Ravyn: ((Okay, guys. So, let's assume that good old P.T. left that night but gave his contact number, so we don't have to backdate this...uh...2 and a half months. *Hides*))

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: Is Tom taking the initiative and phoning the dude up?

Thomas Judge: Thisd guy was like phoned the next day in Toms book but I let it lie where the st does *s*

Ravyn: ((S'okay, it works.)) Thomas did phone the next day, and got a voicemail message. It's not until over two months later that Thomas's cell phone rings, wherever he is.

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: Cheers on Tommy!

Thomas Judge: Her picks it up, as always never looking "Allo"

Ravyn: The voice is familiar, the voice from the cafe. One would expect it to be calmer now then after that whole dabacke, but it's actually, amazingly quieter, more nervous. "T...Tom? Is that your name? It's Ted...P.T. You remember, from the diner?"

Thomas Judge: Oh how can't he remember that night..."'allo gov. You alright?"

Ravyn: "N-n-not really...umm." He's quiet for a moment, before he sighs. "I g-g-guess I've been better. Umm...did you, ah...w-w-want to still meet?"

Thomas Judge: The chance.."Yeah gov, I still wanna 'elp"

Ravyn: "All r-r-right. Corner of 3rd and Avenue A in the Lower East Side, Alphabet City. I'll b-b-be there in twenty m-m-m-minutes."

Thomas Judge: "see ya there gov." He hangs up the phone, eyes moving to the roof "Sabriane" He sits in a chair, pulling out a cough as he calls out

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: She's sitting in her room, looking over some book for her training tomorrow. "Yea?"

Thomas Judge: "I 'ave just been contacted by Ted...the guy at the cafe." A small rise of the eybrow "Be at the Corner of 3rd and Avenue A in the Lower East Side, Alphabet City in 20 mins pet, by 'is voice he aint' hangin' around like"

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: "'kay." Her voice is smooth and level as she replies.

Thomas Judge: He nods "robin, see ya there pet."

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: She just closes her book and stands, ready to make some excuse to her parents for why she's leaving so late in the night.

Thomas Judge: ((And I know we only got started, but it would be the best point to leave it, I need to get ff in like 10 minutes. I will be on tomoz at 9.30 gmt till say 1.30 gmt if we can cont if not i weill be on Tuesday night past 12 GMT till late as I have the day off Wed.))

Ravyn: The corner in question is...not the nicest of areas. Not that Alphabet City is the greatest area...mostly low-rent housing and tenty cities where the local homeless hang out. The street is poorly-lit, and has a pay phone nearby...next to it, smoking a cigarette, is P.T. He's...looking better. He doesn't look INJURED, per se, but he's all sorts of twitchy, and is definitely favoring his right side as he looks around with a paranoid bent to his eyes.

Ravyn: ((WHOOPS! Sorry. Tomorrow would be perfect.))

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: She approaches from the east, walking up the street calmly.

Johan "Susy Joe" Dorebach: ((Okay.))

Thomas Judge: ((Sorry to just drop out but at least we got it started. Night Dane and Rav, see you tomoz.))