Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he laughs quietly* You're my blood girly...you know I respect that more than anything else. I wasn't going to take advantage of an unending supply of liquor

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy rolls up behind the two of them, raising an almost meek hand. "Uhh.. hey."

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Suuuuuuuuure you weren't. ~She chuckles, crossing her arms and leaning into him. She tilts her head, hearing the wheels moving along the path, and reaches over, snagging the flask and taking a swig from it as Andy approaches~ Not like I'd throw you out anyways. I made sure to compensate knowing you were here.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~Her eyes move to look over the shoulder not leaned on Arn, and she chuckles~ Hey side..... uh.... Andy, right?

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods. "Something like that. Didn't mean to barge in. Just roaming around. Dicking off as it were."

Grace Brenner: ( Open for another? ;) )

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Hey. *he feints like he's going to throw a punch at Andy out of the blue but he doesn't and just ends up laughing rather loudly instead* (sorry for being slow)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((Sure ~S~))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He winces, thinking that Arn would actually do that.. if he felt like it. When he pulls back, his dark eyes widen and he looks up to check the moon. A tiny sigh before he looks back over. "Dude.. don't DO that.."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (come on down)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She smirks, eyeing Arn at the feint~ Ahem. ~Then a shrug to Andy~ You aren't barging in on anything.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he laughs again* There's no point in hitting you Andy, I'm just messing with your head.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He chuckles awkwardly. Trying to think it's funny. "Yeah.. uhh.. cool."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to Arn. "There really isn't. Unless you wanna hear me scream like a girl. I'll do it.. if you ask. You don't have to hit me."

Grace Brenner: The half-Korean kin wanders into the park, wearing a tan halter top and a denim skirt, sandals on her feet. Her dark hair is pulled back in a ponytail, and she has a tote bag slung over her shoulder.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Oh how cute! ~She laughs, nudging Arn with her elbow~ Look, you scared him.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cocks a brow at Maya. "I'm not scared. If Arn hit me.. he'd have a reason."

Grace Brenner: Looking around, she spots Arn easily from a distance; his bulk tends to stand out. After a moment's hesitation, she heads on over.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Ok, yeah..... ~She smirks, then shrugs~ Whatever. So when are you going to bathe so I'll let you in my bar?

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (sorry about being slow was watching the end of Rescue Me) *he leans back into the tree again and surveys the gathering kinfolk* Ah, quite a gathering, I feel so regal around the 3 of you.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((I'm feeling bitchy. *G* Room for another?))

Grace Brenner: "Evening." Greeting the three in a quiet voice as she walks up. A somewhat tired air to her, which is unusual.

Grace Brenner: ( I don't mind )

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (word)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She shifts her weight a bit as Arn moves, still leaning up against him and all that, her eyes moving over to the approaching Grace at the mention of 3 with mild curiosity~ Come back down to earth king shit before the winds of godliness get caught up in the sails of your ego and we lose you.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs to Arn. "It's easy to look regal with me around. Not to burst your bubble or anything.." He looks to Maya. "Whenever you want. I don't even know where your bar IS. I wanted to set up a meeting or something.. a time.. so that I know when I scrub my ass."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: What's the matter Grace? They out of dogs at the Korean deli?

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((Jump on in ~S~))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (my color, biz-nitch. *G*)

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He chuckles darkly. "Daaaaaaaamn.. that was cold."

Grace Brenner: "Ha ha." Said with mild irritation, which is also unusual since she tends to just ignore Arn's comments on her heritage.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She looks back to Andy~ Oh yeah... that reminds me. You have to fill out an application so I have it on file. I'm there..... for pretty much all evening from 3 on until whenever I feel like wandering off for a bit, everyday. So whenever you can is fine.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he raises an eyebrow at her response he tries not to let Andy's laughter egg him on although it's tempting to kick someone when they're down* You seem out of it? Something weighing on your mind girly? *said to Grace, obviously intentionally calling her girly*

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She snickers a bit, eyes shifting over to Grace again, then over at Arn~

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods. "That's cool. I'm smarter than I smell. I think I can handle that."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: What? *he says to Maya when she looks over at him*

Grace Brenner: "Girly has a name. Just tired and annoyed, that's all." She looks to Maya, giving a polite smile. "Hi. I'm Grace." Since evidently Arn isn't going to introduce them.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Good, then make it.... ~She pauses a bit, looking Andy over~ Two days. So Thursday, at four. Think that'll be enough time to get the smell out?

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She eyes Arn~ You're being an ass. ~Then a look over to Grace, a nod of greeting given~ Nice to meet you. I'm Maya.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: You gonna share your burden Grace? Or just keep pouting?

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, looking down. "Uhh.. You think I should snag some different clothes? I can wash these.. but the knees are fubar."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: The girl makes her way into the park, backpack slung over a shoulder as she walks. Somewhere in her mid-twenties, Annika stands at 5’7” before any heels or lifts come into play. She cuts an attractive frame if you’re in to the Aryan look – and how. Her hair is fine and straight, a pale blonde with several shades vying for attention. The highlights, entirely natural, are nearly white. Full lips, high cheekbones, strong bones, arched eyebrows laying serious and light over blue eyes that gleam with intelligence and clarity. Her skin is fair, all of its summer tan quick to fade under the slightest hint of approaching winter. Her hands are slim, nails a maintained oval. She walks like a woman that knows how to take care of herself, and her bright blue eyes, pale with the promise of a fresh autumn dawn, are almost always attentive. She’s dressed well but not richly in her usual outfit...boots, pants, and shirt, all in black Practical clothes fitted to her form.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She nods, looking back to Andy~ Yes, definitely. It doesn't have to be anything all dressed up or anything, but I would highly recommend keeping as much askin as you can covered. We get alot of broken glass down there, and shards tend to fly when people break the bottles.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((If anyone needs a DD slap me))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs. "I'm tougher than I look.. but if it'll make you feel better, that's straight."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (just drop it on people's heads)

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((*Slaps China*))

Grace Brenner: She shrugs. "Had to pull a double shift today because one of the guys called in sick, meaning he can't hold his liquor and is too hung over to drive, the dumbass, and missed seeing my brother today since the new head bitch won't let me in after 9 pm, and by the way I'm grumpy, not pouting."

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((~L~ you asked for it......))

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: You actually have any cash Andy? Or is she gonna have to give you an advance to get some new digs?

Maya Grimhild [PT]: She's a tall, athletically built beauty, and moves with a fluid grace. She stands at around 5'8", and weights in at 125-130lbs, not an ounce of it seems to be fat on her, and seems to be looking closer to her 30's, if not already there, but wearing the age quite nicely. Her hair is blond, with a few streaks of lighter brown lowlights falls just past her shoulder blades, and frame bold arian features. Piercing gray eyes looking out with a gaze built on pure confidence, and highlighted in just the right ways with some touches of dark makeup, but not enough to give off a distasteful appearance. Her lips, that show no hint what so ever of a warm, friendly smile are full, and shine with the gloss of a dark maroon, a complete contrast that sets off her eyes just right. Hugging her frame is what is barely more than a suede tank top, though it really doesn't leave too much to the imagination, only coming down just far enough to be considered decent, accentuating the ring through her naval with the wolf's head charm dangling from it. The back of the top leaving most of her back open, showing off the artistry of well detailed tattoo work done there on each shoulder blade that looks almost real at a glance. Flesh peeled back, with small, dark drips of blood coming from the open wounds, and tips of claws stained in crimson as if some beast were trying to claw it's way out of her skin. For pants it's suede, yet again, the style of it matching the tank top, low rise to the point of barely even being rise at all, and the bottoms flaring out to boot cut legs, which makes the stylish leather boots on her feet all that much more appropriate. http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=thumbnails&album=65

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to grace. "Yeah.. damn. You are grumpy."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs to Arn. "I'm resourceful, Arn. I got it."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Oh, grumpy eh? You wanna take a swing at me then? Offer still stands. *from the other night he means*

Grace Brenner: She makes a face at Andy, sticking out her tongue briefly. Not without a touch of humor.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Andy.... Women can get away with less clothes in my bar..... most men can't. ~She chuckles~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: d10: Per+Alert: 5,7,5,6,5,

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: These ain't the days to get mistaken for a homo either. *rather casually interjected*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He grins to Maya. "Awwww.. You know you wanna see me dancing around in a halter and some dukes. Admit it.. I'm hot."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: Her cool blue eyes pass over Arn, Maya, Andy and...well, as usual, she ignores Grace. She smikrs faintly to herself and makes her way in that direction.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She eyes her leaning post again, then looks to Grace~ If you're going to swing, let me know and I'll move so you have a clear shot. ~She grins, looking back to Arn~

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to Arn. "Yeah.. Not my bag, all things considered. I'm a ladies man."

Grace Brenner: "Not at you, particularly. You'd just be a poor substitute." She digs into her bag, taking out a bottle of water before setting the bag down at her feet.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She looks back to Andy and shudders~ No honey, that's in -my- job description..... not yours.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She snickers, shaking her head a bit, eyes going to the approaching Annika~

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: That one's way out of your league. *said to Andy about Annika, spoken as if that's what he said before when Andy didn't hear him*

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She looks at Andy for a moment, regarding him dismissively as she comes up. "Good evening, Sir." The words directed of course to Arn. "And others." Maya, at least, gets a nod of greeting.

Grace Brenner: She doesn't respond except with a roll of her dark eyes, since she's being pointedly ignored by Annika anyhow.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs to Arn. "Story of my life, dude. Eye candy is eye candy.. so long as she's not ripping my face off." He tilts his chin to Annika, even though he was ignored. "Yo."

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She nods to Annika, trying really hard not to laugh at Arn being called "sir", and her eyes go back to Andy~ He called you a fairy.

Grace Brenner: Instead, she opens the water bottle and takes a drink.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Evening girly. *said to Annika with a wink knowing she'll probably find that offensive. He looks back to Andy* Yes, she does make good eye candy..she's rather interesting to talk too if you can coax her down from her pedestal as well.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He gives a wide eyed expression to Arn. "Dude.. you promised you wouldn't tell anyone about our dress up sessions! That's fucked up, man.. I thought we were tight.."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to arn, then looks to Annika. "Hey.. how about you remove that stick from you ass and pretend your human for a second. You're hot. You should talk to me."

Grace Brenner: A slight smirk at Arn's form of address to Annika, turning into a laugh at Andy's words. "That's... interesting."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She tilts her head to Arn, smirking just a little bit. "I trust the night finds you well...Sir? Fornicating with the rabble as usual?" She looks at Andy, and her lips twist into a frown. "I don't believe I know you. Your name?"

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he balls his hand into a fist and snaps a punch into Andy's shoulder* (want a roll?) Don't stoke the fire Andy, it's but embers this evening, but that doesn't rule out it springing back to life. *speaking of his Rage obviously*

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She raises a brow at Andy, then looks over at Arn, a mock expression of hurt on her face~ Arn! How dare you! You told me you'd never let anyone dress you up in a tea party dress but me!

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: The dress-up talk draws a slight shake of her head. Disgust already starting to grow.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Yes, Annika, as usual. Tell me girl, have you been strengthening anything but your tongue recently? Your body is looking most frail.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He stands up straight and starts speaking in a mock formal tone. "Zanipolo Andries Gallo.. the pleasure's all mine.. m'lady." He blows deeply. Flexible little ass, isn't he. He tilts his head up with a teasing grin to annika.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *Maya only recieves a scowl when she jumps on the band wagon* Don't. *he speaks the word as a simple warning. Obviously not amused by that line of joking*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (he blows deeply hehehe)

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((Blows deeply? Wow, he IS flexible! *Grins and hands Andy his bottom two ribs back*))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He raises a finger to Arn. "Uhh.. did you hit me for the dressup crack? Or for telling her to take the stick out of her ass? Just for clearification.. ya know."

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (lmao. shuttup, you. it's already been declared that he's a fairy)

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (bows, damnit. BOWS)

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he shakes his head at Andy* Take a guess.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She regards the mock formality with some level of amusement. "Mister Gallo." She looks back at Arn, her pale brow arching a bit. "I assure you, Sir, my body is strong as ever...it's strength grows with my resolve."

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((~LMAO~ niiiiiiiiiiiiiice..... where's YOUR mind tonight Scarlet?)) ~She gives Arn a big grin, then blows him a kiss~ Yes.... sir......

': ;room for another?

Grace Brenner: She leans casually towards Andy, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "I think she's had her sense of humor surgically removed."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he laughs a bit at Annika's response* So you're ready to smash heads if your...new friends call upon you then? Or will your exalt them with your fancy book learning about how to properly stomp someone when they're already down in the street?

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((If you identify yourself, perhaps.))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy stands back up, shifting atop his board. Watching the big scary people have their big scary conversation. Watching quietly. And NOT blowing ANYthing, thank you. Punks.

Caroline McGregor: me!

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (sneaky)

Caroline McGregor: (sneaky like ninja)

Grace Brenner: ( I don't mind! )

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: "You disapprove?" She tilts her head, watching Arn. "You talk at length about strength, and how weakness should not be tolerated. Clearly, those who fell were not strong enough. Or do you have a soft spot in your heart for those who refuse their duty?"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks to grace and puts grimy hands over his ears "ALALALALA! I can't hear you! I'm having no more part in this!"

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((Come on in. *S*))

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She yawns, resettling herself on the leaning-post-of-Arn, then takes a swig from the flask, and offers it out to Andy~

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((Come plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy))

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he snorts* Answer my question halfblood. *spoken quietly but his tone is harsh. *

Grace Brenner: With an amused chuckle at Andy, she caps her water bottle and returns it into her bag.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (last should say questions...plural..and was to Annika if that wasn't clear)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She actually twitches at Annika's words, a deep scowl of disapproval forming across her face. Her eyes shift to Arn, then back to Annika~

Caroline McGregor: (3....2....11.....never could count)*And she's wandering her nightly wander through the park. Too nice to be indoors. A bit later than usual for her. Shorts, sneakers, t-shirt. Looks like any other tourist minus the camara and the wide eyes.*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Oo.. free booze. Andy reaches out for the flask and takes a swig before handing it back. "Grazie." he mumbles.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She takes the flask back, glancing over to him with a nod, and about half listening to see if the Jack is too much on him. Shouldn't be, since he seems to like the whino stuff more, but you never know. She takes another swig of it, still looking quite disapproving of the mention of any sort of weak spots of any nature what so ever with anyone in HER family~

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He leans over to grace, mumbling quietly. "What's a halfblood? That sounds painful.. and like.. draining."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: Her posture stiffens, and her eyes narrow. "Half-blood, sir? I most respectfully disagree." Obviously, she's not talking about the distinction between Kin and Garou. "To answer your question...I will do what is necessary. And my question, if you would grace me with an answer...Sir?"

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Your question..... is the most assinine thing I've ever heard. No blood of mine tolerates weakness, nor do we show it in any stretch of the means. To even ask it is showing disrespect. ~Her eyes narrowing, tone going cold~

Grace Brenner: She looks to Andy. "The less growly kind, I'm guessing."

Caroline McGregor: *Voices and people up ahead. She makes her way over, giving a friendly greeting.* Evening peoples.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy looks between arn, maya, and annika. Whistling lowly and rolling slowly backwards.

Grace Brenner: She looks up at Caroline's greeting, giving her a tired-looking smile. "Hey, you."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She looks to Maya and her lip curls. "Then certainly he should be proud of his brethren. Don't you agree?"

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he snorts again* Getting angry? *he laughs quietly* The answer to your question is.. this..against my might you are but an insect. I crush crush you in an instant. Does that mean you're weak? *he shakes his head* Those who have strayed from the path deserve to be punished you know that as well as I. But not in the street, not trod upon like so much garbage, their are proper paths to take, righteous ideals to be upheld. *he shakes his head* Hagen has taken no position on this, and nor shall I. Do not bring it up with me again, is that clear Annika?

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He mumbles over toward Grace. "You think calling loudly for a group hug would be bad form?"

Caroline McGregor: *As she gets closer she notices the tension, but focuses on poor Grace.* You look stressed..and it's only the beginning of the week.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (first crush should be could...stilly typo)

Grace Brenner: Andy: "I guess that depends... Do you want Arn to punch you again?"

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He tilts his head back and forth. "Ehh.. alright, bad idea. Good to know."

Grace Brenner: Caroline: "Just been a long couple of days. But I get to sleep in tomorrow. It's cool. How are you?"

Maya Grimhild [PT]: Pride in your brethren comes in the form of respect. Respecting those that deserve it, not by being spineless little bitches that don't uphold their expectations. ~Her voice lowering in irritation~ And Arn is completely right in his views. If you can't handle that, then you are more then welcome to turn your upturned nose around and go another direction.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She listens to Arn's words, and nods at the end. "Of course, Sir. I will not bring it up with you again." She looks back to Maya. Addressing the words to her specifically. "Apathy and standing aside, rather then having the courage to take a stand, is clearly not a position created by strength. Do you agree?"

Caroline McGregor: I'm doing alright. Went camping this weekend. I need a few days off to recover from that. *smiles.* But no rest for the wicked as they say.

Christopher Wallace: Christopher is a fairly young, mid twenty something, man who happens to also be the Gatekeeper of the Sept of the Green. The African American Garou moves with sure steps and a rapid pace as if looking for someone, and sure enough when he spots the gathered group he heads right for them. One of his strong hands runs over his sweat covered brow and he looks to be a bit frazzled. He's dressed tonight in a simple blue pair of sweat pants, sneakers and muscle shirt with a popular logo on the front.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy shifts his weight atop his board. Watching. Taking in the others' words.

Grace Brenner: "You've got that right." A quick smile to Caroline, though it fades into a look of disgust as she hears Annika's words.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Don't look so nervous Andy, nothing's going on.

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at the Fenrir, their words giving her an inkling of what they're discussing. She frowns a little and then looks back at Grace and Andy.*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (DLP)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: I completely agree. But there IS a time, and there IS a place to handle such situations, as my brother explained to you. And the only things apathy and standing aside positions are even remotely good for is wasting air, as they are a complete and total weakness that WILL be dealt with at the appropriate times and places. ~Her jaw setting tensly, along with her shoulders~

Mercury: ((I see that it's pretty crowded. Will one more be too much? If so, it's cool. I only have an hour to play, so it would be a cameo. *S*))

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, looking up to Arn. "I'm not nervous. Just.. thinking. I ran into kelsey the other day. You're right. I don't think she wants my head on a platter.. anymore."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *his hand darts out with unbelievable speed and snatches Annika by the front of her shirt. Hauling her forward and up to face him*

Caroline McGregor: (I don't have a problem Mercury-p)

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((Bring 'im in!))

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: d10: dex+brawl: 6,6,3,5,4,4,7,3,

Grace Brenner: ( I don't mind another )

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (oo.. dlp too then)

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: d10: Pointless Dex: 8,4,

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((~G~ Come on in!))

Christopher Wallace: Phone~Tag Wallace draws up short when he see's Arn grabbing Annika like that and those big brown eyes get even wider. The Gate Keeper stands there for the moment, seeming unsure if he should say something with the little rough housing going on.

Mercury: He walks through the paths, his mind on several matters. No humming, whistling, off-key singing, or strutting. He heads in a popular direction for family type people.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She jerks back instinctively...she's probably too surprised to do much else...and tenses as she's hauled up into Arn's face. Her posture goes board-stiff, jaw clenching tightly and eyes going wide.

Grace Brenner: She's slightly startled as Arn grabs Annika; she doesn't step back, though, just watches with some interest.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy winces, watching arn snatch up the mouthy eye candy. Certain that there's a bitchslap to follow.

Mercury: And rounds the corner and stops short, blinking.

Caroline McGregor: *Her eyes widen as Annika is grabbed and she tenses, watching the two of them.*

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She straightens up from her leaning on Arn, giving him room to deal with the offending woman, eyes sliding over to the others gathered, but only briefly, her attention returning to Annika and Arn~

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he glares at Annika coldly for a long moment* Tell me, would you speak such words to Hagen? Does he lack courage? *he growls at her his face nary an inch from hers* You believe I lack courage because I take no stand on what some of our brothers are doing? Of what concern is it to me! My battle is out there! When you've collected as many skins as I have *speaking of killing Wyrm creatures* then you may question my courage, and I will snap your head off for you. *he releases her* Don't walk that line again. This is your last warning.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: d10: Willpowwer: 9,7,6,6,4,

Mercury: He drifts closer, keeping an eye on the situation. Pretty darn sure that's a Kin whom Arn is harassing.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: Her lip curls, defensive anger coming up to shove fear down. She shakes a little bit as she takes several steps backwards, eyes hot and angry on the massive Get.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy gives a little salute to the group. "Uhh.. yeah.. it's been fun. I have shit to do.. I'm rollin out."

Christopher Wallace: Christopher clears his throat some, a quick glance around the area before looking back to Annika and Arn. "This is not the time to be coming apart at the seems people... the Reapers have attacked again." he says to them with a dire tone of seriousness to his voice.

Caroline McGregor: Bye Andy, take care. *She says, still distracted by the drama between Arn and Annika.*

Grace Brenner: "See? Repelled again." A brief smile to Andy. "Goodnight, Andy."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She spits on the ground in front of Arn, and turns on her heel, yanking the backpack back into place as she starts to make her way away.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: So angry...but so weak. There is nothing you can do Annika, you're powerless. Perhaps you should be culled as well? After all we can't have our mouths simply running away with us.

Mercury: He stiffens, eyes going to Christopher. He searches his mind, places who he is, and moves in closer to the group, giving a grim nod to those he knows.

Grace Brenner: Her attention snaps to Christopher. "What?! Where?" Perhaps forgetting her place.

Caroline McGregor: *She turns quickly to Christopher.* Again? Where? What happened? *Has barely caught up on the weekend and now this.*

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: And watch her come to a screeching halt. She looks over at Christopher. Even his...look is ignored for the moment. "Oh?" She looks back to Arn, then to Christopher again.

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He leans in to mumbles something in grace's ear before looking with a confused expression to christopher. Unsure of what he's on about.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~Her eyes go to Andy, acknowledging him leaving, then look to Christopher as he speaks up~

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he shakes out of his mild bit of fervor and looks towards Christopher. He regards the gatekeeper for a long moment but he doesn't comment just yet on the attack. He does nod to the man though acknowledging his words of wisdom*

Andy Gallo [PB 2]: While the attention is on the announcement, Andy slinks off down the path and rolls toward the exit.

Christopher Wallace: "They attacked a lesbian Kin and her girlfriend as they left Sapphic Dreams, that Black Fury Club run by the Sublime Truth pack from Gaia's Hand. The didn't only beat them, but raped the Kin woman too."

Mercury: d10: rage: 6,10,6,9,4,

Caroline McGregor: *She looks sick and stunned at that.* They did what?

Grace Brenner: She curses; the words are Korean but the meaning is clear enough.

Christopher Wallace: "It's a message, their calling out the Furies and warning them to close up shop or else." he says looking between them all, appearing a bit calmer now that he's talking.

Mercury: The word raped reverberates in his mind, flashes of his mother screaming in horrific pain and terror as she's ripped apart and he was forced to watch. He flips, bursting into 9 and some odd feet of rippling brown fur, deadly fangs and claws. A howl of hatred and Rage breaks the night, and it is by the skin of those same fangs that he attempts to wrest control of himself, though it is a losing battle perhaps. ((spending a Rage to avoid killing all the kin *L*))

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She smirks. Yes. The little bitch actually SMILED at that. And calms, throwing a smug look at the others.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: What a show of strength. *he says as he leans back into the tree. The irony of that statement in light of him just manhandling Annika of course escaping him*

Grace Brenner: "Yeah, I'm sure the furies will take that message well!"

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (Diff is 8 to frenzy under the new moon)

Mercury: ((Oh yes...Gah! Sorry, sorry, sorry, ignore the shifting and the howl.))

Mercury: He doesn't flip, but it is only by the grace of the moon, the Native garou's face contorting. "They are dead," he growls out in a voice made harsh by sheer anger. "NO ONE harms our family and lives!"

Grace Brenner: And then... the Crinos. Her eyes widen in unmistakable fear, and she stumbles backwards. Tripping over her bag, she falls on her butt on the grass.

Grace Brenner: ( oookay then no tripping over bags *L* DLP )

Mercury: ((I keep forgetting the moon phase. Deep apologies. And thank Gaia. *S*))

Caroline McGregor: d10: per+alert: 8,2,9,5,8,9,

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She snorts a little bit at Mercury and continues on. The memory of being threatened by Arn is already fading. Justice has been done tonight, and it's clear in the way she walks that she believes it.

Grace Brenner: d10: per+alert (annika): 2,6,6,6,1,10,3,

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She remains silent through the news, though her eyes narrow harshly at some of the things said. She slips the flask into her back pocket, then crosses her arms and leans on Arn again. Not pointing out anything on the comment he made, since the girl obviously deserved what she just got~

Mercury: d10: per alert: 4,10,2,2,2,9,

Caroline McGregor: You think that's funny? *She says, staring at Annika, appalled and furious.*

Mercury: He grabs for Annika's arm ((want me to roll?)) seeing that smile. "You're smiling about rape? Are you THAT fucked up?"

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he keeps his attention mostly focused on the Gatekeeper, if not for the moon being absent from view his own anger might've taken him already. Although not because of the news Christopher has carried into the park but the words of his own kin. He shakes his head and glances around at the others his expression turning once more neutral*

Grace Brenner: Spotting the smug look and the smirk, she spits on the ground in Annika's direction. "Evil little cunt."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((She has two dice to dodge. Don't worry about the roll. *G*))

Mercury: He's not hurting her, but he's not letting her go either. Unless, of course, someone makes him let go.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he pushes himself away from the tree when Mercury grabs Annika* Take your hands off her. *an implicit warning in his tone* She's not yours to treat as such.

Christopher Wallace : He sighs softly, "I'm trying to get more information... I will have to send word immediately to the other Sept about this. Things are going to get much worse I fear." he says looking mostly to Arn, and missing Annika but the reactions of the others to her draw a questioning look.

Mercury: He lets her go at Arn's command, but he watches her. "If you're involved in this, little girl, you are doing the work of the enemy. Maybe you don't believe it, seeing that smug little smirk of yours, but that's because the enemy has already infiltrated your mind. That which makes us declare war on each other, is the enemy's doing."

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She ignores Grace and Caroline, staring Mercury in the face for a moment, before her eyes lower. Semblance of respect for the Fullblood. "I have done nothing, Rhya, but expressed a facial opinion. Remove your hand...please. And if you have difficulty with what has occured...perhaps it would behoove you...Rhya...to challenge those appropriate. See how you fare." And yes, she's smiling faintly throughout.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She turns her eyes to Christopher, listening to his words, pointedly ignoring Annika at the moment, though Arn moving gets her focus going back and forth~

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((DLP on the remove your hand please bit))

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he looks back to Christopher after Mercury lets go of Annika. He steps closer to the man and speaks quietly* The strider Uadjit..she could carry the message. Or..the raven Dara.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (wth...we doubled)

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ((Chats did that earlier in another room. CHange Nick and retake it))

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((Whoah.........))

Mercury: Annika: "I will be challenging those appropriate to my station, that is my intent. But listen up, I have seen first hand what rape does to a woman, in her body and in her mind. And if you can smile about a human being going through that torture -- and it IS torture -- then you are already lost. I only pray to the Mother that you will be able to be redeemed."

Grace Brenner: ( two Arns is way too much! )

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (weird)

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (*lol* I blame China!)

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ((~Points & laughs~ Told you they'd like her better.))

Christopher Wallace : "I'll be opening a Moonbridge, though I need to find out if any of the Sublime pack wish to go back to Gaia's Hand personally yet."

Mercury: "It is also obvious you have never suffered yourself. Count your blessings and thank the Mother." He makes no physical move towards her again, looking to Christopher. He had not grabbed her hard enough to leave any marks, having wanted to stop her, not hurt her.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he simply nods to the Gate Keeper and then looks back to Mercury and Annika*

Mercury: Christopher: "Do any of them need shelter? They or their kin," he says very softly. "My home will be open to any."

Caroline McGregor: *She shakes her head in disgust, wanting nothing more than to smack the smug little bitch in the mouth.*

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She shrugs lightly. "I submit to you, Rhya, that you wrongly assume who is lost here. Good eve."

Mercury: He ignores Annika, not rising to her bait.

Grace Brenner: Lips curling in obvious disgust, she turns away from Annika.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She looks over the others. The ice queen looks quite fine to be standing alone. One last spit to the ground in their direction, and she turns to go.

Christopher Wallace: "I don't know... The Fury Kin Dorian Blade has a clinic the girl was taken too. I think Selena is planning to go back to the Hand to discuss the matter while Melantha who owns the Club remains with another of their Pack. Thats all I really know for now." he says sounding a bit tired as he wipes down his bald head again.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She looks over at Arn, then to the others, then back to Arn~ We need to talk.

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Grace and rolls her eyes, deliberately turning her back on Annika.* Like rape and murder is something anyone with honor would commit. *no, not accusing Grace of anything, she just doesn't want to look at Annika anymore.*

Mercury: He looks at Annika. Looks at Arn. Clear expression on his face that he's thinking what an ill-bred, bad-mannered Kin of his ilk. ((connecting two and two that she is Kin to Arn's tribe given his command to Mercury)) He returns his attention to Christopher.

Grace Brenner: "It's disgusting. It's evil." Said with emphasis to Caroline.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~Her shoulders draw up,her eyes snapping to Annika with a sneer, and a step forward~

Christopher Wallace: "And I only hope that Yolanda keeps her head about her when she hears the news... if she hasn't already."

Mercury: Christopher: "I will attempt to get a hold of Selena, offer shelter and a strong arm should they need either." Anger giving way to a terrible sadness, clearly thinking of that poor girl.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he looks to his sister* I'm listening. *spoken casually. He seems to be blocking out most of what's going on around him though. This the night of the new moon one of the few times per year he's capable of remaining almost completely calm*

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: Out of the park she strolls. As she strides out, she says something under her breath in German.

Mercury: Christopher: He looks troubled when he mentions at Yolanda. "Perhaps they did it more to set her off and cause her distraction during her challenge, than they did to prove any point. I hope she will allow me to view the challenge." Uncertain. He is, after all, merely cliath.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Let it be Maykaelia. *his tone carries a warning but not one he's likely to actually enforce upon his sister*

Caroline McGregor: *She looks over at Mercury and Christopher.* Is there anything I can do to help? *making it clear where her sympathies lie. *

Christopher Wallace: "Thank you Mercury, I need to go and finish getting ready but we need to watch each other carefully. The next we know, they'll be striking out against people with dark skin or those rumored to be mixing outside their race."

Maya Grimhild [PT] -> Annika Brandt [PB 5]: ~Speaks German~

Mercury: He nods to Christopher. "The thought has occurred to me as well."

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Grace, troubled.* And when are they going to think anyone not of their family is weak? Left unchecked evil spreads.

Annika Brandt [PB 5] -> Maya Grimhild [PT]: "Fucking Race Traitors and degenerates, all of you. You're all going to burn."

Christopher Wallace: "And you might be right Mercury, the timing of this is ... supicious." he says and then smiles some to Caroline. "Be strong, and lend your strength to those who might need it. All I can suggest for now."

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She takes another couple of steps forward, almost not hearing Arn's words, her eyes flaring with that lovely family temper. Her eyes snap back to Arn, quite furious, then back to Annika~ FUCKING CUNT. Get the FUCK back here and say it to our faces.

Grace Brenner: "I could be next." The words are quiet, more or less muttered to herself. She shrugs, looking to Caroline again. "Yes. It does."

Caroline McGregor: *She smiles at Chris.* If anyone needs food, money a place to stay..anything...I'd be happy to help.

Annika Brandt [PB 5]: She ignores Maya, continuing on. ((And unless anyone goes after her, I'm outta here. *G* Thanks for the scene.))

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he reaches foward and puts his hand on Maya's shoulder* Don't. There is no glory in crushing the weak beneath your heel. Leave her be. *he looks back to Grace* They will have to go through me if that's the case.

Mercury: He puts a kind hand on Carrie's shoulder, dark almost black eyes roving over to Maya and Annika.

Christopher Wallace: He nods to Grace, seeming on the same page with her... or at least thinking of such things before he looks to Caroline and smiles a gain to her. "Thank you, we might need it. If they ... well with people like Annika around who feed them information, no one could be safe in their current homes."

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Grace, nodding soberly.* Don't go anywhere alone. Get a gun. *keeps silent on the suggestion of carrying silver...but if things get worse...it may be their only recourse.*

Mercury: He looks to Grace then, troubled. "And through me, though they'll be stopped at Arn." Conceding to the man's larger frame and mightier reputation.

Mercury: He goes cold and stiff, looking to Christopher. His eyes look back to Annika. She's doing *what*?! the thought clear on his face.

Grace Brenner: "You can't be there all the time, Arn. Nor would I ask you to." She frowns slightly. Perhaps she should find that gun she has buried somewhere in her closet.

Maya Grimhild [PT]: ~She drops her arms to her sides, fists balling up, but she doesn't move forward any further once Arn puts a hand on her. She looks back to him, that familiar anger in her eyes~ We'll talk when business is done. Finish this first, it doesn't concern anyone else. ~Pointedly going back to the topic before whatever Annika said that set her temper flaring~

Grace Brenner: "I have a gun. At home. Never saw the need to carry it, before..."

Christopher Wallace: He looks a bit confused... "I heard Annika was getting chummy with this Hauser guy, one of the Reapers that was here a few days ago. If she is sympathetic then I'd but money on her pointing the finger. Or that person who left the note in the Sept. We don't know really who might be a spy for them."

Caroline McGregor: *She smiles a little at Grace.* I carry one quite frequenty. I've just never had to here. *She looks between Christopher and Mercury.* This could get really ugly. More so than it is already. It needs to be nipped in the bud and soon.

Grace Brenner: "Not that it would stop them, really." A brief pause. "And anyhow, it's not said that they're after me or anything. Just hypothesizing."

Mercury: "And so we fall from the inside, from betrayal," he says softly, to no one in particular, his eyes going distant. "I'm...going home. Have to call...some people." Aerin. Troy. Eddie. The pack has to know. Maybe they should even contact the Lords. They're not the bad guys this time.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he gives Maya a friendly push and then looks back to Grace again* Seek out a man named Hagen. If he takes you under his official protection...they will not come after you. No one is stronger than Hagen, they will not challenge his might.