Brianna McCarthy: She sat on a bench looking faintly like a sulky child, kicking a foot now and then with a frown. A book lay closed behind her and she stares at the ground as she thinks. A snort at something and she slumps back on the bench to glance up and around her.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Fall gives him full liscence to have coats again. Delicious freedom! He lounges on one of the benches, book balanced on one hand, reading in a pose that doesn't even pretend to be about anything but looking like he should be in a photoshoot and not just in a park. He's even angled himself facing the wind so that both the long shimmery blue coat and his hair blow back in the wind. He's even not watching people watch him and reading the book. For at least least five or ten seconds at a time.

Brianna McCarthy: d10: per+alert: 8,4,5,2,7,

Brianna McCarthy: As she rises to head off, she glances over, and quirks her lips in just the faintest of smiles. Gathering her book and her bag, she heads over to Bliss where he lays sprawled like some pretty model.

William Halloran: He treads his way into Battery Park, taking a hit off his little flask as he does. The big guy has his head down, smoking on a cigarette as he heads along, eyes scanning up and around every now and then.

William Halloran: ((DD: Big and scary. Those are the two best words to describe the man standing there. Standing a touch over seven feet tall, and easily weighing over 400 pounds, the man pretty much defines the saying “I wouldn’t want to meet HIM in a dark alley!” His hair, a dark brown, is just a little too long to be considered short, and is worn combed straight back, revealing his face...and that’s not a good thing. The right side of his face is distorted and misshapen, looking somewhat caved in at the cheekbone, as if from an old wound. The eye above is perpetually bloodshot, though the original green reflected in the other eye struggles to show through. He’s dressed in a T-Shirt advertising New York City Wrestling, a huge pair of blue jeans, and size 17 boots. His gaze is surprisingly gentle for someone as intimidating as he is, and the look he gives off indicates...loneliness, pehaps? ((Fame 2: Check Who's Who for Details))))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He smirks when he sees Brianna, dropping the book onto the ground and looking up at her. "Worship me," he purrs. "I'm fucking awesome."

Brianna McCarthy: She shakes her head, and laughs softly, giving a little bow to him. "Yes. Yes, you -are-."

William Halloran: d10: Percep+Alertness: 2,6,4,10,

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He grins and reaches out to pull Brianna toward him. "Missed you, doll. How you been?"

Brianna McCarthy: She allows herself to be pulled, and settles next to him, glancing up apprasingly at the big man before she turns back to Bliss. "I've been alright."

William Halloran: He looks to the side, noting the little woman and her model friend with a glance. He pauses and gives them a quick once-over, looking a little wary of the man. Pretty boys are always the ones to watch out for.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Cool. I of course am wonderful, thank you for asking." He bats his eyelashes at her, just playing.

Brianna McCarthy: She chuckles, gently nudging him. "I don't need to ask you anymore. Because you're always wonderful and awesome. You know that. I know that. You're just perfect like that." Greeb eyes slide a bit to watch William in return.

Catie: *hums her way into the park, engrossed in a list held in front of her dainty nose*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Still polite to ask." He rolls his eyes with a dramatic sigh. "One day I might be fabulous or world dictator or something equally inconsequential...."

William Halloran: He shifts his attention from Bliss to Brianna. Oh, shit. He's staring. He flushes a little and offers her a little nod, polite.

Brianna McCarthy: She chuckles, nudging him agan gently. "I'll ask next time. Promise." She gives a little smile, and a nod back to William.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Ohhhhhh...what's Brianna looking at? His eyes follow hers slowly to the giant. He watches him a few seconds, but he's just putting off the 'torure me' vibes like small dogs do, and he returns his attention to Brianna.

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Catie: *continues to meander until she almost walks into a trash can and comes to a startled stop. blushes, hoping the near accident went unnoticed*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [just NOT putting off - I'm conscious! I swear!]

Brianna McCarthy: d10: per+alert: 8,1,8,1,4,

Brianna McCarthy: Oh yeah. Catie's nearaccident totally goes unnoticed.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: d10: p-a: 5,9,8,5,2,4,4,

Catie: d10: peralert: 8,2,7,2,7,8,

William Halloran: d10: Per+Alert: 7,4,7,8,

William Halloran: He takes the last drag off of his cigarette and looks for an ashtray...oh, there it is. Right by the people he was just staring at. WON-derful. He walks over, bending down to stub the butt out, and glances over at the girl and her near-collision. Eyebrows furrow in concern and he straightens out, moving to approach her and make sure she's okay.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Shure it does. Bliss blinks, attention caught, and waits expecatantly until Catie is away from the trashcan to call her. "Hey pet!"

Brianna McCarthy: She blinks, looking away from William to see who Bliss is calling too. And she smiles brightly to Catie.

Catie: *oh dear. busted. maybe? waves happily to Bliss and Bri, giving Will a wide-eyed, shy blink and tiny nod. heads over toward B&B, digging in her tote determinedly*

Ita McNairee: *jingling. slow jingling. who could it be coming up the path? surely not the pikey... afterall.. that woman is... HUge.*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: The big man moving toward Catie gets his attention. Looking at Brianna is one one thing, but Catie. He focuses on William, every move, every step, just calculating the amount of time it would take to get up, tear out William's throat, and still manage to look nicely over-dramatic doing it.

Catie: d10: brains: 7,8,8,

Ita McNairee: *a huge mastiff at her heels, she rests a moment down the path..hand on a tree as she catches her breath, crow circling overhead, hucky keeping others out of her way with a liberal display of teeth and ill temper*

Brianna McCarthy: She chuckles softly at something, leaning back on the bench and relaxing slightly, or at least appearing to.

Ita McNairee: d10: ita lookin about: 2,3,3,4,

William Halloran: "Y'allright, Miss?" He gives Catie a look, and then blinks as she heads over toward Bliss and Brianna. Bliss's sudden attention on him makes him stiffen, and he draws up to his full height, looking the man over. Ready for action, but not moving. He's seen looks like that before.

Catie: ((augh! icq eats me aliiiiiiive!!!))*hello, Mr. Bliss. hello, Miss Brianna. you're both looking wonderful. *bends down, a handful of thick envelopes in one hand, to bestow happy hugs upon the pair*

Brianna McCarthy: "Hey Catie. S'good to see you." She leans forward to hug the girl, though eyes slip between Bliss and William. Her look is defintely amused.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Come. Here. Pet." His eyes do not leave William. At all. Someone's feeling overprotective.

Ita McNairee: *you'd think the pudgy pikey'd see Will at the VERY least.. but no.. she's busy scolding the husky in sharp quickspeak* Ye dinnae 'ave tae clear oot ~everywan~ ye tosser. jes anywan wha's dangerous.. och.. damnet Clay *she squawks as the mastiff stands up to loot a garbage can*

William Halloran: d10: Per+Alert: 2,10,5,7,

Catie: *nods, blushing slightly, at Will* yes, sir, i'm fine. *smiles shyly*

Catie: *settles down beside Bliss after hugging Bri. and quietly sorts through her envelopes. reaching behind Bliss to offer one to Bri silently*

William Halloran: Someone big and waddling approaching...he looks away from Bliss for just a moment, and sees Ita. A smile, and he moves away from the trio, eyes going back to Bliss in a warning. He toward toward the pregnant pikey, heading that way.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He hugs Catie back with a little purr. Despite the cute noise, the look he gives William over her shoulder WHILE purring in her ear says quite clearly 'mine'.

Brianna McCarthy: She rolls her eyes slightly to Catie, mirthfully and gently, regarding Bliss as she takes the envelope curiously.

Ita McNairee: Ah said gie aft.. *she looks like she's bending down to take off her shoe.. but.. well.. good luck with that.. no dice. she settles on shaking her finger* Clay!

Catie: *giggles a bit and hugs Bliss again, then wagles an envelope in front of him*

William Halloran: The look Bliss gives Will in regard to Catie draws a deep frown from him. That's just...wrong. Very, very, wrong. He looks away from Bliss, back to Ita, smiling to her a bit. "Hey, Ita. Y'okay?" He just so happns to have positioned himself between pikey and Bliss's group.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He settlese for sending occasional sulky possessive looks Ita and William's way now and again, but takes the envelope with a smile, toying with it before very carefully opening it.

Brianna McCarthy: She raises an eyebrow and glances at Catie curiously. "Mm?"

Ita McNairee: *Ita looks up and beams sunnily* Och.. Me darlin.. 'ow are ye? *she waddles closer, yipping at the dog snarling to Will*

William Halloran: "M'good." He grins at the snarling dog. "Yer dog's bein' possessive, idn't he? Kinda cute."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He reads over the invitation, blinks, and then nods. "I would be delighted, provided business doesn't keep me away."

Catie: *simply smiles at them both, giving Will another shy smile. blinking at Bliss and Brianna expectantly. the envelopes and the paper within them are heavy cream-colored paper. the writing is in a neat script, in dark brown ink. there is a small image of a stone inside an ivy wreath on the top right corner of the paper*

Ita McNairee: *she pats the husky and moves slowly towards the giant to give him a hug* Will darlin.. missed ye. *she turns her face up with a smile*

Catie: *beams at Bliss* wonderful. i do so hope you can attend! *giggles, dark eyes sparkling with barely-contained mischief*

William Halloran: He hugs her back with exceptional gentleness, bending down to do it...careful not to lean too much weight on the woman. It's almost like he's thinking Ita's made out of paper mache, and is likely to break. "Missed ya too, Ita. Howya been?"

Brianna McCarthy: She chuckles softly. "I don't see why I couldn't attend as well, but I'll double check, promise." She gently, carefully, tucks the letter away and stands. "Goodnight Catie, Bliss."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Me too. Haven't dressed up for Halloween since the time I dressed as a clown carrying a chainsaw and massacring people." He laughs. "It was so fun. I even had victims. It was great."

Catie: *blinks at Bri* oh, you need to go so soon? *blinks sadly at the woman* it was wonderful to see you tonight! *smiles softly*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm being abandoned already? It's not close to midnight, it can't be near time to become a pumpkin and get pricked by spindles...."

Catie: *blinks at Bliss* a killer clown? oh, dear! *giggles softly* i'm still not sure if i'm going to wear a costume or simply a nice dress....

Ita McNairee: Fat. *she chuckles and rubs his mashed cheek with equal care, in contrast quite comfortable leaning on him, grateful to have the weight off her feet* Och.. gintae use ye as a leanen post.. tha aulrecht?

Brianna McCarthy: She smiles gently to Catie. "It was good to see you too. I'll stop by tomorrow for a lesson." She chuckles softly at Bliss, patting his hair once, before she turns to head off.

William Halloran: "Naah, s'fine." He straightens back up, providing said leaning post with a chuckle. "I don' mind at all."

Ita McNairee: *the husky sits nearby, watching The duo warily, The mastiff has wandered over to sniff at Catie.. and the crow.. well. he's taken up residence in a tree*

Ita McNairee: Och, lovely darlin. *she pats his hip and leans on him* sae hoows yer fighten?

William Halloran: "S'goin' good." He puts a hand gently on Ita's shoulder, looking down with a shrug. "Haven't heard back from the bigger promotion yet...but things here're good, so it's cool."

Catie: *blinks at the sniffing mastiff and cautiously offers him a hand to sniff* hello, there....you' re certainly a bold fellow. *since she's sitting right by Bliss*

Ita McNairee: och bonnie lad... *she gives a yawn and looks a bout* oot fer a walk loves?

William Halloran: A glance goes back over to Bliss and Catie. He watches Brianna leave, nodding a wary goodbye, then glances back to the assumed couple on the bench with a frown under that mangled cheek.

Catie: how have you been lately, Mr. Bliss? *blinks up at him cheerfully*

Brianna McCarthy: She nods faintly back to William, and then heads off down the street, head tucked.

Ita McNairee: d10: ita lookiiiin: 1,9,9,7,

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Well, I'll dress as James Bond," he says softly to Catie as he watches Brianna go. "You can wear a slinky dress and high heels and wander around on my arm all night...." But there's nothing playful really, his tone is all warmth and concern and not for Catie at all.

William Halloran: "Yeah." He nods. "Didn't work at the Dolphin t'night, and no wrestling...didn't feel like sittin' 'round my apartment, ya know?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Wonderful, as always." He's still watching Brianna walk away until the end of that when he finally turns back to Catie. "How're things? Cats? Chimal?"

Ita McNairee: *head up, looking in the direction Will is, 1st she sees the mastiff, who's content to snuffle Caties' pockets for food. the kind brown eyes find Catie , a smile..and a little wave begun before she sees bliss and the smile falters. hands curling round her protruding belly protectively*

Catie: *tilts her head after Bri* what do you think is wrong? *asks quietly* mmm, i'd thought if i did dress up i'd go for something scary. like Medusa! i've the hair for it when i let myself.

Brianna McCarthy: And she disappears.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Bliss watches the dog, but doesn't snap at it. Unless it starts snarling, he seems content to let it live.

Ita McNairee: *she nods to Will, tearing her eyes off the shadowlord and little catie. a smile* aye.. ah kain.. cooped oop. reckon ah'd tae gie oot tha house fer fresh air afore ah died.

William Halloran: He looks to Ita, frowning at her reaction. "A'ight...who is that guy?" he murmurs quietly to her. "And what's the problem?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He chuckles at Catie and then shakes his head. "I've no idea."

Catie: *waves happily to Ita, digging out another envelope.....glances between the pikey and the man beside herself and tries to tuck the envelope under Clay's collar before fishing him out one of her beloved pastries. a nice, fat apple pocket*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmm...go see her. I'll stay here. Try and bring that-" He waves at the dog. "With you."

Catie: mmm, i hope it' s nothing really bad. *blinks up to him, giving Clay a ruffle behind his floppy ears* the cats and Chimal, by the way, are perfectly lovely. *soft chuckle*

Ita McNairee: ..jes a dodgy sort o folk. tha's aul ah reckon. can be sweet as strawberry pie.. but dinnae reckon ee's good fer ye. jes dinnae trest hem's aul. ee's family o a sort. *not her her family. her eyes narrowed on Bliss as she leans on the ginat* tha lass's bonnie though.. aye?

Catie: ok, Mr. Bliss. i'll be right back. *gives him another hug, careful not to let her drooled-on hand touch his pretty clothes, and rises, cooing to the dog* let's go see Miss Ita, ok? *giggles softly* i'll give you a treat....come on, there's a good boy.....! *drifts Ita-ward*

William Halloran: He leans down, murmuring in Ita's ear, that wary eye on the man as he does.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He watches Catie go over, still watching - but he seems slightly less nervous about Catie heading over now that Ita is there.

William Halloran -> Ita McNairee: "I ain't likin' the way he's lookin' at the little girl, Ita. Like he owns her or somethin'. That shit just ain't right, she's what, 15? And how old's he?"

Catie: *attempts to coax the dog toward Ita, wiping off her hand before sticking it back into her tote. there's a blueberry-stuffed crepe in there somewhere....*

Ita McNairee: *the mastiff lumbers along with catie, slobber trailing from his massive mouth as the pikey leans into will, slistening, a soft smile to Catie and a wave of her fingers, she murmers back to the huge man*

Catie: oh, you're such a very, very good boy! *she croons happily at the dog. waiting until they reach his mistress before giving him the crepe* hello, Miss Ita! i've something for you, too! *giggles, giving Will another shy smile*

Ita McNairee -> William Halloran: och ah kain darlin.. ee's a wee bet possesive.. family trait.. ye kain? like a dag?

William Halloran: He listens to the response, then frowns a little, not quite getting it. He accepts it for now, though, and nods, straightening up and smiling politely to Catie. "Evenin', Miss."

Ita McNairee: och does et 'ave slobber awn et? *a disaaproving look to Clay, begging for food. she shakes her head ruefully, then sings* allo Catie loves.. ye've met WIll?

Catie: *ducks her head at Will* hello, sir. *gives Clay his treat. and offers Ita an envelope only slightly slimed from dog drool*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He goes back to his book, but he doesn't pose as muc, a little subdued without the two girls.

Catie: no, ma'am, i have not. *blinks up at Will* it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Will. *starts to offer her hand, then blinks. carefully wipes it off on her tote, then offers it to the huge man*

William Halloran: He reaches out, carefully taking her hand in his own enormous paw. He's throughly knowledgable of his own strength and takes care not to use it and crush the offered hand. "Nice ta meetcha, Catie."

Catie: *tilts her head up at Will, her grip gentle* you look starngely familiar, but i'm not quite sure from where.

Catie: *glances back to Bliss, head tilting. looks to Ita questioningly, dark eyes puzzled*

William Halloran: "Ya a wrestlin' fan?" He shurgs a little, relasing her hand and sticking his own in his pocket. "M'a pro wrestler...usually, I'm under a mask. Go by Shaitan."

Ita McNairee: *Ita grins from one to the other, taking the envelop and opening it, a grin* och..wha's thes than? ..och darlin...

Natasha Carter: (this scene open?anyone mind if I bring someone in?*G*)

Catie: *blinks up at him* a real wrestler? goodness! *eyes rounding* i think some of the people in the gym where i work out must've been talking about you. Shaitan i ~know~ i've heard. *soft chuckle* i don't think i should try to be a wrestler myself. i would get squashed. *chuckles softly to Ita* Halloween is my most-favorite holiday, you know.

Ita McNairee: ((come on doooown)

Catie: ((*sets out Natasha-lures*))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: (Not at all.)

Ita McNairee: *ita chuckles and nods* effen ah'm nae tae large by than,, ah'll coome sweetloves. *she nods petting the mastiff, eyes lingering back to Bliss*

Catie: *gives Ita a very innocent look* if i suggested that you could dress up as a pumpkin, would you be mad at me? because if you would, i'd never suggest it at all. *dark eyes wide, round, and filled with imps*

William Halloran: ((Come on in!)) He smiles a little to Catie. "S'not a job for most. Just for those crazy 'nuff ta do it. Like me."

Natasha Carter: http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&meta=lastup&cat=10283&pos=1 *a young woman definately of native blood(pb2 uktena) with long black hair and quiet but faintly sad looks, shes wearing worn jeans that desperately need replacing and a ratty old tshirt, handmade moccassins on her feet and handmade native style choker necklace around her neck...shes got a hefty pack with her over a shoulder, and tagging along as well are two young children(age 5, boy and girl)...similar looks to hers except for where her skin is a ruddy darker shade, theirs is much paler, like theyre of mixed blood...both tag along behind her giggling quietly and chasing each other* (saweet*G*)

Catie: *eyes the growlier dog a moment, then offers Ita a hug* i think i should go back and sit with Mr. Bliss a while. he looks lonely........*another puzzled glance between Ita and Bliss* but, i hope you'll come. Mr. Aerin, too. mmm...may i ask that you tell him "i still win" when you see him next? *a soft giggle* it's sort of a joke....

Catie: *giggles up to Will* i think i'd be much better as one of those ladies who shouts rude things at the opposition than a wrestler myself.

Ita McNairee: *she laughs and nods* och..aye.. ah'll knit meself a damned punkin suit, ye cheeky creature. ..aye.. ah'll tell hem. ye be carefy aroond bless.. aye?

Catie: *giggles impishly and hugs the woman if permitted* ye'll look lovey en a punkin suit, ah'm sure o'eet! *tries her best to aim for pikeyspeak* and Mr. Bliss won't hurt him. he's really nice.

Catie: ((him=me....*L*))

Ita McNairee: hmmm *she hums doubtfully, brown eyes catching bliss* jes mind.

Natasha Carter: *back and forth behind her, trailing along in their own little game of chase/tag, theyre having fun and not paying attention to much else. her own deep brown eyes stoically and watchfully look about as she walks further into the park, reshouldering the pack over her shoulder, what looks like two long sticks poking out the top and bottom of it*

William Halloran: He stays quietly at Ita's side, listening to the conversation between Ita and Catie. Just a presence there. No one's fuckin' with the two women while he's around.

William Halloran -> Natasha Carter: ((DD: Big and scary. Those are the two best words to describe the man standing there. Standing a touch over seven feet tall, and easily weighing over 400 pounds, the man pretty much defines the saying “I wouldn’t want to meet HIM in a dark alley!” His hair, a dark brown, is just a little too long to be considered short, and is worn combed straight back, revealing his face...and that’s not a good thing. The right side of his face is distorted and misshapen, looking somewhat caved in at the cheekbone, as if from an old wound. The eye above is perpetually bloodshot, though the original green reflected in the other eye struggles to show through. He’s dressed in a T-Shirt advertising New York City Wrestling, a huge pair of blue jeans, and size 17 boots. His gaze is surprisingly gentle for someone as intimidating as he is, and the look he gives off indicates...loneliness, pehaps? ((Fame 2: Check Who's Who for Details))))

Catie: *gives Ita a sweet smile* he's a good person. i promise. take care, Miss Ita, and of course Tori's more than welcome ot come, too, unless you'd rather find a nice babysitter for a night out with just you and Mr. Aerin. *smiles to Will* it was nice to meet you, sir....*pats Clay once more and begins to drift back toward Bliss*

Catie: d10: peralert: 9,3,5,8,3,4,

Ita McNairee: *ita nibbles her lip and nods* aulrecht loves.. *more gnawing, her hands rub the swell of her belly as she looks back up to the giant she's leaning on*

Catie: *blinks at Natasha, tilting her head slightly, then ducking it, as she meanders back to settle beside Bliss. giving him a tiny nudge*

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Catie: ((*grumbles softly*))

Natasha Carter: d10: per+alert: 9,7,9,7,3,5,5,

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Welcome back pet. Have fun?"

William Halloran: "See ya, Catie. Nice meetin' ya, too." He looks back down to Ita with a warm smile.

Natasha Carter: *people about, she notices where about they are, looking to each in turn once theyre in sight....eyeing william quietly for a moment , then noticing caties look and duck of her head, no outward reaction, but her head does tilt slightly, looking....after a moment speaking a quiet few words (in blackfoot) to the two gigglng running children behind her, who quickly pause in what theyre doing and walk closer with her after answering back in the same quiet tone and language...*

Catie: *nods, settling against him a bit* yes. i like Miss Ita. *ponders a moment* do you know, i think that's the second time i've ever petted a dog? in my whole life, even....look at that lady over there, with the children....*nods toward Natasha, trying to be subtle about it*

Ita McNairee: *she reaches up and rubs his neck, watching catie before smiling back at the giant, a grunt and a wince as Archie wakes up and resumes his escape attempt through her spine*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He glances over at the woman and kids. "I'd like her more if she'd let me. However she seems to have this troubling instinct to stab me in the head."

Catie: *blinks at him* whyever for? *baffled* you're so nice!

William Halloran: He looks down at Ita when she grunts and winces, concern immediately coming into place. "Somethin' wrong?" He looks about ready to pick her up and take her to the hospital. Ahh, yes...very knowledgable about the aches and pains of pregnancy this one is. NOT.

Natasha Carter: *gesturing to a spot just ahead with somewhere to sit, she does so after sliding the overfull pack to the ground, the children bounding about her speaking in that language again, hands reaching out towards the pack until she holds up a hand and they pause...one hand reaches in and eventually pulls out what looks like bread or biscuit or something, splitting the hunk she has up two ways(not quite enough to make it worth three) and handing a piece to either of the kids, sitting back with a soft barely audible sigh as the bits of biscuity stuff are devoured*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Well, she mistook my concern for murderous intent I think. Or something. I was...I was worried and I treated her as if she were one of my family with all it entailed and I don't believe she will ever fogive me. It doesn't matter. Everything is exactly what it must be. She is with Aerin, and thereby family. I will protect her, whether she understands it or not for that." He raises his head a little and gives her a truly commanding look, abjectly serious, self-possessed, and a touch arrogant. "And whatever else is inconsequential. I require no one's approval. I will certainly not go scrambling for it like a dog for scraps."

Ita McNairee: och.. jes. tha wee wan loves.. *she grinst her teeth and leans a little more heavily. hard to double over when you're as large as she is, a bit of a pant as she swalls* nae.. ah'm aulrecht.. but ah reckon tha's aul tha walken fer noow.. *damn kid should have a timer so she knows its time to go home before she's in no condition to do so. the dogs circle the pair in concern* reckon ah should a've a horse enstead o these dags wie me.. be a might easier tae gie aroond.. *a chuckle interrupted with a wince*

Catie: *blinks softly at him* if you treated her like Family right from the outset, then i suppose i can understand her view a little bit. although i don't accept it, of course. *soft chuckle* and nobody should have to scramble for approval from anyone else. *dark eyes grow distant for a moment. unhappy thoughts. then smiles to him* you're a good person, and i'm proud to know you.

William Halloran: "Ya want me t'carry ya home?" He grins a little. "Wouldn't be a problem, ya know..."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "But you don't, pet. You don't. Go play with Ita. I should get home to Cloud. Maybe take her out. I'll see you around." And with no more warning than that he rises, offering Catie a hand up. Conversation clearly over.

Ita McNairee: och.. atween ye an gunther reckon ah dinnae need a damned 'orse. *a chuckle as she gives the man a hug* yer nae taken a pess? ets nae bother?

Catie: *accepts the hand* of course i don't--only what you let me see. *chuckles quietly* i should go home, myself--Xan has an awful tangle in her tail i need to try again to work out. *squeezes his hand gently* be safe, Mr. Bliss. *dark eyes warm. she'll say good night to Ita before she goes, of course*

Natasha Carter: *the bread devoured, the kids run off and play...keeping relatively close to the woman(whos eyes stay on them), ducking in and about and around and behind things.....oooooing and pausing when they see the dogs, pointing and smiling amongst themselves*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "You too. If you're leaving...I could walk you home."

Catie: *nods* i am. i'll say good night to Miss Ita, if that's all right with you. but i do need to get home. *wrinkles her nose* i hate to get up in the early morning, anyway. *horrible, horrible thought, this*

William Halloran: "Naah, I don't mind. No bother." He reaches down, picking Ita up with ease and care, and starts to carry her out of the park.

Catie: *blinks as Ita gets carried off* or....perhaps i won't say good night to her. *chuckles softly. it looks funny!*

Ita McNairee: *a yip as she shifts to get comfortable, followed by several louder yips at the dog to stop the husky's sudden snarling. a crow takes flight over head as the mastiff plods along underfoot, looking like a regular sized dog at will's side*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nods and stalks Catie to just outside conversational distance of Ita and William, where he stops to wait.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Or not, as she's not wandering over.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He tenses, and only after a few seconds seems okay with Will doing that. He stalks -rather quickly- toward Catie's home, expecting her to keep pace.

Catie: *heads out of the park quietly with Bliss, pausing to pick up a bit of trash to throw away* i love night time...*murmurs softly*

Catie: *she does so. nice thing about working out--you get to keep in shape....*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Yeah." He says. "I hate summer."

Catie: i like autumn best....

William Halloran: He doesn't seem to worry about the dogs, chuckling at their protective nature, and heads off to Ita's home with her. ((Killing nick and changing PC's...WHOO! Even if she does end up solo. ;) ))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Cut?]

Natasha Carter: *eventually the kids stop running about and head back to the woman who fishes a bottle of water out of the pack, handing it to them to share between themselves, relaxing back slightly on her hands as most of the people in the immediate area seem to be leaving*

Catie: ((*G* and....cut!))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Winter. I love snow. I-hate the weather here. And the smog. And the traffic. I think I just don't like anywhere else at all, just for whatever it isn't by comparison to home. I spend too much time away anymore to want a change of scenery."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [And cut. Before he gets even more angstful and Gothy. *L*]

Smithy: *sometimes.. stealing things.. was far more practical than buying it or say.. making it yourself. And god knows.. one look at Smithy and you know she's a practical and entirely stable person.. and so being just such a person.. she saunters along the path of the park, looking for a suitable bit of metal, breasts bouncing fakely in accordance with her hippy cartoonish strut *

Smithy: ((ping me for the monster descrip if you need it)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She wanders her way through the park, coming to the main thoroughway with a snarky little grin on her face. She's made a good profit in sales tonight...time for a little relaxation. Christ knows she could use it.

Natasha Carter: *the bottle of water finished with she takes the remains and sips it, then recaps it and back into the pack it goes, the kids both settling quietly down and playing with what look like corn dollies or something*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alert: 2,2,3,3,9,2,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: In her self-amused state, she's not being all that observant, and she nearly walks into the topless psycho-bitch before realizing she's there. "Whoa, watch those tits!" she exclaims as she steps back, grinning. "Could poke someone's eyes out, ya know."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks up at Natasha and the kids for a moment as well, giving them a quick once-over.

Natasha Carter: d10: per+alert: 9,2,2,7,2,9,5,

Smithy: *she where was it? her prize. had to be just the right length .... her head bobs as huge earphones spark on her head, woman looking around for something that'll serve her purpose, Devo blaring in her ears as she scratches a tattooed breast and cranks her head violently to the side.* Hey.. no scuffing the skin. *white eyes blink with an audible click*

Smithy: d10: per alert: 9,2,3,7,4,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Believe me, Nutso-Naut, I ain't getting anywhere NEAR the position where I can scuff shit." She chuckles a little, taking a drag off her cigarette. "So ya ain't dead yet. Almost impressed, I gotta tell ya..."

Natasha Carter: *tired quiet brown eyes look up from the children hearing footsteps faintly somewhere again...and more...looking to the peop.....whoa....smithy definately gets a long look, blink or two bordering on stare before she looks away to the other person(reyna) curiously, the kids happily playing on with the corn dollies, moving about natasha after a bit, as if unable to sit still for long*

Smithy: pff. server never boots. *a shake of her head again. she yaaaaaaaaaaaaawns and stretches, arms behind her back, a clang and a pop as her spine straightens, blood welling to the surface of already red bandages. the woman smells like old blood and gun oil, blank eyes focusing on Natasha a moment. oo.. beyond her.. something that might work.. the maddie lets out a high* OMFG STFU! *and bolts towards her*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She blinks as the crazy bolts toward Natasha...oh, HELL no. She takes off running after Smithy, intending to tackle the mad bitch to the ground.

Natasha Carter: *the quickly bolting form gets her attention right away , especially since she was until running near reyna who she was looking at, the moment she takes notice of smithys charging form she gives a quick sharp word to the children who immediately move to her sides but just behind her, one hand moving towards the top of a moccassin boot, holding there for now*

Smithy: *the crazed barebreasted felon is digging for something in her coat as she bounds in the direction of Natasha and her children* (rolling dex + ath vs Reyna's incoming tackle *laughs*))

Smithy: d10: smithy sprint: 3,7,6,3,10,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Brawl (WP): 5,1,9,4,9,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: SHIT! She misses Smithy, the nutbag slipping too far ahead. With a curse under her breath, she reaches into her duster, pulling Harry out, just in case. "MOVE!" She shouts to Natasha, waving for her to get her and her children out of the line of fire.

Smithy: *Smithy's pleased as punch, running straight towards Nat and the kiddies like she's going to run through them, as she runs closer Nat can hear above the crunch of huge boots, the madwoman chanting to herself* Boom booom Booooom! boomy boom booom! boomy boooOOOoOOom! *hand withdrawing a looong metallic cylander. her eyes focused behind the mother and her children* Fodda.. move!

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((line of potential fire, mind you. She's not shooting yet or anything))

Natasha Carter: *hearing reyna shout, seeing smithy reach into the coat, she reacts quick as she can to nab the children and roll if not dodge out of the way, bag left there*(rolling dex+dodge)

Natasha Carter: d10: dex+dodge: 3,8,3,9,10,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She raises the gun, ready to shoot Smithy if she has to. "Don't do it, bitch..." She pulls the hammer back, but holds, for now. Waiting to see if Smithy keeps after Natasha and the kids.

Natasha Carter: *rolling out of the way curling the children close, who oddly dont cry out or scream, just whimper, definately terrified wide eyes, corn dollies and overstuffed bag left in the dust*

Smithy: *the cylinder is brough out, a long nozzle attached to the top, making a hissing noise a moment as Smithy lets out a stattacco minigun laugh as she's dodged, flying past the woman and her children, just missing tripping over the bag and skidding to a stop a few feet away at a fancy parklight. a flicker of light and the metallic thing in her hand sports a bluey orange flame, she puts the other hand inside the coat upon noting Reyna with the gun* WTF is wrong with joo N00b?!

Smithy: *a wiiide face splitting grin, mother and children nonexistant at the moment* Hey.. joo mine somewhere else.. I R camping this park

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She sighs, uncocking the Colt Anaconda, and relaxes, a slow grin spreading over her face. "You...are one psychotic little bitch, you know that?" She keeps Harry out, moving over to Natasha and the kids, looking them over. "You guys a'ight?"

Smithy: enh blow me, npc. *she laughs, then stops and looks down* aaaw mother fuck.. *she moans* gibbed. *her hand comes out from her coat, slick with red, which she procceeds to wipe on her army pants, crouching and plucking a rubber ball from one of her many assorted pockets. the balls popped in her mouth and she clenches it between her teeth as she makes with applying the blowtorch to the bottom of the light*

Smithy: I wware teh ww1337 haxwwwsor.. *she wurbles around the ball*

Smithy: (rolling wits + tech. specialty half baked plans)

Smithy: d10: wit tech: 2,10,9,10,2,1,1,

Smithy: d10: rereolled s: 9,2,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Oh, Christ. "Listen, Little Miss Evercrack. You wanna get into it, you'll find what what 'blow me' really means. With the phrase 'away' added to the end. Yer about as elite as what I left in the toilet this morning." Despite her words, she's grinning at Smithy, almost wildly so. "So any time you wanna step up, I'll smack your internet-addicted ass back down."

Natasha Carter: *shaking her head slowly with one more glance to smithy, she speaks softly to the children whos eyes dart from between smithy and reyna, all three get up and move back to the bag and dollies, the children however a bit reluctant to move any closer to where smithy might be near*

Smithy: Zzzzzelchtktktktkt *Smithy'd say more if she wasn't being partially electrocuted by the still on streetlight she's trying to "mine" the rubberball helps and she manages to let go of the blowtorch, setting a bit of dry leaves on fire as she does so, digging out her lap top, despite the shaking and obvious after effects of being electrocuted.. she doesn't look all that dazed.. ball in her mouth as she holds up a grimey bloody finger* Waa sawec.

Smithy: *tapping of keys commences on a crappy dented up grey lappy*

Smithy -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((heya cheeky monkey. Smithy'll be tappin for 3 turns, she's going to liberate Reyna's boomstick)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She raises an eyebrow, but backs away from Smithy for a moment, putting Harry away as she turns to look at Natasha and the kids. "Y'all might wanna move away from the Looney Tune here. How about I give you a hand with that?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Smithy: ((Cool...go for it))

Smithy: d10: arete: 4,3,4,

Smithy: *Looney toon's blowtorch is creating a fire nearby, and she seems unconcerned, chewing on her rubber ball and typing away with what could be a smirk.. hard to tell with the ball in the way, she chortles* Bwow me abway.. hff.

Natasha Carter: *the self electrocuting insane half naked woman is stared at again, the kids clinging still which of course makes it hard to nab up the overstuffed pack with its long sticks coming out either end(unstrung bows), she rumbles as she sighs and nods to reyna* please....yes

Smithy: d10: arete: 9,3,10,

Smithy: *luckily, a light rain has started, and is pittering undecidedly at the fire, stopping it from spreading too much. smithy hunches over the lappy and punches in a few final lines of cheat code with a satified rat a tat of keystrokes. the end beat sounding distinctly like the drum beat of my sharona*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods and grabs the pack, moving to get it and the trio away from Smithy.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A glance goes back to Smithy...what the fuck is she doing, anyway?

Smithy: (awareness of course.. if anyone has it)

Smithy: d10: : 9,3,7,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alertness: 6,5,5,9,2,5,

Natasha Carter: *the two clinging ones get slowly but surely moved away, natashas eyes constantly flick back towards smithy...*

Smithy: *a smirk and smithy spits the ball into her hand, tossing it and the laptop into a large pocket with a disrespectful clank.* WOOT! LOL! *she laughs and reaches into a seperate coat pocket bringing out two rather large guns* Alright. Lets play! *blank white eyes shine with excitement. finally!*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She blinks, as she feels a weight vanish from her side. "...the fuck?" She sets the pack down a little ways away, and looks around. "Harry...where the hell?" She looks back at the crazy, and her eyes go wide, as she REALLY grins. "Oh. Oh, my."

Smithy: *mad grin in return, the bleeding psycho cracks her neck both ways with a twang and tongues her teeth* Steppin up. wanna learn how to rocket jump n00b? *a clicking wink, and yes.. she has that circuitry tattooed on her eyelid too. there may just be an altercation. though the insane woman seems nowhere near angry. in fact..she looks.. escatic*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Hey, Mom." She says it without looking toward Natasha. "You and the pups...might wanna start running. Like, NOW." Her face is plastered into a truly insane grin, circling her body away from Natasha. No one getting caught in the crossfire here.

Natasha Carter: *flick of eyes to reyna, the kids see the guns and hide in against natasha, again movement a bit hard, but her shoulders visably tense as she looks between the other two women, sighing deeply and looking up to the sky, shaking her head*

Smithy: *Smithy bursts into pleased minigun laughter as the blowtorch starts to sputter. the streetlight flickering and sparking under the rain, tilted at an odd angle*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She moves to slide her hand into her duster. ((Is it initiative time, I think?))

Natasha Carter: *a distinct and odd phrasing of 'fucking hell, goddamn murphy' comes from her as she grunts with effort and hauls the two kids into her arms, heading away from the other two as well as she can manage*

Smithy: (i think so. *laUGHS* why does smithy ALWAYS mean init?))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Because you took an insane woman's favorite gun. She'll kill to get it back. *G*))

Natasha Carter: (am I needing to or can she be considered safely enough out of range?*chuckles and prays*)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Initiative (Base ): 6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Go ahead and call yourself out of range, hon. Should have read Base 6; so 12))

Smithy: hey come back! *she hollers over her shoulder. damnit. there went the difficulty modications. its always worth more in the ones where you have to try to not kill the bystanders. she gives reyna a grin* (post that before init *laughs* rolling init now)

Smithy: d10: init: 5,

Smithy: (+ 7.so also 12! *laughs*)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Since Smithy has the higher base, she wins the tie: Order of declare is Reyna, Smithy)) She pulls out Brock, her Glock, and she gets ready to dodge any oncoming bullets. ((Holding for dodge))

Natasha Carter: *curses under her breath, getting out of range and praaaaaying that her bag doesnt get ruined or shot up, eyes keeping on the other two*

Smithy: *smithy Grins upon seein the woman has another gun. she likes this one already. and so she shoots with but one huge gun*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Dodge: 8,1,8,4,9,

Smithy: d10: dex + firearms: 8,10,6,3,2,3,6,

Smithy: d10: rollin dmg: 2,3,7,6,3,7,

Smithy: (oops)

Smithy: d10: rerolls : 9,

Smithy: d10: adds die to dmg: 3,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna's not quick enough to dodge the bullet, and it rips through her shoulder, drawing a cry of pain from her. She raises the gun, trying to dodge again as she targets the nutso and fires. ((Split actions))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+FA:-&#; Wnd & MA: 2,4,6,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Should have read -3))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Dodge (- & WP): 7,

Smithy: *Smithy on the other hand, is laughing her ass off* Tag! You're it! *she makes to dodge*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((And today, we've confirmed that numbers can't be in the action Text))

Smithy: d10: dex + dodge: 6,8,9,8,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The bullet misses, flying wide.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A quick look around from the coyote-girl...no one in the IMMEDIATE vicinity...she's gonna take this to level 2. She keeps a tight grip on the gun as she goes to shift up to Tsitsu.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Sta+Primal Urge: 10,9,4,6,

Smithy: HOLY Fuck!.. *laughter as she reaches to whip out her dinged up laptop and jerk it opne, gun still in one hand as the other disappears in her coat, she's running in a circle as she does so, around the shifty mob*

Smithy: d10: dex ath: 3,4,8,4,5,

Natasha Carter -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: (ooo tasha get to see?*chuckles*)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Natasha Carter: ((Ummm...yes, unless she's blind...it WOULD be obvious. *G* She's in essentially a Nuwisha's Glabro, which still looks entirely human...kind of like having the Fair Glabro merit.))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "What now, Bitch? WHAT NOW?" She says it with a shit-eating grin plastered over her face, taking aim at Smithy. "Don't run...you'll only make it worse!" And she opens fire.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Firearms: 6,3,7,3,1,4,8,

Natasha Carter -> Reyna Varinia Reiruno: (just didnt want to assume because she was out of the way that she was in line of sight/could see is all*G* an saweet....)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno -> Natasha Carter: ((I gotcha. *G*))

Smithy: *aand thats some lightening fast typing she's doing there. step 1 when encountering a new enemy - pause game. ..her fingers fly over the keys, grinning*

Smithy: d10: arete (wp) : 8,8,5,

Natasha Carter: *shes still there , out of range but watching, reyna getting hit and smithy dodging gets a slight cringe, the children soo not looking and hiding faces against her leg, when reyna shifts sharp eyes note the distinct difference, widening slightly, lips quirking*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Reyna goes to shoot, but finds her clothes not moving with her. She blinks, frowning deeply. "Say whaaaat?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: All right, her clothes won't move...she'll fix that, and make the clothes disappear. Manabozho time. S'about to get ugly now, 'cause she will HAVE her gun back.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Stamina+Primal-Urge: 5,5,5,2,3,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((*Headdesk. Literally*))

Smithy: What now N00b?.. *she laughs that baretta, parrotting it back.* what now? *griiiinning and jogging away, smithy starts digging shit out her pockets, looking for something...rubber ball.. no.. tic tac.. no.. Harry, no.. bandages.. no.. grenade.. oops.. come back here.. unconcerned that they seem to have stopped in the middle of killing each other for the naked lady to do fall cleaning, laptop in her hand, she looks up at her changing forms* Goatsucker! *a delighted laugh as she finally digs out a vr monocle and sets it over her eye*

Smithy: (- goatsucker..)

Smithy: d10: dex ath: 9,8,5,9,8,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The VR monocle is set up, as Reyna finds herself...not changing. She pauses a moment, and sighs. "Un-fucking-believable." She focuses again, trying to force the change.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Sta+Primal Urge (WP): 2,4,2,7,2,

Smithy: *there it is.. she clicks a notch on the vr monocle and upon seeing Reyna suddenly get ugly she laughs.. and resumes typing, grimey gun greased fingers fluttering over the keys with a contant tac tacking. a mad face splitting grin.. she's going to need a bigger gun*

Smithy: d10: (arete. quint): 1,7,4,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Smithy starts her effect as the clothes vanish, and Reyna takes the form of what looks like a small, red-furred Crinos. She charges at Smithy, a grin on that coyote face. "Freeze me now, muthafucka!" she bellows in a deep but clearly audible, non-Garouish voice as she runs at Smithy.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Athletics: 5,8,9,5,7,5,5,7,

Smithy: *she bares her teeth at the screen. what? inline element not included..whatthe fuck does that.. oh she'll show YOU inline element.. her fingers fly over the keyboard as she takes a single step back* hold on a sec, Don't want to frag joor hairy n00b ass.

Smithy: d10: arete + quint: 3,6,2,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: A flak cannon appears in Smithy's hands as Reyna charges right at her, ready to knock her ass out.

Smithy: *and its summarily hoisted to her shoulder and fired as Smithy Makes to lay the Flak down from the bazooka sized Cannon. The barrel of which has IMMOBI-FLAK written down the side, along with a gear and a poisonous mario mushroom, a white grin on Smithy's face. she's not sure why they're fighting. but she likes it*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The gun doesn't seem to bother her much, though her eyebrows go up at the sight of it. "Whoo...more power! Arr Arr Arr!" It's not a bad Tim Allen impression, as she tries to deck the psycho douchebag. Across the face ((Called shot; +2 difficulty, +1 damage))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+brawl (WP): 10,6,4,2,7,2,2,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Specialty: Lithe: 1,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((All praise WP))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Damage: 7,7,9,9,3,5,6,

Smithy: d10: flak dex + fire (wp): 3,2,3,4,6,6,8,

Natasha Carter: sweet gaia...*watching everything go back and forth between the two, shes not entirely surprised by the further shifting, mentally bracing herself as reyna charges smithy*

Smithy: d10: dmg: 6,6,10,5,6,7,7,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Soak: 5,10,10,6,9,9,

Smithy: d10: soak: 3,9,

Smithy: (niiice soak)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The modified flak cannon goes off with a loud BOOM, striking Reyna in the chest ((1 Bashing)). However, it doesn't seem to effect her much, and she follows through with her swing, clocking her right across the face and making her see stars. ((4 Bashing))

Smithy: whoa.. *staggering back, laptop in her hand, flakcannon on her shoulder.. she shakes her head violently and spits up some blood, red dripping from tattooed lips as she chuckles and staggeers a but more* Fuck.. this nonlethal shits not my bag.

Smithy: (staggers, a bit *corrects typing*)

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Gimme my gun!" She moves to knock the flak cannon far out of the woman's hands. "I... want... HARRY!"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Strength+Brawl: 5,7,6,9,2,2,

Smithy: *and smithy's a little too stunned to do more than try to hold onto her flak* Whoa.. Listen Chewie.. the boomsticks over there. I dropped that ill made chunk of metal. *she laughs and grunts, trying to hold onto her cannon*

Smithy: d10: str: 1,4,5,

Smithy: *buuut she is dizzy.. and Reyna's swatting puts her off balance, as she drops the big gun on her shoulder, burning her coat with the barrel and laughing listlessly. wild white eyes rolling back*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: The flak cannon goes flying away from them, 9 feet off to the side. Reyna reaches out to grab Smithy by the throat, pressing her advantage. "Let's go see..."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Dex+Brawl (Hold): 5,2,2,1,8,6,6,

Smithy: *yeah.. there will be no dodging.. she's seeing stars, and they aren't giving her invincibility. a hand comes up to try and catch them*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She grabs Smithy around the throat and carries her over to where Smithy says Harry was dropped, looking around. Oh, there he is. She reaches down to pick Harry up.

Gunther Kasimir Berg: The large man comes tromping into the park, taking a long pull from his black n mild and peering around with a suspiscious arian eye.

Natasha Carter: *still just standing there with the children, watching, relieved but still tensed when reyna has the advantage and retrieves her gun.....biding her time until she can safely head back to nab her own pack*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: d10: per+alert: 9,8,3,9,10,4,

Smithy: *Smithy seems for the most part unconcerned. Its like the crazy bitch doesn't realize that she can be killed, working her jaw back and forth* daaaayun Mob, WTF.. you bitches get big. *feet dangle, the rain patters at the blowtorch sputtering nearby. the Streetlamp she'd neartoppled leans dangerously and sparks*

Smithy: *blood runs down her side and neck, dripping off her chin from her mouth. least she was getting clean.. she curls her laptop closer out of the rain so the dinosaur doesn't start sparking too*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther stops in his tracks, squinting at the scene. Isn't that Smithy.. and.. What the fuck? He thumps the cigar to the ground and stomps it out with a heavy black boot, stuffing his hands in his pockets.. Just in case.

Natasha Carter: d10: per+alert: 6,4,4,8,8,7,6,

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks up at the dangerously teetering Streelamp, and drags herself and Smithy away before setting the woman down on her feet.

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther glares at the.. thing.. hauling the bloody smithy around. With both arms tense in his pockets, he barks in that direction "Smithy.. You alright, slut?"

Smithy: *whoo.. she could be a little more stable. well. in general. she starts laughing, bruising already starting to show on the side of her face, that minigun laugh ringing out in the rain as she closes her laptop and throws her head back* that kicked so much ASS! *she squints and tries to make out the German* Heya Big Vatti!!

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She looks over...ah, shit. Someone ain't running, and...ho, wait. It's the meth dealer. The Coyote Crinos grins a little and shifts back down to Tsitsu, her version of Glabro, the clothes appearing back on. She appears now as a 6 foot tall version of herself, just as attractive as otherwise, but more filled out...stronger.

Smithy: *a Bloody handed wave as she teeters, obviously knocked ...almost.. unconcsious* whoa.. *she does some fancy unbalanced stepping back and forth* werebitch.. where'd you chunk my cannon?

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Sorry, I forgot she's 5'9 as it is. Closer to 6 and a half feet.))

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther's eyes widen when the girl shifts. Inside his pocket he flips the switch on his blade. Ready. Just in case. He glares at the.. big furry woman. "I seen a lotta hairy bitches back in Berlin.. But.." He looks Reyna over from head to toe "At's fucked up."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Ahh, this is gonna make things interesting. She smirks a little to Gunther and tucks Harry away. "Thanks...love ya too, sweetie-pie." She winks to Gunther and looks over at Smithy, pointing off to the side of the path. "The cannon's over there."

Natasha Carter: *muttering under her breath, she speaks softly to the children, instructing them to run if something else starts up, barely managing to pry them off of herself before she starts heading towards where her overstuffed pack was left, eyes darting between the three there now*

Smithy: *her earphones, crushed, spark in the rain, as she kinda meanders towards Gunther* I found a werewolf.. did i show you my cannon? *yeah.. she's a little out of it* what? *hearings a bit wonky.. she looks at the pointed finger.. oh. whao.. some staggering in that direction, pleased as punch*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther gives Reyna a glare of recognition. He switches the blade closed. Ehh.. she's all talk. Else she would have shot him by now. He removes his hands from his pockets and makes his way over toward Smithy.. eyes locked on the big furry woman. "Smithy.. You alright? Yer bleedin an shit."

Smithy: What? *she's walking 2 steps sideways for every one she makes forwards, working her way to the path, a little more addled than is likely healthy, as she sparks and weaves* Oh.. perma gib. I'm always bleeding. told you.. hey.. *she stops and points a finger sort of almost at him, towards the sparking streetlight* yeah. my light cannon needs jumped on. Its raining!

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She chuckles a little bit and passes on by Gunther, pucking up the overstuffed pack and carrying it over to Natasha, holding it out to her. "Here you go, hon."

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther cocks a brow to Smithy and reaches a gruff arm to the woman's shoulder.. to help steady her. "Yer makin' even less sense than usual. An 'at's sayin somethin." He gives a low rumble of a chuckle.

Natasha Carter: *taking the pack when reyna hands it to her, she was there and definately saw her from furry to not so furry but big, but she doesnt seem troubled in the least by it or by closeness/proximity to her* thank you.....if you ever see me around, remind me never to come here with them again.......

Smithy: whoa.. yeah. *nods* the fire's out. so it needs jumped on *she explains with the grande movement of a bloody hand and an exasperated nod. she half falls half bends over to pick up what looks to be a modified bazooka, breasts soaked with blood and water and well.. now grass*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther simply watches smithy struggle with a tiny smirk. "Thought you was holed up in Jersey er some shit."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She nods a bit. "S'normally okay here, honestly. There's shit that prevents crap like this...'course, sometimes, certain psychos decide the rules ain't worth it. So they get their asses kicked. You okay?"

Smithy: was.. but columbia has big magnets and then there was a dire web crawler and shooting it wasn't as good as raining on it and so this lamer noob trashed the cafe. *nods.* But I'm taking the cannon. *she kinda drags the flak behind her, earphones still sparking dangerously as she trips into the german*

Smithy: *face buried in his chest a moment she shuts her eyes and laughs* bullet time. i haaaate that.

Natasha Carter: Im fine....more worried about them*nodding slowly, shouldering the pack and glancing towards the children who are curled up around each other nearby some cover*and yourself...*looking back to reyna* what rules for this place?

Gunther Kasimir Berg: "Uhhhhh... alright.." He gruffs making another grab for smithy's shoulders to keep her at a safe distance from him. "You need me ta take you someplace? You look like you need ta sit tha fuck down."

Smithy: Yeah.. *she laughs and puts a bloody hand to her chest, flak dragging behind her as she laughs, annoucing* Vatti! I REQUIRE recreational drugs! *minigun laughter as Gunther's the only thing holding her up a moment.*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther can't help but let out a tiny chuckle at the woman. He nods "Yeah.. alright. Little quieter next time, slut. Ain't need ta tell tha whole fuckin city. I'll hook ya up."

Smithy: *she laughs quieter, mad woman's frame shaking more as she's a little quieter for him* blowtorch..*she starts weeeaving herway towarsd the sparking electric light, dragging the huge gun behind her. she squints for reyna*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther walks along with her, steadying her with a gruff hand.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "The rules." She frowns a little, then sighs. "Maybe I misguessed. But if I didn't, then you might wanna go talk to people at the big park, center of town. Aptly named Central Park."

Smithy: *blowtorch retreived with a few swipes of her hand... she next tries to move the sparking streetlight. no? still trying.. no. she frowns and brings out the laptop, hauling off the headphones as they begin to make a high electronic squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeal noise. they bounce in the grass as she teeters and flops to lean on the broad german, hands fluttering over the keys and having to retype every 3rd letter*

Smithy: d10: arete: 6,4,2,

Natasha Carter: mm....no.....no*shaking her head and sighing, one hand rubbing her forehead*....Im sorry...its been a long night....*looking a little weary realizing s he forgot something that important*.....I know what you mean now.....and you didnt misguess...

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther frowns when she leans on him but doesn't make any measures to move her. He'll let it slide. Keeps her steady.

Jocelyn Pasqual: ((open scene?))

Gunther Kasimir Berg: ((hope so. i kinda barged in.))

Smithy: *a huge burn mark attaches her jacket to her shoulder, all melty and acrid smelling as she bleeds down her front, hunched to protect her laptop between her and gunther, a yaaaawn and a wide grin on her face as she continues typing*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Open, yes))

Smithy: d10: movin da lamp: 6,7,5,

Smithy: (awareness if you have it *laughs*)

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther peers down at the woman "- the fuck are you doin?"

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Good." She nods a little bit, and sighs. "Well, you be good. 'cause I ain't gonna. Beunos tardas." She looks away from Natasha, watching Smithy and Gunther. No more going psycho allowed with the kiddies nearby.

Smithy: mining for cannon fodder. *the lamp gets pixelatted, 1st its 24 bit.. then 16 bit.. then 8.. then 4.. finally greyscale.. then it scatters apart and is gone*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She stares at the lamp post, jaw dropping for a moment. "Un. Fucking. Believable."

Natasha Carter: *nodding, she shoulders the pack a bit better before she heads over to where teh kids are and ushers them out of the park, murmuring softly to them and comforting them as they go*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther cocks a brow, watching the lamp.. What? Where did.. Hmm.. He gains a look of confusion back to smithy "- the fuck?"

Smithy: *the lappys clanked shut and tucked in her coat with a disrespectful clank and whirr. Smithy looks up, eyes a little unfocused* Hacked it. *she swallows some blood with a red toothed grin* Game Drugs?

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther reaches up to rub the back of his bald head, still confused. He looks again to where the lamp was.. Maybe he was.. just seeing things. Ehh.. He gives a tiny nod to Smithy "Whatever.. You gotta place nearby?"

Smithy: Vatti Vatti Vattteeeeeeee! *she sings, badly. spits out some blood away from gunth, head rolling to the side as she staggers towards reyna, nodding* hotel!

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She watches the German and the Wierdo, arms crossed, pulling a cigarette as she finally shifts fully down to Homid form. The smirk on her face is absolutely nuts in it's level of amusement.

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther glares at the bloody psycho.. but helps her along anyway. "You know slut.. I ain't miss yer scrawny ass as much as I thought I was gonna." He gives a menacing smirk to Reyna in passing

Jocelyn Pasqual: *He's gone, so it's as good a time as any to check out where he claims to have seen the wolf. A start, if nothing else.*

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Deep brown eyes too old for her years gaze with feigned disintrest upon the world. Her heart shaped face is slightly rounded with just the last few ounces of babyfat, holding her firmly in that hazy grey between a girl and a woman. Her skin is deeply tanned, the olive undertones giving her an exotic glow. Hair the colour of strong espresso falls in a straight, chin length bob, often held back by antique looking jeweled clips at the sides. She's too pretty for her own good, and carries herself like she's all too aware of where that can get her.*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Go ahead and try something, Studboy." She smirks back, just as menacing. "I'm in the mood for a rumble." No, she really doesn't learn, and she even blows Gunther a kiss as he walks by.

Smithy: aww vatti.. *she laughs and slaps his arm* you're my faaavorite npc on this level. *she nods a wide exaggerated nod, giving a bloody circuited wink to reyna as she passes by* see joo l8tR Chupacabraaaa. *its a goat sound at the end as she grins* We'll play again. *doesn't really sound like a threat, so much as an anticipated event.*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther gives a tiny chuckle at Reyna "Shyeah.. right.. And let princess suck-me-dry touch gunther? Ain't think so.. step off slut. Ain't wanna accidently break you."

Smithy: drugs drugs drugsdrugsdrugs.. I'm shit at making my own.. *she nags, the mad woman laughs and tries to headbutt the german. but man.. her face is all tender. and she's too dizzy.. so its more a hop and clank of her cannon*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "See ya, Psychonaut." She winks at Smithy, then looks to Gunther. "You couldn't break me if had an Army, Future Prison Bitch."

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Hearing voices, she moves in that direction. Not close enough to be noticed, necessarily, but definately close enough so that they'll hear her screams if somebody jumps from the bushes to grab her*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther nods, walking along with Smith "We're goin we're goin.. Calm yer ass down.." He gives a wave to Reyna "Smack ya later, slut. I'll see ya round."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Awww...all you are is empty promises. See ya around." She shakes her head with a chuckle, and sighs, looking around as she does.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: d10: Per+Alert: 7,4,3,1,4,5,

Smithy: *stagger stagger trip clank.. that huge cannon she's dragging is really slowing her ...and by association them.. down. well. that and the fact she can't walk straight*

Gunther Kasimir Berg: Gunther drapes a hefty arm around smithy's waist, trying to hold the woman up to the best of his ability. He leads her to the nearest sleazy hotel he can find.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: Nope, no one around. She sighs, and moves to take a seat on a bench. The bullet wound has already long since closed up...gotta love that coyote Healing Factor. She pulls a cigarette and pops it into her mouth, looking at the spot where the lightpost used to be with a chuckle.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Wolf! Sure as hell, right there. She's too stunned to remember to take a picture, watching the sleek form move toward the woman*

Laidan [lupus]: She is indeed a pretty thing, with reddish brown fur and bright, clear blue eyes. On her side is an old and nasty scar, where it looks like something impaled her side. Tags dangle from her neck and despite her size, she seems completely docile with Reyna. She pads up to the woman, very gently nudging her.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She reaches down and scratches the fur around the wolf's neck with a chuckle. She looks up and around, her eyes falling on Jocelyn. She frowns a little at sight of the camera, and shakes her head. Not a good idea.

Laidan [lupus]: She leans into the scratching with a faint rumbling sound, pushing Reyna's hand to around the collar. That was the most irritating thing ever. But they said she had to wear it, so she did.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Her eyes get big, and she hides it behind her back... because what else is she going to do with it, really? Her attention soon returns to the wolf, however, examining her from the distance*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She chuckles a little and stratches under the collar as directed. "There you go, hon...feel better?"

Laidan [lupus]: The rumbling increases happily, and she leans against Reyna's legs as the scratching increases. Her tail wag lazily, and whiel eyes remain straight ahead, her ears flick in Jocelyn's direction briefly.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *She takes a deep breath, phone shoved in her back pocket before she walks up to them, smile showing a confidence she doesn't actually feel* Nice dog. He yours?

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "She." She looks up to Jocelyn, giving the woman a snarky little grin.

Laidan [lupus]: He? Hey. Last she checked she didn't have that equipment. But she stays leaned against Reyna, ears flicking towards the girl.

Jocelyn Pasqual: She. Yours?

Laidan [lupus]: Her ears flick about and she slowly sits down beside Reyna, settling a little. Jeeze. What is she, property?

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Naah...she's someone else's. Just a friend of mine." She chuckles and pats the side of Laidan's neck in a comforting gesture. No, we know you're not really anyone's. Play along.

Laidan [lupus]: There is a huff from the 'dog' and she settles again with the pat to her neck. Of course. Reyna gets it.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *She's watching the wolf far too intently, the quick speech that she'd practiced in her head for weeks suddenly and completely forgotten* Um. Yeah.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Oooh, a wordsmith, I see." She winks at Jocelyn. "Although, to be fair, Um and Yeah are big parts of my vocabulary too, these days."

Laidan [lupus]: The wolf doesn't seem to have any idea she's being watched. Actually, her eyes don't seem to really track anything at all. One would almost swear she's blind. But her ears and nose seem to work juuuust fine.

Jocelyn Pasqual: ((sorry. we're having a storm and the connection keeps going down. going to switch from wireless and see if that helps. back in a mo.))

Jocelyn Pasqual: ((trying this again...))

Jocelyn Pasqual: *She blushes, deep scarlet, looking at her shoes and mumbling something*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She watches Jocelyn, finding some amusement in the other's sheepishness. "Relax, hon. I don't bite unless you ask me to or annoy me." Okay, that was SUPPOSED to be comforting...

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Blinking, taking half a step back*

Laidan [lupus]: She should bite Reyna for that comment. Scaring people wasn't nice. Though... it really was funny at some times.

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Oh, for Christ's sake." She giggles a little bit, and scratches under Laidan's collar a little. "Ya ain't in danger of bein' bit yet, a'ight?"

Laidan [lupus]: Ooooo. Less thinking, more concnetrating on the scritches. She pushes into Reyna's hand again comfortably.

Jocelyn Pasqual: What. Um. Kind of dog is that? *Jesus, Joce. You sound like a moron*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "A furry one." She winks at Jocelyn.

Laidan [lupus]: A furry one who needs to go home. She stands up again, and nudges/nuzzles Reyna gently. Time for her to go before a certain kin gets pissy with her.

Jocelyn Pasqual: Not the wolf kind? *Smooth, Jocelyn...*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She smiles a little and pats Laidan's flank. "See you later, hon. Go on home."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Naah. Not her." She says it with that little grin not altering in the slightest. She could be dead serious, or just still playing with Jocelyn. Hard to tell.

Laidan [lupus]: She again nuzzles Reyna's hand and simply... trots off.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *She watches the dog trot away, then slowly looks back to the girl*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She watches Laidan head off with a little smile, which gets a little wider as she looks back to Jocelyn.

Jocelyn Pasqual: What? *Her eyes big again*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "Nothin'," is her only response, besides a chuckle.

Jocelyn Pasqual: I. Um. Igottago... *Skittering back a couple steps*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: "A'ight." She nods with a shrug. "Nice meetin' ya, Wordsmith." Yep. Someone's got a nickname.

Jocelyn Pasqual: *Half nodding, skittering out for the saftey of the apartment*

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She watches Jocelyn leave, grinning a bit madly. She sighs after a moment and leans back, shifting so she lies on the bench. She'll go to her home-on-wheels later...for now, it's time to just chill.

Jocelyn Pasqual: ((*s* thanks for the scene))

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((You bet. *G*))