Mikah Claybourne: The hotel that Mikah has rented for this meeting is in Chelsea...not a high-class hotel, but not a true slum, either. Just...not one of the nicest places ini existance. Small, a little cramped if the bed's down (luckily, Micah put it up), but rat-less and dead hooker-less. That's a good thing.

Michelle Morgan: She pulls up to the hotel room in question with Arlett, killing the engine. Sunglasses come off...yes, this one wears sunglasses at night. Corey Hart would be proud. The woman, upon first glance, is for once mistakable...the blonde hair has been dyed black, well enough that it looks entirely natural, even the red streaks flowing through. She's wearing an outfit that is very much NOT what you would expect to see the host of the Anti-Spin in...no political T-Shirt, no full-length skirt. Her look is pure sexy goth, in a daring halterneck mini dress with cut-out diamond-shaped side panels and thigh-high PVC boots with strap back and high heels. Very different look for the rock chick, as she steps onto the street and looks around.

Arlett: *She is just wearing thick jacket steppgin down with Michelle and following up* who are we meeting?

Ethan Demian Augustus: Ethan wanders about the room, a little anxiously, laying down large colored scarves over the worn out carpet. Mostly because he has intention of laying on it himself. It's matted into little odd smelling carpet spikes. Ick!

Michelle Morgan: "Another one of my group and a friend of his, apparently." She shrugs as she heads to the door. "New arrivals."

Ethan Demian Augustus: (has NO intention)

Arlett: hum.... *follows, wishpering* and you sure they're... ok?

Mikah Claybourne: He sits in a chair facing the door, taking a drag off his cigarette. Flame-red hair and emerald eyes. That's the first thing you would notice about the man...they're both bright and striking, making the man stand out fairly easily. The next thing you'd notice is the pleasant, intellectual look in those deep green windows to his soul. He's perhaps twenty-five years of age, perhaps a little younger, perhaps a little older, with a thin-lipped smile surrounded by a light goatee, the hair there slightly darker then the hair on his scalp. A thin build is dressed in a taupe mock neck sweater and khaki slacks, with a slightly oversized brown blazer over it all. A chain hangs around his neck with a small sterling silver pendant, displaying the eight Auspicious Symbols with the Tibetan Om in the center.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Should we, I dunno, make tea or something?" He looks around the room. "I've never tried hosting in a place like this."

Michelle Morgan: "Can we ever bo sure?" She shrugs. "if it's him, then yeah, we're fine. If not...well, we run." She leads Arlett along, up the steps and to the hotel room door to kocks.

Ethan Demian Augustus: [And, Ravyn is rebooting his computer. We should have him back in a few moments. 8) At which point we'll return to our normally scheduled programming.]

Arlett: ((any of you need Arlett's desc?)) *looks to Michelle* ya know.... sooner or later... we need to find a better way

Ethan Demian Augustus: [Yeah, that'd be good actually. 8)]

Arlett: Arlett seems to have grown… small difference, she still look pretty much like a young teenager… not really a young woman, but maybe just not longer a kid. She still looks pretty much like a doll, with so expressive green eyes, the shadows of flecks on her cheeks, her golden hair falling down below her shoulders, and air of innocence that her eyes don’t seem to share so much sometimes. But mostly are those faint curves, those faint hints that let you know what a beautiful woman she is starting to become. A Butterfly pendant hangs now from her neck, along with a silver bracelet on her wrist with an ‘A’ charm to it. ( Arcane 2) http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&meta=topn&cat=0&pos=1

Michelle Morgan: ((It's alive! Sorry, guys. *Beats computer*))

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones -> Michelle Morgan: ((assuming she called roxy thru the number Dave gave. And assuming she requested Roxy to show to meet a new out of town mage? just making sure I have it all right))

Ethan Demian Augustus: [NP - it happens. *hugs*]

Michelle Morgan: "Yeah, I know, Arlett." She smiles a little. "That's what the Council might be able to help with, hopefully."

Arlett: ((*hugz Rav, hand shim a bigger hammer*))

Michelle Morgan -> Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: ((That would all be accurate, yeah. *S*))

Arlett: Council? .. these one? *blinking,.... hum.... feels like she missed something*

Michelle Morgan: "Ah, shit. Umm...yeah. Sorry, a lot on my mind, what with Durst and all...I'll tell you later, sweetie."

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *Shows up roughly maybe a bit late or a lot late considering the lack of public transportation around the city. Though eventually shows up at the location specificed and heads to the door to knock*

Mikah Claybourne: He looks to the door as the knock sounds, then back to Ethan. "Show time, I guess..."

Ethan Demian Augustus: He opens the door, greeting the people waiting with a warm smile before he steps back so they can come in. Luminous gray eyes watch them softly, a little cautious. He has a very animated face, with sharp, fox-like features, just delicate enough to still be beautiful. His long ash-blonde hair is smoothed down mostly, but the ends are trying to curl. All of maybe eighteen or nineteen, he seems possessed of a remarkable calm. He's wearing dark grey cargo pants and a fairly snug dark red tee-shirt. [Appearance 4]

Arlett: hmmm... okey

Arlett: *and smiles with a wave to the man opening* hi...

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *A very attractive teen girl with a pale complexion, just under average height with a petite frame curved just enough in all the right places. Stands just on the other side of the door. Her short raven black hair hangs just past her chin, dyed with red streaks. Her lips are glossed with cherry red lipstick. Thick black eye liner and red eyeshadow highlights her brilliant green eyes. Wearing a pair of low hip hugger black jeans with her panty straps visable on each hip, a pair of black laced up knee-boots and a long sleeved purple shirt with a dark purple heart surrounded by sparkly blue outline emblazoned on it. Over this she wears a black hooded Katz Kitten Club jacket, emblazed with a pink Kitten Klub patch on the back, 'Bad Luck' embroidered in pink on the sleeve cuffs, and two pink kity patches on the front with the number '13' on them, with a black and pink scarf wraped around her neck and face, the ends hanging over her shoulders.* (( http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=19&pos=3 ))

Michelle Morgan: She smiles warmly to Ethan as he opens the door, blinking. "Hey, you. Mikah told me he had a friend coming, but didn't say who. This is a surprise...Arlett, this is Ethan." She steps inside, looking around the room.

Arlett: *blinks, nods and waves again* hi.. I'm Arlett *offering her hand to Ethan as she walks in behind Michelle*

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Yeah, well, he has this flair for the dramatic." He smiles at Michelle, shakes Arlett's hand, and slips across the room to sit at Mikah's feet. "It's good to see you again. Nice to meet you Arlett. And...?" He smiles at Roxy, waiting for someone to give her name.

Mikah Claybourne: He watches the new faces come in with a pleasant smile on his face, rising from his seat to greet them.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *slips in, leaving the scarf for the moment covering the lower half of her face. Looking over the room quickly and the two occupants, checking where the doors are ect.*

Arlett: *waves hi to Mikah, watching the two men, then up to Michelle, before blinking to Roxy*

Mikah Claybourne: "Hello, people." He nods his head to them, and bows slightly...he is a touch overdramatic, it seems. "Mikah. A pleasure to meet you all."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces up to the door and gives a playful rat-a-tat-tat of a knock.

Michelle Morgan: "We have one more I got ahold of that may be here very soon," she says, as she moves to take a seat somewhere.

Arlett: *goes stil next to Michelle, looking around herself, then the men*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *glances to Ethan since no one interduced her* Ghost of Christmas past. *then moves to find a place to sit, while keeping the two men in view. Sitting just on the edge of the seat*

Mikah Claybourne: "And that would be her, I assume...or hope, rather." He looks to the door, heading over to open it.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Annoyingly she continues to rat-a-tat on the door until it's opened.

Arlett: ((doens't rememeber is Arlet knows Roxy's name))

Mikah Claybourne: And the door is opened, the young, red-haired man stepping back with a smile. "Hello. Come to join the party?"

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: ((Um don't know. They only meet twice that I can recall, both times in groups. Roxy only knows Arletts name cause of Terry))

Michelle Morgan: ((And Michelle isn't revealing anyone's name who doesn't want to have it revealed, so s'all good. *S*))

Arlett: ((yea... I know they've ment, but name bit is clouded))

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Cool," he says to Roxy, not at all concerned by that as an answer. "Pleasure meeting you."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: The first thing you'll notice about Alyssa is her rich olive skintone that holds a certain softness about the girl. Her eyes are a deep brown, lashes thick and dark giving the air of heavy makeup though you'll never catch the girl wearing any. Her dark hair is cropped to her shoulders and hold a natural wave, outlining her mediteranian cheek structure. She dresses in simple garments, generally natural fibers and earthy tones to accent her features. She is average height, roughly five foot six inches, weighing about 115. Despite her small stature, she give the air of strength and a willingness to fight for what she believes in. Age is hard to tell with this one. Looks alone would imply she's in her teens, though she carries herself with the pride of an older woman. Tonight she's covered in a deep red wrap of sorts, traditional with a thick overstuffed messenger bag handing across her shoulders. Her eyes widen on Mikah. "Man. You're new." Speaking with a thick greek accent, she gives a proud smile and makes her way into the room, curiously.

Arlett: *sitting watching,... wow, Arlett is still and actually paying atention*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: d10: intel for arcane: 7,4,

Mikah Claybourne: "I am." He nods to her, moving aside so she can enter. "I'm Mikah. Come on in."

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *smiles back to Ethan, well not that he notices thru the scarf. Unzipping the jacket as the heat starts to get to her, not as cold inside as it was outside.*

Michelle Morgan: She looks over to Alyssa, smiling a bit. "Hey. Glad you could make it."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a bright smile to Michelle "It took me years to get here I think. It's not that I don't mind walking.. But I am usually able to find a yellow transport to take me at least part of the way." She gives a serious nod. "I think they must all be praying."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: (emit don't)

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *frowns, at the sight of Alyssa, once more not that it is visable thru the scarf. Then goes back to cassually watching the new people she has never meet*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: (*giggles* yeah... alright.. so i didn't get my nap. *slaps forehead* REMOVE don't, even. there. can't mess that up.)

Mikah Claybourne: Once Alyssa's inside, he shuts the door and moves back to his seat behind the floor-seated Ethan, settling himself. "All right, then. So is it all right to discuss business relating to certain unique traits we all hopefully share?"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She flicks her big eyes curiously around the room, with a friendly smile to even those she's never met. She slings the heavy bag over her shoulder, letting it land on the floor with a heavy thud.

Ethan Demian Augustus: He leans back lightly on Mikah once he's settled, also observing.

Arlett: *Waves hi t Alyssa, then looks to Mikah, atent, but lets Michelle do the talk*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives an oblivious grin to Mikah "I'm not unique. I blend in now."

Michelle Morgan: Michelle nods. "Yes, Mikah. We're all Awakened."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa plops down in the center of the floor, wiggling to get comfortable. She peers curiously over to Ethan and Mikah with a wild grin.

Mikah Claybourne: "Good, good. Let me be all official, then. Mikah Claybourne, of the Cult of Ecstacy. Unaffiliated with a Chantry."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She blinks and gives a hopeful look to Ethan.

Arlett: *Looks to him, then to Michelle, then to him, nodding another hi, then to Michelle... he is not in the list, right? look*

Ethan Demian Augustus: Perhaps they are to go in a circle? "Ethan Demian Augustus, bani Flambeau. Also unaffiliated with a chantry." He looks up at Mikah. Is that all he has to do?

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *Just stays quiet starting to get hot and jonesing for a cigarette but leaves the scarf in place for now and just open the unzipped jacket wider*

Michelle Morgan: "Michelle Morgan, bani Ecstacy, of the Cult of Acceptance. Deacon of Haven."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa pouts and brings her legs to her chest, resting her chin girlishly on her knees with a huff. Where are all the damn euthanatos when you need them?

Michelle Morgan: If there's any negativity toward Ethan's Hermetic affiliation, it's not visible in her expression or posture.

Arlett: oh! *blinking, lookign to them* Arlett.... Son of Ether

Arlett: *eyeing Ethan... he is way to nice this far to be one...*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa sits up straight with a proud incline of the chin. "Alyssa Kostapoulos, bani Euthanatos, of the Hierochthonoi sect. Chela to the wise Ladon Lerios. I'm in the process of becoming affiliated with Ling's, but it's not official yet."

Mikah Claybourne: He nods to Michelle, Alyssa, and Arlett...Roxy's silence aren't commented on, or met with any hostility. "Nice to meet you all. So. What's news in the city? We've heard a couple of rumors, but I don't think anything solid yet...?"

Ethan Demian Augustus: Artlett, by watching him long enough to get his attention, gets a wink and a smile.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a curious tilt of the head to Mikah "What were the rumors you heard?"

Arlett: `*she blinks, grinning to him in return though*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *finally gives up on the scarf and pulls it down. Not like it is hard to find out what she looks like anyways.* No offense *looking at Ethan and Mikah* But I don't know or honestly trust you guys. Last time we had a big group share it... well... *glances to Michelle and back to them* Lets just say it came back to bite us on all on the ass.

Mikah Claybourne: He looks to Ethan...the younger man knows a little more then him, by virtue of having a closer ear to the source of the rumors.

Arlett: *Eyes Roxy, then the others there, sighs at Roxy's words, keeps an ear out*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a crooked smile to Roxy when she removes the scarf before turning her attention back to the strangers.

Mikah Claybourne: Roxy gets a glance, then an amicable enough shrug. "Fair enough."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "It wasn't the stranger who gave away our secrets. It was the Hermetic. He told his wife about me. I thought about stabbing her.. but we were speaking in the no-stabby park at the time, so I decided against it."

Arlett: *blinks then, lookign to Alyssa, then lostily to Michelle*

Ethan Demian Augustus: He glances up at Mikah. Oh hell.... But then he smiles again. "Really, we've heard fairly little. We were visiting San Diego when we heard about an incident involving a chantry, and as I was available and unafilliated I was invited to come here. Aside from that the chantry is no more, I know little enough."

Michelle Morgan: "And Durst is not an issue at the moment...we've got him on ice, so to speak, awaiting tribunal." She nods to Alyssa, keeping her wince internal. She looks to Ethan, nodding a little at his words.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *just shakes her head slightly but otherwise gives no responce to Alyssa*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a carefree shrug and lays back on the floor with another ancy squirm to get comfortable.

David Poe: * There is a lite tap on the door and then another. *

Arlett: *frowns a tad and just keeps listening*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: That should be coffee. *glancing to the door and the rap rap rapping*

Ethan Demian Augustus: He looks over at the door, then between Mikah and Michelle.

Mikah Claybourne: A raised eyebrow at the tapping and Roxy's response. "Hmm. Didn't know coffee delivered." He rises to his feet and goes to get the door, looking through the peephole before opening it.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She tilts her head curiously at the door "Coffee can't possibly knock with no hands, silly."

Michelle Morgan: She looks her shoulder, watching the door as Mikah heads over to open it.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *rolls her eyes at Alyssa comment but keeping her attetion on the door. Not for the first time if some of the trads weed out the smart ones*

David Poe: * Another tap. There is noone at the peephole. *

Arlett: *eyes the door, after a look to Michelle*

Mikah Claybourne: Then the door is still opened.

David Poe: * The kid ducks inside as soon as the door is open and head to the nightstand to put down the bag full of coffee. * " Its cold as fuck out there. "

David Poe: * A handsome young man, standing roughly six feet tall with a lanky build. Stringy red hair is cropped close, while his intelligent, deep, brilliant shade of green eyes draw you in. Full lips and a strong chin draw attention from his bright eyes. Dressed in a pair of retro ADIDAS kicks, a Chicago blackhawks jersey with " Player " and the number one across the back and faded black jeans with a brown belt and intricately etched silver and black buckle.*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives an excited grin at the new entry. "It's not coffee. It's David Poe." She gives a friendly wave to the boy.

Arlett: *and she blinks at David, not knowing him, keeps alert though*

Michelle Morgan: She smiles at David as he slips in, nodding to him and relaxing a touch. "Hey...yeah, it is. Good to see you."

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *blinks at David* Why are you wearing my jeresy? *opening the bag to take outa coffee*

David Poe: * He gives Alyssa a wink and then checks out the room, looking for a place to sit as he pours coffee into one of the styrafoam cups. * " Its my jersey, Roxy. I just loan it to you. "

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *shoots Alyssa daggers with a glare when she blurts out Dave's full name to total stangers*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *just sighs and closes her eyes*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a bright smile to Roxy. "It looks better on him." She seems to ignore the glare.

David Poe: * He moves off to an empty spot and takes a seat. *

Michelle Morgan: Oh, dear. This could get ugly quick. She gives Roxy a helpless sort of smile, and looks to David. "David, this is Mikah and Ethan, two new arrivals into the city." She gestures to the two men, Mikah in a chair and Ethan sitting on the floor in front of the other.

David Poe: * He nods too the new people and smiles. * " Heya, how's it goin. "

Ethan Demian Augustus: He plays right into Michelle's plan with a warm smile and a wave. "Hi David, nice meeting you. Welcome to the circus...."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a wideeyed grin to Ethan. "I ~love~ the circus!"

Arlett: *quietly watching, though she sinks her hands in her pokcets, idly*

Mikah Claybourne: He watches the interplay between David, Roxy, Alyssa, and Michelle, listening with a curious eye. David gets a nod. "Mikah Claybourne, Cult of Ecstacy. A pleasure."

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Me too," he says to Alyssa with a grin. "I love the lions, but I'm a Leo, I'm biased. What's your favorite?"

David Poe: * He nods again at the introduction and takes a sip of his coffee. *

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *eyes still closed she leaves the coffee on the endtable and rubs her temples with both hands*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a bright smile and wiggles a bit closer to Ethan on the floor "There was a circus that came to Lefkas that had contortionists. I thought they were fabulous!" she gives a soft laugh looking him over "Leo? Hmm.. I can see that. I'm a libra."

Mikah Claybourne: "So, we were just getting to the going-ons in the city. Something about a Chantry being destroyed, and someone being on ice?" He looks around the room, smiling a little.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Cool. Balance, yeah? And scales. Judgement?"

David Poe: * Then as an afterthought he looks over to Michelle. * " Good to see you too. Sorry that I am late. Carry on and I will try to catch up. "

Ethan Demian Augustus: He glances at Mikah, a touch apologetic as he prompts Alyssa to keep talking.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She blinks to Mikah. Oh yeah.. they WERE here for a reason. She gives a sideways smile to Ethan and not so subtly whispers "That's right. I work for the Moirai."

Arlett: *and sighs, shaking her head a tad, looking to Mikah, then to Michelle* Things are just going rather difficult here, so most of all are.... over carefull sometimes. *still not sure she should be the to report, keeps waiting for Michelle to say what she thinks prudent saying here*

Mikah Claybourne: Ethan gets a reassuring smile.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She looks to Arlett and Mikah with a nod. "I was very careful with an awakened girl I met in the mall. She told me the moving staircase was going to eat my toes. Then the gods sang to me about her. She got mad at me when I wouldn't give her information, but I didn't know who she was. She wasn't listed."

Arlett: *blinks to Alyssa, nods*

David Poe: * He takes another sip and shakes his head. *

Michelle Morgan: She nods to Mikah. "Yeah, that's about correct. We've got Technocracy issues...they're after us. The Pogrom's been restarted here in New York, and one of our chantries, one that was entirely Hermetic -controlled, was destroyed when a member of the Order performed an act of incredible stupidity, delivering a lot of information to the Union. Which is part of why we're all pretty paranoid. The Union crashed a meeting we were at at the same time the chantry was destroyed."

Ethan Demian Augustus: He glances at Alyssa, then to Michelle, resting his head on Mikah's knee as he listens to her. He frowns a little as she gets into what happened. "Do we know how the Chantry was destroyed?" He asks quietly.

Arlett: *blinking now to Michelle, in somewhat shock, what?!*

Mikah Claybourne: He falls quiet, letting Ethan ask the questions for now. His Tradition mates who wound up dead, his right to ask.

David Poe: * He just listens quietly and drinks his coffee as he watches Roxy. *

Michelle Morgan: ((Arlett, I refer you to the post in the Mage Forum entitled "The Aftermath of the Mage Scene" as to what information circulated. This should be widely known information by now.))

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives another squirm and a look around the room.

Arlett: ((yea..hmm))

Arlett: ((omit Alrett's post then))

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *takes a deep calming breath before letting her hands drop from massaging her temples*

Michelle Morgan: "As best I've been told, a full assault, based on somehow tracking Durst, the alleged idiot in question, back to the chantry. They hit the place with a massive assault, and one of the Deacons of the Chantry blew the place up rather then let the Union get all the information." She says it with a remarkably calm, if grim, voice, watching Ethan.

David Poe: * Glancing back to Michelle he speaks again. * " I talked to that girl about the thing. She wants to talk to you if she has not already. Told he that I would bring it up. "

Arlett: *she is still listening, frowning a bit now though*

Ethan Demian Augustus: His eyes close and he nods. "I know people who would have done the same, it sounds...." No, no, he can't bring himself to say that it sounds right. "Sounds like something that one could expect under those circumstances. You have the person responsible in custody?"

Arlett: *and looks to Ethan*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa raeches over the undoes the flap of her bag, digging out an unmarked wine jug and a single ceremonial goblet. She uncorks and pours herself a drink.

Michelle Morgan: She nods to David briefly, acknowledging his words, and looks to Ethan. "We do. We're trying to organize a tribunal now."

Mikah Claybourne: A hand comes down to rest on Ethan's shoulder, supportive. Watching and listening.

Ethan Demian Augustus: He nods. "Good. I assume this is the same Tribunal Primus Ishaq ibn-Thoth spoke of?"

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *listening to the others knowing some of it, but not to the details being spoken now or even everything*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa cups the goblet in both hands and brings it to her mouth for a sip, eyes curiously float between Michelle and Ethan.

David Poe: * He listens, knowing a great deal but not speaking up. *

Michelle Morgan: "Yeah, probably the sa--" She freezes, looking at Ethan with a blank stare. "Did...you just say Primus?"

Ethan Demian Augustus: He reaches up to squeeze Mikah's hand.

Arlett: *she blinks, looking up to Michelle, then Ethan*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Her eyes widen with a bright smile at the mention of a primus. She does everyone a favor in keeping her thoughts to herself.

Mikah Claybourne: He smiles a little to Ethan, then looks back to the rest of the room.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "I believe so, it was certainly what I intended to say." He smiles, not mocking, just a little surprised by Michelle's reaction. "Primus Ishaq ibn-Thoth, bani Quaesitor. It was at his reccomendation that I considered traveling to New York, ny plans at the time we met were to continue up the Californian coast. But this certainly seemed more important than my desire to study where I could walk among the redwoods. Were you unaware?"

Michelle Morgan: "Well..." She looks around the room, and back to Ethan. "Our information source to the Order's been broken up a bit, obviously, with the destruction of the Chantry. So no, I hadn't been informed."

Arlett: *keeps just listening*

David Poe: " I found out just a few days ago through a third party. So that checks out. I trust my source. "

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa continues to drink quietly, eyes floating from person to person in turn as they speak.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "I'm sorry then, though there really isn't a terribly gentle way to inform you that the man is town. I know he had spoken of a Tribunal, and I was simply hoping to establish that a senior member of my Order was present. I personally see no reason to remove this man Durst from your custody, but his trial intimately concerns us. There should be someone there to observe at the least. If you are already in contact, or shall be in contact with a senior member of my Order, I will of course leave you to make arrangements. If you require any assistance in contacting one, or an intermediary, in light of your current situation, I offer you my services."

Michelle Morgan: "Ahh." She looks to David for a moment, then nods and looks back to Ethan. "So, Primus...ibn-Thoth? is here in town. I assume because of Durst, then?"

Michelle Morgan: ((Pushes last post above Ethan's))

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little to Ethan's words, and then looks over to Roxy and David. Their chantry should get a vote in this.

Mikah Claybourne: He nods a little, smiling slightly to Ethan's words as he watches the others.

yssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa tilts her head curiously to Michelle "Do you think the Union knows of the Primus' arrival?"

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *have no idea what a Primus is, doesn't really have any comment about it, when Michelle glances at her just shrugs slightly*

David Poe: " Seems to me that he is already involved. I mean he is questioning... he is questioning one of the persons that is close to the guy. That sounds like someone that is trying to inject himself into the process. "

Michelle Morgan: "I don't know, Alyssa." She shrugs. "It's possible, depending on how careful he's been. David gets a little nod. "I guess I can kind of see both sides. Yeah, my instinct says he's interfering...no offense, Ethan, but it does. On the other hand, asking questions isn't a demand or interference yet, unless he's forcing them to give secrets. And if an Ecstatic were in this position and I didn't know all the answers yet, I'd certainly try to find out what was going on, you know?"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa nods with another sombre sip from her goblet.

David Poe: " Probably just trying to make sure that no secrets will come out where we can hear them. Internal security and all that. "

Ethan Demian Augustus: "I do not speak for him. I simply do not know of any plan, nor any reason at this time, not to allow you to hold the Tribunal. This is your city, and you were undoubtedly affcted quite strongly by this. However, it is also very much of our concern what happened here. Two Tribunal's would be only more draining and time consuming. One would combine resources and allow for us not to recreate a neatly identical investigation. However, the decision itself is entirely out of my hands, as it falls to the deacons here in New York, representatives of my Order, and possibly others I am unaware of. All I can truly offer you is myself and my own opinions. I am not part of the Tribunal."

Ethan Demian Augustus: (recreate a NEARLY identical)

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She thinks for a long moment after listening. Setting her goblet down she gives a hopeful smile "I wonder if the Primus would appreciate a feast in his honor. I make an excellent Lamb Exohiko."

Michelle Morgan: A slight nod to Ethan. "I don't think Haven would have a problem with at least talking to the Primus..." She looks back to Roxy and David. "What about you guys?"

Arlett: *she is just quietly listening.. even seems to be getting bored, but is payiing atention never the less... even moving to have a look out to the street, without being AT the window.. *((i-e avoiding been seen from outside))

Mikah Claybourne: He nods slightly to what Ehtan says, and looks over at Alyssa, grinning a bit. Open mouth and insert foot or not, her enthusiasm is charming.

David Poe: " I dont have any problems with talking to anyone, but I will not speak for my people without hearing their oppinions first. My authority does not extend that far. " * He glances too Roxy. *

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *shrugs a bit* Don't care, long as he gets a fair tribunal and everyone that should gets a equal say. Then it don't much matter to me.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a confused squint to Roxy "Are some in the city less equal than others?"

Ethan Demian Augustus: He smiles and sighs, leaning back a bit more on Mikah to regard Alyssa a few seconds. "While I do find your offer of hospitality charming, and it can be a very well recieved gesture, I would offer to give you at least an overview on the very basics of formality."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She blinks with a confused tilt of the head to Ethan. Formality? "I have a formal robe I could wear."

Arlett: *then she does blink, looking to alyssa.. THAT's were she wknos her from!!*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: No one should be treated as less than equal, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen anyways.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "Mmmmmm...." He nods, dove-gray eyes widening just a bit. "That's a start."

Michelle Morgan: She looks between them all, listening for a moment before nodding to Roxy. "It does happen...or has. Something we're trying to change."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "I don't see why we don't let the Hermetics take care of their own. I know if I were on trial, I wouldn't want anyone outside of the euthanatos to decide my fate. Earth worshippers.. Followers of Dionysos.. Technomancers.. they have no way of understanding the raesoning for my actions. Peers.. in a very loose respect.."

Mikah Claybourne: Arlett, the quiet one, gets a glance as she seems to have a revelation about Alyssa. His head cocks to the side, absently starting to rub Ethan's shoulders.

Arlett: *and eyes Mikah, smiling a bit, then just looking back outside, she'll tell michelle later, keeping guard.... yeup, quiet*

Ethan Demian Augustus: He fiddles with a hemp-knotted bracelet with smooth jade spheres woven into it, rolling the jade between his fingers, eyes on the bracelet and not the people for a moment.

David Poe: * He looks back too Alyssa. * " If you did something that could mean the end of me then I do not think that I would need to understand your reasoning. You need to take all of this in the proper context. "

Michelle Morgan: "Fair enough, Alyssa...and if, in such a hypothetical situation, you had only harmed Euthanatos, I could see that. But Durst's actions have done damage to everyone in the city, not just his own people. And frankly..." She looks to Ethan in advance apology, then back to Alyssa. "I think, or at least thought before news of the ibn-Thoth arriving, that Durst would have a better shot at a fair trial in a multi-Traditional tribunal. The remainders of the Hermetics in the city are justifiably upset, and they're frankly out for blood."

Ethan Demian Augustus: He leans back a little more heavily into Mikah when he starts rubbing shoulders, with a barely audible little moan.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *just shakes her head at Alyssa comments and refrians from making a biting comment by digging into her coat pocket to pull out a pack of smokes. Taking a moment to pack them, before poping one between her lips. Flicking the silver zippo out she lights the cigarette dangling between her lips and takes a deep slow drag off the cigarette. Returning the pack and lighter to her pocket as she does*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She blinks back over to David "If idiocy were a death-worthy trespass.. I'd have a lot less free time on my hands. I simply trust the Hermetics to make a responsible descision in this regard"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "Maybe blood needs to be spilt in his case. We already know he's broken the rule of shade."

David Poe: * He shakes his head at that and tries to make sense of it. *

Mikah Claybourne: Alyssa's comment about idiocy being a hypothetically mortal sin brings a grin to his face as he works Ethan's shoulders over. "Personally, even though I don't expect to have a vote, not being from here until very recently, I'm middle of the road on this one. Some Hermetics, I very much trust...others, not so much. I mean, he basically committed transgressions against both the Hermetics and the rest of the mages as a whole, and kind of separately, right?"

Michelle Morgan: "Yes, blood may need to be spilled, Alyssa." She nods, clearly having no difficulty with that concept in this case, potentially. "But we should make sure that it is warrented before we do it. I'm as furious with the man as anyone, and had I not had time to calm down, I may have done it myself. But I did calm down. And obviously, we should at least give the man a trial."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "And though he did endanger everyone to an extent, his have taken the most damage in the loss of a chantry. If someone of my tradition caused the destruction of my home.. I'd like to think I had dibs on stabbing him."

Arlett: *she glances to michelle at that, with a bit of a frown, biting her lips, before she turns back to look outside*

Ethan Demian Augustus: His fingers still on the bracelet as Mikah's massage starts to get him to relax again.

Ethan Demian Augustus -> Mikah Claybourne: [Yeah, someone so needed that....]

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *As Alyssa goes on and on about, how things should be keep in house and not equally as a larger group. Roxy gives Michelle a pointed glances as she takes another drag off her cigarette*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa blinks curiously to Ethan's bracelet, and in an amazing display at a short attention span she states to the boy "You have love around your wrist"

Ethan Demian Augustus: Still not looking up at the people as they're talking, he actually misses that Alyssa's comment is directed at him.

Michelle Morgan: She notes Roxy's look and gives it a nod, acknowledging what she's saying. She looks back to Alyssa. "I do see your point, Alyssa, but it runs counter to the attempts at working together and promoting unity among us that we're trying to do. Durst needs to face all those he's wronged, not just the Hermetics."

David Poe: " Closed procedings are not going to help anyone trust anyone. If its handled in house we will never know the answers to our questions. If we are geting picked off one by one I fail to see where the greatest harm has been done to the Hermetics, anyway. Let them be involved. Everyone should be involved. If he is found guilty then let them carry out the sentence, but this whole thing is a threat to us all. "

Mikah Claybourne: He smiles town at Ethan, fingers finding the young man's tension spots and smoothly working them out, and then looks back at the others. "Listen...if you guys don't mind a suggestion from someone who has no right to offer one yet...talk to Primus ibn-Thoth. See what his plans are, and tell him what your plans are. He doesn't seem too bad a guy, for a Primus. Arrogant, old, and stubborn, sure...but less so then the way I understand most Masters to be. And he's a Quaesitor, which means he's primarily concerned about the turth and justice. Not Tradition politics and Hermetic right."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a carefree shrug, still looking to the bracelet with a curious interest. Maybe she was just being coy.. or arguing for the sake of arguing. Regardless, it no longer seems to be on her mind.

Ethan Demian Augustus: He looks back up, and finally notices Alyssa's attention. He looks back down at the bracelet he still has between in fingers and smiles faintly. Oh.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She makes another wiggle closer toward Ethan with a bright smile "Your birthstone?"

David Poe: * He downs the rest of his coffee and stands up to stretch out his arms, looking too the door. *

Michelle Morgan: Both David and Mikah's comments seem to meet with approval from her. "I think we should talk to him...and yeah, David, I share your opinion. It is a threat to all of us."

Ethan Demian Augustus: "No," he whispers to Alyssa. "Ruby or topaz. A few others if you're being very inclusive. It's not the stones that matter."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She blinks innocently to Michelle "He told his wife what I am. I think he should be stabbed. Do I get a vote.. or an I one of the less than equal people?"

Arlett: *and glances to Ethan and Alyssa, then back out* ((getting tired...))

Michelle Morgan: "No, you're not less then equal, Alyssa. You are equal with everyone else...if you do want to sit on the Tribunal, I'll make a note of that."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She nods to Michelle "I'm good at being impartial. I'd only met the man once, in the temple with all the televisions."

Arlett: *Looks to Michelle, then to Alyssa.. holds. not here, not here*

Mikah Claybourne: He listens to Alyssa and Ethan quietly as he works the kinks out of Ethan's shoulders, and then looks around. "So, Technocracy are out to kill again, questions over the Tribunal of this Durst, Hermetic Chantry destroyed...that's about it for news, then?" A little yawn at the end of it.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *rolls her eyes slightly and then looks to Michelle* Is there any more you wanted to accomplish here tonight? The meeting has kinda stalled if so.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a bright nod to Mikah. "Unless you count minions from a seemingly christain hell, that's about it."

David Poe: * He crosses the room to stand next to Roxy and take the cigarette from her lips. He takes a deep drag and then hands it back to her before siting down. *

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *makes a face at David* You can keep it, I have no idea where your lips have been... *serious? hard to say*

Ethan Demian Augustus: He blinks and his lips form the words 'minions from a seeming Christian hell' in response to Alyssa, but he just doesn't get volume.

Michelle Morgan: "No, Roxy, I think that's it." She smiles a little to the woman. "I'll give you guys a call when we're ready to meet with with ibn-Thoth, unless you guys want to make contact seperately."

David Poe: * He smiles at that and takes another drag without responding. *

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *stands upand stretchs* No thats ok, it might be better to meet him in a group anyways so things don't have to be said over and over again. So it can all be resolved and move on.

Ethan Demian Augustus: "And anyone who wants my contact information is welcome to it, otherwise, Michelle does have it, so you can contact me through her if you need to."

Mikah Claybourne: His brow raises in Alyssa's direction, and he looks down at Ethan, but says nothing about it for now. "I'm good, I think. A pleasure to meet you all, by the way."

Arlett: *eyes Mikah* same *wtih a smile, leaving the window to go next to Michelle*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a bright smile and downs the rest of her wine. She recorks and stuffs everything back in her bag.

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: Nice meeting you guys. *said to Mik and Ethan, as she rezips her coat up and wraps the scarf back around her neck and face. Pulling the hood of her coat up*

Michelle Morgan: She nods and rises, looking over to Arlett, as the girl seems ready to go herself.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She stands, slinging her heavy bag back over her shoulder. She grins to Ethan "I'd very much like your special little number. I know how to use a phone now. And it doesn't even startle me anymore." a proud incline of the chin.

David Poe: * He stands as well. * " Yeah it was good to meet you. I apologise for the way I have behaved, but i'm not really all that open with new people right now. "

Ethan Demian Augustus: He nods. "Nice meeting you, seeing you again."

Ethan Demian Augustus: He smiles a little at Alyssa and gives her his cell number.

Arlett: *she just smiles to Michelle+ when ya say Big Mom *winks*

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She writes it down and bounces over to Michelle, hopping up to give the woman a kiss on the cheek. "I'm off. My acarya will worry if i'm out too long. I've been keeping him up to date on the situation at hand."

Michelle Morgan: "That's 'Soccer Mom,' I'll remind you," she remarks with a smirk to Arlett. "I got my ass kicked by Johnny to earn that name." A nod of goodbye to Ethan and Mikah, then Oxy and David, before she moves to leave.

Arlett: *she giggles* yea... but I get antiquety priviledge *nods, turning, waving* be well.. and keep safe

Michelle Morgan: ((Yes, Oxy. She's not a mage, she's an acne medication. *Thuds*))

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *Nods to the rest and heads out, pausing just for a moment at the door to glance at Michelle* I like your new fashion sense by the way. *then with out waiting for a responce heads out*

Mikah Claybourne: "Completely understandable," he says to David. "We've got time to get to know each other. Be well, all of you."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces happily out of the place with a wide eyed grin.

Michelle Morgan: She gets a response anyway. "Thanks." And then she's out the door.

David Poe: * He gives a half wave and then follows Roxy out. * " Want me to show you where my lips have been? "

Arlett: *following sMichelle, waving again back*

Anastasia "Roxy" Jones: *Head out into the cold with Dave* No I know what one looks like and no use going to wake her up and her boyfriend, who ever she is.

David Poe: * Gone *

Michelle Morgan: She heads out to the car with Arlett, getting inside and taking off once the girl's in with her.

Mikah Claybourne: He watches them leave, and then looks to Ethan, still rubbing his shoulders. "That went...well."

Ethan Demian Augustus: [Cut?]

Arlett: *in she goes, still peering around, then to her* did it go well?

Ethan Demian Augustus: He nods. "Better than I had hoped. And thank you."

Mikah Claybourne: He leans down and around, kissing Ethan's cheek. "Any time." ((Good to fade here, I think.))

Michelle Morgan: She sighs a bit, though she is smiling. "Well, better then usual. No overt threats, and no one was pushed away. We're making progress."

Ethan Demian Augustus: [Thanks for the scene, love. *poofs*]

Arlett: *blinks, giggles* next time we might even get cookies *nodding, looking out, and just addying* I don't think Alyssa is good on the head... or aware that.... we live in the 21 Century.. not fully thought... she walks in robes in the park ....

Arlett: ((oi! me good with fading))

Michelle Morgan: ((Thanks for the scene, everyone!))