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*