Snow: The club, 'Expressions' is one of the many clubs in Midtown Manhattan, this one seems to be hopping with a line outside. The music comming from the open door is more of an alternative pop, mostly the women singers.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The woman had a shitty night last night...she needs to be amused. She needs to be MUCH amused. She walks down the street, flicking a cigarette away, and heads toward the line.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((DD if needed: A woman walks by, drawing the attention of many of the nearby men, and some of the women. Standing at 5’9” and a touch under her ideal weight at 125 pounds, her dusky skin and ebony hair, which falls freely to her mid-back, indicates Hispanic blood, possibly mixed with Native American. Her body is lithe, the kind many women would kill for, and well-proportioned underneath her black leather pants and matching tank-top. A brown duster and knee-high steel-toed Doc Martins complete the ensemble. Her eyes are a smoky brown, filled with a mischievous humor. She walks along, seemingly oblivious of others around her. She gives off an aura akin to a playful predator, on the hunt for something to bat around.))

Snow: The inside of the place is huge, a dance floor occupies most of the space, where it seems to be packed. Off to one side, facing the backed out windows to the outside is a bar area, and seating. Around the dance floor is yet more seating tables, and couches. There is a total of 3 bars on this level surrounding the dance floor and offering refreshments of all kinds to people. There is an upper floor once upstairs there is several area's that can be curtained off if you have a large group of people. There is yet another bar up here, and people serving drinks to people in the curtained area's up here. There is a pool table as well. And do not forget the great view to the full dance floor below.

Ashlyn Reale: It's cold. It's dark. It needs to be warm and faceless, for a night. Which means Ash is outside, far, far away from her apartment, being cold. Fashionable heels clack on the pavement, and oddly enough, she's actually going to the line. To wait. Why anybody standing naturally at 5'10" ever needs heels, however...

Snow: A cab pulls up to the outside of the place, and three stunningly beautifyul women get out. They are dected out, looking more ready for the runway than a night out on the town. MBR>
Reyna notes that the line despite being somewhat ling most pretty quickly as people come out of the place, and also move inside. There is a bouncer at the door who is waving people inside.

Snow: d10: per=Alert: 7,3,3,3,5,

Snow: One of the girls who climbs out of the car looks at Ashlyn and grins at her. "Hey you, yeah come in with us." she waves at Ashlyn to come over to them.

Snow: More people add to the end of the line behind Reyna. Even a few giggly girls who sound like they started drinking earlier and have moved on.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alertness: 9,6,1,7,9,5,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She sighs, chuckling a little to herself at the sound of the girls behind her, and looks back to them...and someone else catches her eye. She looks at Ashlyn, watching her with an odd sort of expression, eyes unreadable and a small little grin.

Ashlyn Reale: She perks a brow - and doesn't complain. She does attempt to recognize the others, mind you, but she heads over to join them, long legs meaning she needn't hurry to do so. As ever, Ashlyn looks fashionable. She could toss on a trash bag shut with duct tape and make into 'the new black'. "Thanks?" she offers, glad to soon enough be out of the shiver-worthy cool. Feh on bare legs.

Snow -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna also notes that there is a lone guy in the mix of people ahead of her, black sweatshirt, jeans, hands in his pockets. An adverage guy in anyones opinion.

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Alertness: 9,6,

Snow: "Of coures" says the leggy blond, the red-head beams at Ashlyn. "I'm Christie, that's Viv." she nods to the blond. then to the black woman. "And that is Corin. Your are the Varvados girl, aren't you? We are models too." like that wasn't obvious. They head to the club entrance. The bouncer holds his hand out for Reyna who is the next in line to goin to stop to let the "models" in first.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks over at a guy ahead of her who just got in, then up to the bouncer. A chuckle...yeah, that makes sense. "Aww, I'm not A-List? I could pretend to be Selma Hayek if you want..." She winks to the bouncer and dutifully steps aside, watching Ashlyn and company move ahead.

Ashlyn Reale: A glance back to the line.. Sure, she expected stares. Always. Being watched with the look she picks out on the darker woman's face, however, is both striking and odd. A vaguely uneasy shift, and she does join the little pack of pretty people. "Hi," she greets them all together warmly, with a smile they might expect from model to model. No gut wrenching tonight, please. "Yeah.. What agency are you with?" Please, don't say IMG and I just never knew you.

Snow: The bouncer looks Reyna up and down trying to determins if she could pass as the hot celeb or not. Looking at certian assets of Reyna's a bit longer than necessary, then watches the models asses as they walk by him into the club. To Reyna. "Well you are next in line following them inside, so maybe it will make you feel A-List"

Elijah Phillips: Eli trundles his shiny silver Hummer into a nearby spot, filling the area with an annoyingly loud industrial mix. He takes a moment with the engine running to check his eyeliner in the rearviw mirror, blowing himself a tiny kiss. "Who's my pretty boy, Elijah.." He mutters to himself with a grin.

Snow: The models walk inside covers are waved off, well this is nice. "Oh we are with C&J Modeling, we work the more glam lines." the blond answers hooking her arm through Ashlyn's as they walk in. Reyna is let in right after the girls get far enough inside.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She rolls her eyes as she's gawked at, then reaches up to pat the bouncer's cheek lightly. "So cute...down, boy." She winks at him and moves in behind the ladies.

Elijah Phillips: Eli cuts the engine and steps out, taking a moment to strike a subtle pose and a flip of his feathered platinum blonde hair. He locks up and makes an elaborate strut for the line. He's in full glitz. Black leather low rise flares over sparkly red combat boots. He wears a red tank top with a glittery red star in the center, black sheer overshirt. His nails and lips are a glittery gloss, his makeup done in an appropriate black and red array.

Snow: The bouncer looks like he was going to have to do something then as Reyna moves inside he starts chuckling.

Ashlyn Reale: "Are you having much fun with it? Ooh - have you worked with JJ on your shots?" Slender arms hook together easily, and she walks with them, keeping pace. Not too far ahead nor behind. Her tone is conversational, amiable. Pleasant and at-ease once they're in the relative warmth here. Just casual chat on work and photographers.

Snow: Some people do take note of the 4 beautiful women walking in mostly guys and their girls trying to holdon to them. But mostly people are dancing drinking and having a good time as the alt-pop music plays on.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She walks along behind the three models, listening quietly, keeping her distance. Trying to eavesdrop without being obvious. She shouldn't care...but she can't help it. It must be her damn curiosity.

Snow: Corin nods her head. "Oh yes, had to have a bit done, but you know." she laughs. the readhead scoots off to the dance floor in front of the others, to make room for them all. Viv giggles." Well yeah."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Stealth: 2,1,5,7,4,7,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alert: 4,8,10,9,2,1,

Elijah Phillips: Eli mingles in line, flirting with other people aiming to get into the club. "Oooo.. Love those shoes, doll.. We'll have to go shopping sometime.." Flashes a random female a glittery wink.

Snow: And Eli waits in line, behind a pack of "bridal shower" girls snapping pictures of themselves having fun, and some other people as well. The ling move quickly and soon enough Eli is at the front of the line to be let in.

Ashlyn Reale: She smiles her red-painted, lovely smile and shrugs off down side to any of this. Any of it. There's a spot on the dance floor being cleared - why bother with shouting over the music, then? Her arm slips down, so that she's taking the other by the hand to the floor to make a little circle of tall, thin and pretty out there. It's a club. She doesn't really pay mind to anybody being close, or listening.

Snow: Some of the females Eli flirts with giggle and nod, but much other than that he doesn;t seem to get more than a lot of curious gazes and "knowing" nods.

Snow: And they manage to make a space from themselves dancing out there. The other 3 girls seem to flirt and or dance just to have some fun, and more to get noticed by people.

Elijah Phillips: Eli worms his way into the club, flashing the appropriate cover and ID for such a place. With a schoolboy grin he makes an elaborate strut for the bar.

Snow: There is 2 levels and a total of 4 bars, three of them on the first floor and 1 on the second. Depending on which one Eli goes to, he will get his drink slid to him. There is people around the bars, a lot of them comming getting their drinks and going back to dancing or to their seats, wherever they may be.

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn sways, dances, blurring the edge between the line of models and the random people at the edges of this. There's a crowd. It's packed. There's warmth all around her, and that's enough in the crowd to make the night less craptastic. Noticed or not, she's here and happily becoming involved in these little distractions. Just a little fun.

Elijah Phillips: Eli remains on the first level, attending the nearest bar to the door. He leans in a taunting pose against the bar with a grin to the keeper "Martini, love." He digs into his skintight flares for a red leather wallet, slapping a fifty on the bar and reaching for his drink.

Snow: Christie comes close to Ashlyin and ashs. "So have you been here before?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She finds her way to the bar and takes a seat, ordering up a tequila sunrise, and rotates in her stool, watching the dance floor and the models there, almost...appraisingly.

Snow: The tender looks at the money and places down Eli's change "There you go." She is wearing a black t-shirt as are all of the bartenders and servers and such that reads in white "Emotions" the name of the club across their chests. She moves on down filling orders, it is a busy night as always here.

Ashlyn Reale: "This one?" she calls over the music, leaning in to speak. "No. I used to go to the Cathedral place - and haven't found a regular place to bother frequenting since!" The last seems amused, though it might be a touch more difficult to tell. Her eyes are bright, anyway, and very blue in this place.

Snow: Reyna's drink a munti later appears on the bar and the ammount owed is told to her.

Elijah Phillips: Eli stuffs the bills back in his pocket and takes a heavy gulp from his dainty glass. Drinking adamantly. He pushes himself up from the counter and struts down the bar.. looking for someone to catch his eye. Any kind of distraction really from recent events.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She passes the money over without a glance, a twenty to cover the drink and a huge-ass tip. Bigger tips mean higher alcohol content. "Keep it," she says.

Snow: Christie node her head having heard Ashlyn and smileing she points up to the second level where people are hanging out there is some dancing but there is several curtained off area's that can be opened to see the dance floor. "When there is a lot of us out we go up there, music is dimmer up there."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alertness: 6,7,9,9,8,4,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She glances around briefly, out of habit. Her eyes fall on Eli, and recognition enters her eyes. She grins and raises her hand in a brief wave his way, before looking back to the three ladies.

Snow: "Thanks." says the bartender with a grin. yes taking not of Reyna for good drinks later on.

Ashlyn Reale: "Do you three go out together often?" Much of a pack, then? Her hair isn't styled too neatly for this place - it's not undone just to have her hands run through it as they do now. She looks up to the second level, and nods to Christie. "After the next song, maybe? Or are you waiting for more?"

Elijah Phillips: d10: per+alertness: 8,1,

Elijah Phillips: Eli struts right in front of Reyna, staring off into space as he loses himself in thought. Hmph. Thought. A strange look for the boy. Uncommon to say the least. He sips his martini idly.

Snow: "We generall go out a couple of days a week to unwind, you know." she giggles. a shake of her head. "No everyone else is busy it seems. That is cool we can do that." she leans over to Corin and Viv and tells them about going upstairs as well then nod and give Ashlyn a thumbs up.

Snow: When Eli comes to a stop he colides with a guy wearing a sweatchirt hoodie type shirt, in black, jeans, brown hair. A gruff voice. "Watch it." as he keeps on walking a look over his shoulder at the dance floor, before continueing on.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She blinks as she's utterly ignored, and then sighs, her good humor slipping for just a moment before the coyote mask comes back. "Hey, pretty boy," she shouts in his direction with a laugh. "Wake up, Sexy Zombie Thang."

Ashlyn Reale: "Lovely," she replies with a pleased look. "Can't wait to see it." Of course, she looks around again for the same faces - at her best, she's not the most perceptive.

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Alertness: 3,10,

Elijah Phillips: Eli blinks when he runs into the gruff fellow. He responds sheepishly "Ohh.. Uh.. my bad." He looks around.. Was someone talking to him? His eyes lock on Reyna, gaining an apologetic halfgrin "Oh. Hey there, love." He gives a girlish giggle leaning against the bar next to the woman "Sorry.. I think I was on another planet there for a bit.. Long week."

Snow: Christie nodw egarly. "Yes it can be, we will show you."

Ashlyn Reale: There's a pause, and she loops an arm with the model nearest to her, smirking more than a little in her amusement. She pointed a manicured finger aside toward the bar. "Want the complete set?" she offers over the song.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods a little, grinning. "Yeah...join the club. Long week, long month, long fuckin' year. Don't mention it." She winks to Eli, leaning sideways against the bar as she sips at her tequila sunrise. "So, I'd ask how you've been, but that sounds like it'd be an obvious answer."

Snow: Viv, looks over her shoulder towards where Ashlyn is pointing. and she looks at Ash. "So that is the one covered in Bird Shit on the billboards." she giggles. "Were you meeting him here or something." she leans her head in closer. "You can tell me, are you really dating him?"

Elijah Phillips: He gives a weakened laugh "Shitty.. to say the least. Had to get out of the house for a bit. Clear my head."

Ashlyn Reale: Her eyes roll at that. "He's not my dating type," she insists in the way of many a denying young woman. "Yeah, that's him.. want me to see if he'll come along, or not so much?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Yeah, I know what you're sayin'." She shrugs, leaning back as she looks over at the models briefly...oh, they're looking this way. "What's your troubles?"

Snow: Viv looks over to Corin and Chrstie. "Hey, lookie?" she points at Eli. "Why don;t we all go and retire upstairs?" she strikes a pose tothem and grins.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a sad laugh "Ehh.. same ol same ol.. Not really anything I care to talk about in public." He gives an embarassed grin. "I've enough problems with the tabloids as it is.." He looks over to where Reyna's eyes drift to, a tiny smirk coming across his face.

Snow: Viv after Christie and Corin looks over and nod their heads. they hook arms with each other, this way no one will fall behind. "Yes let's go see if snag him and then snag a space upstairs, be much quieter."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Got it. I get that. Well, not the tabloids--closest I ever got in the tabloids was my hand being in a picture with Malcolm DeWitt--but the rest of it, I'm right there with ya on."

Ashlyn Reale: She laughs easily, good natured. Fingers wiggle in a wave at her cheek level to the woman looking toward them once again - in heels, Ashlyn (and likely the others) stand taller than many other women present. "Sure thing," she replies easily, sure to hook both arms if it's still practical to do so. If she's in the position to do so, Ash takes the lead on the way toward the bar.

Elijah Phillips: Eli looks back to Reyna with a sad laugh "Hang out with me long enough.. you'd bound to be taken with negative attention. It's inevitable." he flips a feathered lock over his shoulder.

Elijah Phillips: ((you're.. not you'd))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Phsaw. 'At's a risk I think I'm willin' to take. Just don't slam any other cars into mine anymore." She grins to him, winking.

Snow: And they follow her clearning the way as they go to the bar where Reyna and Eli are at.

Elijah Phillips: He gives a helpless shrug "Couldn't find any other way to corner the fuckstick." He gives a sad look down to the floor. Damnit. He was trying so hard to forget about Ammon.

Ashlyn Reale: "Hey!" she calls ahead warmly - though how far her voice reaches to them might not be so great. She smiles easily, offering another wave - a real greeting this time as they draw up closer. "We're going upstairs - want to tag along?" This at least seems amused. Playful. Dare we say it? Happy.

Elijah Phillips: Eli blinks up and forces a smile to his face, seeing Ashlyn. Oh. Her. He slips an arm loosely over Reyna's shoulders "Sure." He looks to Reyna with a smirk "You game?"

Snow: The other three models seem to strike a pose when they get close to Eli and Renya comming to a stop.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She sighs as her joke just seems to make things worse...dammit. A look to Ashlyn, smiling a little to her and nodding. "Hey." She's quite assuming the invitation is for her fellow model, not the coyote girl who looks far more cowgirl then model.

Elijah Phillips: Eli quirks a brow at the other models. Trying SO hard are we.. He gives a girlish giggle at the trio, and flashes a glittery wink "Ladies."

Ashlyn Reale: A glance back to the woman nearest her, and she nods to Reyna, crooking her finger to her regardless of the fact that Eli's already put an arm around her. Seems she'll be coming along, as well. She leans back, and says something to the model.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A blink, as Eli invites her along. She almost seems wary for just an instant before she nods with wuite the chuckle and grin. "Sure...I'm game. If I'm not intruding, that is. I only crash parties when I actually want to annoy the hosts."

Snow: "Hi" they say in unison A blond a Readhead, and then the black woman, most definatly by looks they are modela, and by attitude. Viv looks to Reyna. "Yes come along."

Elijah Phillips: Eli can't help but utter a girlish laugh hearing them speak in unison. Doppelgangers. Cute ones. What a night. He downs the rest of his martini and sets the glass on the bar

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks to the femme-bots and blinks as they all speak in unison. We are Vogue...You will be Assimilated...Resistance is Futile. She grins to them, chuckling, and just goes to move along with Eli and the group.

Snow: Viv nods her head to what Ashlyn says. then with a bright grin. "Well then let's go shall we." and she takes the lead to head them all upstairs. Corin and Christie falling behind Ash and Viv, as they head upstairs.

Elijah Phillips: Eli keeps an arm draped over Reyna's shoulders as they walk. Hips in full swing.

Ashlyn Reale: She walks along with the group, rather completing the set of model looks in a way - she is now the black haired one, whereas months ago she would have been the clashing second redhead.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks over at Eli, letting them get ahead a bit. "Is the hive-mind normal?" she speaks to him, in a voice low enough so the music doesn't let it carry ahead. "Or is that a by-product of too many camera flashes?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a girlish giggle, leaning down to speak softly as well "Now you know why I don't hang out with people from work. They're all alike.. and terribly boring. Fun to mess with though." He gives reyna's shoulders a playful squeeze before quickening his pace to catch up.

Snow: Once upstairs there is a pool table with sevewral people around it. Two sides of the place have curtained off area's that can be opened to look down to the dance floor. There is an open area with a long bar and stools that looks down over the dance floor from the railing behind that against the wall is the bar for the upstairs. there is people walking around getting people drinks. Viv stops and asks someone if there is an open area. and the waitress nods and leads the way to one of them. It happens to be the one next tothe wall, on the opposite side of the upstairs from where the stairs is located. There is an area to look over to see people dancing. A curtain to close of the area from people viewing them if need be. There is two coushes in here and two chairs as well. The girls take seats on one of the couches and a chair. The waitress asks them. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ahh, okay." She laughs a little, and matches her pace to his, getting them closer to the quad. her tequila sunrise is still in her hand.

Elijah Phillips: Eli raises his hand to the waitress "Martini, love. Thanks." He struts over to one of the couches and takes a seat dead in the center of the thing.

Snow: The music up here is dimmer although can still be heard, but it is much easier to talk with people up here than anywhere else. The trio of modeal order drinks, each one different.

Ashlyn Reale: "Cosmo?" she requests, dropping down onto the edge of the second couch, lounging elegantly. This looks fairly natural on her, of course, legs crossing away from Eli. Something about personal space off of the shoot.

Snow: The waitress nods her head to everone';s drink orders, before headding back out shutting the curtain behind her so that they are left in relative privacy

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She drops down onto the other side of the second couch, leaning back comfortably. Yes, the woman has horrible posture. Demure is NOT a word that would be used to describe her. She takes a drink from her glass and looks around, grinning a little.

Elijah Phillips: Personal space? Never heard of it. Eli drapes his arms along the back of the couch on both sides. Not touching Ashlyn.. but just behind her. He squirms to get comfortable. "So.. You ladies come here often?" He asks the trio

Snow: Corin answers. "At least once a week." Viv nods her head. "Yes, it is one ofg the better places to unwind." she grins. Christie crosses her legs. "Normally with more people, but some have early shoots tomorrow, so it is just us tonight."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She chuckles a little at as the Vogue answer the question in three parts. This is just getting TOO good.

Ashlyn Reale: "Sad, isn't it?" she reflects lightly, brushing black hair away from her sharp cheekbones. "But then, you usually don't have these two with you.." She makes a little gesture of her hand to Eli, fingers curled halfway. There's a small smile there. "Never a dull moment, right?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli grins "FABulous.. I've been looking for a new club ever since the Vertigo changed hands."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Vertigo? Damn, she's out of touch. What the hell ever happened to the Tears? She takes a good, large drink off her Sunrise and leans back, listening.

Snow: Corin shakes her head. "No never a dull moment." Christis looks over at Reyna wondering what in the world is so funny. Viv looks to the goth two and then leans forward a bit looking at Eli. "So we just ~have~ to know something." she conspiratorially looks back to the other two who grin at Viv before she looks back. "What is that with what happened to your billboards." she places a hand on her chest near her collar bone. "~we~ personally haven;t seen anything like it before." a tilt of her head.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * The hood walks into the place after his brief patdown at the door. Damn, I cant dance to this. The hell I gonna do now? *

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a soft laugh, leaning lazily back into the couch "If I find the birds responsible.. I'll mail them to you." A smirk. "Honestly can't tell ya, love."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * After a few minutes of debate he flags down a bouncer and asks if there is a pool table in the place. After hearing the answer he starts to climb the stairs. *

Elijah Phillips: d10: man+sub (diff): 4,2,9,2,4,

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Empathy: 4,4,4,8,3,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Subterfuge: 3,5,5,9,7,1,

Snow: Viv gives a look like 'mystery not solved' and shrugs her shoulder. "No need to do that, we get enough junk mail at the loft as it is." Christie asks. "So was the Vertigo another big place where other models hung out?" she has never honestly heard of the place.

the waitress walks in and hands off the drinks telling each peoson how much is owed, and yes her tip is included in the price.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He is an ebony skinned black man in his middle twenties and the poster child for good health. Standing at five foot eight and maybe one hundred and seventy pounds of lean muscle it would be a safe bet that the man works out alot and probably is careful when it comes to what he eats too. His hair is black and very short and slightly fuzzy. His eyes are a deep brown and his arms bear the tattoos of his upbringing as a soldier in the street wars. Inticate designs in shades of red, green and blue etched with a masters hand. The black and red art on his neck marks him as a shot caller. Any other ink is concealed. He carries himself with a lazy grace that reminds some of the stalking behavior of a Jaguar, but those that are trained in the use of violence might see something deeper. The walk of the qualified man. This one has been there and done that. He is dressed in a pair of creased blue jeans and is shirtless, wearing only a denim jacket. *

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Whew, good, she's not the only one who's never heard about it. Maybe she's not as out of touch as she thought.

Ashlyn Reale: She hands over a bill, green and folded neatly. More than was asked, but not obscenely so. Ashlyn relaxes back with her pink drink, curving a smirk. No, she isn't entirely certain on this one, and offers no comment, just a faint shrug.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gladly pays for the drink with a shakes of the head "No. It was a smaller place. The owner was a good friend of mine." He gives a tiny smirk "I hardly ever get out with the other models. Been far too busy lately."

Snow: Thad is just in time the current game that is going on seems to he ending. A waitress comes over to him and asks. "Can I get you something to drink?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Once he reaches the floor with the table he goes about choosing a cue. Rolling it on the table and trying to find one that is not warped. *

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He looks over the waitress for a moment before answering. * " Bacardi and coke. How about that? "

Snow: "Oh says Chrisie after paying for her drink. "Well you needto get out more then." says Corin after also paying for her drink. "Viv just nodes her head paying for her drink taking a sip of it and then with a smile. "Really we all have some fun times and it keeps our publicity up as well."

Snow: She nods her head to Thad and walks off to get his drink for him.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a girlish giggle "Any publicity that doesn't involve bird shit is fine by me." He takes a smooth sip from his martini.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * The man watches as she walks away and then shakes his head before testing the cue again. *

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Yeah, Eli," she says to the man, grinning something fierce. "C'mon...you should get out with these ladies more often. They're really, TRULY fascinating, don't you think?" She looks him over with a grin and a very subtle wink, directed so it's not visible to the Vogue Trio.

Snow: The waitress after getting the money rolls her eyes on the way out closing the curtain once more behind her.

Elijah Phillips: Eli nods "Of course, love. High profile company is the best when it comes to a good time.." He looks back to the trio with a wide grin "So.. What is it that you lovely ladies occupy your time with.. dancing.. drinking? The usual?"

Snow: A pretty boy with blond spiked hair, he looks trendy, and has three girls hanging on him at the moment says to thad. "You game?" he is holding a pool cue in his hands loosly and grins.

Elijah Phillips: ((it's eli's long lost cousin!))

Snow: Christie grins as she leans bacvk. "All of the above and then some." her mind has been made up by Eli. Viv answers. "Sometimes, depends on how difficult my days was really." Corin just nods her head.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Thaddeous looks over the boy and starts to give a nod as his cellphone begins to ring. * " Hold up dog. I'm game. " * Then he flips the phone open and speaks into it. * " Who dis? "

Snow: ((Yes but this one is alll male. *Giggles*))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ooooh, 'and then some.'" She winks, leaning back a little further, totally relaxed and completely unladly-like. "That sounds interesting..." She chuckles and finishes off her drink.

Snow: He also give Thad his measure and nods his head shrugging off the girls who one of them pouts, but they all stay at their bar stools and sit back to watch the two of them play.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a smirk to christie "And then some? Oooo... Mysterious." He gives a soft laugh.

Elijah Phillips: ((*slaps reyna*))

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He continues to speak into the phone as he takes a fifty from his wallet and lays it on the table. * " Its aight. Finna take some kids bankroll at the table. Sup with you? "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((OH DEAR GOD! Eli and Reyna are doing the Hive-Mind now! THEY'VE GOT US, GLITTERBOY! *Screams*))

Snow: Viv looks to Reyna. "Well there is much more to life than Drinking and dancing." she looks to Eli. "If you get a chance there is a great spa down on 11th, although you have to make an appointment, it is one of the best in the city."

Snow: Christie and Corin giggle and grin at Eli and Reyna, as they say practically the same thing.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a sly grin to Vic with a sip of the martini "Are you going to keep me company if I go?" He bats his glittery lashes in a less than innocent pose.

Ashlyn Reale: Oh, she looks amused. Everyone around her has the same thing in mind, it seems, and she keeps quiet with a sip of liquid pink. She leaves behind no lipstick, despite the glossy red shimmer on her lips.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She blinks at Eli...oh, Christ. It is contagious. She laughs softly and leans back, pulling a cigarette from her duster.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Still on the phone. * " Up in the club right now. Midtown. Place is called Emotions or some shit. " * He looks over the kids girls. * " Scenery is good. Come on down and watch the robbery. "

Snow: When the fifty get';s placed on the table one of the girls slides off the stool and pulls from her shirt a fifty. She takes the glass in her hand and both of them fifties and places them on the table and the glass goes on top of them both. "This way no one walks off with them." she says.

Snow: Viv shrugs a shoulder, as I said appointment only, and when you have to schedual it weeks in advance, Mine are pre-schedualed. So if you can try and get a spot at the same time, I will be there." she tilts her head takign a sip of the drink.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He smiles at the girl, the teeth gleaming in contrast with his skin. * " See you then. I'm upstairs at the pool table. " * Then he closes the phone. * " Billiards or nineball, my man? "

Snow: The waitress comes back with Thad's drink requwst setting it off tothe side, and telling him how much he owes for the drink.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The smoke is popped into her mouth and she fishes out her zippo, clicking it open and flicking it to life. She sets flame to smoke, and gets the cherry going before the lighter is snapped shut with a dextrous flick of the wrist and pocketed. See, SEE? She's got some moves of her own...

Snow: "Nine ball." the guy says to Thad. "One shot each against the opposite side closest one back get's firsty shot."

Elijah Phillips: Eli rocks his head back and forth with a playfu lgrin "Ehhh.. effort.." He takes another sip from his martini "I think I'll stick to my own tub, love. Have my own personal batch of beauties give me the spa treatment."

Snow: Christie looks around. "I will be right back." she set's her rink aside and stands. Corin says. "I am going to go with you." she stands up as well setting her drink down as well. They both head to the exit of the room pulling open the curtain.

Ashlyn Reale: Ash looks aside, blue-green-grey eyes that never -quite- decide on their own damned color settling on Reyna for a moment, and the bright orange of the cigarette's end. Her head tilts just a little, watching the smoke coil away. Somehow, mentioning the beauty bar seems so...out of place.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He goes back to the wallet and hands the waitress a twenty before turning away from her. * " Aight. Good for me. "

Snow: Viv shrugs a shoulder. "Your choice." a grin. "So how long have you been working with Anthony?" Viv nods to the girls as they leave and returns her attention to Eli and Reyna.

Thomas Judge: He finds the place alright. Paying on the door, and asking about the location of the pool table. A nod of his head and a cheers and he heads off in.

Snow: Another of the girls set's two of the pool balls up for the two men. Another is now holding the triangle to rack the balls when this is done.

Ashlyn Reale: Her attention snaps to the girls when they leave, watching the curtain. All the while, silently unable to pin down the cooling, sinking feeling sliding down her throat. Nothing to do with a drink, no no.

Elijah Phillips: "Since around January. Adeline set it up when I was back in San Fran."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She glances over at Ashlyn, taking the distraction Viv is providing to Eli in order to address the woman. "So, we haven't actually met yet." She smiles to her. "I'm Reyna."

Snow: From the open curtain looking out over the floor everyone or anyone paying attention can see the girls headding towards the restroom on the other side of the upstairs area.

Snow: And Thad wins the opertunity to break and call his choice of stripes or solide.

Elijah Phillips: Eli pays no mind to the females who take their leave. He's used to dealing with flighty women that have to powder their noses every hour on the hour. It's to be expected. He keeps a grin on viv

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He draws back and the shot is damn near perfect. It stops less than an inch from the break rail. *

Thomas Judge: Cough comes out and is lit, thank the first he has a point of reference. He walks into the club, Pool table...pool table?. There we go, he heads in the direction.

Snow: A smile from Viv. "Not bad, and you both are now slotted to do some of the bigger shows, must be a lucky break, most of us work a long time to get tothat point." a drink of her drink.

Ashlyn Reale: She watches the girls head toward the restroom.. When Reyna speaks, however, she looks aside again and smile in return - friendly looking. "Suppose we haven't. I'm Ashlyn. If we ever get to speaking again, feel free to call me Ash if you like. Everybody does."

Snow: Tom would be directed upstairs, and it is right there in sight once you make it up the stairs.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He gives another toothy smile when he see's Tom approaching. * " The show is just about to start, dog. Finna to put on a clinic. "

Thomas Judge: Yeah, this place ain't his usual style, but needs most as the devil drives. He grins as he sees' Thadd, walking over. "Evenin' gov."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods to Ashlyn, her own smile friendly, inviting. "We have a mutual acquantance, I believe...and not just the pretty face here in between us." A little wink goes to Eli.

Snow: There is a pretty boy muscular, with blond spiked hair standing off to the side, three girls stand arouns him as they watch the game. They all look to Tom and one of them even smiles at him as she looks him over.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives Viv a faint ~oh poor baby~ smile. "Hate it for ya love. I've been working for quite some time as well. Back in Cali. Not that I expect that you would have heard of my work over there. Nickle and Dime.."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Thadd leans over to set up the break and then draws back the cue, launching the cueball into the canary yellow one ball. *

Elijah Phillips: Eli preens at Reyna's words. Yes. He's pretty.. and he knows it.

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 7,6,2,8,

Ashlyn Reale: She squints faintly to Reyna, considering a moment. Her head tilts when she studies the other woman. "Eddie?" she wonders aloud. "Somebody from that group?"

Snow: A nod of her head to Ell then a knowing grin. "Some of us do not have the provelidge of others to make it big the second we arrive on the scene. But yur work has paid off, and I get my contracts some of the bigger ones as well."

Thomas Judge: He winks to the ladies, then looks back to Thadd waiting till his shot is done "My round gov, name yer poison."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * As he looks the table over he speaks too Tom again. * " Whats shakin? "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Apparently, we have more then one mutual acquaintance besides the pretty face." She grins a little bit. "But yeah, that group. I was talking about Josh, specifically."

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Taking Rum and cola tonight, but I got a fresh one siting tight right now. "

Snow: The pretty bod watches as Thad sinks the one ball, not looking happy right now but oh well.

Ashlyn Reale: A glance aside, and back to Reyna. Her smile eases, though it didn't look particularly tense before. She seems genuinely pleased at this. "Josh? Nice. I'll elbow him the next time I see him for not introducing us sooner, then?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a smirk to viv "Took me a bit, love.. I didn't start off on billboards. Even bird shit covered ones. I've paid my dues. And worked for what I have."

Thomas Judge: He looks over "Rum an cola, wat are ya, a pirate?" That cocky cockney grin. "Well you carry on pretty as ya please, I'll be needin' a drink." He heads over to the bar.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He leans across the table to line up a fairly difficult angle on the two. * " I suck at this game. "

Snow: still smieling Viv raises her glass. "Congrats, then."

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 9,1,6,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Empathy (Ash): 1,7,9,6,5,8,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Ashlyn Reale: ((She's checking specifically for Ashlyn's emotional reaction to mention of Joshua. Yay, 3 successes! *G*))

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He flinches slightly at Tom's words and it throws the shot just slightly. * " Wrong bitch. I'm a sailor. Recognize. "

Snow: The 2 ball bounces back and forth a second, breaths heald, as it falls into the pocket, not bad for thad not bad at all.

Elijah Phillips: Eli raises his as well "Good luck, love. I haven't seen you move.." He eyes viv over from head to toe with a hungry intent "but you certainly have the look down."

Snow: At the bar tom get's asked what he wants, it is slowerup here than down on the first floor.

Thomas Judge: He turns as he walks to the bar and gives Thadd two finger, grinning away.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He stands upright again and crosses the break rail, smiling as he pinches the bridge of his nose. * " Damn. Must be my lucky night, huh? " * He leans over again to set up on the three. *

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 9,2,2,3,

Ashlyn Reale -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: (( She seems to warm at the mention of him - and seems more open to Reyna for her having known him. There is obviously some kind of trust between the two of them, judging by her reaction. ))

Thomas Judge: "Yeah can I 'ave a tequial please pet, and a pint of Lager, pendin' that a bottle of bud please."

Snow: Well i am sure that we shall be seeing each other." says Viv " As I am going to be at fashion week."

Elijah Phillips: He nods, leaning back in the couch. "FABulous." he gives a bored look around the area.

Snow: The pretty boy grins as this time the 3 ball doesn;t go in like the first two. And he walks over to take the shot.

The bartender nods his head and get's the drink for Tom and tells him how much he owes, setting the drink on the bar for Tom.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * With a sigh Thadd picks up his drink and takes the first sip, then licks his lipps with an approving nod. *

Snow: d10: Dex+ath: 10,10,7,6,5,

Thomas Judge: He pays the man, downing his Tequlia that and then, shaking his head afterwards, swallowing a few more times and then grabbing his beer and back over to Thadd, pretty guy and his ladies.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She gives Ashlyn a warm grin. "Yeah, do that. The big guy needs a good elbowing from time to time." She chuckles a little, nodding. "He's good people, though. One of the good guys, unlike certain scamps I could mention." She nudges Eli with a grin and another wink.

Snow: And the pretty boy is good Sinking the shot easily, and moving on to the four ball, lining up his shot.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He glances too Tom, then back at the table. * " Kid might have some skills at this game. "

Snow: Viv listens tothe conversation as she get's up and walks tothe raining looking down at the dancers below.

Elijah Phillips: Eli giggles and nudges Reyna back "Not what you said last night.." He says with a smirk.

Snow: d10: Dex+Ath: 4,7,4,8,7,

Thomas Judge: "Wats ridin' on it Thadd."

Ashlyn Reale: "That reminds me -" she opens her mouth to speak, then pauses, frowning vaguely. A glance aside to the curtain, now. "Hey. Shouldn't they be back already?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Mr. Jackson. "

Snow: And the pretty boy makes that shot, sinking it as if there was no problems. Moving once more with a grin to Thad. "I just might now."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Ahh, this must be where that horrific slander tends to pop up around you comes from, eh?" She chuckles to Eli and shakes her head. "Not a bad comeback, though. I give it a B-."

Thomas Judge: Tom raises an eyebrow confused "Yer playin' for a guy?"

Snow: Viv looks over to Ashlyn, then back to the crowd below. "Maybe they went and are dancing."

Snow: d10: Dex+Ath: 2,10,7,3,8,

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He looks back too the boy with a smile. * " Put the next one down and you might talk me into putin a grand on this. " * Then he shakes his head to Tom. * " No, crumpet. Fifty dolars. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks to Ashlyn and, suddenly, it hits her. No Vogue Assimilation Tactics as of late. "Hmmm. You're right, it's been a while..." She gets up and moves to the railing, looking down below, into the crowd.

Elijah Phillips: Eli grins to Reyna "It's passing." He looks over to Ashlyn and Viv "They were probably just distracted by something shiny.. You want I should go look for them?" He bats his glittery lashes.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Investigation-WP: 7,9,5,3,7,

Ashlyn Reale: "Right.." She stands, and smooths her skirt with care, setting aside her mostly untouched drink. "I'll be right back, anyway. Anyone want anything while I'm up?" A smile back to Reyna - "and by that I do not mean pre-wrapped boxer types on command."

Snow: And the 5 ball goes down just like the other two before it, could this be a hustle? M

Thomas Judge: "Hey, wacht who yer callin' crumpet 'merry old soul'"He grins, taking a good gulp of his beer

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He chuckles and takes another sip. *

Snow -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna see's Christie in the crowd dancing with several other people, but she doesn;t see Corin anywhere.

Thomas Judge: "Come on Thadd, see it pope, I 'eard you were meant to be robin with ya balls." He lights another cough, the last burning down in the ashtray.

Snow: Pretty boy stands up. "You mean like that." he says to Thad.

Viv shakes her head holding up her half full glass. "No I am good thanks."

Elijah Phillips: Eli shakes his head, sprawling out on the couch now that he's the only one on it. He gives a bored look to the railing.. then over to the wall.. checks the ceiling.. with the attention span of a three year old.

Snow: The pretty boy takes stock of the table, even taking a drink from his beer. His 'girls' drinking and watching the game, sometimes talking to one another, otherwise they are quiet.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "One C sighted...the other's not lookin' too visible at the moment," she announces to the group.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He laughs... * " I give no fucks. You match that? "

Snow: d10: Dex+Ath: 8,2,7,1,1,

Snow: And the pretty boys lucky streak ends with a crashing unsucess almost sending a different ball into into one of the pockets.

Ashlyn Reale: "Mmn," she notes, and slips out from the curtain now, taking those long legged strides across the room toward the bathroom. A glance around for the remaining model up here...

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Alertness: 6,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Tell ya what, Ash...I'll go with you." She twists her neck to either side, popping it. "I'll be your designated drink carrier."

Thomas Judge: He looks to Thadd blue eyes taking in pretty boy and his girls then back to Thadd, the taunts contiune "Are you even any robin at this game, might as well banged that dollar on the horses gov, may 'ave actually seen sum return."

Snow: Viv shrugs a shoulder going back tothe couch. "Wouldn;t be the first time Corin or Christie or I even have slipped into a different room, or slipped off with someone."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He lays down his drink and licks at his lips as he looks over the table. * " I dont have to be good, Tom. Just gota look good being bad. "

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 2,6,8,8,

Thomas Judge: He laughs at that, grinning maddly "Fair play gov, is that wat you tell the chicks too."

Elijah Phillips: Eli nods and sits back up with a grin to Vic "They worry too much." He leans forward in her direction "So.. what did you say your name was, love?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He crosses, lining up on the seven as he closes one eye. * " Rum is making me go silly eyed. You might make it out of this yet, Spanky. "

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 8,3,9,3,

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He laughs at that. * " Only your momma. "

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Lining up on the eight as he setles into the shot. *

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 3,4,7,7,

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn stops in the ladie's room - with or without Reyna, really. Either way she looks around, sighs, and leans to sit back against the sink counter, palms also on the counter. "Hell," she curses under her breath.

Snow: The pretty boy watches as the six and seven gown down "We'll see."

Viv nods her head. "I swear we sometimes all head home at differenttimes, we all live together. And it's Viv."

Thomas Judge: He laughs "Nice thats a robin one...on the subject wen you want yer's back?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She follows along with Ashlyn, moving into the ladies room with her. A little frown forms at the other woman's reaction. "What's up, hon?"

Elijah Phillips: He gives a soft smile to the woman "Viv. I like it. Retro." He gives a soft laugh and stands to move over to her couch sitting on the other end. "Who is it that you model for, love?"

Ashlyn Reale: "Either I'm paranoid, or this place is about to get a metric ass load of bad publicity," she replies in a mutter, eyes closing. Breathe in, hold it, sigh out.

Snow: The last of the people in the ladies room leave, leaving Reyna and Ash by themselves.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He lays down on the nine now. * " Sright. We gona see right now. There is no humiliation in this defeat. I hope you understand that Spanky. I'm just one lucky mothafucka. "

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: dex+ath: 2,9,4,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "You're talking about what I think you're talking about, aren't you?" She looks at the other, remaining calm for her.

Thaddeous Malvoe: *Then too Tom. * " You tell her she cant come home till she got my money. "

Ashlyn Reale: "If you mean what's kept me the hell away from Battery for months..." she trails off. No need to finish that, she hopes. The pursed, tense look of her face speaks volumes - mostly about how she hopes she's over-reacting.

Snow: "Right now Corin and I are both with Dolche and Gabbana, and Christie tends towards the shoe lines, as she quote has the perfect foot for the job." she smiles to Eli.

Thomas Judge: "Spanky..." He gestures between the two men "..you guys need sum alone lemon, am sure I can keep the ladies occupied till you ave done yer male bonding." A wink to the ladies and a grin to the gentleman

Snow: The girl watching the money walks over handing Thad the money. Then walks back to Bretty boy. "Common Dev, let's go Dance." He nods to Thad and Tom. "Gotta keep the girls happy. Thank for the game." and moves off with his girls to downstairs.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a soft laugh, edging closer to the girl. "Fabuous.. I like their work. Their summer line was fun. Can't wait to see what they have planed for this winter."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods a little bit. "All right, Ashlyn. What I want you to do is this. We're going to go downstairs, and you're going to get...uh...whichever it is that's dancing. Then, you and her will stay together and come up here, be with Eli. I'll go find the other one, okay?" Without making any bones about it, he pulls out Harry, her .44 Colt Anaconda, and makes sure he's loaded. "Do you know how to use a gun?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He smiles and looks over the bill too make sure that its real. * " I cant get a rise out of nobody no more. What did you want to yap about, Tom? "

Thomas Judge: He grabs his beer "This may not be the right place, am recruitin' gov. The war...game on."

Snow: She looks to Eli. "Their winter line came out this summer, their spring line should be out in a few months, and then their summer fall line will be at the show." she takes another sip of her drink.

Ashlyn Reale: "A gun? What are you -" and then her eyes open. And she's staring at a gun, in a bathroom, with somebody Josh knows and she's only assuming won't rip off her face because the moon is pretty and fat tonight. Her lips purse, tensing. "No. I don't. And I'm pretty sure even if I had a place for that, it would break my arm."

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Already said I was down. I got a good thing going here and I am willing to protect it. "

Snow: ((Ashlyn or Reyna if either of you are investigating the bathroom please roll me Per+investigatipon))

Thomas Judge: "Then I want ya." He looks around "Right, we need sumwhere to natter china."

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives another flighty laugh "I know.. I'm behind on any of the lines except anthony's. I've been busy as hell for the past few months. Havent had the chance to keep up." He slips his arm along the back of the couch behind Viv "It's good to get out though. Take a break."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I wasn't going to give you this one. I have a much smaller one, too...but fair enough." She nods a little, putting Harry away, and reaches out, to lightly touch Ashly's shoulder. "Relax, sweetie. I'm gonna to help you, not hurt you, okay? I don't want to see you getting hurt. Now, are you cool with the plan? Go get the one C, come up here, and I'll find the other C?" As an agfterthought, she starts to do a quick check of the bathroom herself, just in case, while waiting for Ashlyn's response.

Thaddeous Malvoe: " My place is one hella long way. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Investigation: 9,9,2,7,6,

Snow: "Get out and have some fun while we can. This is more for relaxing. That way we do not get too bored." she continues to sit there.

Thad and Tom can go to one of the curtained off area's it give the air of privacy and as anyone who is in the next room can tell yopu you do not hear what anyone else is saying.

Thomas Judge: He looks about "Wat the hell you doin' at a place like this anyhow?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: " I am a salesman. Look around. "

Ashlyn Reale: "I can do that. Christ, I'm going to feel like an -idiot- if this is all over nothing," she sighs, pushing off from the counter reluctantly. She seems about ready to go along with the plan just now, following the suggestion easily.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Better to feel like an idiot now, hon, then to risk feeling like a hell of a lot worse later, right?" She smiles comfortingly to Ashlyn as she checks around, coyote mask VERY firmly in place.

Elijah Phillips: Eli drapes his arm over Viv's shoulder, inching closer and laying on the charm. "When's your next day off? You should let me take you out."

Snow -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna spots it, a white purse next to the white wall of the black and white tiles floor, right there nest to the trashcan. Looks like it slide betwee the wall and the trashcan.

Thomas Judge: A small frown at that, but who is he to judge, if people didn't want it there wouldn't be the market. He looks to one of the curtained off areas. And thumbs towards it "You up for a chat?"

Ashlyn Reale: "Hey, Reyna?" She pauses near the door, holding it shut for a moment. She looks over her slim shoulder to the other woman. "...If I'm not being a spaz, and he is out there. If. Just if? Shoot him. With the big gun. Say he was scary. Say he was going to kill you - you're pretty, so it's probably not really a lie. But just shoot him. Our luck? He has a great lawyer."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He shrugs and starts to head off for the curtained area, droping the cue on the table on the way. * " Fuck man, you act like my time is all special or something. You know better than that. "

Snow: Viv looks at Eli inching closer to her. "I think you better know, I do not screw, or date models, and you are not my type." She looks away from Eli and takes a sip of her drink.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "That is the plan. You see, I had a job as a Private Security person. So if it comes down to getting really messy, then of course, Eli hired me, right? I'm sure he'll cover for me." She frowns a little and picks up moves the trash can, revealing a white purse there. She looks at it a moment before picking it up by the armstrap, and turning to look at Ashlyn. "This look familiar, hon?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a faint laugh, leaning back into the couch with a grin to the woman "Ahhh.. wasn't aware you had a 'type' love.." He shakes his head amused "And I never said I had any plans to date.. or screw you. ~Thank~ you very much." He takes a sip from his martini with another bored glance around the place.

Thomas Judge: He shakes his head, he liked this one. He follows him "Maybe my lemon is special" Another drag on his cough

Ashlyn Reale: She frowns faintly, turning around to give the purse better study. "Is that..?"

Snow: "Yes well, better to be safe than sorry, had one of the Gucci boys trying to crawl up my skirt one show." she wrinkles her nose for just a second. "Sine then it is business types, and that is it."

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Then you should make better use of it. " * He steps into the booth and then pulls the curtain closed when Tom has entered. *

Ashlyn Reale: "Corin's?" Not entirely certain, but it's too much a coincidence not to at least... Ashlyn winces. She flat out winces, returning to Reyna and reaching out for the purse. "Let me see..."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She holds it out for Ashlyn to see, sighing a little. Not good.

Elijah Phillips: Eli gives a playful smirk "I look killer in a three peice suit, love." He flashes a glittery wink. "You just seem interesting. More personality than the flighty models I generally come across." and killer legs. "Just let me buy you dinner sometime." yeah.. and wear something skimpy "It can be strictly plutonic." Until I convince you otherwise.

Thomas Judge: "Funny man Thadd funny man." Once there in he takes a seat, hands brought together, very business like almost.

Ashlyn Reale: She wraps long, delicate fingers around the strap, bringing it a few inches closer to study it, reluctant to actually open it and look for ID.

Snow: She looks over to Eli as Christie comes back into the room and sits down on one of the chairs setting her ppurse down on the table in there. "Do not mind me you two." she smiles. Viv looks to Christie when she enters then back to Eli. "Sorry no." yesh she could be spending her time with a business type and not waste her time with this one.

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Emp + WP: 10,4,7,5,7,

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He takes a seat and spreads his arms out over the back of the chair for a moment, looking the other man over as he lets his ears adjust to the music. Once he has a gauge on what tone of voice to use and not be overheard he takes a sip of his rum. * " Alright. Talk, and dont fall into the bullshit. " * The dirty south ghettospeak is gone, replaced by the voice of the devil. *

Elijah Phillips: Eli grins to Christie, taking down the rest of his martini. "Don't mind at all, love." He pushes himself up from the couch in an elaborate stretch "I think I'm going to go snag another drink. You ladies want anything?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She waits there patiently, moving between Ashlyn and the door as she studies the purse, acting as a buffer between the woman and anyone who might come in. In fact, she leans against the door to give anyone coming in a hard time.

Thomas Judge: He rasises an eyebrow "You obvious do not remember me...solider. There are now two courts in this city, there is the reformation of the old courts, that nave gone for a republic set-up, then there is mine. At some point this week we will be making a move to establish the location, or at least a general location of the Erathbound or it's minions. I have two others who are with me, I want you along. I remeber you, I know what your name stands for and I would like you too see what we will be doing about this situation and hopefully gain your support. I have invited the Minister of Lions from the other court to join us, they may have the numbers but they lack the drive, 5 heads to rule will bring chaos to there ranks. We maybe fewer in number, but we actually want to get out there an -do- something about this."

Snow: Both women say in unison. "No." Christie pickls up her drink from earlier and takes a sip of it.

Elijah Phillips: Eli blinks. Now this was just getting creepy. He slips out of the room and makes a strut for the bar on the second level.

Snow: There isn;t many people around left up here. The bartender looks up to Eli. "Can i get you something?" he asks.

Ashlyn Reale: "Shit," she curses, and...it's odd. Her arm jerks back, but her hand lets go of the strap slowly, groggily. Both hands raise to her forehead, shielding her eyes as if in the process of waking up, or coping with Bad News. "We need to find her. Now. She may be gone already, at least from the building."

Thaddeous Malvoe: " I already told you that I do not remember you, General. I mean no offense when I say that too you. Its the truth. " * He takes another sip of his drink and them absently stirs it with his finger as he licks at his lips. * " And you lead this second court? "

Elijah Phillips: Eli nods "Martini, love. Thanks." He slaps a twenty on the counter with a curious look around the place "It's really dying down. When's last call?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks at Ashlyn, taking it all in stride. "Got it. You go get Christy, is it? I'll check with the bouncer, see if they left yet. You see anything...ANYTHING...that's out of place, text me and get your and Christy's ass up to Eli and whats-her-name, STAT."

Ashlyn Reale: She nods shortly, just once, and ducks out hurriedly. Out of the bathroom, and down the stairs for the first floor again, believing the other model to still be on the dance floor.

Snow: He starts to make the Martini for Eli. glancing to something. "Last call is in a half hour, and then we close an hour after that. but it is pretty much dead by then." he sets the martine freshly poured on the bar for Eli and m,akes change for him as well. "There you go."

Thomas Judge: "That I do, I declined the offer to join the re-fromed courts do to the lack of a tyrannt, a head. Not to mention certain other aspects, but they were little compared to that. I was not alone, certain fallen apporched me also wishing for a second option, so we have struck out on our own. So far they have tried to put a spy in our ranks and recruit us, all at the same time." He shakes his head the devil grinning "Like I said, 5 heads, sloppy work."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She pulls out a business card, blank except for one phone number as she slips out the door and moves along with Ashlyn, down the stairs. It's slipped into the model's hand. "And if anything happens and you can't get up to them, text the phone number on there." She puts a hand on Ashlyn's shoulder, comforting, and stays with her until their downstairs, then moves to the door.

Elijah Phillips: Eli nods, scooping up all but 5 of the change. "Thanks." He takes his martini and meanders toward the stairs. Curious about Ashlyn and Reyna.. But not overly concerned. They were all here to have fun, right? He makes his way idly to the dance floor.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He smiles at that. * " Boys will be boys. If they had not tried to infiltrate it would worry me more. I cant promise my support, but if what you intend to do is prudent then I would be foolish not to assist you. "

Ashlyn Reale: Another nod - "If I really fuck up, tell Josh the apartment's his," she grins. It's not her best attempt to lighten the mood, hopeful. She holds the card in her hand and makes quick strides around the first floor, searching for the other model - either of the others.

Thomas Judge: He nods "Then I suggest a later meeting, somwhere not public where I can disscuss the enemy at length, no need to have you in the dark on this brother, if anything else I'am more than aware you will be loyal to the cause."

Snow: The bartender says "Thanks" as Eli heads off taking the tip with much thanks.

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Alertness: 9,7,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She approaches the door, looking to the bouncer. She nods to him. "Hey. You know if one of the models that came in here...uh...Corin, I think...left already? Long black hair? Might have left with a guy?"

Elijah Phillips: Eli worms his way through the people left in the place and idly bops to the music, sipping his martini with the same bored look about him.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * The ebony head nods in the dim light. * " Inteligence would guide me well. That and an idea of what is asked of me. From there my choice will be easier to make. " * He thinks for a moment. * " I find it strange that you are the only one that has approached me. "

Ashlyn Reale: She pauses, looks up, and eases... pulling out her phone on the way back to the stairs, her eyes are on the phone she's texting to the number on. Off to return to the curtained room!

Snow: The bouncer looks up to Reyna, he is just inside the door to come in, which is next to the door to go out seperated by a low wall of sorts. "Black hair you meanthe black model that came in earlier?" he folds his paper and set's it aside and stands up from the stool, he was more making sure that no one else came inside since it was this close to closing. "When do you think she left?" he is trying to remember if he saw her or not.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I dunno...sometime in the last fifteen minutes or so?"

Snow: He nods his head. "I just shut this door a few minutes ago, if they went out and walked behind me I didn;t see her leave though." he points over to the woman bartender. "Mary over there might have gotten a look, might want to ask her."

Ashlyn Reale: Up up up, and back to the models, lips pursed.

Thomas Judge: He shakes his head in disbelief "I warned them the lack of a central leader would hinder them." A smile "No doubt as soon as you see one of them and you mentioning this they will be all over you like flies to shit. Or maybe they just don't remember what a warrior you were, the loyalty you forged. Your tatics and manuvers on the planes of Hermocali, and atrocity. I remember brother."

Elijah Phillips: Eli dances around the floor, looking the other patrons over hungrily. After getting shot down he needs a confidence booster.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods to him and grins, giving him another pat on the cheek. "Still so cute." She winks and turns, heading to go talk to Mary, keeping her eyes alert.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Investigation: 7,9,7,3,8,

Snow: And Viv and Christie are dancing away up there to the music, Viv smiles at Ashlyn. "Hey there, you know that model you work with is such a pushy person." she laughs. "Come dance."

Snow -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna the pro at searching for people doesn;t spot either the Model or the "mystery man" anywhere around in the club with who is left. She does see the Models dancing up in the curtained room and Eli on the ground floor dancing, but nope neither of the other two.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He shakes his head at that. * " Perhaps someday I will remember also. I tend to agree with you that tyranical rule is the bst rule, but the wrong Tyrant can be worse than none at all. Once I make my choice it will never be in question. I promise that. I will meet with you again. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A frown, and she heads up to the bar, leaning on it and getting Mary's attention with a $50.

Snow: The bouncer chuckles at Reyna as she moves off. "Not too bad yourself." and goes back to his paper looksing up every now and then as people slowely filter out.

Ashlyn Reale: "Yeah, well..." She shrugs and smiles easily. "Live and learn, I guess." She hesitates, but decides to be in sight after all at least - sure to keep herself present in the window, obviously so for Reyna's ease, she goes to stand near the others. This little dance? It's a lot easier than running and chasing down crazed murderers.

Snow: Mary notes the money and comes right on over, leaning a hip against her side of the bar. "What can I get for you? Another tequilla Sunrise?" she quirks her eyebrow.

Thomas Judge: "I only came to make the offer brother, nothing more, the choice is obviously yours." Then the cockney comes back "So 'ow about we drink on it gov, 'ave ourselves a sodding piss up?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He smiles and nods. * " That sound like a plan, but we got to boogie. This place closin shop soon. "

Snow: Viv nods her head. "Yeah, He is so not my type and kept trying to get me to go out with him as if, no muscles to home on to." another laugh as she dances to the musice, Christie is quiet.

Snow: ((Home=Hold))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Persuasion Gift: 10,5,9,10,10,6,4,

Thomas Judge: He walks out with Thadd "I don't think you know this, but I don't dance unless it ends in pit an then it's more of a causal barney."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((GAAH! And it works the same, whether 1 success or 90! Why do I ALWAYS roll so well on that one?))

Snow: ((Awareness rolls guys))

Elijah Phillips: Eli dances up on a fairly average looking goth girl, grinning with a glittery bat of the lashes. He takes a smooth sip of the martini.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Well, maybe later." She lays it the fifty on the bar. "You know the little quartet of models that came in here tonight? Did you perchance see the black girl, Corin I think, leave with anyone in the last fifteen minutes? Or maybe see a guy, black sweatshirt and jeans, pretty meh-looking?"

Thomas Judge: d10: Awareness: 2,4,8,9,4,

Elijah Phillips: d10: : 2,2,3,7,

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He shakes his head... * " We got to work on your street cred, dog. Boogie aint just about dancin. Its about moving fast too. " * He steps back out into the open with Tom. * " In other words if we are going to get FUBAR we gots to start drinkin hard. "

Snow: ((! sucess something just happened, 2 sucesses something just happened and it is in the area of downstairs by the bar. 3 sucesses, Reyna just did something. 4 I will PM))

Elijah Phillips: Eli stops grinding up on the poor unsuspecting female and blinks around the area.. Hmmm.. what's this?

Thomas Judge: "Fubar...wats the fucks a.." Tom stops and sniffs the air, bright ethereal blue eyes suddenly sharpen and his cough gets put in his hand. "Voodoo."

Thaddeous Malvoe: d10: Awareness: 1,1,3,

Snow: Mary looks to the fifty, then to Reyna. "Yes she left with someone didn't get a good look at him, but that sounds about right, the hood of his sweatchirt was pulled up, guess he was preparing for outside." she shrugs.

Ashlyn Reale: "I get to talk to Anthony more often than Eli - I'm five by five," she assures, not without a note of understanding, sympathy. Maybe it's easier to say it this way, easier to seem as if the bleedoff is natural.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((I stole all Thaddeous's successes))

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Naw man. That aint a voodoo thing. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods and slides the cash over to Mary. "Thanks." And with that, she's turning and moving to the door, POST-fucking-HASTE.

Thomas Judge: "Come on Thadd we may ave trouble maker yet." He takes a swig on his bud keeping the bottle in his hand. Could be something causal at the bottom end, could be Mr Black on his hopeful end. He heads down stairs with or with out Thadd.

Ashlyn Reale: d10: Per + Alertness: 7,7,

Snow: Mark puts her hand on the money watching as Reyna moves out the door a tilt of her head she shrugs and pockets the money.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He turns his head and looks off across the room. * " It was Eli. I see him. "

Elijah Phillips: d10: per+alert: 8,5,

Ashlyn Reale: She frowns, looking down to the first floor and watching Reyna - very specifically Reyna. And how she takes off like the fiery hounds were on her ass. Yes, definitely a frown just now.

Elijah Phillips: Eli is blinking obliviously about the dance floor. Alright now.. I know I felt something.. Who done it.. He scratches the back of his head.

Thomas Judge: He stops on the stairs "Oh." Blantantly the cockney was hoping for a brawl or trouble because he looks dissapointed

Snow: Viv nods her head, and after the change in song both of the girls look to Ashlyn. "Well it has gotten late, I think we are going to slip and go home. I habe an appointment at 1 and Christie has a lunch at noon." she smiles to Ashlyn and they both go to collect their purses.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She books it right out the door and looks around, left and right, looking for people just hanging out outside that may be able to direct her. Or, even better, her targets. Or, failing all of the above, nearby alleys that could hide Jack the Ripper-wannabes.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Investigation: 9,6,2,10,2,

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He looks Eli over for a long moment from across the room, but then moves to back up Tom. * " Telling you man it came right from him. Not sure what he done but I felt it off him. "

Ashlyn Reale: "Sure," she answers. "Have a safe trip home." She offers a smile - forced, anyone? - and ducks out again, making her way swiftly down the stairs. She doesn't make a point to recognize anybody on the way - just murmurs of "excuse me, pardon me, excuse.." down her path, cutting it swift and straight for the door.

Thomas Judge: He looks to Thadd "I felt it by the bar gov." He rolls his eyes "Wanna go see Ziggy Stardust?"

Snow -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna see's people walking about there is a nearby allyway, off to the right from where she is standing, which would mean that they if they went that way would have been behind the bouncers back, when they left.

Elijah Phillips: Eli continues to look oblivious. He gives a tiny shrug as he gives up, and goes back to grinding up on the little goth girl.

Snow: "Okay see ya." they are slower than Ashlyn taking their time, but leaving together they are.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He takes another sip of his drink. * " Not sure what I have to say to him right now. With what all you got going on might be better not to be seen togeather. Up too you. If you wana check the bar I will back you up. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Shit." She looks to the bouncer. "If the taller of the quarter, Ashlyn, comes out, tell her to wait here, a'ight?" She turns and heads to the right, for a nearby alleyway, without waiting for a response. Time is of the essence.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((quartet))

Ashlyn Reale: On to the door and out of it again, slowing a bit outside - looking for Reyna again.

Ashlyn Reale: Consider this the blessings of timing?

Snow: The bouncer lowers the paper, yeah sure." and this time he watches Reyna head off. When Ashlyn comes by the bouncer tells her. "Hey your friend the latina chick said to wait here for her."

Thomas Judge: "Best be cert gov me." He carries on downstairs and to the bar where he thinks he got wind of the mojo.

Thomas Judge: ((Ignore than me :) ))

Snow: When Reyna hits the alley she see's a guy sitting on the ground blankets over him and he is drinking something.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He downs the rest of the drink as slams the glass on a table before seting off to follow Tom. *

Ashlyn Reale: "Here?" She sounds surprised to the bouncer, but steps aside out of the path of immediate traffic all the same.

Thomas Judge: ((Than=that *shakes head* I need a shower!))

Snow: He nods his head. "Yep she said to wait right here." he smiles to her then goes back behind the paper. Once more looking up as people leave.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She purses her lips, and looks to the guy. "Hey. You see some hot black chick come this way, with a so-so guy in a black sweatshirt, maybe the hoodie up?" She reaches into her pocket and pulls a twenty. This is getting expensive, not that she's thinking about that right now.

Elijah Phillips: Eli lays the charm on thick.. Murmering into the girl's ear about how she should come back to a hotel room with him.

Snow: He looks up and looks to the moiney smacking his lips, tonight was a good night. "Yeah dey left, he was drivin 'er 'ome."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Fucking beautiful." She holds the money there. "Describe the car. Try to remember everything you can. Maybe there'll be more in it for you."

Snow: Eli doesn;t get much resistance out of the drunk girl, they would have had to put her in a cab for the ride home anyways.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "A license plate number'll get you a LOT more."

Thomas Judge: He heads over to the bar, looking at the people buying drinks, the bartender. Cough gets put back in his mouth. "Maybe you were right...could ave been Eli." No clues, no-one he recongnises save Eli, pointless asking anyone, whats he going to say. 'Hey there, you sense sum wack shit going down'.

Elijah Phillips: Eli slips an arm around the girl's waist and leads her toward the exit.

Snow: Another smacking of his lips at the prospect of more money. "Cab, yellow cab. Der was a 4, 5, x in the number." okay that could be the cab number or the plate number. "I...I didn;t get a look he gave me dis." he holds up the bottle of whiskey, then pulls it protectivly towards himself. "It's mine tho."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He looks around, just watching the crumpets back. Should have brought the heat with me. *

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Was he driving the cab, or just riding in it?"

Snow: A couple of her drunk friends put up a slight protest at her going off, but their friend waves it off, as she walks with Eli stumbling a few times. Yes she is drunk.

Thomas Judge: He shrugs to Thadd "Whoever, tis gone china, better to be safe than sorry though right."

Snow: "He drove it. he had me watch it while he went in ta collect his fare." he says this like it is obvious, and reaches out to grab the money from Reyna.

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Yeah I guess thats right. Still think it was Elijah throwin his shit around though. "

Ashlyn Reale: She looks left, then right, arms crossing over her front impatiently.

Elijah Phillips: Eli steadies the girl, making a slow pace for the door. He appears to be in no real hurry. He leans down to kiss the top of the drunk girl's head "What's your name sweetness?"

Thomas Judge: He looks around "You wanna leave this place, it's dead?"

Thaddeous Malvoe: " Its dead and if we dont leave they gona throw us out right quick. "

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She hands him the twenty, and peels off another couple twenties, handing it over. "A'ight. I may be back for more information later. You stick to this alleyway, or go elsewhere?"

Thomas Judge: He grins "Robin point, onwards!" He heads for the door finishing his drink and putting the bottle down, like he was going to get chance to hit somebody with it now anyhow.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Snow's having Browser Problems, will need a minute.))

Thomas Judge: ((Cool :) ))

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He follows along. * " Left my gat up in the car. I hate coming down here. "

Ashlyn Reale: At this hour? Hell, she's shivering just to the left of the door, waiting up for the woman. Stupidly sober, cold, alone, paranoid, and cursing under her breath. And somewhere, a nun turns over in her grave.

Elijah Phillips: Eli leads the drunk girl out of the club and toward the glitterwagon.

Elijah Phillips: ((i'm off to bed. thanks guys.))

Thaddeous Malvoe: {{ Night Scarlett }}

Thomas Judge: ((Night Scar!))

Snow: Eli get's an answer of "Misty" tols to him from the girl with a bunch of giggles, she is a happy drunk.

Ashlyn cannt see anyone in either drection

The homeless guy eagerly takes the money and nods his head. "Here when dey don;t toss me away fron da club, or the shelter two blocvks down and three over, good food, free food, and it's warm. Ask em for smokey, they know me."

Snow: ((Night scarlet!))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Got it." She nods to him. "See ya, Smokey." She moves out of the alleyway, back to the club door and Ashlyn.

Thomas Judge: He heads out the door a nod to the bouncer. "Cheers gov."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((*Hugs de Scarlet*))

Ashlyn Reale: (( Sweet dreams! ))

Snow: "See ya's lady." smokey says bundeling back into his blanket happy that he has money and drink as well.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * Once they are outside he stretches out his arms and pulls out his phone. * " Before we split up let me get your digits. "

Thomas Judge: He looks at him grinning "Just bring up the recieved call china, I called ya on me dog."

Ashlyn Reale: Grumble grumble, swear swear, glare to nothing in particular. She is not the patient kind. Shame, that. She shifts in her heels, grinding a small platform much as she'd like to grind it over the crunching broken hunk of pain that should rightfully be the sorry excuse for a broken nose on this nameless, faceless psycho freaky whatever guy.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She comes up on the door, smiling very faintly to Ashlyn. "C'mon, hon. Let's get you home. I'll explain on the way."

Thaddeous Malvoe: " I'm a salesman, Tom. You think I am going to carry a phone that saves my incoming calls? Thats bad fieldcraft. "

Snow: ((And I believe my job for the night is down *Bows* *S* thanks guys for the fun hope you liked I am out of here *EG*))

Thomas Judge: An eyebrow and a nod "Robin point there, I'll give ya that." He reels off his number.

Ashlyn Reale: That immediately stops this glaring, impatient look. She nods, and clatters out to wave down a taxi. "Great - cool. It's late. You can crash at my place, if you want. Just tell me what's up?"

Ashlyn Reale: (( Eeeevil and spiffy. ))

Thomas Judge: ((Cheers Snow *hugs*))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "That was the plan. And put your hand down, hon. The Bitchmobile is nearby." She moves at Ashlyn's side, neither in front or behind, directing the woman down the street.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Good Times!))

Ashlyn Reale: "The what?" She looks aside, lowering her hand, and follows her lead. She does not question. "And to think this is the -better- outcome.. christ on a -stick-."

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He punches in the number and places it in the folder. * " Aight then. Call me when you ready to talk. " * He looks back to the club and shakes his head. * " Wish folks would be more careful throwin that stuff about. "

Thaddeous Malvoe: {{ Thanks Snow and night. }}

Thomas Judge: A more serious nod "Gets me all crazy like. I'll be in touch in the next few days, stay frosty gov, an thanks for 'earing me out." He holds out his hand for a shake.

Thaddeous Malvoe: * He shakes the hand. * " I dont know no other way to be. Take is sleazy, breezy. " * With that he turns and starts to walk in the general direction of his car. *

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "The Bitchmobile. My pride and joy, my mode of transportation, and my home." She leads Ashlyn down a block, to a parking lot where a fully restored 1961 Green and White Volkswagon Bus sits. The license plate, customized, reads 'CYTBCH.' She moves to it, unlocking the passenger's side door first, then going around for the driver's side.

Thomas Judge: "However ya mum likes it you know Thadd." A wink and he turns and wanders off down the street, quite happy he was the first to approch Thadd and how it went, he thinks he has another in the wings, pun intended.

Thaddeous Malvoe: *Gone* {{ Thanks for the scenage. }}

Ashlyn Reale: Ashlyn opens the door, and settles herslef in to the passenger's side. She closes and locks the door before buckling up. No, she's not a huge, undying fan of b horror, how can you tell?

Ashlyn Reale: (( Ooooi, so bed time. ))

Thomas Judge: ((Thanks folks! Night))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She starts up the engine, turning the Zeppelin playing in the stereo down to a low level, and heads out.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((And our part to be picked up later.))