Erica giggles." Natalya knows about slutty dancing? " Erica wags her finger and smirks. " for shame natycakes,you're too sweet to know about that dancing!" Erica thinks about Natalya's clothing suggestion and starts looking very nervous she then shrugs." I'm totally going to whore it up. . Pigtails,a tiny plaid skirt and a very tight,barely buttoned dress shirt ?" Erica suggests,going way out of her comfort zone. " we'll tease the hell out of them,lets make it a point to get thrown out for going too far." Erica chuckles devilishly.

Erica nods and kisses Natalya." Thank you for wanting more than just sex with me. I....think about how lucky I am everyday.if I have it my way,you'll never have to Experience a man again." Erica smiles warmly at her wife.

Castor chuckles. "We haven't talk to anybody else in about two weeks, sweetheart. I can't imagine me going with anybody else," He kisses her. "So, what would Mrs. Drake want to eat?"

OOC: Be that guy. Be him. Be him! :) I love Fallout.

"That's something I can do," Castor says back, a little love-dazed from the passionate kiss. "Can you get me the bread and balogna, please?"

OOC: I love anything post-apocolyptic. Even though I know that women would be treated like absolute shit in that world, I like to imagine that I'd be that chick that totally kicked ass and was feared by all men involved.

"Oh, babe... Haven't you gotten sick of the salami by now...?" He says back, blushing a bit when Nina kisses his cheek. "White Russian, babe. Please and thank you."

OOC: Maybe. In Fallout, I'm always the redhead running around in a 1920's veil hat and dress, hacking up people with machetes. Makes me happy. :)

Castor chuckles a bit. "Nina, have you ever heard of a little movie called The Big Labowski?" He asks with a wink. "But really, though, I don't know. I think I just like it. It's like the adult version of milk and cookies."


OOC: True facts, though. I only drink White Russians because of The Big Labowski.

OOC: I usually play how I think I would actually act in that situation. Which mostly means sleeping with people to stay alive, and killing people to get what I need. I always play on hardcore mode with the new one. Always.

"No... Jeff Bridges? John Goodman? It's a classic, babe... Anyway, Jeff Bridges character only drinks White Russians. Made me love them." He smiles.

OOC: My father worked as a full-time professor for a long time before he became a photographer. First he taught Theology, then Philosophy. During the Philosophy run, I watched the Matrix more times than I can count. Now he works part time, teaching a Film class on Alfred Hitchcock. I've seen every single Hitchcock movie way too many times as well. We're both huge movie nuts.

OOC: If you would have let me guess what your favorite Hitchcock movie was, I would have said Strangers on a Train. Your use of "and... Train scene!" every time there's a sex scene made me think so. :)

"Of course, doll face," he takes a sip of his drink. "Do you think you'd want to go home soon? It's just us and Erica with her girlfriend now."

OOC: Want to try to guess mine?

Castor laughs and wraps his arms around Nina. "Want to go back home? Grab Virginia and head out?"

OOC: Hehe, close. Here's a hint:


Castor smiles. "Yeah, it'll be nice. Maybe Virginia will finally have a friend around her own age." He sticks his head out into the hallway. "Virginia?" He calls out, and quickly, the sound of tiny feet come running down the hallway.

"Hi, daddy. Hi, Miss. Nina!"

OOC: Hahaha, its fine. Stage Fight. It's probably not his BEST one (in my opinion, Rebecca is the perfect movie), but I'm so in love with Marlene Dietrich. I can't resist.

Virginia looks hesitant, but shrugs. "Yeah, I guess..." Without her new best friend, Karoliena, around, the Duke had gotten a little boring to Virginia.

"Our wedding gift? What was that again?" Castor asks.