Adriana Carmichael: Adriana is sitting at a table by herself, as per usual. Nursing a grey goose in as casual attire as it gets for her.

Casey Iver: *Striding through the door of the bar, casey looks like himself, all except for the scars which line his face, getting him several odd looks from the beautiful people and the buisnessmen. He does his best to ignore them, but his eyes betray the fact that he sees them all*

Casey Iver: d10: P/A: 4,10,9,6,10,

Adriana Carmichael: (oh, and awareness diff 9. was that what that was for?)

Casey Iver: (nope here it comes)

Casey Iver: d10: Awareness: 9,3,9,8,

Adriana Carmichael: d10: : 10,5,5,10,3,

Adriana Carmichael: She crosses one long leg over the other, sipping her overpriced vodka. Her table smells faintly of lingering disinfectant.

Casey Iver: *He gazes about, and feels and spots a familiar face in the crowd. He considers his options for a moment, but in the end nods to himself and walks towards her table.* "Evenin Doctor, enjoyin tha atmosphere?"

Adriana Carmichael: She subtly quirks a brow to the approaching casey. "Somewhat. You've been scathed." She points out, bluntly.

Casey Iver: *He nods to that. Not overly offended* "Aye, tha hazzards a my job im afraid. Woul ya mind if i sat down?"

Adriana Carmichael: "Not at all, dear." She says, motioning to the seat across from her. "I take it you aren't allowed to go into detail."

Casey Iver: *He nods and smiles, the scabs moving slightly on his face as he does.* "There is nothin stoppin me, bu i don know if ya woul consider such a thin ta be pleasan conversation." *He chuckles lightly*

Adriana Carmichael: "You'd be surprised, dear." She says, cracking a protocol smile over her glass.

Christian Gallagher: ((Open?))

Adriana Carmichael: (*nods*)

Casey Iver: *Casey smiles slightly at her and looks around for the waitres.* "Well...if ya want ta know i have no problem tellin. Ta put it simply, i was ambushed, someone knocked me ou, stole ma gear and well, decided ta play plastic surgeon." *He smiles slightly*

Adriana Carmichael: She gives a sterile nod, looking the man's face over. "I trust this person was hardly what you'd deem.. a liscenced practitioner. You should file a malpractice suit." Of course.. it's hard to tell when the woman's joking.

Casey Iver: *He chuckles lightly and orders a double of whiskey when the waitress comes up* "Oh i might just." *He grins once more.* "Ah im jus lucky i didna get worse." ((Come on in))

Adriana Carmichael: She nods, tilting her vodka back for another elegant sip. "Perhaps if you were more efficient with your firearm.. you could avoid such encounters in the future."

Christian Gallagher: He pushes the door open and steps in, shrugging the cold off as he looks around. The T-Shirt today reads "YouTube myspace and I'll Google your Yahoo!" (( http://www.tshirthell.com/shirts/products/a821/a821_thumb.gif )) It's under the usual leather jacket, with jeans and his low boots completing the look. He takes a look around before heading toward the bar.

Casey Iver: *He smiles slightly again and shakes his head.* "It won help me if i don even see them comin for me lass. I was already ou cold before i even knew wha happened."

Adriana Carmichael: "Pity. I'll not inquire further. The whole ordeal must be terribly embarassing for you."

Christian Gallagher: d10: Per+Alert: 4,8,9,8,2,7,

Casey Iver: *He cringes slightly but recovers looking around for his drink* "I like ta think of it as a lesson lass, never let your gaurd down."

Christian Gallagher: He glances over, noting Adriana and Casey...recognizing the Doctor, of course, and Casey from the beach with Kaeleigh. He smiles and raises his hand in a wave to them.

Casey Iver: d10: per/alert: 8,2,9,9,8,

Adriana Carmichael: She nods to Casey. "An excellent lesson, indeed. Paranoia is a useful tool in this city. I'm surprised you've not aquired it in your profession."

Adriana Carmichael: d10: : 2,7,9,4,6,

Adriana Carmichael: She motions for Christain to join them with a daintily gloved hand.

Casey Iver: *Casey turns to christian with a wave and a slight smile* ((His face still a mess)) "Evenin fella." *He looks back to Adriana* "I have, but i am also rather trustin."

Adriana Carmichael: "It is improbable for one to be both trusting and paranoid at the same time, dear."

Casey Iver: *He gestures with his hands as he speaks.* "It depends on tha person an tha situation for maself."

Christian Gallagher: He smiles and gets a Henry Weinhard from the bar before heading over to join them. "Hey, Adriana and...Casey, wasn't it?" He looks the man over with a look of concern. "Jesus. What happened to you?"

Adriana Carmichael: "Trust is folly. It only leads to disappointment, dear." She takes back the rest of her grey goose and purses her skinny lips, looking down into the empty glass.

Casey Iver: *Casey nods* "Aye ya have tha right fella. Ya were with Kae an I tha night in coney werent ya?" *He looks back to his double whiskey and takes a drink* "Hazzard a tha job"

Christian Gallagher: "Dang." He winces a little bit. "Tell me at least you got hazard pay for it..."

Adriana Carmichael: She waves over to a passing server, putting in an order for another grey goose.

Casey Iver: "A bit, but it looks like a may be goin off duty for a while, with pay, so i suppose it won be so bad." *He smiles slightly once more, the scabs moving with his mouth*

Adriana Carmichael: "I would go insane with that much free time on my hands." She states simply.

Christian Gallagher: "Yeah, well...no offense, but color me glad that I don't need to get sliced up to get time off." He smiles just a little and takes a seat, nodding to Adriana. "How're you?"

Adriana Carmichael: "Productive." She states simply, casting a protocol smile in Christain's direction. "I had a lovely meeting with your significant other recently. It was good to hear the two of you are doing well."

Casey Iver: *He nods to that silently turning back to Adriana* "I don expect ta remain idle, i have things ta do an i may give ma time ta some a tha charities in ma neighbourhood."

Adriana Carmichael: "Which charities?" She asks Casey.

Christian Gallagher: He smiles, expression coloring just a little, and nods. "Yeah...yeah, we're doing well. Thank you."

Casey Iver: "Help hand ou supplies ta tha homeless, work with some a tha group homes perhaps...there are plenty a organizations tha need man power." *He shrugs and takes another drink, cringing slightly at the whiskeys bite*

Adriana Carmichael: She gives a slow nod. "I see. I've not done anything like that in some time. I had an associate who would drag me along to give handouts to the homeless. Nothing official to speak of.. just wandering down the street. It made me somewhat.. edgy."

Christian Gallagher: "Charity work is the way to go," he says to Casey with a nod. "I've done a little bit...mostly DJ'd shows for charity events and the like, though I've done some stuff for a community center in the Bronx, too. It's rewarding work."

Casey Iver: *He nods to both of them* "Aye it is rewardin, ive done a fair amoun of it maself." *He takes another drink* "Why did it make ya edgy?" *He says looking over to Adriana*

Adriana Carmichael: She reaches for her drink when it's placed on the table. "The destitute and downtrodden are somewhat.. unclean individuals. Not that this surprised me, mind you. But it's hard to concentrate on helping those in need when I'm in a constant state of unease."

Christian Gallagher: ((In Brooklyn, I mean.))

Casey Iver: *He raises an eyebrow to Adriana* "Tha's true i suppose, don like gettin dirty i take it?"

Christian Gallagher: He gives Adriana an understanding nod, and takes a swig off his beer.

Adriana Carmichael: She blinks, a bit taken back by his inquiry. As though the answer should be blatantly obvious. She sips her vodka and says nothing.

Casey Iver: *He looks between the other two and then shrugs and lets it drop, finishing off his double and waving for another.* "So will either a ya be leavin tha city for tha holidays?"

Adriana Carmichael: "I've not decided yet." She states simply.

Christian Gallagher: He shakes his head. "Not unless Sha wants to go somewhere. I don't talk to my family much...and if I did, they're here in New York anyway."

Adriana Carmichael: "If I wanted to see my family for the holidays.. I'd have to take time off and fly down to houston. That would most likely put me farther behind than I already am. I just met with them over thanksgiving. That should suffice until the new year."

Casey Iver: *He nods* "Fair enough, i...have no immediate family ta speak off, so i will likely be remainin here in tha city maself." *He looks to Adriana curiously but nods at her comment*

Adriana Carmichael: She purses her lips, looking over to casey. "If you've something to say.. I suggest you say it."

Christian Gallagher: He frowns slightly, falling quiet as he lets the two talk.

Casey Iver: "Id go maself, bu its your choice lass. I took ma family for granted when i had them an now i wish i hadda given them more time than i did."

Adriana Carmichael: She casts a displeased look in casey's general direction. "I'll thank you not to make assumptions about the relationship I have with my family. It's none of your concern, dear."

Casey Iver: *He shrugs* "Jus my experience tha's all. An i didna mean ta make any assumptions." *When his drink arrives he drinks a good amount of it right off the cuff.*

Adriana Carmichael: She downs the rest of her vodka with a surprisingly elegant gesture. She then sets the glass in its designated ring of perspiration before pushing herself up to a stance. "Right. I'll be going. Enjoy the rest of your evening, gentlemen."

Casey Iver: *Casey looks up to her a sorry look on his face.* "I'm sorry if i offended ya Adriana, it was no ma desire ta do so."

Adriana Carmichael: "You take yourself far too seriously, dear. For you to offend me.. you'd have to matter. Enjoy your evening." She speaks in a shrill tone, reverting back to her cold demeanor as she makes her way toward the door.

Adriana Carmichael: (and.. i gotsta get some sleep. thanks, guys.)

Christian Gallagher: He takes a deep breath, sighing, and nods. "Good evening, Adriana."

Casey Iver: *He winces at that and slumps in his chair, now staring at his drink* ((Night scar))

Christian Gallagher: ((Night!))

Christian Gallagher: He shakes his head a little bit. "Piece of advice, Casey. If someone says they're not going home for the holidays...there's probably a reason for it. And sometimes, it's best to let that rest."

Casey Iver: *He chuckles sourly and drinks the rest of his double* "Aye, i suppose i shoul, but thats what i get for tryin ta help, or being curious."

Christian Gallagher: He nods some. "You've got a good heart, it seems, and definitely good intentions. I understand, believe me...right there with you. And it's great that you do. But with Adriana, I learned early on that the best of intentions can really bite you in the ass."