Laurel Hensley: The tyrant's sitting up at the bar, having a drink. She needs one, after the weekend she's had. She's dressed in a soft blue-colored wrap top, low-cut, and a short black skirt, strapped sandles on her feet. Her glasses are sitting on the bar next to her.

John Dante: He makes his way behind the red door, dressed in a black suit, a red crimson shirt, the top button undone and his shoes brought to a shinning polish. He looks like he is here on business and walks it slowly walking up the stairs to the main quarters. He stops at the top of the stairs, his left hand coming to his right cuff and correcting it a touch before he takes his first step in the place, eyes sharp and wits about him.

John Dante: ((*Grabs colour*))

Laurel Hensley: She glances over her shoulder when she senses someone in the place besides the ever-present Leon, and nods slightly to John. "Jamal. Come have a drink."

John Dante: He takes them first few steps in ensuring his footfalls are loud enough to hear so not to suprise even thought she is aware, his eyes flick to Leon then back to Laurel "Hello Melioth." His voice that amazing sound, something magical and yet confident as he walks futher into Santuary making his way slowly to the bar next to her, one hand placed on it's surface as he half turns his body to look at the Tyrannt "You wished a meeting, sorry I have been so long, the Circle has been very busy as of late."

Laurel Hensley: She chuckles a little bit. "Yeah, well. Join the club. That's not a recruitment pitch, by the way. So to speak, at least." She slips off the stool and mvoes behind the bar. "What are you having?"

John Dante: "A whiskey" He looks over to Leon then back to Laurel "Then maybe somewhere private."

John Dante: "On the rocks, lets make it last."

Laurel Hensley: "Sure. Roof is my office. Again, informally. Sanctuary's not associated with the Court specifically, as you know." She pours him a whiskey in a tall glass with ice, and then hands it over. She refills her rum and picks it up. "C'mon."

John Dante: He picks it up and stands upright "I know it isn't, still doesn't make it private though." He looks over to Leon as he says that and follows her to the roof

Laurel Hensley: "Neither's the Concerto," she says pointedly, and climbs the fire escape. When she gets to the top, she moves to take a seat on the ledge, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighting up. "Everything going okay with the Circle?"

John Dante: He follows her up, taking a moment to look at the sky and then the view, he always missed the sky. But that was then, he looks over to her "Things are going well, not quite as fast as I like but the Circle has gone from strength to strength." He lifts his chin a touch, proud for those underhim and the good they have done. "How fairs the courts?"

Laurel Hensley: She gives him a look. Any pride she may have had was stripped away long ago. "You heard my invocations, right?"

John Dante: He nods taking a small sip of the whiskey "Yes I did, and we have never stopped fighting what happened, and other fallen, the slayer...I did lose Tom if you remember, we seem to have been investigating two different things, but as I offered before we are more than willing to come aid the court in anything that can aid humanity."

Laurel Hensley: "We can't do this alone, Jamal." She shakes her head and rises, draining her drink in a couple swallows. "Split apart, we're just spinning our wheels uselessly. And every day, the Erishkigal and Cernnunos get stronger. But hell, I have no idea what you're working on. None at all. And us..." She shrugs.

John Dante: He looks to her, face very much blank still "Like I said earlier, the circle will offer full support on this." He looks out once more to the view "And we are only split apart as long as you view it as such."

Laurel Hensley: She looks over at Dante. "You're willing to permanently join forces? No court and circle, no two little groups...but one unified organization?"

John Dante: He shakes his head "No, no I'am not, you remember why we didn't to begin with, your structure and though you changed that, and I did tell you it would fail, we are tywo different groups still united against the same foe, but believe me we are not the same." He looks to her then "We are not by a long shot, I still have my vision, I feel you have lost grasp of yours."

Laurel Hensley: She frowns, and looks away from Dante. She leans over and sets her glass on the ledge, then straightens up to look out over the city. "How have I lost grasp, Dante?"

John Dante: "You never wanted this, never wanted to be in command, never wanted to be the end of the line, as a leader." He moves closer to the ledge "We bear the burdens so others don't, we bear witness to our desisions and if they fail only we turely feel it. Your vision wasn't you to lead it was just for something better and I believe that you hoped that if you lead you could make that vision a reality." He puts one hand on her shoulder "But I still remember little brother when you had no time for war, your song was all we could here and how you were the first to step into hell. You are the inspiration for the vision, but like a bard you sing only the tales and tell of what could be."

Laurel Hensley: She pulls away from his touch. "You don't need to remind me that I'm not cut out for this, Jamal. I'm well aware that I don't know how to inspire loyalty." There's something deeply hurt there. "But that's not vision. You're talking about the past. Vision's about the future...and if you think I've lost that vision, I'd like to know how."

John Dante: He moves back his hand "I haven't lost the vision." He takes a step back "Unification will not help, you have an infernal brady bunch up here, not a court, everyone leading out there own agendas, you need to bring them together, focus them."

Laurel Hensley: "When was the last time you actually came around to find out, Jamal?" She turns and looks at him, frowning. "Are you even aware that I've made up with Urian, and he's my Minister of Dragons? Do you have any idea what's going on with the Court, beyond what I've told you in invocations?"

John Dante: He nods "Yes I do, but so not place the balme on me, I have visited, and left, when have you ever seeked me out save for when you are endangered." He looks to her then "LIke I said we fight the same battle but differently, I know you have helped but do you know what we as the Circle really do, I'am sure you don't." He takes another sip of this whiskey "Santuary isn't neutral, it isn't what you say, I know it and i think you do, it is the Courts club house so why would I come here, to be insulted by your court...I think not."

Laurel Hensley: "Are you fucking serious, Jamal?" She stares at him. "Have I ever conducted court business out of Sanctuary? Have I ever admonished anyone or made a promotion inside it? Just because Eli owns it doesn't mean that it's mine to play with. Point in fact, I have no rights to the place. Eli can kick me out at any moment, just like he could anyone else. If I threaten violence there, I'm in as much trouble as if that waste Burnham did."

Laurel Hensley: "And if anyone in my Court is insulting me, why haven't you let me know?"

Laurel Hensley: ((insulting YOU))

John Dante: "Eli..." He frowns but doesn't say anything more "Leon, the rest they are in your court right? Or does the minster have his own now, in which case does that not make three?"

Laurel Hensley: She notes that frown, but doesn't say anything for now. "Are you saying that Leon's insulted you?"

John Dante: He looks back to her, face blank once more "Then no, obviously I do not know enough about the courts, the Circle have been busy." He puts a hand through his hair "I must start contacting you more it must seem, that failing does lie with me and I apologise for it."

Laurel Hensley: She frowns and look away again. "We can't do this separated, Jamal. Apart, the city will just fall. And if you don't know the lengths that I'm willing to go for us to unite, you haven't been paying attention."

John Dante: "Do you know how many strong the circle is, it is nothing to your court, why would you seek unity? I mean besides the general gesture" He takes yet another sip. "What do you mean by lengths?"

Laurel Hensley: She's quiet for a long moment, soft blue eyes scanning over the city, back to him. "A new united group--a new Court--needs to be totally new, Jamal. My failures can't continue, and your pride is far too much for a unified group. If this is done...someone needs to take charge. Someone who is neither of us."

John Dante: He sighs slowly, he looks out to the city with her, voice lowered a touch, more human "I think the court could do with yet another restart, someone new, but the circle will not be there, and this has nothing to do with pride, it has to do with the -vision- why it was formed in the first place, as an alternative to the courts, because to be honest some characters in the court wouldn't last a damn minute in the circle. And none of them would want to last a damn minute in the courts, I’ am out of the politics game, and that’s all a court is, politics plain and simple, if I wanted that I'd run for mayor." He takes his last sip. "You do have vision, and the teamwork is important, but I do not see unity, we have come to far with too much past for that and too much done as separate groups, but that’s doesn’t mean we can’t aid each other, humanity is why we are here, but just because we are here for them doesn’t mean we need to be a whole, like Legions we join with fellows of our own ilk, like the first before us I will give fallen that other option.”

Laurel Hensley: She frowns and hangs her head, shaking it, and steps away from him. "Legions didn't work in the war, Jamal. And they won't work here. We're not angels anymore, and you've never understood that. And what's more, you're completely unwilling to accept your own faults. That's why we lost." She shrugs. "I think we're done here. I'll give Keiko what we've learned about the group home if any of yours deign themselves worthy of being around. And please tell Delaney that her Tyrant would like to talk to her one of these months. Just because we're not fucking anymore doesn't mean she doesn't have a responsibility to the Court she joined."

John Dante: He looks to Laurel "Del is part of the courts..." He looks back to the sky line "Then you should know she became part of the circle...I will inform her to contact you, she will have to make a choice." He puts his hands in his pockets "And for the record I can see my own faults quite clearly Laurel which many of I have admitted, you all just have a habit of reminding me of them constantly and yet I haven't flooded harlem or become torment driven, and yet my vision remains, and the war as you put was never lost, we are still here are we not" He nods to her then as he moves for the door "And don't presume about worthiness, we help humanity and are more than willing to help on the home, or if you had bothered to find out anything about the circle like I had the courts you'd know are out there trying to save humanity every bloody day, ask Casey when you next see him." He turns around before he leaves "I do hope the court pulls together, and please know that none of this is personnel, we just obvious have different paths to follow, may the first be with you" He puts two fingers to his lips and kisses them before he heads back down the stairs

Laurel Hensley: That...actually makes her angry, and she turns to glare at him. "It's ~always~ personal, Jamal! And I think that's what you don't get!" She shouts it out at him, then turns back, smacking the glass off the ledge to fall to the back alley below. She doesn't really expect him to come back.

John Dante: And he doesn't, walking through and out of Sanctuary, he heared her though and he sighs as he leaves, not the meeting he hoped for but then again they never were. ((And fade, cool scene man, thanks alot :) ))

Laurel Hensley: ((Thank you! Was good. *G*))