Melinda Stowe: Eyes darting about, as she makes her way to the indicated appropriate place. Doing her usual "wierd" walk, making sure she doesn't step on a crack in the sidewalk, or get to close to anyone on the streets, her bag close to her a hand inside one of the pockets. Shoudlers hunched a bit more than usual.

Michelle Morgan: Michelle is standing in the mouth of the alley in question, which is a grotty little alleyway in the middle of nowhere. She's got a leather jacket on over her Political Message T-Shirt, and one of her full-length skirts on as well.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces toward the alley, likely a bit later than she'd anticipated. Was it.. this street.. or.. this one.. She keeps a look out, hands clasped around the strap of her heavy bag.. and grinning wide eyed at her surroundings.

Melinda Stowe: A nod to Michelle as she approaches the wom. "Good day." yes this time she refrains from name as a precaution in her mind. She keeps her distance from Michelle as perusual, as her eyes dart about.

Michelle Morgan: She looks around, smiling at Melinda and Alyssa as they separately approach. "Hey, guys. Glad you could make it."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa trundles up to Michelle and extends a fistful of wild onions to the woman "I brought you a present."

Melinda Stowe: No expression except the one of calm, alfooness on her face as she see's Alyssia. A thought flickering across her mind, as she looks once more to Michelle.

Michelle Morgan: She smiles a little and takes the onions with a nod. "Thank you, Alyssa. I appreciate that." She looks from one to the other. "Now, before we go in, let me say that there is another place I'd like to tell you about...but we can get to that once we get out of the public eye. Keep in mind, this isn't your only option, though, and I would be remiss if I didn't tell you about the other."

Melinda Stowe: She keeps herself away from the 'no personal boundries' woman as she takes a step back. She looks to Michell and nods her head, yes she remebers. "Of course." polite as always.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa tilts her head listening to Michelle. Confused already.. this should be fun. She nods, curious to see what she's on about.

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little to them, and tilts her head toward what looks like a battered, abandoned storeroom at the end of the alleyway. "Follow me, then, ladies, and I'll give you the tour."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces happily closely behind Michelle. Keeping at least a yard between herself and breaky lady.

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head to Michell. She will follow after them both, that way it is much easier for her to keep her distance. Once again making sure she doesn't step on any unever ground as she goes.

Michelle Morgan: She leads then into the storeroom, which is stacked high with empty boxes and broken crates. She shuts the door behind them, then kicks something out of view. A door opens, and she smiles to them. "This way, if you please..." She heads down into the tunnel.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa continues to follow closely behind Michelle.

Melinda Stowe: Her breathing starts to come in shallow and quick when they all have to enter the storage space together. Relief washes over her features when the door opens she follows once more keeping her eyes peeled. Once can never be too cure of ambushes.

Michelle Morgan: The tunnel is a long, broad, winding corridor that is wide enough for four people and reinforced with steel pillars to prevent it from collapsing. They twist and turn, thoroughly confounding unaided direction sense, and extends a mile on, sloping gently downward. As they move along, the lights along follow them, shutting off 50 meters behind them and illuminating 50 meters ahead of them, consistantly.

Melinda Stowe: She eyes the corridor with only a quirk of an eyesbrow, not a bad touch, know when people are going to be sneaking up on you at least. Although the walk a bit long her her opinion but she set's her jaw and continues on.

Michelle Morgan: ((Pauses so the Scarlet can get some sleeeeeps.))

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces along behind Michelle wideeyed with a curious look around the place

Michelle Morgan: "Forgive the long walk," she says, smiling mutedly on the way down. "We'll be at the end soon."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a bright smile to Michelle "I like it. It's spooky."

Melinda Stowe: Her shoulders hunch a bit more at what Alyssa says. Obviously this one has been sheltered from reality, and it will bite her in the ass....and hard real soon. "It is okay, I take it there would be other ways in if membership was gartnered."

Michelle Morgan: She chuckles a little and continues on. At the end is the massive door, 13 inches of steel thick, covered with ceramics. She pauses at the end, putting her hand on the handprint reader, then swiping the card she produces with her other hand. With a very slow motion, the doors start to open.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa's eyes widen tilting her head at the device "The wall.. it knows you." She nods.

Michelle Morgan: "It's programmed to," she says with a nod to Alyssa. "Technology. The man who built Haven was a Son of Ether."

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head over the hand print reader/. "Not bad, you have someone who keeps all of this updated I take it." she glances to Alyssa, and refrains from rolling her eyes.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa nods proudly "I know all about technology. David Poe taught me how to use a cellular phone. Can't get the thing to stop beeping at me though.." She continues looking around the area curiously.

Michelle Morgan: "Yep." She nods, and once the doors are fully open, steps into the living area. "Arlett handles updating the Security, though I know enough to update it too, if necessary."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa bounces along behind Michelle with her tiny hands clenched around the strap of her heafy messenger bag.

Melinda Stowe: Melinda once inside the livingroom area waves a hand at the door. "That is easy, I have something similar at home." she shrugs. Looks around David teaching this one technology...she would have to send David a New computer for his efforts in putting up with the girl.

Michelle Morgan: The living area is comfortable, with couches, a couple chairs, even a bean bag, and a television and so one. There's an attached kitchen as well. "Welcome to Haven, ladies."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa looks around with a bright smile "This isn't nearly as spooky as I was expecting.. But It's nice."

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head. "Quite homey." maybe she likes it maybe she doesn;t hard to tell with this one.

Michelle Morgan: She gives a very faint smile. "Yeah...I like it. Home away from home..." She shrugs a little bit and points the areas out. "Living room, kitchen." And then, she points to two more of the massive doors, one on either side of the large room. "Doors to the rest of the Chantry. Lemme show you guys the rooms."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa grins "People live here?! Is Damien here?" She continues to bounce along behind Michelle.. ignoring breaky lady entirely.

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head. "Of course." and once again she will follow behind the two of them.

Michelle Morgan: "No, Damien lives in his own home. Right now, only Arlett lives here full-time...most of the rest of us maintain homes elsewhere." She heads to the left door, where there's another handprint reader and swipe, and opens the door, moving through into the hallway beyond.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a soft giggle, peeking into any open doors along the way "Who's Arlett? Is she nice?"

Melinda Stowe: Intersted she continues following. "IS it common for members to have outside homes, rather than living here?"

Michelle Morgan: The hallway does a slow curve to the right, and leads to a spot where there's various doors to either side of it. "It's pretty common, yeah...I need it, due to my real life, and because my significant other isn't a member. Others have people they take care of, or just want to maintain another home besides here."

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head. "Quite understandable Miss Michelle." Her eyes looks around despite the lack of movement of her head.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa however is moving all over the place. She runs her hand along the wall with a bright smile.. looking this way and that.

Michelle Morgan: "This 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.

Melinda Stowe: She looks at the room, making sure that she is put of the way of Alyssa, who seems to behyperactive that she will break herself and others if she is not careful. "Not bad, if a resident was going to be staying here full time, and required extra space, is that available?"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She pokes her head inside with a wide grin. "With this much room you could safely sacrifice a goat in here." she nods with an innocent smile to Michelle "I like it."

Melinda Stowe: Her head whips to look at Alyssa, that didn't sound like a joke not at all. She looks to Michelle.

Michelle Morgan: "Thanks," she says, shrugging off the goat comment. She looks to Melinda. "Extra room for the bedroom? Or just in general?"

Melinda Stowe: "In general. Like a personal work room." she says.

Michelle Morgan: "That can be arranged," she says with a nod. "We have some work rooms."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa nods "Where's your alter? Is it behind the other big door?"

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head thinking of the work that would need to be done. "Fully Chantry use ones I assume."

Michelle Morgan: "We don't have a large altar, Alyssa...not one for everyone to use. Everyone is free to put up their own altars in their rooms, though, if they use one." She nods to Melinda. "You got it."

Melinda Stowe: A slight smile to Michelle. She refrains from comment on the Alter business, as it is scrificing animals sounds barbaric to her.

Michelle Morgan: She shuts the door to the dorm room, and tilts her head. "C'mon...lemme show you guys the work rooms next. Afer that's the node room...you can meet Sebastien."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa grins following along. "Sabastien.. that's a pretty name. Is she nice?"

Melinda Stowe: A nod of ehr head. "Sounds wonderful." she says as she re-adjusts the bag over her shoulder, the following along behind them.

Michelle Morgan: "Sebastien's a he, Alyssa." She smiles a little. "And yes, he's nice. Though some people...don't really get along with him."

Melinda Stowe: She listens to what Michelle says. "Not everyone get's along with each other, it does happen."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa nods with a bright smile "I get along with lots of people." She squints thinking "Except New Yorkers with curly hair.. for some reason I have a real problem connecting with those types."

Michelle Morgan: She doesn't really respond to either woman, just moves to a twin set of doors, one on either side of the hallway, and opens one of them. "These are the main work rooms...as you can see, there's further rooms inside."

Melinda Stowe: She peers in to see what they looks like, eyes glancing around. She nods. "Quite nice."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa pokes her head in "Is there a library?"

Michelle Morgan: "Yes, there is." She nods a little bit. "It's down by the Deacon's offices." The work space is large, obviously for technological purposes, with several doors inside to smaller labs. "The other work space across the hall is for more things of a less technological nature."

Melinda Stowe: Another nod of her head. Taking one last looks around at the things inside of the lab, yes Quite nice.

Michelle Morgan: "Anyway," she says, shutting the door. "Up next is the Node Room. Let's go say hi to Sebastien."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives an excited nod. "I'm not very technological." She continues to bounce around the place wide eyed and curious.

Melinda Stowe: Yes scrificing an animal doesn;t take any technological skill. Melinda re-adjusts her bag once more "Show the way Miss Michelle."

Michelle Morgan: She heads down to where the hallway finally hits a point where it starts to circle back toward the lounge area, and stops at the door there, speaking quietly. "Okay, so, guys...try not to freak out here. Sebastian's not exactly...normal."

Melinda Stowe: She wants to laugh and the slight smile is the only indication. She isn;t quite normal, she would not be freaking out. A nod of her head to Michelle though. "Of course."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa's eyes sparkle hearing that. She appears excited at hearing of someone with abnormalities. She peers around curioiusly for said party.

Michelle Morgan: A nod, and she knocks on the door. "Sebastien? You awake?"

The response from the other side is a deep, highly cultured voice, booming enitrely too loudly for a normal person. "Yes, Michelle. You may enter."

Melinda Stowe: She listens head tilting ever so slightly to the side at the voice from the other side of the door.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa grins at the door. Wow. He must be HUGE.

Michelle Morgan: She opens the door for the two to enter, holding it for them. Inside is the enormous node room, encompassing most of the area between the circling, conjoining hallways. A feeling of renewal and calm fills the room...which is probably good. One should be calm when they meet an enormous dragon. He's sitting in the room, curled up, head just rising from the ground to look at them as they enter.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa grins at the dragon, bouncing happily into the room. "Hi." She states cheerily. "Are you sebastain?"

Melinda Stowe: Her eyes dart around looks and seee.....an eyebrow raises, and she almost walks into Michelle but quickly makes her way away from Michelle, a hitch in her breathing. She critically inspects Sebastion as he probably does her. She makes a slight humm noise.

Michelle Morgan: He looks from Alyssa to Melinda, eying them something akin to a wolf examining a rabbit, to detemine whether to have dinner or not. "I am Sebastien, yes. And you are?" He addresses them both with that sentence, as Michelle takes a lean against the door frame.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a proud incline of the chin. "I'm Alyssa Kostapoulos. A Hierochthonoi Priestess of the Euthanatos."

Melinda Stowe: She tilts her head to the side looking him over then looks directly into one of his large eyes. "I am Melinda. Were you wishing full titles?" she asks. "And might I ask a question?" this is directed towards Sebastien.

Michelle Morgan: "Hmmm, a Chakravanti." He nods a little bit. "I've known a few of your Tradition in my time." She looks at Melinda, blinking a moment. "A full title would be appreciated. And yes, ask away." He yawns...damn, that's a big mouth. And those are some big fuckin' teeth.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a bright smile, eyeing the dragon's teeth curiously. She bounces around the room.. looking.

Melinda Stowe: "Virtual Adept Nexplorer h4e." when she says this last it comes out sounding like 'hellsfury'" And my question would be, do you spend time both here as well as umbrally?"

Michelle Morgan: The room is actually otherwise empty, but for a large control panel behind Sebastien.

Michelle Morgan: "No," he says with a shake of his head. "I only spend time here."

Michelle Morgan: ((DLP))

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa makes a loose circle around Sabastain. She lets her eyes float up and down the creature with a proud grin.

Michelle Morgan: ((Damn misleading information)) "I occasionally travel to the Umbra, if necessary." He looks at Melinda curiously. "Why do you ask?"

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head aand a....smile. "I was curious, I spends a good deal of time, in the digiweb, And I am occasionally known to be in the umbra proper." she says.

Michelle Morgan: "Ahh." He nods to that. "I see. I do not typically travel to the Cyber-realm, but I hear it is nice." He looks at Alyssa with some curiosity, tracking her movements.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa continues to bounce around with a childlike curiosity. Taking it all in with a bright smile. When she completes a full loop, she sticks her tongue out at Melinda. Just to see how she'll respond.

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head. "I happen to like it."

Michelle Morgan: Michelle looks to Alyssa, curiously.

Sebastian rears back lazily, watching the three of them. "Will the two of you be joining us, perhaps? Or just taking the tour?"

Melinda Stowe: She doesn;t even look at Alyssa, let alone acknowledge her sticking her tongue out at her. She speaks to Sebastien. "It was quite nice to meet you." a nod of her head in a bow like manner. She looks to Michelle, to see what was next. She looks back to Sebastien. "Right now the tour, perhaps if circumstances are correct."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives an excited nod to the dragon "I'd like very much to join. I need to speak with my acarya on the matter.. But I don't think he'll see a problem with it. He hardly ever leaves the restraunt.. but maybe I can get him to join too."

Melinda Stowe: Now she glances to Alyssa, then to Michelle.

Michelle Morgan: He makes a rumbling sound, and nods. "I see. Well, then, perhaps I will see you again. For now...I am tired. I think...I'll take a nap."

Melinda Stowe: Another bow of her head to Sebastien. "Please have a good evening, and thank you for your time, in speaking with us." She makes her way to the door and then out into the hallway, this way the spacial boundries can be maintainted.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a friendly wave "Sleep well, Sabastian. It was nice meeting you." She bounces back toward Michelle with a proud grin.

Michelle Morgan: She waits until they're both outside and then smiles to Sebastien warmly. "Good evening, Sebastien." She closes the door behind her, and moves on. "Down this way is the library and the Deacon's offices."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa grins, following behind Michelle "I like him. He's big."

Melinda Stowe: She follows along behind once more. "Might I be so bold as to inquire as to how many Deacons there are here?"

Michelle Morgan: "Just myself right now." She smiles a little to Alysaa. "And yeah, he is big."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "Are there any other wheel tenders in this chantry?" She asks, not seeming to mind whether she comes off bold or not.

Melinda Stowe: A nod of her head. "You are doing a wonderful job under the circumstances. IS there a very wide variety of the Traditions represented here?"

Michelle Morgan: "No other Euthanatos, no Alyssa. We have myself, a Cultist of Ecstacy, two other Ecstatics, three Verbena, and a Son of Ether."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a nod and a pout "The Euthanatos of New York must be excellent hiders. I've only found one."

Melinda Stowe: A raise of her eyesbrow at the mostly non-technologically inclined mix of people. "Interesting."

Michelle Morgan: "There's two that I know of. One is Snyde...he refuses to join any chantry. The other is Marty, who's the Deacon of Madame Ling's."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa tilts her head "Refuses? Have you asked him? He seems like a nice man to me." She pauses thinking "I haven't met a Marty. Is he nice?"

Melinda Stowe: She keeps her mouth shut on the matter of Snyde, who she has only encountered once. Her eyes keeping an eyes on where she is walking and their traveling path. Looking around.

Michelle Morgan: "Nearly every conversation I've ever had with Snyde, he's threatened to pull his guns on me, to kill me, or he HAS pulled his guns on me and threatened to kill me." She shrugs. "So I'm not much in the mood to talk to him. Marty is nice enough, though, yeah."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa frowns "That doesn't sound like the man I met. Maybe it's another Snyde." she bounces along behind michelle "Do you have a way for me to contact Marty?"

Melinda Stowe: She frowns at hearing what Michelle says, a glance going to Alyssa, before looksing back around.

Michelle Morgan: "if you're talking about a man who dresses in dark clothes, looks like a cowboy with black hair and grey eyes, with a white lily on his 'I'm dark and depressed' trenchcoat, then we're talking about Snyde, yeah." She stops in front of a set of double doors. "And I'll give you Marty's contact number, yeah. I'd like for you both to visit Madame Ling's, so you know of the other Chantries out there."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: She gives a bright smile "That's him. He said he wanted to help me deal with the demon that tried to mess with me. He has a shiny bike." She looks curiously at the doors.

Melinda Stowe: She listens to the conversation comming to a halt about 7 feet away from them glancing at the double doors. "I douybt that would be necessary Miss Michelle." she says politly.

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little bit. "Just don't piss him off. He tends to bring up the guns fairly quickly." A shrug, and she opens the double doors. "The library." Okay, it's not huge. But it's moderately decent-sized, at least.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa pokes her head in, looking around the library and still idly talking "Do you think he's a victim of johr? I could stab him.."

Melinda Stowe: She peers in the library, looking at everything around in there, from where she can out of Alyssa's way.

Michelle Morgan: "No, I think he's a victim of his own hypocracy, psychosis, and idiocy, to be honest." She sighs. "And not because of what he is...because of what he's done. But that's...my own opinions. Others like him...well, two others, at least...so I don't claim to be right."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a proud nod "I don't know him well enough to like him." Her grin widens "I like David Poe though. He's wise. He promised to take me to the forrest so I could bathe in the lake without getting arrested by the barbarian authorities."

Michelle Morgan: She nods. "David's a good guy. He and I don't always see eye to eye on things, but we respect each other at least. And that's what's important."

Melinda Stowe: A look to Michelle, her eyes soft to her althrough there is no expression on her face. "Who are the deacons of the other chantry? And are they asd technologically inclined as this one is?"

Melinda Stowe: "David is a good enough person, unfortunatly he lets his emotions get in the way of what he does, and doesn;t do." she says moving back out of the way so that if they are ready to continue on they can do so.

Michelle Morgan: "I'd rather let them explain that, Melinda," she says. "No offense, but it would be inappropriate for me to reveal too many details about another Chantry."

Melinda Stowe: "I am sorry." she says with a bow of her head to Michelle.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a nod "Do the other chantries know about Sebastain?"

Michelle Morgan: "A couple individuals know. Kelton Michaels, one of the the Deacons for the Four Elements, a Hermetic Chantry, used to be a member here, and he knows about Sebastien. I think that a couple members of Madame Ling's may know. And certain unaffiliated mages know, as well. Not the majority, though."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: "Alright. I just wasn't sure if he was a secret or not. I don't want him upset with me." She gives a soft laugh.

Melinda Stowe: A tilts of her head, to her that seems like too many people knowing but who is she to say.

Michelle Morgan: "Don't spread the word too much," she says to Alyssa. "You can mention him to your acarya, but please not to others."

Melinda Stowe: A slight smile to Michelle, as she readjusts once more the bag over her shoulder.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a proud nod "I'm good at secrets. But I tell my acarya everything." she frowns "I haven't told him about the demon yet. I don't want him to be upset with me."

Michelle Morgan: "Fair enough." She nods. "Anyway, the Deacon's office isn't too much...so let's go back out to the lounge, conclude the tour." She gives that muted little smile again and heads the rest of the way down the hallway.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa follows, with the same bright smile about her. "I like your chantry Michelle Morgan."

Melinda Stowe: She follows along after a nod to Michelle.

Michelle Morgan: "Thank you, Alyssa." She hits the handprint on the door, letting it slowly open, and then slips through the door, the group having mad a full circle to the other side.

Melinda Stowe: She looks around as they make it back to the lounge area. "The setup is quite structured, and well done." she tells Michelle.

Melinda Stowe: "Miss Michelle, if this is all, of the tour, might I ask for a few moments of your time, to speak with you?"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a nod to the two of them. The girl is smart enough to take her hint. "I'll leave you two to talk.." she looks around with a giggle "How do I ~leave~?"

Michelle Morgan: "Thanks." She nods to Melinda, then sighs. "All right...so, that's Haven." She goes over to the kitchen and takes off a piece of paper, scrawling something on it and tearing the page in two. One piece is handed to each of them. "Here's the contact number for Madame Ling's. That's the other multi-Tradition Chantry that's in the city that I know of. And sure, Melinda."

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa takes the paper, eyeing it with a tiny frown. More numbers. Ehhh.. She stuffs the paper in her bag and looks for the exit.

Melinda Stowe: She takes the piece of paper with the tips of her thumb and index finger, touching the least ammount of the paper as she can. IOnce Michelle has moved off or is done handing her the paper she folds it in half and sticks it in a pocket of her bag. "Thank you Miss Michelle." a glance to Alyssa. "Thank you Miss Alyssa." in regards to her leaving.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives a friendly wave to Melinda "Goodbye breaky lady. Call me if you want a hug."

Michelle Morgan: She moves to the door, hitting a couple buttons on the control, and causing it to open. "Up that way, Alyssa. Do you need cab fare to get home?"

Melinda Stowe: "The name is Melinda and not breaky lady." she doesn;t say anything to the last part of the statement fowning slightly.

Alyssa Kostapoulos: Alyssa gives Michelle a bright smile, making her way out "I have my allowance. I'm fine. Thanks." She gives Michelle a tight hug, then bounces out the exit.

Michelle Morgan: She hugs Alyssa back and lets her go, waiting until the doors are shut before she looks over at Melinda. "So, what did you need to talk about?"

Alyssa Kostapoulos: ((thanks guys! shleep now. *hugs*))

Melinda Stowe: She mutters. "I was so stupid, knew I had a bad feeling about that girl." she looks to Michelle. "I wished to thank you for the encouragement to speak to this other chantry. Unfortunatly, I believe my, different nature will likely cause problems with any others. You are the only other person in this city that I know of, who knows, or hasn't once upon a time, thought me to be a Union member. This being said I doubt it a good idea to persue this other chantry, you spoke once before of your chantry and the other to me, and with you, willingness to accept me, despite my irregularity, was heartening."

Melinda Stowe: ((Night Sleep well *Hugs* and thanks *S*))

Michelle Morgan: "Well, thank you, Melinda." She nods a little bit. "Are you saying that you'd rather just go ahead and join Haven?"

Michelle Morgan: ((*hugs Scarlet*))

Melinda Stowe: "I have been tossing the idea around yes. I do now thought have one reservation." she sighs. "And it is Alyssa. If you could not tell her and I are, shall we say, barely polite to each other. She seems to have this need with me to touch me and be as close as she can to me, which despite explaining why, she continued to do so, even following me upon first meeting each other. She has no respect for people wanting to keep their own reasons for things to themselves. In as much, I feel that if I joined and then she followed suit, it would be a very difficult and stressed situation."

Michelle Morgan: She sighs a little bit. "Melinda...there's going to be personality conflict. Always. You will not get along with Arlett from time to time. I'm sure you won't get along with a Verbena or two, as your methodologies are so much different then theirs. But what you need to realize is that we're all working toward the same goals, if we're all part of the same chantry."

Melinda Stowe: "I need to sxplain something further to you. I have a very rare desease. One that a simple fall, or a simple punch, can kill me. My bones you see are very easily broken, because of this I do not like people being anywhere close to me with the possibility of touching me. And I am sure that something might crop up between me and Miss Arlett, I am not perfect, and neither despite their assurances that they are, is anyone else. I also until recently have never worked with anyone else except in the digiweb, seeing my own company to that of others."

Melinda Stowe: "But I assure you that Miss Arlett and I could with time, work well together, we did almost seamlessly back at the cybercafe."

Michelle Morgan: She nods. "That's a good thing." She leans back on her heels, thinking. "I'm afraid I can't deny Alyssa membership here, simply because of personality conflict. I understand your situation, though, and it is difficult. I'll...try to steer her toward Madame Ling's, but realize that if she decides she prefers to join us, I won't say no. I've never wanted to make Haven an exclusive club, and I can't do it now."

Melinda Stowe: She shakes her head slightly." I wouldn't wish you to do any such thing, such as drastic as denying her membership. What I am saying is that I will keep in touch with you, if she decided to join, I am afraid I will not be joining." She glances to Michelle hoping that she understands. "That is if you are willing to share that information with me or not, if not then, I will have to say that I will be staying out of the chantries as a whole."

Michelle Morgan: She looks a little disappointed. "I do understand. If she does join, I'll let you know."

Melinda Stowe: When she see's Michelle's look of disapointment. "I have this desire to keep myself alive as long as reality see's fit to have me in this world. And I would like to keep it that way." a smile to Michelle. "Thank you, the last thing I would wish to do is cause porblems right off the bat."

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little bit. "I would say that your best chance of keeping yourself alive is in a Chantry, where the Technocracy can't get to you. But I understand, like I said. And I'll let you know."

Melinda Stowe: She nods her head. "Understood. Thank you once again Miss Michelle." she heads to the doors to be led out. "I wish you a good evening, and be well."

Michelle Morgan: She nods and heads to the doors, opening them for Melinda with a couple pushes of a button.

Melinda Stowe: She readjusts the bag once more on her shoulder. then heads off back up the long walk back. She was going to be in so much pain when she got home. A wave to Michell as the doors close behind her.

Michelle Morgan: She lets the doors close and then heads back to her offices for a couple hours...then home.