Luis Ruiz: * Here stands a once handsome man. is features are latino and the accent is there to go along with it. Maybe Cuba? At five feet and eight inches he is not tall, but coiled into that small frame is a seemingly boundless potential to do harm. His face is thin and devoid of fat and the eyes are a deep brown. His hair is black and trimed in a high and tight. His dominating feature is the large scarr that covers the right side of his neck, stealing away any beauty that might have remained on the once handsome face. On his left hand there is a large class ring with a diamond seting. He looks to be in his mid to late twenties. *
Luis Ruiz: * He is siting in courseroom
16 behind a small metal desk, looking over his notes. The class should be
starting soon. *
Christian Gallagher: ((Forgive me if I'm a
TOUCH slow at first. Anticipiating the Weekly Tuesday "I'm not ST'ing today, hit
me up later" rush. Should peter out in the first 15 minutes or so, hopefully.
*S*))
Luis Ruiz: {{ NP. We may have other
joining as well so may take a few for all to filter in. }}
Christian Gallagher: He walks alongside
Sha-Sha, looking around curiously as they make their way to Courseroom 16. The
T-Shirt today reads "I'm What Willis Was Talkin' 'Bout" ((http://www.tshirthell.com/shirts/products/a202/a202.gif))
underneath the leather jacket. He's pulled his hair back into a ponytail, just
in case they're going to be doing something where hair in his face will be
really bad.
Sha-Sha: *She arrives with Christian on
the bike, picked up somewhere along the way. she drove carefully this time. No
sense in wiping out on the way there. When he gets off she follows suit, helmets
getting locked to the bike before heading in. She's wearing black leather pants,
a black leather coat which, when removed reveals a black body suit disappearing
into the pants. Darks' arrived so the glasses are removed. Her black hair is
pulled back into a tight pony tail and her eyes are slightly bloodshot. No
make-up today either. The playing dart made into a pendant and drawstring purse
are still present however. ((And awareness roll if you've got it. Diff 9 Min 2
sux))
Christian Gallagher: ((And Ping if full DD
needed.))
Sha-Sha: ((Same here for the ping))
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He stands as
the first few students make their way in. With a wave he points out a few of the
available seats as he looks up to the wall clock. *
Sha-Sha: *She waves back and nods at Luis
and takes a seat.*
Christian Gallagher: He stops at the door,
letting Sha-Sha go in first, and moving in right after. A brief look around is
made...he looks up to Luis, nodding to him with a smile as he heads to a seat
with his companion. "Hello."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He glances
back at the greeting and takes a moment to size the man up before returning it.
* " Hello yourself. Are the two of you here togeather? "
Sha-Sha: *She smiles and nods at Luis.*
Yes, we are. Christian and Sha.
Christian Gallagher: "That would be us," he
says with a nod, settling down into a seat.
David Marks:
David Marks shows up, arriving in a silver BMW Boxer and finds a parkign space
before heading in. Dressed in a nice business suit of dark blue color with some
silver pinstrips. Getting directions to the proper classroom, making sure to
show his identification so that he can get his student badge for the class.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He steps back
behind the desk to look over the notes again. * " Alright. You do not represent
any stated agency. What made you interested in taking this course? "
Katana: She drives up on a black Shadow. Dark and
exotic and tall (6'2"), she wears her long dark brown hair mostly pulled back in
a ponytail. Grey eyes watch everyone with caution, remaining quite reserved;
which for her is sometimes an oxymoron. Dressed quite casual, she prefers to
wear dark clothes, black being her color which looks very nice against her dark
skin. Tonight she has on a black tank top, with a black long sleeve button-down
shirt worn open over it, black chinos and black jungle boots. Over her shoulder
she has a black leather backpack.
Sha-Sha: *She looks up as David enters,
then murmurs to Christian.*
Sha-Sha -> Christian Gallagher: Murmured: That
doesn't bode well for our plan...
Jez Talino: The silver bullet screeches to a
halt. Having taken several of the classes, he has been anxiously awaiting the
start of this one. He moves into the building quickly.
Katana: Katana heads to the classroom, just behind
The man in the business suit.
David Marks: He
finds his seat, apologetically of course for being late and then glances around
briefly to see who else is in the class with him before looking back to Luis and
what he is saying.
Jez Talino: ((The silver bullet, eh, being
his car, not him.)) ~ He is wearing a very elegant, shimmering black silk suit,
with a black silk shirt beneath, black on black, and exquisitely tailored. And
with it, shocking pink hi-top Converse sneakers.~
Sha-Sha: The possibility that I might be
getting stalked and wanting to know how to counter it before it becomes a fight.
*It was the closest she could come to the truth and she's bad at lying.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He quietly
watches each student enter, sitting on his desk so that he can see them all. *
Jez Talino: He glances at those he knows,
but makes no particular gesture towards them yet as he takes a seat.
Katana: She takes a seat near the back, oddly
standing for now. And making sure that no one is to her back either.
Christian Gallagher: "Well," he says,
glancing at David and then back to Luis. Sha-Sha gets a brief nod as he
continues. "We're just kind of trying to improve our ability to...yeah, pretty
much what Sha said."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He gives the
slightest of nods to Sha's explanation before speaking again. * " You do know
that the institute provides a class specificly tailored to your problem, right?
"
Katana: (That should be she doesn't take a
seat....))
Surly: *her battered old wagon pulls into her
favorite parking spot. she exits the car, wearing a sheer purple halter top that
ties around her neck, and a pair of purple shortshorts. her Docs, black gloves
with heavy silver rings, and her hair in twin ponytails--stark white and rich
purple, horizontal stripes*
Christian Gallagher: Katana and Jez get
glanced at, and all of the new entrants, David included, get friendly nods and
smiles. A brief tilt of his chin upward is given to Jez in greeting.
Sha-Sha: I plan on taking several courses.
*She nods* This just seemed a good one to start with.
Jez Talino: He smiles slightly but warmly
and nods back to Christian.
Sha-Sha: *She looks over the various
people entering. When Christian gives Jez the nod she looks back curiously*
Who's that?
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * As Surley
enters Luis looks up and at her. * " I think that is everyone. Would you please
close the door behind you, Ma'am? "
David Marks:
David nods back to Christian, looking to Katana and Jez as well before he pulls
out a small notepad and pen.
Surly: *and heads into the building, drifting
relatively quietly into the class and taking a seat near the back. hey, she must
be serious. she even brought a notebook, just in case she needs it. nods to Luis
with a faint smirk that soon falls into her usual scowl*
Jez Talino: He has not brought the Hello
Kitty bag into this classroom, thank gawd, but he does have a notebook and a pen
for taking notes, his focus already riveting on Luis.
Katana: The backpack comes off her shoulder and she
quietly pulls out a clipboard with notepaper on it along with a pen. Not
planning on sitting yet.
Christian Gallagher: "Someone I met while at
work," he says quietly, leaning over so as not to disrupt the beginning of the
class. "If we get the chance, I'll introduce you. Nice guy."
Surly: *and so she does, on the way to the
seat. cold eyes flicking once around the room, pausing to nod shortly to Jez,
then back to Luis. only one master in the ring, and he's it tonight*
Sha-Sha: *She nods.* Alright. *She pulls
out her own notepad and pen since people seem to be getting ready. Hers is
rather small, fitting in that purse.*
Jez Talino: He nods back to Surly, equally
serious though perhaps not as grim as she.
Christian Gallagher: He's got a packpack from
which his quad-ruled pad comes out, pen coming out of his jacket. The first
several pages are flipped over, filled with notes from something else, before he
comes to a blank page, and his attention goes to Luis.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He stands
again and looks each of them over once more before speaking again. * " Some of
you I know and most of you I do not. Introductions are in order. I am Staff
Sergeant Luis Alejandro Ruiz and I will be your insructor for Espionage and
Counter Espionage. If there is anyone here that somehow made it into the wrong
class room this is your chance to run away and not get billed. Those that are
staying will learn the basics of information gathering and protection. One at a
time please introduce yourselves along with the agency that you represent,
keeping in mind that within the next week anyone in this class could be assgined
to gather information about you. " * He smiles and waits. *
Sha-Sha: *She makes a small face, eh,
we'll see if they manage with just the nickname. She'll even stand up first, get
it over with.* Sha-Sha. Or Sha. No agency.
Jez Talino: He studies each person as they
introduce themselves, particularly their body language, how they carry
themselves.
Christian Gallagher: He shrugs and raises his
hand. "I'm Christian Ghallagher. Not with any kind of government agency."
Surly: *rises* Surly. myself or here, take
your pick. *smirks and sits back down*
Sha-Sha: *And after she introduces
herself, she sits again.*
David Marks:
David does glance once more to Jez and then to Surly, the two of them being the
most unorthodox looking of his fellow students. He then glances to Sha at her
introduction.
Jez Talino: He stands up, shoulders back,
head high. "Jez Talino. I represent myself." An inclination of his head and he
resumes his seat.
Surly: ((if anyone needs a DD, PM me,
please.))
Christian Gallagher: He looks around the
room, leaning back in his seat and nodding to each person in turn in greeting as
they introduce themselves.
Sha-Sha: ((Ditto))
Jez Talino: ((ditto too))
Christian Gallagher: ((I'm a Lemming. *Leaps
over cliff* Ditto.))
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods at
the introductions and smiles, noting that David and Katana do not speak up. * "
Alright then. Raise your hand if you have any sort of formal education it the
gathering and analisis of inteligence information. "
Surly: *she does not raise her hand*
Katana: Katana waits to introduce herself at the
end. "Katana. I represent myself." Quite business-like as well as straight to
the point. ((Sorry was waiting for David's post before mine.))
David Marks:
"David Marks" he says after seeing that Katana is wating on him apparently.
"United Nations."
Sha-Sha: *hand remains down*
Christian Gallagher: No hand-raising for him.
He looks around the room, though, curious to see who does.
Jez Talino: He doesn't raise his hand.
David Marks:
David considers for a moment, then raises his hand after a moment. Semi looking
around at the response of the others.
Sha-Sha: *Sha watches the others as well
as listens, making note of each name and the fact that David seems to be the
only one claiming an agency.*
Katana: Her hand stays down while she already writes
a few things down on her clipboard.
Surly: *simply looks at David calmly, lovely,
hard face neutral*
Sha-Sha: *Formal training for David she
expected.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Alright
then. At the risk of boring Mr. Marks the first thing that we will cover is some
of the terminology that will will be using in this course. Information gathering
is nothing like what you have read about or seen in the movies. It is a mentaly
exhausting exercise at its best and a mind numbing bore at its worst, but if you
are trying to gather data from a source that is protected you will find what you
learn in this class very useful I promise you. "
Jez Talino: He pays full attention to
Luis, listening intently.
David Marks:
David smiles a little, glancing around the room some as he studies the other
people briefly and then back towards Luis, still seeming intersted to hear what
he has to say.
Surly: *wrinkles her nose slightly but gets
ready to take notes*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " First there
is the term Agent. Mr. Marks is employed by the United Nations. Does this make
him an Agent, or is he simply an employee of the UN? You know as much as I do
and it is not polite to ask. An Agent is a person that is unofficially employed
by an intelligence service. "
Sha-Sha: *She takes notes, abbreviating
and apparently shorthand.*
Surly: *scratches her head. vaguely recalling
school, years ago*
Christian Gallagher: He raises his head.
"He's probably the person who's gathering information on you, and that's why
he's to be feared, would be my guess."
Jez Talino: "I'll hazard a guess," he says
slowly, raising his hand. "Is it an agent who is on assignment?"
Sha-Sha: ((Oh, yeah and for anyone who
missed it when they came in Awareness if you have it Diff 9 Min 2Sux))
Katana: She takes a stab at it. "Some who is trying
to penetrate into a place of intelligence? Someone secret?"
Jez Talino: He glances at Christian.
Similar guesses, some differences.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " You are on
the right track, Jez, but that is not the true definition. "
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He points to
Katana. * " Ladies and gentleman, we are geting closer. "
Jez Talino: He looks at Luis, wondering if
any of the three of them were close.
David Marks:
David doesn't seem inclined to speak, mostly watching but does take interst in
the answers of the others.
Jez Talino: "An Agent who has already
breached a place and is 'in place' gathering information?"
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " The
Agent-in-Place is a government employee who is influenced to cooperate with a
foreign government instead of defecting; now working for two employers instead
of one. They are dangerous because they are on your payroll and you have been
betrayed by them. They have access to your secrets and they are selling them for
money. This is not only limited to governments. If Stan the stalker passes
twenty bucks to your cleaning lady to go through your trash for him then guess
what? You have an Agent-in-place. "
Surly: *shrugs* an undercover agent? one in
really deep? *a slow blink, remembering movies* maybe even one who doesn't
conciously know she's an agent at all, until whatever they're supposed to do
gets triggered in some way?
Freemage OOC -> Christian Gallagher:
((*Waves* Obviously, you're in-scene now, so I was just going to ask how long
you're likely to be on tonight?))
Christian Gallagher: One last try. "A spy,
essentially?"
Jez Talino: "And," he ventures, "he or she
would be feared because they could be sitting next to you, every day, and you
don't have a clue."
Jez Talino: ((DLP *L*))
Christian Gallagher -> Freemage OOC: ((For
quite a while, probably. Until late.))
Sha-Sha: *She nods, noting guesses as well
as proper answer.*
Jez Talino: ~scribble scribble~
Surly: ((*shoves her post above the proper
answer*))
Christian Gallagher: He does a silent 'Ah' at
the explanation and marks it down, glancing over to Sha-Sha briefly with a shrug
and smile.
Sha-Sha: *She smiles at Christian, hey, he
at least tried. She didn't even do that.*
Freemage OOC -> Christian Gallagher:
((*Nods* Cool. Okay, then... when might be a good time to try for a scene with
Ms. Yue?))
David Marks: Mark
smiles some, seeming happy to have a lively bunch to be in class with.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " He nods too
both Jez and Surly. * " Its someone that you have taken into your trust. Once
someone is in your trust they become much more dangerous to you. I am not saying
never to trust, but be damn sure that where you place your trust does not come
back to bite you. Regan once said trust but verify. Be aware of the people that
are close to you. If they start geting into financial difficulties watch them
closely. Gambling problems, abuse of alchohal, you name it. These are all doors
that can be used to get inside and take that trusted person and turn him or her
into a betrayer. "
Christian Gallagher -> Freemage OOC: ((Well,
tonight's a player night for me. No ST'ing allowed. :) ))
Surly: *nods grimly, jotting things down in
an odd shorthand blend of German and English*
Jez Talino: He regards Luis very
seriously, listening intently.
Freemage OOC -> Christian Gallagher:
((Ah... right, sorry. Okay, when are your ST-allowed nights?))
Sha-Sha: *She chews her lip gently, this
could be interesting. She glances over at Christian.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Can anyone
name off any other examples of where one might find an agent-in-place? "
Christian Gallagher -> Freemage OOC:
((Monday, Wednesday, Sunday.))
Sha-Sha: *She raises her hand* Lawyers?
Jez Talino: "A biological laboratory, or a
corporation type place?"
Jez Talino: He does smile a bit at
Sha-Sha's answer. He liked that.
Freemage OOC -> Christian Gallagher:
((*Nods* Cool. I'll look for you tomorrow, then.))
Christian Gallagher: He's simply listening
and writing. When Luis asks for other examples, he shrugs. "Pretty much
anywhere?"
Katana: "Couriers....all types."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He smiles at
Sha and then looks to the rest of the class. * " Lawyers. Scum of the earth,
right? No, not lawyers, but what about your lawyers employees? A good Agent will
recruit agents in place to use against you even through second and third
parties. Watch the people that you do business with and encourage them to clean
their own house. "
Surly: students. spouses or whoever you're
dating. your offspring. even your parents could be. in some cases, maybe not
doing it on purpose--maybe they got talked into spying on you for your own good,
like a mom checkign junior's boxer drawer for drugs.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * A nod to
Katana. * " Couriers are horribly underpaid to begin with. The door is already
open there. "
Jez Talino: Oooh, quickly writing down
Luis's words.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * Another smile
to Christian and Surly. * " Straight up. Anyone at all can be one. They just
need access and temptation. "
Jez Talino: "Cleaning crew. Janitorial
staff have keys and work often at night when no one else is around."
Sha-Sha: *She purses her lips and nods*
Computers...Internet...
Sha-Sha: Cell phones...
Christian Gallagher: Legal Clerks...Bus.
Contacts...2nd/3rd Parties...Couriers...And Everyone Else, too. Scrawled
into his notepad.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He points to
Jez. * " Thats a good one. Lets not forget Security Officers. Does everyone
understand what an AIP is then? "
David Marks: Mark
nods some as he looks around at the various answers being given and smiles
slightly before looking back over to Luis.
Jez Talino: He nods, looking over the
words he has written and then back up to Luis.
Surly: *nods to Luis*
Christian Gallagher: He nods to Luis. "Got
it."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He shakes
his head at Sha. * " Those are methodes. Dangerous, but they are never tempted
into betraying you. The only times that they can be used against you is if you
use them for something they should not be used for or if you fail to take the
proper security precautions with them. "
Sha-Sha: *She waits to see if the
inanimate objects also fit into the category*
Sha-Sha: *She nods* Got it.
Katana: She gives a small nod as she is writing
again.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " The next one
should be easy. When you have an AIP what do you do about it? You can fire them
or cut them out of your life, but if you do then how do you ever find out who
they were selling your information too? "
Surly: so you try to hunt the hunter. since
torturing the info you want out of them is illegal and nobody here'd do anything
like that. *smirks* watch 'em, hire someone to follow them, or whatever, until
you find out who they're sellign to.
Jez Talino: "Feed them information,
controlled or false, and see who bites. Keep them close to you, but always be
aware of what you're doing and saying."
Sha-Sha: *She nods as Surly and Jez answer
before she could.*
Jeff Brolin: *He elbows
open the door, and he looks around. A blink, as he seems rather surprised about
the number of people that are there. Well, shit, there goes the sneaking in and
being fashionably late.*
Christian Gallagher: He looks up, blinking,
as Jeff steps into the room. Not someone he'd expect to be in a class like this.
Surly: *eyes Jeff a moment, then looks back to
Luis*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He smiles at
that. * " Oh hell no. Using torture to protect yourself and ensure your own
survival is uncivilized. " * He rolls his eyes. * " The person that pays an AIP
is comonly called either a bagman or a handler, and what Jez is refering too is
disinformation. "
Jez Talino: His serious demeanor falters,
his eyes widening at seeing Jeff.
Sha-Sha: *She blinks at Jeff's entrance.
Her mouth opening a bit and a baffled look on her face. Now why is HE here?*
Katana: Katana doesn't seem to be surprised since
she's in a good spot to see who comes in (and not up behind her); standing in
the back of the room. She seems indifferent to the late arrival, or at least
that's the appearance she gives.
Jez Talino: He blinks and then returns
attention to Luis.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He glances up
at the newcomer. * " There is a class going on in here sir. Leave before I shoot
you, please? "
Surly: *smirks back to Luis a bit, then tilts
her head* handler. not necessarily the aip's um...direct contact, right? i mean,
your aip could've been recruited by a third party, right?
Jeff Brolin: *He cracks
his neck, and seems equally surprised to see... well... the people he DOES see.*
Jez Talino: Writing down
disinformation, feeding of false or controlled information to suspected AIP
[Agent-in-Place].
David Marks:
Mark glances over at Jeff for a moment and then smirks about something and
watches to see what happens next.
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
up.* What? Fuck no, mate. M'here for the class. *He reaches back into the
backpack over his shoulder, and pulls out a piece of paper.* M'just a little
late is all.
Christian Gallagher: He blinks at Luis's
comment, and then gets RIGHT to writing down. Bagman...handler...DON'T BE
LATE TO CLASS.
Jeff Brolin: *He hands
over the paper, and cants his head.* Jeffrey Brolinger. Y'need my i.d. or what?
Jez Talino: Should probably also add the
bagman and handler info, and he does so.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * Luis nods to
Surly. * " Correct. There are times when you may have to wade through multiple
cutouts before you discover who you AIP is actualy working for. A cutout is just
another person that is hired to deal with the AIP and obfuscate the identity of
the agent that really wants your secrets. "
Jez Talino: Writing down the cutout
information.
Surly: *blinks slowly. maybe this won't be
quite as tough a class as she thought, after all. so far, seems kinda logical.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " He takes the
paper and reads it over quickly before handing it back. * " You are late. Dont
let it happen again. Maybe one of the other students will allow you to look over
their notes. "
Jeff Brolin: *He
salutes, and pulls his backpack off his back. Finding a seat.*
Christian Gallagher: A couple underlines
underneath that last note, and then he starts in with the stuff about the
cutout.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Now how do
you think that those cutouts would communicate with you AIP? Keeping in mind
they are going to suspect that you may know you have an AIP in your life and are
trying to hunt them down? "
Sha-Sha: *She blinks a couple more times
and has to bite her lip to stifle a giggle as her eye catches Christian's note.
She notes a few more things that came out as she was staring at Jeff.*
Surly: ((brb--er call.))
Jeff Brolin: *He grins,
and watches Luis quite calmly. He tongues at his bottom lip ring, idly. A
nervous habit, maybe. Though he doesn't SEEM to be nervous.*
Sha-Sha: Written communications could be
found or traced, so verbal communication. Perhaps, through these other parties
but face to face at each point?
David Marks:
David continues to sit there, dressed well in his suit but doesn't seem to have
actually written down any notes just yet.
Jez Talino: "Casual meetings in busy
public places, without actually speaking, like maybe the trading of
information?" He ignores Jeff.
Jez Talino: "Maybe non-verbal signs, and
encrypted e-mails over satellite connections?"
Jez Talino: He's guessing, trying to think
how HE might do something like that without getting caught.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He smiles
again and stands back up. * " They never meet face to face unless there is no
other option. They use what are called dead drops. Does anyone know what a dead
drop is? "
Christian Gallagher: "Or if it is written,
something easily destroyable immediately, maybe? On napkins, or something else
flimsy that have water spilled on it to ruin the note?"
Jeff Brolin: Find
somethin' t'blackmail 'em with before. Everyone's got dirt on 'em. If they're
afraid you'll talk, they won't talk. *He shrugs, simplicity.*
Surly: *blinks* uh... heck. passing notes,
maybe? although that seems like a bad idea. paper trails aren't always good
things.
Christian Gallagher: "Dead drop..." He frowns
a little, thinking. "A pre-arranged place...um. Like a safety deposit box, or a
mailbox for an unused apartment?"
Jeff Brolin: *And he
raises his hand.*
Sha-Sha: Leaving a package in like a
locker or something for then sending the key to the person?
Jez Talino: "That would be an object
dropped at a specified location for the other to find?"
Jeff Brolin: *But
everyone else answers. Dammit, and he was trying to be polite.*
Jez Talino: He looks to Christian, liking
his answer better.
David Marks:
David looks back to Surly and then Jeff some, half curious about the new guy but
he doesn't appear to represent any agency he might know so he goes back to
listening once more.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Correct.
Deap drops can be anything. The resivoir on a toilet in one of their favorite
resterants, a locker, one of those fake rocks that idiots hide their spare keys
in... but if you want to use a dead drop you cant check it all the time, right?
Someone would notice if you checked that locker everyday at three would they
not? "
Christian Gallagher: He shrugs a little to
Jez, smiling a bit. He's seen a lot of Mission Impossible-esque movies.
Jeff Brolin: Only if
it's in a public place. If you pick someplace that no one knows about but you
and the target *his accent slipping, it sounds like 'tahget'* you're pretty much
free as a fuckin' bird. An' if they don't know why you're goin' there.
Sometimes... best place t'hide shit is in plain sight.
Sha-Sha: *She nods at Luis's question.*
Jez Talino: Taking notes.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He looks back
to Jeff and nods. * " You are using alot of if's there, sir. "
Jeff Brolin: *He
grins.* Lotta ifs in the spy business, mate. Ideal situation nevah happens,
though. Gotta... considah all the wrongs... befoah y'make it roight, yeah?
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Exactly,
which is why you never check a dead drop unless you recive a signal from your
AIP and your AIP should never check it unless they recive a signal from you. No
matter if you realize it or not people do study your dayly routines. If you
check that locker often they will notice. It only takes one of them to care and
your cover is gone, whatever that may be. So let me hear some ideas on how you
can communicate with someone that you can never see face to face or talk to on
the phone. "
Surly: *shakes her head, drawing a blank.
being blunt has its drawbacks*
Christian Gallagher: "Ad in the newspaper.
Personals section."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " That is a
great idea, Christian, and it is used. There is a drawback to it though. Can you
think of what that would be? "
Jeff Brolin: *That grin
doesn't seem to leave his face. He looks over to Sha, and wiggles fingers to
her. A slight frown, but he looks back to Luis. He doesn't wanna get shot, after
all.* Marks.
Sha-Sha: *She thinks of a couple ideas and
dismisses them before she speaks* An encrypted note in the pocket of a shirt
left in a locker.
Jeff Brolin: Other
people could honestly pick up on the article. You've gotta keep the cover
secure. Pain in the ass.
Christian Gallagher: "Ummm..." Okay, he can't
figure that out, so he goes for a humor instead. "Having to tell the sleazy
businessmen that think it's legit and hit you up for a three-way with their
secretary no?" He shrugs. "No idea."
Sha-Sha: *She gives a small wave back to
Jeff, but seems pretty focused on the class.*
Surly: uh....tape a note under the seat of a
movie theater chair? *hazards a wild guess*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He gives a
playfull frown to Sha and then smiles. * " But then you have to open that locker
everyday, right? " * He turns back to Jeff. * " Now we are talking. Explain
please. "
Jez Talino: "The paper you keep
advertising with...someone there might notice a pattern."
Sha-Sha: Not necessarily. If you go to the
gym once in a great while because of a busy schedule but continue to pay your
membership they don't ask questions.
David Marks: Nod
some about some of what he hears, glancing to Jeff again for a moment and then
over to Christian.
Jeff Brolin: *He
scratches behind an ear.* Well... say you... put an article for a contract
negotiator, meanin' t'hire yourself a hitman. Lotta codes involved. You've got
Joe Normal hangin' out thinkin' you actually NEED one. Then you've gotta have an
office ready, or a believable excuse as t'why you don't wanna meet with that
one. THEN y'get the authorities involved for false advertising, and your cover's
blown.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * To Chris... *
" Not at all. If it absolutly has to get into the hands of the handler as soon
as possible waiting for the morning edition is not an option. For time sensitive
information the classified adds just dont work. "
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " No they
dont, Sha. But the person following your AIP will notice and they will break in
and they will check that locker for you. They may even leave you a gift in the
form of some juicy misinformation. "
Christian Gallagher: "Mmm...point." He nods
to Luis at his answer, and spares a glance to Jeff, blinking.
Katana: "Get someone else, a stranger, paid well,
like an underpaid courier to drop off the message, but of course nothing overtly
obvious."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " And that is a
good example of a dead drop, Surly. "
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
back to Christian, and looks confused. And back to Luis.* A third contact. But
even that's risky.
Sha-Sha: *She frowns a bit and nods at
that, thinking*
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
back to Katana. And shrugs.*
Surly: flowers! could work for a one-shot
thing. person reads the card and tells the delivery peeps they got the addy
wrong or something, maybe? cuz the card's the code and tells 'em what to do or
whatever next.
David Marks:
"Or a message encrypted into junk email." Mark finally says with a little glance
over to Katana.
Christian Gallagher: He looks back to his
quad-ruled pad, scribbling notes down.
Surly: *blinsk. she got one right? whoa....*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods to
Katana and reaches back into the desk for his stapler. Opening it he withdraws a
folder peice of paper. * " I just checked a deaddrop and found information from
my AIP. How did I know to check it? Up there on the chalkboard there is a
chalkmark in blue chalk that looks like a check mark. That mark could have been
left on any wall, stopsign or parkbench in this city. I could check it while
riding the subway if it was left in the right place. Do you see what I am
saying? "
Jez Talino: "There are now ways to set up
a satellite communication with your computer, and e-mails that are tightly
encrypted with secured addies. An extremely skilled hacker could probably break
the code, eventually. But it's a good way to get detailed information to
another."
Jez Talino: ((Put that one up above Luis's
words.))
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He grins at
Surly. * " Thats a great idea for when you need it check imeadiatly. Just need
to be careful not to use it often. "
Jez Talino: He nods, writing down
information, expression thoughtful.
Jeff Brolin: S'what I
meant by marks, *he says with a roll of his shoulders.*
Surly: *nods slowly, to both things*
Christian Gallagher: He nods to Luis, leaning
back in his seat and listening.
Sha-Sha: *she writes a couple words of
that, enough to jog her memory.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " I asked you
to explain it Jeff. We are on a clock though and I could not wait any longer. Do
you have any other examples of good marks that could be used, Jeff? "
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He looks over
to David. * " Encryption in junkmail works really well as long as the person
that you are looking into never finds the key. "
Jeff Brolin: *He
pauses. A wince.* Sorry, mate. Uhh... you... pretty much hit it though.
Sha-Sha: Luis: Never use the same code.
Jez Talino: "It doesn't have to be an
actual mark, though, right? I mean, someone could take an everyday object that's
always present and turn it a different way. Like the flag on a mailbox is a
signal to a postal carrier. But it would have to be less obvious than that."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Well here is
another. Say that I live on a street that my AIP has to pass each day to get to
work. If I leave a flowerpot in my window they check the drop. If I dont then
they dont. Keep it simple and if you are trying to figure out how your AIP and
her handler are geting togeather look for little things like that when you
follow her. "
David Marks: Mark
nods some about that, glancing around the room some again at everyone again.
Jez Talino: "Or use a mixture of codes,"
he says quietly. "Cryptanalysis is ever-evolving of its methods."
Jeff Brolin: Hnnh. *And
for the first time, he makes a note on his pad of paper.*
Christian Gallagher: "A particular song
played on the radio station, and that song's CD being the dead drop at the place
in question?" Hey, he's a DJ. What did you think he was gonna come up with.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " How do you
let the AIP know what code you are going to use today then, Sha? "
Sha-Sha: *She chewing her lip again.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods to
Jez. * " Good thinking. It can be anything. The AIP just needs to know what he
or she should be looking for. "
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He looks to
Christian... * " If you have the means that is a great way, but you better make
sure nobody on another shift starts playing that song. "
Jez Talino: He nods back to Luis and keeps
writing, his expression serious and focused.
Sha-Sha: Make it a part of the encryption?
*She shakes her head after saying it.* No, someone might find the pattern. I was
just thinking the same way you did for any other encryption.
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
over to Christian, and blinks at that. He makes another note.* A mix c.d. *He
smirks.* Instead of apologizin', I'd make a mix c.d. for a friend o'mine, and
slip it into his mailbox.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Point
being there is more than one way to skin a cat, but if you keep it simple there
is alot less to go wrong. "
Christian Gallagher: He nods. "So you make it
an older song. Something that's not a current hit, and is nice and obscure. An
80's or 90's song."
Katana: "Different codes for each week or each
day, depending on how many codes you've got," she offers.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods... *
" Something that would not be played everyday. Otherwise your AIP will get tired
of the boy who cried wolf. Or mix your song with a special intro that you use
for it. So they know not to check it without hearing the intro. "
Jez Talino: "Nearly any encryption can be
broken, eventually. It's a calculated risk it seems to me."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods * "
Sometimes risks need to be taken. If you can think of a way to force there hands
you can make them take risks and catch them that way. "
Christian Gallagher: He nods with a smile and
writes.
Jez Talino: He smiles a bit at that
mention of catching them through risks and he rights down more notes.
Surly: *keeps writing notes, thinking hard.
with a faint frown suggesting a headache*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Another
methode that is used is the brush pass. It takes practice but two people can
pass each other on the street and leave information on each other without you
even seeing it. We will be practicing this with each other in the next class. "
Sha-Sha: *She lets out a slow breath,
keeping her eyes on the notepad as she does, reviewing and adding here and there
as well as including the new.*
David Marks: Mark
writes down some things as he seems to be thinking of something now.
Surly: *a faintly wrinkled nose. touching.
well, she has to do it in her classes, so....* hey--that's kind of like a
pickpocket, right? that brush pass?
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He nods to
Surly. * " Its the same skill, except that instead of distracting the person
that owns the pocket you are reaching into you are distracting everyone else on
the street. "
Jeff Brolin: *He just
watches, actually, seeming interested. Not adding any more.*
Jez Talino: "Much easier to do on the
streets of New York, I'd imagine, compared to, say, a town of 10,000."
Jez Talino: "Still would take skill and
timing, but it's easier to get close enough to brush up with someone without
being noticed by others."
Surly: *nods slowly*
Jeff Brolin: If y'make
it really obvious. An ass grab, sometimes works, *he says with a serious nod.*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " It works
anywhere that people are standing around close to each other, really. I have
made brush passes on horseback on an Andes mountain trail. Of couse there I was
also carrying a kalishnakov so people were not going out of their way to watch
me all that closely. "
Christian Gallagher: He looks over at Jeff
and shakes his head a little, before going back to his note-taking.
Sha-Sha: *She writes down Kalishnakov...she'll
look it up later.*
Surly: grabbing someone'sass wouldn't always
work. *smirks slightly*
Jez Talino: "An authentic one?" Eyes
widen. "Damn."
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
back to Surly.* Yeah? People underestimate sexual deviants. Think all they're
interested in is below the belt. *he smirks.* I could get away with it.
Katana: Katana smirks a bit at the mention to a
kalishnakov.
Sha-Sha: *She looks over at Jez as he
makes the comment, underlines the word again*
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: " Anyway the
time is up for tonight. Next week we are going to be working on blending into
different enviroments and brush passes. Wear something comfortable that has
pockets in places you do not mind being touched, please. "
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He looks back
to Jez... " Pardon? "
Jez Talino: He looks disappointed the
class is over. But now he can stop being serious. "That will be easy for you,
Jeff," he comments with a grin. "You'll have pockets all over."
Sha-Sha: *She is chewing that lip harder
now.*
Jez Talino: Luis: "Kalishnakov...designed
an AK-47. I was wondering if it was an authentic one he designed."
Jeff Brolin: *He looks
back to Jez. He winks.* Gonna make it as difficult for you guys AS possible, *he
says sincerely.* S'my job. *He throws his backpack over his shoulder.*
David Marks: He
glances over to Surly and then Katana, and finally Sha-Sha with a little grin on
something as he starts to put close up his notebook.
Surly: *gives Jeff a serious look* but not in
every case. chances are good that if someone grabbed my ass, i'd give him
serious hurt. i am, frankly, overtrained. i get touched inappropriately, my
natural instinct is to lash out. so, you might pass me info or get some off
me--but you'd still probably be in the hospital.
Jez Talino: ((an=the))
Christian Gallagher: He looks up at Luis and
nods, flipping his notepad shut and putting his pen back into his pocket. A look
over to Sha-Sha, head tilting to the side a bit.
Jez Talino: He gets up, tucking away his
notebook and stuff.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He shakes his
head. * " Same model, but this one was east german. If you ever run into an
original let me know. I might break my piggie bank for that. "
Christian Gallagher:
d10: Per+Emp (Sha-Sha): 3,2,6,5,6,9,
Sha-Sha -> Christian Gallagher: She's a little edgy with Jeff's comments and not really looking forward to the next class but seems determined to see it through at the same time...trying to hide the reluctance she feels.
Sha-Sha: *She looks over at David as he
looks her way a small smile. Then she looks back at Christian.*
Surly: *packs up her stuff and rises with a
stretch* i'll have to buy something looser. most of my clothes either have no
pockets or hidden ones. *remarks calmly* and i'll remind myself not to damage
anyone. *a little grin* thena gain--in class i'll be expecting it.
Katana: Katana gives a little grin to Surly, who
pretty much verablized her feelings on getting touched in the wrong places too.
Jez Talino: Luis: He grins. "So would I. I
think they're all in the hands of either museums or wealthy collectors." A
respectful nod. "Good night."
Jeff Brolin: *He gets
up, and moves towards the door. He holds his notebook in his hand. He doesn't
start taking notes until he exits from the building.*
Surly: *smirks back to Katana and simply heads
for the door now*
Katana: She puts her clipboard with notes back
into her pack and just stays near the back of the room, observing.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: * He gives a
smile. * " Your a good class. Just dont be late. "
Jez Talino: "Speaking of, Surly," he says
to her with a friendly nod now that class is over. "I'd like to talk to you some
more about getting into your elite class. I think I could qualify, if you would
care to give me a trial later on."
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: {{ Sorry all
but have to pick up my kid. Feel free to hang around and mingle if you like. }}
David Marks: Mark
stands up with a nod to Luis, then slowly looks around to the class on his way
to the door.
Surly: *nods to Jez* no prob. you around
tomorrow? i have a student i have to give a lesson to tonight, but i'll be
around later tomorrow.
Christian Gallagher: He reaches out and
brushes Sha's shoulder with his fingers--just simple contact--before he rises to
stand. He waits there with her, looking back over the others...Jez, Jeff, and
Katana getting the majority of the curious attention.
Luis Ruiz * First Defense *: {{ Planing
on same time next week at the moment. }}
Katana: Katana watches the UN guy with more interest
than the rest and when there is the opportunity to corner him alone, she will.
Jeff Brolin: *He
continues scrawling, and he shoves his notebook into his backpack. He gives a
salute to the others in the class, and hoofs it down the street to the nearest
diner. FOOD.*
Christian Gallagher: ((with her = for her))
Sha-Sha: *She smiles at Christian and
moves to stand, looking around at the others while she waits for him. Her
notepad is closed and slipped into her purse.*
Jez Talino: And now a friendly, respectful
nod to Katana, and a smile to Christian.
Katana: ((that would be really good with the
time/day. Thanks! This was really fun! :) ))
Jez Talino: Surly: "I should be. I'll give
you a call." He heads out of the place.
Jez Talino: ((Perfect for me, Luis. *S*
Surly: Probably, though a little later than this.))
Surly: good. *nods to Jez and heads back to
her car. time to run an aging woman around Battery a few times. or try to....*
David Marks:
((Sounds good to me :))
Sha-Sha: *And since he actually beat her
up she starts wandering towards the door with him.*
Sha-Sha: ((*checks schedule* I start
school again next week, hang on...))
Christian Gallagher: ((Works!))
David Marks:
David makes his way to the parking lot towards his car casually.
Jeff Brolin: ((I can be
on - however, will have to WP roll it to see if Jeff isn't too bored.))
Katana: Katana follows Marks out to the parking lot.
Sha-Sha: ((eh...same time next week I'd
have to miss. *purses lips thinking*))
Christian Gallagher: He heads to the door
with Sha-Sha, backpack slung over his shoulder as they leave.
Surly: ((i shall endeavor to remember. 8wry
grin* and Jez--i tend to go to bed around this time during the weeknights. but,
we'll try, yes? *G* night guys,and thanks!))
Jez Talino: ((I've got an hour and a half,
pushing to two hours. So if Sha and/or Christian need to talk to Keith...now is
the time!))
Jez Talino: ((Surly: *L* We'll try, but I
still haven't spent any points for his stats...))
Sha-Sha: ((*L* Keith wanted to talk to
Sha! I've got time though...))
Christian Gallagher: ((I'm good to go. *S*
Where to?))
Surly: ((*L* so, get him into training now,
and wait on the points. ansd pray she doesn't single him out for private
lessons. *chortles merrily and poofs*))
Jez Talino: ((They can always find him in
Battery or Limelight - let's make it the club!))
David Marks:
David glances to Katana following him so he slows down as he approaches the car
to give her time to catch up if that is waht she is doing.
Christian Gallagher: ((Lime's an easy option,
sure. Built-in, with Christian's job. On my way!))
LIMELIGHT CLUB
Keith Newcomb: ((~steals indigo~))
Keith Newcomb: He walks into the club,
calm. Reasonably so, anyway. ~Today's t-shirt is Motorhead~
Christian Gallagher: ((Navy is MINE!))
Sha-Sha: ((You two are nuts. *L*)) *No
change in appearance as they arrive at the club on her bike. Time to relax after
the class. She went easy on the drive home as her mind was partially still on
the class.*
Keith Newcomb: He looks around casually as
he nears the bar.
Sha-Sha:
d10: [per+alert: 7,5,9,7,
Christian Gallagher: He's quiet as they
arrive at the Limelight, and slips off the bike once the engine's stopped. He
waits for her to join him on the curb, and slips an arm around her, hand resting
lightly midway up her back as they head inside. "You okay?"
Keith Newcomb:
d10: : 4,10,4,4,4,
Keith Newcomb: He thinks he might seen the
unusual hair of Sha-Sha as she walks in. Might be her. He leans on the bar and
orders a tequila straight up.
Sha-Sha: ((Actually it's solid black these
days...faint blue sheen to it...not unusual at all *L*))
Keith Newcomb: No, that turned out to be
some other gothy sort of freak. He frowns.
Sha-Sha: *She looks up at Christian and
lets out a slow breath* Yeah I'm okay...Just nervous about the brush
passes...especially if Jeff's feeling flirty...*And when they get through the
doors she nearly runs into someone as she sees Keith, her eyes following him.*
Keith Newcomb: He moves away from the bar
with his drink, looking.
Keith Newcomb:
d10: : 6,3,8,2,5,
Keith Newcomb: There. That's right, the
different hair now. He moves towards Sha-Sha and Christian.
Christian Gallagher: He nods. "Maybe we can
talk to the instructor about..." He stops when she has a near-collision, and
follows her gaze to Keith.
Sha-Sha: *Her hand grips tight around
Christian as Keith walks over, a smile plastered on her face.*
Alexander Donovan: Alex takes a break from
his usual grind to hit his usual place for grinding. Err... Anyway, he steps in
alone tonight, giving a few employees a freindly wave on his way toward the bar.
Christian Gallagher: And he takes a single,
subtle step forward, to position himself ahead of Sha-Sha. Not obvious...could
have been just an extra step when she stumbled. Still, he's able to intercept if
needed.
Keith Newcomb: He smiles back to
Sha-Sha, crossing the room. A pat on the arm to Alex as he pasts the big guy.
Keith Newcomb: OOC> pasts=passes
Alexander Donovan: Alex pats Keith on the
shoulder as he goes by as well, returning the welcoming gesture.
Sha-Sha: *She licks her lips. For Alex,
Today Sha's sans make-up. Eyes slightly bloodshot. Wearing a pair of black
leather pants, black leather coat (not trench) opened to reveal a black body
suit disappearing into the pants.* Hey Keith
Keith Newcomb: "Hey, Sha-Sha, what's up,
girl? Like the outfit." Looks to Christian, tilts his head. Unsure if he knows
him or not. He looks familiar, like he's seen him around. "Hey."
Christian Gallagher: Keith gets a smile, warm
enough, and a nod. "Evening, man."
Keith Newcomb: Christian: Maybe he knows
him. Keith doesn't always remember people. "What's up? Hey, you should have
heard Sha sing Joplin the other night. Fucking blew us out of the water!"
Alexander Donovan: Alex gets himself a
tequila, straight today. His eyes follow to where Keith has gone and he heads in
that direction with his drink.
Christian Gallagher: "So I heard," he says
with a smile, looking back to Sha-Sha. "Not that I'm surprised."
Sha-Sha: Keith, this is Christian,
Christian this is Keith. Not much we just came to relax and enjoy the night.
*She's kinda clinging to Christian, trying to get her heart back up in it's
normal spot rather than at her feet.*
Keith Newcomb: "Cool, cool. Hey, you two
know Alex?" As the guy comes up. "Alex, this is Christian. Yeah, I think you
know Sha."
Alexander Donovan: Alex walks up behind
Keith, then makes himself comfortable with the trio. "Hey guys, anything fun on
for the night?"
Keith Newcomb: Sha: "We should get the
band back and really kick up some tunes, try to get hired somewhere. We can do
some covers to start, anyway. Think of some other female vocalists you can do.
Like Morissette or Plastmatics. No pop shit. We gotta get Ghost of Sha in the
public eye."
Sha-Sha: *She ducks her head* Thanks. You
guys were pretty good too.
Keith Newcomb: Alex: "Nah. Went to a
party last night with Jeff, then took off for something wilder and better, but
tonight's pretty quiet."
Christian Gallagher: "Hey, Alex." He nods to
him with a smile. "Good to see you again. How are you?"
Sha-Sha: I can do pretty much anything. I
just can't guarentee I'll do it well. *She smiles up at Alex.* Hey hun...
Sha-Sha: A party? Where at? *Perhaps too
casual.*
Keith Newcomb: Sha: "Don't remember. Some
lame ass thing. Some guy threatened Jeff with a broken bottle, and we left with
some chick, went and found some *real* fun."
Christian Gallagher: He looks between Keith
and Sha-Sha, curious. Still holding that spot subtlely between the two.
Alexander Donovan: Keith: "Wilder, huh?
Manage to make the news with it?" Chris: "I'm doing great. Just out for a bit on
the town." Alex does step around to give Sha a one armed hug unless Chris gets
completely in the way.
Sha-Sha: *She lays her head against
Christian, leaning on him a bit, trying to hide the trembling.*
Sha-Sha: *She frees up one arm to pull
Alex in to her other side, hugging him*
Keith Newcomb: Alex: "Nah. Why bother with
publicity?" Chuckles. "Hey, Christian, did Sha tell ya what we nearly named the
band? It was pretty good actually, though not sure a lot of people would of
gotten it."
Christian Gallagher: He doesn't get in
Alexander's way.
Christian Gallagher: His eyes narrow slightly
at Keith. His mood is pretty well shot at something. "Yes, she did. I don't
think she found it funny."
Alexander Donovan: Alex looks between
them, wondering at what that name might be...
Sha-Sha: *She keeps ahold of Alex as well,
eyes going to Christian and widening a bit as he replies to Keith.*
Keith Newcomb: He gives Christian an odd
look. "Children of Pan? I don't think Jeff meant it to be funny."
Keith Newcomb: Takes a drink of his
tequila, then fumbles out his hard pack of Camels, offering them around.
Christian Gallagher: That...was not the name
that Sha told Christian about, apparently. He blinks. "Oh. No, well...yeah. Not
many would have gotten it." Like him.
Keith Newcomb: "Pan was this mythical god
or something who liked to fuck goats." Chuckles, lighting up with a plain black
lighter. "It was pretty funny."
Sha-Sha: I...I didn't tell him that one.
*She shakes her head at the offered cigarettes.*
Keith Newcomb: "I just think Jeff was
serious." He blows out a thin plume of smoke casually. "But I like Ghost of Sha
better. She'll be the one in the spotlight."
Christian Gallagher: "Yeah, I know who Pan
is. Mythology class, 10th grade." He raises a brow. "Still don't get it."
Keith Newcomb: Sha: "You didn't? What
other names were we considering?" Smirks. "Other than my joke, of course. Man,
you took that pretty serious, I was surprised."
Sha-Sha: Not goats...women. He was often
depicted as a satyr himself though.
Sha-Sha: *She only stays upright because
she's holding onto Christian and Alex as Keith says that.*
Christian Gallagher: And then those eyes
narrow again. "Yeah, Keith...look, can I talk to you for a moment? Got something
I need to chat at you about."
Keith Newcomb: "Women. *And* goats. Saw a
picture of an ancient sculpture once, Pan mounting a goat. Never got it out of
my mind."
Alexander Donovan: Alex looks between all
three. "Am I the only one missing that joke?"
Sha-Sha: *She looks between Alex and
Christian as Christian suggests going off with Keith alone.*
Keith Newcomb: Alex: "It was Sha's
Mangled Corpse." Laughs. "Nobody gave it much thought, just a joke, but I guess
Sha didn't like it too much. But she'll loosen up around us eventually." Gives
her a wink, then nods to Christian. "I guess."
Christian Gallagher: His hand--the one not
holding Sha-Sha's--clenches. "Well, then, start walking." He's losing his
niceness a bit, and he looks to Sha. "You're going to be okay with Alex, right?"
Alexander Donovan: Alex's eyes narrow a
bit at Keith, obviously not liking the 'joke' much himself.
Sha-Sha: *She nods a little at Christian
and lets go, reluctantly, of him.*
Keith Newcomb: "What the fuck?" He frowns.
"You guys are wound tighter than a virgin's ass. Mellow. Shit."
Sha-Sha: *She can't keep it back any
longer, Christian is going. At least, she thinks he is. She turns and buries her
face into Alex's chest, crying softly.*
Alexander Donovan: Alex settles a bit when
Chris and Keith seem to be fixing to take a small walk.
Christian Gallagher: He gives Sha a smile and
nods, then starts walking with Keith. His hand comes to rest on Keith's
shoulder, and he starts to guide the man across the floor.
Keith Newcomb: He stares at Sha. Just
*stares* as she starts crying.
Keith Newcomb: Moves with Christian.
"Should we be leaving her like that, man? What in the fuck?"
Christian Gallagher: "Walk." It's muttered to
Keith. If he's not walking, he's getting pushed and dragged.
Alexander Donovan: Alex gently turns Sha
away from Keith, moving his own eyes back to just... watch.
Keith Newcomb: Christian: "This is
seriously weird." Shakes his head, shrugging off the hand but still walking with
him.
Sha-Sha: *She murmurs softly into his
chest, trying to explain a little.*
Christian Gallagher: He takes Keith across
the floor, to a table. One far away, but still with a vantage point where
Christian can see Alex and Sha. "Have a seat, Keith." He waits until Keith is
sitting before he sits himself.
Keith Newcomb: He sits down, frowning
faintly. He taps the ash from his cigarette and takes a long drag. "What's her
damage? She was all freaky when we talked about sex. I said something in joking,
and she got all serious and weird. And now she's *crying* over it? What, was she
raped or tortured or something?"
Keith Newcomb: "And trying to keep Jeff,
our guitarist, from talking about sex is like trying to tell the sun to stay
away."
Alexander Donovan: Listens to Sha, watches
the guys.
Christian Gallagher: He takes a seat and
stares at Keith at that question. He says nothing...his look is more then
enough.
Alexander Donovan: Alex gives Sha a
reassuring pat on the shoulder as he listens.
Keith Newcomb: He stares back at
Christian. Another frown and he swigs down his tequila. "Oh. Great. She ain't
gonna be able to handle us, is she?" He snorts and sits back in his chair, a
curl of smoke from the cigarette in his hand. "Fuck, Christian. She's not just
good, she's *great*. The band needs her. So what the fuck we gotta do? We can't
tame Jeff. Liam don't say shit, so he's cool. Me...I can't help what pops out of
my head through my mouth sometimes. It's just me."
Christian Gallagher: He frowns deeply, arms
folding over his chest. "Look, I'm not trying to speak for Sha-Sha. I'm not
making decisions for her, I'm just speaking based off what I know. But I don't
know if it's going to work, if you can't chill, and fucking Jeff can't." His lip
curls a little bit. The man, it seems, is becoming very much a not-Jeff fan.
Sha-Sha: *She swallows hard and just holds
onto Alex, he's still all that's keeping her from buckling at the moment. She
can't bring herself to even lift her head.*
Alexander Donovan: Alex has no problem
being support. Sha's weight being like a feather to the big guy. He muters
something in return.
Keith Newcomb: He sighs, running a hand
through his creamy locks of hair. "Well, it was just a joke. You know? If I had
said Jeff's Mangled Corpse, he would have laughed and hit me or thrown something
at me. You know. Liam would be the same. Sha's pretty cool, I had no idea she
would freak. But she was acting all weird before when Jeff was going on about
fucking. Dammit! I can try to watch myself." He shrugs, looking at him. "That's
all I can say. I'll even...apologize," having trouble with that word, "to her.
If it'll keep her doing Janis Joplin."
Sha-Sha: *More murmurs*
Christian Gallagher: He nods a little bit. "Sha-Sha
is very sensitive about shit like that, Keith. Very sensitive." He pauses for a
moment, shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath. "And now, I need to ask you
something, about that party you went to. Was it a house party, and was there a
drunk girl involved?" He's gotta check. It's got to be coincidence.
Keith Newcomb: "Don't know where it was
at, but there drunk girls and boys everywhere." He chuckles. "It was a *party*.
I think that's pretty much the definition."
Keith Newcomb: ooc> there *were*
Christian Gallagher: "Was there a drunk girl
involved with the broken bottle," he says, frowning deeper.
Alexander Donovan: "I'm sure things will
work out. Just... be careful, alright? I wouldn't want to see you hurt."
Keith Newcomb: "Nah, it was some weird guy
with a broken bottle. He crashed the party and threw their CD across the room,
put in some really cool metal. Anyway, some people offense to that." Laughs at
the memory. "He was probably drunk as hell, I remember him carrying around this
big ol' vodka bottle. That's the thing he smashed, I think."
Keith Newcomb: "I don't much remember." He
shrugs. "Me and Jeff left with this girl following us, Sasha or Sorsha or
something. It was a lame-duck party. We went off barhopping and then...well,
let's just things got way fun."
Keith Newcomb: OOC> let's just *say*
Sha-Sha: I'm trying to be...*She says in a
very small voice.* I...*She looks at the bar then closes her eyes, obviously
wanting but stopping herself for some reaon.*
Christian Gallagher:
d10: Per+Subt: 3,8,2,8,7,
Alexander Donovan: "You don't need a
drink. But you will need an escort home if Chris is working tonight."
Keith Newcomb:
d10: manip subt: 8,4,8,8,3,
Sha-Sha: *She swallows a bit* I live with
him now, him and Charlie. I...If...I really don't want to be alone and I don't
know if Charlie will be awake.
Alexander Donovan: "I'm not going anywhere
at the moment. But we'll worry about that if the two of you become seperated
sometime tonight."
Keith Newcomb: "C'mon, let's get back to
Sha and Alex." Preparing to get up.
Sha-Sha: *She nods a little, sighing
softly, a little relieved. She finally dares to lift her head and look over
towards Christian and Keith.*
Keith Newcomb: Stubbing out his cigarette.
Leaving his empty glass.
Christian Gallagher: His eyes narrow. He's
not exactly convinced, but he has no comfirmation to go off of. Even if he is
being honest, it's entirely possible he was too drunk to remember...he can't
even remember the locale. He rises to his feet and watches him, suspiciously.
"Yeah, let's."
Keith Newcomb: "Christian," he sighs.
"Look. I'm not a great guy. I'm not always a decent guy. I drink too much, I
smoke too much, I fuck too much, I say whatever stupid shit pops into my head.
But I'm not a *total* bastard. I ain't gonna harm Sha."
Keith Newcomb -> Christian Gallagher:
((And he really doesn't remember where it was. *L* Keith does NOT have a good
memory.))
Keith Newcomb: He walks towards Sha and
Alex.
Christian Gallagher: He nods a little bit.
"You're damn right you're not." That seems to be the best he's going to get. And
he heads back with Keith, making sure to be in front of the man as they approach
Alex and Sha-Sha.
Alexander Donovan: Alex frowns a bit as
Chris walks in front, obscuring his view of Keith. He does pat Sha on the
shoulder as they come back though, in case she doesn't see them.
Keith Newcomb: Stepping around Alex so
she's at least in his line of vision, though he isn't trying to touch her. "Hey,
kid," he says quietly. "I didn't mean what I said, you know. It really was just
a joke. I'll try to watch myself, but I can't always. If you want to, you know,
carry a bat or something, smack me upside the head when I talk shit." He grins.
"Feel free."
Keith Newcomb: OOC< Alex=Chris
Sha-Sha: *She lifts up a little more,
watching as they come back over. Well, Christian's okay. No apparent physical
fight. So maybe it went well.*
Christian Gallagher: He tenses, and really
tries to stay in the way between Keith and Sha. He'll let Keith see her. Not be
between Christian and her. Uber-protective mode, now.
Sha-Sha: *She looks at Christian, watching
his reaction to this before she'll respond.*
Keith Newcomb: Sha: "Besides, you know me.
You know I didn't say anything like that to you before. I was feeling relaxed
around you. You know. Comfortable. The band's coming together, we're starting to
sound good, you're singing unbelievable. It was just a weird moment."
Alexander Donovan: Alex gives Keith a wide
smile, if one of his less nice ones. "If it helps, you can consider her enrolled
in my own personal 'Big Brother' program. And I'm one 'big brother' you don't
want to be on the bad side of."
Alexander Donovan: But as Keith keeps
talking, Alex's smile becomes a bit more normal.
Keith Newcomb: "Christian!" he snaps at
him. "Will you *stop* it? Jesus H. Christ, man, it was *one* damn comment! Was
there any possible way on *earth* I was going to know how it would upset her? I
don't *think* so. Sha is the best fucking singer I've heard in a long time, I'm
not *about* to hurt her!"
Keith Newcomb: Alex: "You, too! Enough."
He snorts. "One comment. One. Making a joke about a band name. Feeling the
moment. Good god, you'd think I was rolling in steamy entrails while I was
saying it!"
Sha-Sha: *She relaxes some after he
continues then smiles softly.* Alright. I'm sorry, I got so jumpy. I
just...those kinds of jokes are a bad thing around me okay?
Keith Newcomb: "Sha-Sha, you're cool.
Alright, kid? I can talk to Jeff, try to keep him contained, and Liam's cool.
I'll watch my mouth. We need you, kid. You're the best. You make the band come
alive. But these two." He grins. "I don't know whether to laugh or bang my head
against the wall. Maybe both. Alright, monkeyboys, if you want to come to the
damn rehearsals, you can, but you'll make yourselves useful when you do."
Christian Gallagher: He blinks at the snap
and takes a small step back, but otherwise holding his ground in the face of the
other's anger. "No. You're not."
Sha-Sha: *She actually frowns at Keith's
outburst.* Yeah one comment, just a couple weeks after I moved in with Christian
because I was too jumpy living in my apartment because the mangled corpse of a
girl who was grabbed near there was found in a field.
Keith Newcomb: Sha-Sha: "Then I'll do my
best to watch it." He nods to her. "Would you rather have Spirit of Sha instead
of Ghost?"
Keith Newcomb: Raises an eyebrow at
Sha-Sha. "Seriously? That's pretty...sick. I had no clue." He really didn't.
Christian Gallagher: He calms a little bit
when Keith does, and when Sha-Sha seems tolerably okay. Still in
protective-mode, though. Just not overdrive on it.
Alexander Donovan: "And I thought that was
supposed to be the nice neighborhood."
Christian Gallagher: "This is New York,
Alex," he mutters. "'Nice neighborhood' is wholly a matter of conjecture."
Keith Newcomb: Alex: "There are no nice
neighborhoods. There are no nice towns. There's rot everywhere you look, just
sometimes you can't see it too good. Usually the shit is covered with a thin
veneer of nice."
Keith Newcomb: "Look, I gotta go. I have a
drum lesson to give early in the morning. Well, ten o'clock, but that's early
for me."
Sha-Sha: *She sighs and rubs her forhead.*
I don't mind Ghost of Sha...it sounds better. And yes, seriously, *That reaction
taking away the last vestiges of her fear over it.* So, we know I'm jumpy...you
said you'll try to watch it. We'll give it a couple more tries and see how it
goes, okay? *She looks at all three to see if that sounds good to all.*
Christian Gallagher: He seems
wary...something's still bothering him. He looks to Alex, then to Sha-Sha.
Alexander Donovan: Keith: "10 is early.
I'll see you around." No, not said menacingly, just a statement of fact.
Keith Newcomb: Sha: "Whatever it takes.
Maybe Christian should approach Jeff; I ain't so good at making others play
nice. And I figure, the more we hang out, the more comfortable we'll all be,
figure out all the personalities and egos. And," he winks with a grin, "we're
the best damn looking band in the city."
Keith Newcomb: Sha: Takes a step closer.
Softly, "We okay now, kid?" Holding out a hand to her. Ignoring Christian and
Alex.
Keith Newcomb: ((bedtime *sigh*))
Sha-Sha: *She manages a little laugh at
that.* Thank you...good night Keith. *She looks over at Christian, that wary
look gets a worried one from her.*
Christian Gallagher: He twitches a little as
Keith pushes by him, but makes no move to stop him unless Sha-Sha reacts badly.
Sha-Sha: *She nods a little.* I think so.
*She reaches out to take his hand briefly, squeezing it before letting go.*
Alexander Donovan: Alex remains where he
is, not getting in the way, but not leaving her vulnerable either. ((Goodnight,
and sleep tight.))
Keith Newcomb: He just touches her
shoulder, not moving to hug her. A sudden bright smile. "You know, you'd look
great with red hair." A light squeeze of her shoulder and he's heading out.
((Night all, thanks for the scene!))
Keith Newcomb: ((make shoulder into hand
*G*))
Alexander Donovan: Alex steps back just
enough to let Chris take his place holding Sha. "Black is definately more your
color."
Sha-Sha: *She moves her head to lean
against Christian when she slides his arm around her waist, for a moment.*
Thanks guys...and...I'm sorry. *She hugs them both.*
Alexander Donovan: "For what? I meant what
I said. Consider me the big brother that'll beat up the guys that don't treat
you right." He winks at Chris at the comment.
Christian Gallagher: "Don't be sorry, Sha-Sha."
He frowns a little. "And honestly...before you make any decisions about the
band...I think I'd like to talk to this Dani about that party."
Alexander Donovan: Alex raises an eyebrow
at Chris. "Sounds like an interesting party..."
Sha-Sha: *She nods a little.* Except...I
don't think I'll be getting drunk any more...*She whispers.*
Alexander Donovan: Sha: "Good. I don't
think that was really helping your situation."
Christian Gallagher: "I can deal with that,"
he says with a nod, squeeing her arm around her gently.
Sha-Sha: It felt like it was. *She says in
a small voice. Leaning against Christian again.*
Alexander Donovan: "The feeling was a lie.
I suppose now is the time the older brother makes a graceful exit and allows the
younger sister to enjoy her date..."
Sha-Sha: *She laughs softly.* Thanks Alex.
*She pulls away from Christian long enough to kiss Alex on the cheek.* Have a
good night. *Then she slips right back into Christian's arms.*
Christian Gallagher: He looks at Alex and
nods, smiling to him. "Thank you, Alex. I'll see you later."
Alexander Donovan: Alex slips off into the
club, drfting downstairs just to listen to what's going on as he wanders the
halls.
Christian Gallagher: He looks after Alex,
smiling a bit, then back to Sha-Sha, hugging her. "You okay?"
Sha-Sha: *She lays her head down on his
shoulder again, closing her eyes. Just standing there in his arms for a moment.
Another problem taken care of. That's two today. She takes a deep breath and
lets it out slowly.*
Sha-Sha: *She nods and looks up at him,
smiling softly.* Thank you Christian, *She lifts her head and kisses him
tenderly.*
Christian Gallagher: "Any time," he murmurs
against her lips before giving into the kiss, eyes half-shutting.
Sha-Sha: *She sways a little to the music,
holding him. Kissing him. Not caring who looks, or what their reactions are.*
Christian Gallagher: His arms wrap around
her, drawing her close, and between her and the music, he's oblivious to the
rest of the world.
Sha-Sha: *She holds that kiss for an
eternal moment. Then lays her head against his shoulder again, smiling.*
Christian Gallagher: He makes a little sigh
as the kiss parts and squeezes her arms around her. "Well. I'd say we're back
toward having a good evening. What would you like to do?"
Sha-Sha: *She smiles and nods* We
are...and I don't care. So long as I get to spend it with you I'll be happy.
Christian Gallagher: He smiles at that, and
nods. "All right." He's swaying a little bit to the music...ATB's You're Not
Alone has just started. "Well...since we're here...shall we enjoy the
music?"
Sha-Sha: *She bites her lip, ducking her
head a bit and grinning at the song. She nods, swaying with him more, the grin
not fading in the slightest.*
Christian Gallagher: He smiles and starts
to move a little more, dance floor or not. Doesn't need a dance floor...he's got
the music, he's got her. What else is there to have?
Sha-Sha: *She giggles and follows suit,
playing off him, off the music, what else is there to have indeed.*