Time to find Family and Playmates.

[witchway_wicked]

There's a wandering city going down the hallway. He's smoking his clove cigarettes and strutting down the hall in his leather pants and his black poet shirt. He's looking very BA if he does say so himself. It's been a while since he ventured out of this lab. It was time to find people and connect with them...and if they were hot and single,

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[winnipesaukee]

{He coughs, those cigarettes...god it's him.}

P-please, put that out...

[witchway_wicked]

"I think not," said Dominick with a tilt of his head. "I don't want to. So I'm not going to."

Who on earth was the little kid to try and tell him to put out his beloved clove? Although, the annoying one did look suspiciously familiar to him.

[winnipesaukee]

Fine then, kill yourself.

[witchway_wicked]

"I thought I recognized you. Up yours Hampshire. Sit and spin," was his angry remark as he blew a cloud of smoke into that uptight face.

[devilwentdownto]

Um... hello?

[witchway_wicked]

"Hey there! Nice to meet you! I'm Salem. And what is your name oh timid one?"

There's happiness in finding someone to chat with. And this one seems so submissive, it's so cute.

[devilwentdownto]

He stares.
'm... William?

[ooc XD This is going to be fun. but I've got to run to class.]

[witchway_wicked]

"Really now? Well dear, William. How is it that you've come to be all by yourself in this big bad HQ?"

Oh my, was that his finger under that chin? I think it was.

[metasequoia]

[ well, ain't you a tall glass of water.

he crosses his arms & leans against the wall, admiring the view observing. ]

[witchway_wicked]

"Well now. Hello there. I'm the city of Salem. Who might you be?"

There's a twist of those lips and an appreciation in that once over.

[metasequoia]

Ethan, Oregon, charmed.

Ooh, you're the other Salem, huh. You look nothing like mine~

[witchway_wicked]

"Not yet, but that can be set to rights later," murmured the city. "I hope I don't look like yours. The 'twin' if you will, well, he's not very sporting when it comes to...competition. But please, call me Dominick."

[mazama_wizard]

......You're the other Salem aren't you?

[witchway_wicked]

"Other Salem? By which other do you mean?" was his reply with a raise of an eyebrow. If his "twin" was running around here, he didn't want to know.

[mazama_wizard]

Salem, Oregon.

*a pause*

Me and Ethan's....kid.

*flinches at the thought and shudders inwardly*

[witchway_wicked]

"Sorry man, but I'm not your kid. Old man Mass is my pops. But I will admit, the 'twin' hasn't been seen in a while," smiled Dominick. "The name's Dominick Goodman. And I take it you must be....Washington?"

[chugsmaplesyrup]

[VT raises an eyebrow.]

You do realize smoking's bad for you, right?

[witchway_wicked]

"And this would matter....why?" asked Dominick and he took a deep pull off his clove. "It tastes good."

[chugsmaplesyrup]

[He shrugs and waves away some of the smoke in front of his face.]

None of my business, really. It's just... kind of gross, that's all. But whatever.

[witchway_wicked]

"Everyone has a vice. If smoking isn't yours, is drink? Drugs? Ladies of questionable virtue on dark street corners?"

This was too easy. Truly. Such an old fuddy duddy like his old man.