Ziahl: Mel> "I was." Pushes off the table with a wince. "I'll be a moment." She heads towards Surly.

Ntwadumela: Mel blinks at Surly at her comment, then looks at Josh. "Glad to see I'm not the only guy who women want to beat up." He's been behaving himself far too much. He gets takes Ziahl's seat to keep it warm.

Ziahl: "I just wanted to apologize if I hurt your feeling at the mall the other day."

Joshua Coil: *He looks over Ntwatoohardtospell, with a slight frown.* It's only because I won the first fight.

Surly: *arches a brow at teh woman* hurt my feelings? no. piss me off by assuming, yes. never assume anything about people. *shrugs* apology accepted anyway. *smirks* give you a bit of friendly advice--don't get better Joshua and the coffee. you might end up in serious hurt if you do. *a harsh chuckle, glancing at Josh in case he overheard*

Madisen Stamper: Scrub scrub scrub. "Damn sticky beer," she mutters in German, though giggles a little remembering how it got there, then back very solemn again to her work.

Joshua Coil: *He perks up at that, and nods seriously.* It's true.

Ntwadumela: Mel offers his hand to Josh, and Madisen if she happens to be at the same table. "Ntwdumela, you can call me Mel." Mel is glancing at Ziahl, with a bit of concern.

Ziahl: "Okay." Glancing curiously at Joshua.

Joshua Coil: *He takes the hand.* Joshua, *he mutters, simply watching the interaction between Ziahl and Surly. such a good full moon on a half moon.*

Madisen Stamper: Madisen is at a different table all together. A young girl, with shoulder length brunette hair, auburn streaks throughout and the saddest looking blue eyes, wearing a cook outfit with an apron on over it.

Ziahl: Smiles at Mel when he looks her way.

Ziahl: Surly> "I'm Ziahl. What's your name?"

Surly: anyway, got to go now. i need a good workout before i shower and sleep. *smirks, nodding to Josh before she heads outside*

Ziahl: "Bye..."

Surly: Surly. and we met before the mall,in this park. *tosses back to Ziahl before the door shuts* ((*hugs all around* thanks, guys. *G* had fun. hope everyone keeps having fun tonight! *BG*))

Madisen Stamper: She finally finishes the table to her satisfaction, no more dishes harmed in her wake, stepping out of the dried beer on the floor. Her shoes squishing a little and she heads back to kitchen area to find something to get that stuff off the floor.

Ntwadumela: "So, what's good on the menu anyway?"

Madisen Stamper: ((*hugs* THanks for the scene!))

Ziahl: "Bye Shirly." And it sounds so girlie the way she says it. ((Later!))

Joshua's Phone: *Ringy dingy ding*

Joshua Coil: I just ordered the bratwurst. Gonna have to work out an hour more just to get it out of my system again.

Ziahl: Heads back to the booth, walking with more care and settling down gingerly beside Mel.

Joshua Coil: *He frowns slightly, as the phone plays the mexican hat dance. And he flips it open.* Joshua, *he says. No hello.*

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "Joshua." It's Aerin. He doesn't sound all that pleased. In fact, minus the gravellyness, he sounds about like Joshua usually does when speaking to Aerin. "You got a moment to talk?"

Ntwadumela: "Well, that sounds like a good start." Mel pats Ziahl on the shoulder, rubbing it a moment.

Madisen Stamper: She comes back out a few moments later with stuff to clean the floor (I don't figure it's carpeted, but should check...assume whatever it is, she cleans it properly)

Joshua Coil: *He pauses.* Yes. I have time. Go ahead.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "Willworker. Name of Nes. What do you know about her?"

Ziahl: "Oh, ow! My everything still hurts." Wincing at the rub.

Chantelle Williams: It has been a long, long night of overtime, but well worth it, and she takes a break at Redbones to reward herself. Tired, but feeling like she's achieved something. She is a young mulatto woman in her early 20s, her skin a creamy café a lait, her eyes so dark brown they appear black. Her lips are full and sensual, her ebony hair to her mid-back and wavy. She walks with purpose and confidence, her smile pleasant and bold. She is 5’6” with a fit, curvy shape. Wearing a pair of dark red slacks with a white blouse under a warm, dark green parka. http://www.wodnyc.net/modules/coppermine/albums/uploads10296/1Chantelle.jpg

Joshua Coil: *He pauses.* The name sounds familiar. Incident in the park, once. Talked to her with Jody. Why?

Ntwadumela: Mel takes his hand off her shoulder. "Sorry."

Chantelle Williams: She steps in, appreciating the wave of warmth and the delicious smells. Ooh, this will break her diet, but dammit, she *deserves* it. She takes a seat in the crowded place.

Madisen Stamper: Mops up the floor, after all carpets would be too hard to keep clean. Once she's done there, she starts clockwise around the floor, starting to mop.

Ziahl: "It's okay, just... lighter. How have you been?"

Chantelle Williams: Her smile to the waitress is warm and open, and she takes the menu graciously, sipping her water while she looks it over.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "She tried to kill me Friday night." He growls that out...his voice is, amusingly enough, still a little raspy, so the resemblance to Joshua's is probably even more ironic. "In a bar across from Battery, after I found her using mind-control on humans in the DMZ. Second time I saw her doing stuff...last time, she broadcast her thoughts directly into several minds...mine, Dante's, Jez, Eddie's, the kids...actually...were you there, too? You may have been. My brain's all frazzled and misfiring."

Ntwadumela: "I can say nobody has tried to kill me in the last few days."

Chantelle Williams: She crosses her legs under the table, debating over a salad or *real* food.

Joshua Coil: What? *He snaps, and his fist slams onto the table, even as the plate of bratwurst is set down. It shakes with the force of the man's hit. He growls it out.* She did not hurt the kids... she will... tell me where to go.

Ntwadumela: Mel blinks back at Joshua. Ziahl: "Yet."

Ziahl: Jumps when Josh slams the table and looks at him.

Chantelle Williams: She jumps in startlement, looking over at Joshua with wide eyes. She conceals, barely, a shudder. Don't make eye contact, girl, that one's a freak. I can tell. Dangerous.

Madisen Stamper: Madi glances over when she hears the slam and plate shaking. At least she was working her way over to clean up if he made a mess.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "I'm right there with you, Joshua. No, the kids weren't hurt. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given her a warning back then, and you know that." Cough cough. "I've already told Yolanda about the incident...there was a crocodile shifter there Friday, too. Saved my ass, but breached the Veil hardcore. I just thought you should know, and that I'd see what all you knew. If I see her again, she's a corpse. I'll give you something of the body to play with, though." Simmering anger. Calm, placid Aerin is about as angry as Joshua is.

Chantelle Williams: She flicks her eyes away, feeling suddenly nervous.

Joshua Coil: Tell me what she looks like... I can't... remember. *He grits his teeth.*

Ziahl: Gives Joshua a concerned look, then whispers to Mel.

Ntwadumela: "I'm going to head outside for a bit. Think I need some fresh air." ((Nytemare called, need to drop her some stuff off at work.))

Ziahl: (kk, later)

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: He rattles off a description. "She got fairly badly injured by the croc. I don't know if she'll have healed herself."

Joshua Coil: I'll find her, *he says sincerely.*

Chantelle Williams: She places her order, including a beer. What harm can a single beer do? She reminds herself it's a reward for the advancement of her theory.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "Be careful, Joshua. This woman nearly killed me, and brought the croc even closer. Croc would probably be dead if I hadn't taken the time to heal her. Watch that fucking PSP of hers."

Joshua Coil: I'm fast, *he growls into the phone.* I will not hesitate. I am sorry... I was not there.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "You can't be everywhere. And I'm not expecting you to protect me. I'm a big boy. Just got stupid and dropped my guard. My fuck-up. Fucking handwavers." A clenched sound in his voice, like he's speaking through his teeth, there. "Just...got surprised. If you need more information, talk to Erin Madigan...Fianna kin. She can tell you what happened when I was out."

Joshua Coil: I know her. I'll find her. And believe me, if I cross her path again, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my... temper. Going now.

Chantelle Williams: A slight pursing of her lips and she pays strict attention to everything *except* the angry man with the horrible voice.

Ziahl: Lightly touches his arm, giving him a concerned look. "Do you need help, Joshwa?"

Madisen Stamper: Madi's made her way over close to Joshua's table, mopping the floor and making it look nice and clean, but not being at all intrusive of them as she keeps a good distance.

Joshua's Phone -> Joshua Coil: "All right. Take care, Josh. Let me know, all right? Bye." *Click*

Joshua Coil: *He closes the phone.* Somoen hurt some close friends of mine, *he snaps.* Not much you can do.

Joshua Coil: ((*retypes Somoen as Someone, craftily, so no one notices the typo*))

Chantelle Williams: Good Lord, who would dare? The man practically seethes with psychopathic anger! Another light shudder.

Ziahl: "I wish you well, then."