Lottie wrinkled her nose as the images of a cow getting blown to bits. She felt her stomach turn, and start to bubble; she could feel everything that was within her stomach start to come up. "Honey, please stop... all this talk about cows getting blown up is making me is making me sick to my stomach." She groaned, her hand laying over her stomach. She tried to make the sickening feeling go away, the last thing she wanted was for everything she'd gotten down to come back up. After taking a few breaths through her nose and out her mouth the feeling subsided. "Y-yes... I have my knife. I can't carry my katana, so you better believe I am going to carry my knife." She muttered, she didn't didn't completely trust these people so she didn't know who could be listening. She had to watch what she said.

Scarlett happened to look up from putting on her lingerie when he passed by the mirror that was in front of her. Catching his wink, she held in the urge to roll her eyes and simply flashd him a smile. Now in her lingerie she sat at her vanity mirror she did her makeup. It wasn't much, and she didn't wear it all the time. She only wore it only on special get together's, at first she didn't think about putting makeup on. Since it had been so long since she'd last wore it, but Deanna had gotten her back into it. Once her hair and makeup were done she went to her bed and got her dress and slipped it on, along with her shoes. Once she looked good enough to her own liking she left the house and started walking for Deanna.

Bambi glanced over at Jason and shook her head. Jason was always 'hungry' it seemed, but not the kind that had to do with food. Grinning, she looked ahead if she hadn't been the one to cook most of the food she could have just walked. She couldn't carry all she cooked over there though, so it was car they used. Bambi was tired beyond belief, but she pushed through it; there was time to sleep once the party was over.

((I'll reply to the others later, got somethings i got to take care of.))

7/13/2015 #121 Report

Harley stood in the bathroom trimming her hair to it's normal length, and style that she kept it in now. She'd recently dyed it again, after almost two years of not having it dyed. It wasn't that she didn't have the things to dye it with. She had all her things from the salon with her in her bags. It was just she didn't have a chance until now. What with all the running and trying to keep alive she just didn't have time. Her hair was back to the classic 'black' she had it dyed to before, and it was in the short style like always. What she heard Noah call out to her, she glanced into the mirror at the door. When he didn't come she called back to him, thinking he might have already left. "Have fun, at the party."

Once she had her hair to her liking, she stripped and changed into something knew. She decided on a simple black tank-top, and a pair of ripped jeans. Most all of her 'good' jeans, had a few rips in them by now. She slipped on her boots, and grabbed her leather jacket. Even though she had a good layer of clothes on she still felt naked... She knew why, she'd felt like this since they'd come here, and she had to give up her machete. She'd fought against it, hard, but in the end she handed it over. Letting out a heavy sigh she left the house and headed for Aaron and Eric's house.

Juliet noticed Jessie, her husband, and her sons walk in. As soon as Dakota had seen the boys he wiggled out of her arms and ran off to the boys. She watched with a small smile on her lips as he pulled the youngest of the boys off to play, while the older boy went off with some of his friends. The older of the two was in his teens, so she knew he just be in that stage where he didn't want to be playing with little kids. Juliet got up out of the chair and headed over to Jessie. The two had gotten to be close friends since she and her family had come to the community. The two young mothers walked off chatting happily with each other while their sons played happily.

John waved lazily back to Troy as the fighter walked off. He drank his beer as he walked off in a corner to watch the party. He watched as his daughter walked off with the pretty little blond woman she'd became friends with. John had hit on the woman a few times, but she didn't bund; saying that she was married, a mother, all that happy shit. That didn't stop him from staring at her tight ass as Jessie and his daughter walked off.

Roxy had spotted Desmond off by himself, like normal. When he gave her a small nod she grinned back at him waving back. She had to admit he was a handsome man, but there were a lot of handsome men in this community she had noticed. She liked Desmond, he'd just never hinted at wanting to be anything other than somewhat friends. Desmond had left her thought when she spotted a handsome guy walk by her. Her eyes watched the handsome random man walk by her and Falen. Once he walked into another room she looked back at Falen and grinned.

"Come on Fal, I am sure you could find some handsome man." She purred hip bumping her friend.

"Rox, I told you I am not here to find a hook-up. I am here to meet new people." Falen said with an eyeroll.

When Falen had spotted Roxy look back at Desmond, then quickly look away. Falen smiled, it looked like Roxy had an eye for someone. "Mmm... looks like you have an eye for a certain someone." Falen giggled.

"What?! I'm afraid I don't know what your talking about..." Roxy tried to play it off, but Falen knew her better than that.

Val hummed a low but sweet tune to herself as she walked into the room that had all the drinks in it. She grabbed her a glass of whatever they had out to drink. Then pulled out her bottle vodka from her purse and mixed some into her drink then slipped it back in her purse. Now with her drink the way she liked she started to walk around. She spotted a man she felt like she knew. Normally she was good with faces... but this one she couldn't place.

Lottie closed her eyes pushing her face into his hand, she loved his touch. When she felt a small turn in her stomach, looked at Michael looking up into his handsome gaze. "When we go to the party I think we need to have a talk with that doctor they have here. I'd like to get examined properly, make sure the baby is growing alright." She told him rubbing her small baby bump gently.

Scarlett let out a small sigh staring up at the colorful sky, the sun hadn't set just yet and he lite the sky with many a colors. It didn't take very long to get to Deanna's. When she walked in she was all smiles. Waving to this one and that one, nodding, and saying 'good evening'. She went right back to Deanna's office, she knocked once and opened the door. She had planned on just informing Deanna she was here. "Deanna, I'm here..." She told the woman.

"Scarlett, come in please." Deanna said as soon as her eyes landed on Scarlett.

"What's wrong?" Scar asked as she walked in, she knew there must be something since Deanna normally just smiled and told her to go have fun when she made her arrival known.

She closed the door and walked in standing in front of the desk waiting for Deanna to start talking.

Bambi couldn't help but smile and nod. "I believe so too, but it's nothing compared to the parties the playboy mansion used to host." Bambi informed him shaking her head. She liked parties as much as the next person, but not all the time. These parties they through were nothing compared to the mansion's parties.

7/14/2015 #123 Report

It took Harley a few minutes to get to Aaron and Eric's house. She didn't want to be here, she rather have her gun and be out hunting, or with her fishing pole fishing at a lake. She would rather be anywhere but behind these walls. The good thing was in a few days she was going to head back out to look for possible new members. She would only have to be behind these walls for a few more days. Once she arrived at Aaron and Eric's she rand her fingers through her short hair, before balling her hand into a fist and knocking loudly on the wooden door. Then crossing her arms under her bust, waiting.

Roxy and Falen were talking quietly to one another. In the corner of Falen's eye she could see Desmond and Troy heading over to them. As soon as she spotted the two handsome men coming their way she nudged Roxy, "Looks like lover boy and his friend are heading our way." She teased referring to Desmond as 'lover boy'. Roxy glanced over trying not to seem nervous, and spotted the two.

When the two men finally stopped in front of the two women, and Desmond introduced Roxy to Troy the woman nodded smiling warmly at him. "Nice to meet you, I knew I recognized you as well." She agreed.

Falen stood beside her friend quietly while Desmond introduced Roxy to his friend. She knew she'd seen him somewhere, she believed he was a model as well. She still didn't say much just silently smiled and watched them knowing that Roxy would introduce her soon enough. Her dark eyes moved to look at the man she now knew as Troy, she spotted him checking her out then greet her. "Hello." She nodded.

Roxy glanced over at Falen then at Desmond and Troy, "Desmond, Troy, this is Falen, you might recognize her, dancer/actress, and model."

When the man said he thought he knew her the first thing came to mind was, he could either be someone from the mob, or someone that had interfered in with the mob. He could know her brother? That may have been where they knew each other, because she felt like she knew him as well. "I feel the same, like I have seen you somewhere..." The Russian trailed off, while she ran her fingers through her raven curls.

7/16/2015 #125 Report

When Aaron said the name 'Daryl', Harley's heart went tight within her chest. It almost felt like it stopped beating, for a second at least. That was when she had to slap herself, mentally. The name Daryl wasn't an uncommon name. Chances were, it wasn't her brother. 'Get a grip Harley, it's not Daryl. You haven't found him or Merle, yet. What makes you think he would end up in the same place as you, now?' She had to tell herself. She calmed herself down, by taking a few silent deep breaths. She then started heading for the dining room, while looking around the homey looking surroundings. She was still trying to get used to the beautiful houses, something Harley wasn't used to. Narrowing her bright blue irises she stepped into the dinning room. She didn't bother to take a good look at the man in the room, she just wanted to eat her food and get this night over. "Aaron said ta come in here and meetcha. Names Harley..." She introduced herself leaning against the door frame picking at her nail bits.

Roxy looked over at Desmond, a small smile crossed her lips. Roxy had been changing slowly, since this whole thing started. At the beginning she was still her bitchy self, still not believing what was going on. She went through different changes, like she was sure most people had done. At one time she was closed in and rarely talked to anyone. Now she was in the middle, she wasn't THAT bitchy, but she wasn't a closed in person. Roxy blushed slightly while looking him over before her eyes stopped to look into his again. "Thank you, you look nice too."

Falen watched the two of them, silently. They reminded her of school kids. It amused her to say the least. Roxy wasn't that much of a shy person, but it was so cute how when she got around Desmond she became this shy girl. The dancer looked over at Troy and nodded while leaning in to whisper back. "I think Roxy has a crush on your friend as well."

"Mob boss." She answered back while she sipped on her own drink, as if she'd said she was a preschool teacher or something. Clearly she wasn't ashamed of her business. "I'm Valentina Babinski." She told him, when he'd told her his name it was kinda jogging her memory. "Yes, I heard about you on the world news." The Russian woman nodded, now remembering they'd talked about him on the Russian world news once or twice. They'd talked about his bank robbing.

9/11/2015 #127 Report

Lottie shrugged, she had no right to agree with it. She felt as long as he treated her and her unborn baby good, she wouldn't complain. It wasn't like there was a group of doctors to choose from anymore. She looked up at the sky as the warm heat from the setting sun hit her body. It had been so long since she'd actually enjoyed the weather. "As long as he is good to the baby and I, I'm fine." She told her husband.

9/17/2015 #129 Report

Daryl could hear someone walk in behind him but he wasn't one for manners so he didn't see the need in turning around, instead kept examining the wall in front of him. Although once he herd the person speak, and introduce themselves he frowned, it couldn't be. He thought he'd lost his family, turning around slowly the man narrowed his eyes at the figure at the doorframe. "Har." Daryl managed to get out, relief and shock clear on his usually blank features as he got in gear and started to make his way over to her as quickly as he could. As soon as he reached her, his arms were around her in an instant. "Where the fuck you been?" He demanded lightly, the fact that was happy was clear in his voice as he hugged her tightly.

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Desmond's lips turned up at the corners as he stopped to glance down at himself as she did. "I wear this stuff all the time...not this exact stuff but usually." He stuttered slightly, mentally punching himself for sounding like an idiot. He didn't stutter or smile, he made a habit not to but here he was acting like some nervous school kid around a crush. "But thanks." He added, looking back up and holding eye contact with her, the small smile still intact.

The UFC fighter had to stifle a small laugh at his friends reaction, he was so clueless about everything. The other man didn't know how to reply to compliments or even talk to people politely and Troy found it hilarious to say the least. "Look at 'em, it's like a scene from a fucking rom com." He chuckled lightly, stopping as Desmond sent a glare towards him.

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"Interesting. Russian mob?" Leon asked, although it came out like more of a statement since it was fairly obvious but there's always a chance he could be wrong. "I've herd that name before. Babinski, vodka warehouse's and I think an art gallery."He asked, raising an eyebrow he'd been to Russia a few times in his life, all for heists but he had been around the country and seen some things. Of course it could be a coincidence but it was something. "And amongst other illegal things." He added. Finishing the last of his drink, Leon smiled cheekily. "News, huh? Heists? Also, it's nice to meet you."

9/25/2015 . Edited 9/25/2015 #131 Report

Michael wrapped his arm around her shoulder tighter and leaned in, kissing her forehead. Lingering there for a moment he breathed out slowly before pulling away." Well, as much as I don't understand their life, it is nice we can at least see what life could have been like. Ya know if we were born on the one percent and had Ivy League education." Michael contained a laugh to himself as they passed people on the street." One we get an idea who these people are, decide who's going to be a problem and who is adaptable. Once we got control, we'll get our weapons back. You will be 'complete' once again. Until then, look pretty, not that you have much completion around her."

11/15/2015 #133 Report