Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:21:14 AM)
(This user has entered Cyber Cafe) (IP = 71.72.102.160)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:21:27 AM)
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Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:22:21 AM)
((apropriately named for a garou male and 2 kin of his tribe))
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:22:48 AM)
(( LoL ))
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:23:02 AM)
Darya is seated at a table by herself working on her computer answering emails and as well using her photoshop to touch up some Images she's taken. She's normally seen wearing a black pair of jeans and shirt, on this night with a pair of black sneakers. She seems slightly depressed at times once in a while her hand would brush up against the air like a bug was bothering her, but it could have been something else that was gnawing at her to get her attention.
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:23:10 AM)
(PERV)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:23:18 AM)
(( Yeah well Hopful Darya would put out for steven more than Cossie does))
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:23:26 AM)
(ROFL)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:24:37 AM)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:24:44 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:24:56 AM)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:25:19 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:25:35 AM)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:25:54 AM)
Cosette Alder (Aug 10, 2010 12:25:57 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:27:03 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:27:49 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:29:51 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:35:17 AM)
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Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:41:48 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:43:47 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:45:28 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:48:08 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:49:06 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:51:22 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:53:33 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 12:58:17 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 12:59:20 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:01:34 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:02:07 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:05:02 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:06:57 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:12:20 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:13:16 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:14:34 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:15:32 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:20:04 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:20:26 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:20:52 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:21:26 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:21:58 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:23:53 AM)
auggy (Aug 10, 2010 1:24:54 AM)
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Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:30:54 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:31:13 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:31:45 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:32:06 AM)
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Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:34:32 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:42:46 AM)
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Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:45:23 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:46:53 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:47:58 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:48:02 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:49:08 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:49:31 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:50:48 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:52:24 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:52:37 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:52:43 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:53:57 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:55:56 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 1:57:42 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 1:58:30 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 1:59:14 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 2:00:12 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 2:00:46 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 2:01:48 AM)
Steven Vincent (Aug 10, 2010 2:01:56 AM)
Darya Ivankov (Aug 10, 2010 2:02:04 AM)
Kitten (Aug 10, 2010 2:02:06 AM)
"Ugh can't you see Im busy at the moment? " Talking to no one in particular
(( You know I think I am going jet. I have work in the morning))
(aww sure run out when she's talking ot herself. ROFL)
(( I know I am sorry damn job. Damn me needing pay check and stuff!))
((my fault got stuck presanctioning characters *Shakes fist at Darya*))
(( night folks))
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(Is innocent)
*Steven didn't own a laptop, he didn't drink coffee, he wasn't entirely sure why exactly he was here, maybe a bottle of water or something. Damn wraiths and their Serendipity*
She glanced over at the door spotting someone coming through it, She eyed him up and down and shrugs and goes back to her computer and once again a ghost near by is bugging for her attention.
*Steven ordered a bottle of water at the counter and looked around the room a bit. He spotted Darya and barely noted her breeding. He walked over and smiled* You new here?
blinks up at Steven nice a normal person approaching her instead of something not seen by the norms. " I beleive I am. Im Darya Ivankov, and you are? "
Steven Vincent, own a small pawnshop down the road some. You just looked real familiar. Maybe you have a father or brother or someone I know of. *he carefully worded his questions to protect the veil. But also made it seem he was interested in her family.*
"You might know my mother she's Govenor of Navada Helene Lenvski"
"My fathers name is Borislav Lenevski. " (God spelt the last name wrong the first time.. )
Oh I've heard of him, some sort of grounds keeper or something..* he looked for the fly that's been bugging her. but didn't see it* Maybe you wanna take a bit of a walk some time.
"I'd love too, been too loud in this place for some reason. " She stood up and packed away her laptop and placed it into her bag and grabbed her water bottle. " Where too?"
Don't matter around the block or something should work. *he waited for her to finish packing and held the door open for her*
She followed him and smiled as he opened the door. " thank you, you're too kind. "
I've had a good teacher in such things. *completely true.. Cosette wouldn't have dared walked through the door unless he held it for her. Once they were alone he continued to talk a bit more so where it was safe* Thunder in the distance. Hiddenmoon of the Shadowlords.
"I see how you knew my father. He's a good man as well protector. "
*he nodded* Do you have a protector here in the big easy?
"acutally i do not. I just arrived yesterday and im trying to settle in. "
Good I found you. *he continued on the walk* There's been a small group recruiting kin to follow some heinous purpose. Now myself I have my Mate and a few charged to my protection. Given the situation, it would probably be a good idea that I check in on you as well.
She nods. " Whats this recruting kin stuff ? " It got her interest but not enough to go looking into it.
Some garou skinner. I don't know all the details, but I know that there is one dead kin, and another one missing. The Local sept has all kin reporded in by their protectors.
"Ahh ok, So what does this mean for me? I do run a small business, well trying to get it set up here looking for a place thats reasonable to purchase. "
If you need a place to stay, my Mate has a spare bedroom or 2 for now. Feel free to come to do your business thing as usual. Just give me a call if something odd comes up.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a card and handed it to him. " My email and phone number are on that.. " The card reads paranormal investigator.
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(we'er outside walking around talking Lol)
*he eyed it carefully then eyed her some. He wasn't about to tell this kin there were no such things as ghosts, but he wouldn't do that first time he met her. Besides, it might be a scam, and he was all about that* Profitable?
*Kitten works on a bit of gum and carrys a battered leather purse in a small hand, sleepy and walking to the windows of the cafe, leaning in to look at the prices for time*
"I do this for free for others that have issues with things that go bump in the night. I would never dream of charging anyone. Those who charge are the ones that are fake. "
*The silver fang kinfolk bites her lower lip and steps back to the glass, for the moment paying little attention to Steven and Darya, lost in her own world as she opens her purse and considers what is inside*
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(pokes at steven)
((sorry getting blasted on skype)
You got to pay the bills right? I mean how do you make that?
"I use my own money and money is nothing to me im well off for the rest of my life. "
She glances over at Kitten a moment watching her before turning her attention back to steven.
*At last shakeing her head and stepping back as if decieding the prices for an hour are a little too steep given whatever the young woman saw in her purse, glanceing to Darya and offering a small shy smile and a tiny wave before glanceing down the street*
*She walks away from the cafe with a slow feline streach, spitting the bit of gum into a wrapper and dropping it into a trashcan on the way*
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*after the obviously fang kin started to make her leave he turned to to Darya.* Hold on a second. *he waved the fang kin over* Hey, come here for a moment.
*Kitten gives Steven a momentarly skittish look, like a wild animal approched too quickly.. but he's hansom and not huge and scary like some werewolves so she hestates and walks closer on her high heels, a small smile yet still staying outside of easy grabby-reach* Yes sir? Is there something I can help you with?
She nods and glanced over at Kitten the smile still on her face but her hand goes up as if she was brushing a bug away but it wasn't a bug, the air around darya is slightly cooler then the norm.
*A tiny shiver, fishnet well suited to the warmth of the Lousiana evening but Darya's chill enough to make Kitten hug herself lightly, rubbing her arm and glanceing to Darya then to Steven again*
Steven Vincent, Thunder in the distance. Cliath ragabash of the Shadowlords. I noticed your obviious breeding. Have you met with Hans yet?
Ah!.. No Sir. Rhya *Meekly lowering her gaze, teeth biteing her lower lip, body lanauge closeing a little more* I.. I'm kinda new in town. I'm sorry. I diden't realize I was in anybody's terrtory
*Kitten's hand reachs down, tugging gently at the dark skirt on her slender hips, pulling the hem a touch lower timidly as if afraid a tatoo had been flashed, suddenly remebering* Ah, I'm Kitten, Sir. You know about.. my tribe and stuff
She remains quiet and watches them noting Kittens body language and shook her head a bit, poor thing was scared out of her wits of Steven.
well, I can take you to meet your tribal leader assuming he's around
As you wish, Sir..I mean. I'm very sorry to be an inconveinece. If you tell me where to go I'll go, if it's a bother.. *Eager to please but shy and nervous, risking a glance up though long eyelashs to try and juge Steven's mood and expresson*
I can take you there myself actually. *steven looked up hans number in his digital roladex While he hadn't actually talked to the fang tribal elder. He made sure to get the number from one of the guardians incase something came up that concerned the fang elder.* -phone Hey Hans, I think i found one of yours over at the Cyber Cafe on
*Expects to be delivered to some low level person.. maybe another kinfolk.. knowing he's talking to an elder would probely scare the hell out of her. The young kinfolk standing by, nodding to Steven and standing obdently by, when he's on the phone trying to offer a small hand to Darya* I'm Kitten, it's nice to meet you
she smiled and shook the kins hand. " Nice to meet you. Im Darya. "
Ok be there in a bit *Click he hung up the phone.* Ok we'll make a trip to the sept now. There's my car *he pointed to the 2004 Jaguar XJ8 and got the doors for the two kinfolk* Come along now we can't keep him waiting.
Are you like Steven? *Asking shyly, then nodding obdently to Steven, suprised when he gets the door and offering him a bright smile, slideing into the tiny backseat of the sportcar, one hand holding her skirt, smoothing it carefuly to avoid flashing the garou and buckleing up, not wanting to get anybody a ticket*
She steps in first and took her seat in the front and waited for him.
*after they got in the car he closed their doros fastened his seatbealt and headed for the sept. It was quite a drive about 20 to 25 minutes away*
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