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Word Count :: 441 Points::3 OOC:: He just can’t help himself, he can be such a flirt, and he is definitely ogling Caprica. 


The half and half wasn’t exactly sure what the bottles on the table were for, but obviously the woman had something in mind as she had them all pulled out and wore a look of contemplation o her face. In a few of the jars was what looked to be alcohol, and in the rest were herbs of some sort. Mido recalled seeing her at Alaki’s ceremony, but he was struggling to remember the girls’ name, he had heard it before, now having seen her closer in person he wracked his brain for the answer. After a couple moments he got it, she was Caprica, one of Nanikos’ children. By the time she seemed to fully realize that she hadn’t been alone she was startled by the males presence. He understood the feeling of being caught by surprise; their other fellow pack mates had this same effect on him from time to time. He stared at her, not as if there was anything unusual about her, because there wasn’t. There was something about the D’Angelo that seemed to keep him captivated; he couldn’t quite put his finger on it though. She addressed the Dasa by his name; she said something about her lack of attention and and how she remembered him from the party. That was okay though, it wasn’t ones job to pay attention really, so she was quite alright. The dark as night female mentioned not knowing what to do with her evening. One option she had was to make herself some tea and go to bed, and then she started saying something else but stopped, leaving it as an open ended option. Midos’ ears twitched, he wasn’t sure if she had other plans, but he now realized that he was rather lonely. He leaned his upper half on the table, resting upon his fore arms as he fiddled with a scratch in the table top with one of his finger nails. Going to bed, this early in the night? Wouldn’t that be a little silly? he asked her being funny. She wasn’t just a pretty face; her name was very nice too. Or… I could really use some company, being alone is slightly depressing. In her hands were two bottles and on her face was a smile that spoke much. He moved from leaning on his arms to one elbow on the table, he propped up his head with a hand. The mix couldn’t help but not take his eyes off hers; a really friendly smile had taken possession of his face. Would you mind having some company tonight? He asked, one finger tapping on the table.


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