Kurt Samson: [*tries on a color*]

Kurt Samson: [*sticks with this one*]

Kurt Samson: After a long shift at the firehouse, Kurt does not feel like cooking. It's been quite a day and he'd rather have someone else cook for him. So, he heads up to a promising looking diner that is, hopefully, within his price range and opens the door.

Arlett: *stroll, in, peer around.. humm... how many are there now....ok food for aregiment to take... mean... just to pay off for what she just burned trying to cook. So the kid goes to the counter*

Kurt Samson: He looks around for a moment, scratching his jaw before finally settling himself by the old style counter instead of taking a table. Having a table for one is always rather unpleasant.

Arlett: Arlett seems to have grown… small difference, she still look pretty much like a young teenager… not really a young woman, but maybe just not longer a kid. She still looks pretty much like a doll, with so expressive green eyes, the shadows of flecks on her cheeks, her golden hair falling down below her shoulders, and air of innocence that her eyes don’t seem to share so much sometimes. But mostly are those faint curves, those faint hints that let you know what a beautiful woman she is starting to become. A Butterfly pendant hangs now from her neck, along with a silver bracelet on her wrist with an ‘A’ charm to it. ( Arcane 2) http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&meta=topn&cat=0&pos=1

Arlett: *nods with a lil smile for the guy taking seat.. as she orders.. hummm.. like for ten people* and chips with chocolate to eat here.. please...

Kurt Samson: Kurt Samson is a pretty big guy. Easily over six feet tall with muscles earned through hard hours fighting fires, his co-workers, and other long hours in gym. He is, to sum it up in one word, impressive. His hair is dark and stubbornly curly. To keep it somewhat tamed, he wears it long enough to pull back in a ponytail so it’ll stay out of his way while he’s at work. Instead of being fair-skinned like his father’s forebears, his skin is naturally tanned and, in many places, decorated with tattoos, most notably the elaborate Celtic knotwork on his right bicep and a design of his friend’s making on his left. His face is kindly despite his imposing figure and he smiles frequently. Often, he’s got a few smudges of ash on him and smells a bit like smoke. It’s an occupational hazard. His clothing is utilitarian without being boring and he tries to wear color amidst the never-ending black and gray of the New York fashion scene. [Appearance 4: Imposing]

Kurt Samson: He gives the doll-like young lady a warm smile as he peruses the menu, somewhat bemused at what he overhears her ordering.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *The bell on the door jingles as she comes in, beaming smile for everyone in her path*

Arlett: *yea.. well waitress give her an odd look but brings the chips coated with chocolate syriup, She grins when gets a smile back with a light* hi *and oh.. starts munching on chocolatey chips...*

Olivia Boehm (PT): *She is, in a word, petite. It's the preferable term, as "cute" may get you punched. She claims to be 5'1", though that may be stretching the truth a bit. Her German decent is obvious in fair skin and blonde hair that's often worn in low pigtails, which together with her size make her often mistaken for a child at first glance, rathar than the young woman she is*

Kurt Samson: "Chocolate-covered chips?" He has a warm voice, a bit on the mellow-sounding side.

Arlett: *blinks, giggles* they are great... wanna taste? *and acutally offers one, coated in chocolate*

Kurt Samson: He stares at it skeptically before extending a large hand to take the chocolatey offering.

Arlett: *gigggles a bit more, peering a second at the lady entering, then back to him... she KNOWS the face some do, so watches him* My dad used to say it was unhealthy

Olivia Boehm (PT): Hi! How are you? *Painfully bright smile offered to the counter waitress as she settles in* Coffee, please. And a menu, I think.

Kurt Samson: "Well, it don't exactly look all healthy." He has a slight accent, probably from out in the Midwest.

Arlett: *giggles, even more* no.... no chips are... but is delicious! *takign one for herself, after he gets the one and munching it happily*

Kurt Samson: He laughs and munches, licking his fingers clean. "Well, it's..interestin'. I don't think th'guys at th'station would go for it. They're purists when it comes t'snack food."

Catie: *slips quietly into the restaurant with Lucas. a small young girl-woman with long dark curls held back by a rose barrette. in nicely fitting jeans, dainty brown boots, and a warm deep rose sweater with a discreet pattern of brown leaves. dark eyes sparkle in a roses-and-cream heartshaped face* (PB 3)

Arlett: *it makes her giggle even more, wrinkling her nose* their lost *nods, then tilts her head* Station... uh.. Police?

Kurt Samson: "Firefighters." He chuckles. "Close, though."

Raul Ragosta: *He cuts an imposing figure, at 32, short black hair that seems a bit rogueish on him. piercing dark brown almost black eyes that hold a determination to rid the world of it's evils. A black button down shirt, a pair of jeans, well worn, a pair of boots. His Bronzed skin tells of his ancestory, of Itallian decent, lean and muscular standing above most at six feet tall, he seems to command people's attention, in the way he carries himself, his bearing. A wooden cross hags around his throat, a remeinant of his childhood, and a rosary hangs from a belt loop swaying with his every step along his thigh. A black trench coat is also worn,open of course. As he opens the door to the resteraunt, the wind blows the trench coat open the ends of which blowing back on the wind currents.*

Arlett: *A peer at the bell, a smile and a wave of hi to Catie, then back to look to Kurt* oh! neat!... how it's like?!

Kurt Samson: He looks over to the girl his companion is waving to before looking back at his companion. "It's great. I love my work. I love savin' lives an' peoples things.."

Catie: *gives Arlett a smile back, dark eyes puzzled, but friendly*

Valerii Raven: He walks into the diner quietly. It's been awhile, but he has a plan for tonight and suffering through a diner is included. He walks to a table, flipping out his cell before even glancing at the menu.

Valerii Raven: Rei is just fragile. He's thin, not tall, though the few inches he might gain if he stood fully upright would put him about average. More than the height, more than the weight, it's the way he pulls into himself, curls up with the cell phone, the way he looks away if anyone meets his eyes. His black hair is a mussed tangle of spikes, and with dark clothes and pale skin it makes his green eyes seem shockingly bright. He's dressed in black, but casual - black turtleneck, black jeans, black boots, black leather trenchcoat. Red jade pheonix pendant on a knotted leather cord. [Okay, not grey....]

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas comes in, looking around as he does with Catie and letting the young woman lead the way. He's dressed in jeans and a jacket with nice earthy tones.

Arlett: *Grins a bit at Catie's look... well if she comes back she'll help her remember... can't risk it really right now, and looks back to Kurt* oh...*nods* must be intersting.

Kurt Samson: "I've been doin' it for years now. My dads were and are firefighters. It's kinda a family thing"

Catie: *gives Rei a wide smile and a wave* Mr. Rei! *smiles up to Lucas* he's a very nice person. and he's the one who painted that lovely mural on the wall.

Raul Ragosta: *Some of the people inside glance at him as he walks inside. he readjusts the fall of the trench coat on his shoulders as he makes his way to a table. Slidding into a chair with a slouch, as he grabs a menu off the table.*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "Oh, what a coincidence." he says with a soft smile and a nod to Rei.

Arlett: oh....*blinking, bit of a nod* hum.... *then a sigh* musta been nice.... to have that in common with him... or something in.... humm

Valerii Raven: He waves to Catie, and she gets a quick smile. Though he doesn't start screaming across the place.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He steps into the cafe, looking up at the empty sky as he does so. A calming day for the Assistant D.A., after much investigation...he feels a bit refreshed. His gaze sweeps the cafe as he moves in.

Money and power...that’s what the man projects. He’s quite attractive, in the high-born, aristocratic way, somewhere in his mid-20’s, with well- formed cheekbones, a slightly hawkish nose, immaculate skin, and perfectly coiffed blonde hair, going down to his collar. His eyes, a dark green, hold a cynical, dismissive look in them, behind a pair of small glasses. His body is toned, the body of a man who has worked for his muscle-mass, rather then being blessed with it, and is contained within an tailored suit, sport coat open. An attaché case is ever present nearby, as well as a cell phone at his hip. Everything about the man’s appearance is tailored to perfection, to present no weakness to an enemy, whether that be on the job or on the battlefield.

Catie: may we ask him if we can join him, Lucas? *tilts her head cheerfully*

Arlett: *another look to the door a peer to the new guy oh.. eyein gRei where she knows him from.. hmm and back to Kurt*

Kurt Samson: "Oh, I'm forgettin' my manners. I'm Kurt Samson." He holds out a hand for a shake.

Valerii Raven: Lucas gets a quick duck of Rei's head in response.

Arlett: *oh and a wave of hi to Troy* ((of course she knows the -other- Troy... the one not played.. but...))

Arlett: ah! *and takes the hand* Arlett *smilling*

Raul Ragosta: *His eyes glance around the place as he reads the menu, held in one hand like a book.*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "Sure thing." he says with a nod as he looks around some still.

Catie: *looks about, noting the sooty man and the trench coat man. and, of course, Troy. smiles at him, eyes politely lowered* hello, Mr. Troy.

Kurt Samson: He gives her hand a quick, firm shake before releasing it. "Nice t'meetcha, Arlett." His smile is broad and easy as he takes a look around the place. "Y'got friends here?"

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: ((WHOO! Mistaken ID finally strikes! *G*)) Arlett gets a brief look, some confusion, before he nods to her...just another street urchin. Maybe he prosecuted her once. Rei gets a nod as well, and Catie...the young girl's companion gets a look of interest.

Valerii Raven: Rei waits until Troy is paying attention before nodding to Troy as well.

Catie: Mr. Troy, we were just going to see if Mr. Rei would enjoy some company. have you met Lucas, sir? *tilts her head, looking between the fellows*

Arlett: ((it struck wtih Rauko too! but it was handled off with a growl =P )) *a smile to Kurt* I know a lot pf people, giggling to Troy.. he forgot to... *

Arlett -> Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: (8hei! ARlett still looks like a nice girl! mean.. after all... Charles and Blaze and stealing gets you NICE things to wear =P and she was always a pretty kid *`pokepke*))

Raul Ragosta: *A nod of his head, after another glance around. Closing the menu with purpose, and setting it aside. Hands clasp together and are set on the edge of the table, as he waits for a waitress.*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She'd thought she'd seen her brother duck in here, so off she followed. The young looking women is dressed semi-casually in black leather pants with criss-crossed cuts all the way down the outside, a black leather vest with very nice silver buttons going down the front, and a rather nice expensive looking black leather jacket, riding on the hips, and zipped half-way down and black leather boots. Her waist length dark auburn hair is parted to the side. There is a demure look to her grey-blue eyes, yet at upon closer observation, it is pretty obvious of her fine breeding. (pb4/feral appearance)

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : And Lucas continues to watch Troy for the moment, staying near Catie quietly since she is the one who knows everyone.

Kurt Samson: "I'm still kinda new here." He confesses. "Been here a short while. I don't know no one aside from the guys at the station an' a few other folk."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Miss Catie." He nods to her, smiling faintly, but warmly enough. "A pleasure as always." His eyes move to Lucas, examining him for a moment... "I have not. He extends a hand. "Troy Lawrence, Mr. Lucas."

Arlett: oh... well been her a couple years now *nods* I know some people... though.. hum.. dunno why they tend to forget about me *smiles, and muchies another chocolatey chip*

Kurt Samson: "Mebbe you have one of those kindsa faces that're easily confused with others?"

Kurt Samson: [PM for DD, and PM if you're enchanted or Fae..]

Catie: *smiles up at Troy, then to Lucas*

Arlett: *and gigles and blinks innocently-cutely a couple times* this face? *smiles*

Catie: *tilts her head at Rei, waiting until she catches his eye before nodding toward him, with a small gesture at herself and those with her, an eyebrow raised in question*

Kurt Samson: "I dunno. This is New York. S'a lot different from Missouri.."

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She walks over to Lucas, remaining quietly to be noticed.

Catie: *smiles to Sabra* hello, Miss Sabra! *before looking back to Rei*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas nods some to Troy, taking the offered hand and shaking it. "Lucas Kessington." he says with a hint of a grin and a glance over to Sabra. "And I assume you have not met my sister? Sabra?"

Arlett: oh.. you come from Missouri? heard is all crsy there *peering a bit to Catie and Troy and co.... then back*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Mister Kessington, then." He nods, his grip strong. A look goes over to Sabra, and he offers her a bit of a smile as well. "Miss Kessington...Troy Lawrence. A pleasure."

Raul Ragosta: *When the waitress appears at his table. Business seems to have picked up for the girl, with all of the customers comming in. He sits up and leans in to give his order. Something said between them seems to have gotten to the girl as she sits down in the chair next to him. They speak in quiet voices.*

Valerii Raven: He nods at Catie, with a quick little summoning gesture. [And color. Since someone stole mine.]

Kurt Samson: "It's a bit on the special side of things. My folks're still out there an' I seem to have missed a buncha stuff."

Catie: ((*hugs tightly and offers you a brownie?*)) *nods happily to Rei, then looks up at the others* excuse me--Mr. Rei seems to find the thought of company pleasing. shall we, prehaps? *tilts her head. and waits for them to aye or nay, of course*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Good evening gentlemen, and lady," she smiles to them all in turn.

Catie: good evening to you, Miss Sabra. *a warm smile to the woman*

Arlett: *blinks, peering a second to Raul.... eh... nhe.. she is jsut paranoid, and looks back to Kurt* oh.... but you can talk to them on the phone...

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "Lead on." he says with a glance to Sabra. "You going to join us?"

Raul Ragosta: *He reaches a hand out to the girls shoulder, gentle compasionate. He continues to speak with her, yes in fact holding up peoples orders. Another nod of his head to the girl, and he moves back. The waitress stands up wiping away tears from her face, a new smile on her face, before she moves off to get back to work. Raul looks around once more at those customers around*

Kurt Samson: "Yeah, I can. I was visiting them over Thanksgiving and all, but then I came back here for the post-Thanksgiving insanity." He chuckles. "There's always somethin' 'bout the holidays that makes people a little more fire-crazy."

Arlett: *blinkblinkblink, yea.. she is peering that way, but when the man peers around she focuse all on JKurt once more*

Arlett: *and blinks* Thanksgiving... that is a really funny FEstivity

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "By all means." He moves to head to Rei's table with the group.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Are you sure you don't mind me joining you?"

Catie: *heads over there with the rest of the group, humming softly under her breath. dark eyes happy*

Catie: *grins to Sabra* i know i don't, Miss Sabra! *chuckles*

Kurt Samson: "Yeah.." He nods and scratches his jaw absently, not realizing that he probably still has a stubborn smudge of ash or two on him. An occupational hazard. "So, yer wanderin' all on yer lonesome? Y'can't be much more'n fifteen.."

Arlett: *and blinks, oh... then smiles* I'm sixteen *yea.. all grown up...*

Valerii Raven: He scoots over, so that they can join him at his booth, and they each get new nods, as they join him.

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : And lucas follows behind with Sabra, staying close to his Sister for now and just watching Troy.

Kurt Samson: "Does yer daddy or older brother know yer out all on yer lonesome? S'a big city.." He's getting all concerned looking.

Catie: how are you doing, Mr. Rei? *smiles warmly to him* did yo like your party favors, although you weren't able to come to the party? *slips into a spot at the booth*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Not at all, Miss Kessington." He nods politely to Valerii as they approach. "Mr. Raven...a pleasure as always." He moves to sit, opposite Lucas at the table.

Raul Ragosta: *He doesn't look like a Priest. Does he? Although something in Arlett's actuions catches his attention and he stands up and moves over to Kurt and Arlett.* Scusilo, bambino. *He looks to Arlett, his accent is Itallian* Are you alright?

Arlett: hummm.... they know I'm out...*well..... and a big startled look up to Raul* uh... yes Sir... why?

Kurt Samson: He gives the man coming up to them a curious look, blnking a few times.

Valerii Raven: "I'm well, and of course they were much appreciated." His attention catches on Catie's face for a few seconds longer than normal. "And you?"

Catie: *smiels to Rei* i'm lovely. how have you been?

Valerii Raven: "Of course, Mr. Lawrence. I hope you are well this evening...?"

Raul Ragosta: ((Bambina*Slapes translator*))*A smile to Arlett* It is of no concern, you looked troubled is all.

Catie: *does not allow herself to touch her face. looks over a menu instead*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "I'll be right back, Lucas. I have to use the bathroom," and she looks for it before heading that way.

Arlett: humm...*more like paranoid... but she doens't says that, tries a smile* no... I'm fine.. thank you Sir

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Quite well, Mr. Raven. Thank you."

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas doesn't sit until Catie does, nodding once more to Valerii before looking to Sabra and a bit of a smile befor he sits.

Catie: *nods to Sabra* what would you like to drink? i'll order that for you.

Kurt Samson: During this moment of distraction, he just takes a sip from the flask in his pocket before finally ordering his meal. One of the huge breakfast platter thingies. He's a hungry man.

Raul Ragosta: *A Nod of his head.* We all sometimes need someone to talk to. I am Father Ragosta. The pleasure is all mine. *He holds out his hand for Arlette.*

Valerii Raven: The corners of his mouth twitch. "Did I not just answer that?" He asks Catie with a faint smile. "I'm well. Are you sure you're alright?" He raises a hand to Catie's face, close enough to her skin she can feel the warmth but not quite touching.

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "She'll just have some fruit drink, no cafine or anything." he says with a smiel to Catie.

Arlett: *a little peer to Kurt, then blinks to Raul, actually hesitating a second before taking the hand* Arlett...

Raul Ragosta: Arlett. and you my son*He looks to Kurt holding out his hand to the man as well.*

Arlett: *lets the man greet Kurt, hiding her hand in her pocket a second, before reaching again for another chocolatey chip*

Catie: *blushes* so you did, sir. *chuckles to Rei, sheepishly* i apologize--my mouth worked faster than my ears. i'm glad you liked them....*and blushes, noddign* i'm fine, i promise. i did that to myself....*quite distinctly embarressed. and yet, a tad amused. at herself* i hit a punching bag. sadly, it hit me back--with much better aim!

Kurt Samson: "I'm Kurt Samson.." He takes the offered hand in his large one for a firm shake. "Nice to meet you, sir." Respectfully and all.

Catie: *nods to Lucas cheerfully* all right. fruit drinks are good--would she like a strawberry smoothie, do you think? i would like hot chocolate and ice water.

Valerii Raven: He blinks at that, but nods. "Talented punching bag."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He looks between Rei and Catie, frowning as he finally notices the slight bruise. An eyebrow raises, but he says nothing...merely listening for now.

Raul Ragosta: It is nice to meet you Kirt. *He returns the hand shake in a well calloused hand*((Is he wearing his Uniform?))

Kurt Samson: [Naw, he just has a few ash smudges and the clingy smell of smoke. And probably helmet hair too..]

Catie: *nods ruefully* someday, i shall battle it again. and i shall win! *attempts to look pugnacious. rather resembles a fluffy kitten who'se trying to make its humans believe that it ~meant~ to fall off the coffee table like that....*

Catie: *blushes, not meeting anyone's eyes at the moment* mmm....lovely weather tonight?

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : He nods about that. "Yes, that would be good. "Raspberries and I'll have something like grape incase she'd rather have that." he says and looks between the two of ther men.

Valerii Raven: "Good plan. I've not battled one for years, but as I recall learning to best them is fairly quick. It's the live partners that take more doing." He smiles. "But if you keep it up, you'll get it."

Raul Ragosta: Forgive my intruding on the two of you, I shall go back to my meal *He smiles to them both, and just like that the waitress brings his food and coffee to his table, she is looking like a weight has been liftewd some off her shoulders*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Quite nice, yes," he murmurs in agreement to Catie, before he looks to Lucas. "So, Mister Kessington...tell me about yourself."

Catie: *nods to Lucas* if i didn't have a taste for hot chocolate, i'd have one, too. *chuckles*

Kurt Samson: "That was..interesting." He just stares for a moment.

Arlett: humm *nods looking at the father, then a little peer to Kurt, before rather eyeing the Father untrustfully.. yea her experience with religious people is baaaaaaaaaaaad... she even looks around like if to making sure is safe, nodding to Kurt* quite...

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): And about that time Sabra decides to come out of the restroom, moving back over to the table, seeing where there's a place for her to sit.

Raul Ragosta: *He moves back to his table, taking a seat, he actually prays nefore he eats, folding his hands in prayer, his lips moving without any sound. When he is done he crosses himself and then begins to eat*

Catie: *smiles to Sabra as she returns*

Kurt Samson: "So, d'ya know anyone here?" He changes the subject, ignoring the gnawing hunger pains. He hasn't eaten in three hours. He's hungry!

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : The young man shrugs when he looks to Troy. "Not much to tell. In from the Hamptons with my sister, keeping an eye on her and just eager to be on my own."

Arlett: uh? .. Catie and that guy ((what was the name vampy Troy said...)) uh.. don't recall... really... *signals Troy with her chin, smiling* ya should start eating before it cools*

Arlett: *oi.. shivering at Raul, looks away*

Catie: *settles back to eye the menu again, making her choices. chuckles to Lucas* i like having you here. both of you. and, i recommend their strawberry spinach salad. it's delicious.

Kurt Samson: He looks at his food and grins. "When y'work hard, y'get hungrier." He shrugs before he begins to shovel his food into his mouth..as politely as he cane.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I see." He nods slightly. "And what did you do in the Hamptons?"

Arlett: *smiles* is all good,*muching another chocolatey chip, by now her take out already pilled near*

Raul Ragosta: *Does he notice as he eats it is difficult to tell. He takes his time with his meal.*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "Nothing." he smirks some. "I went to boarding school for a while until I graduated this year." and he certainly looks all of seventeen or eighteen.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): Sabra wrinkles her nose at the mention of strawberries with spinach, looking slightly pale.

Kurt Samson: "So, yer sixteen an' yer parents are okay with ya wanderin' 'round New York alone?"

Valerii Raven: He lets Troy take control of the conversation, relaxing against the cracking vinyl booth with a faint sigh.

Arlett: humm.... *blinking, he came back to it...* Well... they haven't told me anything in a while *which is true...*

Catie: *tilts her head at Sabra* are you not fond of strawberries, or spinach? it's an unusual combination, but rather delightful. *ponders* i expect they'd make it with raspberries instead, if you like those better.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods. "Of course. And your plans now?"

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "I like both, not together, Catie."

Catie: what have you been doing lately, Mr. Rei? *a soft smile* Mr. Bliss was kind enough to let me move into his place. with my cats, even, none of whome will go near him. *soft chuckle* although Bana will happily exchange glares on occasion.

Kurt Samson: "I wouldn't think it'd be exactly safe fer ya t'wander on yer own.."

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She swallows for a moment, and seems to get her color back.

Catie: *nods to Sabra* but, honestly, it's delicious. even though it doesn't sound like it would be. *chuckles softly* i think,i'm going to have taht salad, and i think a Sante Fe grilled chicken breast. i need some spicy with my sweet.

Raul Ragosta: d10: Per+Alert: 2,4,3,7,2,2,

Arlett: eh... is fine.... is not that late... sides -ya- are out.... too

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "Enjoy my time with Catie." he says with a little smile. "And maybe go to college when she is ready. So whats with all the twenty questions?" he ask to him.

Raul Ragosta: *The noise levelk in the resteraunt seems to have risen at least to him a bit more. He continues to eat. savoring each bite.*

Catie: *smiles up to Lucas, blushing a bit again*

Kurt Samson: "Yeah, but I ain't a sixteen year old girl." He laughs.

Valerii Raven: "He informed me he'd found a new kin to live with." He smiles faintly, head still tilted back. "My advice is never, ever to let him try to do laundry when he's drunk and feels guilty for never doing housework."

Arlett: *smiles a tiny bit* but is not that late

Raul Ragosta: d10: Per+Alert(Hearing): 5,10,2,8,4,9,

Kurt Samson: "It's gettin' dark out, yanno."

Catie: *giggles and nods* i shall keep that firmly in mind, Mr. Rei. *grins* but, feel sorry for him, too. my biggest culinary achievements on a regular basis are still scrambled eggs with additions, sandwiches, and salads....

Raul Ragosta: *Something that just didn't sound right. He glances around the room as he continues to finish off his meal*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas smiles back to Catie and orders a house salad, with thousand island dressing. Giving a slight nod to Sabra after listening ot her. His eyes swivel over to Valerii with a perked eyebrow.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Merely getting to know you," he says, shrugging lightly. A glance goes to Catie, and then back to Lucas. "I've heard much about you, but it is always good to get the words straight from the source, do you not agree?"

Valerii Raven: "You want to know his secret?" Rei asks with a soft chuckle.

Arlett: eh.. i'll be fine *nods smiling innocenly to Kurt again*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He orders a simple salad, italian dressing on the side, and a coffee, straight black.

Arlett: with a slith side glance to the Father*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She sits up a little, and pops a mint into her mouth, while waiting for her drink.

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas looks back to Troy and nods some. "Yes, I suppose so. Just that fatherly routine comes ot mind of asking all those questions to the boy who shows up to take out his girl is all." he says with a hint of a grin.

Catie: *nods to Rei* of course! *laughs softly* unless it happens to be an extensive knowledge of people who both cook well and deliver.

Catie: *sips her water. and blushes*

Kurt Samson: "It ain't safe for a gal to be out on her own after dark, though." He insists between mouthfulls.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: A slight inclination of his head is the only response to Lucas's comment, and perhaps a small shrug. Not affirming it, but certainly not denying.

Raul Ragosta: *He finishes up his coffee. Reaching into a pocket and pulling out several wadded up bills, which looks like they have passed handfs many a time, he places them on the table, Pulling a card out of the pocket of his trench coat, setting it on the table for the waitress. He stands up. Adjusting the trench once more, and heads for the door.*

Arlett: hmmmm *peering to Kurt* is not that dark....

Kurt Samson: He looks over his shoulder at the window before looking back over at Arlett with his eyebrows raised. "It looks rather dark t'me, though."

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "So..." and he glances to Catie again before a side glance to Sabra. "anything new going on?"

Raul Ragosta: *nce outside he moves blending in with the people around walking down the streeet. Dissapearing amongst the crowds*

Valerii Raven: He leans over the table toward Catie, as much as that's possible since he doesn't want to get too close to antone at the table. "He is not in fact helpless in a kitchen. Entirely." His eyes flash for a second, but then he pulls back to his space.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Not really," she shrugs, seeming rather disinterested in the questioning for sure, rather bored really.

Arlett: *eyeing Rauk head out, smiles to Kurt, with a slight bite of her lips* been out later

Catie: *smiles to Lucas, still blushing slightly. and another smile to Troy* have you been doing any new projects lately, Mr. Rei?

Catie: *eyes round at Rei* he's not? oooo! he's hiding his light under a bushel, then. *giggles impishly* he's a wonderful person.

Raul Ragosta: ((Thank you all for the scene I must depart *Bows*))

Kurt Samson: "Yeah, but that doesn't make it any safer." It's his job to worry, after all.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): ((Bye Raul-p ))

Valerii Raven: "No, the old ones keep me occupied. They're time intensive. But one may open soon, one is open, and one never closes...."

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas nods some as he listens a bit, looking to Sabra again and shrugging his shoulders as he waits for the drinks to arrive and then smiles more when they happen to arrive. "Thank you." he says to the waitress before looking back to try. "And what of you Mr. Lawrence."

Arlett: ((bue Raul)) hummm^*smiles* be fine... really...

Catie: *nods to Rei* i'd like to see them, if it's allowed. *grins* i usually spend a good bit of each day admiring your mural, so i know that everything else you do will be just as wonderfully fascinating. i envy your talent!

Kurt Samson: He eyes her skeptically. "If y'say so."

Arlett: *giggles* been doing so for two years...

Kurt Samson: "They let a young girl of fourteen out on her own?" His eyes widen.

Valerii Raven: "You'd be welcome. The hotel is a mess though. Paint and stuff everywhere. And I still don't know what to do with the lobby." He rolls his eyes. "I'll figure it out...hopefully before I run out of other spaces to work with." But he doesn't really seem worried at all.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I am an Assitant District Attorney for New York County," he answers Lucas, taking his coffee with a nod to the waitress. "Before that, I lived in Chicago, where I was a Defense Attorney for Arlen, James, and Freshwaters."

Arlett: *blinks... oh... shoulnd't have said that...* well... I dind't always ask...

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : "I see." he nods to the man. "That must keep you pretty busy."

Kurt Samson: "Dontcha have a care fer yer safety?" He just stared at her.

Catie: i'm positive you will, sir. *chuckles softly* i'm not particularly gifted with paint and the like, but if you'd like help, surely i can learn. *grins* i can at least learn how to put on a simple coat of paint--i think it's the....base coat? i'm not certain of the proper term. but that sounds like somethign anyone at all could do.

Arlett: uh? *blinking* uh.. I... is... not... so bad... mean.... humm...*damm... got so used to them no longer asking.. she is NOT that young now!*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She seems happy enough to get her smoothie.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He smiles a little to Lucas's comment. "It keeps me busy enough, yes. More then a share caseload on my table, that's for sure."

Catie: is it good, Miss Sabra? *tilts her head* my chocolate's excellent.

Valerii Raven: "I may take you up on that."

Kurt Samson: He crosses his arms over his chest and just sort of stares at her. "Hm?"

Catie: have you had any interesting cases recently you're at liberty to discuss, Mr. Troy?

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : He nods some, sglancing over ot Sabra now.

Catie: *nods happily to Rei* i shall look forward to it, then. do you still have my cellphone number?

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She nods. "Yes. Very good, thank you."

Arlett: *bites her lips.... she really should have notice this was going this way* uh... I should get going..*raching for the bag of take out*

Catie: i'm glad you're enjoying it. *a soft chuckle to the woman* what've you been doing lately, Miss?

Valerii Raven: "Yeah. I still do."

Kurt Samson: "Look, I'm not tryin' t'chide ya or anythin'. I jus' worry, yanno? I've seen too many girls get inta trouble."

Catie: wonderful. *grins to Rei* call me whenever you like, then. and i'll make certain to wear soemthing i don't mind getting a bit messy.

Arlett: *Looks to him, still biting her lips* I.... I'll be fine... *kinda smiles, not.. ok she won't even think that* I've... learned to defend, ya know....

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Sitting around watching TV mostly."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I'm afraid not, Catie." He smiles gently. "Not in such a public venue, at least."

Kurt Samson: "Well, if y'need any help with learnin' stuff, I'm a fair hand at boxin' an' I can show ya a thing or two. I wouldn't want ya goin' out there unprepared."

Catie: *nods to Troy,with a soft sigh* well, whenever you are at liberty, i'd enjoy hearing about some of them.

Arlett: *bites her lips a bit more* uhmm.. never been ta good at fighitng with hands... ya know... can't even lift five books toguether.... but.. hum..*oi.. can't say THAT,s o smiles a bit*

Kurt Samson: "Well, it can't hurt.." He shrugs and gives her a warm smile.

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas turns his attention back to Valerii thoughtfully for a moment.

Arlett: *fidgets* guess...

Catie: *the food arrives* oh, lovely! *sighs happily at her salad and chicken. spears a berry slice and offers it to the table at large* would anyoe like a taste? the dressing is excellent, too. it's a sweet vinaigrette.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "I will be happy to do so." He gives Catie a nod, and sips at his coffee.

Valerii Raven: "Can I help you with something?" He asks Lucas quietly. It's not sarcastic, but seems to be a helpful offer. Or possibly just a bid to get Lucas to stop staring. Maybe both....

Catie: *grins at Troy* wonderful. thank you, sir.

Kurt Samson: He pulls a pen and a pad of paper from his pocket and writes down his address. "Here ya go..if ya ever need anythin', feel free to come see me."

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : He just gives a bit of a shrug to Valerii. "Not really." he says before starting to eat some and looking to Catie for a moment.

Arlett: *blinks, taking it, and looking it over... really? memoricing it, as she does everything, before putting it in her pocket* okey... thanks..

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): Sabra shakes her head, looking pale again as she looks at the salad.

Valerii Raven: There is a slight frown at that answer, but fades when it accomplishes not being stared at at least.

Kurt Samson: "No problem." He gives her another easy smile.

Catie: *quietly offers Rei the strawberry, with a soft smile, head tilting slightly*

Arlett: *smiles somewhat back, then nods* uhmm.... so.. hum... I'll seeya *well is not so nervious as... a bit awkward*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He nods to the waitress politely, and then picks up his fork, beginning to eat. "Any difficulties with the phone company about your old apartment?" The question is directed to Catie.

Kurt Samson: "All right. Take care of yerself and be careful out there. There are strange people about."

Arlett: *blinks, giggles at that* I know *smiling* be good Sir and thanks *hefting her food to take,.. yea.. hefting the food*

Catie: oh! i'm sorry, i forgot to mention it. there was no trouble at all. they said they were cutting it off sometime today, so it should be off now.

Kurt Samson: He looks at the bag of food and then finishes off his own cooled meal.

Valerii Raven: He takes the strawberry, more reflexively than actually interested.

Catie: *leans toward Rei a tad and murmurs quietly*

Arlett: ((hehehe =) ))*smiles and starts for the door, halting to wave bye to Catie and Troy, then to the door*

Catie: *smiles back to Arl, still slightly puzzled*

Kurt Samson: Well, now he's all on his own and eating. He can deal with that.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Excellent. My apologies for the suddenness of the need...it was not something I had anticipated."

Valerii Raven: He whispers back to Catie.

Catie: *smiles* it was no trouble, Mr. Troy. and in fact--it's something that needed to be done, anyway. now, whomever rents there next shouldn't have any problems getting the phone in his or her own name.

Catie: *listens to Rei, small face intent*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She continues to slowly sip her drink, not at all looking at anything but the drink as she is entirely focused upon it.

Catie: *nods to Rei with a soft smile and murmurs*

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : Lucas continues to listen to the discussiong between Catie and Troy.

Lucas (Purebreed 4) : (Oh, and Rei too)

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "True enough." He nods his assent to the girl's point...eyes flick to Catie and Rei, brow raising as he catches some small bit of it.

Valerii Raven: He nods to Catie and shrinks back to where he'd been, flipping his phone open again and glaring at it before snapping it shut again.

Catie: *gives Rei another soft smile, dark eyes warm* would anyone like to taste my chicken? it's very good. if you like very spicy food. *cutting the meat into small, neat bites. her salad's going to get devoured first, however. good salad*

Catie: *smiles to Troy* i'm actually quite happy you rmeinded me i needed to do that. whenever it's not in use,t hough, i'll get the power turned off. but, i'll wait for your word before doing that.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Most appreciated. I will inform you as soon as we are ready for that." He glances at Rei, and then goes back to his food.

Catie: *a happy nod to Troy,mouth full of salad*

Kurt Samson: He takes a look around the diner before finishing off his meal and paying for it, giving the waitress a hefty tip.

Catie: does anyone have plans to see the Narnia movie? it comes out this weekend. *questions cheerfully, neatly making her delightful salad disappear*

Lucas (PB 4) : Lucas glances to Troy again and then to Catie more as they discuss things still. Just eating his salad for now.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She finishes her drink, finally looking up again.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He looks up from his food, to the young lady. "I'm afraid not, Catie. I do not find I have time, often, for movies." Obviously not...there isn't the sligtest recognition of the heavily-promoted film in his face.

Catie: mmmm, perhaps Miss Marie would like to see it, though. *chuckles softly* although i'm sure she's just as busy as you are.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Why don't you take Catie to see it Lucas," she smiles quietly to the two of them.

Lucas (PB 4) : He grins some. "I was planning on it." he says to Sabra and smacks her arm some. "Now you ruined the secret." and winks to Sabra before looking back to Catie.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "I'm sorry," she does look geniunely sorry too.

Catie: *giggles impishly* if you like, i'll pretend i didn't hear that suggestion? *grinning between the siblings* if you like, i'll go so far as to have my hair in curlers when you come by to ask...although i'll have to get curlers. i don't, actually, own them.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He considers that with a slight tilt of his head. "Hmm...perhaps. Maybe I will discuss it with her...it would be a new experience for her, I would imagine."

Lucas (PB 4) : Lucas just grins and nods to Catie. "Don't worry about it. I'll suprise you some other way." and he grins with an idea already.

Catie: *nods happily to Troy*although, may i suggest that you don't go to the opening showing? let it be there for about a week or so, otherwise you'll be crammed in with lots of children. many of whom aren't likely to have very good theatre manners, i would imagine. *wrinkels her nose and chuckles* that was the only thing i didn't like about seeing Harry Potter, in fact. but, it wasn't too bad.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Good."

Kurt Samson: He lingers for a few moments, getting that familiar urge to head outside. It feels a little stuffy inside. He slides away from the counter to head on out, giving a nod and smile to all he passes.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She actually notices Kurt and the smile, and gives one back.

Catie: *giggles at Lucas and nods* oh, good. that means i don't have to figure out how to make curlers stay in place on my head.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He watches Lucas and Catie as talk, then nods to the girl. "Most definitely...I would assume, then, it is going to be a popular film...with a children audience?"

Catie: *offers Kurt a polite smile and nod as he heads out*

Lucas (PB 4) : "Yes, but this one around had more older kids for sure."

Kurt Samson: His smile widens as the one he offered the others is returned. He rakes a hand through his hair and heads outside to wander the streets for a bit.

Catie: i imagine so. it's based on "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe", i believe. that's from Lewis's chronicles of Narnia series, if you're unfamiliar with it. a series ofr older children, although i've read them all many times and still find things to ponder in them. it's a series that can grow with you, or that you can grow with, i think.

Arlett: ((thinks what other charries she could get in here.. hmmm))

Catie: *nods to Lucas with a chuckle* true enough.

Kurt Samson: [out in Times Square for those who want to know.*waves, smiles, and wanders*]

Brent Blackthorne: He steps into the place. He moves with an easy grace, drilled into him since he was a tot, his head held aloft. Long, wavy, deep auburn locks set off his striking emerald green eyes. He is undeniably handsome, his features defiantly aristocratic, but his face has a hard, cold edge to it, something arrogant about the turn of his lips. He is strongly built, his shoulders broad and biceps pumped, his waist narrow, though he lacks the bulging deformity that some body builders get at the thighs. He stands tall at 6'4", an imposing figure in his early 20s. http://www.wodnyc.net/modules/coppermine/albums/uploads10296/1Brent.jpg

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Older children...I see. One of those PG-13 movies...science fiction, perhaps?" Narnia certainly sounds like some kind of strange planet.

((My inner Reyna is trying to strangle my inner Troy right now.))

Lucas (PB 4) : He nods back to Catie and smiles a bit more and then looks over to Troy for a moment.

Catie: *blinks at the vaguely familiar Brent and offers a polite smile and nod. glad that Mr. Joshua won't be upset at his prescence here tongiht, since he's not here at the moment*

Brent Blackthorne: A brief look about him, his gaze particularly falling over those with a strong, shall we say, lineage about them. He has nothing detailing his own heritage, however.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: No recognition of what Catie's talking about with Lions, Witches, and Wardrobes is on his face.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "The C.S. Lewis series. I read them a while back."

Catie: *shakes her head* more like a fantasy. mmm..*purses her lips thoughtfully* i can't tell you much about it without giving away the whole thing. but, it begins with a group of children who find a wardrobe taht, when they go inside, leads to a sort of.....hmm. alternate reality, i suppose. very much like our world, but there are things like fauns, and centaurs, and talking animals. and of course, the White Witch.

Brent Blackthorne: He inclines his head regally to Catie. He turns then to find a table, unbuttoning his floor length, tan cashmere coat, working off his thin black leather gloves one finger at a time. His clothing is simply cut but of elegant material and in good taste.

Catie: *nods to Sabra* yes. they're very good. *soft chuckle* even if the whole series is really about the Christian expereince. he doesn't precisely shove it down his readers' throats, which is very nice.

Lucas (PB 4) : Lucas looks over to Brent for a moment, and then returns to listening to Catie.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: His head tilts a little at the description. "I see. How interesting. I shall certainly have to mention it to Marie."

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: ((well it's been a while..*G*))*and the woman saunterd in, green eyes piercing at the place like if.. criticising in, before she deigns make her way over to a table*

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: The woman looks to be in her late teens or early twenties, ad she could probably have passed by someone beautiful but wryness and God’ knows what has let a trail in her young features. Her green eyes are severe, though there is a trail of distraction in there, constantly changing from full awareness to what surrounds her to a vague dozing of into unknown thoughts. Her dark red hair could fall freely in long curls until reach her hips if not were for the pins and stuff on it that keeps it high over her head. Wearing cargo pants, a tight shirt that embraces her frame, dark colours, traveller’s boots and a long brownish/red trench coat. Her height hardly going to the 5’ but despite the shortness, she posses a tough built, of someone used to keep in form. A medallion hangs at her chest, representing a curling dragon and a plain, silver brand of ring adorns her left hand. She walks, carrying herself with the confidence of someone who knows the grown she steps on. http://www.geocities.com/furygodess/Elaine.html

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: A glance goes over his shoulder, looking Brent over briefly, then he looks back.

Brent Blackthorne: He sits down at a place, his upper lip curling just the slightest bit as he regards the surface of the table with some alarm.

Brent Blackthorne: He takes a menu, barely acknowledging the woman handing it to him.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: Dragana gets a quick glance too, though less of one then Brent.

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: ((bhe.. and Brent lives =P *G*))

Brent Blackthorne: ((~lol~ Never mind, sorry. *G* Changing characters. Very sorry, Dragana, I'm sure they'll meet soon *S*))

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: ((LOL nhe... I said cause you just enterd! *snickers* so it was odd )) *Catie gets the same nod and look as Troy*

Mercury: ((From riches to rags...))

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: ((LOL))

Valerii Raven: He flips open his cell phone with a sigh and a smile. "Hey, I was beginning to think you'd died or something...."

Lucas (PB 4) : Lucas pushes his finished salad away and looks at those at this table.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She murmurs an "excuse me," and heads to the bathroom again.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: The young Royalist gives a polite nod to Catie. "I'm sure it will...surely, your taste in films is probably superior to mine." He pauses a moment, frowning slightly. "What, though, is a trailer?" Yes, he's that culturally illiterate.

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: *and so settles, putting aside but in reach her umbrella, with another look around, a nod to the weitres when her tea is brouht and she simply takes a small drink*

Catie: *tilts her head to Lucas* did you enjoy your meal? i liked mine, very much.

Catie: *smiles to Troy, dark eyes merry* it's a short collection of scenes froma movie. animated, of course. designed to make people interested in seeing the whole thing. there's usually a voiceover, to explain something about the movie, as well.

Dragana Messánie Lindonar: ((oh dinner!! be back! laters))

Valerii Raven: "Oh...see...you won't believe this...but I'm in a diner. Which I don't think has been redorated since the seventies, it's in abject disrepair, and seems to possess that same quaint 'charm' I keep hearing I will find endearing at some point...." Warm, playful, actual expressions (nevermind that he's on the phone) who knew it was possible? He scrunches into a smaller space, voice quiet, but he's definitely talking to someone he's comfortable with.

Lucas (PB 4) : "Yes, it was very good." he says to Catie and then looks to Troy and just smirks some. "You have 'got' to get out more."

Catie: *smiles warmly to Rei, little face soft. nods to Lucas* i'm glad. *a sudden impish chuckle* hmmm...maybe i should suggest we all four go see Narnia. *eyes dancing*

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Ahh. A preview." He noeds a little, and raises an eyebrow to Lucas. "Perhaps."

Catie: *nods to Troy* sort of, yes. on the television, they're usually not so long as a movie preview on a video, though.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He finishes eating his salad, and starts to work on emptying his coffee mug via sips.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: Catie gets a faint smile...slightly wry. "I know. I have been to a movie in my time, Catie. I have just never head them called 'trailers' before."

Valerii Raven: He chuckles and describes how to find the diner. "And you'd better get here soon. I only did this to amuse you." And thenm he hangs up the phone. "I may have to leave you soon, my company finally called me back," he says apologetically, all subdued and withdrawn again.

Lucas (PB 4) : He shrugs some. "If thats what you want Catie." and he smiles some. "I think those big openings tend to go better with a group to talk with and stuff while waiting in line. Or are you thinking later after opening weekend?"

Catie: that's all i've ever heard them called. *grins to Troy* mmm, i don't mind crowds, Lucas. or going ot see it later on. *smiels warmly to Rei* that's all right. just don't forget to call me for helping you paint! *grins at him*

Mercury: Lo and behold he steps in, by incredible coincidence not being that far away from the place when he called. A sleek and exotically handsome predator with a powerful upper body. His irises are so dark they appear black, his long thick hair an ebony curtain shimmering down his back. He is a 6'2", muscular Tasslakie (Cherokee) youth about 19 or 20, and to many he seems to have an intimidating aura, an almost palpable sense of being dangerous if angered. If his arms are bare, multiple tattoos can be seen, flame tattoos go up his neck nearly to his chin, on the back of his left hand is a black skull and crossbones. Those who know him may be surprised to note he has removed all of his piercings except for a small diamond stud in each ear and a gold hoop in his lower lip. He is also no longer dressed in his street-rat jeans and t-shirt, but rather nice, tailored clothes that fit him well and show off his physique. http://www.wodnyc.net/modules/coppermine/albums/uploads10296/Mercury.jpg

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: A look goes to Rei, and he nods. "Quite all right, Mr. Raven. Business is business, after all."

Lucas (PB 4) : "Maybe a Seriel?" he asks towards Troy with a bit of humor in his voice.

Catie: *smiles to Merc and gives a small wave*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She walks back out of the bathroom, moving behind Lucas and giving him a small hug around his shoulders. "I think I'm going to go now. Take care." and kisses the top of his head.

Mercury: He steps up to the table, giving Catie the first grin. "Yo, Catie-girl, gimme a hug!" Holding out his arms for that. Doesn't particularly look like anyone you want a classy young girl like Catie to hug.

Catie: *smiles to Sabra* good night, Miss Sabra. *a cheerful blink* good luck writing........*tries not to look too mischievious*

Valerii Raven: His eyes track to the door and then back to Troy. "Ohhhhhh...I'm not sure this will ever be respectable and business-like." He smiles and waves to Mercury.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "The pre-movie announcment always calls them previews. I assumed that's what they were called." He shrugs, his eyes casting up and noting Mercury. A slight nod goes to the man.

Catie: *chuckles softly and rises to hug the man* it's good to see you, Mr. Mercury.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Thank you. And sorry I sorta about blabbing my mouth on that. Have a good evening."

Catie: *giggles to Sabra* it's quite all right, you know.

Catie: ((meh. sadly, the five minute warning bell. *droops*))

Lucas (PB 4) : Mercury gets a look from Lucas, and he smirks some before looking to Sabra and gives her a one armed hug. "You take care and get your rest." he says with a smile.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Good evening, Miss Kessington. It's been a pleasure to meet you."

Valerii Raven: He slips out of the booth, letting Mercury fuss over Catie first. "Always a pleasure, Mr. Lawrence." He nods to Troy, a little less tone, a little more formality.

Mercury: He hugs her as carefully as one might a delicate china doll, smooching her cheek. He lets her go and nods to Troy with a rascal's grin, then steps over to Rei, giving him a boistrous hug around the shoulders before taking a seat beside him.

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): "Promise," she smiles to him. Then a look to Troy. "Nice meeting you as well, Mr. Troy. Have a nice night everyone."

Mercury: He looks to Sabra and Lucas curiously, giving them both a single wave between them.

Catie: *giggles to Merc, shaking her head slightly* Mr. Mercury, this is Mr. Lucas Kessington, and the lady who has to leave now is his sister, Miss Sabra Kessington.....*settles back into her seat*

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): ((Ack..Mr Lawrence I meant.))

Valerii Raven: He tolerates the hug without any snapping bones. "Uhhhhhhhhhh...Mercury...that invitation to join them thing...." He sighs faintly.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Good evening to you as well, Mr. Raven."

Catie: ((*cackle* Catie is a bad influence! *pats the girl proudly and gives her a cookie*))

Mercury: "Yo," he says to the two. "I'm Mercury, not Mr. Mercury, only she gets away with that." A polite nod to the two. "And good night to the lady."

Catie: *giggles softly to Mercury. she just can't help it. he's funny!*

Mercury: Rei: "What? Huh? Invitation? I don't have an open ticket?"

Sabra Kessington (pb 4): She nods and heads outside quickly.

Lucas (PB 4) : Lucas nods some as he eyes the newcomer, then looks to Valerii and then Troy and then looks back to Catie. "I should probably get getting you back home soon." he says to Catie.

Catie: *her watch catches her eye. a soft sigh* bother. i've an early appointment tomorrow. i shold get home and into bed.

Valerii Raven: "Well, my joining them was sort of unplanned. I was just planning on you, but then Catie...and anyway, it would be rude to impose further." He can't quite seem to master disapointed in Mercury.

Catie: *nods to Lucas, chuckling softly* great minds think alike, i suppose.

Catie: *smiles softly to Rei* thank yo for letting us join you, sir.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: His coffee is finished, and he sets it down. "I suppose, then, if everyone is leaving, I should get back to work. I've dawdled enough, though the company made it worthwhile."

Catie: *smiles to Troy* it was nice to see you, Mr. Troy.

Valerii Raven: "It was my pleasure. I had missed you." He smiles to Catie. "I just never seem to have time lately."

Mercury: Rei: "They're all leaving. Do I smell? It's that after shave lotion Eddie got me, isn't it?"

Catie: i've missed you as well, Mr. Rei. *a soft chuckle* we'll have to see about making time, then. *nods cheerfully* and, if you want to, you can always come by and get shed on by my cats. just remember that grey, black, and white tweed is your best friend around them....

Mercury: "Night everyone." Hey, it means he doesn't have to get up and move, but still... a little disappointed.

Catie: *giggles to Merc* you smell very nice. no, i simply need to go to sleep, so that i will actually be able to get to my singing lesson on time--it's at seven o'clock in the morning, and i plan on going to the gym first.

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: He tilts his head, looking to Mercury. "I'm sorry...I had assumed you were leaving soon, as Mr. Raven had bid me farewell. How are you, by the way?"

Catie: *gives Merc a sympathetic hug* if you like, give me a call later on tomorrow and i'll meet you for lunch or the like. *chuckles* Mr. Rei, too!

Valerii Raven: He gives Troy that awkward look, the I-would-invite-you-but-so-difficult look. "Tro-Mr. Lawrence...we wouldn't want to keep you from work, but if you'd like to spend a few more moments out...."

Lucas: Lucas stands and moves towards the door some after a polite nod to Troy and Mercury.

Mercury: Troy: "It's cool." Gives Catie another hug. "And I'm real good. Hooked up with Natasha, I think it'll work out."

Valerii Raven: Lucas gets a nod.

Catie: *drifts after Lucas* good night, everyone. be safe! *waves and off they go*

Mercury: He nods back to Lucas, another rather curious look.

Catie: wonderful, Mr. Merc! *she's quite happy for him. and then, she's gone out the door*

Catie: ((*hugs all around* thanks, guys. *ss* this was fun!))

Lucas : And then they off the two of them go

Lucas : ((thanks for the scene :) ))

Valerii Raven: (NP - it was fun.)

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: ((*Beats Browser*)) "I would not want to impose...but my work can wait." He shrugs a little. "The criminals will still be there in a little while."

Valerii Raven: "In that case you're welcome to join us." He smiles at Troy and leans into Mercury.

Mercury: Troy: "You never impose." He shakes his head, seeming to quite mean it. "I hardly ever see you." Looks to Rei. "S'okay?"

Mercury: He nods as Rei confirms the okay part. "Work's keeping you pretty busy?"

Valerii Raven: "S'okay."

Troy Lawrence [PB 4]: "Excellent." A nod is given to the duo.

Mercury: He frowns slightly and digs in his pocket. "You got money for a burger, Rei?"

Valerii Raven: "I think I can handle that." He chuckles. "I've gotten accustomed to this you know, long before I met you."

Mercury: "But I'm worth it. I'm like a super cool watchdog." He chuckles. "If they can make it so rare, it bites. I know they ain't supposed to, but that's the way I like it."

Valerii Raven: "You are, at that. And you came housebroken. I so don't have the patience to train a puppy."

Valerii Raven: "Glad you've been well," he says to Troy. Apparently NOW he can carry on a real conversation.

Mercury: "Well, er...about that." He grins. "You might notice a seat cushion turned over?" Waits for Rei's expression to change before he says, "Gotcha! Just kidding."

Troy Lawrence: ((*beats Browser Again*))

Valerii Raven: "You're impossible."

Troy Lawrence: "Thank you, Mr. Raven. And you, as well." A polite nod to the man.

Mercury: "You're the one with white furniture." Grins at Troy. "Place looks like Antarctica." Waves over a waitress. "Cheeseburger with absolutely everything and still dripping blood. Large coffee."

Troy Lawrence: "Mmm. I am more a fan of greens and browns." A slight shrug.

Mercury: He nods. "'Zackly. I'm partial to reds and blacks. Dramatic colors. Although," he says thoughtfully, "I suppose if you decorated with them, the house would look like an Arabian harem."

Valerii Raven: "I'm going to redecorate. I'm just so busy lately."

Valerii Raven: "And I am not hiring dancers to match the coffee table, so that idea is right out."

Mercury: "Yeah, that hotel. I can redecorate for you," he says with a remarkably straight face. He might actually mean it. "What would be the budget?"

Mercury: He grins. "I'm the only dancer in that place, thanks. And I'd be afraid of a coffee table matching *me*."

Valerii Raven: "Whatever we want mostly, though more money takes longer."

Valerii Raven: Rei shudders. "Me too."

Troy Lawrence: He's quiet for the moment, watching them converse with an even expression on his face.

Valerii Raven: He glances at Troy. "I'm sorry, I know we carry on...." Only Rei could seriously apologise for having a personality.

Mercury: Troy: "Well, I'm a little leery of continuing to live in a place where I'm scared to sit on the furniture." He grins. "Hey, you have strong masculine tastes...do you have a designer or something?"

Valerii Raven: "Look, the glass coffee table might not be good to dance on, but I swear the couch is structurally sound."

Mercury: "Yeah, I learned that when..." He coughs. "Never mind, oh look, good, here's my burger, yay."

Troy Lawrence: "Quite all right." He waves it the apology, and looks to Mercury. "I did have a decorator do my apartment when I moved in...I may still have his card somewhere, though I believe I was going to have Mr. Raven take a look and see if he could improve on things. Though Miss Delacourt would likely wish to have a say, as well, now..."

Mercury: He busies himself sipping his coffee and adjusting his paper napkin in his lap.

Mercury: "Miss Delacourt?" he asks curiously. "I think I heard some such about you getting married. True, then?"

Troy Lawrence: "Indeed, it is." He nods, clearing his throat.

Mercury: He nods slowly. The expected congratulations do not pour forth. "It sounds like it's going to be a busy year for you coming up."

Troy Lawrence: "I am sure it will." He smiles faintly. "It's already shaping up to be...involved."

Mercury: He smiles in return. "I don't know if that's good, bad, or both but..." He raises his mug. "If I had a glass of bubbly, I'd drink a toast to, May your life always be...interesting." Sips.

Troy Lawrence: "Isn't that a curse somewhere?" Yes, a joke from the man. Or perhaps not. Hard to tell with him, sometimes.

Mercury: "I think it's a little of both, to be honest." He laughs. A sudden thought occurs to him, out of the blue and totally off subject. "Oh, Rei. I told Natasha that we're here if she wants to meet you. She said she might drop by."

Valerii Raven: "That's fine." He smiles. "I'd love to meet her."

Mercury: He relaxes, smiles. "Good. We're trying to meet some like-minded people," he says to both of them, "but you know how that is. The best ones tend to get snapped up right away."

Troy Lawrence: A little nod to Mercury's comment. "Indeed, they do."

Natasha Carter: *she makes her way into the cafe, jaw working tightly and deep brown eyes not so sad as something 'else' right now* (need a descrip?)

Mercury: He raises a hand in greeting to Natasha, noting the look in her eye with some curiosity. "Yo, Natasha. This is Troy, I don't know if you know him, and Rei. Um, want some food? I got money." Though he sponged the burger off of Rei.

Troy Lawrence: He rises from his seat, an immaculately manicured hand extending to Natasha. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Natasha."

Mercury: "Er, to be formal...Troy Lawrence, Valerii Raven, and Natasha Carter."

Valerii Raven: He lets Troy shake first, and then follows him, taking Natasha's hand with a smile and a nod. And then, with her there, goes back to quiet again, though leaning back on Mercury it seems a less strained quiet than earlier.

Natasha Carter: *she looks to mercury....moving to him, paused by the rising troy extending a hand.....blinking slowly before she finally takes his hand, giving a good firm shake* Troy.....*a nod/bow of her head, then glancing to mercury, grunting and nodding* coffee.....or tea......please......*fingers twitching on the straps of her pack as she tries to figure where to sit*

Mercury: Accustomed to Rei's silent nature, he plants a muscular arm over the back of his chair, using the other hand to eat.

Mercury: He uses his free hand to motion to the waitress. "Another large coffee, thanks."

Troy Lawrence: He returns to his seat, also going a little quiet, for now.

Natasha Carter: *she shakes rei's hand as well, nod/bowing her head again*

Mercury: "We were pretty much lamenting how difficult it is to find teammates about." He tilts his head. "But something has you a bit ruffled

Paige Nightsong: She looks at the address again to make sure this is the right place, then steps inside, looking around for the person she is supposed to me. She has on a nice looking blue sweater, jeans tucked into cowboy boots wearing her duster open. She doesn't have her eyebrow ring in tonight, but still wears the small little diamond nose stud (on the right side). Her brunette hair is pulled into a loose ponytail.

Mercury: ((Is his DD needed?))

Paige Nightsong: ((supposed to meet.))

Paige Nightsong: ((I'm fine *smile*))

Valerii Raven: [And I have to vanish soon. 8(]

Mercury: ((*superglues Fox to the keyboard*))

Troy Lawrence: He looks up to the door as it opens, eyes passing over Paige a moment, appraising.

Paige Nightsong: ((oops...pb 2 too.))

Natasha Carter: *shes about to sit down, listeing to mercury, nodding* a little......perhaps.....*her voice gruff, on edge*......Ive asked someone to come and meet me here....I hope it is not a problem.....*and speak of the devil as paige walks in*

Paige Nightsong: She strides right up to Natasha, a somewhat worried look in her blue eyes.

Mercury: ((Not a drop of PB. *G*)) Natasha: "No, that's fine. Not Danika? I need to get a hold of her again."

Natasha Carter: (yar...PB 2 uktena as well*chuckles*)

Mercury: Then blinks and looks up to Paige, offering a grin and a nod. "Yo."

Paige Nightsong: She grins to Mercury, and waves quite friendly. "Hiya."

Troy Lawrence: ((PB 4))

Natasha Carter: no.....not danika....*looking to paige when she walks right up to her, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, making herself calm as she sits, motioning her to do the same*

Mercury: He doesn't give her the look-over most men would, but he seems friendly enough. He's sitting next to Rei, one arm thrown haphazardly over the back of Rei's chair. He's eating a reddish cheeseburger, almost all crumbs now, and a mostly-drank coffee.

Paige Nightsong: She takes a seat next to Natasha if possible, since she doesn't really know the others there yet. "I'm Paige," she offers her own introduction for the rest.

Paige Nightsong: She speaks with a nice honey sounding southern drawl.

Mercury: "I'm Mercury." Wolfish grin. He's friendly, even amiable, and relaxed. But there is something about him, something most people shy away from, a sense that he is a predator of some kind or another.

Valerii Raven: Rei is curled up, back to Mercury, quiet, but relaxed. Once the others have, he offers Paige his hand with a smile. "Rei."

Olivia Boehm (PT): *The bell on the door jingles with extra cheer when she enters, green eyes taking everything in, a smile offered to anyone who meets them*

Troy Lawrence: He looks Paige over once more as she approaches, giving her a polite nod. He rises once more and extends his hand. "Troy Lawrence."

Natasha Carter: that is....mercury, and rei....and....troy....*nodding to each in turn for paige*

Mercury: Glances up as the door jingles once more.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *She is, in a word, petite. It's the preferable term, as "cute" may get you punched. She claims to be 5'1", though that may be stretching the truth a bit. Her German decent is obvious in fair skin and blonde hair that's often worn in low pigtails, which together with her size make her often mistaken for a child at first glance, rathar than the young woman she is*

Paige Nightsong: She definitely keeps some distance from Mercury, despite her friendliness as something about him does appear to frighten her slightly. But with Natasha there she manages not to show it too much. She takes and shakes Rei's hand first, then Troy's, each getting a very firm shake. "Very nice to meet ya'll."

Natasha Carter: *she looks to troy quietly as he looks to paige, then looks to mercury, speaking softer*......she is......'my' kin....

Mercury: He tilts his head thoughtfully to Natasha and nods. "She is welcome, Natasha."

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Mercury gets one of the megawatt smiles, as does the waitress at the counter* Hi! How are you? *Smile kept, pausing as she waits for the answer before continuing* That's great. Can I get a coffee, please?

Troy Lawrence: He glances up at the woman walking in as he sits back down.

Natasha Carter: *she nods to mercury, then murmurs to paige quietly for a moment*

Mercury: He grins back at Olivia, then turns back to the people he's with.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *She adds a cream to her coffee, and one... two... three... four... five full teaspoons of sugar, stirring it all in*

Paige Nightsong: Her eyes go wide about something as she listens, but there is a warm smile given to Mercury.

Mercury: He sips his coffee, eyes sliding over to Rei to see how he's holding up, always concerned about his welfare.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Tasting, adding more sugar. She may well be every mother's poster child for the "too much sugar will stunt your growth" argument*

Natasha Carter: I am....sorry for my mood...*to the others there*....but...someones ...*clearing her throat* wishes on certain people, and his mentioning desire to train and groom the one he wishes, for....mating......when hes barely talked to them but once and only briefly.......has me a bit angered....hes not even mentioned his desires or wishes to the one either....*snorting softly*

Paige Nightsong: Paige sucks in her breath, bites on her lip, and just holds her breath, the wide eyes getting even wider. She may be new to this, but she's a fast learner. The girl stands there, hands clenched into bawled up fists.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *That gets her attention. She looks over, blatently listening now as she drinks her coffee syrup*

Natasha Carter: (thought she was sitting?*G*) *its like she knew, a hand moving to touch to paige's arm gently, comfortingly*

Valerii Raven: Quiet, he seems content, if a little tired.

Mercury: Natasha: He frowns. "Oh. One of *those*." Mercury being the sort who firmly believes in free choice, as is widely known. "Does this need to be handled with diplomacy?"

Paige Nightsong: She relaxes and takes her breath back, with a gasp. "Hell no....no...." though she manages to say it whispered.

Valerii Raven: He watches Paige carefully.

Troy Lawrence: He looks to Natasha, frowning deeply. "Really." A brow raises. "Anyone I might know?"

Natasha Carter: he was told, in no uncertain terms, that he has not even spoken to her on this, he has NO 'plans'.....period.........in reguards to her

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Eyes moving smoothly from one to the next, head canted slightly to the side like a dog might do when particularly interested in or puzzled by something*

Mercury: A soft murmur to Rei, "Let me know if you need to get home." Then looks to Paige and Natasha and frowns again. "He's got some kind of balls. And I don't mean that as a compliment."

Paige Nightsong: She looks a bit more relieved and hugs onto Natasha. "It's not Corbin is it?" she asks quietly. "I mean...if he did....it might not be so bad."

Paige Nightsong: "But honestly I don't think he would do such a thing without talking to me first," she adds, seeming suddenly all giddy and nervous talking about him

Natasha Carter: *looking to troy, shrugging gently* the one known as jaikula.......and apparently to him I am representative of my 'family group'.....*another snort, jaw set slightly....she obviously does not think much at all about him* beggng pardon.....I need to ...excuse myself for a moment.......*taking a deep breath, squeezing paige's shoulder gently* I will be back in a few moments....*and she moves to head for the door, standing outside out of the way near the cafe, visably trying to calm down* (gah......*wishes husband would learn to friggen drive and get a liscence**G* taking him to work....back in about 30 tops*waves* till then shes outside calming, sorry!)

Paige Nightsong: She nods to Natasha. "Okay..." and watches her leave. ((no problem. I'll wait *smile*))

Mercury: He nods to Natasha, understanding her need. "Take the time you need, Natasha. I'm a phone call away if you need me."

Troy Lawrence: His eyes catch a deep frown at mention of Jaikula. He's heard of this one before. He looks after Natasha, and then to Paige.

Mercury: He looks to Troy, his expression quite similar.

Paige Nightsong: She settles into her seat. "I've only spoken to him once. I should have known I shouldn't have trusted him," she tries not to be angry but she is, the way her brows furrow some.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Turning away for a moment while the waitress refills her coffee, sugar and cream adjusted once more, before her attention returns fully to the group*

Marie Delacourt: The golden beauty glides into the restaurant, her hair pulled up into an elegant chignon on the back of her head, her long, supple body skimmed by an ankle sweeping black sweater dress with a full, coweled neck. A slim gold chain nips it in at her tiny waist. Gold glitters also at her ears and throat. Sharply pointed and heeled boots in black complete the ensamble.

Troy Lawrence: "I will speak to Mr. Freedom." He says it shortly. "We will see the proper point of view."

Mercury: Paige: Quietly, "Not so much a matter of trust, but your anger is understandable. I believe in free choice; I can't imagine forcing someone into being with me."

Paige Nightsong: "Please....ummmmm...." looking to Troy. "Wait until Natasha comes back to see how she wishes things to be done," she looks very pleadingly at him.

Mercury: He nods to Troy, relaxing then. If Troy says it will be handled, so to speak, it will be.

Troy Lawrence: His eyes cast up, falling on Marie, and a small smile, surprisingly warm for the typically cold Royalist, hits his face, thawing away the chill at the current discussion.

Marie Delacourt: She smiles beautifully to Troy and drifts, gliding fluidly across the floor, to his side.

Mercury: "Paige is Natasha's family, but she may be pleased to have support in this matter. I gather she isn't altogether happy with the way things were presented," he says dryly, an understatement. And yes, muscle-boy can actually speak intelligently, though some who have known him may be surprised at this.

Mercury: He looks up as Marie enters.

Paige Nightsong: She glances over to Marie for a moment, and somehow despite being all upset on this, changes right back into her friendly mood. "Hi there, miss," all smiles.

Troy Lawrence: "I would say not, based on her reaction." He says it without looking away from the beauty that just entered, and he rises, moving to the end of the table to intercept Marie. "My dear...you're looking lovely as ever."

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Eyes slowly taking in the new arrival, then the gentleman as he greets her*

Valerii Raven: He nods to Marie.

Marie Delacourt: "Hello, love," she says, rising on tip toe to brush her pale lips across Troy's cheek. A warm smile is given to Paige as well. "Good evening, sweeting."

Marie Delacourt: And then that smile is turned on the rest of the table.

Troy Lawrence: "Mercury...madam..." This last goes to Paige, as he has not yet heard her name. "May I introcude Marie Anna Elizabeth Delacourt, my fiance."

Mercury: He nods to Marie, a wolfish sort of smile, something profoundly predatory about him though he has a friendly enough demeanor. "Yo."

Paige Nightsong: "Nice meeting you, ma'am...Marie..." she smiles.

Marie Delacourt: "The proper form of address Mr. Mercury would be hello or good evening, or even ma'am."

Mercury: His eyes go ice cold and he says nothing, the grin wiped off his face so fast it's as if it were ripped off.

Paige Nightsong: "I....ummmm...." starts to blush suddenly, "need to go make a phone call. If ya'll don't mind..."

Troy Lawrence: A slight pursing of his lips, quickly gone, as an hand moves to rest lightly on the small of Marie's back.

Troy Lawrence: "Of course, madam." He nods to Paige with a hint of a smile.

Mercury: He nods to Paige. "Of course."

Paige Nightsong: She scurries quickly toward the bathroom.

Marie Delacourt: She sighs, flushing and turns into Troy, resting her forehead against his shoulder briefly. "Forgive me, Mr. Mercury. It has been a rather trying day."

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Watching the girl slip away*

Paige Nightsong: She makes it there in rather record speed too.

Mercury: He relaxes, and a slight smile returns and he regards her pensively. "Forgiven," he says quietly. "I DO know proper etiquette, I just prefer to ignore it. I apologize if that offends you."

Marie Delacourt: "I am afraid that it..." She frowns softly. "Disturbs me rather then offends," she says gently, sinking slowly into the nearest chair with a slight wince of pain.

Troy Lawrence: "Of course, Mercury." He nods to the man, and looks to Marie. "What happened, my dear?"

Valerii Raven: He reaches up to touch Mercury's arm, a little late, and then lets his hand fall again. He Troy a tired, but very real smile. 'See,' that look seems to say.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Her coffee is set down, purse gathered as she makes her own way to the bathroom*

Marie Delacourt: "A full day of rehearsal followed by a performance," she says softly.

Mercury: A quirk of a brow, but he asks no further questions. Doesn't *really* want to upset Troy's fiance, in truth.

Mercury: A glance back at Rei. "Need a ride home?"

Troy Lawrence: "Understood." He moves to sit down next to Marie. "Shall I order you something to eat or drink?"

Marie Delacourt: "Please, love," she murmurs, touching Troy's arm lightly.

Valerii Raven: "That doesn't sound so bad right now."

Natasha Carter: (ok, back*G*) *after a while, she moves back inside the cafe, slow calming breaths, eyes down at first, hands in her leather jacket pockets*

Troy Lawrence: He waves over a waitress, ordering for Marie.

Marie Delacourt: And yes. Troy literally orders for Marie as the pretty little blond sits there, attempting to look regal despite the fine lines of pain around her mouth.

Paige Nightsong: Paige is no where in sight right now as Natasha comes back in.

Mercury: He stands up, assisting Rei to his feet gracefully. "I'll hail the cab." ((And I'm running to the store and will be back in about 10 minutes.))

Troy Lawrence: He looks up as Natasha approaches, waiting for her to sit before addressing her. "I can help you deal with Mr. Freedom, if you wish, Miss Carter."

Mercury: He nods to Natasha. "Call me," he says quietly, "if you need to. Don't matter the time."

Mercury: "Night," he says to the others, walking out with Rei.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Tapping... more or less on the door to the ladies room*

Troy Lawrence: "Good evening, Mercury."

Marie Delacourt: "Good night," she says softly to Mercury, offeirng him a small smile.

Natasha Carter: *she looks about and up once she reaches the table....brows furrowing, about to ask where paige is when troy speaks....she doesnt sit not knowing where paige is....*......help....in what way, mr lawrence?*looking to him curiously, then hearing mercury she closes her eyes briefly and nods, licking her lips, murmuring softly back* thank you little brother.......*hand to his shoulder, then looking back to troy*

Valerii Raven: He accepts the help gratefully, nodding to everyone. "Pleasure meeting you, seeing you again." Troy gets a real smile, but no extensive formal goodbye.

Paige Nightsong: Paige unbolts the door to the bathroom, her nose just slightly red and eyes a little watery, but definitely smiling and seeming happier again.

Marie Delacourt: "I could also, if you liked, speak with Gavin regarding the matter."

Olivia Boehm (PT): Hi! *Wow that's a bright smile* Boyfriend problems, huh? Those are the worst. Little blue liner on your inner rim will take that red right out. *Nodding*

Paige Nightsong: "Where did you come from?" Paige blinks nearly running the girl over.

Troy Lawrence: "Very simple. I will discuss the matter with him. And he will see the proper point of view. And if not, I know who will...enforce that point of view with him."

Natasha Carter: I have already told him , he has NO plans concerning her....period...whether he wishes such or not......but.....if he persists....I ....might rather a potentially cooler head than mine possibly prevail ......

Olivia Boehm (PT): Seattle, last. Though I'm originally from Denver. But before Seattle I was in Portland, then some back water town in Virginia, and I was in Minnesota for a week but that did NOT work out at ALL. *Still smiling, hand thrust out* I'm Livvy.

Troy Lawrence: "With his...family, I would expect he would respect the matter of free choice." He frowns. "The issue here, Miss Carter, is more then just your young friend. What about the next person he attempts to enforce in such a way?"

Marie Delacourt: Marie frowns softly, listening.

Paige Nightsong: "That wasn't what I meant. I meant if you were trying to listen at the door that wasn't very nice and not really your business Miss Livvy. But thank you for the advice on the liner. I'm sure I'll be just fine. I need to get back out there," and tries to move past her now.

Natasha Carter: in a backhanded way...I believe he wished to ...ask myself permission or something.....otherwise why would he ask me.....he had no knowledge of my claiming............but, as far as if he attempted the same on another? I understand your point.......my concern is with her though, mainly.......she is.........*deep breath* the first 'family'......kin.......I have ever met.........in all my travels......

Olivia Boehm (PT): That's what you asked. *Smile still perfectly fixed, looking her over quickly, not moving an inch*

Troy Lawrence: "And my concern is as much with her as it is with any other family he may try to do such with."

Marie Delacourt: Marie gently touches Troy's hand, stroking her slim fingers over his lightly.

Corbin Justice: He pulls up on his second hand Honda, parking it outside, between two cars, easy enough to do with a motorcycle. Walks into the diner.

Paige Nightsong: "I do not want to have to move you, miss, but I need to get back out there."

Olivia Boehm (PT): Oh. Yeah. *Somehow managing to smile even more.* Sorry. *Stepping aside*

Troy Lawrence: ((Are Paige & Olivia in view of the table?))

Olivia Boehm (PT): ((beats the lack of closing tag))

Troy Lawrence: ((Bad tag! *S*))

Corbin Justice: He looks around for someone very specific.

Corbin Justice: d10: look thru crowd: 7,2,7,9,3,5,3,9,

Corbin Justice: He smiles, relieved, heading over towards Paige, regarding Olivia as he approaches.

Olivia Boehm (PT): ((probably? I'd imagine that the bathrooms are in sight of the main floor....?))

Paige Nightsong: "Thank you...." and she wouldn't have really wanted to have Paige try and move her the way she's feeling right now, despite the happy face. Paige hurries back to the table.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Watching her, going back to her spot at the counter*

Natasha Carter: of course mr lawrence....*fingers twitching more, shes drumming them now , finally saying* where did she go to...?

Marie Delacourt: She stands quietly as her mate is busy and heads with careful, gliding steps, towards the restroom.

Troy Lawrence: He frowns a little as he looks past Natasha to the bathroom area, but says nothing. His eyes remain on Olivia for a moment, then pass to Marie. "I am afraid I must leave, my dear," he says. "I have an early day tomorrow. Would you like to come with? I can come back and pick you up when you are ready..."

Paige Nightsong: ((Or she hurries right to Corbin actually))

Marie Delacourt: She pauses mid step. "Oh. I would come with you, of course, love."

Corbin Justice: He smiles as he and Paige reach each other and he takes her hand. "Feeling better?" he asks quietly, though her smudged makeup gives him some concern. "Let's sit."

Paige Nightsong: She smiles, taking his hand. "Yes...I think that Natasha has more to discuss....I'd like you to meet her...or have you already? "

Natasha Carter: *he looks to troy and marie for a very brief moment, looking away almost as quickly, fingers drumming and fidgeting even more watching paige move off to someone else...the young lord from the other night.....unconciously working her jaw again*

Corbin Justice: He sees Natasha, and so he leads Paige back to that table.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Settled back in at the counter, once again blatantly watching the table*

Troy Lawrence: He rises, looking to Natasha. "I will be more then happy to help you, Miss Carter." A hand dips into his jacket, then comes out with a business card with his office, cell, fax, and email on it. It's handed to her. "Call me."

Paige Nightsong: She stays closer to Corbin as he walks her back there, and with her free hand, wipes at her mascara quickly.

Marie Delacourt: A soft, gentle smile is offered to Natasha as Marie settles her hand lightly on the back of Troy's arm.

Corbin Justice: He gives a polite, respectful nod to everyone at the table. "Hello." He also smiles to Natasha. "Good evening. It's good to see you again. May we join you?"

Natasha Carter: *nodding to troy, taking the card* thank you again, mr lawrence.....*the 'keeping calm' tone hitting her voice again , card slipped to an inner jacket pocket*

Troy Lawrence: "Of course." He nods to her. Cash is placed on the table to cover his and Marie's meals, plus a tip. "Good evening, Miss Carter." A nod of his head, and he moves to leave with Marie.

Natasha Carter: *nodding to maries smile, blinking slowly, she looks to corbin when he arrives to the table....with paige, and she sighs deeply, motioning without saying to sit if he wished, the paper napkin folded and unfolded with the other free hand*

Nathaniel Dikastis: *He comes up to the front of the Restaurant in a cab, acting all gentlemanly as he holds out his hand for Morgane. He's wearing pressed black pants, and a black silk suit. The only thing detracting from the image is his rather frayed thigh-length coat.

Paige Nightsong: "Good evening Troy and Marie," she smiles warmly to them. "It was a pleasure meeting you both."

Marie Delacourt: The delicate dancer leans lightly on her mate as they exit.

Troy Lawrence: A glance goes to Corbin and Paige just before he leaves, nodding to them. "Good evening sir...madam."

Morgane Kristanovitch: When the cab pulls up to the rewsteraunt, she waits for Nathaniel to get out before sliding out of it herself, into the cold night air. She is wearing, a pair wool slacks in a grey color, with a sweater in cream coolor of angora. Her black coat tops off her outfit, with her pair of black heeled boots. Her hair is pulled back in a series of braides, that are pulled together to form a web over her lose hair. It looks like that took her hours to do. She takes Nathan's hand a soft smile to him. "Thank you."

Paige Nightsong: She leans up and whispers to Corbin quickly.

Olivia Boehm (PT): *Another coffee refill. More sugar, and a splash more cream. This is getting her nowhere.*

Nathaniel Dikastis: "You're welcome. Corbin outta be in here somewhere. Sure we'll find him"

Corbin Justice: "Thank you." He listens to Paige, waiting politely for her to sit first.

Corbin Justice: He nods faintly Paige with a smile.

Troy Lawrence: And out the door he heads, into the night, toward the waiting Infiniti.

Corbin Justice: ~Too-tight faded blue jeans with the hole worn out of one knee, black and white Sid Lives t-shirt with slashes through the chest, black wool blazer.~

Corbin Justice: ((Oooh, sweet, an Infiniti!))

Morgane Kristanovitch: A nod of her head. "I am sure we will." She walks a bit closer to Nathan, not overly obviously so, as the head into the resteraunt. Her cheek getting a slight red to them in the cold.

Natasha Carter: *more...people......coming in.....and couples as well at that.....the backpack finally settled in her lap, she takes a deeeeep draught of hte coffee as if thatd comfort her.....yeah...right....fingers fidgeting with the napkin more, almost absently drumming her other hand on her thigh,pointedly looking at no one but the tabletop*

Paige Nightsong: "Natasha?" she looks back to her. "Can we talk more please? Maybe in the bathroom just the two of us please?"

Corbin Justice: He grins and waves to Morgane and Nate as they arrive.

Nathaniel Dikastis: He actually holds the door for her, then scans the room quickly for Corbin.

Troy Lawrence: ((2006 Infiniti M, black with a graphite/rosewood interior, and the premium package: Mobile entertainment system, XM Satellite, OnStar, Intelligent Cruise Control, et cetera, for the record. You know you're hopeless when your PC's CAR gets that much detail. *G* Thanks for the scene, guys.))

Nathaniel Dikastis: d10: Percept: 5,8,3,5,3,

Corbin Justice: ((Ah! Troy sucks! I'll never afford that car IRL! *L*))

Nathaniel Dikastis: It takes him a few minutes, but he finally notices Corbin, and softly nudges Morgane before moving toward him.

Troy Lawrence: ((Nor will I. *S* I can dreeeaaam, though... *Gone*))