Sha-Sha: *She laughs softly* Possibly. I was actually talking to my roommate about doing something with him. ((And I just TOTALLY blanked on what Charlie plays...*L*))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "I saw that Maddy." Smirks. "Well, our loss could be your gain, but we're still cool."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((Drums))

Sha-Sha: ((*L* Thanks ))

Madeline Dane: "Maybe we should have a jam session, see how things go. Might be that you can't stand my stuff." Keith: "I'm an opprotunist, just like most of nature."

Sha-Sha: *She nods a bit* If nothing else I'm sure it'd be fun. *She smiles softly*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "Yeah, couldn't fault you for that." Shrugs. "Besides, Amy might work out for us. She's got the look and the 'tude."

Sha-Sha: Good luck then. *She says quietly to Keith. It might almost sound like she thinks he's going to need it for some reason.*

Madeline Dane: Sha: "You know a good spot? I've got a place, but I don't think the neighbors would be thrilled with us." Keith: "So, what happened to the 'all guys' line last time?"

Sha-Sha: I'll ask Charlie if he knows of any place off-hand. If not we could rent some place.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Sha; "Thanks." He'll need it. Maddy: "I'd prefer it, I just don't think a girl could really deal with me and Jeff for long. Apart, we can be cute with it. But together, we're pretty tough to take, especially when we get going on talk. But Amy seems to be able to deal with us, we've known her awhile. Cori can handle us too, but she can't sing worth shit."

Madeline Dane: Madeline thinks about it "Don't know if I'll be able to pitch in much, but I will what I can."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "What about storage units? Rentals don't cost much, and they're big enough to set up in. That's what I'm thinking about."

Sha-Sha: *She pushes the ice cream away finally and starts digging into her purse for her wallet, taking out some cash and laying it on the table. Enough for whatever they got that she could have seen as well as her own.* Well, I should get going *She pulls out a small notepad as well and scratches out her phone number and hands it over to Maddie* I'll talk to you later, huh?

Madeline Dane: Maddy rolls her eyes. "I've taken plenty. But like you said, my music isn't really your style."

Sha-Sha: *She shakes her head* I can cover it. Money's not a problem. *She smiles softly*

Madeline Dane: She takes the number and powers up her phone, punching it in. "Got caller ID?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "The lyrics are." A faint smirk.

Madeline Dane: Madeline smiles up at Sha then. "Realy?"

Sha-Sha: *she nods at Maddy* Yes and Yes. *She looks between Keith and Maddy curious about the lyrics*

Madeline Dane: Keith: "Maybe after I hear some of your stuff, I'll write you some."

Madeline Dane: Maddy fishes around in her bag at Sha's look, getting the lyrics out for the third time. "Like I said, not sure if you'll like 'em." But clearly hoping she does. "Work in progress and all that."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: He nods, standing up, and placing the bunny carefully back into his shirt. "COnsider yourself invited to rehearsals. You got my number?"

Christian Gallagher: ((Open?))

Madeline Dane: "The one on the fliers?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((Yep))

Sha-Sha: *She reads it over, her smile fading a little as she blinks.* Damn...that's just...damn...*She looks over what music she has to go with it, trying to see if she can hum a little of it to herself.*

Madeline Dane: She hits send to text Sha a smily face, waiting for Keith's answer before powering it back down. ((C'mon in.))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Yeah, that's the one. I'm gonna get a burger so she can have the lettuce. Either of you want anything?"

Sha-Sha: *She stops, blinking as her phone sounds off. Having been distracted enough by the music in front of her to have forgotten she just gave Maddie the number. She checks it then laughs.* Oh, thanks. *And she saves the number.*

Christian Gallagher: Down the street he walks, the headphones of his IPod playing something or another. Whatever it is, he seems almost oblivious to the world as he walks along, eyes nearly shut and humming to the music.

Madeline Dane: The music is in short hand, but not hard to read. And she meant it when she said 'work in progress'. Working alone with MP3 players and what few instruments she has is slow going.

Madeline Dane: "I'll have a salad and a triple thick shake."

Madeline Dane: Sha: "Not your thing, huh?"

Sha-Sha: d10: per alert: 8,1,9,6,

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He goes inside to order.

Christian Gallagher: d10: Per+Alert: 3,8,2,8,6,4,

Christian Gallagher: The T-Shirt today reads "Unsuspecting Victim" in bold white on black, and he almost seems just that as he moves along. However, he does seem to be making his way toward Sha-Sha, Maddy, and Keith's table. Coincidentially.

Sha-Sha: What? No! I didn't say that! It's pretty damned amazing actually. *Then she blinks and her face lights up.* 'Scuse me a moment. *She bounces to her feet and she moves into Christian's path, just standing there with a smile, for a moment. Waiting to see if he's out of it enough to run into her.*

Madeline Dane: She beams a bit, watching as Sha gets in Chris's way.

Christian Gallagher: He keeps on walking, not seeming to notice Sha-Sha...at least, until his arms move out to slip around her, hugging her. "Hey, you," he says with a smile, finally looking to her with a warm smile.

Sha-Sha: *She laughs when Christian's arms slide around her and hugs him back then kisses him tenderly.* Hello, just getting off work?

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He comes out with coffee for himself, and Maddy's shake. Sits down at the table, glancing at Christian as he lets the dwarf bunny out on the table again to explore.

Christian Gallagher: "Yeah. Early night." He kisses her back. "Lime was shockingly dead tonight. Some people just don't know how to party on a Thursday."

Madeline Dane: Madeline takes the shake and sips at it, petting the bunny when it comes back.

Sha-Sha: *She giggles* I, um, *She nods over at Keith and Maddie.* Maddie has invited me, and Charlie, to jam with her see if we might form a band instead. *She nudges a little towards the table looking up at him. Silently asking if he wants to go over or not.*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: The bunny is quite tame to Maddy now, not at all nervous, and sniffs at her hand eagerly in the hopes of food.

Madeline Dane: Madeline waves at the guy, putting the shake down, to do so.

Christian Gallagher: "Oh?" He looks over to the table, smiling to Madeline. "Hey. I'm Christian." The smile holds as he sees Keith, maybe just tightens a little bit. "Hey, Keith."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He nods to Christian pleasantly. "Hey, Christian. How's the tunes, man?" Reaching over and petting the sniffing bunny, who still isn't alarmed with the presence of these people.

Madeline Dane: "Hi. How you doing?"

Christian Gallagher: "The tunes are good as always. Yours?" He looks to Madeline and gives that easy, friendly smile of his. "Doing better by the moment, now that I'm here."

Gunther Berg: (open?)

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Christian: "Hit a bit of a snag, but working through it. At least I have some time to write the lyrics." ANd his and Maddy's food arrives, and he plucks out the lettuce, giving it to the bunny.

Madeline Dane: "Was just working on my own stuff. Managed to scare one kid with it, but I think it's going well."

Christian Gallagher: ((Open on my part!)) He nods. "Well, best of luck to you with that." He leans a little into Sha-Sha. "So what kind of music to you do, Maddie?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((open I believe *S*)

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Christian: "You're welcome to sit. The rabbit doesn't bite."

Gunther Berg: Gunther tromps down the sidewalk near the cafe, stopping just outside the place to pluck out a pack of black n milds, lighting one up. He gives a look around. Paranoid as ever with the same scowl about him.

Madeline Dane: She takes a cucumber out of the salad and gives it to the bunny, taking a bite of her own lettuce.

Madeline Dane: "Whatever decides to cram itself in my head."

Gunther Berg: d10: per+alert: 2,2,1,5,9,3,

Sha-Sha: *She smiles and lays her head on Christian's shoulder gently.*

Sha-Sha: d10: per alert: 5,2,7,5,

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: d10: p/a: 2,8,6,3,3,

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: The bunny is in bunny heaven. As Keith eats his burger, his eyes shift over to Gunther.

Christian Gallagher: "I hope not, for the rabbit's sake," he says with a nod. He looks to Sha-Sha and shrugs. "Shall we?"

Gunther Berg: He puffs on his mild, oblivious. Lot on his mind tonight. Creepy.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((er bunny heaven in a sense of eating pleasure, not dead *L*))

Christian Gallagher: d10: Per+Alert: 1,9,9,9,8,5,

Sha-Sha: *She hears the tromping and sees Gunther. She can't help but wince a little bit and wraps her arms a little tighter around Christian.*

Christian Gallagher: He glances over at Gunther, looking him over for a moment, before looking back. Just another skinhead on the street, to Christian.

Christian Gallagher: Well, until he sees Sha's reaction. He blinks and looks at her questioningly.

Sha-Sha: Sure. *She says softly* ((Awareness for Gunther if he has it. Diff 7))

Gunther Berg: (no awareness. Ho hum..)

Gunther Berg: He keeps his heavy boots planted, pulling a cell phone out of his pocket and dialing a number. Waiting with a frustrated look about him.

Christian Gallagher: He nods a little, and leads her over to take a seat. He even pulls a chair out for her. 'cause he's cool like that.

Gunther Berg: When no one answers, he grumbles under his breath. "Stupid cunt.." and shoves his cell back in his pocket. He looks to the tables behind him for an empty place to sit and wait for Dirk.

Gunther Berg: d10: per+alert: 7,2,6,9,9,3,

Sha-Sha: *She murmurs softly into Christian's ear.* One of the last times I saw Dani, there was a prostitute mouthing off to him. He pulled a knife and I tried to keep him from stabbing her. I'd met him before, the woman was an idiot and not worth going to jail over. He's got a rather violent temper. Dani had sorta freaked. I um...yeah.

Sha-Sha: *Then she sits down in the chair Christian pulled for her.* Thanks.

Madeline Dane: Sha: "Danny?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Sha: Softly, "Avoid him if you can. I know enough of him. Dangerous." Pot, kettle, black. But Keith doesn't seem to see it that way, and he just sips his coffee.

Christian Gallagher: "Ahh." He nods a little and takes a seat next to Sha-Sha. So he's in-between her and Gunther, coicidentially.

Gunther Berg: Gunther.. coincidently makes his way over to their table. Eyes on Sha.

Christian Gallagher: He's sitting fairly lightly, so he can stand at a moment's notice. He puts a hand on Sha-Sha's arm, watching Gunther calmly. Only the straightness of his posture shows he may be tense.

Sha-Sha: *She nods, the difference in spelling can't be heard after all.* She...was a friend of mine. She disappeared a little while ago. *She leans into Christian, laying her head on his shoulder again with a soft sigh.*

Madeline Dane: Madeline watches as the guy comes over.

Gunther Berg: Gunther squints to Christain "Ease up, fuckstick. Ain't here ta start shit. Just wanted ta talk ta yer bitch. That cool?"

Sha-Sha: *She blinks as Gunther comes over.* Um...hey, Gunther....

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Raises an eyebrow at Gunther's words.

Christian Gallagher: "Long as you don't call her a bitch in my presence again, sure," he says with a nod. "And if she's okay with it."

Sha-Sha: I'm not a bitch. *She frowns.* You really need to learn not to talk like that, pisses people off.

Gunther Berg: He snorts, not really responding to christain's request. He looks to Sha. "I ain't mean ta get's pissed off as I did last time I saw yer tiny ass. At was my bad. I ain't should let stupid cunts get ta me like all at. She can't help it she's trashy."

Gunther Berg: He shrugs. "I suck at manners.. what else is new. If ya ain't have such a froo froo name, wouldn't be a problem."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Juuuuust in case, Keith gathers up the dwarf bunny and puts her in his shirt.

Sha-Sha: *She nods a little.* Yeah, I don't think she's going to be in this life for very long, she really wasn't worth getting that worked up over. *What is it with this girl and dangerous men?*

Gunther Berg: Gunther cocks a brow at Keith. "Dude.. I ain't gonna eatcher bunny. Ain't even hungry." He squints. "Ain't I see you at a show afore?"

Sha-Sha: It's not Froo Froo if you just say Sha.

Christian Gallagher: He's quiet as he listens, looking between Gunther and Sha-Sha with a calm look on his face...but ready in case something goes sour.

Gunther Berg: He shrugs to sha sha "I ain't give a fuck bout at whore. I need ta talk ta you bout somethin." He looks around the table. "Private like."

Gunther Berg: He nods "No.. it IS froo froo."

Madeline Dane: Madeline drinks a bit more of her shake, glancing at Sha as the big, crude guy wants to haul her away.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Gunther: "Just getting her out of the way in case there's a fight. Yeah, I caught your show. You were the only decent band, if I remember right."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ~Something very weird about a metalhead with an adorable black dwarf bunny stuck inside his Venom t-shirt.~

Gunther Berg: He nods to Keith with a smirk. "Sounds bout right. Need ta see bout gettin some openers that ain't suck so much dick so we can rock out proper."

Sha-Sha: *She looks at Christian, then back up at Gunther.* It's better than my real name. *She kisses Christian softly.* I'll be right back. *As much as Keith terrified her, it's odd how totally unafraid of Gunther she seems. Either she's getting good at hiding it or she knows something the others don't.*

Madeline Dane: "What, am I the only musician in town that hasn't managed to at least start a band?"

Christian Gallagher: He frowns deeply, looking between Gunther and Sha-Sha. To say he's uncomfortable with this...well, it's hard to understate it further. He makes no move to stop it then, watching the two as they move away.

Gunther Berg: He shrugs to Madeline "Fuck'f I know. Do ya suck at bad?" He stands out of Sha's way. Giving her room. At a looming stance."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Gunther: "Sucking dick is what they do best." He shrugs.

Sha-Sha: *She moves away from the others, out of earshot, but keeps herself in view.*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "Well, we still lack a singer." Smirks. "You may have that."

Gunther Berg: He stands at a protective stance over Sha, looking around to make sure no one can hear them before speaking in a quiet gruff tone.

Christian Gallagher: d10: Per+Emp (Gunther): 3,1,6,2,4,10,

Madeline Dane: Mutters: "Doesn't he wish he could find out." then back to a normal voice. Keith: "True enough, I suppose in the last hour I could say I've managed to get one started."

Christian Gallagher: He's dead silent as he watches Gunther and Sha-Sha. He's not attempting to eavesdrop, not that it would be possible...but he's certainly watching them closely.

Gunther Berg -> Christian Gallagher: (he's not hostile in the least toward christain. his protective stance is genuine. Maybe even a hint posessive. There is a sense of urgency to whatever he's talking to her about.)

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "And seriously, if you go with Sha," he sighs, "you're getting top quality. Thing is, she *feels* the music. She lives it, she breathes it. And it shows." He drops his burger to the plate, frowning. "I hope we can find another. Cuz the music is my *life*."

Sha-Sha: *She visibly sighs, but doesn't look tense, more...concerned?*

Sha-Sha: ((Er...scratch that last one! *L*))

Sha-Sha: *She tenses a bit and glances back at the group then up at Gunther*

Sha-Sha: *She covers her forehead with a hand and shakes her head*

Gunther Berg: He frowns with a stern look down to Sha.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He finishes his burger, letting the bunny sleep where she is.

Madeline Dane: "I wish I had one of those remote mics like what the police use..."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: He grins. "That wouldn't be polite."

Christian Gallagher: "Huh?" He looks over at Madeline, but only very briefly, then back to the duo. Still tense, but oddly a bit curious, too. "Yeah, I guess so."

Gunther Berg: Gunther takes a puff from his small cigar, still with a stern look pointed at Sha.

Madeline Dane: "Screw polite. I want to know what all the looks are."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "I don't know," he says quietly. "But he's really not a safe guy for her to hang around."

Christian Gallagher: He smirks at Keith's comment. Irony. "Yeah, I kind of gathered such."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Christian: He nods. "But she's a smart cookie. She doesn't seem the type to go out and do something stupid."

Christian Gallagher: ((Gaah, my browser crashed. Can someone email me the posts between "Sha-Sha: *She tenses a bit and glances back at the group then up at Gunther*" and "Sha-Sha: *She covers her forehead with a hand and shakes her head*" to cwsensation-wodnyc@yahoo.com?))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((i can))

Christian Gallagher: "I trust her," he says with a nod, still watching. "I don't quite trust him."

Sha-Sha: *She gives Gunther a faint smile.*

Gunther Berg: Gunther nods with another puff from his blunt. He turns and smirks at Christain.. for some reason.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: (done)

Christian Gallagher: ((Danke.))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Christian: "Wise," he murmurs. A wry smile. "I suppose I'm also included in that."

Gunther Berg: He snorts in response to whatever sha said, moving back toward the table. Still looming over the woman.

Christian Gallagher: "You're at the top of the list," he murmurs to Keith as he nods to Gunther at that smirk.

Sha-Sha: *She turns and starts walking back towards the group.*

Madeline Dane: Madeline frowns when he turns, glancing at Chris, sticking her hand in her back and powering up her cell.

Gunther Berg: When he gets to the table he stops a few feet off. "Danke." He gruffs to Christain "Fer lettin me borrow yer woman."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Christian: "Figures. But like I told her, we got friends in common," he says quietly. "We can be civil, but I promised not to push beyond that."

Sha-Sha: *She slides into the seat next to Christian again. Laying her head back down on his shoulder.*

Christian Gallagher: "She's not mine to tell her what to do," he says with a shrug. "Makes her own choices. I was just keeping an eye out for her. You're welcome, though, I guess." He smiles a bit.

Christian Gallagher: He relaxes a bit when Sha-Sha's sitting next to him, and leans over to kiss her temple lightly.

Madeline Dane: She watches the big German, considering a few things, but keeping in her seat and out of the way.

Gunther Berg: He smirks. "Ja. You ever wanna borrow my bitch, you let me know. She's blonde." He keeps his boots planted, looking over to keith. Sizing him up maybe. "Alice ain't never mentioned havin a brother afore." he says in a gruff tone, with a hit from the cigar.

Gunther Berg: He cocks a brow at Madeline "Y'alright? I ain't gonna bitecha. Not unless ya ask me to."

Christian Gallagher: He chuckles and shakes his head. "No thanks. I'm happy with the woman I have."

Sha-Sha: Gunther....*there's a bit of a warning tone to her voice. He's going to start pissing people off again.*

Gunther Berg: He gives an oblivious look to sha. "What? I'm bein all sweetness.."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Gunther: "Probably not. I'm the bastard son of our father." Smirks. "Extramarital affair and all that shit."

Madeline Dane: Gun: "I'm fine. Just finishing up my salad."

Sha-Sha: *She sighs and shakes her head*

Sha-Sha: How's she doing anyway? *She looks at Keith.*

Gunther Berg: He chuckles darkly to Keith, flashing a toothy grin. "Sounds like a fuckin hoot. Guess at means yer related ta Adrian, too right? At guy's cool as shit. Ain't seen him er Alice round in a minute. They used ta come down to tha bar all tha damn time."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Sha: "Moody as hell, so I'm keeping out of her way." Gunther: He scowls, upper lip curling. "Cool as shit? And a fucking psycho. Stupid girl let him LIVE with her! A serial killer and rapist and she lets him *stay* with her! Soon as I heard about it, I fucking hightailed it here from Frisco, but he was already gone."

Christian Gallagher: Things are mostly flying over his head at the moment, so he just listens at Sha's side.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "And yeah," he mutters. "I'm related to the maniac."

Madeline Dane: Keith: "Sounds like an interesting family tree..."

Gunther Berg: He cocks a brow at Keith's rant. "Well.. damn. Apparently I ain't know tha fucker all at well. Good thing ya ran em off. If he'da hurt Alice.. I'da had ta stick my Mauser upin his ass. She's a good kid."

Sha-Sha: *She nuzzles into Christian, her face mostly hidden by her hair.*

Christian Gallagher: He slips his arm around Sha, looking to her with a concerned, questioning frown.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "We've got some real rotten apples." Gunther: He nods. "She is. And though dear Daddy didn't let me get to know her too well growing up, she's my baby sis, and I won't let *nothing* hurt her. Not my Alice," he finishes softly.

Gunther Berg: He gives a frown at Keith's words. Another look of worry. He takes another drag from his small cigar. Keeping his thoughts to himself for the moment.

Sha-Sha: *She just stays there. If she sees the look, she doesn't respond to it.*

Christian Gallagher: He leans in to whisper to Sha-Sha.

Christian Gallagher -> Sha-Sha: "Do you want to go?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He tilts his head to Gunther. "You know something else? Something maybe I should know? You don't think he's still around do you?" A deep frown. "He's the worst kind of evil. Pure evil."

Sha-Sha: *She gives a very subtle shake of her head.*

Christian Gallagher: He nods a bit and leans back, his arm staying supportively around Sha as he watches the conversation.

Gunther Berg: He snorts and looks off down the sidewalk. "Ja. Gunther knows all kindsa shit." He gruffs with another drag from the cigar. "You an yer fuckin rabbit wanna take a walk? Ain't wanna fuck up yer little date er whatever."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He nods, standing up, and digging out the bunny, handing her to Maddy. "If you have to go, just leave her on the table. She won't jump off." Gives the bunny a pet and walks after Gunther.

Madeline Dane: Madeline frowns at something, taking another bite of her salad.

Sha-Sha: *She finally lifts her head giving Gunther a bit of a questioning look*

Madeline Dane: Madeline takes the bunny and pets it some, sliding over to sit next to Sha when Keith vacates, offering the rabbit a bit of salad.

Gunther Berg: Gunther moves off with Keith, a displeased look about him. Damnit.. busting skulls is SO much easier than all this.. talking. He moves out of earshot. Again.

Gunther Berg: He holds a reassuring hand up to sha. A look that clearly says ~I got this, bitch~

Madeline Dane: She looks between Gun and Sha at the look. "I'm missing a ton of somethings here..."

Sha-Sha: *She closes her eyes and actually starts laughing. It might be genuine, or it might be a little hysterical, hard to tell.*

Christian Gallagher: He frowns a little bit and watches Gunther walk off with Keith. "Okay, what the hell?" he says quietly. "Are we all taking turns or something?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((Gunther's Instant Therapy sessions...$5 a minute!))

Gunther Berg: (Me love you loooong time. *G*)

Madeline Dane: "You can have my turn."

Christian Gallagher: ((*SnortGiggles*))

Christian Gallagher: "No, thank you. You keep your turn."

Madeline Dane: ((*gets the cattleprod*))

Sha-Sha: *She shakes her head, still laughing a bit* It's about Alice.

Gunther Berg: The people at the table may or may not note the much larger gap between the two men than Gunther held with Sha. Homophobia at it's worst.

Madeline Dane: She looks at Sha. "Alice?"

Christian Gallagher: "You know, I gotta meet this girl one of these days, for the amount I hear about her. I feel like I know her, and I have no idea what she even looks like."

Gunther Berg: Gunther's shoulders raise, tensing a bit. A somewhat threatening look to Keith. Growing defensive, maybe. Or offensive. Hard to tell the difference with Gunther.

Madeline Dane: Chris: "I've heard she's about my age."

Sha-Sha: *She frowns* Shit...Um...maybe we should go...all three of us. *Apparently that's one fight she wants no part of.*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He takes a step back, his eyes narrowing and lips peeling back in a snarl.

Gunther Berg: He sneers at the man, dropping his cigar and stomping it out with a heavy black boot. Holding his ground.

Madeline Dane: "The rabbit? I mean, I don't want someone to grab it off the table..."

Gunther Berg: (whoop! slip my last post before keith's uber scary snarl of death)

Christian Gallagher: "Umm...yeah, maybe that's a good idea." He rises to his feet, staying between the two men and the two women. "Shall we go?"

Sha-Sha: I...'ll take it with me. *She moves to pick the rabbit up.*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: And now he's stepping forward and pushing back into Gunther's face.

Madeline Dane: She nods and calls Keith's cell, knowing he won't answer, but leaving a message to call Sha to get the rabbit back on voicemail.

Christian Gallagher: "That way," he says to Maddie and Sha, watching the two guys closely as he points to the direction the sidewalk goes that Gunther and Keith AREN'T. "I'm right behind you."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ~Yes, the vibration in his pocket is ignored.~

Gunther Berg: (lol. everyone's running away..)

Madeline Dane: "I'll follow in my car, figure you guys would rather take the bike. Unless you want ot just go for a real date... then I can head home and work on my music."

Christian Gallagher: ((Hell yes! My PC's best defense is to bleed! Of course, you REALLY don't want him to do that... *EG*))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He goes back into a neutral stance, calming. A short, brisk nod to Gunther.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((~snicker~ We're *good*! ~G~))

Sha-Sha: *She grabs the bunny and starts walking away quickly, her face a bit pale. Someone's going to die tonight, she's just sure of it.*

Gunther Berg: Gunther looks.. like he always does. Angry.. but not overtly so. He hasn't thrown a punch yet. That's always a good sign.

Sha-Sha: Bike...right...*She looks back...you know...having to go back TOWARDS the fight to get to it.* Maybe later

Christian Gallagher: "Whatever works. Just go." They may have calmed now suddenly, sure. But hell, they could have just decided to go on a mass-murder spree together. Christian's taking no chances with them, waiting until Sha and Maddie are moving before he goes to follow, a last look thrown to the duo.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Alright, cool," he says in a normal tone with a nod. "Later, Gunther." ANd heads back to the table, frowning at the people scrambling away.

Gunther Berg: He nods and looks around briefly before tromping off down the sidewalk. Maybe Dirk was in the area now..

Sha-Sha: *Hurrying away WITH the bunny*

Madeline Dane: Well, she wasn't quick to run last time. This time she was ready to, but is still here. "Well, that was a bit less bloody that Jeff and that other guy."

Christian Gallagher: He locks eyes with Keith briefly. Gives the man a look...uncertain. Untrusting, but not accusing. He just shakes his head and continues, unless the others stop.

Gunther Berg: (heh. sorry for bustin up the party. thanks guys.)

Christian Gallagher: ((Any time, Gunther. *G*))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He shrugs to Christian in a "it's cool" gesture.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((*L* I lost my bunny.))

Sha-Sha: *She blinks and turns a surprised look at Maddie* Jeff and what? Who? What are you talking about?! *That does cause her to stop.*

Gunther Berg: (hey.. not my fault. i'm all sweetness. *G* night, guys.)

Sha-Sha: ((*LOL* Sokay *snugs*))

Madeline Dane: ((Alice is gonna kill 'im. Unless she was tired of rabbit poop, then she'll thank Sha.))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He moves after Maddie. Hey, he's gonna get the bunny back.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((I'm gonna have to leave soon so it's all good. *G*))

Christian Gallagher: "Jeff got in a fight with someone?" Somehow, he's not surprised. He stops when they do, staying near Sha-Sha.

Madeline Dane: Sha: "Guy named Jeff got called a fag by someone in Battery, they beat eachother up. Jeff.. well.. don't think he got the better of it. Wouldn't let Keith help him."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Bunny?" Holding out his arms as he reaches them. "I gotta take off. Guy was trying to find out where Alice lived, and got pissed I wouldn't tell him. Shyah, right! And yeah, Jeff got in a brawl with Spitfire."

Sha-Sha: When'd this happen? *She frowns worriedly*

Sha-Sha: Is he alright? *Having no clue who Spitfire is*

Madeline Dane: "Oh goody. Guess he wasn't wanting to hear 'go to hell' as directions?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "It was a few weeks ago, he got beat to a pulp, but he's a scrapper. Spitfire hits like a freight train."

Christian Gallagher: "Spitfire..." He frowns and thinks. "Wait. The extreme sports guy?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddy: "Yeah. Something like that. But he could tell I wasn't going to run scared, so." He shrugs and gets his bunny back.

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Yeah, that's the one." He nods to Christian. "Jeff ain't a fag. He's just, you know, sexually flexible." Smirks. "So they fought."

Sha-Sha: *She blinks as the name clicks. No way.*

Sha-Sha: *She shakes her head and sighs*

Christian Gallagher: "Sexually flexible." He shakes his head. "That's one way to put it."

Madeline Dane: "Well, it was an interesting show regardless."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Jeff's cool. He's my bud. Pretty down lately, though, so I think I should check on him. Later."

Sha-Sha: Christian, don't be so hard on him. *She whispers*

Sha-Sha: ((*snickerS* Sha still has the bunny))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((Hey! *L*)) "Um, can I have Alice's bunny? Er, please?"

Christian Gallagher: He looks at Sha-Sha and purses his lips. "Sorry. It's...a thing. You know."

Sha-Sha: ((*L* I was wondering if you'd missed that she failed to hand it over. *L*)) Huh? Oh...sorry. Tell her to call me, please?

Sha-Sha: *And this time she hands it over*

Sha-Sha: I do know Christian. *She takes his hand gently.* But try not to be...please?

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "I will." He nods. "I hope she's home, not out with that Snyde guy." He turns and heads off. ((Thanks for the scene!))

Christian Gallagher: "I'll try..." He nods to Sha-Sha, then blinks and looks up at Keith at mention of Sha. "Okay...for eight million people, this city is way too small."

Sha-Sha: *She frowns* Wait a minute Keith...what about Snyde?

Christian Gallagher: ((mention of SNYDE))

Madeline Dane: ((Byebye. And thank you. Not like I get to bring the girl out much.))

Madeline Dane: Chris: "Another musician?"

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: He looks to Sha. "Snyde? He was taking Alice out drinking, sneaking her into bars. Pisses me off, but what can I do? Baby sis or not, she IS 18."

Christian Gallagher: "No," is all he says to Madeline. He squeezes Sha's hand a little bit after Keith speaks, eyes narrowing a bit.

Sha-Sha: Er...yeah...*Let's not mention who got HER started drinking*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "I told him to stop, but he gave me attitude." Scowls. "She's not as worldly as she likes to think she is."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ~He *does* sound quite protective of Alice.~

Sha-Sha: Snyde...isn't...very...bright. *Each pause is like she's trying to figure out a nice way of saying it.*

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables] -> Christian Gallagher: ((Because she is HIS. *LOL*))

Christian Gallagher: "He's determined to drag someone down with him," he says with a shake of his head.

Christian Gallagher -> Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: ((*Snickers*))

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "You know him, too?" A blink at Sha. "Damn small world."

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: "Anyway, I better go. I have a feeling Jeff is banging his head on my door looking for a place to crash."

Madeline Dane: "Ok, if I run into a guy named 'snide', assume the name matches the attitude and find someone else."

Sha-Sha: *She runs her hand through her hair with a sigh.* Yeah...I...sorta...dated him...for a little bit...

Keith Newcomb [cafe - outdoor tables]: Maddie: "You got it." Chuckles. A shudder at what Sha says, but now he's finally walking away.

Sha-Sha: *She sighs and leans into Christian. Hell of a night.*

Christian Gallagher: He shakes his head and slips his arms around Sha-Sha, kissing her temple. "You okay?"

Madeline Dane: Madeline smiles at the pair, shaking her head a bit as Keith walks off. Sha & Chris: "I'll leave you two to have a nice night and go work on my music."

Sha-Sha: *She sighs and nods* Was...he lying about the whole thing with Adrian?

Sha-Sha: Night. Call me later and we can set up that jam.

Madeline Dane: Sha: "Will DEFINATELY do."

Christian Gallagher: "I don't know," he says quite honestly. "He seemed genuine, but I didn't really...I was a bit wierded out by the whole thing."

Sha-Sha: *She sighs* Let's...just...go. In fact, you want to ride a while before we go home?

Christian Gallagher: "Good night, Maddie." He nods to her, and then looks back to Sha. "Sure," he says with a smile and a nod. "That would be fine."

Madeline Dane: And she heads back to her car, to mull things over for the night.

Sha-Sha: *She nods and waves at Maddie then leads Christian back towards her bike, offering him the flaming helmet.*

Christian Gallagher: He takes the helmet from her with a smile, slipping it on over his head, and moving to get on the back of the back once Sha's already on.

Sha-Sha: *She tucks up her hair and puts on her own helmet then gets on, waits for Christian to be on behind her and punches it out of the parking spot, apparently planning for a wild drive*

Sha-Sha: d10: drive+Dex: 3,10,2,7,7,1,1,

Sha-Sha: d10: : 8,

Sha-Sha: *She pulls out into and around traffic, not at her top form tonight. Doing alright but it's just missing something.*

Christian Gallagher: And he holds on tight, getting using to the high-speeds...starting to get comfortable with them. But still...always careful. Road rash sucks.

Sha-Sha: *Eventually she just turns and heads home with a sigh, not able to get the oomph behind it to really enjoy the ride*