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[u]Location[/u]: Churchhill Gardens, 5B (House Mayhem)

[u]Interacting with[/u]: Liam [@Dusk] and Awkward Turtle [@Skelace]
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Honest to a fault. The Dhampire told her far more than the Fae expected to learn today. All her information danced around the truth while he went full throttle. She was going to go in more detail later like tonight for dinner, but perhaps she should reschedule her full disclosure for earlier. Hm, interesting. [i]Interesting, indeed[/i]. 

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[b]Mr. Liam Woodsworth, Elliot for emergencies[/b]
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[*] A lot of vampy qualities + short life = Dhampire, right? Or a really weak ass vampire. Never met either regardless. It'll be kinda neat learning about him and his roots.
[*] Ask about his knowledge on Fae when there's time. Should I be cautious? Pending evaluation. 
[*] He's 'enjoying' life with drugs but is not an 'addict'. Observe habits. Come to own conclusions. Probable intervention.
[*] Makes music - hopefully [i]good[/i] music. If he gets too loud, deal with it accordingly. 
[*] Understanding. I like that. 
[*] Broke - Meh, NBD
[*] "...As long as you buy the replacements" = Obviously, doesn't know who I am. 
[*] "Friend with connections" = possible cop? Be wary.
[*] BEST INTERNET. WIN.[/list]
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Glancing at the terrarium where the lizard resided in and then returning her piercing gaze towards Liam, her lips pulled up ever so slightly-- wicked yet welcoming. For the most part, her face was imperturbable and eyes, now showing her shades of blue, was as sharp as a stalactite. Eternity evaluated him like a hawk leering at a small creature. Even though her roommate was taller than her, somehow she carried herself like she was shatterproof resistant. Or at least, that's how the woman wanted to be perceived. Perhaps, at times she was unapproachable and that's why she didn't have many... or any... friends. Life was a cruel mistress and the skeptical Fae made sure people saw the crystal spikes on her ice, cold wall. But for those, who truly took the time to look at her, Ettie was simply a vibrant woman with frozen chains around her heart. 

Too bad she's pushed all those, who attempted to get close with her, away. This would be the first time she'd be living with someone other than herself, so that could definitely effect her 'terrible-making-friends' record. At the minimum, Liam and her would have to learn to tolerate each other. 

The woman contemplated how much she should share with her roomie later on today. If he truly did have a short lifespan, what did she have to lose? 

Before he went in to hug her, she chuckled, "[color=darkolivegreen]I fully support divorce. Alimony should be for everyone.[/color]" As they hugged, the fae coolly joked, "[color=darkolivegreen]But don't you worry, Squeaks will love me by then.[/color]" Pulling away from the hug, she watched him go to the astray. As he did so, Ettie partially inhaled the smoke and moved her tongue toward the back of her throat making a "O" shape. When he looked at her again, she pushed out a ring of smoke toward his young looking face, slowly and humorously. 

"[color=darkolivegreen]Don't hurt yourself too much, [i]Roomie[/i].[/color]"

When he headed toward the door, she went to the astray and stubbed her cigarette out, leaving the poison stick behind. Making her way to the door, there was yet another new face. 

[color=00a651]“What the hell, isssalll ack… um [sub]this?[/sub]”[/color]

Leaning against the edge of the door's archway, she assessed the man but in a quicker fashion (since she didn't want moving in to take all day). Based on how Liam lived, Ettie wanted to assume he didn't have many friends. This bearded man before her being the exception. Was he the 'friend with connections' guy? Of course, she shouldn't assume but for now that would be her theory until proven wrong. 

These men were like two peas in a pod, at least when it came to their fashion sense. The darker haired man in particular definitely gave off that intelligent vibe. Though she wouldn't doubt Liam was smart as well, just a smart man who was on death row. There might be a chance her roommate was a smartass too, but only time would tell. 

"[color=darkolivegreen]Hey Handsome! I like your hair. Reminds me of mine when I don't product the shit out of it. Either way, call me Ettie for now. We'll do longer intros and sing kumbaya after I'm settled in. Since you're here, you might as well help! We have a beautiful storm to beat~[/color]" Not really caring about the fact that he was a complete stranger, she pulled him from leaning against the wall and brought him into a gentle embrace, "[color=darkolivegreen]It's nice to meet you![/color]" 

She was too distracted to notice him dying of embarrassment. With that, she chirped to her workers (ALL her workers), "[color=darkolivegreen]Lets get to work Boys![/color]" Before she strutted off to get her things out of the car, she turned to her roommate and his friend, "[color=darkolivegreen]I'll buy dinner![/color]" That was not an offer, but a rewarding demand.