Quentin Delacourte: A pleasure, Mr. Raven, and Mr. ... Mercury. *He extends a white-gloved hand to the boy, but says the last name as if he feels there should be more to the name.*

Mercury: He finishes the corn dog and tosses the stick in a rubbish can, then flops a muscular arm over Rei's shoulders (not the full weight of it) in a protective gesture. He grins at Quentin at the Mr. part.

Mercury: ~So close to the full moon, the Rage seems to seep from every pore of his being, the aura almost able to be tasted, though outwardly he seems in an upbeat, cheerful mood.~

Valerii Raven: [Boy Rei or Mercury?]

Quentin Delacourte: ((Rei.))

Quentin Delacourte: *And he... he seems so very calm indeed. Muddy green eyes behind thick glasses.*

Valerii Raven: He shakes lightly, cautious of giving his hand to a stranger, even with Mercury right there.

Quentin Delacourte: Ah, *he says, and shifts said hand to Mercury's direction. He crosses his good leg over the shriveled remainder of the other.*

Mercury: He shakes the hand firmly but doesn't crush it or do a macho grip. Still, a lot of power can be felt to be held in reserve. He takes a sip of coffee. "Nice to meetcha. So what happened to the leg? Born with it?" he asks cheerfully, not avoiding the obvious disability either by word or eye.

Quentin Delacourte: *He twitches.* Yes, *he says, sourly.* It was a birth defect.

Valerii Raven: "Bull in a china shop," Rei murmurs with a shake of his head and a sigh. He sounds more astonished than annoyed.

Mercury: Quentin: "Ooh, sucky." Rei: "Huh?" Chuckles and gives him a friendly shake. "No point in pretending I didn't notice."

Quentin Delacourte: It is nothing I cannot work around. Nor does it affect my job in the slightest. *His voice grows decidedly cool at Mercury's comment.*

Valerii Raven: "I see you still haven't quite grasped the purpose of politeness."

Mercury: "Didn't figure it would." He shrugs. "Just asked cuz, you know, I ain't one of those people who avoid eye contact and try to pretend the elephant isn't in the pool. Get it out in the open, over and done."

Quentin Delacourte: *He looks back to Rei.* He is not required to be polite to me. I was foolish in thinking otherwise in this place.

Mercury: Rei: "I can be polite." Injured tone.

Valerii Raven: "It's not you. It's the whole world. Mercury...is not civilsed like some people. He's just not...tamed."

Mercury: Quentin: He gives him a really odd look. "I wasn't trying to be rude or cruel either. SOrry you took it that way."

Mercury: "I'm housebroken." He winks at Rei. "Most of the time."

Valerii Raven: "You can be, but you just don't...you don't unless you mean to be. You need reasons, usually. And your idea of polite is...different."

Mercury: He sighs. "I'll work on it. I'm just a big, dumb brute."

Valerii Raven: He chuckles and shakes his head. "I've had to shampoo the carpet on fewer occasions than I first expected, I'll grant...."

Valerii Raven: "Yes. But I'm still rather fond of you."

Quentin Delacourte: *He looks back to Mercury.* You cannot be expected to think otherwise. A natural, and healthy response to an otherwise odd situation. *He taps his cane on the ground.* Forgive me for thinking otherwise.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Why is he coming back here, after last night? Oh, that's right...he's a glutton for punishment. He moves along, dressed in a white dress shirt and slacks, and of course the ever-present trench coat. Eyes scan around, a bit paranoid, as he makes his way into the park...his moves a bit more like a hunter then usual. Less Aerin, more...someone else.

Mercury: Quentin: "I'm not really sure I get it. But if it makes you feel any better, most people need a second or third impression of me...the first tends to be bad. Seriously, I didn't mean anything shitty by my question."

Mercury: d10: p/a: 8,2,6,6,2,7,

Valerii Raven: d10: per/alert: 5,3,7,4,9,8,

Quentin Delacourte: *He nods.* It is accepted. Thank you for your apology. *He shifts, again, to the side of the bench.*

Quentin Delacourte: d10: per+alert: 1,2,3,5,2,

Mercury: He raises his coffee cup to his forehead in a salute to a figure in the distance, Aerin. But since he already ticked off Quentin once, and annoyed Rei, he doesn't shout out.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 6,1,8,9,7,2,

Quentin Delacourte: *He winces slightly, as the distraction of the noises caused by both Mercury and Rei cause him to lean forward, and his glasses to slide off of his face. He looks near blind without them.*

Valerii Raven: Hunting. Something is hunting. He steps more into Mercury, pressed against him, eyes on Aerin. Mercury's salute, over his head, he misses. Mercury isn't danger...Aerin is.

Mercury: Steps forward and scoops up the eyeglasses without a word, handing them to Quentin, unless Quentin gets them first.

Quentin Delacourte: *With a slightly shaking hand, he takes the glasses from Mercury, after feeling around for a bit. He slides the glasses back on.* Thank you, *he says, a bit of shakiness in that otherwise cool man's voice.*

Mercury: He pulls Rei tightly to him with definite protective overtones. Otherwise, he's calm, for he perceives no threat. Rei, however, does and so he responds to that.

Mercury: "You're welcome." See? He can be polite!

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up as the others note his presence, his eyes passing over them. One he knows, two he doesn't. He nods to Mercury, the one he knows, and approaches.

Quentin Delacourte: *They are smudged. He sighs, and takes them off once more, removing a cloth from his pocket. Helpless. He hates that.

Quentin Delacourte: ((I'll edit the tag sometime, but... PB 4))

Mercury: "Yo, Aerin. You know Rei? I talk about him enough. And this is Quentin."

Valerii Raven: He watches Aerin move closer, not at all sure he's comfortable with him there. Remarkably, when he steps away from Mercury, it's with three smooth steps back and to the side, eyes steady on Aerin.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Garou Lore: 3,9,7,2,1,8,

Quentin Delacourte: *He looks up blindly, squinting to try and catch sight of the creature approaching. He finally puts his glasses back on, frustrated.*

Valerii Raven: Oh. It's not a monster. It's a friend. His head tilts, the introduction of sorts and the purebreed soothing ruffled nerves. He reaches up to touch the raven feather dangling from his choker. "Oh," he says softly. "I've been waiting to meet you." He sounds startled, but not terrified. Not anymore.

Mercury: He glances over at Rei. "It's alright, babe, Aerin's cool. He's safe."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Quentin, nodding to him in greeting, before looking to Rei. He watches the man for a long moment...a bit of a semi-smile coming to his face. "Quentin. Rei. A pelasure to meet you both. Aerin Thomas."

Mercury: ((DLP then *S*))

Mercury: He grins at Aerin. Nods towards Rei. "See? He isn't imaginary. Hey, I gotta book, guys. Have a late evening fencing lesson set up. You gonna be okay here, Rei? I can call a limo to pick you up."

Mercury: ((I have to get offline now. *hugs all* Sadly, on my part. *S* I'd rather stay.))

Valerii Raven: "You move like death," he says to Aerin, voice still soft and a bit startled. "I wasn't expecting that." He moves back to Mercury's side now, leaning into him again lightly.

Quentin Delacourte: *He nods, and grips his cane tightly in one hand, simply watching as the small group gets bigger.* ((Yesh, and Fame 1 - Psychiatrist.))

Valerii Raven: "I can call a limo to pick me up, Mercury. I gave you their number...." He shoulders Mercury lightly and steps away again. "I'll be fine."

Mercury: He smiles, giving Rei a tight hug before he can escape. A wink to Aerin. A nod to Quentin. "See ya." Heads off, whistling.

Valerii Raven: Curiousity has crept into those cat-green eyes, slowly swallowing up the fear.

Quentin Delacourte: ((Byeeeeeee!))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Mercury as he leaves, waving goodbye, and then looks back to Rei. "From time to time. It startles a lot of people, lately."

Valerii Raven: "I'm easily spooked, lately. It's hardly a character flaw." He pauses, fngers running over that feather again. "The moving like death."

Quentin Delacourte: No, it's not, *he says calmly.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, easily spooked is going around lately."

Quentin Delacourte: *He looks up to Aerin from his place on the bench.* It is a dangerous city. And all these wild animals abound.

Valerii Raven: He sits, half curled up, on the bench, arms crossed, shoulders pulled inward.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Dangerous, indeed," he says with a nod to Quentin. "Don't know if you guys have heard the recent developments in the city or not, but it's getting hectic again."

Quentin Delacourte: *He arches an eyebrow.* I have heard very little. This city is unclean; I do have the ability to make it otherwise.

Valerii Raven: "I have heard," he says without raising his eyes, soft voice haunted now. "I wanted to feel...something a little wild again. I forget that I was born of the earth sometimes, walking through this maze. And if I forget what I am, I forget where my strength lies."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (open?)

Quentin Delacourte: ((Yeap, Andy-p! Though I'm going to bed soon...))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy comes rolling down the path on his skateboard, eyes shifty. Nervous perhaps. One hand is stuffed in the pocket of his ripped and weathered jeans, the other is clinging to a handful of wildflowers. Maybe he'd have better luck tonight.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Yep!)) He nods a little bit to Rei. "I know that feeling. Just...be careful. Magadon Pharmaceuticals is out looking for...people like you, these days. Younger by preference, but I'm sure they'll settle for older, too." His voice lowers to a murmur, after a brief glance to make sure no one is around to hear but them. "Spirals are roaming the city, too."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy stands five feet eleven inches from the ground, untamed black hair falling just over his dark tired eyes. Decent is hard to pin, a European mut for sure with a slight lean toward Italian. He looks to be in his early twenties, just athletic enough not to be considrered scrawny. He wears weathered ripped jeans, a ratty t-shirt, and an army surplus jacket. He always has a black backpack slung over his shoulders and a skate board either tucked under his arm or gliding under his sneakers. Tonight the pendent that he usually wears tucked under his shirt is out where he can see it. A security blanket of sorts. Looks old with a carved symbol.

Valerii Raven: His voice drops to a whisper. "I know. Ironically, I'm half out here because I know. I startled at every sound in the apartment with Mercury gone."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: d10: per+alert: 3,6,3,7,2,

Quentin Delacourte: *He arches an eyebrow.* Hmm? How interesting. I've been waiting for something to happen. I suppose I will have to take care of business, as it were. *He digs into his pockets with the gloved hands, and flips the card, offering it to Aerin.* You may share it, if you like. *Dr. Quentin Delacourte, it reads, along with a cell phone number and a work number, along with office hours.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 2,7,9,3,2,1,

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Oh.. it's that guy. And that other guy. He contemplates for a second and gives another look around.. to make sure that creepy malcolm fellow isn't around. He makes a slow roll in that direction.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over as he sees someone approaching, and smiles toward Andy, before taking the card from Quentin. "Thank you, Quentin. I'll send you a text message, so you have my phone number as well."

Quentin Delacourte: *He nods.* An excellent idea. *He pushes himself up from the bench, using the cane. He puts no pressure on the shriveled leg, the other, however, moving just fine.* Mr. Raven, be well. If you require my assistance, my office is open to new clients. *He seems to offer that as a suggestion, before he turns, to hobble out of the park.*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy slides his worn sneaker to the paved path, slowing to a hault near Aerin. He seems nice enough. He gives another look around. "Damnit.. I still can't find that blonde chick. I'm SO gonna get curbstomped."

Valerii Raven: He falls silent without so much as a hint of a command from either Aerin or Quentin. He knows his place. Perfectly.

Valerii Raven: "I know of you, and though I thank you for the kind offer, I assure you that day is far from now."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Good day, Quentin." He nods to him, and then looks over to Andy with a bit of a smile. "You're not going to get curb-stomped. No matter what the other person said. Hello, Andy."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a tiny frown "Ehhh.. I don't know.. I think the chick that threatened me was pretty psycho. Chasing me and shit. She got all snarly and threw a book at my head. I think she was out for blood."

Valerii Raven: Quentin gone, he evaluates Andy. Still curled up, coat pulled tightly around him, the eyes on Andy are full of guarded curiousity.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks over to Valerii with a halfsmile. Almost shy. "Oh.. hey. Hope I'm not busting up the party or anything. My bad."

Valerii Raven: "Not at all. It's a wander in, wander out sort of affair."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "She threw a book at your head?" He blinks. That seems to be surprisingly common in this city. "Goddess Almighty." Eyes briefly flick up...mmm. That could certainly make sense...he looks back to Andy with a shrug. "Know her name? I'll talk to her if you like."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow "Didn't exactly sit around and chat with the silly bitch. Umm.. looked young. Teens.. seventeen tops. Long dark hair.. pissed off green eyes. Had the word bitch printed across her chest." He snickers "But DAMN does she get pissed if you call her that.."

Valerii Raven: There is a muffled laugh from Rei at that, more a coughing sound really, at Andy.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hmm." His memory is searched...no one he knows. "I'll ask around. Don't stress it too much."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks to Valerii with a smirk and a tiny shrug. He shifts his gaze down to the flowers in hand and sighs. "Crazy girl told me I'd better get Kelsey some flowers.. to pay her back for intervening. Or she'd curbstomp me." He looks back up to Aerin with wide eyes. "I think she meant it. She looked PISSED."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shifts his weight back and forth on his board, looking between them. Ancy. Not used to sitting still it seems. "Well, that's my rant for the day. What're you guys up to? Chillin?"

Valerii Raven: "Mmmmmmm...must be more interesting a life, out here."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Out there?"

Valerii Raven: "I'm a hermit mostly. I spend almost all of my time in my studio. Painting."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (there - here)

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow. "Daaaaamn. I'd go crazy. Make crazy people paintings or something. Claw my way through the fucking walls."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He's quiet, listening as he tries to figure out who would be nuts enough to threaten to curbstomp someone. Fury? Get? Probably an Ahroun...

Valerii Raven: "Oh. Who's to say I don't make crazy people paints. Van Gogh was very much a bit crazy, Leonardo Da Vinci was thought to be quite mad in his day, and artists are almost always thought to be as a whole at least a little eccentric...."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He smirks. "Yeah.. and most skaters are thought of as brain damaged drugged out wastes of space. Do I LOOK stoned to you?" He shifts his weight a bit more, wobbling to the left.. the right.. the left.. "Painters are neat though. It's cool that you can do stuff like that. Personally.. I've got the artistic skills of a rabid monkey."

Valerii Raven: "You could always do abstracts. Fling paint at a canvas from a few feet away." Up arches an eyebrow. "It's all the rage in some circles, these days."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Yeah.. that doesn't make it GOOD, though. I'm sure I could shit on a canvas and call it art.. the critics'd eat that shit up, pardon the wording. But it wouldn't be nearly as fulfilling as actually making something with a bit of meaning behind it." He squints at the man. "You're not a shit slinger are you?"

Valerii Raven: "Mmmmmmm...no. I've done very few abstracts. For...someone who meant the world to me." He smiles, wistful and far away. "I tend to do people mostly, sometimes animals, sometimes just places."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sorry, guys. Lost myself in a forum post.))

Valerii Raven -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: [NP - *nuzzles* Just glad to have you back, love.]

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a crooked grin to the man. "That's cool. You're lucky.. to find that kind of inspiration. Most of the art I come across now is all slit slinging. Fucks with a degree that are too concerned with making a buck to produce anything with any actual feeling behind it. You're cool. What's your name? If you said it.. I wasn't paying attention."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles a little, listening to the two kin talk, and leans on his staff, green eyes scanning the vicinity every few moments. Almost having taken up a guarding stance.

Valerii Raven: "Valerii Raven. More often Raven. Or simply Rei. It depends on who introduces me."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He smirks at the man "Well.. umm.. it's YOU introducing you. What do you prefer?"

Valerii Raven: "Rei."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods and extends a hand. "There we go. A decision. Call me Andy."

The Rusty: [Hmmmmm]

Valerii Raven: He uncurls to shake hands with Andy. His touch is light, but not hesitant.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives it a firm shake and looks over to Aerin with a smart ass smirk. "Alright, dude.. I gotta ask.. what's with tha stick?"

Dara : (anybody mind a birdygirl?)

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (i'm all about me some birdygirls. *nods*)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hmm?" He looks to Andy and smiles a bit. "Just my staff. I've wandered a lot...and it's sort of a reminder for me. Places I've been, things I've seen." He rotates it around, to display the little carved symbols that covered the top half of the staff, aside from the higher grip. They're not great carvings, but they're functional.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Heeeere, birdy-birdy-birdy-birdy-birdy.... *G*))

Valerii Raven: "I have pictures for memories too. Though it's never occurred to me to carry them around like that."

Ziahl: (anybody mind a hungry dragon? *G*)

The Rusty: Anybody mind a... Uhm... I dunno?

Ziahl: ((Oh, she gets here birdie birdie and I get.. uhm?!))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((This is an open scene. Bring whoever in. Thank you.))

Valerii Raven: [Mmmmmmm...open. And I think the uhm was Rusty thinking....]

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow, amused it seems. "Yeah.. but like.. who carries a staff in the middle of the frikken city? Just curious is all." He thinks for a second and chuckles to himself. Letting his imagination run away with him.

Ziahl: ((Yes, I'm not always the most careful reader. Shuts up and pulls on a skin.))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I do." He shrugs with a bit of a smile.

Dara : (whoot) http://www.dracinabox.com/pinstripepimp.jpg(pic of what she looks like in gallery) *ok, this is an odd look for her, but, its her, believe it or not she does work and she has to wear a suit, semi professional and all, and shes got the bleach blond bangs and streaks to either side as well still, slightly pulled back, piercings in(brow nostril lip)*

Valerii Raven: There is a sudden grin and a flash of mischeviousness in Rei's eyes. "Ninjas? I often blame ninjas." He asks. That sudden spark of life though, is gone almost as soon as it appeared.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He smirks. "Man.. I should get me one of those. I'd be all like.." He holds an imaginary staff in front of him "YOU.. SHALL NOT.. PASS!"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 7,6,7,9,8,5,

Ziahl: Walks into the park with Dara, speaking quietly as they stroll along.

Ziahl: The light caught her features just so, and for a moment, there was no denying you were in the presence of something inexplicable: the archetype Nubian queen in NY. It was ludicrous of course. Material for a B comedy with Eddy Murphy as the sidekick. Still the mahogany skin looked like mocha cream silk, and those amber eyes, golden when the light touched them at just the right angle. Maybe you just imagined it. Her nose is straight and wide, a strong feature that somehow manages to fit nicely above full, thick lips which could only have been crafted by cupid. Her cheek bones are sculpted high above a strong jaw. Nobility has replaced delicacy in her features, and something about her simply breathes of strength and passion. (pic in gallery, last page)

Valerii Raven: "And Gandalf. Who can forget Gandalf?" But there is no real intonation there, just that dulled soft tone.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, it's good for that, too, Andy." He chuckles a little bit at both Rei and Andy's responses, and looks over at the approaching Dara. A warm smile hits his lips, and he waves to her, leaning on the staff that's become a topic of discussion.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((the approaching Dara and Ziahl))

Dara : *shes keeping a foot or so between her and Ziahl, but, shes actually smiling, seeming excited about something, whatever it is shes talking about with Ziahl*

Dara : d10: per+alert: 10,1,6,6,5,10,8,

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He snickers and points to Rei "See? He knows where its at." He shifts his weight a bit on his board. "I don't really need a big damn stick to remind me of where I've been. It's cool though. Looks good on ya." He gives another snicker and looks over at the approaching pair.

Ziahl: Z seems to be in a pleasant mood as well, as the two of them speak amicably about a topic of mutual interest.

Selena Zouvelekis : The young girl walks into the park coming from the direction of the Sept, wearing black leather...from her vest to pants and boots, as well as a large platinum diamond ring on a silver necklace. Her long jet black hair is french braided down her back and with her dark complexion, her violet eyes stand out almost immediately.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy stands five feet eleven inches from the ground, untamed black hair falling just over his dark tired eyes. Decent is hard to pin, a European mut for sure with a slight lean toward Italian. He looks to be in his early twenties, just athletic enough not to be considrered scrawny. He wears weathered ripped jeans, a ratty t-shirt, and an army surplus jacket. He always has a black backpack slung over his shoulders and a skate board either tucked under his arm or gliding under his sneakers. Currently standing on his board, wobbling back and forth. One hand clung around a handful of wildflowers, the other shoved in his pocket.

Dara : *noticing others, and the wave, she smiles and waves back, a bit shyly, but she does, chewing the lipring*

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She walks in as if she owns the park, wearing a Hoodie that states "There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of animals Chuck Norris allows to live."

Valerii Raven: He pulls more in on himself as more strangers start to appear and it gets later. Perhaps this is no longer the place the be.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Anyone needs a DD for Aerin, ping me.))

Ziahl: She looks around when Dara waves, and smiles when she spots Aerin. "Shall we join them?"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a confused look to Rei "Uhh.. you alright, dude?"

Valerii Raven: "Fine." He reaches up to touch the raven feather at his throat again. "Just getting late...."

Dara : yeah sure..please?*nodding to ziahl, dark green kohl lined eyes flicking over the others there with him curiously*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Rei. "Rei...if you like, I can walk you home..."

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She stands at 5’8”, with a fair complexion and slender build. Her features are regal and defined, with a sweet well-sculpted face, and large hazel eyes, paired with a nearly constant smile. However aristocratic she may look at first, the image is somewhat hampered by her choice of appearance – Each eyebrow has at lest three steel piercings through it, and her ears are similarly adorned. Her lower lip has a gold stud resting on it, and most noticeable, her naturally flame-red hair has been dyed at the last inch of its shoulder length, to a deep azure blue. She dresses for casual, in a well-fitting navy blue turtleneck and blue jeans, which seem to have been hand-stitched together (App. 3, PB4)*

Selena Zouvelekis : She sees a couple people she does sort of know and heads over toward Dara and Ziahl.

Valerii Raven: "I...." He swallows, considering Aerin's offer. "If you would. Now is not exactly the best hour to be wandering about alone, is it?"

Michelle (Rauko): *well after Jameel dropping her off, she starts making her way, sticking to the tree line, quietly*

Ziahl: She too looks over the others, recalling Andy from the other night, although they didn't speak. Odd, she's rarely seen men carrying flowers. She gives a nod to the group as they walk up.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a thoughtful frown "Ehh.. if you're booking.. I think I might keep rolling. Just in case that creepy guy decides to mess with me again."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *He moves slowly and quietly along one of the paved pathways. Taking one of his varied patrol routes through the park, the spirits and Guardians tell him everything is normal, so he's pretty much just meandering out of habit*

Ziahl: "Hello.." she greets everyone. "Creepy guy?"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to Ziahl. "Yep. Creepy guy. Talked all funny. Was weirding me out."

Dara : hey, guys......aerin.....*tilting her head noticing the readying to leave*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (30ish minute warning)

Selena Zouvelekis : She stays quiet, not wanting to interrupt, perhaps deciding maybe to just keep going on out of the park.

Ziahl: "Funny how?" Glancing around for anyone that looks creepy.

Valerii Raven: He rises off the bench, scribbling his number on a sheet of paper with a small pencil and handing it to Andy. "Creepy guys are often best avoided."

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She tilts her chin towards Aerin, sort-of-kinda recogniing him*

Michelle (Rauko): *is first more of hearing voices... she stops, giving it a little peer around with those eyes... though first she sees is MAlcolm, making her look immidiatly down... not moving this time, but stayin in place, likely froze*

Dara : alot of people in this city talk funny.....and are creepy*lips twitching slightly, soft clicking heard from inside her mouth*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he's aware of the larger gathering just up and around the bend but he spots Michelle moving along the path sticking near the treeline* Michelle..*he says to her quietly not trying to startle or seem as if he's sneaking up on her*

Ziahl: Gives Selena a wave.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, motioning to Dara "Yeah.. exactly. I mean.. I don't really creep out easily. I think this park attracts weirdos or something." He blinks, thinking then adding "Well.. damn.. Maybe that's why I'm here."

Michelle (Rauko): *Keeps her eyes down, moving just faintly in the same place she is at, muttering* eveningRhya

Selena Zouvelekis : She waves back to Ziahl and also offers Dara one too.

Ziahl: Grins at Andy's self assessment. "Could be why we all are here. I am Ziahl." Offers her hand.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Evening. *he says to her quietly* I trust all is well with you? *he keeps his distance from her for whatever reason*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He takes the number from Rei and stuffs it in his pocket. "Umm.. thanks. I guess. Nice meeting you, dude."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He takes the number from Rei and stuffs it in his pocket. "Umm.. thanks. I guess. Nice meeting you, dude."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He wipes his hand off on ratty jeans and shakes Ziahls. "Andy."

Michelle (Rauko): *she nods faintly, pressing her lips toguether lightly for a moment, not looking up* yes...*faint*

Valerii Raven: "Nice meeting you as well. Call if you ever want to see the paintings. Or...anything. I rarely come out, so you're not likely to catch me again soon."

Ziahl: Glances at Rei, whom she's never met, but appears to be an acquaintance of Aerin's.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sorry, guys. Something distracted me.))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "That sounds awesome. I'll see what I can do. Don't really have a phone or anything.."

Dara : *hearing andy she chuckles quietly, smiling at him and nodding* s'why we're all here.....its everybody else that thinks theyre normal is weird....

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: I'm sorry about last night..*he says to the timid girl in almost a whispered voice* I..didn't mean to upset you.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a crooked grin to Dara "What's YOUR name, eh?"

Dara : hey...you, um...comin back aerin?*glancing quick to the wave from selena, giving a quiet shy smile back before looking back to aerin*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Okay, I'm ~TOTALLY~ lost in this scene. Where is everyone, now? *Sighs* Sorry, folks.))

Valerii Raven: He glances at Aerin. "I...I'll be fine. It won't be the first time I've done this. It's not new to me. And I'm not alone...one never is in this city." But there is definite emphasis on the not alone.

Ziahl: "I'm normal," she says with a grin.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (andy hasn't moved.)

Michelle (Rauko): *she seems to shrink, with a wince, she has to bite inwardly her lips to stop hersefl from stringling an incoherent bunch of words again, before she mutters, after a long moment of being rather tense* youdidn'tSir

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She tugs her hood back, exposing the red and blue of he hair, parking on a bench, sprawling out with a groan*

Selena Zouvelekis : Selena isn't too far from Ziahl and Dara (but not sure where they are in relation to anyone else.)

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (Mal and Michelle are up the path a bit...probably 30 yards away from the main group)

Michelle (Rauko): ((me just arrived... by treeline with Malc.. no idea of the otehrs cause me just arrived =)))

Ziahl: Dara, Z, Rei, Andy and you (Aerin) are sort of loosely together. Sel may be approaching? Michelle is off with Malcolm. Not sure where Amy is yet.

Valerii Raven: [Rei is about to FLEE. 8)]

Dara : *looking back to andy, the crooked grin gets a slight blush to the too thin too pale girl* um...Dara....sorry.....*offering her own hand over now*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a snicker and pulls the wildflowers into two bundles, offering a handful to dara.. and one to ziahl. "Here. Have flowers. I look like a danm pansy carrying them around. Getting kinda old explaining it to people."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he watches Michelle quietly for a long moment* I am making you uncomfortable now...I'll return to my patrol.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Rei and nods a little bit. "Take a cab from straight outside the park, and call me when you get home. If you don't call, I'm coming to find you and make sure you're fine, okay?" He pulls out a piece of paper and writes down his number, handing it to Rei.

Ziahl: Gracefully accepts the little bundle of flowers, tucking one into her hair. "Thank you." She glances at Dara. "Does that mean we look like pansies now?" *G*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 5,7,8,7,1,8,

Michelle (Rauko): *she shakes her head quickly, but only for a moment, frowning some*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up the path a little bit, seeing Michelle and Malcolm, and pursing his lips a moment.

Dara : *the flowers get a bite of her lipring and a blink, and something of a very quite crooked grin, soft clicking from inside her mouth again as she murmurs a thanks to andy*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy keeps his eyes on the pair of females. Still giving a crooked grin. "Nah.. you don't look like pansies. You look cute."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he seems lost for words for a short moment* Are you okay? *asking if she's okay with him being around most likely*

Ziahl: Nudges Dara and winks at her. "We're cute."

Dara : um....no no it doesnt...*chuckling quietly, shaking her head to ziahl*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Selena is also noted. He looks her over breifly, before nodding to her with a polite smile.

Valerii Raven: He smiles a little at Aerin's protectiveness, and nods. "Aright." But he seems reassured by that. With a little wave to the gathering people he slips off. [Character switch time.]

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a cocky smirk and looks back to Aerin. Yeah.. I'm a ladies man. He shifts left, right, left on his board in an idle motion.

Michelle (Rauko): *is keeping her eyes lowered, effectively missing Aerin and the others near by for now, she seems to toy lightly with her sleeves for a moment, nodding to Malcolm* yes...

Selena Zouvelekis : She gives a little smile and steps back again.

Ziahl: Nods to Aerin's departing friend when he waves.

Dara : *the cute comment about her gets a definate blush, but the quiet crooked grin grows* yeah...I heard...*looking to andy, glancing to him from over the flowers as she sniffs them* an dont think you look like a pansy.......

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Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: [Amy's not far from the group, currently sprawled on a bench while her player pulls shit together]

Ziahl: Glances at Selena, wondering why she's keeping her distance, and gives her a questioning look. "Would you like to join us?"

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he closes his eyes for a moment and then shakes his head* If something is wrong Michelle...you can tell me..if there's something I did to make you uncomfortable...I'd like to know.

Selena Zouvelekis : "I just thought I would say hello, I didn't want to interrupt," she says in that thick Greek accent, with her making certain to enunciate her words carefully.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Well, thanks. Good to know, dara." He reaches up to tuck the pendent back in his t-shirt before shoving his hands deep in his pockets.

Michelle (Rauko): *her shoulders rise, a little gesture that seems as if to hide herself, keeping her eyes down, finngers tugging at the end of her sleeves* I... do... *frowns* Idon'twanttobother

Ziahl: Sel> "You are not interrupting. You recall Dara? And this is Andy... Selena." Gesturing to each person as she names them.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a halfsmile to Selena "You're not interrupting. We were just talking about how I don't look like a pansy."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up to Selena suddenly, as if recognizing her voice. His brow quirks, watching her a moment as he leans on his staff.

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: Ugh... *She sits back up* What a day.

Dara : *the not looking like a flower comment gets a soft chuckle*

Ziahl: Grins at Sel. "He thinks carrying flowers is.. unmanly." The entire notion is, of course, ridiculous. She offers a couple flowers from her little bundle to Selena.

Michelle (Rauko): *She seems... for a moment confused, like if fighting an idea, or a feeling, before ending muttering* I'mWrong...

Selena Zouvelekis : "Oh," she looks over to Aerin when he says her name. "Aerin? Yes? Of course. I did." Then back to the flower comment. "Oh, pardon my English. I didn't realize that flowers made a man unmanly."

Selena Zouvelekis : And she takes the flowers and smells them.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He smirks at the gathered females. "Hey.. I've been carrying those damn flowers around for two days, alright? I've gotten enough weird looks to confirm that the consensus is in.. unmanly.. or desparate. I think I'd prefer to be called unmanly."

Ziahl: Curiously sniffs her little bundle of flowers too, then eats a couple of them.

Michelle (Rauko) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: will: 6,3,10,1,2,10,

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he laughs quietly* You're not...I don't see you that way..please don't think that I do. You have gifts that others do not...thta doesn't make you wrong in my eyes.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Michelle (Rauko): d10: Cha+Expression: 5,4,3,10,10,9,

Ziahl: "Desperate? For flowers?"

Selena Zouvelekis : She blinks seeing Ziahl eat the flowers. "Oh no!"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Umm.. no.. For womens." He says, still wobbling around on his board. "Hey, any of you know a Kelsey? Blonde number.. tall.. good throwin arm?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit to Selena. "Good to finally meet you. I'm sorry I haven't called back...I've had a hectic week, of sorts."

Dara : *she takes a flower and puts it on ziahls other ear with a soft smile and quiet chuckle, brushing stray hairs back behind her ear and sliding the odd tongue barbell over the lipring with a few clicks(the ball on the end of the barbell looks like an eye if anyone looks), eyes flicking between ziahl and selena and aerin and andy again*

Ziahl: Blinks back at Sel. "What?"

Michelle (Rauko): *she shifts lightly, like if to peer to him, though her eyes don't even reach the height of his chest* ... you... *frowns, presing her lips tightly close again, looking off*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks Dara's direction and smiles to the girl, warmly, before looking back to Selena.

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *Kristina moves into the park her face streaked and alittle red as if she had been crying*

Ziahl: Andy> "I don't think I know her." Smiles at Dara when she tucks another flower into her hair.

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: d10: per+alert: 6,2,9,9,

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 6,8,2,8,5,2,

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *She notices Selena and begins to move towards her slowly*

Ziahl: d10: per + alert: 2,3,9,9,2,8,

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: d10: per+alert: 6,5,10,10,10,

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over in Kristina's direction. Hmmm...she fit the description of Andy's curb-stomper. He watches her as she moves along.

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: Oh hey... people... *She smiles a bit, blinking her mismatched eyes*

Ziahl: Looks back at Selena, then past her towards the approaching Kristina.

Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (*G* shes given the 'look, see, Im trying like I promised' look*chuckles*)

Selena Zouvelekis : "Flowers aren't for eating. They are for smelling...or wearing," smiling as she sees Dara putting them behind Ziahl's ear. Then turns her attention back to Aerin. "It's fine. I thought you might have been busy." She steps over and offers her hand to Aerin to shake hands with him in introduction.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he sighs quietly when she won't look up at him but he'll not try and force her too* Please...tell me what you were going to say..

Ziahl: ((Go Andy!))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy's eyes widen, noticing Kristina making her way toward their little gathering. He gives an audible.. and somewhat girlish "Eep!" And rolls behind Aerin. "Save me, Gandalf! Do your staff thing.. she wants to crush my skull!" He slinks down a bit.

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *The girl moves slowly up and stands a little behind Selena not wanting to interupt anything she may be doing*

Ziahl: Looks from Sel to the flowers in her hand. "Oh." She usually eats things that smell good.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He reaches out to shake Selena's hand. "Sadly, these days, it happens a lot." He drops his hand and moves back, subtlely placing himself between Andy and the approaching Kristina.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He comes prowling through the park, less practiced sashay to his steps and more predatory glide. He's dressed in black leather pants that could be painted on, scuffed heavily down one side as though he'd taken quite a slide on them, heavy boots, and a clingy, touchably soft, artistically slashed black shirt over neon green fishnet. His long black hair is braided back, white streaks zig-zaging wildly through it, tied off at the end with black leather cord. Two black feathers dangle from the wrapping, one beaded, and one unadorned. [And ping me, if you need the full DD on him.]

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Okay, perhaps not so subtlely. "Easy, Andy," he says to the man slinking behind him. "Just relax, all right?"

Ziahl: Blinks at Andy then turns her eyes on Kristina. "Good evening, Kristina."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (ooh it's a party...did anyone invite Pentex or the Black Spirals?)

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *Kristina gives a slight nod to Ziahl* "Good evening to you as well"

Dara : *daras pierced brow raises seeing andy hide behind aerin, tilting her head oddly*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He stands back up with a wide eyed defensive look to Aerin "Fucking relax? She threatened.. to curbstomp me! The fuck?" He starts rolling back away from the group "Yeah.. uhh.. Been fun and all.."

Selena Zouvelekis : Selena zones out a little, perhaps those little voices getting to her. (Sorry, just a little slow, suddenly in ICQ messages)

Michelle (Rauko): *and seems like he just aksed her the most difficult of things of her, her hands start to more nerviously tug at her sleeves, tilting her head as if to look off, besides of downish, before she wishpers* ... youregrettalking tome... yoyou *frowns* I... didn't... don't... Ican't... youwereleaving...

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Sure! Bring 'em on in! Y'know, Aerin hasn't fought one-a those fuckers in...oh. Wait.))

Ziahl: Stares a moment at Kristina, who was just unaccountably polite to her. ((Knew I left someone off the invitation list.))

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She loosk over to Kristina, giving a tired wave*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Andy. Chill. I'm not going to let her curb-stomp you, all right?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: d10: Per/alert: 7,3,9,3,8,6,

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *She looks over at Andy* "Im not going to curb stomp you, but you do need to watch who you call a bitch or you may just get one" *she says to the boy as she stands there*

Ziahl: Looks back at Andy as if to say.. well if she only threatened..

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "You chill Gandalf. Have fun with the psycho. I gotta skate." He looks to Ziahl and Dara "See YOU ladies later." He gives a tiny smirk before zipping off on his board. Running away like a scared bitch.

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *Kristina nods to Amy and gives a small wave in return*

Dara : *ziahl and kristina get her looking between them now, then back to andy, fiddling with the flowers in her hand again*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: And he looks something between annoyed, frustrated, and disgusted when Kristina just both says she's not going to, then says Andy may get one.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He watches Andy leave, shaking his head. "I give the fuck up," he says with a sigh.

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *She looks at the disgusted look on Aerin* "What?"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: d10: dex+ath: 2,8,4,6,8,7,7,

Shadow's Blissful Silence: And, catching sight of Aerin, he heads that way. There is no hesitation at all as he moves toward Aerin, though the people around Aerin are given a general nod in greeting as he moves closer.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he moves to lean against a tree perhaps to present Michelle with a more casual appearance* Well...I'm hear now..if you have something to say. *he pauses and then adds quietly* I'd like to hear it

Selena Zouvelekis : "Huh?" Selena shakes her head. "Sorry..." looking like she's getting back to her senses again.

Ziahl: Hmmm.. She hesitantly offers Kristina a flower, from the little bundle she's holding.

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: Well... Odd kid... *Watchign Andy go*

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *Kristina takes the flower and sniffs it* "Thank you Ziahl" *she says with a polite nod*

Ziahl: "Hello Bliss."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Just...don't tell people who are obviously frightening and threatened by you things that sound threatening," he says with a sigh to Kristina. "And yes, that sounded threatening."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (thanks, guys! Gotta shleep. Early day tomorrow. *hugs an stuff* was fun.)

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

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (That's my next BSD plotline...inciting curb stomping to drum up business for a Wyrm Tainted Dental practice)

Ziahl: "You're welcome." Looking back at Kristina, suddenly feeling like she's in an episode of Twilight Zone.

Ziahl: ((Later Andy-p))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up at Bliss's approach, smiling warmly at the man, leaning on his staff a little bit, before he looks back to Selena. "Everything okay?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Blink. Blink. He pauses and it takes him a few seconds to remember how he knows Ziahl, but then he smiles. "Oh. Hey. How's life? How's the harem?"

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: "I ment what I said dont call me a bitch unless you want me to act like one" *She says to him calmly* "Its not my fault if he dosnet have manners Sir"

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *She offers one of her patented solar flare smiles to Bliss*

Michelle (Rauko): *She starts, rubbing her nails agaist her palms, faintly right now, more of a closing and opening gesture, seeming just about to stay quiet, when she blunts out, in a little ragged wihsper* Ithougtyoudidn'twantedtotalktomemore... you.... thatyouregreted havingtalkedtome...beingwithmethen..I... you... I *frowns, and ends*noTrueBornshouldapologuisetome *said so soft the last, nearly scared of even sugestiong something, though maybe too cause sh was gonna say something and changed in last minute*

Ziahl: Bliss> "It is growing, have you been well?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He gives Amy a grin in return, with a quick nod of her very own.

Lien: Lien wanders into the Park, looking around with a little smile on her lips as she walks. She's dressed once more in the dark buisness suit cut to her womanly curves. The heavy dark coat helps to obscure most of what lies beneath though, but since it is open a bit of her red shirt and tie are visible. Her lond dark hair is tied back in a ponytail to keep it out of her face, but there are still two whisps of hair on either side of her face.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, you can't help how he reacts. You can help how you react. Respect those beneath ye." He seems to assume that half is enough to get the point across.

Dara : *quiet again, she fidgets with the flowers, then her hair, shifting feet slightly and flicking eyes about everyone again, glancing to bliss now as he joins them*

Selena Zouvelekis : "Yes. Sometimes the spirits just get a bit talkative. And I listen," she blushes a bit, but luckily it stays hidden by her dark complexion.

Ziahl: d10: per + alert: 6,7,6,10,8,9,

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *She sits there and bites her tounge* "Yes sir" *she states abrubtly*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: But it's Aerin's side he moves to, without another pause past the stunned look to Ziahl. "Hey," he says softly.

Ziahl: Her eyes lock suddenly onto a figure in the distance, and she presses her waning bundle of flowers into Bliss' hands, forgetting for the moment, that flowers are apparently unmanly.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm wonderful, as always," he purrs to Ziahl.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He leans a little into Bliss, smiling to him. Needing the contact at the moment. "Hey."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he takes a deep breath as she starts speaking so quickly* I didn't mean to give you that impression..*he pauses for a long moment* You're not any less than anyone else around here. Do you know any parts of our Litany Michelle?

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: How's it going? Haven't seen you in forever.

Dara : d10: per+alert: 2,7,3,7,5,1,9,

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He takes the flowers with a blink. "Okay...."

Michelle (Rauko): *She nods, starting,. ... to rather blunt it out* ((erh... won't as per not to clutter more the chat))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Malcolm and Aerin have a Hive-Mind. Everyone...BE AFRAID. *G*))

Ziahl: She gives Bliss a distracted smile. "That is good to hear," then takes Dara's arm and starts to pull her away from the group, whispering in her ear.

Dara : *she tilts her head looking the same direction ziahl does at teh figure in the distance, a step or so away from everyone(toooo many altogether)*

Selena Zouvelekis : She sticks the flowers behind her right ear. "I don't think now is a good time to talk about what I had wanted to speak with you about, Aerin."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Oh, things are good. I might have a pack. Again." He nudges Aerin lightly. "I seem to have managed to...you know, I could maybe use your advice on something later. Privately. But things are good. How are you?"

Michelle (Rauko): ((Hive-Mind? *blinks*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Probably not," he agrees with Selena, his look vaguely apologetic.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (Well they gotta think alike to try and stay one step ahead while gathering up kinfolk)

Lien: She moves some inside, looking around a bit to see who is around mostly. Lien spots the large group and then wanders towards them just casual as can be.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thinking the same thing at the same time. *S*))

Michelle (Rauko): ((hummm.... hummmmmm.....*=P*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Emp (Selena): 9,4,1,8,8,4,1,

Ziahl: Eyes on Lien as she whispers to Dara.

Dara : (even more scary, dara and ziahl just did their own version LOL) *she blinks, listening to ziahl, and looks closer towards lien, curious as all heck now*

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: *Kristina smiles at Selena before continueing on her way further into the park tucking the flower behind her ear*

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: My advice? *She runs her fingers through her hair* Uhm.. .Tired. Long day. Beating away a horny raver with a stick.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I'm...me," he says to Bliss with a shrug. "An okay-enough me. And sure...whenever."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "You could go talk somewhere quieter. I might be able to keep from slaying anyone in a jealous rage for a few minutes at least." He grins at Aerin, perfectly fine with being leaned into. "Maybe...."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he holds up a hand in a non threatening gesture to Michelle* Ah..so you do know it..you needn't recite it to me. *he laughs quietly* We are charged to respect all whom are beneath us...all are of Gaia. You may be kinfolk...but you are not less in my eyes because of it. You simply are what you are...and I respect you for that.

Ziahl: She moves to intercept the woman, greeting her as she draws near. "Hello."

Kristina Jaccobs [PB 1]: ((Well ya to many people and im just to tired to keep up so ill bid you all goodnight *G* Thanks for the scene))

Selena Zouvelekis : "You have my number still?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Uh...Aerin...much as I love you...I was talking to Amy. Except for just now, with the jealous rage thing. I don't get nearly so possessive of Amy. She'd hurt me."

Ziahl: ((Nighty night))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh. Okay." Shows you how with it he is. He nods to Bliss, sheepishly, before looking to Selena with a nod. "I do."

Michelle (Rauko): *she nods, once, keeping her eyes down still though, nodding again after a moment*

Dara : *watching ziahl approach her, she keeps watching, moving a step or so away from others again, fingers absently fiddling with those flowers in her hand still*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nods to Amy. "Yeah, your advice. Who ever thought I'd say that to you, huh?" He laughs softly, not at all bitter. "Concerns...a cousin of yours."

Lien: Lien just ignores Ziahl, side stepping the woman as she walks along the path and closer to the gathered people. Obviously interested in the gathered group and not Ziahl thats for sure.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he sighs quietly* Will you look up at me?

Selena Zouvelekis : "Please call then when you have a few moment or so, please?"

Ziahl: Turns around as the woman ignores her, watching her move past, then shooting a questioning look at Dara.

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: I have... Oh... *She chuckles, standing up* What's up? [sorry a little slow on my end]

Michelle (Rauko): *shrinks her shoulders again, for a moment, before even trying, rather forcing herself to look up... relatively to his chin level*

Ziahl: Well that was just... rude.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he bends down just a little bit to meet her eyes for just a moment before leaning back into the tree* Do you believe what I've said Michelle?

Dara : *she blinks as the woman sidesteps ziahl, then shakes her head with a slight shrug*

Ziahl: She heads back to Dara's side, and whispers to her.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Just...need to find out if I have options I haven't considered for her. I'm a little worried about her, lately." He starts running a hand through Aerin's hair absently.

Michelle (Rauko): *she closes her hands for a second, yellowish red eye lightly staring for that moment he meets her, something... confused, saddened?... but she nods* yes

Lien: Lien looks Dara over one her way past but the woman doesn't seem to give her much thought as she adjust her path not to get between anyone in direct conversation if she can help it. Looking to Aerin and Bliss briefly on her way to a nearby bench to sit at.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I will...certainly." He nods to Selena. "Sometime soon. If you like...we can move further in to talk, if now is still good. Or, I can call later. It's up to you."

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: Bliss: Who? What?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 6,8,5,2,8,6,

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he looks past Michelle towards the larger group. Everything seems in order for now so he returns his attention to the kinfolk* What's wrong? *he asks her quietly*

Selena Zouvelekis : "It shouldn't take too long. Only if you aren't busy. I don't wish to impose."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over, noting Lien finally. His head tilts a little in her direction, watching her, before he offers her a quite respectful nod.

Dara : *shaking her head to ziahl at the whisper, she nod/bows her head gently towards lien at the look, even if it isnt much of one, watching her for a moment longer and whispering back to ziahl*

Ziahl: d10: per + alert: 5,6,8,4,9,3,

Michelle (Rauko): *shakes her head softly, letting her eyes drop slightly* nothingSir

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, I think now would be good," he says to Selena. "Come...this way." He looks to Bliss and smiles to him, before starting to move away from the group, to lead Selena toward the bawn.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He squeezes Aerin's shoulders and steps away. "Go, really. I'll talk to Amy. Unless you want to be in on that. Otherwise, I'll worry about that, you concentrate on...whatever that's about...."

Ziahl: Glances from Lien to Aerin and back, listening as Dara whispers to her.

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: Can I convince you to call me Malcolm? *he says with a quiet laugh*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He smiles to Amy. "Walk with me, talk with me...." He starts away from the group, in the opposite direction from Aerin.

Selena Zouvelekis : She follows along with Aerin, turning back to Bliss. "Thank you, sir. I appreciate you're not minding."

Amy Silverthorne [PB4]: *Fishes a pack of bubblegum from her hoodie pouch, offerign a piece to Aerin and Bliss*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: And away he goes with Selena. ((Off 2 Bethesda))

Michelle (Rauko): *she blinks, looking lightly to the side* I'msorry... I....I'mnotused... to... refertoTrueBorns... byname *so softly, and low*

BETHESDA FOUNTAIN

Selena Zouvelekis: "I do hope I wasn't imposing."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No...not at all." He smiles to her as they walk along, toward a less crowded area of the park. "What can I help you with, Selena?"

Selena Zouvelekis: "I spoke with Malcolm before and offered my services to handle a rite to locate someone. But I had also heard that you were involved with some hacking of a computer system or some such. I wanted to see if maybe there was something missed? I...." looks down embarrased slightly, "I used to hack a lot before I used it for good," spoken more quietly.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ahhh, yes." He nods a little bit. "How...up to speed on the situation are you?"

Selena Zouvelekis: "I really don't know a lot. There was a name of the company I believe (player forgets, Selena wouldn't and would name it...starts with Megadon?). Poisoning candy. That's about it really, sir."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods slightly. "Magadon Pharmaceuticals. They're a subsidiary of Pentex, a...sort of corporate branch of the Wyrm. They've created a version of a chemical that turns people into fomori at accelerated rates...it's called Fomorol. And this is what's being put into the candy and given to children. Myself, Corbin Justice of the Dark Elements pack, and the kin Caroline McGregor hacked into Magadon and got some information, at some cost to our safety...and what we have is useful." He frowns a little. "Unfortunately, parts of the information are corrupted. I've been slowly working on trying to rebuild the data, but I've found myself...distracted by other situations."

Selena Zouvelekis: "Did they trace back to your system?" she asks with concern, having had that happen to her a few times, and not all that pleasant either. "I would be happy to see if I could help you with the corrupted information and see if there's anything important in that."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "They did," he says with a nod. "I've wiped the system clean, parted it out, and it's already been sold off...I'm doing the rebuilding on my desktop, and my new hacking laptop should be done in the next couple of days. Just got to get a few new parts and then put it together, install everything. And I would be ecstatic if you would be willing to help. The more help, the better."

Selena Zouvelekis: "I've got a few systems actually. I can take some extra precautions, get some spirits maybe to help too. If there's anything I can do to help you with rebuilding or needing parts, just let me know," suddenly the cautiousness she had exhibited earlier with speaking is gone as she talks computer talk and feels more in her element.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You're a Goddess-send, Selena," he says with an easy smile. "If I have any difficulties, I'll go to you. Thank you, very much."

Selena Zouvelekis: She blushes again, but it stays well enough hidden. "Thank you. I just realized that we should have maybe done introductions. Pardon my eagerness. When I am around computers or thinking about them, everything else flies out a window."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles and nods. "I know the feeling...I do the same, most of the time. Get me on the topic of computers, and I just go off into another world." He grins a bit, before the more formal introduction then they had before. "Aerin Dream Thomas. Fostern Philodox, Children of Gaia."

Selena Zouvelekis: Selena Bright Eyes Zouvelekis, first rank and seer of the Black Furies and member of the Sublime Truth pack. Of Sept of Gaia's Hand. And working in New York currently...to explain why I'm so far from home so to speak."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles at that, and nods. "Sorry...I'm of Gaia's Hand as well. One of the Sept's liasons down here at the Sept of the Green. Packless, though that should be changing very soon."

Selena Zouvelekis: "Congratulations," she smiles. "My fiance's women's shelter is here and I told him I'd take care of things while he is still in Amazon. Angela's Hope (names the location in downtown--I can't remember exact place but I think that's where it is...out of DMZ area). If you need to look me up, that is where I live."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Perfect." He nods a little bit, his smile widening at mention of the shelter. "I used to volunteer at a lot of shelters...a while back. Sadly, some things have taken my time away...but I know the place you're talking about."

Selena Zouvelekis: "Yes, time can get away from you. I understand that. And sleep too," finding a semi segueway, she continues, "By the way, Kristina stays there helping out. I have been working with her actually. I guess maybe I am a mentor of sorts. I am sorry that it seemed like there was some sort of altercation earlier. Do you know what that was about?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a little bit. "The guy. Andy. He's kin, but obviously doesn't know that he is. Said something to Kristina that upset her...apparently, she had a T-Shirt that said "Bitch" across it, and he called her one. Rude, yes. But she...got angry. Threw a book at him." He shakes his head with a sigh. "Someone named Kelsey--sounds like another Trueborn--interceded on Andy's behalf, and Kristina apparently told Andy that if he didn't buy Kelsey flowers, she'd curb-stomp him. So Andy's spent the last couple days running around the Park with flowers, desperately trying to give them to Kelsey. Andy freaked when Kristina came up today, and when she saw him doing so, she said and I quote, 'Im not going to curb stomp you, but you do need to watch who you call a bitch or you may just get one.' Thus making Andy even more scared of the Park and running out."

Selena Zouvelekis: "Oi...." Selena shakes her head, not sure what else to say to that.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods and sighs. "I understand that Andy was being an ass, more then likely. But the situation just...kinda made things rough. Because Andy is iffy around the Park anyway, thanks to a few wierd encounters, and I'm trying to get him more comfortable before breaking him into the idea of who and what he is. So...just made my job a bit harder, is all."

Selena Zouvelekis: "If there is anything I can help on that front to talk with him, let me know. Probably better me than Kristina."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He gives her a grateful nod. "Thanks, Selena. I appreciate that."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he walks slowly with Michelle in tow speaking quietly with her about something or other*

Michelle (Rauko): *she'll be walking near him, relativey quietly, rather more then nothing nodding or shaking her head or speaking in mutters... *

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: So...you will phone Jameel when you are ready to return to the apartment Michelle?

Michelle (Rauko): *she blinks, peering, then looking down* I...yes? *no, is not sure*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: I..*he pauses* can escort you home if need be..but I will try to find another. Jameel is probably asleep by now *holds back the lazy Bone Gnawer*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 4,6,9,4,5,7,

Selena Zouvelekis: "My pleasure. I'm trying to become more active and not so shy about my duties to help Gaia."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over his shoulder, noting Malcolm and Michelle starting to come up, and gives them both a smile and nod.

Michelle (Rauko): *there is a little peer upwards, with a fidget* I... don'twant tobother *peering down*

Michelle (Rauko): *blinking though movement and peers again aroundlightly.. seeing Aerin, actually lifts her hand in a little hi*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he nods to Aerin and Selena* Aerin...can I ask a favor of you?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I know what you mean," he says to Selena with a nod. "It took...a real shock to my system to really get me up and active."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks back to Malcolm and nods. "Of course. What's up?"

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: I have patrols to finish and the other Guardians to organize..when you are ready to leave will you escort Michelle to the apartment?

Michelle (Rauko): *lets her hand hold her sleeves lightly, moving faintly then stoping, and ending up kinda a littel bit towards Aerin, relatively near Malcom*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Gladly." He looks to Michelle, giving her a warm, soft smile, before looking back to Malcolm. "Any time...you know that."

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: *he glances at Michelle when she seems confused about whom she should be standing closest too. He laughs quietly and shakes his head briefly. *

Michelle (Rauko): *Does peer to Aerin, there is again a hint of a smile for a moment, before she gives MAlcolm a little peer again, and slowly moves to Aerin's side*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: I thank you Aerin, I owe you a boon. I have business to attend to, I apologize for interrupting your conversation. *he looks to Michelle and speaks quietly to her* Good night Michelle...we'll speak again soon.

Selena Zouvelekis: She stays quiet now and doesn't interrupt.

Michelle (Rauko): *A little faint nod to Malcolm once more, and a wishpered* goodnight *well does try and omit the Rhya*

Michelle (Rauko) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((ehe *snugz* though KF is leaving me so I can go bed..*blinks*G* but I'll just fade Michelle to quiet and near so you keep playing =) ))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No boon owed, Malcolm." She's under his protection officially, anyway. "Have a good evening, Malcolm. And, Goddess willing, a peaceful one."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Michelle (Rauko): ((Gotcha. *Snugs*))

Michelle (Rauko) -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((*hugles lots* thankooooooooooo))

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: May Luna guide your paths. *he laughs quietly* Her eye is open wide enough tonight to cast light on the very darkest of shadows. *he nods once more to the now trio before heading off further into the bawn towards the Caern's center*

Michelle (Rauko): ((soory beeed calls my name in sweet songs *S*))*she glances as Malcolm leaves, and then just moves daring a fleeting peer to Selena, so she is faintly behind Aerin.. staying there rather very much quietly*

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (G'night!)

Malcolm London ~Eyes Shine Bright~: (I'm off to sleep as well, g'night all, catch ya later)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "She always does," he says to Malcolm, before watching him head off. He smiles to Michelle, his stance near her immediately warm and protective, looking back to Selena.

Michelle (Rauko): (8*^snugz Rav, tickles Selen-p and puffles to bed*))

Selena Zouvelekis: "Well, you know how to reach me. I said this wouldn't take so long and look how long it did. My apologies."

Michelle: *she does slink closer to Aerin, calmly seeming near him* ((and now puffs =) ))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No apology necessary, Selena." He smiles to her. "I'll be in contact soon. Thank you."

Selena Zouvelekis: ((Sleep well *hugs*))

Selena Zouvelekis: "Thank you too. Have a good evening. And I look forward to talking with you again soon." ((Thanks for the scene. Sorry to have slowed down there.))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((No problem. *S*)) "Good evening...and be well." He nods to Selena, and makes his way back out, toward the main park.

Selena Zouvelekis: As does Selena make her way back out toward the main park again.
 

MAIN PARK

Ziahl: ...and to his female.

Lien: Lien tilts her head some at what Dara says, but turns her attention instead to Bliss and Amy.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Bliss," he says in response to the sudden attention, offering a hand to Lien.

Lien: "Lien." she says, shaking his hand with her gloved hand after a moment.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: His hand squeezes hers firmly, long nails (painted black, of course) resting lightly on her gloved hand. "A pleasure to meet you." He steps back, glancing over the little group.

Dara : *she looks over and up at bliss for a moment, then towards amy, finally glancing back to lien and ziahl once more*

Morgane Kristanovitch: It is a big park, and someone dripped her off here at one point. She is wearing the borrowed clothes from Ziahl, with her own boots on her feet though. Her features seem to reflect a newness about the world around her. As if she is finally seeing something for the first time. Her hair in many little braids, which she has tucked back from her face. She is walking, holding a baloon by a string that floats above her head and slightly behind her. She is playing with the string. The blaoon is drooping slight as if it had been bought earlier in the day and was losing it's air as the day went on. ((PB 3 APP 4 for any who want to know.))

Ziahl: Z is looking unusually solemn.

Lien: She glances over to Dara briefly since they seem to be getting gathering. "The Centipede and the Thousand Hell's are not one and the same." she says confidently before looking back to Bliss and Amy.

Morgane Kristanovitch: d10: Per+Alert: 10,6,5,9,1,3,

Ziahl: The coded conversation seems to be leaving her behind, but Dara's interpretations are helpful. She looks at her.

Ziahl: d10: per + alert: 8,1,5,3,2,3,

Ziahl: And doesn't see Morgane yet.

Morgane Kristanovitch: Something caught her eye as she walkedm her head had been tilted to the side and up looking at the sky, but she caught site of Ziahl out of the corner of her eyes. A look over her companions, but she looks back to Ziahl, and moves in her direction.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He frowns a bit at hearing the conversation. that's not something he was expecting to hear.

Lien: It's anyones guess if what she is saying has more meaning or not... or if it is even accurate since she is off and on watching Dara closely for her reactions. Bliss though brings some interest from her as she glances back to him to see who will be the first to speak after having said her comment.

Dara : *sighing softly hearing liens words, she thinks for a few moments, as if translating as best she can in her brain...or guessing....close as she can, taking a deep breath before murmuring* I have meant no disrespect in my, words and actions, or guessings of paralells between what I know and what you do, and apologize if any has been seen, Lien.....*giving another bow of her head, keeping it there for a moment, looking quiet*

Morgane Kristanovitch: A lick of her lips, as she comes up near Ziahl, not wishing to scare her she clears her throat. a glance around but her eyes look back to Ziahl. She carries herself with elegance despite her clothes, and dignaty, even still.

Ziahl: Slowly looks up at the sound Morgane makes, then smiles sweetly. "Good evening, Morgane. You are well?" Her eyes drift further up to the balloon bobbing above her.

Lien: "Not at all, you can not help how you were raised." she says casually. The appology does cause her to smile slightly and nod back to Dara. "Further discussion would not be unpleasant at some future meeting." and she looks to Bliss and then over to Morgane.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "It is never easy to walk between worlds, but it must be met with no resistance from either side. Attempts to understand, if sincere, should not be met with the need for an apology." He smiles at both Dara and Lien, though his attention settles on Lien. "You're fairly high up on this list of unexpected occurances for the evening. Might I ask to what we owe te pleasure?" His mod though, has improved a bit. Apparently Eastern courts are not something that agitate him.

Morgane Kristanovitch: She actually smiles when Ziahl smile to her, it is slow but when it comes, it is solid. "Hello Ziahl." her accent russian. It takes her a moment to answer the next question, she looks up to the balloon and then back to Ziahl. "I have been better, but I am doing better as well." she says softly a note of gratitude in her voice towards the woman as she nods her head slightly.

Ziahl: Glances at Lien then gives Dara an encouraging smile. If nothing else, maybe she'll reap something beneficial from this meeting. Then she looks at Bliss... a good long moment, perhaps finding something useful in his words.

Morgane Kristanovitch: She looks around to the rest, her smile turns wary, as if she is not entirly sure she should be smiling towards them or not. the ribbon that the balloon is tied to she threads through her fingers.

Dara : *letting out a held in breath, she smiles moreso now and nods , raising her head again and looking between bliss and lien curiously, listening and watching quietly again with that same fascination*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: His attention is on Lien. Morgane...can talk to Ziahl and Dara for the moment. He's captivated.

Ziahl: Rising from the bench she moves to give Morgane a warm hug, if she's receptive. "That is good to hear."

Lien: Lien's accent is pretty clearly that of someone from Hong Kong, and she nods about something that Bliss says. "It is knowing when the attempts are sincere that can prove difficult." she says to him. "I am merely out enjoying the night air."

Morgane Kristanovitch: It is tentative at first but she does indeed give Ziahl a hug in return, she wishpers something to Ziahl as they hug. then tucks a braid back behind her ear.

Selena Zouvelekis: Selena walks back out from toward the Sept again. wearing clothes that consist of black leather...from her vest to pants and boots, as well as a large platinum diamond ring now resting on her left ring finger. Her long jet black hair is french braided down her back and with her dark complexion, her violet eyes stand out almost immediately.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Out from the inner areas of the park he comes, his staff tapping on the ground. Seeming in quite the decent mood, following his conversation with Selena. ((Michelle is following behind, player went to bed, said to assume she's just following Aerin.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmm...indeed. I hope you're enjoying it. It's warmer lately, than it's been."

Lien: "Yes, I am glad it is warming up." she says absently on this more neutral of topics.

Ziahl: Smiles at Morgane and brushes her cheek with her fingers. "It was my duty, and my honor," she says very softly.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Alert: 7,7,1,3,9,4,

Morgane Kristanovitch: A grateful smile and look to Ziahl. Unsure of what to say or do not thought she nods her head slightly, looking down and then back to Ziahl, with her smile. "

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He notes the large group and starts to approach, smiling to Bliss, the first person he sees. As he gets closer, he notes Ziahl...and Morgane. And he slows a little bit...his steps a bit tentative, perhaps, scoping out the reaction he'll provoke from Morgane.

Dara : d10: per+alert: 8,8,3,8,6,8,5,

Selena Zouvelekis: Selena sorta stops with really only knowing Ziahl still there and not knowing Bliss but only by sight, glad that he was still there since she had taken Aerin off to talk with. She smiles politely to Bliss and mouths a thank you to him.

Selena Zouvelekis: Oh and she sees Dara of course too.

Dara : *she notices aerins approach, and looks between him and morgane with ziahl, chewing on the lipring again gently*

Ziahl: "Do you know everyone? This is Dara, Bliss, Aerin, Selena, Michelle, Lien... Morgane." Making quick introductions.

Dara : (heh heh...goooood little birdiespy goes unnoticed*snickers*)

Ziahl: Of course Morg knows Aerin, but it seemed to rude to name everyone except him.

Lien: She seems to be taking in what she hears, just smiling a little about something.

Morgane Kristanovitch: She looks around to each as she introduces her to people, a tentative smile, to those new, or even old that she knows but when she looks to Aerin, the smile wavers. Emotions waver in her features, sorrow being the most proiminant one. Old habbits she drops her head bowing it. She closes her eyes briefly as she swallows hard.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes a deep breath...oddly, not entirely apologetic about the whole thing, though he's obviously sensitive to the fact that he's making Morgane nervous. He moves to Bliss's side, nodding to her. "Morgane." After that comes Lien, and he gives the woman a polite smile and sincere, respectful inclination of his head. "Lien...a pleasure to meet you. Aerin Thomas."

Ziahl: Slides an arm around Morgane's waist to give her the support and comfort of close contact.

Lien : "I know." she says simply while watching Aerin after he comes up and then looks to Selena and gives a slight nod to her as well.

Selena Zouvelekis: She watches the reactions very quietly, body language obviously part of what she's used to looking for working at the shelter.

Dara : *taking a deep breath, she puts her hand over her mouth and blinks, yawning softly behind the hand before looking back between aerin and morgane and now lien as well*

Selena Zouvelekis: "Nice to meet you, miss," she says thick Greek accent, words carefully spoken and enunciated.

Morgane Kristanovitch: She takes a deep breath, slowely look up, a glance to Ziahl, before she look to Aerin. Eyes filled with emotion. "Mr.....Aerin, good evening." voice soft, her words sounding genuine and not the non-emotion that she usually has. Never one to struggle with saying something she seems to now, or it was just a pause, or the next words an afterthought. "If you, when you have a moment, may we speak?" directed at Aerin.

Ziahl: A slight smile at Aerin. She harbors no censure for what he did.

Lien : "Nice to meet you both as well." She says while watching the two, a bit of curiosity when she looks over to Morgane and how she is acting.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit to Lien, not entirely surprised by the reaction. "I would imagine you do. When you get the opportunity, please convey my warmest respects to those within your Court. It's been far too long since I've had the opportunity to pass along my regards to them."

Ziahl: Looks like she's actually proud of Morgane.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at the Russian woman on the bench for a moment, before nodding. "Of course, Morgane."

Dara : *yawning softly again behind her hand, she blinks slowly, sighs, then looks to the flowers in her other hand still, looking to morgane before offering them over with a quiet smile*

Lien : Lien slowly stands up. "I should be going, and I shall do so. The actions of the Body are still remmembered." Then bows to him slightly before turning and taking her leave.

Selena Zouvelekis: "Court. Are you royalty?" she can't help but ask now.

Lien : Lien grins ever so slightly to Selena, then gives a bit of a shrug before continuing on her way out of the park.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He raises an eyebrow, watching Lien curiously, as to determine if she means that in a bad or good way.

Morgane Kristanovitch: Ziahl being proud of her makes her feel a bit more miserable. She look to Aerin. "Thank you." relief maybe? In her voice. She seems to be waiting on Aerin to move or say when they can speak. She looks to Dara and then the flowers she smiles and holds out her empty of baloon string hand for them. The smile a bit more stronger, she looks thankful when she looks back to Dara. "Thank you."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Per+Emp: 10,10,6,2,7,2,9,

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Specialty: 4,9,

Ziahl: "Good evening, Lien. Thank you for taking the time to speak with us."

Lien -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (my my... on Lien?)

Selena Zouvelekis: She sighs slightly, wanting to go chasing after, but if she was royalty of some sort that would be very rude.

Morgane Kristanovitch: "Have a good evening." she says to Lien as she parts the group. Another deep breath.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Lien : ((Yep!))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((I'm tellin' ya, folks...the gypsy curse is brooken, and Empathy Man is BACK! *G*))

Dara : welcome...*nibbling on the lipring more smiling to morgane when she accepts the flowers, taking one(that looks like a clover) and letting morgane have the rest, giving a smile to ziahl as she nibbles on the flower with a soft giggle*

Ziahl: Grins at Dara. "You are going to alarm Selena."

Morgane Kristanovitch: ((Hey......that could be a fluke...like what happened lasy night for me. *Shakes head*))

Lien -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Lien seemed to have an odd sense of.. admiration mixed with perhaps... suspicion. A confusing mixture for sure, but given his previous part in a Court as well as his heritage... well, as Ziahl said... maybe she's a bigot! (*grin*)

Selena Zouvelekis: Selena is starting to wonder if this is a bete thing with flowers, and just gives a strange look this time.

Dara : anybody got a shoulder they mind some feathers sitting on? Im gettin tired an gettin tired of the suit too..*giving a quiet smile, she looks between morgane and aerin and ziahl , nibbling on the clover flower again*

Morgane Kristanovitch: She blinks as Dara eats the clover. "It is good?" she asks her. Trying not to let thoughts of things to come make her emotional.

Dara : *looking to ziahl, glancing between her and selena with a grin* clover flowers are edible, theyre sweet, an certain kinds are used by honeybees too...

Ziahl: Tosses her hair back. "You may perch on me, if you like."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Lien : ((Ahhh, the joys of the Court. *G* Aerin's well aware of the Court's inborn bias against Westerners, and understands it. They're all uncivilized buffoons, after all. *Chuckles*))

Selena Zouvelekis: "Oh," she smiles. "I didn't realise it was a clover."

Morgane Kristanovitch: A nod shake of her head to Dara, and then a appologetic smile to her. "If you wish, I am sure none of us would mind."

Lien -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (hehe, yup, take car :) )

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He watches Lien go...something in there surprising him. Perhaps...pleasantly, even. He waits until she's gone, before looking back to the conversation, listening quietly.

Dara : *looking to selena she smiles and nods, then she glances between morgane and ziahl, leaning down to murmur to ziahl softly for a moment*

Ziahl: Leans in to listen to Dara's whisper.

Ziahl: Smiles and pets Dara's hair.

Selena Zouvelekis: "I should probably get back to the shelter now. I have been gone longer than I had expected to be."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks to Selena and nods, smiling warmly to her. "Good evening, Selena. Have a good night...I'll talk to you soon."

Morgane Kristanovitch: She looks over from the whispering duo to Selena. A smile to her. "How a good evening." meaning every word.

Selena Zouvelekis: "Thank you, Aerin. Maybe you can fill me in about the royal lady too," her curiosity still on the Asian woman.

Dara : *the pet to her hair gets her nose wrinkling and she giggles to ziahl, then moves over murmuring softly to morgane when she gets to her*

Morgane Kristanovitch: (How=Have)

Selena Zouvelekis: "Thank you, and you the same," she smiles politely to Morgane.

Morgane Kristanovitch: A few blinks and surpprise shows in her face, but she listend to Dara.

Selena Zouvelekis: "Good night too Ziahl and Dara."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I will," he says with a nod.

Selena Zouvelekis: ((Good night all!))

Ziahl: "Good night, Selena. It was good to see you again."

Ziahl: ((Nighty night))

Dara : *she gives a tiny fingered wave to selena and a slight smile as she leaves*

Selena Zouvelekis: She smiles. "The same here."

Morgane Kristanovitch: She looks to Dara, smiling gratefully to her. "Thank you for that offer."

Morgane Kristanovitch: ((Night *S*))

Selena Zouvelekis: And a wave given to Dara, with the same warm smile offered to everyone there. With that she heads off back toward the sept, slipping the ring from her finger and back onto a silver chain on her neck.

Ziahl: She looks to those remaining. "I should be going as well." Her golden eyes settle on Aerin. "You will see Morgane safely home?"

Dara : *smiling at what morgane says, she beams a bit even, then goes to hug ziahl, then aerin, before heading off towards the trees*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Of course," he says to Ziahl. "Have a pleasant night. Safe journeys and be well."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He leans down to hug Dara when she comes up, his arm slipping around her and squeezing gnetly, then letting her go to head to the treeline.

Morgane Kristanovitch: Her mouth opens to say something to what Ziahl says, but she closes it, another swallow clutching the flowers in one hand and the balloon ruibbon in the other. A smile to Dara as she moves off. She looks to Ziahl once more. "I shall see you later, have a good night Ziahl."

Ziahl: Smiles warmly at Aerin, as if she didn't have a doubt. "Walk in the light," she says softly, then gives Dara a hug, followed by Morgane and Aerin too if they seem receptive, before heading off.

Dara(corvid): *a few moments later she comes fluttering back out from the trees ala feathers now, settling down near/next to morgane and cawing softly up at her*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He does hug Ziahl back, before letting her go.

Ziahl: Ahh, the life of a mammal. ((Night everyone!))

Morgane Kristanovitch: Oncew again the return hug is twentative at first, but none the less returned to Ziahl. Now it is just her and Aerin, Dara off to chift. She looks up to him before looking down at the flowers in her hand. A deep breath. "I wish to thank you, and to appologize for last night." Her voice soft and ringed with emotion that was lacking last night. "You...are...and inspiration in many ways" she doesn't know what else to say. She looks up, emotions playingin her eyes and voice, and in her features.

Morgane Kristanovitch: ((Night!))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He turns and looks at Morgane, blinking. Apparently, quite surprised at that comment. "I...huh?"

Morgane Kristanovitch: A slight waryness comes into her features as if she said something wrong. With another swallow and deep breath she tries once more. "I sincerly appologize for last night. And I wished to thank you. What you have seen and been though, has made you an insirational man." she bites her lip.

Morgane Kristanovitch: (Inspirational)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stares at her for a long moment, blinking. He's...not offended. He just doesn't seem to grasp what she's saying. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, smiling very faintly to her. "Thank you, Morgane. I...appreciate what you're telling me. I sincerely do. Keep in mind...the things that I have...done. What I've been through, and what I've...seen. These aren't what I consider...inspirational. If you find inspiration in me, find it in the fact that I...continue to feel, and I continue to share these emotions. That I've...learned, survived, and adapted. And that I've found my purpose because of it, rather then denying it."

Kittie: ((*lurks in case Ravyn returns*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((*Waves* Your MSN died!))

Kittie -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: There you are...MSN kicked me and isn't signing back in.

Kittie -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: I know! *whines* And JUST told me when I went to asked why you were taking so long *L*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((D'oh!))

Morgane Kristanovitch: A nod shake of her head and then an appologetic look to him. "That....yes." a exhaled breath. "I....You.." she closes her eyes trying to get things straight. "Some people do not let other's words effect them, not even other's emotions. Some do. You have, survived many, much." pressing her lips together. "I still.... thank you." she pets Dara as she speaks.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods, very faintly, the slightest smile hitting his lips. "You're welcome, Morgane. I'm...glad I could help you." Something about her words seem to have brought a bit of warmth to his eyes that wasn't there before.

Kittie -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Did you get my MSN message? *isn't sure if it's working*

Morgane Kristanovitch: A deep breath and a nod of her head. "May I ask...." she says looking from Dara to the flowers in her lap and around, back to Aerin. "how do you do it? It seems to hurt so much." aew in her voice over his fortitude with having so many emotions in him and yet keep going. At the warmth in his eyes she doesn't want to cry and attempts not to.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((Ummmmm....that would be a no.))

Kittie -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Le sigh. Okay...grab a room here then?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "It does," he says with a nod. He looks off to the treeline, leaning on his staff. "It...at times, it hurts me then I think I can bear." His lips quirk slightly upward, eyes distant. "But by the same token...sometimes, it's so utterly warming..." He looks to hernot quite looking at her. More...looking through her. "Without my emotions, I couldn't feel love. Love is...something to be treasured. There's happiness and pain withing Rose...within love. The beauty of the flower and it's bloom...and the sharp pain of it's thorns. Do you understand what I mean?"

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((Umm...you mind if we put it on hold, actually? I'm trying to push the wifey here to pause this scene itself...I have work in 7 hours.))

Kittie -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Oh okay. Just make sure to save whatever your last post was because I'm pretty sure I never got it.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((As you can see from my post...well. My typing skill and my consciousness tend to corrolate. :P))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Kittie: ((No problem...sorry about this. *Snugs* I will see you later, hon.))