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.