The ordeal went down, and Gracelyn, in her slightly buzzed state, rolled her eyes with reckless abandon. Her eyes would look like they were popping out, with how high they went. The argument went on. Gracelyn didn't care who was arguing at this point, she must enjoyed the hilarious banter. In front of their eyes, maybe they hadn't noticed, she started lip syncing them all, making her own words up as well. It made it more interesting for sure. The argument ended and she let Jericho stomp off without going to talk to him. Let the babies have their alone time and all that. Making sure no one else was near to hear, she walked over to Duncan and whispered in his ear.

[Color=lime]"What a bunch of babies eh?
 At least some of us are sensible enough not to argue in front of the whole group. Oh well. No use for those who haven't already cried over spilt milk to cry over it. By the way. Tell me what to do in the morning."[/color]

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Today was the big day for sure. Gracelyn sharpened her sickles down to an edge, making sure each situational blade was ready to go. As well as if the two children didn't knock their shit off she would knock it off for them. Free of charge. Discount on the house. She stepped out into the main area where everyone was gathering, stretching herself out.