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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 11:05:26 GMT -6
Wrath rubbed his cheek where Rhaine had kissed it. She was starting to feel more comfortable which was a relief. He was so afraid they would always have an awkward relationship since she had come to him so late in her life. Rhaine was almost a grown female by the time he met her. Just in time too, he had to beg V to help her through her transition, offered him so much time off with Jane if he wanted it. He moved his hand and rubbed his eyes. They want a freaking $175,000 for vacation expenses? Where the fuck were they going?
Wrath turned towards his daughters scent and spoke softly. "Do you think they should have that much? I mean, I know they like their vacations but it wasn't too long ago when we were attacked by the Lessers and everyone went into hiding. I feel like it's too soon for glamorous vacations..."
Wrath started tapping his fingers on the desk. "I better just approve it. Get their asses of my back for once. If they all go on vacation maybe they'll leave us alone for a little while?"
He laughed loudly and smelled for George. "George, bring me your ball... come on, go get it."
Without waiting more then five seconds George's head was in his lap, holding a ball. Wrath sat down into his chair and took the ball, throwing it out of the office doors, hearing it fall over the banister and down onto the first floor. He hoped he didn't hit anything. Soon enough, Wrath heard George's paws book it down the stairs and back up, of course with the ball in mouth. He could smell the dogs excitement and smirked. He looked up at Rhaine and sighed. "Do I have to sign anything for this stupid vacation ordeal?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 13:09:24 GMT -6
Laughing, Rhaine nodded then kicked herself inside. "Yep, let me finish the check marks here." Her eyes glanced down the line and then tilted her head. "Are they allowed to build new properties with the council's money? Or is that personal money? Looks like one family wants to build a summer home upstate and the extra funds for their safety are necessary." Shaking her head, Rhaine rolled her eyes. "What, one large house isn't enough these days?" For a moment, she kept reading until she felt a cold nose brush the small of her back. She yelped and jerked back realizing she'd leaned forward, and George had tried to give his ball back to Wrath behind her. "You're freezing boy!"
Laughing, Rhaine set up her hand again so Wrath could sign, then smiled looking up. Butch was standing in the doorway smiling, munching on some kind of sandwich. "Hope I'm not interrupting but George is getting more fun right now than anyone else, and I'm bored."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 13:31:04 GMT -6
Wrath glared at his brother and then sighed, signing the vacation allowance. "What's doing, Butch?"
Wrath waited for his response when he picked up the ball and threw it through the doors, just missing Butch. He knew he wouldn't hit him, but it was still funny to hear the potential reaction. Wrath heard George's paws run frantically after the ball. He turned back to Rhaine and shook his head. "No, they will be using their own monies for building multiple homes. I'm not going to just throw away our funds. That can get a big denial."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 14:15:07 GMT -6
Butch ducked out of sight for a moment just as George took off down the stairs. "You know, for a moment I thought he was going to just take flight and leap off the balcony to the bottom." The cop walked in and flopped himself in a chair just as the golden furball came back. Rhaine laughed and reached over hitting print on her computer before going back to Wrath, her head tilting onto his shoulder.
"So are you saying we fund the council completely? Or are these just hidden funds we control for them? Just curious." Butch's head leaned up kicking his chin slightly.
"The rich wanting to get richer?" Rhaine glanced at him and nodded before looking back down. "Ah from meeting them fuckers, they couldn't last one day without their diamonds and silk." Butch grabbed at a separate tennis ball and began throwing it into the air, not realizing he was now taunting the dog. Rhaine laughed slightly.
"I don't ever want to meet them, though I get the feeling I won't get a choice someday."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 17:55:10 GMT -6
Wrath thought about Rhaine meeting them and shook his head, growling. "If I can get away with you not meeting them, that would be wonderful. They've already started a riot once about not having a full blooded wife, the last thing I need is for them to go after you."
He looked up at snarled at Butch. "Oh for fucks sake will you throw that ball so George can calm the fuck down! He's freaking out over there."
Wrath could feel the anxiety from the dog hitting him like a ton of bricks. It was making it hard for him to breath. He turned to Rhaine and sighed sitting back in his chair. "Well, we do but we don't. It's a really old system, but basically they have to run some things through me for final approval. The big things anyway."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 21:23:53 GMT -6
Butch chucked the ball down the hall, half hoping to see someone else like Rhage come around the corner and join in the study's fun. Sometimes when hanging with Wrath things would take a turn for pleasant. Though tonight Wrath seemed to be really on edge. He wanted George bound down the hall and slide on the floor passing the ball, almost going head over feet to go back to it, making Butch laugh out loud. "You got a great dog there, boss."
Rhaine smiled just as George ran back in, taking the ball to her Father instead of back to Butch. "Such a good boy." Rhaine gathered up the rest of her papers and filed them. "Dad I think we're done here for now, let me just check your e-mail."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2014 21:41:56 GMT -6
Wrath pushed the laptop over to Rhaine's voice and nodded. "Sure honey."
He turned to Butch and smirked. "Yeah, I've got a pretty great dog. I still can't believe I actually let him stay."
Wrath felt George nudge the ball in his lap and he laughed. He picked it up and yelled at Butch. "Think fast my brother!"
Wrath let the ball go flying directly at Butch's face. He'd have to be quick, or else he'd have a pretty nasty goose egg on his forehead.
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