[02-02:57] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : *stops in front of a door and holds out her hand* give me the key *wiggles her fingers impatiently, but doesn't insist any further for him to rush*
[02-03:00] 30b, *Jaylin Anderson : *hands her the key, very confused, almost dropping it in the process, and putting the free hand onto the doorframe to hold himself up once he’s handed it over, and decides asking questions, probably wouldn’t help right now, and he really does want to get into the room and try and pass out for a few hours at least*
[02-03:01] 221, *Jihan Aloula: *decides now its time to call out to her* Hey Red! Would your man be interested in a second gal?
[02-03:03] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*watches. Tests icon.*))
[02-03:03] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*Blinks and shuts up...and continues to watch.*))
[02-03:04] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : *just pretends not to hear, she opens the door quickly all the way. It's not any regal suite, but it's still one hell of a nice room considering the city* Go ahead*
[02-03:04] 221, *Jihan Aloula: *catches up close to them easily enough as she WAS being slowed down by a wounded man* Hey...
[02-03:08] 30b, *Jaylin Anderson : *that call definitely catches his attention and gives him pause, and obviously points out what the rush is about. He turns his head to look for the owner of the voice, a bit of a ‘what the hell?’ look on his face at the question that was asked, though there are only a few possibilities as to the conclusions it can let him jump to now, and he doesn’t quite go into the room yet. The ‘what the hell’ look is replaced by something else, as he recognizes Jihan from the bar a couple nights back* Interesting…*takes a step inside the room still supporting himself on the doorframe* Well, whatever is going on…*glances between the two women* I’m to out of it to deal with, so I’m just gonna go pass out now.
[02-03:10] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : Yes *hands him the key* Go sleep. You have three days here.
[02-03:11] 221, *Jihan Aloula: *rae's at Kailynn*
[02-03:11] 30b, *Jaylin Anderson : Thanks…*gives Jihan one last glances before going into the room and shutting the door, promptly passing out on the bed without giving it a second though, he could clean up and whatnot later*
[02-03:12] 30b, *Jaylin Anderson : ((thought not though))
[02-03:13] 30b, *Jayde: and now I need to go pass out too
[02-03:15] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : (g'night Jayde.)
[02-03:15] 30b, *Jayde: *waves/hugs goodnight and crawls off to bed*
[02-03:16] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : *when the door is closed, she turns to look at Jihan* Are you crazy? What are you doing?
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[02-03:17] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Watching you put a wounded man into a hotel bedroom for three days.
[02-03:20] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : And... what? You thought I needed your help? *starts to walk back out towards the exit* What are you doing here anyway?
[02-03:21] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Looking for a good time. *follows her* I thougtht I saw one.
[02-03:25] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : Well, go knock on his door... though I don't think he can afford you *has to go through the lobby, getting another surprised look from the girl from the desk*
[02-03:29] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Awww Red. You don't needa be pissy at me. Its not like I was trying to steal business.
[02-03:32] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : I told you I was out for 6 weeks. I'm not even in work clothes... what are you after? You're everywhere I go.
[02-03:34] 221, *Jihan Aloula: I'm one of those desert spirits. You'll encounter me wherever you go. *said jovialy*
[02-03:37] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : *she looks back over her shoulder as she holds the door open* Fine...
[02-03:40] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Mary Anne, I'm not here to hurt you. If you see me you should be happy. It means I'm there to watch your back. I'll be the friendliest person to my companions and an utter bitch to anyone that crosses me. So calm down.
[02-03:42] ed2, *Kailynn Benson : This isn't my life, you know... *stops on the side of the road, nearly stepping in front of a cab as it comes by... she's not taking a chance on it passing her* I have to get home an feed my cat. I'll see you later.
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[02-13:32] 485, *Jayde: *waves*
[02-13:33] 738, *Jonathon Brice : OOC: Afternoon.
[02-13:34] 485, *Jayde: Still morning here, for a half an hour at least
[02-13:34] 738, *Jonathon Brice : OOC: I'm two and a half hours over noon.
[02-13:36] 485, *Jayde: Ah, east coast time, so your 3 hours ahead of me. There's so few people around here on my coast, it's always early here compared to everywhere else
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[02-17:20] 595, *Squirrel: <_< >_>
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[02-17:23] 221, *Cookie Monster: *snipes Squirrel*
[02-17:24] 595, *Squirrel: *Sniped* X-|
[02-17:30] 221, *Cookie Monster: *sets aim on Moth next*
[02-17:32] 316, ºmoth: *sneaks up behind cookie just as the Squirrel is being sniped - stabs*
[02-17:32] 595, *Squirrel: *Twitches*
[02-17:33] 221, *Cookie Monster: ack! X_x
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[02-17:45] 221, *Cookie Monster: *waves to Jayde*
[02-17:45] 316, ºmoth: *waves to Jayde too*
[02-17:46] 595, *Squirrel: *Too!*
[02-17:46] cb7, *Jayde: *Waves back*
[02-17:46] 221, *Cookie Monster: So, with four of us think we could pull an RP out of the lot?
[02-17:48] cb7, *Jayde: For a little while, I gotta leave for work in about an hour and 15 minutes
[02-17:51] 221, *Cookie Monster: Can I play anyone in particular for yah?
[02-17:53] cb7, *Jayde: Uh...I do not know, just know I want to play Jaylin because he's my new favorite and I have so much fun with him, beyond that I don't really have any prefrences for anything
[02-17:55] 221, *Cookie Monster: Where would youl like to put him?
[02-18:02] cb7, *Jayde: He's probaby coming out of his room at the Sundance after cleaning up etc to go out for a bit and get some things
[02-18:04] 221, *Jihan Aloula: *is standing just outside the door, apparently waiting for him to exit. Just how long HAS she been there?
[02-18:04] 221, *Jihan Aloula: *
[02-18:10] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : *at some point during the night he’d finally woken up, finished off half the mini bar, then taken a shower. He’d washed his clothes as best he could, and taken care of the cut over his eye finally. He still had that and the bruise on his cheek, but he looked almost a hundred percent better. He’d finished off the last of the mini-bar, then decided he probably should go get some clothes to change into since the one’s he had on still weren’t dong all that great after the treatment he’d give them. His stuff was probably in boxes outside his apartment since his landlord had threatened to do it if he didn’t come get the stuff, so he could at least go see what he had left to work with. He grabs the room key and slips into his pocket before opening the door and takes a few steps out, pausing when he see Jihan standing right here, remembering her from the bar a couple nights ago, as well as having knowing that woman who’d helped him last night, who’s name he never actually got* Hello
[02-18:13] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Hi. *smirks* You look a little worse for wear.
[02-18:18] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : Still alive though *shuts the door behind him as he steps out of the room completely* Is there something you need? *doesn’t really know what to expect, and he honestly doesn’t have any idea why she’d be here, he doesn’t have anything anyone would want, and he doesn’t really have any friends*
[02-18:20] 221, *Jihan Aloula: I don't need anything. I just wanted to watch you. For no other reason than my friend doesn't want me doing so.
[02-18:23] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : That…makes no sense…that woman from last night…she’s your friend? *is just making sure, since he really knows nothing about either of them or the situation, or why just because someone helped him and doesn’t seem to want her friends to know makes him interesting enough to be watched*
[02-18:24] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Yep. Or close enough. She doesn't realy pick up many friends, so I'm a ready substitute.
[02-18:26] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : Uh-uh *is just really confused, which is annoying since he’d thought the world had finally started to make sense again since he’d stopped being sober, as much sense as that particular logic makes anyway* Okay, then, I’m going this way if your going to follow *starts walking towards the lobby* I have stuff to go pick up
[02-18:27] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Lead on Macduff.
[02-18:29] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : *glances back and shakes his head slightly as he walks to the lobby doors* She get in trouble a lot so you have to watch out for her or something? *is figuring maybe that woman picked up a lot of bad guys, and that was why he was getting followed now*
[02-18:36] 221, *Jihan Aloula: Nah, saw her by fate.
[02-18:38] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : Okay…I really don’t get it then, just cause she told you I wasn’t important or whatever….you decided to watch me. I remember you from the bar the other night, so I know your not some ordinary human woman…but that still doesn’t help me figure this out any more *gets outside and keeps walking, standing on the corner to try and hail a cab* ((I gotta go soon))
[02-18:39] 221, *Jihan Aloula: ((later!))
[02-18:40] 221, *Jihan Aloula: I'm not here to help you. I'm here for my own amusement. Have a nice night.
[02-18:41] cb7, *Jaylin Anderson : Well…I hope it was amusing then…*gets a cab to stop* Guess I’ll see you around *gets into the cab and gives directions to his old residence*
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[02-22:01] 221, *Jihan Aloula: ((*leaves a pit trap for squirrle*
[02-22:02] 595, *Squirrel: <_> >_>
[02-22:02] 221, *Jihan Aloula: ((squirrel* rather))
[02-22:03] 595, *Squirrel: *Falls in* Noooooooo!!! ....*Fists in air* KAAAHHHHNNNN!!!! *coughs* oh wait...JJIIIHHAAANNNN!!!
[02-22:05] 221, *Jihan Aloula: ((*is prettier than Ricardo Montalban... though only by so much* :P))
[02-22:06] 595, *Squirrel: *Oogles Jihan from the pit though* Heh Heh...Allllrrrriiiggghhhttt
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[02-22:12] 1c7, *Tevesh: Yo, yo, yo.
[02-22:13] 595, *Squirrel: Wassup homes?
[02-22:14] 1c7, *Tevesh: Notta, j00?
[02-22:15] 595, *Squirrel: Chillin in da crib with a few fine biznatches
[02-22:15] 1c7, *Tevesh: Word to yo' mudda. So how'z da herb ova on dat siiiiide?
[02-22:16] 56a, ºEnvy: hello darlings!
[02-22:16] 221, *Jihan Aloula: O_o
[02-22:16] 1c7, *Tevesh: As you can tell, I'm not fluent in the ebonics. Hey Envy! *wave and huggle*
[02-22:16] 221, *Cookie Monster: *huggles the envy girl*
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[02-22:17] 56a, ºEnvy: *loves the hell out of her lovely Monster* Hello, sweetness *kiss kiss*
[02-22:18] 1c7, *Tevesh: Anyone up for da rp'z?
[02-22:18] 595, *Squirrel: Bah...not into Ebonics meself
[02-22:18] 595, *Squirrel: *Tacklehugs Envy* Eeeeeee!
[02-22:19] 56a, ºEnvy: *has enough love for everyone*
[02-22:20] 1c7, *Tevesh: ~Whistles and trips into his IC outfit~
[02-22:20] 595, *Squirrel: w00t!
[02-22:21] 221, *Cookie Monster: *gets all snuggly snuggly with his Envy and plots RPing*
[02-22:26] 221, *Damali Aloula: *Damali knocks on the door to Katya's appartment. She's stuck between nervous mode when she's not in control of events and secure mode when she's with people she knows and likes*
[02-22:28] 1c7, *Tevesh: ~opens his eyes.. Where is he? It's dark, dank.. Smells of earth and decaying, rotting garbage.. The sounds are the typical city sounds, cars honking and people shouting.. Life going on as it usually does. He is stinky, coated with filth and grime and blood. He smells the blood on him and grimaces.. Tev looks at the brick walls and down into the lighted entrance.. He doesn't know where he is one bit.. Sits up and stares at the outside..~
[02-22:29] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Peeks through the peephole, she's been pacing around in circles trying to wear the nervousness out of her system before the audition...smiles warmly, but inwardly groans, thinking she's not ready..hesitates a moment before pulling the door open and embracing Damali tightly* I'm so nrevous...
[02-22:29] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((Icon))
[02-22:30] 1c7, *Tevesh : ((Same here.)
[02-22:31] 221, *Damali Aloula: *hugs her tightly* Don't worry. She'll just take a look at your body, see you dance a little, then ask you what you will and won't do. She's realy nice. *gives Katya an assuring smile, that is also for Damali's sake*
[02-22:35] 1c7, *Tevesh : ~stands up slowly.. Is wearing his brown leather overcoat, which is extremely dirty now, a black shirt and brown stained pants. He runs a hand through his long hair, which is chin length, matted, and tangled with sticks, garbage and grease now, and looks around.. Not sure what to do..~How did I get here? And where is here exactly? ~walks out of the place.. sort of running, trying to get his bearings.. He's still in the Angel-City, but where he doesn't know..~
[02-22:35] 595, *Katya Yudin : Hmm...*Frowns slightly, but looks up, pecking her on the lips* Thank you so much..Guess it isn't so bad, specially if you'll be there to watch..you will won't you? Don't think I could do it if you aren't...
[02-22:35] 1c7, *Tevesh : ((Anyone free to RP a bit?))
[02-22:36] 221, *Damali Aloula: I can't watch all your dances... I have to do some my self ya know.
[02-22:37] 221, *Damali Aloula: ((I've got a spare character or two. What sort of RP were you in need of?))
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[02-22:38] 1c7, *Tevesh : ((Any kind.. Humm.. Crazy-talk, random shit. I dunno. You could do whatevaaaaaa.))
[02-22:39] 56a, ºEnvy: Hi, Mothy
[02-22:39] 595, *Katya Yudin : I know...just this first one though...make me feel better just knowing that you'll be there. And y'know..I can dance for you..*Smirks slightly, huggin her tightly again and pulling on her jacket, dressed like she is in the pic* Do you think this would be ok? *Nervous as hell right now, thinking that she'll inadvertently do something wrong..* Should I wear something else? A costume? What?
[02-22:39] 316, ºmoth: Hey.
[02-22:39] MSG: Envy sent a message to Moth.
[02-22:41] 221, *Damali Aloula: ((I've got a meanish stripper that can be just about anywhere and a slime ball motel manager))
[02-22:43] 221, *Damali Aloula: You should keep your every day clothes and your work clothes sepperate. You can borrow some of my panties and I'll find you some pasties when we get there.
[02-22:44] 1c7, *Tevesh : ~figures out where he is.. Is standing outside of that place where the women dance for money, where they take hold of the minds of men and twist them to their means.. The sexual tension and aura of the place was intimidating, even to his warped and twisted soul. They were powerful souls, those strippers.. Able to take over minds and convince them to do their bidding, without anything like his special abilities to work with.. Continues running down the street towards that bar where he stays..~
[02-22:48] 595, *Katya Yudin : Panties and pasties...? .... *Blinks* Oh..alright then. *Gets a wierd look on her face at the directness of the answer, but shrugs an nods, locking the door behind her ans starting on her way to her bike* Don't think I can ever thank you enough for this, Damali...May sound odd, but it's special to me..
[02-22:50] 221, *Damali Aloula: I feel a little safer knowing you're not out on the streets. *follows only a few inches behind*
[02-22:51] 56a, ºMarley Watkins : *comes off stage and into her little area of the backroom. Immediately, she opens her cigarette case and slips one out. Slinking down in a chair, she lights the cigarette with her simple silver Zippo*
[02-22:53] 1c7, *Tevesh : ~reaches the place and enters in the back door.. Heads like grease lightning into his room and showers, changes and whatnot. Is all fancied up and stuff, smellin' clean and looking it too. Dresses in fresh clothes and sits down on the bed, for a bit of thought..~
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[02-22:55] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Straddles the bike and starts it up, waiting for Damali to climb aboard* Yeah..that's another thing. Be a lot safer...*As soon as she is aboard, takes off, zoomin along and eventually coming to their destination*
[02-22:56] 221, *Damali Aloula: *snuggles up close to her driver and holds on tight*
[02-23:00] 56a, ºMarley Watkins : (hi Harmonia, dear)
[02-23:01] 221, *Damali Aloula: ((*waves to Harmonia*))
[02-23:01] 1c7, *Tevesh : ((Ack. Gotta go. Bye!))
[02-23:01] a39, *Harmonia : ((*waves to Marley* Hi hi. how are you?))
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[02-23:02] 56a, ºMarley Watkins : (alright.)
[02-23:03] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Speeds up the RP a bit since Damali doesn't have all that much time. Steps off the bike and takes a few deep breaths before helping Damali off, kissing her again, getting some confidence from her just being there, immeadiatly heading around to the back entrance with her hand in hand, letting the back bouncer see Damali to let the get in* Lead the way, hun..*Smiles warmly, slipping her arm around her aist*
[02-23:03] 595, *Katya Yudin : *waist
[02-23:05] a39, *Harmonia : ((Better then me. *Ponders rp*))
[02-23:06] 221, *Damali Aloula: *gives the hand on her waist an encouraging squeeze and leads her over to Cecile. True to Damali's word, she's quite friendly and gives Katya an eyeing over in a very "how much of this product can I sell" manner. She seems to think Katya's would sell extremely well and asks to see her do some dancing. Damali gives her an encouraging smile and moves over to give Katya room*
[02-23:16] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : *walks down the dirty streets of the city. A cigarette is hanging from his mouth, proof that smoking is more habit than addiction. The streetlights cast his tall, lean form in and out of shadow until he uses his shoulder to open the door to the bar*
[02-23:17] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Nods slowly, stepping back to give Cecile a good look and giving Damali a good look for confidence before getting into the music and listening, getting a feel for the beat. She waits for a slower beat in the song to start, swaying her hips side to side with each beat..like a slow dance beat. A little into the song she looks down and slowly raises her arms over her head, moving her hands to trace along her sides before stopping, throwing off her coat as the song bursts into a faster beat. Katya speeds up in time with the song, hips still swinging from side to side before she bends down fast and pulls up, flicking her hair back to smile seductivly at Damali, slowly tracing her hands back up her legs and thighs, running them up until she unbuttons her skirt a little bit, teasing by opening the flaps up before spinning around and throwing her hands up, bringing them back down to toy with the straps of her top*
[02-23:18] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll continue cleaning the bar adn look up at Gavin* Hey. What can I get ya?
[02-23:19] 221, *Damali Aloula: *Cecile watches, encouraging her and telling her to imagine doing this for a bunch of men*
[02-23:20] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : *smiles, closed lips. He carries himself with an almost unnatural grace and a bit of eeriness that he doesn't bother to hide. It's what helps him get along so well in the city* What do you have?
[02-23:21] a39, *Harmonia : *stands and shrugs putting the rag she was using below the bar* Like I said before. What can I get ya? We got just about anything and everything you could want
[02-23:25] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Begins sliding the straps down her arms, both at the same time, pulling her arms out and covering herself chastily, turning around again to imagine the crowd of men, whislting and waving their dollar bills. She shakes her hips more, bending down to give a tasty glimpse of cleavage before getting back up, shimying out of her shorts and kicking them off to the side like her jacket...looking to a nearby pole and grabbing out with one arm and swinging around once, sliding down to her knees and crawling forward, top barely hanging on*
[02-23:25] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : I think I'm fine. *plants himself on a barstool* Is this your place?
[02-23:27] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and leans against the back of the bar* Yep. I don't think I've ever seen you here before
[02-23:28] 221, *Damali Aloula: *Damali can't hid her grin as she see's Cecile nod with approval then says that'll do. She asks when she'd like to start*
[02-23:28] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : I don't usually have nights off, but it's a slow night.
[02-23:29] a39, *Harmonia : Where do you work?
[02-23:29] 595, *Katya Yudin : *SMiles warmly, gathering her things and putting her clothes back on* When do you want me to start is the actual question..*Grins* Can start whenever you want me to
[02-23:31] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : I'm a bouncer at a strip club *doesn't look like much of a bouncer. He's not all that built or intimidating, though he does have a presence about him*
[02-23:31] 221, *Damali Aloula: *Cecile smiles and points her to the changing room as well as saying Damali should be able to take care of her*
[02-23:32] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods, noting the presecence and trying to place it* I can believe it
[02-23:33] 595, *Katya Yudin : Thank you so much, miss Cecile. *Reaches out to shake her hand before turning to Damali and hugging her tightly*
[02-23:35] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((Icon, whoops))
[02-23:35] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : *chuckles lightly, not overly used to that response* Oh yeah? I"m glad you think so.
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[02-23:37] 221, *Damali Aloula: *whispers while pulling her to the dressing room* What did I tell you? Some of the other girls who've been doing this for a while aren't that good. *winks* You're gonna do great.
[02-23:37] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles and shrugs* There is something......how do i put it? Not quite human about you. But then again, you are not hiding yours, as I am
[02-23:39] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : Not much reason to in this city. Besides, it helps me toss assholes from the club.
[02-23:40] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Giggles, he rheart racing with excitement* Really? Well then..a sign of things to come...*Grins again and follows eagerly, getting to know the place now, watching others dance on the stages as they pass*
[02-23:41] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods* Don't blame you. If it helps your job then by all means, use it to your advantage
[02-23:42] 221, *Damali Aloula: Mmm... and you can drive me to work so I don't have to walk with Jihan.
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[02-23:45] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : It would probably just scare your customers away, wouldn't it?
[02-23:47] a39, *Harmonia : *shakes her head* not really. I have quite a lot of people, different types each and everyone of them. Hence why I have almost anything to drink in this bar
[02-23:48] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : *shrugs lightly* I can't really handle it after it's gotten cold... left overs are never as good as the fresh stuff.
[02-23:48] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Fade with them going into the club and talking and meeting and such*
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[02-23:49] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles and shrugs* U've grown accustomed to it. Though i do agree, the fresh stuff is the best
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[02-23:54] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : I'm a snob, I guess *stands up from the stool* I've got some things to take care of. I'll have to swing by again.
[02-23:55] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and smiles* Your first drink is on the house the next time you come in. If you have one
[02-23:55] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : (I've got to go to bed)
[02-23:56] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : *nods with a little smile* Thanks.
[02-23:57] a39, *Harmonia : ((*hugs* night))
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[02-23:59] 56a, ºGavin Livingston : (*super hugs back* g'night)
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[03-00:01] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*eyes Sye*))
[03-00:02] 316, *Richard Gatts: (*looks for Sye*)
[03-00:05] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*Blinks* *Blinks again* Hang on... I thought Sye was the one that used Gatts... *feels really dumb now*))
[03-00:05] 316, *Robot Devil: he does? *oops*
[03-00:06] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((I thought he did. o_O
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[03-00:16] 316, ºmoth: ..he uses Gatsby, not Gatts.
[03-00:17] 316, ºmoth: *..and with that said, slinks back out.*
[03-00:18] MSG: Harmonia sent a message to Moth.
[03-00:18] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*Nods* I thought he used gatts, because people call Gatsby Gatts. *Nods and snugs the sneaking moth*))
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[03-00:25] c9b, *Jayde: *waves to all*
[03-00:27] a39, *Harmonia : ((*waves* How are you?))
[03-00:28] c9b, *Jayde: Good
[03-00:34] c9b, *Jayde: ...I broke the room
[03-00:35] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((Worse than that! You broke the internet!))
[03-00:36] a39, *Harmonia : ((*Laughs* I'm pondering about rping))
[03-00:38] c9b, *Jayde: RPing is always good
[03-00:42] a39, *Harmonia : ((I need someone to rp with though))
[03-00:43] 5d0, *Rowena Michaels : ((*would rp, but is going to rp with RD soon hopefully*))
[03-00:45] c9b, *Jayde: I'm free to RP, *goes to jump ic*
[03-00:49] a39, *Harmonia : *will be leaning against the bar, listening to whatever the radio is playing*
[03-00:57] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : *walks back into the bar slowly, feeling a little ashamed for his behavior when he’d run out last time. He’d cleaned up a lot since wandering around the streets. He’d gotten his clothes, amazingly enough the boxes his landlord had left out were still untouched when he’d gotten there, and he’d brought all of his stuff back to the hotel, though he knew he only had 2 more days paid there, he was going to have to find a way to get the money to stay, or end up on the street again. He’d changed into a clean pair of jeans, and a long sleeved blue shirt, trying not to look as beat up as he was as he walks over and sits down at the bar* Hey.
[03-00:59] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles at him* Hey stranger. How are ya
[03-01:06] a39, *Harmonia : ((*kicks her comp* Come on and work))
[03-01:07] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : I’m better…I think I lost my mind there for a little bit, but I found it again. Kinda lost my apartment in the process, but it turns out there are one or two decent people in this city, and I got some help…I’m sorry about running out like that the other night…I…shouldn’t have.
[03-01:08] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles and places a hand lightly on his shoulder* It's alright, you had every right too. And if you need a place to stay you are always welcome here. I'll cut you a break till you find work.
[03-01:13] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Well for the next couple of days I have a pretty nice room over at the Sundance hotel, really nice woman paid for me to stay there for a few days…not sure why, but she was a friend of that other woman who was in here before…Jihan…I’m not sure what the whole deal with either of those two is…but that’s a whole different story.
[03-01:14] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll laugh slightly* That's why i try not to ask to many questions
[03-01:16] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : I didn’t even ask questions…I just got pulled into it. *shakes his head and laughs a bit* But I feel better, found the rooms mini-bar.
[03-01:18] a39, *Harmonia : I never doubted you wouldn't find it
[03-01:22] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Probably going to be a fortune to pay off, and I’m not going to just leave it on the bill for, whatever her name was to have to pay…or I’m going to try not to, they charge way to much for that stuff *shrugs as puts his hands on the bar top, looking at them for a moment before looking back up* It’s pretty ridiculous
[03-01:22] a39, *Harmonia : I'd say. Well what can I get ya?
[03-01:25] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Whisky, as usual *smiles as he pulls his hands off the bar top, sitting back a bit*
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[03-01:27] a39, *Harmonia : *she nods and gets him his whiskey handing it to him* There ya go. If I helped you in anyway when you ran out of here I'm happy I could do that. I'm sorry thought if i caused pain in anyway
[03-01:27] 231, Ridge Felix: ((<_< >_>))
[03-01:29] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Problem is my pain is all my own fault *finishes of the whisky in one go with a bit of a sigh at the end as he sets the glass back down* You didn’t do anything wrong…I’m just an idiot, and I’m actually starting to understand the full scope of that. It’s just taken me a while.
[03-01:32] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll smile* At least you are beginning to understand. That is always a good thing.
[03-01:33] 231, Ridge Felix: ((if i may interupt, what is this RP about?))
[03-01:36] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Personally…blissful ignorance has always worked for me…but that never lasts, and I wasn’t ever exactly in ‘blissful’ ignorance. *smiles a bit*
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[03-01:39] 316, ºmoth: You still around Ridge?
[03-01:39] a39, *Harmonia : *smiles and shrugs a bit* As is the same with everyone. THey may try blissful ignorance but it doesn't last for anyone.
[03-01:40] 316, ºmoth: *tackles Harmonia*
[03-01:40] a39, *Harmonia : ((*is tackled* Hey! How are ya?))
[03-01:42] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Yeah…but this truth thing isn’t working out so great for me either *touches the bruise on his cheek experimentally to see how bad it still hurts, and it’s still pretty bad* or maybe it was just the sober thing on it’s own that was the problem.
[03-01:42] a39, *Harmonia : *looks at him* Couldn't tell ya there. So tell me, how'd you get that beautiful shiner?
[03-01:44] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : A fist for running into the wrong person…then falling a lot. *winces a bit at the memories* I really know how to literally beat myself up over something.
[03-01:45] a39, *Harmonia : *she'll chuckle lightly* I don't know if that is exactly a talent you want
[03-01:47] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Well, it’s all I got *holds his arms out in a ‘this is it’ sort of gesture before putting his hands back on the bar*
[03-01:47] MSG: moth sent a message to Harmonia.
[03-01:48] a39, *Harmonia : I know you have more then that. You just need to find it
[03-01:48] MSG: Harmonia sent a message to Moth.
[03-01:50] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : You have far too much faith in me *looks at her very serious, but with a hint of sarcasm to it as well, that he didn’t even really mean to put in there* I would have to actually go looking to find anything else.
[03-01:52] a39, *Harmonia : I have just the right amount of faith in you.
[03-01:53] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : *shakes his head, but he can’t help laughing too. He honestly doesn’t believe her, but arguing never gets anywhere*I guess someday it’ll be proved one way or the other
[03-01:53] a39, *Harmonia : *she smiles* And I know then that you'll see why I have so much faith in you
[03-01:56] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : *just kind of nods, though his disbelief has to be apparent* How do you choose the radio station? *just a question that popped into his head, and also conveniently changes the subject*
[03-01:56] a39, *Harmonia : *shrugs* Just turn on the radio and find something that I like.
[03-02:01] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : You should play some kind of mix CD or something, the sound quality is better…and that way you only have to listen to the songs you like *stares at the glass in front of him, seeming to think about it, though it’s really connected to something else he’s thinking about* Do you know where there’s any like...dance clubs in this city? The kind with the blaring music so you don’t even get the chance to think?
[03-02:02] a39, *Harmonia : *thinks for a moment* I don't know of any. I'm sorry, wish I could help ya out there
[03-02:02] MSG: Harmonia sent a message to Jaylin Anderson.
[03-02:04] MSG: Jaylin Anderson sent a message to Harmonia.
[03-02:05] a39, *Harmonia : ((*hugs* Thanks. Should we fade then?))
[03-02:05] c9b, *Jaylin Anderson : Well, I’m going to go out and see what I can find, I’ll see you tomorrow probably *gets up to leave and walks out*
[03-02:05] a39, *Harmonia : *nods and goes NPC* ((thanks. See ya later))
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[03-12:53] 73b, Street Urchin: *looks around at the pad*
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[03-13:36] 523, *Tevesh: Yo.
[03-13:47] 129, *Jayde: *waves*
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[03-16:03] aef, ºEnvy: *falls in*
[03-16:04] 129, *Jayde: *waves*
[03-16:05] aef, ºEnvy: *waves all sticky* it's sooooo hot and we haven't had air conditioning for three days
[03-16:06] 129, *Jayde: What's wrong with the air conditioing?
[03-16:08] aef, ºEnvy: just the joys of remodeling *grumbles* they're coming to finish stuff off so that we should be able to have it by tonight
[03-16:09] 129, *Jayde: Cool, we have to get the air condition at work fixed, but it's taking forever cause the owner is mean and is arguing about the repair price
[03-16:09] aef, ºEnvy: shoot. AC is something that just needs to happen. pay it and everyone's happy
[03-16:10] 129, *Jayde: Eh, only place I've ever had AC is at work, it's not hot enough times a year for most people to get it around here
[03-16:11] 129, *Jayde: We actually should be getting into the cooler rain starting again season in a couple weeks already
[03-16:15] aef, ºEnvy: It gets very hot here and very cold. it was supposed to rain last night and cool down, but it didn't. It's been in the upper 90's for about the last week.
[03-16:18] 129, *Jayde: I'm not sure how hot it's been here, just know it's been hot, but they said it should be a little less hot this weekend
[03-16:21] aef, ºEnvy: Well. I have the fan right on me now. So... how would you feel about a little RP?
[03-16:23] 129, *Jayde: Sure, but I gotta run and deposit my check really fast at the bank, but that's like down the street, so it'll only take me about 15 mintes
[03-16:26] aef, ºEnvy: that's cool. I think I can keep myself busy until then
[03-16:43] 129, *Jayde: *returns
[03-16:44] aef, ºEnvy: wb... you just signed off all of your messengers...
[03-16:44] 129, *Jayde: *
[03-16:44] 129, *Jayde: My computer went into standby right when I got back
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[03-16:47] aef, ºEnvy: oh. sometimes mine just sign me off... I guess to save me the trouble later, but I don't notice. alright! let's do some RP!
[03-17:03] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : *walks into the before the dawn bar, sitting at one of the tables this time, more in a thinking mood than a drinking mood, especially since he already had his daily buzz going, and didn’t really need anything for about an hour to maintain it. Though he doesn’t really have much to think about, or will let himself think about, beyond where he’s going to get rent money from, and where he’s going to be staying at that he’ll have to pay that rent money for after he leaves the hotel tomorrow*
[03-17:06] aef, *Kailynn Benson : *is already there, sitting in a corner table working on some mozzarella sticks... a little guilty pleasure. She has the newspaper spread open on the table, her eyes squinting to read in such dim light in the dim light*
[03-17:09] aef, *Kailynn Benson : (kicks icon up)
[03-17:10] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : *after a few moments, he spots Kailynn. Who’d of guessed, and he actually glances around to see if Jihan is going to appear out of the shadows watching him. He shakes his head at the reaction, and then gets up to walk over to Kailynn’s table.* Hi.
[03-17:12] aef, *Kailynn Benson : *doesn't even look up. She just flips her page of the newspaper. Can't anyone go out for cheese sticks anymore without getting hit on* No, you can't buy me a drink and I'm not intrested in your number *her voice is flat, mechanical as if on auto-response*
[03-17:16] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : You’d have to do a lot more work then just sitting there looking pretty for me to offer to buy you a drink, or even consider giving you my number *folds his arms and just stands there, waiting for her to look up and see who it is she’s talking to* I still don’t even know your name
[03-17:19] aef, *Kailynn Benson : You know, buddy... *trails off as she does finally look up. Her irritated, hostile look fades a little bit in surprise* Oh... I told them not to give you my information at the desk.
[03-17:23] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : *speaks a bit flatly as he responds* And they didn’t, they are very good at following instructions over there. But your friend Jihan isn’t as good…she’s been…not stalking me, but watching me. Just wondering if you could shed more light on it than she did. The majority of what she had to say was ‘Because I want to, and someone else told me not to’ *shrugs, but doesn’t sit at the table, he doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable*
[03-17:27] aef, *Kailynn Benson : That's pretty much it. She tends to be everywhere I go... if I tell her to ignore something, she's all over it. I guess I need to work more on my reverse psycology. Plus, I think that she likes to bother people... especially me. *against her better judgement, she nods to the chair across from her.* Are you just going to stand there, or sit down?
[03-17:33] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : It’s rude to sit without an invitation, and I actually have to get going soon * his manner and general ability to keep his balance has greatly improved since the last time she would have seen him, along with just his overall general appearance* I was just wondering what her deal was…it’s a tad disturbing to open your hotel room door to find a woman standing there for no apparent reason. Just seeing if I could find some answers.
[03-17:36] aef, *Kailynn Benson : Most men wouldn't complain about finding a woman like her just outside of your hotel room. *she hesitates a moment... she doesn't know this guy, or why he was beat up. He could be dangerous and probably is... but since she's being so generiously stupid these days* And my name is Kailynn.
[03-17:38] 129, *Jaylin Anderson : It’s nice to have met you, my name is Jaylin. Well, maybe I’ll see you around, but for now I have to get out and do some things *smiles before he turns and walks out, he’s really got to get out there and find a way to make some quick money, and hanging out in the bar isn’t going to get him that*
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[03-17:40] aef, *Kailynn Benson : Later *said to his back since he's probably out the door... what a strange guy with a strange girlie name, which ironically, is almost identical to hers. But now at least she gets to finish her cheese sticks before they get cold*
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[03-20:14] 595, *Squirrel: <_< >_>
[03-20:15] 7f8, ºEnvy: *drops back in*
[03-20:16] 595, *Squirrel: *Dives catches*
[03-20:18] 7f8, ºEnvy: whooo. my hero *mandatory hero cheek kissing*
[03-20:19] 595, *Squirrel: *Grins* Thin none of it, madame! *poses*
[03-20:19] 595, *Squirrel: ...erm, think..heh
[03-20:22] 7f8, ºEnvy: so... I'm watching I Love the 80's and it gets better every time.
[03-20:23] 595, *Squirrel: Heh heh, I'm watching Last Comic Standing
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[03-20:26] 595, *Squirrel: Hey Moth
[03-20:26] 7f8, ºEnvy: and eating ice cream with Milky Way topping *shares*
[03-20:28] 595, *Squirrel: o/
[03-20:29] 316, ºmoth: *needs a stealth flag*
[03-20:30] 595, *Squirrel: Hehe
[03-20:30] 316, ºmoth: *steals the ice cream and waves to Squirrel*
[03-20:31] 595, *Squirrel: *Waves back*
[03-20:31] 7f8, ºEnvy: *was sharing with everyone... especially Mothy*
[03-20:32] 316, ºmoth: *stole the whole damned thing!* *evil laughter*
[03-20:32] 595, *Squirrel: <_<
[03-20:32] 595, *Squirrel: O_o
[03-20:33] 7f8, ºEnvy: oh you wicked wicked boy *messes up Mothy's hair beyond any possible repair*
[03-20:36] 595, *Squirrel: <_< >_> .........
[03-20:38] 316, ºmoth: *stabs Squirrel once he has finished his ice cream*
[03-20:38] 595, *Squirrel: X_X
[03-20:40] 7f8, ºEnvy: boys...
[03-20:41] 595, *Squirrel: Yes?
[03-20:42] 7f8, ºEnvy: you're cute with your shifty eyes and your stealing and stabbing. Both of you
[03-20:43] 595, *Squirrel: ^_^
[03-20:43] 316, ºmoth: Not that being cute was what I was going for when I stabbed Squirrel...
[03-20:44] 316, ºmoth: *stabs again*
[03-20:44] 595, *Squirrel: X_X ..... *rwitch*
[03-20:44] 595, *Squirrel: *twitch
[03-20:45] 7f8, ºEnvy: *has strange ideas of what cute is*
[03-20:49] 7f8, ºEnvy: Mothy, you went and killed the room with all that stabbing *poke*
[03-20:50] 595, *Squirrel: *Twitch*
[03-20:54] 7f8, ºEnvy: If I go to take a quick shower, will at least one of you be here with RPing in your hearts?
[03-20:54] 595, *Squirrel: Yes
[03-20:55] 7f8, ºEnvy: alright. I shouldn't be all that long, but I smell really bad. brb
[03-20:55] 595, *Squirrel: lol k
[03-21:09] 7f8, ºEnvy: I'm baaack
[03-21:09] 595, *Squirrel: o/
[03-21:12] 7f8, ºEnvy: do you have RPing in your heart?
[03-21:13] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((Where do ya want me?))
[03-21:15] 7f8, ºEnvy: surprise me
[03-21:18] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Walks around in a business suit, smiling warmly at all the workers typing away on their laptops or desktops, giggling a little as she watches the security mirrors show thier heads following her down the hall. Normally Katya wouldn't be caught dead in such an environment, but she isn't here to work in the traditional sense...nope...special order for mister executive! hehe*
[03-21:18] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((How's that? lol))
[03-21:22] 7f8, ºEnvy: ((fine... mmm how in the bloody hell am I supposed to interract with that? I don't have business people *snickers and thinks really hard*)
[03-21:23] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((That was actually kind of a koke..I can repost))
[03-21:24] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((...joke..oi...typo demon...))
[03-21:25] 7f8, ºEnvy: (it was certainly a surprise *poke poke* smart ass)
[03-21:25] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((*Grins*))
[03-21:26] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Walks into the pr0n
[03-21:31] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Walks in the pr0n! store..ooo..naughty naughty. Good thing they had one of these around cause considering how she is about sex, drugs, music, stripping, the like...she's sure as hell bashful when it comes to stuff like lingerie and panties and all of that. So..what better place to go when one needs a good outfit to strip or to look sexy in! She passes through the toys secion, but makes a mental note to look in there later..she and Damali needed a new toy...hehe, instead clothes is her destination and immeadiatly she starts with the panties, g-strings, and thongs. Best to work from the inside out with this kind of job.*
[03-21:31] 316, •Sebastian Rayne: (*test*)
[03-21:40] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *naturally, Marley comes in not all that far behind her. Did she follow her? Does she really have that much time on her hands? Her dark, unwelcoming eyes seem to light up in this place... as they tend to do with any place that caters to her style of dominance. She saunters behind Katya, leaning so that her warm breath brushes over the other woman's ear* Boo
[03-21:42] 316, •Sebastian Rayne: (*test*)
[03-21:45] 595, *Katya Yudin : Ah! *Drops the scanty black thong she is holding to the floor and gasps for breath, almost running away from the voice that snuck up on her..but..it's in a store, no way that she can be mugged or anything in public here at the store...with a few other patrons staring at her for screaming too...yeah..so she turns around, blushing bright red* H..Hello...*Forces a smile, looking at the underwear she dropped, then back up to Marlay*
[03-21:45] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Marley
[03-21:47] 316, •Sebastian Rayne : (*ponders dropping ic*)
[03-21:48] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (*would love it it Moth did*)
[03-21:49] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((*Too!*))
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[03-21:50] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *doesn't bother to hide how pleased she is with the reaction. That wicked grin spreads from ear to ear* Jumpy
[03-21:53] 595, *Katya Yudin : Can ya blame me for it? *Picks up the thong from the floor and dusts it off, putting it back on the rack and looking through a few more* I mean...you did sneak up on me...*Flashes her a quick smile over her shoulder*
[03-21:56] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : You should really be more alert... this is a dangerous city. *glances at the rack briefly, then back at Katya* Christmas shopping for your mother?
[03-21:59] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Chuckles lightly, plucking a lime green one from the front, decorated with sparkly sequins around the crotch area* Yeah! How'd ya guess? *Grins, putting the thong around her midsection and looking down at it, pondering for a moment...lime was really Damali's thing...well, gets it for her then.* Thinking she could use something to warm up those cold Siberian nights, y'know? *Dripping with sarcasm*
[03-22:05] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (shoot... brb. a friend of mine is here and I have to get rid of him)
[03-22:07] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((ok))
[03-22:09] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (you know you're a dweeb when you blow off a party to sit around on your computer *grin*)
[03-22:10] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((*rofl*))
[03-22:10] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *A news broadcast interrupts regularly scheduelled television programming to reveal a gleamy-eyed blonde anchorwoman with an earpiece, seated directly in front of a row of professional grade camera equipment. She shuffles some loose white papers on a desk in front of her before speaking* "We apologize for interrupting with this late-breaking report. Police are engaged in a standoff with a gunman along the southwestern side of town. Police have confirmed that at four of their men have been wounded, and three have been killed. Two of the wounded are in critical condition at Riverside hospital, and the names of the dead will not be released, pending notification of the families. The streetcorner of W. 127th and Triskett has been sectioned off with barriers, and police are routing traffic away from the area at all costs. The suspected Gunman is a man named Nikolai Drakov who has barricaded himself within his bar, an establishment known as the "Depot". Police received an anonymous tip that illegal munitions were being held in the basement, and according to eyewitnesses, Nikolai opened fire on the investigating officers when confronted with a search."
[03-22:11] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : (At least*)
[03-22:12] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *Shaky helicopter video feed shows events from earlier in the day, where a row of police taking cover behind their vehicles are assaulted by a man with a tactical gas mask, body armor, and a Czech made submachine gun*
[03-22:14] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *Currently, the streetcorner resembles a warzone. Three police cruisers have been totalled, and blastmarks in the pavement still smoulder with heat from the incendiary grenades Nikolai had used. The staircase leading down from the bar area has been removed, and he is currently moving about through his living quarters with duct tape and several claymores, laying them in corners behind doorways, among other locales*
[03-22:16] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *Behind the red-eyed gasmask, his face is an expression of troubled discontent. A heavy sheen of of thick sweat lines his brow, soaking through his clothes and into the abused kevlar vest which sports at least seven nine-millimeter slugs. Only one had penetrated, though he didn't perceive the wound to be mortal. Nonetheless, it hurt like a bitch whenever his strides were too long*
[03-22:16] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *just smirks, leaning against a little table of videos* I hear you're coming to work at the Bush?
[03-22:18] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *He turns to glance at the television as live-video feed is broadcast. Thanks to the journalists, he is now aware of the Swat Team creeping it's way into the gun-riddled bar. Seconds later, a Claymore detonates in a visceral CRACK!, hurling thousands of tiny metal beads in a focused cone. Two more officers are killed, and a third is greviously wounded*
[03-22:21] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *He follows the Claymore's blast with a spray of AP gunfire, aimed blindly at an ascended angle through the wall above. The bar becomes saturated in a maelstrom of bullets, through which two more officers become wounded in spite of their Level IV vests. His ears ringing and his heart pounding, Nikolai pauses to reload, trying desperately not to feel like a cornered animal. Which, in truth, is precisely what he is*
[03-22:21] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (m-oth-y??? come innn)
[03-22:22] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Nods a bit, looking over a packet of pink pasties and absent mindly plucking them from the shelf* Yeah, Damali got me the interview last night and Cecile said I was good so...gonna be working finally. Plus, it's at a nice place and...get to share my lovely body with all the men here...*Smiles confidently for a second before realising what exactly she just sad...blushing again and looking back to a shelf of thigh high stockings, blinking a little at the TV in the corner of the store, the clerk not paying attention while he flips through a magazine idly*
[03-22:25] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *The remainder of the Swat team withdrawls, taking their wounded and dead with them. The tear gas they had used earlier had done little more than limit Nikolai's visibility. The smoke steadily clears, and the police dig themselves in, securing all exits and getting ready for a long overnight stay. Meanwhile, Nikolai is doing the same, finally taking time out from his efforts after nearly an hour of trapping, barricading, and preparing. He sits himself down on the couch and removes the mask after the gas is cleared, his hair soaking wet with sweat and his eyes weary*
[03-22:27] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : We'll see... I'm going for a drink. Enjoy your shopping *she blows an unrequited kiss to the guy working.* Don't hurt yourself honey
[03-22:28] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *He did not enjoy killing police officers, but would lose little sleep over it. He respected them somewhat for their line of work, and considered them soldiers of a sort. It was a shame he had sent so many of them to their graves today, but he wasn't quite ready to go to jail. If the police tried to gain entrance into the basement, there would be several more grieving families in the near future*
[03-22:33] 595, *Katya Yudin : Hurt myself doing what? *SOunding withdrawn from the convo* Oh..ok, have fun...*Starts drifting towards the clerk counter, asking him to turn up the volume and putting all attention on the screen, gasping as the reports reveal what is happening* Nikolai....*Stays glued to the little TV, silently demanding her to tell more*
[03-22:41] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *He pulls a medical kit from his bathroom shelf and messily spills it's contents onto the coffee table in his living room. Removing the vest, he pours a mixed cocktail of antisceptics over the fresh, raw, and bleeding hole in his abdomen. The bleeding was worse than he thought, but with some gauze and pressure, he manages to get it under control. The bullet passed completely through in spite of the vest, but if the wound became infected, he was a goner*
[03-22:41] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *Test*
[03-22:42] JOIN: Richard Gatts has entered.
[03-22:45] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *He reclines his head back against the sofa, panting heavily. The wound was beginning to sting terribly, and his vision was failing him. Waves of sparks and stars cloud his sight, followed soon after by a grey haze. All color becomes washed and dull for him, bland, lifeless, and shallow. He allows himself to pass out, knowing that the police would not be making any more moves until at least an hour from now. They may attempt to establish communication, but that would just be a lure to get him outside of the bar so that their snipers could tear his face off*
[03-22:48] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : *Meanwhile, back on the local news station, the same Gleam-Eyed blood fills the public in with an update* "The travesty continues as the Police finalize their barricades and attempt to establish communication with Nikolai Drakov, who has allegedly slain five police officers and wounded seven others." *A somewhat older picture of Nikolai is shown, and the woman begins to speak of his past deeds. Over time, people begin to lose interest, satisfied with hearing about how it all ended in the newspapers of the following morning*
[03-22:49] JOIN: Jonathon Brice has entered.
[03-22:50] 595, *Katya Yudin : *Stays in the store for as long as a year..which in actuality is more like five minutes. She pays for the items, and tears out of the store, hopping onto her bike literally and racing off into the night...grumbling in Russian all the way. Why did this happen? Why tonight? Was he okay? All she can think about now...nothing else mattering, not even herself, weaving through traffic hurredly* Nikolai...you..*Rattles off a long stream of curses in Russian, cursing every thing from his family, to his ancestors,...even his dog if he has or had one*
[03-22:52] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (*waves to Jonathan*)
[03-22:53] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : OOC: Hullo!
[03-22:54] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (lookin' good with that Brad Pittness... as usual)
[03-22:57] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : OOC: *Struts his stuff*
[03-23:02] 5a6, *Nikolai Drakov : ((Afk, Katya and I need to catch Sealab realleh quick))
[03-23:02] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : John is currently in his own suit, which of course is the nicest and the biggest, he deserves it. Especially after all he put into the place. That and it also doubles at his house. Slowly walks out onto the large balcony, sipping his ever present martini, pausing at the rail to look out over the city.
[03-23:03] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((*lurves teh Sealab*))
[03-23:09] 316, •Sebastian Rayne : *The bar was smoky, dimly lit, and crowded with people - though given the night of the week the crowding was more than slightly unusual, but the owners weren’t complaining. At the bar patrons jostled one another, even as others yelled at one another over the small circular tables spread across the breadth of the small single room, even as others argued across the rectangular tables of the booths which lined the walls - in the far right corner however was where much of the sound rose as the tightly gathered crowd watched a game of pool.* *It was in the center of this ring of patrons that he stood, glancing about at there faces briefly, many of them holding mugs of the house beer - beer that he swore tasted like nothing more than yellowed dishwater. A smile creasing his lips as a low curse would escape the lips of his opponent, that being his cue to make his move - taking several slow steps forward, circling about the battered table before choosing his position and leaning down across the thing, bringing up the pool cue, and without even a moments hesitation, he would bring the narrow point of the cue into the white ball, sending it forward so that it would strike first one ball, knocking it into a pocket before ricocheting back to strike another, and another in an effect that would cause the crowd about him to gasp, they not again making a sound until the black eight ball fell into one of the pockets - he standing straight as the group would begin to applaud his display, his lips moving rather close to the tip of the pool cue across which he would blow a soft breath of air as if it were the smoking barrel of a gun.*
[03-23:12] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *true to her word, she'd gotten a drink... paid for by a television executive who had blessedly passed out drunk. In her earlier days, she'd drugged them to get this exact reaction, but eventually... they caught on and complained to Cecile, who was pissed (though impressed) non the less. Now, she comes out on the balcony in a robe, holding a vodka martini. Only an hour left and can change and get to the club*
[03-23:18] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : He continued to gaze over the city, leaning onto the railing with his elbows, casually sipping his drink here and there. Then, rather absent mindly, he looks down. And though he's looking at the top of her, he reconizes Marley right away, which causes him to smark slightly. Tipping his glass ever so slightly, a small amount of martini spilling over, it should onl splatter a little bit, and land beside her on her balcony.
[03-23:21] 7f8, ºNico Blue: *leans against a table, watching one of the guys in her strange little posse take a shot. None of them would seem to have anything in common with any other, however, they all seem quite familair with each other. While most of them seem to have some kind of glitter glam so popular in the 70's or early 80's, or a more leather industrial look, Nico appears to have come from some remote island. Due to the heat, her shirt is a plain white tank top and bright, very thin fabric is wrapped around her several times for a skirt. Bracelets and tattoos aside, she looks like she should be outside an animal testing facility with a guitar instead of hanging out with this flamboyant crowd in a bar*
[03-23:22] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : OOC: Oh wow...I have an icon thing.
[03-23:24] JOIN: NyteWulf has entered.
[03-23:24] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : Hey! *though it misses her, she steps to the side, looking up quite bewildered and not all that happy about being disrupted. Though when she realizes who it is, she just gets a 'figures' look on her face* You're in civilization... we don't piss outside here.
[03-23:28] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : He grins lightly as he leans a little further out over the edge, moving the glass to the side, threatening to tip it, this time on her head. ''Ah, but you forget, I own this hotel. I 'piss' where I please.'' Winks.
[03-23:30] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : How could I forget? You remind me of your superiority every chance you get. *sips on her own drink, then looks up again after a few moments* Party's kind of dead down here. Can I come up?
[03-23:31] 316, •Sebastian Rayne : *A faint hint of arrogance showing in his dark eyes as he would toss the cue roughly on the already beaten table, only to snag the money extended by the recently defeated opponent rather roughly, a quick wink in the direction of the man before he would begin to count the bills, counting aloud under his breath as if he thought the man would cheat him of the money he had just earned - almost able to sense the anger seething forth from the other man as he would do so, but this meant nothing to him, as what was life without a little danger? Seeming rather satisfied with himself once he had finished counting his money for the night, folding the bills across the middle and sliding them into the front pocket of his worn jeans, there being only a simple black t-shirt covering his upper body - not even speaking a word as he would reach out to again to the pool cue, starting towards the crowd which would part fluidly for him as he made his way to another table, no doubt looking for another game - his eyes instantly coming to rest upon the girl leaning against the table as the crowd would part, a faint smile curled at the corner of his lips.*
[03-23:32] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : He pauses for a moment, as if thinking about it, before nodding. ''Just go to the nearest elevator.'' And with that, he disappears from view. She will get clearence by the elevator man.
[03-23:33] c94, *NyteWulf : *walks downt he stairs to the bar and sits at a table near the window, watching hte outside, wearing a black sparkly dress wiht long bell curve sheer sleeves, no shoes and her long flowing black hair loos enad fanned across her back, silver-blue eyeshadow, dark red lipsand skina natural tan*
[03-23:35] 595, *Katya Yudin : ((Night everyone, Nikolai has NPC playability on me. I'm out, see ya))
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[03-23:36] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[03-23:37] 7f8, ºNico Blue: *playfully nudges a tall, very voluptuous girl out of her way with her pool stick. Then leans her own form over to take a rather impressive shot... which... doesn't quite go as planned as she sinks a ball... but not hers. But it's all in good fun and she just laughs it off, her cheeks pink from a combination of the heat in the crowded bar, or a little too much of the afore mentioned dishwater beer*
[03-23:37] 221, *Cookie Monster: *cuddles his Envy*
[03-23:38] MSG: Nico Blue sent a message to Cookie Monster.
[03-23:39] MSG: Cookie Monster sent a message to Nicola Jennings.
[03-23:40] 221, *Cookie Monster: ((>_<))
[03-23:40] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *after taking the precaution to reset the clocks in the room, she does go to the elevator and up to his floor. She only knocks twice, half assed with the back of her knuckle on his door*
[03-23:40] MSG: Cookie Monster sent a message to Nicola Jennings.
[03-23:41] MSG: Cookie Monster sent a message to Nico Blue.
[03-23:43] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : Soft footsteps can be heard as he pads over to the door, opening it for her, smiling. Martini glass still in hand. ''Come on in.'' His place is without a doubt the best place. It even has a small pool in one of the rooms. His little establishment takes up the majorit of the upper floors. It's his house afterall.
[03-23:43] c94, *NyteWulf : *looks about the room, sighs, and looks bakc out the window*
[03-23:44] MSG: Nico Blue sent a message to Cookie Monster.
[03-23:45] 316, •Sebastian Rayne : *As she would make this shot there would be only a faint sound from him as if he were thoroughly disappointed by this display, though, this would no doubt go unheard with the rest of the sound about the place - the crowd which had been gathered behind him starting to thin as they would lose interest as they didn’t think he was prompt enough in finding a challenger - his grin fading, though he wouldn’t turn away, watching with a sort of detached amusement.*
[03-23:46] MSG: Cookie Monster sent a message to Nico Blue.
[03-23:47] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *comes inside, still in the robe with a black leather bag dangling in hre hand. With hardly a look to him she steps in rather far into the room before turning to look at him expectantly* Where's the bathroom?
[03-23:49] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : Shuts the door behind her and turns, pointing to a small hallway. ''First door on the left.''
[03-23:52] 7f8, ºNico Blue: *hands her stick over to someone else, since the ones in this place aren't worth a damn.* You know I can't play this game while I'm still reasonably sober. I'll be right back *she glides through and around the people, careful to stay of of the way of those trying to take their shots. In avoiding one such situation, she backs into Sebastion. She turns quickly, only mildy startled as it was bound to happen* Oh.. sorry *brushing off the incident without another thought, she gets to the bar, leaning over to order another pitcher of beer*
[03-23:53] MSG: Nico Blue sent a message to Cookie Monster.
[03-23:55] 221, *Eyad Aloula: *The doors to the bar opens and a short, dark skinned man with a receding hairline of greasy black hair enters. He has a thick black mustache of the same greesy blackness as his hair. His entire being, from his sleazy cloathing, to his mask of a friendly smile say "don't trust me"*
[03-23:57] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *with out a word of thanks, or any other word at all, she turns down the hallway and into the bathroom. The shower can be heard, but only for about 5 minutes, then the faucet when she brushes her teeth, then she reappears in simple well fitting jeans and a studded, also fitting sleeveless black shirt with an Andy Warhol style portrait of Elvis printed onto it. She comes back into the more main part and drops the bag near the door* I'm not very good company when I smell so terrible.
[04-00:02] MSG: Nico Blue sent a message to Eyad Aloula.
[04-00:02] f4c, *Jonathon Brice : When she comes back in, he's just finishing mixing another Martini, with vodka. He picks it up in his free hand, moving over to her, and holding it out to her. Chuckling lightly. ''Quite alright.''
[04-00:03] 316, •Sebastian Rayne : *And as she would have left the table he would have turned his gaze upon another of the players with only a hint of curiosity visible in his chocolate brown eyes, having just became interested in another game as she would wander into him - his eyes turning to her abruptly as she would make her quick apology.* Should watch where you going. *Quietly chastising her under his breath, though his words would seem only halfhearted as he spoke them.*
[04-00:05] 221, *Eyad Aloula: *Eyad looks around with his dark pools of eyes, either looking for fun, trouble, or in all likely hood considering one to be equivilant to the other*
[04-00:11] 7f8, ºNico Blue: *either hadn't heard the tip, or didn't pay any attention to it. Though, she is more over all observant as she weaves through the bodies with the pitcher. Three of the members of the little crew gather their things upon her arrival, which leaves her with two others to polish off the game and the beer. It's also her turn when she gets back. She reclaims her stick and with a reminder that she is stripes... not solids, she steadies the stick behind her back and leans back, tilting her head to get the angle right, she shoots this time making the shot and sinking the last two of her balls, one after the other with the one shot*
[04-00:12] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-00:13] 221, *Eyad Aloula: *Eyad walks by the various tables being played, eyeing how each person sets up and shoots.*
[04-00:14] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : *looks down at the drink, lifting it under her nose before she would take a drink* I usually don't take drinks unless I've either made them myself or watched someone else very carefully while they do it... but you seem nice enough. *is that sarcasm? Although she doesn't drink the martini right away, she doesn't hand it back to him either*
[04-00:14] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (*wave wave to Jayde*)
[04-00:16] 50e, *Jayde: *waves back*
[04-00:18] MSG: Nico Blue sent a message to Eyad Aloula.
[04-00:20] MSG: Eyad Aloula sent a message to Nico Blue.
[04-00:22] MSG: Marley Watkins sent a message to Eyad Aloula.
[04-00:28] 7f8, ºMarley Watkins : (where did everyone go?)
[04-00:31]

      Tevesh strolls down the street, his left hand in the pocket of his brown leather overcoat, and his tophat atop his head. He walks with a bounce in his step, not really sure where he's going or why.. But he's sure what he means to do.. In his right hand he holds a black 9mm hand gun, which is cocked and against his right temple. He makes no effort to hide the gun, but it seems nobody has taken the care to notice it. His trigger finger seems to be quite "itchy," gently squeezing and letting the pressure off on it, as if it wasn't sure it wanted to plummet into Final Death. His mind races as he whistles tunelessly.. 'What to do? Do we want to end? To see the light, to look Left finally? Make the plunge and stop the sight! The Cobweb calls me, but the light out here beckons..So many things I haven't seen, so many places I haven't been!' He stops walking completely...

      Tevesh starts to pace back and forth in front of random clubs, tracing the same path back and forth, over and over. He slowly walks to one end of the block, then turns around and goes to the other.. All the while with the gun to his head, talking and muttering.. Seeing and knowing.. His eyes are wild, the look of insanity and hate and love and all emotion made flesh, his very heart and body and mind pushed out through those balls of jelly.. If one were to stare at his peering modules, you would get entranced.. His ever stretching boundaries growing taught and thin, cracking and breaking and freezing.. Unwilling to let go though, the steel is apparent in his mind and soul. His feet make loud thud noises with every step, creeping close to the edge.. Then backing away.. Close to pulling the trigger, and then almost deciding not to.. A battle rages in him.. He starts to walk faster, back and forth, clearly agitated...

      Tevesh stops walking again, and drops the gun from his head.. "No use, no use. We need to see what is out there, what the world knows! We must learn and feel and breathe the air, must be half alive to do so.. Old, we're.. I'm old. I'm insane. No, I can see! I can see!" He throws the gun down onto the ground, a loud clatter being made. Starting to get excited, he speaks with a passion unknown to him.. "I can see! I know! I feel! No stopping this, no. I've been broken and mended, stopped and started.. Death is not wise, nor an option. Blind no more, glass is clear and the time of the reckoning is near!" He grins wildly as his eyes glow with a fire... Pointing at a passing man.. "You do not know! You can't feel! SEE! LOOK AT IT AND BE!" Suddenly he stops, arm trembling.. Tears flow down his face.... What to do, what to do?

      Tevesh jumps, and whips around.. "You! I remember you!" He nods vigourously and grins, leaning close to the lady.. Breathing deeply, he watches her.. "Haven't seen you in quite some time.." Leans back on his heels and rocks.. "We know what you are, and we know who you follow..." Taps his head lightly and grins. "I see you, and you can't hide. You make them pulse and pump, you make it bleed. You cut the Veins and I must repair.. You!"

      Tevesh stares at her.. "Your place of Sin, your place of Lust! Away? This place is the closest to the Vein that I could get! Can't you smell it? It's Madness.." He breathes in deeply to accentuate his words.. "It smells of insanity! Pure, raw energy! I can feel it pulsing through the air!" He starts to pace again, getting near to ranting... "I feel it! I FEEL IT! It is here! The Thing I have been looking for all these years is HERE! I must mend it! It has been broken! The Vein!!!" Starts to get the wild look in his eyes again, his manner changing completely..

      Tevesh stops.. And just looks at her.. He raises a hand to his cheek.. Shaking his head, he looks at the woman.. No, not a woman. It's a demon.. Wings, gigantic leathery wings.. The eyes are glowing bright red, the skin covered with a ocher glop that stinks of formeldehyde... Tevesh backs away, whimpering.. He is pushing himself up against a brick wall, hammering head head against it.. Nearing tears and almost screaming from fright... "G... Get away! Go! Back! It has you! The damage is big! Too big for me!" He starts all out bawling right now, but it seems the passerby's do not even glance at him...

      Tevesh stops.. Normal woman again.. No change, no demon.. "Magic? No magic.. I have Cloaked us... Cloaked me.. You're near me, it works for us.. Maybe not for you.. Demon-witch.." He shudders.. Speaks some more.. "They do not see us because their minds will not let them.. Watch their eyes..." Nods.. Starts to rock back and forth...