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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 18:37:21 GMT -5
Grey frowned, looking at his son's door. "I know...but how?" he asked as he began conspiring with his mate.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 18:38:03 GMT -5
"I don't know," Tripp bit his lip. "But they've got to get over themselves. Maybe Ryou and Gri have an idea?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 18:42:35 GMT -5
"I don't know, let me call them." Grey said ambling off.
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Niko sighed, sitting outside of the little cafe on his break. Shit...he hadn't expected to see him so soon. He didn't want to see him again. It would be entirely too much. He knew he'd loose the moment that deep voice said his name, like he used to.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 18:46:30 GMT -5
Brendan sat in his room on the side of the bed with his head in his hands. This was just too much. This was why he didn't want to come home. This was... Reaching for a pen and paper, he wrote down the lyrics that rose in his head at the pain he felt.
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Gri rushed his mate. They were supposed to be meeting Tripp and Gray at the restaurant to discuss their children in less than twenty minutes. "Come on, big baby!"
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 18:49:56 GMT -5
Ryou followed after his mate, shaking his head as he followed his mate out to their transport.
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Niko sighed as he went back on shift.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 18:51:47 GMT -5
Brendan refused to stay in the room pouting so instead he went to the studio and worked and reworked the lyrics he had come up with.
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Tripp hugged Gri and greeted Ryou as they joined them for luncheon and got down to business. "These two have been acting like asses for five years now. We need a plan."
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 18:53:41 GMT -5
Ryou and Grey nodded, "But what? We can't force them to be in the same room together..."
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 20:22:41 GMT -5
"Or can we?" Tripp asked with a impish grin.
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"That sounds... depressing," Lyi, Brendan's manager said as he walked in on the small recording session. "Pretty... but depressing."
"Yeah, tell me about it," Brendan murmured no sooner than he finished the song.
"You putting it out as a single?"
"Considering it. After I clean it up some, why?"
Lyik shrugged. "Just seems a little slow paced considering what you normally put out."
"It means something to me. I want someone...some people to hear it."
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 20:37:11 GMT -5
"We can..." Ryou said with a little spark in his eyes. "What do you two say to a little family get together?" he asked.
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Nika finished up his shift and headed home. He sighed as he hummed a slow sad song as he walked.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 21:10:03 GMT -5
Tripp and Gri thrust their fists in the air, "Party!"
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 21:24:18 GMT -5
"Leave it to our mates." Grey smiled as the four plotted.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 21:27:12 GMT -5
Tripp and Grii plotted and planned, invited and threatened and within two hours there was a full out party set at Jukar's. Invite only and the only two that really mattered were threatened death if they didn't show. Each parent promising the their child his mate wouldn't be there.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 21:32:21 GMT -5
Niko sighed as he dragged himself up from bed, showering and dressing. He straightened his hair and placed a hat on his head. An unbuttoned golden shirt hung on his shoulders and he wore a pair of jeans.
He climbed into his transport and headed over to Jukar's.
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Post by ode on Jul 20, 2010 23:34:34 GMT -5
Brendan tried his best to get out of going but his bearer threatened his life and had him tugging on a snig pair of low riser jeans and a snug black shirt of which he only buttoned a few buttons. That done, he informed the A.I. to transfer him into the club.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jul 20, 2010 23:36:55 GMT -5
Niko climbed out of the transport, his hat low over his eyes as he slipped inside of the club, sighing. What were his parents doing?
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