[23-20:03] ed986, Fenix Blodwed: *walks into the empty tavern and takes seat on a table beside the bar, waiting for her sister*
[23-21:16] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *beltches*..
[23-21:17] 02aa2, ºElizabeth LeBeau
: *pings him with a pea*
[23-21:19] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Pfft.
[23-21:20] 02aa2, ºElizabeth LeBeau
: *pings him in da nuts with a nut hehehehe*
[23-21:20] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *has balls of steel, literally pretty much .. har-*..
[23-21:22] 02aa2, ºElizabeth LeBeau
: *thinks he isno fun gets a weight of steal walks over and nuts him with it*
[23-21:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *blocks with his monster cock, man*..
[23-21:25] 02aa2, ºElizabeth LeBeau
: *gets out a knife and starts to saw it*
[23-21:25] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: Balls made of steel....but donnae kick him in the nuts, however.
[23-21:26] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (gotta switch el computers. brb)
[23-21:39] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: *simply watches from the shadows....*
[23-21:39] 70477, Elsin: ((....))
[23-21:45] 70477, Elsin: ((**wonders about in the woods a silent figure hardly noticable pacing through the forst toward the tavern goldish orange eyes shimmering in the night the moon lighting up his blonde/brown hair**))
[23-21:46] 70477, Elsin: **wonders about in the woods a silent figure hardly noticable pacing through the forst toward the tavern goldish orange eyes shimmering in the night the moon lighting up his blonde/brown hair**
[23-21:50] 477fb, Sir Tossface: *saunters in cooly-only to slip and fall on a d20*
[23-21:50] 477fb, Sir Tossface: *fails his saving throw to look suave*
[23-21:50] c90b2, *Jeremy.Anderson: ((*lurks all loser like*))
[23-21:51] BAN: Ill Nino banned 477fb for 604800 seconds.
[23-21:51] 70f26, •Ill Nino: I sure as fuck didn't miss my saving throw.
[23-21:51] c90b2, *Jeremy.Anderson: ((ooooo got some PMS tonight, boo?))
[23-21:54] 70f26, •Ill Nino: Pissass bitches....don't come in here and start shit. not with me...*growls and goes*
[23-21:56] c90b2, *Jeremy.Anderson: (*goes too to like...watch tv or eat fruity pebbles or something
[23-22:39] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((*Tests*))
[23-22:43] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks into the empty tavern, smoking a cig and looking around.*
[23-22:47] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *sits at the bar drinking*
[23-22:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Spots Chloe and walks over to her.*
[23-22:50] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: Hey.....seen Sky?
[23-22:50] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah, I have. I broke up with her like I said I would.
[23-22:52] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: When did you see her*looks at him*
[23-22:52] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *smokes...*
[23-22:53] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Oddly enough a couple of days after I told you I was going to break up with her.* Looks at Chloe.*
[23-22:54] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: How she take it?
[23-22:55] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: She was hurt, which is how I expected her to take it.
[23-22:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *yawns .. ashes*..
[23-22:58] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: Does she know about us*leans in and kisses him*
[23-22:59] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the kiss.* No, she doesn't. I think if she found out about us she would have killed herself just from her reaction to me breaking up with her.
[23-22:59] fa8c7, *ArchangelUriel: (( * Pretends like he's not there. * ))
[23-23:00] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: I see, well what happends when she sees us together?
[23-23:00] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Something tells me she won't be returning.
[23-23:01] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: I see
[23-23:01] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah
[23-23:02] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he drags off his cigar, staring across at the opposite corner .. unblinking, indifferent*..
[23-23:02] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: well I guess thats good now we just need tell Lil
[23-23:02] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: So Chloe, what have you been up to these past few days?
[23-23:03] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah, her reaction should be interesting.
[23-23:03] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: why you say that*raise a brow*you done my sister?
[23-23:05] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: I haven't done Lillie. I am just saying, her reaction should be interesting. I mean, it's Lillie, what doesn't she do that isn't out of the norm and hence " interesting"?
[23-23:06] fa8c7, *ArchangelUriel: (( Amen. Lillie is crazy. ))
[23-23:06] fa8c7, *ArchangelUriel: (( Sorry... *shushes* ))
[23-23:07] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (God damnit..)
[23-23:10] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: Okay-smiles-
[23-23:11] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Smiles back.*
[23-23:11] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *leans in kisses him gently pulling him into her*
[23-23:12] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *enters, near slient, shaking her curls free of the light moisture they've collected from the soft drizzle outside*
[23-23:12] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *ashes again, just lingering against his corner .. not seeming to pay attention to much of anything really*..
[23-23:12] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the kiss, moving closer to her.*
[23-23:14] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *smiles and stands slowly pusing into him her eyes rest on Morg*why dont we go upstairs and seal this relationship*purrs*
[23-23:14] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *casts an eye to the smoochers, sort of glowering as she moves behind the bar. Maybe it's jealousy, maybe just impatience*
[23-23:14] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Purrs back.* Good idea.
[23-23:14] 007ef, ºMorguline
: With some sex. *said simply, almost absently, from around the cigar .. a unmoving, huge statue against the wall*..
[23-23:16] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *looks at Morg*jealous big boy*laughs*Just because you dont like it dont try take the fun away the rest
[23-23:16] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *eyes fick yo Morg as she covers a chuckle, ducking behind the bar*
[23-23:17] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *to
[23-23:17] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *flick ((Bleh...))
[23-23:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Hah, hah, hah. *seems to almost care .. wait, no - he continues to smoke*..
[23-23:18] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *takes hunters hand and starts for the steps*
[23-23:19] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Follows Chloe.*
[23-23:19] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: On the contrary...*her words are simple as that, and she grabs some Vodka*
[23-23:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *deciphers some english*..
[23-23:22] 02aa2, *Chloe Black
: *looks at Sophia then Morg and smirks*Or maybe you are getting some. Then again maybe you found a way to have a relationship without it either way just because it isnt your thing doesnt mean it isnt others
[23-23:23] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Just stays quiet, not having any comments nor wanting to comment, thinking.*
[23-23:23] 0e80d, *Lillie: *starts heading down the stairs, rubbing her eyes sleepily*
[23-23:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Doesn't mean I need to see in one the bar, or by the lake, or out in the open, at all. It's supposed to be a private issue. Make it so..
[23-23:24] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: *looks foward sees Lil and smiles she walks towards her holding hunters hand*Hiya sis
[23-23:25] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: We have done nothing but kiss so chill
[23-23:25] 0e80d, *Lillie: *mumbles something that could be a greeting, then slouches against the wall*
[23-23:25] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* Hey Lillie.
[23-23:26] 007ef, ºMorguline
: And my stomach turns so... *he pushes his huge body off the wall, heading elsewhere .. probably the balcony, though*..
[23-23:26] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: Hey sis got some news for you
[23-23:26] 0e80d, *Lillie: He's right, ya little slut bag. What kind of disrespectful woman makes out in public... for real, Chloe *winks*
[23-23:26] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: Well you*laughs*
[23-23:27] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *shakes her head and makes towards the exit*
[23-23:27] fa8c7, Harold: * Wandered close to the Tavern... Morguline's bright, red shadow like a beacon through the haze. *
[23-23:27] 0e80d, *Lillie: yeah.... well *chuckles* what's your new, sweetness.
[23-23:27] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: Sis, I got a guy*leans into Hunter*
[23-23:28] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Holds Chloe.*
[23-23:28] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *spits his cigar butt off the end*..
[23-23:28] 0e80d, *Lillie: What does you're guy's girlfriend think about that? *raises a brow to Huntie*
[23-23:29] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *slips out into the night*...*gone*
[23-23:30] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Her guy's girlfriend got broken up with.
[23-23:30] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *beltches*..
[23-23:30] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: I am his girlfriend
[23-23:30] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: So I am only Chloe's
[23-23:30] fa8c7, Harold
: * Steps out, into a bathroom stall... and exits the bathroom casually, slicking his hair back as he does so. His features were most definately Italian... he might even smell a bit Italian if anyone sniffed that hard. Of course, it was mostly his collogne, but, who knew. *
[23-23:31] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Knew you'd fucking go to bed..)
[23-23:31] 0e80d, *Lillie: ouch. Well Chloe is a much better fuck anyways. *yawns sleepily, lookin' a little rough this evening*
[23-23:31] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: Yes i am*purrs*
[23-23:32] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah, she is. * Returns the purr.*
[23-23:33] fa8c7, Harold
: * Moves slowly and deliberatly towards the bar.... taking note of everyone in his view. * Hello? Anyone back there? * He leaned slightly over the bar, trying to see if someone was hiding behind it for some reason. *
[23-23:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *gone or whatever...*
[23-23:34] 0e80d, *Lillie: It runs in the family.
[23-23:35] 02aa2, *Chloe Black: *grins*I am going go remind him just how good I am*kisses Lils cheek and winks at Hunter leaves them there to talk if they want to and heads for the suite*(has go to bed babysittin)
[23-23:35] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the wink and speaks to Chloe.* I'll be up in a bit.
[23-23:36] 0e80d, *Lillie: (night peanut!) *continues her way downstairs, staggering a little*
[23-23:38] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: *she finally breaks Obsfucate from the shadows, seeming to walk out from the shadows. has been there all along*
[23-23:39] fa8c7, Harold
: * Sighs heavily, flopping back, onto a bar stool.... he was very well built... had a very slight pudge to him in places... probably genetic... * ...why can I never find decent service....
[23-23:40] 0e80d, *Lillie: Because people around here are adults that can take care of themselves *grumbles, messy blond hair in her face as she meanders behind the bar*
[23-23:40] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: *she's wearing what's in the picture, dark violet hair framing her youthful face as she moves. she looks no older than 19, with a proper ladylike walk*
[23-23:40] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks over to the bar also. Sits down and pulls out a cigarette.* Correction, most people are.
[23-23:41] fa8c7, Harold
: * Smiles slowly as Lillie moves behind the bar. * Ah, finally. Can I get a grain on the rocks?
[23-23:42] fa8c7, Harold
: No, wait... make that a double...
[23-23:42] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Harold.* Do you have two legs?
[23-23:43] 0e80d, *Lillie: *grabs a beer, hoping to get rid of her hang over* I don't know, can you? *cracks the beer open and takes a sip, making a disgusted face* ick
[23-23:43] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: *she pretty much acknowledges no one, moving behind the bar and selecting a bottle of vintage merlot.*
[23-23:44] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* Hung over? That's a first.
[23-23:44] fa8c7, Harold
: * Gets a definately perplexed look on his face.... * I'm.... sorry, maybe... you misunder stood me..?
[23-23:45] 0e80d, *Lillie: No it's not. *climbs up on the bar top and curls up* It's what happens when I forget to drink.
[23-23:45] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Gets an idea. Walks around the bar and makes a double grain on the rocks. Puts it about five feet away from Harold.* That'll be half a grand.
[23-23:46] 0e80d, *Lillie: No I didn't. You asked if you could get a drink, seeing as how I've never met you before, I have no idea what you can do. *itches her cute little nose*
[23-23:46] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* Forget to drink what?
[23-23:47] fa8c7, Harold
: * Raises a brow at Hunter. * ...half a.... Ohh, I see... * He starts to laugh slowly. * This is one of those high-dollar charity places, right? * Digs into his back pocket for his wallet, fishing around for his cash... *
[23-23:48] 0e80d, *Lillie: liquor, my dearest Huntie...
[23-23:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Laughs to himself. Looks at Lillie.* It's one of those privetly owned taverns.
[23-23:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Spoked to Harold.*
[23-23:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * To Lillie.* Aaaah, alright. Didn't know if you ment liquor or the other.
[23-23:50] fa8c7, Harold
: * Stops after hearing his words... and slowly puts his wallet away... a rather dejected look on his face. * .....oh... well, then..... * He stood slowly, brushing off his Italian Suit. * ...guess I wasn't invited... * Starts for the door *
[23-23:50] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Harold.* Oh, it's open to the public. But I mean the money made here doesn't go to any charity.
[23-23:50] 0e80d, *Lillie: No I just get sleepy and cranky then. *chuckles at Harold, then looks back at Huntie, still chuckling* oh, you're such a bully, Hunter.
[23-23:51] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* Just trying to make some cash. I mean, I need half a grand right now cause I forgot to wake up on time and got to work an hour late.
[23-23:51] 70f26, *Elisa Braddock: *she just looks up and watches the scene for a moment before the player feels like it's a waste to be here. leaves*
[23-23:52] fa8c7, Harold
: * Waves off the comment, not really paying too much attention to what he actually said. * ...no, no.... it's ok.... I know when to take a hint... * And out, through the door he went.... moving slowly to the lake, sitting alone there, sulking really... *
[23-23:53] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Telepathicly to Harold.* Dude, it's a public tavern, just that it isn't a charity or anything. It's a privetly owned business that is open to the public.
[23-23:53] 0e80d, *Lillie: You're mean. Go apologize *still giggles, though*
[23-23:54] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* Who says I haven't? * Drinks the drink he made.*
[23-23:56] 0e80d, *Lillie: *crawls along the bar and snatches the drink right out of hunter's hand and finishes it off*
[23-23:56] fa8c7, Harold
: * Had blocked the mental contact through sheer force of will.... last time he felt that, a particular someone was stealing a look at his thoughts. *
[23-23:56] fa8c7, Harold
: * Had blocked the mental contact through sheer force of will.... last time he felt that, a particular someone was stealing a look at his thoughts. *
[23-23:56] fa8c7, Harold: * Had blocked the mental contact through sheer force of will.... last time he felt that, a particular someone was stealing a look at his thoughts. *
[23-23:58] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Growls lightly. Teleports outside so that he stands infront of Harold.* Idota, listen to me. It's a public tavern that isn't a part of a charity. It's open to the public, but it's a privetly owned business.
[24-00:00] fa8c7, Harold: * His eyes widen at his appearing before him... * ..wh... ho... * And he swallows thickly, seeming to be quite scared. *
[24-00:01] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: I was just being an asshole cause the entire place is self serve. Also the drinks are free as are the lodgings and the food.
[24-00:03] fa8c7, Harold
: * Blinks slowly... appearing to slowly regain his composure * ....what are you.... * His voice was tight... just above a whisper. *
[24-00:04] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Just call me talented and fast.
[24-00:04] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks like his pic, except he is wearing light purplish sunglasses and black leather gloves.*
[24-00:05] fa8c7, Harold
: How about I call you a freak!? * And he ran back towards the tavern.... safety was always in buildings, right? *
[24-00:06] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Sighs and just walks back towards the tavern.*
[24-00:06] 0e80d, *Lillie: *sits up, regaining her composure as the alcohol surges through her veins* oh, sweetie. don't worry. He won't hurt you.
[24-00:09] fa8c7, Harold
: * Bursts in through the doors, a hysterical look on his face, talking at speeds that were hard to comprehend. * Ohmygodtheressomefreakoguyoutthere!! Ithinkhesgoingtokillme like hessomevampirethingorsomething!
[24-00:10] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walking into the parlor again.* Listen to her, if I wanted to hurt you, I would have already done it.
[24-00:10] 0e80d, *Lillie: Nah, he would have killed out all ready.
[24-00:10] 0e80d, *Lillie: out-you
[24-00:13] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((brb))
[24-00:14] fa8c7, Harold
: * Simply collapses on the floor, slumped against the wall oppisite the bar... *
[24-00:15] 0e80d, *Lillie: *giggles some more* oh leave it to Hunter.
[24-00:15] fa8c7, Harold
: * Mumbles softly as his eyes slowly open. * ....just wanted a drink....
[24-00:16] fa8c7, Harold
: * He takes a sharp breath in, through his nose as he realizes he really is there.... still.... and scoots across the floor on his behind... not even caring about his suit at the moment, which is rare for him *
[24-00:17] 83f65, Cordelia Blodwed: ((pic test))
[24-00:17] 0e80d, *Lillie: well come get one. nobody's stopping you
[24-00:17] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Jumps onto the rafters and chuckles to himself.*
[24-00:19] 83f65, Cordelia Blodwed: *wanders into the tavern and glances around, pouts slightly not spotting her sister, she looks much like the pic, dark shoulder length hair and chocolate colored eyes, heads over to the bar*
[24-00:19] fa8c7, Harold
: * And he blinked twice, quickly... his eyes were yellowish, somehow, between those blinks... odd... but, he simply stood up, keeping a keen eye on Hunter as he moved cautiously towards the bar again... claiming the drink Hunter had made earlier and quickly sitting, back to the wall, on a barstool. *
[24-00:20] 0e80d, *Lillie: *slides down from the bar top* Hunter, get your ass down here and kiss me. I'm leaving.
[24-00:21] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Just jumps down, landing swiftly and silently behind the bar. Looks at Lillie.* Alright, night Lill.
[24-00:21] 83f65, Cordelia Blodwed: *looks over at the the others in the room a moment, she wore a knee length leather coat, tight black pants and a black halter top that clung to her*
[24-00:21] fa8c7, Harold
: * Made half an attempt to stand up as Lillie spoke. * No! I mean... please don't.... you're the only one here who seems remotely normal.
[24-00:23] 0e80d, *Lillie: *plants a bit wet one on Huntie's cheek* night sweetie. give my sister a lick for me *blinks at Harold* Normal? *chuckles* oh my dear boy, nothing around here is what it seems.
[24-00:23] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the kiss on the cheek.* Night sweetie. I'll be sure to give Chloe a lick for you and several for me. * Winks.*
[24-00:24] fa8c7, Harold
: * Seems to get a bit panicy. * Please, miss... all I want to do is finish this drink and leave in peace! And you're not some freako like him! * Pointing at Hunter *
[24-00:25] 0e80d, *Lillie: And you *saunters over to Harold and gives his nose a little pinch* Don't be so spastic and stop insulting my friends.
[24-00:26] fa8c7, Harold
: * Harold's skin seemed a lot tougher than what it looked... * But, you didn't see what he did outside!!
[24-00:26] 0e80d, *Lillie: I've known him for most of my life. I'm sure I've seen it.
[24-00:27] fa8c7, Harold
: * Shakes his head and quiets down tremendously.... eyes dropping to stare at his overly-shined Italian leather shoes. *
[24-00:27] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* I only teleported infront of him. It's not like he saw me like I used to be back in the days I actually killed. Or better yet, after I found out Mistic had cheated on me and was planning on killing me.
[24-00:28] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: That was scary the way I looked.
[24-00:29] fa8c7, Harold
: (( brb - smoking ))
[24-00:29] 0e80d, *Lillie: I would have starved to death a long time ago without you, Huntie pie.
[24-00:30] 83f65, Cordelia Blodwed: *raises an eyebrow at the convorsation the others are having before going and grabing some vodka*
[24-00:31] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Lillie.* I know.
[24-00:33] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: But some rude young man doesn't want to even take the time to know me because of the fact that I am talented.
[24-00:35] 0e80d, *Lillie: oh I'm sure you're talented in more ways than I can imagine. I need to go sit with my daughter, though. I don't like to leave her alone in case she wakes up.
[24-00:36] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Good idea. Night Lillie
[24-00:36] 0e80d, *Lillie: *blows him a kiss and mosies on out the door*
[24-00:38] fa8c7, Harold
: * Finally loos up and at Hunter... forgotten drink still in hand.... and he casually sipps from it, as though the grain alchol were merely water. *
[24-00:38] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Harold. Pulls out a cigarette and his favorate zippo. Lights the cigarette.* Nice suit.
[24-00:38] 0e80d, *Lillie: ((night all *goes to flirt with a boy = P ))
[24-00:39] fa8c7, Harold
: * Mutters between drinks. * ...whatever, lick...
[24-00:42] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Shakes his head.*
[24-00:43] fa8c7, Harold
: * Finishes off the drink. * ...lemmie give you a word of warning, 'friend'.... just keep your dirty, corpse hands off me and we'll get along just fine...
[24-00:44] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Raises an eyebrow.* Who ever said I was a vampire?
[24-00:45] 83f65, Naru: ((test))
[24-00:45] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Takes off his sunglasses. His eyes are a golden amber brown before turning completely white for a second then back to the original color.*
[24-00:46] fa8c7, Harold
: * Grins sideways. * ...you just told me... besides, no-one can move that fast besides those dirty mosquitos...
[24-00:47] 83f65, Naru: ((YAY! It works!))
[24-00:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Who ever said I moved that fast? I only said I teleported. I really don't need to move a muscle to do that. As for " telling you I am a vampire" I only asked you who said I was one.
[24-00:49] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: As far as you know what allowed me to teleport was a prototype of a new technology one of my companies is developing.
[24-00:49] 83f65, Naru: *slips into the tavern, she wore a simple black dress and glasses, her long blond/brown hair was pulled back into a messy bun that still looked good on her*
[24-00:49] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Pulls out a small device and places it on the bar top. It blinks several times before actually teleporting from one side of the bar to the other then back.*
[24-00:51] 83f65, Naru: *looks at the two in the parlor then heads to a table, a small bag slung over her shoulder*
[24-00:51] fa8c7, Harold
: * Shakes his head slowly * You bloodsuckers are all the same... always trying to be mysterious... just give it a rest and, like I said, keep your dirty hands off me...
[24-00:51] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: I have a heart beat, I can assure you that. I breathe and need to eat in order to live. But you my " friend" may have just insulted an angel and one of the sons of the people who owns this place.
[24-00:51] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Fuck mysterious. You want me to prove to you I am not a fucking vampire?
[24-00:52] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Shakes his head, senses returning.* Fuck it, enjoy your drink. Oh, let me warn you. Insult some of the other people here and they might not be as nice as I am.
[24-00:52] 83f65, Naru: *hears all the talk of vampires and makes a slight face before settling down in a chair*
[24-00:53] fa8c7, Harold
: * Shakes his head again, reaching over the bar to grab a bottle of the same grain he was drinking. *
[24-00:53] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks over at Naru and nods politely. Walks over to her, casually.* Evening seniorita.
[24-00:55] 83f65, Naru: *smiles up at Hunter* Evening *plops the bag on the table, making a face at it, crosses her legs and sits up in the chair, brushes back some stray hair, but it just falls back in her face* eh...
[24-00:56] fa8c7, Harold
: * Mutters something about 'all suger for the ladies' as he refills his glass. *
[24-00:56] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Had left the device on the bar top. It looks like a small metalic cube. On one side of the cube it reads " Babalon Enterprises." and on another side it reads" Property of the United Nations".*
[24-00:57] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Naru.* Mind if I have a seat?
[24-01:00] 83f65, Naru: Go ahead *smiles at him again then starts digging through the bag, pulls out a thick folder and plops it on the table, papers had just been shoved in it, obviouslyisn't that organized, sighs half exhuasted at the site of it, looks back to Hunter* I'm Naru, and you are?
[24-01:01] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Takes a seat.* I am Hunter, Hunter Gabrielolus. So Naru, mind me asking what brings you here this eve?
[24-01:07] fa8c7, Harold
: * Simply downs this second double shot of grain before standing slowly, leaving the glass on the bar. *
[24-01:11] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks over at Harold and shakes his head. He yawns slightly and stands up. He walks over towards the stairs. He looks over at Harold again.* If you want to take the advise of a " vampire " then there are suites upstairs if you don't have a place to stay the night. It's free. If you don't want to take my advise and still don't have a place to stay the night, then enjoy the couches.
[24-01:12] fa8c7, Harold
: * Moves for the door once again. * ...I'd rather rough it than stay in a lick's lair...
[24-01:14] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Laughs again.* You really are a fucking idiot, aren't you? * Takes off his trench coat, revealing his wings.* All this time you have been talking to an angel but because you are so bent on thinking I am a vampire and your paranoia you can't even take the time to get to know someone. Oh well.* Puts his trench coat back on.* Have fun out in the woods with the lupines, werebears, and other such creatures.
[24-01:15] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Oh, as for this tavern. It's a haven for anyone and anything. They are for the most part safe so long as they don't piss the wrong person off. * Walks up the stairs to his suite where Chloe is sleeping.*
[24-01:16] fa8c7, Harold
: * Smirks slightly * ...I've been fooled by your kind's tricks before.... and besides, you don't know what I am, anyways... and good luck trying to figure out... Garou have died trying to find out what I am...
[24-01:18] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Laughs again, stopping midway up the stairs.* Geez man, you are as stubborn as I am. But really man, even if you don't like the species you shouldn't be so rude to people. Hell, as my friend Lillie said earlier, if I wanted to hurt you it would have been done long ago. I am just being civil with you and you keep on spitting in my face.
[24-01:19] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: As for the Garou, you try taking on the local Alpha. I'll be at your funeral.
[24-01:21] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Well, enough chit-chat. I've got my girlfriend waiting for me in my room. Most likely though she's already passed out. * Turns around again and walks up the stairs.*
[24-01:21] fa8c7, Harold
: Yeah, I'm sure. It took packs of them to take out my ancestors... theres no way one of them could take me.... it's been tried...
[24-01:22] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Try taking on one who's as old as some religions. * Says as he continues to ascend the stairs. Is gone.*
[24-01:22] fa8c7, Harold
: * Shakes his head before he heads out and into the woods.... finding a good bedding spot for the night. *
[24-11:38] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *enters, sauntering to a booth*
[24-11:47] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *kicks her feet up, relaxing*
[24-11:49] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *walks on in, nodding to Sophia on his way to the bar to fetch a drink*
[24-11:50] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods back, recognizing the man she fished from the lake* You're looking better, today. *manages a gentle smirk*
[24-11:51] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: Thanks. *he grins* Want something to drink?
[24-11:53] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Nah...well, actually, water would be good. *blinks slowly, tilting her head back*
[24-11:55] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *grabs her a glass of water and gets something caffeinated for himself before heading over to the booth*
[24-11:57] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *watches him* So...
[24-11:58] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: So how are you? *hands her the glass* Save any more distressed swimmers.
[24-12:00] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Not recently *small smile* I'm well, and yourself?
[24-12:01] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: Better than the last time we met. I haven't been thrown into any lakes.
[24-12:03] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *nods and sips the water* That is always good.
[24-12:04] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: So tell me Sophia, are you very religious?
[24-12:07] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *sort of laughs at that* It depends on how you define "religion." *looks him over carefully, however*
[24-12:08] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *smiles slightly* And what religeon would that be, if you don't mind me asking?
[24-12:10] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I'm not quite sure. There's a lot of things I believe. *sips again, slowly, careful* What makes you inquire such things?
[24-12:12] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *he shrugs and looks down at his drink* Just curious.
[24-12:13] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Mm. *Peridot eyes search his face* Most people ask such things when they wish to tell me something.
[24-12:16] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *looks into her eyes, his so dark they appear almost black* Do you believe in angels?
[24-12:18] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: If I were to see one. *looks back, her green ones piercing, always calculating*
[24-12:20] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *leans back in the booth, the empty soda can in his hand beginning to smoke* And what would an angel look like?
[24-12:22] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Depends on what kind of Angel. *she takes another swig, eyes flicking to his can*
[24-12:26] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *brushes the ashes of the can from his hands as if it were an everyday activity* An angel of death?
[24-12:28] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: A demon? One of "Satan's children?" *chuckles* Or a self-proclaiming leech?
[24-12:30] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: You say that like death isn't supposed to happen anyway. And by the way, Satan's a myth.
[24-12:34] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I wouldn't call him a myth...more of a "legend." Why do ask such things? *again looks him over*
[24-12:35] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *chuckles, pushing the ashes of the can off the table and on to the floor* Oh, no reason...
[24-12:40] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: You lie...*smirks coyly*
[24-12:44] b7b71, Alex Cunningham
: *smiles* Would I lie to you? Anyway, I've got to get out of here. Goodbye. *he fades off into the Dark Umbra, finally getting used to that damned storm*
[24-12:45] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *shrugs and finishes her water, now sitting alone*
[24-12:48] 22fcd, Blaze
: *walks into the parlor..*
[24-12:53] 22fcd, Blaze
: *takes a seat*
[24-13:07] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *blinks, looking at the new one*
[24-15:43] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *again, he has spent munberous hours working out .. no longer able to enter the Caern he himself helped build, he is forced to work on the equipment here*..
[24-15:47] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *currently bench pressing, he pumps an insane amount of weight .. the bar is simply filled to the brim so to speak - his entire life he's always pushed him body further than it should be able to go, that is his training*..
[24-15:53] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *and there he will remain, door closed .. taking significant time on each machine provided*..
[24-16:38] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: (pokes the lurkers)
[24-16:39] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((* Is poked.*))
[24-16:39] 04301, Ratheon: {smacks its hand away from him}
[24-16:39] 04301, Ratheon: o oop
[24-16:40] 04301, Ratheon: {hello}
[24-16:41] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: (Why is everyone lurkin!!! RP darn it!!!)
[24-16:41] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks in, looking around and smoking a cig.*
[24-16:42] 04301, Ratheon: {im not lurkeing am i?}
[24-16:43] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: *walks down the stairs wearing just whats in the photo she stops at the door and stares at him*
[24-16:44] 04301, Ratheon: ::raises a brow as she walks down.....::
[24-16:45] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Pulls out a bottle of Matrix flavored Powerade and walks over to the bar. Grabs a bottle of Dr.Pepper and Whiskey. Mixes the Powerade, Dr.Pepper, and Whiskey.*
[24-16:46] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: *winks at Ratheon and walks towards the bar slips onto a barstool crossing her legs and watches Hunter*
[24-16:47] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Looks at Chloe.* About time you woke up, sorry I got into our room without saying anything or left without waking you. You just looked so sweet sleeping, I decided not to disturb you.
[24-16:47] 04301, Ratheon: {hey ill be abck im gonan go regester my chare}
[24-16:48] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Takes a sip of Matrix Dr.Jack.*
[24-16:49] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: *smirks*Was I that cute? Well I must say I missed you
[24-16:50] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yes, you were that cute.
[24-16:51] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: and here I thought I was cute awake*leans in kisses him hard*
[24-16:52] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the kiss and pulls away.* You are cute awake. But asleep you almost looked innocent. Almost.
[24-16:54] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: what are you saying*purrs*I am innocent*smiles all inocently and starts to laugh*okay okay
[24-16:54] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: I am saying you almost look like you are innocent when you are asleep. * Chuckles.* But I know you are not.
[24-16:56] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: oh you do huh*slips over the bar sitting on it she kisses him deeply letting her legs wrap around him*
[24-16:57] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the kiss, just as deep.*
[24-16:58] 1f3f0, *Chloe Black: *leans into him*Almost huh
[24-16:58] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Smirks and holds her.* Yeah, almosts.
[24-17:01] df39a, *Chloe Black: *nibbles his neck gently*am I almost good in bed too*grins*
[24-17:02] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yes you are.
[24-17:03] df39a, *Chloe Black: Oh just almost good*sits back*here I thought i was great*tilts her head a bit*
[24-17:03] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: You are great in bed.
[24-17:04] df39a, *Chloe Black: *grins and leans in licking his lips*
[24-17:04] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the lick on the lips.*
[24-17:05] df39a, *Chloe Black: *looks at his drink*so whats that
[24-17:05] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: It's a mix of Dr.Pepper, Matrix Powerade, and Jack Daniel's Whiskey.
[24-17:06] df39a, *Chloe Black: whats it taste like
[24-17:06] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: It changes it's flavor with each sip.
[24-17:07] df39a, *Chloe Black: really how so?
[24-17:07] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: I don't know
[24-17:08] df39a, *Chloe Black: MM*leans in and gently laps at it like a cat would milk and purrs rubbing his chest as she snuggles into him*So how has your day been?
[24-17:08] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Work, that's all I've gotta say.
[24-17:10] df39a, *Chloe Black: I see, thats what got you outta my bed so early this morn
[24-17:11] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah
[24-17:11] df39a, *Chloe Black: Maybe tonight I am going have to tie you up*grins**
[24-17:16] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Grins.* Oh please do.
[24-17:16] 04301, Ratheon: ::a figure covered in a dark green cloak entered the tavern his hood covering his face and hair,one hadn could be seen clearly but the other look as though it was holding something under his cloak...he went to table sat down pulle out his pipe...and loaded it with tobacco and lit t up and started to puffing it slowly::
[24-17:17] df39a, *Chloe Black: *purrs*mmm *licks his lips*sounds like tons of fun
[24-17:17] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Returns the lick on the lips.* It is.
[24-17:18] df39a, *Chloe Black: gonna have get out my whip*purrs and rubs his innerthigh with her foot she sniffs and looks around at the sorce of the smoke*
[24-17:18] 04301, Ratheon
: {are you guys in the main bar area
[24-17:19] df39a, *Chloe Black: (yes they are AT the bar chloe is sitting on it)
[24-17:20] 04301, Ratheon
: {ok}::watches the people at the bar..them not being able to see his aface onyl wqhen he inhales the smoke::
[24-17:20] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Oooh, but if you get out your whip that means mine will have to stay in it's place.
[24-17:22] df39a, *Chloe Black: maybe you will have to take some control then*grins*So, when are you going move your stuff in the room
[24-17:22] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Soon, I just need to finish packing
[24-17:23] 04301, Ratheon
: ::he shifted and as he did the white hilt of his katana stuck out as he sat there the hilt was a ivory white that had a dragon engraved on it with to blue rubys for eyes::
[24-17:23] df39a, *Chloe Black: Need and help*grins and rubs his thigh*
[24-17:24] df39a, *Chloe Black: (any not and)*looks at the man seeing the hilt she moves into Hunter some*
[24-17:24] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: With moving? Nah. * Looks over at Ratheon. His eyes shift from the color they are to pure white as he looks at the man's spirit, energy, and aura.*
[24-17:25] df39a, *Chloe Black: *sips Hunters drink*Okay
[24-17:25] 8d0f5, Hexor Thealestrate: .
[24-17:26] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Holds Chloe as he takes a sip of his drink.*
[24-17:26] 04301, Ratheon
: ::he watches them taking the pipe away form his mouth licking his teeth....but not to show them to anyone his face still in total darkeness.....he shook the dirnk in her hand with his telekinieses::
[24-17:27] df39a, *Chloe Black: You okay?
[24-17:29] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: (( Ratheon, race, age, any harmful intentions, ect. Hunter's basicly reading you and I need to know what he's reading.))
[24-17:30] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Yeah, I'm alright. Just watching to see what this guy does. I figure anyone who carries a sword around eather plans on using it to hurt someone or to protect themself.
[24-17:30] 04301, Ratheon
: { o sorry.......HAlf-elven vampire..age 34....no harmful intentions as of no that he can see and of coures the power of telekinses}
[24-17:31] df39a, *Chloe Black: Hey can you blame anyone in this place wanting to carry something
[24-17:32] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Turns back, looking at Chloe. His eyes shift back and shakes his head.* I don't blame anyone. But still, ya can't be too sure.
[24-17:32] 04301, Ratheon
: ::let the smoke rise from his face before taking anohter inhale and exhale...then puting th epipe out and puting it away::
[24-17:32] 8d0f5, Hexor Thealestrate: -the door is opened and a tall man with yellow eyes and faded black hairwalks in and tkes a seat at the bar a coupl down from the others in the bar-
[24-17:33] df39a, *Chloe Black: But when I am with you i never feel unsafe
[24-17:33] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Smiles.* That's good.
[24-17:33] 04301, Ratheon
: ::he picked the glass up with his powers droping it about 2 inches from its orignal spot::
[24-17:35] df39a, *Chloe Black: All I need is my big strong Hunter*leans in nibbles his earlobe*
[24-17:35] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Purrs and smirks.*
[24-17:35] 49c70, Lurker: ..
[24-17:35] 04301, Ratheon
: ::he glanced towards the man who just walked in watching him closely then back to the others::
[24-17:36] df39a, *Chloe Black: *nibbles at his ear rubbing his chest*
[24-17:36] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Purrs more.*
[24-17:37] df39a, *Chloe Black: *leans back ands slowly looks around*
[24-17:38] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Holds Chloe in his arms.*
[24-17:41] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: (( I gotta go for a few.))
[24-17:41] b72d0, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((BBL))
[24-17:41] 04301, Ratheon
: ::he slowly rose form his seat walking behind the bar and searching for his favortie drink::
[24-17:46] 04301, Ratheon
: Is anyone there}
[24-17:52] 04301, Ratheon
: ::leaves::
[24-17:56] 04301, Ratheon: ::is bac::
[24-18:19] 78e8c, *Elisa Braddock: (*peers in*)
[24-21:43] 04301, Ratheon: {helo}
[24-21:45] 04301, Ratheon: {anyone there}
[24-21:59] b6476, *Elisa Braddock: (barely.)
[24-22:02] 5cce2, KashuraCoranthier: (what's going on, yo?)
[24-22:33] 0d214, JokerInThePack: ((*barks*))
[24-22:34] 01290, Carol.Grace: ((*blinks*))
[24-22:37] 5cce2, KashuraCoranthier: (*tries not to pass out*)
[24-22:38] 01290, Carol.Grace: (*blinks again* )
[24-22:42] 01290, Carol.Grace: (ugh.. * yawns, and continues lurky mode*)
[24-22:43] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Peers up at the stars*
[24-22:48] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Eh..I always alone it seems even when I'm not... should probably go to bed..
[24-22:51] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *opens the main door and starts toward the bar .. his breif case in his left hand, his cain in his right..it gently taps the floor before every step *
[24-22:52] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Hm...
[24-22:54] 01290, Carol.Grace: *stirs in her bed, her brown eyes fluttering half open.. she groans curling in a ball, a cut on her cheek staining the pillow sheet, with slowly dripping blood..*
[24-22:56] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *pauses as his cain strikes the bar .. he raises his left hand setting the breif case on the bar top .. the heavy thick wooden cain follows * Hmmm ... no lets see .. what did they say agian .. *his words a bit aggervated as he opens the case and pulls a thick document from its depths .. moves the case to one side and lays the papers on the bar opening them his finger tips gently running across the brail *
[24-22:57] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he puffs away on a cigar, a faint vanilla flavor lingering around him .. he eyes the blind mortal briefly before resuming watch other the room - his workout over, having showered and cleaned up*..
[24-22:58] 01290, Carol.Grace: *she raises her hand to her cheek, her fingers coming away with a faint line of fresh blood.. she whimpers softly and sits up, rubbing her eyes.*
[24-23:00] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *his head tilts at the smell of the cigar .. it now confirming he's not alone anymore ..doesn't say anything just goes on about his buisness*
[24-23:02] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *gives a gentle shake of his head .. ice-cold, hateful eyes scanning over the ceiling - the second floor*..
[24-23:02] 01290, Carol.Grace: *her halflided brown eyes wander to the bathroom, and she gets up slowly, going to go clean up her face.. *
[24-23:06] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he ashes, glancing over at the visually challenged man .. eyes narrowed, wondering..*
[24-23:11] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: The bastards ..*shakes his head mummbling to himself * Well got to file a petition ..*sighs*
[24-23:12] 01290, Carol.Grace: *scrubs her face and hands, she looks in the mirror, wincing at the sight of the large slash over her cheek, from just below the right eye to the corner of her mouth..*
[24-23:13] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *figures he could use a laugh, and questions from behind the cigar*.. What're you doing here. *voice flat, considerably deep .. most unfriendly and colored with a feral tinge*..
[24-23:15] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *his head moves up from his work and turns to the side a little in Morguline's direction * Ummm Working ... *says a little uneasy as the voice didn't seem to friendly *
[24-23:17] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *stubs the cigar dead against one wall of the corner that his huge body resides against*.. On, what. *half-armored arms fold loosely over his extremely broad chest*..
[24-23:18] 01290, Carol.Grace: *makes sure the bleeding has stopped, and moves back into the bedroom, she moves to the hall and down the stairs slowly, not caring her white shirt is dirty.*
[24-23:20] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: Well ... mostly as of late trying to keep the mayor and the police cheif and a few other officials from trying to condem the property we're now sitting in ... Mrs. LeBeau didn't inform me things where this bad when she hired me ... *shakes his head* So far theres a few nominations of bulldozing the entire landscape ...
[24-23:21] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: (( trying to establish a plot line if your interested ))
[24-23:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Is there? Maybe I should put a bid in. *said casually with the voice is his scarred vocal cords can produce .. he chuckles low, glancing toward the steps temporarily*..
[24-23:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (I don't sign up for plot lines. Just throw my character in 'em if they look good. Just not fun any other way.)
[24-23:25] 01290, Carol.Grace: *hears a famliar voice, followed by a very unfamiliar.... once she's decended the stairs she moves towards the bar, somewhat wearily the cut on her cheek very red and very fresh...*
[24-23:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: (( fair enough) *chuckles a little himself at the man's words* Yeah but *shakes his head* to much landscape out there to just run a bulldozer over and burn .. because your affraid of something
[24-23:27] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I was thinking of just the building itself. Smash it down and leave the rest alone. *glances at the girl, and her so obvious wound*..
[24-23:29] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *chuckles* Well currently thats what i'm being paid to prevent ... just wish somebody would have told me how much people feared and hated this place .. and why? I hear the perverbial ghost stories but I've yet to see .. and I used the term loosely *chuckles* any real proof
[24-23:29] 01290, Carol.Grace: *her eyes go large at seeing Morg, edging towards Randal.... her barefeet thump lightly on the floor as she moves closer.*
[24-23:30] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *catchs the scent of a familar perfume and then blood ..his head tilts but he doesn't say anything just yet ..just does his blind man routine works pretty good considering he is actual blind *
[24-23:31] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Everything comes with time. *he looks between the two, a subtle, violent Rage inside of him .. like animals, any straight-human can feel it when they get near enough, that's how the Curse works*..
[24-23:33] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau: *she tisks lightly, the sound nearly a hiss. She stands quite comfortably in the Parlor's front entrance, watching all three calmly. A clove dangles between her lips; she leans easily against the doorframe, ankles hitched, knee slightly crooked. She simply listens*
[24-23:33] 01290, Carol.Grace: * once shes beside Randal she grabs his arm, trying not to cry, her brown eyes glinting with unshed tears..* Randy? * her voice sounds cracked and almost childish as she speaks his name*
[24-23:34] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: Yeah *nods* thats the way life works ... though some go through their entire life and never see or find what it is they have searched for .. and some find it swiftly... *shrugs* its all in the way life works
[24-23:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *a mutter, with hateful depth*..
[24-23:34] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: (( how near? we talking 10ft 20ft ? need to know for an rp response ))
[24-23:35] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Speak for yourself. *small, brief smirk*..
[24-23:36] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Well, out of all my years of playing Morg, the Curse has never came into effect of any human. Regardless, I'd probably be around 50 feet plus.)
[24-23:37] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *his other hand coming over and patting Carol's hand as she touchs him his head tilts at her voice * What is it Carol?
[24-23:37] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: And some people find exactly what they were looking for, and end up condemned for it. Isn't that right, Morguline? *she steps in casually, just a few paces, broad, cold smile on her lips*
[24-23:37] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: (( so 50ft away? ))
[24-23:37] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Aye.)
[24-23:38] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *tilts his head at the new voice * never said finding it was pleasant *says low and to himself*
[24-23:39] 01290, Carol.Grace: *whimpers softly, her eyes closing tight, the cut on her cheek stinging.. tears spill down her cheeks.. * I got hurt..* she says faintly her voice teary, she tries stopping since there are more than just him.. but can't.*
[24-23:39] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Because they look it in the wrong places. *scowl set in his hard, permantely scarred face*..
[24-23:40] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *could hear Randal whisper from the balcony, but she'll pretend she didn't* Whose job is it to define 'wrong and 'right', hm? *steps toward him, but always a good ten feet away, striding casually about8
[24-23:41] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: (* )
[24-23:41] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Those whole know the difference.
[24-23:42] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: You got hurt?? *his hands raise slowly to her face as he hears her sobbing .. just before his his hand comes in contact with the cut it draws back* What happened? *his voice carries concern for her* Are you ok?
[24-23:43] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: ((white out's the extra his before hand ))
[24-23:43] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *fingers begin to drum against one steely arm as her presense begins to annoy him .. the closeness..*
[24-23:44] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: Oh. Oh, I see perfectly now! *her smile fades into a scowl, and her voice goes flat* In other words, those like you. *she isn't unaware of his mannerisms; out of a previous warning, she takes two feet back, twelve away now*
[24-23:44] 01290, Carol.Grace: *puts her forehead against his shoulder, sniffling and trying to stop the tears... * I donno...... they wanted money...... * her voice cracks and she breathes slowly.* I didn't have any.... they... they cut me....
[24-23:46] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stares over at the woman with the tear across her face, speaking off-handedly to Lane*.. It's about time you did.
[24-23:47] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *his hed lowers his teeth grind hard agianst one another as the anger raises within him * shhhhh... *raises a hand to the back of her head carressing her hair gently * it will be ok ... where were you at when it happened Carol do you remember?
[24-23:48] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *his actions taking on a Big brother type persona *
[24-23:48] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: Uh-huh. *she makes a disgusted noise, crossing her arms, regarding him harshly* What in the Hel Crystal sees in you, I'll never know. Waisting herself on you. And that Sophia, too! Such a pretty thing ... *her tongue drags across her teeth, and she heads for the bar* Wonder how she tastes ..
[24-23:49] 01290, Carol.Grace: *she sniffs shaking her head faintly..* I don't remember much...... I hit my head.....* she leans against him slightly oblivious of the others now... *
[24-23:49] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *breaks into laughter, unable to speak because of it*..
[24-23:50] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *if he wasn't paying attention to Carol would cut the Dislike, hatred and tension with a chain saw *
[24-23:50] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *bothers to ignore him now; his laughter alone is a shock and a half, but she refuses to let that be evident. She digs quietly behind the bar, humming an old Fianna war-song, out of habit*
[24-23:51] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: *shakes his head .. the grinding of his teeth pop loudly before he stop realizing he's doing it *
[24-23:52] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: Carol ... you feeling alright? ... maybe you need to go lay down ... and get some rest
[24-23:52] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *speaks in Garou, a crule language, especially coming from him*.. "Funny... you said you were turned to do a specific task, but now you're talking like any Leech does. It's making me consider my decision about destroying you..."
[24-23:54] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *without another word, look or breath, he vanishes into the Penumbra*..
[24-23:54] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: "Ah, well. Corruption has that effect, I do regret. And as for my task, this will be my last trip here. I am to stock up on plasma. As for Crystal, she really is wasting herself. And as for Sophia, well ... perhaps part of that is jealousy." *no need to be anything but honest now* "You want to destroy me, you go on ahead. Sure it'll make your day."
[24-23:54] 01290, Carol.Grace: *manages to stop crying, though sniffles abit..* no.. I.. I jjust woke up not long ago.. .. and.. I guess I'm alright... * she opens her eyes and stops leaning on him, though her hand still is on his arm.. * It stings alittle though.. * she says about the cut.*
[24-23:57] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *Side-Steps again, appearing much closer to the Abomination*.. As do I. *metal claws shift at his sides, the steel covering from fingers to just below the elbow .. silver engravings all over it, patterned*..
[24-23:58] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister
: Yeah ok *smiles* well thats being a big girl ....i can imagine ... you sure you can't tell me where it happened ... where you were walking from when it did?
[25-00:01] 01290, Carol.Grace: *even though she's socially inept being 20 might have something to do with her being a 'big girl' ..... she shakes her head, all tears finally gone..* not really.... I know I was not to far from a coffee shop called Cafe Delta .... * her shoulders slump..* why would someone do that?
[25-00:01] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *she glances over at the claws from her crouched position. She takes the liberty of downing two bags of yummy, energizing plasma; not much of a concern, as she knows very well he's got Gifts to counter any blood-power she might use. She stands with ease, and gives him an impatient look* Get on with it then. I hope you didn't expect anything of a fight, Fenrir.
[25-00:02] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: It's hard to explain Carol ... *sighs* *makes a mental note to visit that area tonight and possiblely take care of some buisness *
[25-00:03] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his head titls wat the words of the other two in the room... not being able to see he's wondering whats going on between them ..possible lovers dispute maybe *
[25-00:05] 01290, Carol.Grace: *she swallows looking somewhat sad, sounding sad as she sighs even.. * sometimes I wonder if I'd been better at the Center * she mumbles ever so quietly, reaching up to her tender cheek*
[25-00:05] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I expect nothing from anyone. *with speed equal to Celerity, he's next to her in a blink .. claws five inches in length begin to rake at her, both hands take swipes at the speed his movement was - power behind them simply devastating, usuall a one-hit wonder*..
[25-00:09] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *shakes his head* i dunno Carol ... *his voice low kinda hoping she finds a safe place to call home soon .. uses his blindness to his advantance and chooses not to acknowledge the fight between the two others .. even though he knows whats going on *
[25-00:09] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *takes the blows without a blink, or a flinch, or a sound. A smile parts her lips lightly, the pain creases her eyes, showing her true age, body shaking and trembling with each hit; blood gushes, spurts, and coats the claws. She refuses to heal herself, though she is quite able. Her eyes remain on his, just for something to watch, besides her own death*
[25-00:12] 01290, Carol.Grace: *if she can see morg and lane she stares in shock, appalled and scared... she turns her eyes away from the brutality*
[25-00:12] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *sprays blood and exposes insides with every wipe .. his hands strike with augmentation - the claws carve through flesh and bone like butter, reducing her into a pile or red*..
[25-00:12] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *sprays blood and exposes insides with every wipe .. his hands strike with augmentation - the claws carve through flesh and bone like butter, reducing her into a pile of red*..
[25-00:13] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *is in plain view, appearing to be a huge man cutting a woman into ribbons with metal claws on his hands .. blatant, open murder*..
[25-00:15] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *loves that word ... murder ... player could murder a few people right now ...-anyrate, back to being a bloody pulp*
[25-00:17] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *turns the body into a thousand pieces, give or take .. blood splattered all over - he leaves what's left there for someone to slip on, vanishing into the Penumbra again*..
[25-00:17] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *gone*..
[25-00:18] 5cce2, Lane LeBeau
: *dead and fucking gone, yo. Cheers*
[25-00:18] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *doesn't say anything ..has learned what trying to help people gets you *raises a hand to his right eye tocuhing the begining of the scar which in the 6 inch swithc blade carved so many years ago *
[25-00:20] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: touching , in which and switch damn typos*
[25-00:21] 01290, Carol.Grace: *thank god isn't looking, she trains her eyes on randal, biting her lip.. *
[25-00:22] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Carol come on upstairs .. you need to get some rest and I have some work to finish *places the stuff back in his breif case and closes it then grabs the case and the cains and stands*
[25-00:24] 01290, Carol.Grace: *she nods, biting back the mild pain on her cheek, that things gonna leave a scar.....* Alright...
[25-00:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *leads her upstairs to his room *
[25-00:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *gone*
[25-00:26] 01290, Carol.Grace: *gone also*
[25-01:38] 27987, Lurker: heh....well things sure have died down...
[25-14:07] 22fcd, Solid Snake: *Walks in*
[25-15:58] 41ac0, faye_valentine: hello all
[25-15:58] 41ac0, faye_valentine: *casually walks in*
[25-16:00] 41ac0, faye_valentine: *walks in*
[25-16:01] 41ac0, faye_valentine: *she looks around withe her emerald green eyes*
[25-16:02] 41ac0, faye_valentine: well to everyone 2
[25-16:04] 41ac0, faye_valentine: *she looks around withe her emerald green eyes*
[25-16:26]
SarahNyght shuts the door behind her, boot heels clicking on the wooden Tavern floor. That is until they encounter something quite slippery and messy, barely managing to keep her balance, looking down.
[25-16:28]
SarahNyght wrinkles her nose, making an ""Ewww, gross" noise in the back of her throat, gingerly stepping out of the....goo
[25-16:29] 13d2d, SarahNyght
: Someone needs to learn how NOT to play with their food...::mutters to self, walking to the bathroom to rinse off her boots::
[25-16:53] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *appears as he shifts back to reality, his lighter in his left hand .. he torches down the mess, leaving a reeking, black char-stain instead of the crimson, reeking blood stain*..
[25-16:56] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *vanishes again*..
[25-17:27] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *appears again, moving over to the refrigerator, he opens it .. spends a few minutes getting himself something to eat and drink - a light snack*..
[25-17:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *the kitchen door opens, ducking his huge self out .. a big plate in his right hand, packed with all the meat it can hold - two bottles in the other hand, milk*..
[25-17:37] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *moves across the marble floor with giant strides, taking a seat at his corner when he comes to it .. rain pouring outside, the heat of the hearth nearby - he sets the plate and bottles down infront of him*..
[25-17:42] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *a seat for one, eating alone per usual .. he digs in, enjoying the quite, the smell of tainted death - it brings a sense of peace in the solitude*..
[25-17:53] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *lays his legs before him, ankles crossed .. he picks the plate up, laying it across his lap - eyes pass over the room as he eats, mind always turning in throught*..
[25-18:03] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *takes his time eating, loving food almost as he love killing Wyrm Taint .. he sits there, listening to the spirits that have information for him, mainly his Steel Elemental that was his guardian all those centuries ago - seems there's another Fera around..*
[25-18:15] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *after his meal he stands, leaving the empty plate and bottles behind .. ducking into the hallway, he turns, stepping up to the workout room's door - opens it and enters, slamming it behind him*..
[25-18:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *gets to work, daily he tones his entire body .. never tired from the physical stress of the day before*..
[25-18:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *gets to work, daily he tones his entire body .. never tired from the physical stress of the day before*..
[25-18:21] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *again that is where he'll spend a few hours, for now .. his playground*..
[25-22:38] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *opens the main door and walks in .. his breif case in his left hand his cain in his right .. his cain tapping the floor getnly before each step taken *
[25-22:40] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *the door closes behind him and he starts in the direction of the bar ... his head lower slightly the dark thick lensed shades fitting tightly over his eyes *
[25-22:40] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *watches......someone's entered. Interesting....*
[25-22:43] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *he stops just shy of his cain tapping the bar and turns eating himself at his usual place .. though hard to tell if he finds it by accident or just knows where his usual seat is at .. he sets the breif case on the bar top .. the cain he bring up and over his leg resting it between his thighs*
[25-22:44] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *a hand raises to the back of his neck..his hand cupping it slowly he begins to rub hard his head rolling with the motions of his hand ...the buisness suit seeming very confining *
[25-22:45] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *continues to observe this one. her arms cross over her ample chest..she's under a cloak of Obsfucate 3....simply watching*
[25-22:48] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she stirs in her bed, her blonde hair fanned out around her head, the slash on her cheek already starting to heal thankfully... she cracks a brown eye open, looking around the room, noting she's alone as almost always*
[25-22:48] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *moves his hand to the latchs of the breif case ..his thumbs feeling for just a momment before the latchs pop open .. he opens the case and rummages for a momment before producing a rather thick file ..he turns the case to the side and lays the file infront of him opening it slowly * bastards *chuckles to himself for a momment * bet they loved when i made them give me the entire file of complaints on this place in brail ...
[25-22:50] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his left hand raising slowly tracing over the markings his head shaking slowly * you've got to be kidding me ... *shakes his head a little more * Mrs. LeBeau wasn't kidding about trying to improve the image of this place *he says softly to himself *
[25-22:54] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she rubs her eyes and heads into the bathroom, emerging a few moments later, in a clean white button up shirt and black pants, she heads down stairs barefooted, noting she's hungry.. *
[25-22:55] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his head lowers a little as he continues to decipher the script infront of him* oh come on Noise complaints ... no where close to the city for that ordinace to work ..
[25-22:59] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *shakes his head with a small sigh of boredum* a high school kid could tell these things are trumped up ...
[25-22:59] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *goes by the bar seeing Randal, she smiles..* Hello Randy..* she says stopping a moment, though her thoughts are on the kitchen*
[25-23:01] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his right hand leaving his cain and raises up to his head running through his short dark brown hair * Hmmm ... oh hey Carol ... *his left hand never leaving the papers infront of him fingers tracing the entire time *
[25-23:02] d8f08, Carol.Grace: I'm getting something to eat, would you like anything ? * she watches him, noting his fingers on the paper*
[25-23:04] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Hmmmm? *seems a little distracted ..after all didn't get much sleep last night * Ummm hot tea with honey if yah don't mind *offers her a small smile * or if yah don't know how to make that *remembers she had never had tea beofre the other day * A Cola of some kind will work
[25-23:07] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she nods* alright..* and heads into the kitchen, moving to the fridge.. trying to find something simple since she really doesn't know how to cook..*
[25-23:11] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *continues reading over the documents had a weird feeling he was being watched ..but just figures its due to him being kinda worn out *
[25-23:14] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Man this place is empty tonight .... *turns for a momment making a mock gesture as if looking over the room *
[25-23:15] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *finds a Coke Cola, and grabs it, then finds an asortment of fruit, picking a peach and an apple she heads back to Randal..*
[25-23:15] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *goes back to reading ... is almost finshed with this ONE ... has about 3 more to read over and familarize himself with*
[25-23:18] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *Plops the coke down by Randal, and sits by him, already munching on the apple*
[25-23:21] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *smiles * thanks Carol ...i actually could use soime caffine right now
[25-23:23] d8f08, Carol.Grace: You're welcome...... *she looks down at the paper his hand was on..* so what are you doing? * she asks, her brown eyes going to his face..*
[25-23:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Oh just reading over this list on complaints ...
[25-23:26] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *lingers outside briefly, passing a window at some distance*..
[25-23:27] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she finishes off the apple rather quickly, and turns to the peach..* Complaints..... About what...* she crosses her legs as she sits on the stool, an elbow on the bartop.*
[25-23:28] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *reachs over and opens the can of coke ... raising it to his lips and taking a drink*
[25-23:30] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *lowers the can * Well its hard to explain ... but my job is a Public relations Lawyer ...I get hired to make things look good ... and so to do that i have to know what is making it look bad ... *motions to the files * these complaints are agianst this landscape bot just the building but the woods surrounding it which is stupid .. so I have to read them then find ways to shoot them down
[25-23:31] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: bot-not
[25-23:33] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *very suspicious about this man .. there has never been any law enforcement of the mortal kind out here, ever - he circles the building, glancing in at through the windows as if he had to*..
[25-23:33] d8f08, Carol.Grace: oh... * she nods, taking another bite of the peach, it's scent clinging to her..* but this is a pretty long way, not many city people come around.....
[25-23:33] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Watches Morguline Quietly*
[25-23:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (aaaaaand.. brb.)
[25-23:35] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Funny thing is if Mrs. LeBeau hadn't offered me a job I never would have plundered around city hall and she never would have seen any of these files until they were knocking on her door with the bulldozer and the wrecking ball
[25-23:39] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: True .. but its kinda like that compound in texas ... that the FBI seiged .. they weren't in the city limits but the city still took action ...
[25-23:40] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he pauses for a moment, just a longer stare into a window, then resumes .. hands folded behind his back, chest out, stride even and utterly conifdent - he seems quite oblivious to the being watching him*..
[25-23:40] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Leaps off the roof and hovers to the ground behind him*
[25-23:40] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Its kinda hard to explain ....
[25-23:40] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Yes you know I'm here.. Who is he?
[25-23:40] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she finishes the peach* hmm.... I've never met Mrs LeBeau.. but she sounds great..... * she frowns... having no clue about any compound... not knowing really anything like that... *
[25-23:42] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthierht: *she stands just infront of the stairs to the tavern, watching the building, hands clasped behind her back. Green eyes sweep quietly; hightened senses alerting her to several presences within the building and without; quite a few mortals, and a few others. She stands perfectly still, black hair shivering lightly in an evening breeze*
[25-23:42] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *can't see her Frown cause hes BLIND ...sooo doesn't say anything else on the matter* yeah ... she is .. she gave me a job out of the blue .. and with what shes paying me I'm gonna make sure I do that job
[25-23:42] 007ef, ºMorguline: *smirks briefly, but continues on .. his voice is more than enough to carry to Asashi, but must be quelled some so those inside are deaf to it*.. A mortal. Claims this place has records of disturbing the nearby city.
[25-23:43] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sniffs air* I smell a suck head..
[25-23:45] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *takes another sip of the coke before he places it back on the bar and continues reading over the documents *
[25-23:45] 007ef, ºMorguline: I would know if he was Kindred. *turns a corner, coming around the back*.. It does not make sense, but there does not seem to be any real danger in it, either.
[25-23:46] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *can note he's blind _ ... he sighs softly..* it sounds big.... * she mutters, and contents herself in watching him... *
[25-23:46] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Well I cant argue with you *follows quietly*
[25-23:48] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she starts a slow circuit of the building; particularly interested in the balcony where her father died, and the front lawn, where her mother died; wouldn't mind more precise refrences as to the placement of Asashi and Morguline, in case of potential interaction*
[25-23:49] 007ef, ºMorguline: That would be a first, from someone who was not a Werewolf. *he stops, turning on thick, leather heels .. facing the back door, staring straight forward - if there was no building, his eyes would be pointedly on Kashura*..
[25-23:49] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *shakes his head* I can't believe these things piled up like this ... theres years upon years of this stuff.. 8shakes his head even more his fingers still tracing the documents * And nobody was gonna say a word ...
[25-23:49] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: What do you see?
[25-23:50] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: And I partial to were's they are very smart and powerful
[25-23:50] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ..
[25-23:51] 007ef, ºMorguline: A "suck head". *clearly using the term as if it wasn't in his own vocabulary .. stands tall, extremely so at that, head turning ever slowly with the Vampire's movement - no comment about Werewolves being intelligent and powerful, that's a given*..
[25-23:51] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she tilts her head... * piled up..* she she repeats, watching, having no clue how he can know whats on the page.*
[25-23:51] 007ef, ºMorguline: (brb, again.)
[25-23:52] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *moves slowly from her point, around toward the balcony. She takes in the restored apendage, and stops beneath it, glancing up. Her eyes are sharp, and calculating. She remains silent8
[25-23:52] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((Blah didnt mean to undo))
[25-23:52] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Draws his sword quietly* Do you think its hostile?>
[25-23:53] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Yeah ... *sighs* theres alot of stuff here ...
[25-23:53] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (I smell a suck-up .. *hums*)
[25-23:54] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: ((LOL))
[25-23:54] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((I like wolvies))
[25-23:55] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (So do I, but I play all of mine corrupt and fucked. Just 'cause I like 'em, doesn't mean I'm gonna brown-nose 'em to The Man. Makes for boring play.)
[25-23:56] 007ef, ºMorguline: Everything is hostile, if you make it that way. *head no longer turns, eyes remain focused*..
[25-23:57] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *flips the page and starts all over agina*
[25-23:57] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: agina-agian
[25-23:57] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *she slips from the shadows...walking ladylike as usual. she's wearing what's in the picture and is barefoot. the smell of a foreign..very expensive perfume lingers in the air. her violet hair shimmers in the dim light*
[25-23:58] d8f08, Carol.Grace: ahh.... * she moves behind the bar finding water, and sits back down, taking a sip... *
[25-23:58] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: Good point at this place.. cant trust anything.
[25-23:58] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she moves to the wall of the building lays a pale, delicate hand upon it, as if for support. She sighs lightly* Christ, Dad ... what the hell were you thinking, facing him? Do you even realize what you've done to our family? Not to mention business. Some of your deals, so unstable ... we've lost so much now ...
[25-23:59] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his nose crinkles for a second as he detects the new scent on the air ..doesn't make any specific recognition just continues to look over the paper work*
[26-00:00] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *the scent would get closer to Randall as she slips behind the bar, silent as she's barefoot. she obtains a bottle of merlot and a goblet*
[26-00:01] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he glances over a board shoulder, staring down at Asashi with his unnaturally cold, icey-blue eyes*.. No, you can not. *a blink and a heartbeat later, he's at one corner of the building - the side with the balcony just around the bin*..
[26-00:02] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks down the stairs, wearing a Tai Chi ge and holding the katana he's had for the longest amount of time in his right hand.*
[26-00:02] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ~Damn hes quick~ *Follows*
[26-00:02] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Hmmmm ... *his left hand tracing the papers his right gripping his cain a momment later it begins to casually tap the floor the sound echos through the seemingly quiet room he picks up on where those are about him *
[26-00:03] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *as she's behind the bar....she wouldnt be found...bar protecting her from the soundwaves.*
[26-00:04] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * For the first time in ages he isn't wearing any sort of sunglasses. His eyes are grey as he looks around the parlor. His wings hang limply from his back and his tail trails on the floor. Barefooted, he walks across the parlor towards the bar, a light, barely audiable " clunk" made by each step.*
[26-00:05] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *traces the cut on her right cheek faintly, it still hurting somewhat.. she closes her eyes, going into a meditation like state, not wanting to bother Randal.*
[26-00:06] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((* The clunk sound being made because the soles of Hunter's feet are as hard as a horse's hooves, incase anyone was wondering.*))
[26-00:06] 007ef, ºMorguline: *up against the wall, he listens, waiting*..
[26-00:06] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she leans back off the wall and crosses her arms again. Entire manner is cool, and indifferent* Arin is missing again. Dante is ... Dante. Who else is there, father? You and mother ... needed rest, I know, but death, of all things? *her eyes glance just slightly to her left; she senses something, unsure of what, or whom, and uncaring. She continues talking to the air* Now I have not even your ashes ... I don't even know if you were murdered, as my sources hint at ..*she moves back toward the yard*
[26-00:06] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He walks around the bar and looks for a bottle of water.*
[26-00:09] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *not bothering to acknowledge anyone whatsoever...she goes back to her corner and resumes her book reading*
[26-00:10] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he glances toward where Asashi would be, if he were there .. checking*..
[26-00:10] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *the tapping stops as another sound seems to break through ever so slightly .. his head tilts in a manner as if he was trying to work out a stiff neck ... *
[26-00:11] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: *is there waiting*
[26-00:12] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Grabs a bottle of water and walks towards the Workout Room, making the " clunking" sound as he walks still, not really caring about being silent at the moment.*
[26-00:12] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he eyes the man up, a quick sizing*.. Do you have any intention of using that thing? *looks away, keeping his voice low - his ear tuned*..
[26-00:13] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *her head tilts to the side, she looks as if in a zen like state, anyone close to her can feel the calm and deep thought.... she's oblivious to everything now..*
[26-00:13] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she crosses her arms behind her back, left wrist gripped in right hand, gazing about thoughtfully, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth with each step, thoughtful. She sighs, and shakes her head* In case your ghost can hear me, I thought I'd let you know that Charles is dead, because I killed him. Apparently he was in league with some Fera. We took care of them, too. An entire Pride, wipped out. I think you, Mother, might have been most proud of that.
[26-00:13] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: Yes. not on you of course but yes.. I like to htink I'm quite able to use it
[26-00:15] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *shakes his head as he comes to the last line of brail * Well thats all for this one ... *closes the file and puts it in the breif case * And thats all for now ... *shakes his head closing the brief case *
[26-00:16] 2d913, Kaysa
: *sidesteps out into the 'real world' in the safety and silence of the library...nobody was there, and books are nice..*
[26-00:16] 007ef, ºMorguline: *no reply to Asashi, he moves around the corner .. the sole definition of silent, but still big as hell*..
[26-00:16] 2d913, Kaysa
: ((and i need to lighten my font...))
[26-00:17] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: *follows*
[26-00:17] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *sighs softly, not hearing Randal, hearing is way out for her, deep in her own thoughts..*
[26-00:18] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He walks in and looks around for something to play music from.*
[26-00:19] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she takes herself past the front of the tavern and to the opposite side, falling silent. Her mind churns, as always, on business and practicality. Her expression is a thoughtful one, though green eyes retain a cold viciousness hardly contained. Her stride is strong, and measured. Her black hair is a nearly knee-length cloak around her*
[26-00:20] 2d913, Kaysa: *walks out, into the hallways....making her way to the all-too-famous parlor..walking in...and is actually wearing real clothes today! wow!...a business-looking outfit...skirt, blouse, blazer, heels and pantyhose*
[26-00:22] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he continues to follow the Vampire, staring at the back of her skull*..
[26-00:22] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Spots a CD player and puts in his workout mix. The first song being Streamline by System of a Down. He puts his sword down and begins to go into a rotuine of mixed martal arts, including Kung-Fu, Capoea, Tai Chi, Ninjitsu, and Snake.*
[26-00:23] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *notes Carol's quietness * Hmmm.. *chuckles to himself his left hand raising to straighten his tie .. his own buisness beging to grow a little warm ..his left hand the raises and adjusts his shades .. his right hand remaining on his cain the entire time *
[26-00:23] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she quite realizes she's being followed. Short, assessing glance over her shoulder* What can I do for you, Mr. Belmont? *spoken as she turns her eyes away again, toward the lake where she's headed; casual, calm pace*
[26-00:23] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * The music blasts as he warms up, and as he has the door open, it can be heard in the parlor.*
[26-00:24] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *whimpers softly, some memories better left buried in her mind..... her brown eyes open faintly, she looks at Randal..* are... you finished? *she speaks as though somewhat dazed*
[26-00:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *his head tilts at the music * Someones having a good time ...
[26-00:25] 2d913, Kaysa: *looks around the room...giving the air a small sniff...it smells like rust in here*
[26-00:25] 007ef, ºMorguline: Come to find your parents, or join them? *hands unfold, coming to his sides .. his body shadows occasionally as he crosses darkened areas, unlit by Luna's glow*..
[26-00:25] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Screams out...* GOOD_BYYYYYYYEEEEEEE * at the part before the gituar solo.*
[26-00:26] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Mmmm.... I just finished *won't tell her he's been sitting there for a few minutes now .. *if he wasn't blind would have seen her dazed and waved his hand infront of her face *
[26-00:27] 2d913, Kaysa: *grimaces a bit and turns to leave...walking out the back door--hey theres people out here..*
[26-00:27] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Stops, faces the punching bag as Psyco by SoaD starts up and begins to bounce around. He begins to hit the bag for he burst of the word.*
[26-00:27] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: Obviously, they can't be found, Mr. Belmont. Your doing, from what I hear. I certainly have no intentions of joining them. *she glances at him again, brows raised* I quite realize you and the other, whomever it was, were doing what it is in your nature to do. I don't begrudge you that. *nearing the waters edge, she steps out of her shoes*
[26-00:28] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: ((Kaysa whats your species?))
[26-00:28] 2d913, Kaysa: ((kitsune.))
[26-00:28] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: ((Fox spirit?))
[26-00:28] d8f08, Carol.Grace: oh..* she shakes her head, burying memories.... * good.... * she runs a hand through her blond hair *
[26-00:28] 2d913, Kaysa: ((images would hepl, wouldn't they?))
[26-00:29] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Then what are you doing here? You know what happened. *he slows as he approaches the water*..
[26-00:30] 2d913, Kaysa: ((were fox. Hengeyokai. shifters of hte east?))
[26-00:30] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire: ((Got ya.. Almost a puppy so I dont want to hurt you))
[26-00:31] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *follows*
[26-00:31] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (a'ight.. undo the OOC posts, damnit.)
[26-00:31] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (*clears throat* ooc posts to a minmum, please ... )
[26-00:31] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Should i leave you to alone?
[26-00:32] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * The third song happens to be Dr.Online by Zeromancer. He hits the punching bag to the beat.*
[26-00:32] 2d913, Kaysa: *watches the people outside from just shy of the back door* ((why would you even want to hurt her...even if you are a pup..she's not so bad...and i cant undo...dont work.))
[26-00:32] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: Yes. *spoken quickly* I think you should. *not even looking at Asashi, as she steps lightly into the water, lifting long skirts*
[26-00:32] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Follows* Should I leave you to alone?
[26-00:33] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: You ok Carol? .. *his head tilts with a little concern* you need anything?? ... you need any money or something?
[26-00:33] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (so stop posting ooc then.)
[26-00:33] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: I wasnt asking you.
[26-00:33] 2d913, Kaysa: *a grin comes to her clearly asian face....recognizes one of the figures...*
[26-00:33] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he says nothing, stopping at the waters edge, among the tall cat tails and grasses*..
[26-00:34] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she nods faintly her voice sweet.* I'm fine, no.. no I don't need money.. * thinks it better she has no money... *
[26-00:35] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Oh ... ok .. *smiles* not many people around tonight
[26-00:36] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: As he's talking to me, and you're company I'd rather not keep, I'm asking you to leave. Please, if you would be so kind, go. *she steps in, mid-calf deep* I'm here, because as of yet, I haven't been told I can't be here ...*eyes lift to him* By anyone that has authority about this place.
[26-00:36] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * The fourth song is Head Like a Hole by Nine Inch Nails. He takes a quick breath before continuing his warm-up.*
[26-00:37] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Morguline.. Should I go?
[26-00:37] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he motions with two fingers for Asashi to leave, taking a second to glance at the Fera before his attention returns to the Vampire*..
[26-00:37] 2d913, Kaysa: *leans back against the outer wall....folding her arms....watching from a distance...can see quite fine..and hear just as well.*
[26-00:38] MSG: Morguline sent a message to Hunter Gabrielolus.
[26-00:38] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she looks around, * not to many.. * she says.. * which I'm thankful..* she says very quietly to herself..*
[26-00:38] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Alright then *sheathes his sword and wanders back to the tavern * ummon me if you need me
[26-00:38] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((Ummon= summon
[26-00:39] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *He notices Kaysa on his way in*
[26-00:39] 2d913, Kaysa: *watches the guy with the sword walk back....hmm, not often that you see people just carrying swords about...watches him.*
[26-00:40] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Ugh.. AFK a moment.)
[26-00:40] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *smiles* yeah quiet is good sometimes ... how are you feeling ?? A little better then yesturday? ok good news ... i was down at city hall this morning it seems some people turned themselves in ..saying they had mugged a few people around a certian cafe *smiles*
[26-00:40] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (i'll ask that kaysa's player has respect for the game between morguline and kashura, and not interfere on any level, whatsoever.)
[26-00:41] 2d913, Kaysa: ((listening is not interfering. so =P ))
[26-00:41] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Who are you?
[26-00:41] MSG: Hunter Gabrielolus sent a message to Morguline.
[26-00:41] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((Morg, what's your MSN S-N?))
[26-00:42] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (yes. but sometimes impulse to be included overrides common curtousy, no? just thought i'd throw it out there.)
[26-00:42] 2d913, Kaysa: *is currently more interested in the guy with the sword...that's not too common these days....so walks up to him....oh, he speaks first..* who am i?...i am me, who are you?
[26-00:43] d8f08, Carol.Grace: * she tilts her head..* really? * she smiles* that's wonderful...... * she touches her cheek faint;y..* yeah I'm feeling better... it doesn't hurt..*
[26-00:44] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Right.. *Walks past her into the tavern..* Dont bother those two unless you have a wish to die
[26-00:44] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (This might be hard to believe, but -- morguline@hotmail.com)
[26-00:44] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *she ties her skirt about her knees, loose enough for good movement, but making the garment high enough to avoid getting wet. Silk drags heavy after a soak. She pushes long hair off her shoulders, and crosses her arms. She remains silent*
[26-00:45] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * The song shifts to Child Prey by Dir en Grey. He just unleashes everything onto the punching bag, ripping it from the blows.*
[26-00:45] 2d913, Kaysa: and who said i wanted to bother them?...i was only curious...*follows him in...this could be fun..if not interesting..*
[26-00:45] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Yeah .. seems they turned themselves in at a local hospital ... they were on drugs or something ... they said something .. they tried to mug ..severed their hands from the elbow down .. *shakes his head seeming a little unerved *
[26-00:46] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *sits at the Bar* So what is your name *searches for sake and his favorite bowl*
[26-00:47] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *notes the entrance of two more people ontop of the loud music which is even louder to him *
[26-00:47] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *takes a chance, his voice as commanding as a voice can be, deep with loathing, tinged ferally*.. I am authority here, and say you cannot stay. *going on a whim that she doesn't know who actually does .. he did kill her parents, that should speak for itself*..
[26-00:48] 2d913, Kaysa: you can call me Kaysa. and yourself? *Seats herself...not very lady-like in her skirt...looks like she just got off from work?*
[26-00:49] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Asashi Asashi Sunfire..
[26-00:49] d8f08, Carol.Grace: * she gasps faint;y.* well.. well thay didn't deserve that..... * she sounds slightly sad..* but... I guess thats fair
[26-00:50] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Jumps and kicks the punching bag. He lands and starts to walk towards his sword just as a hole explodes where he kicked the bag. He turns around and makes a face.* Ooops, shouldn't have focused my Ki when I did that.
[26-00:50] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *a smile, deathly amused, ghosts across her face; hardly noticable, vanishing just as swiftly as it came* I suppose Mrs. Elizabeth LeBeau and the charming Remy gave you this authority? As far as I was informed, you have command of the other Were-creatures, and have quite a bit of free reign to do as you please. *she glances at him* Nice arrangement. Must make it easy to take care of this Blight, hm? *she turns, and begins a circut of the lake, slipping into only ankle-deep water*
[26-00:51] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *shakes his head * Don't you dare feel sorry for them ... they'd hurt and even killed a few people all to get a couple buck .. don't you dare feel sorry ..they got what they deserved
[26-00:51] 2d913, Kaysa: Asashi, hm? nice name. *watches his searching...grabbing a nearby bottle of brandy and a glass*
[26-00:52] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sips* Arent you a little young to drink?
[26-00:52] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Stops the music.*
[26-00:52] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *continues to watch from her corner table...disguised as reading but Auspex 1: Heightened Senses is good for listening in without being noticed*
[26-00:52] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *can't help but feel sorry, but doesn't say so..* alright... * she mutters, she bites her lip..* are they ok now
[26-00:52] 007ef, ºMorguline
: You have no real purpose here. Nothing remains of your parents, so move on and leech elsewhere. There's enough Undead here. *just standing there, hands balled loosely at his sides, eyes watching her*..
[26-00:53] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Avoids all direct eye contact*
[26-00:53] 2d913, Kaysa: *chuckles* that's a cute pick up line, pal...but an over-used one. ((how young do you think she is?))
[26-00:54] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((I dunno you dont have a profile and thus I always picture fox spirits as young))
[26-00:54] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Twasn't a pick up line..*sips more Sake*
[26-00:55] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *takes another drink of his coke ..after all is blind can't really drink anything else ..could picture himself trying to make it to his room Drunk .. the thoughts playing over in his head ooooh weee look at the drunk blind man * Yeah far as I know *hears the music stop* Guess the parties over ...they were treated then arested ..
[26-00:55] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: On the contrary. I've got quite a bit invested in this place. Not on any level you might appreciate, but it's all rather lucrative. One experiment was already successful. Unfortunate that you got to her, though. Mm. *she looks ahead of her, tone taking on something of dismay* What was her name? ...Laura? Luce? Ah, no, it was Lane, if memory serves. We thought we really had that one. Mayri was a complete failure. *stuffs her hands in the folds of her skirt, continuing easily*
[26-00:56] 2d913, Kaysa: sure sounded like one. *glances back at Elisa, is quite perceptive......before filling her glass with brandy* ((okay, quick stat's....homid, were-fox, ragabash. ))
[26-00:56] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: (for?)
[26-00:57] 2d913, Kaysa: *is quite old enough for alcohol...is old enough to run a business!....for his sake she hopes it was a pickup line.*
[26-00:57] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: You here what you want I'm sure *fallows her eyes to Elisa..* growls lightly to himself*
[26-00:58] 2d913, Kaysa: *smiks to herself, mumbling into her brandy* i'll hear whatever i want, thank-you-very-much.
[26-00:58] 007ef, ºMorguline
: So you're here to Embrace Gaia's children? *he would laugh, if the Rage didn't snuff it out in a undead heartbeat*.. You had a chance to leave. To live the rest of your miserable, immortal life. But no, instead, you tell me this. *if one didn't know him, it would almost sound like he had hope for the Vampire*..
[26-00:59] d8f08, Carol.Grace: oh... * she watches him..* hopefully they aren't in pain..... * she looks at her half empty bottle of water on the bar... * I want a question answered... * she says softly..* how do you leave the room so quietly?
[26-00:59] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((Did you read my info?))
[26-01:00] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((brb))
[26-01:01] 2d913, Kaysa: *glances back at Elisa...and at Asashi's growling* don't mind the wall flowers...
[26-01:01] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *chuckles* your sleep pretty hard ... *smiles * well the door doesn't squeak ..and I wait till I get in the hall to put my shoes on ..
[26-01:01] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: your-you
[26-01:01] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Heh we have history *waves slightly*
[26-01:02] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: That and your bed is on the far side of the room 8smiles*
[26-01:02] 2d913, Kaysa: oooo *grins and sips her brandy* the ex comes to visit...
[26-01:02] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: (who did you want those stats for, Kaysa?)
[26-01:02] d8f08, Carol.Grace: oh... * she laugh softly..* umm I have to say.. I hope I don't snore . like some people do... * she hints at the some people...*
[26-01:02] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: *broad, cold smile* Morguline Belmont, Steel Wolf, Sixth Rank, over two centuries old, Legendary Alpha, respected and admired in all Tribes, and nearly held to Godhood by the Get. *she shakes her head lightly* You think it's so simple as Embracing them? Nothing so very simple. *she continues, hands behind her back again*
[26-01:02] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((She was saying her own))
[26-01:03] 2d913, Kaysa: ((what he said.))
[26-01:03] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: I don't snore ... *chuckles* well only when i'm really really tired
[26-01:04] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sips his Sake again* ex.. no she through me into a wall once
[26-01:04] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: (oh. dar.) *she continues to read...aware they are watching and talking about her. a smile almost crosses her full lips when Kaysa calls her the ex. he only wishes...she continues to read, never having said a thing*
[26-01:04] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: (afk a moment - foodage)
[26-01:05] 2d913, Kaysa: ooh. did you throw her into the wall after that? *curious toned* *if someone did that to her, she would...*
[26-01:05] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: No it was a misunderstanding...
[26-01:06] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *raises wings and then lets them rest again*
[26-01:06] 2d913, Kaysa: ((..erm...wings?...i didnt think they were visible...))
[26-01:06] d8f08, Carol.Grace: You where tired the other night.. when I came from the bath you snored... * she smiles..* though not loudly..... you dont do anything rudey even asleep.. * she says reaching for her water.*
[26-01:07] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *listens to the conversations around him 8chuckles to himself has been pushed into a wall once or twice himself by the ladies of this residence ..but can he he kinda enjoyed it *
[26-01:07] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((Oh they are im proud to be a phoenix))
[26-01:07] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he remains unimpressed at the spew of knowledge, any Pup from any Tribe knows that much*.. Then allow me to simplify it. *he takes a step forward, boot splashing loudly into shallow water .. that so-common glare set upon her person*.. What you're going is wrong, and won't be tolerated when my eyes can see and my ears can hear. You will die if you remain here. *hands ball into tighter fists, the Rage boils and bubbles - the timer ticks*..
[26-01:08] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: ((crosses out a he and puts a say ))
[26-01:08] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *didnt push him into a wall...casted Path Of The Levinbolt 3 and promptly zapped him with a lightning bolt..crashing him THROUGH it, thank you.*
[26-01:08] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((Back.))
[26-01:09] d8f08, Carol.Grace: (*shoots off a round at her spelling*)
[26-01:09] 2d913, Kaysa: ((I really wish you had mentioned that they were fully visible in the first place......eh, will work around it.)) *glances back at..those..things..* ....get stared at alot? *sarcastic*
[26-01:10] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Yeah I dont mind ((Thats why I asked if you read my info..))
[26-01:10] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *chuckles* well i have learned in my line of word ..being proper and having manners gets you far when it comes to public opinion
[26-01:11] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: word-work
[26-01:11] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: Mm. Such ultimatums. You drive a terribly hard bargin, Morguline. *her head tilts lightly, stepping from the water. She unties her skirt, and lets if fall to her feet* Give me this last evening to wrap up my affairs, and I won't return. *she turns to face him completely, brows raised*
[26-01:11] d8f08, Carol.Grace: so you sleep in puplic? * she laughs softly, having to say that in an innocent joke..*
[26-01:12] 2d913, Kaysa: ((i thought it meant his aura had wings...*blink*...)) ....odd little man. *sips brandy...eh, has seen stranger (?)*
[26-01:12] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Littles? *Stands over seven feet tall*
[26-01:13] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ((Ill change it))
[26-01:13] 2d913, Kaysa: *yeah...and if she were to morph into her crinos, she would be a little more.*
[26-01:13] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *chuckles* no no ... I did alot of public speaking ...once people get over the fact that I'm blind and actually hear my words *smiles* I'm pretty convencing ..but the trick is having them get over the fact that I'm blind
[26-01:13] 2d913, Kaysa: *but...how could he know that?....so just grins and sips more brandy*
[26-01:14] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He picks up his sword and wraps his tail around the hilt. He pulls out a blind fold, blind folds himself, carefully places the swords back in his hand and lifts it.*
[26-01:14] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sits sips again*
[26-01:14] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *flip...page turns..she continues to read...*
[26-01:14] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *turns, facing her as well*.. Not if those affairs include harming Werewolves. *the boot in the water settles back on dry earth, a pause before he continues*.. And that is assuming I will believe that you have anything but destruction of my kind in mind.
[26-01:15] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *is glad he's blind can't imagine seeing all the giants about .. and he thought he was tall being 6'4" *
[26-01:15] d8f08, Carol.Grace: why do they have to get over the fact you are blind? I have seen quite a few people blind..... * she sighs sipping her water..*
[26-01:16] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: Nothing of the sort. I'd like to clean out my suite, and be here to conduct a business meeting with someone I'm expecting. I had no distruction of any sort in mind. *completely honest*
[26-01:16] 2d913, Kaysa: *refills her glass....so exciting....and here she thought things would be more interesting..*
[26-01:17] 5052c, *Elisa Braddock: *is tiny....5'11....was a model..internationally known for a while.*
[26-01:17] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Draws his sword, hold it to her throat* So why are you here any way?
[26-01:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *nods once, aged hair cast briefly about his rugged, brutal face*.. And what of those you have corrupted -- should they be avenged in some way? *fingers flex once*..
[26-01:18] 2d913, Kaysa: *blinks, calmly, down at the sword beared to her throat*...my my, aren't you a gentleman.....*smirks at him* four-day weekend.
[26-01:19] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Well people see me in the position i have .. and they thing a Blind man can't do a good job or can't be as good as a man that can see .. *sighs* *would recognise Elisa if he could see a magazine ..but has been blind for more then 20 years ..only thing he ever got a kick out of was a play boy he read in Brail once *
[26-01:20] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: I trust no one.. and you are very suspsious..*Pokes her slightly*
[26-01:21] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier: Ah. Well, that'd be your decision. They both made conscsious decisions, in the end. We simply ... planted the seed, you see. And if I remember correctly, Mayri attempted to repent as you killed her. Lane was more of a success, obviously. *she crosses her arms, speaking in a completely business-like, professional way*
[26-01:21] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *would make a comment but he's just a blind guy *
[26-01:22] d8f08, Carol.Grace: oh..... * she tilts her head..* the world is an unfair place, full of judgers and judged.. * she says somewhat sadly....*
[26-01:22] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He begins to practice using his sword.*
[26-01:23] 2d913, Kaysa: *narrows her eyes at him...is getting annoyed fast* *is a quick and agile little thing, even in her skirt...moving out from behind the blade and slipping around to his other side quickly...not a blur, but close* you know, that's not very poliet *frowns* i come here to spend a short holiday, and get this. *snears a bit* distasteful. and this place is usually so much fun.
[26-01:23] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Yeah .. but all i can do if keep proving them wrong *smiles*
[26-01:23] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: (*sucks on a lemon* whoo ... )
[26-01:24] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I am aware of that. But one doesn't fall into sin without being tempted first. *his own voice is as cold and merciless as it always is .. intention behind every word, just a matter of time..*
[26-01:25] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Then why are your you playing twenty questions? *follows her with his eyes*
[26-01:25] d8f08, Carol.Grace: * she grins her voice brightened..* good, maybe when someoe proves them wrong long enough they'll stop judging...
[26-01:25] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *hears Kaysa's words his head tilts as it some what turns in her direction * hey now don't place me in that Label ...I'm always fun *says jokingly *
[26-01:26] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sheathes his sword*
[26-01:26] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Nah *shakes his head* people will never stop judging ... as long as they can find fault in others they don't have to realize the fault within themselves ..
[26-01:26] 2d913, Kaysa: well i dont think i've reached twenty yet...but if you didnt realize the obvious, it's called curiosity. when you're curious about something, you ask questions...*sarcasm in that last bit...it's obvious, aint it?* *and pretty much ignores randal's words*
[26-01:26] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He slashes at the air, moving his sword so quickly it looks like small flashes of lightening.*
[26-01:27] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *is blind is used to being ignored *
[26-01:28] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: Well, Dante is a charmer ... it's a wonder that Mayri didn't fall sooner, really. As for Lane ... she was an easy case. She was so desperate to regain Khem and kill Suhtek, so desperate to know the Wyrm to the best of her ability, in order to defeat it ... well, we convinced her, what better way to know, than to be? And you're quite right, there, sir. Quite right. But they gave in. If they'd been smart, they wouldn't have.
[26-01:28] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Sorry then Morguline has me Jumpy
[26-01:29] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: So what do you do for fun..?
[26-01:29] d8f08, Carol.Grace: how horrible..* she says as if stating a fact... *
[26-01:30] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Yeah the truth often is *shrugs*
[26-01:30] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: (*wants to know how many fucking times randal's gonna have to mention he's fucking blind* uuuuuggghhhh ... )
[26-01:30] 007ef, ºMorguline
: It was not a test, you just saw an easy catch. *advances toward her, hands a few inches out from his sides .. the claws activated, several inches long*.. I will make sure no other falls to this horrid game of yours.
[26-01:30] 2d913, Kaysa: yeah. sure. *still frowning...* i do what i want to do for fun. so if you'll excuse me, i want to leave this room now, before you pull your sword out again. *words enriched with sarcarm as she walks out of hte room...down the hall...to some stairs going up...to the roof...yadda yadda...goes to the roof*
[26-01:31] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Sorry for being over protective *goes to his room*
[26-01:32] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *as many times as he feels like typing it * (hehe)
[26-01:33] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: Of mine, Morguline! Of mine! I only wish I'd been the one to think it up! Ah, no. This is a game played by many a Vampire, all over this world. If I fall, another will take my place. *she smiles at the claws, and shrugs* It's a good thing I don't mind death or pain, sir, or I might just be willing to scream for you and make this a bit more entertaining.
[26-01:33] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *she snorts softly..* yes so I've noticed...* she uncrosses her legs slowly, unstiffening them.... *
[26-01:33] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: ~Damn it~ *goes to the roof*
[26-01:33] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Im sorry about before..
[26-01:34] 2d913, Kaysa
: *seats herself out on the roof...least it doesn't smell all rusty out here* *glances back at Asashi* sure, no problem. you're excused now.
[26-01:35] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Well ... Carol i think its time I turn in I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow *turns off the stool and stands .. his right hand on his cain his left hand on his breif case *
[26-01:35] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * His sword stops just inches from a wall. He places the blade against his forearm, edge out, and runs at the wall. He runs a few steps up before jumping off , turning in mid-air, and landing. As he lands he again slashes at the air.*
[26-01:35] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Doesnt like being exscused*
[26-01:35] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: Fine ill go*flys off* gone*
[26-01:35] 007ef, ºMorguline
: The feel of your blood will be enough. *commences raking, each clawed hand strikes to tear her chest apart .. ten talons that can carve into metal*..
[26-01:37] d8f08, Carol.Grace: * she sighs..* yes... * she stands slowly, her brown eyes looking over the room..*
[26-01:37] 2d913, Kaysa
: fine. *couldn't care less. he was rude, really rude, and she doesn't like that. not when she's not trying to push buttons.*
[26-01:38] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: You sleepy agian?? *smiles * didn't you just wake up? .. *starts toward the stairs ..his cain tapping the floor gently before every step taken *
[26-01:38] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Sighs and cuts the blind fold off. It drops to the ground as he reseathes his sword. He walks over towards his bottle of water, opens it, and takes a few large gulps. He then turns around, walks out of the workout room and heads towards the stairs that lead to the roof.*
[26-01:39] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: *the first few blows send her reeling, and cries of pain do slither from her throat; pitched, anguished, throbbing. Green eyes burn into his, very pale green eyes. A few more blows, and blood gushes from between her lips, and she chuckles hoarsely* So this is how poor Lane died ... sweet girl ... such potential. I only hope Gaia saw it fit to redeem her ... her intentions were pure ... the Pure Ones are always the most successful ... *as blood runs, gushes, spurts, she sags to her knees with a groan*
[26-01:39] d8f08, Carol.Grace: she laughs..* I am not tired... but I don't like to be alone... * she says staying pretty close to him*
[26-01:39] 2d913, Kaysa
: *moves to the edge of the roof, letting her legs dangle off the edge* *stares at the scene by the lake.....yay, live theater*
[26-01:40] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: Oh *chuckles* *makes his way to the stairs and starts up and toward his room *
[26-01:42] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *follows, her feet basicly silent due to her barefeet,*
[26-01:42] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He reaches the top of the roof, thinking he's by himself. A strange, unnatural aura seems to flow from him.*
[26-01:43] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *the wounds are numerous, bleeding badly .. steel claws/gauntlets glisten with red, etched with silver .. blood speckles and splashes here and there across his huge person - he stops, letting the pain and bleeding sink in*.. I am afraid she fell too far for her own good.
[26-01:43] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *opens the door to his room and steps in leaving it open for her *
[26-01:43] 2d913, Kaysa
: *listens in on the bloody scene with her heightened hearing...someones up there too now? what is this, the most popular spot of hte entire building?* *ignores the new stranger, watches and listens in on the scene...it's more entertaining than that other guy was.*
[26-01:45] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *moves into the bedroom, and goes to sit on her bed, thinking she might meditate while he sleeps.*
[26-01:46] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: She only spoke so badly to you, because it was her defense against feeling the full weight of loosing Gaia. She struggled every moment for sanity. Which is why, perhaps, she clung so closely to that werepanther lover of hers, Carter. *her arms wrap around the wounds, words coming out haggardly* You were something so awesome to her, that she mistreated you out of fear, that last night.
[26-01:47] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: *closes the door and locks it ..moves over to the bed taking his shoe's and his buisness suit coat off along with his tie ..falls on the bed and soon passes out *
[26-01:47] 1ad87, Randal Mcalister: ~*Gone*~
[26-01:48] d8f08, Carol.Grace: *crosses her legs, out of it...* ~GONE~
[26-01:49] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He takes another gulp of his water before easing himself onto his knees. He sits on his ankels and knees as he opens his sword. His wings hang limply, covering the ground partially. His tail lays besides him, curled up...all five feet of it. He pulls his sword out and places it on his lap.*
[26-01:50] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *flicks his wrists, spraying crimson across the wet grass*.. You seek to know a great deal about this entire ordeal. *takes a step forward, nearly closing the distance between them .. looming completely over her - the darkness grows near..*
[26-01:53] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: Well, when you're Mind-linked with a person, it's inevitable to know. I make sure I am with all of my test subjects. Her mind was curious to be in, those last days. She wanted very much to leave here, and go to Khem ... she doubted her strength, and I believe she was searching for a way to go with your blessing, or something equivelent thereof ... *blood coats her crossed arms and she sinks a little lower into the grass, eyes half-closed. If she breathed, it'd be in a short, desperate, painful gasps*
[26-01:57] 2d913, Kaysa
: *strokes her chin a bit...interesting conversation....she wonders what this could all be about, having missed a portion of it...* *well, its always fun to watch a leech die...*
[26-01:58] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *clamps onto her head as she lowers, the claws cutting through hair and a few layers of skin .. like painful papercuts*.. Ahh .. mind-linked. From physical violation, to mental. Well, I have already covered the physical part with you. Time for the second. *gives her head a squeeze, but nothing more .. so far*.. She went the wrong way then. *finally comments on her remark, his blessing will never come through Taint, in any way, shape or form*..
[26-02:00] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Meditates.*
[26-02:01] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *Murders.*
[26-02:01] 2d913, Kaysa
: *Voyeurs.*
[26-02:01] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: *chunks of silken, gleaming black hair fall around her, in long, slithering strands from his invasive claws. She winces, but hardly, body weakening. She sighs the slightest* That's all you can say for her? 'She went the wrong way'? Ah, poor girl. She would have waisted herself, seeking it. *she shivers some in his massive shadow, eyes drifting everywhere, nowhere*
[26-02:04] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((* Goes AFK*))
[26-02:06] 2d913, Kaysa
: hmm...*comments to herself*....he certainly is a hardass...*idly remark/observation* *watches, on the edge of her seat...which is the edge of the roof. careful!*
[26-02:07] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *eight fingers and two thumbs puncture through skin and skull, each cracking much like an egg*.. She should have simply done what she was born to do. *claws begin to gradually push into her head, the wound holes widen .. brain damage a moment later*.. And you should have stayed human. *voice low, soft .. the most vauge glimps of sadness in his violent, unfriendly voice*..
[26-02:09] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: Most of us have no choice ... I obviously made the wrong one ... *she sags suddenly, his claws in her skull and grey matter her only support. Not dead, but quite unable to continue real thought, as his claws damage said grey matter*
[26-02:10] 2d913, Kaysa
: ....*thinks to herself* ~silly girl...if she was doing what i think then she deserved worse...~ *yeah, put out that outer shell of 'normal corruption' but inside, it's allll guod...*
[26-02:12] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *she drifts casually up the path toward the main building, strong strides. Gray eyes regard the area speculatively. She's quite obviously mortal, and in truth Kinfolk. Sword strapped to her back, her arms and much of her is scarred, and a giant tattoo, the very glyph of Gaia herself, covers her chest, only partially visible before slipping into her shirt. Six tattoos on left arm, seven on right; each Tribe represented. To her knowledge, she's completely alone in the area*
[26-02:17] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *and the Rage engulfs again, fingers pushing in until the metal 'webbing' of his hands (between the fingers) each with one another, hands folding through the head .. seperating it into two pieces, leaving the top lay inside his joined, steel, hands - letting the remainder of her body slip completely to the ground, if willing*..
[26-02:17] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Yes, you obviously did.
[26-02:18] 2d913, Kaysa
: *oooh, and the finale* *watches*
[26-02:19] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: *sags completely back, body crumpled in an akward position; blood and grey matter spills from her skull in torrents; she's quite purely dead. No remorse, yo.*
[26-02:19] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Snaps out of his meditation and looks at Kaysa.* You really enjoy watching him kill, don't you?
[26-02:20] 2d913, Kaysa
: *glances back at Hunter* shut up, its none of your business.
[26-02:20] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Neather it is your to watch that, but you seem to be rather interested in it.
[26-02:21] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *opens his hands slowly, letting the top of her head drop with the rest .. claws turn back to normal hands/gauntlets, the steel lighter comes out - flicking it open, he activates it easily, taking a moment to glance around at his high, normal eye-level*..
[26-02:21] 2d913, Kaysa
: its enough of my business, but its none of yours. so why dont you go back to sleep.
[26-02:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (brb)
[26-02:23] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *hands tucked into her pockets, she stops before the stairs. She can see the two on the roof, and thanks to the only Gift, in a manner of speaking, that she possesses, she knows at least one of them is Tainted. Her head tilts, and voices drift to her; several. Curious, she drifts around the side of the building, shadow in shadow. She sees nothing really amiss (Kashura's body sunken in tall grasses), and only the large form of a man. She shrugs, and watches*
[26-02:23] bcd0d, KashuraCoranthier
: *burns; making quite a cheery, snapping fire for a few moments*
[26-02:23] 2d913, Kaysa
: *isn't tainted...must be Hunter.*
[26-02:24] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: Who says I was sleeping? I was able to hear everything you said and was oh so conscious of what was going on. It's my business in the same respect it is yours.
[26-02:25] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * A faint taint can be detected then it disappears, reappearing and disappearing as if though to the time of a beating heart.*
[26-02:25] 2d913, Kaysa
: all one sentance i spoke. ...and good for you. mind shutting up now?
[26-02:26] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Chuckles.* Sure, so long as you keep your comments to yourself. I would enjoy going through one night without seeing one of the new corpeses Morguline makes.
[26-02:27] 2d913, Kaysa
: so dont watch or be "oh so conscious" of it then. and i'll keep my comments to myself when you do the same for your own. *snorts, not even looking at him*
[26-02:28] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *tucks the lighter away after closing it .. the vest pocket it inhabits puffs out as it fills the pocket, but then flattens as though it were empty - he takes a step back, waiting for the body to burn out from the supernaturally hot, quick-consuming flames*..
[26-02:28] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Smirks lightly. Thinks to himself.* Damn, snappy isn't she? * He closes his eyes and returns to his meditation.*
[26-02:29] 2d913, Kaysa
: *damn straight. and proud of it too.* *watches the leech-roast burn out...it's a better smell than the one inside.*
[26-02:31] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *body is burnt, yo, and gone, for reference. Drifting out of the shadows, hands still pocketed, she throws her scent out there for anyone interested to catch. She stops half-way between tavern and lake, a distance to the right of Morguline. Standing an easy six foot, she observes him silently, and sternly, in the moonlight. She knows he's Garou, and projects the scent-greeting for him, primarily, to announce herself in the territory, as proper*
[26-02:33] 2d913, Kaysa
: *glances down to the ground....sniff sniff....wonders idly if she wants attention, just wants Morg to know she's there, or if is inviting Morg back to her place, so to speak.* *doesn't do those kinda things...it's not needed.*
[26-02:34] 2d913, Kaysa
: *..well...unless she wants too..*
[26-02:35] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *as usual, he has no scent, though currently the blood of the undead masks him .. he glances at the Kinfolk as the fires die out and darkness envelops him again - he stands there, bloody, staring at her in throught*..
[26-02:36] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *it's quite known custom to announce oneself when entering the territory of another; as Kinfolk, it's just common sense for her to let herself be known as she is to any Garou in the area; nothing more or less. She can feel his eyes, and bows low to him; she knows who he is. She doesn't speak, so as not to interrupt, nor does she approach, so as not to invade territory not hers. She simply waits, to either be greeted, or be told to leave*
[26-02:38] 2d913, Kaysa
: *only when you want to be known...* *is the sneaky type, it's easier to stalk and skulk around...and, to an extent, more fun.*
[26-02:40] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he turns, starting toward the lake .. he takes a glance toward the building, eyes lifting briefly in a apparent casual look-over of the place, the moon catching his reflective eyes, glowing momentarily, right on Kaysa - head turns back toward the lake, hands dripping with dead vital*..
[26-02:41] 2d913, Kaysa
: *yeah, is sitting there, watching him....about time he noticed..*
[26-02:42] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *knowing this is his Territory, it'd be against Litany for her to really go any further. She remains where she is, completely content to wait, patience nearly infinate. The largest tattoo on her right arm is that of the Get; her father's Tribe. She shifts some, glancing about, grey eyes observant on all things*
[26-02:44] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *or it's about time he just looked .. he crouches be the lake, hands splashing water across the opposite arms - such silence, dead air..*
[26-02:44] 2d913, Kaysa
: *glances down at the kinfolk* *eh, what the heck--talks down to her* i think he needs some towels... *looks clearly asian...and if she could smell her scent along with projecting scents, she would recognize the feral scent..*
[26-02:45] 2d913, Kaysa
: ((One too time susing the word "scent"...))
[26-02:45] 2d913, Kaysa
: ((one too many times using.....oye...pardon me..))
[26-02:47] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *she's Kinfolk, which means she's human; she can't detect the fine differences in scent from creature to creature, despite her obvious Awareness. She looks up at the woman, only briefly, before turning her eyes back to Morguline* I'm quite sure he's capable of retrieving them himself if he's in need. *matter-of-fact tone, no mirth, no real emotion*
[26-02:47] 2d913, Kaysa
: *half shrugs...wow, she's talkative...*
[26-02:51] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *vest and jeans are mostly stained with blood already, only washing the new ones as clean as possible with water .. noticeable or not, but the material dries at a unnatural rate - stands after he washes, the scent gradually leaving him*..
[26-02:52] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: ((pic test))
[26-02:53] 2d913, Kaysa
: *watches Morg idly...glances now and then at the kinfolk down there...but she's boring actually..*
[26-02:54] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *from a back pocket, she pulls a single cigarette. She sets it between her lips, and pulls an unadorned zippo from the same spot. Sparks, lights, and closes smoothly, tucking the thing back into her pocket. She exhales slow, smoke like a ghost in the moonlight which shadows her face, at the angle she stands. Otherwise motionless, silent*
[26-02:56] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *not on earth to be anyone's bloody Entertainment; as is well known, only stupid people get bored and can't entertain themselves*
[26-02:57] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he turns, passing a huge paw of a hand through the grey-rooted hair that hangs unkept over his battle-worn, untanned face*.. What brings you here, Kin. *abnormal eyes set on the Kinfolk, darting between her and the Fera sitting on the roof*..
[26-02:58] 2d913, Kaysa
: *just watches, listening...idly...innocently...with no bad intentions, really*
[26-03:02] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: "I've come as an investigator, Elder, sent by the high council at an all-Tribe Moot, held not long ago." *spoken in a clear, firm voice. She watches him openly, brown hair drifting over her face* "I believe you might have attended, but I can't recall seeing you there." *spoken in Garou, of course, so the other may not understand. The language is relatively easy for her to pronounce, though she lacks the true gutteral sound. Her father saw it fit to teach her, as best as possible*
[26-03:03] 2d913, Kaysa
: *can understand it well enough...wonders what she's investigating....eternally curious*
[26-03:04] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *walks down the road, head down, she wore tight khaki pants and a tight brown tank top, random arm bands decorate her arms, all in earth tones, her black boots crunched on the ground, feathery light brown hair hung loose in her face, deep chocolate colored eyes watched her bath*
[26-03:06] 007ef, ºMorguline
: For? *no need to sheid his questions with his supernatural tongue .. taking a few steps toward the Kinfolk, his skin still damp, glistening in Luna's light .. unnaturally hard muscle scarred time and again, colored in a few black tattoos*..
[26-03:08] 2d913, Kaysa
: *yes, what for?...* *this is so interesting now....if she could get away with getting closer, without causing them to stop, she would...*
[26-03:09] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *of course, she admires him; he's Morguline Belmont, not much else to it. As any sensible person of normal stature should be, she's impressed by his abnormal height and simple massive size, but beyond that, she hardly takes attraction into her consideration* They sent me to investigate you and this place. And what you've been doing for so long. Of course, they know what you yourself have told them. But they've decided they'd like more ... details. *has no qualms about being honest with him*
[26-03:11] 2d913, Kaysa
: *oooh, he's the one being investigated....ohhh he's probably thrilled....maybe will see him squirm!?*
[26-03:12] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: (don't get your foolish hopes up)
[26-03:12] 2d913, Kaysa
: ((shh!))
[26-03:13] 007ef, ºMorguline
: They do not trust me .. hmm? *arms fold over his chest, staring her down between thick strains of brownish-grey hair .. he stands maybe ten feet from her*..
[26-03:13] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *glances up spotting the tavern, head goes back down, starts humming Paper doll by Kittie*
[26-03:14] 2d913, Kaysa
: *smirks to herself....yeah, how does it feel to be unjustly untrusted?*
[26-03:16] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *she drags easily on her smoke; slight shrug. Indifferent tone* Nothing so much as trust, really ... they'd just like all of your stories. Everything, even your downfalls. They want the complete history to Gaia's greatest, Elder, all of it. You're life is the example they wish to hold up for all Garou to see. *she peers steadily at him* Not a matter of trust, not even a matter of figuring out how much Taint has affected you these many years away. They simply wish to know your story.
[26-03:17] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He opens his eyes and stands. Quickly and silently he reseathes his sword. He shifts his weight so as to make his steps inaudiable and he walks back towards the stairs that lead back to the parlor.*
[26-03:17] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver: *she is, of course, not telling him everything. Her perogative, for the moment*
[26-03:17] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *slips inside the front door of the tavern and glances around slightly, shifts her bag to her other shoulder, her guitar case hitting her leg lightly as she walks towards the bar*
[26-03:18] 2d913, Kaysa
: *glances at the kinfolk...hmmm, doesn't sound right...too praise-y.....knows herself that too much praise is not a good thing...* *glances back at the guy leaving the roof..and good riddance*
[26-03:20] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Flicks his tail in Kaysa's general direction as if saying later and I might bug you again some other time. He chuckles to himself, knowing he is being cocky.*
[26-03:20] 2d913, Kaysa
: *blah blah, isnt even paying him attention anymore. he's not worth it.*
[26-03:21] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He walks down the stairs and enters the parlor. He makes his way to the bar for his much deserved breakfest and booze. He grabs a bottle of vodka, bloodwine, and places it on the bar top. Doesn't even see Honesty.*
[26-03:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *another glance to the roof*.. My story is no longer their's to know. *he wasn't at that Moot, and doesn't plan to be anymore .. time for the famous to become infamous*.. My downfalls are my own. We all learn from our own ways. *he stands there, a man of power, appearing to be in his 40s .. cold, unfriendly, a scowl across his face forever - his body speaks its own story*..
[26-03:22] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *plops the guitar case on the bar and her bag beside it, slides onto a stool with a soft sigh*
[26-03:23] 2d913, Kaysa
: *almost wants to clap for Morg....truely poetry....speaking her language now.*
[26-03:24] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He opens the bottle of bloodwine and chugs it, letting out a statisfied " Aaaaaaaa" as soon as he's done. He looks up at Honesty and nods.* Morning
[26-03:25] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Morning, in the place of enternal night..)
[26-03:25] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: That ... and, they wish to know when you decided it was your right to kill Garou, without sending them back to face a council of three and proper judgement within their own Tribes. They're a bit piqued about that. *which is the true reason she's here, of course* That right, they say, they never gave you. And if you decide to continue on this route, Morguline, you can count your days. They know you're here. All of them. Your men, included. *she snubs the smoke out, and stares right back at him*
[26-03:26] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Chugs the bottle of bloodwine, letting out a satisified " Aaaaaaaah " when he finishes it. He looks up at Honesty and nods.* Evening.
[26-03:28] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Tell them I did not kill any Werewolfs, but those who had fallen to the Wyrm. *arms unfold, and he starts toward the back end of the building*.. Tell them if they send someone else, to make it someone who is worth my time. *with that, he dismisses her with a hand gesture*..
[26-03:28] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *almost jumps as if coming from a daze, looks up at Hunter, gives him a small smile* Hello
[26-03:29] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: The bar is self-serve, there is no charge for the alcohol or the food. There are rooms upstairs if you need a place to stay, the rooms being free also.
[26-03:30] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: I'm Get, just like you are. *spoken almost quietly* It displeases me greatly that they sent me to tell you this. I am not a Strider, to be tossed between Septs and wander. I am Kin, and I hunt Wyrm as if I were more; I regret each day that Gaia saw it unfit for me to be Garou as my father is. *she turns, and follows quietly* I only ask your pardon for my intrusion. This was the last thing I wanted to do.
[26-03:31] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Tired from his workout and his mind just wanting sleep after meditating for so long, he speaks with a sort of apathy to his voice. He grabs his bottle of vodka and walks towards the kitchen.*
[26-03:31] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *completely shrugging off the insult; she's got no time to be bothered by petty words*
[26-03:33] 2d913, Kaysa
: *watches the kinfolk prattle on.....thinking her to be petulant under false bravado...but that's just a surface opinion..*
[26-03:33] 007ef, ºMorguline
: If the Elders have a problem with me, then they know where to find me. I'm not explaining my actions to a messenger girl. *stomps up the stairs, though he's merely walking .. the cries from the weight sound off with each one, opening the door as he comes to it - pausing*..
[26-03:33] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *smirks* Thanks.... *goes back to staring at the bartop a moment her eyes shift to her guitar case*
[26-03:36] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He opens the fridge door and sees if anyone left any baby back ribs that were already cooked in there. Thinks " Jackpot" as he finds a dish with them. He pulls them out of the fridge, closes the door, walks over to a cabinate, opens it with his tail, grabs a bottle of bar-b-q sauce and puts the plate on a counter. Opens the bottle and pours the sauce on the ribs before eatting.*
[26-03:36] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *on the first step; her head is slightly bowed, and this time she is injured by the harshness of his words; no choice on her part, to have come here. She would have rather avoided the place all together* Then I ask your permission to lodge here for the evening. *voice dull, and bitterly disappointed. She doesn't relish returning to her Get Elder with this news* And I will leave on the morrow to give your words to those that wish them.
[26-03:37] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *usually raids the refrigerator of any meats that haven't been pre-cooked*..
[26-03:38] 2d913, Kaysa
: *thinks to herself ~she sounds like a begging pup...asking permission for everything...doesnt she know that to get anywhere, you have to know when to take things, without or without asking for permission?~ *
[26-03:39] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *ducks his head, stepping into the building*.. If you want. *moves towards the parlor, a beast of a man .. occupies the entire hall*..
[26-03:40] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He finishes eatting and puts the sauce back in it's place. He closes the cabinate door with one of his wings. He carries his plate to the sink, washes it, washes his hands, disposes of the bones, and then walks out towards the parlor.*
[26-03:40] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *opens up the guitar case revealing a beautiful metallic blue bass guitar that faded to black near the bottom, runs her hand over it, hesitates a moment*
[26-03:42] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *she follows a good distance behind; she was raised right; not stupid enough to offend an Elder; she doesn't relish any more beatings for osbstinence than she's had in her life. The Fera will be meeting death soon if she continues that kind of thinking. But, just a sidenote. She tosses brown hair from grey eyes* Do you get to kill much around here? *watching his back, her fingers twitching, almost itching to hold her sword and draw blood*
[26-03:44] 007ef, ºMorguline
: As much as I want. *moves into the palor, speaking as if this was his very own personal Hunting Ground .. he stops a few feet from the doorway, gazing over the room with his cold, narrowed eyes*..
[26-03:44] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He walks across the parlor, tail sliding on the ground behind him, wings hanging limply off his back, the tips gliding across the ground. He walks towards the workout room to replace the punching bag.*
[26-03:46] 2d913, Kaysa
: *watches them walk in.....idly backflipping away from the edge of the roof....exercise* *stands, takeing a deep breath, yawning, stretching her arms out into the air, reaching for the sky, commenting to herself* so much farther away when at this place...*lowers her arms* hmmm....yes...time for that...*walks to the door, walking down the stairs...*
[26-03:46] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *a violent, cold chill makes her spine stiffen, as Hunter passes through the room. Her instincts are ravenously good for a human. Her nose crinkles, and her lip curls into a disgusted sneer* Do I want to know what that is? *she doesn't bother to point; figures he'd be able to guess who she's speaking about*
[26-03:48] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Probably not. *he turns, over to the kitchen door .. opens, enters*..
[26-03:49] 2d913, Kaysa: *walks down to the main floor....thru the parlor...ignoring everyone inside...yes, even the tainted one.....has learned to ignore them when she has to, cuz theres a time for plan and a time for action* *walks thru the parlor, out into the hallway...sliding past the 2 in the hallway, grim and grimmer.....walking to the back door*
[26-03:49] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *as player is near passing out, and has got to be up in five hours and fifteen minutes, it's time to scoot. She gives a bow to Morguline, whether or not he acknowledges it. She refuses to sleep in the infested tavern. Stepping outside, she makes for the trees, where she'll be quite comfortable sleeping. Leaves without another word*
[26-03:50] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks into the workout room and heads towards the equipment locker. He opens it, grabs a new punching bag, replaces the old one, throws the reminents of the old one away. He makes a mental note to pay his mom back for the punching bag.*
[26-03:50] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: ((lol @ grim and grimmer comment. ))
[26-03:50] bcd0d, Rennin Starweaver
: *gone and zo, yo*
[26-03:51] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *grabs a few bottles of water, and a few of milk .. steps back into the parlor*..
[26-03:51] 2d913, Kaysa: *stopped in the doorway...watches the kinfolk breeze past her......hmm, odd..thought she would room inside.*
[26-03:52] 0dd1a, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks out of the workout room and heads towards the stairs that lead to the rooms upstairs. He heads towards his suite and is gone.*
[26-03:54] 2d913, Kaysa: *scratches her chin a moment, in thought....well, it's worth a look.* *wanders over to the kitchen...Morg just walked out? slim chance of finding anything in there, then.* *well, will try anyway...wanders in, leaving the door wide open...searching around, following her nose, but aint looking for fruit loops*
[26-03:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he turns, down the hall .. another turn and he enters the workout room without a glance to the Fera - slams the door shut*..
[26-03:58] 2d913, Kaysa: *sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff* *finds left over ribs..well, rib bones...remnants fo what Hunter was oh-so-lucky to find earlier*....yuck. what sort of creature eats that with hickory sauce? *jokingly to herself* *continues her futile search..only finding bread and butter, and maybe someone's left over corned beef....which is more gross than the eaten ribs*
[26-04:00] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *sets the bottles down near the center of the room .. picking a mechine at random he goes to work - the night time body training begins*..
[26-04:02] 2d913, Kaysa: *grabs the loaf of bread...it'll due for now* *sensitive ears hear..machinery?* *follows them...out of hte kitchen....down the hall..*
[26-04:04] 2d913, Kaysa
: *..and to the workout room* *sniffs the door...hmm, no scent, but there's obviously someone in there...common sense says it's Morg* *peeks her head in*
[26-04:05] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *tata, it is indeed him .. busting away on some mechine, lucky it hasn't broken down yet from the Curse on his head - eventually it will, they always do*..
[26-04:05] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: ((Stupid computer *kicks it*))
[26-04:07] 2d913, Kaysa
: *watches him, 'sneaking' into the room...leaning up against the wall with a loaf of rye bread in one hand..the other hand taking hunks of it and feeding it to her mouth...which even in homid form, all her teeth seem to have a sharp edge, like the fox she truely is*
[26-04:10] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *continues to do reps of the exercise he is currently working with .. glancing at her, aware of her obvious presense*..
[26-04:14] 2d913, Kaysa
: *knows that he knows...continuing to pass hunks of heavy rye into her mouth...her hair seems longer than before, like he would notice.* *finally speaks up* as you probably know, i was listening out there...*gets to the point fast* i like what you said to that young one...truely words for the wise...*cant help it, whatever she says seems to have a sugar coating...even if it doesn't need it...but is too used to delivering false praise to knock out that tone in her voice when she doesnt want it* *eats bread*
[26-04:16] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *stops the repititions, removing himself from the mechine .. limited to certain ones he is able use do to size*.. As are you, so heed them too. *steps over to his bottles, leaning down to pick one of water up - uncaps and drinks*..
[26-04:19] 2d913, Kaysa
: *smirks some, closing her eyes for a moment...a way of transitions from one topic to the next* i also had a question...i wanted to clearify something up. *chews on another hunk of bread*
[26-04:22] 22fcd, Honesty Demile: *bites her lip and glances around, no bodys in the parlor, pulls out the guitar, her head tilted to the side as she makes sure it's in tune*
[26-04:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *drops the bottle onto the matted floor after he closes it*.. And that would be... *voice flat, uninviting*..
[26-04:26] 2d913, Kaysa
: i heard some of what was spoken between you and the leech you killed...i didn't hear all of it, so i wouldn't want to assume something so..vicious without being sure...*voice hardens and lowers, like a growled whisper* but are there more leeches in this area trying to turn the shifters? *obviously is not happy about such a prospect....for her own reasons..is not general ones* *doesnt care of he liesk to talk or not..sometimes she just has to know flat-out*
[26-04:28] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Not for now, but there may be more later. *he stands there, staring her down from his seven foot six inch frame*..
[26-04:30] 2d913, Kaysa
: *is looking him in the eyes...gaze is somewhat down-trodden, for once...knows when being a bit submittal is a good thing* *holds back a snear* how many...and are you certain? *has put the pause on eating..empty stomachs can wait. this is important shit.*
[26-04:30] 2d913, Kaysa
: *isn't looking him in the eyes, even.*
[26-04:33] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I've killed a family of them, but one said there are more. They might never come here, however. Not really my concern, as long as they they off Garou. *he moves over to a few dumbbells .. does arm curls*..
[26-04:39] 2d913, Kaysa
: *clenches a small fist....disturbing news for her...wanted to raise her future family here...cant do that if they're turning shifters..* ...do me a small favor then, shifter to shifter...*pulls a small business card form her blazer pocket and tosses it towards him* if you see anymore in this area, do let me know...and i would be more than happy to eliminate such scum... i may not be garou, but i hate them no less...turning the young to the dark...
[26-04:40] 2d913, Kaysa
: *finishes the rye bread and puts her hands into the blazer pockets* and just so you know, and dont get all huffy later....im gonna be in the area more....so dont freak. *makes her way out*
[26-04:41] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *continues to do curls, glancing at the card as it hits the floor*.. Mmhm. Now leave me be. I have a long day ahead of me. *nods once toward the door*..
[26-04:44] 2d913, Kaysa
: *stops in the doorway* i plan to leave you as alone as i possibly can...but dont be blind to help when it's offered. *Walks out of hte room...out of hte building....dissapeating into the forest* *the card has the name 'Kayla S. Johanasberg' on it, definately a fake name...as well a business logo, and office room number, office phone #, and company address....usual business card.*
[26-04:46] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *steps to the door, closing it with a weight .. he turns back around and continues to work out throughout the entire night - not a wink of sleep*..
[26-04:47] 2d913, Kaysa
: *~gone~ into the night*
[26-11:47] Rennin Starweaver steps up to the stairs, strong, firm stride. She plucks leaves idly from her long hair, whistling the lightest. Arms coated in tattoos, each of Gaia's Tribes represented. She's a bit dusty*
[26-11:53] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *down the hall, into the Parlor. Her eyes drift about idly; quite aware that she's alone, or nearly so. She makes for the bar, clicking her tongue* Mm ... wonder how well the food is here ...
[26-11:56] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *she enters, closing the door behind her* It's satisfactory.
[26-11:58] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *she turns, grey eyes bright. She observes Sophia closely a moment, before bowing slightly. Kin to Kin, out of respect* And that's all it needs to be. So long as it can be swallowed.
[26-11:58] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *looks the woman over, noticing of course her tatoos. She has one of her own...Silver Fangs, upper right shoulder*
[26-11:58] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she bows back, managing a small smile*
[26-11:59] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *one more long moment of studying Sophia, before turning into the kitchen*
[26-12:01] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she settles into a booth, thoughts mulling slowly like Cider*
[26-12:03] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *not one to waste too much time on eating, she slaps together a few sandwitches, and grabs two bottles of chilled water. Her tattoos are interrupted by scars, quite frequently. Other scars exist on her body, hidden by clothing. The most distinct, is the jagged one which stretches nearly the length of her neck. She heads back for the parlor proper*
[26-12:05] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *She's her own fair share as well, most specific begin the circular masses of flesh on the center of either hand, as though they'd been impailed, long ago*
[26-12:08] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *she uncaps a bottle with her tumb. Uncomfortable in chairs, she sinks to the floor, beneath a window near the balcony. Legs sprawled, plate on her lap. She takes a swig, and commences to eat, eyes darting to the other Kin occasionally, curious but unobtrusive*
[26-12:10] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her head tilts back, eyes falling closed. She's too reserved at the moment to inquire of the other woman, or perhaps just too tired*
[26-12:12] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *her Empathy is poor; she notices the woman's seeming fatigue, and speaks not out of concern, but simple common sense* You look as if you need to sleep for a few days.
[26-12:15] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she smirks gently* A few months. *her head raises and she turns green eyes on the woman, blinking slowly*
[26-12:17] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *sips again, washing away the last of her second sandwich. Two remain. Grey eyes stay with her green* Apparently. Working hard as of late, then, kin?
[26-12:18] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Working, yes. Accomplishing things? No. *her eyes close again* What brings you to this place?
[26-12:20] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *that question sends a scowl to her lips, and she shrugs* My Elders sent me to 'investigate' someone here. As an Elder himself, I wasn't too successful at getting what I needed for him. I don't relish the lashings I'll get when I return with such noise.
[26-12:22] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she chuckles openly* Morguline?
[26-12:22] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: (noise: information. ugh.)
[26-12:25] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: One in the same. I hadn't exactly expected him to be so insulting. *shoulder twitches* Not any of a concern, now. I'll go, say what there is to say, recieve my beating, and head on my way ... though, I swear to Gaia, of he calls me a 'messenger girl' again ... *bites hard into her third sandwich, chewing harshly*
[26-12:26] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: (iconage ..ugh.)
[26-12:28] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she tilts her head back and laughs heartily* Ah, yes...
[26-12:31] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: Ah, but he is Get, and I am Get. And there is no greater honor for our Tribe than to have met the Steel Wolf. *she stands, stretching herself out. She shakes out her hair and raises her brows* And why are you here?
[26-12:35] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I've nowhere else to be. A Get, hm? That's fascinating. Tell me...are your kin nearly as stubborn as your Garou? *looks her over curiously, her voice taking the diplomatic air of her people, though her posture reflects good-naturedness*
[26-12:37] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *an amused smile, but it fades quickly, she doesn't much have a pention for humor, though her demeanor is cordial* Of course. It's an inbred trait. Keeps us alive a hell of a lot longer than the rest of you. *can guess Sophie's Tribe, by the prominant tattoo*
[26-12:40] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Indeed. *raises an eyebrow, and swallows her comment on why it hasn't allowed them to progress any further. She knows better than to pick a fight with a Get*
[26-12:43] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: A Fang who responds to that with only an, 'Indeed'? *gives her an almost harsh look* All of us are stubborn, but not all of us are argumentative. *she pats her pants pockets a moment, searching. She finds a smoke, and her lighter, and does the appropriate thing with both*
[26-12:45] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I learn to choose my battles. *she kicks her feet onto the table, slipping down into the seat*
[26-12:48] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: Mm. And most of your battles are within yourselves, over stupid issues of seniority and who rules whom. It's pointless. *makes for the bar, twining her hair back into a braid*
[26-12:50] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: (*feels weird that interview with a vampire is on the tube in the background ..*)
[26-12:54] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Is it? And you know of "our" battles how? *her eyes remain closed, her tone flat...nearly uninterested*
[26-12:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he still pumps iron in the workout room, sweating like mad .. forcing his body beyond its normal limits, like always*..
[26-12:57] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: It is. *responded blandly. Grey eyes search for nothing in particular, simply attempting to occupy. She smokes idly, removing the smoke from her mouth only to ash* And your kind are infamous. It's not hard to know another Tribe's ways.
[26-12:59] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Indeed, this is true. So, since our battles are pointless...why do you suppose we've lasted this long?
[26-13:01] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: They're pointless, in the larger scheme of defeating the Wyrm. *she plucks a bottle of tawny port from the shelf, searching for a date* I did not say they were useless, and that your intentions, as are ours, are good ones. I just don't believe they're accomplishing nearly so much as claws and fangs do. Why is it neccissary to have Tribal unity? We're good the way we are now.
[26-13:04] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stops, his breathing audible, heart rate crazy .. he sits almost instantly after getting off the mechine he was managing to make function through his Curse - staring at the ground, mouth slightly ajar as he nearly pants, without the tounge-hanging-out-deal*..
[26-13:06] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: A pack is nothing without an Alpha, and without order. We're weakening....don't fool yourself into thinking otherwise. The nation grows apart...
[26-13:10] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: Did it ever occur to you that it grows apart because of your political indecisiveness and instability? Yes, so legend and lore has it that you've always been our leaders. Who said it was always, or always needed, to stay that way? History shows the Tribes have never been too closely knit, as is. *she returns the port, and grabs another bottle, reading similarly. Her back is to the woman*
[26-13:12] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he clears his throat, giving his head a shake, sending sweat spraying .. stands, making for the door in a light stumble, colliding with it loudly before he opens it*..
[26-13:13] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I will admit that The Fangs are not what we used to be. But neither is the rest of the Nation. If someone doesn't do something soon, I fear we're going to fall apart completely. and that would simply mean disaster for our kind, you know this. *she turns over, shifting in her seat*
[26-13:14] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *And
[26-13:16] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *her head snaps up at the sound, staring openly at the Parlor door. She tilts her head some, responding slowly* Perhaps we do need something of unity. But perhaps not under a central body. Why not a council? An Elder or two from each Tribe, a body that governs together, taking into account all the Tribe's opinions and wants ... *her eyes slant toward her briefly* And not simply the egotistical ambitions of your own Elders?
[26-13:17] 007ef, ºMorguline: *walks slowly with heavy steps toward the bathroom .. a hand trailing along the wall*..
[26-13:19] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I've never thought a Get would be one for democracy. *she chuckles alittle cruelly this time, crossing her arms* Clearly you're not like many of your brethren. But then, neither am I. We are only kin, are we not?
[26-13:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *throws the door open, not needing to duck much, hunched forward some from lack of energy .. he moves into the bathroom, over to the shower - nearly twists the handle off to get the water going, entering fully clothed*..
[26-13:22] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: Perhaps I've lived too long away from the Tribe, too long from my Father and too long in this miserable country. *she sits the bottle back, and turns to face her* When I speak of democracy, I speak of it as only a tool for Unity. I wouldn't expect it to reach within the Tribes themselves. I would never, ever want the way my Tribe runs to change.
[26-13:26] 007ef, ºMorguline: *blazing cold water smashing down on him, both hands braced against the shower wall before him .. head rolls from side to side, then around lazily, eyes closed - his breathing has changed little, as has the beating of his heart*..
[26-13:29] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she makes a small noise as her eyes darken, looking down* Nor would I...
[26-13:32] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: Then perhaps trying to force us into this monarchal thing you Fangs have going isn't the best. We're prideful, stubborn, and set in our ways. It seems to most of us, that in your quest for Unity, you've also got an agenda to try and make us all Fangs. *she stares at Sophia, analyzing the sudden change in demeanor. She lights another smoke* But I suppose our simple debate will have little influence on the whole ... if you wish to discontinue it, let me know.
[26-13:36] 007ef, ºMorguline: *head drops forward and he just remains there, cooling down, resting .. his clothing dries as quickly as it dampens*..
[26-13:36] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: It just seems useless. We're only kin, you and I...we have little say in these sort of things. We shouldn't be carrying the debate of our Elders with eachother...we should be working to help them. *she sighs, knowing how ironic this is, coming from her*
[26-13:36] 007ef, ºMorguline: *head drops forward and he just remains there, cooling down, resting .. his clothing dries as quickly as it dampens*..
[26-13:40] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *she steps over toward Sophia, cautious and respectful* Sometimes I forget ... that I'm only human. I burn to be so much more. It's hard for me, to be so seemingly useless. I can't kill nearly so well as full Garou, and I have little to no influence in the goings-on. I am respected and trusted, because of who my father is, and through some of my own acheivements. Yet in reality, I am hardly regarded. *she motions to the booth, asking to sit without words*
[26-13:40] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *head drops forward and he just remains there, cooling down, resting .. his clothing dries as quickly as it dampens*..
[26-13:40] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Damnit, there. Icon! )
[26-13:41] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: (brb)
[26-13:43] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (Same. gotta run to the store quick.)
[26-13:44] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: ((*will be alone for a bit, then ^_^))
[26-13:47] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: (Must scoot. Forgot about a party I have to go to. Really don't feel like being social, but meh. I'll catch you all later ....)
[26-13:47] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: ((Bye ^_^))
[26-13:48] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *she lifts her head suddenly, glancing at her watch* Well ... I should leave now, in order to get back by next sunset. I'll hopefully talk to you later. Be well. *she turns, and scoots out*
[26-13:48] 5cd10, Rennin Starweaver
: *gone*
[26-13:51] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods, watching this one leave. A very nice impression left, for a Get Kin. She'd look out for this woman again, a silent alliance made in her mind. She rises to investigate the noise she heard earlier*
[26-13:58] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *strains to keep himself up, power left in him, but nine hours straight of working out does take it's toll*..
[26-14:06] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she wanders the hall, peeking into the rec room*
[26-14:07] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *wanders down the hall, peeking into the workout room. Empty...*
[26-14:09] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *the door to the guys bathroom is ajar, and running water can be heard from inside .. until it's turned off a moment later, that is - followed by some clattering about*..
[26-14:11] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *Haering thus, she turns, wandering in that direction, pausing at the edge of the doorway. She considers enacting a Gift...*
[26-14:11] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *Hearing.
[26-14:14] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *a second later he storms out, his steps awkward, hands reaching out to support his movement against anything .. never turned a light on, his frightful, sudden presense is dark, looming*..
[26-14:16] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she starts and nearly trips back wards, fumbling for a moment at the sudden appearance. She looks throught the darkness, knowing by the size whom it must be. She tries her best to move out of his way*
[26-14:18] 007ef, ºMorguline: *even crushing herself against the wall, he'd still brush past her with physical contact .. he marches on, hands walking along the walls as his feet carry him down the small hall, into the other*..
[26-14:21] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she indeed presses herself flat, and watches him as he ambles* Morguline, are you alright? *she moves towards him very slowly, nearly timid, but more over just careful*
[26-14:23] 007ef, ºMorguline: Tired. *the workout room would be littered with bottles from his useing .. he turns around a corner, moving toward the parlor*..
[26-14:26] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: You need anything? *Odd...she never imagined him tired. Her green eyes watch his back in the darkness, ponderous and maybe a little concerned. Maybe.*
[26-14:27] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his breathing has calmed, moving into the open parlor he forcuses on not needing support from the walls .. slowly wandering toward his corner*.. Food. *spoken in the tone only his vocal cords are capable of producing*..
[26-14:31] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods, heading towards the kitchen. Begins her ritual steak-thawing, selecting the largest cuts she can find*
[26-14:33] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *aaaaaand collapse .. right into his corner, adjusting into a sitting position*..
[26-14:33] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *She prepares quite a bit...getting the notion he may be quite hungry, and she knows how much Garou can eat. She can eat quite a bit, for that matter.*
[26-14:34] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *The meat sizzles bloody, and she moves it all onto a huge tray. It's heavy, to say the least. On her way out she grabs a gallon of milk, hoisting it around to carry both it and the tray*
[26-14:36] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *rests, head dropping back against the combined walls .. eyes half-lidded, staring up at the dark ceiling - cool darkness all around him*..
[26-14:37] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *moving slow, she makes her way towards him, balancing. She sets the tray in fron of him, and sets the milk alongside*
[26-14:41] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *leans forward, grabbing meat in his left hand .. mumbling something that very well could be a 'thank you' though the rapid eating*..
[26-14:42] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods at whatever he said, standing to give him space and/or privacy. She moves to a chair a ways off and sits, watching, but not staring*
[26-14:45] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *devours, hardly chewing before he swallows .. he stares at her for a long moment - no one else is around, and she was speaking with the other Kinfolk..*
[26-14:47] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she cocks her head, being looked at. Uneasy, she makes conversation, not really expecting him to answer as his face is quite busy* I met your "messenger girl" today. *she chuckles softly, remembering the indignant Get*
[26-14:49] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *eyes narrow to angered slits, not even looking down as he grabs more when his hand empties .. other taking up the milk - he doesn't seem so amused by it...*
[26-14:50] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *watching his eyes narrow, she smirks gently* What, you don't approve of her? She's quite the fan, I'd say. *pushes some hair out of her eyes idly*
[26-14:53] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Mmmmrrr.... *lowest of growls in his throat, the eating on pause*.. She wants to know things ... things she isn't supposed to. *sneers, huge canines on both top and bottom exposed briefly - resumes eating*..
[26-14:55] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Ah. *smiles, sitting back* Yea, she did seem a bit cheeky...but who'm I to judge? *runs her hands through her hair*
[26-14:57] 007ef, ºMorguline
: She is to leave, and never return. *a command, spoken in a voice that has perfected commanding .. always easing from his eating to speak*..
[26-15:00] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: She did leave...but I have a feeling it wasn't permanent. *shrugs* Did she do something wrong? *mulls over what the woman had told her, trying to remember*
[26-15:02] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I know it won't be... *eyes dark, his mind brewing ideas .. the presense of sudden, uncaring violence is always in the air about him - he eats in the silence*..
[26-15:06] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: She said something about a beating. I see that Get have similar principles of disicpline to the Fangs...*looks at one of her larger scars, the ones on her hands* Though much worse, I'd imagine.
[26-15:09] 007ef, ºMorguline
: The worst. *period, there is no comparison to the cold-hearted Get .. finishes up his meal, a lot of milk left, for now*.. She will be struck because she didn't go what she was told to. The Elders must have expected me to answer anything she ashed me. *his strength and stamina regenerating quickly after the incredible workout*..
[26-15:12] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she shudders, imagining* What're they after you about anyway? *doesn't really expect an answer, it's not her place to know...Just shrugging of the image of an angry Get*
[26-15:13] 007ef, ºMorguline
: They want to know the things I do around here. Why I am here. *chugs milk, eye closed, head tilted back*..
[26-15:14] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Did you tell them to shove it? *watches him, scratching her calf idly, leaning forward a bit to do so*
[26-15:15] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Basically.. *he stares at the floor after the gallon has been lowered .. a huge man sitting in a corner*..
[26-15:17] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: They proabaly want you to come back and train pups. *she leans back and fidgets with her Nagant, strapped to her thigh as usual this eve*
[26-15:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I don't believe so... *always resting, regaining his strength .. his thoughts are wild, his eyes dim as they reflect the shadows*..
[26-15:21] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she shrugs and slides a hand into her pocket, removing a small, simply pocket knife. She opens the blade and turns it in the dim light slowly. It's quite sharp.*
[26-15:21] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *simple
[26-15:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *pulls out a cigar and lighter, out from vest pockets that look like they hold nothing at all .. he sparks up, staring over hot flame toward the Kinfolk, hated in his eyes - not for her...*
[26-15:25] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her eyes are on the knife. She'd be relieved to be out of this man's spite...Morguline was not someone you wanted cross at you. SHe's unaware, however, and plays with the blade of the knife with no certain caution*
[26-15:25] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *She's
[26-15:27] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he settles back against the wall, almost lazily .. his eyes of crystalline-blue never leave her, thinking of the conversation between the two*..
[26-15:29] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she traces the blade over and old scar, her skin prickling at it's coolness. Her eyes move from it to the man, searching his face gently*
[26-15:30] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *an
[26-15:32] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his own body scarred to the utmost, head tilting in the slightest .. voice holding the depth is always does*.. What are you doing...
[26-15:33] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she grins, snapping the kinfe closed and setting it in her lap* Nothing...I'm just bored, or...idle, rather.
[26-15:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stands slowly, cigar between his lips*.. So do something.
[26-15:36] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she stands as well, stretching, her shirt rising with her to reveal the skin on her tight stomach* I probably should. *glances around the room*
[26-15:37] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *the knife falls from her lap, and she bends to pick it up, putting back into her pocket, sighing*
[26-15:37] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *drags hard, eyes taking a glance but nothing more*.. Better than talking politics with the Fenrir Kinfolk.
[26-15:40] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she chuckles* You heard us, then? Yes...it's an ongoing debate. Really useless, but I said that. We both have our pride. *looks him over, her eyes falling on the things that her mind was occupied on, scars. He has enough to interest her for hours*
[26-15:43] 007ef, ºMorguline
: It is a moot point for you Kin. Born of Werewolves but the blood isn't potent enough. You're wasting your time talking with her. *knows Sophia couldn't possibly know as much as the other does .. not harm in them speaking casually, so far*..
[26-15:46] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods, looking down. She's heard this sort of thing all her life, its no surprise to hear it from him. She'd actually expected it sooner* I won't speak to her again, then. She'd probably get me into trouble, anyway. *smiles a bit, eye still one the floor*
[26-15:46] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *on
[26-15:49] 007ef, ºMorguline
: To say the least... *he looks away from her, only for a second .. she might be a problem like the other one*..
[26-15:51] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Are you alright? *she looks him over carefully* If I'm being a pest, by all means, tell me.
[26-15:53] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *a twitch of the lip ashes the cigar*.. If you were a pest, I'd tear you apart. *stated simply, matter of factly*..
[26-15:54] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she nods, biting a lip in a smile. She steps away from him then, moving towards the bar. A hand slips to free her Revolver...she spins it on a finger then re-holsters it smoothly*
[26-15:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Guns... *he says, just lingering against the wall .. watching her every, single move*..
[26-16:00] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Yea...*Her tone's nearly appologetic. She doesn't turn, but slips behind the bar gracefully*
[26-16:01] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Thoughout my life I have always found it interesting that people find power and safetly behind guns. Technology in general. Humanity has come a long, long way. *he stares at her, past her .. unblinking..*
[26-16:03] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *from behind the bar* It has...but a gun's no safer than a good set of claws. I however, lack those. *she stands, holding Vodka* ...You want anything?
[26-16:06] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I'm fine. *he stand there, puffing away on his vanilla cigar .. not many are immune to a gun like he is*.. It is, logically. *and he is the master of logic*.. To be able to kill at a distance. No theat of being hurt. *always watching her .. wondering how much she knows...*
[26-16:07] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: But where's the sport in that? *she turns her eyes on him now. They dance with careful amusement, coy and playful. She'd never let on to anything...*
[26-16:09] 007ef, ºMorguline
: I don't know .. you carry the weapon.... *his eyes meet hers, unamused and holding the wisdom of a thousand years - the cigar drops from his scarred lips, a boot stomping it dead - an echo..*
[26-16:10] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: A girl's gotta protect herself. *she opens the Vodka and sips, closing her eyes*
[26-16:11] 007ef, ºMorguline
: There is no need to protect ones self when one lays within the protection... *he moves toward her, eyes on the bottle*..
[26-16:13] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: And what protection is that? *she watches him with calculating eyes, her grip on the bottle tightening by reaction*
[26-16:15] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *stops at the bar, a hand lifting to claim the bottle*.. The protecting of the supernatural... *his eyes never leave her own*.. But independence ... that is what the weapon gives you...
[26-16:16] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (protection, that is.)
[26-16:16] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *stops at the bar, a hand lifting to claim the bottle*.. The protection of the supernatural... *his eyes never leave her own*.. But independence ... that is what the weapon gives you...
[26-16:19] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Unfortunately, I'm not as favored by the spirits as you are. *she relinquishes the bottle, dwarfed by the Garou. She looks up, keeping his gaze*
[26-16:22] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *grabs the bottle from her, just shy of Human her quickness is nothing compared to her's .. he throws it off to the side, empty or not*.. Alcohol does nothing for the body. Sparking emotions of the mind... *he lips curl in a cold, ruthless sneer*..
[26-16:25] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she reflects on him gently, reserving words. Her eyes follow the lines of his face, reading. She pulls herself up straight, though it does nothing to draw her any closer to his level*
[26-16:28] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his face is that of merciless murder .. he'd want nothing better than to kill her under his own claws - when one kills as much as he, it is a habbit more than anything - his eyes break through hers, a piercing stare that'll never give up..* Never drink to your heart's content...
[26-16:30] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: Why is that? *though she's toughened to the intimidation of Garou, Morguline is exceptional. She can't help but feel the prickling of her skin having him this close*
[26-16:32] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *could break down the most strong-willed Werewolf with his intimidation .. but now is not the time, he doesn't force his power of this one... taking a step back*.. Because, it makes you do what you normally would not. Makes you want what you normally wouldn't. I've never understood alcohol. *he takes a few steps away from her*..
[26-16:32] 007ef, ºMorguline
: (And now... brb, ASAP.)
[26-16:35] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she relaxes the slightest at his moving away, peridot eyes smoldering in contemplation* Perhaps that's the reason I've never understood you.
[26-16:38] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *she continues to observe, cloaked away with Obsfucate 3....just observing as she always does.*
[26-16:46] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *if Elisa has been there for awhile, then he has known of it .. is always aware of supernautral, but he makes no move to give away her location - it's Elisa, they go back a ways*.. I doubt that. *almost smirks, but his scowl holds true*..
[26-16:48] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she shrugs and returns a smirk* So what's it for you, Morguline? What drives you?
[26-16:49] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *she knows he knows...she's there mainly out of boredom. when one hasnt seen their love in months and was basically turned down by the other...you get rather bored. which brings her to her present predicament*
[26-16:51] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he swipes at her, inches away .. but steel claws swing, just a heart-beat of existance before the Fetish fades back to normal*.. Killing. *his eyes dark, holding some secrets of the unknown - the unwanted*.. To kill.......
[26-16:53] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: *she stands silently just outside the door to the Parlor. She listens perfectly. Scowling, arms crossed, fingers itching. Her thoughts race, but her mind is cloaked by fae, impenetrable. She remains perfectly still*
[26-16:53] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: (pic ..ugh.)
[26-16:54] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she blinks, stuffing the urge to jumps back and even to flinch, though she can't help it just a bit.* That shouldn't surprise me *she smirks, kittenish*
[26-16:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his hands become coated in steel claws again and again .. the supernautal creation is instant, like a flickering candle - back and forth*.. Messenger...
[26-16:55] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he turns around..*
[26-16:56] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: So soon? *she follows his gaze*
[26-16:58] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his simply monstrous arms tighten, the soild muscle .. he faces the Fenrir Kinfolk - murder in his eyes, as always, the killer lingers behind the mask...*
[26-16:58] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *she continues to watch. there was a new arrival...interesting. she has a good idea that death will start soon...*
[26-16:58] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: *she hears the muttered word, knowing quite rightly it's meant for her. She sighs, and steps forward, right into the doorway. She meets his gaze, head-on* You beckoned, Elder?
[26-17:00] 747eb, Corin Katrez: **steps into the tavern he slowly makes his way to the first chair he spots silver eyes scanning the room the whole time his hand resting on a 9mil hidden within his leather coat**
[26-17:01] 007ef, ºMorguline
: You are to leave. To return to the Elders with my word ... do not come back. I will tell you nothing of me. *his Rage pulses from him like waves of heat, blue eyes narrowed on the Kinfolk of the Get*..
[26-17:01] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her eyes move to the other Kin as well, though she can't force herself to pity. She shrugs and moves away to the bar, sitting on the top of it*
[26-17:03] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *her head cocks, her eyes narrowing. So this was a messenger..interesting. apparently they had a arguement...or something. Elisa memorizes it*
[26-17:05] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: I wouldn't tell them even if you told me, Elder. *she can feel the Rage; something inside her stirrs. Envy, jealousy, that she does not share the same. Resentment. All of this perfectly hidden behind her mask of cool* I'll leave, since you wish it, and I may stay away, since you wish it. But unlike you, I am still a member of this Tribe. You lack authority over me, since you abandoned your kind. *she turns sharply, and moves right down the hall, and out the door* I told them it was useless ...
[26-17:06] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stands there, a commanding force to Garou of 5th Rank and below .. Kinfolk are no question - in his throat bellows a most feral growl, he did what he must, it has been far too long..*
[26-17:08] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: *breaking into a run, she bypasses the stairs in a leap and darts for the trees*
[26-17:08] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her eyes flick from Morguline to the Kin, her best evorts to convey only casual interest. It means nothing to her anyway, she has no interest ing Get affaris*
[26-17:08] f72fb, Rennin Starweaver: *player's got to par-tay. Gone 'til later*
[26-17:08] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *in
[26-17:11] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his head snaps Sophia's way .. his eyes hold the fury of ages - unblinking, he stares her down, the blink of commanding her himself*..
[26-17:11] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *finally...she breaks Obsfucate. Can't hold it forever, and she hasnt fed in a day or two. She steps from the shadows, wearing what's in the picture. her violet hair shimmers around her as she moves, her movements ladylike and proper. *
[26-17:12] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her eyes flick to Elisa as she appears, then back to Morg. She reaises a delicate brow in questioning*
[26-17:14] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he sneers, then turns and stalks back toward his corner .. turning around, he settles back against it's walls, unphased be Elisa's appearance, unlike Sophia may be*.. What...
[26-17:16] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *as pissy as Morguline is..it's tough to faze Elisa. She's dealt with the female menstrual cycle. Hard to beat that, folks. she makes it to the bar and slips behind, looking for a a goblet and a bottle of amaretto. she wished something harder tonight.*
[26-17:16] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: I just thought you might have wanted to say something...*she smirks and turns her attention back to Elisa, watching her, as she's sitting on the bar herself*
[26-17:18] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *she's a petite one..5'11,model's build..breasts straining against the babydoll top she wears. she keeps to herself..smart girl, knowing she's the only Kindred here. Finding a bottle of Amaretto, she nods in satisfaction and searches for a clean goblet*
[26-17:18] 007ef, ºMorguline
: This Kinfolk... *he approaches Sophia....*
[26-17:19] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: ((Honestly Dave ^_^))
[26-17:20] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she watches his motion, her eyes quick with anticipation, edging a little*
[26-17:21] 23ac7, *Elisa Braddock: *she can hear Morguline approach. She speaks in a soft, very distinct European accented feminine voice* Good eve, Morguline. *then addresses the girl* Lady. *formal, as always*
[26-17:23] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he whispes down to her, his eyes serious*.. She is .. unfortunate..... *he glances at Elisa, nodding in the lightest - turning back to Sophia, speaking in the language of the Werewolves*.. "Get rid of her, and I will do anything for you..." *his eyes on her's...*
[26-17:25] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *to Elisa, not turning from Morguline* привет (hello). *At his voice, he eyes flicker with intensity, searching his face for what exactly he's after, always calculating*
[26-17:25] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *her
[26-17:27] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he grapples onto her head, holding it completely still .. staring into her, there's no more messing around - he's made promises, and this is the king..* "Yes, or no..."
[26-17:29] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *She understands, having grown up with the language of the people, but cannot speak it of course. She answers plainly* What makes you think I want anything from you? *her tone is hardly warm* But if you are truthful and will do what you say, Then I will do it. *her gaze is unflinching*
[26-17:30] 007ef, ºMorguline
: Forget it!! *wrong answer .. his wolven-like nails crave into her - nothing serious, but it bleeds*.. Worthless.... *he turns to stalk away, on his own, as always...*
[26-17:32] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she laughs outright, despite the pain and the blood dripping down her face* Morguline, you are so predictable!
[26-17:34] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stops suddenly, probably predicted .. as if the violence that must be foreseen - he says nothing, but he beings to sing, no voice for it, but it feels unsafe .... a warning in it.....*
[26-17:35] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stops suddenly, probably predicted .. as if the violence that must be foreseen - he says nothing, but he begins to sing, no voice for it, but it feels unsafe .... a warning in it.....*
[26-17:37] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she shakes her head and slides off the bar, lifting her shirt to wipe the blood from her face. She catches a drop with her thumb, swiping it away before placing the thumb idly in her mouth* Morguline, tell me something...
[26-17:39] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he hunches over .. the willpower os him is unbreakable, he continues to chant in this violent, unruly voice*..
[26-17:41] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she sighs and makes her way to the kitchen, for a rag or something*
[26-17:44] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *his hair lengthens .. his teeth sprout front his jaws - eyes taking on a golden hue, turning to face the kitchen*..
[26-17:45] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she finds a cloth and dampens it, pressing it to her head, clearing up most of the blood*
[26-17:48] 007ef, ºMorguline
: *he stands in Glabro, an even eight feet .. inhumanly huge, crouched as he continues to mutter a Get war song - Berserker's Song - invoke the Rage of a Werewolf...*
[26-17:51] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *but it continues .. there is not salvation now - only hope to run, run faster than the wolf...*
[26-17:53] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she keeps the rag and heads towards the back, thinking it best to leave Morguline alone. She walk slowly, casual, holding herself to the pose of her kind*
[26-17:53] 007ef, •Brimstone
: (n ,= not)..
[26-17:54] 007ef, •Brimstone
: (no = not)..
[26-17:56] 007ef, •Brimstone
: (SMASH[/b though the kitchen, adrenalin pumps .. pumps though the veins that also force blood - he follows her, crashing most loudly though the doors*..
[26-17:56] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *[i]SMASH[i/] though the kitchen, adrenalin pumps .. pumps though the veins that also force blood - he follows her, crashing most loudly though the doors*..
[26-17:57] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *[i]SMASH[/i] though the kitchen, adrenalin pumps .. pumps though the veins that also force blood - he follows her, crashing most loudly though the doors*..
[26-17:57] 007ef, •Brimstone
: (FUCK IT!!
[26-17:57] 007ef, •Brimstone
: )..)
[26-17:59] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *he is the root of her anger .. of this envoked Frenzy - let the bloodshed begin......*
[26-18:01] 007ef, ºMorguline: m.
[26-18:03] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *she does not turn, but envokes "Dona Nobis Pacem", a gift. The aura of peace envleops her, an anti-thesis to Garou Rage. she continues to walk, out the back door. Running would be useless*
[26-18:03] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov
: *She
[26-18:08] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he makes doors, a Frensy of hatred .. dropping into Lupus....
[26-18:08] 007ef, ºMorguline: *he makes doors, a Frensy of hatred .. dropping into Lupus....*
[26-18:10] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *she drops, a slow, careful movement into the grass. She sits there, still, waiting*
[26-18:12] 007ef, •Brimstone: *creeeping forward on calloused footfalls..*
[26-18:15] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: Morguline, don't waste your time. *she drops back onto her back, belly exposed, the ultimate submissive position, something that a puppy would do, or an Omega*
[26-18:17] 007ef, •Brimstone: *it fades, a little .. but he craves the blood shed*..
[26-18:20] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *she lays there, not moving...thinking of something to occupy him...She prays for a rabbit or something to startle...anything to catch his attention*
[26-18:26] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *forces himself into the Umbra..*
[26-18:27] 4a8be, *Sophia Romanov: *heads out..away...gone*
[26-18:29] 007ef, •Brimstone
: *gone*..
[26-22:42] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she stands at the lake's edge, back to the main building. She stares down at the reflection of Luna in the water, sighing lightly* I only wish I could serve you better, Great Mother. *spoken softly into the night. Head bows, chin on her chest, arms crossed loosely over her front. She prays silently*
[26-22:54] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *falling into meditation, she goes completely still and silent. Sort of gone for now, basically*
[26-23:02] ccf31, Kaysa
: *a soft rustling in the foilage on the edge of the forest...a small red fox, trotting about at it's leisure...maybe hunting down it's dinner..*
[26-23:06] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *remains completely still as she is, not noticing Kaysa*
[26-23:08] ccf31, Kaysa
: *and that's a good thing. as always....knows Rennin is there, can smell her, but doesn't care...actually is on the prowl...* *mouse!...pounces on it, catching it under her paw...playing around with it, catching it by the tail, etc...like something you would see of a cat..but foxes do it too.* *finally just gobbles down the tiny mammal*
[26-23:13] ccf31, Kaysa
: *wanders out of the forest...into the garden area...checking it out...* *hmmm...water should be alot warmer this time of year....heads to the lake..for a lil freshening up*
[26-23:16] ccf31, Kaysa
: *trots on over...staying a fair distance from Rennin as she pushes thru the thick bullgrass and cattails...to the edge of the lake....sliding as quietly as possible into the water*
[26-23:18] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *moonstone grey eyes open, and slant at the fox. She stares for a long, hard moment. After a time, eyes close again, and she returns to her meditation*
[26-23:19] ccf31, Kaysa
: *paddles out to deeper water....then dips her head under, paddling down to the bottom, then swimming back up, resurfacing...ahh, air...*
[26-23:20] ccf31, Kaysa
: *paddles back to shallow waters, much shallower waters.....rolling over in the ankle-deep water, standing up after that and shaking herself off*
[26-23:26] ccf31, Kaysa
: *and walks back to the forest...dissapearing among some dense foilage*
[26-23:27] ccf31, Kaysa
: *gone*
[26-23:39] ccf31, Shasahrah
: ((who's all lurking?))
[26-23:44] ccf31, Shasahrah
: ((*sighs* *wastes time*))
[26-23:45] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: (*lurks*)
[26-23:46] ccf31, Shasahrah
: ((heh...maybe you be nicer to my garou character...))
[26-23:47] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: (she's not nice to anyone. she's cordial. bring it in, if you like. she's still as stated before.)
[26-23:48] ccf31, Shasahrah
: ((I meant you not Rennin...but anyway...*gets into gear*))
[26-23:51] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *wanders towards the place, along the empty streets....ahh, these places aren't so bad at this time...so quiet, so peaceful..*
[26-23:52] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *her head lifts, and she gives a final, nearly silent prayer to Gaia. After a moment, she turns, and makes for the front yard, and thus the tavern. Hands stuffed in her pockets, head bowed some*
[26-23:54] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *raises her gaze from the ground...hmm, someone's out here already..* *uses her gift of sense wyrm to check on the stranger, Rennin...and also sniffs the air, catching her scent*
[26-23:57] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *Untainted Get of Fenris Kinfolk; all of this said in her scent. Sword strapped to her back, arms heavily tattooed, skin weathered some. Long brown hair covers her shoulders, as she continues toward the place, silent, though she is aware of Shasahrah*
[27-00:00] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *smiles some, softly...looks like a woman in her late 20's in this homid form, but with white hair, very uncommon* *also carrying 3 small bundles* *speaks with a grunty-voice, and in broken english* good evaning...*would tip her hat polietly...but doesn't have a hat, just a head wrap that holds her hair out of her face*
[27-00:05] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she looks up, and regards the woman closely for a moment. She bows some, out of respect for the Garou* Evening, Elder. *murmured lightly. She notices the bundles* Do you need help with anything?
[27-00:08] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *smiles some...aint an Elder...is just a lonely theurge, searching for a new pack to belong to* you are to be mistaken *struggling with grammer* i am knot a Eldar.....can you be telling me if any packs are friendly in the area? * very broken english.*
[27-00:11] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *as a pure-blood Garou, she's automatically senior to the Kinfolk. Rennin sighs* There are no packs here, only one Sixth Rank Elder, a Get, named Morguline Belmont. If you wish to stay here, and to start a life here, you must first ask him. Please, is there anything I can help you with/
[27-00:11] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: (?*)
[27-00:17] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *maybe, but she thinks Rennin means a Pack/Garou Elder...* onley 1 other, and 1 keenfolk?...that is maybe as not common as me wandaring....i am to be looking for a new place to belong, do you know if there are being friendly packs in neighbor lands?
[27-00:19] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: This is America. No one's friendly here. He's not a Pack Elder anymore, he's simply the most senior ranking here. There are other kinfolk, and other Fera here as well. We're all wanderers, of a sort. Can I find you a place to stay or something?
[27-00:26] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *struggling to understand the english* oohkay...i maybe stay for a span...you no need to be helping, i can be taking care of meself....i am thanking you and what is you name? ((hehe, names coming last...she's got hte finger on the pulse of polietness...))
[27-00:27] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she extends a hand to shake, if her's aren't full of bundles* Rennin Starweaver. Yourself?
[27-00:30] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *all 3 bundles are held in her one hand...extends the other...knows what a handshake is, has seen those before...* *takes the kinfolk's hand gently, shaking just a bit* i am Shahsahhrahh (pronounced that way, not spelt it...liek she would know how to spell it in english.)) ...does the Elder Belmont to be living neer to this place?
[27-00:32] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: He's rather always there, or always around. Don't worry. If you don't find him, he'll certainly find you. I'm quite sure he already knows you're here. *she motions for the tavern* If he's around, he'll most likely be in the parlor.
[27-00:35] ccf31, Shasahrah: *looks at the building...doesnt like going into those...but..if has to...* *grins and bears it* inside? ohkay-donkey. *obviously got that one wrong...* *wanders around to the back, in thru the door*
[27-00:37] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she remains outside. The rest is up to her, now. She turns to face the lake again, arms crossed, eyes thoughtful*
[27-00:41] ccf31, Shasahrah: *looks around inside...in this room, then that room, down this hall and that...stopping in the parlor, not even sure herself if this is the parlor...doesn't know what a parlor is really, except that it's a room inside...* *closes her eyes for a moment...still/motionless...then suddenly darts her eyelids open and looks around, shuddering....a small vision? maybe...* *makes her way back out, muttering something in the gutteral garou tongue* ~curse these places...smells of such corruption...~
[27-00:42] ccf31, Shasahrah: *walks back outside, with a sigh of relief...glad to be out of there...*
[27-00:47] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she starts a slow circut of the building, arms crossed behind her back. She chews her lip idly*
[27-00:52] ccf31, Shasahrah: *walks further away from the building...with her bundles* *hates to be inside such places...tainted or not.* *sits herself down in the grass...resting her weary feet while opening one of the bundles*
[27-00:57] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *slipping back into a wakeful meditation, she doesn't notice shashrah in the least, whenever she passes her*
[27-00:58] ccf31, Shasahrah: *yeah is used to that* *just sits for a spell*
[27-01:10]
Talib fades in suddenly out of no were. The black trenched man looks around slowly with his red eyes. “Still the same hole there Mannequins of there former self’s walk” Smirks slightly as his boots make there marks in the soft dirt beside the lake waterline. The dark figure stands short of 6 feet n has this chilling arua that would make kids run for there mothers.
[27-01:10] ccf31, Shasahrah: *finally stands back up, grabbing her bundles...walking back into the forest......after a while, a howl can be heard in the distance...her way of telling her presence* *but is otherwise gone*
[27-01:11] ccf31, Shasahrah: ((sorry if you wanted to play talib....i think rennin is still about))
[27-01:12]
Talib looks across the lake. In a dark toned voice he speaks. “My quest reverse the time... within the dark mind. Strength in it I find... within the dark mind.” Smiles as he looks up to the moon. “The dark nights horizons and only me. The shunning moonlit lights, The paths to forests wild. Massive sky powerful sky. Still only me. Epic and diabolic... swallowing the gloom.”
[27-01:12] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she feels Talib as soon as he appears. She casts her scent in greeting; from the scent he can determine that she is Get of Fenris Kinfolk, a human, and female. She continues her circuit of the tavern*
[27-01:12] 8d2f4, *Talib
: ((iz ok nii))
[27-01:13] ccf31, Shasahrah: ((eh, im still lurking about....was just getting bored. anyone wants to play wif Sahsahrah still, then just follow yer nose...))
[27-01:14]
Talib turns his head slightly as he picksa up the scrent, his sences hightend to there peak they can go on homid form. “At the works of my gods I glaze my heart to be, the nature of dark. Awake my soul to see…. “ gives a light chuckle as he looks down apon the waterline “At the works of my gods I glaze my heart to be, With an evil mind ...flamed my heart will be. Massive thoughts powerful thoughts, Still only me.. A deepening of a shadow by the dimmening of the sun.”
[27-01:15] 8d2f4, *Talib
: (k)
[27-01:16] ccf31, Shasahrah: *in that case her scent is still very 'smell-able' in the area* ((i would come back in...but...you know...she doesnt have much to say, no matter waht 'language' she uses.))
[27-01:17] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: (fox, what the hell are you having him ramble on about?)
[27-01:20]
Talib turns his head back over towards the taven "Why must I return here alone.. " the smirks slips away as he looks emotionlessly "The building should have been burned n the leechers burned. Not even pissed on as they dont even diserve the honor to be." mudders to himself faintly n sights "Never the less I’ve seen the end, and there is no light" laughts to himself as he sits down beside the waterline.
[27-01:21] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she makes for the lake, and cautiously toward the stranger. Moonstone grey eyes are shadowed by the moonlight on her face, long hair circling around her in a night breeze. She watches him closely, and listens, thinking that he sounds like Werewolf gone fucking mad. He makes no sense. She stuffs her hands in her pockets and stares at his back*
[27-01:22] 8d2f4, *Talib
: ((things he would ramble about :P ))
[27-01:22] ccf31, Shasahrah: ((yay she used my poem! http://www.angelfire.com/wizard/north_corner_gate/main.html and *jumps back IC*))
[27-01:22] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: (still silly old fox ... tweaker. *snickers*)
[27-01:23] 7d9d7, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks downstairs, wearing what he is wearing in his pic as to hide his wings and tail. He also wears light purplish sunglasses and black leather gloves.*
[27-01:25]
Talib sighs slightly as he hears foot steps "Seems there isent a short of us around here." rambles lough enough for whomeever to hear. "Dont you think?" tilts his head slightly as he still looks to the water.
[27-01:25] ccf31, Shasahrah: *wanders back into the glen...this time, in lupus form....so much more comfortable like this.....a coat of black and silver, not looking vicious, looking more like friendly* *sniffs the air...hmm, someone new*
[27-01:25] 7d9d7, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks over to the bar, silent as the wind.*
[27-01:28] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she shrugs the slightest* Perhaps not. But by 'us', I suppose you mean Garou. That I am not. I am simply Kinfolk. I have no real power here, or anywhere. *he wouldn't have heard her approach, but we'll let that slide ..*
[27-01:28] 7d9d7, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * He walks behind the bar and gets a bottle of vodka. Opens it and swigs it.*
[27-01:30] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *pads on four feet towards the lake...checking out the new scent...the untainted kinfolk there is talking with him, so he's probably okay...*
[27-01:32]
Talib shke shis head slightly as a hand slips into his trench coat. "So is that 8 foot tank still hanging around here?" pulls out a flash, unscrewing the lid from it. "Im sure he would have left by now... but ya never know, " Takes a swig from it before screwing the cap back onto it.
[27-01:35] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *gets a little closer to the new stranger...sniffing...sniff sniff sniff*
[27-01:37] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she glances at Sha briefly* Elder Morguline still resides here, yes. *her eyes drift up to the moon, then down to him again* He won't ever leave here, if he knows what's good for him.
[27-01:37] 7d9d7, *Hunter Gabrielolus
: * Walks back to his room.*
[27-01:37]
Talib turns his head slightly over towards the wolf. His cold red eyes look at her from there very corners. He closes his eyes, giving a slow nod hello. "Though so... " he says after a moments pause.
[27-01:38] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she takes a few steps closer, sighing some* What brings you here?
[27-01:41]
Talib slisp the flask back itno his trnech "Nothing of great importence..... Just wish to speak to Morguline some time soon. The maby do some other things..." stands up slowly, turning his body so hes looking at her directly.
[27-01:42] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *gives a little nod back...is nice, when people are nice to her..*
[27-01:45] ccf31, Shasahrah
: ((pic testing...))
[27-01:47] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: Hm. Can I ask you a question? *she tilts her head slighty; on her arms are tattoos, each tribe represented. A giant scar cricles nearly her entire neck, and other scars dot her visible body. She looks right back at him*
[27-01:49] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *sits on her haunches, watching the two talk, for now*
[27-01:49]
Talib tilts his head lightly to a side "Like?" His eyes move slightly to notes the tattos n the scars.
[27-01:52] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she moves closer to him, biting her lip lightly. She knows what she does is dangerous, but she was sent to do it and it must be done* What do you know of Morguline's past?
[27-01:53] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *of course, only understands bits and pieces of the conversations....english is a hard language!*
[27-01:56]
Talib levels his head out, one eyes closing slightly "It would be best to ask him about that.... would be the best for both of us." Gives a look around then looks back over to the moon. "I must leave.... now." Looks over to the fellow Garou. Saying something in Garou he steps to the side, dissappearing from view.
[27-01:57] MSG: Talib sent a message to Sophia Romanov.
[27-01:58] 8d2f4, *Talib
: ((got work tommrow, i gota head out))
[27-01:59] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *well, that was fun...here she could of had a conversation with someone who understands the same tongue....cuz doesnt think Rennin does...* *tilts her head at Rennin*
[27-02:00] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *she knows Garou, can understand it perfectly, and speak it fairly well, due to a Curse. All Shasa had to do was try*
[27-02:02] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *yeah..but...she didnt...cuz she doesnt believe she does...so didnt even try....now if Rennin spoke in garou to her...things would be rollin.*
[27-02:03] 57133, Rennin Starweaver: *will be obliging then, and try. In Garou* "You know, your english is pretty shoddy." *spoken with a friendly, teasing smile* "Maybe this'll be easier."
[27-02:04] 7d9d7, Aru
: * Looks down at those near the lake from a tree.*
[27-02:04] 7d9d7, Aru
: * Looks down at those near the lake from a tree.*
[27-02:06] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *almost seems to jump...cuz it aint an everyday thing* *speaks back, also in Garou* "yes, i know. it's not my first language afterall...some silly human made it harder than other languages.." *would smile back, but cant, is in lupus...and is gonna stay that way for as long as possible...so much more comfortable*
[27-02:08] 7d9d7, Aru
: * Cocks his head, not understanding the language*
[27-02:09] 57133, Rennin Starweaver
: *she smiles; a rare thing for her. She likes the girl. She seats herself indain style not far from the wolf, and shrugs* "Not my first language either. Mine was Norwegian, my second italian, my third was Garou. Yes, English takes far too much practice to learn well."
[27-02:12] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *likes just about everyone..cept evil wyrm-tainted things.* "when my father came for me and took me from my first pack to my new family, i didnt have to learn english...when i came of age and started to help, i did...i find that most humans are even kinder to people when they don't speak good english. i have hte patience to learn, but it's still very hard to even make the words."
[27-02:12] 57133, Rennin Starweaver
: *she jumps suddenly, as a swell of fae - visible only to those in the umbra, or with aura sight - engulfs her suddenly. Visions assult her eyes and she groans, forcing herself to her feet, terror in her eyes* Oh, Gaia .. no, please, not the visions again, please ... no ... *strangled cries, as she stumbles away from Shasa, toward the trees*'
[27-02:12] 57133, Rennin Starweaver
: *within the treeline, she vanishes, abruptly gone*
[27-02:13] 7d9d7, Aru
: * Shrugs and falls back to sleep.*
[27-02:14] 57133, Rennin Starweaver
: (*player has personal emergency, and begs forgiveness for shoddy exit. gone*)
[27-02:16] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *tilts her head....following from a distance....right into the trees*
[27-02:20] ccf31, Shasahrah
: *poor girl...if she only talked about such visions she would have learned that Shasahrah gets them too, because of one of her gifts......rarely as badly, but still..* *dissapears into the trees*
[27-13:05] 10de1, *Asashi Sunfire
: *Sits and waits for excitmeant*
[27-20:53] 8d2f4, *Talib: ((eyes around))
[27-21:15] ac85e, anal bum come for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:15] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:15] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:16] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:16] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:16] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:16] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:17] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: : BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:18] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:19] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:20] ac85e, anal bum cover for 2000 trabec: ((: BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAHBALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH BALAH))
[27-21:28] BAN: Ill Nino banned ac85e for 604800 seconds.
[27-21:29]
: *his head tilts into the night breeze * well thirty five hundred and eighty three more steps to go
: Such a nice quiet night ... *the only sound present to him is that of his cain as it strikes the ground ... * Root ... *takes a slightly larger step as he steps over it ... * hmm the brush isn't as thick as I thought it would be
: *continues on his path toward the building .. he moves a little slower now .. more so to enjoy the quiet of the forest then because of the trees and under brush *
: *makes his way through the forest and to the garden and lake area ... he pauses in this area as his cain strikes a bench * Hmmm don't suppose it'd hurt to stop and sit for a while *
: *takes a seat on the bench his cain brought between his legs .. he leans forward both hands on the top of the cain .. his chin coming to rest on his hands *
: Hmmmm ... *his head turns slowly toward the whimpering noise * Whats this ... *doesn't stick his hand out just kinda sets there *
: *his head tilts * what is it ? *says softly* You wanting to be petted ? ... looking for a little company huh? *smiles a little and removes one hand from under his chin and places it out infront of himself a little * Don't know if your a boy or ah girl ... sorry
: *having slept in the trees, she makes for the lake slowly, hands in her pockets par usual. A smoke dangles from her lips, long, long hair hanging limply over her shoulders. She can smell Randal and the other creature. Ignores them both*
: *does the pet the dog part for a few minutes then moves his hand back * alright .. there yah go *gives a small smile* *can hear something else moving around him ..notes the distance .. doesn't really seem to care *
: *she crouches at the water's edge, cupping her hands and dipping them into the crystalline liquid. She lifts full fingers to her face and after a sip, splashes the remainder across her skin, shivering with the chill. Shaking off her hands she wipes away excess, and remains crouched, admiring the moon's watery reflection*
: Hmmm *seems to start a little wondering how he got snuck up on more then anything else * thanks?? ... *his voice filled with question* Thanks for what?
: Oh ... no problem after all she didn't bite me *chuckles a little * So one good turn deserves another *seems to shrug *
: *Ponders life*
: *slants her eyes in the general direction of Randal and Raven, snorting in distaste. Anyone sensible whould have made the connection ... but, he's blind, and must lack that kind of sight-oriented common sense. She stands, and stretches long, tattooed arms. She turns, setting aside her smoke, headed for the tavern*
: ((Grr))
: *Ponders life*
: * Walks down from his suite and heads over towards the bar. Walks around it and grabs his usual bottles of vodka and bloodwine.*
: Lifes full of people who are to caught up in their own arrogance to allow themselves to be social ..much less kind ...
: *in the front yard she stops, right before the stairs, and considers carefully what she's doing. She was firmly warned, quite firmly ... but, oddly enough, she has the gut feeling she won't need to be heeding anything Morguline might have said. Slight, cold, pleased smile at that thought. She starts up the stairs*
: * He walks over to infront of the fire place and opens the bottle of bloodwine. He chugs it, draining the bottle in less then ten seconds.*
: *makes her way inside and to the parlor. She spots Hunter instantly; Taint rocks off his body, but as of this moment, she could care less. She turns for the bar, to find something to drink*
: *leaps from roof* oh well
: *shrugs* I would go as far as to say i care ... I just take life as it comes ...
: (*hugs sha madly* allo! )
: * Opens the bottle of vodka and drains it in the same around of time as he does the bloodwine.*
: Don't think I'd want to play quarters with you. *slight smile, as she grabs of bottle of Jack, Old Tennessee whiskey number seven. She works on the cap as she watches him8
: * Sighs to himself and mutters.* I could have sworn that this place was a haven for kindred, weres, and other supernatural creatures along with mortals...and not the judging ground of lupines.
: I work here ... *says matter ah factly* Can't say its one of the best choices I've ever made ... But it pays well
: *wanders in* ~I need some Sake~
: *there is a soft howl out in the distance...a call for Garou...not calling for help, not calling for attention, just to say "here i come" *
: *blinks at that sudden assult* Look, I may be Get Kinfolk, but I am only human. I said I wouldn't want to play quarters with you ... because you'd knock me on my ass. It was a compliment. *she tosses the cap aside, and slugs back a fourth of the bottle. She wipes her lips, and glares openly*
: Currently I'm a lawyer ..for Public relations ... The owner of the establishment and surrounding property hired me to give the place a face lift .. so to speak
: * Stands and walks over towards the kitchen, feathers falling from under his trench coat.*
Talib perks his ears up as he hears a chipmonk shuffling around in the trees. Without much thought the wolves walk out fromt he forest line. A sleak black wolf with the apperence of a jackal. Sharp eyes move restlessly as the stench of undead is everywere. He stops apon the waterline, in a spot where he seems to like to sit n think. The howl catchs his ears, eyes narrowing slightly he looks towards there it came from.
: *sits and drinks*
: *hears the Howl ..his head perks up * hmmm didn't know there were wolves in boston .. outside of the zoo that is ...
: *moments later....is emerging from the line of trees...thanks to a quick side-step...she's good at those sorta things, ya know..* *a friendly looking wolf, with black and silver fur..ears perked up, listening to the sounds the wind carries...sniffing the air*
: *Sips his Sake* Wolves.. That was no wolf blind man..
: ((Boston by night...hehe))
: (( your in the parlor I'm in the GARDEN ))
: ((He he)
: * He walks into the kitchen and walks right towards the fridge. He opens it and looks for left overs.*
: I know exactly where i am ... *takes a deep breath thinking his night better get better *
Talib shakes his head sligtly as he drops to the droun, resting his muzzle on his paws. He is sure the other Garou will find him.. dosent take much skill.
: Aaaaah, breakfest. * Pulls out two left over slices of pizza. Walks over to the microwave and pops them in.*
: *she steps into the kitchen as well ... free territory, yo, and she's hungry ...-she watches him at the fridge, and waits, occupying herself by searching the cupboards* Hell yes ... cup o' noodles, yo ... *grins, and grabs one down from a shelf*
: *glances towards the building...hmm, the one that left suddenly is in there, and can smell her...but won't go in there...no no* *makes her way down to the lake..glancing occasionally to the garden*
: * The microwave beeps and he opens it. He pulls out the pizza slices, not being affected by how hot they are because of his leather gloves.*
: I'm sure they do ... and according to Mrs. LeBeau ... my job is to make people think other wise .. 8had read the records both she and the city of boston has kept on the property *
Talib lifts his head up a little n gives of a very shallow howl just to get there attention. If you were inside the parler you couldent hear it if you has normal hearing.
: * He eats the pizza, blowing it slightly before each bite.*
: *finally walks up to Talib...sitting down a few feet away...comfortable breathing space....laying down, but with her head up, ears perked...cuz, well, in such tainted land, there's no way she could ever be truely calm.*
: *wouldn't care even if she could hear it. Talib is a Strider, and hardly an Elder. She'd probably only give him the time of day once. She mosies out of the kitchen; any self respecting bar has a hot water tap for things like tea. She heads for it, to make her soup*
: *chuckles* So far at city hall I'm evil incarnate .... *hasn't had a good day .. and hasn't had that much sleep * I've managed to piss them all off
Talib rests his muzzle back down on his paws. "So we meet again younge one" He growls out in garou.
: *Sits lonely* ~Maybe im to agressive~
: * Looks at Lillie as she comes towards him.* Hey Lill.
: *hops up on the counter top in the kitchen, minding not to hit her head on any hanging pots or pans* hi sweetness. Did you save me any?
: * Hands Lillie a slice.* Careful, still hot.
: *isn't that young...* *grunts back in Garou* "indeed...hardly had time to introduce last time...so what is your name?"
: * Stuffs the rest of his slice into his mouth and swallows.*
: *fills her soup and holds the paper lid down, idling her time by sipping on Jack until the noodles are cooked*
: *takes it carefully* yeow. I should say so *munches it anyways* fank ou *spoken with a very full mouth*
: Your welcome.
: * Grabs a none-stick pot and some oil. Pours the oil into the pot and lights it on fire.*
: are you in some kind of Martha Stuart mood *takes another bite*
: *a brow raises behind the shades * I guess i'm good ... my names Randal ... Randal Mcalister
: Nope, just hungry. * Takes his gloves off. He places his hands over the fire and begins to absorb it.*
: *that done, she drinks the entire thing down in two gulps, noodles and all. Tosses the container in the bar trash. She chugs once more from the bottle of Jack, caps it, and reshelves it. That's right, reshelves it. Satisfied, she starts back out of doors again*
: *finishes the pizza, then just sits there with her tongue hanging out*
Talib twitchs a ear "Ah.. My name is Talib, Talib Silent-Runner. Something others named me n it just sticked. " Some might know the name as he is quite high ranming.. yet keeps a low profile so it isent well known. "And your name is?"
: *she slips out the door and back towards the lake. In a brutal mood. Moonstone grey eyes narrowed, she bellows out toward Talib, in Garou of course* "So why the hell didn't you kill Lucreccia, hm, Talib?" *knows who the fuck he is ... she's an Investigator. She knows a hell of a lot about everything involving Weres and Fera that goes on around here*
: (iconage ..ugh.)
: * Continues to absorb the fire till it is completely extinguished. He puts back on his leather gloves and picks up the pot. Moves it over the sink and pours water on it.*
: A pleasure ....*says a little softer then his tone has been tonight .. his left hand carries a small tinge of red it seems to be stained in his skin .. the cain also carries a red tint to it different then the usual ivory color .*
: " i am Shasahrah...with the white hair...others named me too,..im not sure why they called me shasahrah, but i know why they say 'with the white hair'..." *wouldn't really know..has been wandering the past years, for reasons of her own...currently looking for a new place to belong* *looks at Rennin..and talks to her in Garou* "hello Rennin...why did you leave so fast last night?" *curious*
Talib lifts his head n looks over to the kin. His eyes just narrow slightly n he shakes his head in slight irritation.
: *pulls her tongue back into her mouth as the burn pretty much instantly heals itself* How's my sissy?
: She's alright
: Does she miss me terribly?
: I believe so
: *she didn't realize Sha was with Talib; she bows to her slightly and smiles* "Forgive the intrusion, friend ... " *she lifts her brows* "Ah, about that ... yes. I suffer from visions, is all. Sometimes they ...take me by surprise?" *her eyes slant at Talib* "You should have done it. Not Morguline. You should have taken responsibility for your Tribemate .."
: Are you just saying that so that I don't whine?
: I plead the 5th
: *if could smile, would smile softly...however, a wolf's jaw can't do that too well* "...you should have said something...i could give you something to help.." *cuz she suffers from them too..Sight from beyond...*
: I knew it. I take it you've been keeping her much too busy to miss me *tosses him a little wink*
: *puts head down*
Talib gives a wolfish smirk "I left it up to his judgment what to do with her. Simple as that"He mudders out woftly in agarou. "He knew her more then me n has a better judgment of the situation since he knows everything. Is that logical to your standerds?"
: * Returns the wink* I plead the 5th.
: *doesn't move as she taps the dark thick lensed shades* I suppose ... the question on every ones mind *chuckles.. his mind tossing about the question " Are you really blind? " *
: eh. well have a good time *blows him a kiss* I smell a hunk that needs my attention. *hops down from the counter and mosies out into the parlor. In no time at all, she's planted nicely in Remy's lap*
: * Walks out of the kitchen and sees Remy. He grins and just struts over to him.*
: *her visions are basically that ... she was Cursed with them ... a simple Kinfolk with vision enough perhaps to save the Tribe, even the Race, and as only the unchanged daughter of a Get, she hardly has influence to change anything, despite her drive. A bitter, sad irony. She smiles some to Sha* "I doubt it would help, but thank you ... I was simple very startled ..*to Talib* "As far as I'm concerned, a 6th ranking Get shouldn't have had to, you and your kind should have kept a tighter leash on her."
: *nuzzles his cheek with her nose* hello yourself, stud.
: * Stands infront of Remy and looks at him.* Hiya pops.
: *reachs up with his left hand and removes the shades half way .. the scar on the side of his face that starts at the corner of his left eye .. the eye itself solid white in color except for the iris which is blud and the pupil which is black .. doesn't turn to face her just yet *
: *chooses to 'ignore' the other half of her conversation...it's none of her business* *to Rennin* "Don't doubt me...i know they work....they work for me."
: * Chuckles.* So dad, how old are you?
: ack! *rubs her tits* behave now in front of the lad *flicks Rem's nose with the very tip of her tongue*
Talib closes his eyes resting his muzzle on his paws "Heh I come to sit here peacfully n then i need to be nagged by the youth." Gets onto his paws. "There is more behidn it then ou wille ver know"
: * Chuckles.* The boy has been around the block enough times to cover Manhattan twice.
: *shakes his head as he turns to face her ..the scar starting at the corner of the left eye it continues across to the bridge of his nose and on across his right eye and at the corner it stops *
: "Doubtful. But I hardly care, really." *to Sha* "Then if you can spare whatever it is you have, I'd appreciate it ... " *commences to basically ignore Talib. Fenrir to the core, if not completley pure in blood*
: *nods in agreement with Hunter* true. You've banged just about every chick in this place... except for me of course.
: * Looks at Lillie.* If you weren't married and if I wasn't with Chloe I would have asked you if you wanted to go at it.
: ((lol))
: ((haha. cuuuute, boo))
: Fidelity is over-rated anyways *plants a couple little kisses on Remy's neck*
: *stands slowly * well ... i think I'm going to head in .. the lake area seems to be coming alive ... *places the shades back over his eyes * your more then welcome to join me ... *he says over his shoulder as he starts toward the building .. the cain striking the ground infront of him before every step taken *
Talib grisn as he sidesteps n slips away. ( must run, gota go larp)
: *gives a little woflish nod* "i'd be happy to..." *likes to help, likes to heal, it's where the bulk of her talent lies* *trots casually back into the forest...off to fetch somethings*
: As for this ... *his left hand raises to his shades index finger extended * It did .. and to answer the second question .. a 6 inch switch blade
: Yeah? Are keeping one's balls over rated too?
: (eeww ... fox, yer LARP'ing now? *shudders*)
: Well, Huntie, I wouldn't know... it's never a problem I really had
: I would hope not.
: *remains near the lake, waiting for her return. She sits back on her heals and watches the tavern, a part of her tempted to succumb to the inviting light that sheds from it's windows; part of her wanting to give up her heritage to live an easy life ...-she rubs her tattooed arms idly, falling into thought*
: *actually DOES need to talk to Remy, so if he just decides to randomly disappear, she'll be mad*
: *makes his way to the front yard and to the stairs where the main entrance lies his cain leading the way ..as he moves up the steps he pauses as his cain strikes the door soundly ..his left hand reaching out to grip the handle as he opens it and starts to enter * annoyance isn't the exact word I'd use ..
: * Walks back upstairs towards his suite. Gone.*
: *re-emerges from the line of trees, now in her homid form once again....carrying one of her bundles....walking back to the edge of the lake, seating herself on the ground indian-style* *in Garou* "i have plenty to spare,...they are common plants."
: *steps in and moves to the side keeping the door open waiting for her before he closes it *
: *she smiles pleasantly at Sha; always abit secretly disconcerted when confronted with full-blooded Garou in any form besides homid; a bitter reminder that she'll never measure up. She smiles slightly* "I'm not too good with plants. Alcohol and cards, yes, but not plants .."
: (*would never equate the words 'slow' and 'fuck' in the same sentance when concerning remy ..*)
: *chuckles to himself * those fit better .. *nods a your welcome and closes the doo starting toward the bar .. the cain striking the marble flooring wither every step .... pauses as it strikes a chair * That shouldn't be here // *slides it to the left and under the table which is belongs and continues onward toward the bar *
: *waits patiently... is precious like that*
: * the sound of the cain connecting with the floor echos through out the room and feeding back into his ears allowing himd to take note of any who would be here not using any special concealing abilities * *answers her question with one word* No
: *smiles warmly* "i think the human shops have alot of these...im not sure how common these plants are in this area, but during my search i found quite a bit of them. here..." *passes her a handful of some greenish-yellow strangly-shaped leaves* "i made these more potent...they will help make it easier to take the visions.....i used to use this alot, but i was slowly learning how to control that...and now i only get badly shaken up by the visions once a full moon."
: *stops as he reachs the bar .. he find his usual stool the 5th from the end and seats himself ..the buisness suit he wears giving him a very professional look ..but at the same time seeming a little uncomfortable *
: "I think if the blood had been stronger in me, I would have been Theurge." *spoken quietly, as she accepts the leaves. She nods slightly in thanks* "My visions hit worse at the quarter moons, waxing or wanning ... but thank you. I appreciate it. *she folds the leaves carefully, and slips them into a cargo pocket* "I have no way to control them. They come from the Umbra, and I have no Gifts or ways to earn gifts to let me tap into that. I am only ... human." *sad, she looks away, to gather herself*
: yeah ... thats a word used by a few that hear the details ... *nods matter a factly *
: *taps Rem's nose* have you seen that terrible son of yours lately?
: well if you hear from him, tell him that his son may like to see him
: *smiles softly at the girl....at one time had felt almost the same way she does now, but obviously for different reasons...so identifies with her* *puts a gently hand on her shoulder, and speaks in unfamiliar english* you can steil learn...my grandmothar teached me. My grandmothar was of the feurge. i am of the feurge. i will help if you ask. *warm smile*
: Vengence .. will never do anything but consume and destroy... *sounds funny to him as he is filled with darker emotions then that buried within *
: *she's completely startled by this show of kindness, very unused to it. Her smile broadens, and she nods once* "I would like that, so much ... you can't know how much I want to learn, how much I want to know ..." *rests a hand atop the one upon her shoulder, squeezing it gently in thanks. She'll continue to speak in Garou, so that it's easier for Sha*
: Justice .. *chuckles* justice is made by those powerful enough to munipulate the law ... or take it into their own hands
: *mysteriously disappears*
: *smiles still....yes, likes to help people when she can...it's the best thing any being can do for another* *closes her eyes for a moment, two moments...okay quite a few...opening htem up moments later, still smiling* "...you see, some visions are so easy to take in...like a dream while awake.....i will show you how..but you must be patient.....it took me a long time and will probably be harder for you.....do not let the fire in your blood destroy lessons. that's all i ask in return."
: Everything does justice by its own set of laws .. even organized crime has its own unwritten laws .. that must be followed .. everyone deals justice according to the laws they hold dear to them
: *she seems slightly distracted, rather suddenly again, turning her eyes toward the city* "I am Fenrir, and my anger for a human is surmountably more than average ... though hardly a candle burning compared to the intensity of a true Get." *she looks back to her, and bows slightly, standing* "I will control my temper to the best of my ability, Shasahrah. Please, excuse me. I nearly forgot I was supposed to have a rondezvous in the city. Fair well until we meet again. *she turns sharply, and bounds off*
: *gone*
: *nods, then nods again, watching her leave* "until the next time" *sits for a while, relaxed some...a happy smile on her face...*
: *likes tearing aprt someone's arguement must be the lawyer in him * Not many of those left in the world
: *sighs happily.....finally...some company...someone to actually help, who is so much like herself in ways Rennin would probably never understand* *looks off into the sky, stareing at the stars for a bit before looking back down, and around...looking to see if anyone else is around*
: *eventually stands...walking back into the forest....dissapearing behind dense foilage* *gone*
: *raises a brow at the new line of questioning * well we just dive right in don't we? *chuckles* no I do not ...i don't get out much
: I know a few ... I've had no romantic interests ... Its hard for me to use a phone you see .. so I don't get to many second dates *makes a joke out of his handicap* I have a few friends of the female sort but thats about it
: Well i'll take the first part as a compliment .... as for you second statement slash question .. you don't run into dissapointment that way
: *chuckles * Yes ... and maybe one day ... and build isn't everything
: Eh I've got a couple years before that happens ....... But ... if you'll excuse me ... i must be getting to bed .. I've had a rather long day
: Maybe * offers her a smile * until next time then .. *turns and makes his way up to his room *
: ~*gone*~
: (test)
: (Okay I made a acception for Manda yto play herself but I dont want everyone doing it)
: (Its cool I just wanted to state that is all)
: *she squeezes the lemon until it's completely drained of it's contents; usually, would put the rhind in there, too, but this time, she sucks the pulp off it it, eyes never leaving Alii as she does this, before dropping the remainder into the bar trash* Give that a good stir, now. Spreads the flavor nice and even. *slow, slight smirk. Watches Mat go, slightly startled, clearing his drink and cocktail napkin; giving the spot a quick wipe with a bleach towel*
: (*o' course, gives thanks to beth for the exception*)
: (*gone*)
: *thankful she can concentrate on her now, she moves closer to where Alii sits, leaning on her side of the bar, maneuvering across a rack of liquor. She sips a glass of water herself, and smiles at her* Not a problem, doll. So where in the south are you from?
: I lived in Columbia for a couple of years. *she swirls a nail in her drink, tilting her head some* Visited NC sometimes ... Wilmington, mostly ... Nice state, people were pretty nice ..*bright grin* Barbeque is great there ... yellow, especially.
: *leans in a little closer, resting her cheek in the opposite palm that she uses; smiling softly* I go nuts for fried okra, of all things ... *chuckles at herself* The longest I ever lived anywhere was for six years in Los Angeles. Moved around a lot in the the city, but stayed there. What about you?
: Unruly can be good, though. *sighs and rolls her eyes* People just need to learn patience ... unruly kids just take patience and maybe a little more appreciation. Mm .. but they should have known by your hair you'd be a handful. *gentle, obviously appreciative smile, as she reaches out and gently tugs a lock of her shocking hair*
: Mm .. I sometimes wish I had known freedom sooner .. *she lets the wavy tress, habitually running a hand through her own wildly springing black locks, which she's stopped trying to tame* But I'm also sure that what you went through was not always easy.
: (lets go of* even ...)
: Yeah, true. *she finishes her own water, and in the process, swipes Alii's from her. Dumping both, and setting a fresh on the bar for Alii. She slices another lemon wedge, and squeezes it firmly into the water. She leaves the rhind this time, smile teasing her lips* You wanna dance? *her eyes flick up from the bar as she wipes her hands on the towel that hangs in her front left pocket, glinting with mirth*
: Yeah. Dance. *said with a breathless eagerness; her eyes sweep the bar swiftly* There's no one here ... and that jukebox is for the hogging ... *her fingers reach out, and she drags her nails lightly over Alii's knuckles and down to her fingertips* C'mon ... *hazle eyes intensely green now, changing with her emotion, locked on her's*
: *her tongue slides slowly across her lips as she watches her stretch from beneath her hair. Snagging some change from her pocket, she mosies over to the jukebox, a teasing line of skin visible along her back, shirt not quite meeting low-slung widelegs. Black ink lines hint at a tattoo covering that exposed skin. Her hips sway lightly as she goes, back to Alii now* What're you in the mood for? Fast, medium, or ... slow?
: *grins secretly; she chooses 'My Immortal' by Evanescence ..sort of approriate for their train of talk; slow, melodic, mezmorizing song. She turns to face her, brows raised, as she moves a few slow steps forward* Don't worry ... I won't do anything to you that you don't want ... *slight, gentle smile*
: *refusing to allow her own shyness through, she closes the distance, and firmly places her hands on Alii's high hips, tugging her forward, until they're perhaps three inches away, at the chest. Whisps of black and green sweep across her face, eyes gleaming in the dim light. She sings softly to the song* 'I'm so tired of being here .. surpressed by all of my childish fears .. and if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave ..because your presance still lingers here ..' *voice soft, pure*
: These wounds won't seem to heal .. this pain is just too real .. There's just too much that time cannot erase .. *she reaches up similarly, brushing her thumb down Alii's cheek* when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears, and when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears, and I've held your hand through all of these years ..butyou still have, all of me .. *she smiles slightly, leaning into her fingers some* You're enchanting, you know that?
: *smiles at the blush, her head tilting some as she observes her, voice falling into a hum, eyes cascaded by wild hair again. She curls her fingers into the locks near the back of her head, murmuring* Sorry if I've said something I shouldn't've ..
: Ah, you've got to be kidding me ... *she leans forward some, voice low, breath brushing her neck as she murmurs* There's far too much for me to compliment on ...
: *she only shrugs, and pulls away as the song ends. She clears her throat, a blush deep on her cheeks* I think I need a drink ... *she smiles, a bit nervous, fingers reluctantly releasing Alii's hips as she steps away, and slowly back toward the bar. She chews her lip as she turns her back*
: *previously opened Delirium still on the bar, she takes a good swig. She turns to face her again, clearly a bit shy now; she smiles though, a happy smile* Thank you ... no one ever dances anymore ... *she pushes her hands through her hair, leaning on the bar close to her, facing her*
: *her eyes flick to the obvious endowment, admiring only briefly. She's far too polite to leer in any fashion. She focuses upon Alii's face, lips twitching into a grin* Closeness is a comforting thing. I miss it, sometimes ...
: Especially on nights like this, so dead and quiet ..
: *she's a bit surprised; clearly seen by the slight widening of her eyes. But just as quickly, her entire expression softens, and she looks down at her drink for a moment, before looking back up at her, meeting her eyes. A very simple..* Sure ... *is her answer. Voice gentle* I'd love to be companion to you for the evening ..
: *she sets her drink aside, and reaching out, tucks the random lock behind her left ear, eyes sweeping over the contour of her face* Your mouth is lovely ... *murmured, as she reaches up, dragging her thumb across the thicker flesh of her bottom lip, nail slipping a little between them. She moves a bit closer*
: *she leans in, hand slipping down over her neck, collarbone, slipping between your breasts to rest on her stomach. Her mouth nears yours, breath warm; she stops and pulls her mouth down, breathing along her jaw, until she reachers her neck; she kisses gently, suckling lightly*
: *drags the tip of her tongue across your flesh, moving her mouth up, nipping at the tender flesh just behind your ear, breath warm, one hand reaching to curl in your hair tightly. The other lingers around her waist, fingertips slipping within the band of her pants*
: *she turns her head, and quite suddenly, and eagerly, presses her mouth against Alii's; a deep, searching kiss; warm and hungry. Fingers curl more tightly in her hair*
: *she pulls gently away, and murmurs against her lips* Come with me, if you're still wanting this .. *her hands slide to curl in Alii's, closing firmly*
: *she leads her out, to do what they will do*
: *she stirs from sleep; Alii's tender body close to hers on the bed. She smiles slightly, and pushes herself up, throwing clothes back on; fingers brushing idly through her hair; muffling a yawn. She stretches hard, and leaves the room, bare feet making no noise as she wanders for her bar*
: *she steps oto the cool marble floor with bare feet; faint slapping sound as she makes for the jukebox. Reaching behind, she cranks the volume; uncaring if anyone else happens to be disturbed by her music. She chooses a random dozen songs, and heads for the bar, prepared to spend the day cleaning it thoroughly, and perhaps reorganizing it some to optomize her ability to work*
: *she hops onto the counter easily, sliding over it but catching herself before slipping off the other side, staying seated. She yawns again and studies the layout, sucking on her lip as she considers. Reaching under the counter, out of pure bartending instinct, she grabs a bartowel, and folding it triple lengthwise, stuffs it in her right front pocket, to reach it quickly when needed. Music hums in the background*
: Just really needs a clean, I guess. Maybe a good restocking, too. *clicks her tongue and slides off the counter, mosying into the kitchen to retrieve a bucket, bleach, and a rag. Thus equipped, she creates the ultimate handy tool in kitchen and bar, the bleach bucket. She moves back out to the bar*
: *she sets the bucket on the floor, rag sunk within. Moving preciesly and swiftly, speaking of good experience, she clears ashtrays, cardboard coasters stacked in holders, miscellaneous holders containing straws and rare bartools off to the shelf below the bar, clearing only half to start. Rag squeezed of excess bleachwater, she commenses to clean; the entire top of the bar, including bottle wipe down, takes a good half an hour*
: *the bar proper cleaned, she takes a good hour and a half to wipe down below; cleaning out the bar sinks, wiping down every bottle, and replacing pourers that look shoddy or dirty, and removing those bottles which look old, or smell as if they've been left on the shelf too long, keeping a mental stock. The back of the bar, full of glasses, bottles of liquours, wines, ports, and at least one of most things imaginable takes her another two hours; thorough cleaning*
: *that done, she disposes of the bleach bucket, and sticks her hands in the bar sink, giving them a healthy scrub. Giving them a shake, she dries them on the towel permanantly attached to her right side whenever she's at the bar. Grabbing pen from the jar she keeps beneath the bar, and a cocktail napkin, she scribbles down what needs to be stocked. She glances up and around briefly. List of wines and liquors complete, she moves over to the beer cooler*
: *a necessary bar supply: all-purpose blue cleaner. Thus possessed thereof, using a few cocktail napkins, she spritzers down the cooler's windows, giving them a good wipe. Done with that, pushes one side of the cooler open, and pushes bottles around, to see which line of beers might not be fully stocked; tossing out a few open and neglected bottles of wine, far past their usefulness*
: *gives this same inspection to the left side of the cooler. Again, pen and napkin, she writes her mental tabulations down, and removes herself to the cellar. She'll be here quite a while, searching and finding that which she needs. May even reorganize the cellar, who knows ..-in a figurative sense, gone*
: ..*she sits cross-legged in the cellar, hidden between two rows of large, tall wine racks. Notepad and pen in hand, she takes detailed lists of the selection; having been at it two hours now, she's used a quarter of a notebook front/back pages, and hardly even started. She smokes silently, occasionally sipping from a bottle of Rogue Honey Ale*
: *she stands and stretches, finished with the facing shelves; picking up her things, she moves over to the next two rows, and reseats herself. She continues to catalog diligently, humming softly to herself, the cool, damp air nothing to her*
: *digging into her pocket for another cigarette, she's dismayed to find that she's out. She grunts somewhat moodily to find this out; she pulls hard once more on her Rogue, and then sets it aside with her pad and pen, pushing herself to her feet. Dusting off her bum, she makes for the stairs, headed for her room and her carton of Marly's*
: *on the stairwell, she doesn't step off on the level he's on, but keeps going up to her room. Fishing her keys from her pockets, she enters quietly, incase Alii still sleeps there, leaving the door ajar; unaware that anyone else might be around*
: *she returns to the spot she left, picking up her notes and pen. She resumes instantly where she left off, faint scratching of the ballpoint tip across fine white paper. She's seen creepier things in her day, believe it or not. Human she may be, but no ordinary one. She glances at him occassionally, tongue sliding across her lips lightly. He's attractive to her, even if he is leaving a wet trail. She pushes wild hair from her eyes, and continues her work* Go ahead and look around in here if you like.
: *writes in fluid, bold lines, letters curling nearly as much as script; as she progresses, she notices she's getting into the more common and new vintages, from new and young wineries. Here, she closes her notebook and stuffs the pen into her pocket. These she already has memorized. Walking over to a near wall, she catches up two old crates in her arms, moving back toward where he stands, by the older wines. Stopping there, she pulls several bottles down, setting them in one crate: restock for the bar*
: *she pauses in her selection, a slow shudder passing through her as she attempts to resist the overwhelming confusion of his conflicting nature; life and death ... -she grabs up the second crate and moves over to the beer stock, the other side of the room. She casts him a glance as she moves away, green eyes dewy as she looks at him; relaying her confusion and uncertainty*
: I don't know what you are, and that's unsettling. *murmured from across the room; quite sure he can hear her* You're not a vampire, or a werewolf, or a witch, or a demon, or an angel. All of these have I known and more, and you are none. I don't like not knowing what I'm dealing with ... *all spoken softly, as she fills the other crate*
: *he'd be smiling at her back, but she tilts her head over her shoulder at him, expression distrusting* Why would a creature as poweful as you come to a place for cast off vampires and worn-out werewolves? *she hefts the beer crate over to the wine crate; stacking them, she hauls them both up; not a big strain for her. She makes for the stairs again, notebook stuffed partially in the back of her pants as she heads up carefully*
: I do admit this place isn't exactly a common occurance ... so I might understand how it would be intriguing. *pauses at the top of the stairs, to heft the crates into an easier, firmer position in her hands. She moves down the hall, retaining grace and silence even thusly burdened* Searching for what?
: Hm. *his hints, if they were hints, fly right over her head; mostly because she refuses to acknowledge the implication in them, fear an ugly thing inside of her that she refuses to recognize* I hope you find that someone ... *slightly grunted as she hefts the crates up onto the bartop, separating them, as she steps behind the counter once again*
: *she stares at the trail, the flowers and the purity of his wake; she looses herself in admiration of it, for a brief moment forgetting he is there, leaving herself uncharacteristically vulnerable and close to him* How do you do that ...?
: *she shakes herself awake, surpressing a shiver. She turns back to her work, removing the bottles of wine one at a time, and setting them with their brethren* How can you be that, while also being ... *she points to the clouded water still in his hands* ..that? It's a paradox, a dichotomy. It's like you're mocking nature.
: So are you saying I'm a part of you, if everything is a part of you ...? *she shoves the crate beneath the bar, the spot she cleared just for them. She moves over to the beer cooler, which he happens to be standing by, and commences to stock the second crate, perhaps a foot and half away from him*
: Mm. True. The Garou seem to realize this; and the Kindred disregard it. And humans ... most of us just don't realize it. We're living in the dark. *she crouches to stock a low shelf in the cooler, expression thoughtful and somewhat troubled* So if you've found this person, this 'perfect someone', why are you wasting your time here? I believe there's nothing perfect in this place.
: *she stands slowly, and turns to face him. Green eyes intense, she glares at him; if he can see her aura, it's absolutely brilliant for a human's* Everything is perfect, yet nothing is perfect. I am perfect, because I am an expression of God, and God is an expression of me; because I will make that entity into whatever I need it to be. So if you say I am perfect, it is only because I am perfectly aware of What. I. Am. And what I am, is a soul on a journey.
: Look at it as a Divine Dichotomy. If you can understand that, perhaps you can understand me. Everything is perfect because nothing is perfect.
: Hmm. Perhaps. *she finishes stocking, and replaces the second crate with the first. She slips past him from behind the bar, straining not to touch him again* But as few of there are in this world like me, there are others. Perhaps its one of them you seek. *she stretches hard, eyes sweeping over the place. Needing air, she steps toward the balcony*
: Yes, a teacher. A student, as well. I still have an entire lifetime to learn. And then another, after that one ... and another. Until my karma is purged. Though I'm damned close in this lifetime. *slight smile, she throws open the blacony doors and steps out* I'm only as fragile as I let myself be. I've lasted this long among things like you, haven't I?
: *she leans against the balcony railing, staring out over the expanse; moonlight pouring over her, making tanned skin glimmer, and dark hair shine; bright eyes to gleam. In this light, she looks something a little more than human, back to him, obviously* What is it you want me for, that you think it can only be me?
: *has seen this kind of approach dozens of times; she doesn't turn around, but she does stand straight, crossing her arms. She tilts her head over her shoulder, glaring* What makes you think I want your child, hm? Whatever you are ... *he'll have to do something to quell her will and spirit; she isn't one to crumple easily at all*
: *she allows herself to see what he will show her; she turns to face him, and leans close to his face. After a time, she murmurs, eyes closed* I have no destiny. I have no fate. I make my life, and I make my destiny. You're going to have to convince me on your own, and let me decide if I'm chosen, hm? *she braces her hands against his shoulders and pushes, forcing him away from her. She moves back toward the parlor, slowly, beckoning him to follow* Please, come .. convince me, if you can.
: *she nods slowly* Yes, I am all those things. And yes, I am endowed with strength beyond that of most, even those supernatural ... I know I am bound for greatness in this life, whatever form that may be. So in this, you are right - perhaps I am perfect for what you need. But ... what is in this for me? Allow me to be selfish for the briefest moment, if you will, and tell me what I'd be getting out of it besides nine months of pregnancy and the pain, though beauty, of birth?
: *she doesn't move away this time, eyes glinting with consideration* I don't need to be worshipped. I'm quite arrogant and pig-headed enough. *she reaches up, trailing fingers through his hair lightly, before tucking stray locks behind his ear* So are you saying that the child I would bare you, would be the ressurection of the world after the Apocalypse? *slight, amused smile* Or ... more correctly, perhaps, the one to usher in the new age which we are dawing upon?
: Hm. I would hardly need that, either. I need only myself ... *she drops her hand, and takes a step back, head tilted some* An Indigo child ... *a phrase she clearly knows hardly a soul would understand. She falls into thought, and brings a hand up, chewing on a thumbnail. Eyes glaze, and she stares off at the floor*
: There is no part of myself that I do not know. *her eyes lift to him again. She nods once, firmly. Her answer*
: I have considered it. Why don't you tell me more.
: What this child will be. And how you plan on going about doing this. *she eyes him closely, roving her gaze over his body, before lifting her eyes back to his mysterious ones. She stares, and falls silent, waiting*
: *she nods slightly, and moves a bit closer* Then do it ... please ..
: *she shudders and lays her hands across his one against her; the sudden and odd extremes of feeling leave her dazed and swooning slightly. She can feel the life; and a sense of ease comes over her, almost peace* There. You have what you wanted ... *murmured lightly, green eyes glazed*
: Now leave me to my task. *her arms circle her stomach protectively, and she moves away from him, head bowed slightly, hair in her eyes, which stay locked on the floor. She moves slowly, feet silent on the marbled floor*
: *she slumps at the far end of the bar from the door, resting against it, legs sprawled before her. She stares blankly ahead, sunken into wakeful meditation*
: *she stands and goes*
: *is standing behind her bar, her usual spot now, arms crossed over her chest. She waits for customers, sipping Jack straight on occasion, smoke dangling between her lips and curling around her hair*
: (ugh ..icon)
: 8she sees Alii, smiling broadly. The pregnancy looks advanced already, the second month, perhaps, despite the act just took place; such is the power of a Creator* Sleep okay? *as she asks, she works on fixing her a glass of water with approriate lemon and frilly straw*
: *she slides the water to her, immediately offering her a smoke and a light; the consumate bartender, as usual. She only shrugs lightly* I've been fine ... in a manner of speaking. *instinctively, she rests a hand on her already-swelling stomach; shirt a little tighter, stretched more*
: I'm pregnant. *shrugs idly, and sips on a brandy, glancing around the place for more customers* An entity decided that I was the perfect host of his child, so I allowed him to impregnate me.
: Mmmhmm. Sort of what I said a first. But I like the feel of the baby in me, and I can't wait to hold him in my arms. *eyes turn to her, strictly on hers* I'm sorry if this hurts you ... after last night ... but you're the first one I thought of to tell.
: He's a Creator being. Everything they touch grows quickly. He touched me. The boy will be born in four months or so. *she knows she's hurt, but that cold, sadistic part, which was so aroused by giving her pain, hardly cares. She looks away, sparking another smoke* You're the only one I have around here ... I didn't know who else to tell. I'm sorry ..
: *this she does mean, spoken softly*
: Hell ... I plan to. *chuckles, and sips her brandy again* I only hope he looks like his father. A lovely, seductive creature. Wish he hadn't left so quickly.
: *her nose crinkles as she smiles brightly* A touch and go, unfortunately ... *the smile suddenly drops from her face; she's startled to death that he's come back, color draining from his face; her eyes stare over Alii's head, locked on him* Snake ... *murmured*
: I thought ... I didn't think you'd be coming back ... *she clears her throat, trying to regain herself* What can I get for you? *hiding behind the customer-friendly bartender, eyes darting briefly to Alii now and then* Just water? *eyes raise to him, shimmering lightly at the sight of him; heart thuds in her chest*
: *she fixes him a glass, wthout lemon, without a straw; knowing it's useless. She slides it to him, arms coming to cross her stomach. She looks down at her feet, idling her sandaled toes*
: I'm a bit tired. *murmured, as she raises her eyes to him, eyes bright, sweeping over his face and body. She leans onto the bartop across from him, reaching out, nearly letting her fingers rest on his; but refrains, and lets them hover above. A part of her yearns to have him touch her* ..he grows quickly. *she's obviously different around this man, Alii would note that; she moves to refill her glass*
: *fixing the water appropriately, and for a kick, dropping a cherry on the top, she hands the glass back to Alii. She appears a bit more drained, as if his presence feeds off of her somehow. She replaces herself at the spot accross from him, eyes on the bartop, her hand returning to hover over his hands again*
: (*can't help but giggle at that one ..go 'lii ..*
: (chill out, or you'll just end up banned.)
: (a'ight. i'm unposting until i get back to her just standing at the bar.)
: *eyes open slowly as he lays on the bed his right wrist a little sore the pain uncomforatable but tolerable * mmmm.... *shakes his head taking in a deep breath .. then letting out a soft sigh* ... *his hearing telling him he's completely alone within the four walls of his suite *
: Mmmm.... wonder what time it is ... * he rolls slightly on his side careful to not put any pressure on his right wrist ..his left hand grabbing his watch .. his thumb places firmly on the back his index finger finding the hands *
: 11:30 ... damn ... I slept all day and most of the evening ... *rolls up sitting on the bed his feet planting on the carpet floor * Must have been more exausted then i thought .... *sets there a momment trying to collect his thoughts .. his mind clearing slowly*
: Good thing its a sunday ... *stands and finds his clothing and slowly begins to dress himnself... being as he it is sunday night .. he's not going through the whole buisness suit routine .. he puts his pants on and then his white T-shirt ..next follows his belt and then socks and shoes *
: (( lol sure.. talkin to myself might result in mental illness lol))
: (( somebody who likes mortals for other then food lol))
: *reachs over with his right hand and grabs his cain ..grabbing the handle he whinces a little * well this could present a small problem ... *stands slowly places his shades over his eyes he starts toward his room door *
: (( dunno really i usally go where the RP leads .. he's starting off inside )) (( Sure the more the merrier ))
: *slips in as usual, stalking to the bar*
: *unlocks the door and opens it slowly stepping out into the hall he pauses a momment listening .. his head tilts as he hears no one in the hall but foot steps within the building .. he closes his door and starts toward the starts .. the discomfort in his right hand visible as his cain leads him toward the stairs*
: starts - stairs*
: *walks right in like she owns the place, headed straight for the parlor...*
: *takes a seat on a bar stool...grabbing a glass and a nearby bottle, looking over the label* hmm...raspberry schnapps...*half-shrugs to herself and fills her glass..it'll do.*
: *doesn't seem to care about Sophia...not even giving her a glance or a second thought*
: *glances back at the blind man* *smirks* wanna bet...
: *smirks some more* well then, you shouldn't make assumptions about a stranger either...
: smarts ones are (always edgy, that is)...*watches the huffy girl leave, with a small smirk* so?...doesnt mean i dont like it...it's still got that fruity taste.
: *nope* *takes a slug from the glass of schnapps...and it doesn't seem to bother her* 'looks' can be deceiving...or whatever other sense you're working from...
: ((es okay...no worse than my typoes..and i dont got as good of an excuse!))
: *grins* how very facitious ((spelling? anyone?)) of you.......drink?
: *chuckles* do what most drunks do then...sleep where you fall. *takes another large sip of her schnapps*
: *exactly.* true...you call breathing a small pleasure?...wow, you really got to get out more...
: *jokingly, of course.....sarcasm enriched*
: *smirks and chuckles* so take the bus...
: *chuckles* i always smirk. dont take it too personally. ...Why not hire yourself an aid?
: ..that's what aid's do...that's what they're paid to do; so take full advantage.....asked?...ask whom?
: *walks in the parlor dazed and confused and crying*
: *looks embarassed at the other people in the room and reaches into her bag for a flask, drinks from it and stops crying*
: she slowly sits and tries to calm herself**
: *seems much calmer and begins to listen to the two*
: *tilts her head confused but doesnt interupt*
: *having nothing else to do she begins to study the two although from all she has drunk she cant see to clearly. She takes another drink*
: *muttles in drunkeness* Its the same if ur a woman
: *feels kinda hurt by being ignored but just wallows in herself muttling odd somethings about cheese and turnups**
: (yeah it is true)
: (very true)
: *gets up and goes out ot the lake and jumps in to sober up*
: (gtg all bye)
: * Walks down from his suite, smoking a cig.*
: * Walks right over to the bar and takes a seat.*
: *stops and smells some flowers.. since he's secure enough in his sexuality to do so*
: *picks one and twirls it between his callused fingers, slowly making his way inside. He's still faithfully nursing the cigarette*
: *finally slips inside. He douses the cig in an ashtray on the bar before making his way to the library. No eye contact is made with anyone. In fact, from his body language, he might as well be the only person in the room*
: *could care less that he momentarily interrupted her solitude. She lays perfectly still and thoughtful, arms moving to rest across her stomach*
: (*wonders why he's worried about that spelling error, out of all of them ...*)
: *takes his time in selecting a book by an old favorite: Neitzsche. He doesn't bother to even find one of the rare copies printed in English since he can read the German just fine. He tucks the daisy in his shirt pocket and is slowly flipping through the pages when he re-emerges into the parlor*
: *with a minorly labored grunt, she pushes herself up; black hair falling into her eyes. She disrgards it. Slipping a small hand into her back pocket, it emerges with her cigarette case and lighter. Thus equipped, she commences to pollute, green eyes drifting idly, resting briefly on Ryan; slightest of bored pouts to her lips as she drags*
: *snorts, and stands; stretching her dark-skinned, firmly-muscled flesh. Eyes drift over to Remy's vicinity; she quirks a brow at the glow. Not knowing the man (regrettably), she does't recognize its him. Curiosity piqued, she nearly mosies over to him, but instead, mosies for a window, for something to look at - besides staring at the glowing eyes, which would be rude*
: *turns in her window, and watches him strut across the bar, quite openly. She plays idly with her bellybutton ring, leaning against the cool glass; ashing, she lifts the smoke back to her lips and drags slowly, cherry illuminating plush lips for a moment*
: * Walks back in after suddenly disappearing.*
: * Walks over to the bar and sits down on a stool. He pulls out a cigar and lights it.*
: *eyes drift to Hunter briefly; she pushes herself off the wall and makes for the bar. She blinks casually at Rem, slipping past him to reach the beer cooler. Sliding it open, she snatches up a bottle of Chimay Triple, finest French beer there is. Slipping the case shut, she glances around Remy's body. Clearing her throat* Have a bottle opener back there?
: * Picks up the cig and looks at Remy.* Then take a look at your own smoke and tell me that. If you expect me to quit, I suggest you do the same.
: * Drags off it.*.....Dad.
: *unimpressed snort, she uhitches the cap and tosses it right back at him* Evening, brother. How've you been? *directed at Hunter, of course; spoken around her smoke, marginally muffled tone. Remains where she is*
: * Looks at Lane.* I am good. How've you been Lane?
: *brows raise considerably at Hunter's last remark; mind makes the connection quickly. She gives Rem the once over* Little better now that I know I could my father out in a crowd. *casual tone*
: (could pick* even)
: * Looks at Remy.* Good point. Well, if you are going to keep me from smoking, then I suggest you tell Big, Mean, and ugly * refearing to Morg* not to smoke in here eather. I atleast use an ash tray.* With saying that he pulls an ash tray out of his trench.*
: * Looks at Lane.* Yeah, it's always good to do that.
: * Ashes into the ash tray.*
: Suppose so. *she seats herself next to him at the bar, and shares his ashtray, flicking her smoke with a practiced hand* Rather another dull night, hm?
: I would rather have this then a night when someone threatens my life, or if I was married still, having one of my three ex wifes try to kill me while demanding a divorce.
: * Muses.* Or was it I who asked for the divorce after they tried to kill me?
: I'd rather have it dead in here than be gaurding myself against Morguline. I really would like to enjoy my undead life for at least a month. *she gives him a once over, slight smile to her lips* It's why it's best to just keep it in the family, Hunty. No messes ... that can't be wiped up with a towel. *chuckles, and takes a hard pull from her Chimay*
: Is that a reference to me and Chloe? * Looks at Lane, raising an eyebrow.*
: A positive one, I assure you. *she nods once, and scrubs her smoke out in the ashtray* Trust me, there are some members of this family I would love to get my hands on. *if Rem was about still, she'd've flicked him a glance; almost used to the habitual vanishing, just like everyone else*
: * Looks at Lillie.* The fact that she is my adopted sister and I am with her. Cute kid.
: * Looks at Lane and smiles.* Alright.
: *admires the child in Lillie's arms, bearing a smile of goodwill* Cute indeed.
: * Looks at Lillie.* Saige's I take it?
: *chuckles, liking Lil's 'tude. She makes a holding gesture* May I? I'm Lane, by the way ... LeBeau. Most recently Embraced by Liz ...
: * Mutters.* Gods help us all when she is able to get out of bed.
: I washed when I got half an hour ago ... clothes are always clean ... and no, I have no criminal record, for I was never a part of human society to aquire one. *answers amiably, and forthright*
: Of course she's alright Lill. I mean, who has Liz adopted that didn't turn out to be a decent person.* Remembering he's who he is.* Don't answer that.
: * Chuckles and grins.* Good
: (( We get the point,))
: Thanks ... *she smiles softly down at the child, holding it close to her in the secure nook of an arm. She holds the little guy gently, and brushes a finger across his cheek lightly. She glances up at Lil* What's his name?
: *grimaces* Ethan LeBeau ...? I'm sorry ... but if it wasn't for the family lineage, he'd end up one fo the kids beat every day in the schoolyard, with that kind of pussy-whipped name.
: * Puts the cigar out and pulls out his favorate zippo. Lights it and plays with the fire.*
: I agree
: Gods help us, that would have brought more beatings.
: I would have named him SARS
: No one would fuck with a kid named that.
: Hey, there are some admiral nick names lurking in that. *chuckles a bit, and offers the child back, not wanting to keep him to herself for too long; though she quite agrees with Hunter ...-she bursts out laughing* Oh, that would have flown so well, I'm sure.
: Eather SARS or have had the first name be Fuck and the middle name You.
: *quivers with laughter at Lil's comments* You're not one for husbanding, I wouldn't think, with that mindset.
: * Looks at Lillie.* Correction, this world is the result of allowing incompitent dolts to run it.
: Lillie, you better pray that I only get to name the daughters.
: * Mutters.* Ash is whipped like a nigger back in 1790.
: (( Mind the racial comment. Neather Hunter nor I am raciest towards one race. We both hate every race and religion equally.))
: *admires this charming family dicourse, she feels more than a little out of place, having no real knowledge of the family history, and not wanting to spoil their fun, she quietly slips off her barstool, hoping to get away without noticing; slipping towards the nearest window, located near Morguline's corner*
: * Looks at Lane.* Where are you going?
: ((* Notices the time.* Holy fuck, I've gotta go. It's three am here and I need to wake up at 9:30 am.))
: ((* Notices the time.* Holy fuck, I've gotta go. It's three am here and I need to wake up at 9:30 am.))
: ((Thanks Court. * Returns the blown kisses.* Nighty night))
: (Caio.)
: ((Caio))
: *she pauses in mid-step, and looks back at Lil, with a slight shrug* I used to be one of those creepy things. I can deal if he comes around. *turns partially back towards her and the kid*
: (*tired, dammit, tired*)
: * Hunter just simply disappears in a puff of mist.*(( What ever, I am tired and can't spell Italian properly to save my ass.))
: * Gone.*
: *smiles some, hands in her pockets, staying standing where she is* Oh, mom's blood has done its corrupting job well. I just try and keep it under wraps.
: *she laughs good-naturedly, and plops herself indian style down on the floor before her* If I wasn't a good and proper daughter, I think I might try to ... convince dear old papa to take a long, long walk with me some night. *flashes a bright, 'i could be innocent, but it's so hard' smile*
: *laughs and rolls her eyes* A good many a spanking, if you ask me. But there's a charm to that arrogance, no? I hear he's a terrible flirt.
: *sits by the lake her feet in the water as she sits on a bolder watching the night sky*
: * Lets himself down from the sky in silence, resting on the edge of the roof, overlooking the lake... black wings wrapped tightly around him... *
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: *stands at the front door of the place infront of her name, hands tucked in her pockets, smoke dangling loosely between her lips. She watches as Lillie passes, smile coming to her lips* 'Evening, Lillie.
: *struts her fine self over to the bar, in one of those 'moods', glancing around the empty place. Sneaking behind the counter, she searches for something to get her snot-faced ..hell, if she could*
: *settles for a little peppermint shnopps - can no longer spell, for the record - and snags a shot glass, head tilted at Lil* Good dog?
: *takes a shot of her liquor, pours another, and offers it up* C'mon. Help me with this bottle. I'm determined to empty it.
: (*is ashamed to admit she has a tatu song stuck in her head ..*)
: Back of, babe. *snickers at Court* He's mine ... *giggles and grabs her bottle, nearly jogging for him, arms going right tightly around his waist* How ya been, love?
: *closing the bottle, she tosses it at Lil, hopin' she can catch* I got somethin' better now, anyway. *leans into the little kiss, tongue caressing his lips* I'm wonderful. I'm glad you're well. Wanna take shots with Lil n' I?
: 'kay. *takes his hand firmly in hers, keeping him close .. - not the least to admit that she's completely head of heals for the boy. Leads them back over to Lil, and snags two more shot glasses* I propose a game of Dynasty Shots. You all know what those are?
: First we'd need a TV, and an old 70's soap opera. Everytime someone gets punched, we gotta take a shot.
: In a suite. So whose room we piling into? *leans into Carter, slipping an arm around his waist, and snuggling close* Oh, c'mon, doll. The liquor makes them fun. And then even the cheesiest love scene gets you all horny. It'll be swell-ness. *wavies to Ash, 'cause she didn't yet*
: C'mon. *saunters off toward a room, four shot glasses n' a bottle*
: *didn't saunter off ... kisses Lil back* 'kay. Have fun you two! *snickers, and then saunters off*
: *turns to face him once they're in the hall, and wraps her arms around his waist, continuing to walk, backwards now* I don't really want to drink now that you're here. *gazes up into his face, smile twitching her lips*
: *laughs lightly, and rests her forehead on his chest* You flatterer. *at her room, she tugs him in by the hands, kicking the door shut* You know I'm madly in love with you right?
: Oh, really? *gives him a teasing smile, and grabs him by the lapels, or where they would be if he were in a suit .. dragging him toward the bathroom* You're a dirty boy, and need a good cleaning.
: (*thinks they're all lucky sonovabitches n' is openly jealous. har.*)
: I don't know ... I think it might be funner to get you a little more dirty. *she lets him go, and turns, leaning over the tub, swirling on the taps*
: (*blows kisses back* have fun-ness!)
: *leans into the kiss, hooking her arms around his shoulders, sliding a leg up along his until it's hooked around his waist*
: *she closes the bathroom door with her foot, and you can guess the rest*
: * Sits in the libary, reading a book.*
: * He smokes a cigarette while he reads up on Judeo-Christian demonology.*
: * He ashes into a near-by ash tray as he continues to read, liking the silence but at the same time bothered by it.*
: *slaps an icon up there. At the beer cooler, she grabs a Chimay and opens it on the side of the cooler, metal tink as the cap whirls off into the trash. She lifts the drink to her lips, glancing about idly. No surprise, no one's here. Place seems more and more dead lately. She sighs a bit, and heads back to her booth, returning to the aformentioned position, and her book*
: (ehhh ..)
: *sits on the stairs, hands tucked within the folds of her dress. She leans heavily against the stone balistrade, eyes closed, black hair, knee-length, is caught beneath her rear and flooding around her form like an inky veil. She breathes lightly*
: Art, hm? Do you paint? *nods slightly in acceptance of the invitation; she moves toward it, long blond hair curling around her body, nearly concealing it. She sits, and slides herself around nearly to the bend, yet not quite*
: *she leans forward, elbows on the table, holding her face between her palms* Surrealism is the purest form of art, if you ask me .. *spoken idly; finding it hard to concentrate with him so near. She sighs lightly, eyes drifting over the room, and back to him, in a circut*
: Nothing, really. Reading a lot, learning ... *she shrugs* Being unfortunately idle. *she tilts her head to look at him steadily* But it does me well to know you are succeeding.
: *eyes close and a delicious shiver passes through her as his lips make contact with her skin; she tilts her head down, to resist the urge to turn her mouth to meet his. She clears her throat; for her, the air is thick* Would you ... like anything to drink? *thinking of some excuse to try and hide her pleasurable discomfort*
: No, no. Let me. You sit. *quickly, she stands before he can, after sliding around the booth to the opposite side* What would you like?
: *makes for the bar, hands curling into her skirts again until she reaches it. She fixes two glasses of water; and searching briefly through the bar equipment, lifts her eyes and asks* Lemon or lime?
: *bites her lip, moving back over to him, and setting his glass before him, slipping into the booth; and sliding somewhat near to him. Lemon in both glasses. She steeples her fingers around her glass and stares at the tabletop. Suddenly, murmurs* I missed you, Parke ..
: *she smiles slightly; blushing. She shrugs a bit* I'm always here, somewhere ... Library, mostly, hiding out from the things that go on here ... this place is rarely so quiet ..
: *she admires him, the cascade of his hair and his eyes and his lovely face. She sighs almost dreamily* I would say the same, if you hadn't already. I ... *she trails off; fingers sneak out over the tabletop, lightly brushing his* I was looking for you, at night, sometimes ... it gets lonely here.
: *she feels guilty then, suddenly* No, you don't have to be .. I mean ... *she trails off; and impulsively, her hand reaches up, to push the hair from his face, her small body stretching across the table to reach*
: *shivers softly, thumb tracing across his lips lightly. ample bosom well exposed in her leaning position, torso stretched across the table a bit uncomfortably to reach him; she hardly minds. Smile softens and expression smooths; violet eyes drift down from his face, shyly* .. really? *breathed lightly*
: *she burns to kiss him, yearning to press her mouth against his and loose herself in the mindless desire which builds in her; but she feels ashamed for her want. Biting her lip, she sits suddenly quietly next to him; eyes half-lided as he lifts her chin. She sighs and reluctantly turns her face away, cheeks glowing. She lifts her glass to her mouth, and drinks deeply, trying to quell her emotions. All of this terribly evident on her face, thoughts nearly playing themselves out in her features*
: *her hands curl into the folds of her reddish gown, violet eyes darting to him on occassionaly; she leans back, thick hair falling to cover her face and shoulders in cascades. She sigh lightly, whispering the words* I'm sorry ... I just ... don't want to come off as ...as ...someone who is only seeking your company for a night's pleasures ..
: *she blushes hotly, trying hard not to smile in embarrassment; she ducks her chin to her chest, face bright, beneath her cascade of hair* I ..just ... I hate being alone; and here you are ... and ...I'm trying very hard not to be selfish and want you all to myself, to help get rid of my lonliness .. *her eyes dart to him swiftly, then away; deeply shy and akward, biting her lip as he faces her, nearly leaning closeer to him*
: *she can't restrain herself anymore; suddenly, she moves and presses her small, soft body against his, arms wrapping around his shoulders. She rests her lips against his lightly, before kissing him gently, lips demanding yet yeilding; softest of moans from her throat*
: *her tongue caresses his lips lightly; before she pulls away and murmurs* Parke ... forgive me for being so forthright ... but I want you ... will you have me?
: *she stands and drags him from the booth; leading him away to her suite. Guess the rest, yo*
: *happily gone, yeah!*
: *lingers against his corner, dragging on the cigar between his lips .. wishing some things weren't so predictable - shadowed as he normally is*..
: * Moving around his room, he just finishes packing. He walks over to a table and grabs a pen and paper.*
: * He writes a note that reads...." Chloe, had to go on a business trip to North Carolina, then New York. Will be gone a bit over a week as I am driving the entire way. Didn't wake you cause you seem to be sleeping peacefully....Hunter."*
: *stares over at the opposite corner, eyes half-shut .. an annoyed glare, unblinking - he smokes in silence*..
: * He puts the pen down and leaves the note on the desk. He then picks up his suit cases and walks out the room, shutting the door quietly.*
: * Slowly walks down the stairs, lugging down his baggage. He lugs the suit cases over to the door and leaves them there before heading over to the bar.*
: *blinks once, glancing over at Hunter briefly .. two fingers remove the cigar from his flawed lips - casts it into the fireplace*..
: * Sits at the bar before pulling out a Camel Light. He lights it and nods.* Yes, she is. Was embraced by Liz the same day I was...or atleast the same day my vampiric side was changed from Malkavian to LeBeau.
: *is tempted to grin..*
: *monstrous, half-armored arms fold over his massive chest .. sending a few glances now and then*.. Sadly...
: * Mutters.* He's the only one of Lillie's kids who isn't a brat.
: Nothing is shaking.. *icy eyes staring out a window, a motionless statue against the combined walls*..
: * Smokes his cig before going around behind the counter and getting a bottle of Miller Lite.*
: * Walks back to his seat and opens the bottle. Sips it before looking at Zak.* I am taken. But atleast you are over your crush on Remy.
: *contemplates the origin of the word "scrumpdidlyumpsious"*..
: *cracks a short smile .. has to*..
: Night Randal.
: * Shrugs.* Don't know, don't want to know.
: *doesn't seem to be the type of guy who watches television .. he's more like that guy who rends and tears things about because he has anger issues*.. "Usstan daewl usstan gumash elgg klezn lueth naut tlu yvalm natha waele kultar..." *muttered to himself in his husky, deep voice*..
: Not to speak ill of my dad, but I was his friend before I was his son. He most likely does have a gerbil up there.
: Why does that sound so wrong....
: *continues to stare out the window, eyes narrowed*..
: I would not know...I am only guessing.
: I mean, he's married to Liz, and anyone who willingly takes me into their family must be eather extreamly kinky, missing a bolt or two, or both.
: I don't know. I've heard the same thing though.
: Lets pretend it is. Makes things more entertaining for us all..
: * Looks at Morg and raises an eyebrow.*
: I rather not, the thought of Remy fucking is something that I can do without. * Chokes on his own spit as he looks at Zak.* I've just got one thing to say to that....NOT EVEN BEALZUBOB CAN GET ME TO FUCK REMY!!!!!!
: ((* Must check the spelling for that demon's name,*))
: * Checks his watch as he gets up.* But I must be off now. I've gotta drive down to Charolet North Carolina. As for Ash, I can't remember if I did. But if I did, then he must not have been that good in order for me to forget.
: * Looks at Lane.* Later sis.
: *unfolds his arms, lighting another cigar .. just listening at the time passes..*
: * Walks over to the door, picks up his suit cases, lugs them to his supped up boat of a car and throws them in. He gets in, starts up the engine and drives off.*
: * Gone.*
: *Jumps up to the roof to sit*
: Something not sexual, I hope. I have my sanity to maintain... *exhales*..
: Perhaps a fight to the death would be more suitable for the occasion. *spoken casually, ashing off to the side*..
: Maybe if he just beat with with something blunt and hard then? Hmm.
: *shrugs his broad shoulders, eyes never leaving the window*..
: I have my own personal way of releasing my stress. See previous comments.
: *ashes again, shifting lightly against the walls*..
: *tosses another cigar into the heath, gaze returning to the room at the Taint leaves it*..
: (Hahaha.)
: *anyways .. gone*..
: *she squats on the roof, legs dangling over the edge. Green eyes peer mildly about, and she enjoys the feel of the breeze against her skin and hair. She sighs slightly and chews her lip in silence*
: *eyes drift mildly down toward the approaching Carter. She smiles softly, but her eyes are darkened by some deep, troubling upset. She considers going to greet him, but not just yet. She's not in the right frame of mind. She watches him in silence, enjoying the dark*
: *she quietly slips back to the stairwell, footfalls soft. She drifts slowly down the stairs, sighing lightly, mind bogged. Shoulders a little slumped, head somewhat bowed, she makes down the hall toward the parlor, coming from the opposite direction of Carter*
: *eyes downcast, she can hear him, but isn't sure where he might be; perhaps already in the parlor. She steps in, eyes lifting briefly; they're sad and dulled. She spots Carter and smiles, but only a little. She pushes a hand through her hair and sighs*
: *looks to her and smiles, looking in her eyes.... Frowning he moves over to her..* what's wrong? * he asks gently, concern written on his face.*
: *bloody tears in her eyes* I don't know. I love being a LeBeau, and being your lover, and everything about my life. But I've been missing Gaia, and it hurts.
: * looks as if he would cry for her.* I'm sorry...... * he's no clue what to say... and feels like beating himself for not being a help... he gently wipes the blood tears away..*
: *she shakes her head, and pushes his hand gently away, taking it into her own. She shrugs* I'll get over it. So how're you? *she gives him the once over* Been doing some travelling?
: I'm alright..... *he says, watching her.. nodding to the travalling* yeah, I don't like cars so I just walk everywhere... * he shrugged.. at least when sweaty he doesn't smell..*
: *she smiles* Come on. I want to calm down, and I want to get you out of those clothes. Let's go get a bath; and I really mean it this time. *genuine, easy smile. Nothing overtly sexual about her tone today. She only wants to be close to him. She tugs him toward the hallway and their suite*
: *smiles and goes with her, and running through his dark hair, eyes watching her kindly..* a bath sounds good actually..
: *she smiles and slips them into her room; door closing* Go on, get undressed. *steps into the bathroom, movements graceful and smooth; she leans over the tub, turning the spigots*
: *kicks his boots off, moving them so they won't get tripped over, and shrugs his dirty shirt off, and moves to undo his pants, which actually in some spots look burned..*
: *she tests the water; not finding it too hot. She pulls a large, fluffy sponge off of a shelf, and a bar of soap. She turns to him, eyes roving over his beautiful body. She blushes; still in awe that she has this man. She motions for him to get in*
: *with his pants off she can see a slash on his leg, all theway along is outer calf muscle, he moves to get in, the dried blood tinting the water some...*
: *she's disturbed by the wound, and forces him to lift his leg so she might get a better look. Garou she used to be, and fighting she's superb at, but she certainly doesn't want her werecat going of and getting hurt* What did this to you? You walked with this? *her tone is demanding and somewhat angry. The scent of the blood invites hunger, as always, but she promptly ignores it*
: *kinda grimaces that she noticed... but how could anyone not.. duh... he kinda looks around the room, not looking her in the eyes..* oh just... some little punk... * not going to mention this punk was another were that wanted to take his sister as his...*
: his mate*)
: *she glares at him, fingers probing the wound lightly. She feels like hitting him, for being so foolish* So you picked a fight, is what you're telling me? *she stands, and steps back into the room; fully expecting him to answer as she searches for something to mend the wound with. A few inches near the deepest center need a stitch* Who was it?
: *winces, damnit prodding hurts he thinks.. with blood gone you can see some muscle, and 1/4 inch more and you'd see bone, though yeah he did walk with it..* No I didn't pick a fight! * growls, softly, if he were cat form ears would be back, whiskers too... he slumps slightly..* he started it.. * he almost pouts.... grown man.. almost pouting..*
: Then you were defending something, right? *pokes her head back around, glaring at him with snapping green eyes. She returns with a needle and durable, thick black thread. She could just heal him, of course, but she'll let him suffer. Tone is tight and upset, clearly*
: *looks at the needle and looks up at her..* you could say so..... * he splashes the water alittle looking at his leg, which is bleeding a little again..* It was my sister I was defending.. * he mumbles, not in the least happy at the look of the needle..*
: *she eases over him, fingers trailing lightly over his neck. She lifts his chin lightly, eyes shimmering with worry. She looks hurt, but can only force a smile* Just promise me you'll be careful next time, okay?
: *she eases over him, fingers trailing lightly over his neck. She lifts his chin lightly, eyes shimmering with worry. She looks hurt, but can only force a smile* Just promise me you'll be careful next time, okay? *she kneels beside the tub, and with a sigh, sets aside the needle and thread*
: Don't worry about it. I'm just being a stupid female. *she ressts a palm against the wound; very lightly, she begins to chant, almost a low, vibrating sound. The wound closes, and she sighs lightly, a little drained for the effort. She dunks the sponge, and gently rests it atop his head, squeezing the water down over him* Carter ... why haven't you found a mate?
: *she wets his hair several time with the sponge, trailing the soft thing down against his neck, and over his shoulders, leaning over the water, which is full; she turns the spigots off, her breats brushing the water lightly; he's shoulder deep. She brushes a few strands of hair behind his ear* I don't know how it is for werepanthers, but for Garou, for most us, mating is crucial to keep the Race strong. I would think one as strong as you are, as poweful, would have settled down with your mate by now.
: *it's hurting her to say all of this; she hates that in either life she could have never given him that. She's come to a decision ..*
: *wakes up slowly, her messy red hair in her face. A sheet is wrapped around her otherwise lovely naked body*
: *sprawled like a guy, she hangs half off the bed, blankets draped over her hips. Brown hair cascades over the bottom sheet like so much melted chocolate; completely zonked. Em does fine work*
: (*whacks fox like the bad boy he is* stay outta dis! *snicker*)
: *rolls around slowly, a little confused about where she is until she sees the fine girl in bed with her then of course she smiles. She sorta slides over and wraps an arm around Lorna's waist and whispers in her ear* hey...
: *pretty oak eyes sqint open, head turning, she peers at Em through her hair for a long moment, before a wide smile signals she recalls the previous night. Her arm comes up, wrapping around her shoulders and pulling her close; tender kiss to the forehead* hey ... sleep ok?
: *nods a couple times* you're falling off the bed.
: *playful glint to her eye, she curls her arm tighter, and rolls off, landing softly on the mound of covers, and ppulling Emily right on top of her* That's fixed now, isn't it?
: ah! *a bundle of limbs and sheets* That is the best problem solving I've ever seen *burries her head in Lorna's neck and nibbles*
: *sighs a bit, contenting in the affection, letting her head fall back, fingers dancing lightly over Em's back, pushing that pesky sheet away* Mm .. thank you ..
: *sits up, straddling Lorna's hips and looks down all precious and messy first thing in the morning-like* I need blueberry pancakes. Would you like to make pancakes with me?
: *she smiles, hands coming to rest on her hips gently, and she shakes her head* Only if I get to make the coffee. *one hand snakes up and tugs on one of those lovely red locks*
: It would be best if you did. I can't make coffee for shit. People like me keep coffee houses in business. *stands up, but still has one leg on either side of Lorna's hips. She holds out a helping hand* c'mon.
: *admires the view very openly for a moment, before grabbing a hand and lifting herself up, shaking out brown hair; has that annoying hair, that's so straight it's always perfect. She reaches up and hooks Em's chin between her fingers lightly* I used to work at a Starbucks. I'll make you the best cup of coffee you've ever had.
: *leans her trapped chin forward just a little so she can kiss Lorna's nose* I'll make it worth your while... *drops her a little wink before going on the quest to at least find her panties and shirt... not EVERYONE gets that special view*
: *she sighs lightly; that contented sigh. She surfs through the bedding to find her tee and panties, too; never did like to dress after a night like that* Already have, darlin'.
: *laughs softly, having to dig under the bed for her panties, the shirt is still MIA though* Don't tell me that. I was looking forward to it.
: Oh, well. *snatches up a shirt, and dangles it for her; it's not hers. Holding it out, she continues the hunt using her feet to move the bedding around* You can always make it worth my while again. I certainly wouldn't mind. *soft snicker8
: *snatches the shirt from Lorna's hand and slides it on and is plenty dressed* I wouldn't either.
: *finding similar attire, she snatches up Em's hand and tugs her gently toward the kitchen via the parlor*
: *allows herself to be tugged away. There's a bit of dance in her pantless steps to the kitchen*
: ((el pauseroony))
: *she smiles to herself, and pulls Em against her, arm slipping around her waist* So what happens if they don't have any food in this joint?
: then we'll put 'very unsatisfactory' on the comment card. *gives Lorna a playful bear hug as they just kinda burst through the kitchen door* if it was that great anyways, then there would be a chef making pancakes and we wouldn't have even had to get out of bed.
: *giggles and kisses her gentle-like, before giving the kitchen a harsh once-over* Well, it'll do ... but you're right. We should be lounging around on silk and down, instead of prancing in our panties to cook. *slow smile* Though that's not such a horrible thing.
: nope. *rubs the back of Lorna's thigh with just the very tips of her fingers* lets get this show on the road before I turn into a beast.
: *giggles and thwacks Em on the rear, a good, loving tap, before scooting over to the pantry. Shovels out flour, and other necessary ingredients, chewing on her lip thoughtfully, and putting it back on the shelf* I forgot. You're the cook. I can't cook at all. *snatching up the cheap generic coffee, she scoots to the coffee maker*
: *chuckles softly* not even pancakes *goes over and gets the necessary ingredients for the pancakes, including blueberries, then turns on the stove... of course leaning over to check the heat*
: Nope. I've been caught burning water. *since the coffee's cheap, she uses twice the amount she normally would for a full pot; sprinkling a bit of salt with it to keep the bitterness at bay, producing a smooth and easily drinkable cup. Snapping the filter closed, she grabs up the pot and mosies to the sink to fill it with water*
: *measures and mixes, checking out Lorna out of the corner of her eye because there's nothing cuter than a woman making coffee half-dressed*
: *cronically chews her lip, too, adding to that oh-so-cute look she has in the mornings, heavy hair falling back over her shoulders as she pours the water, hits the magic button, and sets the pot back. Proceeds to move from cubbord to cubbord, searching for coffee mugs* (*pardon lack of spelling skills this evening, puhlease*)
: *pours some of the batter on the hot skillet with a satisfying 'hiss'* I have to be out of here in about an hour... to move into my apartment and make sure the movers don't ruin my stuff.
: *she nods, hiding a frown. Finding cups, she asks* Well, do you want any help? *offering herself up, of course* How do you take yours, by the way?
: uh. black. nope... well.. I need a *makes a flipping motion with her hand because she can't remember what the thingy is called to flip the pancakes* do you see one?
: *reaches into a conviniently placed utensil holder and snatches up a spatula, tossing it at her* I like a woman who can take real coffee. *which has brewed, and thankfully turned out as black as she likes it. Dark and suspicious looking. She pours two black coffees, and saunters over to Em, holding hers for her. Rests her chin on her shoulder and watches her work wonders* It looks so easy ... but I can never manage to do it.
: *flips the pancake... and is just so awesome that it doesn't splat all over like a dead spider... and one handed even while taking a sip of coffee* mmmm no woman can beat you and this coffee. *leans over and gives her a soft kiss, the taste of the coffe still on her lips*
: *presses gently into the kiss, idle hand drifting up her left arm. Breaks it when she smiles* I told you so. *taps her lightly on the nose, and moves away to find a couple of plates and some eating utensils*
: *makes pancake after pancake until she has a nice stack of about 10 or so, then she quits because any more would just get cold anyways* wha-la!
: *claps her hands, and mosies with two plates, two napkins, and forks* Plate 'em up and I'll bring the coffee and butter and stuff out. *shoo's her toward the door, and busies herself finding accessories to their meal*
: *does as commanded and keeps the pancakes company at the table...waiting very patiently considering there's pancakes involved*
: *comes out with a silver tray, bedecked with individual butter dishes, kniives, forks, and the consumate bottle of syrup; which she had enough sense to heat up, 'cause it's just yummier that way. Caraff of coffee, too. She seats herself and sets her things down, smiling* If they taste as good as they look and smell, I'll be in heaven twice in a few short hours, thanks to you.
: If I were wearing pants, I'd think you were trying to get into them *loads up her pancakes with too much butter, but a little less syrup that what may be expected*
: *no butter for her, just a good douse with the syrup* Hey, if you were wearing pants, it'd be all the fun of getting you out of them again. *rolls a pancake up, and stabs the middle with her fork, lifting and letting it drip a moment; before being very uncouth and biting nearly half of it off*
: *cuts hers and loads the fork up with bites that are much too big for her mouth, but shovels them in anyways so that her cheeks bulge way out*
: *reaches over, and pokes her cheeks playfully; not hard enough to make her spit her food, but close. She takes another massive bite herself, leaning back in her chair. Washes it down with a large gulp of coffee*
: *munches and munches, but definately can't come anywhere near finishing them* I think I made too much *leans back in her chair with the coffee cradled in her hands*
: *nods, and sips her coffee again. She lifts a wrist, as if to look at the time, recalling her mentioning an hour; finds it missing - of course, who knows where it was flung to last night - and glances for a clock; spotting one, she frowns* If you want to make it back to the city in time, I think you're going to have to go soon.
: *takes a stab in the dark* I could kinda use some help with like... decorating and painting if you don't have anything fun to do...
: (*just really, really, really hates fucking icons. really does*)
: ((*uses 'em or Pres bitches*))
: *bright, big smile. She shakes her head* Nah, actually ... I only came here 'cause I heard it was a happenin' place ... turns out I was right. *drops a wink, and nods* Sure. I love to paint, actually. *glances at the dishes, and grins slyly* I say we just leave them. I don't think this place has lived up to its reputation outside of the fine people it plays host to. *that fine person being Em, of course*
: *raises a brow and smiles, flattered of course, but keeps it on the down low* well... make sure you put that on the comment card. Leave the fucking dishes, but I can't leave my bag it's still upstairs.
: All right then, let's go get that bag of yours ... that naught, naughty bag. *chuckles, and offers her hand* C'mon.
: Well *slips her hand into Lorna's and drags the poor girl up the stairs, wanting to get outta here and to her new place with this woman as soon as possible* it was a little nice to use it all on someone other than myself *bursts through the door and... of course, finds her pants just behind the door*
: *releases Em long enough to dress and find her watch; leaving the room a complete mess, of course. She waits by the door for Em to gather her things* You have a car, right? 'Cause I took a cab up here.
: *smirks, but has her back to Lorna... her car is her baby, but she wants to surprise her with it* uh yeah. I do.
: Good. 'Cause at this rate, it'll take the damned cab too long to get here. *really has time issues; can't stand to be one minute early or late. She offers up a hand, whenever she's ready*
: ah ha!!! *lifts up her bag, and of course she put the stuff right back in the bag after use... throwing them around an unknown room is just gross. She saunters over and slips her hand into Lorna's* let's blow this joint.
: Faster than a whore with a line. *fingers curl and grip firmly, as they head out*
: *looks over, obviously a little shocked, but impressed none the less by that. She leads Lorna out to her bbbbbeeeeaaaauuuuutiful black 1962 Corvette convertible and slick as can be, just tosses her bag in the back like... it's not some amazing car or anything that she drives... everyone has one, right?*
: *completely stops walking, and stares with wide eyes for a long, loooong time at the beauty before her - the car, of course* Holy shit, Em! That's fucking nice!!
: *opens the passenger door for her* I hope so... I sold my soul for it *winks with that wicked look in her eye that says that she did in one way or another*
: Shit. I would have done the same! *kisses her lightly before slipping in, sighing down into the seat* Oh, my ... so nice ...
: *shuts the door and shimmies over to her own side and slides in, ajusting the mirror a little so that Lorna can see them both in it* and look at how fucking good we look in it.
: *pulls her fingers through her hair, and grins wickedly at Em in the mirror* Let's fly, baby!
: *grins and starts that baby up and flies outta there, flinging dirt and gravel behind them*
: *gives one of those spontaneous yells as they dust off; it's the car, baby, you just can't help it!*
: (*bashes the lurker on the head, for the hell of it ..-sinks back into grumpy shadows*)
: 9*wufs her lurker girl genlte-like* just playin' with ya)
: *sits inside, nevermind how she got there, writing in a note book*
: *struts easily in, smoke dangling from her lips. She glances at Saige; has no clue who she is, mind you, so the whole family intrigue thing doesn't taint her point of view. Makes a tipping of the hat motion* 'Eve'in ...
: *looks up from her work, her eyes are cool, but not all that hostile... yet* Is it already?
: Been that way for quite a bit already, yes. *she would introduce herself, but ... nah. Doesn't want to ruin the marginal comradere yet. She makes for the bar* Can I get you anything?
: *simply shakes her head and looks down at the pages, so if Layne wasn't looking at her, it would appear as if Saige totally ignored her*
: *yeah, got that blown off feeling. Oh, well. She snags a beer, nothing fancy, and sits herself at the bar, legs dangling. Muttered* Wish Mom or Daddy Rem were around ... *pops the cap off, and takes a pull* Give me somethin' to do at least ... *turning into one of those people who sit at bars and talk to themselves*
: *caught the muttering, but since she wasn't paying attention, she doesn't know what was said. She looks up again, a little more irritated this time at being interrupted and in her own defense, since Lane was talking and she's the only other person in the room... she assumes she's the one being spoken to* Excuse me?
: *blinks, and turns green eyes on Saige* I wasn't talking to you. *gives her a once over, studying closely* Was just wondering if Daddy Rem might be comin' in tonight. *turns away again, as if turning her back, and pulls again on her beer. Would cry into if it wouldn't make it bloody* Or Lillie even. She was nice to me.
: *laughs softly, but it's not all that pleasant of a sound* Oh, I bet she was.
: *brows twitch in something of a frown, and she glances back over her shoulder* You got something against Lil?
: Sometimes *taps her pen on the page*
: Huh. *she's a LeBeau, not always considerate, and not always kind. She slips from her stool and scoots over toward the jukebox, fishing in her pocket for a few loose bills*
: Just kick it *tucks her feet up under her, which are bare since her boots are tossed in front of her, and flips through some pages*
: *blinks, and does just that; kicks it. It hums up, and she chooses no particular song; seeking only noise so she doesn't have to think about Gaia and her abandonment* What're you working on?
: So that you can pretend to care in order to strike up some meaningless conversation? *said in a flat, monotone voice as if it's a well-thought out response*
: I'd be lying if I said no. But pardon the attempt at common courtesy, Saige. *the name slithers off her tongue, like a curse nearly* I recognize you as Lil's brat. *muttered mildly ..no real venom in her voice. No energy for it*
: Well, I forgot my gold stars at home... forgive me. *doesn't really have much venom in hers either... just flat bluntness*
: We all have our fuck ups. *returns to her seat at the bar, and nurses her beer intently, eyes no where in particular* Doesn't mean we should be held hostage because of them.
: No. I'd say not. *waves her hand a little, but her eyes are still downward* and who the fuck are you? You seem to know quite a bit considering I've never even seen you before.
: *she sets her legs atop the bar, crossing at the ankles* I was one of Morguline's flunkies once. Now I'm Liz an' Rem's most recent kid. *pride in that; quite obvioius*
: Ahh... *would normally say something incredibly rude about them, but since Rem-n-Liz saved her life and her son's, she's going to keep her mouth shut for at least a little while* Well, good luck. You'll definately need it in that mad house.
: *she shrugs* Haven't seen Mom since she did the trick n' Dad doesn't even know I'm his kid yet. Hunter's the only sibling I've talked to. Otherwise, I'm completely clueless about the Fam. But with that many kids, it wouldn't surprise me if it's a little nuts.
: They're like rabbits... you just put two together, then the next thing you know they're taking over the world
: *chuckles good-naturedly* So it would seem.
: Quite. *shakes her beer; empty. She slips off her stool long enough to get another* That's exactly it.
: Elizabeth isn't your typical Kindred. And if it wasn't possible, then certainly Morguline himself couldn't have been Turned, only to be 'rescued' by Crystal. *graceful lift and fall of shoulders again* It happened. I have no regrets.
: Lane. *eases back again, feet propped, hands crossed over her stomach*
: My father had a sense of humor. What can I say? *eyes close, and she relaxes intently*
: Hm. No wonder everyone knows about the nitoreous Saige and Cade ... the both of you are grumpy bitches. *tone is mellow and really disinterested, but she keeps it up for spite, perhaps*
: (*still cannot spell ...*)
: I had the privilage of watching the two of you at blows once. I'd say that indeed, there never was, and probably never will be a 'Saige and Cade' ...*voice thickens some, perhaps with malice* I just feel sorry for your kid, having to be torn between families like that.
: That's wise. Gives you ahead start in attempting not to fuck him up. I held him not long ago. He's a sweet lookin' kid. Pity if he turned out like any of you.
: Right here. Don't worry ... she gave me the fifth degree before she let me do so, and she was right there the entire time.
: *adds, casually* She brought him here, of course.
: Your mother.
: *falls silent, chewing on a lip intently*
: Who knows? I think she only did it out of pride. Her grandkid kinda stuff and all.
: Not much, as I pointed out earlier. *pulls on her fresh beer and sighs*
: (*le pauseness*)
: (*back to the action, baby, yeah!*)
: How sweet of you to notice. *she shoots her a harsh glare* But you're one to judge ... if you'd known anything, you would have been merciful on that child and either had an aborotion or given it up for adoption.
: Mmm well ... then you're obligated to that child to make it's life as normal and happy as possible. I wish you much luck with it. *nearly considers going. In fact, she does go* Have a good evening, Saige, and take care of that kid. It might be the one thing that makes you happy. *she stands, and taking her beer, makes her way out*
: *goners*
: * Lets himself down from the sky in silence, resting on the edge of the roof, overlooking the lake... black wings wrapped tightly around him... *
: *sits on a bolder as she watches the water of the lake it rushes over her bare feet her eyes closed*
: * Falls gently from the rooftop, his bare feet moving through the grass quietly... his 'cloak' hanging around him gently... long, ebon tresses dancing in the slow breeze... he moved towards Crystal slowly. *
: *listens to the wind as she tilts her head her long golden blonde hair dances in the wind as the moonlight reflects off of it*
: * His voice was quiet.... unusually sullen... just above a whisper. * ...Crystal....
: *turns her head opening her eyes she smiles and stands starting towards him*Hey I have missed you....
: * Nods slowly as he shifts his weight. * .... I'm sorry... I know how like me it is to disapear for long periods of time....
: At least you are okay*hesitates a moment then leans in and kisses his cheek softly*You are okay?
: * Nods again... hair all askew in his face * ...well... kind of.... I've.... been taking care of Thorne.....
: *blinks and steps back looking at the floor*what happend
: ...well... she.... has rather lost her mind.... * His eyes start to fill.... a tear running down his cheek. * ...my.... Jewel... killed herself....
: *blinks and gently wipes the tear away hugging him*Oh Uriel.....
: * Wraps his arms around her, his wings breaking their facade.... simply hanging limply behind him and, for the first time since he took the form of the Angel of Silence, he actually cries... his face pressed into her neck... * ...I.... I always tried to be there.. for her...
: *gently runs her fingers thru his hair holding him to her*What happend Why would she do this?
: *Being a Theurge, he travels the Umbra quickly. He disappears and reappears behind her, almost instantly. He embraces her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.* Hold on. *In an instant, they're in the Umbra. He lets go of her and falls back onto a chair.* Beautiful, isn't it?
: You've earned the right to see it, even if only once. You've proven to be bound to your culture, and for that, I award you.
: ((reward*))
: You claim to be one of the Garou kind, yet you wish not to Embrace one of the gifts. *He reaches down and taps her on the forehead. They're back in the physical realm.* Little of a Garou you are. *He leaves her on the floor, and goes out the door, slamming it shut behind him.*
: *Gone*
: hello
: ((*peeks in*))
: *wanders cautiously out of the forest....sniffing at the air constantly until she's confident* *wanders across the opening and to the edge of the lake, thru the brush, long grass, and cattails*
: *glances backwards towards the building.....wont go any closer to it if she can possibly help it.* *just sits on the cold ground, wearing a robe with the hood up, cloak folded over her arms*
: *is sitting by the lake, knees pulled up close to her chest. She closes her eyes, listning to the sounds around her.*
: *glances over at the other girl sharing the lake shore with her...knew she was there, isn't oblivious...*
: ((woops..wrong eye color -_-))
: *...and if she looked at Valiery over here, she would probably be a little freaked out....cuz the girl is wearing something resembling a monk's robe, with the hood up....covering most of her bald head and snow-white skin...would be hard for her to see V's red eyes...*
: *but she doesn't look over, just stares at the water, the breeze blowing through her auburn hair.*
: *tilts her head at her a bit....using her gift of Sense Wyrm to see if the girl is tainted...* ((so if she was a skin-dancer, kindred, or a bad person, Val would know.))
: ((...or black spiral dancer..or fomori...almost forgot to mention..))
: ((by bad person i meant fomori......like most bad people.))
: *has a very pail aura, signifying her vamperism, and flickers from grey to a light green every so offten. She lifts her gaze upwards, to the moonlight, blinking a few times*
: pail=pale
: *well it's not an Aura Sense, per-say....but vamp's are tainted, so she see's that* *stands back up, wandering farther away along the shore line*
: *she thinks about new york, and all that she left there. Actually, she only left her love, which-she came to realize, she didn't really love as much as she thought. That was why she left, she needed something more, something that she couldn't exactly comprehend right now, but she knew that she wouldn't find it where she was.*
: *glances back at the leech...has a stinging-distaste for leeches, but now's not a good time, so keeps her distance* *turns around and looks back at the shouting guy*
: *she hears the yelling, and turns her head, still not noticing Valiery. She sees Zachary, wondering who he is talking to. Surly not her..why would he be talking to her?*
: *smirks to herself...a common thing....they always seem chummy until they actually see her...*
: *just kinda stands there, staring quite blankly. wouldn't know, couldn't know...has never stepped indoors her entire life.*
: *just stares at him, finally glancing towards Valiery, noting the hooded robe, then looks back to Zachary* I've never been here before..I'm sorry..I can't help you..
: *turns back around and wanders further down the shoreline...pushing thru the thick brush*
: *wanders back to the forest....quickly dissapearing amongst the foilage*
: *gone* ((you guys can play...im gonna do some editing.))
: *she stands, brushing the dirt from her skirt, and walks towards the building, hands glasped behind her back. She glanced around as she walked, soaking in every detail about the place.*
: ((later hun))
: (( meant that for Valiery lol))
: *manages to find the parlor, and walks in, her eyes darting around the room curiously, also looking for anyone at all that could give her information as well about a room. She thought it would be a good idea to stay here for a while, maybe find a job or something. Think of it as a long term vacation*
: *looks over to Zachary, startled to find him talking to her.* um..yea I guess. I've never been here, and well..just thought it be nice to take a vacation. *smiles sweetly, her bright blue eyes sparkling*
: ((yes, Abhorsen Chylde))
: *she walks over to the bar, and just sits down, not wanting a drink, just needing to soak in the place*
: ((sorry Talib..but that made no sence to me..o_O))
: *she leans back against the bar, sighing lightly, her eyes glancing up towards the ceiling, thinking of him again.*
: ((ok then..in that case*shuts her trap*))
: *looks back to Zachary, thinking to herself "I look under the weather?" She just smiles reasuringly* I'm fine..but..thank you for the concern..I suppose..
: *can smell it from where she is, and wrinkles her nose. She shakes her head in responce to his offer, and looks back to the ceiling, not really knowing why*
: *she sighs, tilting her head some, slowly letting her gaze drift down to the floor, and it stays there..maybe she was under the weather..*
: *stands by the lake, having had a break from his endless training and battles - some time to reflect, and a specific thought crossed his mind..*
: *August's body is not in the lake it has been taken and hidden*
: (Fucking bunk.)
: (Masterful roleplay was reversed by shit that wasn't even posted in the room. That's just fucking wrong.)
: (August, if you're around, IM me...)
: *walks to the lake and wades in after 20 mins she comes out a body in arms and walks towards the tavern seeming to disappear into the darkness of the night*
: *sits on a stool at the bar sipping her wyne the body in a room upstairs safe and sound*
: *sips her wine quietly and turns to look at him*I think I found something of yours......
Talib mutters someting under his wet tongue as his dark figure fades back from the spirit realm. He boots make there mak on the soft grass between the tavern and the lake yet again. The Garou isent much different from the last time people has seen him, the few buttletholes in his trench has grown slightly if you remeber n take times to look. Much to a fews dismay this wolf is still alive. Running a finger along his eyebrow he looks apon the taven with mind intrist. "Nosferatu's..... ah they are.."
: *flips a picture of august at his feet she is like a prune her clothes soaked in blood*I saw you with her
Talib gives a toothy grin as he walks towards the taven.
: I removed her from the lake seems she got in a fight with someone and he/she put her into torpor. I retreved her after watching the servalance and remembered seeing you with her so I called she is upstairs in one the suites
: nothing I saw someone in need I figured she must be a friend of yours and thought you could help her is all thought maybe you would like to know where she was. I will bring you to her if you like*stands there sipping her wine wearing a red velvet dress it is tight at top like a corsett her ample chest very much visable and shown off the bottom flows out around her like a ball gown*
Talib slowly lets the grin fade away as he walks up to the door "Nosferatu and the one who spurs Nosferatu.. they say" Talkt to himself softly before he opens the door. With his booths making a noteable impact on the floor he walks over to a booth, looking around n noting the two inside.
: *places the glass down and heads down the hall and up the spiral staircase to the 3rd floor she walks down the hall and to the last room on the right she unlocks it and walks in there on the bed is August in fresh clean clothes and washed up a but her wound bandaged and cleaned*
: *sits in a chair and watches quietly*
Talib herms as they slip from view. Sitting down on the booth seat he rests his arms on the table. A sigh slips from his slips.
: ((*puts icon up*))
: *Came stocked, but more for the case that it was a trap. Now that he doesn't need them, is more than willing to give August enough to get her out of the frenzy, and out of reach of the Beast.*
: So is she your child then?
: *drinks as much as he has, needing all of it to sustain her*
: ((woops wrong color))
: No. She's my son's wife. Daughter-in-law.
: Well then I shall leave you to tend her*stands and walks for the door*Be safe
: My safety is not prime concern. *Watching August closely*
: Then i would get her to your home the one she messed with wont be pleased she is safe now
: She will be returning home with me, once she is coherent enough to speak.
: *once she is finished, her eyes return to normal, and she looks around, confused..the last thing she rememberd was..* Morguline...*she hissed, staring off into a corner*
: Then both of you be well*smiles softly and then goes*
: Your name is what? *Talking to August. Making sure she didn't lose herself in the frenzy*
: *looks up at him, blinking* Lupyn? *looks to the woman* I know you..*looks between them*..what..what is going on?
Talib tilts his head as he pulls a flask from his trench. After a few sips from it he returns it to where he got it from. "Silence.. yes silence.."
: What is your name? Who are you?
: *stares up at Lupyn* Lupyn..you know my name..August..I'm married to your son..*pauses*..Chris..*her eyes look sad all of a sudden*..where is Chris?
: Home. Where we're going. *Picks her up, carrying her in a fashion verging on over the shoulder, but not entirely*
: *is carried, still confused as hell.*..I shouldn't have faught him..I'm surprised he didn't kill me..*recalls back to her most recent memories of what happend*
: Well, don't obsess over it. Which reminds me. You haven't yet seen my home. Ah well. There's a first time for everything. *Carries her out of the bar, and off toward home*
Talib fades off ((Got work tommrow, nigh))
: *stands infront of some wall in Em's living room, with a violet-colored paint roller in her hand. White painters overalls with a black clingy tank beneath, hair twirled messily up on her head. She rolls intently, humming the slightest as she paints away*
: *is up on a ladder with a brush doing trim work in the same room. Her silver/gray eyes cast slowly down at Lorna and suddenly an evil grin comes over her lovely face that would put the Grinch to shame. Her arm extends and she holds the paintbrush out to drop turquoise paint on Lorna's head*
: *she feels the glop of paint settle in the bouncy, loose fluff of her tied up hair; she scowls playfully, and whirling, shakes her full roller at Emily, shivering violet specks all over her* Naughty girl!
: AH! *holds her hand out, but at the same time tries to not fall off the ladder. Paint is splattered all over her bare legs, cut off short shorts and baggy gray t-shirt* It was an accident!
: Oh, riiiiight. I was far enough away that I know you had to lean over! *giggles and stops the shaking, taking a step back and appraising Emily if she were a piece of art* Well .. the purple adds that surreal aspect to the subject ... ah, and against that red hair and those snapping eyes ... she looks to be a dragon ... *eyes glint with mirth, and she smiles slyly*
: *slowy climbs down from the ladder and turns like a super model, still holding a little tub of paint and the brush* get a good look *sets the tub of paint on a ladder rung, but slaps Lorna playfully on the cheek with the still loaded paint brush*
: HEY! *she looks quickly around - thank goodness the carpets are covered in plastic! - and snatches up another trim brush; dipping it in dark blue, she flings the still-dripping pain at Em from a few feet away, paint splattering across her face. She giggles madly* Hee ...
: *turns to avoid being hit, but only gets nailed all down the back of her. She is laughing heartily when she turns to retrieve the little tub of paint she had just set down and flings the paint (not the whole cup at all because that's just mean) at Lor* Oh darling, that is definately your color
: *she laughs and half-turns, paint coating her arm and half down her leg; she advances on Em and scooping a palmful of the purple oozing off her arm, rubs it all over her face* Oh, but I insist, it's so much better on you!
: *sputters while trying to breathe and laugh at the same time as she's smothered with paint* Ok... ok... I give up! I surrender!
: *she wipes the bulk of paint still on her hand on her overalls and giggles, leaning in and giving her a little peck on the lips; coming back smudged with purple. Affectionately, she reaches a thumb and drags it across her lips, removing the paint* Can't have you swallowing that and getting sick. *smiles, flurries of brown hair drifting about her face*
: *reaches behind her as Lor kisses her and grabs the glue that she'd gotten out to repair some of the trim, pulls open Lor's shirt and squirts the glue straight down it* sucker...
: You little punk ass bitch! *she snatches the glue out of her hand, and tugging the band of Em's pants out squirts them full, before snapping them back and giving the oozing spot a good, hard squish, right at her crotch*
: Oh.... oh... gross *makes a thoroughly disgusted face as that's probably the most uncomfortable thing she's ever felt in her life. She very slowly unbuttons her shorts and slides them down*
: *snickers, completely unsympathetic, and unhooks her overalls to pull her shirt up and off; using what's not glued to wipe at the excess oozing between her cupped breasts. She pouts prettily* Aw ... this was my best Vicki's! *meaning the bra, of course*
: *turns her sopping shorts inside out and whacks Lor with the glue covered side* Well, I'd probably have broken it eventually anyway. I'll get you a new one, though
: *unitalicizes.... pft. didn't mean to do that)
: Psh. Don't worry about it. Just a bra; rather not wear it anyway. *one of those 'do you dare me' looks, as she slides one strap down, then the other, shimmying her hips lightly in a bit of a dance, grinning*
: *chuckles softly and doesn't say anything, but definately encourages this... behavior if you will... with her eyes*
: *sticks out her tongue and snaps the straps back on* Only if you come take a shower with me before this glue sets. Otherwise, doll ... you're going to have a serious mat in that pretty red carpet of yours. *chuckles lightly*
: *just drops the shorts on the plastic covered floor and smirks* after you.
: *she scoots down the long hall towards the master suite and the bathroom within, swiveling her hips and shaking her ass gently as she goes in a tease, reaching back to unsnap the clasp of her bra expertly, straps the only thing holding it up; overalls slink ever-lower on her hips, exposing dusky skin*
: *of course she notices the hot ass shaking in front of her and she can't help but expose it. Her hands reach out and unbutton the little buttons on the sides of Lor's over alls, because all overalls have those, hoping to make them slide off*
: *wiggles her hips to make that task difficult for Em, but they pop loose and the white fabric slides off; ass isn't covered by much, little thong line and there you have it. She presses her hands on the exposed skin and feigns embarrassment* Em! You've pantsed me! *hurries off into the bathroom, prancing*
: Nonsense! They're just faulty *hurries after her, a little less prancing however because she's also trying to pull her shirt off at the same time... and she isn't wearing any Vickie... she isn't wearing anything at all. She tosses her shirt at Lorna* heads up!
: *ducks, watching the shirt soar past her. As she ducks, she removes the burden of the thong, turning to fling them at Em's face* Shower, or tub?
: *gets biffed in the face with a thong, quite intentionally mind you* Shower for sure. I don't really want to marinade in these chemicals and ruin your lovely skin.
: Mmm ... true. *she flicks on the shower, hot water all the way and cold water half; the perfect combitation. She raies her hands and beckons with a mock-seductive glare* Come into my arms, mah dah-ling .. *bad Dracula immitation, as she tries not to smile*
: *does smile. A huge grin as her painted sticky self slithers and slides right into Lor's arms where she sticks because of the glue that Em had squirted down Lor's shirt*
: *she wraps her arms tight and steps them into the shower, presing her hips so they stick together smoothly; leaning to kiss her gently as the steam envelops them, giggling a little*
: *reaches up as she is kissed and removes whatever is holding Lorna's hair up, then she runs her fingers through the beautiful black hair so that the water saturates it* mmm I'm glad I started a paint fight.
: *bites gently at Em's bottom lip and tugs it out, snickering* I knew you started it ... *she leans into her caressing hands, trailing her hands down Em's shapely back, coming to rest just above her ass, pressing her closer*
: (brb)
: Figured it would be a fun way to get you naked and wet. *still runs her fingers through Lor's hair, getting the paint out before it sets*.
: *she scrubs her fingers lightly against Em's face, rubbing off pain, one hand slipping down to pull at clumps of glue gently between her fingers, trying not to snag the tender hairs*
: *smiles softly agains Lorna's lips* I think it's a lost cause. I should just shave it off
: *leans into her mouth in a tiny kiss, sort of pouting* Aw ... well ... all right ... *finishes rubbing the paint from Em's face, the water running purple and blue. She rubs her eyebrows gently with her thumbs to remove any specks* Do I get to help? *purred gently*
: *reaches behind Lorna to pluck her razor from the little holder on the wall and hands it to her. It's one of those super slick ones that you can't cut yourself on because of the protective wire guards and all that stuff. She holds it up and wiggles it a little* Go to town, baby doll.
: *she eases Em up against the shower wall, and kneels best she can, fingers probing at her inner lips, teasingly* Spread 'em, baby.
: Do you have a warrant? *smirks, but does as commanded* Don't shave off anything that you'll miss sucking on.
: *laughs outright, and grabbing a bar of soap - lather be damned - she froths up the area, nice and foamy and slick* Not like I've never done this before, baby doll ... *just to be safe, she pinches that succulent little ball between finger and thumb to pinpoint it, fingers drifting idly of her lips, as she makes the first slow swipes*
: *gasps pretty intensly as she's pinched, but steadies herself even though it's not easy, but she doesn't want to be a moving target* oh yeah? A sweet little thing like you?
: *grins slowly, clearing red hair off the blade with a tap and a quick rinse, and resuming; clearing the longest length smoothly* Now do you want fuzz, lover girl, or baby smooth? *purrs the words, giving another pinch of her fingers*
: *squeels as it's obvious who's got the upper hand now and it isn't herself.* mmmm *dreamy voice* surprise me.
: *chuckles at her little noises, encouraged by them* I'll leave you a little fuzz ... that way it's not as itchy when it starts to grow back. She leans in briefly before making the final sweep and wraps her tongue around that little nook briefly, giving it a tiny pull with her lips before releasing it*
: *has even more trouble keeping herself steady.... there's a stunning brunette chewing on her clit for christsakes!* oh... oh you rotten little tease.
: Yum-yum ... *tongue drags across her lips as she smooths over the final fuzz, making sure it's as even as possible. Tossing the razor behind her, she grips Em's hips firmly, and takes her clit right back into her mouth, sucking it from its little hood, tongue swirling as lips work gently*
: *gets brave and takes one hand from the wall of the shower to embed into Lorna's hair, then makes a fist, possibly pulling hair. Her eyes are closed and the water runs down her face, dripping down*
: (brb!! sorry!)
: ((*chills... and flirst with a boy believe it or not*))
: *suckles intently, one hand snaking around her guzzling mouth to slip two fingers inside of her cunt, swirling them gently, moaning at the tug of her hair, welcoming it*
: *uses the hand full of hair to pull Lorna's head back a little* you're going to drown, pussy cat.
: *growls gently and stares up at her with gleaming black eyes* It'd be a sweet death, dollface ...
: *slides her finger tips over Lorna's cheek, then cups the preacious precious face in her hand* then who would I throw paint at?
: *eyes soften gently, and she rises to her feet, fingers still inside of Em; she strokes them in and out casually, as if stroking her hair* We'll get a cat ... *spoken with quirked lips, trying not to smile*
: *purrs like a cat* We? *looks down at her, eyes smouldering*
: Mm .. if you'll have me, lovely. *she coaxes her out of the shower, and wraps a towel close around her* Come on. Let's go get the bed wet.
: *has a smile that's somewhere between smug and that stupid dreamy eyed thing* mmm I don't know... you'll have to convince me.
: *chuckles, and nuzzles her cheek lightly with her nose, giving a little shrug* I'll try, Em ... *lifts the towel, and starts to scrub at the red locks, removing water, scooting her way to thoroughly dry each precious inch of skin*
: *traces a finger down Lorna's shoulder as she's being dried off* I love how water sits on skin. It's the most beautiful thing... especially on your skin.
: *she blushes gently, smiling softly as she scrubs at Em's cute tummy and then starts on the legs, nothing but affection in her touch* Mm ... I like it when you're in moonlight. You glow. *she shrugs lightly, beads of water trickling down her shoulder, sopping hair sticking to back and the sides of her head*
: It's because I'm pastey. I look like a goddamned vampire (haha!... at this late of hour, the player thinks that's just too funny) We can go on the roof and mess around if you'd like.
: *chuckles* Only if you want to, dear. *done drying her, she gives her a disapproving look* It's not pastey, it's like creamy snow, that skin of yours. *nods firmly, in a way that means the point isn't arguable. She brings the towel up start mopping at her sopping hair, dark eyes caressing Em's face gently*
: *snags the towel right out of Lorna's hand, for back protection of course* c'mon. I like you wet. *leaves the bathroom and walks out of her apartment stark naked and right on up to the roof*
: *she blinks, and follows hurridly after, reaching to pinch that cute ass as they move up to the roof ...could just massage it all day, that creamy white cricle in her face. She giggles and gives it a quick, stinging slap* Whoo! *obviously quite pleased with herself*
: *tosses the towel down, then Lorna on top of it... gotta keep her girl happy after all... * (*is outta here to have wet dreams 'bout Manda*)
: (*oh yeah! in court dreams tonight! boo-ya! -is all nice n' worked up over court as is ..dreams are gonna be sweet! gone!*)
: *Walking through the Umbra, the Shadow Lord glances around at the surroundings. His eyes linger on a building further in the distance, away from the forest, and he heads toward it in his natural Homid form.*
: *The Garou blood courses through his vains as his Rage builds, Kaine longing for a fight above all else. He sniffs the Umbral air for spirits.*
: *He sense of smell is weak in the Homid shape, and he morphs to Lupus, to get a better feel for the surroundings. A strange spirit is up ahead, inside the large building. One of a Kinfolk, it seems.*
: *He breaks the thick forest barrier and he trots toward the tavern. As he nears the steps, he shifts to his Homid form; feeling much more comfortable, and passes into the physical world, breaking the Gauntlet with ease.*
: *The handsome, black-haired, Shadow Lord steps inside, catching site of the Kinfolk and displaying a cunning smile - one found often throughout the Shadow Lord society.*
: *He follows her in, still smirking. Stopping at the door, he kneels down and slides his hand along the sword's sheath.* Nice blade. Where'd you get it?
: It was crafted by my father. *said absently, lifting a fifteen weight, testing it* Who are you?
: I'm Get. What do you think? *she takes the blade easily in her practiced hand, and with a flick of a wrist, the sheath falls off* That still gives you a dangerous advantage. *green eyes study him coolly* Outside, lest you upset the owners.
: *she scoffs at the bow, and follows him intently; checking her nails almost ildy* So do you always come prancing into taverns you don't know and challanging poeple you've never met to random duels? I hope this isn't to the death, Shadow Lord.
: You want this duel, it's your start. *she digs the tip of the blade into the soil, waiting. Knowing she'll get the shit kicked out of her, but almost relishing the thought* What Rank are you?
: Ah. *she motions for him, almost impatiently, to begin, however he will*
: *she lifts the blade into a defensive pose, and murmurs something lightly; in the Umbra, pools of earth's energy swirl and form around her feet, lancing up her legs like small crashing waves of shimmering power. Fae is at her beck and call*
: * A black supped up Cadillac pulls up into the drive way. It has the engine of a 1976 Ford Mustang and the exhaust of a 1984 Firebird.*
: * Fish-tails into his parking space and shuts it off. Steps out of the car and pulls out two items of baggage. Grumbles to himself as he walks towards the parlor, not liking road trips.*
: * Kicks open the door lightly and walks in. Drops his luggage and pulls out a cig. Lights it and walks to the bar.*
: * Smirks lightly before plopping down onto a bar-stool.* Hey there Aphroditie.
: *leans over and kisses him deeply*MM i missed you. Where did you go?
: * Returns the kiss.* Business road trip to North Carolina, Manhattan, then back to North Carolina.
: It was hell, not only because I had to drive so damn much through BFE but because I could't bring you with.
: ((brb))
: I missed you so very much*kisses him again moving into his lap*You could left a note
: ((Back))
: I did leave a note. I left it the night I left on the desk in our room
: * Returns the kiss.*
: mm well I didnt really look I just knew you were gone and didnt like it*rubs his chest*
: I'm sorry I left without telling you, it was an emergency
: what was wrong?
: Many complicated business deals, a rival cooperation tried to take over one of mine.
: I see and whats did you do
: I took over that coorperation.
: *grins and rubs his chest gently*mmm did you bring me anything home?
: * Walks over to his luggage, opens it, and pulls out a Gisha. Walks back to Sacha and hands it to her.*
: *purrs and runs a hand over it as she looks it over*and this is?
: A japanese Gisha.
: *tilts her head and nods*Well then what do I do with it?
: It's for you. It's for you to wear if you want to.
: *kisses him and purrs wrapping her arms around his neck*mmm I love you
: * Returns the kiss and smirks.* You are only saying that cause I bought you something.
: No I am saying it because i mean it the gidt is just a bonus*winks*
: * Smiles and winks back.* I know.
: **smiles and snuggles intpo him**you dont have to leave for a bit
: * Holds her.* No, I don't
: good i hate it when u leave
: I hate it when I leave also.
: Maybe we can go together on a trip sometime
: No road trips.
: no we can fly
: * Smiles.* Alright, road trips bring out the worst in me.
: We can fly anywhere where should we go?
: Where ever you want.
: *purrs*mmmm i dont know
: Tokyo?
: ok
: *eyes lift immediately toward the door, appraising silently for a long, quiet moment the fellow standing there; unless he's 5'11" or taller, he's shorter than her; her lips quirk in something of a 'I could take him down easy' smile - as her Get-trained mind would first see him, as a target - before returning to her idle knife-oriented passtime*
: *another moment of silent observation, followed by the slightest of annoyed snorts. She eases from her reclined, feet-propped-on-table position and stands, making for the bar*
: *waits for Andre who came in after her to get what he wants to drink, trapped for now behind the bar, holding only a bottle of water. But at seeing the other Garou, she sluffs the water into a back pocket and hops up and over the bar; sidling over in Kaine's direction* Why should I come? You flaked out on our duel, Shadow Lord.
: *she touches her stomach lightly; the wound is generally healed, if she reopens it, the scar might actually look impressive. She only smiles blandly* Like I said, completely cheap shot, and entirely unfair odds. But I would have died with a grin - a fight is a fight, and I enjoy them. So why have you come back here?
: *she touches her stomach lightly; the wound is still painfully tender, and will take another good week to heal to a point where she is completely mobile again; beneath her tank it's wrapped tightly in bandages, and in the Umbra, it can be seen that Fae clings to the wound as a second, supernatural bandage. She only smiles blandly* Like I said, completely cheap shot, and entirely unfair odds. But I would have died with a grin - a fight is a fight, and I enjoy them. So why have you come back here?
: That's hardly going to happen. *she shakes her head; brown hair shivers over her shoulders, streaking down to her rear* You forfeited your right to it when you left abruptly. Null and void at any kind of continuation. And if you insist, you'll get no fight from me now - I don't appreciate getting abandoned. I'll bare my neck in surrender first, before I take up another battle with a dishonorable Shadow Lord - who would rather run off to some business deal rather than finish what he started.
: *voice is cold, and dead serious*
: *Sits quietly (for once) in the lotus-position, resting by the lake. He holds a black juggling scarf in his hands, examining it and contemplating it's worth.* Worthless, as most mementos are... *He whispers to himself, finding the silence unbearable.*
: *He closes his eyes and waves it in a circular shape in front of him, as his Mother instructed when she gave it to him. 'Channel your energy through your fists and wave it like this. Good things shall come, Xiphos...' *He sighs.* Uh-huh, ma. Great advice.
: *Awakening his newly-found Gnosis, he starts to wave it slower. Keeping his eyes and mind blank, he doesn't notice it shimmer before him.*
: (*le icon*)
: *He opens his eyes slowly, spinning the scarf much more quickler. The vibrating silver hue hums slightly. His eyebrows quiver as a smile starts to spread across his face. Between his fingers, the soft, silk material starts to feel harder.*
: Magic user ... *murmured softly to herself; she moves a few feet closer. In her curiosity, unconsciously, the fae swirls up and around her legs; a small, faint line of it coarses along the ground slowly, inching towards him, like a silverish snake of the planet's power; a probe, to determine what it is he's doing*
: *Hearing Rennin behind him, and already tense from the miracle before him, he leaps up; spinning to face her. He points the scarf towards her, but only now it's a black sabre with a silver aura. He raises an eyebrow to her and it.*
: *the probe snaps suddenly to a halt with her brief second of surprise; as quickly as the sabre's thrust in her direction, her own silver blade is held in his. The fae, appearing as the faintest hint of fog around her in the physical, darkens to a deep, throbbing blue; she does not tense, or make any other visible move as to preparing for any attack he might fling at her. Green eyes stare at him, unreadable, and she is silent*
: *The blade falls limp in his hand, with him no longer channeling Gnosis through it. He sighs and pockets it.* Who're you lass?
: *she peers at him a moment longer, before sliding the blade back into its sheath on her back. The fae recedes back onto is pool about her feet, calming to that common silver* Rennin Starweaver. Who are you? *voice is relatively quiet, somewhat withdrawn*
: (*pause ... waits for xiphos' player to sign back on*)
: A traveler from the East. Doesn't matter who.
: ((I'm still here. Had to shut down AIM because it was being a bitch.))
: *cool, somewhat harsh smile* Silent Strider ... *muttered lightly, she crosses her arms over her sore, aching torso and channels fae to the wound, to keep from wincing visibly*
: ((Underworld - 9.19))
: (*dances*)
: *He studies her.* Strong and tough. Hard defenses, twisted smile. Garou, yet your not. You're a Kinfolk, Get of Fenris.
: Am I right?
: ((Lungret has a sexy picture...*Spins around, chanting.*))
: *she's startled by this; obviously so, lips part slightly to retort, but close again in something of a scowl* Twisted smile ... only because we're made that way. *she nods once, to confirm that he speaks the truth. She takes an aching breath, in attempt to sigh, but stops halfway; easing the breath out gently, surpressing a little groan. Shouldn't be standing this long, yet. She keeps her expression blank, to hide it all*
: * a light breeze passes by the lake, and there appears a young looking woman clad in all white, near a large dead oak tree.......Her dark eyes spear through the darkness...*
: (*eye roll at xiphos baby* sheesh ... )
: ((BrB))
: ((That's because Lungret's just so damn sexy that he needs a sexy picture.)) *manuevers through an array of randomly placed, strangely alligned evergreen pine trees on the edge of the orest, stopping to lean against one slowly, forcing a sigh from his long-dead lungs. He stares out over the water of the lake, studying the reflection of the stars before sliding his gaze to meet the others around the area*
: * a light breeze passes by the lake, and there appears a young looking woman clad in all white, near a large dead oak tree.......Her dark eyes spear through the darkness...*
: ( Test ) * her eyes peer into the shadows of the forest, as the moon breaks its light unto her dark eyes *
: *eyes drift only because it's natural for her to peer about; only Kinfolk, she can't directly sense or determine the nature of anyone, but her Spirit familiar - Lune Incarna - does it for her ..but such spirits are tempramental, and this one is silent when her green eyes pass over Karson, and briefly on the shadow which is Lungret*
: * her long brown curls lightly dance around her light face, before she starts to walks ahead a little bit...her white cloak dragging behind her*
: *strides out from the protective cover of deep darkness, revealing himself to the moonlight. He takes slow, confidant steps, chin slightly raised in the air, eyes peering sharply down is nose and across the lake in quiet observation*
: *displeased with the sudden flux of creatures in the general area; but unwilling to leave her haphazard companion (for a few more minutes) to change her location. Her eyes follow the impressive form of Lungret, studying in silence*
: * after taking a few steps toward the forest. she stops dead in her trtacks, then turns on her heel and heads straight to the lake...she walks into the lake, as her head goes below the surface, her cloak floats abover her body. A moment later the water spits her out onto the land again, and she is now clad in a black Corcet top, and tight black pants. A white belt fits around her curves*
: * her black heels sink a little into the grass as she stands *
: *holds his gaze across the lake, despite the antics of the woman and the water- discipline. He begins circling around the lake, only then allowing himself to turn his head ever so slightly in Karson's direction, taking her in breifly, then dismissing her and continuing around*
: *watches all this drama with Karson in something of distrust and disgust; another odd creature, that should probably be kissing her steel* There are simple things called bathrooms which one can change in. No need for such flare ... suspiscious flare at that ... *muttered, so that perhaps th woman can here, and perhaps not. All depends on Karson's range of ability. She fiddles with a knife at her waist, considering silently, as her gaze returns to Lungret, glinting with a flash of curiosity*
: * her hair is dry in a moment....and she walks up towards a flower bed*
: ( the, hear*)
: * she blocks all comments from Rennin in her mind...and she snifs at the flowers, smirking to herself*
: * her nail suddenly grows on her extended finger, and she slices a rose in a second, then stands holding it...her nail goes back to normal*
: *fae curls up from its constant pool about her feet, lancing across her calves, the stuff stirring at her will; she quells it, and her curiosity, ignoring Karson easily. Deciding the other is gone, she moves up to the water's edge, and bending at the knee carefully, so as not to disturb the wound on her stomach, she cups her hands to scoop water*
: * she the dissappears again*
: *pauses at the entrance to the garden, taking up another post, standing with his back firmly straight, legs slightly apart, and his hands clasped behind his back. He watches as Rennin kneels, noting the unnatural movement she chooses. His lips tug upwards on one side, forming into a small, not-quite-malevolent smirk*
: *she brings her curved hands, dripping coldly into the grass as she lowers her lips, taking in the chill, soothing liquid, tongue lingering around that faint sweet taste that water has. She dunks her hands again, jaw set in a firm line against the annoying, harsh throb of pain. A faint ooze of blood stains the bandages beneath her shirt, and after a second drink she stands in the same careful manner, back rigid*
: *the scent of the blood floats, lingers long in the air, and soon after finds its way into his nostrils. The sweet scent fills him, and he can nearly taste the blood on his tongue. He tilts his head back, eyes closing as he inhales deeply, taking it in. he lowers his head to even lower than it was before, making his smirk look truely menacing in the dull light of the night sky. His eyes reopen, and then he vanishes from sight- watching without being watched(Obfuscate)*
: ((have to take care of something. I'll be back in a couple hours, if anyone's still here. Later, people.))
: (ciao)
: Is anyone here?
: Sigh...
: * Walks in, looking around.*
: ((Figures. I come back and everyone's gone. Damnit... ))
: ((Yup, that's what I said. Figures. Glad you all picked up on it so well.))
: *sits at the bar sipping a glass of wine as she looks around*
: *sits in the parlor reading a book*
: * Sits in the Library, head in a book.... Heart of Darkness... his long, ebon tresses hanging down to either side of his head... *
: *stands and walks from the parlor into the Library not seeing him she puts the book up getting up on her tip toes*
: * Hears her and watches for a moment.... before standing slowly... * ..Crystal...?
: * He folds the book closed, letting it drop back, onto the seat behind him... *
: *steps back and smiles at him*Hey I didnt hear you in here.
: * He smiled slightly... looking down, at some imaginary spot on the carpet... * ...Thorne is... doing a little better.....
: Thats wounderful I have been worried about you. My room has been so empty without you*slowly steps to him a smile across her delicate full red lips*
: * His smile found a bit more confidence and he stepped towards her slowly, wrapping his arms around your hips... * ... I've missed you too.... but, I feel like I can redeem myself because of what happened with Gid.... * Sadness touched his face at the memory... *
: *smiles at his touch and moves into him gently strokes his cheek*It is not your fault I think Soul poisioned the boy against you.
: * He forced a small smile... looking in her eye... * ..I know... but she is still family...
: Yes she is and she loves you*leans in and places a warm soft kiss on his chin*I just wish to see you happy once more
: * She could feel the tension in his body start to loosen at her touch... and he smiled gently and slowly... * ..I've definately missed you...
: *blushes looking down at the floor her hands gently rub his chest*I have missed you I miss you ever second you are away
: * He tightened his grip on her, gently pulling her into him... * ...what of this place while I was gone... anything worth hearing about...?
: Not much I mean I have a new sister and a nephew but my family breeds like rabbits*giggles and looks up in his eyes*There has been no trouble lately seems Morguline may have taken a break for a bit which is nice.
: ...wow... * His face came to life finally.... his body completely relaxed in her hold.. * ...that seems odd for one such as him...
: Yes it does thought I must admit not getting hurt everyday is a plus I am tired of nearly dying by his hand
: * Smiles playfully... * ...if only you knew about his kind like I do.... they're intresting... erm... beings...
: I know alot about him and what he is but you have no idea te pain he caused me
: ...well.... if you've retained any of your power...... I might be able to teach you a real easy way to stop that...
: I have my power Uriel and I can stop him.*shudders a bit at the memorizes and buries her face in his chest*
: * Kisses the top of her head, a hand gently playing with her hair... * ...I'm sorry.... I've just had so much on my mind recently....
: It is not your fault I know you are a busy angel*smiles looking up at him she runs a hand thru his wings*You know i remember the first time you wrapped me in those they were so soft and I felt so safe
: * Sits at an empty table, smoking a cigarette and surrounded by the shadows..*
: * Moves slowly down the stairs, from the suite to the main floor... heading towards the bar with sluggish movments. *
: ( I think your pic hates me.... )
: *slips in after him and up behind him she wraps her arms around his waist from the back*
: * Smiles over his shoulder at her, reaching for a tall bottle of Graves alchol... * ...care for a drink?
: *giggles*you know I dont drink*spins around and hugs him kissing his cheek*
: * Shrugs gently, filling a shot glass with the potent alchol. * ...theres always a first time...
: *plops down in the seat, pulls out a thick book, no title on the covor, opens it up and begins to skim over the pages*
: Now my Angel are you trying get me drunk*smiles sweetly at him then looks at the new comer she waves hello*
: (('nother pic test))
: * Downs the shot quickly... pouring a second without pause. * ....now why would I do a thing like that? * A touch of sarcasm in his voice *
: *pulls out a pen and starts to right something on the edge of the page she's on, trying to remember something*
: *giggles*To have your wicked way with me*slowly releses the hug and slips onto a barstool her hand gently runs thru his black wings very tenderly as she sits*
: Damn it... I know it's here somewhere *muttered softly to herself, she bites down on the end of the pen, flips through the pages*
: * Grins slowly and evily before downing the second shot.... refilling the glass before even setting it down. *
: *lays her head against him gently*Are you okay?
: *grumbles slightly, she keeps flipping through the pages, pausing on each page to skim down it and every once and a while jot something down*
: * Nods slowly after throwing back the third shot... * ...I will be..... I've just got a lot on my mind..... * He refilled the glass a fourth time... *
: *runs her hand up and gently twirls a strand of his long hair around her finger*What is on your mind
: * Swirls the alchol in the glass for a moment... * ...well... Thorne... you.... the rest of my family.... The Council....... Gid... our past..... just.... everything...
: What about me*now concerned she lets her hand drop very slowly*
: *finally finds what she was looking for, pulls out an extra sheet of paper, hurridly rights something down on it, underlines a few things in the book before closing it triumphently almost and slips it awy, stands silently, slinging her bag over her shoulder and starts outside towards the lake*
: * Shakes his head, setting the shot glass down and facing her, his arms wrapping around her waist. * .... well... not nessicarily you as so much as us.... I..... I just wonder what will happen with us... thats all...
: *smiles at him gently rubs his chest*Uriel I have loved you since the moment Our eyes meet. i am just glad that there can be a us.*leans in gently kisses his cheek*
: * Smiles gently, burrying his face into her neck. *
: *runs her fingers thru his hair hugging him tightly*So is there a us and if so what are we?*gently lays her cheek against his head*
: ....well, of course there is an us.... and as far as what we are, that's a guess for the psychics... * He chuckles softly at his own, bland humor. *
: Uriel you know what I mean. Are we like a couple? Friends?*strokes his cheek gently*
: * Smiles again, kissing her gently. * ....I'd like to fancy us as much more than either of those....
: *returns the kiss her lips soft and full against his she lets her hands rest against his chest*So then what would you fancy us being?
: * Thinks on this for a moment.... trying to find the right words... * ....how about... hmm... life partners?
: *smiles brightly and throws her arms around him hugging him tightly giving him a full deep kiss*
: * Returns the kiss, his arms wrapping about her tighter.... * ...I take it I answered that one right, then?
: *smiles and nessles against him*mm Yes very right*gently touches his wings*
: * Flicks his wings at her touch.... brushing the flight feathers against her cheek. *
: *smiles at his soft touch and then sees Iria waves to her*Uriel there is one thing thou we must speak of. I mean we have not been intamate yet but when we do if you ever wish to be with me that way. You do know I can have children
: * He nodded slowly... * ....I don't think I quite catch your drift....
: Well if we make love thou we havent yet if you ever wish to with me. We can have children.
: * Nods again slowly... * ...I'm not sure that I'd want to have children again, honestly...
: then i can take something so I wont if you wish*tilts her head looking up in his eyes*thats if you even want to well be with me in that way.
: .....of course I would, but that is a decision you should make..... lets just not worry about this yet... we've just recently gotten back together...
: *smiles and hugs him she slips off the stool and takes his hand*Come meet a friend of mine
: * Follows her, grabbing his still full shot glass as a last minuite thought.... * ...alrighty then...
: *snuggles against his chest as they stand by Iria table*Iria I want you to meet Uriel, Uriel this is Iria a friend of mine
: * Nods gently, his black cloak hanging behind his shoulders, off his chest. * The pleasure is mine, Iria....
: Uriel is my boyfriend*puts it that way seeing as Iria is a lil girl doesnt think she would understand life parter*
: * Smiles gently at Crystal before returning his gaze to Iria... * ...Well, I'm alright... * He downed the liquid in his shot glass quickly. *
: *snuggles gently into Uriel's chest as she smiles up at him then looks at Iria*You okay lil one?
: That is good to hear I must admit I am doing much better these days as well*looks up at Uriel slowly*
: * Holds up his empty shot glass, as though he were explaining where he was going before he moved back towards the bar, refilling said glass. *
: Who are gone?*tilts her head*
: *turns and walks over to Uriel she gently rubs his back as she hugs him*She is a sweetie
: * He downed the liquor, looking over his shoulder at Iria. * ...I do not drink a lot....
: *giggles softly and kisses the back of his neck*Maybe I wil try a sip
: * He nodded gently, filling the shot glass halfway... * ...now, keep in mind this is really strong stuff.... but if you intend to drink it, do it all at once... it's much easier that way.... and try to swallow it without letting it touch your tongue...
: *nods and gently takes the shot she sniffs it and wrinkles her nose she tips the glass and downs it all in one shot she sets it down making a weird face*
: * Smiles gently, chuckling a bit at her reaction. * ...well, what do you think?
: *leans into him*oh that tastes bad*having never drank before and weighting next to nothing the drink almost starts to take instant effects she slumps against him*
: * He smiled, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. * .....well, I'm sure you feel pretty good about now...
: *giggles and leans up gently kissing him with a passion that has built inside her since they first meet her arms wrap around him*
: * He smiled a bit through the kiss, his arms wrapping around her waist again, hands resting just above her tailbone. *
: *breaks the kiss and gently chews her lower lip as she looks up at him*Do you find me sexy I mean do you want to be intimate wit me you know make love*her cheeks blush red as she looks down at his chest a bit*
: * His finger touched under his chin, raising her vision to meet his own. * ....Crystal... of course you are beautiful... you are desireable beyond the majority of women who walk this earth..... I just... don't want to have kids just yet.....
: We dont have to I mean there are ways to make sure that we do not.*gently touches his wrist*
: * Nods slowly, taking her hand in his own. * .....lets just wait..... for now, at least..... I don't feel that we're ready yet.... not yet....
: Okay*leans up and kisses him softly*Uriel thou there is one thing I can promise you If we ever had a child they would love you just as much as their mother does*she looks in his eyes hers shining with love and happiness*
: * Smiles sadly before looking down, at his feet.... * ...I...... I believe you.... it's still hard...... eventually, I'm sure I'll be ready to have kids again....... but for now... * He looked deep into Crystal's eyes * ...for now, I'm happy to just have you...
: *snuggles to him*You must meet my daughters they have grown so much since you have been gone. They will love you*kisses him*
: * He returned the kiss, holding her tight against him... * .....I can't wait to see our future....
: Nor can I*gently rubs his cheek*we will be very happy*kisses his chin trailing soft lil kisses along his chin to his cheek*
: ((Gone))
: *strolls into the parlor, glancing around at the absence of life. She smiled softly, she liked when it was quiet. She sat down on a couch, and pulled her notebook from her pack, and flipped through some pages before coming to a blank one. She then took a pen from her pocket, and began to write*
: ((too dark))
: *Steps into the library, his face expressionless as he glances over the books picking one up and flips through it, his dark omnious eyes flickering over the pages silently. Putting the book down he moves on to another one*
: : *strolls into the parlor, glancing around at the absence of life. She smiled softly, she liked when it was quiet. She sat down on a couch, and pulled her notebook from her pack, and flipped through some pages before coming to a blank one. She then took a pen from her pocket, and began to write*
: *after a little while she places the pen back in her pocket, and the notebook in her pack, then slings it over her shoulder, standing from the sofa, and walks out of the parlor, headed for the library.*
: *hums softly as she walks into the doorway of the library, a strand of her hair falls in her face as she grazes one of the shelves, looking for something inparticular.*
: *Finding a book of intrest he sits down and begins to flip through it reading some parts before moving on, his face cold, hard, and dark...the only sound from him is the turning of the pages*
: *doesn't even notice the other person as she finds what she was searching for, and pulls it from the shelf. Her hand runs over the cover lovingly, then slowly she opens it, flipping the pages to one in particular.*
: ((piccy test))
: *Lifts his head slightly his dark gaze flickering to the other person in the room watching silently with a steel gaze before returning to the book in his hands*
: *she finds the desired page, and reads it, closing her eyes for a moment soaking it in. She whispers the words softly to herself*From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill(c)
: The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. *she opened her eyes slowly, sighing, letting the words ring in her mind before closing the book and placing it back on the shelf*
: *He lifts his eyes to Marie and closes his eyes leaning back into the chair closing his eyes*.....Indeed I will condescend...Exhausting every trace to give you what you asked for.....Everything you demanded....You bleed right from me....At last, I will be free..And the pheonix rises invasion of my last hope...For once just know your place....We are only human...Everything you demanded...you bleed right from me....So weak I cannot see...Corruption at its finest..*His voice is soft dark thick with an accent*
: *jumps slightly, didn't know anyone was there. She turns to look at the man sitting there, and tilts her head some, listning. She wraps her arms around herself and turns away from him, her shyness taking effect, as she pretends to be looking over the books*
: *Runs a hand through his shoulder length black hair, slowly opening his eyes looking up to the cieling the book laying in his lap. Slowly picking up the book he rises and puts the book back his lanky body moving fluidly as he places the book back where he found it moving to look for another book*
: *she can't help but look up at him, watching is every movement. He was an intresting man, just by looking at him she could tell he had a story, hidden behind that nochalaunt expression. She sighed, and scanned the bookshelf, finding something that was intresting and moved over towards VaShaune, accidently nudging him with her elbow. She looked up at him sheepishly, her voice soft* ..sorry..
: *Looks down at her when he is nudged and looks down at her through strands of his black hair his hand resting on a book* It's quite alright.*The words roll off his tongue like a purr speaking softly returning to the books after a second of taking in her features*
: *dispite the intimidating way he looks at her, she seems to be unphased. She smiles lightly, returning her gaze to the book, and pulls it from the shelf, walking over to a chair, and gently lowers herself. Apears to be reading the book, but is actually watching him over the rim of the spine*
: ((*adds "into the chair" after "lowers herself"))
: *Continues to roam the shelves plucking a thick book(Stephen King "Four Past Midnight") Flipping through the pages his eyes moving rapidly taking everything in smiling softly* Dark man he is...*Puts the book back on the shelf and grabs another on the next shelf seeming to actually like this one*
: *continues to watch him, her curioucity taking over. She can't help but want to know everything about this man. She could guess that he's been all over the world, and he had amazing stories to tell, and sure to have a lover..She broke from her girlish fantasies, and returned her attention to the book that was infront of her face, although it really wasn't that intresting*
: ((piccy test again))
: *His eyes shift not looking up at the girl but could feel her eyes on him...studying him and he huffs softly flipping through the book speaking to her* See something of intrest?
: *looks up at him again, would blush if she were still mortal. She gulps and pretends to act like she doesn't have a clue what he's talking about* What do you mean? *her piercing blue eyes gaze up at him*
: *He continues to scan the pages of the book his entire being relaxed* You study me....curiosity perhaps? Or simple fascination?*His voice is soft in questioning*
: *places the book in her lap, looking anywhere but up at him* I'm sorry if I was staring..*oh that just made it all the more obvious. She smacked herself in the head mentaly, cursing herself low under her breath* ..idiot..
: *He looks at her then no expression on his face* It is no big matter dear....stare all you like*Looks back down at the book*
: *sighs, slumping her shoulders. Why did she always make herself look like moron? Although, she still couldn't help but want to talk to him, there was something about him that intreigued her. She stood up, and placed the book back on the shelf, glancing over at him from the corner of her eye* Pardon me but..what are you reading?
: *Reads a page* Anne Rice.....*Shows her the book of the Vampire Chronicles*
: *smiles* Good book..I read it last year..although she has other really good ones. *taps her fingers against the shelf, chewing on her lower lip nervously, feeling like a stupid little child*
: *Nods* Yes...*Closes the book* She is dark....Like Stephen King....only...she is a woman...*Plucks another book...one of poetry off the shelf*
: *blinks at his words, thinking to herself "um..ok..". She noticed another book of Poe, and she smiled, reaching over for it, accidently colliding with his hand, she pulled back*..er..sorry again..*wonders why the hell she is being so clumbsy*
: *Looks at her seeing the book she was going for and pulls it out handing it to her* Disturbed man Poe was....though his work is marvelous...*Turns opening the book and begins to scan through it*
: *Can only imagine how much she would be blushing right now if she were still human. She brushes a strand of hair from out of her face, and nodds slowly*..yes..he is one of my favorites..*watches him for a moment, sighing softly, then looks down at the book in her hand*
: Really now?*Turns a page* What of Emily Dickinson?*Begins to read the page*
: *looks back to him, smiling softly* She is truly inspiring..
: *Looks at her from the corner of his eyes and nods a soft smile pulling at his lips* Indeed she is....*Closes the book and looks over the books folding his muscular arms over his chest*
: *watches his movments, chewing on her lower lip* Who is your favorite..poet that is? *tilts her head slightly, seeing what kind of conversation she can stur up*
: *Thinks for a moment* I have no favorite...but I have a strong liking for Poe.
: *nodds, leaning against the bookshelf, looking up at him* He has strong words, that speak to your soul..*closes her eyes for a moment* he's real..
: *Nods in agreement* Speaks what the soul is feeling....the emotions are wild and crazed....yet in a dark way the make sense*
: *opens her eyes slowly, looking up at him* I'm sorry if I'm forward..but..I was just wondering..*pauses* that is..I...
: *Shakes his head and looks at her* Think nothing of it....I do not get a chance to meet new people....*His hair frames his face still wanting her to finish her sentence*
: *takes a deep breath, even though she doesn't need to.* I was wondering..if I could have your name..
: **pause**
: * Walks into the room, looking around.*
: * Walks over to the bar and sits down. Pulls out a clove and lights it.* Hmmm...empty as usual.
: * Shakes his head as he continues to smoke.*
: Boredom killed many people...* muses to himself.*...I mean, just look what Hitler did out of boredom. He wrote a fucking book that got him into power and enabled millions of people to be slaughtered.
: * Looks at Saige.* Only when I think I am the only one in a bar and am bored as fuck.
: * Looks at Saige and smirks.* Why take over the world when you could just simply buy it?
: I mean, now a days it isn't military might that makes the world go round, it's money. Money and technology, both things I have plenty of.
: * Looks over at Sef and nods.*
: * Looks at Saige.* Besides, I already rule the world, the world just has yet to realize that.
: Now what's that supposed to mean?
: Yes, I am planning on seeing her tonight if she comes down from our room. Now you are avoiding the subject Saige. What did you mean by you would be impressed if you didn't know me better. You made it sound as if though I don't have the cash or technology.
: * Looks over his shoulder at the jukebox and squints. It turns on suddenly as if though it had turned itself on. Then it starts to play Teenage Labotomy by the Ramones. Hearing the music he stops and looks back at Saige.*
: * Looks at his clove and start to count in random languages, saying a few number in one language or another, even speaking in all the forms of languages spoken in the middle east, past and present, and in Northern Egyptian.*
: * Stops and looks at Saige.* Perhaps not in here, but out there, I tell you...they treat you like a king....or should I say like a god.
: Man kind is greedy for the most part and I love it. Because man kind is greedy, it allows one to buy a forest, or an island, for the right place, preserving it if they want... and going to relax there.
: But I am just speaking to the chorus when talking to you about this, aren't I?
: * Goes back to his counting.*
: * Looks at Saige.* Your kid I take it.* He looks at the pictures.*
: Cute kid. I hope for your sake he doesn't turn out like his parents. Then you will know what it's like to be in hell.
: I think the guy next to me is dead.
: * Picks the pictures up and puts them in his trench coat.*
: Cade still do what I used to do?
: * Smells himself and wrinkles his nose. Curses.* That's the last time I use any aftershave recommended to me by Terreas.
: * Shakes his head.* Then you better teach your son not to do that shit while he's still a kid. You know once he gets to be a teen he won't listen to jackshit you say.
: ((Yeah.))
: * Looks at the juke box and the song switches to Judy is a Punk by the Ramones.*
: * Goes back to counting. Was at around 198 in Northern Egyptian when he stopped.*
: I didn't say he will wait that long, I just said that he'll stop listening to you when he gets to be a teen. Kids might act like they aren't listening, but they still do. Teen just say fuck off and mean it.
: * Goes back to counting. Was at 226 in Northern Egyptian, waiting till he reaches 250 before switching to Aramaic.*
: * Stops counting. Pulls out another clove and lights it. Looks at the stranger and nods again. Points at Saige.* You might want to respond to her, she can be more of a bitch when she's ignored.
: * Rolls his eyes and sighs. Cracks his neck as he looks at the man, noticing the accent.*
: * Clove in his mouth, he pulls out one of his modified Walker Colts with his tail and places it on the bar top infront of him. He then pulls out a small box of bullets with one hand and a handkerchif with another.*
: * Blinks at Saige as she takes the clove out of his mouth. Shrugs and pulls another one out. Lights that one.*
: * Places it in his mouth and looks at the man while he cleans his gun.* So what part of Egypt you from?
: *stands in the doorway to the parlor wearing a black lace somewhat see thru dress her hair flowing around her*Give me what
: * He wraps his tail around his waist so Sef doesn't notice.* I see. * Looks over at Chole.* Pictures.
: So love...* Talking to Chloe.* you mad that I left again without saying something? If so, then I can explain that one.
: * Jaw drops at Saige's words.* I am not. I stopped fucking around with men years ago, after Loki.
: You sure there it isnt lased with posion*looks at Saige then walks towards Hunter her barefeet kissing the floor she walks to Hunter and slips in his lap kisses him*No I know your a busy man*smirks at Saige*What makes you think I may not wanna play with him myself
: * Looks at Sef.* So, why you leave Chicago?
: * Looks at Chloe and returns the kiss.* Alright love. * Pulls out the pictures and places them on the table.* I know cause I looked at them myself.
: * Looks at Sef.* I see.... how long ago did you move?
: I mean Sweetie H has been with your Da*leans back against Hunters chest crossing her legs the lace falls away to show her tan thighs and legs as she looks over the pictures*He is a cute lad lets hope he doesnt get his mothers attitude
: * Looks at Saige.* Cause it's called getting to know a person Saige. Unlike what I used to do which was meet them, fuck them, then leave them, I prefer to make friends. You should try that so fucking time...keeps you from being bored.
: * Wraps his arms around Chloe while looking at Sef.* So, what's your profession?
: * Kisses Chloe's neck lightly, his fangs grazing her flesh but unable to be seen by anyone looking at him.*
: *tucks the pictures in her bra or where one would be if she wore one and looks at Saige*You know Hunter maybe your Uncle one day so be nice or I may have to take you over my knee*lets out a purr and pushes into him running her hands over his side*
: * Growls low enough so that only Chloe hears. Pushes into her.*
: I see...well I will have to agree with the bitch over there. You did come to the right place to be naked. But I wouldn't strip here, people have a tendency to disappear. Now inside Boston is another question
: *gently hits Hunters hand*Dont call my niece a bitch.
: * Looks at Chloe.* You know she is one.
: So? So am I at times*lifts one leg stright up in the air and spins in Hunters lap now one leg on either side of him as she faces him leans in and kissing the nap of his neck*so where did you go?
: * Returns the kiss.* To Asia, had to go meditate for a week. I warned you about me doing that.
: * Looks at Sef.* Your welcome. So, what's your name anyways?
: * Looks at Saige.* You're a bitch regardless.
: *looks at Saige*Darlin you cant stand anyone. i mean shit I am suprised you ven ever got laid*slowly slides off Hunters lap and walks around the bar she smirks and grabs a bottle of scotch tipping the bottle towards Saige*
: I'm Hunter...Hunter Gabrielolus...Lebeau.* Hesitant to speak the final name as he's not used to it.*
: * Watches Chloe and smirks.*
: But just call me Hunter.* Speaking to Sef.* Same here.
: *walks by Sef and lets a soft purr into his ear pinching his ass she then with a sway of her hip she walks towards Hunter taking a pull from the bottle eyes on Saige*You both must have been drunk
: * Growls lightly as she sees what Chloe did. When was younger he wouldn't have, but now a days sort of has the entire Alpha Male complex. Sighs and bites his own lower lip.*
: *kisses Hunter hard and slips back in his lap then looks at Sef*So what kinda club was this
: *winks at Saige*I can tempt a Angel and make him fall....
: * Returns the kiss and holds Chloe. Looks at her.* You stole the question right out of my mouth.
: * Smirks lightly.* Lucky you, I bet you got alot of cash working there.
: I see.
: *sips the scotch and looks at Sef*have you ever seen a angel fall?
: Well, if I had any strip clubs I would hire you now...but unfortunately I don't own any. Too...riskay for the profession I am in now if my clients ever found out.
: It isnt a pretty site*looks at the floor as she remebers Tabris and takes a hard long pull from the bottle of scotch*
: Have you ever seen someone fall from grace?
: * Whispers in Chloe's ear.* It isn't a pretty sensation to fall just to have to get back up again if you are strong enough.
: * Looks at Sef.* You know.... to fall from grace. To have had everything once, to be the best at what you were, to have been privilaged in one way or another just to loose it all.
: *looks up at Hunter and slowly slips off his lap she heads out onto balcony and stars up at the stars*
: * Watches Chloe go and sighs, knowing he said something wrong. Looks at Sef.* Excuse me for a moment.
: * Stands and follows Chloe out to the balcony.*
: *looks at the ground*I lost a child to that mad man
: *selects a book, something in German. She needs to brush up on her German anyways. She curls up in an oversized chair and opens the dusty book*
: * Stands about five feet from Chloe.* Which child?
: I have only had one Hunter*turns to look at him*
: I know you only had one Chloe. I am asking for your child's name. I am sorry, but I don't remember it. I tend to have my lapses of memory.
: Ailsa *wraps her arms around herself*My beautiful angel Ailsa
: Alisa. * Walks over to Chloe and wraps his wings around her.* If it's any consilation, I am sure that she's with other angels right now. Also if it's any consilation, atleast be happy that you got to know her. I don't even know my children, much less remember their names except for two, and don't know if they are alive.
: *reads and sips her wine, content in the quietness*
: Hunter I never got to know her*looks at him*I gave birth to her because he knew I could not kill my own child. I would give brth to the child of the man I hated the most. She thought her father could do no wrong and with that he took her from me.
: * Falls silent for a moment before speaking.* I see......
: he hated me
: Why did he hate you?
: Because i made him feel love because he feel in love with me.*looks up at him*Hunter you maynot beileve this but he and I never i mean to say you were my first
: * Blinks.* I was....? Then how..Alisa...huh?
: *tilts her head*The same as Mary gave birth. There was no sex I was in the lake at the VK and he turned himself into a liquid and swam into me twisting inside of me causing me pain as i heard his voice in my head his words. I would give birth to what I hated most. Then appeared before me and told me I would bare our daughter.
: ((uh duh. angels are illequipt. haven't you seen Dogma?))
: * Sighs and nods.* I see.
: *turns*Lets go back in I want to see if the stripper is still here have some fun*winks*
: * Chuckles. * Alright. But before we go....Chloe, I know what it's like to loose a child. I've lost many to women that lied to me when they told me they loved me. Yeah, they may still be alive, but I never got to see them grow up, and if I ever find them they will hate me because of it, and in my opinion that is as bad as loosing your child.
: *nods and slips back in looking for Sef*
: *leaves the empty glass in the library, obviously not having much respect for the place. Nose still stuck in the book, she makes her way back out to the parlor*
: * Stays on the balcony for a moment as he pulls out a rose from his pocket. He crushes the rose in his hand and lets it fall to the ground. He then pulls out three different wedding bands, each for the different times he was married. He looks at them and sighs before putting them back in a hidden pocket inside his trench. On each ring are the words..." A place that I have left a piece of my heart, should I ever loose any more pieces I might not be able to go on.". He turns around and head back inside.*
: *sits at the bar*You okay Hunty
: * Walks over to Chloe and looks at her.* Yeah, just had some memories resurface that I didn't want to remember.
: We all have those Hunty
: I know, I just needed a moment to lock them away.
: *stops and leans against a post, very into whatever she's reading. It shows in her distant voice when she speaks* Chloe?
: *grins*Our past may suck but we make our future*looks up*yes Saige
: Yup
: *kisses him*
: * Returns the kiss.*
: *steps into the Parlor, glancing around for a long moment, adjusting the katana strapped to her back, and then proceeds into the room. Her heavy boots clank loudly on the floor, as she makes her way over to the bar.*
: *rubs his chest softly as she looks up in his eyes*S how do you feel knowing your my first
: * Looks into her eyes.* Wierd.
: *lost her train of thought. She looks up from the book* oh, uh. nevermind, I'll ask you later.
: why weird
: Because some how it feels like in order for me to have been your first, even though you had a child, it had to have been involved in an accident with a time machine.
: *she sits down on a stool, looking around the room through strands of fallen auburn hair, always mindful to keep an eye out for him..this time..she would succeed.*
: *laughs*Well he didnt have the right mmm well you know
: Yeah, I know...equiment
: Yes he was as correct as a ken doll*grins*
: ((MUAHAHAH!!!! *giggles and kisses her bunny*
: Ouch. * Looks down at his pants and looks at Chloe.* Wait a second, I am part angel and I am " equipped". I dunno then, I guess he was just so small that it seemed like he was as correct as a ken doll.
: *her eyes fall down to the floor, and secretly she doubts herself, wondering if she can actually live up to her family's expectations..It was a huge responcibility, and she wanted to make them proud.*
: No he was all angel and your full other things too
: True
: ((brb))
: *kisses him hard*
: *sits in her mother's chair and reads the book, waiting for them to break in the conversation*
: ((Back.))* Returns the kiss.*
: *looks at Saige*
: *blinks her beautiful green eyes and looks up at Chloe* What?
: whats up
: Can you watch Ethan for me next week? Not the whole time, just come over to my place for a few hours a day? I got a new place, but the downstairs needs some work. *leaves it at that. Isn't used to revealing too much of her plans at one time*
: * Looks over the bar at the empty bottles.*
: Sure I can but I bringing Hunter
: *shrugs* Whatever.
: *grins*Cool whats up where u going be
: *she glances over to Hunter, eyeing him curiously before shifting her gaze over to Chloe and then Saige, mainly because they are the only other people in the room..and she is bored*
: Just working on the down stairs. I've knocked down most of the walls, I'm just working on putting in a bar and getting cleaned up to paint *is excited about this project, but only those who really know her would see it. The dead give away is the leak of more information than what's needed*
: * Feels eyes on him. Looks at Risika.*
: I see*winks at Hunter*MMM going have fun with you
: (brb)
: * Looks at Chloe.* Just remember, you'll have to keep your eyes on the kid more then on me.
: *sighs* Tell me that between the two of you, somewhere there's a responsible person that I can entrust my son with for a few hours.
: *sighs, returning her gaze back to the bar. She had a feeling he wasn't going to show up tonight..*
: * Looks at Saige.* Believe it or not, yes there is. I mean..* gasp.* if it wasn't for my ex-wifes making it so I couldn't see my children I would have been a father...and * gasp.* most likely a good one. I mean..* gasps one last time.* people aren't just two dimensional characters that are excactly as you percieve them.
: *just looks at him like he's lost his mind* Hunter...
: Yes?
: You're not convincing me...
: * Shrugs.* Oh well.
: I raised your cousin didnt I
: Saige.....
: Cousin? Do I have a cousin? *simply glances at Hunter instead of verbally responding*
: Don't be so quick to judge people, your live could depend on them some day.
: You remember Ailsa
: *never met her, so she just shakes her head*
: *AND, she doesn't need to be reminded that both her, and an unborn Ethan were at the mercy of Rem and Liz the last few months, but she doesn't feel the need to defend herself to Hunter or anyone else*
: ((piccy test))
: * Goes back to his own thoughts.*
: stop you two dear god Saige stop being a bitch
: *looks at Chloe, slightly confused* What? Are you serious? I didn't say a damned thing.
: If you are so conserned about us babysitting you could ask one his grandparents
: *her eyes drift back to Hunter. He seems oddly familiar, and yet..she knows she's never seen him before..She narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at him, trying to figure out who he reminds her of*
: I could.... but are they really any better? *raises a brow*
: Liz raised more then 15 kids I think she is a good choice and your mom raised you
: *just looks at Chloe, her eyes say it all 'yeah, and that's my point'*
: *smirks* i will hun dont worry I am not a horn dog like your mom I come up for air
: * Sighs and pulls out a few sheets of paper. On them are the names ..." Evil Hunter DS, Hunter Darksoul, Hunter Lightsoul, and Hunter Lightfeather." He studies the papers quietly.*
: *looks at Hunter ruffles his hair*
: * Sighs as he continues reading the papers, each a legal document declairing his official name changes. On the last sheet, on the back is his current name.*
: Just... wait at least until he's taking a nap before you start mauling lover boy over there, alright? That's all I ask.
: Okay*looks at Hunter*whats wrong
: *turns herself around on her stool slightly, resting her feet up on the bar. Might as well get comfortable, it was going to be a long night*
: * He then pulls out another pile of papers...three sheets specifically, each one a seperate wedding license. He then pulls out another piles of papers, the divorce papers to be more specifically.* Nothing, just looking at my past...debating weather or not I should light any of them on fire, and if so, which ones.
: why not jjust throw them away you dont need them
: Actually, I need the ones that have my legal name changes and from when to when I was known as that name, should anyone ever try to claim that they were me at a certain period in order to fuck me over.
: Well then keep those and get rid the rest with tose womens names on them. by the way who all were you married to?
: As for the old wedding licenses.* They suddenly catch fire.* Those are things I don't need nor want anymore. But I will keep the divorce papers, should I ever run into one of my ex-wifes and they want any thing more then agreed upon.
: Mistic, Irish Lass, and I forget the name of my last ex-wife.
: how can you forget her name
: *looks up from her book again at Hunter, wondering if she heard right*
: * Looks at Chloe.* Lapse of memory.
: *chuckles lightly, shaking her head at their conversation* that is why marriage is nothing but a waist of time..*she says to herself*
: *laughs and looks at Risika*unless with the right person
: * Looks at Risika.* No, it's only a waste of time if they are cheating on you and want to kill you.
: *laughs then* right person my ass..love in itself is nothing but lies..*sits upright, staring blankly at the ground*
: Well, as fun as it is to listen to everyone remember a bunch of bullshit that nobody cares about, I think I'm going to go and get started on my plan to sleep until noon tomorrow.
: Night cupcake
: * Muses to himself.* But I wonder...what ever happened to Aspen Mano, or our daughter Kira Mano?
: who is She
: Cupcake? I love it when you think I'm three *decides to take the book with her. She's read all of hers way too many times* Call my mom and tell her I got you those pictures. She's been bitching at me about it for weeks.
: okay my lil Twinke*laughs*
: *sighs, tapping her nails on the bartop, wondering how much more excitment she can take for the evening*
: *just rolls her eyes and leaves without another word, the book tucked under her arm*
: So who are you*looks at the other woman*
: * Looks at Risika, seeing she's bored. Shakes his head, puts the papers away, and out of nowhere throws a dagger infront of her hand.*
: * Pulls out a cig, lights it, and acts like nothing happened.*
: *looks to Chloe, raising her brow, then watches as the dagger flies towards her. She smirks, and pulls her sword out, blocking it. The knife clanks against the katana, and falls to the floor*..thanks..I needed a little excitment..
: So what brings you to this lil whole in the wall*smirks*
: * Rests his hands on the bar top, one on top of the other. Suddenly there are six gunshots, all aimmed at Risika's shoulder, but no gun. Continues acting like nothing is happening.*
: ((what the fuck?))
: *smacks Hunter*stop it and try talking
: (( You said you are bored. The gun is hidden under Hunter's hand and left forearm. He's just trying to see how good she is. Now you have two choices, dodge or get hit. Lets see how good you really are.))
: *ducks out of the way of the bullets, like nothing happend, and resumes her spot on her seat*..so much for a quiet evening..
: * Looks at Chloe.* She said she's bored. I'm just trying to keep her on her toes. I mean, you don't carry a sword like that unless you mean to use it eventually. If you are planning on using it, then you must be ready for anything.
: * Smirks.* I should know.
: ((she never said she was bored))
: (( Not directly spoken, but rather her actions spoke for her.* Yes, is the type of asshole who reads into one's actions.*))
: ((I understand that..but..meh whatever..not in the mood to argue tonight..it isn't that important))
: ((brb, gotta restart))
: *looks over at Hunter, locks of her auburn hair falling infront of her eyes. She smirks lightly, not saying anything*
: So what is your name Im chloe and this*pokes hunter*man is Hunter
: *looks to Chloe, once more, raising the critisising brow.* My name isn't important..*is all she says*
: I see well I will call you*thinks*Goldielocks
: *her brow arches even higher* Do you offten name strangers as though they were your pets?
: Only those who dont tell me their names
: *sighs, hates giving out her name to people, but dispises "Goldielocks" so much more.* ...Risika..
: ahh and what brings you to Boston?
: *looks away from her* Business..
: brb
: ((Back))
: ((atleast someone is))
: ((Sorry, my computer was dying on me so I needed to restart.))
: ((not a problem))
: ((Ok))
: * Puts his cigarette out and cracks his neck.*
: *taps her fingernails on the counter once more, more of a sign of frustration than bordom*
: * Looks at Risika and looks her over a bit. Smirks to himself and then mutters.* Aaaaah, the signs of an impatient huntress.
: *turns her head towards Hunter* Perhapse..what is my business to you?
: Nothing, just amusing myself with what ever I can at the moment.
: *nodds* I see..easily amused at that..*smirks lightly, shifting in her seat, her cleaverly conceiled weapons clanking every so offten*
: Not really easily amused, just amused at those who are impatient and are in my former profession.
: *raises a brow, curious now* Oh..and what exactly was that?
: Assassin. Body guard, hired hand, ect.
: *smirks* then you have read my wrong..I am nothing you have listed..and I should think I have more dignaty than to ever become any of those.
: my=me
: Or are you a huntress?
: Oh well, doesn't matter, because the point is this, by the looks of your katana alone, you kill. As, as a result of you killing, what makes you think you are better then the professions I have listed?
: I mean, the end result is simply death. Death is death, no matter what the cause is, be it money, or national pride, or simply sport.
: All the same professions in my book....hence why I stopped.
: *snuggles to Hunter kisses him lightly*
: * Snuggles into Chloe and returns the kiss.*
: * Looking at Risika and grins.* But se la vi, se la vi, who am I to judge when I have done much worse.
: *stares at him* I am a hunter..but not of mortals..this sword has been in my family for generations..as is my profession..and if you will excuse my rudness, I see is far better than any you have just listed..*rolls her eyes at the kissing and snuggling, suddenly wants to barf*
: Who ever said I killed humans when I was what I was?
: I think Goldielocks here wandered into the three bears play ground
: As for generations, I have lived for that long. I make my point again, death is death, no matter the cause, no matter the reason why, no matter the prey. What makes it right to kill one thing and not something else? Survival? The assassin who kills for money kills in order to feed himself. How is that different from killing then eatting your prey?
: *Suddenly doesn't even want to be in the presence with this man and his.."lover". She just rolls her eyes, and stands from the bar* I'm afraid I have far better things to do than argue with you about things that are far beyond either of you understand, or even care about. *glares at Chloe* You should be wiser than to insult someone you hardly know..*with that she turns and walks out of the room*
: ((dood..give me time to post.))
: *smirks letting her fangs show*And you should learn what you are in the company of before you spout off at the mouth
: * Grins then chuckles.* Oh, I understand alot. But go on ahead, flee with your tail between your legs, flee little huntress, or should I say assassin of things not human.
: she isnt to friendly*kisses him*
: * Looks at Chloe and grins.* I think I struck a soft spot with the truth I spoke.
: * Returns the kiss.*
: Nope, she isn't
: Hey I am going go change waithere
: Ok
: *slips out*
: * Looks over at Ailsa and nods.*
: * Raises an eyebrow.* Umm...hello
: * Blinks again and shrugs. Pulls out a cig and lights it.*
: Hunter.
: Same here. What is your name?
: * Blinks and thanks to himself..." Nah".* Pleasure to meet you Ailsa.
: * Mutters to himself.* Damn, Chloe must be getting changed into something fancy in order for her to be taking so long.
: * Notes the feather.* This place is a tavern. * Nods.* Yes, Chloe, that's the name of my girlfriend
: Chloe Black
: * Blinks.* Wha? What did I just miss? Why do you have to go?
: * Blinks again and shakes his head as he senses the angelic in the girl. Again thinks to himself.* Nah, it couldn't be. I mean, how many angels are there that could be named Ailsa?
: But still. * Walks behind the bar and looks for the right alcohol to mix that will result in the sensation of having your brains smashed out with a large golden brick with a twist of lemon wrapped around it. Blinks and looks at Ailsa.* Who? Me?
: Arch.
: You?
: Who is your father?
: * Instinctively knowing which drinks he wants to mix, he starts to grab them without looking at them. He starts to mix the first " Pan-galatic Gargual Blaster." on Earth.* You've yet to answer my question, what is your father's name?
: * Pulls the drink out from under the bar and sniffs it. Doesn't smell right so he returns to mixing it under the bar. Pulls it out again, sniffs it again, smells right, adds the lemon, then decides to add a couple of drops of his own blood for kicks. Bites his lower lip hard enough to make it bleed and lets two drops fall into the drink before healing.*
: Something told me it would be him. * Looks Ailsa.* Let me guess, Chloe Black is your mother?
: * He turns whiter then he already is, as if though eather looking at a ghost, or one of his children he has not seen in years. Decides it's a ghost as it's been ruled out that Ailsa is related to him.* I see, well if you would hold on a moment, I am sure Chloe Black will return shortly. Now if you excuse me, I have to introduce myself to my newest creation.
: * Looks at the drink.* Hello little yet potent drink, my name is Hunter Gabrielolus. I am your creator. You shall be called the " Bloody Pan-galatic Gargual Blaster.". * Looks at Ailsa* Actually I am quite sure it is as Chloe told me earlier about loosing her child Ailsa to Tabris.
: *steps in*Hunter put that down*blinks the scent hitting her she falls back flat on her ass*
: * Looks at Chloe.* Now you see why I need this drink. * Drinks it. His head feels like it just had his brains smashed out with a gold brick wrapped with a lemon twist and a hint of blood.*
: It couldnt be her*stands and walks to him*
: * Falls on his ass and laughs insanely.* I was just talking to the...* laughs some more.* to theee... to the daughter of a Chloe Black and a Seraphim named Tabris. * Laughs some more, but continues to hit his head against the bar.* And shewas alivev.
: or wasshe?
: Hunter stop that
: * Stops and looks at Chloe. The blood that had hid inside his body from the sheer shock of what the little girl had told him slowly daring to return to his skin.* Shtop what?
: your drunk*sighs*why
: Shtop saying what jusht happened while you were getting changed?
: It could not have been her and she cant be a ghost she is a Seraphim one the highest Angels
: Why am I drunk? Becaushe I had the idea to make a drink sho potent that it would get me drunk. Why did I jusht do that? Becaushe for the pasht few minutes I was just talking to your daughter.
: She shaid that she hash been with Tabrish for all theshe yearsh. But I know I musht not have jusht had that con-ver-sa-tion because you said she was dead, or sho I think you did.
: Well she is gone and we dont know she is mine*walks to him*
: How many other angels are there that are named Ailsa? How many other Seraphims are there that are named Tabris? How many other Chloe Blacks are there in this world?
: No she is gone she is an Angel a Seraphim in one the high choirs
: Then are yoush telling me that I have been completely hullicinating the entire conversation withsh her?
: No i saw someone here with you when I entered she was leaving
: Good, cause I thought I was going to have to lock myself in a mental institution after I had another one of those drinks. The drink to help me become numb, get the balls to rip off my fangs, wings, and tail, then get myself into the mental institution. And the loony bin along with the drink to help me regain my sanity.
: *kisses him*your fine stop
: * Sobbering up thanks to a high metabolism, high tolerance for chemicals, and a superv healing ability.*
: * Returns the kiss. Falls onto Chloe.*
: Lets go to bed*winks*
: Chloe.* Rubbing his nose and shaking his head thanks to the feeling descrived earlier.* I swear that's what she said her name was.
: Alright.
: *helps him up and up to the room laying him on the bed*well we will see if she even comes back I dont get my hopes up
: Yeah.* Closes the door using telekinesis.*
: *straddles him*you ok
: * Looks up at her.* Yeah, I am...just have a slight headache.
: would you like to rest
: Yup
: * Falls asleep.*
: *sits at the bar, her frame hunched over a glass of red wine. Her long black trenchcoat hides her many weapons, including the katana strapped around her back. A black beanie is on her head, her long auburn bangs hiding her features.*
: *sees the auburn haired person sitting at the bar, and since she seems the most interesting person around, he decides to walk up to her*
: *she pays no one and mind as she takes another sip from her glass, eyes staring down at the bar counter, her thoughts staying on one task, as it practically takes over her entire being..she must find Lupyn...and kill him.*
: and=any
: *smiles politely as he asks the auburn haired person* could I sit down? *points to the seat beside her*
: *her bright green eyes look up at him, annoyed that he should so dare break her concentration. She glares at him*..what if I don't want you to..?
: ((him meaning Komm))
: *grins slightly, and shrugs* I dunno. Why don't you tell me?
: *turns her body towards him* Perhaps I will, O aragant one..I don't want you to sit here, because I don't like you..or anyone else that happens to be in this tavern. Also, I am on duty, so if you don't mind..*waves her hand to shoo him away, and sits back down*
: *she continues to stare at her half empty glass of wine, watching the crimson liquid while twirling her finger around on the rim*
: *sits down by the lake, leaned against a tree slightly, stairs out at the water, yawning from her boredom*
: *pulls the hat from her head, running her fingers through her short hair, shifting slightly to get more comfortable against the tree*
: * Walks in, looking around and smoking a lucky strike.*
: * Already familiar with the tavern, he simply walks over towards the bar. He's dressed in his usual baggy black cargo pants and black sleeveless muscle shirt, revealing the Celtic Knot pentigram with a tribal thorn circle around it tattoo on his right bicept and various names tattooed on his left arm.*
: ((AIM WiccanLightsoul. MSN- WiccanLightsoul@hotmail.com))
: * His black Harley Davison work boots make no sound on the floor as he walks around the bar and grabs himself a bottle of the " special" house wine and a goblet. He pours himself some and walks back around the bar and takes a seat.*
: * Not knowing who Danrothe was talking to, he pulls his Lucky Strike away from his mouth and takes a sip of the wine.*
: * Mutters to himself.* Don't know why I keep coming back here. I mean, every damn time I come it's fucking empty.*
: * Looks over towards Emily.* I don't know the meaning of the word " lively", I only know when I'm having a fucking good time and when I am not. Right now, I am too bored to have a good time. * He takes another sip of the wine. His long, black hair falling over his amber brown eyes, making him look 16 instead of the 19 he's used to looking like.*
: *wanders into the parlor*
: Never here though.
: Every time I come here, day time seems to be too afraid to be here. * Knowing the irony of his words cause he only goes anywhere at night.*
: * Looks at Emily.* What is life but a long, drawn out poem/ story/ play?
: *He fines a bottle of Sake and pours himslelf a bowl, he hasnt been here in a while*
: * Takes the final sip from his wine. He pulls out another Lucky Strike and lights it, flinching slightly at the fire he uses to light the cig with.*
: * Follows Emily as she walks towards the area he is sitting.*
: Didn't rip it off from anywhere, and if I did, then I didn't mean to.
: * He pulls out a small note book from one of his pockets and a pen. He writes in it, reciting what he writes as he writes it.* Sitting here flat broke. Put my drinks on my tab sir. Boredom I now know. * Blinks slightly and looks at Emily. Takes the hand and places a polite, yet cold kiss ontop of it.* And mine is Eddie Carneiro, wondering poet, seeker of the the occult, and over all street bum.
: //image http://www.deadjournal.com/userpic/722149/110353
: *Drinks in the corner* ((BRB))
: * He just sits there, smoking his cig.*
: I know how to make a Bloody Mary. Get me someone named Mary, I'll get her drunk, cut her, pour some of her blood into a cup, and then pour vodka into it. A Bloody Mary.
: And she ripped it off countless other women.
: ((:-D))
: * To Emily.* Hey, while you are back there, can you pass me a bottle labled " B-"Wine" type O-, July 23,03 22:59?
: * Waits until he gets his bottle.*
: * Hums the Safety Dance.*
: * Looks at Danrothe.* Wow, such a whiney little bitch, aren't ya?
: And your whining isn't called for eather. Now fucking grow up, grow some balls, and stop bitching.
: * Looks at Emily.* Night....hey, wait a second. You ain't leaving till you hand me my bottle.
: ((bb in half an hour))
: *Sips some Sake in the parlor*
: *just watches waiting for a chance to jump in sipping his Sake gingerly*
: *fumbles through some old book*
: ((Back))
: * Walks around the bar and just grabs the bottle he had asked someone to get but never got.*
: *watches eddy*
: (( Eddy= Eddie, sorry damn tv shows...))
: * Grabs the bottle and walks back to his seat. Opens it and takes several gulps before putting it down.* Aaaaah, breakfest.
: *snikers* *sips his Sake*
: * Chugs the rest of the bottle and pulls out another Lucky Strike. Again, barely flinches from the fire he uses to light the cig.*
: * Shakes his head lightly, trying to get some of his hair out of his face.*
: * Looks over at Danrothe.* Perhaps a bit of pigs blood, some tequila, a bit of peppermint schnaps, cranberry juice, and perhaps a bit of milk.
: *begins to hum a slight tune her rembers from when he was a child still sipping his Sake enjoying the over all atmosphere of the Parlor*
: the alcohol from the tequila and schnaps.
: ((her = he))
: * Looks at Naru and smirks. He takes a hair tie off his wrist and pulls his black hair into a pony tail, being tired of it falling over his face. Ties it, and now looks 19. Takes a long drag off the cig.*
: * He scratches his goatee lightly out of boredom. Looks at Danrothe.* Well, if it's in your pants then that just means that you've hit puberty.
: * Is in a really big assholish mood as he hates taking the Grey Hound up to Boston from Miami...especially when he needs to find ways to keep his entire body covered during the day.*
: Then I guess it's the after effect of using the rancid milk.
: * Sighs and walks back around the bar and grabs a bottle of " red wine". Walks back to his seat and pours some into his goblet, the deep redish liquid seeming to be thicker then wine. Takes a sip and mutters to himself.* Damn I can be a glutton some times.
: Oh well, if there is a hell, I am already going there in a hand basket.
: * His eye twitch slightly as they turn blood red for a split second then return to normal.*
: * Shakes his head and walks over to Naru. Looks at her and bows slightly.* Good-evening madam, I believe I have not had the pleasure of being introduced to you.
: ((Yeah))
: ((I felt so ignored too))
: * Takes Naru's hand and bend over slightly, placing a cold, yet polite kiss on it.* Eddie Carneiro
: *begins to fumble through his old book and then plucks a feather from his wings, then proceeds to dip it into a small vat of ink he had just set out and begins to write some important things down*
: * Stand up right and looks at Naru.* Nice to meet you too. So, I see you are a business woman..no?
: Mind me asking what you do?
: *Rambles about the Coming of then end and other such things while writing intently his wings burn slightly brighter*
: ((* Is the silent type OOC. IC depends on his character his playing.*))
: How interesting...what do you teach?
: If you dont mind *forces the flame within what ever Danrothe is smoking to go out* thank you *continues writing*
: Mind if I take a seat? * Noticing she's straining her neck slightly to look at him.* As for the subject you teach, I bet it's nerve racking..I mean, not everyone get that subject and you must want to shoot some of your less intelligent students when it come time for the term papers.
: *writes somemore*
: * Sits down.* Tell me about it...I took psychology when I was 16 during my freshmen year in collage.
: *Again, looks like he is only 19.*
: *stops writing and pours himself another bowl of Sake, the paper burst into flames and is gone before it lands or touches anything*
: * Sees the flash out light from the fire out of the corner of his eyes. Little red beads of sweat form on his forehead as he breathes heavily.*
: I am a wondering poet, a researcher of the occult, and an old style gypsy. I travel the U.S. and write stories, editorials, poems, ect, sell them under as a ghost writer to magazines, and use the money to support my obsession.
: It might sound interesting, but it's expensive, and it's not always a guarentiee that they will buy my matrial. When that happens I usually have to travel * growls slightly.* Grey Hound. Hell, I would love to stay in one place, but I can't as I need to travel to get the information/ knowledge I need.
: I mean, and you might laugh at this, I take the occult very seriously. I used to be in a coven when I was young, hell, I was raised in a coven. So I am pretty serious about this stuff.
: *watches Dan leave* hmm poser...
: Travelling constintly get lonely. Not being able to stay in one city for more then a month at most...constintly travelling by myself.
: Nothing *lights it the Cigar for him with a thought*
: *puts his book away* I just did not want that burnt
: ((Night Saige))
: ((* Gives Courtny a mad tongue kiss in return.* Night darlin.))
: * Breathes heavily again as he see the fire. Curses to himself under his breath as he whipes the little red beads building on his forehead before Naru could notice.*
: ((I do))...
: (( I messaged you the reason for that Asashi.))
: * Looks at Naru.* Yeah, I am...just a slight heart condition I have.
: * Thinks TO HIMSELF ((* put the last two words in caps as people have the tendency to miss those words.))" yeah, that condition being that my heart doesn't beat period except for a total of four times during the span of a day."*
: * Looks at Danrothe.* Yeah, behind the bar you will notice a bottle labeled " Type O+" in big, bold letters. Have some of that.
: * Looks at Naru and nods, excusing her.*
: You dont want to know just enjoy the taste
: * The liquid in the bottle Danrothe is holding is a deep redish color and seems thicker then wine.* It's really good.
: *Sips his Sake*
: *slips into the bathroom and locks the door, can only stand dresses for so long, she pulls out some clothes from her bag and changes into them, now wearing a tight white button up shirt and low cut black pants, still wearing her boots, she slips the dress into her bag then heads back out of the bathroom*
: * Looks at Dan.* Nah, I may be a glutton, but not that much of one.
: * Looks at Naru.* You look great though...both in the dress and what you're wearing now.
: * The stuff Danrothe drank was...of course, blood.*
: * Smiles back at Naru.* Your welcome
: Almost serine, like someone or something purposely set this up in an attempt to be romantic.
: Excactly.
: So, do you come here often?
: Every now and then unless I have a reason to come here most often.
: Sure. * Stands up and offers Naru his arm.* To the garden?
: * Looks at Asashi and also raises an eyebrow.* Umm, dude, you are flaming, or is that the life-style you have choosen?
: * He sees the fire and breathes heavily as his eyes widen and droplets of blood drip down his forehead. He nashes his teeth togeather, fighting himself from frenzing.*
: * Looks at Naru.* Yes, let go. * Leads the way towards the garden.*
: * The scent of summer flowers floats through the air as they walk into the garden. Looks around for a place to sit before spotting a fountain.* So, where do you want to sit?
: *closes her eyes a moment, then looks around* I don't care....
: * Looks at Naru and raises an eyebrow.* You alright?
: Yeah... why?
: Just wondering. * Leads them over to a bench made out of marble. Sits down and inhales the scents lightly.*
: *sits down next to him, letting a cool breeze brush past her*
: * Looks at Naru and chuckles lightly at his own corniness.* So, what city do you teach at?
: Boston.... just the community collage....
: I see...you live in Boston all your life?
: Sadly yes
: Why sadly?
: Never had the chance to travel....
: You've never gone anywhere outside of Boston?
: Nope.... sounds boring doesn't it?
: Yeah, now I can see why you want out so badly.
: Now, if I may be so bold to ask a question?
: Ask, but it doesn't mean I'll answer.....
: How old are you?
: I'm 23..... what about you?
: I'm also 23, as hard as that might be cause I know how old I look.
: Hmm.... that's a bit of a coincidence... *smirks slightly* You don't look that much younge
: *younger
: I know, but I've looked like this for the past four years. I mean, it's odd. One day, or should I say night?, my hair stopped growing, my nails stopped growing, and I haven't aged physically since.
: When I try to cut my hair or nails, they regrow to this length in a matter of hours.
: *blinks, her head cocked to the side*
: That and it's a bitch when I actually go to a bar as they are constintly thinking that my ID is a fake.
: So you don't age?.... at all?
: Nope
: Odd, isn't it?
: *nods* Why don't you age?
: That I can't say why cause then you will think of me as being a complete and total lunatic, or get scared of me, or both.
: ........I've seen lunatics...trust me... I've seen plenty
: Alright, that only get rid of two out of three possible reactions you might have that I said. There is still the one about you getting completely scared shitless and leaving me.
: I don't get scared easily..... once you go and stay in a mental institution over night listening to all the lunatics talk at night... it gets harder to be scared
: There are two reasons why I don't age. One is that I am a Mage, another is that I am a vampire.
: *stares at him wide eyed a moment*....could you repeat that please?
: There are two reasons why I don't age. One is that I am a Mage,another is that I am a vampire.
: * Said so non-challantly, as if though that's how it's always been.*
: Ok.... I'm not scared.... freaked out a little yes but I'm not scared shitless....
: You think I'm insane, don't you?
: No.... I don't think your insane.... not from the things I've seen around here last time I came.....
: Ok
: What excactly did you see?
: *gets quiet, staring down at the ground*
: * Looks at Naru and sighs.* I shouldn't have asked that.
: It's ok.... I'm getting a bit tired.... do you know how I could get a room here?
: I think there should be keys in the parlor somewhere.
: Ok..... *stands up, starts to walk back towards the tavern but pauses* I'm not running from you..... *gives him a small smile before heading inside and getting a room key, heads up to the room and crashes* ((G'night.... haven't slept in about 2 days so I'm gonna go do that now... ))