Eddie: *stops and tilts her head at Fred* gotta what? *pushes back her bangs with a sigh and a slight frown. mutters* gotta chut these things....

Garou AST: Well.. she says you aint gettin the idea.. *The massive, surly seeming man bends over, hoists Eddie into the air, and turns to run off with her over one shoulder effortlessly. His manner oddly like that of a brother with a kid sister.*

Garou AST: *The leaping, bounding river of human and beast winds its way laughing through the tents and burning garbage cans.*

Troy Lawrence: He walks toward Shantytown, eyebrow raising as he sees people. Interesting...he picks up the pace a little.

Garou AST: ((erm, along with the tide, not off into the woods or anything, in case I wasn't clear.*G*))

Eddie: *squeaks a bit at the action...then just--starts laughing. with a bit of "umphing" in the midst. his shoulder's not exactly cushiony soft, after all. good thing she's not one of those dignified sorts*

Eddie: ((*L* s'ok. i gotcha.))

Garou AST: *open frolic of the most base and common sort assails Troy's senses... but fires even him as instinct begins to threaten decency..*

Troy Lawrence: ((DD: Money and power...that’s what the man projects. He’s quite attractive, in the high-born, aristocratic way, somewhere in his mid-20’s, with well- formed cheekbones, a slightly hawkish nose, immaculate skin, and perfectly coiffed blonde hair, going down to his collar. His eyes, a dark green, hold a cynical, dismissive look in them, behind a pair of small glasses. His body is toned, the body of a man who has worked for his muscle-mass, rather then being blessed with it, and is contained within an tailored suit, sport coat open. An attache case is ever present nearby, as well as a cell phone at his hip. Everything about the man’s appearance is tailored to perfection, to present no weakness to an enemy, whether that be on the job or on the battlefield. ((SF PB 4; Mistaken Identity: Troy Harris))))

Stephen Culligan [lupus]: *He laughs, and hops to his feet, chasing after them on all fours. Red coat moving with the wind.*

Garou AST: *It remains only a shanty town. Dirty, tents and hovels and all... but flickering fires from burning trashcans and the lingering whisper of Rat's soft steps turn it somehow mystical. A strange, but meaningful and happy kingdom as survival for tonight seems assured for all. No one stops to ask questions, names- all simply follow Poppa Rustcruncher toward the grub. What we gotta talk for anyway? Eddie bounces along as Mean Fred leaps a ducking wolf and eats ground in long, happy strides.*

Eddie: *gets bounced around on Mean Fred's shoulder, still chuckling and curling her feet up to her rump so she doesn't accidenatlly manage to kick someone. that wouldn't be cool. her expression rather inviting others to laugh at her. or with her, even better*

Troy Lawrence: His impulse suddenly drives him along, and he moves to follow, holding out long enough setting his briefcase down off to the side and out of regular view.

Garou AST: *Eddie manages to snag the hand of a spry seeming but slower runner, a little boy more than happy to accept a ride- he clambers up Mean Fred's back with Eddie's assistance, clinging to hers as well.*

Eddie: *holds on tightly to the child, her hands sure and gentle despite the bouncing pace, an arm around him as he holds on to both of them*

Garou AST: ((thanks for the company by the way, folks.*G*))

Stephen Culligan [lupus]: ((No prob! Fox kidnapped my dog and threatened her life if I didn't comply... I mean... any time.))

Troy Lawrence: ((Happily! *S*))

Stephen Culligan [lupus]: ((Though I have to switch characters... I am reminded it is only the second of May, and this character would still be in Ireland.))

Eddie: ((*G* company rocks the kasbah.))

Garou AST: *Fred seems intent mostly on the food, a myriad of scents calling them all along- but one massive hand clamps down on the kid's back as well. It seems he could be not entirely without regard for others... as they sweep through the camp, the smells of everything from dollar fries and McDonalds to even the hint of a steak here or there grows ever stronger.*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *No, it's not a red wolf, it's a black dog. And he follows.*

Garou AST: *One lean to, hit with a passing swipe from a slapping tail teeters, then collapses altogether. Only hoots and more laughter as someone darts out of it at the last minute, trying to snag a tail and laughing.*

Eddie: *nose twitches. grins to the kid and anyone else in view. and, of course, her stomach requests--politely, for now--to find out for itself what her nose smells*

Garou AST: *Doesn't seem as though Mean Fred is much given to listening to anyone but Phoebe- and probably doesn't even bother with her stomach- although Eddie sees he's got a firm hold on the kid, pace unslowed by two occupants, and the leaping, tussling fun of the sweeping tide of... whatsits seems to allow for room to simply remove herself at will.*

Troy Lawrence: He moves along, with the group, grinning a little bit despite himself. Decorum has receded somewhat for the moment, even in this overly dignified man.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *His paws lead him towards the food, but more importantly, towards a potential fight.*

Eddie: *double checks Fred's hold and carefully lets go of Junior herself before wriggling, headfirst downward to get off. hands braced so she hopefully won't crack her head on anybody*

Garou AST: That's right, kid. Find yer spot and keep it, damnit. *The large man growls with something rather less than his usual open malice. He continues to run, helping her only briefly. Ahead, a small clearing stomped and pounded bare of grass reveals a myriad assortment of food that boggles the senses. A few large pots of noodles, chinese takeout, cardboard boxes filled with twinkies, a grill simmering in the corner and small slabs of meat tossed precariously onto the pile. The table beneath practically creaks- but no one touches it. None at all. Poppa waits for everyone to gather, his eyes twinkling, his presence humbly majestic.*

Eddie: *stumbles a step or two, thentries to match the general pace, keeping up this time around*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He sits calmly, understanding that this is a ritual. He will not touch the food, only bear witness.*

Troy Lawrence: He slows to a stop, clearing his throat a little as his decorum returns. He straightens his glasses and sportcoat, watching.

Eddie: *skids to a halt, pretty face split by a grin. looks around slowly, noting Josh and the guy she sniffed once on four feet--she thinks. pretty sure that's him, anyway*

Garou AST: *With the air of a man sampling the aroma of a thing grand and precise in the world's highest regarded restaurants, Poppa Rustcruncher sniffs over the table, then takes his time plucking a big Mac box from the pile, then steps back and winks.. this part forever in each wolf, city or no. He winks, and grins broadly.* Well.. get one with it.. don't wait for me to share!

Garou AST: ((Get on with, rather.))

Garou AST: 9,9,9,6,3,3,3,

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He sits back, and lets the Gnawers go first, Eddie, who gets perhaps a nod.*

Garou AST: *Black eyes find Troy in the crowd, and the man seems suprised for a moment, then smiles slightly and holds up a hand before the surge of happy hungryfolk can proceed. His eyes remain on the younger man, before the other hand gestures toward the table. Apparently, that Big Mac is his regardless.*

Eddie: *not quite rude enough to pounce right after Poppa...although she moves over to help out another munchkin reaching for fries just out of reach, lifting her up so she can grab them*

Garou AST: *There seems a question in his face.. but one the man's expression does not allow Troy to know, not directly.*

Troy Lawrence: He moves ahead. Greatest of kill for greatest of station, after all. Though he's not dumb enough to vocalize that fact.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: 3,6,10,4,2,

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He notes the one he does not know moving past. But he keeps his head lowered. He knows that rule far better, and carries his role as an Omega seriously.*

Garou AST: *Of course, kids of all shapes and sizes don't pay Poppa's hands any attention at all. What ~they~ know is he gets a Big Mac everytime, and everyone waits- then everyone eats. This hand thing hardly has as big a hold as that piece of pizza in front of them. They do surge foreward, and do not stop.*

Troy Lawrence: ((Hehehe. I put that in BEFORE seeing the posts above it. *G*))

Eddie: *and then sets the child down with a ruffle of the head and snags some noodles for herself. not quite in the mood for meat JUST yet. ponders, then takes a burger and heads for Josh quietly*

Garou AST: ((*L*))

Troy Lawrence: He grabs something not too nappy, with a respectful nod to the Elder, then moves off.

Eddie: ((*L* nappy food? no such thing. um, unless it's started to become a penicillin farm. maybe...))

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He looks up, and ears swivel forward. He shakes his head.* ~ws~ I am Omega. Leave food for others.

Troy Lawrence: ((To some, there is. *S*))

Garou AST: *Poppa's head tilts slightly in return.. respect.. but not submission. His eyes never cease to take the man's measure.. a certain near excitement moves through the crowd, then they get to eating. In moments the clearing doesn't exactly ring with laughter so much as eating- but the laughter comes too, quickly enough.*

Eddie: *shrugs cheerfully and settles down beside him, crouching* ok. *chews happily into the noodles, burger perched on her knee. if someone starts giving it lustful looks, it's theirs. if not, she'll eat it when the noodles have a new home* so....there's a thing that needs doin'. wanna help? can't do it on my own. *for more than one reason....*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: ~ws~ If you need help, I will help, *he says sincerely.* ~ws~ Just ask it.

Troy Lawrence: He leans against something sturdy enough as he eats...he does not sit on the ground.

Garou AST: *The kinfolk give Josh a wide berth, not disturbing their new friend, since he remains in his lupus.*

Eddie: *shivers a bit, face paling....manages to smile at the kids, then nods to Josh slowly* i do ask. for help. *voice very quiet. those wrods aren't easy ones to say, not when she really menas them....gives her fellow piggybacker a smile and silently offers him the burger. meat's a bad, bad idea tonight.*

Garou AST: *Though several watch Troy. Half glances, even a look or two of quiet anger- but no one disrespectful. He is a thing they have only heard of, and in their quiet, curious way all want a look at him. It seems Poppa included.*

Garou AST: *The kid seems to have no problem with that- and the burger is whisked away with the skill of one who either will be a devastating pickpocket, or is already.*

Troy Lawrence: He's used to it...it's hard to be nobility. So he doesn't show any major reaction to the stares.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *An ear swivels to the kinfolk, and he watches curiously. The big black floppy-eared dog among Bone Gnawers. And then back to Eddie.* ~ws~ You have it. Tell me where to go.

Eddie: *this earns the kid a slightly surprised, but quite approving grin. that's a skill set she'd not mind having. lifters are awesome*

Garou AST: *A piece of meat is offered to the corner of Josh's mouth.*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He makes a slight snort, and licks his jowls. Not quite sure he wants to turn and look at that.*

Eddie: *eats another bite of noodles, then glances at Josh* this house i found. mmm, rather tell ya all about it later, where if i get a bit freaky i won't freak out anyone else. *ponders* ought to be more than just us. got any suggestions? you know more peeps than i do. Merc, for sure, though.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: ~ws~ Laidan, *he says assuredly.*

Troy Lawrence: He leans back, having finished, and goes for his Dunhills. Always have a cigarette after dinner...settles the stomach.

Garou AST: *Mean Fred settles near Eddie, as does Phoebe eventually. Susan off... being susan.*

Eddie: *nods slowly* heh. we could ask him over there. might be good to shake him up--he looks kinda tight. if he'd go. dunno him much, though. *tilts her head cheerily at Troy, faintly impish*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: ~ws~ I do not know who that is, *he says sincerely.* ~ws~ Someone's Alpha.

Garou AST: *Phoebe pooches out her cheeks, a bit tired, is the honey skinned woman. She drops onto the ground with easy grace, Mean Fred slightly behind and to the left of her- seemingly comfortable there.*

Eddie: *gives Mean Fred and Phoebe a smile and polite nod as she polishes off the noodles*

Troy Lawrence: He sucks in the first drag of smoke, deep into his lungs. Some bottled water would be nice, but he doesn't bother to ask. Somehow, he doubts it's here.

Eddie: *eyes Troy consideringly and nods* yep. *tilts her head at Fred* remind me never to get in a position where you're chasing me. you're a heck of a runner. *pushes back her bangs again*

Garou AST: Phoebe winks, eyeing Troy from across the clearing for a moment as the gathering once again slowly explodes into fun and games. The table clears methodically, nothing so much as allowed to cool before someone snags it. Mean Fred flicks steely eyes at Eddie in answer to her nod, bare calculation passing there, manner that of an inmate glancing to see if someone is trying to take his food. Head down, he seems a bit calmer that way.. less.. tense. Chewing away. Phoebe looks between the two of them and finally speaks.* Gonna be someone's Alpha if he aint already. *She nods to eddie.* Give 'im a spin.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He looks over to Phoebe, and he lowers his head respectfully.* ~ws~ Ma'am.

Garou AST: Cutie-pie. *She says it in response to Josh- but hers sounds almost like teasing accusation.*

Eddie: *SO does not lock eyes with Fred. even Miss Brass herself can show some sense at times. nods to Phoebe, giving Troy another look-over* you got a point. be back, J. *gives the floppy black ears a quick scritch and pushes herself upright, heading over toward Troy cheerfully enough. and snagging a lonely-looking fry th t must've fallen out of its box on the way*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *If wolves could blush, he would. Instead, the back paw scratches behind his ear.*

Troy Lawrence: He glances over as Eddie approaches, and takes a drag of his cigarette, watching her advance.

Garou AST: *Full lips tilt in a smile, her eyes sparkle as the woman still watches Josh.* Not hungry big fellah? Can't get much of a lookit them glutes wit you sittin on 'em... *She glances at the table, then back to the flop eared dog.*

Eddie: *continues over to him, dodging a pair of kids and a wolf playing chase and stops, looking up at Troy with a cheerful grin* hello. i ~think~ we might've met once. if so, i was on all fours at the time.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He looks up.* ~ws~ Everyone is not finished yet.

Garou AST: Suit yeself. Caint leave hungry though.. bad luck feh you guys. *She tilts an eyebrow, nodding, completely serious.*

Troy Lawrence: He thinks a bit, then nods, noting the girl's multi-colored eyes. "I seem to remember that, vaguely."

Joshua Coil [lupus]: ~ws~ I had coffee before, *he says humbly.* ~ws~ Thank you, ma'am.

Eddie: *settles back on her heels, head tilting to try and keep the bangs out of her eyes. thumbs hooked into her waistband* so, there's this thing we're gonna try and do. Josh and i so far. probably Merc, once i find him. i know he's around here somewhere. *blinks slowly* you interested?

Eddie: *adds* and Josh also recommends Laidan. *quirks a brow*

Desiree Vespucci: A sort of average looking woman, with dark Italian features wanders into the area, looking curiously about. She's well dressed in conservative, if expensive, clothing. Those who keep up with politics might recognize her as a member of the World Policy Institute.

Troy Lawrence: He frowns a little, considering. "And this...thing?"

Garou AST: Josh.. *a gently commanding tone.* I wanna hear yer gonna eat though. *She nods, tossing a fry at him and smiling. But something serious and almost reverent colors her tone.* Sexy don cut it. Tell me yoah eatin.

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He blinks.* ~ws~ Yes ma'am. I will eat as soon as everyone is done. *But he does lean down and scarfs up the fry.*

Eddie: house full of ick that needs to be dealt with. *restrains a shudder* among i dunno what all else, eatin' people. rather not yap too loud in front of little ears about it all, though. even though i do not doubt anyone here's got their share of things they'd rather not've seen.

Troy Lawrence: 8,3,9,9,

Desiree Vespucci: She's never been in this part of the park before, and she takes in the shanty town through compassionate eyes.

Troy Lawrence: His eyes pass over to Desiree, and he nods a little at Eddie's words. "Sounds good. I will be happy to help."

Joshua Coil [lupus]: 1,4,7,3,5,

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *The ground is fantastic. Perhaps he is subjecting himself a bit too much.*

Eddie: *gives him a lopsided grin* cool deal. thanks. *ponders a moment* we're sittin' over there. *follows his eyes to Des* come on over after yer done saying hello? *gives him a cheerful enough grin, tone neither demanding nor submissive*

Garou AST: *She seems relaxed by this, almost as though gauging his sanity. Well, looks like Eddie will be in good hands then... Mean Fred rises from the ground and moves back to the table. When he returns, its with two more of the hamburger boxes. He assumes the same position as before, and one he sets down. The other he begins to work the burger out of- eyes not rising from the task. Here, he is not supposed to hurt anyone, so there seems little need to react to the world around him. Two fingers flick against the carton set a little way away from him, he grunts, then starts eating again. Who knows what that was supposed to mean, but at least he doesn't seem to care much himself.*

Desiree Vespucci: Feels a little out of place in her business suit. Odd there seems to be no begging.

Troy Lawrence: "Will do." He moves over to Desiree, giving a smile. He looks just as out of place in his own suit. "Ms. Vespucci." A nod to the woman, friendly enough.

Desiree Vespucci: "Mr... Lawrence, is it?"

Eddie: *nods cheerfully and heads back to sit beside Josh, detouring to see if there's any noodles left. those were damn good!

Garou AST: *And another one with them snazzy clothes... two kin chuckle to each other that their lot must be moving up if they can attract the "it" crowd. It seems good natured enough, and respectful.*

Eddie: *folds a noodle over a couple of times and offers it to Josh cheerfully*

Desiree Vespucci: She's unperturbed by the occassional stare or snicker, casting a friendly eye on such minor offenders.

Troy Lawrence: "It is indeed." He holds out a hand to her. "We failed to get a proper introduction last time. Troy Lawrence, Assistant District Attorney for New York County."

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He licks his lips, and smacks up one of the noodles. Tastes ... so ... good ... in this form.*

Eddie: *grins to Josh, voice teasing* i'm pretty sure i saw some chinese left.....right by the noodles. *and folds over another for him, scooping up a couple more for herself in the other hand*

Garou AST: *In the small stomped-to-dirt clearing, Poppa Rustcruncher breaks out a pocket chess game, several people begin to play instruments either gleaming brass or home made, children chase beasts from the vanishing forests of the earth.. all seems mild and happy despite the poverty stricken surroundings.*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He sniffs, and looks around, making sure no one is going for it.*

Eddie: *looks rather as if she'd like to join the kiddies, cocking an ear toward the music happily*

Desiree Vespucci: Shakes his hand, her grip firm. She's wearing white gloves. "Desiree Vespucci, World Policy Center." The woman looks to be young for such an appointment, perhaps in her mid twenties.

Troy Lawrence: His own handshake is a strong one as well. "World Policy Center. Very impressive. An honor, Ms. Vespucci." He smiles her way.

Garou AST: *Phoebe continues to look around the clearing as she speaks with Eddie and Josh, and Mean Fred continues to be mean and quiet. Across from the speaking pair, Rustcruncher's eyes continue to follow the young Silver Fang, the pocket game set up on one knee. He rarely looks at it, an old hand passing across its face to move a piece, then rotate... another piece moves... rotate... another piece... but his eyes continue to move across the newcomers.*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He moves carefully to the chinese food, only knocking it off the table with his nose if no one else seems to want it. And thne his nose gets shoved inside the carton, as he devours it.*

Garou AST: *Someone smiling and briefly there offers twinkies to Troy and Desiree, and yes- they interrupt. Its ~food~*

Desiree Vespucci: "Thank you." Smiling a bit shyly at the compliment. "What brings you to... well, this part of town?"

Eddie: *polishes off round two of the noodles and ponders, assessing herself. yup. not hungry now. full, in fact. watches the children with a very soft look to her dual eyes. offering a grin and a polite nod to anyone who happens to catch her eye*

Desiree Vespucci: "Oh. Why, thank you." Blinking at the person offering her a twinkie, which she politely accepts.

Troy Lawrence: A shrug. "I was looking for a better WiFi connection for my laptop, but then...decided I was hungry." He nods.

Troy Lawrence: He takes the Twinkie, after a moment's pause. With a brief nod to the offerer.

Desiree Vespucci: Gives him a curious look. "Do you dine here often?" Amusement in her tone.

Garou AST: *He flicks a dredlock out of his face and smiles back brightly, before turning to Troy with the other. There doesn't really seem to be anything else to call him.* Sir?

Garou AST: ((dlp.*L*))

Troy Lawrence: He looks down over, appraising the addresser. "Yes?"

Troy Lawrence: ((DLP back, then! *G*))

Eddie: hrm....*ponders a moment, then tilts her head at Phoebe and Fred* think i'll see if any of the littles feel like cahsing a furball. *nope, not likely it's agood idea to just shift with the edgy and aptly named Fred sitting right there, after all. scoots back a bit and does so*

Garou AST: *The man smiles at both of them, then moves off a short distance.. but seems to wait until they're done talking, his manner frankly kind of dumbstruck, floundering for how that one mannersy guy in that show he saw waited for a conversation to end without looking like an asshole waiting for a conversation to end...*

Desiree Vespucci: Studies the twinkie a moment, glancing over the crowd of homeless people. Comes to a decision, and pops the wrapper, taking a bite. A generous gift, from people who have so little. Not to eat it would be to insult them.

Eddie: *shakes herself off from nosetip to tailtip and approaches a group of children. doglike, presses her forequarters to the ground, tail wagging, then jumps up and back. inviting them to chase her a bit*

Desiree Vespucci: Looks askance to the gentleman watching them. "Is there something I can do for you?"

Garou AST: *Oh they seem on it- the pair of lemurish kids taking off after Eddie with a squeal of delight.*

Troy Lawrence: He considers the Twinkie. Golden sponge cake. Vanilla Creme filling. Immortal. A quick look around, and he follows Desiree's lead.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: About 6 foot kind of thick not stocky and not heavy set just thick. He wears a pair of Olvie green bdu's and a set of well worn in biker boots. A black worn in riding jacket. He's painfully average most people wouldn't think to look twice at him. His eyes are a deep green brown. And his hairs black with bleached highlights.*

Eddie: *huffs ahppily and "bolts" off, staying just ahead of them, close enough that they can grab at her tail a bit before slowing, to let them pounce her. dual eyes bright. roughousing carefully so as not to harm the littles. and the tail wagging at the speed of light*

Garou AST: ((*LMAO at Troy))

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He pushes his paws at the chinese box stuck on his muzzle.*

Micheal Espesito~play test~: *He was wandering through why not. She could be hiding out here.*

Eddie: *notes Josh in the midst of play and gives a soft yip of amusement...arranging the playful tumble to bring them near Josh so she or the kids can give him a hand. or...paw, whatever wokrs!*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He shakes his head, trying to get it off, and whimpers.*

Desiree Vespucci: Takes another bite of the twinkie, her eyes pouring over the collection of societal outcasts gathered in this place.

Eddie: *huffs softly at Josh* ~ws~ stay still. *pausing in play to open her jaws wide and carefully take hold of the box, then trying to back slowly away*

Eddie: *assuming, of course, he does stay still!*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He backs up as well, and blinks, as he is freed from the box. He shakes his head.*

Garou AST: *That same little kid Eddie summoned up Fred's broad back comes to gingerly slip the box off Josh's muzzle- he doesn't seem playful though- he's quiet, and a bit too canny for his age. He jumps back, suprised as One of eddie's playmates reaches out and wrenches the box off Josh's face, apparently completely unafraid. Josh is treated to a brightly squealing face, flushed with food and giddiness.*

Troy Lawrence: He seems perfectly at ease, the high-powered legal hotshot in suit and manners, surrounded by the outcasts. He finishes the Twinkie as dignified as he can.

Desiree Vespucci: "I'm surprised the authorities allow these people to stay here. Is this a permanent...village?"

Eddie: *drops the box and gives Josh's muzzle a friendly lick....before turning to bestow the same attention to a child's face, although much more sloppily*

Joshua Coil [lupus]: *He blinks, and looks around. A slight 'whuff' escapes from his mouth.*

Eddie: ((delete Eddie trying to get him out of the box. *G* but keep the lick!))

Garou AST: ((Sorry- learning this scene thing.)) *The dreadlocked bum smiles at Desiree, a nervous flash of teeth as he apparently... didn't pull off that manners thing.* Heh.. uh.. sorry.. *his eyes swivel between what he assumes to be a pair of Silver Fangs, as though looking at something only legendary.* Don't mean to interrupt.. but will you both be staying? I mean, in New York? *He seems a bit mystified at the idea- not put off, just very wondering.*

Eddie: *heads to the quiet child and gently nudges his shoulder, with a soft* hrruf.

Desiree Vespucci: "I've been living in New York for almost a year now. Desiree Vespucci, and you are?" Offering her gloved hand to the young derelict.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: *half ponders the reason for the two suits. sue him he hasnt been in town long enough to know who they are. and the last two nights hes polishe doff with a bottle of Tequila. *

Troy Lawrence: "Absolutely." He nods to the homeless man.

Desiree Vespucci: She's fairly certain her co-workers at the Institute would raise a few eyebrows if they knew she had visited such a place. Wealthy policy makers from well to do families, blind to the world that lies at their very feet. She should arrange a field trip for them.

Eddie: (( bleh. i've got to go to bed. going to be working an 11 hour day tomorrow, or so. yay.))

Garou AST: *He nods a bit, raising his eyebrows at the two of them in something like suprised respect, before wiping off a hand on a jacket that... doesn't help and shaking Desiree's hand* I'm Seth, ma'am. Nice ta meetcha. *He nods his head again to Troy.* sir.

Eddie: *after giving the quiet boy a bit of a nuzzle, if he permits, she plays with her mini partners in crime until they all finally collaspe in a happy heap of fur and giggles*

Micheal Espesito~play test~: ~ah what the hell ~he made his way over to the two suits and the homeless man and prepared himself for the onlsuaght of questions.*

Desiree Vespucci: ((Night Eddie-p)) "A pleasure to meet you, Seth. How long have you lived here?"

Troy Lawrence: "Good evening." A nod to Seth, courteous yet a tiny bit dismissive at the same time.

Desiree Vespucci: Friendly, hazel eyes drift towards Mike as he approaches.

Garou AST: ((goodnight.*S*))

Garou AST: Oh I'm a lifer too. *He smiles and nods to Desiree.* been here for forevah.*He backs away from the two of them, scooping up a passing kid and threatening it with sleep if it does.... and the voice dims as quickly as his presence.*

Troy Lawrence: He glances Micheal's way, looking him over appraisingly as he approaches.

Mercury: And he's there too. Apparently late.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: Excuse me I hate to interupt. I'm a private investigator * heh she seems friendly his eyes meet hers for a moment and he smiles* I'm looking for someone her fammily hired me to find her. I was wondering if i could ask for a moment of your time?

Mercury: Grins over at Troy like they're buddies or something, and that's who he stands by, though he'll give a huge wave to Eddie if it looks like things are casual.

Desiree Vespucci: Watches Seth escape their presence, no doubt made uncomfortable by their differences from those residing here.

Garou AST: ((And that's about it for the scene- next part comes later.))

Troy Lawrence: He looks Micheal over. "May I see your investigator's license?"

Micheal Espesito~play test~: It's for the state of California. *digging it out and offering it over bt not handing the wallet*

Desiree Vespucci: Shifts her gaze to Mike, glances at Mercury, then looks at Mike again. "Certainly, Mr...?"

Desiree Vespucci: Eases closer to Troy for a quick look at the license.

Mercury: Blinks. Desiree is familiar. Xu...?

Eddie -> Troy Lawrence: ((*G* tomorrow, if i get home with enough time before bed, going to poist in the forums everything Eddie saw at the house. knowledge is needed and should be shared. for now--nite, and thank you! *G*))

Mercury: Can't quite remember. Ah well.

Troy Lawrence: He looks it over. ((Per+Law to see if it's legit))

Troy Lawrence: 4,7,5,2,7,5,

Desiree Vespucci: Offers Mercury a polite nod.

: Espesito, Micheal Espesito.

Mercury: He grins in a friendly manner to Desiree and nods back.

Micheal Espesito~play test~ -> Troy Lawrence: (yeah

Troy Lawrence: He nods after a moment, then looks back up, eeing Mercury and giving him a quick nod before looking back to Micheal. "By all means, how can I help?"

Desiree Vespucci: "And what can we do for you, Mr. Espesito?"

Mercury: He nods back to Troy, but keeping his trap shut for once, letting them go about their business.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: I'm looking for her .*produces the photgraph *Ebony hair, so dark the highlights are violet, frames a sharp face with high cheek bones. Her skin is fair, and eyes are a bright sapphire blue. When those eyes catch you, there's no denying there's something wild beneath that meek façade (animal magnetism). Anyone with an eye for such things would probably guess she's wolf or kin (purebred 5). *just her head and shoulders till the cleavage begins*

Mercury: He glances over at the photograph.

Troy Lawrence: He looks at it for an appropriate length of time, then shakes his head. "Unfortunately, no I haven't."

Desiree Vespucci: Takes the photograph and studies it a moment, examining the background of the photo as well, before offering it to Mr. Lawrence. "She's a bit old for a runaway. What were the circumstances of her disappearance?"

Desiree Vespucci: (What's in the background of the picture?)

Desiree Vespucci: She also would have checked the back of the photo for writing or a date stamp.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: (Blured out but its from james is apartment)

Mercury: Nods to the others. "I'm jettin'. Gotta gig tonight, shake booty for da bucks." Winks and heads out.

Desiree Vespucci: Arches an eyebrow at Mercury.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: Her house was burned down in Mexico the fammily assumed she was dead until we discoverd she had been being held against her will. In Kansas I was too late to find her there. *he actualy has a great deal of compassion in fact he even twitches alittle and its not anger. obviously the tale hard for him to tell* I returned to her parents who have been raising he rchildren and told them the bad news word got back and i encounterd her the other night in a bar. but i lost her.

Troy Lawrence: "Goodbye, Mercury." A nod to the man, then he looks back at Micheal. "I'm afraid I'm not familiar with her, Mr. Espesito. I can check missing person and records in this area, though, if you like."

Desiree Vespucci: "I'm sorry to hear that. Unfortunately I've never seen her before."

Micheal Espesito~play test~: *theres nothign on the back the photos a copy of another photo.*

Micheal Espesito~play test~: I doubt very much She's going to appear in missing person's. I just want to give he rfammily some peice of mind. But * retrieving business cards and flipping them over to scribble onto the back a nother number* if you find anything at all i can be reached at the cell numbe ron front and at the hotel number on the back. Call anytime. *each get one*

Troy Lawrence: He takes the card with a nod. "If I see anything, I will let you know."

Micheal Espesito~play test~: *another dead end I swear to gaia if this keeps up i'm just gonna do a questing stone on her*

Desiree Vespucci: Nods and takes the card, then glances at her watch. "If you'll excuse me. It's been a pleasure Mr. Lawrence... Mr. Espesito."

Micheal Espesito~play test~: Thank you Mr.?

Desiree Vespucci: Turns and heads off.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: you have a pleasent night ma'am

Micheal Espesito~play test~: *watches her go for a moment*

Troy Lawrence: "Troy Lawrence." He turns and nods to Desiree. "Good evening, Ms. Vespucci."

Desiree Vespucci: (and dropping nick)

Micheal Espesito~play test~: Mr. Lawrence...tell me is it common to find the wealthy down amongst the homeless?

Troy Lawrence: A small smile. "Consider me a...Good Samaritan." Sheah. Riiiiight.

Micheal Espesito~play test~: Theres seldom any Good samaritans where i come from. ~and fewer people who actualy listen to a damn thing i say~ have a good night

Troy Lawrence: "Good day, Mr. Espesito." He watches the man walk off, then shrugs and moves to retrieve his attache case before heading out himself.