Keith Newcomb: "I'm dying now because I'm pining away for you." Clutching his heart for dramatic effect.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): *She giggles some more and ducks her head a bit* Awww, you're just sayin' that. *She looks over at Gabe* Hi! I'm Stevie!

Erica Delmater: mmhmm*nodding and keeping the warm smile, twirling about with a chuckle looking up to the sky* cant help it....love walking barefoot....especially in grass..*and she chuckles as she hops up onto where the grass is, slinking and squishing her toes in it*

Keith Newcomb: "This is Gabriel, he's a hero." Smirks.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): *Her eyes widen* Really? What'd he do? *She looks between the guys*

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel offrs the girl a bright smile, and starts to introduce himself, then blinks at Keith and promply blushes.

Keith Newcomb: "He saved a wee little baby from a terrible death." He grins, elbowing Gabriel. "He climbed ten stories on a rickety fire escape to do it."

Keith Newcomb: Now that the other two women are closer, he takes a gander at the one who's barefoot in the grass.

Anjou: ((apologies--storming here. need to get offline for the night. *hugs all around and skotc*)) *with a soft chuckle, she moves to Erica's side to murmur in her ear, then drifts off after touching the woman's cheek ever so softly*

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel Honestly looks embarrassed, "it's not that bi g of a deal.. I jus' did what was right..." he scuffs toes in the dirt. he doesn't get why he and Christian were the ONLY ones who rushed to help, "b'sides.. Christian did most of the talking anyway..."

Gabriel Marsh: ((take care~~ *hug* enjoy the rain, if that's your thing ^^ ))

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): *She blinks* Oh wow! That's totally awesome!

Keith Newcomb: ((Ack! *hugs*))

Erica Delmater: *she looks joyous, up until anjou whispers in her ear, looking after her with a soft sigh and chew of her lip, she nods, eyes lowered, and by the time she looks back up anjous gone, finally her eyes flick about, almost shyly, to the others there..not 'as' bubbly now*

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): *She looks between them again* Who's Christian?

Erica Delmater: d10: per/alert: 8,9,3,5,3,1,4,

Keith Newcomb: He gives Erica a thorough look-over.

Gabriel Marsh: Gbae blushes more. "It was jus' the right thng to do.. An' Christian was the guy who went up inside and talked the guy into coming inside." a smile.

Keith Newcomb: Stevie: "Christian is a bud. He DJs at Limelight."

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): Oh! Hey he's good! *She looks to see who Keith's looking at*

Gabriel Marsh: ((no worries! I"m not that concerned about it now.. just figured I'd ask if ya knew. no worries :p ))

Gabriel Marsh: ((whoops.. *picks up PM* ))

Keith Newcomb: He grins and lifts his hand, waving over Erica.

Erica Delmater: *she chews her lip more noticing keith looking at her, fingers playing a bit with the edges of the sandals...when stevie looks at her too she blinks a bit more, fidgets the glasses, clears her throat softly, and takes a deep bracing breath, walking that general direction now along the grass*

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel glances that way as well.

Stevie Marie Grayson (PM if Fae/Etc): *She waves smiling brightly at the girl as Erica starts heading their way.* Who's that?

Keith's Phone: *Ring/Jingle/Chirps/Beethoven's Fifth/I'm Too Sexy....*

Keith Newcomb: Actually, it plays Stormtroopers of Death's March of the S.O.D.. He gets out his phone, in a black leather case with the Anarchy symbol leather-burned crimson into it. "No idea," he says to Stevie, "But I'm gonna find out." He answers. "'Lo?"

Erica Delmater: *when the phone starts ringing she pauses, only part way there, looking to keith, then to the other two, giving an unsure sheepish quiet grin*

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: "Is this Keith?" Sound of music in the backjground, club music. Kind of distant, though. "This is Jarod. I think we met once, a while back, at a Karaoke bar."

Keith Newcomb: He winks at Erica and waves her over again.

Freemage OOC: ((Kittie/Stevie just lost her connection...))

Keith Newcomb: "Yeah, this is Keith. Hey, Jarod! Yeah, I remember. You're the guy with the killer pipes, man."

Keith Newcomb: ((Ok, thanks FM))

Elias: *The too skinny creeps out, but only after dark. His eyes are sunken, and he walks with a slight slouch, one hand tucked into the pocket of his black jeans. Goth kid, maybe. He brushes a strand of oily black hair, shoulder-length, behind one ear. Ungodly pale. Has he seen the sun lately?*

Freemage OOC: ((And if someone could PM Ravyn with that info, it'd be appreciated. Thanks!))

Freemage OOC: ((Er, IM.))

Keith Newcomb: ((i will))

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: He chuckles a little. "Thanks. Listen...I know it's been a while, but...are you still looking for a singer for your band?"

Erica Delmater: *at the gesture to come closer again she starts moving closer once more, the tattoo on her ankle becoming visable now but hard to see what it is because of the hem of the jeans...the tatt peeking from her waistline looks celtic in nature....soft blue eyes more of a deep true blue at closer inspection, and some small notepad type thing hangs from one pocket with a pencil right next to it*

Keith Newcomb: "Hell, yeah," he says into the phone. "We got a storage unit out in Brooklyn where we jam. When you interested in seeing if we mesh?"

Gabriel Marsh: (Hmm the new player faq says 2 weeks.... ....will you pout at/smite me if I ask snow about shifting stuff, even though I've mentioned to you? *cute eyes* ))

Gabriel Marsh: ((*beats head against a wall, and picks up another PM>*))

Gabriel Marsh: Gabe offers people approaching warm smiles. such a sweet ooking boy. ((PM for DD.. if you trust me to to drop it. c_c)

Keith's Phone: ((*Hugs Gabe-P* Not the worst PM in history dropped. Not even close...promise. *Coughs*))

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: "Whenever's good, really. I have a fair amount of free time on my hands, so I'm good for whenever fits you guys best."

Erica Delmater: *hearing the talk of music her eyes almost seem to light up, more curious now, not looking as prone to heading off, but she fidgets with the sandals in her hand again, the flat soles tapping against her knees, bare toes squishing about on the ground*

Gabriel Marsh: ((*hugs, uh.. Keith's Phone-p back.* Oh, I"d belie it.. but it's, like, the 2nd one in 15 minutes ;) ))

Elias: *His sharp eyes gaze around. A look to the man on the phone, and the warm one with him. He sneers slightly.*

Keith Newcomb: "Sweet!" ANother wink at Erica though he's still on the phone. "I don't know if I can get the guys together tonight on short notice, but I'm sure we can over the weekend."

Keith's Phone: ((Just wait until your Garou drops a PM about loving a Wyrmspawn in the middle of a room full of Garou, Gabe. Then you can compete. *S*))

Keith Newcomb: He looks over at Elias. Hazel gaze narrowing slightly with speculation.

Erica Delmater: *licking her lips, chew chew on the lower one slightly before she dares to try and speak towards gabe even since keiths on the phone, fingers fidgeting more with the sandals now, voice soft* um....hey.....*no real intelligeable accent to be heard right off*

Gabriel Marsh: ((*rotflmao* okay. You win. :D ))

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: "This weekend would be awesome. Just give me a call and let me know when, man. I'll be good to go. I also can play guitar, lead and bass, so if we find ourselves short a guitarist for whatever reason, I can do that, too. Just in case."

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel offers her a smile. "Hi." Tone soft. Someone's on the phone--no need ta be rude. ^-^ "I"m Gabriel" he offers a hand.

Elias: ((I think the one where I posted to the ST exactly what my character was doing to plot the demise of another PC at that moment, the player being unawares...))

Keith Newcomb: "Yeah, cool, what's your number? I'll program it in. We're good with instruments, but no one has your voice."

Keith Newcomb: ((I need to plot some demises. Ahem.)) He runs a hand through his cream-blond hair, eyes still narrowed. Today's t-shirt is Venom.

Erica Delmater: d10: per/alert: 4,5,7,9,10,8,4,

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: He gives Keith the number. "And cool with the instruments. Can't wait to get going. I've been a bit out of practice, but I should be back up to speed in no time."

Keith Newcomb: He grins suddenly. "We're looking forward to it, man."

Elias: *He doesn't look afraid of Keith. A challenge? Sunken eyes dully watch the man.*

Erica Delmater: *eyes flick about when keith narrows his, looking to where he does briefly, blinkblinking those deep blue eyes behind the black rimmed glasses, chewing her lip again, then looking back to gabe, clearing her throat softly and speaking quietly again* gabe...cool...Im...um...Im Erica....*awkwardish feeling for sure, she definately doesnt seem used to social stuffs...it takes her a few moments to realize a hand is extended before hers goes out to him, the hoodies sleeve almost hiding her hand up to the first knuckle of her fingers which are worn and stained with what looks like paint(at least its different colors), an obvious callous on the fingers that look like where a pencil rests*

Keith Newcomb: His lips twitch with amusement at Elias' non-reaction.

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: "Beaut. Well, hey...I've gotta go check with my bartender, make sure everything's going fine. I'll talk to you later, okay?"

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel offers her a warm smile. His own fingers have a similar callus, and the fingertips a touch rough as well, He has a few smudges of charcoal on his fingers. Boy.. hands sure do speak alot.. "A pleasure." his eyes glance towards the other, skulking about...

Keith Newcomb: He slides his phone away. Erica: "I'm Keith."

Keith Newcomb -> Keith's Phone: After he simply says, "Cool," and *then* hangs up. ((*G*))

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: ((Woot! *G*))

Elias: *He curiously watches the small group. He nods to the girl when she looks his way.*

Keith Newcomb -> Keith's Phone: ((*L* GG isn't available Friday, but Saturday will probably be good.))

Erica Delmater: *her cheeks pink when keith speaks to her, chewing the inside of her lip she blinks a bit, adjusts her glases, and nods* he...hey, keith.....Erica...*blinkblinking, she keeps glancing curiously back to elias a few times before looking to gabe again , a soft grin looking to his hand* you uh...*clearing her throat softly* you draw?

Keith Newcomb: He lets his eyes rove lazily over Erica's body. "Looking good, Erica. Feel like hanging?"

Gabriel Marsh: Gabriel blushes slightly, "id say I was born with a pencil in m'hand.. but I use charcoal, and I only started a couple years back." a smile, and his head tilts, silently asking the same.

Keith's Phone -> Keith Newcomb: ((Works for me. *Nods* Killing nick now.))