Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 10:43:12 PM)
(This user has entered Fin McCool's Irish Pub) (IP = 58.169.190.218)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:43:26 PM)
alright gimme a second and I'll set the scene
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 10:43:55 PM)
*sits back and waits with antici.............................pation*
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:48:50 PM)
If there ever was a group of people the Sicilian could tolerate it was the Irish. Perhaps that’s why he left his home and found himself at Fin McCool’s late Sunday evening. Then again there was a Saint’s game on the myriad of flat screen televisions that lined the seedy joint. Also he hadn’t heard from a particular ghoul who was looking into some information for him out and about New Orleans proper. Still without a guarantee that he was going to find Ryan he dialed a number before stepping into the lime green corner building. Anna might have thought it was a ghost from her past calling she hadn’t heard from him in a month or so. He invited her out for a drink, nothing more. Whether there was more to it he didn’t hint at. Before she could offer an argument about meeting him he told her to and I quote “get her boney ass in a cab and get the hell down here” before barking the address and snapping the phone closed. Shaking his head he chuckled and muttered “kids.” Before flicking his smoke away and stepping insid
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 10:53:59 PM)
*Arriving second of course had it's benefits, and allowed Anna to slip up behind him with that dance like grace she posessed. Dark forest green peasant blouse slipping off her left shoulder, the chestnut curls fell down around her shoulders as she paused behind him and considered his back pocket for a long moment. The natural mischief dancing behind her eyes she folded one arm over her stomach and paused for a moment to take stock of the situation, before her free hand slipped out and she quite shamelessly attempted to pick his pocket.* (Shall I roll for it?)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:55:00 PM)
(if ya want)
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 10:56:03 PM)
(wow... 9 successes, not even I expected that)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:56:18 PM)
(she's a better pick pocket then he is haha)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:57:07 PM)
(left or right pocket?)
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 10:57:32 PM)
(Either :) You pick.)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:58:12 PM)
(alright, she'd feel a lighter, a pocket knife and a coin. and it's his left pocket.)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:59:26 PM)
12/05/11 03:59:04 Nero Gaspare rolls 2 dice vs. diff of 6 to Preception + Alertness: 5, 1 : Botch!
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 10:59:44 PM)
(by the way so she could take the coat as well.. his head.. probably the bar and he wouldn't notice =D)
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:00:31 PM)
*The coin palmed in her right hand she smiles and reaches out with her left to tap him on the shoulder with a light touch, her voice seeming to come out of nowhere with that whimsical tone and eastern European accent that marked her a stranger in foreign lands.* Hey there Nero. You requested my bony ass?
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:00:34 PM)
(lol)
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:06:56 PM)
“You live around the corner or something?” He wasn’t outside for more than ten minutes, now he was starting to think that Mikhail was having him shadowed. Stuffing a smoke between his lips he allowed them crack into a smile as he glanced around to check out her hip. Alright, maybe it aint as boney as I remember. Come on, you want a drink?” He started walking again but kept his eyes faintly on her as he walked to a table and settled down.
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:08:00 PM)
(if she inspected the coin at all it is a rather interesting coin at that. little heavy and appears to be silver. some markings and a guys face on the coin. looks antiquated)
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:10:21 PM)
Not far. *The smile lingers around her lips as she follows him to the table, the weight of the coin felt in her palm as it rests comfortably there.* You know how it goes Nero, a couple of rooftops and you get to avoid the traffic. Besides which, you know exactly where I live by now or you're not nearly half the rogue I take you for, which would be dissapointing. *Taking a seat, her legs cross as she leans back and looks to him, her eyes a startling green in contrast to the warm brown he remembered.*
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:15:56 PM)
“No, actually I don’t know where you live. Sorry to disappoint” he added with a genuine smile as he looked her over. Now it didn’t take much to notice the shift in eye color He motioned with a hand as a few patrons walked past them “Contacts huh?” Dipping his hand into his pocket he searched for the lighter and extra second as if something was avoiding his grasp then finally procured it to light his smoke. Taking a long pull, the thin cloud loomed around him as he leaned in to the table, the seat scooting along with his form. “But maybe that’s just my ‘play’ maybe I’m not a rogue at all. Maybe I’m just a genuine nice guy caught up in shit he can’t possibly control. “Leaning back he offered a small comment, he wasn’t sure how he’d take it but Nero seemed as different as she was. “Kinda like you.”
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:21:40 PM)
I took the contacts out. *She shakes her head a little, her eyes drifting away from him and accross the room.* I was only meant to be here for a little while, things just got complicated, but you know that sad little tale already. *Smiling again she looks back to him, with that strange almost fae gesture that always hinted at her mind being at least partly elsewhere.* Well if you are just a genuinely nice guy and not a rogue at all then you should of course run from this city as fast as you can, while you still can. You won't of course, because we both know you're a rogue whether you want to be or not... in fact that's likely exactly why you do like me.
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:27:32 PM)
“Well. “ he started before stuffing the smoke between his lips before letting a smile slip over his lips “Let’s say you are correct on some of your assumptions about me there is one thing you are off on. I don’t prefer women like me, last one I met. Well you know my sad story as well.” Pulling the smoke out he let out a thin breath away from her and continued “It suits you better anyway. I don’t know why you’d hide such a beautiful color. I wish I had something other than brown. “As for your advice I wish I could heed it but, well let’s just say that like yourself, I’m not guaranteed as much time as others, like Mikhail.” He offered the name to get the elephant out in the open. He wanted to try and reassure her but even he was only a bit more comfortable around the other Ravnos “Has he been treating you well? I told him to be nice.”
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:34:20 PM)
*She winces, the expression a momentary tightening of the eyes before the lurking smile becomes noticably wider and leans forwards, her elbows resting upon the table before her, with one hand laying flat upon it's surface and the other supporting the side of her face.* They're memorable, you see. You shift from place to place as often as I did and well without a regular source of income, sometimes there are needs to borrow this or that, the idea is to remain as unremarkable as you can. It's all about flying underneath the radar my mad Roman Emperor. *The remarkable green eyes remaining fixed upon him she pauses for a moment, simply holding his gaze before her voice softens a fraction becoming more gentle.* You keep telling me you're not like him Nero, why do you do that?
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:42:21 PM)
He kept a smile upon his lips till she questioned his intentions. His features didn’t sour to the question so much he took a second to contemplate her question. “I want you to know we’re not all heartless and horrible. Am I just like him on several basic levels, sure. However, there are also things that separate us.” He pulled his eyes from her as he leaned forward to stuff the cigarette out. “What do you want to hear that I care about you?” His eyes peered up from the ashtray before leveling evenly as he sat back. “You don’t deserve any of this, sure, you don’t deserve to deal with him. “ Drawing a false breath he took a pause before restarting his thought pattern. “I do need you to get a message to him, actually if you want you can help but I need you to be careful about it. Not only will he have my ass about it but you can get in real trouble. Real trouble.” His features grew stern as he emphasized the words again.
Anna Karenin (Dec 4, 2011 11:48:21 PM)
*She watched him closely for a moment, he moved from topic to topic so quickly it was almost as though he wanted to keep her confused; either that or stop her from replying. Looking away and to a nearby waitress she ordered two vodka doubles, taking a moment to steady her thoughts before leaning back in her chair once more. It was all cat and mouse, at least this part of it she understood, this part of it made some semblence of sense.* I thought that might be why you called me, after all he does refuse to use a phone. I can pass on messages, I might even be able to help you, though I'm wary of promising in case I do more harm than good. How deeply have you gotten yourself entangled?
Nero Gaspare (Dec 4, 2011 11:52:56 PM)
With her inquisition he just allowed a thin smirk spread across his lips before retorting “You might be in the ballpark with something’s kiddo, but don’t ever assume you have the royal’s address when it comes to me.” He tugged on the left lapel of his coat to adjust it. “That’s not the only reason either, but he’s either too old or stubborn to carry a phone and we need to talk.” Nero glanced around before speaking up he wasn’t going to give any information away just a request. “Tell him it’s important we need that tape. If we’re going to get other things rolling then I think it best we get back what some of our friends took from him. He should get serious about finding this video tape. We find that we’ve got leverage and that’s never a bad thing. Tell him I’m going to try and angle the Blue’s singer, she looks like another girl playing for the ‘away’ team. She might be able to help us in the purchase.”