Adam "Fausto" Smith: He strides into the park, pausing at the gate to give some $ to the homeless at the gates there.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He's taken a while to get to the meeting site, having run a standard routine for shaking tails before taking the subway to Columbus Circle

Jeremy Thomas: He walks into the Park with a Corbin and a quiet Harvey. He relaxes visibly once he steps onto the Park Grounds.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: When he arrives, he's smoking a clove, still wearing his apparent uniform of black on black...although in realy bright light, it's actually clear that the coat at least is a deep midnight blue.

Jeremy Thomas: He looks to Corbin as they wait at the meeting site. "So, what's your story?" Not said in an offensive or derogatory tone, just curiosity.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 7,9,2,2,6,6,7,

Corbin Drake: Corbin on the other hand tenses as they step into the park, glancing around warily.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: ((I'll have him arrive a few minutes later to give you guys a chance to bond and to reflect him losing any tails...also I need to grab a sandwich. *G*))

Corbin Drake: "About my month, or in general?" He asks. This place at moment makes him edgy.

Jeremy Thomas: He looks around, then looks at Corbin, smiling. "Relax, man. You're safe here. And I meant in general."

Corbin Drake: "Fausto said that Harvey knew his way around here, I'm guessing you do too?" He asks slowly.

Jeremy Thomas: He nods. "Yeah. Central Park is kind of...well, a home away from home, y'know? Except that I don't really have a home to have a home away from. I have an apartment, but I spend maybe a night a week there, so, I suppose yeah, I'm babbling. Sorry."

Corbin Drake: "It's okay." He smiles, and glances around again. "Angelia said I should come here. Do you know where she wanted me to go?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: ((you guys want me to show up now or would you rather have some time for some much needed intro to the park?))

Jeremy Thomas: "Probably to talk to some of the residents. The chess and checker house is usually a good place to find some of 'em." He scans the area, waiting, as he talks to Corbin.

Corbin Drake: He nods. "Okay. Thanks. Can you tell me what any of that was about?"

Corbin Drake: (Either would work, but Jeremy seems a little focused to be giving tours....)

Jeremy Thomas: ((I'm the wrong person OOC to deliver such info, because I have a shitey memory and can't currently remember it, or where I stored any of it. Now would be good. *S*))

Jeremy Thomas: He sighs and nods. "Harv and I came across a book, dropped by a guy named Ezra. He dropped it while fleeeing a couple cops with the same robot-demeanor as the lawyer, who attacked Ezra for no reason. The book is...special."

Corbin Drake: "And it sounds like they want the special book back. Do we know why it's special?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He arrives smokign the aforementioned clove, exhaling smoke through his nostrils, looking very relaxed and easygoing. He ambles around not going directly to the meeting place, but getting there quickly without looking like he's it's his intention

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He arrives just in time to hear Jer's speech about Ezra and the book (Caus I rolled his per+alert way up there. *points* and it'll save time for Jer not having to repeat it. *G*))

Jeremy Thomas: ((That works. *S*)) He nods. "Yeah, I do. Or, I think I do, anyway." He looks at Fausto as he approaches, and smirks. "Did you negotiate me a good price?"

Corbin Drake: He relaxes a little more when Adam arrives, slowly getting used to being here.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He nods to Corbin and Jer, noting Harvey's not here, and says, conversationally, "So...you two comfortable talking here or should we go inside somewhere?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 3,2,4,7,7,

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He notes Corbin's tenseness and subsequent relaxation, but shows no reaction to it. Instead he asks, softly... "Why didn't you go Umbral like I asked? You might have been able to find out who's behind this guy." He motions to see his card. "What's his name?"

Jeremy Thomas: He shrugs. "Depends on who you are. Harv said you know Angelia, but I'd like to know a bit more, if you don't mind." He speaks not in a challenging manner, but in a frank and honest way.

Jeremy Thomas: He does hand over the card when asked. ((which I think just has the Law Firm and Phone Number))

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "I'm a distant cousin. From Italy." And now that he mentions it, a faint Sicilian accent can be heard over his New York Italian one. "My name's Fausto." He holds his gloved hand out to shake with Jer.

Jeremy Thomas: He takes the hand. "Pleased to meet you. Now, as to why we didn't go Umbral, well...we've been there with this book. It attracts big, aggressive, multi-legged arachnidic spirits. In comparison, a dipshit lawyer was small potatoes."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Well, that wasn't a normal dipshit lawyer. And Harvey and Corbin could have found more out about the guy, even if you had to stay here with the book."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Haven't you people ever heard of working in a coordinated group? Or have packs gone out of style in fucking New York?" He seems somewhat annoyed with the lack of cohesiveness here.

Corbin Drake: His eyes fix on Fausto's coolly. "How would I know?" He growls.

Jeremy Thomas: A trace of irritation passes over his face. "Sorry, Fausto, but us ignorant lil' New Yorkers don't understand big words like packs. For your information, I just met Corbin, and didn't honestly know whether he was Garou or Kin. And I didn't want to send Harvey in alone to deal with whatever may be in there. Has concern for your packmates gone out of style in Italy?"

Melody Drake: She reappears, following behind another man, trying to keep up with his long stride.

Corbin Drake: He waves to Josh and Melody.

Joshua Coil: *He walks quickly, in his suit today. No shades- it's night, and he's not THAT cool.*

Joshua Coil: ((Garr... color change.))

Jeremy Thomas: ((Could you switch colors, Josh? That's fairly blinding.))

Jeremy Thomas: ((Thank ye. *S*))

Joshua Coil: Problems? what did I miss? *he says in his cracking voice, painful to hear to the normal ear.*

Joshua Coil: ((Last try...))

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He sighs, shaking his head, his annoyance growing, he takes a long drag on his clove to calm himself, eyes half closing as he exhales. "No. In Italy, we actually communicate having an item that's a potential danger to the sept and could bring potential enemies to us to the rest of the people on our side."

Joshua Coil: ((Okay, that works. Sorry, getting used to the colors.))

Melody Drake: She wraps her arms around herself and stays out of the little Garou circle, watching them all with her bright eyes.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "~Before~ they fucking run into someone looking for it on the street."

Joshua Coil: *A look back to Fausto. He doesn't seem to be Josh's favorite person. He chuffs lightly, and looks back to Corbin. Again, as always, awaiting orders.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "In Italy, if there were fucking cops involved we'd ~for sure~ alert the others."

Jeremy Thomas: He calms his voice down and keeps it even. "Which I'm in the process of doing. I'm trying to get the book to Ang. so she can look into it...but since she doesn't want it in the K-R building, I'm waiting for her to come to me."

Corbin Drake: "Back up like three steps and stop snarling at each other," he says with a sigh as Josh reaches them. "It's not helping us. Let's try and figure out what's going on now, and we can worry about the useless hostility later?"

Joshua Coil: *He cants his ead slightly to Corbin, and waves a hand, his eyes flashing slightly in curiosity.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He nods, his gaze sliding over Josh, nodding in recognition to him, but never losing any of his dominant stance, his entire demeanor looking as if he outranks them all.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Angelia was involved yesterday in averting the possession of a human by a bane. She may or may not be up to dealing with something of this magnitude."

Melody Drake: A slight shift but nothing else as she continues to listen.

Joshua Coil: *He scowls.* You didn't kill it? *he nearly snaps.*

Jeremy Thomas: He sighs. "Point made, Corbin. My apologies." He looks to Fausto. "And you're right, I should have warned the entire sept. To be honest, I'm still used to working solo. Lesson learned."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: His look says he's rather disappointed in Corbin and Josh for their utter uselessness in that matte. But that criticism remains unsaid as he waits for Jer to reveal more about the book and the Ezra situation.

Corbin Drake: "She okay after that, that thing wasn't pretty?" He actually sounds worried about that. "And...we're not exactly a full pack anymore, but Josh and I will help with this."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: Josh>> "No, we didn't kill it. We saved the human, as I would hope you would wish to save Melody here, should something that horrific ever happen to her."

Corbin Drake: "Look, it coughed goo on her, she handed off a tranq gun, we tracked with it. How many people do you think I should have gotten close enough for it to hurt when someone had something that could stop it and not put them close enough to be in danger?" He sighs, and runs a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry she got hurt. It certainly wasn't what I wanted."

Melody Drake: The kin merely looks to Adam at the mention of her name. Whether she agrees or disagrees one can't tell.

Joshua Coil: *And with that, he moves closer to Melody.* He allowed himself to become corrupted. Melody is smarter than that.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 2,1,3,1,2,6,2,5,

Corbin Drake: "Josh! We are not here to argue with these people."

Melody Drake: "It's fine Josh." She soothes quietly, a light shake of her head.

Joshua Coil: *A pause. and he grunts, lowering his head. Slouching again. A muttered, almost grunted apology, as he looks back to Corbin.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: It's his turn to almost snap, utterly unable to hide his feelings on this matter. He turns on Josh and one can almost see the hackles raised the utter conviction and righteousness of his cause. "It doesn't matter how strong one is. There is always something stronger."

Joshua Coil: *A pause. and he grunts, lowering his head. Slouching again. A muttered, almost grunted apology, as he looks back to Corbin.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: It's his turn to almost snap, utterly unable to hide his feelings on this matter. He turns on Josh and one can almost see the hackles raised the utter conviction and righteousness of his cause. "It doesn't matter how strong one is. There is always something stronger."

Joshua Coil: Then I would end her, *he says quietly.* Quickly and mercifully. She would deserve that. *He looks back to Corbin.* When there is hunting to be done, I will be here. I have my phone on me.

Melody Drake: Her posture stiffens, and then shifts, trying to seem less of a threat to the obviously unhappy Garou. The kin wisely going silent.

Jeremy Thomas: He stands there, waiting for the issue that has popped up to resolve before he broaches the topic of the book.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: Whatever button they've pressed, he seems to have reacted as if Josh suggested they smear Melody with goat's blood and push her into a BSD Hive. He stands protectively in front of her, ready for battle, as if Josh himself is the bane trying to possess her.

Melody Drake: "Fausto," The kin's voice very quiet, obviously asking him to look at her, she's still so calm. Not speaking until she has his actual attention.

Joshua Coil: *He looks offended more than anything else, looking back to Corbin.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "We battle the Wyrm," he says, his baritone voice thick with emotion, the rasp more pronounced. "Not it's victims."

Jeremy Thomas: He steps forward, about to try and defuse the situation, when his phone rings. Cursing quietly, he opens the phone. "Hello?"

Corbin Drake: "Okay, don't leave the park, I'll call you. Take Melody with you." He says to Josh. "Fausto, let them go. I think I can trust my packmate with my sister, we can discuss all of those implications later. I appreciate your concern her, I really do, but we have this book here and now, and not a tainted kin. Let's focus on the crisis we have, and not the crisis we don't."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Those you save, become your allies. And we need every one we can get in this fight." With that, he stands down, stepping back to glance at Melody.

ShadowGirl  (5:28 PM) : "Jer? It's Ang? You called?"

Joshua Coil: *he blinks, and shrugs. Offering Melody his hand.* I'm sorry, *he gets out, looking truly contrite. Towards the kin and the kin only.*

Melody Drake: "Fausto," She repeats again, softly. "Josh has his opinions. You have yours. And Josh only speaks what I would ask." Chin tilted up. "If I become weak enough to fall, then I would prefer to die then live with such a shame. And once leaves an opening for another time. This is what I believe, it differs from yours. You do not know me. You do not know Corbin. You do not know Josh... learn us better before making judgements. Please." Her throat is bared in wolfish submission before she turns to follow Josh.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He glances sidelong to Corbin with a look that says "Don't lecture me, I'm not a cub." And waits for Jer to finish his call.

Melody Drake: "It's alright Josh." She murmurs, taking his hand as they walk off.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Shame is a luxury we cannot afford in this fight. If you are truly strong, you will survive shame and perform your duty still."

Jeremy Thomas: "Ang." He sounds relieved to hear her. "We had a situation pop up with the book today. Some guy representing a law firm came up to me today, saying that Ezra stole the book from them. He knew my name, and that I had the book. He wants to buy it from me, and he intimated that if I didn't give it back, we'd get the cops on us. We need to find out what this thing is, pronto."

ShadowGirl  (5:31 PM) : "Alright Jer, did he tell you who Ezra stold it from, who he was and who he was representing?"

Joshua Coil: *He simply walks off with Melody, trying not to bristle.*

Melody Drake: A glance back at Fausto. "Let us just hope it never comes down to that." And she disappears with Josh.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: His lip curls as Josh and Melody head off, and he smokes his clove, waiting for Jer to get off the phone.

Jeremy Thomas: He shakes his head. "Apparently, he stole it from the law firm...a firm called Henscher, Vloed & Klovs. He didn't give his name, even on several requests.”

Corbin Drake: "One of these days," he says tiredly to Fausto, "we'll get along for more than an hour at once. Which would be cool. Because when I'm not feeling the urge to kill you for the way you look at my sister or address my packmate, I really do like you." He smiles faintly. "And I really am glad you care what happens to her. But you have no idea what kind of pressure she's had to live with. Please respect her decision until you have a chance to speak with her about it. If you change her mind, I will be more than willing to help her before I kill her, and Josh will follow my lead."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "So," he says conversationaly to Corbin, while Jer talks on the phone. "You're the alpha of your pack, the rest of whom were killed by wyrm creatures due to some fuck up or other on your part?"

Jeremy Thomas: "He had a nice, legit police report about it, too."

ShadowGirl  (5:38 PM) : "And do you have a copy of said police report or a way of contacting him?"

Jeremy Thomas: He nods. "Yeah, I've got his card. I told him I didn't have it on me, and he obviously didn't believe me, but didn't push the issue." He looks up at Fausto. "Your cousin, Fausto, did a little ad hoc 'negotiating' while Harv and I got the book out of the area."

ShadowGirl  (5:41 PM) :

"Good. Alright where the hell are you guys now?"

Jeremy Thomas: "Central Park. I'm here with Fausto and, ah...Corbin, I think."

Corbin Drake: "In the sense that trusting your sept not to sell your pack out to the Wrym for the sake of politics is a mistake yes, I suppose so." Those eyes of his, for all he's trying to be calm, are hurt and angry at once as he he tries very hard not freak out and kill the thing that just hurt him.

Corbin Drake: (sept should be septmate there, sorry....)

ShadowGirl  (5:45 PM) :

"Good.... while you're down there can you take Corbin to meet the elders? I'll be down in a few."

Jeremy Thomas: He nods. "Sure thing. See you then."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Well, then," he says, smoke curling out his nostrils, his five o'clock shadown and the wild, furious look in his eyes coupling with some strange, almost cruel hunger in his eyes to produce an intimidating, devilish look. "It seems to me some of your septmates need to die, rather than an innocent human overwhelmed by circumstance."

Jeremy Thomas: He hands up the phone, and looks at Fausto. "Angelia's on her way."

Corbin Drake: "If you've got a way to save them, I'm thrilled for you. The best I can do is kill them. You think I'd object to having Mel as opposed to tearing out her throat? I just lost Aria. Do you think I want to lose her too?" He doesn't cow, but for a few seconds there is more grief than rage in his eyes.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He nods, glancing around, to make sure Josh and/or Melody aren't sneaking up on him.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 9,6,5,7,10,2,6,

Joshua Coil: *No sneaking... he's walking around the park with Melody.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: His expression softens, and he seems geuninely sympathetic to the grief in Corbin's eyes. "I'm sorry for your loss. And no, I don't believe you want to lose Melody. But frankly, falling down and being helped back up again so you can fight another day is far preferable in my eyes to kiling your own people because they'v slipped."

Melody Drake: Stil with the Josh somewhere.

Jeremy Thomas: He takes a step forward, falling back on his Homid gift in an attempt to defuse the situation. ((Rolling for Persuasion now))

Jeremy Thomas: 2,4,7,3,8,6,

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Living with the shame of failure still means you are alive to redeem yourself."

Jeremy Thomas: And, despite feeling confident in his defusion abilities, he stays silent upon hearing Fausto's words and softening of tone.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: The situation seems to have been defused of it's own accord, as Fausto stops talking and looks to Jer to see what he has to say. His expression says the discussion is over now that they have business to attend to.

Angelia Caponelli : Ang wanders down to the edge of the park and glances around, fiddling a bit with her phone. She stops to talk to one of the bums near by, handing him 10 dollars before he points her in the right direction to catch up woth Adam and Co.

Corbin Drake: He sighs and drops back, rather gracelessly, to lean into a tree. "Then talk to us. We've never seen the redemption option. Until this moment, I didn't know it was possible to reclaim something like that. I'm still not sure I'll believe it until I see it. Trying to get between Mel and Josh...probably isn't the best way to convince either of them of your sincerity."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "Talk to the elder her. Poppa Rustcruncher himself performed the exorcism. If the bane hasn't taken full hold yet, it's still possible to save the victim."

Jeremy Thomas: He sighs, and looks at Fausto, nodding. "So, anyway...Angelia should be here pretty soon, and we can get to business." He takes out a cigarette and lights it, then offers one ot Corbin.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "And I apologize if I offended but quite frankly it offends me when people are too lazy to look for other optiosn when someone's life...and freedom are at stake." And with that he looks to Jer.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "I would recommend you get your people back here, so that they are informed of what's going on."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: ((That last was to Corbin.))

Corbin Drake: He tenses, but then nods, he's not in the mood to argue anything further.

Corbin Drake: He flips out a phone and dials Josh's number.

Angelia Caponelli : Ang's got a bit of a growly prowly don't fuck with me look going on today. Black leather pants and jacket pulled a little opened to show off a tight black shirt that's little more then tight nylon mesh. Her hairs pulled up in a high pony tail, ruffled from being pinned under a helmet for the ride over. She looks over the gathering as she approaches, critically.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 1,2,7,9,5,3,3,6,

Joshua Coil: *And the response is quick, as the phone clicks to life.* Yes?

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He does a decent job of hiding his feelings, once again adopting a bland, almost bored look, tho those who know him well will still be able to see the little things that give away his upset.

Corbin Drake: Corbin is on the phone, looking drained, though he nods to Ang when he sees her. "Get back here. We'll discuss what's happening. We're not discussing anything he said regarding Mel further tonight."

Melody Drake: The kin simply waits for Josh to get off the phone.

Joshua Coil: We're coming back then. I didn't leave the park.

Jeremy Thomas: He looks to Angelia and nods with a grateful smile. "Hey, Voicey-type Woman."

Angelia Caponelli : She glances over Adam before looking to Corbin and then Jer. "So..."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: His cheeks twitch as Jer calls Ang that in public, but he remains silent, nodding a greeting to Ang.

Corbin Drake: "I'll see you soon then," he says softly, and snaps the phone shut.

Corbin Drake: "Hey," he says to Ang. "How you doing?"

Angelia Caponelli : Her gaze slides over to Corbin, "Shitty. You?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He paces quietly as he smokes and listens, waiting for the opportunity to add what he knows about the situation and the 'lawyer'.

Harvey Forrester: ((Yay! Back from class!))

Adam "Fausto" Smith: ((*claps for Harve*))

Corbin Drake: "Well, I was in a decent mood before crisis, a rather tactless inquiry into my history, and a rousing moral debate gave me the headache from hell." He smiles. "But I think I probably haven't had quite as much fun as you lately, so I can't complain." Just a hint of his usual playfulness drifts back into his voice.

Jeremy Thomas: "So." He slides the backpack off of his shoulders, and opens it up, withdrawing the book, which is bound with two woodcarved covers. "Here it is. Fairly bad-ass fetish, I'm pretty sure. Seems to enjoy traveling into the Umbra, attracting aggressive spider spirits, and making the bearer get hounded by lawyers."

Joshua Coil: *and he finally walks back with Melody in tow, looking a bit calmer.* So, after we hunt, we can get chinese? *he asks.*

Melody Drake: She has the faintest smiles on her face at Josh's question, the small kin silently moving over to stand by her brother.

Corbin Drake: He looks away from Ang to look at the book, starting to reach out to it automatically before he realises Ang should look at it first. He steps back again, watching curiously.

Harvey Forrester: *nods his agreement with Jer, silently as he's been for a couple hours now*

Corbin Drake: "Yes. After we hunt we can get Chinese. Though I'm not sure the hunt is tonight. Now shush, and lets see what's caused all this fuss."

Angelia Caponelli : Smiles all too fakely and holds a gloved hand out for the book, glancing over the cover. "Peachy... I need to know who's actually tried to read this thing. And I'd like the lawyer's card but why don't you hand it to Fausto for safe keeping until I"m feeling a little less homocidal."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: 5,8,8,

Harvey Forrester: *gestures towards Jeremy* "He read it, to my knowledge, no one else here did. Ezra probably did though."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "He's not a lawyer," Adam says, taking the card if Jer offers it. "I don't even think he's human."

Angelia Caponelli : She glances to Adam and raises an eyebrow slightly, "Maybe now's the perfect time to pay a visit then."

Jeremy Thomas: He nods, and hands the book to Ang. The carvings are of a coyote on one side, and a bear on the other. "Fausto's already got the card. And I'm the only one we know of who's read it. If you open the book, it forces you to read it from start to finish. It's a story of Coyote and his exploits. Then Harvey ended up in the Umbra, I followed him there, and we encountered the spider spirits. Lots of them."

Harvey Forrester: "I stepped sideways to investigate the strange emanations the book was giving off in the Umbra."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "I'm not sure what he is. Potentially a projection of some kind. He did not allow anyone or anything to touch him for the entire time I followd him out of Downtown. The closest anything got was six inches."

Jeremy Thomas: He looks at Fausto. "I used True Form, and didn't get any supernatural scent off him...I'm pretty sure he's human."

Harvey Forrester: "He seemed very much like the strange 'policemen' who attacked Ezra the night Jeremy picked up the book."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "He seemed to sense the intent of someone trying to touch him and eluded them before they could move to get close."

Melody Drake: She silently listens to all the converstaions

Angelia Caponelli : She nods to Adam, "That's good to know. Like that bitch in the warehouse." She raises an eyebrow at Jer, "You wouldn't get anything if he wasn't even here though either would you?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He shakes his head to Jer. "I don't think he is. I think he's...a construct...of some kind."

Joshua Coil: This book, *he says, to Corbin more than anyone else,* It will be hunted by others?

Jeremy Thomas: He shakes his head. "A construct...what, you mean like a robot or something?"

Corbin Drake: He nods to Josh. "I was there to see one of them," he says, barely above a whisper. "So was Mel."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He shakes his head. "LIke...a materialized spirit. Being fed information from a distant master."

Jeremy Thomas: He shakes his head to Ang. "No, but I don't know how a projection could give me the card or the written monetary offer that Fausto has."

Joshua Coil: I am sorry I was not there, *he grunts.*

: ((*peeps on and watches, curls near the Jano*))

Angelia Caponelli : She looks down over the book and trails her fingers lightly over it. "True…”

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "I was trying to stall him so you three could follow the thread back to his master, but you apparently don't have the trust for one another needed to coordinate such an operation yet."

Corbin Drake: "It's alright. Everything's okay. We were in good company."

Melody Drake: Lips purse slightly but she's silent.

Jeremy Thomas: He sighs to Fausto. "We already went over that...there's no need to bring it up again."

Joshua Coil: *And he narrows his eyes, and clearly bristles at that comment.*

Corbin Drake: His head snaps up, and he very visibly takes a breath and does not say whatever he almost just snapped, but instead holds up a warning hand to Josh.

Harvey Forrester: *returns to his silence, listening to what everyone says*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He seems surprised that what he thought was a very neutral way of saying it elicited such a displeased response, and sighs and takes another puff, glancing away from them all as the fatigue in his bloodshot eyes and in the lines of his face becomes more pronounced.

Jeremy Thomas: He shakes his head, and looks around. "Anyway, I think that's about it. Harv, did I miss anything?"

Angelia Caponelli : She frowns a bit and shakes her head, "I have to get this to a safe place." She states, regarding the book. "Good work Fausto tailing him. Thanks for sniffing him out Jer..." Her gaze flits to Corbin and Josh and Melody, "We done playing stupid games now? You guys going to let me in on who the you are and what you do so we can all work together nice and neat?"

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "That's all the information I have, other than the lawyer offered Twenty G's for the return of the book, and seemed to be very evasive about his name, which is another reason why I suspect he's a weaver related spirit, since he seemed especially fond of emphasizing rules."

Corbin Drake: "It was much more tactful. I'm exhausted and ready to hurt somehting. Not your fault." He says, in a surprisingly soothing tone to Adam. It's not exactly an apology, but it's close.

Harvey Forrester: *shakes his head*

Corbin Drake: HIs eyes widen and he really does look ready to snap at Angelia for a second. "I'm guessing we can be nice and open here?" He asks her after a second to breathe.

Adam "Fausto" Smith: He nods to Corbin, accepting the unspoken apology with the gesture and a look

Melody Drake: "I can probably find a safe place for the book." She says quietly. "I have plenty of safe, guardded,locked places where paintings are held... I could put it in one of those places and keeping it under watch."

Angelia Caponelli : She nods a little tersely to Corbin, "So long as we're not screaming loud enough for the tourists to hear."

Joshua Coil: *He doesn't apologize. But at his Alpha's, he grunts, and turns his head. A shrug. Wordless apology.*

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "I would recommend talking to the elders about it. It seems to me it might be related to Pie."

Corbin Drake: "Corbin Drake. Shadow Lord. Cliath. Galliard. Night's Shade Breeds Dreams. You can call me Corbin, or Nightshade, or whatever you really feel like, I'm not terribly picky." He gestures at Melody. "My twin sister, as I'm sure you've guessed, is kin." And a wave at Josh. "Joshua Coil. Glasswalker. Cliath. Ahroun. I think Mel and I are the only people who call him Josh without threats of violence. We're what's left of a pack under Owl. Anything else?" His voice is soft enough to carry only to them.

Jeremy Thomas: He looks to Melody. "But are they protected against spirits getting in? If Fausto's right about him being a spirit, I don't think Suit-Boy just happened to find me...the book seems to act like a beacon to spirits."

Angelia Caponelli : She looks to Adam, "The book or the lawyer?"

Melody Drake: The kin lifts her head a bit when her name is mentioned before answering Jeremy. "No, they're not. Merely an option."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "THe book. The laywer...may be an evolution of the Weaver's response to the Spider Monkeys."

Angelia Caponelli : She nods to Corbin, "Efficent. Good. I'm Angelia as you know. You all can call me Shadowcaster-rhya when we're alone. If you haven't met up with Papa Rust I'm gonna need you to do so or have one of the other elder's check you out. 'Till then I'm going to hold onto this book but thank you for your offer Miss Melody."

Melody Drake: "Just Melody, and you're welcome. I wish I could help more." Honestly.

Corbin Drake: He nods. "As soon as I meet one."

Angelia Caponelli : She nods to Adam a little, slowly. "Did Pie have a connection with Coyote in the past?"

Joshua Coil: Joshua, *he grunts.* Or Fatal Error.

Jeremy Thomas: He looks to Josh, Corbin, and Melody. "And I'm Jeremy, or Dream, Cliath Philodox of the Children of Gaia."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: "You help more than you know by loving and being loved by your brother and his packmate." He tells Melody, his voice cracking a bit, tho his face reamains carefully bland, almost bored.

Harvey Forrester: "Harvey Forrester, Cliath Ahroun of the Get of Fenris. Kin-Saver."

Melody Drake: Her bright eyes regard Fausto, and a faint smile as she dips her head once to him.

Angelia Caponelli : She glances to Adam to see if he's going to offer a formal introduction before tossing hers down onto the pile, "Angelia Caponelli, Shadowcaster, adren theurge of the glass walkers. Tomorrow afternoon Corbin you and Joshua go hang down by the checker's house. They'll find you. I promise."

Corbin Drake: He gives Jeremy a tired smile, and then nods to Harvey. And then he nods to Angelia after her introduction and her orders.

Jeremy Thomas: ((Dinner time)) He looks to Ang. "Well, if you need any help, call me. I've gotta take care of some things, but I'll see what I can possibly dig up on this law firm. Maybe that'll give us some leads."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: A faint buzzling sounds from his pocket and he pulls out his phone, checking it. His eyes roll, and he shakes his head, stalking off. "I have to go. Nice meeting you all."

Angelia Caponelli : She nods to Jer, "I'll let you know about the book as soon as I got the info. Thanks Jer."

Melody Drake: ((brb))

Corbin Drake: "It was good to meet you," he says to Jeremy, then nods to Fausto. "Night."

Harvey Forrester: *nods a silent goodbye to Jeremy, and then to Fausto*

Jeremy Thomas: He nods. "No problem." He looks to Harvey. "Catch you later, man."

Adam "Fausto" Smith: ((And I gotta go coook dinner, too. Thanks for the RP, have a good one y'all.))

Jeremy Thomas: He nods in farewell to Corbin, Melody, and Joshua, and heads off.

Angelia Caponelli : She nods after Fausto and looks over the others. "I still wanna fucking go dancing." She growls, sliding the book into her jacket and zipping up over it.

Corbin Drake: "We can do that. I may not be up to much dancing this evening, but we can definitely do that."

Jeremy Thomas: ((Later, all! *GONE*))