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[050226 03:14] 7eb92, Semele

: *Just outside the reflective doors of the looming hotel she stands, a light breeze whipping dark strands of her hair around her head as her gaze sweeps the city streets... Nothing surprised her anymore, not really, and such predictability brought on such a sense of serenity. Serenity and all-consuming boredom, even in the midst of all this chaos. It could be worse. It could always be worse. And whether or not she longed to see it worsen was debatable even in her own mind... There was a habitual sentimentality she had attatched to stability and order... it was safe, it always went her way... but it was ever so dull. And nowadays the full moon didn't smile at her... no, it laughed.*

[050227 01:28] b2d4b, *Vysta: *could it really have been a year since she set foot into this place? Last February...that is when all the shit down. When Cass...okay, not going to think about that. That is when shit started to get set into motion and now look. It was all fucked up to holy hell. Part of the reason she cut her globetrotting short and returned to this place. Sitting in the bar, smoking her imported cigarettes, her eyes open for any signs of anything. Any little indication of the next move on any one's part*

[050227 01:32] b2d4b, *Vysta: *no paint splattered clothing or bits of material in her hair. She had cleaned herself up before venturing out. Lately, despite the so called mission,she had been throwing herself head long into her work to try to bury the memories of this city. It wasn't going very well. Just a splash of colour tonight, her black pants off-set by the baby blue turtleneck. It was still winter here and she was freezing...like always. You think with all the magick she knew, that making herself warmer could be part of the plan*

[050227 01:34] 3c053, *Amelia

: *She has been wrapped up in her own thoughts, really... in her own head for quite some time before she even bothered to look up again from the book nestled between her hands... eyes flickering over the new faces, the old faces, the faces the looked her way and those that didn't. A year was a long damn time, and a year in this city... she had survived. Ponder that one.*

[050227 01:36] b2d4b, *Vysta: *it was useless to try to 'feel' for any sort of magickal presense in this place. It was teeming with it. The whole place with just so glut with it, it seeped out of the walls to drip on the floors. And that could be taken literally. She had become so used to skipping ahead a little in time, that she could see the moment of the book before Amelia did it, see who was hiding behind it. Part of the job here was to get rid of the evil things. Now the question was, did Amelia still qualify? Tapping the ash of her cigarette out into the ashtray, she spoke to Amelia directly* Slow for a Saturday?

[050227 01:41] 3c053, *Amelia

: *She's silent for a moment, gazing out from her dimly lit little booth, peering over at Vysta with perhaps the faintest trace of a smile... perhaps. It's really hard to tell.* Not really, not lately. *When she spoke, her voice was clear but quiet, carrying across the distance just fine.*

[050227 01:43] b2d4b, *Vysta: Past the holiday tourist season, too early for the summer tourist. *she nodded her head as she made the comment, musing over the issue to herself. It was a delicate little dance she felt. She didn't want to say the wrong thing and find herself turned inside out. Her heart on the outside of her body was not something she was too eager to experience* Plenty to keep you busy though?

[050227 01:47] 3c053, *Amelia

: Mm... I'd say so. *She glances briefly down to her book before slipping in the bookmark and letting it fall closed...* And how was your... holiday? *Whether she's friendly and changed or just plain changed, it's damn hard to tell.*

[050227 01:51] b2d4b, *Vysta: *well sure she can't tell with just a cursory sort of a glance. She learned that sometimes even the most basic things can be changed and altered to fit a situation. People are who they want to be, how they want to present themselves. So she was on alert. * Not nearly long enough. *she laughed, a bit of her old carefree personality shoving to the forefront, to come out in her eyes*

[050227 01:56] 3c053, *Amelia: Maybe you should have stayed away then? *She raises a brow just slightly, nothing of a threat in her tone... just a suggestion. There's always truth to the jokes people make, and this truth was glaringly obvious. She slides to the edge of the booth and stands, wandering over Vysta's way.* Regardless... it's good to see you. *Faint little smile.*

[050227 01:59] b2d4b, *Vysta: I think you know, as well as I do...sometimes you just can't stay away. Sometimes...you have a job to do. Can't all be holidays and games. *lifting her chocolate martini up, she pushes the wafer aside so she can get a sip of it. She sets it down and crushes her cigarette out to be polite* Good to see me, eh? Where is your keeper? *meaning Martin*

[050227 02:04] 3c053, *Amelia: *She raises a brow up, slipping her empty hand into the pocket of her jean jacket, giving a low sort of laugh* How do you expect me to answer that one, Vysta? I'll answer it, but what do you think I'm going to say? *She hasn't had a holiday, so she has to have her games. And as much as Vysta is trying to feel her out, this is her trying to get a feel for Vysta again.*

[050227 02:07] b2d4b, *Vysta: It would be way too much to ask for the truth. I know that. So at least, make the lie believable enough so we can sit, enjoy some drinks, a smoke, some music. And not have to worry about killing each other. *she can have her little games all she likes. But she wasn't about to get into any fisticuffs inside of this place. She was just gathering information. No more physical involvement for her. She learned her lesson*

[050227 02:10] 3c053, *Amelia: Did we really part on such terrible terms? There's no need to worry, Vysta. I'm not about to try and kill you... *She gives a little shrug, setting her book down on the counter before taking a seat nearby.*

[050227 02:13] b2d4b, *Vysta: It has nothing to do with you. Its all about guilt by association. *she starts to draw a bit of a circle on the counter* Your...friend...worked for the guy who killed the first man I ever loved as well as a lot of my close friends. I have every right to be a bit on edge because maybe, just maybe, he wants to finish off the few of us that did manage to survive. Easy to do it through someone so...unassuming as you. *she lifts her finger up from her circle, pointing it at Amelia*

[050227 02:17] 3c053, *Amelia: My... friend... also tried to kill me. *Okay, but then stuff happened after that, and she was incredibly wishy-washy up till Vysta left. Wishy-washy and at times downright psychotic... so yeah.* I realize I'm not one to trust. But... *she holds her hands up, offering a faint smile* as much as my word is worth, I won't do anything unsavory tonight. I promise.

[050227 02:22] b2d4b, *Vysta: Yeah...I had that happen to me a few times too. *she laughs as she picks her drink up in a toast in Amelia's direction* To shitty taste in friends? Its as good of a toast as any...right?

[050227 02:23] 3c053, *Amelia: Hell, it's one of the best toasts I've heard in a long time. *Has no drink, or else she would do the same. But she nods her agreement, all the same.*

[050227 02:26] b2d4b, *Vysta: And as long as you don't try to kill me tonight...well then I think we will have done pretty well for each other. *since she doesn't strike unless striken first. She drains the entirity of her chocolate martini in one smooth swallow. That is why the boys love her. She sets the glass down* You stayed in New York after...everything?

[050227 02:29] 3c053, *Amelia: *She glances toward the bartender after a pause...* Can I just get a glass of water? Yes, ice... slice of lemon. *She shifts her gaze back to Vysta with a quiet chuckle* Yes, I stayed in New York... take that however you will.

[050227 02:31] b2d4b, *Vysta: You better make that a bottled water. Wouldn't trust anything else in this city. *at least she was still looking out for Amelia, or at least, appeared to be doing so. It was a small gesture but sometimes, those make the most impact. She looks away from Amelia, to face more forward as she gets another cigarette from her pack* We going to dance around each other all night in the hopes of getting some information or are we going to actually come clean?

[050227 02:33] 3c053, *Amelia: I've learned to dance... but I suppose for old time's sake, I could give the good standard straight answer a go. *She absently runs a finger along the pages of the book in front of her... Slaughterhouse Five, pages bent from at least one previous reading.*

[050227 02:35] b2d4b, *Vysta: *she lets her shoulders rise and fall softly in a shrug as she brings the cigarette to her lips. She lights it, taking a moment to inhale and exhale out her nostrils before she speaks* If you want to dance, that is fine. Just pick some better music. This shit is tired.

[050227 02:38] 3c053, *Amelia: We can pretend you'll believe a word I say, that's fine with me. Just tell me what you want to know... *He gives a little shrug of her own as she reaches into her pocket to pull out the cash to pay for her bottled water, passing it across to the 'tender...*

[050227 02:40] b2d4b, *Vysta: All I want to know is which side you are leaning towards. Nobody can be all good or all evil. But they are more one than the other. That's it. Just when the chips are down, which way do you lean? *it was a simple enough question...on the surface. But how many people can truly say they are good or evil. Hell, most people like to claim they are good but their actions say otherwise*

[050227 02:47] 3c053, *Amelia: I haven't seen Martin but twice since you left. And I haven't seen Nicki or anyone else more than that either. I've been on my own side, Vysta. I've been righting the things that I see as wrong. I suppose that's more evil than good. But not because some man is whispering commands into my ear... take that however you will. *Her voice is very calm, analytical even, as if even she has given this some serious thought. Because typically "good" and "evil" have some passion attatched to them... but her evil is more of an aimlessness.*

[050227 02:50] b2d4b, *Vysta: I guess its all pretty subjective when it comes down to it. A crime of passion, a murder, an army. Its all murder but with different reasons to make it good or evil. I guess, at the end of the day, as long as you are on your own side, that is what matters. *was that acceptance of Amelia's lifestyle? It was hard to tell. It might just be the ramblings of an old junkie. She inhaled sharply on her cigarette, another exhale through her nostrils* Your turn to lead

[050227 02:52] 62992, *Amelia: Why are you here, Vysta? You could have easily just stayed away... why do you care? *She reaches out to take her water, picking it up and bringing it to her mouth to take a long, slow sip...*

[050227 02:55] b2d4b, *Vysta: This world...its a really shitty place. Its full of horrible, horrible things and people. And I know, I can't fix that. But if I can fix just a little bit of it, just a small bit, then that justifies my existance, what I am. *she pauses long enough to rest her cigarette in the ashtray and pick her drink up* And revenge. *and the truth comes out as she sips her drink*

[050227 02:58] 62992, *Amelia: Revenge. Careful now... isn't that a bit... evil? *She arches a brow upward just slightly, though she seems to just be joking around, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth* Revenge and justification. Fair enough.

[050227 03:00] b2d4b, *Vysta: Like I said, no one is a hundred percent good. *she chuckled, though very softly at Amelia's joke. She did get it. Give her some credit. She had a good sense of humour* Not staying here in the hopes of getting on some reality show?

[050227 03:03] 62992, *Amelia: I've yet to find one that would have me... a grim, anti-social ex-FBI agent who goes to a bar and drinks water? I'm no one's idea of marketable television, apparently. *Her smile becomes more definite, more defined for a moment as she gives a little amused shake of her head*

[050227 03:04] b2d4b, *Vysta: Oh I am sure they could find something. What about that small house show? *she knew it was just a car insurance commercial but it still made her smile at the mere thought of it. Small house. That was some funny fucking shit mother fuckers*

[050227 03:08] 62992, *Amelia: Small house? *Pause... girl does not watch a crapload of tv here.* Ohh... oh, no. No, if I don't have room to do my morning yoga, well then my karma is entirely shot for the rest of the day. *She seems serious for a moment, but she smiles as she looks away to take a sip of her water*

[050227 03:09] b2d4b, *Vysta: Ooooh...now I know you did not just diss the blissful centeredness that comes from yoga. *she smiles as she picks her cigarette up* I like to pop a few tabs and go out and do yoga in the early morning light. I can feel the sun tickling my skin, touching me like an old lover. *its all the drugs, man...*

[050227 03:13] 62992, *Amelia: *She drops her head as she chuckles, giving a slow shake of her head before turning to look at Vysta with a raised eyebrow* Yes, yes, right... that's most definitely the yoga and not the drugs... Like this one time, my allergies were driving me crazy. So I did a jigsaw puzzle and my sinuses cleared right up... 'course it had nothing to do with the benedryl. *Quiet, gentle, amicable teasing.*

[050227 03:15] b2d4b, *Vysta: Obviously you never read that article on the mystical healing powers of Puzz-3D. *nodding her head as if she might actually believe the line she is feeding Amelia. Christ, after all the shit she has seen...she very well could believe that. Hard to tell with her*

[050227 03:18] 62992, *Amelia: Really...? I have Big Ben still in the box, maybe I'll put it together next time I get a headache... *That faint smile still lingers as she sips on her water, joking around. Of course, if Vysta just ups and pulls said article out of her pocket, she wouldn't be suprised in the least.*

[050227 03:20] b2d4b, *Vysta: Well it would get you concentrating on something other than the pain in your head so who knows? *she shrugged again in lieu of any real answer. She taps the ash of her cigarette out as she looks over at Amelia* So Miss Anti-Social 2005, it seems you are being pretty social tonight?

[050227 03:23] 62992, *Amelia: It's just you. *One corner of her mouth quirks upward into a lopsided smile before she lifts her water to finish it up, setting it down empty on the bar counter with a little shrug of her own*

[050227 03:24] b2d4b, *Vysta: Oh? Is this where you invite me back to...*she raises her hands, fingers curling down to do the appropriate quotes* "see your kickass loft" *she drops her hands as she chuckles softly*

[050227 03:26] 62992, *Amelia: Why? You wanna peek through my underwear drawers for any sacrificial knives I've got hidden? *She grins off-handedly, reaching into her pocket to pull out a stick of gum, offering one to Vysta... the evil thing, at this point in the night, just a joke.*

[050227 03:34] b2d4b, *Vysta: The thought had crossed my mind. I am too cheap to go buy panties so I thought I would just steal some of yours. Hang them off my rear view. *she takes the stick of gum, unwrapping it and popping it into her mouth. Part of her hoped it wasn't like...posioned gum or something like that. Not cool, Ame, not cool*

[050227 03:38] 62992, *Amelia: People will think you're sixty... I've got the granny panty thing going on, I think. *She glances at the pack of gum in her hand before slipping it back into her pocket* No worries, it's just cyanide flavored *She smirks faintly as she unwraps her own piece, lying unless cyanide is the new word for peppermint*

[050227 03:51] b2d4b, *Vysta: *she chews the gum thoughtfully as she crushes out her second cigarette* So...would it be all weird of me to ask my once enemy to go dancing with me tonight?

[050227 03:55] 62992, *Amelia: Aw, it's so nice that even after all this time you assume that I can dance. *She starts chewing on her own piece of gum before giving a little shrug* Weirder things have happened, I suppose.

[050227 03:56] b2d4b, *Vysta: So don't dance. Just come, stand in the corner and play the disaffected intellectual. I am sure you can do that. *she smiled at Amelia as she started to get some cash out of her pants for whatever drinks she had racked up during the course of the evening*

[050227 03:59] 62992, *Amelia: I am a pro at that sort of shit. That's where I shine. *She chuckles quietly and gives a little shrug of her shoulders. Well, it seems like she's now got plans for tonight. Funny how that happened. Good thing she wasn't planning on killing anyone tonight...*

[050227 04:02] b2d4b, *Vysta: *well who knows, she could still kill someone. The night is still very young. Sliding off her stool,her purse pulled up onto her shoulder* Well then you can give me a few pointers. *at least she could move Amelia out of the column among the suspects of so called baddies*

[050227 04:04] 62992, *Amelia: *At least for now... she's just about in the same position she was before, that thin line between good and bad. But she didn't once try to kill Vysta, and let's face it... that means tonight has been going better than even when she was all innocent and shit.* Why would I do that? You'd steal my thunder. *she stands, plucking her book from the counter top*

[050227 04:06] b2d4b, *Vysta: *if she stopped being friends with everyone who tried to kill her at some point, she really wouldn't have any friends at all. She starts out of the hotel, determined that since Amelia didn't turn out to be completely evil, she would have to find SOMEONE tonight who was. Or else, what was the point in coming back?

[050227 04:09] 62992, *Amelia: *Oh, well shit... if that was the goal, all you had to do was ask. She had that list in her back pocket!* *She wanders on out of the hotel, half a step behind Vysta*

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