Laidan [PB 4]: The eyes are the first
thing you notice, a piercing and unusual blue, that never seem to focus. Rather
obviously, the woman is blind. She's younger, maybe early twenties with long,
curly red hair that falls to about midback. She has pale skin, dusted with faint
freckles from the sun. She's dressed in a pale blue sundress and is barefoot, if
she can get away with it. A braided leather bracelet is around one delicate
wrist and though she's almost always smiling, there's an almost... distracted
air to her, as if she's not all quite there. ((Fianna PB 4))
Laidan [PB 4]: Carefully, slowly, she
steps along the path of the park, a small smile on her face. It has been so long
since she was here, but each step is remembered as if she was never gone.
Fingers trail along a new bench or a new tree or an old one moved, memorizing
each step and path all over again.
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: per+alert: 3,5,3,9,3,7,5,
Laidan [PB 4]: She does well enough not
tripping over anything, though now and then her hip gently bumps into something
though she doesn't seem to mind too much. It's better then slamming and tripping
or falling after all. It's quiet though and she wonders if it's from the heat
that no one is about or something else and it makes her pause a little bit as
she listens around her.
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: per+alert: 10,8,8,8,5,4,3,
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: reroll : 3,
Laidan [PB 4]: ... no, that's just cotton
candy from somewhere, a child's laughter. Maybe it really is the heat and she
slowly continues onward, humming in her throat once again. She continues to take
those slow, careful steps, not caring too much about where she's going. Part of
her wonders how much has changed and if she should go ask around. But she's
content for now in simply walking and enjoying being back.
Laidan [PB 4]: Eventually, she flops onto
the grass, humming still and smiling lightly. She scootches out of the way so
most people will only see a figure and not really need to bother with her on
their walk. If there are even any people.
Joshua Coil: *Coffee and a paper seem very
casual. He reads, one hand pinning down the paper. He sips at his coffee, and
looks up, occasionally. Paranoid? Never.*
Jackie Argonis: ~She makes her way into
the park, the big husky walking her, instead of vice versa. Laptop bag in tow on
her shoulder, but the poor dog has been so patient being cooped up the last few
days. Now he just wants to run and play, but damn if she isn't running out of
parks to take him to where freaky shit doesn't happen~
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: per+alert: 8,10,5,3,7,4,6,
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: reroll : 9,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The man sighs a little
as he makes his way into the Sept. He's dressed in his usual clothes...the
trench over a green lace-up and leather pants. Staff at his side...always there.
He looks around the place, a little tense, as he walks through the gate and into
the Park.
Laidan [PB 4]: She sits up suddenly, a
bit of grass sticking to her hair as she sniffs. She knows that scent.
Scrambling, she gets to her feet and moves over to the bench where she KNOWS
Joshua is at.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 10,3,3,1,1,3,
Jackie Argonis: ~She let's go of a button
on the leashe and lets the dog stretch it out as far as it'll go, bracing with a
wince for that snap when he reaches the end. It does it's little pop of protest
and she gets tugged forward some, the dog's nose sniffing all around as she
makes her way to an empty bench~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The man has been more
alert in his time...like, any time at all. Ever, almost. He stops on a path,
pulling out a cigarette and lighting up. You don't get shit for smoking out
here. In the Sept may be a different story, but...
Jackie Argonis: ((~Services the roller~))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((S'all right. I think
it just hates me now.))
Jackie Argonis: ((It's taking turns with
everyone tonight. ~nods~))
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 6,10,5,5,2,
Laidan [PB 4]: ((It missed me. That's
all))
Joshua Coil: *He pauses, in mid-sip, as he
notes... well... a dog. And the girl he knows all too well. He frowns slightly,
though, as if unsure he's REALLY seeing anything.*
Laidan [PB 4]: She moves up behind Josh
and very gently lays a hand on his shoulder. "Hello Joshua."
Lurkette: (open?)
Joshua Coil: *He watches Aerin. Since...
well... Lai can't see him moving his head. He does, however, smile.* I thought
you weren't coming back.
Joshua Coil: ((Only if you're cute,
Lurkette. *waggles eyebrows* Joking!))
Laidan [PB 4]: She leans down, hugging him
from behind. "Of course I came back. I promised that I would."
Jackie Argonis:
d10: peek a boo: 1,10,7,6,4,
Jackie Argonis: ~She takes a look around,
and notes a couple of other people as she lowers carefully down onto the bench,
setting the laptop bag aside. The husky sniffs around some more, then trots back
to her and lays his nose in her lap~
Lurkette: (Cute?.... maybe, at least I don't make
dogs howl, but taken! lol)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Yes, open))
Joshua Coil: *He keeps the smile,
apparently deciding he likes it.* When, then? *He of course continues to watch
Aerin. But that dog. He KNOWS that dog. Ahh! Yes! They spoke briefly.*
Jackie Argonis: ((Sorry! ~L~ Half
distracted with Dukes of Hazzard.... ~G~ Open it is))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs deeply and
leans on his staff, reaching up to rub at his eyes. He's tired. Paranoia, as
always, is wearing on him.
Laidan [PB 4]: "Only a couple days ago. I saw Troy first, and then Eddie and the children and then I wasn't able to leave for a bit. They were worried I was leaving for a long time again." She finally comes around and carefully sits beside him. She's mildly thinner then before, but that's to be expected considering where she was for so long.
Joshua Coil: Aerin is here. We fought,
*he says with a nod.* He did not fight back for some odd reason. I can only
assume he was tired. *As if this is news.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: He drives close to the
entrance of the park, finding a place to safely leave the bike, turning his head
to his passenger, taking off his helmet. "Sure you want to try again? We might
run into 'el Asshole."
Jackie Argonis: ~She scritches at the
dog's head, glancing at Aerin not far down the path, one hand slipping into the
laptop bag and pulling out a plastic baggie with large chunks of jerky stuffed
into it. The dog's ears perk up, along with it's head, the tail thumping on the
ground happily. She opens the bag, and extracts a piece, then handing it over to
the very happy dog at her feet. He takes it carefully from her fingers, then
lays down to gnaw on the yummy goodness~ If you're tired sir, I can move to
another bench and let you have this one.
Madeline Dane: Madeline pulls her own
helmet off and shakes out her hair before running her hands through it to try to
push it back. "Yeah, but now we're in the right park. (( Because I'm lazy...
http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=1&pos=77
She's got the usual tight jeans, and the T-shirt is a bit more 'low key', an
image of a forest.with a crescent moon overhead and a pack of wolves drinking
from a lake. ))
Nathaniel Dikastis: (color switch)
Joshua Coil: ((Okay, so the lazy DD night
it is. *releases Lemu, God of all Lemmings* http://www.geocities.com/fangwulf/josh.html))
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Yeah, right, so
that's gotta stop the other 'el Asshole from bitchin' us out?" He takes
their helmets, and locks them in the saddlebags. He's wearing jeans with
Corbin's filtched Cult concert tee.
Jackie Argonis: ((~would probably get
lynched for dropping the full DD..... will be lazy too......~ Heh... if anyone
wants the full version, PM me. Otherwise, just go look. http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=1&pos=49))
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 9,3,3,5,5,
Joshua Coil: *He notes a bit of movement,
and he gets up, to move after the dog. As, well... Laidan seems distracted.*
Joshua Coil: ((Aka, her player is
having intraweb difficulties))
Madeline Dane: Madeline hooks Nathaniel's
arm after he locks everything up, better to look like she's with somebody this
late.
Laidan [PB 4]: ((*mumblemumble*))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 3,1,10,9,6,2,
Madeline Dane: "C'mon Nate, worst case, we
turn around and go work on some more lyrics."
Laidan [PB 4]: "Mm, Aerin is here?" She
finaly answer after a moment, as if her head in the clouds. She smiles and hugs
Joshua before rising. "I promise to be right back... no six month trips this
time."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A sigh, and he looks
around once more, before starting to move generally toward the Sept. THEN his
eyes find Laidan and Joshua, as well as Jackie, Madeline, and Nathaniel.
However, his gaze is drawn to one group. Joshua and Laidan. He stares, blinking
a couple times. Stunned, really.
Laidan [PB 4]: The eyes are the first
thing you notice, a piercing and unusual blue, that never seem to focus. Rather
obviously, the woman is blind. She's younger, maybe early twenties with long,
curly red hair that falls to about midback. She has pale skin, dusted with faint
freckles from the sun. She's dressed in a pale blue sundress and is barefoot, if
she can get away with it. A braided leather bracelet is around one delicate
wrist and though she's almost always smiling, there's an almost... distracted
air to her, as if she's not all quite there. ((Fianna PB 4))
Joshua Coil: Good, *he says idly, suddenly
fascinated with the dog.* I KNOW that dog.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((If you need my DD,
ping.))
Jackie Argonis: ~The dog's ears perk up a
bit, looking a round, though not letting go of the yummy goodness that is beef
jerky. She remains sitting, leg stretched out. She reaches over and digs through
the laptop bag again, falling quiet~
Laidan [PB 4]: She laughs softly, hugging
Joshua one last time before she rises and heads over to Aerin, a faint smile on
her face.
Jackie Argonis:
d10: per + alert: 9,10,7,9,6,
Jackie Argonis: ~Another glance around,
slipping the laptop out of her bag, eyes settling on... well everyone with those
suxx...... A wary but polite smile to each of them as the laptop gets slid into
her lap. The dog sits up, swallowing the last bit of jerky, and noses at her,
which in turn gets him another piece handed over~
Nathaniel Dikastis: "True enough, besides
you need to make some contacts with some folks still." He walks down the path
with her, his eyes moving around them as he notices people in the distance.
Madeline Dane:
d10: per/alert: 6,9,9,4,7,
Joshua Coil: *He can't help but watch for
a moment. He looks back up, and watches as Laidan walks away. He keeps his
distance, however.*
Madeline Dane: Madeline grins and waves
when she notices Aerin down the path, looking over the other faces around.
"Yeah, definately. Though one I know IS here."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He blinks a couple
times and then clears his throat, watching Laidan approach. "Uhh...hey." He
really does look just absolutely stunned that she's here. In his field of
vision. He might even think he's hallucinating.
Nathaniel Dikastis:
d10: Perc/Alert: 5,6,4,4,8,
Madeline Dane: ((Hey Rav, thanks for using
up all the crap rolls for us. :) ))
Laidan [PB 4]: While Aerin may be stunned,
Laidan isn't. A little cautiously (some Garou can be twitchy, even Aerin) she
wraps her arms around him and hugs him. "Hi."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He isn't sure, but
thinks he makes out at least one person he recognizes from this distance. He
notes her waving, "The family member you been tryin' to catch up with maybe?"
Jackie Argonis: ~Her eyes slide over to
Joshua as she opens the laptop, again with that wary but polite smile~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Yeah, if only they
were used up. Just watch for Aerin's next one. :P)) He actually jumps a little
when she touches him, and then flushes embarassedly, his arms wrapping around
her in a tight hug.
Madeline Dane: "Yeah, got a couple of
disks to give him." She pats her small purse, something she rarely carries.
Joshua Coil: *He cants his head slightly.*
Ahh... I apologize, *he says, realizing he is probably staring. He turns his
head. His voice... not exactly pleasant.*
Laidan [PB 4]: There is a hesitation when
he jumps, ready to give him space, but when he hugs her back, she hugs him just
as tight. Teasingly, gently, she murmurs, "Wee, I'm really here."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gives her a curious
look, "Eh... havin' to do with some important stuff?"
Jackie Argonis: Quite alright, if you get
too weird on me I'll just pepper spray you. ~She boots the laptop up~ Something
I can help you with sir?
Laidan [PB 4]: ((See, not wee >> ))
Madeline Dane: Nate: "No, just some music
I told someone I'd get him."
Joshua Coil: Ummh. Not really. *He
shrugs, and sips at his coffee.* I think... I have seen your dog around.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Wee would have been
just as good!)) He leans his head down on her shoulder, nodding a little bit and
murmuring to her.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Laidan [PB 4]:
"Thank you."
Joshua Coil: ((I just thought she got
excited to be back. *L*))
Jackie Argonis: ~She tilts her head at
him, then looks down to the dog, then back to him and raises an eyebrow~
Really.... where would that have been?
Laidan [PB 4]: Her head tilts faintly
as her hand absently strokes his hair in a motherly gesture. She's obviously
familiar with the man.
Laidan [PB 4] -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "...
what for?"
Joshua Coil: Around the park. I come
here... quite a bit. *He takes another look around.*
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 7,1,4,1,5,
Joshua Coil: *Nope! No one else! and
Laidan is now too far away for him to see. Nothing but the dog and the girl
around. Maybe she left.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Oh! You mean real
music discs. I thought you meant... oh nevermind." They start to near the
others, and the only one he recognizes now is Aerin.
Jackie Argonis: ~She shakes her head at
that~ I doubt it... this is the first time I've come to this one. Vain attempts
at finding a park without some freak on too many drugs somehow finding their way
into my personal bubble, I guess.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs a little
bit, mumbling. The normally very confident, man on a mission demanor is
gone...he's quiet and reserved, almost meek.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Laidan [PB 4]:
"Coming back. Being the one who has."
Joshua Coil: It's quite safe. Just odd
people who say they think they've seen you before here. *He nods. And he
blinks.* It's not a pick-up line, *he amends, as if suddenly thinking of that.*
In case you think it is. Because it's NOT.
Jackie Argonis: ~That gets her to crack a
smile, and a chuckle~ Don't worry about it. ~The dog perks up and sniffs in
Joshua's direction, a familiar scent there~
Laidan [PB 4]: She smiles a little,
nuzzling him briefly and gently murmuring.
Laidan [PB 4] -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I
promised I would come back. So I have."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Laidan [PB 4]: "Lots
of people have said that. You're...the first who has. So, umm...yeah. Thanks."
Joshua Coil: *He squats down.
Carefully. No sense in making the beast more nervous than he probably already
was. But he does not get too close.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs deeply and
responds to Laidan quietly, still hugging her.
Jackie Argonis: His name is Ghost. ~At
hearing the name, the dog looks at her, then back to Joshua, finishing the piece
of beef jerky, then sniffing in his direction once more~
Madeline Dane: Madeline pulls out a pair
of disks, about all that'll fit in that little purse. One's Label, the other
Burned. "Yeah, Liam and a couple other guys were music shopping. Told him I'd
burn him some... though I've got all of this one on my iPod, so... figure I'd
just let him have it."
Laidan [PB 4]: She continues to idly
stroke Aerin's hair in that motherly, affectionate gesture, that faint smile
still on her face as she murmurs.
Laidan [PB 4] -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
"You're welcome then Aerin. It is good to be back."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks over the
titles, "Cool, haven't seen Liam in a while." he drops his voice a bit, "I don't
think 'Tasha likes him much."
Joshua Coil: Ghost, *he says, in that
horridly scratchy voice of his. He rubs the back of his hand against the scar on
his throat.* Nice to meet you. I'm Joshua.
Madeline Dane: Nate: "Ouch... though, I
think I can understand why. Really different wavelengths there."
Jackie Argonis: ~The dog inches a little
closer, she reaches up and closes the laptop, then slides it over onto the bag,
just watching for the moment~
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Yeah, 'n thanks
again for helping me out the other night. I still think it she sees the
normal me, she's gonna make a quick exit out the backdoor."
Joshua Coil: *He does not meet the dog's
eyes, merely cocks his head. Trying to look nonthreatening. Probably doesn't
help with the Ragey types. He huffs slightly, and pushes himself up.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes a deep breath
and nods. A moment's hesitation, before he pulls back just a little bit, smiling
at her. "How've you been?"
Madeline Dane: "If she told you she didn't
like me while I wasn't there, you're right. Otherwise, give it a try."
Laidan [PB 4]: "Rather good, actually. It
felt... it was good to do what I did. I leanred a lot. It was slightly hard to
readjust to being... here. But there truly is no place I would rather be. It is
so good to speak to everyone again."
Jackie Argonis: ~The dog licks his chops
and scoots back next to Jackie's feet, she chuckles and shakes her head~ Some
fierce protector you are some days.
Joshua Coil: *He scratches behind one
ear.* I... should get going. It was nice to meet you, miss. And your dog. *He
nods.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: "She didn't have a
problem with you, but then she doesn't exactly see you the same way she sees me.
But..." Stepping up now closer, he nods to Aerin, but doesn't get too close,
since he seems a bit occupied at the moment.
Jackie Argonis: ~She tilts her head at
him, then nods~ If you could call that a meeting. ~She chuckles~ If I remember
correctly, meeting someone involves an exchange of greetings and names.
Joshua Coil: I gave my name, *he says,
with a blink. A frown.* Mostly... know faces, anyway. Next time I will forget
it. *He seems to ponder, and wrinkles his nose.* I apologize. That sounded
offensive?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit
and sighs, smiling. "Yeah, I know what you mean." He tilts his head a moment,
watching her. "It's so good to see you...wow. Umm. Lots to catch up on."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "When you have time, I
mean." He glances over, noting Joshua, then looking back. "You should go...talk
with Joshua. I imagine he missed you a lot, too."
Laidan [PB 4]: "I figured," she said
dryly, grinning a bit. "It has been months. Have you been alright?"
Jackie Argonis: You gave your name to the
dog, yes. If he's more interesting conversation for you, by all means. Feel free
to continue, I won't interrupt. And yes, that sounded quite offensive. I'm
Jackie, by the way.
Joshua Coil: *He nods.* Jackie. I will
remember. Err.. Try. *He frowns.* Try to remember. I will. Remember. *He
wrinkles his nose again.* Sorry.
Laidan [PB 4]: She leans up to hug Aerin
again, tightly. "I promise to talk soon. I missed you just like I missed many
other people."
Jackie Argonis: ~She chuckles, nodding to
him~ Not a problem..... I don't think.....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I know." He leans
forward and kisses her forehead. A very chaste gesture, and a show of
friendship. Family. He lets her go. "I'll see you later. Welcome back."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (room for one more?)
Jackie Argonis: ((Suuuuuuuuuuuuuure ~G~))
Laidan [PB 4]: "Thank you." She smiles to
Aerin before carefully stepping back and heading back over to Joshua.
Joshua Coil: Joshua, *he says, again with
a nod.* I'm... going home now. *He watches her. With an arched eyebrow. And then
turns, very quickly, to walk away.*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy rolls into the
park, hands shoved deep in his pockets. He gives an idle look up toward the sky
before keeping his eyes ahead of him, as not to skate into any pedestrians. They
hate that. (slap me if you need a dd)
Laidan [PB 4]: Or she has bad timing as he
starts to slip away. She tilts her head but smiles. "Goodnight Joshua."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 1,8,7,8,6,6,
Jackie Argonis: Alllllllrighty then. YOu
have yourself a good night there..... ~She slides the laptop back into her lap
and opens it again, tossing another piece of beef jerky to Ghost~
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gives Laidan a
curious glance as she moves off, then nudges Madeline, "Maybe now's your
chance..."
Joshua Coil: *He nods to Laidan.* See you
later, *he grunts, and goes in the direction of home. Weird people.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks opver as he
hears a skateboard, and watches Andy roll on in. His lips purse briefly, but
it's gone in a flash, expression straightening out to normal as he takes a lean
on his staff, watching the man.
Joshua Coil: ((Sleeps now!))
Andy Gallo [PB 2]:
d10: per+alert: 7,7,3,4,10,
Laidan [PB 4]: ((Night!))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Night! *Hugs*))
Laidan [PB 4]: She hums faintly and
settles on the bench Josh just was, that faint, almost absent smile still on her
face. Pale blue eyes stare out at nothing and and she just.... listens to
everything and everyone around her.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy catches Aerin out of
the corner of his eye, giving a slight frown down to the pavement and looking
away. He rolls idly in his direction but seems to be in no hurry to get there.
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Goodnight)
Nathaniel Dikastis:
d10: Perc/Lore: 8,2,8,9,
Madeline Dane: Aerin: "Hey big guy.. you
alright?"
Jackie Argonis:
d10: peek a boo: 1,10,3,7,2,
Jackie Argonis: ~The sound gets her
attention, and she looks up from the screen, but then looks right back down, her
fingers starting to tap at the keys~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over at
Madeline, blinking at her, then smiling a bit. "Hey...long time, no see. Yeah,
I'm okay. You?" He looks back at Andy and nods to him as he approaches.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: When he gets within a
couple of yards of Aerin, he rolls around the man, giving him a wide berth.
Circling in a bored motion, hands still shoved in his pockets. "Hey Aerin." He
mumbles tiredly.
Madeline Dane: "Yeah, I'm good. Ran into
one of your housemates the other day music shopping. Tony? Told him I'd get him
a couple of things." She holds up the music disks. One CD she burned, the other
Alan Parsons: Tales of Mystery and Imagination.
Laidan [PB 4]: The blind woman tucks a leg
under her, leaning back on the bench comfortably as she listens to everyone
around her.
Madeline Dane: Madeline chekcs out Andy
when he rolls up with a grin.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks to Andy and
gives him a nod too.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy nods to Nathaniel
but frowns over to Madeline noticing her checking him out. "Stare much?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: Aerin> "Hey, Sir." He
gives another curious look at Madeline. "I thought you said those were for
Liam?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hey, Andy. You look
like me after a typical night." There's concern there, but a bit of humor, too,
to try and crack a smile on his face. He blinks, attention snapping back when
Madeline mentions Tony, and nods to her. "Oh, cool. I'll make sure he gets
them." He reaches out to take the CD's.
Madeline Dane: Madeline winks at Andy.
"When it suits me. I'm Madeline."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, looking back
up to Aerin. "Just been a shitty past week or five. I'll get over it." He pauses
before adding. "Has kelsey bitched about me to you yet?"
Madeline Dane: She relinquishes them
easily. "Hope he's feeling better. He seemed a bit bummed." Nate: "No, they were
for one of the guys WITH Liam."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns, looking back
over to madeline. "Good for you." he inches away from the women. Because women..
in his experience are nothing but trouble. (and noteworthy, he's homeless, and
smells of boyfunk and cheap gin. he's by no means attractive)
Jackie Argonis: ~She leans back on the
bench Ghost standing once the jerky is consumed and puts his front paws next to
her, leaning in to lick at her cheek. She blinks a few times and looks over at
him, chuckling a bit~ Love you too big baby. ~One hand comes up and rubs his
head for a moment, then returns to the laptop~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Madeline." He shakes
his head to her, and glances to Nathaniel with a nod before looking back to
Andy. "Seriously. You want to talk?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Oh, okay, okay...
pardon me for gettin' it mixed up!" He raises his hands at her playfully.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy shakes his head no
to Aerin. "When I talk.. people get pissed off at me. It's cool." He shifts his
weight atop his board, staring down at his worn sneakers.
Knife: (y'all mind some
company from the world's friendliest Fenrir?)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (hey.. you don't play
kelsey.. *G* I don't mind)
Laidan [PB 4]: ((brb))
Madeline Dane: Andy: "I'm not gonna bite.
You just remind me of someone is all." Madeline prods Nathaniel in the ribs when
he raises his hands.
Jackie Argonis: ((Open scene, yessireee))
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy sighs looking back
over to Madeline then back to the path. Shifting his weight nervously.
Nathaniel Dikastis: (you don't really
want me to answer that in mixed company, do ya? lol) "Hey! Don't mess up the
perfect wrinkles in the tee!"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, I'm not other
people. Since when have I gotten pissed off at you?" His brow furrows, and he
looks at Madeline, frowning. "Madeline. Take the hint. Not now."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*the large Fenrir moves casually through the park
with no true aim or purpose. Perhaps he's seeking others as Garou are oft to do.
The road of a lone wolf is not one that is entertaining to walk*
Jackie Argonis: ~After a few more minutes
of typing, she closes down the laptop and slips it back into her bag, then hands
over one more piece of jerky to Ghost before sealing it and returning the baggie
to it's original place as well~
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Not ever.." he mumbles
under his breath before shrugging and looking up to Aerin. "It doesn't matter.
Really. I know you have more important shit to be taking care of."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks over at
Aerin, and tenses up, dropping the playful manner entirely.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
~casts summon lemmmings!~ Arn is a large man,
even by the standards of the Fenrir, he stands 6'5" and weighs in excess of 280
pounds. He could be considered attractive with a strong jawline, dark hair and
eyes, but such qualities are often spoiled by his air of arrogance and outright
superiority. He moves with a slow and deliberate stride, his gaze meeting that
of any who look his way, his expression set into an almost perpetual scowl.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 4,5,7,5,10,6,
Madeline Dane: Madeline blinks, really not
sure what she did, and slides her arm back around Nate for the time being. At
least it'll keep her hands out of trouble, if not her mouth.
Nathaniel Dikastis:
d10: Perc/Alert: 7,5,3,4,2,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over,
seeing Arn, and frowns a little bit. Yeah, this is just going to go fucking
LOVELY. Andy's comment draws his attention. "The offer is there, Andy. I've told
you...any time. Because there's little that's more important to me."
Madeline Dane: Madeline frowns as at
the 'not ever' comment, thinking things went really the wrong way.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "That's not what Kelsey
said. Kelsey said even she wasn't coming around your place lately. Because
you've been dealing with stuff and didn't need to be bothered."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He plops an arm over
Madeline's shoulders then, whispering, "So much for talkin' to family... you
want to go find us a bench somewhere?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he spots the others easily enough and moves in
their direction. He dips his head to Aerin for a moment as a show of respect
before looking over the others. His gaze lingers on Madeline and Jackie before
he turns his attention to Andy* Making trouble again eh Andy? *has no idea what
was being discussed he just figures the boy is up to mischief of some kind*
Madeline Dane: Nate: "Good idea."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]:
d10: hear whisper: 5,4,2,7,2,
Jackie Argonis: ~Once the other piece of
jerky is consumed, she stands, putting the laptop bag strap on her shoulder,
then taking up the leash once more and starting back for the gates with the slow
walk and the stiff left leg~
Laidan [PB 4]:
d10: per+alert: 3,4,6,5,2,8,3,
Nathaniel Dikastis: He doesn't notice Arn
at first, but glances to where Aerin looks frowning, and sighs, muttering, "I
have the luck of the damned...."
Laidan [PB 4]: She settles on the bench,
still just listeninga nd humming softly. The eyes are the first thing you
notice, a piercing and unusual blue, that never seem to focus. Rather obviously,
the woman is blind. She's younger, maybe early twenties with long, curly red
hair that falls to about midback. She has pale skin, dusted with faint freckles
from the sun. She's dressed in a pale blue sundress and is barefoot, if she can
get away with it. A braided leather bracelet is around one delicate wrist and
though she's almost always smiling, there's an almost... distracted air to her,
as if she's not all quite there. ((Fianna PB 4))
Madeline Dane: Madeline looks.. up.. at
Arn, smiling a bit when the gaze lingers.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy doesn't hide the
fact that he's listening to Madeline, frowning and looking back down to his
sneakers. "I shouldn't have come here.. My bad." he mumbles before looking up,
hearing Arn say his name. Andy shrugs with a non-existant expression. "Nothing
seems to change anymore."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He turns toward the
nearest bench, steering Madeline in that direction.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, well, everyone
seems to decide whether I can be bothered or not." He sighs and pulls a smoke,
lighting it.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, looking
over to Aerin. "I know how moody you guys can get. Considering what time of the
month it was.. I didn't want to chance it."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
You didn't honestly expect different did you
Andy? I heard your exploits reached the ears of...one of our aquaintences. *he
glances around at the others throwing Nathaniel a scowl for whatever reason*
Madeline Dane: Madeline isn't whispering,
or saying anything quietly.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He doesn't even look
in Arn's direction after the first glance.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Which exploit this
time?" He asks Arn, sounding entirely sincere. Curious to know what he'd done
this time.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Arn and
sighs. "Arn...you really have no regard for anyone's feelings, do you?" The
scowl to Nathaniel is noted, and an eyebrow raised.
Madeline Dane: "Maybe you were right...
just calling and setting up a place to drop those off would have been for the
best." As Nate steers her toward someplace to sit.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (sorry. nate whispered,
not madeline)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Your most significant one of course. *he laughs a
bit* She took it rather well, I was surprised. She took the anger you gifted
upon her and turned it outward upon....our foes. Lucky you.
Laidan [PB 4]: Her head turns slightly as
Madeline and Nate pass (provided they do pass her) but she simply smiles faintly
to them, nothing more.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He whispers to her as
they sit down, "Is that the only one of your family you know here? Maybe you
should hook up with Merc, talk to him."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy frowns over to Aerin,
almost a defensive look when he asks Arn his question. "What's your beef, Aerin.
He's just sayin.."
Jackie Argonis: ~She tilts her eyes over
to the collective of people, then keeps on going, heading back out the gates~
Nathaniel Dikastis: (They would pass her
no doubt, looking for a nearby bench)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he looks back at Aerin* Who's feelings are
injured? *he seems somewhat confused as to who he's trodded upon*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow on Arn
when he laughs. The expression is clear on his face: You think this is FUNNY?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy frowns and looks
down to his shoes. "I.. didn't mean to piss her off." He mumbles quietly. To no
one in particular.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "My beef, Andy, is
that he seems to enjoy kicking people when they're down. And I take issue with
that." He shrugs a little bit. "But you're right. My bad."
Madeline Dane: Madeline gives Laiden a
little wave and a "Hi" as they pass.
Laidan [PB 4]: ...Laidan does not respond
to the wave. Only because she's blind, not because she is rude in anyway.
Madeline Dane: ((and yes, I caught that
she's blind. Doesn't mean Maddy wouldn't still wave))
Nathaniel Dikastis: He leans close to her
ear this time.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Kelsey's a big girl, she'll survive I'm sure. *he
says with a shrug.* Who's down Aerin? Which of us is laid so low they cannot
rise?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy shifts his weight
atop his board. Keeping his eyes down. Quiet.
Madeline Dane: She slows a little.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He motions to
Madeline, and starts to sit down on the other end of the bench Laidan is on.
Madeline Dane: Madeline smiles when Nate
decides that being social is a good thing. Laidan: "Hey there, mind if we join
you?"
Laidan [PB 4]: It takes her a moment or
two to realize she's being spoken to, but she turns her head and smiles to
Madline and Nate, shifting so they have more room. "No, not at all."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(Andy in green is freaking me out haha)
Madeline Dane: Madelin grins and sits on
the bench as well. "Is it, ehh.. always like this around here?" Not asking
either of them in particular.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, Arn, it's cool."
He smiles a little. "Keep talking, and show you've got the observation skills of
a wet noodle." He smiles and pats the man arm in what's a rather patronizing
manner, then looks to Andy. "Lemme know, Andy. If and when you're ready, I'll be
available."
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Thanks, I'm
Nathaniel Dikastis, the lady here with me is Mdaeline Dane."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (*blinks* ummm...
alright. i could make him navy again if you want. was just feelin the green
today) He shuffles around some more before mumbling "Look.. I don't think I have
the energy to watch another fight tonight.. so like.. I'ma book, I guess.."
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Madeline. Sorry for
scrambling your name all to hell)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he snorts at the patting* Perhaps you believe
that others cannot find their own strength Aerin. Not everyone needs you to
mother them.
Laidan [PB 4]: "It's nice to meet you
both." One of her feet idly swings. "I'm Laidan."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(haha, I'm just being dramatic, no worries
Scarlet)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No fight," he says
with a smile to Andy. "It's cool. I'm just letting you know...when you're
ready." He smiles to Andy, and throws Arn a wink before making to head off
toward Laidan, Nathaniel, and Madeline.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy listens to Arn and
Aerin's bantering, an almost ashamaed look crossing his face. He starts rolling
back away from the pair.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks at Laidan,
as if trying to recall where he has heard that name before...
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
No one's battling Andy, there's no need to flee.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He turns around,
walking backwards as he addresses the big man. "No, Arn, I just believe that we
rely on each other. We don't mock each other. But hey, go your own way. See how
it works for you. Night." And with that, he turns around to head along.
Madeline Dane: "Pleasure is ours. And
here comes Aerin, guess he's done talking with those other two."
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Nice meetin' you
too..." Then he remembers, "You eh, wouldn't know a big dude by the name of
Mercury, would ya?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he shakes his head at Aerin again* Yes
mother-Thomas, your words are heard and noted.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy gains a defensive
expression. "It's not that.. there's just been so much bullshit going on lately.
It's getting to me. Makes me wanna crawl in a hole for a month or so."
Snow: ((Just to make sure, is it okay if I join?))
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Great by me :)
Laidan [PB 4]: "So it seems." She says
softly to Madeline, absently listening to Aerin's footfalls and the men talking.
She smiles a bit to Nate though. "I do. I have not seen him in some time
thought."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Arn gets a little
waggle of fingers in a wave thrown his way, without looking back, and continues
on to the trio.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he looks back to Andy* You can only control your
own actions. You do not need to let yourself be drawn in by those who would seek
to bolster their own reputations by assisting you with your...troubles.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(come on down!)
Madeline Dane: Laiden: "Ohh... need to get
him to give me another ride in the limo. That was fun."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy frowns. "His
reputation?"
Laidan [PB 4]: Curiously. "Limo?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: Mutters, under his
breath, something that sounds like "...mental...oh, yeah..." Then he is turning
to Laidan, and smiling, "Bet he'll be ticked pink then to see ya. He was talkin'
'bout ya not long ago, with some other.. mutual friends."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 7,6,1,6,8,4,
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Don't you know? You're someone to be saved from
the darkness. Perhaps you hadn't realized you'd fallen so far. *he's merely
teasing Andy but in the boy's state perhaps he won't realize that*
Laidan [PB 4]: She looks...rather
surprised at Nate. "... he was?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stops. Dead in his
tracks. And turns around, glaring a hole right through Arn. His jaw works a
couple times, and he starts walking toward the Brambles. "Arn. Come, now."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns. "Fallen
from what? Look if you're just going to talk in cryptic bullshit.. I think I'll
go crawl back to coney or somethin. I don't NEED anybody."
Madeline Dane: Madeline blinks as Aerin
does the about face. "Well, damn."
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Yeah. That name isn't
exactly one ya hear a lot, and eh... they were just sorta reminiscing, ya know?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Oh, it seems I'm being summoned. Be safe Andy,
don't let the tendrils of darkness grab so tightly around your heart. *he then
moves off to follow the Adren further into the park towards the secrecy of the
clearing beyond the bramble maze*
Laidan [PB 4]: She swings her legs again,
sighing faintly at something though she tries to smile. "Do you remember what
they were talking about?"
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She makes her way,
checking the cell phone, from the direction of the Sept for those that know the
area. Wearing a very nice sun dress, that fgalls to her knees, and a pair of
sandals. She holds a pair of long gloves in one hand, as she tucks the cell
phone back into the purse she has.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks too as Aerin
does an about face, and he sighs to Madeline. "Looks like the ace did it
again... so much for your luck, hun."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he looks over his shoulder at Andy* I was joking
Andy.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(to the Sept!)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy looks between them
and blinks at Arn's comment. Unsure of what to take literally anymore. He
mumbles "They can DO that?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Gone 2 Sept))
SEPT OF THE GREEN
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He pushes through
the Brambles, his face set hard in stone, jaw pulsing several times as he goes.
His staff his gribbed tightly enough in his right hand for the knuckles to be
dead white.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he follows the Adren beyond the bramble into the secret
lair of the City Garou. He keeps his distance from the man though perhaps unsure
of the Gaian's intent*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(color!)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Once he's in the Sept,
he moves to a bench, but doesn't sit. The end of his staff plants to the ground,
the man shutting his eyes and taking several deep breaths. "Sit down, Arn."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he does as bidden sitting down upon one of the
benches although at the very edge so that he may spring up at a moment's notice*
I know of Andy and Kelsey and their trials. Of Andy's...dalience with whatever
this Brice person is. You treat him as a child. He is ignorant of our ways but
coddling him is not the path to enlightening him.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, I imagine you
do know. And you think it's fucking funny, and is a good idea to mock him, and
slander me to him? Accuse me of trying to help him only to further my own
fucking reputation?" He glares at the man.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
I wasn't mocking him, merely letting him know
that not all is lost, there is no reason to wear such a defeated expression. He
is strong and willful...he will rise once more *he takes on a more serious tone*
The latter was merely in jest Aerin-rhya. Speaking to your penchant to seek out
hardluck cases and turn round their fortunes. I am contrite if you were
offended.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He regards the man
with hard eyes. "Arn, I want to ask you something. Do you think before you say
things?" It seems to be an honest question, loaded as it is.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Think of what? Of the tender feelings of those
who may crumple into a ball to weep at mere words? *he shakes his head* I am not
the villain you wish me to be Aerin-rhya. You choose your path to accept others
with open arms, such is a skill I do not possess, nor would I wish to. Your
approach is not wrong, but it is not my own, none who I've encountered and
forced to look inwards on themselves have crumpled into a heap. Those who I
encounter come out stronger for it. Even you...the Adren, mighty as you are, are
strengthened by your encounters with the Get of Fenris.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, sure." He
snorts. "No, think about this, you idiot. Andy is, by your own admission,
ignorant of our ways. And he obviously...VERY obviously...looks up to you in a
way that he doesn't anyone else. There's no Goddess-damned accounting for taste,
I guess. So why, in the FUCK, do you think he'll take something you say like
that as 'merely in jest'?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Do you believe him ignorant of our ways...or
ignorant in all things?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I believe he looks to
you as a mentor, and when you refer to us in a way that he's not familiar with,
he looks upon your word as gospel." He watches the man. "How many kin do you
have under your protection, Arn? How many have you EVER had under your
protection?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Fenrir kin do not require such coddling. *he says
matter of factly* You've a lesson for me, please, get to it. You believe that I
do not take heed of your words but that is untrue. I realize well that you would
not be an Adren if you did not speak wisely.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, you DON'T claim
kin? Huh, that's news to me." He snorts and shakes his head. "Consider this.
Andy just broke off a relationship with a Fullblood so that he could raise a
daughter with a human. A human who is unaware of our ways. That human may give
birth to a kin. That human has just been brought into contact with our world in
a very dangerous way...for her and for us. And you seem to be telling him what
he did is juuuust fine."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he shakes his head* You wish me to kill the
human then? Andy's choices are his own. He will not spill secrets or endanger
his cousins. He is not kinfolk to my tribe, I am not his keeper. Should I have
run in and put the condom on for him? *he scowls* What is it you wish of me?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, but since you
seem to have decided to instruct him, thus making it impossible for anyone else
to do shit to help, I expect you to tell him the implications of what he's done.
Of course, you'll just fuck that up and put it in a gloom and doom way that
makes him think we're all even more messed up." He sneers a little bit. "Don't
you realize how close that kid is to completely forsaking the Garou Nation
altogether? And yes, you ARE his keeper. You made yourself that when you
impressed him enough that he wanted to learn from you. Whether you wanted to or
not, it's your responsibility now, and if you're not ready for it, you shouldn't
have shown him anything at all. Now it's all on you."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he stands once more* I will look after the boy
then. Is there more?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes, one more thing.
If he runs from us, I'm holding you personally responsible." He nods. "We're
done, you can go."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
If he runs, he won't get far with the secrets he
asked to be shown, I assure you that.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow at
that, almost challenging. "And by that of course, I assume you mean you'll bring
him back and present him to the proper people to help him acclimate, admitting
your own failure?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he shakes his head* Perhaps you shall shoulder
some of that blame as well. It was not I who sought out the boy but he who came
looking for me with questions that neither you nor Kelsey would answer. You
underestimate Andy, you believe him to be a coward, I know better. And I will
prove such.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, I believe him to
be a man who is very lonely...isolated. Desperate to know where he belongs,
wanting people to accept him. And while he may be outwardly strong...he's not as
strong as you think emotionally. And every time you laugh at him, every time you
say something you think is in jest, you do more damage to him. You just can't
see it." He shrugs. "And explain to me how I'm supposed to teach a person who I
can't find. He stops by my place once every three months, has no phone, no place
of residence, and no pattern I can discern to his travels. I'd LOVE to teach
him. But he never comes to me, beyond the first time I ever started to explain
things to him. Am I supposed to tell him everything in one night?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he shakes his head* This not a debate of your
techniques. Your time cannot be filled with running around after a wayward
Strider kinfolk. *he looks towards the Bramble maze* He will find his place, he
is not Fenrir, but if I am the only one who can reach him. So be it. *he turns
and moves back into the maze the earlier "you can go" still holding sway as far
as the Fenrir is concerned* Good night Aerin-rhya, trouble yourself no more with
Andy's plight, your shoulders bear more pressing burdens.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Anything you do to
him when he runs, will be visited upon you tenfold," he says with a
frown, before he lets the man go...a few moments, before he follows him through
the Brambles. "And for the record...as far as Andy's concerned, this is not the
conversation we had. The conversation we had was about something between you and
me, which had nothing to do with him. Understood?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he doesn't respond to the threat but clearly
he's not frightened in the slightest* As you wish Aerin-rhya. *and with that he
disappears into to the maze intent on seeking out his charge*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(thanks for the scene Chief, twas entertaining as
usual per Aerin)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thank you!))
CENTRAL PARK
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Morgane, hun,
wait. Damn... everybody's in a mood tonight..."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns, shrugging to
Nathaniel. "I used to think the same thing. It's not nearly as fun as it
sounds.. trust me. A wise man once said.. pimpin ain't easy."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: Something flashes in her
eyes, and then it is gone, she pauses. "I was not after you, Andy. Not that it
is any concern of yours, I cannot be with anyone."
Madeline Dane: Madeline gets up when Nate
hollers at Morgane, figuring they're following Ady: "Yeah, what he said."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: ((Damn it *Turns off the
insert key* Add to the end. "Not that I would wish to be."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, looking
defensively over to Morgane. "Then.. maybe.. you should keep your hands to
yourself." He says quite matter of factly. Not trying to be offensive, but
obviously liking his space.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gives Andy an odd
expression for a moment, as if a shadow of memory slides through his eyes. His
tone is not really cool, more distracted for a moment, "Yeah, I know what ya
mean..." Morgane's statement makes him blink though, and the moment is gone.
"Hey, why don't we all just cool down a bit, huh? Things are gettin' sorta
deep..."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: Even all of her time in
the Sept getting closer to Gaia, doesn't seem to quell her new mood now. Her
back to Andy. "Perhaps you are right. And perhaps all of the rest of us who
can't keep their hands to themselves should be locked away, never to get in your
way either."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy nods with a look to
Nathanuil. "Things have been WAY too deep lately. I have some cash.. you wanna
get sloshed?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns over to Morgane.
"Alright.. I can't tell if you're mocking me.. or just being a bitch. But it's
really starting to irritate me."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He moves over to
Morgane, seeming to obviously understand what she means, "Hun, it ain't you,
okay, please believe that..."
Madeline Dane: Andy: "You are NOT someone
to gripe about someone else being a bitch tonight."
Nathaniel Dikastis: Andy> "Hell, right now
totally wasted sounds good."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns to Madeline.
"Fuck you." He mumbles and slowly rolls down the path toward the exit. "Last
call for alcohol. I'm out."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She is jerkely putting
on the gloves. "Does any of it seem to matter. One foot in and one foot out."
she shakes her head.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Oh shit... time out,
time out, time out! Jesus Fuckin' A... this whole thing just took a bad fuckin'
down south slide..."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he wanders back up the paved pathway moving at a casual
pace once more and then in Andy's direction when he spots the kinfolk once
again*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(color!)
Madeline Dane: Madeline blows Andy a kiss
at the 'Fuck you' statement.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He comes out a few
moments after Arn, running a hand through his hair. Seeming calmer, for the most
part.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Andy! *his voice is booming, and more than loud
enough to catch the kin's attention before he disappears once more into the
night*
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks longingly
after Andy at his remark, but he seems reluctant to leave the two females alone.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He narrows his eyes on
Madeline. "You're sluttin up the wrong tree there, chicata. I'm taken. Like..
tenfold or something. Why don't you go fuck with someone else, eh?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 4,9,5,7,4,2,
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She actually startles at
Arn's yell.
Madeline Dane: "That kiss was a 'kiss
off', you want to shoot your mouth, it'll get shot back."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy blinks over when he
hears his name called. Confusion crossing his expression. He pushes off and
starts rolling quickly in that direction. A chase, just in case it's urgent.
Nathaniel Dikastis: But, upon hearing Arn,
and the direction he is heading, he seems to decide quickly to not follow
the other kin right at the moment.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at the
group's way...oh, son of a bitch. He makes a motion like he's about to throw his
staff at a tree in frustration, but doesn't. Not fair to staff or tree.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he doesn't hasten his pace when Andy starts
moving back towards him. He greets the kin with a laugh* Making friends?
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Danny, come on... you
both need to cool off. Let it go."
Madeline Dane: Madeline flops back onto
the bench until Nate decides which way he's going.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Fuck this shit." He
shakes his head and walks right by Arn, nodding tersely to Andy as he
approaches, though he seems to be heading past Andy, not to him.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy chuckles darkly,
slowing his roll a yard or two in front of arn. "Yeah. Real lady killer. One of
these days it's gonna get my nuts in a vice. Or a set of teeth." He looks over
his shoulder to aerin, then back to arn. "So like.. what the fuck was that all
about? Everything straight?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks from the
upset Morgane, to the upset Madeline and sighs heavily again.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to Aerin in
return, confused at the situation.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He drops down the
bench for the moment, "Morgane, don't leave, okay? I don't think any of this
shit is meant against either of you."
Nathaniel Dikastis: (down on)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he looks at Aerin as the man moves past and then
back to Andy* Yes, everything is under control. It was a matter of no concern to
you, simply the movements of...those who would seek to do harm to our kind.
*meaning Garou obviously* What's...the deal with them? *he says speaking of the
others who Andy had been with*
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She quickly smooths out
her gloves, which go to her upper arms, clasping her hands in front of herself,
to keep her trembling hands from doing so. "I should probably be getting home,
before someone wonders where I am."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, looking
down to his feet. "Out of the girls? One chick has a staring problem.. and the
other doesn't understand the concept of personal space. The last thing I need is
ANOTHER chick feeling up on me. They got all pissy when I told them to ease up.
The dude's pretty cool though. We were about to get sloshed."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over to
Morgane, a brow slowly rising. He could conceivably be heading their way...he's
certainly moving closer. Of course, the gate isn't so far away, either.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Just say you were
with me, that way I'll get yelled at for keepin' ya out late."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She blinks at Nathaniel.
"I have seen a lot, although I accept his differences, he does not accept anyone
elses."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nudges Madeline
when he sees Aerin, "Ya want to try to talk to him again?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he laughs a bit* Nathaniel? That one is more
than he seems. He's another of my many fans I believe. *he looks over at Morgane
and then Madeline* Strange creatures. Come, forget about the rabble, there are
more pressing concerns.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She nods her head to
Nathaneil about telling the other's she was out with him. A nod to Aerin as he
heads somewhat in their direction. She attempts to smooth out the gloves once
more.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, content to
follow arn wherever he leads. He asks idly. "Why do so many people give you
beef?"
Madeline Dane: Nate: "He's an ass.
Personal or not."
Nathaniel Dikastis: Morgane> "Hun, who
around here does that really? The dude doesn't even seem to know what's out in
the dark has real teeth yet, or... maybe he does... maybe there's reasons he
doesn't like bein' touched." Again, for a moment, that odd tone in his voice.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
They believe that I will break you, because
you're so terribly fragile and weak willed. *he snorts* That..among onther
things *he laughs a bit as the move away from the others* Tell me something will
you? This girl Brice..aside from..what's transpired. Things are simpler with her
no? None of the...strangeness that surrounds those you've encountered here?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns. "Uhhhh..
well.." He leans over to whisper to the Fenrir.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He pats the bench
beside him, smiling at Morgane, then he can't stop a chuckle at Madeline, "Well,
you weren't exactly Miss Manners tonight either ya know. Hell, no body was...
must be some kind of late spring fever or somethin'. I swear for a place of
peace there's shit knee deep around here."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "No one accepts other
peoples differences." her head drops some. "Yes but getting past the reasons
Nathaniel, is what must be done, if not then you hide, and people cannot hide
forever."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little to
Morgane, watching Madeline and Nathaniel for a moment as he moves relatively
near their position. They don't seem to notice him, so he just shrugs and
continues on his way past them, toward the exit.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: Maybe she was speaking
of herself, but she speaks as if she knows.
Madeline Dane: Madeline smiles and gives
Aerin a wave when he nods to them.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he draws back and gives Andy a strange look*
That is...quite bizarre. Do you fear for her? *he asks quietly as they continue
to walk heading out of the park it seems but at a slow pace*
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "Aerin, might I speak
with you a moment?" she says polietly as he passes by,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stops when Madeline
finally notices him coming their way, and regards her for a long moment, before
nodding.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hmm?" He looks to
Morgane. "Sure. What's up?"
Madeline Dane: Madeline sighs and leans
back. "Well, this has been an inspirational night."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs. "I mean.. she
wasn't hurt or anything.. but yeah, I was worried. That creepy bitch was.. I
don't know. I don't trust her. And her messing with brice pisses me off. I don't
hit chicks.. but she came REAL close."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She smiles some to
Aerin, moving closer to him. A glance to Madelind. "Inspiration can be found at
the heart of places, or people." When she reaches Aerin side she drops her voice
to a mere whisper.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He pats Madeline's
arm, then whispers, "He's the only one of ya'll I know. Just speak up after they
get through, corner him... think you've waited long enough."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3] -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
"I am not sure who is training Andy, but he spoke almost too freely about things
earlier when you and the other gentleman walked off."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Well, if you require my aid I will do what I can
for you. *spoken in a matter of fact tone. He leads Andy off the path for a
moment* We must speak of something that I failed to mention to you the other
night when we spoke.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His head hangs at
whatever Morgane says, and he looks much more likely to throw something now, if
he had something beyond his staff. One does not throw one's oldest friend, even
when it's an inanimate piece of wood. "Oh, unfuckingbelievable! I just...I give
the fuck up." He gives a bitter laugh.
Madeline Dane: Madeline watches Aerin's
current mood, and then looks at Nate, wondering what he's smoking to think now
is a good time.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "There seems to be a
rash of it, since I have been back, come to think about it." she drops her head
some. "I appologize for the news."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He follows without
question. "Anything. What's up?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks back at
Madeline, and shrugs, voice still low, "Maybe there just ain't a good time with
this dude. Only real times I've got to talk to him were away from here."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs and plants
the butt of the staff on ground, leaning against it wearily as he nods to
Morgane. "Not your fault. Don't worry, I don't shoot the messenger. Thank you
for telling me." He looks over to Madeline and Nate a moment.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
What knowledge you've been entrusted about your
cousins Andy, you must keep secret, even to those who you would call friend or
lover. *spoken in a stern tone but not in a condescending fashion* What you know
of the park and those who call this place home...you must never share with those
not of the blood.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gives Aerin a
little wave with his hand, but keeps his other around Madeline, almost
protectively.
Madeline Dane: Madeline sighs and sits up
straight, giving Aerin a little smile. "Rough night?"
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She nods her head. "You
are welcome, even if the news was troublesome. I believe the other young woman
wishes a moment with you." another slight smile to Aerin, as she back off a few
paces.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow at that,
speaking slowly. "Uhh.. yeah.. I know you guys are all about respect and stuff..
but no shit doesn't QUITE cover that one. I've been told, thanks." He pauses,
then adds as an after thought. "Are you telling me this because you think I'ma
do something stupid and spill the beans to brice?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Rough
night...month...year...life." He shrugs. "Take your pick. What's up, Madeline?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he laughs a bit* I tell you only because I was
not sure if you'd been told such before. I trust you Mr. Gallo. I would not have
shown you what I did if I did not.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He stands then, and
moves off a little bit, to check on Morgane, since Madeline might want a bit of
privacy now that she is finally speaking with one of her tribe.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She looks over to
Nathaniel, and nods her head to the side some. Still holding her hands in front
of her. It keeps her from rachout not evewn though fear should do that for her,
indication she wants to say a few things to Nathaniel.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cracks a subtle
crooked smile, hands going back into his pockets. "Cool. So.. uhh.. was that
it?"
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: That same slight smile
to Nathaniel as he seems to read her mind, before she knows what she wants.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
It was, there is more to learn, but such can wait
for another day. The hour grows late..or early..perhaps we can "convince"
someone to sell us beer. *spoken as if that won't require any effort at all.
Most humans give Arn whatever he wants just so they can get the fuck away from
him as fast as possible*
Madeline Dane: "Well, Nate here's been
showing me around some... introduced me to a few people... but I'm starting to
see how litle I realy know. I mean... I've known I was pretty out of the loop,
but how far is starting to sink in...."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: His grin widens. "Read my
mind, man. Let's book." (and... i need to shleep.)
Nathaniel Dikastis: His arm starts to
go around Morgane, almost like a relex action, but he stops himself, and just
stands close to her, smiling, "You look good, hun, really good. Nice dress."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(sleep is good haha. G'night all!)
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Night! Thanks for the
scenage! Maybe these two can get smashed together another night! lol)
Madeline Dane: ((Goodnight, and sleep
tight. Thanks for hanging around.))
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (heh. sounds fun. thanks
guys)
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She watches Nathaniels
arm and gives him a soft smile. "It is okay, I will hold back temptation. Thank
you." she keeps her voice soft. "Craven decided it was time that I should get
out." she looks off some. "Father knwos all about what happened."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a little, and
smiles almost sardonically as his eyes move from Arn and Andy heading off, back
to Madeline. The Revolving Door of People named Aerin Thomas, ladies and
gentlemen. He nods a little bit. "Gotcha. If you'd like, I can help with that
some."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: ((Night!))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Night, you two!))
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Glad he finally
decided that" His voice drops, face suddenly concerned, "Shit..." He doesn't
take her arm, but he does take a step or two further down the path, his voice
lowering even further as they get more out of earshot. "What did he say, hun?
You okay?"
Madeline Dane: Madeline looks ...
surprised. I mean, things had been a little rough the past few minutes. She
smiles rather brightly then. "Yeah, I would. I'd like that alot..." Madeline
glances in the direction Andy and Arn left in. "And I'm SO not hitting on ANYONE
tonight... I really just want to know enough to not get myself or someone else
killed."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She follows Nathaniel
some. "This is my last chance, at everything. If he should hear one more thing I
have done to tarnish the family name, he will come here to deal with me himself.
He has not been my biggest supporter when it comes to the things I can do." She
keeps her voice soft her head slightly bent. "My time here though has, help a
lot." when she speaks of here she sounds like she is speaking about the park.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "What? He tryin' to
push ya to take a mate again? 'N biggest supporter? Hun, from what I understand
he never supported ya," his voice is a very low whisper now, "'N none of
this is your fault, but guess he gets second hand info, huh? But... I am glad to
hear bein' out here helped ya some. Damned time somethin' went your way."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "All right." He
nods. "Probably a good idea not to hit on anyone. I was trying to warn you, what
with the calling your name out a couple times and the 'Not now'...Andy's just
had some pretty serious relationship issues. So someone hitting on him...not
good."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "I doubt he wishes me to
take and get married anytime soon. I have a feeling he now wouldn't wish my
blood to mix with anyone else, and I can hardly blame him for that." a wry smile
to Nathaniel. "That was my polite way of saying he doesn't support it, at all,
and that should, my -unnaturalness, show again he will -deal with me. There is
no doubt that he is getting his information from another source, but who that
is, I do not know." she nods her head. "Yes, I took some advice, and came to the
heart and ju8st opened myself up to taken in her wonder."
Madeline Dane: "I wasn't... and I'm not
exactly sure how you and him got the idea I was yet... didn't realize that was
why you were saying it. I mean, if I was going to hit on someone, I'd take my
arm out from around the cute guy I walked in with first."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nods, and then
smiles, expression softing some as he listening to her, voice still low, and now
a distance from the others, "I don't agree with the bad blood shit, but glad
he's off your case for now about the marriage bit. 'N yet, I told ya that it
could help if ya got closer to her. Most of the time she's about the only thing
that keeps the darkness outta me.. in more ways than I can explain."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She nods her head. "It
was not as if I wasn't taking your advice, I took anohter's and ~touched~ the
heart of her." even though their voices are low she whispers something to him.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinked, then
realized what she said, and his eyes widen, "Oh hell... haven't been that
close since... well, since the rite in Egypt. But I understand, hun, it's really
somethin'. Glad someone else come up with the idea too... sorta double decked ya,
huh?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs a little.
"He's senstive about it. Sorry, I just...people have a tendancy not to notice
the things they do. You checking him out...and winking to him when he was
stand-offish. I know it may not have seemed it, but it was a bit much for him."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "Double decked?" she
asks slightly confused by that mjeaning. "But yes it is sort of amazing, and
although the memories do not fade, they are easier to deal with at times.
Despite my occasional bad nights when I wake the neighbors."
Madeline Dane: "That wasn't why I ...
nevermind. You don't have to worry about it, I'll leave him well enough alone
next time."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He chuckles, "That
means well... in this case, it means that two people were tellin' ya the same
thing, which sorta doubled the strength of the words 'n all." He frowns at
hearing about the dreams. "That thing they made ya ain't helped none?"
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She nods. "In a way yes,
but in another it means oh so much more trouble as well." she gives Nathanile a
look like 'should other's find out'.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "You know when something
has happened to you and you dream about the experiance, later on? I believe that
it is helping. It is not ment to stop me from still having my own dreams
though."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nods to her quietly
about her first statement, then seems a bit lost on her second, "Eh.. okay... it
ain't like I knew how it was supposed to work anyhow, 'cept to hopefully help ya
some."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs and looks
down. "I know...sorry, I'm not trying to tear you down. Just...letting you know
what happened and why."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "From what I am to
understand, to stop him from contacting me." she raises a gloves hand to his
shoulder. "It is okay, There is still a lot I do not understand either." she
frowns some. "Craven is one thing I am having a difficulty understanding. Do you
know how things with him and Andrea are?"
Madeline Dane: "Yeah, I understand.
Thanks. But to be blunt, if he's that sensitive, it was inevitable." As if she
can be anything but blunt.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He sighs abit, then
shakes his head, "I know Andy's back in town, but ain't got the chance to talk
to her yet. I've been helping Danny out a lot lately, 'n ya know with other
stuff, I ain't been around the house much."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's not that
sensitive. Just lately." He shrugs a little bit. "Been though a rough time."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She nods her head. "It
is okay, Nathan. Things come up a lot. I was just concerned over the stability
of their relationship." a soft smile to him.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He sighs again, "Hun,
they ain't got one, well, except for well..." He doesn't talk this stuff with
Morgane, so he is at a loss how to explain this to her. "They are still close, I
mean, they got Nadia together."
Madeline Dane: "Great. I'd repeat one of
Nate's comments, but I hit him in the arm for it so if I'm gonna do that, he
needs to be here to pop me back."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles a
little and nods. "Fair enough."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: And she blinks, her hand
droping from Nathaniels arm. "Oh. They arn't.....? Anymore." she shakes her head
slightly. "He doesn't have a ...." her voice drops. "Mate?" her head tilts to
the side.
Madeline Dane: "So.. they eh... teaching
and learning thing... when should we start? I mean, I don't think tonight is a
good night. Rough for you, and I gotta start geting ready for work soon..."
((and think both of us are about ready to crash))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit.
"Whenever you're ready, Madeline. You still have my number, right?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Eh... well...
they..." Oh hell, if he could still blush he would, but his skin does darken as
he tries to explain it to Morgane. "They are still sorta... together...
sometimes... or were... but... not like they were before. Shit, I'm manglin' the
hella this explanation, ain't I? I ain't sure of how things might stand now,
'cause I ain't talked to her lately, but just know of how it was before she
left."
Madeline Dane: Madeline pats her hip where
she has her phone. "Yep. If you weren't here tonight I was gonna call to get
those disks to your freind."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: She actually rolls her
eyes. "They were having sex, but not Married as it were." she bites her lip. She
does not blush at all, then pats his arm again. "It is okay I have seen too much
lately. I must think on some things. I will see you later? I should head back
before I get tired and fall asleep, you understand." a soft smile to him.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He chuckles, then
nods, "Well hell, I coulda just said it if I thought it wouldn't bother ya..."
He frowns abit then. "I... I would rather see ya home, but eh..." He glances
back over his shoulder to Madeline. "I give Danny a ride here 'n all, 'n don't
wanna leave her stranded. Hey, I could see ya both home, taxi or somethin', then
take the subway back to get the bike, no biggie."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit.
"Just give me a call when you've got free time. We'll set something up."
Madeline Dane: Madeline grins at that.
"Cool. I'm looking forward to it."
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "If you would prefer
that, that is fine." she tells Nathaniel about the ride. "Yes well, some things
have changed, I am sorry I made you uncomfortable."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Awesome." He nods a
bit to Madeline, then sighs. "Well, I should go...I'll talk to you soon, okay?"
Madeline Dane: Aerin: "Definately. As soon
as I get the chance to bug you."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He shrugs if off, "You
don't ever make me feel that uncomfortable, hun, that's why I love talkin' to
ya." He glances over to where Madeline and Aerin seem to be winding down.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Sweet." He nods to
her and smiles. "Say goodbye to Morgane and Nathaniel for me...and I'll see you
later. Goddess's Grace, Madeline." And he turns to leave.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: "That is always a good
thing. Why don't we walk back over to show that we are done with our
conversation?" she suggests heading back over to where Madeline and Aerin are.
Morgane Kristanovich [PB3]: When Aerin heads off, if
she can she waves a goodnight, instead of yelling out one, to him.
Madeline Dane: "See ya big guy."
Madeline leans back and gets all nice and comfortable, content. She starts
tapping on the bench with her fingernails, short as they are, in tune to some
song in her head.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A brief wave to
Morgane & Nate, before he's gone. ((Thanks, guys!))