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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Tas’s Apartment >> Lobby >> Her room >> Dom’s room
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Tas, Murphy [@Lady Amalthea], Dom [@Xtreme]
[b]Time/Date:[/b] Late Afternoon/August 1st, 2016
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Smiling at her, Cera handed the ice and towels over letting Tas take care of herself as she was more than capable considering she was a doctor. Her gratitude was nice, Cera knew Tas wasn’t as cold as she seemed on the surface. [color=9B6EB3]“No problem, glad t’help out.”[/color] Shifting to lean against the wall on her right shoulder, Cera listened to Tas’s tale of spelunking and heroism. It left her mouth hanging slightly agape as she stared in wonder at the woman before her. Cera definitely had a newfound respect for Tas and for Dom after hearing that tale. 

[color=9B6EB3]“Wow… Tha’ is both terrifyin’ and amazin’. Ye really went above and beyond, both of ye did.”[/color] Smiling wide, Cera looked between the two as they began their usual banter and she chuckled quietly to herself in her usual manner. It was a shame that Tas couldn’t go out with everyone tonight, it would have been nice to see her outside of the hotel in a social setting some more but there was no way she could handle walking on that leg for long.

Cera started when Murphy asked if she wanted to hitch a ride with him. Had she heard him correctly? Her eyes widened like a deer in headlights and she gaped at him for a second, unsure if she could even remember how to talk. What the hell was wrong with her?! She gave herself a mental kick in the backside and coughed, clearing her throat as best she could. It probably would’ve worked if he hadn’t then leaned in close to her ear to whisper to her.

Her body physically shivered and her neck crinkled in on itself as she felt his fingers brushing her hair back. That definitely tickled. She felt like it took forever for her body to stop being frozen in shock but it really wasn’t any time at all. Blinking rapidly, Cera quickly licked her lips, swallowed the lump in her throat and gave a light nod until she could get the words out. [color=9b6eb3]“Y-yeah, that’d be swell!”[/color] Her eyes widened even more and she had to stop herself from cursing aloud. [i][color=9b6eb3]Who ‘eh hell even says swell anymore?! Fuck sake, Cera, get a fuckin’ grip woman![/color][/i] 

No sooner had she gained her senses back, Murphy had thrown his arm around her shoulder and swiftly guided her out of the room. Cera threw out a quick [color=9b6eb3]“Bye Tas! Feel better soon!”[/color] before Murphy closed the door behind them as he started to chuckle. She shook her head incredulously and chuckled a little with him. Her eyes lingered on his face a moment too long before she found her words once more. [color=9b6eb3]“So ye playin’ match maker then? Also when did ye get a bike? I thought Owen was the only one tha’ had one in ‘eh hotel?”[/color] Cera folded her arms across her chest and grinned at Murphy before she began to make her way downstairs, Murphy walking along beside her. 

As they reached the ground floor and stood outside Cera’s now broken front door she groaned. [color=9b6eb3]“Gonna have t’get Desh t’fix this… Bloody Marc, I swear t’fuckin’ god.”[/color] She opened the door and looked at the havoc within. That damn goat was the biggest headache she’d dealt with since she’d moved here. Her day had just gotten worse and worse so far, hopefully tonight would be better. She turned to Murphy and gave a warm, albeit bashful, smile. [color=9b6eb3]“Right, I’m gonna get this place cleaned up ‘nd then I’ll pop in next door t’get Dom to bring Tas her dinner. Can ye get Marc to come by when he’s done gettin’ every man ‘nd their dog to come out tonight please? I’ll see ye at dinner later before we all go out.”[/color] She patted his shoulder lightly as way of farewell and made her way into her room. [color=9b6eb3][i]Well [b]that[/b] wasn’t awkward [b]at all[/b], Cera, well done. Ye jus’ patted a cute guy on ‘eh shoulder instead of doin’ somethin’ slightly seductive like lightly brushing his hand or arm or somethin’. Ye god damn mess, woman![/i][/color]

Heading into her room, Cera closed the door and started to gently bang her head on the wall. Kicking herself for not taking the perfect opportunity to flirt with Murphy. It was when some dust started raining down from above her that she stopped and then quickly popped her head out from her door and called out to Murphy one last time. [color=9b6eb3]“And if ye see Desh can ye send him my way please?! Thaaaanks!”[/color] She let her gratitude ring out like a song before she ducked back inside her room and got to tidying up the mess that Mr. Clops had left in his wake. She’d buy Marc a drink for getting the goat out her room but he’d also ruined her door so, it was pretty evens right now. She’d curse him out once he was done organising tonight.

Once her room was sorted, Cera went into her fridge and found that there were two whole lemon slices left in her Tupperware box. That was fortunate. Transferring them into a smaller tub, Cera made her way out of her room and walked to Dom’s door. She lightly tapped her knuckles against the wood of the door and waited for his answer, the box with the lemon slices in her other hand.
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Best Exotic Hotel: Courtyard
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Areum [@Salrynn], Murphy [@Lady Amalthea]
[b]Time/Date:[/b] Late Afternoon/August 1st, 2016
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Marc was ecstatic that everyone seemed to be in the mood to go out tonight. He still had to ask a few people but he hadn’t interacted with Owen much and he didn’t know where he was right now. He hadn’t spoken to Dom much, Cera’s neighbour, so he didn’t feel right asking him. Then there was Tas, he’d saw Murphy man handling her so she might not be the most approachable right now, he’d just ask Murphy to invite her along because Marc really wasn’t in any mood to get growled at. He was too happy to deal with that kind of thing right now.

He nodded at Alcander as he left to go upstairs, that guy was odd. Marc wasn’t sure what to make of him. Ananya’s reaction had seemed a little off to Marc too but hey, they both agreed to come out so that was something! At least his little fireball buddy Areum was excited for tonight. He could always count on her to be in the mood to party, just like Murphy. Except minus the alcohol. When Areum mentioned planning the night he grinned. [color=2b942b]“Right you are! But wait, there’s something on your face!”[/color] Marc ducked down to eye level with her and leaned in really close before kissing her right cheek and scooping her up in a friendly hug. 

He spun her around lightly once before placing her back down on her feet gently. His face was glowing with a mischievous smile. [color=2b942b]“Sorry, I couldn’t resist! You’re just too adorable.”[/color] He started to laugh again before his eyes wandered to the entrance of the courtyard and his face split into a happy grin as he waved energetically. [color=2b942b]“Hey Murph! How’s Tas? ”[/color] He might feel like she didn’t like him, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t concerned that she’d just been knocked flying by Mr. Clops. He could be concerned [i]and[/i] piss himself laughing at the ridiculousness of it after all.
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