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Post by Siryn on Nov 16, 2005 14:53:33 GMT -5
Theresa's eyes narrowed as Tom replied, "Tis nothin. It happens sometimes, usually a bee or big insect will set it of." Right. It would have to be one very large insect to set off the alarm on the house. He seemed to not want to talk about it and while Theresa would respect Tom's wishes, she couldn't help but feel he was hiding something from her. If he were anyone else, she would have already started picking them apart with questions. However, this was Tom's house and if he has decided to ignore what could be something important, she wouldn't push it. Yet.
Tom apparently liked her idea of eating outside but he still seemed distracted. "Great idea! Why don't ya help Madison prepare and I'll start a fire in tha pit,” he agreed as he walked away and out to the backyard.
Shaking her head, red hair falling in her eyes as it made it's way out of its braid around her face, Terry looked at Madison and said, “I swear, that man's secrets are gonna catch up with him sometime. I just hope he survives them.” Walking over to the window in the kitchen, Theresa looked out and watched at Tom prepared the pit and lit the fire. He wasn't relaxed. Not like he had been earlier and her suspicion continued to grow.
Looking back to Madison, Theresa added, “I'll be back in a few moments. I'm gonna go check on something.” With that, Theresa escaped the kitchen and headed back to Tom's office. Making sure no one was paying her any attention, although he probably had the entire house bugged, Theresa walked to his computer and pulled up the last thing he had been looking at. Why he didn't close it down or at least password lock his monitor was beyond her but she was going to take advantage of it.
She was right, there was an intruder and Tom just let it go. The new recruit? That was odd, why would he want to break into their house when he had been invited? Guy must be as touched in the head as Bella was. Putting everything back the way it was when she walked in, Terry left the office and walked to the hallway where the intruder had been last seen. The camera in that area had shown that he hadn't moved far and had been joined by Bella.
Rounding the corner, there was Bella and the new guy, sitting around in the middle of the hallway like they were having their own private little party. Folding her arms across her chest, Theresa stood there with one perfect eye brow arched and said, “Well, shall I tell my father that yuir joining us for dinner or pretend I didn't find ya and let ya go on with whatever nasty thing yuir doing now?”
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Post by Belladonna LeBeau on Nov 16, 2005 18:59:54 GMT -5
“Think nothin of it deary, it was my fault.” “Didn’t mean to run ya over there I was just tryin ta make me way through this place and then I…you do speak English don’t ya or am I just prattling on here without you havein a bloody clue what I’m saying?” Belladonna had been pissed off before, but she was livid now. "Jus' because some of us speak two languages, don' mean dat we don't speak English." Her anger was uncontrolled...but she had to stop it.
With an impressive show of bullshitting, she shook her head. "Dat wasn't nice..." She smiled sligtly, hoping it didn't look too forced. "I'm Belladonna Boudreaux...welcome to the Maurauders." That is if he made it through the night... a few more comments from the peanut gallery and she was going to rip his tongue out.
And speaking of tongue...this man was ugly as hell. Sure, Bella was a littler prejudice but Toad? He looked like a carcass that had been floating in Spinach for a few days. Couldn't he be slightly attractive? No, that of course would make her revenge easy...
And nothing was every easy in Belladonna's life.
She was almost GLAD when Terry showed up. “Well, shall I tell my father that yuir joining us for dinner or pretend I didn't find ya and let ya go on with whatever nasty thing yuir doing now?” "You know Terry, when we had dat talk...we didn't finish. I've been thinkin' dat we might wanna cover what the French call menage et trios."
Standing up, she brushed herself up, smirking.
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Post by Toad on Nov 16, 2005 19:58:27 GMT -5
"Jus' because some of us speak two languages, don' mean dat we don't speak English. Dat wasn't nice... I'm Belladonna Boudreaux...welcome to the Maurauders."
‘Well she sure sounds schizophrenic.’ He thought of the women’s rapped change of reactions. ‘Wait so she’s a Marauder too? Ahh gees Toad great, just great job showin how good you are by breaking into a house like a freakin six year old and getting caught in five seconds. Could this get better.’
“Well, shall I tell my father that yuir joining us for dinner or pretend I didn't find ya and let ya go on with whatever nasty thing yuir doing now?”
Toad’s eye’s widened at the additional presence there. He was in a virtual panic at just how bad things have gotten. ‘Ohh crap ohh crap ohh bloody hell, shit, crap! Ahh the hell with it if I’m gonna be first thought of as a screw up I might as well be the biggest loudest screw up I can be.’
“Ladies, pleasure meetin ya. Names Mortimer Toynbee now if you’ll excuse me since I botch this really really stupid plan of mine I’m just gonna make a real load entrance. Do forgive me.” With that he sucked in a bit of air and let lose a large glob of slime spit right at Mrs. Boudreaux’s face to cover her head in slime. Toad quickly back flipped into the air behind the young lady who had joined them in the hall. He quickly grabbed a hold of her wrists in his hands pulling them behind her back. “Now, Terry is it? Where’s your ol man?”
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Post by Black Tom on Nov 20, 2005 19:33:01 GMT -5
Tom was outside at his built in brick grill pit. He had already poured charcoal in and doused them with lighter fluid. Taking a long handled fire starter, Tom set the coal on fire. Now it just had to burn for a little while until the heat was high enough. Tom walked back into the kitchen to tell Madison and Theresa, but Theresa was gone. After asking Madison where she went, Tom walked out the hallway where he last saw Toad.
Tom felt a lot of pride as he walked up the stairs to the hallway. Theresa sensed something was wrong and felt to check it out. She had great instincts. As he walked to the group forming by his window, Toad spat in Bella’s face and accosted Theresa. Apparently he wasn’t good at this first impression thing. Not that Tom was usually any good at it, but he also didn‘t care enough to try and impress people. Toad obviously did. “Well, ya certainly have a way with new people.” Tom said through gritted teeth. “What’s yuir encore, ya plan ta sexually assault my maid?” He paused and looked Toad in the eyes. “Don’t, by tha way.”
This was going to get ugly. Bella hadn’t killed him yet but that was most likely because she was frozen in anger. Theresa was no doubt in the same mood. Tom was fairly angry himself but wasn’t about to get in the way of the girls. Didn’t want to when they were fighting each other, didn’t want to now. He handed a handkerchief to Bella and said in an icey voice “Yuir on yuir own, Toad.”
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Post by Siryn on Nov 20, 2005 22:58:07 GMT -5
Oh, god, he's even more ugly in person, Theresa thought to herself as she watched both Toad and Bella.
Bella turned her little sneer on her, a look that Theresa was all too familiar with, and said, "You know Terry, when we had dat talk...we didn't finish. I've been thinkin' dat we might wanna cover what the French call menage et trios."
The woman continued to prove just how little class she had. It was no wonder she fit in with the Mauraders. With her personality, she must be the poster woman for the group. That's if anyone knew they existed. “With ye and yuir new pet there? I think I'll pass,” Theresa snapped back at the woman she despised.
What happened next, Terry wasn't so sure on other then the new guy seemed hellbent on committing suicide. “Ladies, pleasure meetin ya. Names Mortimer Toynbee now if you’ll excuse me since I botch this really really stupid plan of mine I’m just gonna make a real loud entrance. Do forgive me,” he introduced himself as he admitted his screw up.
Then Mortimer proceeded to spit something foul in Bella's face, back flip over Terry and land behind her, pulling her hands behind her and talking in her ear, “Now, Terry is it? Where’s your ol man?” Oh, god, he was even uglier up close.
It would be about that moment that Tom decided to make an appearance. If Terry wasn't angry before, she was furious now. This idiot was making her look bad in front of the one man she wanted to impress more then anyone. It could very well be a mistake that Mortimer would live, or not live, to regret. Well, ya certainly have a way with new people. What’s yuir encore, ya plan ta sexually assault my maid? Don’t, by tha way. Yuir on yuir own, Toad,” Tom informed his newest member.
Toad? How incredibly fitting, Terry thought. Glancing over at Tom, she said, “Thanks for tha visual I didn't need, Tom.” The thought of this....thing getting his grimy hands on Madison was enough to make Terry see red. Granted, her hair in her eyes had that same effect.
Turning to face the man holding her, she said softly, “Yuir an idiot, ya know that?” Then she focused on him and let out a scream that was enough to bust his eardrums and at the same time, she kicked her foot up, aiming for his groin.
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Post by Belladonna LeBeau on Nov 21, 2005 20:39:06 GMT -5
Slime dripped down her face, forcing Belladonna's blood pressure up through the roof. She was not just mad...she was livid, and blood thirsty and Toad was not going to be living long.
Without any power useage, she swung her arms back, crashing them so hard against the wall that there were serious dents.
"Dat's it, you little..." Without a second thought, she lunged. But Terry had already taken the groin. Smirking slightly she gave a nod to Terry. "Dat's a girl..."
With that she brought her hand up, attempting to slam him over and over again. She would've used the powerful blasts that were her power, but Terry was right there...and she didn't want to KILL the girl, just knock some sense into the girl...
And today, she was looking to kill.
"Today is de day dat you meet yer maker." She yelled at Toad, and let a punch fly that might crack a few ribs if it hit correctly.
Terry and Bella were dangerous seperately...but together they were a force to be reckoned with.
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Post by Toad on Nov 22, 2005 6:09:18 GMT -5
Before the lovely lady in his hands could answer him the man in question joined them in the halls. ‘Ohh this is just so freakin fantastic! I’m makin myself out to be the biggest bloody horses arse in the world.’
“Well, ya certainly have a way with new people. What’s yuir encore, ya plan ta sexually assault my maid? Don’t, by tha way.”
‘Yeah I impressed him I bet he’s gonna give me a damn promotion for this shit.’ Toad moked himself.
“Yuir on yuir own, Toad.”
“Yuir an idiot, ya know that?”
Terry told him flatly turning her head to him. “Ya that’s kind of the impression I got too.” Suddenly a loud high-pitched scream came out of the woman’s mouth forcing Toad to let her go and stumble back. His ears were bursting in pain making him lose his balance. He leaned over try to steady himself, he could already feel his nose starting to bleed. He covered his ears to try and stop the pain. But that pain was nothing compared to the sharp eruption of pain that soon hit him square in the balls. Before he could even finish yelling out in pain from where the foot was implanted in his crotch lovely Bella came over and added to the fun by grabbing his head and slamming his face on the ground. She the followed up that assault with a hit to his chest, making Toad spit out an unhealthy chunk of blood. The last hit thankfully knocked him far enough back from the two fighting vixens that he could jump back to distance himself from their attack. Toad spat out a little more blood as he tried to regain himself from the women’s onslaught. It wasn’t the first time he had been beaten up by a woman, in fact he had some found memories of a hooker back in Britain who was not to happy with him not mentioning his lack of money till after the job was done. Of course that didn’t leave him quite as sore as this did, though his lower region was in far less pain then it had been with her. Toad tried to focus on the situation and how to get out of it. ‘All right all right you really screwed it up on this one so how do ya keep em from killin ya flat out. Fighting is a definite no. Trying to explain this would take someone with a lot sharper tongue then I got on me. I could plead and beg and kiss some serious boot. That always worked with Mystique. Then again I’m really not wanting to lower my eyes on these ladies. Leaves me only one choice.’ Toad wiped the blood off of his mouth and chin. He stood up straight as tall as his bad posture and pain in his chest would allow. He then waited just a moment for the continues ringing in his ears to go from a thunderous roar down to an annoying twinge before he spoke. “So what are we havein for dinner?” ‘Act like nothing happened.’
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Post by Black Tom on Nov 27, 2005 23:46:47 GMT -5
Tom was disappointed by this turn of events, for a few reasons. The first being Toad’s utter stupidity, and the fact that he couldn’t just get rid of him like he could a recruit. No, Toad was dumped in Tom’s lap by the royal family. The second was in his girls, bella and Terry. They obviously worked so well together when confronted by a common enemy. It was a shame they couldn’t get along. They were every bit as dangerous a pair as he and Cain had been years earlier. And finally, Toad’s reaction was terrible. “So what are we havein for dinner?” He couldn’t possibly expect that to work.
Tom stepped in between Toad and the girls. He felt certain Terry would stop behind him. Bella however, he just hoped she was quick enough to not hit him. He had no doubt she knew not to jump when he was taking charge. On a good day, he might have expected her to abide by it. But her anger would no doubt be clouding her judgment now. He knew it was a risk to stand in her way. Still, he smiled at the amphibian as he walked closer to him.
Closing in, Tom grabbed Mortimer by the throat as soon as he was within arm’s reach, all remnants of his smile gone. “Ya must be incredibly daft ta try tha’ crap on me. Now, because ya were dropped in my lap by tha powers tha’ be, I can’t just be done with yuir sorry ass. So ya better put on yuir ‘big boy’ arse-kissin’ boots because ya’ll most likely never get offa my shitlist.” As he finished the speech, Tom forcibly pushed Toad out of his grasp. “An’ yuir still on yuir own with these two.” He motioned back to Terry and Bella. It was mostly for intimidation and he hoped they realized that. Neither one could afford to to kill this guy.
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Post by Siryn on Nov 29, 2005 7:43:14 GMT -5
"Today is de day dat you meet yer maker,” Theresa heard Bella say to the man after he stumbled away from her. Her scream and kick had their desired affect and he most certainly would be dealing with pain in both regions for a while.
Then Bella added her two cents worth and literally pummeled him with her arms. It looked a bit odd to see a woman doing that much damage to him with her bare arms but Terry honestly didn't know what Bella's powers were. She'd never cared enough to find out so perhaps this was part of them. Finally the Toad got away from both of them and after practically coughing up his lungs, he pulled away from them, straightened up and said, “So what are we havin for dinner?”
Theresa stared at him. She couldn't believe that after all he had done he seriously expected to be welcome at not only Tom's table but in his home as well. Without thinking about it, the words just slipped out. “Frog legs?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
Then Tom took over and Theresa stood there with her arms folded across her chest and a smirk on her face. He grabbed Mortimer by the neck and said, “Ya must be incredibly daft ta try tha’ crap on me. Now, because ya were dropped in my lap by tha powers tha’ be, I can’t just be done with yuir sorry ass. So ya better put on yuir ‘big boy’ arse-kissin’ boots because ya’ll most likely never get offa my shitlist. An’ yuir still on yuir own with these two.”
Well, that was lovely. If Tom was stuck with him that meant they were as well, at least until she went back to the Academy. Theresa continued to stand there, not wanting to risk everything she had worked hard for and the fact that she was just a breath away from being in the Red Guard on the likes of him. Whatever Bella decided had nothing to do with her, though.
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Post by Belladonna LeBeau on Nov 29, 2005 15:42:24 GMT -5
Bella was seething but she was still concious, and that meant Froggie-boy could live... for a little while at least. But he was pushing her...especially when he started making stupid remarks during a serious ass-kicking. “So what are we havin for dinner?” She really, truly laughed when Terry said EXACTLY what she had been thinking “Frog legs?”
Her face broke into a horrible, evil smile as she looked at Toad. "I love cuisses de grenouilles." She said coldly and that wasn't the translation of the food either, that was literal ripped off limbs...and they'd know just by the way her face was twisted.
But she couldn't...she could not kill him. If she killed him, it would leak out. A million dollars would be the bet that Terry would be the one to rat her out...and if not her, then Tom looking for a pay off. Yes, they were friends but if he thought Theresa would be implicated at all, he'd sell her down the river with his mother.
And if she was caught her face would be plastered on billboards and busses...and television shows. And then Remy would know where she was...and he would laugh, and she hated being laughed at, especially by Remy LeBeau.
Turning away from Toad, she frowned. "Don' you t'ink for one second dat dis' is over." Then she turned away, look at Theresa.
Bella's clothes were ruined...there was slime caked on them and there was a little bit of blood on her too. It was disgusting. "Theresa, ya got any clothes mature enough for me to wear?"
cuisses de grenouilles (anatomy)- Frog Legs
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Post by Toad on Nov 29, 2005 23:01:20 GMT -5
Closing in, Tom grabbed Mortimer by the throat as soon as he was within arm’s reach, all remnants of his smile gone. “Ya must be incredibly daft ta try tha’ crap on me. Now, because ya were dropped in my lap by tha powers tha’ be, I can’t just be done with yuir sorry ass. So ya better put on yuir ‘big boy’ arse-kissin’ boots because ya’ll most likely never get offa my shitlist.”
Toad had to stop himself from spitting up blood on his already pissed off boss. “Duly noted sir.” He managed to squeak out between gasps of air.
As he finished the speech, Tom forcibly pushed Toad out of his grasp. “An’ yuir still on yuir own with these two.”
Toad stumbled back to his feet. He looked over at the two ladies. They were saying something but the incessant ringing in his ears made it difficult to hear anything. If Tom hadn’t held him practically nose to nose he wouldn’t have heard a word he said. The angry blond said something to him then she turned away to the other woman. ‘I probably shouldn’a spat on her. But she’s French or French specking, which is bad enough. Ok so the young pretty mc has got a voice to shatter a skull I’ll have to remember that. Now the other two other then knowing they both pack a mean grip and are not the forgiving sort know nothing about. Oh yeah Toad this was bloody brilliant idea. Break in check out the operation, snoop on the people, and impress the boss. Yep worked like a bloody charm.’
Toad remained hunched back in the corner. He was not going to make another move unless he got some sort of ok. Beside between his throbbing head and pounding gut staying still seemed like a real good idea.
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Post by Black Tom on Dec 3, 2005 12:14:03 GMT -5
Tom stood silently while Bella and Terry taunted Toad. What a dissapointment Toad was. He was supposed to distract Bella so he could spend just a little time with Terry. Now he was going to have to watch Toad all night. Tom definately wasn't leaving 'Mr. Bright idea" alone in his house. Tom really didn't like Toad, and had no reason to. From the first moment they met, the mongrel had been sucking up like a third place beauty contestant. Tom hated suck-ups, as they usually weren't useful. That's why they needed to suck up. Although, it must have worked pretty well with Mystique, unless that's why she dumped Toad on him. Damn it, Mystique!
"Theresa, ya got any clothes mature enough for me to wear?" Bella's words caught Tom by surprise. After all the fighting they'd done, she expected Theresa to share clothing with her? She must have gone insane do to the phlem on her face. Or maybe she thought they found some sort of middle ground in fighting Toad. Who knows, maybe Theresa did too. "Ya can use my shower if ya want." Even if Theresa would make her keep those clothes on, Tom wouldn't.
Tom turned his attention back on Toad. "You are not ta go anywhere in my house without I or Bella watching ya. Since she's going ta be cleaning up for a while, yuir comin' with me." He waited for Toad to start moving and began the walk back out to the grill. First, he turned back and said to the girls, "I'm goin' ta start dinner. Play nice, or at least tolerant." Tom warned the two of them in a stern voice. With the rookie moron here, he couldn't be watching out for them anymore.
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Post by Siryn on Dec 3, 2005 22:03:18 GMT -5
Bella's laugh was....odd sounding. It was strange that the two of them practically hated each other but yet they could work so well against a common “foe”. Not that it was about to change her opinion of the woman. Bella was crass, crude, obnoxious and arrogant. And she was trying to mother Theresa, in a strange way, which peaked Terry's ire faster then most anything. She hadn't had a mother since she was a small child and she didn't need one now. Tom had been all the family Theresa ever needed.
Suddenly, Bella turned to her and asked, "Theresa, ya got any clothes mature enough for me to wear?"
Terry stared at her a long moment. Bella thought she was going to let her wear Terry's clothes? The woman was even nuttier then she'd thought. Tom took off with Toad, remind her, ”I'm goin' ta start dinner. Play nice, or at least tolerant."
Breaking into a smile, Theresa leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I always play nice, Tom,” she told him with a sparkle in her light blue eyes.
Tucking a lock of red hair that had come loose from her braid behind her ear, Terry looked at Bella and said, “We'll at least ya acknowledge that yuir too old for anything fun.” Then she sighed and remembered what Tom had said. “Come on, I'm sure there's something that ye'll like.”
With that, Terry led Bella to her room and opened her closet door. “Whatever ya want. Remember, ya ruin it, ya replace it,” Terry told her then stood by the door. There was no way she was leaving Bella alone in her bedroom.
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Post by Belladonna LeBeau on Dec 4, 2005 9:31:28 GMT -5
Belladonna was still seething...and she knew she was thisclose to massacring something. And at the moment, she really didn't feel like bleeding Terry out...
Which really was a rare occurance.
"Ya can use my shower if ya want." Bella smirked as she looked over at him. "I may jus' take you up on dat." She said calmly. She knew about that shower though... every woman Tom had ever slept with had used that shower at some point in their sexual lives.
Terry probably knew that...she was young but she wasn't stupid. They had already been over Tom's promiscuity. "Or...maybe I'll jus' tidy up in one of the guest rooms."
"You are not ta go anywhere in my house without I or Bella watching ya. Since she's going ta be cleaning up for a while, yuir comin' with me." "I'm goin' ta start dinner. Play nice, or at least tolerant." Great...Bella thought. Babysitting duty.
Frowning, she gave Tom a nod that showed she understood completely...but the look in her eyes was a clear expression of 'I heard you but I am still going to do what I want'.Terry had the right idea, she kissed him and said: “I always play nice, Tom,”
Bella just raised an eyebrow and headed for the stairs. Terry wasn't far behind, “We'll at least ya acknowledge that yuir too old for anything fun.” “Come on, I'm sure there's something that ye'll like.” "I acknowledge nothing of de kind." She answered. "Here's some good advice for you..." Then she stopped. "And it's got nothing to do wit' sex...well..." She smirked. "You ain' dead yet, neither am I. So as long as I got one ass an' not two, I'm going to show it off."
Up the stairs and into Terry's room they went. Bella remembered a few times that Tom had talked about how much Terry valued her privacy. She hated even Madeline, the maid, cleaning up in there.
If there was one thing Bella understood, it was privacy. She let Terry open the closet door...and DAYUM this girl had a lot of clothes. “Whatever ya want. Remember, ya ruin it, ya replace it,” "Got it..."
Geez, Tom obviously gave this girl credit cards.
Looking toward the top of the closet she noticed some boxes. Probably baby things or toys...but Bella didn't linger.
It was July so it was hot...and she had plenty of nice things to wear in summer. If she wanted her midriff hanging out and her shorts cut up to her inner thighs. Dayum she was glad she had that sex ed class with Terry...
Finally, she picked out a pair of dark denim pedal pushers, similar to the ones she had been wearing, but they had little flower patches on the butt. And she grabbed a white 'wife beater' type shirt that was just plain.
It was nice. Terry was being nice so Bella had nothing to be defensive about (another very rare occurance). "I'll replace it anyway..." She said before she went across the hall to one of the guest rooms. She felt filthy...she was covered in slime and she was so angry it was unbearable.
Grabbing a couple of towels from the bureau, she went to shower.
Maybe a nice cold one would help her cool off.
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Post by Toad on Dec 8, 2005 5:21:01 GMT -5
Toad was relived to be spared from any more abuse by the two fiery women. He always did have a way of pissing off the fairer sex, without having any clue why. He usually just chalked it up to persecution for his less then award winning physical features. Of course he admitted this time he did not help any at all by his really stupid actions.
"You are not ta go anywhere in my house without I or Bella watching ya. Since she's going ta be cleaning up for a while, yuir comin' with me."
‘Or I could just stick with her, I did make the mess least I can do is help clean it up.’ He thought fighting back the urge to say that out load. He was in enough trouble last thing he needed was to think with held back hormones that had been kicking in since the hard hit to his private area. Toad kept quiet and followed his new commander.
He followed the man outside of the large home to a vast back yard. Toad stood and watch Black Tom set about lighting a grill. ‘Well isn’t this quaint.’ He stayed silent in the background a little longer waiting mostly for the ringing in his ears to die down. Finally he spoke up to his insulted new leader. “Sir I apologize for all the ruckus back there, it was not my intention to cause you or your lovely ladies any trouble. You have my word that I wont cause you any more grievances.” He said being as formal and politely apologetic as he could hoping that the subject would be put at an end. “I know right now you probably don’t want to talk to me much I understand fully, but I still would like to know exactly what this Marauders group is. If you could just give me the organization mission briefing or a nice pamphlet on what I’ve gotten myself into I’ll leave you alone to your cooking.” Toad knew he was really pressing his luck at this point but his curiosity was just to great. So far all he knew about the group is it was extremely secretive, had to do with top levels of government, had a thing for European speaking members and apparently put it’s leader in the lap of luxury.
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