GGG Most WANTED ~ CLOSED

[Nei1]

(( Just this one. ))  

[katana68]

She shut her laptop and leaned back on the couch, stretching her arms above her to un-kink the muscles in her shoulders. Finally finished with the week's bookkeeping and other mundane tasks, she looked around her quarters and wondered what to do next.

She felt almost as if she were in limbo...she hadn't heard from Franco since she last saw him in the bar and she lost her temper. rolleyes Infuriating man... stare Not to mention, she hadn't seen Hauk in a long time either. sweatdrop Was it bad that she thought of Franco before thinking of Hauk? confused

She sat and reflected on that for a moment, and mentally kicked herself. Hauk was a GOOD guy....was good to her. She shouldn't have any complaints....they were both busy people with demanding jobs. He was good about not putting demands on her time, or trying to be "the boss" in their relationship. But that didn't explain why she felt as if they were stagnant and had lost "the spark". confused

Her thoughts drifted to Franco almost unwillingly. That man had infuriated her from day one, but yet she was the only MW Lady that had seen the other side of him. The side that she doubted very many people saw. She wondered if he had even taken the time to read over the paperwork she had thrust at him that night when she lost her temper. rolleyes He had a knack of pushing her buttons and she wondered if he did it on purpose, just to get a rise out of her.

"Ugh, this isn't doing me any good, sitting around trying to figure this s**t out." She got up off the couch and grabbed her keys, planning on getting out of her quarters. After sending Kyle a text to let him know she'd be available via her phone, she grabbed her purse and headed out the back door. She got into the Lamborghini and opened the sunroof as the engine roared to life. It was a nice day for a drive, and maybe she could think over things while she enjoyed the crisp fall afternoon. 3nodding  

[SakuraTheBlueTiger]

Making her way into the bar, opting to use the door this time as she'd been running around on business of late using her recently discovered ability to portal at times, Sakura walks over to the shelf and selected a bottle of her favored drink then makes herself comfortable on one of the stools and stretches lazily then creates a crystal shot glass before her. She proceeds to fill the glass and downs the entire shot with a content flick of her tail and shudder of her wings before refilling the small glass. gaia_angelleft cat_4laugh gaia_angelright  

[SakuraTheBlueTiger]

Having finished her drink, Sakura get's up and returns the bottle back to it's place on the shelf and taking her glass to the sink, promptly washes the small object before taking one last look around the MW before slipping out before she's spotted, leaving via portal with an explosion of feathers gaia_angelleft cat_ninja gaia_angelright  

[katana68]

She had driven around all afternoon and stopped at a small restaurant on the lake for dinner before heading back to Geezerville. Even watching the setting sun while she ate didn't do much to help her thoughts. She still had no idea as to what she was going to do, but one more day, or week, for that matter, wasn't going to make that much of a difference.

Once she returned back to MW, she parked and went around to the front door, tossing her hat onto the bar and then made herself a pomegranate Cosmo. She went around to her usual seat at the bar and then rummaged in her purse for the pack of cloves she now kept in there. After pulling one out and lighting it, she took a deep drag and exhaled, and then took a sip of her Cosmo.  

[katana68]

First drink gone, she got up and made another and then returned to her seat. She re-lit the clove that had smoldered out and took another drag as she surfed the internet on her phone.  

[katana68]

Finished with her drink, she got up to rinse the glass and then made her way downstairs to her quarters to retire for the evening.  

[QuietStorm XII]

*Walks in the bar, notices no one and rubs a finished cig into a nearby desk

That SHOULD come out, should being the key phrase.

*Hops over the bar and picks up a bottle*

Tried it... next!

*Drops the bottle and picks up another*

Here's a good one... Geez made a mess, can't have that!

*Uses a few hand signals and conjures
a small ball of fire to evaporate the booze, leaves
the broken glass in place*

Touch broken glass with these hands. Please..

*Leaves the bar*

 

[Naamio]

Early this morning Franco and Beppe let themselves into Psyzapp's chambers from the outside entrance. Both absolutely exhausted from being up all night takin cares of "business", they find the nearest chaise lounges and lay out on them. Before either realize it they are passed out luggage and gun straps sprawled out all over the floor and over the back of the couches. Having no security clearance from the official channels with the MW ladies though, getting upstairs using the bookcase will prove to be most difficult once they awaken.  

[QuietStorm XII]

* Silently enters the bar and takes seat in a dark corner*

This will do.

 

[lady leko-chan]

*Ayami never even stirred this morn
Leko evil is being reborn*
*A mistresses intentions
through a demon vassal's core*
*a command is an order
that shan't be ignored*
*soon finds herself lurking over the elven bed*
*this time her feet
up where should be your head*
*floating there
a haunting delight*
*reaches down
his jawline in sight*
*turns his head to the right
tilts her too, his mark is bright.*
repent....
or this will never end....
*evil rises up again*
*pressure smacks to the right above his chin*
*the lady then vanishes back to her comma of power
when the mistress has business
not even the demons can have their private witching hour*  

[lady leko-chan]

((QSXII eek ))  

[QuietStorm XII]

* After a few moments of meditation, a few chants are spoken and I am teleported out of the bar *  

[katana68]

She entered the bar and headed straight for the espresso machine. She was in dire need of an upside down caramel machiatto, with an extra shot or two. wink After she had her caffeine jolt ready, she took a seat at the bar to go over her "to-do" list she wanted to get done while she was out for the afternoon.  

[Naamio]

Franco finally peels himself off the couch, immediately putting his hand to his forehead in anticipation of a pressure headache, but then recalls his night out was business not pleasure. He just smirks.
Ehh, Beppe. Yo!
tosses his gun holster across the room at Beppe's lounger
Hows about we's go ons up stairs and sees about dis place eh? I's bet at least one of dem donne will take real good cares of us.
Beppe squints open his eyes and starts to sit up
Yeah, sure boss. Sounds really nice, I'd love to meet your sister's "ladies" as she refers to them.
Beppe reaches he hands up over his head and stretches. Franco rolls up the sleeves of his shirt and checks his face quickly in a mirror and then two head out of Psyzapp's chambers to the main hall. Franco talks like he owns the place to Beppe, telling him of all the eccentricities and security features they have here.
Like dis wall 'ere for example, dats a book case on da other sides. emotion_dealwithit
But when Franco goes to pull the lever to activate it from this side, nothing happens. Pulls it repeatedly porco mondo!! Beppe soon sees a retinal scanner and points to it questionably. Ehh, looks like zitellona gots some real donne astute workin 'ere. Franco gives up on the lever and leads Beppe back to Psyzapp's chambers and out the door to the outside. The two walk all the way around to the favorite back entrance to the main bar and finally are present. cool Franco immediately spots the red headed primadonna and starts turning on the charm.
Ehh! Gatina! Yous know dat someones installato some kinds of molto tecnico device in mines false wall down stairs? Yous needs to work on getting Franco access to that nows, capire? cool We's plans on stickin arounds for a bit since zitellona can't capire chi vuole essere. SO Franco will also be needed some real personal like assistance in stockin up dat room. Some Cubans, vino Franco keeps listing off things, expecting that Katana has been taking each one down in dictation type noting.