[25-01:58] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : *And though she follows his lead, is maintaining a respectful distance, hopefully just beyond his reach.*
[25-01:58] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: ((Apparently I can't type. Forgive))
[25-01:58] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : ((Forgiven.))
[25-01:58] eaab5, *Morguline : *waiting for her to enter first, to pass .. she feels a hand press for a second against her back, the touch combined with little Gnosis energy to instill his Grandmother's Touch Gift - a cool, healing sensation passes through her like a fresh breeze, the effect instant, nearly all the scraps, cuts, bashes and bruises are rebuilt*..
[25-01:59] 89c81, *Sampson: *his shaggy brows lift as his head swings around like a lazy bull to answer the fluffy lisping guy**his lips curl at one corner...might be an amused smile... might be a sneer...hard to tell**well...was gonna answer but the flightly thing's swivled away already....and here comes his beer... thank christ*
[25-01:59] 3a748, Sal Paradise : ((I dont forgive that easily! *doesnt!*))
[25-01:59] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((Forgiven... I'm havin issues too...stupid cold meds))
[25-02:00] b0eec, *Nicki : *the following thought passes idly through her mind- 'He'd prolly kick your ass if he knew you called him Marty McFly'... But ooh. Al Pacino. Yeah, he's cool* Umm, they prolly don't even know they have a crappy statue. It prolly came in some shitty welcome basket... *indecisive. Could still turn back! gaze lingering on that speed tho...*
[25-02:01] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *the now strawberry gloss coated tip of his tongue ran over those perfect teeth before he spoke, accented voice measured for kindness* If someone addresses you, it's polite to at least answer them.
[25-02:01] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: (( That is because you are E-ville, Matt. *chugs Nyquil*))
[25-02:02] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : *Her crackling aura fizzles, as he penetrates her ward with seeming effortlessness. An refreshing surge, from his touch, is a dandy substitute, though! Minty fresh, even. The scabs from her knuckles fairly leap from her hand, leaving behind pink, tender, new skin. And a slight healing itch.*
[25-02:03] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((Little n...little y...big fucking Q!))
[25-02:03] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : (An=a. *eyes...growing...heavy....*)
[25-02:03] 3a748, Sal Paradise : Exactly, a welcome basket... *runs a hand down his neatly unshaven face* I'm givin' it away... mother fucker can take it up with me if he kicks up a fuss... *is musing to himself here but then seems to regain his concentration on Nicki and leans forwards, extending a hand out for the speed* *opens it up and dumps a tad on the desk before zipping it up again* *reaches into his bresat pocket and produces a credit card, starts cutting up long lines of the shit, then puts it down, holding up a finger* Hold that
[25-02:04] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : Faboo....*she whispers, assessing the repair with admiration, if begrudgingly.*
[25-02:04] 3a748, Sal Paradise : thought... *slips up, cigarette dangling from his lips, opens the office door and snaps his fingers at Valerie* Yo, bitch.. um, shit i mean, baby... *tosses her the statue, hopefully she'll catch it* Find out what room Maureen Slattery is stayin' in and send this piece of crap up to her... *nods and slinks back into the office, closing the door again*
[25-02:05] 3a748, Sal Paradise : *the morphine wearing off, energy slowly churning back into his limbs! haha yay*
[25-02:05] eaab5, *Morguline : *follows behind, along side, or infront of her without a word.. and for times sake, walks her all the way back to her, just down the hall from his*..
[25-02:05] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : (*holds out her cup for some of what Willard is having...*)
[25-02:05] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He swirls his glass, watching the wine before answering, trying to formulate his thoughts coherently. Quite a task, that actually, given that he's completely bugshit. You can almost see it as he finally comes up with a satisfying quip. He peers down his perfect powdered nose* I do not need lessons in manners from you, monsieur. I'm well aware of proper ettiquette, merci.
[25-02:06] b0eec, *Nicki : *seriously, has no idea who the fuck would care if they suddenly came up missing a seventy-five cent statue... she blinks, her gaze following him as a he shouts of the basis for a sexual harrassment lawsuit...*
[25-02:07] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: As could be told from your horrid accent and mixing of French and English. *that's when he uncrossed his legs and smirked, taking on a more relaxed position* Were you born a pouf, or did it take practice?
[25-02:07] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : *Pausing wordlessly at the entrance to her suite, quirking a quick grin. Has perverse visions of a chaste, good-night kiss. To commemorate their 'second date'. But her smile drops quickly; he wouldn't find it funny. She unlocks her door with the keycard.*
[25-02:07] 3a748, Sal Paradise : *takes his seat behind the desk and starts idly rolling up a hundred dollar bill from his wallet, then hands it to Nicki, nodding to the four lines of speed he has cut up* Ladies first...
[25-02:07] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : (*singsongs* Me and my icon...)
[25-02:09] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : *How does one say "Thank you for kicking my ass?" They don't make Hallmarks for that...and so she just lifts her eyes to his, so dark and liquid and rimmed purple from exhaustion.*
[25-02:09] eaab5, *Morguline: *apporaches this door a few down from hers, grabbing the handle .. a loud snap, lock busted - it works, he opens it and steps inside, left with his thoughts...*
[25-02:10] 89c81, *Sampson: *so yeah... takes a faked swig of his beer and listens to the fags quibble.... 'cause it's pretty amusing.... better than the lame park least ways**comfortably slouched on his stool like a small mountian... boots hooked into the bottom rung of said stool... knees jammed against the bar*
[25-02:10] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: I.... uh....*He glances about, as if in search of someone. That someone having begged off of "Willard Duty" tonight, probably to go down to a club for some much deserved intoxicated blood sucking. Cleaning up after this guy and having to be nice about it would drive anyone to substance abuse. He collects himself finally, though tears do threaten. His azure eyes appear ruby limmed in the soft lift as the speaks tremuously, and still with the shitty accent* It took years of practice!
[25-02:10] 3a748, Sal Paradise : ((Dude, poof, poof! not pouf! *just has to make sure*))
[25-02:11] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((Sorry, misspelling on my part. *whimper* I'm on cold meds, lemme alone! *pout*))
[25-02:11] 3a748, Sal Paradise : ((lol sorry))
[25-02:11] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : *She watches him stalk back to his room, like a petulant next-door neighbor, as surly as an old dog. Hey...maybe he IS an old dog, hrmm? * Good night. *She says, hushed. And then enters her own room, with much less damage, softly closing the door behind her.*
[25-02:11] f9ee5, Peanut: I always thought the salng term 'pour' for someone gay was spelled pouf..
[25-02:12] f9ee5, Peanut: slang rather
[25-02:12] f9ee5, Peanut: pour? pouf.. ugh damned typoes..
[25-02:13] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: Maybe you should take up another hobby, then. *a hand was brought up to push pretty hair from his face* Certainly drop the accent.
[25-02:13] 68807, *Chaz : ((yea damn typo jix...))
[25-02:13] MSG: Maureen Slattery sent a message to Morguline.
[25-02:14] eaab5, *Morguline: *closes the door behind him, the front knob falls to the floor .. his eyes drift over the nearly empty, silent room... just like home - lets his jacket drop right there into a soaked heap, walking over to the window..*
[25-02:14] bed5d, Sal Paradise : ((no... If you're american it might be, but if you're from one of the continents that the word hails from, its poof))
[25-02:14] MSG: Morguline tried to message Maureen Slattery (not registered).
[25-02:14] eaab5, *Morguline: (::..sigh::)
[25-02:14] b618f, *Ezekiel: ((Assuming you're leaving, goodnight Maur-y.))
[25-02:15] b0eec, *Nicki : Modern chivalry... *smirks as she reaches out to take the rolled bill, noting the amount of course... how swanky. She leans forward after a brief pause. Yanno, having to kick her conscience right out the back porch... swallowing once before snorting up the first line... too late to turn back now! awww, how sad.*
[25-02:15] f9ee5, Peanut: hn.. cause I read some online fiction that some girls caliming to be from england wrote and they spelled it 'pouf' *shrugs* maybe they were lying.. who knows
[25-02:16] bed5d, Sal Paradise : *is oh so nonchalant about what is going on in someones office, so just leisurely smokes his cigarette, peering around the office* You gotta cabal?...
[25-02:16] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((Dunnae matter, right? Theatre, theater... Same diff.))
[25-02:16] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : ((Night, Zeke! I'm outta here....to the Land of Nod...))
[25-02:16] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: Drop the......*And it's a threat no more. A crimson line traces down one perfect cheek, making a track in his carefully applied powder. He sets his glass down a little too roughly, causing some wine to slosh to the bartop* My accent is authentic, sir, and I'll not have you speak to one such as myself in such a manner! *The hanky makes its second appearance of the night*
[25-02:16] bed5d, Sal Paradise : ((Oh dude i dont know, im just making shit up *shrugs* but i wouldnt trust anyone online cause people who write online fiction, like rpers are losers with no life that despite a few have the intelligence of my cock))
[25-02:17] b618f, *Ezekiel: ((Enjoy the trip.))
[25-02:17] 4e49b, Maureen Slattery : (*licks Morg's cheek and slips out*))
[25-02:17] 12d35, Pegasus: (( peeks in :o) ))
[25-02:17] eaab5, *Morguline : *lowers himself to the floor, he drapes an arm out the window .. staring off into the night, turning the events over, and over, and over again...*
[25-02:17] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: ((They have drive and clarity of vision but....))
[25-02:19] 89c81, *Sampson: (night maureen *smooch!*)
[25-02:19] bed5d, Sal Paradise : ((*lol* i have nothing against online fiction writers, i havent read any of it, i studied gay fan fiction for uni, but thats about it, im just being a terrible ass, no one take offence!))
[25-02:19] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: ((*completes the obscure quote* But they are not clever))
[25-02:20] bed5d, Sal Paradise : ((or offense! haha *has the intelligence of his cock too!*))
[25-02:20] eaab5, *Morguline : (How fun it would be, if we all just openly spoke our minds about completely stupid shit... fucking wee.)
[25-02:20] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: Oh, are you someone important? Tell me then, sir, who are you? *mock apology as he made the effort to lean foreward towards Willard in a sitting bow*
[25-02:21] bed5d, Sal Paradise : ((Morg, you're the last person that wants me to speak my mind about 'completely stupid shit' *cuts the ooc*))
[25-02:21] b0eec, *Nicki : Sorta... *straightens up, makin a little face, pausing a moment before bothering to do what little elaboration she's gonna give..* I'm sorta on the outs. I have some nasty habits, apparently...
[25-02:22] 4e49b, Peanut: (Morg has mail....)
[25-02:22] bed5d, Sal Paradise : *nods his head a few times, taking a drag of his cigarette and exhaling out his nose as he is prone to do* Same with me... I'm not even considered alive by any tradition anymore... *rolls his eyes as he lazes back*
[25-02:23] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He turns toward Sampson as if they knew each other, his tone one of arrogant amusement* He doesn't know who I am.... *He shakes his head, as if feeling sorry for the other man*
[25-02:23] 68807, *Chaz : ::she gets out her lighter and a cigg, liting the end slightly to start it. When finished she slippers her lighter away, whishing he had a cupp of coffee or a capa::....
[25-02:24] eaab5, *Morguline : (I'm sure you could ramble for hours. ::checks said mail::)
[25-02:24] 89c81, *Sampson: *dude.... he's makein' the fluffy guy cry fro peet's sake**a frown slowly tugs down his cheeks.... and he leans down to fish a ciggy from his leather.... which is still hanging and dripping on the stool beside him**least the pockets stayed dry...wasn't raining that hard**hence his ciggy lights up just fine* hmmm? *as he's obviously being drug into the line of fire...er...conversation*
[25-02:25] b0eec, *Nicki : Eh... no one sees fit to trust me... *she gives a little shrug as if it really doesn't mean anything... she lofts a brow slightly, holding out the rolled dollar bill toward him...*
[25-02:25] 68807, *Chaz : ((::made her two action post char is alive then poofs out::))
[25-02:26] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: A legend in your own mind, apparently. *he chuckled and settled back into his comfortable reclined position. Neither of these men were entertaining...therefore neither of them caught his appetite's attentions...*
[25-02:26] bed5d, Sal Paradise : *takes it from her and unceremoniously (sp? meh) hoovers up two lines before setting the bill on the table and once again leaning back into his chair* Substance abusers generally aren't... *smirks, running a hand down the side of his face idly, pupils slowly kicking to life as they expand over the green of his irises*
[25-02:27] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He gestures off-handedly toward Dusty, as if his wrist were just a little too well oiled* This gentlman here, he does not recognize me. How droll. *Willard probably doesn't really know what droll means - he just heard it used once*
[25-02:27] cc7a0, Roses : *she steps out of the cab and tugs the leash lightly*come on kalan..and do remember your manners*she gives a small smile*
[25-02:29] b0eec, *Nicki : Abuser? Me? Naaaah... *snickers, scooting over so that she's actually sitting in the chair, feet tucked all underneath her.. feeling that heavy blanket of weariness start to dissolve away...*
[25-02:30] 23560, *Kalan : *gets out of the cab behind her, choking abit as she tugs on the leash, hand holding onto the collar, trying to loosen it* why are we here again? *he is painted up like a doll tonight, his face having the usual makeup added to it, a tight fishnet shirt hugging his chest, nipple piercings , scars, and a large tattoo easily seen through the fabric. a stylish shiney leather trench on as well, along with a pair of heavy gestapo syle boots, and a pair of black leather pants*
[25-02:30] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *strong, nicely formed fingers tapped on the bartop, a guitar beat from a song he'd heard today* And if you spoke at least your position, I might be inclined to give you something akin to respect.
[25-02:31] bed5d, Sal Paradise : Yeah... not at all... *smirks, running his tongue along his lips before he takes a drag of his cigarette* It was different back in the day, there was no such thing as substance abuse... but then... *rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair* everyone got sticks up their ass... *points a finger at her* Even your precious Cult...
[25-02:32] cc7a0, Roses : because..i want a fewdrinks..and to find a few things out*she smiles up at him..wearing this evening a scarlet silk slip dress that falls to the floor..even in her high heeled sandles she stands barely 5'4*besides...don't you like going out*brow arched*or should ihave left you to play with christos again?
[25-02:33] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He looks at Oblivion, clearly confused by the comment. A mouthful of wine sits in his mouth, ready to be spit out. He thinks he's so damned sneaky the way he does that. Like a 3 year old hiding something*
[25-02:33] bed5d, Sal Paradise : *because despite what Martin might have told her, he is indeed not a Cultist, was once... but hasnt been for twenty yearsish*
[25-02:33] b0eec, *Nicki : *she rolls her eyes, leaning forward far enough to batt away said pointing finger..* Please... I am this close *indicates with her fingers! 'bout an in inch of space there* to not giving a shit anymore. "Yeah Nik, you don't need to know... it doesn't conceeeern you"...
[25-02:34] 23560, *Kalan : *he sighs heavily and nods abit, hands shoved into his coat pockets* i do enjoy going out, roses,,, its just... meh, i've had bad expieriences here *he looks up at the building, then back at her, running a hand through his dreadlocks* we goin in?
[25-02:34] 89c81, *Sampson: *he grunts out a cloud of smoke...sounds affirmative...but isn't really a word per say**dosn't know who the guy is either.... go figure*
[25-02:34] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *honestly wonders what would happen if that brat were to swallow that wine... So he slid from his seat like a cat, slinking over to Willard and reaching out to put a hand over his mouth, grinning* Swallow it.
[25-02:35] cc7a0, Roses : yes of course we are going in*she tugs the leash again and heads for the lobby..smiling as the man opens the door..nodding*
[25-02:38] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *His eyes bulge slightly, and he pushes ath Dust with delicate hands attempting to extricate himself from the situation. If he could, he'd probably turn red. But you know, being dead and all he doesn't blush or go red in the face... Even his dainty feet kick a the bar stool and he slips to his feet*
[25-02:38] 378cb, Sal Paradise : *nods somewhat sympathetically, letting her swat him and all* I understand dude... *cocks a brow, sharply exhaling out his nose* that why you been hanging with Martin?...
[25-02:39] 23560, *Kalan : *he keeps up with her, hand wrapping around his collar again as he is pulled around by it, frowning deeply as he looks to the doorman, offering an almost reluctant nod* thanks....
[25-02:39] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: Swallow it, pansy. *is a nice 5'11", lithe and with a long torso. And even after Willard was on his feet, he moved towards him, not even caring if he backs the man into a corner*
[25-02:40] b0eec, *Nicki : Not really... *wishes idly that she had gum... might. But is sitting on her only pocket...* Well, at least I don't think so. He's been plenty nice to me, helped me get a job and all... it was weird that he just wanted conversation in return. I think he's a little disturbed or something. *lifts a hand to sweep her fingers through her now dry, slightly wavy hair..* Guess I like him cause he doesn't treat me like I'm retarded all the time.
[25-02:41] cc7a0, Roses : *she smiles hearing kalan say thank you..she walks into the bar holding the leash lightly..half smiling as she's in a rather good mood..she glances around and gives roger a little wave*roger..it's been far too long
[25-02:41] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((Last image change of the night, promise))
[25-02:42] 23560, *Kalan: *he follows her through the lobby and into the bar, hand still clutching the collar he sneers some as they stop, arms crossing over each other, a red tint to his cheeks, hald humiliated to appear back in the amarantus with a collar around his neck*
[25-02:43] cc7a0, Roses: *she sits up on a barstool smiling*perrier please..kalan what do you want*she slips the end of the leash beneath her thigh and crosses her legs..gesturing*sit
[25-02:43] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He shakes his head petulantly - he could hold his breath all night if he had to. But he lacks the strength of will or the confidence to just relax. So instead he flaps his hands around ineffctually and tries to break out of Dusty's grasp. Oblivion gets smacked in the face a few times with a perfumed lace handkerchief*
[25-02:44] 23560, *Kalan: *he slips onto a barstool next to her, hands resting on the counter, eyes moving to roger he nods abit* scotch, on the rocks... rog... *his eyes trailing over to willard and oblivion, a brow raised before he looks back to roses*
[25-02:45] eb2c0, Sal Paradise : *grins grimly!* That's good... *tilts his head to the side, bobbing his leg up and down* What job huh?...
[25-02:45] 89c81, *Sampson: *he heaves out another cloud of smoke that sounds almost like a sigh and relieves the stool he's sitting on of its burden**can't have the poor guy going all pansy postal and blowin' the masqurade for sure...malks are touchy enough as it is**yeah knows who's dead and who's not...has aura perception yo**you almost have to in his postion... yep* hey... c'mon dude *his deep barritone voice carries easily ahead of his slow moving frame* let up huh? *speaking to Dusty as if Willard weren't even there*
[25-02:46] cc7a0, Roses: *she favors kalan with a smile and pulls a silver cigarette case from her small purse..offering him one first*listen..kalan. we have a few things to do tonight..i'm going to see if the owners husband is here..*her lips purse slightly*i need to see him
[25-02:47] b0eec, *Nicki : Eh, a pretty small part in this play, India Song. It's not like.. absolutely kickass or anything, but I can't complain since I wasn't makin any money before... *gives a shrug as she shifts her legs out from under herself, propping her feet up on the edge of the desk*
[25-02:47] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *every time that lace thing hit his face he'd flinch a little. But when Sampson spoke, he looked over at him, dark eyes dancing in malicious laughter for a moment before being nice enough to release Willard*
[25-02:48] 23560, *Kalan: *he takes a cigg from her, nodding abit as he places it between his lips, a brow raised as he leans against the bar* so,.....Am i just to tag along then? *he loosens his collar abit, turning back to the bar to take his drink from roger, offering the man a small smile before looking back to roses, hand already gone into his trenchcoat pocket, he taking out a silver zippo, flicking it open he lights the cigg, inhaling deeply. Face outlined by a cherry red light for a moment*
[25-02:49] cc7a0, Roses: *she plucks one for herself and sips her water...holding her smoke up..expectant look on her face..indicating he should light her smoke*no you will stay here.roger will watch you
[25-02:51] 23560, *Kalan: *he exhales a puff of smoke away from her, so it doesn''t go in her face, holding up the light lighter he lights her cigg, flipping the thing shut and pocketing it quickly, eyes set on her, then they move to roger* so i'm stuck in here?,,,, awww c'mon, why can't i tag along?
[25-02:52] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *As soon as Oblivion lets go he sprays wine everywhere in a garnet fan. Down Sampson, down Oblivion and most horribly, down himself. Wine and silk do not make good bed fellows. His voice is high and squeak and - just for a few moments at least - the accent disappears *You swine! You filthy monkey' elbow! *With that he flutters off the the Men's Room. That's right Men's Room!*
[25-02:53] cc7a0, Roses: *she glances up at the others in the bar..blowing a small smoke ring then her gaze moves back to kalan*because..i have doubts as to whether or not you and the irish man would get along*to say the least..she chuckles*he would rip your head off
[25-02:55] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *his head tilted down a little as the spray of wine hit his face, dripped from his chin* He spit on me. And he calls me swine? *after uttering a soft growl, he moved to the bar and waved Roger down, recieving a towel without even asking*
[25-02:56] 23560, *Kalan: well, whatever *he sorta disregards what she said about ian biting his head off, he crossing his legs a moment, plucking the cigg from his mouth to take a sip of scotch, smiling at the taste of the liquic, eyes moving over to her again* roses, are you using colonge on me when i'm not looking,... i think i'm starting to smell like roses... *said in almost questioning tone, his brow raised... again*
[25-02:57] 89c81, *Sampson: *trys not to laugh out loud... manages too.... by wiping wine from his cheeks with the flat of one hand....monkey's elbow?!?* yeah well... some guys ain't all there ya know... just gotta slide with it *his hand comes down in a smoothing out gesture as he too reclaims his stool... obviously talking to Dusty... or himself if Dusty's not listening*
[25-02:57] cc7a0, Roses: it is quite possible*she leans close to him and sniffs*a bit..perhaps you should sleep in your own bed..*half chuckling*the last i had..by the time we parted smelled quite like me as well
[25-02:57] 9bb4a, *Moira : *having lured a rather unsuspecting business man into the men's room and making quick work of his live status, she now stands in front of the sink, doing her best to clean the blood from her mouth, face, cleavage. Again, wearing little more than a chemise and hooker boots, up on her tiptoes as she runs the wet towel along her pale skin, checking in the mirror for missed spots*
[25-02:57] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *He flings the door open, nearly bashing himself in the face. His voice is strained, false accent all but disappeared as he mutters to himself* That lily-livered, caramel kidneyed, custard-colored cad! My blouse is all but ruined. How will Louie ever get this stain out?
[25-02:58] cc7a0, Roses: *she glances up at dust..clucking her tongue a bit before she looks back at kalan*
[25-02:58] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *He looks up just in time to avoid careening into Moira in his mad rush to a sink*
[25-03:00] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: Certainly that man isn't playing with a full deck. *since the towel obviously wasn't soaked, he tossed it to Sampson, just in case the man wanted to use it. At the noise though, he turned slightly and raised an eyebrow at Roses, making it no secret that he openly checks her out*
[25-03:00] 23560, *Kalan: meh, that ruins any chance of me being intimidating, i mean, a few months ago *he looks away, almost dreamily* i could cause so much fear... now, i look like i'm owned *he fails to mention the fact he IS owned... but never the less he says it, shooting oblivion a rather dark glare as he checks roses out*
[25-03:01] 9bb4a, *Moira : *oh great, a witness, that is the last thing she needs. At least the door to the stall where her dissected friend lays is closed. Can't cover the smell of when his bowels released. Then again, it IS a bathroom. She looks over at Willard, looking him up and down before snorting and looking back to the mirror*
[25-03:01] cc7a0, Roses: *by now she's twiddling her cigarette in her fingers..black eyes slightly unfocused...because the one she seeks is not here..that much she knows by now..muttering she takes another sip of perrier and smiles at kalan*well kalan..you do have a leash on..i believe as i have pointed out many times...you are owned
[25-03:03] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *and in pure, unbridled mockery he blew a kiss at Kalan, just to spite the leashed man. He was good at that* ((*smooches Moira*))
[25-03:03] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *The irony here is, that as crackers as Willard may be he isn't a Malkavian. He was perfectly normal before the embrace, if it it was done for such a shallow reason as his good hair. No, he just didn't handle the Embrace well and went a bit over the edge in trying to adjust... He offers Moira a weak smile as he dispenses as much brown paper-towl as he can from the wall mounted paper towel dispense. His voice is nervous* Some people just do not appreciate how difficult it is to properly care for fine-
[25-03:03] 89c81, *Sampson: *catches the towel in one big hand... making a quick swipe or two to his hands and face....good enough...isn't a neat freak**wads it up on the bar* no reason to make 'em short circut though ya know? *said freindly enough...but yeah... is a mild rebuke**to the back of the man's head...as he's blowin kisses to the gimp on a leash*
[25-03:04] 9bb4a, *Moira : ((*has zero idea who Oblivion is! but does like the smooches!*))
[25-03:04] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : silk! *He takes his little load to the sink and wets it down when the slaughter-house stink of blood and shit hits him. He frowns delicately*
[25-03:04] 23560, *Kalan: mmmm *he places his cigg back between his lips and inhales deeply, looking over to roses* perhaps, but that doesn't mean i have to admit to it... *he catches the kiss and surprisingly, he licks his lips at oblivion, tossing him a wink before looking back at roses, trying to mindfuck oblivion*
[25-03:05] 89c81, *Sampson: *was just making the logical... assumption... on the clan... who wouldn't?*
[25-03:05] MSG: Oblivion Dust sent a message to Moira.
[25-03:05] cc7a0, Roses: *ignoring the boys for a moment she waves roger over and gestures him close..murmuring in his ear for a moment before she leans back..he gives her a baleful look then trudges to the house phone..she chuckles at kalan*yes i know...i think i've been far too easy on you..perhaps another beating*musing now*a bit of bloodletting..would put it more firmly into your mind
[25-03:07] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *he just gave Sampson a grin over his shoulder before turning his attention to Kalan again, chewing on a lip before deciding that he liked that one. Pity he was owned. He'd make a good meal*
[25-03:08] 9bb4a, *Moira : *and this moron is speaking to her why? She just frowns, moving her wet towel up to get a bit of blood from behind her ear* Perhaps you should just go naked then. No? Then you do not worry about caring for clothes. *seems like a good solution to her...one who is almost as off her rocker as him*
[25-03:09] 23560, *Kalan: *turns away from dust with a grin on his face, eyes focused back on roses, his tone lowering* no a beating isn't neccecary, i'll just not bring up the subject again.... *he sighs and inhales on the cigg, plucking it from his mouth a moment smoke shoots from his nose he flicking ash off into the ashtray on the bar, picking up his scotch he sips it a moment*
[25-03:11] cc7a0, Roses: *she frowns a little at him first..then her gaze turns to dust..she gives him a long once over then draws on her cigarette*you will..get it through your head boy..it is your choice as to whether it is easy or hard..*lips pursed again she butts out her smoke and is handed the house phone..speaking softly into it*yes..it is*a pause*thank you i thought not*she hands it back to roger and frowns*the night is wasted..he's not here
[25-03:11] 89c81, *Sampson: (brb)
[25-03:11] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *He looks at her aghast at the notion and the expression deepens as he gets a good look at her, blood soaked and barely dressed such as she is.* I....... I suppose that is one solution...*at a loss, obviously*
[25-03:13] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *would inquire about Kalan's cost for one night, but that would be unstylish. Though he could go search out that pansy... But the last thing he needed was a little puppydog like that*
[25-03:14] 9bb4a, *Moira : *she just shrugs, tossing another bloodied wet towel into the ever growing heap spilling out of the trash receptcle* You should learn to calm down. You will make your eyeballs pop from your head. *she smirks at him cause that would be a sight to see. She wonders if she could squeeze out all that good eyejelly with the sharp heel of her boot once they did go flying out*
[25-03:14] 23560, *Kalan: *he is quiet a moment, not really knowing how to respond to her.... he places the cigg back into his mouth and inhales on it then, after a moment he looks up at roses* well, at least we have drinks...and the wonderful company of roger *smiles at the man*
[25-03:15] cc7a0, Roses: yes..*lips still pursed*damn it..and there is not time to take you back to the temple so i can go to the other house*tapping her nails on the bar she slips off the barstool and hands kalan the end of the leash*you will sit here..i am going to the restroom..*she picks up her purse..having decided to regloss her lips..and powder her nose*i'll return in a moment
[25-03:16] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *His fake accent sounds so, well, fake next her Moira's smooth Italian one. Gotten honestly, even unlike most things she has. He clears his throat, dabbing at the stain down his front* Well, I do have an image to consider, you know. Fans and all... .*He says this as if it were off hand.*
[25-03:17] 23560, *Kalan: *takes his leash and smiles* i'm my own master... for as long as it takes ya ta get back *chuckles some and pucks the cigg from his mouth.... picking up his scotch he downs the rest of it before handing the emptry glass to rog* a refill rog, if you would
[25-03:17] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: *he waited until he could catch Kalan's eyes again, just to blow a goodbye kiss before he slipped from the building to return to his flat*
[25-03:18] 9bb4a, *Moira : *he has fans?! Now that makes her burst into laughter. Its hard to imagine someone so delicate being able to handle the rigors of fame* Oh I see, are you on that American show? With the five men who make over other men? *figures him for one of the Fab Five since he does have that whiny Carson-like quality*
[25-03:18] cc7a0, Roses : yes..*she taps her way into the ladies room..standing in the ladies she plucks a few curls..then taking her favorite lip gloss from her purse she applies it carefully to her wide lovely mouth..then she adjusts the top of her dress and turns to leave*
[25-03:20] 23560, *Kalan: *takes his drink from roger and sets it aside for now, laying his head down onto the bar he lets out a yawn,, frowning abit as he waits for her to return, just now, wondering why he got a kiss blown tword him, after all, he doesn't consider himself anything special*
[25-03:21] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((I must depart to my bed... Cold meds are kicking my ass.))
[25-03:22] 89c81, *Sampson: (night Oblivion.... *waves*)
[25-03:22] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *He looks at her, perfect eyebrows raised at both her increduality and the mention of one of his most favorite shows* Why, no, and I'm quite surprised you don't recognize me, actually..... *He half smiles, uncertain but he offeres his hand anyway* I am the Vampre Lestat. Of course.... *He drops the paper towels, now with a bit water stain down his shirt and make-up streaked with tear tracks. Still, he's got damn good hair: Golden, lush and thick. The envy of any woman.*
[25-03:22] cc7a0, Roses : ((nini dust*smacks bum*))
[25-03:23] cc7a0, Roses : *heading out the the bathroom thus refreshed she heads back into the bar..hand on her hip..looking quite cute tonight..if she must say so herself*
[25-03:24] 1d758, Oblivion Dust: ((*hugs to everyone, is friendly like that* Sweet dreams, everyone. *slinks off to bed*))
[25-03:24] 9bb4a, *Moira : *except this woman who harbors a secret hatred for all things male aside from her dearly departed brother. She tilts her head, looking at him quizzically. She has quite literally been living in a cave until just two years ago* Should I be familiar with that name? Do you work for Signore Moore? *if that is the case, she is surprised she hasn't met him. I mean, who else goes around telling people he is a vampire unless he knows the listener is one themselves?*
[25-03:24] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : ((bit should be big - and good night Dusty))
[25-03:25] 9bb4a, *Moira : ((Night Obi D. *hugs*))
[25-03:27] 20e83, Willard Hayslip : *She leaves him hanging out in space... the hand is slowly retracted, and he looks vaguely hurt. Solution: Put on airs* No, and in fact I wish Mr.Moore would stop calling me. The phone... constantly ringing. He really should get out more. *With that he fairly bounces out of the bathroom, moving far too gracefully to be strictly heterosexual*
[25-03:28] cc7a0, Roses: *moving back to the bar she sits..smiling at kalan*oh..i see the boy you were flirting with has gone..are you disappointed
[25-03:29] 23560, *Kalan: *his attention falls on roses once more, offering her a smile he offers her the leash back......his face turning a bright red as he looks to roses* i was not flirting with him, i was messing with his mind *looks away a moment* geeze.....
[25-03:30] cc7a0, Roses: *she shakes her head*well he was flirting with you*she takes it and sits back down*
[25-03:31] 89c81, *Sampson: *reclaimed the smoke he'd left in the ashtray when he got up earlier... he puffs away like a sleepy dragon... one elbow on the bar...free hand curled around his bottle of beer**looks like he's thinking hard... or hardly thinking... either's possible**is just taking up space for the most part...and minding his own bee's wax.... yep*
[25-03:32] 9bb4a, *Moira : *she leans her hip against the sink, watching him, smirking as he bounces out of the bathroom. Needless to say, she is interested since Trent doesn't seem the type to obsessively call anyone. He is an asshole like that. She pushes off from the sink, passing off the blood splatters on her clothes as a new fabric trend if anyone gets suspicious. Or maybe she will tell the truth, she hasn't decided yet. She follows after Willy, slinking, almost stalking him if you will as he heads back to..where ever*
[25-03:33] 23560, *Kalan: *he puts the cigg down in the ashtray, letting it smoulder there as he sips his scotch, both hands wrapping around the glass, he looking up at her* so....
[25-03:34] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He practically floats to his seat - where he left his coat - and sits down. He turns to Sampson again, not realizing he has company* Fans....I'm always running into them. That fellow before? I'm sure he was only upset that I'd refused an autograph. Poor sot....*he sighs to himself, smiling stupidly
[25-03:34] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *
[25-03:35] cc7a0, Roses: *she gets a very wicked gleam in her eyes as she looks at him..she leans close to him and starts to whisper*i want you..to go over to those men..and explain to them that you are owned by me..and hot much you enjoy it....and ifyou don't mean it..i'll beat you until your skin cracks*she kisses his cheek and leans back*go ahead
[25-03:35] 89c81, *Sampson: obviously *said with a tolarant smile that barely turns up his lips... before the butt's tucked between them again and the sound of a forced inhale crackling tobacco to ash replaces his deep monosylabic voice*
[25-03:36] 9bb4a, *Moira : *she comes up behind Willy, having no concept of personal space. She drapes her arms around him, sliding down the front of his chest, pressing herself against his back* With the fans again no? Where is your bodyguard to protect you from the more crazy ones? *could mean herself, could mean anyone else. Who knows with her*
[25-03:38] 23560, *Kalan: *he gets an almost amazed look on his face, slowly standing he frowns twords her, noticing moria near the men his face goes pale, knowing about her from when he payed attention to the polotics around the hotel... swallowing hard he timidly moves off tword sampson, composing himself before stopping right next to the two men, and moira* excuse me, gentlemen.....
[25-03:39] cc7a0, Roses: *she turns to watch..half smiling..lighting another dunhill..eyes glittering wickedly*
[25-03:39] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: Oh...uh....*Being a priss & a prude at heart he does have a bit of a personal bubble. But he is Lestat the hedonist. The Sybarite. He forces himself to relax. Poorly, but it'll do* Louis had some assignments to take care of tonight. Very important, very important indeed. Certainly I can manage a few love starved fans, can I not? *He leans back a bit stiffly, as if to try to look Moira in the face, but then rethinks this when his cheek brushes her's*
[25-03:44] 9bb4a, *Moira : *well considering she reeks of blood, some of the wet spots on her dress pressing into his back, into his precious silk shirt, surely seeping into it* Do you really think you can signore? I am not sure you can handle all your...fans. *not for one second believing he has any. She takes him for some insane Malk, like most. But then again, takes crazy to know crazy. And he might be fun to torment for a while until she grows bored. She looks over at Kalan when he approaches, giving him a smile, her teeth -
[25-03:44] 9bb4a, *Moira: still harbouring traces of pink from her feeding in the men's room*
[25-03:45] cc7a0, Roses: (brb ciggy time)
[25-03:46] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He just sits there stiffly, trying to come up with a response to Moira when Kalan enters the picture. Maybe Sampson will save his ass again. Maybe not*
[25-03:47] 23560, *Kalan: *he seems increadably nervous around moira, with good reason, her reputation preceeds her, swallowing a moment he speaks directly twords the two men, willard and sampson* i would like to inform you two that I, am owned and the bitch of that woman over there *nods to roses, face turning a bright red* and i....i really do enjoy it.....
[25-03:48] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she just laughs at poor Kalan, having several pets of her own. She looks over to Roses, giving her a smile* You should ride him around the bar like a pony, so that your feet never touch the earth. *that is one of her personal faves with her toys, aside from burning her name into their flesh*
[25-03:50] 89c81, *Sampson: *is more interested in checking out moira's fine fine ass....covertly of course.... than saving poor Willy's**crushing out his ciggy without looking in the crystal try that are always so handy in nice joints like this*
[25-03:50] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *Even with Moira draped around his shoulders and sitting upright and stiff as a board he's able to look confused* Well....then. Good for you. *He attempts a smile, but it looks more like a grimace. And of course Moira's comment is so..... Ugh*
[25-03:52] 23560, *Kalan: *he turns away from the group and returns back to roses quickly, his face a bright red, sitting down next to her he buries his face in his hands groaning* there was no point in that.....
[25-03:52] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she flicks her finger against Willy's nipple over his shirt* You should know that this man is a celebrity. He is -famouso-. You should get on your knees and bow to him. *speaking to Kalan but looking at Roses. Since she does own him, its up to her if he bows to Willy*
[25-03:53] cc7a0, Roses: *she chuckles and raises her water to toast moira..she gestures*i believe the young lady was speaking to you kalan...*eyes on moira*
[25-03:55] 23560, *Kalan: *he stands once more, looking over to moira he gives her an almost expressionless look, then frowns deeply, moving over twords the group again, he reluctantly drops to his knees , bowing to willy, his dreads hiding his face for a moment, teeth grinding against each other, face red half from humilation, half from anger*
[25-03:56] 9bb4a, *Moira: *hmmm, Roses is pretty nice looking and she has yet to cross the colour barrier as it were. Granted Jess and Penelope are both rather exotic but both of them have been strangely absent from her bed lately. She smirks at Kalan* You should say his name when you do that. *she looks back to Willy* What were you called again? Lestat?
[25-03:56] cc7a0, Roses: *she smiles..her night looking up finally..she crosses her legs and turns to watch moira..highly amused now*
[25-03:57] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He forces himself to try to relax in Moira's arms. She did after all, acknowledge his celebrity* Yes, bow to me.... That is correct madamoiselle. I am he. *He does finally get a genuine smile. It fairly glows in the soft light of the bar*
[25-03:59] 23560, *Kalan: *he leans back abit, halfway stood up he bites his lip a moment before taking a deep breath, bowing down to willy again* lestat..... *said in an angry, indignant tone, though he does say it*
[25-04:00] cc7a0, Roses: *her deep raspy voice is stern when she speaks*kalan..do not speak so roughly..*frowning at him*
[25-04:00] 9bb4a, *Moira: *how can you not love this crazy bitch? Getting someone to bow down before him. She looks back to Roses, running her tongue over her lips, her attention drawn away from Kalan, Willy, and Sampson for now. She flicks Willy's nipple before sliding her hand lower down his torso. Hearing Kalan's tone, she frowns* You are ill trained. You need to be whipped. I did not believe for a moment that you respected such a god as is the one called Lestat!
[25-04:01] 89c81, *Sampson: *as it's like five in the morning... and his player's kinda sleepy.... Sam just hunkers down with his beer... acting like he's not watching the little scene a few stools down.... or the mirror behind the bar.... silent as the grave is the big guy*
[25-04:02] 9bb4a, *Moira: ((*smooches Sammy* Aww, go to bed baby if you are sweepy))
[25-04:03] cc7a0, Roses: *she swings a leg..sending her flesh to jigging prettily under the thin silky dress..under which she's obviously naked..lips pursed..god..the boy doesn't look like a god of any sort..eyes sliding over lestat..and such a name..not quite right for one who is divine..but..these modern times what can you do*
[25-04:03] 23560, *kalan: *he looks up at her, frowning deeply* to be honest, Moira.... I don't respect this man in the least.... *though he does bow again, and repeats the name lestat....... fuming inside, almost ready to explode... had he the power and status he had as a mortal he wouldn't be doing this now, but hes roses' ghoul, and has lost all his power and status*
[25-04:04] 89c81, *Sampson: (not sleepy enough to actually sleep yet... *shrugs* will go when I can *nods**works midnights**body clock's off on nights off*)
[25-04:05] 9bb4a, *Moira: *oh that just makes her so mad, when he speaks her name. Withdrawing her arms from around Willy, narrowing her eyes on him* I do not recall giving you permission to speak my name. Neither did your mistress. *looks like she might rip him a few new holes for Christos to have fun with right in the middle of this bar*
[25-04:05] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *The look of utter horror that clouds his features it total and complete. His trilling voice sounds as angry as it can, being a complete toff* You! How dare you!? *He leans forward, fists balling up* I should smack you, you impudent fool!
[25-04:06] cc7a0, Roses: *she rises as well..seeing the look in moira's eyes she walks over and leans close to poor willy..emanating some serious dread..her voice low and calm*you will not..touch him boy*her tone one that will not take argument*
[25-04:07] 9bb4a, *Moira: *well Roses better step in or Kalan is going to get an ass kicking by the poofter and the crazy wop*
[25-04:08] ba4d3, Peanut: ass kicking! *cheers from um...really bad seats*
[25-04:08] 9bb4a, *Moira: *didn't get told no! Woo! She looks over to Roses, mustering a polite if not tight smile, her undereye twitching slightly* Do you mind if I show your pet some respect Miss?
[25-04:08] 23560, *kalan: *is fully ready to go apeshit, hell he would enjoy a good fight, pondering if he should reach for his switchblade, he stands and backs away some, frowning deeply, though he rather enjoys the fact moira has a trigger*
[25-04:09] 23560, *kalan: ((gahd, laggy mac))
[25-04:10] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *At Roses' husky tones in his ear, he starts. The anger going slightly limp, deflated but he covers up well. So he thinks. Really he's about as subtle as a flasher* Uh.. Well, Miss... Your pet? He is quite rude. Sincerely! *He nods along with Moira. If only Louis were her!*
[25-04:11] 9bb4a, *Moira: *well what is a trigger tonight, might not be tomorrow. She doesn't have a set 'mood' as such. Just whatever strikes her at the moment*
[25-04:11] cc7a0, Roses: *with one hand she grabs kalan's leash and yanks hard enough to pull him off balance..she holds a finger up to moira..the international sign for just a minute..eyes still on the boy willy..she whispers in his ear*i would advise..silence boy*her breath is cold and minty..she turns then to moira and gives a small smile*he is not yet well trained..
[25-04:11] 89c81, *Sampson: (*on second thought.... is*)*sam lumbers on out since his player's all uncreative all of a sudden**at a loss for words and gone*
[25-04:12] 23560, *Kalan: *he falls over some, stumles, catching himself a moment, he looks to roses, then back at the angry duo..... nodding abit with her advise, after all.... he doesn't want moria near him in any manner....*
[25-04:13] 23560, *Kalan: ((stumbles rather))
[25-04:13] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she goes back to being Willy's personal wrap though she hardly provides him with any warmth* Might I suggest a nice caning Miss? How dare he treat such a celebrity with contempt. Does he treat you that way? *yup, still playing along with Willy's delusions. Its amusing for the time being*
[25-04:15] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He's completely mystified by Roses' reactions.* Pardon? What ever is the problem? *His fake accent coming on strong now. But he defers to Moira, seeing her as his personal attendent for the evening. His sire seems to have disowned him entirely. Also known as "The One Who Made Me"*
[25-04:17] cc7a0, Roses: *she rolls her eyes at willy and smiles at moira..tugging kalan's leash..she leans close tothe girl and murmurs*caning..it has been quite awhile since i've done somthing like that..i may need some assistance..if you are willing to leave your*she pauses*little friend*nodding to willard*
[25-04:18] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she gives Willy a kiss on his cheek* I am sorry but I cannot tolerate your attentions being taken away from me by your fans! I will have none of it Lestat. *she waves her hands all wild like, as if she was really upset. She is honestly just waiting for his reaction, wanting to go with Roses*
[25-04:19] 23560, *Kalan: *he tenses up considerably, oh hell no, she did not invite moira to do something like that, he backing away from roses, as much as his leash will allow, he apparantly quite afraid of moira, it shows... regardless of his feeble attempts to hide it*
[25-04:20] cc7a0, Roses: *she wraps the leash around her fist and turns her head..eyes narrowed she hisses*kalan..think about what you are doing very carefully..or you will be given to christos for the night
[25-04:21] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He pats her... Well not hands because they are flapping about, but something. That isn't flapping.* Tish tosh, my dear, you must learn to share. But I am afraid it is time for me to return home. It is likely that Louis awaits me and he is ever so neeful and impatient... *His smile is totally vapid and glowing in delight. Poor guy is barely functional. They have to cork the forks and pug guards on all the plugs in his haven. Burnt vampire lingers for days, you know*
[25-04:21] 23560, *Kalan: *he looks from roses, to moira then back, swallowing a moment he stops his recoiling, shoving his hands into his pockets, searching for his marblos, needing a smoke quite badly now*
[25-04:22] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: ((Player is all type-o-y which indicates bed time))
[25-04:23] cc7a0, Roses: ((*smacks bum*bed tiiiimmmmmeeeee*sings*))
[25-04:23] 9bb4a, *Moira: *wonders if sometimes 'Louis' has to break out the genital cuff? She puts a hand to her forehead, dramatic like before letting it drop. Her fun over for the evening as Willy departs, she turns her attentions to Roses and Kalan. She moves to them, blowing one last kiss to Willy before coming to Roses side, touching her hip against the other woman's*
[25-04:24] 20e83, Willard Hayslip: *He delicately slips into his tweed pea coat and flounces out of the lounge leaving behind a cloud of perfume and powder, the signature of every fancy lad everywhere*
[25-04:25] cc7a0, Roses: *smiling down at moira she runs a fingertip across the girls collarbone..smiling*i see..we have similar tastes..but*tapping her bottom lip*he is a little fragile*meaning kalan*there will be no dismemberment..or disembowling
[25-04:27] 23560, *Kalan: *shudders as he hears all the talk of things like that, hoping that she makes sure moira doesn't do anything with his piercings, he meaning to get rid of them lately, as they are used against him in so many ways*
[25-04:28] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she frowns and then pouts, disappointed in the terms and conditions. She just sighs, looking Kalan up and down. She leans over to whisper in Roses' ear, her breath cold and rather nasty since she didn't have time to pop gum after killing that poor bastard in the bathroom. She whispers softly* You sure put your name to him...with a sautering iron.
[25-04:29] cc7a0, Roses: *she chuckles and kisses moira's cheek..her own breath not real warm..lips cool*you should see his back..he is well marked..oh..one last thing..don't rip out his jewelry..i'm rather fond of it*wicked little smile on her lips..what's this..2 people in her bed in one century..scandelous baby*
[25-04:29] 9bb4a, *Moira: ((sure-should. And the typos start))
[25-04:30] 23560, *Kalan: *already has a large brand of a rose trailing down from the top of his back to the small of it, though he looks quite scared, of both of them at this point, silently thanking roses, if shes listening to his thoughts*
[25-04:33] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she moves, her hand running over Roses' skin, moving behind her. She slips an arm around her waist, again, no concept of personal space. Easily looking over her shoulder at Kalan* Do not tell me we are also going by the rule of thumb for his caning?
[25-04:34] cc7a0, Roses: *she smiles..*leaning her head back against moira's chest as she's much shorter than the other woman*no..for mine..*she lets go of the leash and gestures*take off your shirt kalan..show the lady you'e little rings
[25-04:36] 9bb4a, *Moira: *the touch that is usually so harsh with men is now gentle, stroking over Roses' stomach, her other hand stroking the top of her head as she leans back against her. Well we all know where this is going to end up later tonight. Maybe if Kalan behaves, he can watch...from a chained up vantage point*
[25-04:36] 23560, *Kalan: *he looks to the door, there, shes not holding the leash RUN IDIOT!....**he sighs and takes off the shiney trench, setting it aside he peels off the fishnet shirt, showing off his chest and back, scars easily seen, obviously caused by something sharp, his chest having a rather demonic looking tattoo across it, two silver nipple rings easily seen, the brand vibrant and a pinkish red compared to the tone of his flesh, he turning to show her*
[25-04:37] 12d35, Chalcedony: (( peeks ick no icon :/ ))
[25-04:37] cc7a0, Roses: good...*she smiles knowing full well that if he runs..he'll pay..but for now she plays nice..murmuring to moira*aren't they lovely..and the brand..it is healing well
[25-04:39] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she frowns* Did you put that drawing on his chest? It is hideous. *she wrinkles her nose up at it, having no taste for it.* His branding though, is very good work. Very pretty. *she lowers her voice on the last, speaking about Roses instead of the brand at this point*
[25-04:41] cc7a0, Roses: no..he came with that*she looks up smiling*what is your name..are you..a roman*having forgotten people from there are called italians now*your accent is charming..
[25-04:42] 23560, *Kalan: *he frowns some more, greatly disliking and fearing moria, hell he did the branding by himself, and how can she say the tattoo is hideous?! that was done by one of the nations most skill tattoo artists**he shifts uncomfortably a moment , hoping this meeting between the two women turns sour at some point..... *
[25-04:44] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she rather likes Kalan's fear and uncomfortablness. It makes her...excited. She smiles, moving her lips once more to Roses' ear* Moira. *she whispers her name out, her arms still wrapped around Roses.*
[25-04:45] cc7a0, Roses: *smiling up at moira her eyes slowly turn to kalan and narrow..her voice a low unhappy growl*kalan..continue thinking that way..and christos will have you caged and bleeding by dawn..*thinking the boy needs a bit of a scare...she looks up at moira*moira...do you have a small scalpel perhaps?
[25-04:46] 23560, *Kalan: *his eyes shift from the two, looking to the ground a moment he shoves his hands into his pant pockets, fingers falling on his switchblade, he fingering it a moment, simply out of nervousness... the blade resassuring him in an odd way*
[25-04:48] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she pulls away from Roses, letting her hands slide against her as she pulls away. She puts her leg up on a chair, affording all those around a glance between her legs, evident that she is lacking a fundamental article of clothing. She reaches into her boot, pulling out a shiny silver scalpel. Twirling it between her fingers with a practiced agility she hands it, handle first, to Roses*
[25-04:49] cc7a0, Roses: lovely..*she tests the edge and smiles sweetly at kalan*go into the loft and wait..on your knees
[25-04:51] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she brings her leg down, crossing her arms over her chest, smiling at Kalan a little too sweetly. Someone is gonna get it!*
[25-04:52] 23560, *Kalan: *he takes a breath, then moves away from the women, whimpering to himself as he moves up into the loft, finding an open area he knees down, mind working frantically, that smile re-playing in his head, unnerving him to no end..... he almost standing up, having left his shirt and trench in the lounge*
[25-04:52] 23560, *Kalan : *throws the addy up there*
[25-04:53] cc7a0, Roses: *she reaches for moira's hand*come with me..*smiling now*my name is roses..*twirling hte scalpel in her other hand*we will see that kalan behaves..and then..i invite you to come to my home
[25-04:55] 9bb4a, *Moira: *she slips her hand into Roses, rather liking the woman. She keeps pets, she brands them, she likes sharps...her kind of woman. She lets Roses lead her...where ever, giving her a genuine smile, a rarity for her*
[25-04:56] cc7a0, Roses : *liking that smile..having already figured out this one is a bit of a loon..she leads her into the loft and smiles down at kalan*now..be a good boy kalan..and stretch out on the floor..on your belly
[25-04:57] 9bb4a, *Moira : *a bit of a loon? That is the understatement of the century to say the least. She is certifiable! But damn, she looks so good! She leans against the railing of the loft, looking at Kalan with predatory eyes, already licking her lips at him*
[25-04:59] 23560, *Kalan : *he swallows hard, and does as commanded in a quick, fluid motion, laying down on his belly he streaches out, frowning deeply he bites his lower lip and mentally prepares himself for pain, because he knows its about to be dished up to him*
[25-05:00] 9bb4a, *Moira : ((brb kittens, just put Moira on NPC for a few))
[25-05:01] cc7a0, Roses : ((okay))*she smiles and walks over..crouching then she sits on his butt..stroking his back gently with her fingertips..head shaking*you know..kalan...i thought you'd learned about being so rude..i hate to have to do this...but..you bring it on yourself
[25-05:04] 23560, *Kalan : *he doesn't respond in any manner... though he does seem to tense up as she sits on him.... he frowns abit and inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he waits for whatever she is going to do to happen*
[25-05:04] cc7a0, Roses : *her fingers knead his tensed muscles..and she murmurs*have you nothing to say kalan...
[25-05:06] cc7a0, Roses : (she had to go..moira's npc now)
[25-05:07] 23560, *Kalan : no, roses..... nothing....other than, i'm sorry... *he whimpers some, his body still tense, he again readying himself for whatever she has in store*
[25-05:09] cc7a0, Roses : *she just smiles..then holding his dreads out of the way starts at one shoulder and makes a long precise cut..parting the flesh only enough to hurt..but not enough to be dangerous or too bloody*
[25-05:10] 23560, *Kalan : *he winces some, that not too bad, hes cut himself worse than that, but still it hurts, he leting out a gasp as it starts to sting... *
[25-05:12] cc7a0, Roses : *licking the tip of the scalpel she continues her careful work. curving the line into another..and a final third...a stylized capital r..she glances around at moira..smiles and leans down to lick the wound..shivering when his blood hits her tongue..but she only has a taste then gets up*get up kalan
[25-05:17] cc7a0, Roses : (brb)
[25-05:17] 23560, *Kalan: *he stands and winces with the new carving into his skin, knows he will have to work at making the wound heal up poorly in order to produce a nice scar, standing he looks briefly at moria, then back at roses*
[25-05:19] 12d35, Chalcedony: (( *Is never going to look at carving up the turkey in the same way now* ;)~ ))
[25-05:25] cc7a0, Roses : *she walks up close and murmurs*hold still...*she finds a spot on his left pec and starts to cut again..just above his nipple..this time working quickly..these cuts deep..soon the word obey..in curling lovely letters is there..bleeding and raw..bringing a smile to her face*
[25-05:27] 23560, *Kalan: *he winces, eyes closing rather hard as he bites his lower lip and whipers, pain rocketing through his chest, making him whimper and nearly yell out.... his blood dripping down from the wounds, in small rivers, droplets falling onto the loft's carpet, staining it scarlet*
[25-05:29] cc7a0, Roses : *holding him still her mouth closes on the wound..tongue forcing out blood..kneading at the muscle to make it ooze that bit faster..she looks up..lips blood stained*remembr this..kalan
[25-05:30] 23560, *Kalan: *he swallows hard, tears trailing down, slow but steady, he nods abit as she drinks from his wounds, he frowning deeply, body shuddering from the pain of her tounge on his wound*
[25-05:32] cc7a0, Roses : *she removes her mouth and uses the tip of the scalpel to make a few minor adjustments..then she hands the scalpel to moira and winks..she turns back to kalan and gestures*there are napkins on that table..don't bleed anymore on the carpet
[25-05:33] 23560, *Kalan: *he staggers to the side abit, pain shooting through his chest and he leans over and grabs some napkins, he sopping up the blood with them, whimpering lightly as he looks over to roses, and then moria.....**he closes his eyes, frowning now, since he has more markings that show of his servitude*
[25-05:35] cc7a0, Roses : *moving to moira she tilts her head up and kisses the woman deeply..sharing the small taste of kalan's blood..arms twined around the taller woman's waist..when the kiss breaks she gives a soft chuckle and glances back at kalan*clean it as well..go down and get a glass of vodka
[25-05:36] cc7a0, Roses : (*fixes link..kicks it*)
[25-05:37] cc7a0, Roses : *at moira's murmur she nods then snaps at kalan*come..nevermind...lets go*one arm around moira's waist she reaches for kalan's leash with the other*come along
[25-05:39] 23560, *Kalan: *he gets yanked along with them, he choking slightly as he tries to catch his breath, blood still slowly trickeling from his wound, he grabbing some more napkins as they move along, sopping up the bleeding mess*
[25-05:41] cc7a0, Roses : *she picks up his coat and shirt on the way out and leads him away to be bound up while she gets down with moira..humming under her breath the little trio disappears into the suburban waiting at the car and are..gone*
[25-06:04] 12d35, Chalcedony: (( *claps* :) ))
[25-09:41] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Paces quietly in the alley midst the layers of filth pasted to the concrete beneath his boots. Two tawny hands press themselves deeply into the pockets of his new coat, not too fancy, but it serves its purpose.*
[25-09:52] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Lowers his gaze to the sludge at his feet. Snarls faintly and pinches a razor effortlessly between his fingers, crimping the thin sheet of metal into nothing more than a fraction of what it used to be. Scarlet pearls cling to his waxen fingertips. Smirks.*
[25-09:54] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Brushes a chilly glance across the streets infront of him, obscured by a dense veil of metal and burnt rubber. His fingers toy precariously with a necklace of razor blades, strung to a single piece of thin cable.*
[25-10:03] 95a63, Peanut: *peeks in* good morning Theo
[25-10:03] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((Good morning.))
[25-10:06] 95a63, Peanut: mind if I join you?
[25-10:06] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((Sure, go ahead.))
[25-10:11] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *wanders towards the Amarantus at a liesurely (sp?) gait, arms swinging precariously at his sides. his outfit is loose, artsy, hanging on his narrow frame, his face supporting light makeup, just enough to accent all the right places, and his hair is honest to god dyed purple*
[25-10:13] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Drags his hand slowly from his pockets, abandoning the string of blades, as his ears pick out the soft sussurruss of foot steps approaching the hotel. Slicks a hand through his damp hair, shaking the excess droplets of water from his unruly mane.*
[25-10:17] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *slips into the ally, intending to enter the hotel via the ally entrance. one usually gets less disapproving glances if they don't enter the lobby with its patrons of lawyers, docters, business men on a trip with their high, high social standards. pauses a second as he notices a darkened figure already in the ally, seeminging... waiting for something? why else would someone lounge about in an ally?*
[25-10:19] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Sweeps an approving glance over the young man and flashes a brilliant, awless grin.* Good Evening.
[25-10:19] 95a63, Troy Pegan: ((*slaps that word to read "seemingly"* eh. its early.))
[25-10:22] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *smiles back, eyes drinking in more of the man as they adjust to the darker light of the ally* evening. cold night, isn't is? *his features are Asian, but his accent is purely American*
[25-10:24] 95a63, Troy Pegan: ((oh hell. batting a hundred, ain't I? *beats the typo demon*))
[25-10:25] 872c1, Theo Bach : Indeed it is. *Acquires a more relaxed stance, arms folded loosely over his simple, snug, black Tee, a leather coat thrown over his shoulders to ward away the chill.*
[25-10:30] 95a63, Troy Pegan : *is mortal, by the way. skin a touch pale, but that's due to the fact he normally has other things to do with his time than drink in ridiculous amounts of sun. also, his hair and clothes carry a faint smell to them, soft enough you wouldn't notice it at first. they smell of paints and canvas. eyes Theo's wet hair* your going to get sick if you don't get inside...
[25-10:33] 872c1, Theo Bach : Oh? *Chuckles faintly and gestures to the back door.* Well, then. Would you like to accompany me?
[25-10:34] 95a63, Troy Pegan : my pleasure *hey, was heading in there anyway, right? walks for the door, head turned towards Theo as he speaks to him* do you come here often?
[25-10:36] 872c1, Theo Bach : When I'm not away on buisness matters, yes. *Pulls the door open and steps to the side to allow the young man entrance.* And what about you? I have not seen you around here before.
[25-10:39] 95a63, Troy Pegan : *slides in ahead of Theo, shaking his head softly* I've only been here once or twice, a month or so ago. I've been to busy the past few weeks to stop in. but now that things have settled down, you'll see more of me *glancing about the room as he says that last bit, tone not entirely implying the image that comes to one's head hearing that, but neither does it not imply it*
[25-10:39] 95a63, Troy Pegan : ((damn... did that make since? *still trying to wake up the braincells, see*))
[25-10:41] 872c1, Theo Bach: *Grins...* I'll be looking forward to seeing more of you. *Brushes past him before he has the slightest time to catch on. Produces a fold of bills from his back pocket.* Allow me to buy you a drink?
[25-10:44] 95a63, Troy Pegan : *turns back to Theo, smiling softly at him again* that would be wonderful, thank you. I'm Troy. Troy Pegan *if Theo was in "art circles," the name might sound a little familiar. Troy is a young artist, but his work is quickly growing prestige*
[25-10:47] 872c1, Theo Bach: That name sounds eerily familiar somehow...*Eyes him, a smirk painted across his taut, stern lips.* What would you like to drink, by the way?
[25-10:51] 95a63, Troy Pegan : Long Island Ice Tea, please. do you like art much? you might have seen a few of my paintings if you stop in independant artists galleries. and your name?
[25-10:52] 872c1, Theo Bach: ((oh crap. Storm. I have to shut down the computer for now before it short circuits or something.))
[25-10:53] b43c5, Ezri: *She stand's in the loft, looking down toward the bar, noticing it quiet empty except for the two, Troy and Theo, her brow quirk's a bit, and she tilt's her head to the side a little.*
[25-10:54] 95a63, Troy Pegan : ((*nods* ok... null this RP, or just say they had a pleasant conversation?))
[25-10:54] 872c1, Theo Bach: ((they had a pleasant conversation. ^_^ Toodles.))
[25-10:54] 872c1, Theo Bach: -gone0
[25-10:54] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *comes out from the store room from behind the bar, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, a cigarette dangling from his lower lip, a black suit adorning his skinny form, a gold name tag reading just his last name on it, raises his brows at the occupants* Morning gentleman... welcome to the Amarantus... *tilts his head to the side, taking a drag of his cig before removing it and exhaling slowly* You know, Long Island Ice Tea's are illegal but I'm sure Roger will turn a blind eye... *peers over at Roger with a
[25-10:55] 95a63, Troy Pegan : ((take care! *waves*))
[25-10:56] f8d79, Sal Paradise: slight, yet forced smile*
[25-10:56] b43c5, Ezri: *she watches Theo leave, a slight frown about her feature's, she then looks over toward Troy watching him a moment...running her finger's across the railing of the loft, her eye's then move toward Sal her eye's widen a moment then lower as she watches him...she then grins, as she make's her way down from the lobby, a bit thirsty herself and make's her way to the bar.*
[25-10:57] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *turns to Sal, seated at the bar after Theo left* I beg your pardon? illegal? why ever for?
[25-10:59] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *stands behind the bar with Roger, setting his coffee down as he places a hand on it as well and all* Well, you see a long island ice tea has every white liqour in it, thats more than New York law dictates that is allowed... *shrugs one shoulder*
[25-11:01] b43c5, Ezri: *she makes her way toward the bar, and slide's her finger's into her pocket's, she then chuckles lightly at Sal hearing him, she then slide's up onto the stool sliding her hand's out and placing them on the bar.*
[25-11:03] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *takes the last drag of his cigarette and then stubs it out in an ash tray, again picking up his coffee and taking a sip, sharp green gaze taking in Ezri for a moment before he looks to Roger* Did that booze come in on time, dude?...
[25-11:04] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *glances to Ezri as she has joined the small crowd at the bar, then turns back to Sal* I was not aware of that. I wonder why they only allow a certain number of liquors to be mixed? *wonders idly, setting an elbow on the bar and resting his cheek in his hand*
[25-11:05] b43c5, Ezri: *looks over toward Troy a moment giving him a small smile, then seeing Sal out of the corner of her eye, she watches him, quirking a small brow.*
[25-11:05] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Because, they don't want people getting too fucked up at once... *says simply, running a hand through his hair, tilting his head to the side, another smile gracing his cherub lips, as he does so the dint from a bullet wound in his jaw becomes more apparent* Yet you're allowed to sit down and have as many shots as you want in a row... *smirks* just not all in one drink...
[25-11:07] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *is very mellowed at the momento, an uncharacteristic serenity attaching itself to his demeanor, possibly because he's a mixture of stoned and wired on speed and doesn't have the energy to be any other way*
[25-11:07] b43c5, Ezri: *She wear's a large sweater dark purple, her hair falling over her eye's a bit, she lick's her lips a little, all this talk about drink's is making her very thirsty.*
[25-11:08] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *thinks on this a moment, turning it around and around in his head, then shakes his head softly* I don't understand the logic behind that. but then again, that is perhaps why I'm not on the city Board.
[25-11:08] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *cocks a brow at Roger, setting his coffee down again* Are you going to ask the lady what she wants you rude bastard?... *snickers, rubbing the corner of his eye with his thumb idly* *looks back to Troy* Maybe thats why dude, maybe...
[25-11:09] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *has a smooth, low yet gravally voice, stained by a local Bronx accent*
[25-11:10] b43c5, Ezri: *she blinks a little looking back up toward Sal then toward Roger, then smiles a little.*...Scotch? *yes know's it's early in the morning, but want's to get relaxed.*
[25-11:10] 95a63, Troy Pegan: *nods, setting his palms on the bar, and pushing himself up* well, thank you, its been very... educational. *nods to Sal and to Ezri befor heading for the door. his muse becons, and when the creative juices flow, he must obey*
[25-11:11] b43c5, Ezri: *she turns around a little watching Troy leave and frown's then back toward the front, thinking she's driving everyone away.*
[25-11:11] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Mmm... *smiles slowly, cocking a hip and resting it against the bar* We have hardcore drinkers this morning... *watches Troy go and raises a brow slowly* Maybe not...
[25-11:13] b43c5, Ezri: *she yawn's a little, leaning forward a little, almost looking like she's pouting, though trie's to give a positive look about her.*
[25-11:13] 95a63, Troy Pegan: ((sorry, work becons. bbl, maybe))
[25-11:14] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Don't worry gorgeous... *turns his eyes down to Ezri* Dude's a total fag... *snickers, may work for the hotel but that doesn't mean he has manners*
[25-11:17] b43c5, Ezri: Hm..? *looking up toward him then smiles a little.*...oh..well..it isnt really that..I just..feel like I'm driving the crowd away....*spoken with a strong australian accent, as she looks toward Roger and moves her hand's forward grabbing her drink.*
[25-11:18] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *bounces his brows over the rim of his coffee mug* Maybe you are... *sets it down again* But hey, me and Roger are still here.... ((*ha! is australian!*))
[25-11:19] b43c5, Ezri: (*L* Kewl..) *smirk's a little.* Maybe they just can't handle me eh? *grins a little looking up toward him then take's a sip of her scotch and swallows, she shivering a bit afterwards.*
[25-11:21] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Maybe not.... *places both his elbows on the bar and leans down, now on the same level since he you know, aint standing* Outta towner huh?... *tilts his head to the side* Land down under?...
[25-11:23] b43c5, Ezri: *nods*..Aye...yeh I am...*looking up toward him, smiling a little, then back down, as she tuck's a bit of loose hair behind her ear's..*
[25-11:24] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *raises a hand and flicks his name tag* Well, if you need anything call the front desk and ask for me and I'll take care of ya... *raises the mug to his lips again, mmm coffee*
[25-11:26] b43c5, Ezri: Well...*her eye's squint a bit looking toward the tag then leans back.*....Sal...thank you I appriciate it verah much....
[25-11:27] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Not a problem, Miss.... ?... *cocks a brow as he stands up properly, hand still lingering at his mug*
[25-11:28] b43c5, Ezri: ..Ezri...*smiles , maybe even blushing a little? she then snicker's and take's another long sip of her scotch, and shivers again, licking her lips, been awhile since she's drunk anything with liquore in it.*
[25-11:30] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Cool name, you a model or somethin'?... *walks around the bar, inspecting shit, or appearing too, isn't really doing anything, doesn't even know what a concierge is or what they do... yet is employed in the position*
[25-11:32] b43c5, Ezri: A model? *chuckles* ..me? No...*shakes her head a little..*....I'm ....just...me...*shakes her head.*...my parent's were Hippies...
[25-11:33] a3784, Nakita: ((*peeks*))
[25-11:34] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Oh yeah?... *turns and looks at her over his shoulder* You know what?.... So were mine... *turns to face her fully, turning his body around* Hippies are often not the best people to be parents...
[25-11:40] a3784, Nakita: * heads into the Amarantus lounge area, heading to the bar. she is clad in a fire red corcet, and black pants. a black mamba snake graces her neck...*
[25-11:42] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Miss... you cannot bring a snake into this place... *says from behind the bar, hanging out their all official like with Roger, a coffee set in front of him, name tag all nice and shiney gold*
[25-11:45] c07d9, Ezri: Yeh tell me about it...is why I started writing *shrugs a little and then looks back up toward him, pushing the scotch back a bit, doesnt think she can take any more liquore this early.*
[25-11:46] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *peers back down to Ezri* You're a writer huh?... *runs a hand down his neatly unshaven face* Doing an expose on affluent New Yorkers?... *smirks* Cause there's not much more to it than that...
[25-11:47] c07d9, Ezri: *chuckles* Not exactly..I mean I do work for a newspaper, but ..mostly I write what I feel..*glancing toward Nakita then toward Sal.*....poetry and such..working on a Novel actually..
[25-11:48] a3784, Nakita: * looks up at Sal, is near the bar* excuse me ? ... why not ? * pouting a bit*
[25-11:51] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *turns his gaze to Nakita* Because, it's just... you know, totally uncool... there are health regulations... and ah... you ain't Britney Spears babe... *shrugs one shoulder and lights a cigarette, looking back to Ezri* Oh yeah?... Sounds very ah... girly... *smirks*
[25-11:54] a3784, Nakita: * frowns* Birtney spears huh ? .. this is a Black Mamba... not a banana python.. * whispers to her snake.. her dark eyes not blinking.. looking at Sal.. *
[25-11:55] 306f2, Luciano: *he came out of the gym,wearing what was usual for him.a plain white tee,which shows off his muscles,and is slightly damp with sweat.jeans.and boots. he wiped a bit of sweat from his brow,and walked towards the bar,taking a seat and requesting a glass of bourbon from roger.*
[25-11:55] 306f2, Luciano: *and yes! wings and horns are glamoured away!*
[25-11:56] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *when Nakita starts whispering to his snake he sorta stares blankly into space for a moment, sending his perceptions into the future to figure out what she may do... using time magick and all*
[25-11:56] 51347, Ezri: Girlah? Writing? *grins as she pokes a finger out toward him poking him a little then grins putting her hand back.*.....Well there are some things you still dont know about meh..
[25-11:57] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *looks back down to Ezri* There's a whole heap'a shit I don't know 'bout you... *bounces his brows as if to end the sentence, picking up his coffee and taking a sip*
[25-11:59] a3784, Nakita: * smirks, and the snake drops off of her neck, and slithers quickly around the side of teh bar... laughs*
[25-11:59] 51347, Ezri: *grins..*...maybe sometime you can get to know more about me....if ya want...*shrug's a little, as she look's toward Nakita then a bit uneasy bout her, then looks back toward Sal.*
[25-12:00] 95a63, Peanut: beautiful pic Luciano! did you draw it yourself?
[25-12:01] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *isn't phased at all* *turns and looks at the snake, outstretches a hand and uses more time magick to free the little fucker where it slithers, stopping all its movement, leans down and picks it up in said hand* *turns his eyes back to Ezri and smiles polite like* I would, but at the moment I've gotta snake to flush down the toilet...
[25-12:01] 306f2, Luciano: *eyes go to the snake for a moment.and he blinks.before looking away and sipping his bourbon,once it arrives.*((no,but i got the artists permission to use it.))
[25-12:01] dc5f6, Peanut: Honestly, do you people ever get out of the house? Or ever been into a hotel before? This isn't some middle ages taverna or some shit. Its a modern day New York bar. With health codes about animals. You people need to let your parents put your leashes on and take you for a walk in the real world now and again
[25-12:02] 51347, Ezri: Just kill the lil bastard...*grins looking up toward him then toward the snake, is used to the snakes, after all she is from Australia...*
[25-12:02] 95a63, Peanut: oh, well, its still gorgeous ^_^ good choice
[25-12:03] a3784, Nakita: * jumps up and kicks at Sal's head*
[25-12:04] 306f2, Luciano: snakes are one of the finest creatures in the world.*idle shrug,it's not his place to interfere.because hey,he does know about healthr egulations and such. so yeah.*just toss it into the alley,eh?much easier.*and yeah..whoever owned it could go off and get it later.or something.another sip of bourbon is taken*((thank ya.))
[25-12:04] f8d79, Sal Paradise: ((Are you for real? You really wanna do this?))
[25-12:04] 51347, Ezri: (*blinks at Nakita...*)
[25-12:05] 306f2, Luciano: oh boy..*he sighs to himself,blinking between the two.and ponders interfering..*
[25-12:06] a3784, Nakita: (( fine then.. X the last two posts)) * as she whipsewred to the snake.. she put her hands over it, and it dissappears..sits at the bar*
[25-12:07] f8d79, Sal Paradise: ((Dude if you wanna do it then you know, dont let me stop ya seriously *nods!*))
[25-12:07] 306f2, Luciano: ((undo is your friend))what a wonderful magic trick.*claps his hands,snickering.*
[25-12:07] 51347, Ezri: *she looks toward Sal a little, biting her lip, hating all these distraction's that he's getting but guess she should get use to that, and keeps quiet about it, doesn't want to come off to strong toward Sal...*
[25-12:09] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *ok! so is back to having just asked this chick about the snake and she put it away, nods at Nak and smiles* Thanks, what did you train under Siegfriend and Roy?... *smirks and looks back to Ezri, playing off her comment about getting to know her from a few posts ago* Well I work here and if you're stayin' here you'll have to see me around... *shrugs*
[25-12:09] f8d79, Sal Paradise: ((fried is four in the mornin and all))
[25-12:09] a3784, Nakita: (( *L*)) * looks over at Luc... nodding.. not caring hes making fun of her*
[25-12:10] 51347, Ezri: *looks back up toward him and chuckles a little..* I'll have to? *raising a small brow with a little grin...*
[25-12:10] 306f2, Luciano: hey.wanna see a trick?*has one of those untrustworthy grins.he cracks his knuckles idly,and places them over his glass of bourbon.*watch real close now.
[25-12:11] a3784, Nakita: (( bah well i have to go anywans... bye))
[25-12:11] f8d79, Sal Paradise: Well, yeah... if you have eyes and ever walk through the lobby... *shrugs, is playing dumb to her suggestive comments cause yo, doesnt know if hes meant to fratenize with patrons... just started this job...*
[25-12:12] f8d79, Sal Paradise: ((Ciao bambino))
[25-12:12] 51347, Ezri: *smirks*...You do room service? *raising a brow leaing forward a little, placing her chin in her hand watching him.*
[25-12:13] 306f2, Luciano: hrm,hrm..*ponders to himself,taking a long sip of bourbon.he listens in on the other twos covnersation,because you know.theirs nothing better to do. and if they want privacy,they could just drag themselves up to the loft.*
[25-12:14] f8d79, Sal Paradise: *chuckles, drawing back on his cig before exhaling out his nose sharply* Someone does... I personally don't but you know.... I might... *shrugs, taking another drag, cant go up to the loft! is at work! though isnt doing much work... or is he!?*
[25-12:19] 8861e, Ezri: Reallah...? *grins watching him her dark blue eye's sparkling a bit tilting her head to the side a little.*
[25-12:21] f8d79, Sal Paradise: maybe baby... maybe... *smiles slowly as he looks her over briefly, drops his cigarette into his coffee and blows out the last whispers of smoke from his supple mouth* But for now I gotta get back to work... *moves out from behind the bar and offers Ez a small nod* Ya want me, call the front desk.... *makes his way out into the lobby and to the front desk*
[25-12:22] f8d79, Sal Paradise : Hey Val, baby... you get that dvd? *cocks a brow down at the woman behind the front desk who offers him a blockbuster bag* Thanks dollface... *winks at her and heads off into the office*
[25-12:23] 87f7d, Ezri: *grins watching him leave smirking a bit, might just get a room here, after all is in this part of town for a visit and hasn't found a hotel yet, so she make's her way to the the front desk.*...One room please....
[25-12:23] f8d79, Sal Paradise : *and once in the office he moves over to the desk, takes out a copy of the Concierge with Michael J Fox in it and pops it into the dvd player, then nestles back into a seat behind the desk, reaches into a briefcase he brought in, takes out a pipe and fills it with weed, then sits back, watches the dvd and gets stoned.... giggling at appropriate moments* *GONNNNNNEEEE*
[25-12:24] f8d79, Sal Paradise : ((*has to sleep, waves bye bye!*))
[25-12:24] 87f7d, Ezri: (Awe..bye!)
[25-12:25] 306f2, Peanut: *Yawns.*
[25-12:27] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*peelk))
[25-12:27] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((er...peek..yeah))
[25-12:28] 022a6, Peanut: *peeks*
[25-12:30] 306f2, Peanut: *unforgotten upon the bar..a bowl of peanuts is their...*
[25-12:30] 306f2, Peanut: *but their was one special peanut amongst them all..one which glows. for it was ana tomic peanut.and it was kewl.*
[25-12:32] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*pic test*
[25-12:33] 306f2, Peanut: i'm sorry,you failed the test.please try again later.
[25-12:36] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((*peeks again*))
[25-12:36] 8f5f1, Sarah Wells: (*peeks*)
[25-12:36] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*waves to Dust*))
[25-12:37] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((*waves to Blake*))
[25-12:37] 306f2, Peanut: *waves to sarah*
[25-12:37] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*pops ic*))
[25-12:39] 8f5f1, Sarah Wells: (*waves and follows ic to.*)
[25-12:40] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *sits quietly at the bar, sipping at a pint , dressed in a long white work shirt that's undone completly, showing off his well built form under it and a pair of loose black pants, his hair falling a bit past his sholders and over into his eyes a little, the place feeling rather..empty around him*
[25-12:40] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((*slinks IC*))
[25-12:44] 8f5f1, Sarah Wells: *she slips out from the elevator as it ding's, dressed in hip hugging dark blue jean's, with a small chaine moving from her belt loop to her pocket, a middrif elbow lengthed crossed over the front turquoise shirt, and a small belly butten ring on her tummy, she lick's her soft pink lips as her hair falls down thick and a soft red to her shoulders, she looks up and smiles making her way toward the bar.*
[25-12:46] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *the entrance door opened for him and he stepped inside, loose pants hanging precariously from his hips, threatening to slide down. But they'd stay. They'd stay until he wanted them to fall. The faded Sex Pistols shirt that stretched over his long torso ended and still left a little bit of skin showing before his pants started. As he slunk into the lounge area, he looked around*
[25-12:47] 8f5f1, Sarah Wells: (*test*)
[25-12:50] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *his fingers lightly play along the silver chain around his neck with an inverted cross dangling down from the end of it, his eyes just staring forwad quietly and barely taking notice of the others who enter the hotel, taking another small drink of his beer*
[25-12:53] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *when he stepped into the lounge he looked around, a frown touching his face. There was rarely anyone in here when he came...and this was supposed to be a popular place for the 'supernatural'. Oh well. He moved to the bar and tapped on the top, catching Roger's attention and asking for a glass of red wine, not able to hide the chuckle as he remembered the git from last night*
[25-12:59] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *money was exchanged for the red wine and he took a small drink, still smirking about that pansy. The ass had the nerve to spit the wine on his face. And call him a swine. Ugh, if he ever found him.... He would be drained of his essence and left a hollow shell...*
[25-13:01] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *turns around in his seat, quickly catching a glimps of Oblivion..smiling a little to himself but looks away before he could notice, tipping his head back a little and chugs down the last of his beer then sighs..it's his first time here and already he's disappointed by the..inactivity in this place..*
[25-13:03] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *he looked at the tender's nametag, then up at him* Roger... *near purring* ....Why is it so quiet? Thought this was a popular place....
[25-13:03] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *she yawns a little, moving toward the bar, is in the mood to have some fun today, perhaps going to the park today, her eye's move toward Oblivion, then glancing over toward Blake a moment..eyeing him a breif second before quickly looking toward Roger with a smile..* Evening Roger....
[25-13:06] b5ce1, Satin: *slips into the Lounge..half in the process of plating her hair..barely looking to anyone as she slides onto a stool and waits till Roger isnt busy serving someone else...idly humming a tune as she waits*
[25-13:08] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: Speak of devils... *he looked at Sarah, giving her a sweet smile, then taking another drink of his wine, strong fingers wrapped around the glass, cradling it firmly*
[25-13:10] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *she blinks as her eye's look over toward Oblivion raising a small brow then grins a bit with a smirk, then looks forward toward Roger..*...just a gin and tonic.....
[25-13:11] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *waves to roger then asks for a refil..after a moment he sets another glass of beer before him, picking the glass up then drinking down a mouth full, his eyes moving from Dust to Sarah then to Satin, sighing lightly*..mm
[25-13:12] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *he stared intently at Sarah for a moment, trying to figure out what she was by the smell, the taste of her energies. And if she was sensative to those types of things, it'd mearly feel like a nail running up her spine lightly*
[25-13:12] b5ce1, Satin: *when Roger is finished serving Sarah she looks to Roger and orders a plain old simple glass of ice cold water..doesnt notice Blake looking to her as Roger hands her the drikn...she takes a large gulp of the cold liquide and shivers as it really was ice cold*
[25-13:13] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((*player has to take a leak, BRB))
[25-13:13] b5ce1, Satin: (really wanted to know that)
[25-13:14] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *her eye's close as she shiver's a little, smiling as her dark green eye's open, the sparkle slightly, as she looks toward Oblivian grinning slightly, behind her grin are her fang's which are masked by her smile.*
[25-13:17] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((*is back! Mwahaha!))
[25-13:18] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*sips his tea happily*))
[25-13:19] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: You need something.....? *watching him curiously, glancing over him then looking forward..*
[25-13:20] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*fearful that his explorer thing will quit anytime soon*))
[25-13:20] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *decides that he liked that grin, and he raised a hand to becon her over with the curling of a finger* C'mere, doll... *he had a thick british accent....that was REAL! Unlike that git Willard and his wannabe French Fry act....*
[25-13:21] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: MMm..*grins* I dont think so.....*she then get's her drink, her gin, as she take's a quick sip and swallows, almost knocking it back and licks her lips..*
[25-13:21] b5ce1, Satin: *finaly looks round the room with a little shy sigh as she see's no one she knows..raises the glass to her lips but doesnt take a drink*
[25-13:22] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: *curious about that...since she seemed to be a vampire but she was drinking something. Maybe she just would puke it up later. That made him chuckle...how typical of a girl* Don't think so, luv? Why not?
[25-13:23] eaab5, *Morguline : *turns off the sidewalk, into the alley .. hands curled lightly in the pockets of his buttoned jacket - steely blue eyes tearing over the area*..
[25-13:24] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (*blink* I thought vampire's could drink other liquids.)
[25-13:25] eaab5, *Morguline : (Depends..)
[25-13:25] 022a6, Oblivion Dust: ((Going by what I've seen and what I play, they can drink it, but they have to puke it up later. Most vampires in here backwash into their glasses instead of drinking from them))
[25-13:25] b5ce1, Satin: (depends on if your freeform or vtm you gotta have ability eat food if you vtm)
[25-13:26] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (Huh..interesting)
[25-13:26] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((For a vampire to be able to digest liquid, their digestive systems have to be working. And most aren't))
[25-13:27] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *she smile's watching him then shrug's softly.* Well...I suppose there is no harm....*grins and turns a little moving near him eyeing him..*
[25-13:27] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((doesn't it work though if you were to put blood in the drink?))
[25-13:28] eaab5, *Morguline : (Actually, all of them aren't supposed to, but that's the fun of Free Form, man. ::thumbs up:: ..and lame-ass V:tM merits.)
[25-13:28] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((*lol at Morg* Yep.))
[25-13:29] b5ce1, Satin: ((hehe true true pres..if your freeform blake its upto you)
[25-13:29] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (*test*)
[25-13:29] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *he put off an energy that was inviting, comforting....addicting. As did all of his kind when they wanted to feed* Not like I'm going to eat you. *purring in his pretty accent to her*
[25-13:30] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *her eye's close a moment, perhaps letting a soft purr escape her lips, she then opens her eye's again and grins moving a little closer.*......not yet at lease....
[25-13:30] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((i see))
[25-13:31] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((*is at a loss of what to do now*))
[25-13:32] b5ce1, Satin: *toys with a stray strand of hair as she takes timid sips from her water..chewing on a small cube of ice on occasion*(do what ever you want blake..if you think your char should drink normal liquids then drink normal liquids)
[25-13:32] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *he reached out and petted her cheek when she was in reach, smiling. His touch left a tingling feeling on the skin that faded after a few moments, then he withdrew his hand, taking another sip of wine, looking the other way sidelong down the bar to Blake, grinning*
[25-13:32] eaab5, *Morguline : *steps deeper into the alley, the massive Fenrir not making a sound .. one of his cigars burning between his lips, a strong flavor of vanilla about him*..
[25-13:32] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((meh, he's not a vamp lol))
[25-13:33] b5ce1, Satin: ((hehe then it not a prob*chuckles*))
[25-13:33] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *yawns a little then looks off to the side absent mindedly, catching Oblivion looking to him, flashing him a bit of a genuine smile though it faint, taking another sip of his drink quietly*
[25-13:34] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *grins*....mmm..you do enjoy to tease dont you....*grins more, as she follow's Oblivion's gaze and then looks toward Blake as well eyeing him then looks forward to Oblivion.*........*leans in whispering a little.*....want to have some fun?
[25-13:35] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((pic test..))
[25-13:35] 10601, Oblivion Dust: Do you? *he turned to look at her with a smirk, dark eyes alight with something like mischief*
[25-13:36] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *grins* If your up for it........
[25-13:37] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((test))
[25-13:37] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((that's better))
[25-13:37] b5ce1, Satin: *while still twidling her hair around her finger..she gazed to Blake and then to Sarah and Oblivion with a littlE raised brow ..couldnt hear them however one min they where sitting apart the next they where all over each other*
[25-13:38] eaab5, *Morguline: *huge paw of a hand wrapped around the alley door knob, he turns it and pushes it open, inward .. leaning low to get past the frame, he enters*..
[25-13:39] 10601, Oblivion Dust: Do you always take so well to stranger's advances? *of course he downed his wine and slid from the stool he was perched on, looking down the bar again and Blake to get his attention*
[25-13:40] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *chuckles softly...* Well today I'm just looking to relax...have a bit of fun you know? *smiles as she then lick's her lips a bit eyeing him..*
[25-13:41] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *he was still watching the two quietly so it wouldn't take much for Dust to get his attention, smiling to him again then downing the last of his drink and setting the glass aside*
[25-13:41] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (grah hold on I brb)
[25-13:41] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((*tosses up a new pic for shits n giggles*))
[25-13:42] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((ooo..*purrs*))
[25-13:42] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *a finger was pressed to Sarah's lips as he smiled, lowering his voice to a whisper* I warn you now. My blood will poison you. *that being said, he motioned for Blade to join them*
[25-13:44] b5ce1, Satin: *watches the interaction between them all..little brow raised as they all went from not seeming to know each other to being busa buddies..finds this very odd*(cute..)
[25-13:45] eaab5, *Morguline: *casual, long stides carry him toward the bar .. hands undoing the buttons of his hard-leather trenchcoat - eyes scanning over the whole area, and beyond reality..*
[25-13:45] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((Woo! Take it all of sexah Morgy!))
[25-13:45] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *looks around a moment then stands up, standing 5'11 tall, as he strolls over to the two, he moves his hands into the pockets of his pants, the motion moving his shirt away from his upper form, showin off his light tanned body to them, stopping next to the two..when he speaks, his voice is british, but one of those accents comming from the more rougher parts so it a bit harder to understand if he were to say more than "Hello"..which is all he says*..
[25-13:47] eaab5, *Morguline: (Bow chicha-chicha bow-bow.)
[25-13:47] b5ce1, Satin: *hears Morguline approuch and looks over to him or should we say up at him..curiouse gaze on her face*
[25-13:51] eaab5, *Morguline: *making his way toward the bar, his vision constantly observing two versions of the same thing .. 'peeking' into the Earth's Shadow, he collects the Aura, the knowledge, of those present at the bar as he advances*..
[25-13:52] eaab5, *Morguline: (Aura checks all around. 'n' if you don't know what it is, just tell me what 'type' your character is, Vampire, Human, Demon-Angel, ect cetra.)
[25-13:52] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((freeform shape shifter...))
[25-13:53] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((*waves hand hyperly, but isn't hyper* Haaaaai, Incubus here!))
[25-13:54] b5ce1, Satin: *is mortal nothing un-uasual about her*
[25-13:54] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *could understand him, and even if he couldn't, as long as Blake sounded sexy he wouldn't care. But he nearly purred at the man, who was oddly as tall as he* Care to join us, pretty?
[25-13:54] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (back sorry about that guys just had a sudden craving for mountain dew)
[25-13:55] 47c70, Luciano: ((incubus,biatch.*))*he walked in off thes treets,an even six feet tall,weighing in at 230 pounds.wearing a denim jacket,which he soon takes off,and a white tee underneath.just a plain tee. and jeans.regular jeans.boots,too!but they are just..normal generic boots.he made his wya to the bar,where he orders a glass of bourbon.*
[25-13:55] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *smirks a little, shifting his weight onto one leg, his eyes flicking from one to the next, after a moment he nods a little*..sure
[25-13:56] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *purrs softly running her tounge along the tip of Oblivion's thumb but then pouts when hearing him say that, then grins when looking over her shoulder toward Blake eyeing him intently.*
[25-13:57] eaab5, *Morguline: (Annnnnd finally, Sarah. Aura readage. What manner of creature is Sarah? ::would ask for mood, too, but Morg doesn't care about that::)
[25-13:57] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (She is vampire...)
[25-13:58] b5ce1, Satin: *turns her gaze from Morguline fairly quick as he looked a little intimidating and stern for some odd reason...turns to the three talking but her attention gets pulled to the one who just enterd..she continues to eat at the ice from her water*
[25-13:58] eaab5, *Morguline: *stops directly at the bar, to the utmost left .. partly-gloved hands settled on the bartop, watching, and waiting for Roger to get his drink - the tender already knows*..
[25-13:59] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *still hasn't given them a name, and when he felt the presence of another incubus he shivered, turning to look at Luciano. After all, their kind were sensative to the energies of their kind. So he looked at Sarah and Blake* I'll even pay for the room. C'mon.
[25-14:00] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *moves closer toward Oblivion and whispers in his ear..* You best hury now luv...You'v gotten me hungry...*growling gently toward him...*
[25-14:00] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (Dust are we going to the private room?)
[25-14:00] 47c70, Luciano: *his glass of bourbon arrives,he looked around at everybody,eyes going up and down the bodies of the female..and just giving the guys a quick look to see how dangerous they could be.however,when his eyes fall over oblivion..he just shivers and mutters something in german,before staring at the bartop and taking a sip of the bourbon.*
[25-14:01] 6e267, Blake Hayman: Alright..lead the way then..*steps back so they both could get up and such, looking about quietly before back to the two, waiting for Dust to lead the way to the room they'd be going to*
[25-14:02] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *a sharp hiss was issued in Luciano's direction....it would be a challenge if he didn't have two meals to attend to... Instead he turned sharply on his heel and started for the front desk, to get a room*
[25-14:03] b5ce1, Satin: *turns back to her water with a little pout as it was finished...waits till Roger is finished serving the other two guys..before her gaze sharply turned at hearing a hiss looking in the direction it came from but seing only the three huddled together*
[25-14:04] 47c70, Luciano: Beißens weg von dann kann ihm kauen.*murmured to himself,with a snicker.isputting down obliv,but since he probably doesn't speak german,he'd never know!ha!*
[25-14:04] eaab5, *Morguline: *mutters something frightfully low, to himself, the language sounding most primal and grating from the mouth of a man his calibur .. a hand lowers into a large, worn jean pocket as his drink comes - short nod to Roger*..
[25-14:05] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (*waites for Dust's answer..*)
[25-14:06] 8255c, Peanut: ((*lurks*))
[25-14:06] 10601, Oblivion Dust: ((More than likely, if there are no arguments from the other player))
[25-14:06] 47c70, Luciano: ((*prods the green peanut..beleiving it is an M&M*))
[25-14:07] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: (*nods and looks toward Blake..*)
[25-14:07] 8255c, Peanut: ((eeeeeep!))
[25-14:08] 6e267, Blake Hayman: ((i dun mind))
[25-14:08] 10601, Oblivion Dust: *before he went up to the room that was put in his name and all that, he laughed at Luciano. Only cowardly gits would insult someone in another language. Usually because they feared the outcome of their insult. So he just lead Sarah and Blake to the room that was given to him without really asking either of them for a name*
[25-14:08] 23560, 13-F: ((pic test))
[25-14:08] 47c70, Luciano: (( M&M...*eats.*))
[25-14:08] b5ce1, Satin: *raises a little brow at the language spoken by the newcomer*
[25-14:09] 4ef41, Sarah Wells: *she watches Luciano then make's her way to the room, she leading.*
[25-14:09] 47c70, Luciano: *actaully,was trying to poke fun at the other incubi. 'i know a langauge you don't,bitch.' hahaha.or something like that.not his problem though,he honestly could care less what the Other one was doing.long as he doesn't interrupt him.*
[25-14:11] b5ce1, Satin: *rests her bare feet on the bottom run of the stool..absently curling her toes back and forth as she debates getting another glass of water..still holding ehr old one and swirling one piece of ice around the bottom*
[25-14:11] 6e267, Blake Hayman: *follows close behind Dust quietly, his head lowered a little but before he dieappears with the other two, he looks to Luciano and says in German*...Feigling..
[25-14:11] eaab5, *Morguline: *pulls the exact amount out for his drink, laying it on the bartop for Roger to collect later .. placing his cigar in an ashtray, he grapples onto the glass, lifting for a nice, long drink*..
[25-14:13] 47c70, Luciano: *is hardly a coward.the man hasn't even seen him for more then a few moments,he can't possibly make a proper judgement.and thus he is not bothered. je peered toward satin,and smiles towards her.*guten Abend
[25-14:13] b5ce1, Satin: *ok now this is really odd as BLake and Lucian seem to know each other aswell seen as they talknig to each other in diffrent language*
[25-14:13] 47c70, Luciano: ((je=he))
[25-14:14] b5ce1, Satin: *looks at Luciano with a slight tilt to her head hopes the guy was saying hi couse well she doesnt speak german*Hi
[25-14:15] 8255c, *Allison Michaels: ((hmm.))
[25-14:16] 8255c, *Allison Michaels: ((what char should i bring in?))
[25-14:16] 47c70, Luciano: hello.*nods somewhat.he had said 'good evening'.* what brings you out to this fine city,miss..?
[25-14:17] eaab5, *Morguline: *swtiches again, cigar back in his jaws, glass on the bartop .. taking a hard drag, he lets it filter through his system before exhaling - viciously cold eyes the color of hard ice glaring off the mirror, watching silently, waiting...*
[25-14:17] b5ce1, Satin: *lightly shrugs*Nothing really..*voice a tad uneasy but trying hard not to show it*
[25-14:19] 47c70, Luciano: i see..*he takes a small sip of bourbon,pondering.*
[25-14:19] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( peeks))
[25-14:19] MSG: Morguline sent a message to Vikis.
[25-14:21] 8255c, *Allison Michaels: ((*rapes Vikis avatar*))
[25-14:21] MSG: Vikis sent a message to Morguline.
[25-14:22] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( *purrs cause is raped* ))
[25-14:22] b5ce1, Satin: (hi vikis and allison)
[25-14:22] MSG: Morguline sent a message to Vikis.
[25-14:23] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( hi ))
[25-14:23] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe: ((boo))
[25-14:24] b5ce1, Satin: *looks back to her empty glass and looks to Roger as he doesnt seem to busy*can I get another glass of water*smiles warmly as he nod and hands a fresh glass to him taking away the old*
[25-14:24] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *there he sat.underneath a tree.smoking a pipe.and thinking.*
[25-14:25] b5ce1, Satin: (*has heart attack*)
[25-14:25] 8255c, Gabby: ((*test*))
[25-14:25] eaab5, *Morguline: *standing at his fully, freakish height, he just keeps watch .. a small spark of hope inside, regarding a few things..*
[25-14:26] MSG: Vikis sent a message to Morguline.
[25-14:27] 8255c, Gabby : *strides through the park, her coat unbuttoned and hanging freely over her black dress-clad form. The hem is just below her knees, and tapers down on one side. A bit of lace is visible just under the hem-it could be part of the dress or a slip. Her heels make almost no sound as she quietly walks through the trees*
[25-14:28] 39cf9, *Vikis : *after a couple days he returns the the park, cloths adorn his body and so dose his wolf fur lined overcoat draping accross his massive frame, he leans up agains one of the trees in the park*
[25-14:29] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *well,gabby being a were-kitty?may or may not notice that theirs a smell of burning catnip.because,you know. shaman's smoking up some of the nip.altohugh one would probably wonder if you can get high off c atnip;player thinks you can't.*
[25-14:30] 8255c, Gabby : *my cat sure does!****Sure enough, Gabby picks up in the scent of the catnip and closes her eyes slightly, inhaling the aroma. She follows her nose to the source and opens her eyes, glancing at Shaman*
[25-14:30] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( druggie))
[25-14:31] 8255c, Gabby : ((Bite me, Joey... right here. .*offers an ear*))
[25-14:32] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : hello.tainted one.*has taken to calling her that,he's not forgotten that the last time they met,he noted she had,atleasta little, taint to her.*
[25-14:32] b5ce1, Satin: *glances back to Morguline with a slight raised brow may be shy but also has a highly curiouse nature*
[25-14:32] 8255c, Gabby : *rolls her eyes and shifts, slightly uncomfortable* I have a name... *isn't too keen on people bringing up that taint because it reminds her of just why she has it*
[25-14:34] 39cf9, *Vikis : *is close to the 2 but dosent move, he listens in on the conversation and takes in the smell of catnip* (( *was ment for shaman* ))
[25-14:34] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : but 'Tainted One' is much more suiting.*he gives a small nod,before reaching into a pocket and removing a small,plastic bag.filled with none other then catnip! freshly picked form his indoor garden.and he tosses it towards her.*
[25-14:34] 8255c, Gabby : ((oh.. well.. bite me anyway? *hopeful*))
[25-14:34] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : ((hey,he gets a natural high.doesn't need all the damned processed shit they have on the streets.*nod nod.*))
[25-14:35] 8255c, Gabby : *lets the bag fall, glancing down at it on the path* Sorry, I'm trying to quit.. *smirks, leans against a tree*
[25-14:35] eaab5, *Morguline: *seems the problem left, tonight might just turn out to be one of the few good ones .. left with the Kine, he keeps silent, unusually cold, has had his fill of them this week - drawing off his vanilla cigar, his crystalline, reflective hues constantly moving over the mirror behind the bar*..
[25-14:36] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : i see.*he inhales deeply.*why are you here?
[25-14:37] 8255c, Gabby : What, do I suddenly need to explain myself to a mutt? *a bit angry that he's so...authoritative and inquisitional*
[25-14:38] 8255c, Gabby : *rolls her eyes* I'm just for a walk in the park; I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition.
[25-14:38] 39cf9, *Vikis : ((*bites tess andhands shaman a chocolate covered stick* )) *his brown eyes watching the 2 from the darkness of the tree and night*
[25-14:39] 8255c, Gabby : ((Mraow!))
[25-14:39] 3189f, Victor Nash: *Steps over to the bar, taking a seat, about two or three seats down from Satin. He raises a single finger, ordering a normal beer.*
[25-14:39] 3189f, Victor Nash: ((*Ajusts color slightly..*))
[25-14:40] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : this is not an inquisition.*said simply.he empties the pipe by banging it against the tree trunk.*so much anger..
[25-14:41] 8255c, Gabby : *scoffs, traces patterns in the dirt with the heel of her 3-inch mary janes*
[25-14:41] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : you should be happy,that i have not gone to the Get and sought a warrior to slay you,Tainted one.i would watch that tone of yours.*not a threat,but a promise.yeah..*
[25-14:42] 39cf9, *Vikis : *pushes off the tree with his shoulder, and begins to make his way over to the 2 his face dull but with a slight smile*
[25-14:43] 8255c, Gabby : You mean try to slay me, mutt... *said almost under her breath, but audible enough. She finds the bag of catnip with her foot and kicks it back towards him, starting to move away from him down the path, not looking where she is going...*
[25-14:43] b5ce1, Satin: *turns her gaze from Morg couse yeah he scary looking...turning to Victor but only for a short amonut of time before turning her full attention back to her drink*
[25-14:44] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : how rude...are you a dancer?*he calls out to her.when the catnip bag gets enar him,he simply caught it,and stuffed that along with the pipe,into a pocket.he stood slowly,brushing a bit of dirt off his clothing.*
[25-14:44] 39cf9, *Vikis : *as she turns vikis is standing right behind her, looking down on the top of her head, his smile widens*
[25-14:45] eaab5, *Morguline: *watching Victor enter, he views over his Aura as well to determine what he is - cigar ashed, and left in the tray again, glass up for another drink*..
[25-14:45] 3189f, Victor Nash: *Says nothing just pays for the beer and sips it*
[25-14:46] 8255c, Gabby : *just before that, VIkis...* Oh, wouldn't that make it easier for the dogs? *chuckle, THEN turns and walks right into Vikis.. it's like hiting a living brick wall, really.. she stumbles back a little*
[25-14:46] b5ce1, Satin: *takes a large gulp of her water as she is thirsty...
[25-14:47] 3189f, Victor Nash: *Light blue aura, though there is something odd about the hue of the light blue. There's also a slight sparkle to it, almost non-existant*
[25-14:48] 8255c, Gabby : *looks up at him, a little surprised as she catches herself on a tree to stop from falling* Do you always sneak up on people like that?
[25-14:48] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *sighs slightly,turning to look to the side. he had felt a gust of wind blow by him,a spirit.activates his spirit speech gift and begins to covnerse with it,realizing it was the wind spirit from like,a week ago.*
[25-14:49] 39cf9, *Vikis : of course i do*his smile is fully fledged now * sorry, i just thought it would be fun
[25-14:50] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : hello,vik..*gives a nod to the other garou,though he's watching Gabby.*our friend here is openly embracing the wyrm.what do you think we should do,hhmmm?
[25-14:51] 8255c, Gabby : *gives him a quick once-over, easy to miss if one isn't paying attention* I can think of other things that would be more fun... *grins lightly* But then again, curiosity killed the cat...
[25-14:51] eaab5, *Morguline: *polishes off the glass, setting it near the back on the bar for Roger to collect .. pinching the cigar between two fingers, he brings it to his lips for a drag - eyes resume their wandering*..
[25-14:52] 39cf9, *Vikis : and what would that be?
[25-14:53] 8255c, Gabby : You're smarter than that, Tiger *using it more as one of those 1930s style nicknames than as addressing him by breed* I think you could figure it out.. *little wink, glances back at Shaman* You should get all the facts before you speak, dog..
[25-14:54] 39cf9, *Vikis : *pets his arm on her shoulder and looks right into her eyes* think i do * his voice a purr* but i mihgt need to be told
[25-14:55] eaab5, *Morguline: (Vikis is hardly, Garou, heh..)
[25-14:55] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : i know enough.you are Tainted,and you are doing nothing to make amends for your disgraceful behavior.if you don't change,then you will inevitably become a monster.a slave to the wyrm.
[25-14:55] b5ce1, Satin: *places her glass down and leans on the bartop resting her head on the palms of her hands and her elbows on its shiny surface*
[25-14:56] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( yep :D im bastet *purrs* and i love how there is no taboo for sex :D ))
[25-14:56] 3189f, Victor Nash: *He sighs, rotating the beer bottle around and staring into the contents..obviously bored*
[25-14:56] 8255c, Gabby : *light laugh, looks up into Vikis' face* Chess. *obviously joking.. but she turns to face Shaman again, scowling* You know nothing about my life or my behavior.. you know nothing about my motives.
[25-14:57] 39cf9, *Vikis : *looks up and nods to shaman, as a friendly gretting* chess?
[25-14:57] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : if that is what you think.*gives a shrug and begins to slowly wlak away,towards the A..is planning on getting himself some steak at the restaurant.*
[25-14:58] b5ce1, Satin: (brb)
[25-14:59] 8255c, Gabby : *watches Shaman walk off, a little relieved.. grins at vikis again* You know.. king's pawn to queen's bishop.. slot a insert tab b... wait.. wrong metaphor...
[25-14:59] MSG: Vikis sent a message to Morguline.
[25-15:00] eaab5, *Morguline: *smoking away, staring forward in thought .. again reviewing last nights events, contemplating a plan of action*..
[25-15:00] MSG: Morguline sent a message to Vikis.
[25-15:01] 39cf9, *Vikis : heh what metaphor are you speeking of * he leans down and licks her neck, his words purring as he speeks to her*
[25-15:01] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *blah blah,skip the boring stuff..he entered thruogh the alley door,and passed by the bar,on his way to the restaurant.once their he gets taken to a seat by a waitress,and promptly orders two steaks,rare.*
[25-15:02] 3189f, Victor Nash: *Sighs once more and then takes another sip*
[25-15:02] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Paces quietly in the alley midst the layers of filth pasted to the concrete beneath his boots. Two tawny hands press themselves deeply into the pockets of his new coat, not too fancy, but it serves its purpose.*
[25-15:03] eaab5, *Morguline: *watches the Garou pass by the bar*..
[25-15:03] 8255c, Gabby : *purrs softly, arching her neck to give him better access* Well, that depends on how many steps it takes to capture the queen and declare checkmate...
[25-15:03] b5ce1, Satin: (*is back*)
[25-15:04] 39cf9, *Vikis : *lets his teeth run over her neck, his bare chest protuding through the coat* well we will see
[25-15:05] b5ce1, Satin: *bites at her lip idly before standing and walking to a booth away from all in the room couse they are all making her a little on edge..takes her drink with her*
[25-15:06] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *eventually his meal arrives,and he sits their,eating slowly.occasionally he removes the flask from his side, and takes sips of water.*
[25-15:07] 8255c, Gabby : *playful growl, rests her hands on his chest, searching for the tones of muscle that are sculpted there.. tilts her head to look up at him*
[25-15:07] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( w/b satin))
[25-15:07] 10601, Peanut: *pokes at Theo* Hey you
[25-15:08] 8255c, Gabby : ((wow there's people here now..))
[25-15:08] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((*Nudges the delicious Peanut.*))
[25-15:08] b5ce1, Satin: *grumbles to herself as she still feels uneasy even when not next to them all*
[25-15:09] 10601, Peanut: *pokes at Theo again, then raises eyebrow* Contact me, luv.
[25-15:10] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((AIM won't work...but let me try one more time.))
[25-15:10] 3189f, Victor Nash: ~Hell with it, this place couldn't get anymore boring~ *With that he stands and slowly makes his way towards the booth Satin just sat down at. Just heading over for some friendly conversation.*
[25-15:10] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((....Lucky badtard...))
[25-15:10] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((...bastard even.))
[25-15:11] 39cf9, *Vikis : *puts his coat around her and bends down wrapping his arms around her ass he picks her up, nibbling on her neck still he manages to speek* wanna go anywere?
[25-15:11] b5ce1, Satin: *instantly tenses as someone comes near her booth..trying hard not to show it just looks up at smiles wamrly*
[25-15:11] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : *he eventually finished the meal,and took another long sip of water from his cantine,before capping it.he sits awhile,putting money down for the food,as well as a tip.*
[25-15:11] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Brushes a chilly glance across the streets infront of him, obscured by a dense veil of metal and burnt rubber. His fingers toy precariously with a necklace of razor blades, strung to a single piece of thin cable.*
[25-15:12] 8255c, Gabby : *surprised little gasp/squeak ((best way to describe it, really..)) as he lifts her* Hmm.. like where?
[25-15:12] 3189f, Victor Nash: *He smiles at her raising his beer in a ''Hello* Greetin's...
[25-15:12] 39cf9, *Vikis : some where more comphy?
[25-15:12] 47c70, Shaman Der Wölfe : ((*and lurks.*))
[25-15:13] eaab5, *Morguline: *last puff off the smoke, grinding it dead in the glass tray .. he turns, massive jean-clad legs taking him back to the stairs*..
[25-15:14] 8255c, Gabby : *grins* Well, by all means.. lead on, tiger..
[25-15:14] b5ce1, Satin: Hi*said softly*
[25-15:15] 39cf9, *Vikis : *firmly grabs her ass and heads to his hotel suite * mind if we go to my room?
[25-15:16] 8255c, Gabby : *purrs into his ear* Hmm.. not at all.
[25-15:17] 3189f, Victor Nash: Sorry for being so ''foward'' and what not, but it's rather boring around here, and good conversation is needed...Though I'll understand if I'm buttin' in on anything and you would prefer I go back to my beer alone *He smiles his best ''warm smile''*
[25-15:18] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Twists around sharply and pushes in through the back door, the evening chill lingering behind him and lapping at the heel of his boots. Casts a curt glance to Satin before raking a less amiable gaze across the other patrons.*
[25-15:18] 872c1, Theo Bach: ((~change icon~))
[25-15:18] 39cf9, *Vikis : *takes her ... and as he enters his room he walks over to the bed and sets her down so he can close the door and such*
[25-15:18] eaab5, *Morguline : *in time, he arrives at his door .. pushing it open, he kicks the half of the handle that had fallen into the hall straight across the room, right out the window - leaving the door ajar, he moves inside, looking for that replacement he got earlier today*..
[25-15:18] b5ce1, Satin: *shakes her head*No your ok..just abit edgy*smiles as warmly as she can*
[25-15:19] 8255c, Gabby : *pulls her coat off, tossing it towards a nearby chair.. the dress sleeves are non-existant, with only thin spaghetti straps holding it in place.. well, that and her cleaveage helps*
[25-15:19] 8255c, Gabby : ((my icon hates me))
[25-15:19] b5ce1, Satin: *doesnt notice Theo enter as is looking to the stranger who is trying to spark a conversation with her*
[25-15:20] 3189f, Victor Nash: It's good to be on your toes around here *He makes a motion to the seat across from her* Mind if I take a seat?
[25-15:20] 39cf9, *Vikis : *tosses off his coat as he looks over her body with a smile* damn your sexy * he begins to advance on her*
[25-15:20] b5ce1, Satin: (*forgot to say she has Theo's jacket on but it still drowns her she having to roll up the sleeves just to be able to see her hands*0
[25-15:21] b5ce1, Satin: *lightly shrugs to the man*free country*edges back in her seat so there will be a bigger gap betwen them she doesnt realise she is doing it but she is*
[25-15:22] 8255c, Gabby : *blah blah blah, something something, sex*
[25-15:22] 872c1, Theo Bach: *Starts toward Satin, unconcerned with Victor. Stands silently at her side and places a firm, tawny hand upon the young woman's shoulder.*
[25-15:23] 3189f, Victor Nash: *He takes a seat across from her* What brings you to this hotel anywa- *Blinks as he looks up at Theo, raising an eyebrow*
[25-15:23] b5ce1, Satin : (*had forgotten icon*)
[25-15:25] eaab5, *Morguline : *back over to the door, he begins to put the knew handles/lock in, a considerably easy task .. that soon done, he collects the remnants of the old one, and hurls it out the window as well - slams the door closed*..
[25-15:25] b5ce1, Satin : *she parted her lips about to respond to the man but she went stiff as she felt a hand on her shoulder..looking to who the hand belonged to then smiling brightly up at Theo tilting her head so her cheek lightly brushed his hand*hi Theo*notices the new coat but doesnt say anything yet*
[25-15:25] 39cf9, *Vikis : *yep yep sex*
[25-15:27] 872c1, Theo Bach: *Grazes the back of one rigid finger across the delicate line of Satin's jaw.* I hope I didn't interrupt anything of importance. *Turns his gaze from Satin to Victor, his irises cool and resolute.*
[25-15:27] 8255c, Gabby : *in the beginning, there was the Amarantus...and the mods said, "let there be sex." And there was. And it was good...*
[25-15:28] b5ce1, Satin : *would purr if she wasnt human instead smiles lightly..growing much more relaxed*No this is emm*thinks trying to remeber if he said his name*
[25-15:28] 3189f, Victor Nash : *Taps his forhead with the neck of the beer bottle in a wave/salute kinda thing, then takes a sip from it*
[25-15:28] eaab5, *Morguline : (Hahahaha!)
[25-15:29] 3189f, Victor Nash : Nash, Victor Nash *Smirk, sip*
[25-15:29] 8255c, Gabby : ((thank you, pres, I'm glad soemone appreciates my humor!))
[25-15:30] b5ce1, Satin : Emm yeah ..thats Victor Nash*spoken as if Theo didnt hear him*
[25-15:31] 872c1, Theo Bach: *Nods respectively toward Nash, his lips still locked in a rigid line between nose and chin.* And would Mr. Nash mind if I stole this little dandy from him?
[25-15:32] 3189f, Victor Nash : He does a smirk and nod thing (A ''Figures'' motion)* Not at all, enjoy your afternoon.
[25-15:32] b5ce1, Satin : *looks up to Theo as he speaks giggling a little at his words*im not a Dandy..*gives him a mocking stern looking look though has no idea what a dandy is*
[25-15:34] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Nods once more and lowers himself into the booth beside Satin, tapping her nose with a kiss.*
[25-15:36] eaab5, *Brimstone : *shifting straight to Lupus, all of his gear vanishing as he takes on the dire wolf form .. he pads over to his bed, leaping on - lowering himself to the hard-comfortable, blanket-covered mattress, his golden orbs drift close, catching a few hours of sleep*..
[25-15:36] 3189f, Victor Nash : *And as Theo sits down, Victor stands, one hand in his pocket. He offers a goodbye wave with his beer* See you 'round *And begins to walk off*
[25-15:36] b5ce1, Satin : *edges across the booth just a touch to give him a little more room..smiling so contently as he kisses her nose..turning herself more to the side to see him properly..but then looks to Victor*Emm bye...take care*kind of mumbled...is kind of trying to be nice and not so shy around everyone*
[25-15:39] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Wraps an arm protectively around Satin to prevent her from inching too far away.* Any updates about your drinking buddy?
[25-15:40] b5ce1, Satin : *raises a little brow as he wraps an arm around her preventing her from edging far..and instinctivly resting her head on his shoulder*nope*havnt seen him
[25-15:41] 3189f, Victor Nash : *Walks up the stairs, bringing his beer with him, gone*
[25-15:42] 872c1, Theo Bach : I could be your drinking buddy...*Smirks and allows the bristles of his gotee to tickle her brow lightly.*
[25-15:44] b5ce1, Satin : *giggles slightly at the feel of his gotee shifting her head away from it a little...looks up at him head still on his shoulder*only if your paying*yep is a cheaky little minx when she is confident enough*
[25-15:50] 8255c, Gabby : *afterwards.. curls up in his arms with a happy smile* So.. what did you say your name was?
[25-15:50] 872c1, Theo Bach : Oh I'm sure I can pay for them. *Brushes his lips across her cheek, slowly...teasing her supple flesh.*
[25-15:53] b5ce1, Satin : *she lifts her head slightly so his lips touch slightly firmer a deep smile tugging on her lip but not quiet fully emerging*really?...shifts abit in her seat as she wiggles his coat of her shoulders putting it on his knee before settling back on his shoulder looking up once again*thought you might want it back
[25-15:57] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Looks to his coat and then to her bare shoulders, the untainted, fresh skin glowing radiantly beneath the diffused lighting of the bar.* No. Keep it. The weather will only become more harsh.
[25-15:59] b5ce1, Satin : *raises a little brow to him*are you sure?*notices his eyes moving to her shoulders..her shiny brown hair up in a bunch apart from two strands dangling to the side of her face so nothing hides her delicate little shoulders*
[25-15:59] 10601, *Cyanide: *wrapped in an oversized jacket to protect him against the cold, he stepped into the lobby proper, then crossed the floor to the lounge, peering around to find a certain someone. And he knew where Theo usually was was in a booth somewhere. So that was the first place he looked*
[25-16:01] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Rests a hand on each of her shoulders, massaging the flesh covering her fragile bones.* Yes. I'm sure. *Lifts his head immediately to the door. Removes his hands from Satin and stands slowly.* Well look who it is. *Grins and stretches an arm out toward Cy.*
[25-16:03] 10601, *Cyanide: *he didn't move. And he certainly wasn't smiling. He wasn't stupid. Naive, but not stupid. Dark eyes were narrowed as he turned slightly, away from Theo* Don't leave your chick unattended. It's rude.
[25-16:04] b5ce1, Satin : *couldnt help but let her whole body relax at having all the tension massaged out leaning back against him..but offcourse he stood without warning and she just about toppled out of the booth with a startled look on her face as she looked up at him standing then peared round to Cyanide..had smiled warmly but that smile quickly faded as his words slipped out*im not his chick*kind of mummbled as yeah didnt like confronting situations*
[25-16:06] 872c1, Theo Bach : Cyanide. Please...I'm only looking after her. Turn around and look at her! *Snarling now...never raised his voice...but had never had a fight with Cy over a single woman before.*
[25-16:08] 10601, *Cyanide: Looking after her. Right. Like you look after me, hm? Promise love so freely? "I love you, Cyanide." That's what you always said. K'so. *shoving his hands deeper into his pockets, he turned on his heel to leave*
[25-16:08] b5ce1, Satin : *definatly didnt like that snarl and backed far into the booth with a little cowar..gaze lowerd to the ground..had never seen Theo like this and definatly had never been snarled at..yeah had assumed the snarling was directed at her
[25-16:11] b5ce1, Satin : (snarl being snarling)
[25-16:13] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Bounds forward and catches Cyanide by the shoulder. Whips him around and cups a firm hand around the boy's neck, forcing him to gaze directly into his primal glare.* Look at her! She is more innocent than you had ever been! I'm looking after her just like I had done for you! But I'm not going to corrupt her like what I did with you..."love" is not even a word where I come from...and I come to the city to find it...Do you think I would throw it away after all those centuries of searching?!! *Snarls, spiral
[25-16:14] 872c1, Theo Bach : horns almost visible between the planes, nestled midst the sable knotts coating his skull.*
[25-16:15] b5ce1, Satin : *just listens quietly..a little distressed at the fight she caused..has never caused a fight other than between her parents..curles her knees to her chest and hides her face on her knees..hoping all the hurt goes away as can almost feel the tension in the room*
[25-16:17] 10601, *Cyanide: You don't even KNOW what love is! So let me go so I can go home! If you really LOVED me, you would have called me when you promised. But you didn't. *he pulled himself away, forcefully slow, reaching up to rub his neck* Some god you are... Don't even take care of people who actually care. *he took off running then, so he simply wouldn't have to deal with it. If Theo wanted him, he'd call him*
[25-16:18] 10601, *Cyanide: ((*cause he has to go*))
[25-16:18] b5ce1, Satin : ((bye *wavies*)
[25-16:19] b5ce1, Satin : *doesnt look up but can hear the hurtfull words of Cyanide and pouts as it must feel horrible to hear the one you love say such things*
[25-16:20] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Curls his hands into tight, stark-white fists and leashes the anger, swallowing it, knowing it will only eat him away later.* Satin...*Looks over her huddled form and approaches slowly, as if approaching a wounded pup.*
[25-16:22] b5ce1, Satin : *looks up but only just*Im sorry*whimpers out the words biting back tears as she made Cyanide angry and well she can see the hemped up anger in Theo*
[25-16:23] 872c1, Theo Bach : He'll see things my way sooner or later...He knows the truth...*Knows it is all lies...but simply sits back down and coaxes the trembling lass into a more relaxed state against his chest.* shh
[25-16:27] b5ce1, Satin : *gets coaxed over but only couse she doesnt want to make him more angry or upset*you sure*voice quivery..one single tear spilling forth..she really doesnt like sudden changes in emotion..speacialy as she had never seen him like that before*
[25-16:28] 872c1, Theo Bach : Mhmm...*Presses a finger against the girl's lips and attempts a rueful smile.* It will all be okay...Don't cry, little one.
[25-16:30] b5ce1, Satin : *closes her lips as he stops her from saying anything more*just looks to him coverned and uncertain..that tear staining her rosy cheek*
[25-16:31] b5ce1, Satin : (concerned even)
[25-16:33] 872c1, Theo Bach : ...What is the use of trying...I can't keep you safe...That isn't my job...*Sighs and kisses the tear gingerly from her cheek.* Dear, I asked you a question a while ago...and I'll ask it again....what would you do if someone was pulling your hair hard? Trying to get you to do something?
[25-16:36] b5ce1, Satin : *looks more confused at his words than anything else..a timid smile creeping across her face as he kisses her cheek..but it changes as she looks as if she is thinking about the most hardest question in the entire existance of man kind..slowly parting her lips before looking up at him and speaking in a hushed tone*try and get there hands of..and....*bites at her lip abit before speaking again*scream for help?*gives him a questioning glance unsure if that was the right answere*
[25-16:37] 872c1, Theo Bach : *a hand creeps up from her neck to her skull and grips a fist ful of hair, pulling hard gradually.* No. Never scream.
[25-16:39] 7f12b, Marli Saittoku: ((test))
[25-16:40] b5ce1, Satin : *her gaze went wide as she felt his hand move to her hair..feeling the tension build as he pulls gradualy harder..tears forming as she is deeply confused now..her hands moving up to try and pry him off*why not...*voice a meer confused whimper*
[25-16:44] 872c1, Theo Bach : If you scream others will come to help you, and you'll be one more person they'll have to worry about during the fight, so they'll kill you...*His voice stern and cold. His other hand hesitates before wrapping around her slender throat.*
[25-16:45] 7f12b, Peanut: ((test))
[25-16:46] 7f12b, Peanut: ((test))
[25-16:46] b5ce1, Satin : But...*her fingers digging into his..growing very scared especialy as his other hand wrappes round her throat*Theo your scaring me..*voice shaky and very very uneasy..trying to back further into the booth to escape..fear starting to kick in specialy as she has never been in a situation like this*
[25-16:47] 7f12b, Marli: ((*peeks*))
[25-16:47] 8255c, Gabby : ((repost)) *afterwards.. curls up in his arms with a happy smile* So.. what did you say your name was?
[25-16:48] 872c1, Theo Bach : Don't be afraid...to hurt me, lass...*Begins to throttle her against the booth, secretly gleaning amusement at how wide her eyes can become.*
[25-16:50] b5ce1, Satin : *she does indeed struggle in his grasp coughing back struggled breaths as he throttles her...her hands moving to his chest to try and push him away before her delicate little hand moves up she is acting more on instinc than anything else...her hand collides with his face as hard as it possibly can..weezing out for him to stop..tears streaming down her scared face*
[25-16:52] 872c1, Theo Bach : *his head and hands snap back, a thin stream of blood seeping from one nostril. Grins and nods, cupping a hand around the bridge of his nose.* Very well, Satin...Don't be afraid to kick either..
[25-16:54] b5ce1, Satin : *the instant he lets her loose she backs far into the booth quivering and sobbing*Why...?*meaning why he did this to her the word is ofcourse spoken with fear and husky as she catches her breath back*
[25-16:56] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Reaches out toward her.* You'll thank me when you are attacked...you need to be able to defend yourself...
[25-16:58] b5ce1, Satin : you could have told*whimpers out the words trying to keep herself far from that hand really not trusting it..knowing now she cant trust anyone ever again..and he can probably tell this is what she is thinking from her look and body language*
[25-17:00] b5ce1, Satin : (told me*slaps self*)
[25-17:01] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Crawls toward her and drags her back into his arms, whispering soothing words of a foreign tongue into her ear, stroking the nape of her neck.*
[25-17:02] 8255c, Gabby : ((lol.. i didn't see the words part there.. I just saw "tongue into her ear" and was like.. WHAT THE HELL?))
[25-17:04] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((Oh you know it made you shiver!))
[25-17:04] 8255c, Gabby : ((well, yeah... naturally..))
[25-17:05] b5ce1, Satin : *begins to sob harder as he drags her into his arms struggling to get free before those words pass over her sences her struggling slowing before she relax's into his arms only tensing every now and then before she relaxs completly and tilts her head letting him stroke her neck with a little content look on her damp face from tears*(hmm..now there is an odd thought hehehe..ide have no idea how to react to that post hehehe))
[25-17:10] 872c1, Theo Bach : *Allows the young woman to ease slowly onto his lap, where he cradles her gently against him.* Angels do not cry...they blind others with their beauty...and beat the ever loving shit out of somebody with their dainty little trumpets.
[25-17:11] 8255c, Gabby : ((LOL))
[25-17:13] 872c1, Theo Bach : ((...naughty wench...))
[25-17:14] b5ce1, Satin : *cuddles as close to him as she possibly can..hapilly nestled on his lap trying to get every inch of her much small frame to touch his..she acts as if someone else tried to hurt her and he came to the rescue..her much calmer eyes looking up at him*im not an angel..(hey im no wench..only on the weekedns*nods*ohh wait it is...molests Theo and Gabby*)
[25-17:18] 872c1, Theo Bach : Yes, I know...but you are far more beautiful than any of the angels I know...*Chuckles at her behavior.*
[25-17:19] 8255c, Gabby : ((*enjoys it*))
[25-17:19] 8255c, Gabby : ((*slinks off into another char to wait and see if joey comes back...*))
[25-17:19] b5ce1, Satin : *ohh that brought on a shy blush to her cheeks*And how many angels do you know?*voice soft as well angels dont exist so he cant know any*
[25-17:20] b5ce1, Satin : (*knew gabby would..wink*)
[25-17:20] 39cf9, *Vikis : (( Is finally back))
[25-17:20] 23560, Chekehm: ((*ponders icness*))
[25-17:20] 8255c, Gabby : ((hmm.. Sean Connery. DragonHeart.. "And how many dragons do you know?))
[25-17:21] 39cf9, *Vikis : *puts his arms around her* if i told you it wouldent be as fun
[25-17:22] 8255c, Gabby : *soft laugh, nestles into his chest* Hmm.. but I need to be able to call you something.. besides, if I never know your name, I'll feel cheep.
[25-17:23] 6a74c, http://images.projectjj.com/gfx/03.jpg: ((ah,we meet again trebek))
[25-17:23] 6a74c, Schurke: ((oops..))
[25-17:24] 39cf9, *Vikis : its vikis*said with a purr*
[25-17:25] 872c1, Theo Bach : Many. They are scattered across the city, they inhabit the dullest of neighborhoods. They do not have wings...or flowing gowns...but they have their missions.
[25-17:25] 8255c, Gabby : Vikis... *smiles* I like it... I'm Gabriella... Gabby.
[25-17:26] b5ce1, Satin : *looks up abit surprised*you mean the hookers?
[25-17:27] 872c1, Theo Bach : Some are hookers yes...Escorts...*Chuckles and holds her close.*
[25-17:27] 39cf9, *Vikis : well im VERY glad i got to meet you gabby* licking her cheak*
[25-17:28] 8255c, Gabby : *soft purr* Me too.. *glances up into his eyes*
[25-17:29] 39cf9, *Vikis : *he pulls the cover up over the both of them, concealing the bodys in the soft silky blankets*
[25-17:30] b5ce1, Satin : *blinks couse yeah he just compared her to a hooker*but I dont stand on street corners..or do what ever those girls do*yeah is innocent doesnt know what they do..has only heard others call the pritty girls that*
[25-17:31] b5ce1, Satin : *is offcourse still quiet hapilly hugging him..but has her head on his chest and looking up at him abit awquardly*
[25-17:31] 6a74c, Schurke: ((could everyone take a few moments to check the MB,under roleplay questions and such?thanks.*lurks.*))
[25-17:33] 872c1, Theo Bach : ....You're just pretty...*Plants a gentle kiss to her brow.* But I must go..
[25-17:34] 8255c, Gabby : *little giggle* So... I, um.. I normally don't go this fast...
[25-17:34] b5ce1, Satin : *smiles at his words then almost whimpers*do you have to?
[25-17:35] 39cf9, *Vikis : *runs his giant hands through her hair* well not much you can do when you get *ahem* excited eh?
[25-17:35] 872c1, Theo Bach : Yes. I'm very sorry. Buisness orders. *Slips from the booth and drags his hands through his hair.*
[25-17:36] 8255c, Gabby : *light blush, leaning into the touch* I just.. don't want you to think I'm easy..
[25-17:37] b5ce1, Satin : *looks to him as he stands looking so alone and pathetic*ok..tell Cyanide im sorry..
[25-17:37] 39cf9, *Vikis : i wont think your easy, and if you want i wont tell a soul *smiles cuase i bet at least one sprit wandered into there little funtime*
[25-17:38] 872c1, Theo Bach : I will...Thank you...*Disappars our the back door into the alley*(gone)
[25-17:38] 8255c, Gabby : *small smile* I wasn't worried about people knowing..
[25-17:39] b5ce1, Satin : *stands nervously and darts to her room before anyone can enter the bar*
[25-17:39] 39cf9, *Vikis : oh ok
[25-17:41] 8255c, Gabby : And I... *little nervous grin* I don't want this to be a one time thing.. you're too good to let go of..
[25-17:43] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: (test)
[25-17:45] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She enters the area wearing a short leather dress laced with chains and belts, her hair is an amethyst color and her eyes are a glittering and captivating crimson. Her leather boot heals click against the floor causing for a continuous beat that coensides with the sound of her tongue ring clicking against her teeth. She makes her way slowly to the bar with a cat-like grace. Her form is human for the time being.-
[25-17:46] 59e5d, *Vikis : how do you know? *pressing his nekid body up against hers* i could be a psyco killer and you would not know
[25-17:46] 8255c, Gabby : I'd be able to tell.. *slight shrug* The taint would be terrible...
[25-17:48] 59e5d, *Vikis : (( MOLESTS KATRICE'S TARD mmmmm )) *laughs* i guess so* feels the warmth of her body glad its not a cold from hes pressing against* why do you say im to good to let go?
[25-17:49] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Once she reaches the bar she smiles and nods to roger as he scurries off to get her wine. She laughs as he tells her one of his famous jokes. Her laugh is intoxicating and seductive. She jumps up in her seat with grace and crosses her long legs.-
[25-17:50] 8255c, Gabby : *blushes a little all over* Oh..just a theory...
[25-17:50] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: (Haha ..-touches vikis with naughty intentions licking her lips.- Wow..I have entirely too much time on my hands.-
[25-17:51] 23560, Keim: ((test))
[25-17:52] 6a74c, Schurke: ((test))
[25-17:52] 59e5d, *Vikis : i see, well lets hope it holds true*kisses her gently on the lips* shall we stay here for now? or shall we make a apperence? ((yummmm))
[25-17:53] 6a74c, Schurke : *he was hanging around in one of the lower branches of a tree,the usual tree he and his gang usually hung out around.he was busy drawing in his notebook,using a charcoal stick.*
[25-17:53] 8255c, Gabby : Well, I am a little hungry.. I guess we worked up my appetite..
[25-17:54] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She sighs as she sits alone at the bar, but she perks up as her drink arrives and she takes a test sip before paying rodger with a rather large tip she gives him a devilish grin.- Thanks doll..-Her tone low and calm soothing to all ears within miles of her.-
[25-17:56] 23560, Keim : *he moves slowly along the path twords the usual hangout, hating the park... His shades covering his eyes, A thick leather coat wrapped around his body, cigg sticking outu of his mouth as he adjusts one of his spiked rings, eyes falling on schurke* still scetching in that piece of shit? c'mon man... give the drawings a rest for once....
[25-17:56] 8255c, Gabby : ((Keim, you gotta upload the pictura to http://image.projectjj.com coz geocities doesn't allow hotlinking))
[25-17:57] 59e5d, *Vikis : *nods and kises her again* ok lets get something to eat* he tosses off the blankets exposeing both there bodys to the hot air of the room he then stands up and looks down at her* should we get dressed? *said with a smirk*
[25-17:58] 8255c, Gabby : *perfectly feline stretch* Oh, probably a good idea.. not that I'd mind if we didn't.. but I doubt management wold care much for it
[25-17:58] 6a74c, Schurke : heh..can't help it.*he shrugged some,shutting the notebook.he had finished drawing the thirteenth rune anyways,so it didn't really matter much to him.*hows it hangin' keim?
[25-17:58] 23560, Keim : ((ahh, thankee))
[25-17:59] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She continues to click the metal ball of her tongue ring against her teeth while she taps her long black fingernails against the bar top just awaiting something to do.-
[25-18:00] 59e5d, *Vikis : heh good point* smiles and slips onhis boxers and then baggy kaki pants*
[25-18:00] 8255c, Gabby : *pulls her dress over her head and slips her feet into the shoes, buckling the 3-inch heeled mary janes around her ankles, forgoing the nylons for now*
[25-18:01] 59e5d, *Vikis : *tossing his coat on leaving off a shirt he makes for the door* wanna ride on my shoulders or wanna walk?
[25-18:02] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Music runs through her head and she begins to do the clicking and tapping to the beat of some metal music she recently heard. Roger giving her that 'shhh
[25-18:02] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: ' look she quits and laughs cutely.-
[25-18:02] 23560, Keim : *moves up to the tree, reaching a hand into his pocket he extracts a switchblade, flicking the button on it the blade slides out and locks into place he stabbing it into the tree, leaning against it a moment, a heavy sigh let out as he inhales on his cigg* fucking hell, i'm bored
[25-18:02] 8255c, Gabby : Well, as weak as you make my knees.. *slight smirk* I think I can walk.. *shoves the nylons in her purse and grabs her coat*
[25-18:04] 6a74c, Schurke : yeah.the others ain't around,either.*begins to idly scratch a small pattern into the branch he's on,using his fingernails, which have been sharpened to a point.*
[25-18:04] 59e5d, *Vikis : *laughs* fine * opens the door and slides out into the hallway waiting for her*
[25-18:05] 8255c, Gabby : *steps out, running a brush through her thouroughly mussed hair*
[25-18:05] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Her cell phone rings and she looks at it then with a careless attitude she shuts it off and mumbles to roger.- Heh..they keep coming back..
[25-18:06] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She sips her red wine and dangles her feet. Setting down the drink for a moment she streaches her arms and looks around then back to roger.- So where are all the men at around here?
[25-18:07] 23560, Keim : *he takes one final drag off the cigg, before flicking it off to the side, a loud yawn let out as he leans against the tree* we need to find a new hangout.... i hate this fucking place.... *he sneers, motioning over to a nearby tree, a squirrel up on the branch* too goddamned serene
[25-18:08] 59e5d, *Vikis : so what you gonna have? * pulls out his walet to look at the money* i can pay for anything you want
[25-18:09] 6a74c, Schurke : well,dude, if you find a better place tell me.*he stood up slowly on the branch,peering around at the paths,keeping his eyes out for the rest of his gang..*
[25-18:09] 8255c, *Bianca : *strides through the park, her trim and tailored black suit making her hard to notice in the shadows of night. Her long black trench coat rustles only slightly as she moves, and is really the only indication that she's near*
[25-18:09] 8255c, Gabby: *assuming they get downstairs alright...* Oh, tequila.. if that's ok...
[25-18:10] 59e5d, *Joe : *slips out from behind the tree his eyes closed and looking right at keim he speeks* yes well were gonn have to deal with it for now* looks right at him his own face blank*
[25-18:10] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Roger replies something about a couple getting a suite not long ago and one man leaving, he tells her to go to the park and check there or something.- Nah...I better just wait her to catch me one -She laughs referring to men as fish.- I have been slacking off lately. I need one I swear! -She gets a frustraited look on her face and sets her head down on the bar.-
[25-18:11] 59e5d, *Joe : (( bah color))
[25-18:11] 6a74c, Schurke : joe..dude,you have got to stop sneaking aorund like that.*said as he jumps down off the branch,landing on the ground below,perfectly on his feet.*
[25-18:11] 59e5d, *Vikis: sure , wanna get somthing at the bar or eat in the resturant? * he turns and heads for the resturant anyways*
[25-18:12] 8255c, Gabby: Well, restaurant I guess.. *following behind him*
[25-18:12] 23560, Keim : *he nearly jumps, hand reaching over and snatching the switchblade from the tree he has it to joe's neck in a flash, snarling he pushes the guy* i told you to stop fucking doing that, asshole... *eyes narrowed slightly as he flicks the switch, blade sliding back into the hilt*
[25-18:13] 8255c, *Bianca : *hears people ahead, and can tell somehow that they're mortal.. she smiles to herself and quietly continues walking their way, pulling off her coat despite the cold..not that she can feel it anyway*
[25-18:13] 59e5d, *Vikis : *gets in the sits down and looks over the menu already knowing what he will have* ill wait for you gabby* is damn polite*
[25-18:13] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -leaning up she sighs and grabs her trench coat finishing off her wine and handing the glass back to roger.- Thanks man I guess I will make my way to the park or something.-
[25-18:14] 6a74c, Schurke : *snickers,kneeling down by the roots of the tree.he moves aside some branches and such which consealed a small hole,and removed a three foot long chain from inside.he quickly kicked the branches back over the hole,and coils some of the chain around his right hand.and then uncoiling it..just all bored like.*
[25-18:14] 59e5d, *Joe : i cant help it if you 2 are def and cant hear if some one is comming up behind you * smiles and opens his eyes, ther deep green seems to peirce into there very hearts*
[25-18:14] 8255c, Gabby : *sits, glances over the menu* Oh.. um... I'll try the mushroom ravioli, I think..
[25-18:15] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -The sound of her long leather boots that reach to about her knees can be heard as she walks away, her tongue ring still clicking from sheer bordem. She opens the door and makes her way to the park the cool air attacking her revealed skin.-
[25-18:16] 8255c, *Bianca : *how ironic that Joe should say that because just at that moment, she stops right behind the group and quietly pulls out a cigarette... the first sound they'll hear is the shink of the lighter being sparked to start the smoke*
[25-18:16] 59e5d, *Vikis : spegittie, with chicken in it and um *pauses for a second and smiles wide* rum
[25-18:16] 8255c, Gabby : *grins* Tequila, as I've said...
[25-18:17] 8255c, Gabby : ((spell it with me.. S P A G H E T T I
[25-18:17] 6a74c, Schurke : you two crack me up.*he keeps about a half foot of the chain wrapped around his hand and wrist,and he begins flicking it forward and back,like a whip. he was bored out of his mind and..he blinked hearing a sound,and turned about to eye bianca,snickering.*watcha want,baby?
[25-18:17] 8255c, Gabby : ((i think..))
[25-18:17] 59e5d, *Vikis : (( P A S G E T T I ))
[25-18:17] 23560, Keim : *he spits off to the side* fucking pansy, real men don't need to sneak up.... *he pockets his knife and reaches into his coat pocket, removing a spiked pair of brass knuckles he slides his fingers into it and clenches his fist**he spins around and snarls* who the fuck are you?
[25-18:18] 8255c, *Bianca : *raises an eyebrow at the 'baby' because she's old enough to... well.. she's just damn old...* Who said I wanted anything? *her accent is Italian.. she takes a drag from the cigarette*
[25-18:18] 59e5d, *Vikis : * as the waitress moves away with there orders he begins to ask qusetiong* so why are you here again?
[25-18:18] 8255c, Gabby : I've made some mistakes.. I'm trying to start over here..
[25-18:18] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Once she reaches the parks she makes her way astray from the path until she hears a few murmers of male voices and chestire grin slips onto her beautifully thick maroon lips as she stops clicking her tongue ring and walks a bit slower stopping the outloud beat of her boots.-
[25-18:19] 6a74c, Schurke : mind your manners,keim.*he snickers, sarcasm almost oozing right from his mouth.*because if you didn't you wouldn't have stopped.*the second part to bianca,of course..*
[25-18:19] 23560, Keim : *he moves twords the woman, frowning deeply he runs a hand through his hair and then sneers at Schurke's comment, fist holding the brass knuckles tightly*
[25-18:20] 8255c, *Bianca : Yes.. manners.. so little of that these days... *raises a brow* I stopped because you're blocking the path... *she glances at Keim* And I'd appreciate it if you'd remove yourselves from my way...
[25-18:20] 59e5d, *Joe : *just stands there wathing , his own hand in his spiked leather jacket, firmly holding onto his machetti ready to do anything if she puills any tricks, not to mention he has his own trick he could use on her*
[25-18:20] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She brushes some of her amethyst hair down into her crimson eyes which have locked on the group standing next to the tree. She makes her way there slowly her step has lost some grace for the glass of wine she has had.-
[25-18:21] 59e5d, *Vikis : what kind ? *leaning in semi intrested*
[25-18:21] 6a74c, Schurke : find a different path,bitch.or else i'll hog tie ya.*grins,would do just that.the length of chain was held tightly,and he was ready to strike at her;he had used the chain as a whip before,hell he's even quite proficient in fighting with it.*
[25-18:21] 8255c, Gabby : Of mistakes? *shrugs* Well, I'm sure you don't want to hear all about how I've fucked up...
[25-18:22] 71cfd, *Sonny: *she stands out the front of the hotel,her arms crossed infront of her as she gazes off in the direction of the park,her usual mean little pout playing on her lips..mean yet deceptively cute*
[25-18:22] 71cfd, *Sonny : *she stands out the front of the hotel,her arms crossed infront of her as she gazes off in the direction of the park,her usual mean little pout playing on her lips..mean yet deceptively cute*
[25-18:23] 8255c, *Bianca : *raises an eyebrow, meeting his eyes.. she seems amused at the idea. <Dominate: Command>* I suggest you move.
[25-18:23] 71cfd, *Sonny : *she stands out the front of the hotel,her arms crossed infront of her as she gazes off in the direction of the park,her usual mean little pout playing on her lips..mean yet deceptively cute*
[25-18:23] 59e5d, *Joe : shut the hell up you two, she is *ahem* vamp *his eyes clased again reading her aura like a book*
[25-18:24] 23560, Keim : *he speaks to the two in a thick german tone, smiling at both of his compatriots*-what the fuck we gunna do with this bitch?- *his hand still clenching the knuckles tightly, looking to joe* -you sure you undead piece of shit?-
[25-18:24] 59e5d, *Vikis : oh i do , cause well iv fucked up also * shurgs* that why you dont see me with anyone
[25-18:25] 6a74c, Schurke : how about..not?*he stared right back into her eyes. she'd note his eyes went from a hazelnut color to an obsidian black.he might be human,but their was one or two other things about him,that weren't so..well,normal.*
[25-18:25] 8255c, Gabby : *small smile* Well.. *glances around to ensure that nobody is listening* I was a spy for our kind.. at Pentex corporate.
[25-18:25] 71cfd, *Sonny : *she tilts her head a little to the side as she contemplates a walk in the park..but maybe not*
[25-18:26] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -Her gothic appeal has somewhat of an affect on most people either good or bad she didn't care she knew she would be recived by the group. She finally reaches the group saying nothing at first her soothing and content voice not needed to interfer with the confrontation going on currently. She just taps her heal and adjust her leather dress a bit taking out a cig and looking for a lighter.-
[25-18:26] 59e5d, *Joe : im not fucking undead and YES i do know you blind fuck *mumbles under his breath as his eyes still closed look right at bianca*
[25-18:26] 8255c, *Bianca : *just blinks a few times, mildly surprised at his ability to resist.. but she stands her ground, glancing at Joe from the corner of her eye* What are you talking about, boy... vamp?
[25-18:27] 59e5d, *Vikis : oh? *smiles and is really getting interested* tell me about it
[25-18:28] 8255c, Gabby : Well, there's not much to tell.. I'd use my position to get information and we'd use it against them....
[25-18:28] 6a74c, Schurke : can't stand to look me in the eyes,baby?*he quickly snapped the chain right at her.it would stop right before hitting her face,wether or not she moved;he was attempting to intimidate her,or piss her off.*
[25-18:28] 8255c, Gabby : One of the men I worked with... he had very little taint.. probably had no idea about pentex...
[25-18:29] 71cfd, *Sonny : *off in the distance she can hear the faint bickering of Bianca ect,so with a shrug heads on into the hotel instead*
[25-18:29] 59e5d, *Joe : you know what im talking about* his still closed*
[25-18:30] 23560, Keim : *he steps out of her way, looking confused a moment he snarls and speaks again in german*-what the fuck is the plan, schurke?- *he clenching the knuckles abit more loose than before.... still confused abit* shut the hell up joe, with all the fucking makeup you wear who would know... *sneers, grumbling* pansy
[25-18:30] 8255c, *Bianca : *doesn't move an inch at all* I would appreciate two things.. first, if you stop calling me 'baby,' and second if you will remove yourself from the path I am trying to walk.... *shrugs lightly, leaving it up to them, not really caring to make a breach of the masquerade right now.. she speaks to joe, but focuses still on the one in front of her* Do I? I think you have.. mental problems....
[25-18:31] 8255c, *Bianca : *wishes for the first time in a while that she'd taken the time to learn German.. but oh well..*
[25-18:31] 6a74c, Schurke : erhalten Sie gehend, bis Sie sind, aus Auge Anblick heraus dann herum schleichen und sie von hinten erhalten.*in german.words where to keim.*
[25-18:32] 71cfd, *Sonny : *she makes her way through the lobby,both her hands tucked into her jacket pockets and heads into the lounge*
[25-18:32] 8255c, Gabby : I fell for him.. hard.. I had no idea what I was doing, and the spiral dancers found out about what I'd been doing... they got to him, and told him I was a spy, that I was using him.. he turned.
[25-18:33] 23560, Keim : *he nods twords Schurke* ja..... *moves back abit, then slowly turns around and starts walking away, into a nearby clearing* shit... fuck this.....
[25-18:33] 59e5d, *Joe : and i think you ned to stop playing dumb, i can see your aura and how to read it *is calm hand still on his machetti* shut up keim, dont make me fuck with your mind
[25-18:33] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She searches her coat for a lighter before shrugging and throwing down the useless coat. She looks up to the group of men she stands by and gives of a devilish smile that is her trademark and her voice carries out to them as she looks mainly at keim his sent telling her he smokes.- Hey wait ..uh you ..do you have a lighter?
[25-18:34] 6a74c, Schurke : verfluchter Feigling.*said,just to add realism to the whole plan he has...translated,he had said 'damn coward'. 'course he didn't mean it,keim was probably hte bravest of them all.*
[25-18:34] 59e5d, *Vikis : im sorry to hear that* shurgs sorta, story takeing him out of his tracne as the food arrives*
[25-18:34] 8255c, *Bianca : Aura..? *playing dumb, of course, to keep the traditions of the sect* That's an awful big knife...
[25-18:35] 71cfd, *Sonny: *she enters the empty lounge*fucking dead*with a sigh she takes a seat at the bar* Roger..* she simply nods knowing that Rog will bring her her usual*
[25-18:35] 23560, Keim : *once he reaches the clearing his form seems to disapear into the trees*
[25-18:35] 8255c, Gabby : Yeah.. *soft sigh* So was I... a week later, he tried to kill me.
[25-18:36] 59e5d, *Joe : i hate it when people play dumb *smiles* yes it is
[25-18:37] 6a74c, Schurke : listen here,Dirne.you either get going,or Joe's gonna cut up that pretty face of yours.*again he snapped the whip like chain at her.this time if she didn't move,she'd get it right across the cheeck;and yes,it's going to hurt badly! *
[25-18:37] 8255c, *Bianca : *attempts to step around Schurke, growing tired of this little game..*
[25-18:37] 8255c, *Bianca : ((nm that one..))
[25-18:38] 59e5d, *Vikis : you killed him is presume * takes up his form and eats a little chunk of chicken*
[25-18:38] 71cfd, *Sonny: *she slides $10 across the bar to Roger as he returns with her beer*ta..*wonders if anyone will come along to relieve her boredom*
[25-18:38] 8255c, *Bianca : *raises an eyebrow* I don't take kindly to threats.. for all you know, I could be, uh.. what is that phrase.. packing heat...
[25-18:38] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She shrugs as her eyes widen and she looks off into the distance then back to joe and schurke along with bianca. She mumbles to herself.- Shit..-sighing she looks at them and keeps her silence while they talked keeping the upmost respect not wanting to turn in demon form if she were to have to get in a fight.-
[25-18:38] 8255c, Gabby : *softly* I had to... *pushes her ravioli around with a fork* It was him or us..
[25-18:39] 8255c, Gabby : *of course had dodged the chain whip, stepping slightly to the side to avoid being hit*
[25-18:39] 8255c, *Bianca : *of course had dodged the chain whip, stepping slightly to the side to avoid being hit*
[25-18:40] 23560, Keim : *he is behind bianca in the next moment, hand wrapped around her waist, he pressing her against him, holding her with the arm that has the brass knuckles, a switchblade pressed against her neck roughly* move and you dead, bitch.....*circled around and snuck up behind her when she was distracted with Joe and Schuke*
[25-18:41] 71cfd, *Sonny: oh well*she finishes her beer before slipping down from her seat,mumbles to herself* guess not*and heads for the exit*((bbl))
[25-18:41] 6a74c, Schurke : good one keim.*he moved forward,driving his foot towards her gut,to try and wind her.given she's being held by keim,she probably wouldn't be able to dodge.*
[25-18:41] 8255c, *Bianca : *jumps a little, dropping the coat she'd been carrying, had not been expecting that, no sir...*
[25-18:42] 8255c, *Bianca : *gets kicked, but is resilient enough not to be effected much..that and winding a vampire doesn't generally work as they don't breath..*
[25-18:43] 59e5d, *Vikis : im sorry * forwns as he eats on his sgetti*
[25-18:43] 8255c, *Bianca : *skin is cold, and she has no fucking pulse.*
[25-18:44] 8255c, Gabby : So was I... *is glad he didn't pick up her 'us' instead of 'me'*
[25-18:44] 6a74c, Schurke : pfft..keep a good hold on her.*he walked forward,well aware that she could kick him..but he's ready for that..and he begins to try and tie her up with the chains.*
[25-18:44] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -Her eyes widen as she laughs a bit at the dark and wrong acts. She is entirely too entertained by it. She just holds a cig in her mouth unlit. She moves in a bit closer now standing next to joe watching them without bringing her crimson eyes off the troubled woman.-
[25-18:44] 23560, Keim : *he grins and speaks to Schurke*-shes dead alright... christ.... way to pick em dumbass-*he holds her roughly, knife still pressed to her neck, threatening to slit her throat*
[25-18:45] 59e5d, *Joe : i TOLD YOU TWO she was vamp, but n never listen to me EVER * is getting pissed off*
[25-18:46] 6a74c, Schurke : hey,joe did say it.pay attention to him next time.*said as he begins to wrap and tie the chains around her legs to stop her from moving much.or kicking.*
[25-18:47] 8255c, *Bianca : *doesn't seem too concerned with the situation.. but self-preservation is beginning to overrule her concern with the traditions of masquerade*
[25-18:47] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She clears her throat and speaks up a bit shrugging prepared for a fight if they were to turn on her. So she says with a evil grin.- Poor thing..-she shakes her head. She knows joe hears her and cares not.-
[25-18:48] 6a74c, Schurke : *once he's done tying her up,he grins,placing his hands on either side of her cheecks.he thinks to one of his spells..'course the other two know he's got these little 'tricks' so they shouldn't eb surprised..and he uses blind on her.*
[25-18:48] 8255c, Gabby : *tries her ravioli, finding it wonderfully delicious...* I found out a week later that I was pregnant
[25-18:49] 59e5d, *Joe : *turns to look at Katrice then back at the other two*
[25-18:49] 23560, Keim : *he grins some and whispers into her ear* don't worry.... unlike my friends here, i'm not totally insane..... *He looks over to joe and schurke, raising a brow, he holding the girl for schurke now, though doesn't see the need to be too forcefull* wheres everbody man, jesus pick a great fucking time to be late.....
[25-18:50] 8255c, *Bianca : *well gosh darn it damn it all to hell, she can't see any more.. she growls slightly, but with Awareness 3, can operate reasonably efficiently without sight*
[25-18:51] 6a74c, Schurke : keim..back up,eh?*he grins and snickers.*
[25-18:51] 59e5d, *Vikis : ... oh *wansent ready for that his eyes dart to her watching her closely now*
[25-18:51] 6a74c, Schurke : ((*shoots the *))
[25-18:51] 8255c, *Bianca : *makes a massive social challenge and attempts to Entrance everyone there*
[25-18:52] 8255c, Gabby : Yeah.. *notices his surprise* Sorry.. I can stop now...
[25-18:53] 23560, Keim : *he lets her go and takes a few steps back, looking over to katrice he smiles abit, nodding over to Schurke*-my, the women you meet in the park- *he smirks at katrice, licking his lips abit* you mean the girl?
[25-18:53] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -ponders helping the girl just to defy those that attack her , horns poking from her head as she dies to change forms. Her thoughts.. 'three against one succubis..hmm hm hmm It would be fun wouldn't it.' She makes no attempt to mask her thoughts.-
[25-18:54] 59e5d, *Joe : *if her entracne spell requrse any contact with the eyes it fails and his mental ablities are very high, his mind is very well protected*
[25-18:54] 8255c, *Bianca : *nope nope nope, no eye contact, because it's a Presence discipline!*
[25-18:55] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : Indeed they're odd aren't they.. -she grins and laughs a bit.- It was you I wanted. -she turns crimson eyes to keim.- I've needed a lighter for some time now..might you have one?
[25-18:58] 23560, Keim : look here, *he looks her over visibly, having totally forgot about bianca and the group.... he taking a step closer to her, digging a hand into his pocket he takes out a lighter... looking back to Schuke* hey man, i got buidness.... have fun with the girl *almost distractadly said*
[25-18:58] 59e5d, *Joe : *he resists the effect with ease* sorry your tricks dont work on me
[25-18:59] 6a74c, Schurke : *well,given his high willpower,and the fact he is intuned to the darkness/shadow element,the discipline mostly doesn't effect him.it's these little oddities about him that amkes him the leader!*you're lucky,bitch.i'ma let you go,but if i see you again you're gonna get a beating.*he reaches out,and quickly undoes the knots he made.they where weak,and easy to undo.and once he did,he almost jumped backwards,more or less dodging any type of kick she might attempt..and yeah,she's still blind..so yeah..*
[25-19:00] 8255c, *Bianca : *keeps an "ear" on the group, tracking their movements around her by listening as best she can, making the effort not to speak or make any noise of her own.. steps forward a little, and sighs, burning blood and willpower to reverse the effects of the spell.. ultra-fast healing powers of doom!*
[25-19:00] 8255c, Gabby : *watching him carefully as she continues* I couldn't go through with it... I had to leave town afterwards.
[25-19:01] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She reaches out for the lighter in keims hand, looking into his eyes still as her hair falls in her face. She feels the danger leave somewhat and her urge to change forms settles down. She steps closer to keim keeping her composure as if she weren't intimidated by him at all.-
[25-19:02] 59e5d, *Vikis : hmmm well , im sorry * his effect was a little worse* well at least your alive now right?
[25-19:02] 6a74c, Schurke : *uses shadow catch . a spike forms in his hand and flies forward,more then likely passing right thruogh bianca,and hitting her shadow.she'd find herself stuck to the spot until the spike was removed from her shadow,or until her shadow was moved by some means.*
[25-19:02] 8255c, Gabby : *nods slightly, picking at her meal and sipping her tequila*
[25-19:03] 59e5d, *Vikis : i killed off my pride *saids simply*
[25-19:03] 8255c, Gabby : Oh.. *just looks at him for a moment before finishing her drink*
[25-19:05] 23560, Keim: *he takes a step twords her, flicking the button on his switchblade the blade slides into the hilt of the knife, he pockets it, likewise taking off the knuckles* mmm whats your name, kitten?
[25-19:05] 8255c, *Bianca : *just kind of laughs because it's dark out and her shadow isn't there. She picks up her coat and glances around the group* Impressive.. for mortals...
[25-19:06] 6a74c, Schurke : *well..damn..*who said we're mortals?we whipped your undead ass.
[25-19:06] 59e5d, *Joe : you havent seen what i can do but i do not wush to use it here ... yet *said with arrogence in his voice and a smirk on his face*
[25-19:06] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She grasps the lighter in her hand laid over his for a mere moment as she then pulls the lighter from his hands and brings it to the cig. in her thick maroon lips and lights the lighter drawing in a deep breath of smoke and letting it out then taking the cigarette from her mouth she lets it hang between her fingers.- Katrice
[25-19:07] 8255c, *Bianca : What you've done, I've allowed to happen. You could very easily be dead with a whispered word from my lips.. *starts to walk away*
[25-19:08] 6a74c, Schurke : i'd like to see you try*again,with the snickering.he turned about and hurled the chain upwards,wrapping it around a branch.holding onto both ends,he climbed up along the chain,just as one would use a rope,and sits in the tree.*
[25-19:09] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : She's an idiot..-Her eyes divert to dianca as she considers killing the woman for such an arogant remark after her life was in such danger.-
[25-19:09] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : (bianca)
[25-19:09] 23560, Keim: *he wraps an arm around her waist, he whispering something in german into her ear, most likely something totally indecent, looking over to joe he speaks* ey joe, whats this kitten? dead o alive?
[25-19:09] 8255c, *Bianca : *ignores this apparent begging for trouble, continuing to walk away because hell if she's wasting her power on insignicants*
[25-19:10] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -Her eyes widen as he ask that question and her begging eyes ask joe not to tell she is a demon.-
[25-19:11] 6a74c, Schurke : ein was für grosses Ego* translated:whata big ego.he sat up their in the tree,pulling up the chain and thinking of following after her..but he decides not to push his luck.*
[25-19:11] 59e5d, *Joe : *turns and looks at katrice with closed eyes* * he mind speeks to her * ~you owe me~ * turns back to Keim* she is mortal
[25-19:12] 8255c, *Bianca : *thinks to herself that they would make a good herd, once their insolence and arrogance were reigned in... she disappears into the night*
[25-19:12] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She laughs seductively setting hand on the mans cheast as he graps her waist. Her mind now at ease as joe replies to keim. She looks to joe and smiles. ~thank you, I won't hurt him.~-
[25-19:12] 23560, Keim: really? *he grins some, pushing her up against him some more he leans down and licks over her cheek* kat...... whats your favorite thing to do with yer spare time?
[25-19:12] 59e5d, *Vikis : well yea, i havent talked aboutit but yes i killed of my pride, and now im alone *is finished eating*
[25-19:13] 8255c, *Bianca : *and honestly, with path of flames, she really could kill someone with a whispered word..*
[25-19:13] 8255c, *Bianca : ~GONE~
[25-19:13] 8255c, Gabby : *eyes soften* What happened?
[25-19:13] 59e5d, *Joe : (( and a touch ))
[25-19:14] 8255c, Gabby : ((well, i was thinking more firebolt than hand of flames... but true...)) *sips her drink, focusing on her company*
[25-19:15] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She grins and bites his neck not very gently either, letting him know she is a bit dominent. She runs her hands down his side and speaks in her soothing voice.- Drink, cause pain, and of course have lots of 'fun' heh..
[25-19:16] 59e5d, *Vikis : they were tainted in my eyes, and unloyal so i rip each ones head off and set them on pikes to show there vileness
[25-19:16] 6a74c, Schurke : *looks toward keim and notes the girl he's with..decides to just leave the dude alone,he finds his notebook in the tree,along with the charcoal pen. he opens up to a page and begins to draw some nordic runes,something he has an unhealthy obsession about..*
[25-19:17] 8255c, Gabby : *doesn't really say anything to that, because she has a good deal of wyrm taint*
[25-19:17] 6a74c, Schurke : so joe,where were ya?*asks while he draws.**
[25-19:18] 23560, Keim: *he grins as she bites him, hand trailing down he gives her bum a not so gentle pinch* my kind of woman... howza bout we go have some fun then, eh kat? *he grins some at her, chuckling lowly*either that or we can get wasted and THEN go have some fun....
[25-19:19] 59e5d, *Joe : well*turns and walks over to the tree and climbs up the chain also sitting on a branch higher than his* i was scouting , and checking out how the twisted reality is like here, and its not fun *is immune to any fear effects cause of what he has*
[25-19:20] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She bites her lower lip as he pinches her butt and smiles, she likes a man who can be rough with her. She licks her lips at the thought of his kind of fun and smiles evily.- Its never that easy baby..at least not with me, but I commend your efforts.
[25-19:21] 6a74c, Schurke : then what is it?*working on drawing the thirteenth, tenth,and second runes of the FUTHARK set.'course joe probably doesn't know what that is,and er,yeah..*
[25-19:21] 23560, Keim: well then *he kisses her roughly a moment, then pulls away suddenly* thats a shame yer not easy... or we could have so much "Fun" together..... how about getting wasted baby, you up fer that?
[25-19:23] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : Yea..sounds fun enough. -she leans in kissing him on the lips her tongue making its way into his mouth, the cool metal ball of her tongue ring massages his tongue and she encircles her tongue around his slowly, roughly pushing herself against him then withdrawing as if it were all a mere tease of what she can really do.-
[25-19:25] 59e5d, *Joe : its ahem its not a pleasent place for me to send anyone that for sure* shurgs* seems like this city aplifies the effects
[25-19:26] 23560, Keim: *he holds her roughly, hand giving her ass a rough little pinch again he kisses her with the same raunchy tounge action, before pulling away ...**looks over his shoulder to the other guys* ey! you guys up fer getting wasted? i think theres some sorta hotel with a bar round here somewhere
[25-19:26] 59e5d, *Vikis : so yea i get fanatical sometimes, *shrugs* i know my mistakes who knows if ill do it again, but i prolly will
[25-19:26] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She has let her entire cigarette burn having been distracted by him, she throws the damned thing in the grass hoping for fire or some sort of distruction to come about. She then leans down and grabs her coat standing back up and letting crimson eyes fall into his eyes for the moment then looking to joe and schurke.- Are they coming or is it just us?
[25-19:26] 6a74c, Schurke : makes sense..ya think keim's gonna get lucky?*he continues to scetch the runes..*
[25-19:27] 8255c, Gabby : *forces a nervous smile*
[25-19:27] 8255c, Gabby : Yeah.. who knows..
[25-19:28] 59e5d, *Joe : yea unless i intervien * a twisted smile crosses his face* it would be a nice little game i think * loves to play games,
[25-19:29] 6a74c, Schurke : let the guy have his fun.he's too damn cranky unless he gets layed.*idle shrug,snickering.soon he was done with the three runes,and had shut the notebook.*
[25-19:29] 59e5d, *Vikis : you seem nervious? why heh do i intimidate you * his oily hair playing infront of his face hi warm smile playing on his face*
[25-19:30] 59e5d, *Joe : bah i guess* frowns at begin turned down* well so got any ideas on what to do?>
[25-19:30] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She lets her voice make its way to the guys in the tree as she waves to them with a large smirk knowing keim is watching her.- Hey you all coming or not..its ganna be fun I know where the bar is!
[25-19:31] 8255c, Gabby : *eases up a little at the warm smile* That.. mutt.. in the park.. he calls me "tainted one," as I'm sure you heard
[25-19:31] 23560, Keim: *he shrugs, yelling back at em* ey! FUCKEADS! you comming or not?.... *smirks some, looking back to the girl in his arms with a smile* give em a moment to anwser, they are sorta messed up in the head, sacrificin too many goats to the devil... *smirks some* hell i'm guilty of that myself
[25-19:32] 6a74c, Schurke : makes sense..ya think keim's gonna get lucky?*he continues to scetch the runes..*
[25-19:32] 59e5d, *Vikis : yes i heard, lets hope its not true *his smile still warm as he was jokeing to himself*
[25-19:33] 6a74c, Schurke : *calls back to him.*you sure you want us tagging along dude?*waggles his brows, because he was more then certain keim was trying to get himself laaaaiid.*
[25-19:33] 59e5d, *Joe : im following you schu
[25-19:34] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She smiles as the thought of the few times some idiots sacraficed a goat to her, come on! A succubi I know they're cute but no goats needed.- Yea I know a little about that myself she says licking his neck a moment with the ball of her tongue tickling him.-
[25-19:34] 8255c, Gabby : Well, you can always look for yourself...
[25-19:35] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : Yea..C'mon!!
[25-19:35] 6a74c, Schurke : *hops down out of the tree,and removes a small clump of artifical turg,which conveniently hides a hole.he carefully coils the chain up and places it their,right next to a bottle of vodka,a pack of smokes,and matches. his secret little stash.and then he covered the stash back up.*
[25-19:36] 59e5d, *Vikis : no need to really
[25-19:36]       Morguline prowls..
[25-19:36] 8255c, Gabby : *raises a brow, shrugs* Well, I guess my past speaks for itself
[25-19:36] 59e5d, *Joe : *hops down also and follows schu closely behind*
[25-19:37] 23560, Keim: *he grins some, rubbing his body against her roughly a moment before he looks back* the tail here *he looks to Kat* is mine, though i'm willing to get waisted with ya..... hell, i'll even pay my fair share of the bill this time *smirks some, moving off with her twords the amarantus* c'mon kitten....
[25-19:38] 6a74c, Schurke : alright.lead on,babe.*slight nod to kat as he moves towards the two.he left the notebook up in the tree,but figures theirs nothing really worth anything in it..so he just lets it stay their.*
[25-19:38] 59e5d, *Vikis : maybe, do you want me to check and judge you? i mean i could and this might be the end to a beautiful relationship *smiles but its not warm anymore, more one full of blood lust in away*
[25-19:39] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : -She nods as they come down and make their way to her and keim. She knows what keims intent is but she also knows what will really go down. So she grips her coat and starts to make her way to the amarantus.-
[25-19:39] 6a74c, Schurke : she's all yours keim.*because the mysterious fourth member of their group has him on a leash. and he'd prefer not to get tied up and whipped..like the last time he went skirt chasing..*
[25-19:39] 8255c, Gabby : You don't have to do anything you don't want to... *shifts in her seat, looking down at her empty plate*
[25-19:40] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan : So I'm property now eh..? -She questions with a smirk knowing no harm was ment by the comment she just fools around to make the walk shorter.-
[25-19:42] 59e5d, *Joe : *smiles* im glad im free *thinks ~maybe ill fuck with keim so something happens and she gets mad at him~ his mind is open*
[25-19:42] 23560, Keim : *he moves with her across the street, kissing her roughly once more, his tounge sliding into her mouth roughly, before he draws back and grins some* damn kitten, i have half a mind to keep you.... *says something in german quickly, smirking twords Schurke*
[25-19:44] 6a74c, Schurke : *would have said something,but is too busy giving the one figner salute to some jackass on a motorcycle who nearly ran him over..and he was passing a red light,too.*
[25-19:45] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She speaks in sarcastic tone and laughs a bit.- Thats funny I was just thinking the same thing but thats a big maybe though..-She shakes her head and continues walking the heal of her boot making a distinct beat sound that goes with the clicking of her tongue ring. She reaches over and runs her long fingernails down his back and through his hair.-
[25-19:46] 6a74c, Schurke : damn neo-communist jew..*murmured to himself,he catches up with the two.*so we're we headin'?
[25-19:47] 59e5d, *Vikis : i wil dont worry
[25-19:47] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: The amarantus the tender there makes the best drinks for a good price.
[25-19:48] 8255c, Gabby : *small nervous smile*
[25-19:49] 6a74c, Schurke : keims turn to pay for drinks.*'cause he payed last time.he walked along next to keim,watching all the other people on the street.*
[25-19:49] 23560, Keim : *he smiles, holding her possesivly as he marches straight into the amarantus, looking around the lobby a moment he smirks and pushes someone to the ground, grumbling something at him rudely before he moves into the lounge with her, sliding onto a barstool he pulls her into his lap, smirking abit*
[25-19:49] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -They come apon a large building with hundreds of windows and it looks like there is endless amount of floors in the building. The entrance is grand and large and a man at the door takes her coat as she waves them to come closer and hurry.-
[25-19:49] 59e5d, *Joe : *is silent but thinking like crazy, his eyes watching every one as he refuses to drink* its not a good thing if i drink
[25-19:51] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: Aww thats no fun..-she looks at joe with a purposly devilish smirk and adjust herself on keims lap leaning back against him and placing a kiss on his neck then licking it.- I want a sex on the beach..-She waves roger over.-
[25-19:51] 6a74c, Schurke: *almost hisses at the doorman,exposing his fake fangs. and his tongue piercing..has tow of 'em! and god only knows what else is pierced..*
[25-19:52] 6a74c, Schurke: *takes a seat next to the two,clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth.* vodka !
[25-19:52] 59e5d, *Joe: well if i drink then bad things happen, and we dont like bad things*laughts as he rembers putting the last bar he was into in horror and laughted as they fled*
[25-19:52] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She is actually is pierced quite a bit her tongue is along with her nose, eyebrow, and her labrea or the area below your lip.-
[25-19:53] 8255c, Gabby : I should go.. I have to work in the morning...
[25-19:53] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: I love trouble -She lifts her eyebrow and then gives off a laugh leaning forward for a second to look joe in the eyes with her own captivating crimson eyes.-
[25-19:54] 23560, Keim : *he looks around, slamming his fist onto the bartop* eh you! yeah you *looks to rog* give me a mix of whiskey, vodka and everclear if ya got it *smirks some..... poking joe in the ribs** aw shit man, fuck it..... let yerself loose
[25-19:54] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Ohh and her naval is pierced, can't forget that one.-
[25-19:54] 6a74c, Schurke: joe..relax and have fun.*nods,pondering..*
[25-19:54] 59e5d, *Vikis : *nods* so do i *not really but player is distracted*
[25-19:55] 8255c, Gabby : *ditto on that one, joey.. * **gets up, kisses him softly, and heads out of the restaurant*
[25-19:56] 6a74c, Schurke: wir sollten diesen Platz herauf eine Nacht ernsthaft heftig zerreißen.*he snickers,grinning when his bottle of vodka comes.he takes a quick swig,and hands the bottle to joe.*c'mon buddy.drink up!
[25-19:56] b5ce1, Satin: *wanders downstairs a little peckish and really thirsty..mkaes ehr way into the lounge and heads to the bar sliding onto a seat a good bit away from most*
[25-19:56] 23560, Keim : *isn't a pericing guy, hes got tatts and plenty of em, infact, theres a long mark trailing under his left eye, a large pentagram tattooed into his back, hail satan tattooed onto his left wrist*
[25-19:57] 8255c, Gabby : ~GONE~
[25-19:58] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She looks at schurke a bit confuses him always speaking in german. Her arm around keims neck she speaks to joe through her mind. ~ Whats the harm in a little khaos?~-
[25-19:58] 59e5d, *Joe: FINE *takes the bottle and begins to down the bottle*
[25-19:58] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: ((alone at last! -molests vikis- mwhaha))
[25-19:59] 6a74c, Schurke: hey,chill dude..it's all good,right?
[25-20:00] b5ce1, Satin: *waits till Roger isnt busy and asks for a bag of peanuts and a glass of water...waits till she has handed him the things and he has been paid then slowlty looks round*
[25-20:00] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: Whoa..-backs off as joe shouts, she never ment to upset him. She leans against the bar as she sticks a straw in her drink and takes a small sip before reaching to get her money to pay.-
[25-20:01] 23560, Keim : *he bites down on kat's shoulder a moment none too roughly a moment before he.... takes his mixture from rog, downing a shot of it he snarls and looks to schurke* ja..... *smirks twords Joe* damn man..... seriously... you gotta get either high, or laid, or maybe even a little drunk... *he looks over to satin, smirking abit he speaks to Schurke in german*-that one has yer name on her-
[25-20:01] 59e5d, *Joe: yep all goood * turns to roger his voice confident now* i want 2 bottle of vodka ALL MINE *said witha grin yep he got stuff in him and his gonnna get rouwdie*
[25-20:02] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: Hey schurke..what about her..- She points to satin and laughs a bit she ment it only as a joke.-
[25-20:02] b5ce1, Satin: *bites at her lip a little before opening her peanuts and eating them slowly..staring absently at her drink..offcourse didnt understand a word of Keim as she doesnt speak German*
[25-20:03] 6a74c, Schurke: nah. SIE konnte mich peitschen. * "nah. SHE might whip me".is speaking of,once more,the mysterious fourth member whose yet to show up..is the submissive type like that.he gives a slight shrug,taking his bottle back from joe,assuming that theirs any left in it..*
[25-20:04] 59e5d, *Joe: *its empty now, he pops the top off the new ones roger gave him and gegins to sip on them after drinking hlaf of the first one* Oh yea thats is the stuff
[25-20:05] eaab5, *Morguline: *steps down to the main floor, lowering his hulking form as needed to get past the doorframe .. steel-blue irises cast over the area, holding an unlit cigar between two fingers on his left hand*..
[25-20:05] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -She smiles as she gets bitten and leans against keim kissing him with the sweet taste of her drink in her mouth. She tastes his mixture of liquer and smiles to him sweetly, knowing she is playing mind games with him slightly.- hmm thats good..-She leans in and hugs his neck, licking it for a moment then looking up at joe ~I know your tempted by me, admit it.~- Well if you drink like that I see why you cause so much damage.
[25-20:06] 23560, Keim : on second thought, bar guy.,... *speaking to rog he smirks* howzabout you give me a bottle of everclear, of whiskey and a little vodka... *he smirks abit.... hands sliding over Kat's thigh* mmmm baby, drink up....
[25-20:06] b5ce1, Satin: *if she had heard Schirke she would have so blushed as well whips..well she aint even seen one let alone used one....she just continues to eat the peanuts quietly unaware of people talking about her*
[25-20:06] 6a74c, Schurke: *steals one of joe's bottle,'cause hey, joe took his...and he's got the cap off,and taking long sips.*
[25-20:07] 23560, Keim: ((*gets rid of the icon*))
[25-20:07] 6a74c, Schurke: *snatches one od joe's bottle. it's all fair and such since joe drank down his..and he soon has the cap off,and is taking large swigs.*
[25-20:08] 59e5d, *Joe: *to kat* ~ of course i am , but you seem to be all over another , and ill have my fun if i have to alone~ * dosent know what he saying , then he looks over at schu as he snatches his bottle* dont make me boy
[25-20:10] b5ce1, Satin: *pus the half empty bag of peanuts down and scoops up her glass of water frowing at it couse she doesnt have the money to get drunk...takes a large gulp..and just about chokes as hell thats cold*
[25-20:10] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -Her face blushes as he reaches for her thigh that is her one of her 'secret spots' and she cringes for a moment as her hormones rage, but she attempts not to let them fuck up her plan.- Mmm baby you know I don't even have your name yet..-She stands up just now realizing not knowing his name and sitting on his lap is being a hoe which isn't her intent.-
[25-20:10] 6a74c, Schurke: relax dude.i gave you mine,now i get one of yours.fair is fair.*he chuckles some..*hey tendah get him another bottle.
[25-20:10] 59e5d, *Joe: *he turns to satin* come over here and get drunk with us why not eh?* told y ahe got rowdie and very friendly at the same time*
[25-20:11] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: -to joe- ~Maybe I have indecent intentions for you and all your friends after all I am demon after all. laughs but no little satin girl get her away -she growls-~
[25-20:12] eaab5, *Morguline: *turns, weighted steps taking him toward the bar .. trench left open, tail rolling behind his every movement, wearing his usual semi-baggy bluejeans and sleeveless grey vest, the front littered with pockets - half-gloved hands at his sides, gaze passing over the bar, and those present..*
[25-20:12] b5ce1, Satin: *hears someone speak in her direction and looks up*Hmm..emm I cant...got no money*said timidly trying so hard to hide a shy blush*
[25-20:13] 59e5d, *Joe: oh well that suck* smiles as he downs another gulp* *to kat*~ maybe, bvut we will find out soon wont we? ~
[25-20:13] 23560, Keim: *he pulls her back into his lap, smirking abit that hand returns to her thigh.......* mien namen ist Kiem.... .*licks her ear abit, then looks away a moment long enough to take a swig from each of his three bottles*
[25-20:15] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: ~-growls again with an appearant snarls her lip up- I'll kill her..shes a mortal woman succubi hate mortal women, and yes you will know sooner than the others.~ -She laughs as her ear is tickled and she takes a sip of keims drink just to defy him.- hmm thats good. -a devilish look.-
[25-20:15] 8255c, Peanut: ((food is good.. any char requests for moi?))
[25-20:16] 6a74c, Schurke: i'll see ya guys later.*he stands slowly,just plain feeling odd. he likes drinking alone, and besides, the guys each have their own gal..that's the way he figures it,atleast. he stood up and headed off towards the alley door.*
[25-20:16] 56a7b, Katrice Mulan: (fuck nuggets, I gtg anyway..this was fun boys but I got to run -rapes em all like a good sucubbi would.- mwhaha)
[25-20:17] eaab5, *Morguline: *steps directly up to one far end of the bar, holding an index finger up to Roger .. watching the mirror, waiting for his drink*..
[25-20:17] b5ce1, Satin: *watches Schurke leave he was kinda cute*bye..*said very timidly trying hard to be social*
[25-20:17] 23560, Keim: *he snarls abit,grabbing kat by the throat the tosses her to the ground smirking abit, grabbing two bottles he frowns deeply* wait up schurke... *moving quickly behind him, leaving her on the ground.... he hates it when women touch his drink*
[25-20:18] 59e5d, *Joe: * he watches the 2 leave, and is left with keim and satin*
[25-20:18] 8255c, Peanut: ((hmmm they're leaving at the same time.. suspicious...))
[25-20:18] 59e5d, *Joe: *ok just him and satin*
[25-20:19] 6a74c, Schurke : sure man..*murmured between sips..he kicked the door open,then bumped it open further with his hips,slipping out into the alley,and finding a dumpster to sit on.*
[25-20:19] 59e5d, *Joe: *walks over to the girl and sits down next to her holding out his bottle* wanna drink?
[25-20:19] 6a74c, Schurke : ((mmmm...green M&M*mistakes the peanut for an M&M and eats it..*))
[25-20:20] b5ce1, Satin: *says bye again just as timidly to the others as they all seem to be leaving*
[25-20:20] 8255c, Peanut: ((*enjoys is*))
[25-20:20] 23560, Keim : *he takes a swig of everclear, snarling abit he tosses it against the alley wall, glass shattering and raining down on both of them* Stupid bitches, fucking with my drinks.... *starts to curse in german, murmering various obcenities*
[25-20:22] b5ce1, Satin: *hears Kiem cursing just as the door closes..falls totaly quiet begining to drink her water once again*
[25-20:23] 6a74c, Schurke : *just watches him,sipping from his bottle of vodka.*relax dude.we can cut her up tommorow
[25-20:23] eaab5, *Morguline: *glances at the door, then to Satin .. fishing out the cash for his drink when it comes, setting his unlit cigar down, followed by his lighter*.. Hm.
[25-20:24] 59e5d, *Joe: ok fine * gets up and walks past satin sence i guess she dident want to talk to him he passes him and walks out into the alley, sipping on ne bottle and his hand on the other*
[25-20:25] 59e5d, *Joe : grrr i hate it how no one acnowladeges me , just gets my blood boiling
[25-20:26] 23560, Keim : *he smirks* you aint got no presance man.... see, i walk into a room, I make people notice me *he smirks some, taking a swig of the vodka he laughs abit* hehheh shit... i feel like cutting someone up... hell... think you could lure that girl in there out here? *he takes his switchblade out of his pocket, flicking it open*
[25-20:27] b5ce1, Satin: *spots Morguline look from the door to her..looks to the bartop feeling abit uneasy specialy as she hears Joe and when she looks up he is heading to the alley..curses lightly thinking she relaly needs to try harder...takes in a deep breath and slides from her seat walking to the alley door..composes herself and opens it slowl and speaks slightly hushed*im sorry if I upset any of you...*tries so hard as wants to make friends*
[25-20:27] eaab5, *Morguline: *shakes his head slowly, taking a drink from his glass*..
[25-20:27] b5ce1, Satin: (ahh nuts...walks straight into trouble and clicks fingers*)
[25-20:29] 59e5d, *Joe : you better not keim * turns to him a scowel on his face* not her * turns and looks at satin* no not really * is trying to be nice but the vodka in his blood is steaming him to make every one go insane*
[25-20:30] b5ce1, Satin : *smiles so timidly*I wasnt sure..I..well...*trails of as damn she doesnt know what to say*
[25-20:31] 8255c, *Virginia Smith: *walks past the alley on her way to the hotel.. she steps in and makes her way quietly to the lounge*
[25-20:31] 23560, Keim : *he only winks suggestively at Satin as she comes into view, visibly playing with his switchblade* you lookin to make friends, kitten? or are ya just here to studder and waste our precious time
[25-20:31] 6a74c, Schurke : ugh..some times i can't deal with these guys..*murmured to himself,he takes a long sip of vodka,his eyes turning a solid obsidian black color,and widening.*
[25-20:31] 5ac22, Michael Orelo : *Siently, obversantly, Michael quietly looks around the ground, looking to each people walking by. He is waiting for one special perosn....but she never came. He hopes that the one Michael is thinking of, she is fine. Mean time, he then walks to one side of the rooftop where the alley is below him and calmly jumps off the rooftop. Moments later with his leather coat floatinfg around as he falls, Michael landed on the alley block both feet on the ground gracefully. The thign is he shows no pain*
[25-20:32] 59e5d, *Joe : *walks over to satin and holds out his bottle* now would you like to have a drink * his eyes dart to keim, hes gonna make sure he dosent go for her* dont worry i wont let anyone hurt you
[25-20:33] 8255c, *Virginia Smith: *sits down with a sigh, at the corner of the bar and smiles, almost forced, to the bartender* Just coffee, please. Decaf.
[25-20:33] 59e5d, *Joe : *he turns to look at micheal and closes his eyes to read his aura*
[25-20:33] eaab5, *Morguline: *tips his head back, draining the glass, sets it down for Roger .. he collects his cigar and lighter, sparking up before he steps to the ally door - muttering deep to himself*..