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[Nicolas Hensel]

Once again, Nicolas could not stand being in New Zealand. It was far too hot here and the people were just beyond obnoxious, he was far too accustomed to Russia to really be ever comfortable and think of living here like his supposed sister had. If it wasn't for Nicolette being confirmed to be in New Zealand right now he and the other member of hos family would surely not stay here another minute, they all hated it here immensely. On top of them disliking their location they also had to watch their backs because someone had caught onto them being after Niccy the other day when Nicolas had run into one of his nephews. "She doesn't appear to be anywhere around here either." Nicolas stated to one of the elder members that nodded their head in response, the man that claimed to be Nicolette's husband had given them a lot of information but at the same time not enough to lead them any closer to finding their lost member. If she was married it may have also meant that she changed her last name and everything, the family was lost right now with trying to locate her. Her husband seemed to pick up on the fact hat Nicolas also wanted to cause harm, honestly Nicolas wasn't sure what he wanted to do to her yet. One part of him wanted to talk to her and get his little sister back, and the other part wanted to hurt her for all those mistakes of hers in the past.

Just as Nicolas turned around he nearly crashed into some blonde woman and froze, what was up with people around here?! "Do you know how much of an idiot you look like standing there right now. Move." He stated to the shorter blonde woman that he had nearly crashed into, she reminded him a little of his sister and that immediately made him want to get away from her. Right now his face of annoyance was perfectly mirroring his sister's, it was amazing how much they looked alike at times.

 

[Cecily Rambolt]

Laughter, a still unfamiliar sensation, bubbled within the blonde's throat, humor glinted in her green eyes. Long fingers, unpainted but adorned with many rings, brushed through the short curly locks as Cecily Zhefarovich turned her head to catch what her companion had said. The morning had been exactly what she had and Niccy had needed; a day out of their houses, spent with each other and Niccy's babies. Elisaveta was once again with her maternal grandmother, who had decided to purchase a small rental beach home with her husband, to be closer to their only grandchild during the off season at home. The little one Cecily held, to help give Niccy's back a small break, looked around him then up at her so seriously that she swore Kalif had been de-aged. That thought alone, of carrying a baby Kalif, made bright laughter erupt from her, startling a small smile from Damianos. She winked at him, grinned as he turned his attention away from her with all the haughtiness of his father.

The rough, biting and obnoxiously rude tone jarred the smile from her face; she halted in her tracks and stared at the stranger with wide eyes. Then slowly they narrowed, the baby held protectively to her small breast, her straight white teeth bared to him as her full lips peeled back in a near hiss. "Me?" she said, disdainfully raking his long body with her gaze before it flicked back to his. "I happen to be the one with a baby, you neanderthal. Which," she hissed, advancing a step toward him menacingly, the look on her face rivaling that of her aunt in law Rayna, "you should be thankful for." In her anger that bordered on murderous rage, just for the fact that he could have possibly hurt little Damianos in his carelessness, she did not at first notice how much he resembled someone she knew. Someone once dear to her and becoming so again.

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette was happy to have her friend back, even if her memory's were all messed up it was still nice to have a female companion to talk and hang out with when Kalif was at the school. Apparently it seemed like Cecily really needed a day out anyways, asking her to come shopping with her was probably a fairly wise idea so the poor thing didn't lose her mind being at home all the time. "You look so much like your daddy, sweetie." Nicolette reached out and rubbed her son's baby soft cheek affectionately, she had left his twin to visit with Nataliia for a little because she couldn't take and watch them both in the state she was currently in. Being six months pregnant was hard on her right now and the twins together were little monsters, thankfully Cecily had offered to hold the fussy little Damianos for her though so she could rest her back a little, he was getting heavier and heavier each day.

When someone began to speak to Cecily rudely and she reacted badly to him, Nicolette turned her golden eyes onto the man angrily, how dare he speak to a woman with a little baby like that. "Wow, have a little respect man!" She touched Cecily's shoulder in an attempt to calm her friend down so she wouldn't go completely psycho on the man for being so rude to her. Damianos immediately looked uncomfortable and thats when Nicolette got a good look at the man that was speaking to them and felt herself freeze little, he looked so familiar for some reason that Nicolette almost felt like she could say she knew him. "Cecily, be nice!" Although her friend had a right to be mad, she was starting to cause a scene and was probably going to make the man mad and then, well bad things would happen that probably shouldn't happen around a pregnant woman and a little baby.

 

[Nicolas Hensel]

Nicolas narrowed his golden eyes at the woman who had called him a Neanderthal as he didn't care if she had a baby with her or not, she should be more respectful to someone she had never met. His eyes met with the child's for a moment before his widened slightly, he looked just like the little boy with the golden eyes he had met not too long ago while wondering around New Zealand. If this was the boy that that also meant that this was his sisters child or his nephew, but he decided to keep calm and observe a bit more before he jumped to any conclusion. "Wow lady, you run your mouth like a banshee. Baby or not watch where your walking." He glared at her, she was a nice looking woman but if she was going to give him attitude then he felt he had the right to think the worst of her, he could tell that she was definitely a hot head and was probably going to retort back to him with something. As brotherly as he was he also loved a good argument as well, his golden eyes stared her down for a moment longer before he shifted his gaze to the other blonde woman.

This one seemed to strike him as familiar too, and for a moment he couldn't find anything to say until he saw her obviously pregnant stomach. "And listen cow, your friend started it not me.." He snorted and turned his away from the two of them, he believed that it was fully their fault and not his, he was clearly paying attention to where he was going when he walked. Normally he preferred not to mess with the locals, but these two woman seemed to irk him off, plus there was that baby that seemed so familiar. Basically he was just uncomfortable, which is why he was probably more prone to being hostel.