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- - - Micheal.
- - - Mitch.

A slight groan flooded out of her mouth as Ms.Lockweed made her entrance, lips pursed and all. Micheal immediately snapped her mouth shut, the move so sudden and harsh that she was amazed that the closure didn't make a snap or some kind of closing sound of the kind. Her head made its way downward until her eyes were set on the elegant tablecloth, with the hardwood peaking out through the tiny but many gaps in the lace. She studied it until the irratating noise that seemed to drone on and on finalized. Micheal lifted her head slowly, as if it would creak, and let the sight of the female unravel. Micheal hopped back on the soft cusion, nearly hopping right of the edge of the grand seat. A hardly audible sound dripped from her gaping mouth and she cringed at the woman. Her mouth snapped shut as the woman glanced at her. She could be a evil superhero ; Plasticwoman. Mitch stiffled a chuckle as ther woman eyes boar into her. She felt suddenl;y self cosiuos and crossed her arms over her chest. Trying her best to hold her head high. A smile at her attempt broke her lips, why was she so worried? Micheal defiantly smiled a nearly-crazy smile at the woman and said in a voice that mimicked hers. "Hello,miss. Are we," she paused and made her smile even bigger, transforming into a reckless grin, "Everything you expected?"

Micheal grinned wildly as she hopped out of the grand chair and walked stiffly to Miss.Botox. She sat down again, but on a chair that was a bit closer. She waited patiently for the others to speak up.

[e c h o s o n g]

Anywhere I cna jump in?

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[We are just in the eeting room. You can just be coming off the plane and arrivin g at the building, we are in the dining room.]

[e c h o s o n g]

[thanks I'll make my post pretty in a moment]
Bree sighed and tapped her foot impatiently while she waited for her ride. While she kept glancing at her phone fretting that she was terribly late, the car rolled in. She jumped as the car honk very loudly at her, Bree mentally hit her self in the head for not seeing it earlier. The driver grabbed her leather bag, she loved leather it was her favorite material. Couches, shoes, and jackets, everything she liked in leather. Once they arrived she grabbed her back and walked as fast as she could. Bree wasn't a runner, even in elementary she never was. Though, her body was very flexible because she used to do gymnastics as a little girl to high school. She rushed into the building, knowing she was awfully late, she blushed lightly of embarrassment. She could get embarrassed very easily.

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[ -- Bumpers! -- ]

[sunny,]

[I'll post in a moment c:]

[RYCBAR123]

[I am online, but I am waiting for a post that I can go off of. I may be absent for a short period of time.]

[Flicker -]

- - - Micheal.
- - - Mitch.

A slight groan flooded out of her mouth as Ms.Lockweed made her entrance, lips pursed and all. Micheal immediately snapped her mouth shut, the move so sudden and harsh that she was amazed that the closure didn't make a snap or some kind of closing sound of the kind. Her head made its way downward until her eyes were set on the elegant tablecloth, with the hardwood peaking out through the tiny but many gaps in the lace. She studied it until the irratating noise that seemed to drone on and on finalized. Micheal lifted her head slowly, as if it would creak, and let the sight of the female unravel. Micheal hopped back on the soft cusion, nearly hopping right of the edge of the grand seat. A hardly audible sound dripped from her gaping mouth and she cringed at the woman. Her mouth snapped shut as the woman glanced at her. She could be a evil superhero ; Plasticwoman. Mitch stiffled a chuckle as ther woman eyes boar into her. She felt suddenl;y self cosiuos and crossed her arms over her chest. Trying her best to hold her head high. A smile at her attempt broke her lips, why was she so worried? Micheal defiantly smiled a nearly-crazy smile at the woman and said in a voice that mimicked hers. "Hello,miss. Are we," she paused and made her smile even bigger, transforming into a reckless grin, "Everything you expected?"

Micheal grinned wildly as she hopped out of the grand chair and walked stiffly to Miss.Botox. She sat down again, but on a chair that was a bit closer. She waited patiently for the others to speak up.

[ --- Bleh. Stupid, short post, bit of wb today, not much muse. --- ]

[sunny,]

[I'm so terribly sorry but I don't want this role play to die. Wake up everyone! come on now! Keep it alive! I would post but there isn't much to post about since I already posted about his reaction to Miss.Lockweed. Maybe she should start showing us the mansions and telling us our wives and husbands? Just a suggestion.]

[RYCBAR123]

[I agree with Mystique. I love this roleplay, but there isn't much to say in a full post.]