Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*the supremely arrogant and extremely volatile
Fenrir makes his way through the park moving casually and spinning something in
his hand. Whatever it is occassionally it glints in the light of the street
lamps, perhaps a piece of metal of some kind*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She strolls into the
park, in a somewhat lighter mood then she has been these last few days. Today
it's back to leather pants and boots, but a slightly more conservative shirt.
Like one with sleeves for the cooler temperatures~
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he takes note of Maya catching sight of her off
in the distance. He laughs a bit to himself and then starts in his direction.
That little piece of metal in his hand continues to glint in the light every so
often. When he draws closer perhaps it's more obvious that it's a small knife*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She's taking her
time. In no big hurry to be anywhere, and walking slowly. Gernot approaching is
easy enough to catch attention, and she tilts her head at him and raises an
eyebrow~ Evening Gernot.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he snorts* Evening Grimhild. Where's your
collar? I don't see anyone around here holding your leash...such a shame. You'd
make a fine pet.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She blinks at him
slowly, completely unamused~ I am no one's pet. Though I was going to ask the
same of you.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs at her reaction* The restraints upon
me are more for the benefit of others...not so much for myself. *he smiles at
her revealing his maw of sharpened teeth* Now you on the other hand...claims of
being free...how delightfully self obfuscating you are.
Joshua Coil: ((Open?))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(sure thing)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Self obfuscating? For
doing what's expected of me instead of a whining, self-loathing waste of air?
Forgive me. I shall have to work on that. ~The tone quite flat, as well as the
gaze~ Maybe if I work at it hard enough I can be as good as you.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Jump on in!))
Joshua Coil: *He looks up, as he walks now. In one
hand, a cup of latte. In the other, a paper. He whistles idly, and then looks
back down, around the park.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
For deluding yourself into believe there is no
leash upon you...when quite clear...there is. *he laughs again* Poor Maya..it
must be troubling to feel so restrained.
Joshua Coil:
d10: per+alert: 6,5,10,6,8,
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I'm hardly
restrained. Just where is this leash you seem to think is there? By my namesake?
You truly are as low IQed as you look and act if that's all the ground you're
standing on with your beliefs.
Joshua Coil: *He cants his head, and sips
at his coffee. There is a slight perkiness to his step, as he approaches the
two.*
Caroline McGregor: *Here comes the tall red head.
She's wearing jeans and a heavy sweater because of the chill in the air. Her
long legs carry her rapidly along. No meandering tonight.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs quietly and points the small knife at
her. He then spins it in his hand closing his hand around it. When he opens his
hand back up the knife is gone.* Hardly restrained...ah the depth of your
delusions is most apparant. Sadly for you Miss Grimhild...I'm quite a bit
smarter than you think
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She glances towards
Joshua as he approaches, then looks back to Gernot and snorts~ Really. Well you
certainly should put that intelligence into practice before the muscle holding
your head up atrophe.
Joshua Coil: *He sips at his coffee. His
head moves back and forth. It's like watching a tennis match, really.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he shakes his head at her* So fiery, a shame
your blood does not back up your bold statements. *he snaps his fingers and
laughs again* Your flame could be extinguished just like that. Does that bother
your Maya? How fragile your body truly is?
Joshua Coil: *He opens his mouth to
Gernot's statement, then furrows his eyebrows, and closes his mouth again.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
~description away!~ Gernot is a man of medium
build, and slightly above average height, he stands about 5'11 weighing
somewhere around 170 pounds. His gaze is cold and laced with cruelty, his
piercing blue eyes speaking volumes of the violence he's capable of. Gernot is
completely bald, although it's obvious he shaves his head. In stark contrast he
wears a thick black goatee which he can often be seen pulling at indicating he's
becoming impatient. He wears a white tank-top and loose fitting jeans some
tattoos easily visable on his arms and peaking out from beneath his shirt.
Several of the more notable tattoos include the words "Gate of Blades" scrolled
in black ink between his shoulder blades on his back, and like his packmate
Hauser a tattoo of the Get of Fenris tribal glyph over his heart.
Caroline McGregor: *She hears the voices and walks
towards them, pausing when she realizes it's not friendly banter.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Another glance, this
time over to the moving Caroline, and a tilt of her head as she looks to Gernot~
I'm not as fragile as you think, oh mighty small minded one. And if you truly
think you scare me with your imputent antics of flashing muscle around, you're
quite mistaken. Just what is it that bothers you most about me, Gernot? The fact
that I'm not some weak willed whining little brat with no real direction? That I
truly do enjoy being who, and what I am? Or is it the fact that I'm not just
some bimbo fawning all over your feet to push around like you did with the woman
in Redbones?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs again* Oh no Grimhild...none of that
is what bothers me about you. Would you like to know a secret? It's what bothers
me about everyone.
Reyna Varinia Reiruno: ((Oh, I can't
friggin' help it. *G* Open?))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(sure)
Joshua Coil: ((Like Paris Hilton's legs,
Rav. C'mon in!))
Caroline McGregor: *She smiles at Maya, an eyebrow
going up at Gernot's rambling. She continues on over to Joshua.* Who's winning?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Ack, wrong name.))
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I would ask, but it's
likely not a very intelligent answer. So please, keep it to yourself. In fact, I
have a spot on my ass you can kiss if you really think I give two shits what you
think about me.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(sneaksy!)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Jump on in!
~Giggles~))
Caroline McGregor: (yeah, but Paris Hilton is a
revolving door you DON"T want to enter!)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((She doesn't even
have nice boobies to play with. Can it be Jessica Simpson? She has nice
boobies.))
Joshua Coil: ((Awwwwwh. Was hopin' it
wasn't. *big eyes*)) *He looks back to Carrie.* Well... *he says, his voice a
mess of torn vocal chords and jagged glass across chalkboards ((take a
drink!)).* Both raise valid points. However, he has failed to mention where true
strength comes from.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs again* Oh, poor miss Maya...so
righteously indignant. How it suits you. No, I'll tell you anyway. What bothers
me about you frail ones is that your blood spills out so quickly...and the
screams die out all too soon. *he smiles at her again revealing his sharpened
teeth once more*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He makes his way into
the park, grinning a little bit as he walks in. The man is dressed in his usual
clothes...crimson lace-up shirt, leather pants, and the trench over all of it.
His staff is held loosely in one hand, and he whistles a tune as he walks along.
He's got a bit of stubble on his face...a few days' growth.
Caroline McGregor: *A half smile to Joshua.* Ahhh
see..that's half the problem with everything that's been going on...people can't
agree on basic definitions such as what strength is; true or otherwise.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her eyes narrow for
a moment, then a cold smile plays across her lips~ Try it. And see what happens.
See how well you can cover your ass with bleeding me out, infront of whitnesses,
when I have done nothing to warrant punishments from the blood. That goes
against all yours have preached, does it not? And for you, dear Gernot, I would
not scream. Not in a millenia of life times would I give you that sort of
satisfaction.
Joshua Coil: *He nods, and sighs.* I mean,
yeah, he could beat her up. But seven people from nowhere would be on him in a
flash in protection of Ms. Grimhild. And THAT is strength.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alertness: 2,7,3,4,10,3,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over,
noting the gathering, and chuckles a little under his breath. His eyes narrow a
bit and he approaches, watching quietly.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he just laughs and shakes his head* Lurking in
the dismal fog, hungry for your blood...oh no...you're quite mistaken about that
Maya. A loud mouth does not equal a strong will. You've yet to prove yourself
although...perhaps Hauser will give you a pass if you're wild enough in bed.
Joshua Coil: *He looks up.* Sir. I would
ask you to stop threatening the girl vaguely. It's too close to that time.
Caroline McGregor: There's always someone physically
stronger than you, faster...that's a dangerous definition of strength as well as
limiting. *she frowns though, glaring a Gernot.* I still despise people who
resort to threats, thinly veiled or otherwise.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She snorts~ It's not
you that I have to answer to. For anything. Nor do I have to prove myself to
you. Being confident does not mean the same as having a loud mouth, and you of
all people should know that. You're mouth is far worse than mine could ever hope
to be.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Is this in a
semi-private or at least few-to-no humans around area of the Park? Assuming so
with what all's being said, but...))
Joshua Coil: ((Prolly people are
avoiding the area. Lotta rage.))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he now takes note of Joshua and he turns a cold
gaze upon the man* I've made no threats. When the time comes I will act without
words...when it's time the Gate of Blades will open and those who believe
themselves worthy of attempting to pass shall end up like all before them. *he
laughs a bit this time a bit more quietly*
Caroline McGregor: Maya, you really should stop
playing with the big ugly bald guy. *She calls out, shaking her head slightly.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Definitely not out
in total openness, no. ~L~))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(semi private style, Fang's correct, too much
Rage for the few humans who do frequent the park at night to even attempt to
eavesdrop)
Joshua Coil: *He nods.* And I hope I am
not worthy. Because I don't want to be standing on your side when you are taken
down. *He says it with all sincerety.* Now, would you mind taking this
conversation into private territory?
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She looks over to
Caroline and Joshua, then back to Gernot, showing she heard their words~
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's a Tale-Spinner,
Caroline. Threats are what he's good at." He says it with a shrug as he comes
up, smirking coldly to her before turning his gaze around. Maya is summarily
ignored...Joshua given a wary eye, before he turns a grin onto Gernot. "Gate of
Blades. S'up?"
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Aerin.*
But... he's terrible at it. Must not be a very good talespinner.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Who're you to make such demands of me boy?
*spoken to Joshua as he tilts his head to the side*
Joshua Coil: *He looks to Gernot.* It was
a request, Sir, *he says carefully.* And I am not an idiot. That's who I am to
make such ... requests.
Caroline McGregor: Really? *She says drily.* I found
them rather...trite and forced. I think I've heard better threats coming from a
13 year old Play Station Addict.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he then turns his attention to Aerin, Joshua
forgotten before he hears the man's response.* Ah, the Dream..*altering the
man's deedname a bit* Evening Aerin-rhya. *he makes sure to smile at the man
revealing his file sharpened teeth*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Aerin's greeting
returned in like, though she does turn on her heel and start towards the
brambles as Joshua requested~
Joshua Coil: *He nods, and follows Maya,
actually.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, well, no
accounting for taste, Coil." He shrugs to Joshua and looks over at Gernot.
"Still got the easy-to-floss chompers, I see." He chuckles a bit. "Didn't think
a face like that needed to be uglier. How are you?"
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Oh Maya...before you disappear...I have a message
for you. *he laughs a bit* I was told to thank you for all you've provided for
the Reapers...your assistance in helping to accomplish our goals is most
appreciated. *why he chose now to add that little tidbit is anyone's guess*
Caroline McGregor: *She seems a bit baffled by
Aerin's attitude towards Gernot and not a little repulsed. she mutters something
under her breath and starts deeper into the park, towards the Sept proper.*
Joshua Coil: *He pauses.* Just a couple
more days, *he mutters, bristling, as he moves through the brambles.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Sub (Gernoit): 9,4,5,4,4,4,5,
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Aerin* Such harsh words...I'm
hurt. *he makes a pouting face but it's obviously insincere* Well Dream-rhya...are
you ready to pledge your aid to our cause? For you know...we'll not turn our
backs on an ally..*he laughs a bit perhaps having heard some information through
the grapevine*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He raises a brow at
Gernot's comment, and looks over to Maya with a raised brow. "Oh, really.
Hmm...who'd have thought it?"
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
d10: manip+sub(general): 1,1,7,9,7,9,
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She stops at that,
turning around and giving him a more than obviously fake smile~ Oh, you mean our
conversation is over? How sad. I thought for sure, in all of your intelligence,
that you would have more to try and brow beat me with. What a shame. I truly am
disappointed. ~She turns once more, and steps into the brambles~
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~Giggles~
Poofing to the sept))
Caroline McGregor: *She pauses a moment, looking
back between Gernot and Aerin. The cold gaze could match Aerin's own.* You
hypocritical bastard.
Caroline McGregor -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (caroline's
comment was directed at Aerin. btw. *lol*)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Fuck off, Caroline.
I'm not hypocritical. I just don't care anymore." He looks over at Gernot and
smirks some. "I'm not joining your cause, Gate of Blades. I just don't care much
about opposing it anymore. Shall we?" He gestures toward the Sept.
Caroline McGregor: Apathy...hypocracy. Not much
different in my book. *She shakes her head in disgust and turns, heading into
the Sept.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs when Aerin has harsh words for
Caroline.* A pity Dream-rhya...your strength added to our own would be most
formidable. *he looks towards the pathway that leads deeper into the park* If
such is your will, I will follow. *speaking of moving deeper in*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Aerin when Caroline storms off*
Shall I put her in her place for you Dream-rhya? *he asks with a malicious
seeming grin*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, you don't make
a very good spokesperson." He shrugs and moves to follow Gernot into the Sept.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Not your place. When
she actually gets me to give a shit about what she wants to say to me...we'll
see what happens. Your moon is not the best one to get pissy with one of us
under." ((And off 2 Sept))
SEPT OF THE GREEN
Joshua Coil: Ms. Grimhild. Please wait.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She pushes through
the brambles, and almost as soon as she does, her frame goes rigid. The fury
rising up into her eyes, fists clenching at her sides~
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She whirls around,
eyes snapping to Joshua~ For... what. Do you have ANY idea what he just did out
there?
Joshua Coil: *He doesn't look too far off
on his own. Though his is... perhaps more subtle, at least in his expression. He
looks back to the Park. And he growls.*
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Maya.* Yes.
He threatened you, said his cohort was going to rape you, and implicated you in
a band of murdering bastardized Jehovah's Witnesses. It was attempted control.
Caroline McGregor: *She shakes her head as she
clears her way into the Sept.* God, how can those types even be allowed IN here?
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She shakes her head,
letting loose one of those highly frustrated choking noises. Another turn, and
she stalks further into the sept~
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Maya. And
he frowns, confused. He furrows his brows. He looks back to Caroline.*
Caroline McGregor: Maya...hold up. *She calls out,
not knowing if the woman is scared or infuriated.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~And she lets loose a
stream of German.... that if understood could make a drunken sailor blush~
Joshua Coil: *He blinks, and looks VERY
confused now. And his fist clenches.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She stops, and
takes a long, slow, deep breath to get herself back under control. Then she
turns slowly, looking at Joshua and Caroline, with eyes glittering with anger~
Joshua Coil: *He breathes slowly. His jaw
tightening.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he proceeds moving at a casual or perhaps cautious pace.
He takes in his surroundings as he moves and alertly takes note of the exact
path they take through the bramble. He hears the shouting in German but he's no
scholar and it sounds only like angry gibberish to him*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He walks through the
brambles behind Gernot, watching the man as they walk. For his part, he seems
unconcerned about the man as they walk. He frowns a bit, irritable, when his
trench catches on a branch, and growls slightly to pull it aside just before
they enter.
Caroline McGregor: I think he was hoping for terror
rather than anger. His kind always works that way. Are you alright? *She asks
softly.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(eww no color)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~Punts
computer~))
Joshua Coil: *He looks up, and watches
Gernot and Aerin approaching. He keeps very still. VERY stiff.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her eyes dart over
to the two coming through the brambles, then over to Joshua, then settling on
Caroline. Her voice dropping to a chilling tone, though with her words it's hard
to say if she's trying to convince the other woman, or herself~ I'm fine. Thank
you for the concern.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he slips out of the bramble maze taking a few
steps into the clearing before dropping into a predatory crouch as he takes in
his surroundings. He runs his tongue over his teeth in an odd seeming gesture as
his eyes scan falling on each of the others in turn*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]:
d10: beinggoodgirl?: 2,10,6,
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~L~ That was a
subterfuge roll for any that want to go bullshit sniffing))
Caroline McGregor: I know you will be. *She says,
nodding slightly. She glances at the two men and rolls her eyes.* Great....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He takes a stand,
leaning on his staff just behind Gernot, looking around at the gathered group
before glancing down at the man. Almost like he's considering something.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs a bit at Caroline* What's wrong pet?
Uncomfortable?
Caroline McGregor: *She raises an eyebrow at
Gernot.* I'm sorry..did you say something? Useful I mean?
Joshua Coil: *He watches Aerin. His eyes
narrow.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She looks over at
Aering and Gernot, her jaw tightening, then turns and starts walking again,
without another look to either Joshua or Caroline~
Caroline McGregor: *Aerin just gets a disgusted
look. The woman certainly can convey an emotion with her face.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he just laughs again* Such false bravado. *he
rises from his crouch and takes a few steps towards Caroline, perhaps to see if
she takes any steps backwards*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~Puts some white
out over the g in Aerin's name~))
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Gernot.*
Don't touch her.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks as Maya
stalks off and the others glare. "You don't seem very popular, Gernot."
Caroline McGregor: *She doesn't move; then
again..she DOES have Joshua not too far away.* Such long words..do you ape them
or do actually know their meaning?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Aerin and laughs quietly* Maya
is just upset that her secret has been revealed. It's not often someone so
openly attempts to play both sides...she was a fool to believe it wouldn't come
out. *he then looks back to Caroline* So bold...how pointless. Of what value is
your life woman? *a genuine question it would seem*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She doesn't get far
though. Her steps abruptly stopping when he starts addressing Caroline. A quick
snap of her head coming around, eyes settling on Gernot~
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: You.... lying....
waste... of.... FLESH. ~Her voice rising angrily~
Caroline McGregor: I suppose I could tell you..but
you probably wouldn't understand. *She answers the bald man, making an attempt
at civility. She'll thank Joshua later for his protectiveness towards both of
them, as it is, she just glances towards him and nods slightly.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks at Maya and laughs* Getting angry?
That's quite cute. It's not my fault your deception was revealed...I thought the
others already knew *he laughs again*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
d10: manip+sub/general+wp: 2,5,8,7,2,2,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Sub (Gernoit): 1,2,3,2,2,8,2,
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(*gives Ravyn candy to placate the roller with*)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shakes his head,
snorting at Maya. "You know...I guess I shouldn't be surprised. See...silence
really ~was~ serving the Reapers. Just like I said."
Caroline McGregor: You're not catching me in that
trap, you know. Especially such a poorly constructed one. *not about to believe
him.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: You bastard. ~She
starts moving towards him, fists balled at her sides~ Just because you're
existence is shit you have to try to do the same to others? PROVE IT. I would no
more hand over innocent lives to you than I would do something so inhumane to
anyone else.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Yes, I'm sure you quite enjoy going through life
blind and deaf to reality...makes things more comfortable eh? *spoken to
Caroline*
Caroline McGregor: Not at all..it's just that...your
attempts at threats, your attempts to sow discord are reeally rather..juvenile.
*and a glance at Aerin.* Pot...kettle.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Hand over...well..that's a bit of a stretch.
Telling us where to find them..now that's a horse of a different color. *he
laughs at Maya* What's wrong Grimhild? Going to attempt to strike me? That will
be as futile as attempting to deny the truth of your actions I assure you.
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Aerin.* You
are not exactly on the sunnier side of the tracks.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Wake up, Gernot. I'm
not stupid enough to take a swing at you. And your lies will be brought out. I
promise you that. ~Her eyes narrowing, getting within a few steps of him~
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
((Points out to all those in the scene that 3
successes on a Manip + Subterfuge roll = a fairly convincing lie, and Per +
Subterfuge rolls should be made if you're deciding your PC isn't buying it at
all. ))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sneers a little.
"We don't get to live on the sunnier side of the tracks, Coil. I'm finally
getting that."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(except Maya really...he'd have to be stunningly
convincing to fool her about herself)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~Giggles~ uh... ya
think?))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Does that me we're not going to make out? *spoken
to Maya* I guess Hauser is going to win the pot on that bet
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(hehe, it'd be pretty funny if he had like 6
successes and she was like "wait...did I?")
Joshua Coil: Especially with your nose
smashed in, *he growls.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: You are a disgrace
to the blood. Having to resort to spouting off lies to make yourself look good?
News for you on that one sweetheart. You're more full of shit than an
overflowing septic tank. I'd like to see you prove that I would do something so
dishonorable and pathetic as that.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow a
little bit. "Yeah. Seems to be a popular target for everyone I used to call a
friend. Blow me, Coil." He looks over at Gernot, Maya, and Caroline, reaching
into his trench coat to scratch at his side idly.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~LOL~ Oh hell no))
Joshua Coil: *His lip curls, and he looks
back to Gernot.* I can't follow up an act like Gernot. Ir is the other way
around. You blowing him. Must be, with how chummy he is to you.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs at Maya* How sad, have you really
reached the point of desperation so quickly? Why what you've done wasn't
dishonorable at all...that you now refuse to admit and accept your
culpability...that's what's truly sad. They were meant to fall Maya...you did
right in helping the scythe to cut them down.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]:
d10: wp: 3,10,10,6,2,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He gives Joshua a
cold, dangerous smile. "No, Joshua. Like you, I've given up on blowing other
guys. Just didn't take my partner becoming quite so obvious a monster before I
did." Oh, yes, something very hard and cold there, under the facade.
Caroline McGregor: He can't, Maya. *She looks at
Joshua.* are you SURE he's a Tale Spinner?
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her shoulders tense,
knuckles starting to whiten~ If you have so many issues with me, then do
something about it. Slap me, beat me if that'll make you feel better, but do not
lie. In the end, I'll make damn good and sure, that your true colors are shown
to all. Not just our own blood.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*a bit too focused on needling Maya to truly hear
the barbs Aerin and Joshua are exchanging, much of it would've been lost on him
either way*
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Gernot. He
lets out a small snarl.* And it's why they let you in, huh? Or do you use that
to your advantage? Infiltrate your own kind, so you can murder them. It makes
sense.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Why would I attempt to physically harm you...when
the truth of your actions cuts so much deeper. *he laughs again*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Go. To. Hell.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks over toward Joshua* Such hurtful
words...how cruel. *he laughs a bit* As to why I am a Reaper...such is most
obvious...I excell at the tasks I'm assigned.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Maya again* I'm sure I
will...I'll see you there...although perhaps not. I fear you'll be quite a few
rungs lower than I...the 9th gate..it only opens for traitors and betrayers yes?
Joshua Coil: I wasn't talking to you, *he
growls to Gernot.* Continue threatening kin. You choose your strength, after
all, by your enemies.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks between
Gernot and Maya a little bit, but really, his attention is still on Joshua,
scratching away at his side.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]:
d10: wp: 7,8,8,6,10,
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
I make no threats. It is not my fault that the
truth of things is so difficult to hear. *he smiles a bit revealing his file
sharpened teeth*
Caroline McGregor: Being a blow hard? Yes..you do
excell at that. *She turns to Maya.* Don't listen to him.
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app): ((Mind another?))
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I am no traitor. ~She
lifts her chin at him confidently, meeting his gaze and closing the gap between
them another step~
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(keep em comin =) )
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Come on in! ~G~))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Of course not. *he says to Maya* You answered our
call...pledged yourself to a higher goal. Although I cannot fathom why you would
attempt to play the other side of the coin now. We will protect you Maya...have
no fear. The Reapers do not turn their backs on their allies.
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app): Having just worked a
double shift, she's still dressed in her CP Conservancy uniform, looking a
little tired but still wide awake.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A low growl comes out.
"Fuck yourself, Coil. I stopped giving a shit what you said finally."
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: The only thing I want
out of you, is to shut your lying, good for nothing but blowing hot air dick
suckers. You've already made yourself look like a fool. Why do you continue?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he folds his arms over his chest and looks
around. A smile creeps onto his face, a devious looking grin perhaps. Ah, the
chaos...he can feel it beginning to swirl*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Why do you? *he looks back to Maya* Embrace your
actions...heft the scythe beside us. Take a soul in your hands and crush the
life out of it. You know that's what you truly desire. To prove that you're as
strong as you pretend to be. We're giving you everything you desire...why fight
it?
Joshua Coil: *His lip curls, and he lets
out a growl.* I have no idea how you reached your rank. *He turns, and moves
closer to the kin. Though Maya gets... glared at. Almost watched over being
watched over.*
Dara: (anybody mind a birdygirl peepin her
head in?*waves*)
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(eww Dara)
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Sharing a few drinks
with Hauser, getting answers to questions, and spending time with Jonas is what
it takes to be one of you? Really, quite interesting. Though I suppose
anything's possible, if their standards are so low as to let you out of your
cage.
Caroline McGregor: *She just shakes her head, a
glance at Jesse and the uniform she's wearing. Hey...didn't remember seeing her
there.*
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((Jump on in! ~G~))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Come on in!)) "I
reaches my Rank by doing what you were too busy fucking coyotes to do. Getting
out there and battling the Wyrm."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Oh it takes more than that...foolish girl. You've
already aided us...take the next step. Pledge your fealty to Lucious. Stand
beside Hauser instead of languishing at his feet.
Joshua Coil: At least I didn't get it by
fucking other men.
Grace Brenner: ( Room for another, or is
it getting too crowded? :) )
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No, for you, that was
just a fringe benefit."
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app): She can't help but
hear the voices and heads in toward them at a leisurely pace, until hearing
Aerin's voice, which helps her pick up the pace slightly.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(tis fine with me if it is with the others)
Dara: *slinking her way in from the
brambles, coffee cup held in both hands, shes got the too large hoodie up and
the huge jnco jeans on, usual outfit, no pack over her shoulder tonight*
Joshua Coil: ((S'fine, as Josh is about to
cut out anyway.*
Caroline McGregor: (np)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((I'm cool, though
that should about close it, I think.))
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: I languish at no
one's feet. My fealty is to the tribe, to Gaia, and the nation. I would rather
have my own blood turn their backs on me before associating on civil terms with
you, nevermind any kind of loyalty.
Grace Brenner: The half-Korean kin makes
her way through the bramble, dressed simply in her black jacket and blue jeans,
with pink and white sneakers on her feet. Her dark hair held up in a tight bun,
her face untouched by make-up, as usual. A neat bandage on her left hand.
Caroline McGregor: *She rolls her eyes a little and
rubs the bridge of her nose.Wehwehweh.*
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app): She moves over to
Aerin, looking around at the others in the gathered group.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
More lies. *he laughs at Maya* Enough games
Grimhild...you've already given us enough to proceed. Why not put your money
where your mouth is?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
d10: manip+sub(general): 10,9,4,3,8,4,
Grace Brenner: Hands tucked into her
pockets, she heads towards the sound of several voices.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Sub (Gernoit)-WP: 6,4,5,1,2,8,5,
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Put my money where my
mouth is? For what? I've already told you where I stand as far as anything to do
with you. You are nothing to me. Nothing but a pathetic excuse of existence.
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app):
d10: per/emp (Gernot): 3,1,6,2,8,6,8,
Dara: *eyes from one person then the
other, so on, like a royal rumble that you just dont know who to center on,
eventually she makes her way closer, nodding to maya *
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at
Jesse, watching her for a long moment, expression hard to read before he looks
back to Joshua. "Back for more, Jess?" A slight smirk. "See, Coil. I'm all
proper and right now. Only women now..."
Grace Brenner: She pauses, taking in
the scene. Most of the faces are familiar. Eventually, she heads over to
Caroline. "Another lively evening, I see."
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~At this point, no
one beyond Gernot is catching her attention. Words left unresponded to, gazes
unmet~
Caroline McGregor: Oh you have no idea. *She says
with a disgusted sigh.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs again at Maya* Such persistance! *he
exclaims* I knew you Grimhild's were renowned for being stubborn...but this is
beyond the pale. Why not just admit what you've done, the truth will set you
free.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Very well. ~She
nods, then spreads her arms out wide~ I cooked the leftover meats and vegetables
in my refridgerator today. And Hauser came and picked them up, so you and yours
could have a hot meal.
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: Now if that, makes me
a traitor, well then I'll deal with being guilty.
Grace Brenner: She looks from Caroline to
Maya and Gernot, and Aerin and Joshua, and eventually bck to Caroline. "Want to
fill me in?"
Joshua Coil: *He breathes deeply. And he
looks over to Jess. His glare speaks volumes.* Ms. Grimhild. I would suggest...
leaving. Filth you may both be, but at least you do not step on mice tails for
kicks. Ms. McGregor, I suggest the same.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs* Such delusions...perhaps you should
seek professional help Grimhild. Although there is a kernel of truth to your
words...progress at least I guess.
Jesse Jones (pb 1/feral app): She smirks back at
Aerin, though her being tired is noticeable to probably everyone. She shakes her
head. "Fuck off, Rhya....you still being a bastard....I don't need your shit.
Bye." And with that, she turns on her heels and flips him off.
Dara: *sighing softly, soft clicking
coming from her mouth, she sips from the coffee and moves over towards caroline
now, gently nudging her head to the womans shoulder, sipping more coffee like
its precious or something*
Caroline McGregor: I'd have peed in the food
Gernot..but Maya's more circumspect than I am. *she calls out before looking
back at Grace.* Let's see...Gernot's causing trouble, Aerin is being..well...offensive
and an asshole to be blunt. Maya really needs to stop paying attention to
Gernot. Joshua is doing exactly as he should be. Other than that..it's too
ridiculous to go into details.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he takes note of the girl flipping Aerin off. He
watches curiously for a moment another grin spreading across his face. "Ah how
it builds...the swirling chaos...how delightful". What he's thinking perhaps not
immediately obvious by his expression but maybe it is to those more intune with
emotions...and of course who're paying rather close attention to him as the grin
is brief*
Joshua Coil: *He is not looking over to
Gernot. At all. But to the two kin.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he takes note of Grace now as he was looking
around* Oh...it's you...I've seen you before...*he says while running his tongue
over his file sharpened teeth*
Grace Brenner: "Business as usual, huh."
Said with a wry smile to Caroline, before looking to Joshua at his warning to
Maya and Caroline.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, later." He
raises a brow, watching Joshua as he tries to send the kin away. "What's wrong,
Joshua. Pissed at Jess because the truth that I'm at least fucking something I'm
supposed to be fucking hurts?"
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~Her eyes narrow, and
she starts to say something, but then she clamps her lips shut and takes a step
back and away from Gernot~ This will be settled. ~She steps around him, and
starts stalking for the brambles, though whether she actually heard Joshua or
not is anyone's guess. Likely not, since she wasn't paying attention to anything
outside of Gernot~
Grace Brenner: Looking over to Gernot at
his comment. "Yes, ver perceptive of you." Her voice calm.
Joshua Coil: *He looks back to Aerin.*
Pissed that I was right, maybe. Not pissed at ALL at her. Because clearly she
knows who the real asshole is.
Caroline McGregor: *She leans down and kisses the
top of Dara's head, and then nods at Joshua's suggestion.* I think you're right.
Leaving is a good idea. Though please, more insults aren't going to accomplish
anything. *she adds.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Let me remind you of something Grimhild...before
you depart. *he says his tone taking on a more serious air although perhaps the
change is difficult to percieve for those who'd been buying into his deceptions*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He snorts and gives
Joshua a dismissive gesture. "You haven't been right about anything in your
entire life. Least of all me. You're nothing more then a gun with legs...and
from what a little Lord told me once, you weren't even that all that good at
THAT."
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ~She stops at the
edge of the brambles and looks over her shoulder at him~ Go to hell, Gernot.
~Without waiting for his response, she pushes through the brambles~
Maya Grimhild [PB3]: ((~Hops over to the
pond~))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Real Fenrir don't run! *he calls after Maya. He
laughs a bit and then turns back to Grace* We've not been introduced...I am
Gernot Volker..Fostern Skald of the Get of Fenris. You bear our blood do you not
girl?
Joshua Coil: *He looks over his shoulder,
and snarls.* Get the fuck away from me, Aerin. Don't address me, don't talk to
me. I do not associate with filth. I do my job. And THIS job is protecting our
kin. Something you seem to have forgotten, Gaian. *He makes the last sound
almost like a mockery as he follows the kin through, getting bewtween them and
any followers.*
Dara: heyas lil momma....*giving a brief
quiet smile to caroline* you headin?*looking to her with occasional glances
about to the others*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Why the fuck should I
protect these kin? They sure as hell didn't protect me!" He shouts it after
Joshua in a snarl of his own, half tempted to follow. "Little bitch."
Grace Brenner: "I do." Her voice is
polite, is a bit cool. Meeting his gaze calmly. "Grace Brenner, kin to the Get
of Fenris."
Grace Brenner: ( *if, that should read...
bleh )
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
You're a pretty little thing Grace. *he says
while looking her over* Not going to run off with the others?
Grace Brenner: She glances briefly in
the direction Maya and Joshua went, then to Caroline who's still there, and back
to Gernot. "I don't know. Is there reason to?"
Caroline McGregor: *She nods to Dara.* yes, I have
an early day tomorrow. *her attention is diverted by Aerin's outburst.* It's
your JOB to protect us. You're the garou for Gaia's sake!
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he shakes his head* Of course not, this is a
place of peace is it not? *he then looks to Dara who stands beside Caroline* See
something you like? *he asks the girl in the hugely oversized jeans*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He stares after
Joshua, and looks to Caroline. "Yeah. And it's your fucking job to support us.
Not call on us to fix every little fucking thing in your lives."
Grace Brenner: "Supposedly, anyhow, though
lately it hasn't seemed that way."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
Why don't you do something to fix that then
Grace...instead of just talking about it. You are Fenrir..it is within your
grasp to take things and set them as you wish them to be. *he pauses for a
moment* Although...perhaps you're in need of some true strength to aid you in
such a quest.
Dara: *awwing softly to caroline, she nods
in understanding to her, then flicks a glance to gernot, blinking a bit*
...wow......onna you are talkin to me? so...I exist now?
Caroline McGregor: I don't think what I asked you
to do was considered little by any stretch of the imagination. I guess I was
wrong. You go on back to caring about nobody and nothing and keep whining about
how put upon you are. We don't want to hear about it anymore! *she looks at
Joshua and then resumes her march out of the Sept.*
Grace Brenner: "I'm afraid I don't have
the power to stop people from being jerks and picking fights."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
You're flesh and blood are you not? *asked of
Dara. He laughs a bit as he looks towards Caroline storming off* More running.
*he comments of her departure although it's not directed to anyone in
particular*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
That is my point exactly Grace. You need
allies...you know of the Reapers of Sin yes?
Dara: yeeeeeap....last I knew....wouldnta
thought it before though smiley*shrugging, sipping her coffee more*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Then don't come
around. Because it's the fucking truth." He gives a snort and watches Caroline
walk off, before he looks over at Dara and Gernot. Grace is given a brief nod.
Grace Brenner: She blinks at Gernot... and
then laughs, though she quickly suppresses it. "Yes... yes, I know of you. And
no, I have no intention of... allying with you."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he watches Dara curiously for a moment* Such a
tragic tale. So...do you simply exist...or have you a true purpose in life?
Caroline McGregor: *and she's gone before her head
truly explodes.*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he frowns at Grace* A pity. Perhaps your mind
will remain unenlightened till the end then. When you wish to see things
clearly...seek us out. We will show you the true path.
Grace Brenner: A nod to Aerin in return,
though most her attention remains on Gernot.
Dara: yeah...tragic....this is me
heartbroken over it*snickersnorting softly before taking a sip and nodding*
yeeeah....you could say that....otherwise wouldnt have the wings.....*making a
slight 'flighty' motion with her fingers before taking another sip*
Grace Brenner: "You're delusional."
Blurting it out without stopping to consider her words.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smirks and takes a
lean on his staff, looking between the three people he hasn't helped drive off
yet.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he raises a curious brow at Dara* Wings? *it
takes him a few long moments to connect the dots* Ah..the Corax..our advance
party spoke of such...I didn't truly believe them. What is it you do then bird?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he casts a baleful glare upon Grace* Care to
repeat that Grace?
Grace Brenner: Watching Gernot, she tilts
her head slightly as she considers her options. "You speak of enlightenment as
though there's only a single path to it."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He reaches into his
trench to scratch at his side again, irritably, as he watches the proceedings.
Dara: whooooooole buncha differnt
things....eyes an mouthpieces of gaia an alla that.....yknow..like....well Im
guessin ya heard of huginn an munin ya?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he snorts quietly* A feeble attempt at saving
face. *he says to Grace* Perhaps you are correct...but we Reapers shall achieve
that goal...we walk the truest path. The most pure. You're unwilling to see the
light...and for that I pity you. *although for whatever reason he follows up
that statement with a toothy and perhaps malicious seeming grin*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Dara* The Fenrir are familiar
with a Raven known as Hrafn. Your kind has long been know to us as reliable
scouts and messengers...tell me child..do you align yourself with the Fenrir?
Grace Brenner: "Everyone thinks their path
is the truest." She shrugs.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he snorts at Grace* Run off then Grace. When you
are left behind we will not mourn your death.
Dara: death witness an memory takes no
sides an aligns itself with no one...though Ive got a few fenrir-y friends I
spose ya could say...*shrugging*
Dara: (eeee we're surrounded by aerin!*G*)
Grace Brenner: Her lips curl slightly in
distaste. "I'd rather be 'left behind' than walk the path you seem to."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
A claim of neutrality? How odd. We are all one.
One nation..one goal. Seek out a man named Lucious...he will open your eyes to
the truth of the world. *he looks Dara over for a moment* You do seek the truth
do you not watcher?
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(he's omnipotent)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Shh! You'll ruin the
secret, Frown! *G*)) He snorts and shakes his head at Dara. "Yeah, that makes
sense."
Dara: part of tha job*shrugging an
nodding*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (open?)
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he flashes his teeth at Grace* You know nothing
then. Your eyes are shut, you see nothing, you cannot comprehend the truth of
things. Perhaps you need to be broken before you can be rebuilt. *he snorts*
Luckily for you such is not a task they set me to.
Grace Brenner: ( yar! )
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(tis open)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Open!))
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back to Dara* Your body language speaks
poorly of you. Don't care about your task?
Dara: *looking over to aerin and
tphtpththting at his snort and comment before looking back to gernot*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: The streetrat wanders into
the clearing, his skateboard tucked under one lanky arm, backpack slung over his
shoulder. Meandering aimlessly it seems, with no real intent.
Grace Brenner: "Yeah, well. I'd rather be
ignorant than a nazi, if those are the choices."
Grace Brenner: Her attention focused on
Gernot, she doesn't immediately notice Andy.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alertness: 2,8,8,2,3,3,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He glances over at
Andy, sighing a little bit and shaking his head.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he snorts at Grace again* Wallow in despair
then. When you are left behind and no one answers your call for succor...then
you will know the true depths of what you've fallen into simply by being born.
Stay in the darkness Grace...you're not ready to see the light.
Dara: why yes I do*giving a crooked grin
and bat of lashes,sipping at the coffee again* but if I were in it ta impress
with my body language I wouldnt be wearin this.....sorry...left tha strapless
sequinned number in m'tree across the park
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*her joke seems to either fall flat or he just
didn't understand it* Is it true what they say about birds? That your bones are
hollow?
Grace Brenner: "Despair? I think not. And
I do not stand alone."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns over to Aerin at
his response, looking away from the man toward the others. He doesn't approach
just yet. Giving them their space.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His reaction to Gernot
and Grace's back and forth is nothing more then a little, bored sigh. He looks
at Dara and grins slightly. "Aww, damn. Bet you look good in it."
Dara: birds bones are hollow, yeah....s'in
most any book...*nodding before she sips more*
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he laughs at Grace* Not yet you don't. In due
time child....all in due time. *another rumble of laughter spills forth this a
bit more dark sounding*
Dara: aerin: only in yer dreams
fuzzbutt...*still looking to gernot, sipping coffee again, she does flick a
glance to andy with a slight nod before looking back to gernot*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He plops down in the
grass a couple of yards back. Nodding subtly back to dara. Quietly watching
their interactions.
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he looks back at Dara* How curious. *he then
turns his attention back to Aerin* I will take my leave now, have you a message
you wish relayed to Lucious?
Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: *since hes
looking at her now, and hes about the only one who knows she has it and who its
from*G* he might notice the chain from the FMA watch he gave her hanging from
her pocket along with the wallet chain*
Grace Brenner: Decides not to push her
luck with another comment about delusions, and just shakes her head instead. "If
you say so." Clearly not convinced in the least. "Goodnight, mr Volker. Aerin.
Dara." Turning to leave, she spots Andy and pauses for a moment.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He stares up to Grace, a
confused look. "What? You should be used to the smell by now.."
Grace Brenner: A smile at Andy, almost
apologetic. "Just didn't see you there. I need to go, though. 'night, Andy."
Dara: later chicky*nodding to grace, she
takes another sip of her coffee, looking to gernot as he mentions taking leave,
then looking to andy when he comments to grace*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Damn skippy," he says
to Dara with a grin and a wink. He looks over at Gernot and shrugs. "Tell him hi
for me. And congratulations. For what it's worth, he did his job well."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow up to
grace. "I get that a lot.. thanks. Night, babe."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
*he dips his head rather respectfully to Aerin*
Of course Dream-rhya. I shall relay that. Call upon us should you need aid...we
will not fail to stand against the Wyrm...in any of it's forms. *he looks back
to Grace and Dara* Good night ladies. *he casts a brief glance towards Andy and
raises an eyebrow, but he pays the boy little mind as he moves to head out back
into the bramble*
Grace Brenner: And she heads out as well,
though choosing a different route than Gernot.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: If andy minds being looked
over, it doesn't show.
Dara: toodles smiley..*giving a small
fingered wave to gernot, she rolls her eyes at aerin and snorts* leave skippy
outta this, my evil twin aint got nothin t'do with it
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Don't count on it,
Gernot. But good night." He looks over at Andy and then to Dara, keeping the
lean on his staff.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He stares between Aerin
and dara. Quiet for a moment before mumbling. "Am I like.. intruding? I can
book.. if you want.."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Awww, and here I
thought you were the evil twin. Gave me such high hopes." He shrugs a bit to
Andy. "Ain't intruding on shit, Andy."
Gernot Volker ~Gate of Blades~:
(G'night everyone, thanks for keeping me
entertained, twas fun)
Dara: *she wanders over towards andy once
gernot and grace leave, plopping comfortably onto the ground near him, offering
over the coffee cup thats about half full now* Im cool...
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Night!))
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shakes his head at the
coffee. "Don't touch the stuff. Thanks, though." He doesn't look up to Aerin
when she speaks.
Dara: naw....jes 'sliiightly'
evil.....*holding up her fingers in illustration* mebbe to tha left an down a
few blocks
Dara: was wonderin...*smiling to andy
about the coffee, shrugging* sup witchu t'night homes?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs, idly pushing
the grass around with a worn sneaker. "Not a damn thing really. Went to work.
Wandered around.. hit the liquor store.. wandered this way. I don't expect it to
get much more exciting than that."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs and moves to
take a seat nearby, to rest his legs a moment. He looks over at the duo,
watching them a bit.
Dara: psh, exciting in new york
city?*chuckling softly, shrugging* you think Im up fer street boardin yet er
should I jes stick ta tha closed ramps an places still?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs. "Can try if you
want. If you don't mind getting banged up a bit. Cause like.. it happens when
you're learning. Stay away from cars. They hurt."
Dara:
d10: dex/stealth: 7,6,8,9,8,
Dara: (do'oh, sorry*G* was supposed to be
pm'd to myself*G*)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: (she disappeared!)
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He chances a look over to
Aerin. Defensive before averting his eyes back to the grass.
Dara: you wanna come along for the hell of
it er nah?*tilting her head, finishing off her coffee*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "Only if you want me to.
You know me.. don't have any place better to be really.."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He raises a brow at
that look. "Okay. What'd I do this time?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He doesn't respond to
Aerin's question.
Dara: Im tellin ya man....you an me in
a splatball competition sometime*smirking to andy, nodding to the fact she wants
him to come along*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs and rises.
"Hell with this. I need a drink. Anyone who wants to come...well, I'll see you
there." He snatches up his staff and makes way toward the brambles.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow to
dara. "Splatball? Sounds... squishy."
Dara: paintball*shrugging to andy, then
looking to aerin before looking back to andy* drink.....you still real ticked at
him or wanna see if we can get 'im ta buy?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns. "I can buy my
own drinks, thanks."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs a little,
looking over his shoulder when they Andy decides not to. "Your loss. Later." His
jaw hardens just a bit and he turns to walk through the Brambles, out.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He maintains the same
frown, looking over to dara. "I'll go if you want to.. but I pay for my own
shit.. you know that.."
Dara: yeah.....I know..*gently leaning
her shoulder to his* naw....s'cool....dont want ya in a bad er worse
mood...rather see ya smile an shit*standing, she offers her hand to him*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks down to the hand
without taking it, then back up to her. "I'll be good.."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thanks for the
scene, guys...later. :) ))
Dara: (later*hugs*)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Or not? Killing
nick, and will go into Redbones if you guys decide to follow...if not, it's
cool.))
Dara: *blinking when he doesnt take the
hand up, chewing her lip and nodding* k...well....spose I should get m'board an
stuff then....
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He cracks a subtle smile.
Reaching over to give her hand a brief squeeze before pushing up.
Dara: *she gives a slight grin before
playfully nudging his rear with her foot, giggling as she dashes for the
brambles*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He follows.
REDBONES
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy would follow Dara
toward the place. Quiet.
Dara: *shed make a pitstop on the way for
her pack and skateboard, the board under her arm as they walk in, her holding
the door for him*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He slinks in, sticking
close to the girl. Keeping his head down.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He's already found a
table near the bar, a bottle of Jager sitting in front of him, pouring some
shots. He's slouched just a little, and looks up as Dara and Andy come in,
watching them.
Dara: *noticing aerin she tilts her head,
giving a slight nod, sticking close to andy*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He reaches down to make a
loose grab for Dara's hand. Heading over to Aerin's table.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Andy): 7,6,5,2,9,1,4,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Emp (Dara): 4,2,5,9,4,9,9,
Andy Gallo [PB 2] -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
Andy feels betrayed. Because of such, he's somewhat more callous than usual.
Dara: (why is it you always score so dang
high on my characters you!?!?*chuckles an shakes head*)
*she lets him take her hand, blinking a touch at first, letting him lead the way
even*
Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (slight surprise(but pleasant) at something, bit of nerves, and some caution)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His mouth tugs down
just a bit and he shrugs, knocking a shot back. "Decided to come along?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy gives an almost
strained look. Forcing himself to speak. He looks down to the floor. Maybe it
helps. "Yeah. I.. guess."
Dara: *quirking a brow at aerin once they
reach the table* yer inna rare mood t'night aintcha?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Cool. Pull up a chair
and have a seat."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "What do you mean," he
asks Dara, giving her a look.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy tugs out a chair for
dara, then one for himself. Plopping down.
Dara: *she takes the chair andy pulls out
for her, then sets the board down and her pack on top of it, shrugging* tha
dress stuffs first, then tha slumping.....aintcha worried bout yer posture?*says
her who lazes back in her own chair*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs a bit. "I
don't have anyone here to impress, Dara. They all hate me anyway, so I might as
well enjoy myself, right? Dress how I want, sit like a real person. Spend a
night in a bar, enjoying myself, rather then running about the city slipshod and
trying to do some good that's not gonna work anyway."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He quirks a brow, looking
between the two of them. "He.. was wearing a dress?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks over to dara.
"You want anything before I grab a beer?"
Dara: *blink...blinkblink.....thats about
how long it takes after andys misconstruing before she chuckles softly, then
giggles quietly, then snickers,then laughs, trying to stifle it biting her lip*
tha imagery.....naw Z, meant comments he was makin bout me inna dress*only
explanation she gives, looking to aerin then, still smiling and trying not to
laugh outright* gasp! ya mean actually be normal steada like a chicken with yer
head cut off?
Dara: ummm....beer?*giving a quirk of a
grin to andy* unless they make me go dry, then a waters cool
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah. Christ fucking
forbid, right? Let someone else deal with the mess for once. Me? I'm looking to
enjoy what I've got. I think, after all I've done, I've damn well earned it." He
picks up another shot and downs it.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, leaning over to
give dara an absent kiss on the cheek on his way by. Moving quietly toward the
bar.
Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (and yes,
another slightly surprised but pleasantly so from the kiss to her cheek from
andy*G*)
Dara: *blinking slightly again, she shrugs
and nods, looking to andy as he goes by before looking back to aerin*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He gives the two a
quick look and then goes back to his shots, pouring another one. Jaw hardening
some.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Dara and
forces a smile, perhaps lacking a bit in pure warmth, but still there. "You
doin' better, then?"
Dara: yeah.......I am......*giving a
slight nod, chewing her lip and blushing a bit* you?
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He takes his time at the
bar. Seeming to be in no real hurry. Letting the pair talk in his absense.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh, yeah. Fucking
peachy." He snorts and raises another shot. "Ethan's left me, not a single
fucking person was willing to stand by me when I made my great stand against
those trying to harm me and mine, and those I've laid myself out to, who I've
lost sleep over and cared about and worried and put my own ass on the line,
think it's all right to rip me apart because I only managed to do them a huge
favor and not tell them about it. Oh, and Kelsey broke my fucking nose yesterday
while I was trying to talk some damn reason into her." He shrugs. "But hey,
beyond that, it's pretty shitty. Here's to the dream." One shot of Jager,
downed.
Dara: I.....ouch*blinking a bit again,
chewing her lip *
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ennh. S'all right,
Dar. Finally seen the light. I'm done with it all. S'not my problem
anymore...I'm takin' care of me and mine, and enjoying what I've earned."
Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: *murmuring
quickly in japanese as she chews her lip* following smiley later, Ill letcha
know
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: Andy slinks back to the
table with three beers. Setting one in front of dara and sliding one to Aerin
without asking. Plopping back down in his chair.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little,
perhaps to himself, and pours another shot.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: And looks over to Andy
when he slides the beer over, blinking. "Uh. Thanks."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "I owe you. Remember?"
He takes a sip of his own beer, looking down to the table. "And regardless of
whether or not you've been a dick lately.. I pay my debts."
Dara: thanks*giving a quick smile to andy
before snagging the beer in front of her and taking a few quick gulps before
anythings said*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little bit,
looking at the beer. "Yeah. Fair enough, Andy. Thanks, still."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He slumps forward a bit,
leaning with his elbows on the table. Quiet. Thoughtful, it would seem.
Dara: so....aerin....know any splatball er
paintball places round here?*taking another gulp of beer with a crooked grin*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "So, umm..." He grins
a bit, suddenly, and raises the beer. "To living life for once, rather then the
masochistic quest for nobility. To some inner peace for once."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Paintball?" He shakes
his head. "Afraid not. Might like to find a place, though. Used to love that
stuff."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He doesn't look up at the
toast. "I've never considered the quest for nobility. And inner peace is a
myth." He takes a drink anyway.
Dara: I figger itd be a blast...good way
t'get out frusterations an shit, yknow? always wanted t'try
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, but it's a nice
myth. And I'd rather be Don Quixote then Hamlet right about now." He swallows
down some beer and nods a bit to Dara. "Sounds like fun. Might have to join you
some time."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "I'm fine being me..
usually." he mumbles. Taking another swig without looking up.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shrugs to Andy.
"That makes one of us."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "I never claimed to be
like you Aerin."
Dara: don Q? wha....clueless an
delusionally hopeful?*lips twitching, downing more beer herself, nodding to what
andy says* s'better that way.....no excuses, yknow?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Never asked you to
be, Andy."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He downs his beer,
shooting an uncomfortable glance around the place. Ancy, it seems.
Dara: hey Z, you wanna jet, get some
practice in?*finishing what shes got left*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He seems to be
alternating between the shots and swallows of beer. "So what's new?"
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He shrugs. "I'm.. good
with anything. I don't care really.."
Dara: *shaking her head to aerin and
shrugging* nada....S.O.S. yknow?*then looking to andy*whenever yer ready man....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He sighs a bit and
nods. "Cool. See you guys later."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: "So.. what.. you wanna
just ditch Aerin? That's pretty crappy of you.." he mumbles, as though aerin
wasn't sitting just across the table. "You lead. I suck at leading."
Dara: *blinking a bit, she chews her lip
and murmurs something about getting a water or something before getting up and
heading to the bar*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He frowns, watching her
move off with an almost detached stare.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up and
listens, brow furrowing some, before he watches Dara head off. He shakes his
head, looking to Andy. "You guys can go if you want. Don't feel like you need to
hang around me and keep me company. Not particularly good company anyway."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He looks over to Aerin,
speaking quietly when she's at the bar. "I.. really couldn't care less what we
do.. she's acting all weird.. and girly."
Dara: *fingers idly twiddling at the bar
as she waits for her water to be brought, she glances back towards them every
few moments, soft clicking coming from inside her mouth*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah. Imagine that."
He nods slightly, then picks up a shot. Another is slid toward Andy. "I'm not
going to be able to finish the bottle anyway, so you might as well. I'm...sorry
about what happened. For what little that's worth."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, taking the shot
in a lanky hand. "I shouldn't have called you when I was pissed.. and drunk off
my ass. I.. probably said a lot of stupid shit."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah, you did." He
smirks a bit. "But so did I. Fuck it...shit happens, right? You're cool." He
raises the shot. "Your turn for the toast."
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He raises his shot,
contemplating for a long moment. "To freedom.. the only thing I have left
anymore.. for the time being.."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods a little to
that, and grins. "To freedom. I'll drink to that."
Dara: *the water comes and she takes her
time, paying for it and whatnot, taking a few gulps before sliding from the
barstool and wandering as she drinks back towards the seat*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He takes the shot and sets
the glass down, looking over to dara. "You alright, babe?"
Dara: yeah, Im cool...*nodding, downing
more water as she slips back into her seat lazily*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He downs his shot and
looks back over at Dara a momenht.
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods, looking down to
the table. "We.. can book if you're ready. I'm down if you are."
Dara: yeah, s'cool....whenever
yknow?*giving a slight nod and smile to andy as she downs more water*
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods and pushes up from
his seat, grabbing his things. Quietly moving out from the table.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks between them
and nods, pouring himself another shot. "See you guys around. Have...a good
time, I guess."
Dara: *getting up when andy does, she puts
the bottle down and nabs up her pack and board, nodding to aerin* see yas later
aerin
Andy Gallo [PB 2]: He nods to Aerin. Slipping
toward the exit quietly.
Dara: *she sets the board down and rolls
out after him*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((And thanks for the
scene!))