Tiernan Forbes: She walks out of the entrance of
a little 24 hours cafe type place. S knee length skirt, sturdy work type shoes
on, a blouse under a long sleved sweater, that buttons down the front, but is
unbuttoned right now. The outfit looks like something from another time, like
the 70's. Her blind hair pulled tightly back into a severe bun at the back of
her head.
Maya Grimhild: ((If anyone needs a DD,
slap me))
Tiernan Forbes: She walks a short distance from the
front door of the place, taking off her name tag and putting it in her pocket of
the sweater.
Maya Grimhild: ~She strolls, in those wee
hours after the bar is closed, and far too awake to settle in for the night~
Tiernan Forbes: ((DD)) She looks so fragile, like a
piece of spun confectioners candy, that at the slightest touch she might break.
Her pale almost translucent skin, makes her looks and seem younger than and
perhaps more fragile than she actually is. Watery pale blue eyes, make her look
as if she is close to tears, but she doesn't ever seem to cry. Auburn curls fall
almost to her waist, but she keeps her hair pulled back in a tight bun, or
braided down her back, never down or lose at all. She is not tall by any means
in stature, at the same time she is also not to hard upon the eyes either.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He limps
his way along the street, leaning heavily on his cane. The man hasn't been out
in some time...he watches the area around him with a faint look of irritation as
he heads generally in the direction of the cafe.
Kelton Michaels is an approaching his middle age in years, and he certainly
looks it. A touch frail at 5'9" and barely 135 pounds, the look of weakness is
amplified by the cane that he has to rely on to walk. His hair is a touch
ragged, falling to his shoulders and having a steel tint to it, which goes well
with his pale blue eyes, which look out under wire- rimmed glasses. He has a
tendency to dress in a business casual style...dress shirts and slacks, with
loafers to complete the ensemble, and he prefers blacks, subtle greens, and
grays in his coloring. All in all, he looks very much the eccentric academic
that he is.
Casey Iver: *Another day, another shift.
They seem to be getting longer lately for poor Casey as he wanders down the
street trying to work off what appears to be building stress. His look is still
friendly and his demenour relaxed...but you can see the stress regardless. Hes
again dressed in a brown leather coat, white shirt, brown pants and suspenders.
His hair as messy as ever.
Tiernan Forbes: ((*Slaps self* I need to get my own
damn c's straight))
Casey Iver:
d10: nightmares: 8,3,8,5,6,9,
Maya Grimhild: ((~Giggles~))
Tiernan Forbes:
d10: Ignore this: 1,4,10,5,
Tiernan Forbes: She absently tugs the sweater closer
around her neck and shoulders, then distroys her work by tugging down her sleves
of the sweater in the next instant. She darts a look around.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He
glances around the street as he walks, noting Carey first, then Tiernan, then
Maya. Each of them is watched for a moment, eyes narrowing speculatively, then
dismissed, for the moment at least. He sighs and takes a lean back against the
wall, using it for support as he relaxes some.
Maya Grimhild: ~She pauses in the stroll,
and blinks, looking around for a long moment~ Well shit... how....? ~A bit of a
frown, and a look back over her shoulder~
Maya Grimhild:
d10: ignore this: 4,5,
Tiernan Forbes: Eyes wide, as she looks around, she
seems to huddle just a touch more into herself. If her eyes got any wider they
might easily be riviled by a Japanese amine artist, or taken and drawn as a
likeness."
Casey Iver: *Watching the other pedestrians
as he heads for the cafe. Any who meet his glance get a friendly nod and if they
are close enough a friendly hello to boot. He aims for the cafe, coffee seemed
like his goal*
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He glances
over to Casey as he walks by. "Excuse me, sir...I was perhaps wondering if you
could tell me...what street is this?"
Tiernan Forbes: Although she does not have her apron
on, or her name tag, she sort of spots Casey coming, and in her egarness almost
trips over her feet to get the door to the cafe opened up a small smile to him.
"As for fresh french fries if you are going to have any with your meal, the last
batch is a few hours old."
Casey Iver: *Stopping just short of Tiernan
and his goal of coffee Casey turns to Kelton and smiles* "Sure thin fella
((Rambles off address.)) Not used to the neighbourhood?"
Maya Grimhild: ~She brings her eyes back
around, looking to the other passersby, then spies the cafe not far ahead and
starts that way. Her hands slipping down into her pockets~
Tiernan Forbes: She looks over to Kelton, looking a
bit shy maybe, she opened her mouth to answer Kelton, but closed it when Casey
answers. She tugs the sleve of her sweater back up around her neck some more.
Still holding the door open to the cafe.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He nods
slightly. "I see. Thank you...I actually...well, yes and no. I live in the area,
but...I'm afraid I do not get out much."
Maya Grimhild: ~She gives a bit of a smile
to the three by the door to the cafe, then ducks in with a nod to TIernan at
holding the door~ Thanks.... Excuse me guys.
Maya Grimhild:
d10: ignore this: 7,4,8,5,10,
Tiernan Forbes: She nods to Maya, although frowns
slightly, having opened her mouth to say something then shut it once more.
Casey Iver: *He smiles and nods to Maya as
she passes and watches as she enters the cafe. He then looks to Tiernan with a
look that says just one more moment.* "Ahhh tha's fair enough. Have ta keep busy
righ?"
Maya Grimhild: ~She pauses, her head
tilting back to Tiernan~ Hmm?
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He pushes
up from the wall, considering the cafe for a moment before nodding to himself.
He sighs a bit and moves to enter it.
Maya Grimhild: Oh.. sorry. ~She moves
aside as Kelton tries to enter, her being in the entryway probably not helping
that progress any~
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He gives
Casey a faint smile, unsure. "Yes, I imagine so. Thank you..."
Tiernan Forbes: She blinks a second when Maya looks
back to her. Keeping her voice low as she darts a look inside. "French fries are
a mite old, ask for fresh if you have them with your meal." She ducks her head
some. But then brings it back up tugging on her sweater to bring it close around
herself, and around her neck. While keeping the door open at the same time.
Casey Iver: *Seeing the growning congestion
in the door of the Cafe Casey cant help but chuckle.* "Now now, one at a time an
we can all ge inside." *He takes a few steps towards the door and nods and
smiles to Tiernan.* "Thank ya for holdin the door lass, an ill be sure ta aslk."
Maya Grimhild: ~She smiles, and gives
Tiernan a nod~ Thanks, I appreciate the tip. ~Though being in that close
proximity, the lot of them can probably smell the alcohol all over her, even if
she doesn't -look- like any of it's actually been consumed~
Tiernan Forbes: She does take a unconsious step
back, and then promptly bumps into Casey. "Sorry. You are all welcome...." she
darts another look inside the place, but then back to the new customers.
Maya Grimhild: ~She steps further into the
cafe, then turns and gets herself a seat to clear the crowding at the door~
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Oh...my
apologies. I did not mean to crowd." He takes a step back, leaning heavily on
his cane as he allows the others to enter, and then slips inside after.
Maya Grimhild: ((~drops a pin N
giggles~))
Tiernan Forbes: Once everyone is inside, heading for
tables and the like she makes her rushed way iunside. The yell from the kitchen
to have her stop holding the blasted door open and to get back to work, comes
from a mans voice. She shoves her hand into her sweater and with a downward
glance she pulls out her name tag, blood welling on her finger as she forgot to
close the clasp. "I am comming" and in her haste she runs into the counter,
bouncing off, of it slightly and heading back into the back.
Casey Iver: *Casey chuckles as Tiernan bumps
into him and holds his hands out to steady her incase. Onces shes stable again
he smiles and walks into the cafe and heads for the counter looking around.*
"Nice little place.." *He says to no one inparticular.*
Mimi Haggart: (still
open an stuff?)
Tiernan Forbes: ((Yeppers, they have all moved
inside the cafe though *L*))
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He moves
along to the first seat he can find, and slowly, with a pained look, settles
down into it. He winces some and rubs at the top of his leg, lreaxing back into
the booth.
Mimi Haggart: (dats
cool) The girl steps in from the light rain, for once bookless. She looks dolled
up a bit more than usual. No makeup.. of course.. but not her usual layer upon
layer of black and purple. She wears a loose fitting black tank top with red
lace trim, red and black plaid bondage pants. A huge black purse at her side. As
always, her hair frizzes in every direction, having a mind of its own. She
shakes her head a bit, slinging water from her frizz before looking for a free
table.
Maya Grimhild: ~She settles into a booth,
watching the people flow in, and watches Tiernan in her unfortunate greetings
with the counter~
Tiernan Forbes: She come back out of the kitchen,
afixing her name tag in place, a band-aid on her index finger, and an apron
around her waist. She makes her way to Maya. "What can I get for you?" grabing a
pen and pad from her pocket.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He looks up
as the door opens, looking Mimi over speculatively for a rather long moment. He
finally shakes his head and leans back, eyes shutting briefly.
Maya Grimhild:
d10: ignore this (WP): 5,1,
Casey Iver: *Casey turns around at the door
opening and looks somewhat surprised to see Mimi step through the door. He
smiles and waves to her as he moves towards a booth it there are any.* "Evenin
lass, how goes the studyin?"
Mimi Haggart: She
catches Kelton's eye before continuing her scan. Spotting Casey with a tiny nod
to the man. She wanders in his direction.
Mimi Haggart: She
shrugs and plops down at his table. "Taking a breather tonight. Had to get out
for a bit. I can only handle so much babysitting."
Maya Grimhild: ~She turns her eyes to Mimi
when she enters, then looks back to the table, and picks up a menu~
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: His brow
quirks when Mimi catches his eye, leaning forward a little more to watch the
woman speculatively.
Maya Grimhild: ~Then a few quick blinks
and a smile to Tiernan~ Oh um... ~A quick scan of the menu, and a nod~ How about
the eggs, bacon, and french toast plate? Sunnyside, crispy bacon, and some
coffee.
Casey Iver: *Casey smile faulters a bit at
the mention of babysitting.* "I assume ya refer ta the situation with Beth? An
aye...i could imagine its been a handful."
Tiernan Forbes: She nods writing the order down.
"I'll bring your coffee in a minute." She doesn't quite raise her eyes to make
eye contact, as she scuttles off fliping a page and heading for Kelton. "What
can I get for you sir?"
Mimi Haggart: She
nods. "Yeah. I mean.. she's a good kid, really. But.. for christ's sake.. I'm
TIRED of hearing what a bitch I am. So I hit up a party instead. Someone else
can handle a shift. Or two."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Hmm?" He
looks up to Tiernan, blinking, and adjusts the glasses perched on his nose. "Oh.
Ahh...coffee, I think, and a cream cheese bagel. Thank you."
Maya Grimhild: ~She nods, then just falls
quiet and tucks the menu back where she found it with a bit of a yawn~
Casey Iver: *Casey looks down at the table
for a moment.* "Aye, i know wha ya mean...our time ou didna really go as
planned."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods, stretching. Seeming fairly detatched about the situation, really. "At
least when I take her out.. I usually have Hugo to haul her back for me. I
couldn't imagine trying to get her to come back without him there." She looks
around the cafe. "Service blows in this place.." She mentions. Not annoyingly
loud.. just mentioning. Everyone's a critic.
Tiernan Forbes: She nods her head to him. "Alright,
I will be right back." She turns and heads back to behind the counter, tearing
off the different orders, and standing on tip toe she passes back the orders.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He looks
after Tiernan a moment, and then leans back in his seat. He looks down to the
newspaper on his table and pulls up the front page, starting to slip through
with a frown. Reading through the stories rather quickly.
Casey Iver: *Casey looks at the menu
absently.* "A wouldna know...its ma first time. An yes it was a challenge..bu
wha can ya do..i was hopin i coul help bu i don think i can." *He grimaces at
his own words.* "So how was tha party?"
Tiernan Forbes: She does grab two coffee cups and
heads back to Maya and pours her cup of coffee. She winces, as if physically
struck. But takes one coffee cup and places it on Maya's table and pours her
coffee. "There you go. Your order won't take too long." A brief smile to Maya
before she heads over and repetes the same action with Kelton, almost stumbling
in her rush to sppease people. "There you do Sir. I will be back with your food
momentarily."
Mimi Haggart: She
shrugs. "I'm not much of a partier. It was.. a party, I guess. Strangers rubbing
against each other to crappy techno beat. Free PGA punch, though. Can't argue
with that. Cherry.. I think it was."
Maya Grimhild: ~She nods, giving Tiernan a
polite smile~ Take your time sweetie, don't hurt yourself.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Mmm," he
says distractedly, looking over the paper. "Yes, very good. Thank you."
Tiernan Forbes: She tugs her sweater up around her
shoulders again. as she heads pad out of her apron once more and pen in hand,
after putting the coffee pot down on another table. "What can I get for you?"
she says to Mimi and Casey.
Mimi Haggart: She
blinks up to Tiernan with a tiny smile. "Oh. Umm.. what kind of tea do you
have?"
Tiernan Forbes: She swallows and takes a deep
breath. "We have Iced tea, regular and raspberry, we have regular hot tea and
several different flafored ones, lemon, earl grey, raspberry, orange, mint and
blackberry."
Casey Iver: *Casey looks to the menu for one
more moment.* "Scrambled eggs and some sausage please if thas no to much ta ask
lass. Oh an some coffee please." *He smiles warmly to Tiernan before looking
back to Mimi.* "No ma style i'm afraid."
Maya Grimhild: ~She tilts her head over at
the newspaper in Kelton's hand, then smiles~ Um... Excuse me, are you going to
read the comics?
Mimi Haggart: She
wrinkles her nose a bit. "Regular hot tea will work. Nothing to eat, thanks."
She leans back in her seat, looking casey over. "Yeah.. not mine either..
really. Used to be.. if you catch my drift."
Tiernan Forbes: She nods her head to Casey, writing
down the order quickly. "No trouble at all Sir."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "No," he
says, setting down the paper with a frown and taking off his glasses. He shuts
his eyes and rubs at the bridge of his nose. "By all means, go ahead."
Tiernan Forbes: "Yes of course." she writes down
Mimi's order then turns and heads back off, forgetting in her haste to grab the
coffee pot and almost runing into an empty table she returns to grab it and head
back behind the counter.
Maya Grimhild: Thank you. ~She smiles and
slips out of the seat, leaning over to his table and flipping quickly to the
comics. She takes the care to slid the page out carefully so not to disturb the
order of the rest of the paper~ Need some tylenol?
Mimi Haggart: Mimi
gives a quiet laugh, leaning back. "Poor thing. Must be a busy night."
Casey Iver: *Casey nods in understanding.*
"Well sometimes other things become more of a concern then partyin. Ya certainly
seem busy with all those books"
Casey Iver: *Looking to Tiernan as Mimi
comments* "She seems enthusiastic, tha's for sure. No harm in it."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods. "Getting some good leads. It's easier than footwork.. assuming you can
find the right books."
Tiernan Forbes: She adds The orders to the rest,
then returns to Kelton's table and slides the plate with the bagle onto the
table. "There you go sir." She adds the bill to the table, after finding it in
her pocket, adds a smile to Kelton, before she will head back off.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "No, thank
you." He shakes his head tiredly. "I avoid painkillers as a general rule...they
are little more then a crutch. I appreciate the offer, though."
Maya Grimhild: ~She nods, slipping back
into her seat before winding up under the bustling Tiernan's feet~ No problem. I
keep them handy for the drunks. ~Chuckles~
Mimi Haggart: She
nods to Casey. "Enthusiasm is fascinating."
Casey Iver: "Well tha's good. Im no really
sure wha it is exactly your doin but im glad ta hear things are goin well. I
tend ta stay fairly neutral ta mos thins myself"
Casey Iver: *He gives her a quizzical look
at her comment*
Tiernan Forbes: On her return trip from behind the
counter, she brings out two cups, a plate with a container of steming hot water
and the regular tea bag, still in the individual serving package on it. And the
coffee pot once more full. She seems to be good at jugglign all of these things,
but is definatly walking slowly to get to Casey and Mimi's table. She sets the
things down, and then pours the coffee into one cup. "Here you go now." she says
with a slight smile to them. "Your order will just take a few minutes sir."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods with a coy smile to the man. "Staying neutral? I guess I can respect that.
Though a man without loyalties.. conviction.. that's hardly a man at all,
really."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods to Tiernan. "Thanks. Lemon?"
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Fair
enough." He smiles slightly to Maya. "Do you find yourself encountering
drunkards often?"
Maya Grimhild: Usually. ~She lays the
comics down on the table and gives Kelton a polite smile~ I'm a bar manager.
Casey Iver: *Casey looks to Tiernan and nods
in thanks picking up the cup of coffee and smelling it.* "Ah have ma loyalties
an they are fierce an strong. An i choose ta remain neutral because i think its
tha place i can do the most ta help tha situation."
Tiernan Forbes: "I will get some for you." she says
with a nod to Mimi. Yes enthuasic about her work, or something. She almost trips
over her feet going to get the item for Mimi, putting her bare hand on the side
of the hot coffee pot to steady it and not make any of the liquid contents
inside spill to the floor, ot heavfen forbit she dropped the thing and it
spilled or broke.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Ahh, I
see." He nods. "Then I imagine intoxicated parties are your bread and butter."
Mimi Haggart: She
smiles over to Casey. "Good. Afterall.. we barely know each other. I'd hate to
put you on bottom rung status this early."
Maya Grimhild: ~Chuckles softly, some
amusement in her eyes~ Yes, but I get paid to do it as well as visit family. No
rest for the wicked, right?
Casey Iver: *Casey chuckles and takes a sip
of the coffee trying it on for size. Nodding in satisfaction he looks back to
Mimi* "Well im glad ta hear I rate high enoug ta avoid such status."
Tiernan Forbes: She didn't wince or even seem to
notice the heat from the pot, she continued on after righting her steps and went
back behind the counter. Returning to set down a plate with three slices of
lemon on it for Mimi. "There you go."
Mimi Haggart: She
pushes her tea to the side, leaning forward to whisper to the man.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He smiles
and nods. "No...no, I rather I suppose not. Not that the other side sleeps much
better, I'd imagine."
Mimi Haggart: She
gives an annoyed look up to Tiernan. A look that clearly screams ~leave me
alone, server~
Maya Grimhild: Not likely. ~She sips at
the coffee, leaving it black~ But if someone isn't there to clean them up and
send them home, they get themselves hurt.
Casey Iver: *Casey nods*
Tiernan Forbes: She visably flinches and bows her
head down, tugging at the sleve of her sweater before she hurridly walks off,
she runs into the counter on her trip back there once more in her haste.
Tiernan Forbes:
d10: Per+Alertness: 2,1,4,9,6,2,
Mimi Haggart: She
leans back, cocking a brow at the man. Curious. "Really now.. Seems
contradictory if you ask me. But what do I know? I can barely keep my head out
of a book.."
Mimi Haggart:
d10: whisper: 3,8,7,3,
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "True
enough." He nods and chuckles a little. "Well, then, madame, you are a
philanthropist in the true sense of the word. I would tip my hat to you, if I
had one."
Maya Grimhild: I've been called alot of
things, but that's not one of them. ~She chuckles, then extends out a hand~
Maya. Nice to meet you.
Casey Iver: *He nods* "Perhaps it is, bu i
see two groups who should be workin tagether an they arnt, an if i can bridge
tha gap by workin with both sides, then i can forgive maself for bein
contradictory."
Mimi Haggart: She
gives an idle shrug. "If that's what you're into. Not my business really. I only
work for one person." She dips the teabag in and out of her hot water.
Tiernan Forbes: Keeping her head down she picks up
the plate with Maya's meal on it and heads for her table. "Here you go. Be
careful the plate is a bit hot." Yet the girl handeled the plate with her bare
hands. She pulls out the bill and places it face down on Maya's table, a almost
fragile smile to her as she heads back for the safety of behind the counter,
tugging on the sleeve of her sweater as she goes.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Kelton
Michaels." He reaches out and takes her hand in his, shaking it. Not a strong
grip, but neither a dead fish. Just...there. "A pleasure."
Casey Iver: "Aye I gathered tha, so your
loyalty is ta him an no the group?"
Maya Grimhild: ~Her own grip being a
little more than average, but it's brief before she withdraws the hand with a
nod, then a warm smile to Tiernan~ Thank you sweetie.
Mimi Haggart: She
casts a tiny smile in casey's direction. Cryptic. Hard to read. "He's a part of
the group, isn't he? Don't assume, Casey. Especially about me."
Tiernan Forbes: She wraps the sweater around her
shoulders slightly tigheter, as Casey's order comes up she looks from it to the
table, picking up the plate, she heads over to the table, keeping her eyes down
as she goes, and seering clear around Mimi. "Here you go sir, she says softly,
setting the plate down, then pulling the bill out of her apron and setting it
face down on the table. That fragile smile to Casey, as she backs away almost in
a rush once again.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He picks up
his coffee to drink, black. "So, then. Maya...besides coddling drunkards and
supplying them with hangover cures, what do you spend your time doing?"
Casey Iver: *Casey smiles and chuckles a
bit* "Fair enough, sadly its a habit o ma profession. Intuition, hunches,
assumptions...all necessary on a day ta day basis. Bu then as im back in tha
swing a things i should ge back ta bein a bit more....cautious in ma beliefs."
*As Tiernan delievers his meal he looks up to her smiling.* "Thank ya lass, very
quick."
Maya Grimhild: Watching over my little
brother and cousins, feed homeless, and party. ~She nods, picking at the food,
in no big hurry~ And yourself Mister Michaels?
Tiernan Forbes: She nods to Casey still with that
fragile smile as she heads back off.
Mimi Haggart: She
squeezes one of the lemons into her tea. Quiet as he talks to the help.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "I..." He
flushes a little, giving a small chuckle. "Not much lately. I used to be a
teacher at Harvard, but I'm going through a...slight transition in my career,
you could say."
Maya Grimhild: Bored with being a
professor? ~She tilts her head at him, then takes a bite of the bacon~
Mimi Haggart: She
looks casually back toward Kelton.
Casey Iver: *Casey looks to his eggs and
takes up some testing it as well.* "Mmmm no bad." *He finishes chewing before
glancing around the room settling his gaze on Mimi* "So wha's your take on
everythin?"
Mimi Haggart: She
cocks a brow, looking back to casey. "My take on.. everything? Wow. I'm going to
have to start calling you captain vague."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Not
exactly." He shakes his head. "There were those who disagreed with my theories."
He looks over to Mimi...that's the second time she's glances his way. He frowns
slightly, and gives her a questioning look.
Tiernan Forbes: She comes back out from behind
the counter, tugging on one sleeve of her sweater, holding the coffee pot in her
hand, making the rounds to see if anyone needs a re-fill on their coffee.
Maya Grimhild: ah... gotcha. So political
bullshit. ~She smiles to Tiernan at the approach with more coffee, and pushes
hers to where the woman doesn't have to stretch to refill it~
Casey Iver: *Casey chuckles.* "Ah mean the
situation at hand. Tha problems were facin. I'm still not sure wha is exactly
goin on. I'm in tha dark fo tha mos part."
Mimi Haggart: She
offers Kelton a shy smile. "Sorry. Didn't mean to eavesdrop. Heard you were a
teacher at Harvard.. and it piqued my curiosity."
Mimi Haggart: She
quirks a brow to Casey. "Which.. problem? You can't honestly think there's only
one.. right?"
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Something
like that, yes." He nods slightly to Maya, and then looks to Mimi. "I was, once.
Some...years ago, actually? Six, perhaps?" He frowns a little, a trace of
irritation coming to his face. "It was some time, regardless."
Mimi Haggart: She
looks back to Kelton. "Still impressive, nonetheless. They don't let just anyone
on their staff."
Casey Iver: *He takes a sip of his coffee.*
"As i said, i'm in tha dark. I don even know wha problems there are."
Mimi Haggart: She
casts an amused look to casey. "Obviously. Maybe when I have some freetime.. and
less of a hangover.. I'll fill you in on some of the details. Two minds are
better than one. Sometimes."
Casey Iver: *Casey nods seemingly
satisfied.* "Ah couldna agree more." *He says enthusiatically before picking up
a sausage with his fork and biting into it chewing quietly for a while as he
looked around.*
Tiernan Forbes: She had moved back behind the
counter. Refilling things, wiping down the counter top with a rag. She keeps
glancing around and out the front window of the place every now and then.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Well,
thank you." He smiles to Mimi, shrugging modestly. "I can't say I tought the
most popular course, but I enjoyed it nonetheless."
Mimi Haggart: Back
to Kelton. "I'm being nosy.. I know.. but I have to ask. What did you teach?"
Maya Grimhild: ~She nods at that, then
finishes her plate and picks up the check. A hand digs down into her pants
pocket, and withdraws enough money to cover the check, and a more than minimum
tip. She smiles over to Kelton again~ Well Mister Michaels, good luck with the
career problems. I need to get going though, before my brother sends out a
search party for me. ~She picks up the comics, unread, and hands them back over
to him~ Thanks for this.
Tiernan Forbes: She moves out from behind the
counter. "You have a good night." she says to Maya, picking up the bill and
money, tucking them in her pocket, before picking up the plate and coffee cup.
Casey Iver: *Casey looks up at Maya leaving
and notes it mentally before returning to his plate and hungrily devouring the
food upon it.*
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Chaos
Theory." He smiles some as he says it, then looks over to Maya and gives her a
nod. "A pleasure meeting you, Miss Maya. Have an excellent evening."
Maya Grimhild: ~She smiles to Tiernan,
that understanding look there~ You too um... ~A peek at the name badge, then
back to her face~ Tiernan?
Maya Grimhild: ~Another nod to Kelton, and
she turns, slipping towards the door. A glance to Casey and Mimi as she passes~
Maya Grimhild: ((Sorry guys, need to trim
down to one window. ~Giggles~ Getting slap happy))
Tiernan Forbes: A nod to Maya, a slightly more there
smile to her before she returns behind the counter. Putting the plate and cup
into a bucket to be eventually taken back to the kitchen for washing. Picking up
a wet cloth, she heads back to the vacated table to wash down the surface of it.
Maya Grimhild: ((Thanks for the scenage.
~G~ Much fun ~nodnodnodnod~ Will be around for a little bit longer, so if anyone
needs me I'm on aim ~LIX all around~))
Casey Iver: ((later!))
Tiernan Forbes: She returns to behind the counter,
putting the wet cloth somewhere behind it, then grabing the coffee pot, she
heads for Casey and Mimi's table. If Casey is finished she will take his plate.
"Refil?" she asks about the coffee.
Tiernan Forbes: ((Add Sir on to the end of Refil.))
Casey Iver: *Casey had just finished up as
she arrives.* "My my, excellent timin lass." *He hands her the plate and
utensils.* "An yes please i would love some more coffee."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods. "Chaos theory.. fair enough. Don't know much on the subject myself. I hear
it's fascinating."
Casey Iver:
d10: Something up?: 5,6,4,5,4,1,
Tiernan Forbes: If she seems surprised that he hands
her the plate, it is covered up pretty quickly, she smiles and nods. "Your are
welcome, sir. I am glad you liked, I will pass your compliments onto the cook."
She pours him some more coffee.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "It
is...quite the fascinating subject." He nods a little bit, rising with a fair
amount of effort to move to a closer table to them, using his cane for support.
"Something of a life's persuit. The study of cause and effect...tracking the
patterns from one event to another, however unnoticable to most, and how they
interrelate. Absolutely enthralling."
Casey Iver: "Thank ya lass. Though tha
complement is more for you. I've never had such prompt service before."
Mimi Haggart: She
casts an amused smile to Kelton. Leaning subtly in his direction. Listening
intently. "Couldn't have said it better myself."
Casey Iver: *Casey glances over in the
direction of Kelton a quizzical look upon his face. But says nothing for the
time being*
Mimi Haggart: (*ker-stamp*
Kelton's approved, btw. Feel free to sling that PT tag across the room, byrdy
boy)
Tiernan Forbes: She shifts on her feet, glancing
briefly to Mimi, then back to Casey, bowing her head. "It's my job Sir." Hands
full she cannot tug at her sweater, and the almost too big for her sweter starts
to slid down her shoulder some. "Always a pleasure to do my job." A slight
almost barely noticable nod with her head bowed as it is, the flush to her
cheeks evident with her pale skin. She turns almost stumbing but comes to a
halt, so that she doesn't run into Kelton. The faint left over make of a bruise
only barely visable at the back of her neck above the collar of her shirt.She
smiles faintly to Kelton, "Sorry." Once he is seated she moves off again towards
the counter.
Casey Iver:
d10: Per+Alt: 8,4,1,4,1,
Casey Iver: ((dang it :P))
Tiernan Forbes: ((*Winces* it is So not Casey's
night at all.))
Casey Iver: (( *Curses the dice roller*))
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He chuckles
a little. "At any rate...it's been my calling, you could say, as long as I have
known. And I'm always more then happy to expound until you're bored to tears."
Tiernan Forbes: She puts the plate in the same
cucket, and then rings up Maya's bill before she forgets, tucking the tip money
away in one of her pockets. She picks up the cloth again and heads for Keltons
original table, cleaning up what she can.
Casey Iver: *Casey sits quietly listening to
them ramble on about chance and probability his face showing slightly that he
disagrees. He sips his coffee and then looks up watching Tiernan go about her
work.*
Mimi Haggart: She
leans excitedly in Kelton's direction. "Please.. indulge me.."
Tiernan Forbes: She had tugged the sweater back into
it's proper place up high, and she continues to do so as she wipes down the
table. Even stopping in her movements to do so.
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Well...of
course, the classic example is that a butterfly flapping its wings in Beijing,
China, will set off a chain of events that will cause a rainstorm in New York
City. It's hardly the only application, of course. Chaos is everywhere. In every
known application of life. Mathmatics, biology, physics, chemistry, economics,
politics, population dynamics, robotics, even psychology. The applications for
predicting an event by recognizing the singals are truly endless."
Mimi Haggart: She
sips her tea, smiling to Kelton. "So.. in studying chaos theory, you learn to
predict patterns that cause certain chains of events. I was under the impression
that chaos.. by definition.. represented the inherent unpredictability in the
behavior of any given system."
Casey Iver: *Casey finishes his coffee and
pulls out his wallet. Setting his money down it is obvious there is a large tip
sitting there.* "Well Mimi, I had bes get goin. Ah have matters tha need my
attentions." *He stands and looks around one more time.*
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "Indeed."
He nods a little bit, smiling back. "Of you wished to break it down to something
much more boring-sounding, chaos is a nonlinear dynamical system. But if you are
perceptive enough, you can see the patterns."
Tiernan Forbes: Seeing that Casey is leaving she
heads over in that direction. A faint smile up to Casey. "You have a good
evening now Sir." Looks down and picks up the bill and Money and his coffee cup,
a glance to see if Mimi looks to be okay with what she has.
Mimi Haggart: She
takes another sip of her drink, ignoring the server. Eyes plastered to Kelton.
"And.. would you call this a learned skill.. or an inherent one?"
Casey Iver: *Casey smiles to Tiernan.*
"Thank ya lass, it was wonderful" *Looking over to Mimi one last time.* "Tell
Beth i said hey will ya?" *Looking back as he begins to walk away he calls out*
"May the fates keep you an yours...all of ya."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "I would
like to believe that it could be learned, with the right instruction..." He
smiles some. "But in all honesty, my experience has been that it is an inherent
talent."
Mimi Haggart: She
nods to Casey. "If I can get her to stop bitching for long enough.. I'll look
into it. Night, Casey."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He stops
suddenly and looks back at Casey. Brow quirking at his farewell.
Mimi Haggart: When
Casey leaves, mimi moves to sit at Kelton's table taking her tea with her. "Too
true.. "
Tiernan Forbes: She nods to Casey as he heads off,
and then goes back to her spot behind the counter.
Casey Iver: * He nods and then with one
last look towards Tiernan Casey steps out the door and into the early morning.*
Casey Iver: ((thanks for the scene guys.
Maybe next time he wont be blind as a bat:P))
Tiernan Forbes: ((Night sleep well *Waves*))
Mimi Haggart:
(*waves* g'night!)
Tiernan Forbes: Tiernan's replacement comes in, so
does one other girl for the morning rush, sure to start soon. She finishes up
what she had been doing. And then Slips out the door, Huddeling in her sweater
as she heads off down the street, walking towards home. ((I am brain fried at
this point, so I am going to bow out, at this point. *Hugs* thanks for the
awesome scene guys. Twas quite fun*S*))
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He tilts
his head, giving her an appraising look. "You know, my dear...for someone who
doesn't know much about the subject...you seem to have some strong opinions.
Have you experience with it at all? Or perhaps, such a talent for observing the
patterns?"
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: ((*Hugs
Dagon & Snow*))
Mimi Haggart: She
shrugs, stretching idly. "You could say that. I've talent for a lot of things.
Some more useful than others." She takes down the rest of her tea (i'm.. about
there as well. sleepy time)
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: He nods a
little bit. "I see. Perhaps we should talk later, at some length, in a slightly
more comfortable locale."
Mimi Haggart: She
smiles sweetly. "Sounds great." She girl digs into her purse and pulls out a
notecard. Jotting her number down on it with the word Mimi scrawled at the
bottom. "Call me anytime."
Mimi Haggart: (sleep
now! bye! *G* she'd pay her bill and filter out.)
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: "I will be
happy to." He smiles and takes the card, pulling out a notebook himself and
scrawling his phone number down on a page, ripping it out and passing it over.
"And you as well."
Kelton Michaels [Playtesting]: ((Bye! :)
))