just watching

you want a private room?

The slave not one to move slowly - well, unless desiring to tempt - did move slowly when carrying vulo eggs.

The only time it seemed. *grinning to herself*

She took the steps of the serving wagon slowly as she didn't want the eggs to jostle about.

Stepping inside, her eyes quickly adjusted to the difference in light.

See you around handsome.

Gives you a smile and saucy wink

Thank You

Enjoy Your chats

hi there

Well I hope you enjoy that hockey match and the rest of your day Tyler.

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looks in

Gotcha

I'm hoping to talk to her again soon yes.

looking in

To talk to Seven ?

*gets air conditioning working for the summer*
*proceeds to make Arnold Schwarzenegger/Mr. Freeze ice puns the rest of the day*

Another few hours yet. Gonna stay up late tonight.

Slowly did she enter the serving area of Camp - the basket laden with tiny, white eggs.
This time she didn't notice any cracked ones - which would quickly spoil. The memory of the scent of a rotten egg wrinkled her nose.

You must be heading to bed soon ?

Watch a Hockey Game for Sure

*35 year old, slim, 5 ft 6, nervous brunette, in two piec suit with short skirt and button up jacket*

Will you do something else today? Any plans?

With a side swipe of her foot, she shooed them away so she could fill the lil tins - and sprinkle some onto the ground. Immediately they ran toward both making squeaky sounds.

Though they were cute, she wasn't here to stand around and watch - she had chores to do.

Gathering the tiny eggs, she gently laid them into the basket and departed.