Ita
McNairee: 10,5,9,2,4,
Jeremy Thomas: There goes all the hot
water... He sighs a little, then pours
himself some coffee.
Travis Kennedy: 6,4,
Ita McNairee: *the little pikey looks
enviously at the men drinking their coffee before going to hug .. travis..of
all people, a reassuring squeeze. she looks to them both* Dinnae woory. dinnae
fret
Jeremy Thomas: "I'm only worried because
somebody who might shoot you is coming here.
Travis Kennedy: He pats her head, and then
tries to pull away, looking up at Jeremy.
Ita McNairee: an ee willnae shoot nae wan but
me effen ee daes shoot a folk. nae o ye are vampires. jes dinae lose yer
termper wie hem.. please? *She looks up to jer pointedly, giving a smile*
Ita McNairee: *she's easily pulled away from,
letting go of travis*
Travis Kennedy: He takes a few steps away
from Ita, leans against the wall again and crossing his arms.
Jeremy Thomas: "You're a vampire, and I
can heal like no one's business. We both have our advantages." He smiles a
bit. "But relax, I won't lose my temper. :ong as he leaves the guns
unpointed. I won't let anyone pull a gun on any resident of this apartment, end
of story."
Travis Kennedy: An eyebrow twitches. He
remains still.
Ita McNairee: aye.. well keep en mind travis
es breakable.. aye? *she gives the boy an apologetic smile* ee can make
exploden cows an sooch. but ah reckon ee's a bet breakable. Stephen's a good lad..
jes.. been mucked aboot wie.
Jeremy Thomas: "Travis was counted in
that 'resident of this apartment' census. None of us get threatened in this
apartment, end of story. This is a safehouse to all that. No pain, no torture,
no abuse. I won't tolerate it."
Ita McNairee: *uh oh. top dog was putting his foot
down. the pretty little red head beams up at him*
Travis Kennedy: He glances between the two
of them with a grin.
Jeremy Thomas: He looks quite serious about
it, too...almost to the point of adamancy. He'd been through enough of that at
his last home. Not again.
Ita McNairee: *she jumps to hug him tightly,
nuzzling into his chest* aye darlen. nae o tha.
Steven Thompson: BZZZZZZZZZT.
Travis Kennedy: He glances at whatever is
buzzing.
Ita McNairee: och..*she jingles to the buzzer
and buzzes him in* coome awn oop darlins. *the dobe rises to his feet from the
foot of the couch.. the mastiff however...is asleep*
Steven Thompson: ((That would be the
buzzer/intercom for the door to the apartment building. *G*))
Travis Kennedy: ((I know I know! *G*))
Steven Thompson: A few moments later comes
the knock on the door.
Jeremy Thomas: He moves to the door, opening
it up. No way are Ita or Travis opening the door.
Travis Kennedy: Travis seems to remember
something. Someone else was supposed to be showing up this night...
Ita McNairee: *the pikey goes to the door,
giving a quiet snap to the doberman, who seems to think its his job to protect
her from everything that passes into the apartment.. but jer beats her to it
and she frowns severly* Stephen loves.. coome awn en.
Xu Xian: 9,10,4,6,4,5,10,
Travis Kennedy: Yeah, it was to pick up
something of some sort. This was why he hated mornings...
Xu Xian: He pulls onto the street in a nondescript
silver Honda, 2000 model. And looks around, assessing the possibilty for
ambush, anythign out of the ordinary.
Steven Thompson: He's a man in his
mid-to-late 20's. He looks fairly scruffy, in that "I can't be bothered
with shaving" kind of way. His hair ends midway down his neck, and is a
dirty blonde. He's dressed in a military jacket over a black turtleneck and
matching cargo pants
Steven Thompson: He looks at Jeremy,
frowning. "Do I have the right apartment?"
Xu Xian: 4,2,3,5,6,7,9,
Jeremy Thomas: He opens the door the rest of
the way, nodding. "Think so."
Xu Xian: He slips easily past the outside door
without having to call up and heads up to knock on the door.
Steven Thompson: He looks over at the sound
of Ita's voice and frowns, though he moves inside. He nods to Ita, then looks
between Jeremy and Travis. "Who are they? And where is he?"
Travis Kennedy: A dark haired sexy guy. His
jet black hair is pulled into punk spikes, and a pair of small oval glasses
glasses float on his face, reflecting any light in the room. Pale in
complexion, wearing all dark or black clothing, and strange tattoos peeking out
under his t-shirt on his arms and neck. Very gothic. He is in the prime of his
life, and his body has no noticeable blemishes.
Ita McNairee: roomates darlin.. alive. *she
smiles and moves towards the bathroom murmeren* ee's taken a bath.
Steven Thompson: He looks at the two once
more, then moves to the bathroom door, with an odd hesitation and tentativeness
in his step.
Jeremy Thomas: 10,9,8,6,8,4,
Jeremy Thomas: Footsteps coming up the
stairs? He goes out of the door, into the hallway and shutting said door,
waiting to see who's approaching.
Ita McNairee: *she cocks her head.. watching
him as the dobe gets back to his feet, not liking all the strangers.. he mills
around. the pikey smiles to travis*
Xu Xian: He nods to Jer, raising a brow to see
him waiting in the hall. "What's up?"
Jeremy Thomas: Seeing Xu, he relaxes a bit.
"Was just closing the door from the last visitor, heard footsteps. Thought
I'd wait and see who showed. You?"
Travis Kennedy: He sits there, leaning
aginst the wall, nodding once to the new guy.
Steven Thompson: He reaches the bathroom
door and knocks on it, very lightly, as if he's almost afraid of what's on the
other side. "...
Xu Xian: "Here to pick up something from
Travis." He pausses, looks Jer over. "Who's your visitor?"
Travis Kennedy: Oh! That's right... Travis
walks over to his bedroom to grab the small box.
Ita McNairee: *ita's watching everything like
a mother hen, careful. hands held palm up in front of her so as not to spook
the flighty man*
Jeremy Thomas: "One of Ita's people with
more personality issues then me who's been here a while, and some military-vet
looking guy who just showed up."
Xu Xian: 9,7,10,
Xu Xian -> Jeremy Thomas: (That was Int to
put together who it might be from Jer's Description))
Xu Xian: "Can I come in, or do you need me
to wait in the hall?"
Jeremy Thomas: "No, sure, c'mon
in." He shrugs, opening the door. "The more, the merrier. 'bout time
World War 3 happened anyway...just didn't think it would happen in my
apartment." It's almost entirely a joke.
Travis Kennedy: He walks out with a small
box and puts it on the table, then goes back to leaning on the wall again.
Ita McNairee: *ita moves to grab the clothes
jer brought for
Xu Xian: He frowns at Jer's almost joke,
looking slightly offended as he steps into the room. "Why is it that
people always assuming the shooting's going to start when I show up?"
Steven Thompson: Yeah, just WATCH a man's
heart go out to someone and break, all in one. He smiles a little, down at
Xu Xian: (are always assuming)
Ita McNairee: *a soft wimp as she offers the
two men the clothing, quiet*
Jeremy Thomas: "Oh, I assumed the
shooting was going to start long ago, Xu. But there's only so much
improbabability that the odds can take." He follows the man inside,
shutting the door.
Travis Kennedy: He glances at the door with
a tilt of the head, then grabs the package and heads toward the entrance to
give it to Xu.
Xu Xian: He nods to Travis, offering him a
smile and taking the package. "So what did you find out? Did you locate
the item?"
Ita McNairee: *she gives up on giving him clothes,
just waiting until they are done*
Xu Xian: 4,9,2,4,9,6,7,
Xu Xian: (that was per+alert to have heard the
dialogue going on in the bathroom)
Travis Kennedy: "Yep." He leans
against the door frame, and turns to watch the nakedness and hugging.
Steven Thompson: ((There's still in the
bathroom door, which is off the main room, so not hard to hear. *S*))
Xu Xian: "Do you have the item?" He
asks Travis, on a bit of an edge tho it's not clear why.
Steven Thompson: He sighs and wraps his arms
around
Travis Kennedy: "Nope. You just asked
me to find it." ((per + emp on Xu))
Travis Kennedy: 3,1,6,
Jeremy Thomas: He takes a lean against the wall, where
he has a clear view of everyone. Just observing for now.
Xu Xian: "No, Travis, I said it was
~vital~ to locate this item and get it to me."
Travis Kennedy: He thinks about this.
"Oh, so you did. Well, getting it may be complicated."
Ita McNairee: *she dekes into the bathroom to
fetch a towel, offering it up along with the clothes*
Xu Xian: "How complicated?"
Xu Xian: He seems to be ignoring Steven and
Paris.
Steven Thompson: He looks to Ita, and with
great effort, extricates himself from the clinging dead kid, taking the towel
and clothes with a grateful nod. He takes
Travis Kennedy: He leans in close to Xu and
whispers.
Travis Kennedy -> Xu Xian: "Well,
it's in the house of a Master that I know."
Jeremy Thomas: Yeah, he doesn't seem too keen
on watching the naked, wet vampire boy and human hug, either. He looks over to
Xu and Travis, paying vague attention.
Jeremy Thomas: ((Per+Alert to overhear the
whisper))
Jeremy Thomas: 6,6,7,10,5,5,
Travis Kennedy: 2,9,
Ita McNairee: *ita's just watching. quiet. she
murmers to Stephen* ye reckon et'll be aulrecht darlin?
Xu Xian: He sighs. Closing his eyes, he takes a few
deep breaths and says "Thank you for locating it. Any chance you can
retrieve it?"
Travis Kennedy: "Um, maybe he'll let
you look at it. We're going to have to ask him."
Steven Thompson: He loooks over at Ita as he
dries
Xu Xian: "I doubt he'll let me. He might
let you, or someone else like you. Can you please ask him? We need that item.
Like yesterday."
Ita McNairee: thank you loves.. ah didnae kain
either.. but ah reckon ee'll be 'appier wie ye than staren o me ceilen while a
wee gypo frets. *the pikey helps pulling a shirt over the kids head, dressing
him with a wan smile*
Travis Kennedy: He frowns at Xu attitude,
"Why won't he let us? I really doubt he's going to give me some rare item
that he bought on the black market, just because I say it's important, to do
with as I please."
Ita McNairee: *the smile gets a little warmer
and she pecks
Jeremy Thomas: Black market? Great. He pops his head to either side, going for a cigarette.
Not enough nicotine tonight thuis far.
Xu Xian: "You know he bought it?" He
seems surprised. "For how much?"
Steven Thompson: He shakes his head and
smiles a little, bitterwseet, at Paris and Ita, finishing the dry job and
helping
Travis Kennedy: "Well, he bought it
from a private collector, who had bought it from someone else, who had bought
it from someone else yet, who bought it on the black market. The original price
was about two hundred, but the current owner paid about 5 grand for it. I
really doubt he'll sell it to us though. Just walk up and ask to see it. He's a
nice guy, really."
Ita McNairee: *she runs a clawed hand through
the boy's hair, slicking it back before stepping away from him and looking to
Steven*
Xu Xian: "Who?"
Travis Kennedy: "I am not naming names
here."
Xu Xian: He sighs again, exasperated.
"Then where will you?"
Travis Kennedy: "Are you going to try
and steal it, or attack him, or anything like that? I'm sworn not to do
anything that can harm this man."
Xu Xian: "I just need the fucking
papyrus!"
Jeremy Thomas: A shake of his head at
Travis's words. THAT'S gonna go over well...
Travis Kennedy: He takes a step back,
worried.
Jeremy Thomas: Whoa. Wait. He looks over at
Xu a moment. ((Per+Emp))
Jeremy Thomas: 3,8,9,7,5,6,8,
Xu Xian: 5,9,4,7,4,6,6,3,
Xu Xian -> Jeremy Thomas: He's highly
frustrated with what he views as Travis dicking around with information that is
vital to the cause.
Ita McNairee: *she doesn't know whats joing
on..but she does know that Xu's getting angry. and so her voice sings from the
bathroom* loooves..? *She smiles at Stephen and Paris, gathering
Steven Thompson: Raised voice? Xu's, even?
He tenses a little, but nods to Ita. "Thank YOU."
Jeremy Thomas: "Travis, just give the
man a phone number. Or give your guy Xu's. Something, for Christ's sake."
Xu Xian: "Jesus fucking christ," he
says, eyes boring into Travis. "If you don't fucking trust me by now to do
the right thing, why the hell are you even bothering with me?"
Ita McNairee: *A pat to steven's arm if he'll allow it,
redheaded little gypsy moving to usher the pair to the door with a soft
regretful smile* Take care o each ether..aye?
Travis Kennedy: He takes a deep breath, and continues,
"I trust you, but I needed you to know that this man is important to me.
It would be horrible if he got into trouble because of me. I'll tell you his
name then."
Steven Thompson: He does allow the
pat...this one time, at least, and he gets {aris to his feet, moving along with
Ita, leading
Xu Xian: "Do you ~think~ I'm stupid enough
to attack a man like that? Do you ~think~ I want every fucking handwaver in the
city gunning for my ass, since it's not enough to have the Setites and the
Sabbat and the Camarilla all wanting my hide?"
Travis Kennedy: He nods, "Okay. His
name is Kelton. I'll give you his address if you want."
Ita McNairee: *the dogs seem to have vamoosed
into the bedroom upon Xu's arrival, Doberman casting a shadow in the door. Ita
meanwhile moves through the triangle of hostility that is Xu/Jer/Trav.. opening
the outside door for two men.. with an exclaimation of* Och! AH kain kelton!
Xu Xian: "If you know him and like him why
don't you just fucking ask him?"
Jeremy Thomas: He looks at Steven and Paris
as they leave, offering them a small nod.
Ita McNairee: *and thats all she has to say
about that. then again. she lnows A kelton. but really.. everyone supernatural
knew everyone supernatural it seemed.. the pikey smiles to stephen and Paris*
G'necht lads. be carefy
Steven Thompson: "Good night, Ita.
...thank you." He nods to Jeremy, then looks to Xu. No time to interrupt
now. He makes to head out the door with
Travis Kennedy: He takes another step back,
"Ask him to just hand over something he just bought a little while ago?
The first question he is going to ask is 'Why?' You know the answer to that,
and I don't. Ask him yourself if you don't want me to know that kind of
stuff."
Xu Xian: "Tell him I'll give him ten grand
for it. Or barring that, one grand for a look and a facsimile of it." And
with that he turns and heds out the door before he loses his temper.
Travis Kennedy: "Okay..."
Ita McNairee: Darlins darlins darlins. *one
for each of them as the door clicks shut..but she promptly skitters out of Xu's
way as he looks to be leaving*..och.. good necht loves. be carefy.
Paris Bennet: He starts to wave goodbye, but
freezes as Xu stalks his way. He quickly backtracks out of the giant's path,
into the hallway.
Xu Xian: He heads down the stairs, jaw pulsing,
doing his best to remind himself not to blame Travis, the kid isn't trained,
it's not his fault.
Steven Thompson: He backs up into the
hallway as well, though much calmer then Paris did.
Travis Kennedy: He slides back against the
wall again. Holy hell.
Xu Xian: He hits the street and puts the box in
his pocket, pulling out his smokes and lighting up, glancing around to spot any
potential problems on the street before heading to his car.
Ita McNairee: *she sighs and shuts the door
again, looking at her flatmates* an than there was three,
Xu Xian: 9,6,5,5,4,9,7,
Steven Thompson: Once out the door, he heads
downstairs with Paris, giving Xu a little bit of leeway. He hits the bottom and
does a quick look around, then heads to his beater car.
Paris Bennet: He follows along with Steven,
looking up at him tentatively, but smiling. He's back with Father. All is well
in the world of the kid.
Steven Thompson -> Xu Xian: No ambushes
from my end. :)
Jeremy Thomas: He looks at Ita and Travis.
"Well now. That was...an interesting night."
Xu Xian: He watches Steven get into his car
with Paris, and waits for them to drive off before getting into his own
vehicle.
Ita McNairee: aye! didnae 'ave tae stake nae
wans *looks inordinately releived, leaning on the door*
Steven Thompson: And drive off they do,
heading off toward Uptown.
Xu Xian: And he heads off into the night.
(thanks for the scene guys)
Travis Kennedy: He sighs and looks tired.
Paris Bennet: ((Thanks, Singha! Killing my
two extraneous nicks now))
Jeremy Thomas: "Nope. No staking at all.
And no shooting, either. I'd call that a successful night, all things
considered."
Ita McNairee: ye aulrecht travis darlin? *she
looks over to him. nibbling her lip*
Travis Kennedy: "I'm tired. I'm going
to bed."
Ita McNairee: Aulrecht darlin. goodnecht aye?
*she smiles warmly to the hermetic ans moves to lean on her boyfriend*
Jeremy Thomas: He nods to Travis. "Get
some sleep, man. You've earned it, from the sound of it." He wraps an arm
around Ita.