around her waist.
"I'm sorry." He mumbles, face now pressed into the crook of her neck. There's no emotion laced in his words, and he doesn't weep or otherwise indicate in anyway that he's sad or unhappy. His apology is eerily faint, in that Noura may not even understand what he's apologizing for. "Everything is going to be okay. But before it is.. It isn't."
Jameson pulls away, chestnut eyes finding Noura's in the dim light. There was something darker about them now. Something cruel, and disconnected. His hands find either side of Noura's face, cradling her gently as a twisted grin tugged against his mouth.
"Let's go home." |
Jameson Orlav |
07/20/17 |
This whole situation really is pathetic. Jameson hasn't reached out to Elouise. Hasn't contacted Camille. There's no one that he trusts, and no person that he thinks will understand what has happened. Much like a man with PTSD - except far more intense than one might ever realize, he hides away, unable to get a grasp on his... condition.
He needs Noura. Needs her. The possibility of condescension, 'I told you' so's, and confused tears aside, if there was anyone who could help him...
His sister arrives just as he had asked. Or, rather, demanded. It was funny, how his temperament had changed. 'No' was not an answer he had made room for, well aware that if Noura had assumed it was Jameson himself, that she'd likely jump at the chance to see him. He was counting on it.
"Noura.." The directions he sent her were to a dark apartment; a studio just outside of Hell's Kitchen where he surrendered what little funds he had from a miscellaneous bank account. Elouise wouldn't be able to track it - he'd made sure a long time ago.
From a darkened corner Jameson emerges, and immediately Noura will notice almost everything that is off about him. His hollowed figure. The hunger in his eyes. That smell that only the undead were ever able to omit.
|
Jameson Orlav |
07/20/17 |
Nou
From: Unknown
Message: Nou. Meet me in NYC.
[coordinates downloading.. ...] |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
Yes. And it'd like it to stay that way.
It doesn't matter what Jameson wants right now.
He's not here.
I'm protecting this child. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
I don't know what happened to Jameson.
I'm not subjecting my child to the same possible danger.
He's a happy baby. He deserves to stay that way. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
He's in a safe place. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
He's not here anymore. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
You're a lose cannon.
You betrayed your own brother. More than once.
Don't you have any integrity? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
Want me to sugar coat it?
You're a monster of a different kind.
You can't deny it. You're proud of it, aren't you? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
No. You're worse.
Because he loves you, despite your nature.
And you continue to punish him for it. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
What do you deserve, Noura?
A ****ing medal? Because you're just as guilty.
You could have gotten him killed. You betrayed your brother, and your friends.
Ollie? Whoever the f*ck he talks to? Cole? You f*cked them all over in your classic path of destruction. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
You never know...
I trusted Jameson when he said he'd keep us all safe.
Your brother has a way of lagging on commitments. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
Just like you knew if Cole was alive?
I think you need to re-toon your Spidey Senses. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
I'd never f*ck Jason. Wtf.
I mean, I would. If Jameson was never a thing.
Except your brother's probably dead. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
I guess since he's not your husband he's fair game.
Bout to go from fine to fine. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
Is that a genuine offer?
I'm bored. It's been a little bit since I've seen Jason naked. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/14/17 |
Noura
Wanna see a porn your brother and I made? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/12/17 |
Noura
Jason is fine. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
You don't need to thank me. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
We got a little drunk last night.
Ate some tacos. Pretty sure he showered this morning.
I'll make sure he's okay. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
Would you like me to talk to him? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
And why can't you come here and talk to him? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
Yeah, I'll keep an eye out for him.
Why, exactly, aren't you his wife anymore?
He made you...happy. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/11/17 |
Noura
You're is wife. Isn't that your job? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/08/17 |
Noura
Come babysit.
I need to take a shower and get high. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/08/17 |
Noura
Wanna play a game? |
Elouise Warrock |
07/08/17 |
Noura
P.S. I love you. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/08/17 |
Noura
Suck a d*ck, smelly b*tch. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/07/17 |
Noura
Hey, tw*t gobbler. I see you.
I have the smart phone app, b*tch.
I'm coming for you. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/06/17 |
Noura
If he's alive, sure.
Rambo's 8 pounds even. |
Elouise Warrock |
07/06/17 |
Noura
You have a nephew. |
El Orlav |
06/28/17 |
BFF
I'm aware. I told her she likely sat on him crushing him into the Earth. I'm determined to find him before she does. Because of love. ❤️❤️ |
Camille |
06/27/17 |
A light brow flexes over oceanic orbs, having been approached by a stranger when she otherwise would have expected to be alone. The girl looks familiar: dark hair, dark eyes, that familiar olive tone to her skin. Cami's eyes narrow, and when the girl speaks, everything becomes clear.
Jameson's sister.
"Noura.. we finally meet." Camille extends a dry hand out, expecting a shake in return. "I heard something happened with Jameson, but I've been given little details."
Suddenly, she looks around suspiciously, cautious of the ears that everywhere.
"Why... Why don't you follow me to my office. It'll be safer to speak there." |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Noura
Not THAT jealous. |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Noura
RIP. |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Old Gregg
I'm not playing this f*cking game. If you know where he is, you need to tell me. |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Noura
I'm going to tear you limb from limb, you worthless piece of sh*t.
Jameson's not here to protect you. |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Old Gregg
Where do you want to do this? |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Old Gregg
What did I do? What did you do, Noura?
I know Victor Lockheed was here. I read his files.
I also know Jameson didn't let him walk out of the f*cking door. |
Elouise Warrock |
06/26/17 |
Old Gregg
When I said everyone should come back, I didn't mean you. F*ck off. |
Elouise Warrock |
05/19/17 |
Noura
I'm just fishing.
Ollie is sweet.
He was with all of you in Warsaw? |
El Orlav |
05/09/17 |
BFF
omfg so what do I do? Change the time? |
Jameson Orlav |
05/03/17 |
Nou
What in the fvck is a drug raccoon? |
El Orlav |
05/02/17 |
BFF
I'm in touching distance of James. He's giving me a minor promotion. I can't even. I think I might faint. |
El Orlav |
05/01/17 |
 |
Jameson Orlav |
04/28/17 |
Noura
Not even close. I'm not responsible for your reckless behavior.
You went against my orders and Cole fvcking helped you.
Congratulations. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/28/17 |
Noura
Stop behaving like you're some random off the street that deserves a cold shoulder. You knew how I felt when you came back. I was very clear. I never forgave you for what happened to Cole, I just moved past it. Or don't you remember? Has your memory seceded in all of your grand justice? Stop trying to blame me for your guilt. I am NOT taking that weight off of you. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/28/17 |
Noura
Okay, Noura. Let's play the accountability game. You stay there. Stay with Cole and take accountability for the fvcking catastrophe that you created, and I will work on being accountable for trying to save my god damn sister.
Noura
I should have known you would do this. You weren't my Noura when you came back and you're not my Noura now. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/28/17 |
Noura
Don't. Don't fvcking dare act like you know what it was like. None of this would have happened if you hadn't gone rogue, Noura. If you had just listened to me in the first place.. He was as good as DEAD.
Noura
I sacrificed EVERYTHING for you. How can you behave so unfratefully. I would have found a cure. I can do it. I KNOW I can. For you, Noura. If I had held you accountable for your actions you would be dead. I was weak. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/27/17 |
Noura
My world doesn't revolve around him.
But I care about him, more than anything.
And I care about you, too. I hope you're being safe. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Noura
Fine. 36 hours. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Noura
He put a fvcking bullet in my wife, Noura. You get that, right?
I knew as soon as you left. Cole uploaded the surveillance. Your husband has been on the rampage, I assume he's hard to miss.
Noura
Cole has breached my facility. I'm giving you 24 hours, because I trust you. YOU. Not him. After that.. well. I don't know yet. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Noura
I don't NEED to lie, Nou. The details are as clear in my mind now as they were then. More than half of my team was put down. They were my fvcking family. Cole... Something has changed him. He blames me.
Noura
...Maybe he is right to.
|
Elouise Warrock |
04/27/17 |
Noura
I'm not going to pretend to know anything about this situation with Cole, or your past, or anything that happened in Poland. But I do know a few things beyond the shadow of a doubt.
Noura
1) Jason loves you.
2) The Order is your HOME.
3) Jameson is your brother, and he will always be here for you. Which means I am too.
I know you don't want to talk to me, and you don't have to respond, but I care about Jameson, and if you being a part of his life is what's best for him, then I support it. So come home. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Noura
You're confused. What do you want me to say? If I had the opportunity I would have put a bullet in your skull. Cole was propped against a fvcking wall with his gizzards strewn about like a god damn war victim. So I put him out of his misery.
Incoming Message Part II
Pro štěstí. Myslíš to vážně? You're trying to make sense out of a catastrophe. Don't. Whatever you're tripping over right now is just Cole trying to get inside of your head. Don't do this, Noura. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/27/17 |
Noura
Why aren't you here?
Are you okay? |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Nou
That day, with the safety of the rest of my team at stake? I would have. Jesus Christ, Noura. You killed Lise. You maimed Cole. Oliver survived sure, but the damn kid was never the same. I would have put you down. You weren't YOU anymore.
Nou
Things are different now.. you know that.. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Nou
Cole was dying. He was suffering. I... you didn't see him Nou. He didn't deserve to die that way.
|
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Nou
Excuse me? Why didn't I SHOOT you? |
Jameson Orlav |
04/27/17 |
Nou
Where are you? Why did you feel you needed to sneak out? Please come home. We need to talk about... you know what we need to talk about.
Nou
All of us. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
Are you more a hot fudge sundae kind of gal? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
HE SHOT ME. HE'S KIND OF A D*CKHEAD, OKAY.
...I have to go with what Jameson says. Or, like, he won't get me dessert.
Is that a no to milkshakes? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
Okay! Sorry!
...Cole's a serious d*ckhead, though.
Wanna get milkshakes sometime? :-) |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
That's what I'm saying!
Rambo's fine, I'm fine, and scars are sexy, so it's fine.
Everything is fine!
...you definitely don't have a type, though. Jason is waaaay better. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
...yeah.
He's kinda freaking out. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
Seriously??
Do you want to name the baby, or something? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
I thought today was going to be boring.
Guess I'll let Jim-Jam dig the bullet out of my shoulder.
...we're even now, right? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
Oh my Lanta, it's Cole.
HA.
Noura
...Cole just shot me. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/26/17 |
Noura
Who's the hottie who speaks Czech?
He knows Jameson, so I'm assuming...
I'm not assuming anything. Who is this guy? |
Jameson Orlav |
04/26/17 |
*eyeballs phone and rapidly moving Noura fingers*
*narrows eyes*
It's him, isn't it? He texted you? I swear to God, Noura, don't be stupid. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/26/17 |

*slams palms against the desk*
Cole.
Is.
Here. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/26/17 |
NOU. NOURA.
*bursts in*
*gasping for air*
*errwtic hand gestures*
He.. There's just.. I don't even..
|
Elouise Warrock |
04/16/17 |
Noura
My GOD. No bombs.
I'm making like, 12 hams for dinner. Are you two coming over? |
El Orlav |
04/14/17 |
~*~ If anyone knew Ella by now, she took little time to pounce on the memo from Jameson. Damnit, he wasn't accepting her drink invitation again. Who does that? That didn't detour her for seeking out Noura dragging a keg behind her. ~*~
'' I got the keg, now be happy! ''
 |
Jameson Orlav |
04/14/17 |
Brows lift curiously, the beeping of her phone an obvious distraction. She's almost twitching, having a hard time ignoring the way the sound demands her attention over Jameson. It doesn't bother him, really. Just read the message. Hit reply. Get it done with.
She does.
Now his arms fold carefully, one over the other, while his height seems to increase with every step he is suddenly taking towards her. Words have not found him yet, as his mind hasn't quite figured out how he feels about the request. Cure me. Cure me.
He doesn't HAVE the cure yet. He cannot experiment on his own sister. They shared blood. DNA. The majority of their life together. Could he risk losing her again?
"I'm not sure that you understand what you're asking. Why don't you explain to me exactly what you think curing you is going to entail?" |
El Orlav |
04/13/17 |
This is why we're going to be great friends. |
El Orlav |
04/13/17 |
No one should ever question drinks. It's against the unwritten law. |
El Orlav |
04/13/17 |
Finally a friendly face that doesn't mind if I stare at Jameson's a$s. Let's go out for drinks.

|
Jameson Orlav |
04/13/17 |
Truly, his consideration had gone past without thought. The things that Noura and him had seen throughout the years had desensitized him to the idea that she might find anything he did shocking in the least. Sometimes he forgot that they had been without each other for years, and that for that extended amount of time he had once thought her dead, lost to the very disease that now lay unapologetically upon the tables scattered around him.
Jameson offers a nod of acknowledgement, as if a small whisp of apology were hanging in the air between them.. even if she had been the one to seek him out at the lab. But her words disrupt any train of thought that had begun down the weathered railway of his mind, at first barely noticed by the doctor but then..
"What.. what did you just say to me, Nou?" Jameson stands from his chair, brows raised in contempt over wide, rusty eyes. "Cure you?" |
Jameson Orlav |
04/13/17 |
Cue the eye roll. Even as she stood outside of his laboratory, she still managed to echo through the box with as much sass and attitude as anyone would expect from Noura. Even AS she begged entrance. He wanted to incite the ultimate of irritations; to clap back with a, 'Yeah, okay, what's the password?' But he elects to save the rousing for another time. Instead, he presses now the green button, allowing the door at the top of the stairs to slide open with ease.
Turning now, he makes his way back to his rolling chair, seeking comfort in its worn leather padding as he awaited her arrival. No doubt she would start in as soon as she entered, in true Noura fashion. |
Jameson Orlav |
04/13/17 |
Of course, Jameson is IN the lab, where he had spent many of his hours since he returned from Reykjavik. What a mess.. what a MESS. This place was in no condition for visitors. There were limbs, ligaments and coagulation everywhere. The doctor jumps from his rolling chair, hands wiping down the front of his lab coat before he pushes his glasses from the bridge of his nose to the top of his head. The call box was his intended destination, and the big blue button would allow his voice to carry outside into the outer foyer.
"Noura? Are you okay? Is anyone with you?" |
Jameson Orlav |
04/13/17 |
Nou
Where are you? |
Jameson Orlav |
04/13/17 |
NoNo
What? What do you want now!? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/09/17 |
Noura
You say that now.
And you'll probably keep saying it, too! But I'm not going to listen!
Jason will be on baby duty, then. And Rambo can grow up wondering why Aunt Noura doesn't love him! |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
And that's fine! Family doesn't have to like each other. You're still my sister-in-law, though.
You'll just be a free baby-sitter! |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
I got that booty scootin', though.
And I love Jameson too! That's why we do it on the regular.
In conjunction with that, I would burn your couch. 0:) |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
It's not that hard. You're Jameson's sister.
Family is family.
And if he trusts you, and so does Jason, I can get on board.
Scratch that, I am on board. I just kicked out a friend. A GOOD friend. And I didn't bat a lash, because I knew at the very least it would make you happy. Is that sufficient enough proof? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE UPSET. I'M NOT DEFENDING ANYONE, HERE.
He's gone, okay? I'M MANAGING IT.
Jfc. You make it so hard to be nice to you. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
All I'm seeing is him bursting in on Jason. I don't know what happened after that. Contrary to popular belief, there aren't cameras in your rooms.
Just mine, but that's personal. ;)
KIDDING. KIDDING. OMFG.
That's all I've got, though. And Soleil touching his butt. And they burned a bra together. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
No, wtf. I'm just looking at security footage.
He's not a terrorist, he's a Summers. There's a difference.
I'll handle this, okay? No need to get all fangy and murder-y on us. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
I DON'T KNOW.
I'll check, okay?
Noura
Yeeeeep. Okay. Yep.
Prooooobably might want to get some new locks? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/08/17 |
Noura
HEY. I don't know what goes on here!
And I don't go through people's stuff! WTF. Jameson took away the master key weeks ago.
At least someone is worse than me in your eyes, right? That's a start! :) |
Elouise Warrock |
04/07/17 |
Noura
Okay. I can't condone anything.
But I'll go stay off compound tonight, and whatever you do to anyone while I'm gone...forgiven?
I never actually went through your sh*t, JFC. I was messing with you!
And I'm sorry for trying to murder you. You know that!
...wanna see Rambo's first sonogram? |
Elouise Warrock |
04/07/17 |
Noura
I don't know, your brother likes to say it!
At least I didn't sleep with Jason, omfg.
And you don't have permission to kill Winter.
That's a one-way ticket out of here, no matter how much I loooooooooove you. :) |
Elouise Warrock |
04/07/17 |
Noura
His parents were drug addicts.
In the same respect, who tf spells Nora 'Noura'?
'Keeping it tight'. Y'know. He's good looking. Fit.
I've seen him naked plenty of times, I should know.
Well, not like, FULL naked. And I was drunk. Does that really count?
Same night Jameson made his move. Omg. MEMORIES. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/07/17 |
Noura
You mean Winter?
He's harmless. Just put a padlock on the door.
How is married life, by the way?
Jason keeps it tight, so I assume it's going well. |
Elouise Warrock |
04/07/17 |
Noura
Wanna go set some stuff on fire? |
Elouise Warrock |
03/19/17 |
Noura
Actually, I think you're starting to like me, and you aren't ready to admit it yet.
I'll let you actually shoot me. Even Steven. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/19/17 |
NOura
False! Your brother picked my wardrobe.
Your brother, who I do dirty, deplorable sex stuff with.
LMFAO. Okay. I'm sorry. I'll stop being a Nazi. If it makes you feel any better, your brother is still a virgin. This was immaculate conception. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/19/17 |
Noura
Wtf. Why is your closet bigger than mine??
My onesies actually DESERVE hanger space. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/18/17 |
Noura
Are you saying I was right about the lingerie? Omfg. What a wicked good guess.
You're welcome to Jameson's credit card, but you shouldn't need it. Because I happen to be in my own bed, that I haven't left all day. Lmfao. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/18/17 |
Noura
I was just testing my key.
And then I thought I'd play Goldilocks, and this bed is juuuuust right.
I did you the courtesy of throwing away all of that lingerie you had in the top drawer of your dresser, which I also went through. Red is so not your color. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/18/17 |
Noura
Your bed is super comfortable.
I think I'll sleep here tonight. 😊 |
Elouise Warrock |
03/15/17 |
Noura
That felt like an easy decision.
How are Jason and Karen?
I bought Dinosir his favorite cookies, but I forgot to give them to him before I left. Feel free to pass them off as your own gift, if you want. He'll squee, and maybe pee a little. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/15/17 |
Noura
I'm with Soleil, we're in Cabo.
Why? Wanna come visit? |
Elouise Warrock |
03/15/17 |
Noura
I still am in Mexico.
I'm babymooning!
What's Jameson up to? |
Elouise Warrock |
03/14/17 |
Noura
Your loss.
Anyways, I got you some neat souvenirs here in Mexico.
One may or may not be El Chapo's machete. |
Elouise Warrock |
03/14/17 |
Noura
What if it's a really good one? |
Elouise Warrock |
03/14/17 |
Noura
Wanna hear a joke? |
Elouise Warrock |
02/07/17 |
Noura
The guy who looks like Superman says your donkey sounds interesting.
And I don't even think that was a sexual innuendo! |
Elouise Warrock |
02/05/17 |
Noura
Would you all shut up?
I found Karen.
 |
El Orlav |
02/03/17 |

~+ A woman with a sense of humor. Rare these days. Usually she was met with passive aggression, but being who she was it didn't surprise her. If anything it drove her conquests onward to add life to her mediocre existence. Ella's upper body jerked slightly with her controlled laughter. A vision of Jameson's abs streak through her mind and caused her cheeks to blaze up. Frantically she lifts her hands in front of her to try to fan the color away between her case of the snigger. +~
'' Stop. I don't think that's necessary. Have you seen his abs? That's all the ego booster he needs. ~+ extends hand paired with a pearly grin +~ I'm Ella. What's your name? '' |
El Orlav |
02/02/17 |

~+ Ella turned towards the other woman with a casual sideways cant of her head. Brother? It wasn't rocket science to know it was Jameson. The color returned to her cheeks staining them rose toned. How to answer such a question? She answered it alright, but chuckled soon after. Hopefully this sister had a sense of humor. +~
''Hello! Mmm. You must mean that scorching man, Jameson. Well . . . '' |
Jameson Orlav |
02/02/17 |

Yes on all counts. Hopefully we don't need to stay at the hotel. I am fine with passing out on a sidewalk. |
Jameson Orlav |
02/01/17 |
*lazy shrug*
*pops top of bottle, gulps down*
Who cares. Moscow is mine. Let's just go fvck some s-it up.
Your dino-hubs won't even know you're gone. |
Jameson Orlav |
02/01/17 |
*kicks down door*
B!tch, you can't just replace me.
*tosses beer bottle at*
Let's go, maggot. I need to get out of here. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/29/17 |
Dinoma'am
Lame.
Who is Jamouise going to bully? |
Elouise Warrock |
01/28/17 |
Dinomama
Congrats on the nuptials!
Don't use protection, Jamouise needs cousins!
...can you even procreate? Oh well. ADOPT! |
Jameson Orlav |
01/28/17 |
NOura
Don't tell me what to do, Dinoma'am. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/27/17 |
Noura
How about lunch?
You can have my firstborn in exchange. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/27/17 |
Noura
Um. I don't approve?
Are you coming to my birthday dinner?
We're getting ice cream cake! |
Elouise Warrock |
01/27/17 |
Noura
I approve.
But I'm not giving up any of my cuddle time, FYI.
We'll just have to split up days of the week. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/27/17 |
Noura
Jason is too hot to be Ronald Weasley.
But I see the Hermione in you.
Are you going to marry my beard?! |
Elouise Warrock |
01/07/17 |
-bangs on door-
Noooooooura, open the f*cking door.
I'm bored. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/06/17 |
Noura
Oh? And what do you call this?
Love the rainbow choker.
[img attached]
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Elouise Warrock |
01/06/17 |
Noura
I find this picture very contradictory.
I wonder what else I’m going to find in these boxes?
[img attached]
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Dita Morgenstern |
01/06/17 |
[texts.] Stranger Danger Thank you. It's the berries. |
Dita Morgenstern |
01/06/17 |
[texts.] Stranger Danger Quick before the guards 'wake up'. You managed to break out Noura Orlav. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/06/17 |
Noura
You're a good sister. Don't screenshot this. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/05/17 |
Noura
Is EVERY picture of Jameson this good?
[img attached]
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Jameson Orlav |
01/05/17 |
Group chat: The Order IM DIVORCING YOU. AND YOURE OFFICIALLY HOMELESS. |
Elouise Warrock |
01/05/17 |
Groupchat: The Order
I. HIT. THE. JACKPOT.
[img attached]
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Dita Morgenstern |
12/31/16 |
[blinks.] [types back.] Yes. Karen loves asparagus. |
Elouise Warrock |
12/31/16 |
[message reply]:
Jameson is going to be cleaning up SO MUCH sh*t in his office.
Perfect. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/31/16 |
Slowly, he pours himself a drink. His eyes tear from his sister momentarily as he monitors the liquid carefully. Not one drop would be wasted on account of any carelessness. The man had no idea whether or not Noura would partake in a drink, but he pours her one anyway.
"No one's dying, don't worry. Although I'm sure you rushed all the way here because you were hoping, yeah?" A small grin grace his lips, but it disappears as fast as it had appeared- replaced quickly with the rim of the scotch glass.
He swallows, a force of air an indication of his refreshment. "I need a third. You know. An administrator." Jameson realizes that it might take a moment for the words to release their weight into the air, but it was there. Responsibility. The chances kept lining up for Noura. Opportunities to prove herself. A dynamic between them that hadn't changed, even now.
"Do you think you're up for the task, Noura?" Expectant eyes flicker, finding her similarly dark irises within the fading light from the daylight outside. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/31/16 |
Noura bursts through the door, right on cue. He may or may not have been assessing how quickly she'd show up at the threat of impending emergency. Jameson is almost impressed, save for the fact that he's sure she's only here because she's hoping she gets to kill something.
"Sit.." Jameson motions against the air between him and an empty club chair that lines the front of his desk. Two small crystal glasses await atop a beaten and scratched bronze tray. Set to the side was an unmarked bottle of honey colored scotch, well kept by the tight cork lodged into the mouth of the bottle. "How are things going for you here? Met with any resistance?"
The man reaches for the bottle, his arms stiffening against the constraint of the waffle stitching that his henley offered. Of course he's going to pour them drinks. What kind of monster do you think he is? |
Jameson Orlav |
12/31/16 |
Group: Order
[Snapchat Sent]

We r walrus. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/31/16 |
Jameson double taps the screen of his phone, finger gliding across the glass as it lit against his skin. Tap. Tap. Tap. Numbers populate in the call box and soon he presses send.

He's greeted by a voicemail message. So very Noura in its inistance to leave a message, in the most sarcastic way. Jameson doesn't grin. He's not in the mood.
"Nou.. Meet me in my office. I've got a problem that needs remedying." |
Elouise Warrock |
12/30/16 |
Kool-Aid Gang
Claire, stay you. Cassidy, there are some paper bags in my closet if you need to hide your face.
Can someone iron Jameson’s suits? He’s helpless.
Also, this is my new boyfriend. Todd.
[video attached]
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Jameson Orlav |
12/24/16 |
Noura
Yes. Family Christmas. But text me before you come over so I can have my camera ready. Pregnant Satan's welcome wagon will get us on Americas Funniest Home Video's for sure. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/20/16 |
Noura
Why are you texting Jason? Leave my beard friend alone! |
Elouise Warrock |
12/11/16 |
Or, you could just do everyone here a favor and off yourself or something. |
Elouise Warrock |
12/05/16 |
She lets out a scoff. Because this woman was bold, damn. An Orlav, no doubt about it. But she had mistaken Elouise as the type that would let go easily. And it seemed the blonde could not be pegged as the carefree drug-addict this time around.
"Stay away from Jameson. Better yet, get out of my city. I have eyes and ears all over Moscow... One step out of place, and I'll have your fugly little head mounted on my wall." |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |
Stay out of Moscow. If I find any bloodless bodies hanging around, its your ass. |
Elouise Warrock |
12/05/16 |
She registers the hand, though she makes no motion to accept it. Skin bristling as the connection was finally made.
Noura. That Noura. The sister.
"If you hurt my husband, I will kill you." Her tone was promising, without a note of hesitation. Jameson was hers. And she would protect her family, even if the source of the problem came from within the fold. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |
*scoffs*
*slaps arms away*
Yes I can. And I WILL. |
Elouise Warrock |
12/05/16 |
A familiar face. Elouise couldn't quite place it -- not at first glance. Blue eyes squint into slits as she eyes the brunette from afar, her profile soaking in. She wore a questioning visage, head slightly tilted as she observed.
And then it hit her.
The blonde didn't consider herself a snoop by any means, but in moving from Bloemfontein to Moscow, she had become acquainted with most of her husband's belongings, including old pictures. And this woman, whoever she was, was among them. And she did not appear to be a passing figure. No. She was important.
Gangly legs are carrying her over before even makes the conscious decision to approach. Be cool, Elouise. Be cool. Her lips open, and the words spill out before she can process. "...and just who the fvck are you?" Good. Great job, Elouise. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |
Really?

Happy family reunion? You do remember Warsaw? Cole? Am I supposed to be happy to see you? |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |

No worries. I've got ways to make sure you don't get out of hand before its time. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |
What are you doing here? You can't be here. You're early. |
Jameson Orlav |
12/05/16 |
 ..Is this a fvcking joke? |