Kelton Michaels: The man's decided to make his way out to the island bourough this time, and see what he can find. Wandering around Queens hadn't been too eventful so far, and other bouroughs had seemed to hold more...just avoid those strange people in Battery. He limps down the street, leaning heavily on that golden-headed cane. Eyes glancing around the vicinity as he moves.

ScarletIris: Out for a late night stroll. Mimi finally gathered the nerve to intervene and tear Urian away from Jay's side, if only for a few hours. The man was stressed enough as it is. Maybe the fresh air would do some good. He looks exausted, but clean. The sleeves of his pale blue button up rolled casually to his elbows. Mimi looks much more conservative this time around. Wearing a flowing purple and black skirt, a black sweater and shawl. Her notebook clutched to her chest, and the same massive purse at her side. She walks with the man. They murmer back and forth. She looks concerned for him, and submissive in his presence.

Kelton Michaels: He looks up, smiling some as he notices Mimi. He pushes the prematurely grey hair out of face and raises a hand to wave to her and her companion.

ScarletIris: Mimi casts a shy smile in his direction, approaching slowly. "Hey.."

Kelton Michaels: "Good evening," he says with a nod, limping along to them. He stops a good few feet away, giving the man a respectful nod. "Mimi...and friend. A pleasure to see you out tonight. How are you?"

ScarletIris: She ducks her head a bit. "This is Urian. Urian.. this is Kelton." Urian nods, but stays quiet. Stoic. Mimi finally looks up to the man. "I'm.. fine. I guess. Taking a few hours away from my research."

Kelton Michaels: "Ahh, of course." He nods a little. "Taking time away from research can be good toward looking at things from a new perspective." He looks to Urian and smiles. "A peasure to meet you, Urian." He then looks between them. "So, you live in this vicinity?"

ScarletIris: He stands there, quietly. Assessing the man, it would seem. Mimi nods. "Not too far from here, actually. And you?"

Kelton Michaels: "I have a home in Queens, actually. I just thought I would try venturing outside of my comfort level a bit. I've been...a bit of a shut-in lately, really." A slight shrug. He gives Urian a slightly curious look, then glances back to Mimi. "I don't think it's been all that good for me."

ScarletIris: She quirks a brow to the man. "Oh? Well.. we were just on our way to get a drink.. if you'd like to join us. You.. don't have to.."

Kelton Michaels: He nods and smiles. "I would be delighted to, actually, as long as Urian does not mind. I don't want to intrude."

ScarletIris: He looks over the man, frowning. "I don't mind." He says. A quiet forced sentence. Nervous, it would seem.

Kelton Michaels: "All right, then." He nods a little bit, smiling. "I would be happy to join you, then. Any opportunity to rest these poor legs in the presence of pleasant company."

ScarletIris: She smiles shyly, leading the way. She takes him to Sanctuary. At least the bottom level lounge is quiet. They could talk there, easily enough.

Kelton Michaels: He follows along, doing his best to keep up with them. He stays quiet as they walk to the bar, watching the other two with a careful sort of curiosity.

ScarletIris: They remain quiet as well. Matching pace with the cripple. When they enter the club, Urian makes his way toward the bar. "Kelton.. what are you drinking? I'll get it while you two get a good seat."

Kelton Michaels: "Just a martini would be wonderful, thank you." He nods to Urian and then looks over to Mimi. "I will allow you to lead the way to a good seat. I likely would not know it if I stumbled right over it."

ScarletIris: She smiles shyly to Kelton, crooking a finger for him to follow. She weaves slowly through the crowd, not wanting to lose him. Back to the other side of the club. A tiny relief when they hit a quiet patch. "There we go." She leads him to an empty couch next to the fire, taking a seat on the far edge.

Kelton Michaels: He follows along, careful as they move through the crowd, eyes on her. He's guarded as they slip through the throng, protective of his leg. When they hit the couch, he carefully lowers himself to sit, sighing in relief when the pressure's off his leg. "Ohhh...now this, I could get used to. The couch, I mean." He smiles faintly to her, chuckling with a touch of nervousness.

ScarletIris: She folds her hands in her lap. A meek look down to her notebook. "I'm.. glad you like it. This is one of the only clubs I go to in the city. A friend of mine owns it."

Kelton Michaels: "It's quite nice," he says with a look around. He appears to be studying the place...taking in all the odd angles that might pop up, the interactions of people in their vicinity, the way the colors go together, and so on. He looks back to her. "So what are you researching, if I may ask?"

ScarletIris: She blinks up. Trying to come up with something feasible. "I.. I'm.. well, you see.." She stammers a bit. A liar, she is not. "It's.. not very interesting." She slinks down a bit in the couch. Embarassed, it would seem.

Kelton Michaels: He nods a little bit. "That's fine...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

ScarletIris: She looks over to him. An evaluating glance. "It's.. fine. I just look into a lot of.. sensitive areas. Not for most, if you know what I mean."

Kelton Michaels: "Ahhh." He nods, giving her a speculative gaze. "Yes, I can imagine there are many types of such...sensitive areas to research. I've been hoping soon to expand my areas of research myself...I certainly won't pry, though. I understand the need for confidentiality."

ScarletIris: Urian takes his time at the bar, slow in his approach with drinks in hand. A steady stare to Kelton from across the lounge.

ScarletIris: d10: lamp of faith: 5,2,1,5,5,2,

ScarletIris: (*wince*) Mimi nods, another shy smile creeping up. "It's.. fine."

Kelton Michaels: The smile she gives brings one to his face as well. He glances over and notes Urian watching him. A slight raise of the eyebrow, and he looks back to her. "You have very protective friends, I see. That's admirable."

ScarletIris: She looks over to Urian with a tiny nod. "He's.. nervous. It's a bit of a long story. But these aren't the times to be trusting people you don't know." She frowns, looking down to her lap. Realizing Urian's concern. With a steady frown, Urian returns, passing out drinks.

Kelton Michaels: "Ahh. Now that, I think I can understand." He nods and looks to Urian when he returns, taking his drink with a grateful smile. "Thank you, Urian. Much appreciated."

ScarletIris: She takes her drink as well, something in the girly fruity genre of alcohol. Urian holds a gin and tonic, but doesn't look overty enthused about it. He remains standing. Staring at the strange man. "So. Tell me about yourself." he asks. There isn't a direct force behind his voice, but one can tell it isn't a question.

Kelton Michaels: He gives a smile, a bit of nerves rising into his frame. "Well..." He chuckles a little, shifting slightly in his seat. "I'm from Boston, originally. Grew up there, and took quite the interest in Chaos Theory at a younger age. I taught it at Harvard for a few years, until...I stopped doing so. And I came here." He shrugs a little bit. "Not much to tell since, I'm afraid."

ScarletIris: "No.. current projects?" Urian asks sternly. Mimi frowns, a pleading glance cast up to the man. "Uri.. please.. Calm down. Drink. Try to relax.."

Kelton Michaels: He looks between them, frowning just a little bit. "No...nothing current, I'm afraid. To be prefectly honest, I haven't even left my house, other then to have groceries delivered, in the last several months. Things have been very...confusing for me, lately."

ScarletIris: Mimi continues to sip her drink. Looking up to Urian. Urian nods to Kelton. "I see. Confusing in what way.. Kelton?"

Kelton Michaels: "It's...rather an ironic situation, to be honest." He looks up at the man, meeting his gaze. "I've always...had quite the mind for memories. Lately, however, they have been failing me in a most frustrating and alarming fashion. As well as...well, you could say that I have had quite a bit to assimilate and come to terms with."

ScarletIris: d10: LoF, fp, damnit: 9,2,5,10,6,10,

ScarletIris: (can roll awareness, if sucessful.. you can roll wp to resist, diff 8)

Kelton Michaels: d10: Per+Awareness: 9,9,4,7,3,5,

Kelton Michaels: ((And instinct would be to resist, since you can't tell WHAT it is.))

Kelton Michaels: d10: Willpower: 7,9,7,5,9,2,2,

ScarletIris: (Uri: 5, Kel:2. finally.. something constructive)

ScarletIris: Urian subtly narrows his eyes on Kelton. Bluntly removing any signs of civility that may've accidently slipped through. "Mimi.." He says firmly without looking over to the girl. "Who is he? Where did you find him?"

Kelton Michaels: And he, himself stiffens when he detects the power directing from the man. He starts to slowly rise to his feet...not that it helps, as he's got to lean on his only thing to defend himself with, the cane. He takes a couple steps back toward the wall, watching Urian and now Mimi warily.

ScarletIris: d10: send vision fp: 8,6,5,7,5,7,

ScarletIris: Urian keeps a hard stare on Kelton. Keeping within a few yards of the man. Mimi averts her eyes.

Kelton Michaels: d10: Per+Awareness: 8,9,2,8,3,2,

ScarletIris -> Kelton Michaels: The vision he's sending Kelton is simple. He sees himself, Urian, and Mimi walking behind the bar, up a set of narrow stairs. Meeting in a private lounge and talking.

Kelton Michaels: He pauses then, looking from Mimi to Urian. He nods, very slowly. "After you, I suppose. Or should it be before?"

ScarletIris: He motions for Mimi to lead the way. "Before me, after her. If you don't mind."

Kelton Michaels: "I suppose, then, I do not." He nods and then waits for Mimi to pass vefore limping along after her. He moves to the side as he passes Urian, giving him a bit of a berth, and then heads for the stairs behind Mimi.

ScarletIris: She leads him up the stairs, into the upstairs lounge. Leon is sitting creepily in his corner, as per usual. Silent, eating an apple. Mimi takes a seat in one of the chairs at the table, pulling one out for Kelton. Frowning to Urian. "Can't you see he can barely walk? Why are you dragging him around like this Uri.. this isn't like you.." Urian keeps a firm stare on Kelton. "Who are you?" He asks bluntly.

Kelton Michaels: He looks over at Leon, visually appraising him. He moves to take a seat in the chair pulled out, giving Mimi a murmured thank you, then looks back to Urian. "My name, sir, as most know it, is Kelton Michaels. You may know me a bit better as Zachriel. Keeper of the Eternal Lore. Of the Fourth House."

ScarletIris: d10: : 4,1,9,2,10,6,2,

ScarletIris: d10: : 9,5,9,3,9,8,

ScarletIris: Urian nods a bit, looking over the man. Sizing him up, maybe. Mimi blinks over to Kelton, a brief hint at surprise creeping to her expression. "Oh." She mumbles. Folding her hands in her lap. Staying quiet, for the time being.

ScarletIris: d10: uri, per+sub: 7,8,6,1,8,2,6,2,

ScarletIris: He keeps a steady stare on the man. "Zachriel, then. There's a fallen in the city who visciously attacked a member of my circle.. and who's taken to emotionally torturing a pair of mortals in our care. If you know anything about this.. I suggest you speak now."

Kelton Michaels: He looks over at Mimi, pursing his lips some at her reaction. He sighs, and then looks over to Urian, listening to his words. When the Devil suggests Kelton may be involved, he blinks and draws up. "I most certainly do not know about it. I told you, and I was being absolutely honest. I have not left my home in months, up until a little under a week ago. And if that is not a straight enough answer...then no, I am most definitely NOT involved, sir."

ScarletIris: He purses his lips, then looks away. "Of.. course. I'm sorry." He moves over toward the bar to make himself a fresh drink. Mimi scoots a bit closer, speaking quietly to Kelton. "Uri's a good guy. Really. He's just a bit out of sorts ever since he found Jay.. after the attack. It's not you.. really."

Kelton Michaels: He nods a little bit to Mimi, relaxing a little bit. "Quite all right...I understand." He looks around. "May I be--if you'll pardon the term--introduced all around?"

ScarletIris: She smiles shyly to the man. "I'm Onei. Also of the Fourth. I'll.. let him get around to his. I'm sure you can respect that.."

Kelton Michaels: d10: Int+Legacy: 7,3,7,8,2,4,2,9,8,

ScarletIris -> Kelton Michaels: Onei, low ranking member of the Neberu. Visage of Shamash. During the war, she was an underling in the silver legion, known for weaving potent illusions. She toyed between the factions before going cryptic. Her time in the abyss was reclusive. Going out of her way to avoid contact and not draw attention to herself. Having established herself as a low willed lackey by nature, no one seemed to pay her any mind. Before the war or after. (I need to dig up more of what I have on her, just can't find it right now.)

ScarletIris: Urian takes his time at the bar, not paying mind to the others for the time being. Leon keeps creepily peeling away at his apple.

Kelton Michaels: He gives the woman a bit of a smile, nodding to her. "Of course, Onei. I certainly can." He looks to Urian, regarding him for a long moment. "Forgive me, also, if that sounded as a demand. It was not intended as such."

ScarletIris: She shakes her head subtly. "Not at all. It's.. good to meet you, Zachriel. If you ever need anything.. feel free to call me." She gives a tiny frown. "And.. this might sound odd.. but if you see me.. say my name. The.. situation.. is getting out of hand."

Kelton Michaels: He nods a little bit. "Fair enough. I...don't suppose it is something I can help with?"

ScarletIris: She thinks for a long moment. "Not.. at this time. We don't know much about the fallen in question. And its still.. a bit of a touchy subject. Jay should be able to talk tomorrow, though. So we may get a bit more information, then."

Kelton Michaels: "I understand. I will not press...however, if there is anything..." He shrugs a little bit, and then gives a small smile. "It's good to finally meet some fellows from before...even under these rather inauspicious circumstances."

ScarletIris: She gives an awkward, quiet laugh. "Tell me about it. Don't let anyone give you any crap, alright? They're a nice bunch.. but as I'm sure you can imagine.. things haven't changed much." Urian starts to quietly make his way out.

Kelton Michaels: "No, I don't imagine they have." He smiles a slight bit to Mimi, and then nods to Urian. "Good evening, Urian. It has been honestly...good to meet you."

ScarletIris: Urian doesn't reply, stepping out quietly. A blank expressio. Mimi frowns, but doesn't say anything for a moment. Waiting to hear the door close. "He'll come around. Just give him time. You're always welcome here, Kelton. This club is a safe haven for our kind. The only one I know about in town. If nothing else, Leon's usually here." She motions over toward the creepy apple eating slayer.

Kelton Michaels: "Excellent.' He nods a little bit, giving Leon a little smile, though not expecting one back. "So, is everyone in the city going to be as welcoming as this?" It's said as a faint joke, without much offense behind it.

ScarletIris: She gives a shy smile to the man "Some are better at it than others. Right now.. everyone's suspiscions are working overtime. So I wouldn't bank on a basket of fruit and a welcome to the neighborhood. For what it's worth.. I'll vouch for you."

Kelton Michaels: "It's worth quite a bit." He gives her a grateful smile. "Thank you."

ScarletIris: She pushes herself up. "I.. should probably make sure Uri's alright. He's been weird lately. If you don't feel like heading back to queens tonight, there are plenty of beds down the hall. Help yourself. Knock first, though. Two of the rooms are occupied. I'll call you."

Kelton Michaels: "I think I shall. It is quite the walk back home." He nods and rises. "Thank you again, Onei. I will see you soon...have a good night."

ScarletIris: She nods and filters out to check on Urian.

Kelton Michaels: And he limps off to one of the rooms, knocking first as requested before heading in to get some rest.

ScarletIris: (thanks for the scene. is my bedtime.)

Kelton Michaels: ((Thank you! *Hugs*))