Keith Newcomb: And he is
wandering
Keith Newcomb: He watches the other people, his
hazel gaze intense. Once in awhile, his nostrils flare as if scenting
something.
Keith Newcomb: He walks over to a bench, easing
down on it, his expression unreadable.
Felisa Espinosa (Night): In a clearing tonight, looking up at the overcast sky with a
calm expression, the result of a strange mind and a very strange past, although
that might not be the best of adjectives for it. Felisa
pondered a cigarette and lit it with a lazy shift of the hand.
Keith Newcomb: d10: p/a: 7,9,9,4,4,
Keith Newcomb: Ever alert, as always it seems,
he watches Felisa, not saying anything yet or hailing
her.
Felisa Espinosa (Night): d10: per+alert: 7,10,1,6,4,
Keith Newcomb: He has chosen to sit near a
broken street light, so he is cast in mostly shadows, but the nearly full moon
gives him away.
Felisa Espinosa (Night): Seems that they lock eyes after a moment. Felisa's expression is blank, as it always is, and she
waves a little, being polite. She can be polite when she wants to be, and
usually is.
Hard to know what goes behind those eyes though.
Tyler Hall: *this at night?*
Felisa Espinosa (Night): *yes it is, points to the name*
Keith Newcomb: ((It's at night.)) His
expression is blank as well, before he remembers himself and smiles to Felisa.
Tyler Hall: * A tall skinny guy with nice dress slacks walks into the
area*
Tyler Hall: * wonders if he scared everyone away.*
Keith Newcomb: He's sitting on a bench, long
cream-blond hair nearly glowing in the moonlight. His narrow face is young and attractive,
looking to be in his early 20s. About six feet tall, roughly, with a black
leather Misfits jacket, black jeans, and a Christian Death t-shirt. He is very
well built, with a muscular upper body and broad shoulders, his waist trim and
narrow.
Felisa Espinosa (Night): So, now what?
She sits up, but doesn't get up. There's a slow blink of the lids, a tilt of
the head. Expressionless as always, and a plume of smoke appears just below her
mouth.
Tyler Hall: *
Keith Newcomb: He turns his
head to regard
Tyler Hall: *leans back* Nice night is it not?
Keith Newcomb: "It is, if you like it
bright." He sighs, glancing to the moon. "But it's alright." He
looks to Felisa with a faint smikr,
then to
Felisa Espinosa (Night): Seems that Keith is distracted by a tall fellow with quality
trousers. Very strange... and there seemed to be a shift in gears just then.
That makes her curious, and it is that curiousity
that makes the little woman get up.
Tyler Hall: *
Tyler Hall: *
Felisa Espinosa (Night): ((desp coming))
Tyler Hall: d10: test: 5,9,4,2,
Keith Newcomb: He shakes the hand, his own dry,
warm, and very strong. "You didn't interrupt anything," he says
smoothly.
Keith Newcomb: ((Keith's pic
is in the picture gallery for characters. *G*))
Felisa Espinosa (Night): ((Description: She's Puerto Rican, and the mixture of african, indian, spanish and french bloodlines
mixed together to form a olive-skinned melting pot of a teenager. She's pretty
but not overly beautiful, the type of woman that you would try to continue
conversation with if she walked up to you and asked the time, not that she
would do such, or that you would ask her once you saw the hip-hop clothes,
baggy cargo and hoodie, an overall thug-lite look. She's fairly avarage
in height and weight, perhaps a touch taller than the typical Puerto Rican,
with dirty brown hair and dark eyes that hint at a savage intellegence.
App:3))
Tyler Hall: *
Felisa Espinosa (Night): And this woman that's somewhere in the upper teens from the
looks of her, adjusts her doo rag and saunters over,
her ciggie hanging out of her mouth like a comic book
character, dark eyes slowly taking everything in.
"Keith. You look well. But you always look well."
Keith Newcomb: "Looking for trouble, excitement...new
friends." An amused twitch of his lips. He lifts
his chin to Felisa. "Evening, Fel. Thank you,
you look quite well yourself. And I am, in fact, quite...spiffy."
Tyler Hall: ((
Keith Newcomb: He looks like what he is pretty
much, a rocker type, a metalhead. Lightly
tanned, a bit of color to his face.
Tyler Hall: "You know that is exactly what
im here for. Seems fate has planned
for us to meet this eve."
Felisa Espinosa (Night): "Spiffy?"
She lowered her head slightly, amused by that. Keith. Spiffy. No, it didn't fit
his persona at all. "Seems that everybody is hanging out
in
Felisa looked over to the stranger. "And who
might you be?"
Keith Newcomb: "Has it?" He grins.
"Moirai must be watching us."
Keith Newcomb: Felisa: "Anyone taking bets on when the next body shows
up?" He laughs, amused by the macabre it seems.
Tyler Hall: *
Felisa Espinosa (Night): "Twenty bucks says two weeks."
She looked at Keith and shrugged before turning to
She smiled, which in a way was a little alarming.
Tyler Hall: *interested* I am very new to Newyork, and in need of umm friends.
Felisa Espinosa (Night):
"Actually, I'll change that. Too early."
She appeared to think about it for a second, linking things
together. Apparently the teen was a ponderer type.
She took the card and looked at it. "Historian? Any particular specialty?"
Tyler Hall: "Ancient History to be exact, mmmmm and maybe a dabble in the
occult here and there." *smiles*
Keith Newcomb: Fel: "If it's a serial, I
don't think he's escalated to a new murder in two weeks. The escalation *will*
happen, just not yet. What has been his time frame? Every
month or so? He'll be escalating soon."
Keith Newcomb: He arches a brow at
Tyler Hall: "See just as I thought. Fate my friend. Fate."
Felisa Espinosa (Night): "Possibly Keith, he's seasonal. Once every three
months, but it's not on the offical changes of the
year, that's not his pattern." She smiled a little. "Apparently he
has a unibrow."
Tyler Hall: "And Fel what about you?"
Tyler Hall: "Some might call me such, but
its so cliche. So many claim to
be."
Keith Newcomb: "Moirai
speaks." He stands up. "But I have a lesson to give." Felisa: "I haven't studied his pattern yet." Smirks. "But I'm sure it'll emerge. Maybe it coincides
with the changes in fashion since he's slicing up models."
Tyler Hall: (ooc Moirai?)
Keith Newcomb: ((The three Fates, in Greek
mythology *G*))
Keith Newcomb: "May all the mangled
corpses in your lives be pretty." He laughs and gives a mock bow, heading
off. ((Thanks for the scene!))
Tyler Hall: "It was fate that we met and
the pleasure was all mine."
Felisa Espinosa (Night): "Possibly, I haven't really concentrated on the fellow,
I've just been getting the occasional snippet and I seem to have a mind for
puzzles."
Turning to
Tyler Hall: *looks to fel*
"So what do you do?"
Felisa Espinosa (Night): "I'm eighteen years old," she said, pinching her
cigarette out, "as far as a carrer goes I
haven't much thought of it."
Tyler Hall: d10: aura perception: 10,6,7,4,6,
Tyler Hall: (what shade is your aura?)
Felisa Espinosa (Night): ((just what I was about to do))
Felisa Espinosa (Night): ((Pale Light Blue))
Tyler Hall: ( lol )
Felisa Espinosa (Night): ((and rather hypnotic))
Felisa Espinosa (Night): d10: aura perception :wp:
8,8,6,9,9
Tyler Hall: *
Tyler Hall: (nice role) (pale, Rose & light
blue)
Tyler Hall: (deepest color - yellow)
Tyler Hall: roll**** " So my dear Fel what
is your family?"
Felisa Espinosa: ((Sorry,
got the boot. Gimme 30 sec))
Felisa Espinosa: "Idealistic one, aren't you?"
She sighed, or at least appeared to, and then sat next to him. "You really
should be a little more careful, especially here, yeah? We aren't the only
things walking around."
Tyler Hall: Yes I know, but I have also learn Kindred are the least trusted.
Ravyn:
Several people in the area glance over in Tyler
and Felisa's direction. This is Battery Park, after
all. There's ALWAYS people here.
Tyler Hall: * cell phone rings, and
Felisa Espinosa: "There's a reason for that..."
Felisa settled in and lit another cigarette, fighting
not to do something, and when his cell phone rang the Puerto Rican got up and
nodded. "Of course. I'll be seeing you,
surely."
Ravyn:
A couple eyes watch
Felisa Espinosa: d10:
per+alert: 5,9,10,9,1,
Felisa Espinosa: Eyes dart, first one way and then the other. Patterns are
noted, reactions are considered, and then she considers the man on the phone
and gets up casually, tilting her head just so.
Ravyn:
The guy looks over to Felisa
as he nods a little to the person he's on the phone with, and then hangs up.
Sitting there calmly, watching. He's very average looking...mid-30's,
short brown hair. Baggy clothes.
Felisa Espinosa: "Criminey..."
She blew a smoke ring and raised an eyebrow, then looked over in the direction
of where the other two went before heading over to the man on the phone,
shaking her head slightly. When she got to him Felisa
maintained her distance, but it wasn't out of fear.
"And how long has this been going on?" she asked, making sure that
people were well out of earshot.
Ravyn:
He looks up to Fel, smiling a little bit.
"Pardon me, kid? Ain't sure I know what you're talkin' about."
Tyler Hall: (ooc
sorry work had to be done :) ) *
Felisa Espinosa: d10:
per+sub: 7,2,8,2,9,1,
Felisa Espinosa -> Ravyn: ((He
fibbin?))
Tyler Hall: d10: Aura perception :
4,5,2,7,3,10,9,
Ravyn:
((Pause for a moment.
Tyler Hall: (( sorry i always thought I never had to use my full dice pool
unless I really wanted to))
Ravyn:
((Ummm...no. You
always use your full dice pool. Recton everything that happened up to
Tyler Hall: (alright sorry again, im know the game, but still not used to this whole online
thing)
Felisa Espinosa: ((Hold on, so he states that his duty calls, and pretty much
states that the talk is over and done with, correct? So the scene is over))
Ravyn:
((No problem. The rules for the site are the
same as the rules for the game, with the exception of the House Rules in the
FAQ. Make sure you read the FAQ's so you're up to speed on them. Also, keep in
mind, we use Revised Rules. 1st and 2nd Edition rules don't apply.))
Tyler Hall: ((got ya))
Ravyn:
Last posts that actually happened:
Tyler Hall: * cell phone rings, and
Felisa Espinosa: "There's a reason for
that..." Felisa settled in and lit another
cigarette, fighting not to do something, and when his cell phone rang the
Puerto Rican got up and nodded. "Of course. I'll
be seeing you, surely."
Tyler Hall: ((I walked with
the phone, never left the area, sorry ill be more specific next time))
Ravyn:
The few people that are watching the two continue
to do so.
Tyler Hall: "Umm but enough of those damn
video games."
Felisa Espinosa: She glanced at the people looking at her and shook her head
quietly, rubbing the bridge of her nose. Nice, very nice.
Felisa wasn't about to start scanning quite yet, but
being what she was the girl was naturally suspicious.
Ravyn:
One of the guys shakes his head, grinning a
bit, and goes back to his newspaper he was reading. Mostly.
Tyler Hall: *
Tyler Hall: *hang up phone and looks around the
area as if something was lost*
Felisa Espinosa: She gave
Well she could do a lot if it came down to it. Still, there was nothing funnier
than watching a sane person try to act crazy.
Tyler Hall: ((gonna
go ahead and go now, boss is on my ass)) *
Ravyn:
The guy looks up from his newspaper, watching
Felisa Espinosa: This might have explained how the Sheriff knew her name, or
it might not have. That one was still a bit of a mystery to Felisa,
but the woman seemed to be a bit farther up in the game than most: Now she knew
that the area was watched.
And as they say... knowing is half the battle.
Felisa Espinosa: ((Okay guy, gotta go... we can end
this scene here, and maybe start another one as Fel peeks into this, or we can
pause it. Up to you, and I'll talk to you tomorrow about it. Damn fun as always
Ravyn. *s*))
Ravyn:
((Above scene paused and possibly retconned completely.))