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[h2][center][color=7bcdc8]Rowan Kimb[/color][/center][/h2]
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Rowan raised a brow at the last statement and hummed. He turned fully to look at the floor before finishing his glass and setting it down. [color=7bcdc8]"Well. I'm going to go and see how wonderful the dress is. Try not to let Killian get bruised this time, gentlemen. I'd hate to have to start filing complaints."[/color] He grinned lightly, patting Killian's arm and then starting towards the small gathering in the middle.

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[h3][center][color=f6989d]Killian Velvet[/color][/center][/h3]
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Killian shifted, letting his hand go and then looking away at the mention of younger Omegas. He turned towards the bar more and sipped his glass more. That's unfortunate. He had been starting to like the brothers, but maybe they were just like the other Beowulfs.. Out for power and greed.