Malachi Sinclair [PB 3]: He continues to
silently listen to the trio, offering nothing at the moment.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmm...I'd
suggest you let Gavriil handle that particular investigation. I'm not sure I
match the fine china you undoubtedly have somewhere in your home." He chuckles.
"And that's one political landmine I'm not in the mood to touch, thank you. But
you may wish to be careful what company you bring that thought up in, snowdrop."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She nods to him, remembering something else
someone had told her. "I do try hard not to sally the b...his name around."
Gavriil Kazimir : (sorry connection went
wonky)
Gavriil Kazimir : *he actually agrees with
Bliss strangely enough* If..you're in need of aid Claire..with anything..you
need only ask.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm not sure
how your family so alienates the kin it should most treasure. I would offer you
my home should you have need of one, but I think that Gavriil might strangle me
for that. So I will ammend that offer to a rather less gallant call if you need
me." He offers her a business card.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: (NP)
Gavriil Kazimir : There are others beside
myself who would not look kindly upon you offering her a place to live. Despite
your...noble intentions.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She graciously takes his card. "Thank you, Bliss.
And I'm already in debt to some benefactors of my family actually....but I do
appreciate your very kind and gracious offer."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "My home is
open to all of our Gavriil, regardless of who is offended that I will not be
spiteful and petty as they are."
Gavriil Kazimir : *he snorts* Please. We
will take care of our own. We do not require your assistance.*By we he means
Silver Fangs of course. His tone is even but his temper has been stirred a bit
that's fairly obvious*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He chuckles. "I
hardly charge for my services." [All of our KIN, Gavriil.]
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She touches Gavriil's arm, almost protectively of
him. "I'm sure he meant no harm after all....it's refreshing to hear another
Tribe's perspective on their kin...and kind words are ones that I enjoy hearing
as much as how beautiful I am."
Gavriil Kazimir : (no worries I read it
with Kin in there even if it wasn't haha)
Gavriil Kazimir : *he looks down at
Claire's hand her fingertips cool against his skin. He relaxes a small bit*
There's no need to play peacemaker, my Rage is well checked. *he looks more
towards Claire now* Your..efforts are appreciated though. *his tone and
expression soft when he looks upon her*
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She smiles back up to him, them looks to Bliss,
to be sure that things are cool all around.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Right. Which
is how Catie came to live with me after you and the rest of this sept so failed
to aid her that when I offered her my protection she accepted that offer....
You'll not win this argument with me, Gavriil. I've seen too many kin damaged by
the Tribe who should have protected them to believe any sweeping assurances to
that effect of anyone. My duty to Gaia is to protect our kin. Not simply my kin,
but all of them. The offer stands. If you can give her what she needs, she will
never come to me and you have nothing to fear."
Malachi Sinclair [PB 3]: "I will say
goodnight." He bows his head, and makes to leave.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He doesn't seem
angry, perhaps a little bitter, but certainly not about to lauch himself at
Gavriil. His bitterness doesn't even seem to be directed at Gavriil,
particularly.
Gavriil Kazimir : Are you challenging the
ability of the Silver Fangs to protect their kin? If so speak plainly. We will
see the Master of the Challenge.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Goodnight." He
offers Malachi a card as well. "We should talk sometime. When I'm not continuing
to make friends with Gavriil." He smirks slightly on the last, but there is a
hint of affection in his tone.
Malachi Sinclair [PB 3]: He takes the card,
exchanging it with one of his own. "Of course. I look forward to it."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"What I've gathered...things have changed with
the new Grand Elder...so maybe the problem that existed is gone now. I think
that Gavriil will help me if I can be humble enough to accept the help...of him
as well as others. It is hard...I am trying to strike out on my own. And I don't
like handouts exactly."
Malachi Sinclair [PB 3]: He makes his way
out. ((Night!))
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm saying
that when you failed to offer your protection to Catie, I did. And I know that
because I asked her, quite seriously, if she had anyone in her Tribe to whom she
could go, or who had so much as offered to help her. And there were none. She
has your protection now, but she did not when I took her in. You cannot dispute
the past, Gavriil. Even if it was not for long, she did not have your support.
Your presence in the city was not so strong then, nor were you here. Do not look
for insults when I'm not offering them."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nods to
Claire. "If I did not think you were well enough protected, I would have made a
very different offer, snowdrop."
Gavriil Kazimir : *he narrows his eyes at
Bliss* I do not see shadows where there is no light. To speak of past deeds with
scorn is the same as accusing us of such this very day. You cannot shroud
yourself in a blanket of what's past is past. You speak ill of the Silver Fangs,
in past or present, do so openly. We will settle the dispute in the same
fashion.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She pats Gavriil's arm gently, before deciding
she should let go.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((You know...I
don't think this scene has enough potential conflict. *Winks* Open?))
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((Yes...come on in.))
Gavriil Kazimir : (indeed)
Shadow's Blissful Silence: His eyes roll.
"Gavriil, you remind me of myself when I was younger. And I am truly hopeful
that your understanding that your family is not without flaws comes more gently
than mine." There no purring in his voice, and without the showy flair he sounds
tired and shockingly gentle. "I've no quarrel with your kin. I've taken in
others, not simply Catie, from those in whose Tribes I have found things to
deeply admire. No mortal is wise at all hours, Gavrill. I offer to our kin what
I hope that should my family fail, others would offer to my kin. I've no
illusion that at times that aid would be more than appropriate."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: [But, but,
but...Aerin will make Bliss so much less sharp-edged and bitter..... *L* Come on
in.]
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The Child of Gaia
makes his way into the Sept, taking a deep breath as he does. Usual garb, usual
staff...usual Aerin, if there is such a thing. He has his hair ubound tonight,
and seems...generally relaxed. Ish. For him, that's as good as it gets. His ears
perk up at the sound of voices, and he makes his way toward them.
Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
[And Aerin will pick up on it almost immediately
- Bliss actually likes Gavriil. Thinks he's a hard-headed git, but does actully
care about him.]
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((Claire's wearing white sleeveless V-neck shirt
with silver embroidery, white shorts, sandals--all designer, with hair braided
down sides like pigtails. Youv'e seen the web page so won't link it.))
Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
[And Bliss' idea of an outfit today is white and
silver knee-high laced boots, white vinyl pants, a pearlized white shirt, and
peacock feathers in his hair.]
Gavriil Kazimir : *he balls his hand
into a fist and then relaxes it slowly as Bliss speaks* Our flaws are our own to
manage, our own to heal. We require no help from those who would cloak
themselves in Shadow. If you aim to stand in the light, do so, that is not where
we quarrel. Silver Fang kinfolk will be cared for by Silver Fangs. Make no
further allusions otherwise and our dispute is at an end. I've no wish to do
battle with you, I am no warmonger, but I will not stand by while the fitness of
my tribe is called into contest. I respect your rank Shadow's Blissful
Silence-rhya, but I do not respect words condemning our ability to care for our
kin. Such is untrue, and I will prove it if called upon.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A brow raises as he
notes Bliss and Gavriil in conversation, as well as the new face at Gavriil's
side. He stays quiet as he approaches, saying nothing, just taking up position
at the Shadow Lord's side and reaching up to smooth a hand over his hair.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She takes a breath at their words. Wanting to say
more, but knowing it's best to stay out of it.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Well, he WAS staying
quiet, until Gavriil spoke. He chuckles at that, though there's maybe a hint of
something less amused under the chuckle. An edge below the humor. "Making more
challenges, Gavriil? I was wondering when the next one would come. You're
falling behind your monthly quota."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She can't take it any longer. "He couldn't help
himself over my beauty."
Gavriil Kazimir : *he dips his head to
acknowledge Aerin's Rank. He looks up at the man but not into his eyes* You
would do the same if the fitness of your tribe was questioned Aerin-rhya.
Gavriil Kazimir : *he blinks a few times
when Claire blurts that out. He looks over to her and raises an eyebrow. If she
aimed to difuse the sitution by confusing him..it seems to have worked quite
well*
Caroline McGregor: *Strollling through the park and
into the Sept.*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I think you
failed to note that there was no condemnation of your Tribe, Gavriil. My
statement was that as whole we fail our kin. To cling so tightly to the thought
that at this point any of us can stand alone is insanity. We must fight this war
as one or will fall." It's still that gentle, tired voice. He sighs heavily.
"I've no wish to battle either."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He seems about to
respond to Gavriil before Claire speaks, and then he looks over at the woman,
smiling a bit. "No doubt he couldn't. That, at least, I could understand." He
nods to Claire. "Good evening. I'm Aerin Thomas, of the Children of Gaia. Who
have I the pleasure of meeting?" Acting strange? You can bet so. Not often you
see formality and etiquette from the Gaian.
Gavriil Kazimir : *he simply nods to
Bliss* Our quarrel is at and end then. *he's certainly not going to admit that
he might have misinterpreted what the man was saying*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Aerin, we're
not fighting. He misunderstood my intent. Please leave him be." He rubs his
cheek over Aerin's shoulder. "Besides, this is the point where you cash in bonus
tickets for getting me to the point where my response to that had nothing to do
with turning that into a debate about who the rightful rulers of the Garou
Nation were."
Caroline McGregor: *Voices and people. She heads
their way.*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "You are quite
beautiful, snowdrop. I've no contest to that." He looks her over, considering.
"Perhaps I should call you Juliette instead. I rarely change people's names, but
in this case, it might amuse me."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"It's really all my fault here....but it's okay,"
she says, all smiles. "I am Claire Haviland Carrier, Great Granddaughter of
Willis Haviland Carrier, the Father of the Air Conditioning Industry, a kin to
the Silver Fang," and changing her introduction slightly she can't help but add,
"And I'm very single and beautiful."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Miss Carrier." He
smiles and bows his shoulders a little bit, head inclining as well. "Truly a a
pleasure. And the last there, I dare say, goes completely without need to say."
Gavriil Kazimir : *he falls quiet now as
Claire and the Adren exchange pleasantries. He's more relaxed now but the whole
of the tension has not yet left his body. His posture is still rather ridgid and
despite his fairly calm demeanor his Rage is still a bit stirred*
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
d10: emp gav: 4,8,7,8,5,6,
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"Nice to meet you Aerin. You can call me Claire.
Or looks like I have a new name too. Juliette. That sounds pretty too."
Caroline McGregor: *A pleasant smile as she
approaches.* Evening everyone.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Aerin...are
you possessed?" Done with the serious talk, the purring tone is back, and as he
moves so he can lean back into Aerin with a demonic grin, he's very much the
careless Ragabash who made introductions earlier.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((Points up at what Claire's wearing....web page
beacause I'm tired and lazy: www.obsidianroses.com/claire.htm))
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"Hello," she greets Caroline, moving in closer to
Gavriil again, an arm sliding into his and giving him a gentle pat on the arm.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Claire. It's an
appropriate name, I think. It means brightness. A light." He looks at Bliss with
a raised brow. "Possessed? What, I can't show proper respect to a lovely new
acquantance?" He grins a bit and shrugs.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She grins a bit at the compliment; its hard for
her not to.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over to
Caroline and smiles to her. "Good evening, Caroline."
Gavriil Kazimir : *he looks over at Claire
when she slides her arm into his. And in front of the two men telling her how
beautiful she is. He remains quiet but when he looks at Claire his expression is
one of gratitude and perhaps relief. She certainly isn't his, but her showing
that she's a Silver Fang pleases him. *
Caroline McGregor: How are people tonight? *she
asks, most seem at least to be enjoying the night.*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nods to
Carrie. "Caroline."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She looks pretty happy all around, and isn't
letting go of Gavriil's arm any time soon.
Gavriil Kazimir : Ah, another of my arch
enemies. *he says as a greeting to Caroline* How are you Miss McGregor?
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Um...." He
wriggles into a position so that his head is under Aerin's chin, which only
leaves Aerin suporting like 3/4 of his weight. "Maybe...."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm wonderful,
as always. You?"
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((Back shortly. I'll log out just so as not to
make people drop. For now Claire will be unusually quiet, deep in thought, on
Gavriil's arm.))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I'm excellent,
Caroline, thank you." He nods to her, and looks back at Claire and Gavriil,
smiling warmly. Gavriil's joke to Caroline gets a chuckle. "The never-ending
list grows, I see?" The jibe is said with no inherant malice behind, more of a
joke.
Caroline McGregor: *She smiles a polite smile at
Gav.* I'm fine, and you?
Gavriil Kazimir : What can I say, my
charismatic aura knows no boundaries. *spoken to Aerin in an even tone although
it's likely a joke. Gavriil isn't exactly one for stunning deliveries of humor*
Gavriil Kazimir : *he looks back at
Caroline* I am well. *clearly Caroline and Gavriil are the best of friends!*
Caroline McGregor: An arch enemy? I've been promoted
then. *she'd missed the joke until Aerin laughed.* I'm not too bad, Bliss,
though perhaps not wonderful, still, well enough.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins at Gavriil's
comment. "And here I thought it was your finely-honed skill with words that got
people to your side. You have such the talent for endearing people to you so
easily with them."
Gavriil Kazimir : I aim to please. *he
says to Aerin with a quiet huff that is probably a half released laugh*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nuzzles
under Aerin's chin, more playfully than cuddly so there's a bit of forece to the
gesture.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Gav): 9,2,2,2,8,8,2,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((If only I were
playing 7 card stud...))
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((hehe...well, Claire's pretty good at the emps
on him too tonight.))
Gavriil Kazimir -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
~he's a bit more set at ease than he was before. Perhaps actually having
benefitted from the joking. He seems to be quite pleased to be standing with
Claire, perhaps proud that she's standing with him while the other two were
fawning over her. His usual aura of arrogance is well in place but not on as
visable a display as it normally is~
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She remains quiet, coming out of her little
daydream.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He just smiles.
"Yes...so I hear, Gavriil." He winks to Gavriil and looks to Claire. "Certainly,
to have you on his arm, he must have some sort of indefinable allure. I wish I
knew his secret." He chuckles softly and nods to the two Silver Fangs.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She gives a playful little smile to Aerin. "Oh if
you only knew....then I'd have to....never mind," she jokes.
Caroline McGregor: *Aerin's compliments to Claire
earn him a double take.* Who gifted you with the smooth tongue tonight? *Maybe
this is Aerin's charming, more articulate twin. And Bliss is so unBlissy too.
It's almost eerie.*
Gavriil Kazimir : *he watches the others
passively. This is a strange situation he muses to himself. Quite strange*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Carrie and
smiles a bit. "Caroline...just because I spend most of my time in business mode
coordinating scouting missions on Wyrm-ridden schools doesn't mean I can't speak
with a civil manner." He smiles at Bliss's nuzzle and continues petting his hand
over the Shadow Lord's hair, at the lower part against his back.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a bit,
ruefully, and nods to Claire. "Maybe some day, I'll be lucky enough to find out
and gain that quality."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She just listens. Perhaps she's starting to wind
down finally.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Speaking of
which, bravo on the distraction." To Caroline. Amazingly.
Caroline McGregor: *She shakes her head and smiles,
chuckling a bit.* It's not that..it's just that you're so suave and charming
tonight.
Caroline McGregor: Glad to be of help. *spoken to
Bliss.* Though I think I showered for a solid 2 hours afterwards. *a little
shudder.* Nasty piece of work those two.
Gavriil Kazimir : *he gives Claire a very
light tug on her sleeve before he moves to resume sitting upon the ground.
Everything has turned casual, sitting reflects such an attitude better than
standing he thinks*
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmmmm...yeah,
I've had that kind of run."
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She sits down with him, yes with her white
shorts.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
Maybe she really does know when to speak and when
not as she sits there listening and inwardly grinning about something.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He remains standing
when the the Silver Fangs sit down...a bit of a raised brow at that, before he
gives a disarming smile to the two. His attention turns over to Caroline. "You
did incredibly well, Caroline. We're in your debt. Truly, couldn't have done it
without you."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Claire): 5,9,3,8,4,7,7,
Gavriil Kazimir : What're you so happy
about? *he asks Claire with a quiet laugh. His tone is friendly, he's not trying
to rain on her parade, although he is notorious for doing so with others*
Gavriil Kazimir : (hahaha, I bet that the
next time Rav goes to roll Per+empathy in a tight spot he gets 1,3,6,1,2,3,9)
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Aerin gets
another nuzzle before he slides down to sit as well, still leaning into Aerin,
just curled up at his feet now. Standing is so overrated.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3) -> Aerin Thomas
[PB 3]: She's very pleased about pretty much
diffusing a potentially bad situation here and the fact that she's helped
Gavriil. Plus she's eating up all the attention to her beauty.
Caroline McGregor: *She nods an emphatic agreement
with Bliss before answering Aerin.* I'm glad we could give you time in there. I
hope we have something concrete to work with.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"Oh, just happy is all."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Hush, you! *Smacks
KF*)) "I'm sure we will, once we get all the information sorted out." He nods to
Caroline, and then looks around. Well, to be the only person standing wouldn't
be right. He doesn't sit, though he does drop to a comfortable crouch, sitting
in his heels as he sets the symbol-laden staff gently on the ground next to him.
Caroline McGregor: *The out of sorts feeling that
had driven her out of her apartment returns, filling her with restlessness. she
glances off intot he darkness and then back at the others.* I think I'm going to
continue my walk. You all take care.
Gavriil Kazimir : *he glances towards
Claire and again and smiles ever so briefly. He glances around towards the
others as if he's taking their measure. He eyes Caroline for a long moment, his
gaze appearing envious just for an instant*
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
d10: emp again: 7,9,7,7,2,2,
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Hey. You don't
make good furniture that way," Bliss mutters before sprawling out full-length
over the ground in front of Aerin.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((KF's getting used to this with me *grin*))
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : ((Room for one more?))
Caroline McGregor: *She notes Gav's look, but, not
being particularly empathic, at least not tonight, she misses the weirdness in
his eyes.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((I'm cool with it.
C'mon in!))
Gavriil Kazimir : (eww! Not Kelsey!)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods to Caroline
and smiles to her. "Well, then...until later. Goddess's Grace, Caroline. Luna
guide you."
Caroline McGregor: *She smiles at the blessing.*
Thank you, Aerin. You take care, you too Bliss. Gav, Claire..have a good night.
*and she heads out.* (ni i all)
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She'd avoided people for
the last couple nights, coming in to the apartment when she had the best chance
of everyone being asleep, taking a quiet shower and taking off again. Tonight,
apparently, she'd decided she'd had enough of the self-imposed solitude and came
into the Sept. Hearing the voices she walks towards them. She's left her hair
down, blonde locks hanging loosely over her shoulders. She's wearing the usual,
worn jeans, a plain t-shirt, sneakers. She does have the skateboard with her but
it dangles loosely from her arm. She nods, quietly to anyone who looks her way
as she walks up.*
Gavriil Kazimir : Good night Caroline.
*spoken quietly*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : ((*sniffles, cries*))
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Night,
Caroline. Thunder guard your steps."
Gavriil Kazimir : (hahahaha. I was kidding
of course)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over his
shoulder to Kelsey, smiling warmly as she approaches. "Good evening, Kelsey. How
does the night find you?"
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She nudges Gavriil gently, arm still in his. "I
was wondering if we could talk a little bit before I need to go home," she says
quietly to him.
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She shakes her head a
little at Aerin's question.* You?
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Kelsey? He
rolls over and waves to Kelsey with a little grin before he settles back down.
Gavriil Kazimir : *he nods to Claire*
Sure...shall I see you on your way then Miss Carrier?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a bit at
Kelsey's demeanor, and gives a comforting smile to her. "I'm doing well." He
looks from the Get over to Gavriil and Claire. "Leaving?" It would almost appear
he was a bit...disappointed.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She smiles to him, nodding, finally letting go of
his arm as she gracefully gets up to her feet. There's a little bit of dirt on
her white shorts and she starts to brush at it vigourously to get it off.
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
d10: emp Aerin: 9,2,3,3,9,2,
Gavriil Kazimir : *he glances towards
Aerin as he moves to stand* My apologies Aerin-rhya. Have you further need of
our presense(sp?)?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Manip+Subterfuge: 4,2,8,9,7,2,3,
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Goodnight."
[And, as Fox will cease being at all like conscious soon, assume that once again
he goes to sleep. Because clearly in his apartment is not a good place to do
that!]
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
He seems quite genuine about his regard and
deamanor toward her, quite probably taken with her a bit. And maybe even seems a
bit disappointed she's leaving with Gavriil.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He rises when the
Fangs do, smiling warmly to both of them...most of his attention directed to the
stunning kin. "May you both have a wonderful evening. Claire...it's been a
pleasure." His hand slips inside his trench coat, coming out with a business
card held between his index and middle fingers, which he hands over to Claire
with a slight bow. "If there's anything I can do during your stay in the city,
you need only call."
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She watches Claire and Gavriil take off, chewing the inside of her lip gently. Aerin's different tonight. She waves back at Bliss, quietly. She doesn't set her board down or sit, waiting to see if she should bother or if Aerin and Bliss are going to wind up leaving too.*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She blinks a few
times at Aerin's demeanor, not quite sure what to make of it.*
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
She smiles when he gives her the card, after
finishing cleaning her butt, still regal and dignified as befitting her
heritage. "Why thank you Aerin. I can't say that I have any business cards yet,
but I do have a way to contact you." And to Bliss. "Good night," and Kelsey gets
a very polite smile. "Good night. I'll be around and we can make a more proper
introduction then."
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She nods at Claire.*
Have a good night. *Spoken quietly.*
Gavriil Kazimir : Good night then. *he
throws a nod in Kelsey's direction, considering he didn't greet her though, the
nod is likely an after thought. It barely meets the requirements to be
considered polite* Ready to go Miss Carrier?
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
"Of course, Mr. Kasimir," and she lets him lead
her off.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Gav): 9,3,3,7,4,3,9,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Had to. ;) ))
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She ignores the rudeness
of it and offers a nod in return to Gav.* You have a good night, too. *Oddly
enough, she seems to mean it.*
Claire Haviland Carrier (pb 3):
((*laugh*))(
Gavriil Kazimir -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
~He doesn't think much of Kelsey, his nod was meant to be insulting. He doesn't
actually know her but they had one brief encounter.~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow a
little bit to Gavriil at the rudeness shown to Kelsey, but other then that, he
remains pleasant. It'll be dealt with later. He watches the two Fangs head off,
smiling as he watches them go.
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *And then, it was just
her and Aerin. Well, and Bliss but she recognized the look of the man sleeping.*
So, what's up?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Once the Fangs are
completely out of view, the demanor drops, and he's staring in the same
direction with something less pleasant in his face. He looks over at Kelsey when
she speaks, smiling in a much more sincere, Aerin-like way. "Not much. Just
keeping my eye on things, as always. You?"
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : So...you trying to
impress the woman for some reason? *Cause she's pretty damned sure that wasn't
for Gavriil.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks a bit and
nods, dropping to sit on the ground next to his staff. "I have my reasons.
Always do. I've always got something a-brewing." There's a tone of seriousness
underneath his voice.
Dara: *coming in through the brambles, she
sighs with relief as she finds what must have fallen from her pack last night on
her semi quick departure, calling back to mel* found it....*moving on further
past the bramble into the clearing proper now*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She raises her brows at
the cryptic response.* Careful of wandering ears? *She finally drops the board
and takes a seat as well, drawing one leg up to her chest.*
Ntwadumela: Mel makes his way toward the
sound of her voice. "Glad you did. Arrghh... Never had this much trouble in the
underbrush outside this place."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over as
Dara overs out of the brambles, giving her a warm, friendly smile and a wave,
before looking back to Kelsey. "You could say that, yeah."
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She nods at Aerin, then
follows his gaze to Dara and Mel, watching them approach. She nods when they
finally look over but remains quiet.*
Dara: *hood up on the hoodie again tonight
mostly covering her face(hair stuffed inside it), she looks to the others and
nods, waving as she waits for mel, a small baggie in her hands, soft clicking
coming from inside her mouth, almost overstuffed pack over her shoulder*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Mel also gets a warm
smile, though not quite as much as Dara. "Hey, you guys. How are you?"
Ntwadumela: "Hey Big Guy, Skater Girl."
Mel grins as he catches up and slides an arm around Dara, giving her a couple of
return clicks. He really should learn Morse code...
Dara: *she shrugs slightly to aerin as she
looks from him to about the clearing as if making sure of something, sighing and
easing a touch as she reaches into the hood with one hand to rub at the back of
her neck, apparently satisfied*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : Hey Mel, Dara. *She says
softly.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Dara): 5,3,7,10,10,8,7,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Specialty: 7,7,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Hee!))
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : ((Holy shit...Aerin is
the Empathy King tonight))
Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (heh, like he
doesnt know already*G* shes tense, still in a not the greatest quiet rar hurt
depressedish mood, but mels presence when she feels it seems to ease her,
some....like a temp salve for a wound thats got a long time to heal)
Ntwadumela: And Mel is, completely
barefoot ATM. Otherwise, wearing his 'purple' outfit.
Dara: *soft voice speaks from within the
hood with a nod, the hand lowering and getting stuffed in a pocket* hey kels.....A.....
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *Kelsey's in her usual,
t-shirt, worn jeans and sneakers. Her hair is left hanging down past her
shoulders instead of it's usual tail, tonight.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hey, Dara." His brow
forrows a little bit, watching her. "What's up?" Not really ignoring Mel, but
definitely focused on the other.
Dara: mmm.....me....the sky.....the rate
of stupidity running rampant in this country....?*shrugging* otherwise
nada.......you?*looking between aerin and kelsey curiously now, considering the
quietish reactions at the moment* um.......not.....interrupting something...are
we?*stuffing the little baggie into a pocket of the huuuuuge jeans*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She shakes her head at
Dara and rests her chin on the knee held to her chest.*
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : ((*erases one of those.
Kelsey does not do the time warp again.*))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, you're not,
Dara." He smiles a bit, reaching over to touch Kelsey's shoulder lightly, and
looks back to Dara. "I'm sorry, hon...you just seem really down."
Ntwadumela: Mel looks between the other
two, then back to Dara. Good little Kinfolk, not interupting more than he
already has.
Kelsey Horn (PB3) : *She turns her head, chin
still on her knee to look at Aerin as he touches her shoulder but says nothing
as he looks back at Dara, her own gaze moving back.*
Dara: *the clicking starts up, and she
shrugs, looking about for somewhere to grab a patch of ground to sit, answering
softly* s'fine...*lies*......nothin....*suuuch lies*
Ntwadumela: Mel leans his head against
Dara's shoulder, listening.
Ntwadumela: Mel starts giving a couple of
clicks of his own, slow and steady, like a metronome.
Dara: *she loooooks up at mel, blinks,
then shakes her head, tugging him along to a spot to sit likely not too far from
aerin and kelsey if hes still got his arm around her* weirdly quiet here tonight
huh....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He gives her a
look, brow rising. "I've been fine, too, Dara."
Ntwadumela: Mel takes a seat next to Dara,
sticking close.
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks between Aerin
and Dara again. Something's amiss. Dara's not talking. She's not really one to
pry, she just listens.*
Dara: *sighing softly, she reaches into
the hood and rubs her face* I feel like shit, ok? but..theres nothing to be done
about it....and theres more important things to be taken care of besides my
feeling out of sorts....*legs curling close, her chin resting on her knees*
Ntwadumela: Mutters. "I'm not doing
anything more important."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles softly,
shrugging a little bit. "Maybe. But right now, Dara...right now, we're not about
to go out into any battles against the Wyrm. We're not saving the world this
instant. And sometimes...sometimes, hon, it helps to just talk about it. I think
you told me that."
Dara: *looking to mel first at the
mutter, then aerin, she tugs the hood up a bit more* traitors.....*looking to
kelsey since shes been so quiet* you with them on this?*another murmur to mel*
dont suppose youd tell em....
Kelsey Horn (PB3): It's up to you. *She says
softly.*
Ntwadumela: Dara: "How much do you want me
to tell?"
Dara: *she sighs and shrugs to kelsey,
soft clicking heard before she murmurs to mel* the basics.....fill in the blanks
can be done after the quick review.....but.......it stays here.....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stays quiet and
calm, watching Dara and Mel with that quiet sort of concern.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Of course, Dara." He
nods to the girl. "It doesn't leave here...you have my word." Something he
doesn't give lightly.
Kelsey Horn (PB3): I wont tell anyone. *She
says quietly. And really, who would she tell?*
Ntwadumela: "Well, Gavril and her started
a relationship. Then someone else comes along. Tribal duty, blah blah. Dara
broke it off with him when she and his newest met... that was one hell of a
howl.... I kinda made sure she was alright that night. And Gav is the jealous
type, even if he's not really in a position to make any kind of claim."
Dara: *clickclickclickclickclick, she
looks to mel for a moment as if hed forgotten something, sighs softly and just
leans her chin on her knees again, shrugging slightly*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The line of his jaw
hardens a little bit as Mel speaks and he absorbs the words, something simmering
in him. He shakes his head with a sigh, muttering something entirely
uncomplimentary in Romani. Likely, the English would have made people blush.
Ntwadumela: Mel looks at the other three,
suddenly feeling very fragile in comparison.
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Her eyes go to the ground
in front of her at that tale. She doesn't say anything, just pulls that leg in a
bit closer. She looks up at Aerin at the muttering that she can't make out,
wondering if the new girl is the one who just left with Gav before Dara and Mel
showed.*
Dara: *she catches the romani and looks to
aerin, maybe not understanding it but hearing it and teh tone none the less,
giving him quite the curious look* it was my fault the relationship
started.....even though I knew about the duty and ..whatever..*shrugging gently*
like I said....more important things.....*the last murmured softly*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Dara..." He frowns
deeply, shaking his head. "I don't think..." He presses his lips tightly
together. Almost like he's not sure how to express whatever it is. Finally, he
just sighs and looks to her. "Believe me, there's little more important to me
then how you feel."
Dara: dont think what?*still looking to
him curiously, chewing on her lipring for a moment* time heals all
wounds.....and keeping busy helps...Ill be fine....like I said...theres nothing
to be done anyways, duty and obligations are sacred and important......tribe is
important to you guys right?
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She closes her eyes,
still not saying a word.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes, it is...to all
of us, to a degree. And especially to Silver Fangs, yes." He scowls a bit, and
mutters, "When it suits them." A breath, the brief slip regained, and he looks
at Dara. "I don't think..." He stops again, watching Dara with a sort of mixed
expression...multiple emotions warring there. "Dara, I believe he had
inappropriate attentions toward Michelle. I don't know that anything
happened--and frankly, it damn well better not have--but...I can't really
explain, but--this was about midway through last month--Michelle started acting
strange. And I do think it had to do with Gavriil, though I'm afraid I can't
really say why."
Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((*staples Nick in
place*))
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *Her eyes fly open at that
and a scowl settles on her face, staring at Aerin. She had been trying to give
him the benefit of the doubt knowing that Andy wasn't exactly the easiest to get
along with sometimes but this...*
Ntwadumela: Mel raises an eyebrow at that.
Interesting...
Dara: I started the relationship, pushed
it, even knowing.......he is not at fault for anything, he was always...fair,
and...completely honest with me....I just.....didnt think when I met her and she
found out that shed be all....*shaking her head after a moment* like hed be
ostracized from his tribe almost just for considering being with me.....and the
reaction when he defended me....like she was completely dismissing him.....duty
and tribe and obligations were so important towards him, he was one of the most
honorable men Ive ever known.....trust me...he.......*shaking her head, admant*
he would never...never have done anything inappropriate with michelle.....
Knife -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
(you mind if Gav comes back in, he just walked
Claire to a cab.)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Knife:
((I don't mind, no. *S*))
Knife -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
(aight cool)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (room for a meandering
asshole?)
Gavriil Kazimir: *he returns to the
clearing after walking through the park with Claire and dropping her off into a
cab. He stops dead when he sees Dara his expression darkening. For a moment it
looks as if he'll turn and just head back out, but he seems more frozen in place
than anything*
Kelsey Horn (PB3): ((I'd say yes :) ))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles faintly to
Dara. "Dara, hon...you might be talking to the wrong person when you're talking
about facing Tribal Ostracism, or even Ostracism from the entire nation, for
love." He swallows a little bit, something shadowed coming to his face...a faint
but profound sadness, before he smiles it away and effects a fairly convincing
Scottish brogue. "Wouldnae ye agree, lass?"
Ntwadumela: Is right next to Dara, very...
very... close.
Gavriil Kazimir: (that niche is taken!)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sure, Andy! C'mon,
this scene's too happy as it is! We need more tension! *G* Come on in.))
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy slowly wanders into
the clearing, board tucked under his arm as not to trip on the less than flat
terrain. He peers around curiously.
Ntwadumela: ((Of course, two would be
better... interesting timing there...))
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks up and purses
her lips at seeing Gavriil. Oh, this is...interesting.*
Gavriil Kazimir: *he continues to stand
there right at the clearing's edge. He looks across to the clearing to where he
was sitting before and meditating before any of the others arrived* I...left my
watch...*he offers as an explanation of why he's here. As if he needs a reason
to be*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy wanders up to the
group, an almost meek look down to Kelsey. Half afraid that the girl will jump
up and tear out his throat at any given second. He scratches the back of his
neck and looks up to Aerin. "Hey.. gandolf.. have you seen Arn?"
Ntwadumela: Mel gives Gav and Andy a
little wave.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up at Gavriil
as he hears the Fang's voice, his posture tensing suddenly, a deep scowl coming
to his face. A bit of a curl to his lip.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hmmm?" He looks back
to Andy...oh, yeah. Mention Arn...THAT'S a wise idea with a tense Aerin. He
shakes his head, frowning. "No, thank the Goddess. Why?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy follows Aerin's gaze
to Gavriil. The streetrat squints at the man with faint recognition. "Oh.. I
remember you. You're a dick."
Dara: Im the one that left him
though.....*murmured, arms around her legs, chin on her knees still*.......and I
know he wouldnt have knowingly done something to bother michelle....hes always
been nice to her that Ive seen.....hes an honorable man, and never would
have done anything inappropriate, aerin....*seeing the tensing on him, she looks
to where hes looking, going quiet, then closing her eyes*
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *And then Andy wanders in
and her eyes just stick to him. She stays frozen in her seat. Board on the
ground next to her. One leg pulled to her chest tightly and her chin resting on
the knee.*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs back to
Aerin. "Cause I wanted to catch up with him. Haven't seen him around for a
while. He's a pretty cool guy. Wants to teach me stuff."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He blinks down to Kelsey.
A tiny frown creasing chapped lips. "Uhh.. you're staring. That's a bit creepy,
thanks."
Gavriil Kazimir: *He of course completely
ignores Mel's wave. He's trying not to look in Dara's direction but he can't
help it. He continues to stand there, sort of frozen by the clearing's edge. He
looks towards Aerin and then back to Dara. * Aerin-rhya..*spoken quietly*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, Dara. Why don't
you ask him about the time he asked her to sit in his fucking lap?" The anger's
not directed at Dara, for sure, as his attention is directed back to Gavriil
while awaiting Andy's response.
Gavriil Kazimir: *he ignores Andy as
well, he takes a few steps into the clearing and moves to pick up his watch. He
slips it back on over his wrist looking down at it for a long while, certainly
much longer than it actually takes to put it on*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (*points up to andy's
response*)
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She tears her eyes off of
Andy, closing them tightly. Turning her face away, her loose hair sliding
forward, forming a curtain to block it as well....from him at least. Others
might, if they were looking, see the pain on her face before she swallows hard,
trying to bury it.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, sure. He's a
cool guy, Andy." Sarcasm, Aisle 10.
Gavriil Kazimir: *he looks back up at
Aerin now* What're you talking about? *his tone sounding confused*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, shoving his hands
in his pockets. Oblivious to all the tension building up around the clearing.
"He is. He gave me something pointy.. and let me stab stuff with it. It was
cool."
Ntwadumela: Mel whispers into Dara's ear
(or it's approxamate location under the hood).
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's a fucking
psychopath, Andy, and he'll get you fucking killed." He looks from Andy back to
Gavriil. Glaring at him. Too much bearing down on the Gaian all of a sudden.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He tilts his head at
Aerin. Curious. "Dude.. take a pill.. it's alright. No one's getting killed. I
got a bit of wyrmgoop on my jeans.. but it was all gravy."
Gavriil Kazimir: *he looks past Aerin to
Dara. He can't possibly be talking about her* Aerin-rhya, if you've something to
say to me, do so please.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy crouches down next to
Kelsey, a tiny frown forming. He speaks quietly but not so much a whisper.
"Babe.. you alright?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Michelle, Gavriil."
He rises to his feet, eyes on the Silver Fang. "Why don't you tell me what's
happened between you and her that's changed her."
Dara: *she doesnt blink for a good long
while, almost jumping out of her skin hearing the whisper from the close to her
Mel, listening with tilted head, then murmuring back, slipping a pair of old
style aviator goggles up and over her eyes from where they were hanging about
her neck*
Ntwadumela: Mel nods to Dara's murmur.
Kelsey Horn (PB3): Alright? *She forces her
voice to remain quiet and so it strangles a little.* No, Andy. I'm not alright.
I asked you not to leave and you did anyway.
Gavriil Kazimir: What's happened between
me and her? Nothing happened between me and her. We spent...a few hours
together. That was weeks ago..we sat on my couch..I held her hand and asked her
questions. If she told you more than that went on she's mistaken. I dropped her
off at your apartment so she could tend to her sister. *he's doing his best not
to sound indignant. But he's not pulling that off completely*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns over to Kelsey.
"I wasn't going to sit around and feel like shit on your behalf, Kels. If you
can't deal with that.. that's not my problem." He stands back up, looking down
to the girl. "You can be as mopey as you wanna be.. I fuckin tried.."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You're going to stand
there, Gavrill, and tell me you've had no inappropriate attraction to Michelle?
That you didn't, in a diner a few months ago, ask her to sit on your lap, which
apparently made her very uncomfortable? And that the fact that she suddenly
became more withdrawn and took a turn for the worse has nothing whatsoever to do
with you?" He's watching the Fang closely, judging his reactions as best he can.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Gav-WP): 2,5,8,9,7,9,1,
Kelsey Horn (PB3): You tried?! You asked me
to tell you what was wrong so I did and you got pissed at me for it! You get
pissed if I talk to you, you get pissed if I don't. I can't fucking win with
you. And you expect me to just be able to brush it off and jump up with a bright
cheery grin when I told you how I felt and you made it abundantly clear you
didn't feel the same?! It fucking hurt. I can't help that. Gaia, I'm sorry. I
mistook you for someone who might have actually given a damn. *She grabs her
skateboard and stalks away from the clearing.*
Ntwadumela: Mel adjusts his footing a
little, making it easier to stand quickly if need be with all the shouting.
Gavriil Kazimir: Have I messed with her
head? Of course I have, you've been there when I was doing it. I never tried to
take advantage of her or do anything inappropriate with her. That's ridiculous.
I have no idea about her taking a turn for the worse. I tried to be her friend,
to get her to open up to me, I haven't seen her in weeks.
Gavriil Kazimir -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
(that's the straight up truth, Gav was of course misguided in his attempt to
help Michelle, but he never set out to damage her further. Gav doesn't lie)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy stands there,
scratching the back of his head. Watching Kelsey rant and stomp off. "Kels..
grow the fuck up. Seriously. I've never told you not to tell me stuff. But
ranting like a fucking kid and stomping off to take it out on innanimate objects
isn't going to do anything but bust up your knuckles. But.. you know.. whatever.
Your call." He stays where he is. Voice calm and quiet as ever.
Kelsey Horn (PB3): No, you're right. You
didn't tell me not to say anything. You just ran off. Like you always do. I'm
not the fucking kid here, Andy. And I'm not going to stomp inanimate objects.
I'm just not going to fight with you in front of a group of people.
Dara: *slow breaths in and out, in and
out, eventually opening her eyes again even with all the tenseness and shouting
and so on going on, arms wrapped tightly around her legs, chin on her knees
still*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy raises a grubby hand
up to Dara and Mel. "Hi and bye, I guess. I think I need to go be yelled at some
more. Thank you, have a nice day.." He gives a sad laugh and stalks off after
Kelsey. "Hold up.. I'm coming."
Ntwadumela: "See ya skaterboy." He leans
into Dara a bit more as Gav and Aerin 'discuss' things.
Dara: *she flicks a glance to andy at the
raised hand and words, blinking slightly with the barest nod, eyes back towards
aerin and gavril*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shakes his head. "I
never saw you make comments that could be taken sexually toward her. If I
did, you can damn well bet I would have stopped it right then and there. And you
would have needed a fucking doctor."
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She stops, waiting for
him to catch up before moving again.*
Gavriil Kazimir: *his eyes slide over to
Dara. He watches her for a long moment sitting there leaning against Mel. His
eyes burn a bit and his jaw sets tightly but he turns his attention back to
Aerin. He's quite embarrassed that much is plain for all to see. What he's
feeling when he looks at Dara, only those more in touch with their empathic
senses might know*
Gavriil Kazimir: I overstepped my
bounds with your Ward. I found her a curiosity, she was clearly beyond my depth
in trying to help, we might have been considered friends for a short while..I
haven't seen her in weeks. *he turns his head to the side cracking his neck
before he lifts his chin exposing his throat to the Adren in a clear sign of
submission*
Ntwadumela: Mel gets very still as they do
the whole 'wolf thing', as though any movement he makes right now would be a bad
thing.
Dara: *she doesnt move, not one bit,
seeing the throat baring, eyes on aerin*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stares at that neck
for a long moment...as if he's debating just ripping it out. But the Litany
holds, and he just nods a little bit. "She's a kin who's very scared by
Fullbloods, Gavriil, to the point that she'll take anything they say seriously.
You don't fix that by fucking with their heads." It's perhaps a credit to the
Philodox that he maintained his composure enough to not bring up Dara in his
rant. His moon's high in the sky, after all. He stars at Gavriil a moment more
before bending over to pick up his staff, then turning to walk away. As he walks
along, he passes Dara and Mel. Dara gets an apologetic look and a brief,
comforting touch to her shoulder as he makes his way out of the Sept.
Gavriil Kazimir: Understood. *he says
quietly to Aerin. He lowers his chin when the man turns to walk off. He then
looks to Dara and shakes his head* Did you just come here and spill your guts
about us? *he says his tone more than a bit hurt but bordering on angry*
Ntwadumela: Aerin: "See you around."
Ntwadumela: Mel glances between Dara and
Gav then as the attention shifts.
Dara: *she closes her eyes for a moment,
staying still, then opens them again after aerin makes his way out, eyes
flicking to gavril*
Dara: I came here to get something I dropped last night when I was here and left suddenly.......and when he questioned your intentions and actions towards michelle I told him he was wrong in no uncertain terms.......
Gavriil Kazimir: *he looks down when
she speaks of defending him. He stands there for a long momemt before looking
back up at her* You know I never meant for things to turn out like they did.
*clearly speaking about himself and her.* Sun's coming up..*he says with a shake
of his head. He then turns and heads out without another word*
Gavriil Kazimir: (And I absolutely must
sleep. If there's wrap up to be done we can take care of it first thing tommorow.
G'night all...or Good morning...depending on where you live)
Ntwadumela: ((Close enough to morning. See
you later.))
Dara: *she nods to his words about not
meaning things to turn out as they did, but at the mention of the sun coming up
she closes her eyes*