Arlett: *and on through passages and tours and detours, till they reach the BIG doors, and code slips on* ((And guys.. I need to go to eat.. be back later... as soon as she is in, she introduce, then big bean from her room and RUSH with a shit... already? *S* hugz* be bakc!!))

Jim Franklin: ((Kay!))

Cori: *awkwardly dances out of Arl's way, laughing, for the rushing* this's it, Jim. *the dogs proceed to sniff until they find good lounging spots* nu-uh, Weiss! floor, not couch! *their human orders cheerfully. the big lug sighs mournfully. and flops down on the floor*

Jim Franklin: *He sits down, on the edge of one couch, still clutching his computer to his chest. He looks down, and swallows. Again, a soft gasp of breath, from the walking, and then he reaches into his pocket to pull out his inhaler.*

Cori: *sits in a big chair where she can prop her feet on Weiss. Weiss begins licking her sneakers* ew, 'Heart, that's gross. *alughs softly* ya ai'ight, Jim? *smiles to him*

Jim Franklin: *He nods.* A l...little scared, *he admits.*

Cori: *her grin gentles* nuthin ta be scared of about us. good peeps here. yeah, some of 'em are touchy about certain stuff, but who ain't, ya know? ya met Michelle before?

Jim Franklin: *He shakes his head.* I'm n...not good with ... new people. B...but I've h...heard of her. M...musician, r...right?

Cori: *nods* and a damn good one. also, a real kind and sweet-tempered lady.

Michelle Morgan: And with that...speak of the devil. One of the two sets of large sliding doors, identical to the one at the entrance, opens. She steps out from between them, brushing hair back over her shoulder, as she peers into the living area. Dressed in a black T-Shirt that reads "Blind faith in bad leadership is NOT Patriotism" and a full-length, flowing green skirt. Sandles complete the outfit. She smiles warmly to Cori, and looks over to Jim. "Hey, guys."

Jim Franklin: *He looks up, through the tops of his eyes, and with a shiver, his head lowers again.* H...hello, *he says quietly.*

Cori: *playfully oogles Michelle* hey, lady! lookin' good! *grins* this's Jim. Jim, meet Michelle, that real kind an sweet-tempered lady i menationed. *and she loses her footrest, and Weiss heaves himself up, with a huff, and goes to claim pets from the woman*

Michelle Morgan: "Hi, Jim." She moves over to where the man's sitting, extending a hand to him. "Nice to meet you."

Jim Franklin: *He looks up to the hand, and he takes it. The little mechanical mouse squeaks from his pocket. His handshake is weak.* You t...too, *he offers, nearly looks like he's choking on something.*

Melinda Stowe: The eye piecew of a VR headset rests over one eye, as she walks out of the door leading from the dorms. She needed to eat. Food would be a good thing before she started once more. She carries two locked metalic containers in her hands. It isn't that she doesn't turst anyone okay she doesn't. Once the doors open she stops and glances from Michelle to Jom to Cori. "Hello Miss Morgan, and to the two of you as well."

Cori: mmm, Miz Michelle, a suggestion? *her grin turns wry*

Melinda Stowe: (Jom=Jim)

Jim Franklin: ((Errrgh... brief interruption. Have to go eat dinner... BRB?)) *He looks nervous.* I h...have to go to the bathroom.

Cori: hiya, sugerdrop! *she greets Mel without an ounce of shame for the unnecessary endearment* how's it going?

Michelle Morgan: A look to Melinda and a smile, nodding her way, before she glances back to Cori. "Shoot."

Cori: i'll show ya where it is. *grins cheerfully*

Melinda Stowe: She points a finger towards the bathrooms. "Over there." she states. a raise of an eyebrow to Cori. "I am doing well and it is Melinda, or Mel, not Sugardrop, if you please."

Cori: *shows Jim where the bathroom is, if he needs it, and then returns. blinks cheerily at Michelle, speaking once Jim's safely out of earshot* he has a breathing issue. i'd be careful introducin him ta Sebastian. like, warn him that he's about ta meet a guy who could easily pass out from meeting him for tha first time.

Cori: *grins to Mel* aw, but Sugardrop's so much more fun, Mel!

Melinda Stowe: She listens to the conversation as she heads to the communal kitchen. She set's down the two containers and unlocks them so that she can make herself something to eat.

Melinda Stowe: "I wouldn't even dare let a male call me that Miss, let alone any female." ah so it is a sandwitch, one of the easiest things she knows how to make.

Michelle Morgan: "Got it." She nods to Cori and then sighs. "I still have to try and get Adriana and Snyde in here to tour and meet Sebastien...though I'll admit, the idea of Snyde using us as little more then a temporary hide-out rankles me just a touch."

Melinda Stowe: She looks back over to Michelle. "I didn't believe or know that Miss Charmichael wished to also tour the facilities. But Mr. Snydes motives seem a bit selfish if you ask me." nope no one did but that is okay she goes back to making her sandwitch after inspecting a plate.

Cori: *nods to them both* yeah, i agree. *sighs softly* but, we gotta show solidarity, an that means not sayin no unless tha person in question's proven untrustworthy in that kinda way before. hey, Mel? leave that stuff out, if ya dun mind? i could do with a bite, too. i'll clean it up.

Cori: *heaves her lanky self up to go to the kitchen, standing out of Mel's way while she finishes what she's doing*

Michelle Morgan: "If Snyde joins, Adriana will, Melinda. Trust me." She looks to Cori and sighs. "I know. But I also don't like the idea of 'I'm only joining until this crisis passes.' That denotes a lack of desire to belong, and when you don't belong to a Chantry, you owe it no loyalty."

Melinda Stowe: She freezes someone wanted to use her own personel food to make a sandwitch. Humm. She looks to Cori. " As long as you wash you hands, I can lock them back up, and put them away they go back in my room anyways."

Melinda Stowe: She moves away from Cori, taking her pate and moving to the table and sitting down. "That is quite true Michelle." She takes a bit and then swallows. "Unfortunatly they only seem to help out when there is a crisis, that could impede on their lives, this seems to be a redundant thing."

Cori: *nods and washes her hands--quite thoroughly* if you like teas, help yerself--i've got lots of different ones. all organic, though. i dun like pesticide-flavored brew. *to Michelle, and she fixes herself a sammich--and closes lids neatly, before she gets down treats for the dogs* yeah, i know what ya mean. maybe, he'll figure out that unity's better in tha long run.

Michelle Morgan: "That's been my take on it, too." She nods. "Adriana once told me that she felt we only called on them when we needed them, I told her my door was open, she just had to be willing to step through it. Never has."

Cori: *nods* that's just it. ya make like ya doan wanna be with people, eventually they'll give up on ya. trust takes work on both sides, after all.

Melinda Stowe: She raises an eyebrow to Cori, which Cori will find out that the bread and such is about as pesticide free as Mel could have gotten them. "Yes I do not wish any poisions in my opwn food, thank you for the offer. " She nods to Michelle. "They have finally taken you up on that offer, we can only see what happens, although I believe there should be something set down in the rules, if there is any, about anyone seeking entrance after leaving once before."

Cori: *politely goes to the door of the kitchen and gives the dogs their treats rather than letting them come inside. happy dogs--Weiss munches his at once, while 'Heart clickily trots to "his" room to probably hide it somewhere*

Michelle Morgan: "Agreed, Cori." She moves toward the kitchen herself, getting down the bottles out of the cabinet and making herself a good, strong drink.

Cori: *nods to the girl* they're all in there. *waves to a cabinet* read tha labels if ya got any allergies; i made sure ta write down all tha ingredients. *bites into her sandwich, eyebrows raising with startled pleasure* before i joined official, i asked fer a trial run. *chuckles* cuz i been in another Chantry, and it was...well, it wasn't good at all.

Melinda Stowe: d10: Intel: 3,2,8,4,

Melinda Stowe: "She purses her lips. "We need to be wary of that one called Ness, I cannot remember everything that was said, but she gives the impression of being a while card, while beliving I am a nephandi."

Cori: *blinks at Mel* she thinks yer a neffie? *and begins laughing softly*

Michelle Morgan: d10: Int: 8,2,8,

Melinda Stowe: ((While=wild)

Michelle Morgan: "Ness." She frowns...ah, yes. "Is she wanting to join up with Haven?"

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head tpo Cori. "Yes I believe she does. that is what sticks out most in my conversation with her."

Melinda Stowe: "Not that I am aware of Michelle. She is not as openly out there with her exploits as Smithy, a silent type of wild."

Cori: *shakes her golden head slowly* good grief....why she think that of you? *wrinkles her nose a bit* could be something serious to track down. *her diction, amazingly, improves when she's being serius. or so it would seem*

Michelle Morgan: "Smithy." A sigh, and she rolls her eyes. "That one's gonna get herself killed...and a lot of other people, probably, while she's at it."

Melinda Stowe: She looks to Cori. "If I am to believe we were speaking of what I did with spoace i found of the Unions, I told her I made it unusable for the Union, corrupt is what i used. That maeans many things to us. Unusable space for the Union while we back hack into it to re-use the space."

Jim Franklin: *He walks back from the bathroom, a kinder and gentler Jim. He breathes slowly, clutching to his computer case.*

Melinda Stowe: She looks to Michelle. "She possibly won't get killed, she is a bit of a....ledgend. But I have no doubt that she will end up getting many other's killed, which is why I did not like working with her, but she would not share information so I had no real choice at the time."

Cori: *tilts her head at Mel* yer talking over my head, i think. if i'm getting you, you mean that you hacked into the Techie's computers, and maybe...put a virus in there or something? one you know how to get around, but they don't, so you can get in there and use the stuff they can't? *puzzled*

Michelle Morgan: "No, she'll get KILLED, Melinda. The Union's fired up the Pogrom. She's the most obvious mage in the city. And she's not exactly calm."

Cori: mmm, i dun think i've met Smithy. *smiles warmly to Joim* heyas!

Melinda Stowe: She smiles slightly to Cori. "About that yes." She looks over to Jim. "Feeling better I hope? It is nice to see you again by the way."

Cori: *chuckles softly* good to know i'm not a total widget when it comes to the technical stuff.

Michelle Morgan: She looks back to Jim, and just smiles a little, nodding to him.

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head to Michelle, as she purses her lips.

Michelle Morgan: "You can't miss her, Cori. She runs around topless with lots of big guns."

Jim Franklin: *He nods. And he clears his throat.* Th...there was a b...boy, that was b...being chased by an Arabian man, *he says slowly.* I ... h...he had some sort of am...amazing firew...wall around his brain. M...my sp...specialty is the mind, and h...he ... everything w...went bl...black, when I tr...tried to unlock it.

Cori: topless? *blinks* well, if i see her i'll make sure to stare at her. *tilts her head at Jim* when was this?

Melinda Stowe: She blinks several times at Jim looking to Michelle, she had no software of anything liek this happening.

Jim Franklin: I d...don't know, *he says with a wince.* It... it w...was ab...about a m...month ago? It was in a l...library.

Arlett: ((BACK))

Cori: *nods to Jim, pursing her thin lips* think he was a Techie Junior?

Michelle Morgan: She looks to Jim, listening quietly with a little contemplative frown on her face.

Arlett: *And out her room she comes, pushing her hair off her face, and sliding rather silently back in, blinking and looking around*

Jim Franklin: I d...don't know, b...but there's s...something p...powerful blocking him. *He reaches into his pocket, a small mechanical mouse again climbing up to his shoulder.*

Melinda Stowe: "Hello Miss Arlett"She says with a nod of her head to the girl.

Cori: *smiles to Arlett cheerfully* huh. ya still got the boy on tab, Jim? *tilts her head*

Arlett: *waves hi to Mel* hiya *hmm and floptin gto sit* what's on now?

Jim Franklin: I d...don't know, I c...couldn't tr...trace h...him. I c...could find out h...his mind pattern, b...but I'd h...have to know wh...what was behind that black ... fog.

Michelle Morgan: She looks over to Arlett, giving her a warm, smile. "Hey, hon."

Cori: *solemnly, to Arlett* you are. on the chair, i mean. *grins and washes up her plate cheerfully. Weiss yawns and rolls onto his back for a nice snooze, 'Heart sneaking out of the room a few moments later to use him for a mattress*

Melinda Stowe: Her eyes get riveted tot he mouse, she purses her lips, he might come in useful. She looks to Arlett. "Jim was telling us about a Boy in a Library, that there was an Arabian man after this boy, and that he had a powerful firewall around his mind, the boy not the Arabian."

Cori: *nods to Jim* hrm...*frowns slightly, considering*

Arlett: *he blinks to Cori* what? *then smiles to Michelle, waving too and blinks to Melinda* boy? *frowns* yea I know of him... there was something odd on him

Cori: *just grins at Arl and goes to flop down on the floor beside her mutts*

Arlett: *sitcks her tongue at cori*

Michelle Morgan: "Last I heard, he was with Tessa, but when she left back to the Pacific Northwest..." She frowns, and shrugs. "I don't know whether he left with her, or what. I might have to call her, find out."

Cori: *waggles her brows playfully at Arlett* careful, or i might thik yer inviting me! *giggles, ruffling 'Heart's floppy ears. the pup sighs happily*

Cori: *nods to Michelle* might not hurt ta do so. hmmm...i got a suggestion fer all of us. *looks around* we pool cash, and all of us get one of them pre-paid cellphones, and pass those numbers out to each other only. that way, the phone rings, we check the number, see for sure who it is--but if the phone gets confiscated or whatever, just get a new one. keeps the numbers changing; might make calls much harder to track down.

Melinda Stowe: She frowns processing this information. "So there is a boy who we did have in a secure location, that we do not know where he is or what has happened to him. This does not sound good. If I had something of his then I could run a tracer on him."

Arlett: *shrugs to Michelle* I told her were to go, and wait.. and I tried to followe her, but she thought she was dandi enough to do it all by herself, so fuck her

Arlett: *blinking at Corui*

Jim Franklin: *He nods, nervously.* I d...didn't think about it, there were others th...there, and w...with the Tehnoids b...being around...

Cori: *gives Arl a wide, merry grin and keeps petting her mutts*

Arlett: *blinks more at Cori, then shakes her head* and they thought I was having problems...

Melinda Stowe: "I do not trust those things." she says to Cori. "It seems we need to work on our trust and communication around here especially now, and keep up with it. For the two of you I have not formally me I am Melinda, or Mel, Virtual Adept, nexplorer."

Cori: *nods to Mel* nor i, really. but, we DO need communcation as safe as we can make it. me, i'm open to other suggestions. *chuckles, then flahses Arl a wink*

Jim Franklin: *He pauses, and looks up.* J...jim. Etherite.

Arlett: *shakes head, then shrugs* I keep earsing all phones and info on my phone.... and mean.... I can change it as many times as needed, the thing on not having one permanent number Cori is... we do not know what number to call when shit explodes

Arlett: humm.. Arlett Etherite... you'll forget, don't worry

Melinda Stowe: Her mind already thinking. "I can come up with something, for us member of the chantry. It might take me a bit, but I am almost shure I can."

Cori: *nods to Arl* that was the one thing i couldn't figure out. but then, in all honesty, i'm a Verbie, not an Etherite or what have you. plants, i cna deal with pretty well. techish stuff? just show me what buttons to push and which ones not to push. *laughs*

Michelle Morgan: "Arlett..." She sighs. She looks around. "We'll try to get him found. Best we can do now." She looks to Jim. "To be all official...Michelle Morgan, bani Cult of Ecstacy, Cult of Acceptance. And Deacon here."

Michelle Morgan: ((Sorry about the delay. The 'Arlett...' was to the 'fuck her'))

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip slightly, and looks up to Michelle.* S...sorry, for interrupting, I j...just thought of it. R...really.

Arlett: *Shakes her head to Mel* no.. they'll take one and have access to all... we do not risk that... is better if you personally ALWASY erase all numbers, always... *then eyes Michelle* what? her call... her shit

Cori: Cori! *grins* and like i just said, Verbena. these guys are Weissen Fanger, the big guy, and the lil one's GoldenHeart. Weiss and 'Heart for short. *the dogs are getting petted and dozing. they don't bother to greet anyone at the moment*

Melinda Stowe: "No I am talking about a tracer, of sorts, Something you pust or do to alert the rest of us that you are in danger, Something that once you have used it you will need to get a new one, but it will alert the rest of us in an emergency."

Arlett: *eyeing Cori* don't let them enter my room.. Ethan's there

Michelle Morgan: "Your Chantrymate at the time, Arlett."

Arlett: *then Melinda, blinks frowns, then nods* maybe... if it can be tracked backwards...

Cori: huh. *ponders, blinking at Mel* something that isn't going to give us away just for having it? until it's activated, i mean. although, once it's activated, it won't matter if it shows up on magic-radar, because whoever sets it off will already be in deep doodoo.

Arlett: *then again to Michelle* yea.. one who doesn't want to me in a group... clearly

Michelle Morgan: "Because no one ever accepted her, and treated her like something to baby. I think you can understand that."

Cori: the dogs? *chuckles* they won't. even if they did, they wouldn't hurt Ethan. not unless Weiss drowned him in slobber when he started licking the poor lil guy. 'Heart'd prolly run, he's a total coward. *fodnly petting her dogs*

Melinda Stowe: She nods to Cori. "Yes, something that will not give you away. Something like those med-alert things that the elderly use, but tweaked a bit."

Arlett: *Eyes michelle* -I- gave her the chanse and she turned send the clear message of 'I don't need you I don't care fuck off' so I am not bothering with her any more

Cori: *nods, then grins to Mel* if you want a physical vehicle, i can make jewelery to go around whatever you do. somethign different for everyone, of course, so that we don't all look like a matched set.

Arlett: eyeing Mel* we just gonna make sure it won't be tracked backwards.... just in case... right?

Jim Franklin: *He squirms back, to sit down, and find a place out of the way.*

Melinda Stowe: She looks from Michelle to Arlett. "What is done is done, grow and learn from that." s nod to Cori. "That might work, if we did something with the technology inside of the jewlery, I do not know, I will think more on this and see what i can come up with." she looks to Jim then back to Michelle. "I believe that a tour was in order for our new friend here."

Jim Franklin: I d...don't want to intr...trude, *he stammers.*

Michelle Morgan: She grits her teeth, and moves into the kitchen, leaning against the counter. Sipping at her drink.

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head. "Yes of course Alrett, We wouldn't want them to find us by tracing the signal or something."

Cori: *nods to Mel agreeably* and i'll try to come up with some stuff that might work for casings. and i agree--can't turn back the clock. well, most of us can't. *laughs*

Arlett: *Peers at Michelle, huffs and looks off, yea sure... figures..., though looks t Jim, and then smiles a bit* is not.... sides... ya need to know things...

Melinda Stowe: She stands up and moves to place her plate in the sink riuncing it off. "I can if you would like Michelle do the tour, I am sure between the three of us we can get it done."

Cori: *smiles softly to Michelle, big brown eyes a bit worried*

Arlett: *ANd to Mel* sorry.. just.... kinda.... paranoid... after all that has happened around

Michelle Morgan: A glance over them. "Hmm? Oh, yeah, a tour." She nods. "I can do that."

Michelle Morgan: A glance to Melinda. "If you guys wanna handle it, feel free. You guys know the place pretty well by now." A line of tension present in her body.

Cori: *maneuvers herself ungracefully off the floor and plods over to Michelle, leaning against the counter near her*

Melinda Stowe: She turns and looks to Arlett. "It is okay I am probably more so than you are. I unlike some others do not leave my calling card or signatures on things, if I can help it."

Jim Franklin: You don't have to, *he whispers, shaking.* I j...just came to introducemyselfsoIshouldgo.

Arlett: *eyes michelle, sighs, then blinks toMelinda, nods* is fine.. just... obsesed with making it know... I'll go now.. need do something...*standing and starting for the big metal doors*

Michelle Morgan: "Arlett. Stay a moment, please."

Cori: *touches Michelle's shoulder lightly, if she allows it, and smiels warmly to Jim* nah, stick around, see the place.

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head to Michelle. "You need to get another Deacon to help you out, just a suggestion, especially with more members jpoining." she walks out of the Kitchen "Jim if you wouldn't mind I can start the Tour, Cori if You could follow through with your suggestion of earlier, that would be appreciated."

Michelle Morgan: "Workin' on it, Melinda." She watches Arlett.

Arlett: *frowns, eyeing Michelle* what for?

Jim Franklin: *He looks around, perhaps a bit confused. He looks back to Arlett.*

Arlett: *^Though does peer to Jim, breaths in and goes over to him, wishpering to him*

Michelle Morgan: "Because I wish to talk to you."

Arlett: *Peering to Michelle again, she is becoming THAT kind of pouty* fine...

Cori: *nods to Mel, with a cheery grin* will do, m'lady Melinda. *squeezes Michelle'sshoulder very gently, then pushes up to go see Sebastian first....*

Jim Franklin: *He looks back to Melinda, then, and he swallows. He nods, and reaches into his pocket, pressing his inhaler to his lips, to refresh his breath.* Okay, *he says softly to her.*

Melinda Stowe: She walks over to the doors that are on the left hand side of the room, this is where he own tour started. There is a hand scan and a key card swipe which she does to get the doors to open up. A smile to Jim to have him follow her, down the hall on the tour.

Michelle Morgan: She smiles to Cori, and waits for everyone else to leave for the tour, looking back to Arlett and pulling a cigarette as she does.

Jim Franklin: *He nods, and of course follows, his little mouse perched on his shoulder.*

Arlett: *Watches them go, before folding her arms, and eyeing Michelle*

Melinda Stowe: The hallway does a slow curve to the right, and leads to a spot where there's various doors to either side of it. The doors behind them close after they have passed through. "I have not done a tour for someone before so let me know, if you have any questions. These are the dormitories." She goes to one of them and opens the door, showing an empty room. Nothing fancy, but not the closets that, say college dorms are...a bed, a bookshelf, a dresser, a closet, and a desk, with plenty of room aside.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She waits until the door is closed, and looks to Arlett. Her expression is calm, almost frighteningly so. "We're in serious trouble, Arlett...you know that?" She speaks to the woman, not as a child, but as an equal.

Cori: *and she slips into the node room ahead of the tour group, chatting quietly with the gaurdian for a few moments. head tilting waaaaaay back, of course, to look at him properly*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *blinks, at first frowning more, before she sighs, letting her hands fall down, nodding+* i know....

Jim Franklin: *He gulps, as he looks around to the rooms.* I... I h...have an apartment, I d...don't ... have to stay here, do I?

Melinda Stowe: "No, you do not have to stay here, But you will get a room of your own here, so that if you need a place to stay for the night, you will have a place to call your own. They really are not all that bad. I moved in here myself from a house. I prefer the protection that this has, and I am able to use the house for other things." she says to Jim.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Good." She nods, lighting the cigarette. "I wanted to make sure you did realize that. I thought you did, but wanted to hear it from you. You know why we lost the Ascension War, right?"

Cori: *waits for them in the node room, asking Seb about his books and such*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Frowns a tiny bit at that, then she is quiet a moment, before ushering* Because we are divided. Were.... I think....

Jim Franklin: *He swallows.* Al my th...things are at my ap...apartment. My sp...spare parts, my mice... Darwin's with me r...right now, but the others would feel b...bad. I l...like the pr..privacy.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Exactly." She nods. "We can't do that anymore. We need to work together...set the petty differences aside. When others get us angry...the best thing we can do is turn the other cheek." An exhale of smoke. "Hell, I'm about to let fucking Snyde come in here. I loathe him. But we need him. People like him, who will do the things we can't. You know what I mean?"

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *frowns, now, visibly making an efort not to just yell* Tesaa chose NOT to work with us... not only me, ALL of us that night.... Is not my fault

Melinda Stowe: "That is not a problem, It took me a while to move all of my own computer, and things I am working on here, but it affords space and privacy as well. Come, I believe you might like the work rooms a bit better." she says and moves to shut the door, so far she has kept her distance from Jim, personel space seems important to her. She heads down the hall till she come to a set of two doors one on either side of the hall, she opens and walks into the first set of doors. "This is one of the work rooms. " The work space is large, obviously for technological purposes, with several doors inside to smaller labs.

Jim Franklin: *His eyes widen slightly, and he does look pleased. His head bobs, with movement, looking around rapidly.* It's n...nice.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She remains calm...dead calm. Watching the woman...almost detached. "I'm not saying it's your fault, Arlett. Did I once say that?"

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Starts frowning more, looking at Michelle* no...

Melinda Stowe: She glances to his mouse and smiles. "Yes this is one of the perks to being here, and working on things all of the time. She moves to shut the door. "The room across the work room across the way is more of non-technological persuits." she says with a wave to the door.

Cori: *and likely, Cori's excuse for a workroom is in that not-so-technical areas*

Jim Franklin: *He doesn't look that excited, but the small mechanical mouse leans forward, to wiggle it's little nose with a whirr of movement. He walks on. It lets out a startled squeak, and claws its way down his arm.*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Good. Because it's not. However, when someone does that, you need to put it aside, and try to talk to them later about it...or come talk to me. I'll talk to her, or the person involved." Another slow drag of the cigarette. "I can't keep this Chantry together alone, Arlett. I need your help...you most of all. You've been here the longest...you're the heart and soul of this Chantry, along with Sebastien. I need your help, when this place gets filled with people who won't see eye to eye, to keep things together."

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Winces a tiny bit and something she says, darting rather a tiny look at the room, then off* but I know much less them many of you...

Melinda Stowe: "The next on the tour is the node room, and you will get to meet Sebastien." She heads down the hall to the next set of doors, and knocks on the door. "Sebasitan is it okay to come in, there is someone on a Tour."

Melinda Stowe: ((Gaaaah Sebastien, no extra A in there))

Sebastien: "Been a lot of tours lately," comes the booming voice from the other side of the door. "Yes, you can come in."

Jim Franklin: *His eyes widen, and the little mouse scrambles into his pocket. A little shivery, with a whirring.*

Melinda Stowe: She opens the door and moves in the room a nod of her head to Sebastien. "Yes there have been." she turns once out of the way to watch Jim and his reaction.

Cori: *moves over to the door to help catch Jim if he DOES pass out.* oh, yeah--he's got a really cool mechanical mouse. *she informs the dragon*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "It's not about knowledge, Arlett." She shakes her head, slowly. A hand comes out, moving slowly to an ashtray, and taps the end of the cigarette in. "People think of Haven...they think of you. They think of Sebastien, if they know. And they think of me. You, most of all, sometimes. What you do and say, people associate with the Chantry."

Jim Franklin: *His eyes do, indeed, widen, and move up, and up...*

Jim Franklin: d10: Sta: 3,

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *frowns a tad more, fidgeting now somewhat, bitng her lips some* I'm not a good example

Melinda Stowe: She moves further out of the way, it wouldn't do for her to be in the way nor for her to get landed on.

Jim Franklin: *He gulps for air, hitting his chest, eyes widening.*

Cori: *gets ready to catch him,moving into position behind the man. and hoping her bony self can at least cushion the drop, if it happens*

Arlett: ((you are gonna kill the poor man!))

Sebastien: He's curled up, his big ol' dragon self, watching. Huge yellow eyes pass over Jim, examining him. "Hello," he says.

Melinda Stowe: Breath." she sayts to Jim," your inhaler, it is in your pocket." she sounds oh so calm.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Become a good example, Arlett. That's what I need you to do. You can do it."

Cori: it's ok, sugar. *gently, to Jim* Sebastian's awesome, and extrememly smart. *meantally adds "and won't eat you. probably."*

Jim Franklin: *He falls back just a bit, his shaking fingers reaching for his inhaler. He presses it to his lips, and he takes a deep, shuddering breath. He gets out a small squeak. Maybe that's a hello.*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: No I can't *looking up to her* I explode and I everyone gets pissed at me cause I won't do what they say! not to mention I am the one that least can defend herself when needed and I have proved it

Cori: ((apologies for slow posting. i'm cooking. however, i'm still here. *G*))

Sebastien: He looks from the scared little Etherite to Cori, brow raising a bit, as if to say, 'Iiiiinteresting,' and then looks back. "Good evening. I'm Sebastien, the guardian of Haven's Node. And you are?" He doesn't even give that giant-toothed yawn. Such a well-behaved dragon...

Cori: *grins impishly back to Seb, big brown eyes dancing. but, she doesn't say anything*

Melinda Stowe: ((S'okay)) She watches Jim, then back to Sebastein.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "And why is it that you explode?"

Jim Franklin: J...jim, *he stammers.* J...james Franklin. S...son of Ether, s...sir.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *gives her a pouty look for asking that, looking off* Cause they won't listen to me. No one does

Sebastien: "Ah, a Son of Ether." He nods a little bit. "We have had quite the proceeding of Etherites through these walls. Some very good, others...less so." He tilts his head as if shrugging. "And you have a mechanical mouse?"

Jim Franklin: *He nods.* I ... make them, for f...fun. *The little mechanical nose peeks out of his pocket, twitching.* S...simple A.I., sir, r...run on lcd batteries.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She shakes her head, eyes locked almost clinicly on the other. "Arlett...what you don't understand is, I always listen to you. I may not always agree, but I always listen to what you have to say."

Melinda Stowe: She looks back to Jim. She was going to have a question to ask him later. Right now it is Sebastien's time for interview.

Sebastien: "I see." The AI thing is kind of lost on him, though the mouse does draw his attention. "Do you mind, James, if I take a closer look?"

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: you are not always there... *shakes her head* or you are just all for Sam, or that other guy ((she doens't really knows Sam's bro yet))

Cori: *smiles, watching the two*

Jim Franklin: D...darwin m...might be afraid of you, s...sir, *He stammers, but he reaches into his pocket. Indeed, the mouse too shivers, with a little bit of a clink as it does. A whirr of motors, as the little green glowing eyes light up, slowly. A mechanical blink, maybe? Its nose wriggles.*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Arlett, I'm here every day, for a couple of hours, at least, if not more. Yes, I live outside of Haven. I have to...I'm too well-known. People would wonder if I spent all my time inside a alleyway shed." Referring, of course, to the entrance. "But what in the world makes you think I'm only here for Sam or Evan? What makes you think I'm not here for you, as well? My phone's always on."

Sebastien: "I will not hurt him." Yeah, I'm sure THAT'S comforting. Still, it's the thought that counts, and he cranes his neck, bringing his head close to examine mouse and man.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *sighs* Michelle I've been gone for days.... weeks... and no one has noticed, or wondered or even tried to phone my cel.... things happen and I let notice and is like no one cares

Jim Franklin: *He holds up the mouse, rather fearfully. It lets out a squeak, and Jim nearly jumps. Whirr. Squeak.*

Melinda Stowe: She watches Jim interested more she seems in the mouse than anything else.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Arlett...I thought you needed time. So I gave it to you. And I did call you on Halloween," she points out.

Cori: *pats the man's shoulder soothingly*

Sebastien: He peers at the mouse, looking it over closely. his breath comes out in a slight gust through his nostrils, over Jim's feet. "Interesting. It's entirely mechanical...and yet, it has emotions." He seems fascinated by it.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: I wasn't in the mood for halloween

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "I know." She nods. "But I'm saying, I tried, Arlett. I cared, very deeply."

Jim Franklin: A b...bit of programming, r...really, *he says with a small smile.* Reactions... to d...different behaviours in others. It l...learns from them. The pr...programming allows him to. Th...this one is called D...darwin. I have a f...few others, n...none of them the s...same.

Cori: *it DOES? blinks at Darwin curiously, a grin spreading over her face. how very COOL!*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *she just .. peers a moment to her, then just down, biting faintly her lips*

Melinda Stowe: "AI, Artificial Inteligence." she says. "Similar to what I am working on with the trinary computer."

Sebastien: "How intriguing." He nods a little bit, finally pulling away. "Very nicely done, James. So will you be joining us?"

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "What is it?"

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: don't know *muttered* I just... don't know ...

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "You don't know what?"

Jim Franklin: *He looks up.* W...well, *he says quietly.* I w...want to h...help, sir. *The little mouse chitters, and whirrs, running back down his arm, into the safety of his pants pocket, the small eyes and nose still peering out at the dragon almost curiously.*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *frowns* nothing.... is just... *sighs* sometimes I just want to go home... and then I realise I don't have one.... and everyone is apart... there is no one left *frowning more, keeps looking ofF*

Cori: *grins widely* Darwin's totally cool.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Arlett...home is here." She stubs the cigarette out, moving to her. She still has that odd detachment to her, though her actions, her voice denote warmth. "Home is with us...with me." She looks at her. "Do you...would you like to stay with us, at the house in Staten Island? I've always thought you wanted to stay here, that it was your choice, but..."

Cori: ((mmrr, i have to go eat. Cori'll be quiet and stuff for a while. *L*))

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip, and flushes, perhaps a bit, embarrassed by the compliment. The little ears whirr in movement, one towards Cori.*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *shakes her head a little bit* here is never going to be home.....*sighing* Charles made me come... then it was just.... the place to make a difference....*peering to her* and I don't want to bother... and I'll make Sam get ill.. I alwasy do when I am with her more then just a bit.... and I can't keep depending on others... I won't... it makes it harder when they leave

Joey Edwards: ((Ok if I come in?))

Melinda Stowe: ((NP hun *HUGS*))She watches the mouse and Jim. A nod of her head in agreement with something.

Melinda Stowe: ((Sure be ware, I believe Michell and Arlett are in the Kitchens and we are situated in the Node room right now. *S*))

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "I'm not leaving, Arlett." She shakes her head and steps forward, hugging her tightly. "And if you want, I can ask Sam. I don't want to make you be here...I'd be happy to have you. It's Sam and my home, but...let me ask her."

Sebastien: He tilts his head, curiously. "You wish to be an ally of the Chantry...but do you wish to be counted among it's members? There is a difference..."

Michelle Morgan: ((Of course, Joey!))

Joey Edwards: He enters his chantry in the usual manner, a sense of peace stealing over him as he walks into the main room. He looks around, not finding anyone in the immediate area. He goes to his room and sets his text books on the bookshelf there, *much* sturdier than the one he made at home. He wanders a bit aimlessly, heading towards the Node room to maybe wave a hello to Sebastien.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *tenses a bit firt, before she reaches to hug onto her, shaking her head again* I'm staying at C's... he is not there anymore... and.... Kira too need soemone to be with... while she remembers... is ok....

Joey Edwards: ((Just making sure it wasn't an SL that had been started. *G*))

Joey Edwards: ((Just making sure it wasn't an SL that had been started. *G*))

Michelle Morgan: She's standing near the kitchen area, hugging Arlett when Joey comes in. She gives him a brief look and nod, before looking back to the other woman.

Jim Franklin: I d...don't know, sir, *he murmurs, almost feebly.* I'm n...not good with n...new people. I d...don't know how b...beneficial that would b...be to a Chantry.

Arlett: *eh won't see Joy if he doens't speak, being she is hugging to michelle too*

Joey Edwards: He smiles a sunny smile and waves to Arlett and Michelle. Sees they're busy, so keeps going towards the Node room.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Are you sure, Arlett?" She waits until Joey's gone before speaking again. "I mean...if you're sure, that's fine. But I want to be here for you, too."

Joey Edwards: ((Is the door to the Node room closed?))

Sebastien: "Well, it's entirely up to you, James." He sits back, not reaing up...more burling up, cat-like. "You certainly have my support...only you know what skills you can offer."

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *she nods a tiny bit, looking up to her* I've been depending on others.... I shoulnd't now.... not any more

Melinda Stowe: ((I believe it is open))She looks to Jim. "You have skills, Mr. Franklin, do not under-estimate yourself." she says with a nod. "But of course the decision is compleatly up to you, like it has been for everyone else."

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Depending on others is fine...we should all be there for each other...like you've been there for me, from time to time. Like I want to be there for you. I understand wanting to be independant..." She gently catches her chin and leans in, kissing her cheek in an entirely caste manner. "...but don't be afraid to ask for help, either."

Joey Edwards: He peeks in, giving a bright wave to Sebastien, a shy smile to Melinda, and lights up seeing Jim.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "And I'm not going anywhere. I promise."

Sebastien: He looks over to Joey, offering a slight nod. "Hello, Joseph."

Melinda Stowe: She looks to Joey, a raise of her eyebrow. "Hello Mr.?" she looks for him to introduce himself.

Jim Franklin: *His head lowers a bit, but he offers Joey a small, shy smile.* I ... *He pauses.* I w...want to j...join, s...sir, I just d...don't want to be a b...burden.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Looks up when she lits her chin, reaching to to faintly rub under her eyes, with a little sigh* Nearly since I came here Michelle i depended on others... and they all left one by one... I need to start seeing for me myself... or I'll just keep rolling around ... I don't want that anymore

Joey Edwards: "Hi, Sebastien. Yore lookin' fit." Glowing smile to Jim. "Hi, Jim! Ah didn't 'spect ta see ya here." He steps over and gives his friend a warm hug.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *smiling faintly* I've heard that before you know?

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "I know you have. You've heard it from me. And have I gone anywhere I haven't returned from?"

Joey Edwards: Join?! That brings an excited look to his eye, but he's too polite and friendly to ignore Melinda. He turns with another shy but sweet smile. "Hi. Ah'm Joey Edwards, ma'am."

Jim Franklin: *The hug catches him off guard, given that they are.. well... in front of a dragon. He hugs in return. the little mechanical mouse in his pocket peers out curiously.*

Melinda Stowe: She hufffs at the burden crap. "No one is ever a burden." well except herself but that is neither here nor there.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *sighs a bit* no.... but Blaze promised that too.. and he left... and Ca...*wrinkles her nose* Charles did too... and... *sighs* I don't know Michelle.... is not like I can go home and say I'm sorry and spect to be pampered and all that was wrong won't be.... shit is going to keep happening

Melinda Stowe: She nods to Joey. "It is nice to meet you Mr. edwards. I am Melinda Stowe, or Mel."

Joey Edwards: He takes a step back and, assuming he sees the mouse, he grins in childlike wonder and delight at it.

Sebastien: "Why do you think you would be a bruden?" His head twists to the side, curious.

Cori: *comes back from the bathroom or wherever she went. and immediately moves to hug her housemate* yo, Joe! *grins to Jim* Sebastian's awesome, isn't he?

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Yes, it will keep happening." She nods. "I wouldn't lie to you and say everything is going to be all okay...I respect you too much for that. But I will be here for you, in one form or another, as long as you're here. As long as you want me."

Melinda Stowe: She barely supresses a shudder, taking a few more steps away from the door as more people enter.

Joey Edwards: Another light-up smile and he hugs Cori warmly. "Hi, Cori! He's great."

Cori: *kisses Joey's cheek happily*

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *she nods a bit, biting her lips and just hugging and burrying her face agaist Michelle* I do want to... but ... I get furstrated ... is not that I don't want to be near...

Joey Edwards: OOC> Delete last sentence, didn't see that was for Jim. *L*

Cori: ((*giggles and hugs* all good))

Joey Edwards: Excited whisper to Cori, "Is Jim gonna join with us?" Not that he's especially quiet.

Cori: hope so! *grins to Joey happily* he's a sweetie.

Joey Edwards: "Ah know," he whispers back.

Jim Franklin: I d...don't breathe well, *he says softly.* I'm n...not that str...strong. *He bites his bottom lip.*

Cori: *smiles warmly to Joey, with a nod. and speaks to Jim* heck, i'm not very strong, either. no biggie, there--and the whole point of a Chantry is that everyone shores up the other people's weaker points, right?

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "I know, honey." She holds Arlett soft, soothingly. "It's okay. Despite that all...I get frustrated, too. But I'll always be here for you, even when you're frustrated."

Melinda Stowe: "And I break easily. That doesn't mean you do not have strengths elsewhere. Such as your Interfacing abilities, and your technological abilities as well."

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Peers again up to her* I'll try not to...

Joey Edwards: He's practically hopping with excitement, but is obviously biting his tongue and trying to let Jim decide on his own.

Sebastien: He sniffs. "Not all humans, I've observed, are exceptionally strong. In fact, most are not. Of course, this may be a comparitive thing..." he considers, then shrugs. "What is important is not your body, James. It is your other skills."

Cori: *flings an arm around Joey's shoulders for another hug, grinning widely. happy because he's happy. and because she is*

Jim Franklin: *He lowers his head.* Y...yes, sir... I'm s...sorry for my... uhh... that is, I'm n...never sure. But y...yes. *A pause.* I w...would like to j...join.

Melinda Stowe: She smiles with a nod to Jim and then glances to Sebastien, all in a days work in her mind. "Then we should finish you the tour and go see Miss Michelle, with the news."

Joey Edwards: He hugs Cori happily as Jim says he wants to join. "Yes!"

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "That's all I ask, hon." She nods a little, the cold calm gone now. "I love you. And together, we'll try to get through this...okay?"

Sebastien: He nods at that. "Excellent. You may tell Michelle I give my approval."

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *nods, looking up to her* yes...*the frowns, and bites her lips more and murmurS* you do know.... right?... about my dad? ((I know few knew))

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip.* Are you s...sure, I mean she...looked b...busy, I don't want to interrupt.

Cori: awesome. *grins up to the dragon* thanks, Sebastian.

Melinda Stowe: "Ifg she is busy at the time, we can wait to speak with her. You still have the Library and to see where the offices for the Deacons are located." she says but doesn't move from her spot everyone else is in front of the door.

Jim Franklin: *The mouse climbs up to his shoulder again with a whirr of movement. And almost curiously, again, it sniffs at the air, and raises one paw.*

Cori: *reaches out a long finger to the mouse*

Melinda Stowe: She looks over to Sebastien. "Thank you for your time Sebastien, it is always a pleasure to see you."

Sebastien: "Of course, Cori." He curls up, resting his head on the ground. "Oh, and ask Michelle to speak to you about what she and I had discussed, if you don't mind."

Sebastien: "Good day, Melinda...James...Joseph."

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "I know a little bit." She nods. "Just what Michael had in his files." ((Whatever he would have had...))

Cori: *nods cheerfully to the dragon* indeed it was, and is. oh, picked up a crate of books at a yardsale yesterday. i'll bring 'em in so you can pick out any you like the looks of. *yep, talking to the dragon*

Joey Edwards: He steps over to Jim, still eyeing the mouse with some delight, and he puts his arm around his friend, careful not to disturb said mouse. "This is so great, Jim. It'll be great ta have ya here."

Jim Franklin: I ... *He pauses, shifting nervously.* I h...have my own apartment, but I w...will move m...most of my things here. I'll k...keep it to h...have a place.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: ((I don't know if he had any *S* honestly)) *she bites her lips* he is technocrat... mean... I told them.. cause it was imporant.. and... mean... *fidgeting a bit* I know is a bad thing....

Cori: *nods to Seb* will do. sweet dreams. *with a deep, flourishing bow, first to the dragon, then to the others, she opens the door for everyone. of course, Miss Gawky also comes close to kissing the floor--but she's used to that*

Sebastien: "Excellent...thank you." His eyes shut, and he settles in to sleep.

Jim Franklin: *But he moves towards the door. That little mouse sniffs at the offered finger, but the paw lowers again. With a whirr, it moves to look over to Joey. Its head turns upside down, and then rightside up again. A squeak.*

Cori: *and she keeps the door open until everyone's out, then closes it quietly*

Melinda Stowe: "Goodnight Sebastien." She waits for everyone else to leave so that she is the last one out of the room before she shuts the door behind them all.

Joey Edwards: "That is the neatest little bitty thing, where did ya git it?" Stepping out the door.

Cori: *doesn't fight Mel on who gets to close the door. simply exits, with a cheery chuckle*

Jim Franklin: I m...made him. His n...name's Darwin, *he says with a little nod.*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She nods a little, sympathetic. "I understand, Michelle. It's okay...well, it's not, but you know what I mean. We'll figure it out."

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: ((jejejej *tickles Mmichelle...*))*she nods, still biting her lips* I.... know some would see it as really bad... and with all this....it's better you know *peering to her* I... he... he was in the agents list... Allen gave us...

Melinda Stowe: Yes not having a freaking out VA on your hands is a good thing. She manouvers around the group keeping her distance from them all, once she is back in the lead again she looks over her shoulder to make sure they are all following her before she set's off down the curving hall once again this time stopping when she comes to the library.

Joey Edwards: "Ya made him? He's just so neat!" Totally enchanted with the little beast. "Ah saw Michelle by the kitchens."

Cori: *plods along with the others* hey, Jim? may i hold Darwin? would he mind? promise i'd be really careful. *she makes no move to reach for the mouse, not without permission*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: ((Yeah, yeah. ;) )) "Thank you for telling me." She hugs the woman once more, and then sighs. "I need another drink. To much emotional outpouring." She grins a little to Arlett, winking. "We okay?"

Melinda Stowe: And the tour seems to be loosing interest from the two that are already members, and slipping into Jim being dis-interested. She opens the door to the Library. "This is the Library." oh yes she plods on. She doesn't move inside of the room keeping herself outside, and out of the way.

Jim Franklin: *He nods, and smiles, a bit of color to his cheeks.* I s...saw her too. Is she r..r.eally famous?

Jim Franklin: *He looks around, however, to the tour, as he reaches up to grab Darwin, and slips him onto Cori's.* Behave, *he says, and apparently it is to the mouse.*

Jim Franklin: ((shoulder, Cori's shoulder))

Cori: *smiles warmly to Mel in thanks for being the guide, and cups the mouse delicately, petting him with a fingertip* heya, cutie. *grins to the little mechanical creature*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "And I'll still get pissy." She chuckles. "But I promise I'll try to work it out with you once I calm down. Okay?"

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *smiles* okey.... *hugging her again* hei... at least I don't blow out things....

Melinda Stowe: It is a good sized library tables and chairs inside of the room. "Any research you may have to do, things can possibly be found in here. I have not myself made use of the room." she says.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "True enough." She hugs Arlett tightly, chuckling. "That's a bonus."

Cori: it's a nice library. *affirms with a nod* i'd like to see more herbal works, but then--i really like plants. *chuckles* need to ask Michelle if she minds if i contribute some of those.

Joey Edwards: "Ah dunno. Ah reckon she is. She's got CDs out, ah think. He follows Mel obligingly.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *grins, nodding* thanks...

Cori: she is famous. *grins cheerfully* but, she hasn't let it swell her ego, or her good sense. she's a rockin' lady in more ways than one.

Jim Franklin: *He looks over to Melinda almost curiously.* It's a n...nice library, *he says softly. The little mouse crawls up to Cori's shoulder, if it isn't there initially. It chitters against her finger, and whirrs to move its head. Little ears move as well.*

Melinda Stowe: She looks to Cori. "I do not see why Michelle would mind, it could be a benifit to those who come after you to use them, but asking is a good thing as well." she says, once they have had their fill of the library she let's someone else shut the door as she moves on down the hall a bit further.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: "Any time."

Joey Edwards: He watches the mouse, still enchanted by it.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *smiles* oh.... and by the way... you won't want Ethar around *Grins a bit* he eats shoes...

Melinda Stowe: She waves a hand to the doors for the Deacons. "These would be where you can leave messages, or talk with the Deacons, Michelle right now is the only one, but as she said she is working on that." also of note is the double doors with the hand scanner and swipe card on this side of the hall.

Cori: *happily pets the mouse* yeah, yer a darling fellow, Mr. Darwin. now, when we end up back in the main room, don't you be scared of my boys--they won't hurt you. *speaking to the mechamouse* 'Heart's more scared of you then you are of him, and i won't let Weiss lick on you.

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She chuckles, going back for her drink. "Good thing I wear sandles, then." She winks to the other.

Cori: *nods to Mel cheerfully* that was my thought. i doubt she'd mind, but yeah--asking's a better call than just doing it.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *giggles, shaking her head, and as she goes for her drink she moves to get chocolately milk* yea *nods*

Jim Franklin: *Its head whirrs with movement, and it lets out a squeak. Jim watches the tour, remembering where everything is. Everything in its place, it seems.*

Michelle Morgan -> Arlett: She picks up her drink and sips at it, looking around. "They should be done with the tour soon...I would hope so, at least." She glances to the door closest to the Deacon's offices, considering.

Joey Edwards: He laughs in delight at the squeak.

Arlett -> Michelle Morgan: *Nods, eyeing that way* yea.... wonder what happened when they saw Seb

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head to Jim. "Yes the Library is good, and yes

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head to Jim. "Yes the Library is good, and yes Miss Cori sometimes it is a good thing to ask. Now if you haven't noticed Jim." She says moving to get her hand scanned and swipping the card. The doors opening. "We started on the left but we will end on the right, it wraps around, back to the livingroom, or main area." And sure enough it does so, and she walks back into the livingroom.

Melinda Stowe: ((Ignore the first post Blah dunno what happened there. *L*))

Jim Franklin: *His eyes widen, and he nods.* A c...circle.

Melinda Stowe: ((Ignore the first post Blah dunno what happened there. *L*))

Michelle Morgan: "Looks like we might find out." She's leaning against the kitchen counter, a little smile on her face, as she watches the group come back out.

Cori: *and the dogs are still happily snoozing. Weiss is drooling on 'Heart*

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head. "Yes, exactally." a slight smile.

Arlett: *Blinks, nodding, waving a little hi to them back, now with a glass of chocolate* how it went?

Cori: *grins to Michelle widely* oh, Michelle, Sebastian said to talk to you about what you and he talked about. *pauses to make sure she got it right, then nods*

Melinda Stowe: She nods to Michelle and then to Arlett.

Jim Franklin: He s...said he g...gives his support? *he says confused.*

Arlett: *blinking at them* hummm... wha?*eyieng Michele then coryu and Jim, with a faint grin to Mel*

Cori: *nods to Jim* yes, he did say that he supports you joining, but he also told me to tell Michelle that other thing. *chuckles* and i make a point of not arguing with someone who can inhale me if he feels like it. although i doan think he would. Sebastian's cool.

Michelle Morgan: She nods to Jim. "Good to know...Arlett, if you wanna get him set up with Security? I know how to do it, but you're way faster?" She smiles to Arlet. "And Cori, we'll do that, definitely. Private conversation, I think, though."

Joey Edwards: He grins to Michelle and Arlett, pointing at the mouse. "Ain't it neat?"

Melinda Stowe: "Yes Sebastien gives his approval, and I believe that Jim, " she looks over to him. "Has decided to join the Chantry."

Arlett: *Blinks ato joey* when you came in *and the mouse* yea... it is *nodding, going out the kitchen to go to Jim* come for a bit?

Cori: *nods cheerfully to Michelle* at your disposal. *very carefully attempts to hand Darwin back* i expect you'd rather he be with you, right Jim? *grins*

Jim Franklin: *The little mouse on Cori's shoulder cants his head at the pointing finger. Its head twists upside down, and then rightside up again.*

Jim Franklin: *He nods, and reaches out his hand ot the little mouse.* Th...thank you. I c...can bring him b...back, but he l...likes home a b...bit better. *He nods to Arlett as well, and follows.*

Joey Edwards: "Bye, Cori, ah'll see ya at home later."

Arlett: *is just a moment to get Jim's date to make him a card...((as is just faster to say so))

Melinda Stowe: Melinda moves into the kitchen to pick up her locked metal boxes, she glances to the fridge and decided that is much easier, and she opens the fridge and sets them inside.

Cori: *nods to Joey and hugs him tight, after handing over the mouse carefully*

Michelle Morgan: She leans back against the counter, watching everyone, a little smile on her face.

Melinda Stowe: "I will let you two have your space." she moves out of the Kitchen headding to the doors that lead to the dorms, and soon passes through them as they close behind her.

Arlett: ((ponders if she gots to roll something to get Jim clearanse... pictures him being trapped in security when car slips on *G*hideS*))

Cori: *smiles to Mel* thanks for being the guide, Mel.

Michelle Morgan: ((Naah, s'all good. Let's not bust out the security measures. ;) ))

Melinda Stowe: "Not a problem." comes the responce as she dissapears down the hall.

Arlett: ((O*giggls*))

Joey Edwards: He waves to Mel. "Bye."

Cori: *tilts her head at Michelle* 'sup? *grins* want some tea? *moving to make some for herself*

Jim Franklin: *He holds up a hand as well, whispering a thank you. The mouse climbs down his arm, back into the safety of his pocket.*

Arlett: *blinks, shakes head to Jim and once is done, gives him the passage card* there... now you can come in *grins*

Michelle Morgan: "Naah, I'm good." She holds up her drink, some alcoholicy concoction. She moves over to Cori, speaking to her in a quiet, if not overly so, tone.

Jim Franklin: *He takes the card.* Th...thank you.

Cori: *nods and listens curiously as she sets up her tea*

Arlett: no problem *nods and moves back to the living area, tugging fainly of him*

Michelle Morgan -> Cori: "So, I've been talking to Sebastien about a couple things...he brought up a really good point. I'm a bit stretched thin here. So I've been trying to see if I can find a person or two to help me keep this place running."

Melinda Stowe: Melinda moves back to the labs, and into the room that she has taken over, a purse of her lips at the computer as she grabs up some more components and starts to get back to work.

Joey Edwards: He steps back form Michelle and Cori, giving them privacy.

Joey Edwards: ooc form=from

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip, and moves away as well, a bit closer to Joey, to talk.*

Cori: *eyebrows raise, murmuring back in teh same quiet voice*

Cori -> Michelle Morgan: keep it running, how? you know i'm perfectly willing to help out--just tell me what you need.

Arlett: *and so sits, eyeing them all... quietly*

Joey Edwards: He smiles very happily to Jim. Quietly, "Ah'm really happy you've joined. It's a real nice place."

Cori: *glances to the others, holding up the teabags with a curious look, offering*

Jim Franklin: *He nods.* W...with our n...names being r...released, it's s...safer that way. *He smiles faintly.* I'm gl...glad t...to be around friends.

Arlett: *shakes head to Cori, signaling her chocolately glass, a, dn curls her legs up, watching the others*

Cori: *a thumbs' up to Arl*

Joey Edwards: "Whose names is bein' released? Not ta the taxmen, ah hope?"

Michelle Morgan -> Cori: "Well, I've talked to Sebastien...and I'd like, if you're willing, to have you become a Deacon."

Arlett: *blinks, looking to Jeo* you don't know?!

Melinda Stowe: ((And unless you need Melinda, then I am going to drop the nick, as she would work on geting the trinary computer working))

Cori: *a jaw drop, blinking at Michelle. manages to keep her voice down, though*

Joey Edwards: Blinks back at Arlett. "Ah've bin buried in school work. What's up?"

Arlett: ((Cori and Michelle are making me curiosu!)

Arlett: *blinks in disbeliev* shit.. man... the technos are after us and they got a hit list with all our names...

Cori -> Michelle Morgan: me? a Deacon? wow! um...do you really think i have what it takes? i know, fromwatching you,it's a big job. but i'm game for it if you really want me. i'll do my best.

Joey Edwards: "Then we have ta git rid of 'em, ah reckon," he says quietly but unhappily. "Ah don't like killin' but ah don't see much else ta do. We cain't jest roll over like mutts."

Arlett: *blinks at Joe... ok, he's changed, a lot* yea.. we knows... we working on that... stick toguether is the first though

Joey Edwards: He nods with a deep sigh, quite morose about the thought of impending violence. But if it's kill or be killed, and his friends are threatened... "Ah'll do whatever ah kin ta help."

Jim Franklin: *He nods, and he lowers his head unhappily.* We can just hide.

Michelle Morgan: She smiles a little bit and nods to Cori.

Cori: *the mutt Weiss opens an eye to snort at Joey, heavy tail thudding on the floor a couple of times. before he rolls over, displacing 'Heart, who yips at him a moment*

Michelle Morgan -> Cori: "I think you'll do a great job, Cori. I'll get you set up with the hieghtened security and stuff."

Cori: *blushes from the part in her hair down into her tshirt and reaches out to hug the woman tightly*

Joey Edwards: He smiles a touch at the dogs. "Ah didn't mean you guys," he says affectionately to the large animal. "Ah reckon ah should of said play dead like possums." He pats Jim's shoulder encouragingly. "Hidin' doesn't work fer long."

Cori -> Michelle Morgan: i'm game, then. just tell me exactly what i need to start doing and all, and i'll give you my best.

Arlett: *Looks to Jim* it's already been stated that's why they nearly killed us last time Jim.... cause we just hid and waited for them to kill us.... is not gonna work...

Jim Franklin: W...we need a more p...powerful security device, *he says with a sincere nod.*

Cori: Weiss whuffs happily at Joey and heaves himself up to go over and claim his pettings! 'Heart sneezes and follows suit. although, he keeps Weiss between himself and the Stranger Jim with the Scary Metal Mousie*

Joey Edwards: He frowns, remembering all the upset because he, and others, actually fought back and attacked them that one time, run them off. Feels better to know that next time, he won't get in trouble for standing up to them, and says so. "So we won't git in trouble fer fightin' back?" he says to Arlett quietly. "Good."

Jim Franklin: *Oooh... the puppy is scared of the mouse. The little green eyes light up, and Darwin crawls out of his pocket, to peer at the dog.*

Arlett: yea... we working on all that....*nods* you can give your ideas too

Arlett: *looks to Joey* well we need to fight back smartly and NOT ALONE.. Joey?

Michelle Morgan: She nods and hugs Cori back.

Michelle Morgan -> Cori: "Lemme make the announcement now. Best they learn sooner rather then later."

Cori: *'Heart cringes away from teh Scary Thing, scooting back with his long tail between his legs. Cori beams at Michelle, still blushing. she sort of looks like Christams in person, with the red face and green T*

Jim Franklin: *He smiles.* I'll g...get to work on it.

Arlett: *looking to Jim, grins, nods* ya can stay too.. ya know?

Joey Edwards: He leans down and engulfs the large mongrel in a hug with firm scritches, then holds out his dog-scented hands for Heart.

Michelle Morgan: She grins and moves away, just enough to be out of the hug but still by Cori's side. "Hey, guys? Got something to announce...I'll be posting it for the rest, but spread the word, also."

Cori: *nods to Michelle. her face a mixture of emotions, although mostly awed and pleased*

Joey Edwards: Arlett: "Ah don't go off alone. T'ain't smart. 'Ceptin' ah do have ta go ta school." He makes a sad face at Heart.

Arlett: *blinking, lookign to Michelle* uh?

Joey Edwards: He looks up to Michelle.

Cori: *'Heart keeps one eye on the mouse, and edges slowly over to Joey. Weiss tries to wash Joey happily*

Arlett: School is good joey.... just be carefull...*well kinda.. school is boring*

Jim Franklin: *He looks over to Joey.* D...don't go alone? *he says softly. A pause.* I'll m...make a mouse for you.

Jim Franklin: *Darwin lets out a squeak, and climbs quickly up to his shoulder.*

Joey Edwards: He looks over at Jim, gaze softening, and he pats his hand. "Ain't no one ta go with me." His eyes light up at the thought of a mouse, but Michelle is trying to talk, so he saves that for later.

Michelle Morgan: "I know it's kind of been a while, that I've been working alone as Deacon...and it worked for a while, 'cause we were kind of small. But we're getting more people in now, and so I've spoken with Sebastien, and he...well, pretty much told me I needed to find some help. So, I've just asked, and I'd like you all to meet your new Deacon..." She grins a little, looking to the woman at her side. "Cori."

Jim Franklin: *His head swivels back to Michelle, and he nods, swallowing.*

Arlett: *blinks, blinks and looks from Michelle to Cori and back*

Cori: *blushes again and nods to the others* i'll do my best by everybody.

Jim Franklin: *He smiles to Cori.* C..congratulations.

Joey Edwards: He lights up. "Really? Cori, that's great!"

Arlett: *and then slowly grins* uh.. know I still don't know ya well... still Congrats Cori

Michelle Morgan: She smiles warmly to Cori, and then looks back to the others. Her eyes find Arlett a moment, a little curious.

Michelle Morgan: A little smile as Arlett grins. She nods a little bit.

Arlett: *titls her head to Michelle at her look*

Cori: *blushes* thanks, guys. *Weiss lays down on Joey's feet, unimpressed by talk of Deacons. unless Deacons is another way of saying "free food", which doesn't seem to be the case.*

Michelle Morgan: A little shrug to Arlett, as if to say 'nothing,' and she moves away, patting Cori on the arm as she heads to a couch, dropping onto it.

Arlett: *kinda nods, titliing her head again, before she stands* I'll go now... should go check on.... ah.. Michelle can I brin gKira in?

Cori: *smiles warmly to Michelle and heads over to the grup, with her tea. sitting on the floor so that 'Heart can curl up in her lap*

Cori: *smiles warmly to Arlett* you stay safe, ai'ight?

Arlett: *nods to Cori* ya too *a little grin*

Michelle Morgan: "Sure, Arlett. Feel free."

Arlett: *nods* I'll call ya when.. needa tell her *nods, and waves to them, before starting for the door*

Joey Edwards: "Bye, Arlett!"

Jim Franklin: *he holds up a hand to say goodbye to Arlett as well. A small smile touches his lips.*

Joey Edwards: He looks over at Jim and suddenly beams.

Cori: *chuckles to Jim* uh-oh--Joey's got his grinny face on! *winks to Joey playfully, pettign 'Heart and trying to keep his nose out of her tea*

Joey Edwards: He blushes and grins at Cori. "Ah cain't help it. It's jest so great havin' Jim here. Ah ain't hardly seein' him these days."

Cori: *nods* yeah, and that's a for shame. cuz Jim's cool.

Jim Franklin: *He smiles, and he turns a bit of a reddish shade. He looks sheepish. The mouse pokes him in the cheek, though, with its tiny metallic nose.*

Joey Edwards: "It seems ever' time we git ta talkin', sumpin' comes up and interrupts us."

Joey Edwards: He laughs in sheer delight at the mouse's antics. "How does it do all that?" Not that he would understand the mechanical bits.

Michelle Morgan: She looks between the three, Jim, Cori, and Joey, smiling lightly as she lights a cigarette.

Cori: he's an AI, if i'm right. *cocks her head to Jim as she tries to answer Joey herself* he learns and stuff, on his own. proly smarter than my big guy, there. but i wouldn't trade Weiss for nothin'.

Michelle Morgan: A glance goes to Arlett before she slips out, and she smiles, waving goodbye.

Jim Franklin: *He nods.* He is pr...rpogrammed to r...respond to several different c...commands, and to l..learn and evolve on his own.

Joey Edwards: "Bye Michelle!"

Cori: *grins, because she seems to have gotten it straight. quietly* all good, Michelle?

Joey Edwards: Hasn't a clue what AI is, but he nods anyway because he's listening and learning.

Arlett: *She'll wave a tiny bye to michelle with a smiel, before she just starts down the big tunnel* ((jeje sorry. she just is.. has things to think on *blinks* ))

Cori: *grins warmly to Arl as she goes. trying to commit her to memory. again*

Michelle Morgan: ((Joey...Arlett slipped out. Not Michelle. She's on the couch. *S*)) She looks to Cori, nodding. "Yeah...everything's good."

Arlett: ((yea.. Arlett for ones is beeing antisocial! *G* sowwy))

Cori: *a soft smile to Michelle* ai'ight, then. *tilts her head* wanna hold 'heart for a bit? he's nice and snuggly. and he hates booze, so after one sniff, you won't have to fight him off your drink. *he's still trying, carefully, to get into her tea*

Jim Franklin: *He looks back to Michelle, and he raises his hand to the small creature so it can clamber onto his hand.*

Joey Edwards: ((oops *L* sorry, Delete that post then))

Michelle Morgan: "Sure." She grina nd reaches out to take the dog.

Cori: *his head lowers submissively, thin tail wagging furiously. and once on Michelle's lap, he presents her with a soft belly to rub. Cori grins, watching*

Joey Edwards: He watches the mouse, could watch the darned little thing all night.

Jim Franklin: *All this smiling. He just smiles softly, and edges a BIT closer to Joey.*

Michelle Morgan: She grins a little and commences with a gentle belly rubbing.

Joey Edwards: A smile is the most natural expression in the world for Joey, and he leans lightly against his friend and watches Darwin with merry eyes.

Cori: *Weiss plops his heavy, slobbery head into Cori's lap. one hand pets while the other holds her precious tea* oh, Joey--i got more of thsi blend at the house. yer gonna try it, right? *grins* it's a new one i'm trying out--rosehip, lavender buds, abd a couple of other herbs. *grins widely* you figure out what-all's in there, i'll buy you yer fave pie or something.

Cori: *that's a happy little dog sprawled on Michelle. he sighs, twisting his head to lick at the woman. or the air, whichever he can reach.* he likes you.

Michelle Morgan: "I see that." She chuckles.

Joey Edwards: Cori: "Shore, that sounds great." A mischievious smile. "Kin ah cheat ta figger out what's in it?"

Jim Franklin: *He mouse seems pleased to exert its dominance, scrambling up to Jim's shoulder again. Dogs beware!*

Joey Edwards: He laughs at Darwin. "Ah reckon he's got a bit of an attitude."

Cori: *grins to Michelle, then chortles at Joey* sure you can--but if you cheat, i'm gonna ~bake~ the pie instead of buying it.... *Weiss rolls an eye to observe the metal mousie...but Cori's petting has him distracted. 'Heart is safe in the lap of a Nice Human*

Joey Edwards: Cori: "You'd do that ta me?" Bambi eyes.

Cori: *eyes Joey* sweetie-pea-potpie-hunnybunny-cuddlemudge? puppy eyes doan work so well on me. i ahve these guys...*gestrues at her dogs, grinning from ear to ear*

Michelle Morgan: She looks up between the three, genuinely enjoying the camaraderie between the two, noting Jim's shy silence, as she continues to pet the dog.

Joey Edwards: He laughs. "Yep. Maw used ta box muh ears when ah tried ta pull the sad eyes on her."

Jim Franklin: *He smiles.* He g...gets this way when he thinks he's in ch...charge. *He looks back to Cori, wide-eyed.*

Cori: *giggles at him* good lady! smart one. mmm, and i made some fresh dog treats at the house, too. those, at least, i can make without ruining...and they're not too bad. my boys're still spiffy as ever,a nd they've had 'em. feel free to give out some to Bowser.

Cori: *grins to Jim* who, Darwin? *chuckles* then Darwin's a right good name for him.

Joey Edwards: He smiles. "It's clever, though. You must be awful smart ta think of this."

Cori: *finishes her tea, sighing happily* mmm. i think that blend's a definate keeper. Jim,you like tea? *tilts her head at the man, now able to use both hands on Weiss. he approves. 'Heart snuggles closer to Michelle with a wide yawn*

Jim Franklin: *He flushes, again with the compliment.* M...my other mice evolve. D...darwin is m...my favorite. Sagan f...found himself a new h...home. He hid all the time, you see, and... *He pauses, and winces.* S...sorry. I'm babbling.

Jim Franklin: *He nods.* I l...like tea, yes.

Michelle Morgan: "They really are nice, Jim," she says softly, looking to 'Heart with a grin. "Think this one's tiring out. Too much attention."

Joey Edwards: Jim: "Ah like listenin' to ya, though."

Cori: *smiles softly to Jim, then thinks of something* say.....can you make other ones beside mice? and, sicne ya like tea--there's a bunch of green canisters in the kitchen, and teaballs for the loose ones in the drawer. help yourself, but if ya got allergies, read the labels first, ai'ight? all i ask is, you tell me what you like or dun like about the ones you try. *nods ruefully to Michelle* prolly a sign i need to get them back home soon--i promised them a b-a-t-h and a good yum tonight. Michelle, is it all right if i donate some herbals and stuff to the library?

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip slightly.* Th...thank you.

Jim Franklin: I ... *He frowns, as if thinking about it.* I s...suppose. I j...just d...do mice well. It would t...take some t...time. Mice fascinate me. They're clever, inventive...

Cori: *nods* they're cool. think you could try, say, a miniature fox? about Darwin's size, i mean. foxes are pretty clever, too.

Michelle Morgan: "Absolutely, Cori." She nods. "We could use that kind of knowledge."

Joey Edwards: "How'd the mice evolve?" he asks curiously. "Ah'm studying plant evolution this fall, and animal development. But next spring ah'm gittin' inta animal behavior. Do they kinda evolve like real animals?"

Jim Franklin: I d...don't like predators. *He flushes slightly.* B...but I could tr...try.

Cori: cool! i got doubles of some stuff. i'll bring them tomorrow, along with that crate for Sebastian to look through......*shoves Weiss's head gently off her lap, ignoring the drool spots, and lumbers upright* see ya'll tamorra....*goes to clean out her cup and heads back*

Cori: well, if you'd rather not, it's all good, Jim. *grins to him cheerfully* what about, like, a skunk about that size? without the stink factor, though. *goes over to gently scoop 'Heart up, like a baby*

Jim Franklin: S...sort of, though m...more like a s...simple AI program. H..he can l..learn tricks, and l...learns to r...respond to realworld situations, over t...time. He wouldn't l...learn to gnaw, or eat, or to l...live in the w...wild.

Joey Edwards: "Aw, skunks make great pets." He chuckles. "Muh oldest brother found a skunk kit and brought it home, you should of seen Paw yellin'!"

Joey Edwards: There's that mysterious AI again. He quiets and listens to Jim. "Wow," he finally says, meaning it.

Michelle Morgan: "Goodbye, Cori. See you tomorrow."

Cori: but they reek if they ain't descented. *chuckles* heh. i used to sort of have a pet squirrel. tamed him down so he'd eat out of my hand. and yell at me if i didn't bring the nuts he wanted right then, too. Mr. Chatterduck, i called him. but, i never took him home with me. didn't need to--he lived near where me and my Mentor did.

Jim Franklin: Bye Cori, *he says softly. A small smile.* I'll... I'll try. I'll blueprint one out.

Cori: *nods to Michelle, touching her shoulder lightly, the pup snuggled close with the other arm* be safe, Michelle. *a soft smile* ai'ight, boys, see ya'll later. hey, Weiss, c'mon,ya big lug! *the dog yawns and streeeeeeetches lazily before heading to his human*

Michelle Morgan: "You too." She sighs, and rises to her feet. "I should get going, too. Early meeting with record executive airheads. Good to have you here, Jim...good to see you as always, Joey."

Cori: *nods to Jim cheerfully* if you have time. i mean--doan put off anything yer workign on, just for that. night, cutie. and night to you, too, lil darlin' Darwin. doan do nuthin i wouldn't do, Joester. *winks roguishly at her housemate as she heads on out*

Jim Franklin: *He bites his bottom lip slightly, and he looks up to Joey.* I ... I mean, I sh...should get to pl...planning that out.

Joey Edwards: "G'night, Cori! See ya at home."

Joey Edwards: "G'night, Michelle," he gives her a sunny, still slightly shy smile with a hint of blush.

Joey Edwards: He looks a little sad, but nods in understanding. "Iffen ya got ta go, Jim. It's okay. Mebbe we kin see each other more now that yore here."

Michelle Morgan: She smiles to them both and heads out the door. ((Thanks for the scene, guys!))