Maria: ~Knees and elbows, that is this very young lady. Just to look at her she couldn't be much more than 14 or 15 years old. Youthful, hispanic features with an air of innocense about her that can't be denied encased in a small, almost frail looking frame. The body that boasts the threat of another growth spurt to come stands at 5'5", and maybe at most 110 pounds, maybe even less. Her hair is straight, falling to just past her shoulder blades in a dark, silking brown with those adorable locks of curls at the very ends. Just enough to give it a little bit of bounce when she moves, all framing the soft, but pretty features. Soft brown eyes with that sparkle of youth, full, pouting lips, and a lighter shade of skin tone that almost looks more like a sun tan than showing off her heritage. On any normal day she can be spotted wearing a cute skirt, never anything that can be considered too short and most certainly never anything distasteful, with a matching colored shirt, satin, usually in pinks or soft purples. Her shoes are typically either keds or sandals. Nothing flashy, nothing that stands out too much.~ http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=thumbnails&album=63

Maria: ~She skips out of the club Santuary, carrying a sickeningly cute teddy bear~

Casey Iver: ((time frame?))

Maria: ~And up the street she moves, humming to herself~

Maria: ((Current ~S~ so....... about 9 at night))

Casey Iver: ((cool))

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Around walks Maksim Adam Fyodor. He stands about 6 feet tall. 220 pounds, good body size, toned. No excessive tan but you know he has seen the light of day. He is a typical Russian man who is not overly huge, toned just right. With an appearance rating of 3 he turns a few heads as he walks by. All who take notice can not get over the thought of how sexy he is. If you swing that way, the animal inside is screaming for him. There is something about the way he moves and acts, he is just one sexy mutha. If that was not enough, he radiates an aura of wisdom, confidence and transcendent authority. His long brown hair is tied back in a braid. The curls help keep the brain together. His eyes reflect the light bouncing off the water. Gazing into them is like gazing into a dark abyss that goes on for ever, the kind of eyes you could get lost in. He wears asleevless white shirt, you can see minour cuts and bruises allong with some bandaging over his arms and hands. He hold the right side of his ribs gently with his left hand and arm::..

Casey Iver: A tall lean man easily in his early thirties. He is tall and lean standing about 6'1 with a set of bright green eyes and straw blonde hair. He walks along slowly with a light bounce in his step indicating a boundless enthusiasm. Giving off a undeniable sense of kindness and hospitality he embodies the very best qualities of the island he is long ago decended from. Dressed in slacks and a white shirt under an old brown leather coat he strolls along without a care in the world.

Maria: ~And yes, for the observant eye, this little girl just came out of a 21+ club. She hugs the teddy bear close and skips along the sidewalk, still humming to herself happily~

Casey Iver: *Not far from the area Maria is walking around, Casey strolls onto the street as if in search of something. He glances around casually with a slight smile on his face as well as a quizical glint in his eye* "Ah really should ave gotten better directions from that man..." *Noticing the child wandering down the street at night Casey begins heading towards her*

Maria: ~She stops infront of a little shop, big brown eyes peering into the window at something~

Casey Iver: *Not wanting to startle the young girl Casey calls out from a distance as he continues to approach* "Hello there wee one." *A smile crossing his face* "Shouldnt you be at home?"

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim walks over to the window where this girl is staring at the stuff::.. "You know, back home in russia i remember seeing zee most fabulous little dolls, my cousin had them. So very immaculately crafted. They almost looked real. ..::He talks ina russian accent, it is not think enough that it is hard to make out, he speak fluent english, but it is there::..

Maria: ~She blinks, those big, innocent brown eyes going wide as two quite large men step up and start talking to her, but the words don't seem to register in her eyes. She tilts her head at each of them, then flashes a warn, friendly smile to each~ Hola sires. Cómo está usted esta noche?

Maksim Adam Fyodor: d10: Int + Ling: 5,7,5,3,

Casey Iver: *Upon reaching the child and the other man, Casey kneels down on one knee and looks the girl in the face with a smile and shakes his head.* "Oh dear lass, do you not speak any english?" *Looking up at the other man Casey nods in recognition but returns his gaze to the girl.*

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::With a russian accent ever presant in his english langiage, one can only imagine how it sounds in a poor attempt at spanish::.. No obles le espanial. ..::He shoot off a warm smile. He is trying, but obviously Spanish is not his strong suit::..

William Halloran: ((Room for another?))

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ((Definately))

Maria: ~She tilts her head at Casey, giving him a few blank blinks, but that innocent air about her, it could either be that she's just not comprehending a word he's saying, or she's just that flaky. Then Maksim makes that horrible attempt at spanish, and she brings the teddy bear up to muffle the burst of a giggling fit that bubbles up out of her~

Maria: ~She points to Maksim, and speaks the words very very slowly~ Usted no habla español

Casey Iver: *Casey smiles and looks back at Maksim* "I don't know what you said their fella, but i dont think it worked out." *Looking back to the child Casey trys some basic gestures, first pointing at the child and then at the buildings nearby, then back to the girl.* "Where do you live lass?"

Maria: ((~Tugs Maria's wrestling hero on in~))

Maria: ~She tilts her head at Casey again, still giggling a bit, though still not catching what the poor gentlemen are trying to say to her~

William Halloran: The man makes his way out of Sanctuary, hands stuck in his pockets as he walks down the street, a cigarette in his mouth, eyes to the pavement. Which, at his height, still gives him a damn good vantage point.

Big and scary. Those are the two best words to describe the man standing there. Standing a touch over seven feet tall, and easily weighing over 400 pounds, the man pretty much defines the saying “I wouldn’t want to meet HIM in a dark alley!” His hair, a dark brown, is just a little too long to be considered short, and is worn combed straight back, revealing his face...and that’s not a good thing. The right side of his face is distorted and misshapen, looking somewhat caved in at the cheekbone, as if from an old wound. The eye above is perpetually bloodshot, though the original green reflected in the other eye struggles to show through. He’s dressed in a T-Shirt advertising New York City Wrestling, a huge pair of blue jeans, and size 17 boots. His gaze is surprisingly gentle for someone as intimidating as he is, and the look he gives off indicates...loneliness, perhaps? ((Fame 2: Check Who's Who for Details))

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::He will make a very difficult attempt at trying to understand a word she is saying. The way his lips and tongue move are not used to trying to form words similar to this in any way. Russian is a very firm language. English is a very broken and mixed language, how ever he makes his best effort. More than likely still fails horribly, but it is quite possibly still, some how, an improvement from his previous attempt::..

Maria: d10: peek a boo: 3,4,9,7,4,

Maria: ~She erupts into even more giggling at Maksim, then her eyes pop back to the direction she came from and she makes one of those happy little teenager squeals~ Will! ~And off she bounds for the big scary man~

Casey Iver: *Casey scratches his head as the child runs off down the street and looks to where she runs. His eyes finally resting upon the tall scary man Casey stands up and begins walking after the child.*

William Halloran: He looks up, seeing Maria bounding in his direction, away from two rather large (to others) men. He gives the both of them suspicious stares, before he smiles to Maria. ~SP~ "Heya, girl. How are you?"

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim extends a hand out to Casey just as he walks off to the girl. He raises an eye brow and shrugs. He walks after casey at a slow pase, not to hurt himself in any way::..

Maria: ~She skips right up to him with a big grin, and still holding that damn sickeningly cute teddy bear that Leon obviously didn't want~ *sp* I am well. I decided to come out for a walk and met these two men. ~She points over at Casey and Maksim~ *sp* They keep trying to talk to me but I have no idea what they're saying. They sound funny.

Casey Iver: *Casey stops a few feet away from the child and the man and waves with a smile* "Hello there fella! I take it you know the wee lass?"

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim shoots off an odd look at Casey::.. "Joo know Mister Casey, if dey are takink to one and other fluently. I am sure, that it is quite a possibility they know each other. Especially if she knows his name." ..::He lets off a smile in case casey looks in his direction::..

John Dante: Shit had happened. He wanted to see how they reacted, if he was right as he walked onto the road of Sanctuary. He dressed in a shirt and coat over his shoulder

Casey Iver: *Casey does see Maksim's smile and nods* "I know..but its always polite to ask."

William Halloran: ~SP~ "Yeah..." He looks up to the two of them, face even...maybe a slight hint of a coolness there. ~SP~ "They look funny, too." He nods to Casey. "Yeh, I know 'er. WHo're you?"

Maria: ~She giggles and sticks her much smaller hand into Will's that could quite likely palm her whole head like a softball if he wanted. Not a hint of fear from the young girl though, not towards Will. She does look up at him with a quickly faded smile~ *sp* I'm so sorry I missed wrestling Friday Will. I meant to come, but Leon hurt my feelings.

Casey Iver: *Casey takes a few more steps forward still smiling* "My names Casey Iver sir. I was simply concerned at the young one there standing alone on a street at such a time of day." ((rolling some charisma to make a good impression))

Casey Iver: d10: Charisma + Emp: 3,10,6,2,5,

John Dante: He walks up to the club, he isn't expected to be stopped as he steps up and skips the whole line going for a VIP pass.

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim looks at the large man::.. "My name is Maksim, i was, well, attempting to tell the girl about some dolls i have seen in Russia. Onces my cousin owns. Similar to the ones in that shop over there but, far more immaculate. Eet seems how ever that she does not speak english."

William Halloran: d10: Per+Emp: 7,6,7,5,5,10,

Maria: d10: peek a boo: 3,8,8,2,3,

William Halloran: "Yeh, well, she's fine. Don't gotta worry 'bout her any." He looks from Casey to Maksim, obviously far from impressed by his looks. "No. She don't." Finally, back to Maria, and he smiles again. ~SP~ "It's okay. Leon hurt your feelings, though." His brow furrows. ~SP~ "What happened?"

Maria: ~She tilts her head, looking to the other two that are speaking to Will, giggling at the funny accents (like her's is just perfectly normal anyways), and lets her eyes wander off, since she has no clue what the big men are saying. And she spots John heading towards the club~ *sp* Mister Dante! Hi! ~The arm holding the teddy bear comes up and waves~

Maria: ~She looks back to Will, and frowns, brandishing the teddy bear~ *sp* I tried to tell him I'm sorry for freaking out on him the other night when he was sitting in the dark watching me and give him this teddy bear but he just put it back in the bag and wouldn't say anything and he left it like a big mean man. He's satan! I'm not going to try to be nice to him anymore.

Casey Iver: *Casey nods to the man* "Very well, then. As long as she's not alone out here. Thats all i care about." *Casey looks around casually ((gonna see if he spots Dante))

Casey Iver: d10: Percept + Alertness: 8,8,3,7,8,

Maksim Adam Fyodor -> William Halloran: ((Would your character Understand russian if i spoke it? If not then i know not to translate it for everyone to see.(-:))

John Dante: He stands in the que. Waiting

William Halloran -> William Halloran: ((No))

William Halloran -> Maksim Adam Fyodor: ((No))

Casey Iver: *Noticing the child waving and wondering what new aquaintance the child might bring to the table Casey attempts to look past the large man and spots Dante. Walking forwards he gives the large man a wide berth as he heads towards Dante* "Hello Dante? Is that you?"

William Halloran: He frowns a little to Maria and nods, putting a hand on her shoulder. ~SP~ "Okay. That's fine...you don't have to, if he's mean to you."

Maria: ~She nods to Will, frowning deeply~ *sp* He's a very mean man. Look how cute this teddy bear is! And he just left it like a big..... bad man. ~Nods sagely~ So now I have to find the teddy bear a new home. Do you want it? ~Offering it up to the big wrestler~

John Dante: He looks to his left. "Jesus, Casey hows shit." He offers a point by the VIP belt where he is

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim, with his arm still clutching his ribs, offers a bow and says something in russian. nothing extensive::.. "Zee bote of you have a good night then." ..::He offers a warm smile to them both. The kind that would brighten a sad day for most anyone::..

Maria: ~She tilts her head at Maksim, and smiles brightly at him, her eyes going to Will~ *sp* He's funny. What's his name?

William Halloran: He smiles softly and nods. ~SP~ "Sure...I'd be honored. Thank you." He takes the bear in his giant hand, cradling it with quite a bit of gentleness.

Casey Iver: *Casey smiles wide strolling up to where Dante is standing* "Things are well, i was just trying to find that place you told me about." *Looking up at the club he smiles and shakes his head* "Looks like i wasnt very far off the mark. What brings you here?"

William Halloran: "Maksim," he says to Maria. The look he offers Maksim indicates that he's not 'most anyone,' before he looks back to her.

Maria: ~Her eyes light up big, bright, and happy that Will takes the bear. She grins up at him widely and nods~ *sp* I'm sure you will make the bear very very happy.

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim wanders over to where Casey has gone. Obviously into the line, Maksim knowsn better than to actually enter the line itself, as he has no such invite there, but he remains near by. He greets Mister Dante with a smile and an outstretched hand::.. "Hello mister Dante, eet iss me, Maksim, i was at zee bar a couple uff days ago." ..::He gives a hearty Russian smile::..

Maria: Maaaaksim. ~She frowns, sounding it out slowly, then smiles again and looks over to the big russian~ *sp* Nice to meet you Maksim. I'm Maria.

Maria: ~She wrinkles up her nose and looks over to Will~ *sp* Was it something I said?

William Halloran: He looks down to her suddenly, confused by that. ~SP~ "What? What do you mean?"

Maria: *sp* Everybody left. Did I say something bad? ~She tilts her head up at him curiously~

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim looks back to the girl having heared his name. About the oly thing he could have possibly made out of that was "Maria". He smiles and bows, saying something elegant in russian. He throws a casual wink her way and slowly turns his attention back to Casey and Dante::..

William Halloran: d10: Per+Alert: 9,2,7,3,6,7,10,

William Halloran: ~Sp~ "Naah. Just busy..." He looks over at Maksim, at that wink, and scowls. ~Sp~ "Wait here, Maria. Gotta talk to someone." He moves away from here, on a beeline toward him. One unhappy Giant.

Maria: ~She nods, watching Will move off towards the three men standing in the line, her head tilted as she falls quiet~

William Halloran: "YOU." He points a meaty finger at Maksim, and crooks it. "C'mere. NOW." ((Intimidation roll coming))

William Halloran: d10: Cha+Intimidate (WP): 8,3,3,2,2,9,10,

William Halloran: d10: Specialty: 4,

John Dante: ((Sorry I might be slow))

Maksim Adam Fyodor -> William Halloran: ((Difficulty of targets willpower is = to 8 for Maksim.))

Casey Iver: ((thats cool))

William Halloran: ((No, the diff is 6, Maksim. Check site rules, under "Common Rolls." Resisted with WP.))

Maksim Adam Fyodor: d10: Willpower: 10,5,5,5,3,8,3,4,

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ((So many 5s and all i needed was 1 more hehe oh well))

William Halloran: ((*Points to the WP point spent* Needed 2 more. *G*))

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Effectively fearful of the large man. Knowing maksim he will likely freeze up currently not really moving anywhere but becoming quite tense. He will flinch at his ribs, tensing his muscles will agrivate the bruising::..

Maria: ~She shuffles one foot, watching with her head tilted a bit~

Maksim Adam Fyodor -> William Halloran: ((I noticed that afterwards, took me a while but i found it. Still getting used to the site))

John Dante: He nods to Casey, his nature a little more angry than before "G'day mate."

William Halloran: He stalks up to Maksim, getting right down in his face. "Y'see that girl? She's fuckin' fourteen. Yer old enough ta have ID ta get in here. Ya wink at her again, an' I'm gonna rip yer fuckin' throat out, yank yer ballsack off, and shove 'em into yer stomach, yer dick right up yer own ass, and hang ya on display fer the whole city ta see, ya sick fuck. Ya understand me?"

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Having been effectively cowed, he does not move or say anything. He continues to hold his rib cage::..

Casey Iver: *Casey looks over at the large man named Will and keeps a close eye on him. Looking briefly back at Dante he quickly asks* "You dont sound very happy tonight Dante...everything all right?"

Maria: ~She watches, her eyes getting bit at Will being scary, but more in fascination. Not understanding a word he's saying, and very likely a good thing, with those big innocent eyes. This.... is definitely taking virgin ears literally~

Maria: ((In color too))

William Halloran: "An' don't think yer safe in there, either. I'm the fuckin' bouncer." He sneers at Maksim...waves his hand. "Ya can fuckin' go. Now." Not...quite a request.

John Dante: "No." And his form shows it, he is angry "Am here to talk to talk to folk" You almost get a sense he is a queuing for just that, he could quite easily force anyone from his way but seems to be waiting.

Maksim Adam Fyodor: ..::Maksim will at this point likely leave the area, distriught and fearful for what if left of his health. He will hastily make his way away from the area::..

Maria: ~She waves as Maksim makes for the hills, giving him a big smile and calling after him~ *sp* Bye Maksim! It was nice to meet you!

Casey Iver: *Casey looks over at William and the retreating form of Maksim and looks at Dante for a moment* "One second Dante." *Walking over near William and waves at him to get his attention*

John Dante: He looks at Casey and steps forward. He knows he has at least been let known to the bouncers, him and Will even met on different occasions. He is somewhat wary though as you never can tell.

Maria: ~She starts to shuffle forward a little bit, but only about half a step. Will told her to stay there, and he already looks mad, and she really doesn't want him to be mad. Staying put sounds like a good idea~

William Halloran: When Maksim's gone, Will starts to turn back to Maria...but Casey gets his attention. He looks over to the man, scowling. "What?"

Casey Iver: *Simply being friendly Casey looks the man in the eye* "I'm not lookin to insult you, or tell you how to do your job. But that fella you just scared half to death was only trying to help the little girl. Was it really necessary to come down on him like that?" *He says without any hint of defiance, superiority or authority..simply a friendly talk*

William Halloran: "Yeah? You didn't see that wink he tossed her way." He snorts. "Guy like that, tryin' ta look so cool, thinkin' he's the man. Seen it time an' again. An' I seen 'em prey on people who ain't know any better, or are to fuckin' drunk, or whatever they can get. I'd rather scare some little fuckin' player then let him commit statuatory fuckin' rape...or without the statuatory. Y'dig?"

Maria: ~She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, blinking over at them, head tilted as she watches~

Casey Iver: *Casey nods in understanding* "I understand your point of view fella, you obviously care alot about the wee lass and its wonderful to see. But my concern for you is that you did just threaten that mans life. If he wanted to, he could have ya charged for it. How would that look on you, or this establishment, or on the wee lass over there. I'm not threatenin ya sir. Im just saying perhaps..there was a better way to deal with that."

William Halloran: "Yeah. It's see 'im TRY." He chuckles a bit. "They hear why, they'll let me off. Thanks, though." He nods to the man and then turns back, heading toward Maria.

Casey Iver: *Casey shrugs and shakes his head turning back to Dante. "Its unfortunate to see such things happen, man has far to much to concern himself with then to be fighting each other like that."

Maria: ~She grins brightly at Will, moving to meet him part way~

John Dante: His phone ring as he looks at it "Oh shit..." A serious over comes John as he looks upwards "Casey, I gotta go...Hello this is officer Dante..." As he leaves the scene.

Casey Iver: *Casey looks at Dante's receeding form and waves.* "I'll catch ya later Dante." *Looking around now realizing he is again alone he looks once more to the child and the large man*

Maria: ~She tilts her head, waving to Dante with a little bit of a pout as he's leaving and she approaches Will~