Stevie Marie Grayson: http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&album=1&pos=100 The first thing most people notice about this girl is her wild hair. Bright red and orange mingles with the soft brown that seems to be her natural color. The next thing most notice is the innocence and eternal sunshine personality she seems to exude like that of a young child. Bright hazel eyes always seem to be reflecting some sort of inner joy or mischief. Her complexion is a lovely cream color with a touch of rose to her cheeks. She has a long slender figure that proves her to be an older woman that her attitude would seem. She has a slender figure with long, lanky limbs. Her movements are quick, slightly jerky, birdlike. The overall effect is cute more than pretty or sexy.

Stevie Marie Grayson -> Corinne Braddock: In her Fae Mien, her hair is replaced by lovely feathers. The patches of bright red and orange surrounded by a softer brown which also seems to have dyed on down her neck and into her clothes. Her nose has become sharper and more beak-like, darkening to a greyish black. The rest of her face has taken on a more reddish tone, similar to the feathers that were her hair. The brown seems to carry all the way down from her neck to her hands before going creamy again just at the fingers, feathers lining between them. A red-faced warbler look.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She slips into the mall humming to herself and looking around, her hands shoved into her pockets rather as if to keep herself from touching anything.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte meanders through the corridor, a reserved smile about her. Thinking. An odd look for the flake. She wanders about with her hands cupped girlishly behind her back. She wears an elegant white halter dress, cut just below the knee and clinging to her pretty curves.

Dr. William Johnson: He rolls along the main drag of the hotel, careful of toes in his wheelchair. Pausing to peer at a map, he's trying to find the nearest elevator.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *Stevie's in one of her three outfits. A pair of black jeans and a dark grey t-shirt that clings a bit to her. The dark colors making her hair just that much more vibrant.*

Stevie Marie Grayson: d10: per alert: 6,9,9,

Corinne Braddock: She walks through the mall, toward one of the more expensive jewelry shops. A warm smile on her face, looking at people around her directly, but not in such a way as to make them uncomfortable.

When she was younger, she must have been absolutely exquisite. Now, in her mid 30's, she's "merely" stunning. Statuesque and refined, she has an grace to her bearing that seems entirely natural, effortless even. Standing somewhere on the tall side of the five and a half feet range, she's trim, her lithe body draped in elegance, whether an evening dress or an expensive, tailored business suit. She tends to prefer the former over the latter. Her hair, a dark auburn, stretches down to her shoulder blades when worn down; hypnotic green eyes take in the world around her with a shrewdness that shows this lovely lady has a quick mind as well. ((Fame 1 among the Fashion or Escort Industry; PM if Fae/Enchanted))

Corinne Braddock -> Stevie Marie Grayson: What is statuesque and refined to mortal eyes becomes exquisitely so. The lines of age fade away, bringing an incredible beauty to her form, a smoothness to her. The point to her ears just peeks out of her curled hair, and the gown she wears is gossamer, deceptively strong as it reveals enough of the curves that fit the delicate arc of her body perfectly. At her side, a rapier, the guard silver and damascened, hangs comfortably...a reminder that this woman isn't just another beautiful face.

Dr. William Johnson: d10: per+alert: 9,2,5,2,

Corinne Braddock: d10: Per+Alert: 4,6,6,3,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte allows pretty emerald eyes trail over Corrine for a long moment. Appraising the woman. She wanders toward the same jewelry store.

Dr. William Johnson: He catches a glimpse of bright red, but that's just in the periphery. At the moment, he's still studying the map.

Corinne Braddock: She looks over as she nears the jewelry shop and pauses, her eyes falling on Stevie first. She considers the woman for a moment before giving a gracious and warm smile...she next sees Brigette, then William, and looks them over briefly...Brigette appreciatively, William appraisingly.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *Wow, she sees all three she starts to wave towards Brigitte and William and then her eyes are drawn to Corinne. It's almost a look of "Ooo! Shiny!" She turns and skips over grinning up at the woman with her bright innocent eyes.* Hi!

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She Corrine a sweet smile. "Mmm.. looking fabulous, love." She gives an idle glance over to Stevie with an amused smile.

Corinne Braddock: Brigette gets a smile and a nod as she comes up, and Stevie gets a light chuckle...friendly, certainly. "Hello, dear. Nice to meet you..."

Dr. William Johnson: With a little sigh, he rolled backwards. As usual, the elevator seems to be as far away from anything useful as they could get it. Ah, such was life. Looking around, he finally notices Stevie and starts rolling her way.

Corinne Braddock: "Thank you," she says to Brigette with a grin...voice a soft soprano. "You're looking quite nice yourself. A pleasure to meet you, too."

Corinne Braddock: ((See, this is why my PC's are singers, but I'm not. My fingers betray me. ALTO.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte gives a soft smile to a display of necklaces, looking them over with a careful eye. "Your photos don't do you justice. Corrine.. right?" She smiles over her shoulder. "I remember when you were all the rage, love.."

Stevie Marie Grayson: Nice ta meecha too! I'm Stevie! Hiya! Miss...lady...something...*She says to Brigitte not remembering if she got her name last time.*

Stevie Marie Grayson: ((LOL))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods to Stevie. "I suppose that name's as good as any. I feel like a Lady, today." She gives a subtle preen.

Corinne Braddock: She lowers her head slightly, smiling at the compliment Brigette gives. "Always nice to find someone who remembers me. Yes, it's Corinne. And you are?"

Stevie Marie Grayson: *she giggles at Brigitte. Then looks over as Will rolls up.* Hiya!

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives Corrine a coy smile. "Emma.. on my better days. Lady doesn't bother me though. It's.. cute, actually."

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She grins at Brigitte* Lady Emma?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She tilts her head, considering with an increasingly wide grin. "That sounds nice. I'll go with that."

Corinne Braddock: She gives a light sort of chuckle and nods. "Lady Emma it is, then. An honor to meet you...and you as well, Stevie."

Dr. William Johnson: "Hey, Stevie." He waves with a warm smile.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte points over the counter and asks to see a dainty teardrop necklace.

Dr. William Johnson: He gives friendly smiles to the other women, though he's yet to be introduced.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She beams then looks at Corinne* Nice ta meecha. Do you wanna be a Lady, too?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte stands in front of the nearest mirror, holding the necklace up to her colar to see how it'll look. She preens for a good bit, admiring her pretty reflection.

Corinne Braddock: She takes a moment to glance over a few high-end pieces...pieces that are atractive and decorative without being gaudy or obtrusive. "So you're a fashion connoiseur, Emma?"

Stevie Marie Grayson: Will: Hey, that's Lady Emma. *She points.* And that's...*She points at Corrine.* Um...maybe lady Corinne! *She grins.*

Dr. William Johnson: "Emma and Corinne." He makes mental notes as he feels slightly out of place in the jewelry store.

Corinne Braddock: She looks down at Will with a courteous nod. "Hello."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives an appraising smile to William before looking to Corrine with a sweet smile. "Something like that. Never got into the industry myself.. not really. I was.. very close.. to someone who was in it all his life."

Dr. William Johnson: "Hi, I'm Will." He ditches the title outside of school. A hand is offered to her as well as a smile.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte looks back to the mirror, blowing herself a tiny kiss and moving her purchase to the counter.

Corinne Braddock: She shakes William's hand and nods, before looking curiously to Brigette. "You were? Really...may I ask who?"

Dr. William Johnson: He gives a look to Stevie as the women talk fashion, broad shoulders rolling in a shrug.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smile, slipping her credit card across the counter. "Elijah Phillips." she says sweetly. A loving tone.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She shrugs back at Will, scratching her head a bit*

Dr. William Johnson: "They might as well be speaking Greek." He sounds vaguely amused, only a hint of his Midwestern accent in his smooth baritone.

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She giggles at Will and nods* So what have you been up to?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte gives a soft laugh, smiling over to William. "Love.. my greek is terrible."

Corinne Braddock: Her lips part in a moment of realization, and a hint of sympathy hits her face. It's hardly overdone...enough to be sincere, while still maintaining pleasantness. "After my time, of course...but I was quite the fan. He was very good."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny nod, a sad smile. "He was. It's a shame he had to marry such a psychotic little bitch." She states in the same sweet tone, grasping her tiny bag with a dainty hand and moving off from the counter.

Alyx Love: (So about what time is it?)

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She blinks over at Brigitte, looks at Corinne, then back at Brigitte.*

Stevie Marie Grayson: ((Nearly 8pm I believe...))

Corinne Braddock: ((Alyx, are you an Approved or Processing Approval?))

Corinne Braddock: ((*Sweeps PM under the rug*))

Corinne Braddock: She nods a little to Brigette. "I suppose so...don't know the details, I'm afraid. Excuse me..." She makes a demure slip away, toward the restrooms.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles down to Stevie, but doesn't seem to think that her words were inappropriate. She meanders out of the store like the flake that she is.

Corinne Braddock: ((Off for 15 or so...BBL))

POSTS LOST

[pt] Moth: The doors to the Macha Coffee Shop in Greenwich open up. A young gentleman in a trenchcoat stuck his head out of the building, looked up into the dark sky, and smiled at any who passed by. "We're open."

Dr. William Johnson: "Just trying to ease the attention just a little bit, but I'm good with whatever." He starts rolling after Brigitte, looking over his shoulder briefly to give Stevie a grin. "We didn't meet properly. I'm Dr. William Johnson."

Stevie Marie Grayson: *She scratches her head a bit* It is?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (and for refrence, though it was never posted like it should have been, they're walking through a mall.)

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: ((*fixes tag* There))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (*G* danke) Brigitte meanders down the corridor in an idle stroll. Absently window shopping. "Ooo.. cute shoes." She murmers to herself.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She looks over her shoulder with another appraising glance at William. "Mmmm.. doctor, you say. Care to elaborate?"

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: ((*Fights back to tag*)) *She looks at the shoes, then back towards the food court as her tummy rumbles.*

Dr. William Johnson: [Sorry, that was me timing out!]

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: ((Slow...making garlic toast))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles down to Stevie. "Did you ever manage to get yourself a whip, love?"

Dr. William Johnson: "I'm a professor of English literature." Yeah, he's a little on the boring side.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: ((Or not...*pouts at frozen butter*)) *She blinks at Brigitte and shakes her head.* Dyb says it's not my style...

Dr. William Johnson: "So, food...here or somewhere else? My meager wages are still paying." He had heard the rumbly tumbly.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a mock surprised look to Stevie. "Not your style, love? Well.. we'll just have to buy you a new outfit now won't we." She looks back down to William. "Mmm.. lovely." She states with a sweet smile, not seeming terribly bored.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft laugh. "I'll not have you spend a dime on me, love. I've plenty of cash. The club's off to a good start.. so I don't expect to be broke anytime soon."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Really?! *Her eyes widen joyfully, so very clueless as to what Brigitte means.* Couldja pick out sumthin' real pretty?

Dr. William Johnson: "You own a club?" He asks Brigitee before finding himself very amused by Stevie's enthusiasm.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods with an innocent smile to the girl. Sooo... easy... "Of course, love. A pretty outfit for a pretty girl."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods to william. "I do. It's in Staten Island. Sanctuary. You should come by sometime, love. It's one of the nicer places around. I work dilligently to keep the trash out."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She clasps her hands together with a grin.* Awww...thanks! What kinda club is it?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "We get varied sorts, but primarily red velvet goth types. It's an elegant place. The main floor gives for an excellent dancing atmosphere, but we keep the lounge area nice and quiet. Sometimes it's nice to be able to hear the person next to you."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Oh...ummm...I'm not very good at quiet....*She scratches a finger in her hair.*

Dr. William Johnson: "You know, I've never been to a club." And it's true too. He smiles at them both, still rolling right along.

Corrine Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She slips out of the bathroom, looking around as she does. She spots Brigette, Stevie, and William moving along, not too far away, and moves in their direction with a graceful walk.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft laugh down to william, placing a dainty hand on his shoulder. "You should come by, then. I'll buy you a drink."

Dr. William Johnson: "Thanks for the invite, but I'm not really a club-going type. That's for my students." He chuckles. "But I'll try to get out there sometime."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She looks over to Corrine, giving her a tiny smile. "Hungry, love? I think the two of them were planning on eating."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: d10: per alert: 6,2,7,

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She waves at Corrine and grins, then nods at Brigitte's comment.* Eat yes! good! Food!

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She smiles to Brigette. "I might do for a small bite to eat. Hello again, everyone."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft laugh and an amused smile to Stevie. "Mmm.. someone's been eating adorol again.." She cups her hands girlishly behind her back. Eyes trailing William. Curious perhaps.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She moves to walk with the group, taking up position at Brigette's left. She looks around at the mall as they head to the food court, brushing a lock of hair back over her shoulder. "So, Emma. What do you do?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "Currently? My significant other and I opened a club out in Staten Island, Sanctuary. That's where I've been throwing most of my efforts recently."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Adorol? *She blinks* What's that?

Dr. William Johnson: [Sorry, guys, angry people were complaining about noisy kids.]

Dr. William Johnson: He rolls them to the food court, of course, not noticing that he's being followed by a curious gaze. Of course, he's sort of used to it.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Lovely," she says with a nod. "I must see it. Are you enjoying life as an entrepeneur?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods. "Somewhat. It's a bit less strenuous.. physically than my last profession. We'd be delighted to have you by sometime. Bring your friends."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: What'd ya do before? *She tilts her head curiously at Brigitte*

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "I just may," she says with a grin. There's just a hint of coyness behind the warmth.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She continues along, still stealing glances at William. Appriasing. "I was an escort." She says nonchelantly, almost proud. "High profile of course. Hardly inexpensive."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She scratches her nose a bit, looking confused.* So you walked people places?

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: An eyebrow delicately raises at Brigette's mention of her former profession, and she looks at the girl with new eyes. Hardly disapproving.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft laugh. "Only if they asked me to. Though.. I've had stranger requests than that."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "I don't doubt it," she says with a bit of a grin.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Then....what's an escort do?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles innocently to Stevie. "Whatever they're told to do.. essentially. Of course.. the stranger the damant.. the higher the bill. At least that's the way I worked it. The buyers didn't seem to mind. They always walk away with a smile."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (damand)

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Oh...well that doesn't sound so bad. *She is so clueless.*

Dr. William Johnson: He looks over at Brigitte, intrigued. "Okay, who wants what to eat that I'm going to pay for?" Said quietly enough so that it could be ignored.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She smiles at Brigette's answer with a nod. "An escort, Stevie, provides company to those willing and able to afford it."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She looks at Will* I do!

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives another innocent smile to Stevie. "Maybe after we get you that new outfit we were talking about.. I could give you a proper lesson."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles to William. "I'm covered, love. Thanks for the offer though." She blinks around the food court, trying to locate a place to get a latte.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Kay! *She grins, actually seeming excited*

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She shakes her head, laughing softly, and heads toward the coffee kiosk with Brigette.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte steps up to the kiosk "Vanilla latte, love. And whatever she's having." She daintily motions toward Corrine before handing a bill over the counter.

Dr. William Johnson: He shakes his head as well. Stevie makes him feel older than the stray strands of silver he finds in his brown hair every now and again. "Pick something out, Stevie."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: ((*LOL* Poor Will)) *She looks around at all of the places there and chooses McDonalds. She orders a bigmac meal largest size they'll give her with a coke for the drink*

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She smiles graciously to Brigette. "That's very kind of you, Emma." She looks to the barista and gives him a dazzling smile. "Vanilla latte as well..half-caffienated, skim milk."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles sweetly over to Corrine. "So, love how's.. business?" she asks in a coy tone.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Business is excellent, as always," she says with a smile mirroring Brigette's. "I certainly do well enough, and my girls are quite happy. That's enough to make me pleased with the state of things."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She clasps a delicate hand around her latte, a faint smile. "Fabulous. It's good to see you strive. You were excellent in the last industry. I'm confident you're doing just as well in this one."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Thank you, dear," she says quietly, taking her specialized latte and sipping at it. "I must admit...it's unfortunate I never got wind of you. I'm guessing you would have made quite an addition to my staff."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives an appreciatively smile to the woman, nodding. "It would have been a pleasure working for you. If I ever decide to get back into it.. you'll be the first one I'll call. But all things considered.. I figured this to be the best time to take a break."

Dr. William Johnson: He orders the same thing, actually, and forks over the money to the cashier. "Thanks. Now, if you'll grab the tray, we can go find the ladies."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She nods. "It's not a permanent life for everyone, of course. As long as you're happy with the change."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods again, looking around for the pair they wandered over with. "I'm insanely happy." she says with an amused smile at her words. "There they are."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She grabs the tray and makes a big show of walking carefully so as not to spill....no one dangle anything shiny in front of her.*

Dr. William Johnson: He leads them over to Brigitte and Corinne. "Hello again." A friendly smile, a show of pearly teeth.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles sweetly down to the man "Hello, love. We're coming.. promise." She winks at him and takes a sip of her latte. "You know how it goes.. girltalk."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Ahh, yes." She smiles warmly as William and Stevie approach. "Yes, girl talk. It happens." The beauty has an amused glint in her eyes as she looks over to Brigette.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She blinks looking between them. The look clearly says "But I'm a girl!"*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte slips a delicate arm through Corrine's. Smiling sweetly to William. "I'll let you choose the table, love. I'm not picky."

Dr. William Johnson: He just chuckles, shaking his head a little. "Come on, Stevie. I think I see a table this way that has enough space for me to park."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She places a hand over Brigette's and smiles, moving with them toward whatever table they're headed to.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She follows William still being careful with the tray.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives an amused smile to Stevie's balancing act. Teasingly she mock whispers to Corrine "Noooooobody breathe..."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She smiles back to Brigette, a soft, quiet laugh escaping.

Dr. William Johnson: He parks at the table, putting the brakes on before reaching for the tray. "Here we go, Stevie."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte sits next to William, crossing one long leg over the other with a fluid grace.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She lowers herself gracefully into a seat, sitting with a proper sort of posture, legs crossing demurely as she sets the latte on the table. "So, William...forgive me, I'm afraid I missed out on this portion of the conversation. What do you do?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte takes a sip from her latte, cupping it in weak hands. Holding the thing close. Why does it always have to be chilly in malls.. Of course.. if she were properly covered it wouldn't be an issue.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *she looks back at Brigitte.* Huh? What?

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: d10: Dex Ath: 8,10,4,3,10,8,8,

Dr. William Johnson: "I teach English Literature at NYU." He explains with a warm smile. "And you can just call me Will. William makes me feel a lot older than I already am."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "I have a very dear friend whose name is William. He isn't old. And he's positively adorable."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *And for all the show she put into keeping it steady, when she's not concentrating on it, it seems she could hold the tray steady even while being shot at she's got it so balanced. Then she looks at William and grins putting the tray down.*

Dr. William Johnson: "I'm just used to Will, I suppose but you can call me what you like."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She lets a playful grin creep across her face. "ANYthing I like?"

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Will, then." She nods a little bit to him with a smile. "English Literature. A noble endeavor."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She starts eating her fries quickly, hungrily, listening to them. Quiet for once as she stuffs her face.*

Lurk: ((Is open-ness?))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (yesh. currently in the food court)

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: ((Yep!))

Dr. William Johnson: "Anything within reason." He chuckles and looks over at Corinne before reaching for his food. To be honest, he's famished at the moment.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: ((Huzzah!))((DD: The most obvious features on the 20-year-old man are semitic--hook nose, curly black hair, high cheekbones. Less obvious are the piercing dark eyes, or the almost contemptuous sneer that never quite forms, but seems to hover around his lips. His clothing is usually simple and clean; if it's a workign night, he includes a suit-coat. Almost invariably, tucked into a back pocket, he carries what must be the world's ugliest sock-puppet, a scratchy wool thing with bits of clear plastic, bottle-caps and pull-tabs stitched in haphazardly.)) *Enters the mall, looking around at stuff, but his stomache growls when he catches the scent of the food-court, so he makes his way there.*

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench] -> Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: ((Fae Mein: There's no doubting the change as the curly black locks turn a vivid red. His skin is darker to Fae eyes, as well, and has a faint bluish tint. The biggest change, really, is the sock-puppet, which now resembles a war-gauntlet forged of razor wire and bits of glass. Most disturbing of all, it still has a discernable 'face'--with red glass for eyes, and a length of razor-wire for a mouth. It's all too easy to imagine it deciding to take a bite with the first swing. It all adds up to: REDCAP))

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench] -> Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: Mortal Seeming:
When she was younger, she must have been absolutely exquisite. Now, in her mid 30's, she's "merely" stunning. Statuesque and refined, she has an grace to her bearing that seems entirely natural, effortless even. Standing somewhere on the tall side of the five and a half feet range, she's trim, her lithe body draped in elegance, whether an evening dress or an expensive, tailored business suit. She tends to prefer the former over the latter. Her hair, a dark auburn, stretches down to her shoulder blades when worn down; hypnotic green eyes take in the world around her with a shrewdness that shows this lovely lady has a quick mind as well. ((Fame 1 among the Fashion or Escort Industry; PM if Fae/Enchanted))

Fae Mien:
What is statuesque and refined to mortal eyes becomes exquisitely so. The lines of age fade away, bringing an incredible beauty to her form, a smoothness to her. The point to her ears just peeks out of her curled hair, and the gown she wears is gossamer, deceptively strong as it reveals enough of the curves that fit the delicate arc of her body perfectly. At her side, a rapier, the guard silver and damascened, hangs comfortably...a reminder that this woman isn't just another beautiful face.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: d10: Per + Alert: 7,2,10,5,8,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She grins. "Mmmm... Doctor FeelGood it is." She reaches over to william and places a dainty hand on his bicep. "I bet you have muscular arms.. all things considered.." She gives his arm a squeeze, testing her theory.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: d10: Per+Alert: 8,6,6,9,

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *And he spots feather-head easily enough, as he's standing in line the "Wok'n'roll". If she meets his gaze, he'll give her a head-nod to let her know he's seen her; otherwise, he'll just head over after getting his food.*

Dr. William Johnson: Oh God, she's making him blush. His biceps are quite large indeed. Not only does he get around on the chair, he works out in his past time. "Doctor FeelGood?" He nearly chokes on his burger.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She gives a soft chuckle at Brigette's words, and looks around...her eyes fall on Dyb, and her smile quirks just a touch, into something a bit more complex.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *And it's as he does so he spots Corinne at the table. Oh, this should be a fun afternoon....*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She leans into William, seeming to enjoy making the man blush. "Mmm.. doctor.. they're huge! You must work out.."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: d10: Per alert: 7,2,7,

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: Dyb! *She beams and waves happily over towards him. Then looks back at the others with her.* Ooo...hey can I feel too? *She reaches out to feel William's other arm. Though not nearly as skillfully as Brigitte*

Dr. William Johnson: He gives up on eating as he goes from a pleasant rose-color and straight through crimson to beet red. "Um..I guess.." His eyes are wide as he looks between the two females.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *And so he gets his order--it's amazing how much food one can get at a Chinese food-court restaurant if you forgo the meat dishes; two big heaping plates of lo mein noodles, half a dozen spring rolls, a double-serving of stir-fried veggies.... The tray practically sags under the weight as he walks towards the table. Where the hell does he put it all?*

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She looks at William, giving him a sympathetic smile before she looks over to watch Dyb a couple moments. No need to focus her attention on William and make him that much more uncomfortable.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte smiles sweetly to William. Her dainty hand still lingering on his arm. Unless he opposes she doesn't pull it away.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *As he gets close enough to speak--which, frankly, is a bit further than one might expect, as he's got a good deal of skill in projecting his voice--he calls out boisterously.* Oi! Birdbrain! See you got some new friends. *He gives a big, toothy grin to the other folks at the table.* Well, any friend o' the kid's is a friend o' mine. *The accent is pure Bronx School of Hard Knocks.*

Dr. William Johnson: He doesn't oppose. He just reaches for his burger again to start eating. "Thanks.."

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *And then he takes a seat at the table, setting the overloaded tray down with a bit of force, making the table jiggle just a bit.* ((Okay, so... I think he ends up sitting between Stevie and Corrine, yes?))

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She squeezes gently then pulls her hand away as Will is looking all wide-eyed.* Um, sorry? *Then she grins over at Dyb and nods* Yeah! That's Dr. Will and Lady Emma and Lady Corrine! *indicating each one in turn* And that's Dyb. *She says to the others.*

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He nods to William, offering a hand to shake.* Nice to meet ya, doc. *He gives the two women a visual sizing-up; the leer is kept just the proper side of insulting, but not by much.* Ladies, a true pleasure. *He raises a brow, though, at "Lady" Emma, since, well, she doesn't look like a proper 'Lady' to him.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She pulls back from William smiling sweetly to Dyb. "Hello there, love." She says and looks down to slip a dainty hand in her small purse. Digging for something.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "Good evening, Dyb." She smiles, charm deflecting the inappropriateness of the leer. Nothing she doesn't deal with on a daily basis. "A pleasure to meet you."

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He smiles at Corinne.* Oh, no, the pleasure is ALL mine, I assure you. *Doubtless, truer words were never spoken.*

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *Munchmunchmunch, stuff stuff stuff and then...the last of the food is gone and she sips from her cup.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She doesn't seem to mind the leer. In fact, she gives a subtle preen, enjoying the attention. Used to it obviously. She digs out a small perscription bottle from her purse and opens it, slipping a pill to her mouth before stuffing the bottle back away. She washes it down with a sip of her latte.

Dr. William Johnson: He'd given Dyb a handshake before returning to eating his food, shifting a little in his chair. A force of habit.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He starts eating, eagerly downing bits of this and that. While he doesn't talk with his mouth full, there is a bit more haste to his dining habits than would be considered seemly even by food-court standards--large bites of food, seemingly jammed in and swallowed with fairly few chewing motions, with the fork already full of another bite's worth as soon as the first is gone.*

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She gives Dyb a gracious nod, then brings the latte to her lips, sipping at it.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He looks at the three folks he doesn't know for a bit.* So, you three all together, or did featherhead just lure you all in?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She casts an amused smile over to Dyb. Watching for a moment before looking back over to Corrine.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She doesn't seem to mind the insults, that or maybe she doesn't think that's what they are. She listens to the others then hears a blender going. Ooooo shake. Um...She looks back at the group she's with and the look on her face is positively adorable.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "It was a spur of the moment gathering, I suppose. Met at the jewelry store." Speaking of which.. brigitte digs out her purchase and daintily places it around her neck, fumbling with the clasp a bit. She gives a helpless sigh and leans over to William. "Be a dear and fasten this.. will you doctor?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She holds her long natural blonde hair off her pretty neck. Waiting for the man to comply with a sweet smile over her shoulder.

Dr. William Johnson: He swallows hard and then reaches up to clasp her neckless, calloused fingers gently brushing her soft flesh. Women are just so..weird sometimes.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She giggles when he touches her. "I suppose the myth is true.. Doctor, your hands are like ice." She gives an amused smile when it's clasped and leans over to kiss his shoulder.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "As Emma said." She looks to Brigette with a smile, and looks back to Dyb. "Just a fortuitous coincidence, I suppose. Serendipity."

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: ((*Reclaims nick*)) *He watches Brigitte flirt with the doctor with a bit of a smirk.*

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He nods to Corinne, washing down a mouthful of food with a gulp from the jumbo-size drink.* Heh. Imagine that. *Looks at Stevie.* Oh, go on and get it--we'll still be here when you get back. You got enough on you?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She sits back up in her seat with an elaborate stretch. Smiling sweetly in Dyb's direction. She tosses a wink his way before taking another sip of her latte.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *Her lower lip juts out slightly and she shakes her head at Dyb's question.*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte pulls a twenty out of her purse and hands it to Stevie. "My treat, love. For introducing me to such lovely people."

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She purses her lips as the phone rings, and goes to answer it. "Excuse me, everyone." She rises and steps away from the table, talking quietly, but firmly...in control.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He was about to reach for his wallet, but if the frail wants to pay.... He murmurs to Stevie as she gets up.* Remember to keep the change. *He gives Brigitte an answering wink, this one with a leer that does cross the line, just a smidge, then looks at William.* So, what kinda doc are you?

Dr. William Johnson: At this rate, he'll never stop blushing. He reaches for his coke, sipping through the straw.

Dr. William Johnson: "I'm a professor of English Literature at NYU." A shrug and a warm smile.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc) ~Mall~: *She bounces to her feet with a squeal of delight and grabs the 20 before running over to the place to get herself a fruity blend shake*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives another stretch when she's leered at, arching her back. Not nearly as subtle as last time. She's well aware that men gawk at her. And on occasion women. She flashes Dyb a teasing smile.

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: She finishes the phone call quickly and heads back to the group, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I must take my leave." She reaches into her purse and hands cards with her business and cell number all around. "A pleasure to meet you all."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She smiles up to Corinne, taking the card and slipping it into her purse. "It was. Come by the club anytime. I'd love to have you."

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *Nods at William.* Ah... *Really, that's about all that needs to be said; the man in the wheelchair is from academia, and Dyb... isn't. He takes the offered card witha bit of amusement, and tucks it into his shirt-pocket.* See ya round, Lady Corinne. *Chuckles at Brigitte's obvious return-flirting. Wonders... well, a few things not fit for publication.*

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He tilts his head, then, just as he was pondering having a bit of fun with the frail. He speaks with a bit more... well, politeness, at least... to Brigitte.* Club? You own one?

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a delicate nod to Dyb. "I do." she says sweetly.

Dr. William Johnson: He shifts a little on his chair again, smiling warmly at Corinne. "It was nice to meet you." He can't help but ogle Brigitte just a little bit. He may have no legs, but the rest of him is whole.

Dabney "Dyb" Buchwald [PM if Fae/Ench]: *He nods at Brigitte.* What kind? Dance, nightclub, what?

Corinne Braddock [PM if Fae/Ench]: "I definitely well. Not one to turn down hospitality." She smiles to Brigette, and then nods to Dyb and Wiullian, before leaving. ((Gotta cut down scenes. Thanks, guys...was fun! *hugs*))