Assassins CC

Yep! God, I need to find a Rose pic soon... fail.

Where can I come in? Or should I wait until tomorrow when Sweet is back?

Let's see... Both Aiden and Rose have no one to talk to. Rose is in the conference room, hanging, and Aiden is in the kitchen, hanging.

I have a picture of Rael right here...



I shall be on tomorrow morning because my friend is forcing my to bed... Night. Make sure I have an opening for tomorrow?

Yep!

Marjorie: Ugh, I feel all icky again. Really, really icky. What did I have again last night? I start counting on my hands as I walk down the hall way. Some beer, a bottle of cupcake, three bottle of grey goose, some expensive stuff I found under the cabinet, and some margaritas. And then I took some shots but David wouldn't tell me what it was. I look down at my fingers and grimace. "Ugh, too many fingers! I can't count that high without looking at my toes too!" I hang my head before coming into the kitchen and opening the fridge. "Water..." I breathe. But it's so nice and cool in here... I curl up in a little ball, sit on the shelf next to the soda, and put my head on the side. Ah, that hits the spot!

Aiden: "hangover?" I asked the girl who walked in.

Marjorie: I keep my eyes closed and nod. "Uh-huh. I don't understand it either- I don't normally get hangovers. But I guess I might've had too much last night..."

Aiden: I laughed. "Well what did you have?"

Um...I'll just have Mckenzie bump into someone.

Kk

She could bump into Nox... He's always just... Around. And I think Rael should be doing something as well.

Rose isn't talking to anyone.

Avery.The.Cannibal wrote:She could bump into Nox... He's always just... Around. And I think Rael should be doing something as well.

That works. I'm going to be popping in and out, so...

Marjorie: I look down at my fingers again and grimace. So much! "A lot..." I say after a moment. I close my eyes again and start playing with my braid. "My first day at the American division and I'm hung over."

Aiden: "oh? Where are you from?"

Nox: I shoved my hands deep into my pockets, heading down to the weapon room to check out my newest gun. The sniper had just come in today. I glanced down and nearly ran into a girl. "Oh, sorry," I said with a half smile.

Rose: "its fine. No blood, no foul." I smiled. I noticed his gun. "Sweet weapon." I said, looking in awe.

Marjorie: "My brother and I are transfers from France," I say. "They asked who wanted to go and we raised our hands."

Aiden: "france. Sweet. Think you can hook me up with a french model?"

Marjorie: I stick out my tongue before taking the orange juice that was next to me, cracking it open, and chugging it down. "They're all whores and lesbians," I say after a moment. "Most French women believe in sharing their love with everyone."

Nox: "Thanks," I said, my smile getting a little bit bigger as I admired my gun for a second. I was just going to swap it out. "What unit are you?" I asked.

David: "Marjorie!" I call. "Marjorie, where the hell are you?! Marco!" I let out a yawn as I start walking down the halls, a bottle of Jack in my hands. "Marco!" I call again.

Rose: "assassinations."

Aiden: "well, you're not, are you?"

Marjorie: "I'm not a model," I yawn. "So no. I've woekn up in strange houses with strangely attractive faces, yes, so I guess I really am French." I put out my hand. "Marjorie Vale," I say.