Dinner with the "Crown" Family
December 19-20, 1999
Reese Faun: *slips inside through the massive doors, yawning*
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -shakes her head and laughs- You dont wanna know.
Jason St Augustine: Bakery...chef? *Tries to imagine FJQ fretting over tarts and pastries*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ~Kitchen~ So? What's everybody want?
Paul Stephens: "Sir, The fride is stocked "
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> The willingness to volunteer is a good start. and I'm sure your skill will be useful in any organization.
Dana Mackintosh: *comes down from the belltower, looks around for albert*
Albert Mowatt: *watches them wanting to laugh into his glass*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ((all men are in the kitchen))
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -thinks for a moment- Ummm.. well I dont know if I really have any 'skills' so to speak.. hence why I am a sophmore in college and still have no idea what I wanna major in.. -grins-
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Reese* Welcome.. ||| I would be interested in your thoughts.
Dana Mackintosh: *hears voices in the kitchen, heads thataway*
Reese Faun: *takes a pew near the back*
Finnuala Rosher: *Arrives back from the tower with a bold and fidgety fox holding a feather in his jaws.*
Dana Mackintosh: *sticks her head in the kitchen door*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..I am only making desert, some flan with Pie, more ginger bread cookiees ~Smiles, Last thing he baked awas gingerbread befroe arma left~
Reese Faun: DAISY: *looks up* Hi. *tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, sipping her coffee.*
Paul Stephens: -hands out flour, oil to jon, Hides the knives from Jason-
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> We all have to start somewhere.
Jason St Augustine: *Leans back and watches everything carefully. Wok, pastries...somebody is gonna have an upset stomach before this is over*
Albert Mowatt: *standing with his glass of water, wanting to smirk, keep the glass to his face*
Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at what she sees* You guys want any help?
Jason St Augustine: Paul...dude, yer getting yer saint Auggys mixed up. The missus is the one who's handy with a shiv.
Finnuala Rosher: Did all the men disappear?
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -she hesitates for a moment, watching Dana walk to the kitchen, then looks back at her- The other day I had a conversation with someone.. about.. things that go bump in the night, and how to protect yourself.. so.. I guess I was jumping to conclusions.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Jon throws the wok on the stove, grabs a wok spatula from the drawer*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he is an expert pastery chef, hell he was french and moves around Jon and Paul like he was born to the kitchen~
Dana Mackintosh: *this...~her~ family? Hmm...definately something to give serious thought to. Thinks she'd better call James in the morning*
Jason St Augustine: *Contemplates an appetizer*
Paul Stephens: -turns to JASON- "Sir, I've seen you with knives. Pick up a ladel and help with the vegetables"
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *takes the ingredients from Paul* Thanks. Does everyone want dessert? or am I making a meal?
Reese Faun: *vaguely uncomfortable, watching DAISY. Far enough gone that small-talk doesn't come naturally.*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~blinksa at Jon~ "Isn;'t is obvoios the pastery chef is making desert?
Daisy Mae Everson: Finnuala>> they are in the kitchen. ||| Jenson> Really. and you thought that wwe were like that? Things that go bump in the night..
Dana Mackintosh: Guess that's a no. *raises an eyebrow at Albert, as if asking him what's going on*
Albert Mowatt: *laughs silently watching this mess*
Jason St Augustine: *Oh damn, that's right. chuckles softly and edges around to start helping out with the veggies*
Finnuala Rosher: *Peers around the kitchen doorway at the magic happening, well, it's magic to her, as she cooks about as well as a fish rides a bicycle.*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~glances at Dana~ Get out .. ~not rough~ men only.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): FJQ> Of course sir, but I was inquiring if anyone wanted something in regards to the rest of a meal. Cook away Sir Chef.
Dana Mackintosh: *manages to leave before snorting in laughter. She walks towards Finn, still chuckling to herself*
Paul Stephens: -agast at Justin- "SIR!" -does how ever hustle DANA and FINNUALA out of the kitchen-
Albert Mowatt: *hops ot of the way of paul*
Reese Faun: *eyes the laughing people. Wonders who they're laughing at.*
Dana Mackintosh: *stops to hand Paul the bottle of Port* At least make the experience a little more easy on us all...
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -she does hesitate, then smiles- No of course not..
Paul Stephens: -he hands ALBERT a few bowls- "Was those. " - the command is unmistakeble-
Finnuala Rosher: *Backs away from Paul as if he were an oddity, but a friendly one.*
Jason St Augustine: *Takes a small handful of flour and blows it into Finn's face*
Paul Stephens: -takes the port and bows- "I thank you M'lady"
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Jon is starting to get serious about the meal now. (watch yer heads *S*) The flour bowl slides across the counter to his waiting hand*
Dana Mackintosh: *chuckles at Paul, and looks to Jason...as it begins*
Albert Mowatt: *holds the bowl, is instantly not likeing this. He _hates_ being pressed into service*
Finnuala Rosher: Jason> Thou'rt a pissant.
Jason St Augustine: *Adds to paul's statement* If you would, please?
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> Anyway, you want to voluneer... There are manythings you could do. Help out here at the chapel, the orphanage, the children at the hospital... you name it...
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~2 speks of ginger ~steals Jon's baking sheet ~ 7 ounce of Sugar. 2 cups of flower
Reese Faun: *drains her styrofoam coffee cup. Pauses, to look for a trash can.*
Jason St Augustine: And thou hast flour upon thy noggin, Finnuala.
Dana Mackintosh: Quinn> Not enough ginger. *ducks*
Jason St Augustine: *Goes back to stirring most industriously*
Daisy Mae Everson: *looks toward the kitchen wonder what is happening in there*
Jenson MacDoughal: -sits down on the corner of one of the pews and looks around, then back to Daisy- I think I would rather volunteer here. the enviorment seems.. more homey....
Paul Stephens: -walks to the door and stands infront of it, as if guarding it-
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *goes to the fridge, and gets several egss and a little milk*
Finnuala Rosher: Jason> I'm going to go be with the normal people in the main Chapel. You guys do your weird man-cook stuff and I'll find a TV and some beer for us women.
Dana Mackintosh: *standing in the doorway with Finn, presumably exchanging quite a few humoured glances with her*
Finnuala Rosher: *Eyes Paul and removes herself from the doorway judiciously*
Jason St Augustine: *chuckles softly*
Dana Mackintosh: *crosses her arms, barely two inches from Paul, and smirks up at him*
Finnuala Rosher: Come on DANA, they're bonding in there. Scary.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *putting the milk on the counter with teh flour, Jon begis to juggle the eggs (4 of them)* Padre, need an egg or 2?
Reese Faun: *crumples the cup; throws it out. Yawns.*
Albert Mowatt: *sighs and fills in the blank spaces in the cooking routine*
Daisy Mae Everson: *hears Finnuala and wishes she had her vidoe camera* ||| Jenson, Then we should speak with Finnuala.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~eggs! i forgot the eggs! ~ grabs some from jon, about 8~
Daisy Mae Everson: *looks over at Reese* Is there something I can do for you?
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -looks over towards the kitchen, then back to her and cant help but feel a bit like a hot potatoe being tossed from one person to the next- I will wait til she is free.. -pulls a book out of her backpack and sits down in the pew, decides to just do a bit of reading-
Finnuala Rosher: *Chuckles about the eggs that she overhears them stressing over, and wonders if they know hte pigeons are laying them every day.*
Dana Mackintosh: *still smirking up at Paul*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Gives up the 4 eggs he was juggling, and then gets the whole carton from the fridge, letting FJQ take his fill, he then takes the rest to the counter to start his preperation*
Daisy Mae Everson: *remember the last "girls night" or at least remember part of thet night*
Reese Faun: DAISY: Errr... No. Thank you, that is. No thank you. *hands in the pockets of her coat, gets about as relaxed as she ever will.*
Jason St Augustine: *flips tosses, stirs, bends, folds, spindles...*
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> Finnuala is better acquanted with the running of the chapel then I am at the moment.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *he cracks the eggs, not an expert obviously, but he manages to keep the shells out of his bowl. He then adds an amount of flour, and some small amount of milk and begins to mix thoroughly*
Finnuala Rosher: *Goes to sit near Daisy and the others* REESE> Hello, I didn't see you at first.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~bakes like a mad man, grabbing his buck master out of his boot to cut out cookie pieces~
Daisy Mae Everson: Reese>> Well, if you eed anything just ask.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ((that's a whole lot of stubborness Paul if you multiplying Spader by 4. *S* I'm suprised he even lifts a foot when he walks. *S*))
Reese Faun: FINN: *nods, without smiling. Is aware that her smile is unpleasant to most people, notwithstanding the basic attractiveness of her face* Hi.
Albert Mowatt: *Stirs, ducks, flings and grabs escaping kinfe*
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks at Daisy, then to Finn as she starts to approach, then back to her book- its okay.. I can wait til some other time to get aquainted, you guys seem to just be socially gathering.. dont wanna disturb...
Dana Mackintosh: *You wanna know about Dana? She can't be compared to the Crowns yet, cause her player don't know them well enough. But suffice to say that this 19 year old girl who opened a gate to hell, has pulled at least 4 people from the brink of suicide, matched wits with a demon, and reshaped her lover's avatar, is not going to move. Furthermore,she's getting quite a kick out of. She moves a little closer to Paul, now ~almost~ touching him, eyes still locked on his, feet spread, arms crossed. Time to make the man sweat*
Paul Stephens: [[*LOL*]]
Paul Stephens: -stands. Dana disapears from his world as he's thought.-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~glances at the door and smiles~ She'll go to far..
Albert Mowatt: *eyes the kitchen of hell and when finished steps back*
Jason St Augustine: *"Accidently" bumps Paul into Dana*
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson> Oh, no. it's alright, really.
Finnuala Rosher: Reese> Welcome and make yourself comfortable. This is a place of worship, but also of comfort as it should be.
Dana Mackintosh: *HATES being ignored. She hates it SO much, that she grabs Paul's head by the sides of his face, and gives him a long, passionate, stage kiss*
Jason St Augustine: My bad...
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -doesnt wanna argue so she looks at FINN- so.. its okay if I volunteer around here?
Reese Faun: FINN: Thanks. Do you have a coffee machine? *a bit of the grim paranoia seeps out of her face, as the peaceful aura of the chapel seeps into her...*
Paul Stephens: -drops, his knee, shifts his weight lowering his center of gravity. Kiss is unreacative and stiff, as if making love to a chalk stature, stands up, unguarde- "Ma'am. Excuse me, I fell"
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~"Burst out laughing grabs the bowl as it goes skittering out, and puts the items in the over~
Reese Faun: (*maybe should watch her posts for repetitiveness*)
Dana Mackintosh: *smiles down at him* That's a shame, M"Lord. *offers her his hand, he's stood up against the oldest shock trick in the book, he wins. For now.*
Dana Mackintosh: ((him her hand, doh))
Albert Mowatt: *blinks up at Paul, Jason and Dana. Hot flashes of Jealousy move around him then disappear without a trace*
Finnuala Rosher: Reese> Yes, and fortunately it's in the office where women are welcome. Would you like some?
Paul Stephens: -is already standing, all 6'8" of him, ram rod straight-
Dana Mackintosh: *winks at Albert*
Dana Mackintosh: *she's 5'6" in platforms, and raises a cool eyebrow as he refuses her offer to shake hands*
Jason St Augustine: *Dang Paul. Almost as bad as them mounties up in Canada*
Reese Faun: FINN: That would be heavenly... *another yawn. Rubs her eyes between forefinger and thumb, with a hint of wry... well, if not amusement, certainly SOMETHING twitching at the corners of her mouth.*
Paul Stephens: "No problem Ma'am. I will ensure not to let it happen again." -he;s rather sincere-
Dana Mackintosh: ((6'8"? All hard you say?))
Dana Mackintosh: *slaps her forehead* Is that how you always respond when a woman kisses you?
Jason St Augustine: ((*thwaos Dana* Bad Dana! Dirty minded...))
Albert Mowatt: *already mixing, he misses the wink and finishes, looks for somehwere to wash his hands*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *he makes a thick dough and sets the wok over the flame to heat up*
Dana Mackintosh: ((*raises hands* Hey, somebody ~had~ to say it...*EG*))
Finnuala Rosher: Reese> Okay, I'll be right back. *Steps into the office, a little appreciative of the relative quiet and prepares strong Arabian roast coffee.*
Paul Stephens: "Maybe the problem ma'am is the vow of Chastiy" -kisses her hand, not touching it to his lips-
Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at Paul. Isn't gonna touch that one with a ten foot pole*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~goes to sit at the kitchen table~ "..I'm done. Set timer for 30 mintes
Jason St Augustine: *And he's chaste on top of everything else. sighs softly, thinking this could be a large job*
Dana Mackintosh: *waits to meet Albert's eyes so she can smile at him and let him know he's still the only ultra-special man in her life*
Jenson MacDoughal: -just goes back to reading-
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> I'm sure there are many thing you can do here.
Paul Stephens: [[it's 6'"8 dana, not 10 foot]]
Reese Faun: FINN: *offers her hand. Small; dainty, almost. Though her grip isn't.*
Dana Mackintosh: ((thank god, and I thought 6'8" was gonna be a stretch *wipes sweat from brow*))
Albert Mowatt: *wipes his hands into this pants and rolls his shoulders. Waiting until this chruch meeting is over. Heads for the door*
Paul Stephens: -Is that a smile? naa-
Finnuala Rosher: *Holds out a cup of coffee for REESE as she shakes her hand with the other* Try this. It's strong.
Jenson MacDoughal: Daisy -nods- thanks, I am sure I will find something.. -looks back over at the kitchen, were it seems all the fun it at-
Reese Faun: FINN: Thanks. *takes a long sip. Black. Closes her eyes, and makes a small sound of approval*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *He whips up a storm in the bowl. He turns to get some meat of of the fride, but the spoon in the bowl keeps stirring when he lets it go*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~leans back, metal boots on table~
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Jenson* Go and join them if you want.
Paul Stephens: -make coffee, expresso and mocha, and takes them out to the main floor of the chapel- "Drinks anyone?? There is also orange juice and milk"
Reese Faun: *rolls her shoulders once, twice. scratches at the shoulder holster, where it chafes. Sips the coffee again.*
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks up at Daisy and shakes her head- Nah.. I dont know any of them...
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson>> Have some fun.
Finnuala Rosher: REESE> Is all well with you? You seem tired.
Jenson MacDoughal: -smells the coffee and raises her hand a bit at paul- Ummm.. I'll have some coffee....
Daisy Mae Everson: Jenson> An even better reason to join them, Get to know them. Working around here , you're sure to see them alot.
Dana Mackintosh: And there's Port.
Albert Mowatt: *walks over to Dana, hands in pockets, says nothing*
Dana Mackintosh: *takes one of Albert's hands, her eyes on him*
Daisy Mae Everson: Paul>> Do you have any tea in there?
Reese Faun: FINN: *a smile does cross her face this time. And yes, it is unpleasant, though not deliberately so; more a drawing back of lips from teeth than anything else.* Better than usual, actually.
Paul Stephens: -hands JENSON one of the coffee and moves about the room-
Jenson MacDoughal: yeah I guess your right.. -stands and puts her book away.. moving over to paul and takes the coffee with a slight smile, then moves over to the kitchen to see what is going on in there-
Jason St Augustine: *oooh, coffee*
Albert Mowatt: *'she'llhave to go hunting for his hands, their hiin his pockets, and not really commingout*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~whistels softly~
Paul Stephens: "Yes Ms' Daisy."
Dana Mackintosh: *slips her hands into her own back pockets* You wanna go, don't you.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *he turns back to the bowl, and grabs a knife out of the holder to cut up the stew beef into stirfry*
Albert Mowatt: *has flashbacks to driving ms Daisy*
Jenson MacDoughal: -sips the coffee and slips over to the doorway of the kitchen just peering inside, trying not to be noticed really-
Finnuala Rosher: Reese> *Has seen that attempt at a smile, in fact on herself, recently* Good. Relax and be in good company. // JENSON> Please, you should do the same.
Jason St Augustine: *Leans over and whispers to FJQ* Uh, Padre? Has Paul ever been on a date, or was his first sentence a vow of chastity?
Reese Faun: FINN: Thanks. I'm Reese...
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Paul... curiousity getting the better of her she goes to see what te men have done to the kitchen*
Jenson MacDoughal: -just smiles at Finn, trying-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~nods to jason absently ~ He's been my squire since he was in High school..
Finnuala Rosher: REESE> My name is Finnuala. Matron of this Chapel..*Glances at FATHER QUINN to see if that's still true.*
Paul Stephens: -Cut's daisy off- Now Ma'am..
Albert Mowatt: "I'm fine dana."
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *the bowl stirs, Jon fillets, and the wok sizzles*
Reese Faun: FINN: Really? *eyebrow twitches upwards. This is a nice place, this chapel. She feels safe here... perhaps too safe? Disreguards the circular paranoia; it has to stop somewhere, right?*
Jason St Augustine: FJQ>>Ah. Er, with all due respect and that jazz...can we like, borrow him for a night or 3?
Dana Mackintosh: *slips an arm around albert if he'll let her*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): (in kitchen, hasn't learn x-ray)
Daisy Mae Everson: *raise her brow at Paul* Now what?
Jenson MacDoughal: -seeing they are cooking, she arches a brow slightly... and takes the oppertunity to study Quinn while he isnt busy-
Ilevya Kranov: *Simply turning one's head slightly to look at the surrounding area is more than enough to catch a glimpse of the astounding visage of Ilevya Kranov. Perhaps the most noticeable aspect of her appearance, is her commanding height. Indeed, Ilevya stands at 6'8", and for that alone many momentarily gaze in awe. However, there is also the fact that she is quite beautiful, with features that could only be described as classical Russian aristocracy....fragile and pure, yet at the same time, fearsome and dark. Also, her deep blue eyes, that hold a mottled iridescence, and her fine, raven black hair only contribute to this. Ilevya is clad in a long, white, silken coat, over a rather enticingly tight black blouse and dress pants. Ilevya strides in with a long and noble gait, tilting her head and smirking as she looks at others. She looks as if she wants something, and will likely get it, because it doesn't seem as if anyone will be able to stop her.*
Dana Mackintosh: *looks back to Jason, crosses her fingers*
Paul Stephens: -goes into the kitchen, making sure daisy cannot see past and get's her tea-
Albert Mowatt: ~leans into Dana, but still watches the crowed~
Finnuala Rosher: REESE> Yes, really. *Smiles with a minimum of difficulty* ((Sorry FJQ I thought you were in the main area now))
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~is leaning back in a chair on the wall, feet up on the table~ "..I would make a bet if you dropped him naked in a Whore house, he'd have them praying for forgiveness.
Jason St Augustine: *Gives Dana the eternal 'hang loose' sign*
Ilevya Kranov: *strides through the doors slowly, tilting her head and looking around*
Daisy Mae Everson: *thinks about pinching Paul to make him move, blushes slightly... then pinches his bum...*
Paul Stephens: [kitchen to main room]- hands Daisy the tea, as she alwasy takes it-
Dana Mackintosh: *winks to Jas, the eternal good luck sign, and nestles her face into albert's shoulder*
Reese Faun: FINN: *Nods, thoughtfully*
Jason St Augustine: *lifts an eyebrow* hmm. Know any houses of ill repute?
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "A few dozen, but i've had to close them. _Pest control." ~Running his hand thru his hair~
Reese Faun: *glances at ILEVYA; would sigh, if the woman was worth that much effort...*
Jason St Augustine: *Finishes with the veggies and sets the aside neatly*
Ilevya Kranov: *turns her head to Finnuala* Hello....
Jenson MacDoughal: -blinks, does a second glance over towards JON.. and just kinda.. stares-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[FJQ-http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Stonewall/3915/msshower.jpg]]
Jason St Augustine: Hmm. Ah well. I suppose taking him to Carnaval would be a close enough second.
Paul Stephens: -taps Jon on the shoulder as he goes to get sugar- "Sir, the natives are watching."
Albert Mowatt: *pulls dana closer, more for himself than anything else*
Daisy Mae Everson: Thank you, Paul.
Paul Stephens: -opens the door and hands JENSON the sugar, leaves the door open so DAISY can see-
Jenson MacDoughal: (blink.. blink.. blink at FJQ's pic)
Paul Stephens: "My pleasure ma'am"
Jason St Augustine: ((*Takes a peek* Ooooh.))
Jenson MacDoughal: -she looks at the sugar, then to Paul.. then as she takes the sugar back to Jon-
Jason St Augustine: FJQ>>A consipracy? Who us?
Ilevya Kranov: *Again, looks around to all of the people in the main room...almost with some curiosity*
Daisy Mae Everson: I'm gonna have to get the men of this family to cook more often. *smiles at PAUL*
Finnuala Rosher: ((SALIVATES))
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *lifts the mesh up as the dough squeezes through, and turns to regards Jenson* Sorry, I have to cook fast to keep up with the padre. I hope you don't mind me throwing the food around* (subt 3)
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "It's a scary aspect but true, we art conspiricy in general ~stands and head to the kitchen door, to make sure the main room is secure~
Jason St Augustine: ((Well, I can see this scene going downhill with a quickness.))
Reese Faun: (*missed the addy... repost it?*)
Dana Mackintosh : *wraps her arms around Albert's waist, head on his shoulder, ears trained to FJQ and JAson*
Paul Stephens: "Please Don't Ma'am (daisy) it would terrify us all, I would rather have MRE (meals ready to eat)"
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Stonewall/3915/msshower.jpg
Jason St Augustine: *chuckles* There is that.
Jenson MacDoughal: Jon -just blinks- Umm.. dont let me interupt.. -tears her gaze away from that scene, putting some sugar in her coffee and hands the bowl back to PAUL- umm thanks.. -looks back to Justin-
Dana Mackintosh : ((colour..colour rocks))
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[no he's not in the towel!]]
Albert Mowatt: "Dana, Who are these people ~he whispers~
Dana Mackintosh : ((*blinks at Pic...blinks again...*))
Daisy Mae Everson: Ah, PAUL... It's good to just relax at times. Have some fun.
Paul Stephens: -paul takes the sugar and replaces it in the kitchen-
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ((Lemming *S* http://msnhomepages.talkcity.com/MSNGamingZone/mr_blues/Spader))
Reese Faun: (*drools*)
Dana Mackintosh : *whispers back* Good question. They're like a family. Think family gatherings, only all of these people love each other by choice.
Jenson MacDoughal: (does a roll to see if the frustrated college student can look away from the Padre.. ummm.. nope.. -laughs-))
Ilevya Kranov: *sits down in a pew, glances at Daisy, giving her a look of timidity*
Paul Stephens: "I was jesting ma'am"
Dana Mackintosh : ((*sighs, has no pic for dana, vows to find a good one soon*))
Daisy Mae Everson: (wow...yup...wow...)
Finnuala Rosher: ((Rolls tongue back into her head and gets BIC))
Jenson MacDoughal: -lemmings?- https://www.angelfire.com/bc/bloodstrike/jenson.html
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[doesn't come up for me jon]
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ((ahh jon, your page has the same problem as Daisy's..only works in I.E giberish outwise))
Ilevya Kranov: ((Must get a picture for Ilevya...hmm.....*s*))
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles* PAUL, you're great... *kisses his cheek*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ((Hmm, didn't realize that, I'll look into that.))
Finnuala Rosher: *Has been sitting on a pew not far from Daisy and pulls herself fully awake.* I should start actually sleeping at night, I think.
Paul Stephens: -blushes bright purple- Well ma'am , -coughs- Thank you.
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *the noodles begin to cook in the high heat, and Jonathon goes to the fridge to get some vegetables*
Reese Faun: *dozes* (bbl...)
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stalks back in the kitchen to get' his cookies and looks at the flan -CAREFULLY-~
Daisy Mae Everson: (My page should work on either browser now) http://members.xoom.com/BlueChocho/daisymae.html
Dana Mackintosh : *watches Jensen fixate on FJQ, and wonders if she should go snap the girl out of it before she makes a fool of herself*
Albert Mowatt: ~whispers~ This is a lot of money in this family.
Jenson MacDoughal: -BIC- -she stands against the doorway, and moves out of the way as Justin walks past.. trying to be subtle by watching him over the rim on her coffee mug-
Ilevya Kranov: *gazes at Finnuala and Daisy....*
Jenson MacDoughal: -all she can think right now is.. he is a priest bad girl.. bad bad girl-
Paul Stephens: -moves past JENSON and looks at JASON-"how's that salad Decon?"
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *he dices the red and green peppers, and onions into the wok, and stirs it rapidly*
Finnuala Rosher: (I guess I should do this too http://minyos.its.rmit.edu.au/~s9876566/bollywood/madhuri/md7.jpg
Albert Mowatt: *looking at Justin, he's knows that's no priest.*
Daisy Mae Everson: *grins at Paul* and goes back to sit next to Finnuala, sees Ilevya* Hello, Ilevya. *smile*
Dana Mackintosh : *looks over at Albert* That would explain a lot about my ridiculous inheritance...*eyes FJQ. She's really gotta talk to the man about that soon*
Jason St Augustine: Paul>>It do seem to be doing rather well.
Dana Mackintosh : Hey, Jenson!
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> Hello, Daisy....*nods to her, not returning the smile....as she had not seen her since the altercation last night..in which she received no support*
Jenson MacDoughal: -tears her gaze from Justin and looks at Dana- huh?
Paul Stephens: -chuckles at Jason and shakes his head- Yes Sir, Decon Sir."
Albert Mowatt: *winces at the yell and look at JENSON*
Dana Mackintosh : Jenson> *makes a motion of closing her own jaw*
Dana Mackintosh : Albert> Sorry..*blushes a bit*
Finnuala Rosher: *Watches Father Quinn also, but having gotten used to seeing him in all states, is more concerned with what lies under the skin tonight, whether the unseen wounds are healing, but keeps a distance, as he did for her.*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Jon then crack several more eggs directly into the wok. After a few moments he takes the wok, and pours all the contents right into a bowl, and then fill the wok right back up with the rest of the ingredients that he couldn't fit in the first run*
Jason St Augustine: *Okay, down to 50% on that one...*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~everything is good, takes out the cookies, the ginger bread once and walks them around. ~ Milke will be rhere.
Daisy Mae Everson: How are you Ilevya?
Jenson MacDoughal: -turns close to 5 shades of red and moves away from the kitchen, back to her books-
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): Callin all stomachs. Get it while its hot.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[*L*i still like Finnuala's "pocahantis " picture]]
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> I am fine....*she says matter-of-factly, as she looks around.....still appearing somewhat indifferent*
Dana Mackintosh : *shakes her head softly, pulls away from Albert again* I have to talk to Justin..*apologetically*
Jenson MacDoughal: -completely lost her appetite and tries to become one with the pew as she buries her nose in the books-
Jason St Augustine: *Nods* Good call.
Albert Mowatt: *is silent. Nods to dana. He's usually silent*
Dana Mackintosh : *slips into the pew behind Jenson, whispering to her*
Daisy Mae Everson: *really sure what to say to Ilevya, sip her tea*
Finnuala Rosher: *Slowly rises and makes her way toward hte foor, wanting to if nothing else be able to pass her compliments to the guys for a valiant effort.*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~glances at Jon~ thou hath no sense of Timeing. ~look around ~ DINNER!!
Dana Mackintosh : *feels herself blushing a bit, and smiles at Albert*
Paul Stephens: -makes his way to the silver ware and turns to get napkins and clears the tables-
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks over her shoulder at Dana and looks at her a bit confused, then back to her book- umm yeah...
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): Paul Stephen, Sit down. That's an order Sir Knight.
Jason St Augustine: *Grabs salad and spins the bowl on his finger*
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> *looks back to her* Eh....forgive me for my frustration the last night......but I was not appreciative of Simon's words to me....
Daisy Mae Everson: Ilevya>> Care to join us in dinner?
Dana Mackintosh : *stands, heads for the kitchen. Hopes Jen will get over it soon*
Dana Mackintosh : *looks over at Albert* Coming?
Jason St Augustine: *Hopefully* Padre, if you order him to relax, will he?
Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Ilevya*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Jon continues to cook away at the wok*
Paul Stephens: -glances at Justin and takes a seat, not going to disobey and order-
Jenson MacDoughal: -she stands, but moves in the opposite direction.. needing another cigarette and the cold air-
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> I am not hungry right now....*nods*
Simon Everson: *comes into the chapel carrying a package*
Finnuala Rosher: Jenson> Won't you join us for a meal?
Albert Mowatt: *stands and looks at dana*
Finnuala Rosher: Simon, hello. *Warm greeting*
Dana Mackintosh : *reaches out a tiny hand to Albert*
Daisy Mae Everson: Ilevya, you don't hae to eat, but jin in on the good company and conversation may be nice.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~takes out seats for all the women, and shakes head at Jason~ nae Decon., a lost cause
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Jon cracks another couple of eggs into the wok, and stirs some more*
Jenson MacDoughal: Finn -looks back at her- Ummm.. no.. not really hungry, -slips outside quickly-
Jason St Augustine: Bugger all.
Simon Everson: *walks in, smiles at Ilevya, Kisses Finn cheek and Daisy and set's the packange away from everyone*
Dana Mackintosh : *quickly shoots Jason a look that lets that lets him know she, for one, does not believe in lost causes*
Daisy Mae Everson: *her eyes light up when she see Simon and a bright smile crosses her lips*
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> If you wish me to...I will....*not noticing Simon*
Finnuala Rosher: *Takes a seat and waits to see what has been wrought*
Paul Stephens: -notices JENSON leaving almost stands-
Daisy Mae Everson: Ilevya>> I only wish for you to be comfortable. ||| *smiles at SIMON* What do you have there,darlin'?
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *kills the heat, and sets the the wok to the side*
Daisy Mae Everson: *goes into the kitchen, glance back to see if Ilevya will join them*
Jason St Augustine: *There seems to be a salad*
Simon Everson: *Makes a Shh face at Daisy*
Albert Mowatt: *takes the hands, other hand in pocket*
Ilevya Kranov: *stands, following after Daisy*
Paul Stephens: -looks at the Salad Critically-
Dana Mackintosh : *walks into the kitchen hand in hand with Albert, takes a seat beside Finn*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~get's the last of the pasteries and then heads to the front door. See where ME Jenson went~
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *there is a large bowl of stir fry. Homemade noodles, beef, peppers, onion, and egg. Still sizzling*
Daisy Mae Everson: *mouths to SIMON* OKAY.
Jason St Augustine: Paul>>What can I say, I'm better at main courses. *The salad looks excellent*
Simon Everson - Daisy Mae Everson: *whispers* It's a cake
Finnuala Rosher: ((Ratzo, I have to go in ten or 15 minutes))
Dana Mackintosh : *waits for somebody to...say grace, or something*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "Finnuala, please Bless the table.. ~glances about outside~
Daisy Mae Everson - Simon Everson: *whispers* A cake? What for?
Jenson MacDoughal: -sits down on the top step and absently flicks the ash from her cigarette, watching the street-
Albert Mowatt: *stares at the food*
Paul Stephens: -head bowed, he closes his eyes-
Daisy Mae Everson: *joins everyone at the tables*
Dana Mackintosh : *follows Paul's example, a good little product of a baptist cult*
Ilevya Kranov: *sits down near Daisy....trying if she may, to separate herself from Simon*
Albert Mowatt: ooc:christ, i'm running 5 windows
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *pools his TF to Finn for the blessing*
Simon Everson: *The moment pauls closes his head, Simon grabs the Cake and puts it on the table. It's a lavish spread with Pauls Name and a little chocolate horse*
Finnuala Rosher: I shall..
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks at JENSON~ Please come in, thou art here.
Jason St Augustine: *Bows his head respectfully*
Finnuala Rosher: Most High, all powerful, good Lord, Yours are the praises, the glory, the honor, and all blessing. To You alone, Most High, do they belong, and no man is worthy to mention Your name. Praise be You, my Lord, with all your creatures, especially Sir Brother Sun, Who is the day and through whom you give us light. And he is beautiful and radiant with great splendor, and bears a likeness of You, Most High One. Praise be You, my Lord, through Sister Moon and the stars, in heaven you formed them clear and precious and beautiful. Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Wind, and through the air, cloudy and serene, and every kind of weather through which You give sustenance to Your creatures. Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Water, which is very useful and humble and precious and chaste. Praised be You, my Lord, through Brother Fire, through whom you light the night and he is beautiful and playful and robust and strong. Praised be You, my Lord, through Sister Mother Earth, who sustains us and governs us and who produces varied fruits with colored flowers and herbs. Praised be You, my Lord, through those who give pardon for Your love, and bear infirmity and tribulation. Blessed are those who endure in peace for by You, Most High, they shall be crowned. Praised be You, my Lord, through our Sister Bodily Death, from whom no living man can escape. Woe to those who die in mortal sin. Blessed are those whom death will find in Your most holy willl, for the second death shall do them no harm. Praise and bless my Lord, and give Him thanks and serve Him with great humility. AMEN
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles Ilevya and then at SIMON*
Albert Mowatt: Amen
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "Amen"
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks up at Justin, then away quickly, thinking 'oh shit'- ummm.. nah.. its your celebration.. I dont even know you guys... and I dont wanna intrude.. besides.. its.. too late to eat.. -rolls her eyes at herself, lame Jen, real lame-
Daisy Mae Everson: *bows her head*
Jason St Augustine: *Smiles up at the ceiling* 'men.
Paul Stephens: -streaches it- Aaammaeenn,
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ~Quietly~ Amen.
Daisy Mae Everson: amen...
Dana Mackintosh : *whispered* Amen. *she opens her eyes and grins at the cake*
Finnuala Rosher: Jenson> Get over here and eat or I'll let Father Quinn speak at you for hours in Elizabethan English with no reprieve.
Simon Everson: *Claps paul on the back * Amen Brother. Ecce quam bonum et quam jocundum habitare fratres in unum
Ilevya Kranov: Eh...amen....*nods her head*
Dana Mackintosh : *laughs out loud at Finn*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~reaches out and takes JENSON's hands ~ Come, Make a better excuse later.
Albert Mowatt: *shakes his head, can't help but smile*
Dana Mackintosh : *shudders slightly at the latin, begins the passing around of the salad*
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks back at Finn and about jumps out of her skin when Justin takes her hand, flicking her cigarette away- okay okay.. I'll eat.. dang.. you guys are worst then my house mother...
Daisy Mae Everson: *beams with love for her family and new friends, she quietly watches them*
Finnuala Rosher: *Sobers and seems to grow still almost reflexively at Simon's words*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *Won't sit, till everyone has gotten a helping of food* Can I get anything for anyone?
Finnuala Rosher: *Then life bounds back, with appetite, remembering those words above all others and what they have come to mean.*
Paul Stephens: -intones- "Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity. It is like a precious oil poured on the head, running down the beard, running down on Aaron's beard, down upon the collar of his robes. It is as if the dew of Herman were fallling on Mount Zion. For there the Lord bestows his blessing, even life forevermore."
Finnuala Rosher: *Jumps a little and smiles at Dana* Thanks, no offence, but I thought you were Tenaviel.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~walks into the room and Smiles aT Paul~ "Welcome, Sir Knight, Of the Matilia Christi.
Albert Mowatt: "They seem happy"
Ilevya Kranov: *glances at the others along the table....faces she doesn't know....and will eventually meet, but grudgingly so*
Daisy Mae Everson: JON>> Sit down and join the family. *grin*
Simon Everson: *reaches out and hold Daisy's hands* let's eat, Let the preceptor work.
Dana Mackintosh : Finn> Tinuviel? As in Luthien? *clearly confused*
Jenson MacDoughal: -looks around the room as she is lead in.. looks at the cake and cant help but smile a bit, and looks at Paul- Congrats...
Finnuala Rosher: *Raises her glass* Welcome Paul, welcome among your peers.
Dana Mackintosh : Albert> If I belonged to a family as loving as this one, I would be happy too.
Dana Mackintosh : *inclines her head to Paul with a smile*
Daisy Mae Everson: Everyone, this is simon Cousin Ilevya Kranov. ||| Ilevya, everyone... *chuckles*
Simon Everson: *get's the forgotten port and pours all around* " Cheers!
Paul Stephens: -nods to everyone - Cheers -softly, very subdued.-
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): Daisy> Not till I can find no one who wants. *grins back at her*
Albert Mowatt: *nods to the Ilevya*
Dana Mackintosh : *nods to Ilevya* Dana, pleasure to make your acquiantance.
Finnuala Rosher: Dana> No, Tenaviel as in,..*Smiles* Something else. ((Player has to go now, but character will remain and enjoy))
Ilevya Kranov: *forces a smile when Daisy suddenly introduces her to the whole table* Hello....*she says in her normal, heavy Russian accent*
Daisy Mae Everson: *leans over to SIMON, kisses his neck and whispers*
Dana Mackintosh : *takes a glass of port, smiling*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~shakes his head~ a Scholor is born this day.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ((hugs FINN))
Dana Mackintosh : ((*Huggles finn* Thanks again babes))
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *for once tkaes the alchohol* salut.
Daisy Mae Everson - Simon Everson: I love you...
Jason St Augustine: *Smiles gently* So it would seem.
Finnuala Rosher: ((Does cute affectionate gestures all around and is gone))
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ((Finn> Good eve milady))
Daisy Mae Everson: (bye FInnuala, *hugs*) JON, you're worst them I am... *smiles*
Daisy Mae Everson: (then)
Simon Everson: *Smiles at Daisy and kisses her boldly* Yeah.
Jason St Augustine: ((Night Finny))
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): Daisy> You should seen my mom when she was alive. We slovaks are natural hostesses. *smiles warmly thinking of his mother*
Dana Mackintosh : *thinks of her own mother, and takes a sip of port*
Paul Stephens: -he doesn't really eat, he has a need to stand and serve but that's over now. he just doesn't know what to do with his hands-
Jenson MacDoughal: -raises her glass to Paul, and then sips it.. remaining silent as she just stands back and watches-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~walks over to the stove and turns off the oven, taking out the rest of the food~ (justing is a expert cook)
Daisy Mae Everson: *blushes at the kiss they share* Oh, yeah... *grins moves to his lap and kisses him like there's no tomorrow, and then moves back to her seat*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): --------------------------------------- cuts scene of eathing and stuff, cause ..it's just what people do------------------------
Simon Everson: *hold diasy in his lap and feeds her slowly*
Albert Mowatt: *stands next to Dana, masagine her shoulders*
Ilevya Kranov: *her eyes flicker to Daisy and Simon for a moment...then back*
Daisy Mae Everson: *Grins at JON* Much like us Texans...
Dana Mackintosh : *smiles up at Albert, then looks over to Quinn* justin, at some point this evening I would like to speak with you.
Jason St Augustine: *except for Jason, who pleads indigestion*
Daisy Mae Everson: *once again notices Jason...*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~eats his fill and leans back~ "Dana? About ? Never mind, that was Insane. yes, we shall speak
Dana Mackintosh : ({*LOL* Poor Dana..she still has no clue vampires exist, and she's LIVED with one! Truly, only a character based entirely on myself could be this oblivious *G*))
Albert Mowatt: *after dinner, will polielt take Dana back to the main room*
Paul Stephens: -silent contumplation-
Dana Mackintosh : FJQ> Just a sec..*goes with Albert*
Paul Stephens: -at the end of the evening, he stands and well, it takes him a couple of willpower not to clean the kitchen from top to bottom-
Jason St Augustine: ((chuckles* Auggypics: http://members.xoom.com/lakeudine/Augustine))
Daisy Mae Everson: My compliments to the chefs... Very good gentlemen...
Jenson MacDoughal: -after dinner, out of habit she starts gathering dishes and starts washing them-
Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Ilevya*
Jason St Augustine: *Leans over to FJQ* She means us, right?
Paul Stephens: -if JENSON star's washing dishes, forget the willpowr, he's washing-
Ilevya Kranov: *nods again to Daisy, just smiling slightly*
Jenson MacDoughal: -smiles at Paul and pushes him to the side a bit, and starts handing him dishes to dry as she washes them-
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *After making sure that everyone has their fill,Jon takes the rest and makes several lunch bags, putting them in the fridge for now*
Daisy Mae Everson: *grabs a clean napkin and throws it at JASON*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~just watching the others~
Simon Everson: *leans into Daisy*
Daisy Mae Everson: *gets up to help clean*
Jason St Augustine: *Smiles notguiltily* What?
Paul Stephens: -chuckles and dries- "Thank you for staying Ma'am, It ment a lot to me."
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *in the process grabs a dish towel, and whips Paul lightly on the shoulder, trying to get him to loosen up. Cause Sapder knows he was like that before* (*S*)
Paul Stephens: -Causally allows the water to Spray on the Preceptor-
Simon Everson: ((without oming myself)) *kisses daisy back, in such away it might get dangerous to be at the table*
Jenson MacDoughal: Paul -gives him an offended look- Ma'am? Oh please, call me Jenson, Jen.. anything but ma'am... -smiles at him- and thank you for having me.. I just didnt want to intrude..
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): *tosses a fork into the sink, chuckling, as he passes. The suds "explode" up all over Paul, and Jen stays untouched* (*S*)
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~ducks the water~
Jason St Augustine: *Dekes water*
Paul Stephens: -see's jen is untouched, flips the water at her-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~starts the mad scramble~
Daisy Mae Everson: *decide to stay away from the water play, sirt back down*
Ilevya Kranov: *ignores those playing with the water.....looks around*
Albert Mowatt: *knows she's confused, but cannot help that, grabs his coat to go*
Jenson MacDoughal: -cries out a bit when she gets wet and narrows her eyes, growling playfully at Paul and tosses the sponge at him-
Daisy Mae Everson: *chuckles a memory... of a water finght she and Simon had*
Dana Mackintosh : *never looks back, it's just a thing she has. She walks into the kitchen, just in time to get splashed. She freezes, then wipes it off her eyes* UGH!!! Someone's gonna pay for that!
Jason St Augustine: *hhmmm...water fight*
Paul Stephens: -swatts the sponge with a fork into Simon and daisy-
Daisy Mae Everson: Ilevya, You really need to loosen up and have some fun... don't be so serious all the time.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~slides out of the way and to a wall~ I have flan.
Albert Mowatt: *out the door, gone*
Jenson MacDoughal: -ah.. what the heck, decides JUSTIN is too dry.. tosses suds at him-
Jason St Augustine: Uh-ohhh...
Dana Mackintosh : *decides Flan is a good protection, and moves towards Quinn, then remembers he's just as likely to attack her as everyone else, ducks for under the table*
Jonathon Spader ((At Work)): ((Sorry All, I gotta go. Works over, and they're kicking me off. Nigh All. I Luv ya. Mail me your phone numbvers so I can call around for the holidays huh? "Mr_Blues@excite.com"))
Dana Mackintosh : *eyes the parties at war, marks her alliances*
Ilevya Kranov: *looks back to Daisy* Loosen up? How..... do you mean? *knows very well what Daisy means....but virtually disregards it....deciding it doesn't befit her to act like a child*
Dana Mackintosh : ((night Spader-p))
Daisy Mae Everson: Well, looks like we are not immune to this water fight... *looks at PAUL* and a convinant glass of water*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~the splatter of flan is amazing in it's sdistribution as it flows across the room, touching everything~
Alexander Tarquine: ~a whisp of a man enters through the door. Standing at 6' even he looks to have never knowen hard labor. His black hair is neatly cut and he has a small goatie. His emerald eyes dart around the room from under silver framed glasses, exploring everything. He wears a modest red turtle neck with black slacks. His shoes are neatly shined and his black coat is wrinkle free. His smile is back, friendly as ever. He seems like his old self again and ready to lend a hand to anyone~ [[ Http://home.austin.rr.com/nevahl/alexander.jpg and alex.jpg ]]
Simon Everson: *Grabs Daisy,m shielding Flan, laughing*
Jenson MacDoughal: -subtly grabs the waterhose on the back of the sink.. ready-
Dana Mackintosh : *gets hit with flan, oh, that's it. Grabs a wet towel, and starts with paul's oh-so-holy rear. She can whip a towel like Finn can wield a lance*
Daisy Mae Everson: (bye JON...*HUGS*)
Jason St Augustine: *Slides under the table, making for the pantry*
Jenson MacDoughal: Ak! -gets hit with flan and turns the hose on Justin.. spraying him.. then Paul.. then Dana for good measure-
Dana Mackintosh : ACK! *next, Jen's ass gets towel-whipped*
Simon Everson: ((bye jon))
Daisy Mae Everson: Ack!!! *grateful to be shielded from the flan*
Paul Stephens: -has the other hose, no one is imune if their in the kitcen-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~flan flies~
Daisy Mae Everson: Yeah, Ilevya... loosen up... laugh, be merry...
Jenson MacDoughal: -jumps and sprays Dana again.. then holds the sprayer in frnt of her.. ready to soak anyone coming near her-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Ilevya is hit, so is simon and Jason~
Alexander Tarquine: ~wonders what all the noise is as he enters the chapel~
Dana Mackintosh : *ducks under hose range, and dives for Jen's legs, taking her down* (still wearing leather pants and black nylon vest, btw, just to get the mental images going *G*)
Jason St Augustine: *Laughs, and seeks sponges to chuck into the water*
Ilevya Kranov: *stands, moving away from the others for a moment...blinking as she is hit by flan*
Paul Stephens: -SPPRAY SPPEET SPEET-
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~shields with his cloak, it'a water and flan proof~
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> I see.....*glances towards the doors*
Jenson MacDoughal: -screams as she is tackled and sprays Dana down as best she can before she looses her grip on the sprayer and laughs hard when she hits the ground-
Jason St Augustine: *Whips a convienient sponge direct to Pauls' kisser*
Alexander Tarquine: ~peeks into the kitchen~ Whats all the racket about?
Simon Everson: (Grabs JENSON's Hose and hit Ilevya, Daissy and JAson*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~flans Alexander~
Paul Stephens: -Sprays Alex-
Dana Mackintosh : *deliberately twists her body so that she'll hit the ground under Jen, thereby breaking her fall, and laughs, her blond hair now a dark brown*
Daisy Mae Everson: Oh come on Ilevya, it's all in fun...
Simon Everson: *Alexander is a good water target*
Alexander Tarquine: ~is assulted and chuckles~ I'm not sure I know how to retaliate to that ~laughs~
Jason St Augustine: FLAN FIIIIIGHT!
Jenson MacDoughal: -laughs and pokes Dana in the side, then reaches up and grabs a handfull of flour off the counter and tosses it in Dana's face, scrambling to get away.. crawling for the safty under the table-
Daisy Mae Everson: *wipes ythe water from her face* SIMON!! *laughing*
Ilevya Kranov: *quirks an eyebrow as Simon sprays her, wiping some of her hair out of her face and removing her now soaked coat*
Dana Mackintosh : *is completely incapacitated as she curls into a ball on the floor, howling laughter at Jason*
Jason St Augustine: ((Someone had to say it. *G*))
Simon Everson: *shakes his head at Ilevya* "..If you cannot be happy, your too fargone.
Daisy Mae Everson: *looks for a spounge and saoks it nd throws it at SIMON*
Dana Mackintosh : *wipes dough from her eyes* EW!! *leftover noodles fly through the air with the greatest of ease, in JEN's direction*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Slides out the now soaking kitchen, past alexander~
Simon Everson: *THWAP with a sponge*
Dana Mackintosh : ((*thwaps JAs, steals her excuse back*))
Daisy Mae Everson: *laughs and ducks for cover*
Ilevya Kranov: Simon> Hmm.....perhaps, *offers him a nice smirk, and a gaze delivering a sort of veiled hatred*
Jason St Augustine: *noodles fly hitting random personages*
Alexander Tarquine: ~looks around the kitchen with a grin~ So who started the chaos?
Paul Stephens: -drops the hose and make for the door- what a mess
Jenson MacDoughal: -laughs as she is hit with noodles and scrambles for the door, knowing there is gonna be no way to explain this to her house mother-
Simon Everson: *he rolls his eyes at Ilevya and spraws her again. It makes him laugh*
Ilevya Kranov: Daisy> I must be going....*nods to that....not in the mood to deal with this right now...starts walking towards the doors without another word to anyone*
Dana Mackintosh : *somehow manages to get whacked with a wet noodle, and moves towards the door to follow Quinn. Her social metre is reaching overload*
Paul Stephens: -point a JENSON- She did.
Jason St Augustine: *Aims for the clean person who just walked in*
Dana Mackintosh : *gets stuck in a jam in the door with three other people*
Ilevya Kranov: *frowns slightly as she is sprayed once more, continues walking towards the doors*
Jenson MacDoughal: -calls back- DID NOT!!!
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~laughs as everyone leaves the battle field and very wet kitchen~
Alexander Tarquine: ~tries to dodge the noddles from Jason and slides in a puddle and falls on his butt~ Whoa..... ~thud~
Jenson MacDoughal: -crawls between DANA's legs and gets out quickly-
Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Ilevya* If you really want to go I can stop you... I wish you could of had some fun though.
Dana Mackintosh : *walks towards Quinn, attempting to get some of the dough off her face and front, and out of her hair. She gets it all, except for the hair. Dana Dough-hair. The kids at school would love this*
Jason St Augustine: *Takes a deep sigh* There are days...I like this job.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~shakes his head to clear it~
Jenson MacDoughal: -starts picking off noodles as she makes her way to the bathroom, needing to clean up-
Alexander Tarquine: ~chuckles in his puddle~ I think I'll just stand still next time
Ilevya Kranov: *turns back for a moment...nods* I did have fun.....thank you Daisy....
Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at the mess in the kitchen*
Paul Stephens: -chuckles, loooks at the mess inthe kitchen and goes in the back to get normal work clothing.-
Simon Everson: *claps his hands togher* what a damn mess.
Daisy Mae Everson: That's all that matters then Ilevya... Have a good night.
Dana Mackintosh : *softly* Justin?
Jason St Augustine: Simon. Ayup, 'twould seem so.
Ilevya Kranov: *sighs slightly as she's going to have to go and get cleaned up before she goes anywhere else*
Daisy Mae Everson: *stand back up fron her hidding place*
Alexander Tarquine: ~stands and tries to remove all of the food stuff as he follows everyone out to the main room~
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Smiles up at DANA~ Yes Ma'am ~laughing~ Silly, arn't we.
Paul Stephens: -paul come back out- walk in someone's foot steps to the bathroom and i'll clean up the walk way.. go go go.
Jason St Augustine: *Walks out, not exactly mindful of the mess his clothes are in. They've been worse*
Dana Mackintosh : *breaks into a smile* There's nothing wrong with that, good Sir. *isn't quite sure how to broach the subject*
Daisy Mae Everson: *wonder what Christmas dinner is going to be like*
Simon Everson: *look at the kitchen, thinks about just :making it clean" But he's too close to being a walking broken mirror so he lets it lie*
Jenson MacDoughal: -comes out of the bathroom pulling her hair up in a pony tail and goes looking for the suppy closet-
Alexander Tarquine: ~walks into the main chapel and surveys the wet spots deciding that he's fine for now~
Ilevya Kranov: *leaves, silent now*
Daisy Mae Everson: (*chuckle* I archived this by the way...*grin*)
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "After i've showerd, and you too i bet, I'll meet you in the bell tower."
Dana Mackintosh : *is soaking wet, dressed to kill, and doughy*
Paul Stephens: -mops, brooms, and shammies, all ready to go what he normally does-
Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Simon and chuckles*
Simon Everson: *licks flan* hey, this is good Justin.
Dana Mackintosh : *gives Quinn a little double-fingered salute combined with a tounge-click, and heads off to find somewher to wash up. Preferably a good distance from the main room*
Ilevya Kranov: *GONE*
Jenson MacDoughal: -moves back into the kitchen and without a word, begins helping Paul clean-
Jason St Augustine: *Heads for the showers*
Daisy Mae Everson: (bye Ilevya)
Daisy Mae Everson: *starts to clean*
Dana Mackintosh : *wonders if any of the port survived that blast*
Paul Stephens: -hands out cleaning stuff- This, was worth not heading to Bermuda Justin.
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~chuckles and heads to the back~ Yes paul, it was. IT was indeed.
Jenson MacDoughal: -starts mopping the floor-
Alexander Tarquine: ~slides out to change out of his wet clothes at home~
Dana Mackintosh : (10 minutes later) *emerges, thanking the goddess for leather and nylon that you can just wipe down. Dirty blond ropes hang down around her head in spikes at the bottom, her hair damp is truly a sight to behold. She walks towards the belltower, picking up her black fleece skiing jacket on the way*
Simon Everson: *pokes Daisy * you and i are gong to clean OURSELVEs first. *picks her up and heads to the Bathroom*
Jenson MacDoughal: -watches Justin go to the back for a moment, then resumes mopping-
Jason St Augustine: *Comes back down-rather fast turnaround time for what seems to have been done, complete new outfit, braid redone with it's usual gold wirethreaded through...*
Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ((now that shower pick means something *L*)) ~~comes in, sleek and muscled in a Gold's Gym tee-shirt that is straning to burst and a set of biker shorts, black of course. His 6'4" form stands for a minuite, his dark almost purple hair in a pony tail with a knot. His ebony skin glistens with water as he moves, carving a path thru the air, and wine dark eyes of the deepest purple scan the room with a measure of lazy sweeps~
Daisy Mae Everson: *laughing as she carried away to get cleaned up* Yes, sir... *she salutes SIMON*
Dana Mackintosh : *gone belltower*
Paul Stephens: -is rather effienct in cleaning as if he's done it a million times, reaching the hi and low places-
Jenson MacDoughal: -glances at Justin when he comes back out.. then.. double take.. and consciously reminds herself to breath.. looking away quickly and say to herself "he's a priest, he's a priest"-
Daisy Mae Everson: (no longer Archiving)
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