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 Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 7:51 pm
((Technically it's an ORP, but we'd like to limit it to the lovely ladies of Hytech. The guys can get their own bonding thread XDD ))
In between all the separating-of-siblings so they didn't kill each other, using laughter as a source of punishment, and just generally wearing herself out with the whole parenting business, Philomena came to the frightening conclusion that, compared to her rather predictable sons (well, each predictable in their own way), she barely knew her daughter at all. Philomena did not like being without knowledge; firmly believing that "knowledge is power" and harboring something of a control complex, being without knowledge...or power...was deeply frustrating for her.
So she called a Ladies' Night Out. From time to time, the lady-Hytes of Hytech had been known to gather for stress relief, gossip, and the like, but she knew this would be Noelani's (and Amara's, now that she thought of it) first official time out with the older women.
The location was the local minimall, their meeting place the Food Court at the entrance of the mall. 'Mena had gotten there a bit early, being the unofficial hostess for the night, and was seated at a table idly scanning the doors as she waited for her companions.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:18 am
Noelani had spent the better part of that morning fawning and preening all over herself. This was a prime chance to catch herself an ideal male to breed with. Though she was more inclined to deal with the males at Hytech she hadn't met many outside of her brothers and those of generation breeding. Still it wouldn't hurt to see what the outside world had to offer.
Satisfied with her clothing of the day, a light sun dress of green with specks of gold and silver mixed in she secured some acupuncture needles in a special holster around her thigh hidden from view by the dress. Never knew when the killer instinct would kick in. She hated being completely without weapons at some point, probably a product of her genetic make-up thanks to her mother. Which she didn't know much about now that she thought about it.
Walking at a leisure pace she found the woman by the shock of blue hair she herself was given in part. "Hello mother." She called stepping up to the table and taking a look around. She didn't see anyone else had shown, perhaps she was early as well. Either way she had been told that others might join them. "I'm famished! Did you eat yet?" she asked ready to stuff her face before they ran around like wild chickens.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 11:17 pm
"Not yet," Philomena replied, distracted as her phone sung rang. She flipped it out to check, and sighed. "Well, looks like it's just you and me tonight, Noe." She put her phone away, and scanned the food choices--none in particular stood out to her. "What are you going to eat?"
She'd sort of been counting on Lilith, or...someone to help ease the awkwardness. 'Mena didn't have much of a reference for typical female friendship, let alone mother-daughter bonding. Her and Shimy's 'mother-daughter relationship' was, she was pretty sure, very much not normal. And though she and Lilith were friends, they had bonded more or less because of Colton, and their frame of reference to him. Colt really hadn't spent much time with Noe either, other than to hand her the credit cards.
Not that Mena minded that so much (thanks to large amounts of money from the on-the-sly defense contracting work a mad scientist was wont to pick up to pay for less profitable experiments), but it didn't seem right that the only thing she really knew about her daughter was that she considered herself a huntress and was very close to one 'Dyre', visitor at Hytech.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 11:44 pm
"I'm not generally picky as long as it doesn't hinder my hunter's figure and makes me sluggish. Maybe some salad, water and biscuits dripped in honey." She gave a soft chuckle looking over the options available to her and quickly fired off what she wanted from the menu. A simple salad, white grape juice and some mandarin oranges on the side were of the few options.
She gave her mother a once over, noting the features she had collected from the other woman. It was obvious she took more after her mother, with a strong will and practical authoritative attitude but she wondered if her mother was a soft as she on the inside. It didn't take long for her order to be placed on the tray to which she waited for Mena to purchase what she wanted or not before snagging the nearest seat.
"Mother?" She questioned softly taking a nibble of an orange... "What do you think about daddy? I mean how does he make you feel when he's around." Her eyes were carefully averted as she asked this. "I mean I've heard you talk about how you would have gone through generation with Lilith in making kitty-birds but eventually you settled on daddy. What changed your mind?"
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