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OMFG DILLEN.
W h o: Dagny, Dillen
W h e n: Afternoon, 4.23.2012
W h e r e: Brownstone
W h a t: Dag fangirls.
It's been a while and the dust had settled over the apartment. Dillen is standing in the middle of the room and looking about as he pulls sheets off the furniture. His head slowly shakes back and forth as he does so. "Wow. Look at this stuff." He mutters to himself, "Really got to update this place." He laughs.
Doors are slamming somewhere outside. The sound of boots in the downstairs is loud enough to be audible upstairs in the next apartment. The lift clunks for a few minutes and then IN through the door to Apartment B, a solidly built woman with short hair and visible scars storms like an avalanche. Wide, silver blue eyes scan the room and then fall on the man and simply blink. A moment later, a grin smears from ear to ear on her face and she -squeals- before rushing over to practically tackle him onto a couch in a giant hug.
Dillen looks to the noise and just as he turns to really check it out he is sent head over heels and onto the couch. "Holy shit!" he announces as he lands under a rather stout woman. "Dag?" He says and grins wide. "Well, hey there." He looks to her.
"What in the fuck are you doing back?!" She asks, lifting herself enough so that she doesn't crush the poor man. "Holy fuck! I saw your bike outside and I thought for a second someone had stolen your shit!" Beware large Get women who are excited.
Dillen laughs a touch, "Wanted to come home and check on the Brownstone and all. See what was happening around here. Wanted to give some money to Salem for letting me use his face. They are looking at making a movie from my comics."
Dagny shakes the man by his shoulders with a laugh. "That's fucking incredible! We should drink to that. I have mead! At Edgewood. Awakened. I brought it back with me. Aahaha! So much to talk about. Are you here for good or you just visiting?" Someone's excited.
Dillen laughs a little more. "Back for a little while. Yes." He responds and is shaken pretty well as he laughs even more.
Dagny finally releases him and hops back up off of the couch. "Holy /damn/ who else knows you're here? I swear, I'm the last to learn this shit, and I'm a god damn Galliard, it's a crime." She looks around the apartment and then back at him. "You like.. -just- got back, didn't you?"
"Just drove in like 20 minuets ago, yeah." Dillen moves to stand up and looks to Dagny. He looks a deal older and wiser. "So what is going on in the Get world? Who is alpha? Who is still around?"
Dagny laughs at that and shakes her head. "Man, everyone's crawlin' out of the wood work. I just got back a couple weeks ago myself. Returned from Norway. So far, Owen, Wildfire, is Jarl. Silvertip of the Uktena is Sept Alpha. Jamethon is here.. uh.. Viv I think was after your time. Emma is back, you might know her. Frankie lives here at Brownstone, I'm living at Edgewood and watching it over for Frankie.." She seems to be done for the time being, looking at the ceiling and shrugging. "Oh! Big important shit. The Bawn and Caern are completely overgrown by Wyld and aren't safe, so don't go in there."
Dillen lifts a brow, "Wait. That indian jackass is Alpha?" The man rolls his eyes. "For heavens sake." He thinks for a bit, "I knew Viv. She was cool." Then his eyes go wide, "Wyld? Crazy. See. I go away and the whole place goes to shit." He winks.
"Man, that's what I said!" Dagny replies to the last bit, shaking her head. "Anyway, Javen - I dunno if you knew her, but she was a cub that I trained, she's the superintendent for Brownstone at the moment, so annoy her if you need anything for here. Good kid, made Fostern while she was away, too. Uuumm.. Gosh, what else." She taps her cheek. "I think that's all the really bit shit, actually."
Dillen chuckles, "Well, they told me they made someone named Javen the super. Hell, I pay her check I guess." He laughs a bit, "She do a good job?"
"Haven't the foggiest, I don't much hang out here, with Edgewood bein' my headquarters now." Dag responds, leaning against the couch. "Javen's a good kid, though. She spent the last long while in an outdoor sept, so she's kind of more wolfy than I remember, but that's not a bad thing." Shrugging, she gets a good eyeful of the man and beams. "Y'look good. I seem to remember you had a wife and kids. I could be wrong. They comin' out?"
Dillen shrugs his shoulders, "Left to take a break. The kids are good. Still up in New York with Freya." He adjusts his jacket a little, "So we took a little vacation from each other. She takes the kids for a while and then I will get them. They are growing so fast."
"Any of 'em Garou? I don't remember if you mentioned that or not." Dagny's brows knit as she tries to think. But eventually fails and simply shrugs.
"My son. Philodox." Dillen speaks with pride. "Daughter is kin." Still just as proud.
Dagny nods approvingly on both counts. "Should bring your boy out. Teach him some fightin'!" She beams and relaxes, glancing at her watch. "Maybe I'll cook a big dinner tonight. If you can, you should come out to Edgewood sometime soon. Lots of folks hang out that'away."
Dillen laughs pretty hard, "He's just now five." As he grins. "Edgewood. Who does that belong to?"
"Frankie, Get kin. She's got me watching over it, so I stay there." Dag digs out her cell phone and looks at it before asking, "You got a cell? Bein' in New York I'm wagering yes. What's the number?"
Dillen nods and gives her his phone number. "Same number I had when I lived here before." He chuckles. "Must have lost it? Still got the key I gave you?"
"Yea, well. The reception in Svalbard wasn't great, so I got rid of my old phone." Dagny digs into her pocket and flips through a key ring. She removes a key from it and holds it out to Dillen. "Yup."
Dillen takes the key back and places it into his pocket. "Thanks." He looks about a little bit and shakes his head, "This place is so out of date." He laughs.
Dagny shrugs a shoulder before turning toward the door. "I'm sure you can spruce it up in no time. I gotta get back to Edgewood. Hungry cubs needing to stuff their faces and all, and I promised I'd make pancakes. You should come out sometime. I'll see you soon, yea?"
Dillen nods his head and pats Dag on the shoulder, "Yeah. Will do." He smiles and looks back to the room.
W h e n: Afternoon, 4.23.2012
W h e r e: Brownstone
W h a t: Dag fangirls.
It's been a while and the dust had settled over the apartment. Dillen is standing in the middle of the room and looking about as he pulls sheets off the furniture. His head slowly shakes back and forth as he does so. "Wow. Look at this stuff." He mutters to himself, "Really got to update this place." He laughs.
Doors are slamming somewhere outside. The sound of boots in the downstairs is loud enough to be audible upstairs in the next apartment. The lift clunks for a few minutes and then IN through the door to Apartment B, a solidly built woman with short hair and visible scars storms like an avalanche. Wide, silver blue eyes scan the room and then fall on the man and simply blink. A moment later, a grin smears from ear to ear on her face and she -squeals- before rushing over to practically tackle him onto a couch in a giant hug.
Dillen looks to the noise and just as he turns to really check it out he is sent head over heels and onto the couch. "Holy shit!" he announces as he lands under a rather stout woman. "Dag?" He says and grins wide. "Well, hey there." He looks to her.
"What in the fuck are you doing back?!" She asks, lifting herself enough so that she doesn't crush the poor man. "Holy fuck! I saw your bike outside and I thought for a second someone had stolen your shit!" Beware large Get women who are excited.
Dillen laughs a touch, "Wanted to come home and check on the Brownstone and all. See what was happening around here. Wanted to give some money to Salem for letting me use his face. They are looking at making a movie from my comics."
Dagny shakes the man by his shoulders with a laugh. "That's fucking incredible! We should drink to that. I have mead! At Edgewood. Awakened. I brought it back with me. Aahaha! So much to talk about. Are you here for good or you just visiting?" Someone's excited.
Dillen laughs a little more. "Back for a little while. Yes." He responds and is shaken pretty well as he laughs even more.
Dagny finally releases him and hops back up off of the couch. "Holy /damn/ who else knows you're here? I swear, I'm the last to learn this shit, and I'm a god damn Galliard, it's a crime." She looks around the apartment and then back at him. "You like.. -just- got back, didn't you?"
"Just drove in like 20 minuets ago, yeah." Dillen moves to stand up and looks to Dagny. He looks a deal older and wiser. "So what is going on in the Get world? Who is alpha? Who is still around?"
Dagny laughs at that and shakes her head. "Man, everyone's crawlin' out of the wood work. I just got back a couple weeks ago myself. Returned from Norway. So far, Owen, Wildfire, is Jarl. Silvertip of the Uktena is Sept Alpha. Jamethon is here.. uh.. Viv I think was after your time. Emma is back, you might know her. Frankie lives here at Brownstone, I'm living at Edgewood and watching it over for Frankie.." She seems to be done for the time being, looking at the ceiling and shrugging. "Oh! Big important shit. The Bawn and Caern are completely overgrown by Wyld and aren't safe, so don't go in there."
Dillen lifts a brow, "Wait. That indian jackass is Alpha?" The man rolls his eyes. "For heavens sake." He thinks for a bit, "I knew Viv. She was cool." Then his eyes go wide, "Wyld? Crazy. See. I go away and the whole place goes to shit." He winks.
"Man, that's what I said!" Dagny replies to the last bit, shaking her head. "Anyway, Javen - I dunno if you knew her, but she was a cub that I trained, she's the superintendent for Brownstone at the moment, so annoy her if you need anything for here. Good kid, made Fostern while she was away, too. Uuumm.. Gosh, what else." She taps her cheek. "I think that's all the really bit shit, actually."
Dillen chuckles, "Well, they told me they made someone named Javen the super. Hell, I pay her check I guess." He laughs a bit, "She do a good job?"
"Haven't the foggiest, I don't much hang out here, with Edgewood bein' my headquarters now." Dag responds, leaning against the couch. "Javen's a good kid, though. She spent the last long while in an outdoor sept, so she's kind of more wolfy than I remember, but that's not a bad thing." Shrugging, she gets a good eyeful of the man and beams. "Y'look good. I seem to remember you had a wife and kids. I could be wrong. They comin' out?"
Dillen shrugs his shoulders, "Left to take a break. The kids are good. Still up in New York with Freya." He adjusts his jacket a little, "So we took a little vacation from each other. She takes the kids for a while and then I will get them. They are growing so fast."
"Any of 'em Garou? I don't remember if you mentioned that or not." Dagny's brows knit as she tries to think. But eventually fails and simply shrugs.
"My son. Philodox." Dillen speaks with pride. "Daughter is kin." Still just as proud.
Dagny nods approvingly on both counts. "Should bring your boy out. Teach him some fightin'!" She beams and relaxes, glancing at her watch. "Maybe I'll cook a big dinner tonight. If you can, you should come out to Edgewood sometime soon. Lots of folks hang out that'away."
Dillen laughs pretty hard, "He's just now five." As he grins. "Edgewood. Who does that belong to?"
"Frankie, Get kin. She's got me watching over it, so I stay there." Dag digs out her cell phone and looks at it before asking, "You got a cell? Bein' in New York I'm wagering yes. What's the number?"
Dillen nods and gives her his phone number. "Same number I had when I lived here before." He chuckles. "Must have lost it? Still got the key I gave you?"
"Yea, well. The reception in Svalbard wasn't great, so I got rid of my old phone." Dagny digs into her pocket and flips through a key ring. She removes a key from it and holds it out to Dillen. "Yup."
Dillen takes the key back and places it into his pocket. "Thanks." He looks about a little bit and shakes his head, "This place is so out of date." He laughs.
Dagny shrugs a shoulder before turning toward the door. "I'm sure you can spruce it up in no time. I gotta get back to Edgewood. Hungry cubs needing to stuff their faces and all, and I promised I'd make pancakes. You should come out sometime. I'll see you soon, yea?"
Dillen nods his head and pats Dag on the shoulder, "Yeah. Will do." He smiles and looks back to the room.