Jarod Freeman: So, Victor, tonight, receives an invocation from Jarod. He's inside the abandoned Vertigo nightclub, leaning against the bar in his usual get-up, smoking a clove. "Nahaliel. We need to get together and talk."

Victor Mendez: *When he recieves the invocation he is carveing somthing in his alley* "Allright Jarod ill be there shortly where are you at?" *he says as he stands up gathering his tool box and his guitar case*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The young girl leans loosely against Jarod, laying a gentle head to his shoulder. Listening.

Jarod Freeman: "The Vertigo, Tal-Kerioth's old nightclub. The back door's unlocked."

Victor Mendez: "On my way" *he says as he heads out of the alley to catch a cab*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte kisses Jarod's cheek with a meek look to the man "How's his mood, love?"

Jarod Freeman: He tenses just a little as she kisses his cheek...still not sure what all to do with that. Still a little wierd over their fight of sorts. But it's barely perceptible. He shrugs. "Usual Victor. Agreeable enough, but he is bringing the guitar case." He gives her a little smile. "I won't let him do anything."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She curls a weak arm around the man's waist. Their fight seeming non existant to the girl. "Hopefully it won't become an issue. Maybe with all the talk of Sol's trespasses lately.. his feeble attention span will work in my benifit."

Victor Mendez: ((ya just tell me when you would like Vic to show up))

Jarod Freeman: He nods a little, frowning as he slips an arm over her shoulder. "Maybe. We'll see." He hesitates, then kisses her forehead before pulling away to hop up on the bar. "No need for Victor to see our comfortability with each other and take it for anything negative. You know he's good at that."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She looks down to the floor with a tiny pout, wrapping a single arm around her chest in a nervous stance. Looking abandoned. "Oh.. I'm sorry." She gives a healthy pause before looking up to the man "If everything goes well, what would you think of offering him a bouncing position at the club? Give him a positive way to release all that anger he seems to enjoy building up."

Jarod Freeman: "I think that's a good plan." He smiles down at her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "It's nothing personal. You know that. Appearances can stand for a lot on first impressions, which I'm sure you know, being a former model."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She frowns, slinking down the surface of the bar to sit meekly on the floor out of jarod's reach. "I'm not a public figure anymore, love." She leaves it at that and reverts to silently watching the door. Waiting for Victor to arrive.

Jarod Freeman: He sighs and leans back. "Sorry." He falls silent, looming protectively over her, watching the back door.

Victor Mendez: *Victor gets out of the cab and moves towards the backdoor of the club pushing it open slowly*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte looks to Victor with a meek smile before flicking her pretty eyes to the floor. She tightly wraps her cardigan more firmly about her ample waist. Damned if she'll be the first to say anything..

Jarod Freeman: He nods to Victor as he slips into the place, smiling a bit. "Victor. How have you been?"

Victor Mendez: *Victor leans his guitar case against the Bar and drops the tool box to the floor* "Well Jarod im here" *he says as he looks down towards Brigitte* "Who is your friend?"

Victor Mendez: "Could be alot better" *he says with a sigh as he leans against the bar* "but that is neither here nor there. So does this place still have anything to drink in it?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smile up to Victor "I thought you didn't drink, love.."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks down at Brigitte* "I sometimes make exceptions" *he says with a very hurt look on his face that he quickly tries to hide again*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Her pretty lips drop to a frown with eyes still up to Victor "You look terribly sad, love." She drops her gaze to the floor. "Crimsonstar told me. About Adriana. I'm sorry, love."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks at her* "It is what is best" *he says simply and then looks to Jarod with a questioning gaze*

Jarod Freeman: "This is Lela, Victor." He looks down to her, then back to Victor. "You've met." He reaches over the bar and grabs a bottle of vodka, silidng it down the bar to him.

Jarod Freeman: ((Guys, gimme a little time to post, please. Am multi-tasking.)) "About Adriana?" He looks between them, eyebrow raised, concerned.

Victor Mendez: *Victor opens the bottle of Vodka* "Is...this who i think it is" *he says as he stands there holding the bottle looking at Jarod*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The young girl meekly wraps her arms around her chest, slinking closer to the front of the bar with eyes down. She stays quiet.

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks to Jarod* "Me and Adriana are no longer together because of issues involveing my nature placeing her at risk" *he says flatly trying to conceal his pain*

Jarod Freeman: "Ahh....shit. Sorry, Victor." He winces a little. "Yes, I believe this is who you think it is. This is Ouestucati."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks down at Brigitte* "I have one question for you Ouestucati" *he says in a serious tone* "Why did you kill those people?"

Jarod Freeman: He frowns a little, remaining quiet from his sitting position over Brigette on the bar. Watching Victor closely, ready to leap to action if need-be.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a pained look back down to the floor, curling her legs to her chest uncomfortably. "Nahaliel.. I didn't want to kill ~anybody~."

Victor Mendez: "You flooded an entire district, you had to of known that it would kill someone" *he says looking at her as a tear rolls down his face* "You two are the only ones up that I actually consider friends, and I dont know what to do in this situation any other fallen I would have hunted immediatly, but you Ouestucati I love and couldnt" *he says as he kneels down next to her*

Jarod Freeman: He tenses as Victor gets close to Brigette, watching him closely.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte cringes, leaning tightly against the bar. Obvioisly afraid with the same pained look about her. "I.. I don't know what you want me to say, Nahaliel. Alright?" Her pretty green eyes well up with tears. "I fucked up. I know I did. And I've apologized countless times since then to anyone who's cared to listen. I can't undo what I did.. I didn't know it was going to be that big. If you want me dead, save me the guilt trip. I'm feeling shitty enough as it is."

Victor Mendez: "I dont want you dead Ouestucati" *he says as he lays a hand on her shoulder* "I want you back" *he says softly* "I want to know that you are the same, I want to trust you again"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The young girl instintively pulls away from the man's touch, clumsily scurring to the left. "Love.. please.."

Jarod Freeman: "Ouestucati is dealing with her Torment, Nahaliel," he says, still watching the man like a hawk. "I'm helping her with that. She's not the same, and she won't be the same. We're not like that, and you know it. Especially now that she has a new Host. However, she's not unsavable, either. She's very much savable, and I'm not giving up on her."

Victor Mendez: *Victor drops his hand to the floor* "If you are truely remoseful for what you did then you have nothing to fear from me" *he says with a deep breath* "everyone makes mistakes" *he says softly*

Victor Mendez: *Victor pauses for a secound after speaking and looking to Jarod* "If you beleive in her then so shall I" *he says as he stands up*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods, curling her legs nervously back to her chest sitting in a tense ball on the floor. "I lost everything, love. It would kill me if I lost you, too." She gives a meek look to Victor.

Jarod Freeman: He just nods a little, still watching the man. he slides off the bar, dropping into a crouch next to Brigette. There for her.

Victor Mendez: *Victor grabs the bottle of Vodka and takes a drink* "So was there anything else that needed to be discussed" *he says as he looks at the two of them*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods "What's.. What's happening with the court?"

Victor Mendez: *Victor snorts a bit at the mention of the court* "Not anything that I know of the only thing ive heared about it recently is that one of our members has fallen to their torment. As far as I know there isnt a court"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods, looking back to the floor. She makes a weak lean in Jarod's direction. "Jarod and I have been working to solidify a meeting place for the infernals in the city. A safe place. Maybe that will help bring people together."

Jarod Freeman: "I don't know." He sighs, looking between Brigette and Victor. "It's a shambles...but I'm not willing to follow Thomas yet. He's still talking like he's part of the Host...all that 'sometimes you have to do what you're told' spiel, and so on."

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "Yea im not willing to follow a fool either. So what have the two of you in mind for a meeting place?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods. "Crimsonstar likes to think himself an Angel. The only reason he didn't join the courts was the chance for power of his own. He doesn't want unity.. he wants a flock." She hugs her knees. "A club. A simple enough front." She looks around the vertigo. "Though I'm hoping for something with a bit more class than this place."

Jarod Freeman: He puts a hand on Brigette's shoulder, looking from her to Victor. "A nightclub. VIP Room for Fallen only, quarters for new arrivals or safe haven, the whole deal."

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "But I do hate to admit somthing, becasue it proves everything I have striven for wrong. We need a head if the court is going to work" *he says as he looks to Jarod*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods. "A head would help matters. If we could find a strong one worthy of the position."

Jarod Freeman: He snorts. "My apartment with the Chinese food boxes piled up in the kitchen has more class then this place." Bit of a vendetta against the former Tyrant? Yup.

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks over at Jarod and smiles a bit, the first smile he has shown since his arrival* "I think I have someone in mind"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte leans her head down to kiss the hand jarod has on her shoulder. She turns with a sly smile to Victor "Penny for your thoughts, love?"

Victor Mendez: *Victor smiles at Jarod* "You would be a good leader Jarod, your not a fool and I trust you" *he says as he leans back against the bar and takes another drink*

Jarod Freeman: He raises an eyebrow, watching Victor curiously. "You know someone I don't?"

Jarod Freeman: ((DLP))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The young girl gives a soft smile to Jarod, nodding in agreement. She reaches up to give his hand a squeeze. "I'd follow you."

Jarod Freeman: He blinks at that, before laughing. Not an insulting laugh, but just a shocked, stunned sort of one. "You guys are kidding, right? I'm the one who's always been AGAINST the idea of one person having too much power, and people like Tal-Kerioth lording it over us. You seriously think I'd make a good leader?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods, leaning against Jarod "I think that's what would MAKE you a good leader, love."

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "Its because you dont want the postion that I want you to have it" *he says seriously* "Jarod have you ever known me to be a joker?"

Jarod Freeman: He looks at Brigette as she answers, then over to Victor. His lips quirk in a faint smile. "No, I've called you several things at several times, Nahaliel. A joker has never been one of them." Meant mostly harmlessly, there.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft laugh, looking up to Victor with a tiny smile. "I missed you, love."

Victor Mendez: "Allright then its settled Jarod. After ya get this club aquired, and if you need any of my special talents with that just ask, we will begin to assemble the court with you as the head" *he says with a nod to Jarod* "Just dont expect me to call you lord, king or tyrant" *he says with a smile*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She wiggles playfully against Jarod "I'll call you anything you like." She winks and turns back to Victor "Actually.. if nothing else, love.. we've been looking for a good bouncer."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks down at Brigitte* "Ive missed you to" *he says honestly his voice filled with compassion as he slumps down to the floor*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte slowly worms away from Jarod with a weak lean against Victor, laying her head to the man's shoulder. "I've met a few new ones in the city. One of them has next to no memories. Both were asking me about the court."

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods at that* "Well lets bring them into the fold before they fall in line with Tom, we need to keep that fool from messing anything else up" *his words carrying a bit of contempt for the man*

Jarod Freeman: "Be a good way to start," he says to Brigette. "New blood's our best start. The older ones have gravittated to Thomas's Court already, I think. I don't know what's up with Baby...last I heard, she was helping me try and search around for signs of Cernnunos."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny nod. "The scourge seemed to like the idea of joining the courts. The other.. An Adad.. he needs some time to cope with the new knowledge of what he is. I'm sticking close to both."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods to Jarod. "Did.. you guys still want me to contact that person my host knew? She.." She speaks nervously "She was in contact with one of his followers, I think."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks over at Brigitte* "We need to deal with that situation, as soon as possible we have allowed the Earthbound to roam free for far to long"

Jarod Freeman: "Yes, contact him." He nods. "We need any in we can get. Someone among us needs to find Cherry before Thomas's people do. They'll kill her and we'll lose a lot of infomation...we need to know what she knows."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a meek nod, curling an arm around victor's waist. "I'll.. " She pauses, then clears her throat "I'll see if I can contact him. He.. won't be happy to hear from me."

Victor Mendez: "Ill kill her as well but I have somthing that I think will be very useful it will give us the ability to question without haveing her roaming free to inflict agony on the world" *he says looking between the two of them*

Victor Mendez -> Jarod Freeman: ((by the way i still need to do all the rolls for you to make the soul trap))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smile up to Victor "Ah.. you finished it. Fabulous."

Jarod Freeman: He frowns a little bit. "Okay...why are we killing her again? Because Thomas said she was Tormented, and she manifested a Tormented version of her powers? And that's all?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives an odd look to Jarod. "She maliciously tried to murder me, Meioth. In cold blood. Without having the slightest clue who I was. I could have been a passing mortal and it would have made no difference to her."

Victor Mendez: "If she isnt tormented she wont have any thing to worry about and she wouldnt mind revealing her self to prove the fact that she isnt tormented" *he says calmly* "I dont want to kill her if she isnt, but if she is I dont want to let her roam free either"

Jarod Freeman: "Except that she thought you were the Slayer that she was locked in a struggle against, love." He turns his gaze from Brigette to Victor. "And frankly, I'm more concerned with whether she is willing to try and work her Torment off, then whether she looks Tormented. If acting Tormented was the only criteria for killing, there would be two people sitting here right now, and we all know it."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a shameful look to the ground and balls up again.

Victor Mendez: "Allright then" *he says as he looks at Jarod* "Then we speak with her and see what she has to hide, and if she is willing to work towards controlling her torment then we take that route"

Jarod Freeman: He gives Brigette a soft sort of smile. "I'm sorry to put it that way, love. But it is the truth. And if that had happened, we'd have been in the wrong by having done so. And you know I believe that, very strongly."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny shrug, burying her face in her knees.

Victor Mendez: *Victor wraps an arm around her shoulder* "Look your trying to deal with it, and hopefully Cherry will be willing to deal with hers"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "If nothing else, she's making us out to be monsters in the eyes of the other factions. She broke the DMZ again not too long ago. Crossing the viel in the same cafe where she tried to kill me. I wasn't there.. the willworkers told me about it. They said she released evil spirits all over the place." She frowns. "If we don't do something about her.. they will."

Jarod Freeman: A hand comes out to rest on lightly on Brigette's knee. Comforting, supportive. "If nothing else...she's our mess. She belongs to the Court, and we'll deal with her, if it comes to that. Has anyone spoken with Cameron lately?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gently shakes her head no in regard to Cameron.

Victor Mendez: "no I havent seen him in ages" *he says as he gives Brigitte a squeezes* "And I do agree she is our mess, and we shall clean it up if nesscary"

Jarod Freeman: "I'll try to find him...you guys see if you can, too. There's other unaligned...Thaddeus, I think. I'm pretty sure we can all agree that Nath is not a good idea to have join our Court, correct?"

Victor Mendez: "Who is Nath?" *he says looking at Jarod a little confused*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She frowns "I thought the concept behind the court was to be all inclusive. To enduce unity."

Jarod Freeman: "You mean I'm not the last to know something? This is a first." He blinks. "A Defiler. Has issues with Ouestucati."

Jarod Freeman: "It is, love. I just thought...you would have issue with it. We can invite him if we wish..."

Victor Mendez: "What are his issues with her?" *he says seriously* "Are they from before or after the abyss?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She frowns, looking down to the floor. "We shouldn't turn him away on that principle. There are plenty who have their issues with me. Let them tell me to my face."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She looks to victor "He's the one that.. with angel.. he.." She curls her arms around her chest, shaking her head.

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "probably better to have a bit of establishment before we try bringing someone like that into the fold"

Jarod Freeman: "I don't know." He shrugs. "I've honestly never met him...everything I heard about him was through Thomas or Tansy. You do make a point, though. I was just..." He sighs. "Sorry. That's why you guys are here, to point out my potential FUBAR's." He smiles to them both a little.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She rubs a pretty eye with the back of a dainty hand. "I.. I don't mind. We could use the numbers. And I'm sure he'd make a much better minister of Dust.."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks at Jarod* "On the issue of Cherry though no matter what the decsion is you shouldnt allow her to remain in a ministry, we need to make an outward apperance of ounishing her atleast in some way to keep the treaty appeased" *he says as he takes another drink of Vodka*

Victor Mendez: ((punishing not ounishing))

Jarod Freeman: "Oh, Hell no." He shakes his head. "Under no circumstances whatsoever does she head or even work in a Ministry right now."

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "Allright then, have ya found a location that appears suitable to your buisness venture?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte keeps curled with her knees to her chin, looking between the men. Listening.

Jarod Freeman: "Not yet...still scoping out real estate locations right now." He looks to Brigette.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny nod, looking back to the floor.

Victor Mendez: "Allright, remeber that it dosent matter how much work it needs on it ill do that if you want, especially if this bouncers postion is going to come with an income" *he says with a smile*

Jarod Freeman: ((Gotta reboot...browser issues. BRB.))

Victor Mendez: ((allright))

Jarod Freeman: He grins a little bit to Victor. "Well, we'll see about that. How about working for all the alcohol you want? If Ouestucati and I don't drink the stock between us, that is..." He looks to Brigette with a grin.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte seems to be in her own little world, looking down at the floor. She remains quiet.

Victor Mendez: *Victor shakes his head* "Nah cash is somthing that I would prefer, I dont drink much and I need money to aquire materials and to feed the people who come to my alley"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: After a bit, Brigitte uncurls and stands in a meek pose. "I.. should be getting back. I don't want to worry my William."

Jarod Freeman: "Yeah, not a problem...we'll work it out." He nods to Victor, still with a hand on Brigette's knee, stroking lightly.

Jarod Freeman: He looks up to her and nods. "All right, love. Do you want me to walk you back?"

Victor Mendez: *Victor nods* "Well then its settled, lets not be strangers now allright" *he says as he gives Brigitte a hug* "Come see me some time Lela you know where to find me"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny nod, running weak arms around victor's waist with a soft kiss to the man's cheek. "I will." She looks over her shoulder to jarod with a tiny shrug "You.. don't have to if you don't want to. I can drop you off at your place if you don't want to stay at the hotel tonight."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks between the two of them* "Would wither of you mind giveing me a lift back to the alley?" *he says as he stands up*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She nods to Victor. "I will. I have the bmw not too far from here."

Jarod Freeman: "One way or another, I wouldn't at all mind heading back with you." He rises from his sit. "I should go check on Melody, spend some time with her...but I can easily come back to the hotel after. As long as you'd rather I be there, I will be."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny shrug with a hurt look on her face. She meanders slowly to the backdoor. "Spend some time with Mel, love. I'll be fine."

Victor Mendez: *Victor looks at Brigitte* "If you dont want to be alone ill go back there with you?" *he says with a smile to her* "By the way what ever happened with the statue I made you?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Her face drops even more, if possible at the mention of her longlost beloved statue. She shakes her head and slips out the backdoor.

Victor Mendez: *Victor follows her out the backdoor since she is his ride back*

Jarod Freeman: He gives a frustrated look and follows behind as well.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte walks silently to her car, eyes to the concrete the whole way.

Victor Mendez: *Victor moves slowly behind her* "Whats bothering you Lela?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny shrug and unlocks the doors, slipping into the driverside.

Victor Mendez: "Could you pop the trunk for me so I can put this stuff in it?" *he says before looking back to Jarod trying to understand if the man knows whats wrong with her*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She pops the trunk.

Jarod Freeman: He gets into the car himself, sighing as he buckles in. She's his ride, too. "You know that's not what I meant," he tells her quietly, from his spot in the shotgun seat.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a sad look to the pavement in front of her and starts the engine, filling the area with a loud industrial mix. She waits for Vic to climb in.

Victor Mendez: *Victor puts his stuff in the trunk and gets into the backseat of the car*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She zips off quickly, first toward Vic's alley. Still silent, not even so much as her usual headbop to the snazzy tunes.

Jarod Freeman: He sighs and falls quiet, watching the road pass by.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: After the long quiet, with the exception of the blaring music that is, drive Brigitte pulls up to Victor's alley. She parks and pops the trunk.

Victor Mendez: *Victor gets out of the car and gets his stuff out of the trunk and waves good bye before walking into the alley*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte zips away to take Jarod home, still as quiet as ever.

Jarod Freeman: He waves goodbye to Victor, and is silent for a bit on the ride. Finally, he sighs. "Ouestucati...talk to me. Please, love."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She keeps driving, eyes plastered to the pavement in front of her.

Victor Mendez: *Victor walks into the alley and leans up aginst the wall eventually getting to sleep*

Victor Mendez: ((good night ya and thanks for the scene))

Jarod Freeman: ((Thanks, Dark!)) He looks at her. "What do you want from me? Seriously, I would like to know."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a pained squint to the windshield. "I don't want anything from you, Melioth."

Jarod Freeman: He sighs. "Okay...what do you think I should do, then? You're upset because of me, and I don't know why."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny shake of the head "Do whatever you have to, to be happy. I.. don't matter, love. You're wasting your time worrying about me."

Jarod Freeman: "No, I'm not wasting my time. And you know very well that I don't believe that to be the case." He puts a hand on her shoulder. "I love you. And I would do almost anything in this world or any other for you. And you matter greatly. Especially to me."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She shrugs off his hand with no response. Pressing more firmly on the gas.

Jarod Freeman: "What?" He grits his teeth. "You're angry with me, or hurt by me, and I don't even know why. That's not fair to me, love."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She shakes her head, rubbing her eyes with a delicate hand. "Just.. please.. I don't want to talk anymore. I just want to go home.. to the only home I have.. and get some rest. Please?" Her voice weak and pleading.

Jarod Freeman: He sighs sadly, falling silent and watching her.

Jarod Freeman: d10: Per+Empathy: 3,8,8,3,2,9,3,

Brigitte Clara Deleon -> Jarod Freeman: (word of the day? Jeaaaaaaaalousy.. Of course a deep sense of love, but mostly hurt. Envy. A strong feeling of self hatred.)

Jarod Freeman: He sighs sadly. "Love...I'd like to talk to you about this some other time. I wish you wouldn't...blame yourself for so much. You know I don't. I love you. And if you want to talk some time, I will...if not, then I understand that, too. Just know that I'm always here for you." And with that, he gives the woman a smile, then falls silent for the rest of the ride.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She takes him home, still quiet. Not so much as a glance his way when he exits the vehicle.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (and it's like WAAAAY past my bedtime. *hugs* seeya. thanks for the scene.)

Jarod Freeman: He slips out of the car with a sad sigh, shoulders a bit slumped, and heads into the apartment.

Jarod Freeman: ((*hugs* See ya!))