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Ooc:: UPDATE

So my baby brother made it out of the hospital for thanksgiving. He still has obvious symptoms but they don't even know what he has so he could possibly end up back there but for now he is home. I will be on today later to catch up on what all I had missed during his stay in the hospital. Thank you for being understanding in my absence through this. Hopefully he will be fine and not have to go back any time soon.

#Mars

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Ooc::

So my concert finished last night however a unfortunate turn of events happened and my baby brother is seriously sick and in the hospital. I'm the only person he is remaining calm with through this process so please excuse the inactivity and keep my little brother in your thoughts and prayers. We hope he will recover from this soon. I will be on tomorrow hopefully if I don't spend the day at the hospital with him again. I would love to get more developing plots going so if you are up for anything please let me know through messages.

#Mars #sorry I'm MIA #this is stressful :(

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 There was a sudden stiffen that came across Daniel broad shoulders. He kept his face even and unyielding to any real emotion as he spoke, “Yea, I sorta raised myself growin’ up.” He let his gaze move to the rail as the other’s did, there was no intention on his part to elaborate on what that meant. In his mind, Daniel had been raised by the streets and that was that.

 “Daniel,” he stated glanced back past the stairway, “I’m actually working, but for now I am taking a break from the party,” his brow lifted some as a smirk formed to his lips. “And you?” he asked in return.

“Oh I bet your Mom loved feeding you when you were a teenager,” he laughed and eyed the railing again with a shake to his head. He was prone to adventurous choices when he was intoxicated. “Ha yeah, takes all types right? Anyway, I’m Jonny. You got a reason for being out here all alone? Or did you just need a break from the party?”  

#tprpgCh:JonnyD

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 He shrugged his massive shoulders upward some, clearly still at odds with the addiction itself, “I got in deep with some payouts. Long story short, if you give into something entirely, you give it complete power to ruin your life. If you consider your circumstance to be ruined or not. I see it as a different kind of opportunity.” he smirked nodding some as they shook, “Nice t’meet ya’ Knox. So aside from memorable first encounters, what’s got you grounded here in London?”

“Sounds like yer talkin’ from experience. Did ya have the addiction or someone close?” He paused for the moment to eye the other man. He looked like he was healthy enough, but these days it was harder to tell. Looking to the hand held out to him and gave a firm shake. “Knox. Ah– I try to make it different from others.”

#tprpgCh:Knox

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 Daniel kept that smug look upon his face, shaking his head somewhat to pass off how she caught at least part of what he had spoke under his breath, “nothing. And what exactly do you mean by these types?” he arched a brow in a clever manner before speaking further on it, “as if we are any better? we work for them? what does that say about us, hmm?” 

 Her final remark actually got a soft laugh out of him, “Hun, with the line of work you and I are in, we both know you aren’t fooling anyone with that as a Lady crap. Now the restraining thing I do believe.” Daniel’s cheeky grin remained plastered on his face, “If we’re gunna be co-workers, you should know. I don’t mind a woman who speaks her mind. You are free to say whatever you want.”

“You’re absolutely right - there is a difference, and I suppose that tiny detail is worth mentioning.”, she nodded, humoring him if only for a moment.   It wasn’t often she freely spoke of the work she did, still finding it hard to believe that this was what had become of her life - but figured that dwelling in the ‘what-ifs’ wasn’t going to do her any favors.  “Should be doing it for what? I’m sorry I didn’t catch that part.”

“Nor have I.  Something tells me that around here, it wouldn’t go over very well at all, not with these types.”, Avery shrugged, glancing around them to keep any curious ears at bay.  “There’s a multitude of things I’d like to call it - but in the interest of keeping my reputation as a lady, I’ll have to try and restrain myself.”

#tprpgCh:Avery #these two are going to be so much fun

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  He nodded as she spoke, seeing how she looked away from his hand covering the bleeding wound. “Yea, it is, so be more careful next time, someone may not be so forgiving when you turn and nearly gut them.” with that he moved past her, his eyes studying her face as he passed by, “see you  ‘round.” he spoke, the words cause his lips to form in a grin as he kept his hand over the wound, his main concern now was getting it taken care of before his appointment later that night.

  His relaxed attitude confused her. She never seen anyone acting like this before a stabbing–except her, of course. It really must have not been that bad, then, if he was being casual. Camilla tore her eyes away from his wound to stare at the man. “No…I mean…” She couldn’t say “I just finished killing a man and now I need to get out of here because London is fucked up” so she settled with. “It’s…y’know, dangerous. Out here.” 

#tprpgCh:Camilla #end #we should set up a plot between them

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OOC::

So as I stated before I'm in a dance concert and this weekend is our show. So forgive me for being a bit MIA. We have tech from 5-10pst so that's where I've been. I will be around today to get to things but will be off again for the show at 5. Just keeping you guys in the know as to why I have been gone somewhat.

#outofcommission #Mars

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“Same old thing, yeah you know that shit's boring (that shit's boring)                American you know I had to cop that foreign (cop that foreign).”  

                                                                                                                       - Foreign, Trey Songz

#DanielPics #DanielsRide #DanielMusing

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“...Bang, bang, bang        Grip me in your hands..”  

Break the skin 'Cause I can't tell where your body ends and mine begins Tear the flesh I woke today feeling like some kind of masochist You manifest You bring things to be And your mojo witchcraft, Honey, it's working on me I must confess Pull, beg, and plead That I need your kiss like the ocean needs a breeze Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So here we go again It echoes in my head Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So I can feel you here with me Soaked in sin Baptized by your kiss and now I'm born again Bite your lip Wrap my hands around your head and pull you in I can't catch my breath Sleep, think, or speak Yeah your mojo witchcraft, Honey, it's working on me So let's make a mess Tear up these sheets Every whisper you speak sends shivers through me Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So here we go again It echoes in my head Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So here we go again It echoes in my head Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So I can feel you here with me (tear the flesh) So I can feel you here with me (break the skin) So I can feel you near me (tear the flesh) So I'll make sure you hear me Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So here we go again It echoes in my head Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands Oh, I go off like a gun Like a loaded weapon Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands So here we go again It echoes in my head Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands Bang, bang, bang Grip me in your hands

#DanielMusic #DanielMusing

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 He lifted his chin some as she spoke, that grin never faded from his lips, “I’m not saying I’m better, I’m just saying there’s a difference though many people don’t acknowledge it.” He watched her as she spoke, his brow quirked as he began to put two and two together. “Honestly I’m in no position to complain about pay, technically I should be doing this shit for free.” the last half of his comment was spoken under his breath, mostly so she wouldn’t hear it clearly. 

 “I see, well I never really tested those waters. I obviously don’t interact with other employees much. So I have no idea how that would go over, and no real intentions of finding out,” He stated offhandedly before shrugging as she called him humble. Unsure if she was being sarcastic or not Daniel replied anyway, “If that’s what you wanna call it.”

“Tomaayto, Tomahto - same thing.  Phrase it anyway you need to phrase it, sweetheart; At the end of the day, you and I are no better than one another.  Either way, you’re selling your time and your energy to someone else for a nominal fee - probably not nearly as high as either of us would like, but it pays the bills, no?”, she asked, shrugging her shoulders, finding his cockiness almost humorous.  “Oh, there will be no trying it for me - I don’t think the powers that be would much like the employees….intermingling with each other very much, but A+ on the ‘staying humble’ thing you’ve got going on here.”

#tprpgCh:Avery

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 The smart smirk upon his face faded seeing she was seriously troubled by what she had done, which caused him to change his tone somewhat, his expression turned more relaxed than sarcastic, “Nah, I can stitch it myself. I don’t really trust hospitals. Trust me I’ve been through worse under better circumstances.” his open comment caused him to grin. “seriously don’t worry about it, just be more careful in the future.” Daniel’s expression turned questioning, “why are you so jumpy anyways? are you in trouble?”

  Camilla wasn’t following the conversation. She was more focused on the blood seeping through and staining the shirt he wore. She did that. She hurt him and it was her fault. It wasn’t deep enough to be fatal, but if he was just a little bit closer…

  Camilla swallowed dryly. Her eyes never left the wound she inflicted, and she really was trying to stop trembling, she really was. “Fuck…fuck, I’m sorry…” Maybe she should start taking medication for her anxiety…but none of that now! He was hurt, and it’s her fault, but she’ll try to fix it. “You don’t…you don’t need to go to the hospital, d’you?” Camilla asked, eyes flickering to his face for a moment before going back to his side. 

#tprpgCh:Camilla #Hey Hey!! #I'm Mars nice to meet you

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Motivation || Open

 Daniel spent most of his weekend mornings in the gym, everything about his physique was closely monitored from his diet to his types of workouts. All of his efforts to maintain such a form paid off in his line of work, where appearance is only the first part. 

 As he finished up with the his bench presses he had been doing, Daniel set the bar down and moved off the equipment, catching sight of eyes on him he looked to the person and smirked, “You need something?”

#tprpgstarters #tprpgstarter #fukinstarter #idk what to tag this as tbh #DanielAcklandRp

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 He laughed nodding somewhat, “I was the little guy as a kid, guess I compensated as an adult for it?” he commented offhandedly before arching a brow to the mans next comment, “Yea I could see how this could be all bad drunk. And hey, whatever helps us maintain right?” he stated in regards to him being high, “Share away if that's what you wanna do.”

“Yeah you are pretty giant, huh?” Jonny laughed when the other suggested he try it. “Yeah, I’ve slid down that thing a million times. Always fun and always dangerous. Mostly because I do it when I’m drunk. —I’m sorry I’m over sharing. I’m totally stoned right now.”

#tprpgCh:JonnyD

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#DanielQuotes #DanielMusing

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I’m so used to being used.

Six letter word story (via madimonyo)

#DanielQuotes #DanielMusing #Earned it #The Weeknd

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 He chuckled at the implication that sex was what he was speaking of, “You do know Escorts get paid for more than just sexual favors right, that's what Prostitutes do, strictly sex. Though, sex is usually what is asked of me, that’s not all I am used for. I can do other things than provide a good lay.” He would have left it at that, but her second comment cause him to grin devilishly, “I didn’t set my prices, demand set the prices for me. And I think, you can’t knock something until you try it. Must be doing something right if I’m getting booked by high end celebrities and models who come here looking for a good time.”

“Easy there, Mr. Vanity.  Who said I wanted to sleep with you in the first place? Besides, I think you’ve greatly over-valued how much a roll in the hay with you is really worth.”

#tprpgCh:Avery

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  “No not really, mind you I think that drinking is an amazing past time.” As he finished his statement the bartender brought him his shot. Her draw out yawn-groan caused him to laugh somewhat under his breath. He knew that huff of irritation meant and he turned on the bar stool to face Nicola, just as she spoke of him having to amuse her. Taking a moment to think of something, and also just to let that irritation fester within her a bit more by his obvious silence to her demands. He knocked the shot back and looked over the glass, “Amuse you hmm? well unfortunately for you I’m not working right now.” 

  He gave her his sly grin before setting down the glass, “What, you wanna go shopping or something? I mean you are more than welcome to come with me, I was heading to the docks, as you can tell.” He looked more like a lower end citizen wearing slightly torn jeans and a grey fitted T-shirt with a black leather jacket over it. It was a step back from his more high class appearance he maintained almost daily while working, however he knew the docks were a different environment than the high end places he usually escorted people to, and that showing off your wealth could get you killed in the wrong crowd. 

 He lived a double life so to speak, the streets always called to him, no matter how far from his hometown he was, he always found a way into the veins of the underground city life. “Although I happen to like you when you are angry so, I might just let you sit here and build into this rampage just for my own amusement.” he lifted a brow in challenge, almost as if he was showing the intention behind his words. Though he tried her patience as often as he could, he still knew where the chain of command fell, and he learned a the hard way how to not cross that line from stoking the fire to dousing it in gasoline.

“Can you blame me?” The day was horrifyingly dull, one would think there would be excitement when it came to London but so far, all she’d done was drink. A yawn left her lips, but it was too early and too late for yawns but it seemed the entertainment she so craved was not coming from anywhere, not even from the glass she held. The yawn was preceded by a loud groan, arms slumping; clearly annoyed by that very fact. “If you don’t do anything to amuse me, I’ll probably go on a rampage..” Nicola warned, though she did not really meant her words. Though, nothing really stopped her from actually doing so and knowing her, anything could happen. 

#tprpgCh:Nicola