Catie (Battery): *hums queitly under her breath as she wanders into the park. hair in a neatly braided bun on her head. t-shirt. well-fitting jeans, and running shoes. her bookbag exchanged for a tote that can be more easily dropped, and her "usefuls" in a belt bag strapped about her slender waist.*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He makes his way along the paths...a rare day off for the lawyer, and he...doesn't quite now what to do with himself. He has a vague note of irritataion on his face as she walks along, generally toward the entrance of the park...not looking to leave, just heading that way.

Catie (Battery): 2,6,3,2,6,6,

Catie (Battery): *blinks, tilting her head....and then meekly lowers it slightly, drifting toward Troy calmly* Mr. Lawrence! *calls out decorously*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: His eyes shoot to the direction of the shout, and he smiles faintly, nodding to Catie and heading in that direction. A quick glance around, as he does so...almost a little paranoid, as direct, powerful steps take him to the kin.

Catie (Battery): *keeps heading for him, with a shy little smile. once they're close enough to speak normally* hello, sir. how are you today? *tilts her head, dark eyes flicking to his face then down, as is polite*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Catie." He nods, stopping near her, taking one other look around. "I am well. And yourself?"

Catie (Battery): *nods slightly* fairly well. although i'm sad that i'll have to move in with Miss Brianna for a little while. *a slow blink* Chimal is going to be doing some family-related business and would prefer i not be on my own. *calm about it.*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Brianna McCarthy?" He considers, and nods. "If Chimal is leaving, I suppose that would a good enough choice...the woman seems quite capable. Although, I would be concerned about you not having someone more...combat-capable around. If you prefer, you could stay at my home while Chimal conducts whatever business this is."

Catie (Battery): *smiles softly* she's teaching me self-defense. adn she's seeing about getting Mr. Stephen to stay there as well....*tilts her head slightly, lowering her voice to a soft murmur* Chimal will be within the city limits, i believe. but...he's going to be very busy. he won't be home until the matter is settled one way or another.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He nods, considering the kin's words. "All right. I suppose that will be acceptable. If you require a safer place to stay, though, do not hesitate to contact me." He looks at her. "Has this to do with the kidnapping situation that has been going on?"

Catie (Battery): *nods* i won't hesitate sir. *considers* directly related...that i'm not certain about. probably not, though. they're..*steps closer and whispers*

Catie (Battery) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: going to try and gather information on a group of ~those sorts~ who seem to be trying to start a breeding village in the city.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A frown, but he nods. "Understood. I wish him luck with it...tell him and those he is working with to contact me if he needs anything with it."

Catie (Battery): *nods, brightening* thank you, sir! i certainly will. *sighs wistfully* i wish i could do something ~useful~ to help them....

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He gestures to a nearby bench, and starts heading to it. "You do not feel you can?"

Catie (Battery): *walks with him to the bench* well, i can't fight. i'm an excellent hostess, but that's not particularly useful in this case. also, i'm too young to legitimately pass for anyone's wife. and....well...i'm noticeable in certain ways.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A short nod, and he takes a seat. "Certainly there are other things you can do to provide help?"

Catie (Battery): i've been trying to think of them. *a small frown as she seats herself, setting the tote on the ground by her feet. pink socks to match the t-shirt* i do know a little bit of medicine. but not so much that it's worth the risk of me going with Chimal and the others. i can research in the library, but Mr. Bliss seems to have done as much of that as is likely to be useful. although i'm not entirely sure, of course. i've thought until i've given myself headaches to think of some way to actually be ~useful~ in this circumstance. *sighs* i'd even be willing to sort of be bait, but Chimal and Mr. Bliss, not to mention Brianna, aren't willing. i don't think Mr. Aerin is, either.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Hmmmm." He frowns, considering this as he cross his his legs, regarding her. "I am certain we can come up with something, Catie. I also, however, wish to cast my vote against you being bait in any way, shape, or form." Indeed, let the lessers peform that service. No Fang shall be bait.

Catie (Battery): *nods, folding her hands neatly in her lap* i won't deliberately and knowingly risk myself. does anything useful i can do come to your mind, sir? *a brief glance, hopeful*

: ((Open?))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He shakes his head slightly. "I'm afraid not, at this time. I would have to become more familiar with the situation before suggesting ideas where you can contribute."

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: ((Sure!))

Catie (Battery): *nods slowly, with a faint sigh* that's fair. *tilts her head slightly* i took notes, but of course i don't have them on me right now. *that woudl be...stupid. it could be dangerous. of COURSE she's not carrying them with her*

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik makes his way into Battery Park and makes his way along one of the paths towards the railing to look out of the water, jacket on despite the warmth of the night, though not done up, his hands in his pockets...

: ((is thinking bringing Rauko...))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "We will have opportunity to discuss it at a later date." He nods a little. "Beyond that, how are you?"

Catie (Battery): *nods* very well, sir. if you'd be good enough to call me when you've time, on my cellphone, i'll know when and where to bring the notes. *cheerful smile and soft chuckle* i'm very well. we got cats, and i'm enjoying their company. my various teachers seem pleased with my progress, also. even my mathematics tutor, and math has never been my strongest subject. *looks slightly proud of herself. not too proud. just a hint*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 7,10,2,4,

Jaikula Freedom: 7,5,5,10,2,

Catie (Battery): 8,9,9,2,5,4,

Catie (Battery): *blinks* oh! it's Mr. Jaikula. have you met him, Mr. Lawrence?

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He glances up, eyes passing over Jaikula a moment, before looking back to Catie. "Excellent. I'm sure you will do just fine."

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "I have, briefly, yes."

Catie (Battery): *gives him a shy, happy smile, perking slightly under the compliment* i will, of course, do my best. nothing less is acceptable. *calm blink* he seemed quiet when i've spoken to him before.

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik's not really looking around him as he walks along the path, however his gaze does settle on Catie and Troy when he sees them ahead, a slight smile going to Catie and a nod to Troy as he approaches...

Michelle (Rauko) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: but if I get the Rauko out she'll FREAK out on Troy.. cause she met the vampire one =P

Catie (Battery): *gives Jaik a shy smile as he nears, sitting decorously beside Troy on the bench*

Troy Lawrence [Battery] -> Michelle (Rauko): Tee hee hee... *G*

Michelle (Rauko) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: pokes

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He looks over to Jaikula and nods, briefly, eyes coolly looking the man over.

Michelle (Rauko): *Well late out she is meandering, to cut though Battery... fidgeting, keeping well off people's way as she walks*

Dimitri C Hann: *the little man moves from the shadows that so favor his twitchy form, feet falling noisily across the grass, looking up like some prey thing expecting death from above*

Dimitri C Hann: *Dimitri C. Hann - A small thin man with a jittery unassuming manner about him. Head sunk low, he seems to want to make himself smaller than his wraith-like 5'5 frame allows for already. Looong thin fingers flicker through fine blonde hair, which curls in embarrassingly unruly ringlets to his jaw. His face is thin and gaunt, almost undernourished. He is not an overly attractive man, narrow set jaw and giant ski slope of a nose clashing. thin lipped with watery blue eyes.. he looks like if you sneezed you'd likely send him flying... and he'd apologize to you for being such a klutz. He's in his mid 30's, stooped posture crumpling an otherwise meticulously put together olive tweed suit, which does nothing to hide his scrawniness*

Jaikula Freedom: "Evening Mr Lawrence... Catie... How are things this evening?"

Catie (Battery): 8,7,9,4,2,4,

Silkie: Slinks stealthily through the trees.

Dimitri C Hann: 9,8,3,9,3,8,2,5,

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

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Mr. Freedom. I am well. Yourself?"

Silkie: 6,2,7,4,8,9,

Catie (Battery): very well, sir. *another smile...dark eyes flitting about, noting a strange thin man and a friend...she waves to Michelle*

Jaikula Freedom: "Doing well.."

Michelle (Rauko): 3,6,5,1,9,7,

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 9,4,5,4,

Dimitri C Hann: *Rauko being in the shadows he was creeping through spooks him, and he skitters sideways with high rattish squeeeeeeak, a mumbled* s-ss-orry. sorry sorry.

Silkie: Peers carefully around on the look out for cops, vampires and other naughty spawn.

Michelle (Rauko): ((hummm...)) *she doens't notice as much as she usually, distracted in aboiding people, but does notice Catie's wave, starting to go to her.. that is of course untill she catches sight of Troy.. then she freezes, paling eyes going rather wide*

Jaikula Freedom: 2,8,2,2,7,

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A glance goes to Dmitri as he walks along, eyes appraising. No noticing of Michelle, or Silkie.

Silkie: 2,5,1,9,9,

Michelle (Rauko): *even flitching more at the sorry from the side, looking his way the Troy's... swallowing, like if Troy was positively a serpent* C... Ca... c.. Catie?

Silkie: Blinks at the stuttering fellow, her wide eyes a deep midnight in darkness of the park. She tosses a twig at him. *spoink*

Catie (Battery): hello, Michelle. *tilts her head, concerned* whatever's wrong? *glances to Troy and Jaik apologetically* may i be excused for a moment, please?

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Excellent." He nods to Jaik, then looks over in the direction of the person addressing Catie. He eyes Michelle, frowning a little at Michelle's obvious distress, eyebrow raising.

Silkie: 3,2,2,6,

Catie (Battery): *murmurs to Troy quietly*

Michelle (Rauko): *She looks like she'll just run the hell out of there.. but seems worried on Caite. glued in place... wating for her to come over...*

Catie (Battery) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: you probably note that she's Family, sir. she's...a little skittish. not usually this bad, though. i'd like to see if i can calm her a bit, if i may?

Dimitri C Hann: *a looong fingered hand reaches out to Steady Rauko, then thinks better of it as it draws close to the nervous girl, the thin man stuttering softly* ss--sorry agagagain..*and then a womanly shreik of suprise as something hits him from no where. the man going crazy brushing himself off and worrying about bugs*.

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik looks to where Catie waves to and smiles softly seeing Michelle, then looks back to Catie and gives a slight nod...* ((*kills phone*))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He listens to Catie, then nods his permission. "Of course, Catie. Go ahead."

Catie (Battery): *tries not to cringe at teh scream, dark eyes flicking from Michelle to the thin gentleman in the trees*

Silkie: Squats down low behind a tree, peering around it to blink at Dimitri as he does some sort of strange dance.

Catie (Battery): *smiles softly* thank you, sir. *leaves her tote by the bench and heads over to Micheele* Miss Micheele, are you all right?

Michelle (Rauko): *She does flirtches at the scream, bakcing considerally seconds BEFORE it occurs,... looking to Cait with aprenhension*

Silkie: Maybe it's a stick dance. She helpfully tosses another twig at him. *sprink*

Silkie: 3,7,6,3,

Michelle (Rauko): *And then moves close to Cati to murmur*

Dimitri C Hann: *highly embarrassed. Highly flustered, Highly skittish.. a high squeal as another twig hits him, little man tormented.. who did that.. there was a twig in his hair.long skeletal fingers pluck it out and examine it like its a cobra, watery blue eyes darting about*

Catie (Battery): *listens to Michlle, blinking in confusion...shakes her head slightly and whispers back*

Silkie: A pair of dark eyes, down low, where the girl squats in the darkness, nearby, watching the man.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: Eyes pass to the shrieking man, lip curling slightly and shaking his head. He looks back to Jaikula. "How have you been, Mr. Freedom? Anything new for you?"

Catie (Battery): *gently reaches to place her hand on Michelle's arm*

Dimitri C Hann: 3,2,7,2,4,8,10,9,

Dimitri C Hann: 6,

Michelle (Rauko): *her eyes go over Troy, shaking her head to Catie, muttering in a hurry*

Dimitri C Hann: *shink. eyes flicker about and Latch on Silkie hiding in the bushes. the thin man skitters sideways, while offering back her twig* y-y-y-y-y-y--y--y-y-you're th-throwin thihings.

Jaikula Freedom: *A glance goes in the general direction of the shriek for a moment before he looks to where Catie is moving to then back to Troy...* "I'm sorry that we didnt get to talk for longer the other day..."

Catie (Battery): *pats the girl's arm, murmuring softly to her*

Silkie: She rises slowly and steps towards the man. "Hello."

Michelle (Rauko): *Frowns, tense, looking from Catie to Troy, trembling, before she stares down, half nodding not to convinced to Catie*

Silkie: The girl is cute. A wild mane of black curls frames a pixie’s face. Lips are pert and prone to smiling for no reason at all. Her deep amethyst eyes are bottomless windows to an ancient soul. She’s thin and athletic although not entirely without curves. She looks to be around seventeen-ish.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: His eyes also flicker between the conversation near them and back to Jaik. "No apology necessary, Mr. Freedom. We're all busy individuals, yes?"

Jaikula Freedom: "I have been busy... With both work and other duties..." *He tilts his head slightly a glance going in Catie and Michelle's direction as he speaks...* "A few things have come up.."

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Such as...?"

Catie (Battery): come, Miss Michelle. please, let me introduce you? takes the girl's hand gently, if she permits*

Michelle (Rauko): *ok.. ONE thing is ... well... seeming to trust Caties word on it, but she shakes her head faintly, staring not fixedly down, she NOT going near the man*

Catie (Battery): *blinks, an idea occuring* oh, i know....a moment, Miss Michelle. *and walks back to the bench, small face apologetic as she whispers to Troy again*

Jaikula Freedom: *He looks back to Troy, voice lowering as he speaks...* "Not really something that can be discussed about here..."

Dimitri C Hann: whwhwhwhy you uh.. um.. rather.. heh.. hello. um *his spindly hand rubs the back of a thin arm... then flits up to adjust a ringlette* Um.. hi. uh.. h-h-ave a stick? *he finishes lamely. no great auritor this one*

Silkie: "You can keep it. I have lots of them." *G*

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik tilts his head slightly as Catie comes back over and whispers to Troy, then glances in Michelle's direction before looking back..

Catie (Battery) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: i do most sincerely beg your pardon, sir. but...well..*sounding quite uncomfortable* you bear a certain unfortunate resemblance to a person both Miss Michelle and i have cuse to distrust immensely. if i may be so bold...would you mind...well......smiling at her? showing your teeth, i mean. *oh how she would so rather not ask anything of the sort.....!* she's scared of you, because you look like him, so maybe that would help her realize that you aren't him at all....

Catie (Battery): *flahses Jaik an apologetic smile....and she's blushing a fair bit*

Dimitri C Hann: oh. i uh.. um. *he darts his eyes to the stick and back* uh. ok. *with a jittery flicker of his hands across his tweed suit, the twig is tucked in a pocket* thththanke you?

Silkie: She moves past Dimitri and peers into a nearby trash can, digging a bit of hot dog crust out of it. It even has a smidgeon of mustard on it! She pops it into her mouth.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He looks up to Catie, blinking at her once, slowly, then raising an eyebrow. "You want me to..." He looks over at Michelle, frowning a moment, eyes deeply cold. Then, slowly, he pulls his lips back, showing smooth, perfect white teeth.

Michelle (Rauko): *peers at Catie, though is mostly staring down.. True Bron, Leech... if he knows she is dead if he doens't and he is... is the same, she fidgets*

Silkie: ((It's a Kodak moment! Where's that damned photographer? *LMAO*))

Catie (Battery): *blushes deeply* thank you, sir...*glances to Michelle hopefully* see? he's not the same person at all. *a grave nod, cheeks still bright red*

Michelle (Rauko): *glances to Catie, then a fleeing nearly fearful one to Troy, and then to Catie* Ishouldgo

Silkie: D> "I'm Silkie. What's your name?"

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik looks between Troy and Michelle...

Dimitri C Hann: *he watches with a bit of a cringe as Silkie starts dumpster diving, but he doesn't say anything, his hands just flitter out as though stopping her in his mind*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: His lips close back, and he keeps those dark green eyes on Michelle, expression stern, brow furrowed.

Catie (Battery): oh, MIchelle, don't go. *smiles softly to the other girl* Mr. Lawrence is a very nice person. *nods* he's a proper sort of gentleman. *moves to reseat herself, hands dropping to fold into her lap again*

Silkie: Takes another quick look around. Not that she's paranoid or anything, but monsters could be anywhere.

Silkie: 1,1,1,6,2,

Dimitri C Hann: D-d-D-Dimitri. *he stutters, looking ..well.. as though he thinks the impish creature may turn into a dragon and roast then chomp him* And -y-y--you're... name.. is..that is.. if y-y-you. -d-don't mind to .. give it to me.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 3,2,2,5,7,

Michelle (Rauko): *Catie's words are just seeming to make her more stressed, she stares down even more fixedly, knowing it all will be BAD IF the man is TB as Catie said*

Catie (Battery): *murmurs again to Troy*

Catie (Battery) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: this other individual is, apperently, a vampire. at least, that's what she says. i just know him as someone who likes to try and lure young girls off for what i can only assume are nefarious purposes....

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: One of his eyes twitches, just slightly, but he listens to Catie's whispering.

Catie (Battery): *then tilts her head at Jaik* how has your work been going lately, sir?

Silkie: "Look a bat!" And she points towards a dimly flickering mercury lamp where a bat flutters about, collecting insects. In her excitement, she takes a couple steps backwards, bumping into the trashcan she just pawed through and falling, literally inside of it, with a noisy squeel.

Catie (Battery): 7,3,7,5,2,4,

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 7,5,6,3,3,

Michelle (Rauko): *and like if trappd she is just still, like if frozen in place, staring down, very much like if wating a storm to hit*

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik focuses onto Catie and smiles softly...* "Been well... Keeping me busy.."

Catie (Battery): *starts slightly at the nearby squeal, looking around warily...and relaxing with another sweet smile as she recognizes Silkie. who may not want to be acknowledged at this moment, as she's rather busy with the trash....

Michelle (Rauko): ((rolling is NOT good*S*))

Dimitri C Hann: ah wha.. y-yo.. *he's all a fluster, at the trash can in an instant, hands flittering as he leaps in his nervous manner to the rescue*

Catie (Battery): *nods to Jaik* that's good, to keep busy. although i'd imagine you might wish your particualr job weren't keeping you busy. since when you're busy it means lots of people are getting hurt....

Dimitri C Hann: *he's all with the hauling of the girl out. looong fingers curling round her arms and insisting she be released from the trash can*

Silkie: Just her feet are sticking out, the can rocking as she tries to get out, but she's stuck. Hey, a popsicle stick, oh it's still gooey. *lick*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He remains staring at Michelle...and, with a sudden, yet smooth motion, he rises, approaching the meek girl.

Silkie: She grabs at Dimitri's coat sleeves, hanging on as he tries to haul her out. She weighs a good 95 pounds.

Jaikula Freedom: *He nods...* "I'd rather that it was quiet at times... But, it never stays like is.."

Michelle (Rauko): ((EWWWW))

Catie (Battery): *nibbles her lip, worried, and watches him*

Michelle (Rauko): *contains with an efort from backing, staying frozen in place, staring down... repeating to herself, she'll know if it was bad.. she'll know...*

Dimitri C Hann: 3,3,5,8,

Dimitri C Hann: (oops. wrong amount of dice)

Dimitri C Hann: 1,2,6,

Silkie: (She's gonna haul Dimitri into the trash can with her. *L*)

Silkie: Flails and grunts but doesn't seem to be getting out of the trash can.

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik watches Troy as he moves towards Michelle..

Dimitri C Hann: (*hangs head*)*Dimitri makes little progress, hauling on her with those scrawny little arms, face twitching as he's pulled towards the trash himself*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He moves to Michelle with quick, direct steps...nothing gentle or meek about it. He leans down to whisper in the girl's ear, not much worrying about personal space, or scaring her. Not his problem.

Dimitri C Hann: I'll s-s-s-save yy-y-pu.. *how sweet of the nervous little man. but superman he's not as he braces a foot on the trashcan, snarling internallly. this should not be so difficult*

Dimitri C Hann: 7,9,9,

Troy Lawrence [Battery] -> Michelle (Rauko): "Tell me about this vampire who wears my visage." It's not a request...rather, it's a rumbled command, given in the tone only a Silver Fang Royalist can, authority carrying through his voice, along with a hard edge.

Dimitri C Hann: 10,3,3,5,5,8,

Catie (Battery): ((*watches Silkie pop out of the trash can in awe*)) *keeps her dark gaze on Michelle and Troy, murmuring to Jaik* wouldn't it be nice if EMT only ever needed to answer calls for..oh....children who lick frozen lamp posts? and maybe the odd papercut?

Michelle (Rauko): *there is a sharp intake of air, she does shriks her shoulders, her hands closing over her sleeves, in a nervious gesture... but she IS used to this atitude, and keeps staring down, swallowing, muttering*

Dimitri C Hann: *pull.. puuuuulll,, and Out she comes, light as a feather, or not. .. as she sends the raily man tumbling to the ground*

Silkie: Likely her flailing is hindering the operation, but she does finally come free.

Silkie: And lands on top of her rescuer, grinning down at him. "Thanks!"

Michelle (Rauko) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: *Describes the other Troy, don't recall who was the one with blond hair and which the one with black *S*)) hesaidhewasFred...hewantedmeto..withhim...then... thewhitewolfcame.. and hesnarled,showinghisFangs.. I... Itoldofhim totheGuards... Rhya *her voice so unsure, NOT at all sure and scared he will take an offence on it*

Jaikula Freedom: *He glances to Catie as she says that and chuckles softly as he nods...* "It would be nice..." *He glances back in the direction of Michelle and Troy...

Catie (Battery): *a slight wince--she doesn't know precisely what he's saying...but she's had a few 'conversations' herself that were likley quite similiar....*

Catie (Battery): it's a lovely sort of dreamworld to imagine, isn't it Mr. Jaikula? *still watching Michelle and Troy covertly*

Dimitri C Hann: N-n0-non0 problem. um.. *the little gentleman shifts uncomfortably beneath her. this was likely more contact than he'd had in months, if not years, he doesn't exactly seem the type*

Silkie: She gives him a friendly pat on the cheek and rolls off him, then offers Dimitri a hand up.

Jaikula Freedom: *He node..* "It is.."

Catie (Battery): *a soft chuckle* what other wonders would be in your dreamworld, if i may be so bold as to ask?

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A slight nod, his stance, posture, expression all radiating a cold authority, his breeding utilized to it's fullest extent. He whispers to her again.

Dimitri C Hann: *he flinches as she pats him, lying verrry still a moment before slender fingers slide along her palm to her wrist, and he accepts her hand up, raising to his feet and dusting himself off* S-s-s-s-orry. *as though he were the one that got stuck in a trash can. needed rescued, then flattened his savior*

Jaikula Freedom: *He shifts his gaze from Michelle and Troy and smiles softly..* "Now that would be telling.."

Silkie: "Sorry for what?" Tilting her head to give him a curious look.

Catie (Battery): *a little giggle* true. but it can be fun to spin tales of dreams. and there's a school of thought that speaking the words makes them real. or at least more likely to become real.

Troy Lawrence [Battery] -> Michelle (Rauko): "I see. In the future, do not presume to compare me to something so repulsive as a leech. It will not do well for you to make such assumptions...the misunderstanding could be disastrous, should you make the reverse mistake." There's something, just dancing on the edge of danger.

Dimitri C Hann: su- uh. ... *well thats stumps him.. and he twitches a hand up to his hair in a quick jerky motion, fingering the thin silky ringlettes there* uh.. i D-d-d-d-d-don't kn-kno-know. I don't Know.

Michelle (Rauko): *there is a tiny frown, and she tenses, the blood of her Tribe? but too it's clear, she KEEP^s her eyes down, still, so still as any kinfolk who grew up with treaths and beats, she mutters*

Silkie: "Oh. Did you bump your head?"

Michelle (Rauko) -> Troy Lawrence [Battery]: yesRhya* her voice is though merely a wihspere by now*

Jaikula Freedom: "I tend to keep the stories of my dreams for those that I am saving..."

Catie (Battery): *tilts her head to Jaik, after another quick glance at teh pair* oh?

Dimitri C Hann: n-no. *he shakes his head, ringlettes bouncing about a thin jaw as he does so, watery eyes skittering about* d-d-d-do you have a uh.. a name..? that you wanted to uh.. well..if you wanted.. o-o-o-nly. to g-gg-give me?

Silkie: "My name is Silkie."

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A slight nod, and she straightens, looking down at her for a moment longer before he pivots and returns toward his seat, pulling a Dunhill cigarette as he does so, face flickering a touch.

Jaikula Freedom: *He smiles softly...* "For the children..."

Catie (Battery): oh! *nods to Jaik, something about her suggesting meek approval...smiles hesitantly at Troy as he returns, with a respectful nod*

Michelle (Rauko): ((she? *snickers* the Fang is trasvesti!! *flees*)) *She waits, perfectly still, untill he is back in his place... he turned her back to her... he... swallows, atent for any command from the voice but she just immidiatly starts trying to get out of there*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: ((Yeah, well, that's me and my gender-switching PC's. :P))

Michelle (Rauko): ((giggles))

Catie (Battery): *gives Michelle a soft, worried smile and nibbles her lip just a little*

Silkie: ((Troy's a she-male. *c*))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He takes his seat again, lighting the cigarette with one of those electic, flameless lighters, then pockets the lighter, nodding to Catie.

Jaikula Freedom: ((lol))
*Jaik smiles and looks to Troy as he comes back, then in the direction of Michelle before looking back..

Catie (Battery): ((*imagines Troy in a dress and heels. falls over laughing*))

Dimitri C Hann: SiSiSilike.. ninice to meet y-you.. *a smile held for a few seconds before its back to looking around like angry pygmy's are about to show up and start hucking spears at him*

Silkie: Sets up the tipped trash can and gathers up any spilled trash, pausing to unfold a Milky Way wrapper and lick the chocolatey residue from inside of it.

Dimitri C Hann: (I'd pay to see it)

Michelle (Rauko): *no.. she is not halting, just getting away of there.... as soon as she is out of sight, she acts into actively hiding.. to poff the hell out*

Michelle (Rauko): 3,5,7,4,10,7,8,9,

Silkie: "I need some chocolate." Tossing the wrapper away and looking towards the figures near the bench, then back at Dimitri. "Do you have any?"

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: ((Don't forget the blush and the lipstick, people. And dangly earrings.)) He looks to Jaikula with a raised brow, somewhat questioning.

Silkie: ((We get an awareness roll for that Michelle?))

Michelle (Rauko): ((*snickersr*))

Catie (Battery): ((*starts collecting money--she can slip Troy a mickey, right??*)) *waves a little to Michelle as she leaves, and ponders* i wonder...do either of you think there's still an ice cream vendor working, at this hour of the evening? *nibbles her lip and glances around*

Dimitri C Hann: N-NN-No... I uh.. I could m-maybe. if.. you uh.. wanted.. i could.. g-g--ge-ge-get you some? *he wrinsg his boney hands together, fully expecting to be slapped* thth-eres p-probably a uh.. a malt shop.. around.. so-some where.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: ((No Awareness for it, Silkie, no.))

Silkie: 2,7,8,2,2,

Jaikula Freedom: "Catie and myself were talking about dreams..."

Catie (Battery): *nods slightly* dreams can be quite fascinating. *murmurs*

Silkie: ((Is just alertness to see if she spies Michelle slipping away.))

Michelle (Rauko): ((*giggleS* I pmed her Troy *sorry, should have said aloud* =) ))

Michelle (Rauko): ((let me find her dex stealt... hum.. oh))

Michelle (Rauko): 7,9,7,6,

Silkie: "That would be great, Dimitri!"

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Ahh, dreams." He nods a little, with a vague disinterest. "Yes, they can be fascinating for some, I suppose."

Dimitri C Hann: *he nods, curling his hands up around his chest limply, a little like Mr. Burns. another nod before he starts off, man awkward in social situations* I'l uh.. I'll be b--b-back with .. uh..ch-ch-ch-chococlate..

Silkie: Curiously watches him go off to fetch chocolate. That was weird. She thought he was inviting her to dinner or something.

Catie (Battery): well..*offers tentatively* some kinds of dreams can be viewed as goals. and although it's not a form of meditation i practice personally, lucid dreaming can help you work out difficulties you're having in various areas. the mind is an amazing thing, and sometimes our subconcious has the ability to percieve information in ways that simply don't occur to our waking minds. so, a dream could be a reminder of a goal, or an affirmation that you will achieve a certain thing no matter the obstacles in your path.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Yes, of course." New age nonsense. He puts forth an air of listening, maybe even understanding, smiling ever so slightly.

Dimitri C Hann: (he'll be back inna bit. )

Silkie: Alone, she eyes the group near the bench, and heads over that way. She has a lot of people to find this week.

Silkie: ((kk))

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik nods slightly, then smiles softly...* "Well I'm going to have to cut out and get home..." *His gaze going to Troy...* "Perhaps we can catch up sometime and talk some more..." *He retrieves a business card from within his jacket and holds it out to Troy..

Catie (Battery): *chuckles softly* as i say, i don't practice lucid dreaming personally. but i do meditate. it's very good for calming under stressful situations. *ponders* i like to meditate near teh fountain in Central Park when i can. it's such a pleasant, soothing place.

Catie (Battery): *nods to Jaik and smiles softly* it was good to see you, sir. *and waves to Silkie as she approaches. considers and searches in her tote bag* Mr. Jaik, would you care for a petit four before you go? Mr. Lawrence, would you like one?

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "I would imagine it is." He looks to Jaikula and takes the card, pocketing it with a smile and drawing out one of his own, passing it back. "Perhaps we can."

Silkie: "Hi Catie!" Looks over the two men with her than plops onto the bench beside Catie.

Catie (Battery): *moves slightly closer to Troy so that Silkie can sit* how have you been? have you met Mr. Lawrence?

Silkie: "I don't think so. I've been, ummm..." ..dead. No, no, she can't say that. "..uhh...busy!"

Jaikula Freedom: *He glances in Silkie's direction as she approaches hten back to Catie and shakes his head slightly...* "No thankyou Catie..." *He looks back to Troy and nods as he takes Troy's card from him, a glance going to it as he slips it into his pocket. He then smiles to the three of them...* "I'll bid you a good evening..." *He starts off along the path...

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A look over at Silkie, eyeing her appraisingly with a cool gaze. "Hello." He looks over to Catie. "What is a petit four?"

Silkie: Waves bye to Jaik.

Silkie: "Hi. I'm Silkie." Offers her hand to Troy.

Catie (Battery): *smiles back to Jaikula* have a good night, sir....* Mr. Lawrence, may i present my friend, Miss Silkie? Miss Silkie, this is Mr. Troy Lawrence, a very good gentleman and member of my extended family.

Catie (Battery): *offers him one. it appears to be a tiny iced cake of soem sort* it's a dessert. Momma always served them when she had a luncheon, and she would let me have some if i'd been good. i am rather fond of them. *a soft chuckle*

Silkie: Makes a silent ooooh when Catie says he's family.

Jaikula Freedom: *Jaik looks around as he gets to the entrance to the park, then moves off along the street...

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Ahhh...no thank you, then, Catie." He looks to Silkie and nods, taking her hand in a powerful, immaculately manicured hand. "Miss Silkie. A pleasure."

Catie (Battery): *nods to Troy and delicately nibbles her tiny cake, waiting until handshaking is finished before just offering the whole bag to Silkie. and yes...most of them seem to have chocoalte frosting on the outside. it's the harder icing, though, so that it doesn't stick too badly to the bag*

Silkie: She's none too tidy looking after her struggle with the evil trash can. She doesn't have a particularly strong grip either, but she vigorously pumps the man's arm.

Silkie: "Nice to meet you, Troy." Takes the bag. "Are they all for me, Catie?"

Dimitri C Hann: *punks. punks sensing the preything... Dimitri is all but chased into the park by some teenagers who likely wouldn't have bothered had he not looked so damn ripe for harrassing.. a squeal announcing his presence as a can rebounds off his back and he crushes the grass quickly underfoot*

Catie (Battery): *smiles warmly* i have a whole box at home. if you're hungry, feel free to eat them all. i don't mind.

Catie (Battery): 9,9,1,8,4,8,

Catie (Battery): *looks around for the source of the squeal, tensign slightly again*

Silkie: "Thanks!" Pops one into her mouth.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He takes his hand back, pulling a hnadkerchief and wiping his hand with it, watching the messy young woman with a look that is either interest, disgust, or both. Hard to tell.

Silkie: 7,4,1,6,8,

Silkie: Blinks at Troy wiping his hand off, then looks at her palm briefly before looking towards the source of the squeel.

Silkie: Puts her fingers in her mouth and whistles loudly, then waves at Dimitri. "Over here!"

Dimitri C Hann: *fleeeee... as quick as he can at a walk... breaking into a run every 5th step or so, if only for a few strides. he's a mess as he looks for silkie, alerted by the whistle and veering*

Catie (Battery): you're quite welcome. *smiles softly and quietly raids her tote again for a small bottle of hand sansitizer. discreetly placed on teh bench between herself and Troy. she doens't look at him while she does this, dark eyes skimming until they fix on the thin man*

Silkie: ((*LOL* Hey, she's not THAT dirty!))

: ((Open and Time?))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: ((Open, current time, I dooo believe.))

Dimitri C Hann: *a grocery sac held in his hand, cola dribbling off of it, and off his tweed suit. apparently the can had coke still in it*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: While Dmitri has Silkie's attention, he discreetly makes use of the hand sanitizer. She may not be THAT dirty, but she's dirty enough.

Silkie: Hops off the bench. "You okay, Dimitri?"

Silkie: ((Gives Troy cooties))

Catie (Battery): *when he's finished, she slips the rest of the bottle back into her tote calmly and discreetly*

Catie (Battery): *tilts her head at the thin man curiously* i don't know him....

Dimitri C Hann: *a jerky nod as he extends the bag to her with one hand, other hand flitting over himself, smoothig, tucking, arranging, in spindly nuerosis.* F-f-f-fine.. j-j-just k-k-ids.. having f-f--f- f--f-f ff-f-f-ff-f-f fu fu fun. *he gets it spit out and nods. yep. fun*

Silkie: Accepts the bag. "Thanks! Oh, Dimitri this is Catie and Troy." Peeks inside the bag to see what he brought her.

Catie (Battery): *smiles shyly to the man* it's nice to meet you, sir.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He's wearing a hoodie the hood up and a benie pinning his hair to his head and hiding it, a pair of glasses perch on his nose. He wears a battered leather coat over the hoodie and a pair of blue jeans that look like they've taken a beating. He wears a large pair of black combat boots that look to be reinforced. Hearing squeels and scuffling he slips into the park, keeping to the shadows. (Dex stealth followed by per alertness)

Dimitri C Hann: *3 chocolate bars of various sorts, some chocolate gut rot donuts, a wagonwheel thing, and an iced chocolate cappacino thing in a sealed cup*

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: 5,2,8,3,3,

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: 3,5,10,6,4,

Dimitri C Hann: * a fidgetty hand waves* Hi H-H-i.

Dimitri C Hann: 7,7,9,7,2,4,8,9,

Silkie: ((Silkie plus caffeine. Hmmm. *G*)) "Wow, thanks Dimitri." Pulling the cup out of the bag then holding out the little baggie off candies that Catie gave her. "Want a petite four?"

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He's not very stealthy tonight, the shadows just arn't deep enough and the fading blue of the jeans isn't exactly made for it, but his perception is a little better his eyes scanning over the kids with the cans and then the group from a short distance away near some trees.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 6,8,5,10,

Silkie: 9,8,5,1,4,

Dimitri C Hann: *very little escapes the paranoid twitch of watery blue eyes, Thanos certaintly not excluded. he watches the man move through the shadows, quite obviously seeing him*

Silkie: Spies a figure but can't quite make out who it is, given darkness and distance.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: His eyes flick over to Thanos, and something passes through his eyes. "Pardon me." He picks up his cellular phone off his belt, dialing a phone number as he stands, moving away from the group to speak quietly into the phone.

Silkie: Shakes the little bag of candy at Dimitri, because he's not paying attention to her. "Want some?"

Catie (Battery): *nods to Troy, giving him a small smile. just observing the other interactions going on. pehraps she's getting tired*

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He cocks his head to one side and his hand slips inside the hoodie pulling out the pendant he wears, he begins to turn it in his fingures and he bites his lip. though he doesn't move.

Dimitri C Hann: *his head snaps back to Silkie and he withdraws his entire body from the chocoalte like she was offering him cancer* N-n-n-n-o..ththththank you.

Silkie: "You sure? They're good!"

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He speaks quietly on the phone, eyes flicking around the vicinity as he does so.

Catie (Battery): *quietly bends downt ot get her tote, rubbing her eyes a bit. rises and slips toward Silkie* i hope you enjoy the petit fours. i'm going to go home and play with my cats before i go to bed. *smiels softly to the girl*

Dimitri C Hann: y-y-yes.. I'm uh.. I'm sure.. they're..all for uh .. all for you.. I'd better g-go. *he starts backing away, flashing a nervous smile to Catie and Silkie.. *

Silkie: "Bye Catie. Thanks!"

Catie (Battery): *gives Dimitri a shy smile in return* good night, sir...good night, Silkie....*slips toward Troy, angling to put distance between them, but herself in his line of sight. and gives him a wave and a shy smile*

Silkie: "Oh, okay. Umm, bye Dimitri." She settles on the bench and drops the candies into the bag Dimitri brought her, then chugs down half the iced cappuccino.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He eyes the two them who are to be eaving and eases up bitting his lip a little. closing his eyes for a moment.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((leaving even))

Silkie: *Waves bye to Catie.*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A look to Catie, and he nods to her, briefly. Looking a little relieved that she is leaving.

Silkie: Looks over at Troy.

Catie (Battery): *waves back to Silkie and pulls out her cell, pausing to make a quiet phone call. her second favorite cabbie is on duty tonight!*

Silkie: Peers inside the bottle she's drinking from.

Catie (Battery): *gives Troy a slightly quizzical smile and heads to the gate, putting up the phone. and making certain she remains in view, of course, with plenty of directions to run at need*

Silkie: Swings her legs.

Silkie: Looks over at the more distant figures.

Silkie: Looks inside her bottle again, then chugs down more of its contents.

Dimitri C Hann: *he does some skittering, out and away... dripping cola. fucking punks. *

Silkie: Caps it and shakes it, so it's bubbly.

Catie (Battery): ((*G* night, ya'll. fun! *toddles and kerflopples*))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He nods as silkie looks up, his face masked in the shadows of his hood but even he can recognise he isn't hidden very well otherwise.

Silkie: *waves bye to Dimitri*

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: A blink, and he looks at Silkie. Something...recognizing comes into his gaze.

Silkie: Did he nod? Waves just in case.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Night Catie-P, Dimitri-P *waves and offers hugs to those who want*))

Silkie: She gives Troy a sweet smile and tips back the bottle draining it of its bubbly sweet caffeine pumped contents.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He slips off the pendant from round his neck and holds it so she can see, though it's small and indistinct at the distance, he's guessing here and with his current state of afairs he's not risking it.

Silkie: Hops off the bench and tosses her empty bottle into the trash, then peers towards the hooded figure. What's he doing over there?

Silkie: 6,9,5,1,7,

Robert Truman: * The stern looking man enters the park from the west, leaving his car parked halfway on the sidewalk as he walks across the lawn on the direction of the water. *

Snow: As per normal people move in and out of the Park, some bums pushing shopping carts filled with their prescious belonging, and what not. The general goings on around the park.

Silkie: It looks kind of like... Hmmm. She fetches her bag of treats and heads towards him.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He remains where he is, cell phone put away, watching Silkie, eyes occasionally flicking over to Thanos.

Silkie: "Thanos?"

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He slips the pendant back on and nods to silkie again.

Snow: Two men follow Robert as he walks, having gotten there right behind him. Two other people approach from the east.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "So it is you?" his voice is quiet.

Silkie: Smiles up at him. "You okay?"

Silkie: "I'm still me," she assures him.

Snow: A bum passes right by Tanos and Silkie on his way to a trash can not far away.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "In some respects, I'm shocked to see you, we thought you were..." he chockes off, like he can't say it.

Silkie: Glances at the bum.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: 9,6,2,2,4,

Silkie: Looks back up at Thanos and gives him a gentle pat. "I was."

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: Glances around picking out people moving here and there, nothing that catches his attention too greatly.

Silkie: 1,8,4,3,10,

Snow: The bun starts tossing garbage out of the trash can, like it is a normal thing.

Robert Truman: * He motions too the other two men too turn down their radio's as he turns down his own. * " Try to keep at least seven yards between yourselves and him in case he decides too fight and he is still carrying that pistol. "

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He nods. "I see." from his voice it's evident he doesn't, but that he also doesn't expect an explination. "How long have you been... back?" he says thinking about how to say it, a slight smile evident in his voice though his face is still hidden, and his voice taking on some warmth as opposed to the icey voice he normally has.

Snow: They nod and turn down their radio's, the dup on the other side have already do this as not to spook them. Two people walk towards each other and they look like they are making a deal, as some things exchange hands, but they are about 6 yeards away from Thanos and Silkie further in the darkness.

Silkie: "A few days. How have you been?"

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: 5,4,4,2,

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: His eyes rest behind his back, watching the two quite calmly. He makes no note of the others.

Silkie: "Oh, I saw Tom." Smiles sweetly. "He cried when he saw me."

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "I've had my ups and downs." a familiar grin. "Much better for seeing you alive and well though." he says with a slight nod.

Robert Truman: * Robert takes a deep breath and pulls his baseball cap lower over his eyes to try and shield his face. * " Okay, lets do it then. Nice and loud. Leave them with no doubt who we are and why we are here. "

Silkie: "Thanks. Want some candy?" And she holds out her bag of treats open to him.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "I'm glad you've seen him, he'd have wanted to know you were back." he nods, again.

Robert Truman: * With that he sets out to caver the rest of the distance, limping slightly in an effort too look less like a cop. *

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "I don't eat that kind of thing remeber." he says quietly to her a slight chuckle.

Snow: The bum at the trash can picks something out and takes it back to his cart, the two people doing their deal in the shadows flick their eyes around the area. The two people approach from the east contiunue their approach. A bag lady with a bunch of bags in her hands slippers on her feet shuffles past muttering about the prices of oranges. The two following Rober just await his signal.

Silkie: "Must get boring eating only the same thing all the time." And she fishes a chocolately donut from the bag.

Silkie: Takes a bite, glancing around. Ever watchful for monsters.

Snow: The bag lady seems to lose something or thinks she has and she stops setting bags on the ground, oh that is the problem she takes off her slipper and shakes something out of it before slipping it on.

Silkie: 1,1,10,6,3,

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He laughs and shakes his head. "Never really though about it, but it's never the same thing really, though I'm not sure how that would translate."

Silkie: Of course she's talking to one, but that doesn't count. Ooooh, this is a pretty good donut. She takes a bigger bite.

Robert Truman: * As his small group gets closer he moves slightly to make sure that if he needs to fire his bullets will carry out over the bay and not into the city. Once close enough he throws up his left arm, his hand balled into a fist as his right hand sweeps the suitcoat back and draws the pistol. * " New York Police Department! Everyone down on your knees with your hands at the back of your head! Do it now! "

Silkie: Totally distracted by chocolately goodness, a happy sigh escapes her.

Snow: At Roberts shout The Bag Lady pulls down her official badge from it;s hidding spot on her chest and pulls her weapon to point it at Thanos and Silkie, the two making the deal do the same thing and so does the bum pulling his weapon from the Cart. The two behind robert fan further out and the other two make it so that Thanos and Silkie are fully surropunded.

Silkie: ((How close is Robert?))

Robert Truman: {{ 8 Yards }}

Snow: ((Just to note there is 8 cops 9 with Robert surrounding Thanos and Silkie.))

Silkie: Her eyes go wide as she turns in a slow circle.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He hears it and looks around, then mutters something to himself. "here we go again" he whispers to silkie with a grin. and puts his hands behind his head slowly down to his knees.

Snow: Several more shouts of "DOWN ON YOUR KNEES NOW" come frtom the other officers.

Silkie: She looks up as though the sky itself were a potential escape route, then back towards where Troy was with his phone. Catie said he was family.

Robert Truman: * He yells again with his authority voice. * " Do it now! Down! "

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He remains where he is, calmly watching as the cops move in. No, he certainly does not get down on his knees. He's a good ways away, although in visual range, so unless they mistake him for a criminal...HA HA HA HA...he is not worried.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Rolling perception survival to see if he can spot a way out of this, that ok? or you want different roll snow?))

Silkie: Flinches at the shouting and sinks down to her knees, still clutching the bag of treats.

Snow: ((Actualy it would be a perception Streewise))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Ok,am good with that too))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Is why I checked))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: 3,3,5,

Snow: "Drop the bag, and put your hands on your head." comes a shot to Silkie. They are slowely with their weapons drawn moving in closer.

Robert Truman: * He leaves his finger off the trigger as they go down. * " Hands on the back of your head, Ma'am. Drop the bag. "

Snow: Yeah thanos cannot see a way out of this one, 9 guns pointed at them from 9 cops surrounding them in a circle.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He glances around, "Nothing, shit." he curses under his breath. "Not as good a night as I thought."

Snow: ((Shot=shout))

Silkie: She carefully sets the bag down in the grass and puts her hands on her head.

Silkie: Wide eyes flicker from face to face as the cops get closer.

Robert Truman: * He nods slightly. * " Hook up the male first. "

Snow: They keep advancing, and when they get close. 4 of them keep weapons trainned on the two of them while two Handcuff Thanos, and pat him down, and two handcuff Silkie, and pat her down.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He withdraws a cigarette, with slow, deliberate motions, in case any of the officers take it as a hostile action. The lighter comes out, and he flares it to life.

Robert Truman: * He recognizes Troy, but his attention is on Thanos and Silkie at the moment. *

Silkie: She's wearing shorts and a tee shirt. Not many hiding places. Her feet are bare. They find a live snail and centipede in her pocket. The centipede probably stings someone's hand.

Silkie: ((If they check her pockets that is.))

Snow: The snail and centipede get removed and the person doing that does indeed get stung by it. The centipede gets tossed away from the group.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He complies, murmering a string of curses. his gun isn't on him, though he has a knife slipped in the side of his belt.

Snow: ((What does Thanos have on him?))

Silkie: Her eyes glide back towards Troy when he flicks the lighter.

Robert Truman: * As soon as the cuffs are on them he puts his pistol back where it belongs. * " Good jobs, guys. Make sure to use gloves. Might have needles or somthing. "

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((a knife and a mobile phone, yes shock he went and got one.))

Snow: ((*S* thanks))They remove the knife. "No other weapons besides this Sir." says the officer patting Thanos down.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: "What did you expect?" he says mumbling to himself more than the officers or silkie.

Silkie: ((Oh, forgot, she has a small cell phone too))

Robert Truman: " He looks over too Thanos and shakes his head. * " Good move. " * Then he procedes to read both of them their rights in a loud enough voice so that Troy can hear it. *

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He takes a drag off the cigarette, watching the two get arrested with an incredible amount of impassiveness.

Silkie: Looks around, waiting for a chance to run. Checking to see if they've put away their guns yet.

Snow: The people patting down do have them on, but as they find nothing else on them, they take them off after bagging evidence/what ever was on them that was not alive. Two of the officers haul Thanos to his feet and start walking him to the awaiting transport. Two other officers haul Siulkie to her feet and escort her to the awaiting transport. And yes for clarification they have a hand on both of thanos' arms and the same for silkie, almost vice like grips so that it would be more difficult to run at this point. Two of the other offices also walk along just incase someone decided to run for it.

Silkie: Rolls her lips as she's hauled towards a vehicle. "Thanos?!" She doesn't know what to do!

Snow: Yes, now that they are being escorted to police cars, they do have their gun away but at the ready.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He bites down hard, you can hear a crunch as his teeth come together, he smiles and then falls forward and begins to choke held up by the officers coughing into the ground and slowly going silent. ((rolling, Intel + medicne to fake chocking, though the stopping breathing should give them the point))

Robert Truman: * He looks over to Troy and calls out... * " You going to take the boy or do you want us to pursue the federal charge? "

Snow: ((Charisma Preformance))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Scratch that plan then, DLP))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: Though he still grits his teeth he looks to silkie and shakes his head. though his face (now unhooded presumably) shows no sign of defeat, not yet anyway.

Snow: They continue on their way, one of the officers waiting with Robert, the other now following behind the other 6 and Silkie and Thanos, towards the awaiting police cars.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "That's still being determined." He starts to walk over to the group, a drag of smoke being exhaled, slowly. "We can sort that all out once he's resting behind bars."

Snow: Oh yes and they have been read their rights, durring this whole trip over to the cars.

Silkie: Walks quietly along.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He stays silent but looks to silkie with an appologetic look, and narrows his eyes at Troy when he joins the group.

Robert Truman: " Well thanks for the car. Was starting to wonder where the little fucker was hiding. " * He turns to watch as they are led away. * " I guess I will head over to the roundhouse then and see if they decide to go the lawyer route. "

Snow: Thanos get's put in the back seat of one of the cars. Silke get's taken to yet another car to be put in the back seat of that one,

Robert Truman: {{ Car=Call }}

Silkie: Silkie just looks scared. She slides into the back seat and scoots to the far side.

Snow: Once they are put in the seperate cars, two cops get into the front seats of each, one to drive and one to keep an eye on the prisoner.

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: He meets Thanos's gaze, a touch of arrogance in his smirk, and moves along, with Robert. "Indeed, Agent Truman. Excellent work."

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: He sits where he's put and watches the car silkie's bringing his cuffed hands up to his neck he fiddles with the pendant.

Snow: ((Thanos' hands are behind him so are Silkies))

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((Good point, that ain't going to work, hmm, ok. in that case))
he sits and watches, uncomfortably, coz can't sit back with ur arms behind your back.

Snow: Once everyone is inside, the cars head off to the station. One cop car following behind. The two officers left behind head back to their car to also head back to process the items they were carrying and to help file the report as well.

Thanos Augustus -Incognito-: ((To goverment complex? or somewhere else?))

Robert Truman: * He nods... * " Tell that too your locals. My part was easy. " * He begins to head off back to his car, pulling his cellphone as he walks. As an afterthought he calls back... * " You want me to call the victim about doing a lineup? "

Snow: ((Yes to government complex))

Silkie: ((hops))

Troy Lawrence [Battery]: "Yes, please." He nods to Robert, offering a small smile. He nods to Robert, then moves to head toward the police station. He wants to walk. It's not far, after all.

Robert Truman: * With a nod he dial, continuing to his car. *

POLICE STATION

Snow: The car's pull into parking places, and the cops get out, they really do not want these two for some reason to get away. The back door is opened and once more escorted by two cops, with a hand on their arms they set off inside.

Silkie: Her eyes dart here and there, as she's pushed, pulled and hustled along towards whatever horrors await within the police building.

Thanos Augustus: He doesn't resist, now isn't the time. He watches silkie to be sure she's ok.

Silkie: Gives Thanos a scared look.

Snow: With charges already on file, and warrents having been placed for their arrest, they both go through the process of getting booked, fingerprinting, pictures with their file number.

Robert Truman: * He steps through the doors at the front of the building and stops to speak with the watch sergeant, telling him that Anne is coming and when she gets here that Robert would like to be paged. *

Thanos Augustus: He nods to her as reassuringly as he can before stepping into the station looking round for a clock, not wanting to be caught without cover when the sun comes up. not that he has alot of choice where he is at the moment.

Silkie: Normally it would all be interesting and exciting, but these are cops and she knows they're bad, so likely everything they do is for some nepharious purpose.

Robert Truman: * After that he heads up too central booking to make sure that a couple of rooms are ready. *

Silkie: *Tries to lick the ink off her fingers.*

Snow: ((To speed up the process, Thanos and Silkie go through booking, this way it gives time for the other players to get here, tiome waise.))

Thanos Augustus: he complies to the process, not really having a choice and knowing it so why resist, a cold outward glean that seems almost indifferent to the whole thing.

Silkie: ((kk))

Snow: Silkie get's her hands handcuffed behinjd her back when she starts licking the ink off her fingers.

Thanos Augustus: ((Yip, sounds good to me *G*))

Anne Tralbor: -Someone- was at work. -Someone- works at the Concerto. She has her camera, and she has makeup and heels, and she has a dress. A long dress. Showing her ID at the front desk

Anne Tralbor: Blonde hair is set into pin curls, a few twists framing her porcelain face. Her eyes are shadowed, a hazy, smoky color that doesn't dare sparkle or glitter. Wisping together with sooty lashes too long and ideal to be real, she has vaguely cattish eyes, made to look wide and feline with the illusion of makeup, all over bright red lips. Her gown is sleeveless, a dark silver that catches and deflects light, each gather dark and the crest of each fold shining light. Fitted above the waist, it's a little looser about the legs, and stops just shy of the floor, allowing matching heels to the visible. Backless, there is no tie behind the neck, just a silvery chain that dangles a trio of red crystals down her otherwise bare back

Silkie: She doesn't look too happy about having her picture taken.

Snow: Thanos and Silkie are placed in seperate interrogation rooms, for the time being. Silkie is still handcuffed to keep her from eating ink.

Troy Lawrence: He comes in, finally, having taken the slow walk there.

Robert Truman: * As soon as he hears the page her draws his phone and heads downstairs, calling booking to get the lineup togeather. *

Silkie: Bounces in the chair, swinging her legs and looking around, nervous and revved on caffeine to boot.

Robert Truman: * Steping out into the lobby he smiles to Anne and motions for her to follow him. *

Thanos Augustus: He sits in the interrogation room closed eyes hands in his lap presuming they're not handcuffed behind his back. He listens intently to be sure of anything around him, but outwardly looks to maybe be sleeping, his breath very slow.

Silkie: "May I make a phone call, please?"

Troy Lawrence: He looks to Robert, and then Anne, as he steps through the doors, smiling a little and nodding to them both, moving to follow them both.

Anne Tralbor: She waits downstairs, one hand on her camera case, the other fiddling with a packet of cigarettes as she eyes the no smoking signs. Dress swirling with every turn, standing by the desk

Snow: Thanos get's brought out of the room he is in and taken down to yet another room, where there is 5 other people.

Anne Tralbor: She smiles, and nods, steel heels clacking on the floor as she follows Robert.

Snow: The person in the room with Silkie, speaks up. "In a bit, you wiull be able to make your phone call."

Silkie: "Are you going to kill me?"

Robert Truman: * He leads them too the elevator and then out into the booking department bullpen. Taking up the phone he speaks quietly. * " This is Agent Truman. Lets do the girl first, please. "

Thanos Augustus: He steps into the room and faces the mirror.

Snow: Once Anne, Troy, and Robert, are in the room, Thanos is let in with the 5 other people, 2 in front of him and 3 behind him, they are told to face forward when they get in there.

Anne Tralbor: A sort of hissing whistle, nervous, as she goes where Robert indicates, but quiet apart. Driming her fingrs nervously

Robert Truman: " Okay Anne. Take a long look and see if any of these people were involved in your incident. Write down the number over their head and show Mr. Lawrence and myself if any of them look like they were there. "

Anne Tralbor: 6,6,3,3,2,

Robert Truman: * He looks to what she has writen down and then glances up to see if its a good ID. *

Snow: Silkie get's taken and brought from the room she is in to yet another one, filled with others there is 5 others in here. Her handcuffs are removed at this juncture. Silkie is told that when the time comes to walk into the room following in the line with the others, then then face forward once inside.

Silkie: Rubs her wrists and looks at the other girls in the room.

Silkie: That's odd, they all sort of look a little like Tansy.

Snow: Robert realizes it is a good ID

Troy Lawrence: He looks over to Robert, eyebrow raised.

Robert Truman: " Same deal here Anne. Just this last one. "

Anne Tralbor: 9,1,4,4,8,

Snow: Thjanos and the others get escorted out and thanos get's taken back to the interrogation room that he had been in before. Silkie Group get's escorted in and told to face the mirror

Robert Truman: * Then he returns the nod to Troy and almost smiles. *

Silkie: Hesitates at the door, when they're told to file in, peering suspiciously into the room. Gas chamber? Firing squad? What are they doing?

Anne Tralbor: She paces up and down a coucple of times. Eyeing them fitfully. The girl she really only saw underwater. Then scribbles a number down and slips it across, after scribbling out her first choice.

Snow: There is 4 people in front of Silkie and one behind her. Position 5 is where she is at. Anne get's the feeling that that one could be her other attacker in position 5

Thanos Augustus: Once in the room he closes his eyes again and sits back taking a deep breath and fishing the pendant out of his hoodie rubbing it between his fore finger and thumb.

Robert Truman: * He looks up... * " Are you sure? We can have them speak if you think a voice might help. "

Snow: Oh no silkie is pushed isnide the room, there are officers in the room there is nothing odd really about it a room with a mirror and lines detailing height along the wall that they stand against.

Silkie: Staggers in, and looks around, then stares at the mirror hard.

Anne Tralbor: She nods nervously, thumbing her ear carefully. Then scribbling [I mainly saw her underwater. If you can get them to talk, please? It might help]

Robert Truman: * He hits the intercom and speaks into the bullpen. * " Starting with number one please step forward and say Mary had a little lamb. "

Silkie: She could go through that... turns around to look a the wall, tilting her head back to look up at the stripes. She's never seen a wall painted that way before.

Troy Lawrence: Dark green eyes impassively watch the lineup as they speak.

Snow: The first 4 people step forward and say "Mary had a little lamb" then step back into line.

Silkie: Runs a hand over the wall.

Robert Truman: " Lets go five. "

Silkie: There has to be a way out.

Snow: An officer inside the room says to Silkie. "Miss please step a foot forward and say Mary had a little lamb."

Silkie: Looks around for the owner of the voice.

Anne Tralbor: She's watching, nibbling on the mound at the base of her thumb, and not those shiny red nails. Painted lips well curved back from her teeth, watching with morbid interest

Silkie: Looks at the officer. "Why?"

Snow: ((This also is another intel+alert Anne))

Anne Tralbor: 3,7,6,2,8,

Snow: "Just say the wrods Mary had a little lamb."

Silkie: Looks nervously around the room then back at the officer. "I'd like to speak to my lawyer, please."

Robert Truman: * He sighs as he watches the girl and hits the intercom again. * " Thats good enough. Your turn six. "

Anne Tralbor: She nods, clacking back and passing over the number 5, with a written addendum [Definately.]

Snow: The officer looks to the mirror to see if that is good enough or not. As the 6th person says the line"mary had a little lamb" shooting a look to Silkie that indicated that she thinks that Silkie is stupid.

Robert Truman: * He smiles back too Anne. * " Was it the voice or her asking for a lawyer? "

Robert Truman: * He hits the intercom again. * " Thank you all. Keep them separated. "

Silkie: Silkie gets those looks a lot when she's in unfamiliar situations. She pays it no heed.

Anne Tralbor: Scribbling quickly [Voice. That, and the questioning absolutely everything] A nervous smile as she passes it over, and a slight shake of her head, pin curls tumbling down her neck

Robert Truman: " You did good Anne. You got them both. "

Troy Lawrence: He smiles a little bit at Robert's question.

Snow: Silkie and the other 5 get escorted from the room. Silkie get's escorted back to the room she had been in before. And once again there is an officer in there with her Waiting with her.

Anne Tralbor: A touch of a relieved smile, and she turns to glance to Troy, and then back to Rob, the light skirt swirling out and wrapping around herself. Showoff. [So what now?]

Silkie: Settles into the chair again, looking around. Peeks under the table.

Robert Truman: * He looks back too Troy and nods. * " I guess that is that. She wants a lawyer but at least we know its the girl we want. Assume that you are going to want your own people to question them? "

Snow: There is nothing under the table, it has even been scrapped clean of gum, oh wow. Thanos and Silkie play the waiting game. Robert get's told by an officer that Silkie wanted to make hert phone call as well.

Robert Truman: " Thats all I needed from you, Anne. Did you need to talk to Anne, Mr. Lawrence? "

Silkie: Looks at the cop watching her. Maybe she should lick him.

Troy Lawrence: "We will, yes." He nods to Robert. "Thank you for your work, Agent Truman." He looks at Anne, and smiles. "And thank you, as well."

Robert Truman: " She can make a call as soon as her lawyer is present. If she is wanting to call her councilor have the watch Sergeant make the call. "

Snow: The cop in there with Silkie is female, not male.

Silkie: ... lick her then. She studies the woman, looking to see if she's wearing a gun.

Robert Truman: * He nods again. * " Then I will get to work on my report then. Have a good one. "

Anne Tralbor: She shrugs, and smiles, smoothing the dress eeeever so carefully. Custom work, and pretty and cut to flatter her pale, porcelain features

Snow: There is one window in the room it is barred and gated. And I would say that Thanos has about 3 hours till sun up.

Snow: The phone rings in the room and the officer picks it up and someone talkis on the other end and she says. "Okay" and hangs up the phone. To Silkie. "You will be able to make yourphone call as soon as a lawyer arrives, unless you call is to a lawyer, then I will need that number, and we shall make that call for you."

Thanos Augustus: His eyes remain closed, there's no need to panic just yet.

Troy Lawrence: "You as well, Mr. Truman." He nods, and moves to make a few phone calls, as well as telling the officers to get the phone number for Silkie's lawyer.

Silkie: "I don't know who my lawyer is. I want to call my friend."

Snow: No weapon in her no, but there is that mirror and the camera in the room so whatever Silkie does, will be caught on film.

Silkie: Eyes the camera.

Snow: "Then you will ber able to make your call aftert a lawyer arrives."

Robert Truman: * He steps outside and reaches for where his cigarettes should be, then realizes for the hundreth time that he quit. With a smile too Anne he starts for his office. * " Will be calling you again soon. For dinner. Bye. "

Snow: Troy get's informed that she doesn't know who her lawyer is. that the phone call she wishes to make is to a friend.

Anne Tralbor: She grins faintly after Robert. Her own pet Fibbie. She doesn't quite blow a kiss after him, but does look after him fondly, a final glance towards Troy to see if she needs to stick around

Troy Lawrence: He nods to the officer. "We will call a lawyer for her in the morning, then. Place her in detention." He looks to Anne. "You're free to go, Miss Tralbor. We'll contact you when we need to deposition you."

Silkie: "How can my lawyer come if I don't call my friend first so she can get me one? Am I being charged with something?"

Anne Tralbor: She smiles, nods, and steps outside. Mobile, mobile. Pondering a moment, and checking through her cards. Then firing off a text

Snow: ((We are going to need to pause the scene for the time.))

Thanos Augustus: ((Am cool with that, oh and for information of the policy people there be no numbers in Thanos's phone.))

Silkie: ((Is going to crash, since we're pausing. Nighty night everyone! Thanks for the great scene!))

Snow -> Troy Lawrence: Anne Tralbor -> Snow: The text is sent to one of the Concerto staff, none of whom are on right now. But since Thanos doesn't have MUCH time ... [Hi, Anne here. They were having me pick out the other two - the girl and guy? V and M? Taking the rest of the night off, since by the time I get back, the event will be done] Anne Tralbor -> Snow: ((She knows a demon, a vampire, and a 'mermaid' attacked her *amused* She knows Tom was the demon. Thus, Thanos is a vampire, and Silkie the mermaid))

Snow: ((Night everyone thanks for the scene, we will find a time either seperatlky or together to finish this off *S*))

THANOS

Ravyn: ((So, go ahead and roll Intelligence))

Thanos Augustus: 3,5,9,

Ravyn: All right, so Thanos's best bet, as near as he can figure, is to play dead. Do some gurgling, spit up some vitae, make alot of noise then collapse. Then, he'll at least be moved out of the jail cell.

Thanos Augustus: Expending a blood point for the blood froth and coughed up, ((what you want me to roll to make it look authentic, as if the blood and heart stopped wasn't enough.))

Ravyn: ((Man+Performance; or, rather, in your case, Man vs. 8. *S* Although it'll be pretty convincing when you...you know. Act dead. *G*))

Thanos Augustus: 2,8,

Thanos Augustus: Considering his record with making things look convincing he thinks he's not pulled of a bad one her, he coughs blood up onto the table to the shock of the gaurd, his eyes role back as he continues to cough and the blood begins to drip from his moth and he collapses off the chair his eyes staring vacantly at the cealing, unblinking.

Ravyn: Well, it's...kind of convincing. The guards think he's pulling something, even for a couple minutes after he's been lying on the ground. Luckily, Thanos is able to stay unmoving, and eventually, the cops get worried, and one of them moveis in to check on him. He checks his pulse, then his eyes widen. "Oh, shit...he's dead, I think!"

Thanos Augustus: (it's more convinving than I expected, lol))

Ravyn: They call in a doctor, who tries to perform CPR on the poor dead guy for a few minutes. ((Gimme a STA roll to remain still))

Thanos Augustus: He just lies motionless, Now is not a good time to attract attention, resists the temptation too look at the gaurds.

Thanos Augustus: ((can I use fort aswell or just stam?))

Ravyn: ((Just Stamina. Fortitude is specifically for damage, as opposed to endurance and the like.))

Thanos Augustus: ((fair nuff, makes sense.))

Thanos Augustus: 6,5,2,

Ravyn: He just BARELY manages to stay still, letting his body's reactions to the pumping on his chest be all the motion he has. A couple minor twitches are attributed to the CPR.

Ravyn: Finally, the doctor declares him deceased. They load him up on a gurney and move him out, to the morgue. They also quarantine the cell area, as they don't know exactly what disease he has. He gets shoved into a locker in the morgue, as daylight comes.

Thanos Augustus: the door closed he relaxes slightly, well as much as you can in that kind of situation, he closes his eyes and begins to sleep. letting his mind clock over for what to do about all this tomorrow night.

Ravyn: He wakes up the next night, in the locker. Whoa, looks like someone had an autopsy. He's got the Y-stitch, the whole thing. Likely, they broke a few scalpels on his chest.

Ravyn: ((You have the equivalent of three health levels of lethal damage, and are down one Blood Point.))

Thanos Augustus: ((Ouch that's gotta hurt)) he shuffles round, not easy in such a confined space and looks at the door, he takes a moment his eyes turning red and it all becomes so much clearer. he looks at the door mechanism to see if he can open it from the inside.

Thanos Augustus: ((right, whilst he's in there he'll take the time to heal up aswell, taking him down to 7 bp.))

Ravyn: The locker does have a release on the inside.

Thanos Augustus: he cocks his head an amused grin, but doesn't release the catch just yet, he places his ear to the side of the door and listens for any sign that there might be someone out there.

Ravyn: ((Per+Alert, diff 8))

Thanos Augustus: ((6 due to acute hearing, unless you've already taken that into account))

Thanos Augustus: 2,8,7,4,3,

Ravyn: ((Sorry, 6. *S*)) He doesn't hear anyone out there.

Thanos Augustus: He unhitches the catch as quietly as he can and pushes it open catiously and looking around the room. ((you want me to role stealth&dex or something to be quiet &/or perception alert for anything in the room that he might spot?))

Ravyn: ((Yeah, both Dex+Stealth and Per+Alert))

Thanos Augustus: 2,1,7,8,5,

Thanos Augustus: 5,9,2,7,6,

Ravyn: Well, he's been sneakier before, but he's able to note that there's no one in the morgue at this point. He will have a guard he has to slip by to get out.

Ravyn: Oh, yes. And Thanos has no clothes.

Thanos Augustus: ((Right, hmm, chilly tonight isn't it? lol.)) ok one thing at a time, there's no one about yet, so he'll keep an ear out and in the mean time check to see if there's something to wear, after all he'll stick out like a sore thumb in his current state.

Ravyn: ((Per+Investigation))

Thanos Augustus: 8,3,2,1,9,

Ravyn: A lab coat is the best thing he can find.

Thanos Augustus: Hmm, he's not the master manipulator but it'll have to do for a short while, he slips it on and looks around for any thing he can use as a weapon. (perception investigation again right?))

Thanos Augustus: 3,5,7,9,3,

Ravyn: It's a morgue, so there's no shortage of scalpels, bone saws, and that kind of thing. A few blunt objects...bowls, pans. Even a pipe.

Thanos Augustus: Hmm, pipe looks good to him and he picks it up weighing it in his hand before moving to the door opening it just a crack, pearing out and listening. (stealth dex again followed by perception alertness)

Thanos Augustus: 4,8,8,8,4,

Thanos Augustus: 2,9,4,4,10,

Ravyn: 8,4,6,7,

Ravyn: The guard there glances around as the door creaks little bit, though he doesn't look specifically at Thanos or the door.

Thanos Augustus: gaurd, ok, how far away? is there more than one? his eyes dart round and he shifts the pipe ever so slightly in his hand.

Ravyn: He's right near the door, and yes, only the one. People usually don't break out of morgues. *G*

Thanos Augustus: ((I know, but best to be sure. some creepy people break in.)) he opens the door and swiftly moves to bring the pip down on the gaurds head. to try to knock him out. (initiative or do I get the jump on him?, called hit diff 8 right?)

Ravyn: ((Roll Init))

Ravyn: 5,

Thanos Augustus: 10,

Thanos Augustus: ((16))

Ravyn: So, you have a free attack this round. Dex+Melee, Diff 8

Thanos Augustus: 7,6,2,6,9,2,

Ravyn: ((Strength+1 Damage))

Thanos Augustus: 9,9,7,2,

Ravyn: A satsifying *THUNK* on the head, and the man goes down in a bloody heap.

Ravyn: ((Still alive, mind you. *S*))

Thanos Augustus: He checks that the guy is still alive then takes a little blood to make sure he stays down, not enough to kill the man, but enough to replenish some of what he's lost. with that done he moves quickly to try and find the exit. keeping an eye and ear out encase there's anyone else around.

Ravyn: He'll live. He'll need medical attention, but he'll be found soon enough.

Ravyn: ((One more Per+Invest))

Thanos Augustus: 6,3,2,5,3,

Ravyn: It takes him a few moments of frantic searching, but he does find the exit, and escapes into the night.

Thanos Augustus: He slips off into the night, making sure he's not followed and heads for home via a zig zag of back allys. ((Thanks for the RP Rav, and for the escape.))

Ravyn: ((No problem. *S*))