[26-02:55] fa5, *Kailynn Benson 
: that sounds fine. I'll see you then. *as much as she enjoys their company, the antibiotics are just messing her up and she drifts off to sleep*
[26-02:55] fa5, *Kailynn Benson : (night darlings *hugs*)
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[26-02:56] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels 
: ((*Bounces around*))
[26-02:57] 3aa, *Dunstan Ryder : *turns to walk out of the room without saying anything else, not feeling that it’s necessary, and he really did need to get home to go through the surveillance in the back of his car*
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[26-02:57] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*Wants RP, yes*))
[26-02:58] 3aa, *Jayde: *waves goodnight before heading off to bed*
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[26-03:08] 287, lurker: hmm. I see that this time I pop in there's more than two people.
[26-03:09] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*L* Actually there's only two people, you and me.))
[26-03:11] 287, lurker: oh*l*well hold on brb
[26-03:12] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *Holds on*
[26-03:12] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*OOCly of course*))
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[26-03:20] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*Waves!*))
[26-03:21] 287, Caine Lupas: *from a burst of shadow he enters the room clad in black jeans, whtie t, and a studded leather jacket*((*waves back*))
[26-03:23] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She sits at the Before the Dawn bar with her usual glass of chocolate milk, in her everyday attire of a white sundress with bare feet, her hair in tiny pigtails, the rest hanging down, sipping her chocolate milk in silence and kicking her feet where they hang from the barstool*
[26-03:26] 287, Caine Lupas: *approaching the bar he sees her sitting there*Hey! You the only one around this joint?
[26-03:28] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She grins, shaking her head and sipping at her milk, occasionally blowing bubbles, because that's amusing* Nuh-uh. There's a couple people in the kitchen.
[26-03:31] 287, Caine Lupas: *nods*I happen to be drifting through town and was sent this way. this some kind of safe haven or somethin'*pulls up a stool at the bar and sits*
[26-03:33] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She blinks. Not actually having been here (here being earth) that long, she hadn't realized that this place might be a sort of haven. After all, wasn't Walter here?* I dunno... Walter might know. Walter's not here, he had to leave.
[26-03:35] 287, Caine Lupas: Walter? Nevermind. So are you familar with the area or you not from here either.
[26-03:36] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : Nuh-uh. I only been here a week I think. *Not quite familiar with the concept of time either, as it were.*
[26-03:37] 287, Caine Lupas: *looks around for the barkeep*Is there any one to serve or is it self-service?
[26-03:38] 287, Caine Lupas: Hmm. How old are you anyway?
[26-03:38] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : I can do it. *She climbs down and moves to the other side, looking up at him, even with the rise behind the bar*
[26-03:39] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She holds up four fingers*
[26-03:40] 287, Caine Lupas: Aren't you a bit young to be in or even working behind the bar?
[26-03:41] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : No. It's okay. I live upstairs.'
[26-03:42] 287, Caine Lupas: I see. So before we go on my name is Caine.
[26-03:46] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : I'm Rowena. *She grins and grabs a glass, putting it up on the counter, and then a chair to stand on, reaching down in the ice box she pours out some milk and then some chocolate powder, stirring it up and sliding it to him in professional bar style before walking back ofer and climbing onto her stool to drink her milk*
[26-03:50] 287, Caine Lupas: *smiles and chuckles*Thanks Rowena.*takes a deep drink of his chocolate milk*What's the normal type of activity around here?
[26-03:51] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : People come in and drink stuff and then they leave or they go sleep upstairs. Me and Walter sleep upstairs too.
[26-03:58] 287, Caine Lupas: *taking another drink smiles* As far as the types of people that come and go around here, have you noticed anything unnateral or unearthly?
[26-03:59] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She pauses a moment, then shakes her head* Uh-uh. why?
[26-04:02] 287, Caine Lupas: I was hopefully looking for someone else of my perticular kind.
[26-04:03] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : What's your kind? *She tilts her head, sipping in silence*
[26-04:04] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((o_o my dad's already awake... I got tew go tew bed.... We can hurry and wrap it up though))
[26-04:06] 287, Caine Lupas: *turning towards her* I'm undaed((okay if you gotta jet now it's okay))
[26-04:07] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((Thats alright)) Me too, I'm alive too. But what are you? *Blinking a moment. There are several forms of undead, as even a child knows.*
[26-04:09] 287, Caine Lupas: *blinking slithly shocked*Well *I'm not quite alive live you are. I'm a vampyre
[26-04:10] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : *She tilts her head* From Lucifer? *That's odd. The girl doesn't say 'the devil' or 'satan' or anything, just Lucifer.*
[26-04:13] 287, Caine Lupas: *lifting an eyebrow*No not from him. Or tales tell us we desed from Caine the son of Adam & Eve. He was cursed by God to roam the earth an' drink blood for killing his brother
[26-04:14] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : I know the story of Caine and Abel. Better than you might think. *she smiles secretively and almost adult-like, before going back to her milk*
[26-04:16] 287, Caine Lupas: *finishing off his milk*Do you really?*ponders what a girl of four would know*
[26-04:17] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((I have to run.))
[26-04:18] 287, Caine Lupas: ((k. ttyl fun rping with you))
[26-04:18] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : I am infinitely older than you may think. *She smirks, rising and moving up the stairs with a grace only given to those with thousands upon millions of years' experience.* ((bye))
[26-04:19] 287, Caine Lupas: *grining & musing* I think I'll stick around for a while just to talk to you kiddo((later))
[26-04:24] 287, Caine Lupas: *sliding off his bar stool he walks towards to doors slowly being swallowed by a pool of pure darkness on the floor*
[26-04:24] 287, Caine Lupas: *gone*
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[26-12:52] 287, lurker: *peeks in*
[26-12:53] 287, lurker: is any one in?
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[26-12:57] 287, Street Urchin: 'ello?
[26-12:58] 287, Street Urchin: *pokes*
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[26-13:13] 287, Caine Lupas: *rising out of a dense pool of shadow in the corner of the room he takes a quick glance around to see if Rowena is in*
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[26-15:02] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((Hey hey))
[26-15:22] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((=( Aww no one's around....*Tacks self to wall and sticks around*))
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[26-16:15] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((Hmm))
[26-16:15] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((My comp just d/c me...odd...))
[26-16:15] a39, *Harmonia : ((hmm? *Waves to Katya* How are ya?))
[26-16:16] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((*Waves back, I'm doing good. How you doin?))
[26-16:17] a39, *Harmonia : ((Doing good, no longer drained of energy like I was last night))
[26-16:18] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((Which is always a good thing *nods* Hehe))
[26-16:19] a39, *Harmonia : ((hehe? You up for an rp?))
[26-16:21] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((I'm almost always up for an RP. Where and When?))
[26-16:23] a39, *Harmonia : ((has to be night because my char is a vamp. Up to you thought as too where))
[26-16:26] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((Hmm...well Katya hasn't been to Before the Dawn yet...and since you have the icon up already I guess we can do that if you like))
[26-16:28] a39, *Harmonia : ((that works. I always just have this icon up when I first come in, but that'll cool.)) *she'll be leaning against the bar wiping off some glasses. It's a slow night at the bar and she is debating closing up early. She looks better then last night because she fed and is quite happy actually*
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[26-16:32] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Strolling through the night again, gun tucked nicely into the back of her skirt. Cold steel pressing against flesh was something she always liked a little bit, but that's only when it was like this...and not the barrel to her head or something such as that. Crossing a street she looks around and spots the Before the Dawn bar...hmm one she hasn't been to yet..shrugs and enters, looking about the practicly empty space* Hmm....kinda empty in here...
[26-16:33] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles at Katya and nods* Slow night tonight. So what can I get ya?
[26-16:36] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Returns the smile and heads over to the bar, slipping onto a stool slowly* Oh..I don't mind really, get me something good and on the rocks please.
[26-16:38] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and moves to get her one of her favorites. She hands it to her* There ya go. *she'll extend her hand* Name's Harmonia
[26-16:38] f2b, *Jonathon Brice: OOC: New establishment posted on board.
[26-16:41] 595, *Katya Yudin: Katya. *Shakes her hand with a smile and takes the drink, sipping it lightly to test it's taste* Mmm...'s good. Thank you! *Grins before taking a longer sip from the glass and pulling out her wallet and a five to pay*
[26-16:42] a39, *Harmonia : *she hands her back the money and shakes her head* Nice to meet you Katya. And the first drink is always on the house
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[26-16:45] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Raises an eyebrow* I think I'll have to remember this place then...*Smirks, flashing Harmonia a quick wink and another smile*
[26-16:49] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll smile and lean against the bar, the mirror that spans the full length of the bar showing how utterly dead it is in the place tonight. She looks at Katya* So what's your story?
[26-16:52] 595, *Katya Yudin: Story? *Finishes off the drink, setting the almost empty glass on the bartop and settles onto the seat* Well..what and how much do you want to know, hun? Cause I've kinda got a lot to tell...
[26-16:54] a39, *Harmonia : *shrugs* Whatever you want to tell, and fell comfortable letting me know. *looks around the bar* I got all night too, don't think it's gonna pick up anytime soon
[26-16:58] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Chuckles and glances about, looking up at the mirror and then back to the door* Yeah...looks like I'll be your only customer tonight...*Shakes her head slighly and leans forward on the bar* Ahh...so where to start...you've probably figured out where I'm from by now by my accent, yeah?
[26-17:00] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods* I'm thinking Bosnia. But not sure.
[26-17:02] c36, *Alberto: ((*profile test*))
[26-17:04] c36, *Alberto: ((*ponders coming in to ruin their fun*))
[26-17:06] 595, *Katya Yudin: Mmm...good guess...yes, but I just like to say Russian to make it simple. But actually, Bosnia was where I was born...well for the first few days of my life, after that I was...*counts on her fingers for a little while, ticking off countries in her mind* Uhm...too many to remember...but it all came together in Russia, since it was so big and that's where we finally set down.
[26-17:07] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods, listening* Born and raised here. But being raised in Russia must have been quite interesting.
[26-17:09] a39, *Harmonia : ((*profile update*))
[26-17:12] 595, *Katya Yudin: Maybe if you were brought up "correctly" *Quotation marks with fingers* But it isn't that great when your parents are on the run and going from job to job to just get by...it wasn't the best of histories to grow up with.
[26-17:13] a39, *Harmonia : I can believe it. From the looks of it though, you seem to have come out of it with a strong will and sense of self. Always good things to have.
[26-17:13] c36, *Alberto: ((*pic test*))
[26-17:13] a39, *Harmonia : ((as to your pondering on ruining the fun alberto. Up to you))
[26-17:19] 595, *Katya Yudin: Yes, but...as I like to put it....A different path to gain what I have would have been nice. But..beggers can't be choosers..so at least I came out of it alright, but to get on with the story...well in Russia jobs started to get sparser and sparser, even I had joined in as soon as I was old enough to work, but regualr jobs weren't cutting it...that's when my parents took a good look at me and discovered...well...they discovered what a beautiful woman I had grown into and...put me to work of a different kind, if you know what I mean.
[26-17:20] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and a look of compassion will show on her face for a brief instant. She is listening intently*
[26-17:26] 595, *Katya Yudin: Yeah...*Pauses for a moment, reflecting on what happened, taking the glass and getting an ice cube out to chew on* I became a lady of the night...still am, but now it's kind of a "to get by" sort of job. Needless to say I was high-priced, but I was always told it was well worth it..pfft...I hated being used like that, some one night thing for whomever had the right amount of money...I became very angry with both of them, claiming they were looking for jobs to stop using me as a whore, but why should they when they could just live moderaly comforably off of what I brought in? *Shrugs*
[26-17:27] c36, *Alberto: *the door to the bar is gently pushed open.. a large towering figure stands there for a few moments before he moves down those few steps... at least three more man dressed in black armani suits and ties follow in behind that figure.. once those few bulky men take their seats the door swings open one last time... that cocky looking fellow emerging through it.. his hair slicked back.. a dark crimson silk dress shirt rests beneath a darkend grey suit.. the collar of the shirt just barely resting out over the shoulders of the suit.. those dark goldish green eyes shift over his surroundings and the two beautiful ladies that plague his presence... a small smile comes to take hold of his lips as he moves past the table the boys seem to be sitting at.. coming to lean against the bar pulling out a platinum clipped wad of fifties from the breast pocket hidden inside his suit jacket... gently placing it down on the bartop he slides it across to Harmonia* we wish to buy out this bar for the evening.. but if you don't mind.. please stay awhile... it give me great honor *that thick italian accent sounding out beneath that deep silken toned voice*
[26-17:31] a39, *Harmonia : *she looks at Alberto and the money on the counter. She looks at Katya with a "What do you think look?" on her face. She looks back at Alberto* I do not see a problem with you buying out the bar the evening. *she notices something about Alberto but at this point she can't put her finger on it. She looks at Katya then back to Alberto*
[26-17:34] 595, *Katya Yudin: ...*Studies the men as they come in, glad she didn't say that all after they came in. This man was obviously made of money from what she could tell, and the bodyguards just topped the cake. She glances to Harmonia then back to Alberto as he pulls out a large amount of moeny, eyes widening slightly at the sight and she follows the movement with her eyes before catching Harmonia's "message". Shrugs in response, looking up at Alberto and tilting her head to the side*
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[26-17:42] c36, *Alberto: *he casts his gaze about the women slightly... giving a small smile before tilting his head in a nod toward Katya* a pleasure to meet you two fine.. young women.. *he allows his gaze to slip over his shoulder at the men who seem to be staring.... a swirl of dark smoke like colors pass over his eyes a moment but can barely be seen in the dim light of the room... the men seem to turn away from him.. turning back to Harmonia he smiles once again.. his hand going down into the left pocket of his pants pulling out four one hundred dollar bills only to pass them over towards Harmonia once again* and i would like to order four bottle of Merlot and eight wine glasses.. *but if one were to look there is only five men in this bar.. which means he will probably be having company tonight*
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[26-17:44] 9ed, Phaedra: *Closely follows Albeto but stays riggid at the door mearly peering in with timid almost scared eyes...she doesnt wish to be judged as she so often is*
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[26-17:45] a39, *Harmonia : *she looks at him and nods. She'll get the bottles of Merlot and the wine glasses. Counting the people here and thinking to herself. She looks at Alberto* May I inquire as to when the others will be coming by?
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[26-17:47] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Nods and smiles back politely, turning back to her empty glass and swirling the ice cubes around before gulping all but one down, sucking on the ice cube quietly, wondering what money like his was doing in a place like this, shouldn't he be at some high class reataurant or club? Because this seriously doesn't seem the place for him to be right now...but keeps her peace and just sits there, fidgetting a little*
[26-17:49] 287, Caine Lupas: *rising from a dense pool of shadow in the corner of the bar he steps into te room still draped with darkness. No clothing distinguishable*
[26-17:51] 287, Caine Lupas: ((is lurker:*wave to Katya*))
[26-17:52] 9ed, Phaedra: *just watches the crowed of people not daring to move just yet just wants to judge what there temprements are*
[26-17:53] c36, *Alberto: *he gives a little raise of his brow as she asks this question... motioning two of the men over before he turns to grab two glass in each hand* they will be here shortly.. it's just.. business.. *he gives a simple smile then a small wink... watching as the two men take the last four glasses and two of the four bottles of Merlot... moving over to the table they take a seat.. popping the first bottle open he pours a glass for each person sitting at his table*((does Caine have anything to do with the underworld or anything of that sort?))
[26-17:54] 287, Caine Lupas: ((sorta. Caine is vamp))
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[26-17:54] 595, *Katya Yudin: ((Oh heyya lurker! *waves back*))
[26-17:54] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and looks at Katya* Would you like a refill?
[26-17:55] c36, *Alberto: ((*grins* ok... thank you))
[26-17:58] 595, *Katya Yudin: Love one *Pushes her glass forward, smiling weakly. She leans in close to Harmonia, speaking in a quiet voice* That guy...he makes me very nervous...wouldn't ever think I'd see big money around here...y'know? *Leans back, glancin over her shoulder as she hears the popping of the bottle, shivering slightly*
[26-17:59] 287, Caine Lupas: ((*nods*sure))*walking towards the bar the shadows around him become black leather pants,white t, and a studded leather trench*
[26-17:59] 9ed, Phaedra: *She watches Harmonia closely and desideds she doesnt seem to be nasty or anythnig ..then watches Katya thinking she seems nice enough..her eyes gliding to Alberto who was buying drinks so he obviously wasnt a threat...but her eyes fall on Caine and something unsettles her about him but she enters slowly anyway moving to the furthest point away from everyone and just observing kweeping hjer purrs to a dull murmer*
[26-18:01] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll get the same drink as before and hand it to her. She'll lean in close to Katya speaking in a quiet voice also.* I am also confused about that. I've never had someone come in and flash this type of money. *she'll see Caine and smile at him* Hello. What can I get ya
[26-18:03] 287, Caine Lupas: *gazing around the room he takes a stool at the bar, glancing for the barkeep, keeping to himself.*
[26-18:04] 287, Caine Lupas: Hmm? Oh , nothing yet.
[26-18:04] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll look at Alberto again then back to Caine* Let me know when you want something
[26-18:05] 287, Caine Lupas: *nods grimly*Not a problem. Thanks.
[26-18:06] 9ed, Phaedra: *She watches people Caine inparticular but trying hard not to stare*
[26-18:09] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Looks over to Caine and studies him, though doesn't try to blatantly make it clear that she's doing it. As soon as the drink is handed to her, she pulls out her wallet and lays a five on the table, but quickly puts it back in it's place. Now glances between ALberto and Caine, getting a bad feeling from the both of them*
[26-18:09] 287, Caine Lupas: *turning back to the bar he motions for Harmonia* I think I'l take a drink now, uhh got anything special?
[26-18:11] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll notice this about Katya. SHe says in a quiet voice* Don't show that you are getting a bad vibe from them. *she looks at Caine, a smile on her face* Nope, what would you like, anything in particular that you like
[26-18:12] 9ed, Phaedra: *licks her lips gently..despite being thristy holds back getting a drink just yet just standing in a corner observing...her ear twitching lightly to the slightest of sounds...tail lightly twitching as she crosses her arms*
[26-18:13] 287, Caine Lupas: *leans over the bar to whisper in her ear*Ya, got a fresh glass of vitae?
[26-18:14] 595, *Katya Yudin: *Nods and holds back with the uh..vibe gathering..despite how hard it is she manages to regain her calm, sipping on the drink every now and then and wondering what Alberto may be doing over at his table*
[26-18:16] a39, *Harmonia : *she thinks a moment and nods. She'll o to shuffle somethings around the bar, grabbing a glass and pouring the drink for Caine. SHe hands it to him* There ya go
[26-18:17] 287, Caine Lupas: *give her a meloncholious smie*Thanks sweetheart, how much is that?
[26-18:18] 9ed, Phaedra: *Shen ponders and trhe dry sensation is unabarable as she slinks quietly to the bar waiting for Harmonia to finish serving*
[26-18:19] a39, *Harmonia : First drink is always free. *She sees Phaedra and smiles, moving over to her* What can I get ya
[26-18:20] 9ed, Phaedra: *she leans forqward and whsipers the word milk in a quiet low tone as if embarressed to ask for the drink*
[26-18:21] 9ed, Phaedra: (so cant spell to save herself)
[26-18:21] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll smile and nod getting her the milk and handing it to her* There ya go. *she'll speak in a quiet voice* Don't be ashamed to ask for milk, everyone is welcome here
[26-18:21] 287, Caine Lupas: Thanks much*takes a deep swallow frol his glass, an' scans the room picking up on the mix of cratures in the room*
[26-18:23] 9ed, Phaedra: *She smiles warmly to Harmonia*thank you*tone still low before her feline eyes search round the room again*
[26-18:26] a39, *Harmonia : No problem. *she'll lean against the bar again, her eyes scanning the room, still wondering about Alberto*
[26-18:26] 287, Caine Lupas: *finishing off his firts glass he motions for another as he reach es in his pants pocket*How much?
[26-18:29] a39, *Harmonia : *thinks for a moment and goes to refill his glass. she'll hand it to him* 5
[26-18:31] 9ed, Phaedra: *she desideds to sit on a stool after Harmonias words relaxing abit*
[26-18:31] 287, Caine Lupas: *pulling out his billfold he puts a 20 on the bar*While yuir at it take a $10 tip just r shiggles & gits*grins wondring why he's being watched*
[26-18:33] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles at him and nods* Thanks. *She looks around and starts to clean some glasses, keeping an eye on the people in the bar*
[26-18:34] 287, Caine Lupas: *taking his glass nods to Harmonia an' slides off his stool haeding for Albertos' table*
[26-18:34] 9ed, Phaedra: *she sits quietly at her stoll sipping her milk and purring in a content fashion..not even seeming uneasy about Caine*
[26-18:37] 9ed, Phaedra: (*stool even)
[26-18:40] 377, ºEnvy: *peeks*
[26-18:42] 9ed, Phaedra: (*licks env*)
[26-18:42] 9ed, Phaedra: (*licks envy aswell)
[26-18:43] 377, ºEnvy: *is licked?* who's licking me?
[26-18:44] 9ed, Phaedra: (lizzy)
[26-18:45] 377, ºEnvy: OH! *snuggle* want registered, babe?
[26-18:46] 9ed, Phaedra: (yes please sexy)
[26-18:47] 9ed, Phaedra: (man its suddenly gone dead in here i dont have flease honest)
[26-18:48] 377, ºEnvy: meh. the party gets started when I'm here
[26-18:49] a39, *Harmonia : (*hugs Envy* Of course it gets started when you're here. *pokes Alberto*)
[26-18:51] 377, ºEnvy: (*huggles the bajezuz out of Harmonia*)
[26-18:52] 287, Caine Lupas: *as he walks away from the bar a pool of shadow appears in the middle of the floor an' swollows him leaving an emty clean glass behind*
[26-18:53] 377, ºEnvy: I don't think Alberto is still here. he's not on AIM
[26-18:53] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:47pm, July 26 (CDT) ).
[26-18:53] JOIN: Phaedra has entered.
[26-18:54] a39, *Harmonia : (*nods and thinks*)
[26-18:54] 9ed, *Phaedra: (mmm sorted)
[26-18:56] 377, ºEnvy: *could slip IC if needed*
[26-18:57] 287, Caine Lupas: ((Going OCC for a bit people. been irt drinking))
[26-18:58] 377, ºEnvy: shoot... I have wine in my fridge from my birthday... but it needs strawberries
[26-19:01] JOIN: Caine Lupas has entered.
[26-19:02] 377, ºEnvy: Caine, if you whip me up a little char sheet, I'll get you registered
[26-19:03] 287, Caine Lupas: ((how so))
[26-19:03] 377, ºEnvy: how so?
[26-19:05] 287, Caine Lupas: registered?
[26-19:06] 377, ºEnvy: I'm the masta. I do the registering.
[26-19:07] 287, Caine Lupas: ((so the force is storng with you))
[26-19:07] 377, ºEnvy: *taught Yoda all he knows*
[26-19:08] 287, Caine Lupas: ((*lol*))
[26-19:09] 287, Caine Lupas: ((okay I need to get my char sheets so I get envy thing right.how woulde I send it to you?))
[26-19:10] 287, Caine Lupas: ((*every))
[26-19:11] 377, ºEnvy: yep. my contact info is in the "contact" thread right up there by the banner
[26-19:12] 377, ºEnvy: as long as it's not V:tM or any other WOD char, you can do it over messenger.
[26-19:14] 287, Caine Lupas: ((It's a V:tm char))
[26-19:15] 377, ºEnvy: I'd need that in an e-mail then. I need to check it out closer
[26-19:16] 287, Caine Lupas: ((okay I'll get it to ou as soon as I can))
[26-19:17] 377, ºEnvy: coo'
[26-19:18] 287, Caine Lupas: ((I've played this char for quite some time so a few of his stats are really high))
[26-19:18] 377, ºEnvy: that's alright. I just need to check it out
[26-19:20] 287, Caine Lupas: ((okay then. I'll get started on it A.S.A.P, ttly I've g2g the kids up))
[26-19:20] 377, ºEnvy: alrighty
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[26-19:42] 377, ºEnvy: Have I killed my own room? *le gasp*
[26-19:43] 377, ºEnvy: bbiab
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: *Currently outside one of the bigger nighttime clubs of Downtown L.A. smoking a cigarette and watching the smoke trail into the air as she exhales. Even from outside, the concrete walls can't do much to contain the electronica beats and bass busting club music beating inside, either it's that loud or Katya must be leaning back against a speaker because she can feel the rythem ever so slightly on her back, a mini massage so to say. She winks and flashes a smile to all who pass, letting the young men oogle her as they go by with their girlfriends.* Ahh...feel so sexy...*Giggles lightly, taking another drag from the cigarette and flicking the spent butt off into the street*: *pushes her way out of said club dressed in her favorite slinky shiney clubbin' outfit, her dark hair curled into ringlets. As soon as she's out, she searches through her purse for her pager, which she finds after some frustrated digging. Glaring down at the number, she throws it back in and heads to a pay phone*: (whoop need my green): *Lights up another cigarette, glancing around the exit to the club at Marley. She quirks an eyebrow at her and watches discreetly as she heads to the payphone, ironicly in front of Katya's present position*: ((Sorry 'bout that, sister had to show me something stupid..*rolls eyes*)): (it happens to the best of us): ((Sadly enough..)): *picks up the phone and dials the number. A hacker friend taught her years ago how to avoid charges. Putting her weight on one foot, she leans against the edge of the booth, speaking quietly into the receiver*: Heyya handsome...*As some man walks by, his head immeaditly snapping to attention at her voice. She giggles and trails a finger along his chest, pulling him in close to whisper a few sweet nothings into his ear, pecking his cheek afterward and pushing with one finger on his chest. Dumbfounded, he stands there, mouth agape. Katya holds back a fit of laughter until he begins walking away, bumping into the bouncer at the front, which gives him a new focus of attention for the moment while Katya just laughs*: *hangs up the phone and pulls her black cloves out, tapping one from the box before tossing it back in. Oh well... this place wasn't all that great tonight anyway. She places the cigarette between her painted red lips as she digs for a lighter... which doesn't seem to be there* shit...: What seems to be the problem hun? *Taps some ash from her cigarette away, bringing it up for another drag. She digs in one of her pockets to produce a nice little torch lighter, which she flicks on for Marley to see*: *stops digging and looks up. A little smile creeps across her lips and she removes the cigarette and points with it to the lighter* I don't have mine.: *Pushes off the wall and walks over to her, smiling as she holds the lighter up and cups a hand around the flame. Once lit, she steps back and puts the lighter away, glancing around* So...how is it in there? *Grins slightly, letting the cigarette hang from her lips dangerously* Got a nice little backrub from that wall over there...helps ya relax if you're in need of it...*Chuckles*: *leans forward to put the cigarette into the flame. When she drags the smoke through the cigarette, it crackles lightly as cloves do.* It's been better. *smiles again, a thin line of sweet smelling smoke drifting off* I'm already having better luck out here.: Oh? *Raises an eyebrow slightly* I'd think that all in all with everyone dancing...hot beats...bodies sweating...perhaps drugs...? Think that you'd be getting plenty of attention in there...*SMiles slightly, taking a whiff of the smoke she exhales, sighing contently*: You'd think, wouldn't you? *shrugs lightly* Besides, I get all of that bullshit at work... which I've just been called into.: Work, huh? Where's that? *Looks Marley over, judging from her general attire it's either a callgirl or stripper*: *as if every waitress and secretary in the club isn't dressed the same way... but that doesn't make Katya any less right* At the Burning Bush just down town.: *Laughs* You've got to be kidding me, right? ...You're the third person I've met that knows about that place...*Shakes her head* And the second that works there! Oh boy...hey...mind if I come? I can share the cabfare and I've been meaning to get there since I heard about it...: It's a small world. *takes another drag of the cigarette* of course you can come... though you may take some of my business *drops her a little wink and steps closer to the street to hail a cab*: Well I promise to not do any of that...I'll be there to watch just like the lot of them. Do you know a girl named Damali? Arabic, cute, sexy as hell, and does a bellydance that entrances any who watch?: *nods as a cab rolls over to the curb and she opens the door* Of course I do. I'm working up an act with her sister, actually *waves a hand for Katya to get into the cab first*: Thank you..*Slides into the cab first, scooting over to the left for Marley to get in as well. She crosses one leg over the other and rests an arm on the door* Well...she and I met a little while ago and last night at the laundromat...wow...hot hot hot hot hot...*Smirks, rolling down the window and flicking the spent ash out, speaking to the driver* Burning Bush strip club, please.: *slides in right behind her and closes the door. She opens her mouth to give the cabby directions, but smiles as Katya beats her to it. She glances at the 'No Smoking' sign as she smokes her cigarette... yet the cabby says nothing about it*: So what kind of act are dreaming up with her, hmm? *Continuing the conversation from outside the club*: We haven't really talked about it very much, but I'm the leather clad bitch and she's the pyromaniac *shrugs, blowing smoke out the window* How can we go wrong with that?: *Laughs lightly* The leather clad bitch, huh? So you're into the domination/submission thing huh? *Watches her for a moment, smiling at the attitude she puts off*: On stage at least... it's taking on a character. I have a blast with it and so do the guys. Can't beat a job where you get paid for smacking around jackasses.: Mmm...indeed. *Imagines herself in that position, smacking someone hard across the face and having them moan in excstasy or some such...nah, shaked her head* Eh...not me, unless it was someone who I earnestly thought deserved it...: ohhh *laughs, a low flowing laugh* I assure you that they deserve it.: *Shakes her head* THis world...I tell ya...: (*waves to the Ghetto fabulous Jayde*) *turns her head to look out the window as the cab slows to a halt in front of the Bush* It's a living. *she grins and opens the door*: *got out of the cab, too*: *Follows her out, paying the cabby whatever it is they owed and slips into like with Marley* Say I never got your name...mine's Katya.: ((*wave to Jayde too*)): *Line: *and the girl paid for the ride without yelling at her... maybe there's hope for this city yet. She walks past the little crowd waiting to get in to the back door, looking back over her shoulder* We use the back door because it's better protected *and sure enough, waiting outside of the back door are two beefy bouncers who nod and open the door for the both of them*: (*waves to Harmonia, too*): ((*ditto*)): ((*waves to both* Hey, how are ya both doing?)): ((Doin good))
: (oh yes): *Nods to both the bouncers, already knowing this could be relativly safe place to work and go to. And she doesn't forget about that cab fare, maybe just a favor later on, It wasn't terribly large, but still, she's keep it in her mind*: *is just so rude like that! They're instantly assaulted by some generic 80's pop tune. Music like that did it's job, but it wasn't really her style* It's not that bad of a place to work. Cecile won't fuck you over like most places will.: Well that's good to know, Damali told me that the average for a dancer is around forty per dance, the real money being made elsewhere...how big of a cut does the house get?: *steps out of one of the best showers she's ever taken... days of sweat gone down the drain. She pulls her robe from the back of the door and wraps a towel around her head before going out of the bathroom and into her bedroom to shift through her drawers for the most comfortable clothes that she can find*: (color) They get half and we keep all tips, which can be quite considerable if you're good.: DOesn't sound to bad actually..*Looks around the club more, looking at the various dancers on stage right now and kind of getting lost in the action*: (again)
: (and icon): ((icon((: It's not bad at all *as careless as she tends to be, she's not saying too much about the place right away. As Katya said herself, running into Damali, then herself is quite a coincidence... the kind that happens when undercover cops start sniffing around*: *still has the same car from the day before, almost in exactly the same condition as it was when he’d finally brought it home. He hadn’t felt like cleaning it out when he got home. He’d pretty much just gone home and passed out, he’d slept most of the day. He’d finally woken up and remembered first thing that he’d said he was going to visit Kailynn. He’d gotten up and gotten dressed, taken care of a few things he should have done already, then finally gone downstairs and to the car and driven over to Kailynn’s. He gets out and locks the car, putting the alarm on and walking up to the door, pushing the buzzer for Kailynn’s apartment*: *comes back out of her room in a pair of pj shorts and a tank top... her air conditioning hadn't been turnd on in days and it's hotter than hell in her apartment. She stops drying her hair long enough to push the buzzer, hoping against hope that it's not that detective* Yes?: *Far from the undercover cop that she may think she is...and well...the only cop she's ever met was that one. She remains silent, looking around in a kind of awe at the place*: *smiles and turns her head to look back at Katya* Well? Is it your style?: *is glad that it’s actually her answering this time and not someone else he would have to deal with* Hey, it’s me.: Mmhmmm most definetly. *Grins and nods enthusiasticly* I can't wait to meet up with Damali again, this will be so fun! *Exclaims as she takes a look at her watch* Oh...oh my...I'm afraid I have to go..*Begins to go, but turns around* And I haven't forgotten about that cab fare! *laughs and is out of the club, hailing a cab*: *smiles a little and pushes the buzzer to open the outter door. Even with the crappy speaker system, she recognizes his voice. She's just good with things like that*: *just chuckles and goes to find Chaz to see what was so pressing that she had to leave in the first place*: *will be cleaning the bar the people that came in now gone, it being a slow night*: *walks in and makes sure the door shuts behind him before he walks upstairs to her apartment, and stops in front, knocking on the door*: *opens the door when he's in mid-knock since she's still standing there from buzzing him in* Hi... *steps back, allowing him in*: Hey *steps inside the apartment, probably looking just as uncomfortable as he had the first time he’d been in here* How are you feeling today?: Much better, still pretty tired, but better. *closes the door behind him. She has to wonder if he's always this nervous around people, or if it's just her... and if it's just her, why does he keep coming around* Thanks for coming by: Good that your feeling better *puts his hands in his pockets while talks, aware that he’s looking nervous, but he doesn’t really know what to do about it* And it’s no problem…I wanted to be sure you were okay and you got home alright.: Yeah. They were pretty great, actually. A nurse rode with me in the cab and everything *extends a hand towards the couch* You want to sit down? I could get you a drink?: Sitting yes, drink no *smiles a little as he walks over to sit on the couch, mostly saying no to the drink because he felt bad about making her do anything, even that, considering she just got out of the hospital earlier in the day*: *sits on the couch as well, leaving a comfortable distance between them, her stringy wet hair hanging down in dark red tendrils... it usually curls when wet* I wanted to thank you again for bringing my clothes. I hadn't really felt up to Marley's bullshit.: Yeah, she seemed…well she seemed like a bitch from the few minutes I talked to her. Why was she the one getting your clothes? There had to be someone better then that. She didn't seem like someone anyone would want to risk having to see when they were in the hosptial: *shrugs one shoulder* Nobody else has been around long enough to know where I live, except our boss and she's been pretty busy: Ah *nods, starting to feel a little more relaxed the more time that passes* It’s good I showed up then, I’m glad I could spare you from that: *her brows knit together, just briefly* Why? Why have you been coming around at all? Not that I don't enjoy the company, but you just seem to always want to be anywhere else but here.: That’s not true *tenses up as he speaks, the same instincts being used here as when someone physically attacked him, even though there isn’t any real reason for that, it’s just all he knows* I come here because I want to. I don’t know what other reason you want. If I didn’t want to be here I wouldn’t be here. I’m just not good with people outside of my job. But if that’s not a good enough reason, I can just go.: *blinks quite a few times, as she hadn't expected a reaction like that. But she must have said something wrong* I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I guess I'm not very good with people outside of my job either.: *his face falls into a frown. He’d over reacted, he hadn’t meant to, but he still wasn’t sure how else to have reacted* I…I wasn’t offended. I just…I don’t know how else to react. How about I try to take into account you’re not good at dealing with people outside of your job, and you take into account the same thing about me?: Sounds like a deal. So, what is your job? *It's usually not in her nature at all to ask any questions about anyone's personal life, but... she can't think of anything else to say*: ** walks inside.. he pays the cover and sits in front of the stage watching ... well we all know what happens there**: Well…how bad do you want to know, because I’d say chances are at abut 80% that you’ll kick me out and never want to see me again if I tell you *is exactly tense anymore, but he’s not really relaxed either, for some reason he can’t consciously comprehend he said what he did. He figured maybe this would finally be when that little voice in his head telling him the smart thing to do was to never see Kailynn again would be given a good reason to be heard, and if not…well he’s pretty sure there isn’t a not.*: *since he's not as tense, she laughs. Not mocking in any way, but certainly a little amused* Are you kidding me? You've seen where I work: I’m actually completely serious. *pauses for a moment, then kinda has a ‘what the hell’ moment* I’m an assassin. I kill people for money. That’s why I have all the medical equipment at home and I hate hospitals and paperwork: *stares at him, waiting for any kind of look, branding her a sucker for falling for it this long* Oh... *just keeps waiting for it.*: I can go now if that’s better….*can tell she’s waiting for the ‘just kidding’ or something, but there isn’t one, and he’s not going to lie about it. And he’d already planned on her telling him to get the hell away from her after he said it anyway*: Oh *a bit lower this time as she realizes he was serious* No, you don't have to go *runs a hand through her wet hair to get it out of her face* You could have lied, you know.: I could have, but I didn’t feel like it *shrugs, though he’s actually not sure what to think now. Never had he considered any other reaction other than to be kicked out.*: *ah... so his paranoia about being followed and telling makes sense now... though most people in this city are paranoid* So... is this the part where you drop something huge on me, then threaten to kill me? *raises a brow, still not all that defensive*: Not unless your planning on trying to kill me first or call the cops *smiles slightly, then drops it again* I don’t kill people unless it’s a job, they come after me first, or I know they are going to try and get me arrested or worse. I don’t think I have to worry about you, so why would I threaten you?: Well, it's not like you haven't before. *though she stays cool and collected, it's quite a blow. Of course the only decent person that she's come across in years is a killer. Oh well. Like she has any room to judge someone's morals* Don't worry. I try to stay away from cops as much as possible.: I’m not worried about it *shrugs, he wasn’t worried about it. He wouldn’t have said anything at all if he thought he had to worry about it* I’m just…surprised to still be sitting here.: Shock, I guess. *Maybe that's part of the truth, but she just really can't seem to must up enough revulsion to throw him out. And then, in a burst of stupidity, she has the urge to shock him as well* I'm a whore, so I guess I have no grounds to throw you out.: ((*Points* Whore is not a nice word. You should say... Hooker!)): *as she isn't on the street hooking, then she's not a hooker*: *okay, that was not what he had been expecting at all. He’d know about the strip club, but that was the only thing about it that he’d know about, and then the music store* Oh…I…didn’t realize that…I thought you just worked at the club and that music store…I didn’t know that it was club that went that far…*and now he’s completely at a loss for words and forces himself to stop rambling just to be saying something*: ((Good point.)): I got fired from the music store for having to call in all the time. I liked that job, but it didn't pay the bills. *just keeps watching him* Yeah... the club goes as far as the customers want.: Oh…I didn’t know…*stares at the coffee table for a moment before he looks back up at her* That doesn’t mean you don’t have the right to kick me out.: Maybe not, but I think it certainly levels the field a little. *clears her throat, brushing it all off* So do you have any plans for tonight? One of the bouncers brought over a stack of movies. He's very worried that I'm going to get bored while I have to stay in here.: No…coming to check on you was pretty much the only thing I had planned…I don’t have a lot of hobbies…and I’m laying off work for a while until my shoulders healed *shifts a bit on the couch, he hadn’t thought about his shoulder for a while, and he didn’t seem to notice it anymore unless he was specifically thinking about it*: Good. Then I'll thank him for the both of us (night kids. I'm outta here): *comes in, removing her sunglasses which she'd been wearing since it actually was sunny out. Her leather pants are worn so often, that they don't even squeak anymore as she walks. Her jet black hair curled into ringlets again... quite uncharacteristic with her leathers and generally hostile demeanor*: *uses her arms to push herself up a little from the ground, leaning way over the bar to whisper in the bartender's ear. She's grinning as her feet drop back down onto the floor*: *turns her gaze from the bartender to the offer of a cigarette* Always. *slides the cigarette from the pack and holds it betweer her lips, waiting for a light*: *leans into the cigarette. The bartender gives her a dangerous look as he sets a drink down in front of her. She only drops him a wink, then turns her attention back to Caine* Watch your back.: (that should be *leans towards the flame with the cigarette*... bah): *holds out the hand that isn't holding the cigarette* Cassandra... and if you want to know why, then you should pick up a newspaper: (right I guess): (aye! come in come in!): *With Damali seeming to be visiting the Depot with more and more frequency, Jihan has been looking for a place she can drink alone from either of the other Aloulas. Having seen Before the Dawn bar as she's been strolling through town, she's decided to visit it, not making the connection with undead*: *the tips of her own tattoo on her abdomen are quite visible since her shirt ends just above her belly button* I guess you just have to live here a while *ashes her cigarette onto the floor as she picks up her drink* (the stats in an e-mail will be just fine): ((why bother with stats?)): ((because I absolutely require it for VtM characters *pokes cookie*): ((okay. :P)): *laughs, a light... yet almost cruel sound* You've never lived in a city before?: ((just go as you please az)) *Jihan looks about the bar and decides she likes this place's less savory feel*: (there really isn't one really. you can check out the board, though. there's a few things going on): *looks over Caine's shoulder and whistles at Jihan* I don't have any complaints about it at all.: *goes pause for a bit*: (profile test): (*swats self* duh): *sips her drink before setting it back on the bar* It depends on what your into... so... what are you into?: ((*returns*)) *rae's seeing Marley... wonders if it would be interupting if she joined them. She looks over Caine and presumes that he's not her normal clientel, so she's probably be okay. She saunters over to a seat by them and orders some rum*: *watches Jihan's every step before returning her attention to Caine* I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific... I don't know whether to point to you DisneyLand or a peep show.: (test again): *gives Marley a sly smirk*: *raises a very amused brow, along with a corner of her mouth in a smirk* Forward, aren't you?: *the moment Caine's words leave his lips, Jihan is looking for a place to move to. A proffession that ranges into prostitution is all well and good, but its not going to put her on international criminal lists*: *shrugs one shoulder* Unfortunately, men like that don't tend to confide much in me. *doesn't mean that she doesn't know them, of course... just then tend not to brag to her kind like most "respectable" customers do*: ((*debates rping*)): (*thumbs up to Caine while luring Harmonia in with strawberry Kool Aid): ((Strawberry Kool aid! *grabs the kool aid and downs it* Now are you bartending marley or no?)): *looks breifly at the card, then sticks it in the back pocket of her pants before smiling back up at him, the same malicious smile that she always has* I'll keep it in mind (Marley's not a 'tender, darling.): (*laughs* long day. *slips IC*) *walks from downstairs and looks around the bar, seeing only a few people. She walks behind the bar and smiles at the two* Hello: *has by now moved from Marley and her "friend" to a part of the bar a bit further down*: (tests everything): *raises a brow, watching him move, then her dark eyes shift back to Jihan* You're scaring all of my new friends away *smiles at her, then at Harmonia.* Can I get another drink please. Rum and cherry coke *slides the empty glass back to her*: *she nods taking the glass and getting the drink, hands it back to her* There ya go: Another rum for me too. *smirks at Marley* Are you sure you want a friend that throws up so many red flags? At least he could have the courtesy to use code.: *she nods at Jihan and gets her drink, giving her the glass* There ya go: Thanks. *gives Harmonia a smile that can't quite be considered warm, but not malicious*: *lifts up her drink and sips leisurely* You know me.... I'm never one to turn down a new friend.: (*takes pictures to sell to porn sites... is gonna be rakin in the dough*: Cause you toss away the old ones so quick. *gives her a smirk*: (*laughs and yawns* Sleep is good.) *will start to clean some glasses, keeping an eye on the patrons in the bar*: *shrugs... what she says is true* Hey... what can I say? When something gets old, you throw it out. *looks at Harmonia*: Guess I'll have to keep my part of the act fresh.: *looks at Marley and perks a brow, she'll put down her glass and start to wipe down the bar, trying to keep herself busy*: What about you? Do you toss things when they get stale? *leans over onto the bar a little, nothing kind in her eyes what so ever, even though she smiles*: *she'll stop cleaning the bar and look at Marley* If you're talking to me yes and no: Nope. I put them in a small bottle then pull them out later, so they are fresh once again.: Yeah, I'm talking to you... what do you mean, yes and no.: Somethings I do, somethings I don't. All depends on my mood: *watches Marley's preditory questioning, amused. Marley may be mortal, but she takes a page from Jihan in her youth*: *picks up her drink, eternally gratefull that she's looked over 21 since she was about 15* Good luck with your moods and your bottles... I have business to attend to. *winks at Jihan and saunters over to Caine, obviously quite used to soaking up all of the attention in a room, whether it is good attention or not*: *she nods and shakes her head a little bit thinking to herself* ((*pokes Marius IC*)): (forget poking.... physcially DRAAAAGS Marius IC): *gives Marley a friendly raspberry then looks to Harmonia again, sipping the last of her current rum* Another rum? *Harmonia might notice that Jihan's on her sixth one and doesn't look anywhere near buzzed much less drunk*: (awww... Poor Vinnie Perez always in B-Rate sequels): ((*waves to Mothmonstar*)): (*drags Moth in too!*): *she nods to Jihan and gets her another one. She looks at her and perks a brow* I take it you don't get buzzed easily? ((*looks at Marius* Come on, it'll be fun *waves to Moth* Hey)): *grins* I've had a long time to build up a tollerance. I still enjoy the fire in the belly though.
: (*waves to Jihan and Harmonia*): ((good actor though and does do justice to the b-rate sequels)): ((*realizes it's time to switch icons*)): ((*waves to Victor*)): *she nods and leans back against the bar. She looks around and sighs*: ((not even the Governator?)): *is indeed quite predatory. She leans against the table, bringing her drink to rest near her stomach* You always run off when two women show interest in each other?: (They tried. And besides in the first one Anne Rice had complete control, in Queen of the Damned she had no say): (he is... poor guy. A better script would have done wonders to that movie): *sips her drink and curls her lips into an almost impish grin, enjoying the burning sensation as it goes down the hatch* You look like you'd rather be elsewhere.: Politeness will get you nowhere in this city.: *she turns to see Marius and smiles, being the bartender and all. SHe'll feel the cold aura and shiver slightly. She notes something is different about him* Hello. What can I get you? (I agree, they should've done one book instead of combining two): *notices the aura and glances back to see Marius. She immediately recognizes him from the Burning Bush. The thoughts "Sit here and die" are looped through her mind, but she turns her head back to Harmonia to avoid looking at him*: *naturally, as Marius is a well dressed man, he catches her eye, but her eyes shift back to Caine* Well, good luck with that. *finishes her drink and puts the empty glass on his table, before she walks back to Harmonia, dropping a 20 on the bar* Thanks.: http://chat.projectjj.com/tdr/ hehe can guarantee that'll be empty: *she nods to Marley* No problem. *she looks at Marius and looks around the bar, not seeing too many people and shrugs moving out from behind the bar and sits down next to Marius. She extends her hand* Harmonia. And you?: ((Icon and minus the OOC marks)): *she notices the faint hint of goldish silver that flashes across his eyes and she recgonizes the name but she can't place it.* Right back at ya. *She smiles* Marius huh? I've heard stories: *kisses the back of Jihan's neck, but her eyes on Marius the whole time* I'll see you later, darling.: ((Ok)): *Then again, there were other ways to make money. The drugs she had for sale weren't going that well and selling herself on her own wasn't going on that well either...hmm...finishes off one clip and starts on another, gaze catching the panties Damali had somehow slipped into her pocket and the note* Hmm...I wonder...*And the Bush wasn't that bad looking...with the house not taking a killing out of the money she could make too...* Ah, what the hell? Why shouldn't I, anyways? *Sets the half full clip away, stuffing it, along with the ammo, into a secure place before getting up from her bed and going over to the phone, dialing up the number left by the Arabic beauty*: ((I'm gonna be busy for a while. riends just showed up at my house)): ((...curses, foiled again)): ((Yeah...such a tease)): ((*wonders if Marius's internet died*)): (I think it died)): (*raises hand* Me!)): *Ah, well not getting an answer, she leaves a message for her, and hangs up with a frown* Damn...really wanted to see her tongiht too...ah well. *Shrugs and pulls on some clothes, a tight and formfitting black shirt, with a similarly fitting white skirt and finishes it off with black stockings held up by a lacy garter belts around her thighs. She slips on some heels and slips out of her apartment, hopping onto her bike and speeding out of the barking lot, leaving a long skid mark, thick cloud of smoke, and that acrid smell of rubber burning*: (Three of us. Yay!)
: ((Heh, still here, just posting)): *parking lot: *Speeding along on her way to nowhere inparticular*: (My bar): ** walks inside and to the bar**: *she looks up at Zarr and stands heading back behind the bar. She smiles at him* Hey: ** nods** ah, the ever enchanting harmonia, how are you this warm evening?: ** sits infront of her**: *she smiles at him* I am doing well. Kind of a slow night: How are you?: good then, let me buy you a drink. ** speaks in his charasmatic southern accent and looks her in the eyes**: *she'll smile slightly and shake her head* I think I'm good for now. But thank you for the offer: well then how about a budwieser for me?: *she nods and grabs him a bottle of budwieser and hands it to him* There ya go: *strolls down the street, having an hour for a break. A tall, lanky form. Not the body type of a typical bouncer, but he was more than that. He happens to be one of the highest paid bodyguards at the Burning Bush... which means he'd had to have kicked a little ass to be promoted... or even get the job*: i thank you. hw much again: ?: $2.50: *Turns onto the freeway, letting her hair whip back under the helmet. Weaving through traffic, she speeds along, catching the yellow lines going by for only the briefest of seconds while enjoying the cool night air on her legs and bare arms. She's in her own little universe right now, much like the other people in their cars, listening to their radios and being immersed in classical, or rap, or news from around the world. She didn't need that to enjoy her riding, she much rather preferred the wind, the road, and the sounds and feel of the engine rumbling beneath her...that alone was enough for her to enjoy a nice ride*: ** hands her a 20** ill want a few more later on. so what can a guy do to make some money? im gettin sick of just taking money from people ... who.. well dont need money anymore.. if ya know what i mean.: i need a challenge: *she laughs slightly and thinks* You could work here if ya wanted
: *At this hour the room in which she sat would be silent for the most part, so that as he entered she would no doubt be able to hear his steps even upon the old, worn gray carpet underfoot - many of the blemishes upon the gray not showing in the shadows which now encompassed the room for the most part, the only light that from a few computers which had been left on as well as several desk lamps which had been all but forgotten after a days work - he hardly taking notice of this as he would circle about the desk at which she sat, placing a single foam cup upon the edge of her desk from which wisps of steam would rise slowly, not so much as missing a step as he would do so, his own cup of coffee still in hand as he would come to sit across from her, speaking in that deep baritone voice of his to break the relative silence of the large room - it seeming almost eerie for the usually bustling room to be so devoid of activity.* Did you find anything? *Asked just as he would bring the warm coffee from his lips, his eyes narrowing with anticipation.*: doin what?: What can ya do? I need some cooks, and more bartenders: well, i can fight.. and i can make drinks: but i dont cook: see, then I can get you a job: well there is the occasional steak or burger: good: i appreciate it: *she smiles* No problem. Do you need a place to stay? I got some rooms upstairs that the employees use: surely.. sleeping in my car under a bridge with the homeless bothers me: *Grinning from ear to ear from the speed thrill, she pulls off in front of another car, elicitng a bevy of horn honks and flahing lights from the driver, but that doesn't matter to her as she rides down the exit ramp and flashes past a line of waiting cars at the light, zipping in front of another driver turning left, of course, getting the same horn honks and light flashing treatment. Even though it was a random turnoff, she recognizes the street she's on and keeps going, following the path taken last night by the cabbie on it's way to the Burning Bush strip club. Maybe she could find a little action there tonight, watch a floor dance and get some more insights on how to dance from the "professionals".*: *nods* It'll cost you $70 since you work for me. Is that ok?: no problem... what about tournaments? are there any of those around here?: (( hey anyone wanna spar tonight?)): (thinks Katya could totally take you): *she thinks* I am not sure about that. But maybe if I get it ok'd we could have some here: (( yes but you know just as well as i do that Zarr wouldnt fight a girl unless absolutely necessary)): ((Probably could, but not fighting unless provoked)): that would be wonderful i havent had a challenge in a long time: (( could not!)): ((Eh heh...)): *Arching a brow as she would glance to the coffee, a hint of curiosity showing in those dark eyes as he would tilt his head back slightly as he would lean back in his chair which was positioned just across from her - placing the foam cup down amongst the various articles scattered about the desk as his left would move forth to snag the file, turning his eyes down to the tan folder for a moment, though he would glance back up to her before opening it, looking through the contents, considering the name for a moment as well as the names of the others who had been killed thus far..* Do you have anything else? *Doubtful as he would ask this it seemed, as if nothing else, the man who they were after was precise.*: (( im getting tempted now.. tell you what, lets go.... if you win, Zarr will be your slave or you can kill him...if i win, Katya has to be Zarrs slave)): (( if you think about it, its a win win situation for you)): what do i get paid an hour?: I'll see what I can do: ((No thanks, got plans for this char and I don't want ta take a chance)): *she thinks and shrugs* Still figuring that out. I would say around 8 to 10 dollars an hour. Then your tips you have to share with the cooks: (( ok.. though i dont know how you'd be takin a chance if you can beat me but i understand.. id rather my char didnt beat up a girl anyways, it would take away from his whole " i dont hit girls thing" )): (( j/k)): alright: when do i start?: I'll probably just keep 70 of it. For the rent: if i get the job?: Whenever you can start is fine with me: alright... ** finishes his beer** well its slow tonight and i wanna get drunk so how about tomorow night?: *stops my a news stand about ready to close and picks up a paper and a few candy bars. Not for him, of course, but for the girls. Most of them are pulling long nights since one has been gone. He smiles, closed lipped, to the news guy, who returns it... uncustomary for the city, usually, but Gavin is a regular* Thanks Joe. *he starts back to the club, but stops on a bench near by, setting the bag of candy bars next to him to open the paper*: *laughs and shrugs* That works. Tomorrow night then. Wow a day off: *Glancing through the first folder that she had given him rather quickly before closing the brown folder and placing it down upon his lap, not so much as looking to the thing again as she would shift through a few others, both hands coming to fold atop this single file as she would move so carefully through the folders - she not the only one who had noticed that he was getting sloppy, as there had been more evidence at each scene as the killer assumedly got more comfortable with what he was doing - or at least that was thoughts on the matter.*: *Glancing through the first folder that she had given him rather quickly before closing the brown folder and placing it down upon his lap, not so much as looking to the thing again as she would shift through a few others, both hands coming to fold atop this single file as she would move so carefully through the folders - she not the only one who had noticed that he was getting sloppy, as there had been more evidence at each scene as the killer assumedly got more comfortable with what he was doing - or at least that was thoughts on the matter - only a slight nod coming from him, never once losing that vibe that he'd rather be working alone.*: so how about another beer?: *Stops in front of the Burning Bush, pulling off her helmet and shaking her hair free in a pseudo-classic pose that one could see in a lot of movies* Ahh...wonder who's workin tonight...*Looks around, pulling her bike into the parking lot and slipping off gracefully, lighting a cigarette, and walking out. Along the way are a few looks and whistles from the patrons waiting to get in even a few whispered questions of "Does she work here? Damn then that would make the wait worth it!". She just giggles and takes a drag, exhaling a thin stream of smoke from her lips before, and to the disappointment of those patrons, walks away from the club entrance, strolling along*: *she nods handing him another one* There ya go: ** takes it** thanks: No problem. You should know that by now: i do... but i like to say thank you.. you should know that by now: *laughs a little* I know: ** quirks a brow and gives a sly grin** good: *As she would extend yet another folder to him he would simply add the thing to the growing pile on his lap without so much as looking at the contents within, doing the very same with the second as he would again lean back ever so slightly, not even responding with a nod this time, simply extending the folders back across the desk to her, placing them down among the others and reaching out to take his coffee with his right hand.* Aside from the DNA evidence and the fact that he is getting more and more bold about where the attacks take place, what do we know about him? *Already having known about the few facts that she had given him - his deep baritone voice holding an evident hint of frustration.*: *looks around and sighs* It has been a slow week. Jesus: ** upon her saying the word " Jesus" he gets quite the nervous twitch for a moment.. more like a jarring and is suddenly normal again**: *looks at him and blinks* You ok?: ** he quickly chugs his beer** can i have another please?: ** sighs** yeah ill be alright. i cant explaine it: *she hands him another one and shrugs* Just double checking: thanks ** takes the beer, opens it and chugs it to the bottom** its good to know someone gives a shit.: how many does that make for me now?: *she thinks and looks at him* Total is 3: oh i havent even started yet... another one please?: ** she might notice his extreme unease**: *she looks at him and sighs* Spill it. What is wrong: cant do it: someday, if you're alive, you'll see... but i cant tell you: *folds the newspaper and tucks it under his arm as he stands, picking up the little brown bag. With long, even steps he makes his way back towards the club. He doesn't like to use the back door often because he doesn't want to draw much attention to it, so he heads toward the crowded front*: *she perks a brow at this and hands him another beer* Believe me, I'll be here for quite a long time: ** takes the beer** i hope so... but unfortunately we dont have a choice... i tried to make my choice NOT to ber around for whats comming... but seeing as i am the cause of whats comming i have to be .... ive already said way too much: *she blinks at this and sighs* Now you have to try and explain: *Again bringing the coffee to his lips only to finish the drink, shifting to the side to toss the cup in the trashcan at the side of the desk, a moment of hesitation from him before he would reach out to take the top folder, that of the second victim, opening the thin folder and reading over the evidence once again, though without a single witness and without a profile there was next to nothing for the two of them to go on; this no doubt the source of his frustration - having read through the information in this folder at least a dozen times now, nearly all of the facts in the file committed to memory at this point, closing the file and moving on to that of the first victim without so much as looking up to her, glancing through this one almost as quickly.*: i cant tell you.. . you wouldnt believe me: besides, you dont want to know.: ** chugs his beer and sets the bottle on the table**: I think I would believe you. Trust me on that one.: well take a look for yourself.. look inside my mind... i know you can: (( you have an instant messanger that way i dont have to put this all in the room?)): ((yep. MSN. It's on the contact thread)): *Well...changes that last action to goes to the front of the line, waiting for the bouncer to look up from the paper he's reading to notice her. She clasps her arms behind her back and sticks her chest out a bit to get noticed, but still the big guy remains reading his paper...that's okay, she can wait.....and indeed she does. Somewhere in there she mutters something about Bubba and a certain lack of education to the patron behind her, catching him oogling her from behind. She gives him a quick tap on the chin to gain his attention, but that doesn't work as well as she hopes and his attention qucikly goes back to oogling...which she has to admit she doesn't necessarily not enjoy and he does do a fair job of trying to hide it...eh..resumes her waiting*: (( is not.. here ZarrDarkhaven@hotmail.com)): *glides easily through the people and is immediately granted access. He distributes the candy behind the bar for the girls to get when they pick up drinks, then he takes a few to the back room. When he comes back out of the back room, he leans against the door way... his post for the night*: *she'll look at him and nod. She starts to look into his mind, tenitivly at first*: (*pauses*): *she starts to see frightening images of the end of the world, and him being the anti-christ. She'll keep her eyes closed and when she opens them they have bled to the color that they are when she is feeding, a light silverish blue. She looks at him* Now I recognize the name: ** nods** see?: I now understand. *she shakes her head* But there may be a chance that you will not do that: ((*Curses Cookie Monster*)) *After a little bit of waiting, Bubba finally looks up from his paper and notices Katya standing there. She drops him a wink and smiles for him, watching him look her over, noticing he'e really taking his time and trying to make a wise choice on whether or not to let this beauty in.* Hmm? So..? Can I come in...? *Smiles sweetly. He grunts, nodding to the door and letting the rope down for her. A rather rude gesture from her point of view, but at least she can finally go in, sauntering past to give Bubba something to look at before going back to his paper. After entering, she makes her way to the bar, getting some glimpses of dancers here and there, waitresses, and other scantily clad bodies moving about. Taking a seat, she catches a waitresses attention and orders a drink, complimenting her on the outfit and slipping a few dollars into her g-string to make the order quick, turning back to watch the woman on stage continue her act*: nope.. no chance.. im going to do that. further more... im going to save as many of our kind as i can: ((*Makes that "Makes her way to a booth"*)): *his dark eyes constantly scan the room, nobody sticking out as dangerous. He smiles when one of the girls brings him a drink, which he takes back to whoever just came off stage*: *she nods and closes her eyes, they bleed back to their normal color and smiles, it will be a bit of sad smile though* I believe that: good. some day all of us will have to band together and face those who oppose us and ill lead them ** sees Caine and stops talking about it**: *she'll see Caine and smile at him* Hey.: *she nods and gets him the drink handing it to him* There ya go: *Continues watching the woman, the way she sways her hips, the way she uses the pole to swing about and give enticing glimpses to all the customers about. Katya leans forward in her seat, resting her elbows on the table infront of her and watching with certain interest, snippets of the woman's act sneaking thier way into her own, how she could perform for Damali...for anyone really..not being disturbed by even the waitress coming by and deleivering her glass.*: ((Icon change)): ((Heyya)): ** lights a cigarette**: *she smiles* Thanks: *smiles lightly as he comes out and looks around again. Busy night... he'll be pulling in a nice salary tonight.*: Waiting for someone to show up?: *Watche suntil she finishes her drink, thinking she has learned enough and time comes that she should head back to her place and start her practicing again, so she does and slips out of the club* ((Night everyone *yawn* Sorry Gavin if you were hoping to RP, but time just isn't on my side)): (I'm going to bed soon anyhow. G'night hun): *she nods and thinks* I hope they didn't either: hey can i get another beer?: *she looks at Zarr handing him another beer. Looks at Caine and refills his drink* There ya go: thanks. ** opens his beer and chugs it**: *she nods* A few surprises, but a quiet night: ((*waves*)): ( *nods): *she nods and smiles and takes his glass refilling it and adding gin. SHe hands it back to him* I hope it does too: ** looks at harmonia** might aswll just line 'em up ; its gonna be a long night: *looks at Zarr and smiles a little. SHe hands him another one* ~Try and relax, then it might be easier for you~: ive tried to relax my whole existance.. i think ill just drink it all away. but thanks ** sighs**: Don't think that will help Tevesh finishes his shower quickly, drying off. He walks over to his bag and dresses simply.. Brown pair of pants and a black long sleeve shirt. His chin length hair is soaked, sticking to his face.. He smoothes it all out and stretches. Tev puts on his shoes and walks out, turning off the light and locking the door.. Placing the Do Not Disturb sign on the handle. Now, as he walks down the stairs into the bar you would notice (had you seen him before) that he is lacking his cane.. But is still wearing his tophat. His manner is that of a rather troubled man, insane to the worst degree. His eyes reflect the constant battle in his mind, the straining and tearing of his mental barrier.. Always conflicting... Madness, whispers, visions...: ((You can RP wit' me, Home dogg.)): nope... it wont. but i have nothing else to help me forget about it.i had a wife, the christians killed her. i had a fiance' and a kid but their gone too Tevesh stops at the foot of the stairs, looking at the bar's occupants. He stands there, shoulders sagging and hair tucked behind his ears. He looks like he's come back from the early 90's. Flashback from the grunge era.. A fleeting memory.. He sort of twitches, his head turning a bit quickly to the left.. As one gets closer to him, you can tell that he's old.. Extremely old.. But his looks seem to be that of a 20 year old.. Sits down at the bar after walking slowly up to it, making sure that the room didn't have any cracks or unseen pools in it...: *she looks at Zarr with a concerned caring look. She looks at Tevesh* HEy: ((Later much, Envy. *huggles*)): ((*hugs Envy* Night)) Tevesh grins at Harmonia.. A lopsided grin, oddly comical with a bit of malice behind it.. Tevesh decides to be fancy-like tonight.. He bows slightly and says: "Hello, Miss Harmonia! My, you are looking ravishing tonight." Insert grin here.: ((*hugs back*Thanks Envy))*takes the last pull off his glass an' trns back to the bar*Hey sweetheart one more mix then I'll have a straight.: *she looks at Tevesh and smiles* Thank you kind sir. *she looks at Caine and nods, getting him another drink and handing it to him*: ** looks at Tevesh and speaks to Harmony in her mind** ~who's the farry?~ ( dont take offense just jokin bro): ** finishes his beer**: ~Someone who is very insane yet very kind.~: (fairy*): ((I know, Zarr. :) I can't hear it anyways, so I don't take offense..)) ~Is obviously quite different, as he has lost his other half (the cane with the... entity inside it). Orders a drink politely:~ May I have a glass of the red stuff? Ah, make it two. I'm kind of hungry. ~Nods slowly as he observes the occupants of the room.. The way they move.. He looks at the auras, the veins of madness.. The Pulsing cobweb and the cracks to Hell.. But he doesn't care. Not now, anyways.~: *she nods and gets him his order, handing it too him* There ya go: ** tavesh would see an aura in Zarr that he could not explain. ** Tevesh smiles as he downs one glass quickly, then drinks half of the other one.. He sort of smacks his lips, and grins that special little grin again.. "Thank you, Missus H. How's business today?" Stares at Zarr, taking on a quizzical look. He leans back in his chair, sort of tapping his feet to a jumble of vibrations on the Cobweb that are going through his skull.. The think-box is calm right now, so he's as "sane" as it gets for him.: *shrugs* Nothing special, slow today Tevesh leans over the bar and whispers to her, a mischevious tone in his voice.. "Any of the.. hairy ones? Lycans? Friend on the line *taps his head* told me that some of the Wolf-Men were about..": ** notices the man staring at him and nods slowly**: *she shrugs* Not that I have picked up on yet: ((have to go now. *hugs* night everyone. *inserts NPC Harmonia*)): (( night)) Tevesh sighs, and leans back. He grins at Zarr, picking up on the Web. "Hello." Sniffs the air as it pulses with the energy of everyone's minds.. The will of the Polar Magnets will always stretch the air and cause the odd currents.. ((Bye bye, Harmonia! *huggle*)): hello Tevesh leans closer to him, wringing his hands in his lap.. Speaks slowly, trying to sound how they usually do.. "Who are you?" Speaks shakily, trying to hide the obvious madness in his voice.: ** laughs** Zarr Darkhaven ((if your char is a vampire, or knows anything about the lore,he would know the name as the one who is to save the vampires from the christian God)): ((Yeah, Tev is Malkavian. 5th gen, btw. Is completely insane, twisted, uprooted. Whatever you wanna call it..)): (( i love malkavians.. if i ran my char by the masquerade, Zarr would be brujah)) Tevesh breathes in deeply as the veins in the room tighten, a needle from the Cobweb bouncing into his brain, poking through the barrier.. But not breaking it. "Him, he, them, they.. Zarr, Zarr.. I, we, have heard your names across the Web.. *taps his head again* Old and kind.. Thank you.": no problem: whats your name?: or names: Tevesh. Simple name for a simple being.. ~Bows and grins, his chin length hair falling around his face.. He stares at Zarr in the eyes, his own reflecting that constant battle.. A swirling of emotion, fear and hate and love and despair and any others you can think of.. If you were to stare deeply into his eyes and just watch, you would feel as if you were stuck upon a Spider's Web, vibrating with the psychic energy of millions.. The minds connected and wrath unleashed.. The Spider is Our Father, and the Fly is Yours..: so what were you thanking me for?: the Fly .. the lord of the Flies is my father .. yes.. well so to speak.. how do you know all of this? Tevesh thinks back to what he just said.. Usually doesn't give much regard to conversation.. "Thanking you for being real.. You are there, right?" Tev reaches out and sort of taps the man on the shoulder, making sure it isn't a hallucination.. "Real as me.. or we're both fake. One of the two.. Ignorance is good though, towards those things.." Thinks while considering Zarr's question.. "I.. Know it because I want to.. We see what you do not, and know how to get through the black.." Nods again.. "I notice the veins, the pulsing life of this place.. And I follow the smell of Madness. My quest is to find the nerve.. The Main Vein.." Finishes his glass of blood and sits back in his chair.: well... i think i like you kid. youre a good man: its time for me to go now though..** stands, nods and walks out** (sorry dude gotta go..later!)) Tevesh grins dubiously.. "Good, good. I've always been good.." Sort of opens his arms, tracing the expanse of the room.. As if gesturing to people.."But most do not see past the misconceptions.. They think I'm crazy.. Insane. Off the wall. Nah, I'm not. I do see what is on the Left.. Some see the Right.. And some don't see at all. I hope you see the Right, because I'm blind when it comes to the rest.." Runs a hand through his hair as the mind whispers grow louder.. Vibrations of the nasty sort are constantly running down his arms and through the air in from of him.. ((Later!)): Howdy, you'uns. o/: *comes out of her bedroom, hair still dripping from a fresh shower. She opens the fridge and pulls out the last remainder of her orange juice. Well, need to get more of that. Deciding to not even bother with a glass, she pulls a prescription bottle down from on top of the fridge. When it doesn't rattle, she frowns, looking at it more closely* Shit. *She sticks the bottle in her pocket and drinks the rest of the orange juice, tossing the empty bottle in the recycling before snatching her keys and heading out the door*: (it's really really hard for her to get on): *Jihan is at the grocery, looking through the rows of packaged food, wondering just WHAT she should buy*: ((icon)): *eventualy Jihan settles on tossing things that take three steps or less for cooking into the cart, figuring Eyad and Damali can fight over whatever she doesn't want.*: *as she walks through the eisles, tossing in random items, she comes to where the pharmacy is and sees one of her favorite red heads, after herself of course*: *Jihan abandons the cart in the middle of the eisle, screw anybody that might want past it and places a hand on Kailynn's back in whats affectionate for her* Hey you.: *v00t! A pharmacy! Where all the cool kids hang out and where she can definelty have a good time. Grins at her sarcasticness, pulling into the lot and climbing off her bike once stopped. With a quick toss of the key into the air, she catches them quickly, stuffing them into a back pocket and pulling off her helmet. She walks in, looking about...* If I would have seen this ten years ago...I would have laughed and said I wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this...*Shakes her head, heading into the store further and grabbing a few items off the shelves here and there*: *Jihan's hand is intensly warm on her back, and she gives Kailynn an easy smile* How've you been?: How long of a break?: If I have to take care of more of the grabbing gropping men than I usualy do. *slides her hand up to the side of Kailynn's head, along the temple. The warmth of the hand spreads out across her face in a soothing manner*: *Wonders down aisle after isle, looking over the products at their low prices, listening casually to the elevator music playing gently from the overhead speakers...* God...what a place...*Begins to hum the rest of Du Hast to drown out the boring sound, sqautting down low to get a good view at the lower level items* Mascara...no..hairspray..no...hmm..bubble bath..? *Picks up the bottle, smelling the sweet perfume* Mmm..yes. *Slips that into the "items to buy" arm and continues along her way*: *Wanders: I also miss watching a good fellow dancer.: You're not gonna be going with that senator again, are you?: ((Katya, still with us?)): *Comes strolling into view of the pharmaceutical department of the store, catching a glimpse of the two women down the way, but only that as she returns her attention to the various bottles of wine along the shelves. Cheap as it may be, it still could be some very good wine...or at least something she could get a little buzz off of..eh. Shrugs and paces up the wine*: *glances over as Katya comes into view, and thinks nothing of it for a second... then looks back at her. She's swear there's something about her... Looking back to the departing Kailynn* If you need help give me a call.: Umph...*Blinks, stopping and turning to see Kailynn walking bye like nothing happened* Excuse me...? *Shifts her eyes, looking back at Jihan, then back to Kailynn. Accent present as always*: *looks at Katya, as though she's considering something*: ..Uhm..no problem...*Shakes her head and shrugs it off* We all have our bad nights, hun...just be careful next time and look where you're going. *Smile sback at her and winks. continuing down the aisle towards Jihan*: *tilts her head a couple of degrees then it hits her what she senses in Katya. Her eyes litteraly light up, and her eyecolor shifts from an almost black to almond for a second*: *Nods and smiles to Jihan, catching the tail end of what Kailynn says. Yup, she's had a bad day. Oh well, we all have them and it's just a little something that happens...she does notice a slight color change in Jihan's eye, but attributes that to the weak lighting in the store. Once again she sqauts low to see the bottom shelf items*: *realizing she's being smiled at she returns her toughts to the world and smiles back. Jihan walks over to Katya* You've met Damali, haven't you?: Hmm? ...*Turns back to look up at her, raising an eyerbrow* And uhm...who exactly wants to know..?: ((*huggles his envy for helping him on it*)) *doesn't answer, just moves closer* Oh she must like you... she certainly left her mark. *smirks*: ....Mark...? *Stands up fully now, turning to face Jihan* Who are you?: Jihan. I'm Damali's sister. And you?: *said all matter of factly, as though there's nothing wrong with going up to somebody in the middle of a pharmacy and knowing who they've been kissing without having met the person in question before*: *Visibly relaxes, letting out a slow* Oh..her sister...well I'm Katya. *Holds out a hand to shake, thinking Damali must have talked about her or some such...but...mark? What mark? Doesn't remember getting a hickey from her exactly...*: *shakes it and unhiddenly looks Katya's figure up and down* Katay... mm. Damali certainly gets points on good taste, if not for being subtle.: ((but you love me anyway, right?)): o/: Uhm..*Blushes slightly* Th..Thanks..*Notices her eyeing her up and down, not weird, plenty of women did it along with the men, but the way she does it, like a predator and it's prey..nonetheless, she shakes back, taking her hand back and bashfully holding it across her stomach, trying to cover the dragon and sun tattoo, which is all but impossible*: ((We all love ya Cookie *hugs*)): ((*hugs*)) *raises an eyebrow* What are you hiding? Aren't you proud of your pretty tatoos?: Y..Yes it's just that..uhm...*Begins to stutter, moving her hand away to show the tail section of the dragon slipping beneath the hem of her jeans, and the sun tattoo around her navel* Yes I'm v..very proud of them, indeed. *Nods, forcing a smile*: ((Oh we wiiiillllll...*laughs* Night Envy)): Mmm.. thats sweet. *places a hand thats almost feverishly warm on her belly* You're as sure of yourself as Damali. You two would make a cute couple.: *Gasps, bringing a hand down to cover her own unconciosuly and looking down* You think so, huh? *Voice starting to come back to normal, though Jihan might notice an increase in her breath rate* You're hand...so warm...*Still trying to keep a gripe on the items held in other arm, no matter how mcuh she wants to throw them down right there and be rid of them* I really like her...Damali..she's beautiful and such a great dancer...*Looks up at Jihan, feeling her cheeks flush*: Are you sure? It would be good for you to be positive how you feel about her... *removes the hand* She's a genie thats hard to put back in her bottle.: Mmm, yes. Don't think I've ever felt that way about a woman before, but she's definetly a woman who has a..profound effect on me. She's..special...*SMiles geuinly, nodding*: More than you might realize... but I'll let her know you said so.: Thank you, Jihan. *Runs a hand through her hair for a moment, looking around, man she felt hot and flustered. Such an excited feeling* So...what brings you out here?: *points to the abandoned shopping cart filled with various easy to make food items* Food for the family. They forogot to get me a list, so they'll have to fend on what I get them.: Ahh..yeah...I'm just here for a few items. *Holds up the various things in her arm* Impulse shopping. *Grins, leanin back against the shelf behind her*: *Blinks, turning her head towards the entrance of the store* Did you just here her? *Turns to Jihan with a questioning look on her face*: Mmmhmm. *grins as Damali rounds the corner with a peice of paper in hand*: *Smiles warmly to Damali upon seeing her finally* Hey there! *waves her over with the free hand*: *Jihan glances between the two to let Damali know without a doubt she's fully aware then snatches the list and looks it over* Well, since you put the effort in of running all the way here, I guess I'll let you go home without having to carry them. Go play with your friend.: *Giggles lightly, covering her mouth and looking behind her at the items on sale, running her fingers over the prices, then turns back around* Huh? Oh..well..uh...how about it, Damali?: *is visibly stunned. When she snaps to again she grins widely then turns and runs down teh eisle grabbing Katya's wrist to pull her along with in a playfull manner*: Oh! *Startled a bit by Damali, but quickly catches up with her, shouting over her shoulder* Was nice meeting you, Jihan! Have a nice night! *Runs with Damali to the register, getting her items purchased and thenhurrying outside with her* Well! What's gotten into you? *Smiles, giving her a hug*: *squeezes her back* You caught her in a very good mood. Which means I didn't have to suffer. *smiles and places a hand on the side of Katya's head, shifting her fingers through the hair*: Ohhh...*Nods, doing the same to her, caressing her cheek with a thumb* Always a good thing, yeah? *Grins* So..you ran all the way? From where?: *Chuckles* Not a bad deal you've got wordked out if I may say so myself...*Glances at her attire, smirking* And you got all dressed up, too..*laughs, wrapping her arms around Damali's back*: *Winks at her, running her hands along her back teasingly* Don't know how well that would have gone over with the police and others, but I would certainly approve of it..probably have hard time keeping myself away from you if you came here with even less than this...*Leans forward to kiss her lightly on the lips* A very hard time indeed...*Giggles*: *Nods hurredly, whisking Damali up in a hug and practicly carrying her over to her bike, prked by the front entrance for conveince. She sts her down on the seat and straddles in front of her* Hold on tight..*Forgets her helmet, speeding off out of the parking lot and towards the freeway, and eventually her apartment*: You want it you got it, hun. Really enjoyed you kissing my earlobe like that..*Shivers slightly, parking the bike and shuttting it off, then hopping off and taking Damali into a big hug, kissing her deeply, slowly inching towards her aparment on the bottom level*: *And that's just the kind of thing she was hoping for all along. She reaches the cement walk with Damali in her arms and just outside her apartment door, but instead of going right in, she presses Damali up against the door and holds her there with her body, romaing her hands all over the beautiful Arabic woman and feeling her smooth and tan skin. She moans longingly, deepening the kiss, wanting this for so long*: ((Hiya Harmonia *giggle*)): *Continues the kiss, the feeling only driving her further and further, like a car with it's gas pedal pressed down by a cement block. She breaks the kiss from her lips only to trail it along her cheek and neck, dipping into her collarbone and licking it sensouly while her hands mover further up along Damali's back and begin to toy with the strap of her top*: ((I'm doing good, thanks for asking. And yeah, very late shift)): *Nods slowly, fumbling around in her pocket for her keys and slipping them into the lock below Damali's thigh, brushing it when she unlocks the door. She braces her with an arm around her back and opens the door, flicking on the lights with little attention being taken away from Damali. With one gracful kick she swings the door closed and turns, locking it up and pressing her against a wall, continuing the kiss, seemingly not able to get enough of the smal electric tingle and Damali's body*: ((Heyya Jayde)): *And this is the point where naughty time gets to hot for a chatroom and in good concious they fade out from there*: ((I'll go for Jihan. Poor Eyad's only been played twice and he was the first of the three chars I made. Poor guy. Where can I start us off at?)): *in the interests of putting all three chars to use, Jihan is at the Before the Dawn Bar. She indicaets to Harmonia for another whiskey. This will be her fourth, along with two rums and a scotch*: *walks into Before the Dawn, feeling far to sober for his own good. He was starting to get feelings back, and he just can’t have that. He’s still dressed in his work uniform, electrician. He didn’t want to go home before coming to the bar and it wasn’t like it mattered anyway, he wasn’t trying to impress anybody. He walks straight over to the bar and sits down heavily on a stool* Double whiskey please: Mmm. Too bad. This place tends to attract the good looking ones when its alive.: *looks Jaylin over and decides to reassess her opinion*: ((err... its a lil late at night for cookie, so if that came out as an insult, it was meant as a compliment.)): Jaylin *takes the drink and down the whole thing in one go then sets the glass back down without so much as a flinch* Another please, I have some catching up to do.: ((Getting late here too)): ((lol, it'll be taken as such then)): *blinks at this and shrugs, refilling it and looking at him* Long day I take it huh Jaylin?: It’s been a long life *finishes this one almost as quickly as the first, and sets the glass back down, but doesn’t order another quite yet* Today was one of the days that just adds incredibly to an already heavy load.: *watches him, wondering if he's going to out drink her*: Attitude like that and you won't make it past two hundred.: Not a good. Well the first drink is on the house and what the hell, no one is here, so both of you. Your drinks are on the house. And she does have a point: *looks over at Jihan with a strange kind of grin* I can only hope *looks back to Harmonia again* And how about another then: *nods and gets him another drink, leaning against the bar after she's handed it to him* So what's your story? You've already open the bookl up: *sweet! Enjoys it when can save her booze money for another outing. She tsk tsk tsks at Jaylin then looks to Harmonia* I owe you a favor then.: *looks over at Jihan and smiles, shaking her head lightly* Nope. You don't owe me anything. Besides, I wouldn't be able to think of something. 100 years of living and I still can't think of anything when people say "I owe you a favor": Well…I’d start from the beginning if I had any idea what it was, but I actually don’t really *doesn’t finish off the whole drink in one go this time, just about half* I just know after that thing weren’t very good for a very long time, then they were really great. Then my fiancé was killed in a fire I somehow survived, and things got really bad again. They haven’t gotten better since, which to keep it brief, leaves me here in this lovely establishment working on tomorrows hangover. *raises the glass in a ‘cheers’ gesture before finishing it off, that strange smile still lingering on his face, then sits back and listens to the talk of favors, not at all phased by the 100 years comment*: *rae's at Harmonia's 100 years comment though. She's positive She's not one of Jihan's kind, or even a cousen of her kind like Damali or Eyad... never can tell what sorts of creatures might have come from their own niche in the old world to this one.* Then you just remember it and think of something when time rolls around.: *she nods at Jihan and notices that she was suprised by her 100 year comment and that Jaylin was not. She smirks lightly and shrugs* I will. *leans against the bar again looking out at the bar. Just lost in her thoughts right now*: What about you, what’s your story? *isn’t sure why he’s asking, and just out of nowhere like that, except that she’d asked him, so why not ask her the same question? While the 100 years comment wasn’t surprising, he did wonder what exactly she was besides human. It was interesting to see what kind of creatures were out and about*: *looks at him and smirks a little* Never had anyone ask me that one before. How to put this. I was raised here, my family owned this place. My parents were murdered so I inherited this place. Was turned into a vampire shortly after all of that: Ah, vampire. I’ve never met one in person before. Read a lot, but you can’t believe everything you read in books *shrugs*: *she nods and shrugs again* Some of the things they write are actually true, others aren't. Have quite a lot of interesting people stop by here: Where I come from, vampires are rare. But we have an equivilant, so it evens out.: I’ll have to come in more often, I like talking to people a little closer to my age than I can get most places *rests his elbow on the bar and puts his chin in his hand, glancing over at Jihan* Where are you from?: Arabia. Or what was Arabia before the Turks and europeans hacked it all up.: *looks at Jihan and nods* Do tell since we are all sharing here. *looks back at Jaylin and thinks for a moment. Closeer to my age. She shrugs and looks back at Jihan*: I take it your older then you look too then?: No, I look exactly like I should while I'm not pretending to be human.: ((Sorry guys I have to go, mom is waking up. Thanks for the rp though. *hugs to both and then hides before parents start to yell. Inserts NPC Harmonia)): Well I was talking about you looking human wasn’t I, since I was referring to you at the moment. Unless you don’t call this human? *motions up and down her body with one hand*: I suppose it would pass for human. So no, I don't look as old as I should while I dress as human.: ((*waves g'night to Harmonia*)): *shrugs, he’s starting to loose some of that pesky awareness of what others around him are feeling, thanks to the alcohol* It looks good from where I’m sitting, but I’m not an expert on the human race by any means: It does look good, doesn't it. *streatches more to show off her body than anything.* You seem close enough to human as to be one.: Everything except the mortality part *shrugs again* I’m not quite sure what to call myself…but knowing what to call myself would requiring having some knowledge of what I was.: ((I'm gonna have to go after a couple more posts, I'm about to fall asleep in my computer chair, and that can't be good for my back)): ((no prob.)) I've found Immortal works well enough. *sips her drink* In any case, it was interesting meeting you.: Yeah….that sounds good, I like that word *smiles to himself as he closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them again and looks at her* Maybe I’ll see you around again…if I manage to make it home tonight without getting hit by a car or something.: You'd survive wouldn't you? *winks and uncurls from her seat to leave*: I honestly don’t know, maybe I’ll find out *smiles at watches her leave, getting back to his drinking, though he’s only going to have one or two more before heading out*: ((advent? You lurking in the back ground?)): ((Okays, fade for me, and off to bed, night *waves*)): ((no prob. I was wondering if you were interested in RPing as I crossed the barrier of sleep deprivation. I WAS sleepy but I could go for hours without it now)): ((thats no good.)): ((but anyway, RP?)): ((its a modern goth/horror chat, based in LA.)): ((*slips into his OOC skin*)): *she'll be in the bar, just cleaning and playing rock music, trying to clear her head a little bit* ((hey)): *a pair of dark goldish silver hued eyes stare out from within the shadows of a booth... watching the form of Harmonia move about doing her little small wadged job... pulling himself from the leathering of the seat he silently stalks across the bar room floor... and what seems to be a matter of seconds he's already simply sitting at the bar should she turn around to face him* care for a drink? *that soft silk like voice sounding out as he speaks*: *she'll jump slightly and smile a little, looking around the bar* I can get you a drink, but when I'm working I don't drink. *shrugs a little*: *he gives a small smile then a simple tilt of his head* who said i ment a drink of Liqour.. *he leans over the bar top but as he does it now seems as though he is behind it standing mere inches from her.. he leans forward just a bit.. his nostrils flaring just slightly as he gently sniffs along her neck.. closing his eyes as he moves his lips to whisper in her ear* ~no one is here... my blood is sweet as the finest wine ever to be tasted.. but you... you're blood is much sweeter.. and i've come for a little taste~ *a small smile spreading over those pale pinkend lips*: *she'll blink at this and take a slight step back. She's heard tales of Marius but had spoken to him or seen him till a few days ago. She'll look at him* The only way you are getting any taste is if I say so.: *a slight sigh shall pass his lips as he whispers once more*~strong willed you are.. i guess that is what has drawn me to you..~ *he backs away a moment... and if she were to blink once again he is now sitting back at the stool on the other side of the bar* but.. have it your way my dear..: *she'll look at him and shake her head* I might change my mind. But right now no. So why are you here anyway? At least in this city?: *he smiles slightly at her comments and questions.. shaking his head a moment before he turns his gaze to fully look upon her* what has brought me here... life.. the life here seems to be uplifting in a way.. plus.. there is great.. food here.. quite tastey i must say.. *he smirks slightly at his little joke.. tilting his head to the side once again in question* but i must ask.. why a beautiful woman such as yourself would build such a business here in this....... place?: *she shrugs* I really didn't build my parents did. I just inherited it.: *he smiles a bit.. leaning forward on his arms to watch her more closely* really... were your parents nice people.. did they love you? *a brow raised in question*: And I like this place too: *she'll nod and look at him* Yes they did. They helped me out a lot in life. Until they were killed: *he smiles slightly but then pushes that away* and why were they killed?: *she shakes her head* That I do not know. They were killed, in their home, my home. I will find out who killed them, and when I do, they will pay: *slipping out of the abyss into the room he takes a chair off in a corner to a back table and sits waving to Harmonia*The usual please: *she'll look at Caine, happy that someone else is here. She nods getting his drink and hands it to him* There ya go: *taking his glass he tosses her the usual $20*You know the rutine: *she laughs and nods a bit* Yeah, I know the routine: *nods to Marius on his way back to the table*: *looks at Caine with a slightly worried look on her face then back to Marius*: ((*tackles Envy and hugs* Hey)): ((*waves*Hey Envy)): *in mid stride he turns around and heads back to the bar*You two mind if I sit((*is confused*'splain)): *she shakes her head* Feel free to sit down: ((*hugs* It's okay brb need coffe)): ((back))*sits*Thanks. I hope I'm not interrupting anything am I?: *she shakes her head* No, we were just talking. *she'll say into Caine's mind* ~Thank you~: *nods to Harmonia,turning to Marius*I think introductions are in order,Aye?: ((storms are rollling in by me. If I disappear it's cause of them>)): ((I think I noticed,took me a sec but I noticed*nods*Uh huh uhhuh)): ((k, is confused on message thingy*stratches his head*)): *looks at Caine and shakes her head* I know I get weird people iin but wow: *raises an eyebrow*How weird?((K)): Ancient vampire weird: How Ancient*begins to ponder*
: *comes out of an upstairs suite. With the amount of alcohol that she consumed last night, she should have one hell of a hang over, but she's starting to think that she was born with perhaps the highest tolerance to man-kind. With two grand in her pocket and a couple tabs of X for later, she's made out pretty good. Disregarding any kind of no smoking signs, she lights up a black clove and starts down the hallway. Obviously, she's not any kind of excecutive or legitimate businesswoman, but she isn't dressed like street trash either. She could afford to stay here.... if she actually ever had to pay for it, which she never does*: Very ancient. I'm not even sure of his age: Well I think that's someone I should watch for*still pondering*WEll anyway was he insanely sage and wise or the rambling idiot?: just about anyone could afford to stay at this hotel. They made a point to offer rooms to just about any price. As the price went down, the rooms were less and less well furnished, but that was to be expected. But even the lowest of the rooms weren't trashy, at all. All of them still had an air of elegance. One of the many employees that stood look sentinals at certain posts shifted his position, stepping near Marley. <Miss, Sundance Suits has a strict 'no smoking' policy. We do however have a designated smoking area should you wish to...>: Wise. Very wise: *grins*I think I'll keep my distance or sometime then to obsereve. So how you been kiddo?: *shrugs* Can't complain really. WHat about you?: ((brb)): Things are okay. I haven't run into any old friends since last night so I think I'm in the clear*downs his drink*((k)): *just chuckles, low and slightly cruel. She takes a drag from the cigarette, a faint crackling accompanies the glowing ember... the sound one of the more pleasurable thing about cloves. Now, she doesn't exactly blow the smoke in his face, but it definately swirls around his general direction* Good to know.*walks right past him and starts down the stairs*: (*holds hand out* that'll be $25 please, Cookie): (*pats her favorite little beast*): *she nods* That is good to hear.: The man looks startled at being blown off and moves and opens his mouth to say something, but pauses. For when she turns to go down the stairs, there's Jonathon, standing there with his hands lightly in his pockets. That ever so charming smile on his face. ''I'm sure Ms. Watkins wouldn't mind moving into a designated smoking area.'' He looks at her, a almost hypnotizing charm emiting from his eyes and from the smile. ''Perhaps if she had some company...'' And ooo, he knew her name.: *she refills his glass and nods* Yeah, it's been quiet. But at least I got some work done: *is infact quite surprised. Not too many people actually know her name because she never gives it and never asks for any in return. The jackass she just left is an actor, that much she knew... but she couldn't for the life of her remember his name. She had no plans on going to any designated area. In fact, she was going to leave... but this guy looked promising for next month's rent. A slow, not-so-friendly smirk slips across her lips* I was just heading there now.: The smile never leaves as he stands there. ''Would you care for some company?'' He found it best to handle matters like these personally. It shows a certain etiquette when the owner of such a large hotel handled some problems like these on his own. ''Unless of course your headed out...'': *if he thinks her smoking is a problem, just wait till he sees the Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas style mess in the room, which will no doubt be left* I never turn down good company: *Thinks for a moment and looks at him* Depends on what type of work you want: His lips turn up a bit more in a bigger smile as he sidesteps on the stairs, offering her an elbow. ''Excellent.'' Pfft. That's nothing. The maids have had to deal with MUCH worse then those kinds of rooms. Angry paranormal beings don't like to leave tidy rooms. Or rooms for that matter.: (*thinks Jayde should certainly be IC because all the cool kids are and Jayde is certainly one of the coolest*): *takes the offered elbow, but leaves a distance. She smokes her cigarette all the way down, never one to waste a good clove* How do you know my name?: *having taken a couple hours off, Jihan goes from work at the Bush to the Before the Dawn Bar, looking to get more than the standard free drink every few hours that the club gives for dancing*: (has 6! because everyone needs chars for something!!! *isn't making anymore*): *thinks for a moment* You could work at a bar. *she'll see Jihan and smile* Hey. What can I get ya?: There wasn't much more he could have done about her smoking anyway. Short of ripping it from her hands. And that would have been impolite and bad show for everyone else as it was. ''Ms. Watkins, I'm the owner of this place, it is my job to know.'' He smiles lightly. There, if she knew anything, she would now in turn know who he is.: Scotch to start me off. *gives Harmonia a smile, cause she's nice and gives free drinks every once in a while. Always be nice to those that give you free stuff*: *wanders into Before the Dawn again, though he’d changed his clothes to a pair of old blue jeans and a t-shirt, but his expression is mostly the same as the night before, if maybe a little more happy now. He walks in and sits down, not saying anything and sort of staring off into space*: *rae's at the timing as Jaylin comes in too. She sits down at the bar and waits for the drink to come*: *she'll smile getting Jihan her drink and hands it to her* There ya go. *looks at Caine* I could use a bouncer here. *looks at Jaylin and smiles* Hey. WHat can I get ya: *nods once* Ah... yes. I've heard about you. *Of course, she can't remember his name, but that doesn't matter to her in the slightest* Then I guess it's no wonder that you know my face... unless you can hack into the police database *only mild arrests of course... a possession or two... few assaults*: *after a few seconds turns his head, realizing someone was talking to him* Same as last night, double whisky *goes back to starting off into space, contemplating something*: *galnces over at Caine with her almost black colored brown eyes*: *she nods getting the drink and handing it to him. SHe'll look at him* What's on your mind: ("Convenient " I got your back *wink*): He doesn't look at her as he speaks, merely directing the both of them towards the smokers bar that's located to the left of the main lobby and down a bit. ''Brice. Jonathon Brice.'' Almost as if he could sense she couldn't remember his name. ''And hacking police databases? Hardly a pass-time we induldge in here.'': *she smiles and shrugs at Caine* Either that or I know there are a couple other bars and places that need bouncers.: Work. When I came in this morning, my boss told me to take two weeks…and when I got back we would see how things go from there *turns his gaze after he has finished talking to look at Harmonia* I’m wondering on if I should go back at all: Theres a strip joint that could use more guys to keep the customers hands to themselves...: *one shoulder rises and falls in a half assed attempt at a shrug* It was the only way I could think of for you to know my name. It's just not something that is common knowlege, Jonathon. *isn't particularly in the habit of addressing anybody with any kind of respect, even when she knows it would be the polite thing to do*: *looks at Jaylin and smiles at him. Placing a hand lightly on his shouler* Sorry to hear that. If you need to pick up some extra work you can work here for those 2 weeks. *looks at Caine and then to Jihan. Looks back at Caine* I do get weird people in here but the strip place could use you more then I could: Well, if I work here do I get free drinks? *looks down the bar and sees Jihan again, as well as a man he hadn’t seen before. Looks back to his drink and downs it in the same way as the night before, listening to the conversation around him.*: *she laughs a little and shrugs* Don't see why not. But they can't be when you are working. Only request: He just pushes open the door to the bar area, stepping to the side, allowing her to enter. ''It's not how you get the name Ms. Watkins. It's where and when you use it.'' An almost, almost mischevious grin shifts over his lips before disappearing.: *comes in to the bar a few minutes after Enrico, frowning at the crowd. They'd told her at work that Jihan would possibly be here... but there are a lot of people around for what she came here to do. Oh well. Not like she'll ever see them again. She's quite possibly the slob of the joint. Her hair is brushed, but down left free to rest just below her shoulders. No make-up, faint purple shadows under her eyes and her skin an even more strange pale than usual. Medications could never just work for her, she has to get every possible side effect, and then some new ones not on the warning. Baggy jeans and a Star Wars t-shirt complete the look by hiding any curve or shape*: *gives Caine the Directions to the Burning Bush*