Mercury: Surly: "I dance several hours a
day when I don't have a gig. That, and screwing a lot tends to help
flexibility." Now he notices Joshua and grins. "Yo, Joshua. 'Sup." Sniffs the
air. "Where'd ya get the coffee?"
Joshua Coil: I could beat you, *he says
calmly to Mercury.* Though you do fight well. *A calm, polite assessment. It
seems he is in a good mood. He takes another sip of his coffee. It smells
gingerbread-y.*
Joshua Coil: Cafe across the street.
They've got out their gingerbread lattes. *He smiles a little bit.* T'is the
season. *Sip.*
Surly: *smirks to Josh* want to play, too?
*keeping herself moving. for one, it is cold. for another, she's not exhausted
yet with the working out. never mind it seems to have stalled.*
J.T. Sincaid: *what the...where'd that guy
come from. He looks over to Joshua and his disturbing voice* No one
important...*he can't help raising an eyebrow as he continues to look upon the
man, as if he can't believe such a strange sound came from a person*
Mercury: A strange frowny expression at
JOshua's voice; that's new. Surly: He quirks a brow and smirks. "I'm hot. Yup.
Hot as hell."
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Surly.* I'd
have to disarm, and I don't have much time. Just got off work, heading to...
more work.
Mercury: Joshua: "We should spar some time.
Can't believe we haven't yet...gingerbread lattes? Ewgh, sounds horrible, I have
to try it."
Mercury: He leans down and picks up his
leather jacket, breath steaming in the cold air as he slips it back on, covering
the majority of the tats.
Joshua Coil: It's really good, *he
insists.* They have these new mocha almond lattes as well, though I'm leery
about trying it.
J.T. Sincaid: *he stands a bit awkwardly and
runs a hand through his wild hair. These guys can't be Glasswalkers...at least
he prays they aren't*
Surly: *shudders at Merc* sex. count me out on
that score. dancing, i can do. preferably in the pit. i maintain that your
hotness factor can be remedied with cold meds. *makes a face at Josh, seeming to
be honestly disappointed* damn. one of these days, we will scrap. i may get my
ass kicked, but it'll be a blast. *a laugh. a real one*
Joshua Coil: I was flexible before, *he
offers with an arched eyebrow. And again, he looks over to the stranger.* Who's
the new guy?
Mercury: "I want an eggnog latte. That'd be
cool." He braces against a tree and stretches out a hamstring.
Surly: *smirks* try the Christmas Blend
Licorice Chai. lots of cream, no sugar--you won't need it. *abruptly drops and
begins pushups* just don't make it too strong.
J.T. Sincaid: I'm J.T. *he says with a nod*
Just uh...arrived in the area. I roll with the Glasswalkers. *he just takes a
leap and assumes that the others are Garou, if they weren't and they had that
kind of angry vibe around them he'd be hamburger already*
Mercury: Joshua: "His name's J.T." He stops
stretching and regards J.T. anew. "Says he came to check out this park. Think
that means something?"
Joshua Coil: Huh, *he says thoughtfully.*
I'm not a big chai fan myself. But coffee... coffee is worth killing for.
Simon Gentle: The immaculately
dressed man moves into the park with a sure sense of self confidence that comes
from years of success. Or just alot of luck. He's dressed in the finest of
suits, with a wool over coat that nearly reaches the ground. His eyes are dark
and so is his hair, but his distrubingly handsome features are hardly marred by
the almost feral quality in his walk.
Joshua Coil: *His eyes widen slightly, and
he looks back to J.T.* Is that so?
Mercury: And he grimaces. "DUDE!" He takes
a quick look around, then makes a grab for the guy's shoulder, avoidable if he
wants. "Shut UP! This isn't the place."
Surly: keep the coffee. *punctuating her words
with pushups* i'll take the tea. coffe makes me morph into a bitch.
Joshua Coil: *He looks over to
Mercury.* No need to overreact.
Joshua Coil: *He smirks at Surly's words.*
So how can you tell if you've been drinking coffee?
J.T. Sincaid: Whoa..*he jumps back avoiding
he grab* Sorry...I didn't know it wasn't cool.. *his tone is apologetic, he
certainly gives off the vibe that all this is new to him*
Joshua Coil: Careful, *he mutters.* Family
around here is not forgiving. Know your rules.
Surly: *for once, she actually decides to
be...nice* Merc, chill. he wants to admit he's in a 'gang', let him. *rolls
herself back upright and begins balancing on one foot, while punching. cold gaze
settling on Simon for a moment*
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 4,5,10,10,5,
Simon Gentle: Simon seems to
know where he is going is actually heading towards the small gathering with a
little smile curling his slips.
Joshua Coil: *His head swivels in the
direction Surly is looking, and he grunts in greeting.*
Surly: *laughs at Josh and shows him her "pet
bird"* easy--when i'm in bitch mode, i punch before i start insulting.
Joshua Coil: *His newspaper remains under
his arm. But the hand of said arm slides under his coat.*
J.T. Sincaid: *he's a bit overwhelmed and
doesn't see the other man approaching. He rolls his shoulders in another nervous
gesture. Please tell me not everyone here is so weird he pleads silently to a
higher power*
Mercury: J.T.: "Yeah, new people come in,"
he mumbles, "think the whole damn place is safe. It's not." He rolls his
shoulders, a nice sharp popping sound of his neck, but the moment is over, and
he finally nods over at J.T. "Me, too. Full," he mumbles, pointing with his eyes
to the presently-crescent moon. "But I'm mellow tonight."
Mercury: He shuts up and looks over at
Simon approaching. Wolfish grin.
Joshua Coil: Me too, *he says with a
shrug.* Mostly. *Weird? HIM? He's NORMAL, dammit!*
Paige Nightsong:
Not too far off where there are some gathered, the girl is in a nice grassy
area, dressed warmly in sweats, dancing to nothing at all. But at closer look
perhaps, the tiny earbuds cord can be seen extending downward and under her
sweat top.
Simon Gentle: The tall and
broad shouldered man nods to them, each in kind with a slightly lower nod to
Surly before he looks to JT. "I am so glad that I could meet up and thank you
for your donation." he says with a deep and thick new york accent.
Surly: *moves over to shut off the boombox,
which has begun replaying the CD anyway. and then balances on the other foot
while practicing punches*
Joshua Coil: *His hand remains under his
coat, watching. Ever careful to the stranger. But when there is recognition, it
slips free, and he takes another sip of his coffee.*
Mercury: He nods back to Simon, thinking he
should know who he is.
Surly: *eyes the newest man as she pops her
neck. then back. then fingers, one by one.*
J.T. Sincaid: Donation? *he seems confused
for a moment* Oh..yeah..no problem. *he looks over Simon in his immaculate
clothing and almost instantly feels smaller. This guy probably wipes his ass
with $100 dollar bills* You're Simon? *he makes another leap in logic having
called the man on the phone a few days ago, perhaps recognizing his voice*
Joshua Coil: *A pause, as his mind
clicks. And his eyes widen slightly. His head lowers, and turns to the side,
submissive moment.*
Simon Gentle: ((PM me if you
need/want a memory jog : ) ))
Paige Nightsong:
The girl is trying a running handstand double flip, giving herself plenty of
room to get a head start. But as she gets part way through the stand, she
suddenly lets go of one arm and softly tumbles onto the ground, and she starts
rubbing frantically at the small of her back as she sits on the ground.
Simon Gentle: His voice was
indeed familar, and he nods to JT. "Indeed I am, but everything that helps the
Park and the homless is welcome." and then he glances around to the others. "I
am sorry if I am intruding."
Joshua Coil: No, sir, of course not, *he
says gruffly.* I have to get back to work.
Mercury: Ohhhh! He grins a little
sheepishly, and though no one could exactly call him submissive towards Simon,
he definitely has a respectful stance.
Surly: *shakes her head as the girl falls
over, then eyes Simon without much recognition. hasn't kicked his ass yet*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She saunters her
way into the park, her walk easy, relaxed. A little grin is on her face, snark
at the standard, acceptable level...maybe a bit higher then usual. She hums a
snippet of a Stephen Lynch song as she makes her way into the park.
A woman walks by, drawing the attention of many of the nearby men, and some of
the women. Standing at 5’9” and a touch under her ideal weight at 125 pounds,
her dusky skin and ebony hair, which falls freely to her mid-back, indicates
Hispanic blood, possibly mixed with Native American. Her body is lithe, the kind
many women would kill for, and well-proportioned underneath her black leather
pants and matching tank-top. A brown duster and knee-high steel-toed Doc Martins
complete the ensemble. Her eyes are a smoky brown, filled with a mischievous
humor. She walks along, seemingly oblivious of others around her, excepting a
casual appraising glance at the men around. She gives off an aura akin to a
playful predator, on the hunt for something to bat around.
J.T. Sincaid: *is thankful Simon is
intruding he at least seems normal. He dips his head respectfully to the leader
of the local Walkers* Good to meet you officially. *he offers his hand out to
Simon, certainly meeting such a man is worthy of a handshake*
Joshua Coil: *He does not interrupt,
simply... keeps his eyes on the surroundings.*
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 3,8,6,6,3,
Surly: *and yet another person. eyes Reyna as
she slides slowly into a split. yeah, cold, snow on the ground, leather pants.
who cares?*
Mercury: Friendly grin at J.T. as all is
made official as far as Merc is concerned, and the faux pas of before is
forgotten by the rambunctious Walker.
Joshua Coil: *Of course he notes the woman
doing... backflips? Odd. He swallows, making the scar move a bit with the motion
of his throat. And he notes Reyna as well. No... real acknowledgment, at
least... not until it seems it is safe to leave without showing disrespect.*
Simon Gentle: Simon nods, still
glancing around at the small gathering breifly before back to JT and the offered
hand. A charming smile parts his lips as he accepts it. "A pleasure, and I do
wish to be of any assistance in getting situated."
Paige Nightsong:
She rubs a few more times, then gets back up again, pushing the shirt back down
and pushes at the MP3 player, trying it again.
Surly: *begins attempting to lay her torso
flat against each leg, then the ground in front of herself. back up. and repeat*
Paige Nightsong:
d10: : 2,8,2,1,3,10,3,
J.T. Sincaid: *he nods again to Simon again
with the utmost respect* I'm fairly settled thank you. I'd like to offer my
assistance to you, if you have need of..*he searches for a word formality is a
bit foreign to him* someone of my standing.
Paige Nightsong:
She is certainly having a bad night, highly distracted maybe, and only gets a
very bad backflip off, and gets to her feet, a little off balance.
Mercury: J.T.: "I know lots of people you
can meet. Pretty cool place around here." Now seems eager to take the other one
into his confidence, all Ragey friendliness.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She glances up
toward the group of people, eyes falling on Joshua. She gives a little grin and
makes her way toward the group...nothing overt about it, though.
Joshua Coil: Family is everywhere, *he
mutters.* you just have to know where to look.
Mercury: He looks over at Reyna as she
approaches and gives her a grin and a nod.
Surly: *sneers at Reyna. and sighs again at
the backflip chick, shaking her head*
J.T. Sincaid: *he looks past Mercury towards
Reyna as she approaches, he stares for a second and then shakes his head before
finding the words to respond to the large man with a bit of a laugh* I'm sure
the people you know are -most- interesting. I dig the city so far..
Simon Gentle: Simon grins a bit
to Joshua and Merc before nodding back to JT. "We shall see, though getting to
know people will be a good beginning."
Joshua Coil: *No beatings, no anger. It's
a good thing. He nods to Reyna as well.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She gives a grin
and nod to Mercury...Surly gets a wink. Paige, for her part, is regarded with
amusement.
Surly: *rises gracefully and stretches a bit
more. then snags her vest, shrugging into it. and looking around for her damn
ponytail tie*
Joshua Coil: Sorry about the added
security, sir, *he says in his scratched voice to Simon.* I just got off work.
Paige Nightsong:
She takes some deep breaths again, flipping at the MP3 player. Scratch scratch
scratch again, a small wince at perhaps scratching too hard, then rubbing at the
same place through her top.
Mercury: J.T.: Chuckles. "You don't know
the half of it. You've kinda met Joshua. He's cool, hell of a fighter from what
I hear, and always knows where to find the best coffee in the city. Surly, over
there. I'd say her bark is worse than her bite, but her bite is vicious, too."
Said as a compliment. "This is Reyna, don't know her too well, but she can be
wicked fun to hang with."
J.T. Sincaid: *he nods again to Simon*
Alright, I'll be around, easy to contact if the need arises. *feels like an
idiot talking to the leader of the local Glasswalkers so casually. *
Surly: *snickers at Reyna's wink and shakes
her head again. this time to get the hair out of her face.* yo, Joshua. that
cafe have decent salad? *arches a brow at the man*
Mercury:
d10: spot Paige: 6,2,2,10,3,8,
Surly: *smirks to Merc* hell no. my bite's
much worse than my bite. *chuckles*
Paige Nightsong:
One more time and if she couldn't get it, she'd call it a night for the practice
routine.
Paige Nightsong:
d10: : 7,5,6,5,9,3,5,
Mercury: He takes some vague notice of
Paige some short distance away, a momentary curiousity, but doesn't pay too much
attention. He missed the tumbles.
J.T. Sincaid: *he laughs quietly again as he
looks back to Mercury, still showing his nervousness around the others of his
kin* So...coffee and brawling? That's how you all get your kicks? *no pun
intended*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Joshua gets a grin
as well...no words, as he's busy with the Fam bigwig. She looks to Mercyiry and
chuckles. "Thanks, Merc. I know, I'm the fuckin' bomb." She looks to J.T. and
nods to him. "Hola."
Paige Nightsong:
Stepping back, she gave it another go, running into a handstand, with two back
flips. Much smoother this time, landing solidly on both feet and on balance.
Mercury: Surly: "Nah, but you do give it a
hell of a try."
Surly: *suddenly yells to the tumbler* good
one that time. and then turns to JT without missing a beat* these two think they
can scrap. *smirks* i teach fighting.
Joshua Coil: *He pauses.* Sometimes I go
to the firing range as well. *He smiles faintly, and finishes off his coffee. He
lowers his free hand, and barely brushes it against Reyna's side as she passes.
The barest glancing touch.*
J.T. Sincaid: *he gives Reyna a half smile,
tries not to leer at her and responds in a friendly tone* Hi, I'm J.T. *he
introduces himself for the 4th time in the last 30 minutes*
Michelle (Rauko): ((cans jump?))
Mercury: J.T.: "Depends on what you're
into. For leisure time, yeah. Also clubbing, dancing, screwing, plenty to do
around here in our off hours."
Paige Nightsong:
Paige glances up, hearing someone she thought calling to her, so gives a bow for
good measure in the general area she thinks it came from.
Simon Gentle: Simon nods some
to Reyna as she comes up but remains calm for now, offering a slight smile to
Joshua at the mention of security but he just remains an observer for the
moment.
J.T. Sincaid: *he raises an eyebrow when
Surly declares that she teaches fighting, hmm he should've guess that.* I
uh...teach guitar *he says with a bit of a laugh, clearly not as glorious as
being a martial arts instructor*
Surly: *flips off Merc* try, my nonexistant
left nut. one of these days, going to prove it to you. *a short laugh. not,
actually, offended. hey, she gives out so much shit, she might as well be able
to take it in return*
Mercury: Sniffs at Surly. "I can punch. I
just need some finesse."
Surly: *shrugs to JT* everyone's got to do
something. *smirks*
Paige Nightsong:
d10: perc + alert: 8,10,8,6,3,7,9,
J.T. Sincaid: I'm into music *he says to
Mercury* Not all about techno, I'm kinda just waiting in limbo for metal to make
a comeback *he says with another less nervous laugh*
Paige Nightsong:
She does spot Mercury, but he looked kinda busy, so goes back to doing a small
dance routine, minus the flips and handstands.
Mercury: Throws in, "I've been thinking of
teaching dance. Why the hell not? In a few years, I'll probably be too old to
shake my booty on stage myself anyway. Gotta think of settling down about then,
raise some kids, have a different career to fall back on." Laughs at the thought
of it.
Surly: which is why, you poor uneducated lout,
i'm going to teach you a few things. polish those rough edges and shit. *laughs,
giving Merc a tight grin*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The touch is not
reacted to visually, but is reciprocated. She nods to J.T., grinning. "Nice to
meet ya, J.T."
.T. Sincaid: Thanks for making me feel so
good about myself. *he says to Surly in response to her smirk. He laughs again
at his self-depreciating joke*
Mercury: J.T.: "Metal ain't dead, but it's
kind of morphed into something else. I mean, hell, even Metallica isn't
Metallica anymore. The days of Motorhead and Iron Maiden are, regrettably, the
golden oldies now."
Simon Gentle: "Please excuses
me, I need to tend to some other business." and then takes off with a nod to the
gathering towards the Heart of the Caern at a casual pace.
Mercury: He gives Surly a low bow. "I am
yours to mold into a fighting machine."
Michelle (Rauko): ((hmmmm...)) *well she
was meadning,staying away of everyone, just walking through, quietly*
Michelle (Rauko): *she is a smallish
teenager, near her sixteen. Dirty blond, curly hair falls to her shoulders,
generally loose, eyes peer unsurely towards the world, seeming kin, but not
secure. Her frame is slender, almost small. Her hands are delicate, of large
fingers, and oddly long fingernails, even though they seem to be kept short they
have a long ness to them. Though what most call the attention are her eyes, they
look almost yellowish, like those of a wolf, with a slight red circle around the
yellow, before the white of the eyes. Her teeth seem slightly large too,
specially the canines. Despite this she still seems to draw the attention of the
eye, with her delicacy, and her instinctive shyness, that seems to give her an
exotic kind of prettiness.* http://www.geocities.com/furygodess/Rauko.html
Joshua Coil: All the good music existed
before 1970 anyway, *he says with a shrug.* And movies too.
J.T. Sincaid: *he opens his jacket briefly to
reveal his Slayer t-shirt complete with pentagram logo* Don't get me started on
Metallica...they're just embarrassing themselves now, hard to sound angry when
you're unbelievably rich.
Mercury: He nods to Simon. "Laterz." But
it's said with respect, as much as he can put into a single word. Glances over
at Paige again. She's really familiar.
Surly: *shudders* gross. crotch droppings. i'm
never spawning unless someone figures out how to drug me long enough to squirt
one out. and then whoever did it better gack me, or i'm going to reduce them to
component parts. with my fingers and lots of washing the blood off with salted
vinegar. *perfectly calm, perfectly serious about such plans*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "SO not true," she
says to Joshua, eyes narrowing over her grin. "Take that that about the movies."
J.T. Sincaid: *he nods to Simon as the man
walks off. He almost says "Nice to meet you" but that just sounds too lame in
his head so the nod will have to do*
Mercury: J.T.: "I knew they were dead when
the hair was cut. I saw 'em in concern with Suicidal Tendencies, and let me tell
ya, Suicidal put on a show and Metallica just wasn't the same."
Joshua Coil: *He smiles faintly.* Okay,
that movie with the dragon fighting in it that you made me watch was kinda neat.
*Yes. It has no name. And yes, that is what he remembers about it.*
Paige Nightsong:
Scratch scratch scratch through the top of the shirt, and a sigh. Time to head
to the store and get some hydrocortisone for the itching. She starts out away
from the park to an exit.
Mercury: Surly: "They aren't so bad,
actually. I usedta think kids were totally lame, but then I got to hang around
with some, giving the 'stay clean' lectures to warn them not to end up looking
like me, and ya'know, they're pretty cool. It's going to be a challenge to
figure out how I'm going to father them, but I'll work it out." He peers at her
thoughtfully. "But it'd suck to have to actually push 'em out of my own body
like women have to."
Surly: *grunts to Simon by way of farewell.
smirks at JT again* so, learn some combat. you can fight and teach guitar at teh
same time. *nods to Merc* lookign forward to teaching you. and you teaching me
this fencing stuff. * a short laugh* don't worry--in the ring there is only one
Master. when i teach, that's me. when you do, it's you.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She raises her
eyebrow, then sighs, shaking her head in mock sadness. "You're hopeless, you
know that?"
Mercury: OH! He suddenly remembers. "YO!
Paige!"
J.T. Sincaid: Black Album was their last
gasp, great record, but every band rusts eventually. I'd have been happier if
they all died in a plane crash instead of ruining their legacy with awful album
after awful album.
Paige Nightsong:
d10: : 7,3,3,5,1,10,9,
Joshua Coil: What? *he says.* I remember
that. And the annoying children in front of us correcting what was different
about the ... book?
J.T. Sincaid: I can scrap. *he says to Surly*
Not well..but I've taken a few punches to the jaw in my day. *he seems to find
the idea of brawling amusing, clearly he's never been in a real fight*
Paige Nightsong:
She stops thinking she heard her name, then looks around for a moment, before
walking back from where she had been.
Mercury: J.T.: "They should have quit when
they were ahead. This is Paige, she'd kind of new to everything." He says this
before the woman even approaches.
Surly: i use music in teadching a lot, and to
work out. my tastes vary, but usually i'm looking for a good, solid beat.
beginner classes i usually try to get riled by making them listen to bad country
rock or some kind of classical march.
Michelle (Rauko): ((fle))
Mercury: Waves madly at Paige.
Paige Nightsong:
She heads over toward him once she sees the waving
arms.
Surly: *shakes her head to Merc* no. not
happening in my case. i will not turn into a baby factory. *cold eyes flash
darkly at the thought* mm-hmm. *eyes JT* right. you and i will have a go
sometime and you can show me.
J.T. Sincaid: Oh...hey, I'm J.T. *he says to
Paige when she approaches their little gathering. Maybe these guys aren't so
bad...well that dude with the raspy voice is still weirding him out and he's
unsure of what to think about the badass girl brawler. She's kinda cute..he
quickly pushes such crazy thoughts aside*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I meant in general
about movies, hon." She smirks. "I have a lot of work to do."
Mercury: "Yo. Paige, right? 'Sup?"
J.T. Sincaid: I'm uh...looking forward to it?
*he says to Surly with a laugh at the prospect of sparring with her*
Paige Nightsong:
She is a bit surprised by the greeting, but doesn't mind. "Hi, I'm Paige," nice
honey sounding southern drawl. "Hi Mercury."
Surly: *eyes Josh and Reyna* Bruce Li.
*smirks* start there. ease him into it. *a sudden blink* huh....come to think of
it, last movie i saw was an old Bruce Li flick. *shrugs*
Mercury: He's pleased. "You remember me!"
Like a huge, tattooed, pierced Cherokee is easy to forget.
Surly: *gives JT a slow, evil grin* so am i.
*cracking her knuckles ominiously. without seemign to notice she's doing so.
looks Paige up and down slwoly*
Paige Nightsong:
"Yes, easy enough name to remember. The planet, or the name of a singer."
J.T. Sincaid: Maybe you can just kick me
in the nuts now and we can save you the effort of driving my face into the
asphalt. *he says to Surly as he raises his eyebrows in response to her
disturbing grin*
Joshua Coil: Oh, *he says, thoughtfully.
And he wrinkles his nose, trying to think of any good movies in the past thirty
years.* But ... there ... aren't.
Surly: *snickers at Merc* from Queen.
Mercury: "AH!" He shudders violently. "No,
no, no, I am *nothing* like Freddie Mercury. Well, *one* thing maybe, but
nothing else!"
Joshua Coil: Oh, *he says, and looks up.*
One of the very few martial artists from television or movies that actually KNEW
martial arts.
Mercury: Surly: "If you kindly forget she
said that, I will buy you your coffee for the next month."
Surly: *nods to Reyna* id've liked to fight
him, see if he really was as good as he looked in the movies. *gives JT that
same grin again* nah. i'll make you work for that treat. i never just kick
someone in the balls--no fun.
Paige Nightsong:
She laughs softly, nodding to Surly then Mercury.
Surly: *snorts to Merc* i don't drink it
unless there's literally nothing else around. like i said, it makes me too
bitchy.
J.T. Sincaid: Damn, and here I was looking
forward to getting it over quickly *he says with a laugh, clearly he's joking*
Mercury: "Tea then. I'll buy your TEA for a
month."
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Surly.*
If you're looking for a fight, I think I have a moment to scrap.
Surly: *eyes Merc. for her, playful* just be
glad i don't waste my cash buying other people tshirts, or i'd get you a Queen
one. prefeably pink or rainbow tiedye.
Paige Nightsong:
She winds up the cord for her earbuds and slips it into the pocket of her
sweatpants. Then looks around at the others who she doesn't really seem to know,
but waits to see if there was a reason Mercury wanted her to come over.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "You..." She looks
to Joshua. "...are setting yourself up for a week-long film marathon. And if you
keep it up...you'll have to sit through it without coffee." An idle threat, of
course...but one she makes sounds fierce. She'd never deprive them of coffee.
Surly: *laughs at Merc* deal. consider it
forgotten. *grins to JT* nothing worth anything is easy....*and turns to Josh,
eyes lighting up* you're on. here all right?
Joshua Coil: *His eyes widen.* You know
how I get off of coffee. It's almost savage, *he says, with a pout that would...
okay, so it's not an impressive pout at all. But he's trying.*
Paige Nightsong:
Rub rub again at the back of the shirt, at least not as itchy.
Surly: *eyes Paige* you got migratory crabs or
something? *blinks*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Fine then.
Christmas to New Year's Movie Marathon. WITH coffee...if you behave, and stop
knocking modern cinema."
J.T. Sincaid: So I've been told. *he says
to Surly, should he be intimidated by this chic? Gah, that's so lame* Well, let
me know when you want to throw down, perhaps you can teach me a thing or ten.
Paige Nightsong:
"Huh?" she gives a very puzzled look.
Joshua Coil: Sure, *he says with a shrug
to Surly.*
Mercury: "Pink..." Shudders at the thought.
Joshua Coil: Fine, *he says with a slight
huff, and removes his coat. Brr. Cold. But it needs to come off so he can take
off the suit jacket. And THAT needs to come off so he can remove the harness
with the two 9mm pistols. The guns are put down in the coat, and he shivers
again.* It's cold. But I think I can manage.
Mercury: ((I'm going to have to extract
myself with this scene. Have a scene coming up I need to focus on. *hugs
around.*)) "I'll say my goodbyes, taking Rei to dinner then another dull gallery
walk. See ya."
Surly: *nods to JT* deal. i'm still concious
after taking on Mr. Movie Trivia here, you're next. *is that a threat or an
invitation? shrugs to Paige* never mind. *turns to Josh and strips off the vest
and rings. rigns go in her duffel* you're packing, you said. you can store them
in my bag for the duration.
J.T. Sincaid: *opens his eyes wide when
Joshua pulls out two hand-guns. He makes a note to try and not piss that guy
off*
Surly: ((awwww! *chuckles and hugs Merc-p
tight* see ya soon, hun! *skotc*)) Merc, give me a callt o set up lesson times.
card, here. *the bag again. reaches into a pocket for a card and tosses it in
his general direction, most of her attention now on the upcoming spar*
Joshua Coil: *He pauses.* I think Reyna
can watch them.
Paige Nightsong:
She sighs softly figuring out that there's going to be some sparring. Not in the
mood for this sorta thing anyway. And now tht Mercury was leaving she definitely
didn't feel all that comfortable around most of these people she had no idea who
they were.
J.T. Sincaid: Well, I have an appointment to
keep. Nice meeting you all, I'm sure we'll cross paths again. *he nods to the
lot of them and then begins to move along down the paved path again* (Gotta run,
I will perhaps be back later. Thanks for the rp everyone!)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She reaches out to
take the coat from Joshua, holding them for him, and she sits back to watch.
Should be interesting...
Surly: ((*G* see ya, JT!))
Mercury: He grabs the card and pockets it.
"Thanks. I'll call to find out your favorite tea, and bring it along." Heads
out.
Paige Nightsong:
Quietly she slips off away from them, rubbing again at her back.
Surly: *gives Merc a thumbs' up.* Queen's
blend, followed by jasmine green tea followed by green tea Chai. you probably
won't be able to find the first. *eyes on Josh as she steps back slowly, lips
already beginning to curve into a manic smile*
Joshua Coil: *He twists his head slightly
the crack noise almost unpleasant to listen to. But he straightens, and faces
off with Surly.* Nothing below the belt. This is just a spar, *he says calmly.*
Mercury: ((~poof~))
Joshua Coil: *And the newb leaving too.
huh. He'd have to keep that in mind.*
Surly: *nods to Josh* all right. any other
rules? like, kicking allowed? no biting, though. and how far we going? beat each
other senseless, first blood, or stop when one of us gets in a blow that would
kill if we weren't holding back that last edge.
Joshua Coil: ((*mentally blames Smithy for
Josh even THINKING newb*))
Joshua Coil: Kicking is all right. No
biting. I'll try not to knock you out, though if you do to me it should be fine,
just get me to an isolated area in case I wake up angry.
Surly: *nods* yo, chick whose name i forgot.
*this means Reyna, of course* i manage to lay him out, you feel like helping me
drag his heavy ass off somewhere? *chuckles, flexing various body parts gently,
ensuring she's still warmed enough for a good fight*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks between
Surly and Joshua, grinning a little. This should be good.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "It's Reyna." She
nods to Surly. "If you knock his ass out, I'll help drag him off...and dinner's
on me." A wink to Joshua.
Joshua Coil: So if I lose, she gets
dinner. What do I get if I win? *Sort of a rhetorical question it seems, as he
finishes up stretching, and clenches fists.*
Surly: Reyna. *nods* doubt you'll be buying
dinner....*her grin wicked. eyes blazing* but it won't be for me not trying
hard. *see? she HAS learned something about Garou!!*
Misty Greymoore: slender, graceful, always
watching and curious, with fastidiously clean habits and always clothing of deep
blacks and purples and greens; usually laces and silks, very much a goth. Lace
goth at that. Eyeliner. A pentacle on a tight necklace always there, as well.
Wrapped up very warmly in the subzero (with wind chill), and her parasol is
open, over one shoulder.
Surly: *rolls her shoulders, then her neck*
ready when you are, Movie Man.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "If you win,
Joshua...I won't make you watch 'Glitter.'"
Joshua Coil: *A punch is thrown at that. There is NO way he's watching ANYTHING called Glitter.*
Misty Greymoore: The parasol is still
being twirled, the young gothling wandering idly along the paths. Just wherever
she feels like. And when hearing a couple of comments, and seeing two squaring
up ... a yawn, teeth bright white between dark lips, and a slow, swaying strut.
Deliberate.
Joshua Coil:
d10: dex+brawl: 2,4,7,3,4,8,7,
Surly: ((i really need to see that flick some
time to discover for myself how bad it is. although based on the reviews, i'll
hide the sharp pointy objects and keep a bucket near my chair.))
Joshua Coil:
d10: dam: 4,2,1,1,5,8,
Surly: *attempts to duck under his punch,
fighting the natural urge to go for the jewels on the way down*
Joshua Coil: *The punch is planned, though
perhaps it slips just a bit, his fist not tightened quite enough to really leave
a bruise.*
Surly:
d10: dex/dodge: 3,5,5,9,7,2,8,5,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((It's HORRIBLE. Laughably so...lots of fun to mock)) She glances back at Misty for a moment...but the fight more has her attention.
Joshua Coil: *Or to slip. Giving him an
overhand shot, and he goes for it.*
Joshua Coil:
d10: dex+brawl: 6,7,9,7,5,4,2,
Misty Greymoore: Wander. Wander. Idly moving
along, and the parasol brought down, and furled quickly and smoothly, tucked
under an arm. A three-quarter coat fully buttoned. And eyeing the first punch
with something close to interest, quickening her step (Yadda. Fae. Enchanted.
PM. Yadda)
Surly: *another attempted dodge, a roll to the
left*
Surly:
d10: d/d: 2,8,6,7,6,2,9,10,
Surly:
d10: reroll : 5,
Joshua Coil: *It's irritating. She
keeps moving when he knows his punches are right on target.*
Surly: ((*L* must see it, then. *BG*))
*doesn't even notice Misty. focused entirely on Josh*
Joshua Coil:
d10: dex+brawl: 2,7,1,5,9,6,7,
Surly: *grinning maniacally, cold eyes
blazing. this is Life to her*
Misty Greymoore: She stands on tiptoe,
leaning towards Reyna, speaking quietly so as not to distract them "It's like
dodgeball, only more so. She's not even swinging"
Surly: *this time, she tries to eat the
blow, launching out with a punch of her own, from the crouch she came out of
from the roll*
Joshua Coil:
d10: dam: 4,4,7,10,9,5,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Give 'im time,"
she says with a chuckle to Misty, before calling out to Joshua. "Mariah Carey's
gonna be singing for you, hon...and trying to act, too..."
Surly:
d10: d/brawl: 10,3,5,10,5,4,2,1,
Surly:
d10: tens: 1,4,
Surly:
d10: soak: 2,8,4,
Misty Greymoore: "That's just cruel" She
plants the ferrule on the floor and watches the pair, eyeliner'd irises fixed,
but her mouth still moving "Why Mariah?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "'cause I'm
evil." A wink to Misty.
Surly:
d10: dmg: 2,7,4,
Joshua Coil:
d10: soak: 2,4,7,
Joshua Coil: *Now the battle is joined.
Now he seems to be enjoying himself as well. He rotates, going in with the left
hook.*
Joshua Coil:
d10: dex+brawl: 2,3,6,1,4,9,8,
Misty Greymoore: "There's evil, then there's
that. God. Why not subject him to the Olsen twins while you're at it?" A
superlative sniff "Or just provide the razor?"
Surly: *still grinning despite his nice blow.
and she returns the favor by aiming for his midsection.*
Surly:
d10: d/b: 7,5,5,4,8,5,6,6,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Olsen twins are
for when he pisses me off." She grins to Misty, and looks back to the fight.
Surly:
d10: dmg: 9,7,6,7,4,6,
Surly:
d10: soak: 5,3,2,
Joshua Coil:
d10: dam: 3,5,4,5,2,
Joshua Coil:
d10: soak: 6,2,8,
Joshua Coil: *That punch seems to wind him
just a bit, but his eyes focus... no fury, just strength. Good moon for it. He
doesn't hesitate in returning the favour, going for two now.*
Joshua Coil:
d10: punch : 9,9,6,5,2,
Joshua Coil:
d10: punch : 5,3,4,10,
Misty Greymoore: "So this is you being nice?"
A sculpted brow raises, but she doesn't move from watching the fight. "Wow. What
else lurks in that subconscious?" A sigh, shouldering the parasol and sending
specks of dirt forwards as it's flicked from the soil "And they always look like
such -nice- people"
Joshua Coil: ((WP spent to ignore wound
penalties))
Surly: *takes it like a woman and swings back*
Surly:
d10: d/b: 3,9,4,4,1,7,8,6,
Joshua Coil:
d10: dam: 10,8,5,6,6,9,
Joshua Coil:
d10: Dam: 8,5,6,10,
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "You SO don't
wanna know..."
Surly:
d10: dmg: 1,9,10,4,7,
Surly:
d10: st soak: 4,4,5,8,
Surly:
d10: nd soak: 9,2,9,5,
Joshua Coil:
d10: soak: 9,7,1,
Misty Greymoore: She twists, blinks once, and then, quite firmly, tucks an arm through Reyna's. Speaking quietly, and surely, certainty in every styllable "But I do"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Hon, they
always say that at first." She grins to Misty, giving her a wink, then looks
back to the fight.
Joshua Coil: *A quick, hard right, is
followed by a short jab into her gut. His eyes don't seem so hardened. Lighter,
perhaps. This is FUN.*
Surly: *her grins widens even as her breath
nearly gets knocked out of her. staggering back to try and dodge* (WP to ignore
wound penalties))
Surly:
d10: d/d: 4,5,6,7,1,5,6,1,
Misty Greymoore: Eyes back to the fight, and
she keeps up the same, insinuating and quiet tone. Hooking the parasol onto her
forearm as it crosses her body, one arm through Reyna's and the other resting on
that hand. A -very- ladylike pose. "Mm hmm. On the other hand, aside from
different fingers, I could actually mean it. Mariah Carey just to convince him
to win a fight?" A pause "He must be bad if he needs that much convincing"
Joshua Coil: *He lets her stumble, losing
her dexterity. He takes a step back. He'd promised not to knock her out.* Enough
to avoid that screechng harpy? *he grunts.*
Surly: *a breathless laugh* damn it all to
fuck and back. you're on tonight, and i'm off my game. *slowly straightens up*
two options, movie man. let me get my breath back and go again....or, i buy you
a coffee, and we go another round some other time. *she looks....cheerful.*
Joshua Coil: Coffee sounds good, *he says
with a nod. He cants his head, and rubs at his stomach, where there will be a
nice bruise forming.*
Surly: then, we'll spar some other time.
*shakes her head.* you're good. that was fun. *a very careful stretch. her
bruises will be very pretty, very soon*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Naah, he's good."
She grins a little. "Still never hurts to give some incentive, y'know?" She
looks to Joshua and nods. "Yeah, that'll do, hon. Nicely done."
Joshua Coil: *He nods.* It was. So're you.
you... gonna be okay, need a place to relax?
Surly: all right, Kaffe. another gingerbread
thing or you going to try the other new kind of coffee you mentioned? *smirks
and tosses a glance at teh ladies* you two are coming.
Joshua Coil: I can treat, *he says with a
shrug.* But then I have to get on to guard duty.
Misty Greymoore: "Now see, 'you two are
coming' is sort've an imperative" She pauses "Or something. On the other hand"
murmering, beneath her breath, something about fingers "It does seem rude to
punch and run"
Surly: *waves a hand at him* i've been hurt
worse than this. *shrugs* price you pay for doing what i do for a living and
when you have my kind of charming attitude. *smirks. and gets back into her
vest*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Well, if you
insist..." She grins and moves to Joshua, handing over coats and guns. "Here's
your babies back."
Surly: no you aren't. *she informs Josh* you
won, i buy. next time, when i kick your ass, you can buy me a tea. *a harsh
chuckle, getting her rings back on her figners where they belong*
Joshua Coil: *He smiles faintly, and puts
on the holsters first. then the suit jacket again. Then his coat. Little warm
now, but it's all good.* Thanks for holding the ladies for me, *he says, and
leans forward to kiss her cheek. It seems he's not noticed Misty yet. His focus,
after all, IS skewed.*
Surly: *eyes the guns* hmph. someone suggested
i learn to shoot, too. but i don't know. seems so impersonal to damage people
from a distance. *shrugs, then looks to Misty* come get a free drink, or don't.
my money. your call. you want food, you buy it, though.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Any time, hon."
She grins, leaning into the kiss. "You know I love a chance to talk to the other
women in your life, share secrets."
Misty Greymoore: Her smug grin widens. She
looks maybe sixteen, but nods, and a somewhat wistful tone, again, re-slipping
her arm through Reyna's, as her drinks ticket "Shall I be good and have the
milk?"
Joshua Coil: Well, Marcie IS a slut, *he
says absently. His head swivels to the girl, and he clears his throat.* I ...
*He pauses.* Hello.
Surly: *frowns, puzzled* who's Marcie?
*looks at Misty* you? *scratches her head, bemused* you look more like a Goth
princess than a slut.
Joshua Coil: One of my guns, *he mutters,
and shoves his hands into his pockets. He looks slightly embarrassed.*
Surly: *puzzlement clears* ah. *shrugs* i
don't name my weapons. one of my senseis told Pop that when you start pulling
that, you tend to end up putting more faith in the weapon than your skills. so,
you come to think you must have ~that~ weapon, or you'll lose. and, you do. Pop
beleived him, and any time he caught me naming stuff, it got broken and junked.
it's a habit not to, now.
Misty Greymoore: "Why, thank you" A grin. Or
lifting her lip and showing her upper teeth. Close enough. Smooth, save for
vaguely prominent canines. "And as much as I'd love to claim to be something he
cleans and fires" A wiggle of fingers at Josh "No. You can, though, call me
Misty."
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Naah...you ALWAYS
name the weapons." She nods to Joshua. "After all, Harry and Brock just wouldn't
be the same, otherwise."
Surly: come on Kaffee, Reyna, Princess Gothy.
drinks are that way. *gathers her duffel and boombox. and, perhaps oddly,
Misty's new name isn't said like an insult*
Joshua Coil: Josh, *he offers to Misty. He
stares at her for a moment as if trying ot figure out what she's talking about.
A small smile to Reyna's words.*
Surly: Misty. *blinks* Reyna. oh, yeah. i'm
Schulyer. call me Surly; it fits. *a smirk, then a shrug to Reyna* i have too
many rings to name, and too many canes. and my fists and feet don't need
names--they're a part of me.
Misty Greymoore: "Princess Gothy" She
ruminates, and then just settles to a smug smirk "Now, if I can only get that
name to spread ..."
Joshua Coil: Coffee, *he says, and raises
his head, sniffing. all embarrassment forgotten for extreme euphoria.*
Surly: lead the way, Kaffee. *smirks to the
man, eyes rolling slightly. glances to Misty*try Edwardian togs. that, or
punk-Goth is what i usually wear. *a short laugh* these are workout clothes.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "One-a these days,
you'll meet Denty," she tells Surly. "Denty ROCKS." She looks up to Joshua,
nodding emphantically. "Coffee. Must find. Must drink. Yes?"
Misty Greymoore: "I've seen punk goths"
Idly, trotting beside Reyna. She's shorter, younger, and takes more steps. heels
and ferrule clicking. "And it seems such a waste. Like dying green spots onto a
black cat"
Surly: *arches a brow at Reyna* Denty another
gun? and follow him.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Denty's my chair."
She follows along at Joshua's side, putting a hand on his shoulder and leaning a
little against him.
Surly: *snorts to Misty* punk Goth's got the
advantages of often showing skin. wanna-be rapists gawking at your tits are
easier to coldcock.
Joshua Coil: Rar. Coffee good, *he agrees,
and he looks back to Misty, as if trying to figure her out. But coffee first. He
knows ALL the cafes around here by now.* ((Restaurant?)
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Restaraunt!))
Surly: *strides along witht he group, raising
a brow at Reyna* your chair's a weapon? *ponders this* mph. i've hit a few in my
time with chairs. never use one of those aluminum stools to beat someone with,
by the way. too flimsy.
Surly: (*G* meet ya'll there....)
RESTAURANT
Misty Greymoore: Skirting the heavy
outside tables carefully, she slips inside, gloved fingers working on the
buttons carefully. Replying to Surly "That would rather assume I could coldcock
one. I might land him on his head" A bright smile "But I don't think I've -ever-
hit someone. I could break a nail" Gloves removed. Nails.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((MY EYES!))
Joshua Coil: ((They're right here! *tosses
the eyes back to Rav*))
Surly: *snorts to the girl* you have an
umbrella with a point on the end. you can use it to stab groins, throats,
throats--even just the gut in a pinch. or use it like a club. use the handle to
try and hook an ankle or knee, maybe. shove it between someone's legs to trip
them.
Surly: ((*has a sudden image of Anjou and her
infamous jar o' eyeballs....*))
Misty Greymoore: "This is -not- an
umberella" A touch defensive, as her pale hands hug the item to her. Under the
coat, a dark, oily-green velvet top, off the shoulder and a neckline that
-almost- starts to show cleavage "It's a parasol. And that is like an umberella,
save it does nothing an umberella should. Like, say, hurt people"
Surly: *rolls her eyes* if it looks like a
duck, quacks like a duck, and swims like a duck, then it's a duck. whatever you
want to call that thing, it looks like an umbrella to me. *there's a table. she
heads for it, glowering at the other patrons sourly*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She slips in just
in front of Joshua, holding the door for everyone. Once everyone is through, she
moves along with the group, letting the door swing shut as she heads to the
table.
Misty Greymoore: "It could be a disguised
ornathologist with a quacker" Offering, as she hangs her coat on the back of a
chair. Long skirt. Small boots, legs crossing as she perches on said chair
Joshua Coil: *He walks through, and
doesn't QUITE cringe as people seem to just avoid him. It's not that he smells,
really. all that ragey grr.*
Surly: *drops into a chair a bit more slowly
than normal and snags the menu for a quick once-over*
Joshua Coil: *Oooh... he can get food too.
He slides into a chair, and looks over it. Mmmh... burger... bacon swiss
burger.*
Surly: orna-what? *blinks* nah. reality is
what's in front of my face. i call it like i see it. *smirks at Misty*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She takes a seat
next to Joshua and snags a menu of her own. "Wonder how their chili burger is
here?"
Surly: *the waitress comes over. amazingly,
she comes closer to Surly than to Josh* the drinks and our food's on me.
*nodding to Josh* all the drinks. the chicks want food, they buy their own. and
i want this salad, add feta, side of grilled chicken, plain. and your holiday
Chai, with extra cream.
Misty Greymoore: In Misty's defence, Josh
hasn't seemed to wierd her out at all. Of course, it could be hard to tell. A
pentacle dangling at her neck, elegent nails that match her lipstick gesturing
as she speaks "Umberella. Made of something to keep rain off. Parasol. Usually
made of satin or silk" She sniffs. The one on her lap is lace. Black. And
polished steel that might pass for silver. "On the other hand, it's great for
assassinating hungarians"
Joshua Coil: I'll pay for the food, then,
*he says, looking over to Reyna. And a nod to Misty.* It's only fair. And they
make a damned good burger.
Surly: *nods to Josh* your choice, your cash.
*arches a brow at Misty* never use anything distinctive to assinate someone
unless you're leaving town shortly thereafter. or you can hide the damage
wellenough to fool forensics.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Hey, I'm cool with
that, for once." She grins to Joshua.
Misty Greymoore: "Excellent. Assassination
lessons" She leans in, uncoiling forward, resting her chin on her hands and
eyeing the bruised girl with lazy eyeliner "What else can you teach me with
this? Should I take notes?"
Joshua Coil: You can make up for it by
never making me watch anything that makes you spontaneously vomit.
Surly: *quite calmly searches out her small
medkit in her duffel. removes the tiny jar of Tiger Balm. vest goes off, and
turtleneck is pulled up enough to show the worst of the bruises. and then she
applies a coat of the stuff to her injuries*
Surly: *smirks to Misty* never throw your last
weapon at your opponent unless they can't use it against you. or you feel
suicidal that day. and if you can't fight for shit, learn to dodge well--if you
aren't there when the blow lands, you don't take as much damage barring freak
accidents. and if you gack someone, make sure you torch the corpse or dump it in
a deep and hidden body of water. much easier to get the traces of you off it,
then.
Surly: heh. Reyna. *smirks* get him to watch
Underworld. i heard that's a fun one to see.
Joshua Coil: *He arches an eyebrow.*
what's that about?
Misty Greymoore: "Kate Beckinsale with a very
shiny bottom" Answering Josh
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "it's a plan." She
nods to Joshua. "Of course, nothing makes me ACTUALLY vomit...just want to. So
it's a bogus deal...but too late."
Joshua Coil: *His eyes widen, and he
turns to Reyna.* We can watch that.
Surly: *drinks arrive. tucks the medicine back
into it's proper place and mixes the cream into the hot liquid*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Yeah, mostly Kate
Beckinsdale's ass, really." She grins and pats Joshua's leg. "Okay. But then we
get to watch the Antonio Benderas hotness triology."
Joshua Coil: *Ooooh... it smells so
good... He takes a sip, carefully. No one was gonna switch his regular for
decaf. No one.*
Joshua Coil: *He blinks at that, and
scratches the side of his face.* Any good fight scenes in it?
Surly: *looks up from tea-fixing* who're they?
Misty Greymoore: "I didn't actually like it
much" Perusing the menu, and desserts "It didn't have enough of the furry things
eating the gothy things. Or the gothy things shooting the furry ones. Either
way" She grins up. Prominent canines. And a wink
Surly: *purses her lips* the gothy things
have decent-looking clothes? *her one concession to being a traditional female.
she likes wearing hawt clothes*
Misty Greymoore: "They have PVC catsuits.
With very shiny bottoms" Assuredly, and a cat's smile to Josh "Do I have to get
a meal, or can I go straight to dessert?"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Plenty." She nods.
"Plus, Desperado's got Selma Hayek, Zorro's got Catherine Zeta-Jones, and Once
Upon a Time in Mexico's got...well, Selma Hayek again. And Eva Mendes."
Joshua Coil: No complaints, then, *he
says with a serious nod.* We can watch those.
Surly: *wrinkles her nose* PVC sucks ass. you
can't move well in it unless it's cut to arrestable levels.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Nothing wrong
with arrestable levels, Surly. Except, you know. Being arrested."
Surly: that's what's wrong with it. *smirks to
Reyna* besides, it's too stiff, and if you work up a good sweat you look like
you have a river leaking out of your ankle cuffs. i'll take leather over PVC any
day.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "No, leather's
way better," she agrees. "Besides, it look better too, in my not-so-humble
opinion."
Surly: *nods* truth. bonus, it smells better
than PVC, too.
Misty Greymoore: "Easier to smooth down"
Satisfied "And mm. Arrestable, not really." Elegent is a -good- word. "Where's
the fun if you can't find out what they've been hiding?" A mischeivious grin
over the top of a glass of milk
Joshua Coil: I'd have no objections to you
wearing leather, *he says quite calmly to Reyna.*
Surly: *rolls her eyes slightly at Josh and
sips her tea finally. now that it's good and steeped. grunts to the waitress
delivering food and begins eating*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Would now be the
time where I point out that Reyna's almost always wearing her black leather
pants? *S*))
Joshua Coil: ((Now would be the time to
point out that her breasts distract from her legs.))
Surly: ((*ROTFL!*))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Point. *Snerks*))
"Well, then. Maybe I'll go shopping." She chuckles a little and leans back in
her chair.
Joshua Coil: *He smirks slightly, waiting
for food now. His coffee vanishes all too quickly.*
Misty Greymoore: Eyes glance between the
three, and she sips from her milk after -carefully- licking the rim of the
glass. No lipstick marks here. "Only downside to leather is if you get caught in
a downpour" Twisting her face at a memory "It shrinks. And franky, that can be
painful"
Surly: *shrugs* s'why i oil my leathers.
*stolidly eating her salad. the chicken cut up and mixed in with it*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "That's what
Dusty's for, Misty." She pats the duster fondly. Yes...Surly, Misty, and Joshua
are privy to a secret never told to anyone within New York. She's named her
duster, too.
Joshua Coil: So many things to compete
with, *He says with a small smile.* What's taking the food so long. I'm hungry.
Surly: *blinks at Reyna* do you name your
panties, too? *smirks* shit, for some reason i'm reminded i need to get my
houseplants back and water them.
Surly: *grins to Josh evilly* you aren't scary
enough. i have my salad....
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Nope." She shakes
her head with as grin to Surly. "That'd just be wierd."
Joshua Coil: Yeah, *he mutters.* It's my
job to name her underwear.
Surly: *snickers to Reyna* be worse if they
talked to you, named or not. i don't even think i'd want to know what panties
would say if they could talk.
Surly: *gives Josh a long,long look* TMI.
*states firmly*
Misty Greymoore: She sets her milk down with
a click looks up, a spider-fingered hand to the bare upper portion of her chest.
Sweet smile "Underwear?"
Surly: *another look to Misty* and you're
edging into TMI land. keep it up, people, and you'll get a day by day detailed
description of my last period. *chews more rabbit food spiced with dead bird*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Joshua's comment
draws a sputtering laugh from her, as she nearly chokes on the water she was
about to drink.
Joshua Coil: *He smirks again. He was
getting better at this. Oooh... food. His eyes widen hungrily.*
Surly: *snerks softly into her tea before
taking a healthy swallow. it's cool enough to chug now*
Misty Greymoore: She just grins, eyes on
chocolate cake and cream. She taps her pentacle a few times in thought, then
nods and begins eating
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She sets the water
down, and she looks at Joshua with a wide, lopsided grin. "You, my tall, dark,
and gun-toting friend, just saved yourself from ever having to see Battlefied
Earth. Congratulations. I'll give you the door prize later."
Joshua Coil: I'll... *He pauses.* I'll
take that as a compliment? *Mmmmh... near undercooked burger. He takes a large
bite from the red meat. Messy eater.*
Surly: *eyebrows arch as she eats* you people
are freaks. *smirks*
Misty Greymoore: Swallow. Sip of milk. And a
smug smile "Got the cream. With everything they were saying" A delicate dab of
her lips "I thought I'd avoid the fish"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Thank you, Surly."
She grins, taking it quite sincerely as a compliment, and digs iinto the chili
burger.
Surly: *snerks at Reyna. and gives Misty a
puzzled look* fish? where? ((*sings* cluuuuue free! miss Surly is cluuuuuuuue
freeeee!))
Joshua Coil: *He goes quiet as absolute
lust lights up his eyes. Rare burger=heaven. And bacon. What person DOESN'T like
bacon?*
Surly: *finishes her salad and settles back
to sip down her tea, eyes half closed. almost brooding*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks up at
Joshua and smirks a little bit. She knows that look...neeeever get between the
man and his uncooked meat.
Misty Greymoore: Eating quickly,
possessively, and again, dabbing her lips when done. Neat. No crumbs. She does,
though, remove a compact and gloss, and peer into the former, reapply the latter
Surly: *tea'sgone. stretches, refusing to
allow herself to wince* all right. workout, done. spar, bonus. food, eaten. tea,
drunk. next, shower. i'm gone. any naming of underwear until the next time any
of us meet, i don't need to know about. *smirks and rises, tossing money onto
the table. enogh to pay for the drinks, and her and Joshs' food. surprisingly,
there's enough extra for a nice tip* play rough and don't forget to hide the
bodies.
Joshua Coil: *He blinks, and wipes his
mouth with the back of his hand.* I was gonna pay for food.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I always play
rough, and I never forget about the bodies." She nods to Surly with a grin.
"Good seein' ya."
Surly: *smirks at Josh* pay for theirs,
Kaffee. *a short laugh to Reyna* good call. maybe we'll spar soon, too. *vest
on. duffel and boombox snagged* gute Nacht, sonderbare Leute. *spills out the
German as if she's a native speaker and heads for the door.
Joshua Coil: Uhh... *He starts, but scarfs
down his burger. Licking off his fingers.*
Surly: ((*chuckles* good night, wierd people,
for the curious.))
Misty Greymoore: Between re-applying lipgloss,
she sings out something, trailing and lilting, and if they've seen LotR, they'd
recognise the sound. A fingerwave to Surly
Surly: *grunts at the wave and slides out the
door, giving an incoming twentyish psuedoyuppie a snarl on the way out. he looks
rather startled by the sound....*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Night, hon!)) She
glances it Misty. "Dude. Don't EVEN tell me you know Elvish."
Misty Greymoore: "Of course not" She sips her
milk "I don't speak a word of Sindarin"
Joshua Coil: *He frowns at that.* Elvish?
Surly: ((*hugs all around* night, gang. *G*
this was fun! hope to see ya'll soon.... *snags cat. uses for pillow. sleeps*))
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Was that...you
sure it was Sindarin? It sounded more Quenya to me..." She shrugs. "Not an
expert, though."
Misty Greymoore: "Heh" She grins "Like I
said. I don't speak a -word- of Sindarin"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She lokos to
Joshua and grins. "Tolkeinian stuff, hon. PLEASE tell me you saw at least one of
the Lord of the Rings films at some point..."
Misty Greymoore: "Actually, please say you
haven't. _I_ have extended viedos of them, and I might be persuaded to lend
them" Brightly "Or we -could- just watch them ... if you've twelve hours or so"
Joshua Coil: *He blinks.* I ... read the
first book? And I think I saw a cartoon once.
Misty Greymoore: A finger points. And
laughed, heels clicking as feet drum on the floor "Heratic!"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Oh. OH. OHHHH!"
She gapes at Joshua. "When you get off your second job, we are SO sitting down
and watching them..."
Joshua Coil: I need sleep, though, *he
says, and an arched eyebrow.* I'm sure we can find SOMETHING else to do to pass
the time, right?
Misty Greymoore: "Sounds like he's after a
deal to me" Grinning
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: That gives her
pause, and she smiles. "All right. Wait...we're still watching them at some
point, right? You've distracted me, and my mind's cerfuzzled now."
Joshua Coil: I guess we are. At some
point. But after work I think I'll need to go to bed.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Mmm, promises,
promises." She grins a little, and nods. "A'ight."
Misty Greymoore: She stands, taking her coat
and slipping arms through. Buttoning "And it seems as though you two" Speaking
lazily "Have some films and ceilings to watch. Do tell me about them afterwards"
Joshua Coil: Actually, I have work to do
for a few hours. It's my shift. *He puts the money down, and checks his watch.*
I'll see you later? It was nice meeting you, Misty.
Misty Greymoore: "You might" A little
fingerwave, then tugging her gloves on "Or you might not. You might be crushed
by a tank. But you're right; it was nice to meet me" That smug smile "And you
both"
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Mmm. See you
later, hon." She leans over, arm sliding around him to take a quick kiss. "Have
fun. Play nice."
Misty Greymoore: Parasol retrieved!
Shouldered, as she clacks out
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A wave to Misty,
too, as she heads out.
Joshua Coil: *He returns it.* Always do,
*he says with a small smile.* Take your own advice. *He stands up again, and
walks out of the restaurant.*
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "I'll try." She
grins as she watches Joshua leave, and then rises up, leaving herself a few
minutes later.