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Post by Chris on Jul 1, 2012 23:30:00 GMT -5
Jax looked away from his cousin and Dani as X left, leaving the new girl standing alone in the middle of the room. Glancing back at the other two, Jax decided that he might as well take the time his cousin was distracted to go meet the new girl. He was curious about her, to say the least. It wasn't everyday that someone just wandered into the mansion unexpected, after all. He was suspicious of what she was up to, of course. And that piqued his interest about her even more. "I'll be back in a minute, gonna go welcome the new girl," he told his cousin, grinning.
Lucas rolled his eyes at him. "Why am I not surprised?" he muttered. Lucas watched as his cousin left, hopefully Jax would be careful. he didn't trust the new girl, and Jax tended to be reckless at times.
"So, couldn't resist joining our gang of misfits, huh?" Jaxon asked as he stopped in front of Phoenix. "It's a good place to be, certainly never boring, anyway. There's always someone causing trouble somewhere," he said, grinning. "Name's Dean, by the way," he added, remembering to give her the name he was currently going by. "So, how'd you find out where to find us?" he asked, trying to see what he could find out about her.
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Post by Chris on Jul 2, 2012 0:03:21 GMT -5
Onyx crossed her arms over her chest, watching the argument between X and the new girl. It was hard for her to be in the same room as X for more than a few moments, because all she wanted to do was drag his ass behind bars. But she couldn't do that yet, so she found it easier to just avoid him when it was possible. Not that it would be obvious to anyone else, of course. Onyx was good at keeping a completely blank, carefully emotionless face, so nobody could tell how she felt about someone.
This usually made Onyx come across as not liking anyone, and there were some people that took it personally. Onyx didn't care, of course, she was a spy. She was there to do her job, and that was it. Not make friends. Besides, there were a lot of people that Onyx didn't like. And only a few that she tolerated. She refused to actually become friends with anyone, even her fellow agents. Becoming friends with people just brought you trouble. If you got close someone, it meant that you cared about them, and if you cared about them, you started to worry about them and tried to look out for them. Which meant that you got yourself in trouble. Not to mention, you had to deal with the pain if something happened to them. Onyx had been down that road a very long time ago, and she refused to put herself through it again. No, much easy to keep everyone at arms length and focus on the job at hand.
X left, and Jax went over to talk to the new chick. Onyx sighed, blowing her bangs out of her eyes. Great. Nothing exciting. And now she wasn't sure what to do. She could go upstairs and sleep, since she'd been out all night, but that thought only lasted a few seconds. She could sleep later, she decided. Onyx pushed away from the wall she'd been leaning against, and left the living room. Heading down the hallway, and into the training room. This was Onyx's favorite room in the house, second only to her bedroom. She liked to come here and hit the punching bag until she wore herself out and keep her mind from wandering into dangerous territory. She slipped out of her jacket, tossing it onto the table and picking up a pair of gloves off the table and slipping them on. After putting the gloves on, Onyx walked over to the punching bag, took a deep breath, and then proceeded to start punching the bag as hard and quickly as she could.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2012 17:26:58 GMT -5
Remy shrugged. “I guess it could be cool, though the power to make people sleepy isn't exactly rare, I think X has it, whenever he talks I swear it becomes so difficult for me to stay conscious.” He joked after making sure X wasn't in hearing range. He'd much prefer if X could just email him all those rules and updates of his because attending meetings and trying to act like he was even remotely interested in what was going on was a huge waste of his time. rather than actually having to listen to them. There weren't very many people in the house Remy could stand to be around, but unlike most people in the house he didn't think Allie was an idiot and that made her one of the few people he kind of liked. It certainly didn't hurt that she also happened to be totally gorgeous.
Allie asked him if he slept well and Remy grinned and shook his head. “You know I knew I forgot to do something last night.” He said shrugging, he'd always been a bit of an insomniac and drinking coffee and red bull all day and night certainly didn't do anything to help him sleep. “Spent the night getting some work done, then killed a few zombies you know the usual.” He said joking a bit. “So how about you? Did you have a good night?” He asked.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2012 21:10:36 GMT -5
Conor ate his sandwich while he watched his dog scarf down the bowl of dog food. When the dog finished eating his own food he turned around and starred at Conor's sandwich, and it didn't take a psychic to tell that the dog was praying he'd drop it on the floor. Lilith asked him if he'd had a fun night but he got the feeling the question was a bit sarcastic rather than Lilith taking an actual interest in his life. He flicked the ashes from his cigarette into the sink and tossed the last piece of the sandwich towards the dog who snatched it up before it even his the ground. He inhaled a lung full of smoke and gave Lilith a shrug. “I always have a fun night, babe.” He said as he exhaled the smoke. He'd won quite a bit of cash last night hustling pool, gotten plenty drunk and feed a few women, heck the night had really only need a good brawl and it would've been damn near perfect. He quickly drank the cup of coffee, it could have used more whiskey but Conor figured he should sober up a bit just in case X finally had thrilling crime for them to do.
He rinsed his coffee cup out in the sink and kept an eye on St. Patrick who was eying the plain bagel that was on the counter. Patty could spend a whole day eating everything on sight and still be hungry, so Conor had to keep an eye on the dog to make sure it didn't steal anyone's food. Lilith threw away an empty container of cream cheese and mentioned how she'd liked to know who kept eating it all. Conor took another drag on the cigarette and grinned as he exhaled. “You outta ask Remy about that one, he's taken to eating Cheetos and cream cheese sandwiches. Tried to get me to try one yesterday, it looked disgusting.” Conor said hoping that got Remy into some trouble. Conor and Remy didn't get along at all and last week Remy had hacked the police computers and but Conor's car on the stolen vehicle list. It had taken him forever to convince the cops that it really was his car and Conor was more than happy to send some trouble Remy's way. Conor noticed that St. Patrick had his head in the trash can now, trying to decided if he wanted to eat the empty container or not.
“Patty go outside.” He told the dog before the dog could have a chance to dig through the trash and make a mess out of the kitchen. St. Patrick quickly pulled his head out of the trash and barked. “Go now.” He ordered again and pointed at the door. St. Patrick laid down on the kitchen floor and acted like he was sleeping. Conor's dog wasn't exactly well trained.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2012 21:31:34 GMT -5
Andy nodded and smiled in response to her sarcastic response. “Oh yeah, I'm very astute like that, nothing get's past me.” He joked back. He wondered if he was bothering her, her response had sounded a bit irritated, but he'd decided to just take it as a joke. He figured she had probably come outside to get away from all the craziness that seemed to go on inside the house. “It nice to meet you too, Stacy.” He said making a mental note to remember her name and of course not to sing “that song.” Actually it took him a second to figure out what song she was talking about, it had been a long time since he'd heard Stacy's Mom. “And I promise no singing, no one should have to subject to the torture that is my tone deaf singing anyway.” He added pushing his wet hair out of his eyes. She mentioned that he'd been swimming and Andrew nodded. “Oh I see you're very observant as well. I think it's a great way to start the day you know, it helps clear my head.” He explained. “And sure beats whatever the drama of the morning is in there. So how do you like it hear?"
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2012 22:06:10 GMT -5
David was starting to get bored of watching X and the sandman whose name he learned was Phoenix. He figured that Phoenix was a code name or at least a fake one, he was pretty sure most people in the hose were using fake names or nicknames, criminals liked keeping secrets after all. He hated living in a house full of criminals and having to pretend that he was one of them but it would be worth it in the end if they could arrest every single one of them and then watch them rot behind bars. It looked like X had decided to let Phoenix stay in the house and become part of the gang, big shock there, X seemed to be adding more and more people every week. He wondered how X would react when they arrested him and found out that half his gang were RINS spies, including his secret girlfriend. That though made David grin to himself. It wasn't long before X followed Violet downstairs and then the rest of the group began to disperse throughout the house.
David headed into the training room as he did every morning, he liked to keep the same routine every morning and the first thing he did every day was work out. A spy should be in top physical condition and David wasn't about to let himself get out of shape, he usually trained at least twice a day. He headed into the training room, the only other person in there was Onyx which was good, it meant he would have to deal with overly chatty people and he didn't have to pretend to be friendly with any criminals for now. Later he would have to act as if he was friendly and outgoing type of person but for now it was nice to have to put on an act. David headed to the other side of the room to lift weights.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 9, 2012 0:36:52 GMT -5
Dusty raised an eyebrow at the mention of Mitchell, yeah he would definitely describe a run in with that creep as a complication. It wasn't a big surprise that Mitch had recognized Luna, she wasn't anything close to forgettable and the way Dusty saw it was probably a good thing this black market dealer had been Mitchell. X didn't get his hands on whatever illegal thing he was trying to buy and now Mitchell would be arrested like he should have been months ago. Sounded like she'd killed two birds with one stone, sure it would've been better if they knew what X was looking to get his greedy little hands on now but they'd be able to arrest him for something soon enough. It was a bit strange that X had told her to keep it secret, especially strange that he'd mentioned to keep it secret from him especially. “That's kind of odd. I guess X likes you better.” He teased before they headed downstairs. He hoped X didn't suspect him or anything, he doubted he would, these criminals weren't exactly genius's, at least not in Dusty's opinion.
Dusty followed Luna downstairs to finally see what all the noise was about. There was a new girl with bright orange hair arguing with X about something. Apparently she'd been trespassing, yeah X really ran a tight ship, half his people were spies and now it seemed that just anyone of the street could get into his little gang. Dusty wondered why it was taking so long for them bust this moron. He hadn't seen the girl before and he didn't know, or care, what she was but she surely wasn't one of there agents. “Great another housemate, and something tells me this one is trouble.” He whispered back. “I'll hold the door open if you wanna start dragging people down there.” He added. It seemed like more and more criminals were going everyday, which was fine they agency just sent in more spies so they weren't out numbered or anything. Plus when they finally got to bust this gang they'd be taking in most of the top supernatural criminals around, one big bust that would really put a dent in the criminal element around here.
“So, Valkry, are you hungry? I could make some eggs or something.” He offered making sure to use the fake name the agency had given her. Dusty or Cash as the agency had him going by now, didn't really mind the whole fake name bit, he was pretty much used to it by now. The only thing he did insist on was that he wouldn't take off his wedding ring and pretend to be single. They had plenty of agents who were and Dusty didn't need to find himself in any awkward situations and he was glad the agency had respected that. “And coffee, I definitely need some fresh coffee.” He said yawning a bit.
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Post by marie on Jul 9, 2012 23:09:17 GMT -5
Violent was getting irritatingly close to just killing him to ease her already annoyance from the mornings compilations. It started off good, then that thing came, and things got wibbly. She took a sip of her drink and decided to just ignore him all together. That was until she glanced over to see X and heard the conversation between him and his bartender. She flashed him a smile, then let it fade just as quickly as it appeared. "Maybe you need to get a prostitute or go get laid, later today." she suggested to the bartender, since he obviously needed to get some. She glance towards X, "So Phoenix is an interesting one." she said, as she took a sip of her drink. Then she remembered something, "Don't we have a Diamond to get or is it something else tonight?" she asked him.
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Post by marie on Jul 9, 2012 23:21:52 GMT -5
Allie heard him and let out a soft giggle, "Well X is just trying to keep us all on the task." she said, with a little shrug. She would much prefer learning about what to do away from everyone from her general anxiety around people. She was trying to keep on X's good side, this was the closest thing she had to an actual family. She kept looking away from him to keep from blushing, she was doing a lot better than normal, so maybe she could actually talk to someone without wigging out. Hearing his comment about him forgetting to do something, she let out a giggle, "You know, it's a normal thing to have at least four hours asleep for people to function properly. I guess, none works too." she said, she didn't realize it but it was in a lightly teasing way. She heard him say that he was killing some zombies, "Well one wouldn't want a zombie Apocalypse." she said, with a small grin. Hearing his question, she gave a smile, "I slept some, then cleaned up and then tried to find something entertaining to do." she answered him.
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Post by marie on Jul 9, 2012 23:39:35 GMT -5
Phoenix wasn't phased by X when he started glaring at her, apparently he didn't enjoy her comment about correcting the term he used. Funny, and she totally thought he would. Darn, there goes that plan. She thought as she mentally rolled her eyes, she didn't like being remotely nice to anyone. She decided that it was best to just stay mute until he agred and left, "Okay, I'll make sure too look pretty convinceing then." she said, rolling her eyes. She didn't like proving herself to others, especially people like X. She thought it was pretty funny that he said that he didn't let just anyone join his gang, and yet, she bet that there was spies located in the very gang, that resembled some sort of pathetic excuse for a family.
Hearing a new voice, she glanced over and decided he wasn't that bad looking, "Misfits doesn't even begin to describe it." she replied to him, ops she was suppose to do that thing called "nice" but in her personal opinion she was being just that, nice. She heard him tell her that always someone is causing trouble, "well previously it was me. I guess, i mad a fabulous impression on him." she replied, with a tone filled with sarcasm. Lightly smiled to show that she was kidding, but let it fade out. Heard him introduce himself as Dean, "Phoenix, oh and i have my ways. I had a hacker on my team once." she replied back to him, at least at this point she sounded criminal but she also sounded like she could attempt to sound like a spy.
She glanced around, "Since you're going to play a hundred questions, wanna go somewhere else?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
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Post by marie on Jul 10, 2012 21:05:29 GMT -5
Dani was usually pretty good at names, but she was having issues with the whole real names, code names and then mission names. She heard Sam's response and flashed him a smile, then glanced over towards Dean and playfully rolled her eyes, "I'll save that idea for later." she replied. then she heard Sam tell her that Dean has no brain, "I'll keep that in mind, when i want to kill something." she said, playfully. Everyone by now knows that she's one of the ones that aren't violent, she's like the nurse or doctor of the group. She's suppose to heal everyone when they get hurt too bad. She's a little hesitant sometimes, but she does it so she doesn't blow her cover.
Hearing his other comment, she gave him a light smile, "Yeah, it sucks but at least, my doesn't hurt your eyes." she said, playfully with a little grin.
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Post by marie on Jul 12, 2012 0:05:53 GMT -5
Stacy wasn't use to being nice, but it was pleasant that Andy took her comment the way that she meant it to be. It's not like it really matter, normally she would have meant whatever he would take it. However, this time she was being nice and this encouraged her to continue doing this nice thing. She ran a hand through her hair, "That will come in handy on mission's and stuff." she said, of course, in her comment she meant whatever goose chance X had them going in. Hearing him tell her that it was nice to meet her too and then his comment about the song, she did a light nod, "I would say try me, but I would probably hit you..if you gave me a headache." she said, adding on the last part to keep trying this nice thing. She thought she really sucked at it, but she knew that he was X's best man, what a better way to learn something. But that's not what she was thinking right now, in-fact she just didn't want to think about spy things. She heard him comment about her being very observant, she already knew that, "It just comes natural. And what an interesting way to clear a head." she commented back, then added, "Well that's true, come on, show me what this clearing head looks like." she said, walking pasted him expecting him to follow, she glanced over her shoulder, "Come on." she said, with a small wink. Flirting? where the hell did that come from. she thought, as she made her way to the pool. She figured if she stripped completely down the guy would have a heart attack, so she just took off her shirt and pants off and glanced over and climbed in.
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Post by Chris on Jul 12, 2012 0:16:44 GMT -5
Luna snorted when Dusty whispered that something told him that their apparent new housemate was trouble. She had to agree. Something about the girl Luna didn't like right off the bat, and it wasn't just because she knew that the girl was a criminal and not one of their agents, there was something else she didn't like about her. Well, wasn't that just great? She had a new name to add to the list of people she didn't like, that she was also being forced to live with. Hopefully this mission would be over soon, so she and Dusty could be rid of them. Dusty added that he'd hold the door open if she wanted to start dragging people down there, and even though Luna wasn't in the best mood, she couldn't help but chuckle at that. "You've got a deal," she added, grinning a little at the thought. That picture that popped into her head put her in a little bit better of a mood. Especially the one of dragging X down into the basement. X, out of everyone there, was the one she hated the most because she had to follow orders from him. Plus, she was still a little confused, and just a bit concerned, over the fact that X had told her specifically not to tell Dusty about her 'errand' last night. What was his reasoning for that? Luna shook the thought off, and reminded herself that in the end, this whole thing would be worth it. Because when they were finally able to bust X and his gang, they would have a whole lot of criminals put behind bars, more than just the few that they'd originally thought. And the more criminals sent off behind bars, the better off the entire world was. That was the reason Luna enjoyed her job so much -most of the time, anyway- because she, Dusty, and their fellow agents, were all doing something good.
Luna snapped out of her thoughts when Dusty . . . er- Cash spoke, asking if she was hungry, and offered to make eggs or something. And added that he definitely needed some coffee. Luna was use to the whole fake name thing, she'd been in the spy game long enough that she was pretty quick to catch on to their new names, so when Dusty called her Valkry, she remembered right away that was the name the agency had her going by right now. But just because she was use to it, and quick to remember it, didn't mean that she didn't still worry about saying the wrong name at the wrong time. But, at least one thing that she didn't have to worry about, was that the agency had respected both her and Dusty's request to not have to take off their rings, and pose as being single. Luna was usually pretty willing to go along with whatever the agency wanted her to do, and before she'd met Dusty, she'd never refused to do anything they asked of her. But that was the one thing she'd insisted on since getting married, because the whole pretending to be single thing would lead to a whole batch of awkward situations that she would rather not have to deal with. Plus, it just made it easier to not have to pretend otherwise.
"Well, that makes two of us. You know how grouchy I get if I don't get my coffee," Luna said, grinning a little. "And yeah, I'm starved. Eggs sound great with me. Well, as long as you're the one making them," she added the last part with a grin, playfully bumping Dusty as she walked past him, towards the kitchen. Luna had never really been fond of cooking, and more often than not; if Dusty didn't do the cooking, Luna would just grab take-out for them. Luna stayed quiet as she walked towards the kitchen, and raised an eyebrow slightly when she found two people and a dog already in the kitchen. Luna crinkled her nose up when the scent of alcohol filled her nose. Must have been Conor, if she had to guess. He looked like he was still wearing the same clothes from the night before, if she remembered correctly. "Conor, Lilith," Luna said, with a light nod of her head towards them. Luna didn't like either of them, because they were criminals and not agents, but she had to let on like she at least didn't dislike them. Luna turned back towards Dusty. "Tell ya what, Cash, I'll do something a little out of the ordinary. since you're making the eggs," Luna started, "I'll make us some toast to go along with it," she said, chuckling. Toast was one of the very few things that Luna would actually make on occasion, which just went to show how much she disliked cooking if she considered something as easy as making toast to be out of the ordinary. With that, Luna walked over to the sink and started up the coffeemaker. She would probably need a lot of that to get through the morning, with the way things looked to be going so far.
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Post by Chris on Jul 12, 2012 0:17:37 GMT -5
When Conor said that he always had a fun night, Lilith snorted. "Sure ya do, Honey," she said, a light trace of sarcasm in her voice. She really couldn't help but be a little bit sarcastic, not only was it just in her nature, but also because she was thinking about the fact that even if he had a good night out. . . he had the hangover to deal with in the morning. And hangovers weren't fun for anyone. Lilith always avoided them, by limiting her drinks, and besides, she liked being able to remember everything she did rather than trying to piece it together through scattered memories. Then again, that was just Lilith's take on the matter, everyone liked spending their free time in different ways. Lilith just preferred to spend her not having a hangover from hell.
After Lilith dropped the empty cream cheese container into the trash, she looked up hearing Conor say that she should ask Remy about it, that he'd been eating Cheetos and cream cheese sandwiches. Lilith scrunched her nose up. "Cheetos and cream cheese?" she repeated. "That sounds disgusting. Who would even think of something like that?" she muttered. She looked back to Conor, raising an eyebrow curiously. Hmmm, she was suspicious though if he was telling the truth. It wasn't exactly a secret that he and Remy didn't get along, so Lilith had to wonder if he was just trying to get Remy in trouble with her. But then again, why would he come up with something gross like cream cheese and Cheetos sandwich just to get Remy in trouble? Lilith shrugged. She'd ask Remy about it later and see how he reacted. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, or maybe he would have an idea of who had really done it, whatever the case; wouldn't hurt to ask him. "I'll talk to him about it later," she finally said, "but uh, expect a visit from me if I have any reason to think you're lying to me," she threatened with a grin. Lilith was known for having a laid back personality, but she was also known for getting revenge if someone pissed her off. And someone lying to her pissed her off. So for Conor's sake, she hoped he was telling the truth about Remy.
She walked back over to the sink and picked up the plate with her bagel on it, and looked over towards Conor's dog when Conor yelled at him to go outside, letting out a chuckle when she saw that the dog was pulling his head out of the trash can, and then laid down, pretending to be asleep when Conor pointed at the door and told him to go outside. "Gee, Conor, St. Patrick is so well trained. Did you train him yourself, or did you send him to obedience school?" Lilith asked, not hiding the sarcasm nor the grin that spread across her face. "And you should really feed the poor dog, I think he's starving," she teased. She knew full that St. Patrick had just inhaled a whole bowl of dog food, and she'd even seen Conor give the dog the last of his sandwich, so she knew the dog wasn't starving, but she still couldn't resist the urge to tease him about it. She looked up when she heard someone else enter the kitchen, Valkry and Cash, she noticed. Lilith gave them both a small smile. "Hello you two," she said. Noticing that Luna didn't spare her much of a glance. Lilith shrugged. She usually tried to be friendly with the others, but if they didn't bother to return it, Lilith didn't much care. She was only a part of X's little group until she found something more interesting, so she didn't care if she made friends with them or not.
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Post by Chris on Jul 12, 2012 0:18:01 GMT -5
When Onyx started hitting the punching bag, it didn't take her long before she sort of 'zoned out', so to speak, and completely tuned out her surroundings; it usually took a lot to draw her attention enough to make her look away from the punching bag. Which was why Onyx didn't hear anyone else enter the training room. She lost track of how long she'd been hitting the punching bag before she finally started to wear down, and the muscles in her arms started to hurt. Onyx could have kept going longer, but she didn't see any reason to push herself. It wasn't like she was actually kicking the crap out of someone that had pissed her off, or trying to get handcuffs on a criminal or anything good like that, after all.
She hit the bag three more times quickly, and then dropped her hands and dragged in a few deep breaths, until her lungs weren't screaming at her for oxygen anymore. Onyx had a bad habit of holding her breath a lot when she was focusing on other things and didn't realize it until that pesky need for air really hit her. She started taking her gloves as she turned around to walk back over to the table she'd gotten them from, and paused when she realized there was someone else there, on the other side of the room. Onyx frowned, she hadn't heard anyone come in; when did he get there? She relaxed her shoulders though when she saw that it was just David; another spy and not one of the criminals. While Onyx made no effort to be friendly with any of the criminals, it was nice to see it was just another spy because she didn't have to watch them. "When did you get here?" she asked. That was the only thing Onyx said, she wasn't exactly the type to just make small talk, but she was curious when he'd gotten there. She hated when she didn't hear people around her. It was her own fault for allowing herself to zone out, but still.
Onyx walked over to the table and dropped her gloves down on it, and looked up when she heard a bird squawking. Grey, of course, she thought, looking up and seeing her familiar, a Mockingbird, fly into the room and land on the table in front of her. "About time you got here," she said. Onyx often spoke to the bird as though it were a human, even thought Onyx thought that the bird usually listened better. In the bird's claws, was a small piece of paper, rolled up neatly all except for where Grey's claws had dug into the paper a little. "Thank you, Gray," Onyx said, reaching over and taking the paper from the bird and unrolling it before scanning over it. Onyx grinned. At least her night out hadn't been wasted, she thought, this was just what she'd wanted to hear.
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