Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 4:44:53 AM)
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Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:44:58 AM)
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Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 4:45:07 AM)
( You like my description? : )

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:45:29 AM)
((I do. I told you that, remember?))

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 4:45:41 AM)
( No, no, room description! )

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 4:46:17 AM)
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Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:46:26 AM)
((Oh! Nice. Darren...))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:46:32 AM)
((Read the room's description))

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 4:46:54 AM)
((Oh cool, we're in Darren's neighborhood))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:47:48 AM)
*The auto shop were Jeff worked was, actually, in just such a bad part of town, and he had to cross an even worse, gang-ridden territory to go home. And tonight he actually decided to walk. Then again, it seems Jeff is either respected or feared in this neighbourhood. The bad elements seem to know enough to leave him alone while he walks.*

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 4:49:04 AM)
So! Amanda was walking in the middle of the goddamn night in an area of town that no person should go without a gun and no person would go if they had any good sense about them. But for those who belonged to this underdark of a lifestyle found it easier to navigate than most, although no less dangerous. The status of the streetlights as hit-and-miss at best, and at the mouth of each alley was the scent of urine and despair. A soundtrack of distant domestic violence accompanied her along her path.

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 4:52:03 AM)
*Jeff quickly tags the girl as a junky... maybe a junky prostitute... But he notices she looks too good for that, most likely... He doesn't pay a lot of attention to her, he sees junkies every day around here... But he does feel a bit of sorrow at the wasted potential.*

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 4:52:56 AM)
Perhaps it was vestiges of Darren's life- perhaps it was some practical intution on Nimor's part. Even more likely were the instinctive ties to darkness that one of its architects followed. Whatever the reason, the same no man's land that Jeff braved and Amanda dared was -home- to the Neberu. He emerged from an alley with his hands tucked in his pockets and his messenger bag slung over his shoulder. His reflective aviators were in place as well, and together with his drawn hood rendered him quite ubiquitous and hard to recognize (unless one could do so by the outfit). He moved as if he belonged, not as if he hard earned respect or notoriety.

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 4:53:09 AM)
he claimed hard earned*

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 4:56:19 AM)
Amanda ascended a small concrete stair to a set of tall apartments that were falling apart. The door faced streetside, and it was easy to see her approach it and knock with the side of her fist. "Hey! S'me! Open the door!" Thumpthumpthump! "Hey!" There was movement from inside the house, and the door opened just long enough for an arm to reach out and grab Amanda and pull her inside. It didn't seem as though she were unwilling at all. Prostitute or drug deal. Maybe both. How long she spent in there would really be the indicate for which.

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:00:01 AM)
It was the voice that gave Darren pause, and he glanced ahead and across the street quickly enough to catch a glimpse of her and reconcile her appearance with his memory of her vocal patterns. He paused in his movements, brow furrowing, then glanced quickly around before ducking across the street. He was no white knight intent on tearing her out of the dragon's den, but he would get close enough to act if need be. Slipping into the shadows of a nearby alley, he waited; of course, his jaunt across the street could have easily been noticed by Jeff. Maybe half the street lights were out, but the Fiend was dressed -identically- to the way he had been when the Malefactor had first met him.

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:01:52 AM)
*Jeff might not fear this neighbourhood, but he's no fool to walk in it without being alert. So, of course he notices Darren and his reaction. He puts one hand in his jacket's pocket, making sure his gun is in easy reach, and walks towards Darren. Reaching him, he says* Darren. You're acting weird.

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:03:12 AM)
His head tilted slightly as he regarded the man he'd met the other evening. "This is actually quite normal for me," he offered in his toneless way.

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:03:44 AM)
Really? So, just taking a stroll and hiding in a shadowed alley, for no reason, is routine?

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 5:03:51 AM)
It didn't take long inside before there were some sounds that might indicate a scuffle along with some muffled voices that indicated a tense discussion but not clear enough to really hear the details. This was followed by a moment of silence.

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:03:56 AM)
*He sounds like he might actually believe that one.*

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:04:20 AM)
*But the sounds from inside distract him* Looks like the pretty girl found her trouble.

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 5:05:29 AM)
The silence didn't last long. The door burst open long enough for Amanda to spill from inside the rundown interior and stumble gracelessly down the small stair that let out to the cracked sidewalk. She let out a breath of relief as the door closed behind her. Victory! The whole exchange was maybe a couple minutes at best.

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:06:14 AM)
"Everytihng save for having no reason, yes." A hint of a smirk twisted his lips. "Yes, that would be the reason I spoke of. Please be quiet." His own hand shifted into his messenger bag as he shifted close to gauge where the noise was coming from.. but then he heard Amanda emerging instead. Removing his hand from his bag, he moved out into the light in virtual silence.

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:07:02 AM)
*Jeff, for now, just watches from the alley. If they start talking and he cannot hear, he'll come closer.*

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:10:59 AM)
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Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:18:06 AM)
((Maybe she ODed...))

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:18:21 AM)
((lol))

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:18:34 AM)
((or fell asleep at the keyboard))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:18:45 AM)
((Yup))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:18:51 AM)
((I'm laggy, too))

Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 5:22:32 AM)
( Sorry, going to be a bit. )

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:22:39 AM)
((No worries))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:28:38 AM)
((Oops, I have to go. I'll meet Amanda IC some other time. Just assume Jeff stays out of the way and lends what protection his presence nearby can lend.))

Jeff Pines (Nov 6, 2011 5:28:50 AM)
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Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:29:14 AM)
((I'm actually just gonna call it an early night and capitalize on daylight saving xD. Another time!))

Darren Coleman (Nov 6, 2011 5:29:17 AM)
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Moses Lee Gale (Nov 6, 2011 7:23:09 AM)
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Moses Lee Gale (Nov 6, 2011 7:23:14 AM)
(you still here?)

Moses Lee Gale (Nov 6, 2011 7:38:08 AM)
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Amanda Reimmer (Nov 6, 2011 7:38:23 AM)
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Moses Lee Gale (Nov 6, 2011 7:42:31 AM)
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