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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 12:26:19 GMT -8
Bastille looked down at him and sighed a bit.
"Is anything with you small?" She remarked quietly. Although from the way her brow was furrowing irritably, it was obvious she was not exactly keen on Barker being at her wedding, although she did like the idea of showing off and completely disregarding any gained fear of Barker. But she did have one condition...
"Just..." she paused, her face scrunching up in disgust. There was only one person who could even creep her out..."Just dont invite Winklewood- god forbid that man even be living"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 12:44:06 GMT -8
Mathew shuddered at the name of Winklewood.
"No problem, I will station guards with rakes outside to make sure he doesn't get in."
Ugh, Barker was one thing. Winklewood though, no way in Hell.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 12:51:36 GMT -8
Bastille nodded and seemed to be thinking about it.
"I dont really have preferences otherwise...." She's never been much for planning events. At least...non violent ones.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 12:58:43 GMT -8
"Then I will take care of everything sweety."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 13:00:59 GMT -8
"Delilah.....Perhaps her for the maid of honor...It would be Homi otherwise but she's dead." Bastille muttered. "And I have a dress already.." She breathed out after a moment of thought about it. Just so he didn't think he had to go get one for her.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 13:11:10 GMT -8
"Yeah? Who else did you want for Bride's maids?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 13:23:21 GMT -8
Bastille shook her head. "I could do some of my girls from Toledo- but none of them actually know my identity, and that was supposed to stay that way. The Kahleesi has no identity- it helped maintain the balance. But there are ...my knight, a couple of them. Perhaps some of Amalgam. We'll just have to see I guess- odd how I have to start counting friends. I dont usually have those."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 14:19:48 GMT -8
"I find that people have less friends than they think they do, but more than they need when it really comes down to it."
Though that could just be him. For some reason he was never lacking in people that seemed willing to put their lives on the line for him, or for his goals. No matter how cruel or selfish he was, people were always drawn to him. People were stupid.
"Any preference on flowers?"
Because as hard as they might be to get, Mathew was going to do his damn hardest to get her the wedding she deserves.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 15:38:17 GMT -8
"I'm particularly fond of lilies" She yawned, just taking the chance to lay down on top of him.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 15:39:36 GMT -8
"Then I will make sure you have lillies."
Somehow. He didn't know where he would find them, but he would. Somehow. His arms moved over her as she lay down on top of him, holding her in a very gentle embrace on the bed.
"When do we want to do this?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 15:53:09 GMT -8
" we should wait ... At least a couple months." Her gaze was on their children.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 15:55:10 GMT -8
"I suppose that get's me time to set things up. And to try and contact Barker. I will be very disappointed if he doesn't show up..."
Because Mathew totally had a plan.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 16:49:36 GMT -8
Bastille lifted her head and raised a brow at him. She was obviously questioning his sanity-...again.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 16:53:32 GMT -8
"Levi. He can see someone once and follow their Qi signature. I'm not sure on the exact distance. But from what I understand it's a pretty big distance. Possibly all of Long Beach. So if Barker shows up, and then leaves. We know where his base is, and where he is at any given moment."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Feb 26, 2013 16:57:54 GMT -8
Bastille contemplated that for a moment then nodded- somewhat satisfied.
"And how does that power help us if he is perfectly willing to stand present while his minions attack our guests? I would really rather not be a slave again, it was quite the drag." She said idly. Although, at this point- she was positive her children would be FAR from the wedding. Or at least, close enough to watch but far enough to make a safe escape should they need it. Odd how her brain had reprogrammed itself to make them first.
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