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[22-19:34] dc4, ºEnvy: *gets new baby Laura AND a new sibling in april*
[22-19:34] 4d1, ºLAMadame: Do you know what your sibling is yet?
[22-19:35] dc4, ºEnvy: nope : (
[22-19:35] 4d1, ºLAMadame: Aww!
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[22-19:38] b99, *Squirrel: omg...Talib...that was one of my character's names here on a PJJ room AND on Neverwinter Nights!
[22-19:38] 4d1, ºLAMadame: *huggles Squirrelly* Hey you!
[22-19:38] dc4, ºEnvy: well, my dad wants it to be a boy, but I want a girl
[22-19:39] b99, *Squirrel: Heyya Manda
[22-19:41] 4d1, ºLAMadame: Littttle sister, litttle sister! *sings* I am in one hell of a mood ... phew. *skitters to make a cup of tea* My mommy is the best! *dance, dance*
[22-19:41] dc4, ºEnvy: *pounces Squirrelie*
[22-19:42] b99, *Squirrel: Oomfa! *Pounced* Nice to see you too, Envy
[22-19:44] dc4, ºEnvy: you're back! *is off the phone now*
[22-19:47] b99, *Squirrel: Yup! That I am! And thanks to a screwed up sleep schedule that lead me to getting tp bed at a very normal time, I have a max of 3 hours to RP before I zonk out, heh
[22-19:47] dc4, ºEnvy: well, I'm up for it!
[22-19:49] 4d1, ºLAMadame: I`ll leave you two to it! You should leech all the time y`ve got with each other!
[22-19:49] b99, *Squirrel: Alrighty! Who ya want? Where ya want it? And could I ask you to make the first post?
[22-19:52] b99, *Squirrel: =( I'm not regged for the private room...I wanna see if it's been used yet too!
[22-19:53] dc4, ºEnvy: Oh, it's been used
[22-19:54] dc4, ºEnvy: should leech time with you.... *pulls her madame into Twilight* um... who do I feel like tonight, Squirrelie.
[22-19:54] b99, *Squirrel: Reg me! I wanna read all teh juicy and hot posts
[22-19:55] 135, ºEnvy: I can't Moth has to
[22-19:56] 135, ºEnvy: besides! it's not for your entertainment, mr!
[22-19:56] 62b, *Talib: lol
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[22-19:58] 4d1, ºLAMadame: (*hops into twilight*)
[22-19:58] b99, *Squirrel: Oh come on! Don't tell me you haven't gone in there and checked out the logs for some entertainment....
[22-20:01] b99, *Squirrel: Bah...anyways, have to make a note for Moth to reg me for that. Who ya wantin to RP with?
[22-20:02] 135, ºEnvy: no... I haven't *made most of them... cough cough*
[22-20:02] 135, ºEnvy: I don't care, really. I'm up for anything
[22-20:03] b99, *Squirrel: lol ok...hehe
[22-20:03] b99, *Squirrel: Hmm
[22-20:05] 135, ºEnvy: I could play Marley... I think she's the only one that would do anything interesting enough to keep your attention
[22-20:06] b99, *Squirrel: Ok..uh...well...that should be good, put her somewhere and I'll get one of me chars out for ya
[22-20:07] 135, ºEnvy: no matter where?
[22-20:10] 4d1, ºLAMadame: (*leaves for now, this window is slooowing her down!*)
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[22-20:11] b99, *Squirrel: *cough, bashes IE* Nope, no matter where
[22-20:11] 62b, *Talib: firefox does not like pjj or its just laggin
[22-20:11]       Talib smacks his browser around
[22-20:12] b99, *Squirrel: Firefox is usually what I use and I rarely have aproblem viewing PJJ
[22-20:13] 62b, *Talib: i think its lagging
[22-20:14] 135, ºMarley Watkins : *dances her way out of the crowd and towards the bar. High on whatever little pills were shoved into her mouth on the floor, along with the occasional shots she's been taking... she was feeling good on her night off. Is it her night off? She can't remember for sure, but she's far past the point of caring if she's supposed to be anywhere else*
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[22-20:27] 135, ºMarley Watkins : (*has been ditched*)
[22-20:33] 62b, *Talib: (*just watchs*)
[22-20:34] 135, ºMarley Watkins : (*waits, not in any huge hurry tonight*)
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[22-20:42] 135, ºEnvy: *snuggles Kitty*
[22-20:45] 29e, ºKitty: *snuggles and runs off to restart computer*
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[22-20:52] f77, ºKitty: backy!
[22-20:53] 135, ºEnvy: wb!
[22-20:55] f77, ºKitty: ty
[22-20:55] dc4, ºEnvy: *snugglies* how're you, tonight, my little tulip?
[22-20:57] f77, ºKitty: *purrs* pretty good... hows you ????
[22-20:58] dc4, ºEnvy: good! flying high, baby. barbituates
[22-21:01] f77, ºKitty: hehe
[22-21:02] dc4, ºEnvy: had a headache *snuggle snuggle snuggle&
[22-21:03] f77, ºKitty: aww *pets and cuddles*
[22-21:05] dc4, ºEnvy: I got ditched
[22-21:06] f77, ºKitty: errrrr growly!
[22-21:06] dc4, ºEnvy: squirrelie hates me
[22-21:11] f77, ºKitty: aww! why?!
[22-21:12] 135, ºEnvy: because I'm not as cool as Cookie. I'm all ditchable *woe is me*
[22-21:14] f77, ºKitty: aww! I'll not ditch you! unless my computer acts up! *love love*
[22-21:14] 135, ºEnvy: and I can't find the uploaded pic of me and robin
[22-21:15] f77, ºKitty: ack!
[22-21:15] 62b, *Talib: meow
[22-21:18] 135, ºEnvy: blah *frowns*
[22-21:19] 62b, *Talib: so are there vampires n stuff liek that in here or it just normal humans?
[22-21:19] 62b, *Talib: dident catch much rping to find out
[22-21:19] 135, ºEnvy: there are vampires and... well, everything in the world in here
[22-21:21] 62b, *Talib: hehe ah, because then anda told me about this play soe said something among the line of "please dont try to kill my hcar" dident catch why lol
[22-21:21] 62b, *Talib: char*
[22-21:22] 135, ºEnvy: lol yeah... a lot is allowed in here. I want people to have fun. fun means being able to have cool charries
[22-21:22] 62b, *Talib: ah coo coo
[22-21:22] f77, ºKitty: yup, vampies weres ....... *growls loudly, thinks envy is forgetting her*
[22-21:24]       Talib smirks "hehe click on my name n youl see what talib is
[22-21:24] 135, ºEnvy: *wouldn't forget her kitty!*
[22-21:24] 135, ºEnvy: *knows what Talib is* I know who you are. I'm Lillie from the VK
[22-21:25] 62b, *Talib: ooo
[22-21:25] 62b, *Talib: should update the sheet
[22-21:27] f77, ºKitty: *is Darkcrow / Saven.. probably isn't remembered...... *
[22-21:27] 135, ºEnvy: *remembers!*
[22-21:28] 135, ºEnvy: So, since I've been ditched for good, it seems, either of you fine folks wanna get IC with me?
[22-21:30] 9a7, ºLAMadame: (*attacks everyone, filling their pockets with candy and spreading the love! Before she`s GONE again! Whoo!*)
[22-21:31] f77, ºKitty: *blink*
[22-21:31] 62b, *Talib: sweet
[22-21:32] 135, ºEnvy: She's just the best
[22-21:33] f77, ºKitty: *falls over*
[22-21:34] 135, ºEnvy: *makes out with Kitty... not in some shadowed corner either*
[22-21:35] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *gives extra special loves for her Envy and Kitty. JUST noticed Kitty`s an ADMIN! WHOO! `bout time! Gets in on the make out session*
[22-21:36]       Talib just rolls his eyes
[22-21:36] f77, ºKitty: *whooo!!!!!*
[22-21:36] f77, ºKitty: I'm that Kitty! *ravages both girls*
[22-21:37] 135, ºEnvy: *is such a slut... it's true*
[22-21:39] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *allows herself to be used for the two`s pleasure! Har!*
[22-21:39] f77, ºKitty: *wonders if anyone would like to play with her professional escort chick* *uses and anuses! hahahaha!!!... gives some to Talib if interested*
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[22-21:40] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *Thwacks Fox* Oh, you`re just as kinky, and you know it!
[22-21:41]       Talib just smirks
[22-21:44] 135, ºEnvy: *doesn't have a char for a professional escort chick. not for an actual escort play at least*
[22-21:48] f77, ºKitty: *sigh*
[22-21:48] 135, ºEnvy: the only rich person I have is Madi, and she... wouldn't call an escort service
[22-21:49] 135, ºEnvy: maybe Talib will! he should come IC sometime anyhow
[22-21:49] f77, ºKitty: *nods*
[22-21:49] f77, ºKitty: Talib! yes! *slitheres over to Talib*
[22-21:53]       Talib gets a gooy inside
[22-21:54] 9a7, ºLAMadame: You`re such a sap! *pokes at Fox`s gooy insides with a stick*
[22-21:55] f77, ºKitty: *Run pounces Manda*
[22-21:56] 62b, *Talib: not my problem i make a good screw buddy *rises how eyebrows a few times n just grins*
[22-21:57] 9a7, ºLAMadame: Hey! *shifty eyes* *pounced! Whoo! -rolls into a field of daisies and kisses all over* As for you being a good screw ... well ... *giggles and wiggles the brows back*
[22-21:57] 62b, *Talib: lol
[22-21:59] 62b, *Talib: i might go ic in a few im multitaking again
[22-22:00] 135, ºEnvy: she got in and had ass for days like whoop BAM god DAMN!
[22-22:00] 135, ºEnvy: *coughs* sorry! had and Ice Cube tourettes moment
[22-22:00] 62b, *Talib: what sonfg was that>?
[22-22:01] 135, ºEnvy: Roll All Day (my favorite)
[22-22:01] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *loves evny SO MUCH* OHOH! Did you ... wait. This is too good. Ihave to tell you IM.
[22-22:01] 135, ºEnvy: We can roll all day, if I can ride all night (gotta full tanka unleaded)
[22-22:01] 135, ºEnvy: *blinks* tell me!
[22-22:02] f77, ºKitty: ..........
[22-22:03] 9a7, ºLAMadame: Oh! It was just that Snoop Dogg was on the Spike Video Game awards and he was great.
[22-22:05] 135, ºEnvy: and I said "Method WHOOO from the Wu-Tang WHOOO" I be hectic and comin' for the hippies!
[22-22:06] 9a7, ºLAMadame: Poor hippies ... *mourns*
[22-22:07] 135, ºEnvy: Mutha wanna hang with the Meth bring a rope cuz the only way you hang is by the neck n*** WHOA ((*doesn't really know all the words since she only listens to the MSI cover all the time and they go too fast*
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[22-22:09] d4e, ºKitty: mewl *is lost now*
[22-22:09] dc4, ºEnvy: *cough* sorry. my rap knowledge is embarrassingly extensive
[22-22:10] 9a7, ºLAMadame: I think it`s cool that you know so much about rap. I don`t. I`m so ignorant.
[22-22:11] dc4, ºEnvy: I love alllll music, just some less than others. good rap is like dirty poetry with a beat
[22-22:12] 9a7, ºLAMadame: That`s SUCH a great analogy. And I`m a Music freak. Enya, Fear Factory, Eagles, Billy Talent, and Ella Fitzgerald and Old Blue Eyes all fit in my CD Case. You know, if I had one.
[22-22:13] 9a7, ºLAMadame: And I love all the old thirties and fourties and fifties stuff ... like, Angel Eyes and shit. Har. Thanks, Dad! *gurgles*
[22-22:14] 62b, *Talib: moonspell?
[22-22:14] dc4, ºEnvy: *quotes the Big Lebowski* I've had a rough night, man and I fuckin' hate the Eagles!
[22-22:14] dc4, ºEnvy: *loves TCR.... a lot!*
[22-22:15] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *cries* I LOVE THE EAGLES! And Moonspell, and Iced Earth, and all the great bands that YOU introduced me to, Fox.
[22-22:16] f77, ºKitty: *will eventually hear TCR... ^^' .............................. falls over.. laughing* Lebowski.. haha.. *is going to be a **Grabowski....**
[22-22:16] 9a7, ºLAMadame: VnV NATIONNNNNNNNNN! *gargle*
[22-22:16] f77, ºKitty: Moonspell!!!
[22-22:16] 9a7, ºLAMadame: Neeeeed to sleeeeeep.
[22-22:16] 62b, *Talib: lol another one i give her
[22-22:17] dc4, ºEnvy: I listened to Moonspell and Iced Earth. They're... ok. I dunno. a little um... boring for me *hides*
[22-22:17] 9a7, ºLAMadame: OMG I`m still SO obsessed with them. Look what you did to me! ANOTHER band to be obsessed with! Like I don`t have enough! *rapes Fox* Bastard!
[22-22:18] 9a7, ºLAMadame: *LOVES everyone to pieces and goes to bed* GNIGHT!
[22-22:18] 62b, *Talib: lollerskates
[22-22:18] 62b, *Talib: night
[22-22:19] f77, ºKitty: night lvoe
[22-22:21] dc4, ºEnvy: *dances around all ballet like* Watch me fault her. You're living like a disaster. She said "Kill me faster" with strawberry gashes all over all over
[22-22:22] f77, ºKitty: JOJ!!!
[22-22:23] dc4, ºEnvy: *sighs* so pretty!
[22-22:24] dc4, ºEnvy: too bad Jessika is such a bitch *could just pummel her for how rotten she's been to Robin over the years and all the bullshit she says*
[22-22:24]       Talib adds to talibs char sheet
[22-22:28] f77, ºKitty: *will beat her willingly*
[22-22:28] dc4, ºEnvy: Robin lets me come over to her house and make cookies and drink her rum... does Jessika do that... NO!
[22-22:29] f77, ºKitty: heh
[22-22:29] dc4, ºEnvy: anyway... RP?
[22-22:30] 62b, *Talib: added a taint
[22-22:31] dc4, ºEnvy: sweet!
[22-22:31] 62b, *Talib: gota lofe dark fate ea?
[22-22:31] 62b, *Talib: love*
[22-22:32] dc4, ºEnvy: thank god you fixed that. I thought you were speakin' elvish or something
[22-22:33] 62b, *Talib: lol
[22-22:33] 62b, *Talib: typoneze
[22-22:33] f77, ºKitty: hehe *snickers and waaaaants to play her Escort, but will play anyone for envy.... MAKES talib play*
[22-22:34] dc4, ºEnvy: yeah... I can usually speak that language.
[22-22:36] 62b, *Talib: (might as well, il try multitaking a little moew lol)
[22-22:37] f77, ºKitty: *makes Talib start and will fire up her chars!*
[22-22:40]       Talib gives a brisk yawn as he walks down the street. Much walking and little play for this garu. The arub looking gentalmen seems like he just got out of bed even tho he has been walking for about 12 hours. He looks around slightly, looking at the peoplke n places as he goes on.
[22-22:40] dc4, ºMadi : *waits in the bar, luckily, the little red headed bartender (who shouldn't be here as far as she's concerned since the thing can't even pour any drinks with all of those broken fingers) seems more interested in her book than in the goings on of the bar. There is a briefcase at her feet*
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[22-22:44] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *And hes on his way to meet her, he'd gotten all she needed but he expected to get the extra money, hell he was after all 20 hours ahead on delivery.*
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[22-22:47] dc4, ºMadi : *she looks at her watch and sighs... how dumb of her to be early. It just made his lateness even more intolerable... if he was even going to be late, which he wasn't quite yet. She was impressed that he'd gotten it done early. Well, maybe not impressed, but it was certainly always nice to get things before expected*
[22-22:47] 8a3, *Bekka Cell: *Shes at club, her cellphone on the table before her, along with a long island iced tea, she dressed as in the picture, her violet eyes watching the people around her*
[22-22:48]       Talib sighs as he stops n looks around. "Might as well....." He has nothing better to do but poke around the city a little. He might be a wolf at birth but is still curus about the human way of life. Guess he just has a higher talerence then most. He eyes a bar not far from him and starts to walk towards it.
[22-22:49] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He gets to the bar and looks in before he enters, to make sure shes there, then he goes and stands beside her...*
[22-22:49] b0d, *teufle hund: *he awakes heading down to the streets to roam again his berettas perched under his armani suit coat*
[22-22:50] dc4, ºMadi : *stands as he approaches, never one to look up to someone. She lifts the case along with her* Where are we going? *since... he obviously didn't and couldn't bring them all with him
[22-22:50] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : She, taps her finger, wondering why her cell hadn't rung, after all she was the top girl for more than three months.. wasn't she? all other nights were good, why not tonight?*
[22-22:52] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : Warehouse, four blocks down.. *he answers.* is it .. all there? *he asks, raising a brow.*
[22-22:53] dc4, ºMadi : That depends. *she moves around him, then past him for the door*
[22-22:54] b0d, *teufle hund: *he decides to go into the club for a beer, he goes up to the tender* Heffenweiss *he gets his beer as he looks around the joint*
[22-22:54]       Talib smirks slightly as he pushes though the door just before they get to it. He nods hello as he walks past them and out of the way.
[22-22:56] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *And he follows, once out heading down the street*
[22-22:57] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She takes a long drink of her long island, straightening her wavey red hair as she so often had to do.*
[22-23:00] 05b, ºMadi : *nods back, since she's polite. once out the door, she goes for her Jag. She'd wanted a Bently, like she her baby in Hungary, but Lennon pointed out that it was a little flashy for how low they're supposed to be laying. She stops, watching him walk down the street* Where are you going? There is no way I can carry them back
[22-23:00] b0d, *teufle hund: *he eyes the inhabitants of the club noticing several would make a very good meal*
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[22-23:02]       Talib herms slightly, looks around a little as he walks ovet to the bar. The trenched arab sits down on a stool. He coughs lightly n waits for the tender... if one ever comes. Hell hes happy hes sitting.
[22-23:03] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : *looks up from her book, being the one sitting behind the bar* Yes?
[22-23:04] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : you think that car is going to hold all the stuff you wanted?
[22-23:05] 8a3, *Alii Walker: (*test*)
[22-23:06] 05b, ºMadi : Yes. This car can do much more than it was built to do *opens the door and gets inside, watching him patiently through the windshield*
[22-23:06]       Talib smirks slightly as he turns his head to Kailynn "Can I have a Jack n Coke?" cock shis head slightly as he asks.
[22-23:07] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : Yes, but you'll have to make it yourself. *her book closes as she holds up one hand, all of the fingers bandaged together* I'm really more of a babysitter.
[22-23:08] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She herself is in the club, eyeing the general public, thinking... Her green eyes wander over the faces, her strawberry blond hair in her eyes like it always was*
[22-23:09] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : Fine.. *he mumbles and gets in the other side, staring straight ahead*
[22-23:09] b0d, *teufle hund: *he eyes the lady with the strawberry blond hair and notices shes doin the same thing he is but thinks nothing of it*
[22-23:09]       Talib blinks n nods "Ah I see, sure I dont mind" He pulls out a 20 n sets it on the bar for payment of the drinks and more drinks to come.
[22-23:10] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She continues to sip her drink, sighing slightly, poking the phone, hoping it will ring...* (*wonders whats the use of playing this character now........*)
[22-23:10] 05b, ºMadi : *she starts the car and zooms off, driving like the was either a former race car driver... or been driving in a city for a long time* Just point where.
[22-23:11] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : *laughs a little, opening her book again* Well, good. You would be awfully thirsty if you did.
[22-23:13] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *And he does, a left, a right, straight..... turn into a parking lot.... *
[22-23:14] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She sighs, downing a shot of vodka and walking over to the clubs bar and getting another.*
[22-23:15] 05b, ºMadi : *and she does, coming to an abrupt stop* I would like to look at them, of course.
[22-23:15] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *Just has Bekka Sitting there for a while...*
[22-23:15] b0d, *teufle hund: *he walks over to alii* Vodka? *his german accent is very heavy* i vould think a voman as classy as yourself vould be drinking manhattens
[22-23:16]       Talib chuckles slightly as he makes his way behind the bar. " I broke my hand a few times.. hirts like no other." Puts a glass, a bootle of jack and 2 cans of coke ont he bar. Then he slips back on the other side n makes his drink. "So how did you hirt your hand?" try to make some small talk.. even tho hes not big for it.
[22-23:16] 05b, ºMadi : ((ok, I know "hund" means dog, what does "teufle" mean?))
[22-23:16] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : Of course, I wouldn't have you pay if you didn't..
[22-23:16] b0d, *teufle hund: ((devil))
[22-23:16] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : brb)
[22-23:17] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : um *she's not either. Too bad that she hasn't made up a good story yet, but then again, she hasn't really spoken to anybody that hasn't known yet* Just... an accident.
[22-23:17] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : ((that's right! Teufle und Tod... Hell and Heaven. I haven't seen it written in about two years. thanks! it was driving me nuts))
[22-23:18] b0d, *teufle hund: ((not a problem...it was my nick name in the army lol))
[22-23:20] 05b, ºMadi : *gets out of the car, the case in her hand. She carries herself so professionally, as if she's a pro at this... which she is, just not on this small of a scale. She waits for him to lead the way* ((I'm pretty sure that Teufle means hell, though and diablo is devil... which is cool because it's ripped off from spanish. German... almost as bastardized as English))
[22-23:21] b0d, *teufle hund: ((no holle is hell))
[22-23:22] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : (*will have to take it up with her German prof*)
[22-23:22]       Talib nods as he picks up the glass. "Ah I see" Seems she wants to keep it to herself.. ah o well. He drinks the glass down with ease. Seems he can put down quite a few.
[22-23:22] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She looks to teufle* but it gets the job done *she answers, smirking somewhat.*
[22-23:23] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *And he leads the way, tot he back of the building and into a small door*
[22-23:23] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : *and she doesn't. Both her hands look that way, though... which makes it obvious as to why she can't grab bottles and pour drinks* Just help yourself. I'm supposed to take 10% off your tab for the inconvenience
[22-23:24]       Talib nods as he picks up the glass. "Ah I see" Seems she wants to keep it to herself.. ah o well. He drinks the glass down with ease. Seems he can put down quite a few.
[22-23:25] 05b, ºMadi : *she hands him the money once they're inside. She goes right to the guns, even if it's dark. She can see them, smell them... which isn't so good for her cover of being human, a cover that she's still not used to having to think about making*
[22-23:25] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : (*doesn't=does*))
[22-23:25] b0d, *teufle hund: that depends on vat the job is *he winks drinkin his beer some more* oh i appologise vere are mein manners i am Hans
[22-23:27] 8a3, *Alii Walker: Hans eh? *she raises a brow biting back what she wants to say about that name. * Alii here.. *She answers, getting another shot and downing it, and shes not even tipsy yet*
[22-23:28] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : ((talib, did you notice that you posted the same thing twice, dearie?))
[22-23:28] b0d, *teufle hund: *he notices the hold back* come on say it I think ive heard them all *he chuckles*
[22-23:29] 62b, *Talib: (opz)
[22-23:29] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : And he opens the case, already counting the money... all the guns are there, newer and better than one might expect.* (is all the money there, like the extra he asked for?)
[22-23:30] 05b, ºMadi : ((yes))
[22-23:30] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She smirks, then leaning against the bar and looking up at him, black strap of her tank falling over her arm* It's a stupid name and its not really yours..
[22-23:30] 05b, ºMadi : *she raises a brow as she looks them over, taking a few apart and putting them back together with an expert skill that may not be expected from such a prissy looking woman* Very nice *said as she's in the middle of doing just that*
[22-23:32] b0d, *teufle hund: Und see there you are vrong my dear *he is slightly offended but ehh he's drinkin, shes drinkin so he'll let it go*
[22-23:32]       Talib smiles "10% is nice.. betten them most people would give" makes another drink but takes his time. "So whos the main tender... since you said you where babysitting."
[22-23:32] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *And once hes happy with the money, he smirks.* glad you think so, do you need anything else? *He asks, he seems in a better mood, even if hes looking around him still... nervous fella..*
[22-23:34] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She just shrugs, he asked what she thought, she didn't care what he thought.. She downs another drink, not caring to act if she was drunk or not to the others.*
[22-23:37] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : Harmonia, the owner... who is very nice, actually. Then me. *flips a page in her book.*
[22-23:37] b0d, *teufle hund: *as he tips his beer the tattoo on the inside of his wrist comes half visible it is the crest of his coven the tattoo looks old but its alot older then most would guess* can i buy your next couple?
[22-23:38] 05b, ºMadi : I need these loaded into my car... the ones you can lift at least *said this time as she's putting the gun back together* I can get the ones that you can't
[22-23:39] 8a3, *Alii Walker: No.* She answers, maybe a bit quick shes not used to males paying attention to her anymore, hell usually she was sitting ouside her forty-something year old husbands house, wishing that he would forgive her for being what she was...*
[22-23:40] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *Considering he was a vampire too, and his pale skin should note that, he could. so he nodded, put the money in a corner and then proceeded to get the big things and head out*
[22-23:40] b0d, *teufle hund: fine have it your vay *he turns back to his meal shopping of the rest of the crowd*
[22-23:40] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : (whoo! KIX!)
[22-23:41] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *she growls at herself....* Sorry..* she mumbles, green eyes glancing his way.*
[22-23:41] 05b, ºMadi : *knew he was a vampire. She was just kind of being a bitch. She follows him out, opening the trunk of her car. It's obviously been altered, since she can fold most of it up, the bottom deeper than it should be*
[22-23:42] b0d, *teufle hund: *he just shrugs it off as he eyes a very promissing blonde* dont vorry about it
[22-23:43] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He knew that, he just.. bleh he then goes back and forth, carrying the stuff to and fro for the little wench*
[22-23:45] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She fights the urge to mock his accent, but she doesn't... Shes in one of those... well hell she really was like that, bu normally the filter was easy to take charge.. but not tonight..* yeah.. sure... *she lets out a heavy sigh*
[22-23:45] 62b, *Talib: (semi afk)
[22-23:45] 05b, ºMadi : *arranges and rearranges the things in her car, always seeming to find space. The front seat next to her can completely fold down and even go under her seat... it's incredible*
[22-23:46] b0d, *teufle hund: vats wrong? *he looks over deciding the blonde would taste crappy after having pilar for the last few days*
[22-23:47] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *Once its all arranged and finished he gets his money and steps back out.* do you need anything else?
[22-23:49] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She doesn't answer for a long time, her skin which used to be peaches and cream, now pale and goth scene looking.* my death..* she says plainly, looking over to him.*
[22-23:49]       Talib nods slightly "Ah seems to be a ok place from first looks." He finishs mixxing the drink and then drink sit. The taste is much stronger then anything else but he finds it to his likeing strangly.
[22-23:49] b0d, *teufle hund: you look pretty alive to me *he chuckles as he signals for another beer*
[22-23:50] 05b, ºMadi : I don't believe so *closes her trunk, then sticks her hand in her pocket for her keys, but has to ajust her hand half way through when her ring gets stuck on her pocket*
[22-23:50] 8a3, *Alii Walker: as you probably know by now looks are decieving.. *she answers, her brow raised slightly.*
[22-23:52] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : It is. It even has apartments upstairs that are pretty decent. I guess she rents them out really cheap, too. *glances over, keeping an eye on what he's making and if the $20 can cover it. So far, it does*
[22-23:52] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He watches her actions for a moment, then he nods to her, giving her a slight, mock bow.* if you need me again you know how to find me then..
[22-23:52] b0d, *teufle hund: *decides to play dumb a bit* how so? dont tell me your one of those guys who dress like women
[22-23:54] 8a3, *Alii Walker: do these look fake?* she asks, grabbing her own breasts, shes long given up her caring of what others think. * You know what I mean.. *Is all she says, getting another drink.*
[22-23:54] 05b, ºMadi : *pulls her keys out, holding them in her hand* Actually, I don't, but I assume Lennon does?
[22-23:55]       Talib smitks as he notices shes watching him mixxing the drink. Guessing on he might reach his limit a little soone rthen he likes he puts down another 20. "How much is the rent on them?" is not rilly intristed in getting one but just is intristed.
[22-23:55] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : yes *he answers, nodding slightly.* he does.
[22-23:55] b0d, *teufle hund: lets pretend i do *he is definantly looking at the very nice rack she was just grabbing*
[22-23:56] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : I don't really remember, honestly. I could call her if you need to know. *blows some of her straight red hair from her face*
[22-23:57] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *yup it was a nice rack, quite a few of her 130lbs.. * oh lets.. * she says, slightly sarcastic*
[22-23:58] b0d, *teufle hund: so what about your death *he says death kinda funky since in all his years he doesnt see it as a death but as a rebirth* are you having issues vith?
[22-23:59] 8a3, *Alii Walker: everything.. *she answers downing the shot and putting her forhead on the counter..*
[22-23:59] 05b, ºMadi : Well, since we're in the same place, I guess it wouldn't be too hard to find you *holds her hand out* It's been a surprisng pleasure doing business with you, Mr. McMarth.
[23-00:00] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : Same here.. *He answers, shaking her hand briskly before turning and starting to head off, trench flowing behind him.*
[23-00:01] b0d, *teufle hund: *he reaches over resting a calming hand on her back it feels cold but there is a feeling of comfort coming forth from it, he looks around noticing all the mortals around* how about ve go somevere und have a talk
[23-00:01]       Talib nods slightly "Ah ok." Starts to mix another drink. (still semi afk)
[23-00:03] 8a3, *Alii Walker: Oh yay, somewhere else..* she mumbles, standing straight and then putting on that facade, red hair falling in her face as she puts on a smile.* where?
[23-00:03] 05b, ºMadi : *looks into her car and notices something on the floor where her passenger seat used to be and she picks it up... a flask. It's not hers, and it's not Lennons* Excuse me.
[23-00:04] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He turns around, raising a brow, * yes?
[23-00:04] b0d, *teufle hund: ve could go back to my place if you would like to continue your drinkin or if that vould be too forvard of me ve could find some quiet park somewhere *she can see there is no hiddon malace in his eyes*
[23-00:04] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : *looks at him fully* Ok? Does that mean you want me to call her...?
[23-00:04] 05b, ºMadi : *lifts the flask, a little bit of liquid still in it* Does this belong to you?
[23-00:05]       Talib shakes his head no "Sorry if i confused you"
[23-00:05] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She stares at him, long and hard.. then nods slightly, paying for her drinks then walking out of the club.*
[23-00:06] b0d, *teufle hund: *he pays as well leading her outside* so vere too?
[23-00:06] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He frowns and shakes his head* no, its not
[23-00:07] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *she sighs, shoulders slumped, its been 22 years since shes really talked to anyone but the blooddolls and they just fed her, nothing more..* Your place
[23-00:07] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : *shrugs* It's been happening a lot *she hasn't been reading the book, but more like using it as a distraction. With Gian gone and Jaylin not upstairs, she feels pretty vulnerable and alone. She does really stupid things when she's alone*
[23-00:09] b0d, *teufle hund: ok *but before he leads her he faces her fixing her tank for her* you shouldnt slouch you are a beauitful lady und should show it off *he gives her a wink as he leads her to a swanky hotel*
[23-00:09] 05b, ºMadi : *her brows furrow and she looks at it again* Are you positive?
[23-00:10] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *That comment doesn't do a thing for her, she just follows him, hey she can slump if she wants.*
[23-00:11] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : yes.. I don't carry flasks..* he answers.*
[23-00:12] b0d, *teufle hund: *he enters the presidential suite which is more like a small house* have a seat on the couch if you vant *he takes his suit coat and holsters off and goes over to the bar pullin out a bottle of Vodka and 2 rocks glasses putitng it down infront of her* so tell me vhy you are not liking your current state
[23-00:13] 05b, ºMadi : *shrugs and tosses it back in* I guess it's mine now *smiles lightly* Have a good evening.
[23-00:14] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She does sit down, crossing her jean clad legs.* because although I made the choice, I didn't want it. and because I had a mate and a daughter.. I had a family that I can't be apart of now..
[23-00:15] 8a3, *Ian McMarth : *He gives a slight wave and walks off*
[23-00:15] 05b, ºMadi : *and she gets in her car and drives off*
[23-00:16] b0d, *teufle hund: *he fills her glass for her* und your mate knows you have been turned?
[23-00:19] 8a3, *Alii Walker: 22 years ago I had to leave them both, he knows....... he.. hes a werecat... *like being a werecat explains why they were apart, her shoulders still slumped, watches him.*
[23-00:20] 05b, ºKailynn Benson : ((must go to bed... so tired)) *she closes the book and puts it back under the bar* Well, my shift is up. *and luckily, someone comes in at that moment to relieve her because she was leaving regardless. She nods to Talib* Take it easy *then she's gone out the door*
[23-00:20] b0d, *teufle hund: so? i have had relataions with many werecats, wolves, snakes, und a few others *he drinks some of his own* have you seen him since you left?
[23-00:21]       Talib sips on the freshly mixxed drink. He sniffs the air slightly between a sip. Herming slightly he looks around a little. Seems his little 6th sence is starting to bug him slightly. "Gnight, sleep well..."
[23-00:21] 62b, *Talib: (im being yelled at over a voice comm lol im back fully now)
[23-00:22] 8a3, *Alii Walker: (since envy is going to bed, wonders if now Talib would play with Bekka*) A few times... yes.. *Right now she looks rather emotionally vulnerable... damnit.*
[23-00:23] b0d, *teufle hund: *he knows he could move in but he figures he should help a fellow creature of the night out* who was your sire?
[23-00:23] 62b, *Talib: (Yes plez before I start drinkign rl. that would be funny)
[23-00:24] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She looks starply to him* He's, not alive.. or whatever you call it anymore.. *she says..*
[23-00:24] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (okay.. should she leave the club and wander around?)
[23-00:25] b0d, *teufle hund: so? if your sire taught you correctly you would be able to go back to your mate *there was a bit sharply back, he has sired hundreds of vamps in his day*
[23-00:26] 8a3, *Alii Walker: he died the night he made me.. *she answers, low.*
[23-00:27] b0d, *teufle hund: so no one ever trained you? *he quirks an eyebrow*
[23-00:28]       Talib chuckles slightly as he finishes his drink "Im donw now.." he says to the new tender. His finger taps ont he money on the table showing its what he is using to pay fo rthe dirnks. (might as well go outside now)
[23-00:28] 8a3, *Alii Walker: no... *she says. *
[23-00:30] b0d, *teufle hund: *he leans forward* i can train you and when your done you will be able to get your mate back....but i should warn you it is hard
[23-00:30] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She sighs, God, this was a boring and slow night... she grabbed her cellphone and jammed it in her purse, and tossed a ten for tip on the table then stood up.*
[23-00:32] 8a3, *Alii Walker: Can you give me my humanity back? *she asks, she knows he can't. and she stares into his eyes with her intent, sad, green ones*
[23-00:33]       Talib nods to the tender as he gets his change. He leaves 5$ on the counter "Be sure to give it to the young lady who was here before you if you can." with that he nods goodbye n walks towards the door. You could sware his boots are making more of a thumb then they are spuuost to on the floor for a guy his size.
[23-00:34] b0d, *teufle hund: *he looks back at her with all knowing eyes* the first hundred years are the hardest
[23-00:34] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She walks out of the club after a little pushing and heads down the street, sighing.*
[23-00:36] 62b, *Talib: (What is bekka by the way?)
[23-00:36] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She stands up, tilting her head back and glaring at him.* I am not living over 100 years.. I can't stand this now I couldn't stand it more than that... *her lip trembles though, shes angry, and about to cry at the mere thought.*
[23-00:37] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (human)
[23-00:37] b0d, *teufle hund: *she all of a suddon has a calming thought in her head as he mindspeaks to her* ~please sit down
[23-00:38] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *is she'd not been a redhead, she probably would have, but she doesn't she defies him will all of her will.*
[23-00:39] 8a3, *Alii Walker: 1st will =with*
[23-00:40]       Talib walks outside n gives a sigh. "Mmm.. I still wonder what makes me like that stuff.." shrugs as he takes a few steps down the sidewalks then stops. He looks down the road n smells the air. Baa everything is so dull as a human. He looks at the woman who walked out of the bar just a moment ago n cocks his head. He swares he can smell the very faint smell of blood in the air but cant make out where its coming from. Hopefully not everywhere...
[23-00:40] b0d, *teufle hund: *she finds out that the will of a 44 year old vamp pales to a 1100 year old vamp of the house of Ludwig* ~sit down my dear *her legs defy her*
[23-00:42] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She walks down the street, violet eyes watching the ground, with no calls so far, she was starting to worry about her job, but that was just tonight....*
[23-00:43] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She sits, but she glares at him.* ya know, thats not that way to win over someone.. *especially a redhead...*
[23-00:43] 62b, *Talib: (kinda hard to interact when your char is a loner by trait and state of mind. damn striders lol )
[23-00:44] b0d, *teufle hund: *he looks at her with an evil grin* you still have your clothes on dont you? when you learn to unlock this *he reaches over tappin her forehead* you'll have your mate back
[23-00:44] 8a3, *Alii Walker: (heh)
[23-00:46] 8a3, *Alii Walker: no I won't.. *she answers, snapping at his hand* hes repulsed by .... our.. kind.. I wouldn't want him to have to be near that....
[23-00:47] b0d, *teufle hund: what is he repulsed by? *he refills her drink*
[23-00:49] 8a3, *Alii Walker: what are most were wolves repulsed by? *she asks* we're dead.... its.. horrible..
[23-00:50]       Talib smirks slightly as he reaches into his pocket. Pulling his hand out he holds a pair of red tinted glasses. (gota love fetish stuff) Slipping them on he looks around again. Least for him looking though them shows people auras quite well. He just looks around.. quite curisly.
[23-00:50] 62b, *Talib: (typos blea)
[23-00:51] b0d, *teufle hund: they have no room to talk *old hatred back from when the weres and vamps were fighting still run deep in him*
[23-00:53] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *And shes walking towards him and her auras normal, human.. maybe shows her high sex rate ^_~*
[23-00:54] 8a3, *Alii Walker: They can if they want.... *she answers, her head down, slumping... *
[23-00:54] 62b, *Talib: (lol........)
[23-00:55] b0d, *teufle hund: *he reaches over lifting her chin up* why didnt you show him you were not dead? in fact most weres like the feeling of when we bite them, and take it from me their blood tastes better then any human
[23-00:57] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She stares up at him* I am dead.. unless I get proved otherwise.. I'm dead..... *she doesn't answer anything else..*
[23-00:57]       Talib smirks slightly as he looks at Bekka. He just notes thather color is a little off but nothing unusual. At least its not pale that the vampires give off. His breed out of all of the Garu have a few very good reason to kill them endlessly and with a sick pride.
[23-00:58] b0d, *teufle hund: and what defines life to you? *he quirks an eyebrow*
[23-01:00] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (*although she plays vamps alot... Go sick pride! hehe*) *She just wanders along, her hips swaying, hair falling to frame her face..*
[23-01:00] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She shrugs, staring at him past her naturally darker lashes, green eyes intense.*
[23-01:01] 62b, *Talib: (talib + vampires = bull in a china shop i hope he doent case too much problems i hope x.x lol )
[23-01:02] b0d, *teufle hund: *he does what he didnt want to do at first but feels she needs it, she all of a suddon has the strongest urge to pounce him and be pleasured by him, he starts of mid range on the force of this so she can fight it some*
[23-01:02]       Talib bites on his tongue slightly as she passes by. He turns his head slightly so his eyes can follow.
[23-01:04] 8a3, *Alii Walker: (hehe *woul love to see that*) *she growls, shaking her head, and clsoing her eyes. * if this the only way you get women? *she hisses, her hands clenching the chair arms*
[23-01:05] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *And she'd noticed that, hey she was an escort, but hell.. after walking a few feet, her legs turn her around in that short dress.* You just looking or do you want? *she calls out, a playful grin on her lips.*
[23-01:05] b0d, *teufle hund: no usualy im fighting them off with this *he is telling the truth he has always been a ladies man* i just think you need some proving too that your still alive just in a different way
[23-01:08] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She stands, openning her eyes, her jaw set as only redheads can do.*
[23-01:09]       Talib just smirks "Just lookin..." Maby if he had a few more drinks he woudl think about it.
[23-01:10] b0d, *teufle hund: *he turns the urge up to the point shes about ready to tear her clothing off* why are you fighting it? if you are truely dead we can do this and you'll feel nothing, but if 1100 years have taught me anything it only makes it better
[23-01:11] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : Hmm, to bad, you looked like we could actually have some fun..
[23-01:13] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *she growls loudly, ferally, whats left of the cat in herfighting beyond reason, along with her nature.. but she steps towards him, hell shes trying to fight it though.*
[23-01:13]       Talib just shakes his head as he lans against the building. "Maby some other time." Finds it slightly amusing how humans are at times... but sees a little logic behind it.
[23-01:16] b0d, *teufle hund: *he stands up lookin into her eyes* let yourself go *his eyes have a calming effect that will disrupt her best efforts*
[23-01:16] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (*would personally beat Talib with female force is she'd been rejected like that.*) Suit yourself. *She answers, turning and walking down a ways to yet another bar, yay.. as shes far from drunk since shes had only one long island she goes in and sets at the bar*
[23-01:18] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : *She growls again, but poor girl is losing the fight, and she grabs his shirt and pulls him down to her height slightly.*
[23-01:18]       Talib shakes his head again n chuckles. ( maby he like the wang? j/k )
[23-01:18] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *She growls again, but poor girl is losing the fight, and she grabs his shirt and pulls him down to her height slightly.*
[23-01:19] b0d, *teufle hund: *he growls back this time baring his fangs but his growl is more ferral and sexual in nature as he leans in to kiss her he mind speaks to her* ~this will open your eyes
[23-01:20] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (hey I play the Gay garou around here! hehehe *snicker*) *She orders herself a vodka martini.*
[23-01:22] 8a3, *Alii Walker: *she returns it, biting his lip with her fangs and her nails ripping holes into his shirt as she clutches the fabric*
[23-01:23] b0d, *teufle hund: ::pause::
[23-01:23] 62b, *Talib: (Mmmmm... *Smacks the little Talib jumpping around in his head as he is grinning*)
[23-01:24] 8a3, *Bekka Cell : (hehe)
[23-01:30]       Talib sighs slightly. Hell maby a woman wouldent be a bad idea but he likes garu better then humans. Smacking his forhead he just laughs softly "Your a chip off the block Talib" Herms slightly as he usualy never got ideas like that... but he likes them so what.
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[23-01:37] 29e, *Bekka Cell : *She sits straight, sipping on her drink when it arrives, violet eyes thoughtful as she chews the olive*
[23-01:40]       Talib looks up at rhe sky n twitchs slightly as his eyes go wide. "Lovly.." He takes his glasses off n walks back inside the bar. Slippignt he glasses into a pocket he walks over to a table n sits down.
[23-01:41] 62b, *Talib: (tease tease)
[23-01:43] 29e, *Bekka Cell : (hehe) *she orders another martini, getting a little bowl of peanuts and picking at them.*
[23-01:47]       Talib looks over to her for a moment then leans hia head back n lets it hangs. He dosent seem too intristed at the moment.
[23-01:49] 29e, *Bekka Cell : *she'd not even noticed him, so oh well. She just chews on the other olive, still kinda hoping she'd get a job tonight.*
[23-01:53]       Talib sighs softly as he sits there. He has a slight smirk on his face. He dosent have anything to do for the nation currently. He just hopes maby there are some garuor many a few leechs to have some ... fun with.
[23-01:55] 29e, *Bekka Cell : *sex, think sex, its fun.. ^_^ she yawns slightly, finishing her martini then asking for a soda, hey she didn't want to get drunk.*
[23-02:00] 62b, *Talib: (Na he isent that big of a stud :b )
[23-02:03] 29e, *Bekka Cell : (heh)
[23-02:05]       Talib picks his head up n looks at Bekka once again. After a moment pause he stands up n walks out of the bar. (gota run its 3 am )
[23-02:06] 29e, *Bekka Cell : (alrighty)
[23-02:07] 29e, *Bekka Cell : *and she finishes her soda and walks out of the bar*
[23-02:07] 29e, ºKitty: *Is alone now*
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[23-03:40] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *peeks*Hello?*waits for echo*
[23-03:44] 173, ºmoth: *Peers.*
[23-03:48] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *poofs off into NeverNever Land*
[23-03:49] 173, ºmoth: Hmm.
[23-03:50] 173, ºmoth: *Heads out as well.*
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[23-03:50] 29e, ºKitty: *sighs as she missed all the..... action.. :P*
[23-03:51] 173, ºmoth: *Looks back in.*
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[23-21:41] eda, ºEnvy: That's better
[23-21:42] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Hrmm.. another lurker?
[23-21:42] aa7, *Sergin Blade: yeah.. it is
[23-21:42] eda, ºEnvy: I just got here
[23-21:42] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Same here.
[23-21:42] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Been in another room for a bit
[23-21:43] eda, ºEnvy: I was watching The Day After Tomorrow and hoping that Jayde would be on when I got on. but alas... nay
[23-21:44] aa7, *Sergin Blade: I sorry.. Great movie though.. Have you seen Meet the Fockers yet?
[23-21:45] eda, ºEnvy: nope. I'm going to wait for it on video
[23-21:46] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Ahh. great movie as well.. Better than the 1st
[23-21:47] eda, ºEnvy: I want to see that Series of Unfortunate Events pretty badly. I'm trying to talk my grams into going to see it with me because I don't have any friends here at home : (
[23-21:49] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Awww.. I sorry.. I havent seen it yet either.. if I was up near you..I be there with yeah.... but nope.. I here in the hotest winter ever
[23-21:50] eda, ºEnvy: well, we just got a winter storm. 15 inches... which is why I had to rent The Day After Tomorrow because... well, it's practically a movie about Michigan
[23-21:51] aa7, *Sergin Blade: dam.. I miss the snow and all...... miss georgia.. Ireland... anywere but florida would be nice
[23-21:52] eda, ºEnvy: I fucking hate it. I hate snow and being cold and bundling up and not being able to go anywhere. blah
[23-21:53] aa7, *Sergin Blade: wow... trust me.. you would like it more if you were down here in Fl, swetting your ass off cause it like 85 down here...... Sucks so much...
[23-21:54] eda, ºEnvy: no I wouldn't I lived down there for three years and I loved it
[23-21:55] eda, ºEnvy: I am not a cold weather person... I do hate the sun, though. It's a tricky situation
[23-21:56] aa7, *Sergin Blade: I am a coldain... Best relations happen in the winter and all...
[23-21:57] eda, ºEnvy: we all just get cranky and hate each other because we're cooped up in the house all the time
[23-21:59] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Hrmm.. guess being snowed in with family is a bad thing.. But being close to someone that you love, sharing each others warmth... mmmmm....
[23-22:00] eda, ºEnvy: yeah... sometimes, you need space from people you love
[23-22:02] aa7, *Sergin Blade: yeah... sometimes to much together it bad... I can agree... but thats why there is summer... no being close when all sweety....ewww
[23-22:02] eda, ºEnvy: see, I like to be sweaty and all sticky
[23-22:04] aa7, *Sergin Blade: .. hunny invovled?... that good.... sweet is only good if you make it during sex.. other wise.....
[23-22:05] eda, ºEnvy: nope. just sweaty and humid. being stuck to another person is nice, but since I've been sticky and gross and single for almost 4 years, I can say that I like it just fine alone, too
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[23-22:08] eda, ºEnvy: yo, kitty pie
[23-22:08] aa7, *Sergin Blade: hrmm.. never been alone for longer then a month.. kinda sad.. .its nice being alone and just dating sometimes....**spies another**Your not AIMin are yeah?
[23-22:09] eda, ºEnvy: no. I'm not using a comp that has it
[23-22:09] 8a3, ºKitty: *purrs and wavies* ack sweat?!
[23-22:09] eda, ºEnvy: yeah... like I'm not doing now because it's COLD
[23-22:10] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Ahhh.. I see.. its ELm btw.. if yeah didnt know...**claps**Good... someone else that doesnt like sweat
[23-22:10] eda, ºEnvy: *knew... is SO smart*
[23-22:10] 8a3, ºKitty: er actually ^^' sweats good, its just that I sweat too much!
[23-22:10] aa7, *Sergin Blade: No worries.. I am sweating enough for both of use now... dam florida
[23-22:11] eda, ºEnvy: I like the fall the most. we got pretty screwed out of it this year. it was REALLY hot, then it just dipped to super cold. I didn't get to wear any of my cute fall things
[23-22:11] 8a3, ºKitty: I want florida! I'm in MN it fucking sucks!
[23-22:12] 8a3, ºKitty: I like summer now...
[23-22:12] eda, ºEnvy: *wants N'awlins*
[23-22:12] eda, ºEnvy: I like summer a lot too, but fall is my fave. around september/october.
[23-22:12] aa7, *Sergin Blade: no.. youdont want Fl... its 85 now... that hot.. for me.... im a 30s t-shirt and jeans person....
[23-22:13] 8a3, ºKitty: *wants anywhere..*
[23-22:13] eda, ºEnvy: ah, Kevo. you're such a freak, but we love you so much anyways
[23-22:13] eda, ºEnvy: Lish, you should come with me when I move to N'awlins for grad school
[23-22:14] 8a3, ºKitty: oooooooo! I might just do that~
[23-22:14] aa7, *Sergin Blade: ahhh.. thanks... I love the cold.... its nice...
[23-22:14] eda, ºEnvy: I'll be poor and won't have anyone to live with but me and some kitties... they can't get jobs and help me pay the damned rent!
[23-22:15] 8a3, ºKitty: KITTIES!
[23-22:16] eda, ºEnvy: yep! Misty wants me to have her kitten, Velvet Spunk because she doesn't really like her that much, then I want to get two more and name them Peaches and Iggy Pop
[23-22:16] aa7, *Sergin Blade: awww.. get a puppy.... I got an extra now**laughs**She is adroable...
[23-22:16] 8a3, ºKitty: how cute!
[23-22:17] 8a3, ºKitty: ack no doggies
[23-22:17] eda, ºEnvy: *doesn't like dogs... at all* wow.. we're... pretty opposite lol
[23-22:18] 8a3, ºKitty: hey anyone want to talk or drag me into a rp just IM me.. *is playing a MUD game*
[23-22:19] eda, ºEnvy: I want you drug into an RP. I want you both drug into an RP and what I want, I get because... I'm the master
[23-22:20] aa7, *Sergin Blade: heh... it happens... WOuld be surprised if you were a leo as it is oppisite of Aquirians....
[23-22:21] eda, ºEnvy: nope. I'm a cancer. grumpy and opposite of everything
[23-22:21] aa7, *Sergin Blade: ... hrmmm.. ok?
[23-22:21] aa7, *Sergin Blade: ahh.. never meet a canceer IRl.... weird.. they might aviod the Intellect me.. heh**hopes IC to Make Yous happy**
[23-22:21] eda, ºEnvy: cancers are cranky and tempermental
[23-22:22] eda, ºEnvy: most of my fam are cancers. prolly why we don't get along *doesn't know who to play!* you start so I can have time to decide
[23-22:24] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he yawns a bit, stepping outa Lucs Apartment, his eyes scanning over the streets before he walks twards the park, the only place here with a tree**
[23-22:25] eda, ºEnvy: *doesn't know who to play because she doesn't know what Sergin is because he didn't put up a profile... cough*
[23-22:25] eda, ºLucien : *takes that back... found it*]
[23-22:26] aa7, *Sergin Blade: ((click the link**cough**))
[23-22:26] aa7, *Sergin Blade: ((heh... good job.....))
[23-22:26] eda, ºLucien : *and that tree is occupied by a slim boy, lounging on the ground with a book*
[23-22:28] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he looks up at Lucien, his sent familar, but is unsure where. He smiles a bit and sits under his tree, pretending not to notice him, as he sits with his legs crossed**
[23-22:30] eda, ºLucien : *looks up briefly as the guy sits down. He doesn't even have to pretend not to know who he is... because he doesn't. So, he doesn't pay him any more mind and just flips the page*
[23-22:32] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he humms a bit to himself, mediataing a bit, but is unable to fully get in a trance with knowing that sent on him**
[23-22:34] eda, ºLucien : *raises a brow, then looks over at the guy, as it is a little difficult to read with that humming. Finally, he leans over, speaking politely* Excuse me, but... can you do that a little more quietly please?
[23-22:36] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he nods**I can.... but it is hard to mediatate with your sent**he laughs**not being anything bad.. but you seem familar.. some how
[23-22:39] eda, ºLucien : What's wrong with my scent *lifts his shirt to smell it... yep... still smells like sex. He winces a little* Oh... sorry about that
[23-22:40] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he laughs**Thats what it is. You smell like Lucs apparment.. her and that Stoney.. every time they get a chance.. bamm**he sighs**Hard to mediate with that going on and all...
[23-22:41] eda, ºLucien : *just looks at him like he doesn't have the slightest clue what he's talking about* What? *has never even been to Luccrecia's apartment... and surely doesn't know who this "stoney" is*
[23-22:44] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he shakes his head, smiling**no need to worry.... if you dont know her.. the better off.... though she is getting better..**he yawns, leaning back on the tree**
[23-22:45] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *Some might call what stood a few yards away, near the park shrubs a dog, husky or such, but this was a wolf. And he watched the two, wondering to make his enterance, Lucien'd seen him like this once before, so it wouln't be too much of a shock for him.*
[23-22:47] eda, ºLucien : *and it really takes him a moment to process who he could be talking about, since he'd never heard of his mother referred to with any kind of nick name* Do you mean Luccrecia?
[23-22:49] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he archs a brow*8As a matter of fact.. yeah... thats Luc.... why.. do you know her?
[23-22:50] eda, ºLucien : Not very well. I've met her a few times *and it's not a lie*
[23-22:51] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he nods a bit**well.. she is quite a card....**he smiles**Names Sergin by the way....**he extends his hand**
[23-22:52] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *Finally after yawning, he trotted over to them, kind of behind Sergin but to the side and headed towards Lucien.*
[23-22:53] eda, ºLucien : *puts his own long fingered, soft hand into Sergins. He's obviously not had too rough of a life if one were to judge by hands* Lucien *his eyes move when he hears the movement and he even smiles a bit*
[23-22:55] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he nods**Its a pleasure**he looks back, staring at Garrett. He knows what he is, and he invorces the Viel very much. His eyes turn back twards Lucien, with a smiles**SO.. how do you know Luc?
[23-22:57] eda, ºLucien : She's my mother. How do you know her *said very casually, like "I met her a couple times in a gas station*
[23-22:57] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He goes to stand by Lucien, he'd already scented Sergin but he didn't give a crap, he wasn't one of those Garou.*
[23-22:59] eda, ºLucien : *reaches up to burry his fingers in the wolf's thick coat, pushing his fingers back and forth through it for a nice, deep pet*
[23-22:59] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he leans back, a bit shocked**Hrmm.. Your mother.. that makes you Garou... **he laughs a bit, shaking his head**I am here... was soppuse to be watching over her from an old friend... but I kinda just been trying to help her a bit....
[23-23:01] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *One of his ears twitch as he stares at Sergin, his fur fluffs in a happy fuzz as he gets petted*
[23-23:01] eda, ºLucien : I'm not Garou. Aren't you guys supposed to just tell that kind of thing? Like a sense or something *is just so ignorant to things like that, which was the point of his mother leaving him with his grandmother*
[23-23:03] aa7, *Sergin Blade: Some of use can.. LIke you mom... My sense isnt as keen yet**he smiles*8So... you have the gene but cant use it.... well.. you are partialy blessed by gaia**he smiles, meaning no offense by the statment, though it can comeone that way**
[23-23:05] eda, ºLucien : *just shrugs. He can't get offended if the man isn't making any sense* She said things like that to me once. She wanted me to be angry when I wasn't. *keeps petting the wolf, patting his lap with his free hand*
[23-23:06] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *Garrett's tail gives a slight wag and he half lays in Luciens laps,just staring at the other guy, yellow eyes rather eery. Hes here to protect him, .... kinda..*
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[23-23:08] eda, ºLucien : And you... *looks down at Garrett, moving his hand up to the top of his head before he leans down to kiss it* Are going to end up in the pound if you keep running around like this.
[23-23:08] aa7, *Sergin Blade: *he laughs again**like luc... thinking to get mad is the only way to be one with the wolf..**he looks to Garrett*Seems you have another one in your life**He knows wolfs arent common to LA**
[23-23:08] eda, ºLucien : ((*waves to Talib*))
[23-23:08] 62b, *Talib: (hayo)
[23-23:10] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He wolf grins, its all amusing. Since hes bored he shifts human slowly after the kiss into human, only thing on is pants and he still lays on Luciens lap.. smirking*
[23-23:10] eda, ºLucien : This one is a little less complicated. *smiles, then... shit! he shoudn't be so affectionate with him in front of others. He'll get him in trouble. He lifts his hand as the boy shifts on Luciens lap*
[23-23:12] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he archs a brow. He hasnt been outa the woods for a while, and seeing a gay couple is a bit much**Hmmm... I see....**he smiles**Well.. Love is love I guess........ Atleast you guys wont make metis like your mom might**he laughs**
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[23-23:13] eda, ºLucien : We're just friends *quick to cover up what he'd done. He does like in a panic... he's actually very good at it* I just like dogs... and I don't even want to know what "making metis" is *makes a face*
[23-23:14] eda, ºLucien : (*is typing like shit* that should me "there is no panic in his lie" not "he does like a panic"... I swear someone slipped something into my juice!))
[23-23:14] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He sits up, mostly raising a brow at Sergin, having yet to speak.. but the smirks there. his pink bits of hair in his eyes*
[23-23:16] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **he laughs**Why do you lie... if you love him... love him.... I have nothing against it**he smiles, his eyes turning twards Garrett**DO you have a tounge or are you just shy?
[23-23:17] 62b, *Talib: (*watchs*)
[23-23:17] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : Well if I think someones worth talking to, heh and the boys not lying..* is all he says.*
[23-23:17] eda, ºLucien : *just frowns. Figuring he'll let Garrett tell this punk that they're not in love, just having a good time... or he'll just say that they're just friends*
[23-23:19] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Sits next to Talib and watches also*))
[23-23:20] eda, ºLucien : ((one of you watchers want to make me some food? eh? c'mon. I know you do))
[23-23:20] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : (*opens a can of whoop ass on the watchers*)
[23-23:20] aa7, *Sergin Blade: **his smile quickly fades. His eyes glare twards Garrett**I cna see why Luc is pissed alot.... Not to many Garou that are kind about here.....
[23-23:22] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He looked to Lucien.* Hey aren't I kind? *He raises a brow, giving a slight wink to the boy before glancing at Sergin again.*
[23-23:24] eda, ºLucien : *just nods, trying not to look at Garrett, because when he looks at Garrett his eyes start to sparkle. Sparklie eyes are no good in situations like these* I just wasn't lying. He is my friend. I don't have many friends, so I guess I don't know the right way. Lounging on each other must be the wrong way?
[23-23:27] aa7, *Sergin Blade : **he shrugs to Lucien**There is no real Right or wrong to others.. only yourself**He holds back his comment to Garrett about rank and elder. Damm, he feels luc rubbing off on him, which could be a bad or good thing**
[23-23:29] eda, ºLucien : We're very affectionate in Italy. It's not his fault *really... just doesn't want Garrett in trouble, which from what his father said, will probably happen*
[23-23:29] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *Liek he'd give a shit about rank and elder.. ha. He just drapes a arm around Luciens shoulder and leans against him, grinning.* Just friends here.. *He smirks... hes a little mean tonight*
[23-23:31] eda, ºLucien : *narrows his eyes in confusion as he looks over at Garrett... what in the hell is he doing?*
[23-23:31] aa7, *Sergin Blade : Ahhh.. italy.....**he laughs to himself**i see.....**he stands**well.. if you two friends wish to be affectionate with one another.. I will be leaving then**he turns, walking twards the streets to roam** **gones**
[23-23:32] eda, ºLucien : (ah! where are you going!)
[23-23:33] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *And he just starts laughing.*
[23-23:34] eda, ºLucien : *but Lucien isn't laughing, he's just looking at him with a look of confusion mixed with anger*
[23-23:38] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He then looks at him and sobers up..* What?
[23-23:39] eda, ºLucien : Why did you do that? *shakes his head a little... obviously having had a talk with someone, since he obviously didn't care about things like that when he was rolling around on this very ground with him a few nights earlier*
[23-23:43] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : Er... sorry.. didn't know it would bother you so much...* he answers, standing up and brushing his jeans off.*
[23-23:43] eda, ºLucien : It
[23-23:44] eda, ºLucien : It's not me that I'm worried about *starts to unbutton the few buttons that he actually bothered to do up, since he's wearing a t shirt underneath* I don't want anything to happen to you *pulls the over shirt off and hands it to Garrett*
[23-23:45] 62b, *Talib: (eheh judging from all the other garu i rped with sems talib is always the righest ranking... lol good yet bad *keeps watching as he is writing a report*)
[23-23:46] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He sighs and takes the shirt, shrugging it on, its an alright fit, he buttons it a few.* never had anything happen to me before, don't plan on it now.... I'm not apart of any tribe or pack remember?
[23-23:48] eda, ºLucien : *wears baggy clothes to hide how skinny he is when he's just walking around. Though sometimes, it's something he flaunts* You weren't sleeping with my mother's son before.
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[23-23:50] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*watches*)
[23-23:50] eda, ºLucien : (*pokes Elisa* look what the cat drug in)
[23-23:51] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (I appear from time to time...)
[23-23:52] eda, ºLucien : ((I know you do, boo *kissies and snuggles*))
[23-23:53] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : and that matters how much? *He asks, tilting his head slightly, he just looks so mischievous, boyish tonight.*
[23-23:55] eda, ºLucien : *blinks a few times, just... not believing that it's not clear. It wasn't to him, because he was human and raised away from all of this, but Garrett should know better* If we start rumors and my mother gets teased and/ or she starts losing respect of her people... she'll kick your ass
[23-23:55] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *stares at Elisa*)
[23-23:57] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : heh do you really think she'll get teased? *he raises a brow* most people never say a thing to her because she'd kick their ass
[23-23:58] eda, ºLucien : Maybe not to her, but about her. *since he's still sitting, he reaches out and brushes some of the grass from Garrett's pant leg*
[23-23:59] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *As he does that he bends down slightly and kisses the boys forhead.* don't worry about it, you didn't before...
[24-00:00] eda, ºLucien : I didn't think about it before. *picks up his book as he stands up* I never had to really worry about it. I've never been in the same city with her my entire life.
[24-00:03] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : Okay... well...... eh.. I'll stop...* though he seems slightly rejected, maybe a tad.*
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[24-00:04] eda, ºLucien : I just don't want to make trouble for you. I really like you a lot. *when did this get so complicated? screwing around isn't supposed to be complicated... which is why he does it so much.*
[24-00:06] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He shrugs* don't worry about it okay? *He he hooks a finger in the boys belt loop and pulls him closer.*
[24-00:08] eda, ºLucien : If you say so *still sounds reluctant, but there is no reluctance in his actions as he willingly moves closer* Can I come over tonight?
[24-00:09] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : Of course.* he grins, wrapping an arm around the boys waist and giving him a light kiss*
[24-00:11] eda, ºLucien : *and he returns the kiss, his full lips are soft and warm* Can we go right now?
[24-00:13] 8a3, *Garrett Galloway : *He nods, licking his bottom lip lightly.* sure we can.* and with his arm still wrapped around the boys waist he starts walking off*
[24-00:14] eda, ºLucien : *walks on off with him because his player is old, cranky, and in need of zzzzzzz's* (night all!)
[24-00:15] 8a3, ºKitty: *Feels alone now that the game is over*
[24-00:17] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Lurks*))
[24-00:17] 8a3, ºKitty: *Pounces Zar.*
[24-00:18] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Ack..* Is pounced*))
[24-00:19] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Ello))
[24-00:24] 8a3, ºKitty: ^_^
[24-00:29] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Bored))
[24-00:29] 3ac, *Zaron: ((?))
[24-00:30] 8a3, ºKitty: *flumps* I'ma bored........ *nod*
[24-00:31] 3ac, *Zaron: (( Same here))
[24-00:33] 8a3, ºKitty: *sits on your head and curls tail around your forehead*
[24-00:34] 3ac, *Zaron: ( *Coughs and chokes a bit.* Get off my face))
[24-00:35] 8a3, ºKitty: *sits ontop of your head, clings*
[24-00:36] 3ac, *Zaron: ((ACK!!!! KITTY ON MY FACE IS CLINGING!!!! * Waves arms infront of face.*))
[24-00:37] 8a3, ºKitty: *wraps paws around your eyes and holds on for dear life*
[24-00:38] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Stops, calms down, purrs*))
[24-00:39] 8a3, ºKitty: *slowly fur stops poofing, and starts a purr, unclings even.*
[24-00:40] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Continues purring. Slowly raises arms up*))
[24-00:41] 8a3, ºKitty: *eyes those arms, but purrs still...*
[24-00:41] 62b, *Talib: (RAR!)
[24-00:42] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Thinks...eep. Holds arms where they are*))
[24-00:43] 62b, *Talib: (Kitty make chew toy ^.^ )
[24-00:43] 8a3, ºKitty: *poofs, and gets off Zaron, turns into giant caline*
[24-00:45] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Breathes. Stands up. Blinks*))
[24-00:47] 8a3, ºKitty: *looks down at zaron and purrs, is.. big now*
[24-00:48] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Purrs back.*))
[24-00:51] 8a3, ºKitty: *lays down and curls up, using Zar like a teddy*
[24-00:52] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Lets self be used as a teddy*))
[24-00:53] 8a3, ºKitty: *loves and stuff*
[24-00:54] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Is loved. Loves back.*))
[24-00:56] 8a3, ºKitty: *purrrr*
[24-00:59] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Purrs back.*))
[24-01:01] 8a3, ºKitty: =^.^=
[24-01:05] 3ac, *Zaron: ((:-D))
[24-01:07] 8a3, ºKitty: *grins*
[24-01:09] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Smirks*))
[24-01:10] 8a3, ºKitty: *turns back all cute and fuzzy*
[24-01:11] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Cuddles with the kitty*))
[24-01:12] 8a3, ºKitty: *purrs and kneads*
[24-01:13] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Doesn't mind the kneading.*))
[24-01:14] 8a3, ºKitty: *keeps claws in*
[24-01:15] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Doesn't mind. Has a cat OOC. Pats the kitty*))
[24-01:16] 8a3, ºKitty: *used to.. have a .. cat... three.. cats... sobs*
[24-01:17] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Hugs*))
[24-01:17] 8a3, ºKitty: *clings*
[24-01:21] 3ac, *Zaron: ((* Allows the clinging*))
[24-01:22] 8a3, ºKitty: *sigh*
[24-01:28] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Looks at*))
[24-01:28] 8a3, ºKitty: *looks*
[24-01:30] 3ac, *Zaron: (( You ok?))
[24-01:31] 3ac, *Zaron: (( Gotta go. I am about to pass the fuck out here))
[24-01:32] 8a3, ºKitty: *nods* .. hmm.. just noticed its not far from Christmas day..
[24-01:32] 8a3, ºKitty: alrighty
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[24-01:37] 8a3, ºKitty: *alone*
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[24-11:08] 477, *Squirrel: Envy, you know I wouldn't ditch you! Come on, you know me better than that...I hope. Reason I disappeared was because my dad came into the room and demanded I get out, right there, right then cause he needed to use the computer. Yeah, well he needed to use it alright, but it was for something completly unimportant and could have waited for the next day, but no, he had to be there and had to take up the better part of two hours and I had to get to bed by then. I'm sorry for that, I really am. The next day was impossible to get near the computer until 2 in the freaking morning...travelling around the holidays is a living hell. Made the first plane on time, but due to storms over the airport in Washington D.C. we were delayed in our takeoff and the flight attendent said our plane taking us home would be there and wait for us...WHOOP WHOOP BULLSHIT ALARM...yeah, a one hour layover turned into three stressed out, paranoid, and all out BAD 23rd..but I'm home now, hope to get my comp set up sometime today and I promise you RP whenever you want it.
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[24-12:16] 477, *Squirrel: Meh...guess I'll just hang out in here for a bit, or all day, heh
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[24-12:55] 477, *Squirrel: *still here*
[24-12:55] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Ello))
[24-12:56] 477, *Squirrel: Hey Zaron
[24-12:56] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Hello Squirrel))
[24-12:58] 477, *Squirrel: And how does the 24th bode ye?
[24-12:59] 3ac, *Zaron: (( It bodes alright for me. How does it bode for you? * Is currently mixing and burning incense*))
[24-13:02] 477, *Squirrel: Meh...could be better, but I think it's doing okay so far course that could change in the 11 hours left in the day which I'm counting on, but ya'know so far so good
[24-13:02] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Yup, I know.))
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[24-13:04] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Kicks computer*))
[24-13:04] 477, *Squirrel: Man I could go for some Chinese right now
[24-13:05] 3ac, *Zaron: ( Yummy))
[24-13:07] 477, *Squirrel: Yeah...
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[24-14:38] c0e, Drake Maia: * crawls in*
[24-14:45] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Lurks*))
[24-14:55] 62b, *Talib: (howls)
[24-14:57] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Ello wolfie))
[24-15:11] 3ac, *Zaron : * Sits in his motel room, looking at the wall, at the shadows on the wall, but most importantly, at the flashes of memory before his eyes.*
[24-15:16] 3ac, *Zaron : * He closes his eyes for a moment and rubs his temples. Slowly lowers his hands from his head and looks up. Looks at the wall again and nods to himself as if someone was talking to him.*
[24-15:24] 3ac, *Zaron : * Stands and walks over to the phone. Picks it up and dials a 917 area code number. Lets it ring a few times, hangs up, and then dials it again. Waits for someone to pick uo.*
[24-15:24] 3ac, *Zaron : ((up))
[24-15:32] 3ac, *Zaron : Hello? Yeah, it's me. Alright, alright * mutters something into the phone.*. Happy now you prick? Yeah, my account still good? Good. How about the investments? Good, good. Listen, here's what's going on. I want you to transfer ten grand of the profits I made off those investments transfered over to my account. I want it done within the hour. Now I am gonna go buy a damned computer. Yes, I finally learned how to use the damned things...listen, will you? I'm gonna buy a laptop, set everything up, go to a damned cafe where I can get a wireless signal, and connect. I am also gonna get a cell. Once I'm ready, I'm going to call you back, and I want you to send me all of my finacial activities for the past twenty-two years. I mean EVERYTHING! If it doesn't add up, I am personally going to go there, and make you explain what happened. Oh, and don't bother running and hiding, cause you know I'll be able to find you. But are we clear on what you need to do? Good. Now as I said, I'll call you back in an hour.
[24-15:35] 3ac, *Zaron : * Hangs up the phone and looks for the phone book. Opens it up.* Now lets see....Porn, Porn, Porn....aaaaah, here it is. * Grabs a pen and circles the number. Keeps the phone book open as he stands up once again and heads towards the door. Mutters to self. Walks out the door and heads towards the nearest electronics store.*
[24-15:36] 3ac, *Zaron : ((*Returns to lurking*))
[24-16:01] c0e, ºLAMadame: (*pokes about for the Lurking folk*)
[24-16:02] 62b, *Talib: (erfs)
[24-16:03] c0e, ºLAMadame: (Heh! Merry Chrsitmas Eve! *hugs* How`re you, Foxy?)
[24-16:04] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Ack))
[24-16:04] c0e, ºLAMadame: (*hugs Zar, too! Passes out candycanes, blueberry-flavored, even!* How`re you, Zar?)
[24-16:05] 62b, *Talib: (same to you ^.^ just loafing around atm waiting for my mom to get rdy to leave for a party
[24-16:06] c0e, ºLAMadame: (*hugs Zar, too! Passes out candycanes, blueberry-flavored, even!* How`re you, Zar?)
[24-16:06] c0e, ºLAMadame: (^^;; Whatcha doin` once she leaves? Gah. *Tiger-Balm`s her wrist* I HATE winter. I fell on ice three times today, and once I caught myself with my wrist. Hurts like a bitch.
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[24-16:11] 62b, *Talib: (going with her to the party. I go tnothing better to do and was with my mate last night so im just chillin now)
[24-16:11] c0e, ºLAMadame: (Who`re you seeing? Is it Gina?)
[24-16:15] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Sorry about that))
[24-16:15] 3ac, *Zaron : ((I"m alright))
[24-16:16] c0e, ºLAMadame: (That`s good! )
[24-16:16] 3ac, *Zaron : (( How are you))
[24-16:17] c0e, ºLAMadame: (Tired. Did the last-minute gift-scurry this afternoon. LoL.)
[24-16:17] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Aaaaaah...lol))
[24-16:19] 3ac, *Zaron : ((...))
[24-16:21] c0e, ºLAMadame: (Sorry, I was journaling.)
[24-16:22] 3ac, *Zaron : ((It's alright))
[24-16:25] 3ac, *Zaron : ((So...))
[24-16:26] c0e, ºLAMadame: (I`m gonna go die my hair purple haze now, and take a long, hot shower. Bye guys! Might be back later.)
[24-16:26] c0e, ºLAMadame: (dye*)
[24-16:26] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Bye bye))
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[24-20:05] dc5, *Sergin Blade: ((**points to the Merry everything but Winter Solaris**hey.. i might just sue....**gones**))
[24-21:21] b14, ºEnvy: that's true... Solstice has been forgotten. We dirty pagans don't worry about being wished marriness from non pagans anyways
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[25-01:25] 62b, *Talib: (o lord)
[25-01:26] 62b, *Talib: (*bows*)
[25-01:26] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Wha))
[25-01:30] c9c, *Morguline : (Yar.)
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[25-12:12] 3ac, *Zaron: ((*Points to the pinkish/purple letters* I'm too lazy to say it. Plus, someone else did it for me.)
[25-13:04] eb1, ºLAMadame: Sorry I forgot the Happy Solstice. *sighs* I`m forgetting everything lately.
[25-18:09] eb1, ºLAMadame: *poke, poke to the Lurker*
[25-18:10] 62b, *Talib: (o.o)
[25-18:11] eb1, ºLAMadame: Har! I knew it was you. How was your Christmas?
[25-18:12] 62b, *Talib: was good
[25-18:12] 62b, *Talib: u?
[25-18:12] eb1, ºLAMadame: Watcha get?
[25-18:12] eb1, ºLAMadame: Beh. I drank too much last night, so my morning/afternoon was crappy.
[25-18:13] 62b, *Talib: just common goodies, nohign big
[25-18:15] 62b, *Talib: box o rubbers was like the best thing lol
[25-18:15] eb1, ºLAMadame: Gah. Your mom gave that, I bet.
[25-18:16] 62b, *Talib: yep
[25-18:16] 62b, *Talib: you know my mom kicks ass
[25-18:16] eb1, ºLAMadame: LoL - Well, at least she`s considerate enough to keep you protected from VDs. LoL
[25-18:17] 62b, *Talib: hehe
[25-18:18] eb1, ºLAMadame: *thwacks with a nurf bat*
[25-18:22] 62b, *Talib: *yips*
[25-18:24] 62b, *Talib: so hows your mate doing?
[25-18:28] eb1, ºLAMadame: He`s doing good! We`re doing okay - y`know, we all have our conflicts now and then.
[25-18:28] 62b, *Talib: as all relationships
[25-18:31]       Talib is just a hally little boy toy for the girls
[25-18:37] eb1, ºLAMadame: Yes you are. You whore.
[25-18:48] 62b, *Talib: i know
[25-18:53] eb1, ºLAMadame: Gah! I`ve been forgetting I`m still here, lately.
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[25-19:44] eb1, ºLucreccia: (*pokes at Blank*)
[25-19:46] 62b, *Talib: (she lives?)
[25-19:47] eb1, ºLucreccia: (*shifty eyes* If you want the details, you better IM me.)
[25-19:51] dc5, Blank: ((Luc. Are you in SRI too?))
[25-19:52] eb1, ºLucreccia: (*grins* Yeah, B, I am. Briony is who I`m playing.)
[25-19:53] dc5, Blank: ((Ah. Val be I. =) ))
[25-19:55] eb1, ºLucreccia: (LoL - Sorry, I just shamelessly promote this room, because it`s excellent. A lot like SRI, in that everyone is open and willing to play with everyone else. I Admin here, incase you need any info or anything.)
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[25-20:23] 386, ºEnvy: *slinks in*
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[25-20:24] eb1, ºLucreccia: (*wonders how in the hell her window got closed ... attacks Envy with love and Mississippi Mud Pie*)
[25-20:27] 386, ºEnvy: *just plain hearts Luc*
[25-20:36] eb1, ºLucreccia: *hearts Envy more*
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[25-20:41] 325, *Sergin Blade: hrmmmmmm
[25-20:42] eb1, ºLucreccia: *pokes Sergin*
[25-20:42] 325, *Sergin Blade: hey na.. I still full from Linner......**pokes back**
[25-20:43] eb1, ºLucreccia: Me too! *pats tum* And I dìdn`t hardly eat. Gah.
[25-20:44] 325, *Sergin Blade: same here... Cant eat like 5 plates like I use to.. im down to about a half...
[25-20:45] 386, ºEnvy: *just had some rice... could definately still eat*
[25-20:46] eb1, ºLucreccia: Bah. It was more like I snacked than ate. My appitite just sucks.
[25-20:46] 325, *Sergin Blade: I would send yeah the other half of a ham we have... but it would be bad by the time it got to yeah...
[25-20:46] 386, ºEnvy: my sweet and sour tofu just didn't work out so well, and there was nothing else for me to eat other than rice.
[25-20:47] 386, ºEnvy: see, we had ham, which is the problem *vegetarian*
[25-20:47] 325, *Sergin Blade: ahhh.. cool then... to each their own...
[25-20:48] 325, *Sergin Blade: its great.. My only x-mas present from my family is to get my tounge peirced... bout time they gave in
[25-20:49] 386, ºEnvy: Thanks for the thought though!!! the ham was really the only thing we had, since everyone else is on that low carb fab diet thing *rolls eyes* WITHOUT consulting doctors or talking to nutritionists like I did to get my food pyramid redrawn
[25-20:49] eb1, ºLucreccia: What a crappy christmas dinner! I had organic pancakes.
[25-20:49] 386, ºEnvy: well, congrats *hug* I got a Nirvana box set and a plane ticket, which... is really all I wanted
[25-20:49] eb1, ºLucreccia: You got stuff from me! But ... only once the post-office reopens.
[25-20:50] 325, *Sergin Blade: Nice.. and sorry bout the fam.. I was on that diet b4 it became a fad.. and works good.. As long as you exercise with it. I lost like 40 pounds in about 5 weeks...
[25-20:50] 386, ºEnvy: *shrugs* oh well. I bought m'self some skettios in case this happened *can't wait for the post office!
[25-20:51] 386, ºEnvy: see, they're not excercizing and people don't understand... you NEED carbs! people just eat too many, but they eat too many of everything. you need to eat less period and excersise... but does anyone listen to the girl who's taken health classes and spoken to nutritionists and docs... no. Oh well *munches on toast and gives 'em all the finger*
[25-20:52] 62b, *Talib: carbs good for you
[25-20:52] 386, ºEnvy: eep! that got really long. sorry about that guys *can't WAIT for her Manda presents* did you guys wanna get IC? are you going to be around?
[25-20:53] eb1, ºLucreccia: You know what sucks? And this is my problem. It`s like, all this house is carbs and meat. And I`m not eating meat anymore, so all I have to live off is noodles and my vitamin, because I have no fresh stuff. Gah. *pokes Fox* Yeah, but you`re a tall skinny whore who doesn`t have our issues! *hugs*
[25-20:53] 325, *Sergin Blade: I be around and Can get IC if need be.. And yeah.. You dont totaly kill the carbs. You just limit them...
[25-20:54] 386, ºEnvy: I live on carbs anyways unless I go to Denas for her to feed me. I'm too lazy to cook. BUT last night at my horrible family party, my cousin made me this stuff... it's this really good bread with cream cheese and fresh veggies on it, kinda like a pizza. She made it just so I'd have something to eat
[25-20:55] eb1, ºLucreccia: *will go IC with whoever Envy goes for. Doesn`t matter!*)
[25-20:55] 386, ºEnvy: I was just going to jump in with whatever you guys were doing.
[25-20:57] eb1, ºLucreccia: That`s just it. I don`t know who to play! I`m not in the Luc spirit tonight, not one bit, and all of my other chars just suck. I`ll have to make someone up.
[25-20:58] 325, *Sergin Blade: **just waits for every1 else before hoping in..**
[25-21:00] 386, ºEnvy: We're a room of followers
[25-21:00] 386, ºNico Blue: *selects*
[25-21:01] 325, *Sergin Blade: Im guesing thats not the same Nico from the Kiss......
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[25-21:05] 386, ºNico Blue: of course it is *snuggles her* the only one (other than Zak recently) I bothered to transfer
[25-21:05] eb1, ºLucreccia: (*attacks Loxy babe and ravages*)
[25-21:05] 325, *Sergin Blade: Didnt elm kill her in the kiss.......
[25-21:06] 386, ºNico Blue: no... I don't think she even knew elm
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[25-21:08] 325, *Sergin Blade: No.. ELm did.. and he killed her.. but meah... I wont both to mention it
[25-21:08] 29e, ºKitty: *falls over as she is ravaged*
[25-21:08] 386, ºNico Blue: *blinks* I... don't think so. Why would he kill her? She's nice.
[25-21:09] 386, ºNico Blue: I stopped playing her in the DR when she was with one of Zarr's chars and I got sick of the DR, then I took her to Twilight.
[25-21:09] 29e, ºKitty: *Glares as Sergin has HER colour*
[25-21:10] 325, *Sergin Blade: Not sure.. that was when elm was an ass to everyone.. He put her over the lake and using path of focused mind, turned the lake to mercury and droped her.... heh
[25-21:11] 325, *Sergin Blade: .......been using this colour sense the kiss 4 this char..... so nahh
[25-21:11] 386, ºNico Blue: Are you sute that wasn't Saige *raises a brow* that sounds familiar for Saige.... but I don't think he killed her. I've never lost a char.
[25-21:11] eb1, ºLucreccia: *continues to make out with the Kitty* I`ll be right in with the two of you. I just need to know who the Kitty wants me to play.
[25-21:12] eb1, ºLucreccia: Oh, heads up. The baby is in bed, but he`s just playing for now. Not sure WHEN he`ll sleep, so, if he starts to get upset or scared because he`s alone too long, I`ll have to go, since Mat went to bed.
[25-21:13] 325, *Sergin Blade: Naw.. Elm never hurt saige.. some1 else might have been playing Nico at the time cause I remember me arguing about how I killed her before.... heh....
[25-21:13] 325, *Sergin Blade: just play her.. I was just mentioning....
[25-21:13] 29e, ºKitty: *has been too :P*
[25-21:13] 29e, ºKitty: *doesn't care who Luc plays... loves all*
[25-21:14] 386, ºNico Blue: I swear to God I would have left the room permanantly rather than let you kill Nico. She's my favorite char ever *is going to play her!.... will play whoever she will. : P)
[25-21:15] eb1, ºLucreccia: I want Kitty, Envy, and I to play a threesome game together. Sorry, Elmy, but I`m in a girl mood tonight.
[25-21:15] 325, *Sergin Blade: ......ok.....meah**hopes Ic**
[25-21:15] 325, *Sergin Blade: Hey....**hopes out**that aint cool....
[25-21:16] 386, ºNico Blue: What! Elmie can play *jabs Manda* Be nice, you lesbo
[25-21:16] eb1, ºLucreccia: Melph. I`m having a woman week, so don`t get all offended.
[25-21:17] eb1, ºLucreccia: Oh, okay. He can play!
[25-21:17] 325, *Sergin Blade: Hey... I got a female char that I can hope in.. PLayed her IRL before bringing her online
[25-21:17] 386, ºNico Blue: *can be there for the both of you. Is super girl!*
[25-21:18] 325, *Sergin Blade: **loves over Envy**thax
[25-21:18] eb1, ºLucreccia: *eyes Elm* Did you dress up in drag?
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[25-21:18] 386, ºNico Blue: *is going in as this char though!*
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[25-21:20] eb1, Scott Smith: (*misses STP sooo badly*)
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[25-21:20] 325, *Sergin Blade: Sometimes.. If I feel pretty enough..... **will switch chars If she wants all female, but 4 now is him**
[25-21:21] 386, ºNico Blue : *is one of those kids, covered in glitter and glowsticks, living up the holiday. Places like this make a fortune on kids like her, no family but friends... friends like to party*
[25-21:24] 325, *Sergin Blade : **he opens his eyes slowly, having finished his mediation now, he stands, strenching out his muscles. Sitting in one postion to long isnt good. He smiles and begins to walk down the streets, enjoying the holiday feeling, everyone at peace**
[25-21:26] eb1, Scott Smith: *one of the few non-gay men self-confident enough to go out in tones of orange and pink, similarly doused in glitter, his beltloops heavily weighed with glowsticks, like a skirt of neon poles. He`s busting his ass on that dance-floor, right near the door*
[25-21:29] eb1, Scott Smith: (test ..)
[25-21:29] 386, ºNico Blue : *eventually, her slight body just gets exhausted. She wiggles through the crowd, doing an alright job of it because she's small and can slip through cracks. Then, she climbs up on the bar stool and yells for a glass of water*
[25-21:31] eb1, Scott Smith: *and plomp, he caught sight of her and follows her right to her table, yelling at her, because he`s a nice guy, really. Strung out most of the time, but nice* Hey! Lil` bit, whatcha need there? I`ll fetch it for ya!
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[25-21:36] 386, ºNico Blue : Got it taken care of. Thanks *smiles, polite and genuine... because that's how she is*
[25-21:36] 325, *Sergin Blade : **just stays ooc as he is in another room**
[25-21:38] eb1, Scott Smith: I don`t mean to come off as, like, I`m trying to get in your pants, but I can I just sit with you at the bar? I`m just dehydrated as hell. I`m Scott. *offers his hand to shake, his nails painted black and orange and green and purple. All glowy and neon. Candy Child beads just drip from his wrists. Such a tweeking raver*
[25-21:41] 386, ºNico Blue : *she just laughs and shakes the hand* Nico and it's a free country *her hands are tattooed, delicate and intricate little designs*]
[25-21:43] eb1, Scott Smith: Nice art, Lil`bit. Nice art. *meaning her hands, of course, As he`s all suited up in orange vinyl, his tattoos are hidden. His pink-dyed head bobs to the throbbing music, and he snags bellows for a gatorade* Man. Merry Christmas! What a great night. Don`cha think? Fucking awesome. The C-spirit is just wicked in here.
[25-21:44] 8a3, *Reeni Lune: (*test*)
[25-21:45] 386, ºNico Blue : *as she is actually one of the few people in here NOT all messed up, this is actually quite funny* Yeah, it's pretty great *reclaims her hand to drink her water*
[25-21:49] eb1, Scott Smith: *he`s not fucked up, just one too many hits of E, and he`s sort of stuck this way. He guzzles down a whole twelve ounces in a few gulps and yells for another one, grinning at her* Nico, huh? I know that name. I know this kid named Jeremy, he talks about a Nico now and then. You wouldn`t happen to be that Nico? Nico isn`t exactly a name you find in the baby book every day.
[25-21:52] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She finally gets to the Reality, she was 'posed to meet Scott, just a tad late. but wasn't she in everything. She wound herself through the throngs of people, looking for her friend*
[25-21:54] 386, ºNico Blue : *how many Jeremy's can there be that talk about Nicos?* yeah *nods with a smile* That's me. I haven't seen him in a long time though. Have you? How is he?
[25-21:58] eb1, Scott Smith: *he`s at the bar, and is periodically looking for Reeni - but who knows who is who in this place on this night. He fairly sticks out, in orange and glowsticks, though* Oh, man. I caught him at a Type O show in Boston like a month ago. He looks good - well, he`s Jer, you know. Not showered. Had a pretty cool chick with him, too. Girl named Ren or something. Yeah, but he went on about you for a while. Misses you. Should totally let him know where you are, man.
[25-22:01] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *And she finally sees him, the freaky loveable guy that he is and she walks over, in a bra and fishnet shirt, along with a short bondage skirt and fishenet hose and clunker boots.* Scott man! *She shouts*
[25-22:01] 386, ºNico Blue : He should know. I took over his tattoo parlor *laughs but shrugs* sometimes he forgets. He's living in my place in Baltimore and we see Type O a lot. We're pretty good friends wi... *stops when the girl shouts*
[25-22:06] eb1, Scott Smith: Reeni-kitty! *he hops off the stool and snatches her up, giving her a few twirls, before plopping back on his stool with her in his lap* No kidding? You took over his shop? Awesome. Used to go there to get my ink done. Man, does he ever forget. It`s crazy. But he really looks good, man. Must be that chick, who knows? It`s Jer. Oh, hey! Nico, this is Reeni! Reeni, Nico!
[25-22:08] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She grins and hugs his neck, then wiggles in his lap to get comfy, looking to Nico with a smile.* Yo! *she gives a slight wave to the chick*
[25-22:10] 386, ºNico Blue : *smiles, just loving the energy of places like this* Nice to meet you, Reeni. Yeah. we trade around a lot.
[25-22:13] eb1, Scott Smith: I think I probably crashed at your place a few times. In Boston, anyway. You ever got to see Type O in Germany, you probably crashed at mine. Awesome. I just love this life. Friends are everything, just everything. *he gives Reeni a squeeze in emphasis, unhooking a couple of glowsticks from his belt to clip to her skirt* Be more festive, Kitty!
[25-22:15] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She laughs moving slightly so he can.* hey you know your more like that then me! *She looked more.... goth meets spice girl..*
[25-22:15] 386, ºNico Blue : *works on her water a little more, desperately needing hydration. She finally realizes how long she'd been on her legs when they start to ache, but it was normal and certainly not enough to bother her*
[25-22:18] eb1, Scott Smith: *he hooks the glowies up an hands her the half-empty bottle of his second gatorade incase she`s thirsty* Hey, Nico. We should all totally plan to go to Boston soon. Jer`s been sort of holed up there the last few months. Maybe just drop in on him. What`ya think of that?
[25-22:19] 386, ºNico Blue : I'd have to find someone to watch the place... *it's cold over there this time of year... but she has hats and scarves somewhere*
[25-22:20] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She takes the bottle and gives a healthy chug then hands it back to him.* OhmyGod! Boston! *She queaks, yes shes.... Hyper sometimes..*
[25-22:23] eb1, Scott Smith: *he bounces Reeni like she`s nothing but air on his lap, nodding eagerly* My bro used to work there. Steve? Dunno if you`d know him though. He had an accident just before Jer left town, so we were off the scene for a while. Boston is just fucking cool. Type O`s supposed to be recording there right now. We could crash a session or two.
[25-22:25] 386, ºNico Blue : *so much being thrown at her! She just blinks and laughs* Um, yeah. They may be in New York, actually, but sometimes they do skip down to Boston... and I don't remember a Steve, but I'm horrible with names
[25-22:25] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She grins as she pounced, hey shes just... a little high right now.*
[25-22:27] eb1, Scott Smith: Hey, you two, get to know each other. I need to skip out. I got a brother waiting for me back home. We`re skipping up to San Diego to see the `rents. Bye girls! Nico, totally get my info from Reeni. Wè`ll all get together sometime! *he bounces Reeni right onto the stool, plants a kiss on her cheek, waves to Nico, and is off!* (*cause player is going to finish this other game and then go to beddddd! and doesn`t want to get too involved here right now*)
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[25-22:29] 386, ºNico Blue : *just watches him skate off, then looks back at Reeni* What is he on?
[25-22:31] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : nothing anymore, I tihnk... he just had a bit to much and it.... just.. never went away..* she says with a grin and gets herself a bbc*
[25-22:33] 386, ºNico Blue : I've heard that can happen *looks over again at where he had been, but obviously... he's not there now* And how about you?
[25-22:34] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : Oh me? I'm just crazy.. *She snickers..* I've no excuse really.. *She shrugs*
[25-22:38] 386, ºNico Blue : oh *smiles, so honestly as if they were old friends* I just asked because I'm driving some people home. I have room if you need it
[25-22:42] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *She shakes her head lightly, but smiling.* I'm fine actually, I walked anyway....and I've no plans on getting drunk or getting higher than is safe for a chick around here....
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[25-22:45] 386, ºNico Blue : Well, the night is still young and the offer stands. There is no glamour in stumbling around on the streets *chuckles, finishing off her water and signals for another*
[25-22:46] 386, ºNico Blue : ((yo, Z ))
[25-22:46] 3ac, *Zaron: ((Yo Nico))
[25-22:47] 8a3, *Reeni Lune : *Nods* so true... *She answers.* well... time for me to go out there and join the crowds! *She downs her drink and goes into the masses* (okay I'll be back in a little bit, nets being slow... IM me if I'm needed *Kitty waves to Zar*)
[25-22:48] 386, ºNico Blue : ((*goes to IM land too*))
[25-22:49] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Never mind))
[25-22:51] 386, ºNico Blue : ((sorry, Eddie pie. I'm just doing a lot at one time))
[25-22:53] 3ac, *Zaron : ((It's ok))
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[25-22:54] f77, ºKitty: *is around still*
[25-22:54] 3ac, *Zaron : ((* Looks at the Kitty*))
[25-22:55] f77, ºKitty: *looks back*
[25-22:56] 3ac, *Zaron : * Walks down the street, brief case in hand.*
[25-22:56] f77, ºKitty: *wonders if you'd like her to pop in, in a few moments*
[25-22:58] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Sure))
[25-23:00] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She was off work for three days, big whup.. She walked down the streets in hip hugger pants, a tank and a knee length black trench, her red hair was pulled back in a butterfly come and a few curls fell about her face.*
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[25-23:06] 3ac, *Zaron : * Deep in thought, he looks up for a moment to see where he's at, and then continues walking. He goes through the numbers once more in his head, along with the numbers he was given by his guy in Manhattan and his new accountant in here in LA.*
[25-23:07] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She herself is wanting to find a bar right off, she might not be working, but shes still looking for men.... She's just like that.*
[25-23:12] 3ac, *Zaron : * Walks up to "Before the Dawn and contemplates going in.* Fuck it, might as well. * Opens the door and walks in. Immidately he heads towards an empty table.*
[25-23:15] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She'd seen the guy go in the bar, then decided to head in too, might as well what did she have to lose..*
[25-23:18] 3ac, *Zaron : * When the waiter walks up to him, orders a Long Island Ice Tea. As soon as the guy leaves, he opens the brief case and pulls out his laptop. Turns it on,and waits for it to load.*
[25-23:19] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She goes over to the bar and sits, ordering a martini.*
[25-23:22] 3ac, *Zaron : * Grumbles to himself as he forgot his password. Will have to do this when he gets back to his motel room. Turns the laptop off, puts it back in the brief case, closes it, takes his drink from the waiter, stands, and heads towards the bar.*
[25-23:24] f77, *Bekka Cell : *When her drink arrives she plays with the olive then popping it in her mouth and licking her two fingers.*
[25-23:25] 3ac, *Zaron : * Sits down next to Bekka. Nods to the bartender and sips his drink.*
[25-23:29] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She glances at him, smiling slightly, then goes back to her drink, crossing her legs.*
[25-23:29] 3ac, *Zaron : * Looks at her and smiles softly.* Evening
[25-23:30] f77, *Bekka Cell : brb)
[25-23:30] 3ac, *Zaron : ((kk))
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[25-23:40] f77, *Bekka Cell : (back) *Her violet eyes look to him and she gives a slight smile.* Evening.. *She answers.*
[25-23:40] 3ac, *Zaron : ((*Kicks his computer*))
[25-23:40] f77, *Bekka Cell : (*knows how you feel*)
[25-23:41] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Mine just completely booted me and restarted itself))
[25-23:42] f77, *Bekka Cell : (that happened to me ontime at the library.. *wonders about conputers sometimes*)
[25-23:43] 3ac, *Zaron : * Doesn't know what else to say, so just shuts up. Chuckles to self, twenty years of amniesia and he has no trouble speaking to the opposite sex. As soon as he remembers, he has a problem.*
[25-23:45] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She gives him another side glance and finishes her drink, getting another.*
[25-23:45] 3ac, *Zaron : * At first he sips his drink, and then just gulps it down. Looks at the bar tender and orders a bloody mary*
[25-23:48] f77, *Bekka Cell : Bad day or what? *She asks after his gulping, toying with her olive*
[25-23:49] 3ac, *Zaron : * Pays for both his bloody mary and the long island ice tea.* Rough week
[25-23:52] f77, *Bekka Cell : Ahh.. *She nods, as if she knows exactly what he means, and in her own way she does.*
[25-23:53] 3ac, *Zaron : * Looks at her.* How about you? Rough day, bad day, hate the holidays, or what?
[25-23:57] f77, *Bekka Cell : hmm all of the above? *Bekka answers, turning her head to him, a curll falling against her cheek*
[25-23:58] 3ac, *Zaron : That works
[26-00:01] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She laughs slightly.* yeah... it works..
[26-00:03] 3ac, *Zaron : So, besides wanting to forget, what brings one so lovely such as yourself here?
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[26-00:05] f77, *Bekka Cell : off work.. nothing else to do..* she answers.*
[26-00:07] 3ac, *Zaron : * Takes a sip of his bloody mary.* No wonder you are having a rough day then
[26-00:07] f77, *Bekka Cell : *she snorts slightly.* yeah.....
[26-00:15] 3ac, *Zaron : * Takes another sip of the bloody mary.* So, mind me asking what cha do for a living?
[26-00:19] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She gives him a side glance, figuring weither or not to lie.... instead..... she smiles, voice a little lower* I'm an escort...
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[26-00:21] 3ac, *Zaron : * Nods.* I see....well...* takes out his check book. Opens it up and writes down a few figures on it. Looks at Bekka.* What's your name?
[26-00:23] f77, *Bekka Cell : (*big eyes.... wow Morg....... * ) *She eyes his check book, raises a brow.* Bekka .. Cell.. *She answers after a moment.*
[26-00:25] 3ac, *Zaron : *Writes down the name and signs the check. Hands the check to her while looking at her.* If you want to, you can cash it tonight, but only at that bank. They should have a branch here. If not, then you can wait till Monday and cash it where ever you want. Yes the check is valid by the way.
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[26-00:27] c9c, *Morguline : (Is it a safe assumtion that it's winter, with the cold and the snow?)
[26-00:28] 3ac, *Zaron : (( I don't really know if it snows much in LA))
[26-00:29] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She looks the check over, then looks at him, it was a few hundred off what she usually got but hell she wasn't even working tonight.* You want my services? *She asks, folding the check and putting it in her purse.* (its chilly I believe though)
[26-00:31] 3ac, *Zaron : Nope, just doing my good deed for the year. * Isn't being sarcastic eather. Takes another sip of his drink.*
[26-00:32] f77, *Bekka Cell : *Her mouth drops open, and her violet eyes narrow.* you're what?
[26-00:32] 3ac, *Zaron : And I didn't mean that as in I have pity for you eather. Just trying to make one of us less miserable tonight then they currently are.
[26-00:33] c9c, *Morguline : *he stood at the mouth of an alley, well out of the light of an over-hanging street lamp .. glad in his usual attire, everything nearly covered with a brown trench mixed of fur and tough leather, reaching down to mid-calf - his stance loose, hands curled in coat pockets, a cigare hangs between his lips*..
[26-00:33] 3ac, *Zaron : Honestly, if you had told me that you were the coorperate executive for a major coorperation, I would have still given you the check. I would have asked you how much you make a day first though, and then written it to that excact amount.
[26-00:33] 3ac, *Zaron : Or atleast come close.
[26-00:35] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She blinks.* where are you from..... *shes confused and a bit odded out*
[26-00:36] 3ac, *Zaron : Spain. * Said simply.* But I've been living in the states for a few years now.
[26-00:38] f77, *Bekka Cell : I didn't figure they did that in spain............................* she says slowly, downing her drink rather quickly.* ..... so you've paid me but I.. you.. don't want my services?
[26-00:38] c9c, *Morguline : *the ember at the end of the thick cigar brightens as he draws off it, letting the smoke circulate inside him before exhaling, grey curls around his scarred face .. sharp, blue eyes drift over a wandering sheep that passes down the street, his sense both natural and unnatural keeping acute tabs on his surroundings - never too keen on large cities, but it wasn't a matter of what he wanted anymore*..
[26-00:40] 3ac, *Zaron : They normally don't, but as I said, I had to do my good deed for the year. It just so happens to be that instead of saving a child, which would most likely be put back into the same horrible situation it was in, or worse, I decided to give someone a paid vaction for one night. And no, I don't want your services. No offense, I mean, you are a beautiful woman, but I require something else.
[26-00:44] f77, *Bekka Cell : hmm....* She wonders if, hes the kind shes dealt with before, and she moves her curls of hair from hr neck, some had escaped her butterfly clip, to show two small scars on her neck...*
[26-00:44] c9c, *Morguline : *he glances behind him, dreadful gaze sent down the dark, cold alley, endless though twisting around in his mind, so much to consider, and more than likely do, if the opportunity ever presented itself .. the city reeked of plight, the unclean, but that was just humanity in general, small game - he looked forward again, eyes narrow slowly, panning back and forth*..
[26-00:45] 3ac, *Zaron : * Looks at the scars and smirks.*
[26-00:45] 3ac, *Zaron : Well, atleast you didn't think I was gay.
[26-00:50] f77, *Bekka Cell : I just can't imagine... *She answered with a smirk.* you just.. don't have that.. about you..* sh waves her hand around slighlty in gesture*
[26-00:50] 62b, *Talib: (lol)
[26-00:50] c9c, *Morguline : *a steel-toed boot connects quitely onto concrete as he steps onto the sidewalk, looking both ways, and across, observing the length of the street .. another draw off his cigar, a vague scent of vanilla was the only real oder the Homid carried, assuming it wasn't drowned out by the city's stink - he crossed the street in a mild stride, in no hurry what so ever*..
[26-00:52] 3ac, *Zaron : * Chuckles lightly.* Thank you. * Smiles softly.* You wish to tempt me until I accept your services, don't you?
[26-00:53] f77, *Bekka Cell : no, I just don't like being given money, without doing something in return.
[26-00:56] c9c, *Morguline : *his left hand raises, armored half in hard, black leather, two fingers come together, removing the cigar from his jaws long enough to ash into the cold ground below .. he pauses a moment, and turns, heading down the street - no real destination, just familiarizing himself with the city, some more*..
[26-00:57] 3ac, *Zaron : But how do you know weather or not you are already doing something in return for me? I mean, in a world of perversion and violence a simple act of good will goes a long way. Also, in a world where television has killed more brain cells then most drugs on the market, the art of conversation has practically died.
[26-00:58] 3ac, *Zaron : So in light of this information, I ask once again, how do you know weather or not you are already doing something in return for me?
[26-00:58] 3ac, *Zaron : * Finishes his bloody mary.*
[26-01:00] f77, *Bekka Cell : hmm *She shrugs* if thats all you want then.... *But shes used to her body being used in some way, very rarely has she been paid to converse, hell it'd been two years since she'd been paid to be able to use her brain, which was sharp.*
[26-01:00] c9c, *Morguline : *his other mitt releaves itself of the coat's pocket, and both huge hands fold loosely behind him .. his pace is moderate at best, unoften, though still, he stops momentairly, just to look around - see what there's to see, and what is beyond that...*
[26-01:02] 3ac, *Zaron : You know what? I've got it. I won't pay you just to converse with me, or to give me your body, or both. That check that I gave you is payment from me to you to be yourself.
[26-01:04] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She refrains from having her mouth drop open.. and.. slowly she smiles.* you mean that...
[26-01:04] 3ac, *Zaron : Yes, I mean that.
[26-01:05] 3ac, *Zaron : I mean, how long has it been since you we were allowed to be yourself and not just "play a role"?
[26-01:06] c9c, *Morguline : *his aimless wandering takes him mostly through alleyways, where things that won't normally wish to be found quite possibly could be .. though tonight wasn't for the hunt or the game, perhaps... but rather locations, knowledge of the area, streetwise as it were - the city was large, a maze, but it doesn't concern one who is against time itself*..
[26-01:06] c9c, *Morguline : (aaaaaand, smoke time.)
[26-01:08] f77, *Bekka Cell : (*will brb*)
[26-01:11]       Talib gives a brisk yawn as he writes in his journal. The arab sits on a old milkcrat in alley. He blinks his eyes n shakes his head as his vision blured for a moment. "When will it end... era" closes the book n lets it drop to the ground. Yet it dosent hit the ground it disappears. He looks up to the sky then looks around. Blinking again he cocks his head as he just gets a weard feeling.
[26-01:15] c9c, *Morguline : *his thoughts, always brewing, come across the consideration of Gnawer and Walker population in this Blight .. other metal and glass towns never seemed to house many, and if they did, they were very unactive - a brief pondering, both Tribes were neigh worthless to him, but more the one than the other*..
[26-01:15] f77, *Bekka Cell : .... a long time.. *she answers after a long moment, violet eyes glancing away for a brief second*(*is back... waits*)
[26-01:18] 3ac, *Zaron : * Nods.* And I would almost make a wager that if you weren't allowed to be yourself sometime soon, then fate might not be that kind to you or someone else. I am also willing to wager that you are a good person at heart.
[26-01:21] c9c, *Morguline : Hm. *his reflective hues lower to the ground briefly, the darkness was no hindrance, seems like it's been an eternity since it has .. he raises his gaze again, staring off in a particular direction, right at the building to his left..*
[26-01:23] f77, *Bekka Cell : Heh, I don't know about your last wager..* she answers, with a sigh...*
[26-01:24] 3ac, *Zaron : And why don't you know about it? Because you sell your services? There are worse things that one can do.
[26-01:25]       Talib stands ups slowly. Afet standing for a moment he walks out of the alleyway and into one of the main streets. He happons to talk into Morgs view but he dosent notice him yet.
[26-01:27] c9c, *Morguline : *he plucks the cigar from his mouth, flicking it dead to the ground .. taking a step to the side, he turns, back to a bricked building wall - he stares in silence over at Talib, waiting*..
[26-01:29] f77, *Bekka Cell : hmm yes...* is all she says, frowning a little.*
[26-01:31] 3ac, *Zaron : * Looks at her.* Do you want to change your life?
[26-01:32]       Talib turns his head and looks right at Morg. He cocks his head slightly ngives a smirk. He just look at him for a moment with his red eyes. The smirks turns to a light smile as he walks over towards the fellow garu.
[26-01:34] c9c, *Morguline : *arms lift, folding loosely over his chest, hard muscle held tight by the leather sleeves of his jacket .. his eyes travel over Talib as he appoarches, questions stir in his mind - his attention soon difts away from the Werewolf, and off to his left*..
[26-01:34] f77, *Bekka Cell : Sometimes...* she says, looking to him again.* but..... in a sick way love what I do.....
[26-01:35] 3ac, *Zaron : * Nods.* I understand. I won't ask you how you love what you do, for that is yours alone to know.
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[26-01:38] f77, *Bekka Cell : You're one odd guy...* she says after a moment.*
[26-01:38]       Talib stops beside him and hehs "Im sure there is more behind that silence you give me every time you see me? Isent there?" The arab hasent changed much. Besides for a few more light scars on his body n maby a haircut. He just looks up at the towering Morg.
[26-01:39] 3ac, *Zaron : It is better to be odd and interesting then to be normal and predictable.
[26-01:41] f77, *Bekka Cell : yes.. *she nods* I meant it in the best way.... I'm glad your around....
[26-01:42] c9c, *Morguline : *he huffs visible breath through his nose, saying not a word, leaning off the side of the building, he turns, facing the direction he stares in .. a glance is sent toward Talib, and back, then sinks toward the ground, off to the side, nearly unblinking at the street a number of feet away - his jaws part slight as to speak, but he refrains, and his arms unfold and bury in coat pockets*..
[26-01:42] c9c, *Morguline : (smoke again. brb Talib.)
[26-01:45] 3ac, *Zaron : Thank you then. I still stand upon my wager oh how you are at heart.
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[26-01:46] f77, *Bekka Cell : hmm thanks... *She smiles at him, an actual genuine smile.*
[26-01:48]       Talib cocks his head the other way as he watchings Morg sharply. "Im sure you do have some things to say.... or at least ask?" Cocks his head again. The lupis side of him just bleeds though his homid form with his movments. He would love to go back into true form but that wouldent be wise in this area.
[26-01:49] 3ac, *Zaron : * Smiles softly back at her. It should be noted that all his soft smiles have been as if though they were coming from a grandfather type figure, one who's seen and experienced much but still understands and accepts.*
[26-01:49] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*looks in*)
[26-01:50] 3ac, *Zaron : ((brb))
[26-01:51] f77, *Bekka Cell : what do you do, if I may ask.. (k)
[26-01:52] c9c, *Morguline : What populated areas are there. *a cude tone to almost match his even more crude expression, a unpleasant scowl, set in stone .. his voice is almost bottomless, unfriendly to say the least, and absolutely normal for him - he looks over, down at Talib, more than literally..*
[26-01:52] 3ac, *Zaron : ((Back))
[26-01:54] 3ac, *Zaron : Plain and simple....I'm a wanderer. I go from city to city. I've got several investments in several major stocks, along with even more investments in plain old savings accounts. I used to be something else, but I haven't done that job in years.
[26-01:55]       Talib blinks slightly "You mean as in places of gathering I would assume?"
[26-01:56] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*ponders RP*)
[26-01:56] f77, *Bekka Cell : ahh *nods* so you ..... enjoy wandering?
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[26-01:58] c9c, *Morguline : *he nods once, lightly, but noticeable, grey-rooted hair shifts across his forehead .. attention diverts over to one area of note, but being a city, there are always more - low voice emits again, to clarify, even if it's not required*.. Places of interest. *he assumes the innuendo is clear*..
[26-01:58] 3ac, *Zaron : I guess so. I mean, it keeps life interesting to live in one place for a few years, or as long as nessicary, then move to a completely different city.
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[26-02:00] f77, *Bekka Cell : you must have seen quite a few places then...
[26-02:00] 3a4, Frank Castle: (god im bored if i can only think this up for a character...)
[26-02:00] 3ac, *Zaron : * Nods*
[26-02:01]       Talib shakes his head slightly "I myself have been in this city only a day before I found you... so I myself am laking that kind of information." thinks for just a moment "There was this once bar I was at tho. now that i thinka bout it." scratchs his chin.
[26-02:02] c9c, *Morguline : *hands finally raise from their hiding places, a cigar in one, his Fetish lighter in the other, setting the smoke between scarred lips, he flicks his wrist and opens the steel lighter, sparking flame and drawing repeatedly off it*.. Show me. *the lighter snaps shut and is dropped into his pocket .. dark eyes remain on the Garou now*..
[26-02:03] f77, *Bekka Cell : *She orders herself another drink.* good.. I wish I could get out of LA sometimes..
[26-02:03] 3ac, *Zaron : Then why don't you?
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[26-02:07] 3ac, *Zaron : ((*Kicks comp*))
[26-02:08] f77, *Bekka Cell : Job.... and the fact I... haven't been out of the City in my whole life..
[26-02:08]       Talib nods slightly as he turns to lead Morg on "I will say that I was getting the same feeling I was getting at that other bar we first meet in.... at least thats what my nose was telling me. The smell or iron was ever present." Iorn from blood.. as he is beating around the bush with the sentence. The arab man seems to have a grin on his face as he thinks about the place and a tone that hints of laughter.
[26-02:10] 3ac, *Zaron : You know, it's really more simple then one believes. Save up cash, pick a city, figure out how much housing and all nessicary utilities cost, once enough cash has been made quit job, move to new city, and find new job.
[26-02:10] f77, *Bekka Cell : *she tilts her head.* it can't be that simple..
[26-02:11] 3ac, *Zaron : It is
[26-02:12] 3ac, *Zaron : And with your situation, what's the worst that can happen? You become an escort again?
[26-02:12] c9c, *Morguline : Show. Me. *though demanding before, now it's an out-right command, though he may or may not have proper right to do so to Talib, it is clear he doesn't care, or may be just simply calling Rank on him for information .. regardless, he stands there, his patiences wearing thin quickly, for once - sometimes inside him stirs, begins to boil, a small flame.... hoping..*
[26-02:13] 3ac, *Zaron : In the new city, you find yourself a respectible job, even if it's being a waitress. You do what cha gotta do.
[26-02:13] f77, *Bekka Cell : well... *she doesn't know what to say... but thats just.. wow.*
[26-02:14] f77, *Bekka Cell : ahh, shit.. gotta go.. sorry)
[26-02:14] 3ac, *Zaron : * Looks her in the eyes.* Do what you gotta do except killing that is. Never kill someone unless it's in self defense. I know that your legal system prevents that anyways, but becomes an addiction
[26-02:14] 3ac, *Zaron : ((It's alright, I had to leave soon also anyways.))
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[26-02:16]       Talib nods slightly as he starts walking. Seem he is right down to the point as usual. "I just hope we dont have our hands tied as we did down there..." smirks with a grin.
[26-02:17] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *Morg would easily catch the scent...a girl, standing on the street corner- watching them both intently...more Morguline than anything. her violet hair has been dyed a deep brown but those striking violet eyes cannot be mistaken..nor could the very expensive clothing she wears. Her slight form bundled in winter clothes despite her lack of necessity for it...*
[26-02:18] 62b, *Talib: (talib is turning into father anderson from hellsing at the way his state of mind is going)
[26-02:20] c9c, *Morguline : *does hope so, the massive Homid always carries a sense of battle, some desire to fight, tear and rend anything worth his time, almost a scent that has caught on him over the years .. he soon stops, spotting Elisa instantly - a puff taken off his cigar, his head tips back lightly, looking directly at her*..
[26-02:23] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *in the streetlight and the cold of the city...despite the lack of snow...she strikes a very..noticable look. It was her physical looks..she appeared as if she owned the place, even though she doesnt. Her eyes stare right at Morg's, unflinching as she watches the only Garou she trusts...even likes. A certain part of her even..well...loved him. But her clan needed her more. She speaks silently, her lips moving but nothing coming out*...Good eve...
[26-02:23]       Talib stops "Hmmm??" he urns to look shwere Morg is looking at with intrist. He isely reachs into his pocket n pull out a pair of pink tinted glasses, fedish aura glasses. Kinda handy for finding weard things easly.
[26-02:27] c9c, *Morguline : Hardly. *a firm twitch of his lips sends ash tumbling to his feet, standing at his full height, his vision cuts past reality, taking a view of what lies past the mirror to make sure as well .. incase the words weren't enough, and instantly he considers the situation, hm - a glance to Talib, speaking out before something unprofessional happens*.. Do not worry about her.
[26-02:27] c9c, *Morguline : (aaaaand, smoke. brb 'n' such.)
[26-02:29] 62b, *Talib: (omg cut down!)
[26-02:29] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *stepping off the street, she moves over to him- moving to stamnd before him, her much smaller stature showing how different they are despite the fact she's Kindred. But she doesn't back down, and she doesn't show ire, or any hostility. No....she actually offers a hand to Morguline!*
[26-02:35]       Talib glares at Elisa sharply with his red eyes. His lip pull back as if he where going to growld but his eyes shift to Morg as he speaks. The words just go into his head and rattle around inside slightly. "Im sure you have a good reason to say that." The tone of his voice is that of knives. He and his tribe of all the garu have a reason to hate vampires yet he lets Morgs words hold him back. Still you can tell he is quite in a state of unrest.
[26-02:36] c9c, *Morguline : *another glance to Talib once more as the hand is offered, then stares down at it, one of his own half-gloved paws reach and takes her's, giving a sound shake of respect, nothing more .. he won't explain anything to the Garou yet, feels no reason to - he simply nods, repeating partly*.. Do not worry.
[26-02:40] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *after a long moment, she takes her hand back as she looks up at him- keeping her eyes locked on Morguline..the memories she held of this man were expansive and far, and most of them fond..save for a few. She's pretty much ignoring Talib as a whole- registering him as a non-entity. She speaks to Morguline, her voice that thick, rich British accent* Tis been quite the time.
[26-02:41]       Talib just keeps glaring at her. After a moment he seems to calm down as he fights down his simmering rage and pure hate for them. He closes his eyes as he turns away "This way please." stillt he angered tone remains but not as trong.
[26-02:45] c9c, *Morguline : *his hand returns to it's rightful coat pocket, following Talib and nodding enough for Elisa to follow, if she wishes .. speaking as he steps forward, around her*.. Time. *only word spoken, and done so loosely, the idea seems almost lost on him, as he's sure she's getting used to by now*..
[26-02:50]       Talib keeps himself form turnign his head as his feelings are walking on a thin thread currently. He basicly dosent say much of anything as he leads them on. They go on for about 10 min before he stops at the building. He turns around and looks at them silently.
[26-02:51] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *and indeed, Betsy follows. She moves with him as she speaks* I willnae keep much of your time, assured of that. I can see your...audiences wishes me nay to be here. *spoken formally as she speaks to him* I came to speak to you...that I am here in Los Angeles now.
[26-02:55] c9c, *Morguline : *stops immediately as Talib does, head turns slowly, eyeing the building up questionably .. he replies as his gaze roams the front*.. Very well. *attention slides over to the other Garou, soon questioning*.. What is it.
[26-02:55] c9c, *Morguline : (And for reference, what icon would the place be?)
[26-02:58]       Talib ties his hardest not to look at Elisa "Tipical bar.. has a few appartments upstairs. I just wondered in and the feeling hit me like a brike in the face. But its only the 3rd place I have been to so dont be displeased if nothing shows up."
[26-02:59] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (Image.)
[26-02:59] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (again)
[26-03:00] 62b, *Talib: (typos sry)
[26-03:00] c9c, *Morguline : Hm. *and with that, he turns and approaches the door, a large hand grapples the handle/knob and he gives it a turn, tossing it open and stepping in .. pausing for the other two to enter, but not stopping - quickly looking the place over, eyeing any occupants*..
[26-03:02] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *she looks up at the building as well- her head tipping back to watch it as she listens to them both- her ears attuned to them both...not really caring if Talib hates her.*
[26-03:02] 62b, *Talib: (think its just the bar default)
[26-03:04]       Talib twists slightly "Just tell mw when and il make her disappear of needed Morg.." speaks in garu ashe follows him inside the bar.
[26-03:08] c9c, *Morguline : *a few kine gathered in the bar, no doubt drowing away the holiday depression, he slowly, one by one undoes the buttons of his coat and steps toward the bar, eyeing down the tender .. his Rage is quite limted, and the Curse is not in effect, thankfully*.. "There is a time for everything." *spoken in the same, supernatural language .. guttural sounding, the words merit odd glances from some of the humans*..
[26-03:10] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *and indeed, Betsy follows once more even as she enacts Blush Of Health to appear normal and stays at Morguline's side...a hand cunningly sliding to his hip- to make it seem as if she were his...the rush of blood through her body giving her the human appearance necessary. She knows they're speaking of her, and she really doesnt care. If Talib thought he could kill her...he had another thought coming.*
[26-03:12]       Talib nods slightly n sighs "As you said before... seems im good at making times for it as i get older." Sits down beside him.
[26-03:18] c9c, *Morguline : *he orders a tall glass of milk from the bar tender, placing himself in the most vacant area of the bar, but standing .. he's well learned not to sit on furniture like stools, too flimsy - he is either indifferent, or ignorant to the hand at his side, seems probably the latter, distracted maybe. he looks sharpy over at Talib*.. "She has brought final death to other Kindred." *that could have been a half, whole, or lacking complete truth, but out of his lips, it was stated as a fact set in stone*.. Have a drink. Settle your nerves.... *the line between a suggestion and a order is thin, this also clearly directed at the Lupus*..
[26-03:18] c9c, *Morguline : (that took long enough, heh. smoke again. brb)
[26-03:24] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *taking a seat, her coat stays buttoned to keep her heat levels up and make her seem even more human as she orders a simple beer. She abhorred the American garbage, but not every bar holds the expensive Merlot that she desires..or the blood to come with it. Truth was, she was enjoying being around Morguline again.*
[26-03:27]       Talib just shakes his head as he takes his glasses off. "God the one way to make a Striders blood simmer dont you Morg?" Puts the glasses back in his pocket. "I guess thats good enough a reason... even though I question it I wont."{
[26-03:30] c9c, *Morguline : *gives Talib a "Good" glance before his head bows half-way, eyes settled onto the bar top .. fishing out a couple of small bills for his drink as it arrives, he speaks low and in that nearly-feral tone toward Elisa*.. What do you wish to discuss. *a hand reaches, grasping the glass, the other takes the nearly spent cigar from his lips, and sinks to the counter, dragging a ashtray over with a nailed, free finger, drawing it toward him*..
[26-03:33] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *taking her beer in hand, she takes a long sip- her full, ruby colored lips wrapping around the opening as she tips the bottle back- taking a decent sized slug back...even that is very seductive and ladylike...just who she is before she speaks calmly* I sought to alert you that I am in the city as well. Our agreement would still stand...if you need something..you have my ear and my heart as well. *spoken quietly so only Morguline can hear*
[26-03:39] c9c, *Morguline : *he grinds the cigar dead into the glass, small plate, lifting the milk to his lips as his head tips back for a lengthy drink, downing a good half of it in limited gulps .. a moment of silence as he does this, setting it back down with a light click onto the bar - the same question he asked the Garou is brought up again, the thing he needs most right now, information. he leans toward her as the question passes his lips, finding no problem inquiring of the subject, even to her, almost feels comfortable in asking*.. Do you know where they reside? *an actual questionish tone this time, knowing she'll understand what 'types' he speaks of... she'd know best*..
[26-03:43]       Talib turns his head slighty to look at them both. Talib still is young yet he has seen quite alot in his days. He knows Morg has more up his sleave then the eyes can see. He just sits there idely n listins to them. Since he is present he is going to be used for something.
[26-03:49] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *and she has no qualms in telling him this information...her voice staying so low that only Morguline could hear it...* Search the lower levels of the city. Particularly the homeless sections. The sewers carry the Nosferatu. Tis the same you shall find most anywhere. *spoken quietly*
[26-03:52] c9c, *Morguline : Mm. Same story, different book. *he nods, in thanks, and peers toward Talib .. the Garou appears different than normal, for obvious reasons and other, less noticeable ones .. but priorities were first, and now he had time for thought - another, lighter drink from his glass, nails tapping in some form of rythm against the bar counter*..
[26-03:53] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: Aye. You are aware of the channels in which to reach me. Please do so. *spoken softly as she stands, looking at him with..almost what would be considered a longing look...of what? Hard to say. But then she exits, leaving them to their own devices..*
[26-03:55]       Talib looks right back at Morg. Just as a wolve would watch dilgently he watchs. He lick one so fhis fangs n gives a light yawn. He cent help but watch her leave, once she leaves his rage goes right back on the burner on a slow simmer. "Grrrrr......."
[26-03:59] c9c, *Morguline : *another nod in farewell, his gaze mostly on Talib, and competely locked when she makes her exit*.. "Surely you know better than to engage anything you choose." *words of wisdom right there, with scars to back it up .. he withdraws another cigar and his lighter, slipping the smoke between his lips*..
[26-04:04]       Talib grins "Im just not rechless enough to do so yet..." tries again to get his rage down n e clams down. "I hate vampires more then i hate anything else. Its in my breed, in my blood and in my mind." shakes his head sharply "ERA"
[26-04:06] c9c, *Morguline : "There are worse things, Lupus." *a moment taken to finish off his glass, setting it down and stepping away from the bar. "We will be speaking again. Try not to get killed until then." *he begin for the doors he once came through*..
[26-04:09]       Talib chuckles slightly "You will see me again... trust me." watch him walk out the door. With that he just pauses n thinks.. eyes fixxed on the door.
[26-04:10] c9c, *Morguline : *stepping outside, he turns and walks off .. to explore the metal and glass city some more, he had all night after all - gone*..
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[26-09:24] 239, Scott Smith: Oh, Fucking Figures. I go to bed, and this Happens. UGH.
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[26-10:41] 239, ºLucreccia: *attacks Caine, giving Christmas lovings* Hi babe! How`s it going?
[26-10:41] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *pokes his head barely into the room*
[26-10:43] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *dodges the attack and parries with a kiss returning the christmas lovin's*It's going okay. How bout yuir self?*huggles*
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[26-10:44] 239, ºLucreccia: Don`t leave me! I`m doing good, Christmas was okay for us.
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[26-10:46] 09c, *Caine Lupas: I'm not gonna leave ye lass. Not yet anyway I'm gonna have to in a few though.
[26-10:47] 239, ºLucreccia: Me too. The babe is getting frisky. Nearly crawling. Yikes! ... So how`re you doing?
[26-10:48] 09c, *Caine Lupas: I'm a little tired the babe was up off and on all night. But It's going good. Yeah ours too. he's still doing the backwards thing,but he's making progress
[26-10:50] 239, ºLucreccia: Drake is shuffling about the floor like an old army officer in the mud. It`s cute. *snugggles close* I`ve been missing you! We`re never on together anymore.
[26-10:51] 09c, *Caine Lupas: I know I think it's called the real world.I won't be on for a long while after the 30th, me and the g/f are going on a road trip.So what have I missed here in the room?
[26-10:52] 239, ºLucreccia: Well, speaking of babes, mine is getting impatient, so I`ve gotta toss off. Hopefully catch you later, love-dove! *more lovin`s* You haven`t missed much. Envy and I have been gone so much, nothing really happens. LOL. Love you! And have a good trip if I don`t catch ya! *snuffs off* BYE!
[26-10:55] 09c, *Caine Lupas: *huggles the space that is/was Manda and poofs off himself*
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[26-12:27] 239, ºLucreccia: *brow* When were you in here?
[26-12:31] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*lurks*)
[26-12:32] 72d, ºEnvy: *pokes Lisa* hi honey face
[26-12:33] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*poked...gets all low down and tackles* allo spookerbell. hows it?)
[26-12:34] 72d, ºEnvy: *falls under the domination of her boo* oh yanno... another day*
[26-12:35] 239, ºLucreccia: (*lurks about, minaturized, perched on En`s shoulder*)
[26-12:36] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*ponders RP*)
[26-12:37] 72d, ºEnvy: yeah? really? *could rig somethin' up*
[26-12:42] 239, ºLucreccia: *could help rig, yes yes*
[26-12:42] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *she's kept her arrival in Los Angeles quiet until she knew the score. seeing her...ex last night was the last thing that Elisa had expected. She'd just knew he was there. Walking the streets this night, she's back to her winter coat- the hood drawn up and her body relaxed- the exact opposite of how she truly is...her dyed brown hair is pinned up in a ornate bun and her violet eyes are downcast. she didnt know who the Prince was yet...or if there was a Tremere force in this city.*
[26-12:44] 72d, ºEnvy: (*doesn't know who to play! shit!* scurries))
[26-12:46] 239, ºLucreccia: *she trots the streets, ambling about in blue jeans and a tank top. Hell, it`s 60 degrees out, fine weather indeed. Red hair left loose about her shoulders, green eyes intense. Wondering once again why she`s stayed so long in this putrid place*
[26-12:48] 72d, ºLucien : *walks along too, having just had another little talk with his father. It was actually kind of nice to have a guy around and since he didn't have that much of a bond with him, it wasn't really like talking to your father about things*
[26-12:48] 239, ºLucreccia: (*curse, curse* I have to fly. The son is awakening and demanding the mom.)
[26-12:49] 72d, ºLucien : ((just you and me hot stuff!))
[26-12:49] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*nodnod- pic tests too*)
[26-12:52] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *as it was getting a bit warm, Elisa sheds the coat- dropping it for someone needy...there was enough of them. She's wearing a pair of very expensive looking leather pants and a silk longsleeve shirt- the sleeves a mesh-like material and veneerish-like. letting her hair fall from it's bun, Betsy keeps walking...she can see Lucien up ahead*
[26-12:57] 72d, ºLucien : *parks it on a step to an apartment building and lights a cigarette. As if his skinny little body looks like it could take any abuse. This... is not what sons of warriors are supposed to look like, but here he is*
[26-13:00] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *a quiet voice by Lucien..*....Tis a quiet night for once, nay? *the sound distinctively British and decidedly feminine in it's styling...*
[26-13:02] 72d, ºLucien : *nods looking up as a line of smoke escapes from his lips. Then he blinks at the beautiful woman looking down at him. He hasn't seen one of those since leaving Italy... beautiful woman that is* Yes. *taps his cigarette to ash it* Would you like a cigarette?
[26-13:06] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: Nay...I donnae smoke. Tis bad for me. *lying so efficiently it's like a casual truth as she looks from him then to the building* Are you new?
[26-13:09] 72d, ºLucien : New? To the city you mean? Yes. A little. *was sort of hoping she'd say no since this was his last one*
[26-13:15] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: T'would make two of us. I have never seen spires such as these in the West. Tis rather interesting...*a quiet, reverent voice as BEtsy looks up at the building before looking back to him. Enacting Blush Of Health, Betsy offers a hand* Forgive my momentary leave of senses...I am Elisabeth.
[26-13:17] 72d, ºLucien : *pops the butt of the cigarette in his mouth so he has a free hand to shake hers* Lucien *mumbled a little*
[26-13:22] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: *her grip is firm for a girl of her size and she smiles warmly* Tis a pleasure, Lucien. Worry nay...i willnae take much of your time. Time fleets and I must make appointments before my slumber. *she speaks slightly archaic...but that's how she was raised*
[26-13:27] 72d, ºLucien : *her speech actually makes him chuckle a little* I have plenty of time. Don't worry about it. Is there something you need help with? I'm not that great with directions, but I know where the important stuff is. *bars, clubs and such*
[26-13:44] 72d, ºLucien : ((need a shower and such bbl))
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[26-20:14] f77, ºKitty: *blinkies*
[26-20:19] 239, ºLucreccia: Gah! Whyam I not seeing you on MSN? *attacks with love*
[26-20:22] f77, ºKitty: hehe
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[26-20:24] 239, ºLucreccia: Fucking room farted. Graphslfjkdsjlkd.
[26-20:28] f77, ºKitty: *pats*
[26-20:32] 239, ºLucreccia: *makes out with the Kitty*
[26-20:33] f77, ºKitty: *whees!*
[26-20:38] 40c, ºEnvy: *strolls in like she owns the place*
[26-20:39] f77, ºKitty: *pounces envy*
[26-20:39] 239, ºLucreccia: *tackles Envy and slathers in chocolatey love*
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[26-20:41] 40c, ºEnvy: *just loves you two, and this is why*
[26-20:42] 40c, ºEnvy: and you *pokes Boo* disappeared on me
[26-20:43] f77, ºKitty: *mewls*
[26-20:44] 239, ºLucreccia: *pokes david with something soft and flappy, like a bunny rabbit ear*
[26-20:44] 239, ºLucreccia: *minaturizes self and plops on Kitty`s shoulder, burying in long hair*
[26-20:45] 40c, ºEnvy: *pets Kitty and the Manda flea*
[26-20:46] f77, ºKitty: *lets Manda bury herself in her hair*
[26-20:46] f77, ºKitty: *pokes manda to MSN... rawr*
[26-20:47] 239, ºLucreccia: *makes happy noises at the bets*
[26-20:51] f77, ºKitty: *makes herself a cat and sits ontop of envy's head*
[26-20:52] 40c, ºEnvy: *pets the cat on her head and the flea on the cat*
[26-20:53] f77, ºKitty: *purrs*
[26-20:54] 239, ºLucreccia: *oop! Shrink-elixer only lasts so long! She hops off, and grows back up, flopped on her back like a crazy kid* Muahahaha. That was fun.
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[26-20:57] 40c, ºEnvy: *just loves you girls*
[26-20:57] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: ((*dies of absolute boredum*))
[26-20:58] 40c, ºEnvy: you came to the right place, since we were all about ready to get IC!
[26-20:58] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: thank god. I can't STAND being on freaking dialup with nuthin to do
[26-20:59] 40c, ºEnvy: *is on freaking dial up too*
[26-20:59] f77, ºKitty: *is staying ooc... sigh..*
[26-21:01] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: yeah but I'm on highspeed at my apartment
[26-21:01] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: aww Kitty!
[26-21:01] 40c, ºEnvy: I'm on cable in my dorm
[26-21:02] 40c, ºEnvy: ok ok now I'm going IC
[26-21:02] f77, ºKitty: I have aol dialup.. I say shoot me pelase... *growl*
[26-21:02] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: *walking down the street, in jeans and a shirt, her purse slung over her shoulder, sauntering down the street looking quite bored*
[26-21:07] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *stands outside of the club, drunk off her ass. If she didn't get some air, she was going to puke and pass out... and she'd at least like to have a little more of that free liquor in her before that*
[26-21:09] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: *that wouldn't be the same marley that had that racy rp in the private room would it? Oho!**comes up to the club that marley seems rather passed out in front of and raises an eyebrow**she looks up at the club, reading the name and quirking a brow*
[26-21:11] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *would be the one*
[26-21:12] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *stands against the wall, her dark hair in her face, wearing something that she would wear in the club*
[26-21:12] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : ((fuck, me I suck. lemme add on to that, hun))
[26-21:13] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *she looks from between the wild, dark strands at the girl* Haven't you ever been in before?
[26-21:14] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: *shakes her head slowly* Nope. *she looks down at the girl a soft smirk extending over her features and looking up at the thing*
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[26-21:15] 239, ºLucreccia: (you`ll be anything I want, you`ll love me more than you love yourself ... *hushes*)
[26-21:16] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: ((*jumps and hums Lucreccia**peers*))
[26-21:18] 239, ºLucreccia: (*sluffs love on Ama and remains quiet. Not gonna play in here yet tonight*)
[26-21:18] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *she's very... very drunk and it's obvious by her total inability to stand up straight, and in the blatant way that she checks the girl out* It's the only respectable club in town, plus you get free drinks for life if you fuck the lonely owner *wiggles her brows and smirks...*
[26-21:23] a5e, *Amadeus Puck: *Grins* really? That's all it takes? *she chuckles softly and folds her arms across her chest* Doesn't sound like a bad deal.. who's the owner?
[26-21:25] 40c, ºKailynn Benson : *sits at a table in her room, just looking out the window at all the people walking below. A cigarette would complete the picture, but assuming she could even hold one, there is no way that she could light it*
[26-21:26] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((*listens to Rammstein and is in Heaven*))
[26-21:28] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : I can't remember her name... I think she's Japanese or something. Just go in *pauses, taking some deep breaths* and go upstairs. She has an office
[26-21:32] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *she looks down at her and chuckles* gee from the way you were checking me out I figured you were the owner
[26-21:32] d50, *Jaylin Anderson : *he walks into the hotel, looking around. It had been a while since the last time he had been by here. He memorized the room number so that he can walk right past the girl at the front desk who gives him a kind of glare, she seemed to remember him. He gets to the door and stops, adjusting his jacket before he knocks*
[26-21:33] 40c, ºKailynn Benson : *looks over at the door as if she could see through it* It's open
[26-21:34] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Just had to decide if I wanted to take you home first. *her eyes are dark and totally full of snakey mischief*
[26-21:35] d50, *Jaylin Anderson : *he pushes open the door and walks in with a smile* Hey, it’s me.
[26-21:36] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : and what decision did you make? *she smirks, looking at the door and then looking at the drunk girl. Had never done a girl before... it was a weird idea*
[26-21:37] 40c, ºKailynn Benson : *she smiles, real and big, for the first time in weeks as she practically leaps out of the chair*
[26-21:41] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : The beer goggles are still a little fuzzy. I think I need a few more drinks to make an educated decision*
[26-21:42] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *laughs* well I'm going in for a few, if you wanna join me... if you're capeable... sure. *she laughed again and pushed open the doors, walking into the club*
[26-21:45] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *straightens her back and follows. It's quite amazing the show she can put on. Such confidence*
[26-21:45] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *walks over to a table and sits down, looking up at the show with a smirk, leaning back**that is if there is a show*
[26-21:47] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *the show would be a mass of people dancing, glowsticks, glitter, drugs. She sits as well... after hitting the bar, of course.*
[26-21:48] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *looks over at Marley, having ordered a corona and is sitting with it now, squeezing the lime through the top, watching everyone dance rather heatedly**she grins and sighs, checking out all the guys she wants to sample*
[26-21:49] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : They're all good and high *sips at her vodka martini* You should see this place on New Years
[26-21:51] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : well I just might come back on New years. Seems as if the pickins is pretty good. *she smirks, meaning the guys. She hadn't had a good lay in a good while and was rather disappointed of the last one she had. Figured the guy was so uninterested in her**she sighed deeply, taking a swig of her corona*
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[26-21:52] 239, ºLucreccia: (*lurkity*)
[26-21:52] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((*tackles Lucreccia*))
[26-21:53] aa7, *Elmster: ((**smacks some Luc ass then dips**))
[26-21:54] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Usually. *doesn't sleep with guys for recreation, so she has no advice in that direction* But watch out for her *points with the hand that's holding the drink to a stunning blonde, flirting at the bar with some guy* I hear she's got the Clap
[26-21:55] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *blinks and chuckles* what's the Clap? *was rather uneducated in alot of the STD slang or whatever, glancing back at the guy she was flirting with**shrugged slowly and takes another swig of her beer, figuring he's probably too dirty to touch if that blonde is hitting on him*
[26-21:56] 239, ºLucreccia: (*wiggles that ass, but is tackled! Rolls around with Ama and makes out. Hah!*)
[26-21:56] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((Woot! Action! *steals Luc into the bushes for sum luvin!*))
[26-21:56] aa7, *Elmster: ((**mearly sticks out his tounge with a fresh pericing in it from his lurky area**))
[26-21:58] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((yer invited :P))
[26-21:58] 239, ºLucreccia: (*snatches Elm up and threesomes wildly in the bushes*)
[26-21:58] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *just looks at her with a smirk, her predatory eyes sparkling* It's something you don't want.
[26-21:59] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : I guess not *she smirks as she sees that predatory look in her eyes* gee... if I didn't know any better I'd think you were lookin for something. *she chuckled and downed more of the corona, wanting to get thoroughly wasted tonight*
[26-22:00] aa7, *Elmster: ((Wooo**puts his new Tounge ring to some good use**))
[26-22:00] 239, ºLucreccia: (*blesses Elm and his sacred ring* Play with me, ya sexy brute. IC, that is.)
[26-22:01] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((lol Elmster reminds me of someone but I can't say who))
[26-22:01] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Everyone here is. *usually has it. She's a vampire.... just a human one*
[26-22:02] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : true. *she shrugged slowly, downing a good half of her corona and leaning back a bit, sighing*
[26-22:02] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : What are you looking for
[26-22:02] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : What are you looking for
[26-22:02] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : What are you looking for
[26-22:02] aa7, *Elmster: ((remind you of some one?....come on.. tell me)
[26-22:03] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : probaly the same thing everone else in this club is looking for *smirks and winks at her*
[26-22:03] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : (Allen be 'is name)
[26-22:03] aa7, *Elmster: **he yawns, roaming about the steets. He still wishes to find a child. Nights like this making it worse as Sacha isnt here. Probly on another mission of some sort.He sighs**
[26-22:05] aa7, *Elmster: ((Sounds very familar... I have seen it b4
[26-22:05] 239, ºLucreccia: (*will have a char in shortly for elm! takes luc away for the night*)
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[26-22:06] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Drugs, sex, and glow sticks *chuckles and sips on her drink, scanning the crowd*
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[26-22:07] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : lol drugs not so much. the other two. pretty much *finishes off her corona and orders another one*
[26-22:08] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : (*holds chest* oh, Robin...)
[26-22:09] aa7, *Elmster : **he steps into the BtD, ordering a shoot of JD, downing it quite quickly before returning his eyes to the crowd in the bar.**
[26-22:09] 239, ºMorgayne: *she sits quietly on the doorstep to her apartment building, reading by the light of the hallway within, which spills onto the dark street. She`s absorbed in her text, which is clearly an old book - a few hundred years or so. She cradles it delicately on her lap, turning the pages gently*
[26-22:10] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Well, that kid *points to a wormy little raver with green hair* has good X, ok weed. *points to a girl completely bound in vinyl, much like herself* She's the one to go to for cocaine. The smack kid isn't here tonight or the ether girl.
[26-22:10] 239, ºMorgayne: (bah. I hate always starting that the bar. Scoot back out to the streets, Elm.)
[26-22:11] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs* I'm not interested in any drugs so none of them interest me *she says, pushing the lime into a new bottle of corona*
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[26-22:12] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *not interested at drugs at a club? What is wrong with this girl?* Well, that's too bad.
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[26-22:12] aa7, *Elmster : **he pases by Morga, his eyes quickly glancing over her book. He smiles, something odd for these days. Someone reading that is. He has gown tired of it, but then again, he has read enough**What are you reading there?
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[26-22:12] aa7, *Elmster : ((**tosses steets on the location))
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[26-22:13] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs slowly* I just drink, I don't do drugs *she didn't think there was anything wrong with that. She chose her poison and would rather not mix it, didn't know what it would do to her*
[26-22:14] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *shrugs, twirling her drink* I could really care less. *smirks again, taking a drink*
[26-22:15] 239, ºMorgayne : *she glances up, eyes widening at seeing Elmster. She finds him instantly enchanting, for his nice attire and lovely looks. She glances back to her book, shrugging* It`s a Seventeenth century reproduction of a monk`s memoirs from 200 A.D., not long after Christ was crusified. *she looks back up, green eyes glimmering in the hallway light, her smile tentative*
[26-22:15] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : I gather that *she looks over the crowd, shrugging slowly and taking another swig of her corona*
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[26-22:16] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Have you chosen your prey? *looks over at the girl, raising a brow*
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[26-22:17] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : Not really. Have you? *smirks and raises a brow at her*
[26-22:17] aa7, *Elmster : Ahhh.. very nice**he sits next to her**I havent read this in ages... Quite inspiring to some.. atleast those whome can understand him**he smiles to her, the eyes drawing him in a bit**
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[26-22:18] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Yes *is smirking still, a seasoned hunter*
[26-22:19] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : and whom might that be? *she downs more of her corona*
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[26-22:20] 239, ºMorgayne : *she scoots over on the stoop to make more room for him, so they aren`t entirely plastered to each other. She pushes a dyed lock behind her behind her ear, offering the book over to him* I would kill to see the original. See his handwriting, touch the pages he touched. *she blushes, embarrassed by her overwhelming love for books, and the history they contain* And yes, he is imspiring, very much so.
[26-22:22] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *she's either dumb or playing coy.... either of which is fine with Marley. Her smirk simply widens as an answer*
[26-22:22] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : (*Checks profile*)
[26-22:23] aa7, *Elmster : **he nods, taking the book, flipping though the pages**Ahh.. the orginal.. it was... better to say**he hards the book back to her, the page she was on open to her**the writing will tell you more than this will ever...**he sighs**But.. I no longer have it. I left it behind in Atlanta....
[26-22:23] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *smirks* So why not claim it? *she finishes off her second corona, well on her way to being drunk. The faster she drank this stuff the faster she'd be drunk and that's what she wanted to be*
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[26-22:24] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Because she's not drunk enough to come home with me, yet.
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[26-22:25] aa7, *Elmster : ((Well.. there is a old name..**points to Morg**))
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[26-22:25] 239, ºMorgayne : (Ha ...)
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[26-22:27] 239, ºMorgayne : *she smiles, and closes the book, the page memorized. She shrugs* `That`s unfortunate, it really is. What a wonder it must have been to see.
[26-22:27] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : So why not make her drunker? *she smirks at her, ordering another corona*
[26-22:28] aa7, *Elmster : Ahh it was... I will return to Atlanta some time and get it for you**he smiles**ohh.. I am sorry.. Names Elmster
[26-22:28] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Because I am too drunk to bother.
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[26-22:28] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : then you obviously don't want her that badly *stifles a frown, pushing the lime into the next of the bottle, watching it fizz*
[26-22:29] 239, ºMorgayne : *she offers her hand to shake with his. If she were standing, she`d curtsey* My name is Morgayne. A pleasure to meet you, Elmster. How did you come upon a copy of such a rare book, anyway?
[26-22:30] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : I've never had to work for pussy in my life. I'm not going to start now *blunt. It can be attributed to the alcohol, but she's just as arrogant when she's not drunk* I have time to wait.
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[26-22:32] aa7, *Elmster : **he laughs**Well.. When you know as many people as I do.. TO tend to be able to pulls a couple of strings to get what to want
[26-22:32] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : Maybe I don't. There are plenty of guys in here, I could go for cock like normally instead of waiting to be drunk enough for a horny bitch *she is getting blunt herself, taking a swig of her corona*
[26-22:33] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*watches*)
[26-22:33] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *she laughs, because... well... it was funny* You could. They're easier, but not all that satisfying.
[26-22:34] 239, ºMorgayne : *she lowers her hand, since he didn`t shake it and smiles, a bit uncomfortably* It must be interesting having that kind of power.
[26-22:34] c9c, *Morguline : *standing outside of steetlight, he was a few yards from the park, huge frame held well in the fur/leather mix trench he wore .. dark, sharp orbs peered over the scene before him, trying to drown out the annoying noices of the city, focusing on other things - glancing over a shoulder, staring momentairly at the only area in town no doubt that wasn't absolutely Weaver-corrupt*..
[26-22:34] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : Speak for yourself. *she shrugged slowly, granted, she had never had a girl before*
[26-22:35] aa7, *Elmster : Sometimes. but when other people want this power.. It becomes hell just to survive.....**he looks over twards her**Are you ok?
[26-22:36] 239, ºLucreccia: *she sits in that park, long legs sprawled in front of her - she comes here often, to try and argue her way out of being in this putrid city anymore. Green eyes glare intently at the grass, and she chews a wad of gum in thought, tapping the arm of the bench intently*
[26-22:37] 239, ºMorgayne : I just couldn`t imagine it, honestly. To have such abilitiy, that obtaining something so rare and precious is nothing but a few phone calls and a few favors. It would be difficult, too. But it`s all a matter of balance, wouldn`t you say? It`s all about finding that perfect middle*
[26-22:37] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : I speak for every woman who uses men for money and women for pleasure... there is a reason, you know.
[26-22:37] 239, ºLucreccia : (*throws up that icon*)
[26-22:39] aa7, *Elmster : hmm**he leans back, smiling, just watching her as he grows silent. She is intellegent for a mortal, and possibly the answer to his quest**
[26-22:39] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs slowly* why not tell it to me. I've got all night *she takes another drink*
[26-22:39] c9c, *Morguline : *he rotates his hulking form, turning left, eyes locked forward down the street .. taking a long period for consideration, he fishes out a cigar and his lighter, turning the lengthy smoke between half-gloved fingers*..
[26-22:40] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Because men, especially when they're all messed up, just don't know what they're doing. If you're lucky, they try, but it's for their own pleasure. It all is. They're very selfish lovers.
[26-22:40] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs* So I like cock, give me a break. *she takes another drink of her corona* I've never been with a woman, so.. I wouldn't know
[26-22:41] 239, ºMorgayne : After all ... there is always responsibility with power, despite what anyone else thinks. You must also always respect your strength and rank - to abuse it, is to ask for it to be taken or threatened. It`s foolish to use such ... prowess. *she gazes off into the disance, as if speaking from experience, but that`s not the case. She`s only just seen so much of it, the rise and fall of powerful, greedy people*
[26-22:42] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : I am giving you a break. You asked and I answered *shrugs, finishing her drink, snapping at a waitress for another&
[26-22:43] 239, ºLucreccia : *her head lifts and turns, narrowing at the spot across the street where Morguline hulks, her Incarna having alerted her in her reverie, which quite often knocks her gaurd down. She whistles low, never ever having expected to find him in this kind of a place. She rises and starts for him. Why not? Might as well*
[26-22:43] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs slowly* point. *she sighed and took another drink and shrugged*
[26-22:44] c9c, *Morguline : *places the cigare between scarred lips, flipping the lighter open at his side .. he glances around, slowly, hmm - other hand raises, sparking flame to run over the end of the cigar, puffing a couple of times. the lighter is snapped shut and discarded into a coat pocket once more*..
[26-22:46] 239, ºLucreccia : I`d bet good money that cancer kills you before anything else, Morguline-rhya. *she clomps across the street, heavy boots carrying her without any intended subtety. She wonders just what his reaction might be at seeing her, with her head on her shoulders*
[26-22:46] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : I don't usually say things without them *it's true. for as rude and sometimes vulgar as her words are, she hardly says anything without a purpose*
[26-22:46] aa7, *Elmster : Aye.. but sometimes powers are needed to be used.. and when you do.. You must watch to see whome sees you using it**he leans back**You are smart.. I will give you that... especaily for now adays
[26-22:49] 239, ºMorgayne : What`s the point in wasting my mind? I have it, I should use it, and make the most of it. *she smiles again, nodding emphatically, easing back next to him* But thank you, you`re very kind to say so.
[26-22:49] c9c, *Morguline : The same could be said for you, it seems. *stands straight, head forward but his eyes are on her .. the voice only one of his caliber could carry - his hands fold behind his back, in a generally relaxed stance*..
[26-22:50] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : well I commend you then *she drank more of her corona, watching as the group heated right up, people making out, the atmosphere thick with drugs, alcohol and horny kids*
[26-22:50] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : (( we're number three on the portal, guys!))
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[26-22:50] aa7, *Elmster : I only speak the truth.. It is hard to lie about things today. **he smiles to her**
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[26-22:52] dd2, *Sacha : *having awoken and Elm gone her eyes narrow watching him and this mortal she stands atop a building right over head of them*
[26-22:53] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (yay!)
[26-22:53] 239, ºLucreccia : *she crosses her arms and shrugs, refraining from smiling a mean smile. She pretty much still dislikes him, but she`s pretty sure the feeling is mutual* I don`t smoke, so I don`t have to worry about that. What brings you to this rotten place?
[26-22:54] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : ((make that number 2 ))
[26-22:54] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Do you want to dance, or what?
[26-22:54] 239, ºMorgayne: *she blushes and bows some, her green eyes alight with mirth and kindness* Not so hard as you`d think, but I despise lies and anything dishonorable. I find myself living by a code that`s dead in today`s society. Sometimes I wonder if I wasn`t a Knight in a previous life.
[26-22:54] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *shrugs slowly* not much of a dancer
[26-22:55] c9c, *Morguline : *sucks hard off the cigar, speaking prior to exhale*.. Perhaps I have been .. tracking someone. *mouth adjusts as required, blowing scented smoke down her way - he turns, facing her*..
[26-22:56] aa7, *Elmster : Maybe... whome can tell now.. Just live as you are.. and one day you will find out*he smiles, then his eyes turn to look about the streets. His ritual on the house telling him Sacha has left and knows she is about him, somewhere**
[26-22:56] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*is here, just lurking..*)
[26-22:56] dd2, *ElizabethLeBeau : *having found a home that meets her standards she stands on the balcony to her room and looks out over the city those of her blood would feel her presance instantly and those she has known for years may feel a bit of her there watching.*
[26-22:57] 239, ºLucreccia : *brows raise, her hands sliding to tuck into her pockets, and she sidesteps the worst of the plume of smoke* How convenient you showed up. I wanted to ask if you`ve sent a member of your pack to follow me around like a Ronin looking for his Pack. He claims you sent him to "check up" on me. I wasn`t aware anyone outside my family knew I was alive.
[26-22:58] aa7, *Elmster : ((Is 1 the Silver Raven Inn?
[26-22:59] 239, ºMorgayne: I think only a hypnotist can tell me what I was in my past lives. Is there something out there or what? *she motions to the streets* You seem a little preoccupied. Should I let you go?
[26-22:59] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : Fine then *finishes her second drink in a few short swigs and stands from her chair, practically throwing her tall, lean body into the crowd*
[26-23:01] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *sighs and watches her go* whatever *she takes a swig of her drink* she wasn't interested anyway *yeah when she got drunk she could get rightfully angry*
[26-23:01] aa7, *Elmster : **he nods**No.. I will go..**he turns, smiling to her**I will keep in touch with you. I might know someone that can help you find your past**he stands, walking twards the building Sacha is at**
[26-23:01] 239, ºMorgayne: *and poof, she`s gone!*
[26-23:01] c9c, *Morguline : *shifts the cigar from one side of his jaws, to the other, eyes locked to her face as she steps aside .. he remains silent a long moment, and avoiding her question, speaks one of his own*.. Why are you standing before me..? *hands unfold, arms lowering to his sides, fingers flexing casually*..
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[26-23:02] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : ((no, The Catina)
[26-23:02] dd2, *ElizabethLeBeau : *she watches them move around as if a mother hen watching a flock she turns as a woman walks on to the balcony and bows to her she walks past the woman grabbing the drink she brought as she is her maid and moves to sit on the bed*Have the aragements I asked for been meet?*the woman nods and liz waves her off as she sips the drink her eyews never leaving the lights of the city*
[26-23:03] dd2, *Sacha : *as if a wraith she moves down the side the building holding onto the drain pipe to land in a crouch before him her eyes narrowed*
[26-23:04] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : ((Someone is using Angelina already Beth))
[26-23:04] f77, *Saven Rahyn: (*cringes at all the pink*)
[26-23:04] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *OH, she's just playing hard to get. It's better when you dangle them a little*
[26-23:04] aa7, *Elmster : **he archs a brow**So.. whats the look for?**he steps back a bit**
[26-23:05] 3a4, *Elisa Braddock: (*uses purpole.*)
[26-23:05] 239, ºLucreccia : I think I asked you a question. *she`s not intimidated in the least - not this time, not anymore. He may outrank her still, but she doesn`t answer to much of anyone but the force that brought her back to life now* As for why I`m here ... I thought I might as well get showing my face over with, rather than encounter you on one of your more angry days.
[26-23:05] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *ah well is that her game then? Cause Amadeus isn't all to certian about games**continues to drink, waving off a guy that tries to sit down at her table*
[26-23:06] dd2, *Sacha : it was a suprise to me to wake and find you gone. THen I find you with some woman*slowly stands up*
[26-23:07] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : *is all about games. She's a professional tease, after all*
[26-23:08] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *yeah she figured that, but isn't going to give into those games HA!*
[26-23:08] c9c, *Morguline : Are you done with your face then? *it could be followed with an obvious comment about taking it, but that's clearly implied in the question .. his hands ball into meaty fists, eyeing her over like a hanging piece of meat that needs tenderizing*..
[26-23:08] 40c, ºMarley Watkins : ((God, I'm totally sucking tonight, Amadeus. I'm just going to take her out because this isn't fair to you. I'm all drugged up from a migrane and just... suck. ELISA isn't doing anything though *pulls*))
[26-23:08] aa7, *Elmster : Well I left because I needed to still look around.. And her.. **he laughs**Its not what you think. She is just a mortal and doesnt mearly mean much to me as you.. though.. she is smart and could make an interesting ghoul for us**he smiles a bit**
[26-23:08] dd2, *ElizabethLeBeau : *finishing her drink she sets the glass on the table and stands*Please make a call to New orlense and inform my husband I shall be staying here a bit longer*with that she turns grabbing her coat and gracefuly exits her room*
[26-23:09] dd2, *Sacha : *tilts her head*I dont do ghouls... But what you do with your blood is your choice.
[26-23:10] aa7, *Elmster : Well.. You know I have been looking fora child.. and well. She seems like the prime chioce. Smart. Book reader. and a bit of a philosipher... Its something to think about for now
[26-23:11] dd2, *Sacha : You think, I dont take chylder
[26-23:12] aa7, *Elmster : **he leans back, arching a brow*What do you mean you dont take chylder
[26-23:12] dd2, *ElizabethLeBeau : *walks out to the street and desides to take a walk to take in the fair city*
[26-23:13] dd2, *Sacha : Just as I said, I dont make children*looks at him*You can do what you wish. It isnt my clan.
[26-23:14] 239, ºLucreccia : Oh, for Gaia`s sake. Get over yourself. Whatever that little pussy of a spy told you, is only what he told you. *she enacts Gift: Speed Beyond Thought, so that when it`s needed, she can get the hell out of his way, and damned fast* You`ve got no right over me, Morguline. You never had.
[26-23:14] c9c, *Morguline : (brb. smoke.)
[26-23:16] aa7, *Elmster : I ask you not to... Just... never mind**he shakes his head**I need to get back to the house... some sutding to do((Got to go.. my bed looks realy goo dnow))
[26-23:16] dd2, *Sacha : *nods and goes with him*
[26-23:17] c9c, *Morguline : Then tell me. Tell me the reason you walk and breathe again. *another long draw off the cigar, sending a blast of grey out into the air well above her head .. no noticeable presense of boiling Rage about him, just a murderous stare, but it wasn't far from the normal one his eyes held*..
[26-23:17] c9c, *Morguline : (aaaand now, brb.)
[26-23:17] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *isn't a professional tease. is a University student from Orange County, with few friends and is horny every night.. not much to go on*
[26-23:20] 239, ºLucreccia : Ah, well­. That`s a story, indeed. *she hovers on her tip-toes, swaying lightly, prepared to bolt. No way she`s compromising her second chance to satisfy his Get urges* I prayed, Morguline. I drifted as a ghost, like all Striders as we have no Tribal Homelands to return to until we regain Khem. I prayed, and did naught else. Not too terribly long ago, my prayers were answered, and on certain conditions, that will remain my business alone, I was granted my second chance. *she tugs her hands out of her pockets, and hooks her thumbs in the loops of her jeans* Not good enough for you, take it up with Gaia. It`s really none of your business.
[26-23:23] JOIN: Sacha has entered.
[26-23:24] c9c, *Morguline : Her business is my business. *takes two medium steps, moving to her right side, still eyeing her over questionably as he considers her words .. going silent from there*..
[26-23:25] 40c, ºEnvy: ((actually... *gets inspired by Luc* you still here, Ama dear?))
[26-23:25] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((I am))
[26-23:26] 40c, ºEnvy: ((gonna bring someone else in for you, babe))
[26-23:27] 239, ºLucreccia : *she stares up at him, green eyes clearly defiant* Not concerning this. Never concerning this. If she decides to tell you, then so be it. *she looks nearly the same - older, perhaps. As a physical reminder of her past, a large, welted scar, still pink circles her entire neck. The scars of his torture all that time ago - the two on her cheeks, one on her forehead, abodomen, elsewhere - also remain*
[26-23:28] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : ((Oooo))
[26-23:28] 40c, ºLucien : *brings himself in. He borrowed some of Garrett's clothes, leather pants that hang a little baggy from his thin hips and a fishnet shirt...stage clothes. And by borrowing, it's actually more like took without permission with every intention of returning them. He even put on eyeliner, making him even more beautiful than normal*
[26-23:29] 239, ºLucreccia : (*enjoys a secret snicker*)
[26-23:30] a5e, *Amadeus Puck : *sits back, starting to feel the alcohol burn in her system, her breathing gotten a bit heavier as her eyelids sink a bit, a smirk caressing those lips of hers as she continues to watch the throng*
[26-23:30] c9c, *Morguline : Mm. *moves again, now standing behind her, just a little closer now*.. And what if, by any means, you were to be felled again.