Strawberry-Cream

Hey Malek!

Thanks for the invitation to your awesome wedding, I had a blast. The flight wasn't cheap but that party was worth it.

Send my kindest regards to the missy, and drop by if you ever do that European city tour!

Cheers,

Most impressive!

We just had a CP game Silvester 2012, and the GM brought his share of cobbled-together miniatures and scenery props, but it didn't even come close to this.

I can only second Vis and say: I'd buy that.

Cheers,

Interesting... can this identify the gene responsible for lawn-mower theft?

Mike,

 

Neenz has a very special friend named Matt. I was leaving her tied up for him!

Aww.

However, so you won't be disappointed Mike(Mat), we could tie up Rocky for you and leave him...

This thread is still alive?

I'm too lazy to read, what date again is the n.o.d. officially? And which nations are, uh, affected?

Great... I'll be gone 16th to 19th. I might be able to check by during that time though - not sure yet.

Joe has my full confidence that he can move Sylvaine along as to not stall the game.

See, that's why I asked for an ooc overview, it's been a while. kk, disregard the post then.

Pursing her lips ever so cutely, Sylvaine hesitantly opens them to speak... closes them again and just stares out of the window.

OOC: Any convo or anything else, or we arriving at Corrie's place?

OOC: Can we get a quick situational overview where who is? I assume we're all riding in hector's truck thing, but I don't want to fall completely off ^^.

Sylvaine's head perks up a moment at the call, her eyes definetely betraying her curiosity, but she turns away again and doesn't ask, content for now to watch the houses at the sidewalks floating by.

playing by realtime voice could be possible and also very interesting.

I would totally agree... apart from the darned TZ's...

I actually wanted to stay with Li, however I might think of something if she won't fit in the new group anymore.

As for char creation discussion, switch pickup skills from int+ref to a standard 15 to not make overemphasizing on ref too tempting, it's the damn most important stat in the bloody game anyway .

Hehe, yeah... is this still live?

With a quiet chuckle, Patrizia leans over and runs her hand through Jin-Jin's hair, explaining to Garth:

"Of course she understands, signore Garth. She is a smart bambina and will do great."

To her with the flash of a smale:

"Won't you?"

With a warmly amused smile:

"Another reason to someday marry a military man."

She takes another sip of coffeed, and strokes a strand of hair over her shoulder, stifling a yawn behind her hand once it becomes available. Nevertheless, after that she asks in a casual business tone:

"What are your suggestions for the day, signori?"

With a slight smile, Patrizia seems to be aware of Aubrey's look, but not minding it too much. She does pull the robe just a slight bit better into place. Apparently she doesn't mind to be admired, but also does not really want to give the wrong impression.

She moves towards the kitchen, nodding to the assembled.

"Buon giorno."

She gets herself some coffee and takes a seat, leaning slightly forward in a typical it's morning and I'd rather be asleep pose, asking with a smile:

"Thank you for the breakfast, signore Aubrey. Do you like to get up so early? I will gladly leave that duty to you."

Entering the living area with a slight yawn, Patrizia emerges. She seems rather sleepy still, nodding a good morning to whom she might pass, resting against a doorframe to watch Jin-Jin for a while. Despite just getting up and not having taken a shower yet, her black hair flows like a perfect stream of black velvet down her shoulders and to her waist, one smooth river of silken allure, without wave or ripple disturbing the perfect surface. The hair contrasts especially nice with the slightly shimmering, white morning robe, of what cloth it is you might only guess. She has it just loosely fitted, thrown over her shoulders and bound loosely with its belt in front of her, possibly inviting one look or the other at the perfectly smooth skin beneath, hugging her silhoutte gently, the delicious fullness of her shapely breasts, her small waist, and the long, sensual legs, the feet bare.

Stifling another yawn as Jin-Jin finishes, and thrusting herself away from the doorframe to move towards the breakfast, she smiles at Lao - a warm, still sleepy smile - and asks:

"Don't I get a good morning kiss, bambina?"

Coming by the room carrying some clothes, Patrizia interjects.

"For now it is time to go to bed."

She then proceeds to tug Jin-Jin in, displaying a delicate balance of care without doing overly so, applying just the right touch of proximity or care without forcing it too much, watching her signs as probably only someone used to tending to children would be.

Sylvaine intrepidly occupies the complete couch for now, legs on it - shoes off, supporting her head with a hand, all in a pose that looks nonchalantly comfortable, yet definetely - unwantedly - alluring, and undeniably french.

She looks at them two for a while, in anticpation of an answer.

When Patrizia gets a first look at the blood-splattered Jin-Jin, she raises a brow slightly, but doesn't seem to show any more reaction as apparently it's not Jin-Jin's blood herself. She goes to her and wipes off some blood from her face with a tissue handkerchief, explaining quite calmly:

"We should get you into a shower, ragazza, I will see if I can save your clothes."

Assuming Jin-Jin lets her, she puts her into the shower at the safehouse and tries to clean the blood from the clothes with cold water and curd soap.

Sylvaine for the moment is trying just that, to get comfortable on the couch, moving a bit on it.

"Ah, what kind of a corporation is zhat infocomp? Maybe zhey 'ad something to do with his, ah, change?"