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    1. Major Ursa 12 yrs ago

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6 yrs ago
Current Wow, it’s been so long...
10 yrs ago
Wifi was down, what'I miss?
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10 yrs ago
:D *trying exponentially harder not too be dead*
10 yrs ago
Still alive, kind of. The wifi hasn't been great to where I wanted it. Either this laptop is connecting and I make my posts tomorrow, or I'm going to the library to make some RP posts.
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10 yrs ago
Again, sorry if I've been running slow...a whole other, months long RP was just shut down, nd that was kind of depressing.

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Can't post till I'm sure about who is where, or at least till next time skip...

Any who, not sure if my two new characters should be from the US or Canada...

...
*flails*
DX
Also, if it wasn't obvious, Karl meant getting poked by Callum's...
Lol...and now, we wait...
*rolls around on da ground cutely*
:3 <(ferret power~!)
Wave-length, bby~!
P; <( <3 )
Callum: @///@
Eika: OAO
Karl: 3u3 <("Hee hee...I'm a sleepy lump...") *long yawns before passing out again*
Callum: @///@ <(...oh thank gods...)
Eika: OAO <(...haaah...!)
Both: *return to dah ticklings*
Karl isn't tickled...but you guise did manage to wake him up?
:D
For a good while, the big sleepy vampire enjoyed thumb sucking, cuddling and actually sleeping...but...deep in the middle of his sleep, he felt like he was being lightly poked and nudged awake, something tickling his side. Loosening his hold, Karl scooted up into a sitting position, rubbing the sleep from his eyes in a tired manner with the back of his hands, yawning widely. "Mmmm...what do, mmm...you need?"

Muttering half asleep, his eyes weren't open yet, he turned to Callum, "Why, mmm...why were you poking me...?" Pausing for a moment, he scratching his side before turning slightly to Eika, eyes still very much closed in a half-sleep manner, "Mmmm...you were...nudging me too...?" Stretching his arms out a bit, Karl let out a yawn before giving them both a goofy smile, blinking his tired eyes.
Sorry, a bit blocked...any who, Gavin came alone with only two guards. Should his own father have come? If so, I could add that he'd come in at a slightly later time...?
Sitting in the back seat, Gavin played with the small engagement ring. It was a simple one with a small ruby, rather different from the ones that were going to be advertised in a handful of years' time, diamond engagement rings. They were throwing a lot of money at that cartel, but they seemed to know what they were doing. A gold ring...with a very rare but small ruby. Holding it up to the light coming through his window, took to enjoying a nice cigar (which was quickly lit by one of his men) and pondering the future thoughtfully. Rarely was there a moment to think to himself, ah, speak of the devil.

The car pulled up to the casino, and the door was opened for him to step out. Many of this family's henchmen were up and about, guarding the area at all fronts like loyal dogs...but Gavino brought his own dogs. Since this was meeting his soon to be fiancé, it'd be a show of both distrust and disrespect if he brought a score of his men. So, the correct thing (which he did) was to only bring the two he could trust with his life. Flanking his right was a mob enforcer who owed Gavin's father his life, and the man flanking his left was a childhood friend turned trusted lackey. Even if there was funny business afoot, he knew he'd come away with his life at the very least.

Respectfully, he alternated between nodding, smiling, and tipping his fedora (a special smile and the tipping of a hat to the ladies), before stepping into the casino. Quiet clear, and quiet obvious both a fancy and new establishment...he could quiet like a place like this. In his head, Gavin was almost imagining what this sort of joint would be like when it was filled with people. It was then, looking around, that he noticed the Marcello family's boss, his future in-law.
It'll all be recorded, and used to judge the characteristics of the slave based on action and reaction to being cuddled by him...
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