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Post by Maurice on Feb 21, 2009 10:37:12 GMT -5
This town of Cold Creek is a weird one, to say the least. Maurice has barely been here a month and has felt a change in the air. He's personally been debating whether to go back to New York or just say screw America, Italy's better. Because damn...
His balls have never felt this icey before.
``Ah... bartender, I cans has another ... what you call dis? Appletini?`` Can't knock it till you try it.
Waiting for the new glass, he'd swirl in his chair a moment, takin' in the sights. Lots of Lycans and Weres, this town's swimming with them, to say the least.
Could be fun, but as the new pup in town, he's been hesitant to approach the locals, despite his go-getter attitude. Say the wrong thing, they'll fuckin' kill you son.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 22, 2009 21:59:24 GMT -5
“Hey,” Cass flashed a winning smile at the newcomer, plopping down in the empty stool next to him. “My friends and I are having an argument and I was wondering if you could help us out.”
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Post by Maurice on Feb 24, 2009 2:05:03 GMT -5
``Allo.`` A smile spread onto Maurice's lips, ``Of course, was you need help with?`` He looked over to where he assumed she had been sitting. This could be fun. Or potentionally fatal. Like end result matters anyway.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 24, 2009 16:33:17 GMT -5
“Your accent,” Cass paused, turning around to stick out her tongue at Frank. “Where’re you from?”
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Post by Maurice on Feb 24, 2009 17:49:37 GMT -5
``I'm from..ah... around Lugo, Italy. It is one of the inland cities,`` he took a sip of his appletini. ``It is thick, have not been in America long. As you say... ah... Fresh from the boat?``
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 24, 2009 18:06:39 GMT -5
“Ha!” Cass gloated, shooting a triumphant look at Frank who groaned and rolled his eyes as he approached the two. “Told you, pay up.”
“No way,” Frank frowned slightly, standing behind Cassie. “Lemme see your passport.”
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Post by Maurice on Feb 24, 2009 18:36:53 GMT -5
He laughed, ``I do not has a passport on me! That would be so very unwise. I do has my Italian ID. Much safer, you think?`` As proof, he'd pull out his wallet and flip it open proving that indeed he does have an Italian ID.
``Though, you had to question? I thoughts my Italian charm would be proof enoughs!``
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 24, 2009 19:29:54 GMT -5
“Ignore him,” Cass suggested, holding out her hand. “I’m Cassie.”
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Post by Maurice on Feb 24, 2009 21:11:50 GMT -5
He took her hand into his and gave it a quick shake (good boy have a biscuit). ``Maurice. It is a pleasure to meet you.`` Despite Cass's warning to ignore Frank, Maurice turned to him. ``And you is...?``
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 24, 2009 21:26:58 GMT -5
“Frank,” He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.
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Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Feb 24, 2009 22:41:15 GMT -5
"Cassie I.... got your drink..." Xander panted, having just run to the apartment and back to get Cassie the watermelon smirnoff they didn't have at the bar. He noticed Maurice and scowled slightly, draping his arm around Cass' shoulders in a definite claim. "Who's your friend here, baby?"
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 25, 2009 2:18:17 GMT -5
“Xand,” Cass grinned widely, leaning back and wrapping her arms around his neck for an awkward hug before slipping the Smirnoff out of his hand. “He’s Maurice.”
“Hey, lover boy,” Frank grumbled, feeling rather ignored. “Where’s my drink?”
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Post by Maurice on Feb 25, 2009 2:43:29 GMT -5
``Allo, it is nice to meet you all.`` Maurice finished off his appletini, then held out his hand to Xander. ``I feel very... ah...what is de word... welcomed?``
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Post by Jack Lupus on Feb 25, 2009 16:14:07 GMT -5
Cass elbowed Xand lightly for not shaking Maurice’s hand but grinned steadily at Maurice. “How long have you been here?”
Frank growled, stomping off the slouch into the chair next to Patience. “Fuckers.”
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Post by silver45 on Feb 27, 2009 20:21:44 GMT -5
Peter entered the bar, sulking as he slid into his seat. His dad had burned all twenty-seven of his fake ids and he had to content himself with a Coke and fries.
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Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Mar 5, 2009 6:15:41 GMT -5
"Too long..." Xander grumbled to himself, crossing his arms and sulking
"Yes." Patience smirked. 'We are."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 5, 2009 10:57:32 GMT -5
“Puppy,” Cass chided, smoothing down his hair. “Be nice.”
Frank growled playfully and launched at her, bad mood dispelled.
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Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Mar 5, 2009 11:06:47 GMT -5
"I AM being nice." Xander insisted
Patience let out a tiny shriek, trying to get away from him
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 5, 2009 11:13:06 GMT -5
“I’d hate to see you being mean,” Cass rolled her eyes.
“C’mere, bunny,” Frank smirked, groping at her to pull her against him.
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Post by Evlyn Montgomary on Mar 5, 2009 16:21:59 GMT -5
"Yeah, you would." Xander grinned slightly
Patience giggled and squirmed, trying to esacpe
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