Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:02:22 PM)
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Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:02:29 PM)
((I typed monkey >.>))
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:02:37 PM)
shit
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:03:04 PM)
((lol, i keep forgetting that i use that password almost reflexively now
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:03:19 PM)
((no, you used demon.))
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:03:24 PM)
((I typed monkey first.))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:03:40 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:03:55 PM)
((ahHA... i really need to just go back to monkey and leave it at that *lol*))
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:05:32 PM)
Isabella is sitting out on her patio, a mostly empty bottle of rum sitting on the table beside her, with more of the dark amber fluid swirling around in a glass that is loosely clasped in her hand. Negligantly, she lifts it to her lips and takes a swallow, then returns to staring out at the waves that march like a phalax of soldiers to the shore.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:08:26 PM)
She walks back from the beach where she'd been sitting, sandels clapping against her feet. There is sand sticking to her legs and her jeans are rolled up, so she probably had been wading near the water.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:09:05 PM)
*The purr of the engine of her ford mustang 2 door sports model could be heard as she drove up. When she hopped out, she was wearing blue jeans, a white T-shirt that reads "Kittens Rock" and on the back, are 4 cute cuddling kittens, and sneakers. She would knock on the door, to see if anyone was home.*
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:09:20 PM)
Spying Robin, she smiles somewhat drunkenly and gestured towards a nearby chair on her deck. "H-have a sheat. Don't mind me; I'm moping."
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:09:45 PM)
((The door is open, but the screendoor is closed. It's easy to see that Bella is sitting out on the deck out back))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:09:58 PM)
She carefully sits down, letting the chair creak. "How are you feeling?"
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:10:53 PM)
She shrugs and finishes off the last of the rum in her glass with a single swallow. "I'm not. And that's per... pre... just fine with me."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:12:31 PM)
*She would move to the back, and wave to robin and Bella. Yep, creepy smile is creepy, but friendly, as she moves towards the deck proper* Can I join two lovely fellow Fallen?
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:13:13 PM)
She turns and beams at the other halaku, waving her over. "Pleashe, join us."
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:13:25 PM)
"I'm not good with this kind of thing, so..." She reaches out with a hand, putting it on Isabella's arm comfortingly. As Julia walks in, she smiles at her. "Sure, did you bring booze? We might need more."
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:14:59 PM)
She laughs at that. "Oh, no. There ish plenty more. I have only finished-ded one bottle of rum."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:15:29 PM)
I did! I just wanted to make sure friends were here to enjoy it with me! *She said with a smile, as she moved back towards her car, to grab the bag she had brought with her. It was some top shelf, but not the super expensive stuff, just a large bottle of Crown, Jack Daniels, some 100 proof smirnoff vodka, some Jose Quervo, just named brands, as she carried the bags in her hands*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:16:18 PM)
"Really?" She looks at Isabella cautiously, "It... it comes with practice." She leans back in her chair again, giving her an odd look then smiling slightly.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:16:20 PM)
Isabella blinks blearily at the bags, then smirks and looks at her glass pointedly before holding it out to Julia.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:17:50 PM)
*She laughed, and put the alcohol on the deck table, and looked to Isa* Do I need to take my shoes off on the deck and what would you like? And *She pulled out some plastic cups, and handed one to Robin* What will you have to drink?
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:18:44 PM)
She shrugs at Julia's question, holding out the cup she'd been given for anything.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:18:52 PM)
.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:19:15 PM)
((laglaglag))
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:20:32 PM)
*She pulled out the crown, and poured some into the glass for Robin, and smiled* Do you like it with Coke? Or just straight?
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:21:19 PM)
"Coke's good too." She holds out her cup with both hands. "Thanks."
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:21:28 PM)
She shakes her head. "We're outside, so shoesh are fine. But if you two want to shed clothesh, I won't mind. And whatever you want. I have been drinking rum since I got Robin's message, and need to do something that isn't getting mad. Alcohol dulls the mad very well." She nods, then can't seem to stop, her head bobbing slowly.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:22:41 PM)
*She pours Robin some coke into her glass, and then just pours more rum for Bella* Best not to mix things, and what happened?
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:23:19 PM)
She takes another large swallow before sighing. "Will's dead."
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:23:27 PM)
She's quiet, looking between Julia and Isabella, then looking away toward the beach.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:24:03 PM)
So, why, and what happened? *She asked casually, and she would shed her shoes and socks, her toes slipping into the sand, as she watched Robin and Bella*
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:25:01 PM)
Taking another drink, she motions regally to Robin to tell the tale.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:27:58 PM)
.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:28:11 PM)
"Will hired me to do some intimidating for him in his shady business deals, and I'm big so it's cool, and he was rich. So he calls me up and he head to where he's supposed to be, and he's supposed to be in a flower shop, but the door is locked and this Chris or Steve or... whatever his name is, stops me from going inside to get Will."
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:28:59 PM)
She nods. "Chris. I know him. He had to have a reason for stopping you. What was the name of the flower shop? Do you remember?"
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:30:12 PM)
(It was never mentioned OOC. I don't know.)
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:30:28 PM)
((insert name of Paige's shop here))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:30:55 PM)
She nods, and tells them the name.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:31:51 PM)
She sighs, then nods. "Paige must not have gotten the message that he was mine. I do, however, wonder what he did to piss her off."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:31:51 PM)
I wonder if I should go there, and see what is up. *She rubbed her chin a bit, and looked to the other's cups, to see if they needed refilling yet. She had poured herself a small glass of Crown and Coke.*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:32:26 PM)
She hadn't even sipped yet, mostly just holding the cup in both her hands. "Paige, eh?"
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:32:34 PM)
She shakes her head. "No, he was mine to protect, and i failed him. I will look into it." She takes another swallow of her drink, growing morose."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:33:23 PM)
Was he actually your vassal? Or just a mortal you knew? *She watched Bella* Though, either way, we have a court, and you can take it to the Court, tommorrow.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:35:04 PM)
She nods. "He was mine, as is Mateo. I will ask her about it at court, find out what went down. He was a mortal, which inherantly makes them inferior to us. But he was /my/ mortal. I will have to find his ghost and see if I can keep my promise to him."
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:35:38 PM)
She takes a sip then. "You can find his ghost?"
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:35:56 PM)
She laughs softly. "I am halaku, and gosts are my specialty."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:36:03 PM)
The Ministry of Dust will not take kindly to someone's vassal being killed. *She almost took an almost dark grin, and made it even creepier with the look in her eye, as she held out the alcohol to the ladies*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:36:56 PM)
She taps her cup against Julia's in agreement.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:37:25 PM)
She shrugs. "I have no standing in the courts. And, if truth be told, he should have been reined in long before now." Taps her cup against the other two, then finishes it off in a large gulp.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:37:54 PM)
*She would take a sip of her own drink, as she refilled Bella's cup out of habit*
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:38:05 PM)
((guys, i need to go dye my hair before it gets too much later... NPC Bella to get drunk with you guys for about 45 minutes until i get back, ok?))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:38:17 PM)
She sips slowly, but steadily. "He thought I was hot." It was said very quietly.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:38:39 PM)
She smiles at Robin. "You /are/ hot, my dear."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:39:09 PM)
((No problem, we will just have you go quiet)) I do agree. And have mentioned it before, though in a more analytical fashion. You have wonderful curves. *She said honestly, with that sweet soft voice of hers*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:39:11 PM)
"But he actually said it right when we met. It was cute." She smiles.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:39:31 PM)
((be back soon))
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 10:39:33 PM)
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Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:40:40 PM)
*She laughed a bit, smiling to Robin* Was it because he was cute, and said it to you that it was easier to handle than my own comment about your beauty at the party?
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:41:32 PM)
"You just talked about my boobs." She says with a smile. "He was more vague."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:42:53 PM)
I talked about proportions, then was more blatant about your breasts. *She nodded to Robin* Both are a good assertion of your beauty, though after having this second chance to talk with you, you are a far hotter individual than most models, as you have a sweetness to your demeanor that is generally lacking in the... beautiful people.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:43:42 PM)
"You're much more beautiful though, and men are much more likely to want to marry someone like you."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:44:50 PM)
*She laughed a bit* Why would I marry? Life is about the exploration of existence. Marriage only takes you so far, and without the ability to procreate, we as a whole can do more experimentation on existence, physically, than most other species and the mortals as well.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:45:44 PM)
"Still pretty limited" She says with a wince. "Nothing like before."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:47:16 PM)
*She would walk over, sit down beside Robin, and look into her eyes* Why do you say that? You are beautiful, you are sweet. That is all that should matter. *She nodded with finality.*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:48:07 PM)
"There's power, and money, and just the little ability to look good beside someone else. That would be nice." She admits softly.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:49:04 PM)
*She shook her head, and motioned for Robin to get closer, so she could whisper to her... or at least looked like she was just going to whisper*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:49:25 PM)
She smiles and leans closer to hear what she was going to say.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:50:16 PM)
Power and money mean nothing. It is all temporary. And if your friends can't help you look good beside them, well, they aren't friends. *She then kissed Robin's cheek, slowly, and then winked to her* Want more to drink?
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:51:38 PM)
She smiles more brightly, but showed her her mostly full cup yet. "Sorry, I'm taking my time. She's been at this for a whie, so I wanna out last her so I can take care putting her to sleep later, so she doesn't get the chance to do weird things."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:52:30 PM)
I am a medical professional, it might be best if I am the sober one my dear. *She smiled sweetly to the taller woman, and reached out lightly to stroke her hair* Please, relax, and enjoy yourself.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:53:45 PM)
She exhails deeply, leaning back into her chair, "I'm very relaxed. Don't I look relaxed? I am a little annoying at this Steve or Chris or whoever, but..." She shrugs, "It's awful."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 10:55:07 PM)
*She nodded, and would reach out to lightly brush stray hairs from Robin's face, before speaking* Dwelling on it won't do you any good. He will get what is coming to him. The Cycle always demands that. So now is a time to release, and relax. Please, allow me to take care of both of you.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 10:56:28 PM)
"Julia, you're beautiful, but... I'm okay. I'm more worried about Isabella. You don't have to take care of me. It's this world that needs to be better." She takes another sip. "We could make it better."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:00:08 PM)
No no, I mean, you should relax, don't take on the world's burdens on your shoulders. Much like Bella's anger, taking on the burdens of the universe will make you suffer, and that which feeds the pain and torment in our souls is unhealthy. Take this night as a night off, a night for you to enjoy yourself, enjoy the fact you have two friends, who care for you. Enjoy the fact you can get completely shit faced, and have no hang over.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:01:06 PM)
"I was never really a big drinker." She grins, "But I can do it pretty good. Are you going to drink up or what?"
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:04:23 PM)
As I said, I am going to drink some, but stay sober, so I can make sure everyone is safe, and not poisoned or any other "wonderful" side effect of alcohol.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:05:15 PM)
"I think we should both stay sober'ish to take care of Isabella." She says quietly.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:07:10 PM)
*She reached out, and cupped Robin's hands, and spoke plainly, but sweetly to her* You feel guilty, don't you?
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:08:11 PM)
She's silent, looking at Julia seriously.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:08:53 PM)
Her hands don't move, but they're cold from the weather.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:09:31 PM)
*She rubbed the hands with her own, trying to warm them*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:10:55 PM)
She watches Julia rub her hands, just glad that it was okay not to talk for a while and that it got the cup away from her, down and beside the chair. "Thanks."
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:11:45 PM)
*She continued to rub the hands, and, and whispered* You should take care of yourself. If you need anything, I can help. I am a nurse you know.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:12:59 PM)
"I know, but I think you're the type of person that likes taking care of people, and if I let you, you're care for me right on forever. I don't want to be that kind of person." Her voice is almost a whisper, but it didn't need to be loud because of where they were.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:14:30 PM)
My friends are important to me. I care for them all. My help, is free, my hope, is free. I may not be an angel of beauty, or of hope, but I know what the world needs, and Death in copious amounts is not it.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:15:02 PM)
She nods slowly, then asks with natural curiosity, "Were you like that before?"
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:16:43 PM)
You mean, when I was only Marishikagel? Only after I saw that what I was doing wasn't helping my research, and my goal in existence. Going back to what I did, with the help of another, brought me closer to understanding the duality of existence. Life and Death, and the Recycle. *She would bring Robin's hands to her lips, and kiss the top of each one, before going back to rubbing them. The kiss was obviously a gesture to reassure Robin*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:18:08 PM)
She lets her kiss her hands, smiling weakly, "Could you tell me more about what you were like before? Distract me with your life story?"
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:18:51 PM)
Do you mind if I lose my shirt? It will help me tell my story. *She said honestly*
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:19:33 PM)
She laughs a little, "Okay, if it'll help." (putting laundry in! 10 min break!)
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:21:02 PM)
((no problem!))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:34:10 PM)
(back!)
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:34:25 PM)
(1/2 hour until dryer time!)
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:37:13 PM)
((welcome back!)) *She lifted her shirt off, revealing a white bra, and the entrance wound scar of a gun shot right above and between her breasts* Well, Julia was a silver spooner, but not a cocky one. She just had a pension towards the medical field.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:37:52 PM)
She puts her knees together and sits up to pay attention. This was important.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:38:48 PM)
*She shook her head, and would pat Robin's knees, and motion for her to lean back* This is just a story, so no need to sit up. Relax, or I will show off my creepiness.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:39:56 PM)
She smiles, leaning back to enjoy the story with a grin.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:41:23 PM)
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Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:41:44 PM)
*She lightly kept her hand on Robin's leg, as she restarted the story. She did absently just run a circle with her fingertip along Robin's flesh* So I went to medical school, after my associates, and got a medical license. Was accepted into Vanderbilt, you know, the giant ivy league school in Nashville?
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:43:44 PM)
As if coming from a deep reverie, Isabella looks down and finises off her drink, then sets the glass aside. "I do have to work tomorrow... might not do for me to show up still drnuk...
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:44:36 PM)
She winces, because she really didn't know, then looked at Isabella, "You don't have to work. Call in sick. I'll even do your voice." She smiles willingly.
Darren Coleman (Nov 3, 2011 11:45:07 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:45:30 PM)
"I can't. I have to make money to buy the house...'
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:45:43 PM)
((hang on finishe=ing a cig))
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:45:45 PM)
How much do you make a day? *She said simply.*
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:46:25 PM)
"I just started there, but... maybe $400 a week, between both places?"
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:47:09 PM)
I also have ivs in my car, and can make sure neither of you are hung over. *She sighed deeply* Please.. relax... release. This is a night for fun.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:47:58 PM)
She smiles at warmly at Julia and settles back in her lounge chair, stretching her legs out in front of her. "I do want to thank you for showing up. I don't know that I could have gotten through this without you."
Darren Coleman (Nov 3, 2011 11:49:01 PM)
Darren's unassuming wood-paneled station wagon would soon roll into the driveway. Stubbing out a cigarette in the ashtray, he turned then pocketed the keys before slipping out and heading door-ward. He was dressed in his typical ubiquitous layers, and his features were characteristically blank as he rapped neatly on the door. While waiting, he stooped to unlace his shoes in preparation.
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:49:14 PM)
*She refilled Bella's cup, and handed it to her* Please? I will even bring the IVs here so you can see that I am not lying. I want you two to have fun, and release and relax.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:50:04 PM)
((The front door is open, but the screendoor is closed. It's easy to see Isabella, Julia and Robin out on the patio out back))
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:50:31 PM)
"IVs? That's kinda creepy." She says quietly.
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:50:33 PM)
(9arg, brb again))
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:51:14 PM)
Your hang over is caused by dehydration. If I give you an IV, you are hydrate, sometimes, super hydrated, which will make you pee alot, but you will be completely hang over free.
Darren Coleman (Nov 3, 2011 11:52:34 PM)
He would have rapped anyway, on the screen door's frame, and then peered a bit. Brow furrowed, he reluctantly pulled the door open and stepped inside. Arranging his sneakers neatly by the door, he padded across to the patio entrance, taking no pains to go unnoticed on his approach.
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:53:33 PM)
She thinks about it, and nods, "Creepy. I can be IV free." She smiles, "Don't worry."
Isabella Perez (Nov 3, 2011 11:54:26 PM)
Arching her back, she peers over the back of her chair at the sound of the footsteps, then smiles. "Darren. Welcome. We're just having a few dozen drinks. Join us?"
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:57:02 PM)
It won't hurt, I am very skilled with them. *She laughed, and patted Robin's thigh lightly*
Darren Coleman (Nov 3, 2011 11:57:12 PM)
He blinked, possibly at the word 'dozens', but nodde slowly and moved out onto the patio. He unslung the messenger bag on his way to a seat and took it; at some point, the Fiend had been healed of the damage he'd suffered, because tonight he moved with his typical grace. "Is there a reason that we are drinking, or is alcoholism simply quite prevalent amongst the Elohim of New Orleans?" His eyes strayed to Robin, and in a complete non-sequitur, he offered a slim smile. "Please call me Darren."
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:58:00 PM)
"Ah haha." She laughs nervously, wiping the fingers from her thigh. "Look! More people!" She stands and offers a hand to him, "Robin."
Robin Starr (Nov 3, 2011 11:58:09 PM)
(laundry take 2! 10 mins!)
Julia Mackison (Nov 3, 2011 11:58:27 PM)
Is there a reason not to? If you wish to judge, leave. *She went from being completely calm, and happy, to almost about ready to unleash the power she had shown the other night.*