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Born: June 27, 2019 Forum Topics Started: 0
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Gray Taylor 12/10/19 "I miss you too, Mr. Orlav." Gray smirks at Bishop as he carries on, ruthless storms trained on the man as a quiet chuckle escapes him. "I have no plan repeat history, and no obligations so detrimental to my livelihood."
Andy Codin 09/07/19 Congrats on ranking. You're showing us all how things should be done
Geoffrey Drake 09/07/19 Well done on the new rank! I m now quite jealous!
Shadwyn Drake 09/07/19 Congrats intends on the new biceps...I mean rank!
Shadwyn Drake 09/02/19 Drake folded the Orlav couples laundry neatly and placed the clean crisp linen sheets in their marked laundry basket. Drake had received an appeal from Jamison Orlav telling him he had felt neglected by his own mate. He smirked slightly as he place two pair of black silk boxers in their laundry basket. One black pair had red hearts on it. The other pair had written Love Me Tender. He covered their basket with a white towel to hide the black silk boxers. He handed off the basket to Bishop. He turned and walked away from Bishop. He was tempted to sing Presley's song 'Love me tender. But he thought the wiser part was silence he had followed orders from Jamison. The boxers were in Bishop's court.
Geoffrey Drake 09/02/19 Geo respected the marriage vows or a union between individuals. He was at a point where he was slighted confused, but he was asked to help Jamison's mate to tend to that individual's needs. Geo was straight and he didn't know what his leader had meant. So he bought a fine bottle of wine, two dozen red roses, and a box of Godiva chocolates. He handed them off to Bishop. He spoke quietly. "Take these and go home attend to your mate....they feel neglected
EtaineNightBreed 09/02/19 Etaine left a gift certificate to an upscale restaurant catering to married couples of their gender. Another envelope contained hotel reservations (spa included) to a posh hotel. She left a bottle of Originally wine. A note attached read Someone desperately needs your attention. Please take of him he's feeling neglected.
Andy Codin 09/01/19 * I smile as o come over to you, and hold out two books for you * Your poor husband has told us about you not giving him the attention he needs. I just assume it's because you aren't very experienced. I gave you the Beginners Guide To Lovemaking, and How To Be a Better Lover. I hold they help to teach you a few things
Virelai Tylwyth 08/31/19 Humming under her breath, Yule fiddled with the lock on the outside of the occupied cell. It had taken her ages when she first started getting caught in this dungeon to get them open and usually she was caught more often than not. That was still the case but it seemed like perhaps it was getting a bit easier.

She smiled as the lock to the cell popped open and she pulled it free with a gloved hand. It hadn't taken nearly as long this time, for which she was grateful. Straightening up she rose her hand into a small salute before clasping her hands behind her back. "It seems you are free, good sir. Best of luck to you."

You managed to break out Bishop Orlav.
Mackenzie 08/30/19 Oh, you sweet thing.
-boops nose-
-bolts-
Mackenzie 08/30/19 You're not being a very good son in law.
I'm a tired old woman.
Pity me.
Mackenzie 08/30/19 Mother? He's a grown goddman child.
You're his husband. He's your responsibility now.
Body parts are a tripping hazard.
Mackenzie 08/30/19 Other Orlav.
Tell your man to pick up his sh-t.
Gray Taylor 08/23/19 Their first meeting had painted Bishop as he is, and Gray never quite forgot minor details he picked up on. “Watching me, are you? I assure you, I’m just as sh-tty as always.” A private man by nature, he makes it a point to make clear his position. His personal doings are just that: personal. Bodhi, on the other hand, could share as much or as little as he pleases. Whatever makes his partner happy.

“You have the number for my office. Call in and tell Claire I said to expedite your meeting.” Nodding slightly, he gives Bishop a once over as if assessing potential damage. “How much time have you lost?”
Gray Taylor 08/23/19 Gray glances up from his phone, a device currently barely ever put down except for in certain company. A brow raised, he allows his sights to flicker over Bishop as he considers his response. “Unfortunately, no. Not everyone can pull off frosted tips like yourself.”
Samantha Winchester 08/22/19 Congrats on making profile of the day Bishop.
EtaineNightBreed 08/22/19 Well Originally on most wanted poster guy of the day! Stains hands him a bottle of French wine.
Katherine Murray 08/14/19 -offers her own hand- Katherine Murray. Pleasure!
You are going to the be the greatest friend to have.
Katherine Murray 08/13/19 -stares-
-smiles brightly-
I like you. You understand, it's necessary to know these things. We should cut off her hand! -is slightly giddy-
Katherine Murray 08/13/19 -is very confused-
-is pretty much normal-
Well, ideally the hand should be attached. To the vampire. And then chopped off.
-smiles pretty-
-is not insane-
I want to know if it grows back.
Katherine Murray 08/13/19 -blinks- Your Jameson? Is there more than one?
I thought he was the wee Irish's Jameson.

-shrugs-
I need a hand for research.
Katherine Murray 08/13/19 -pouts-
Jameson said no too!
No fun, neither of you.
But he promised to help, so you can as well.
-nods sagely-
Katherine Murray 08/13/19 -stares at-
May I see your hands?
-is not up to something-
Mackenzie 08/10/19 "The rest of us aren't, so... get your man in line."
-Clearly doesn't believe that sh-t at all-
Samantha Winchester 08/10/19 Congrats on your ranking Bishop
Mackenzie 08/10/19 -sniffs-
Did you bathe in cologne?
Jewel 08/09/19 Thanks.
I completely forgot having the personality of a small d-ck was considered interesting.

Your small-minded attitude towards others is the only interesting thing about you.
Simply because it's laughable.

Enjoy your monotone existance.

Jewel 08/09/19 You know..
Most people would be insulted by that.
I'm not.
Especially coming from you of all people.

Honestly, hurt by the butt thing.
Even though you admitted you'd touch it if there was more to it.

To squat I go!

Jewel 08/09/19 I knew it.
I just knew it.

Bishop just failed at stealing money from you!

You missed me so much you just had to touch my butt.
I don't blame you.
It's gorgeous.

Jewel 08/09/19 -kicks heel in passing-
Shadwyn Drake 08/09/19 Well done on ranking!
EtaineNightBreed 08/09/19 Well done! Must be that French wine!
Gray Taylor 08/07/19 "Weird flex," Gray comments. It isn't for the knife, but for the desire to clearly state his relation to Jameson Orlav. A slow smirk spreads, and he shrugs. "Or, perhaps, it is because of our previous business together."

Jameson Orlav: the slayer that time forgot, but not Gray.

"My office is open, Bishop. I'm sure we will run into one another, again."
Gray Taylor 08/06/19 “Indeed, it has.” Gray gives a slight smirk as he shoves his hands into his pockets. “Though I have come to accept that there is no such thing as coincidence.”
Gray Taylor 08/06/19 “Naturally, if the contract cannot be met, it is not drawn up. I’m not in the business of making promises I cannot keep.” Gray would leave it at that. There is no reason for him to go into further detail. A conversation would be had, advisement given if desired, and he and any client would part ways. “However...

“When it comes to the transfer of contracts, it would require much more information. I would then need to negotiate with this third party. The caveat of contract termination would be added to the new contract, if I am able to gain rights to the existing.” Clearing his throat, Gray leaves this poignant fact out in the open.

Anyone who enters contract with him would die, and the timing is far from his decision. Always, no matter what, it is a gamble with a steep price.
Gray Taylor 08/04/19 Gray sits back, silent as the grave as he judges the man before him. There is a lot of information being thrown his way, so much so that he needs time to process and reflect. Lost in thought, trying to find his words, he taps at the arm of his chair. "In the event that I do not meet my portion of the contract, which would be termination... that would be catastrophic, for me."

It is clear that this is not something he is willing to budge on. More than once, he has been asked for extensions or outright dismissals. But Gray never caved. He did what had to be done, no matter the circumstance. Everyone knew what they were in for.

"In the event that I cannot deliver what is requested of the client, there is no contract drawn. There is a process, for more difficult things. Most people desire wealth, fame, power. There are exceptions, of course, that require more work on my end. Usually, I am able to deliver. There are, of course, exceptions." This sort of thing leaves his mouth dry. These questions never bring easy business, though he does enjoy a challenge. "Is that answer satisfactory?"
Gray Taylor 08/04/19 That smile doesn't falter once. This man is amusing, different from most that come in here to shake him down. Gray is far from exhausted, instead landing on intrigue and remaining there. The desire to have him ebbs away, leaving him with nothing but money for time. "We are all under ownership, in some fashion, Bishop."

Hard truth.

Clearing his throat, Gray sits back, folding his hands in his lap as he regards the man. "It's hardly rocket science. My client tells me what they want, they are made aware of the price, a contract is drawn up, and once signed - the request fulfilled, and the price is collected at the whim of my employer."

Gray would leave out several details, most importantly being that he no longer had a say in these matters. Contracts are a thing of the past, and he is now made to kill without reason. Still, the business side of it all is what he enjoys. What's a bit of fun? "Simple enough. Yes?"
Gray Taylor 08/03/19 What a show. Gray watches as he counts, expertly taking note of each bill as it passes until it is called out and placed before him. Twenty four hundred. There isn't a word uttered as he shifts only to reach forward, pushing the stack aside and out of their direct lines of vision. Only then, does Gray accept the hand, giving Bishop on firm shake before relinquishing his grip.

Of course, it makes sense. Slowly, that Cheshire grin would appear. Rare as it is now, it has it's moments when he is in a state of deep amusement or extreme comfort. This is the former. "Bishop," a brow raises, silver tongue casting a charming light upon the man's name.

"I'll tell you what," he lowers his voice. Once more, his sights flicker over Bishop. Hidden away, deep down and out of view, his distaste for the nature of his own existence simmers beneath the surface. "Let's strike a deal, and I will show you."
Gray Taylor 08/02/19 A quiet 'hm' sounds from his throat, signaling his agreement to Bishop's observation. So he would sit, and he would listen intently. This stranger is closed off. Legs crossed. Arms crossed. He is comfortable in his isolation, much the same as he once was. It's smart, to remain alone. Life is far less messy.

But he shifts, and Gray shifts in turn. Elbows rested upon his knees, his hands clasp before him, holding together in a show of patient impatience. "My time goes for three hundred per fifteen minutes, with a minimum charge of six hundred." There is a pause, sights flickering over being across from him before falling to the watch upon his wrist. Gray takes in the time, and thus, the minutes begin.

"My name is Gray Taylor. And you are?"

Whatever the ride, his interests are caught. It isn't often that one comes across someone so very much like themselves.
Gray Taylor 08/01/19 A huff escapes him before he can stop himself, and Gray finds himself locking his phone and pocketing it. It's a silent message, if ever there were one. Every question asked has an answer, but none of this is so simple. Instead, a smirk would curl at the corners of his mouth, and Gray would lean forward in his seat. "Surely, one so brilliant is not surprised that these antics aren't working."

A mild insult, certainly. "What is it that you want? Remember, nothing comes without a price."
Gray Taylor 08/01/19 He'd been working, or trying to, at the very least. Instead, he is met with interruptions at every turn. This time, it is in the form of a Frenchman wielding a knife. A dull set of storms lock onto the specimen before him, unflinching and unmoved. "I can have you removed. That's fun enough for me."
Samantha Winchester 07/31/19 *smiles*
*stops*
*looks at bottle*
*looks at you*
*takes bottle*
"Thank you. This will go great with dinner that I am making for Andy."
*thinks*
"He knows about this yes?"
*raise brow*
"We do not want to make him angry. That would be very very bad indeed."
Jewel 07/30/19
Jewel 07/23/19
Jewel 07/23/19 D'aw.
Come on!
You act like I smell.
Jewel 07/22/19 I'll take that as a 'thank you'.
It's not fun to stalk you when you're all caged up, doll.
Jewel 07/22/19 -twirls keys about index-
Even though I enjoy you all caged up..

You managed to break out Bishop.

Jewel 07/19/19
Jewel 07/17/19

-follows-

Katherine Murray 07/17/19 Katherine. -toddles off-
Katherine Murray 07/15/19 Nope.
-smiles brightly-
-waves-
See you around.
Jewel 07/15/19 -again, closes space-
You keep saying that..
It's just that I'm not confident you truly mean that.
Jewel 07/15/19 That reminds me of my Saturday night.
-lingers-
-keeps close-
-never moves-
Katherine Murray 07/15/19 -just keeps staring-
-will not be out stared-
Jewel 07/15/19 -pokes-
-prods-
-hovers-
Jewel 07/15/19 -stalks harder-
Jewel 07/15/19 -stalks-
Katherine Murray 07/15/19 -stares-
-is probably working on making strangers uncomfortable-
Jewel 07/15/19 But..but..
I already put in my application!
-scoffs-
You know what? I'm just going to take that as you would love me around in rude frenchmen talk.
Jewel 07/13/19 "Oh. Ooohhh.. nothing, really. You're just entertaining. You're like one of those rude slash hateful typical frenchmen you see on t.v. I'm impressed. I could watch you talk to people aaalllllll day."
Mackenzie 07/05/19 "Oh, you sweet thing," Mackenzie practically coos as she steps forward and just past him, counting on him to follow. "Buying is a strong word."

Grinning, she beckons with a single finger her invitation. Mackenzie isn't precisely concerned about whether or not he does join her. This Bishop will do as he pleases. "I take what I want. And I'm f-cking starved."
Mackenzie 06/30/19 "Your home sounds... boring," She would frown, tilting her head as she waits and watches. What a process. This guy is about as dramatic as a high cat. Finally, he speaks, and she is about to withdraw when she gets a handful of.. gross. Luckily, she isn't easily put off. As if proving her point, she gives a firm shake. "THE Bishop? Wants to drink my wine?

"Color me charmed." Wrinkling her nose, she withdraws, wiping her hand at the fabric of her jeans. "Tell you what. No wine, but.. plenty of fresh snacks."
Shadwyn Drake 06/30/19 Welcome to the coven! The house of cranky pants!
Jewel 06/29/19 He was the embodiment of the 'typical' frenchmen that she has ever imagined. Standing there in awe as she gawked at him. "Wow." Was all she could manage. "I only saw one of you in the movies before.." Just couldn't wait a second longer for him to respond in some way that would typically would turn a stranger the other way. It was amusing.
Mackenzie 06/28/19 "Keep them away?" Mackenzie can't help but grin, taking a step closer as she watches him go about attempting to rid himself of his camouflage. "I'm sure you understand that such a thing attracts certain.. individuals." With that, she places a hand over her heart. "Such as myself."

That same hand is extended, an offering of introduction, mess included. "Mackenzie. Don't worry, I'm not here to woo you. Though I do wonder how you feel about kidnapping."
Dessa Chambers 06/28/19 Dessa smiled and bowed her head slightly, "No need to apologize, my dear. Je m'appel Dessa." Her New York accent probably butchering the beautiful language, but considering she lived in Paris, she had been trying to learn the native language.

She out stretched a gloved hand. It may have been summer, but her skin was quite cool and to some it caused them pain so she tried to be considerate. "If you're ever in search of a home, I have a beautiful Manse in the 12th arrondissement of Paris." Dessa held out a card that had The Menagerie embossed on it, along with the address. "If you would like to see the place, show that to the guards. They'll contact me and I can show you around."
Mackenzie 06/28/19 Mackenzie squints, and then squints harder, but only for a split second. "Messy, aren't you?"

She likes messy.
Geoffrey Drake 06/27/19 Welcome to the Realm!
Jewel 06/27/19 It just so happened that the Realm was over stocked in the female sex. There was no ulterior motive behind her welcome. Jewel was not hunting for a new beau.. or a tasty treat. She preferred those with untainted souls and it seemed he was all out.

"Good. Perhaps you'll even enjoy it here. Don't let all the ladies get to your head. We like to eat, too."

Kyla 06/27/19 The small woman's already good posture straighted further as she drew herself up in a way one of old noble birth might. Then, in direct contrast to the casual summer attire, she offered a formal curtsy in return, and managed to make it appear elegant instead of silly.

Gold flecked green eyes sparkled with mischief. "Bonne chance à toi. Ce n'est pas un endroit pour les faibles de cœur. Je suis Kyla, au fait."
Jewel 06/27/19 Welcome to the Realm. Stay awhile.
Kyla 06/27/19 *laughs softly*
De rien.
Dessa Chambers 06/27/19 Welcome to the Realm!
Kyla 06/27/19 Welcome to the Realm.
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