Keith Newcomb: He pays the cover charge
for them as they walk in. "I'm glad you suggested this. Sounds like have a
decent DJ for tonight, though it ain't Christian."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: yeah.....not so bad....christian...think
ive met him here once....*shrugging idly, snaking her hair from under her long
leather coat once they get inside*
Keith Newcomb: "He's going with Sha-Sha, you
know her? She was singing for our band for a short time. She can really sing
Joplin, but the personalities just didn't mix well." A hand lightly to the small
of her back, unless she protests, he moves to the bar. "Dancing or drinks
first?"
Keith Newcomb: He's wearing a black t-shirt
made of some sort of silky-slinky spandex, fitting tight to his washboard abs
and well-formed pecs, and tight blue jeans that show off the rest of his very
decent body.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: um...met her the last time
I was here, when I 'met' met you...she was talking to that alex guy you were
sitting with...and drinks, of course...*chuckling, warm slightly crooked grin*
what kind of music does your band play?
Keith Newcomb: "Yeah, Alex...I wouldn't call
him a friend," he chuckles, "but he's interesting." Scoots out a stool for her
before seating himself. "Death metal, black metal, sort of a combo of the two."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *when she takes off her
coat shes wearing a black babydoll tshirt that says 'not all bad, not all good
either' with a devilish happy bunny(belly exposed, as well as the bellybutton
ring there), the edges of a flaming tattoo peeking up from her low riding tight
jeans waistline, her own stomach flat and solidly muscled, sleekly defined*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: wow, the darker stuff
huh?*taking the seat he scoots out for her*
Keith Newcomb: He nods with a faint grin. "I
think I like it mainly because it lets me pound the bejeezus out of the drums."
He hails the bartender. "Beer for myself. Something dark. And something for the
lady."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: guiness please....*said
with ease, as if its her usual drink, half leaning forward on the bar before
looking at him* drummer huh?
Keith Newcomb: "You like Guinness, too?" He
lifts a brow. "I like a woman with taste. Yeah, been drumming most of my life.
I've gotten pretty good at it, and I'm actually teaching now. Some music, you
know, how to read notes. But mostly teaching rhythm and drums."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: hell fuckin yes..*smirking
a bit more* if youre going to drink something might as well have balls to it if
you know what I mean*waggling her brows and chuckling* otherwise its not worth
it.....and thats really cool....see...me? I dont have much problem with using
both hands, but hands and feet both?*shaking head with that crooked grin*
travesty waiting to happen
Keith Newcomb: He laughs. "Aw, I'll bet I could teach you." He grins. "You know what's really great?" he says as they get their beers, his being Guinness also thankfully. "I got hired to give this kid lessons, little four year old who won't walk when he can run, and I swear, that little wildcat is really good! Cutest little thing, blond curly hair and fat cheeks, you get the picture." Chuckles, shaking his head. "He calls me the Drummer Man. 'Mommy, Mommy, the Drummer Man is here!'" he mimicks in a fair immitation of a child's voice. "Cute as a button, but a hellion on wheels."
Keith Newcomb: ((immitation=imitation))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: oh he sounds it....*smile
warming a bit when he talks about the kid* its the angellic looking ones you
usually have to watch out for, yeah? bet you were a troblemaker and hellion too
growing up...*taking her guiness and nudging his arm with hers by leaning into
him slightly as she takes a gulp*
Keith Newcomb: He mock-gasps. "I was an
angel! When other kids hung their stocking caps on the hooks coming in from
recess?" He nods sagely. "I was hanging my halo." He reaches up and pretends to
adjust the halo in question, giving Kae a goofy grin.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she snortchuckles at that
one, licking her lips after setting down the bottle* yeeeah.....wouldnt happen
to have swampland for sale either wouldja?
Keith Newcomb: "Why, now that you mention it," he laughs, "Absolutely. Prime real estate in Louisiana. And there's a really nice bridge spanning to Brooklyn if you'd care to invest."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she tries to do her
best mock shocked look of wide eyed innocense that she can, but the chuckling
and smiling bubbling up behind it keep threatening to ruin the effort*
Keith Newcomb: He grins, giving her hair a
playful light tug. "I wouldn't try to swindle you. You're *way* too smart for
that!"
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *chuckling and nodding*
yup..gots me an edumacation I do...*mock pouting at the hair tug* owwwwwwww, big
meanie*smirking and sticking her tongue out at him*
Keith Newcomb: He snickers. "You better watch
that tongue, I can grab that to. Er, well, actually I don't know where it's
been!" Ducks, anticipating a hit.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: oh ho that so!*laughing,
she does playfully swat towrds him* imp
Keith Newcomb: He bops his eyebrows, then
takes a swig of beer. "If you call me a rapscallion or a scalliwag, I'm going to
be very hurt."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *another few gulps and she
keeps that smirk of hers* what about knave or something else of that type?
Keith Newcomb: "I'll be a knave," he says
with a naughty tone, "if I can call you wench."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: oooo, a scurvy wench at
that....*chuckling softly as she shakes her head*
Keith Newcomb: He peers at her closely, at
her teeth. "No, madam, you most certainly do not have scurvy." He gives her a
wide-eyed look. "Can I be the cabin boy? Pretty please?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The man slips into the
club, popping his neck to either side before he makes his way past the bouncer.
He's dressed in his "casual trench" look...the poet's shirt and leather pants,
as opposed to the dress shirt and slacks. Hair is hanging free, his look fairly
relaxed as he walks in.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
*when she takes off her coat shes wearing a black babydoll tshirt that says 'not
all bad, not all good either' with a devilish happy bunny(belly exposed, as well
as the bellybutton ring there), the edges of a flaming tattoo peeking up from
her low riding tight jeans waistline, her own stomach flat and solidly muscled,
sleekly defined*(incase ya missed it*hugs*)
Keith Newcomb: ~sitting at the bar~
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she almost coughs up the
mouthful of guiness she had when he asks that, swallowing and coughing,
shoulders shaking as she laughs* jeezus fucking christ on a pogo stick you
almost made me commit alcohol abuse
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 9,9,9,1,5,5,
Keith Newcomb: He laughs, giving Kae a quick,
light hug, and grabs a napkin to blot at her face, but he's laughing. "I'm so
sorry." Laughing still. "Really!" Laughing more.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks around as he
makes his way to the bar, and notices Kaeleigh first. A small smile hits his
face as he sees her, and he quickens his step...for all of one step. Then he
sees Keith, and he stops dead in his tracks, staring. Stunned. This was about
the last thing he expected to see.
Keith Newcomb: "God, you look cute like
that..." Loses himself in laughter.
Keith Newcomb: ~He's wearing a black t-shirt
made of some sort of silky-slinky spandex, fitting tight to his washboard abs
and well-formed pecs, and tight blue jeans that show off the rest of his very
decent body.~
Kaeleigh O'Reilly:
d10: per/alert: 4,5,8,2,10,3,
Keith Newcomb:
d10: p/a: 2,5,4,3,9,
Keith Newcomb: He doesn't notice too much,
but he isn't looking for anyone in particular.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: suuure you are,
smartass..*smirking again as she laughs, waving off the blotting napkin as she
shakes her head hearing the cute compliment, eyes looking elsewhere and catching
aerin, immediately smiling when she sees him* hey!*then raising a curious brow
seeing the stunned look* you...alright?
Keith Newcomb: He follows her look and
finally notices him. "You..." he says to Kae with a stunned blink. "You
know...you can't know Aerin?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He tries to recover
quickly, but by doing so, he gets a sudden tension to his body...a slight lean
of his frame into a power position. He forces a smile and approaches, his
movements suddenly less relaxed, more of a stalk then an actual walk. Kaeleigh
gets a nod as he approaches, before his attention is focused on Keith.
Keith Newcomb: ((that should be "You
know...you can't know...Aerin?"))
Keith Newcomb: Bewildered, he looks between
the two, then finally nods to Aerin. "Hey, Aerin. What's up?"
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *shes looking a bit
bewildered herself, quite confused, eyes between the two of them back and forth*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Hey, Keith." He stops
at the bar, waving down the bartender. His eyes don't leave the other man for
one iota of a second...staring intently at him, almost challenging. "Chivas
Regal, please." The last toward the 'tender, before his words direct back to the
two. "Kaeleigh. Funny seeing you two here. Didn't know you knew each other."
Keith Newcomb: Aerin: "We met a couple nights
ago. This is our second date." He pauses, trying to get his bearings. "You know
each other?" Oh jeez, maybe she's an ex girlfriend or something.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: yeeeah...this...is the guy
I mentioned last night that I met the other night...*blinking....alot...words to
either of them but more to aerin* I should....go outside for a few ....shouldnt
I?
Keith Newcomb: He grins at Kae. "You
mentioned me?" He looks delighted.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He's silent, taking
his drink and handing over his credit card to start a tab without so much as a
glance to the bartender. "Oh, so this would be her. I see."
Keith Newcomb: "Heh. Yeah, this is the woman
I mentioned. Small world."
Keith Newcomb -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ~Keith
is sincerely shocked to find they know each other, unless he's the world's
greatest actor, which Aerin knows he isn't.~
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: you mentioned me?*brow
raised, more of a cautious curious questioning than delighted glancing to keith,
looking to aerin with a definate 'can we talk' look if he manages to catch her
glance while staring at keith*
Keith Newcomb: "Um...maybe we should *all*
go somewhere and talk? I mean...you two weren't...were you like, an item?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 3,9,8,5,9,3,
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: hes the one I mentioned to
you when I said I had someone I wanted to be with but wasnt sure if I could call
him 'my' boyfriend....
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (said to keith)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He does glance over at
Kaeleigh, and his lips press together a little. He nods to her a bit, and looks
back to Keith. "I think talking should be done, yes." Who and where, he doesn't
say for the immediate moment, as he burns a visual hole through Keith's skull.
Keith Newcomb: And he deflates at Kae's
words. "Oh. I see." He doesn't look at Aerin.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: if we need to talk then
lets go somewhere more private alright?*looking between the two of them*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah." He nods
slightly. "Yeah, private is good."
Keith Newcomb: He nods slowly, looking at
that wonderful mass of fiery hair with a sinking feeling. He leaves the rest of
his beer as he stands up.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *standing herself, her
bottle is left, coat slipped back on and straightened*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He downs his drink in
one quick swallow and finally looks away from Keith, to the bartender so he can
close out his tab. Quick tab, it seems, tonight.
Keith Newcomb: He reaches out to help adjust
her coat around her, looks at Aerin, and his hand drops. "We could go down to
the Dungeon," he suggests.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((One quick drought.
He can't get an entire glass of scotch down his throat in one swallow,
obviously. :P))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (was gonna say daaamn*G*)
Keith Newcomb: ((hehehehh would have been
funny))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she gets her coat
herself, hands in the pockets, just waiting for the two of them to decide and
lead, only having been there twice before*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Well, maybe in
Glabro...but he's still in Homid for now. ;) ))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks to the
Dungeon and frowns...then to the door. Dammit, he came on his bike. A brief nod.
"Dungeon it is." He turns and starts heading there, leading the way. More
stalking then walking, once again. Pushing his way through the crowd...but
making sure to stick close to the other two.
Keith Newcomb: He follows Aerin to the
Dungeon. ((Going there!))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she heads along with
quietly*(going there)
LIMELIGHT CLUB DUNGEON
Keith Newcomb: He holds the door open for
Kae.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she just heads inside the
door, irreguardless of whos holding it, murmuring an absent thanks*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He makes his way
ahead, finding a nice, private room to slip into. That door, HE holds, waiting
for the other two to slip inside, watching them closely. Mostly Keith.
Keith Newcomb: He sits down on whatever piece
of furniture is in here. A couch perhaps? Whatever is in the private room they
choose to enter.
Keith Newcomb: He looks back at Aerin,
holding his expression for now.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *finding a spot to lean
against like the wall or something she does so, looking between the other two*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Once all three of them
are inside, he shuts the door, drowning out the moans and such outside, and
remains standing near the door, that tensed, slightly forward lean still in his
frame. He pulls a cigarette and looks between the two. "Well, then. This is
certainly an interesting development, isn't it?"
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *taking a deep breath,
almost wishing she had a drink or cigarette herself right now, she nods slowly,
rubbing her arms as she does, chewing at her lip*
Keith Newcomb: "Interesting," he mutters.
"Well, that's a word for it." He looks at Kae. At that magnificent hair. And he
slumps back on the couch. "But she wants you."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Keith,
brow furrowing as he notes her staring at Kae...'s hair. His jaw sets, and even
pulses a couple times as he locks eyes on Keith. Something definitely
challenging there. A low, threatening growl escapes.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *the growl gets her
looking up with a slight shiver, eyes between the other two for a moment, then
on aerin*
Keith Newcomb: "It's not like that, Aerin,"
he says, looking at him directly. "Not Kaeleigh." That growl unnerves him a very
primal way and his adam's apple bobs a moment, but he stands his ground. Er,
well...sits his ground anyway. "She's real. She...makes me laugh," he finishes
mournfully, not laughing.
Keith Newcomb: "Like I told you," he mumbles.
"A girl I could really be into. For real."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Shoulda
mentioned...WP spent last post)) His fingers flex a couple times, as if they
were grabbing a throat. Squeezing, crushing, tearing, and rending. But his face
betrays little of that, merely staring hard at the man. His head tilts to the
left in an odd angle, examining Keith...visually dissecting him.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *the 'not like that'
comment gets a slightly raised brow curious look from her but she keeps quiet
for the moment*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No," he finally says,
his voice rough and harsh. "You're right. It's not like that. And it's not...fucking...going
to be."
Keith Newcomb: ~He seems a little defeated,
definitely frustrated, and unhappy. There's no apparent aggression from him.~
Keith Newcomb: He looks up at Aerin, a faint
twist of his lips. "No, it isn't. I really dig Kae already. She's something
special. I didn't know I was moving in your territory, man, I swear it."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, well." He
snorts, taking a hard drag off of his cigarette as he starts to stalk back and
forth, pretty much pacing. "Turns out, we agree on something there."
Keith Newcomb: "Yeah, I know she's into you.
I know that NOW. But you're with Ethan, so where does that leave her?" He sighs.
"Damn it."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *taking a deep breath, she
looks between the two, then looks to aerin finally,speaking quietly when she
wont interrupt* should I just...head outside and wait or something?
Keith Newcomb: Kae: "I don't think so. This
involves you. It's your life."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Kaeleigh's going
to become a part of..." He stops and sneers. "You know what? No. Some things,
I'm just not going to tell you..." He has to stop himself, and take a breath,
before he finally says "...Keith. It's...business relating to my people. Let's
leave it at that."
Keith Newcomb: He nods. "You know I'm not
prying into what you're people are. I get a sense it's better I not know. I'm
not disputing that. I'm just saying..." He lifts his hands, lets them drop
helplessly. "It isn't easy for me to find a woman who can make me...*feel*. Do
you even understand what I'm meaning when I say that?"
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *taking a deep breath, she
leans back against the wall where she had been, hands in her pockets*
Keith Newcomb: ((you're=your))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes, I understand it
perfectly fucking well, Keith." He nearly spits it out, then goes silent, pacing
back and forth. Thinking as best he can at the moment. The forced moment and
breath seems to have calmed him somewhat...and that's a good thing, for sure.
He's not quite seeing red at the moment.
Keith Newcomb: He smacks his head back
against the wall, not believing he's doing this. "I owe you. I'll...back off."
His lips twist bitterly.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Willpower : 9,9,7,9,3,4,
Keith Newcomb: He stands up. "You probably
want to tell he all about me. I'll make it easier for you and go," he says
quietly. "Goodbye, Kae." Sighs. "At least we'll always have Carmine's."
Keith Newcomb: ooc he=her
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Keith,
almost ready to say something to the effect of 'Damn FUCKING skippy you
will'...but he looks to Kae finally, and watches her for a long moment.
Something battling inside him. "I don't believe that's your fucking call to
make, Keith. Nor is it mine, to be honest."
Keith Newcomb: He stops, looking at Aerin in
surprise. He looks to Kae then.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I do believe she
should know what she's getting into...in a general sense, at least." He looks
from Kaeleigh to Keith, his eyes demanding...ordering. "You don't need to give
her all the details, but if it's her call, she needs to know the truth."
Keith Newcomb: He nods. "Kae, this is
going to sound insane. But...vampires are real," he says quietly. "Really real.
And I'm standing here lucky to still have my life. They wanted to make me a
slave to them, a slave to their blood." His hazel eyes pleading with her to
understand. Most people would either laugh or back away like he's nuts. "I
fought them off and Aerin helped me get free of them. I'm...not a really good
guy. I haven't lived a clean life."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she keeps quiet, eyes to
her feet and the ground about them, then 'hears' aerins words and looks up,
glancing between the two again, taking a deep breath then sighing it out,
chewing her lip briefly* Im sorry...but...Ive already said how I felt at the
beginning, irreguardless of what can be told to me about keith.....Ive had fun,
but..I want to be with aerin....I just didnt think I had the right to call him
my boyfriend....yknow...considering...*voice soft*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (whoa*G* just saw the
posts from keith,hold on)
Keith Newcomb: He sighs at her words, nods.
"If shit happens, if you need some muscle, you know....I can be there. You have
my number."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow.
That's quite the explanation. He folds his arms watching Keith and waiting to
see if more comes.
Keith Newcomb: ((*L* Crossed posts are so
much fun.))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *like what shed been told
by aerin before come true but in someone else by what keith tells her, she takes
a deep breath and swallows, closing her eyes like something he says hits her
somewhere inside*theres something I want, so badly, Id be willing to give my
life for it....if I want to keep what hope I have I cant jeopardize
that......not in the least....my feelings for aerin aside...whether or not I
ever get the right to call him my boyfriend or whatever...
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Kae,
and finally, some of that tension bleeds away a bit. He's just a touch more
relaxed, enough to offer Kaeleigh a faint smile.
Keith Newcomb: He shakes his head slightly,
not quite understanding. "Regardless, I guess I know where I stand. Goodbye
Kae." He shrugs, looks to Aerin. "Call me later." Unusually subdued, he heads
for the door.
Keith Newcomb: ((Night!))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *eyes still closed, she
murmurs a goodbye to keith*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stares after Keith
for a long moment, before nodding slightly. "I will."
Keith Newcomb: Anger, frustration, and
loss...something ripped from him before he could own it...he goes hunting in the
red light district. ((~poof~))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He watches the man
leave...and only then does he finally relax, sighing deeply...and just about
collapsing. It's hard for him to hold that much tension, anger, and rage back
for so long.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *once hes out the door its
another few moments before she opens and raises her eyes to look at aerin,
automatically moving to him in concern, hand to his shoulder without thinking,
rubbing carefully*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He leans a little into
the hand and sighs, going for another cigarette. He really almost seems like a
different person from the one who was growling at Joe. "I...sorry." He says it
quietly, looking down as he lights up. "I'm very, very sorry, Kae."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: for what?*voice soft as
she has her other hand take over rubbing his other shoulder at the same time*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((growling at KEITH.))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "For making..." He
sighs. "I don't know. For making a scene. For...this whole thing." He takes a
drag off the cigarette.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: its better I knew
though.....right?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "It is," he says with
a nod. "There's...more to the Keith situation...I shouldn't get into the
details, because it's possible he is trying to change. But just believe me when
I say that the man's...very dangerous. And the fact that he truly cares only
slightly relieves me. If I'd known you may have ended up running into him, I
would have told you before, I promise." He looks down, running a hand through
his hair to swipe it away from his face so he doesn't burn himself on his smoke
as he stares at the floor.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: its alright...*her voice
whisper soft near his ear, hands massaging his shoulders still*
Autumn Beck: (...Open?)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Umm...possibly,
yeah, if she just wanders into their room. *G*))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He leans into her
hands and sighs. "No...no, it's not. It was a stupid mistake, and I should be
smarter then that."
Autumn Beck: ((*L* Ohhhh, n/m))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (is she wandering in the
dungeon alone?*EG* and they are in one of the private rooms with the door
closed, but like he said ...if she just wanders in) you cant know every little
thing that will happen, you cannot predict every situation.....you couldnt have
known he and I would ever meet.......
Autumn Beck: (I was thinking of having her wander
into the dungeon alone, Kaeleigh-p... She's kind of a, um, lost lamb.)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, but I should have
planned for the contingency...especially considering...certain things." He
shrugs a little bit and makes a soft moan as she works over his shoulders.
"You're too good to me."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((S'all good,
Autumn-P...whatever works. There's no moans--er, loud moans coming from their
room, so it could always be assumed it's empty...or Aerin may hear
her...whatever works. *S*))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: quit it atlas....*getting
deeper into the muscles while she can as she works those shoulders over*....and
I am not......*sighing softly, murmuring* Id do this for you any day, you know
that
Autumn Beck: (Okay, cameo) *To be fair,
it's dark... And she doesn't really know how these things work, and... Well, no
more excuses. The door to their room opens; a breathless girl steps in and
closes the door hard, then flattens her body back against it*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles and opens
his mouth to answer her...and then blinks, as Autumn of all people slips inside
the room. He stares at the girl a moment, stunned, before. "Uh...Autumn?"
Stunned seems to be his look of the night.
Autumn Beck: *She doesn't realize, for
- well, for longer than it should take, really - that there's anyone in here...
Catching her breath. Eyes big, kind of deer-in-the-headlights-ish. Aerin might
even recognize her, though she's more dressed up tonight... A drapey black
skirt, black tank-top, elbow length gloves. Shawl.*
Autumn Beck: I... What? *Her eyes, already
big, are now. Enormous. And she turns... i>red.* Oh god, I didn't - you - Sorry!
Autumn Beck: *The words escape,
helplessly... Her fingers flying up into the air, like startled birds, a warding
gesture* I came to dance!
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *her hands freeze on
aerins shoulders, eyes looking to autumn oddly, definate surprise in them as her
heart sinks back down from her throat, looking between teh two of them when they
seem to know each other, letting her hands slip from him*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, no...it's
okay..." He looks between Kaeleigh and Autumn, and sighs. Well, this probably
looked very bad... "Kaeleigh, this is Autumn. She's a friend of a couple friends
of mine...we met when she, uh...Kelsey brought her over to my place...um. There
was a party--not at my place, somewhere else...Andy threw up on her, and she
needed to use my shower, and..." He blinks. "I called her a cab after...wait.
That...after the shower. I was outside the shower...in the kitchen...there were
waffles."
Autumn Beck: I didn't know anybody was in
here! *she's built too dignified for a squeak, but it's panicked... Breathy.*
Sorry. I'll just, uh, sorry...
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: its fine aerin...*giving
a quiet smile and nod as she leans back towards the wall again*
Autumn Beck: Just some guy was like trying
to, uh, expand my horizons and... *You didn't think her eyes could get any
wider, did you? Some of her hair is gathered up today, loosely. It's pretty.*
...Um, I was just going. *she pushes off the door.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He gives Kaeleigh a
sheepish sort of smile, and then looks to Autumn. "It's okay, Autumn." He sighs,
watching her for a long moment, before speaking. "Are you okay? No one was doing
anything to you that you didn't want them to, were they?"
Autumn Beck: No, but *wry* like, I don't
think I can wash the inside of my head...
Autumn Beck: *A tiny, crooked smile.*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *finding a spot to sit,
she moves to it and gets comfy, brushing fingers back through her hair absently*
Autumn Beck: Anyway... I'll just... Like,
duck back out and pretend this wasn't like the most retarded awkward thing I've
ever done... *still wry* Sorry for ruining two nights in a row, Aerin...
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He winces a little and
nods. "Yeah, some people can get, ah...pretty descriptive down here sometimes.
Or, depending on the situation, pretty outlandishly dressed, or outlandish in
general."
Autumn Beck: *nodnodnodnod, big eyes* It's
definitely pretty... Uh, unlikely.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You didn't ruin
anything, Autumn. I promise." He smiles a bit and takes a drag off his
cigarette. "Are you going to be okay? If you want to get out of here, I can call
you a cab again...or not, if you plan to explore some more, or just go up and
dance some."
Autumn Beck: ...I'll just go dance. *A
crooked smile, then... Startlingly pretty, for a second, in spite of the
awkwardness. Something dreamy, elegant about her* Thanks for being so nice,
Aerin! *and she ducks out.*
Autumn Beck: (Thanks for indulging me,
guys!)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He watches Autumn
leave and stares after her shaking his head. "I swear to the Goddess, if this
night gets any wierder..." He pauses, then sighs. "Then it'll officially be a
Monday."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she just remains quiet
leaning back against the couch the entire time, eyes half closed almost as if
she were dozing or something*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes a couple
steps back and then turns, moving to sit on the couch behind Kaeleigh, and
starts to return the favor of the shoulder massage. "You okay?"
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: mm?*hearing him, feeling
the massage(her shoulders are ROCK hard) she looks up and his general direction*
yeah...*quiet smile and nod* Im fine
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, your shoulders
seem to disagree." He smiles faintly and works slowly, gently over the muscles.
Taking his time, methodically working through the tension and kneading it away.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: you know the last time
I got a shoulder massage?*groaning and sinking down a bit as he works on them*
last time..you gave me one
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, it seems I need
to start giving you more of them." He smiles a little bit and leans down to kiss
her scalp before going back to work.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *sighing deeply, she lets
him work on her for a good few solid minutes without saying anything, finally
speaking with a soft voice* Im sorry I just seem to keep....finding trouble or
bad situations and upsetting you......
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "It's not your fault."
He says it softly, before shaking his head. "And I don't want you feeling bad
about it. All right? You didn't know, any more then I did."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: at least we're in
agreement on something..*murmuring softly with a slight lip twitch when he says
what she was telling him before*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles and nods.
"We do." A brief pause, as he continues working on her shoulders. "Hey...you
wanna get out of here? Go home, I can give you a bit more thorough of a massage?
And then maybe just relax? I mean, we could do that here, but..." He
grins faintly.
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: ...home*her hands
reach up to take his and bring his arms around her, smiling softly*please
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods and smiles,
wrapping his arms around her to hug her tightly. "C'mon, then. Let's get out of
here."
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *she nods and hugs his
arms around her, then gets up when he does*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((And fade there for now? Sleeep calls...work tomorrow.))
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (works for me*hugs* see
you later)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thanks for the
scene! *Hugs*))