Caroline McGregor: *her hands are thrust deep in the pocket of her windbreaker, the bright head bent as she walks along, lost in thought it appears.*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he sits on one of the benches near the fountain, taking up nearly the entire length by himself, he spots Caroline as she approaches* Well well. Aren't you looking quite happy.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (Gonna change NPCs possibly)

Caroline McGregor: (okies)*She lifts her head, shrugging a little. One corner of her mouth lifting.* Hello Arn, don't break the bench, they're expensive to replace.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: So you say.

Caroline McGregor: Yes, I do. *she eyes how much bench is left and then sits beside him, it's squishy, but not too bad.* Just enjoying hte night?

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he stands slowly* I'll be back darlin..try not to miss me too much while I'm gone.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (new tag!)

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he moves into the fountain area as that handsome and most charming Get fellow strolls off. He spots Caroline and heads in her direction wearing a bit of a frown* Evening Caroline.

Caroline McGregor: *She rolls her eyes.* I'll try not to pine too much. *a very big man, hopes he ducks that branch.*

Caroline McGregor: Hello Malcolm. I take it Jameel updated you on our meeting last night. *his frown mirrored by her own.*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Yes, unfortunately he did. There is no doubt that his youth was shining through last night. He was most detrimental to the process of getting things done from what I understand.

Caroline McGregor: He had reservations, several of us did. Myself included. *shrugs.* we were both put in our place.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Frustrations run high, there is much to ponder when it comes to putting together an effective plan. I've asked Aerin to meet me tonight perhaps some things can be made more clear.

Caroline McGregor: *She stands up.* things were made VERY clear, last night, Malcolm. I don't need to have it repeated to me.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He makes his way into the Park, running a hand through his hair as he travels along. He's not dressed in the look that's been dubbed "Matrix Hippie" by some today...it's something much simpler. A green poet's shirt, laced-up in the front...a pair of jeans. His staff is at his side, tapping on the ground as he walks inward, looking around as he goes.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Eek! Color!))

Caroline McGregor: (Aerin's nekkid!)

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Please don't be upset, no one is coming to brow beat you or force you to go where you don't wish. We've benefitted greatly from your assistance thus far..we could use you even more now as things begin to head towards a crescendo

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (my eyes!!!)

Caroline McGregor: *She shrugs.* I'll give you whatever information I find. What you do with it is up to you. *clearly this is one kin who's feckles have gotten twisted.*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he shakes his head lightly* You're not just another cog in the machine Caroline..please don't think that any of us see you like that.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 8,10,7,7,9,3,

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The man is ALWAYS paranoid, particularly in the park, and today's no exception. That paranoia works to his advantage, though, as he sees Malcolm and Caroline near the fountain. His lips purse slightly, and he makes his way over there.

Caroline McGregor: *She gives him a speaking glance and falls silent as she sees Aerin moving towards them.*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he takes note of Aerin approaching. He dips his head respectfully to the man* Evening Aerin-rhya. I trust Michelle is stable by now?

Yolanda: And suprise suprise, Yolanda makes her way through the Park as if looking for someone. Then seems to spot them as she makes her way over towards Malcolm and company. The Fury is dressed tonight in brown pants and a matching t-shirt and jacket combination. A touch more stylish then she has been seen in lately, but she's still a woman at heart after all.

Kittie ((OOC)): ((Openish, or better to not?))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods to them both, offering a brief smile. "Evening. She's fine now...calmed down some. How are you two?"

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he takes note of another approaching. His alertness spiritually enhanced by the Guardian's totem Wyvern. He dips his head a second time this time even more deeply to the Warder* Yolanda-rhya. *he greets her quietly*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (More the merrier)

Caroline McGregor: Fine. *She says shortly. She hasn't met Yolanda, but notes Malcolm's respect for her and gives her a smile distinctly lacking in it's usual spark.*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: I am well, aside from my packmates letting their mouths run away with them. I've...transferred Jameel to the midnight to 8 am shift..he's..not pleased.

Caroline McGregor: (come on in, the water's fine)

Caroline McGregor: *Poor Jameel. She lowers her head to hide the displeasure that news brings.*

Yolanda: Yolanda nods to Malcolm, and then to Aerin with a hint of a smile to the Gaian before she smiles finally to the Kin, Caroline. She doesn't say anything though and just watches them quietly.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Her wanderings through the park have taken her by the park, once more. Her full backpack is held over her left shoulder, the plain black skateboard tucked in her right hand. She's humming to herself, some random tune she heard playing at a place she passed by earlier in the day that's gotten stuck in her head without her even realizing it.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a bit at Caroline's shortness, and looks over to Yolanda. The Warder gets a smile and a nod. "Good evening, Yolanda-rhya," he says to her, before pausing to lean on his staff.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Aerin-rhya, there are some things I wish to discuss with you. Primarily about recalling Jameel and setting him back to his assigned task. I know that you are short on man..or woman power *he says half to Caroline* So I've contacted an ally who will be arriving to assist you further..should you want the help of course.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Jameel is very...passionate," he says with a shrug to Malcolm. "Which I understand. That he cares that much about his beliefs is admirable."

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: And into this area he wanders, looking for others of his ilk.

Caroline McGregor: *She turns away from them, inspecting the slight rust on the lamp post.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh?" He tilts his head a bit, watching Malcolm. "Who's that?"

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: He lacks true perception unfortunately. He's good with the shotgun..but..like that weapon he's so fond of he often goes off half-cocked.

Cordelia Katherine Brooke (pb 4): She moves into this particular area from further in. ((I'm right now too tired to think of a good description so see pic: http://wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=54&pos=11)) She's dressed in a designer pant suit outfit.

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He walks with an air of self-assurance, his demeanor calm, relaxed.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((Keep forgettign this with this character))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((Tries for another color))

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: ((*L* Sorry, Cordelia-P.))

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: His name is Slade (insert last name can't think of what it was haha) he is experienced in a multitude of areas..he'll be more than a replacement for what firepower you'll be lacking without Jameel.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She notices the others and walks over with a wave. Aerin is, as usual, busy discussing something so she gives Corbin and inverted nod.* Hey...*She glances at Caroline and will wave if the woman looks her way.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over his shoulder to nod to Corbin...Cordelia gets a brief, appraising look, then a nod, before he looks back to Malcolm. "He's young. He'll learn." A wry sort of smile hits his face. "Goddess knows I did...the hard way. Even took me a couple of times before it sunk in."

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((It looked like my blue was already taken first. So went with my other fav color.))

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (I'll change to cut the similarity)

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((But...but...but...*sniffles*))

Caroline McGregor: *She gives a little nod to Kelsey, her face set in rather obstinate lines as she starts to walk away from the two men talking.*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He nods with respect to Kelsey, a touch more respect towards Malcolm, Aerin, and Yolanda. A pleasant wave to Caroline.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *If Malcolm, Aerin or Yolanda look her way, she'll nod respectfully, otherwise she'll not interupt.*

Yolanda: Yolanda just takes a seat on the edge of the Fountain as she watches and listens to the proceedings. Keeping her attention partly on those around her and the rest on their surroundings should anyone else wander up who should not belong.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She shrugs a bit and wanders over towards Caroline.* What's up?

Caroline McGregor: *She just nods to Corbin. Unfortunately, she's lumping him in with the rest of them on her "Pain in the Ass Trueborn" list. He probably doesn't deserve to be there, but she's walking away from a conversation that's angering her all over again.*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He sits down somewhere unobtrusive where he can keep an ear and eye on things.

Caroline McGregor: *She shrugs at Kelsey.* Nothing. Nice night, isnt' it?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "All right," he says with a nod. "His help will be much appreciated. Thank you, Malcolm." He looks over to Kelsey finally and smiles to her, tipping his head a bit. Caroline's departure gets a long look, jaw setting momentarily.

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He watches Carrie walk away. Maybe she's a little upset being near him. He thought he had caught a certain look in her eye whenever she would look at him. Maybe she's embarrassed by her crush on a young guy; yeah, that's probably it.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She looks around at those gathered and for some reason, Malcolm gets a snooty type smirk. Aerin gets a sweet smile, while the others a polite nod.

Caroline McGregor: (*LOLOLOL* Now THAT'S funny!)

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: Soft sigh. It can be a burden. He runs a hand through his hair, which is slowly growing out a little longer. It'll probably get worse as I get older. Better get used to it.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (A pitcher on the Devil Rays just had to walk through Yankee Stadium wearing a pink Disney Princess backpack)

Caroline McGregor: (bet he liked it.)

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: When he does spot Cordelia, even though he doesn't know who she is, he gives her a respectful nod.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he pays no mind to the smirk, his attention is focused on Aerin* I'm sure you'll get along well with Slade, he's an ally of Gavin's, we worked together a few years ago when I was a Cliath.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): Yeah it is. *She smiles at Caroline, tilting her head a bit at the likely older woman.*

Caroline McGregor: There's a bit of rust on some of the lamp posts though. I'll have to touch them up tomorrow. *Why does Kelsey get the impression she'd like to be saying something else entirely.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks back to Malcolm at that, studying the Guardian for a long moment. "An ally of Gavin's. Perfect. I'm sure we'll get along well." Said with perfect evenness, and a brief smile.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She definitely watches Malcolm, arms crossed now, smirking even more.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he nods* I have patrols to resume. *he then looks to Yolanda* Have you need for me to linger Yolanda-rhya?

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She smirks a bit at the lamppost.* You know, it's not disrespectful to anyone to vent frustrations...*She says quietly*

Caroline McGregor: *she shrugs.* It's a bit more than frustration. But, be that as it may....*she can communicate volumes with a simple shrug of her shoulders.*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He sits still, listening to those around him.

Yolanda: Yolanda shakes her head. "No, have a good evening." she says to Malcolm with a brief nod to him.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): Well, maybe talking it out will help. Especially with someone who doesn't know exactly what's going on so hasn't formed an opinion either way?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods to Malcolm. "All right. I'll talk to you later then. Thanks for the update."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he glances towards Caroline* Idignance does not suit you Caroline. Nor does holding your tongue when you've got something to say. *he speaks quietly to her, his tone certainly not condescending*

Yolanda: "Aerin, have you met Cordelia.... one of Gavin's sisters?" she aks when Malcolm takes his leave.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She turns her attention toward Yolanda when she hears her name called out.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he nods once more to Aerin and then a deeper nod to Yolanda* Very well Yolanda-rhya. Have a pleasant evening. *perhaps the Guardian Alpha had been recently dressed down for his actions in recent weeks. His usually warm and friendly air is almost completely worn away..at least this night anyway*

Caroline McGregor: No...talking doesn't resolve anything. *She says with a shake of her head.* Sometimes I suppose it's best to keep one's opinion to oneself. *we are a bit bitter in that last line. But damn..the earth may shatter with that kind of observation coming from her mouth.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks up at Malcolm when he speaks to Caroline. A silent sigh. She just waits to see what the result of that's going to be.*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He looks to Cordelia and Yolanda for a moment, curious but not seeking to interrupt. Just paying attention.

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Malcolm.* I would just be wasting my words anyway, Malcolm. *a curious mixture of rage, frustration and defeat about her.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She shrugs a little.* Up to you. Just thought maybe you'd want a sort of unbiased ear. If ya change your mind...*She moves to leave the woman alone, letting the offer hang.*

Caroline McGregor: *Kelsey would probably get an earful if she did vent.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up to Yolanda, and then over to Cordelia. He smiles to the British woman, nodding respectfully to her. "No, I haven't. A pleasure, Cordelia...Aerin Thomas."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Do not let yourself be caught in a self-fulfilling prophecy. If you think your words carry no weight then that is how others will perceive them *he shrugs lightly* Good evening all. *he heads out of the Fountain area*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (away! NPC switcheroo!)

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He nods to Malcolm as he leaves.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She offers Aerin her hand. "Nice to meet you Aerin."

Caroline McGregor: *She says nothing to Malcolm's parting words. Just finds a park bench out of the way and sits down, stretching her legs out in front of her and puts her head back, looking up at the stars.* (brb)

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She wanders back over towards Aerin and the others, now that Aerin's not in the midst of seeming very important discussions she speaks to him* Hey...

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((Actually...make that Mr. Thomas....sorry....))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((Trying to see if this is a little darker or not))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes the offered hand and shakes it with a firm but gentle grip. "Nice to meet you, too." He holds the shake, watching Cordelia for just a moment before he lets his hand draw away.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): Her grip is firm, definitely a very soft hand, with the slightest hint of vanilla and sandlewood.

Yolanda: Yolanda stands there, watching the two for a long moment before looking over to Kelsey.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Kelsey as she approaches, offerig her a warm smile. "Hey." He looks between Cordelia and Kelsey. "Kelsey, this is Cordelia Brooke. Cordelia...Kelsey Horn."

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He gets up, a general nod to the others as he starts to walk away.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She offers a hand towards Cordelia* Pleased to meet you.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She nods at Corbin as he heads off*

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Corbin a moment, pondering whether to say something or not, refraining though.*

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "Nice to meet you, Miss Horn," gives a bit of a raised eyebrow seeing Corbin walk away. "Not a fan of Gavin's?"

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): And she shakes Kelsey's hand the same way she did with Aerin.

Yolanda: Yolanda glances over to Corbin as he starts off.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up to Corbin and nods calmly to him as the two women introduce themselves.

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: Figuring he'll leave his own introduction to another time, he heads off to get some dinner.

Ntwadumela: Mel is dressed as monochromaticly as ever, though back in more 'clubing' style clothes he's picked up. Black mesh showing off the scars on his upper body, black jeans fitting snuggly, and black crosstrainers finishing off the outfit. Dara's been a BAD influence on his mode of dress. Badbadbad.

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: Or maybe not; he will pause with *both* Cordelia and Yolanda looking at him. A faint blush mostly unseen beneath his golden olive skin. "Er, I didn't want to interrupt, but I should introduce myself before I take off." He inclines his head to Cordelia. "I'm Corbin Justice, Ms. Brook."

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She offers him her hand to shake. "Nice to meet you Mr Justice."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Her grip is firm, sure.* Eh, just Kelsey is fine. Or Kel or Kels works too. *She smiles and shrugs.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She waves over at Mel as Cordelia turns to talk to Corbin*

Dara : (heehee*G*) *she walks i along side him, little bad influence she is, pack over one shoulder, the fleece sweater shes wearig slipped off one shoulder leaving it bare...lip nose and brow ring in* http://www.dracinabox.com/fleece.jpg

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: He smiles warmly at Cordelia, meeting her gaze as he shakes her hand. "A pleasure to meet you. I didn't mean to give the impression of slighting you; it wasn't my intention."

Yolanda: Yolanda grins ever so slightly about something while watching them.

Ntwadumela: Mel returns Kel's wave with enthusiasm

Caroline McGregor: *She finally runs her fingers through her hair, reshifting her weight before standing up and heading deeper into the bawn.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *And Dara gets included in the wave to Mel as well*

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "I know there are those who do not like him," said smuggly.

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: ((Should I run, Yolanda? *LOL*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Mel and nods to him with a slight smile.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((at Mel and Dara and nods to them))

Dara : *waving back to kelsey, when she sees aerin she smiles and waves to him as well*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: Cordelia: His smile is a touch wider. "Those who would proclaim so are either foolish or suicidal. I am not either one. You'll not hear anything of the sort from me, Ms. Brook, I assure you. I must take my leave, however, before my empty stomach decides to embarrass me audibly."

Ntwadumela: Mel returns Aerin's nod, and adds a wink, throwing his arm around Dara as they walk toward the various people.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): How are you two? *To Dara and Mel, still standing next to Aerin.*

Corbin Justice [PB 4]: Once the proper goodbyes are said, he waves to Mel and Dara and then is off. ((for dinner *hugs and/or waves* so see you later!))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "No, an angry stomach is not a matter to take lightly," she smiles a bit more to him. "Nice meeting you, Mr. Justice."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((Later Corbin!))

Ntwadumela: Mel smiles at Kel when she asks how he is... and makes a little clicking noise in his mouth, but can't help from laughing and giving her a glimpse of metal.

Dara : *she seems to smile a bit more when mel puts his arm around her, , half leaning against him when they reach the others* hey kel.....good*chewing the lipring through the grin*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles a little bit at Corbin's words, and nods to him as he leaves, before looking back to Cordelia. "So when did you arrive, Cordelia? And how are you finding New York?"

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "I believe it has been a few weeks now. It's nothing like Paris."

Dara : *she cant help a slight giggle when mel shows off the metal*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles and nods, leaning a bit on his staff. "No, I don't imagine it's anything like Paris at all. One of these days, I may make it over there...I haven't been any closer then a brief trip the United Kingdom, though. Still, New York has it's own charms. It does, sometimes, take a while to find it, though."

Lurkette: (open?)

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She laughs as Mel shows off the tongue ring.* Right, so you'll be slurring like a drunk man for days maybe even weeks, huh? *She grins, then nods at Dara's reply* Good.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "Maybe you could be the one to show me these charming hidden places sometime? Either before or after I get back from Paris again." Yes, you can say very spoiled.

Ntwadumela: "Nahh.. not ash... not as long if I just remember to swallow all this spit."

Yolanda: Yolanda continues to stand there quietly as she observes the goings on, mostly just enjoying being around people for a change.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I would be honored to, if you found me a suitable guide," he says with a chuckle. "When do you leave, and when are you coming back?"

Dara : *nibbling her lip gently* its not as bad as you thought though is it? I could get ya some ice if you want...

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She giggles as he slurs even as he tries to deny it.*

Ntwadumela: "Ice cream maybe..."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Open as far as I know!))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "I am planning to go away for the weekend. There's a big party and I just can't miss it. My old friends from back home will be there." A pause considering the first part of his inquiry. "Why would I not find you suitable, Mr. Thomas?"

Dara : ok...Ill be right back...*giving his arm a squeeze before she half bounces half trots off, smiling brightly, definately in a good mood, for the nearest ice cream vendor*

Ziahl: Z comes wandering about. Her hair is short now. ((*waves at everyone, since it's been a while* Real life and all that.*))

Ntwadumela: Mel grins and holds out his other arm for Ziahl (as one is around Dara).

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((*L* No it's not...Dara just ran off to get him ice cream *L*))

Ziahl: (Not sure who's exactly where) Walks up and smiles at Mel, sliding into his embrace and giving Dara wink.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She was about to ask if Dara and Mel were something of an item when he wraps his arm around Z, she just chuckles to herself.* ((Have Z and Kelsey met?))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles a bit. "Personally, I know of no reason, Miss Brooke."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((Kelsey is standing near Aerin and Mel. Dara just ran off to get ice cream. Cordelia is talking to Aerin. ))

Ziahl: (Make that winks at Dara in passing then)

Dara : *dara as she headed off caught ziahls wink and blinks a bit, giving a smile and wave back, but maybe looking a bit nervous now as she finds a vendor and fishes out her wallet*

Ziahl: She plants a kiss on Mel's cheek and gives the others a pleasant nod.

Yolanda: She's still by the Fountain with Aerin and Cordelia but her attention seems to have possibly drifted but it returns back to what is happening infront of her once more.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "Then that is good enough for me," she smiles. "Do you have a way to be reached? And is there anything you might like brought back? As long as it fits in a suitcase?"

Ntwadumela: Mel runs his fingers through Ziahl's short hair. "Glad your feeeling up to being about." ((Or, err...))

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She holds out a hand towards Ziahl.* Hey, I'm Kelsey.

Ziahl: One arm still around Mel, she leans forward to take Kelsey's hand and shake it. "Ziahl."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): Pleased ta meet you. *She smiles, then glances back at Aerin and Cordelia*

Dara : *after a few minutes she comes walking back with a cup of icecream in each hand, spoon sticking out of the cup*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I can be reached by my cell phone, or here...I do try to stop by here at least every other day or so." He gives the Fang kin a polite dip of his head, almost gracious. "As to the second...the thought is appreciated, but I honestly wouldn't even know what to ask for. I regret my knowledge of all things Parisian is a bit limited."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over briefly, noting Ziahl, and smiles to her, nodding, before looking back to Cordelia.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "I'll find something of interest for you then. I don't have your cell number...." allowing him to offer it to her as she pulls out her phone from her pocket, and giving it to him if he should choose to put it in hers.

Ziahl: "Gives Mel a gentle squeeze.

Ziahl: "Aerin... Yolanda..." A curious look Cordelia, since they haven't met.

Dara : hey ziahl.....glad your feelin better..*giving another smile to her, chewing her lipring again, she hands one of the cups of ice cream over to mel*

Ziahl: "Thank you Dara. I apologize for being out of touch so long."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes the phone and goes to input his number in, pushing buttons quickly as he tries to input it...apparently, not familiar with her particular model of phone, so he takes just a bit longer then usual. And looks just a tad embarassed doing so.

Ntwadumela: Mel returns Ziahl's squeeze, content as a cat with a bowl of cream. Speaking of which, he takes a nibble of ice cream, then quickly sticks the spoon back in the bowl. "Yeow... cold...metal.. yeow."

Yolanda: Yolanda nods over to Ziahl briefly but she doesn't say anything.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): "It's the newest...a few new things," she says quietly to him. "Want mine?"

Ziahl: "Mel?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((He's trying to quickly and sneakily flash through the numbers in her phone book, and see who's all in there. Looking specifically for a Sebastian Paxton, and anyone else of interest would be a bonus.))

Dara : *blinking and shrugging, she nods to ziahl* its alright.....*feet fidgeting where she stands, she looks to mel and murmurs* eat the hot and cold stuff to the sides of your tongue

Ntwadumela: Mel grins at Ziahl and sticks out his tongue, showing off the little stud in it. Very plain while he gets used to having something there.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *she giggles at Mel*

Ziahl: Reaches up to tap the little stud with a fingernail, grinning.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Looks to be a bunch of college preppy girls and guys names in there....Buffy, Brandy, Giles, Alex-2, etc. etc. and actually a Sabastien Vallmonte***** As well as Bro and Sis, Mum & Dad))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up at her and smiles a bit. "Yeah...these things get newer and newer every day." He finishes up with the phone and hands it back, then pulls out his own...a simpler model, a mid-level camera phone. You don't go expensive when you've had to replace it four times in four months.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Nix the mum and dad...forgot they were dead.))

Ziahl: "So... we have catching up to do." Glancing at Dara.

Ntwadumela: Mel hands his icecream to Ziahl, that we he has his arms free to wrap one around each of the ladies. "Should we see what the big guys over there are discussing?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((And he does quickly read off Sebastian Vallmonte's number before switching to "Enter Number" status to enter his own. *G*))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((But two Sabastians actually....Sabasian Prescot))

Ntwadumela: "...or..." glancing between the two of them at that comment.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): She laughs, taking his and entering hers with lightning speed.

Ziahl: Takes the ice cream with her free hand, nodding at Mel, then dipping her tongue in the treat.

Dara : *she blinkblinks at the arm around her now, both hands dealing with the ice cream, eating it slowly and quietly, nodding to ziahls words of needing to catch up*

Ziahl: "Maybe... later this evening?" Meaning the catching up.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): ((Ooh. Okay. I'll let you judgment call it as to whether he can get both...if not, he'll get Prescott. It's closer to Paxton then the other. *S*))

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((He gets both *smile*))

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks at Mel, then at Aerin and Cordelia since she's never walked away from where Aerin was.* Um...exchanging phone numbers it looks like...

Yolanda: Yolanda mostly seems to be watching Ziahl, Mel, and Dara as she stands there with Aerin and Cor.

Dara : *Nodding to ziahl, spooning more ice cream into her mouth* kay.....sounds cool....

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes his phone back and nods to Cordelia, chuckling a little bit as he slips it into his pocket. "Well, I certainly hope you enjoy yourself this weekend, Miss Brooke."

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): And just as she gets her phone back it goes off. She looks at the window and seeing the number, gets a huge grin. "Oh if this is the call I think it is....I -will-! If you'll excuse me....." Then in French, "Bonjour," and continues speaking in French, fast and excitedly.

Ntwadumela: "Catching up on... girl talk?"

Ziahl: Frees a hand to scoop ice cream.

Yolanda: She finally smirks some with a shake of her head and a shrug of her shoulders to Aerin when Cordelia starts to wander off.

Ziahl: "Ummm..." Blinks at Mel. He makes it sound like girls speak another language or something. "I don't think so."

Dara : *hearing mel , she looks to ziahl to answer that one*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Of course." He nods to Cordelia, and then smiles to Yolanda before looking over to the foursome of Kelsey, Dara, Mel, and Ziahl...watching them for a moment.

Cordelia Katherine Brook (pb 4): As she talks she keeps moving further away from them and out toward Central Park. ((Gotta run. *pooof*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The smirk, shake, and shrug from Yolanda nets a grin in response, and a shrug back.

Yolanda: "That one is a handful." she says to Aerin softly.

Caroline McGregor: *And she's wandering back in, perhaps just crossing through on her way back to the apartment.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks back at Aerin with a grin and a shrug*

Ntwadumela: Ziahl: "Umm... wondering if you need me to find some chores to do while you catch up, or if I get to be there."

Ziahl: "Of course you should be there." Licks his cheek with a chilly tongue then takes another bite of ice cream.

Dara : *damn that ice cream is fascinating, murmuring with eyes looking deeply into the cup, feet scuffing the groud slightly* being there would be cool

Ntwadumela: Mel waves over their shoulders at Aerin when he looks their way, giving a little yip when Ziahl licks his cheek, and automatically pulling them both closer. Aerin: "Looking good today, big man."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, she seems like," he says with a chuckle to Yolanda. Kelsey gets a grin and a nod, before he looks back to the Warder. "But she seems nice enough, off first impressions. Wouldn't hurt to get to know her a bit better."

Ntwadumela: Kel: "So, ehh.. the mutterings the other day?" with a pointed glance toward Aerin.

Caroline McGregor: *she just gives a nod when she sees Mel and Ziahl, holding a package in her arms which smells like chili.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins a bit at Mel. "Looking good yourself, Mel. How are you?"

Ziahl: "Caroline."

Yolanda: "Agreed." she says with a little nod and actually rolls her eyes watching the trio wander off. "I would say there was a joke in that group, but we are lacking the bar."

Caroline McGregor: OH Dara, do you have a quick moment? *she calls out before giving Z a greeting.* How are you Ziahl.

Dara : *pokepokepokeing the spoon into the ice cream*

Ntwadumela: Mel snifsnifs at the smell of chili. Caroline: "Hey there." Aerin: "Great. And upgraded." Mel taps the tongue ring against his teeth and shows it off again.

Ziahl: "I am well, thank you."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She gives a bit of a "We'll see" shrug.* ((Seeing as how that scene's a bit incomplete...*L*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins at Yolanda's comment, and glances at Caroline before looking back to Mel. "To each their own. It looks good on you...personally, I've had enough metal punctured through my body in my life, though." A smirk.

Dara : um..yeah...*Nodding to caroline*

Ziahl: Quirks her lips at Aerin's comment, looking amused as she considers some of the piercings she's seen.

Yolanda: "Well I suppose I should be off." she says with a nod to Aerin before she starts to make her way back towards the Bramble.

Ntwadumela: Mel gives Dara kiss on the cheek and lets her go so she can talk to Caroline, keeping the other arm around Ziahl.

Caroline McGregor: I just wanted to ask if you knew anyone who was skilled at tattoo removal...one who woudn't ask a lot of questions or who was in the know. I still don't know very many people around here. *the anger she'd displayed earlier was gone, though she seems very subdued.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Have a good evening, Rhya." he nods to Yolanda, and sits back on the fountain, sighing a bit.

Ntwadumela: blink..blinkblink at Caroline's request, thinking about it....

Yolanda: She gives him a wave on the way out.

Ziahl: Tilts her head Carol's way.

Dara : um....tatt removal is usually alot more of a medical procedure, using a ruby red laser that takes multiple visits and if theres any red ink in the tatt its harder to remove, is expensive, and hurts like a sunovabitch...*blinking alot again, blushing at the kiss to her cheek*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She just stands there quietly, listening to the group.*

Ntwadumela: Car: "There's another way.. but... ehh.. dangeous and painful. Depending on how big the mark is you want gone..."

Caroline McGregor: *she nods.* can it be done under anasthecia?

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Mel, looking a bit ill at the dangerous and painful part.* How is that?

Dara : (brb, going to get on other comp quick)

Ntwadumela: Car: "Just peel the skin off, get it healed back. Probably leave a mark... but not the ink."

Ntwadumela: "And no, that's not how I got any of mine."

Ziahl: "Ow. That sounds painful."

Caroline McGregor: Peel the skin off? *now she DOES look ill.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Kelsey, not really paying much attention to the talk of tattoo removal. Possibly on purpose.

Ntwadumela: "Depends on how bad you want the mark gone without anyone asking about it..."

Ziahl: "That sounds a bit... drastic."

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Even Kelsey looks a bit ill at that method. She shifts her weight to her other foot, glances at Aerin and towards the outer reaches of the park. Not voice but the question asked. "Wanna go somewhere...not here?"

Ntwadumela: "Hey, not saying it's a great idea. More a 'last resort' thing if it's as bad as she's sounding about it."

Ntwadumela: Kel: "Didn't mean to chase you off.."

Dara: (back)

Ziahl: Looks from Kel to Aerin, then back at Mel.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She scratches the back of her head looking back at Mel.* Yeah...just...seems an awful extreme way ta do things, ya know?

Dara: *chewing the lipring, fidgeting the spoon in her ice cream, she shrugs* no matter what its removing skin a few layers down with permanent ink imbedded in it.....tats usually as a rule are not pain free anyways

Caroline McGregor: They aren't huge..but they are noticable. *bites her lip.* that would have to be a last resort. *she hopes Dara's idea is less...painful sounding.*

Ntwadumela: Mel whispers something to Ziahl.

Caroline McGregor: Can't we just...bleach them out?

Dara: thatd be like bleaching a freckle out....its a part of your skin, embedded a few layers deep...its not easy to do but it can be done, just...not for cheap.....

Ziahl: Her eyes flicker to Mel after he whispers then back to Kel and Aerin.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs, a bit tighter then he might otherwise, to Kelsey. The discussion seems to have moved away from cutting. He looks over at Caroline finally. "There's other ways this can be done, Carlone. Has to be. We just have to find them."

Caroline McGregor: Would it be less painful than the other options? *Looks a bit more hopeful now.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Caroline, obviously, not Carlone. Eye kan tipe.))

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She just falls silent again as Caroline and Aerin start to talk.*

Caroline McGregor: *She studies Aerin a moment when he speaks up, debating on how to answer and if she should.* If there are I'd like to find out how.

Dara: than cutting your skin off? yeeeah....sometimes you can probably even find a dermatologist that performs the procedure that has lidacaine or whatevercaine it is they use in a topical cream or something to help with the pain since its basically burning it out, safely though.....

Ziahl: Whispers back to Mel.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes. I still think we should get a Theurge to look at them, make sure there's nothing...else to it. But we'll find a way to get them off that doesn't involve a knife, bleach, or Weavertech."

Caroline McGregor: It needs to be someone who won't ask questions. Or who's familiar already. *meaning one of them.*

Ntwadumela: Mel shakes his head slightly. Aerin: "You're gonna need SOMETHING."

Dara: *looking to mel and ziahl whispering, she fidgets with the spoon in the ice cream even more, the clicking even more obvious coming from her mouth , looking between aerin and caroline, sighing softly, eyes back to looking at the ice cream*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I know, Mel." He nods. "But...the others aren't options, in this case."

Caroline McGregor: He's already been cleansed...they didn't do anything beyond tattoo him. A small favor, that.

Ntwadumela: Since it's obvious Dara isn't having to leave to discuss this, he slides his arm back around her and pulls her as close to him as Ziahl is.

Ntwadumela: "Him?"

Ziahl: Nice of Mel to say it for her. She shoots Dara a smile as Mel pulls her close.

Caroline McGregor: My son, Evan...he has three separate tattoos going down his back. Because of their nature..they can't stay on.

Dara: has a theurge looked at the taaa*squeaking when she gets pulled back close to mel, blinking alot and blushing, not having expected it..clearing her throat and apologizing before she speaks again, quietly* Ive heard of fetish tattoos...so...get a theurge to look at them if you havent....

Ziahl: Scowls at this news, feeling suddenly angry, ragey creature that she is.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Like I said," he says with a nod to Dara. "Just in case." He smiles to Caroline...despite their words last night, he still cares about her, and it shows. "They won't stay on. I promise."

Ziahl: "How did this happen Caroline?"

Ntwadumela: "Yeah, that's gonna be a problem... might need to do some travel to find the right person to take 'em off... or cover them up with new ones."

Ntwadumela: Mel rubs his cheek against Ziahl's shoulder when she starts to get all upset.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *When Caroline mentions the tattoos are on her son, Kelsey's expression goes dark, scowling. The warrior girl's instinct to bash things for it pretty apparent.*

Dara: *fidgety and nervous as it is the ragey angry ziahl being right close to her has her a biiit more fidgety, the ice cream soup by now, barely touched as the spoon stirs and pokes at it*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((Wow, I even lost my color...*L*))

Caroline McGregor: They took him, the spirals. They wanted something for his return. And if I didn't do what they wanted...well...I'd already found out how ruthless they are. *she says softly. She looks at Aerin.* I know.

Ziahl: She lets out a soft, angry hiss that Mel's attention does little to quell.

Ntwadumela: "Same ones that tried to turn me into a biology lesson?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ziahl...easy." He looks to the woman. "Hold that anger off. We'll need it later. As righteous as it is, there's no one it can be directed at here." Eyes flick to Kelsey, conveying the same message silently, then back to Caroline. "You know that I'm going to do whatever it takes to help your son, and to help you. Right?"

Caroline McGregor: Without a doubt. *she says with a nod.*

Dara: *the angry hiss has her twitch/jump, dropping the ice cream cup, spoon clattering to the ground. swallowing hard she blinks alot and excuses herself as she bends down to pick it up, moving to the closest garbage can to throw it out*

Ntwadumela: Mel's arm is slow to slide of Dara when she moves away. Aerin: "I don't suppose you guys are any closer to dealing with those guys, are you?"

Ziahl: She looks at Aerin, then eyes the nervous Dara. A hint of a nod and she moves to toss out her empty ice cream cup too.

Caroline McGregor: *she's not entirely convinced he can do as he says. It's a mixture of general distrust wariness in depending on anyone, and something deeper and more personal.* I hope so. *Is all she says.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She frowns a bit at Aerins look but nods.*

Ntwadumela: As the ladies on his arms move off, he paces a bit.

Dara: *tossing the cup out, she takes a few deep breaths as she stands tehre for a few moments, fingers fidgeting with the edges of the almost too long sleeves*

Ziahl: She's quickly back at Mel's side, leaning into him.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I will," he says to Caroline. "You have my word...and my word is something I've never broken of my own will. And we are," he says to Mel. "We've got a lead...one we're following up on."

Ziahl: (Or not, if he's too busy pacing)

Caroline McGregor: *She just nods. They've established a tentative truce and she's unwilling to break it, though she knows it probably will happen. It's a troubling thought, how fragile this is.*

Ntwadumela: Mel stops his pacing when Ziahl comes back, sliding his arm around her and glancing back to Dara. Aerin: "Good. Want to see the last of them as soon as possible."

Dara: *reaching into her backpack she nabs out earbuds, looping them over her ears to listen to htem but still be able to hear others, eyes closing as she takes anotehr deep breath and lets it out, slowly but surely moving back towards the others*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "So do I, Mel."

Ziahl: "You will call if there's something we can do to help?"

Ziahl: She may not be so good with the weaver stuff, but she's certainly capable of chomping things.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Of course, Ziahl." He nods. "I'll bring you up to date as soon as possible."

Ntwadumela: "And if there IS anything I can do... I may not be much good in a fight, but I am a bit less noticable."

Caroline McGregor: *she nods a little, having run out of things to say. Perhaps she is simply tired.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "We'll need less noticable." He nods to Mel, and looks to Kelsey as if to say 'See? I've got connections' with a grin.

Ziahl: "You will be careful," she informs Mel seriously.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She snorts, but then a slow smirk comes to her face at Aerin's latest look.*

Ntwadumela: Ziahl: "Aren't I always?"

Dara: *blinking and looking up between the others briefly before eyes flick back downwards, hair gets barely nudged back behind her ears with the fingertips that peek fromt he ends of her sleeves* just waiting to do my thing when I find out what and where and when that is...*murmured quietly*

Ziahl: "More careful."

Ntwadumela: "Okay, okay."

Caroline McGregor: *She's looking tired still, and still unwilling to speak any more closely on the plans that had been outlined already.* I should be getting back...*she murmers.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He winks at Kelsey and then looks back to the others. "We'll be moving soon. I'll let you all know exactly when."

Ziahl: She gives him a sharp pinch, just because.

Ntwadumela: He squirms under the pinch. "What was that for?"

Ntwadumela: "Still trying to sell my place so I can get a pair of apartments."

Ziahl: Nods to Aerin. "You have my number." Her eyes flicker to Kelsey. "It was a pleasure meeting you."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks to Caroline and nods, sympathy for her tired state evident. "Can I walk you home?"

Ziahl: Mel> "That was for almost becoming a biology experiment a few weeks ago." She couldn't do it while he was all sore, afterall.

Ntwadumela: "At least I wasn't deep fried... twice!"

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She nods at Aerin, then at Ziahl* Yeah, you too.

Caroline McGregor: *She looks up and then nods slowly.* Alright Aerin. Thank you.

Dara: *her hand fishes into the backpack and teh volume goes up a little, slightest strains of the ramones can be heard coming from the earbuds to whoevers close enough, and hte bag of gummi worms comes out as well, taking one out and nibbling on the end of it quietly*

Ziahl: Rolls her eyes. That, of course, was different.

Ziahl: ((And I have to get to bed. School tomorrow. Z will head off with Mel, and Dara if she'll come, so they can 'catch up'. Maybe we can play it tomorrow?))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods, and gives Kelsey and the others a smile. "I'll see you guys later..." And he moves to accompany Caroline out of the park.

Ntwadumela: ((Not gonna be on 'till late tommorrow. *pout*))

Dara: (wont be on tomrrow)

Caroline McGregor: *And off they go.*

Ziahl: Nods to the departing Caroline and Aerin. ((Well, next time we're all on then?))

Ntwadumela: Mel waves goodbye to the ones leaving, pulling Ziahl over so he can throw his arm around Dara again.

Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She nods and waves to the others, squinting a bit before turning and heading to find some place to crash.*

Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((Unless the others aren't leaving yet?))

Ntwadumela: ((Sounds good...))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thanks for the scene, guys!))