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Born: February 02, 2017 Forum Topics Started: 0
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Jameson Orlav

Quinn Abernathy
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Gideon Abernathy

Lloyd R Darrow

Elis Griffyn



Soleil Whitaker

Idris Mowbry


Tiber Loche
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Anyssa 12/24/18 ~Nessa walks up to El with 2 glasses and a pitcher of Christmas cheer and winks~ " A very Merry Christmas to ya Boss lady. Now how about helping me and joining me in drinking this big pitcher of Christmas cheer?"
Jameson Orlav 12/05/18 El
How come I didn't know you had a sister?
Jameson Orlav 12/03/18 He relinquished a soft sigh of relief. Regardless of the things he had lost between his transformation and the end of his prior life, Ella remained safe.

Yes, same place.
All of your things are right where you left them.
Remind me to tell you about the looters who tried to break in.
Jameson Orlav 12/03/18 He could sense her presence in New Orleans. Jameson didn't know for sure how long she'd been there, but not much time could have passed. He had a feeling about her. Something supernatural in nature. Her well being was important to him, and when she was close by, he would always take it upon himself to check in on her.

You're in town.
Meet me for lunch?
Jameson Orlav 09/19/18 Ella
What? Who is in the house?? Come downstairs, now!
Jameson Orlav 07/30/18
Soleil Whitaker 07/22/18 "Finally an Orlav, huh?"

Despite how long it's been since her last interaction with Ella, Soleil can't help the good-humored lilt in the sound of her voice. She's amused, of course - recalling just how much chatter there had been when Ella first arrived on the scene. Although she had long severed ties with the Orlavs, she still considers Ella to be someone of a little more than just a simple acquaintance.

"I guess a congratulations is in order."
Quinn Abernathy 07/22/18 Reply to Snap
ME TOO! ...what are you excited about? You go first!
Anyssa 07/22/18 *Nessa noticed a change in her friend going to her she gave her a hug*
" I believe Congratulations are in order. Congrats on your Union Ella"
Gideon Abernathy 07/22/18 Cheers to that, Mrs. Orlav.
Gideon Abernathy 07/22/18 Must be some kinda guy if he can get you to settle down.
Jameson Orlav 07/09/18 "Chin up, buttercup." Jameson tapped the tip of his blood stained finger against the crest of Ella's chin, "If you hadn't put the hlupák down, then I would have." He grinned, "I enjoyed watching you take care of it, though."
Jameson Orlav 06/06/18 Ella
No.. I don't think it would be down here. Unless you lost it delivering dinner. ..Again.
Jameson Orlav 01/30/18 Jameson saunters into the upstairs of Valar Morghulis, looking for Ella. He slings himself onto whichever sofa is closest, his legs dangling over the side as he waved her over lazily. "Ella." He drawls, "Please tell me why you keep some of these insufferable pledges around. Getting rid of people isn't all that difficult. I can help!"
Lloyd R Darrow 01/20/18 Is that so?
-lifts brow-
Is it our good looks, or that we have you in common?
Lloyd R Darrow 01/19/18 Bring? No, no. She's not a choice.
She's my sister. And she's, well..
-looks around-
The woman is mad, alright? Bath salts kind of crazy.
Lloyd R Darrow 01/18/18 -squints-
You smell like Chanel perfume and..
-looks around-
She was here. Where?
-rapid sniffing-
John Doe 01/18/18 “Sounds like you have been in the wrong kind of marriage. I’m fortunate in that I am in the right kind, but I know for some they have to just take whatever they can get.”
Lloyd R Darrow 01/18/18 Ms. Donovan
Arriving around 4:15. Early dinner?
John Doe 01/18/18 “Yes, that is the aroma of contentment, happiness and a great deal of sex. It’s intoxicating really.”
Lloyd R Darrow 01/17/18 Ms. Donovan
I could certainly do with a trip to New Orleans.
Lloyd R Darrow 01/14/18 Ms. Donovan
One of these days we'll be in the same place at the same time.
Jameson Orlav 01/09/18
Jameson Orlav 01/08/18 [Video Download:]

[Wish you were here...]
Miryam 12/24/17
Quinn Abernathy 10/23/17 Ella Novella
He's married? But he doesn't seem very nice...
Maybe we could get him Muzzy?
Quinn Abernathy 10/22/17 Ella Novella
Yes!! He called you chunky? That's not true.
Maybe in his language, pigeon and chunky mean different things than here?
Quinn Abernathy 10/22/17 Ella Novella
The blond guy in the Basement called me a pigeon. :(
Lloyd R Darrow 10/08/17 Ms. Donovan
Be there in fifteen.
Lloyd R Darrow 10/08/17 Ms. Donovan
Well, sh-t..
Lloyd R Darrow 10/08/17 Cait
Wear that little thing I like.
Lloyd R Darrow 10/04/17 Ms. Donovan
Let's save the role playing for after the meal.
Who knows what you're be able to talk me into.. and out of.
Lloyd R Darrow 10/04/17 Ms. Donovan
I'll be in the sexy c-cktail dress.
Lloyd R Darrow 10/04/17 Ms. Donovan
Restaurant Gordon Ramsay this evening?
I want to see if the Michelin Stars are well earned.
Lloyd R Darrow 10/03/17 Ms. Donovan
+video attached+
Miryam 10/02/17 *Takes the jug back replacing her straw being careful not to infect the Frankenstein Doll*

"You're most welcome!"

*Laughs wickedly and wonders off to find more chaos.*
Miryam 10/02/17 *Stumbles by drunk on the Kool-Aid*

*Takes the large straw out of the jug and passes the gallon to Ella.*

"Your turn to rank lovely."
Jameson Orlav 10/01/17 Ella
Sure, I'm happy to be 'the dungeon' for infractors against the mutt. But why wait? Toss a few down for fun...
Jameson Orlav 10/01/17 Ella
I don't eat animals, Ella.
Quinn Abernathy 10/01/17 Ella Novella
Really?! I would LOVE to play with Hank. I'm great with puppies. He'll be nice and tuckered out for you when you get home. :)
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Boss Lady
Ouch. We’ll see how you feel when he pisses on all your sh-t. And before Quinn offers, we’re never dogsitting. Keep your shady dog over there.
Gideon Abernathy 10/01/17 Boss Lady
Your dog’s ugly.

Boss Lady
...I mean that in the nicest way possible.
Quinn Abernathy 10/01/17 Ella Novella
Quinn Abernathy 09/29/17 Ella Novella
[IMG: statement in hand]
Jameson Orlav 09/27/17 Ella
Depends on why you're going and if I'm going to follow you.
Lloyd R Darrow 09/24/17 "I'm not too concerned about you sharing a city with my wife. If you're stuck in New Orleans, I can always make the trip." He allowed a pause in the conversation, mentally considering his calendar. "I'll chalk it up to business." He was already walking back towards his house now, ready to wind down the conversation.

"You know where to find me once you decide. Have a pleasant evening, Ms. Donovan." With that, he disconnected the line.
Lloyd R Darrow 09/24/17 Lloyd grinned, shaking his head as he continued to pace further from the house. She wanted to play dumb, and he wouldn't deny his own amusement. She would even earn a brief chuckle from his lungs. "If that's your truth, then so be it. Caused a bit of a mess on my end of things.. But I like a challenge every now and then. Keeps things interesting."

He paused, teeth biting on his lower lip. "Fancy a trip to London?"
Lloyd R Darrow 09/24/17 Lloyd had just cleaned up the mess Ella had created. And at the end of it all, he stepped out to make a phone call. He shot a glance back towards the house, ensuring he hadn't been followed. He waited patiently as the phone rang, beginning to speak once it connected.

"'C' and 'L' aren't even next to each other on the keyboard, Ms. Donovan. What are you up to?"
Atticus Hammond 09/23/17 Atticus looks at the redhead with a mix of horror and disgust. He touches butts because Mackenzie tells him it builds character. NOT because he wants to touch any other butt but Camille's. Staring at the grotesque woman, acknowledging the wink and her words, he only has one response:

Lloyd R Darrow 09/23/17 Ms. Donovan
Oh, I know.
I have it handled.
Caitlyn Darrow 09/23/17
Subject: Re:Drinks

Who are you? Why do you have a picture of my husband?
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Boss Lady
That for you guys.
I'll stick to the alcohol. Time/place?
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Boss Lady
Two of us? So I'm not supposed to bring Quinn?
Gideon Abernathy 09/22/17 Boss Lady
How could I say no. Tell me when and where. Don't bring your boyfriend. Haha.
Seriously, please.
Quinn Abernathy 09/22/17 Ella Novella
Thank you! It makes me sad you're not here, though. I miss you.

Ella Novella
Would you? Here's his number.
[Contact Attached]
Quinn Abernathy 09/22/17 Ella Novella
I married Gideon.
I think I'm experiencing a heart attack of love.
I need help. I need to know if Solomon is gay.
Jameson Orlav 09/16/17 Ella
Absolutely. Hit the basement. No one else is here.
Don't tell your little posse that you're coming. I'm not in the mood.
Jameson Orlav 09/16/17 Ella
I can be. Why do you ask?
Jameson Orlav 09/15/17 Jameson has been tasked. Well, it's not really a task, per say. More like, some smelly werewolf who lives in the mansion upstairs had insisted that he take these odd looking severed heads and deliver each of them to a respective patron. The Doctor doesn't quite understand why, but he doesn't actually care in the least. Tiberius, as he had introduced himself, had paid him a pretty penny to see that the deed got done.

Whatever. It worked in his favor.

He doubted that the mutt had expected him to put his own spin on the delivery, however. Jameson waited until the guy fled to go out and find some pretty pink boxes. White ribbons would accompany the painted cardboard- tied at the top into fancy, frilly bows. There's no way that any unsuspecting victim would come to realize what was actually inside of the box until it had been delivered.

Deranged doesn't even begin to encompass Jameson Orlav. To each person he drops off a box. While they're away, of course. His last encounter inside the house had brought immediate trouble for Ella. He would look to avoid that this time, if it was possible.

To Gideon, Quinn, and Ella herself. Inside each of their rooms they'd find a box. For Quinn and Gideon, their room would house two.

For Ella;
On the first and oldest head in his possession he would swipe the lipstick over the full lips of the dead girl. The remainder of her face remained pale, her skin tinted icy blue thanks to being both post-mortem and cold. This head was going to Ella Donovan. The home wrecker. No matter her faults, she always presented herself as beautiful and plush.

And yo, there's no sign that Jameson has been here. Just so we're clear. Let's all relax on the coronary front for now.
Quinn Abernathy 09/14/17 New Snap
He doesn't know it yet, but we are going to be friends.
Quinn Abernathy 09/12/17 New Snap
"You're so pretty!"
Quinn Abernathy 09/11/17 New Snap
"My headache disappeared, and no hangover!"
Quinn Abernathy 09/10/17 Ella Novella
Yes! I love FaceTime! Do you have Snapchat?
Quinn Abernathy 09/10/17 Ella Novella
I'm glad things are okay. Especially with James.
I'm ok. It's been a rough couple of days, but I think I got everything calmed down on my end. I'm looking forward to coming home. I know we will be out for a little while longer.
I miss you. Tomorrow morning, lets both take a shot at 8am.
Quinn Abernathy 09/10/17 Ella Novella
That makes sense. Everything always feels numb when you're drunk. It's not my favorite part, but it beats advil.
How are you? Are you okay?
Quinn Abernathy 09/10/17 Ella Novella
Yea. But I also need to drink. It's a hard decision.
Quinn Abernathy 09/10/17 Ella Novella
Do you think it's safe to mix advil and moonshine?
Lloyd R Darrow 09/05/17 Ms. Donovan
Sorry, late night in the office. Rain check?
Lloyd R Darrow 09/04/17 Ms. Donovan
Is that so?
Mackenzie 09/01/17 Ella Donovan
Grand. Whichever is comfortable and convenient for you. Not sure stained teeth are quite necessary, though.
Mackenzie 08/31/17 Ms. Donovan,

Given our mutual interests, I would very much like to discuss the relationship of our Sanctuaries. I am in New Orleans should you like to chat. My number is attached.

Lloyd R Darrow 08/19/17 Ms. Donovan
Sounds like a plan.
Quinn Abernathy 08/17/17 Ella Novela
What does it mean when a man gives you a puppy?
Lloyd R Darrow 08/13/17 Ms. Donovan
I'd ask what you're wearing, but I think I already know.
T-shirt with Jameson's face on it?
Bingo, right? I guessed it?
Lloyd R Darrow 08/13/17 Ms. Donovan
I'll be here.
Probably in different silky drawers. I'm not gross.
Lloyd R Darrow 08/13/17 Ms. Donovan
I'm at my apartment.
You can feel free to stop by, any time.
+Location Shared+
I'll add you to the list.
Lloyd R Darrow 08/13/17 Ms. Donovan
Those silk white boxers covered in hearts Elouise gave everyone for Valentine's Day.
Sort of bizarre. Very comfy.
Jameson Orlav 08/13/17
Jameson Orlav 08/13/17 Ella
I'll ping you the address.
Plan on a few days..
Jameson Orlav 08/13/17 Ella
We should chat. Come and meet me in New York?
Jameson Orlav 08/12/17 [video message received]
Lloyd R Darrow 08/03/17 Ms. Donovan
Jesus, he's still missing? I've been away for some time. Figured he'd already found his way back. And, no. My wife's behind is perfectly sized.
Lloyd R Darrow 08/03/17 Ms. Donovan
Flattery will get you everywhere.
And where the hell did you lose him? Another accidental confession of love send him running for the hills?
Lloyd R Darrow 08/03/17 Ms. Donovan
I'm available anytime.
New Orleans must be disgustingly hot.
Lloyd R Darrow 08/02/17 Ms. Donovan
Are you still alive?
We should meet for drinks soon so that I can verify in-person.
Quinn Abernathy 07/29/17 Swallowing, Quinn considers her options. A quick glance around is made, and the girl steels herself, placing a smile on her face. Everything is fine. Everything is going to be fine.

Ella Novela
Don't worry, Ella. Everything is fine. 😁
Quinn Abernathy 07/29/17 Ella Novela
It's a long story. We aren't really married anymore. I think.
Quinn Abernathy 07/29/17 Ella Novela
Yea. That's my husband. Kind of.
Quinn Abernathy 07/29/17 Ella Novela
Um.. do you still have his Tinder stuff? A picture?
Quinn Abernathy 07/29/17 Ella Novela
Tiber Loche?
Tiber Loche 07/26/17
Tiber Loche 07/25/17
Quinn Abernathy 07/24/17 Ella Novela
I'm sorry. :( That is the worst. Any other way to find him?
And yes!! Costume day! I always wanted to be one of the French girls in Titanic.
Quinn Abernathy 07/23/17 Ella Novela
Your boyfriend is missing?! Have you looked for him?
Why do boys always go missing?
I didn't know Giddy could make scarecrows. He is so talented.
Is it Halloween already?
Quinn Abernathy 07/23/17 Ella Novela
I'm still hungover. I think. Pretty sure.
Did I miss anything?
Quinn Abernathy 07/23/17 Ella Novela
I'm back from the beach!
I didn't tan at all. :(
Gideon Abernathy 07/21/17 Boss of Appreciating Effort and Fine Arts
Y'know, that's actually what I was going for. It's nice to be recognized.
Gideon Abernathy 07/21/17 Boss Lady
Of course they're scarecrows. To scare the crows. From the vegetables. They're supposed to be scary. Did I make them too scary?
Quinn Abernathy 06/17/17 >b>Ella
How do you get your hair so red?
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/17 El Bosso
Just make sure it's a full-blown statue. I want everyone to be uncomfortable if I die for them.
I'm ready as I'll ever be. Bring a bat. I found a metal pipe that might be important but we can discuss that if we make it out alive.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/17 El Bosso
That's a weird name for a demonic creature.
Walls can be replaced. We have to think about the safety of this crew. Elouise must be taken down.
If we don't make it, I want a memorial in the bathroom.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/17 Boss
Honestly, I don't know what a possum looks like, it was a guess.
There might be more intimidation in numbers, but I can't guarantee this won't turn into a massacre. Someone might die. Preferably the possum/rat/thing.
Gideon Abernathy 06/09/17 Boss Lady
Uhh, is it a possum maybe?
And I'm assuming I'm supposed to go take care of it?
If you hear screaming, I'm fine.
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
Wardrobe change. I'm going with...
Itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow polka dot bikini.
I think it flatters my complexion more.
Quinn Abernathy 06/07/17 Group Text: Ella's Party People
Greetings from the Lufcuh! I haven't met some of you yet, and I'm sorry for that! My real name is Quinn. I like moonshine, puppies, and karoake. I'm currently practicing my drinking skills to beat Orson on our next bar trip! If you need anything, let me know!
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
Does this mean I can wear MY red bikini as well?
If there is a promise of beer, I am most certainly there.
Ticket, booked. See you Saturday.
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
You're wearing a red bikini to the airport?
I've heard stories about the American South, but Good God, is that what it's really like?
I've always wanted to pay for petrol and buy a beer at the same go. Is that possible in Louisiana?
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
How about Saturday?
I'll be as minimally clothed as possible.
What does 'af' mean?
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
I've never been to New Orleans before. I suppose I could manage a brief stay. If I come, I expect a po'boy.
Lloyd R Darrow 06/07/17 Ms. Donovan
Are you still alive? How is the 'Big Eas'y?
Gideon Abernathy 05/13/17 Boss Lady
Leave it to me.
Prepare to be amazed by some green @ss grass.
Gideon Abernathy 05/13/17 Boss Lady
You could say that.
I have a good recipe for fertilizer.
Elouise Warrock 05/09/17 Ella
He doesn't touch you at all, you delusional trollop.
No one wants to touch the chlamydia circus known better as your firecrotch.

I have six inches on you easy, you sl*tty f*cking leprechaun. Go hump a cactus before you get into a fight you won't live to see the end of.
Elouise Warrock 05/09/17 Ella
My husband wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole.

Go f*ck yourself, f*cking tw@t.
Elouise Warrock 05/09/17 Ella
What? 10am? What?
...naked? that on camera?
Quinn Abernathy 05/07/17 Ella
Yes! He's taking me to the bar. He thinks he can out-drink me. Jokes on him. I'm gonna get him white girl wasted and then interview him.
Quinn Abernathy 05/07/17 Ella
Yea!! That one! Good looking with the accent. We gotta find his profile again. I need to see it. I NEED to.
Quinn Abernathy 05/07/17 Ella
Ella!!! I made a friend! He looks big and scary, but he's actually really nice. He has a good smile, too. Did you Tinder him? What did his Tinder say?
Soleil Whitaker 05/05/17 Soleil grinned sheepishly.

"Yeah, got a little pressure from the wife to start campaigning. I was going to take you up on the offer to make a banner for us, but figured you were busy with the new Sanctuary. Didn't want to bother you with the trivial stuff, you know? Congrats, by the way."
Quinn Abernathy 05/04/17 Quinn looks at her phone and giggles at the message. It can't be helped. Quickly, she types a reply.

'I'll be right over! I'm not a catfish, though. I don't think. No way could I hold my breath under water for that long!'
Quinn Abernathy 05/04/17 Within minutes, her phone chirps for her attention. An alert from Tinder! Quinn squeals to herself, squirming in a happy sort of dance where she sits in the cafe. Coffee nearly spills, people stare at her in bewilderment. What could possibly be so exciting in this day and age?

She unlocks her phone, opening the app to reveal the face on the other side. "Ella... bored af. Af? Lufcuh Hhh-mu. Maybe she's Jewish? Sounds Jewish? That's nice. Party everyday. I like those. Jameson... must be her other friend."

Tilting her head, swipes right.
Quinn Abernathy 05/04/17 She had heard from a very friendly stranger that there was a way to find new friends. Quinn wasn't sure if they had the same definition of friend, but she figured she would give it a shot. Ironically, the friendly stranger did not end up being a friend. In fact, he'd been too friendly and invited her over to see his puppy.

Better luck next time, Friendly Stranger.

Having no idea what she is actually doing, she downloads the Tinder app (like the Ke$ha song?) and makes herself a profile. "Q-U-I-N-N... age 31..." she stops and stares at the screen, completely missing every other field.


Idris Mowbry 05/04/17 "I think it's Taco Tuesdays... but Teal Taco Tuesdays sounds so fetch!"
Idris Mowbry 05/04/17 "Congrats on joining the Golden Cloak Club! We wear pink on Wednesdays."
Jameson Orlav 05/04/17 Ella
Yes, Ella. How am I supposed to see?
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 "Must be the accent." His grin grows wider, a slight shake to his head as he grabs the two cards, sliding them back towards his body victoriously. "So tell me, how is your not so private love-affair with Doctor Orlav unfolding?" Frankly, the man is amused. One had to admire her brashness, unless of course her brazen nature came in-between their marriage.

"It was certainly.. Romantic. I cannot fault you there."
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Momentarily distracted by the buzzing of his phone, the man takes a moment to answer his wife before setting his phone down, screen unlocked and facing up. "Goldfish, mm? My mother always had a thing for Old Maid." After a short scoff, he slaps down his first card - a 7. By no means a good card, but it was certainly better than a 2.

"I should not have spoken so soon.. Perhaps luck is not on my side, after all." He falls silent as he sips from his beer, eyes meeting hers with a closed-lip grin.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 With a smirk and a scoff, he moves to sit opposite of her, a beer of his own in hand. "Trust me, Ella, I won't be the one crying. Unless of course you're some sort of card shark, in which case, I'll shuffle first. Can't risk you weighing the deck on me."

After a swig of his ale, he sets his bottle down and splits the deck, the thrum of cards against his skin the only sound unless he evens them out against the desktop. "Solitare, you said? Why not.. War?"
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Along with the aforementioned beer and pizza was Lloyd, an amused glint in his eyes. "No, no. I've a handle on everything." Slipping past the slender red head, the man is careful not to set the box or the six-pack down upon any paperwork that appears sensitive. "Just to be clear, I will not allow you even a single victory, Ms. Donovan. While I can appreciate that it is a special day for you, I take cards quite seriously."

Opening a bottle against the edge of her loaned desk, he offers it over. "Still prepared to lose?"
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ella
I think you may need to clean the lenses, or adjust the prescription, if you intend on keeping them.
Now open the door. My hands are full.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ella
Sausage, obviously.
Hand-me-downs. Impressive, Ms. Donovan.
Tell me, what is it like trying to stare out of the bottom of two coke bottles?
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ella
That, or I printed it, and framed it above my Juris Doctorate.
I'll admit, it's embarrassing, but you're still alive, and that counts for something.
I'm bringing a pizza with the beer, because I'm famished.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ella
Yeah, you're not ever getting that email back.
Interesting read, though.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ella
I'll be over in ten minutes.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/03/17 Ms. Donovan
Congratulations on the temporary promotion.
Let me know if I can be of any assistance.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/02/17 Lloyd was never a talkative man to begin with, and while alcohol seemed to have loosened his tongue some, he was rather reserved on their walk back to the compound. The lawyer rarely stayed on The Order's campus, as a family home was obviously more convenient. Standing outside of her door now, her hand on his chin, Lloyd allows the situation to warrant a small smile.

"Another time." Temptation, while beguiling, was no longer his weakness. At least he could rest easy knowing she was now home safe. "Goodnight, Ms. Donovan." After planting a kiss against the blush of her cheek, he breaks away from her touch, feet carrying him in the direction of home.
Lloyd R Darrow 05/02/17 As Lloyd follows her to the door, one hand rests at the small of her back while the other steadies her, though the man is by no means more stable than she. As they depart the bar into the cool evening air, the opportunity presents itself once again to walk away. Yet, Lloyd follows, like a moth to a flame.
Soleil Whitaker 05/01/17 Soleil let out an amused snort, and held up her hand. "No, no," she replied, "I think we're going to stay out of this one. There's no competition in my mind, anyways" - she paused to tap her temple - "Thank you, though."

She offered another smile before bidding Ella goodbye. "Catch you around, yeah?"
Lloyd R Darrow 05/01/17 Lloyd allows the agave liquid to carry the distaste in his mouth away, verdant eyes looking at Ella anew. Love his wife? What a trivial question. Of course he loved his wife. Love, however, never promised fidelity.

"Love is inconsequential, Ella. Surely you're smart enough to know it accounts for very little at the end of the day." He raises a hand, thumb skimming gently across her chin, his expression unreadable. "You are rather clever, aren't you, Ms. Donovan?"

Soleil Whitaker 05/01/17 "You know, Ella," Soleil laughed as she sauntered by, "I could get behind that if I weren't so into me and Rhiannon as best couple." She flashed a friendly grin at the redhead; her words weren't intended to be confrontational - just an acknowledgment of the flyer she'd just been handed. As much as she loved Elouise and as loyal as she was, Soleil found the Jameson-Ella dynamic rather entertaining.

"Good luck," she added before slipping the flyer into her back pocket.
Lloyd R Darrow 04/28/17 Email To: Ms. Ella Donovan {}
Subject: Drinks
I never did catch your number. At any rate, I'm free for drinks this evening if you are. I'll be at Yevgeny's until 11.

Best, Lloyd R. Darrow, Esq.
Lloyd R Darrow 04/18/17 "Seven?" The man pauses, a hand reaching up to scratch his cheek as he ponders the prospect. He'd simply have to let Cait know he would not be home in time to tuck the boys in. No sweat. "That should work fine. I will clear my schedule."

After a few awkward attempts, he successfully retrieves his papers from his new acquaintance. "I am a naturally hot-blooded individual, though. I believe I'd be best served keeping you warm, if anything. And I have a coat." His stark tone is far from flirtatious, but it's simply in his nature. Must be the accent. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Ella. I shall see you at seven."
Jameson Orlav 04/18/17 Ella
Group??? Who else is invited?
Lloyd R Darrow 04/17/17 "Free? Tonight?" He enunciates the words only to better comprehend the question. The lawyer is a literal man, working in fact. That is why the law suits him so well - he is able to function in a world of black and white; right and wrong. But, Lloyd is under clear instructions. Socialize, be welcoming.

"Yes, I happen to be. Would you like to grab a drink?"
Lloyd R Darrow 04/16/17 Nervous would be an understatement for the poor man. He is innately awkward, still socially inept even with his own spouse. So, factor in an embarrassing introduction to a complete stranger, and Lloyd is due for a stroke at any moment. "Do I.. Love my wife?" He blinks several times, unsure if she had just actually presented him with such a loaded question.

"I.. In a manner of speaking.. It's impossible to say.." He finally pauses from his cascade of fragments, clearing his throat thereafter. "She had children!" He pipes back up, being just as disastrous as before, the poor ball of nerves. "I, ahm. Yes. I love my wife."
Lloyd R Darrow 04/15/17 Lloyd shuffles down the halls, distracted by paperwork he shuffles through with dexterous fingers. Tongue clacking lowly against the roof of his mouth, the lawyer continues on, stocking feet gliding against laminate floor in an almost child-like fashion. Out of the corner of his eye, a red-head stands. Without much attention to detail, he stuffs the paperwork under an arm, quickly sliding over to make a comical, abrupt appearance before Caitlyn.

"Hey, Cait. What are y-" He cuts off, his face a mask of sheer horror. They're multiplying. "I thought.. No. Not my wife. Hello, I'm Lloyd." The man offers his hand, the stack of papers consequently cascading to the ground, slipping every which way, and generally making a disaster of his before-meticulously sorted files. This first encounter isn't awkward at all.
Elouise Warrock 04/13/17 Been thinking those insults up all day, I'm sure. Glad to see you're so concerned about my ass, and my child.

He has a great ass, so I wouldn't be surprised. Have fun with the major disappoint that will be his ultimate rejection!
Elouise Warrock 04/13/17 Touché. At least I'm not an unwashed trollop, which I'm sure is hard for you.

You can gawk at my husband all that you'd like, but unfortunately enough for you nothing will ever come to fruition. He's a loyal man. And you're just...not good looking enough to ruin a marriage over.
Soleil Whitaker 04/13/17 -rubs back of neck-
Uh, yeah. Kind of a flash wedding, no big.
Rhiannon's great, though. I definitely got lucky with her.
Soleil Whitaker 04/13/17 -slides past, grinning-
Oi. Welcome to the club!
Soleil Whitaker 02/07/17 Soleil kept grinning as she thrust out her hand. Ella seemed innocent and sweet enough. "People are indeed friendly," she agreed, nodding, "For the most part, anyways." A couple of faces flashed through her mind - there were some dwellers of the Realm who scared the living sh*t out of her. Luckily, she hadn't had any unpleasant encounters. Yet.

"Pleasure is mine, actually. If you ever need anything, Ella," she continued, nonchalantly digging the toe of her boot into the ground, "Don't be a stranger. I'm always around."
Soleil Whitaker 02/07/17

Soleil had heard all the latest commotion and drama regarding the Orlavs and some new girl. Afterall, it made the front page of this week's issue of Death and Style. Who the f*ck was she? Soleil had to find out for herself.

She was passing by when she recognized the girl from the picture printed in D&S. She figured it wouldn't hurt to make herself known to the stranger, so she approached slowly. Clearing her throat, she brought two fingers up to her forehead in a small salute. "Hello," she said, announcing her presence, "I'm Soleil. I just wanted to give you a friendly, yet late welcome to the Realm." Soleil hoped the other girl wouldn't find her behavior suspicious, and offered a wide smile in attempt to thwart any initial animosity or uncertainty.
Camille 02/02/17 So pretty....
-Has appeared out of nowhere, fingers tangling against long strands of bright ginger hair. Is entranced. Captivated. Allured.-
Jameson Orlav 02/02/17 Eternally hypersensitive to the atmosphere and energies around him, there isn't a second of this strange girls elevated enamoring that he doesn't pick up on.

He's teetering the line between uncomfortable and intrigued, and though her fingers lingered against his hand, he's the first to pull away.

"Pleasure, Ella. I'm not sure that's the best idea but.." Chocolate eyes narrow beneath knotted brows, "Are you hanging around Moscow for a while?"
Elouise Warrock 02/02/17 Elouise's eyebrows lift in utter amusement. "Good luck with that. Let me know how it goes."
Elouise Warrock 02/02/17 Elouise can't help but scoff. And then her trigger finger itches. A condescending smirk plants itself on her now decidedly hostile visage.

"You mean the oaf that just lumbered off? He's my husband. And you won't be getting his number. Best steer clear of married men, especially ones with violent wives."
Jameson Orlav 02/02/17
Handsome? Handsome. Yes, he was quite the handsome fellow. Jameson straightens up, composure tight, as though he were preening. A bird putting his proud feathers on display.

"My name is Jameson." He extends a hand, offering calloused fingers for the girl to shake, "And you are..?"
Elouise Warrock 02/02/17 -squints at-
Welcome to the Realm.
Jameson Orlav 02/02/17 Welcome to the Realm.
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