[24-02:14] f0531, *Eddie Carneiro
: * Smiles back.* Alright. (( Night, I am going to go do the same soon.))
[24-02:15] afa4e, Naru
: ((heh)) ~gone~
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[24-16:14] 782bc, Lurker: ((stfu...yay I like that word))
[24-16:16] 782bc, Danrothe: ((now what would make ANYone even want to do that...the fact is is that is terribly pathetic...in the form of if it sucks so bad...why put any energy toward it...))
[24-20:07]
: *sips Sake* I hate humans
: *mutters something while drinking* Because they are weak an indignet...
: and*
: *is angered by the noise*
: *just drinks his Sake* ((BRB))
: *moves to sit in her mother's chair. The baby may be a bit on the small side, even for his age, but he still gets heavy* Are you aware that that may have been the most gramatically incorrect sentance that's been used in this place yet?
: ((back)) Well anyway...
: Mmmm, indeed. *raises an eyebrow, which sit gracefully over two very cold, piercing green eyes* Perhaps you'll get a little trophy on the wall.
: *sips Sake wondering why he even bothered to come downstairs today*
: Bitch? *intends to finish the sentance for him, even as she rocks her son who is looking around curiously into the rafters*
: He's going to learn to swear eventually, I'd like him to do it right.
: *snikers at her comment*
: I don't use them wrong, but then again he may be around a few more... less literate... people then what I may like.
: Well, thank you for giving it for me. I wasn't about to waste my brath.
: *breath
: *rolls her eyes as she stands, the baby nearly finished with his bottle* well, sometimes I'm a bit more wasteful that I'd like to be. *has to get a papertowel from behind the bar, since she left the diaper bag in the car. She leaves the bottle behind the bar, then tosses the paper towel over her shoulder,. She then has to reposition Ethan so he's peeking out over her shoulder before she starts tapping on his back*
: I'm fine. *would thank him anyways if she herself were a nice person*
: *keeps patting the baby's back, all the while the baby himself is watching Danrothe with an alert curiousity that is just not seen in babies that young*
: Try Sake...*motions to the bottle on his table*
: Sake? I didn't know they had that here.
: *sips* it must be done slowly if you drink to fast you will ruin the taste
: *watches the man that unsuspectedly drink Sake with an amused smirk on her lips*
: (Slightly bitter and kinda dry, but satisfying)
: *never liked the stuff much herself, but then again she's not much a a drinker. She doesn't say anything though*
: *nods and sips away*
: Um... 3 weeks... I think *an usual response for a mother, since most of them know right to the second when their children were born*
: ((muaha. of course it works. I rule)) *she looks at him as though he just asked the stupidest question on the planet, although it's really not* Yes.
: *gets out his old book*
: Fuck *mutters lightly as she realizes she forgot to return Remy's book. Oh well. Like it's really that high on her list*
: Well what? *finally, the baby lets out a good little burp, along with a bit of the dark pink formula, but it lands on the paper towel over her shoulder, which she now removes and throws away*
: What I seem like doesn't change that I am his mother *puts the emphasis on the word for obvious reasons*
: No, you're not *walks slowly across the room to reclaim her seat in her mother's chair. The baby is still looking around behind her as she walks*
: Did you suddenly develop a speech impediment, or have you had it all along and I just haven't noticed?
: *falls asleep reading*
: *can't help but sign in relief as Ethan follows Asashi's example and falls asleep as well* Oh, than the Goddess.
: *raises a brow at Danrothe* um, there are rooms upstairs if you're tired
: Who does? *doesn't get much sleep herself these days* Hey, you haven't happened to see Rem or Liz around, have you?
: *shrugs* Oh, well. *rocks the chair using her booted toes, trying to ensure that the infant stays asleep*
: *raises an annoyed, tired hand* don't... sing creepy songs to my son.
: *looks back down at the little sleeping bundle in her lap. She gently traces the contrours of his face, thinking she'll draw him later* He likes creepy songs.
: *contours
: *stands up, having to gently ajust the baby to do so, and walks back into the kitchen*
: *misses that comment as well, which is also a good thing since she would have probably hurt herself laughing. But alas, she strolls back out of the kitchen with the baby replaced in the car seat, blessedly still asleep*
: *she stops and turns, as she was on her way out* It's exausting, frustrating... the best thing I've ever done. *nods downward toward the carseat* He's my masterpiece. *doesn't mention that she wasn't even conscious during the delivery, but that's nobody's business*
: *uses her shoulder once again to open the door and slips out without a word, taking a very sleepy fellow with her*
: **stirs in his bed ..taking in a deep breath and releasing it slowly * mmmmm damn ... wonder what time it is ...
: *reachs over toward the night stand his hand fumbling around untill it comes to rest on his watch ..* mmmmm .... *his fingers trace the hands slowly * hmmm 11 something ... *rolls up slowly * can't believe I slept all day ... but I get to work pretty much how I want to ..havn't even seen my employer in over 2 months
: *puts his dress slacks on and then a white t-shirt ... shows and socks and then his watch and his shades *
: *reachs over for his cain and starts to ward the door of his room*
: *opens the door and steps out into the hall , closes the door behind himself and starts down the hall toward the stairs *
: Hmmmm *pauses a momment listening* ... Doesn't seem to be anybody around ... oh well peice and quiet isn't really a bad thing ... *starts down the stairs his cain tapping the floor with every step *
: *makes his way down the stairs and toward the bar ...his cain tapping the floor before every step taken as usual ... his appearance much more casual then when he's usually seen *
: *heres the tapping and remembers an old wives tail about death knocking*
: *makes his way to his usual seat and sits down slowly turning to face the bar like usual*
: *good evening, Asashi says softly to the man as though to not startle him*
: *his head perks up at the voice of another * Good evening ... *says with a smile as he turns to face the voice* quiet night isn't it ?
: Yeah and thats just fine with me...~Stupid children~ ((Yeah the baby that was here this morining...))
: *nods* Yeah I think everyone needs some quiet once in a while
: Solitude has been my way of life for centuries... I live alone I train alone....
: nothing wrong with that
: It gets lonely.. I thought maybe here I would be treated better but all the kindred still fear me....
: *nods* I can see how that would get lonely ...
: *sips his Sake* I am Asashi Sunfire an ancient Phoenix whom does not recieve the respect he deserves.
: I'm Randaal Mcalister a simple blind man who one day will work himself to death
: Good for you *sips his Sake*
: yeah i suppose so *chuckles*
: I am trully suprised your not dead yet..
: *chuckles* i run into that alot ... but I guess when you work for the owner of the residence you choose to reside in and she has stated you not be touched .. it kinda adds a little safty net ... not much of one but so far it seems to be enough
: ((w/b))
: Well thanks ... *nods an appreciative nod in Asashi's direction*
: ((lol )) This place sorta looses its darkness when its quiet like this ... its almost very peaceful and calming
: *sighs* well i have a few things to take care of ... it was nice meeting you ... have a good evening
: *makes his way to the door and is GONE*
: hello
: can anyone hear me?
: *wanders in and sits at the bar*
: *sighs*
: *prowls around by the lake, the simply massive dire wolf slipping back and forth between reality and the world of spirits .. between shadows and even a greater darkness...*
: *padding on footfalls as hard as steel, he moves around and watches in utter silence, the area around him .. eyes of gold blaze forth, reflecting Luna above, a glowing sheering of awaiting death...*
: *a glance into the workout room before he exposes himself fully into the parlor .. no stealth about him - peering quickly over the two present, reading Auras out of habit, his eyes see two worlds at once - one of the real, the other of spirit...*
: (I'll keep it simple. Species - Dan and Mail.)
: (humor me then.)
: *a passive look sent to the Kine, his Rage is containted to so human feels it .. fears it - making for the bar to drink, continually dragging off the cigar*..
: *a longer glance to the other, his eyes narrrow with the intention only they can hold .. relocation regardles*..
: (relocatING, that is..)
: (just wanna know what he is. human, vampire - something of that nature.)
: *he leans down, opeing the fridge beind the bar .. soon enough finding the milk he craves - standing at full, frightful height again, he tears the cap off, removing the cigar to drink*..
: (::tries not to think about that, actually
: ..)
: *she clamors her way up the stairs; jaunty, light-hearted step. Eyes gleam intently, and a slow, lazy smile stretches her lips. Brown hair is tied back by a leather thong. She pushes the door loudly open, hitting it against the wall with a sweet, alluring smack. She steps in crisply*
: *his aged eyes close briefly .. perhaps to savor the flavor he drinks, or perhaps something else...*
: *bottle in hand, cigar between the lips, he makes for his corner*..
: *a brief glare to the wall..*
: *he spins around on huge boots, settling back against the combined walls .. surrounded by the most primitive instinct - he continues to smoke, to drink*..
: *she greets any of the others that happen to be about, because most seem to lack an Icon, so she can't be sure ..-respectful bow towards Morguline, and she's ducked into the kitchen, whistling now*
: *nods in return to the Kinfolk .. that paying more respect than any of gesture from him*..
: (forgot about an icon. thank ya)
: (me too...din know where the "bar" was...hah..I feel dumb))
: Would you rather I lie?
: No, I'd rather you make up your mind, as you can see there isn't much of a selection here...
: *returns only with a cup of hot water, teabag, and a spoon. She scoots her way over to the balcony, whacking the doors open with a foot. She pauses briefly, turning toward Morguline, with another little nod* You've been well, I hope, Elder?
: (*kicks icon up, shifty eyes* no one saw that ... )
: *drops the cigar from his lips, stomping it out audibly with a thick-leather boot .. an echoing thud*..
: If you "pick" me, then get it over with, if you're not, go try someone else...*grins*
: I am alive...
: What else matter? *a dead-pan glance to Rennin*..
: (matterS..)
: (Rennin.. MSN me, if you can..)
: Then no. I don't like to be rushed. *leans back, enjoying her cigarette* I've got all night.
: Well then, we have this out of the way, onto the petty chit chat...*leans back aswell, hat just showing his mouth* What doi you do for a "living?"
: Pretty much nothing. Alive is better than dead, but only in the mornings. *flashes him something of an infectiously charming smile, and steps out into the cool night. Breeze ghusts into the parlor, and she makes for the banister*
: *her eyes shift to Azriel as she speaks* I work in a childrens hospital. I'm going to nursing school.
: *only his scowl meets that smile, looking away as she is no long seen, from average eyes .. the bottle empties, dropped to the floor*..
: Oh...must be...interesting, what made you decide to do that?
: **looks back at Maili Koen and smiles with a nod** noble work
: I want to be a drug therepist, but I have to go to med school. I'm doing the nursing thing to get a good job so that I can pay for med school.
: Ah...still doesn't answer the why aspect
: *arms bigger than most people's thighs fold over a massive chest, his eyes and ears hear and see everything .. nothing escapes his attention*..
: is there no bar keep here...**grabs a glass of red wine**
: *she sets to work mixing her tea; she eases back against it, facing the doors, with a clear veiw of the bulk of the room. She stirs idly, whistle dying as she considers things. A frown threatens the curve of her dying smile. Finally it slips into its acustomed, pouting scowl. So much for that good mood. Right out the door, literally. She sucks on her teeth idly*
: *looks at Azriel* Nope...gotta tend yerself...or have someone do it...
: Because there is nothing more disgusting that watching someone poison themself.
: **gives Morg a knowing smile** still the same old Morg
: Gotcha...I think skull-fucking's alot worse/more disgusting myself...might just be me...
: *sneers coldly over at the wall across from him, wordless*..
: **looks to Maili** Cept someone lighting theirselvs on fire.
: I'm sure it is just you. *doesn't even bother to answer the other questions*
: *looks at Azriel againt* Yeah...that's pretty nasty...skull-fucking is worse ithink anyway...whats yer opinion? *grins and looks back at maili* Whatcha do in yer free time...other than trying to get laid?
: *feels at a loose for this place .. nothing to save when all is damed..*
: well mabe, but i can't say that i've ever seen such a grousome act
: You don wanna....
: *off to the Umbra, his speed is unconceivable .. at the balcony in a undead heartbeat*..
: i most certainly don't, the mier thought of it makes my stomach churn
: *tea done, she sluffs half the glass down, immune to the burn of the water. Eyes glance about idly, and she sighs hotly. Cheeks flush with the heat of the liquid, staring at nothing in particular*
: Yup...and I can go into worse detail of WHAT it is used in the act of...like the heads...ick...
: **looks to Rennin** may i have a glass...i just love tea
: *he stares completely down at the Kinfolk, resting against the outside .. semi-quelled by the night's are - silence about him, just looking, at her..*
: Sorry for getting off topic and all...with the skulls....whats you're freetime like?
: no thanks DanRothe...
: *ignores the question as she finds it's phrasing a bit offensive, so it's just a bit better to keep her mouth shut. Is also not going to participate in this conversation because it's just stupid*
: so do you enjoy your work Maili
: *happens to be on the balcony, and even if she bothered to hear Azriel, she probably wouldn't acknowledge him. Wondering how he knew she had tea, anyway. Eyes lift to Morguline, brows raising in silent question to his sudden appreance. Pretty much trapped, as he likely takes up most of the doorway*
: ?
: (Are? AIR..)
: I love my work.
: *crowds a huge room .. his extremely intimidating, feral gaze meets her own - there is nothing but the night's silence*..
: i happen to be a fallen angel...plus i couldn't miss the smell of tea
: (I need to pause. I gotta scoot for an hour or two. Going to go drinking. *does a dance* Hang around, i'll be back un heur ou deux. or whatever. *goners*)
: (err...)
: (Fucking hell....)
: (hah...)
: An angel? *raises an 'how stupid do you think I am?' brow* now there's one I've never heard before
: well that's great...it is the most important thing to enjoy what you do for a living
: (don't piss me off right now son, you don't want that...)
: (not trying to piss you off...I found it very...er...ironic..stuff like that happens to me all too much)
: (fucker needs to learn to roleplay...)
: (were you not talking about me on my "hah..." comment?)
: *passes into the Umbra..*
: ((muaha! *sings 'the wind beneath my wings' to Pres*)
: So....(am I like forgetting that hewas even there in the first place?)...anything you wanna talk 'bout...or...well "enjoy" each other's company?
: *lights up another cigar and takes a sip of "whateverthehellisinhisglass"*
: *gone*..
: Not in particular. I actually came here looking for a friend, but he's not here. I don't have much to talk about, really
: Oh, so you were looking for specific action? *tilts his head to his right side*
: I wasn't actually looking for 'action' at all. It just would be a nice little perk, now wouldn't it?
: I suppose so, so in fact when you were being overly honest, you were still lying? *centers his head*
: *shrugs lightly*Women are complicated creatures
: Yes...yes you all are...and men...Men are very stupid *is being pretty solemn*
: I know that. Except for one... and sadly, you're not him
: Yup, appearently not *starts grinning again*
: Can I make you a drink or are you too independent or whatever? Or maybe you jsut don't care but a free effortless drink is a free effortless drink?
: you're confusing me and I'm doing alot of the talking...
: um *looks at her watch* Do they have Smirnoff Ice back there? That's a fantastic refreshing time killer
: lemme check...most likely *walks over to the bar, looks around a bit, checking lables, picks up a bottle and holds it up* Got it right here...need a glass or drinkin from the bottle?
: A glass with ice. That shit is disgusting warm.
: Aight...ice...ice...*looks in the frige, checks the top, and puts some ice into a clean glass* Here ya be *puts the glass and the bottle infront of her*
: (brb phone)
: ~Settles down on a tree, wings folding around him, everything new to him again~
: *pours the drink over the ice and sips it slowly, allowing the lemon flavor to spread over her tongue before she swallows it*
: So...good drink?
: Yes. It gets the job done
: Should hope so...*looks at his wrist, makes a clicky sucking noise tongue on teeth* I might havee to go soon it seems...but it has been...I'd like to say pleasure...
: Oh? *chuckles* well I'm glad it was good for you.
: I'd like to say pleasure, not what I'm saying, but I do hope you have a good evening, and catch up with that person you were looking for...too bad things weren't differnt *sighs, stands, nods and exits*
: *sighs as soon as he's gone. What an annoying man. She sits quietly in the parlor and sips the drink*
: ((im here))
: *lands in a tree behind Scott, the tell-tale rustling of leaves giving her away*
: ((color change...))
: (*slips into lurk mode until something interesting pops up*))
: ~Jumps, turning to look at Jamake, face twisting into a wide, happy smile~ Jamake! ~Leans forward, to hug her, forgetting entirely that he's literally up a tree~
: Hey Scott...hey be careful! *is a good 5 feet away, at least.*
: ~Teeters, spins, grabs the tree~ I keep forgetting. ~Quickly closes the distance, pulling Jamake into his arms~ Hi. ~Smiles~
: *wraps her tan arms around him* hi... *cracks a smile*
: **sits at the bar where his glass of wine still sits and sipps it slowly**
: ~Kisses her softly~ How are you today?
: *returns the kiss* i'm doing fine...how about you?
: Better, now. ~Looks at her fully~ Are you happy? ~Wraps his wings around her~
: check
: *smiles more* yes, of course im happy..
: ((ok It's Red))
: ((what color you want Az?))
: **wonders where Maili ran off to and sipps on the wine some more**
: ((this color is, thank you for asking though Jamake))
: *is sittng at a table with her feet up, sipping her own drink*
: **waves to Maili** sorry i disappeared there for a minute
: Good! I missed you. How's the old man? ~Smiles, referring to Drake, of course~
: i missed you too...*snuggles up closer to him* Drake? he's doing alright..
: **puts a kettle of water on the stove to boil**
: I see that. *pours a little more of the small bottle into the glass*
: Have you given any thought to what I asked?
: **takes the kettle off of the stove and fixes a pot of camomile and honey tea**
: **grabs two cups and the pot of tea and walks over to Maili** may i offer you a cup of tea and join you at your table?
: yes, a very lot..
: *nods, blowing some renegade strands of dark hair from her eyes* sure.
: ** sits and pours a cup of tea for Maili and himself** so what's that concauction your sipping on if i may ask?
: And? ~Watches her closely~
: ..and...i can't even begin to imagine what i would be missing out on if i said no...
: It's just a Smirnoff Ice. A malt liqour.
: Good! ~Kisses her again, fishing in his pocket~ Where did I put that thing? ~Brow scrunches up in confusion~
: *returns the kiss again, then just watches him...*
: ~Finds it, pulling out a modest little ring~ There it is! Found it!
: oh...well i garounte that once you've tried the tea it'll be all ya need to take the edge off after a hard day at work
: I didn't work today. I drink tea a lot to help me sleep. *stands up* thank you for the tea *picks up the cup* but I do work tomorrow morning so I really should be going.
: *smiles some*
: must you go?
: ~Takes her hand in his, and looks at it for a moment, seeming to forget about the ring in his hand, then shakes his head~ Here you go. ~Slides the ring over her finger~
: I'm afraid so. If I ever want to get up in the morning. Have a good night *with that, she walks towards the door, her heavy boots clunking all the way*
: *looks at the ring, smiling*...it's really pretty.. *looks back up at him, in his eyes, still smiling*
: then good eve to you Maili, till our paths cross again
: *slips out the door, still holding the cup full of tea. like they'll miss one cup. and she's gone*
: ~Pulls her close~ Yeah, but it's just, technically, an engagement ring. And it doesn't do you justice, Jamake.
: **sighs and looks to the bar seeing the blind man** hmmm i wonder
: **removes a toothpick from his jacket pocket and smiles**
: *wraps her arms around him again, resting her head against his shoulder* i know..and i dont need anything big or expensive....i'm...i'm just happy being here ...
: **throws the toothpick, like a dart, twards Randals left hand**
: Me too. ~Sitting on an especially thick branch, wraps his arms around Jamake's waist, then falls backwards, his knees hooked over the branch, both of them hanging upside down, now, like bats~
: **smiles at Remy and runs to him, giving him a big hug then lets him go and clears his throat** sorry about that Remy, i just, oh, i....
: eep! *goes falling backwards with him* *chuckles some* you nut..
: Remy, you must forgive me, i am just excited....i travel under a different name and have changed my apperance since i saw you last...tell me...where is Liz
: ~Smiles~ Yup. Yes, I am. And you love that. So who's the bigger nut? ~Laughs softly~
: yes this i know....just wait here...
: *smirks* definately you *grins*
: ~Feigns anguish~ Ouch. I'm hurt. Woe is me. ~Laughs, kissing her~ Okay. You win.
: i understand how you might feel Remy
: *chuckles some, kissing him back...still hanging onto him* yay..
: *is standing in the doorway as she watches Her husband and this man she is wearing a flowing gown the top a corset the bottom flowing around her as she walks*Welcome Home My son*smiles softly*
: hehehe....yea...i've been looking for the both of you for the longest time
: ((back to brown...))
: **runs to his mother and tackels her kissing her face** i've missed you both soo much
: Don't let it go to your head, Jamake. ~Winks~
: *lets out a soft giggle as she hits the floor embracing him tightly as she places a soft kiss on his cheek*You must have read my mind my dear I have been thinking of you this last week
: *smiles* i promise......*hesitates..looking at him, into his eyes...* *then leans in and kisses him softly on the lips*
: ~Is caught off guard, mainly because he's normally the one to initiate the romantical-type gestures, returns the kiss, however~
: as i have you...that's why i have been trying to get on to the vamps kiss but i thing it's been destroyed or something...
: ...*aaand slowly pulls away...blushing some*
: Yes my dear it has been for atlest a year now. That is why I made this place*gently strokes his cheek*now come help your mother up
: What? What happened? Did I mess up the kiss? ~Now thoroughly confused~
: i had to travel under an assumed identity till i was shure i had found the right place
: **helps his mother to her feet and hugs her**
: i've gotten into more trouble since i left...i was angered at the fact that i could not see you
: no, you didnt mess up anything... *just blushes some....is hardly even the one to do the kissing..usually just receives the kisses*
: Then why are you blushing?
: *hugs him tightly and looks in his eyes*and what trouble have you gotten into?
: (Do you have AIM? MSN? Any messagers??)
: misbehaving mostly...and i started doing drugs to ease the pain of loss but i quit because it only made the pain worse...
: not on this comp...i'm at a friends house
: What have I told you abou Drugs*sighs* I am just glad you have stopped them*looks over and motions lane to her*
: *shrugs, sorta*...just am.
: "/a looks to Lane and raises a brow, then back to his mother**
: Don't be ashamed of the kiss, Jamake. If I didn't like it, I would have told you. Did you not like it?
: i know i know....but i was so sad, i couldn't take it any more...you are my family...you and Remy...i broke down
: We are always here Hun even if you can not see us we are in your heart and we love you
: *she sucks her teeth a moment, considering ... - she pushes herself forward and up, setting her glass aside. Some of the chill from her eyes eases away and she comes to hover near her mother and the other boy, silent still*
: Goku this is Lane, Lane this is Goku my first Child. So that makes you brother and sister*kisses Lanes cheek gently*
: as i had come to realize...
: ..of course i liked it...*the blush fading away*
: **smiles to Lane** hello Lane nice to meet you **hugs Lane**
: Then why pull back?
: *she favors Goku with a smile, and offers her hand to shake, after leaning to return a kiss on her mother's cheek, offering a hug as well* I've missed you, mum. Where've you been? A pleasure to meet yet another brother, assuredly.
: *shrugs* no reason..
: ~Smiles~ Okay. ~Kisses her, then, figures, she hasn't broken a kiss he's started yet, so. . . testing new limits~
: I have been busy at the castle a few things came to my attetion, I must regret to say this vist must be cut short Its Remy and I's 3 year aniversory of actuly being with each other and we are going to a movie So I must regret to say i must be leaving*kisses Lanes cheek again and hugs Goku tightly kissing his cheek*I will be back tonight and if you need get ahold me email me (Elizabethlebeau@hotmail.com)
: *returning the kiss, closing her eyes..*
: ok mother...i'll see you later on then
: I hope to see you soon Son. Both of you I shall return in a few hours*hugs them both once more then leaves to go with Remy*
: **hugs Back**
: *nods, and waves lightly as her mother goes, eyes drifting briefly to Goku, before she glances back at her booth, considering*
: **looks to Lane** may i join you **smiling**
: ~Simply kisses her, arms tight around her waist, so she doesn't fall~
: *she offers a faint shrug, and a fleeting smile* Of course you can join me. Always good to know family. *motions to her booth with a weak wrist, and makes her way toward it*
: *still holding onto him too...not pulling away, not going to anytime soon....getting lost in the kiss.....things are almost too good...*
: **waves to Ash**
: ** walks to the booth with Lane ** are you ok?
: *she laughs lightly, and takes up her former position* Good as I ever am, these days. Thank you for asking. How are you?
: ~Holds her, and the kiss, nearly longer than what is 'acceptable' by most, simply because he doesn't want it to end~
: much better now, the constant ache is starting to dwendel
: Ache? From what?
: missing my family...my heart is what ached...tell me...how long have you been a part of the family
: *still holding onto him, and the kiss*
: i have missed much in my absence
: takes the bottle and goes outside
: *she shrugs, looking up at the cieling as if considering* I'm mum's youngest. I was just Embraced maybe a month ago. Her eldest and youngest, sitting together. I miss the family too, but ... I hardly know any of them, either. So I suppose it balances out to a cool acceptance, you know?
: uh* kind of grunts scratching his cheek
: ((test))
: ~Breaks the kiss, finally, looking at her, to prove a point~ See? You have nothing to ba ashamed of, Jamake.
: ((test))
: **smiles and chuckles** indeed....
: *smiles at him after they break*...im not ashamed..
: leans over and lets the night winds kiss his face remembers to himself how much he like it before, but that was a long time ago
: So how long have you been gone?
: Then explain to me why you were blushing, Jamake.
: takes a drag of the cigar places his foot on the railing*
: over a year i suppose...as i said earlier i was bad on drug usage so i'm not really shure...but all that is behind me now...i shall never mention that again
: ...*shrugs*..dont know...guess maybe parts of me aren't fully matured yet..
: *she shakes her head, lifting her warmed rum to her lips, but only wetting them* Good thing you got off 'em. Drugs are nasty shit, to say the least.
: yes...very nasty....very deadly to boot
: Or maybe you're afraid of what you're feeling. ~A shrug~ I've been reading.
: swigs the bottle for the taste not for buzz of it as if he could get drunk now even if he wanted to
: *blinks*..huh?
: they were almost the death of me, and might have been if i hadn't broke down on them and swore to never do them again
: You might have pulled back because you were afraid of letting yourself get so attached that you would make yourself vulnerable. Or something. I'm a bit cloudy on that aspect. ~Scientific side coming out in full~
: **looks to Randal And Saige at the bar** hey could one of you two toss me a bottled water
: ...*just shrugs...was educated somewhat, but not that much..*
: How'd you manage to get over the addiction? *she lifts the rum again, repeating the wetting of her lips, tilting her head to watch him, green eyes curious*
: brb
: you no I can here you that is what being undead will do for you * he mutters
: Are you afraid I'll hurt you, Jamake?
: no, of course not...
: Good. Because I won't. I don't know how. Or want to.
: *smiles* i know you wouldn't ever..
: ((brb))
: (*molestifies her saigey-pop and prods ash in some random area .. shifty eyes*)
: ashes the cigar on the railing and manders back to the bar placing the empty bottle on the counter and picks up another* You seen your brother lately* he ask uncorking the bottle
: who do you think I am talking about
: Good. ~Kisses her again~
: *she smiles at him, dragging a fingertip across plush lips* That's something to be admired, indeed. Congratulations on that, Goku.
: probably dead somewheres or hanging in some rat infested place but eh* shrugs his shoulders * that is my boy
: looks at the man * no need to get up
: You're quite welcome, brother dear. *she favors him with a sweet and genuine smile, one of the few she can muster these days* I hope for your continued success, as well.
: *again, returns the kiss....not pulling away....doesnt want to..*
: Actually, I was a werewolf before I was Embraced. I was Lane Always-Cold, instead of Lane LeBeau. *shrugs faintly, smiling at him again* What else would you like to know, big brother?
: ~Looks at her once again, after the kiss is ended~ You know, Jamake, you could be a model. You'd have to find a way to get rid of the wings, first, but you could.
: * Walks in, smoking a Marlboro blend 27.*
: *chuckles* you are a nut..
: * Walks over towards the bar and sits down.*
: it's fine besides everyone know our business * he says looking to Randal * taks out another cigar lights it by the candles wick
: * Looks over at Goku and nods.*
: winks at Hunter as he takes a long drag from the cigar
: Why? Because I can appreciate beauty?
: More than a little, to be sure, Goku. *she waves to Hunter, smiling* Come over here and join us, brother. No need to sit alone. *she pushes herself up, lowering her feet to the floor, tilting her head at Goku, brows raised* How much would you like to know about me?
: * Grabs himself a beer and walks over towards an empty booth.*
: *chuckles* no, cuz you have some wild ideas...*smiles*
: * Winks back at Ash.*
: * Stops and walks over to Goku and Lane. Sits at the table and opens the beer.*
: ~Smiles, winks~ You should see the ones I don't give voice to.
: Evening brother. * Takes Goku's hand and shakes it. Looks at Lane.* Sister.* Nods lightly.*
: I haven't made up my mind on that one yet, honestly. *she graces Huntie with a smile* How've you and that lovely girl of yours been?
: *chuckles some more, then rests her head against him..still holding on tight..kinda snuggling against him in the limited position they're in..*
: * Looks at Lane.* I've been busy.
: true..but I only kill my ememies not friends* takes a swig of the bottle
: *face goes white for a moment as she pats herself down the front, then the back* Damn it! Dude has my smokes...*frowns deeply as she continues up the road, pausing for a moment before the menacing front doors* Wow, who's the decorator, Chaucer? * opens the front doors and steps into the main roon, glancing around at the others*
: ((*leaves*))
: ~Looks at her~ You want to go back to being right side up, again, Jamake?
: sure...*not moving her head*
: *shrugs* Provoke it out of me with questions. I don't spill my information quite as freely otherwise. *sighs, glancing at her watch, as if waiting*
: taps the ashes of the cigar into the tray looks at Saige and noticed how much she really looks like her mother even if she tires to hide it
: *is waved too? not too sure on what to do, she waves back, then makes her way to the bar, looking for a phone and maybe an unattended pack of smokes she can lift*
: ~Leans up, pulling her with him, straightening, now sitting on the tree branch~
: ((Goku's is just a friendliness fiend!))
: *no longer hanging upside down, but still hanging onto him....doesnt want to ever let go...*
: Love. And I have that. *she blushes slightly, looking very much the young girl she is* What about you?
: *is dressed in blue jeans, a black tank top and a demin jacket**not seeing a phone accessable to ber at the moment she flops her bum down on a stool, elbows coming to the bar, head to her hands* This so didn't just happen...*yeah, her entire frigin life was in that bag*
: ~Has no problem letting her hold onto him, is doing the same thing~
: *tilts her head, brows raised, leaning over the table some* What kind of love?
: *just snuggles up next to him as much as is possible....comfortable....feeling safe..*
: *looking up at the tender, assuming there is one, she orders a Molson from the man, not really wanting the beer, wants a god damned cigarette**needs something to keep her nerves in check*
: *she reaches out and clears the tear off his cheek, sighing* I'm sorry you lost that child ... I hope someday you might have another, to help ease that pain.
: *ok, well, then, ex the beer, and instead she starts chewing on her crimson painted nails* Frigin asshole, stealing my cigarettes, the wanker...*grumbles to herself*
: ~Smiles, looking at her~ Let's go home. ~Takes Jamake home, just as Jamake's player is falling asleep~
: Only at night, big brother. *laughs, and taps him lightly on the nose, affectionately, blind at the moment to Carter's entrance* So ask away, brother love.
: **looks to Virginia** look do you really need the bag that bad, if you tell me what kind of car he was driving i'll go to the city and get it for you
: *she eases back, letting Goku go to assist Virginia if he decides to, lifting her drink to her lips again*
: (brb)
: *looks over to Goku**holy shit! how did he know what she was thinking**just, yeah, can only manage to sit there, dumbfounded, and stare at him, like a moose in the headlights*
: **looks to Lane** see you in a few
: **walks slowly twards Virginia** well?
: *she absolutely beams when she sees Carter; she pushes herself from the booth and nearly tackles him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him lightly on the lips* Hey beautiful ... I've missed you. *pushes his hair from his face gently*
: How...how did you know I had a bag taken from me? *her thumps and index fingers brush against each other, sorta in a snapping style**does this when she's nervous*
: **grabs a beer and hands it to Virginia**
: lets just say i'm good about reading into people
: *takes it, but doesn't drink* My mother used to do that shit, please, do me a favor and dont do it again, I hate anything that reminds me of her...*now takes a pull from the beer*
: so tell me, what kind of car was it and what color and i'll find it
: **waves to Dan**
: *laughs, and kisses his nose; having to push herself on extreme tip-toe to do so, slight form engulfed by his well-formed arms. She wiggles into him, pushing closer, eyes gleaming happily up at him* Oh, you think you missed me more, huh? I doubt it ... I wish you didn't have to go off so much ... *curls her fingers into his hair, stroking the back of his neck*
: or would you rather let the Asshole get away with all of your stuff
: VW Jetta, black. That's all I know, I'm not good with cars...*takes another pull of the beer and looks Goku over, wondering if he has any cigs on him*
: Sorry Saige..didn't mean to interrupt...**gives Virginia a KOOL and walks outside**
: **jumps into the air and flies off to the city**
: **looks for the Jetta**
: *she makes a little incoherent noise of pleasure at the purr, feeling it through is body; she leans gently into the kiss; she pulls away to rest her cheek and ear against his firm chest, sighing* Mayhaps I should relocate to wherever it is you are most regularly ...
: *so is left sitting at the bar, with a bunch of really odd people**not that she's any picnic either, but she doesn't go around filling everyone in on her dark family secrets, not all of them, at least*
: **finds one and lands on the hood crushing the engine into the pavement**
: **rips the door off and pulls the guy from the car and watches him flee in terror, grabs a bag from the back seat and flies off tward home**
: *yeah, and since there's talk about entrails and whatnot, she comes to her feet and walks arcoss the parlor, to continue her search for a phone*
: **lands outside and walks back in handing the bag to Virginia** is this it?
: *she frowns, having expected something like that. She shrugs faintly at his question, hitching her arms around his neck and lifting herself knowing full well she's a feather to him, and wrapping her legs around his waist; somewhat child like and clingy, but she savors every chance she gets with him* I've been okay. Lonely, but okay.
: *looks at her bag* Jesus fucking christ! *takes the bag from him and opens it up, checking to see if her passport and everything is still there**withdraws her pack of smokes* Thanks!
: **nods and smiles** better now?
: oh and don't worry **starts walking back to the booth** he won't be picking anyone up in that car again
: **sits at the booth and lights a cig**
: Yeah, thanks again...*calls to him as she lights up the smoke, taking a long pull before she exhales**flops down at a seat, and pulls her phone from her bag**dials a number and waits for the person on the other end to pick up*
: **nods and waves her over** come...join me...if you want to that is
: Don't change your lifestyle or anything just to be around me more. *she nuzzles his neck lightly* I know you love me, and that I'll see you eventually. That's enough.
: *the phone beeps at her* What do you mean I'm out of my range! *yells at the phone, then looks up to Goku* Actually, know where there is a phone around here that I could use?
: Phone? **grins and Chuckles** haven't a clue...there probably isn't one...at least last time i was home there wasn't
: *shivers at the purr, pressing closer to him and lifting her face to pout seductively at him* Not enough for me either, beautiful. *trails a glossed thumbnail across his bottom lip, tugging it lightly*
: No phone? What do you mean no phone? Isn't it fire code or something to have a phone? *is quite flustered, has not had a good evening*
: **laughs** Randal ya lil devil
: sorry again Saige
: *fumbles with the phone again and starts towards the door, maybe will get service somewhere outside**gone*
: *she grinds her hips playfully into his, nipping lightly at his mouth* So .. anything interesting on those travels of yours lately, doll?
: waves goodbye to Virginia
: *giggles, and nudges her cheek into his nose for the butt patting, giving his nipple a little pinch* Sounds like fun, kitty cat.
: **walks over to the bar and sits next to Carter and his Lil Sis**
: Relax ... *steps in and closes the door then locks it * Now Mrs. Lebeau made sure this room was well protected for me seeing as I'm still a little hot under the collar * impling his mortality * *Saige can see his room is rather neat with a work area and his clothing laid about neatly on the spare bed a set of clothing for every day of the week * No just relax ... this is just buisness ..please sit ...*motions toward a chair *
: no-now
: *isn't exactly comfortable either seeing as he has a picture of what she looks like mentally and she is a very attractive woman ..but none the less he doesn't really know her ..but he does like her straight to the point forwardness he sees it as a very refreshing quiality *
: **yawns** the room died kinda quickly, don't you think
: *laughs* Oh? *she drags her tongue across his cheek, laughing* I'm not fun at all. Come on, the adrenaline rush of being that high up, compared to me? Ha!
: **walks outside to the lake**
: *nods* Well i'm not to keen on working agianst my employers family but I've got my hands so deep into the affairs of this place and the on goings ..and the reports I've run across some stuff on Cade it won't be to hard to do as you wish .. I just need the guardian's name and we can work from there .. and you seem very able to handle yourself in buisness so I can only imagine ..*stops himself thinks " what the hell? then mentally slaps himself "CLIENT Randal C-L-I-E-N-T " * he screams in his mind *
: **skipps stones across the lake
: **
: .
: *moves over to his work area and gets a few documents out .. then feels for a pen his fingers trace the pages and then he uncaps the pen making X makes beside some braile lines *
: I could get another lawyer. *also doesn't sound keen on that idea since she's one of the most untrusting people that she's run across at least, but she trusts this one* Then you wouldn't have to work against him. I guess I just need your advice. Like I said, I wouldn't mind visitation, but I do not want my son to be at the mercy of his fathers chemicals. I have three names for you.
: (*people-person.... ugh I SUCK tonight)
: *thanks god she over looked the comment * Ok sign here .. here ... here ... flips the page .. here ... here .. flips the page initial here and here ..and sign and date here ... and names go here ..*smiles*
: *oh.... picked it up, her moron player just forgot to stick that part in like she meant to*
: BGasically every where i put an X you sign ..two x's you inital and three x's you put the names ...
: *she bites his ear gently, tugging playfully* Oh, no? Prove it ..
: ((LOL its kool just go ahead and say it anyway lol ))
: ((wasn't gonna say anything, it's just noted))
: ((you got Msn Saige? ))
: ((Parasite_Doll@hotmail.com))
: ((kills the G in basically ))
: **jumps into the lake for a refreshing swim**
: *chuckles and tilts her head at him, brows raising* You think you can? I'd like to see you try, kitty mine ... *tugs affectionately on a lock of his soft hair*
: *does as instructed, but pauses when she gets to the names* do I put the names in order?
: First choice should be the one you want the most *nods8 and so on down the line
: **jumps out of the lake and sits on it bank looking out across meditating
: *quivers with laughter, tossing her head back, eyes alight with mirth* Oh, as if you don't want it too! *pinches his waist gently, before poking him in the gut; not that he has much of one*
: *nods as well, but then remembers he can't see her* Alright. *in clear, sure penmanship, she writes her brother, Zakari's name first, her mother, Lillie, is second, then Sarah Nyght* There's a lot of papers...
: ((cuz she did it ALL for da nookie))
: ((and for the record, that was for Lanie's sexy ass))
: *nods* Yeah ... its all paper work ... the papers are all in braile too just makes the clerk at the courts hate to see me coming *chuckles*
: **walks back in and to Lane and Carter** hey Sis having fun? **slight smile**
: **looks at the clock on the wall and wonders when Liz will be back**
: They hate anything that has to do with work *flips back through the papers* I think... *finishes flipping* I'm done.
: ** hopes Remy comes too**
: Yeah .. well i tend to make it difficult cause i have to have my copies exactly as I turn them in in braile
: Can I ask you something that you can look at as an attorney, a friend of the family... however you want to be honest?
: Excellent ... well i'll just drop them off tomorrow when I'm at the court house and your done ..once they are filed .. it's a legal matter then
: Umm sure
: ask away
: I certainly do not! *she turns to smile at Goku briefly, giggling* Yes, I am. Carter, this is my brother, Goku ... *nuzzles into Carter's neck, hiding her face away, whispering something terribly naughty into his ear*
: Do you think I'm doing the right thing?
: nice to formaly meet you Carter...i believe we have met before though....long ago though it was
: I can't answer that Saige .. all i can say is your a mother looking to do what is best for her child ...and nobody can fault you for that
: ((this coming from an ex-druggie, i wouldn't let Cade have visitation rights untill he's off the drugs, sorry again, but that's all i have to say 'bout that))
: ohh...don't worry 'bout me...kids will be kids
: *nods again, this time silently* And there's something else you should know before you drop those papers off. I'm not human, and neither is my son. To my knowledge, there is no record of us legally what so ever.
: *fingers of one hand squirm between his thighs, stroking high and inside gently. She giggles and continues to whisper dirty things to him, tongue stroking his ear lightly, voice low and seductive*
: I know .... most everyone around here isn't whats the term used ... mortal ?? ... but theres ways around that
: Like what?
: Hard to explain really ...but I know people ...who know people
: That could make up birth certificates, dental records and everything else to make us exists *her voice has a very uneasy tone*
: You write books don't you and you own your own buisness ... you already exist ... anything else can be taken care of
: I write them under another name, just like I own my building. Secrecy is everything, Randal. It's how we survive.
: *she laughs lowly against his ear, nuzzling her chin into his cheek* Then punish me for it, gorgeous.
: I know ... thats why I'm here ... I'm suppose to give this place a face lift in the publics eyes and make sure things that don't need to be known arn't known ... and I don't need you in person so to speak ..don't worry I'm good at my job *says reassuring * it will all work out
: Lane...if you see mom and dad tell them i went to my room and went to bed...also tell them that i love them...
: Oh! *she gives a little squeek at her butt being smacked, shivering in delight at the rumble of his purr, pressing her palms against his chest to feel it vibrate through her body, murmuring in his ear* Then what are you thinking of, hmm? *she pokes him gently* I am not mean to you ...
: **kisses Lane on the back of the head and walks twards the stairs** g'night Lil Sis...till next eve
: Night, big bro ... See you later!
: *stands up and takes slow, but confident strides to his desk, where she plops the paper down, then turns and walks back to the chair, which means she didn't snoop around* Alright. *taps her lips with her fingertips, her eyes swarming with unavoidable worry* I'm trusting you with my security and my son's future, and I don't even know you.
: **walks up the stairs and to his old room, everything just the way he left it**
: **yells down the stairs**g'night Carter...you take good care of my Lil'est Sister now ya hear
: And I'm trusting you not to use me for a midnight snack and I don't even know you so i'd say we're even *smiles at her soft;ly *
: good....**walks into his room and flops on his bed and falls asleep**
: *would mention that she doesn't even drink human blood, but can't think of a way to word it that doesn't make her sound lame, so she just laughs... yet another rare event* I would say so. Are you sure you are comfortable with this?
: **ZZZZZzzzzzzz.....**
: *she sighs gently, and snuggles herself quite firmly against him, quite intent on not letting go any time soon, her arms locked around his shoulders and legs around his waist, face burried in the crook of his shoulder* I love you, carter.
: (capital C* dammit ...)
: I'm comfortable if you are *give a soft shrugs the muscle under his t-shirt tighten and flex is a really nice atheletic looking you man *
: (Damn it I missed him)
: I'm just hoping that nothing happens to me *the chair squeeks as her slender, leather-clad form leans back in it* Thank you. Seriously... I... I can't thank you enough.
: **eyes OPEN wide**
: **flies down the stairs and tackles mom**
: No need to thank me ... I'm just doing my job ... *doesn't want her to feel indebted to him * Course then agian *shrugs* you might not be so appreciative when you get my bill after hours on a sunday too ... *grimices as he looks at her * sheesh *chuckles*
: **hugs Back** heheheh...
: *chuckles herself* They don't deliver mail on sunday.
: Nope and i don't usually work on sunday ... *grins*
: Hmm... I guess I should be expecting to pay some overtime.
: *she snuggles into Carter, closing her eyes, resting* A vampire and a werecat ... who woulda thunk it ... *laughs gently against his skin*
: just up in my old room....so did you and dad enjoy the "movie"
: heheh
: I think thats what i just said ... you know the whole get my bill comment ... *chuckles* *waves a hand at her * Don'
: Yes we did*giggles and looks at Lane*did you two get to know each other?
: ((grrrr )) Don't worry about it ... I get paid enough as it is
: well enough for one day...we'll get better aquainted later...she's a lil busy at the moment
: I see that*looks at Carter*I must say I have myself been away for a bit. Have been busy taking care of things.
: ugh *drops her head into her hand* I have a lot on my mind. Will Cade be notified of this, or will it only be brought up if I die? *doesn't seem to have much problem with the idea of her demise, as if it's never been much of a threat... or at least a threat that's not so threatening anymore*
: Your choice ...
: **helps his mother to her feet**
: *dusts herself off and smiles*We have a new lil one in the family Cade your brother has a son
: *she lifts her head out of the oh so comfortable crook of Carter's neck to smile at her mom, dropping her a wink* How's Dad? Haven't seen him in a while.
: I'd rather not. There's really not much reason for him to get all pissed off about it. This is just a precaution.
: *grins*He is out and about but well
: yes....Cade...well we'll talk about him later
: *looks at Goku*what do you mean
: *nods* Ok ... *says ok as if its just that simple and it is *
: i love you mom...more than anything at the moment =-]
: *smiles and kisses him gently on the cheek*and I love you
: **waves greetings to Elisa**
: Goku what do you know of Cade? He was born after you left.
: I hope you're as good as you say you are, or I'll pay you in an ass-whoopin' *could be taken seriously... or not. She's not even sure how serious she is about inflicting violence on a blind man*
: *returns to gushing sweet nasty things in Carter's ear, hands tracing over his stomach gently, in a light petting kind of way. nipping at his lobe gently*
: so...tell me more about him...
: But what is it you have heard Goku?
: *chuckles* I'm better then i say I am ... I have to maintain some shred of modesty when I do things professionally
: *wanders into the Parlor, he Notices Elizabeth right away and nods to her Idly*
: **wonders who Elisa's thoughts lay on**
: This all won't affect his rights, though will it? He'll still be able to freely see Ethan?
: ((Grr Phoenix prefers red))
: Well its at your disgression ... thats the only hang up with filing ...
: do you have yahoo im?
: So don't go loosing your temper and invoking anything and nothing will ever be known and nothing will ever be said
: *taps her nails against her arms remembering seeing Saige with Randel and raises a brow*mmmm what is going on Here i wounder(yes)
: Well, yes of course at my disgression. I wouldn't want anybody taking my son without my knowing.
: (ladyelizabeth01)
: I can do that. *chews on her thumbnail*
: Come on ... I want to be alone with you ... *she nudges her nose lightly into his neck* Be horribly romantic and carry me out?
: Good *smiles* you have anything other questions that you want my opinion/advice on before we transfer into casual conversation .. what am I saying I'm a lawyer I never get casual conversation 8chuckles*
: *feels ignored* *he then goes to the bar and gets his Usual bottle of Sake, it seems to be getting low*
: Not right now, but don't be surprised if I slip a few in here and there
: *waves to Asashi and looks at Goku*Darling what did you hear about Cade?
: I'm not worried ... *raises a hand and removes his shades * please excuse me ..but I need to tkae these off for a bit ... ..but if it makes you uncomfortable I can bare with them for a little longer
: *again the rustle of clothing as she shrugs* I've seen worse.
: *smiles* well i havn't ... this was the last thing I saw
: *she snuggles close to them as they bound off, giggling at his chivalry*
: *gone*
: Then I suppose you're the lucky one.
: a six inch steel blade heading straight for my face .. *shrugs*
: whats can i say you make the best of what you have
: *walks to the bar and around it she pickds up the phone and dials Randels suite #*
: Do you remember things? like colors, shapes... light?
: *Takes the bottle and leaves for the front area* **Gone for now**
: *and is most likely cut off by the phone ringing*
: ((*gets a little weak in the knees* oh yeah... the pic works *creams her panties*)
: well... *gets cut off by the phone ... reachs over fumbling for it and then picks it up * hello?
: Your pressance is needed in the parlor now*hangs up looking at Cade smelling the change in him she hisses low*
: *goes to answer but is hung up on * Well ... seems I'm needed down stairs
: *stands and grabs his shades placing them back on ... he takes a momment to striaghten himself up slipping on the rest of his suit ..tie and all and closes his breif case figuring shye read the reports and wants to talk about them * Your welcome to wait here if you like
: *nods, her hair falls in her face, but she doesn't bother to remove it. She stands. the leather in her outfit crinkles and crunches as she stretches. The stretch also causes her shirt to ride up, exposing part of the scar from where Ethan had to be cut out of her. Of course, she subconciously pulls it back down* I'll get bored and start coloring all over everything. I never grew out of that stage.
: *narrows her eyes at him*I give you life twice and you turn on your family like this. I can not beileve you came from me and Your father.
: I wouldn't be able to tell *chuckles* Opens the door and starts toward the stairs the cain in his right hand breif case in his left *
: *makes it to the stairs and makes his way down the cain sweeping his path before every step ..leading him to the parlor *
: *follows. Most people need 3 feet of personal space, but Saige leaves at least 5 feet between herself and Randal as her heavy books clank down the stairs*
: Then go it is not like you have even cared to be here for your child. Remember I brought you into thias word I can sure as hell take you out*walks to her table and sits crossing her legs and waits*
: *makes his way into the parlor but doesn't say anything as he hears the bickering waits to be addressed *
: Randal come sit
: **sits with his Mother**
: *appears from behind Randal* It's alright. There are enough people here that do care. *hops down the last step of the stairs*
: *makes his way over toward the direction where he voice came from and seats himself at her table * .. places the breif case on the polished table top ..the cain to his right * Yes Mrs. Lebeau you rang?
: Your sister was here when you ran off with that harlet and dont temot me CadeLeBeau You are here now but you will leave as always
: *tilts her head*Yes i did. i want to know whats going on in my tavern
: *cocks his head to the side * Whats going on injh your tavern?? ... I'm sure you have the files I sent ?
: Like you even know what your kind is*glares at Cade slipping a dagger from her garter and throws it hitting his briefcase *Now be a good lil boy and be quiet
: I mean I have seen you and Saige being all chummy I want to know whats up
: damn....
: *was.... about ready to walk out, but she lingers near the door... waiting to see how he handles this*
: I thought my personal life was mine to do with as I wish?
: *growls at him*And you think you are ready to be a father.*looks at him*and you are telling me she is being nice to you and you have no buisness with her? please I know the child since birth she is nice to know one.
: (second him= randal)
: *takes a few short steps back into the room, her head tilted. She's yet to look at Cade, or really even acknowledge that he's there. He's just not worth her time any more*
: Well Mrs. Lebeau i havn't known her since birth all i know is the side I have been shown .. one was two rather nice guestures of taking you the files the other day and getting me some tea .. and two rather pleasent casual conversation ... but if you must know she was getting advice on how to manage her finaces
: *looks at him and stands she whispers in his ear*I like you Randal but know this fuck with my family in any way and you will see a side of me you wont like.*her eyes land on saige as she speaks*
: *just shakes his head his patience with this job growing very thin seeing as how he's neck deep in all the records on this place and getting it turned around *
: *smirks, crossing her arms over her chest, not intimidated at all as she finishes her saunter over to the table. She leans over and puts her palms on the table* Lizzie, dear. what seems to be ther problem?
: *smiles*Now take a week or two off you have been doing a great job you deserve a rest.
: I'll keep that in mind ... I trust our buisness is concluded then?
: *looks at Saige*You being nice to someone.
: *shrugs* Indeed I am. And I dont understand how that's your business
: *opens his breif case and removes a file and lays it on the table * i believe this should go to Morguline ...i believe his name is ... tell him to keep his what are they called ...gural ? tell him to keep them in line and out of sight of mortals ... you had some hunters tracing about the property the other evening
: You are never nice even to the men you are with yet you are and to a lawyer? What are you doing lil one?
: Yes well Morguline never keeps anyone under control and Hunters are normal. but thank you
: *raises a very sassy brow* I'm nice to him because I have no reason not to be and I'm still failing to see how any of that is your business.
: *tilts her head*When it comes to you and what you may do with my grandchild it is my business Saige.
: *closes the breif case and stands * *shakes hi9s head agian is just seen as the blind lawyer ..not a attractive looking man *sighs* Well he better start ... *says with a firm tone and their havn't been and Mortal Hunters as in joe bubba and his pick up buddies on your property in over 2 months since I filed a restraint ... I can explain alot of things but how 5 hicks get slaughtered in the woods ... i can't sweep that under a rug Mrs. Lebeau even i have limits
: Yes well thats where bribes come into play
: Your grandchildren are your business, yes, but my son is mine. Just as what happens to transpire between Randal and myself behind closed doors is also my business. Do you honestly think that I would do anything... anything that would put my son in harm's way?
: I never said you would but you and i both know Cade is no father and no one to take care of a child on his own.
: If you have to bribe someone I'm not exactly doing my job then am i ? *shakes his head doesn't see himself being took serious at all * Well Mrs. Lebeau ... if we're finished ? *starts to move away from the table *
: *would have yelled something at Cade, but isn't in the mood. Besides, Ethan's great and anybody that has to be pushed to want to be with him just isn't worth it* And that is also my business, seeing as how Ethan is my son.
: *looks at Randal*You are doing your job but as you said certain things cant be covered up at all and I know this
: And he is my grandson.
: You're like the psycho mothers on all of those bad Lifetime movies. Listen, I've fucked a lot of shit up, alright? But don't think that I won't do what I have to to keep him safe and happy. You've raised your children. This one is mine.
: If you impliment measures to take care of the matters that can't be covered up then ... *stops ... is done talking ... didn't like being threatened for no reason didn't like that one bit * *starts toward the stairs the cain in his right hand not touching the floor at all as he walks almost calculated his movements percise and cold *
: (why didn't anyone TELL me that I've had the wrong icon up)
: I'm not going to blame you for him taking absoluetly no interest in Ethan, Liz. He's an adult. It was his choice to leave and it was his choice to be gone, but please... please will you back the fuck out and let us deal with it? It's just not your concern.
: I wont lose my Grandson because Cade is a dick
: You're not going to if you just do as I ask.
: *stops at the bottom of the stairs for an instant as if looking them over and then he starts up the stairs his cain remains in his right hand but still not touching the floor *
: and that is
: *walks up the stairs turns the corner ans starts toward his room *
: Respect the fact that if I need your help, you have my word that I'll ask for it. My son will not want for anything because of my pride. But, unless I ask for it, stay out of my business and trust me that I'll be a good mother to this child.
: *opens his door and stpes in closing it behind him and locking it ... places the breif case on his work table and lays his cain down ... removes his suit jacket , tie , shoes . belt and t-shirt *
: THen when you need me ask
: I will. *stands up straight, always tugging down at her shirt* but I was talking with a friend and you interrupted me, so excuse me *without waiting for a response or anything, she walks across the room and starts back up the stairs*
: * KNOWS he got threatened for NO reason at all isn't happy at all , sits as his desk and starts to go over paper work .. needing something to occupie his mind *
: *walks... to what she hopes is Randals room... every damned door in this place looks the same.. and knocks lightly three times with her knuckle*
: *reachs over for the phone and takes it off the hook ..and it starts beeping .. *shakes his head and disconnects the wire from the back * vacation ... *mummbles under his breath *
: G'night all, blessed be
: *pauses as he hears a knock at his door ... gets up .. doesn't really care about his appearance and he moves to the door and opens it the chip in his head working swiftly now * Yes? *is now shoeless, sockless,beltless,and shirtless*
: ((night Goku. *will get you next time.. wasn't in the right char to do it tonight*
: **hugs his mother and goes off to bed**
: uh *can't think of anything to say but...* it's me.
: (( take care until next time Goku))
: *hugs her son and goes to bed as well*
: *his upperbody tanned a pecan brown in color the muscles firm and defined ..but his upperbody also carring a number of scars * Oh .. come on it I wasn't expecting to have any company so please excuse my appearnace ..*seems a little put off*
: get me?
: *is a bit caught off guard herself* I uh...mm forgot my jacket *isn't. She's wearing it. She never took it off*
: ((* Is Miss Lillie Doll Black/Doll Parts if you will and if you don't rememeber me, I'll just be so sad I won't know what to do*)
: *gives a small smile * well come on in .. *can hear her jacket on her as she moves but doesn't say anything *
: ((of course i remember you...now i don't knoe Saige really though other than what i've read))
: ((prolly lucky for you, dearheart. She's not vera nice at all))
: *turns and starts toward the bed his back broad and muscular also covered in scars *
: *goes back to the chair where she was sitting and pulls the jacket off and throws it down onto the chair... and apologizes again, second time in one night* I'm sorry that you were pulled into the middle of that. You were the punching bag for something that had nothing to do with you and I'm sorry.
: ((she seems nice enough **smile** well good night to you Derest Lillie))
: ((sweet dreams, darlin' and don't you dare stay away so long!))
: Its no problem I'm used to it ... people use me for a punching bad all the time ... thats my job ...
: but what you wanted done will be took care of no worries
: ((sorry 'bout that love, my comp caught a bug and just hasn't gotten over it yet))
: No it isn't... *stops in mid sentance as he slips back into the lawyer mode again. She stiffens, the constand scowl that is a constant part of her face, returns in place of the relaxed and almost curious expression she'd had, but this may be most obvious to Randal when her words trail off, then when she speaks again, her voice is hard and business like* Well, thank you Mr. Mcalister. I appreciate all that you've done and you will indeed be paid well, including a bonus for consulting on sunday
: (wow... longest post I've ever done)
: ((what time will ya be on tomarrow Lillie?))
: (errr... I dunno. whenever I get bored. usually around 8 or so)
: Saige ... please call me Randal .. and consider a personal favor Now .. and in return *spins slowly and looks at her * Don't ever call me Mr. Mcalister agian unless we're in court *smiles after * and I'm used to it really no worries
: ((what time is it now?))
: (3:39)
: ((consider it ))
: ((see ya then luv))
: (night pumpking)
: (is not fixing any typos tonight btw)
: something you want to ask me ? *says casually*
: *is so mad at Cade that she would probably burst into tears if she were alone, but she's not, so she hides it exeptionally well, because that is just what she does best* I didn't mean to disturb you. *looks at his attire, and personally thinks he's never looked better, but she'd never say anything like that* I just came for my jacket *picks up the said garment and shakes it a little* And I found it.
: Its no bother really ... and Saige I know you didn't leave your jacket I heard it when you walked in as it moved agianst your skin and I heard it when you threw it on the chair ... *nods* You really don't need to feel at fault ... you have nothing to be apologize for .. *stepes toward her and raises a hand the kn=uckle of his index finger touching her chin and raising it some* No worries ok don't give it a second thought
: *flinches at the touch, but doesn't pull away* You could have pretended. I didn't think I'd fool you, but you could have humored me.
: I could have .....*smiles* but I just perfered that it was my dashing good looks that brought you back *chuckles a little said that as a attempt to make her laugh * actually I know why you came up her to apologize for back there ... but its no problem I'm used to stuff like that .. *doesn't break the touch just yet ..just trails his fingers over her face once more seeing her with his hand* you know that scowl doesn't suit you cheek bones *smiles*
: *loses said scown in place of a sarcastic smirk* I know. I use it to scare the boys away.
: So what do you do when you meet one that can't see it ? *smiles*
: I've never had that problem before. *her hair is in her face and caught in her long black eyelashes, so every time she blinks, the hair moves and tickles his hand*
: *raises his hand to the hair and brushs it out of her face his hand caressing her cheek as he does so *
: *catchs himself and lowers his hand * i'm .... I'm sorry I shouldn't have ...
: *avoids the apology* I have to go pick up my kid before my brother calls the CIA to find me.
: *catchs the avoidance nods* Wel ... *tries to act as if he hadn't done anything* Until next time then? *smiles*
: *slips the jacket on, the leather slipping on her nicely* Indeed and thank you for not tellng Liz. I would have never trusted you again.
: No need to thank me ... I wouldn't have said anything besides she seems to want the same thing you do ... *raises his hand once more kinda nipping her chin with a your welcome kid type touch*
: *turns to leave, but she stops with her hand on the door knob* and when he's old enough, I want those papers destroyed. they never existed.
: I know people who know people *nods*
: Right *chuckles lightly under her breath and opens the door, slips through it, and closes it behind her without another word*
: Night saige *says softly as he walks over ans locks his door then makes his way back to his bed and lays down getting ready for bed him mind spinning more then ever with wonder*
: *GONE*
: *leaves and is very much gone* (night lovies. don't do anything I wouldn't do!)
: ~~~~~A good 7 hours later....~~~~~ *she is laying next to him, curled up at his side with a soft smile on her face, head on his chest* Mmm...tis like I remembered...
: Wow. You've learned a few tricks, eh?
: Mmm...I will say only one thing. Being with a woman has taught me several things with my tongue, Edwin. *grinning mischeviously...she just watches him. afraid this is a dream she will wake up from*
: I'm guessing it did. Being with a woman taught me this much. *Winks*
: *laughs softly and kisses his chest* I would hope so....*she then whispers softly* I love you very much. I know we can never be..but please...donnae go tonight?
: We can be. But first. . . *Shakes his head* You're probably right.
: ....what? .....what were you going to say? *that reflexive glimmer of hope in her eye sparks to life*
: First, you'd have to get over your hatred of Abigail. *Hope in his voice, for but a moment, visibly hopes the idea won't be shot down just for being that idea*
: *she sighs and looks down..whispers* I cannae. She stole me from you, Edwin. Just as Tiger despises me for stealing you. *a blood tear falls from her face. shattered her own hopes*
: Elisa, don't you get it? I'm not stolen from you. I'm here, with you. See? Please. Realize that.
: *she lifts his left hand and points to the wedding ring then looks to him* Need I say more, Edwin? *a quirk of a smile on her face*
: *Points at the ring she's been carrying* You could have that again. Although, I may miss the liveliness of the house whenever Tiger popped up somewhere.
: *rolls her eyes* What liveliness? The wench showing up, heaping guilt upon all she saw with a opening of her mouth? Nay, Edwin....*she appears to seriously be considering it* But...what of the Toreador?
: She's my wife. Why?
: *she sighs softly* N...nevermind. *just rests her head against his chest, violet tresses spilling about. she just tells herself to be happy with what she has now*
: *Smiles, moves Elisa to lean over him* You're close to taking me up on that offer. What's stopping you?
: Because. *a soft voice as she doesnt look him in the eye* I refuse to be hurt again, Edwin. You shattered me once.
: Elisa, if you and I were together again, in the same house, with Abigail, what shattering would be done? You. . . *Mutters* You two would be able to plot thoroughly. But that's not so bad.
: Nay. I willnae compete with someone over you. Nay again. *she sighs, feeling herself break again. But she whispers* I just want you. Is that so difficult to ask of? *so damn close to conceding*
: *Shakes his head* Elisa, you keep looking at this like it's some giant competition. It's not. It's really not. *Already mentally thinking of the brouhaha that'd occur when Bella sees Elisa*
: Nay? You think i will stand by when you are kissing her? *arches a slender brow* Edwin...you left me for her. For Hades sake, you bloody cheated on me with her. Think logically, love. *before she can stop it, it's out* I can be your mistress. Leather and all.
: *Raises an eyebrow* While the thought of you in leather is an appealing thought, are you sure you won't reconsider? You could see Veronica's baby. Or Kal's mother. Or. . . *A heavy shrug, followed by an equally heavy sigh*
: Edwin....*she sighs softly and leans up, placing a soft kiss to his lips* Let us start over. Please. I cannae stand and watch you be with another woman. At least grant me that....
: *Speaks, in a voice so heavy with sorrow that it seems to make his voice about four levels lower* I wish I could. Are you sure you won't reconsider?
: *she cant say no....her will cracking in her voice* As you wish....i cannae stand to be away from you....*her heart and emotions guiding her. she cant take it. she whispers* Simply ask.....
: *Blinks, looking at her* Seriously?
: *a quiet nod as tears flow from her face..blood she cant really afford to lose at this point. expended a lot with him already*
: *Blinks again, extending his left arm to her* Feed, Elisa. You truly do need blood.
: *she looks at him..ignoring the arm..waiting for it first before she even thinks about feeding from him*
: *Nods* Very well. Elisa, will you please move in with me?
: *blinking, she looks at him..a silent yes is whispered though she knows it just wont work..she'd expected him to ask her to marry him again in actuality*
: We'll do the marriage thing later, after you've fed. *Moves his arm toward her again*
: *looking longingly at it...she cant help it. taking his arm, she bites down and begins to feed. her hunger comes to life and she begins to increase her pace, frenzy nearly taking her*
: *Lets her feet, simply because he can, and had recently fed himself*
: *whimpering and growling, she takes as much as she can- not thinking anything about it...finishing, she licks the wounds closed and lays her head back onto his chest...feeling whole, in more ways than one* I..I love you.
: *Smiles* And I you, Elisa.
: *whispers* You have no earthl idea how long I have wished to hear those words....
: Nine months?
: *smirks and slaps his chest* More like a year, dearest. *she then kisses where she smacked* I missed you so much.
: *Snaps his fingers* Damn. Off by three months. *Smiles* Are you alright, blood-wise?
: I am now, aye..*she suddenly looks worried* Are you leaving me for her?
: *Raises an eyebrow* Pardon?
: ...you asked if I was well. Usually that means that the man will leave now that the female is sated. *is worried and it shows. just got him back. though he didnt ask her to marry him again*
: No. I wasn't asking for that reason. I was asking because, if not, we could go find someone to feed from.
: Bloody hades nay! *clings to him, her grip tightening visibly* Edwin. I just got you back. Donnae leave me. Nay now.
: Okay, okay. Shhh. *Finds her new panic a bit unnerving, as she had always been the most together person he'd ever known*
: *can see that unnerveance on his face. she speaks quietly* Edwin, I have slept alone for the past 6 months. Dreaming of you quite often. This is like a dream to me, Edwin. And I fear that if I wake..I will be in this bed again..alone, all of what we just transpired together..a carnal dream.
: Well, then it'd be a mutual carnal dream.
: *thankfully...she cant hear that otherwise something snippy would have come from her. she just snuggles into him, hand on his stomach to rest. she just sighs in happiness for once*
: Are you going to sleep, Elisa?
: Nay...should I? *a soft laugh. She reaches under the covers and takes him in her hand teasingly*
: *not even really caring....she activates Weather Control 4: Storm. A localized storm kicks up right over Abigail..wind forces in excess of 30MPH kicks up...and promptly throws her from the room, rainwater having slickened the floor, that would prevent her from gaining her footing.*
: Please. Employ your best. I will kill you myself.
: *standing very fluidly(Merit: Catlike Balance), she stands there at the ready. she simply motions for Abigail to start this*
: Are you going to sit there and blather or are you going to attack? he has claimed he loves me, Toreador. Very simple. Who are you to treat him as property? You sound just like the wench.
: *Shakes his head, moving to his clothes, dressing smoothly, and looking at the two of them*
: *simply laughs at Abigail* Hollow words from a hollow person. I thought you were going to attack. Pitiful.
: *Pauses, to think*
: *just simply laughs as Abigail leaves* And she is supposed to be the Prince. mmhmm. *walks into her bathroom to find her nightclothes*
: *she calls into the room* Are you okay, Edwin? *taking a drink of water...unnaturally relaxed and calm about all this*
: *Nods* I'm fine. I think. *Sits against the wall* I need to think. But first, I need to catch a nap.
: *spits the water out in the sink and comes out, nude body moving languidly to him. kneeling down, she takes his hands and speaks intently* Whatever choice you make, I shall stand by it, Edwin. *she leans in and kisses him softly, a tender loving one. she then moves to the bed* You are welcome to join me.
: *A nod* I just need to think, though. *Moves to the bed, fully dressed, now, and takes a normal position, half in, and half out, of the covers, is too damn tall for most normal beds, staring, unblinking, at the ceiling*
: Of course. I never expected anything more or less. *a soft kiss is bestowed to his lips before she whispers* I love you. Just remember that. *she then closes her eyes, relaxing...doesnt honestly think he will be there when she wakes*
: *remains seated on a huge bolder half-earthed, a unfolded sheet of paper sits over one knee .. pencil in hand working across it*..
: *she considers bothering to interrupt him, but recall his notorious temper which she's enountered before, she decides she'll stay right where she is, watching from here. Curiosity kept quite snugly reigned in*
: *sitting slightly hunched forward, his beast of a hand dwarfing the pencil he works with .. eyes intent on his work, bright and abnormally reflective - huge frame shadowed for the most part, whatever Luna's light doesn't show*..
: *she eases off the balcony railing and turns, stepping inside. She takes up a bottle or two of water from behind the bar, and with a muted, 'I'll regret this' kind of sigh, she starts toward the exit*
: *a cigar rests between his unattractive, scarred lips, smoke drifting into the oblivion of night .. he pauses a moment, brilliant-blue eyes lift to the lake - a hated stare into the depths*..
: *nearly silent steps on damp grass as she approaches him from behind; long legs carrying her easily, bottles held by lids between her fingers, swinging lightly with the movement of her arms. She says nothing, as of yet*
: *the unblinking glaring continues, hand with the pencil lays flat over the paper across his left knee .. wolfen-like claws loom from each finger, an inch long - his abundant amount of Rage resides about him, though kept under lock and key, instinct of any creature of Gaia feels its wrath under his surface*..
: Elder. *she says respectfully, announcing herself, though knowing quite well he probably knows she was coming a while ago. She gives a bow, and steps up to the left of him, some three or four feet away, eyes roving over him curiously, before locking onto his face. She can feel that warmth well enough, and something far more lacking, yet similar, stirs in her in reaction*
: Kinfolk... *spoken in a frightful tone close to great Fenris himself .. folding up the parchment again, he pockets it and the writing utensil into a pocket of his vest, both items returning to the Penumbra - his hard staring left unmoving*..
: *she ignores the unsettled tremble his voice sends through her, and offers out one of the bottles of water, forcing her words to retain their near indifferent tone* I hope you've kept well, as of late ... better than dead, at least ...
: *takes hold of the bottle in a huge, half-gloved hand, fingers binding it completely .. he lifts it to his maw, biting the top off and casting it into the tall grasses before a drink - a moment of quite prior to speaking*.. Why are you still here. *tone holds no questionable tinge, retaining the same depth is always has, and always will*..
: I haven't stayed. I left as you commanded. I only return now in then ... to see ... *faint shrug, as she hooks her bottle into the loop in her belt, designed to hold such things. Her eyes move over to the lake, head bowing some; almost in shame, but not quite. Defiant edge to the set of her mouth*
: There is nothing to see here. *cigar removed to drink, otherwise it is smoked*..
: Why are you so intent on getting me to stay away? I have no mission anymore, I'm no risk to you. *she crosses her arms, keeping her eyes off of him; voice retains that respectful note, but harbors annoyance just beneath, carefully controlled*
: It is not safe for you here, and I am sure the Tribe has numerous tasks that require your assistance. *his eyes meet her body, briefly scanning it over .. murderous, unfriendly gaze his hues always contain*.. Werewolves have died, or worse .. have been Embraced here. We are not wanted. *looks forward again*..
: I hardly doubt it. You said yourself we Kinfolk should stay out of the way, and have no real purpose in the War. *resentment burns deep in her grey eyes, as they flick to him momentarily* As for what happened to the wolves here, that's ... nothing I could have ever prevented or effected. I'm human. If anything happens to me here, it'll be death. And I don't care about that.
: *walks in with a doll under one arm, smoking a cigar, the smoke trails behind him*
: Then why even live... *spits the cigar out, at her feet .. another drink of water, his voice holding evident disgust it its monotonous intensity*..
: (Geocities images won't work here..)
: (erk...)
: (Better?)
: (Much..)
: /limk http://www.geocities.com/mephiticchaos/Danrothe.html
: Because I figure there might still be some remote chance I can help ... regardless ... besides. Death is selfish and cowardly. *faint shrug, as she takes half a step forward to step on the cigar, beneath a heavily booted foot. She stares at Luna's reflection in the lake, lips drawn into a thin, harsh line*
: (Do me a fav, my link working for you?)
: (Yes..)
: (good, thank you)
: *sits down where he usually would, looks around, seeing no one he puts his feet up onto the table, tilts his had down and starts to hum quietly*
: *empties his bottle of water, and using his Reshape Object Gift, he turns it into a two-inch sphere, then pockets it*.. And inevitable... *a pause*.. Stay if you wish, Kinfolk.. *nearly an insult*.. But be prepared to defend your life, for whatever it may be worth...
: *looks around making sure no one is around him, though he never can really tell, his sits a 2 1/2foot doll onto the table, wearing black vinyl*
: Which isn't much, I know. There are plenty more of me to go around, and as we're hardly worth our skins, we're exceedinly expendable. Yes, I realize you're philosophy. *she drags her hands through long brown hair, eyes snapping with anger* Inevitable, but I refuse to run from it; I'd rather run into it, serving something great, then hide ... *her eyes shift to him at that, scathing, but she manages to bite back her insult, barely*
: *silence about him as he looks her over, searching for the only thing he finds to merit a good warrior - scars*..
: *starts to talk to the doll, but no one is around toi hear what he is saying...*
: *arms are coated with them, and numerous tattoos; some of the scars interrupt the detailed black inkwork, some are covered by it. Many resemble things like rigid clawmarks, or the cut of a blade, or the sinking of some nasty set of teeth. One long and thick ridge sinks from the niche in her throat down beneath her shirt. In certain light, creases edge the corners of her eyes and mouth, adding years to her generally youthful appearance. One long scar along her hairline, from widow's peak to left ear*
: You are no pup to battle. *coming from him, the next step up would be getting annotated as Queen of England*.. Fight the good fight, Kinfolk, and prey you die doing so.
: (prAy, even..)
: *another faint shrug* Nothing else to do but fight. *she covers her waist by crossing her arms over it, clutching each elbow with the opposite hand. She scowls at the lake*
: *he straightens on his "chair", his own unnatural eyes view the dark waters*.. A pity your blood wasn't as potent. We need good warriors. Those who know what to do, when to do it, and how. *his demeanor remains the same, the killer always present in him .. but his attitude has shifted for her, there is respect in his low voice*..
: *places a needle into the heart of the doll, gets up, and leaves, leaving the doll on the table*
: *she turns to face him, as if almost startled by such words. Eyes regard him steadily, and she nods slightly* Despite my lack of pure blood, I feel I do all that I can, proficiently ... but yes ... the Race seems to be lacking intelligent members as of late; and most of the Tribes seem to be turning from the way of Battle ... Garou were built for it. I don't understand how some of them want to sit around council tables and debate points settled much more swiftly with sword ... or tooth and claw.
: Battle is still better won though an organized plan. *refering to the table-talk - only thing spoken as another cigar is lit*..
: Yes ... but these days, even that seems to take too long. *she lifts her bottle of water from the hook in her waist and lifts it, spinning off the cap and stuffing it in her pocket, to dispose of poperly later. She takes one deep pull*
: I know, but if it is what they feel is best, then allow them that much. Few choose to charge blindly into battle and hope their claws carve flesh. Effective as it is, more are lost that way. *a hard drag off his cigar, relaxing on the rock as much as one can when simply sitting there*..
: And we can't much afford to loose too many more ... *faint, almost sad sigh. She eases to the ground, in one graceful sweep; legs curled beneath Indian-like, back straight, arms folded across her legs* It's frustrating. Not having real Rage. In order to help more.
: (brb)
: It comes with a price. If you do not know how to control it, it is a curse. *he stands shortly after she sits*.. There are many ways to battle without inner anger. *spits the next word out with such loathing*.. Technology... *he takes a single step forward*.. I hunger, and there is prey nearby.. *eyes glance to the forest, head unmoving - instantly he assumes Lupus*..
: *and without another word, he shoots off through the tall grasses and cat-tails .. quick as lightning, he's off for the hunt..*
: (::outtie for food 'n' shit::)
: *she watches him go, sighing lightly. Throws herself back against the grass and streches out her legs, tucking her hands beneath her head. Eyes close, and she looks to sleep. Gone for now*
: *still laying by the lake, she turns her head, eyes drifting over the treeline to find the source of noise. Brown hair floods around her shoulders and under back, and she watches him near the lake, brows raised* Good meal, I hope, Elder ...
: *the huge dire wolf marches right up to the lake, lowering his head to drink needily*..
: *eyes close again, crossing legs at ankles, and she tucks her hands back beneath her head*
: *after lapping away at the delectable liquid, he turns and leaps to land squarely on the Kinfolk .. the action making just shy of no sound, eyes narrowed*..
: *a giant dire wolf barreling toward her isn't something she'd appreciate; considering she'd probably get squished to non-reparable states. Eyes flick open, as the sound of his lapping stops, alerting her to a change; in time to see his massive form launch toward her. She growls, and throws herself into a hard roll, attempting to escape the massive paws*
: *lands with a hard thud .. turning around immediately - back to lake to resume drinking*..
: *she snatches up a stone, size of her palm, flat and smooth, and hurtles it at his head; eyes glint, almost playfully, though she realizes the danger she provokes*
: *it skips, perfectly off his head .. glides to the lake and skips again off the water before sinking - his ear twitches and he continues drinking*..
: *for the hell of it, since he started this by launching his massive self at him, she continues to hurtle rocks at him; little flicks of fly-like sensation against his skin; but when a dozen or so pound at you in a half a minute, might just get annoying. She refrains from snickering openly*
: (at her* even ...merph)
: *like throwing rocks at a rock, he unphased by each it seems .. until the last one is hurled, and he passes into the Penumbra - all that's left is the lovely silence of forboding doom*..
: *she curses silently and lifts herself to her feet, growling low. Thank Gaia for the Lune Incarna that's her spirit guide and guardian, lingering in the Umbra to warn her of such attacks - which is why she isn't dead yet, thank you. The Lune watches for her, and she forces herself not to tense, waiting for the command to attack or defend*
: *a long moment of nothing, her guide letting her know that Morguline is indeed in the Umbra, but he doesn't look intent on attacking her - she is left with the quite feeling*..
: *she sighs annoyedly, and drops her nearly defensive posture. She crosses her arms, brown hair sluffing into cool stone grey eyes. That gaze drifts about, as if she could possibly peek and see him herself, muttering something to her Lune to go away*
: *which'll do her no good, if the Lune doesn't worn her, a crudly made bo staff will knock her knees out from behind to flip her with the force he has - the weapon and his arms appears a millisecond before he does*..
: *harsh hiss as she feels the gust of movement from his presence as the weapon comes near her flesh; the Lune, as commanded, handn't warned her of shit. Smartly, however, she dropps herself straight down onto her stomach to avoid the blow; barely, as the staff scuffs the top of her head, hair swirling* Dammit!
: *he spins and turns the staff with nothing short of perfected technique .. broguth down in a small ark, which from a glance will look like it'll smash off to the side of her spine - but failure to evade will tag part of her shirt to the earth*..
: (brought, even)
: *she tenses violently; every muscle in her body nearly spasming with her forced hype, preparing to take a blow she can't possibly evade fast enough; thankful to Gaia for the sword on her back, solid steeth, with a sheath of the same material; hoping he's stupid enough to aim for it, and shatter the damn staff*
: *the wooden staff plunges a small part of her shirt into the soft soil beneath her .. released instantly as he vanishes again into the Earth's Shadow*..
: *she absolutely sinks into the soil, with a deep sigh; calling the Lune back to hover over her form, taking a deep breath, watching him*
: *again concealed in the world if Spirits, but the Lune's keeping tab if asked to do so - again there is nothing, for a long moment*..
: *she considers getting back to her feet, but instead, she only flips onto her back after removing her sword from it's sheath, holding it across her chest, letting the Lune feed her his whereabouts, though she keeps her eyes focused upwards*
: *she knows that he is no where near her, to be exact, he's on the spiritual roof of the tavern .. there is, however, something traveling at high velocity right to her - something that will most definitely explode on contant of anything besides air*..
: *the Fireball Talen lands exactly where she was laying, but sent into reality, it expoldes into a firely dome of extreme heat expanding ten feet from the breaking point*..
: *he is no where to be seen, especially by non-supernatural eyes*..
: *he grins from a distance, and moves on .. having taken his Nightshade Talen, he is nothing but a literal shadow, darkness on darkness - the empty silence returns*..
: *something extremely heavy is unearth, and the sound of a giant boulder being hurled much quicker than it should be emits from behind her, several yard - it cuts the air, shooting loose dirt about*..
: *something extremely heavy is unearthed, and the sound of a giant boulder being hurled much quicker than it should be emits from behind her, several yard - it cuts the air, shooting loose dirt about*..
: (yardS.. ugh.)
: *he stands there, a shadow among darkness, next to a large gouge in the earth .. he is silent, pondering*..
: *he advances on her, no real grace about him .. a hulking mass of solid-muscle and contained violence is a shadowy form of himself - the voice speaking up*.. Good, but not good enough. That Lune of your's won't spare you forever. *voice booming with its usual depth and feral tinge .. not seeming disappointed*..
: *was there, anyways .. huge paws of hands grapple onto her shoulders suddenly, light grip but heavy weight*.. Put the sword away.
: (yeah ... icon ... *shifty eyes*)
: *a leathery 'snap' is heard, and he tosses a small wooden sheild bound to a leather necklace at her, the item becoming visiable when it leaves his hand - he takes a step back, then turns around*.. Use it wisely.
: *she clutches the thing in her hand; knowing what it is with only a brief glance. She stares at the retreating shadow, forcing her voice not to be unsteady* Morguline ... I thank you, most certainly ... *she fingers the small shield almost reverently, somewhat awed* I haven't earned this.
: You are no Werewolf, but you have the potential of one. *seating himself on the large rock he was on before, hardly visable, if that, in his current form*.. No warrior has earned a death from cowardly means. This will help prevent that. *spoken simply, not regret in giving her the powerful Fetish*..
: *she hooks the necklace around her throat, tucking the shield beneath the neckline of her shirt. She wipes a bit of cool sweat off her brow and sits, noding once* Thank you, then. I will use it as wisely as I know how.
: *the flickering flame outlines his shadow-body, leaving a glowing ember of a cigar*.. Tell me... *the ember brightens with a drag, thick smoke seeming to drift from what little of his image is seen*.. A Werewolf was Embraced because she wanted a family. What do you think about that?
: *she blinks, shaking her head* She willing turned herself into an Abomination? Gave up Gaia, and all Gaia had blessed her with? Gave up all that ... for a family? I'm supposing a vampiric one, if Embraced ... she should have seen that the Race is her family, if anyone is. *her eyes darken, staring at the lake* I think it somewhat foolish that she needed a 'family' to being with. She had Gaia ... what more did she need? *she sighs vaguely, head dipping some* She or he was selfish, and ungrateful.
: How do you think someone like that should be dealt with? *the ember moves as he looks to her, smoke wafting up from darkness*..
: *short, firm words* She should die. Very simple. There is nothing else to do, but for that creature, that horrid thing, to die. *a breeze stirs brown hair into her eyes, and she promptly ignores it*
: *the ember lifts and falls slowly with his nodding*.. And what would it take for you to kill her..?
: *she looks startled at that question, turning to face his veiled form; gaze resting just above the glowing cherry, where his gaze might be* Do you mean, as in physicality, or mentality? Mentally, it would be nothing for me to kill her. Physically, depending on her blood lineage, it may take me more than I currently have. I do not know her strength.
: Mentally, then physically. I want to enjoy seeing her end. *another drag, staying quite still through the conversation .. a huge shadow perched on a equally large rock*..
: *she nods slightly* I have no connection to this woman, and as far as I am concerned, she has wronged Gaia irrevokably. She's making a mockery of the Great Mother. I'd take great pleasure in killing her, if I had the means.
: *the glow moves as he ashes off to the side*.. Will you do it then?
: If you're asking me to. *she shrugs faintly, and brings one knee up, hooking an arm around it*
: *eyeing her with his shadowy hues*.. Do I really have to ask...
: *slight, fleeting smile across lush, unpainted lips* I suppose not. Her name? Description?
: *he goes into extreme discription about the Abomination, but doesn't list a name, ones not needed with all that he tells*..
: *she grunts, memorizing the information the moment it leaves his scarred, weathered lips* Very well ... I'll look out for her.
: *final drag off the cigar before he tosses it off to the side .. he stares over, into the lake in quelled silence, wondering where she's gotten off to...*
: *she falls silent, considering as he seems to be finished with her. She fingers the Fetish around her neck idly, thoughtful herself, but somewhat anxious. She glances toward the trees, then the tavern, muting a sigh*
: *drinks, something, but his shadowy form doesn't help in deciphering what it is*.. Something troubling you Kinfolfk?
: I haven't decided yet, if it's troubling me. *she slants her eyes at him, eyeing the boulder he sits upon and the space around it* Why are you asking me to do this, when you are certainly capable yourself? I'm not saying I won't, and eagerly, but I'm curious.
: Because I've killed enough for a hundred life times. *if seen, he looks over at her*.. You kill more, make yourself better. Bring pride to the Tribe.
: *something of a flush comes to her cheeks; who knows exactly why, peering at where she supposes his face may be* Thank you for the chance, Elder.
: You will be known well if you succeed, or fail. You have my word on it. *looks over the lake again, standing .. he steps up to it, gradually he returns to normal, starting from the center out*..
: *she takes a long moment to memorize his profile, and the entirety of the flesh she can see at this angle, before easing herself to her feet. She is mute; no words to form her exceeding gratitude. She bows low to him at the waist, hair falling to drag against the ground*
: *he stands tall, fists balled at his sides .. a monster of a man as his natural appearance returns to him - he glances back at her, his face void of emotion save for the scowl that is scarred into it eternally*.. Do it soon, and I will make it worth your while...... *this proposition is one no one of logic would pass up*..
: You've made it worth my while all ready, Morguline-rhya. *she rights herself, thick locks tumbling out over her shoulders and back like soft brown wheat* If I do recall her properly, she comes in frequently enough that it should be done within an evening or two ... if not tonight. *faint shrug* I only hope I'm capable enough.
: *he turns, body back to normal*.. I will help, if needed. *as the Kinfolk of Fenris, she knows that is more than most will offer - the motto or 'survival of the fittest' applies to most, if not all of the Tribe*..
: I won't ever ask for it. *voice holds a tight, firm pride, and a subtle confidence* Though thank you, Morguline-rhya, for the support. It's ... *flounders for the word, pausing momentarily* ... appreciated, and unexpected.
: I have difficulty getting to her, but maybe you can. I won't have you die over the wench if I can help it. *he moves past her, the steely muscle of one arm millimeters from one of her shoulders .. huge strides take him toward the tavern, a most casual pace*..
: *she restrains a shudder as he passes so near to her; his Rage, contained as it is, tickles against her senses in an almost cruel, if unintentional tease, of something she'll never possess. She turns, and catches up with him a few bounding strides, almost two of hers, one of his* Thank you for that, again, Elder ... I don't understand why you would offer such ... *winces at the word, hating it* ... protection, but I promise that I will try my hardest, so you need not lift a finger.
: Wolves attack and protect in packs. I do not have that luxury anymore. *a pause, as he continues on .. grass crushed beneath his weight*.. Additionally, I want her head on my wall. If you can make that possible, so be it.
: *she nods faintly, understanding. She reaches to scratch at her throat, at the thick scar which lines the center; an absent gesture* I'll make sure I don't destroy that particular apendage. I leave you that fun.
: *huge hand grabs onto the back door, tossing it open to slam loudly against the wall .. without a work, he ducks his seven foot six inch frame into the hallway, continuing on*..
: *she doesn't wish to appear the pup following the Alpha, though in actuality, that's quite what she is. Deviating from his path down an alternate hall; she pushes the bathroom door open, shutting it firmly*
: (*icon change ...*)
: *he ducks into the parlor, turning and soon entering the kitchen .. his stoamch is massive, and it takes several meals to fill it*..
: *does what most people do in a bathroom, giving her hands a scrub before sluffing off to the parlor; pausing only briefly within, to fetch up a bottle of water, before returning to her habitual balcony, doors left ajar*
: *he fixes himself a meal set for a king .. well, in his world - a whole chicken sided with slices of other meats, topped with a few bottles of milk*..
: *she faces the room as always, resting back against the railing. Arms crossed, senses accute as they can be in her state. Her mind mulls silently over previous conversation*
: *he steps into the parlor again, lowering himself through the threshold .. a single, quick glance to Elisa - one not too approving, then moves straight to his corner, past the hearth*..
: *she slides to her rear, one long leg extended before her, the other pulled against her chest and held with the appropriate arm. She listens, but stays silent and still*
: Evening, forever, in your world... *his voice bellows from a scarred thoat, always thinking of her free, mortal days every time he sees her - spinning around, he settles against the floor of his corner*..
: *eyes slip closed, and her breathing slows to one of ease and intentional pace; sliding away into something of a vague meditation, while retaining her ears on the converstion*
: We Garou are simple. If we're alive, that is all that matters. *though he seems to speak more for himself then a huge mass of species .. he digs into the meal, opening a bottle or two, downing slices of meat with no need to chew*..
: (BloowYne! =P)
: *a frown twitches her lips down as she thinks. Some incoherent mutter of words passes from her lips and she lifts herself to her feet. Passing back into the parlor, she fishes a key from her back pocket, steps long and purposeful, as she heads for the stairs*
: *he glances to his left briefly, toward the balcony .. a faint hope dwelling within him - eyes return to Elisa, deep in unwanted, but instinctual thought*..
: *he comments rudely as the loathing surfaces*.. Part of that Curse that powers you...
: *she slips up them swiftly, still muttering to herself as if the thoughts can't be contained sanely in her head. She moves with swift intent strides down the hall; door is open, closed and locked behind her. She moves to go to work, faint thuds coming from above the parlor*
: *speaking while he eats .. food almost as important as shedding blood on his claws*.. Drain them. End their immortality and gain personal benefit to do even better. *voice even, holding the depth only he can*..
: *he eyes her over like a woman condemned to hang forever on chains*.. So you live this life. You love and feed. *leaves it at that .. not finding anything else to the existance*..
: Perhaps one that doesn't crave power over the Kine... *his words fool no one, he knew her before she was Embraced, and as important as Kindred politics go - it's most evident that he would see her in such power over anyone else*..
: *she returns after a time with a book and a pen; Get of Fenris glyph emblazoned upon it's cover in true gold scrolling; bound by thick, smooth leather and heavy thread. Pages are old and creased along the edges. stained with time. She seats herself at the bar, quite intent on ignoring them both, and eases the book open. Her touch is tender, and careful*
: *a grin finds his lips, hie wolfen, relfective eyes set upon the only Vampire worth it's Unlife*.. End the Prince, Elisa. Her ruling is not justified. *his voice is that of a commanders, but his words are an option .. she's of no position to be commanded, but the idea is golden*..
: (hiS, that is.)
: *he continues to feast, his plate empties quickly*..
: *she slips in, making no certain effort to contain her noise, an unusual spring in her step and the slightest of smiles on her lips. Her voice carries a small hum as she closes the Parlor door behind her with a click*
: *she sits intently focused upon the words in the book; perhaps something Morguline might recognize, perhaps not. It's a copy of a text that Get Kinfolk have been recording for gnereations about their involvment in the War. One foot caught in the rung of the stool, the other left to dangle as she studies, hair cascading to cover her face*
: *he is quite up to par on the Vampires via his Kindred Lore, and offered the idea with a subconscious hope, his demeanor never faids, the killed always about him - he silences from there, bent on feeding himself*..
: *as for the book, it's a safe bet that he knows of it, if not having memorized it .. regardless, he continues to eat, his stomach is several mouths to feed*..
: *consumed, she makes her way to the bar, her head upmost in the nature of her tribe, radiating from her the glory of success and the triumph of dignity. Bending behind the bar, she searches for a Vodka, excusing herself to those around her*
: *her eyes lift briefly to Sophia; they narrow slightly in memory, and she slaps the book shut. Lovely. She makes some noise of annoyance, at the sudden flux of more people than she appreciates. Not a social creature in the least. Taking the book wrapped in both arms, she moves to off toward the balcony, eyes resting briefly on Morguline; some vague emotion flutters across her features, but it's gone and unreadable. Night air calls to her, and she steps more swiftly*
: *he snaps solid-muscle fingers loudly .. doesn't stop eating*..
: ((Sucks being an anti-social wolf...bet you'd die in the wild...))
: (that was so fucking uncalled for....)
: ((Sorry...just reminded me of that ^_^.))
: (know what OOC is useful for? jack shit. so don't post it. ::fuckin' hates OOC, unless he's explain' shit of course::)
: (*missed something, obviously*)
: ((Yea. )) *takes her Vodka and heads for the exit...its all she wanted.*
: *slips out and is gone for the moment*
: *she stops suddenly at the snap, staring down at him; waiting ot see if it was addressing her in some manner or not*
: *he points toward the ground for her to sit .. not near him, just not to leave - his meal is nearly gone*..
: *she cops a squat, all Indian-style, and sits, book clutched in her arms, staring off intently toward nothing*
: *using his Hunter's Harmony Gift, he speaks mentally to Rennin*.. "Do not leave because of others. There is no reward for solitude,"
: *he pushes the plate away, setting the empt bottles on top of it, lets stretched out before him, back agains the corner - anothe cigar is pulled from pocket that one couldn't fit in*..
: *she frowns, eyes flicking to him, studying a moment. Wishing she had some way to reply similarly, she only shrugs and mutters* It's a bad habit. I'll attempt to improve it.
: *he nods lightly without looking at her .. relaxing with his cigar, mind flooded with important thought*..
: *she keeps her unsupported back straight, and pushes the book open again, crooking her knees to hold it more comfortably, head bent to study in silence, as he is occupied within his own mind*
: *he fades into the Penumbra, gone*..
: *she hates that. She really hates that vanishing thing. She slaps the book shut, and slumps against the wall, sucking on her lip intently. Mind roves over her assigned task, considering options*
: * Walks in, smoking a Lucky Strike filterless cigarette. He's wearing his loose, dark blue cargo pants, black vans, and black muscle shirt.*
: * Walks in, smoking a Lucky Strike filterless cigarette. He's wearing his loose, dark blue cargo pants, black vans, and black muscle shirt.*
: * Looks around the tavern, whistling slightly to himself. Shakes his head, tossing now blood red colored hair both out of his face and over his face. Growls lightly and shrugs. Continues on towards the bar.*
: * Walks around behind the bar and grabs a bottle of " wine" before walking around the bar yet again and taking a seat on a stool.*
: * Looks at Trauma and nods.* Evening....or is it morning?
: It's only all the same if you don't sleep. It's morning if ya do sleep and ya just woke up, evening if ya are about to fall asleep.
: * Makes mental note never to take the Grey Hound through the " Bible Belt".*
: * Shrugs.* If ya say so. * Opens the bottle of " wine" and take a large sip from it. Looks like he is only 19 years old. He puts the bottle down and traces his left hand fingers over his celtic knot pentigram with a trible circle on his right bicept and his right index finger around two names tattooed on his left bicept.*
: * Watches for a second and smirks to himself. He tilts his head back and pours the " wine" into his mouth, getting some on his goatee. He chugs the entire bottle in a matter of seconds.*
: *guzzles the first beer thirstily, and then slams it down on the table because it's just how it's done. Then, it's right on to cracking open the next one*
: * Lowers the bottle down onto the bar top, licking his lip then whipping what ever got on his goatee off. He smiles slightly then looks around the room.*
: My my... you sure look happy. Soaking up the silence are we? *takes a slower sip of the beer*
: Sort of yes, sort of no. I'm not really happy, just content. As for soaking up the silence....there usually doesn't have to be spoken words or noise for someone to express what they are thinking. Nor does an absense of sound mean that the environment is silent, so long as ideas are still being shared.
: *lets out a short laugh* lame.
: * Shrugs.* Oh well, not everything one can do must always be " cool". Eventually there comes a time when we are become what we hate....our parents. But no, I say that because the walls here have ears that different people have left.
: I sure was enjoying the silence... You talk a lot. Do you ever worry about your jaw falling off?
: * Shrugs and just remains quite.*
: * Looks at the shadows as if though he were trying to see through them.*
: *raises a brow an raises the bottle to her lips again* now that's much better.
: * Puts the Lucky Strike out in an ash tray and pulls out a pack of Camel Turkish Golds. Packs them, opens the pack, pulls out a cig and replaces it with a Lucky Strike. Puts the pack away and pulls out his favorate zippo. Lights it, flinches slightly, and lights the cig, closing the zippo almost immidately after lighting the cigarette.*
: *finishes her second beer, then opens the third. Lucky for her, it takes more than just smelling the beer to get drunk*
: * Traces a string of phenocian letters on the bar top, bored out of his mind, but knowing it could be worse. Shudders as he remembers the damned Grey Hound trip.*
: *crosses her feet on the table and drinks her beer, watching Eddie because there's really nothing else to watch*
: * He stands and looks around really quick, sliding a buck knife out of his pocket.*
: ooo *smirks lightly* is that for me? *wriggles a brow*
: * He then pulls out a purple velvet bag from another pocket. Looks at Trauma.* Don't flatter yourself.* Puts the bag on the table and opens it. Quickly he pulls out 25 identicle stones. He places each stone on the bar top before carving a different Norse rune into it and putting it back in the bag.*
: *leans back in the chair* damn.
: ((*grins* git your ass in here and make an honest woman outta me))
: * Pulls out another buck knife. Quickly turns around and throws the knife past Trauma's head, grazing her cheek before sticking into the wall behind her.* That one's for you. Keep it if ya want.
: ((uh... I 'unno. you pic))
: * Turns back around and finishes carving what he needed to carve. Places all the stones back in the bag and closes the bag. Puts both the bag and the knife back in their respective pockets.*
: *pulls the knife out of the wall without even looking at it and sticks it into her boot* thanks
: No problem
: * Sighs and walks outside, still smoking his cigarette.*
: * Looks at Amanda and winks back. Sits back down and pulls the ash tray closer to himself.*
: *slickly covers the two unopened beers with her leg, then taps the empty bottle she's holding against the table*
: * Taps his fingers on the top of the empty bottle of " wine" he was drinking earlier.*
: A bloody * placing extra emphisis on the bloody.* Mary.
: Budweiser... a bit bottle
: (bit-big.... it's after 11)
: I was the real shit. I want the real shit only.
: *reaches up and hears a satisfying wet 'slap' as it hits her hand* thanks
: * Puts the cig out in an ash tray.*
: * Takes it and tilts the stick of celary out of his way. Downs his drink and eases down the empty glass. Pulls out his wallet and places $20 in it. Slides it back to Amanda before standing up.* Thank you. * Walks towards the libary to do some reasearch.* ((bb in half an hour. I gotta do my midnight pig-out thing.))
: *opens the bottle and takes a nice long pull from it*
: Nope. What's the point?
: *chuckles, the lip of the bottle resting against her own lips* I like that.
: Your pet names. They're corny and you obviously had them out to anybody, but I like them anyway
: *walks in and picks up the doll he left in here, and sits down here it was, full view of the room, and looks at the occupants for tonight*
: *lights up a cigar and listens to the pet name conversation, clearly not subtly*
: I figured as much *wonders how she'll be after that nice pull from that lovely opiate*
: *nice, loving wince at the burn and settling warmth in her stomach. Soft shake of black locks; little flush to her cheeks* So if you don't come here often, why'd you drag yourself back?
: Because who needs cheap beer when you can get it free?
: Three cheers for free beers!
: * Walks back out of the libary and heads right back to his spot at the bar.*
: *laughs, and takes another, more controlled pull, dropping a wink over at Danrothe* Why sit over there all alone, darling? *not a direct offer to join, but maybe. She waves amiably at Eddie, slapping a button beneath the bartop; something gothy and dark starts to hum over the soundsystem*
: ((just realized that she has messed up ears! OMG!))
: * Looks at Amanda and smiles slightly at her. Shakes his head as he hears something he's been meaning to listen to in a while and smiles more.*
: Because this way...no one can hear what I say to my friend here *evil-y grin, and motions to his very strange looking doll*
: This place has music? That's odd...ick...mood-setting-y-good-ness....
: * Looks at the doll, looks at Danrothe, looks at the doll again and mutters to himself.* Great, he's insane. That means he's eather one of the kooks or a canidate to be a kook.
: *wonders what exactly is so wrong about people with doll fetishes.... Eddie...ahem*
: *looks at Eddie, looking at his doll* I'm probably...well...what you're thinking or not what you're thinking either way...this is...Voodoo Dan Doll...very...meaningful to me...
: * Pats all his pockets, searching for something in particular. Finds it what he's looking for and pulls out a pack of cloves. Opens it and pulls one out. Lights it, flinches slightly at the flame, puts the pack and zippo back in his pocket.*
: *she muffles something like a yawn, and hops up to sit on the bar, cross-legged, holding her red skirt down in the middle to keep her cute little black undies from showing. She smiles at all of them* Now, no badgering each other, or I might just have to play bouncer, too. I'm not happy when I have tp lay bouncer. *meant for Eddie and Danrothe, of course*
: *leans back in her chair, taking casual pulls from the beer*
: * Has nothing against people with doll fetishes, just has heard this guy talk and that was the final comment was the final thing to convince him of Danrothe's sanity.*
: *Grins very widely* wanna bounce with me? Er...excuse me...*tilts his hat down further*
: * Looks at Amanda and smiles/ grins softly.* I didn't say anything....least anything that he heard.
: *laughs at Dan and throws him a kiss* Any time, baby doll. *she shifts onto her stomach, resting her chin on her opened palm, legs stretched out behind her. She taps him lightly on the nose* Regardless, I heard it, and that's enough.
: ((Remember, what Eddie had muttered before he had muttered to HIMSELF, in other words, said it in so low of a volume that it would be impossible for anyone that is more then three inches away from him to understand what he said...much like when regular people mumble.))
: (She was standing right next to him, doll.)
: *looks over to the bar, and the three people near it* Would any of you care to see him?
: (So you want me to undo? Kiss it, doll. She can read looks, too, so we'll say she infered that way.)
: ((bah. you're just prejudiced against people that play with dolls. Admit it, Eddie-pie))
: ((* Blinks.* Alright, let me clearify a few things so my mind doesn't go pop. Danrothe posted before that he didn't want to come closer to everyone else so we couldn't hear what his doll was saying...or something like that. That ment he must have been atleast a good ten feet away from everyone else. Amanda, you just posted that you poked his nose, but you also claim to be close enough to hear someone muttering...how is that possible? And Trauma, I don't have a problem with anyone who plays with dolls.))
: * Looks at Danrothe.* No thanks. * Said loud enough to be heard.*
: (Poked YOUR nose...)
: (Your nose, Eddie-love, your nose. You're at the bar, she just sed stretches out on the bar. I addressed Danrothe in the beginning of the post, you in the second half Pardon me for not clarifying.))
: (( Alrighty, my bad on that one. Read it wrong.))
: *shrugs and looks at the ladies* either you you wanna see him?
: *outright has to laugh at the way that's phrased* errr...
: * Looks at Trauma and Amanda.* Seems like he's hitting on both of you ladies.
: Rawr...*coughs...looks at the doll, just by looking at it, it kinda makes a nervious typa feeling, in yer spine ya know*
: ((erk...leaving so soon...can't really describe it right now... http://www.fruhead.com/users/MissWorld/ADollCopy.jpg )
: awww *looks at Eddie* you know my heart belongs to you, cowboy. meeeeow *winks, but is obviously being disgustingly sarcastic*
: Roar roar, hiss hiss, growl growl. Don't mess with this kitty, she bites. *makes a little clawing action in the air* You guys are boring. I say we skinny dip. What'ya say, gorgeous? *nudging a knee against Trauma's bottle of bud*
: * Looks at Trauma.* Oh yeah, meow at me. You know what that does to me baby. * Said so devoid of passion and so dry that it makes Ben Stein seem like Julio Englisa.*
: ((*is oddly attracted to Ben Stein... and Eugene Levy.*))
: * Looks over his shoulder at Virginia and nods politely.*
: It's been a pleasure ladies...I guess...nothing really happened *gets up, sits his doll in the char and leaves, tilts his hat to Virginia on his way out*
: *nods to Eddie, and then to Danrothe on his way out**seats herself at the bar and pulls the slightly crumpled pack of cloves from her back pocket**places one between her lips and lights it up, taking a long, and much needed drag*
: Are you kidding me? let's get the fuck out of here?(is going to bed. tired tired girl)
: * Looks at Virginia and can tell that she must have slept somewhere worse then a bench.* Umm, evening ms.
: *catches Trauma's hand and pulls her out siwftly, to some unkown place for them to get busy at*
: * Waves bye to Amanda and Trauma.*
: *notices Eddie's talking to her and smirks, holding her black wrappered vice between her index and middle fingers of her left hand* Bowman, Virginia Bowman. *looks around as the place empties out* Slow night, eh?
: Pleased to meet you Ms. Virginia Bowman, and yes...it is a slow night. But there have been slower.
: Yeah, same to you, Mister...? *smirks, then takes another drag of her clove, gonna need to get money exchanged soon, is running out of smokes*
: * Takes a drag off his own clove.* Carneiro....Eduardo Carneiro, but everyone who knows my name just calls me Eddie.
: Alright, I know this is a dumb question, but you from around here?
: Eddie...*smiles again, then shakes her head* Nope. Millbrook, Ontario. Yourself?
: Miami was the last place I had a perminent home.
: Ohh, never been there. Heard it's nice, though. *sighs* I think I'm in a bit of the same boat as you, no real place to call home, not anymore...*has the typical canadian accent, lots of stress on the vowels*
: It's nice, I like to return there for a couple months every now and then. But yeah, I am in the same boat as you are, but most likely not for the same reason.
: Sheesh, I hope not. I ditched my foster parents for a guy who said he loved me...*takes a long pull from her cigarette, a long, long pull* And then he left me, pennyless, in a foreign country, on the side of the road. What a retard I turned out to be, eh? *her exhale is more of a sigh as she blows the smoke towards the ceiling*
: Believe it or not, I've know similar stories. No, I am " homeless" by my own choice. Need to be in order to get to places that have information on my favorate subject.
: And what is your favorite subject, Eddie? *ashes the clove in the ash tray and brushes some dust from her denim jacket*
: The occult, followed by my profession in a close second, then just wondering in third on my favorate things list.
: The occult...*noticibly fidgets as he says that, becoming quite nervous* Like witchcraft and stuff?
: * Doesn't look older then 19.* Yes, like witchcraft, vampirism, Native American religions, ghosts, ect.
: Ohh...*pulls another clove from her pack, on her last one**lights it up and takes a long drag* Why do you search for knowledge of those, umm, yeah, things...*looks to be in her late teens herself, is reality is seventeen*
: Was raised around it. You see, I am what you would call family-less. So I basicly grew up in a coven and got my education from friends of mine that were teachers at eather high schools or collages.
: That is, until I had enough cash to go to collage.
: * Shrugs, his celtic knot pentigram with a tribal circle on his right bicept becoming noticible.*
: I mean, unlike what Christian or Catholic dogma claims it to be, most occult religions don't believe in what they are said to believe in.
: * Has a slight spanish accent.*
: *wanders Into the Parlor... And sits down..., but first he gets his Sake bottle**
: Yeah, I know...My mother, shw was a natural witch, but not the good kind that run around naked under the full moon. She embraced the darker side of the craft, and almost killed me in the process...*takes another long drag, obviously nervous about the whole thing*
: ((eep...brb))
: * Nods and finishes his clove before putting it out.* I see. Well, I'll be frank with you, I study both sides of the occult. I guess you can say I am a neutral witch, or practicioner.
: *nottices Eddie, and rememebrs him from the other night, he forces his wings to Dim a bit*
: * His left eye twitches as he feels heat from fire. Calms down as he feels the heat dissipate a bit and nods slightly. Without looking at Asashi, says to him...* Thank you.
: *puts the cherry out inside of Dr.B Cigar* Thanks for not smoking *pulls out his book and starts writing*
: Dont appologize to me... Elizabeth might not like you littering on her floor however*
: You learn so quickly.. *looks him over once* Mortal?
: **chuckles** something like that
: Of course *smells the air but all he can smell is the Cigar*
: **notices book in Asashi's hands** Forgive me If I'm rude, but may I ask what your writing?
: * Taps his fingers on the bar top.*
: ((* Test*))
: ((tis Sol))
: ((hello Sol, I am Chipp))
: ((Heh, I would have used Testiment, but I couldn't find a pic of him with pants on instead of the skirt.))
: The end of everything and my life here.. Just a few of my adventures..*pulls out a feather to begin his writing again*
: ((yeah its annoying..))
: **to himself** Hmmm...interesting
: Yep..
: * Just listens to the two speak.*
: **waves to Elisa**))
: ((
: **looks to where Asashi is waving**
: Yeah not really though... it is more or less me rabling on and on...
: ((cough out of character cough))
: has anyone seen a Malachi around here lately?
: I haven't, but then again I don't come here every day.
: *RAE* not quite sure I know whom that is..
: * Gets up and leaves.*
: * Gone.*
: **stands up and stretches**
: well I'll be seeing you
: leaves
: Bye
: *drinks*
: **Gone**
: Hello?
: Hello?
: Hello?
: Why isnt anybody answering me?
: ((* Also lurks.*))
: ((* Is cooler while lurking as he's listening to Black Sabbath.*))
: * Walks in, looking like he does in the pic, except his face looks younger.*
: * Walks over to the bar and sits down.*
: ((* Curses the official japanese site for GGX as they don't have Zappa pics.*))
: ((Thanks))
: *Takes her time to look the place over, she was rather new to boston. As she slowly walks, the heels of her boots click against the marble floor. She wears an outfit of black leather; form-fitting suit that ends at the wrists, ankles and neck, high-heeled boots that touch just under the knees, and a small collar with a sterling silver bell.*
: *he lurks out by the lake watching the water ripple with every movement of it's creatures, his black eyes sweep over his surroundings before a dark smile forms across his lips, he moves toward the building heading directly toward the Parlor*
: * Looks over at Talia and nods.*
: *Golden eyes flare brightly as she walks towards the bar area which Eddie is located at. She smiles politely to him and returns the nod.*
: * Just pulls out another clove and lights it.*
: *a large pale hands moves outward as he moves the door allowing himself inside, looking around he moves toward a shadowy corner, his eyes travel toward Saige, his dark coal eyes begin to burn with amusment sensing what he likes in this one*
: ((no, sorry. i've roleplayed at the amarantus and the silver raven though))
: *doesn't notice anyone in the room anymore, just the bitch making threatening comments about her son* Well, he's fine and he's not going anywhere. It's none of your business.
: ((have you played Talia in Amar?))
: ((thank you. *to garice* yes, i have but mostly i roleplay her over messangers))
: *an invisible eyebrow rises as she seems to be concentrating on something, his eyes flash briefly as he tries to read he surface thoughts, is very skilled in studying those around him* ((ahh will do *to Talia* who else do you play might i ask?))
: *Takes a seat on a barstool but doesn't order anything as of yet, she seems in awe of the place.*
: * Shakes his head to himself.*&
: ((a couple others *leaves it all vague and such*))
: *It takes everything in her to not pull the knife from her boot and gut this bitch, but she figures that if she ever did have a custody battle, then murder wouldn't look very good on her part* Well then you can go back to 'them' because my son is just fine. He was coming no matter what I wanted.
: * Shakes his head as he listens to the conversations. Mutters to himself.* Fucking DCF, I hate them. They don't seem to understand to leave a family alone.
: *Can't help but overhear Eddie.* Something wrong, sir?
: *he smiles at the thoughts he claims from her, sending a telepathic message to her and only her* ~shall i step in and gut her for you?~ *he sits deep within the shadows watching her*
: ((K, thanks.))
: ((ahh i see... well i'll look for ya then))
: * Looks at Talia.* No, nothing is wrong. Just muttering to myself my hatred towards departments of Children and Families cause they always think to know what's "right" for a family
: *her eyes flash at the voice in her head. She never did like her thoughts invaded* As I said, my son is fine. He's going to stay that way
: ((whelp i gotta git now.. c-ya guys around))
: *narrows her eyes even more* Where di you get that?
: ((actually i can stay fer a bit fer this))
: *Nods in understanding.* I think I know what you mean.
: *occupies his corner, the huge man relaxed against the combined walls .. smoking away on a cigar of his - watching nothing in particular*..
: Yeah, as it's obvious, I don't like them at all.
: *he rises from the seat as a sword is drawn, his lips pull back into the dark smile again, his lage pale hand goes outward, he chants a low string of words, as he does a long black bladed sword appers within his hand, drawing it around to sit infront of him, tip pointed into the ground as he's using it as leverage*
: Your father? Ugh. *rolls her eyes* You must be the 'lost angel' that Chloe is always talking about.
: Well, if it means anything, I feel for you. *Probably more so than the simple words mean as empathy gives her a pretty decent insight into what people are feeling.*
: Thanks
: *Nods softly.* Don't mention it.
: *watches as she puts her sword away, smirking his throws his in the air but it never comes back, he stands there for a moment before slipping back into the shadows*
: *drags casually, holding the vanilla smoke deep inside before exhaling slowly..*
: So, what brings you to this place?
: What's your business here, now? *looks at Ailsa. She doesn't even have to utter a threat. It's plain in her eyes that Ethan had better not be mentioned again*
: Um...just heard a few things about it, that's all.
: I see
: And you?
: Ah. Just came to piss me off?
: Just came in cause I've been here before and am staying in the Boston area for atleast a month.
: *Offers a hand, her nails are painted black.* I'm Talia, by the way.
: Find him soon *chews on the inside of her lip as glares back to the papers... as if she can concetrate on the order forms now. A whole nights work down the drain.*
: * Takes the hand and places a polite, gentle kiss on top of it. His lips are cold to the touch.*
: *long, thick fingers pinch the cigar, removing it from his scared, unattractive lips long enough to ash*..
: *a cold cold laugh escaps from her lips as she leans back in the chair. Her hands come up to cover her face as she just continues to laugh like a madwoman*
: *cold, ice-blue eyes glance at the name Lungret*..
: *Smiles slightly at his actions.* I thought chivalry and such was dead.
: * Smiles softly at Talia.* It's not dead, mearly in a coma.
: *Retracts her hand to her lap.* Well, it better wake up soon.
: *eventually, the pitiful laughter dies enough for her to speak* I don't know where the fuck he is. If you find him, tell him I said hi.
: It'll only wake up if enough people take an interest in it again.
: It's sad that people have lost interest.
: Indeed. *simple as that. She doesn't want to encourage any more discussion on him*
: It's extreamly sad. But I know eventually they'll take an interest in it again
: *removes the cigar again, crushing it dead in his half-gloved hand .. he tosses it into the hearth nearly, then folds his huge arms over his massive chest - eyes drift slowly back and forth over the room*..
: How can you be so sure?
: I just said I don't know where he is.
: Evolution, we evolve then deevolve, then evolve again. That and it's in history. There is usually a period in time when ideals similar to chivalry existice followed by a period of social anarchy, followed by another period of ideals similar to chivalry and so on.
: You speak as if you've lived through the ages and have witnessed it.
: I haven't lived though it, I've read about it though. * Face looks like he's 19.*. I mean, I'm only 23.
: *drumbs clawed fingers against one forearm, tongue rolling across his top teeth, lips shut .. eyes half-closed in an annoyed glare*..
: I think that's very good. *She looks around twenty four but there is endless wisdom in those gold eyes that foretell of a very different age.*
: You could always leave...
: Thank you.
: You're very welcome, it's nice to meet an educated person.
: Tell me about it. But I usually seem to find educated people here. Unlike many of the places I travel to.
: *continues to glare down at the papers, waiting for her heart-rate (yeah she's got one) to go back to normal after having every single button pushed. The red ones that read 'caution, may cause explosion', at that*... fucking bitch...
: *stares up at the ceiling*..
: Where have you traveled to?
: All around the U.S.
: *eyes wander the rafters, either he doesn't think the question is directed to him, or simply doesn't notice*..
: You should look me up if you swing by New York, I go there often.
: ((BB in half an hour.))
: ((*waves*))
: *blinks once, eyes staring down at her from their freakish height*.. No. *spoken clear and simple in the considerably deep, unfriendly tone that only his scarred vocal cords could produce*..
: *a disgustingly cruel smirk comes across her lips. Family or not, she's never wanted to see Morg gut someone so bad as she does right now*
: *Golden eyes drift off towards Saige, not caring for the bad vibes in the air about the parlor.*
: *didn't actually* That's none of your business. Don't you know, anyways? You're so fucking supernatural.
: *gazes off..*
: *Sighs softly and eyes drift to Morguline; search is face as if she was going to get his attention by doing so.*
: ((searching his*))
: *reaches up, scatching the side of his permanently scarred, hard face .. taking a look over at Ailsa*.. Then rectify the situation.
: Mmhmm.. *his upbringing doesn't really register any sense of what she said, and the indifference continues*.. Are you looking to kill Lungret then?
: I'd suggest you hold your foked tongue about Taint and Unholy blight around him then. He bathes in it. *brief glance to Saige, then Talia before his cruel eyes return to Ailsa*..
: Then enjoy the ability to speak while you can. Others don't hold high regards for those who talk down to them, especially when they do not know what they speak of. *won't make that anymore obvious .. he lights another cigar, eyes resting on a nearby window*..
: ((Back))
: ((welcome back))
: ((Thanks))
: * Just listens to the arguements and makes it his business to stay out of them. Pulls out a clove and his favorate zippo. Lights the clove, flinches slightly at the fire, closes the zippo and puts it away.*
: *Winces slightly at seeing Eddie's actions, not really liking things of that nature.*
: * Produces a wet stone and takes off the blade that is attached to his right arm. Lays the blade on his lap and begins to sharpen it while smoking his clove.*
: * Looks at Talia.* Smoke?
: Never. *Looks disgusted.*
: * Has the sudden urge to say " Sieg Hail" and then decapitate himself. Restrains himself from both.*
: * Looks at Talia and shrugs.* Alright.
: *gone..*
: * Looks down at the blade and chuckles to himself.* Ya know, it's funny. I'm a complete and total passifist yet I own this thing. What's more, I take care of it and make sure it's always razor sharp.
: *Watches Eddie's blade is some mix of awe and admiration.*
: *walks into the parlor humming to herself as she moves to the bar*
: Hey Saige
: Well i see you are just as charming as ever*smirks*god you need to get laid.
: *Sighs softly and leans back against the counter, propping up her elbows.*
: Yea he did*looks at saige*So where is Mister Right anyway?
: it was no trouble Thou I am looking for my Mister Right have you seen him?>
: Damn*sinks onto a barstool*So how are you
: You know being with your lil mister reminded me of Alisa I wish I knew how she was
: ((* Is back with a boot print on his ass.*))
: ((welcome back))
: ((Thanks))
: Yes Saige I do and yes he did
: * Puts out the clove and looks at Talia.*
: *Notices Eddie watching her.* Hmm?
: * Seems to be studing her for a moment. Smirks and speaks.* Alright, so mind the question, but how old are you?
: Twenty four. *Smiles, lying.*
: * Shakes his head.* I know you look twenty four. But really, how old are you?
: *Laughs a little.* A good deal older than you probably.
: You are right on that one. I mean, I'm only just teething sort to speak compared to some others I've met,
: Others? You speak as if we share a relation and hold it with others as well.
: I am talking about other people that are similar to me.
: You....I can't tell if we are Kindred or not.
: *Offers her hand to him.*
: Bitch Saige you never meet Alisa
: * Takes her hand.*
: Bitch Saige you never meet Alisa
: *Places his hand over her heart to allow him to feel her heartbeat, she is very much alive.*
: * Jumps down from the rafters and lands silently behind Chloe.* Well then in Saige's defense love, there seems to be someone who comes here every so often claiming to be the daughter of Tabris and stating her name is Alisa.
: *looks at Hunter*what are you going on about
: * Pulls back his hand and nods.* I see.
: But no trying to bite me or I'll make your head implode. *Wags a finger.*
: * Looks at Chloe.* I've been up on the rafters today, thinking. Someone came in, the same someone I told you about a few days back, and basicly claimed the same thing she claimed the first time I saw her. She was talking to Saige for the most part though and I didn't catch the conversation.
: * Looks at Talia.* Don't worry about that, I don't bite people unless I am asked to bite them.
: It cant be Hunter your mistaken*turns*
: Just thought you would like to know that Chloe. I'm not saying it's your daughter, I'm just saying that it's someone claiming to be the daughter of Tabris who goes by the name I stated.
: There is only one daughter of Tabris and that is my Alisa
: Well then, this person is claiming to be your daughter.
: Good. *Nods and smiles.*
: *looks at him*please stop
: *lingers within the warm shadows just within the Parlor door, thankful again for the dull-lighted theme of places such as this. She relishes the freedom being a daughter of Elizabeth warrents, and simply takes her ease, listening intently; having taken notes from Elisa and her continual lurking*
: Yeah
: * Smiles back and winks lightly at Talia.*
: * Stops and sighs. Pulls out a flask and opens it.*
: Uh-oh, I got a wink.
: I dont want to hope just to be let down hunter
: * Takes a swig from his flask and looks at Chloe.* I understand Chloe. I understand. But if this is really your daughter that comes here, then thank the gods for giving you an opportunity to see her, cause I know that they never would give me that chance to see any of my children.*
: (oh, lucky you! *molestificates saigey all sweetly* sleep well poppy.)
: So you did. What are you going to do about it?
: Stay away from alcohol for the night.
: *looks at him*Hunter if she is back it isnt for me
: Perhaps not, but atleast you will get the chance to see her if she is back.
: * Chuckles lightly.* As I said, I don't bite or do anything else to someone unless asked to.
: *slinks her way out of the shadows and toward the bar, dark skin softly gleaming, black hair a midnight-covered flame about her face. Green eyes sweep over all of them, one at a time; memorizing, and remembering. She ponders what she might like to drink*
: *shakes her head*Yea and my luck it will be with her fathers sword in my cut like her dad
: *Eyes scan over Lane from head to toe before drifting back to Eddie.* That's a good rule to live by.
: Good point.
: * Smiles at Talia.* Yes it is. Saves me alot of bullshit.
: *kisses him*
: I should think so.
: * Returns the kiss.*
: * Gets up, placing the blade on the ground and walks around the bar. Gets a " Bloody" Mary without the Mary. Looks at Talia.* Can I get you anything to drink?
: *drops a low, lazy wink at Talia; far more appreciative of the girl's form than any man might ever be. Evident in the caress of her eyes, before she ducks a moment behind the bar, to retrieve a plasma bag, from the family stash*
: *smirks*seems both of us have horrid luck with kids
: Just a glass of water, thanks. *Smiles.*
: *Seems unmoved by Lane's wink, maybe she didn't see it and maybe she just wants Lane to try harder. One might never know.*
: * Grabs a bottle of water and walks back around the bar. Hands Talia her water.* Here ya go.
: * Chuckles lightly.* So it seems. I guess the gods must really not want eather of us to raise kids for some odd reason.
: Thank you very much. *Screws off the top and sips lightly.*
: *pulls a silver cup down from a shelf, and using the hot water dispenser always active, fills it and sets it aside to let the metal warm through. She eases herself onto the counter, crossing her legs; after reaching down to fill a glass with ice, and pass it over to Talia. She did say glass, not bottle, after all. A slight, ghost of a smile*
: It may cut in on our love making time*winks and kisses him deeply rubbing his back*
: Your welcome. So, where do you come from?
: * Returns the kiss and purrs into it.* That might be a good reason why they don't want us to raise kids.
: *Hardly brought the bottle to her lips before seeing Lane set down a glass with ice.* Well...isn't this a treat. *Pours the bottle into the glass with a bright smile directed towards Lane.* I was born in Connecticut.
: Well I was raised by Lizs and you have her blood in you You see how much her and Remy go at it
: Yeah
: * Nods.* I see. * Takes a sip of his drink. Shakes his head about something and sighs.*
: *a slight, 'you're oh so welcome' nod to Talia; she hooks a nail in the rim of a plasma bag and tears slowly. Dumping the water from the silver cup, nicely warmed, she pours the contents within. Eyes drift to Elisa; she bows out of respect, swirling the cup gently to stir the contents*
: * Smells more blood about to be drank. Looks at Lane and nods.*
: *looks at him*You okay Hunter?
: * Looks at Chloe.* Yeah, I am....just been thinking lately.
: *All these beautiful women made shiver inside of her black leather suit. She was going to like this place very much.*
: Since I'm back here ... anything I can get for you, Lady Elisa? *voice is soft, and despite the other conversations drifting about, she's sure she's clearly heard. Appreciative once over of Elisa herself, but painfully discreet*
: * Looks over at Elisa and bows. As he does, his jacket spreads slightly but enough to reveal a tribal rose tattoo on his abdomine.*
: about
: Karma
: and what about it
: Excactly how it works.
: I see and why do you wounder that
: *Takes notice of the formalities towards 'Lady Elisa', though she takes no move to do likewise as she has no knowledge of who she is. Her golden eyes study Elisa curiously.*
: * Sighs.* Because it's been so long since I've been in a serious relationship I've been happy in, that I am wondering if it will be snatched away from me.
: I am not going anywhere Hunter and unlike the others i know you are a flirt as long you dont bed another we are fine
: *Simply smiles politely to Elisa, letting no words slip from her lucious, rose-colored lips.*
: * Stands again and finishes his drink. Suddenly and fluidly picks up his blade and attaches it to his right wrist again. Sensing that he might not be wanted anymore where he was at, walks across the room towards an empty table and sits down.*
: I know Chloe, it's just hard to KNOW when you've been hurt so many times by so many different people.
: I wont hurt you
: *something of a frown; more for Elisa's tone and having drawn her thoughts perhaps to some darker spot than they were before* As you wish it, Lady. *she lifts her glass and slides off the bar; as the only two remotely interesting people in the room seem occupied with each other, she makes her way for the balcony, dark looks hinting at a true lineage from India; clad in low-slung jeans and a silk, pink slip top, cool and inviting air. She sips once as she strides*
: * Looks at Chloe and smiles softly at the comment. Whispers.* That I KNOW.
: *kisses him letting her hand rub his cheek*
: * Looks at Lane, then Talia, the Elisa. Mutters out but not to loudly.* Fuck, I've I'm going to stay here in Boston I need to introduce myself to atleast the Primogen of the city..but I don't know who's what here.
: * Returns the kiss and places his hand on her's.*
: *snuggles against him lightly*
: so tell me of your day
: * Snuggles back.* Basicly been writing and meditating. Just relaxing during one of my days off.
: * Stands and follows Elisa, keeping about a good 50 foot distance from her.*
: *as she bends some to rest her forearms upon the balcony balistrade, cup clutched between her hands, she tilts her head some over her shoulder to watch Elisa approach. Green eyes watch her curiously. They snap to Eddie, narrowing in distrust and suspiscion; but all very briefly. She turns out to face the evening expanse, silent*
: *Clairaudiency is a beautiful thing, distant words travel to the ears as if directed towards her. She frowns a bit though at how Elisa just up and left, she wanted to play...or atleast converse. Sighs softly, being alone now. Turns on her stool to watch other occupants of the parlor, her form-fitting suit gleams from the artificial light.*
: *dirfts in through the parlor door, bringing a cool draft in momentarily, until the door is closed behind him. He shakes his brown, business-styled trenchcoat off, tossing it over the back of whatever chair's nearest. Sure, it might be empty...*
: *looks over at lun last time she saw him he was with Tabris she shys away from hunter for a moment*
: ((Damn icon. Always playing me for a fool.))
: * Notices this and raises an eyebrow. Mentally sighs but doesn't actually sigh.*
: *he scans over the small crowd quickly, searching the faces of the occupants. He almost forces a sigh tha Morguline isn't around- fighting constantly can get rather boring- and half-smiles at the sight of Elisa's backside, for various reasons*
: *snuggles against Hunter*So what did you do today?
: * Looks at Elisa and bows, again the top of the tribal rose tattoo on his abs showing.* Eddie Carneiro....* whispers* from Miami, Florida and of the clan of the rose. Just wanted to introduce myself to you and let you know that I will be staying in the city for atleast a month.
: *nails tap lightly against the silver cup; faint metallic clink every few seconds; rythym of four to four, as she alternates nails, thumbs still the brace the thing. She listens, and because she has always been a patient creature, she waits. If Elisa is still interested in what ever persuit provoked her to follow her toward the balcony, she'll make it known once she's done*
: * Snuggles back into Chloe.* Meditated, relaxed, did some yoga and tai chi, along with some hiaku writing.
: *he quietly starts for the small congregation near the balcony, in his usual slow, smooth strides of confidance, weaving through the chairs, trailing fingers along their tops- he has all of eternity, so he might as well take his time*
: So you just had a day off that wounderful*kisses him deeply*
: * Returns the kiss.* Yeah, it is.
: *Brings a hand over her mouth and yawns lightly into it. The time to play and flirt is over, it can be put off for a day. She rises and leaves out of the parlor door, once the door closes she fades from all senses and ceases to be.*
: so how long untill you have to leave for another buisness meeting
: * Stands. Looks Elisa right in the eyes.* That is all I wanted. To introduce myself like a man of honor. I shall leave you be now if you want me to.
: Who knows.
: *gently rubs his palm*
: *shares in the silent greeting, nodding his head and even going so far as to mock a bow. He listens in on their conversation as he resumes his approach, a low scoff emanting from between his lips*
: I know them. My business here are various things. One of them is researching the occult, another is writing stories for various magizines, and the bit of business that will keep me here the longest is being a musician and playing at places that have already booked me.
: But in short, reasearching the occult and making money to go to the next place I need to know.
: *she turns, noting Lungret. Ope, well. There goes her nice evening chat with the Lady. She's gathered enough information through time spent hiding in shadows herself to know at least that when the two of them get started, it lasts for a while. She lifts her cup to her lips and sips, silver gleaming against the darkness of her finger's embrace. Green eyes sweep over Lungret more than approvingly, sure he gets that look regularly enough. She takes her ease, facing the other three*
: ((* Know=go*))
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: I know them. My business here are various things. One of them is researching the occult, another is writing stories for various magizines, and the bit of business that will keep me here the longest is being a musician and playing at places that have already booked me.
: *he comes to still somewhere between Eddie and Elisa, slightly off to the side* You had better mind your thoughts on those stories. Wouldn't want to endanger your precious "Masquerade". *another quick scoff, followed by his trademarked, malevolent smirk*
: But in short, reasearching the occult and making money to go to the next place I need to go.
: But in short, reasearching the occult and making money to go to the next place I need to go.
: ((* Hates his computer with a passion.*))
: I am aware.
: * Smiles lightly at Chloe.*
: I write short, fiction stories though, poems, editorials on music I've listened to, and psychological papers for the most part.
: So what about our trip
: ((Count that Un-did post of mine. *thought Ediie'd redo it*)) Yes, we'd hate to have a breach... *he trails off, turning to look over Lane- someone he does remember seeing before; such a shame. He nods, though it's much less tentative and respectful than the one he offered to Elisa, whom he quickly returns his sight to*
: We will go this August.
: ((* Would have redone it but forgot excactly what he typed how he typed it and his computer is being shifty on him.*))
: good*smiles*where did we agree on?
: *Oh, there it goes. Masquerade, Viel. She snorts in distaste herself, bringing the cup of semi-warmed plasma to her lips. She considers with an irnoic twist of the lips, what it might be like to play the other side of the fence now. From Garou to Abomination; Viel to Masquerade. Oh, the fun she must be missing! Hardly acknowledges Lungret's curt little greeting*
: * Takes the hand and kisses the top of it.* Pleased to meet you Lady Braddock.
: I forgot.
: And thank you for the warning.
: mmmm then where should we go?
: Anywhere you want.
: Heed that warning well. She tells no lie in that; the Garou here are rude and quick to pass instantaneous death if you push a blade of grass the wrong way beneath your boot. *she chimes in from her stationary location, eyes on Eddie; intent, and honest*
: how about paris?
: * Looks at Lane.* Every Garou I've ran into, and the fuck away from has been like that. Not to sound cocky or anything, just know the danger is all I'm saying.
: Anywhere else? I mean, we can do Paris, but trust me love, the stench gets to you after a few days.
: maybe just all over
: *tilts his head slightly, looking over one shoulder at she who would have entered, Anastasia, speaking to Eddie while watching his watcher* Be as cocky as you wish. They fuck with you, you come to me.
: Alright
: You don't know danger like Morguline's until his fingers have clamped around your throat. You're not likely to encounter another one of his singular calibur elsewhere in the world. *she eases off the balcony, glass empty, making towards the bar again to refill or replace; unsure yet. She passes right by Eddie, and makes a distance around the other two; out of respect for them*
: * Looks at Lungret.* Alright, thanks. I doubt and I hope that I won't have to take you up on that offer as I tend to avoid Garous at all costs.
: We could go on a cruise and just enjoy the night life
: Smart move, if cowardly. *muttered quietly as she slips behind the bar. She rinses the fine cup out in the bar sink an dries it; setting it in its proper place. Sure, Mum and Dad have people to do it, but she's curteous to a tee*
: * Looks at Lane and his eyes widen then dim at name of Morguline. Looks at the two and bows lightly.* If I may excuse myself....
: *notes Eddie's sudden fear with disgust, small sneer curling her lips, eyes cold* You've got no obligation to me, so no need to excuse yourself.
: * Smiles slightly.* Aaaah, to sail again. Yes, we can do that. And after we are done with that, perhaps we can go to Shangrala.
: I would love to see your home
: * Was excusing himself to Elisa and Lungret.*
: *flciks his gaze to Lane quickly, then right back. He doesn't think to return the nod, but his expression shows that he does not intend to be rude, this time* Go, child(e). Enjoy the evening.
: *stands and walks to this small gathering she looks at Elisa then to Lungret*If I may can we speak.....
: * Bows again and follows Lane. Looks at her, reading her disgust.* One, I am not a coward like you think I am. I just know how to pick my fights....it's kept me alive for the past 13 years of my life...sort of.
: ((Simply preoccupied for a moment.)) *he finally pulls himself from his stare, on the verge of gawking- something's not sitting quite right about this Anastasia in the pit of useless mass that used to be his gut. He looks to Elisa, excusing himself with a "nervous" nod of the head, then starts for the table Anastasia was previously seated at- she'll follow, he's sure*
: Two, if this is the same Morguline I've heard about at another tavern I used to go to before it closed, then yeah, I am scared shitless of this guy and I do wish to avoid him. I don't like to take unnessicary risks as I am more of an artist and researcher then anything.
: It's lovely around September
: *does and sits crossing her legs*You are a hard man to track down
: How long shall we be gone? I mean I need to know what to pack. And what is the weather like there?
: *seats himself across the table, folding one leg over the other, ankle-to-knee* It's defense mechanism. *a purposely flat-spoken joke* To whom do I owe the pleaure?
: *she leans back against the bar, arms crossed. She tilts her head slightly, and nods to him, cold temper cooling considerably* I hope you'll accept my apology for being so coarse. it's simply I have no patience anymore for things to do with Garou. And as for your caution towards Morguline, and your fear ... well, I admit with reluctance that I can quite relate. *she favors a more amiable smile to him* I really am sorry for my calousness.
: Cold weather in Shangrala, two months at most.
: The name is Anastasia*slowly looks up at him*Anastasia Giovanni*offers him her soft delecate pale hand*
: how cold is cold i mean sweater weather?
: It's cool. So....
: Cold as in the middle of the Hymalyas
: damn
: *his face has set hard and stern. He leans back fully against the chair until she extends her hand. Reluctantly, he takes it into his own, shaking twice and quickly releasing* I'm sure you know who I am, so I'll save myself the introduction.
: *her tongue pokes out between her lips briefly as her eyes linger on Elisa again; she wets them casually, slowly. Eyes glint almost playfully* I was hoping we might talk. You followed me earlier for some reason, and you've got my ... curiosity ... piqued. *a ghost of a smile creases lush, dark lips*
: I do not come to a city and not know what i am dealing with. As you know my family doesnt corcort with the Cam nor does that mean we are on your side. Thou I do find it rather polite to let the ruling body as it were know of our presance in their city. You see I am opening up something here.
: * Turns around and just walks out, deciding to walk to his hotel.*
: * Gone.*
: Yeah
: atlest I will have you to keep me warm
: Yup. * Smiles.*
: and you keep me very warm*grins*
: *he nods at several points, motioning with the light wave of a hand for her to stop for a moment* I am sure you are intellectually sound, and thus must be aware that our conversation is not merely our own. Others listen, but please continue. *rather confidant that she'll be sure to speak more privately of anything that concerns him and only him, he waves his hands once more* Please, continue.
: I must warn you though love.....when I get cold I have a tendecy to grow fur.
: *she nods a silent thanks for the glass of wine; appreciating such things now that she's not galvanting around the planet, slaughtering things* I took a lesson from you directly, and listened without being seen. Before I was Embraced, I had conversations with those who do know you, or of you. I've seen you here before with him .. *waves idly toward Lungret* And I've heard things such as 'Primogen' ..'Lady' ..and 'Elisa' being tossed around near you. Easy to come to the right conclusions around here.
: People are far too open with their business.
: *looks at him*I know it is not but after listening to you and your friends over there expose yourselves on more then several occiouns in just one meeting I find holding my tounge rather unnessasary. Now it brings me to why I am here. I am opening a hotel, well it is more then a hotel. I am merely being polite in letting you know my family will be coming to this fair city of yours.
: *giggles *Fur?!? Then I must make sure you stay warm
: Heh heh
: *smiles*
: Yes, a black, sleek, full body coat of fur. It's a reflex more then anything, then when I warm up again I shed.
: **giggles*will be fun to see
: Annoying to experience.
: and why is that?
: *she tilts her head, brows raising* I may be Kindred, but I'll be damned if I know much more beyond that. So being includd in that 'us' is probably pushing it abit. I'm hardly any member of the Camarilla, or the Sabbat. I'm Clanless, to boot. *another long drag of her tongue across her lips, as she mimics 'Lisa's position; cleavage perky and firm, perfect for her small frame and proportionate to her succulent and ample curves. Nothing short of gorgeous herself*
: It itches when it grows and when it sheds.
: (included*)
: are all of you Furry*looks down*
: *he nods, approving* I look forward to your presence. Perhaps, when the need arises, we might be mutually beneficial to one another. Only time may tell. ...My only concern is your comment about the Camarilla. Denying business I certainly do not mind, but I do hope that means you also avoid sabotaging their business as well. You see, I place certain stock in some of their resources... *he forces himself not to look over at Elisa* ...And I would sorely disapproving if my resources were to be damaged.
: (*disapprove..)
: As furry as a Bastat when I grow the fur.
: everywhere?
: I do not interfer in them in any way.*slowly leans on the table looking into his eyes*I would also like you to know that if any of my family come and cause you trouble I would be the one to talk to.Since I am the one in contect with the elders of my family.
: Yup
: mmmm now that will be something to see
: Interesting to see, annoying to experience.
: *a slow, easy laugh falls from that long, swanish throat. She raises her fingers to push thick, black hair off her cheek, tucking it behind an ear. She tilts her head, looking entirely too innocent for the nature which lurks just beneath the surface* And what are those other locations, Lady Elisa? If you don't mind me asking ... I hate to pry ... *sly, deviant purse of the lips; eyes flirt openly, and there's no disguising her desire for the Primogen*
: *laughs*
: Understood. *he extends his hand across once more, his uneasiness long gone after her heritage was revealed* Welcome to Boston, Anastasia Giovanni.
: heh
: (what* = where, of course ... meh)
: *takes his hand and stands she moves over to whisper in his ear*I do look forward to working with you in the future i do think we can help one another. Thou I have never meet a Archbishop so intersted in a Primogen and not wanting their head but their body*she stands up stright leaving her business card in his hand her clan symbol on one side her #'s on the other*
: i might have to give you a flea dip
: NO FLEA DIP!!!!!! Getting feline fur wet is a bad idea. It stinks and it's heavy.
: oh now come on
: *another low, rippling laugh; golden sheen, cold silver beneath. She allows Elisa just long enough to get to the stairs before following casually; feigning a yawn and fishing for her own roomkey within a back pocket as if she's intending to sleep in her own bed, alone. Hardly. She drags her a hand along the staircase balistrade, and follows intently*
: *his eyes go distant on the floor, his hand clamping onto the card, crumpling it in the slightest way* Good evening, Anastasia. He rises, stepping out onto the balcony*
: *looks at him she follows*I am sorry if I said something outside of my bounds but I could see the lust in your eyes. people seem to think because my family deals in death we know nothing else. You know I can be a great alley or a very powreful enemy
: No, no. You've said nothing of the sort. I actually find it amusing, really. I assure you, her body is a secondary trait compaired to her mind. Though you are right, as of now, I do not desire her head.
: No
: Many men do not. I above all know this I come from a family ruled by men. You think the women in my clan get as high as I have on their looks? There are very few as high as I am becase we are kept as eye candy and breeding.
: please*pouts*
: No, you won't be the one who has to smell it for hours afterwards.
: If what i heard it correct she did not get to her high status by her body either. You are the Bishop and I would think you knew best but lusting after a Primogen is never a smart idea. Unless ofcourse you can sway her to your side.*watches his back looking up is ofcourse shorter then him*
: If I am with you I will
: I suppose I could relate with your male relatives, but only in that perspective. I see that there are a few of the female gender worth more than just a second look, and not due to their bodies. ...I do intend you as that powerful ally, as I myself can come to be for you, but I wish to retire for the evening. It has been a pleasure, Anastasia.
: *a smile plays on her lips*Good eve you never know you maybe able to catch them I am sure they would enjoy a man such as yourself*she walks off to the side headed for the balcony stairs to the garden below*
: There is a different between smelling it off someone and smelling it from yourself. Smelling it from someone, you can hide the oder by spraying something on a specific area. Smelling it off yourself, you can smell it no matter what you do.
: *grins and kisses him*fine
: * Kisses back.* Ok
: *he watches her recede down the stairs, enacting Obfuscate. Where he goes from there, is his little secret...*
: *Gone.*
: *snuggles to him as she rubs his palm*I will have to go shopping
: Yes you will. * Snuggles back.*
: Why dont we go up and have a lil fun
: Alright
: *slips off his lap and leads him off to bed*
: * Gone.*
: ((*peeks in again*))
: *High-heeled boots click softly against the marble floors as she makes her way towards the bar. Her black leather form-fitting suit hugs every lucious curve of her body. A small black collar is bound to her neck which has a sterling silver bell that chimes as she moves.*
: *A soft pout plays on her rose-colored lips.* Noone is about today... *Slips up onto a barstool and takes a look around with her bright gold eyes.*
: *Arches a brow, having not noticed the man. She holds onto her bell so it doesn't chime.* Nice to meet you too.
: *the abnormally huge man reverts from Glabro to Homid, his eight-foot monstrous form dropping to its norma seven and six inches .. passing through the doorway of his windowless wearhouse - he holds in his left hand at his side a bloody skull with many eyes sockets and bone-like tenticals dragging from the blunt, wide top*..
: *Furrows her brows and looks away from him, having no desire to continue to converse.*
: I don't really care for alcohol. *Keeps her eyes diverted elsewhere.*
: It sends the chakras out of alignment, nothing good ever came from getting drunk.
: *cold wind dirfts past him from the outside as he stands at the door, gazing around bricked walls held together with hard steel .. the room holds no light, and houses very few things - his bed, no blankets, just a strong steel frame with something of a matress*.. Mmm.. hm.. *one wall is heavily decorated with naked, white skulls, the heads of things found in the worst of dreams .. at the end of his bed is a large chest, also steel - he moves toward it with giant, casual steps on steel-toed boots*..
: *he is dripping with a black, vile, thick substance, mostly around the mouth and hands .. the place reeks of something awful, something unwanted by anyone - he crouches by the chest and opens it with a metallic cry, removing a sharp, metal railroad spike*..
: Regardless, I won't drink with you. *Shrugs softly.*
: *Rolls her eyes.* Good for you.
: ((*waves*))
: *standing, he goes over a place on the wall, one with enough space for his new spoil of war .. holding the Wyrm-creatures skull up, he drives the spike through an eye socket and pins it to the wall with a gloved palm - he steps back briefly to admire before moving on*..
: *stepping up to a steel-enforced table, he stares down into a simple, silver bowl of crystal-clear water .. the black bile stains his clothing, runs between the grooves of his hard muscle - eyes bright, an unusual wolfen tone to their icy-blue hue. he waits*..
: *eyes close and he braces himself, body set in steel tension .. the water in the bowl rises, quickly growing to a supernatual, illogical size - it slams fullbore into him, repeatedly, crushing with violent force from all directions, his body stumbling around buy maintaining his footing against the effect, all done in complete darkness*..
: *A smile plays on her rosey lips upon seeing Elisa.* Hello again. *Her pale-skinned hand gently plays with her silver bell.*
: ((hmm?))
: *after a moment, the cleansing stops, the water resumes its usual form and slips back into the bowl .. his body soaked, but cleaned of the blight, even the new scars he has taken on, their Taint removed - he speaks a frightfully deep, vaguely feral 'thank you', his clothing drys at a accelerated rate*..
: *Idly points towards a bottle of water which discretly levitates to her hand.* How has this day been treating you, lovely?
: *passing a gloved, clawed hand through his medium, grey-rooted hair, he sends a mild splash of water to the hard, unkept flooring .. he glances at a dark box a foot or so from the bowl, wider than it is tall - he stares in deafening silence, reflecting*..
: Glad to hear it. *Unscrews the tip and lightly sips.*
: *Golden eyes sweep over the woman's form, taking in and studying carefully every delicious curve.*
: *his fingers flex at his sides, and he leaves the building .. locking the door as he goes, his Safe Haven Gift always active - eyes pierce through the forest, vision constantly shifting from the real, to that of the dead, seeing two worlds at once, always*..
: *dropping instantly into Lupus from without having to pass through the other four, he takes off like a greyish sheen into the moon-lit night*..
: *A soft sigh slips passed her lips before she downs a good portion of the bottle's contents then sets it down gingerly on the counter.*
: *Flicks her sterling bell, pondering on whether or not she should leave.*
: *weaves between tress and dead debris like it wasn't there, feet moving so quickly it's ridiculous - he continues on, unblinking against the speed*..
: *his mind constantly turns over endless thought, being, quite literally, a genius by standards .. he reviews his past few weeks, his time away and how things hand changed*..
: ((*sighs, gone*))
: (Weeeeeeeeeeaaaak.)
: *She slips in with delicacy, sneaking a peek around the door before entering. Good...it's quiet in here today. She moves to a seat*
: *Spreading out before her, withdrawn from her pack, various books are placed, some old and worn, others newer with the scent of printed ink. Her eyes roam the covers carefully, resting on a select two that she opens decidedly*
: *he slows significantly as he nears the lake, padding on steel-like footfalls*..
: *She removes a pad and pen and begins scribbling freverently, leaning over her work. She's dedicated, motivated aaand...soon she's asleep, collapsed across her books*
: *he shifts into Homid, his clothing created through the supernatural power .. standing at the lake, he looks around casually - no wall stands in the way of his eyes*..
: *her breath comes even and shallow* ZZzzZZzz
: *he turns, hungry .. he moves toward the back door - up the stairs with a creeking, wooden cry from his substantial weight, passing in and out of the Penumbra to bypass the door*..
: *she twitches slightly, the effects of a hazy dream. She's runnning somewhere...*
: *he turns with barely a glance over the room, into the kitchen...*
: *The dream deepens as she falls in, and the begins of dream-senses awaken. She can feel th wind on her face as she runs now, and a heavy air all around her, making it hard to beathe.*
: *the
: *slams the door open, ducking his huge frame into the parlor .. plate chopped-full of food, a few bottles of milk in his other hand, his usual meal - heads to his usual corner*..
: *At the door slam she jerks awaken, a falls prompty from her chair, letting a cry of bewilderment*
: *awake
: *and
: *takes a eat, digging into his meal without a word or a glance*..
: *looks around in embarassment, eyeing Morg sheepishly. But she says nothing and climbs back onto the seat*
: *Returns to the bar, taking a seat on the last stool. She runs her fingers through her long, raven hair absentmindedly, having not found anything to do around here yet.*
: *carves into solid meats with his index claw, sliding down large pieces of flesh without a single bite .. a bottle opened, top discared to the side - he baths in the silence around him*..
: *she begins her writing again, but soon her heads nodding*
: *a slice here, a slice there .. his murderous eyes cast across the room of silence - sitting in the corner as comfortable as a man of calibur can*..
: *Leans over the bar counter, looking over the various bottles. Though she quickly slides back; heels clicking against the floor. She unzips her form-fitting black leather suit from the neck to just passed the collar bone.*
: *her head jerks up once again and she blinks delirios, writing a few words*
: *delirious
: (::el AFK..::P
: (::just AFK..)
: *Her golden eyes sweep over Sophia but she utters not a word so she doesn't interrupt her writing.*
: *aand...falls over again, sleeping*
: *Shakes her head.* Silly girl.
: *Yawns softly, covering her mouth with her hand; fingernails painted black. Half wishes she could just fall over and sleep too.*
: *falls into her dream again*
: ((*lurk*))
: ((*yawns, kicks back on the lurker's couch too*))
: ((*whimpers, hungry*))
: ((*pounces Lane*))
: ((Slrighty, I'ma be done and let you all in peace.))
: *her head jerks suddenly and she packs her tings with swift motion, hurrying out the door. Gone*
: ((*purrs*))
: (*iconage*)
: *Watches Lane through Clairvoyancy, licking her chops with a devilish grin playing on her lips.*
: *pushes the empty plate away, smoking on a thick, vanilla cigar*..
: *a glance to Rennin before his eyes scan the walls*..
: *she dresses quickly and effiecently; white tee shirt, blue jeans, boots. Excellent figure hardly hidden beneath the simple garb. She makes quick work of the hall, entering the parlor. Swift bow and small, almost affectionate smile for Elisa. She makes her way for the bar, however, intent on something to drink*
: *Closes her mind's eyes and lets her eyes dart from Elisa to Lane as if considering which one.*
: *green pearlescent eyes dance over Rennin casually; finding her attractive, but entirely not her type. Besides, the girl's tattoos blatantly announce her as Garou, or Kinfolk, to any aware enough to see it* You've got it right. Who are you, and what can I do to make you go away?
: *stands, settling against the corner .. cigar between his lips - he watches most potently*..
: Do not get involed, Elisa...
: *she laughs, a cold and harsh sound* Make me go away! Do you think you could, you Get halfling spawn? You have half the strength of the most pitiful Cliath, and you expect me to think you could - *but she falls silent as Elisa speaks up, eyes shooting to her; any other day, and her pride might be severely wounded. Not today. She only nods in slight respect and gratefulness; Morguline lingers in the corner, after all*
: *he just shakes his head, the wafting smoke of his cigar drifting through the air*..
: *Watches and listens intently, quite willing to get involved if it prevents someone dying. The gold of her eyes shimmers softly.*
: *he sneers coldly at the floor .. this will be happening - abominations will not survive around him*..
: *she advances on Rennin in one swift move; she lifts a hand, and pinches the girl's chin between forefinger and thumb* And you, Kinfolk? You think that just because you've battled all your life that you're any closer to being the Garou you cannot be? To think, Gaia blessed me with such a gift, and I betrayed her with the Embrace. I am not dead yet, and she sends one of her weakest to try and take me down! Morguline put you up to this, didn't he? Coward ...
: *climbs the stairs leading from the garden to the balcony outside the parlor doors, far from the main entrance. he stops at glass doors, peering in through, surveying the room. Hands come to rest on the doors' handles, a smile playing at his lips for the mixed sight of vampires and werewolves gathered*
: *he takes to the Penumbra, watching from there .. the time has come, and he will make it so*..
: *Huffs lightly and looks to Elisa.* Mind filling me in on what this is about?
: *folds one arm over his chest, bending the other to rest an elbow on the crossed forearm, hand cupping his chin, fingers stroking over his lips. Then Morguline disappears, setting him on guard, he enacts his Heightened Senses, just for the ready*
: Oh, as you command, all high-and-might Fenrir. *she spins on her heal and tromps out. The bitch will die, one way or another. Mind is set on it. Maybe then she can deal Morguline something of a decent blow* So do you really think that sword of yours, plain steel, can kill me?
: *the Earth's Shadow pulses with his Rage, a rippling form of total, soild anger .. tearing from him as if it were reality, he watches on, hunched over some - steel claws loom from his hands, etched with a silver design*..
: *Frowns at being shut down with a simple gesture. She rises and follows Elisa; heels clicking and her sterling silver bell chiming as she moves.*
: *right the hell outside; stomping down the stairs. She huffs lightly, and pushes thick locks from her hair* You didn't answer the question. Did Morguline put you up to this?
: *naturally, he's already aware, but he nods in response- assuming they all took to the front door, Lungret returns down to the Garden, down the stairs. Morguline disappeared somewhere in tht room, and Lungret'll not be foolish enough to rush through*
: *he circles Lane like dead meat, Rennin can feel him when he nears her in the Penumbra .. the metal of his claws length and shorten constantly - they fluctuate from the most keen edge to a needle-point claw*..
: A month or so ago. *says that casually; Garou mind already fading, not realizing the small, if significant mistake of revealing her age. She chews her lip, trying to recall the vague lesson she once recieved from Crystal; something about chanting. She refuses to admit hopelessness, but given her lack of resources now, and only those talents she retains mentally which translate physically - hand to hand combat, the like - are her weapons are obviously null. Mind mulls on all this as she watches Rennin*
: *he doesn't slow in his walk in the slightest. When Elisa's hand falls onto his arm, he abruptly moves it around her back, urging her to move faster- around the building, to Lane's aid*
: *golden eyes are wide, blazing with unconceivable hated .. his growling in the world of spirits echos loudly as he watches everyone and everything - stomping around in his circling on legs thicker than two people combined*..
: *with the noice of what may as well have been a tank hitting the ground, a giant leg steps out feet infront of Elisa, followed by the rest of his towering, musclebound, hair-covered form - his eyes are glowing down on the Kindred, the only one he wouldn't tear apart based on *..
: I just put these clothes on, dammit! *she doesn't lurch back, but drops to her knees instead; the blade passes no less than a hair from her nose, and she snarls, wincing at the near blow. Arms lash out, as Rennin made no immediate move back; they hook violently around the girl's knees and yank her legs literally out from under her; as Rennin inevitably falls, Lane eases onto her back and lifts a leg, shoving it between Rennin's, to send a vicious kick toward her pelvis, force enough to break if it connects
: *
: (::le icon::)
: I'm well aware, Elisa. *he does stop, but not until he's rounded the final corner, facing the starting battle- but surely to her satisfaction, he stays clear away from the ensuing events*
: *his face which spans bigger than anything, looms forward and growls low in her face before he turns around with supernatural quickness .. there is the warning - and now he is off to the Penumbra again*..
: I'd assume he doesn't like your newfound friend very much at all, to ignore my presence for hers. *still besides Elisa, smiling slightly- "Or else, he's just come to realise the truth..."*
: *scared off enough, she looks over at Lungret* The girl is a Abomination. As you well know, Lungret...Garou kill their own internal problems off first before dealing with us. *looking sidelong to Lungret*
: *wails as pain shatters through her leg; lancing up her back. The bitch did more than tear, she wounded that vital ciatic nerve which pulses from low back to heel. SHe pulls herself viciously away, digging long fingers into the earth to to drag herself away from the girl, panting. One leg rendered nearly useless; she's young, and needs blood to heal, having little in her bloodpool to expend. She can't waste it all on this first attack. She flips onto her back so she can at least defend*
: *slips from the building and stands on the front steps watching Lane*
: *turns her eyes land on Lun she gives him a nod then starts back in the building*
: *he nods quickly* But you must decide what we are to do, Elisa. I did say that this is You're newfound friend... *he forces himself not to smirk at his cunning, contemplating his thoughts before speaking* Do we endanger ourself in hopes of a rescue, or sacrifice her to the dogs in our own retreat? *he intends to test her loyalties* ((With regards to the fact that she definately beliefs that Lun'll be kill if he gets involved...))
: *as much as he must hate to do so, he ignores Elizabeth's nod, focus on something more important at the moment*
: *stops and looks at Lun*She is my child she has the skills to servive if she does die*her lips turn into a smile but not a happy one*then you can beileve the one who killed her will soon follow
: * Walks down the road, listening to music. Hasn't changed his clothes since last night.*
: Nay. If things are to be preserved, we donnae get involved in the affairs of that which donnae concern us...*a heavily regretful voice. Morg's word did so something to her but she respects Morg as a friend therefore she wont get involved. For her agreements and pacts to remain intact....* And I willnae sacrifice you either.
: *Yeah, skills. Sure. She wasn't taught or told shit about her skills. Too late now. Anyrate, the girl was stupid to leave her guard down and focus both hands around the hilt, and in lifting the blade, leaves nearly her entire form vulnerable. That one good leg shoots up and out; hooking her smoothly behind the knees and sending her to her back in one fluid movement. Said leg snakes out beneath the falling form, or what should be the falling form, to rise and plummet into that vulnerable gut*
: *he growls, howls and grunts praise from the other side .. an Abomination is being brought to her knees, his intent to claim the head as his own draws near - the sheer delight heightens...*
: *he passes a frustrated glance to 'Beth at her words- he really wants Elisa's answer. A hand coming to grasp the lady's upper arm insures her of this*
: *walks in the building and is gone*
: *she's given her word already on what they should do- so her hand covers his, slender and not as big as his...but she watches with a heavy heart. She liked Lane too...*
: * As he walks up to the building, he sees the people outside but doesn't pay attention to them, having learned to keep his own
: *stops and looks at Lun and his hold on Elisa she lean in and whispers to him*Before you go off to another do be so kind as to break it off with Saige I would hate there to be trouble between us
: * As he approaches the building he sees the people outside, but pays no attention to them....having learned to keep his nose out of other's business when he was young. He walks right up to the door.*
: *a very broad, very big grin spreads from ear to ear- obviously pleased. He rolls her hand up in his, offering some minor, though probably more likely than not transparent, condolences*
: * Opens the door and walks right into the parlor.*
: *at those words from Elizabeth, he drops Elisa's hand, and swiftly walks into the parlor, keeping away from the battle with little concern any longer*
: *another anguished, howl-like moan; she writhes in pain, but that only spurns her onwards, a disgusting kind of fuel. She twists her body to the left and snatches up the sword as her leg is ravaged another degree; no hesitation now, she throws herself up at the waist and arcs the heavy, spirit-laced blade at Lane's body; not caring where it hits, just praying it will, as she has her gaurd completely open, and available for attack*
: * His hair is black instead of blonde though and not spiked up but rather falling across his face. He moves right towards the bar and sits down.*
: *walks in and looks at him*You are a good man if you no longer wish to be with her I think she would understand. She has her hands full. So you know it was a boy*turns and starts down the hall towards the library*
: *he stares down at the floor as she leaves with lingering words. The baby's status bounces right off- it's definately not his kid... but, he realizes that he has yet to even think about Saige since he's been back, and for some damn reason, he's feeling guilty*
: *he continues to prowl around, the Rage passing over Lane now and then .. he waits in a warrior's bliss, wanting his prize*..
: .::stands just outside the entrance to the parlor, peeking around its elegant framework--her dull blue eyes looking particularly big and curious::.
: *slips down the hall and seems to just disappear into the darkness*
: (hmph... test.)
: *she just sighs *slipping back and away, she ignores Elizabeth entirely. walking to Lungret, she reaches a hand up and places it on his shoulder...reassuringly. no words need be spoken- Elisa is there fro him*
: *as people disperse, he appears into reality again .. watching, ready with unbreakable claws of steel - he internally crys for battle*..
: *vicious claws loom at his sides, the craving for blood draws closer .. Frenzy is wanted - the ruthless killer fights to get out...*
: Ah, fuck! *she snaps and out of instinct foolishly rips her arm to try and free it, despite the pinned hand. Succeeding in making the wound double the width of the blade only. Her hand and that left arm now useless as her left leg; bones shattered and flesh mangled, the blade oozing with blood hers and not. She unpins her hand, but only to sag back in wretched pain and anguish, dropping the blade. In an act to save her dwindling life, she pulls her head back to expose her neck, in ultimate surrender*
: *hesitates, but raises one of his to meet Elisa's, sorting everything out in his head- and fearing what the Tremere's views on the situation may be* Wished luck for your friend, or at least a good death. *no sense beating around the bush about it* ...I need to get the fuck out of here. Good evening.. *not waiting for her reply as usual, he enacts Obfusctae and makes for a door*
: Lungret- *a soft voice...she relies on her telepathy for the final bit* ~I am here for you, should you wish to talk. Room 242 upstairs. Be nay a stranger...please.~ *sighing, she sits down on the step and just Obsfucates out as well....*
: *her message is not abandoned, and her room committed to memory quickly- immediately after, he is gone*
: *he apparches the Abomination slowly*..
: *he moves behind the freakish creation, watching Rennin with complete delight*..
: *a low, heavy whine. Dammit, dammit! All the guilt and crushing weight of misery that she's kept hardly at bay the past month crush onto her* I could give a shit less. I'm going to Hel, and deserve to be sent by the likes of you. I know what I did. But I refuse to regret it. *she stays perfectly still, ignoring Morguline's hulking form as much as possible.
: We will meet on the Battle Field, Lane. *he shifts his hateful eyes down onto the back of her skull*.. Your life ws lived without purpose. Remember this always.
: Buuuuurn....
: *his eyes dim abnormally though the blaze*..
: I'm sure I'll never forget, with you stalking me after death. *muted scream in the back of her throat as her flesh is promptly removed and burned; blood pours from the severed limbs, eyes glazing and skin paling dramatically. Of course, death isn't that easy. She whispers, begging for it now, the pain unbearable* Just kill me now, please, end it. I beg you, please ...
: I demand her head! *he commands promptly*..
: *and so be it .. his metal claws carve through flesh like air from behind, forcing up, he seperated the head from the remainder of the body*..
: *another muffled yowl behind clenched lips as her arms are severed; she twitches abnormally, blood pooling above the well-manicured grass and gleaming darkly, sickly against the bright green. Eyes close as she waits for the inevitable, body nearly reaching that desensitized point, for loss of blood*
: *merciful, sweet death. Her body lays helpless, positvely floating in her own blood, which hovers over the well-manicured soil, slow to sink in, gleaming darkly in contrast to the bright green grass*
: *he spits on the corpse and mutters something unknown .. clawed fingers already peeling flesh and muscle from the skull8..
: *he spits on the corpse and mutters something unknown .. clawed fingers already peeling flesh and muscle from the skull***..
: *he spits on the corpse and mutters something unknown .. clawed fingers already peeling flesh and muscle from the skull*..
: *was standing in the tree line she pulls out a bloodstone and pulls the soul from the resantly dead and turns walking into the forest*
: *lets not fuck with a Garou who is, quite simply, a master of controling Spirits .. the Abomination is dead, forever - he stares over at Renin, holding a half-shaven skull in one huge hand*..
: (Sorry the soul is Anas she collected it)
: (She is dead I dont have to have your concent when You killed it the soul was Free Giovanni coolect them its done)
: *removes his steel lighter, activating the Fetish to nuke down the remainder of the body into absolutely nothing .. he takes a step back, flaying the skull of hair and flesh alike*.. That was beautiful.
: *slips along the forest places the soulstone in her pocket and gets to the edge and the road she slips in her car and drives off a smile on her pale dace*
: (::too nice to comment on such shit ..::))
: (your not that nice pres)
: (Do you have any idea how many ways I can have Morguline counter that that? Didn't think so. Just leave it as-is.)
: (Giovannis are masters of the dead and she could kill Morg if she wants so I think you have no Idea what your saying)
: Needles are for human doctors. *he turns, watching her closely*.. Come here.
: *as she nears, he opens a vest pocket, drawing out a goard that is far too big for a pocket that side .. not missing with his unseen speed, he smashes it against her heavily wounded arm .. sealing a majority of it - additionally, he pulls a small vial from another pocket, same effect as before regarding the vest, handing it to her*.. Drink this.
: *although the plants remains stick to her arm, it's almost attractive compared to what the rest of her looks like .. the body has burned to nothing, and he resumes his skull cleaning*..
: *he takes a perceptive look around, the place empty .. he follows her, his steps catching up like nothing*.. What do you want for the kill?
: What are you willing to give me? *no hesitation in asking. She's earned whatever he's willing to do for her or give her, damnit. She sinks easily to her knees by the water, and leans forward, plunging both arms up just past the mid-bicep mark, where the wound is* You said you'd make it worth my while, so offer me something.
: *is standing at the back door*I would take whatver he gives yu and either run or cheerish it for you wont breath much longer
: (::front yard icon, back door ... math ..::)
: *he is wordless, the unwanted around..*
: *he is wordless, the unwanted around..*
: (wrong icon think about it so stop being a smartass)
: *she keeps silent herself; in no mood to deal with another fucking leech now. Battle hungry yes, but not stupid. She continues to wash, water near the surface tinging red*
: *looks at Morguline*and you Never show your face here again Or i will kill you I am tired of you
: Then kill me. Now. *he turns, facing Elisabeth's direction*..
: *looks at the girl*you may have been able to take my child but You cant me so as I said I would enjoy the few days you have left of breathing and make peace with whoever or whatever you must because it will soon end*turns and starts back in the building*
: *looks at Morguline smiling ever so sweetly*You are no longer welcome in my tavern enjoy the forest the lake the city but never step foot in my tavern again
: Because I killed something that was never yours in the first place? Get over yourself. *he moves fully to the lake, paying no mind to the Leech*..
: As if I have any more time to waste here, you whore. *muttered very breathlessly under her breath; perhaps Morguline could hear it, if he was paying attention. No way in hell Elizabeth heard it* Go ahead and threaten my life. I'll die with honor, and reap the rewards Gaia has waiting for me.
: *and with that, she moves to plunge entirely into the lake; ignoring the leech, and groaning with the absolutely blissful coolness against battle-heated skin, shuddering as she sinks to her high waist*
: *has very good hearing she looks at Rennin and just grins she chants as a curent out of no where pulls her under the water and pulls her father and father under not letting her near the surface*
: *he sits on a steady rock, no need to be here .. he is a Legend amoung Werewolfs*..
: *wounded arm or no, she kicks for dear life; an excellent swimmer (Athletics of 4). She struggles a moment, thrashing, before gaining her bearings and forcing herself upwards; chanting or no, her will is as steel as the Elemental in her sword, and determination as firery as the Elemental that lives in her skin. In the Umbra, her Lune Incarna screatches in outrage, buring a violently white. She fights with all of that, and more; with Rage. Nothing to top that combination*
: *just grins a invisable berrior over the top making it so she cant get out to breath*
: *he works away on a cigar, staring down at the new trophy that is Lane;s bare skull*..
: *to be Logical after 5 mins of thrashing the air in her lungs would run out and she would drown she just leans against the door jam watching and waiting the bitch is back and its time to clean house it seems*
: *to be logically, August would never have been found .. but because of powers beyond him, she was - so lets not try any log here*..
: *he stands, making for his workshop*..
: *cameras every its stated*
: **relese the hold the body floats in the lake she turns and goes inside*
: ((*just makes it known that he's watching this, for later use, when/if it comes up*))
: *Rennin is alive, just like August is .. it's fucking magic, man - anyways, he heads back to mount his newly-won skull*..
: (and that, is a wonderful thing.)
: (She has other things to do. Don't waste her time. = ) )
: *unlocks the door to his place once he gets there, nailing another skull t the wall*..
: *Heels click against the marble surface as she makes her way towards the bar area. She holds her sterling silver bell that hangs from her small black collar so the chiming doesn't disturb anyone like before, fingernails painted black.*
: *strolls in, bare feet not making much noise at all. Her messy blonde hair is in her face and she's toying with the hem of her green baby-doll dress*
: (ack! wrong color)
: *Takes a seat on the last barstool in the row and politely asks the 'tender for a glass of water despite the various selections. Her golden eyes sweep over the room, trying to locate anything or one of interest.*
: I'm lovely *her curious eyes follow Talia... she's never seen her before*
: Um...miss...there ain't no one there...self server...*grins*
: *Smiles warmly to Lillie, her eyes shimmer slightly; admiring the woman.*
: *Player growls and makes Talia go grab a bottle of water before sitting back down.*
: *takes out a cigar and starts to smoke it, he looks at his doll and nods*
: *mosies over and taps Danrothe's nose* Don't say 'ain't' dearest. It makes you sound like a moron and we wouldn't want the wrong idea *itches her nose in a nearly childish manner before she looks back to Talia and smiles* hello
: *Nods politely after taking a sip from her bottle of water.* Hi.
: I ain't no moron, deary *grins widely and pokes Lillie in the ribs gently*
: AH! Stop it! *covers her ears to block out the offensive grammar*
: *puts his boots onto the table and looks at his doll, and nods again, then looking back at Lillie* What? There ain't no nothin' wrong with the grammer me speak, no-ish?
: I can't talk to you anymore. *shimmies to the bar and climbs up onto a bar stool, then onto the bar itself*
: *Her eyes stay on Lillie, full of curiousity. She sets down her bottle and runs her fingers through her hair absentmindedly.*
: *tucks her feet up under her and looks at Talia, making sure that she's a stranger before she speaks* Who in the world are you? I don't know you.
: *yawns and looks at his doll, whispers aitte too loudly..* Huh...didn't mean fer her to go away...*sniffles* Werse just teasin..
: Talia Amerson, I came here a couple days ago. *Offers a pale-skinned hand.*
: *takes the offered hand in her own little pale one and shakes it* I'm Lillie... I come here all the time.
: *looks at Talia* Even though yer talkin' to her...m'names Dan...*grins*
: It's always a pleasure to meet such a lovely woman. *Shakes her hand gingerly then retracts hers to her lap with a warm smile. Gives a gentle nod to Danrothe.*
: Likewise. The female population has really started to suck lately.
: *looks at the doll* Like thats a bad thing...erk...excuse me...
: Why do you say that?
: Men just became a minority...*looks at the doll* No...you don't count
: Because there aren't many around. The ones that are left are all the same... boring and whiney.
: I'll try to be neither then. *A smirk tugs on the corner of her rosey lips.*
: *sighs, glaring at the doll* Fine! *looks back to everyone* This is VDD *lookjs back at the doll, getting upset* No! Because it's stupid, ooooh I'm scared, you tell them then...
: Oh thank heavens *flops down melodramatically on the bar* I couldn't handle any more of those.
: But only one one condition.
: ((on one*))
: *sits back up... obviously full of piss and vinegar tonight* Yes'm?
: I get a nice smile.
: Shut up! Shut up! *picks up the doll and goes into the kitchen, then comes back, doll-less* ahh...*sits back down, listening to all the fun stuff...*
: *smiles, a nice real smile before it bursts into a cheesy grin* I'll give you another one later, too.
: Promise? *Can't help but smile back, genuinely.*
: *reaches around the back of the bar and retrieves a mug, which she promply launches at Danrothe's head*
: *Pouts cutely, as she didn't get an answer.*
: *doesn't get that a mug is hurle at his head, and gets it right in his left temple, the mug shatters and he falls backwards in his char, his feet in the air, his right one starts to twitch*
: *grins then, a HUGE one that lights up her soft green eyes which she turns to Talia* Cross my heart.
: *the cigar falls out of his mouth and extingishes itself, his hat falls off a few feet from his body*
: *Giggles softly.* You're beautiful, darling.
: (nipple pic just for you, Pres *wink wink*)
: *shrugs, still smiling a little bit* And I don't even have to try.
: *rolls over, and sits up, looking around blankly, his eyes are large and black, nearly hollow looking, where he was hit there's a small gash leaking clearish liquid* What the hell? What the fucking hell? *glares at Lille, grabs his hat and throw it on the table and uprights his char, not taking his gaze off her*
: I think I could agree with that.
: *doesn't pay all that much mind to Danrothe because he's not lavishing fabulous compliments on her* Is that good? *points to Talia's water*
: I'm not quite sure I deserved that...mind to clerify?
: ((opposite corner preferably Morg)) *He simply observes the conversasions that are taking place while carefully taking note of Morg for he has not seen him in the longest time*
: Hmm? *Looks confused for a minute then looks down to her bottle.* Oh, yes, I suppose. *Was too busy admiring to notice what was right beside her.*
: *shakes her head, taking her eyes very momentarily from Talia just long enough to look at Dan so that he knows the comment is for him* Nope.
: ((Does he know that/??))
: Great, yeah...thanx...*the whole right side of his face twitches and he sits down again, not putting his hat back on, empty eyes darting over the room, the skin around his eyes is abnormally wrinkled and dark*
: I haven't had water in ages. *smiles as she notices Randal tapping his way in* Hello, Randal dear. Looking lovely this evening, as usual.
: *Picks her bottle back up and takes a long sip before setting it back down.*
: *Gets up to find his favorite Sake and then quickley returns to his seat* ((oh)) *and then He watches Morg Dissapear into the Umbra..*
: (um...cough?)
: *A soft sigh escapes her lips. She stretches casually, her black leather suit gleams subtly in the artificial light. She loves how it hugs every lucious curve of her body.*
: *starts to lick and clean his teeth with his tongue, every now and then moving his hair from his veiw of the people*
: *sips his Sake modestly*
: (Hey you're back)
: *mutters "fucking shit" under his breath and leaves, leaving his hat at the table, and all the glass around, and when somoene glances around they notice the doll sitting where he was*
: Yeah... I'd probably give you a big wet kiss *plants one on his cheek anyways, then glances at the clock and her almond shaped green eyes get enormous* holy shit *gives Talia a kiss, but on the mouth of course* gotta go. Saige is gonna kick my ass
: *Flushes lightly then grins.* Bye, Lillie.
: *Watches him Reapear from the Umbra* Ok... *is lost*
: Bye *waves as she walks backwards. Of course, she has to blow a kiss to Morg on her way out* Later, handsome. Stay out of trouble.
: (yay for people saying "fucking shit")
: What a very interesting woman... *Still lightly blushing as she downs the rest of her bottle of water.*
: *sips carefully a bit confused* ((Is
: ((Is Morg still here or no?))
: ((no, he went to bed))
: ((Ok Bye Morg))
: *Golden eyes instantly divert towards Kioko and she waves excitedly with a bright smile.*
: *Her white orbs catch movment and blinks opening her eyes to smile at Talia walking into the parlor smiling to her* Hey!
: *Gestures for her to come over, still smiling just as brightly.*
: *lingers in the doorway, her body covered in a black leather duster. Her booted foot taps on the marble floor*
: *just Sits alone and drinks*
: *Smiles moving towards her throwing her arms around Talia smiling brightly*
: *Wraps her arms around, pulling her into a deep kiss.* I've missed you.
: *Smiles kissing her back sliding into her lap pressing her cold cheek to Talia's* I was wondering where you ran off to
: Needed a change of scenery, I guess. *Cuddles her against herself.*
: *opens the correct door and walks in the work out room*
: *sips quietly and then pulls out his book, he sets his Sake bowl down and plucks a burning feather from his wings, he pulls out his ink well and dips the feather once, he then begins to write*
: *Nods a sad look in her eyes pressing closer to her* That I can understand
: So what have you been up to? Seduced any other pretty girls? *Giggles lightly and kisses her cheek.*
: *makes his way to a bench and sits down ... he slowly removes his buisness jacket and then his tie ..folds the jacket neatly and places the tie on top of it ..he then removes his dress shirt and then his t-shirt folding them neatly and placing them on the bench the hten removes his shoes and his socks*
: *knows that he's here, but she's going to just sit back and watch everyone for a bit. A set of haunting green eyes peer out from the shroud of jet black hair that covers most of her face*
: *he stands bare chested his cain in his right hand ..and all of his clothing removed except his dress slacks ... he walks slowly toward the mat where the puching back is located *
: *Since Kioko's player had to take off, does the whole goodbye I'll miss you routine. Rises frm her stool to fetch another bottle of water then sits up on the bar counter, letting her golden eyes drift about until they land on Saige.*
: *he quietly listens to air and the people in the room a calm feeling washes over him*
: *along her scan, her eyes would surely meet up with Talia's. They may be familar eyes except for the contempt and sheer coldness that they give off*
: *Cold vibes or not, her eyes flare seductively and she gives a simple smile as she continues to watch her.*
: *doesn't return it. Smiles don't come that easy to her lips that would be full and tantilizing if it weren't for the nearly permanant scowl that resides there*
: *Mouths the word 'hello' finding it easier than telepathy because she doesn't know how Saige would react to it.*
: *nods once, and not inviting at all. She finally takes the necessary steps to walk through the room*
: *Does no more than watch her from this point, if she had any desire to converse with Talia at all, she'd figure she'd approach or give some sign of it.*
: *drinks* *writes*
: *stops a good 7 feet away from Talia as it happens to be on her way out of the parlor* What?
: Just wanted to say hello, couldn't help but notice you. *A smile plays on her rose-colored lips.*
: *the univiting scowl still on her partly hidden face* I'm not your type. Trust me.
: Only one way to find out.
: *rolls her eyes* Maybe another night. *walks out of the room into the hall where her predatory senses come in handy as she has to listen for him*
: *Shrugs lightly.* No fun at all... *Pouts and leans back against the bar counter.*
: *no fun... now if that isn't the understatement of the century* There you are *mutters lightly as she looks at the door to the workout room... now whether to burst in and scare him, or sneak in and scare him... choices choices*
: *looks at Talia* So... long night? *sips his Sake*
: *Glances off towards the voice, eyeing Asashi curiously.* Yeah, I suppose.
: I know what your going through many a night I have sat in this room alone writing in my book *he tosses the feather and it instantly burst into a puff of smoke*
: What do you write about?
: Things I see here and my past and the future... Same old same old *he closes the old hardbound book*
: *decides for a happy medium and just opens the door and walks in. When the door closes with a gentle 'click' the noise of leather against leather is soft, but there as she ajusts against the wall*
: Future? You're a precognitive?
: Hmm some what.. ((is Ancient)) I have Just talk to alot of people and have gathered many things...
: Aiming to gather something from me then?
: Possibly... *looks her over timidly*
: * Walks in, looking around.*
: What could that "possibly" be? *Flicks the silver bell on her collar.*
: Your roll on this place and how you affect it...
: *what indeed would someone think? Should she be cruel and stand there silently to make him nervous or speak to put him at ease. It doesn't really matter since she's pretty much here to be her usual heartless self anyway. But it takes a real low-life to pick on a blind man so she speaks in a flat tone* It's just me.
: (( Is Naru in the parlor?))
: ((Nope outside in Shinku's car))
: ((Ok))
: ((*pokes Eddie's image then screams* Guilty Gear X!))
: ((yeah you used my pic))
: (( Damn right. It's a sweet ass pic. * Gets an idea.* Actually, I think I am going to have one of my friends make a personalized fan fic pic of Zappa for me.))
: * Pulls out a clove and lights it.*
: ((good your welcome now lay offa chip *shakes fist Jokingly*))
: *smirks at being called "bondage boy"* Well that's nice
: Don't see how my role can be so important, nothing special about me. *Lying though she seems no more than a mundane human with a unusually bright and large aura.*
: * Opens his bag and pulls out a rather large, hard back, leather bound book. Opens it, holding it up with one hand, and begins to read it while leaning against the wall next to the door.*
: Shinku.... c'mon damn it... don't make me scream or something.... I don't like acting like the helpless victim *glares again*
: *is glad he can't see her eyes. They are indeed the window to this girl's soul. As soon as that door closed, they were soft and almost sad. Her voice, however remains totally void of any emotion at all as if she's on auto-pilot* I have something for you. It can wait until your finished.
: Well then your decieveing yourself for I can sense quite a power from you.. *sips his sake* You drink?.
: *Shakes her head lightly.* No, never.
: ((Damn you scuba steve)) You want me to be the helpless one here...cuz I will....*sticks out his tounge*
: Hmm care to join me anyway...*pats a chair by him*
: * He puts the book down after reading a couple of pages and pulls up his sleeves. He then pulls out a razor blade and begins to carve certain Norse words in runic on his arms.*
: And again I repeat... GET THE HELL OFF ME DAMN IT! *yells right in his face, manages to get her arm free and decks him* Ass
: Sure, but I might have to leave soon. It is a bit late. *Walks over to sit next to him.*
: *looks at eddy Sharply* You feeling ok?
: * Looks over at Asashi. The carvings on his arm actually seem to glow.* Yeah, I am.
: *watches silently. The artist in her is facinated with the way his muscles move over the bone and the way the light reflects off of the skin. This is the kind of thing she always tries to capture but just never can...*
: Alright.. So tell me about yourself...
: *is decked, a bit stunned at the momment, grabs her by the hair pulling her to him, his demener has changed severely* You don't want to fuck with me...
: ((Test))
: *he plucks a feather and turns to a section that is bookmarked with a black velvit piece of clothe*
: *fascinated
: Born and raised in Connecticut by my mother who did so alone. Never really knew my father. *Shrugs slightly.* Just got here from New York a couple nights ago.
: ((Test))
: *squirms around more, has never seen him act like this before* Shinku, calm down.... just let me up ok.... *her voice calm and soothing*
: Hmm interesting but.. what is your name? *plucks a feather and dips it into the ink*
: Talia Amerson, and you?
: Asashi
: Asashi Sunfire *extends a hand*
: *pulls a fat envelope out from the inside pocket of her duster. Somehow, she controls her hand so that it doesn't shake when it reaches out to capture his. She then places the envelope in his hand* I would have written a check, but it's just easier this way... hopefully for both of us.
: Very nice to meet you, Asashi. *Shakes his hand gingerly, fingernails are painted black.*
: * Shakes his head and sighs. Puts the razor blade away and closes the book.*
: * Picks up his book and walks out the front door, heading towards the front yard.*
: *shakes her head, as best she can as he has her hair* Sorry Shinku.... *reaches up and hits a pressure point on his neck that would make him pass out if it hit*
: *Takes down her name* And what makes you special?
: ((aww... Eddie-pie. Not getting any attention tonight?))
: My mind. *Leaves it as simple as that, not caring to express her abilities.*
: * Looks up at the night sky as he smokes a clove.*
: ((*waves to Elisa*))
: (( Nah, just changing location. * Waves to Elisa also.*))
: Favors are liabilities that I just can't afford right now. *lets her hand linger in his for a brief moment before she pulls it away. Physical interaction was never her strong point* Please, don't argue with me.
: ((* For those of you who want to truely find out more about this character, go to www.geocities.com/terreas_lightfeather/Eddie_Carneiro.html.*))
: ((yeah come in and hang out with me oyu know the only timed weve rpied together was you pining me to a wall and sending me to my room*
: ))
: *bites her lip then with all of her strength,....guys may not want to read this part, nails him right in the crouch then pushes him off and unlocks the door, practicly falling out* God damn it.... damn doors *climbs to her feet and starts from the car, spots Eddie*
: Oh and whats with the outfit? *look sher over* ((I assume your wearing something crazy))
: *words from shinku escape him mouth* Gnome whore *he falls over in the seat* how many times is she gonna do that....*growls and thinks away the pain*
: ((Wouldn't that be fun, Elisa and Saige in at the same time.))
: * Looks down from looking at the sky and looks at Naru. Blinks.* Hello
: I like it. *Shrugs. Wears an outfit of black leather; form-fitting suit that ends at the ankles, wrists and neck, high-heeled boots that cut off just under the knees, and a small collar with a little sterling silver bell.*
: * Seems to be glowing slightly.*
: *nods, grabs her neck where she's till bleeding* Hey.... *looks back at the car, shuddrs* I hate my job.... *shakes her head*
: (actually, they pretty much just ignore each other.)
: * Raises an eyebrow.* What happened to you?
: Long story.... *walks up to him* I'll tell you once I get out of sight of him *nods to Shinku who's in pain at the moment, still in his car*
: Alright...so...want to go inside?
: *pours her a bowl of Sake* just incase you get thirsty, so why are you here?
: * Seems to be glowing various colors, almost as if though his aura was visible to everyone.*
: Sure... AH SHIT! *closes her eyes tightly, joyful... fleshcraft* DAMN IT SHINKU! *falls to her knees in pain*
: *Shrugs again.* Change of scenery?
: ((* Wonders how you can send someone fleshcraft when you aren't touching them.*))
: Its not normal for humans to be here.. Ususally food...
: *Quietly.* I'm only half, regardless of how I appear.
: Oh and the other half?
: (( * Will go upon the words of the two people he knows for sure know what they are talking about. Thinks it's about time for the freeform side of Eddie to kick in momentarily.*
: Not sure I like being this open with a person I just met... *Frowns lightly.*
: *stops writing* well then Im done proding, Would you like a feather? *tries to hand it to her*
: *and being as how Shinku's player is now laying on the floor, the fleshcraft stops, she shudders slightly, Shinku's gone now, grumbles, sitting up, breathing heavily*
: No, thank you.
: * Kneels down next to Naru and begins to chant. The symbols he carved in his arms moments earlier begin to bleed and glow as he uses both blood and other energies to fuel the magic he learned when he was young.* ((* To see how this is possible in VtM based freeform, go to said link.*))
: (( As I said, read go to said site I posted earlier. http://www.geocities.com/terreas_lightfeather/Eddie_Carneiro.html.))
: * Looks at Naru as he glows like a fire.* You alright?
: *eyes him a moment, wondering what he's doing, , watches his arms glow and bleed, wide eyed*
: *tosses it it burst into a bright flame* alright.. sure you dot want a drink you look tired...
: (( Just go to the link))
: *nods* Yeah.... just thinking of a career switch.... *manages a small smirk as she stands up, a bit unsteady at first*
: I'm sure that I don't care for sake. *Nods.*
: Alright
: * Looks at Naru as he glows like a fire.* You alright?
: Alright
: Too bad.. want anything else?
: No, thank you. *Yawns, covering her mouth.* Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?
: *her voice holds the amusement that matches her eyes perfectly* I wondered if that was actually going to work. Whatever it takes, I suppose.
: So, what is your career again?
: Alright.. well I am Asashi you know that and I am one of the last remaining true blooded Phoenix's
: A Phoenix? *Arches a brow.*
: Fire bird....
: I teach phsycology... but I'm also a shrink myself.... and he was one of my patience.... I need a break from life *sighs and shakes her head*
: Or a stiff drink.
: I know but it just seems a bit...different. Do you really go through a kind of death and rebirth ever so often?
: You know big fire wings *he rises and his wings explode into flames*
: Or both *smirks slightly, pulls her clip from her hair, letting her hair fall down, runs her hands through it a moment* How have you been?
: * Sighs slightly.* I feel like I've been through one too many personality changes over the last few days.
: * The bleeding on the arms stopped, but is still glowing slightly, almost as if he had a halo around his entire body.*
: And accepting favors from a stranger, especially a favor as large as this, is just something that I'm not in the position to do. You can be angry if it makes you feel like more of a man, but it would be entirely too much effort. It wouldn't make a difference to me.
: *Shrinks back a bit, getting defensive quickly.* Yeah, I get it already...
: What do you mean? *cocks her head to the side*
: *smiles* Good and kinda..
: Oh, was searching through one of my suit cases I hadn't opened in a while and found two old outfits of mine, each with their own blades. Wore them for a day each.
: When ever I am mortally Wounded.. I can consume my body inflames and be reborn.. It removes all scars and signs of aging but I do not turn into a little kid if thats what you mean...
: *Nods.* I understand what you mean.
: I don't recall saying I was angry ... *is dissapointed maybe cause he tried to do something nice and it got rejected * I can see you veiw on the matter so we'll consider this as you like payment for services rendered
: ((brb))
: *eyes his glowling arms a moment, curiously* .....really.... what did it change?
: ((ok))
: *if he wasn't completely in lawyer mode before he sure as hell is now *
: ((Back))
: ((wb))
: Nothing, it just felt so odd to wear them again, brough back memories.
: Oh.... *steps inside the tavern* Bad memories?
: Yep.. Hmm so I've been around a while...
: * Steps inside the tavern after Naru.* No, just old memories. Memories of when I was homeless after collage and stuff.
: Well...I think I'll retire for tonight. Take care, Asashi. *Rises from her seat.*
: Ok..... *heads over to the bar, slides on one of the stools, rubbing her temples slightly* Headaches.... eh
: * Pulls out his pack of cloves and opens it. Holds it infront of Naru.* Clove?
: *and she asked for it. She knows she did, but he did help her and he deserves a bit of an explaination. She does the best she can while remaining cool* Doing a favor for me isn't worth the trouble that it would cause you. And my company... isn't worth the effort.
: * The glow around him turns into a light purple. The energy seems to whisp off him and into Naru, slowly releaving her of some pain.*
: I shall good night to you if you ever wanna talk I will be here ~what a peculiar girl~
: No thanks.... *yay no more pain.... well as much, rests her elbows on the bar top, her head in her hands* So besides the whole memories thing... how've you been?
: * Nods and puts the pack of cloves away.* Alright. Bored, but alright.
: All right. *Nods and leaves, once outside the parlor door, she fades from view and is gone.*
: *a brow raises above the shades as he looks at at her his face hardening a bit * One ..don't sell yourself short .. and two ... *walks past her as he heads for the door* Weither your worth the effort and time .. is a decision I make don't you think *said retorically *
: *well im done her*
: *Leaves* *gone*
: How have you been.
: Bored also.... trying to get everything situated.... then I ran into SHinku and.... yeah.... *shakes her head again* not the best night.....
: I'm sorry
: *moves out of his way in one smooth graceful step, then turns to face him* Yes, but you're too intelligent to make the wrong choice.
: Don't be.... not your fault.... *turns and leans against the bar* Well since we're both bored what do you wanna do?
: What did he do anyways?
: *just looks at her and give her a grin as he says in true Randal fashion* Only problem with that is ... the right choice isn't always the most intelligent one
: I don't know, what do you want to do. * Avoiding the obverous answer.*
: I don't know, what do you want to do? * Avoid the obvious answer.*
: *shrugs* Want to go out side or something?
: I thought you were a gentlemen...
: Actually, do you want to go swimming? I know they have a lake here.
: ...sure.... why not *smiles*
: * Smiles back.*
: I am to an extent Saige ...but I'm also a lawyer ... and my gentlemenly qualities run shallow when someone I like tries to tell me they arn't worth my time and I'm ignorant for believing them to be worth my time
: Alrighty. Well, last one in the lake has to swim nude. * Takes off across the room, not too fast though.*
: Do they run so shallow as to not open the door for a woman? You could at least get out of my way so that I could do it myself *her voice has pretty much exchanged the harsh edge for amusement. For some possibly rotten reason, she really enjoys him being all riled up*
: *cracks up laughing and takes off after him*
: why would I want to do either of the two because now I have your charming personality all to myself ...
: * Runs out the back door and begins undo his bag from around his waist.*
: * The bag drops and he takes off his shirt.*
: *still laughing as she runs passed him, pulling of her boots*
: Because the stench of this room is disgusting. Is this how you impress all of your ladies?
: * Pulls off his boots and speeds up. Takes off his socks and pants as he passes Naru.*
: *opens the door with a chuckle* Oh? so your my lady now? *plays with her words * and not really I believe you've already noticed both things I use to impress a lady *chuckles as he walks out into the hall the cain tapping the floor before every step .. would have let he go first but if he did his comments would have had the saem effect *
: HEY! *starts undoing her shirt, chasing after him, drops the shirt on the ground*
: * Jumps into the water, wearing only boxers.*
: *stands at the edge of the lake, now in only her undies and bra* Betcha that's cold *smirks*
: * Walks out of the water towards Naru.* It is. But it looks like you lost. * Looking her over.*
: Ugh *follows behind him, leaving the door open. Why the fuck should she care if it's open or not?* Why are you so bitchy anyway? What did you expect? Did you think I would hop in bed with you just because you filed some papers for me?
: Awe.... but I don't like to lose *watches him*
: * Stands right in front of her, dripping wet.* Alright, well lets make a compromise. You take off your top and I will claim I lost. * Now being bold, leans in and kisses her lightly on the lips before pulling back.*
: Hmm.... *a bit surprized at the kiss, smiles slightly, bites her lip as if thinking*
: *the soft swoosh of the leather can be heard again as she shrugs* Shows what you know.
: Randal, beautiful, charming creatures walk in and out of this place everynight. But what happens when you can't see any of that?
: Well?
: *reaches back undoing her bra, but as she's pulling it off she dives into the lake before he can really see anything, comes back up, the water just under her chin, smirking*
: * Smirks and walks into the lake. Once his whole body is under the water, he takes his pants off and throws them onto the shore.*
: *watches him, just floating there, her hair clinging to her face*
: * Swims over to Naru and just smirks at her.* So tell me, do I make you randy?
: *cracks up laughing* Grr baby very grr
: Exactly. Paper pushing goes much further with me than charm and good looks. That shit never got me anywhere *mentally curses herself the whole time she's speaking but her mouth somehow lost connection with her brain. What are you doing, you twit? You came here to lose him and you're doing a great job... don't fuck it up.*
: * Chuckles and dives under water.*
: *raises an eyebrow as he dives under*
: * Swims under Naru's legs then surfaces, picking her up out of the water.*
: ACK! *covors herself* What are you doing? *laughs softly*
: It's not a very healthy character surround yourself with.
: Honestly? I was trying to get a look of how you look like when you're wet. But now I guess I am giving you a piggy back ride.
: *shakes her head but still laughs* Oh really? How sweet
: Just call me sugar
: *leans against the wall of... wherever they stopped* You're a very irritating person.
: *smirks then pokes him in the side... or as close as she can reach to his side* Crazy....
: Of course not. I could have left after I handed you the money and you would have never wanted to talk to me again. Of course, I didn't and it's proving to be the kick in the ass that I figured it would be.
: * Pretends to waver a little bit.* I know I am, that's how I was able to survive being a runaway since I was ten. I had to be crazy to dare to meet the people who would take me into their coven, to meet the people who would teach me high school education before I turned 16, and who would get me accepted into a collage so they could teach me when I was 16.
: Gotta be crazy to survive in the world.
: True... even for a shrink *grabs on to him as he pretends to waver*
: * Grabs onto her legs.* Oh, people who practice psychology especially. Cause if you aren't a bit crazy, then you will completely snap.
: *fine, he asked for it. Her arms are crossed over her chest and her boot is tapping impatiently on the floor. Her voice has that sharp irritation in it again* Randal?
: Mhm... most are worse then their patients.... *smirks slightly, leaned forward a bit, her hair falling down and would be hitting Eddie in the face*
: * Shakes his head lightly to shake the hair out of his face.* I know. * Squeezes Naru's legs lightly.*
: I think I left my coat in your room.
: *leans back suddenly, hoping to knock them both underwater*
: * Falls backwards into the water.*
: *squirms away from his grasp and swims a ways away before resurficing*
: * Resurfaces and looks around.*
: *splashes water at him* hehe
: *oh, didn't leave her coat in his room. Wasn't even in there tonight and she took it with her the last time* It's a very expensive coat, you know. I'd be pissed if anything happened to it.
: * Splashes water back at her.*
: *laughs then dives back under water*
: * ^-_-^*
: *follows a nice three feet behind him, which is a far cry better than the terrified five. Her duster swooshes at the ankles of her boots. The faintest of self-satisfied smirks has a grand time playing on her lips*
: *comes back up behind him* Hello.... *smiles*
: * Jumps up slightly and turns around.* Hello. * Smiles back.*
: Oh, shit. *closes the door behind her, leaning lazily against it* I never took it off.
: *laughs as he jumps* Didn't mean to scare you....
: Didn't scare, more like surprised.
: Same thing *shrugs, brushes her hair back from her face*
: So, are you going to make a move on me, or did I just waste a trip up these stairs only to make a fool out of myself?
: * Places a hand on Naru's face and gentle traces her jaw line.*
: *leans her head against his hand slightly, her eyes never leaving his face*
: *steps toward her till he is a few inchs away his hands rises slowly to grasp her cheeks palms caressing them softly as he leans forward breathing deep inhaling her scent * Your no fool Saige ... and neither am I ... Your a very beautiful woman and one I respect ... and if your just here to be here and not because you want to be then your doing neither of us any good
: * Traces up and down her jaw, eyes locked onto her eyes.*
: * For someone who is supposed to be undead, he has a very gentle and warm touch.*
: Do you think that I've ever done anything that I've not wanted to in my entire life? I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be.
: *has been around vampires enough to notice the warmth, moves a little closer to him*
: * Moves a bit closer to her. His eyes turn blood red for the same amount of time as a beat of someone's heart.*
: *leans down and slowly his hands falling to her shoulders his breath warm agianst the soft skin of her neck as he kisses it gently his lips rise slowly tracing her neck to her cheek and then to her lips he kisses her softly *
: So.... *said softly, a small smile plazed on her lips*
: So...* Returns the smile.* ....wow....it's been so long since I've been attracted to anyone.
: Really? *her head tilted off to the side, watching him*
: *She returns the kiss with her own soft, warm, that taste of mocha from her lip gloss. They taste even stronger of hunger and even a possibly surprising shyness. Her hands are still pinned between her back and the door*
: Yes, really. * Eyes still locked onto her's.*
: Hmm.... *wraps her arms around him*
: *as she returns his kiss.. he pulls back as if looks at her like some one who could see would do ..he gives a soft smile before leaning back in and kissing her a little more passionately this time his tongue passing between her soft lips into her mouth and gently starts to play with hers * his hands sliding down the sides of her body and behind her back to her hands ..as he find her hands he slowly pulls her arms from beind her back and stretchs them upward and out before bringing them back down around his
: neck*
: * Wraps his arms around her body, holding her to him.* Ummhmmm
: *laughs softly then leans in, kissing him lightly on the lips, her eyes drifting closed*
: * Returns the kiss, eyes closed, smiling a bit.*
: *slowly pulls back from the kiss*
: * Slowly opens his eyes and looks at her.*
: *moves even closer to where she's almost pressed up against him*
: *leaves one arm draped around his neck, the other works to remove her coat somehow not breaking the kiss. She tosses the huge, heavy coat over to the floor by his bed* mmm *breaks the kiss now* I think it's over there...
: * Closes that gap, moving closer to her to the point that he is lightly pressing against her.*
: *tilts her head to the side again, watching him a moment before kissing him deeply*
: * Returns the kiss, just as deep.*
: Oh really well i think we'd better make sure its alright.. grabs her hand and moves to the bed with her ..* looks alright to me ..*kisses her agian ..his arm reaching over and turning the light off ..not that he needed it on anyway just has it on incase of visitors or such *
: *doesn't break the kiss yet, pressed up against him now*
: * Pulls her closer to him, pressing her up against him more. Continues to kiss her, passionately and deeply.*
: *gone*
: *kisses back just the same, then slowly pulls back* Sorry.... but I gotta go.... *doesn't move away from him though*
: It's alright. Are you going home?
: *nods* Yeah.....
: Mind if crash at your place?
: Not at all *kisses him again then starts back for the shore*
: * Heads back to shore right along side her.*
: *picks up her clothes and starts to put them back on, wrings out her hair then puts it back up in her clip*
: * Puts his pants back on and then walks around and collects his clothes and bag. Puts on the socks and the boots, but puts his shirt in his bag. Straps the bag around his waist. ((Just for shits and giggles.)) On his right bicept there is a celtic knot penticle tattoo with a tribal thorn circle around it. On his left bicept there are various names tattooed on his arm.*
: * Looks over at Naru and catches a quick peek at something that makes him happy.*
: *Takes a seat at the bar. Her outfit is a bit of a change; she wears a tight black leather vest that is zipped fully, loose bondage pants and a pair of black sneakers. She still wears her small black cat collarwith its little sterling silver bell though. Her golden eyes sweep over the place, trying to single out anyone she knows.*
: *A soft sigh escapes her lips as she rises and fetches herself a glass of water, doing so then taking a seat on the bar counter itself. She crosses her left leg over the right at the knee out of habit and sips gingerly*
: ((*has to go* sorry *waves and is off*))
: *stirs a little as his eyes open to their usual darkness ... his muscles stiff ..and almost achey ..his mind foggy and unclear seeing as he is just waking up *
: *sleeps peacefully for the first time in weeks. Her pale, slender body is snuggled right up to Randal. A slender arm is draped over his chest, head resting on that cozy nook of his arm. The sheets are gathered and draped over her waist*
: *his head leans a little as he inhales her scent ..his mind clears suddenly flashing the events of last evening a small smile plays on his face as he catchs himself wondering if this could be the one ... gives a soft chuckle at his school body rediculiousness as he tries to force himself to believe she was only interested in one thing * *his arm folds as it slowly runs down her soft slender side his finger tips caressing her skin*
: *slowly coming too, but still more asleep than not, she moves just slighty away from the tickling touch and mumbles grumpily* stop it.
: *does as she asks and folds his arm drawing her closer his head still cocked at an angle as he kisses her on the top of her head inhaling the scent of her hair *
: *too-to
: *slips up just slightly to burry her face in that spot just between his neck and shoulder, fighting conciousness. Her hand moves down a bit to rest on his scared chest, which now has new red lines from her nails raking across it*
: *his head remains cocked his face buried in her hair as his hand runs slowly over her back to the base of her neck his fingers run through her soft dark hair *
: *for some odd reason is really enjoying this momment ... perhaps more then he should considering all he's heard out of her is she doesn't like attachments *
: *mumbles again in a sleepy, muffled voice* You smell terrible.
: *rolls his head slowly so as to loosen the muscles in his neck * I don't know what your smelling but its not me ..
: *nuzzles his neck with her nose, her eyes still closed* Yes, it is.
: *shakes his head slowly * no considering the shower was part of last evening ... like I said don't know what your smelling but it ain't me *chuckles a little *
: Well, a lot happened since then. *finally opens her eyes. She sees just fine in the pure darkness. She has her usual rush of panic: Get dressed as fast as possible, carry the shoes, no time to put them on, say something about what a mistake this was, and make for the door. She stays right where she is, though. Tangled nicely in the sheet*
: *chuckles* Really thats what you call alot ?? *says playfully as he wraps his arms around her his head lowering and kissing her on the lips for a breif second before he gives her a soft smile* *his body tight as he too has his thoughts on what he should be doing right now like making an excuse on how she has to go because he forgot to do something important or he has a meeting he forgot about .. but its late and those excuses are just that excuses *
: You're very rude in the morning *trails the tip of her tongue across his lips* I'm starving. I'm going to go get something to eat. That should give you plenty of time to think about it.
: Your not so polished yourself ....Plenty of time to think about what? *his tone carries a hint of confusion*
: *first part was said playfully*
: If you're going to rush off to some business meeting with some imaginary client, or not. And I'll have time to think about if I'm going to tell you that I have to much going on in my life and I don't ever want to see you again... or not.
: oooo normally I would say something to that effect ... but this is far from normal I don't plan on trying to rush anywhere like I said I enjoy the company ...but you not wanting to see me agian ... that i have no control over
: Now you were supposed to lay here and think about it. *rolls onto her back, then sits up. Her jet black hair is a total and complete mess, but thankfully the make up was washed off early on*
: I did ... *grins a little * just didn't take me that long
: I'm going downstairs anyway. Do you want anything?
: Yeah actually ... you want me to come with you? or you want that time to think?
: You can just think. I suppose I can do one nice thing for you today. *runs her hand through her hair a few times in a half-assed attempt to tame it*
: Oh well now ... just some hot tea..
: With honey. Is that it?
: Yeah ... *says oftly* that'll work fine
: oftly-softly
: *stands up, holding the sheet to her chest so that it would have to pull it off of him. She wraps it around herself and ties it. She doesn't know who's down there, but she really doesn't care about being little miss leather right now*
: *trods up the front steps of the building, entering through the parlor's front door- looking around and, easily enough, noticing the room empty- closing it behind him just loudly enough to send the sound drifting down the nearest hallways*
: Hey... *chuckles*
: don't be gone long ...
: Screw you. I'll be gone as long as I want to *opens the door and walks out, slamming it behind her... really more because she likes the sound. She sleepily walks down the steps, the sheet wraped around her is her only protection*
: *strides across the room, removing his tan trench and draping it over one arm. When he arrives at the bar, he tosses the coat on top of it, seating himself on one of the stools*
: Says after the door closes* you've already done that ... *said more so to himself then anything else *
: *her head is swarming. She suddenly wishes she had her notebook. Somehow she doesn't even notice Lungret as her bare feet silently carry her into the kitchen. Her expertise at making tea and the fact that she's not in any great hurry means that there isn't too much noise while she's in there, either.
: *the room is empty, save for himself, and alone with his thoughts, he makes little noise- those, combined with his extreme perceptive abilities make it rather impossible for him to not notice Saige, even if she doesn't do the same for him. He stands and, leaving his trench to lie, follows her as far as the kitchen door*
: *he leans against the doorway, watching her in silence, face expressionless*
: *just lays there in thought ..his mind racing every direction at once the chip inside his head activating and streaming his thoughts *
: *turns around, watching the cup careful to not spill anything, her other hand has a glass of lemonade... she loves the stuff. Her eyes do have to flicker up, however, to see where she's going and that's when she see's Lungret. She stops dead and drops both cups. They shatter in a mix of glass and liquid all around her feet*
: *glimpses over her as she turns- in nothing but the sheet, the sex appeal is undeniable. Then she turns around. Rationally enough, he looks down as the shards fly, and then quickly back up. To stay true to his irrational roots, however, he still retains his silence and lack of expression*
: *just stares with very wide green eyes, which are missing the usual black lining. Oh, she sure had things to say to him when and if he ever showed up, but here he is and absolutely nothing will come out*
: *he folds his arms over his chest, downcasting his eyes again once he realizes she's not about to speak before he does, casting his eyes off to the side, at nothing in particular. His mouth opens, and lingers, just like that, for a long moment before he decides on just what to say* ..... *he realizes that he actually looks rather insecure at the moment, and attempts to void out any emotion once more, glancing up at her again* ..Did you cut yourself?
: *wishes she just looked insecure. She looks like a scared rabbit as she shakes her head, then waits what probably seems like an eternity before finally spitting out an* I... I don't know.
: ((*peeks in*))
: *he nods repetitively, biting at his bottom lip. After a moment, he forces a smile and speaks again* Is that your choice clothing now, Saige?
: *Reverts to sarcasm as it's always a reliable defense* Yeah. Do you like it?
: ((*giggles*))
: *No clicking of her heels against the marble floor today. She wears a tight vest, zipped completely shut, loose bondage pants, and a pair of black sneakers. Though the ringing on the sterling silver bell on her black cat collar is still heard.*
: *he pushes off of the wall, stepping forwards, directly on top of the shattered glasses. His hands drop from his chest and lightly grasp either side of her waist. He leans down to kiss her, but only completes the motion halfway, bobbing his head down to put his lips just in front of hers, then pulling back the tiniest bit- fair warning for her of what he intends to do*
: *turns her head away, glaring down at the broken glass* Can you get me a broom, please?
: *she sits at the bar, slumped over it, clearly asleep. Soft blond hair, nearly white, dark skin firm and gleaming over hard muscle. Worn white shirt, dingy jeans, boots. Oblivious to the conversations around her, but probably would wake up if anyone approached the bar itself*
: *any bells ringing in the distance, along with those lurking Primogen, get dutifully put out of mind, if noticed at all. his attention is greatly, not fully but greatly still, occupied by Saige*
: Hmm... *Licks her rose-colored lips and makes her way to the bar.*
: *not to be fully denied, he quickly pecks at her jawline once before standing upright again* I've always known you to be an independant person, Saige. Get it yourself.
: *hand snaps out to the sword at her back and her eyes fly open as Talia nears; she doesn't move otherwise, snapping her mint green gaze at the woman. She appraises immediately and briefly. A scowl visible only by the crease in her brow and the narrowing of her eyes, as mouth is tucked inside an elbow*
: Fine *is also not one to be take hostage. Since there's no possible way she could push him of of her way, she steps around him. Her eyes twitch as the broken glass and porcelain dig into her bare feet*
: *Blinks and arches a brow at Tenkai. Talia can forget hitting on her...makes her way to a stool far from Tenkai's.*
: *his hands on her hips hold her in places momentarily, while he flashes a look- one of those looks that let her know he stills cares, that he's missed her, and that he's sorry he left all rolled into one. She of all people should understand that it's a large gesture, even if he's still too stubborn for those thoughts in words. ...His fingers loosen, trailing down her hips as his arms fall freely to his sides*
: *she sighs. Gut reaction pushed another one away. Dammit. She restrains a mournful groan and curls back into her arms, whimpering slightly. Gonna be alone again. Figures. She wonders what the hell is wrong with her that everyone goes away*
: *Empathy kicks in and reassures her enough that she goes for a second attempt. She slips off the stool and walks towards Tenkai. Reaches out to cup a hand over her shoulder.* You okay?
: *she restrains from flinching again at the touch; her instinct to kill, to hurt, to battle. She nods a little into her hand. Voice is airy and soft* I guess so. Just didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.
: *Retracts her hand to her side.* It's okay, I don't blame you. *Offers a warm smile.*
: *and she has the nicest ways of showing she cares... He takes a quick look around the kitchen, then fulfilling both of her requests- moving out of her way to grab a broom and dustpan from one far corner*
: *slips his dress pants on and reachs over for his cain ... makes his way out of his room into the hallway and toward the stairs the cain barely making a sound on the cold marble floor*
: *she turns to spy the woman, giving her a once over with a bright, gleaming mint green eye; just one, the other hidden within the crook of her arm still; white hair a shock against dark skin* You don't?
: *guess's she needed more time then he thought but anyway he needs something to drink and even if he has trouble making the tea himself ... he's still gonna do ift for all he knows she left *
: No, there's some pretty freaky shit around here. *Doesn't really care to not put it bluntly. Flushes slightly at being looked over.*
: I've got it. *voice low, as if caught in his throat. He drops the pan onto the floor with a small clatter once returned, sweeping glass and a good bit of liquid into it, as much as he can reach with her standing there*
: Suppose so. Not as nasty as some places, but bad enough. *she rights herself; revealing a small body but proportioned well and rounded with gentle, girlish curves. Face is fine and well-boned. She extends a hand* Tankai Moonshine. Nice to meet you.
: *retrieves the dustpan from the floor, careful not to spill any of the liquids. He steps over to the door of the kitchen that leads outside, dumping the pan's contents. ..The broom and dustpan go back in place, and he takes up a mop from nearby* You should be more careful.
: Talia Amerson, likewise. *Shakes her hand gingerly then takes a seat beside her.* That's an interesting name, Moonshine...
: *grins wickedly* Not as nice as it seems. I like to drink you see ... and I was banned from alcohol when I was seventeen. So I made my own. Hence the name. *laughs lightly, voice ever-soft8
: (*)
: Maybe you'll eventually learn to listen. *he swings the mop over the remaining wet areas, drying the floor. He then returns the mop, and finds a leaning post against a counter, next to Saige*
: *Rolls her eyes lightly, bearly noticable. Never cared for alcohol.*
: I did for a little bit. *finally lowers her foot* But then everyone I listened to happed to lie to me.
: *she caught that look; much that doesn't get noticed around her. She glances at the watered whiskey glass she pushed away and decides not to finish it off, despite her hunger for it* So you come here a lot I guess?
: *he glances down, looking over her feet, with little luck in finding any visible marks, from above* And so we end up with glass in our feet and brooms in our hands.
: Why do you say that? *Tilts her head slightly in curiousity.*
: *is standing on two very sore and bleeding feet* Last I checked, I was the only one cut up.
: You don't want me to get sentimental, Saige. *he cracks a half of a smile, but it quickly fades* Invisible wounds.
: Just a question. I figure you might. You look like the type. *she bites her lip and considers what else to say; not much of a conversationalist*
: What kind of type is that? *Not harsh at all, simply asking.*
: *raises her hand to her forhead and the sheet slips a little, but she doesn't seem to notice. She looks annoyed and disgusted* Bullshit... always all of this bullshit. *she's got her bearings now as the beginning of all the things she's been waiting to say to him starts to come out* What did I ever do to you? Huh? What terrible wrong have I done that you have to fuck with my head?
: *shrugs* You project the aura of everyone else around here. High class, upscale, snotty to a point, judgemental and disapproving. You're kind, but that's about the only difference I can see. *not said harshly either; she asked, Ten answered. That simple*
: *Laughs lightly.* I've never thought myself to be any of those things.
: *forces air through his nose. The near-silent snort his best reply at the moment. ....He ducks out the door, returning a moment later with his trench* It's better than a sheet... *he tosses it onto the counter next to her*
: I have my own *turns her back to him and walks out of the kitchen, leaving little bloody footprints. She hears the tapping before she actually sees Randal* Shit, the tea...
: *abruptly follows her out of the kitchen, grabbing her by the arm before she goes too far. Anybody else in the parlor goes totally unnoticed at the current time* ..I never meant to.
: I'm sorry, but that's how I precieve you, I guess. You look too good to be anything else. Sorry, doll, but most of the type of people that come here wouldn't second glance at me.
: I wear what I like to be in, it's no more than that. As for you, you're goregous, I'd glance at you all day.
: *Notices... she notices that she's standing in the middle of the room wearing only a sheet and she notices that Randal is right there. She's not sure what exactly he is to her yet, but she does know that she is pissed off at Lungret* Well, you did... repeatedly and I'm naked, Lungret... can we talk about this after I put some clothes on?
: *quickly turns, angry expression in tow, to see who had been in the kitchen without him knowing. He doesn't let go of Saige's arm until he sees that it's Elisa, which also prompts him to turn back around, as if he's afraid she'll see his face and recognize him, as though the fact that she was observing his entire conversation doesn't register in that moment*
: Yes! *he spits the word quickly, almost starting up the stairs before thinking to push her ahead of him*
: Oh? *she blushes brightly, but her tone and eyes are flirtatious* Not too bad yourself, Talia. Nice pants. Might have to steal them.
: *shoves him away from her* stop it. Fucking psycho. Nobody invited you anyway. *has to control herself from running up the stairs. She would if it weren't so evident that Lungret was just itching to get out of the room in a hurry... so of course she takes her sweet time*
: You don't want to talk to me until you're dressed. I want to talk. I want to work this out, so I want you to go get dressed. ...Please. *really would've liked to avoid making a scene, but it seems a little late now*
: *positively glows red beneath that nice tan she's aquired, and tilts her head* Oh, really? Now that would be an oh-so-pleasant surprise*
: Yes, it would. *Her voice trails soft, becoming so much more seductive. The little shimmer in her gold eyes and her bright smile just makes her all the more radiant.*
: *strolls slowly up the stairs, down the hall and opens the door to Randal's without knocking. She leaves the door open on accident... or was it?... and walks over to Randal, leaning down to give him a lingering kiss* I had your tea, then I dropped it. I'll get you more, but I need to get dressed first.
: *she chuckles blithely, and reaches out, curling a lock of that lovely hair briefly in her fingers, before detaching it* Now that's a proposition if I ever heard one. But I'm not so quick to give in to strangers.
: Nor am I, so take all the time you need. *Brushes her fingertips along that hand.*
: *lets the sheet drop as she picks up her jeans from the floor* Randal... You slept all day.
: *he follows her up, a few steps behind. He's growing frustrated- he's shown so much more emotion than he ever would have allowed himself to before, and it pisses him off. His fists ball. He takes another step, and then he's pulled back, and kissed. He struggles against it for the shortest of moments, but never fully gives in. He just stands there and let's Elisa have her way inside his mouth*
: *slips easily into the well fitting jeans. She doesn't usually wear them, but they looked good last night. She takes a second to trail her fingertips over the scar on her stomach* Can I borrow a shirt? I don't want to wear that corset.
: *he's still angry, though, and his entire body shows it. Eyes remaining open throughout the kiss, and just staring at her afterwards. Muscles strain, nearly shaking, from the tension. Somewhere in his mind he's trying to place it all. By logic, he should be all the more pleased for this, yet he's still so damn angry...*
: *laughs lightly, shaking her head, not pulling from the caress of her fingers* Just so you know, even if something does happen, I'll tell you now: one night only. I won't be here again.
: That's rather disappointing... *Gives a soft, horribly cute pout.*
: *he just stands there, fuming, watching her walk away... Waiting*
: *finds the t-shirt and pulls a gray one on over her head. Lungret can wait a moment. Poor Randal deserves better than to just be blown off. She climbs onto the bed and curls up next to Randal and uses the line he was supposed to use on her* Something came up that I need to take care of.
: You can always find me in Baltimore, that's my haunt, if you're ever up for a visit or a journey. *she leans down, kissing those fingers lightly*
: I'll definitely go out of my way for Baltimore then. *Flushes lightly at the kiss.*
: /10d5
: I don't know if I'll be back tonight. I've already been a bad enough mother.
: *another soft laugh; everything about her is soft and restrained; but lurking beneath that surface is the vicious killer. Ah, well. She kisses the fingers again and detaches herself from them* It's not a bad city in itself, really. A bit dense, but nice.
: /d10 5
: I come and go all over America, I'm sure I can drop by there.
: Just ... be careful where you stay. Remind me later and I'll make sure you've got the address to my haunt. We've got rooms there. Anywhere else is ... unsafe. *she smiles slightly; secretively* But It's only regular once a month. I do a lot of travelling myself.
: *Eyes her curiously.* All right then.
: *leans down and kisses his forehead, then his lips* I'll be back soon.... for my jacket. (peace out, kiddo.)
: So, if you don't drink, please don't tell me you're one of those women who only drinks water; abhoring any chemical in her body besides water. Caffeen be cursed, and all that jazz.
: /10 dice 5
: *stands up off the bed and walks out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. Then makes her way down the stairs. Her feet healed now, mostly at least, so she still doesn't make any noise as she walks barefoot across the parlor*
: *Shrugs.* Mainly water, but I'll drink just about anything else as long as it isn't alcoholic.
: *little bit a frown* You a healthnut?
: Something like that.
: Look at me! *she motions to her self emphatically. Perfectly toned body, flawless skin, beautiful hair, nails, eyes* I eat like a pig and drink like a whore, and I'm fit as a stake in a vampire's heart. Come on! Live a little! Nacho cheese and jalepeno peppers! *said all good naturedly, smiling, flirting*
: You do things your way, and I'll do things mine. *Smiles politely.*
: *slowly, the red haze that was building in his mind dissipates, and he starts to think clearer. His muscles relax, his fingers unroll, and he turns to look over the newly dressed Saige*
: Bah. Do you at least dance? Swim? Bungy jump?
: I dance and swim. *Nods softly.*
: *is ready, in very strage attire from her usual, but at least it's not a sheet. She locks eyes with him as she walks by him, and now Ailsa as well* I'm going outside. *shoots perhaps the most hateful look she's ever given to anyone to Ailsa*
: *turns, just enough to give Ailsa the once over* I'm busy. *no sense trying to be friendly about it, and so he walks away. He follows Saige for the most part, but then diverts himself, stopping at Elisa*
: *turns to Ailsa, just long enough to give her the once over* I'm busy. *he follows after Saige, no diversion*
: Then let's go. Outside, for a swim. Now. *she stands, and takes Talia's hand; every inch impulsive creature, she leads them to the balcony and down the stairs there to the garden, avoiding the others*
: *walks out the door, then slams it behind her so that Lungret has to open it again. It may be childish, but it gives her enough satisfaction so that it's worth doing*
: *Dragged off unwantingly, gives a tired groan as she walks off with her suddenly. Her bell chimes as she walks.*
: *he promptly kicks the door open, breaking the area on the frame near the locking echanism. He stops just outside the door* Are you ready to talk yet?
: *stands on the ground, her arms crossed over her chest* Oh, I'm ready. In fact, I've been ready to talk to you for months. Since you talked me into leaving Cade for you? Remember that? When you promised me that you'd be here... again. I've been here where you left me, ready to talk to you.
: *they scoot off to do things*
: *he crouches down comfortably, staring off at the trees lining the distance* Then speak.
: (is very sick of changing icons) *hadn't really expected that. She'd been ready for some lame excuse to fuel her fury, but since it didn't come, her voice slips a little. From anger to just plain hurt* You lied to me.
: ((Well, if your girl didn't move around so damn much...)) *with what happened, with Elisa, he had almost come to not care anymore about Saige's bitching. But now she pulls this. No smartassed comments to piss him off, but actual emotion... His head bows* I don't... I can't explain. *a deep, forced inhale* I explained why I had to go the first time. It's the same here. Business. *he raises his head to look over at her* ...That's all I've got. Your turn again.
: It's not good enough. Not anymore. I have other things to think about. *pauses and chews on her lip, thinking of how to phrase it...* You will never be the center of my life again.
: *he had wanted to just walk away, but he chose to try and reconcile the situation. He had tried compassion, and it failed- and on top of that, Saige didn't even seem to care anymore. Now that stung* ...Alright... *he stands slowly, turning to face into the tavern, to face Elisa* Just paying lip service to your family anyways.
: *obviously, he's not aware how much it takes for a nasty little thing to trust anyone at all, then for them to just disappear* Excuse me? My family?
: *speaking over a shoulder, not looking back* Yeah. LeBeau asked that I at least have the decency to break it off with you before I move on. *it's mostly bullshit, and his face would show it, so he refuses to look at her while he says it. He just forces his chin up, his back straight, and let his normal, confidant strides take him into the parlor once more*
: *just shakes her head and blows the hair out of her eyes* Walk away. It's your style. Just how you are. I just wish I'd learned that a long time ago. *she's done calling after him. The bastard may get to her worse than anyone on the planet, but she does have at least a bit of her dignity*
: *her words bounce right off. He's done talking to her tonight. ...He's pissed her off nicely. That's the type of thing he'd normally value. He should be smiling- ...should be*
: *goes to look at her watch, but of course she left it in Randal's room, along with her boots and just about everything else. Oh well. She knows it's at least 24 hours from when she was supposed to pick up her son. Wouldn't want him with Lil for too long or he might turn out like his mother* (gotta go to bed. I can't believe I'm actually still typing.)
: *walks right past Ailsa, even going so far as to ignore her presence, if she says anything. He's not about to be starting conversations with strangers, when more pressing matters are at hand. ...He takes a seat opposite Elisa, forcing a heavy sigh from his chest*
: I think we need to discuss some things, Miss Braddock...
: *he nods, idly biting at his lower lip again as he stands once more* Yes... Yes I would. *a small smile comes to play across his lips, and he motions with one arm for her to lead the way*
: *he follows her into her suite, closing the door securely*
: ((*le gone*))
: /5 dice 10
: *he circles the lake, hands folded behind his back .. mind turning over his most current situation - eyes narrowed as he contemplates*..
: *he drags heavily, his eyes catch everything .. near-silence surrounds the abnormally large man as he continues to pace*..
: *passes into the Penumbra, pacing .. waiting...*
: *gone..*
: *wakes in his room his pants still on from the last evening he's slept more then he's ever slept in his life ... his body yearning for food his mouth dry needing something to drink *
: *he rolls to his feet .. finding his glasses and placing them over the dull white orbs that are his eyes ...his rifght hand reaching out and finding his cain he steps toward the door not caring about his shoes or a shirt *
: *slumps down like a rag doll on the couch, throwing her arm over her eyes*
: *opens the room door and starts toward the stairs .. his cain tracing the floor gently *
: *her accute hearing picks up the cain easily since it's pretty much silent*
: *comes down the stairs slowly ..as he reachs the bottom he turns and starts toward the stairs *
: ((kitchen dammit ))
: *still with her arm over her eyes* Can I get you that tea, now?
: *doesn't start knew she was there ... caught her sweet scent as soon as he reachs the bottom of the stairs * You wont always be around to get it for me I suppose I better learn for myself ... You sound tired *his voice carring genuine concern* you alright
: Yeah. I just didn't get much sleep the baby cried all night and most of the day. *sits up, takes a break, then stands* let me keep you company, then.
: I'd enjoy that ... *walks slowly to the kitchen and opens the door holding it open for her as well ..waits for her to get close *
: *trudges on over, her booted feet scuffing the floor. Her hair is pulled back into a short, half-assed ponytail*
: *soon as she gets close enough he extends his left arm in the door way blocking her passage ... the geusture is simply to get her attention *
: *due to her exuastion, she doesn't have much of a sense of humor.* What are you doing?
: *his hand lkeaves the door jam and moves to caress her cheek * I wanted to ask you something ...
: *the warmth from his exposed upperbody radiating out and is easily felt by her *
: Is it life-altering, or are you just going to ask me how to spell a word? I'm not sure my brain can handle either, but shoot.
: Is it life-altering, or are you just going to ask me how to spell a word? I'm not sure my brain can handle either, but shoot.
: *is pretty warm herself, which may or may not surprise him. She has a pulse and body heat... and also tends to get a touch of a fever when she's tired*
: Well its not drastic life altering ...but .....Maybe I should wait till later ... *leans down kissing her lips softly* share a cup of tea with me? its rather relaxing ..and if that doesn't work *his hand trails down her neck to her shoulder and slowly starts to massage the muscles along her neck and shoulder *
: Yeah, I like tea. *closes her eyes, really really needing a massage* don't make me go to sleep right here and you can't say you have something to tell me, then say never mind.
: *stops massaging for the momment * well maybe after the tea i can give you a massage for real ... I'd like to know *takes a deep breath * I know you've been hurt and had bad luck in the past with men ... but I was wondering if you'd take a chance with me?
: I can't believe I'm actually asked *says softly*
: Depends on how good of a massage you give me *opens her eyes and smiles a little. Though her words aren't very serious, her tone suggests that she is*
: *smiles as he hears her answer .. and a thought dawns on him that he is seeing a side of her he thought would take forever ..her guard seems more down thyen ever and he knows it's beacuse of her exhaustion * well i'll be expecting a yes shortly ... *his hand trails down her arm to take hold of hers as he leads her on into the kitchen the door closing behind them *
: *looks around for any lingerng shards of glass that he may cut himself on... or her too for that matter, but it all looks clear. So, she pushes herself up onto the top of the island and watches him* If you need help, let me know
: Oh I need help alright but you seem a little to tired *chuckles slightly* *finds the tea pot ontop of the stove and oddlyenough its full raises it to his nose and checks to make sure its water once he's satisfied he puts the pot on the stove agian and turns it on *
: *watches him very closely, especially when it comes to the turning on the stove part* well... you're not good to me all burned up. I'm definately far too tired to take you to the hospital.
: *takes a step over to the pantry and starts to feel around for tea bags soon as he finds them he takes two out and then uses his sense of smell to find the honey .. steps back over to the stove ... that wasn't what he meant but lets it slide cause she's tired *
: *is using all of her energy to stay awake so that he doesn't have to try to carry her up the stairs... assuming that he wouldn't just be a prick and leave her in the kitchen, of course* See... making tea like a pro.
: *as the water come to a boil he find to glasses places the tea bag in them then adds a little honey to each and then pours the cups full ...he then turns the stove off and sets the pot back down *
: *swings her legs from the countertop* You've been a terrible lawyer this week, you know.
: Oh?... 8hands her a cup of tea * hows that? *raises the tea to his lips and takes a drink the liquid hot but he doesn't seem to care ..really needed it *
: *takes a sip, much slower than he does, then rests the cup on her lap, craddling it between her palms* When was the last time you got dressed? I'm a terrible influence on you. You're going to get fired at this rate.
: *chuckles* Not at all if your recall ... I got told to take one or Two weeks off .. i believe the words were You earned it
: Oh *duh* Liz... right * a short laugh* I don't ever listen to much of anything she says
: *chuckles* no worries ... *walks over to her and moves between her legs his right hand laying the cain agianst the island and then taking her cup and moving the cup to the side sio it doesn't get spilled on either of them * and besides in thought you liked seeing me like this ...
: I do... *leans forward to gently brush her cheek against his* But I wouldn't want you to get fired. I'm a single mother, you know... one that makes a living in the arts no less. No way I could afford to hire you for myself.
: Mmmm I doubt I'll get fired besides I have money put up and I use the stock market *smiles as his arms reach down and rest on her hips * and besides I'm sure we could come to some arrangement .. 8kisses her cheek* a trade of services perhaps *chuckles softly *
: I always wanted to be the whore of a rich business man *rests her head on his shoulder* You still smell terrible
: actually The beautiful girl friend is what I'd call it .. if you say so *doesn't smell would have noticed if he did *
: *knows... is just being rotten* Call it whatever you will. *laughs a little* I called my brother crying, and the baby was crying and he felt so bad for me that he came over and kicked me out of my house before I had a mental breakdown.
: *leaps from the shadows, kicks Randal's ass real quick, humps Saige, and makes for the door!*
: ((hello, Sunshine.... I saw that))
: *his hands rise up her back slowly and firmly feeling each muscle caressing each muscle before they stop at her shoulders *
: ((*lurks, moderates when it's needed, that type of stuff...* 'Sup, dollyface?))
: wow I get to makes the decision .. *smiles *
: (just sittin', lookin' pretty) Yeah, you do. You'd be amazed what you'd get away with right now.
: ((Mc-"ali"-ster... Close enough for me. *having an affair with the undo button*))
: Really ... well what you say i take you upstairs and give you that massage?
: Hah. Only if you beg.
: I'm making the decisions remember *grins*
: *starts to massage her shoulders his grip firm but soft *
: *nudges him so he'll move since he'd have to for her to get down* I didn't know ideas that great could come from a man.
: *grins* really .. *backs away and lets her get down *
: yeah. Aside from Zak kicking me out of my house, that's the best idea I've heard come from something with a dick *bless the crude bluntness that makes her the precious little gem she is. She hops down, taking her tea with her.* let's go
: ((Night, my loyal worshippers.))
: (peace out, oh great evil ruler of the world)
: ((Oh, go on... I try. *poof*))
: *sashay's out of the room, politely holding the door for him of course* Yes... I do have to say that you look much better only half dressed.
: *doesn't go on without him. She slips her hand in his* Yeah. I'm pretty hard to please.
: *assuming his door isn't locked, she opens it and heads in. She does the classic kicking off boots and peeling off clothes all while making the few short trips to the bed* Alright. Come convince me you're worth my time
: *walks in and closes the door behind him he moves to the bed and straddles her just below the hips * I thought the other night might have done that .. 8chuckles* but I can try agian ... *his hands start to traces every inch of her body above the waist massaging gently but firmly leaving no muscle untouched *
: *falls asleep, a little sooner than she'd like... possibly to wake up in the middle of the night to take advantage of him in his sleep... never know*
: *gone*
: ((*Test*))
: ((*peeks*))
: ((*yawns and lurks*))
: *Makes her way towards the bar area, with her heels clicking against the marble floor. She wears a rather silky looking black long-sleeved dress with a laced back instead of her normal black leather suit, though she still wears her little black cat collar with the sterling silver bell that chimes as she moves.*
: *Her golden eyes look over Alex; white hair, got to love that. Her rose-colored lips curve a bit into a smile before she gathers up herself a bottle of water and sits on a barstool.*
: *Gives a little playful wave, wiggling her fingers that bare black nails upon feeling his eyes upon her.*
: Evenin'... *Smiles a bit.* Can't say I've seen you before.
: *Nods in understanding.* I just came here not too long ago.
: New York City...Virginia before that...and Connecticut before that. *Shrugs.* I bounce around a lot.
: *Shudders a bit, not liking too many of the memories there.* Way too many people for my comfort.
: Yeah, that was pretty nice. *Runs her fingers through her long raven black hair absently.*
: *Gingerly shakes his hand.* I'm Talia, it's nice to meet you.
: So what brings you here, Alex? *Unscrews the top off the bottle and sips.*
: Not staying here long then?
: Indeed, quite a flip from the five star hotel I was in while in New York.
: Not sure if pleasant is the right word.
: Just Talia, please...and I'm not sure if I would put words to this place.
: *Ponders for a moment.* A week? Haven't really bothered to keep track.
: Nothing you need to worry about.
: Curiousity killed the kitty.
: Says you.
: Inquisitiveness killed the Alex, happy? *Rolls her eyes.*
: Tata. *Waves a bit and shrugs.*
: *Yawns softly and down the rest of her bottle of water.*
: ((-s*))
: *Gold eyes look around for anyone of interest, wondering if she should just go to bed.*
: *yawns again and leaves.*
: (*Pokes his head in.*))
: * Walks in, smoking an authentic Cuban cigar. Mutters to himself that it's the only thing Cubans are good for.*
: * Looks around and shakes his head as he mutters.* Empty, as usual.
: * Walks over to and behind the bar. Kneels down and first grabs a bottle of Vermouth and then a crystal goblet.*
: * Is 6'2" and looks like he does in the pic, except for he's wearing black leather gloves and replace the pipe with earlier mentioned cigar.*
: * Stands and pours himself some Vermouth. Looks at Lillie.* Hey shortcake.
: * Puts the bottle on the bar top and swirls the vermouth in the goblet before taking a sip. Looks at Lillie.* Vermouth and a Cuban cigar.
: * The liqour smells sweet, yet dark and potent.* Very good.
: Maybe, maybe not. Most likely not though.
: *takes another swig and finishes the bottle in 2 gulps* tiss some good stuff vodka is.
: * Whispers to Lillie.* I will take advantage of you if you take advantage of me while I am drunk.
: am i a gentleman? no why should i be? * turns his bronze colored skin to lillie
: (( err bronze colored face to lillie*))
: *steps into the parlor a bag drops at her side she removes her sun glasses and shakes her blonde curlie hair out*
: * Laughs and takes a sip of the Vermouth. Looks at Chloe.*
: Hello love.
: * Takes a deep drag off his cigar.*
: well well i guess every one knows each other here * scans over the 3 faces then turns to hunter and extends a welcomeing hand* hi
: *laughs and hugs lillie tight she blows a kiss to Hunter smiling*Well Hello to you to sis*makes her way to hunter and presses her form into his kissing him hard and deep*Hello Darling
: * Looks at Arkos and takes the hand. Shakes it.* Hello.
: (( err welcoming))
: * Returns Chloe kiss.*
: * reaches over the table for a bottle of rum this time*
: *smiles and looks at the two*so have you two been behaving*nods to the other man there*
: Good because if you had I would wounder what was up
: * Looks at the jukebox and it suddenly turns on. It starts to play " Lost In The Shadows".*
: Define behaving.
: *tilts her head looking at hunter*are you mad at me?
: Well have you taken another girl to your bed?
: * Looks at Chloe.* Why would I be mad at you love?
: I've been "behaving", by your definition of behaving.
: Because I just kinda left. I mean you kept talking Alisa I just needed to clear my mind
: * stands up and moves over to a booth by a window pulling his trench coat around him as he sits down*
: *kisses him*that is all I care about Love that you are still with me
: It's alright that you left to clear your mind love. You know I tend to do the same thing.
: * Returns the kiss.*
: *nips at his neck running her tounge up it*I just came back let you know I am here I am going go take a shower and wait foryou in bed*purrs softly*You and my sister have fun
: (sorry guys spent 12 hours in a car and i am tired as hell)
: *winks at lillie and grabs her bag heading to her and hunters room*
: ((It's all cool))
: * Purrs softly.* Alright love.
: Enjoy the shower.
: * Walks over to the jukebox and kicks it softly. The song changes to Bark At The Moon by Ozzy.*
: *he looks up at her his deep green eyes glance into hers* hello
: *his voice deep with a tinge of russian accent*
: (err not russian i mean southern)
: i dought it, if i dont rember you then i bet you wont rember me
: * Just smokes on his cigar and sips his vermouth while looking at Arkos.*
: * Kicks the jukebox and it plays Rage Against The Machine's Calm Like A Bomb.*
: *raises up an eye brow as he looks over to hunter then shrugs* i guess
: * Rips the horizontal stripe off his shirt.*
: Lillie, you are the only person that I know that can fall asleep while listening to Rage.
: But because this is you. * Kicks the machine. It plays Green Iron Fist by Full Metal Jacket.*
: i like to wander from place to place , no real home i guess i rember this place somehow though so i came here * looks over to hunter* you look so restless
: * Looks at Arkos.* I'm always restless.
: as am i
: * Swats the bottle away with the hand holding the cigar.* I am.
: Just that I learned that this machine has the tendency to keep playing the same song over and over unless you pick a new song.
: Nah, I like these old types. They are built to last wars basicly.
: * Kicks it again and it starts to play Saturday Night by the Misfits.*
: That and this is the only one that I can get to play the songs I like just by kicking it.
: *lets out a little chuckle at hunters last comment*
: heh get tired of my shoulder?
: Nah, she's just a man eatter. When she gets bored with you she just moves onto another guy.
: * Swats the machine and it plays Dragula.*
: * Looks at Lillie.* I don't now, do I? I remember when we used to go "hunting" for " freshmeat".
: ahhh i see now *sends lillie a little smile befor he takes a gulp from the rum*
: * Head bangs.*
: * as the words meat leave hunters mouth , arkos feels his stomach growl* hay is there anywhere i can get some food?
: yes well i dont sleep with anyone anymore so i wouldent have anything to be bitter about if you dident sleep with me
: Go towards the bar, and behind the bar area is the kitchen.
: Hunter only cooks for eather himself, Chloe, friends of his, or when he's getting paid.
: *pushes his chair back and stands up , his giant frame streaches for the sky then heads over to the kitchen* i prefere my own cooking
: * Nods to Arkos and looks at Lillie.* And you didn't ask me to cook for you, you more or less implied that I would cook for him.
: ((brb))
: *heads into the kitchen and loooks into the frigde for any meat, he rumages around for some big hearty steaks and carries 2 over to the sink , and invokes the gift <kiss of helios> and then uses <dragons breath> to cook them quickly*
: ((Back))
: Well, forgive me for misinterpriting it then.
: * after cooking them quickly he carries them out on a plate and back over to his seat* im fucking hungry glad you mentiond food hunter
: * Looks at Arkos.* Don't mention it.
: * opens his mouth wide and slides half of a steak into his mouth, and begins to chew*
: Appearntly he can. I mean, he has the large mouth in order for him to handle his meat properly.
: *swallows* are you two implying something? *then tosses the other half into his maw*
: nope
: *swallows* ok i see, mmmm got to love meat *takes the second one and bites it in half just like the first*
: * Snickers.*
: I don't, I am more of a vegitarian myself. I like bushy things.
: *hands out the other half of the bitten meat to lillie and gulps* want some then?
: *looks over to hunter* what about fish?
: *shrugs at lillie and quickly eats the other half*
: *gives lillie a smile* yea i think ill go get some sleep, hay hunter where can i get a room? or how expencive are they here?
: *shakes his head a little as he wakes ..his mind trying to clear and focus his body tense and uncomfortable his elbow tight and hard to bend without discomfort showing*
: *just waking up from a nap herself, she's in the room right next to his brushing her teeth*
: *makes his way to the bathroom and turns the water for the shower on *
: *keeps an eye on the bed, the baby thankfully still asleep. Hopefully he'll stay that way until she drops him off at her brothers. She leans over and spits into the sink, then pulls her boots on... then very very carefully, she picks the baby up*
: * a few new black and blue marks cross his scar covered upperbody as he steps into the shower his head leaning forward under the hot water ..*
: *reachs for the soap and slowly starts to waken fully as he begins to lather up *
: *slips quietly out of the room, down the stairs, and out the door only to return a few moments later alone. She waits patiently in the parlor, figuring his door is locked as usual*
: *yawns one last time before he rinses off and turns the water off ... reachs over for a towel and drys himself off then steps out of the shower and makes his way over to his closet where he selects his clothing the usual buisness suit ..except he only puts the pants, socks, t-shirt, shoes and belt on *
: *grabs his cain in his right hand then his shades and places them on before he opens his door and steps out into the hall *
: *sits at the bar, sipping a very strong, but sweet smelling tea*
: *speak with the cup resting against her lips* Took you long enough.
: mmm *nods* I will be soon *sets the cup on the bar and leans forward just slightly to kiss him softly, the taste of the tea strong on her lips* It's bittersweet. It's supposed to cleanse the blood and help with irritability
: *Doesn't resist either... the stuff must work. Her hands slip up under his arms to rest on his sides. Her foot hooks around the cain and kicks it away while he's distracted*
: (somehow undid that)
: *thin shoulders rise and fall in a faint shrug* Can't blame a girl for trying to get you at her mercy.
: (pops this in where it was -supposed to be!) *Doesn't resist either... the stuff must work. Her hands slip up under his arms to rest on his sides. Her foot hooks around the cain and kicks it away while he's distracted*
: *blantantly confesses* I just wanted to see what your reaction would be.
: Well.. *unwraps her legs from around him and wiggles down from the stool, though her body is stll very firmly pressed against his* I'm going upstairs and I'm getting into your bed. You can decide what you're going to offer.
: *holding numerous skulls in one hand, he unlocks the door to his warehouse with the other .. tucking the key away into a Umbra vest pocket, he turns the handle and pushes the door open - steps inside*..
: *again he approaches the chest at the foot of his bed, opening it to pull out three large, steel railroad-like spikes .. finding a suitable place on one of the walls, he nails them all into place with a fist*..
: *the entire place is dark, empty, and utterly silent without the clatter he creates .. very little of Luna's light peers through the open door - his wolven-like eyes managing just fine through the lack of vision*..
: *the giant of a man steps over to the chest again, closing it tight .. body bloodied but unharmed, the Hive will eventually go down - he steps back out into the open forest, closing and locking the door behind him*..
: *undead blood dried on his steely flesh and attire .. he glances around the vast forest, peering through trees and debris .. his vision constantly splitting between reality of the world of spirts - he turns and walks off - there are Dancers that need to die*..
: *gone*..
: *does the usual and travels into the parlor alone*
Awake sit's upon the wall looking the place over with unloving eye's
Awake considers entering the tavern though she is unsure
: * Walks in, looking around.*
: * Pulls out a cigarette and his zippo. Lights the cig and makes he way towards the bar.*
: *lays upstairs in Randal's bed, looking up at the ceiling fan. She's wide awake and has been for quite some time*
: *lays in the bed beside Saige his arm stretched out under he lays beside her turned slightly toward her his eyes closed as he himself is still asleep*
: *almost unconciously runs a finger along the scar that runs vertically along her stomach. Not an average c-section scar, but what needed to be done. Otherwise, her skin is totally flawless and she hates that this won't heal. What does it mean? Why won't it? She always did have trouble thinking too much to sleep. She shifts a bit to press even more against him, turning to drape her arm over his shoulder*
: mmmmm... *stirs a little as she moves but doesn't seem to wake his breathing slow and regular his other arm unconciously reachs over and draws her in closer to him ..his scar covered upper body hard and firm *
: *leans in hard enough to push him onto his back. Placing a hand on his chest, then her chin on his hand, she watches him silently*
: *gets rolled over onto his back his voice soft * oooh agian.. *is still asleep normally would have already been up but is strangely comfortable with her more comfortable than anyone else so he actually allows himself to sleep soundly *
: *her voice is soft, slightly rough and scratchy from sleep, then not being used for the hours she was awake* Maybe later. *removes her hand to kiss his chest, then turns her head to rest her head there* I need to recover
: *stirs for the first time showing sign s of actual waking as he craddles her toward him * How long you been up ..
: oh, not long *is a terribly liar, but she's not really trying to convince him*
: Been thinking agian? *the arm that was stretched out under her is now curled up on her back runs down her side his palm open as it traces her body *
: I'm always thinking. When I stop, I get into trouble *her eyes slowly close, his touch relaxing her, but not enough to put her to sleep*
: *lets out a soft chuckle* really? .. is that what you call it now ? I knew everytime you got around me you got in trouble
: Well, I'd probably be in trouble anyway, but you surely help push things along.
: Well I'm not the one pushing all the time *chuckles* give yourself some credit too
: *runs her hands up and down his sides* You give me enough for both of us *suddenly remembers that he was covered in bruises right where she's laying on him and promptly sits up, straddling his stomach* Shit, I forgot. I'm sorry, did I hurt you? Why didn't you say anything?
: hey hey hey *says softly* relax doll *a hand rises slowly to caress her cheek softly * its alright its alright .. *his other hand reaching over to flip on the light beside the bed * see *says softly * its alright *motions toward his rib area where there seems to be no trace of the bruises at all not exactly natural healing rate *
: *squinting as the light kills her eyes. her arm lashes out to shut it back off. Her eyes then widen to the size of saucers. She clumsily hops off of him, legs tangled in the sheets, but she doesn't fall. She steps backwards away from the bed* You asshole. You lied to me.
: Huh ? what the hell are you talking about ? *sits up *
: *hooks her jeans with her foot and flings them up into her hand. She's speaking as she semi-struggles to put them on* If you weren't human, you could have told me, you know. I was honest with you.
: Huh ? Saige what are you? *shakes his head* I am Human right down to the heart beat and the need for air *gets up out of the bed as he turns the light back on so she can see thinks he's being helpful , is not covered at all just stands there his entire body exposed *
: (*flips David off* can't touch this, yo)
: *turns her head away from the light* Fuck... Randal, shut it off. It's too much right now.
: *turns the light back off* fine ..*still stands there seemingly looking at her dull white orbs seem trained on her* your just gonna assume I'm not what I said i was and leave ?
: *zips and buttons the jeans, then looks up at him* Not if you talk fast.
: *his mind racing at a wild pace the chip inside his head beging to fire his muscles seeming to harden and define even more something that could have gone unoticed during other activities does the only thing he thinks she'll believe his right hand rises to his chest and extends to the side his fist slamming hard into the lamp and then into the wall glass shards imbedding deep within his fist between his knuckles the scent of human blood immediately begins to fill the air as blood starts to pour from his
: fist* People can fake alot of things Saige ...but Human blood flowing through their viens isn't one of them right?
: *the untrusting woman she is, she flinches when he his the lamp, but doesn't otherwise move. There's quite a pause while she takes it in before she speaks again* Keep going...
: You want to taste it too? *not said as a cut at her not said in anger doesn't know how she'll take it but says it anyway *
: Why are you getting mad at me? *doesn't add to that. Doesn't really feel she needs to*
: *the blood begining to pool on the floor as his hand lays by his side the thick red liquid streaming from the wounds that harbor the glass shards *
: I'm not mad at you ...I know you've had alot to deal with in your life Saige .. but I'm not out to get you or hurt you ..but if you don't understand something don't just call me a liar try asking before you go crazy *his hand flexing adrenaline running high as the pain fills his mind the blood flow beging to slow *
: *reaches out and takes the uninjured hand* C'mon. Let me fix that... and keep talking. I've been around enough humans to know they don't heal like that. I don't even heal that well. *leads him to the bathroom.
: *lets her take his hand and lead him to the bathroom * I'm Human completely I have one major disadvantage being blind ... but I also have one large advantage ..when i was 10 I was entered by my aunt into a case study for blind children ..the government was testing a new kind of partically organic based computer chip to see if it could regrow sensory organs in a damaged soldier
: They put it right here *takes her hand an moves it up to his head taking her index finger and tapping his temple * they waited a month for it to intergrate to see if it would repair my eyes ..when it didn't the program was stopped
: After a year the chip had fully implanted itself and completely connected to every nerve in my body ... I got stronger, faster , more agile and my other 4 senses improved greatly
: *sits* And i can heal a little fater than normal ...especially when my adrenaline is high ... and it has been due to certian activities as of late
: *the blood flow has slowed alot from when he first hit the lamp but it still trickles down his fingers on onto her hand * Well you were gonna leave I had to do something a besides if I didn't do this would you have really stopped to listen ?
: *chuckles a little as his dull white orbs lock on her * well I saved us alot of time
: besides when i have an open and shut case i like to make my point as quick as possible *chuckles a little more*
: *nods* Yeah I think so *his other hand raises to her cheek and caresses it * just try to have a little faith in me once in a while ok *smiles*
: I do, fuck... *she just has to tear a hand towel to wrap it around his hand* Wouldn't you have been a tad surprised?
: *nods* Suprised yes ... *just lets it go at that doesn't say anything else on the matter* Well now you know ... know you know I'm not such the helpless little blind man that roams around here
: know-now
: *ouch* I never did, Randal.
: *smiles* no didn't think you would ... look I don't know how you feel but I really care for you ...your not some girl i feel i need to make an excuse to get rid off I havn't had this much feeling for anyone in a long time I really do care for you Saige
: hah. Shut up while you're ahead.
: *leans down quickly and kisses her his left hand sliding to the back of her neck holding her in the kiss so his passion for he is felt before he breaks the kiss * ok you win ...
: *stands up gracefully* I usually do *washes the blood from her arm off in the sink...she doesn't lick it or something tacky like that* Actually, I do need to talk to you about something *looks down at him to be sure that he's paying attention*
: *lets the winning comment go * ok .. go for it
: I can't keep coming here like this all of the time. It's been alright because my place was being renovated and the baby couldn't be around all the dust and the fumes, but it's almost done. I can't tell you how mad I'd be at Cade if he left Ethan somewhere to be with a girl. I have to be a better parent than that.
: *nods as he listens to her *
: *figures here comes the I need sometime speech or I can't handle a relationship right now *
: So... would you mind coming to my place every once in a while?
: ((kicks the icon))
: *was actually expecting some lame excuse, or at least a little teasing* It's just down town. I wanted to be close so Remy and Liz wouldn't have any excuses to not see him that they could blame on me,
: *nods* I can understand that
: You're sure you wouldn't mind? *is thoroughly examining his expressions, every twitch, every muscle in his face. She's given him plenty of outs here*
: *reachs up and takes her by the hand * I said i don't mind ...stop trying to see if I'm looking for a way out ...
: well. *curls her fingers around a couple of his* I'm going out of this bathroom and back into bed.
: *grins * well I'm going with you
: *tugs at his fingers* well move it along, pokey *her other hand unbuttons and unzips her pants. She slides easily out of them and tosses them somewhere where he won't trip on them*
: *makes his way toward the bed tugging her over to the bed wrapping her in his arms before falling back on the bed with her *
: *falls right next to him. She's pretty much asleep when her head hits the pillow. He could of course, wake her up at his own risk, but would you really want to mess with a sleeping grizzly bear?*
: *chuckles and lets her sleep as he could soon drift off himself agian *
: *sits in the parlor, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. She figures she'll let poor Randal sleep for a bit. Her hair is pulled back out of her face into a short ponytail*
: *a long black limo pulls up in the front drive of the large building it comes to a stop the soft clicking of the transmission being placed in park can be heard in the eerie night *
: *the driver's door opens and a middle aged man gets out dressed in a tuxedo , he walks around the front of the car back to the passenger door and opens it *
: *a younger man emerges from the back dressed in a dark blue buisness suit his hair short almost a military cut his face marked by distinctive sliver framed glasses *
: *he takes a momment to dtriaghten his clothing before he starts toward the front door of the tavern *
: a black gloved hand reachs out and grips the door handle as he twists his wrist and opens the door *
: *sets the paper down long enough to pick up her cigarettes and select one from the silver case, slip the butt end between her red lips and light it. She closes her eyes and enjoys the taste of the cloves*
: *doesn't even bother to glance at the door. She knows it's nobody she'd want to talk to. She turns the page in the paper and continues reading*
: *glaces at him out of the corner of her eye. Never seen anyone do that before. Usually they just do something stupid like stand in the middle of the room and yell. Why didn't everyone have sense enough to just look in the fucking book?*
: *takes a drag from the cigarette and flips the last page of the paper. It takes her a few minutes, long enough to scan the last page, before she realizes that that is Randal's room. It's not like she'd bothered to ever look at the door, not to mention she wasn't really paying that much attention to some dude talking on the phone, but her protective instincts do kick in* Hey. Don't go up there.
: Because it's private property. Those people have a right to be undisturbed. *puts on a beautiful performace as someone who matters in this place* I'll have to announce you if you're here to visit someone.
: *well, that didn't work. Cigarette in hand, she just follows him to the stairs until she catches him. She reaches out and grabs his coat, giving it a good yank, possibly enough to make him need to take a few steps back, but then again, possibly not*
: *her green eyes burn a deep emerald shade. Any twit just working here wouldn't bother with a look that she's giving him. Her eyes could burn a hole through him and the next three rooms behind him* And I'm going to ask you once why you are here.
: *he's right. Technically it isn't her business. She searches for more lies, but lying never was her strong point and as she's never had to do it much, that was just fine. She opts for the truth, just gets tricky with the wording* Because he's very important around here. If any harm were to come to him, then there would be some very powerful piss off people *figures they both know which 'he' is being referred to*
: *follows right behind him giving the distinct impression that if he's going to talk to Randal, she's going to be there to. She just gives Talia a faintily irritated look as she passes*
: *her small frame easily ducks past Max and she stands in front of him* Look, I don't know who you are, but you're not taking him anywhere.
: *isn't very big at all so she wouldn't look like much of a threat, but there's just something else about her that may suggest other wise* He is my interest and he's resting. He's tired. Anything you have for him I can give to him later, or else I can let him know you're in town.
: I'm not... *just stops. Never was a good liar* Who are you?
: *rolls her eyes with a look of clear irritation of just having exerted far too much energy* Why didn't you say so in the first place. I can wake him up.
: If you'd stated your purpose instead of being an asshole, then I wouldn't have wasted the energy.
: *narrows his eyes* I am nobodys 'woman' *doesn't even bother with the rest of that. If he doesn't understand why she would question his motives, then fuck it. Hopefully, if some strange Mafia looking man ever came for her, then Randal wouldn't let him just walk in while she was sleeping*
: *has to step down a few stairs before she can pick up the phone. She tucks it into her back pocket and leans against the door frame* Consider it done. Would it be safe to assume that your business is finished for the evening, then? *a polite way to rudely tell him to fuck off*
: *raises a brow, but as he's already out the door, her comment would be to herself* It's safe enough when you know that you're right. *turns and heads back upstairs, making sure that her heavy boots make as much noise as possible*
: *is a bit more quiet as she opens the door to Randal's room, thankful that she hadn't habitually locked it behind her, and slips quietly inside*
: **wakes up and slips some clothes on and walks down the hall the the head of the stairs**
: **stretches his arms wide and yawns**
: **walks into the parlor and looks arround** hello??
: anyone???
Nightfall watches him walk past and actually shivers for an odd reason
Nightfall watches her walk past without so much as a glance..shivers as handt heard anyone behind her
: ((ok hun))
: ((brb))
: ((back))debates enter then finaly with a deep sigh opens the door and makes her way through the building aventually finding herself in the bar
: * Rides up to the tavern on his new moped.*
: * Kills the engine and just jumps off, rolling on the ground for a bit before standing and turning the volume on his portible MP3 player up.*
: * Pulls out a cig and a strike anywhere wooden match. Lifts up his shoe, lights the match off the sole of his boot and the lights the cig>8
: *usually not all that pleasant of a person anyway, tonight she's even better as she's in one hell of a bad mood. Her eyes shift quickly back to the girl. She doesn't usually get that kind of response* Thank you.
: * Pulls out a cig and a strike anywhere wooden match. Lifts up his shoe, lights the match off the sole of his boot and the lights the cig.*
: * Watches as the bike slows down then stops before finally dropping.*
: (a moped, Eddie? hahaha! If you rode by me in a moped, I'd push you over)
: (( Those things are faster then they seem.))
: * Takes a nice sized drag off his cig before finishing the journey to the tavern.
: *sips at her drink. She keeps glancing at the stairs, having to control herself from fidgeting because looking upset just isn't her style*
: * Changes the angles he holds his body at random why walking, taking full advantage of his flexibility.*
: * Walks into the main parlor, walking backwards and body bent over so he's looking at the place upside down.*
: *looks over at the door, the faintest spark of hope in her eyes... but it quickly dies as she see's it's just Eddie. There's even a little eye-rolling and a 'oh great' face to match*
: * Not even paying attention to anyone else, but rather moving to the music he's listening to, suddenly just flips backwards, landing firmly on his feet, and strightens up.*
: Who the fuck let you out of the circus?
: * Turns around and takes off his head phones. Looks at Saige.* Never was in the circus, just a side affect of yoga, Tai Chi, gymnastics, and various other things.
: * Puts his headphones back on and turns the volume up more.*
: * Walks over towards an empty booth and sits down.*
: *didn't outburst, just random rudeness. She was quite calm when it was said. She lifts the glass to her lips and says no more... no fun to insult people when they can't hear you*
: * Smokes his cigarette, watching the smoke rise up slowly, twisting and turning on itself.*
: *her brooding green eyes shift again to the stairway.... nothing. Where the hell is he? She just sips her drink.*
: * Is listening to a mix, which ranges from Cruxshadows, to Sisters of Mercy, to Bauhaus, to Bella Morte, to Ozzy.*
: *takes a piece of ice from her glass and tosses it at Eddie to get his attention*
: * Pulls out his portible MP3 player and puts it on the table. Sees the piece of ice coming at him out of the corner of his eye, catches it with one hand while taking off the headphones with the other.* What?
: Seen Liz?
: Nope
: *removes another piece of ice and pops it into her mouth, strong jaw clamps down and crushes it as she looks at him, her eyes a very dark green* Remy? Lil? Any of those old fucks?
: Nope, I haven't seen any one of them in weeks. But then again, I've been out of town.
: Well *sarcastic smile* So glad to have you back. *her eyes drift over to the girl momentarily, swollowing the shards of ice* Everyone seems to just disappear around here.
: You know that's one of the biggest loads of bullshit you have ever said Sagie.
: Oh, I don't know, Eddie... I've said so much bullshit. Are you sure you want to put something that's an obvious fact in the top rankings?
: Good point
: Of course it is. It's what I'm good at. *chances another glance at the stairway, thinking she heard something, but it was nothing*
: * Shrugs.*
Nightfall takes in a deep breath and walks out th room to the gym
: *sets her drained glass on the floor* Well, it's time for me to go play mommy. If you see Liz, tell her I'd like to speak with her, please.
: Ok
: * Leaves.*
: (bed time. night kids)
: (night night)
Nightfall books a room and goes upto it and falls into a deep sleep
: ((Nightfall? Hmm. Someone Lungret has yet to meet...))
Nightfall wakes in her room startled thinking were she is..it taking a long while before she works out she is still in the tavern((plays with herself then))
Nightfall makes her way downstairs and collapses into a seat feeling very unrested*I must find him soon...*mummbles under her breath
: *walks out of one of those all night coffee shops, holding her keys in one hand and a french vanilla cappuchino in the other. Her jacket is unbuttoned, but still fits her from nicely*
: *as she didn't know he was there, she didn't bother to hold the door for him or anything. She turns her head slightly and mutters a half-asses apology*
: *turns fully around, holding up her own coffee a little* Aren't too many of us left, you know?
: Long live the Midnight Coffee-drinkers *smiles a little. Her own hair short and neatly styled so that it's well out of her face. Tell-tale shadows under her eyes give away the fact that she doesn't sleep much at all and is perhaps a frequent customer of the place* Well, have a good night. *turns, raising her cappie to her lips to take a sip*
: *oh... knows he's fine, which means he's either too good to be true, or going to try to kill her... but she turns back around* No. Not really.
: *raises a brow, her head lowering just bit to add to the dramatic look* Well, as much as I'd love to end up behind a dumpster tonight... *that's enough. She doesn't feel she needs to go on and on about how dumb it would be for her to run off with him*
: Really? It looks like that's exactly what you're doing. *she takes a couple steps towards him, however, so she must not have too big of a problem with it*
: Well, you could try. *sticks her keys into her coat pocket, then holds out her hand* My name is Maili, by the way.
: *shrugs as she slips her hand out of his* Yes, I do learn from my mistakes. So, Frank. Besides your car and your place, where would you like to enjoy my company at?
: *just shakes her head* Not really. How about the park?
: New York, originally, then I landed in Chicago for a bit, then here. *slips her hand through his arm, resting it just above the wrist of his pocket-hidden hand. She always liked that little custom* And you? You look like a wordly traveller
: *nods, taking a nice long drink before she speaks* My father used to have a home there. We'd go in the fall when I was a kid.
: Not really. The countryside was beautiful, but the company was terrible *just leaves it at that, her own light gray eyes are straight forward as she tugs him around a corner*
: I liked the trees. I played in the woods mostly. The leaves were just turning so it was really beautiful. *turns her head slightly, but mostly just shifts her eyes to look at him* So, why are you out drinking coffee at midnight?
: Um *seems to have to consider it. Not really the reason as much as what to say* Same.
: I'm a photographer. Weddings, graduations... junk like that mostly. It's not what I'd like to do, but it pays the bills.
: I do whatever they want. Usually they want color, so I'm equipped for it at my studio. When I do them for myself at my place, I do black and white.
: For the subject that I like to do, yes. *looks up at him, her own eyes shining* Would you like to see? I just live right over there *points to a little row of shops just beyond the park* and I'm sure I could kick your ass if you tried to kill me.
: anyone here
: r u n?
: blaaa!!!
: ahhhhh (gone)
: *walks into the room she pulls the trench coat tight around her a feather falling at her feet as she walks a rather large sword at her side the one once carried by her father*
: *sits at the bar and lets her eyes roam the room landing on her cousin*
: Why Cousin dear i am so happy to see you too*turns back looking behind the bar*
: *turns her head her hair crowning her face as she looks at where the voice came from*
: *looks into the shadows trying to get an image of who the voice belongs to then turns and grabs a bottle of water*
: *feels his eyes and pulls the trench around her more to cover the sword*
: *turns around on the stool*I don't think thats any of your business.....
: *crosses her arms*this isnt yours, It is mine left to me by my father....
: That I am not sure of but he is the only owner this sword ever had. I know that, you Sir are not Tabris therefor you are not the owner. My father is*turns back around and sips her water*
: *is still looking behind the bar*I know my father is the only to ever own this sword. I know he left it to me when he returned to the holy father. I know it is now mine.*even if she looked at him has never seen a picture of her father*
: *turns slowly to look at the man she studies his face quietly slowly reaching for the hilt of the sword*What is this?!?
: *narrows her eyes*You look like.......*stands*what do you mean She did bear off-spring....
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: *blinks*How do you know my mother?
: Who are you?
: *stumbles back hitting the bar and looking at him as if for the first time*
: *her grip is tight on the sword*No you cant be, and it isnt yours it is my fathers!
: *stumbles back and sits on the barstool just staring at him*But you were sent home.....I have been up there for years I havent seen you....
: *looks at the sword then him*
: *slowly shrugs off the trench showing her own*Father......
: I came here to talk to one named Lungret I heard he had knew you...
: None, i was looking to find info on you*walks to him slowly pulling the sword from the belt she rests it in and offers the hilt to him*
: Why? It is yours....
: (on away)I wanted to know about you. I know nothing of you but what Mother said before i left.
: (or not0
: No, she never spoke a ill word to me about you...
: *nods and turns sitting back at the bar staring at her hands*
: (hey B are you Blazen? from Molis room?)
: (Hey any way I can get your AIm I play one his Daughters)
: (*pats Johns head knows it is hard for him not to fix typos*)
: (I am Arabella and I just Aimed you RavensDarlingOne)
: (ahhh he is like a son to me that i keep missing because he comes on while I am working)
: *slips down the stairs from her bedroom coming into the parlor she slips behind the bar wearing whats in the pic*
: *bends down humming softly a smile on her full red lips as she gets a few bottles mixing herself a drink*
: *stands sipping her drink sees Saige she walks over and kisses her forehead*Hey there hot stuff*winks and starts towards the balcony doors*
: *stops in her steps the glass slipping from her hand as it shatters at her feet she slowly turns her eyes landing right on him*No no not again.....
: I havent seen our daughter since she got your damn sword and went off on some journy in your name. What the hell do you want*steps back her barefeet getting sliced in the glass*Why the hell are you back! I just got my life together
: What the hell are you talking about! You took my child from me the moment you raped me and planted her in me*narrows her eyes*Good stay your damn distance Angel.....
: *looks at Saige*Wait a min when you and Hunter told me you saw her you werent choking were you?
: *slowly sinks to her knees the glass becoming inbeded in her skin as she just looks at him*
: *lets out a hiss as she is pulled once near the table she sits and just looks at him keeping a tlest a 2 person distance between them as she removes some the glass*Last time you saw me lady wasnt what you called me......
: If I remember correctly you told me I made you care and love. So tell me you have seen Alisa? How is she?
: *crosses her legs slowly the cuts already healing*That is more then I got. She took off the moment she could walk and always searching for you.
: You left her your sword Tabris, It started the moment she got the bloody thing. You were this perfect holy being
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: Yes I saw that first hand*gently touches her stomach*
: Saige is my niece she does remember what you have done. But if you speak true and Alisa is here I am sure she will want her father*looks at him for a moment just studing him*
: * Sits on the roof of an abandoned building he's been squatting in for a few days,looking out at the city.*
: and just what affairs do you have to deal with?*tilts her head*I have not seen her in years last I heard she went up to whatever up there
: * Sighs as he takes a long drag off his cigarette and throws it down towards the street.*
: * Runs towards the fire escape and jumps. Lands on it, making quite a bit of noise. Heads down it as fast as he can without tripping or seriously injuring himself.*
: I thought you angels didnt have those parts. Thou I dont she took after me in that way Tabris. She was all you.
: * When he finally reaches ground level he heads around a near by dumpster and climbs onto his Harley. Starts it up and heads towards the Dark Realm.*
: Yes but she has not been on this realm in a long time atlest not that i know of*raises an brow*And how is she not? She has your attitude, your looks, your sword. and your wings.
: *looks at the table*How would you remember what my eyes look like after so long?
: * Speeds down the roads, just barely going the speed limit in the areas he has learned are filled with cops and going as fast as he can in areas he knows aren't.*
: Well the one where she looksdown appon her Kindred half. If I remember correctly she bleed herself of my blood.
: *looks up at him slowly*You are also the Angel who tried to kill me for making you love. After you got that sword.
: * Just sits on the rafters against a pillar, listening and smoking a pipe filled mostly with tabacco but a bit with opium.*
: * Hmms Rage Against The Machine to himself as he rides, thinking about his life when he was human.*
: That was the influence of your sword Tabris. That sword seems to change everyone
: It took me along time to move on after that. A very long time.*looks up smelling him*Hello Hunter
: * Mutters to himself as he shifts slightly, a black feather slowly falling above the bar top.* Power of any kind corrupts.
: * Looks down at Chole.* Hello Chloe
: How so?*slowly looks back at Tabris*Are you going to sit up there all night Hunter?
: * Passes Saige and Randle as he comes closer to the tavern, not noticing them.*
: And let me guess I was one.....the love we shared so long ago
: * Looks down at Chloe.* Seems like you and Tabris are stuck in a rather personal conversation, so I won't intrude unless directed invited. * Wonders if Tabris even remembers him.*
: Well, You have been the one thing missing since her birth. i mean you did only hold her once.
: *slowly stands*I need a drink*makes her way to the bar again grabbing a bottle of tequila and downing a shot*
: * Almost looses control of his bike as he got too deep in thought and forgot about the road, tires sliding against the road.*
: *nods walking back to the table her hips sway with each step the black lase swirls around her as she walks sitting she take another pull of the bottle*Yes and since that day you are the only parent she reconizes. she sees you as the perfect being. Thou I must admit I never told her how it ended between us or how she was created.
: what do you want?
: Ofcourse! I did carry her and raise her. I told her every moment that I love her. It wasnt enough. I was there you were not.
: * Sighs and rolls himself to the right and falls towards the bar. About a good thirty feet up he unfolds his wings and pulls up, grazing the ground with his clothes and nose. Due to carelessness he slams into a wall.*
: *slides the bottle over to Tabris*what sin is that*looks sharply over her shoulder when she hears the thud*You okay?
: * Stand and shakes his head.* Define okay
: She has been a female you since Birth. *laughs* You are perfect in her eyes. You were just in stories I could tell her never real to tuck her in. She saw me make mistakes but you you never did
: *looks at Hunter*are you hurt?
: * Finally reaches the tavern and parks. Gets off and shakes his head.*
: Define hurt
: *blinks*hunter what are you going on about here. How else can you be hurt but pshicaly?
: I could be mentally hurt.....* Takes some time to think about what he's psychologists have told him.*...never mind, I am mentally hurt. I could also be emotionally hurt.
: But no, I am not physically hurt, even though my pride is.
: and how can you be emotionally hurt?
: * Walks right into the parlor and makes a B-Line towards the bar.*
: Honestly, I don't know how I can be emotionally hurt.
: *shakes her head*So how is Business?
: Don't know, haven't checked up on it in about a month.
: Then where have you been?
: Travelling the world, going to the places where I told you I would meet you.
: I ended up waiting at the final place I said I would be at so I could take you to my true home for three days after the date to meet there. When you didn't show, I left.
: I was in paris where we said we were going to meet*takes the tequila bottle and takes another pull from it as she closes her eyes*
: Doesn't matter now, it's in the past much like many things are.
: *looks at Tabris*I never spoke a ill word about you to her she knows only of the great angel you were and well she has seen her mother make many mistakes.
: *turns her head sharply*and what does that mean?
: * Walks around the bar and grabs a few bottles, one large glass, a few shot glasses, and some green food coloring.*
: Well I am not one to teach her about swords you know what is can do not I
: No, I never told her because I didnt know.
: It really doesn't mean anything. It's just common fact that once something has happened, it's in the past. An example of that is that last sentince I just said. They are both in the past now.
: no you said like many things...*shakes her head and stands*You will have talk with her and teach her I have taught her all I could. Now if you two will excuse me but I need to sleep. This has been a rather weird night*looks at Tabris and just pats his hand then moves to Hunter kissing him softly*And I do hope you do not mean us. Now Goodnight to you both*slips to the hallway door*
: * Sets all the ingredients on the bar and begins to pour the correct amount of the different types of alcohol into the shot glasses...attempting to make a pangalaxticgarggleblaster from memory.*
: I do not mean us being in the past unless you want us to be.
: Night Chloe.
: *turns and looks at Hunter*And so you know I was in Paris waiting for you. and no i dont*slips into the hall her hips sway as she walks to the stairs then up it into her room she slips onto the bed and just closes her eyes her heart and mind raises at all this*
: (gotta go all have get up in 7 hours for work hugs and kisses to all)
: * Looks at Tabris.* You really don't remember who I am, do you?
: ((Nighty night.))
: It does if it effects you.
: * Pours the alcohol into the large glass then pours some food coloring into it. Grabs a stirrer and stirs the drink. Remember the most important two ingridents and walks into the kitchen, looking for dry ice and a lemon.*
: Sucks, doesn't it?
: You too
: And don't try to end the world this time while having a good night.
: * Finds the lemon and pockets it. Grabs a knife to cut the lemon. Grabs a couple of thick gloves and puts them on. Continues looking for dry ice.*
: Do you want coffee? Or I can make you tea at my place. Half of my shipments came in, so I have tons *slides her hand over his arm until it rests comfortably*
: * Decides to leave.*
: like a goddamned fungus. *opens the door that leads to the stairway, without unlocking it so it must have never been locked in the first place. She frowns and mutters some curse under her breath* There are stairs here. Nice steep ones
: * Finds some dry ice and cuts off a piece. Grabs the piece in the thick gloves and hurries back to the bar. Drops it in before it begins to numben his hands.*
: *does so, her front door is unlocked as well. As soon as Randal's in, she shuts it and locks it behind her.* You're in the kitchen, straight through is the living room where my brother is conked out in front of the tv after leaving my house unlocked *sighs, not seeming too mad about it. She was pretty much expecting it. leads him through the kitchen. Her leg reaches out to kick the couch, making Zak only grumble in his sleep*
: * Pulls out the lemon and the knife. Cuts the lemon in two and squeezes the juice into the drink. Waits for all the dry ice to dissolve.*
: *let's go of his hand long enough to shut the tv off, then lean over to pull a blanket up over Zak, then she leads him down the hallway, all the way down, stopping to point out closet, baby's room, guest room, bathroom, then her room at the end of the hall* Um, I just need to check on him real quick. You can go on in and check things out, or wait for me. *gives his hand a little squeeze before she releases it to go down the hall and look in on the rugrat*
: *follows her a side of her he has never seen before * *whispers* i'll wait
: *opens the door to the baby's room and walks in quietly, of course, he's sleeping peacefully because he's a good kid and took out all of his frustrations on his uncle. She leans over the crib and runs her hand up and down his back* Hope you gave him hell, bud. Make him never want to reproduce
: *turns and slowly walks back out of the room, leaving the door open. Extra security in case the baby monitors don't work or something. She walks right past Randal and into her own room* Get your ass in here. I got new sheets that I want to show you.
: *chuckles* Ok ... *turns and feels his way along the wall till he comes to the door and steps in her room * ok so what makes these sheets so good?
: Just what I'm going to do to you on them *does shut her door, though... don't want the comatose brother waking up*
: Oh really now ... 8grins* i think I'm gonna like these sheets
: aha! (*and is goooooone*)
: *gone*
: *the scent of her perfum carrys on the wind as it blows into the tavern the scent of jasime and vanilla she is in the lake out back swiming nude not knowing anyone is around*
: *swims to the sore line and sits where the waves keep washing over her thou her nudeness is very visable to any that would see her. Her long golden blonde hair is down and around her. Her soft milky white skin glistens in the moonlight. If any came acrossed her they would swear it was an angel washed up on the shore*
: *slowly stands the water casscades down her form as she steps from the shore taking a barett that looks like a chop stick she twirls her hair up like in the pic grabbing her dress she slips in it and starts to button up the corsett*
: *walks slowly up to the garden near the back door*
: *walks in the back door and starts downthe hall then enters the parlor heading for the bar*
: *turns slowly to look at him*What smell is that?
: ahh you remembered*grabs a bottle tequila and moves towards him*
: *slowly sits down still keeping distance between them*Then maybe you can tell me why you did what you did.
: So you desided I had to die? what was so differant between me and that Angel you got with after me?
: I see, then did you even love me*looks at the tequila bottle*Or was I just some host for your child?
: And yet this sword could ruin it all?
: *looks over at Zak and winks back looking to Tabris*I see....Well atlest i know I wasnt just some host.... Thou why you choose me instead of her I have no idea
: *blinks*I see then thats all i was some host*nods and takes a pull from the bottle*
: *sets the bottle down*not at that time. *shakes her head*it doesnt matter so why have you returned I never did get to ask you that
: To what Teach her?
: *looks over at Zak and smirks then back to Tabris*
: Then I hope you see her soon.*her hand unconiously moves out and rubs his cheek gently pushing a stray hair behind his ear like she use to do when she relizes what she is doing her hand snaps back fast*
: Why is that
: Okay
: *folds her hands and just looks at him*i am glad your back.....
: That is your cousins father
: * Stands on the roof of a twenty story building, looking down at the street below.*
: *walks along the high street...taking in what things there are around her*
: * Pulls out a cig and a strike anywhere match. Puts the cig in his mouth and lights the match.*
: * Lights the cig and throws the match off the building. Looks over the side of the building once more.*