Misty Greymoore: slender, graceful, always
watching and curious, with fastidiously clean habits and always clothing of deep
blacks and purples and greens; usually laces and silks, very much a goth. Lace
goth at that. Eyeliner. A pentacle on a tight necklace always there, as well.
She has her parasol, tucked under an arm. Her gloved hands holding
black-and-silver playing cards, shuffling them under a streetlight. Quicker at
that than a sixteen year old has the right to be
Snyde: *Snyde moves slowly down the street carrying
smokeing a cig*
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: The young girl
bounces down the sidewalk, wearing a long red wrap of sorts. She has over her
shoulder an overstuffed messenger bag. Heavy it seems.
Snyde: DD Snyde is 5'10 and weighs 170 pounds. He dresses
in dark clothes because he beleives that they beset his place in life. The one
peice of clothing that always appears constant on Snyde is a leather trenchcoat,
black boots, a wide brim hat, and dark sunglasses during the day almost giving
him the appearace of a cowboy. He has long black hair and gray eyes. On the
leather coat Snyde always fastens a white lily to remind him of Justina.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: The first thing
you'll notice about Alyssa is her rich olive skintone that holds a certain
softness about the girl. Her eyes are a deep brown, lashes thick and dark giving
the air of heavy makeup though you'll never catch the girl wearing any. Her dark
hair is cropped to her shoulders and hold a natural wave, outlining her
mediteranian cheek structure. She dresses in simple garments, generally natural
fibers and earthy tones to accent her features. She is average height, roughly
five foot six inches, weighing about 115. Despite her small stature, she give
the air of strength and a willingness to fight for what she believes in. Age is
hard to tell with this one. Looks alone would imply she's in her teens, though
she carries herself with the pride of an older woman.
Snyde: *Snyde moves directly infront of the girl shuffling
the cards and stops for a secound watching her shuffle*
Misty Greymoore: (Fae, yadda yadda,
Enchanted, PM, yadda) Flashes of silver and yellowy black from her cards,
shuffled as much absently as out of any real desire. Stationary, just watching
people walk, quite visible, though. A frustrated glance at a watch
Snyde: "Whats the stakes?" *he says as he takes a drag of
his cig motioning to the cards*
Misty Greymoore: She gives a toothy smile,
dental equipment smooth save for vaguely prominent canines, white between dark
red lips. Vaguely overdone makeup, but ... goth. She looks up at him, and points
with the furled parasol "Now that, sir, is an outfit. Congratulations."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Humming a soft
tune to herself, she grins when she spots Snyde. The young girl makes a giddy
bounce to the man and wraps her arms around his waist in a sudden hug. "Snyde! I
haven't seen you in quite some time." She peeks around the man to the shuffling
girl, offering a friendly smile. "You play cards? Are you any good?"
Snyde: *Snyde smiles as he is hugged* "how are you doing
kiddo?"
Misty Greymoore: "Your soul, my soul, my
fingers if you catch me cheating?" Rattled off, and a light grin. Somewhat
infectious. She has a smug smile, really "All that sounds good. Same stakes as
anyone ever plays for"
Snyde: *he smiles at her* "I like it" *he says motioning
to the cards* "So what games do you like to play?"
Misty Greymoore: "Play? Not really" She
glances down at them, then back up. Hands keeping moving, swift and neat and
sure. "They're just handy to have around." Eyeliner drops in a wink "For
attracting hustlers"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa giggles,
wrapping around to the other side of snyde in a loose circle around the two.
Curious. She eyes the girl.. and the parasol. Wideeyed and possibly fascinated.
Snyde: *Snyde smiles at the girl as he slips his hand
into his pocket and pulls out a 10* "So whats the game?" *he says before sliding
his hand back into his pocket*
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He shuffles
his way down the street, a lost sort of desolate expression on his face. His
hands are in his pockets, eyes cast toward the ground...he's not even counting
as he walks along.
He's a young man, maybe 18 or 19, small and slight. His babyface is hidden under
a Robert Smith-like mop of black hair, hanging greasily down over his innocent
green eyes. Dressed in a pair of dirty, ragged jeans, old Converse All-Stars,
and a T-Shirt of a smiley-face in a Hannibal Lector-ish mask, he's very much a
child in a teen's body. His demeanor is meek and hesitant. He projects a
childlike innocence about him. (Arcane 1)
Misty Greymoore: She sighs at the money,
and looks at it, then her cards for a moment. Down the street, at this or that
cafe - ugh, ignoring one with metal tables outside before nodding at one a
little further with plastic ones "C'mon, sit down. We'll get a coffee as we
play" She grins "Or something heavier" She doesn't wait for an answer; turning
and trotting
Snyde: *Snyde smiles as he moves to follow the girl* "You
comeing Alyssa?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa gives a
bright nod and follows along in her usually giddy bounce. "I'm an excellent card
player. I play with my acarya all the time." She gives a soft laugh. "He always
wins, though."
Misty Greymoore: She prattles on, skirting
that cafe she dismissed somewhat widely, and keeping talking, fragments
surfacing in the post-work and post-shopping bustle "It's all about the cards
themselves, see. Which way they fall. Actually being good at ... omething of a
bonus, I thought."
Snyde: *He smiles as he follows her* "I always prefered
dice myself" *he says as he takes another long drag of his cig*
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa gives a
wide eyed look around the area, curious as ever. She eyes the passed cafe.. and
the other pedestrians on the sidewalk. A bright smile creeps across her face
when she spots Paris. Without a word, she bounces away from snyde and the
shuffling girl and makes her way to the boy.
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
d10: Per+Alert: 9,4,6,2,6,10,5,
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((Whoops,
wrong pool. Subtract one success...still good!)) He looks up, blinking a couple
of times...then, his eyes fall upon Alyssa. He stops, and face goes from
desolate to shyly beaming.
Misty Greymoore: "Don't like dice. Where
are the pictures?" She grins. The cards are simple, a matt black and a dull
silver leaf on the edges. She sits at a table, close to the wall, small gloved
hands keeping shuffling neatly. A glance at a menu, but not getting anything
"Any preference for games? Poker? 21? Any games we'll not know but should?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa runs up
and wraps the boy in a tight hug. "You looked sad. Are you alright?" she kisses
his cheek and tilts her head, looking him over. Maybe he's hurt..
Snyde: "Black jack" *he says with a smile to her as he
pulls out a pair of dice and rolls them in his hand*
Misty Greymoore: "Also known as Suckerbet"
She grins toothily again, and her hands move quickly. A final quick shuffle,
looking around for Alyssa again "The bouncy thing joining us?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: "Hi,
Alyssa..." He blushes at the hug, but hugs her back, speaking in his meek,
child-like voice. "I'm...I'm okay. I just...I was lost for a while. An', an' now
I'm back. Thought I might, um...might still be lost."
Misty Greymoore:
d10: Dex/Sleight of Hand: 5,7,5,3,6,2,
Snyde: *He shrugs* "Thats her choice" *he says before
turning around and shouting to Alyssa* "You in"
Snyde: *Snyde rolls the dice in his hand as she shuffles
the cards watching her hands*
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa's hug
tightens. She appears to ignore snyde and the other girl entirely for the time
being. "If you get lost again.. Just call me. I hate the device.. but I'll
answer it if it's you."
Snyde -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((Yea your here,
Snyde is doing an entropy effect to cause the cards to come out in his favor))
Snyde: d10:
per+alert: 2,7,6,3,6,6,
Snyde: d10: Arete:
10,1,1,
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He nods a
little, still hugging her back. "Okay...um. Yeah, I'll...I'll try. I just...I
was all here, then I was there, and I didn't have any...um, nothin' to call
with."
Misty Greymoore: "Seems she's got her hands
full" Idly, hands flipping cards between them, then down "She does seem to ...
switch attentions easily" Appraising, almost
Snyde: *He smiles at the girl while she is shuffleing the
cards* "Would you mind if I shuffled, your deck and all?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She gives the boy
a reassuring smile, planting a breif kiss to his lips. "Do you want to meet a
good friend of mine? He's right over there.." She looks over her shoulder to
Sndye.
Ness: (open?)
Snyde: ((yeppers))
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((Yep!))
Misty Greymoore: A glance down at it. Then
up. Thinking a moment, looking him over, and a one-shouldered shrug "I don't
even normally -play- cards with these. If you -really- want to, though ..." Her
smile returns. A smug, cats smile, offering them in one gloved hand
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He smiles
and returns the quick kiss, the blush getting warmer, and nods. "O-Okay." He
nots and peers shyly over to Snyde.
Snyde: *Snyde smirks a bit as hh picks up the cards and
shuffles them a bit before placeing them back down* "allright you deal"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa wraps an
arm around the boy's waist and leads him to Snyde and Misty's table. She gives a
bright smile to the pair "Sorry I wandered off. Had to catch someone." She looks
to Paris "This is Snyde.. and some other girl." She looks back over to snyde
"This is my boyfriend. Paris."
Ness: ((Where is this?))
Snyde: *Snyde nods as he watches the girl across from the
table intently not takeing his eyes off her hands* "nice to meet you"
Snyde: ((an outside cafe on the street))
Ness: ((Outside in the bitter cold? You people are nuts!))
Misty Greymoore: She keeps the same, smug
smile. Confident. "You're going out with an entire city. Congratulations." Eyes
on Snyde, still. She flips the first card, face up, into the centre of the table
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She gives a soft
laugh, shaking her head at Misty. "No no.. not like the city. Like the prince."
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He shuffles
over to the others, looking between then and the cards. "Um...h-hi. Snyde...and
Some Other Girl. N-Nice to meet you, too..." He leans a little into Alyssa, as
he watches them play.
Misty Greymoore: The card? Judgement. Silver
lines, on a matt black background, showing eight indstinct figures, facing from
a ninth. The smug, low purr in her voice "Still want to play?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He was
about to respond to Misty, but Alyssa does it for him, and he beams at her.
"Yeah. The Prince."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa leans
back with a soft laugh, whispering into Paris' ear.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
"Snyde is a nice man. He just takes his cards VERY
seriously."
Snyde: *He smiles as he looks down at the card* "Got a
real deck on you?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He nods a
little to Alyssa, watching the card game with wide-eyed, genuine interest.
Misty Greymoore: "Think you'll find a deck
really than this one?" Quiet, low, eyes still on his. Keeping her smile. Three
more cards, one left, one above, one to the right "Four cards. Is that right for
a two-person game of Blackjack?"
Ness: Ness is bundled up in a large thick
scarf, and ultra thick wool touque, a large and well worn drab green parka, and
especially large winter ski gloves. She's not wearing her normal rose-tinted
glasses, nor does she have any bags or carrying cases with her. She just a big
giant twig-like girl trying to keep warm and get to a friggin' cafe for some
damn coffee and a smoke.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa giggles,
watching Misty deal. "You're ~terrible~ at blackjack!"
Snyde: *He laughs* "Ehh ill pass on the game dont feel
like being swindled today" *he says as he looks at the girl* "Whats your name?"
Misty Greymoore: "Yeah. Just awful at card
games" Smooth, confident, still, and hands move to the face-down card on the
left "Well? Still want to play, Snyde?" And a wink "I'll take jewellry on the
ante"
Misty Greymoore: "Shame" She gathers the
cards with no sign of regret "But I guess, all too predictable and boring. You'd
have to win my name out've me"
Snyde: *He smiles* "Allright then lets play an honest game
of dice then, I win you tell me your name you win ill tell you mine" *he says
with a smirk to her*
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa blinks
at the exchange between snyde and misty with a bored look about her. She turns
back to Paris with another whisper.
Ness: She shambles up to the door of the cafe
and squints down at the sign on the door. No smoking. She swears loudly, but the
words are muffled under her obscenely thick scarf.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
"Do you know a girl named Arlett?"
Misty Greymoore: "I've -got- your name" She
smiles the smug grin again, a pretty face framed by black hair, and the pentacle
dangling at her throat "You'll need better stakes than that"
Snyde: *snyde pulls flicks his cig off to the side before
pulling another out and lighting it*
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: She looks
back and forth between Snyde and Misty, a little bit confused by the whole
thing.
Snyde: "You may think you have it" *he says with a smirk*
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: A
contemplative sort of frown lights his face, and he shakes his head to Alyssa,
whispering back.
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
"I don't think so. I...no, I'm sure I'd know a
name like that..."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She gives a
tiny releived sigh, kissing the boy's cheek and continuing to whisper.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
"That's good. She said she knew a Paris. A terrible
Paris. That killed over fifty people. I told her it must have been someone
else."
Ness: She looks around for a place to sit.
Looking around is hard, because she can't really move her neck that well with
all of its wrapping. So instead she kinda leans this way and that in
order to search her immediate surroundings.
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: His eyes
widen, and he shakes his head vehemently with a whisper back.
Misty Greymoore: "Oooh. We're being dark,
mysterious, eh?" She pats her own pockets, produces no cigarette "Mm hmm. But
it's a name. So" Another look up, and a smile at nothing "Alright. We'll forgo
the name. How about a hair?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
((I hope she rolled her Intelligence for that
one. *Coughs*)) "N-No, I-I-I haven't, um...no, no, not me..."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
((gah.. can't remember. it's been some time. i'm
horrible at arcane. i think she did. i'll dig and see if i logged it.))
Snyde: *He raises an eyebrow at that before tossing a
smoke across the table to her* "a hair?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
d10: per+sub: 9,9,9,
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa nods to
the boy, giving him a tight squeeze and a kiss on the cheek. "It's okay."
Misty Greymoore: The cigarette, unlit, is
placed between dark-glossed lips "I think it's three, traditionally." And she
rattles off a stream of - well. Sounds like something from Lord of the Rings.
Then grins "And that's right"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
((He's being completely honest, to the best of
his possible recollection. Paris Bennet has no knowledge of anyone he's killed.
*WEG*))
Ness:
d10: per + alert: 3,10,10,2,
Snyde: *He smiles* "Allright" *he says with a smile
placeing the dice infront of her before producing a lighter and sparking it for
her*
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
( i assumed as much. but thought i'd check anyway
*giggles* )
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He nods a
little, leaning into the woman and finding comfort there. Still, a little shiver
passes up his spine at the thought.
Misty Greymoore: She accepts the light
with a nod, and one gloved hand taking the dice, cupping and hiding them in a
blackgloved hand. Eyes still on his, and just a wink before rolling them
Snyde: d10: Arete:
7,4,7,
Ness: ((Where is everyone?)) There was a set
of outdoor tables, some of which are apparently occupied. She sits down at the
one closest to the cafe door with a clunk, and fumbles with her gloves to get
one of them off.
Snyde: *Snyde smiles as he focus on the dice hitting the
table watching them roll until they stop showing snakeeyes*
Snyde: ((awarness rolls if you have them))
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: ((at a table
outside. Misty and snyde are sitting, from what i understand and alyssa and
paris are standing))
Snyde: ((at an outside table with sitting across from
misty))
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
d10: per+awareness: 4,7,9,3,10,
Snyde: ((DLP))
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa turns with
a solid glare to Snyde. Her grip on paris tightens protectively and she takes a
step back from the table. "We should go."
Snyde: *Snyde looks at Alyssa* "Where ya going?"
Misty Greymoore: (Hold a moment? Getting a
call from the ST's re: something important)
Misty Greymoore:
d10: Per/Kenning: 3,8,3,7,
Misty Greymoore: Misty just gives a slow,
smug grin, and her low voice insinuates out "If you won't let me cheat ... don't
see why I should let you"
Snyde -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((Does Kenning
opperate like awarness for information gained))
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He looks to
Alyssa, frowning with a look of confusion. "O...okay..."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She shakes her
head at Snyde, still backing away with a protective grip on Paris. "The list."
She says to Snyde with a firm undertone. "You're acting foolishly."
Ness: Ness sings to herself in a monotone
voice, "La la la..." as she pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She
puts the pack up to her mouth and pulls one out with her lips, and then lights
it with the same hand. She stuffs the cigarette and lighter back in her pocket
and slips on her heavy mittens once again. "La la blah blah..." She smiles to
herself wryly, curling her legs up to her chest to stay warm.
Snyde: *Snyde smiles at her* "So does this mean I get your
finger then?" *he says as he scoops his dice up* "Since you said a finger if you
cheat?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Snyde:
((Gonna need to check with Fang when she gets online to be sure on that.))
Ness: That is, she stuffed the pack of
cigerettes in her pocket. She's enjoying one of them immensely at the moment.
Snyde -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((allright I just
dont really know much about how kenning opperates its been years since I played
changeling))
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He's
backing away with Alyssa, his eyes alternating between his girlfriend and Snyde.
Misty Greymoore: "Oh, but I didn't"
Smoothly "You caught me. Yours went ahead. Finger, please"
Snyde: *Snyde drops the dice in his pocket and stands
smiling at the girl*
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Snyde:
((*Nods* The only thing I know so far is per Book of Lost Dreams, it's
Per+Kenning to pick up True Magic. Will put it on the list of things to bring
up.))
Snyde: "prove it?" *he says handing her the dice* "Are
they wiegted wrong?"
Snyde -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: ((cool cool))
Misty Greymoore: She moves to take the dice,
letting them instead clatter to the table "And were my cards marked? Tut" Saying
the word, keeping her lazy, smug smile "It's the mark of a bad cheat" Leaning in
"And a poor liar. Attacking the evidence"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa turns and
makes a quick pace away from the cafe. Suddenly having a strong interesting in
NOT being in this vacinity. Paranoid? Perhaps..
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He turns
and walks along with her, throwing a look over his shoulder to Snyde, and
frowning deeply. He doesn't know what the man did, but he's officially hit "Bad
Person" status for now.
Snyde: *He smiles at her* "The dice arnt weighted wrong,
but you were stacking the deck" *he says with a smug smile as he scoops the dice
up and pocketing them before throwing a 10 on the table* "There you are, for
your time" *he says as he turns to move away*
Misty Greymoore: "Definate poor cheat" She
doesn't touch the money, just looking after him with narrowed eyes. Then a grin
"Hey. At least give me the damn hair"
Ness: She watches the table disperse with a
smile. She calls out to Snyde, "Hey, you!"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She leans against
Paris, still with a quick pace away from the cafe. "I need to pray."
Snyde: *Snyde stops and looks over his shoulder at Ness*
"hey how are you?"
Ness: "Good. Just out for a coffee and a
smoke. Any word yet?" She's a big long frozen ball of stick limbs, curled up on
a chair.
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He nods a
little, looking around the street with a paranoid, nervous glance. His arm comes
up and slips protectively around her shoulder. "Okay."
Snyde: "only if you give me your name girlie" *he says
with a smirk at Misty*
Snyde: *Snydes face drops the smile as Ness speaks* "No
word yet" *he says with a sigh as he walks over to her*
Misty Greymoore: "Alice" She grins "As in
rabbit"
Ness: She nods quietly, waiting for him to
finish up his conversation with the other girl.
Snyde: *he shakes his head* "probably as fake as mine" *he
says as he plucks a hair and drops it on the bill* "one is all you get for being
a cheat"
Snyde: *snyde walks over to Ness* "So have you heared
anything new?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She gives a tiny
shiver, running a hand over a bare arm. "We could head back to the restraunt. Or
the park. Where would you like to pray?"
Misty Greymoore: She folds the hair up in the
bill, eyes gleaming. Pocketing, standing, and then looking to Ness "Careful.
He'll get upset if you cheat on him, and do it right back to you" A wink. Still,
amused
Ness: "I've heard nothing. I don't think
our group is very organized." Her voice is husky, more so than normal because of
how cold it was here in the real world. She wasn't used to it.
Ness: Ness nods to the girl, and then sticks
out her tougue out at the woman once she turns away.
Snyde: "Now now girlie I wasnt upset, if I had gotten
upset you would have known it" *he says with a smirk at the girl* "Before
turning his attention on Ness"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: "Ummm...which
park?" He thinks, and then frowns. "M'not s'pposed to go to the big one
nearby...I can, but m'not s'pposed to...we can go back to the, um, restaraunt...or
wherever..."
Snyde: "You seem fridged Ness let me get you a cup of
coffee or somthing" *he says motioning towards the door to the cafe* "No since
in you dieing from the cold"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She blinks with a
confused look "Not supposted to go to the big one? Why?" She pauses with a tiny
shrug "We can go to the restrunt. It's warmer there."
Misty Greymoore: Trotting away, after making
sure the hair is carefully wrapped in the $10. Shuffling her cards, and
whispering to them for a moment. Parasol, once more, under arm
Ness: "No smoking cafe. Annoying, yes?" The
cigarette hanging from her mouth burns brightly for a moment. "I bought headsets
to use."
Snyde: *he nods to her* "Yea damn annoying" *he says as he
takes the last drag off of his own before flicking it away* "Are they easy to
conceal?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: "They get
angry at the big one." He nods a little bit, as if to confirm what he just said,
or to emphasize it. "And scary, sometimes."
Ness: "They're small. I also got wireless mics
that are easy to conceal. They are not small, but we will have to be clever. An
X-box will act as the hub of communication and the processor of the encryption
protocols. I will hold that."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She frowns. "I've
been assaulted twice at the smaller park. I like the big one. They're nice
there."
Snyde: *he nods to her before standing* "How about that
cup of joe, and then we should probably part ways since you are fortunate enough
to not be fingered yet"
Ness: "I was on the list." She states.
Snyde: *he shrugs* "Then I guess it really dosent matter
then" *he says with a smile* "We are both marked"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: "You got
attacked in the small park?" He frowns. "Who attacked you?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: "A boy with
curly hair. He's dead now." She gives a proud incline of the chin. "The fates
did him in for trying to rape me. I told him he'd pay for it."
Ness: The cigarette blazes again. "We should
hit them first."
Snyde: *he nods* "We need to get that fuck Adriana knows
and start to pull them apart one piece at a time" *he says before pulling out
his flask and takeing a drink before handing it to her* "for warmth"
Ness: She takes the flask and smells it,
then takes a large sip and hands it back. "Why can't we do it now? Snyde, what
are we waiting for?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He nods a
little bit, wide-eyed. "Yeah...yeah. He, um...he...he shouldn't have done that.
The Fates got him good, then...good." His lips purse, and he looks down. "I'm
sorry you got attacked."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: She gives a
bright smile and a kiss to his cheek. "I'm fine. I can take care of myself."
Snyde: *He shrugs* "I really dont know what we are waiting
for" *he says with a sigh* "We need to all get together and grab this guy. I
should call Evan and get him here so that we can start to make a plan"
Ness: "Would you do that?" She carefully takes
the smoke away from her face with her mitten still on, and taps it on the edge
of the table. "I'm ready."
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: The kiss
brings a shy smile to his face, and he nods. "I-I know. You do very well at,
um...that."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Finally spotting
a free cab, Alyssa flags the car down. Seems she's been practicing. She gievs a
proud smile to Paris and holds the door open for him.
Snyde: *Snyde pulls out his phone and presses a few
buttons* "he Evan this is Snyde give me a call when you get this its time we get
our asses in gear"
Ness: She smiles. She's the spider.
Snyde: *he hangs up the phone* "ready to get that coffee?"
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: He ducks
into the cab, with a last look around before he does so.
Ness: She tosses the butt into the snow a few
metres away. "Yes. Did you want to get it here?"
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]: Alyssa ducks in
as well, telling the cabbie their destination.
Snyde: *he shrugs* "either that or we could go back to
your place for a cup"
Ness: She smiles slightly, thinking about the
last time she had a guy in her apartment. Craven. "Did you bring a
vehicle?"
Snyde: "only my bike which is parked just a little ways
from here, but since you objected last time we can grab a cab" *he says with
smile to her*
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
((Where to?))
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]:
(Hmm. Queens restraunt. sorry for the delay. was
putting lil down for a nap)
Evan: *Snyde's phone rings, beeps,
chirps, belches, whatever*
Ness: "A cab would be good. Let's go." She
uncurls her frozen limbs painfully, "Ow, so damn cold. Why is it so damn
cold? I think winter is broken." Her voice is husky, but its high and clear on
the high notes.
Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night] -> Alyssa Kostapoulos [night]:
((NP! Gimme, like, 10 minutes, actually, gotta
run our new lease up to the manager's office?))
Alyssa Kostapoulos [night] -> Paris Bennet [Arcane 1/Night]: (that's cool. i'll be there in tenish)
FATE'S KITCHEN
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]:
Nearly closing time, the moderate restraunt is deserted. The tables are lined
with fresh cloths for tomorrow, the floor freshly mopped. The soft music that's
usually playing in the background can only be heard from the kitchen, where
Ladon is finishing up for the night. Alyssa gets out of the cab and leaves the
door open for Paris, leading him to the door of the place.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He steps
out of the cab, givcing the cab driver a shy sort of smile before leaving. He
sticks close to Alyssa, looking up at the sign...he's only been here the one
time, last time they prayed. He liked that time.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Alyssa
leads him into the restraunt, turning to him with a kiss to the cheek. "I'm
going to tell my acarya I'm in. I'll be right back." She bounces away back into
the kitchen.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "Okay." He
smiles a little bit, and just kind of stands there, smiling a little with his
hands on his pocket, rocking back and forth on his heels.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: After a
moment, an old gruff looking greek man pokes his head out the kitchen door,
eyeing Paris with a non trusting stare. He pokes back out of sight in the
kitchen, where you can hear a muffled converse in their native tongues. Another
moment passes and Alyssa bounces back out of the kitchen toward the door to
upstairs. She crooks a finger for Paris to follow her, offering a bright
reassuring smile.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: Ladon gets
a nervous look, and an attempt at a smile. He looks important. When Alyssa comes
out, he smiles a little and follows her along, shuffling steps, with a glance to
the kitchen as he passes by.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
leads him up the narrow staircase, to the same room as before. Her moderately
furnished bedroom. She sets the heavy bag down next to the door with a thud and
waits before Paris is in to close the door lightly. "That was my acarya. He's
very wise."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He nods a
little bit as he steps inside. "He looked wise. He didn't look like he liked
me..."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
gives a bright smile, scooting her bag to the center of the room with a small
foot. She kicks off her sandals. "He's very protective of me. He just needs to
get to know you. I'll introduce you sometime." She squats and starts opening her
bag to dig through. "Is it alright if we pray to the Moirai this time?"
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He nods a
little bit, smiling. "Yeah, that's okay. We can do that..."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
pulls out a white cloth and lays it picnic style on the floor. She also produces
her sheathed falcata, wine jug, and goblet. She takes her time placing
everything on the cloth and knealing on one side, giving Paris room on the
other.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He watches
with interest, eyes catching every little detail he can, fairly enrapt. When she
kneels, he moves to the other side and sinks to his knees, reaching up to brush
the mop of hair out of his face.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]:
Alyssa blinks up with a soft laugh, and ruffles his hair back in his face.
"You're adorable. I think I'll keep you." She gives a teasing nod and rests her
bottom on her feet. Ready it would seem.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: That brings
a shy smile to his face, and he nods to her. "I'd like that." He sits back,
watching her.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Alyssa
starts up a soft hymn, likely a familiar one. Praising the fates for their good
work and blessing.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]:
d10: char+perf: 1,3,7,8,10,
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]:
d10: Int+Occult: 1,2,1,10,3,5,
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He doesn't
know this one so well, and he just tries to follow along. ((Adding +2 to diff to
reflect for Perf))
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]:
d10: Charisma+Perf(WP): 3,8,2,6,
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Her
song isn't perfect, but it carries a strong passion. With an upward glance, she
continues her song. All the while she reaches down to move the goblet between
them.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: Despite not
knowing the song, he manages to get into the rhythm of it, and actually does a
passable job humming the hymn. He watches her as she sets the goblet down.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]:
Continuing on, she reaches for the short sword slowly drawing it from its hard
leather sheath and setting all but the blade aside. Still singing, she extends a
scarred forearm as she reaches the apex of the hymn. This one appears shorter
than the last. Or maybe it just goes by more quickly. It IS one of her
favorites..
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He watches
the blade come out, and the arm extend. The song continues from him as well,
through to the end, though his lip catches briefly in his teeth at the sight of
the scars on her forearms...before he realizes what they're from. Then, he seems
relatively okay with it.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Alyssa
rakes the blade across her forearm, doiing her best to bleed only in the goblet.
Her acarya gets upset when she bleeds all over the place. Once the cut is made,
she hands the shortsword to Paris with a bright smile. The song dwindling down.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He takes
the blade from her, looking to his arm and extending it. A momentary pause, and
he carefully slices into his arm, letting the blood (Point's worth) drip into
the goblet.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
gives a proud look to the boy and ends the hymn, reaching over to dig through
her bag for bandages.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: His hand
comes over the wound, holding it there. He smiles to Alyssa, as he waits to get
bandaged.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Alyssa
wraps hers first, not wanting to bleed all over the boy.. or the floor. Then she
scoots over and reaches for her arm. "Is it alright if I wrap it for you?" She
kisses his cheek.
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "Y-Yeah..."
He nods a little bit and holds his arm out for her, ready to move his hand when
she goes to bandage it.
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
carefully slips the bandage around his arm, wrapping it just like her own with a
practiced grace. She gives a soft laugh. "This is why I like you, Paris. You
understand me. Most people call me crazy for praying like this. Savages.."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: He nods a
little bit, watching as she bandages his arm. "Y-You're not...um...you're not
crazy, Alyssa. Just different. We're both different. And that's...that's okay."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
gives an adoring smile before laying with her head in the boy's lap. She squirms
to get comfortable, setting the bandages aside. "We should take a trip upstate
sometime. Go camping. We could pray to Eros." She gives a sly grin. "The old
one.. Not the new one."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "I used to
camp...I think." He shifts a little, then reaches out with a hesitate hand to
smooth Alyssa's hair. "I...think I used to like it, too." A frown hits his face.
"It's hard to remember."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
gives a soft smile up to the boy. "Then we should go. I'm an excellent camper.
We could build a fire by the lake. And be away from the city for a night at
least."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "Th-That
would be nice." He nods with a little smile. "I, um...I like the city. It's
nice. But it's n-nice to, uh...to...to get away from it. I just got back...but
I-I'd like to go camping."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
smiles, nuzzling her head in his lap. "Paris.. why don't you remember things? If
I'm prying.. You don't have to tell me.."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "No, I want
to." He frowns, reaching up with the hand that's not petting Alyssa's hair to
scratch at his head, frowning. "It's...I-I dunno. Things are...fuzzy. See, there
was the Doctor." He shivers a little, lips pursing as a vaguely remembered fear
hits his eyes. "He was...not here. Somewhere, um...somewhere WAAAY far away.
I...lived with him. But he sent me here, to the b-big city. It was good, 'cause
there were lotsa people there who, um...who didn't, uh, like me very much. I
think..." He frowns. "I think...maybe the Doctor was trying to help me. But I
don't 'member much before that."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
gives a tiny concerned frown, reaching up to touch the boy's cheek. "I.. don't
understand."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "Me,
neither." He shakes his head, sighing sadly. "I dunno. The D-Doctor was trying
to help me...maybe, um...maybe to get my m-memories back, I think. But he
c-couldn't, so he sent me here. And I started to l-live w-w-w-with..." He shakes
a little, fear-induced tension in his body growing at the mere thought of the
man. "w-w-with M...M...MMmercy."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: She
nuzzles her head in the boy's lap, running a comforting hand along his chest.
"Was he mean to you?"
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: "M..Mmmmercy
was...umm..." He bites his lip, trying to calm down. "He, umm....he
was...uh...well, he..." He nods. "Yeah. He was m-mean."
Alyssa Kostapoulos [fate's kitchen]: Alyssa
sits up and wraps an arm around the boy's waist, resting a head on his shoulder.
"It's alright Paris. I won't let anyone hurt you. And I won't make you talk
about scary things."
Paris Bennet [Fate's Kitchen]: ((Gotta
take off here, too. Pause for now, maybe pick up later tonight?))