These logs are no longer being updated. Use DB Logs to see recent lines.
[17-19:08] f77, *Gian Rogue: *he growls playfully, wrapping his arms around her waist, not needy just to keep this beautiful cat close*
[17-19:11] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: Take me inside, hm? It`s chilly out. *to her, it is, yes. Wondering if it would be for him, as a native of Brazil*
[17-19:14] f77, *Gian Rogue: *he nods, nipping the tip of her nose* freezing actually.* he says, nodding up to the spiffy building, getting his key to get in the front area, then up a flight of stairs to his apartment, then getting inside which is really large and expenisively furnished*
[17-19:18] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: *she takes a few steps inside, whistling faintly; her lenses have somehow returned to her face. She nods* Very nice. Oddly enough, my place is only a mile from here. *she runs long fingers across the back of a suede easy chair, caressing it like a lover`s skin*
[17-19:21] f77, *Gian Rogue: *He closes the door, and then stands back watching her* really? hmm. * who'd a thought that for a contractor/carpenter he'd be in such wealth.* I'll have to see it sometime* he walks to her, lightly brushing his hand from behind over her stomach.*
[17-19:24] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: *she leans back against him, turning her face to nuzzle at his neck, dragging her tongue wetly and softly against his skin, purring intently*
[17-19:27] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[17-19:27] f77, *Gian Rogue: *he turn her perfectly to face him and puts his hand under her chin, making her look up, his purr like thunder, and nips at her nose gently, other hand on the small of her back.*
[17-19:30] 335, Lucreccia: *she lingers at the corner Kettle and Cherry, in the heart of the Manhattan, where Gerald has his house. She knows Gerald is home, but she has yet to announce herself. There`s a certain amout of fear in the idea of seeing him again. She`s hoping to catch Lucien either leaving or returning, since she has the priviladged knowledge gained by covert spying that he`s taken up residence with his father while in town. She smokes, making sure she stays out of the streetlight. Her hair is tied back for once, since it`s like a beconfire spawning from her head*
[17-19:31] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: (*stares ...* how did THAT Happen? *fixes*)
[17-19:32] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: *she leans into the flat of his palm, his purr vibrating against her chest and resonating through her bones. She pushes close and firmly against him, bringing her mouth thi his again, nuzzling now and again, and takes this to private message! Gotta love it!*
[17-19:33] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[17-19:33] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[17-19:33] JOIN: a random dead guy has entered.
[17-19:34] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 5:33pm, November 17 (CST) ).
[17-19:34] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[17-19:34] NICK: Street Urchin changed nick to .
[17-19:34] NICK: Street Urchin changed nick to Lucien.
[17-19:36] 335, Lucreccia: (*oogles luci`s pic*)
[17-19:36] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Phedre No Dulaunay.
[17-19:37] 335, a random dead guy: * the body falls from one of the tall biuldings in the city ....it falls like a feather ...a feather tied to a bowling ball ...yes the man is already dead ..he shot himself before falling so his brains are not to far behind him....his limp body, motionless and lifeless finaly hits the ground with a loud thud and splat as his body seesm to be torn to peices ...fragments and ramnants of his body hit people left and right ....one man looking on blurts out what a sight *
[17-19:37] 9b9, Street Urchin: ((oh, you mean me and robin the rock star!))
[17-19:37] MSG: Phedre no Dulaunay sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[17-19:37] JOIN: Drake Maia has entered.
[17-19:38] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 5:37pm, November 17 (CST) ).
[17-19:38] 335, Drake Maia: * gets hit with the blood and looks at teh body * ohh what the fuck man ...christ could ya have picked an other block or something ..god damn humans and there feelings*
[17-19:38] JOIN: Lucien has entered.
[17-19:38] 9b9, ºLucien 
: ((did I do it? I did!))
[17-19:42] 9b9, ºLucien : *is puffing away on a cigarette himself as he walks down the street, slouched over slightly with one hand in his pocket. With tattered jeans and a beaten hoodie, he fits in just fine with the urban night life. Of course, he hadn't taken up his father's offer to stay at his house and he's not heading there now. His head is down a little, dark hair in his face, making him look even more charmingly beautiful*
[17-19:42] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Phedre No Dulaunay.
[17-19:42] 335, Drake Maia: * he kinda looks at the man dosnt know him ...hopes his has kids and a family so that he can see them suffer for what he just did to himself*
[17-19:43] 335, Drake Maia: * takes a tissue out and wipes the blood as best as he can then starts to walk down the street again talking to himself* fucking people ..alwya taking the easyway out ...i guess its nature to them ...
[17-19:43] MSG: Phedre no Dulaunay sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[17-19:46] 335, Lucreccia: *she tisks silently; where the hell is that kid? She turns curtly and Sidesteps into the Umbra; here, she can track anything. She sends out her Air Incarna to track her son`s movements. After returning, with such skill as she possesses, Lucreccia Sidesteps once more - right behind Lucien. She follows him until he notices her*
[17-19:46] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Phedre No Dulaunay.
[17-19:47] 9b9, ºLucien : *which doesn't take long. He's paranoid about being followed, he whirls around and begins walking backwards without missing a step* What are you doing here?
[17-19:50] MSG: Phedre no Dulaunay sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[17-19:54] 335, Lucreccia: Came to see your dad. *truthfully, she had been planning the trip for a time; it just so happened Lucien moved up her departure date* And since you showed up, I came to see how the two of you were getting along. *she smiles at him; a mother`s loving smile, though she`s afraid there`s still the grudge of their last encounter hanging about in the air*
[17-19:54] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Phedre No Dulaunay.
[17-19:55] 9b9, ºLucien : *his backward steps slow, then finally cease all together. He shrugs as he pulls the cigarette from his full lips, a typical teenager response to any question*
[17-19:59] MSG: Phedre no Dulaunay sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[17-20:00] 335, ºPhedre no Dulaunay: (I`ma go, guys. There`s shit going down again and I just need to deal with it. Love you both sooooooooo much! *Hugs and flies away*
[17-20:04] f77, *Gian Rogue: *oh gods does that get him aroused, he throbs against his pants as she lick his fingers with the other quickly undoing his pants and jerking her panties down, leaning up and pressing the head of his 9" cock into her, thick and needy*
[17-20:04] f77, *Gian Rogue: (okay! bye!)
[17-20:05] 9b9, ºLucien : ((night peanut!))
[17-20:05] JOIN: Lucien has entered.
[17-20:06] EXIT: Lucien has left the chat ( 6:05pm, November 17 (CST) ).
[17-20:13]
Chat cleared by Envy.
[17-20:48] JOIN: moth has entered.
[17-20:52] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[17-21:05] 9b9, ºEnvy: *chills*
[17-21:06] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[17-21:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson 
: *tried to make it to the hotel, but going through back ways had exhausted her pulped body before she could. She now lays passed out from pain near the dumpster of the Before the Dawn bar, still in only her knee length jacket. At first glance, she may look dead, due to her body being stretched out, but that's only because there is no way that she could curl up with her broken ribs*
[17-21:16] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[17-21:16] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson 
: *is walking back to Before the Dawn from work, taking an odd back way, mostly to be sure he doesn’t run into Ivy. He just…hasn’t much cared for her so he’d decided to actively avoid her for now. He tilts his head slightly as he gets closer to the dumpster of the BtD and sees a body laid out. It only takes a minute as he gets closer before he recognizes Kailynn and starts running over, falling to his knees next to her as he reaches to take her pulse* Kailynn? Can you hear me?
[17-21:20] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *her eyes open half way, glossy and unfocused, obviously not recognizin him at first. Some remaining instinct reaches out and tries to knock his away from her* Don't... *her voice is cracked and scratchy, as to be expected even without the bruises around her neck that signify strangulation. What may be surprising is the lack of shake or waver in it*
[17-21:25] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : *catches her hands when she tries to push him away as he looks at her, it’s obvious someone has attacked her and he feels his anger starting to grow again along with that strange feeling of power, but he pushes it away again, there’s no one here to hurt and he doesn’t want to do that again anyway.* It’s me…it’s Jaylin, I’m going to help you. I need to get you to a hospital or something…
[17-21:27] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she doesn't even bother to fight her tears of complete relief that he came along, but other than the hand shooting out before, she has yet to move one tenderized muscle* They ask questions.
[17-21:31] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Then…I’ll take you inside to one of the rooms….*he doesn’t want to argue, and he also wants to know what happened to her and who did it. He also knows the need of not having questions by the wrong people getting asked* Is anything broken?
[17-21:34] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I...*her voice trails off as her eyes completely close again, then open slightly trying to focus and get ahold of herself.* I don't know.
[17-21:39] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Okay…then I’ll just have to be as carefull as I can then…*he carefully and slowly picks her up, being as gentle as is possible as he does, and takes her in through the backdoor of BtD and takes her up the stairs and to his room since it’s the first door and it’s got just about anything someone could need since Ivy had ‘fixed it up’ for him. He slowly puts her down on the bed, hoping he hasn’t made anything worse* Okay, here we are, this is better.
[17-21:43] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *makes a few painful sounds, trying to keep her body straight, which may make her more difficult to carry, everywhere hurts, but her side is more of a sharp pain. She's never broken anything before, but this is intense* I think some ribs are broken *starting to get more lucid now that she's safe.* and fingers *true to her word, some of her fingers are a complete mess. At least she fought. One eye is almost completely swollen shut*
[17-21:46] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Who did this? *walks over to search for a box Ivy had left of ‘supplies’ if he got himself hurt since they both knew he’d never go to a hospital again, but apparently even if you healed fast and couldn’t die you needed to have supplies to take care of your wounds, or that was what Ivy had said*
[17-21:48] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *it takes her a while, since she didn't really know how to answer. She didn't know what memories were real and which weren't* He was strange. He didn't something to me. I didn't even know that he was hurting me.
[17-21:50] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : What? *doesn’t understand that at all as he comes back over with the box, and the handy medical book that came with it for broken fingers and the like, though he already pretty much knows what has to be done with those to get them to heal straight* I have some pain killers…looks like ‘strong’ and ‘you’ll sleep for a week’ varieties. Do you have a preference for which one?
[17-21:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *goes to shake her head, but it really just rolls to the side. Within all the bruises, are several twin bite marks* I don't want to sleep. He can come back.
[17-21:54] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : What do you mean….*trails off as he looks at the marks on her neck in between the bruises* Those are teeth marks….oh no.
[17-21:56] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *which would explain her being more pale than usual... where she's not black and blue, that is. But through it all, she manages a little smile, her split lip causing her to cut the smile short* You ask more questions than the hospital
[17-21:56] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[17-21:58] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((*cuddles the cutey envy girl*
[17-21:58] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : I just….I think I might know what did this…*frowns very deeply* You’ve lost blood but…I don’t think it’s to much….I just…we need to get you cleaned up and get a bandage on that and take care of your fingers.
[17-21:59] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*smooches cookie head*)
[17-22:01] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Can I have some water? *lays so still, even the thought of moving makes her wince*
[17-22:06] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Yeah, just a second…*gets up and walks over to the small fridge, opening it and pulling out a bottle of water. He had a bunch of them in the fridge since he was drinking that and juice now instead of alcohol. He walks back over, taking the lid off* Did you know the guy who did this or did he take you by surprise?
[17-22:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : It felt like I did, but I don't think I did. It was like I was on... *doesn't even know what kind of drug he could have slipped her to make her such an idiot8
[17-22:10] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Okay, that didn’t make a whole lot of sense…but it’s okay if you don’t remember it quite right, not to surprising. Here…do you need help with the water?
[17-22:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *smiles again, just slightly at the corners of her mouth* I can't hold the bottle *broken fingers and all*
[17-22:13] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : Right, here *helps her to drink the water, quietly seething about what’s happened to her and wishing that he knew the name of who did it*
[17-22:14] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *gets a few swallows down before she coughs, some of it going down the wrong tube*
[17-22:18] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : *takes the water away and sets down on the nightstand* Sorry about…yeah. *looks at her fingers and frowns* I need to make sure that all of your fingers are straight so that they heal correctly…are you sure you don’t want to be knocked out on the drugs?
[17-22:19] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *just looks at him silently, her one open eye saying it all. Of course she'd love to be knocked out on drugs, but she's scared to death*
[17-22:21] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : You don’t have to worry…I’m going to be here, nothing is going to happen to you while I’m here.
[17-22:23] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Ok. *it's hard for her to even imagine what it's like to not ache all over; to not have her broken ribs grind against themselves, reverberating through out her entire body*
[17-22:28] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : *gets back into the box and takes some of the drugs out, not the strongest but strong enough* Here *grabs the water too* At least they aren’t horse pills, I’ve taken those kind of painkillers before. Effective, but hell to get down.
[17-22:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *just watches him, unable to believe that she's here and safe. She didn't expect to wake up at all when she fell on the street* Sounds great.
[17-22:33] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : *helps her to take the pills, still wishing he knew who’d done this. He’s very tempted, if he knew the perpetrator, to maybe test the powers he’s been surprising on them. It’s not like there would be a better test subject* I’ll make sure you’re taken care of. I’m not going to go anywhere, I can call into work, I’m sure they’ll understand.
[17-22:35] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *her eyes drift closed, it's hard for her to stay awake anyways, but at least the pills will make it a more comfortable sleep* Thank you.
[17-22:37] 5f5, *Jaylin Anderson : *is glad once she’s asleep as he can go about bandaging her up better, and with the painkillers it makes it easier for him as he’s not as worried about waking her up*
[17-22:37] EXIT: Jaylin Anderson has left the chat ( 8:37pm, November 17 (CST) ).
[17-22:37] EXIT: Kailynn Benson has left the chat ( 8:35pm, November 17 (CST) ).
[17-23:16] JOIN: shana has entered.
[17-23:17] JOIN: werd up has entered.
[17-23:17] afa, werd up: werd up ya;;
[17-23:17] afa, werd up: yall*
[17-23:28] a25, *Cookie Monster: O_o
[18-00:06] JOIN: moth has entered.
[18-00:14] JOIN: Ariel has entered.
[18-00:19] a25, *Cookie Monster: *waves*
[18-03:54] JOIN: Caine Lupas has entered.
[18-03:55] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *peeks in on the room*
[18-04:05] EXIT: Caine Lupas has left the chat ( 2:05am, November 18 (CST) ).
[18-18:08] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[18-18:10] e20, *Squirrel: .
[18-19:07] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[18-19:29] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[18-19:30] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[18-19:31] 96f, ºCecile DeMornay: Evenin`, Jayde.
[18-19:40] 96f, ºCecile DeMornay: *decides to RP with herself, since she`s got a thing to play out with Luc and Gerald ... goes off to into ICdom*
[18-19:41] EXIT: Cecile DeMornay has left the chat ( 5:40pm, November 18 (CST) ).
[18-19:42] JOIN: LAMadame has entered.
[18-19:42] EXIT: LAMadame has left the chat ( 5:42pm, November 18 (CST) ).
[18-19:42] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[18-19:43] JOIN: Gerald Tarrant-Rothman has entered.
[18-19:48] 96f, ºLucreccia : *she stands just outside Gerald`s terribly post home, dressed in something besides jeans and a teeshirt, for once. She got the Pretty Woman treatment on Rodeo, of course, until she showed them her cash. At any rate, she came out looking lovely in the end. Long, wild curls have been smoothed and gleam with the sheen that comes with nothing short of ironing. Her dress is hardly a dress; a spot of green silk that clings to every muscled curve of her flesh and just barely covers her intimate parts. She dressed like this once, all the time, back home in Italy; back home when she was with Gerald. Her only makeup is kohl about her eyes to make them twice as striking and a thin smattering of rouge on her lips. Gathering her courage and her heart for the first sight of the one man she`s loved for the first time in nearly two decades, she knocks with her usual ferocity*
[18-19:55] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : *he`s actually been pacing the hallway, waiting for her. She had called the night before and asked to go out to dinner, someplace of his choosing. Where they could sit quietly and be annonymous. He had tried to explain that he wasn`t very annonymous anywhere in this town, but that he would find them a table somewhere. He`d managed to squeeze them into Cafe Pierre on Manhattan Boul, which was no small task, considering the drastically short timing. His heart hadn`t stopped beating in his chest since the call, and if there were darker than usual circles under his eyes, it was from his inability to sleep with her in his head. At the knock, he rushes forward, but makes sure his etire is smooth and hair sleek; California Casual as always. It`s clear, however, that the threadcount is high and the leather premium and well-tailored to his form. He throws the door open and allows himself a whistle of appreciation*
[18-19:59] 96f, ºLucreccia : *she smiles; she was wondering if he`d do that. It was always the way he showed his appreciation for her when she took particular care of herself, putting more than her average attentions into her looks. She wonders if he`s still the same in other aspects. Who`s to say? But she`s primarily here for their son, do find out what`s happened between them. Gaia knows Lucien isn`t forthcoming with the information* Hello, Gerald ... *her voice, holding strain that comes off pleasingly as a low huskiness, grates from her throat. It`s been so long, and nearly twenty years have been sweet to him. She can feel her body responding to memories long repressed; she forces the feelings back with practiced and easy dicipline* How`ve you been?
[18-20:03] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : *such casual words after so long! Ah, but it was always her way never to show what was really under the skin. It took getting mean to make her speak up, something he never understood. Ah, one more thing they`d have to work on, if only for their sons sake. He could imagine them as parents had they stayed together; the poor boy would never have gotten any peace. It was really best the way it happened. Only bad part being, of course, their lack of contact* I`m fine. So are you. *he drops a wink, and closes the door as he steps out, listening with satisfaction at the click of the security lock. With any luck, he`ll be showing her his bedroom by the end of the night. He offers his arm and leads them toward his car*
[18-20:08] 96f, ºLucreccia : *the old cheesy lines! Oh, how sad that she missed them all these years, without realizing it. She leans willing against the offered appendage and wiggles her brows at him playfully. He always did bring such a quality out in her; not even Lucien as a boy, doing as boys will do, brought out the playfulness and the remainder of her youth such as Gerald did* How is he? Lucien? We haven`t spoken since our tiff, and that`s when I gave him your address. Luccianna, of course, kept as much of your presence away from him as possible.
[18-20:08] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : And you`re going to expect me to believe you didn`t? *he eyes her over the roof of his car, but ducks inside the driver`s seat, reaching across to open her door from the inside. He waits until she`s responded to start the engine*
[18-20:11] 96f, ºLucreccia : I don`t believe so. I was never willing forthcoming, but ... that`s likely as bad. As I never persuaded her to give him the letters, either. Hardly tried. But it`s hard to do, when you`re not there but once a year. *she shrugs as she adjusts the seatbelt more comfortably over her lap and intbetween her breasts. She could be any up-and-coming in Hollywood or from the catwalks of Paris, if not for the tattoos on her arms and scar on her neck - not to mention the three on her face: one on either cheek and forehead. She wonders that there has been no comment, but perhaps they`ll get to stories of life later in the night. Lucien is the focus for now* But I won`t appologize for it to you anymore than I did to him. I don`t have any excuses for my life, I was born to it without any chance of abandonment.
[18-20:15] 96f, ºLucreccia : *he starts the car and starts them off. In theory, they could walk; the place is only a mile and some away, and he`s actually surprised she`s in the vehicle, but perhaps she`s making concessions for the night* I never expected you to, on either subject. Speak to him or make `sorry` for his childhood. I told him as much. He doesn`t harbor that terribly much resentment ... I think he just lingers on thinking we were disinterested in him. He used that word a lot, actually.
[18-20:15] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : *he starts the car and starts them off. In theory, they could walk; the place is only a mile and some away, and he`s actually surprised she`s in the vehicle, but perhaps she`s making concessions for the night* I never expected you to, on either subject. Speak to him or make `sorry` for his childhood. I told him as much. He doesn`t harbor that terribly much resentment ... I think he just lingers on thinking we were disinterested in him. He used that word a lot, actually.
[18-20:19] 96f, ºLucreccia : I can see how it seemed that way, yes. *she crosses her arms, an old habit that`s likely never to die* I meant to tell him otherwise, myself ... I just don`t handle situations like that easily. Conversations, about feelings, and reasons. *she flicks her eyes to him briefly, then glances out the tinted passenger window* I would have liked to be there. There are regrets. They didn`t seem to matter to him. He`s just so strange, Gerald! *here she looks back at him with emphasis* He`s ... he`s not like either of us. Or at least, like you, back then. He doesn`t understand a lot, yet he is more than willing to assume certain things about both of us, I suspect, and is content to believe he has the answers to it all. Sometimes I forget his youth.
[18-20:21] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : *he laughs as they pause at a streetlight; reaching over to cuff her chin with his fist; an old action of endearment* You forget that we did the same things, and that all children with parents and all youths that are hurting will do such things as assume. He`ll come around, someday, and if he ever has children, I suspect he`ll want to know what happened with us, so he can tell them, once we`re dead and gone.
[18-20:22] 96f, ºLucreccia : *she scoffs at his last statement* That is something I highly doubt, and for one reason. His grandmother has caught him kissing boys, and I am concerned he isn`t even straight. In the end, it`s his choice, or his birthright ... whatever. It`s disappointing, because perhaps in my dotage I would have had the chance to slow down and be a Grandmother, seeing as I wasn`t a mother. I just don`t understand him, not one bit. I wish his Grandmother had taken the time to educate him more on both our worlds.
[18-20:24] 96f, ºGerald Tarrant-Rothman : Too late for wishing, my dear. All we can do is wait him out and have time with him, whatever time we can. I tried to coerce him into joining us tonight, but I think that`s probably just too much for him right now. The entire family concept. Don`t blame him. *parking, he steps out of the car. Once she`s removed herself, he locks the door, offers his arm once again, and leads them to the line to get into the restaurant*
[18-20:36] JOIN: Gerald Tarrant-Rothman has entered.
[18-20:36] Chat cleared by Gerald Tarrant-Rothman.
[18-21:28] e20, *Squirrel: <_< >_>
[18-21:38] e20, *Squirrel: *Burp*
[18-21:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: I saw that...
[18-21:40] e20, *Squirrel: Envy! *Hugs*
[18-21:45] 9b9, ºEnvy: *snugglehuggle Squirrelie* I don't have the flu! isn't that great!
[18-21:45] e20, *Squirrel: It is, it is!
[18-21:48] JOIN: Ariel has entered.
[18-21:49] 9b9, ºEnvy: Jessie pie *pounces and licks*
[18-21:50] e20, *Squirrel: Welcome
[18-21:51] 2f2, Ariel: Hi you. .::feeds Envy grapes::.
[18-21:51] 2f2, Ariel: Hi Squirrel.
[18-21:51] 9b9, ºEnvy: I wondered if you'd find you way here! how exciting.
[18-21:53] e20, *Squirrel: *Eye shift*
[18-21:54] 9b9, ºEnvy: *loves on Jess* oh, squirrelie. right here is one of my favorite people in the whole wide world
[18-21:54] 2f2, Ariel: Here I am. ; ) I'm itching to play a guy, I think-- a challenge! .::searches for a pic::.
[18-21:55] 9b9, ºEnvy: yay!
[18-21:56] e20, *Squirrel: Usually happens that the males play females better than females and vice versa, so shouldn't be a big challenge
[18-21:56] 2f2, Ariel: Because girls know what girls want? ; ) Yeah, I'm hoping.
[18-21:56] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[18-21:57] 9b9, ºEnvy: nonsense! you play guy fantasy girls better. we play what women are really like better
[18-21:57] a25, *Cookie Monster: *hugs for all*
[18-21:57] e20, *Squirrel: lol
[18-21:58] e20, *Squirrel: *Hugs Cookie*
[18-21:58] 9b9, ºEnvy: I heart girlie boys... as does jessie pants, so we get along great! *takes a brief moment to make out with cookie a little*
[18-21:59] 2f2, Ariel: I'm totally coming up with a... boyish boy? Yeah.
[18-21:59] 2f2, Ariel: Hi Cookie.
[18-22:00] 9b9, ºEnvy: I just plain heart your chars. my room is going to be so much better just because you're here
[18-22:01] a25, *Cookie Monster: *is quite happy with making out with Envy*
[18-22:02] 2f2, Ariel: ...tessst.
[18-22:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: oooo very nice
[18-22:08] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[18-22:09] 9b9, ºEnvy: AIM me the handle and pw and I'll register you, sweetums
[18-22:09] e29, *Saven Rahyn: heh do I get to make out with envy too?
[18-22:09] 2f2, Ariel: Who, meee?
[18-22:10] 9b9, ºEnvy: yes yooouuu
[18-22:10] 9b9, ºEnvy: *is a ghetto slut... passed around like a joint*
[18-22:11] e20, *Squirrel: Village bicycle?
[18-22:11] e20, *Squirrel: Everyone's had a ride?
[18-22:11] 9b9, ºEnvy: who really rides bikes anymore, though?
[18-22:11] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *molests envy for a few hours*
[18-22:11] a25, *Cookie Monster: *doesn't mind too much so long as gets her first and last*
[18-22:11] e20, *Squirrel: Plenty of people on campus have 'em
[18-22:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: not around here. too chilly. there isn't much bike riding in MI unless your homeless
[18-22:13] a25, *Cookie Monster: *waaanntsss to RP!*
[18-22:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: *slips back so that people can RP in peace*
[18-22:15] a25, *Cookie Monster: *doesn't let Envy slip back, pulls her in for RPage*
[18-22:16] 9b9, ºEnvy: it's too late for me to start anything, man.
[18-22:17] a25, *Cookie Monster: awwww
[18-22:17] a25, *Cookie Monster: will anyone else play with me?
[18-22:18] e20, *Squirrel: *Could, maybe, sorta...don't know...it's a definite maybe*
[18-22:18] e29, *Saven Rahyn: and i'm watching my nephew....... soo ...*skitters off*
[18-22:19] a25, *Cookie Monster: *makes a vain attempt at snagging Saven before she gets away*
[18-22:19] EXIT: Ariel has left the chat ( 8:09pm, November 18 (CST) ).
[18-22:20] JOIN: Rhett has entered.
[18-22:21] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Ariel? How 'bout you?))
[18-22:21] 2f2, *Rhett: ((...tooo dark?))
[18-22:22] 2f2, *Rhett: ((.::is Ariel::. ; P ))
[18-22:22] e20, *Squirrel: That's a nice color
[18-22:22] 9b9, ºEnvy: nah. perfect!
[18-22:23] a25, *Cookie Monster: But will you RP?
[18-22:23] 2f2, *Rhett: Yup.
[18-22:24] a25, *Cookie Monster: Where can I go and what can I play for you?
[18-22:27] 2f2, *Rhett: Um, I'll probably start out in an alleyway near-- .::consults 'establishments' thread::. "Before the Dawn"? Play whoever, though a girl would probably get further. My character's going to be a manly, heartless jerk. .::beams::.
[18-22:28] 9b9, ºEnvy: whoooo. I don't think I've seen you play one of those!
[18-22:29] a25, *Cookie Monster: *ponders Jihan the bitch that don't take shit or Damali, her poor downtrodden sister*
[18-22:29] 2f2, *Rhett: I'm going to try my best, anyway. :
[18-22:33] a25, *Damali Aloula: ((*decides on Damali*)) *poor Damali. First the Depot gets destroyed, then her girlfriend leaves her, and now her sister is in charge of the club she works at. While Jihan's walking on air, Damali has to be the one to support said air. So what do you do in such dire sittuations? Make an attempt at getting wasted.*
[18-22:39] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((Still there Ariel?))
[18-22:40] 2f2, *Rhett: *Lingers in a side street a block or so away from the bar, quietly conversing with some mysterious figure in the privacy of the shadows. He strikes a match on a nearby brick wall, his face briefly illuminated by its flame before he lights a cigarette held between the pallor of his lips, and extinguishes it with a short sigh. A few more murmurs are exchanged, he hands the figure a package and in turn receives a wad of cash.*
[18-22:40] 2f2, *Rhett: ((Yup-- heh, sorry. I'm a little rusty.))
[18-22:44] a25, *Damali Aloula : *As the Aloula "family" is to stingy to spend money of a vehicle, Damali is forced to walk between the Burning Bush where she just got off work and the BtD. While she could just drink at the Bush for half off, she knows her sister will be keeping tabs on her spending even more than her "uncle" so she heads elsewhere. She sees the filcker of light comming from the alleyway and curiosity causes her to pause and consider going to see whats going on*
[18-22:49] 2f2, *Rhett: *He glances over his shoulder, narrowing his eyes lightly before returning his gaze to the figure, pressing his palms against their shoulders; slamming them up against that brick wall. He lays a few punches into their gut, retrieves the package he'd given them moments earlier from a coat pocket, and backs up, allowing them to slump gracelessly to the street. A kick to the stomach, and he mutters something under his breath, giving another quick glance around before wandering out of the alley and onto the dimly-lit main street.*
[18-22:50] JOIN: moth has entered.
[18-22:52] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali just barely glances a look at the mans face before he begins to pummel the other person. With that Damali has made a swift turn to the direction she was going and is moving at full trot for the BtD*
[18-22:54] 2f2, *Rhett: *Shoots a suspicious glance in Damali's direction as her figure catches his attention. He blinks, wondering how much she saw, and how big of a mouth she has-- he promptly follows in the same direction...*
[18-22:56] JOIN: Rhett has entered.
[18-22:57] a25, *Damali Aloula : *And she is trying very hard not to look back, hoping that she didn't get herself into major trouble. Unlike Jihan, she realy is afraid of mortals, in part because she realy is nowhere near Jihan's level for destructive power. She tries to keep mind on swiftly moving one leg in front of the other while not running so as to draw attention*
[18-22:59] 2f2, *Rhett: *Quickens his pace, not wanting to seem as if he's running after her and all... he scowls, realizing he's too far behind to catch her much before the bar's entrance, so he decides to play it cool and approach her in there. He slows down a bit, lifting one large hand to ash his cigarette, exhaling a stream of smoke out one corner of his mouth.*
[18-23:00] a25, *Damali Aloula : *slips into the bar, breaths a sigh of relief and settles herself into a seat in the far corner, where hopefully anyone following her will fail to see her should they come in*
[18-23:03] 2f2, *Rhett : *Steps in a few seconds after her, dark gaze darting over the occupants. He clenches his teeth; he doesn't look all that friendly. Figuring he'll find her soon enough, he heads for the bar itself, ordering himself a scotch on the rocks, his eyes continuing to roam over the room.*
[18-23:07] a25, *Damali Aloula : *Damali spots the man sitting down at the bar and realizes she'd better make herself small. She scootches as far into the shadows of the booth as she can and tries to duck her head low*
[18-23:10] 2f2, *Rhett : *He lets his gaze linger on that dark corner, seeing something move a bit; trying to hide has actually made her more obvious, to him, at least... he's used to looking for people who don't want to be found. Picking his drink up, he casually makes his way over to the booth, trying to look as calm and amiable as possible: maybe she hadn't seen anything, in which case, he shouldn't be too rough.*
[18-23:12] a25, *Damali Aloula : *looks up at Rhett and her dark skinned face looks rather worried* I'm uh... trying to avoid company...
[18-23:15] 2f2, *Rhett : Really? Why's that? *He tilts his face, quirking an eyebrow. He does indeed look quite harmless; his blue eyes looking particularly wide and innocent, his full mouth curved into a gentle smile. He drops down into the seat across from her.*
[18-23:16] a25, *Damali Aloula : *maybe he doesn't realize its her? Hope hope hope* I don't interact well with people.
[18-23:17] 2f2, *Rhett : You seem to be doing fine so far. *He smirks tenderly, extending a hand towards her.* I'm Rhett.
[18-23:18] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[18-23:19] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((*waves at Saven*)) *Damali blinks then realizes she has to shake. She's realy not been much on learning bussiness and culture of the west, as its mostly handled by Jihan or Eyad. She uneasily brings up her hand and places it in Rhett's*
[18-23:20] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *waves back*)
[18-23:21] 2f2, *Rhett : *He looks her over as best he can, what with it being so dark and all. A ghost of a smile graces his boyish features, and he squeezes her hand gently in his own, running a thumb idly over her knuckles.* And you are...?
[18-23:21] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*wanders ooc for a while*
[18-23:23] a25, *Damali Aloula : Damali of... Damali Aloula.
[18-23:26] 2f2, *Rhett : Well, it's nice to meet you, Damali. *He clears his throat, considering the best way to go about this.* So, how's your night been?
[18-23:26] a25, *Damali Aloula : Its been... busy...?
[18-23:29] 2f2, *Rhett : *He sighs at her, looking less and less friendly with each passing second.* Uh-huh... see anything interesting?
[18-23:30] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *contemplates role play*
[18-23:30] a25, *Damali Aloula : Uhmm... a lady came into the club and pulled her boyfriend or husband I guess out by the ear... *trails off as his demeanor changes*
[18-23:34] 2f2, *Rhett : *He lowers his voice a bit, brows coming together thoughtfully as he leans a bit closer to her...* Let's just cut to the chase. Did you see anything or not? Because if you didn't, there's no problem... but if you did... *He hesitates, contemplating* ...you really need to tell me.
[18-23:38] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((*drags Saven in*)) *looks down at her lap for a couple of seconds then up at him again. Something about her eyes have changed. It t seems like the iris of her eye is more distint from the pupil now, taking on a slightly blue tinge* Please don't hurt me.
[18-23:40] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*officially hates Luvs diapers.. will brb*)
[18-23:40] 2f2, *Rhett : *He blinks; he isn't used to seeing someone so... vulnerable. Clearing his throat, trying to stay strong, but when he speaks again, his words don't hold the threatening tone they did before.* Listen... I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to know that you aren't going to go telling all your friends what you saw. If you do, then that's another story... *He shrugs one broad shoulder, watching her.* Okay?
[18-23:42] a25, *Damali Aloula : *gulps and nods, staring blankly at him*
[18-23:45] 2f2, *Rhett : *He sighs; for the first time in a long time, it doesn't feel so good to be the "bad guy" - but hey, such is life. He stands slowly, looking down at her, absently running a hand through his unruly ebony hair.* Alright well... take care. I'm sure I'll see you around.
[18-23:46] a25, *Damali Aloula : *If that doesn't scare the shit out of poor Damali nothing will.*
[18-23:48] 2f2, *Rhett : Take it easy. *He blinks again, turns and heads for the exit.* ((Bedtime for me... : ) Thanks for playing with me.))
[18-23:48] e20, *Katya Yudin : *If Rett does hurt Damali and she finds out, he'll have to answer to Katya*
[18-23:50] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((not a problem at all))
[18-23:50] 2f2, *Rhett : ((Night all. .::skittles out::.))
[18-23:51] EXIT: Rhett has left the chat ( 9:50pm, November 18 (CST) ).
[18-23:53] a25, *Damali Aloula : ((saven, you back?))
[19-00:00] EXIT: Katya Yudin has left the chat ( 9:48pm, November 18 (CST) ).
[19-00:01] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (not really i will be soon though)
[19-00:08] a25, *Damali Aloula : *looks foreward to it*
[19-01:56] JOIN: moth has entered.
[19-02:12] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[19-02:12] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: (*never got back..... babies are lovely*)
[19-03:45] JOIN: Gerald Tarrant-Rothman has entered.
[19-12:11] Chat cleared by Envy.
[19-14:44] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[19-14:45] 143, ºCecile DeMornay: Been quiet in here for the past couple of days ...
[19-14:45] 143, ºCecile DeMornay: *makes savory veggie soup for Envy to suck down with a straw to feel better*
[19-15:35] 9b9, ºEnvy: Fucking Hell!!!! I leave for like half an hour and miss you
[19-17:11] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[19-17:19] JOIN: Harmonia has entered.
[19-17:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: hi, harmonia! *wave wave wave!*
[19-17:21] 65c, *Harmonia: *hugs her envy* Hey you
[19-17:22] 9b9, ºEnvy: hi! I'm so glad that you're here!
[19-17:23] 65c, *Harmonia: i know I haven't been in here as much as I would like too, sorry about that!!! *huggles her envy more*
[19-17:25] 9b9, ºEnvy: oh, pish posh. that's alright
[19-17:26] 65c, *Harmonia: I wish I could be on here more. But this is hell week for the play, which means performances up the ying-yang
[19-17:27] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah. I'm really busy too, but I got sick... which means I'm fucked royally grade wise, but I get to be here!
[19-17:28] 65c, *Harmonia: yay!!! *hugs her and hands her chicken noodle soup* Eat this
[19-17:32] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[19-17:32] NICK: Cecile DeMornay changed nick to LAMadame.
[19-17:32] EXIT: LAMadame has left the chat ( 3:32pm, November 19 (CST) ).
[19-17:32] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[19-17:33] 143, ºCecile DeMornay: *eyes the chicken in the soup, and has a moment of silence for the poor creature who died for it*
[19-17:33] NICK: Cecile DeMornay changed nick to LAMadame.
[19-17:33] 65c, *Harmonia: *hands cecile a vegtable soup* That's for you
[19-17:35] 143, ºLAMadame: *finds a spoon and hugs Harmonia tightly* Thank you! I`m actually really hungry ... we`re already low on veggie stuff ... all I see is meat ... *sighs*
[19-17:35] 65c, *Harmonia: *hugs back* No problem, but I must go, must get food. Be on later *hugs for all and runs off to get food*
[19-17:36] 143, ºLAMadame: *waves* Bye-bye!
[19-17:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: ok. I'm back *room died right as the brb went through*
[19-17:51] 143, ºLAMadame: *haunts*
[19-18:42] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[19-18:42] 143, ºCecile DeMornay: *doesn`t remember leaving ... odd*
[19-20:58] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[19-20:59] 1dd, *Squirrel: I'm here and home, woo! *unenthusiastic twirl of teh fingers*
[19-21:37] 1dd, *Squirrel: ...*still here, haunting*...OOooooOOOooooOooo...*rattles chains*
[19-22:17] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[19-22:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Whistles*
[19-23:33] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[19-23:34] 32a, ºJayde: *lurks about*
[20-01:59] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-03:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: *slinks in at 4 am after a few daiquiris and 6 hours of Queer As Folk
[20-10:41] Chat cleared by Envy.
[20-13:41] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-13:41] 9b9, ºEnvy: *pokes Squirrel... IN THE EYE!*
[20-13:42] 1dd, *Squirrel: My eye! What did you do to my eye!!
[20-13:43] 9b9, ºEnvy: made sweet love to it.
[20-13:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh..ha...
[20-13:44] 9b9, ºEnvy: how're you this sleepy saturday, squirrelie
[20-13:46] 1dd, *Squirrel: Very good and not sleepy
[20-13:48] 9b9, ºEnvy: man, I'm so sleepy. but I won't go back to bed because I have too much to do, but I won't do it because I'm too sleepy.... I'm such a weirdo
[20-13:49] 1dd, *Squirrel: Eh? Well...what are you doing here then if you've got so much to do?
[20-13:49] 9b9, ºEnvy: I just told you, silly. I'm too sleepy.
[20-13:50] 9b9, ºEnvy: I'd actually do it, but I'd have to go to the art building to do it... and that means getting dressed and leaving my room... then it would probably be locked, so I'd have to call someone to unlock it yadda yadda and I'm just not that motivated
[20-13:51] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ahh...well I guess it's a good thing that it's Saturday then and that there's always tommorow
[20-13:52] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah... except the thing I have to do is finish an oil painting for Robin and Colin that at least needs over night to dry. I'm such a fucking bum hehe
[20-13:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: And you can't have it to them by Monday?
[20-13:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh..wait...Thanksgiving break
[20-13:54] 9b9, ºEnvy: nope. they're coming tomorrow for the concert. I can always mail it. If I hadn't been so damned sick yesterday and thursday, I'd be in great shape
[20-13:56] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hmm...well...I don't know.
[20-13:56] 9b9, ºEnvy: it's alright. it's not a fixable problem. I'm lazy, sick, and unmotivated.
[20-13:59] 1dd, *Squirrel: I've got the same problem with RPing. I've just kind of lost motivation, but lately I've been wanting too. I mean REALLY wanting too, but I just can't think of anything to do or it's something where I'd get bored within a few posts and the RP would die.
[20-14:00] 9b9, ºEnvy: even with Cookie head?
[20-14:01] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-14:02] 1dd, *Squirrel: Well...kind of
[20-14:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: *slips a hug to Jayde because she's so ghetto-fabulous*
[20-14:03] 103, ºJayde: Hello all, finally people. I was in here all last night and no one ever came in :-(
[20-14:04] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[20-14:04] 9b9, ºEnvy: I was drunk : ( and watching Queer As Folk with my drunk vegan. I meant to leave a message for everyone, but I forgot
[20-14:04] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *just remembered she hadn`t popped in yet. Hugs and kisses to all*
[20-14:04] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: I was ... was I in here last night? .... No, no, I wasn`t. Shame on me!
[20-14:04] 9b9, ºEnvy: *snuggles Cecile*]
[20-14:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: I was here for awhile last night, Jayde. Same problem =(
[20-14:05] 9b9, ºEnvy: I came in at 4! where were you at 4!
[20-14:05] 9b9, ºEnvy: Which would have been about 1 your time I think
[20-14:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: I was in bed by then
[20-14:06] 9b9, ºEnvy: pffft.
[20-14:07] 1dd, *Squirrel: What? Can't stay up forever just because it's break
[20-14:07] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *flits here and there*
[20-14:07] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: Sure you can!
[20-14:07] 1dd, *Squirrel: Not with my parents
[20-14:07] 9b9, ºEnvy: 1 am isn't forever. I stay up later than that for you punks when I have class at 8 in the morning
[20-14:08] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *loves her Envy* This Punk is grateful!
[20-14:09] 9b9, ºEnvy: we don't have break until... I think wednesday. I don't know. I'm sure somebody will tell me.
[20-14:09] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[20-14:09] 1dd, *Squirrel: I'm grateful too
[20-14:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: And I'm on break until next Sunday
[20-14:10] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-14:10] 9b9, ºEnvy: pft. I am not. I need the break, but I do NOT want to go home at all
[20-14:10] 9b9, ºEnvy: wb, Jayde
[20-14:10] 103, ºJayde: Stupid f'ing internet
[20-14:10] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: How come you no want to go home, darling?
[20-14:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: Parents
[20-14:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: Least that's my reason
[20-14:11] 9b9, ºEnvy: I like it here better with my own space, no brother and stupid grandma's boyfriend and I'm not out in the sticks
[20-14:12] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: You`ll love it someday when you`re free of parents. Or so you`ll think. Then you`ll end up, sad, like me, and wanting to go home. But, being in a different country will do that.
[20-14:12] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: Boony land ... I`ve lived out way far from everything before. HATED it. *nodnod*
[20-14:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: *doesn't think she'll have that problem at all while in England*
[20-14:14] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh...as soon as I'm free of college and them supporting me, then I won't mind being with them as much. Just that they're constantly on my back for every little thing
[20-14:14] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: Well, you`re going to be with a great friend! *huggles* Makes a big difference. I`m so happy you get to go, you lucky girl!
[20-14:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: I hear Brits have freaky sex.. and I mean to find out *rubs hands together all evil like*
[20-14:14] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[20-14:15] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *hides in Envy`s suitcase, to come along*
[20-14:15] 9b9, ºEnvy: It doesn't matter if they support you or not. Nobody supports me and they still drive me up the wall
[20-14:16] 9b9, ºEnvy: Yeah I am. Misty and I are going to go to rock clubs and meet some new rock stars.
[20-14:17] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heh...well I hope it isn't just as bad as it is now
[20-14:19] 9b9, ºEnvy: I've had enough of America. Maybe I'll just get married and stay there... but that'd be so drastic
[20-14:19] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *prances about in undies and teeshirt*
[20-14:19] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *would miss Envy!* BUT My son has just trumpeted he`d like my attention from his bedroom, so I`m off until tonight. Byebye lovlies!
[20-14:20] 103, ºJayde: *waves bye*
[20-14:20] 1dd, *Squirrel: See ya
[20-14:21] 9b9, ºEnvy: Wow, Jayde. I thought you got the boot again.
[20-14:21] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[20-14:22] 1dd, *Squirrel: Why oh why did LP join up with JZ? WHY GOD, WHY??!!! What have I done to forsake thee?
[20-14:22] 9b9, ºEnvy: what are you talking about?
[20-14:23] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-14:23] 103, ºJayde: No, that time I did
[20-14:24] 9b9, ºEnvy: having a rough time eh?
[20-14:24] 1dd, *Squirrel: Linkin Park joined up with the rapper JZ to make music...and it sucks. I hate rap with a passion, but I love LP...and why they would do this totally escapes me.
[20-14:24] 9b9, ºEnvy: I hate JZ... Linkin Park isn't that great.
[20-14:25] 103, ºJayde: Internet is being slow and weird, actually I think I'm going to reconnect so brb
[20-14:25] 9b9, ºEnvy: but it does seem that they could have found a better rapper... like snoop *swoon*
[20-14:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: They could have
[20-14:26] 9b9, ºEnvy: or Ice Cube! that would have been cool
[20-14:27] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[20-14:27] 1dd, *Squirrel: Or they could have been working on some more songs just they way they've been doing
[20-14:28] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-14:28] 53a, ºJayde: I so close to just punching the computer casing in the hopes it'll make it work
[20-14:29] 9b9, ºEnvy: well they have kind of a hip hop feel to them. maybe they thought it was time to work with a rapper. I don't know. I think that actually the lyrics is were LP falls tragically short. they're good songs... but they all sound the same and say the same things
[20-14:29] 9b9, ºEnvy: is it the computer, or your net?
[20-14:29] 53a, ºJayde: I'm not sure
[20-14:30] 9b9, ºEnvy: maybe the reconnect did the trick
[20-14:30] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[20-14:31] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-14:31] 53a, ºJayde: never mind
[20-14:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: Well...I don't know...just that I hate this new union thing
[20-14:32] 53a, ºJayde: Oh great, all my settings are gone
[20-14:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: geeze oh peetz. of course it's acting up on you... people are in here and everyone's not busy. if your internet worked, then it would be too perfect
[20-14:33] 9b9, ºEnvy: mine does that every once in a while.
[20-14:34] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Chuckles*
[20-14:34] 53a, ºJayde: *test*
[20-14:35] 1dd, *Squirrel: Damnit I miss my GTA
[20-14:36] 53a, ºJayde: Okay, I think I got it now
[20-14:36] 9b9, ºEnvy: I miss RP. who's gonna RP with me? *wigglie eyebrows*
[20-14:37] 37e, ºJayde: I can rp for a while, but gotta drive my mom to seattle in about an hour
[20-14:37] 37e, ºJayde: then I'm back after that again
[20-14:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: well, I want to go to sleep in about an hour, so that's fantastic
[20-14:38] 1dd, *Squirrel: Mmm...guess I could, seeing as how I've nothing else better to do
[20-14:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: cool. just enough time for a nap... that may motivate me to run to the art building and get my stuff
[20-14:41] 37e, ºJayde: Anything in paticular you have in mind?
[20-14:41] 9b9, ºEnvy: No. I was hoping you had something
[20-14:43] JOIN: Wesker has entered.
[20-14:44] EXIT: Wesker has left the chat ( 12:43pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-14:47] JOIN: Wesker has entered.
[20-14:47] Wesker walks around aimlessly......"and away i go"
[20-14:49] 
Wesker walks around searching for a relatively safe place to rest
[20-14:52] Wesker fiding a space between a few storage bins wesker takes his hat off placing it on the ground next to him *sighs* "i need to rest i cannot take te light much longer"
[20-14:54] Wesker a sharp pain hits weskers ribs.."son of a " *weskers incouter with the vampire slifer left his ribs wounded*..."i cant cover much ground unless i feed...shouldnt there be a tasty human around here somewere, a rat would suffice"
[20-14:57] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *walks down the street towards a bookstore. Her slim body still aching, but feeling better. Her hair is down and in her face. This walk is tremendously difficult for her. She keeps so anxious that it makes her nearly pass out and she has to sit and rest, but she had to get over this and she didn't have the luxury of time to do it. Besides, Jaylin has a life of his own and didn't need to be babysitting her all the time. She needed a little soothing space to be left alone, and nothing will give her that like a book store*
[20-15:00] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: *is just standing after having been stumbling about the city from his apartment for so long, just staring at a dog running through the street, completely fascinated as he stares through new eyes. So this was how his mother had seen the world, he had never had any idea it could be so…amazing. So different from how he had seen it as a human. Then he turns and starts walking again, smelling humans. Actually smelling them, he keeps becoming fascinated by his senses every time he discovers something new about them, about how they work now. It’s not as bad as he had thought it was going to be, being turned. He’d been so terrified, but not anymore. He stops in his tracks as he smells something familiar…a person he knew…or knows.* Kailynn! *can’t help the excited muttering as he figures out who it is, and he starts running in the direction of the scent, the memories of what he’d done to her friend and that she’d been there pushed aside for the moment in his excitement as follows her scent right to her, coming to a stop a few feet away, and suddenly frowning* Your hurt.
[20-15:03] EXIT: Wesker has left the chat ( 12:54pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-15:03] JOIN: Wesker has entered.
[20-15:04] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *contact of any kind had been almost too much for her to deal with, but seeing this guy in particular again sends such a wave of terror through her that her knees shake uncontrolably as she takes some backwards steps until her back is up against a building, then she just slides down. She doesn't say anything at all. She probably couldn't if she wanted to*
[20-15:06] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: What happened? *seems completely obvious to her fear as he walks over and bends down next to her, then wrinkles his nose in confusion at another smell coming off of her, then he turns his head, reaching out to turn her head so he can look at her neck* Who bit you?
[20-15:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *reaches out and slaps his hand away, shrinking away from it at the same time as if it may bite her* Don't touch me. What do you want from me?
[20-15:08] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[20-15:08] 04c, Street Urchin: damn...i lost jhonny
[20-15:09] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 1:08pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-15:09] JOIN: Bruno Ermano has entered.
[20-15:09] 5df, *Wesker: *walks out of the depot near full strenght taking a walk down a deserted street, wesker spots several blocks ahead a male and a seductive young female who appears to be injured*..."perhaps i will listen in to this"
[20-15:09] 04c, Bruno Ermano: o well, will start allover
[20-15:10] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: *pulls his hand back and looks at her confused, then suddenly makes an ‘oh’ face as he remembers her friend Jaylin and the hotel. He’s behaving very child like, but at the moment he feels like a child. Unfamiliar with himself as a vampire instead of a human anymore* You think I’m going to hurt you? I would never hurt you, despite things I might have said and I’m not going to try and hurt your friend anymore. I…quit my job. It’s not for me anymore.
[20-15:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *he's lying. He has to be. Nobody tells the truth anymore. If she'd been paranoid before about everyone trying to get her... it's unbelievable how freaked out she is now* I don't believe you.
[20-15:14] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Why? I’ve never really lied to you. I’ve always been honest. I told you what I did for a living, I even told you when I was going to kill your friend. *doesn’t understand her at all, not that he ever really did, but now it seems to frustrate him more than it used to as it’s now she won’t believe him*
[20-15:17] 04c, Bruno Ermano: *steps out of a cab, a suitcase full of money in hand, a .45 automatic in his coat.* ok, lets doo what the family wants. ow, where to start.
[20-15:18] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: You said a lot of other things, too. *is starting to feel more trapped than secure in her crouched position against the building, but it would just be too much trouble for her to get up now. Broken fingers and fractured ribs just make things like that difficult* You used me to get to him. *it may not be true, she has no real evidence, but it certainly seemed logical at the moment*
[20-15:20] 04c, Bruno Ermano: *looks over to see the arguement, he walks over to them and interrupts, having no manners* hey, excuse me, any you two know where I can get alot of coke, really fast?
[20-15:21] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Are you kidding? I didn’t even know you knew him until afterwards. *is looking at her worried* All I ever did was try to warn you to stay away from him. If someone was hiring me to kill him that wasn’t good news *frowns as he stands up and backs away a little* Your not going to listen are you?
[20-15:21] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she just lowers her head even more as the strange guy comes up. It's LA. Things like this happen and she's happy for the break... but there are just so many people too close to her*
[20-15:23] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: *turns his head and glares at the man, practically snarling at him* Your asking the wrong people, get lost.
[20-15:24] 04c, Bruno Ermano: *looks at him* chill out, mother fucker, i was asking a question, simple. You look like a dope head, I'm sure you know where to get some, come on, it'll be worth your while. *he opens the briefcase to show stacks of 20's, all around it* come on, a moment of your time.
[20-15:25] 5df, *Wesker: *slowly advancing on the humans a third one has joined wesker takes a seat on a bench and observes*
[20-15:28] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: *must pause as player has to go now*
[20-15:28] EXIT: Dunstan Ryder has left the chat ( 1:28pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-15:29] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: (*le pause and heads for a nap. bbl))
[20-15:29] EXIT: Kailynn Benson has left the chat ( 1:29pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-15:34] JOIN: Cara DelSamore has entered.
[20-15:35] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: (peeps ..wondering if anyone in*)
[20-15:37] 5df, *Wesker: ((im in here))
[20-15:40] 5df, *Wesker: ((and aparently is doesnt mater does it?))
[20-15:43] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: (sorry room crashed)
[20-15:46] 5df, *Wesker: ((ok))
[20-15:47] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: (hows you?)
[20-15:48] 5df, *Wesker: ((pretty pissed at life but htats beside the point.....want to rp?))
[20-15:50] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: (sure...and yeah real life is evil through and through..)
[20-15:51] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: *Sits down on the bench beside Wesker barely registering him as she removes one of her highhells and frowns deeply thinknig it was a bad idea to where them*
[20-15:58] 5df, *Wesker: ((dman it i have to take a rain check my chiks here))
[20-15:58] 36b, *Cara DelSamore: (ahh ok well i will lurk about ..have fun)
[20-16:38] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-16:40] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-16:47] 1dd, *Squirrel: <_< >_>
[20-16:47] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[20-16:48] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *pokes about, hugs those who are lurking*
[20-16:49] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Poked, then hugged*
[20-16:50] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: How`s it going, Squirrelly?
[20-16:51] 1dd, *Squirrel: Could always be better, but atm it's goin good
[20-16:52] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: Everything can always be better, I think, at least in most things.
[20-16:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yeah, always
[20-16:56] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *dances about*
[20-16:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Eye shift*
[20-16:59] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *raspberries* Stop givin`me looks.
[20-17:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: I'm not givin' any looks...
[20-17:01] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: Are you interested in a game?
[20-17:03] 1dd, *Squirrel: I guess so
[20-17:07] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: No pressure, dearest. Only if you`re up to it.
[20-17:09] 1dd, *Squirrel: Shit...I gotta go anyway. I'll be on later though to RP
[20-17:12] EXIT: Squirrel has left the chat ( 3:09pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-17:41] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-18:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she winces as she leans forward, then slowly... very slowly, stands up. She has to use the palm of her hands to steady her and since her leg muscles have been smashed to mush, it just takes her a moment* I don't know who to listen to anymore. It seems like I've been listening to all of the wrong people.
[20-18:12] 37e, ºJayde: Then start listening to new people *smiles slightly* I did quit my job, regardless of anything else, I did. I’m never going to do it again for any price.
[20-18:13] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Then start listening to new people *smiles slightly* I did quit my job, regardless of anything else, I did. I’m never going to do it again for any price.
[20-18:15] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *wraps her arms around herself, unconciously on the defense* What made you quit
[20-18:18] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Uh…Well, I just can’t find the point in it anymore. It seems…wrong *doesn’t know what else to say. He doesn’t even know if she would believe the truth, though from what he saw on her neck she had a run in with some vampire, but he doesn’t know if she knows what really happened to her*
[20-18:20] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *in fact, she is quite fuzzy on the details* It never felt wrong to you before *finally looks at him. Her hair is purposly in her eyes to cover the bruised one, but it's still obvious that she's not quite seeing the pieces fitting*
[20-18:23] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: People change…I changed. I talked to someone who made me change my mind about things….made me see it from the other side.
[20-18:23] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: brb
[20-18:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((back))
[20-18:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: Oh. I guess I just thought that people were born with the fact that killing other people was wrong. *it sounds a little mean, but her voice is neutral. Besides, she has the right to be a little testy*
[20-18:37] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: The majority of my kills weren’t just normal people….*trails off despite feelings absolutely enraged by the comment* I’m not going to argue about that now. It’s over and I don’t want to talk about it.
[20-18:39] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she can actually feel his rage, the tone shift in his voice... his impatience with her and it sends a new wave of panic through her, making her light headed. Even more so since her back is to the wall and there is no place to go* I...I'm sorry.
[20-18:41] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Its fine, I said I don’t want to talk about it *and he visible calms down, though he’s still not really happy either. He’s finding that his emotions seemed to switch much faster than they used to, his quicker to get angry, but he also lets it go more quickly* It’s over, that’s what counts.
[20-18:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she was always pretty... strange, but now she seems to have lost her confidence as well, her arms around her and just constant terror in her eyes.* Yeah. it is what counts. *any other time, she'd have kept arguing with him, but there's no way she'd do that anymore*
[20-18:54] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: You’re different. Who did this to you? It wasn’t that guy, that Jaylin guy was it? *while he’s not out to kill the man anymore, he still thinks Jaylin’s not a good guy after everything he was told by his employer*
[20-18:56] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: No *doesn't laugh, although the thought of Jaylin hurting anybody is certainly a humourous one* He's the one that put me back together *lifts a bandaged hand, as if it's evidence*
[20-18:57] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Huh *tilts his head slightly like he’s confused* Well there’s that. So who was the one to take you apart in the first place?
[20-18:59] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I don't know. *she says it cautiously, since it sounds so stupid, but she never knew his name and the actual details are very fuzzy*
[20-19:02] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Where did you meet him? Can you tell me what he looked like? *isn’t sure he could find the guy, but maybe there was a chance*
[20-19:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I remember that I met him on the street. I was leaving work and I was mad... and then there he was. *takes a moment to breathe, since she has to breath very shallow to keep from hurting her ribs* I can't really remember what he looks like. I didn't see him in the day light *really, she doesn't know if he looks at all what she has pictured in her head, or if that was something that he put in her head*
[20-19:10] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Right… you shouldn’t walk anywhere alone for a while at the least, if he knows where you work especially. If I can find this guy I will….I’m not sure how but I can try and find out what I can. I still know some people. *seems to be thinking really hard* But for now it looks like you need to get back to your place…you shouldn’t be out when your hurt like this.
[20-19:13] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I can't. He knows where I live. I really like my place, too. I'm starting to feel homeless from moving so much. *has to wonder why he's just showing up out of the blue, trying to fix all of her problems* Just let it go. There's nothing you can do about it.
[20-19:15] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: There is something I can do about it, but it seems you won’t let me. *puts his hands in his pockets as he looks at her* If you don’t want help that’s fine, but you still should get inside somewhere. And even if I did help, you could just say it’s payback for when you helped me with the whole being shot thing.
[20-19:17] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: Can you really blame me for being cautious? I've had to move twice because you threatened to kill me. What do you expect? *there isn't any bitterness or hostility in her voice, just confusion*
[20-19:23] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: I threatened to kill your friend. I only threatened to hurt you once, and that was an empty threat, and only because you happened to be there. I didn’t think you would be there and I was trying to make you stay out of it.
[20-19:23] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[20-19:27] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-19:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I didn't know how far you would go to get to him... and once is enough. This is what happens to me when I forget to be careful *moves her hair out of her face, more easily revealing the black eye, split lip, and finger sized bruises around her neck*
[20-19:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: Alright Cecile. I'm back and ready to RP
[20-19:29] 247, ºCecile DeMornay: *jumps Squirelly* Sorry I vanished; had to bathe the baby and then bathe me. Who`d you like? I have many!
[20-19:29] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-19:30] 1dd, *Squirrel: Sorry about that, pick whomever you like
[20-19:30] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: I would never hurt you, no matter what I said. And anyway, that’s over now, will you let me help you?
[20-19:31] EXIT: Cecile DeMornay has left the chat ( 5:29pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-19:32] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: How do you think you can help me? *shakes her head a little, making her hair fall back into her face*
[20-19:32] JOIN: Melisande.Sharizhai has entered.
[20-19:33] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (it`s me, squirelly. would you like me to start?)
[20-19:33] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-19:34] MSG: Squirrel sent a message to Melisandesharizhai.
[20-19:35] MSG: Melisande.Sharizhai sent a message to Squirrel.
[20-19:36] MSG: Squirrel sent a message to Melisandesharizhai.
[20-19:37] MSG: Melisande.Sharizhai sent a message to Squirrel.
[20-19:39] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: I can offer you a place to stay that this guy doesn’t know about. I do have my own place and everything, you’ve seen it, there’s an extra room.
[20-19:39] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-19:42] MSG: Squirrel sent a message to Melisandesharizhai.
[20-19:42] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I... um... *obviously very hesitant. She'd been alright staying with Jaylin, but she still doesn't trust completely trust Dunstan that he's not going after Jaylin anymore... there is just something so off about him... so she really has no choice but to accept the offer* Ok.
[20-19:45] 37e, *Dunstan Ryder: Come on, I’ll get cab…you don’t look like you could walk very far.
[20-19:47] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she's just so stupid. Every chance that comes along for her to make a bad decision, she makes it... why break the chain now* Yeah *smiles with just the corner of her mouth, trying to not resplit her lip* I don't have a lot of energy these days.
[20-19:50] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: *she lingers outside the Bush; dressed smartly but still sexily in a sleek black skirt that`s slit nearly to her waist and a glittering black top that does little to hide her upper half. Her hair is styled as in the picture, and her makeup is dark and sultry, though very expertly applied, and looking very close to her natural self. She smokes for lack of something better to do. She`s been uniterested in the girls tonight, and is considering where she might take herself.
[20-19:50] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-19:51] EXIT: Kailynn Benson has left the chat ( 5:47pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-19:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: Check Check, 1 2 3
[20-19:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: Excellent
[20-19:53] 9b9, ºEnvy: Yay! go Squirrelie
[20-19:55] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: *she lingers outside the Bush; dressed smartly but still sexily in a sleek black skirt that`s slit nearly to her waist and a glittering black top that does little to hide her upper half. Her hair is styled as in the picture, and her makeup is dark and sultry, though very expertly applied, and looking very close to her natural self. She smokes for lack of something better to do. She`s been uniterested in the girls tonight, and is considering where she might take herself*
[20-19:55] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (*hugs* wb!)
[20-19:55] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai 
: (*threatens icon with death*)
[20-19:56] 1dd, *Squirrel: Now if only this computer was fast, it would fix the rest of my problems
[20-19:57] 9b9, ºEnvy: *is just so in love with the girl in Mel's pic... so much*
[20-19:59] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : (you suggested her! you`re so brilliant.)
[20-20:00] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah... I wanted to ooggle her while you were playing *hushes and does so now*
[20-20:07] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Walking down the sidewalk near the Bush and closing is Katya, dressed like she might be working tonight, but in reality not. The top half is done up like in the picture, tied to show off as much as she could get away with in public while the bottom dress part is only so much an off white skirt with long pieces of cloth flowing down from the hem to meet the tops of her black boots. Think frayed, only with big strips. Her black hair hangs loosely behind her, flowing with any slight movement. Also, from the way the shirt is tied and the skirt hanging low, most of the tattooes on her body can be seen.*
[20-20:11] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : *three tattoos grace Melisande`s honored flesh; one, which covers the entirety of her back and which she invested a small fortune, one covering the majority of her stomach that nearly cost the same, and one, very small, that rests between her breasts. With her top sheer besides glitter, they too are evident. Brows raise as Katya approaches. She`s seen her a few times on the stage, and she`s just as striking close up. She wonders if anything that might amount to a brain and some intelligence linger behind those pretty eyes*
[20-20:18] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Oh yes, she's been on stage a lot recently. Asking Jihan now for more time to help her relax a little from her normal life. Her steps are slow and casual, small smile on her lips from the jeers and gawkings received along the way from males and females, she always liked that part. As she comes closer to the Bush a small frown crosses her lips and a sigh, wondering if Damali was working tonight and if she should even chance a go in there*
[20-20:23] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : You don`t look like you`re looking forward to passing through those doors, my dear. *her voice is as sultry as she is; slithering, silken, musical. Caressing, almost. She`s as lovely as any girl that graces that stage, even if she is less generously endowed - she`s more along the lines of a Parisian model, than a stage dancer. Her smile is alluring and inviting, though not suggestive. Blue eyes are mindful to stay on Katya`s face; she knows that body, there`s no need and no desire for her to gawk as the others do*
[20-20:31] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Her words reach her just as she's about to pass and that voice causes her to stop and turn to the woman, her frown turning into a smile again, showing those perfectly white teeth* Uhm...y..yeah. How'd you guess? *Eyes travelling over the girl almost instinctivly as she speaks, just trying to get the general picture. Something about her strikes a chord, almost as if she can swear that she's seen this one before*
[20-20:35] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[20-20:36] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : *she smiles kindly and shrugs* It`s your walk ... your expression, even with that little smirk. I don`t mean to sound as if I`ve been stalking you ... it`s simply I enjoy the club, and you`ve been on stage and about the bar frequently enough to pick up on little habits. I make a study of people; it`s a curse of keen perception. *she extends a hand in greeting, her movements graceful and smooth* My name is Melisande Sharizhai, and I love your dancing, by the way.
[20-20:36] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : (wb!)
[20-20:45] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Ahhh...her smile creeps bigger as the last line is spoken, yes, of the few girls she had seen in the club when on stage, this was one that she commited to memory. She takes her hand in hers and gives a slight shake of gretting, body relaxing* Wasn't something terribly hard to figure out now was it? *Chuckles from the little joke* Then again, I wasn't trying to hide it. *She turns her body more fully to Melisandre and takes up leaning on her right* So you're the one I've seen a little of here and there, huh? Always thought it was a little strange for a woman to be in there watching, but...something about you...well it just caused me to commit you to memory...*She flashes a wink and nods to the cigarette* Would you be willing to share, hmm?
[20-20:49] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : *from a slim, almost invisible purse hanging from her left shoulder, she fishes out a cigarette, not the pack, and her lighter. She raises it to settle it between Katya`s lovely lips, pushing her thumb down on the lighter - flint strikes, and there`s a strong flame. She`s much to lady-like to just hand such things to her* Not at all. I was nearly about to offer. I always hate to smoke alone. *one eye closes in a sly, playful wink, mimicking Katya`s* I like women, I like men. I like this club, and you`ve caught my eye repeatedly as well. Something about your style ... I`m not sure, but it hints at classical dance training.
[20-21:02] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Raises one eyebrow as the cigarette is placed for her, but makes no attempt to stop her, clamping down to hold it in place to light and drawing in a little and turning away to take the butt out and blow a stream of smoke.* Thanks. *Pauses to take in another small drag* Bisexual, huh? *Lets out another stream* That seems to be a common trend among many here, but...my dancing? Classical? *Some hint at a surprised tone* I'd...no idea really. Watching myself, I never got that impression.
[20-21:07] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : Mmm. Why put a label on something like sexuality? We are who we are. As for your dancing, it`s your flow, your movement. Smooth, like a ballerina`s. *she nods faintly, having finished her own smoke and discarding the butt properly in the ashtray left outside the club for just that purpose* And watching yourself is the absolute best way to improve technique. *there`s a faint nod* It`s nice to think you strive to perfect your art. Or, at least, you look the type to.
[20-21:13] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : (gonna have to go in like, fifteen. i need to sleep.)
[20-21:13] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Well, thank you for the compliment Miss Sharizhai...I've..really tried to be as good as some of the others here and from the crowd's reaction I always assumed it was because I was naked and letting everything out for them to see, but...coming from a woman it really seems a big compliment. *Smiles at her, tapping a bit of ash from the end of her cigarette and watching it scatter* I really do try to perfect my dancing...if only I knew how much I've spent trying to collect as many different songs for my private lessons. Throw in variety so I can dance to anything the crowd could imagine.
[20-21:13] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((Damn, and I was having so much fun))
[20-21:17] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : (really am sorry, but the six-month old likes to be up as early as four sometimes, so I try and sleep as much as i can! we can keep posting until then, though!)
[20-21:18] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((Ok))
[20-21:19] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : *she nods quietly, listening intently. So nice, to have a beauty and a brain. She was wondering if she might be the only one out there with such a lethal combination. Her smile widens at the last thing spoken* So what songs do you have collected? I`m completely addicted to music of any kind.
[20-21:26] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Oh...any kind that they play in a club. Dance, electronika, rap...although I try to stay away from that...rock, alternative rock...you know...the list goes on and on. *Lifts the cigarette to her lips again to take in a deep breath, exhaling slowly and making small rings for fun, smiling over at Melisandre to see her reaction*
[20-21:29] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : *she laughs and breaks the rings with an outreach of slim, elegant fingers. She leans on one hip, heels skittering across concrete as she adjusts* I do find myself liking alternative more and more. Perhaps it`s coming here so often. *she laughs at herself* I must sound like this is a nightly trip for me. That would be somewhat sad, I think.
[20-21:32] 247, ºMelisande.Sharizhai : (meh, okay. I need to go. Night, night, dearheart. *blows kisses and skitters off*)
[20-21:33] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : I wouldn't think so...it's something different. It's mostly men out there each night, gawking and hollering...it's an odd and...perhaps special night when a woman is out there and watching, at least for me. Someone who I can connect with almost. *Giggles slightly, moving a stry hair or two from her vision*
[20-21:33] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((Night night))
[20-21:37] Chat cleared by Envy.
[20-21:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: whoo hoo. I love to clear
[20-21:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehe
[20-21:43] 9b9, ºEnvy: Look at us... all those party poopers went to bed, and a here we are
[20-21:44] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yeah...you'd think it was a Saturday or something...pffft
[20-21:49] 9b9, ºEnvy: For real. losers. I can only have fun on one day of the weekend. I need the other to sleep and catch up... and I had quite a blast last night
[20-21:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: Awesome
[20-21:53] 9b9, ºEnvy: So! ... where do you think Cookie could be?
[20-21:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: No clue
[20-21:58] 1dd, *Squirrel: Gotta go for a little
[20-21:58] EXIT: Squirrel has left the chat ( 7:58pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[20-22:25] JOIN: Geoff Soderstrum has entered.
[20-22:27] 9b9, ºNico Blue 
: *steps out of the tattoo parlor that has recently become hers. She pulls down the gate and locks it up. She's just a teeny, tiney thing. Short and slim with short white blond hair*
[20-22:32] Geoff Soderstrum makes his way down the sidewalk, keeping his head low and walking quickly. As he walks, he notices a girl walking out of the building, locking it up. He looks down at his watch, noting the time. It was later then he had thought. He walked past the woman, but stopped a few steps afterward. He felt the compulsion to talk to her, even though it was completely out of the blue. He was never an impulsive person. So he stood there, confused at what he had done and just looking at the girl for a few moments. And then he made the move to walk away..
[20-22:33] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *hears the hesitating footsteps and chuckles a little, thens he turns around* Are you lost
[20-22:35] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[20-22:36] Geoff Soderstrum jumps at the sound of the woman's voice, and he averts his eyes.. He looks down at the ground, noting the absolutely interesting looking broken glass scattered about his scuffed shoes. He speaks low, voice halting.. "N-.. No. I'm fine. Sorry, I.." he trails off, stepping towards the lady to get a better look at her.. She was shorter than he, far shorter. He was somewhere around six foot four, not really muscular, but not overly skinny either.
[20-22:38] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *her clothes are baggy and tattered.... in short, she's a tatted up little hippie* Are you sure?
[20-22:43] JOIN: Geoff Soderstrum has entered.
[20-22:44] JOIN: Geoff Soderstrum has entered.
[20-22:47] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *is half running half falling down the stairs of BtD, having just woken up from sleeping in his chair and realized that Kailynn was gone, and his first reaction was to try and go after her, so he was down the stairs, through the bar and out the front door before he stopped, realizing he had no idea where she would have gone, and that she must have taken off because she didn’t want to be around here anymore. Though the fact she got out without waking up was impressive. And so he takes a glance both ways down the street and just sighs. He figures he’ll see her again eventually, he’s just hoping that she’s not in worse shape when he does*
[20-22:47] Geoff Soderstrum looks at her, and smiles.. It's a rather pitiful smile, almost like the one a puppy dog would give if it could smile.. "I'm not really sure, actually.. You seem interesting.." He laughs a little at the choice of his own words, and walks a bit closer. He seems wary, almost afraid to be talking to someone. "My name's Geoff." He holds out a shaky hand, for a handshake.
[20-22:49] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Um *laughs softly, a pleasant sound... genuinely kind* thank you.
[20-22:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *and right precisely at that moment, a cab pulls up and she steps out. She'd had to wait until Dunstan stopped looking over her and finally fell asleep before she could sneak out. She just didn't know what to do*
[20-22:53] Geoff Soderstrum smiles once more, running a hand through his unkempt brown hair. He's wearing a black coat, with a green t-shirt atop a long underwear shirt underneath. His blue jeans are torn on the knees, and a bit dirty, and his shoes are your run of the mill black Chuck Taylors. "W-well.. Umm. Yeah." He drops his hand and looks down at the woman, curious.. "Do.. Do you want to get some coffee or something?" He shakes his head and says.. "Nevermind, I don't know you.." And he trails off once more, his voice still low.
[20-22:54] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *she smiles and nods, stuffing her keys into her pocket... obviously a very trusting soul* Sure. I'd love coffee.
[20-22:56] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *is more than a little surprised to see her back already, he’d figured she’d be gone for a couple days or something* Your back…which leads to the question, where did you go? *walks over to help if she’ll let him because she’s still hurt and he doesn’t want her making it any worse*
[20-22:57] Geoff Soderstrum kind of backs up, unsure of what to say.. He's obviously not had much experience in the field of "interacting with women" or even interacting with people for that matter. So he smiles again, rather excitedly, and says.. "Well, you choose the place. It doesn't matter to me." He puts his hands in his pockets and looks down at his feet again, a bit flustered.
[20-22:57] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *which she does* I wanted to see if I could walk down the street by myself... it didn't go that great.
[20-23:01] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Alright. there's a place right down here *starts walking* I'm... making you uncomfortable?
[20-23:02] Geoff Soderstrum glances sideways at Nico.. "Not.. really. I'm, uh... Not very good with most people.." He fiddles around with a lighter in his pocket, clicking the lid open and shut. "What's your name?"
[20-23:04] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Oh! I'm sorry *holds out a hand, several intricate tattoos climb down from the wrist and wrap themselves around her fingers* How rude. I'm Nico.
[20-23:07] Geoff Soderstrum takes the hand, and shakes rather... weakly. So much you can tell from the simple handshake; She can tell that Geoff is a doormat, a pushover. She can tell that he's a 'nice' guy, always apologizing and asking to be forgiven.. probably something to do with a fucked up childhood. "It's okay. I'm Geoff. Nice to meet you.."
[20-23:09] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Likewise Geoff *she's not all that analytical. She just likes people* So, are you new to the city?
[20-23:09] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[20-23:09] 2f2, Sylvie: ((.::lurks, ooOo::.))
[20-23:10] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((*thinks that there should be less lurk and more playin!*)
[20-23:11] Geoff Soderstrum shakes his head.. "Not at all. I've been here for a year.. Just.. don't.. go out much. Wh-... Where's this place at?"
[20-23:13] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Right here *passes one more store before opening the door to the coffee shop*
[20-23:14] Geoff Soderstrum follows her inside, and follows her to where she'll sit. "How, um.. How long have you been here, Nico?"
[20-23:14] 2f2, Sylvie: .::catches a flick at "Ain't Misbehaving"::.
[20-23:15] 9b9, ºNico Blue : oh, off and on for about 5 years. I move around a lot. *sits at a booth, the waitress automatically brings her her usual order, but then takes Geoff's*
[20-23:15] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *frowns and reaches out to help her to get back inside* Obviously, you shouldn’t have done that. Thought it is kind of impressive you even got outside on your own, let alone without waking me up. Either I sleep a lot heavier than I thought, or you’re really good at being quiet.
[20-23:16] 9b9, ºNico Blue : (*giggles at Jess*)
[20-23:17] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: You were pretty tired. How long had you been awake? *leans on him, the traumatic day wearing on her as much as the actual physical movement*
[20-23:18] Geoff Soderstrum just orders a regular coffee, black. "Moving isn't fun.. Not at all.." He looks around, feeling inadequate and boring.. "You own that tattoo place?"
[20-23:19] 2f2, Sylvie: .::seriously now - she's bored, curious and of age, why not? Huddled in a private booth, gaze drifting lazily between the couple onscreen, her fingernails and the ceiling... is obviously still pretty bored::.
[20-23:19] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *goes to contradict how fun moving is, but then the question pops up* yeah. Actually, my friend and I do. We take turns running it. He skipped back off to New England, and I came back here for a while.
[20-23:19] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : I don’t know…a day or so. I didn’t even mean to fall asleep *leads her inside heading straight for the stairs and ignoring anyone else inside* Nothing I’m not used to.
[20-23:22] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *goes to contradict how fun moving is, but then the question pops up* yeah. Actually, my friend and I do. We take turns running it. He skipped back off to New England, and I came back here for a while.
[20-23:23] JOIN: moth has entered.
[20-23:23] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *but she doesn't ignore anybody, her eyes are always darting... making sure that he's not lingering in any corner where she doesn't notice* I have to tell you something.
[20-23:23] Geoff Soderstrum nods.. "I came here for change.. To start new. Didn't really work. Old habits die hard, I'm afraid." He speaks clearer now, not as jumpy.. Getting to know this girl, kind of. So he falls silent, unsure of how to continue..
[20-23:25] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *holds her coffee cup in her little hands* It's too bad that it's not working out. You seem to be doing alright to me
[20-23:25] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Alright, what is it? *reaches the stairs and starts helping her up carefully to the top and to the door of his room*
[20-23:26] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((hi, Mothy. you sneaky devil))
[20-23:26] aca, ºmoth: Damn! You saw me! *Waves to Envy.*
[20-23:27] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *doesn't say anything until she's inside the room* I was going to the bookstore down the street *was it really only a couple shops down? It felt soooo far* and Dunstan... the guy that tried to kill you, he saw me.
[20-23:27] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((is slick like that))
[20-23:28] Geoff Soderstrum smiles.. "Thanks.. But, you really know that these people here.. They're not nice, at all..." Stops talking, sipping his brew... He looks at the woman again, studying her. White hair.. Interesting looking, she really was. She intruiged him, the way that she seemed to trust him, a guy she didn't know.
[20-23:29] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : What? *panic and fear seep into his voice, not for himself but for her, though obviously she got away alright. He helps her over to the bed, trying to stay calm* How did you get away from him?
[20-23:29] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *is just so damned intriguing* Most of them are if you give them a chance.
[20-23:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I waited until he fell asleep *knows he's jumping to all of the conclusions that he naturally would* He was trying to help me. He wants me to stay with him, so I went. I didn't want to tell him I was staying with you. I didn't want him to follow me.
[20-23:32] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : You….*has to stop for a moment to get his temper under control* You went to his home? You actually went with him? He’s a killer! What if he hurt you?
[20-23:33] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I didn't know what else to do. Besides, I don't think that he would.
[20-23:35] 2ea, *Geoff Soderstrum: *Keeps noticing that random shit about Nico, because she is after all so damned intruiging.. He finishes his cup, and mutters some random things under his breathe, about the city.. Then he looks at her, and says quietly.. "So what's your story?"
[20-23:36] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *laughs a little bit* my story? Um... I don't know. I don't really have much of a story. More like several choppy chapters.
[20-23:36] JOIN: shana has entered.
[20-23:36] aff, shana: hi
[20-23:37] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((hi Shana))
[20-23:37] aff, shana: wats up?
[20-23:38] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : But you don’t know. He tried to kill me twice, and he was very efficient at it. Why would you think he wouldn’t hurt you? *it’s starting to almost sound like he’s lecturing a child, but he just can’t understand why she would do something like this*
[20-23:38] f57, •Ivy: *walks up the stairs, stopping to stand by the door to Jaylin’s room and listen in for a moment before making her entrance. She can only take a short amount of the conversation before pushing the door open all the way and leaning against the doorframe* Your talking about Dunstan Ryder correct? He won’t be a problem anymore, I fixed it so his…bark is worse than his bite…sort of *smirks slightly at a joke only she understands*
[20-23:38] 2ea, *Geoff Soderstrum: Well, still.. It's something to talk about. Awkward silences, really. I'd like to hear yours. Your story, I mean. Not your silence.. *He mutters these last few words, looking at his hands.. Face red and rather flustered again*
[20-23:39] aff, shana: ....
[20-23:39] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I... *stops when the new voice enters. She blinks from her spot on the corner of his bed. It's that strange woman from the bar who'd been looking for him... she never did get the scoop on what was up with him*
[20-23:41] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Well, *sighs, trying to think of where to start and what to say* Like I said, I like to move around a lot. I have a lot of friends in different places, so it's pretty easy for me to go wherever I want.
[20-23:42] aff, shana: ...so...hows life?
[20-23:43] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : What does that mean? *he doesn’t much care for Ivy’s tone and in subconsciously takes a few steps forward, putting him between Kailynn and Ivy.*
[20-23:43] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((oh you know. fine. how about you?))
[20-23:43] aff, shana: fine
[20-23:43] f57, •Ivy: I changed his perspective….*smirks a little as she runs her tongue over her teeth, taking care with the fangs* I made it so that he…thinks like me. He won’t bother you again, he’s lost the spirit he used to have for paid killing.
[20-23:43] Geoff Soderstrum nods, geniuinely interested in what she was saying.. He always liked to listen and to learn. It was one of his passions. "Uh, yeah. Where were you born?"
[20-23:45] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *but she tilts her head to peek around him, curious herself. The look of curiousity changes when she sees the fangs. Something clicks in her memory... something painful. Her eyes get huge as her hands start to shake in her lap*
[20-23:45] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I uh, don't know, actually.
[20-23:46] 2ea, *Geoff Soderstrum: Oh? *He tilts his head...*
[20-23:46] 2ea, *Geoff Soderstrum: *he waits for her to explain..*
[20-23:47] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *but she doesn't. He asked the question and she answered it. She doesn't seem put off by the question, but she certainly doesn't volunteer more information than is asked for*
[20-23:50] Geoff Soderstrum lowers his eyes again, kind of embarrassed... again. "Well.. Do you have family around here?" He just speaks in that low voice, almost ashamed-sounding.
[20-23:50] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *and he just stares, something just short of hatred in his eyes* What the fuck were you thinking? What makes you thin this isn’t going to make him more dangerous. Let’s just add a pair of fangs and heightened senses to the killer who wants me dead. That’s a really god damned help.
[20-23:51] f57, •Ivy: Calm down before I have to knock you out *rolls her eyes as she moves to walk around him, wondering about the girl on the bed, but is blocked as Jaylin moves in front of her* Look, he doesn’t want to hunt for money anymore. The only hunting he’ll be doing is for his dinner. He could care less about you, I made sure of it. I’m here to help you, not hurt you Jaylin, who’s the girl?
[20-23:52] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Yes. I do. I have family every where. *counts her friends as family, but doesn't outward ever say that she's not blood related to them*
[20-23:53] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *normally, it would really bother her to have someone speak of her like she weren't there... but right now, she's still hung up on the teeth. Her hands are still shaking as silent tears start to trickle down her cheeks*
[20-23:54] Geoff Soderstrum leans back in his chair, looking around the place.. He's seemingly out of questions, so he's silent.. He just watches the lady...
[20-23:55] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *lifts a brow towards his cup* what do you think? Is this place a winner"?
[20-23:56] 2ea, *Geoff Soderstrum: A winner? Depends on what competition.. *His attempt at humor falls short, according to him. He grimaces..* Bad joke, heh. I like the place.. Good coffee. *He orders another cup..* Want one?
[20-23:57] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *shakes her head* No thanks. I haven't done much on this one... oh, hey. have you ever been to Jamaica?
[20-23:59] Geoff Soderstrum cocks a brow as she asks this random question.. "Once, when I was a kid. Don't really remember it. Why do you ask, Nico?"
[21-00:01] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *smiles, loving that she found a new person that's been there* I just got back from there. I went for a visit, but ended up staying for almost two years.
[21-00:01] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *puts a hand on Ivy’s shoulder in a futile attempt to push her back towards the door* She’s none of your business.
[21-00:01] f57, •Ivy: *grabs his hands and pulls it back, bending it the wrong way, not enough to break it, but enough to cause a lot of pain* You don’t touch me unless I say you can, and you are my business Jaylin, therefore the girl sitting on your bed is my business *lets go and walks past him before he can react again* What’s your name? Weren’t you the girl behind the bar that first night I was here?
[21-00:02] Geoff Soderstrum smiles slightly.. "What kept you there?"
[21-00:03] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she jumps up, faster than she should be able to, but it's quite amazing what a good kick of pure fear adrenaline can do for a person. She opens her mouth to answer, but her throat is so tight that she can't say anything. She can feel the strong hands around it, squeezing so vividly as if it were happening all over again*
[21-00:04] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Good company, good weather, and fantastic pot. *doesn't even make an attempt to cover it up, since she happens to be one of those who smoke pot like cigarettes*
[21-00:07] Geoff Soderstrum grins.. "Good enough reasons to stay anywhere, I'd say." He sips his coffee, then sets it down. He's feeling a bit hyper.. "I can't really remember much of Jamaica.. Just that it was hot. Long time ago."
[21-00:07] f57, •Ivy: What is wrong with you? *she notices the girl is beat up, but she still doesn’t understand exactly what is going on* I know your not one to beat a woman up Jaylin, so who did this? *starts to turn around to look at him*
[21-00:08] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *as she’s turning around he’s already up, having grabbed an empty glass soda bottle off the floor and started swinging, catching Ivy in the cheek so that she falls backwards, into the bed then onto the floor* Don’t you come in here, hurt me, scare her, then pretend you have my interests at heart.
[21-00:10] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she clenches her eyes shut, and covers them with her bandaged hands. She doesn't know what's going to go down, but she doesn't want to see it*
[21-00:12] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I recommend that you go back.. .after the hurricanes are done of course. *looks up at the clock* oh, shit. I'm late. I've gotta go. It was great meeting you. *hops out from the booth and digs through her pocket for a $5 bill, which she tosses on the table* I'm sure I'll see you around
[21-00:13] Geoff Soderstrum nods and gives her the money back after laying his own bills down. "I got this.. I'll see you around." Walks out of the place and is gone.
[21-00:14] f57, •Ivy: *now she’s pissed. No one touches her, and no one hits her. She’s up off her feet in an instant, grabbing Jaylin by the throat and turning around, throwing him onto the bed next to Kailynn* Now, you listen to me, you idiot. There are people out there who can kill even you. I’m here to try and help you, but I have to know everything that is happening to you, and who everyone in your life is to make sure you aren’t going to get yourself killed for real. Now, you’re going to answer my questions, both of you. And now more violence please?
[21-00:14] EXIT: Geoff Soderstrum has left the chat ( 10:13pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[21-00:14] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *coughs to get the words out as she was strangling him and now it really hurts to talk* That… violence part… would be up …to you.
[21-00:16] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *this is all her fault... all of it. She shouldn't have come here. She should have just stayed in her new place, locked the doors, and hoped for the best. Now she's messed everything up. Her hands drop to her sides and her eyes open* I don't know who did this to me, ok? Everyone keeps asking and I don't know. I don't remember.
[21-00:19] f57, •Ivy: That’s fine, you should have just said that, now what’s your name? Your are the girl who works here, aren’t you? *is speaking as though she’s talking to a two year old*
[21-00:20] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she looks directly to Jaylin, not knowing if she should lie or not...she doesn't know who this woman is*
[21-00:23] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *glances at Kailynn, then back to Ivy* She was attacked by one of your kind….could you back off please? Whatever you want fine, but just…leave her alone *is still rubbing his neck and it still hurts, but he’s not going to let Ivy talk to Kailynn and push her around like that and harass her* Whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you tomorrow…just…leave.
[21-00:24] f57, •Ivy: *Rolls her eyes* I don’t know what your angle here is Jaylin, if you actually care or if you just trying to get laid, but it’s stupid. *folds her arms* I’ll go, but only because I’m sure she’s okay. She’s too skittish to be a threat, but I will be back tomorrow to talk to you. I suggest you change your attitude by then. *turns and walks out of the room, not bothering to let him respond*
[21-00:24] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *blinks when he says all of that... her kind? What did that mean and how did he know so much about it?*
[21-00:26] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *coughs again, getting up and walking over to the door, shutting it and locking it this time* Are… you….okay? *walks over to the fridge to get some water, hoping it’ll make his throat feel better*
[21-00:29] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: She didn't choke me. I'm fine. *looks down at her hands, which are still embarrassingly shaking, but there's nothing she can do about it* You shouldn't have hit her. She's obviously a lot stronger than you are.
[21-00:31] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Probably not *starts drinking the water though it just makes him cough a little more and it stings* But…I had to…do something.
[21-00:33] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *wishes she could fix him up the way that he did her, but there's really nothing that she knows that can be done after a little choking. It's really just uncomfortable* I'm sorry that I came here. I never meant to cause you any trouble. I... just wanted to let you know that he was still around.
[21-00:36] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : You didn’t cause any trouble. *coughs again and drinks a little more water* Ivy did, she always does no matter what the hell she’s here for…and she’s the one responsible for your friend Dunstan…dammit *trails off and coughs a lot more* She could have gotten you killed.
[21-00:39] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *wonders why Dunstan is all of a sudden her friend in his vocabulary... sure, they'd been on pretty friendly terms before he tried to kill Jaylin, but she just shrugs it off* I told you that he's not going to hurt me. He owes me one, anyway.
[21-00:40] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : He’s not…he’s more of a killer now than he used to be *drink some more water* Only now it’s not for money. Just…trust me please. I know what she did to him.
[21-00:41] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: What did she do to him? *leans forward.. since he walked into that one. She didn't even have to bring it up* and how do you know so much about... the guy?
[21-00:44] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : She just…..she…if I tell you…you won’t be able to just forget or shrug it off if I actually tell you it all. It’s not…I’m not sure you want to know all of it.
[21-00:45] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *surprisingly just lets it go, since she really doesn't want to know bad enough to pry the information out of him* Maybe I don't. *or maybe she does already and doesn't want to admit it*
[21-00:49] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Trust me, your much better off not knowing. *coughs again* I’m sorry about this too, that Ivy…that I let her get so far and act that way towards you.
[21-00:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: You're not my guardian, Jaylin... but I appreciate the concern. *smiles a little* Besides, I'd hate to see what she'd do if you argued with her anymore.
[21-00:56] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : I’m lucky I didn’t have to argue anymore. I like breathing *manages to smile back, finishing the bottle and yawning suddenly* I shouldn’t be so tired after sleeping so well.
[21-00:57] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-00:57] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 10:57pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[21-00:58] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-00:59] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she really wants to stay, but since she's semi-concious it just doesn't seem fair to him to keep taking his space. Besides, her day terrors are bad enough... she can only imagine the nightmares that are going to have her wake up all the time. No way. The poor guy needs some sleep. So, she stands from the bed* I'm sorry. I should let you get to bed.
[21-00:59] MSG: Street Urchin sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[21-00:59] MSG: Kailynn Benson tried to message Street (not registered).
[21-01:00] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((I can't message you back. you're going to have to get me on a messenger))
[21-01:00] 414, Street Urchin: ((i sent u 3 messages on yim))
[21-01:01] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((which.... I don't have turned on *winces and does so right now*))
[21-01:03] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : I can always sleep somewhere else, I pretty much just have a bad throat, your still hurt a lot worse…and I really don’t want you leaving, especially knowing that Dunstan is out there….Uh….actually I could probably get you a key so you can have your own room here. *just now realized that would be a more logical solution* I know where they keep the extra keys to the rooms.
[21-01:04] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 11:00pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[21-01:04] JOIN: Wesker has entered.
[21-01:06] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I don't *...want to be alone... is actually what she wants to say. She's already tired of being needy, even though she needs to be just a little bit more* That's great. Thanks.
[21-01:06] JOIN: moth has entered.
[21-01:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((hey, Mothy *saw you again... and pounces this time!*))
[21-01:08] aca, ºmoth: *Pounced; sexes Envy for pouncing him - shifty eyes.*
[21-01:08] aca, ºmoth: *Pounced; sexes Envy for pouncing him - shifty eyes.*
[21-01:09] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((*has to say that's better than being killed... like usual.*))
[21-01:10] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Alright…*notice something there, but he’s not sure what it is. He’s just glad she’s not going to take off again* I’ll go get the key, I’ll be right back. *walks to the door and unlocks it then runs downstairs to get one of the extra key and comes back up* Here, I got the key for the room next to mine.
[21-01:11] 2f2, Sylvie: .::is still here! Oops. Still watching porn, I guess::.
[21-01:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *smiles, but notes a small problem when she goes to take the key* I can't hold the key.
[21-01:12] aca, ºmoth: Kills Sylvie instead.*
[21-01:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: ((damned porn junkie... always knew it, too))
[21-01:12] aca, ºmoth: *Kills Sylvie instead.*
[21-01:13] 2f2, Sylvie: .::dies a horrible, bloody death, while watching porn... hot::.
[21-01:13] aca, ºmoth: *Steals porn - flee!*
[21-01:16] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Oh…well..uh…crap. I can get the room open for you…but you won’t be able to lock the door if you leave…and probably not from the inside either since you can’t even hold the key…
[21-01:21] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I can just catch a cab to they hotel. They have those little card things. *since she doesn't have any money at all, seeing as how everything she owns is still in her apartment, that really means that she's going to walk to the hotel... which she'll do. It may take her all night, but she'll do it to not inconvenience this man one more time* Thanks anyway. I'll see you later. *she walks to the door, getting pale, but determined not to fall at least until she's out of the bar*
[21-01:24] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Kailynn no *he follows her and circles her to stop her at the door* Your staying. Your hurt, and I’m not going to watch you get yourself more hurt, I don’t care what your reasons are, you’re staying here. You can just stay in my room, we’ll make it work, but your not going anywhere
[21-01:26] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: You're awfully bossy all of a sudden. *said lightheartedly, not arguing with him at all about staying*
[21-01:28] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Well, without the booze, it turns out I have a backbone. I’m actually liking it for the most part *smiles at her* I get to pretend that I actually have some kind of influence over others when actually I’m just hoping that they don’t fight me.
[21-01:31] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: Well, who am I to ruin your hopes. Besides, there's no way I was going to make it walking to that damned hotel *whoa ho. the truth comes out in her total exhaustion. She puts the palm of her hand on the chair and leans on it*
[21-01:33] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : Thank you. You have no idea how much of a help it is to my meager little ego to be right *smiles* I can sleep in a chair again, you need the bed.
[21-01:35] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: It's a big bed, Jaylin. It's not the 17th century. *wiggles her feet out of her shoes as she's standing there*
[21-01:37] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : No…I just…*he doesn’t even know what to say, what reason is he going give her that’s not going to come out wrong* I didn’t want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable. I don’t know what your boundaries are.
[21-01:40] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: I know that you wouldn't, but I'm telling you that I don't mind... so do whatever you want to. *but she is going to bed. it doesn't even occur to her that she could sleep in the chair, but it doesn't even matter because he'd just argue and it would be a waste of time, anyways. She slowly gets into the bed, all that sitting and turning a little rough on her ribs, then her jeans fall out from under the covers. No way she'd sleep in those. proper or not*
[21-01:46] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *He’s definitely nervous, but again he doesn’t want to say something stupid so he grabs his pajama’s, which are on the floor and goes into the small adjoining bathroom to change really quick, before coming back out. Usually he sleeps in a lot less, but usually he’s by himself. He walks over to the door to lock it shut and to turn out the light, though some light still comes in through the window from the street then walks over to the bed, and just gets in, trying to be very nonchalant about the whole thing.*
[21-01:47] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson: *she takes a breath as if she may say something, but then just lets it out, asleep before she can even formlulate a thought*
[21-01:49] f57, *Jaylin Anderson : *and even though he thinks it would be hard to fall asleep, it isn’t really since he’s still pretty exhausted, and after dealing with Ivy it had just made him all the more tired, and he’s asleep before he can worry about it anymore*
[21-01:50] EXIT: Jaylin Anderson has left the chat ( 11:49pm, November 20 (CST) ).
[21-02:03] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-02:03] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 12:03am, November 21 (CST) ).
[21-02:03] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-02:04] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 12:03am, November 21 (CST) ).
[21-02:04] JOIN: Alberto has entered.
[21-02:04] c36, *Alberto: ((*peeks in* anyone still about?))
[21-02:10] EXIT: Alberto has left the chat ( 12:04am, November 21 (CST) ).
[21-12:44] JOIN: Melisande.Sharizhai has entered.
[21-12:44] 4db, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (*missed moth! Is sad*)
[21-12:50] JOIN: Wesker has entered.
[21-12:50] 2d7, *Wesker: ((*yawns* happy sunday ))
[21-12:53] 4db, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (Good afternoon, Wesker. )
[21-12:59] 2d7, *Wesker: ((morning my comps being completely gay so i dont know if may go off line))
[21-13:00] 4db, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (Aren`t computers just dicks?)
[21-13:04] 2d7, *Wesker: ((i think my computer is a anus))
[21-13:04] 2d7, *Wesker: ((its been a ass lately))
[21-13:06] 4db, ºMelisande.Sharizhai: (LoL. Sorry, I`ve got to be off. My son`s awake, the prick. He barely slept half and hour. Anyway, have a good day.)
[21-13:09] 2d7, *Wesker: ((you to and dont blame you son for beaing a prick you made him ^_^ j/k))
[21-14:24] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[21-15:00] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-15:02] 1dd, *Squirrel: o/
[21-15:06] 017, ºJayde: Hi
[21-15:07] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hey Jayde
[21-15:08] 017, ºJayde: *adjusts color and picture*
[21-15:34] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-15:58] JOIN: Caine Lupas has entered.
[21-15:58] 09c, *Dorian Luna: *peeks in the room*
[21-16:05] 09c, *Dorian Luna: ../ Hellooo?
[21-16:09] 09c, *Dorian Luna: *poofs out*
[21-16:10] EXIT: Dorian Luna has left the chat ( 2:09pm, November 21 (CST) ).
[21-17:02] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[21-17:13] JOIN: Melisande.Sharizhai has entered.
[21-17:14] EXIT: Melisande.Sharizhai has left the chat ( 3:13pm, November 21 (CST) ).
[21-17:14] JOIN: LAMadame has entered.
[21-17:14] 4db, ºLAMadame: *Flits about all OOC like*
[21-17:19] 4db, ºLAMadame: *points* See, that`s me. Why isn`t that attractive anymore? Why do women have to be rails? *sighs* Baby won`t sleep ... shall return sometime this evening.
[21-17:20] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-17:22] 1dd, *Squirrel: Uh...I don't know who thinks that isn't attractive, but you know...different people, different taste. For me, and the rest of my friends, I know that would be considered attractive. The whole skinny thing....don't like at all because that's just sick.
[21-17:23] 1dd, *Squirrel: That's the classic kind of beauty right there.
[21-17:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: Skinny is not hot all the time, most of the time when I see a skinny girl I think of those third world kids that ask for like...70 cents a day to be fed.
[21-17:27] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Test*
[21-17:27] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Test*
[21-17:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: Crap, lost my image
[21-17:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: There we go
[21-19:21] JOIN: LAMadame has entered.
[21-19:22] 4db, ºLAMadame: Still here, Squirrel?
[21-19:23] 4db, ºLAMadame: *glances down* Nope, just me and my shadow. *dances with said personage*
[21-19:23] Chat cleared by LAMadame.
[21-19:24] 4db, ºLAMadame: *lurks*
[21-19:25] 4db, ºLAMadame: Please IM me if you need me.
[21-20:09] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-20:09] 1dd, *Squirrel: <_< >_>
[21-20:23] 4db, ºLAMadame: *pounce*
[21-20:33] 9b9, ºEnvy: *peeeers*
[21-20:36] 4db, ºLAMadame: *peeeers back*
[21-20:41] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Peeeers from under LAMadame*
[21-20:42] 9b9, ºEnvy: she's one hella pouncer, ain't she?
[21-20:42] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[21-20:42] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Nods*
[21-20:43] 4db, ºLAMadame: *wiggles herself off, and dusts Squirrel`s butt off* Sorry `bout that. It just overtakes me sometimes. *leers at Envy, pounce in her eyes*
[21-20:44] 9b9, ºEnvy: brb. I need to run upstairs for some presents
[21-20:44] 4db, ºLAMadame: PRESENTS! *does a dance of joy* Aren`t Evy`s friends just amazing? She`s so showered with gifts it`s fun!
[21-20:46] 4db, ºLAMadame: Hi Jayde! *huggles*
[21-20:51] 655, ºJayde: Hi, yay, huggles!
[21-20:51] 4db, ºLAMadame: How interesting. I have seven registered Handles. Hm. Not shabby.
[21-20:51] 4db, ºLAMadame: Pardon, eight.
[21-20:51] 4db, ºLAMadame: So how is everyone tonight?
[21-20:54] 4db, ºLAMadame: I`m going to have to be a flake and head out. I`m super tired. I wish people were less noctournal, or that my son wasn`t teething. OHOH! He has his first tooth! *dies of joy* What a great day! *blows kisses and hugs* Loves!
[21-20:55] 9b9, ºEnvy: Night peanut! *blows kisses*
[21-20:55] 655, ºJayde: Laters *waves and huggles*
[21-20:58] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-20:59] 9b9, ºEnvy: So... had the best night ever hanging out with Robin the Rockstar and her fabulous hubby Colin. she gave me this huge box of cds to sell... and get this... I get to keep all the money for spending money in England! isn't that the nicest thing ever?
[21-21:00] 655, ºJayde: That's awesome
[21-21:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: she says "I couldn't even pay you enough for how much promoting you do for me. This is the least I can do" pft. little does she know that I do it because I adore her
[21-21:02] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-21:04] 9b9, ºEnvy: wb, squirrelie. having troubles.
[21-21:33] Chat cleared by Envy.
[21-21:38] JOIN: moth has entered.
[21-21:42] 9b9, ºEnvy: hey, mothy
[21-21:45] aca, ºmoth: Hey.
[21-21:48] 9b9, ºEnvy: *surprise pounce, since a normal greeting would certainly put anyone off guard about being prepared for any such act as pouncing*
[21-21:49] aca, ºmoth: *..most people would put most people off guard, but seeing that he is always prepared - dodges.*
[21-21:50] 9b9, ºEnvy: *falls flat on her cute lil' face* oooof... and I thought I was so good.
[21-21:53] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[21-21:53] 9b9, ºEnvy: *sneeeaaaaaks up on Jessipants... going for it again*
[21-21:55] aca, ºmoth: *..throws stolen porn at Envy, as that is sure to draw attention to her.*
[21-21:55] 2f2, Sylvie: .::turns!::. Heeeeey, you.
[21-21:55] 2f2, Sylvie: Har har.
[21-21:56] 9b9, ºEnvy: uh huh... no luck for me tonight. *gets biffed by porn*
[21-22:16] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[21-22:17] 9b9, ºEnvy: yo, squirrelie
[21-22:17] 1dd, *Squirrel: I fucking hate not having my computer here
[21-22:18] 1dd, *Squirrel: All that shit before? Our ancient family computer.
[21-22:18] 9b9, ºEnvy: that is one thing I hate about going home... none of my own computer, shitty internet that I hardly get to use anyway. blah. bunch of crap
[21-22:20] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Sigh* And I have the week to look forward with my Dad who came home drunk tonight...more to expect? Oh yeah...
[21-22:21] 9b9, ºEnvy: bah. just wait until winter break that one is even LONGER!
[21-22:22] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heh...don't remind me
[21-22:23] 9b9, ºEnvy: mine is an extra week, even because school starts later in London than here *blows raspberry* BUT it also goes 2 weeks later, so my summer is shorter. Hopefully, I'll be living here instead of at home anyways for the summer
[21-22:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: Lucky
[21-22:27] 9b9, ºEnvy: but, on the upside... I got really gross stickers to put on my fridge at home. They have dead cow heads hanging from a hook and they say "did your food have a face?"
[21-22:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: That's just evil
[21-22:29] 9b9, ºEnvy: yep! just like me. evil to the core, I am. black soul and all.
[21-22:30] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[21-22:30] 9b9, ºEnvy: if my grandma can have up her little pictures, and my grandma's boyfriend can put up his stupid little sayings and my brother can have his first clear drug screen... pft. I think I have a right to a little space on the fridge. I also have the posters of the same thing for my door. both here and at home, because I have 5 of them.
[21-22:34] 1dd, *Squirrel: Wow, hardcore
[21-22:35] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah. I got a lot of stuff for $7. sweet Peta with their constant supply of vomit-worthy propaganda
[21-22:38] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Chuckle*
[21-22:46] 9b9, ºEnvy: we made $197 from the benefit concert tonight. which is impressive since about 15 people showed up
[21-22:46] 1dd, *Squirrel: Neat
[21-22:48] 9b9, ºEnvy: Yeah. the whole thing was really frustrating. my grandma, a couple friends from home, Robin and Colin, and Misty's family was a vast majority of the crowd. bastards around here had every excuse in the book. assholes.
[21-22:51] 1dd, *Squirrel: That's usually how it goes, Envy
[21-22:52] 9b9, ºEnvy: like, today of all days was the one day that they were going to do homework... because, you know,... people never put anything in front of homework
[21-22:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[21-22:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yup, homework is very important...not
[21-22:53] 9b9, ºEnvy: especially for like an hour or two.... as a favor to friends who busted their asses to put this thing on.
[21-22:54] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[21-22:55] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yup
[21-22:59] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hi Saven
[21-22:59] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *waves* hello
[21-23:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: Man those peanuts are addictive
[21-23:02] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *has her own type of nuts shes addicted to*
[21-23:03] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[21-23:04] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: =^_^=
[21-23:08] 9b9, ºEnvy: peanuts? addictive? what?
[21-23:10] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: nuts are addictive ^^
[21-23:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heh heh
[21-23:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: ewww. I only like 'em covered in chocolate. I'll eat anything if it's chocolate covered ; )
[21-23:13] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: would you eat me if I was covered in cocolate? ^_~
[21-23:13] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[21-23:13] 1dd, *Squirrel: Nice contribution
[21-23:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: yep! in a heart beat
[21-23:15] 1dd, *Squirrel: Well...I'ma gonna make myself a sandwhich
[21-23:15] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *writes that down in little book for future reference*
[21-23:17] 9b9, ºEnvy: you need two more people for that hahaha *cough* uh.. sorry. yeah. way past the tired point *frowns at her laundry to hurry up so she can go to bed*
[21-23:19] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *grabs a few more people for that.* oo the good meat!
[21-23:27] JOIN: moth has entered.
[21-23:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Saw Moth*
[21-23:28] aca, ºmoth: Dammit!
[21-23:29] aca, ºmoth: Dammit!
[21-23:29] 9b9, ºEnvy: *did too*
[21-23:29] aca, ºmoth: *Thinks you should all humor the poor, helpless moth, and just pretend you didn't see him sneak in.*
[21-23:29] 1dd, *Squirrel: Haha! Too slow
[21-23:30] 1dd, *Squirrel: Or Envy could give ya a good ole stealth tag
[21-23:30] aca, ºmoth: Which she was supposed to do months ago!
[21-23:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ha! And I just realized my number is 1dd...One DD...Mmmhmm
[21-23:31] 9b9, ºEnvy: what? what are you talking about stealth tag. I don't even know what that is! how am I supposed to give it to you. You're a damned admin. do it yourself *pokes tongue out*
[21-23:32] 1dd, *Squirrel: I think only the head admin can do that
[21-23:32] aca, ºmoth: I would have to have the 'Z' Master flag to customize other peoples flags.
[21-23:32] aca, ºmoth: Anyone with the Master flag can do it.
[21-23:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: *sighs* nothing is ever good enough for you, is it Mothy?
[21-23:33] 9b9, ºEnvy: you fussy fussy boy.
[21-23:33] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Chortle*
[21-23:38] 1dd, *Squirrel: Uhoh...banner went down
[21-23:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: anyone else want anything while I'm doing stuff (it didn't go down for me. you're batty)
[21-23:38] aca, ºmoth: I haven't been able to see the banner in weeks.
[21-23:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: I can see it.
[21-23:39] 1dd, *Squirrel: If you could spare Eleventy billion dollars, it'd be awesome of you, Envy
[21-23:40] 9b9, ºEnvy: why, sure I can Squirrelie. I'll wire it to your account right now!
[21-23:40] 1dd, *Squirrel: w00t!
[21-23:41] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: I can see it occasionally...... *spots moth and mauls him*
[21-23:41] 9b9, ºEnvy: *can always see it*
[21-23:42] aca, ºmoth: *Mauled.* This is all your fault Envy! *Shakes a fist.*
[21-23:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: rofl
[21-23:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: Damnit, Tech TV...stop bein a whore for Nintendo
[21-23:43] 9b9, ºEnvy: *snickers... all black souled and what have you*
[21-23:44] 9b9, ºEnvy: *would be Nintendo's whore... loves Mario*
[21-23:45] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh...figures...all the shows are displayed on the little top screen of a DS while the bottom shows facts aabout it and plays little game stuff, but when the commercials come on...tada! Full screen!
[21-23:45] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *loves NINTENDO*
[21-23:47] 9b9, ºEnvy: Although... I do love my Sega Genesis just a little bit more.
[21-23:48] 1dd, *Squirrel: Right now, I love my PS2 and San Andreas. And I miss it so badly, I hate being addicted to such a fun game.
[21-23:49] 9b9, ºEnvy: meh. I'm not interested in any of this new stuff. I like my old, 2-Dimensional games.
[21-23:51] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *wants a ps2...... but is sooo fucking poor its not funny*
[21-23:51] 1dd, *Squirrel: Mortal Kombat was fun
[21-23:51] 9b9, ºEnvy: which I can't even bring here because I'd never go to class.
[21-23:52] 9b9, ºEnvy: oh, sweet Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter 2... fucking sweet
[21-23:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehe...I always get my ass kicked in those games, but it's fun
[21-23:54] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: yes envy yes!!!! *is master of them*
[21-23:54] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: I love Zelda........
[21-23:56] 9b9, ºEnvy: I like Spyro a whole lot. Zelda is heading a little far on the complicated side for me
[21-23:57] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *now has a NIN64. so has those zelda games..... loved and solved.. never played spyro.. wants too*
[22-00:10] aca, ºmoth: *Points everyone to the new Images link.*
[22-00:12] 1dd, *Squirrel: Good job, Moth
[22-00:13] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: oo
[22-00:17] aca, ºmoth: *Prods everyone to look over the post again with the added rules.*
[22-00:18] 1dd, *Squirrel: That's an affirmative on the rules
[22-00:20] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *prods and rapes moth.. *
[22-00:22] aca, ºmoth: *Raped.*
[22-00:24] 1dd, *Squirrel: Eh heh...
[22-00:25] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah... see what you get for making my room nice, Squirrelie? too bad we're such slackers
[22-00:26] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yup
[22-00:35] 9b9, ºEnvy: *is writing a thank you letter to Arnold Swartzenegger...* huh. check that off on my list of things I'd never have thought I'd do
[22-00:47] 9b9, ºEnvy: ok. I'm outta here for the night. I'll be on nessenger for a little bit longer
[22-13:45] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-15:55] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[22-15:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ahh...another day, 6 days until I can get bck to my dorm room and San Andreas...*sigh*
[22-16:28] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-16:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: hey, guys... shit, man. youre break is LONG. mine is only 5 days total
[22-16:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: including the weekend
[22-16:38] aca, ºmoth: *Peers.*
[22-16:39] 1dd, *Squirrel: Started Sat @ noon (When the campus shut down) and goes till Sunday @ 1 PM (When the dorms open back up)
[22-16:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: *snuggles Mothy and feeds 'im a chocolate chip scone*
[22-16:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: ours don't close down... well, maybe they do, but my specific dorm doesn't close.
[22-16:40] 1dd, *Squirrel: Well it didn't completly shut down, there's still beak housing and all, but the rest of the campus is pretty much closed and locked
[22-16:41] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah. if they didn't lock up the art buildings and not allow safety to unlock it, I'd just stay with my vegan and work.
[22-16:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehe
[22-16:43] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-16:44] 9b9, ºEnvy: She's in severe militant vegan mode where she won't even go home, even though her mom makes her special food, because she doesn't want to be in a house where dead turkeys are eaten... can't say I blame her. I may lose my appetite too.
[22-16:45] aca, ºmoth: *Glares.*
[22-16:45] 1dd, *Squirrel: Whatcho glarin' at Moth?
[22-16:46] 9b9, ºEnvy: you can't glare... I fed you chocolate chip scones!
[22-16:48] f38, ºJayde: What's the glaring about?
[22-16:50] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Shrug*
[22-16:52] 9b9, ºEnvy: you know... boys with their moods.
[22-16:56] aca, ºmoth: *..notes that his glaring was about not eating turkey on Thanksgiving.*
[22-16:56] f38, ºJayde: *shrugs*
[22-16:57] f38, ºJayde: I choose not to comment on that. I have a cousin who's vegetarian. We have to bascially make 2 thanksgiving meals every year
[22-16:59] 9b9, ºEnvy: My grandma does it for me *le grin*.
[22-17:00] 9b9, ºEnvy: She's making me vegetarian shepards pie, yam fries, and... whatever else she finds in the recipe book that my vegan made me.
[22-17:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: Different people, different tastes, beliefs, etc. just as long as you don't try and push it on me I'm cool with it cause I love turkey with all the fixins on Thanksgiving
[22-17:01] f38, ºJayde: I love everything at thanksgiving, I'm so looking forward to it. I'm even looking forward to the next day leftovers
[22-17:01] aca, ºmoth: The next day leftovers are the best.
[22-17:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: I'm out to "educate" she's getting pushy and militant as it's getting to be more and more the fiber of her being. Veganism is her religion. I just get really grossed out now when people eat meat in front of me. It didn't used to bother me but now... ugh.
[22-17:02] f38, ºJayde: My dad makes sandwhichs the next day that are the best, but he only makes them on that day
[22-17:03] aca, ºmoth: *..kills Envy - eats the corpse.*
[22-17:04] 9b9, ºEnvy: *hopes she is a good next-day sandwich*
[22-17:04] aca, ºmoth: *Eh. A bit tough.*
[22-17:04] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[22-17:05] 9b9, ºEnvy: bullshit. I don't move at all. there is no muscle to be tough.
[22-17:06] f38, ºJayde: lol
[22-17:06] aca, ºmoth: *..would like to point out that Envy has passed on, and as such, anything she says is void - shifty eyes.*
[22-17:08] 9b9, ºEnvy: *has not passed on... is a ghost as a result of her brutal torture and eventual murder*
[22-17:09] aca, ºmoth: What torture?
[22-17:09] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Didn't realize we were in a japanese horror film...floods everything with blue light*
[22-17:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: Did anyone get that?
[22-17:11] 9b9, ºEnvy: There's always torture when meat eating is involved... so I jsut popped it in for you
[22-17:11] aca, ºmoth: ...
[22-17:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah... Dario Argento (though Italian, not japanese) uses a lot of blue light in his movies because it's scary
[22-17:12] aca, ºmoth: *..sneaks out as he has somewhere to be.*
[22-17:13] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heh
[22-17:16] 9b9, ºEnvy: I have this one movie that's set in Japan and probably made by Japanese film makers and it uses a hella lotta blue. My Asia's in it, of course and Christopher Walking and Willem DeFoe. I don't really understand it, but maybe I just have to watch it more
[22-17:16] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-17:17] 1dd, *Squirrel: Christopher Walking, yes, awesome actor
[22-17:19] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-17:19] 283, ºJayde: Stupid sister pulled the power cord on my computer
[22-17:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah he is. he talks my Asia (who ironically is a whore, but Willem likes her a whole lot) into seducing this powerful Japanese fellow for... I think getting some cure to some virus that he developed. I don't know. It's kind of a slow movie that doesn't really go anywhere, but everyone is just so good in it.
[22-17:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: whoooops.
[22-17:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: Damn pop ups
[22-17:23] 9b9, ºEnvy: *meant 'Walkin' not 'Walking'*
[22-17:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: Same thing
[22-17:27] 283, ºJayde: We got what you meant
[22-17:27] 9b9, ºEnvy: Thanks guys. that's why your my favorites.
[22-17:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heh heh
[22-17:28] 9b9, ºEnvy: I sold my first TCR cd today!
[22-17:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: Woo
[22-17:29] 283, ºJayde: Cool
[22-17:29] 283, ºJayde: What are you selling them for?
[22-17:29] 283, ºJayde: For as in price
[22-17:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Was about to make a smart ass comment*
[22-17:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehehe
[22-17:31] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah! it's a funny story, actually. This girl is... well, sometimes she's alright, but she just tries so hard to be cool, that she just gets to be an asshole. SO she was picking not only on my Vegan, but on Misty only moments after we found out that Broadzilla cancelled for the show. BUT this girl is also a HUGE jack off jill fan, so when Robin came to the show, she had a heart attack and got to meet her because I introduced her, then I invited the vegan to go to pizza with Misty, Robin, Colin and I... but did I invite this totally huge Robin fan... no, because she's mean to us. But her money is as good as any.
[22-17:31] 9b9, ºEnvy: *takes a breath* $10
[22-17:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: you can listen to samples on their website and stuff.
[22-17:32] 283, ºJayde: Cool
[22-17:32] 283, ºJayde: 10 is a really good price for a CD
[22-17:34] 9b9, ºEnvy: I know. especially one this great AND I could get it signed when I go to her house for our cookie making party.
[22-17:34] 283, ºJayde: Really cool
[22-17:35] 9b9, ºEnvy: and a free sticker is involved... plus free shipping because I love to send mail.
[22-17:38] 283, ºJayde: If I had money I'd buy one, but I'm currently 5 buck in the hole techincally. Stupid bank fees
[22-17:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: Well, I have a huge box and I live in the musically deprived area of Michigan, so... I'll have some for a long time
[22-17:42] 283, ºJayde: Cool
[22-17:44] 9b9, ºEnvy: my grandma bought one from me, too... as in... I needed money and have her ATM card, so I borrowed some (with her permission of course) so I'm giving her a cd. She looooves TCR
[22-17:46] 283, ºJayde: Wow, I don't think I know anyone in my family besides my sister who likes anything I listen to
[22-17:47] 9b9, ºEnvy: my grandma likes a lot of my music. she really liked the Deadbeat Moms that played our concert yesterday. She loves Ozzy the most. he's her fave. it's so funny too, because other than looking really young, she dresses all frumpy like a grandma and has just straight, shoulderlength blondish/redish hair... nothing like a grandma who loves Ozzy
[22-17:57] JOIN: LAMadame has entered.
[22-17:57] 9b9, ºEnvy: Peanut! *pounce*
[22-17:58] ce5, ºLAMadame: *throws into a roll through daisies*
[22-17:58] 9b9, ºEnvy: awww daisies are so cute.
[22-18:01] ce5, ºLAMadame: I like them bunches. My favorite flower though is the Nile Lily. Yes, ma`am.
[22-18:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: Lilies are the best, what can I say?
[22-18:03] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[22-18:04] ce5, ºLAMadame: *just hugs everyone and kisses and puts crowns and necklaces of daisies on each head and neck*
[22-18:06] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:06] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Hugged and gets a crown and necklace of daises*....Uhm...*shifty eyes*
[22-18:06] 9b9, ºEnvy: awww you're so pretty, Squirrlie... and welcome back, Jayde
[22-18:08] 1dd, *Squirrel: Eh heh...right...
[22-18:08] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:09] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-18:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: Gotta love those problems
[22-18:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: And I just love how my cats use me as a stepping stone. Jump on my lap and make me think they want loving, when they're actually just getter closer to a counter with food on it.
[22-18:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: my cat won't come anywhere near me, except for if I walk by and don't feed her (because she thinks she needs fed every time I walk into the kitchen) so she jumps up and bites me. Bitch.
[22-18:12] ce5, ºLAMadame: *laughs* I love all those little cat habits. My cat used to walk across my keyboard, lay on my monitor ... I miss her.
[22-18:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: I don't like my cat at all. my brother does, so he's taking her with him when he moves out
[22-18:15] ce5, ºLAMadame: Good ridance to that whore of a cat of yours, doll.
[22-18:15] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[22-18:15] b31, ºJayde: My computer's being especially bitchy today *smacks it as she finally gets it to refresh*
[22-18:16] 9b9, ºEnvy: Misty has two kitties. Anastia (that's Anastia, mind you. Not Anastasia... everyone always reads it wrong) and Velvet Spunk. I love her kitties. I'm excited about getting to live with them
[22-18:18] 1dd, *Squirrel: I would too
[22-18:19] 1dd, *Squirrel: Kittens are the best
[22-18:19] 9b9, ºEnvy: it's true.
[22-18:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: Even though mine is afraid of me and runs/hides from me most of the time, I still think it's cute to see those big eyes peeking around the corner so he can keep an eye on me
[22-18:23] 9b9, ºEnvy: awww sweet kitties buuuut *hugs everyone* I have to head back over to the art building so that I don't fail ceramics. bye everyone!
[22-18:23] b31, ºJayde: Later *waves*
[22-18:23] 1dd, *Squirrel: See ya later Envy
[22-18:27] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:28] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:27pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:28] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:28] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:28pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:28] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:28] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:28pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:28] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:29] b31, ºJayde: Ick, looks like more probems
[22-18:29] ce5, Street Urchin: grrr
[22-18:30] ce5, Street Urchin: stupid password
[22-18:31] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:30pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:31] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-18:31] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:31pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:32] JOIN: LAMadame has entered.
[22-18:32] EXIT: LAMadame has left the chat ( 4:32pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:32] EXIT: Squirrel has left the chat ( 4:23pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-18:33] JOIN: vassago has entered.
[22-18:33] ce5, *vassago: there that works
[22-18:33] ce5, *vassago: but as always there might not be enyone left in this joint
[22-18:36] b31, ºJayde: I'm still lurking around
[22-18:53] JOIN: vassago has entered.
[22-18:53] ce5, *vassago: *yawns*
[22-18:56] ce5, *vassago: * secretly plants bomobs all over the city*
[22-18:56] ce5, *vassago: bombs even
[22-18:59] ce5, *vassago: * he hits all the major suports ..subways, sewers, major infrastructurs, basicaly everything that can colaps the entire city with one trigger*
[22-19:07] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-19:07] 92e, ºJayde: Bored much?
[22-19:24] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[22-19:27] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: *Katya gies about all super heroine like and removes all the bombs before anything can be done, throws them into space with her temporary super strength, and saves the world unknowingly, and then returns to her life as usual at the Bush for the night quite happy with the fact that she foiled some villan's plans and not being recognized for it, yay.*
[22-19:27] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: *Goes
[22-19:29] 1dd, *Squirrel: And that is that *Dusts hands off*...oh yeah, vassago, stop watching Fight Club. It's a good movie, I know, but there is a thing as too much.
[22-19:41] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[22-19:47] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heyya Cecile
[22-19:49] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: HI there Squirrel.
[22-19:49] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: Didn`t mean to sound that excited ...
[22-19:50] 1dd, *Squirrel: I have that effect on women....*flaunts*
[22-19:51] JOIN: Sgt. Josh has entered.
[22-19:52] bfb, Sgt. Josh: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Word, word.
[22-19:53] 1dd, *Squirrel: Werd up, yo. What's up in the hizzie fo shizie, ma nizzle fo rizzle.
[22-19:53] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: *swoons over Squirrelly ... then goes to worship Josh* So much hot flesh ... *listens to the sizzle*
[22-19:54] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh yes, I gets all da womens in ma hood, yo. Big love, yeah.
[22-19:55] bfb, Sgt. Josh: *Cackle* Yo, yo, yo, you ain't got shit homie. Word to that, nigga. Tha'z a stick fo' sho'.
[22-19:56] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: *just creeps back into her white, square world*
[22-19:56] 1dd, *Squirrel: Fo real, yo. Don't makes me go on up and gets me a heater to bust a cap in your punk ass, bitch.
[22-19:58] Sgt. Josh does that weird-ass tourette's syndrome-esque chest thrust towards Squirrel. "You don' know who you be messin' wit', g. I be packin' heat like you ain't neva heard, bitch! (Gawd, talking idiot is fun.)
[22-19:59] 1dd, *Squirrel: I think I just lost about 10 points off of my IQ just for doing that
[22-20:00] bfb, Sgt. Josh: I do believe that I joined you in that loss of intellect. Dear me, dear me. :P
[22-20:00] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: I hope so. That was just strange, but helarious. I know who could have beaten you though!! ENVY! She`d kick your asses.
[22-20:01] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[22-20:01] 1dd, *Squirrel: Indeed. *Sips some tea*
[22-20:01] bfb, Sgt. Josh: Yep. But hey, A for effort, eh Envy?
[22-20:01] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Pinky out*
[22-20:01] bfb, Sgt. Josh: Oooooops!
[22-20:02] bfb, Sgt. Josh: *Makes some crumpets.. And.. Eh. Whatever else English Kaaaaaaanigits munch on.*
[22-20:02] ce5, ºCecile DeMornay: *munchies a cuecumber sandwitch, crusts off, with radish and all*
[22-20:02] JOIN: Elisa Everheart has entered.
[22-20:02] 1dd, *Squirrel: Most of that I picked up off of GTA, heh. It's been such an influence on my life
[22-20:02] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: (*cecile flaunts new charater around ... that`s nine for this room*)
[22-20:03] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: (*slaps the yello off*)
[22-20:03] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: (yellow*)
[22-20:04] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hope you don't hate me for it, but I'm probably going to have some bolonga & monteray jack cheese sandwhiches later
[22-20:04] bfb, Sgt. Josh: Go for it, home boy.
[22-20:04] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *tackles Elisa*
[22-20:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: You's ma boy, homes.
[22-20:05] Sgt. Josh represents.
[22-20:05] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: (*Is tackled, and molests dear Saven*)
[22-20:06] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Has to wipe tears from eyes before typing*
[22-20:06] bfb, Sgt. Josh: I'm the Sarge, really. That's what they call me in the Hood. You know what's hil-fucking-arious? I talk like that sometimes, but not in a "g-banga" voice. White-man's rhetoric.
[22-20:07] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *whees*
[22-20:08] 1dd, *Squirrel: I only talk like that when making fun of rap that's blasting from a dorm room or when some stereotypical blacks get in the elevator and start putting down their hoodrat, from da ghetto routine.
[22-20:08] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: (*considers who to bring in to tickle Saven`s fancy* ... Summer? How about Summer? YOu tell me.)
[22-20:08] bfb, Sgt. Josh: I can beatbox. It's funny. I'm a skinny white kid, lanky and the like.. And I can hold a phat beat, werd. :P
[22-20:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hah, I suffer from a very debilitating disease known as "White boy's rythem". It has prevented me from ever busting a move on the dance floor.
[22-20:10] f77, *Saven Rahyn: hmmm......... okay *grin* I'd like that
[22-20:10] bfb, Sgt. Josh: I can't dance, no way diggidy dog. But I think we're going to start RPing or summat. :/ Mind if I add you to MSN?
[22-20:10] ce5, *Elisa Everheart: You got it, love-dove.
[22-20:11] EXIT: Cecile DeMornay has left the chat ( 6:02pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-20:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: Go for it, G.
[22-20:13] JOIN: Summer Richards has entered.
[22-20:19] ce5, ºSummer Richards 
: *he hates the BtD; loathes it like no other shithole bar in this town. So he sits in some anonymous place, staring down into an untouched pint of beer. His hair hides his face, and he inhabits the corner closest the door - dark, and often forgotten*
[22-20:22] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *Saven, the dear one she is, is walking down the street, near that same unnamed place, clothed in black form fitted pants and a white blouse like many of her others unbottoned a bit to show ample cleavage.*
[22-20:24] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*test*)
[22-20:24] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*one more*)
[22-20:28] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:29] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:29] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:30] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *he remains in his chair, pushing his hair over his shoulders and peering at the noisy crowd. He lifts his pint, and takes a healthy swallow*
[22-20:31] JOIN: Cara DelAmore has entered.
[22-20:32] 16c, Cara DelAmore: (*Grumble grumble*hello peeps)
[22-20:33] 1dd, *Squirrel: That was one sexy Street Urchin for awhile there *wink*
[22-20:33] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *With all the things been going on lately shes in need to keep away from most vampires, so she enters the bar, staying close to the door to look around, her onyx eyes looking around from strands of her long death black hair*
[22-20:33] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*pounces cara and huggles* Evenin!)
[22-20:33] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *spots her ... and remembers her from their brief encounter on the street corner. He whistles, hoping she`ll catch it - she`s only a couple feet away*
[22-20:35] 16c, Cara DelAmore: (*squeals and falls over*hello to you too*winks at squirrel*tanky kant remember me password so changed me name slightly as cant be assed trying out diffrent ones)
[22-20:35] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *her sharp pointed ears catch that whistle and with a frown she turns her head to him, a slight smirkish smile moving onto her full lips. she closes the small space and stands at his table.* Hello again
[22-20:35] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*is cecile and an admin* i can reissue your pass to `defpass, if you`d like, cara-dear)
[22-20:36] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *reaches over and taps the table infront of the chair across from him* Have a seat, have a drink. We never were formally introduced the other night.
[22-20:38] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *she pulls the chair out and sits, pushing her waterfalls of hair behind her back, so it goes over the chair and down, just two inches form the floor* So we weren't.. * she replies, her accent cajun, louisiana, she holds out her hand, which is pale and sleek*
[22-20:39] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-20:39] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:40] 16c, Cara DelAmore: (yes please but the name was Cara DelSamore..i just cant for the life of me remember the password)
[22-20:41] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (there you go, dear.)
[22-20:41] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:42] EXIT: Cara DelAmore has left the chat ( 6:40pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-20:42] JOIN: Cara DelSamore has entered.
[22-20:43] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (i love you*licks*)
[22-20:43] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (i love you more! *tickles*)
[22-20:44] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:44] ce5, ºSummer Richards : Rich. *doesn`t say his real name; he hates it. God, his parents were such fucking hippies. Shakes her hand vigorously, his one overly-warm due to alcohol*
[22-20:46] f77, *Saven Rahyn : I'm not quite believing that...* she replies, giving his hand a good firm shake and letting it go, not giving her name just yet*
[22-20:46] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:46] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (*ponders playage*)
[22-20:47] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-20:47] ce5, ºSummer Richards : Maybe I`ll bother to tell you if you tell me yours, hm? *he waves to the vacant spot before her on the table* What do you drink? I`ll buy.
[22-20:47] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (*squeals with delight and clings to cecile*mine)
[22-20:47] b40, ºJayde: *mutters about the stupid computer/internet being a bitch tonight*
[22-20:48] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*loves on Jayde, patpat* i wonder if they`re worth it sometimes.)
[22-20:48] f77, *Saven Rahyn : Double Vodka Martini.. * she says, amused look on her face.* Saven......* she says, raising a slim dark brow to him, expecting*
[22-20:50] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *clears his throat, feeling his manhood deminish as the word slips from his mouth* Summer. *it`s said gruffly, and clearly scrapes his tongue like sandpaper. He waves a waiter over and places her order* Strong stuff. Congratulations on a strong liver.
[22-20:51] b40, ºJayde: *soaks up the love* I feel better :-)
[22-20:51] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*snuggles into cara and purrs* yes, mistress.)
[22-20:52] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (mistress??yay*bounces*)
[22-20:54] f77, *Saven Rahyn : *She grins, teeth normal at the moment.* I like it actually.* she says, laughing somewhat a moment later* Strong but good for you.* she winks.* by the way, Summers so much better than Rich.....
[22-20:54] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*passes the love around, but only with Mistress Cara`s permission, of course ...wiggles*)
[22-20:55] f77, *Saven Rahyn : *makes sure you get to pass the love around!*)
[22-20:55] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *he eyes her ... is that some kind of cheap pick-up line or is she genuine about that* Sort of clashes with what`s in here. *taps his head, then his heart, with one strong index finger* More like Autumn, or Winter.
[22-20:56] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[22-20:56] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (hell yeah babe throw that love around im not evil i wont hog it all)
[22-20:57] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*loves up everyone in the room, just slathers it on like too much sun tan lotion*)
[22-20:57] f77, *Saven Rahyn : but thats what I love about names. *she replies, leaning back in her chair.* my name means Your Saviour, and by no means am I anything like that..... I love contradictory names.
[22-20:57] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-20:57] f77, *Saven Rahyn : *las it up from her girl*)
[22-20:57] f77, *Saven Rahyn : las=laps*)
[22-20:58] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-20:58] b40, ºJayde: *cries* Stupid computer
[22-20:58] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *his eyes widen faintly* Interesting. Were your parents very religous? *he brings the pint to his lips and eases back into his chair as her Martini arrives*
[22-20:59] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*pulls Jayde in for special snuggling* No crying, now, love-bug.)
[22-21:00] b40, ºJayde: Yay for snuggling, nothing a good snuggling can't fix
[22-21:00] b40, ºJayde: Yay for snuggling, nothing a good snuggling can't fix
[22-21:01] f77, *Saven Rahyn : *she takes the martini and takes a small sip, then placing it gently on the table.* oh.. you could say that.* she says, if he looks at her, she looks clearly indian, cherokee*
[22-21:01] ce5, ºSummer Richards : (*beams*)
[22-21:03] ce5, ºSummer Richards : Hm. *doesn`t know much about any other culture except his own, really. Which is drugs, and sex, and selling both. He has assessed her already for her potential, but her presence and her mind make it a sure bet he can`t manipulate her into his service. Pity* So where do you come from? You look like you crawled off a reservation and stole some rich bitch`s clothes. *no, he`s not nice. Neither is he subtle. His smile is wicked, but there`s a playful glint to his eyes that let`s her know he`s trying to joke*
[22-21:05] f77, *Saven Rahyn : *shes leans across the table, in a position so he can see down her shirt.* Oh you pegged it right on city boy.* she replies, a playful smirk on her lusty lips, black eyes shining with humour*
[22-21:08] ce5, ºSummer Richards : *he`s too tactful for the easy eye-dip down her shirt. He`s seen plenty of those, no need to oogle another pair unless he`s fucking her. His smile widens; not an unpleasant thought* I could show you one hell of a time, cornpone hussy. I bet I could.
[22-21:11] f77, *Saven Rahyn : and I could show you one too chere.* she replies, smiling*
[22-21:12] f77, *Saven Rahyn : (*pause or stop or such.*)
[22-21:12] f77, *Saven Rahyn : (*has no one to play with now*)
[22-21:13] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (*pets poor saveykins*)
[22-21:14] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-21:14] f77, *Saven Rahyn : (*feels loved sorta*)
[22-21:15] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (what not enough hugging?)
[22-21:15] f03, ºJayde: *beats on computer* I just don't know what's wrong with it
[22-21:16] f77, *Saven Rahyn: have you restarted it Jayde?
[22-21:16] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *licks Cara*
[22-21:16] 1dd, *Squirrel: Might try another browser
[22-21:17] 16c, *Cara DelSamore: (*purrs*)
[22-21:17] f03, ºJayde: That's what I'm on now. Ussualy use MSN's browser normally, but I'm switched over to IE now
[22-21:18] 1dd, *Squirrel: Try Mozilla Firefox
[22-21:19] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *skips off*
[22-21:21] f03, ºJayde: I had Firefox on my last computer, MSN didn't seem to agree with it at all
[22-21:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hmm
[22-21:26] f03, ºJayde: Everything including MSN seems to be fine now
[22-21:33] 9b9, ºEnvy: I always stinkin' miss Saven. what a punk
[22-21:34] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Huggles Eny*
[22-21:34] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Envy
[22-21:34] 9b9, ºEnvy: *huggles squirrelie back... and gets clay all over 'im*
[22-21:35] 1dd, *Squirrel: Woo, clay
[22-21:40] 9b9, ºEnvy: blah clay. fucking... stupid ceramics.
[22-21:41] 1dd, *Squirrel: Gotta do what you gotta do
[22-21:43] 9b9, ºEnvy: I'm hoping to never have to take any more after this semester. 3 is ENOUGH. I'm a 2-D person who likes to incorporated some 3-D elements.... ceramics. blah. I finally broke it to my advisor/ceramics professor that I hate it. and everyone's all "but it's so strong. It's your best stuff" but I've had it the longest and I just hate it so much
[22-21:44] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[22-21:51] 79a, ºJayde: *kicks internet again for screwing up*
[22-21:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Eye shift*
[22-21:54] 9b9, ºEnvy: not paying enough attention to it, eh?
[22-21:54] 79a, ºJayde: I guess
[22-21:55] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yay, Rouge Agent!
[22-21:55] 1dd, *Squirrel: Sorry, just anticipating tha game so much
[22-21:56] 9b9, ºEnvy: What?
[22-21:57] 020, ºJayde: Goldeneye?
[22-21:57] 020, ºJayde: Goldeneye?
[22-21:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yup, Rogue Agent
[22-21:57] 020, ºJayde: Goldeneye?
[22-21:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: Goldeneye
[22-21:59] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-21:59] f77, *Saven Rahyn: Wow, do you think its Goldeneye
[22-22:00] 2a2, ºJayde: Stupid computer
[22-22:00] 2a2, ºJayde: I couldn't see anything new
[22-22:00] 2a2, ºJayde: Sorry about that
[22-22:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: ...
[22-22:01] 2a2, ºJayde: I thought it wasn't going through
[22-22:03] 9b9, ºEnvy: I HATE it when it happens... then you feel like a dope who just loves the enter button way too much
[22-22:04] 1dd, *Squirrel: lol
[22-22:05] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *nods* hey I know how that is.. I did that not to long ago
[22-22:07] 2a2, ºJayde: *test*
[22-22:08] d4c, ºJayde: Okay, still working
[22-22:10] 9b9, ºEnvy: yay! that's great news.
[22-22:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: Sooooooooooooo....who wants to RP?
[22-22:11] d4c, ºJayde: *raises hand*
[22-22:13] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ok
[22-22:15] 9b9, ºEnvy: *raises hand too*
[22-22:15] 1dd, *Squirrel: Is that all...?
[22-22:15] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh
[22-22:15] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hmm...ok so where?
[22-22:16] 9b9, ºEnvy: I dunno... how about you guys start and I can jump in all rude like? Because I'm rude?
[22-22:19] d4c, ºJayde: Uh...bar or club?
[22-22:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: Heads or Tails?
[22-22:22] 2a2, ºJayde: Tails?
[22-22:22] 1dd, *Squirrel: 1 = Heads = Bar 2 = Tails = Club
[22-22:23] DICE: Squirrel rolls 2 = 2 on a 1d2.
[22-22:23] 1dd, *Squirrel: Club it is
[22-22:32] f77, *Saven Rahyn: *watches*
[22-22:33] 2a2, *Dunstan Ryder: *he’d never gone to a club when he was human, the mood just never struck him before, but tonight it had. His day hadn’t gone all that well so far, and he wanted to do something new. It had been hard to find clothes that were right for a club in his current wardrobe, but eventually he had managed it. He’d ended up just wearing all black, though definitely not as…professional as he’d used to dress. He’d found he didn’t much care for the line out front, but at least the waiting part was over. He’d found a corner to stand in for a moment to survey the club, and get a feel for things before making his way out into the crowd*
[22-22:37] 9b9, ºMadi 
: *sits at the bar of the club. She'd gone out and bought clubbing clothes... which she just felt ridiculous in. An extremely short vinyl skirt with neon green pink stripes and a halter top, also vinly and pink to match the skirt. Her black boots go to her knees and lace all the way up. Despite how utterly ridiculous and exposed she felt, she looked great. She was determined to get used to this life... practice having fun so that when she came here with Lennon again, she could pleasantly surprise him.*
[22-22:45] JOIN: Tevesh has entered.
[22-22:47] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*pokes that name, tevesh, wanting to know who it belongs to*)
[22-22:48] bfb, *Tevesh : (Hmm.. I'm Josh. :) )
[22-22:48] bfb, *Tevesh : (Icon)
[22-22:49] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*draws a blank*)
[22-22:52] 2a2, *Dunstan Ryder: *starts walking out into the crowd, moving a little slowly as he passes by human after human, taking a bit of pleasure in the fact that they had no idea who or what he was. He’d never thought it would be this much fun, but of course he never would have wanted to be anything but human before. Now he’s not even sure how he survived as one. But there’s also the issue of temptation. He could probably just pull one of them right out of the crowd and into a corner, and no one would even notice. He finds himself staring at a girl for a few minutes to long before breaking away and heading for the bar, trying to figure what’s wrong with him. He’d already had his ‘dinner’, but somehow he still felt like taking one of the humans here. He finally breaks through from the main crowd and stops at the bar, just taking a moment to breath and collect his thoughts*
[22-22:53] bfb, *Tevesh : (Well.. Ehh.. I've been here for some time.. Heh)
[22-22:54] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*takes your word for it, is horrible with names*)
[22-22:54] 9b9, ºMadi : *but she's not human, which is abundantly clear in her eyes when the lights reflect off of them when she turns to look at him. He makes her terribly uncomfortable... since he could very well be someone from the coven coming to kill her, but since she'd had nowhere to put a damned gun, she was completely defenseless*
[22-23:00] 1dd, *Shika Hisayo : *Unlike Madi and Dunstan, she always had club clothes ready and almost always wore them. It was actually a very rare thing to see her in a suit or something of that calibar unless it involved business of some kind such as the recent live house band she'd gotten by...uhm...certain methods. Wink wink. Tonight's ensemble included a leopard print shirt with a deep V neck to emphasize her already bra-busting chest, with tight black capri pants, and again, black leather heels. Of course some 'sacrificing' had been done beforehand, which consisted of heavy drinking, to her goddess and she half stumbles, half walks down the stairs to her office, heading for the dance floor.*
[22-23:00] 2a2, *Dunstan Ryder : *turns his head as he realizes someone distinctly not human is next to him. He can’t help staring for a moment, as Ivy was the only other he had seen since being turned. He’d seen plenty of other vampires before he was turned, but not that many after. And of course they seemed different now to his eyes and senses* I didn’t think I’d see anyone else…like me here.
[22-23:00] 1dd, *Shika Hisayo : ((Shit..pic...*sigh* Quick fix, I hope))
[22-23:02] Tevesh walks his fancy ass down the street, dressed in his normal attire.. A black t-shirt over a white longjohn shirt.. Dark brown pants, and a brown leather overcoat. He dons his tophat and cane, walking with a slight limp. He's grinning madly, his lack of sanity apparent. Those green eyes of his, they were glowing.. Literally glowing with the passion and fever that infected his mind.. The pulsing of the Web echoed through the vaults of his conciousness, bouncing back and forth from each strand of sanity that kept him from simply snapping each person's neck that he saw...
[22-23:05] 9b9, ºMadi : *her eyes narrow, briefly, as if trying to detect if he's lying or not... but he doesn't seem bright enough to slip one past her, so she abandons the look. She has to raise her voice above the music, further accentuating her accent* It must be quite a pleasant surprise *she could be sarcastic, or not. Her tone is flat*
[22-23:07] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (oh I sooooo have to get into this *picks tevesh as her target if he lets her*)
[22-23:07] EXIT: Saven Rahyn has left the chat ( 9:07pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[22-23:07] bfb, *Tevesh : (Hmmm??? Target fo' what?)
[22-23:08] JOIN: Lylianna Core has entered.
[22-23:08] f77, Lylianna Core: (*laughs madly* er........ for role play ^^)
[22-23:09] f77, Lylianna Core: (*test*)
[22-23:11] 2a2, *Dunstan Ryder : I suppose….it’s better than not seeing anyone…or something else entirely *he’s not sure what to make of her. She seems a bit cold to him, maybe, but the accent is something very familiar. The same as his mothers.* For me at least anyway.
[22-23:12] 9b9, ºMadi : *she looks at him again, curiously. Did he actually mean something like that, or was he just babbling* Excuse me?
[22-23:13] f77, Lylianna Core: *She leaned against a building wall, her unnatural blue eyes wide, looking vacant but also sharp, passing people would mistake her for a druggy, but no no shes so much more dangerous so much more off in the head than any druggy, her hair covers some of her face and she looks as if cold for shes death pale, and her lack of appropriate attire one might think her odd to be so clothed in a thin strap black dress and man killer boots, but nothing else.*
[22-23:14] Tevesh continues his stroll, stopping every once in a while to enjoy the scenery. The thumping grew louder and louder in his skull, kind of like a metronome... A steady bass beat to his unlife. He muttered random shit under his breathe, tapping his cane incessantly and grinning like the mad man he is.. So he stands there, waiting for some reason. Feeling reality as he knew it twist and bend around him, feeling his own power...
[22-23:18] f77, Lylianna Core: *And Lylianna was right there watching Tevesh, her unfocused yet seeing eyes watching him from her somewhat doddling skull, her lips parted in breath she one could here her breath and even if it wasn't cold enough anyone could see the cloud of breath that curled form her unpainted lips*
[22-23:18] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[22-23:19] f77, Lylianna Core: (and my misspellings and added words drop in again)
[22-23:20] a01, *Tevesh : (No matter. Making sense. :) )
[22-23:20] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : I’d rather see someone like me, than be stuck with just humans, or any other creatures. *waves off the bartender away when he ask him if he wants anything to drink* And I haven’t seen many others anyway.
[22-23:20] f77, Lylianna Core: (good ^.^)
[22-23:22] 9b9, ºMadi : *could he mean Lycans? She hadn't seen any tonight, but that doesn't mean that they're not around.* What do you mean, other creatures? *coming off like a cop interrogating a witness... she's failing miserably at this fun thing*
[22-23:22] Tevesh feels the eyes upon him, so he slowly turns around... Still smiling. He speaks slowly, softly.. Yet she can still hear him, his voice sounding in her mind... "'Ello Missus!" And he approaches her slowly.
[22-23:25] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : I mean a lot of things, you want a list? *he doesn’t get this at all, but he just figures he must be missing something important here. He’s not completely up on everything vampire, he’d only known what his mother had told him when he was younger, and what he had been forced to learn for jobs in the past*
[22-23:27] f77, Lylianna Core: *She is a vampire also, he'll know it. She just stares, her head hurts, oh does it hurt, the throngs of pain that go with her insanity, she stares at his face as if hes not there but she can see him. Lyliannas lips don't move as she speaks voice soft, husky and like a snakes* allo....
[22-23:28] 9b9, ºMadi : *just shakes her head, this was pointless* Nevermind. You must be new.
[22-23:29] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : And you must be old.*that came out a little more sarcastic that he had meant to, but he’s not really liking her manner*
[22-23:29] Tevesh bows, gracefully. He's a very tall person, around 6 foot 9, towering above most.. But he's extremely skinny.. When you hear the word "gangly," one would think of Tevesh. He tips his hat to the lady... and speaks again, vocally this time.. "The names Tevesh." he winks slyly and slides next to her.. "Who're you?"
[22-23:31] 9b9, ºMadi : *but it significantly lightens up when he says that...and with that tone. She was old and she was really beginning to feel it around this youth. She laughs pleasantly as if he just pointed out something funny that she hadn't noticed before* Not as old as some, actually. *holds out a hand* I'm Madeline.
[22-23:33] f77, Lylianna Core: *Lylianna herself is about 5'1" and an hourglass of a shape, packed and oddly muscular. her head moves as he moves, eyes stay the same, having yet to blink.* Tevessssh.* She says slowly, as if to remember, as if shes heard it before and tried in her pained head to remember.* Ly ... Lylianna *she speaks after a while, her lips moving a little more this time.*
[22-23:34] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *he looks at her hand, then up to her face as if judging if this is some kind of trick before he lets the thought go and takes it, seeming to have decided that it’s safe to do so* Dunstan.
[22-23:37] 9b9, ºMadi : It's a pleasure. I apologize for my crude behavior. I... well, all of us can never be too careful these days. Strangers are beginning to get more strange every day.
[22-23:37] Tevesh moves almost liquidly, he is very lithe, and taps Lylianna on the nose. "Hello, Lylianna. How're you today?" He speaks smoothly, his voice wavering not a bit, and his eyes focusing on the girl's. His eyes are filled with that light, that giant spark of madness.. It's strong in him, and from looking at him, you can tell he's old.. Very old. And he grins after speaking.
[22-23:39] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : Okay... I’ll take your word for it as I’m not really sure what you mean.
[22-23:39] 9b9, ºMadi : (*pokes for Squirrelie*)
[22-23:42] f77, Lylianna Core: *that touch makes her eyes focus for the first time but she doesn't look any less out of her mind. She blinks, licking her lips she sees the madness in him and that appeals for shes twisted too, although shes a little mite, shes no young thing herself, her touseled hair falls in her face.* I don't know *is her reply to his question, eyes staring, head still a doddlin'*
[22-23:44] Tevesh continues to smile, wide mouthed.. Grinning like a kid in a candy store. He slides a hand through his neck-length hair and hops about in front of the girl. "You had some business with me? Felt your stare, felt it... So tell me what's for, little gilly..?"
[22-23:45] 9b9, ºMadi : *well, she did come here to dance... but she didn't know quite what to do. She takes a glance over her shoulder at the people on the floor. And takes a deep breath. She was just born too long ago. There's no way that she could dance like that with anybody but Lennon... it just wasn't proper. But then again, she was here to practice and nothing about this place was proper, including her attire, so she figures what the hell?* Would you like to dance? I believe that is what you're supposed to do in places like this. *and her words aren't taunting or sarcastic. She's obviously as new to this scene as he is*
[22-23:47] f77, Lylianna Core: *For some reason she starts laughing, her face doesn't really change as she does this though, nor do her eyes.* your mad.* she says, the air around her freezing.*
[22-23:49] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : Uh…sure…but I’m not that up on…that *stares out at the crowd, some of that old shyness that was always about him as a human coming back. Dancing was just a little daunting, even now. Everyone out there just seemed so sure of what they were doing*
[22-23:49] Tevesh nods slowly... Quoting from good ol' Alice in Wonderland.. "Oh, you can't help that. We're all mad here." He circles the girl, leaning into her.. Putting his face next to hers. "City of Angels, huh? It's all full of crazy, lusting MAD angels with nothing but a dime in their pocket and a devil on their shoulder. What to do, what to do!" He laughs, cackling wildly, still circling her..
[22-23:52] f77, Lylianna Core: *she lets him, still laughing, its a crazy laugh, not a humoured one, she bares her teeth, her fangs.* teaparties* she mumbles.*
[22-23:52] 9b9, ºMadi : Oh, now does it look like I am? *she laughs, but then remembers that actually, she probably does in this outfit. She's just so damned cute in pink vinyl*
[22-23:55] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : Well…*looks her over* It looks like you’re more up on this whole thing than I am.
[22-23:56] JOIN: Caine Lupas has entered.
[22-23:57] Tevesh stops the kidding about, and quits the circling as soon as she bares her fangs. He leans in close again, speaking low.. "You know, quick to anger.. Some of us are. The Old ones, yeah... We..." Tevesh trails off and just watches the girl, putting his hands in his pocket, trying to get a hold of his mind, not letting it snap...
[22-23:58] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[23-00:00] f77, Lylianna Core: *oh and she'd love to prevoke it, yeah. she breathes as if panting, letting out a little laugh and growl.* Anger mister Hatter!* she almost squeals, then thumping herself back against the building wall, eyes not having left him*
[23-00:01] 9b9, ºMadi : *crosses her arms over her chest, partially in defense, and partially to cover herself up a little. This was quite embarassing... maybe it was a bad idea* I stuck out when I didn't dress like a... well, them.
[23-00:03] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : I don’t blame you for not wanting to stick out here. I wouldn’t want to have everyone staring at me either, but that obviously means you’ve been here before, which does indeed put you ahead of me.
[23-00:04] 09c, *Caine Lupas: (*dances about OOC playing with abyss tendrels*Tra la ala lala.......*Happy unbrithday to you*is muttered to all int the room*)
[23-00:05] Tevesh smiles, maliciously.. Feeling the twanging of breaking threads and shattering glass... He licks his fangs and smiles once more, his eyes darkening and filling with red, seeming to trun dark red, the color of blood. His hands clench and unclench, and he does the watching again.
[23-00:07] f77, Lylianna Core: (*slaps caine*) *she just watches him, but the look is that as if shes looking past him, her eyes, the unnatural blue draining, turning almost white as she leans there, mouth in a smile, condecending.*
[23-00:09] 9b9, ºMadi : Yes, I've been here before with my friend *the term isn't meant to belittle her relationship with Lennon, but she really just doesn't know what else to call him. "Lover" is just a little bit too descriptive, but at least she says "my" friend instead of "a" friend, subtle of a difference as it is. She glides down from the stool and holds out her hand, the one with the ring of course* Come on. How difficult can it be?
[23-00:10] Tevesh knows the intentions.. Knows them well, so he lets himself be.... He seperates mind from Body, and laughs again, putting his cane against the wall next to her head. "Missus, why?" All that he says as the red drains from his eyes.
[23-00:10] 09c, *Caine Lupas: (*is slapped*How dare ye lass!!*moves a tendril with blinding speed to slap Lyli on te ass*Now Leveave me in my madness*slides back the the darkness*)
[23-00:12] f77, Lylianna Core: (*wants nother ass slap. wiggle* ^_~* ha!*) Lylianna Lylianna! *she yells at him, suddenly animated.* I'm not missus! *she flails her arms around which moves her dress lower over her breasts.* Lylianna!
[23-00:12] 2f2, Sylvie: .::lingers in some random alleyway, leaning lazily against a brick wall, gaze darting back and forth between the blood beneath her fingernails and the nearby main street::.
[23-00:13] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : I suppose we’ll find out *and he takes her hand as he stands up, feeling the ring on it. So she was married. He wonders if that’s who her ‘friend’ is. He wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t want to give him too many details, considering she doesn’t know him very well. But its handy information to keep in mind, whatever the circumstances of it are. There was definitely different ways you treated a married woman compared to an unmarried one*
[23-00:16] a01, *Tevesh : Compose yourself, my lady. *He suddenly takes on a heavy Southern accent, but not that of the back country hillbilly. It's the classic Southern Gentleman's accent.. Think Tom Hanks in Ladykillers. And he places a hand on her forehead, feeling the cold air around her..* It would be most.. ahh.. Prudent and in the best interest for you and myself, if.. ah, you refrained from the flailing, Lylianna.
[23-00:18] 9b9, ºMadi : *she leads him through the crowd to an empty spot. She stops a moment and just looks around, first to one side, then the other as she drops his hand* I guess we just act like we're having a seizure... and enjoying it. *a normal person wouldn't have been able to hear her over the music pounding directly down on the dance floor... but he's not a normal person*
[23-00:19] f77, Lylianna Core: *all the other words he says fall on deaf ears, but her name spoken she stops, freezing at his touch, shes so cold dead cold and freezer cold. which is just odd. calm some now she stares up at him, a slight smirk on her lips.* (*makes tevesh give her his IM name*)
[23-00:21] a01, *Tevesh : ((MSN or what?))
[23-00:21] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *and he is a little surprised that he picked up on what she said so easily, still being new and all, but he likes it. He loves discovering little things like that* It appears that’s all that necessary *and he looks around, very nervous now* Well here goes nothing *and he starts dancing along with the others, not the best, but not really the worst either*
[23-00:24] Tevesh grins again, feeling better. At least they're off the radar. Tevesh drops his hand, not noticing the cold.. and he speaks into her mind again, a whisper that echoes through the vaults of both of their minds... "Why, Lylianna?" And he falls silent..
[23-00:24] f77, Lylianna Core: (*grins as she gleaned it form someone else*)
[23-00:24] 9b9, ºMadi : *she just smiles, knowingly. Natural instincts like grace and balance come in quite handy in situations like this. She raises her arms over her head like most of them do and her vinyl clad body moves quite nicely with the music.*
[23-00:25] a01, *Tevesh : ((Go go gadget glean.))
[23-00:26] f77, Lylianna Core: (cute) *she just stares, mouth that half open again, responding also by thought having forgotten what the question means.* why *
[23-00:28] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *It’s no where near as terrifying or bad as he had assumed it would be. Not as difficult either, as he seems much more capable of moving fluidly than he used to, though having been an assassin had made him learn to be very fit and flexible, in case the situation called for it and that seems to come in handy here. It’s actually kind of fun. Not his favorite thing ever, but he doesn’t hate it either.* This is actually fun…your pretty good *doesn’t try and raise his voice to loud, assuming that she’d be able to hear him as easily as he had heard her*
[23-00:30] a01, *Tevesh : (I try, dear.) *Tevesh snaps his fingers in front of Lylianna's face, curious about this vampire.. He touches her arm slightly, those long, slender fingers almost caressing her arm... He wanted to see her calm, her thinking.. Not sure how to do it.. He let his voice ring again in their minds..* What's wrong?
[23-00:33] f77, Lylianna Core: *her skin ripples under his touch, her eyes turning that glowy unnatural blue again as she looks into his eyes, actually looks into them, she doesn't answer but he can feel even with her flight insanity shes there for the moment.*
[23-00:34] 9b9, ºMadi : *she does and she smiles again, in fact, it never seems to leave her face. Her brown eyes are accentuated by sparky, glitter make up... which she had seen before on the kids running around Hungary and always secretely wanted to try* Thank you.
[23-00:36] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *And though he’s having fun, he’s also becoming acutely aware of how many humans are around them, and his eyes start wandering of their own accord, the thought of how easy it would be to take one crossing his mind again. It’s so loud, and people are so drunk…it would just be so easy…*
[23-00:38] Tevesh shakes his head, but doesn't let her eyes leave his. He leaves three fingers just slightly touching her arm, and he waits.. And he repeats what he said before.. "Lylianna, what is wrong?"
[23-00:41] 9b9, ºMadi : *as if she can read his thoughts, which she can't... but it's so obvious what he's thinking, she reaches up and captures his chin between her fingers. She turns his head back to look at her* Don't even think about it.
[23-00:43] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : That’s a little difficult….*just stares at her, swallowing hard as he tries to do what she says* I wouldn’t but…not thinking about it is almost harder than not doing it.
[23-00:43] f77, Lylianna Core: I don't know mister hatter *she says slowly, maybe he knows her half malkblood, her curse her insanity and her plan stubbornness*
[23-00:47] Tevesh knew instantly of her insanity, her Blessing, her half blood... But nothing else.. He grins, stabbing at her with his mind unknowingly. And then he stops, turns around and hushes himself. Then, turning back to Lylianna, he speaks again.. "You have to know, deary. Lylianna, you must know.. Try to describe to the Hatter."
[23-00:49] f77, Lylianna Core: *her brows knit* my head hurts.... *she mumbles, her tone turning low, husky sexy but still unclear*
[23-00:49] 9b9, ºMadi : You don't know who these kids are. Their parents could be senators that may be difficult to deal with, *just as an example of course*
[23-00:51] a01, *Tevesh : *speaks again, this time out loud.. His hand remaining on her arm..* Don't pass out or anything, Missus Lylianna. Just keep it standing.. *then he goes back to her mind..* Who gave you the Sight?
[23-00:51] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : They would have to find me, and actually be capable of hurting me….*trails off* And again…it’s not like I would actually do it. It’s just…fantasy, something to think about, but not something I’d ever do.
[23-00:53] f77, Lylianna Core: *she looks confused, her mind already trying to cloud again.* I don't know.....* she says again, she doesn't know anything about herself but that she is Lylianna*
[23-00:53] 9b9, ºMadi : It's not worth it... trust me. It's not just humans you piss off, but other... others like us for drawing the attention. You're not invincible. Quite far from it. *with a smile and a little polite nod, she turns and dances her way through the crowd towards the door*
[23-00:54] JOIN: Alberto has entered.
[23-00:55] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *and he stops dancing now and stares after her, following her for a short ways raising his voice slightly* And one last time. I wouldn’t ever actually do it.
[23-00:55] c36, *Alberto: ((*test*))
[23-00:56] 9b9, ºMadi : *her head turns, just to let him know that she heard him, then she goes to the coat check, nabs her coat and is gone*
[23-00:57] a01, *Tevesh : (Pause or some shit. Nacht!)
[23-00:58] a01, *Tevesh : (Buh byes, darlin's!)
[23-00:58] EXIT: Tevesh has left the chat ( 10:58pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[23-00:58] ad4, *Dunstan Ryder : *and he turns and walks backto the bar to sit for a while before leaving himself, unable to deal with the crowd anymore*
[23-01:00] c36, *Alberto: ((*sniffles* i come in and everyone leaves.... *sniffs under arms* nope.... don't stink))
[23-01:02] f77, Lylianna Core: *mauls alberto*)
[23-01:03] f77, Lylianna Core: *leaves*)
[23-01:03] EXIT: Lylianna Core has left the chat ( 11:03pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[23-01:04] c36, *Alberto: ((*has been mauled and left.... happily fades away*))
[23-01:07] EXIT: Alberto has left the chat ( 11:04pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[23-01:40] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[23-01:41] 1dd, *Squirrel: Sorry about the exit everyone, was called away for a little while.
[23-01:42] 1dd, *Squirrel: Oh well, too late...just put in Shika's pic then I'll be off
[23-01:43] 1dd, *Shika Hisayo : ((Test))
[23-01:43] 1dd, *Squirrel: There we go, once again, sorry all
[23-01:43] EXIT: Squirrel has left the chat ( 11:43pm, November 22 (CST) ).
[23-11:59] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[23-12:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Tinkers with character ideas*
[23-13:22] JOIN: Lylianna Core has entered.
[23-16:08] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[23-16:20] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[23-16:20] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Evening, everyone. *waves, hugs, kisses*
[23-16:25] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[23-16:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: Evening Cecile
[23-16:29] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Shifty eyes*
[23-16:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: ...*Pulls out defibulator* Clear! *Rubs paddles together...zap!*
[23-16:31] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: *shifty eyes back*
[23-16:32] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[23-16:32] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehe
[23-16:32] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *shuffles around*
[23-16:33] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Sticks foot out in front of Saven*
[23-16:36] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *bites the foot instead of tripping*
[23-16:37] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Yipes and takes foot away* Curses! Foiled again!
[23-16:38] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: haha!!
[23-16:39] 1dd, *Squirrel: Son-of-a....ouch
[23-16:40] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *fangy grin*
[23-16:42] 1dd, *Squirrel: Mental note....don't try to trip Saven...
[23-16:45] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: yes.. good squirrel
[23-16:47] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hehe
[23-16:57] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Sorry ... got caught up in the politics of another room for a while. Fuuuck. What bullshit.
[23-16:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: What room?
[23-16:58] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: http://pjj.cc/nrap Noctornual Rapture.
[23-16:58] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[23-17:00] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: *huggles saven tightly*
[23-17:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ha...just love the chatroom drama on pjj
[23-17:02] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *snugg;e*
[23-17:02] e29, *Saven Rahyn: er......... that was an l ...**^
[23-17:04] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: *slaps Saven`s keyboard!*
[23-17:04] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: I`m so glad that shit doesn`t happen here.
[23-17:05] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *thanks cecile*
[23-17:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: Me too
[23-17:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: I need a new character
[23-17:08] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *slaps squirrels brain*
[23-17:08] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ouch...my brain...
[23-17:10] 1dd, *Squirrel: Haha! Live television news, a reporter says "They are looking into the investimagation" lol!
[23-17:10] e29, *Saven Rahyn: brains don't feel though :P
[23-17:10] e29, *Saven Rahyn: heh
[23-17:11] 1dd, *Squirrel: Hey, they have nerves. If you prick it, do we not say ouch?
[23-17:12] 1dd, *Squirrel: And the drama continues...http://pjj.cc/xund/ Just looked in and bam! Drama!
[23-17:14] e29, *Saven Rahyn: heh
[23-17:16] e29, *Saven Rahyn: Ill Nino, that little fuck.. *laughs*
[23-17:17] 1dd, *Squirrel: I hate Dave...just...bad. Matrix, oi. Double standards abound.
[23-17:18] e29, *Saven Rahyn: heh..... its a love hate relationship
[23-17:19] 1dd, *Squirrel: Almost everything is
[23-17:32] 1dd, *Squirrel: So...yeah...
[23-17:35] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[23-17:35] e29, *Saven Rahyn: ha! *mumble*
[23-17:39] 1dd, *Squirrel: Uh oh...two Savens...that spells trouble.
[23-17:41] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *grin grin*
[23-17:42] 1dd, *Squirrel: Ladies...hello...*Wink wink, nudge nudge, eyebrow wiggle*
[23-17:43] e29, *Saven Rahyn: hello *the ladies reply, giving the eye*
[23-17:45] 1dd, *Squirrel: Would any of you like a...fish sandwhich? *Snicker*
[23-17:45] 1dd, *Squirrel: Or wait...I think I just screwed that up
[23-17:46] 1dd, *Squirrel: Did Leon Phelps say fish sandwhich or fist sandwhich?
[23-17:46] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *looks bland at you*
[23-17:47] e29, *Saven Rahyn: how would i know
[23-17:48] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Shrug*
[23-17:48] e29, *Saven Rahyn: I prefer cherries
[23-17:49] 1dd, *Squirrel: Shucks...
[23-17:51] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *grins, is a fan of cherry poppin' daddies*
[23-17:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: ...and I don't think we're talking about the same kind of thing...
[23-17:52] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Shifty eyes*
[23-18:00] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *talks about multiple things open for interp*
[23-18:05] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Shrug*
[23-18:09] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *hops out for a while*
[23-18:13] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[23-18:14] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Bah ... missed her. *sobs*
[23-18:19] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Comforts Cecile*
[23-18:20] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[23-18:20] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: *cuddles the Squirrel* Are you up for a game?
[23-18:24] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Somone else who dislikes Dave ... my, my ... *cackles*
[23-18:25] 1dd, *Squirrel: Don't have much time. I'd be on and off. Damn dog upstairs has become more of a nuisance than anything. Taking care of her cause she is old and my mom wants her to lie a long and natural life, but at this point in time, she's blind, aching, peeing and pooping all over herself, and can't walk for shit. Falling every damn chance she's up and then struggling to get up. Everyone, but her wants to put her down because a dog is what my mom grew up with and she has to keep her alive.
[23-18:26] 1dd, *Squirrel: God damn, the cats age more gracefully, all we've had are some fights and some spraying and that's it.
[23-18:27] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Poor thing! That`s cruel, even though I know your Mom doesn`t see it that way. My mom`s actually going through the same crisis. She got a puppy, instead of having mercy on the poor girl she`s already got.
[23-18:27] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Dogs just loose it entirely. At this point it really is just mean to keep the poor thing alive.
[23-18:28] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: Well, I`m off then. Have a good evening, and give that dear dog a good scratch behind the ears for me!
[23-18:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: See ya, Cecile
[23-18:29] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[23-18:31] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: ga! I missed her... damnit to fuck and back
[23-18:31] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Comforts*
[23-18:33] d8f, *Saven Rahyn: *growls, bristly, but lets*
[23-18:47] EXIT: Squirrel has left the chat ( 4:31pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-19:51] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[23-19:51] 1dd, *Squirrel: And I'm back
[23-19:57] 1dd, *Squirrel: And no one's here, heh
[23-20:39] JOIN: The Devil has entered.
[23-20:56] 48f, The Devil: *smiles*
[23-21:00] 1dd, *Squirrel: Little bit to dark of a text color there, Devil
[23-21:05] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[23-21:16] JOIN: Saven Rahyn has entered.
[23-21:20] 48f, The Devil: darkness is what i am
[23-21:21] 1dd, *Squirrel: Riiiiiight
[23-21:22] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *bland look*
[23-21:22] 48f, The Devil: mwa..ha...hahah....ha
[23-21:23] 1dd, *Squirrel: Look Saven....the Devil is in the chat room using a barely readable text color because he is the essence of darkness...*Tries to keep a straight face* Isn't that amazing?
[23-21:25] e29, *Saven Rahyn: oh yeeeees *shakes head*
[23-21:26] 1dd, *Squirrel: So...Devil...*Snicker* How's hell?
[23-21:26] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[23-21:27] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: He`s gone to play the Gamecube. ^^
[23-21:28] e29, *Saven Rahyn: thank god *wipes sweat away*
[23-21:28] 1dd, *Squirrel: rofl
[23-21:29] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 7:05pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-21:29] 48f, ºCecile DeMornay: *dances around*
[23-21:32] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *dances with*
[23-21:33] 1dd, *Squirrel: *Chuckles* Well I've got time to game now, dog is asleep with my parents and I'm free of the burden to deal with her
[23-21:34] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *furr spikes* dog! *hiss*
[23-21:34] EXIT: Cecile DeMornay has left the chat ( 7:29pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-21:34] JOIN: Summer Richards has entered.
[23-21:35] 1dd, *Squirrel: Yup...now that I've witnessed aging in dogs...I'm a pretty hardcore cat person
[23-21:36] 48f, ºSummer Richards: *he`s too tactful for the easy eye-dip down her shirt. He`s seen plenty of those, no need to oogle another pair unless he`s fucking her. His smile widens; not an unpleasant thought* I could show you one hell of a time, cornpone hussy. I bet I could.
[23-21:37] e29, *Saven Rahyn: *she smirks* I could give you one too, mon chere
[23-21:38] 48f, ºSummer Richards: What is your idea of a good time, hm? Sewing beads on leather and making pots? *another draught of his beer, as he fishes through his pockets for cigarettes and a lighter. After helping himself, he pushes the items across the table at her*
[23-21:38] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*beats her icon into submission*)
[23-21:40] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she openly laugh, its deep and husky* more like fucking till one of us passes out sweets.* she sits back and finishes her martini, licking her lips afterwards*
[23-21:41] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[23-21:41] EXIT: Sylvie has left the chat ( 7:41pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-21:41] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[23-21:42] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: ((*Ponders*))
[23-21:43] 48f, ºSummer Richards : Aren`t you one crude, horny bitch? *maybe they should just start fucking, right here, on the table. Or better yet, the chair, with her hot ass ... well, he stops there. If she happens to decide to go, he at least has his fantasy* Could you be a little more forward? I thought I heard you say fuck until we pass out. That`s interesting. Maybe you should come work for me.
[23-21:43] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*will bring in someone if katya wishes*)
[23-21:43] e29, *Saven Rahyn : (oh God, an I have those breasts, to fondle for my contentment Katya)
[23-21:44] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: ((*Eye shift* Suuuurrrreee))
[23-21:44] 2f2, Sylvie: .::blah, blah, is someplace in the bar, eating olives and pondering the meaning of life::.
[23-21:44] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*goes to hide away, rejected for a pair of fake ones ..*)
[23-21:45] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: ((They aren't fake...really))
[23-21:46] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she shakes her head.* I don't work for anyone, but ...* she stands up.* you could always show me that 'one hell of a time' *Saven smirks, raising a brow as she slides herself in his lap.* (*pulls her love back and ravages*)
[23-21:46] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*just doesn`t believe that* Trust me, I`ve got a rack ... the more weight I loose, the faster they vanish. Those are fake.)
[23-21:47] e29, *Saven Rahyn : (I want yours!)
[23-21:47] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*allows the molesting to go on, grudgingly ... gives in, rapes in return*)
[23-21:48] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *he grabs her hips and gives them a curt squeeze. Succulent little cunt* And why are you so eager for some random guy to plant you, hm? Have a fetish with disease-speading, or something?
[23-21:48] e29, *Saven Rahyn : (*is in heaven then* aww! thank you *fondles your tits*)
[23-21:48] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*tones the ooc down*)
[23-21:49] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: ((*shrug* Oh well))
[23-21:50] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *her reaction to his hands is to arch herself against him, breasts brushing his chest, and her face a few inches form his.* I get what I want.. *is all she says.*
[23-21:51] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *with an ease that might surprise her, he lifts her off of his lap and smacks her down on the table, drawing a few curious glances* I don`t come easy, my pretty whore. Not easy at all. Nice try, however, very nice. *he stands, drops a five on the table for their drinks, and walks out the door*
[23-21:52] JOIN: Sylvie has entered.
[23-21:54] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she hisses low to herself, ticked off, hell this has never happened before... She grabs his wrist before he can get out the door but almost.* hmm and whats changed, you were already mentally fucking me..... why not make it reality?
[23-21:58] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *he turns to eye her, making sure he removes his slim form from her reach this time, glaring. He`s not surprised by the words at all. Not unaquainted with the undead, or humans with odd powers* I stopped myself, or can`t you read thoughts well enough? Mental isn`t physical, deary. I don`t just throw myself around. Unlike you, I`m not a cornpone whore. Back off.
[23-21:59] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[23-21:59] e29, *Saven Rahyn : do you think I go around fucking everyone...... *she smirks* I'm choosey dear.. * she says, shaking her head slightly.* you appeal
[23-22:00] f11, ºEnvy: ewwww Trent (pokes tongue out then hushes)
[23-22:01] e29, *Saven Rahyn : (*protects trent!*)
[23-22:03] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *on the curb, he makes easy work of his smoke, before lighting another, staring at her. He taps his temple* Be a dear and stay the fucking hell out of my head, got it? And why the hell do I appeal? You prefer high-class street rat to the gutter-dwellers?
[23-22:03] 2f2, Sylvie: ((.::pokes around for Envy::.))
[23-22:04] f11, ºEnvy: *gets poked by Jessieface*
[23-22:05] 2f2, Sylvie: ((.::lazes around on Envy::.))
[23-22:06] f11, ºEnvy: brb
[23-22:06] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she looks amused, and crosses her arms* you sell whore, you rip people off, that appeals for some reason, and it seems your a good lay.. would it make you feel better if I promised not to bite?
[23-22:07] 48f, ºSummer Richards : A good lay? How in the hell would you know that? From here? *taps his head* Every man thinks he`s a good lay. Or have you been scoping the sluts that I do for free? Wouldn`t surprise me if you`d done research, dirty leech.
[23-22:09] e29, *Saven Rahyn : hey I'm not like most, I'm not out for blood thanks.* she laughs* and no I've not poked in there.* she points to his head* or in anyone elses, but I know a good lay when I see one
[23-22:09] f11, ºEnvy: (back)
[23-22:11] 48f, ºSummer Richards : Why are women always preoocupied wih sex? And they say men are bad! We`re just conditioned to keep up with your demands. *he turns his back on her and walks off, a thin line of smoke trailing behind him*
[23-22:12] 2f2, Sylvie: .::is still totally hanging around outside "Ain't Misbehaving"::.
[23-22:13] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *okay, he turned away from her and walking away... alright..... she growls slighlty and leans against the building, seething.*
[23-22:13] 1dd, *Katya Yudin: *Is so totally hanging around inside 'Ain't Misbehaving' =P*
[23-22:15] f11, ºGavin Livingston 
: *is too. Making his usual rounds on dildo, condom, lubricant, etc. buying for the club, of course*
[23-22:18] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *He's doing that, she's enjoying one of the fine movies in the booths provided*
[23-22:19] 2f2, Sylvie: .::absently lights a cigarette, leaving it poised in one pallid hand as she reclines against the building's facade::.
[23-22:19] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((Oh wait...Cecile's right...they are fake...=( *Is sad now, had such high hopes*))
[23-22:20] e29, *Saven Rahyn : (*test*)
[23-22:21] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *he laughs very softly to himself; God, and she was playing right into his game! Reacting just like he wanted her too. He ditches his smoke and turns into an alley, leaning against the wall. He fishes out a different kind of `smoke`, taking a moment to run the tubular-shaped cancer-stick under his nose and appreciate the smell*
[23-22:22] f11, ºGavin Livingston : *since he's such a valued customer, he's allowed to go back and bother people... so he pops his head in through the curtain* Researching, Katya?
[23-22:23] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she won't follow him, she just reaches out and taps his mind, trying to bring out his lust, so it reaches her level, shes been playing this game for so long, this little dick will be in her bed..*
[23-22:29] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Jesus Christ! *Jumps up from her seat and covers herself, hastily trying to redo her shirt and then pulling her panties back up* What the hell? You....Gavin...*Grumbles from the interuption, and she so close too.* I thought this place was gaurenteed to have the sort of things to prevent this from happening! God! *Puts an emphasise on prevent to raise the point she's frustrated* What are you doing here? *Tries to get her composure together before going back out, unfortunatly her hair remains a mess and the bright flush all over her face are hard to hide.*
[23-22:30] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *And she was so close
[23-22:31] f11, ºGavin Livingston : Shopping for the club *wiggles the basket he's holding*
[23-22:35] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Shuffles back into her skirt and zips it up quickly, stopping the movie and pulling the disc out* Oh...yeah...that's right, you do that, don't you? *Sighs, having forgotten that. With a free hand the disc is put back into it's case and she starts pulling her hair back* And for your information...no...that was just for entertainment...God...*Places a hand on her forehead, embarrassed to high hell*
[23-22:37] f11, ºGavin Livingston : *he just chuckles, never seeming all that interested in anything that the club stands for* I didn't mean to bother you. I just came back to... bother you.
[23-22:38] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *he laughs faintly as he tokes up, feeling her penetrate his head. He does start heading back her way, but only to punch her and ask her again to stay out of his mind. Though he`s hot, and ready for it, he won`t give in that easily*
[23-22:38] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[23-22:39] JOIN: Sam Andrews has entered.
[23-22:40] fca, *Sam Andrews: ((*peers*))
[23-22:40] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she drags her mind away, pissed off, but smirking she drags out a clove and light it, starting to puff slowly.*
[23-22:41] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Of course...you've already seen me naked and flaunting it all about on stage so...that couldn't possibly be the reason you came back and poked your head in on me, now could it? *Chuckles faintly, smoothing out her clothes and getting her shirt tied it was the way before* So..it looks like you've got a...nice gathering of stuff for the club...oh and that reminds me, I've got a string of condoms in my purse. Took some one night and the guy was snipped so...guess you could use 'em, right?
[23-22:42] 48f, ºSummer Richards : You don`t hide that anger well, dear girl. *he stops before her, pulling long and languidly on his joint. The smoke trails sweetly into the air* Interesting. Why the fury? Because I won`t submit?
[23-22:43] f11, ºGavin Livingston : Or you could. *leans against the doorframe, his shoulder pinning the curtain to the wall* This stuff isn't for me, you know?
[23-22:43] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she just waves her hand* if you don't want a good lay then just go on.* she says, before taking another puff of the clove, ignoring his question.*
[23-22:43] f11, ºGavin Livingston : (*waves to Sam*)
[23-22:44] fca, *Sam Andrews: ((*waves back*))
[23-22:45] aca, ºmoth: *Waves to Sam too.*
[23-22:45] aca, ºmoth: *Waves to Sam too.*
[23-22:46] 48f, ºSummer Richards : All right. *he`s a toughy; no reverse psycho-babble shit works, either. What is this boy? A magician! He snickers to himself and wanders off again, wondering if she`ll break and come after him. He whistles the theme to `A Clockwork Orange` as he goes*
[23-22:46] 48f, ºSummer Richards : (*clobbers moth with love* why are you never on earlier? people have beds and kids and stuff! *cries*)
[23-22:48] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Oh...I couldn't tell...*Plucks a dildo from the basket, looking over the piece of plastic* Thirteen inches, black, and it vibrates...I'd be very surprised if this was for you, Gavin. *Snickers quietly, dropping the dildo back in* And here's the gel too...ooo...jasmin scented. *Curls a hand under his chin and leans into peck him lightly on the chin* You don't give me enough credit.
[23-22:49] e29, *Saven Rahyn : *she just leans there, smirking, smoking her clove down to the roots, her hair unruly around her now, she doesn't care at this point.. well one good lay not gotten..*
[23-22:49] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((And moth got a stealth tag too, hoorah! And Sam, long time no see))
[23-22:49] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((*licks moth*))
[23-22:49] 48f, ºSummer Richards : *laughs and disappears* (need to scoot of to bed shortly.)
[23-22:50] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((*hugs krys too!))
[23-22:51] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : ((*Hugs*))
[23-22:51] f11, ºGavin Livingston : Ah, what makes you think this is all for you? *drops a wink and turns to go back into the main room*
[23-22:52] fca, *Sam Andrews : *Sam sits at the end of the bar, in a dark corner, as far from everyone else as she can possibly get**people suck, they spread west nile and shit, not that she had to care about west nile, but still, people suck**a bottle of Stoli sits infront of her, as well as a shot glass, while she's coloring in her fingernails with a black sharpie**aint add fun?*
[23-22:57] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : I don't, but I can assure you I'll be using a lot of those materials. *She follows, looking over the price of the movie and grabbing her purse from the check, thankin the guy for keeping an eye on it* You come out every week right? Get any kind of frequent shopper discount? *Grins, moving up along side and casually perusing the rst of the stuff offered along the way.* I mean...they practicly have to...the Bush has to be a lot of their business what with all of the condoms, vibrators..., oil, and all of that...*Trails off, picking up another movie off the shelf*
[23-22:59] f11, ºGavin Livingston : Of course they do *puts the basket on the counter and leans on it, instructing the guy behind the bar to give Katya her money back for the movie, which he does*
[23-23:01] fca, *Sam Andrews : *sam picks up a handfull of peanuts and starts chucking them, one at a time, at the bartender**figures she might as well get herself thrown out of the bar again this evening, it's not like she had anything better to do*
[23-23:03] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Thanks, but ah...I'd like to purchase this. *Raises an eyebrow slightly at Gavin, putting on her most charming and alluring smile, but at the same time bringing some money out to pay for it incase he didn't*
[23-23:04] fca, *Sam Andrews : *the bartender scolds her, and tells her to stop* Yeah, your mother. *she mumbles, then refills her shotglass, dowing it's contents like it was water*
[23-23:06] EXIT: Sylvie has left the chat ( 8:19pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-23:07] JOIN: Rhett has entered.
[23-23:07] f11, ºGavin Livingston : *but he just rolls his eyes with a good natured chuckle and puts the movie in with the rest of the stuff* I think she means I'd like to purchase this.
[23-23:09] 2f2, *Rhett : *Happens to be sitting at the bar, a handful of seats down from the shadowed end where Sam was busy harassing the tender. He blinks, squints, watches her for a moment.*
[23-23:12] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : *Slowly grins, turning to the clerk and nodding* Yup, he'll gladly get this stuff for me. *Pats Gavin on the back, giving him another peck, but on the cheek* So...what else of excitement are you up to this evening besides throwing rowdy drunks out of the club or making sure everyone who doesn't want to be touched in the private dances, doesn't get touched?
[23-23:12] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she leans back on her stool, teetering slightly as she pushes on the bar with her chucks**she's dressed in a black and pink plaid skirt, fishnet thigh highs, a white wifebeater, and the black chucks**her electric blue eyes turn to Rhett as she feels someone watching her and she gives him a quizzical look*
[23-23:14] 2f2, *Rhett : *Raises his eyebrows at Sam, giving her a slow once-over before directing his attention mainly to the bartender as he passes, catching him in time to order a Scotch. He relaxes in his seat, shooting another half-curious glance over at Sam.*
[23-23:16] f11, ºGavin Livingston : That's pretty much it. *says the skinniest bouncer in the whole world... even though he's by no means skin and bones, but he's surely not as intimidating as the other bouncers in the club... or any club for that matter* Are you headed to work?
[23-23:18] fca, *Sam Andrews : What? *she asks him outloud, still watching him rather intently, her unnaturally bright blue eyes never leaving his form*
[23-23:21] 1dd, *Katya Yudin : Off night for me, or else I would'nt have been here...uh...viewing such a fine piece of cinematic artwork! *She gives a giggle, looking over the selection of stuff behind the desk*
[23-23:22] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[23-23:22] 5dc, Street Urchin: ((oooOOOO *spies people she knows* *pokes Krys and Sam* *is jodi*))
[23-23:23] 2f2, *Rhett : *Shrugs his broad shoulders at her; he wasn't used to being curious about people. He turns a bit towards her, a tender smirk curving his lips.* I was looking at the chick behind you. *And his Scotch arrives-- he lifts it to his mouth, sipping heavily.*
[23-23:24] f11, ºGavin Livingston : *the stuff is put in a bag, but he digs out the movie and hands it to her over his shoulder* Night off? Don't get many of those anymore. But, that's what you get for being so valuable of an employee.
[23-23:24] fca, *Sam Andrews : Good. It wouldn't have worked out between us, anyway. I don't usually date boys I could beat up. *she says as she begins to doodle on her skirt with the black sharpie*
[23-23:24] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((Jodi sissy! *huggles her*))
[23-23:25] 5dc, Street Urchin: (*hugs* hey girl)
[23-23:26] 5dc, Street Urchin: (ugh keep hitting the undo...*hugs both* sorry to interrupt, just wanted to say HI -- am shooshing for RP now))
[23-23:28] 2f2, *Rhett : *He blinks, frowning at her; that gets to him, what with his current job requiring him to beat people up on an almost daily basis. Not that he feels threatened or anything... ahem.* Who said anything about dating? Getting a little ahead of ourselves, hm? *He smirks some more, sucking on an icecube. He shrugs his jacket off, revealing a tight white t-shirt a la James Dean, and two heavily-tattooed arms.*
[23-23:30] fca, *Sam Andrews : Ohh, so it's just going to be a few drinks then sex? I see how you operate. Wow, you do know how to treat a gal. *she glances at his tats out of the corner of her eye, yeah, he was definatly hot, not that she'd let on or anything**she continues to color up her skirt, breaking from time to time to down another shot of the stoli*
[23-23:31] EXIT: Katya Yudin has left the chat ( 9:21pm, November 23 (CST) ).
[23-23:34] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[23-23:34] 2f2, *Rhett : You are all about the touchy-feely stuff, eh? Can't a guy just be... a friend? *Another smirk, as he removes a pack of cigarettes from beneath the right sleeve of his t-shirt, tapping one free and resting it between his lips; patting himself down a bit for a lighter or matches or... something.*
[23-23:36] fca, *Sam Andrews : If they're gay...*she smirks at this, thinking of the TJ for a moment, that guy was as Twinkie as they got**although she doesn't even seem to be paying attention to him, she somehow manages to know what he's searching for, and grabs her zippo from her hoodie pocket and slides it down the bar to him, all done without lifting her eyes from her skirt*
[23-23:37] f11, ºEnvy: *waves to Jayde... all abandoned like*
[23-23:38] e2d, ºJayde: *waves back and gives hugs* Aww, you just looks so pathetic and abandoned :-P
[23-23:38] f11, ºEnvy: *sniffle sniffle* no no... I'm alright *sniffle sniffle*
[23-23:39] e2d, ºJayde: *offers a tissue*
[23-23:40] 2f2, *Rhett : *Glances at the lighter, hesitating a few seconds before reaching for it-- a practiced flick of his wrist, and he lights up, lids almost fluttering as that first drag invades his body. He exhales a long stream of smoke, feeling much more at ease now, and climbs to his feet, heading over to her, zippo extended in one large hand.*
[23-23:43] f11, ºEnvy: *uses it to dry her lonely tears*