Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte is glitzed up for the night, like the savvy little glittergoth that she is. She's wears a pair of skintight black leather hip low rise and a slinky silver midriff halter that to no surprise leaves nothing to the imagination. Her makeup is in classic black and silver glitter, long blode hair twisted into playful pigtails. She meanders about looking for Jarod.

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko parks her car and climbs out. She dressed formally, a long dress of some sort, and it works...give her a break, as her player is HARDLY an expert on women's fashion. She checks to make sure this is the place and heads up to see if it's open yet*

Jarod Freeman: He's hanging out near the bar, talking with the bartender to make sure that everything is in order. His hair is it's usual lovely platinum blonde, hanging free...he's got an easy smile on his face as he talks to the man, making sure they have enough stock to cover the crowd. He's decked out in poet's shirt, deep crimson with a lace-up front, slightly open, and leather pants. A pair boots finishes the look, disappearing up under his cuffs as he talks with the man...he has faint make-up on, similar to Brigette's. A concession to status as owner, a show of solidarity. And amazingly, it looks good on the man, even glittered as he is.

Eugenia Phelps: It's opening night and she'd promised to be here. She'd gone shopping and found the perfect gown, a lovely ivory that compliments her coloring. Her golden hair is perfectly coiffed and she's only going to be here for a very short time. There's only so long she can stand watching the proof of her lost battle before it eats away at her insides. She's still beautiful and smiling, though, as if she ever stops smiling. She seems apprehensive. After all, she and Brigitte didn't part on the best of terms and she can only imagine what that means for her friendship with Jarod.

Brigitte [opening night]: She slips up to Jarod with a loving smile, sliding an arm around the man's waist. "Mmm.. you look beautiful love." She kisses his cheek. "Everything set at the bar?" She winks at the bartender.

Eugenia Phelps: d10: per+alert: 5,2,10,4,

Jarod Freeman: ((Anyone who needs a description of the place, by the way: http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=Content&pa=showpage&pid=58))

Eugenia Phelps: She spots the platinum hair..and starts heading toward him. Upon further inspection, though, Brigitte's attached to him. So..she just..wanders elsewhere..in the crowd.

Keiko Moroboshi: ((Umm, just to make sure, NOT Holy Ground, right?))

Jarod Freeman: d10: Per+Alert: 2,7,4,8,3,

Jarod Freeman: ((*LOL* No, not Holy Ground.))

Brigitte [opening night]: (lol. yeah. NOT holy ground. that would just be silly)

Keiko Moroboshi: ((Just checking, the word "Cathedral" set off warning bells *G*)) *Keiko heads up, as the place seems open, appears she gets to be the Circle's representative...juuuuuust great. Hopefully, the doorman decrees that she is worthy and she enters Sanctuary, and spends a moment just taking the place in*

Phillip Lark: He his one of those overlooked people, nothing about him stands out, from his unremarkable blue eyes, short black hair, and even his slim but slightly muscular build. Maybe in his late 20's early thirties, shoulders taking on more of a hunched quality to them when he walks or is sitting down. He is Caucasian, Soft toned in speech, with a Brooklyn accent to his speech, obviously a true new Yorker. Wearing black slacks and a black button down shirt, black jacket. ((Forgettable Merrit)) He actually waits outside in the line to get in, watching those who do walk rtight in.

Jarod Freeman: He looks to Brigette, smiling and leaning into the kiss to his cheek. "Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." He looks up, noting Nia's approach and sudden veer off course with a moment of pursed lips, before the smile returns.

The bartender nods to Brigette. "Everything's good to go." At the door, a massive man is bouncing...William Halloran, specifically. He's wearing a special-made Sanctuary Security shirt, checking ID's and generally keeping the peace. ((Ping if you need Will's DD.))

Brigitte [opening night]: d10: per+alert: 4,1,7,6,

Eugenia Phelps: She needs a drink, but there's no way she's going to the bar at the moment. Brigitte..makes her nervous.

Keiko Moroboshi: DD>Keiko stands an even five feet tall, and looks to weigh at most one hundred pounds. She’s a small, Japanese woman, and rather looks the part. She has short cut brown hair, and dark eyes, and is fairly flat chested as well. She’s nothing terribly special to look at, though she’s also not ugly…just average. She wears a locket on a necklace, it is shaped like a heart, and always kept closed, often tucked into her shirt, along with a moderately stylish dress, that the player could not describe if his life depended on it.

Brigitte [opening night]: She leans weakly into Jarod with a soft smile. "Excellent. I've got William set up at the front. I have him a breif synopsis of who I was expecting. I'm not sure who all was planning to come tonight. If he runs into any problems, he knows how to reach me."

Jarod Freeman: "Perfect." He nods a little bit, an arm running over Brigette's back, before he looks around, eyes trying to pick out some others.

Phillip Lark: He waits in line, hands in his pockets, scuffing the bottom of his shoe on the ground as he waits for the place to open up, and the line to move. No makeup for him tonight. The plain guys looks......plain.

Eugenia Phelps: She's being personable at her best expected level, talking to random people and managing to maintain a happy look. She's getting so good at pretending these days.

Phillip Lark: ((And anyone with awareness can roll it diff 9))

Keiko Moroboshi: d10: Per+Aware: 4,6,9,2,4,4,

Brigitte [opening night]: d10: per+aware: 3,9,4,4,

Eugenia Phelps: d10: per+awareness: 2,3,6,8,

Jarod Freeman: d10: Per+Aware: 7,3,9,10,5,

Keiko Moroboshi: *She attempts to see if she can spot anyone she knows...but being short, the other people around block her view too much, so she just heads to the bar*

Jarod Freeman: ((1 success...something Supernatural is in here. 2 succ: something in the vicinity of wherever Phillip is. 3 succ: Well, no one got three. So Nyah. :) ))

Keiko Moroboshi: ((Something supernatural? Here? *GASP!* That's so surprising! *G*))

Jarod Freeman: ((And ACTIVE. *Prime Bolts Keiko*...oh, wait, sorry, wrong Hat. *Consumes Keiko*)))

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a soft laugh "Mmm.. Feels like SOMEone's here, love. I'm going to poke about." She gives the man a peck on the lips before moving off.

Phillip Lark: ((Supernatural? nevermind that would be too easy.*L*)) Once inside he keeps away from those he already knows.

Eugenia Phelps: She opens her purse to peer at the time piece in there. She can linger for a few minutes. Eventually, she'll have to face Jarod..and Brigitte. She's..trying to see how long she can avoid doing that.

Keiko Moroboshi: *She sits down at the bar and, quite literally, orders a drink at random*

Jarod Freeman: He looks over at the door, frowning a little bit. "Yeah, someone is here." He lets Brigette move off, before looking back to where Nia was.

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte moves down the bar, eyeing the patrons and taking up flirtatious small talk. Her eyes fal to Keiko and she comes up behing the woman with a soft smile "Mmm.. you look FABulous, love. Glad you could make it out."

Phillip Lark: d10: Per+Alert: 6,8,9,3,4,9,

Eugenia Phelps: She's slowly inching toward the bar now. In actuality, it's more meandering than anything else. She's making sure that she avoids talking to people she knows. It happens that way.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Hello Brigitte. You are looking well this evening. How is the opening going?"

Phillip Lark: He spots Keiko, Jarod, and the woman with Jarod before she moves off. Those are ones to steer clear of. He Wanders through mingling with other customers, as best as he can.

Brigitte [opening night]: "Going well. Williams up front being big and scary. Jarod and I are in here being sociable and cute. It's going to be a fun night." Brigitte leans daintily against the bar and informs the tender that Keiko's drinks are on her.

Jarod Freeman: He waits patiently, at the bar for Nia to approach. Watching her calmly.

Phillip Lark: He accidently brushes into Eugenia. Mumbles an appologetic. "Sorry, gettin crowded here."

Eugenia Phelps: She makes it to the bar at long last, but she's not near Jarod at the moment. Leaning, she orders some floofy cocktail. The alcohol will take some of the edge off.

Keiko Moroboshi: "I certainly hope so. And you don't have to do that..." *upon Brigitte deciding to buy Keiko's drinks*

Eugenia Phelps: She gives the forgettable man a friendly smile. "It's all right."

Brigitte [opening night]: She smiles softly to Keiko "Ohh.. don't be a pain. Your money's no good here. It's lovely to see you. Have you been well?"

Phillip Lark: A nod of her head and a shy-ish smile to her as he moves away from the bar, back into the crowd.

Keiko Moroboshi: "I've been...fairly well..." *Keiko grins almost slyly...and being Keiko, she can't cover it up however she tries*

Jarod Freeman: He sighs as Nia avoids him and goes for another part of the bar. A shake of his head, and he moves off from the bar, into the crowd.

Eugenia Phelps: Cocktail in hand, she looks down the bar for Jarod and frowns when she sees he's gone off into the crowd. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, she decides to at least try to catch up with him.

Brigitte [opening night]: "Tom coming?" She asks in her sweetest voice. Possibly teasing the woman again.

Keiko Moroboshi: "I think he was intending to, but I haven't spoken to him in a few days."

Phillip Lark: He did the bump into someone else rountine and starts small talk with the person. "I guess it is an interesting place for a club to be located, looks like it's going to be a good opening night tho." stuff like that with the people.

Brigitte [opening night]: She nods with an elaborate preen, batting her lashes at a man on the other side of Keiko. "Already gave him the grand tour the other day. He seemed to like it well enough. I had to promise him that there weren't any trick walls or trapdoors laid by our neighborhood friendly artisan."

Keiko Moroboshi: "I guess I can understand...wouldn't have occurred to me though."

Jarod Freeman: He looks over his shoulder at Nia as she comes up to him, turning to give her a little smile. "Hey."

Eugenia Phelps: "Hi." Her smile is bright as always, adoration clear in her brilliant blue eyes. "You guys have done really well. The place looks great." Her smile widens a little bit. She doesn't know if she's allowed to hug him.

Jarod Freeman: "Thank you." Hugging looks to be okay from his side, as he steps forward to slip his arms around her. "I'm glad you came."

Phillip Lark: He continues to stand there as the people he was talking to sort of ignore him. But that is okay, he keeps his eye peeled.

Brigitte [opening night]: She giggles girlishly "Me either. Not that I'd ever condone such a thing." She leans weakly against the bar next to Keiko, flicking pretty green eyes toward the other patrons. Scanning the place.

Eugenia Phelps: She leans into the embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "I wouldn't have missed this for the world." Murmuring into his ear.

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra moves through the door in a long black dress her long blonde hair done up nicely as she enters with Jean her arm wrapped in his*

Keiko Moroboshi: "Of course not." *she nods, and sips her drink* "So who else is coming? Anyone I know?"

Phillip Lark: ((BRB, have to go pay rent and stuffs))

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a tiny shrug. "Not sure who all you DO know, love. I told everyone that I'm aware of. I know Jarod's here. Of course. Eugenia will PRObably show up." She gives a tiny smirk, obviously not caring for the woman.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Eugenia?" *she raises an eyebrow*

Jean Luc Lemore: He’s one of those men with a perpetual 5 o’clock shadow. He’s got the sexy grunge look down pat, but not as an affectation, he’s just a natural for it. His sun-bleached auburn hair has faded to streaks of red amongst the sable brown. Sunken eyes suggest he rarely gets enough sleep, and there’s a gauntness to his chiseled features. He has a trim build and stands a full 6’2 when he’s not slouching. Likely he would clean up pretty if you could get him into some decent clothes. (Fame 2)

Jarod Freeman: He squeezes back around her, sighing a bit, before pulling back. "Good. Look...what happened between you two...it's between you, okay? It's not changing you and me, or me and her. Is that cool?"

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a tiny nod, scanning the crowd for Nia. "Yes" She mutters lowly to the woman "The new Ishhara in town. The woman is.." She squints, trying to think of an appropriate put down. She can't. "I don't trust her."

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra looks around the place and smiles as she sees Brigitte leading jean over in that direction*

Eugenia Phelps: She looks up at him, her smile only a tad less brilliant now. "That's good. I didn't want to create problems between you two. She really does care for you a great deal and I hope it all works out for you both." She leans up to give him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to..get a different drink. I'll talk to you later." And then, she's pulling away, not wanting to talk about this any more right now.

Jarod Freeman: He nods a little bit and watches her leave, sighing slightly. It seems to be his expression of the night. He looks back to Brigette, and starts heading that way.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Ahhh. Any particular reason?"

Jean Luc Lemore: Sets a hand over Lexy's where it lays on his arm, letting her choose their path as he looks the place over.

Brigitte [opening night]: Her eyes fall to Eugenia, as she's the one she was looking for. Easy to spot in her pastels in the goth club. She smirks, watching the woman. She moves over to greet her.. like the polite woman she is. "Excuse me Keiko.." she mutters before moving away from the bar.

Keiko Moroboshi: *she nods, and sips her drink*

Eugenia Phelps: She's trying so hard not to run into Brigitte and not make it look like she's avoiding the woman.

Brigitte [opening night]: She'll go out of her way to worm her way to the girl. Brigitte slips up in front of eugenia with a sweet smile to the girl. Her best innocent look. "Mmm.. Eugenia you look.." She looks the woman over with bright eyes "Cute."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She continues towards the bar and sits down as she sees Brigitte move away and smiles when she sees Keiko* "Hello Keiko" *she says with a smile*

Jarod Freeman: "Son of a..." He frowns, and moves to intercept Brigette. This is SO not what he needs. Not when he's worried about things like alcohol stock, the electrical short in the bathroom, whether some idiot was going to take Apocalyptic Form in the club tonight...

Keiko Moroboshi: "Hello." *her voice is even, she's trying very hard not to be hostile...but she's sure not being actively friendly*

Eugenia Phelps: "Thank you. You look great, as usual." She's all smiles despite her nervousness. "I just spoke to Jarod and congratulated him..and you..on a job well done here. I also wished him well in his future with you." No trace of bitterness whatsoever, strangely enough. "I'm going to get another drink. Congratulations on a great opening and have a wonderful evening."

Jean Luc Lemore: Settles down beside Lexy, nodding to Keiko when his date greets her.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She gives a smile to Keiko as she leans against Jean a bit* "So how have you been"

Brigitte [opening night]: She offers another smile to the girl. All sweetness. "Here.. let me get your drink for you, love." She trails along next to the woman. "I'm glad you like the place. You know you're always welcome here."

Keiko Moroboshi: "I have been well, and you?"

Jarod Freeman: Seeing that they're getting along for now, he stops up short and turns to head back to the bar.

Eugenia Phelps: "Of course." She's being polite as well, but it's quite clear that she's feeling nervous about being near her, and is trying to maintain some personal space.

Jean Luc Lemore: "Well, how about drinks? I'm Jean." He offers Keiko his hand.

Alexandra Xanatos: "I have been doing allright, have you met Jean?" *she says very elgantly to the woman*

Brigitte [opening night]: Personal space? Never heard of it.. Brigitte wanders close to Eugenia, possibly to snake through the crowd and still keep up with her. She lays a hand to the small of the woman's back. "Are you alright, love? You look terribly tense.. I think SOMEone needs a martini or seven."

Jarod Freeman: He comes up to the bar, smiling as he sees Keiko. "Hey, Keiko. Good to see you could make it."

Phillip Lark: He takes a spot that would be good for watching yet keeping integratged into the crowd.

Alexandra Xanatos: ((DLP)) *She smiles* "ive been doing allright, and ill have Oozo if they have it" *she says with a smile to Jean*

Jarod Freeman: ((New Entrants (Alexandra & Jean-Luc) can roll Per+Aware vs. 9, btw))

Keiko Moroboshi: "I have not." *she will shake Jean's hand*

Alexandra Xanatos: d10: per+aware: 3,2,9,6,6,7,

Keiko Moroboshi: "Hello Jarod." *she nods to the man, and it's quite obvious, though she IS trying to hide it, that she is not pleased with the company she finds herself in...Jarod will likely pick up that this isn't due to his appearance*

Jean Luc Lemore -> Jarod Freeman: ((Don't have awareness, I don't believe demons need it to detect magic, that being an innate ability.))

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks about the place as she waits for her drinks and nods to Jarod* "Good evening" *she says with a smile to the man*

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte leads Eugenia to the bar and tells the tender to add her drinks to her tab. She smiles down the bar back to where she'd left Keiko with an excited smile. "Alexandra.. you devil you.. You look hot!" She giggles and slips that way.

Jarod Freeman -> Alexandra Xanatos: Something supernatural is active in the vicinity of the club.

Jarod Freeman -> Jean Luc Lemore: ((Yes, they do.))

Jean Luc Lemore: "Pleasure ma'am." Shaking her hand, then offering it to Jarod.

Eugenia Phelps: Once she gets a drink, she downs it, before deciding that it's time to go home.

Jarod Freeman: He looks over at Alexandra, having never met her, and nods politely. "Hello." He looks to Jean-Luc next and smiles, shaking his hand. "Hi."

Jean Luc Lemore -> Jarod Freeman: (Well, I didn't take it, because the demon book said it was an innate ability. So, no roll from me.)

Jean Luc Lemore: "Jean," he repeats in case Jarod missed it. "I didn't catch your name?"

Brigitte [opening night]: "Oo la la.. and look who you brought.. Lovely." She winks at Jean and slips an arm around jarod's waist.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Jarod, this is Alexandra. Alexandra, Jarod."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She grins at Brigitte* "You look fabulous yourself dear" *she says with a smile to her*

Phillip Lark: He nods his head like he is paying attention to the group of people around him. Watching the goings on at the bar area. He hasn't gone close to the bar, yet somehow he managed to get a drink, which he holds in one hand.

Jean Luc Lemore: "Hello Emma."

Baby Death: She slips in the door, giving a brief look around with a mischevious grin on her face. A look up to the giant William bouncing at the front door, before she makes her way inside.

What’s this...a Neil Gaiman character come to life? Might as well be...if they were casting the part of Death in a Sandman movie, she would certainly be it. She stands at about 5’9”, maybe 110-115 pounds. Black hair and white-face certainly give the slightly tacky illusion of a corpse...the hallmark of the gothic lifestyle, of course. She’s really got the look down, right to the curly-Q drawn in eyeliner coming from the outside corner of the right eye. She’s dressed in a black tank-top, matching jeans, hip-huggers, and Doc Martins. A black girl’s formal jacket and a parasol completes the look, along with black lipstick. Her eyes, a soft brown, carry a keen intelligence and a biting wit, as well as a deep, deep sadness at something unsaid. Goth girls of the world, unite! Here is your Queen!

Brigitte [opening night]: She flitters a girlish wave to Jean and moves in to kiss Alexandra's cheek. "I'm glad you guys could make it out."

Jarod Freeman: "Hello, Alexandra," he says with a nod to her. "Nice to meet you." He looks to Jean-Luc and smiles. "Jarod Freeman. A pleasure."

Eugenia Phelps: She waves to Jarod and then she's gone.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She nods to Jarod and offers her hand to him before kissing Brigittes cheeck* "Wouldnt miss it for the world"

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte blows Eugenia a kiss and flashes her a glittery wink, leaning into Jarod when she looks over.

Jean Luc Lemore: Orders a couple oozo's and hands one off to Lex.

Keiko Moroboshi: *she falls silent, surrounded by demons.*

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra takes the drink and sips it as she watches those gathered around her*

Jarod Freeman: He sighs as Nia leaves. A shake of his head, and he heads off, moving upstairs. He's lost his mood for the party.

Phillip Lark: A raise of an eyebrow as Baby shows up. Another nod to the crowd he is with, a chuckle as he hears something funny being said. He raises the glass, and then takes a sip of his drink.

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a tiny frown and scurries behind Jarod, grabbing his shoulder with a weak hand. "Love? Did you want me to bring the party up there with you? We could show the others around.. Are.. you alright?"

Jean Luc Lemore: Runs a hand through his hair, mussing it. "Fun crowd," he observes.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smiles at Jean a bit* "Isnt it delightful" *she says with a grin*

Keiko Moroboshi: *she takes a sip of her drink, remaining silent. Brigitte and Jarod have left, and she appears to not have anything to say to Jean Luc or Alexandra*

Jean Luc Lemore: Sips the oozo, then nearly chokes as he discovers it's liquid licorice.

Brigitte [opening night]: She frowns watching Jarod move off. Best to let him stew. She turns and moves back for the bar, reaching for Keiko with a bright smile. "Dance with me, love!"

Alexandra Xanatos: *She takes another drink of the Oozo* "So how do you like it?" *she says with a smile towards Jean*

Jean Luc Lemore: Pours his into Lexy's glass and gets a whiskey sour to replace it.

Keiko Moroboshi: *and Keiko is caught completely off guard and pulled up and away from her seat by Brigitte*

Phillip Lark: He moves off from the group he is with and heads to babydeath, trying to cut her off from going to the bar.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smirks as she takes a another drink* "Not so much then I take it"

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Brigitte [opening night]: (tonight.. your typical cheesy goth mix. sisters of mercy.. that breed.)

Brigitte [opening night]: She nods. "The same one. Something about her just.. bothers me." she gives a thoughtful squint, voice low. "No ishhara can be THAT naive. It's just.." She shakes her head "She's up to something. I know it."

Keiko Moroboshi: "Who isn't though?"

Alexandra Xanatos: "Maybe when Emma stops flirting around with that woman I can let you two have a real introduction" *she says with a smile to him*

Jean Luc Lemore: Clears his throat and purses his lips over something Lex whispers, then jerks her around in rough twirl and back.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She laughs at the twirl and leans into him*

Brigitte [opening night]: "I'm up to plenty of things. Constructive.. for the most part. The difference is, my intentions are well known. I keep the others informed out of respect and trust. She.. holds herself on a pious fucking pedastal, putting on a front and assuming that people don't pick up on it. *I* picked up on it.. that's why she avoids me."

Keiko Moroboshi: "Sounds like she and Alexandra would get along swimmingly."

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a sweet smile. "And she's a self-righteous little bitch. But that's neither here nor there. I need a fucking martini."

Jean Luc Lemore: Crushes her against him briefly, staring into her eyes, then goes back to an easy two step.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Which one were you referring to there?" *she smirks a little, and will lead a bit towards the bar*

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte unwraps her arm from keiko's waist and moves to take the woman's hand with a gentle one, leading her back to the bar. Keiko's question goes unanswered. A smirk crosses pretty overly glossed lips.

Keiko Moroboshi: *hmm, nightclub, and she left what little remained of her drink unattended...it's dead to her. When they arrive at the bar, she picks something else, entirely at random*

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte slips up to the bar with a dainty wave to the man on the other side. "Martini, love. Another another for Keiko."

Brigitte [opening night]: (*giggles* must be tired. let's pretend the last half of that post never happened)

Alexandra Xanatos: *She runs her hand down his back and smiles* "I am happy you came with me, to bad the papparazzi didnt bother to take any pictures" *she says with a saucy smile*

Keiko Moroboshi: *she'll take a sip of her new drink when it arrives* "This seems to be a nice place here."

Jean Luc Lemore: "We could always drop them a line." He smirks and as the music changes, leads her off he dance floor.

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a soft smile around the room, clasping a delicate hand around her martini glass "Jarod did a FABulous job with the building. It turned out better than I ever imagined. I can't wait to show you the upstairs."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She shakes her head* "That is quite allright"

Keiko Moroboshi: "Oh?" *she arches her eyebrow a bit*

Jean Luc Lemore: Escorts her back to the bar and picks up their drinks, handing Lex her ooozo.

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a teasing nod and leans in to give the top of the woman's head a kiss. "I think you'll like it. A bit quieter up there. Just.." She glances toward the door behind the bar "We should give Jarod some time to himself. He'll come down when he's ready."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She takes the drink and smiles before takeing his hand and walking over to Brigitte and leaning in to whisper something to her*

Keiko Moroboshi: *she nods* "And here I thought you were trying to seduce me."

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a teasing smile to Keiko "When am I NOT trying to seduce you, love?" She giggles and gives a tiny nod to Lexy. "Mmm.. sounds lovely."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smiles to Keiko as she slips her hand away from Jean* "Keiko may I speak with you privately" *she says her stance becomeing a bit more formal then before*

Jarod Freeman: And the man makes his way back downstairs, having had some time to cool off. He takes a deep breath and smiles...a big one for the crowd.

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko raises an eyebrow* "I suppose." *she steps forwards a bit*

Phillip Lark: He heads back from the bathroom and siddles up to a new group of people to talk with, or rather to be ignoired by. As he goes back to watching.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smiles to Jean and Brigitte* "We will be right back"

Jean Luc Lemore: Sips his drink, watching the women over the rim of his glass. The air feels thick with estrogen.

Baby Death: Where has she been? Good question...but she makes her way back into view, looking around with a curious grin as she moves along, drink in hand.

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte quirks a brow to Alexandra "Lexy.. play nice, now.. If you hurt my woman I'll bend you over my knee." She can't help but crack a smile.

Jean Luc Lemore: Leans against the bar. "So how you been Emma?"

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte slips up next to Jean, slipping an arm around the man's waist. "Hey there. Miss me?"

Keiko Moroboshi: *She walks off a bit with Lexy* "What is it you wanted to discuss?"

Alexandra Xanatos: "Now dont encourage violence Dear" *she says with a saucy wink to Brigitte*

Brigitte [opening night]: "Busy. Trying to get everything set up for tonight. This place is a big step for us."

Jarod Freeman: He makes his way to the bar, giving Brigette an apologetic look as he approaches. "Hey. How's it going down here?"

Alexandra Xanatos: "I wanted to maybe try to clear the air between us keiko" *she says with a smile to her* "I know we got off on the wrong foot and I do apologize for that"

Jean Luc Lemore: Slides his arm around her, pulling her snugly against him. "Us?"

Baby Death: d10: Per+Alert: 3,9,1,8,5,4,

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a loving smile to Jarod when he comes back over, scurrying over to the man "Going great. The floor is packed. People are enjoying themselves. Lexy and Keiko haven't scratched out each others eyeballs. It's gonna be a good night."

Baby Death: She quirks an eyebrow as she looks around...ooh. There he is. She grins and makes her way over toward Phillip with a smirk.

Phillip Lark: He attempts to catch Baby Death's eye and nod to her. He isn't going to wander over towards her as he lost her the last time, and undue attention on himself is not what he wants or needs.

Keiko Moroboshi: *she nods slightly, but is silent...either not knowing what to say, or not having anything to say.*

Brigitte [opening night]: She nods back to Jean with a knowing smile. "Yes, love. Us. Unless of course Lexy was talking out of her ass. Then she'll simply HAVE to be punished." She giggles.

Jean Luc Lemore: Smirks as Emma abandons him for Jarrod. "They're so fickle."

Jarod Freeman: He nods and slips his arm around Brigette's waist, smiling a little bit. "Good. But...why would Lexy and Keiko claw each other's eyes out?"

Jean Luc Lemore: Brig> "She'd probably like that."

Alexandra Xanatos: "Keiko I want to maybe try and start again with you, we shouldnt let our diffrences come between us, especially when there are bigger problems to deal with" *she says with a smile to her as she offers her her hand*

Jarod Freeman: "And by Lexy, I assume you mean that Alexandra woman?"

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko slowly shakes Alexandra's hand, but she's definitely wary.*

Phillip Lark: Phillip makes room for Baby death at his side, as he turns away from the group of people, or they walked away from him, who knows. "He looking good as usual."

Brigitte [opening night]: Speaking of clawing eyes out... where did they run off to.. Brigitte gets on her tippy toes to keep an eye on them. "Bad blood. Umm.. cultural differences.. or pms or something. I'm sure they're fine." She curls against jarod with a teasing smile to Jean. "Now now.. Someone with their hands all over Judge Xanatos really shouldn't NEED my attention.. right love?"

Baby Death: She grins as she comes up to Phillip, sliding an arm around his waist and starting to walk backward, towad the dance floor. "You too. You're dancing now."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks at her* "No tricks dear, not that im above them but I dont have anything to gain through them" *she says with a nod to her*

Jean Luc Lemore: "She only brought me to boost her image."

Jarod Freeman: "Wait...Judge Xanatos..." He blinks. "The one from the papers?"

Brigitte [opening night]: She nods "Believe so. Fun, eh?"

Phillip Lark: "Yeah I am sure. Liked the other outfit much bettert." he winks at Baby as he follows her pulling out to the dance floor. "Oh?" a raise of an eyebrow. ";Dunno if I know how."

Jarod Freeman: "Is she..." He raises an eyebrow.

Keiko Moroboshi: *her voice drops* "There are few among your House that I trust. We can start over, but it does not mean that I either trust, or like you."

Brigitte [opening night]: She grins and leans in to kiss Jarod's neck, murmering in his ear.

Baby Death: She winks at Phillip and drags him along. "Yeah, I bet you liked the other one. And you're going to learn. Now." And she starts to weave and sway to the music.

Alexandra Xanatos: *she smiles* "You would be a fool to trust me, you would be a fool to trust anyone of us" *she says with a smile* "And as for liking me, thats not a requirement"

Jean Luc Lemore: Arches a brow at Jarod and Emma.

Keiko Moroboshi: "Is that all?"

Brigitte [opening night] -> Jarod Freeman: "First house, love. Naturally. She's the first one I saw after entering this host.. She tried to help me find Tansy.. thus all the scandalous things in the paper. I don't mind her.. Keiko thinks she's a self righteous cunt. She could be right."

Baby Death: d10: Oh-So-Goth Dancing: 3,4,9,1,4,5,

Baby Death: Well, no one said she was a GOOD dancer. But she doesn't seem to care.

Jarod Freeman: He raises an eyebrow, taking a deep breath, and murmurs back.

Brigitte [opening night]: (mwaha! alyssa ate all the sux on her bi-weekly deacon hunt!)

Phillip Lark: He chuckles and shakes his head, attempting to dance.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She nods* "Thank you for your time Keiko" *she says before turning to walk back over towards Jean*

Phillip Lark: d10: two left feet: 6,1,2,7,3,

Jarod Freeman -> Brigitte [opening night]: "You know...things like that would be good for the supposed head of the new Court to know, love..." Not much bitterness there...it's faint. But present.

Keiko Moroboshi: *she'll return to where Brigitte is*

Jean Luc Lemore: Takes a chug of the whiskey sour, watching as Lexy approaches.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She moves to lean up against Jean* "Did you miss me?" *she says with a smile as she looks at him*

Brigitte [opening night]: She leans back and quirks a thin brow at Jarod "Cocky, much? I was getting around to it.." She looks over to see the other returning before looking back to Jarod "For what it's worth.. I think we could all use a round table introduction." She leans back against Jarod with a smile to Jean.

Baby Death: Yeah, they're hardly magic on the dance floor. She's certianly dancing to the beat of ther own drummer, and the drummer is NOT whoever's drumming the current song. But she's having a good time anyway, as she leans in to whisper to Phillip.

Phillip Lark: "So how are things going?" he asks Baby as he dances, more of moving his feet back and forth.

Baby Death -> Phillip Lark: "Looks like the gang's not QUITE all here...might be our best chance..."

Brigitte [opening night]: d10: per+alert: 5,2,2,8,

Jean Luc Lemore: He looks into Lexy's eyes. "I died a little with every passing second that you were away."

Jarod Freeman: He frowns a little to Brigette, then looks up to Alexandra and Jean as Lexy joins the man. "Yeah, I think you're right, love," he says to Brigette.

Phillip Lark: He listens to her, and nods whispering back.

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte giggles girlishly "Sweet Lucifer, who TAUGHT baby how to dance?!"

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smirks at Jean* "Liar"

Phillip Lark -> Baby Death: "Dun worry I have some protection for the two of us if." he winks. "Things do not go well."

Jean Luc Lemore: d10: manip+sub: 8,10,3,2,6,6,7,7,

Keiko Moroboshi: *she's just quiet over there, in the group*

Jean Luc Lemore: It's hard not to believe the sexy devil.

Alexandra Xanatos: d10: per+sub: 10,7,3,5,9,8,

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smirks a bit at him and kisses his jaw*

Jean Luc Lemore: Turns around when she moves to kiss his jaw and catches her in a lip lock.

Jarod Freeman: "Baby?" He blinks and looks around. "Baby's here?"

Jean Luc Lemore: He gives her a deep, sensual and aggressive kiss, then releases her just as suddenly.

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte points to the pair of.. ehh.. are they dancing? Anyway, she points.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She smiles at him after they break the kiss and looks to the others* "So is there any place we can go thats a little more private then here?"

Baby Death -> Phillip Lark: "Lovely," she says with a grin. "Shall we go say hello?"

Brigitte [opening night]: She nods to lexy with a loving smile to Jarod "If you'd like, I can lead them up and you can snag baby. Or the other way around."

Phillip Lark: He chuckles and nods. A lopsided grin on his face, as he puts an arm around Baby's waist and then wriggles his eyebrows to her. "whenever you are ready."

Jarod Freeman: "How about you get Baby, I'll take them up." He nods, his eyes locked on Baby. Concerned...maybe even wary.

Brigitte [opening night]: Brigitte blinks, noting the wary look. Damn.. if Jarod's hesitant.. why would he send little ol me? She frowns, but nods. Trusting his judgement. "Alright, love. I'll meet you up there." She slips fluidly through the dancers making her way toward Baby.. and her catch of the evening.

Jean Luc Lemore: He looks over the crowd trying to pick out who this Baby is.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She just sits there waiting to be lead to where ever*

Baby Death: She grins and turns, leading Phillip off the dance floor. Her drink is mostly empty anyway...she needs another.

Jarod Freeman: "C'mon, guys...let's head up." He nods to Lexy, Keiko and Jean Luc, moving to head up the stairs.

Phillip Lark: He stays by Baby's side as they head off the dance floor. One arm around her waist, the other runs through his already mussed hair.

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko will be led up*

Jean Luc Lemore: Moves to follow Jarod upstairs, taking his drink with him.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She stands and slips her hand in Jean's and moves to follow Jarod*

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives one last scared look over her shoulder before tossing a confident smile to her pretty face. She strides up to where Baby and Phillip were heading.

Jarod Freeman: ((And just so we can use it (and 'cause I just put the description there)...off to Behind the Red Door! *G*))

Brigitte [opening night]: She taps Baby on the shoulder with a dainty hand. "Hey there hot stuff. Save a dance for me?"

Baby Death: She grins and looks over to Brigette with a waggled brow. "Any time, sexy. Lookin' good. Club, too. How are you?"

Phillip Lark: He turns his head to look at Brigitte, a glance to Baby. Sticking his free hand into his pant's poockewt, he keeps a smile on his face, the unassuming one.

Brigitte [opening night]: She giggles "Better. Getting better everyday." She gives a chin nudge upstairs. "We're having a VIP get together upstairs. You in?" She gives the boy she's with a once over, appraising.

Phillip Lark: Either he is only interested in people who look like Baby, or he is gay, because, besides the brief glance to Brigitte, he doesn't seem the slightest bit interested or attracted to her at all. "Souds like a ball of laughs." he says lightly. Looking from Brigitte to Baby again.

Baby Death: "I am in." She cocks her head toward Phillip. "So's he." She takes Phillip by the arm and moves to follow. As they walk, she looks at Brigette, playing with the hem of the midriff. "I love that."

Brigitte [opening night]: She giggles "Thanks, I got it at *some random designer store*. She's a doll." She flashes a sweet smile to baby. "He new?" treating the man as if he weren't there. Making he way toward the bar.

Phillip Lark: He takes Baby's hand a smirk. "I'v been here for a while."

Baby Death: "Not exactly. But then, are any of us?"

Phillip Lark: ((Here=around))

Brigitte [opening night]: She gives a tiny smile. "Fair enough. This way." she unlocks the red door and leads them upstairs.

Phillip Lark: ((And will switch rooms))

Baby Death: And follow behind she does, after a brief stop at the bar for a snakebite.

BEHIND THE RED DOOR

Ravyn: In passing through the ever locked illusive red door behind the bar, you’re met with a steep black staircase leading to the building’s second level. It winds up and around in a spiraling fashion to a spacious hallway. The first thing you see upon entering the hallway is a plaque engraved with the following in ornate letters: Upon treading into this humble sanctuary, you as well as any in your party have willingly agreed to a state of grace, reverence, and non-violence. Any act you commit while here that breaches that state will be met with the harshest of consequences. This is a place of peace and wise fellowship. Treat it as such.

There are two doors to your left and two to the right that lead to average sized bedrooms. Each of the bedrooms are moderate. Plain white walls, a simple fullsized bed setup and a wooden wardrobe and dresser. These are used if one of the infernals or their thralls needs residence, short term or long. There is another door toward the end of the hall to a communal bathroom.

The end of the hall opens up into the lofty upstairs lounge. Along the left of the room, there is yet another sleek well stocked bar, though smaller than the one downstairs and sans cute female on the other side. To the right there is a long table with eight chairs, all elegantly arranged. To the back of the room sits a massive bed and vanity area, in front of which is an array of comfy armchairs and sofas. The upper quarters look to be a a place of welcome invitation. An area for entertainment and counsel. And of course, sanctuary.

Jarod Freeman: He heads up to the lounge, moving with decently quick steps as he leads them onward. When he gets to the lounge, he gestures to the seating arrangements. "Have a seat, people."

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko enters, and looks around to see where she would like to sit*

Keiko Moroboshi: *she decides on an armchair, and sits down*

Alexandra Xanatos: *She moves to sit down on the sofa and smiles at Jarod*

Jean Luc Lemore: He checks the place out, noting small details, and points of egress.

Jarod Freeman: One obvious point of egress. The way they came. He pauses to light up a clove, Lexy's smile returned with a simple, calm nod. "So, then. Nice to meet you two that I don't know...Keiko, good to see you could make it."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She nods to Jarod and stands offering him her hand* "It is nice to meet you as well"

Jean Luc Lemore: Settles on the arm of the soft, near Lex.

Keiko Moroboshi: *she nods* "Glad to be here. It's just too bad that I'm the only one from my side of the fence that could come tonight."

Jarod Freeman: He watches Alexandra a moment, before nodding and shaking her hand.

Jean Luc Lemore: (soft=sofa)

Alexandra Xanatos: *she smiles as she sits back down close to Jean*

Jarod Freeman: "Yeah...unfortunate, but not totally unexpected." He sighs to Keiko, but smiles. "Still, one is better then none."

Jean Luc Lemore: Keiko. "Which side of the fence would that be?"

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra sits and listens interested in that as well*

Keiko Moroboshi: "I believe that we can leave that issue aside for now."

Jarod Freeman: He moves to take a lean against the wall, letting Keiko explain that.

Jean Luc Lemore: "I thought show and tell was the reason we were up here."

Jarod Freeman: "Fair enough." He nods a little bit, and looks back to the way down.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks at Keiko and nods* "Well if you want we can do actual introductions then, even though I think I kinda like being infamous" *she says with a slight laugh*

Jarod Freeman: "At least wait until everyone's up here, Alexandra."

Keiko Moroboshi: "You wouldn't ask a lady to reveal all of her secrets, would you?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte leads the pair down the hall into the upstairs lounge. When she gets to the room, she sprints over to bounce playfully on the bed. "I brought coooooooooooompany."

Alexandra Xanatos: "That is quite acceptable" *she says as she leans back* "So how many others besides Emma are we expecting"

Jean Luc Lemore: Quirks his lips. "Somehow I doubt that's your only one."

Phillip Lark: He walks in beside Baby, if not slightly behind her. Holding her hand. A smile on his face.

Baby Death: She walks along behind Brigette, with a coy little smile as she walks along, a large glass with black liquid inside it. "Hello, all. Miss me?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte gives an elaborate stretch, smiling to baby. "Oo. I did. But I'm easy." She giggles and hops up off the bed to strut over to the bar. "Can I get anyone a drink?"

Jean Luc Lemore: Baby> "Even those of us who haven't met you, now that we know what we've been missing."

Jarod Freeman: He looks at Baby Death and smiles faintly, nodding, before he looks back around.

Jean Luc Lemore: Emma> "Whiskey please?" Walking over and setting his glass on the bar.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte daintily pours Jean a fresh glass of whiskey before taking to shake herself a martini.

Keiko Moroboshi: *Keiko shakes her head slightly, and is quiet*

Phillip Lark: He chuckles and whispers something to Baby. If there is a place to sit away from everyone else, like in another arm chair, he will sit down. If Baby wishes to sit near him or on his lapo, he doesn't seem to mind at all.

Phillip Lark -> Baby Death: "Yeah like the plague."

Baby Death: "I've got mine, babe," she says to Brigette before moving to grab one of the eight chairs around the table and turn it so she can face everyone, taking an awkward-looking seat so that her legs are splayed over an armrest.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte pours the liquid into her martini glass, looking out at the gathered persons. "I say we start the introductions with our new faces." She points out Jean, Phillip, and Alexandra.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She leans against Jean a bit as she observes the new arrivals*

Baby Death: She grins and nods to Phillip.

Jarod Freeman: "Sounds good to me," he says with a nod to Brigette.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She offers Jarod a meek smile. Hoping she's not stepping on his toes. She takes a sip from her martini and moves over, gravitating toward the man with a sultry strut around the room.

Keiko Moroboshi: ((I'm sorry to do this, but it turns out, unfortunately, that I need to wake up in the morning :-()) "Actually, I prefer introductions to be in smaller groups. And I must be going anyway, unfortunately, I have work in the morning."

Jean Luc Lemore: Settles beside Lex with his drink, gesturing her to take the floor first.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft smile to Keiko "I'm glad you could come, love. You're welcome here anytime you like. The whole circle is. Send crimsonstar my love."

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra smiles at the others* "I am Lothos the Ebon Blade proud follower of the Morning Star" *she says looking to the others*

Phillip Lark: "No thanks." he says to the drink. a raise of his eyebrow to Brigitte. "Oh well, know how that goes. Take it easy." he says with a grin.

Baby Death: "Awww...." She grins to Keiko a little bit and waves. "See you later, sweetie. We've got to chat at some point...you, Tommy-Boy, and the rest."

Keiko Moroboshi: "I will do so." *she nods to Brigitte* "And when I next meet any of you that I do not know yet, I will do proper introductions." *she gets up to head for the exit*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (seeya jano! thanks for playin wif us.)

Keiko Moroboshi: *on her way out, she nods to Baby in agreement*

Jarod Freeman: ((Bye, Jano!))

Alexandra Xanatos: ((have a good night))

Phillip Lark: ((Sorry Keiko, not Brigitte. I do not know what I was looking at. My appologies))

Jean Luc Lemore: ((Nighty night. And fair warning, I'm gonna have to scoot here pretty soon too.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (awww.. you know you can't take your eyes off my glittermuse. she's THAT good. *snickers*)

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte nods to Alexandra and looks to Jean for his intro.

Jarod Freeman: He looks at Lexy, nodding a little bit, storing the name to his memory.

Jean Luc Lemore: Looks at the others. Crap. "Vellagamor," he says quietly, voice gruff.

Baby Death: She winks at Lexy, a look that's almost knowing, before moving her gaze onward.

Phillip Lark: He listens to the name a tilt of his head, looking to Baby death, then back. He leans back in his chair and crosses one leg of his other.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: int+leg: 6,2,3,9,4,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte takes a sip from her martini and wraps around jarod's seat, draping frail arms over his shoulders.

Phillip Lark: He looks to Jean, a raise of an eyebrow. "Not a conversationalist I take it."

Baby Death: "Vellagamor..." She frowns, swirling her glass a little bit, and then shakes her head. "No clue. Sorry."

Jean Luc Lemore: "Namaru..." He looks at Phillip. "The past is a little hazy."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (holding to see if brig remembers the name)

Jarod Freeman: He looks up to Brigette, smiling to her a little bit, and then looks back around. Listening and learning.

Jarod Freeman -> Brigitte Clara Deleon: ((Nope.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny frown to Jean. A surprisingly stern look before she rotates her gaze to Alexandra. After all, she brought him here.

Phillip Lark: He listens to Jean and with the healthy Cinacism(merit) he tries to see if the guy is lieing or not.

Jarod Freeman: He keeps his gaze on Jean Luc, expression even.

Phillip Lark: d10: Per+Sub: 3,6,2,6,5,6,4,

Jean Luc Lemore: Arches a brow at Emma. "What?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She ignores Jean and looks around the room to the others, to see if anyone remembers the name.

Jean Luc Lemore: d10: manip+sub (dif): 2,9,8,9,9,1,5,4,

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks over at him and then at the rest of them* "He is one of us" *she says firmly*

Jean Luc Lemore: (dif 4, btw, so 5 sux to sound convincing)

Jarod Freeman: ((Yeah...FYI, folks, numbers and apostrophes don't work in the die roller. *S*))

Phillip Lark: A shrug of his shoulder at Jean. A glance to Baby though.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smirk to Alexandra. "I don't doubt that he is, love. I'd just like to know who I'm speaking to. And as hazy as our memories might be.. How likely is it.. that no one in the room remembers Vellagamor.." She looks around the room "Unless I'm taking liberties.. anyone?"

Jarod Freeman: He looks at Brigette and shakes his head, then looks back to Lexy. "I don't doubt that, Lothos. But we've had people try to sneak dirty pasts by us before. It didn't work out well."

Phillip Lark: "I don't. I tend to remember a lot."

Baby Death: She just shrugs a little bit and sips her snakebite.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks at Jean and stands* "If you are holding information back I would really suggest you speak it now" *she says as she locks her eyes on him in a commanding gaze*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She giggles and tilts her head down to Jarod "I love it when she gets all commanding like that."

Jean Luc Lemore: "I have no idea, what exactly it is you think I'm keeping from you."

Jarod Freeman: He looks up and smirks a little bit to Brigette, then looks back. Expression relaxed and calm. Waiting.

Jean Luc Lemore: His eyes moving from face to face, as if hoping someone might clue him in.

Phillip Lark: This guy has to slop up sometime. He continues to study Jean.

Phillip Lark: d10: Per+Sub(WP): 4,6,9,5,3,1,7,

Alexandra Xanatos: *She locks her eyes on him* "Is that really your name?"

Phillip Lark: ((% successes with the merit that gives him -2 diff))

Jean Luc Lemore: "I'm Detective Jean Luc Lemore, New York PD. Homicide Division."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny preen behind Jarod looking back to Jean. "Love.. if you're going to be coy with us.. I suggest you leave. We're here to come together. If you don't want to do that.. you can play your little games elsewhere."

Phillip Lark: "They would like your name.....your full name perhaps, or maybe you could gace them with your true appearance.....that might appease them." he looks over to Jarod and Brigitte, and then around. "A shrug.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She stares down at him* "What is your celestial name granted to you by the creator on high?" *her eyes flareing with anger at this point*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "On high my sparkly ass.." She mutters under her breath, smile as sweet and innocent as ever.

Jarod Freeman: He rolls his eyes, both at Jean Luc's coyness and Alexandra's overdramatics.

Baby Death: "The creator on high...awww, that's so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute." She giggles a little bit. "You sound almost like you're still a fan."

Phillip Lark: "Thought that sign outside said no aggressions in here." he looks to Jarod and Brigitte.

Alexandra Xanatos: *She looks at Baby Death before returning her gaze to Jean*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She quirks a brow to Phillip "How am I being agressive? By asking him to identify himself before revealing sensitive information?"

Jarod Freeman: He looks to Phillip and frowns. "There are no aggressions. And we're not being aggressive."

Alexandra Xanatos: *She moves to sit back down*

Phillip Lark: "Nah not you.....miss thing there." he inclunes his head to Alexandra, then shrugs.

Jean Luc Lemore: "Vellagamor..." Frowning slightly. "Vellagamor'au Nigressta...the velvet shadow," he whispers.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: int+leg: 3,4,9,8,3,

Phillip Lark: d10: Legacy(Lexi): 6,2,4,8,8,

Phillip Lark: d10: Legacy (Jean): 5,4,3,7,7,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft smile to Phillip "She's just got a bad case of 'drama queen' love. She knows better than to cause any trouble." She flicks pretty eyes back to Alexandra.

Alexandra Xanatos: ((Im going to wait to do legacy rolls for people at a later date with her as to not slow the scene to a crawl and will give info later as well if thats allright))

Baby Death: ((Works for me. I'm doing the same. *S*))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (that's cool. just making sure she gets something or else she wouldn't give her name out.)

Phillip Lark: ((I am just rolling to make sure that the ST knows what my rolls were.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She looks around the room again, waiting for a sign that someone remembers the name. Still rubbing Jarod's shoulders.

Phillip Lark: Another shurg at Brigitte to her excuse for Alexandra, he looks so relaxed in his lounged position as he sits there.

Jean Luc Lemore: Tosses back some liquor. He feels like he walked into the Bronx wearing the wrong colors.

Phillip Lark -> Jarod Freeman: Jean Luc Lemore -> Phillip Lark: (He doesn't remember him)

Jean Luc Lemore: "So I'm not famous." Lowering his eyes.

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra just sits there slowly calming down as she looks to the others makeing sure that there is reconition there*

Jarod Freeman: ((Sorry for the delay, there, guys. I was clarifying something.))

Jean Luc Lemore: "Well, this has just been a barrel of laughs." Rising, he sets his glass on the bar.

Jarod Freeman: He shakes his head, his eyes losing a bit of patience. "I'm getting tired of this..."

Baby Death: "Neeeewp," she says to Brigette's look. Jean Luc has her quite intrigued, at this point.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She rubs Jarod's shoulders. "Should I call my William to have him escorted out, love?"

Phillip Lark: He looks around no recognition in his expression. "Always I can assure that."

Jean Luc Lemore: "I can find my own damned way." And he heads for the door.

Jarod Freeman: "Please." He nods to Brigette, and looks to Jean Luc. "We've spent an eternity in the same place, Jean Luc. Our names are written in the stars. I never worked with Baby, but I knew of her when she gave her name. The odds that no one here knows? Not high. At all."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte bounces to the other side of the room to speak privately to her William.

Jean Luc Lemore: "Right, whatever." And he shoves the door open and heads down the hall.

Brigitte Clara Deleon -> Jarod Freeman: (two way thrally communication, telling him what jean looks like.. and to be looking for him. just keep an eye on him until he leaves, kissy noises, and a cut off)

Phillip Lark: A chuckle and a shake of his head as Jean leaves.

Jean Luc Lemore: Down the stairs and back the way he came.

Jarod Freeman -> Brigitte Clara Deleon: He nods and mutters that he's on it, and turns to watch the bar and the stairs.

Alexandra Xanatos: *Alexandra just shakes her head* "I apologize for my reaction" *she says before standing up to leave as well* "I will see if I can learn his name" *she says before moveing to follow him*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte struts back over to stand behind Jarod, kissing the top of his head. "Mmm.. lovely. Alright.. where were we.." She looks to Phillip.

Baby Death: "Bye, Jean Luc. See you soon." She grins, legs kicking over the armrest as she watches the man walk out.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smile to lexy. "Have fun with that, love. Be careful."

Jean Luc Lemore: Shoves his way through the club and outside, where he hails a cab, and is gone by the time Lexy gets down there. ((Because I need to get to bed. *s* Thanks for the scene everyone! Good night!))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (thanks! *hugs an stuff*)

Phillip Lark: "Night." he says to Alexandra as she takes off as well. He puts a hand on Baby's head and slightly messes up her hair. "You are too cute sometimes."

Jarod Freeman -> Jean Luc Lemore: When he heads out, he'll notice the enormous man at the front door with the crushed side of his face watching him closely. William keeps his eyes on Jean Luc until he's gone.

Baby Death: She smirks to Phillip. "I try." She takes a drink of her snakebite.

Alexandra Xanatos: *When she dosent find him she decides to head home as well* ((Thanks for the scene everyone))

Jarod Freeman -> Brigitte Clara Deleon: "Ouestucati," said very quietly. William, of course. "He left straight out the front door. The woman he came with, the Judge...she left, too."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny stretch before draping her arms back over Jarod. A sweet smile flashed to Phillip. "Well.. now that we've cleared out the ameatures.. I believe its your turn."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny nod, speaking to herself. "Thank you, William. You're too good to me." (cut) "They've both left the premesis."

Phillip Lark: "Always." he says to Baby and then looks to Brigitte and Jarod. "Gee guess getting to know who I am isn't all that important." a smirk. "But you two already know who I am." eyes flicking back and forth. "You both know me as Sotiterael."

Baby Death: "Personally, I like his new wrapper better, too," she says with a wink to Brigette.

Jarod Freeman: Eyes shoot to Phillip, watching him closely. Frowning a little bit, but nodding. "Sotiterael. Been a while."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte's arms draped over Jarod's shoulders tense visably. A clear fear coming across the woman. After all.. the last time she was this close to her.. half of her face was rotting off. She blinks, but doesn't say anything.

Phillip Lark: "Yeah well, having to heal the long way." eyes shoot to Brigitte then to Jarod. "Takes time and energy." He looks relaxed, and non-threatening. One of his hands on Baby's shoulder, and a slight smile to her.

Jarod Freeman: He reaches up to put his hand on Brigette's arms. Soothing touch...reassuring. She's safe. His eyes, however, remain on Phillip and Baby.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte blinks down to Jarod. Trying to focus on NOT being bitter about Sotiterael trying to kill her. She keeps her mouth shut.

Baby Death: "We've all made mistakes, Ouestucati," she says with a slight tilt of her head. "There's more important things then that, hmmm?"

Phillip Lark: "Look" he runs a hand through his hair. and sighs. "When I attacked you." he looks to Brigitte. "I thought at the time, that you were Zear.....Those were tactic's she had used with me before.....being blind didn't help matters at all. What can I say shit happens. You look good tho."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She blinks to Baby with a hurt look about her. "Sorry.. that was the first time a Minister of the Court 'accidently' tried to decay my fucking face from my skull after I offered to help them." She frowns, looking away back toward the bar. Trying to push it out of her mind.

Jarod Freeman: "Okay..." He frowns a little bit at Phillip and Baby Death, then looks up to Brigette with a soft sort of smile. It's her comfort level he's worried about. "Love?"

Phillip Lark: He looks to Baby, and shakes his head looking down into his lap as he runs a hand through his mussed short hair, and then shrugs,looking slightly defeated.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: "In the middle of fucking downtown no less.. Morals everywhere.. In the DMZ.."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She shakes her head, moving away from Jarod back toward the bar with her empty martini glass. "I'm.. sorry. I just.. you guys talk. I'll chill."

Baby Death: "I'm just saying, Ouestu." She shrugs. "We can all give into these vendettas and be at each other's throats, or we can take down Cernnunos. The choice is yours, sweetie-pie. But you know we're going to need everyone we can get, and we all know that our little Slayer here can fight like no one's business."

Phillip Lark: "At that time.....fucking being blind sucked, hell I was even lost uptown once, thinking it was brooklyn. Shit like anyone would tell me exactally where I was at, but I didn't ask either." he doesn't look up.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tired sigh, leaning against the front of the bar. She gives a meek look to Phillip. "So.. you really think I look good in this? I was worried that my soul looked fat in this ass.." She gives a tiny stretch to look at her bum, a tiny smile creeping across her face. At least she's trying.

Jarod Freeman: He watches Brigette move away, lips pursing. Shit. A sigh, and he looks away from the woman, back to Phillip and Baby. "Okay...talk."

Baby Death: "Nah, honey. You got the sexiest soul of all." She winks to Brigette, and looks back to Jarod. Her brow furrows...expression thoughtful.

Phillip Lark: Phillip peers up and looks at Brigitte. "Have to admit it is just great to ~see~ people. You look good." the omitted part he just thinks to himself.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte takes her time, making herself another Martini. Still a bit hesitant, but willing to give it a chance.

Baby Death: She looks over to Phillip, nudging him. "You're on, babe."

Phillip Lark: He looks to Jarod. "What do you need to know? I took out Zear, a nasty slayer." he wrinkles his nose. "And in doing so, lost as well." a sigh. "I knew if I told people what happened they would come after me and kill me. It happened before." his words are pronounced there, as if Jarod knows what he is talking about. "He let me continue on here, one reason or another. I am here for Him, to prove myself to Him."

Jarod Freeman: He frowns at Phillip's words. "All right. So, then. Why come forward now?"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a confused squint to Phillip, not understanding. Looking to Jarod before giving a subtle blink. A distraction in the back of her mind. (beeline to william) "William, love Victor's downstairs and needs to be brought up here with us. Can you see that he's led in? He.." she rattles off a discription before cutting off and moving toward Jarod.

Jarod Freeman -> Brigitte Clara Deleon: "Sure thing." He nods and starts moving.

Phillip Lark: "I never asked for help before." runs a hand through his hair. "Guess some need it tho. Never admitted to being the best of the best in the Torment department.....not saying I am neither. But we are always working on that. I am not bad, I want to help with the situation of the Lord of Chains. All I have wanted to do, was help."

Jarod Freeman -> Victor Mendez: William looks to Victor and nods to him. "Heya. C'mon...boss said they're waitin' for ya upstairs."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a soft smile to Phillip, at the very least she could relate to that.

Baby Death: She looks between the three, staying quiet for now.

Victor Mendez -> Jarod Freeman: *Victor nods to the man* "Names Victor by the way" *he says as he extends his hand to the man*

Phillip Lark: He slumps in the chair, shoulders hunched, eyes downcast.

Jarod Freeman -> Victor Mendez: "William." He shakes the man's hand, his big paw practically engulfing Victor's and the eyeing him for a long moment. He turns around and starts to lead Victor to the stairs and up. ((And if you need Will's DD, let me know...I think you know it, though.))

Victor Mendez -> Jarod Freeman: ((he looks like Marv right?)) *Victor smiles at the man as he is lead to the stairs* "Thank you William"

Baby Death: "Yeah, we could all stand to work together to take our favorite little Earthbound down, I think."

Jarod Freeman -> Victor Mendez: ((Kiiiind of.

Big and scary. Those are the two best words to describe the man standing there. Standing a touch over seven feet tall, and easily weighing over 400 pounds, the man pretty much defines the saying “I wouldn’t want to meet HIM in a dark alley!” His hair, a dark brown, is just a little too long to be considered short, and is worn combed straight back, revealing his face...and that’s not a good thing. The right side of his face is distorted and misshapen, looking somewhat caved in at the cheekbone, as if from an old wound. The eye above is perpetually bloodshot, though the original green reflected in the other eye struggles to show through. He’s dressed in a Sanctuary Security T-Shirt, a huge pair of blue jeans, and size 17 boots. His gaze is surprisingly gentle for someone as intimidating as he is, and the look he gives off indicates...loneliness, perhaps? ((Fame 2: Check Who's Who for Details))))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She takes a sip from her martini and sets it to the floor, moving her arms back over Jarod's shoulders. More to comfort herself in being close to the man. "Love.. you're safe here. With us. I.. I'm sorry I gut so upset. I just.. I wasn't prepared to deal with that. I'm sorry."

Phillip Lark: He looks to baby and then up to Jarod and Brigitte. "Mel, you told me once, that some deserved a second chance, that is why I have come forward, I was in a very weakened condition before, and did not think anyone would even let me have a chance to say anything. That's all some of us want and are here for is a second chance."

Jarod Freeman: He leans back against Brigette, giving her a little more physical contact, and looks over to Phillip. "All right. It sounds good to me."

Victor Mendez: *There is a tromping sound comeing up the stairs before Victor finally appears giveing a slight wave to everyone as he leans his case up against the wall* "So hows the club buisness?"

Phillip Lark: A shrug of his shoulder. "Hey we all at one time or another say something or......do something that at the time we think is a good choice, it happens."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She turns with a soft smile to victor, rushing over to give him a weak hug. "It's fabulous. Met some new friends.. met up with some old ones. You're a bit late but always welcome. Get you a drink?"

Phillip Lark: ((Insert: choice, and turns out not to be, it))

Victor Mendez: "Milk" *he says before giveing a nod to Jarod and Baby Death before his eyes settle of Phillip* "Who are you?"

Phillip Lark: Goies back to the slumped look in the chair when Victor comes in. Looking over to Baby.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She kisses his cheek and moves over to get him a glass of milk.

Baby Death: "Heya, Nahalial. It's our favorite Slayer. And I ain't talkin' Buffy, either."

Jarod Freeman: He looks over to Victor and smiles warmly. "Was wondering when you were going to show up. Slacker." A wink.

Phillip Lark: "Hi Victor." he looks up to the man, a glance to where the guitar case is, with a dry swallow and a lick of his lips before looking back to Victor.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She points to Baby from behind the bar "Shameless!"

Baby Death: "Always, sexy thang," she says with a giggle toward Brigette.

Victor Mendez: *he smirks at Jarod* "Well I kinda got help up in traffic seeing as you know I walked" *he says with a shake of his head before his eyes settle of Phillip* "You breached the treaty"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte walks the milk over to Victor, running a gentle hand along the back of his shoulder blades.

Baby Death: She cocks her head to the side, watching Victor curiously.

Jarod Freeman: "Cute," he says to Victor with a smirk and a shake of his head. He looks between Victor and Phillip.

Phillip Lark: Head slumps a bit more. "I am aware of that." runs a hand through his hair, maybe a nervous or worried action. "Tom wanted to return something to someone it didn't belong to, and I couldn't let that happen."

Victor Mendez: *he takes the glass of milk and takes a drink* "And its also a very good thing that im not the one to decide the punishment" *he says as he looks at Phillip*

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte frowns, running her hand up Vic's back. "Love.. Have a seat. There isn't anything we can do about the past. I've alraedy had enough of a bitchfit for the two of us. Make yourself at home, we need to brainstorm."

Victor Mendez: *Victor shrugs as he moves to sit down* "So you attacked her because of Tom" *The man sits there really, really wanting to put this off on Tom, but just cant see where it fits* "Whatever, welcome back" *he says as he moves to sit down*

Phillip Lark: "Right." he says with a sigh.

Phillip Lark: "Attack her because...." he looks up "Uh no....At the time with Tom putting us all on high allert because of this other slayer who also body hopped and was attempting to attack us and take us out one by one....I thought when she was being so secrative that she was this slayer. I was wrong."

Phillip Lark: Puts his elbow on an arm rest and his chin in the palm of his hand. "Trust me being blind sucks. The difference is amazing."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Brigitte takes down a good portion of her martini and moves to sprawl out on the bed.

Baby Death: ((Okay, guys...I gotta jet here...again. My head is justg KILLING me. It's up to you guys completely, but you can keep going, assume Jarod & Baby listen quietly, or we can pause to finish this up later.))

Victor Mendez: "Okay and the cafe thing where you endagered mortals that was Tom trying to return somthing?" *he says looking at him* "But whatever as ive said, im not the one in charge"

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (i'm about to pass tha fook out)

Victor Mendez: ((its cool we can pause here))

Phillip Lark: ((And pause))

Baby Death: ((Awesome. Thanks for the scene, guys...sorry about skipping out earlier. Y'all rock.))