Emily McClain-Kogane
* Voltron RP
* 19 years old.
* Daughter of @FutureBlade_
* NSFW in Dm's
* Mature Account (Writer over 18)
* Mutliship/Multiverse
* Crack/Serious RP
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ "Well, if you guys are done can Deimos and I get back to work? And by that I mean I was working and he was being a baby."
Deimos snorted. "That's not... Entirely false." He smirked.
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ Emily snorted. "Deliberately annoy you? No. And I'd not say flirting was what I was doing."
She smiled at Marak. "I owe you an apology, nana Marak, he's not as bad as I thought he was going to be."
Deimos tilted his head. "What does that mean?" he asked.
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ “It’s not eating him I’m worried about it.” Emily muttered, sighing softly.
Deimos smirked and shook his head. “My dear Mr Kogane, it’s not my ideas with your daughter you have to worry about.” He flashed Emily a mischievous look.
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ Emily leant into Marak’s jug as she watched her father and Deimos interact.
Deimos rose a brow and looked Keith over. “I was hired to protect your daughter and that is what I plan to do. An attempt was made on her life, Kolivan felt it best to make sure it didn’t happen again.”
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ “Lady Marak, a pleasure. The young Miss here decided she hates the state of her room so we are making a few changes.”
Deimos saw Keith and instantly moved away from the desk, wiping his hand on his trousers he offered a hand.
“Lieutenant Kogane, Kolivan and a Emily have told—
@FutureBlade_@StealthMasterxI “Deimos?”
Emily glanced back into the bedroom and nodded.
“Sure, yeah come in. And I assure you it’s not what you think.”
As they enter they see Deimos moving Emily’s desk to the opposite wall.
//I’ll have Deimos speak on Emily’s account. It’s easier XD
@StealthMasterxI@FutureBlade_ There was the sound of someone moving around quickly and the. The door opened, Emily’s hair was a mess and she looked out of breath.
“Nana Marak! Dad! Uh, hi!”
@StealthMasterxI "Well, we do eat our meals together in my room so I guess I can bug him with pointless questions. Now i'm going to make a list of things to ask him before the big vein on his head pops."
Emily grinned. "Thanks, Nana. I'll let you know how it all goes later!" And she happily left