Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 12:39:35 AM)
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Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:40:02 AM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:40:04 AM)
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Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:40:13 AM)
(damn picky mortal..LOL)

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:40:50 AM)
(I have standards)

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:41:06 AM)
(sure ya do..LOL)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 12:41:41 AM)
"We'll see.. By the end of the night I'm going to be wearing that shirt. " :With that he lowered himself to the table and took a shot. the cue ball knicked the 12 and deposited it into the side pocket. He left enough room and english to leave himself an angle on the 10: "Hey give it time, this aint like lifting cars ya know" :With that his cue struck the white ball which hit the 10 into the side pocket., the cue then followed it. : "Merda"

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:43:32 AM)
*X chuckled.*...Yeah yeah as you throw the cue across the table....*As he smirked.*....Lining up he took a slpit bouncing the 7 off of the 6 and depositing it in the corner pocket as he stepped back.*...Your shot I didn't call it.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 12:45:15 AM)
"Please what are we on television? Take your fucking shot.. I didn't call it. " :He couldn't help at the honesty of X, he felt it might be exhausting at times, being so forthright and chivalrous. Sparking a cigarette he spoke out on a different matter of the heart: "Hey do you know a girl by the name of Anna Karenin?"

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:46:23 AM)
*Tasha pulls the door open and slings herself in through the open doorway. She stops for a moment, slips her hands into the tight pockets of her skinny jeans and looks around with her chin up, a cool pout on her face, a critical look in her eyes. She rolls her shoulders under the loose oversized T-shirt she wears, several crackling sounds evolving.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:46:48 AM)
*He thought for a moment.*...Yeah I do actually shes a photographer right?....*As he banked the 9 and it went in and out of the side pocket.*....See I missed bad juju not to call it....*As he smirked.*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 12:50:56 AM)
:X's bad luck didn't leave Nero much to work with however, the majority of the striped balls were at the other end of the table. Wrinkling his lips he sized up his next shot. Taking a pull from the smoke he left it in an ashtray behind him an leaned down. With nothing much to do he shot idly at the 14 and watched the balls clamor around jostling and displacing a couple of his and X's balls across the table.: "I find her rather interesting to be honest. Kind of cut from the same cloth. " :He motioned with the cue for X to shoot. As Nero took a swig from his drink he caught Tasha entering and chuckled: "As if there wasn't enough trouble tonight."

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:53:37 AM)
*X had his shot lined up as he glanced up to see where Nero was looking...Smirking he chuckled lightly.*....Right....She's not that much trouble.....*As he took a shot and scratched again.*

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:54:31 AM)
*Her eyes, -looking rather redshot and sleepy, quikly turn to the two guys aroudn the pool table, and a wide smile spreads over her face. She starts that way....slowly, taking her time to watch the little setting laid so nicely before her, pondering what plot she could play in it tonight.*

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:54:40 AM)
(go away, lag)

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:55:46 AM)
*as X bends over to place another shot, Tashe dives in and gives him a firm slap on the buttocks.* Hi!

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 12:56:57 AM)
*Looking back at her he smirked.*...Don't start something you can't finish little missy.....*As he stepped back away from the table giving Nero room.*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 12:58:43 AM)
"Those my friend, are the things I fear the most. " :Taking a shot he sank the 15 and looked up: "Little troubles you don't pay enough mind to till your knee deep in a ditch somewhere. " :Waltzing around the table he took a second to patiently take am. The cue struck the white ball with a whisper of a tap, with the angle it struck the cue ball curved around X's 3 and sank the 11. Watching the exchange he rose from the table with a smile: "Tash, always a pleasure. I did enjoy our conversation the other night. " :Walking around the table he took another shot that seemed to pale in comparison to his last, nothing fell: "Actually I take that back, I was doing fine a second ago. "

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 12:59:31 AM)
Who are you calling little missy? *she puts the hand back into her pocket and tilts her head so that a greasy lock of hair falls over her face.* Just because you are good at pool doesn't mean you have more balls than I do. *Then her eyes turn to Nero, and she gives him a dreamy bedroom look from beneath her long eyelashes.* Likewise, hm...who are you tonight?

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:01:47 AM)
"Carlo.. " :He said it as the waitress returned: "You boys doing okay?" "Yes Courtney, can you get something for the lady here.. whatever she wants. "

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:04:30 AM)
*A wide smile spreads over her face, lined from ear to ear.* Ehh, a bit early yet. I'll just have irish coffee. With real coffee! Not just some essense stuff. *She inclines her head to the waitress and then leans herself against a wall, a post beam, or X, whatever happens to be nearby. *Thanks Carlo. Feeling generous tonight? What's the occasion?

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:05:13 AM)
*X smirked to her.*...You say so....*As he lined up a shot and sank the 3 then moved around the table a few times studying angles before he sunk the 5....Stepping back he studied the table a moment then went for the 11...as it hit one of Nero's balls and bounced out of the corner pocket to much umf put on it.*.....Man if I could ever get three in a row I'd be deadly.....*As he let her lean on him and sipped his whiskey.*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:10:10 AM)
"Just feel generous I guess" :With that he tossed her his pack of smokes, the lighter ws tucked into the plastic. : "Keep em out, going to need one in a few. " : He watched X's play had a good evaluation on his level of skill. : "There was a time when I'd spend a whole day in a place like this, so don't feel bad man. " :Nero leaned down and quickly struck the que sending the 9 ball rattling into a pocket, the que came to a slow rest a few inches from the 13. " :Rising he backed away from the table to rechalk his cue which gave him time to watch the antics: "Who you out on the prowl for tonight Tasha?"

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:12:53 AM)
*X glanced down at her as he took another sip interested in that himself.*.....Yeah I just played to pass the time never anything serious....I spent most of my time honing my skills at the dojo.....*As he set the drink down and watched Nero.*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:12:54 AM)
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Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:13:15 AM)
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Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:13:26 AM)
(you get my last post?)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:13:40 AM)
(nawh damn window crashed. )

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:14:30 AM)
*Picks the pack of cigs from the floor, havign been too busy on makign herself cozy on Xaiver, untill he goes back to the game. She straightens herself up and looks for a place to slip the pack into, but she is not wearing her coat nor having her bag with her.* No one. Everyone. *she shrugs and waves the pack in the air as she doesn't find a place to put it into.* But you might get lucky, if you try. *she winks at "Carlo" and steps back to let them play and watch it.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:15:02 AM)
*X glanced down at her as he took a sip interested in that himself.*....Yeah I just played to pass time never anything serious....I spent most of my time in the dojo honing my skills...*As he set his drink down and watched Nero.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:17:50 AM)
*As he stepped to the table X scratched as he cursed lightly and stood back....Handing the cue to Tasha.*...Here you'll probably do better then me anyway.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:18:26 AM)
:He nodded to X's comment as he approached the table. All that was left for him was the 14 and the 8 ball. Without a decent shot on the last striped ball on the table he played the cue to the other side of the table and let it bounce around till it sank into a pocket. Fishing the ball out he passed it to X as he approached Tasha to retort: "Tempting offer I must say. " :snaking the pack of smokes from her hand he smiled: "But these are dangerous enough for me. "

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:23:32 AM)
*X took the ball and placed it taking a shot at the 11 again but missed yet again putting Nero in perfect position to put him away.*...Damn looks like your gonna win man.

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:23:41 AM)
*takes the cue and appears to be content to just play with it, to have somethign in her hands. She swirls it casually like a wannabe ninja, giving X a little smirk as she does.* Yes, they are. They are gonna kill you when you drop some hot ash to the carpet under you one day. *she shrugs to Carlo's comment. Then her face clears up.* Oh! Have you seen that guy....what's his face...Josh? I was hoping to catch with him tonight but I don't have his number, as odd as that is.

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:24:17 AM)
(sorry about the lag. If I am slow it's not my fault =( ))

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:24:32 AM)
*X glanced at her.*....Mr.Perdrew?....I have his number why what ya need?

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:24:38 AM)
(its cool )

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:25:26 AM)
*smiles to Xaiver* Just the number. And I thought you might. You told him that he can come and feed MY gulls at MY docks, didn't you?

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:27:11 AM)
"One could only hope. " :Is all he said to her with a smile as he walked away. In most cases a person might meet their fate that way, but something told Nero her prediction was a bit off. : " Don't know a Josh" :When X piped up Nero merely motioned and smiled. As the two talked about what he figured were seagulls. Nero took a shot on the 14 and sank it. Set for the 8 he kept an ear to their conversation as he took his time in shooting. :

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:28:30 AM)
*X smirked.*...Yeah sure whatever you say Tasha...*As he gave her his number.*...Just remember when I take them from you that they were mine in the first place...*As he smirked and playfully pushed her.*

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:30:53 AM)
*She slips her phone out of her pocket and saves the number ot her contacts* And it was no one's place before you came there and tried to claim it as your own. That just wont do. Because I am the one who is there, you know? So IF it is someone's place, that someoen should be me. *she slips the phone back into her pocket and looks to Xaiver with an arched brow* What has Josh done to you for you to put him in such an ill position? You want to get him in trouble or something?

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:31:49 AM)
What?....What do you mean?....*As he glanced at her curiously.*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:33:21 AM)
:with a skilled stroke of the cue it knocked the 8 into the side pocket and sat spinning in place. A smile grazed the Ravnos' features faintly. Old magic hands still had it, he thought. leaning on the cue he watched the two and finished his drink. Tucking a cigarette into the corner of his mouth he waited for a break in the conversation to interject:

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:33:22 AM)
By telling him that the docks are safe.

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:34:28 AM)
They are safe or you gonna kick his ass if he comes there?...*As he smirked.*...Really what claim do you have and what do you have to back such claims?

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:35:58 AM)
*shakes her head* I have nothing against peopel comign there. That's why I got mad when you tried to boss them around by saying it's your place, you know? But it's not safe. *a serious frown appears on her face, and she stares at Xaiver with cold eyes from beneath, without saying more.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:38:00 AM)
Why is it not safe...What aren't you telling me?....I don't wanna rock the boat Tasha you are my friend and if you want it fine but you better be able to back your claim...Cause I'd hate for something to happen to you if you couldn't....Even if I would come to your aide gladly.

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:38:14 AM)
"Well then" :He interjected and placed his cue on the table: "Thanks for the game man, I've something I want to look into before I've to shut my eyes.. I'll keep in touch about that thing. " :He kept a smile on his lips as he addressed Tasha: "Don't be to hard on the guy eh, he's just doing his job. Maybe next time, I'll take ya up on that offer. " :He punctuated the comment with a wink and started to leave:

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:39:10 AM)
*Turns to look at Nero* Oh, you leaving? *it sounded almost sad as she said it*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:39:33 AM)
*X nodded to him.*.....Anytime my man.....Besides I gotta get going to I have patrols to do....*As he set the cue on the table and started for the door as well.*....Wanna join me Tasha?

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:40:17 AM)
*shrugs lightly* Yea, sure. Would be my pleasure. *Then she directs her eyes back ot Nero, waiting for a reply with the same sad look in her eyes as before*

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:40:58 AM)
:retreating to the door with his back to it, he shrugged: "Dont be to shocked darling. Might break my heart if ya were, and don't worry I'm always around. " : with that he said farewell again and headed for the door. :

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:41:17 AM)
(alright you two, have a good night. I'm ready to pass out.. )

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:41:27 AM)
Then lets head back to the dojo so I can park the chopper...I'm gonna take Morrigan with us....*As he headed out and to the chopper.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:41:38 AM)
(good scenage...thanks night...Peace)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:41:48 AM)
(night man! later tash!)

Nero Gaspare (Sep 17, 2011 1:41:54 AM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:43:15 AM)
*she sighs a little once Nero is out of sight, and then turns to follow X* Sounds good. I've missed the little girl. She must have grown.

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:47:41 AM)
*He smirked as he got on the chopper.*...Yeah she's getting pretty big....*As he started the bike and waited for her to get on the took off towards the 9th.*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:47:46 AM)
(room hop?)

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:48:43 AM)
( ok =) ))

Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:48:54 AM)
*hops on behind him*

Xaiver Myrick (Sep 17, 2011 1:49:10 AM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Sep 17, 2011 1:49:15 AM)
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