These logs are no longer being updated. Use DB Logs to see recent lines.
[28-23:13] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson 
: *actually isn't as surprised as he may think* Are you saying that I'm lucky?
[28-23:14] f77, *Gian Rogue: *he nods actually* yes....... you are.. dispite what it may seem like
[28-23:19] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *just doesn't know what to say to that. She just stares at him, like before when she didn't believe him*
[28-23:20] f77, *Gian Rogue: *and he stares back serious...*
[28-23:25] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I ran into him again the other day.
[28-23:26] f77, *Gian Rogue: what happened?
[28-23:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *shrugs one shoulder and looks at her paper on the table* I was walking with a friend and they yelled at each other and he went away.
[28-23:29] f77, *Gian Rogue: he ... just went away? *blink*
[28-23:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Yes. He wanted me to come, but my friend wouldn't let me go... so he left.
[28-23:31] f77, *Gian Rogue: thats uh.... well....* wonders exactly what her friend is.....* uh.. well... thats something
[28-23:32] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[28-23:34] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : But, then again... I've known him longer than I've known you. Maybe he thought he owed me one *is she getting at something, or just... talking*
[28-23:35] f77, *Gian Rogue: (*chains Street urchin and makes them come ic and play*).. oh?....* shes making him feel like a little rat, maybe thats what she wants, and hell its working well*
[28-23:37] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*dances as she has shot her 6th and final roll of film for the evening*)
[28-23:38] f77, *Gian Rogue: (*dances with*)
[28-23:39] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : mmmhmmm *nods. after all, everything she's saying is true. She doesn't know what she's doing. She wouldn't have gone through any great pains to save her life if she were him. Maybe she's just feeling a little cruel*
[28-23:41] f77, *Gian Rogue: well what exactly is he?
[28-23:44] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : He's somebody who wasn't trying to get laid. *this is where she'd just leave him to think it over, even though as she said earlier, he'd done nothing wrong and she knew it. But she seems to have lost control over what's coming out of her mouth* Someone who didn't run away when I needed him.
[28-23:47] f77, *Gian Rogue: *there, that hurt.... it was a straight blow.... and he tried not to let it show... but it did....* glad you have that.* is all he said, his voice nothing more than words, tone clear and some bitter*
[28-23:49] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I am, too. It's a good thing that we didn't waste anymore time on each other, isn't it? A good thing we were tested right away.
[28-23:53] JOIN: Gian Rogue has entered.
[28-23:54] e29, *Gian Rogue: uh yeah.. we were really tested
[28-23:56] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Did you leave me to him because you were mad at me? *just has to know*
[28-23:59] e29, *Gian Rogue: no........ *he says, dejected looking.* like I said, unless you were able to tell him no yourself..... we'd both me dead..... of course I would have tried to do sometihng if I'd known he was doing this..* he mostions to the broken parts of her*
[29-00:01] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she just nods, starting to get that trapped feeling* I'm getting tired...
[29-00:03] MSG: Kailynn Benson sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[29-00:04] e29, *Gian Rogue: *he sighs and scootches away and stands, giving her space.* is your friend human *the only question he wants answered*
[29-00:05] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:06] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *scoots out of the booth and stands. the question catches her off guard* I... *well, she did see him get shot and not only did he live, but he healed remarkably fast* don't think so. Does it matter?
[29-00:07] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:08] MSG: Kailynn Benson sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[29-00:08] e29, *Gian Rogue: yes..... *he answers....* he could do sometihng about the asshole when I couldn't.. because whatever he is is alot stonger than me
[29-00:09] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : He's a friend... I would have done the same for him. I *wonders what the hell she's doing. This isn't fair to either of them, but she was hurt and angry and there wasn't anyone else to take it out on* Just don't worry about it. I'm alright now.
[29-00:12] MSG: Kailynn Benson sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[29-00:13] e29, *Gian Rogue: *he growls gently to himself. * sure you would...
[29-00:13] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:19] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *had almost broken down and apologized... almost. In fact, her saying that she'd take on a vampire for Jaylin had been one of the only uncruel, completely honest things she'd said yet. It makes her mad that he doesn't believe her* What else do I have to live for? *holds her broken hands out. Her chest is flat, since her ribs had to be bandaged. Some of the banage is seen where her shirt isn't buttoned quite right. Must have happened in her sleep* Myself?
[29-00:21] e29, *Gian Rogue: *he doesn't say a word, he just looks at her..* you think he would have actually taken on a vampire if he'd beena true mortal *is the only and last question he'll ask*
[29-00:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : He never wanted to be my boyfriend. I would have rather been shot in the head then be like this. I can't even go outside without fainting. Every time a door closes, I jump. I can't sleep because I have nightmares, I can't take care of myself. You knew and you just walked away. You could have shot me in the fucking head *The last two words are accentuated by her fingers, somehow curled into fists, hitting him in the chest. It sends excruciating pain through her hand and up her arm, but she doesn't care. She's pissed off*
[29-00:31] e29, *Gian Rogue: *and he holds onto her wrists, hes calm and he holds them gently.* You'll get past this eventually... and he'll be dead, soon....* he shrugs* Wouldn't have been able to do that to you.... even if not causes more pain
[29-00:33] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : No, you wouldn't be able to, would you? This way is better. Let it go until I'm crazy enough to do it myself *yanks at her wrist*
[29-00:34] e29, *Gian Rogue: *his hands open before she yanks so he wouldn't hurt her.* I'm sure you wouldn't ask your friend to do it
[29-00:34] e29, *Gian Rogue: but you'd blame me for not
[29-00:39] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I know. I shouldn't expect anything from anybody. It only gets me half dead on the street.
[29-00:41] MSG: Kailynn Benson sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[29-00:42] e29, *Gian Rogue: *argh he tihnks.* you've gotten through it, once your bones heal your mind will follow..... *he stalks towards the door* don't blame me for not saving you, if it weren't for the fact *and here comes the truethful blow..* he'd had my sister at the same time I woulda let my life go easily for you
[29-00:43] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:43] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she blinks, not at the fact that he would have helped her, but that Ryan had another woman. She tries hard to feel pity, but to her own disgust... she's jealous*
[29-00:45] MSG: Kailynn Benson sent a message to Gian Rogue.
[29-00:45] e29, *Gian Rogue: *he pauses for a moment.* still I might as well done something.. shes dead now..... I'm just glad your not
[29-00:45] MSG: Gian Rogue sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[29-00:45] e29, *Gian Rogue: *and he walks out*
[29-00:46] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *what can she say to that.... nothing, so she turns around and goes upstairs*
[29-00:46] EXIT: Kailynn Benson has left the chat ( 10:46pm, November 28 (CST) ).
[29-00:47] EXIT: Gian Rogue has left the chat ( 10:45pm, November 28 (CST) ).
[29-06:29] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[29-19:20] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[29-19:21] 922, ºEnvy: *sneaks in smelling like dark room chemicals* pulling another all nighter in photography, kids, so I'll be popping in and out periodically.
[29-20:24] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[29-22:34] 9b9, ºEnvy: yeah... pffft. like anyone's here anyway :(
[29-22:37]
Chat cleared by Envy.
[29-22:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: I came... I saw.... I went to bed. ~E
[30-09:20] JOIN: Arktik Nyte has entered.
[30-09:20] e0c, Arktik Nyte: ...
[30-09:21] e0c, Arktik Nyte: ok gues iahve to wiat until later....adios arivederche
[30-21:38] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[30-21:53] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[30-21:59] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 7:53pm, November 30 (CST) ).
[30-22:33] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[30-22:35] f77, Kyle Garyson: *Kyle walks his cute ass self down the streets of L.A., his clothing of black button shirt and black pants suiting to this blue eyed aussie as he wonders where he should head.*
[30-22:37] f77, Kyle Garyson: (*pic test*)
[30-22:38] 9b9, ºNico Blue 
: *The pale Ms. Blue sits in the park, sketching. She has a juice box sitting next to her, the straw poking out of the top. Her feet are up on the bench, forcing her thin thighs into a perfect easel for her sketchbook*
[30-22:43] f77, Kyle Garyson: *He's actually pretty close to the park and desides to head through it on his way to who knows where, all the while whistling 'here comes the big bad wolf'*
[30-22:44] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *which makes her turn her head to see where it's coming from. Her white-blond hair, super short since cutting off her dreads, is streaked with pink... she's not hard to miss*
[30-22:45] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[30-22:45] f77, Kyle Garyson: *He spots her, his blue eyes sparkling in the night, and kinda makes his way towards her some.. whistling the whole while.*
[30-22:46] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *once she confirms that there is someone there and her ears weren't just playing tricks on her, she turns back to her sketch, unconciously humming the song that he was just whistling*
[30-22:51] f77, Kyle Garyson: *such a big bad wolf with such an adorable form... he starts striding closer, his boots scuffing the ground as he walks, a relaxed smile on his lips.*
[30-22:52] a25, *Cookie Monster: *ponders play*
[30-22:52] 9b9, ºNico Blue : (*ponders cookie playing too*)
[30-22:54] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *her voice is soft, obviously with a good sense of tone even with such mindless humming. Her eyes dart back and forth between the page and her subject. Her shoes sit under the bench, kicked off... odd behavior for someone in the city*
[30-22:54] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Where should I be and as who?))
[30-22:55] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((I don't make those kind of choices))
[30-22:58] f77, Kyle Garyson: *Continues on his way, but stops, looking at her and then at whatever the subject is..*
[30-22:59] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *looks up and raises a slim, tattooed finger to her lips in a 'hush' manner. The lips are curved in a little smile, then she points to the subject: a sleeping homeless person*
[30-23:01] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he smiles after a second, and if she'll let him he sits on the same bench or such as her, watching the subject.*
[30-23:02] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *starts sketching again, but she leans over a bit and whispers* You're not going to murder me for my $10, are you?
[30-23:03] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he smirks slightly.* No, not this time.* he whispers back, his tone very aussie*
[30-23:05] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *which surprises her, so much that she actually turns her head to closely look at him, never losing the look of total shock. She just looks at him for a while, as if she's trying to place his face before she answers softly* I figured I'd just get it out of the way
[30-23:08] f77, Kyle Garyson: thats the smart thing to do love.* he answers, up that lovely sexy aussie in his tone, his sparkling blue eye sglancing at her.*
[30-23:10] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *her own eyes are a brilliant, clear blue. They blink a few times as she realizes how rude she's being... then she figures she should just get something else out of the way. She was pretty messed up for that few months she spent with Danny in Austrailia* Do I know you?
[30-23:12] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he shakes his head* er.. I doubt it, I've never seen you before, glad I have now though...*she smiles slightly, showing good teeth*
[30-23:12] JOIN: Squirrel has entered.
[30-23:13] e20, *Squirrel: *sneaks in*
[30-23:13] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Are you sure? *keeps examining his face, trying to recall any feature*
[30-23:14] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((hey, squirrelie... look. You boyfriend is here *points to cookie* get 'im, big boy!))
[30-23:15] f77, Kyle Garyson: *hes totally new to her of course, with his shortish black hair and dazzling blue eyes and rogue-ish self..* yup, pretty sure
[30-23:17] a25, *Cookie Monster: *thinks needs to come up with more characters so as to pop in on your little party*
[30-23:18] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Huh... my mistake. *smiles, seeming pretty genuine for this city. Of course, she notices how handsome he is, but it doesn't make her swoon or blush like it may most women. It's talent that gets her right straight in the gut*
[30-23:18] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((well, i'm going to bed in half an hour, so... make it snappy))
[30-23:20] a25, *Cookie Monster: Half an hour!!! *gets snuggling in now while still can*
[30-23:21] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((uh huh. Class at 8:30 in the morning and it's already half past midnight))
[30-23:22] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he smiles* well its nice to know ya now
[30-23:24] 9b9, ºNico Blue : You don't know me. You're just sitting next to me on a bench *said with a friendly, child-like tone*
[30-23:25] f77, Kyle Garyson: well .. er.. get to know you? *he says with a little laugh*
[30-23:27] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *offers her delicately tattooed left hand, since her right one is drawing, which takes some awkward crossing* Then I'm sure you'd want to know that my name is Nico... so that you can prove that you've met me before when you see me again.
[30-23:29] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he smiles and takes her hand in his large and warm one* Nico.. I like...... I'm Kyle. *oh the aussie*
[30-23:31] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *laughs softly* Of course you are. *shakes, then reclaims her hand* Visiting or new resident?
[30-23:34] f77, Kyle Garyson: I'm trying to figure that one out right now.. * he answers, scratching his head*
[30-23:35] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((By whatever do you mean? Don't I sound like a native?))
[30-23:36] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Well, good luck *she smiles at him again, seeming so honest... genuinely wishing him the best. Although, she's not the best person to give advice on staying or going*
[30-23:37] f77, Kyle Garyson: *he smiles sideways* thanks
[30-23:42] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Are you from Austrailia, or New Zealand? *always asks, even though people always get mad at her because New Zealanders and Austrailians have a little "I'm better than you, feud"*
[30-23:43] f77, Kyle Garyson: Australia....
[30-23:44] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *waits for it.... waits for it...*
[30-23:45] f77, Kyle Garyson: but.. lived in NZ for a while.......
[30-23:46] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *raises a brow... well, that's interesting* Really?
[30-23:47] f77, Kyle Garyson: yes, llived there for three years.. *he nods*
[30-23:50] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I always like it there. But I don't go as often as I go to Melbourne. *looks at her watch and closes her sketchbook* I have to go. A friend of mine is playing a gig and I promised I'd be there.
[30-23:53] f77, Kyle Garyson: okay.. maybe I'll see you sometime then? *he asks as he stands*
[30-23:54] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Or you can come, too. He's worried that nobody will be there. Unless you're busy *sticks her hands in her tattered, patched jeans* You don't look busy
[30-23:56] f77, Kyle Garyson: and my looks are true.. I've no where to be.. soo.... *he shrugs* sure
[30-23:57] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *with sketchbook under arm, she slides her shoes back on* Great. it's right over here in that bar *she nods and walks off* (must go... must sleep)
[30-23:59] f77, Kyle Garyson: *walks off with*
[01-00:17] EXIT: Cookie Monster has left the chat ( 9:35pm, November 30 (CST) ).
[01-18:26] JOIN: Christelle Bonnet has entered.
[01-18:27] 9b4, Street Urchin: *pokes* Anyone around?
[01-18:27] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 4:27pm, December 01 (CST) ).
[01-18:27] JOIN: Christelle Bonnet has entered.
[01-21:26] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[01-21:27] 9b9, ºEnvy: *lurks*
[01-21:27] 8a3, Kyle Garyson: *licks her envy*
[01-21:28] 9b9, ºEnvy: babe! would you like this charrie regged?
[01-21:28] 8a3, Kyle Garyson: yes! *hugs*
[01-21:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: done
[01-21:34] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: thankies!
[01-21:39] 9b9, ºEnvy: I'm in love with this gay guy in my queer group. he's a visitor from another college... I just want to make out with him SO bad. you wouldn't believe how hot he is.
[01-21:41] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: hehe really?
[01-21:43] 9b9, ºEnvy: why... oh why can't I be a biologically gay man? I am in my heart
[01-21:44] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: heh... well its just one of those tihngs
[01-21:44] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: you could always have a sex change ^_^
[01-21:48] 9b9, ºEnvy: but I love my boobs
[01-21:48] 9b9, ºEnvy: I like to make out with girls, too. I guess I'm a bi man in my heart
[01-21:53] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *pets* yes I liek your boobs too
[01-21:58] 9b9, ºEnvy: lol you love all of me *kiss kiss* so, you wanna play in honor of my getting out of the art building before midnight?
[01-22:00] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: sure!
[01-22:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: yay!
[01-22:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: you start you you.
[01-22:03] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: umm ummm......... this char?
[01-22:04] 9b9, ºEnvy: whoever. I have a plan for anyone you pull out
[01-22:05] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: okay... I'll play Kyle theny
[01-22:06] 9b9, ºEnvy: k
[01-22:08] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *There he goes again, whistling here comes the big bad wolf.. one might wonder why.. but eh well, this time hes in a shirt as in pic and black jeans as he meanders down the LA streets*
[01-22:10] 9b9, ºNico Blue 
: *a voice calls from above a tattoo parlor. His name to be exact*
[01-22:11] aca, ºmoth: *..peers.*
[01-22:12] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he stops, blinks and looks around, trying to spot whoever it is..*
[01-22:12] 9b9, ºNico Blue : (moth... turn on your aim, you silly.)
[01-22:12] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *but it's above him. She laughs and drops something on his head. A small wooden bead because it's what she had in her pocket*
[01-22:14] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *boink, he looks up and laughs slightly, waving.* hallo there love
[01-22:16] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *her little blond head sticking out the window, streetlight shining in her face... she looks like a little ragamuffin angel* Did you have fun at the show? I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you much.
[01-22:17] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he nods his head.* yeah I had a great time, eh and don't worry about it.. * aussie, so aussie.*
[01-22:20] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *smiles, bouncing just a little... obviously a night person. She's so alive* That's great! I was hoping you weren't mad. I hadn't seen most of those people in years and they like to push me around because I'm puny *he would have noticed, however, that she would have loved every second of the feet lifting hugs and infinate kisses* Where are you going?
[01-22:22] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: nowhere actually, I'm just roaming..* he laughs slightly* and of course I'm not mad
[01-22:22] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Are you hungry?
[01-22:23] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he nods* kinda
[01-22:26] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Stay there *She disappears and the window closes. She comes out a door next to the one for the tattoo place, pulling her jacket on. Her hair is an adorable mess of thin white and pink fluff. A classic case of bed head* Do you want to roam for food? *would have been a good question to ask before she left, but eh*
[01-22:28] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he waited and watched her as she came out, laughing slightly.* sure, as long as its my treat
[01-22:30] 9b9, ºNico Blue : You don't have to buy me... whatever meal this is. I'm loaded *the casual nature of her statement makes it sound like she's kidding, but she's not*
[01-22:31] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: so am I but eh. I wanna treat someone, might as well be you.* he smiles walking along the pavement*
[01-22:34] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Well, you should always do what you want. *smiles and tugs on his sleeve, nodding to cross the street*
[01-22:36] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *crosses with her.*
[01-22:37] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I'm a vegan. We're tricky to feed if you don't properly know how. Think you're still up for it.
[01-22:38] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he smiles* sure.. doesn't bother me.. *doesn't let her know that hes a raw meat guy*
[01-22:43] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *doesn't have to walk long until they arrive at a nice looking place, as most vegan/vegetarian places are* They have the best ravioli here. *smiles as she opens the door... but then she realizes that she just met this guy and he may not want to go to a place like this. Her friends are just used to it, and she's used to them* Is this alright? I can usually find something anywhere to eat.
[01-22:46] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he smiles, he can eat anywhere really.* its great *he answers holding the door for her*
[01-22:50] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Well, I hope so. If not, that's what you get for lying *smiles and goes inside. It's a pretty nice little sit down place, romantically lit, hand carved wooden furniture, cute waitresses. Nonsmoking even*
[01-22:51] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *and he smokes... ha... *
[01-22:53] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *they're seated and she plucks up the menu, ordering a blueberry italian soda to drink, which is really just blueberry syrup in club soda... which tastes better than it sounds*
[01-22:54] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he gets sweet iced tea tea if he can*
[01-22:55] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *once the waitress is gone, she looks up from the menu* Are you alright?
[01-22:56] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he tilts his head* why wouldn't I be?
[01-22:58] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Sometimes *lowers her voice as if she's telling some super top secret information* A person around this many vegetarians break out in hives, get short of breath... sometimes seizure and casualties have been known to happen.
[01-22:59] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he looks some amused* well, I tihnk this will not be one of those times
[01-23:00] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *is glad he's amused, because she'd been going for that kind of reaction* That's a shame. It's usually quite exciting. *smiles and leans back, lifting her menu*
[01-23:02] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: well as I aim to please, I don't think I aim to please that much* he says wryly, looking at his own menu*
[01-23:03] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *his cluelessness is so obvious, but she doesn't pick on him about it* Would you like some help?
[01-23:04] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: yes..* he admits, looking sheepish.* I've no clue about this...
[01-23:05] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ok... *leans over the table, her knees up on the booth like a child* What do you like to eat normally?
[01-23:07] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: potatoes........* he says after a moment*
[01-23:09] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ok. Anything else?
[01-23:12] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: pastas, ... I like cajun foods.. *helpless*
[01-23:14] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Great *leans over even more, pointing to an item. She's almost on the table, but the place is just so... nobody even looks at her. But she's just so little that she has to lean over so far to reach* You should try this. *points to cajun tofu alfredo* You can get it made with real cheese if you want. They make the tofu like chicken... which is great because I personally think that vegetarian chicken is disgusting.
[01-23:15] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he nods* okay will do... always good to try something new..* and he means it*
[01-23:16] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *leans back in her own seat just in time for the waitress to come back. She hasn't looked much over the menu, but she orders the vegan ravioli because it's what she always orders*
[01-23:18] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *and he orders what she suggested.*
[01-23:20] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *and then she leans back, slouching miserably* So, what do you do?
[01-23:22] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: I'm a photogarapher...* he says, watching her.*
[01-23:24] 9b9, ºNico Blue : No you're not *doesn't say it with total disbelief, but she is sure about her decision on the subject*
[01-23:25] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he raises a brow at her..* uh... I'm not? I was so sure I was...* he comments after a second*
[01-23:26] 9b9, ºNico Blue : You don't act like a photographer. You're not nearly curious enough.
[01-23:26] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[01-23:26] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: maybe its because I major in wildlife * he answers, and he even pulls out a card, his name and nation geographic along with it*
[01-23:27] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: national*^
[01-23:28] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *raises both brows as she takes it... she's curious enough* Maybe wild life photographers don't have to be as curious? *stated as a question*
[01-23:28] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he laughs* just get me out of a city and you'll see how curious I can be
[01-23:31] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Do you not like the city in general, or just not to work in *rather quickly, the food comes*
[01-23:33] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: work in... cities are alright...* he looks at the food, hungry*
[01-23:35] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I love cities. I need to leave every now and then just to breathe some fresh air, but I love the dirt and noise *picks up her fork and stabs a few pieces of pasta. She doesn't seem like the kind of girl who would love cities. She looks like a little flower child hippie*
[01-23:36] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he watches her for a second before digging into his food... ooo not bad.*
[01-23:37] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *doesn't eat like a pig... she was brought up by nuns after all, but it is quite apparent that she's starving*
[01-23:38] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he just eats like a guy, fork held eroupian style*
[01-23:39] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *she can't help but chuckle* See... a little tofu won't kill you.
[01-23:40] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he laughs* heh yeah.. so it seems.. pretty good actually
[01-23:41] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Or maybe it's just not doing it's job *she winks one clear blue eye and smiles* (*pause for Saven*)
[01-23:59] Chat cleared by Envy.
[02-00:01] 0d1, *Dunstan Ryder : *is walking up the stairs of BtD, carrying two cardboard boxes, both full of clothes. He’d gone to Kailynn’s apartment after her mentioning it, and gotten most of the clothes into the two main boxes, though most everything had been boxed up already. When he gets to the top of the stairs he walks over to the door, then thinks twice about it and proceeds to drop the boxes next to it, a little loudly, then turns to head back down the stairs*
[02-00:03] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *the door opens, just a crack. The chain over it prevents it from opening all the way. One green eye peeks between said crack at the back of the figure, then at the boxes* What is this?
[02-00:09] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[02-00:10] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (wb!)
[02-00:10] e95, ºJayde: *stops and turns around slowly* Your clothes. What else would it be?
[02-00:12] e95, *Dunstan Ryder : *stops and turns around slowly* Your clothes. What else would it be?
[02-00:13] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she blinks, surprised that it was him, surprised that he brought her clothes... and wondering why he's so grumpy about it* Oh... thanks.
[02-00:14] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*pauses this one too*)
[02-12:13] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[02-12:13] 09c, *Celeste McCoh 
: (*peeks*Ello?)
[02-12:17] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 10:13am, December 02 (CST) ).
[02-12:23] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[02-12:23] EXIT: Caine Lupas has left the chat ( 10:23am, December 02 (CST) ).
[02-13:06] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[02-21:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: *lurks*
[02-23:29] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[02-23:30] f77, *Kyle Garyson: I tihnk I can stand it not doing its job, just this once.* he says, smirking and taking another bite.*
[02-23:32] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Did I ask you when you came to L.A. yet? I know that I meant to? *bites her lip, the stud in her little pink tongue clicking against the back of her teeth as she thinks*
[02-23:33] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he shakes his head, and he eats for a moment.. then takes a big sip of his drink.* I'm here because of family trouble....
[02-23:38] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *had been very careful to ask when, not why... not wanting to intrude too much. She stays quiet once the subject is brought up. She doesn't look at him expectantly or anything, but she waits for him to either confide in her or change the subject*
[02-23:40] f77, *Kyle Garyson: (*miss read* can we redo?)
[02-23:42] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((yep. if you want *scratches alllll of that*))
[02-23:43] f77, *Kyle Garyson: (*thanks*) *he shakes his head, and he eats for a moment.. then takes a big sip of his drink.* I arrived about a week ago.* he scratches his head* I hate flying.....and the unasked question of why is family trouble.... (*sigh*)
[02-23:44] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *looks up when the forkfull of ravioli, her eyes soft and honest* I wasn't going to ask.
[02-23:45] f77, *Kyle Garyson: you tought it I'm sure.... and I don't mind saying so... * he shrugs and takes more of his drink*
[02-23:49] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I'm always curious, of course, but I don't like to make new friends uncomfortable. *stuffs the food in her heart-shaped mouth*
[02-23:50] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[02-23:50] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((wb))
[02-23:51] f77, *Kyle Garyson: (ty) *he smiles.* no worries.* typical aussie*
[02-23:52] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I'm not worried. *slides her drink over next to his* Taste this. It's like candy.
[02-23:55] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *and he has no trouble drinking form someone elses glass, and hetakes a sip*
[02-23:56] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *watches, waiting for his reaction*
[02-23:57] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he grins* hey not bad * he clicks his tongue in his mouth.*
[02-23:59] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Told you *smiles and reaches for it back. She never seems to run out of smiles* Thanks for coming with me.
[03-00:01] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he pushes it to her.* how could I pass the oprotunity up??
[03-00:04] 9b9, ºNico Blue : You can certainly feed me any time. *takes a sip of the drink herself* So, you seem to wander around a lot. Have you always been like that?
[03-00:05] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he laughs, then nods* yeah, when I was a teen I'd get lost in the outback for days at a time
[03-00:06] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I've never been anywhere but Sidney and Melbourne... right in the city.
[03-00:09] f77, *Kyle Garyson: well my family was like gypsies, never settled to long.. and we really never went to cities, the wilds great there
[03-00:10] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I'll definately have to explore it next time I go. I usually don't do so well out in the middle of nowhere past a few days.
[03-00:11] f77, *Kyle Garyson: well you've got to have the right person at your side..* he answers, hes actually almost finished with his food*
[03-00:14] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Isolation makes me uncomfortable. *waves for a box for hers*
[03-00:16] f77, *Kyle Garyson: yeah, some people are that way.* he nods, stretching back in his chair*
[03-00:20] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Although, I have this fantastic old house in England that I go to when I need to get away from everything. It's out in the country... nothing around for miles. It's almost 350 years old.
[03-00:20] f77, *Kyle Garyson: wonderful, whereabouts in england?
[03-00:22] 9b9, ºNico Blue : It's a secret *drops a wink and scoots her box of food in front of her* That's what getaways are supposed to be.
[03-00:23] f77, *Kyle Garyson: aww darn..* he mock pouts, and prepares to pay for the food*
[03-00:25] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[03-00:27] 09c, *Alton Wraith 
: (*peeks*Hello)
[03-00:28] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((hey, guys!!!))
[03-00:28] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *pokes*)
[03-00:29] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *she did take Jeremy there a couple times for them to clean up, but it's just not something he needs to know. It's not important* Do you know England well then. *slips her shoes back on, which she'd removed sometime during the meal. They seem to have a hard time staying on her feet*
[03-00:29] 09c, *Alton Wraith: (*pokes back*That you Envy?)
[03-00:31] f77, *Kyle Garyson: I know it some.* he says, going and paying for the food and leaving a good tip.* I lived in london for a year....
[03-00:31] 9b9, ºNico Blue : ((mmmhmmm. up late. no 8 am class tomorrow! *dances*)
[03-00:32] 9b9, ºNico Blue : You move around a lot *a statement, of course, since a question would seem stupid*
[03-00:32] 09c, *Alton Wraith: (brb)
[03-00:34] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he nods* work demands it, and I was raised like that..
[03-00:37] 9b9, ºNico Blue : It must have been great... *her eyes are a little distant, as she tries to imagine a childhood full of adventures*
[03-00:39] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *he shrugs* kinda, but its hard losing friends and such.
[03-00:42] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Why would you lose them? They're still there. *picks up her little box and heads for the door, giving him a good look at just how messy her hair is. Such classic bedhead*
[03-00:44] f77, *Kyle Garyson: *follows* well the friends I made were mostly natives, dingo folk... so its not like they had mailboxes
[03-00:45] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[03-00:45] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Oh... *but she doesn't understand a damned thing he's saying* (*has to push pause and go to sleep* Night loves *blows kisses*)
[03-00:46] f77, *Kyle Garyson: night love!)
[03-00:47] 09c, *Alton Wraith: (night Envy*hugs*)
[03-00:51] EXIT: Alton Wraith has left the chat ( 10:47pm, December 02 (CST) ).
[03-04:24] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[03-04:30] 09c, *Caine Lupas : *stepping out of the abyss into the office of the BB he looks around seeing the place totally empty*Man I couldn't have worse timing. Well I'll have to come back later*steps back into the abyss having kept the portal partially open in case the placewasempty.*I have got to start traveling the normal way this is taking it's toll on me*slipping into the darkness he is gone*
[03-04:31] EXIT: Caine Lupas has left the chat ( 2:30am, December 03 (CST) ).
[03-18:49] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[03-18:52] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: (unpausey) *And he has a feeling she doesn't, but he doesn't clarify.*
[03-18:56] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I hope you get to see them again sometime now that you're older. *walks slowly along the street, mindlessly towards her place, but she could be disuaded to anywhere*
[03-18:59] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *has he is currently staying nowhere, he couldn't get her to his place.. heh.* I might, ... who knows.. *he shrugs.... conversation dwindle... damnit*
[03-19:02] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Do you have anywhere to be?
[03-19:06] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he shakes his head* nope
[03-19:10] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *laughs softly* Do you ever have anywhere to be?
[03-19:11] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: not lately* he grins.* but thats good cause I'm with you
[03-19:15] 9b9, ºNico Blue : I'm not really all that entertaining. Especially since there are hardly any shows this month.
[03-19:16] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: shows? *curious*
[03-19:18] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *looks over at him* Yes. Like the one we went to the other night.
[03-19:22] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: oh *he laughs* right... I'm a bit soft in the head at times
[03-19:24] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Well, there are quite a few kinds of shows around here. I can see where you'd get confused *smiles and looks at him again* You can come to my place and get high if you want. *just like that... as if she's inviting him to a movie*
[03-19:29] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he blinks, looking at her* oh?
[03-19:30] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Sure. You did buy me dinner. *lifts the box a little as if he needed reminding*
[03-19:32] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he shrugs.* well sure, why not? *he grins*
[03-19:35] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *they get to the tattoo parlor, and she unlocks the door to the apartment above. She starts up the stairs* What do you like?
[03-19:38] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: whatever you'll gimme. * he says.*
[03-19:40] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *she has to laugh... * That's what people who get messed up to impress someone says... I can think of something else to do. It's not a big deal
[03-19:41] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: have you ever had dingo grass? *he asks*
[03-19:44] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *shakes her pink streaked blonde head as she opens the second door, which goes into her messy apartment... an open flat studio, actually with a bed in the corner and a kitchen nook*
[03-19:45] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: its like pot, but a hell of a lot stronger also has painkillers in it..* he looks round, noting it all*
[03-19:48] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *goes to put her food in the fridge. Then, she opens a cupboard, which is stocked like most people have food with all different kinds of things to make a person happy, sad, sleepy, awake.* Choose your poison.
[03-19:50] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *just stares for a few moments*
[03-19:55] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: er.... * he finds some X and tilts his head.*
[03-19:57] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *looks at the little unlabeled amber bottle in his hand and she goes to the fridge for some beer, then to the couch. She's acting like their old friends and he should just be comfortable here*
[03-19:58] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *and he follows her, thinking she is one relaxed chick, which amuses him.*
[03-20:01] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *she picks up a box of cigarettes, which is full of cigarettes of course, just not the ones with tobacco in them. She puts her feet up on a box that's sitting in front of the couch and lights it* If you need any help, just let me know.
[03-20:03] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: mm.* he says, opening the bottle and does his thing, then sits and leans back on the couch*
[03-20:05] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *leans over and pulls a pill out of the bottle, too, since her fingers are small enough to go inside the bottle. She pops it in her angelic mouth and passes him the joint*
[03-20:08] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he takes and inhales (yes clinton inhales ^_^...heh)*
[03-20:09] 9b9, ºNico Blue : How do your photos do? Can you make a living at it? *sits sideways on the couch and watches him*
[03-20:12] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *he looks lazily at her, handing back the joint.* well, yeah I'm not lacking in anything.... I do have a gallery in new york city....
[03-20:15] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *a little smile crosses her lips, as she has a gallery in New York, too... but she wants to know about him* Which one? Maybe I've heard of it
[03-20:18] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: Wild Expectations is what its called.... not my idea really, mum got ahold of my agency before I did for the name..* he grins slightly, starting to feel the effects of the joint at least*
[03-20:21] 9b9, ºNico Blue : *hands him a bottle of beer, then picks one up herself* it is pretty cheesy *blinks at her own rudeness, but she couldn't possibly think of what she could have said instead. She sucks on the joint, then passes it back*
[03-20:24] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: I agree.* he answers, taking a swig of his beer, sighing, and taking a drag from the joint.*
[03-20:27] 9b9, ºNico Blue : Sorry I don't have a t.v. This used to be my friend's place. He never had one and I just haven't gotten to it yet. *shrugs one thin shoulder*
[03-20:29] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: I don't like tv actually.* he comments, blinking lazily (hey I'ma have to go in a minute)
[03-20:31] 9b9, ºNico Blue : (K) I love t.v. I can't help it. probably because I never watched it as a kid *her clear eyes are starting to cloud up a little, getting a little dazed*
[03-20:32] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: (pause for now)
[03-20:50] Chat cleared by Envy.
[03-21:07] 9b9, ºEnvy: *yawns*
[03-22:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: *walks around in circles*
[03-23:25] JOIN: Kyle Garyson has entered.
[03-23:25] 8a3, *Kyle Garyson: *licks envy*
[03-23:30] EXIT: Kyle Garyson has left the chat ( 9:25pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[03-23:31] 9b9, ºEnvy: *makes out with Saven*
[03-23:31] JOIN: Lucien has entered.
[03-23:32] JOIN: Garrett Galloway has entered.
[03-23:34] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[03-23:34] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 9:34pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[03-23:34] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: (*test*)
[03-23:40] 9b9, ºLucien 
: *sits in a coffee shop, his long fingers wrapped around a French vanilla capuccino. He's a beautiful boy: longish dark hair that is currently in his eyes, which are a striking green. His full lips are slightly parted as he seems so lost in thought. He's a little too thin, but doesn't have a sickly palor about his fair skin*
[03-23:45] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *And he's walking down a street, looking for a good place for a double shot espresso. His punky black and pink hair in his brood music guy eyes, hes lean, but muscly enough, he doesn't look much like a guy guy, more of a between.*
[03-23:48] 9b9, ºLucien 
: *is grateful for this time in the city, where he knows his parents aren't comfortable. It's one of the more usefull things that he knows about him. He lifts the cup to his lips and takes a sip, licking those lovely lips*
[03-23:52] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: (and I'll have to put the editted pic up later because this computer hates me right now) *He finds the place he'd been told that had great coffee, he enters the place, flicking a strand of his cute punk hair from his dark green eyes and orders a afore mentioned drink as he sits at a small table.*
[03-23:54] 9b9, ºLucien : *looks up at the new voice... as there aren't too many people who drink coffee at this time of night. Not humans, anyways. He blinks once, then again at the face that belongs to the new voice. But then he lowers his eyes. This wasn't Italy. Guys beat up other guys for looking at them like that*
[03-23:57] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: (*gives the finger to her sisters computer* fuck you! ha! I did it!) *He himself is a true city.. wolf... and of course he's drinking an espresso at this time, his band finished three hours ago and he'd escaped the fans and big breasted bimbos to come here, as he felt eyes on him, he turned them to Lucien, a little wolfish smile on his lips.*
[04-00:00] 9b9, ºLucien : *which would have been the moment that he he would have looked away, quickly picking up his coffee for a distraction*
[04-00:03] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *He looked Lucien over, a pleased look in his face, every once and a while he sips his drink after it arrives, occasionally looking to the guy*
[04-00:04] 9b9, ºLucien : *and he knows it. He's a little paranoid about it. Is this guy going to beat him up? Will he have to call his mother from the hospital and tell her why he was there. SO finally, he just meets the kids gaze* What?
[04-00:06] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *and he just smirks, the 26 year old.. so bold.* Just admiring. *he says with a natural husk in his voice*
[04-00:07] 9b9, ºLucien : *narrows his eyes a little, trying to determine whether the guy is messing with him or not* Excuse me?
[04-00:08] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he just continues his lazy grin, a peice of pink hair falling in one of his eyes.* I'm sure you heard me the first time I said it
[04-00:12] 9b9, ºLucien : Maybe I didn't.
[04-00:13] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: well I don't mind saying it again....* he smirks.* I'm just admiring
[04-00:17] 9b9, ºLucien : *is this guy trying to trap him? He just doesn't understand Americans. There's nothing special about the clothes he's wearing, so the guy must mean that he's admiring him* You're very bold.
[04-00:19] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: of course I am, but I always figured it pays to speak your mind.* he has a western accent, like WA or somewhere there-a-bouts, he leans back and takes another sip of his drink.* but of course I'd like to do more than admire..... *wolfish grin*
[04-00:22] 9b9, ºLucien : How do you know I'm not going to beat you up and leave you in an alley way? *his accent is so faintly Italian. He did learn to speak there, after all*
[04-00:23] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-00:23] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he laughs* you probably woulda tried that already, I've got experience in that. believe me.... *he looks some amused*
[04-00:27] 9b9, ºLucien : Maybe I'm waiting for the golden opportunity *now he smiles a little, lightening up*
[04-00:30] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: oh yes I'm sure you are *he grins, and as he grins he plays with a stud on his tongue.*
[04-00:31] 9b9, ºLucien : *nods towards the coffee in the guy's hand* Why do you drink coffee in the middle of the night
[04-00:34] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: because it soothes me.* he answers, uh huh.... coffee soothing you in the middle of the night...* how about you?
[04-00:34] 9b9, ºLucien : *shrughs lightly.* I don't know. I guess I don't feel like sleeping.
[04-00:36] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: theres many things you can do when you don't feel like sleeping.* he says, taking another sip of his espresso, finishing it off, trying to hide a smile*
[04-00:38] 9b9, ºLucien : *has never been hit on... quite this blantantly, especially outside of a club*
[04-00:39] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *but he has and he does, its just his way.*
[04-00:42] 9b9, ºLucien : I *starts to protest, but then realizes that his parents could find out... and he grins* Like what?
[04-00:43] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-00:43] EXIT: Nyte Wulf has left the chat ( 10:43pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[04-00:43] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: well my favourite one would be obvious.* he gives a sexy grin, quite clear by the way he looks at Lucien what he means.* you want to know others?
[04-00:43] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-00:44] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-00:44] 9b9, ºLucien : Knowledge is power. *picks up his cup and drinks the capuccino, since it's plenty cool to gulp*
[04-00:47] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-00:47] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: well clubs, music shows, wandering the streets aimlessly, of course then theres getting drunk and getting high, but I much prefer getting laid....
[04-00:47] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *walks into the BtD, not looking so much tired as just annoyed. He walks back to the stairs and to the top, opening the door to his room, and pauses when he looks inside and sees the new boxes, or at least he thinks there new. He’s not remembering things so well now that he’s started drinking again when no one’s looking * Where’d those come from?
[04-00:47] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: *walks intohte bar from the woods, dressed ina silky silver tank yop and a black silk slip style skirt, chunky heeled black strappy shoes on her feet, hair upswept and makeup done jsut right, carrying a lil black bag, looks around the bar and then quickly glides to behind the bar counter to turn on the lights and get the bar ready to open*
[04-00:48] EXIT: Nyte Wulf has left the chat ( 10:47pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[04-00:48] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-00:49] 9b9, ºLucien : Do Americans really only pick one at a time? *it's hard to tell whether or not he's being sarcastic or serious*
[04-00:50] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he laughs, and decides to answer, just for the hell of it* some do
[04-00:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *opens the door to the bathroom, peeking her head out, dripping wet red locks dangle in her face. She holds a towel around her. Yes... she has taken a shower all by herself* What?
[04-00:53] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[04-00:53] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-00:54] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: *pours herself a screwy dewy and sits back, waiting, knowing that eventually someone will need a drink*
[04-00:55] 9b9, ºLucien : That's stupid
[04-00:56] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-00:58] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : Either I’ve completely lost it, or the boxes are a new addition? *walks over to dresser, not for the hidden booze this time, but to get some clothes to change into after work. He hates how his work clothes smell when he first gets back after work, plus he owns much more comfortable stuff*
[04-00:59] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Oh. Dunstan brought them over. *closes the door quickly before he can react, but she tries to not be too terribly obvious about it*
[04-00:59] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: oh?
[04-01:00] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: *hums a simple little tune....*
[04-01:01] 9b9, ºLucien : It sure seems stupid to me. *shrugs again* One great intense night is much more fun than several half assed ones.
[04-01:02] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: hey go for the band, the drunk, the getting high, and getting laid, it's not so half assed....
[04-01:03] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[04-01:04] 9b9, ºLucien : That's what I'm saying... Why not do it all? *a little something sparkles in those pretty green eyes of his... his mother's eyes*
[04-01:05] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *he pauses, having to stop to actually think about that a second, and he changes while he does, then calmly walks over to the bathroom door before raising his voice so he can she can hear him through it* He was here…and…he was here? In here? Alone with you?
[04-01:06] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: hey I don't know, some people just prefer to pace themselves I guess. *he stretches, his tight black Tshirt riding up his stomach*
[04-01:07] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: ...
[04-01:08] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *just rolls her eyes, opening the door again, this time in PJ's. Her own PJs that were easy enough for her to get on by herself* He didn't steal anything. Don't worry. He didn't stay. He just brought the clothes by *normally, wouldn't explain anything to him, but it was his room after all and she'd be a little angry about someone who'd tried to kill her being in her room, too*
[04-01:09] 9b9, ºLucien : I haven't been to a club yet... *toys with his coffee cup, now empty* I'd like to go.
[04-01:11] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: hmm maybe I could take you.* grin, though he'd much prefer to just take him home.*
[04-01:12] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : It’s not him stealing anything I’m worried about *turns away and walks over the room’s fridge, taking out some water. All he ever drank anymore that anyone saw was water, and that was more to avoid bad hangovers than because he liked it* That’s probably the last thing I’m worried about when it comes to him.
[04-01:12] 9b9, ºLucien : *which Lucien is quite aware of. He's played the predator more than once... but he's no cheap date* Maybe you could.
[04-01:14] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *damnit..... * you know of any place or would you like me to take you to a place I know?
[04-01:15] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Well, I'll be gone soon and you won't have to worry about it. *picks up her hair brush between a lucky finger that isn't broken and a couple that are taped together, and hands it to him* How was the first day back?
[04-01:16] 9b9, ºLucien : I don't know anywhere. This is my first time in the city itself.
[04-01:18] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: *looks at her cell phone for the time, and to see if she has any messages*
[04-01:19] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: hmm I know of a place, you up for it now?
[04-01:19] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((nyte wulf, get me on a messenger and I'll register you))
[04-01:20] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *holds the hairbrush and stares at her like she’s totally insane* It was fine, nice change of subject, but once your gone I’ll probably have to worry about it more since you don’t seem to realize he’s….*pauses again, stopping to try and calm down somewhat* He’s going to keep visiting you and…he’s…he’s...*just can’t even seem to find the words anymore*
[04-01:21] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: ((am registered under arktiknytewulf))
[04-01:21] 9b9, ºLucien : I'm not sleeping, am I? Besides, I don't do the "call you tomorrow" thing.
[04-01:23] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *He grins then and stands up*good... I feel the same.. (*is reminded of the movie trick*)
[04-01:24] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((ok, but do you want this handle regged to?)) He's dangerous, I know, but he just came to bring me my clothes. *turns around so that he can get to her tangly hair, since she's still not independent enough to brush her hair by herself* And I wasn't trying to change the subject.
[04-01:24] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: ((its all good but sure....thank you hun))
[04-01:26] 9b9, ºLucien : ((ok, but I need you to turn on a messenger so I can get you your password))
[04-01:26] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *and he carefully starts to brush out her hair* If you know that…then why do you even still speak to him? I’m positive if you told him never to come back he wouldn’t.
[04-01:26] 7d0, Nyte Wulf: *polishes seom glasses and sets them for easy use, checks all the bottles over ot make sure they are well stocked, finding some things that need to be restocked writes alist and takes it to the cooler, brigns back he needed supplies nad begins putting htem away*
[04-01:27] 9b9, ºLucien : *score... liquor, club,... this guy. What a dissapointment he must be and he loves it. He slips stands from his chair and walks towards the door*
[04-01:28] MSG: Nyte Wulf sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[04-01:28] MSG: Nyte Wulf sent a message to Kailynn Benson.
[04-01:29] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he leaves with him, headed down the road and then turns, making sure Luciens with him*
[04-01:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *doesn't say anything for a long time, because she didn't know what to say. She didn't want Dunstan to go away, even though she knew that he was dangerous, but he just didn't scare her. Then finally, in a reluctant manner, she speaks quietly* ...If that's what you want, I will...
[04-01:31] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((I need to restart. brb))
[04-01:32] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-01:33] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *sighs, the fight suddenly going out of him* I…god. If you don’t want to I don’t want to force you to…but I hate him. It’s just the way it is…and I think you should stay away from him, but you’re an adult. I’m not going to tell you what to do Kailynn. I’ll tell what I think….and maybe you could just ask him not to come near the room? *he can’t even believe he’s giving in so quickly and easily, but he didn’t want to cause her anymore pain than she’d already been in, and if she wanted to talk to the guy…he didn’t really think Dunstan was a threat to Kailynn, he just didn’t like him, but that happened when someone tried to kill you twice*
[04-01:36] JOIN: Sam Andrews has entered.
[04-01:37] 9b9, ºLucien : *and he is, poking along. He's excited, sure, but he's not usually one to be in any sort of hurry*
[04-01:37] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((yo, Sam))
[04-01:38] 7d0, Street Urchin: *laughs to herself softly....walking over to turn on the juke-box*
[04-01:38] fca, *Sam Andrews: ((*waves, then lurks for a bit*))
[04-01:38] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *its not like hes in a hurry.* so where are you from....... *he asks eventually*
[04-01:39] 7d0, Street Urchin: ((hello i dont think i am street urchin))
[04-01:39] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 11:39pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[04-01:40] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-01:40] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf: ((fixed it...i hope))
[04-01:40] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she didn't like being in the middle of this, but she'd put herself there the day that she didn't walk away and let Jaylin bleed in the street after Dunstan shot him* Give me a break, ok? He just brought me my clothes. *she steps away from him, going for the door to downstairs, but it's shut all the way. Knowing she can't open it like that, she stops dead and just closes her eyes. So much for a dramatic exit*
[04-01:41] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((you get booted after your handle is registered because when you came in with it, there was no password))
[04-01:41] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf: (((ahhh ok cool, ty for explaining))
[04-01:41] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((no problemo. You didn't do anything wrong, it's just what happens))
[04-01:42] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf: ((cool))
[04-01:42] EXIT: Nyte Wulf has left the chat ( 11:42pm, December 03 (CST) ).
[04-01:42] JOIN: Nyte Wulf has entered.
[04-01:43] 9b9, ºLucien : Italy. *said simply, like it was just around the corner. He doesn't return the question because, well frankly, he could really care less where this guy is from*
[04-01:45] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : Look…never mind. Just never mind okay? *runs a hand through his hair as he takes a deep breath* Never mind, your right, it was just clothes.
[04-01:46] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *its then silence for a while, thank the good lord the club is only four blocks from the coffee place and eventually they arrive there. its a spiffy one, and once they get in they are pounded with the throbbing sounds of music and the blantant use of drugs, along with flashing lights and the dawn that this is a gay/bi club mainly, with few women around.*
[04-01:47] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *one day, she's going to apologize for all of the intense mood swings she's put him through during all of this. She still looks at the door wen she speaks* Would you like to go downstairs and get smashed?
[04-01:49] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *and he doesn’t say anything for a moment. Say yes, or stick to the lie that he hasn’t been drinking? Maybe she knows and that’s what that means or maybe he’s just reading too much or maybe he isn’t. It’s hard to really say* I’m not…I’m not suppose to drink.
[04-01:49] 9b9, ºLucien : *he smiles, instantly feeling at home. He had no idea that they had clubs this hip outside of Europe. He doesn't immediately dive into the crowd, but instead takes the time to look it over, take it all in*
[04-01:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she doesn't know. She just wanted to be very drunk, since it's been a long time since she has been* Can you open the door for me so that I can?
[04-01:50] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *and while hes doing that song thin, tall male hangs on Garrett, he deals with the guy and ends up getting some nice pills.*
[04-01:50] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf : *gulps her drinka nd makes another one*
[04-01:52] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : Are you sure that’s a good idea? *not that he can really be more hypocritical then that, but hey, you have to stick to your lie, and even as he says it he walks over to open the door*
[04-01:52] 9b9, ºLucien : *he watches the exchange curiously for a moment, then loses interest and starts to weasel his way through the bodies. he's not ditching Garrett, but if Garrett doesn't follow, he'll have no trouble moving on*
[04-01:54] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he does after a second, kissing the guy in thanks and skittering off after Lucien.*
[04-01:55] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Not much of anything that I do is a good idea, but I'm getting a little sick of being sober. *it's on the tip of her tongue to say something like "you should know what that's like" but she doesn't. She just goes out the door, her hair making the back of her tank top wet*
[04-01:56] 9b9, ºLucien 
: *his skinny body dances with whoever rubs against it. he's not the best dancer in the world, but he's surely not the worst.*
[04-01:57] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *and he follows after her* I think that’s just part of the human condition. That part can go away though if you wait long enough
[04-01:58] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *smiles in spite of herself* You're just full of lecture tonight, aren't you? *surprisingly, she doesn't sound like it's irritating her too badly.
[04-01:58] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf : *perks up a bit and huffs lightly, waiting for the footsteps heard to bring the people(s) attached to them*
[04-01:59] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *hes been here so many times and people new him as one of the best dancer/grinders in the place, not only is he dancing with others but grinding against Lucien as well.*
[04-02:00] 9b9, ºLucien : *the quiet, mellow boy is just all smiles tonight, his eyes bright for the first time since he's left Italy*
[04-02:03] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : What can I say, I’m having one of my few and far between on days, I have enough off days to balance it out. Plus I have these lectures memorized from having heard them so many times.
[04-02:05] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *appears in the doorway to the bar and starts towards the stool* I'll just have one. I don't think my pride can handle you carrying me around again, anyway.
[04-02:06] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *He gives a grind to the boys backside playfully, this is what hes used to, what he loves and til he dies what he'll do*
[04-02:07] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : *just nods, but he stops short of sitting down at the bar himself, figuring that was a bad idea for him at the moment*
[04-02:08] 9b9, ºLucien : *leans back into the grind, all the while dancing his little heart out. His face is red, but somehow, not as sweaty as it should be.*
[04-02:10] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *growls, but its not heard with the loud pounding music, shit this is hell of fun with this boy*
[04-02:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she feels like a jerk... she is a jerk. She has no business drinking in front of an alcoholic who isn't drinking, so... she orders some juice, since caffiene won't help her with her sleep problems*
[04-02:14] 9b9, ºLucien : *but he doesn't want to expend all of his energy, but he'll certainly have to remember this place. He leans back, yelling near Garrett's ear* I'm ready to go.
[04-02:15] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: so soon? *he answers*
[04-02:16] 9b9, ºLucien : I don't want to get too tired.
[04-02:17] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: fine.. you want a drink before we go or would you like one at my place? *he asks as he moves them both closer to the front*
[04-02:17] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf : *pours out the lady some juice and hands it over to her*
[04-02:18] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : You’re going to get drunk on juice? *didn’t mean to be so sarcastic…but he couldn’t help it*
[04-02:18] 7d0, *Nyte Wulf : ((im out for awhile, will bbl))
[04-02:19] 9b9, ºLucien : *smirks playfully. Thinking it's pretty cute how presumptuous he is... even if he is right* Now.
[04-02:20] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: fine. *he answers moving that direction*
[04-02:21] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I changed my mind. *sips at the juice after smiling a little to the girl behind the bar... so, she's been replaced. Well, Harmonia has to do what she must*
[04-02:21] 9b9, ºLucien : *he follows, but of course, being the wine snob that he is, he doesn't want anything behind the bar. He stands, staring for a long time trying to find something, anything that looked appealing*
[04-02:22] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[04-02:23] JOIN: Jayde has entered.
[04-02:23] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : Okay…I’m not complaining or anything *adds that quickly, he doesn’t want to sound like that, and he really hadn’t meant it that way*
[04-02:23] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *vodka, wine coolers, brandy, whiskey, so many other mixed drinks.... blah blah*
[04-02:25] 9b9, ºLucien : *and he doesn't want any of it. He's trying really hard to keep from outright turning his nose up at it, but he just looks at Garrett and shakes his head*
[04-02:26] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he raises a brow..... oh well.. I guess that can be expected..* you wanna go then?
[04-02:27] 942, *Jaylin Anderson : You know what? I’m kinda tired…I think I’m going to head back upstairs and crash for the night.
[04-02:27] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she finishes her juice and heads back upstairs. She can get trashed when he's not with her*
[04-02:27] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*pops an 'Ok, I'll come too' in front of that post)
[04-02:30] 9b9, ºLucien : *just nods, figuring it would be pointless to try and scream over the music*
[04-02:31] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *nods and ushers the boy out into the cooler air, himself breathing a deep breath, its great but it gets to much*
[04-02:35] 9b9, ºLucien : *tags along, his sneakers good and broken in so that they don't make too much noise on the pavement* So, you're a wolf then? *randomly, out of the blue from this human boy*
[04-02:37] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *freeze... then turns his eyes to Lucien.* heh, er sure... on the prowl.* is mildly freaked out*
[04-02:38] 9b9, ºLucien : You know what I mean *there isn't any kind of smile, or hint that he's kidding.*
[04-02:40] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he raises a brow* what if I am
[04-02:41] 9b9, ºLucien : *shrugs, sticking his hands in his pockets. His eyes show no mischief or any other sign that he cares* I was just making conversation.
[04-02:42] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: thats a touchy subject to bring up, to just make conversation.* he steps closer to him, watching*
[04-02:48] 9b9, ºLucien : Why is it touchy? I never knew one that wasn't blantantly proud about it. Besides, it's obvious.
[04-02:50] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: sure its obvious.* he says in sarcasm.* most weres don't go being proud around humans.* he says, edging some closer*
[04-02:51] 9b9, ºLucien : *but Lucien doesn't step back. He's very interested in why this guy is so... like this* My mother is one, too. I just kind of know what to look for.
[04-02:53] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: your mother is one? who's pup are you then? *he asks, staring at him.*
[04-02:55] 9b9, ºLucien : I'm not a 'pup' *always hated that term* I said she was one, not me. It doesn't really matter who she is. *he shouldn't have brought it up, but for some reason, he'd really wanted this guy to know that he knew*
[04-02:58] JOIN: Sam Andrews has entered.
[04-02:58] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *he nods* not for me to know... *and he jumps slightly as his watch goes off* shit..* he mutter*
[04-02:59] 9b9, ºLucien : (*has to pause and go to bed. * can't believe how late/early I'm up. night guys!))
[04-03:00] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((just when I'm about to go IC, peeps leave! bah! fie on you! ;) ))
[04-03:00] EXIT: Lucien has left the chat ( 12:59am, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-03:00] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: (well I could always bring in a char for you sam ^_^)
[04-03:02] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((thanks, but I was just bitching to, well, be a bitch :) I'm trying to work the bugs out of a char sheet. maybe in a few, when I can get the shit to work))
[04-03:03] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: *nods* jusr tel me when, I'll dig a char up)
[04-03:03] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: er.. *hates spelling*)
[04-03:04] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((well, whatcha got to offer a gal? ))
[04-03:08] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: rm..... you want race or name?)
[04-03:10] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((*shrugs* Either or. What the hell, eh? ))
[04-03:13] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: hmm Vince : Vampire , Mordred : Vampire , Carne : Vampire , Jason Michels : Vampire , Greg : Were Panther , Frank : Vampire , Paul : Vampire , Lee : Were Tiger ))
[04-03:14] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((lol...so many choices, you choose...all I have in here is, well, Sam. I'm a one-trick pony))
[04-03:16] 8a3, Garrett Galloway: (*snickers* I'll play Paul .... Brb)
[04-03:19] EXIT: Garrett Galloway has left the chat ( 1:16am, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-03:19] JOIN: Paul Cantel has entered.
[04-03:20] 8a3, Paul Cantel: (okay who starts?)
[04-03:21] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((you...then I'll make an entrance... ;) ))
[04-03:23] 8a3, Paul Cantel: (oo yay, alrighty)
[04-03:25] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *He's currently in a club, a spiffy club and he sits drinking but not a double vodka, his messy hair as in pic is in his eyes, his pretty lips pressed thoughtfully as he watches all the people.*
[04-03:31] fca, *Sam Andrews : *and lookie there, so is the scrawney little loud mouth, who is currently sitting at the bar, fighting with the bartender, who is not the regular bartender, obviously, because he wont serve her booze**you see, he believes her id to be a fake, which it isn't, it's not her fault she will eternally look two young to drink* Look, dude, I have no fucking clue what your problem is. I'm a regular, ask any of your other staff monkeys and they'll tell you that. Now gimmie my bottle of god damned Jack and leave me the hell alone! *the bartender hurries off to find his manager, and once his back is turned, Sam is up and over the bar in one fluid movement, grabs the bottle of jack, then slips back over, so fast if you blinked, you'd miss it, so most who saw the action shake it off as a trick of the strobe-lights**she quietly backs away from the bar and moves to a sofa along the back, just her and her favorite guy, Jack.*
[04-03:33] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *He'd watched the show, he was amused by it, so very amused, finally he took a draught from his drink, it wasn't really what he wanted but hell, current life sucked monkey nuts so what did it matter.*
[04-03:36] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she tucked her chuck taylor clad feed up under her, sitting indian style on the sofa, and pulled out the nozzle from the bottle of jack**only half full, but it was better than nothing**and when taken with what she had in her pocket, it would most certianly do the job she hoped it would*
[04-03:39] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *He watches her with unnaturally pale blue eyes, hes oh say.... two comfy chairs away from her.. hes not blantant in his watching, but hes noticable.*
[04-03:41] fca, *Sam Andrews : *as unnaturally pale as his eyes are, her's are just as unnaturally bright, a bright electric blue that is capable of pericing through the dark atmosphere of the club**she looks up at him, having felt his eyes on her**she downs a few pills and swallows a few gulps of whiskey, then narrows her eyes as she watches him, giving him a "what?" expression*
[04-03:44] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *he just smiles to her, idly showing a pill between his thumb and index finger, which is clear exctasy or some such, one of five on the table, and he pops it into his mouth, downing a bit of his drink*
[04-03:45] 8a3, Paul Cantel: (table by him*)
[04-03:45] EXIT: Nyte Wulf has left the chat ( 12:18am, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-03:48] fca, *Sam Andrews : Monkey see, monkey do. Ha ha. Funny. *she says the following without the slightest bit of humor, obviously bitter tonight about something**she had an edge all the time, and a mouth that even a drunkin' sailor would cringe at, but tonight she was being a bitch, even by her standards*
[04-03:50] 8a3, Paul Cantel: (oh yay I get the bitchy bitchy my first time playing with her ^^) *he hears her quite clearly, hmm that'd been the forth pill he'd taken and it hadn't done a thing..... he thinks next time he'll try viagra....*
[04-03:54] fca, *Sam Andrews : **for shits and giggles***Auspex was a trickey thing when one is high and drunk, and by mistake she catches the tail end of the Viagra thought, by mistake, of course, and busts out laughing so hard she cant help but draw attention to herself**so she has a crass sense of humor and sex jokes are always good*
[04-04:00] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *annnd there you go, he smirks, clearlyy uneffected and just amused at the world, her especially, funny chylde.. *
[04-04:01] fca, *Sam Andrews : Viagra. *she says with a laugh and looks at him* Funny guy, aren't you. *and he hasn't said a word yet, which was ok, because Sam talked too much for her own good sometimes*
[04-04:03] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *his beautiful mouth finally opens to speak.* yes, I'm laughable.... looks like one of us needs a pick me up, doesn't seem to be you.....
[04-04:07] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she smirks* I might have the band-aid that'll fix you up quick. In need of anything particular? *sam combs a hand back through her length of dirty blonde, cherry red tipped hair**she was quite hip to the drug trafficing in LA, as it was her only means of what one could call an income, besides her trust fund, which was hard as hell to get into*
[04-04:08] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *he grins* got any coke?
[04-04:11] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she simply nods once, then picks up her bottle and moves to occupy the seat next to him*
[04-04:13] 8a3, Paul Cantel: oh? *is all he asks*
[04-04:15] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she smirks and tips back the bottle, taking a long pull* What'll you give me for it?
[04-04:16] 8a3, Paul Cantel: hmm drug trade, sex trade or money trade... *he ponders*
[04-04:20] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she smirks and kicks her feet up on the chair next to hers while he makes up his mind, taking another pull from her bottle as her cat like eyes watch the goings on around her with a faint hint of paranoia*
[04-04:20] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((*does a lot of effin smirking, makes a note to use another word in the future*))
[04-04:22] 8a3, Paul Cantel: which would you prefer? *he asks, he'll do anything for coke.*
[04-04:26] fca, *Sam Andrews : Cash, if you've got it. Where as I do fuck guys I dont know on a regular basis, it's never been in exchange for drugs. Wait, no, it's never been in exchange for me giving the drugs. Damn. Nevermind. How much you want?
[04-04:28] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *he laughs at this.* I just need enough to get a trip. hmm what about cash and sex *he grins*
[04-04:32] fca, *Sam Andrews : Better be throwing in the sex as a freebie, 'cause I gotta make rent. *she smirks, then slips a hand into the pocket of her jeans and pulls out a tightly packed baggie, with enough powder in it to do several lines**she has it positoned in her hand so only he and she can see the goods, getting busted by the cops would make the night just not fun, not fun at all*
[04-04:33] 8a3, Paul Cantel: well sure why not.*he answers* hmm how much you want?
[04-04:37] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she clutches the baggie in a fist as she finishes off the bottle of Jack* Fifty, and another bottle of booze. *she sets the bottle infront of her on the table* Deal?
[04-04:40] 8a3, Paul Cantel: hmm sure.* he answers going and getting a nices full bottle and coming back handing it to her and digging fifty out of his pocket and discretely handing it over*
[04-04:42] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she takes the fifty, using slight of hand it vanishes someplace, oooh, magic trick! then slides a hand down his thigh and drops the baggie between his legs* Enjoy.
[04-04:43] 8a3, Paul Cantel: I will.8 he answers, managing to get it to his pocket without anyone anble to see hmm thats just him, and he sits back.*
[04-04:45] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she cracks open the new bottle of jack and sits back as well, feet still up on the chair next to her as she tastes the whiskey as if it were wine* Ahh, a very good year. *she grins, as if it were an inside joke*
[04-04:46] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *he looks amused at her.* I'm sure
[04-04:50] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she looks around then sighs and stands up* Alright, this place blows. You can leave with me, or stick around. Either is cool, I just cant take the strobe lights any longer, and my ADD is fucking killing me.
[04-04:53] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *he grins* I'll go, its not like this place does anything for me.* he says, standing.*
[04-04:55] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she nods then leads him towards the door, walking right out with the open bottle, she could care less if they tried to stop her**she heads towards the parking lot and fishes out the keys to her mustang, and with a bleep-bleep, she unlocks it* My place or yours? *she says with a mischevious grin, then climbs into the drivers seat*
[04-04:59] 8a3, Paul Cantel: yours, mines currently not livable.* says with a little smirk, getting in the car with her*
[04-05:09] fca, *Sam Andrews : *laughs* We'll see if mine's much better. *she pulls out of the parking lot and heads towards the beach, not the type of driver to obey traffic laws, quite frankly, she couldn't give a shit about a stop light**eventually, they end up at an apartment building that overlooks the ocean, not in the best part of town, but you're paying for the view!**she parks the car in her spot then unlocks the doors and climbs out, heading towards the front door of the apartment building*
[04-05:11] 8a3, Paul Cantel: *follows at his lazy pace, a boy amble though hes got those leanings....*
[04-05:17] fca, *Sam Andrews : *she unlocks her door then starts up the stairs, eventually comes to a stop on the third floor, where she again keys a door and holds it open for him**inside is a typical twenty something's apartment, tv, stereo, fouton, etc. Sparse furniture, and it looked rather unlived in, for the most part, save the bedroom, which had been designated as such seeing at it was the only room in the house without a window* Home sweet home. There's a razor and mirror on the kitchen counter if you need them.
[04-05:18] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((shit, i just realized what time it is, and I have to hit the sac before my boy toy wakes up or he'll spend the entire day pouting, which will piss me off. can we just fade them or pause or something?))
[04-05:19] 8a3, Paul Cantel: (pause if you wish)
[04-05:20] fca, *Sam Andrews : ((thanks hon. my aim's to the right if you need it! *poofies*))
[04-05:20] EXIT: Sam Andrews has left the chat ( 3:20am, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-19:05] JOIN: Christelle has entered.
[04-19:07] EXIT: Christelle has left the chat ( 5:05pm, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-19:18] Chat cleared by Envy.
[04-20:34] JOIN: Paul Cantel has entered.
[04-20:59] 9b9, ºEnvy: yo, Paul *peers*
[04-21:42] EXIT: Paul Cantel has left the chat ( 6:34pm, December 04 (CST) ).
[04-21:44] JOIN: Garrett Galloway has entered.
[04-21:47] f77, Garrett Galloway: *He steps just a might closer to the boy.* You still want to head to my place? Since you know wolves can be a bit rough... *wolfy grin*
[04-21:51] 9b9, ºLucien : *lifts his long fingered spidery hand, and trails a finger up Garretts stomach until he's at the top of his chest, where he grabs a handfull of shirt. He gives it a good tug and leans in, planting his mouth roughly over the other boys for one hell of a traffic stopping kiss*
[04-21:51] 9b9, ºLucien : (puts color back)
[04-21:54] JOIN: Christelle Bonnet has entered.
[04-21:55] f77, Garrett Galloway: (ooo, naughty boy! haha!) *He's surprised by this, oh man is he ever. But he returns that kiss just as rough, then leans back, regarding the boy*
[04-21:55] 9b9, ºLucien : (*wave wave to Christelle* hey! if you want to get IC I can pull out another char super quick))
[04-21:56] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: ((*waves* I'm new here, I haven't RPed yet, so hey everybody.))
[04-21:56] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: ((Really? That'd be fun, thanks so much. That is if you're not too busy.))
[04-21:57] 9b9, ºLucien : *just shrugs, his pretty lips even more swollen* Doesn't seem to different than anyone else ((well, welcome! You can watch or... I dunno. like I said, I'm more than happy to whip out another char whenever you're ready))
[04-21:58] 9b9, ºLucien : ((nope! I'm so jacked up on headache meds! I can take on the world! would you like me to start?))
[04-21:58] f77, Garrett Galloway: (I can play too, guy or girl, hehe we both can ^_^) *he smirks.* good, then lets go* is all he says as he starts walking*
[04-21:58] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: ((I'm ready whenever you are. You'll have to go easy on me though... I'm not used to all the places yet. That'd be great, I'm still finding my way around.))
[04-21:59] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: ((*stabs pictures for not working*))
[04-22:00] 9b9, ºLucien : ((pft. that's fine. how about *sifts through places* a bar? is your char human or something else? (a little blurb in your profile would rock so that we don't have to ask all the time whenever you've got soe extra moments))
[04-22:01] 9b9, ºLucien : *he's so happy that he's created enough of a distraction for the guy to not bother him about who his mother is. He follows along, not taking him long to catch up, due to his long legs* How far is it?
[04-22:01] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet: ((Working on it right now. Yes... a boring lil' human.))
[04-22:02] f77, Garrett Galloway: (oh by the way would you reg my char love?) *he glances at him, hes not forgotten, but he won't press.. for now.* three blocks or so..* he answers*
[04-22:03] 9b9, ºLucien : ((m'kay. just a generic bar then, not BTD would prolly be best for the first time and of course, Savy love. prepare for the booting))
[04-22:04] 9b9, ºLucien : *nods, loving how short city blocks are* You were trying to intimdate me back there, weren't you? *narrows his eyes curiously... amused by the thought*
[04-22:06] f77, Garrett Galloway: *laughs* I don't think it'd work.* he answers* no I was just making sure you were up for it, since you seem to know... (thankies)
[04-22:08] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko 
: (*blows the dust off of this one*)) *stands behind the bar. She can't believe how slow it's been tonight... a Saturday night in downtown LA. She's stocked, moped, cleaned, washed classes, polished glasses... everything. Now, she's waiting for the pizzy guy to come*
[04-22:10] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : (*post for chain update*)
[04-22:11] 9b9, ºLucien : It's just not hard to tell. I wanted you to know that I knew so that you wouldn't waste your time trying to impress me.
[04-22:12] f77, *Garrett Galloway: Impress you? *he asks, amused, waiting at a stop light, then crossing the street.*
[04-22:13] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : *Words would not describe the anger she was feeling towards her friends. Who cancels plans 15 minutes in advance? The nerve! The blonde stormed in and sulkily took up residence by the bar, her bottom lip protruding poutily.*
[04-22:14] 9b9, ºLucien : With you... super human abilities and all of that bullshit. Or maybe just pretend that you were human. Either way, you don't have to do either because I know. *walks along not even glancing at him while he speaks*
[04-22:16] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : *naturally, a spurt of anger to this magnitude after such a quiet night would cause some confusion in the lovely bartender* Um... *smiles a little, since angry people are kind of funny to watch* What can I get you?
[04-22:18] f77, *Garrett Galloway: *He laughed.* oh yes like shifting crinos in certain areas? *he asks, snickering to himself a moment.* (profile testy*)
[04-22:21] 9b9, ºLucien : *then he smiles. He's very reserved about smiles, not really one to waste them* Something like that,
[04-22:22] f77, *Garrett Galloway: would you still mind? *he asks, amused*
[04-22:22] f77, *Garrett Galloway: kicks the 'still' out of there*)
[04-22:24] 9b9, ºLucien : Not necessarily, but don't expect me to think that you're Super-Man
[04-22:24] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : Oh, sorry. Hi... I'll just take a Long Island Iced Tea please. *She fished through her purse for her I.D.*
[04-22:25] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : *and Audrey waits for it... getting fired from here is the last thing she needs, even though it's not her primary job*
[04-22:26] f77, *Garrett Galloway: if you look at super man, he's got a big chest but starts shrinking at the waist.* he comments, just a half block to go*
[04-22:27] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : I always had a thing for Spider-Man, myself. *it was the girlie figure, the agility. Oh, to be Spider-Man*
[04-22:28] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : *The blonde finally produced her diamond encrusted wallet, revealing her driver's license that proved she was indeed 21 on the dot.*
[04-22:28] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : *Faux diamond!*
[04-22:30] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : Ah *smiles, friendly and genuine* Happy Birthday. *pulls down a tall glass and mixes the drink, quite well, since it's one of her personal favorites. She tosses down a coaster, then puts the drink on it* You get two on the house for the occasion.
[04-22:32] f77, *Garrett Galloway: now theres a guy who could show you a good time..* he says, and he points to a old brick building, it looks old but not bad, and he walks over unlocking the front door and heading up to his apartment, bidding Lucien follow*
[04-22:32] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : Aww, thank you. You don't have to. *Christelle smiled sweetly at the stranger.* I've drinken before though, I'll have you know.
[04-22:34] 9b9, ºLucien : *and he does* I've been told that I'm the next best thing *playfully cocky*
[04-22:35] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : It's the places rule... gift. Whatever you want to call it, not mine. *winks, just as the blesses pizza guy walks in* They want to hook you. *she pulls few bills out of her back pocket and forks them over to the pizza guy. She does her ritualistic smelling of the pizza through the box before she sets it on the bar*
[04-22:37] f77, *Garrett Galloway: We'll see about that.* he smirks, two flights and they are to his place, which he easily opens and flicks on a light showing a spacey livingroom with various music things, a tv and a couch, then a little kitchen and a door to a bedroom and bath*
[04-22:40] 9b9, ºLucien : *loves that this guy is so cocky... every bit as cocky as he is. Lucien stands just inside the doorway, looking around* Do you have coffee? *sure, he just downed two before, but he's thinking he'll need another good jolt*
[04-22:40] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : *Staring curiously at the stranger, she sips on her iced tea silently.* I like my pizza with extra cheese.
[04-22:41] f77, *Garrett Galloway: yup.* he answers and throws his keys on the couch, kicking his shoes off and striding to the kitchen*
[04-22:41] 9b9, ºLucien : *opens the box and grins* Extra cheese is the only topping I get. *leans on her elbows as she picks up one, stringy piece* Would you like some? I can't eat it alone.
[04-22:43] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : I'd love to. Thanks. *Her cell phone blasted out Jingle Bells just at that moment.* Hold that thought. Hello? *She answers her phone... blah blah blah.*
[04-22:43] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : (wish I'd stop doing that!) *opens the box and grins* Extra cheese is the only topping I get. *leans on her elbows as she picks up one, stringy piece* Would you like some? I can't eat it alone
[04-22:44] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : *After a brief, annoyed conversation, she finally hangs up and rolls her eyes dramatically.* Sorry, I've got to head on out, I think my friends are throwing me a surprise party I think.
[04-22:44] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : ((Wow, take out a think.)
[04-22:44] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : ((It was great to meet ya'll, but I must be a good sister and share the computer with my brother.))
[04-22:45] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : Have fun. Remember I owe you a drink when you come back *takes a huge bite of the pizza*
[04-22:45] 9b4, *Christelle Bonnet : ((Hope you guys have a good night! Hopefully we can RP again sometime. Thanks for being so friendly.))
[04-22:45] 9b9, ºAudrey Hishiko : ((night! thanks for popping in))
[04-22:46] f77, *Garrett Galloway: (*wonders if you'll leave the chars picture behind so she can drool*)
[04-22:46] 9b9, ºLucien : *the kid sits on the couch, picking up the remote and flips on the t.v. making himself right at home*
[04-22:48] f77, *Garrett Galloway: *he makes the coffee, strong. and the tv has about every channel, I wonder how a singer can have money and not be a drug dealer ^^'*
[04-22:49] 9b9, ºLucien : ((Robin the Rockstar says that all musicians have other jobs unless they're SUPER rich, marry someone who is, or free load. If they say otherwise, they're lying lol)) *he lounges, his long legs stretched out in front of him as he flip flip flips*
[04-22:51] f77, *Garrett Galloway: (heh yeah ^_^) *he gets a mug out.* do you want creamer?* he calls*
[04-22:54] 9b9, ºLucien : No. Just black. *he likes to totally assault his taste buds every now and then
[04-22:56] f77, *Garrett Galloway: *he gets his mug out and pours them both a large bit of steamy caffiene, then walks back over and hands it to the boy*
[04-22:57] 9b9, ºLucien : *and he takes it, sipping it quite intenstly for it being so hot*
[04-22:58] f77, *Garrett Galloway: *He sits down by him, leaning back, tapping the side of his mug with his nails, relaxing*
[04-23:01] 9b9, ºLucien : *bites his full bottom lip, kind of proud of himself for he awkward moment that he's creating*
[04-23:05] f77, *Garrett Galloway: *oh hes, not awkward, hes just trying to get his mind straight, busy night.. after he takes a sip of his coffee, he turns his head to Lucien.*..... how long have you been in the city.* he asks, just now wondering*
[04-23:07] 9b9, ºLucien : ((oh my god.... my vcr just ate my Nightmare Before Christmas tape *stares in complete horror*))
[04-23:07] f77, *Garrett Galloway: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
[04-23:07] 9b9, ºLucien : *laughs, well, more like a chuckle* Is that what you brought me up here for?
[04-23:08] 9b9, ºLucien : ((what am I going to DOOOO! How could it do this to me! Fucking piece of shit!))
[04-23:09] f77, *Garrett Galloway: (I'm so sorry would you like me to kill your vcr? ) no but I'd like to know anyway.* he says, standing.*
[04-23:10] 9b9, ºLucien : (yes... well... I guess now I can ask for it on DVD))
[04-23:10] 9b9, ºLucien : About a week. *giving as little information as possible*
[04-23:12] f77, *Garrett Galloway: (yes... ) hmm so forth coming aren't we? *he says wryly before going into his bedroom.* don't mind me I'm going to get a shower.
[04-23:13] 9b9, ºLucien : Didn't I answer your question? *calls after him* I've been here for 8 days, 10 hours, and 15 minutes.
[04-23:15] f77, *Garrett Galloway: thats better* same sarcasm he calls from his room, then he moves into the bathroom, lweaving the door partly open, and the water starts running a moment later*
[04-23:22] Chat cleared by Lucien.
[05-00:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: lurks
[05-10:00] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[05-10:01] 352, ºCecile DeMornay: I`m back, but all of my pictures are on the now-gone laptop ... I`ll have to take some time and get them all back again.
[05-10:05] 352, ºCecile DeMornay: *Flits about, reads logs*
[05-13:15] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[05-14:57] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[05-15:07] 9b9, ºEnvy: *pounces on Cecile*
[05-15:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: *goes to write paper.... bbl*
[05-16:20] JOIN: Garrett Galloway has entered.
[05-16:21] 9b9, ºEnvy: *peers*
[05-16:25] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[05-16:28] 352, ºLucreccia: (*Molestations and hugs and kisses annnnnnnnnnnd ... skittles! Lemon skittles for Garrett!*
[05-16:29] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: thankies love! *munches*)
[05-16:31] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-16:32] 9b9, ºEnvy: *whines some more about the paper* and I have so many... two in that class, but I just get so BORED!
[05-16:33] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 2:31pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-16:37] 352, ºLucreccia: It`s Economics. I can`t blame you for being bored with that!
[05-16:37] 9b9, ºEnvy: *dies*
[05-16:37] 352, ºLucreccia: *revives with ... DRIED MANGOES!*
[05-16:38] 9b9, ºEnvy: mmmmmmm dried mangoes!
[05-16:47] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-16:47] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 2:47pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-16:49] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *sigh*
[05-16:56] 9b9, ºEnvy: *is yappin' on the phone*
[05-16:58] 352, ºLucreccia: JIGGLY BUTT!!!!!!!
[05-17:02] 9b9, ºEnvy: lol@peanut
[05-17:04] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: hehe... I said attention disofficer, disofficer attention deficit disorder, with the things, and apearently I'm not paying atention, what were you saying? HI! *snicker*
[05-17:05] 352, ºLucreccia: *eyes* How many times have you watched that?
[05-17:05] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: um.. I'm ranging thirty times ^^'
[05-17:06] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: for that one nuts to you
[05-17:08] 352, ºLucreccia: You`re a fuckin`freatk .... but I`m sure you have a pill for that too!
[05-17:10] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: Well, he... he is right, though. It did kind of hurt my feelings because he doesn't really like me because I'm always talking about my pills. BUT, not a problem! Because I got the little tiny pills that I... take, to cure my depression, life is sometimes sad, and a purple pill makes it all better.
[05-17:11] 352, ºLucreccia: LOL *Just dies*
[05-17:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: OK! off the phone. let's PLAY!
[05-17:12] 352, ºLucreccia: I`ve been without sugar for weeks now ... as in candy and stuff ... and I still crave it. I thought this would stop after a while.
[05-17:12] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *snickers* hehe
[05-17:12] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: aww darn!
[05-17:12] 9b9, ºEnvy: without sugar *blink blink* what kind of life is that to live?
[05-17:12] 352, ºLucreccia: YAY! *Dances with Garr and Env!*
[05-17:12] 352, ºLucreccia: It`s horrible, I tell you!
[05-17:13] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *licks* poor baby!
[05-17:14] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: okay does anyone want me to play anything or shoudl I just watch for a little while? *is fine either way*
[05-17:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: whatever you want to do, precious!
[05-17:15] 352, ºLucreccia: You two start. I need to make bottles. I`ll weasle in a while from now.
[05-17:15] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *makes manda decide*
[05-17:17] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *doesn't know what to do!!!! *whine... maybe she'll make an entrance later*
[05-17:18] 9b9, ºLucien: *comes out of the movie theater. not looking any more enlightented than when he went in. He sticks his hands in his green cargo pants, baggy, but not hiding how thin he is, and strolls down the street*
[05-17:24] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *And he himself is just coming out of a cd shop near the theater, looking over a few new cds he'd gotten, his pink and black hair mussy*
[05-17:27] 9b9, ºLucien: *Lucien knows who this figure is in front of him. With a few, long legged steps, he's right behind him. He roughly digs into Garrett's back pocket and snatches his wallet out. Not trying to be slick or sneaky... but for attention*
[05-17:29] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *His head shoots up and he turns around.* Lucien! *He yells, angry but happy at the same time*
[05-17:34] 9b9, ºLucien: *taps Garrett's nose with his own wallet, then hands it back to him* You should be more careful.
[05-17:36] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: you should keep your hands to yourself.* he answers with a growl, taking the wallet and rewarding the boy with an ass grope and a hard kiss*
[05-17:38] 9b9, ºLucien: mmm *licks his lips after the kiss, those full, pouty lips* Yes... I suppose I should.
[05-17:39] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: at least when it comes to wallets.* he jokes, putting that back into his pocket, and letting his tongue flick over Luciens full lip a moment.*
[05-17:41] 9b9, ºLucien: I gave it back. *smiles playfully*
[05-17:42] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *he grins* you knew you'd better.* he smirks, flickin him on the chest*
[05-17:43] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[05-17:44] 9b9, ºLucien: *he obviously didn't learn his lesson, since his long fingers reach over and snatch the cds from his hand* Wha'd you get?
[05-17:45] 352, ºLucreccia: *she slithers down the Los Angeles street, silent and nearly invisible as she caters to the shadows. In this town, there are so many. Long hair is left to flow, and she`s clad as she was the evening before: something Lucien would be shocked to see her in. A green silk dress, no longer than her high thigh, tight as her skin, and strapless. A highly expensive towel. She meanders this way and that, not looking for Lucien. Yet, to her pleasant surprise, there he is! A few blocks up - his scent, among other things, gives him away to her. She takes her time in approaching, not wishing to startle him*
[05-17:46] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: gah boy! *he growls, but he lets him.* well snatchy fingers look yourself *NIN, Celldweller, SuperTramp, Nocturne*
[05-17:47] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: (put that under Lucc's post*)
[05-17:48] 9b9, ºLucien: *makes a face and hands it all back to him* Ugh. keep it.
[05-17:49] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *laughs, but pauses, he smells something....... and it makes him almost whimper.*
[05-17:51] 9b9, ºLucien: *doesn't smell a damned thing, so he's quite confused at the reaction* What? I just have better taste than you. Nothing to be ashamed of.
[05-17:51] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: (*test*)
[05-17:51] 352, ºLucreccia: *Downwind, she catches Garrett`s scent, too. A growl, allbeit faint, slithers from her throat. A block away now, she makes herself visible. Had she not had the scars, the tattoos, the gleaming eyes ... well, she could be any hollywood bombshell. Those things, however, give her away to those who know to look, as something not entirely human. Her fists curl and release, itching for her katana already*
[05-17:54] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: sure you do.* he says slowly, trying not to react, this lone glasswalker is unarmed but tattoed and scarred, he turns to look.*
[05-17:55] 9b9, ºLucien: *when Garrett turns his head, Lucien leans in to kiss him, but he kisses the very corner of his lips, not full on.... he'd been waiting for a distraction so he could do that*
[05-17:57] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *and that kinda catches him off guard, and for just a second forgets about the scent*
[05-17:58] 352, ºLucreccia: What the hell are you doing? *is her isntant reaction. The boy`s senses are dulled; she`s a few feet away and he hasn`t even turned to look at her. Arms cross about her chest, under her breasts, but her eyes don`t linger on Lucien long, though the accusation is for him. She studies Garrett calmly; her split vision (half-umbral, half physical), allows her to see exactly what he is*
[05-17:59] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *Hes just a wolf, he doesn't have anything special, he freezes, then turns arounf anf looks at the woman fully, Luccrecia....... *
[05-18:01] 9b9, ºLucien: *turns too when he hears her voice, he definately looks surprised to see her... and like this, but not guilty* Talking about music with my friend. What are you doing?
[05-18:02] 352, ºLucreccia: Oh. *she smiles broadly, then. All suspicion evaporates; she`s terribly ignorant on modern culture and the swing of sexuality these days. She`s not old, just naive, and out of the loop. She rests long hands on her hips and shrugs* Walking. *her heels are high and stiletto* What`s it matter to you?
[05-18:04] 9b9, ºLucien: *just stares at her... she couldn't have believed him. He wasn't even trying to lie* I um... it doesn't.
[05-18:04] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *and then his watch beeps, and he thinks thank you Gaia, * sorry Lucien* he says quickly* but band... and... yeah..* he starts backing away.* I'll catch up with you later......
[05-18:05] 9b9, ºLucien: *frowns when he looks at Garrett... of course he'd run off.. coward.* yeah. later
[05-18:05] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway: *gone*
[05-18:07] 352, ºLucreccia: Run away, little pup .... *she laughs softly as Garrett makes an escape, pulling her fingers through her shimmering hair and watching her son intently* Hope I didn`t ... ruin ... anything. *she can see the glimmer in Lucìen`s eyes. It speaks of affection; his father looked on her that way once, even more intensely so. Her brow furrows, and she glares at him. Wondering, suddenly ... had that been a kiss she`d caught the end of? What the ...?* Is he just a friend?
[05-18:09] 9b9, ºLucien: Not even that, really. I don't even know his name. I was about to get it when you scared him off. *he's not lying at all, but he's waiting for her to get a little more riled up*
[05-18:10] 352, ºLucreccia: So do you make a habit of kissing strangers? *her brows raise, and her hands tighten on her waist. What is her son? IS he her son? What is this? If only he`d gotten the Gene ... what had his grandmother been showing him on TV and in books? Oh, Gaia ..*
[05-18:12] 9b9, ºLucien: Well, I don't like to let a good opportunity pass me by. I'm sure you can understand. What are you doing in the city anyway. You hate the city.
[05-18:15] 352, ºLucreccia: I came to see Gerald, and stop flipping subjects. An opportunity? So, you`re with men regularly, then? *she closes the five feet between them with barely two steps; she leaves a few inches for personal space. Nearly eye-to-eye, there`s that glow to her eyes that speaks more volumes of her anger and confusion than yelling could ever do. Her voice is an appropriate level for their proximity to each other* Are you a homosexual? Or are you one of those new ones ... what`s the word ... bi? *she doesn`t mean to sound ignorant, or mean, or racist against his orientation, she`s just not sure about what the hell is going on. Boys like girls, girls like boys. Though there were those few Garou .. mostly Fianna, that were into that kind of thing. His Grandfather on his Father`s side was a twice-removed Kinfolk from a Fianna ..*
[05-18:17] 9b9, ºLucien: *just grins* Call it whatever you want, mother. I fuck anything that's interested *that's not true in the slightest, but he is a great looking kid and he's taken advantage of it quite a few times*
[05-18:20] 352, ºLucreccia: *she steps back and glowers at him* I should have kept you with me. Maybe you wouldn`t have turned out such a whore. *the words are out before she can stop them, as usual. But, he`s painting the picture of himself, she`s just interpeting it. Her arms cross again, and she turns her eyes from him to some distant point* You are more like your father and grandmother than you can know. It`s remarkable. I wonder sometimes if I gave birth to you or if my son was stolen at birth and replaced.
[05-18:22] 9b9, ºLucien: *but it was the reaction he'd been going for* Do you honestly expect me to be like you? I hardly know you.
[05-18:24] 352, ºLucreccia: I never said I wanted you to like me. We`re not talking about me, here, we`re talking about you. *Interesting scene ... a high-class looking hooker, talking to a skinny, wirey boy, that bares her no more resemblance than his eyes. She sighs, exasperated* This is just something I never expected. Fine, take planes and cars and smoke and drink and kill yourself a hundred other ways, but this? It would have been nice to be a grandmother someday. Perhaps if you`d given me half a chance, with all the time we were in that Garden, you might have gotten to know me a little better. You didn`t see fit to take that opportunity, did you?
[05-18:27] 9b9, ºLucien: I... can't believe you *just shakes his head* First of all, you're right. That guy *points in the direction that Garrett disappeard into* along with all of the others, have nothing to do with you. I don't hate you, mother. Why are you trying so hard to make me?
[05-18:30] 352, ºLucreccia: I just don`t understand, Lucien! Can you credit me that? I don`t live in this world! *she spreads her arms to the city* As you so aptly pointed out, I hate it! I just don`t understand what this man to man relationship is all about. *her shoulders slump as her arms drop to the side. She`s still fuming, but this is hardly the place to become furious. She waves in the direction she came from* Coffee? Maybe you can enlighten me. It`s this city, with its Taint. I feel filthy, which doesn`t help my temper.
[05-18:32] 9b9, ºLucien: Fine. You're such a drama queen. Let's get coffee. *is not looking forward to this, not in the slightest. Moments like these were why he never whined too much about her not being in his life more*
[05-18:34] 352, ºLucreccia: Oh, shove it. You are too, you just have no pride in it, so you keep it locked away. *she wants pockets, to stuff her hands in. Instead she just balls them at her sides and starts toward a shop she saw a few blocks down. Her voice never rose; how was she a drama queen? Another strange city-thing*
[05-18:36] 9b9, ºLucien: We've already established that you know nothing about me or my life... can we just move on? *walks, not sounding bitter... just not liking to defend himself*
[05-18:36] 9b9, ºLucien: We've already established that you know nothing about me or my life... can we just move on? *walks, not sounding bitter... just not liking to defend himself*
[05-18:41] 352, ºLucreccia: Fine. Then there`s no reason to be here. You won`t enlighten me, even take the time to explain, which isn`t asking much, but you expect me to understand. *She stops in her tracks and watches him, frustrated and, yes, angry*
[05-18:42] 9b9, ºLucien: *stops in his tracks and turns to look at her* Just... stop assuming, ok? *keeps forgetting that he's not dealing with a rational person*
[05-18:44] 352, ºLucreccia: *not rational at all. It`s the Rage, and having to constantly damper it, keep it sealed up in places like this. She`s been here too long already* And what should I do, then?
[05-18:46] 9b9, ºLucien: Shut up so I can talk. *he does have pockets, and he sticks his hands in them. He waits for her to decide, knowing she's not happy and that he's pushing her*
[05-18:48] 352, ºLucreccia: *he never has been polite. Even she is polite, when called to be. She doesn`t open her mouth, simply standing there, waiting*
[05-18:51] 9b9, ºLucien: *oh, he can be... but sometimes when politeness fails, you just need to cut the bullshit* I just do what feels right. Last night, it was that guy. I don't know who it'll be tomorrow. I'm not here to just reproduce.
[05-18:53] 352, ºLucreccia: No shit. *she mutters. Do what feels right ... maybe he has more instinct than she gave him credit for. Somewhat grudgingly* Then follow that ... *She reaches out, taps his heart* If it leads you to men, then so be it. Just give me a chance to get used to the concept.
[05-18:55] 9b9, ºLucien: *rubs the area where she taped him, with a feigned disgusted face* Christ, mom. We're talking about sex, not matters of the heart.
[05-18:57] JOIN: Elmster has entered.
[05-18:59] 352, ºLucreccia: *she shrugs faintly* Whatever. Your bed isn`t my concern, at the end of the day. *she turns and heads away from him, long hair swirling in a chilly December breeze ... chilly for Lucreccia, at any rate. She curls arms around her abdomen, and seeks a restaurant or shop to enter until the breeze dies down*
[05-19:01] 325, Elmster: **he begins to roam abut this new place, his eyes wandering from left .He is looking for an old "friend" having heard she tarveled here**
[05-19:01] 9b9, ºLucien: *just rolls his eyes since that'd been what he was trying to tell her in the first place*
[05-19:03] 352, ºLucreccia : *if he`s anywhere within a mile of her, she`ll feel his presence, and feel it strongly. Her head rises, and turns from right to left, scanning with Umbral sight his whereabouts. Interesting. He`s absolutely the last person she expected to encounter ever again in her life*
[05-19:05] JOIN: Alison Renae has entered.
[05-19:05] 325, Elmster: **he continues to roam, he looks about him, his Aura Percpetion kicking in, he spots 2 Garu, one of them he reconizes**Its her**he begins to walk twards her**
[05-19:06] 9b9, ºEnvy: (*lurks like a good Master should*)
[05-19:07] 352, ºLucreccia : *recognizing his spiritual signature, which even in vampires is unique, she heads in his direction. Just mystified that he`s still alive. Wondering if he`ll be curious as to her own state of life, considering she was dead not long ago. She almost smiles at the thought of him ... almost*
[05-19:09] 325, Elmster: **he pauses about 50 ft from her, just enough to see her figure outline the streets. A smile spreads across his face as the rummors are true, she still lives**
[05-19:11] 352, ºLucreccia : *she hasn`t changed, not much anyway. Though tonight, a rare night, she`s clad in tight green silk which does wonders to her figure, normally hidden beneath a teeshirt and jeans. There are a few more lines about her eyes, new scars, another tattoo. She continues, closing the space between them, until she`s a yard away, no closer* Elmster Wintersky ... how I never thought to see you again.
[05-19:14] 325, Elmster: and I you**his apparnce hasnt changed, though his postion inside the Cammarlia has. He still remains smiling, a tear shedding from his right eye**I thought you had died..
[05-19:16] 352, ºLucreccia : I was indeed dead, yes. *if there is coolness in her voice and distance in her demeanor, it is only because she is scared to be so near to him again. The conditions of her Rebirth shiver up her spine; she is pushing the boundaries of those conditions even now, just seeing him. Her heart beats a little faster, but she keeps all other emotions under lock and key. Death has a way of teaching such discipline* I thought you would die.
[05-19:19] 325, Elmster: **he shakes his head**No... I just got my old punishment like before.. my lips were sealed by Elisa Braddock again... but eventualy I was let go again... I am sorry I didnt come for you quicker**he shakes his head**I was afraid that you really were still dead and they were just rummors....
[05-19:22] 352, ºLucreccia : Ah, so it`s started. I was wondering how long it would take before I was spotted. I`m surprised your dear Elisa hasn`t sent something after me to make sure I stay dead this time. Don`t appologize for not finding me; at first, I didn`t want to be found. So I hope you`ve been well, at least, in these months past. *another wind, and she fights to keep the goosebumps from puckering on her pale skin. Why hand`t she brought a coat? So impratical in the city; she forgets she can`t just put on her furr*
[05-19:24] 325, Elmster: **he removes his long coat and offers it to her**No.. elisa no longer fallows me like a hound dog.. appaerntly the counsl has her busiy enough.... So how have you been doing?
[05-19:26] 352, ºLucreccia : *hesitantly, she takes the coat; even at her height, her slim form is dwarfed under the fabric. She huddles into it, finding herself stepping a bit closer to him* Thank you, for the coat ... as for how I`ve been? I`ve been doing what I was born to do, Elmster, and doing it to the best of my ability. There hasn`t been much else but that. Regrettably.
[05-19:28] 352, ºLucreccia : (brb)
[05-19:29] 352, ºLucreccia : (back)
[05-19:30] 325, Elmster: **he sighs**I see... so.. I am probly the last person you want to see as of now.. I wish not to hurt you again**he looks back up to her**It hurt when you died.. and I dont want you to go through that again...**he steps back**((WB))
[05-19:33] 352, ºLucreccia : *She reaches out and touches his arm, just faintly, fingertips warm but soft in their caress* Elmster, it didn`t hurt as much as you might have thought. I still resent that what I am makes it nearly impossible for me to follow my heart to where it once belonged ... *her hand drops away from him; green eyes gaze into his face, bright and shimmering with moisture. She does still feel for him, and strongly* If there were a way for it to go unkown ... but the moment I allow myself to feel what I desire most to, is the moment I have forsaken my People. It`s asking a lot. *her smile is sad, and it`s clear in her face that she never stopped thinking of him. What a dangerous game she`s playing!*
[05-19:38] 325, Elmster: **he nods slowing, only wishing to ebrace her once again**I know that pain too... Our worlds forbid us from one another andthere is little to do but try and hide our truth....**he shakes his head, a tear rolling down his cheak**Because peering eyes arent far away when we are together...
[05-19:42] 352, ºLucreccia : *she glances about her shoulder out of habit; still something she hasn`t lost, not since their last attempt at this* Come ... there is perhaps one place, where my kind and yours are always together, and there is no taboo. Believe it or not, it`s a bar. *she smiles softly, and offers her hand to him. The bar, called The Before The Dawn, is actually only a few blocks away. Her eyes plead with him, to take the chance*
[05-19:44] 325, Elmster: **he steps quickly by her side, grasping her hand firmly**please.. lead the way**a gentle smile now appears on his face**
[05-19:46] 352, ºLucreccia : *knowing he can keep up, she makes quick work of the three or so blocks to the bar, not lingering outside but pulling him straight in. She finds them a booth and slides in, patting the seat next to her. There`s nothing out of the ordinary about the bar, except perhaps the uncommonly pale or scarred flesh of the average patron* Sit, please.
[05-19:47] JOIN: Garrett Galloway has entered.
[05-19:48] 325, Elmster: **he slides down next to her, his eyes scanning the room catiously, unsure of this new place**So.... who made this place?**he turns back twards her after assuring no one threating is about them**
[05-19:54] 352, ºLucreccia : I don`t know. The spot itself has been a safehaven for generations, from what sources tell me. The pale ones, of course, are your kind ... scarred, are mine. *her hand hasn`t left his, and her coated shoulder rests against his own. Her heart beats quickly, fingers tightly curled around his. She leans in, and kisses the side of his mouth gently* I have missed you, there is no doubt of that.
[05-19:58] 325, Elmster: **he turns twards her, his fingers rubbing gently against hers**And I you...**he kisses her upon her lips. A feeling surges though his body that hasnt been felt in a while. Any Vampire within the haven will notice himfrom his sudden flair**
[05-20:02] 352, ºLucreccia : *she leans into the sweet feel of his lips; she forgot how much she adored their feel. She smiles against his mouth and touches his cheek, trying to soothe his flair, calm it some. With supreme control, she keeps from surging similarly, keeping her lips firmly against hers*
[05-20:06] 325, Elmster: **he wrapshis arms about her waist, pulling way from the kiss. His eyes lock with hers, a smile that cannot be dimmed strechs his lips out. He begins to take control, his aura seping back down**How I have prayed for that again for so long....
[05-20:08] 352, ºLucreccia : As have I, to whomever would listen. But I must ask, my netorious dear, how many women have you courted since my disappearance? Last I heard, there were quite a few Wintersky women about. *she asks playfully, but she is genuinely curious. If she`s going to do this, she`s doing it without fearing being left*
[05-20:10] EXIT: Garrett Galloway has left the chat ( 5:47pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-20:10] JOIN: Lane has entered.
[05-20:11] 325, Elmster: **he shakes his head*8I have had none sense you.. It might be one of my brothers of sisters... there is to many of us**He smiles, his hand tracing about her waist gently**
[05-20:11] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-20:11] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 6:11pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-20:12] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-20:12] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 6:12pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-20:13] JOIN: Sacha has entered.
[05-20:13] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-20:14] 352, ºLucreccia : *she shrugs off his heavy coat, where it puddles around her on the booth. She leans forward and presses her forehead to his* So may I take your name again, or would you rather I not? It can be just between us ...
[05-20:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: (I've gtg for a bit. bbl))
[05-20:15] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 6:13pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-20:15] JOIN: Carter Galloway has entered.
[05-20:16] 325, Elmster: *he nods slowly**It would be a privalge... no.. a honor for you to carry my name for yours once again
[05-20:17] dd2, *Sacha : *after slipping off her motorcylce she walks in the bar and looks around quietly as she pushes her way to the bar. She is dressed in a tight red leather dress. it has a holter style top and the skirt barely goes to mid thigh. The red leather high heels knee high boots click on the floor as she walks*
[05-20:18] 352, ºLucreccia : Lovely. That thrills me so much, thank you, dearest. *she sits back against the booth and admires him; still in shock that he`s here, next to her ... again. After so long! She just smiles at him* It is a sight for sore eyes to see you! I have dreamt of this, and never thought it`d come to pass.
[05-20:20] dd2, *Sacha : *she lifts her head up as a scent catches her nose being in her line of work she remembers peoples scents. She turns and starts to look through the crowed for where it comes from.*
[05-20:21] 325, Elmster: Well.. few can make dreams come true.. you can make mine.. and I yours**he tighens his arm about her, pulling her closer to him, his head resting on hers**
[05-20:23] dd2, *Sacha : *puts a 50 on the bar and grabs the bottle of tequila. She moves through the crowed like a wraith moving gracefuly throught the people as if she wasnt even there*
[05-20:24] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[05-20:24] JOIN: Elisa Braddock has entered.
[05-20:25] dd2, *Elisa Braddock: (*eyes Elmster*)
[05-20:25] 352, ºLucreccia : *she curls her arms around her waist and snuggles into him, resting her cheek against his shoulder. She laughs faintly to herself* And if we get caught, I don`t care. I`m not going to abandon you. Death is nothing to me, not anymore.
[05-20:26] 352, ºLucreccia : (*makes an announcement, as Admin* As par the rules, unless invited or acknowledged, there can be no interference in an ongoing game. There, spelled out in green and white for all of you.)
[05-20:26] dd2, *Sacha : *seems to just appear at the edge of the table*depends who you talk to death can be a brand new adventure.
[05-20:27] 325, Elmster: ((heyhey....))
[05-20:27] dd2, *Elisa Braddock: (Yes, Amanda...I'm well aware that I can't interfere in a game. Thank you for that enlightening, although incredibly unnecessary comment.)
[05-20:27] dd2, *Sacha : (i just read the rules it isnt there)
[05-20:29] 325, Elmster: *he nods, closing his eyes slowly**Aye.. .a final death next to you I do not fear...
[05-20:29] 352, Lane: *she pulls away and peers up at him* Truly? Last time it didn`t seem quite like a solution you were okay with.
[05-20:30] 352, ºLucreccia : she pulls away and peers up at him* Truly? Last time it didn`t seem quite like a solution you were okay with.
[05-20:30] EXIT: Elisa Braddock has left the chat ( Quod Me Nutrit Me Destruit. ).
[05-20:31] dd2, *Sacha : *seems to just be there at the edge of the table*Did I hear a tremere wishing final death*grins at him*
[05-20:33] 325, Elmster: *he nods slowly to Luc, then opens his eyes, the voice seeming familiar. He sits up a bit, his eyes open wide**Sacha????
[05-20:34] dd2, *Sacha : *smirks*Well hello Tremere.
[05-20:36] 352, ºLucreccia : *she eyes Sacha, then Elmster. She eases away from Elm slightly, but only enough to get a better look at Sacha and size her up* Evening, Assamite. Do you have a name?
[05-20:37] 325, Elmster: **he looks her over**hello miss ....**he looks over to Luc, then back to Sacha, feeling a deep pressure within himself. His old love and his newwer one here, at the same time. he holds still to Luc, his hand becoming a bit clammy**
[05-20:39] JOIN: Elisa Braddock has entered.
[05-20:41] dd2, *Sacha : *takes a drink of the tequilaand looks at Luc using Aspex level 2*
[05-20:42] 352, ºLucreccia : *she pulls away from Elmster and crosses her arms; she`s intimidating, even sitting, thanks to the Gift of the same name. Even dressed in a tight dress of green silk, which clings delightfully to her curves, tattoos and scars shatter the illusion* Suppose not. Should I just call you leech, then, or don`t you engage in polite conversation?
[05-20:43] 325, Elmster: This is Sacha...**his voice his a bit suddery as he says her name**Sacha.. this is Luccreccia....**he pulls his hands together, wipping them off on his pants**
[05-20:44] dd2, *Elisa Braddock : *another pair of eyes are locked onto the trio from a bit away..mingled in the crowd, using her Auspex 1 to listen to the conversation. And before Elmster would know it...Auspex 7 is enacted...good luck breaking it.* ~Rather interesting, hmm?~ *that icy cold yet seductive British undertone showing itself in his mind as she watches him..violet eyes locked on the back of his head behind a bottle of beer. all for appearances sake.*
[05-20:45] dd2, *Sacha : *glares at Elm you would think he would remember the fact she doesnt share things like her name easy she leans forward giving a great look of her clevage as she grabs a dagger from her boot and thrusts itbetween his legs into the seat benieth him missing him ofcourse.*
[05-20:47] dd2, *Sacha : I dont like others knowing my name unless I tell it you should know that Elmster and I dont give it out to gaour.*retrives her dagger putting it away and taking a pull off her tequila*
[05-20:47] 352, ºLucreccia : *she offers her hand to shake. She nudges Elmster lightly* I`d like to get out, please, if you don`t mind. I feel the need to stretch my legs. She plucks Sacha`s dagger, and waves it at her in a casual manner, though danger edges her ever movement, sleek and smooth, and black slithers into her aura* What a greeting. Your kind just keep getting nastier and more crude by the generation. Now let me out of the booth, Elmster.
[05-20:48] 325, Elmster: **he slides out standing proply, shaking hsis head*8I am sorry sacha.... It has been a while**He is trying to ignore Elisa, though it may not last long**
[05-20:49] 325, Elmster: **he looks to Luc with an apologetic look before resuming gaze on Sacha**
[05-20:50] dd2, *Elisa Braddock : ~Mmm..where tis your manners, boy? Or are you too caught up in mingling with Independents and Garou to recognize a clanslady?~ *the amused sound in his head would come....oh yes..Betsy is there...but where? Tis the question indeed.*
[05-20:51] dd2, *Sacha : Yes it has*looks Luc up and down*very long noticeing the new what Mrs.Wintersky?*grabs her tequila and turns as she heads towards the bar*
[05-20:51] 352, ºLucreccia : You`ve just given me the incentive I need to reconsider giving up my spiritual purity for you, Elmster. I suggest you get rid of this harlot and make a good case, or I`ll be as dead to you as before. This, I do not tolerate. *she waves to Sacha, and the dagger Luc still holds in her hand. She meanders to the bar, leaning over the top to converse quietly with a bartender, seeming to ignore the other two*
[05-20:53] 325, Elmster: **he sighs with both relief and sarrow~I am sorry.... It has been a while and you should know by now love is my weakness.... and ohy~he sighs and sits back at the both, hanging his head**
[05-20:53] dd2, *Elisa Braddock : ~Quite the predicament....I shall be in touch...~ *and with that....she's gone...*
[05-20:54] 352, ºLucreccia : Nothing wrong with loving easily and completely, Elmster. Perhaps, you should just consider who you fall in love with.
[05-20:54] dd2, *Sacha : *a tentical like shadow snaps forth grabbing the dagger from Luc and retreating moments later Sacha grips the dagger and slips it back in her boot and takes a hard pull off the bottle*
[05-20:56] 325, Elmster: **he looks to Luc and stands, walking twards her**I fell for sacha a long time ago... and I did almost marry her.. but things have changed.... I only have eyes for you**he stands behind her, unmoving**
[05-20:59] 352, ºLucreccia : Then there should be no awkwardness here, hm? *she takes Elmster`s hand and turns to Sacha* Next time you invade my space, with that disgusting tentical arm of pure Taint, you`ll loose the real ones. Evening. *she turns and moves to exit the bar, grabbing up Elmster`s coat as they go*
[05-21:00] dd2, *Sacha : *watches Luc*funny you talk of taint and look what you share your heart with*glares*and I would watch your tounge to me Elm can tell you just how good I am at my job*looks at Elm then turns her head away*
[05-21:02] 352, ºLucreccia : *oh, there`s a difference between loving a vampire and being one, a HUGE differene, and there`s a boundary there she will never cross. She keeps her mouth shut, however; keeping her Rage in perfect check*
[05-21:03] 325, Elmster: **he holds tight to Luc, a sigh escaping his lips as they walk**Watch out for her... she will, if need be, try to kill one of us.... I am sorry.. it seems my past still tries to pull us apart...**he will fallow along were ever Luc Leads**((I need sleep.. exams to marrow.. bye))
[05-21:03] 352, ºLucreccia : (Night!)
[05-21:03] dd2, *Sacha : *stands and walks down to the other end of the bar an Assamite isnt an enemie any tremere wants to have*
[05-21:03] 352, ºLucreccia : *player lurks!*
[05-21:05] EXIT: Sacha has left the chat ( 7:03pm, December 05 (CST) ).
[05-22:28] JOIN: LaClora has entered.
[05-22:30] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *sits at the bar, sipping on a rum and coke... through a straw of course, since her fingers are all taped together. She wanted to be good and drunk, preferably passed out, buy the time Jaylin came back so that he wouldn't want liquor too*
[05-22:34] f77, LaClora: *She walks in, a pale strawberryblonde, with scars all over her body, from her face to her arms, shes got a set, mildly pissed off look as she comes in*
[05-22:36] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *looks up briefly. Once realizing that it's nobody she knows, she sets back to her drink, a commercial break coming over the radio*
[05-22:39] f77, LaClora: *if she'd been mortal she'd look so beaten, but those are just scars now, she glances at Kailynn.* you serve yourself here? *she asks, her tone low, and not her gentle tone anymore, but a creepy husk*
[05-22:41] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *is a mortal, and she does look beaten, though the black eye is in its last stages. Now the only visible evidence is her taped fingers* Um, not usually. The bartender filling in for me didn't show up.
[05-22:43] f77, LaClora: okay.. I'll still pay.... .* she says after a moment finding a really large bottle of vodka and sitting near the woman and opens it, starting to drink, man she doesn't look old enough at all for that.*
[05-22:45] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *but Kailynns not working, so she could care less. She looks at the bottle that the girl has, then points to a different one* Try that. It's so good, that it's a crime to mix it with anything. If your going to drink it straight, I recommend that.
[05-22:48] f77, LaClora: ahh.. *she does take that one then and sits, sighing largely.*
[05-22:49] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *finishes her drink, and moves her glass a little bit down the bar* Could you pour some in here?
[05-22:53] f77, LaClora: *she nods* sure *filling the glass and sliding it back to her, then taking a large swig of it.*
[05-22:55] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *says "thanks" in her head, but it never quite makes it to her lips. However, the straw does. She's bent over the glass, intently sipping away*
[05-22:57] f77, LaClora: *its not like she cares, shes still grieving over her miscarriage even after she became a vamp*
[05-22:59] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I haven't been drunk in so long *meant to think it, but she said it aloud*
[05-23:00] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (brb)
[05-23:01] f77, LaClora: *she snort a laugh, taking a long swig* it seems to help doesn't it? *she asks.*
[05-23:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (back)
[05-23:08] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : What? *since she's not aware that she spoke out loud, she doesn't know what this girl is talking about*
[05-23:09] f77, LaClora: *she laughs* you must be really drunk* she answers, since shes vamp, it takes so sooooo many more swigs before shes even tipsy*
[05-23:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : oh *laughs softly, very softly since her ribs are still tender* I... just haven't had anything to drink in a while. I'm staying with a friend who's... well, it would be cruel to drink around him.
[05-23:13] f77, LaClora: *she nods, scratching around a deep scar at her neck, then taking another swig, shes got the bottle half empty*
[05-23:14] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she just babbled... way to go, Kailynn... maybe you do need a babysitter when you drink!- she says to herself* You're right... I am really drunk
[05-23:18] f77, LaClora: *and another swig, and after that she coughs slightly, her fangs elongated*
[05-23:21] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she looks over just in time, just at that right moment to see the fangs. As usual, it switches something in her mind, something painful ripping at her. She tries to get down from the stool to get away, but she's drunk... and scared, so she falls. A good fall, hitting the ground hard with her legs twisted around themselves*
[05-23:23] f77, LaClora: go lady! *she says, moving to help her* you look bad enough already you don't need to hurt yourself more
[05-23:25] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *somehow, only using the palms of her hands, she pushes herself up and back between the bar and the stools* Don't touch me. Don't...
[05-23:26] f77, LaClora: what? what?! *shes kinda half drunk now and freaked, shes still just a few days old at beig a vampire and has fed only once from a person, never wants to do it again..* are you okay?
[05-23:29] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she seems totally irrational, so very unlike her if the girl had known her before... which she hadn't. Tears roll down her cheeks as she feels it all, the hitting, the tearing... all of it* I just can't take anymore. *her hands, as bandaged as they are, rest protectivly over her neck*
[05-23:32] f77, LaClora: *she finally realizes.* No.. no no no no no.. I'm not.... I.... *this is why she wanted to kill herself, people were afraid of this cute pie girl now*
[05-23:36] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *is just afraid of them all... plus she's drunk* Just kill me... don't put me through it again.
[05-23:39] f77, LaClora: no! *she almost yells* I'm not like that.. I'm not... I'm not* she answers again and again*
[05-23:41] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she stays, curled up on the sticky floor. It's killing her ribs, but she doesn't notice. Her cheeks are completely wet with tears* You're lying.
[05-23:46] f77, LaClora: *she shakes her head* no, believe me..... I... don't.... I didn't have a choice!
[05-23:46] f77, LaClora: to become what I am*^
[05-23:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she wants to scream, but she has enough sense that she knows there is nobody to scream for. Her heart is beating so fast that she doesn't know how it's not beating straight out of her chest. If this isn't a total panic attack, then nothing is*
[05-23:54] f77, LaClora: *shes confused........* I'm not like them* she says, of course her malk hasn't set in fully.....*
[05-23:56] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Just get away from me. *she's going to be so embarassed tomorrow, but she doesn't care about tomorrow*
[05-23:58] f77, LaClora: I...* she does try to get closer to the crazed woman.. just a little*
[06-00:00] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she cowers as much as she can, even though she can feel her ribs reinjuring themselves. She scoots to the side and slides out between two barstools off to the side of her* Please... just... get away. *she walks backwards towards the stairs*
[06-00:01] f77, LaClora: but why..* shes helpless, she hangs her head... get used to it LaClora*
[06-00:04] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : You make me remember things that I want to forget. *keeps going backwards, she's shaking, terrified. Then she turns and bolts upstairs*
[06-00:04] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*gone to bed* night Lovekins! I'll get that char regged for you tomorrow))
[06-00:05] f77, LaClora: (thank, night love!)
[06-00:07] f77, LaClora: *And she drinks the night away after she bolts*
[06-07:57] JOIN: Cecile DeMornay has entered.
[06-15:40] Chat cleared by Envy.
[06-17:39] JOIN: Carter Galloway has entered.
[06-17:44] JOIN: Layne has entered.
[06-17:46] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *Here the black haired guy waited, unlike his brother by his manly qualities, and dark broody nature, he was waiting in a club, Layne should be there soon, if not minutes ago... he was eger to see her*
[06-17:50] JOIN: GianRogue has entered.
[06-17:51] JOIN: GianRogue has entered.
[06-17:52] 69b, ºLayne: *rounding the corner to the club, she`s late, but what the hell? She stops outside for a smoke, dressed as in the picture. She digs in a back pocket for her cigarette, bringing it to her lips and lighting casually. Flipping her long hair off her shoulders, she takes a moment to survey the crowd*
[06-17:52] EXIT: GianRogue has left the chat ( 3:51pm, December 06 (CST) ).
[06-17:52] JOIN: Gian Rogue has entered.
[06-17:55] JOIN: Carter Galloway has entered.
[06-17:57] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *And hes outside also casually looking over the women, and boy is he ever close to Layne, with his waving hair and darker skin he looks like sex on a stick*
[06-18:03] 69b, ºLayne: *and Layne, at the end of the day, is a sex kitten. If an Undead one. She moves right over to Gian after spotting him, smiling her sultry, seductive smìle. Wouldn`t they be pretty together? Both dark, simpering pots of lust* Evening.
[06-18:15] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *And He waits*
[06-18:17] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *He looks down to her, smiling, a sexy man smile.* Evening..* He answers, his tone pure husky.*
[06-18:27] 69b, ºLayne: *she leans against the wall next to him, curves succulent and delectable and oh-so-obvious while still being tastefully dressed. She offers her hand in greeting* My name is Layne, you`re gorgeous. It`s rare to find a beauty like yours.
[06-18:28] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *He takes it in his own warm hand, smiling.* the same goes for you my dear... I'm Gian by the way.....
[06-18:29] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *Orders another martini, waiting for now*
[06-18:29] 29e, *Carter Galloway: (*test*)
[06-18:31] 69b, ºLayne: So are you here often? What a line, huh? But you`re vaguely familiar. Perhaps I`ve seen you here occasionally. I hope you`re not meeting someone.
[06-18:33] 29e, *Gian Rogue: Oh no, I'm here.... scouting.* he grins* seems I might have found someone though..*smirks.*
[06-18:36] 69b, ºLayne: Seems so. You have a certain alure. I`m surprised there aren`t more women fawning over you, like bees over honey.
[06-18:37] 29e, *Gian Rogue: well you are aren't you?* he winks, getting just a bit closer.* are you meeting someone?
[06-18:39] 69b, ºLayne: *she considers, but shrugs* I might be. Does it really matter? Do you have a sense of duty to someone you don`t know? Whisk me away to his arms, and all of that? *she edges nearer as he does, one hand subtly rising to rest against his waist*
[06-18:39] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *sits, drinks, impatient yet waiting still*
[06-18:40] 29e, *Gian Rogue: oh no, more like steal you away into my arms *he says, his own hand on her side, looking down intensely with his chocolate eyes*
[06-18:45] 69b, ºLayne: *she easily closes the distance between them, scant as it was, her cool flesh pinning against his. She smiles sweetly, looking up into his dark eyes with her own, which swirl like creamed coffee* Well, here I am.
[06-18:49] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *He smirks slightly and bends down to kiss her, both hands on her sides now*
[06-18:49] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *He smirks slightly and bends down to kiss her, both hands on her sides now*
[06-18:51] JOIN: Carter Galloway has entered.
[06-18:51] 29e, *Gian Rogue: (blarg)
[06-18:51] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[06-18:53] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *and finally he gets up pays for the drinks and goes out side to make a phone call.*
[06-18:54] 69b, ºLayne: *she pushes onto her tiptoes to meet the kiss, she`s quite petite, her arms reaching up to circle his neck, ample bosom pressing smartly against his chest*
[06-18:57] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *He bends down apropriately for her,, and wraps his arms around her waist.*
[06-18:58] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *He steps out of the club at just the right time to see them both very clearly, and oh does he see red for a moment. But he calmly walks over to them, his low deep voice calm but seething.* Hello Guys......
[06-19:01] 69b, ºLayne: *she jumps and yanks herself out of Gian`s arms* Carter! I didn`t know you were here! *what a pitiful excuse. She blushes, and instantly feels guilty. What was she thinking? She`s been with Carter for years ... but Gian, oh. Gian. What a lovely new plaything ... instantly, she wonders if there might be a chance for a threesome. The look on Carter`s face, however, says otherwise* Shit ...
[06-19:03] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *Gian eyes about pop out of his head.* Carter... hey....* wait..... she knows him..... and he just.... oh fucking hell*
[06-19:04] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *Carter smiles like a cheshire cat, and not in the friendly way.* oh, we were just supposed to meet here, of course I wasn't supposed to be around when you came of course...* seeth*
[06-19:06] 69b, ºLayne: *She moves to Carter, taking his arm in her hands, her expression pleading. She glances at Gian; what? They know each other? Oh, great. Of ANYone she could have picked, she picks one of Carter`s friends. Just fucking brilliant* I don`t know what happened, okay? It`s just ... I don`t know. Look at him!
[06-19:08] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *he looks sheepish, like he wants to crawl under a chair and whine, but he just stands there.* yeah... er.. actually it..... wasn't her fault....* he says after a second..*
[06-19:09] 29e, *Carter Galloway: *He glares at Layne* oh yes look at him.....*He looks at Gian, then at Layne, hmm feels kinda like king aurthor, two people he loves the most so doing this.*
[06-19:11] 69b, ºLayne: *she flicks her gaze to Gian at his words, then back to Carter* It was a weak moment, I`m sorry. Please, this is just stupid. It was a kiss, just a kiss. I`m not going to say he`s not attractive to me, just like you are, Carter. The big difference between the two of you being, I love you, Carter, and I don`t know him. But we don`t do anything anymore, except fuck. There is more to life than great sex.
[06-19:11] 9b9, ºEnvy: *peeks in and waves to everyone... pausing to lick Selma*
[06-19:14] 69b, ºLayne: (*returns the lick!*)
[06-19:15] 29e, *Carter Galloway: (*lovingly mauls envy*) *and then he just looks hurt, he guides her slightly away, whispering so close in her ear* even if your a vampire, I've wanted to marry for so long, but you always leave before I can ask..* he sounds pained slightly, he new it would work forever.... he doesn't have that*
[06-19:16] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *and he smiles at Laynes comment about him but since thats his.. or was, his best friend it just doesn't do it for him*
[06-19:18] 9b9, ºEnvy: (can I come crash the par-tay?)
[06-19:18] 69b, ºLayne: *she stares at Carter, shocked and clearly speechless* What? Marry me? *her voice isn`t low; she`s just too unabashedly overjoyed and stunned* You could have written me! *she grabs his arms, trembling*
[06-19:18] 69b, ºLayne: (if lish says it`s cool! i`m for it.)
[06-19:19] 29e, *Gian Rogue: (if you want lovey!) its not something you do in writting* he answers, still looking a little hurt*
[06-19:20] 29e, *Carter Galloway: (oops er kick that under this name)
[06-19:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: ((where're y'all?))
[06-19:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: ((you know, moth made those beautiful icons... so pretty... for you to use))
[06-19:21] 29e, *Gian Rogue: *And he could here that oh yay..... so he starts to walk off, slinky like * (heh I'm such a icon forgetter! were at a club)
[06-19:21] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (*kick*)
[06-19:21] 29e, *Carter Galloway : (*kick*)
[06-19:22] 9b9, ºEnvy: (meh. I don't have anything, since it would have to be Kailynn crashing the party and there's no way she'd be at a club)
[06-19:24] 69b, ºLayne : I`m sorry. I really am. It was just a kiss. *she gets down on her knees, looking up at him imploringly* I`m sorry, I really am. Please, forgive me.
[06-19:25] 29e, *Carter Galloway : *he hauls her up on her feet, laughing slightly* why in the world do you do these things.* he asks, his forhead to hers, unaware of Gian's leaving.*
[06-19:27] 69b, ºLayne : *she laughs and kisses him soundly, giddy* I don`t know. Does it matter? Nothing in the world matters but you.
[06-19:29] 29e, *Carter Galloway : *He smiles slightly, purring, in public.* so will you? *he asks*
[06-19:32] 69b, ºLayne : Well of course! What a question! *she laughs and holds him close, burying her face into his shoulder*
[06-19:35] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*lures Gian over heeeeere!*)
[06-19:36] 29e, *Carter Galloway : *he hugs her, not really forgetting what she'd done with Gian, but still..... one arm wrapped around her he digs something out of his pocket and places it into her hand, its a ring, white gold with a sapphire and diamonds.. ^^* (heh okay ^_^)
[06-19:37] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *Wanders off, away from those two love birds, and he thought he'd get laid.. haha! He meanders down the pavement for a while before coming tot he BtD.... and entering slowly, slightly depressed now*
[06-19:39] 69b, ºLayne : *she pulls him off to ravage him, so that Gian can get some fair play!*
[06-19:39] 69b, ºLayne : *taking the ring, of course!*
[06-19:41] 29e, *Carter Galloway : *is taken off to be ravaged... joys*
[06-19:44] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *looks up from her perch on the stairs. She'd been waiting for him to come in, but hadn't had the nerve to go all the way into the room. She was getting worse with this paranoia every day. She decided this morning that she'd kept Jaylin up with her nightmares for the last time. Maybe if she weren't actually in this building where Ryan had found her, she wouldn't be having them. After watching him a moment, she stands and comes down the next couple of steps. Her hair is finally pulled back out of her face in kind of a funky ponytail, since Jaylin did it and he's a guy. She smiles awkwardly at him, their last encounter not being all that nice of one*
[06-19:46] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *oh goody, he thinks, maybe I can get castrated too..... he gives her a weary smile.* Hello Kailynn.* he says, gently, his hands in the back of his jeans*
[06-19:46] 29e, *Gian Rogue : back pockets*^)
[06-19:49] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Hi... *just do it, coward* I've been waiting for you. I wanted to apologize. I've been really... um.. *reaches up and puts her hand on her head, like she would itch it if she could move her fingers* Off lately.
[06-19:50] 29e, *Gian Rogue : Well I can understand why..* he answers, not knowing exactly what to say*
[06-19:53] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I wanted you to know that what happened wasn't your fault. I never blamed you. *she's in green plaid pajama bottoms and a plain black t-shirt. She just keeps getting thinner since it's so hard for her to eat and she doesn't have much appetite anyway* I don't know why I said all of that, but I'm sorry.
[06-19:55] 29e, *Gian Rogue : okay.* he answers, accepting, smiling just a little, though sad to see her in still not the best shape*
[06-20:01] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I um... *god, how can she ask this. She loses her nerve and lets out the breath she'd been holding and just looks away.*
[06-20:05] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he frowns and steps some slower to her.* what? hey I was finally getting spoken to. *nicely he says silently.* what is it?
[06-20:07] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *smiles at his comical, well at least comical to her, referrence to her complete verbal abuse* I need to get out of here. *looks back at him*
[06-20:11] 29e, *Gian Rogue : do you have a place to go? *he asks, figuring she means leave and such*
[06-20:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I was thinking the Sundance Hotel. It would be nice to have my sheets changed every day.
[06-20:15] 29e, *Gian Rogue : ahh okay...... do you have clothes?.... do you want me to get you there?
[06-20:18] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *nods* Yes... and yes.
[06-20:19] 29e, *Gian Rogue : now?
[06-20:20] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : If you're free *she wasn't trying to be sneaky. It just so happened that Jaylin was at work when Gian came by*
[06-20:22] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *He smiles.* sure, I'm free and all, wheres your stuff?
[06-20:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Upstairs in my friends room. *turns to lead the way* There are too many of them here... and he knows I work here *isn't talking about her friend anymore*
[06-20:29] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *and he knows what she means, he listens as he follows.* yeah, its best if you get out of here then
[06-20:34] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *strangely enough, that's not even the real reason she's leaving, although it did certainly help her make the decision. She really just didn't want to be the reason Jaylin and Dunstan made up for killing each other. The door is the first one and it's not all the way closed, since she can't curl her fingers around the knob to open it again. Two not very big boxes sit there, maybe microwave sixe boxes* Those are it.
[06-20:38] 29e, *Gian Rogue : thats all?* he asks, well duh... he picks them up well has the stacked first and procceeds downstairs.*
[06-20:40] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *nods, but goes back into the room to leave Jaylin a note. She sticks a pen between two bandaged fingers and writes a note that looks like a kindergartener did it* -Jaylin. Went to the hotel. Call you later, K. *then she closes the door all the way and goes down the stairs*
[06-20:41] JOIN: Layne has entered.
[06-20:43] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *hes already got the boxes at the front, just inside and he'd called a cab* cab should be here soon, I expect you want me with you right?
[06-20:44] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *gives him a sad smile, then nods* yeah... if you don't mind.
[06-20:45] 29e, *Gian Rogue : I don't mind.* he answers, honestly.* beats running into certain people again...* he mumbles, thinking of Carter and layne*
[06-20:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *which is not who she's thinking of. She has no idea that he was running around picking up chicks while she was getting smack around, and not too long after he professed to adoring her and wanting to be her boyfriend... nope. She doesn't know any of that, so she smiles warmly at him* Or at least running into them alone.
[06-20:51] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[06-20:52] a25, *Cookie Monster: *hugs for all and smooches for the best gal ever*
[06-20:53] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he laughs* er.. well I just don't need to run into.. him right now.* he answers, looking out the door*
[06-20:55] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*blinks and looks at Lisha, then at cookie* Where're my smooches?))
[06-20:56] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (you are the best gal!)
[06-20:57] a25, *Cookie Monster: *Gives snugglesmooches to the Uberbestest gal then*
[06-20:58] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she keeps looking at him when he looks out the door* I'd prefer not to run into him ever again.
[06-21:02] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he nods, then spies the cab.* okay the cabbies here.* he answers before lugging the stuff to the car, then coming back for her.*
[06-21:05] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she stands in the doorway, even after he comes back for her. She looks one way, then the other, then back at him again*
[06-21:06] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*blinks* one of my paintings is done... I can't believe it...))
[06-21:08] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (wow! *huggles*) *he holds out his hand.* hes not around..* he says soothing, he'll keep close to her.*
[06-21:09] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((a month of my life... done *daaaaances*))
[06-21:10] 29e, *Gian Rogue : yess!!!!! *dances with*)
[06-21:12] a25, *Cookie Monster: *joins dancing*
[06-21:14] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (*excludes cookie*)
[06-21:15] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she puts her bandaged hand in his, but she keeps looking around, trying not to be too obvious*
[06-21:15] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (hey now *taps Saven's nose* all are included in my victory dance *goes to town on the next one*
[06-21:17] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (*got tapped, pouts then grudgingly allows..........*) *and he lets her take her time as he leads her out, very close to her the whole time as he'd already gotten the cab door open, he lets her slide in first*
[06-21:17] a25, *Cookie Monster: o/ *gets included by Envy, feels awesome*
[06-21:18] a25, *Cookie Monster: *hugs Saven* You have to share her all coolness every once in a while.
[06-21:19] 29e, *Gian Rogue : but shes miiiiine.. *pout*)
[06-21:23] a25, *Cookie Monster: Ah, but you forget that you can never truely own Envy, for she's just too much of a free spirit to be bound by ones such as us.
[06-21:23] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she doesn't breathe until she's in the cab, but she doesn't realize she'd been holding her breath until she lets it out again, then she looks over at him and smiles nervously*
[06-21:25] 29e, *Gian Rogue : hey never said I owned just said she was mine ^_^) *and he's still close to her, holding her hand if she wishes, he truely doesn't mind, he closes the door and tells the cabbie where to go.*
[06-21:26] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((that's not true. you all just own a little share of me. I'm like the stock market))
[06-21:27] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (whoo!)
[06-21:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she does for most of the way, then feeling silly, she slides her hand out from his.* I'm also sorry about all of those things I said before. I'm sure you would have been a great boyfriend.
[06-21:28] a25, *Cookie Monster: *blows my savings on shares*
[06-21:30] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *He smiles at her, his eyes kind* well...... maybe...
[06-21:32] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *it seems silly to her now. All of it. Back then, she had nothing to be scared of* Working at the... *looks at the cabbie, then to Gian, just hoping he'll get what she's referring to* Well, I had to kind of kill the part of myself that... you would have needed.
[06-21:33] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((note to any prospective painters... do NOT finish your painting the night before when you're painting in oils. you're even pushing it a week before *wonders how she's gonna get it back to the studio*)
[06-21:37] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he nods, he knows...* but really was it really that dead? * he asked.*
[06-21:38] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Yeah... pretty dead. I worked there for a long time. *smiles a little sadly, then looks out the window*
[06-21:40] 29e, *Gian Rogue : I don't think so.* he says quietly, not really for her, but she probably heard him*
[06-21:43] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : you were the first person that I slept with because it was my own choice in almost four years... and probably the last. If that makes you feel any better.
[06-21:45] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he blinks.* actually I want you happy.... you you'll get through this....* he knows her fighting spirit and knows that eventially she'll come through*
[06-21:47] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I know *it's an automated response now because she's heard it so much*
[06-21:48] 29e, *Gian Rogue : but of course....... it will take a while... * he adds, then thinks of his sister, maybe thinking shes better off now......*
[06-21:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I don't really want to talk about it, if it's all the same. *looks out the window again. It's strange how much she missed the city. She never really even realized*
[06-21:52] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he shrugs, it doesn't matter to him..... well her yes.. the rest.... oh well*
[06-21:54] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : What have you been up to lately? *starting polite conversation, not her best feat*
[06-21:55] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he smirks* messing my life up, what else? .... mesing others lives up too.. well.... sorta..* he rambles and trails off... sighing*
[06-21:56] JOIN: Elmster has entered.
[06-21:57] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I'm sure that's not true. You're too nice for that.
[06-21:58] EXIT: Elmster has left the chat ( 7:56pm, December 06 (CST) ).
[06-21:58] JOIN: Sacha has entered.
[06-21:58] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[06-21:59] JOIN: Elmster has entered.
[06-22:00] a25, *Cookie Monster: O_o
[06-22:00] dd2, *Sacha: *haveing sent a note to Elm knowing how to get ahold of him she sits on her motercycle waiting*
[06-22:01] 69b, ºLucreccia: (test)
[06-22:02] aa7, Elmster: **a smiles strechs across his face as his eyes peer open to see luc, in his arms still. Unsure weather this is a dream still or not, he doesnt care as he feels at peace for once againl. He leans foreward, kissing her gently on her cheek**Morning... or night...**he laughs a bit as he sits up and gets out of bed**
[06-22:03] 29e, *Gian Rogue : haha *he says.* well, unknowingly I do...... *he answers* the most recent is that I flirt with a chick and she turns out to be my best friends woman... and they are engaged......
[06-22:03] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((cookie! where did you go!)) *raises a brow, then smiles* I told you that you'd move on... who knew it was such a small world.
[06-22:04] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((*has to go for a bit, should return in about 30*))
[06-22:04] 69b, ºLucreccia: *she stretches languidly, watching him rise* Good evening ... *she`ll have to adapt to this, rising at night. She gets out of bed and roams about the room, picking up her clothes. Luckily, this is the room she`d been staying in since arriving in town, and she had more options than her green dress. She stretches again, long and lean, scars dotting all of her body* Did you rest well?
[06-22:06] 29e, *Gian Rogue : And of course I'm not doing that again...... I'm swearing off women.* he says... sulkily*
[06-22:06] aa7, Elmster: **he nods slowly, sliping back on his coat**Yes.. better than I have in a long time**he feels something in his pocket but doesnt pull it out**Wel... I need to make a run.. breakfast**he smiles a bit inocently**
[06-22:07] dd2, *Sacha : *her blue eyes gazes out over the dark park the cool December wind blowing her long blonde hair. She is wearing a pair tight leather pants(Black) and a holter top style top her ample clevage showing and the diamond heart pendent resting gently between them. *
[06-22:08] 69b, ºLucreccia: *that, too will be something she`ll have to adapt to. She tries to keep from looking disgusted* I need to eat, too. But I`ll find a restaurant or something. You go on ahead. *she knows Sacha is probably lurking somewhere. It`s just inevitable. She leans and gives him a kiss, sweet and soft, before stepping into the bathroom to dress*
[06-22:08] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*sneaks over to Beth and cops a feel*) *still smiling* There are some not evil ones in the world... I... just don't know where any would be
[06-22:09] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[06-22:10] aa7, Elmster: **he smiles, slipping out and to the streets. There, he looks in his pocket, pulling out the note, he reads. He nods a bit and continues on to the park, his coat pulled tight about him so not to blow about to much**
[06-22:10] 29e, *Gian Rogue : Neither do I, so its just best to give up all the evil ones even if I might find a good one* and then the cab comes to a stop* here we are
[06-22:11] dd2, *Sacha : (*jumps and feels back*)
[06-22:12] 69b, ºLucreccia: *dressing, she`s not stupid, and she doesn`t plan to let the harlot steal Elmster or threaten him. She`s clad in her normal gear now: good boots, good leather trews, and a white teeshirt. Hair is still straightened from the night before, so she leaves it down. Stepping into the Umbra, she tracks Elmster, invisible to all senses*
[06-22:12] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : yeah... here we are. *she waits for him to open the door for her, since her fingers can't pull open the latch*
[06-22:15] dd2, *Sacha : *turns her head his scent is one burned into her mind she grips the handle bars of the bike and waits for him to come into view*
[06-22:16] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he does, then gets the stuff out of the trunk, staying close as he can*
[06-22:17] aa7, Elmster: **he turns a corner and in the distance, he spots Sacha. He approachs slowly, his eyes looking about him as he walks, knowing very well Luc maybe fallowing and knowing he cant track her**hey ..
[06-22:18] dd2, *Sacha : *looks at him for a moment slowly dismounting her bike*I could smell your blood a mile away, where is your lil puppy?
[06-22:18] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *actually puts her hand out, resting on his back, as if she needed to feel him to know that he's there*
[06-22:19] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *and he goes slow he doesn't want her scared*
[06-22:20] 69b, ºLucreccia: *she smiles in the Umbra. She loves people like this. People who are so uncertain about themselves that insults are their only defense; people so stupid that they can`t think of anything intelligent to say, so they`re mean and cruel instead. This Sacha, she might be fun to kill. Not just kill, torture. And so, she is Garou, and will always be. Even Morguline had his vampire friends, he was not impervious. She remains invisible to them, spirits and ghosts clamoring around her Umbral form*
[06-22:20] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *the lights, the noise... people. She closes her eyes, trying to keep her breathing steady, then opens them again, walking along*
[06-22:20] aa7, Elmster: *he shrugs*She is at home... atleast.. that is were she was...**he sighs**So... why do you want to meet me.. alone?
[06-22:22] dd2, *Sacha : *tilts her head*scared I may drain you of that tremere blood?*steps up and runs a finger tip over his neck*No actually I was suprised to see you, I thought you were dead. I mean when I went in for training you were supose to stay in touch.*moves a bit into him*
[06-22:23] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *they make it to the door which someone opens, then the desk, he puts the stuff down and rings the bell, putting his hand gently on her back*
[06-22:24] 69b, ºLucreccia: What a slut! *this cannot be heard by Sacha or Elmster, unless she desires it so, and for now she doesn`t. What he ever saw in her ... well, who is she to judge, though? Men are men, alive or undead. She eases against a tree not far from the pair. In the end, Sacha isn`t her concern. Elmster is*
[06-22:25] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *the girl comes out, the pretty one that always gives Kailynn a dirty look and today is no different, especially since there is a man with her. To her credit, Kailynn defiantly glares back.
[06-22:25] aa7, Elmster: **he remains still, holding back his hands. He steps back slowly**It was hard to keep in touch with a clan that hates you... and I have been keeping to busy from the consul... I had made mistakes that I needed to make up for**he looks back up at her, shruging slightly**
[06-22:27] 29e, *Gian Rogue 
: *he himself glares at the girl, and gets a good suite for kailynn paying for it even if she protests*
[06-22:27] dd2, *Sacha : Yeah, I see how busy you are*leans back sitting on her bike*You may want to keep a tight leash on your pup. You know I inherited my fathers thuirst for ceratain type of blood.
[06-22:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *which she doesn't, because any money she may have is in her purse... in her apartment* Thanks. I owe you one.
[06-22:28] 69b, ºLucreccia: *Deciding, suddenly, to give him her trust, she moves past him in the Umbra, her fingers coming to trail through his hair; something of a private breeze is how he would precieve the caress. She doesn`t go too far away, but only to a Waffle House across the street from the park. She can see them, and hear them if she likes. But she`s hungry, very hungry, and she goes into the restaurant to eat*
[06-22:29] aa7, Elmster: **he nods slowly**but you should have no reason to kill her... You had none to kill me before..**he looks about, knowing she is somewhere, but not**
[06-22:30] dd2, *Sacha : Oh I have plently now*tilts her head*I do not trust many you know that and even fewer with my heart. You broke both and I am not that forgiving.
[06-22:32] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he just shrugs it off and gets the key to the fith floor, then lugs the stuff because no one else is available*
[06-22:33] aa7, Elmster: **he shakes his head**Its not my fault.. You went off for training and left me alone, wandering to make the counsel happy. It is hard for me to wait for someone in a clan that hates you and you never hear from them...**he sighs a bit**
[06-22:34] dd2, *Sacha : I didnt have much choice in the matter Elm, and I did try and keep in touch you werent anywhere I could find you.
[06-22:35] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *crosses her arms over her stomach, following after him. She does have things to talk to him about, but she wants to do it in private*
[06-22:36] aa7, Elmster: Blame the Counsel for that..**he looks back up twards her**I am sorry for the fact I hurt you.. and maybe another time or place, we could be still together.. but now I am with Luc.... I nearly died for her and yet... she did... for me...
[06-22:36] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he clicks the elevator button and waits a second, then has her enter and moves in after her, clicking the button again some how*
[06-22:37] dd2, *Sacha : *stands and looks in his eyes*You with stood my Father I dout anything she did is worse then that.
[06-22:38] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I was thinking about going to the police. *the most out of character thing she's ever said. She wouldn't even let Jailyn take her to the hospital because she didn't want the police involved*
[06-22:39] 69b, ºLucreccia: *she muches now on a Belgian waffle with whipped cream, a side of potatoes hashed, covered, and smothered, and a plate of four sausages. She eats intently, hating the grease, dying to Hunt. She hates the City. Just, hates it. She gulps water constantly to get the taste out of her mouth*
[06-22:40] aa7, Elmster: A mix of breeds is worse enough.. both my family and fellow vampire along with Morguline apartently saw us as wrong.. and though your father was great. There is no doubt.. The fear from both my family and Morguline is just to many ways to die**he shakes his head, looking down at the ground now**
[06-22:40] JOIN: Cookie Monster has entered.
[06-22:42] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he looks over the boxes at her.* but vampires own the police you know.. *he doesn't want to damper her.. but really.* but if you want something... done about it.. I know what to do....
[06-22:42] dd2, *Sacha : *leans in and whispers in his ear*Your family and Morguline complined doesnt compare to Kasortar's rage.*gently kisses his cheek*I hope you the best.
[06-22:42] a25, *Cookie Monster: *ponders where to play*
[06-22:43] 69b, ºLucreccia: *finishing, she pays and leaves the restaurant. She doesn`t bother to hide herself this time. She stays across the street, plopping down onto a bench. Arms and legs cross, and waits to see where this will go*
[06-22:44] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : I don't. It's my friends. They want to go after him, but I'm afraid that he'll kill them. I....*smiles a little* I don't have very many friends.
[06-22:44] aa7, Elmster: **he nods slowly, looking up twards her**And I you..... THough I might not be there like I was before.. I am still here for you.. as a friend.. or an allie **he smiles and turns, walking back to the apartment, looking for Luc**
[06-22:45] dd2, *Sacha : *watches him go*just keep your pet on her leash.
[06-22:46] 69b, ºLucreccia: *Sidestepping, she vanishes, and reappears back in the apartment. She won`t lie if he asks if she followed him, but she won`t burst right out and tell him, either. She seats herself in the living room, and occupies herself with an old issue of National Geographic*
[06-22:46] 29e, *Gian Rogue : well I do know someone that can take care of it, without any damage on her part..... *he answers and the elavator dings for them.*
[06-22:47] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *opens her mouth to ask when the elevator dings, then she clamps her mouth shut again and follows him out*
[06-22:48] aa7, Elmster: **he steps back inside, closing the door slowly behind him. He hangs his coat up and looks down at her, a smirk on his face**I know you fallowed..... I might not be able to sense you but i do know you well enough**he walks over twards her and slides down on her lap**
[06-22:50] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[06-22:50] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he meanders around the empty hall, eventually finding her room, opening it getting her enside and shutting it securely, then dropping the boxes, then he goes over and orders a little food, and drink, with straws....*
[06-22:51] 69b, ºLucreccia: *She holds him close, smiling up to his face* Well, I couldn`t help myself. I don`t trust that woman. Her aura is black and that means danger for me, danger for you. I won`t hesitate to do what I need to, should she become a threat. I just want you to know that. *she nods firmly, pulling his hand to her lips and kissing his inner wrist lightly* I am still what I am, my dear.
[06-22:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *just watches him. She doesn't move from when she steps inside the room. When he's finished running about, she smiles a little, looking down at the carpet* You didn't have to do that. I'll be alright.
[06-22:54] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *hes nature is caregiver so hell.* well I just.. wanted too.* he answers, sitting down finally in a chair*
[06-22:54] aa7, Elmster: **he smiles, nodding**I know.. buts it isnt me you should wory about... I wory for you... **he kisses her gently on her forehead**She will try to kill you if you get in her way.. so.. just ry and aviod her... please**he gives his jenuine puppy eyes**
[06-22:56] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Well, thank you. *she kicks off her unlaces shoes and sits on the bed, falling back* I've never been up here before.
[06-22:56] 69b, ºLucreccia: *she laughs* I might look for a fight now and then, but I won`t antagonize her directly. No worries there. *she glances at her watch* However, I have an appointment with a collegue I have to keep. I left you the address on the nightstand if you care to know where I`ll be. This is a matter of research.
[06-22:57] dd2, *Sacha : *staring out over the park she purrs softly and pulls her cell out from her pocket and leans forward as she answers the call*Its your dime start talkin.
[06-22:58] 69b, ºLucreccia: *sliding him off her lap, she gives him a good, resounding kiss and heads off to her appointment* Be safe, darling.
[06-22:58] aa7, Elmster: **he nods and and smiles**I will...**he walks out behind her, his eyes looking over the streets, knownig he has yet to feed and needs to sometime**
[06-22:59] 29e, *Gian Rogue : its a nice place...* he says.*
[06-23:01] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
aa7, Street Urchin: ...
[06-23:01] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Who do you know to get rid of him? *turns her head, but stays laying down, since it would be far too difficult for her to sit up again*
[06-23:01] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 9:01pm, December 06 (CST) ).
[06-23:01] dd2, *Sacha : *listens to the person on the other end*That will cost extra you know. If your willing to pay I am willing to do what i have to.
[06-23:01] JOIN: ELmster has entered.
[06-23:01] EXIT: ELmster has left the chat ( 9:01pm, December 06 (CST) ).
[06-23:04] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he looks to her.* another little vampy that kills her kind...
[06-23:05] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Does she need money? I have it in... well, in my apartment, in my purse is all of my cards and cash.
[06-23:08] 29e, *Gian Rogue : oh I think she'd do this for free...* he has a little evil grin*
[06-23:09] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Sacha? Mind if a slip a char into your RP so I can have something to do?))
[06-23:09] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Is everyone in the same place?))
[06-23:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she doesn't even ask why. She can't help but feel like a total bastard for this* I'm not a vindictive person. I've been hit before. This is just to keep my friends safe.
[06-23:11] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((well, my sweet cookie, if you consult the icons, they say that Gian and I are in the hotel, while Sacha is in the park *wink*))
[06-23:11] dd2, *Sacha : *grins*you know the account when the money is in I will do the deed.*she hangs up and slips the cell back in her pocket as she starts back to the hotel Sundance.*
[06-23:13] 29e, *Gian Rogue : well it won't be a problem..... in fact after room service I'll go see to it..
[06-23:14] dd2, *Sacha : *pulling up outside the hotel she parks her bike and slides off heading into the hotel. Once she enters the heels of her books click on the marble floor as she heads for the stairs that lead to her room.*
[06-23:15] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((I didn't know what Sundance was my heart of hearts ;)))
[06-23:17] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she gets a sudden rush of panic when she realizes that she's going to be left alone here, but she talks her heart into beating slower... she'll be ok. She was safe here and she managed alright when Jaylin was at work* Are you sure you don't need money?
[06-23:17] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[06-23:18] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((playing Jihan, you should know *wink*))
[06-23:20] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *smiles to her* yeah I'm sure...* kncky knocky with room survice. and he gets the tray, its some sort of nice soup and soft drinks, and of course straws along with other things.* let the soup cool down and you can slurp it..... or if you want *he picks up spoon grinning.* I do have a nurses outfit* he attempts to joke*
[06-23:21] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((muahaha. I was talking shit about some girls in the bathroom with my friend who they're mean to, and they came in and I just keeeept on talking shit muahahaa))
[06-23:22] 29e, *Gian Rogue : hehee go you! ^^)
[06-23:22] dd2, *Sacha : *starting up the steps she goes to her room unlocking the door*
[06-23:23] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Jihan gets all her work done at the club. ;) ))
[06-23:23] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *but it works and she laughs, very very slowly, holding her side* I don't have much dignity left anymore. Poor Jaylin's had to wash my hair and button my buttons for so long. I bet he'll be excited to have his room back *she leans over the bowl of soup, her mouth already watering as he blows on it*
[06-23:25] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((my friend forgets to shut her alarm off when she goes home, so it goes off for an hour, then automatically shuts off. big deal the girl that lives next to her goes home over the weekend and it's not even that loud outside the door, but when I write really big on my board "I Have a migrane, please be considerate" they stand outside my door talking and laughing really loud. bitches. and they came in right at the part where I was telling her what fucking hypocrites they are))
[06-23:26] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he smiles softly.* well I get to take care of you now....* he sits back down by her, putting a straw in her drink for her.*
[06-23:26] 29e, *Gian Rogue : ooooooooo)
[06-23:27] a25, *Cookie Monster: ((Devour them alive))
[06-23:27] dd2, *Sacha : *walks in the room shutting the door and locking it. She slowly pulls out the dagger hidden between her breasts and throws it on the bed as she goes about dis arming herself.*
[06-23:28] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : Who knew how much you need fingers for? Or at least need them to bend anyway *waits patiently for him to do whatever he needs to do to her food*
[06-23:31] 29e, *Gian Rogue : yeah.* he gets that nice big soup spoon, blows on the soup a second then dips it into it, its like thick and mmmmmmy he then lifts it to her, *
[06-23:32] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she laughs* I didn't think you were serious *her mouth closes around the spoon, pulling back all full of tastey soup*
[06-23:33] dd2, *Sacha : *puts away her weaponds and slips into the bed laying down to rest*
[06-23:34] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((heck with it, I'm wanting fun tonight)) *There is a very sudden loud THUMP on the wall of Sacha's room*
[06-23:35] 29e, *Gian Rogue : well you need food.* he answers, then scoops and blows agains for her.*
[06-23:35] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((then you'd better change your icon, beloved *pinches cookies nipples*)) You can just plunk a straw in there. I'll be ok.
[06-23:36] 29e, *Gian Rogue : are you sure? *he asks, fully willing.* you know I don't have anywhere to be..
[06-23:36] a25, *Jihan Aloula : (((ieeeee! you're so mean!))
[06-23:38] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *slurps the soup off the spoon he already has handed to her* It's up to you. You're not getting laid either way *winks at him, apparently having a little sense of humor herself*
[06-23:38] dd2, *Sacha : *grabs a few floor plans and starts to look them over for her new job*
[06-23:38] dd2, *Sacha : *waiting for her pager to go off and tell her the money is in her account**
[06-23:38] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*is... its true. laughs wickedly*)
[06-23:39] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *he snickers some, repeating the spoon actions.* well I guess I'll live then.
[06-23:39] 29e, *Gian Rogue : (*cuddles her evil girl*)
[06-23:40] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((Sacha? No responce for one of the walls to her room making a loud thud?))
[06-23:40] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*snuggles her little dove*) You'll find someone shiney and new to flirt with. *slllurp*
[06-23:41] 29e, *Gian Rogue : uh huh.* he says wryly, repeat*
[06-23:42] dd2, *Sacha : (sorry missed that)*she looks up and over at the wall her eyes narrow a bit as she uses Auspex 1 to heightend her hearing to hear whats going on*
[06-23:44] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *she eats away until its gone because her player has to be getting to bed soon. Her stomach full of warm soup and sugary carbonated beverages, which make her immediately want to brush her teeth... SHIT! that's what she forgot*
[06-23:45] a25, *Jihan Aloula : *The thump came from a wall that sepparates her room from the next. Her heightened senses would pick up the voice of a woman that sounds VERY pissed talking in a threatening tone*
[06-23:46] dd2, *Sacha : *moves to the wall and touches it now being able to hear words*
[06-23:48] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *and he sighs and stands...... and then moves the tray after shes had drink and goes to the door* so you need anything? *he asks, hes going to make that.. call*
[06-23:49] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ...*and she immediately gets a long string of cusswords that ends in* zealot asshole! *there is the sound of something being moved off the wall on the other side and then a thump to indicate that whatever it was has been slammed right back on the wall again*
[06-23:49] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : A toothbrush. I'll call the front desk. *but since she can't wrap her hands around a spoon, she certainly can't around a toothbrush, but she just hopes he doesn't make that connection*
[06-23:49] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *needs to get off soon herself*)
[06-23:50] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (wanna make a long story short? go for it)
[06-23:50] dd2, *Sacha : *just shrugs and moves to the bed flopping down to make plans*(must go night all)
[06-23:51] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *uh huh..... sure okay* well okay .... I'll check up o you later.* he says, tossing a card on the bed.* you need me before I come back in the morning you call.. don't worry about it...* then he leaves*
[06-23:51] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : ((oh cookie. you came on after us old fogies have been at it all day and need to go to bed *huggles* I'll be yours tomorrow))
[06-23:52] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : *gets a door in the face when she tries to tell him not to bother coming back, that she doesn't need a babysitter* eh. *she just goes to get a drink of water, slushing it around in her mouth, then goes to bed*
[06-23:53] 29e, *Gian Rogue : *haha! * laters all!)
[06-23:53] a25, *Jihan Aloula : ((*sweeps you up for a huggle* love you mad darling!))
[06-23:54] 9b9, *Kailynn Benson : (*snuggles her bitches* love you both. sweet dreams ))
[06-23:54] EXIT: Kailynn Benson has left the chat ( 9:54pm, December 06 (CST) ).
[07-09:49] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[07-12:00] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[07-12:01] NICK: Lucreccia changed nick to LucrecciaWintersky.
[07-12:01] 1e8, ºLucrecciaWintersky: *wiggles*
[07-13:15] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[07-15:21] aca, ºmoth: *..peers.*
[07-16:31] JOIN: Celeste McCoh has entered.
[07-16:32] aa7, *Celeste McCoh : *glances*
[07-16:37] aa7, *Caine Lupas : *lurks*
[07-16:46] aa7, *Celeste McCoh : *poofs*
[07-17:02] JOIN: Lucreccia has entered.
[07-17:02] 1e8, ºLucreccia: *cries* I missed you again! *wraps Caine`s ghost in a hug* Dammit ...
[07-17:11] aa7, *Caine Lupas : *steps from lurky abyss*Hello?
[07-17:11] 1e8, ºLucreccia: *Tackles* It`s Cec!! How`re you?
[07-17:13] aa7, *Caine Lupas : *falls*Aaaa.. I know it's you I know yuie colour anywhere. I'm ok. How are ye?
[07-17:14] 1e8, ºLucreccia: Good, thank you! Are you going to be around for a while? *points* Did you take a look at that new thread on the board? You should.
[07-17:16] aa7, *Caine Lupas : K I'll look as soon as I get a chance I'm geting IMed to hell from family
[07-17:18] 1e8, ºLucreccia: Oh, I can understand how that is, indeed.
[07-17:19] aa7, *Caine Lupas : Okay I can take a brake from them now, n/m brb
[07-17:19] 1e8, ºLucreccia: All right!
[07-17:28] aa7, *Caine Lupas : brb got to go handle something
[07-17:34] 1e8, ºLucreccia: `s okay, I`m cooking.
[07-17:46] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[07-17:46] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 3:46pm, December 07 (CST) ).
[07-17:58] 1e8, ºLucreccia: *yawns* Boy am I tired. Gah.
[07-17:59] JOIN: Street Urchin has entered.
[07-17:59] 981, Street Urchin: ((Test))
[07-17:59] 981, Street Urchin: ((*Curses*))
[07-18:00] EXIT: Street Urchin has left the chat ( 3:59pm, December 07 (CST) ).
[07-18:00] 1e8, ºLucreccia: *waves to the Urchin* Evening!
[07-18:00] JOIN: Zaron has entered.
[07-18:00] 981, *Zaron: ((There we go))
[07-18:01] 981, *Zaron: ((* Glares at color*))
[07-18:01] 1e8, ºLucreccia: Well, then evening, Zaron.
[07-18:01] 981, *Zaron: Evening
[07-18:03] 981, *Zaron: .
[07-18:04] 1e8, ºLucreccia: Never expected to see you in here.
[07-18:05] 981, *Zaron: Never expected to come here
[07-18:05] 1e8, ºLucreccia: So why did you? Just out of curiosity.
[07-18:06] 981, *Zaron: Kinda stumbled into here last night, saw that RP actually takes place, and decided to give it a try
[07-18:07] 1e8, ºLucreccia: ^^: It IS a great room. A lot of RP talent in here. I`m sure you`ll find something to occupy yourself with.
[07-18:07] 981, *Zaron: .
[07-18:08] 981, *Zaron: Hopefully I will. I've gotten a bit rusty though from about a year haitatus of actually playing, so I also hope I can play as good as I used to
[07-18:10] 981, *Zaron: How about you? What brought you here?
[07-18:11] 1e8, ºLucreccia: A friend of mine created this room; I Admin here. Plus, all the great people that play here, just makes it such a wonderful place.
[07-18:11] 981, *Zaron: Aaaaaah
[07-18:11] 981, *Zaron: So, around what time does it usually start to pick up in here?
[07-18:13] 1e8, ºLucreccia: It`s completely random. It depends on when the players find time to be online. Everyone has different schedules, and life gets in the way sometimes. Some nights it`s very crowded, some, there`s no activity at all. I make a habit of checking everyonce in a while, during the day, if I get the tiem.
[07-18:13] 1e8, ºLucreccia: time* rather.
[07-18:14] 981, *Zaron 
: Aaaaaaaaaah
[07-18:14] 1e8, ºLucreccia: Just one moment, I`m switching handles.
[07-18:14] NICK: Lucreccia changed nick to Zarshreiy Kushiel.
[07-18:15] 1e8, ºZarshreiy Kushiel: *test*
[07-18:15] 1e8, ºZarshreiy Kushiel: Hmm ...
[07-18:20] 1e8, ºZarshreiy Kushiel: There, this one will do nicely.
[07-18:20] 981, *Zaron : * Slowly wakes up as he feels the train slow down. Still a groggy and not realizing what he is doing, he opens the blinds of roomette he is in...not knowing weather or not it's night yet*
[07-18:25] 981, *Zaron : * Luckily, it is night. As he focuses his eyes, he can see LA's Union Station approaching. Knowing that he is not being watched, he opens his duffle bag and makes sure that his sword and gun are still in there, along with his other clothes. Once he sees that everything is in order, he simply closes the bag, and waits for he train to stop.*
[07-18:30] 981, *Zaron : * Once the train stops, he stands, grabs his bag, casually walks out of his room, making an effort not to touch anyone. Last thing he would need would be a repeat of Phenoix, when some kid bumped into him and swore he felt colder then ice. As soon as he is off the train, he walks out of the station, onto the main road, and heads north for a few blocks until he finds a payphone.*
[07-18:34] 9b9, ºEnvy: *lurks about, keepin' y'all in line*
[07-18:35] 981, *Zaron : * Looks around and under the payphone, looking for a phone book. When he finally finds one, looks for the number to the taxi company, puts some change into the phone, and then dials it.*
[07-18:36] 981, *Zaron : Hello? Yeah, I'm at the corner of *inaudiuable*. Phone number??? * Looks at the number on the payphone and repeats it back to the operator*. It's for Zaron. Next avalible cab? Alright. * Hangs up.*
[07-18:36] 1e8, ºZarshreiy Kushiel 
: *it`s not easy being the Matria of her Family; not at all. So many demands from so many places, and so many bloodlines to keep straight and true. Ah, well. That`s why she was giving herself the night off. And why not? For all the hundreds of years she`d been Matria, it was her right once a century or so. Smoothing silken hair in a mirror on the hallway wall just before the front door of her private building, she makes her way into the night with a deep, relaxing breath. What a relief, to just be a woman for an evening. Smiling, she slides her purse onto her shoulder and considers what to do with herself*
