Nathaniel Dikastis: "I could always
swing by the club 'n get somethin' decent, probably will later. We did up some
special stuff yesterday for Mardi Gras theme."
Felisa Espinosa: ((She goes in))
Kaitlyn Kelly: Sighs softly, looking home
sick a little. "Oh, do you think that there would be any more Mardi Gras type
food there? This is the place where you work?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gives her another
grin. "Probably is, 'cause today is Fat Tuesday. We made up special desserts 'n
cakes yesterday. The club always does themes with holidays 'n special events."
Kaitlyn Kelly: She smiles some. "That
sounds very lovely."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He reaches into his
coat pocket, and pulls out a card. "If you interested, can't miss an opportunity
to get new customers." The card is one for Wyld Nights.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Will you be my chef?" she
asks, taking the card.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "If it's tonight, I
ain't on duty, but I can always sneak in back 'n see what they might have. Even
if you don't care for the eh.. entertainment, got some of the best food 'n drink
in New York." Yeah, he seems proud of the place he works at, he's obviously
loyal to the place.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "The entertainment?" she
tilts her head. "Do they have dancing there?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nods his head to
Kaitlyn. "Yes, exotic dancers, but it ain't a cheap strip joint."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He tosses another
glance toward the bathroom.
Kaitlyn Kelly: She laughs softly. "Oh,
then I probably would not dance there. But it does sound ...entertaining. And a
good place for me to do another case study."
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Case study?"
Kaitlyn Kelly: "The independent study
class I mentioned earlier. I am compiling case studies. Studying different types
of dance styles along with music. Social implications. My thoughts and ideas.
That type of paper."
Christian Gallagher: ((Open?))
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Yes, it is a heavy
metal club with a mosh pit.)
Kaitlyn Kelly: ((Yes. Right now Sha-Sha
and Felisa are in the women's bathroom. Kait and Nathaniel are at a table
talking, keeping an on eye on the bathroom.))
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Oh, then you will
sure want to check out the dancers there, we got a male and a female side. Some
of them are really good."
Kaitlyn Kelly: ((I'll be slow for a few
minutes, but Kait won't go to the bathroom if there is a sick person in there...so..bare
with my slowness.))"Ooooooh," brown eyes almost laughing. "That should make for
a very interesting study indeed."
Christian Gallagher: ((Cool cool.)) The door
opens up, and in he walks, running a hand through his hair. MetalTimes...not a
place he's entirely unfamiliar with. He smiles to the bartender and raises a
hand to him, walking that way.
Young and hip. He's one of the beautiful creatures, no doubt about it. Upon
first glance, his age could be estimated at the mid-twenties. He's got the rebel
feel to him...hair a soft brown, falling to the shoulders of his well-worn
leather jacket. He has about a day's growth on his face, just enough to be a bit
scratchy, underneath soft blue eyes. He could hardly be called big...maybe 5'10,
and weight 160 tops. The leather jacket sits over a T-Shirt that reads "1f u c4n
r34d th1s u r34lly n33d t0 g37 l41d" and an olive button-down. Blue jeans and an
old pair of sneakers finish the look, one that says "I don't take much
time...'cause I don't need to." And it's true, he looks good anyway. A small
chain rests around his neck, a single gold hoop in his left ear. (Fame 1:
Professional DJ. Check Who's Who for Details)
Nathaniel Dikastis: (That's okay, fixing to have to take off myself and find some food) He chuckles. "Oh yeah, I bet, especially the social implications of exotic dancin'."
Kaitlyn Kelly: "I might have to
research it for a bit longer. Do you think the dancers might be open to
interviews?"
Christian Gallagher:
d10: Per+Alert: 7,8,7,9,10,
Kaitlyn Kelly: ((Have TiVO but another
show is on and have to use the VCR machine and it needs reprogrammed--was off.
So back and forth a few times till it's done.))
Christian Gallagher: He slips up to the bar,
eyes astutely scanning the place as he takes his beer from the bartender with a
distracted nod. He notices Kaitlyn, recognizing her vaguely from last night at
the Limelight, and gives the guy she's with a quick look, before following their
gaze curiously toward the bathroom. Hmmm.
Kaitlyn Kelly: A surprised look when
someone coming in looks in their direction. She figures he might know Nathaniel.
He did look vaguely familiar from someplace. It might take her a little to
remember.
Felisa Espinosa: The needle goes in without a
hitch. No bubble, not even a jolt of pain. It's done and done before Sha-Sha
even knew it started. Felisa pulled the needle out, tossed it in the trash and
stood up. "That should do it babe. And as much as you lying in vomit makes for a
killer picture if I had a camera, you really should get off the floor.
Diseases..."
She stooped down to pick up a dart and examine it. "You wouldn't have died,
would you?"
Felisa Espinosa: ((Boots to PM's. We'll
tell you, obviously))
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks at
Christian, seeming to think he might have seen a pic of him in one of Corbin's
music mags. He nods to the man politely enough, responding to Kaityln. "You
might find one or two willin' to talk to ya. Might want to ask Katana or one of
the other managers though first, just to clear it through them."
Christian Gallagher: He catches Kaitlyn's eye
and nods to her, giving a friendly smile and a brief wave.
Kaitlyn Kelly: She smiles more thinking
about research at the place. "It never hurts to ask. And I will most definitely
speak to the owners before I do something that could encroach on rights or
something like that." Getting a smile and wave is very surprising to her. "And
here I thought he knew you," she says to Nathaniel, surprised. But she smiles
back to him, friendly that she is.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He shakes his head.
"No, I ain't met him, but he sure seems familiar in some way..." He smiles
again, nodding. "That would be good, because the owners and managers are pretty
protective of all the people there. Like I said, it ain't some cheap joint."
Kaitlyn Kelly: ((Description of what she
has on tonight: Even though it wasn't as colorful as she might like, she found a
way to add color by the multi-color eyeshadow she wears, and the glitter makeup
on her face. She has on dark blue bustier and matching black leather pants
riding low down on her hips. She seems to have gotten a belly ring even; a
rainbow one. Her waist long wavy brunette hair is streaked in purple. And she
wears dark blue gloves which extend just past the elbows, along with a dark blue
long trench coat on.)) She stands up and takes off the coat.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Sounds like a nice place
to go. Thank you for the invite. I'd offer you dance lessons if you are into
that sort of thing."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks at Kaityln.
"I doubt you'de take beginners. I can barely do a box step. The only type of
dancin' I've ever really done is around a Romany campfire." He nods toward the
pit. "And out there, I can shove with the best of them, but real dancin'.... I
got three left feet, not two."
Nathaniel Dikastis: He's wearing faded
black jeans, and an oversized 'Zombie' teeshirt, his long black coat over the
edge of the bar.
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Sweatshirt I meant)
Christian Gallagher: The wave finished, he
leans back, raising the beer to his lips. Calm blue eyes scan the club,
chuckling a little at the mosh pit. Never find him in one of those things...
Kaitlyn Kelly: "That is what a lot of
people say. I take all levels. And trade for things sometimes. You cook and I
have even helped students with getting lessons by accepting brownies and
cookies," she laughs. "Just thought I would toss out the offer." Digging around
in her coat pocket that is in her lap, she hands him a business card from
Juliard, with her name on it, and a personal phone number written on the back of
the card. Another look to Christian and motions for him to join them if he would
like.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He takes the card, and
is blinking again. "Whoa, Julliard... a know someone who goes there. I could pay
for some lessons probably, or if you do like stuff cooked, I can sure do that.
It would be kinda nice to actually know more about dancin'."
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Well, you have the number,
and if you decide you'd like to try, I'll give you a complimentary lesson or two
to see," she smiles.
Sha-Sha: *She nods.* Yeah, I can walk. No
candy, thanks. *She flushes the toilet, then heads out of the bathroom with Fel.
She looks a bit paler than usual still and a touch shakey, but apparently things
are under control. Her coat is over her arm and, now apparent is the drawstring
purse tied to her belt. She's wearing a long sleeved leather top that crosses in
the front with a low v and a pair of tight leather pants. All in black. Her hair
is a bit ruffled but she seems to be ignoring it for the time being.*
Christian Gallagher: He shrugs a little bit
and rises from his stool, carrying his beer over to Kaitlyn and Nathaniel's
table. He nods to them both, smiling warmly as he comes up. "Evening."
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Cool" He slips the
card into an inner pocket of his coat. He turns and nods to Sha-Sha as the other
two women show back up. "Everythin' okay?"
Kaitlyn Kelly: As he gets closer, she
remembers now why he is familiar. "Hello." And she blurts out, when she probably
shouldn't, "I saw you at Limelight last night, with the shy goth girl
dancer...."
Nathaniel Dikastis: And then nods to
Christian. "Evenin'." He gives the man a curious look, then offers his hand.
"Have we met? If we did, 'n I forgot, sorry, but you look kinda familiar. I'm
Nathaniel Dikastis."
Felisa Espinosa: Felisa, on the other hand,
looks as casual as a cat, walking up to the bar like nothing happened, just a
trip to the bathroom talking about cute asses... and she sits down, graceful in
a geeky way, and waits for the barkeep to come around before she takes him by
the arm and PULLS him toward her.
"Clean your glasses better. Do you understand why I'm doing this?"
Christian Gallagher: "Yeah...that would be
me." He smiles and shakes Nathaniel's hand. "Christian." He then offers the hand
to Kaitlyn.
Kaitlyn Kelly: She takes his hand and
shakes it firmly. "Kaitlyn."
Kaitlyn Kelly: A glance to Sha-Sha then
Felisa, but doesn't ask.
Sha-Sha: *She sticks by Felisa for the
moment, she needs a glass of water...a clean glass. She just sits on a stool
next to the other woman, while Fel yells at the barkeep.*
Sha-Sha: *She nods a little at Nathaniel
and Kaitlyn. She's okay. She really is.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: He watches Felisa
curiously. "Eh.. should we worry?"
Christian Gallagher: "Nice to meet you both."
He smiles, glancing over his shoulder...Sha-Sha and Felisa get nods and pleasant
smiles, Sha-Sha a wave, before he seats himself at the table. "No, we haven't
met, Nethaniel. Not that I know of, at least. Might've seen me spin at clubs,
though."
Gunther: (where you guys at? open?)
Christian Gallagher: ((MetalTimes, and
open))
Felisa Espinosa: He would probably have said
something, called the bouncers, especially due to a beaner pulling at him and
holding him with relative ease. But the calmness of Felisa's voice, like it was
an ordinary conversation, left him indecisive.
"No, you don't. I'll explain. Sometimes, you come across people that are
allergic to certain things. Some people can't eat peanuts. Others can't eat
strawberries. You know the drill. My friend over here, she doesn't deal with
olives all that well. When I opened the door to the bathroom I found her lying
in a pool of vomit, shaking, not able to administer the serum that would save
her. So I did it. If it wasn't for that, then she would have died in the stall.
Then the ambulance, then the autopsy. Then they would wonder how it happened,
and they just might have come back here looking for the stupid fucking barkeep
that can't clean his fucking glasses properly. I personally do NOT give two
shits if you want to mix a martini while you work, and you couldn't have known
of course. BUT... take it into account. Clean the damned glasses."
She let him go, eyeballing him. Then pulled out a ciggie.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nods. "Maybe that
was it then."
Gunther: (lol. you guys are STILL at the
HardTimes? I'ma slip into my adriana pants. Can't see Gunther coming back after
getting pissy here earlier)
Sha-Sha: *She gives Christian a small wave
back. She waits until Fel's done. Waits a moment longer even before asking*
Could I get a glass of water from a clean glass?
Nathaniel Dikastis: He blinks at Felisa,
then mutters, voice drawling out the second word. "Well... dammit."
Christian Gallagher: ((Is it MetalTimes or
HardTimes? I've now heard it called both.))
Kaitlyn Kelly: She listens quietly. Still
couldn't have gone in there and done much. Better it was Felisa.
Nathaniel Dikastis: (How about a
compromise? HardMetalTimes? lol)
Christian Gallagher: He smiles to Nathaniel,
and raises the beer to his lips. At the man's words, he looks over to Felisa,
giving her a bit of his attention. A slight wince, and he sighs. "Good thing I
have no allergies," he says quietly.
Adriana Carmichael: How anyone could still
feel experimental after last night's excursions is beyond her. Regardless, she's
giving it the old college try.. and heading out into the world. I'll show them..
This place can't be all that bad.. Snyde goes to dives all the time. I just
won't.. touch anything. She pushes her way in with the same crass disgusted look
about her, before shaking on a sterile protocol smile.
Adriana Carmichael: (it's HardTimes. Though I
suppose you can call it whatever suits your fancy. *G*)
Christian Gallagher:
d10: Per+Alert: 7,8,8,4,7,
Felisa Espinosa: "Sorry. I just can't stand
that sort of shit. Works on my nerves."
The Camel Wide was lit, puffed on. Felisa huffed. "Well. hasn't been a boring
evening. What have we missed?"
Christian Gallagher: He glances over his
shoulder as the door opens. The man's posture stiffens, and he looks quickly
away, face flushing slightly. He looks to his beer, raising it for a drink.
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana stands near the
entrance for a moment with a horrofied look about her. How could this place pass
a simple health inspection?
Felisa Espinosa:
d10: per+alert: 6,9,3,10,3,
Sha-Sha: *She gets a VERY clean glass of
water and sips carefully.* Don't apologize. Thank you, Fel.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Nothing. Just talking
about my boring life and probably wearing Nathaniel's ear off. And meeting
someone else. Christian here."
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana slowly and
gracefully steps toward the bar, minding carefully not to touch any of the other
unseemly patrons. She winces visably at a passing man who looked like he'd
fallen in a bin of jagged metal.
Sha-Sha: *She blinks as Chris tense and
looks towards the door.* Oh god, not now. *She groans.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: He chuckles at Kaityln.
"Didn't sound borin'." He looks to the bartender and orders a coffee, already
having a good buzz on the beer, no reason to go overboard and stagger home.
Felisa Espinosa: "Hello Christian, I
remember you from the club. Why do you look as if you're getting tetanus at an
alarming speed?"
Then she turned, looked at Adriana. She turned back.
"Nevermind. I understand completely. Must be trying to conquer her disorder."
Kaitlyn Kelly: Eyes shift toward where the
others are looking. Clueless.
Sha-Sha: Yeah, and make everyone around
her miserable in the process. What's she doing in a place like this?
Snyde: *Snyde pushes his way into the bar and moves
quickly up towards the bar*
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana steps toward the
bar, staying a good two feet behind the thing. She looks around behind the
counter with the same horrified squint. Blinking sharply to the bartender she
states "I require a beverage in an unopned bottle. Smirnoff something or other..
That's the one.. with the red cap. NO! I'll open it myself thank you."
Adriana Carmichael: (can roll per+awareness
diff 9 on adri)
Christian Gallagher: He doesn't say anything
to Felisa's comment, just offers her a faint smile, shrugging.
Snyde: DD Snyde is 5'10 and weighs 170 pounds. He
dresses in dark clothes because he beleives that they beset his place in life.
The one peice of clothing that always appears constant on Snyde is a leather
trenchcoat, black boots, a wide brim hat, and dark sunglasses during the day
almost giving him the appearace of a cowboy. He has long black hair and gray
eyes. On the leather coat Snyde always fastens a white lily to remind him of
Justina.
Sha-Sha:
d10: Per+Aware: 7,4,2,4,
Snyde: d10:
Per+alert: 10,5,7,3,5,7,
Nathaniel Dikastis: He follows Christian's
and Sha-Sha's eyes then, noticing Adriana.
Adriana Carmichael:
d10: per+alert: 6,6,4,6,7,
Snyde: *Snyde moves up behind Adriana and takes his
hat off and drops it on her head* "Well Well. Hey there pretty lady didnt think
this was your kinda dive" *he says with a laugh as he turns towards the
bartender and orders a shot of whiskey and a beer also indicating he will pick
up Adriana's drink*
Adriana Carmichael: (oh come now.. she's not
all THAT bad.. *G*)
Kaitlyn Kelly: Kaitlyn gives a glance to
Nathaniel and whispers, "Do you have a clue what just happened here?"
Felisa Espinosa:
d10: per+alert: 9,7,5,8,1,
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana's eyes widen when
a hat is dropped to her head. She gives a tiny sigh seeing who it is. "It's
terribly rude to frighten me when I'm not in my comfort zone. You of all people
should know how edgy this place makes me. I'm.. " She looks around shifty eyed.
".. being sociable."
Christian Gallagher: ((Aww...you know I
~LOVE~ Adri. Christian, on the other hand... ;) ))
Sha-Sha: ((*L* Sha's having a bad day.))
Nathaniel Dikastis: He whispers back. "I
have no idea, just that the room seemed to just get a bit colder."
Snyde: *He smiles at her* "Well Doc im proud of you
this is a major step and I didnt even drag you here" *he says as he takes the
shot*
Felisa Espinosa: "What's wrong, Sha-Sha? You
look ill again."
Another look, and she kept track. Well... hell. Fuck it, her friend sings here.
They'll just have to fucking deal.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Good. I'm glad I'm not the
only one in the dark. Or should I say -cold-?"
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana gives a tiny
nod to snyde, shifting her weight nervously. She looks down the bar and flashes
Christain an appologetic smile, remembering him somewhat from last night.
Christian Gallagher: "Long story," he says
with a shrug, speaking quietly. "She...didn't take well to running into us at
the Limelight last night."
Sha-Sha: *She points back at Adriana in
response to Fel's question.* Met her yesterday. Let's just say it didn't go
well.
Felisa Espinosa: "Why wouldn't she? I mean,
you spin there."
That woman? Clubbing? Christ.
Snyde: *He takes a drink of the beer in front of him
before turning to look out over the patrons and smiles* "So you starting to get
into the dive scene then Adriana?" *he says with a laugh*
Adriana Carmichael: She frowns when she's
pointed at, blinking down to the dingy floor. She rushes away from the bar,
obviously upset. "Excuse me, dear." She mubmmbles to snyde and hurries away to
look for a table that wasn't soiled.
Sha-Sha: *She gives Christian a bit of a
rueful smile.* I was about to ask if your day was going better...
Christian Gallagher: He looks over at Adriana
and her smile, staring for a long moment. He sighs, shoulders slumping a little,
and shrugs as if to say 'forget it.' He looks back to his beer.
Kaitlyn Kelly: Well, she was here to do
research for her case study. Shame this wouldn't fall into the right category.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He nods to Kaitlyn.
Snyde: *Snyde sighs and gets up to follow her*
Christian Gallagher: He smiles a little to Sha-Sha and shrugs. "So far, yeah, it has been better. This...not so bad. Really."
Kaitlyn Kelly: A small nudge to
Nathaniel. "See, I told you I was boring," she whispers to him.
Felisa Espinosa: She just tapped her ciggie
on the ashtray and puffed, listening quietly. For once she was in her element
and not the other way around. And from the looks of things Adriana wasn't taking
to the place all that well.
Meh. Long as she doesn't go to the bathroom.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He gets his coffee,
takes one look at the cloudy surface of it and decides he isn't that thirsty.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Why would you say
that?"
Felisa Espinosa: ((brb. smoke))
Sha-Sha: Good, I'm glad to hear it. *She
seemed to be feeling better and better as time passed and the serum did its work
on her system. Certainly her color was back to normal. She sips some more of the
water.*
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana stops at an empty
table and pulls a disinfecting wet wipe of sorts from her purse to begin
furiously cleaning.
Lurkette: (open?)
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Apparently the woman who
walked in has had more of an effect on most of the people at our table.
Something happened last night. All I do is dance. To most, it's quite boring.
I'm starting to actually like that," smiling back.
Sha-Sha: ((Yep! HardTimes Metal Bar))
Snyde: *Snyde sits down in one of the chairs at the
table and begins looking around the place stareing at anyone looking their way*
Sha-Sha: *She's definitely NOT looking
towards Adriana or Snyde.*
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Well, it didn't seem
to be such a great effect." He watches Adriana clean the table. "Eh..."
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana puts the wipe
aside to be discarded later. She pulls out another one and starts cleaning the
underside of tha table.. and the chair she intended to sit in. She speaks coldly
in a sterile tone to snyde "How is it.. that I've developed this amazing knack
of offending perfect strangers.. to the point where my walking into a simple
venue is cause for pointed mockery?"
Alice Newcomb: *Slips inside, the bouncer
raising a brow but letting her pass because she's performed here before.*
Alice Newcomb: She arrives in ratty
levis, artfully ripped in all the right places, black boots, a studded belt and
collar, with a chain dangling from her hip to her back pocket. A Testament tee
shirt with a picture of a demon and angel embracing. Over it all is a long,
black leather duster. Her short hair is blood red with yellow streaks, and she's
wearing heavy black liner around her eyes. Her lips are painted ruby red.
Snyde: "Who was mocking you Adriana?"
Sha-Sha: ((Does anyone need a DD from
me?))
Alice Newcomb: Glances towards the stage to
see who's playing, then looks around.
Adriana Carmichael: She frowns and finally
takes a seat once the entire table is sanitary. She doesn't touch the back of
her chair. "It doesn't matter. I needn't cause another scene." She looks down to
her smirnoff ice with a tiny glare. "This isn't nearly alcoholic enough to
suffice."
Alice Newcomb:
d10: per + alert: 5,2,6,7,8,8,2,
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Enough. Intriguing. I knew
someone who was a hypocondriac. Wouldn't even handle money without white gloves,
which of course would get dirty, things like that. But honestly, I don't blame
her," as she watches the table cleaning, "to want to clean the table off first."
Alice Newcomb: She heads for Snyde and
Adri's table. "Hey." ((Sure Sha, let's see it.))
Snyde: *he nods to her* "Want to match shots with me
Doc?" *he says with a smile*
Felisa Espinosa: "No, in a way I don't, and
it's admirable that she even came here in the first place. I don't think she'll
leave on a good note however. She never does."
Snyde: *Snyde looks up* "Oh look who we have here,
how are you doing kiddo?"
Christian Gallagher: ((Gaah...fucking
distractions.)) He wakes up from his momentary space-out and looks around,
blinking.
Nathaniel Dikastis: He chuckles again
at Kaitlyn. "Well, yeah I guess so, especially after Sha-Sha gave sick. I ain't
fallen over yet from the sausages, so figure I'll survive, but then I have a
cast iron stomach."
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana looks up to Alice
with a tiny frown. "Are you old enough to be gracing such a facility?" She looks
to snyde with a tiny nod. "If you aquire me a shot glass to be fully sanatized..
and an unopen bottle of grey goose, you're on."
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Add alcohol to the
equation, and would bet you would be right on that, Felisa."
Alice Newcomb: She carefully doesn't look at
Fel, pretending she didn't notice her. "Pretty good. Can I join you?"
Snyde: *He laughs* "They dont sell grey goose at a
place like this Adriana"
Snyde: *He nods to Alice* "Your always welcome
around me Alice"
Alice Newcomb: "I'm eighteen.. today, sort
of. But no. They won't serve me liquor. I got in cuz I some people."
Sha-Sha: A woman of Gothic Beauty stands
before you. She could be a model though you likely don't recognize her face. She
has long hair that's been dyed a deep black with the bangs and front bleached
and dyed bright blue. Her eyes are dark and trimmed with long, beautiful lashes,
accented by the kohl liner around them. Her full lips are painted a dark red.
She as a complexion of pale cream, flawless. Her curvaecious figure shows the
constant exercise in it's tone and firmness. Hanging from her neck is what
appears to be an ordinary dart made into a pendant. Tonight she's wearing a pair
of tight leather pants and a leather top that crosses in the front to form a low
V-cut. From her belt hangs a drawstring purse and now on the back of her chair
is a bomber style jacket. Her hair is looking a bit mussed and she seems to be
recovering from something. App 4 Sexy Pic: http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=1&pos=104
Nathaniel Dikastis: He looks over at
Felisa. "Who is she?"
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Good think you have a cast
iron stomach as a cook to be," she grins to Nathaniel.
Adriana Carmichael: She frowns, crossing a
skinny leg over the other. "I can't say that I'm surprised. That would involve
having taste. I'll not become intoxicated on low level alcohol. I make a fool of
myself enough as it is with high shelf."
Alice Newcomb: (cuz I KNOW some people.. oh,
the typos are starting already)
Christian Gallagher: "I'd...better go." He
stands up, blinking a little bit. He feels...a bit off. "Nice meeting you all."
Felisa Espinosa: "Let's hope it doesn't
come to an arguement. They seem to want to keep to themselves, and I'm not going
to change that."
A deal was made. Felisa would stick to it.
Adriana Carmichael: (lol. i was starting to
think gunther was rubbing off on her. cuz I some people.. *G*)
Alice Newcomb: Settles into the seat next to
Snyde's.
Sha-Sha: Good night Christian, take care.
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana looks nervously
around the place, sharp blue eyes flittering toward the mosh pit "My god, that's
terrible. Someone's going to become injured."
Alice Newcomb: ((*L* Could be!))
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Yeah, especially
since I have to eat my own stuff."
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Nice to meet you
Christian. Maybe next time at the Limelight we can have a dance."
Alice Newcomb: "Naaa, just a few bruises."
Christian Gallagher: "Or seeing you again,"
he adds at the end, nodding to them and heading out.
Kaitlyn Kelly: She nods to him, watching him leave.
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana frowns,
watching Christain leave.
Nathaniel Dikastis: "Nice dude, good to
meet ya."
Snyde: "Yea it is pretty damn stupid, but the fun
part of it is wading in to pull the damn fool out who gets mad enough to start a
fight" *he says with a grin* "This place is just a rat hole compared to the
Irish Lass back home"
Alice Newcomb: Looks over her shoulder at
Christian, then back at Adriana. "You know him?"
Kaitlyn Kelly: "I am sure that helps a
lot," she says to Nathaniel.
Felisa Espinosa: "Take care man, I'll see you
around, surely."
She put out her ciggie and sighed, then looked over to Kaitlyn. "You having fun?
What have you learned so far?"
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana gives a tiny
shrug, looking down to the table. She fidgets with her gloves, a nervous habit.
"I met the man last night. He tried to follow me back to my hotel.. I think. I
was very intoxicated. I think I said some very nasty things to the boy."
Alice Newcomb: "You tellin' me they play
German hardcore metal at a bar called the Irish Lass?"
Nathaniel Dikastis: (Night, not Nice. And
I need to step away for a few minutes, walk around and get something to eat for
real, not just junk. Thanks for the scene.) He nods to the women. "Guess I need
to take off too, I need to check on some things. Nice meetin' ya'll."
Alice Newcomb: "Followed you to make sure
you made it home safely, or followed you ... to do something?"
Snyde: "No they play good music" *he says with a
grin to her* "Not euro trash from Germany there you have the good ol Irish"
Nathaniel Dikastis: He says his goodbyes,
grabs his coat and is out the door.
Sha-Sha: Good night Nathaniel, It was nice
meeting you. *She brought a foot up to rest on her chair and laid her cheek on
it, listening to other conversations.*
Alice Newcomb: "What? Harps, flutes and
bagpipes?" *G*
Adriana Carmichael: She blinks, thinking
"Umm.. followed me. I was unsure of the man's intent but insisted that his
actions cease."
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Nice meeting you
Nathaniel. Thanks for the type on the club. I'll look for you there sometime.
Good night." Then back to Felisa. "I think I'm learning more about people than
the dancing...well....the culture or something like that. And the music. I must
say that one thing is that it appears to bring out the aggressive side to
people. Or maybe not. I'm not certain."
Snyde: *He looks at her* "Perhaps I should go speak
with him" *he says looking towards the door*
Alice Newcomb: "Was he being sneaky about
it?"
Adriana Carmichael: She shifts her weight. "No
need to bother the man, Snyde. He's harmless."
Felisa Espinosa: "I think that depends on the
music. You know the old saying, calming the savage beast. It's like any other
art form, really. People make it to trigger a response."
Adriana Carmichael: She shakes her head to
Alice "If he was being sneaky.. he's worse at it than you are, dear."
Alice Newcomb: "And you didn't leave him
tied up in the woods for the wild dogs to eat?" A hint of annoyance creeping
into her tone.
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Yes. I believe that to be
true. Especially here that is very noticeable. I really did like the bottle
throwing approach. It fits in well to the atmosphere," grinning to Felisa.
Alice Newcomb: "..or poke him with needles
and threaten to disect him?"
Adriana Carmichael: She gives a tiny laugh at
that, shaking her head to Alice "No need to get jealous, dear. It was on my
agenda, but I was far too intoxicated to bind the man. That and I'd left my
tranquilizing serum back at the house."
Sha-Sha: *She frowns, looking back towards
Alice, Adriana and Snyde*
Alice Newcomb: "And now he knows where you
live?"
Adriana Carmichael: Her eyes widen. "No, he
doesn't. I stayed in the city last night, as I wasn't sure if the man was
continuing to follow me. I'm not a fool."
Felisa Espinosa: "I'm just surprised nobody
else did it. You've got to admit that the music was fucking atrocious anyway you
look at it. Goddamn..."
She noticed Sha-Sha and tapped at her boot. "Don't be rude. Leave them be."
Snyde: *Snyde shakes his head* "I doubt that there
are very few who know where we live and you are one of the graced few Alice, and
hell could you please let things go you know why it was done"
Alice Newcomb: "You did say you were drunk.
You went out drinking by yourself?"
Snyde: d10:
Per+alert: 3,2,5,1,9,5,
Kaitlyn Kelly: "Not quite my style.
Besides, I'm just an observer," winking to Felisa. "Yes, I have to say the music
was....odd."
Sha-Sha: *she looks back at Fel, her frown
deepening.* So they can continue talking about a man who was trying to make sure
she didn't get hurt like he was the scum of the earth?
Adriana Carmichael: Adriana gives a tiny nod.
"I did. I was polishing up on my people skills. I.. think I need more polish."
she subtly nudges her head in sha sha's direction. "I think I recall threatening
to shoot that woman.. though I can't for the life of me remember why. I think
she tried to touch my person."
Snyde: *Snyde sits there and takes another drink
from his beer not even noticeing the look from Sha-Sha* "She does that sometimes
Kiddo" *he says with a smile to her*
Alice Newcomb: "Hey, I let it go. I'm
talkin' to ya aren't I? Just wondering if I was a special case," she grumps.
Snyde: "Yes, you were a special case because i care
about your continued existance on this planet" *he says looking at her*
Alice Newcomb: Glances back at Sha-sha, then
looks at Adriana. "You don't think that's a kind of... excessive response?"
Felisa Espinosa: "That lady has severe
problems and it's far more trouble than it's worth to get into it with her. Take
my word for it."
Because she knew.
Adriana Carmichael: She blinks to the pair.
"I'm a grown woman. I can go out alone anytime I choose, thank you very much."
Alice Newcomb: "Yeah, I know. Thanks." Pats
Snyde's arm.
Snyde: *He smiles at Adriana* "Never said you
couldnt" *he says with a grin* "hell I do it all the time"
Alice Newcomb: Adri> "That's not the point."