Spring Time New York 2015

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Two months had passed since Acacia Lucas walked out on him. Two solid painful fucking months. He'd returned to Egypt..albeit by force, or as Raven had said. He would have buried his beloved city in snow and ice...over her. Gods he had needed to re-evaluate his past, present and future. Therapy, it was! Who knew? Anything had be better than being confined in the bowels of the House..until he could pull his own head out of his ass as Raven put it.

Therapy of course, took on different forms. First off, it was getting his sister back. Kenya...had left that same day. Not a word from her, beyond his breaking her heart and making her sick. He'd thought she'd just been pissed and would get over it. After his confinement, he'd tried to see her at the temple, only to be turned away. Told she was on some sort of errand for the Beloved, one excuse after another until he finally lost his patience and held a priest off the temple rooftops and learned his baby sister...did not want to see him. She had no use for some pale imitation of the Second Door to Sin, One Half the Gods of Seduction. Her hero and beloved brother...no longer existed and what was left could rot in the Ninth Ring of Hell.

He was pretty sure, that was as classic a curse from a temple priestess as one could get and it finished off the job Acacia had started. He'd almost dropped the guy he'd been so crippled by Kenya's words. His...Kedi. He'd lost her, the one person in who's eyes he'd never do wrong..other than Kejar. Shit. She'd always..just understood and accepted them..as they were. No bitching, no whining, no fussing, no manipulating. She'd just ask why and once given an answer, perhaps a short debate over options..but in the end..what's done was done. Right or wrong.. Kenya just moved forward. He'd been so absorbed in his own shit..he never saw her moving...right the hell out of his life until she slammed the door so soundly on him.

He'd gotten so damn desperate he'd reached out to Kejar who hadn't heard from her either. At least on this one topic they could agree..getting her back in their lives was paramount. The whole eliminating them from her life was unacceptable. Still, here it was. Two months later and she'd yet to really speak to him. He should thank the Gods he'd gotten her to return to the Lair. Granted, Raven did order her to stop giving them the cold shoulder and set an example for the Twin Gods of Idiocy to follow on their road to redemption. It was a start. Right?

Kenya became his lead bartender, he'd gotten her to agree to at least stay in the suites a floor below his and Kejar's penthouse, where she'd originally been with Callista and Adratha. He'd had the place completely renovated for her. A new start for them all, so to speak. A start, with so many miles to go. Stealing a glance at her, he watched her mingle with a couple of the regulars. Her laughter didn't sound the same to him. Not like it used be. Why? He'd be two steps from building up the balls to try and ask her. Yet, the moment she met his gaze, it was like she was looking a perfect stranger. Just..empty. It stopped him cold every time.

The rare occasion something did happen in the bar, she was over the bar in an instant and right by his side. But again, so close and yet so far. The moment it was settled, where they'd used to bump fists at least and share a smile..he was met with her back returning to her bar. Ironic, the one good thing about her behavior, it gave him ample time to watch her, to realize his sister had changed long before she'd walked out on him two months ago. Kenya hadn't been right long before that. What irked the hell out of him, was why he still didn't know what had happened and why he never noted it before? He really had his own head shoved so far up his own ass, he never saw his sister fall apart.

His attention shifted as the door slung open from the lobby as Hunter Weiss and Syrus Knightfall entered the Lair. Tejar watched the two head straight for the bar, to Kenya. Never ceased to amaze him how those two acted around a pretty face. Leaning against the wall, he watched them, folding his arms over chest. His hair had grown a bit longer and was worn mainly in a half tail. His cuffs still signified him as part of the House of Lords, shined brightly. Time spent at home had done wonders for him physically. The rest may still be a hot mess, but on the outside, none would be the wiser. 'any new leads?' Alec asked him. The Russian had returned for a bit, system updates or something. Tejar wasn't exactly sure, but happy to see the man nonetheless. 'Not a one..what about you?' He responded. Tejar had resorted to literally having his own sister investigated. Hunter and Syrus were still coming up with nothing on her. Granted, they were new, and Kenya was just being selective, just about every other woman would all but sell thier mother's house from under them when it came to their attentions. It was damn near hilarious to watch.

Alec stood beside him and chuckled. 'Kinda like watching you and Kejar work a room.' Tejar smirked. 'No..not at all..' Slide of eyes to Alec. 'you know damn well, we never struck out.' Turning on heel, he headed into the office so that they could talk. Tejar took a seat and opened the file on his desk. Alec laughed snagging a beer. 'You sure they're trying...doesn't sound like a good idea to fuck the boss' sister.' Tejar arched a brow at him. There was that, however then again one never really knew how far one would go if the price was right. 'Maybe.' Alec frowned at him. 'Seriously, Tejar.. its me..I know the situation with Kenya is killing you. Even you're not that much of a bastard to set her up like that. That woman adores the ground you and Kejar walk on. She'll come around. She finally got it all off her chest..the shit you two have pulled over the years..finally made her snap. Give her time.'

Tejar regarded him in silence for a bit. 'Its more than that. Something happened to her, something major and I missed it. She's not the same girl I knew..I raised...' Alec shook his head cutting him off. 'Of course not, that little girl grew up, Tej..like Annabelle did. We can't force them back to being little princesses and coming to us to be knights to save the day.' Tejar snorted. 'kenya was never...ever...a princess.' Hunter and Syrus strolled into the office and nodded to Tejar. 'No shit. Tough little tart that one.' Tejar watched as the men settled on the couch, one tossing a beer to the other. 'shot down again?' Tejar grinned as Hunter made a low whistle and exploding sound. 'What was it this time?' Alec asked. Syrus leant back and laughed. 'She'd have a better time with a battery dead vibrator..' that had them all choking. 'Ouch.'

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Hunter shifted his attention back to Tejar. 'We set for tonight?' He inquired as he eyed Syrus, then Alec. With that simple question, his second issue was brought to the table. His beloved city was in chaos. The Italian and Russian mobs had lost thier damn minds. The Yakuza was spreading out locking down every Asian area in the five boroughs and...thanks to a little help from his Beloved..a new threat arose. The things that go bump in the night....were bumping off people like a friggin plague. Pinning down a source had already begun and had yet to reveal a damn thing. The killings had been random, sporatic at best. It was the manner in which they were done that left the evidence, if you knew what to look for.

Tejar set the file back on the desk and stood up. The gun taken from his desk was tucked in the back of jeans as once again his office door opened and Kenya stepped in, tugging the elbow length gloves up on slender arms. 'sorry...shift change took a bit longer than expected.' She murmured before lifting those void black eyes to him. The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Were they all thinking the same thing..save for Alec..if she wasn't his sister, they'd all fuck her senseless in a heartbeat? He'd actually come to like the micro-braids that her hair had been woven into. Catch her at the right time, a quick turn and it was like a hundred or so tiny little whips lashing across your chest. A slow nod given her as he cleared his throat a bit. The four of them left the Lair, with Alec heading up to the offices of the building. Command Central as he called it.

In the garage, Tejar slid on to his Ducati, handing a helmet over shoulder to Kenya who settled behind him. Her arms slid about his waist moments later. Closing his eyes briefly, he fought the urge to place a hand over hers. Instead, he slid his own helmet on and started the bike. Flanked by Wiess and Knightfall, they raced down the streets. 59th Street Bridge they met up at. From there, they'd split off into two teams. For now, the City was under his control. It was the rest of New York that was spiralling out of control. The clubs in Queens were being covered by Tejar and Kenya, while Wiess and Knightfall covered Brooklyn. A nod given, before they split off in seperate directions.

Forty minutes later, Tejar watched over Kenya as she leant over the bar, curling a lock of braids about fingertips, blowing a bubble with her gum, before the giggle as it burst. The guy beside her was murmuring something. He had about three seconds to get his hand off her ass before he broke it. What the hell was she doing? He's seen her shoot down guys for less? His eye started to twitch as she scooted closer to the creep, wiggling her ass against his hand. His right hand was damn near white as ten minutes later, he was following her out the back of the bar, where the maggot was groping her up against the wall. 'KENYA!' The brat wouldn't get near him or anyone else..and this guy was damn near devouring her? The short man did a double take. 'tha's the brother huh..' He squinted at Kenya, then looked up at Tejar and back again.

Kenya smirked a bit as Tejar exhaled. 'Adopted.' They sang in unison. 'Now get your filthy hands off her...tits.' His left eye was twitching fiercly as the man was still groping her..with both hands and drooling. 'but...but they're soooo big and bouncy...' Tejar glared at the man who was no ignoring him completely trying to get Kenya's shirt up. 'bouncy bouncy bouncy..' he sang aloud. The man was in crazy. No doubt about it. Sorry for his lot, but Tejar was still gonna kill him in about two seconds.

His sister's giggle had him shooting a glare at him. 'You really did sleep through all those lessons..we had as kids didn't you.. you don't know what he is..do you, Tejar?' Kenya smiled as she slid a hand about the guy's shoulder. 'He's a treasure troll..a little demon..that..finds treasures..' The damn thing looked up at him and stuck his tongue out at him. Tejar could have choked the hell outta him. For the next twenty minutes he was forced to stand there while the little shit fondled his sister's breasts and literally threw up at the mouth. More and more, of the 'otherkin' were finding their way into this world. Kenya remained silent as if she went somewhere else in her head and didn't give the first indication she was aware of the hands on her.

Where are you, Kedi? His mind wandered. He hadn't seen that lifeless look in her eyes since...he frowned. Kitten's betrayal and the House fell. She returned to herself..when the troll gifted her with a huge sapphire and a means to reach him so he could see her again. Over his dead body! Tejar had to drag the woman away who was blowing kisses back at him. She loses her mind over frigging jewel. Damned thieves. At least they'd gotten something out of it. Question was what to do now?

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Tejar Kabal: Tejar eyed her. 'So.. all this time and you don't know her either. According to said Scribe...I'm the one who screwed up everything. I dumped her, mind you.. she handed me a 500 page dear john letter..renouncing..just about everything from A-Z that had to do with anything and everything I hold dear.

A Dark Mystique ‘JAI” : -- Smirking she would look upon him. Pulling her legs up she crossed them and settled crossed leg, indian style in the chair. Roll of her dark eyes.--"Oh for petes sake. Really? Everything is not your fault. Last time I checked. ANY type of relationship took effort on both sides and both people taking responsibility for their actions. Not always pawing if off on one person. Course I do not know her that well. Each death she comes back a little different. I am tired of trying to kiss ass to please people. SOoo your dumped again eh? Or will be if you do not walk her tune as she whistles it? Oh please always trying to live for everyones expectations never turns out well."

The echo of a chat with the Dark Gypsy…so it..it hadn’t been a dream at all. Hell.
Tejar rolled over, flinging an arm over the side of the side of the couch and promptly fell off the thing. Another reason, he rarely used furniture. It never worked when he was completely trashed out of his mind. Dragging himself into the shower he slid down the wall and canted his head back under the spray. What the hell had he had to drink? Funny how one question brought back so many answers that had nothing to do with the original question.
Acacia.

He hadn’t seen or heard from her in two months and there she was, still using that viper’s tongue to rip him to shreds. Again and again a never ending cycle of crap; when would it end? She wanted her name on his lips, then wanted to call him a pussy when things got tough. For what? Because she didn’t like her tits hanging in his office?!
It was more than that. She didn’t get her way. He didn’t respond to her, didn’t rise to the fight she wanted to bring to him. He didn’t give her any indication he felt anything one way or another towards her. And it’d gone downhill from there.

First he’s left with no choice but to sign some 500 paged document renouncing him, his family, his name and now she’s PISSED he doesn’t have a damn thing to say to her? The memory of their standoff flashed before his eyes. Why didn’t he impale her when he had the chance. The answer was simple. He really was a wuss when it came to her or anyone he cared about. He cared way too much. Jallista had told him as much.

Hunter’s voice asking him when he’d lost his balls to a woman like that echoed in his head. Shake of head. Acacia accused him of never listening, twisting words. Trouble was he listened way to damn much. He heard every damn thing that was said. He just didn’t have the means to respond to it.

Completing his shower, he left the bathroom and face planted in his bed. Turning his head he fished out the letters she’d written him. Both tainted in blood. Flopping over he held them aloft and skimmed them over. She was bent that he told her he didn’t know her any longer. This had to end, once and for all. No matter what, in the end, she was a Kabal. That didn’t change as easily as simply slaughtering a helpless tree and filing it with a swarmy lawyer.
Putting the letters back in their place, for the life of him he had no idea why he kept them. Was it latent masochistic tendencies, a reminder of what never to do again, general stupidity?!? At this point, all of the above sounded pretty accurate. In the end, he was losing all he loved and that shit had to stop.

Blaming the dragons, blaming the House was a cop out. They were grown assed men and women. When did their lives become their own?! Belonging to the House gave them a home. It didn’t absolve them of the shit they littered their lives with. They each made their own choices, for good or bad. All they had to do was stand by each other and support them without fail.

Dressing quickly he headed out and down to the lobby. He had no idea where the hell Acacia was these days. His only option was to try her cellphone. Shar could track her, possibly Kenya. With all the crap going on at the House at the moment, both were out. Fingers slid over the speed dial. No, in truth, this was his issue. A mess that had already cost him more than he was willing to pay, and that was about to be rectified now.

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Tejar Kabal [12:34 P.M.]: ~TEXT: We need to talk. Meet in Times Square. ~ She'd no doubt beat him there. A wry twist of lips as he slid the helmet over his head and mounted his Ducati. 'teleporting tits..' A soft chuckle at the name Hunter gave her. The rev of his bike he shot out of the lot as he headed to Times Square. Weaving in out of the light traffic he'd be there soon enough.-d-

Acacia Kabal [12:42 P.M.]: Ace hadn't been to sleep yet. She'd been trying like hell to just be in the same room with herself. Getting the text from Tejar, she just pushed k and send. Taking a page out of her SHTF book in one hand and her cellphone in the other, Acacia made her way out of the crypt she'd been hiding out in via portal door to the Square. Woosh, damn she wished he hadn't picked this place. Shake of her head, phone in pocket, she moved to sit on a bench. Still dressed in the jeans and white tank of the day before, she waited, reading the paper in her hand as she did. –d

Tejar Kabal [12:47 P.M.]: The rumble of the bike reached her before he did. Rolling to a stop, he flicked the visor up and eyed her. 'waiting for a bus?' Pause and jerk of head. He didn't trust them in the slightest together. 'get on.. we can't do this here.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [12:49 P.M.]: She looked up, knowing the sound of the bike anywhere. "Something like that" Spoken quietly to his words, folding up the page and shoving it in her pocket. Damn if she didn't hesitate, trying to figure out how to get on without being all up on him. She managed, though, as much as possible. -d

Tejar Kabal [12:51 P.M.]: He didn't move. Instead he turned his head slightly. This..was why he didn't trust them at all in the city to do this. 'Hold on, Ace. You've fucked me senseless to many damn times to act like you can't stand to touch me now.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [12:54 P.M.]: Teeth clenched and she wrapped her arms around him , fingers curling into his shirt as she held on. "not wanting to touch you is not the problem" It hurt, that was the problem, being this close and knowing how he hated her right now? Yeah, it hurt like hell. But she'd just shut up and hold on. -d

Tejar Kabal [12:54 P.M.]: Once she was settled, he took off towards the Verazanno Bridge, more aptly under it. At this hour, whatever was left lurking there was more than like still passed out from the night before. Gliding through the city at this hour should have been more relaxing. He should have drove instead of taking the bike. Hindsight was so 20/20. Rolling to a spot by the water, he kicked the stand down and gently tilted the bike to the side for her to get off. Removing his helmet, he turned his face to the side to eye her. Hair still damp from shower hung about his face. 'Why did you come to the Lair last night?' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:00 P.M.]: Thankful for the wind, any tears that cropped up would be evaporated and gone without a trace by the time he stopped. Uncurling her fingers slowly, she had to use him as support to swing her leg off and dismount. Hands shoved into her hip pockets, two steps and a slow turn to face him. Her hair flittering with the breeze as she forced herself to look him in the eyes. "The bear said he hadn't seen you...that Kenya wasn't with you..and from there it became two reasons. One, ..I needed to know you could be found..after listening to Gemma talk about the lair and then the bear not seeing you..it was a fear. " Dragging in another breath she shook her head and made the truth of it come to her lips. "And I'd been looking for any reason to lay eyes on you again that didn't feel halfway selfish.." –d

Tejar Kabal [1:05 P.M.]: Gemma? Gemma Maximus? For a moment, he was kinda lost. Where the hell had she come across that woman? Caitlin! 'Kenya's at home, she's still pretty pissed at me right now. Things have been strained between us.' He supplied, then continued. 'What did Snarf and Gemma have to say?' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:08 P.M.]: "Gemma was talking to Caitlin about how their father had a plan to blow up the lair, but that was kiboshd because it's now where Caitlin lives...There's probably more to it, but that's all I heard. It was enough to make me worry. ..And the Bear was...flippant, as usual, just pointing out the fact that you weren't seen. " A roll of her eyes to look skyward, sighing with a headshake. "Probably laid out there to see if I would take the bait, come to think of it. " She looked to him again, speaking softly. "I'm
sorry things are strained with Kenya.." –d

Tejar Kabal [1:12 P.M.]: 'Don't worry about it. Its more than likely a long time in coming. I've neglected that girl for sometime now. Its my own fault I have nod idea what's going on with her. As for Gemma..mighty nice of her set that plan aside, even if its due to Caitlin.' He glanced out at the water. 'You know Snarf never gets anything right. You'd think if you were going to take the time to enchant a toy, you'd give it a brain.' A slow exhale he closed his eyes. 'As for seeing me, Ace, we both live in NY, were bound to cross paths. I shouldn't have put things like that between us. Even if its the way I felt.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:17 P.M.]: "No...no you should" This was hard, harder than she thought, but she owed it to him. Hell, she owed it to herself to be transparent with him. "I tried to tell Raven that I wasn't coming back to the house because I can't trust..them..the house..and I had trouble with my words trying to explain to him that it's ...it's inside me, the fear, that causes that" She looked down to her toes in those simple sandals and she looked back to him, pushing the words quietly past her lips. "When I get afraid...I lash out.

Tejar Kabal [1:18 P.M.]: 'I know that, its generally when I lose the ability to speak.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:20 P.M.]: It doesn't make sense and I don't know..I dont know if I will ever not be that way. And watching you walk away scared me, a lot...and Ive done nothing but lash out since then...and Im so...so sorry. Im sorry for being afraid of losing you to the point I push you away. Im sorry I put so much of me into trying to be invulnerable that I lost myself in this box I hid in. Im sorry that I keep hurting you...I don't blame you..Im not even mad, Im ...Im just terrified" -d

Tejar Kabal [1:23 P.M.]: 'Of what? Being alone?' He stopped then and opened his eyes. 'The thing is Ace, you're not alone. If that's it. We've always been there for you. Maybe we suck at showing it. Given our track record I can see why you don't trust us. Truth is, we're here when you figure it all out.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:27 P.M.]: "Im not afraid of being alone anymore...Im just afraid that I'll keep getting it wrong, keep hurting people. There's not one person I haven't hurt...it's pretty much time to own up to it that Im the problem in this. It doesn't stop me from loving you, and it won't stop me from dropping everything to reassure myself you're okay...I can't turn that part of me off either. " She wrapped her arms around her midsection and watched him for a moment. "When you wouldn't let me help you with your gunshot wound...I knew I'd made you that angry, but it felt like the one person I did trust, no longer trusted me. That's why I signed over my control over the companies...you don't need someone you can't trust running things. ." –d


Tejar Kabal [1:31 P.M.]: 'It takes two, Ace. We don't work. Not like this. For the life of me, I can't think of anything else I can do. I'm sorry, but I can't help you in this. If it helps, yes..I still care..a part of me still loves you. It may never change for me.'

Acacia Kabal [1:33 P.M.]: Well there was a quick way to make the water works overflow. She half turned, overly interested in the scenery giving a nod. "Understood.." -d

Tejar Kabal [1:34 P.M.]: He went silent for a moment. 'I was quiet because that's when I knew you really had no clue what I was saying that day. You thought I was comparing you to Toni.' A soft chuckle as he turned his face to her. 'There is no comparing any of us to one or the other. We're all different. My brother and I share the same damn face and body. We're entirely different. It had nothing to do with my shoulder. It wasn't going to kill me. Knowing you had no clue what I was saying..did more damage. I'm sorry if my silence hurt you. Shutting you out wasn't the idea, shutting out your words was.' He watched her avert her eyes from him. 'In short, I'm defenseless against them.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [1:38 P.M.]: "The quieter you got...the more afraid I got..I thought if I could just get you to fight with me, defy me, choke me...anything..anything is better than the silence" pushing the tears off her cheek, her tone steady though, she was keeping her shit together, just...springing a leak there from the overflow of emotions. She did look up at him though "I was so confused...you;d never interacted with me that way, ever. Toni was the one you trained with, fought with and ...I..that wasn't me. I don't like using my magic against you, I don't. I feel like I have it to protect, not to hurt...and..so yes, I thought you were trying to ...I dont know, ..I just don't know...I was lost. And instead of telling you that I just...fucked it up more. And the wound to your shoulder was killing me.......I caused that and you wouldnt let me fix it."

Tejar Kabal [1:41 P.M.]: 'That was the whole point, Ace. I did alot of things with Toni, I never did with you. Training aside, it was still a game.. like capture the flag, hide and go seek. With each of our abilities..its just more complex..more fun in a twisted way.’

Acacia Kabal [1:45 P.M.]: A faint smirk touched her lips. "Leave it to me to be unable to have fun"

Tejar Kabal [1:47 P.M.]: Ace, do you know how many times I've been shot at, it wasn't going to kill me to wait an hour until I could think straight again. I tried to tell you that. I just needed a moment. Or thirty. I was fine.' He paused. 'Go figure.' He shrugged a bit. -d- 'You're forgetting, I was the one who took the shot at you. By the way.'

Acacia Kabal [1:52 P.M.]: "And you forget Im selfish. It wasn't the fact that you wouldn't die, it was that I needed to show you I could fix it...that I cared.. I didn't get that you just needed a little time, I thought...you were done. ..And you shot the gun...but I didn' use my magic right...I reacted, and it caused you pain. Bad choice and someone else suffers...as usual.." She looked at him and shook her head 'You shot at me because you trusted I had the ability to stop it. To handle it. It's the same reason you didn't throw the ice last night...you knew I wouldn't stop it.." –d

Tejar Kabal [1:56 P.M.]: 'No, that's not it at all. I know damn well, you can't defend against my ice. Truth is, if was any other woman giving me hell like you do, I'd have ended you right there. Its the fact I can't. I love you, Ace. I am physically incapable of harming someone I care for. How many different ways do I have to put it? I can't stand to see you hurt. I wanted nothing more than to see you dead last night..with every word you flung at me. I wanted someone to blow your head off, since I'm the pussy Kabal that chokes when it gets tough, wasn't that what you said.' He turned his face to her. Despite the words he repeated, there wasn't any accusation in them. 'You stopped a bullet, stopping my ice when I truly wanted you gone, is another matter, Ace. Even in the heat of the moment. I'm not the one that needs proof of you caring. Of what you can do..its you. And I can't help you with that. Not any more.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [2:01 P.M.]: "I wanted you to...end me, hurt me..something. It's why I was saying those things...that picture was the only thing I could think of to ..to even start a fight. " Heavy exhale and she looked to him. "You always tell me I walk away from a fight and I...I was stupidly trying to tell you I was still in it, still in the fight. I needed you to be in it with me. You aren't a pussy, ..you aren't any of that, I just..said anything I could to try and reach you...' Fuck it, there were tears but she didn't even feel
them sliding down her cheeks. She just needed to be transparent for him, even if this was the only time she'd get that chance. Especially so. "I love you...I just don't know how to do it the right way..and for that I am more sorry than I know how to tell you...Im sorry .." -d

Tejar Kabal [2:03 P.M.]: 'Wrong fight, Ace. I'm not the one fighting you. Its you fighting yourself. You're fighting to get over a past you never deserved. Fighting to catch up with abilities you were gifted because you deserved them. Earned them even. There was never a reason to fight you..fight for you, yes. But, I guess the truth his..I can't fight you, Ace. None of us can.' -d- 'So am I, Ace. So am I.'

Acacia Kabal [2:06 P.M.]: She lifted a hand, lightly touching along his cheek "You deserved better. And I can't imagine anyone loving you more than I do...but maybe it's not a matter of more..just..doing it right. I want that for you. " And gods damn it killed her to say it "Even if it's not from me" -d

Tejar Kabal [2:09 P.M.]: He met her gaze as his hand rose to cover his cheek. Leaning forward he brushed his lips over hers. 'so do I, Ace.' Pulling back he eyed her a moment as he withdrew from her lowering his hand. 'You asked me to tell your name. I did that. It's Acacia (pronounced correctly for the first time since the day he laid eyes on her.) Grey Lucas Kabal. It always has been. That's who I loved, who we're waiting for. Ace Kabal was a part of, the bad ass with the pen and the vipers tongue..she was never the encompass of the Acacia we love. Find her Ace. Bring her back..bring her home.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [2:14 P.M.]: He'd taste the quiet sob in that brush to her lips. And damn if her heart didn't just constrict when he said her name. She looked at him, though he was blurry as hell through the veil of tears. How did she tell him that he was home? He'd always been home. When she'd run away from home it was running from him, when she came home it was to him. Did she care for the others? Yes, but they'd been a ripple effect, she found a love for them based on her heart being rooted where he was..and thus, her realization that she didn't deserve the family, on why she had yet to trust most of them and retardedly couldn't show her feelings to the rest, because of her insecurities. And yet..loose one, lose them all...it was devistating and she acted out, lashing out like a wounded animal. She slipped her hand from his cheek and shoved it in her pocket, jamming down the paper there. "I wont hurt you again...Im just going to start there and see what happens" And if that meant staying away, then that's what she'd do. –d

Tejar Kabal [2:18 P.M.]: If knew what she was thinking. Gods, he'd know exactly how far apart from them she was. For once, thank Gods he was to stupid to think to ask what she was thinking. Caring for someone because they were essentially like fungus was just plain sad.

Acacia Kabal [2:20 P.M.]: Ace basically wanted to know that she had stand alone emotions...that one thing had nothing to do with the other. Because, true or not, it was what she feared.

Tejar Kabal [2:21 P.M.]: He slid back on his bike. One last glance. Whatever went through her, siezed and gripped her all over her again, pulling her back. Looking up at the sky he closed his eyes. '525, 600 minutes , Ace. Use 'em all.' Picking up his helmet he slid it on. 'Goodbye, Ace. I'll see you around.' Kicking up the stand, he leveled the bike and nodded to her. -d-

Acacia Kabal [2:25 P.M.]: She watched him go, saying nothing. There was nothing she could say...every minute of her life from the moment she met him, she'd based her choices on what she felt about him. And that made her doubt anything and everything that grew from those emotions that she'd failed so miserably at. One hand lifted in wave...watching until he was just gone from sight. And she turned, walking. She needed to make choices that had nothing to do with him, ...maybe it would bring her home, maybe she'd find a new home. She didn't know. But she did know that while he deserved to be loved...she deserved answers, the right ones and choices made for the right reasons. –d

Tejar Kabal [2:29 P.M.]: He waited to leave until she raised a hand to wave goodbye to him. Only then did he lower the visor and turn the bike, riding off. He rode around aimlessly for awhile, just thinking. Letting his mind wander for a bit until he felt the buzz on his cellphone. Pulling over he stopped and checked it. A smirk formed. 'Ball-less leader..got a tip you maybe interested it. Bring a big gun.' Chuckle as he turned the bike in the direction of the location he needed to go. 'Hunter..you are an asshole...Gods love you.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [2:36 P.M.]: Acacia just...walked. Anonymus in NY was easy to be if you really wanted to. She walked until she found the Mall and ducked in to one of those photobooths that spit out 4 snapshots in less than two minutes. So later, much later, he'd find a white envelope on his desk and that strand of 4 pictures. Boob shots naturally. The slip of paper with the pictures simply stated. "I shouldn't have used the picture in an argument. This is my apology. And yes, not large enough for a wall. " Portals and aimless shopping later, Ace was grabbing patron and a bubble bath in her hotel. Day One, Choice One...apologize with honesty. Check. –d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Jester Dreamer Thief: The pulse quickened, growing more and more intense. Louder. Stronger. The aura it gave off was suffocating as it spread. Gemma Maximus bolted upright in her bed, screaming her head off. A running start had her slamming into the other room to check on her son. Safe. Sound asleep, thank God. Turning back in the doorway, she slid down to the floor, hand folding over face. What the hell was that essence?

Across the bridge, Torment rose over Ravyn's sleeping form, a lick to the abomination's cheek before his vision blurred. Flames. The screams of people burning. Death. Hands gripped the bedding beneath him. A glance to the Cherub floating on a small cloud beside the bed. It snored loudly and flopped over, its backside raised in the air, drooling, ignorant of the horror Torment was seeing before his eyes.

Beneath the club, Falcon had his own little sanctuary going on.Sprawled in his own bed, the phone dropped from his hand, he couldn't hear Annabelle's excited plans for returning to New York and all the cherry lollipops Ravyn owed her. He stared at the closed door to her room. It was dripping with blood, turning his face, the opposite wall ran with blood. Flashing from his room, he moved, his fangs descending. Blood. Its all he saw. Everywhere. Outside, his chargers were flipped over burning, the remains of what looked like a mass slaughter littered the grounds. Turning in a circle, its all he could see.

Nothing but blood and the echo of what sounded like a beating heart. The hidden cove eerily illuminated by the pulsing hump as it lurched and spat out another body that cackled before running off. Moments later another body emerged and ran off in another direction.

Falcon Tynes: Falcon had no idea how long he'd being laying on the ground in front of Birds. Sitting up, he frowned. Nothing..looked out of place. A nightmare? Did..vampires even have those? Weren't they..the Nightmares? Getting up he headed into the club. A tentative reach to the Elder. Silence. He'd gone to ground. Ok, that solved that. Entering the club he headed straight to the bar, and laid down on it. Eyes on the ceiling he couldn't shake that feeling something was off. Off on a level that was beyond the random shit that happened in the accursed state.-d-

Acacia Kabal : Ace was...okay. No really, she didn't understand it all herself but she was okay. Ignorant of the visions Falcon was having, Ace portaled to a spot from her hotel to outside the club. The rest of the way was on foot. She was wearing the basic little black dress and a strappy pair of Choos in blood red. Composed, to say the least, was how she entered the Birds. Drunk? No, despite the patron in the bubble bath, she didn't inhale the bottle. Not even a brow raised at seeing Falcon on the bar, she simply moved toward it, Pausing to take a lean there, arms crossed in a casual lean as she looked to him. "Corona sounds good, want shots to go with it?" –d

Falcon Tynes: "make 'em doubles. Had a shitty night.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "Sorry to hear that, want to talk about it?" Posing the question as she eased off the lean and moved around behind the bar. Two coronas uncapped and set there above his head on the bar. Then two whisket tumblers taken from the shelf, pouring those two full with at least a doubles worth of patron. -d\

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn's dreams had been rather peaceful, Torments warmth calming the demon within. Having lived in a hellish lands for most of his young life the dreams that came to him did not startle him, in truth death was second nature to the immortal. Having caused and witnessed his fair share of horrors throughout his unnatural life. Waking from freeing both Torments unease and that of Falcon he sat up. His skin a pale coloring with the hole beginning to form. The presense drawing out his inner beast even though for the moment Ravyn remained in control. Fingers slid over Torments chest soothing the angel before both of them appeared within Birds. Only could one enter Birds through magic in Ravyn's presense or with his permission.:: The angel and the demon appearing at the bar. Ravyn looking composed as he always did albiet he was unclothed.:: (D)

Acacia Kabal : Blink. ............"Drink?" That question posed to Ravyn, lifting her patron for a sip. –d

Falcon Tynes: Falcon grunted in response, a turn of head as his Elder appeared out of nowhere. And the angel. Both naked. 'ya may want to put that away, winged wonder.' The loud 'pop' as the Cherub appeared with big yawn, before its eyes bugged out of its hair and the hammer slammed down on Torment's shoulder. No no.. no need for all that to be hanging out this early! It still hadn't had it's morning ambrosia to deal with that. Torment was blessedly clothed at in a light brown shirt and brown jeans. The abomination was on his own.-d-

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn sighed.:: All of you and your addictions to remaining covered.:: Although he did chuckle since neither Torment or Falcon mentioned for him to actually get dressed. Helding his hands out the shadows in the bar extended towards the demon wrapping around his pale form making a black pair of jeans and a shirt form that did nothing to hide his navel or the hole that had formed where his heart should have been. Even know Ravyn could not take his natural human looking form.:: Blood with scotch for me and for my angel....he is rather partial to gin. (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon spared Torment a glance. 'Better make it a double. He looks like hell.' Sitting up, he moved to barstool and extended a hand to tug Ravyn by a belt loop to him. His turn. Lean and lick of tongue over Ravyn's lip. 'tell me something.. can we...dream. More specifically have nightmares.' He murmured against those sweet lips.-d-

Acacia Kabal : A little salute, setting aside her drink to get something for the angel and Ravyn. She did enjoy watching that bit of skill with the shadows, that was an interesting art. Nightmares, that was an interesting topic. One she was keeping silent on, even as she slid the drinks for Torment and Ravyn to the bar. –d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn was tugged as he opened his mouth suckling on Falcons tongue for a moment.:: Nightmares....well yes we can still dream and have nightmares. Typically our sleep is so deep we tend to not remember then, but there are times when we do.:: He said as he cocked an eyebrow:: I felt your nightmares as I did Torments it is what woke me. Although, considering my body had changed to my demonic form without my other personality surfacing it would lead me to believe they are not your typical nightmares. :: Ravyn oved his hand to pick up his drink and chuckled. Ace would only begin to learn how truly intersting Ravyn could be. There was a reason the Kabal and the Dragons alike held him on equal footing after all.:: (D)

Falcon Tynes: Torment moved to the bar eyeing Ace. As she set the drink down he extended a hand to her. 'Your hand.' He requested. Apparently, used to or oblivious to Falcon encroaching on his abomination. Instead, he focused on the one he didn't know. Falcon shifted his head as he deepened the kiss shared with his Elder. An eye cracked open as he looked at Torment. Back to licking at those lips. 'don't bother winged wonder..her names Ace. She's a bartender and my blood donor not one Lucifer's minions out on the prowl.' Torment nodded, and picked up his glass instead. 'I see, thank you for the delayed introduction, Fledgling.' Returning his attention to Ace. 'I am known as Torment.' An incline of head to her.-d-

Acacia Kabal : Human, Dragon, Kabal, feedbag..she was a nexus of things, now wasn't she? Torment's words had blue eyes leveling on him and moving to extend her hand when Falcon interrupted, Brow arched and she looked at Falcon, then back to Torment, lowering her hand to the bar and giving him a nod of dark head. "Torment.. nice to make your acquaintance" Just a tilt of hip and lean, taking up her corona for a sip. She wasn't even going to question it. –d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn chuckled shaking his head as he set down his drink settled between the two males.:: Torment is an angel who came to end me, but well fell instead. I named him such as he is now. ::He explained simply as he finished his drink.:: So what were your dreams? (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon finally tossed that shot back as he explained his dream. His hand splayed over Ravyn's abs as he pulled the vampires back up against his chest. 'I could make out the silouettes of others.. just not thier faces. You're not getting the urge to slaughter an entire state are you?' He half heartedly teased. Dip of head as he nuzzled and kissed at Ravyn's neck. In truth, Ravyn was the only one Falcon could think of who could pull off something like that. Torment nodded. 'I saw something similar, Fledgling. While it does seem likely Ravyn's work, at this point, I sense no need for such lengths in him.' Falcon glanced over Ravyn's head, clashing with Torment's dead pan gaze. 'Then its something else.' He stated flatly.-d-

Acacia Kabal : "Interesting" Commenting on the explanation of who Torment was. She listened to the dream, and watched Falcon with slight concern. Nightmares were not an enjoyable thing. Blues drifting between the three of them. "Two people, same essence of a dream - sounds more like prophecy than nightmare" –d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn shook his head as he was pulled back and chuckled:: While I have to admit that sounds like it definately could be my handy work and currently I am half way between my demonic form and my human one I do not feel the desire to rip apart the entire city and go on a killing spree.:: He explained as he licked his fangs.:: So definately something else is at play. (D)

Falcon Tynes: Torment nodded to her. 'A learned woman. Yes, that sounds more apt. There is little reason for the Fledgling and I to share dreams.' Returning his attention to Falcon and Ravyn. 'Still the fact remains we shared one, and the residuals spilled to Ravyn, either by accident or intent. If not prophetic, we should take it as a warning.' The last part was directed at Falcon, who nodded silently before raising his beer to lips. -d-

Acacia Kabal : There was a thought being processed behind those blue eyes , a little frown on her brow as she questioned and theorized in silence. Leaving it be, she eased out of her lean and tidied up the bottles she'd been using. -d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn finished his drink as he sighed softlythinking about their circumstances.:: I wonder if anyone else has been effected either. (D)

Falcon Tynes: The Cherub lit upon Torment's shoulder with a mug of ambrosia. Torment nodded. 'There are many of you hear open to the other realms. Perhaps you should seek them out.' He suggested. Falcon nodded. 'I'll find Jack, he hasn't checked in lately.' Other than that he was sorta stuck. 'Does a half assed witch count? or a blazing thundercunt of one?' He hedged. Beyond that, he didn't have a clue.-d-

Acacia Kabal : "I'd think anyone considered Ravyn's..or..the Bird's..would count. She falls in that catergory. " She sipped her drink and looked to Ravyn "THe demonic form without the homicidal pick me up to go with it...is that normal? Or is that a marked difference?" –d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn laughed:: Its quite a difference, even in mid transformation like this my desire to follow my natural urges are quite strong....the simple fact that torment is not having to restrain me is proof of the oddities going on.... its not to say that if my demonic form fully takes over that I won't becom homicidal however. (D(D)

Acacia Kabal : "Anybody got a handy dandy oracle?" Made sense to her. When in doubt : research.

Falcon Tynes: Torment looked at Ace, then to Ravyn and finally Falcon. 'Uh huh, Winged Wonder. I'm the vampire with the chylde that goes all furry under a full moon. I've got nothing else to add to our merry little band of the supernaturally deranged and misguided.' A smile actually cracked Torment's face. 'what about the time keeper?' Falcon shook his head. 'the gypsy with the crow?' Falcon stroked Ravyn's abs. 'strike two.' Torment nodded. 'I suggest then your thundercunt or half assed witch be your starting point. If not..your book of yellow pages may help.' Falcon barked out a laugh. 'stop with the sense of humor, it creeps me out.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : Acacia knew this wasn't her battle. Hell until today, she'd pretty much question if she was capable of trying to take out the city. She'd been in the mindframe for it. The only thing that had really stopped her from unleashing is she had still felt like Tejar's...and the city was his. And today? She was reconciled to the fact that she wasn;t. And then had come The Calm. She couldn't explain the calm, only that it was there. While she pondered little things. she said nothing. They'd figure it out. Eventually. -d

Ravyn Darken: ::Ravyn groaned from the stroking closing his eyes. He truly did not seem all that concerned at the moment, then again it could have been a sign of his darker side beginning to show. As far as this being Tejar's city well that was rather debatable.:: (D)

Falcon Tynes: Torment set his empty glass on the bar and reached to tug Ravyn by the front of his jeans towards him and lay claim to his mouth. Once finished he nodded to Falcon. 'If that is all, we will take our leave.' Dropping his gaze to Ravyn, he murmured to him. 'Take us back, we have unfinished business between us.' The Cherub and Falcon were on the same page for once, as Falcon held his hands aloft while Torment pulled Ravyn from him. 'Spare me the gory details please.' The Cherub floated behind Torment gagging as its curly hair shot straight and eyes widened. -d-
‘One of these days that thing's gonna explode, isn't it?'

Falcon Tynes: 'Did you mean it? When you told him that part about finding someone else' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "That's the scary part. I do. I can't fix us, I can't undo what Ive done. But I still love him and want him to be happy. That means...him loving another. " A little smirk touched her lips. "Probably go rip apart jersey the day he does, simply because it hurts. Or maybe my hurt will be less when the time comes. I don't know...I just know he deserves to be happy..whatever that may be. " –d

Falcon Tynes: Falcon nodded a bit. 'So essentially, you're processing all this. Makes sense. What are you going to do now?' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "Basically, yes" ..."And Im going to tend bar here...find place to live other than a hotel..make choices as they come" And then the most non-Ace words ever. "I don't have a plan" -d

Falcon Tynes: 'Who says you need one. Not that you asked or its my business, but if you want my advice..who says there has a to be a plan. Life's not about planning every detail. Do you think I was sitting on a farm planning a night to get drunk and be made into this? Hell no. It happened, I can't change it..nor do I want to. Even if its eternity or the next ten minutes I have no clue what's gonna happen next.' He turned his head to her and grinned. 'and that's what makes it fun..and worth waking up the next...eh..sunset.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "That's..one of the ways I got all screwed up. After I went to Egypt there was so much overwhelming things that ...I thought I needed to expect things, to be a step ahead to be prepared since I was...less..than all of them. Problem is, in being prepared to expect the unexpectd you have to plan..and imagine all the horrible ways things could go wrong..and then you spend all your time building walls and doubting that even a magic that is within me I cant access without studying...and then you realize you dont trust yourself..or half the people around you" A light shrug, tossing the bottle into the garbage. "So...Im going to ...wing it. " –d

Falcon Tynes: 'Not that I'm taking sides here.. cause you know I honestly could careless. but..why did you think you were less than all of them? Did they say that? From what I got from Madison taking you to Egypt is kinda like giving you a membership card and shit.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "No..no it wasn't them. Power, longevity, experience...of all of that I was less. They'd lived ...ages, some of them. And I was basically just waking up to the world of magic. It's how I felt. And then ..of course..there are those that point it out, or just point out all my failings as if all I had earned meant nothing. I cared too much what they thought and they believe I didnt care at all. Quite the fuck up on my part, but..what's done is done" –d

Falcon Tynes: 'Pretty much.' He turned his head again. Eyes closed. 'So no point in whining over it. Personally, I can't wait to see who's ass you end up kicking.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : A quiet chuckle, lifting her hand to gently pet his hair "I guess that depends on who comes in here and starts shit. I have no intention of disturbing them. " -d

Falcon Tynes: He didn't move, considering he was rather comfortable on the bar. Instead, his only response was a simple bark. 'Ruff.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : -.- And so she gave his hair a tug. "That isn't how I meant that. " Reaching for her patron to have a sip. -d

Falcon Tynes: 'Good, despite my chylde.. I don't speak dog. -d-

Acacia Kabal : "That's a relief, actually, I don't think I could stand trying to translate" Smirk. -d

Falcon Tynes: 'I don't think there's a rhyme nor reason. Its more the tone. Jack's yips means he's happy..growls pissed or..horny its hard to tell. Tail up..horny..tail down..pissed, generally what I go with. Whining..which he can do alot of..tired, hungry, feeling neglected and just wants to be petted. Pretty simple once you know what to look for.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "Ah...yes...Jack, But hell, even in people speak, pissed and horny can be hard to decide, pending on the circumstances" Sliding off the stool, moving to clear up her mess. -d

Falcon Tynes: 'Spoken like a true virgin.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : Brow arch "Im............not...a virgin" Wow, that was so the opposite of what was usually hurled her way. -d

Falcon Tynes: 'Maybe this is where vampires have the advantage, since there is a unique bond between a chylde and his or her sire. We know where we stand. Albeit, at times we may need a little reassuring, but overall we know we are apart of each other. Sex is three letter word that actually has a series of definitions when you look at it. It can comforting, voalitile, loving, soft and gentle, suprisingly explosive. In laymens tell me you don't enjoy angry sex just as much as the next chick. Banging your brains out until you've forgotten the reason you were bent in the first place. In that moment, did it really matter to begin with?' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "It's...a nice advantage you have. " She shook her head a bit "It depends on who the sex is with. ..Or maybe my pool of experiences is limited. Either way, I know that sex is an expression of many different things, even anger. " Not that it mattered any more. She wasn't going to be taking a vow of celabacy but her interest in anything sexual was...nonexistant. It just died. –d

Falcon Tynes: 'Unless you're in the habit of boning perfect strangers, how can you not know the difference?' Silence. 'Damn, I forgot to ask Ravyn where the lollipops are if we have any. He's into Anna for about 120 of the things and she fully intends to collect.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "It was a badly worded joke, just drop it, will you?" Crankypants.

Falcon Tynes: 'Humor is not your thing, Pipsqueak.' -d-

Acacia Kabal : "Apparently" -d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Meanwhile in Manhattan....


Tejar stared at Hunter, who looked across at Syrus. ‘Ideas, anyone?’ Syrus turned his head and dropped a clip, slamming in a replacement. ‘Don’t die?’ Hunter rolled his eyes. ‘Ya know..do we really a wise assed….’ He trailed off as he was shoved by Tejar. ‘Shiiiiiiit!’

Rolling, Hunter flung his hair from face. ‘Where the hell did that come from?’ Tejar rolled beside him. ‘Don’t know..don’t care.. just wanna know how to send it back.’ Behind them Syrus fired off two shots to it’s head. Hunter stood up, dusting of his shoulder. ‘So.. what have learned today, gentleman?’

Tejar stared at the oozing thing on the ground, then turned to face Hunter and Syrus. Lip curl as he fired another round at an advancing..thing. ‘Don’t touch the pulsing glowing globe?’ Hunter nodded. ‘Very good, kiddies.’ A glance around to get a face full of..ick he blinked. ‘and on that note.. I suggest..we run. Any objections?’

Tejar stole a glance to Syrus, who nodded. ‘None.’ The three of them turned and darted back towards the exit. Hunter brought up the rear and turned to roll off a flash grenade to halt the advancing things. Following the other two out, the explosion ripped through the abandoned building. Syrus’ barrier the only thing containing the blast.

Leaning against his hearse, Syrus lit a cigarette. ‘Well that sucked.’ Hunter chirped stealing the smoke and taking a puff. Syrus sighed snagging it back and shoving the violinist to the side by the head. ‘Smoking’ll kill your voice.’ Tejar slid onto his bike and eyed them with a chuckle. ‘Let’s get out of here. I personally, do not want to be around if we didn’t get ‘em all. Let’s head back.’

Hunter sighed as he looked at Syrus. ‘He doesn’t mean a strip club does he?’ Syrus smirked. ‘nope.’ Settling into the hearse, he followed the Ducati.

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Central Park.....


There are many names for creatures that have surpassed time and lore, slipped between realms and almost forgotten, becoming nothing more than mythology. Between the veil of Here and There, are unseen forces that sometimes bleed over, mingling realms. In some of these places are fixed spots, that one will always lead you back to the other.

This story begins There. Here, Central Park is the affixed location, otherwise the humans would have torn it down, added a parking lot and buildings and increased their net worth. But unseen forces keep places like Central Park safe. There, the oasis of green was protected, nurtured and loved by a bevy of creatures. It wasn't a utopia, for every thing of light, there is darkness.

The disruptions in the air, the visions of the oracles, they knew it was something from the darkness that caused it. But not their darkness, not their realm. Something was coming, and they could not stop it. Asrai, Bogles, Dryads, Meliai, and various other nymphs, all were aware and warned. The problem with such warnings issued is simply...curiosity. How can one be afraid when they are ever so curious to know what the new thing is?

The new thing in this instance was a rip in the fabric between Here and There. Navi's favorite tree - a fat but stumpy tree- was the site near that rip. From it's thick branches, she could make out the shimmery tear. Like any curious creature, she wasn't worried about the warnings and signs of oncoming mayhem, only that something was there...that moments before...had not. It was only natural to move closer, to touch..and when that was safe, flit her silvery wings to inspect the other side.

Occasionally, windows will open between Here and There, during specific lunar phases or with heavy magic rituals. But never had she seen a tear in the fabric.Navi was relatively young compared to others of her kind and she had not yet been permitted to cross through. She had been told about the humans, their animals on strings, tall rocks with glass to look out of that they lived in, bringing green things to the inside...which made so little sense to her. All these silly things she'd been told yet never seen with her own eyes. Until now.

Flitting through to the Here, she was confused at how clear and pristine everything was, no floating bits of magic and fairy dust, no glimmer and shimmer of gnomes and nymphs. The first of the humans she saw was an impressive. He wore layers upon layers of dirt covered fabric and smelled like mushrooms and other fungal stink. Navi was half certain he might be a troll or dwarf of some sort. Flitting down closer, her dark head slightly tilted as she inspected his red, swollen nose, half closed eyes and grime smeared mouth. Comforted that she didn't startle him when he noticed her hovering there, she gave him a bit of a wave.

"No no, not here, not here. little buggy naked girls with little buggy wings, not here. Shoo fly ha ha ha ha" The stench from inside his mouth was worse than the air on his clothing!
Flitting back, hands on her slender waist, nose wrinkling a bit shaking her head that she was not a fly! She even twirled in a little dance for him!

"Ok Ok I see I see, no buggy, just a dancy dancy girl but you cant let them sees ya, no no . They see a buggy girl, all little and buggy, they just gonna say buggy buggy we all buggy ha ha ha! So shoo buggy hide away hide away, too small for here now"

Too small..too small? Lips pursed and with the shimmer and might of the magic, she changed her form. No longer three inches high, she was five feet plus the three, no more than 110 lbs. Slender, dark skinned, inky black hair and eyes rich as mahogany. Also...still naked.The wings were gone, two silvery marks on her back looking like lightning bolts tattooed in glitter on tanned flesh. And then...she danced for the raggy man, his hands clapping and laughter barking.


Tejar Kabal [8:11 P.M.]: Across town, they were all holed up in Command Center. Cyrus throwing darts at a wall, Tejar slung over a couch out cold, and poor Alec..rolling back and forth between computers shooing Hunter away. 'Don't touch that!' Slap at. Hunter grinned. 'but I wanna push de button.. cannae I push de button.. I wanna push de button.' Who knew 18 hours in the office would have this result. Cyrus now hovered over Tejar, a dart poised over his groin as he made little missile whistling sounds..and released the dart. This..could would not end well. Cyrus grinned then cursed as Tejar shifted a bit and the dart missed his kibbles n bits. 'fuck..' Hunter chuckled and turned to Alec. 'we're bored.' Alec pushed his glasses up on nose. 'go watch the news.' Face crinkle. The news. It's boring. Nothing good ever happens on the news. Hunter grumbled turning in his seat, as he flicked on the tv. 'See...told ya nothing but a naked chic dancing in the park.. Boooor....' Cyrus prepared another dart to drop on Tejar's dick as Hunter stared at the tv. 'God I love this city... is that a paddy wagon.. why for they take the naked girl away in the paddy wagon?' Alec turned to eye tv. 'public indecency? drunkeness?' Cyrus grinned as he dropped the dart. 'my kinda woman.' Hunter leant over to the side and yanked on Tejar's left thigh, pulling him partly off the couch, just in time for that dart to hit the right thigh! 'OOOOOWWWW!'

Tejar howled, Cyrus pumped a fist in the air. 'Direct hit.' Alec palmed his face, while Hunter rose to feet. 'Gentlmen.. I know what we're going to do tonight.' Tejar rubbed his leg eyeing him. 'take over the world?' 'Blow up the Garden. I really hate the Rangers.' Hunter, folded his arms behind his back as he circled the room. 'No my good men.. it a mission of the utmost importance. It will take, cunning, daring, steeling ourselves against all that may come our way.. a mission for those with the testicular fortitude to see it through..' Pause and tap of index finger to chin. 'Tejar..you're out.. Alec. you come with us.. tonight.. we do..a Jailbreak.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:27 P.M.]: She was having such a marvelous time dancing! Even others joined to watch the celebratory dance of greeting. Well, she was showing them the steps of it but most just seemed to be watching with strange devices held to their faces. A few danced and swayed, or clapped along to the rhythm of the song she hummed. There were boos and hisses at the strange fellows with the pretty
drapes and unusual bracelets came to take her elsewhere. Ever seen an anrgy nymph? There might've been more in the news than the naked dancing if she could have mustered up enough magic to show her displeasure. But the trip had exhausted her and all she mustered were a few shouts that sent birds screeching and squirrels running in attack mode on anyone standing nearby! Confused, scared, and temporarily without much power, she had no choice but to follow along. It wasn't torture, they put her in a hospital gown, tried to entice her with m&m's and sent in someone with a kind voice to try and coax her to talk. But the small room she was in had not one hint of nature, the iron in the bars on the windows further weakened her as if she;d been hiting the bong once too much. So, she was quiet and they left her alone...at least they let her keep the m&m's! –d

Tejar Kabal [8:44 P.M.]: Tejar chuckled as Alec shook his head. 'Idiots. OUT OUT of my Command Central!' Hunter skipped sideways out the door as Cyrus followed. Turning his head to Alec, Tejar slid into the seat beside him. 'what I miss?' Alec shrugged. 'something about a naked chick in the park.' Tejar nodded. 'That'll do it.. find anything yet?' While Tejar and Alec flicked through the police city cameras, Hunter and Cyrus proceeded to rescue the poor damsel in distress. No name, no address..no naked chick..since 'damsel in distress' wasn't considered a plausible name nor was there any proof of direct relation to the perputraitor. While Hunter made a spectacle, Cyrus simply walked around the back. Central Booking was a mad house. Easy in...easy out. Peering in doors, he found the correct holding cell and unlocked the door. Opening it, he poked his head inside and grind, hearing Hunter's rant rise to an impressive crescendo. 'and this..would be a jailbreak. ready to go?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:54 P.M.]: Navi was sorting the m&m's in a nice little row on her lap, the hospital gown she wore made her look a bit waifish, because despite the tage: one size did NOT fit all. Deaf? No, she merely learned to ignore the annoying noise of the humans in this iron hell, conserving her energy. She'd die in here if they didn't let her go...did she know how long they would keep her? No. But it seemed her realease would be sooner than anticipated! Mahogany hued gaze lifted to the man that stood in the entry. A little grin tugged on full lips, m&m's scattered everywhere as she spritely rose from the cot and hurried to him in a tip-toe run. Leaning in and up, inspecting his face as if he were the oddity. Smile then formed, beautiful and alluring as myth would have one believe, nodding "Go". Language here was new to her, but as any fey creature she'd be a quick study. -d

Tejar Kabal [9:00 P.M.]: Though the hat rode low over eyes, he did have a big grin on his face and was waving her out the door. What more could you ask for? 'abosolutely' Push off the door and steer to the left. A mock two fingered salute to a passing officer who arched a brow. 'street walkers..' Cyrus muttered as his left hand rested on her shoulder, steering down the hall. 'changing precincts to 69.' Right out the back door. Hunter's rant came to an abrupt halt as two burly officers approached and his phone went off. 'Tut..tut.. incoming call...'Answering it he nodded. 'Ah..yes.. I see..' A flourish spin on heel as he babbled his way to the door, waving a hand. 'Splendid job, chaps.. Scotland Yard is indebted to you.' Another turn as he cut a curt bow and skipped to the side, down the steps to the pair waiting below.-d-

Navi the Nymph [9:06 P.M.]: She couldn't help but gigge at his head, it was shaped so strangely! She knew she shouldn't stare, but it was difficult., no no, she'd never seen a hat before, at least not one made from anything other than woodland materials and those were more crown-like. Thus, she thought he was a funny creature with an interesting melon! Barefeet tip-toe-walked along side of him. "Street walker" She echoed, almost skipping along with him. And when they were outtside, Navi giggled and spun in a happy little circle, stopping when she saw the device brought up to his face and he was talking to it. So there she was, all in his space, holding on to his shirt front and trying to lean up and see what he was talking into, echoing every few words he spoke into it. Was that a telepathic device? Did that connect his brain to another, the way an oracle connects to the world and speaks to it? Fascinating! So, just in case the little device would get her rescuer in touch with the universe, she thought she would help. "Navi. Naaaaavi. Naahhh-- veeee" almost to his chin to get her words into the hand held oracle brain transmitter. -d

Tejar Kabal [9:15 P.M.]: Hunter came blinking down the steps, holding his phone out from ear as the girl announced herself into Cyrus' phone. 'well well.. isn't this quaint. Hello to you..Naaaavi..' he sang. Cyrus went stark still as the woman seemed utterly fascinated with the phone as if she'd never seen one before. Impossible. A nod to Hunter, Cyrus moved from the steps. Time to go before someone figured out the girl was gone. With any luck they'd head to the 69th street precinct first. Hunter swung open the back door on hearse and smiled. 'your chariot m'lady.' Cyrus chuckled as he opened his door and slid in. 'today.. Weiss.' He drawled as he slid key to ignition. -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:19 P.M.]: Two, two of them? She tried to take Cyrus' phone, if he'd let her have it. If made people appear, she needed this sorcery of his! The new person spoke her name, obviously an oracle, or the one the oracle device sent for. Nodding excitedly, pointing to herself "Navi!" She spoke as if she was quite impressed he had this information! She stared at the opened door and knew it wasn't going to eat her ONLY because of that fear having been dispelled when she was arrested. Still, a bit cautious, she gave the roof a gentle petting before climbing in, , that hospital gown just fluttering without once ounce of give a damn. "Navi go" -d

Tejar Kabal [9:25 P.M.]: Cyrus blinked as she lifted his phone. Hunter tilted his head as he checked out the view from that hospital gown fluttering about. A low whistle from him before he closed the door behind her. Getting in the passenger side, he sat sideways to engage Navi in conversation as he loved chatting with a pretty face. 'So....where ya from?' he batted his eyelashes at her making a silly face. Cyrus chuckled a bit as he checked the mirrors pulling out of the lot and into Midtown traffic. 'Lair?' Hunter nodded. 'May as well.. its as good a place as any.' A nod and Cyrus once more fell silent.-d-

Navi the Nymph [9:30 P.M.]: She was inspecting the phone, looking between it and the men and somehow managed to press redial. So when Hunter's phone would go off, don't you know that curious nymph was all up in his space trying to find his device. His question made her head pop up and she was talking into Cyrus' phone...of course she was talking to the wrong end of it. "Navi. From. Tree. " GRIN. She thought those were the right words. leaning up to look at Cyrus driving, waggling his phone "Loud" And she dropped it up there with him before dropping back into the seat, looking at Hunter again, fingers wiggling up and down , trying to mime the magical veil she'd come through. "Navi home, this home, rip in sky and Navi peek. Navi stuck. Navi dance, Navi stolen. Yous found Navi" And that last bit she gave Hunter a patpat to the head. Good job! -d

Tejar Kabal [9:39 P.M.]: Pulling his phone out, Hunter noted the caller and turned his face only to find himself damn near nose to nose with Navi. Stare. Blink. 'um...hello there.' His gaze dropped to Cyrus' dropped phone. While Cyrus drove he remained silent leaving Navi, Hunter's responsibility. A slow nod of head. 'Ok..ay then.' Hunter shot Cyrus a glare. 'step on it.' Cyrus smirked. 'Coffee should help.' Hunter nodded. 'Ya think..and she's sooo cute too....' He murmured, slinking down in the seat after the pat to his head.-d-

Navi the Nymph [9:45 P.M.]: Navi giggled at his blinking and took up a handful of Hunter's hair, petting it in strokes "Hello there" Grinning and repeating, learning through mimicry. "Coffee help Navi? Navi sooo cute" Oh yeah, she was just petting his hair, delighted to be learning so many words. "Navi go through hole. You go through hole like Navi? " A point to Cyrus' hat "Head so big, hole not make Navi head big, so sadding" Ok, so she didn't have a firm grasp on all the words, but she was trying! -d

Tejar Kabal [9:47 P.M.]: Hunter tried and failed. The laughter erupted. 'You think he has a fat head as well. I've been saying that for years!' He nodded to her. 'Its why he never takes the hat off. If you ask me, beyond yonder hat..lies the ears of an elfling.' Sage nod to Navi.-d-

Navi the Nymph [9:52 P.M.]: "Hat off?" So lost, new word. She'd get it in a minute. But she liked that he laughed and she laughed with him, clapping her hands with a little bounce. And then he said elf! And she squealed in delight "Elf friend! Navi nymph! Dance, sing, play with Navi!" Now, there was much more to fairies and nymphs than that, but no one really wanted to see their destructive side...no sane person at least. Still, simple pleasures was high on the nymph to do list. So she was leaning up over the seat again, trying to hug Cyrus around the neck "Friend! " Yanno, if she didn't kill them, that is. –d

Tejar Kabal [9:57 P.M.]: Cyrus tipped his head forward as those arms came around to wrap about his neck. Slight swerve as Hunter howled. 'She likes you, Cyrus.' Snickering, as Cyrus flipped him off. 'Now now.. is that anyway to act before a lovely nymph?' Cyrus snorted, though made no attempts to pry the seeming drunk, drugged out woman off of him. Soon enough, they swung into the gargage. The darkness enveloping them as they went further to park. Hunter hopped out and moved to open her door as Cyrus reached for his phone again. –d

Navi the Nymph [10:02 P.M.]: She squeaked in fright when she tipped his hat in the neck-hug. Seriously thinking for a minute that she broke his head. But not seeing him die...well, she realized it wasn't part of him at all, just a strange contraption. Nuzzle hug against Cyrus' cheek before she was falling into the back seat again with a bubble of laughter. With the door open, Navi scrambled out, giving the roof another pet-pet of thanks. And then Hunter was getting hug smooshed "Navi free now. Navi no fly, ground cold, not real ground" Apparently the nymph was unimpressed with the cold garage floor on those bare toes! -d

Tejar Kabal [10:12 P.M.]: Cyrus and Hunter both stared at her bared feet. Hunter smiled at Cyrus. 'You know I have this crick in my back..and..' Hand slap to Cyrus' back. 'You're a big strong elf..carry the girl.' Sage nod before looking to Navi. 'He'd be delighted to carry you.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:15 P.M.]: Oh the happy smile of a delighted nymph! She laughted with Hunter's smile, clapping her hands excitedly before darting around and leaping onto Cyrus' back. Chick was getting pretty good at the neck hold! "Chariot!" Beam! See, she remembered the word for things that carry you! Beaming, feet dangling, she just...held on, her tanned cheek resting on his back, humming a litttle ditty. -d

Tejar Kabal [10:17 P.M.]: Truly the thought of something that happy, liking Cyrus.. just made Hunter's day. Another turn on heel and the German was heading to the elevator. Again his phone was in hand. 'Ball-less one.. gonna need coffee..alot of it.. and...a spare t-shirt.' Waving to Cyrus again, Hunter just chuckled as Cyrus' precious hat tipped forward again in a precarious position. Still the man, silently carried the woman to the elevator and stepped in before the door slid shut. -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:20 P.M.]: And........cue the screaming. The little box they walked into...did they know how much iron surrounded those things to make em work? Not to mention the floaty, not flying but moving when standing still feeling. No no, the girl was having none of it. NONE. "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO" Blessed they were the shouting was muffled, her face planted into Cyrus' back, though the hold on him might be a bit tight for comfort. Trembling, pretty sure this box would lead straight to the horrible place she heard about that had plants that were not plants, decoy plants made of play-stick, a material of lies, the oracles called it. Basically, she was just hanging on, trembling and yelling into his back, the grip wouldn't last long though, seriously weak in all that metal –d

Tejar Kabal [10:24 P.M.]: Cyrus grunted a bit at the increased grip about his neck. 'she's got a helluva grip.' Hunter smirked as he titled his head a bit to peer under the hat. 'you're not turning blue, suck it up.. she's probably claustrophobic and whatever she's on its fucking her hard.' -d- 'Ah see.. she's starting to crash.. '
Navi the Nymph [10:26 P.M.]: Her grip slid.....and so did she, a little slide and thud until she was sitting in the floor of the elevator, full on looking a bit stoned again, and sad much much sad in the pouty lips and big dark eyes. No magic worth a shimmer, hard to breath in this much iron, Navi just pouted.....and sat, limp as a wet noodle. -d

Tejar Kabal [10:32 P.M.]: Hunter frowned as he crouched before her, hooking a finger up under her chin. 'Call Tej.. make sure he's got a first aid kit..heavy on the medical end...I've never seen anyone crash this hard, this fast.' Focusing on Navi he smiled at her. 'hey pretty girl...tell Hunter what you took..shrooms? mesc?' Cyrus nodded as he made the call, just as the doors opened to the brightly lit lobby of the hotel. -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:36 P.M.]: Hunter would get full on sad face, really pitiful! Those dark eyes held little sparkle and even her lips were just a tad blue, her flawless tanned flesh paling slightly the longer she was in here. "Hunt. ...take? no. Navi...box bad. Box sick Navi make. " She was trying to think of the wordsl mentally translating sent them all in the wrong order. "Iron not tree. Tree not iron. Tree life. Iron not life" She didn't have to be stuck on the tree to live, though she was stronger in nature...but iron ..well, keep her in it long enough it'd do major damage to her health. "Bad box no life" –d

Tejar Kabal [10:40 P.M.]: 'That's some servere claustrophobia.' Hunter muttered gathering her up in arms as he became quite serious and carried her out of the elevator. Crossing through the lobby, he kicked the door to the Lair open and headed to Tejar's office to set her on the couch. Tejar entered moments later followed by Cyrus. A frown etched features. 'What's wrong with her?' Cyrus closed the door behind. 'Poor thing must have got ahold of some bad shrooms...or really grade A shit...nothing she says makes sense. Trees..lights.. iron boxes..no life..she thinks she's a nymph and' Thumb flick towards Cyrus. 'that one's an elf.' Tejar's lips twitched. Setting the first aid kit on the desk, Tejar crouched before her as Cyrus got a bottle of water from the mini fridge and tossed to him. 'Hey...how you doing? you know that shits bad for you.' He murmured, stroking her hair back from face. 'My name's Tejar...I'm a friend of Hunter and Cyrus..can you tell me your name?..where you're from?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:47 P.M.]: Navi shivered as he scooped her up, though the further out of that box they went, the easier it was to breathe. Luckily the color was coming back to her lips and flesh, though she still wasn't ready to do cartwheels just yet. Being settled on the sofa, she was curiously running a hand over the material, looking around the room in tamed fascination. With the return of Cyrus, she looked to him glad to see the bad box didn't damage him...in her defense, Hunter said he was elven! Or something like that. Rich mahogany eyes were getting some of their sparkle back, looking to Tejar as he lowered in front of her. He stroked her hair, so she lifted her hand to do the same to his. "Navi, friend." She was looking to that water bottle, wondering what sort of noisy container it was, crackling, noisy..playstic? maybe. He asked where she was from and she sighed. Lifting her hands she pet his hair "Navi tree friend. sky ripped magic, my home, your home, rip between. Navi go through hole. " she pat pat Tejar's face and smiled "Navi soooo cute" mimic of Hunter earlier, pointing to Cyrus "Elf Navi friend, Navi nymph.." Then a point to Hunter. "No big head, Navi friend, Hunt. " –d

Tejar Kabal [10:57 P.M.]: Tejar looked up at Hunter who's arms were crossed over chest, one waved in the air. 'told ya. are lovely little friend is a hopped up treehugger.' Cyrus had flopped behind the desk and swung his legs up on the desk, opening a beer. 'or..its as she says..she's a nymph..given what we saw last night..anything is possible.' -d- Hunter nodded a bit. 'wouldn't the golden gps have indicated something?' Tejar glanced at his silent cuffs. 'No, I've never met a Nymph..nor has any of the others..it wouldn't pick it up it its not..how do I explain this.. if its not registered so to speak with the house..it doesn't trigger it.' Rising to feet, he opened the water and handed it to her. 'Drink this, little one.' D

Navi the Nymph [11:02 P.M.]: They didn't believe her? With a little frown she mustered what energy she could...though the magic was dim, it would be enough . She was debating what she could say that the doubt would leave their faces. Taking the water, she gave him a pat-pat to the head. Inspecting this container, a little squish of it sent a blurble of water founting up through the top and into her lap and a giggle to pass her lips. Licking the curve of hand by her thumb, deciding it was safe before having a sip,. Sitting up a bit Navi began to hum...it wasn't a song any would know, but it would make those hearing it feel calmer, a bit light hearted, and most assuredly supernatural, it may inspire the feeling to dance. Only for a couple of minutes did she hum this special song, one that would've made a flower bloom if it was nearby...warm eyes looking between them to see if they felt it and believed her. "Navi tree friend" Annnd sploosh, another sueeze of the water bottle, giggling with the splash to her lap again. –d

Tejar Kabal [11:08 P.M.]: Tejar folded his arms as Cyrus continued. 'she's a consistent little junkie then..how many of those do you come across?...' He paused as Hunter pushed off the wall, closing his eyes. 'what a lovely tune... ' Tejar shifted his stance and peered back over shoulder down at the humming woman. As quickly as it began, it ended, as the three eyed each other. A unified nod and announcement. 'Nymph!' Turning around fully, Tejar cracked a smile as she played with the water bottle. 'So...what the hell is a nymph?' he asked aloud. Cyrus chuckled as Hunter groaned. 'I swear you're not paying me enough for this.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [11:13 P.M.]: She was pouring the water into her cupped palm and bringing her hand to her lips for a sip... that is when she couldn't make it erupt by squeezing it any more. Content that they believed her, she dropped the bottle aside, clammoring up to stand on the sofa, bouncing on the balls of her feet, dark hair swishing as she looked around. "Nymph...Navi, Navi nymph. Dance, nature dance with! Navi sing, nature happy. Navi angry, nature angry" Giggling, she started bouncing a little more, like she was on her personal trampoline. "Navi heals, navi pleases, Navi nymph!" Giggle and bounce, and she explained again cause...apparently human folk were slow. –d

Tejar Kabal [11:19 P.M.]: Tejar didn't get a bit of that. Gods, though it was good to see someone or something that lively and happy, other than Hunter being piss drunk. Cyrus slid his eyes under the hat towards Tejar. 'in short..take her outside and watch the shit fly.' Hunter chuckled as he pushed off the wall again. 'Not a fan of fantasy huh, nymphs are linked to nature..they flourish there...and flounder when..cooped up to long.' Tejar's eyes remained on the bouncing nymph. 'so..if she's outside, she's..normal..for her.' Hunter grinned. 'By Jove.. he can be taught.' Cyrus chuckled. 'find her tree..ya might just get lucky...she's got a rack on her.' Hunter snorted. 'Ball-less, remember..besides, nymph..not miracle worker..and stop bragging...Elf.' Pout..since he didn't get to feel the boobies.-d-

Navi the Nymph [11:25 P.M.]: She was bouncing , enjoying feeling some of her energy back now that she was out of the iron box of death. And she wasn't paying attention to them completely, it would be impossible not to hear them all together. "Get Navi tree?" Yeah that she heard! And it came with a happy clap and giggle, leaping from her bouncing fun into a rocket launched hug to Cyrus. Dangling in that hug before dropping to her feet, peeling off the wet hospital gown to drop to the floor. Poking and looking around to see if there were any trees at all. Maybe flowers, she wasn't too picky at this point! "Navi no can go through hole. Navi stuck. Navi needs tree. " =d

Tejar Kabal [11:30 P.M.]: Cyrus damn near toppled over as he caught her with one arm, the other rose to save the hat from falling off his head. 'yeah..I think the tree is the way tooo......' Silence. Funny how they shared the same reaction. Stare at the boobs. Three grown men struck dumb by a bouncing girl no more than five foot three. Just a sad state of affairs. Tejar cleared his throat. 'Ah.. yeah.. t-shirt.' Turn and he opened a box behind the desk and flung a shirt at Hunter. 'Put that on her, while I let Alec know, we're heading out.' Hunter caught the shirt and eyed Cyrus. 'now? c'mon its not everyday you Cyrus this docile.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [11:35 P.M.]: Oblivious is what she was. Prancing about, poking things, touching walls, sniffing furniture, passing by the guys again. Dancing around Tejar and poking him, sniffing him, then on to Cyrus, hopping up and trying to get the hat. If she got it? It'd be on her head! If not, he'd get the pout of all pouts before moving to poke and sniff at Hunter, trying to tiptoe and be as tall as they were. Nope, not going to work, she couldn't....stretch....that.....ugh, give up! -d

Tejar Kabal [11:40 P.M.]: Cyrus canted his back and twisted to the side, a nice climpse of that strong chin..and lots of light brown and blonde colored hair..before she flounced to Hunter. Offering her the shirt, Hunter shook it out so she see it fully. 'Dragon's Lair' emblazed the front with a image of a Dragon etched in blue. 'lets get you..covered up....my god I can't believe I said that.' Tejar smirked as he informed Alec, they needed to head out, leaving the bar in his care. Pocketing his phone he nodded to Cyrus. 'We're set..’ Turning his attention to Hunter baiting Navi with a t-shirt he chuckled. 'just put it on her..before we all end up in jail.'-f-

Navi the Nymph [11:45 P.M.]: Nymphs, just another sort of fairy, really...meant one thing, she so loved having things. Didn't matter that they were other people's things! The shirt dangled, her eyes got big and so did her smile. She petted it, sniffed it and gave Hunter a big hug for his kindness in showing it to her and sharing such an interesting human treasure. But put it on? Cover up:? Well, she took it and wrapped it around herself like a shawl, a pouty frown as it wouldn't stay on. Seeing they were wearing these things, she shook it out again, frowning, working on getting it on. And she pulled it over her head and.....stuck, arms and head stuck in ther, not having pulled it on in the right angle. "NAVI STUCK" Shouting because...well she couldn't see them. –d

Tejar Kabal [11:51 P.M.]: Cyrus headed for the door. 'i'll get the car. meet you out front.' Hunter swiped a tear from eyes. 'ooh hell to cute..you fix her..' Between snickers as he followed Cyrus out the door. 'No Wait..don't leave her.....' Tejar complained, to air. Turning his head to a headless Navi, with flailing arms he bit back a laugh. 'Ok...hun..hang on.' Moving towards he tugged the garment back off to free her. 'Better?..Let's try this again.' d-

Navi the Nymph [11:56 P.M.]: "NAVI CUTE. NAVI STUCK" Nymph was sounding just a little unhappy about the situation, , one arm through the head hole, head poking at an arm hole and the other hand batting around in there trying to sort it out. She could hear them leaving and she stomped her feet like a pissed off Tinkerbelle. "LEAVING NO" Ergh! A huff as she heard Tejar come closer, silken hair fluffing and spilling into place after he pulled it off. But that bottom lip was just on the verge of serving up an epic pout. Inhale, exhale and a firm nod. "Again. Navi's" Pointing to the shirt, claiming it as her own, determined to have one since they all wore these things! –d

Tejar Kabal [11:59 P.M.]: 'You are a determined little nymph aren't you.' He smiled. 'Ok..head through here...arms through here.' He instructed. 'Think you can manage that?' He asked her softly. -d-

Navi the Nymph [12:02 A.M.]: She watched him, more aptly she watched the shirt and his instructions, gathering it up in her hands, she shoved an arm through each arm hole. Struggling a minute but a look of fierce determination on her face, she figured out she had to squinch it up and stick her head in the big hole. Now that she was doing it right, it just tumbled onto her perfectly. "Aaahhh..noooo...staaap" Struggling to free her hair, telling the shirt to stop holding it captive, twisting about until she felt the black mass of it was free. Ha! And theen she hopped up, hanging onto Tejar, arms around his neck "Chariot, Navi go with" –d

Tejar Kabal [12:05 A.M.]: Oh hell! Reflexively he caught her to chest as if he'd known her all his life. It was kind of hard not to laugh a bit as she seemed quite happy to hug the hell outta them all. 'Right..chariot..Navi..go with...' Pause. Now she had him speaking her language. 'I'll take you outside to Cyrus and Hunter. They're waiting in the car for you.' His hands settled on hips, gently pushing her back. 'ready?' He asked as he opened the door and wrapped his fingers around hers.-d-

Navi the Nymph [12:09 A.M.]: She frowned just a little with the touch of his hand, not that she obeceted to being put in proper distance, or even holding his hand...just...big dark eyes looked up at him and whispered "Iron box bad, Navi no go"

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

and what does one do with a newly found Nymph one breaks out of jail.....


Tejar Kabal [12:55 P.M.]: Tejar stared at Navi. No Hunter to translate for him, it took a moment to figure out the hesitation. She seemed to like Cyrus since she thought he was an Elf. Hunter, she was fine with and so far she didn't show signs of having a problem with him. Turning to face her, he tugged on her hand. 'Box no life.' He repeated. Box...elevator! Tejar smiled. 'Got it..how about, we use a door. Skip the bad box..er.. elevator all together.' Tilt of head to the side. 'Think you can trust me to get you outside without anything bad happening to you?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [1:02 P.M.]: Navi had his hand, but she was not looking forward to the box, so when he tugged, she frowned a little, barre feet dragging. And then he repeated her words, Navi nodding emphatically. "Bad box" Skip the box..were they going to skip over it? She gave him a once over...he was impressive, perhaps he had that skill. Mahogany eyes flitted back to his golden gaze. Trust,. ..outside..no bad things. Just a moment of contemplation and she smiled brightly. "Navi trust no happenings bad. No box" -d

Tejar Kabal [1:07 P.M.]: Tejar grinned as he looked out his office. Given his rep, seeing him with a half naked woman, was kinda the norm. Keeping her close, he led her out of the club with nothing more than a few smirks from the staff and glares from the regular women who just knew he was single again and on the prowl. Tejar pushed the door to the street open and led her out. 'Talk about feeling like live bait.' He muttered as Hunter leant against the hearse parked on the street, beside Cyrus lighting a cigarette. Hunter opened the door for Navi. 'Central Park next stop.' Tejar led her to the car. 'Ok..as promised..no box, Navi.' He smiled at her. A nod to Hunter. 'Meet you guys there. Gonna grab my bike.' Hunter nodded to him.-d-

Navi the Nymph [1:18 P.M.]: "Women mean, look at navi like mean squirrel" Because..yanno..squirrels hoarded nuts. HA! Ok, he might not get her humor, but Navi was amused, giggling a bit as she almost skipped along beside him, letting Tejar lead the way. ‘Cyroo, Hunt!" Ok, so she wasn't full up on par with how to say their names yet, but she was clearly excited to see the other two again, as well as thrilled that they made it to them without the box of death! Giggling, she crawled into the car, giggling " Chariot! Navi go!" –d

Tejar Kabal [1:24 P.M.]: Heading into the gargage, Tejar slid onto his bike. The helmet in hand was donned, before the bike revved to life. A tree, huh. Check that off the list of weird things to track down. Ah well, Navi appeared harmless and lost. He'd considerate the good deed of the week to get her back to wherever she came from. Cyrus waited until he saw the Ducati shoot out from the garage. Lip curl. Hunter leant over the seat and belted Navi in. Opening the windows he settled in his seat and tugged his belt on. 'Go on..ya know ya wanna.....WHOA!' Cyrus stepped on the gas and the hearse pulled off the curb, hot on the Ducati's back wheel. Little bump that had the bike swerve a bit. Tejar slid to the side, turning his head to the hearse. Flip of the bird, then point towards the streets ahead. Hunter grinned flipping a $50 in hand. Ducati vs. a hearse. They so needed a new hobby. Racing across the city, they wove in and out of the cars out. Hunter glanced over shoulder at Navi. 'fun huh?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [1:30 P.M.]: "Big head" Tap tap to the window, peering out at the helmet Tejar covered up with. A little giggled as Hunter leaned over, so she sat still - for the most part- petting his hair with a little happy hum. Then the lurch of taking off made her laugh aloud, clapping her hands excitedly. That is until she realized she couldn't sit up. Arms and legs outstretched, wiggling in uuuuuuggghhhh effort to no avail. She gave Hunter a dirty look. "Hunt trap Navi" Pout! The pout didn't last long, the first set of swerves had her laughing again, nodding, bouncing and shouting to Cyrus "Again! Again! Fun!" Go figure, she liked the swerving! -d\

Tejar Kabal [1:33 P.M.]: Hunter smiled. 'You got that right.. Tejar's got a fat head too.' Grin. Cyrus grinned as he flicked the red tab on the console. 'Hold on, Navi.' He murmured and engaged the hydrolics on the hearse. Whooosh. right passed the Ducati as they were nearing the park. A sharp cut of the wheel, and they spun into a park, right up against the curb. Tejar gunned his engine as he opened up the Ducati, still no way he could beat the hydrolics on the hearse. 'well fuck.' Tricked out hearse, shoulda known. Pulling up beside it, minutes later, he slid the helmet off his head and smirked at them. 'Bastard.' Hunter nodded as he opened the door and unbelted Navi. 'Come little lady..lead us to your tree..' Cyrus got out, lighting another cigarette. 'think its the same thing as before?' Tejar looked towards the entrance to the park. 'Maybe..but the one we found sure as hell wasn't spitting out things like her.' Hunter held Navi's hand as they spoke over her head. 'Is sending her back the way to go, then? There's still the possibility of something else coming through it.' Cyrus nodded. 'blow the tree once she's gone.' Tejar frowned, then nodded. 'pretty much. we lucked out with her. No point in pushing it further.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [1:43 P.M.]: "Cyroo faster!" Laughing in euphoric delight, she closed her eyes and squee'd when they spun into the park and came to an abrupt stop. "Again!" Demanding little thing, but it was said in excitement. She was looking ..almost surreal, this close to her tree. Her hair so dark it nearly shimmered blue-black, those eyes bright and warm, still rich and dark in color. It was a subtle change, but there none the less. Smile beamed to Hunter as he freed her, spritely hopping out of the car. "Navi's tree, all Navi's. This tree special" Ok, well, it was special because it was her favorite. She moved out of the car, fairly frolicking to the park entrance and giving a wave to the homeless man from earlier "Buggy buggy!" She yelled it at him and he to her. She was all smiles and happiness until Cyrus said blow the tree. Those eyes flickered silver and she pointed to Cyrus acusingly "No no no no. NO. " She arched up on tiptoe and shouted " NO" ...at which point, a bird swooped, dive bombing to knock his hat off kilter. Jerking her hand free, arms crossed and she glared at the trio. –d

Tejar Kabal [1:48 P.M.]: All three of them paused and stared at the nymph as she bounced around. If she was cute in the club, this was worlds beyond it. 'Wow.' Tejar muttered. Hunter nodded as Cyrus flicked the ash from his cigarette. 'nothing that beautiful belongs here.' The swooping bird caught them all off guard as it side swiped Cyrus' hat. Raise of hand to straighten it, the slow curl of a budding smile. 'then again..' Hunter chuckled. 'Fuck with a girl's tree...' Tejar grinned. 'end up on the birds shitlist.' Following her the trio agreed to find another way to seal the portal once they got Navi safely through it. Hunter was curiously silent as they followed her. 'Is it just me or is this park always so dead at night?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [1:57 P.M.]: Navi lead them through once she was certain she got her point across. Her movements fluid and graceful, hands extended out from her sides a bit. Fingers moved slightly as if playing over the keys of a piano, the tune she'd been huming when close to them started up again. They may not notice, but all those night time flowers grew just a little, blooming where she beckoned. They passed all manner of trees, tall, short, thin, large. But she took them directly to one that was slightly mishapen, a bit stumpy, but thick and old, and healthy. One hand laid to the tree and she pointed up, squinting "Up up, there in Navi's tree. BIG hole" Ok, so when she was three inches high it was a big hole. From here? Might be the size of the guys hands –d

Tejar Kabal [2:02 P.M.]: They may be..a bit brutal and tad bit homicidal, it was hard not to notice the budding beauty she enhanced with each step. Tejar looked at the hole then at Navi. 'You came..through here?' Hunter shrugged turning around to look over their surrounding area. It was Cyrus who moved to Navi and offered a smile beneath the hat and hair. 'Its time to go now, Navi.. your...tree is waiting for you.' Tejar and Hunter looked over the tree wanting to ask how the hell Cyrus expected her to squeeze through a hole the size of his fist. Blessedly, they remained silent.-d-

Navi the Nymph [2:07 P.M.]: "Time...Navi go" She stared at them. Being this close to her tree, translation and understanding was a little easier, it processed faster now that she had more strength in her. Squinting, she looked up to the hole, then to them. And then...with a bit of shimmering..she disappeared, the shirt a heap on the ground.
Except, that heap moved and shifted and then Navi, all about the size of a dragonfly, shot up, around their heads in a zoomy pattern much like Cyrus' driving before shooting up to the hole ripped in the veil, discreetly hidden in the foliage that could olny be seen by them directly under it. She zipped to one edge, then another before that bit of a lightshow came about in her divebomb downward. Changing size just as she landed, stumbling with the rough landing. Shake of her dark head. Hands on hips and nose scrunched. "It no go home. Navi stay. " –d

Tejar Kabal [2:12 P.M.]: Hunter knelt to pick up the shirt. 'I'm gonna miss her.' As they canted their heads watching her fly about. As she lit upon the entry they turned to one another. Cyrus turned around and clapped a hand on Hunter's shoulder. 'and the tits.' Hunter nodded. 'Oh yes.. those lovelies too.' Standing up he sighed. 'Strip Club?' Tejar turned on heel. 'I got the first round.'
Two steps and halt as all three of them blinked. She was back. 'Er....Navi...stay?' Tejar repeated dumbly as he glanced at her little form grow to the full sized naked beauty. Hunter chuckled. 'Delightful idea.' Cyrus turned his head to Hunter and grunted. Waving her shirt in the air, Hunter approached Navi.

Navi the Nymph [2:16 P.M.]: "Mine!" She gigled and nabbed the shirt, glaring at it, as if silently telling it to behave before she began putting it on the way Tejar had helped her before. VICTORY!

Tejar Kabal [2:16 P.M.]: 'Tut tut.. I make it a point never to argue with a beautiful woman, who can order a flock of pigeons to shit on you.' Offering her, the t-shirt and his arm, he cut a curt bow. 'M'lady.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [2:20 P.M.]: She nodded , freeing her hair from the shirt before giving the tree a pat. "Navi tree okay. Hole no go back home, so Navi stay. " She was gaining more words, and when Hunter offered his arm she giggled and wrapped both of hers around his.Hugging his arm, she looked to Cyrus and Tejar..between them a moment and then settled on Tej, reminding him of his words. "Navi trust stay with " He'd asked if Navi trusted him to get her outside with nothing bad happening to her. Well, she was letting him know that she trusted them. She was staying, -d

Tejar Kabal [2:24 P.M.]: Hunter and Cyrus eyed Tejar. It was his call. Not that they thought he'd have much say, this was a Nymph who seemed to have made up her mind. Let him end up on the wrong side of her ire. Tejar lowered his golden eyes to her. ''I got her in the T-shirt..I'm not explaining a bra to her.' Lip twitch. With that he headed for the park entrance. Cyrus barked out a laugh as Hunter patted Navi's hand over his arm. 'Brilliant idea.. useless garment I say.' d-

Navi the Nymph [2:30 P.M.]: Navi held on Hunter's arm while they waited for Tejar's response.His words didn't make much sense but she totally understood that she just got what she wanted! Her laughter had a few blooms sprouting early and dandilions sprouting forth on the ground around them. A hug to Hunter's arm as she squee'd in delight! "Navi stays! Need plants inside. What strip club? " Yeah she'd heard, but she'd been a little preoccupied.
For now though, she was going to enjoy whatever adventure awaited. Blessed thing about being a nymph, little details like not being able to go home didn't phase her much. It was what it was. -d

Tejar Kabal [2:34 P.M.]: That alone launched off an explaination from Hunter as he was an expert on strip clubs. 'Lovelies dancing for us sad and forlorn blokes. We were just on our way to one, to drown our misery at your leaving in beer and boobs..' Tejar and Cyrus started shaking thier head. 'don't even think...' Hunter grinned at them. 'now..we can celebrate you're staying..over beer and boobs, right gentlemen.' Tejar slapped a palm to his face. 'one does not simply take a nymph to a strip club, you ass.' Hunter stepped on Tejar foot. 'who made up that bullshit rule.. Come now lads, the ladies are waiting.' Cyrus shrugged and turned to follow Hunter. Tejar gaped at them. 'Alec is gonna shit a brick.. ' he sighed following them.-d- 'Can you at least put some clothes on her?'

Navi the Nymph [2:41 P.M.]: "Navi make sad, so sorry" She petted Hunter's arm consolingly. "Navi like dancing,everyone happy when Navi dances" Might send the club into a naked frolic, but, ...yanno, they'd be happy.
"What is brick shit? What is Alec? Navi has clothes" She tugged the shirt out as if showing him, dude...you gave it to me, remember? Navi sighed and held on to Hunter's hand, prance-skpping in that little walk. "What is beer?" –d

Tejar Kabal [2:51 P.M.]: Making it out of park, they regrouped at the hearse and bike. Tejar settled on his bike eyeing Navi a bit. It was hard not to, the woman was amazing to look at. Cyrus rested arms atop the hearse watching Hunter with Navi and grinned. 'relax Kabal. she's with us...strip club, bar..walmart on a 75% off sale..she's got us surrounding her.' Hunter stared at her as he caressed her cheek. 'Oh you dear girl..what is beer.. Gentlemen..she has been deprived.' Tejar was fast learning to know when he was beat. 'which club.' He asked holding his helmet in hands. -d-

Navi the Nymph [2:54 P.M.]: Navi waved goodbye to the homeless man at the entrance, and he sent her a flappy drunken wave right back at her. She gave Hunter's arm a hug and tip-toe ran to the bike and took up the helmet, dropping it on her head. Thing was way too big. " CHARIOT NAVI GO VROOM" She giggled and pulled it off, tossing it to Tejar before she was prancing by Cyrus and back to Hunter. All but preening at the touch to her cheek "Poor Navi deprived" Nod nod! She beamed that smile up to hunter and turned to the car...and waited. She'd never opened the door before......Slight pout and she looked to Hunter. "Navi go" –d

Tejar Kabal [3:04 P.M.]: Tejar stared at Navi as she donned his helment for all of two seconds before she moved onto the other two. A chuckle as he slid it on his head, flicking the visor up. 'I never could resist a beautiful woman.' Hunter opened the door for Navi. 'smart man, hate to have to shoot my own boss.' Cyrus grunted in agreement as he slid behind the wheel. Starting the hearse he turned his head to back out, a smile flashed to Navi as Hunter again had her safely belted. Nothing made more of a statement than entering a club twenty minutes later with a woman wearing only a t-shirt, flanked by three guys who all butt screamed..'go ahead and press your luck.' The place wasn't a dive at least. A purring voice echoed from Navi's left as a woman winked at Hunter. 'hey Weiss...saved a dance just for you.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [3:08 P.M.]: Thrilled with their bat-out-of-hell driving, Navi didn't try to climb out of the seatbelt this time. The building wasn't impressive to her, the lack of greenery just depressing. But all the people, that was exciting! All but bouncing in her steps, hanging on to Hunter's arm as the foursome made their way in. The presence of the woman just showing up and getting all purry and in Hunter's space, Navi ...scowled. Good thing there weren't any birds in here! "Beer. Now." Bossy, yes, but ..that woman had on some sort of painted mask that smelled of wax and dead things. But then she was distracted by a lot of naked women, and partially naked women. Eyes wide, Navi looked to 'her guys' and asked "Everyone dance?" –d

Tejar Kabal [3:15 P.M.]: The woman smiled at Navi and laughed. 'Sure hun.. just don't get in the way of the girls making buck.' Shifting a tray before them, the woman continued. 'I'm on shots duty tonight.. want one.. on the house.' She winked. Hunter smiled. 'Lisa...always a pleasure. Navi.. meet Lisa..' Snagging a shot he tossed it back and flung the plastic tube over shoulder. 'lets get this party started.' Cyrus shook his head as he moved to table out of the way. Given Navi's interest, the Nymph would be dancing in no time, may as well be out of the way when she set it off. Tejar slid a hand to the small of Navi's back and nodded towards Cyrus. Hunter grinned at Lisa. 'Four beers, fours shots, and..repeat, love.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [3:21 P.M.]: Navi clapped excitedly. Was this a sort of human fairy circle? So many dancing ladies! The music, she didn't understand it but the drumming noise was familiar, they had drums in her land too! "Lisa pleasure, Navi pleasure too" Totally..did NOT get the translation on that right. "Party starting ?" She watched where Cyrus went but stayed there by Tejar and Hunter. Taking one of the shots she sniffed it and scrunched her nose. None the less, she drank it and threw it over Hunter's shoulder with a bounce and giggle. Biting her lower lip, head tilted and hair swayed, listtening for the song. Humming with it, that supernatural tone vibrated in her throat. Sort of like an aunatural walking prozac. Soon, her arms were up in the air, hips rolling and a serene look on her face. She hummed and danced, though for the moment, the feel good performance was just right there for them. –d

Tejar Kabal [3:29 P.M.]: Tejar's attention was immediately grabbed as his hand was on the small of her back. Eyes dropped to her swaying hips. Cyrus watched from the safety of the table across the club, lighting a cigarette. Chuckle. 'and..you're fucked, Kabal.' Lowering his hand he watched the only show that mattered now. A Nymph schooling Hunter and Tejar in the art of dancing. Where the hell was a camera when you needed one. Hunter dropped his eyes to her as well and turned as he soon picked up her rhythm and moved in front of her, leaving Tejar to cover her back. Tejar's hand rested on her left, as Hunter's rested on her right. Perfectly surrounded as they focused on her. Lisa dropped off the drinks at the table smiling at Cyrus. 'girl's a natural..who's the big guy, he's new.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [3:35 P.M.]: That t-shirt more than covered her, but the dance wasn't about revealing to the eyes, but about celebrating what was unseen. Moving in subtle undulations, humming, beckoning peace and light with the vibrations in her throat, her smile grew seeing Hunter move in front of her. Feeling Tejar behind her, eyes closed briefly, waiting that brief second for the trio to fall in sync with one another. Her hands were up, crossed at the wrist atop her head when that dance begun. One now lowered, fingertips trailing Hunter's cheek before resting at his shoulder. Her other hand reached behind her, tipping her head back with a warm laugh as she spied Tejar. Her knuckles brushed his cheek before her hand rested atop his at her waist. "Drum, heart, dance with Navi"
And boy did she dance, some might view it as bordering perverse, the way she moved, serpentine and fluid between the two men, never loosing contact with the both of them. Singing in a language of her native tongue, the abstract words amping up the feel of pleasure and calm, spirder webbing out beyond their little space toward the others, their energy comingling and tainting the effect with whatever they were feeling. -d

Tejar Kabal [3:47 P.M.]: Not so much as feeling as just taking away the tension. The need to stand on guard. Tejar moved with her swaying motion, having almost forgotten how much fun it was to dance. Hunter reveled in the music she created as he ground a hip against her pelvis. He wasn't as tightly wound as Cyrus or Tejar, yet she offered him..a peace all his own. Both men dipped their heads towards her as they closed their eyes. Cyrus sipped on his beer watching them. 'and...that's how a Nymph gets her guy. Poor sods.' Kicking feet up on the table, he reached out and snagged a passing dancer and spun her to lap. 'hello hun.. ' He grinned. -f-

Navi the Nymph [3:54 P.M.]: And that absence of tension was a feeling, the word for it various things depending on the language. Light hearted fun, undemanding pleasure, Navi flourished in it. Grind and roll, the play of her slender curves was a work of art in between their masculine frames. Hunter was given a nuzzle along his jaw, a brush of her lips fleetingly along the curve. Laughter interrupted the song ever so sweetly, hip push and grind and pivot, turning betwixt them. One hand up on the nape of Hunter's neck, keeping him close, the other splayed on Tejar's chest, his ceek getting that same touch of lips. Back resting against Hunter;s chest, secure in him staying with her, one leg lifted, sliding along Tejar's, , thigh hitching at his outer leg somehow bringing them altogether closer. Spying Cryus there, she sent him a slow grin and a wink, those eyes shimmering briefly. The very aura of the room feeling lighter –d

Tejar Kabal [4:02 P.M.]: Cyrus' lap was occupied the woman, nibbling on his neck. Feeling eyes upon him, the hunter slid his eyes to Navi. The slow curl of lips and nod to her, before turning his face as the one sitting in his lap wanted more of his attention. Ce le vie. Cyrus granted her his tongue as she kissed him. Hunter turned his face in her hand, nuzzling it a bit as they continued to dance with Navi. Tejar found his hand sliding along her leg, hiking it more upon his hip and closed in on her more. -d-

Navi the Nymph [4:07 P.M.]: Navi was happy to see Cyrus was enjoying himself, though she did have to contain her urge to tell him the woman was wearing a mask (makeup). And if anyone wanted to know what a sunset would soundlike if a vision had sound...it would be the delighted sigh of a nymph. Beautiful, whimsy, it passed her lips with the nuzzle of Hunter's hand. Her leg curled around Tejar's hip, holding him close, that t-shirt riding up and only kept her ass covered because it was pressed against Hunter. The hand on Tejar's chest slid into his hair, fisting at the nape of his neck. Her lips hovering against his, huming softly, it would feel like a sinful kiss, licking, warm, wet and passionate...and yet, she'd done nothing but hover close, passing the sensation to both Hunter and Tejar as they danced to the beat of those drums. –d

Tejar Kabal [4:16 P.M.]: Yeap, one lovely mask, he'd mess up and be gone before he could see her in the full light of day. That's just how Cyrus rolled. Perhaps, since it was so sensual..so borderline erotic, that's what brought Tejar to his senses. His face angeled towards her. The urge to actually feel her lips on his. Golden eyes snapped opened, as his hand gripped her hip. 'whoa...that's enough.' Removing his hand from her hip, he smacked Hunter in the side of the head. 'we're groping her.' He murmured before looking out to spy the drinks on the table and Cyrus..otherwise occupied. 'how the hell does he do that?' -d- 'and keep the hat on.'

Navi the Nymph [4:21 P.M.]: Caught up in the pleasure of the dance and the roaming hands of Tejar and Hunter, she paid no heed to the fact that...maybe they wouldn't want to be enjoying this. Ha! Just a little squee at the grip to her hip, just grinning at him as his eyes snapped open. "Navi so cute?" Blame Hunter for that one! Giggling and dropping her leg from Tejar's hip, she gave the Kabal a warm hug before resting her back to Hunter. Peering over at Cryrus as they were, Navi giggled "Cryroo soooo cute" Giggle and she hugged Hunter and then bounced between the two. "Beer!" -d

Tejar Kabal [4:25 P.M.]: Hunter opened his eyes and dropped his hand as well. 'Ahem.. well yes..seems there is a lot to learn about Nymphs.' Tejar eyed him. 'like touching one really makes you wanna fu...' Hunter grinned and cut him off. 'exactly...' A nod to Navi. 'Beer it is, my dear.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [4:29 P.M.]: A heavy sigh and Navi looked around, arms crossing beneath her breasts. "Mask women not nymphs. Cyroo going to choke" Because that woman was deep tonguing the man like she lost her gum in there!
Both hands lifted, patting each of their chests, and she started bounce-dancing. Dark hair swaying with the beat, giggling as she watched the women and...she sang, not a song, just a little series of notes to amp up the energy level of the room, yelling in nymphish woohoo "Dance more! Again! " -d

Tejar Kabal [4:32 P.M.]: Heading for the table, Hunter cleared his throat picking up a beer and handing it to Navi, before claiming one. Cyrus grunted in response, then moved his feet out of the way to they sit. The woman on his lap shifted witht the movement before she pulled away from Cyrus. 'wanna go to a private room, hun?' Cyrus, Hunter and Tejar bit back a bit of a laugh hearing Navi. Well there went Cyrus' plans for the night. Folding a bill in her hand he declined. 'Sorry hun, my party has arrived.' Tejar's hands went to Navi's hips. 'calm down, little one.. we can't keep up..' Hyper dancing on 10 may just end them all. The woman left as Cyrus stood up and tugged Navi by the hand, spinning her around. 'speak for yourself.' With that, the normally stoic hunter moved with the dancing Nymph. Hunter flopped into a seat. 'there you have it. i've seen everything now.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [4:36 P.M.]: Navi moved with them to the table, excitedly taking the beer and smiling at Hunter as if he'd just given her a golden chalice from the fountain of youth. Just a sip, and a face was made, shoving it to Tejar "Very very no good, Teja verra bad" She watched the woman get paid to leave - ha, that's how she saw it at least! Soon her hand tugged by Cyrus, prettily twirling in that spin with a buble of laughter. "Cyroos dance!" Happily humming, both arms draped up his chest, one hand at his shoulder the other at the nape of his neck. And though she was humming the diddy, she let him lead the moves! -d

Tejar Kabal [4:42 P.M.]: Tejar accepted the beer from her, and rasised it lips. 'yeah.. it takes getting used to.' A smile as he watched her dance with Cyrus. Sliding into a seat beside Hunter he nodded. 'how come he's not..' Hunter finished for him. 'falling for her charms. Cyrus is an enigma. Been partners for years, I'm still not sure I know all the idiosyncricities where he's concerned.' Tejar nodded. 'like the thing with the hat.' Hunter nodded. 'has something to do with his eyes.' Cyrus spun Navi around, dipping her back, yet maintaining some space between them. Pulling her upright, he spun her around again, then lifted her up the table and let her go as Hunter and Tejar scrambled to move the drinks to give her room to dance her little heart out. -d-

Navi the Nymph [4:48 P.M.]: Navi didn't know what Cyrus was, only that he was her friend. And convoluted as it sounds, the fact that he could resist with ease her little charms and simple songs she didn't try to charm him with more powerful ...nymph-wooing. Spinning, being dipped, she grinned and danced with elegance and ease. Only briefly did she lift her hand to touch his cheek. But instead of the rather bold feeling of a passionate kiss, she offered him the feeling of ...snuggles, an uncomplicated warmth of lazy cuddles. Though, no one but Cyrus himself would know the feeling put forth. Laughing as he lifted her to the table. giving a bit of a dangerous illusion of a peek from that t-shirt as arms would lift up and she spun, feet moving, hips rolling. Her whole body moving in a dance one might feel inspired by gypsies and the like –d

Tejar Kabal [4:56 P.M.]: Cyrus nodded to her, their little secret as her feeling of snuggles was accepted with a smile. Dropping to a seat, he nodded to his commrades. 'you can thank me later.' He muttered lighting a cigarette and settling back to watch her dance. Tejar and Hunter stared up at her as well. 'Thank You, Cyrus.' They murmured transfixed. Peeking wasn't a crime was it? Hello, strip club.. it was expected. -d-

Navi the Nymph [4:59 P.M.]: Nymphs didn't sweat, they glistened, no really, it was a shimmering quality - hell natural born stripper there with the almost body glitter it could be mistaken for. Which, that shirt would be coming off, and she'd toss it to the trio with a point "Mine". Yeah, live amongst the fay and you learn to stake a claim on what you don't want nabbed! Free of the shirt, she felt freer now to dance and twirl, hips keeping up with the beat of the drum and everything above and below moving in sensual bliss . The only thing a Nymph loved more than nature was pleasure and this din of sin was oozing it. So yes, they had quite the happy nymph up there table dancing, delighting in the playful laughter and giving in to the movement. –d

Tejar Kabal [5:14 P.M.]: Tejar and Hunter dropped beers. 'omigod' Tejar murmured. 'Hunter made the sign of the cross. 'i think i just fell in love.' Cyrus' head canted. ''we've got company.' All three of them turned to a group of men heading for them..more aptly Navi, waving bills. 'come dance for us, girlie.' Hunter's eyes narrowed. Tejar cracked his knuckles. Cyrus, simply lit a cigarette. 'her call.' Hunter nodded. 'we are our ladies, knights.' Tejar whole heartedly agreed. 'to the end.' -d-

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Navi the Nymph [7:00 P.M.]: Navi was dancing on that table top, a sensual sway and undulation of every blessed inch of her. Of COURSE people were coming over. But not her people...and not at her request. She came to a stop with hands on her hips, those dark eyes narrowing a bit. A look back to her 'knights' and pointing to the strangers "Not Navi's. " And promptly leapt off the table and stood among the three, arms crossed and ..yup, yup this is what it looked like when she was done! –d

Tejar Kabal [7:06 P.M.]: There was simply something to be said for a woman who spoke her mind, or knew a bad deal when she saw one. Cyrus, Hunter, and Tejar surrounded her as they waited for the group to dispurse. Her answer had been given. The leader fanned the bills out and eyed her. 'c'mon, ain't nothing they got can..' Hunter cut him off. 'Not gonna happen.' Tejar eyed the man hoping he'd catch a clue...sooner rather than later. Hunter slid a hand to back pocket and series of clicks echoed. Brow arch as the others actually drew first. Hunter blinked. 'That..has got to be a first.' Tejar chuckled. 'sure.. couple beers at a strip club what could go wrong..' Shake of head. Hunter withdrew his hand. 'I was going to offer you, chaps a round as we are leaving. However, I can see you desperately need a lesson in manners.' A glance at the one in front of him, as he jerked the fire arm towards him, twisted the wrist and shoved back, now aiming the poor fellows own gun at him. 'in how to hold a gun properly.' Cyrus pulled Navi to the side, before him, resting his hands on her bare shoulder. 'this could take a bit.' He murmured as he handed her a shot since she didn't like the beer. Hunter tilted his head, barrel trained on the guys head. 'while your friends may actually take me down..you, my dear boy will be well dead before I.' Plucking the money that was offered, he handed it to Navi. 'For the five minutes of her life she'll never get back. Move along now, I'm not nearly drunk enough to truly see the fun in making you piss your pants.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [7:18 P.M.]: Navi was frowning a tad as she stood by her knights, eyes narrowing like an angry feline as the one persisted. "Not Navi's" Which..basically meant she claimed the Trio as her own and everyone else...not. Navi took her shirt off the table into her hands, not trusting these strangers! She moved with no resistance with the touch of Cyrus' hand, resting her back against him and peeking upward with a grin to him and those words. "Navi like" She...liked..the ..violence. Don't question it, but needless to say she was watching Hunter and Tejar without bothering to mask how impressive she thought they were. She took the money Hunter handed her, making a face at the smell of it and well, pretty as you please shoved and wiggled it into Cyrus' pocket. THe shot in her other hand finally taken before she hummed happily..oh that one tasted yummy! Despite the situation, the lil nymph looked pleased as punch! –d

Tejar Kabal [7:24 P.M.]: Cyrus' lips curled in a smile beneath the hair. 'my kinda girl alright.' What more was there to think about? Tejar's arms were folded across chest. While the others seemed to ponder shooting Hunter, the slow slide of shard of ice in palm emerged. The man before him blinked and stepped back. Something about not messing with freaky shit like that. One down two to go. Cyrus simply canted his head and that grin was the only visible feature on him. 'Four blades, three guns.. take your pick which one I use on you..' pause and the smile broadened. 'to start.' Two down..leaving one. Hunter smiled. 'Tis you and I, son.' The third turned on heel and stalked off muttering and cursing out his friends for leaving him hanging. Hunter flicked the safety back on the gun and off all people, handed it to Navi. 'Welcome to NY, Navi.' Tejar chuckled. -d-

Navi the Nymph [7:31 P.M.]: Navi giggled and clapped. She had defenses, yes but wasn't it always much more fun to have another prove their prowess in these matters? Of COURSE it is! Tugging on her shirt, the gun offered out to Navi, she sniffed it before taking it, looking it over curiously. "Navi like, very pretty" Beaming a smile to Hunter and Tejar she was waving the gun about as she pointed and gestured for them to cover their ears "Navi show you" And then she yelled. Not....not a mad woman yell, not a screech..it was... silent..but it broke ever glass in the direction she faced and anyone in eashot was grabbing their head. With pride she offered the gun bag to Hunter "Navi go boom too" –d

Tejar Kabal [7:34 P.M.]: The trio covered thier ears and stared in utter suprise as the glass around them exploded. 'Oh shit!' Tejar muttered. Hunter whipped around, snagging the gun. 'Time to go!' He flung to Cyrus, who scooped up Navi, carrying her sideways like a mannequien as they rushed for the door. Hunter brought up the rear and saluted the bouncers. 'Uh.. we'll send a check for damage.. Have a good night.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [7:38 P.M.]: Navi was so not sure why they were running, they had all the boom and guns! But soon picked up like a football and toted out, Navi was laughing as she bounced along "Navviii diiiizzyyy" Her voice bouncing with the hussle out of there! -d

Tejar Kabal [7:39 P.M.]: Tejar opened the door on the hearse and Cyrus slid Navi, fastening the seatbelt. Hunter strolled to the car, cackling. 'Well, seems our little bird here can break the soundbarrier.' Clap of hands as he peered in at her and winked. 'Splendid job, Navi.' Cyrus rested arms atop the car. 'What do we do with her now?' Both Cyrus and Hunter looked at Tejar. Tejar was sliding on his bike, a lift of helmet in hands as he glanced back at them. 'Huh...why are you looking at me like that?' His gaze dropped to Navi in the car. 'Oh no...uh uh.. no way.. you're her elf and knight.' Hunter made a tsk'ing sound. 'You agreed as well..to the end, I believe were your exact words.' Tejar blinked and pointed to the club. 'that was the end..' Hunter slapped a hand over heart and dipped head to wink at Navi. 'Oh woe to my heart..you would abandon a damsel in need...to the merciless streets of this hardened city...' Cyrus chuckled as he slid in the car and started the engine. 'pout at Tejar, Navi..he's a sucker like that.' He
murmured.-d-

Navi the Nymph [7:47 P.M.]: A grin to Cryus as he settled her in, sweetly touching his cheek. Watching the trio as they spoke, her eyes bright with curiosity and delight. Being told she did a good job had her smiling brightly "Navi protect, is good" Yes, that's right, she'd protect 'her' guys! And then they were discussing her as if she werent there, and she was plying with the seatbelt because she had the attention of a cockerspaniel at the moment! Hunter got a giggle for his antics and the murmur of Cyrus had her landing those big dark eyes on Tejar. Blinkblink...."Navi...can sit in tree...alone..." And there it was, that little subtle quiver of lower lip working up a pout. –d

Tejar Kabal [7:53 P.M.]: Don't make eye contact...don't make eye.....dammit! Tejar slid his helmet on and lowered the visor. 'Fine.' Hunter closed Navi's door and slid in the passenger side as Cyrus was already pulling out the spot. 'Thank you, Tejar.. you are a prince among men.' He called as Cyrus barked out a laugh. 'sucker.' It wasn't long before they were back at the Lair, striding in through the Hotel lobby enterance. Hunter paused staring at the elevator doors. 'How to do this..' Cyrus brushed past him, pushing the button as the door slid open he picked Navi up and turned his face to hers. Crushing kiss landed on Navi as Hunter barked out a laugh. 'Brilliant.. again I'm stuck out in the cold.' Stepping into the elevator, he pushed the Penthouse suite. 'Hope she bites you..' He grumbled. -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:00 P.M.]: Navi giggled and clapped, bouncing in her seat as much as the seatbelt would allow. "Yay! Navi stay!" The ride was interesting as per usual, asking to go faster, trying to play with windows, and any buttons she could. She was delighted to be back at the hotel. As much as she loved nature, she also reveled being around her people. And now? Well, they were her people! But the elevator was once again scowled at as an instrument of evil. Scooped up by Cyrus brought her out of the frowny face and that kiss? It made her squeak a bit but she was soon enough cupping that usually hidden face, returning the kiss with equal demand....she might bite him later, but for now she was enjoying the distraction! –d

Tejar Kabal [8:06 P.M.]: DING! The doors slid opened and Hunter stepped out. Turning to look that the two, still liplocked. 'Top floor, molesting elves, half naked nymphs...' He called out, leaning in the door rapping knuckles on the wall. "hellloooooo, everybody off...' Cyrus flipped him the bird. 'Ok.. you're busy.. got it.' Hunter turned around and strolled into the penthouse, flinging off his coat and flopping on the couch. Eventually, Cyrus eased off the kiss, setting her on her feet as he stepped off the elevator. -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:10 P.M.]: She heard him talking, really she did, but his tongue and lips were feeling quite nice and despite her weaker state the dizziness of motion wasn't a problem. She damn near purred, just about the time Cyrus was flipping off Hunter, her nimble fingers slid to the nape of his neck and just basked in the kiss, not rushing in the slightest. After a few moments, as the kiss eased, she did bite him - just a nibble really, before her bare feet touched the floor. She slid her hand into his to lead the way, only
a little off kilter from exposure. –d

Tejar Kabal [8:14 P.M.]: It was a full 15 minutes later before Tejar stepped into his own place. 'what the hell is up with the elevator.' Hunter snorted and pointed to Cyrus leaning against the glass doors heading out to the balcony. 'ask the kissing cassanova.' Cyrus silently saluted Tejar in response. 'Riiiight. Ok, so.. plant..raided the gift shop downstairs, this is the best I got for her.' A bouquet of assorted blooms and one potted plant he had know clue what the hell it was. Dropping keys in helmet he set it on the counter a grabbed three beers and one bottle of water for the non beer drinking Nymph. Flopping down beside Hunter he handed a beer to him, tossing Cyrus another and set the water on the table. 'where is she?' -d-


Navi the Nymph [8:18 P.M.]: She was - on the balcony. Why? Because the air was an element that made her feel better and she felt like she was up in a really really tall tree! She smelled the plant though and came tip-toe running in. A hug to Cyrus' arm and she was off in the run to the plants! The cut bouquet though was looked at in horror. Basically, Tejar got her corpses. Once they were cut, they were dead. It'd be like chopping one of their pets in half, putting a bow on it and gifting it to them, waiting for it to decompose. So, that was her look "No no no no, sad, so very sad" She took up the tree and other plant, moving them to the table and set them there with a thankful inhale and sigh. But the bouquet she looked to sadly, moving to plop in Hunter's lap and curl against him. Horrified, really. This was a cruel place just axing up flowers! -d

Tejar Kabal [8:23 P.M.]: Cyrus made a small whistling sound like a missle falling. Hunter, watching Navi grinned and finished it with the expected explosion sound. 'ballless and brainless.' Hunter stroked her hair as she curled in his lap. 'It's okay, he didn't know fresh cut flowers are...dead flowers.' Slide of eyes to Tejar, who slapped a hand to forehead with a wince. 'shit.' Leveling his gaze on her, golden eyes lowered a bit. 'I'm sorry Navi, I didn't think...' he murmured. -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:27 P.M.]: She wasn't angry - lucky them! Just very confused and sad. She took the comforting attention from Hunter and wondering how often they killed their flowers around here and if that's why only concrete grew in this big place? Tejar's words had her looking to him. Reaching out a hand, she gave his cheek a gentle touch. "Navi ok with Tejar. Just sad flowers, no more dead, okay?" She was getting better with her words! -d

Tejar Kabal [8:37 P.M.]: Why did that almost feel like absolution? Tejar nodded as her hand rested on his cheek. 'No more cut flowers.' He repeated. Cyrus watched them in silence, raising his beer to take a drink, then returned his attention to the night. Tejar slid back in his seat, closing his eyes. Hunter continued to stroke her hair as he stared into space. A sad nymph was no joke! Thank the Gods for Alec, who stepped off the elevator. 'You three suck! Just let me say that. Do you know how many times my ass has been slapped tonight!' Jerking a beer from the fridge he flopped beside Tejar and blinked at Navi. 'Naked dancer?' He asked. The trio responded in unison. 'Navi.' Alec rolled his eyes. 'Ok.. naked dancer, Navi.. what's she doing here?' he asked, pushing glasses back up on his nose. -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:44 P.M.]: With his agreement, it was like the clouds parted and she gave him a brilliant smile. A brush of thumb to his cheek and all was right in her world again! Dark eyes watched Cyrus a moment but was distracted by another joining them. Brows arched in curiosity, and head tiltingly observed. "Navi stay" It was said with just a bit of I-put-my-foot-down- determination, not sure what sort of voting power he had in the heirarcy of things. "Cyroos, Hunt, Te-jar. Navi's friend" Because, that explained everything!-d

Tejar Kabal [8:48 P.M.]: Alec stared at her, beer poised in the air. 'yes ma'am.' Turn of head to Tejar for further explaination. The 'Ox' cracked a smile at him. 'Nymph.' Alec nodded. 'Of course...Nymph.' Shake of head as he swallowed a good bit of his beer. 'I'm abused by hungry women with a broken gay-dar..and you three are off gallavanting with a pixie...nice.' Tejar chuckled as he ruffled Alec's hair. 'sacrifice, babe...sacrifice.' Cyrus smirked a bit. 'word.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [8:54 P.M.]: "Beer and boobs are good" Her first complete sentence, boys! awww! She wondered why Cryus was alllll the way over there, hmm. But the word pixie had her dark head whipping around to glare at Alex. "Not. Pixie. Pixie mean. Pixie trickster. Navi NICE" Got it? Goood! Yeah, they might all be in the same family tree, but to the nymphs, pixies were rotten apples, always up to no good! Navi started looking around and then studied the couch with intensity before asking. "Where Navi sleep?" Wondering where they all slept, actually, this sofa was small! –d

Tejar Kabal [9:00 P.M.]: Tejar chuckled as Alec sort of backed up a bit, nodding to her. 'Not a Pixie.. got it.' Another glare at Tejar. The Russian was truly having a bad night with women. However all four of them stared at Navi, with her raised question. Hunter's hand stilled in her hair. 'Yes, Tejar, where will our little Nymph be sleeping?' Cyrus shifted to eye Tejar wanting to hear this one. Golden eyes narrowed a bit as he met Hunter's gaze. Alec rose to feet eyeing all three of them. 'That's alot of testosterone floating in the air.' Shrewd blue eyes slid to Navi. Pixie may have been more apt to describe her. Nymphs..nature. Generally happy, though can strike dumbness, besotted infatuation, madness, can induce stroke. Truly the Russian was like a walking computer. His eyes hardened a bit on Navi, not liking the air in the room at all. Sliding his glasses back up on face, he turned on heel and snagged Tejar by the hair, planting a kiss on him. 'How about she bunks with me. Perfectly safe..and you three can chill out.' Alec announced as he let Tejar go. Hunter arched a brow at Tejar as Cyrus coughed a bit. Tejar stood there for a moment. 'what'd I just miss?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:11 P.M.]: The hardening gaze was not lost on her and she frowned a bit, not knowing what she'd done to earn his displeasure. Whatever it was, he didn't like her and she was not thrilled with that. Sliding off Hunter;s lap to stand, she moved with that spritely grace to hug Alec. Just a hug, all the warm fuzzies. Who didn't like hugs? "Navi know perfect sleep place" Taking the potted plant, she moved to set it in the corner of the room and gestured to it. "Navi sleep there, no angry with Navi, see?" -d

Tejar Kabal [9:17 P.M.]: 'Erk!' Alec was caught off guard as she hugged and the aprehension he had, lessoned some. 'um okay.' Tejar tilted his head looking at Alec. 'What's with the....' Alec batted at him. 'Payback for my abused ass.' Cyurs snorted as Hunter fell over laughing. Tejar picked up his beer really trying not to laugh at his friend. 'Find anything new, Alec?' The flustered Russian blushed a tad as he pushed his glasses up on bridge of nose. 'Meaning the portals. Not yet, though there were a few oddities in Staten Island if you guys wanna check it out.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:21 P.M.]: Silvery flash of light and the shirt hit the floor, Navi was small once again and zipping around Alec's head, wooshing through Hunter's hair, bouncing off Tejar's abs and spring vaulting to Cyrus, mimicking the missle sound he made earlier til she THWACKED against his chest, crawling up to sit on his shoulder. –d

Tejar Kabal [9:23 P.M.]: Cyrus turned his head a bit to move his hair so she had a place to perch. Shrouded beneath the veil of his hair and under the cover of his hat, she'd be safe from the elements, rain and such. Hunter sat back and folded his arms behind his head. 'Its early enough, we can..' Eyeing Cyrus. 'Feel like earning our pay?' The stoic hunter flashed a grin. 'wanna break some shit, Navi?' -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:26 P.M.]: Navi giggled and bounced, clapping with two thumbs up given! She liked it up under here...no wonder Cyrus wore it all the time! Taking a lock of his hair, she did drape it across her lap to pet it, though. "Navi break shit. Shit go boom" –d

Tejar Kabal [9:30 P.M.]: Alec picked up her t-shirt and folded it beside her plant. Seeing was believing. If controlling their collective moods didn't do it, mini-nymph sealed it. 'It could be nothing, but NYPD is coming up short. Break ins, trashing the place..leaving the cash.' Alec rattled off. Tejar rubbed his face. 'So robbery is out..when the hell did we become task force for this crap.' Alec grinned finding the vodka. 'I'd say the third time Raven tried blowing up the entire state. You remember...enter the Dragon....things go....' All of them whistled and made the explosion sound. -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:34 P.M.]: "Navi go boom!" Giggling at the explosion sounds - she really liked that sound! Using the strand of hair like a sheet, Navi lay out on Cyrus' shoulter, her silvery wings flitting a bit before draping against her, curling around shoulders and hips like an intricate tattoo. So small, maybe only Cyrus would hear " Messy messy..Navi think boggies. Boggies make mess and go away" -d

Tejar Kabal [9:36 P.M.]: Cyrus reached up and slid an index finger over her knee. 'gonna have some fun.. hang on and stay close.' He murmured. Hunter checked his guns and picked up his coat. Cyrus nodded his head. 'Navi's got a lead... Boggies.' Alec frowned. 'is there another name. I'm not familiar with the term..boggies.' Tejar tilted his head. 'Boh-ggies? or 'Bah-ggies?' Hunter shrugged. 'does it matter.. dead is dead.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [9:39 P.M.]: A happy little trilled purr at the petting, a nuzle given against his shoulder. "Boh-gees. like troll...sharp sharp teeth, trash and throw things. Stinky stinky. Boggies eat chaos, nymph no like. " -d

Tejar Kabal [9:52 P.M.]: Cyrus repeated her words and Alec nodded. 'Got it. Staten Island is the place for them then..' Alec turned on heel heading to the door. 'I'll track you. Use the comlinks. Cy, aside from being next to a dump, it is a residential area.' The hunter nodded. 'Got it.' Tejar moved to scoop up his helmet and keys. 'Let's go.' Hunter picked up his coat as the all filed into the elevator. Cyrus dipped his head a bit foward, so his hair shielded Navi. 'be brave, warrior nymph.' he murmured.-d-

Navi the Nymph [9:59 P.M.]: She was all but in a Cyrus hair blanket, wrapped up and cozy, humming a little happy tune. "Navi brave, Navi rawr!" Lessened the impact of the words when she giggled, tho! Tucked up close, she tugged at his hair a little. "No leave Navi shirt. Al-eek no happy naked Navi" Say that three times fast! -d

Tejar Kabal [10:01 P.M.]: Cyrus smiled. 'don't need it. Need Navi small..she's our secret weapon. it'll be here waiting for you.' Worse case, he'd strip Hunter down and use his shirt. Sound plan. Hunter chuckled. 'Alec's fine, Navi..he's just a bookworm pretty girls make him nervous.' The ride down was over shortly as Tejar stepped off he waved to fingers to the others. 'Meet you there.' He called. Cyrus and Hunter headed out the front door. In the car, Hunter opned the glove compartment and fished out the comlinks. Handing one to Cyrus, the other he fitted to ear and tapped it. 'Online.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:08 P.M.]: Navi grinned "Navi secret! Bogies go away" She liked this plan! Hearing Hunter, Navi giggled "Navi sooo cute" Nope, not livin that down yet! She curled up in the cocoon that was Cyrus' hair around her while they rode in the elevator. . Shivering until they were free and making a 'bleh' sound once clear of it. As they strapped in, Navi scooted up to sit and rest against Cyrus' neck "Bogies bite. Bogies make big mess, people get mad, bogies get fat and like chaos" –d

Tejar Kabal [10:21 P.M.]: As Cyrus drove, he reitterated her words to Hunter who nodded. 'Got that, Alec?' Alec confirmed and cursed. 'Tejar hasn't logged in. What the hell is he doing?' Hunter tilted his head to check his mirror. 'About 80 heading up town.' Alec grumbled. Hunter smiled softly. 'Don't worry Mama Hen, he's a big boy.' Alec snorted. Cyrus turned the wheel as they headed for the Staten Island Ferry. They'd have to cross on the ferry. Slowly to a halt, Cyrus cut the engine and leaned his head back. The Ducati rolled up minutes later. Hunter was sitting atop the hearse staring out at the water. 'Gotta faster way than the Ferry, boss.' Tejar slid his helmet off his head, the mane of hair hanging free. Turn of head and grin. 'Yeah..but you're not gonna like it.' Lift of head, he whistled. In the starless night, the shimmering form circling in the air. Lowering his head he eyed the water. 'Staten Island isn't part of my territory. It's the Dragon Express or a forty-five minute rickety boat ride.' -d-

Navi the Nymph [10:32 P.M.]: Navi was very interested in the little ear com, but she resisted messing with it, though Cyrus hopefully wouldn't swat her for all the squirming and petting she was doing. "Alec lay egg?" See, English was a confusing language people! Content humming and playing quietly, even as they talked on the ferry wait. The word dragon had Navi squealing excitedly "Dragon love Navi! Navi love Dragon!" -d

Tejar Kabal [10:36 P.M.]: Hunter leaned back against the windshield and closed his eyes. Cyrus remained silent, then lit a cigarette. So not cool with leaving his wheels. Tejar chuckled as he moved to the dock. Cyrus nodded. 'The Lady calls Dragon.' Tilt of head and Tejar whistled again. A few moments later, the Ice Dragon settled before them. A turn of head and curt nod given to Tejar before lowering to his hand. 'Hey Pretty Lady.' He murmured to the dragon. So never making the mistake of calling her a guy in this life again. 'We need to get there...quick, can you give us a hand.' The dragon turned her head and eyed the distance, then gave them a deadpan look as if to say, 'you woke me up for this.' Still, the dragon lowered a wing over the water towards them to climb on. The trio climbed on and settle down on her back.-d-

Navi the Nymph [10:40 P.M.]: Navi couldn'r resist. Untangling from Cyrus' hair, she zipped to the dragon and gave Frosty a big hug on the end of her muzzle. And..yanno, who knows if Frosty even noticed the wee thing! Either way, Navi was hugging, petting and praising her for her loveliness until she noticed the trio was settled. With a quickness, she zipped to them and divebombed into Cyrus' shirt, that's right, in it. She was not getting sucked off this ride by wind factor! -d

Tejar Kabal [10:45 P.M.]: The rise and flight began, Cyrus raising a hand to hold the hat in place as he dipped his head again. A little wiggle as the Nymph dove down his shirt. Hunter shrugged as he watched Navi to the introductory hug to the dragon. 'guess she likes dragons too.' Tejar was last as he kind of walked up the dragon he'd named Frosty to crouch atop her head. One hand on one horn. 'I owe you big for this...snowball fight Saturday at dawn..winner takes all?' He grinned, free hand patting her head. An odd jerking head motion in a nod as Frosty headed for thier destination. Forty minutes sliced right there. Frosty lit upon one of the few taller buildings and let a wing drop for them to slide down. Her head lowered and twisted about to nudge Cyrus' shirt. The greeting returned to the Nymph. While Cyrus..went stark still. Hunter chuckled. 'saw your life flash before your eyes didn't you?'

Navi the Nymph [10:51 P.M.]: And from inside his shirt there was the happiest of giggles, the mini naked navi giving Cyrus' chest a hug. Her happy little song just for the dragon before she climbed up those abs and pecs and popped up out his shirt collar. Bed head going on, those blue-black locks all out of sorts. Smoothing them with sweep of hand, just getting back on his shoulder, she teased Cryus while those dark eyes looked to place Tejar and Hunter. "Cyroos hubba hubba" Mwahaha. -d

Tejar Kabal [10:58 P.M.]: Lip curl from the Cyrus as he slid an index finger over her knee again. What did one say to that? Tejar peered down at the streets below. There was no way in hell Frosty could fit without doing some damage. Leaving the dragon behind, the trio and thier 'Lady Nymph' began their hunt. Cyrus paused to slide his comlink in ear. Tapping it the blue light flashed illuminating the hair behind Navi. Tejar slid his in as well as they came to an intersection. From there..the split into three directions. Cyrus to the left, Hunter straight ahead, and Tejar to the right. Frosty watched for a moment, before taking flight and circling over thier collective heads. -d-

Navi the Nymph [11:04 P.M.]: She waved by with both hands, one for each of the fellas, blowing a kiss to Frosty and then...Ooo shiney light! She was momentarily distracted, , but soon took up a lock of his hair and tied it around her waist so she wouldn't loose Cyrus. Against his neck, purring trill of happy at the petting before she was focused on the hunting. "Rats like bogies.., smell like rot. watchy watchy" And she had on her 'game face' beneath the cover of that hat, on the prowl! -d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Tejar Kabal [11:32 A.M.]: Three men with guns, a dragon and a three inch tall Nymph...walk down a dark street. Sounded like the start of a bad joke. Not that Staten Island was desolate, there just wasn't a lot to do there, with the recovery still going on, it was even more sparce. Hunter tilted his head coming to a halt. 'Clear.' Tejar responded much the same. Regrouping, Cyrus lit another cigarette eyeing the street. They were closer to the dump. Cant of head. 'think you can rouse them, Navi?' He asked. Tejar turned his attention to Cyrus. 'think she can handle that alone?' Cyrus simply nodded with a smirk. 'oh yeah..my kinda girl.' Hunter tilted his head. 'I'm good with it.' Tejar focused on Navi. Alec chimed in his ear. 'Nymphs aren't just pretty faces. They're stronger and faster than they look, Ox.' The unspoken warning implied. Don't coddle. Tejar nodded and winked at Navi. 'go get 'em, little one.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [11:38 A.M.]: Navi was quite fond of her perch and had quietly petted Cyrus' hair(like three strands) as he lead them down the street. A little giggle at Cyrus' question, silvery wings flitting with excitement "Navi can, Navi no scared" Untangling herself , Navi stood on Cyrus' shoulder and gave a stretch. "Boggies no like Navi's flowers. Mad Mad Mad" She giggled a bit , braiding her hair with a bit of quick handiwork. Tejar's go ahead and wink was responded to with a quick kiss blown his way. Then she was off, zooming from the launch pad that is Cyrus' shoulder. Just a little streak, like a deranged dragonfly, seeming to have no rhyme or reason to the direction. And then it started, a song, a haunting little song that was a bit whimsical and flirty magic, but as small as she was it wouldn't be heard...just...felt. It was a song that helped her little flowers grow stronger and taller...and it was like nails on a chalkboard to the bogies! Zipping around, she gave that little aria her all, until she was dive bombing into Cyrus' hair, catching and swinging on it like a vine! "Smell that? That boggie!' And oh it would rouse them, the stench first, like rotting fruit and flesh. -d

Tejar Kabal [12:00 P.M.]: They watched in silence as all they saw was a faint little streak of fading light. 'She's quick. I like her.' Tejar nodded as Navi retuned, swining on Cyrus' hair. Then the stench hit them. 'Oh hell..' In moments the emerged. Dragging carcasses of just..filth. Tejar lowered his hands to rest at thighs. Hunter drew both guns. Alec chimed in. 'remember..residential area.' Cyrus nodded as he raised a thumb to lips. The bite and draw of blood, flick towards the boggies. 'activate.' The barrier rose around them all sealing them inside. A cant of head to Navi. 'Let 'em have it.' Though, at his words, all of them moved. Spreading out, the shards of ice rose and flew, the echo of bullets being fired and the 'skreeeet' and jangle of chains as Cyrus opted for a curious blade attached to a long chain. -d-

Navi Oakwood [12:13 P.M.]: Navi made a face at the stench, settling again on Cyrus' shoulder and mimicing that thumb flick, -minus the blood- just..yanno..badassing it like the big guy! "Navi go boom" That was their warning. And while most might think her size was a disadvantage, Navi had speed. Zipping up and over, she let out a series of those soundless screams that would curl th paint off the walls. To bogies? It would be an ear bleeding experience. It wouldn't kill them, but it would slow the bogies down and keep them from inciting a riot with their penchant for chaos and disrepair. –d

Tejar Kabal [12:18 P.M.]: Cyrus grinned as he turned on heel and jerked on the chain, slicing the head off of one boggie. Beside him another dropped withs hands upon ears screaming. A moment later, Hunter ended his agony. Lifting his head Hunter chuckled. 'she's so your type.' Cyrus nodded. 'yeap. may have to ditch you, Hunt.' Two shards of ice flew passed them impaling another boggie. 'assuming I don't have a say in this.' Coming up behind them, he cast a glance at the screaming boggies as Cyrus gathered his blade. 'why aren't our ears bleeding?' Tejar asked as he folded his arms. Hunter lowered and holstered his guns as her 'knights' were rather content to watch the Nymph give the boggies hell. 'maybe she can control her targets?' Alec piped up over the comlink. Fair enough. Made sense where nothing else really did. They watched in silence before Cyrus tilted his head. 'she stays.' Hunter nodded. 'I second that.' Tejar grinned at them. 'absolutely.' Alec chuckled. 'she's gonna need a bigger plant.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [12:29 P.M.]: Ever see a boggie head explode? Right out the top of it's nasty skull, opened up like a dropped melon. It was also, very very exhausting! A slower flit and she made her way back to Cyrus and dropped to his shoulder. Silvery wings curled against her body, looking more like a tattoo than anything else. She was quiet just a minute and pointed to the dump, nose crinkling. "Navi see shimmer, big big boggie hole. Bad hole need go bye" They were from her realm, but tended to stick to the swamps and less appealing areas. To close this portal may not stop them from entering at another, but it would limit thier access. She snugged up against Cyrus' neck as she watched the other two. –d

Tejar Kabal [12:33 P.M.]: Hunter frowned a bit as a thought occurred to him. 'Does this mean, we have to put clothes on her?' Tejar laughed. Alec sighed. 'for the safety of the rest of us..at least when she's in mixed company beyond you three drooling deviants.' Chuckles echoed as they watched Navi perch on Cyrus' shoulder. Raising an index finger to gingerly rub her head. 'well done, we'll take it from here.' With the comlink, Navi's voice now carried to the Alec, Hunter and Tejar who nodded. 'one closed portal coming up.' Once more they raced forward, spreading out a bit as Cyrus and Tejar cleared the area for Hunter to go straight up the middle. His guns replaced by two flash grenades. 'Kabal..need a step up.' Turn of head, as one hand held of boggies, the others sent thick shards of ice for Hunter to use getting to the top of the heap. There it was, the pulsing orifice that had them oozing from it. Flick of the charges and the toss into the pit. Lunging to the side, he skidded down the slope and headed back the way he came Moments later the silent boom went unnoticed as the brilliant light before all was done. Cyrus finished off the last remaining boggies as they regrouped. Nothing left. The smoldering portal was closing in on itself. Hunter tilted his head to the side. 'still..no idea where the hell these are coming from..or why?' He murmured, before extending a finger to Navi. 'but you my dear..are so on the team.. we voted.' Tejar chuckled as Cyrus' barrier receeded. "Lets get out of here. Frsoty's no doubt bored as hell.' -f-

Navi Oakwood [12:45 P.M.]: Clothes on Navi - that was going to be an interesting adventure! Cyrus' finger got a hug and she was a little worried at the methods to close the portal. True, the fay-kin that lived amongst the boggies and the swamps were less than desirable, she still worried. But the wory subsided quickly, too interested in watching the rest of the mission, the trio of her knights protecting this place. "Oracle say can't see where from. Is not from us, just dark and much bad" Giggling at Hunter's words, clapping and flitting to hug the side of his face, then the same to Tejar's cheek. "Navi stay! Navi like stay! Aleek !!!" She zipped to Cyrus' shoulder, holding on to his ear and talking to the blue light, their oracle. "Aleek Navi stay okay?" Yes, yes, she was asking him too. A big part of her culture was harmony within an ecosystem, and that consisted of one's tribe as well. –d

Tejar Kabal [12:50 P.M.]: Alec laughed as Cyrus relayed 'Da, Navi stay' to her from the Russian geek. He was getting good at that. Returning to the Lair, the trio broke off again. Tejar's renovations hadn't been to just his sister's place, he'd done his over as well. The Gems replaced by the Stable..as it was. Hunter headed to his room, Cyrus and as Navi was on his shoulder, headed to his. Part of the package of signing on with Tejar. Room board and access to all the booze. They were on their own with the boobs. Strip of his coat and fling. The only things that were neatly arranged and put away were his weapons. Raise of finger to shoulder. 'off, Navi. I need a bit.' The comlink was disconnected and dropped to the dresser.-f-

Navi Oakwood [12:57 P.M.]: Navi hopped off his shulder, and by the time she landed, the bright light flashed and she was her human form again. Looking around, she picked up a shirt off the floor and drug it on over her head. Of course it was...ridiculosly big on her, not that she seemed to notice or care. "Navi in Cyroos tree" His room = his tree. "Navi go" Liftng a hand, she touched his cheek briefly. If that was all, she'd wander out of his room and....figure out where to go form there. –d

Tejar Kabal [12:58 P.M.]: Cy grinned at her as she left. It was pretty bad, he was starting to understand her perfectly. Once the door closed, he sighed and reached up, removing his hat and setting it down. Tilt of head as he raked a hand through hair, studying his reflection before heading into the bathroom for a shower. Damn he reeked.-d-

Navi Oakwood [1:03 P.M.]: Navi still smelled like honeysuckle and rain, and now that she'd been resting, she was getting a bit of her shimmer back. Wandering through the place, looking to see where Hunter or Tejar ended up. "Nevi no seeee youuu" –d

Tejar Kabal [1:07 P.M.]: No response. They'd all had one thing on their minds. A shower. Assuming Navi was with Cyrus for now, the other two thought no further than changing out of the stench covering their clothes. At various stages, Cy just starting one, Hunter in the midst of an aria, Tejar half asleep under the piping hot spray. -f-

Navi Oakwood [1:11 P.M.]: Huh. Now...what was she supposed to do? Moving to the living room, she scooped up her plant and carried it around at her hip. The shirt hit really close to her knees, sagged off one shoulder and damn if the dark eyed little nymph didn't look a little lost. ...well...until she discovered ....buttons. The remote buttons pushed, had the TV on and loud, some how picture in picture was going and CMT was blaring the greatest hits. She had every cabinet in the kitchen open, fridge and oven open, and opened up all their beers so they'd be ready for them when the guys wanted one. Balcony doors wide open - let in fresh air, duh, and currently standing on the table dancing with her plant. –d

Tejar Kabal [1:21 P.M.]: Eventually, her knights emerged in various states of dress. If she thought Cyrus had an impressive chest, what would she think of Tejar's? Wearing only linen pants. Cyrus donned a tank and basketball shorts and a baseball hat pulled low over face. Hell if Hunter didn't have them all beat with nothing more than a towel around hips. They stared at Navi's preparations for them. Every last beer in the fridge opened. Tejar leant against the wall and chuckled as Cy picked up one and closed the fridge. Hunter closed the oven. -d-

Navi Oakwood [1:29 P.M.]: Navi stopped dancing and...even a nymph would have to take a minute to appreciate the sight of them! "Navi's tribe have different trees?" She asked them, hopping off the table and placing her plant there. She was unaccustomed to people having different rooms and spaces, so she was learing. Sitting on the table, bare legs swinging as she watched them. Slowly but surely getting her pep back with them all together. –d

Tejar Kabal [1:34 P.M.]: Hunter nodded to her, coming to her. 'That's right.. we each have our own room. Wanna see mine?' He winked as he set on the couch before her. Tejar lowered the TV after claiming a beer. Picking up the days mail that had been left there he flopped on the couch. Bill, Ad, bill, charity invite..blank envelope with his name scrawled. Hunter canted his head to eye it. Snag. 'Oo mystery letter.' Holding it to nose and inhale. 'is it a love letter? hate letter?' -d-

Navi Oakwood [1:43 P.M.]: Navi giggled and nodded "Navi see room!" But she wasn't meaning *now* when the were all together. Wrapping her arms around her legs, lower part of her face sticking in the neck of the oversize shirt and enjoying that it smelled like Cyrus, not a bad smell! "No no hate Tej, Who love Tej? Opens it!" And she did the excited little bounce thing before uncurling and leaching out with a hand to his leg and a little nudge given. -d

Tejar Kabal [1:44 P.M.]: Cyrus joined them, perching on top of the couch behind them and looking down. 'tits.' As Hunter opened it and dumped the strand of 'tit shots' in hand. All three of them momentarily forgot Navi was in front of them. 'are these..' Hunter began. 'Yeap.' Cyrus confirmed. Tejar blinked. 'wow.' Hunter nodded. 'I am beginning to see how Ace completely owned you, Kabal.' Another nod from Cyrus. 'tits like that'll do it everytime.' Hunter put them back in the envelope and handed it to Tejar. -d-

Navi Oakwood [1:49 P.M.]: Navi crawled over onto the couch to look at the pictures, head tilting with confusion. "Tits own mens?" She lifted her head to eyeball Hunter and Cyrus as if they might be full of shit. It seemed like an awfully strange bartering system! "Boobs good, Beer good" That was the philosophy, right? Right! Beaming that smile! -d

Tejar Kabal [1:51 P.M.]: Hunter and Tejar instinctively moved, letting Navi slip into the couch between them before sling arms crisscrossed over her shoulders. 'Pretty much, little one.' Tejar sighed. 'a woman can raise a man to achieve incredible things.' Cyrus grinned. 'or bring his shit to knees.' Hunter nodded. 'while teleporting away with the tits and his balls.' -d- Way to confuse the hell outta Nymph.

Navi Oakwood [1:54 P.M.]: Navi looked horrified.......and promptly stuck her hnd right there between Tejar's legs for a quick ball-check grope. WHEW! pat-pat o the balls and she looked to Hunter and up to Cyrus, comfortingly reassuring them. "Navi check, Tejar balls still there, is okay" -d

Tejar Kabal [1:56 P.M.]: Tejar choked on his beer. Cyrus jerked his head away barking in laughter. Hunter rolled over in tears as he buried his head in Navi's lap. Cy was the first to recover as he patted Tejar's shoulder. 'looks like your balls have a new guardian.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [2:01 P.M.]: Navi couldn't help but giggle at all their, laughter, curling her arms around Hunter's head and pressing a kiss to his hair before sitting back again, shoulder leaned to Tejar's and tilting her head to kiss Cyrus' leg there. "Navi guard all her tribe, Navi go boom to baddies" She was happy as hell surrounded by them. Not sure who the tits belonged to, but Tejar's balls were in place so it seemed all ok! -d

Tejar Kabal [2:07 P.M.]: Tejar swallowed hard as he regained his senses. Did he just get groped by a Nymph?! Hunter sat up and kissed Navi's cheek. 'you my dear are priceless.' Tejar chuckled relaxing again. 'Navi guards her tribe.' He chuckled aloud, leaning his head back against Cy's hip atop the couch. Cy looked down at Navi. 'guess she's guarding all our balls.' Hunter snickered as he stroked Navi's hair. 'oddly...I'm good with that.' -f-

Navi Oakwood [2:14 P.M.]: Navi hummed happily with the kiss to her cheek, snuggling up against him as she watched Tejar and Cy. "Navi tribe all one tree, stronger together. But other nymphs do other things. Navi go boom. Some make rain, more and other things. " A happy sigh and she shrugged a little. "This Navi new tribe. Different trees, but same. See? Is okay..we fits. Navi like." Basically compaing how it was with her life among the nymph's to life here. Slightly different, but basically the same at the core. –d

Tejar Kabal [2:19 P.M.]: Put like that, who could argue. 'Navi's tribe.' Tejar grinned as he kissed her cheek. 'I like it. Just...don't open every beer in the fridge.. I can't drink that much.' Hunter hooted. 'speak for yourself.' Rising off the couch, he headed to the kitchen to grab one.-d-

Navi Oakwood [2:23 P.M.]: Giggling at the kiss to her cheek, quite pleased they agreed! However, she squeaked a bit when Hunter moved and she tumbled from her lean with a dramatic sigh "Beer good, Tejar say so. " Streeeeeeetch out on the sofa, turning and twisting about until she was resting her head in Tejar's lap with a comfortable sigh. From here, she could see him and Cy from here. "What tribe do when not smooshing bad things?" -d

Tejar Kabal [2:27 P.M.]: From there, her new found tribe threw up at the mouth with explainations. Hunter was a violinist, taking random gigs when he wanted. Playing for an orchestra, recording sessions, nothing set in stone. Tejar ran the bar and hotel, while Cyrus was actually the dead beat. Occassionally he'd lend a hand in the bar, mainly he hid out in his room. Alec, they explained traveled between Russia and NY and could be gone for lengths at a time.-d-

Navi Oakwood [2:32 P.M.]: Navi listened, interjecting with excitement and curiosity as one might expect. "Navi like music lots. Navi like little bitty drinks, no beer. Aleek very smart" And to Cyrus she smiled at, beamed at really. "Navi keep Cyroos from being lonely, is Cyroos kind girl" Ok, so not exactly right, but something like that. She was getting better at the language thing! "Navi...Navi can help?" -d

Tejar Kabal [2:34 P.M.]: Was it suprising, Tejar further explained informed her of his extended whacked out family. See, he did learn from his past mistakes. 'and...lastly..' he nodded to the pictures on the table. 'is Acacia Kabal...' He smiled softly opting to think of the good times. 'she's a bit of a puzzle, but eh.. you'll see if you ever meet her.' Cyrus chuckled. 'that outta be fun.' He tugged Navi's hair back to drop a kiss on her forehead. 'damn straight..my kinda girl.' Tejar shook his head. 'So..what do we do with Navi..can't keep her locked up in here.' Hunter sipped on his beer. 'Give her a job in the gift shop, its pretty safe and it does have plants.' Cyrus nodded. 'I second that..' Glance to Navi. 'though..you're gonna have to man up abit, hun. Cut flowers are tokens of affection and given as gifts.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [2:40 P.M.]: "Dragons like Navi, Navi like dragons! Vampies no good with Navi, Vampies like dead flowers. Big big family Tejar have. Tejar is Kabal. Kenya is Kabal, Keeshar is Kabal, Acksissya is Kabal. THat is lots of Kabal. Navi just Navi of Oak. " Yes, that big gnarly tree was HER tree. Navi all but shimmered with that kiss to her forehead from Cyrus and smiled at his words brightly. The mention of the gift shop made her clap her hands delightedly. Until he mentioned the dead flowers...they were gifts and affectionate? Just a little frown before she sighed "Navi not cry, Navi strong. Navi do good work with giftses" –d

Tejar Kabal [2:50 P.M.]: 'Navi of the Oak..Navi Oakwood, work?' Hunter suggested. As he took a stab at giving her a full last name. Cy shrugged. 'if you're gonna get her ID.' Tejar nodded. 'No real need, we can easily smuggle a 3 inch nymph anywhere we go.' Shrug of shoulders as he eyed her. 'your call Navi.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [2:53 P.M.]: "Navi...sometimes no change. If hurt, Navi stuck..sick, or other things, it make Navi stay whatever form Navi in" Not size...form. Think, spirit animal,every nymph hade one. Common lore was full of tales of Nymph's in some animal form or another- most comonly in Greek myth. Alec could probably inform them all about it. "Navi like name Hunter give, is pretty, keep just if someone ask" -d

Tejar Kabal [2:59 P.M.]: Tejar smiled at her and tapped her nose. 'Navi Oakwood it is, then.' Rising from the couch he stretched. 'I gotta crash.. I think I'm supposed to have a meeting for something..' Cy chuckled. 'sucks to be Prince of the City.' Hunter laughed heading to his room. 'told ya..wastrel, minstrel is the way to go.' Tejar smirked. 'yeah..but I go broke..we're all fucked.' Cyrus and Hunter paused. 'Go to bed now.' -d-

Navi Oakwood [3:06 P.M.]: Navi giggled and waved "Night! Sleep well! " Calling as Tejar and hunter left for their rooms, blowing a kiss to each. Looking up to Cy, she grinned "Cyroos stay up with Navi?" She wasn't sure if he was going to his room as well. And since her plant was in here, she supposed this was her room. –d

Tejar Kabal [3:10 P.M.]: Cyrus dropped his eyes to her. 'if you like..its been a long day.. ' He slid his gaze to her plant. 'you wanna bunk down with me..or stay here.' He raised his beer to lips, thinking it was just a matter of moving the plant.-d-

Navi Oakwood [3:15 P.M.]: "Navi bunk down with Cyroos." A bief hesitation, looking around the room, then back to him. "Navi no scared, Navi just..like Cyroos and stay. Will be shhh. Long day rest" Ok, so..she might be a little uneasy, ..new realm, and all that. It'd been a very long day indeed! -d

Tejar Kabal [3:18 P.M.]: Cy nodded picking up her plant and carrying it in his room. Setting on the dresser, he closed his door and locked it. Then showed her how to unlock it if she wanted out. Locking it again, he removed the baseball hat and dropped it to tug the tank over his head and off. Head dipped forward, sheilded his entire face from her. Reaching for his cigarettes, he padded into the bathroom, flicking the light on. 'Toilet.' He explained and proceeded the importance of the smaller chamber to her. After that, he moved to the bed and flopped on his back, one arm flung over his face.-d-

Navi Oakwood [3:23 P.M.]: She followed him to his room and smiled at the placement of her plant before nodding and taking in all of the instruction and explinations with quiet thoughtfulness. She didn't try and steal a peek, contrary to her hyper and curious nature. As he flopped and flung, Navi moved to the bed and sat. She sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from him toward the room, her hip right there aligned with his. "Why...Why Cyroos hide face?" It was asked very quietly, not wanting to bother him. –d

Tejar Kabal [3:28 P.M.]: 'Hm?' Cyrus responded then fell silent. 'most people don't like my eyes.' He answered flatly. No real secret, he'd just learned to keep them hidden.-d-

Navi Oakwood [3:38 P.M.]: Unphased? Not quite, she ..smiled. Just a soft smile as someone might react if given flowers or chocolates. But in this case it was a view of him, unrestricted. Her hand lifted to his cheek and she leaned in to brush a kiss to his lips. "People not always smart. They calls Navi bug. Navi like Cyroos eyes. Makes me think of very special place" -d

Tejar Kabal [3:43 P.M.]: Cy smiled at her and retured her kiss. 'our little secret then.' His left eye blazed as the pentagram illuminated in the darkened room. Leaning back against pillows, he flung the arm back over his face. 'and..it makes me pretty popular with women.' Grin. -d-

Navi Oakwood [3:48 P.M.]: Navi giggled "Cyroos sooo cute!" Laughing, a shimmer and woosh, he was left with his shirt! Navi darting to her plant and plucking a leaf from it. Zip woosh and nosedive! She wrapped up in the leaf like a blanket and made herself at home in the corner of Cyrus' bed. –d

Tejar Kabal [3:53 P.M.]: 'that's what they say.' He chuckled as the man made himself comfy. Apparently, Navi's presence, perfectly normal for him. Tejar, as the norm was now, face planted in his ridiculously huge bed, haphazardly was out cold. Hunter sat in the window, playing a pretty peice, while Alec, settled in his room, having finally calling it a night, reading up on Greek mythology. The Stable..or Navi's Tribe as she called it, for now..all at peace.-d-

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Meanwhile... Long Island, New York... Acacia Kabal struggles to find her place, her way, herself...

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: Caitlin made her way into Birds, looking as prim as the day could be had, in a flowing blue dress with Sneakers upon her feet. Sneakers, because they were easier upon her feet. Though she looked tired, as usual, while making her way inside of her former work place. But she had a nice coat on over top of her dress, while she sat down at one of the stool chairs, waiting for Service to Appear for her Every Need (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon came from the back and damn near dropped his beer. 'Holy shit.. you are alive!' He moved around the bar to her and lifted her head with a finger to study her face. 'The thing said....the kid said she tried to help...' Trip..trip..trippedy trip over words. 'Ok..wait...what the fuck happened. You're supposed to be riddled with bullets and you're sitting her like some trophy wife buying shoes...what the hell is going on?' -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: ::: He was rather trippity trippy with his words, and she noticed every little mannerism. But she wouldn't dare hold it over the Vampire's Head, because he'd been too good to her from the get go.
She also allowed him usage to lift her head to check for injuries, though he wouldn't find any, "..Ryu found us, saved us and made us well again", with a grin, while he went all Tarantino with his emotions, ".....To answer your
question? I got better", sliding her hand over top of Falcon's Hand. (D)

Falcon Tynes: The tricked out kid. Slow exhaled as he lowered his hand. 'I've been freaking out since last night when I found out about it.' Stepping back, he lit a cigarette and exhaled. 'I hope you know what you're doing, kid. The more I find about that family you got going on now, the more it just...pisses me off.' -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: ::: She raised her brows at him, "....My family? You mean the? I don't want to get into examples about it, I dont know and I wont", she states, while still waiting to be asked what she might want to drink? Sighing, ".....I'm happy where I'm at with Him Falcon", she says, "...He's just a very busy man.....", shrugs, "And it's worth all of the troubles that are going to happen along the way. But I don't want us ever to have a falling out in any way" (D)

Falcon Tynes: He eyed silently and then nodded. 'I know. I'll...try that's all I can offer, kid.' -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: Canting her head off to the side, "Are you not telling me something important?" (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon rolled his eyes. 'I hired that chick.. ya know.. the smokin' one..tejar's lover..Ace? She's going through some shit and got herself cut off from all of them. Needed a place to think..and.. I hate bartending.. so it works..' - d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "Oh wow. That's really, awful. Everyone's getting cut off. No one is getting served", she leans over the bar counter, and then removes a fresh bottle of Killians Red into her grasp, to make herself a drink, ".....You despise Tending Bar Falcon. I should return" (D)

Falcon Tynes: 'If Ace can't hack it.. you're more than welcome, but as I recall.. I needed a bartender to begin with, when you forgot to show up to work. Come to think of it.. you're one of the worst employees ever!' -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: Drops her jaw, "I ....Did Not, forget to come back", guzzling some from the small bottle, "....I told you that I was having some trouble. I told you so that you could be prepared for any event that might ever befall Birds", glug glug, "......I am the Shining Star of Birds and you know it" (D)

Falcon Tynes: "no.. and I qoute.. 'I met this guy.. gotta date.. you got this, right Falcon?' Sing song voice and all. -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: ::: Lightly bit her bottom lip, "At least I said something", which she did, "I could have not said a single world. But I did", pouring him a glass of the beer, "Here, have yourself a drink" (D)

Falcon Tynes: Smirking at he, picked up the glass. 'Whatever.. long as you're ok. I take it Thundercunt got over your choice of husbands since you both got shot up.' d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "She's my darling sister", with a big ole grin, "We are joined in our hearts and our minds", clinking his glass with hers, ".....But I thank you for worrying about me" (D)

Falcon Tynes: Raising his glass to drink he eyed her. 'Darling..isn't a word I'd expect to from you, to describe her..' He chuckled. 'I guess being on the brink of death changes alot things for a person.' -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "I guess it does", grinning in return, ".......But I think our troubles had more to do with a shitty father", she says, "....He needs to be strung up somewhere" (D)

Ravyn The Elder: ::In through the heavy black doors of the club came the owner. Dressed in a black silk business suit with a red undershirt. His long black hair was bound into a tail and folded so only half its actual length could be seen several ties holding it in place. Whistling as blood dripped from his claws he made his way over to his bar leaning behind it to grab his personal glass filling it.:: (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon canted his head back a bit, eyeing his Elder's attire and bloody claws. 'Rough day at the office, dear?' he asked. -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: She noted the smell of blood in the room, but wasn't at all deterred by it. Though the beer was making her feel, wonderful tonight. Grinning towards both vampires, she nodded towards Ravyn and said, "Good evening Ravyn", while eyeing Falcon. (D)

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn took a pull from the filled glass looking at Falcon eyes deep crimson red:: I do not like thieves stealing from my books so just a bit.:: Someone is a bit tipsy:: He chuckled::

Falcon Tynes: 'Not at all, just the first thing that came to mind. I take it your thief has learned the error of his or her ways?' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: I meant her.::HE said chuckling:: She can't take her eyes off you and well if not they will in their next life since I ended them. (D)

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "What??", she asked, "Me?" (D)

Ravyn The Elder: Yes you:: He said sitting on the bar as he stretched eyes falling closed as he laid back
along the cool marble.:: (D)

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "What? I've always fancied Falcon", she says, "....This was never a secret, but I am a married woman and I will always uphold those vows for as long as magic rips through my veins" (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon leaned against the bar and smirked. Choke...cough...snort! 'Well that was...disturbing.' Shake of head as he grinned at Caitlin. 'you're some kinda special, kid.' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: I could rip the magic out your veins if you want but Falcon is claimed and very expensive.::He said as he opened on eye as he grinned.:: (D)

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "I would never attempt to tear you both apart", whilst sipping her beer, ".....But I can watch from afar, can I not?", nudging the side of Ravyn's arm, with a big old grin. Then wiggled her brows at Falcon, "....Thank you. Thank you very much", her best elvis impression (D)

Ravyn The Elder: There is not attempting.:: He said grabbing a bottle of the blood wine snapping the top off it he pour some of the drink into his mouth.:: Mmmm angel blood. (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon chuckled. 'I'm right here you know...' Truth nonetheless. He was pretty damn expensive. Slipping behind Ravyn, he wrapped an arm about his hips as he settled on a barstool. 'I'm pretty sure she knows that, Elder.' Didn't everyone know that about him. There was no seperating Falcon from his Elder...like...ever.-d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: Which is why she would never, ever, attempt it. But it was sweet to watch them together, and it put a smile on her face. Though she was in need of something else, maybe even some hot food? "Where is Hand?", she asks, "He should have been grabbing my breasts by now" (D)

Falcon Tynes: 'Getting to know Ace last I saw.. she was bossing it around. Course that was hours ago. Could be in the kitchen for all I know.' Glance to Ravyn. 'By the way, I slept through the morning appointments.. I'm gonna have to re-work the rate for their next session.' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn felt himself pulled into the lap as he settled on it drinking from his bottle:: Your paying the difference.:: He said with a chuckle:: I give you a schedule for a reason love....must make a spell that makes our ass burn when your running late? (D)

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: "Damnit!", she liked that Hand! "...I go away for a few months and Hand runs off with someone else, that is not Cool Falcon!", storming off to go find Hand in the kitchen. There was all manner of pots being turned over and dishes being moved in her grand effort (D)

Raven Hawk: :: dragons were strange creatures too say the least one minute they want too blow up the world the next they are cuddling by the camp fire with their mate star gazing ....never knew which way the wind was blowing ,,due
to recent events like his twin he was out wandering making arrangements and doing some shopping ...soon he found himself in front of the club was good as any place too start ..humming too himself he entered an found himself a seat at the end of the bar oddly it was the same one his twin had sat in the night before ..once seated he gave a nod to everyone .:: evening folks –d

Falcon Tynes: Falcon laughed a bit, before turning his face to lick at Ravyn's neck. 'burn my ass huh..sadist.' He watched Caitlin go look for Hand. 'Guess they were tight.' Mid lick, Falcon's eyes narrowed on the Dragon. Rising to feet behind Ravyn, his fangs dropped with a sharp click. A glance to the kitchen, marking Caitlin's location. He missed keeping her from harm once..it wasn't going to happen again, not in his bar. -d-

Raven Hawk: :: A brow went up slowly watching falcon ...yep it was lil things like that ,that tended to confuse the man ..and being him he had to ask :: something I said?-d

Ravyn The Elder: Falcon behave...the scent is different...altered.:: He said as he tapped his fingers on the bar.:: What would you like to drink...dragon?::He asked with a smile that did not light his eyes. Rather hid the cunning mind behind. Ravyn was a puzzle after all.:: (D)

Raven Hawk: Brandy please :: said as he took a few bills out of his pocket an placed them on the bar top ::-d

Falcon Tynes: He didn't give a damn if the dragon smelled like roses, a dragon was a dragon and at the moment, a dead dragon was a preferred dragon. Still, damned Elder..a command was a command. His fangs were forced back into gums as he averted his eyes. Ravyn could deal with him. It was more than like best at this point. Picking up his glass he moved to the opposite side of Ravyn away from the dragon and watched his every move.-d-


Acacia Kabal: Acacia all but sprinted the last few yards, she'd tapped in on the main line and the ragey place she found instead made her sprint and that was the rush of brunette that skidded to a halt in those sandals. Stopping with a lurch, blue eyes narrow and ...was that a hand in her hand? Yeah poor thing was about to get used like a weapon til he squirmed fingers and she muttered an apology, letting him go to crawl down and scurry to the bar! –d

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: She had been in the kitchen, seeking out Hand! But when she'd come out, she'd witnessed it all, and she frowned something fierce. Hand in Acacia's Hand, "...Oh no!!", she belted towards Hand and put him in her arms, swinging him around in each of her hands grasps, "....I thought that I'd lost you!", meanwhile, Hand was hanging on for dear life in that air (D)

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn held his hand out as a Brandy from the top shelf was used to fill a glass without ice and was placed before the dragon the money vanishing.:: Theres your brandy. (D)

Raven Hawk: :: he was tempted to make a mentasl list of whohemight have pissed off this time but that list was just way too long sand he just give himself a head ache ..eyes turned to Ace an he gave a nod :: Ello Ace . :: than blinked as the dismembered hand was ..cuddled like a new born kitten ?? ..yes maybe he would need a root beer chaser with that brandy : Thank you Ravyn –d

Acacia Kabal: Glad to see Hand was in good er....hands, Acacia loked over the others quietly before she moved behind the bar. Simple attire of cut off jean shorts, blue tank top, and sandal flats. Taking up an apron and tying it around her waist, eyeing Raven before giving him a nod. "Pirate" –d

Falcon Tynes: What..the hell.. ? Falcon's attention was split between Caitlin, swinging Hand around like puppy, Ace looking like she was about to fight..or flight...and why the hell was Ravyn serving brandy like shit was alright. Picking up the glass beside him, he sipped on the Killian's Red, Caitlin was forcing him to drink. Pirate? So lost now.-d-

Acacia Kabal: "He's usually dead on his feet" Get it...zombie...dead...hand...no feet..Anywho, she was grabbing a corona and taking a lean back there behind the bar. –d

Raven Hawk: :: He picked up the brandy taking a sip before placing the glass down and looked to Ace speaking :: you willing too talk or we still on uneven ground ?-d

Acacia Kabal: Aslow slide of blue eyes to him. "Depends on the topic. If you're here to dig up the horse and beat on it some more about what an undeserving selfish shit I am? I got that, Im good, memo received. Or are we going to go wth specifics of calling me a Kabal whore, that's a popular topic lately. Those things - Im not willing to talk about. But, the weather's nice, isn't it?" And tip that bottle up for a drink. –d

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn looked at Falcon:: Soooo perhaps we need to establish no house drama here:: He said with a chuckle shaking his head finishing his drink.:: (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon's head lowered as it looked like he was listening to something.. then his shoulder's shook..and the low rumble of a chuckle. 'can we wait on that one..this may just get good.' Lifting his head, he grinned at Ravyn. 'smokin' bitch vs. dragonbits...round one.' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn laughged as he shrugged:: I suppose we can for this one. (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon leant forward a bit and tugged on Ravyn's sleeve, pulling him into his lap again. Turning his face, he resumed his nuzzling Ravyn's neck. 'I won't let them wreck the place, promise.' He murmured.-d-

Raven Hawk: :: nods an takes a deep breath ..yea he was oddly calm as he folded his hands in front o him an spoke :: I have tried every way I know to get throught to you and too be honest I am at my wits end....so let me try this from another direction...first off what I have done too you so far I did by your request ..when you came back you made me promise you thast if you feel back into your old habits you wanted me to knock the hell out of you an come down hard ...I did just that because you asked it of me.,,but you only got worse ...you seem too think we turned our back on you ...and if you think aabout it it was you who did that too us....when you married
kejar you vanished for what almost 2 years ? no one saw you .you stopped comingt oo the house no contact....now if someone was to cut youoff without a word andmore or less shun you ,,how would you read that ? and be honest -d

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn leaned against Falcon as he was pulled close his eyes falling closed nodding.:: mmmm Yeah I know you won't...or your paying to fix it up again. Greek marble is expensive. (D)

Acacia Kabal: A slide of blues to Ravyn and Falcon. tsk tsk. Then back to Raven. "My old habits...yes. And kudos, you came down hard. Anyone ever tell you that your timing is shit? " She stopped and shook her head a bit. "Here's the thing...let me just lay it out there. The only reason I was let into the house was Tejar and Kejar..and eventually Inana approved of my being there because I was useful. We..you and I..we were different, weren't we? You were special...and different and Kejar hated...hated..that you were different to me than the others. If you had let me die when my heart was impaled, Kejar would likely still be up Tejar's ass, a house full of pets and laughter and ...everything I
didn't turn to chaos. But you fixed me..and time after time after time I make choices to play it safe, to not be who I was, ...and it's always the wrong choice, the safe one. And last night I realized something. It's not because Im a glutton for punishment, and Im not an idiot. The sad, painful, basic truth is that I have zero trust..the only people I did trust are either gone or so far done with me. I will never not have feelings attached to the House. But I don't trust it. It's not blaming it on you or shunning my part and it's not playing martyr. Im not whining about love lost, being alone, or shit that happened to break what little dignity I had left. Im just..........Im calling it done. I look at you and I want to hug you and tell you Im sorry but I'll just hurt you again...because I don't trust you. I won't be falling back into the same thing just to tear myself down again. Im worth something...and this is me saying it's time I start trusting myself ." =-d

Falcon Tynes: Nosy little voyuers weren't they? Falcon's left hand idly stroked Ravyn's abs as he watched the exchange. Ever so often he'd glance at Caitlin's reactions. Did she know the Dragon before them was part of the family she married into? 'Ravyn, remind me of this, if Jack get's another boyfriend and he screws up to simply kill him when Jack's not looking.' Setting his glass down he looked at Caitlin. 'Hey..Kid..the guy over there...that's your father in law...jus' an FYI.' See...helpful vampire at your service.-d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn nodded:: Dully noted and remind me to make sure said boyfriends soul is ripped to shreds so that he can't come back.:: He added and laughed at Falcon's comment.:: (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon grinned. 'agreed.' -d

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: ::: Caitlin was still thrashing around everything that she'd heard inside of her head; this,
after Hand had escaped the high chair for his freedom. Hand went running off to some corner to do what Hands, (that weren't attached to bodies), did, when they were alone. Blink. Processing. All of that information. Her jaw dropped as they said each of their words. (D)

Raven Hawk: "" he laughed softly as he shook his head :: how much you have forgotten ..if I recall right you and I met about the same time you met tejar aand if I recall also was you that saved my ass the first time I ever came too this modern world. and you are leaving out a few things as well when you came too the house you were not approved ..if i recall you wanted too be apart of the family so we did it the old fashion way ..no powers equal ground kncok down drag out free for all you and i ...that is what earned you respect...you fought for it and won it.. and you will have to expand more on the part how kejar hated me for being different too you than the others . as far as wrong choices go we all have done that we always will ...its our nature ...its how we learn to become something better. now you say you dont trust me any more ..sorry too hear that too be honest I have no idea what I did to break that trust ,,I have always acted in your best interest ..and no one said you were worthless :: he rubbed his temples : I understand what your saying too a point but since your return you have gone out of the way your self to inflict some pain yourself on purpose....I think that is what really bothered me .-d

Acacia Kabal: "I dont want to expand on that...it's done with. My life as Kejar's problem is over and has been for a long time. " She motioned with her beer bottle toward Caitlin. "This is Kejar Kabal's wife. And no one has noticed that she isn't even getting the shake I got in the start to prove myself. She needs family...you all need to pay attention to the shit storm happening around her and try to make her feel like she at least has someone. And Im not Tejar Kabal's problem any more because I'm dead to him, so for me to expand upon that is going to be pointless and hurtful and disregard his feelings on the matter and Im done pushing myself in front of him. I may be dead to him, but Im starting to be a living breathing thing all unto myself. I cannot come back into the fold as if nothing has changed because everything has changed. I need to know who I am. I need to know if Im worthy of family, not just mentally rage I deserve it because I want it. So be hurt, be mad, be furious if you want to. But how in the hell can I be anything at all to anyone if Im nothing to myself? Im going to find who I am and what Im worth and I can't do that if Im spending all my time trying to apologize for things I can't change. " –d

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: Caitlin wouldn't know the history of what happened to Acacia to compare it to what she's gone through. Everyone is different, she presumes. But it hasn't been completely roses for her. Still, she didn't want to get into a war of words. It was none of her business. Sometimes, she'd glanced over to Falcon as if wanting to ask him questions? But at other times, her features fell across Acacia as well. She was wounded. She was hurt. That much was noticed on the emotional surface. Still, she watched the Dragon, as well was Ravyn, too. But if she jumped in on something that she knows nothing about? Then it was not her place to speak (D)

Raven Hawk: :: he looked over to Ravyn :: Iam going too need a bigger glass of brandy :: oddly the dragon kept him temper but something was soooo going too die later ...another deep breath taken :: I will speak slowly that way nothing is missed....so lets start at the top of the list shall we ....1 it wasn't until recetly anyone knew that Kejar remarried ....2 no one has heard from him or seen him since he vansihed with you 2 years ago...3 he refoeged his cuff this breaking the link we all have..4 not even his own damn brother an sister have heard from him since he left and they have a mentaal connection with him.....5 both familys have had their share of warring in the past blood on both sides ...it takes a lil time for both sides too accept thay are family and yea we cant go around whacking one another ...6 considering we were at war up to the point where they got married had i walke dup an even looked like i was going to hug her I am pretty sure Cat would have gutted me like a fish ...it takes time for both sides to accept the battle is over ...and of all people you should know this. so stop blaming me for shit that I either didn't know about or had no control over ...sheis married to a Kabal she has a rightful place in the house of lords if she so wishes one ,,here or back there she is family now ...wounds take time too heal ...but the war is over now water under the bridge :: he looked too Catitlin:: sorry your first family meerting had too be this one I apoligize -d

Acacia Kabal: "I'M NOT BLAMING YOU HOLY FUCKIING SONOVAFUCKINGHELL HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THAT?!?! NO ONE GODDAMN LISTENS!" And crash, the beer bottle hit the trash and she moved like hell in...well..no more heels..toward the kitchen. Sorry for the brain whammy, Falcon. –d

Falcon Tynes: Falcon literally cringed as a hand rose to his ear and shifted from Ravyn. 'shit!' Lifting his head, green eyes narrowed. 'Excuse me...' Moving from Ravyn, he went after Ace in the kitchen. Maybe he'd kill her...maybe...he wouldn't. How much was that kitchen again? -d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: ::: She simply watched as things verbally exploded in the room. Choosing, to stay where she was sitting; but taking Dragons apology as well with an nod. Talk about a loud night back at Birds! (D)

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn was shifted and again groaned. He snapped his fingers two large glasses formed one before him and one before the dragon:: there you are.:: He rubbed his temples.:: As much as the bar.:: He called and repeated in Falcon's mind:: (D)

Raven Hawk: :: he only tok a sipof the drink righrt now was not the time to be drinking in access he sighed placing the glass down:: Catilin Iam sorry if you have been slightest in any way ........you are always welcome in the house
Raven Hawk: .-d

Falcon Tynes: Right.. see...this was how a vampire could go broke! Folding his arms, he glared at Ace, blocking the door. 'Caitlin's a tough kid and hell, with Thundercunt in the mix..I don't think the dragons are ready for them. She'll be fine.' Closing his eyes, he continued. 'don't use her as another reason to be pissed at all of them. Your own life with them is ammo enough. You're retardedly OCD, stack the list of issues and hash 'em out one by one.' Pinky finger shoved in his left ear. 'by the way...do that again...I'm gonna be pissed.' -d-

Acacia Kabal: Luckily, she just realized what she was going to do with that acursed alimony that she couldn't get rid of. She was going to have it funneled into a Bird's account. HA! Yeah, take THAT. Won't cancel the fucking checks, will just reroute it to pay for shit she was bound to break. Aaannd the way she was forcefully stacking glasses in the racks, it might be sooner rather than later. "I know it doesn't make sense to you that it bothers me, but it does, okay? Im sure she's tough, hell, probably more than me. Point is, someone needed to wave the flag and point out that 'Im busy' turns into a handful of years and then the blame game of 'where have you been' quicker than a blink. And I've got nothing to hash out. It doesn't matter what I say, if I dare speak words other than Im sorry, please forgive me, that some how translates into me blaming someone for something and I am sick. Im so sick of my words being twisted.

Falcon Tynes: 'ever thought of using smaller words and less sarcasm..really, why bring a gun to a sword fight, with someone stupidly unarmed.' -d-

Acacia Kabal: She just took the rack and shoved it in place, probably cracking a few, glaring at Falcon. just. Stare. -d

Falcon Tynes: 'Jus sayin.. can't hurt to try something new...its obvious this..ain't working.' A glance to glasses. 'so uh..you're not gonna break anything right?' Back to the glasses..that was about..what.. five hundred right there? All of a sudden all he saw was one his Dodge Chargers on blocks, his wheels were gone. Ooh he was gonna be sick again. -d-

Acacia Kabal: "I am trying something new. Im here. And Im trying to know who I am..." His mental image and she gave him a little preview of her untouched alimony bank sum. "I will pay for what I break, quit looking like you're going to pass a kidney stone" –d

Falcon Tynes: Falcon blinked. 'Oh...in that case.. have a tizzy attack.. I'm good.' Turning on heel, he left the kitchen and returned to the bar and Ravyn. Leaning over it, he snagged a Corona. 'We're good..got it covered.' He winked at Ravyn.-d-
Ravyn The Elder: ::He sighed:: I swear if I had a beating heart you people would have killed e a long time ago

Acacia Kabal: He got the -.- face given to his back, but took a good ten minutes to herself just to decompress. -d

Raven Hawk: :: he picked up the brandy an drained the glass ...for once he want on a rampage blowing shit up and trying to burn the world too the ground ,,a new record for him from his pocket he took out a bottle of asprin an popped about 6 before putting the bottle away ...never leave home wiithout them::-d

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: "Thank you Dragon", she says, but she wasn't smiling and she didn't know how to proceed. Namely, she was tired, it had been a long day. And Hand had run off, probably hiding somewhere. Little flibberdejibbit. "Advil PMs work good for me..", then saw the Hand and ran off to grab it, where its fingers flailed all about when it was seen! (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon grinned at him, sliding a finger under his chin lifting it. 'Aw...that's kinda sweet, Elder.' Dip of head as he slid his tongue over Ravyn's lips. Then the soft kiss press to his Elder's forehead. 'i said i'd keep the place
from getting wrecked..didn't i? he murmured. 'don't i get a lolli?' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn looked over at Falcon and chuckle:: Really you want a Lolli now? ::He sighed:: Fine she can come back. (D)

Acacia Kabal: Just a few minutes, that's all it took to find ..something. Anyway, she was walking back into the bar area. Getting back to her post, snagging a clean towel and starting to wipe down the surface til it gleamed. -d

Falcon Tynes: and...there went the cellphone. What do you know, he'd even upgraded. Well no, it was a gift, but at least he figured out how to use it. Just wait until he found out about that website, he was still ignorant of. 'I'm gonna need your credit card info..that flight's gonna be....' Stare. 'Um...ya know.. on second thought..I'm gonna need to borrow the winged wonder.' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: Yeah you can work it out with Torment...no way am I paying for her to come back.:: He said shaking his head:: I know those costs. (D)

Acacia Kabal: Just gonna lift those blues to Ravyn and Falcon in silent curiosity/apprehensive worry. -d

Falcon Tynes: If only he could do the whole puppy face thing..not that it'd work on Ravyn but, shit.. now he had to go find Torment. 'You sending me to him.. or bringing him here. Cal was only one that could get to him.' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn smiled as he leaned back stretching:: Torment....torment.:: He called:: Stop hiding in the other world. (D)

Falcon Tynes: Falcon eyed his Elder. 'That shit actually works....man he is one dick whipped winged wonder.' SLAM! Never fails..insta twisted Cherub with the Thor sized hammer slamming down on his head. The scroll dropped and unrolled over Falcon's head. One word scrawled. 'What?' -d-

Ravyn The Elder: ::Ravyn chuckled:: Falcon needs your assistance and I miss your embrace..(D)

Acacia Kabal: Snagging the patron and a glass, -no, not a shot glass, she didn't feel like spending half the night pouring, just getting herself one big one to get it done with. That handled, she was going to lean, drink, and watch. -d

Falcon Tynes: Another scroll landed on Falcon's head. 'very well..on the sunrise.' With the Thor outfitted Cherub was gone. Falcon growled. 'must...that thing....remain alive...' Reaching he rubbed his head. God, that hurt. 'I'm going to ground...Caitlin..you still got those advil?'-d-

Caitlin Maximus-Kabal: :: She nodded, while she thought about going to ground, too. "Yea", sliding him over a couple of pills, "Two usually knock me out till noon. So I only take one, be careful with these Vampire", and started to leave, ".....Nice to meet everyone. Good night!", and out the door she went (D)

Ravyn The Elder: That thing is a pain in my ass to Falcon.: He stood walking down the hall heading to his rooms.:: I am going to rest. (D)]

Acacia Kabal: Little hand wave to Caitlin, watching her go. Sliding attention to Ravyn and he got a little wave too. Taking a sip, tossing the towel to the bin. "If you're going to ground, too, Falcon. I'm popping out. Hand can close up, right?" –d

Falcon Tynes: Snagging the pills he popped both of them. Picking up his beer, he washed them down. Sparing both Raven and Ace a look he straightened a bit. 'Pretty much..' He shot a glance to Raven. 'You're the Master of the House right..' He looked at Ace then back to Raven. 'you got a lot of work ahead of you to get your clan's shit together.' Turning on heel, he shoved a hand in his pocket. 'Say hi to the African for me...and send Madison my love, will ya?' He waved overhead at Raven.-d-

Acacia Kabal: Moving around, yep taking the glass with her, pulling off the apron .

Raven Hawk: :: nods ::will do..:: that being said he stood an took his leave ..going in search of a late night burger joint ::

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Acacia Kabal [2:06 P.M.]: Ace woke up on Ravyn's couch in his office and...damn, how long had she been asleep? She hated sleeping alone and the stress of the past months had given her insomnia. Last night? She'd felt......better. And the exhaustion had her falling asleep sitting up, apparently. She left the club to use a portal, hop to her hotel, shower and change . She wasn't gone long before she was back at the Birds. Hair still wet jeans and gray t-shirt, flat sandals, Acacia was moving around the tables, with towel in hand making sure they were pristine. –d

Falcon Tynes [2:53 P.M.]: Daylight. Again. It happened every 12 or so hours so it really shouldn't be a suprise to him. After centuries of walking the Earth..you really couldn't avoid it. Dragging ass into a shower, he emerged from the lower level and padded barefooted up to the bar. Heading straight to his other bed, he sat on the bar, and stretched out. One hand folded under his head. The zombies were cleaning the bar and club....Eh?! Plus one. 'You're early.. your shift doesn't begin until sundown.'
Falling silent he a moment he smirked. 'Guess I forgot that part of the hiring process.' Eyes remained closed and the bar area remained dimly lit as if lights really irked the hell out of him. Of course, this was the vampire, who didn't know how to be a vampire. 'Deliveries are on Thursdays...right about now..or so. I'm sure you noticed the wines are all...your clans wines. That blonde chick really knows how to blend blood and grapes I guess. Least that's what Ravyn said.' Falcon continued on giving the rundown on how the bar ran. More often than not as much as a bad idea as it was, Falcon was in the club more than Ravyn. The times he wasn't, he really was a call a way.. a call by way of mentally screaming his name. He never ssaid what his role was beyond he managed the dungeons and stables. It didn't seem like he cared what assumptions were made with his silence on the subject. It was just some disturbed person being beat by another disturbed person, right?-d-

Acacia Kabal [3:17 P.M.]: She felt him come awake more than hearing him eventually showing up. And yes, the hands were making sure everything was in tip top shape, her hands included. Brow arched and she looked over at him. "Mm, we did skip that part. Not that it matters much, I didn't have anything else I wanted to do. " Scooting the chair in place, moving toward the bar, twisting the towel in hand. A lean against the bar, propped by forearem, blue eyes looking at his face in silent thought before offering him a mild smile that curved on her lips. "I'll be certain to pay attention and see how the deliveries are handled. What about you, plans for the day?" –d

Falcon Tynes [3:21 P.M.]: 'I think I slept through my afternoon appointments.' Slow grin. 'So..no. I don't have anything planned other than this.' His eyes remained closed as he laid there. One arm folded under head as a pillow, the other flung over his abs. For all appearance, one big old corpse was littering the bar. Far less creepy with his eyes closed though. 'what about you, going to stand there and stare at me for the next four hours?' -d-

Acacia Kabal [3:25 P.M.]: "I would suggest an alarm clock, but to be fair I have a slightly sadistic streak, imagining the notion of you being woken by one. " Just a bit of a smile there that turned into a smirk with his question. "I could...I mean you just said yourself I have plenty of time before my actual shift begins" One hand reached out, and....she booped his nose. Just a tap. Why? Because...well...she didn't have a reason. Go figure. -d

Falcon Tynes [3:31 P.M.]: He remained unmoving, just like a corpse. At least, surface wise, beyond it, he was floating in his own mind. Lightly tugging on the spidery thread. And...there it went, the giant poster like flash of an anime character sticking its tongue out at her, pulling down at the edge of one eye, the other folder over the opposite eye giving her the peace sign. A cloud bubble on the side reading 'Nyaaah!' in her head.-d-

Acacia Kabal [3:35 P.M.]: She burst into laughter, couldn't help it. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed unrestricted, simply from amusement. Seriously though, she'd never thought in cartoon before. Giving a lock of his hair a slight tug in playful banter, perching on a barstool "Im going to have to clean the bar again...is this seriously comfortable for you?" -d

Falcon Tynes [3:40 P.M.]: 'I go to ground in the trunk of my car.. do you really think comfortable is relative when you look at it like that?' The hair in her hand, slowly began to lighten. A slight turn of head in the direction she pulled. 'look at this way.. the longer I lie here, the less you have to actually do.' The concept of bartending utterly wasted on him. -d-

Acacia Kabal [3:46 P.M.]: "In the...why in the trunk of your car? " That just seemed so not right to her! "But...relativly speaking, I can see where the bar is better. The lock of hair was curled around her finger and she the other hand moved, offering out her wrist to hover over his face. "That's not how it works. On the bright side, those asian restauraunts with the human tables are all the rage...could make a killing going off that angle, line you with jello shots.." -d

Falcon Tynes [3:49 P.M.]: His free hand rose to curl about her wrist. Turning his face towards her more, he slowly opened his eyes and smirked at her. 'admit it, you wanna see me with my clothes off.' The soft click echoed before he turned his face and licked over her wrist, before sinking his fangs into it. Not much to it really. Just a prick and the donor was sort of left to stand there. -d-

Acacia Kabal [3:54 P.M.]: She smirked right back at him. "I think anyone with eyes and a sex drive wants to see you naked. It's not exactly an original desire" Fingers twitched just a bit at that lick, but she didn't tense or squirm in the process. "Hence, why you lined with jello shots is an instant money maker...unless they touch you, then it's a blood bath. Still..not a horrible idea" Just a little grin on her lips as she spoke. -d

Falcon Tynes [3:58 P.M.]: ~Define..touching me. You do know what I do for a living right? For such a smart girl, do the math..just make sure my cut is worth the alcohol bath later.~ Had...he just agreed to her off handed idea? He spent long this time, taking what seemed on long, lingering drink.-d-

Acacia Kabal [4:04 P.M.]: ~Unwanted...I..~ It was hard as hell to think while he was holding her wrist. Ahem. Try that again! ~ Good point...would have to do the math on the price of the shots...~ Just a little shiver, she didn't know the feeding needs and just assumed he was just taking his time. ~And the touching is supposed to be minimal...that's the lure. Look but not touch, tease the senses~ -d

Falcon Tynes [4:08 P.M.]: ~Ametuer. You've never really spent time in a brothel have you.~ He chuckled softly in her mind. ~Let me give you a hand..~ He murmured as he slid back to his time. Regency was both a seriously filthy and regal time. The powdered wigs all the rage. The ruffles..on everything...the amount of cleavage! Still an old world brothel. Various states of undress. ~Whether you're coy about it, or blatant.. doesn't matter. You're there for one reason. Why insult both you and your trade.~ The feel as if she were spinning around in a slow waltz. And..there he was. A memory, he wasn't really dressed to differently than he did now..the breeches were dark..ok the hose and shoes were comical..at least he hand knee high boots on. He stood and approached her, eyes closing as bowed at the waist. No wig, but the huge bow at the base of his neck, he couldn't avoid. Taking her hand, he led her in a dance. ~Touching..isn't the evil you think..its more..how you do it.~ Falcon could actually dance. Whatever body she was in, was dipped back since the room turned upside down..and then the soft warmth of breath over breasts as Falcon's mouth hovered over cleavage. Bringing her back, he released her and bowed again, his hand raised upwards, as if waiting a moment, before turning away and folding both hands behind his back and returning to his seat. ~Understand?~ In reality, it couldn't have been more than two minutes..and Ace could feel his tongue slide over her wrist, sealing
the puncture marks and releasing her wrist. -d-

Acacia Kabal [4:19 P.M.]: ~On this I can't even argue. I've never spent time in a brothel. ~ Her lips twitched in a bit of a smile, hearing his chuckle. ~I don't ne- ..~ THen there it was. The sights and feel..the sounds. Hell she could almost smell the perfumes. Feeling herself there, in the body of whoeever was dancing with him. Her grin broadened and the dance made her feel almost giddy, the feel of his breath on flesh made her forget what the hell he was supposed to be showing her. But she curtsied in that memory, watching, taking in all those little details. Dragging in a breath and opening her eyes, nodding softly. "I think I do.." Fingers twitched just a bit with that lick, easing her arm back into the prop against the bar, looking to the hair around the other finger. Letting it unravel and leaving it alone since it was no longer blonde. ~I like the way she felt giddy..even though it is what it is..it was still charming" –d

Falcon Tynes [4:31 P.M.]: ~and if i told you, that's all she ever wanted would you be suprised?~ -d-

Acacia Kabal [4:32 P.M.]: ~Not at all. I understand it~ -d

Falcon Tynes [4:34 P.M.]: ~If you're going to sell me on the bar..don't do it half assed. I'm worth every dime..drop of blood I take.~ Sitting up he swung his legs around and leveled his eyes on her. 'Its not the Lair, Pipsqueak. I'm all about tits ass and the fun you can have. I'm even more so about the cash to be had.' -d

Acacia Kabal [4:42 P.M.]: Smirk. ~I won't do it half assed. It'll take some time to do the math, run the numbers and make it work but I'm glad you're up for it! She looked up at him as he sat up, leaning a bit to bump his legs with her arm before straightening out of her lean. "I will leave the TnA fun to you. But I can make the money happen. " Pushing up on tip toe and a little hop to lean across the bar, trying to reach over to the beer well and grab a corona. -d

Falcon Tynes [4:46 P.M.]: 'Its all about what your good at.' Lip twitch as he moved to the side, rather than help her get the Corona. She was an able person right. Big enough to get her own beer. 'Alright, let me know.. you can't come up with anything more twisted than Cal, Sy or Annabelle.' He really shouldn't have moved, laying down again sounded so much more like a plan. -d-

Acacia Kabal [4:53 P.M.]: ~Money, bullshit, and breaking things.~ A wiggle of hips...streeetch...got it! Snagged and pushing off the bar with a little hop, blowing the hair out of her face with a little laugh "I will probably get denied ideas for being too tame. But yanno..nothing ventured, nothing gained" -d

Falcon Tynes [4:56 P.M.]: Falcon chuckled as Hand fingered walked itself up his shirt to cross over and flop over a shoulder. 'You always play it safe? Sounds kinda boring. If its nothing ventured nothing gained..what's the problem. Go for broke.. not saying being an idiot about it...you do have to know the basics..like how far you can....Oh..yeah..that is your problem to begin with...' He glanced at her then. Not that he was being accusatory, just plainly spoken. ~thanks for the blood.~ -d-

Acacia Kabal [5:01 P.M.]: Uncapped, she sipped at the beer and shrugged. "Yeah.I do. And..it's boring until it all blows up, then it's fodder for years" Smirk. Then he kept talking and she shook her head. "No no..what? What's my problem to begin with? ." ~And you're welcome~ -d

Falcon Tynes [5:03 P.M.]: 'So.. ready for more? The season is gonna start soon and this is supposedly a resort..' Falcon laughed as he got off the bar and rolled shoulders. 'By the summer.. more and more bored housewives...silly assed brides to be..even a few daring couples looking to spice shit up will be littering the grounds. The bungalows need to be cleaned and ready. Schedules become a bit more important. I can't teach a class, run a session or run the stables at the same time.' He paused and stared at her. His eyes litterally rolled up in his head. Creepy vampire again..the whites of his eyes just did that to people. 'Pipsqueak, either wear the big girl thong like its supposed to be.. or put on a diaper and just be a smokin' hot chick that can't think for herself. One or the other. The wishy washy thing..gives me a headache. Everytime you take one step forward...its you that undoes it.' ~Why? I don't get it. Is sticking your head in the sand until he comes around really what you want to do with your life? You've got what..another 50 years of living before you're old and need a walker...is that what you're resigned to?~-d- Hell, this whole link thing..really was faster. No wonder Callista pestered the shit outta him 24/7. Shake of head. 'eh.. I'll try to watch that..its not my life.' Somewhere..a crow flopped over. If Sy had a crystal ball and was watching, she'd mark the date..that oddly sounded very close to an apology from the guy. -d-

Acacia Kabal [5:13 P.M.]: She nodded, listening, and squinted a bit "The hands and I can get the bungalows ready, shouldn't be too hard. I can get specs on details of how mant, that sort of thing. And I have ...no idea what's in volved in sessions and schedules and stables, but I can help with making appointments to make sure things don't overlap" Squint was more of a glare, just lacking the heat behind it. "THanks for the smoking hot thing, but I am thinking for myself...or trying to. Im working on it. Okay? And Im sorry I can't get over it quickly enough for you" Scowl. ~Worse, jerkface, Im not going to die, and if I do, I get to pop right back to this. So...no walker, just ..this. ..Im working on doing what...I want, what feels good to me, not overthinking and breaking things. It's not...simple. Im still me, I can't just change like that over
night...and.........thanks..." –d

Falcon Tynes [5:18 P.M.]: He smiled. 'that's pretty much it. Callista was all about.. I dunno..putting shit together for communal things..so people could mingle..in between their kinks. Sy...' He chuckled. 'Let's just say Sy had trouble with things involving more than three people. She was a little particular about the bar though. Its set up and so forth. As for the sessions and what's involved...' He really tried to keep his face blank..and failed..another pained and almost comical expression. For a moment he thought about blasting another cartoon expression in her head. Then opted against it. 'Just making sure things don't over lap is enough.. the 11am slot on Thursdays..always goes to Vera. You'll know who she is when she comes in. She's the last thing you'd ever think to see here.' -d-

Acacia Kabal [5:23 P.M.]: 'Callista was good with people.." Almost a smile there but then it was gone, listening, nodding, smirking. "Mm...hopefully I wont have the more than three problem. " His expression made her grin, laughing softly. "Not sure what I'd least expect but Vera sounds like a tiny little old lady" –d-

Falcon Tynes [5:23 P.M.]: 'She is.'

Falcon Tynes [5:28 P.M.]: Falcon laughed. 'wait until you meet her then get back to me.' Lighting a cigarette, he moved to pick up the clipboard. As he suspected, he'd slept through his morning appointments. 'Callista was more than good with people, she had a heart..and never let anyone forget they had one as well.' He muttered.-d- ‘So, How do you feel about shopping. Annabelle’s going to need new clothes.’ He turned his head to eye the woman. Knowing damn well, he was going to regret it.

Falcon Tynes [6:56 P.M.]: Yeap,he so regretted opening his mouth. Four dress shops, three shoe stores later. A blink as Annabelle slapped something on his head. A look up from the register as he paid for items and stare. A bright red floppy hat tilted over over one eye. ‘fuck.’ Thus, bringing to light the one thing Falcon should never..ever do..was cross dress. Turn of his head back to Ace. 'did you put her up to this?' He asked, again, oblivious to mini techie geek clicking pictures and uploading to the site. d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [7:00 P.M.]: Ace had trust issues, and there were very few she trusted enough to like. Annabelle was hard not to like, and it made her think of Callista in some minor way. Not in how they were as people,......just how they made her feel in talking to them. She tried not to laugh at the hat...keyword: tried! Laughter surfaced and she moved closer, giving his chin a little tweak "Nope, but damn I should've. Fabulous" Laughing softly, hands up in surrender. "Ok, if you call break, where to oh might packhorse?" =d

Falcon Tynes [7:04 P.M.]: Annabelle slid under one arm as picked up the packages and took Ace's free hand. Really, if you glanced at them, she looked one of their's kid sister or something. A glance to Annabelle and grin. 'Up for it?' Annabelle grinned at him. Falcon slid his gaze to Ace. 'you're not on a diet are you?' And the yank as Annabelle charged ahead of them, pulling them along. Her destination...Red Robin! Moments later, Falcon collapsed into a booth as Annabelle settled in next to him, promptly opening a menu and setting it before his face. Her other hand motioned for Ace to slide just a tad to the left, to block the blonde behind. 'hair make Fal...icky.' She explained unncessarily, but if there was something the woman did hands down was protect him as best she could. That taken care of, she flipped over the menu before ace and pointed to the biggest burger ever. 'that...that...that...and that.' thus being the fries and onion ring combo, cherry coke and one huge banana boat sundae in theory they could share if Annabelle was above stabbing at them with her spoon. The woman was deadly serious about her food.-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [7:11 P.M.]: Hand taken, starting to get used to it actually - ha! Ace was usually the one pushing herself in people's space, it was an interesting switch up. "Hell no, Im not on a diet. " Diet, bleh, to hell with those! Eep! yanked along, laughing softly as they landed in Calories Heaven! Sliding into the booth opposite if them, dropping her purse and bag off to the side.Scoot Scoot. She glimpsed over her shoulder to see the blonde, debating on making the woman leave. No no, she'd behave. For now. Turning and nodding to Annabelle "Got it, " And then a peek at the menu.........lawd. "Mmm..rootbeer float...and extra fries" Hey, she liked fries!! –d

Falcon Tynes [7:16 P.M.]: Truly, had it been anyone else it may have been insulting. Yet, Falcon truly rarely ever ate food. So, the slightly above kiddie sized burger..bloody.. kinda made sense as Annabelle played up her Russian status to the poor server. No more than five words a series of points and a bat of lashes did the trick. A wink to Ace. The menu before Falcon toppled forward to reveal, again, the vampire was dozing. Annabelle giggled and petted his head. 'silly vampie...' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [7:22 P.M.]: Ace just enjoyed the show, letting Annabelle handle the server with her own style. A little grin hovered on her lips and seeing Falcon almost asleep..awww. The pet from Annabelle made her snicker. "He's adorable when he;s sleeping" Which is why she sent him a stream of rated X images just to fuck with that peaceful slumber. Why?Well...because she could. -d

Falcon Tynes [7:31 P.M.]: What do you know..vampires talked in their sleep! ~Payback...pipsqueak.~ Annabelle whole heartedly agreed and fished out her phone to flick to an entire album aptly named. Sleepy Vampie. On the beach, while half hidden in a cave, slung over the back of his own charger, what had to be a Halloween spoof given the cape wrapped around as he hung upside down...was that the roof of Birds? and lastly, Anna's personal fave, one with him, a strikingly pretty woman and an overstuffed teddy bear with a huge heart in its paws. 'mean and vicious...but tender and loving..silly vampie isn't he?' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [7:38 P.M.]: And his sleepy mumble made her smile, and with his eyes closed he wouldnt see the warmth of it. She snapped a pic of it to share with Hand later. Annabelle's words brought her out of her thoughts to look at her. "Yes...That is just about exactly what I was thinking. He cares...with a simplicity that is awfully beautiful to watch. " She snapped out of it with the arrival of the food, "Oh goody, been wanting one of these...rootbeer floats with rum in it - very good stuff. " And pretty much just changing the subject away from her admiration of Falcon. –d

Falcon Tynes [7:44 P.M.]: Annabelle's eyes lit up, as her burger slid under nose. A swift kick had Falcon up right and his fangs clicking as they sprang forward, he must really have been out this time, as Annabelle literally shoved his burger into his mouth. Falcon's eyes crossed as he took control of his own feeding. Closing his eyes briefly, he relaxed a bit and settled in to make it look as if he actually liked eating the burger. He even took stabs at the fries Annabelle shoved at him. If anyone was watching, they did make an odd pair, a towering man and a woman who barely made it to his chest. A green eye flicked open suddenly as he began his own rapid fire of images aimed at Ace. The fleeting images were more blurred as the bastard focused on another sense...touch! The phantom light caress under a breast, down her sides, the slight graze of fangs over the side of her neck, the fall of his hair over her shoulders as he held against chest. Damned vampire..-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [7:51 P.M.]: Ace stiffled a laugh at the kick, alrready had her lips around the straw and inhaling some of that goodness. She always wondered what real food tasted like to vampires. Just rather unenjoyable, she imagined. But it didn;t surprise her in the least that he made the attempt for the tiny dynamo beside him. Hell, she'd be a little disappointed if he hadnt. Quite content with the moment thus far, she was mid bite of a french fry when the assault happened. Sonovabitch. Her eyes closed briefly just to get a mental grip and not purr at the odd sensation of touch while ...untouched. That feeling of hair drifting over her broke that grip just a little, causing a shiver and her nearly knocking over her drink in reaching for it. Narrowed gaze settled on Falcon, snapping off a biteof french fry, pushing his way that vibe, just the hushed little sound of pleasured sigh, the sound of calloused hands over silk dress, the fleeting feel that sigh tickling across his lips. Sip. "Anabelle, what do you like to do, other than shop and chery flavored things?" –d

Falcon Tynes [8:05 P.M.]: Annabelle paused mid stab into her sundae and lifted her gaze to Ace. Bottom lip chew as if she were trying to decide what to say. A glance to Falcon as he simply nodded. Focusing her attention on Ace she smiled softly. 'make red...make red all over...make Falcon laugh...and tea...parties.' Falcon eyed Ace for a moment, knowing full well how she felt about the subject. Annabelle offered him a bite, by offering..it was another shove into his mouth that he either opened and accepted..or wore ice cream and whip cream. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [8:14 P.M.]: Make red all over...blood? Ace wasn't exactly sure. Or certain what kind of tea parties she liked. Seriously, she grew up having the proper tea time with the English tea setting and snobbery.......and then there were other sorts that ran the range of child like to kink fest. She was certain on the Falcon laughing part, and so, in whole, she smiled softly. "I should've found you something red..Maybe I'll surprise you with something" She laughed softly at the shove of food....and in payback sent him the mental image of her licking and sucking it off his lower lip. And innocently looked at him, lifting a hand to touch at the corner of her lip. "You have a smudge right there" –d

Falcon Tynes [8:20 P.M.]: Annabelle propped her chin in her hands as she watched Ace and giggled. 'silly.' Turning her face, the woman leant forward and swiped her tongue over the smudge. That being done, she clapped her hands. 'shop now...shoes...' frown and brow knit. Try again. 'CHOOOS!' Confident that..was the word Ace used. Falcon groaned a bit as he turned to face Annabelle and drove two fingers into her ribs...then flicked then rapidly, tickling the hell out of her. 'brat.' Gathering their bags, he followed her out the booth he cut Ace a sharp pointed look. ~stop erring on the side of caution..you're safe with us and no one's around to judge...unless you're opposed to chocolate.' Smirk and another fleeting caress of his hair across her cheek as if he were pulling away from thier imaginary embrace. 'Let's go, Pipsqueak, before Annabelle sponataneously combusts with the need to shop.' -f-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [8:30 P.M.]: Having Annabelle get that smudge made her laugh "Oh I do enjoy this" And then the magic word. CHOOS! Even Ace clapped happily, laughing as she scooted out of the booth. "Oh Annabelle, I hope you love the Choos, I really do. If you don't that's ok..but let's at least look and try some on!" She gave a little sigh at the chiding to stop being cautious. And instead of a mental tug, she reached out and gave his hair a little yank. ~Im not opposed to chocolate,nor did I think I was being cautious. I just really like teasing you...I could stop teasing you...~ She looped her arm in Falcon's and called out to Annabelle "No matter how much men bitch about shoes ...they all love seeing a woman in them........ok, not all..but most" Did wonders for the ass, in her opinion. –d

Falcon Tynes [8:37 P.M.]: At the tug on his hair, he turned his head and bared fangs at her. So quick, if she hadn't know he was a vampire she may have missed it. As she took his arm, he smirked. 'Payback, Pipsqueak..and you're racking up a bill.' Annabelle nodded to her. ~Is that so..explains the ass on you then.~ Hell if he didn't goose her then and there before tugging himself free and moving ahead to smirk over his shoulder at her. Annabelle made it to the shop and stopped dead in her tracks. Nose mushed up against the glass
Falcon Tynes [8:39 P.M.]: in utter awe of the world of Choos. Falcon came to stop beside her placing a hand on her shoulder as he gazed at the display. Nice. Then he caught sight of the tag on a pair and swore to God he was gonna cry tears of blood if she settled on a single pair to the abuse his wallet would suffer. Turn on heel as he looked around. 'Be back...need to find an ATM.' -f-
Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [8:43 P.M.]: Damn...don't know why that was a turn on, but she grinned at his fang baring self. At his talk of paybacks, she smirked right back at him. "I have expensive tastes...just put it on my tab" ~And my ass is fabulous without the shoes, thank you much~ And she let go of his arm, using that fab-ass to hip check him before she moved to the other side of Annabelle. "Amazing, aren't they?" ...A wink to Falcon. "Nope, this one is my gift to Annabelle. So sit on that wallet for later" -d

Falcon Tynes [8:48 P.M.]: Falcon stared at her for a moment. Lips parted as if to argue, then he caught sight of the sheer joy in Annabelle's face and the fact Ace seemed utterly cool with it all. ~Alright, I suppose I could knock a bit off that tab your building in return for such a gift.~ Both hands it took to pry Annabelle off the glass and steer her inside. 'what the hell is it with shoes?' he muttered as Annabelle hadn't lost that awe inspired struck dumb look. Flopping into a chair, he watched as Annabelle flittled about squealing at every new style she discovered. The chuckling only grew as she daringly selected a brutal pair of 5 inchers and made the attempt to walk in them. She broke her fall by slapping palms on his shoulders. A grin and giggle as she shook her head no. 'Ya think, monkey girl.' He teased. 'Those are better suited for Iron Buttcheeks over there' -f-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [8:59 P.M.]: He would make Ace very unhappy if he denied her being able to gift Annabelle with C hoos! ~She is gifting me, this is merely a show of appreciation...you can keep tab all you like~ Grinning as she moved in with them, watching like a proud Mama, just letting Annabelle explore on her own. ~Shoes...are like a man's car. It's personal...sexual..emotional..Imagine walking into a store of untouched Chargers, all waiting for you to touch them~ She almost snort-laughed at being called iron butcheeks. Moving to a lower heeled red leather shoe. They were a wedge heel, so it gave the illusion of height but steadier walking surface! "Try theese...they're pretty" –d

Falcon Tynes [9:02 P.M.]: ~Which one are you lying on the hood?~ He asked out of the blue as Annabelle took off the first pair and tried on the second. A tentative step forward and another, until her fingertips left his supporting shoulder. A bit wobbly as she made her way to Ace and grinned. 'practice...these good..with practice.' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [9:05 P.M.]: ~Me~ Simple enough and direct answer. But outside of that she was clapping excitedly with those steps of Annabelle's! "Yes! And you look spectacular! Just a little practice and you will have it down!" A quick hug to the petite minx before swiping a pair of costly, sparkly silver sandals off the shelf. Flats? Yes, but they were sooooo cute! "See if you like these too? That way you have a pair to dazzle in while breaking in those red ones" –d

Falcon Tynes [9:14 P.M.]: Falcon didn't respond he was far to busy watching Annabelle open up with Ace. Head cant to the side as he leant to one side. Power of Choos, huh? Guess it takes all kinds. A slide of eyes to Ace, for a moment before he returned his attention to Annabelle who'd made the swtich to the sandals. 'Those the ones?' He asked as she flopped beside him and kicked her legs up onto his thigh. A frown etched features as she gazed at her feet, then shot a glance to Ace's toes and back to hers. A pout formed as pointed. 'make sparkly like Sy.' Falcon slapped a palm over his face and drag. 'I am not going to a nail salon, brat.... ' and the slight choke as she dug the heel into his groin. 'Annabelle....no.' The war was on. Yeap, overgrown children at war. No..yes...no... yes...until Annabelle flung her hands out and smoooshed his cheeks together and uttered something in Russian. 'DONE!' Falcon agreed as Annabelle folded her hands behind her head. 'spa..day...car show...deal.' Toe wiggle in her sandals. 'sparkly..pretty perfect..shoe....CHOOOS!' she grinned at Ace. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [9:31 P.M.]: Ace was in a particular state of bliss, finding herself bonding with the woman over the course of the day in a way that felt so....uncomplicated. She didn't overthink the why's of it, just let herself enjoy the fact that she was genuinely happy at this exact moment. Until........the pout. "Sparkly..we can do spa--" then Falcon and his big mouth was saying no?! She was frowning at him and arms crossed. But Annabelle tore into him before she could!

Falcon Tynes [9:34 P.M.]: All Ace got from him for the next ten solid minutes were images of muscle cars, revving engines and rims..lots of rims. Annabelle slipped off the sandals and put them in the box, with the red ones. Her selections made as she smiled at Ace, then turned to Falcon and damn near paled. The discoloration was starting at the tips of his hair and slowly spreading. Annabelle batted at Ace as apparently, SOMEONE forgot to tell the Lolli of Falcon's new alarm system. 'ick...ick..ick' Turning to Ace she stared at her.

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [9:35 P.M.]: "Ha! Yes...Spa day and ...car show" Laughing softly, a wink to Annabelle. "Yes, Perfect choos!" she pulled her credit card free and waved it over at a salesman. He'd take it and ring things up. A lean and hug around Falcon's shoulders "And I have a spectacular spa, so no sulking" -d

Falcon Tynes [9:38 P.M.]: Stamped her foot and pointed at Falcon. 'why..icky...why? bad icky hair.' Falcon snapped out of his days at the ding of a register and Annabelle on the brink of a fit. He lowered his gaze to his hair. 'shit.' Rising to feet he placed a hand on Annabelle's shoulder. 'calm down..we need to return.' A glance to Ace for help since it'd been awhile since Annabelle had a fit even a minor one...and never out in public.-f-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [9:45 P.M.]: Ut oh. Not just ut oh that his hair was turning but that Annabelle was taking it so..so badly! And while Ace sucked at a lot of things, she was usually pretty good at consoling...sometimes...shit. Hell, she'd try at least! She gently wrapped her arms around Annabelle, resting her head to her temple, whispering softly. "That is a silly vampire alarm. like a beep beep watch reminding Falcon he needs to go eat out of public watching. He's ok, he's not hurting or in danger, just means we should take our pretties and go. Okay? " A kiss to her hair and she looked to Falcon "Birds or my place, car or portal? You pick" –d

Falcon Tynes [9:50 P.M.]: It wasn't that Annabelle as upset, more utterly outraged..well after the sheer fright and shock wore off. Another kick to his shin before she slipped her hand in Ace's and left him with the bags. 'icky..' she spat at him. 'fix ick.' she muttered, refusing to even look at him. Well, that was new. Annabelle tapped her foot waiting before looking up at Ace. 'port..al?' Brow knit as she repeated the word until rolled off her tongue more easily. 'what..portal?' Behind them, Falcon translated the word and Annabelle clapped her hands. 'oh..yes...portal.' Falcon drew nearer. 'don't care...just make it quick, its spreading.' -f—

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [9:54 P.M.]: Ace was watching with a bit of worry and well. it was her turn to grab their hands and take off walking. Not far, just into the victoria's secret next to the Choo's - which would explain her lingerie collection rivaling her choo collection! Straight to the back to the dressing rooms. "Just need a minute!" said to the confused store clerk in her rush. Once out of sight, she knocked on the wall and pushed open the door that appeared. And then shoo'd them through it. It would lead straight to the penthouse hotel suite that Ace was renting out - a swank space, Hilton at it's best. She chose this because of the Bird's not letting her portal directly inside. Once they all got through the door would fade "Ace was dropping her bags, eyes worriedly on Falcon. "It's ok, we're good..it'll go away in a minute Annabelle. " Sleeveless in that strappy white dress, she just offered her arm out to Falcon to help. -d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Falcon Tynes [9:59 P.M.]: Annabelle stepped right on through to the other side like a boss, as Falcon paused a moment before following her. ~I get stuck in a mirror again, its your ass, Pipsqueak.~ What do you know..magic just tended to freak out the vampire. Annabelle looked around and beamed at Ace. 'pretty..' She rushed to the window and peered out, as Falcon took one look at the closest clear space to flop into, bed, couch didn't really matter, shopping wore his ass out. Peering through lashes, he noted Annabelle was perfectly fine. With the amount of time she spent with Sy and her curses, what was a portal or two. His gaze slid to the bared wrist and his fangs clicked as they emerged. His gaze shifted following the length of the offrered wrist. Forearm, elbow..shoulder, neck..and the slightly increased pulse rate. ~are..you worried, Ace?~ He almost wanted to laugh. ~so...its been a bit, hanging in the sun without frying..~ No this wouldn't do. He truly liked her better all piss and vinegar, flirting with him, laughing..not this cloud of worry for something, she should know without a doubt..wouldn't kill him. Reaching out, he brushed with her mind again, pushing harder on her other senses..in particular touch. Again, she'd feel the hardness of his chest against her back as he held her. ~have my back..and I'll cover yours.~ The sensation of his tongue sliding over a gently raised wrist to his mouth. ~remember how I said..its a personal thing..~ it sounded like a whisper then reality of his bite as the prick of fangs broke skin and he fed. He closed his eyes as he savored the warm blood. Vastly better than dead blood he'd made do with over a burger he choked down. Still, to make sure she fully understood he'd be fine, he goosed her backside again, before the flicker of his tongue to close it. Just enough taken to get his hair back to normal. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [10:13 P.M.]: ~Im not getting us stuck, Ive been practicing my Latin, sheesh~ And see, no incident in getting stuck! "I rather like it...if you want to check out my closet, feel free ..there's lots to plunder in if you like" It would be a nice plush sofa he plopped on, in the sitting room of that suite. And Ace was leaning a hip there at the arm of it with her offering. ~Don't mock me, ass. Yes, I worry. Ive never watched you eat food before and I didn't know if that, along with the sun, might cause you undue stress with the lack of feeding. I worry about people I care about, ok? Most people just can't tell that I worry~ She wanted to rest back against the feel of him behind her, being held, even as she watched him raise her wrist to his mouth ~I remember...~ THe reply just as softly given, and hell, she felt better with the flesh giving way to his fangs and his lips on her wrist. ...A little jump at the goosing and she sat herself right on his lap as he licked that wound closed Blue eyes locked on his and she leaned
in, taking a kiss from his lips briefly. ~Me worrying is personal too. I dont fear your death, I simply dislike your discomfort.......sometimes~ -d

Falcon Tynes [10:20 P.M.]: Annabelle flopped down on the floor before them, transfixed. 'make red...so pretty..no more ick!' Giggle as she stuck her tongue out at him. 'no more ick, you little freak.' He grinned before he ended up with a lap full of Ace. Stare as she stole a kiss right off him. The kissy noises echoed from the floor as Annabelle laughed. 'silly vampie.' Roll to her feet and dust off of her skirts before she skipped off to find the closet of plunder..or was that..to plunder..something like that.
'Did..you just...kiss me?' He asked softly shifting his eyes to her blue ones. Obviously..she had. ~Why?~ was more the apt question. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [10:25 P.M.]: "Mm, No more ick..." Agreeing with them, smiling as Annabelle seemed happy once again. And...then ..well, there it was, her sitting there in his lap being asked the obvious. "I did..." No regret or worry in her eyes, no vibe of indecision...just the fact that yep, she'd kissed him. ~Because I like you and I wanted to..to kiss you..And I didn't err on the side of caution and think it through. ~ -d


Falcon Tynes [10:43 A.M.]: Two days later..Annabelle sat outside dressed in another of her lovely if not over the top little outfits, complete with a little hat. Seated at a table, she smiled at the older woman across from her. Falcon sat beside her as she reached for the dainty tea pot and served their tea. The conversation was light ranging from books to music to day to day life. 'and...naturally.. there was simply no way I'd agree to making an introduction for that little gold digger to my precious sons.' Annabelle nodded to her with a soft clucking sound of her tongue, before speaking in Russian. The older woman laughed. 'Exactly my dear..you are absolutely right.' As she turned her face to smile at Falcon. 'My sons deserve a better sort of woman than that.' Falcon canted his head a bit with a soft curl of lips. 'especially since I'm not getting younger and fully expect to have grandchildren in this life!' Annabelle giggled. The tea continued before the woman waved a hand. 'Dear me.. I have a bridge game to attend..how the time flies..' Annabelle popped off her seat to help the woman up as Falcon rose as well, extending a hand to the older woman. 'Ah, a lovely time as always..my dears...now run along..I'm sure you have board meetings to attend..' A smile from Falcon as he lifted her hand to brush lips over her knuckles. The telltale marks showed, he'd already bitten her previously at some point. The woman seemed oblivious to the zombie that returned her to her car as Annabelle, climbed up on Falcon's back and waved as she left. Picking up the envelope after she'd left, they entered the club. Annabelle slipping off his back to drop the envelope on the bar as Falcon made a beeline for the bar, to lay down atop it again. One down..arm reach back for the clipboard as he eyed the clients scheduled.-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [10:57 A.M.]: And you know that for two days Ace kept herself busy as hell. Not that she was UNbusy now, simply multitasking. She was wearing that cute multicolored dress that Annabelle had chosen, the heels a nude Choo to not distract or overpower. Long black hair was caught up in a loose twist and pinned in place. Armload of paper work, a tube of architect's blue prints held under an arm.
Tappity tap of heels heralded her arrival and a smile fell in place seeing the pair there. "Hello you two. Annabelle, love the hat. Falcon, glad to see the bar hasn't floated off" Just playfully teasing as she reached the bar, dropping her things on the surface above his head. -d

Falcon Tynes [11:03 A.M.]: Annabelle squealed in delight and bounced over to give Ace a hug. No hand shakes, no Hi Ace, Annabelle was all about the over abundancy of affections. Falcon turned his head to her and smirked, though his eyes were closed. 'Glad to be of help. There's $2500. in the envelope there..we just ended a session.' Only then, did he open his eyes and study the dress she was wearing. Annabelle spun on her heel in a little dance before flopping next to Falcon and tucking her hands under chin. 'pretty...' Falcon smiled softly. 'very pretty, Annabelle.' with regards to Ace's selection of attire.-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [11:07 A.M.]: Annabelle hugs! Yes, she was all for that as soon as she unloaded her arms! Giving the petite woman a suish of affection with a kiss to her hair. "Mm, money and one thing kicked off the to-do list. I love it when you talk dirty" Teasing playfully, in quite the good mood! The twirl and compliment got Annabelle a wink, and the grin lingered in looking over to Falcon. "Thank you...both. Annabelle was absolutely spot on in suggesting I get more colorful." Moving behind the bar,grabbing herself a bottle of corona before returning to lean against the bar across from Annabelle near Falcon. "So..big news...I found a place to make my home. It needs work, but I think it's going to be great" –d

Falcon Tynes [11:12 A.M.]: He'd had two day to mull over it. Not that he actually did. A kiss was a kiss. She'd given an answer as to her reason for it. Falcon actually set up, even if it was lean back against the pole at the end of the bar while remaining ontop of it. 'Make..your home. As in you're building one?' A nod to the blue prints. Annabelle blinked as she 'oohed.' Then.. slid off her seat and skipped down the steps to the dungeon. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [11:21 A.M.]: She watched Annablle head off, but pulled her blue eyes back up to Falcon. Just a bit of mirth there, her smile blooming fuller. "Not exactly. See, in an older part of New York, these houses made connecting basements, the prohibition era led to it. Anyway, th houses got leveled but there's still these connecting rooms underground. I want to build a garage style building on top to house the bike and car..and whatever else, and update those underground rooms into something livable. I think it'd be pretty cool history blended with modern convenience." She grinned up at him, motioning to the blueprints "These are just the basic demensions so I can sort of map out what I want to do. What do you think?" –d

Falcon Tynes [11:25 A.M.]: Falcon reached for the blue prints, listening to her as his eyes skimmed over the dynamics. 'underground tunnels..' He repeated. 'History and...convenience.' Lifting his gaze to her, he slid off the bar, tossing the blueprints to the side as he invaded personal space. 'Let me get this straight..you're putting a up a garage..so you can live..underground.' Green eyes met blues as he studied her. 'Sounds like hanging with vampires has rubbed off on you...' He pressed his face closer to hers. 'or are you expecting company?' He asked, as he lifted one of her wrists to his lips. 'I'm hungry...' Slide of tongue over wrist. 'May I?' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [11:34 A.M.]: "Mmhmm, like a little ant network, don't you think?" And then he was there, invading her space. Not that she'd move, just tip her head back to meet those green eyes, the hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "I need a garage...and I think underground will be an interesting...healthy change of pace from penthouse living.." Which, those were both very true. His question about company had her grinning a bit "I wouldn't be opposed to company, ...Im thinking of making a room off the kitchen a little nook for tea, I think Annabelle might enjoy enjoy that.." Her pulse tripped over itsself when he lifted her wrist., fingers twitching with that lick - every damn time it made her almost shiver. A light touch to his jawline, nodding softly..."Yes...of course.." Watching him, the words whispered in her efforts to calm her pulse. –d

Falcon Tynes [11:43 A.M.]: 'For someone you just met, it's kind of you to think of Annabelle...' He murmured as he simply licked her wrist once more, then met her gaze. 'your pulse kicked up....something wrong?' His hair sure as hell gave no indication he needed to feed. He opened his mind to her again as he met her gaze. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [11:47 A.M.]: "I like her...she makes me feel ..I don't know how to explain it, but I like spending time with her. Ensuring there is space she will enjoy is a small hope that she enjoys my company as well and feels welcome, wherever I am" Her thumb brushed his cheek, that lick again actually causing a shiver this time. Feeling that connection open, shaking her head no just a bit with his question. "Just tends to happen when you touch me, Falcon. Nothing wrong in feeling it" She let her mind open to his in return. Those vibes of arousal and ..comfort..pleasure..peace. Nothing was wrong, not in the slightest. –d

Falcon Tynes [11:52 A.M.]: 'I see..and here I thought you had other intentions..' He held her gaze as he brushed with her mind. ~that would bring you closer to me.~ He licked her wrist again, before the soft click of his fangs and the pressure before the skin gave way to them. ~you like my touch..my bite...~ He drank slowly from her, as if dragging the entire process out. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:00 P.M.]: "Well....there will be a bar.." ~And I do wish to be closer...is that so wrong?~ That lick had fringe of lashes flittering with the effort not to close and bask in the feeling.Slender curves just a little closer, brushing against him as she felt the pressure to her wrist. Her free hand lifted, resting at his abs, her pale eyes watching his lips on her wrist, slowly dragging them to roam over his features. ~I do...I like the feel of it..." And instead of impassivly just holding still, nimble fingers brushed
against his cheek as she leaned there against him. ~I like your lips on my skin...and my blood on your tongue.. Should I not enjoy it since this is..as you say..this is the platonic..sterile method?~ -d

Falcon Tynes [12:05 P.M.]: ~vampires are sensual creatures.~ He responded as he continued to take small sips from her wrist. ~it is..very platonic and sterile....~ He slid an eye to her, before licking the wound closed and pulling his mouth from her wrist. Smile offered as he lowered her wrist. 'Are you sure you won't miss the light?' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:12 P.M.]: ~Mmm, that you are. But don't discredit that I am pretty certain you were sensual even before you became a vampire~ A little smile twitched at her lips ~Then I am a horrible donor, because I feel very little platonic things towards you~ The thought passed teasingly, brushing fingertips at his lips before lowering her hand. " I'll have electricity, and amazing skin, so I think I will be just fine without the light. " A little pat to hs chest before she eased out of the lean against him. "Ive given up more for less, this is no real sacrifice. Besides...imagine how nice it's going to be not to hear traffic" Grin! –d

Falcon Tynes [12:17 P.M.]: ~are you implying I'm not upholding my part of the deal...your blood..for a purely platonic..friendship?~ He teased as she moved away from him. 'By all means, Ms. Executive...feel free to negotiate better terms. I'd hate for you to think..you're being cheated of the full experience.' -d- Hopping back up on the bar, he folded hands behind his head and laid down again. 'By the way, did you finish your plans for that whole thing with body shots off a vampire?'

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:25 P.M.]: Oh..Oh she had said that, hadnt she? When she had her head so far up her ass that the thought of anyone thinking she was interested made her...snarly. To say the least. "Mm, well any breech of contract is clearly my own doing. But I do offer up the suggestion that we strike the words pure and platonic from the agreement. Leaving the limitations of friendship to be more...flexible" A grin tugged at her lips, taking up her corona again for a sip. Leaning forearms to the bar and looking down at him "I did, I'm thinking Friday night will be a good time for a test run to see how it goes over" –d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Falcon Tynes [12:30 P.M.]: He tilted his head a bit and grinned. 'exactly how many vampire movies have you seen..where the vampires...pure..and as for platonic...you should know..' One hand unfolded to curl about the back of her neck. 'I'd have never honored that shit.' Tug and he returned the favor of two days prior, stealing a kiss from her. The slide of tongue over plush lips, before simply invading her mouth as if he had every ounce of her permission to do so. ~why wait until Friday. now is a good a time as any..~-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:36 P.M.]: She couldn't help but laugh "Hey, Im so not going to stereotype from a movie...but ..touche, good point on the purity:" The hand at the nape of her neck was like a little switch, flipping off that laughter and turning on the flare of want as he brought her closer.Kiss stolen, kiss surrendered, a faint sound passing the lips he licked before they parted to taste. Beer clattered aside, her hand moving into his hair, holding him there as she dueled her tongue with his, sliding, teasing boldly. ~If you're naked on the bar now, I don't think Tequila will be the only thing I put on you~ -d

Falcon Tynes [12:44 P.M.]: ~It's not the first thing I'd suggest.~ He maintained his hold on her as he met her tongue with his. 'So pure and platonic are stricken from the table.' He licked at her lips. ~might I suggest downright fucking dirty.~ -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:50 P.M.]: Stretched half atop him in that grab n hold, one hand tangled up in his hair, the other curled against his side with a fist ful of shirt. ~Mm, Im liking your suggestions so far. ~ Teasing kiss, her pulse hammering out with the licks and taunts, savoring them. He licked and she gave his lower lip a slight nip, soothing with stroke of tongue. "Mmhmm, striken."....~Suggestion considered, and fucking dirty is seconded. ..New terms ..agreed~ Just a faint barely heard sigh passing her lips,
licking, suckling at his lips, kissing just at the corner of his mouth,nibbling lightly. ~Anything in the terms and conditions Im overlooking? ~ -d

Falcon Tynes [12:53 P.M.]: Falcon slid one hand down and pulled up on top of him. Welcome to the world of laying on a bartop. A complete slacker through and through. 'open us a door someplace..preferrably dark..I wanna sign the contract with an open clause to renegotiate terms again...in blood.' He murmured as he stroked her hair. -d- ~only thing left, I'd say, Pipsqueak...is your blood on my lips.~

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [12:58 P.M.]: Her laughter vibrated there against his lips when he tugged her up, that multihued dress inched up high on her thigs as they settled on either side of his hips. "Hang on tight," A wink, mumbling the words to open the portalknocking on the bar. A door knob appeared and she lifted her head just a bit to wink at him, moving her hand to the knob. ~First steps a doozy~ And with a turn of the knob wooosh! Gravity works! But the landing was a soft one, the bed catching them with a bounce, her laughter echoing in the dark space. A bit of light was there, the glow of a small lamp, but the black out shades were drawn and the room cool and quiet. The room looked Dome shaped, actually. She celebrated that most excellent landing with a tug to his hair and bite to his lips, her laughter still murmered to the surface. "Open clause accepted" –d

Falcon Tynes [1:05 P.M.]: WHOA! Talk about yanking a carpet out from under a guy. A bed? Nice touch. ~Aren't you the forward one. I'd kinda figured you'd pick a dark cozy little resteraunt and a goblet.~ He teased. Looking up he smiled. 'so where are we?' He asked, stroking her hair, then sliding his hand to zipper on the back of her dress. Grunt as she bit him. Refocus of his attention on her. 'Mmm..' Sitting up a bit, he slid the straps down her shoulders, taking his time as the fabric moved revealed more and more. 'Aside from doorways..what else can you do?' He asked as he leant forward and traced his tongue down the column of her neck. 'I have to admit, I keep waiting to reject your blood..magical donors and I..don't mix well.' He reminded her. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [1:10 P.M.]: Have to admit, that woah look was half the reason she opened the door that way! ~Mmm, I could, but I think having to talk to a waiter would ruin my mood. Im still a little selfish! Her smiled, a warm look in response to his up toward her. A contented up at the touch to her hair, and as he sat up, she leaned in, fluffing in a pillow behind him to give a little comfort there. "Panic Room...my inherited estate. The house is gone, but this remains...think - underground, neuclear safe motor home.. The curtains are just ..illusion, to make a person feel less boxed in, I suppose" Sitting astride his lap, brushing a kiss to the corner of his lips, fingers taking their time in working off his shirt. "I ah...I can displace air..move things..I can..I suppose I can do anything I learn. Mostly protection magic, a few offensive skills. I just have the power to learn magic with ease. .." A litle frown of curiosity touched her brow. "What does it do to you...magical blood..my blood?" –d

Falcon Tynes [1:17 P.M.]: 'Do I even want to know what happened to the house?' He murmured a bit busy with her neck at the moment, as his hands rested on her hips. ~sounds like you planned everything out to make a vampire nice and cozy here.~
He watched her settle in lap and moved as directed as she relieved him of his shirt. 'Defensive magic huh, maybe that's why you don't send me running to throw up.' Grin. 'Angel blood, fae, hell for all I know.. anything beyond Ravyn's blood..has a really bad effect and leaves an even worse taste in my mouth.' ~How do you to be touched, Pipsqueak? Show me.~ Dual conversations, neither having a thing to do with the other. 'The effects vary..i'm not entirely sure why. Ravyn sinks his fangs into the anything..
the moment I lose my mind and do the same..' He chuckled. 'I believe once I ended on par with being drunk off my ass. I think it was a fae that time.' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [1:24 P.M.]: THose lisses along her neck were distracting as hell. Andshe laid her hand to his thigh, whispering a spell....displacement...and he'd feel it, the threads in his pants just unraveling, falling off him in pieces, a garment waiting to be sewn!Well, he was still covered by how she sat on him! "I torched the house...and this just happened to be here, has been since I was a little girl.. Paranoia of the rich. ..mmm it's just a nice bonus that it's cozy" Lowering her head, brushing soft, random little kisses

Falcon Tynes [1:28 P.M.]: 'Torched? This..is your family's ancesteral home?' The surprise coursed through their link. 'why?' Still, he continued to soft nuzzle to her neck as he held her hips. The unravel of jeans had him skin to skin to those thighs against his. ~That's a handy little trick. All that time you spent undressing me with your eyes..you could have had me naked at anytime.~ -d-
Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [1:29 P.M.]: along his shoulder.."I think I'd be pretty bummed if my blood made you ill...and as much potential as the magic has, I learned enough to protect and some things to make life easier...not hurt people." Lifting her head with his question, her eyes lit with humor and want, a violet tint to the blue. "Honesty..I like to be touched with honesty.." Hands roamed his chest, a gentleness in the glide , the barest skim of her nails over his flesh. Hips rolled with the gentle arch and sway, indulging in just feeling exploring. "I torched it because I kept coming back, haunting myself...the things that happened here, I wouldn' move on. I was hurting, afraid, angry...and this house was built on all the things I wanted to end...a pretty lie to hide the horrible truth. I needed truth...so I set fire to it........and...I damn near have popped a seam or two, but undressing you with my eyes has perks too.~ -d

Falcon Tynes [1:35 P.M.]: 'Tainted blood would fuck up our deal.' He agreed, rolling her to the side and skimming a hand down her hip. His face dipped to uplift her face with his nose until he found her mouth and again licked at her lips. 'like a mass cleansing, then?' He posed as he eyed her, then laid her on her back. 'Sounds reasonable to me.' Dip of head as he slid his hand to her belly. ~an honest touch..that's a new one..explain it.~ -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [1:40 P.M.]: "Thenn I won't taint it.." Agreeing with a little grin, rolling rith him, the front of his pants a wadded up mess and even moreso when she slid her bare thigh aling his, nestled close. One hand at his chest, the other lightly stroking his hair. A near pur with that nudge, kissing at that lick "mmhmm, purging, even if just symbolic" Rolled to her back, arching slightly with a shiver of breath, lazily rocking her hips to his, enjoying the exploration of his touch. Lowering her head, a kiss into his hair, one hand giving a gentle tug, the other draped over his shoulder, trailing fingertips along his shoulderblade. Explain it? She opened up that link a bit broader, letting him feel the little nuances of her wants. The ache to taste and touch, to explore...both craving the way he gently touched and the barely restrained need to tug hair and bite. ~Honesty...slow and gentle if that's how you crave me..Or hard and fast...hard and slow...angrily, tenderly...~ She hugged his hips between her knees, laughing
softly "The pleasure for me is expression...it isnt telling you spots or places that make me insane...its receiving what you willingly give...that's where I find the pleasure.." -d

Falcon Tynes [1:52 P.M.]: Falcon met her gaze. ~Oddly..you just did.~ Lowering his head he moved on from her neck. His hair dragged behind him as she played with it. His eyes closed as he traded off licks, nips, kisses along her torso, the expanse of her chest, her sides, the dart of his tongue to tickle her navel. Across her belly and back up to settle on the corner of her lips. Opening to her, he let what he felt touching her, be relayed to her. Languid caresses along her sides before he met her eyes. With one hand, he rolled her over onto stomach, and repeated the same slow exploration across her shoulders and down her back, his hands and hair trailing after his mouth. -d- 'have you lived in New York all your life?'

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [2:04 P.M.]: She held his gaze and grinned a bit ~I suppose I did~ The breath left her in a little sigh as he lowered along her body, causing her to slightly squirm in restless want. Her nails lightly dug into his back, her fist playing in his hair, caressing and holding him close. Legs slid and held at his hips. Soft moans, indulgent shivers, she left that bond open so he could feel exactly what his touch caused. One hand traveled, slowly roaming over his bicep, brushing up along his shoudler and neck, thumb brushing his cheek, a moan slipping past when that kiss returned to her lips. Those pale eyes held captivated by him...that is until he rolled her over. Laughing in a slow, warm purr, stretching and damn if that first kiss to her spine didn't make her hot as hell. Restless undulation of her hips, his name whispered on her lips, and coming across the bond at the same time. Arms wrapped around one of those down pillows, moaning softly. ~Yes....Where or when has been your favorite place to be?~ Words, not exactly the easiest thing to summon, The rise of her temperature quickly warming those cool sheets of the bed. –d

Falcon Tynes [2:21 P.M.]: ~At the moment....over or under your body.. I don't really care which.~ His lips glossed down her spine, as his hands slid from an improntu iron buttcheek massage to the hips, at which point he moved her again, pulling her into lap as he settled behind her. His hands slid up her sides and around to rest beneath her breasts. Literally..under them, that the barest touch of his knuckles to the underside of one depended on how deep a breath she took. 'I don't like ciities very much. Loud..dirty..and not in the fun way. I suppose when wouldn't really matter, you can feel a places history if you open yourself to it. That leaves where...a country side is nice, cabin..not necessarily in the woods...invites wolves...and really one is quite enough, thank you.' -d- 'Boring huh? I like my privacy and find much like you.. most people annoying, in my case...better off on a plate.'

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [2:28 P.M.]: Ace had to bite the pillow when his grip massaged her ass, not that it did anything but muffle the little moan of delight in having his hands roam over her. Her hips, however, the brush of fingertips in his move to take hold would have her sucking in a breath - one of those little places that made her crazy-, spine arched as he moved her to his lap. "Mmm" ~Im sure both..both can be managed..over,..under..~ Having him beneath her, the tauntingly gentle touches..he was going to drive her crazy. Slow and deliberate, rocking her hips to feel him beneath her, stroking herself against him in languid, unhurried strides. One hand rested lightly on his forearm, the other up and back, fingers coiled in his hair once again. "Mm-no...not boring. Privacy is why I like the city...it's so busy no one cares...I can go unnoticed, left alone..its anonymous. All the noise is an illusion to pretend you arent alone...and yet it's thousands of people...alone. " Turning her head, leaning just a bit to brush a kiss to the curve of his jaw. ~I spent summers on a farm with my cousins...I liked that whoever was there...was there not like white noise, but because one chooses for them to be there. There's appeal in that...even if manure freaked me out~ -d

Falcon Tynes [2:43 P.M.]: Falcon turned his face to hers as his hands moved from her hips to encircle her waist and pull her closer as he sought out her mouth. 'you're delusional if you think you can go unnoticed anywhere. give up, you're really bad at it. Solittude isn't your thing. You weren't made for it. None of God's creatures were made to be alone..' He murmured then groaned and rubbed against her hips. 'flowers were made to be adored..I'm going to enjoy watching you bloom.' He slid his tongue into mouth and over hers before sucking hers into his mouth. He slowly closed his eyes as he let the tendrils that were forming with each drink from her illuminate in his minds eye. Selecting one, he tugged firmly on it as he sank his fangs into her tongue. The sensation he triggered were like a million rapid butterfly caresses to one particular area to elicit the build of a climax. His eyes snapped open. ~Bloom for me.~ He echoed in her ears as he bit down harder on her tongue taking the blood from her own mouth.-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [2:53 P.M.]: Perhaps she was delusional..maybe being unnoticed was just a feeling instead of a reality..but him telling her she was bad at it made her grin against his lips. "Im just happy Im not afraid of being alone anymore...it's very...liberating" The words mumbled but his groan basically had her undone. Shiver and restless roll of her hips to rock against him. His words causing a surge of desire through her, mouth nearly crashing into his. The vibration of her moans lostin the suction and stroke of tongues, her pulse kicking up as she felt him sift through those tendrals of connection. And tug, just as he bit into her. It blew open that connection - no barrier or walls, the pleasure she found in that bite and tripped into overload with that linked caress. Her scream was of unfiltered bliss, bursting into motion to rock and grind against him and that unseen touch. That climax hit like a warhammer, swift and powerful. That quick build and heavy release, her heart pounding harder, her fist in his hair yanking and not pulling him away, but holding him close as she unleashed and let it ride out. Trusting in his hold that stripped bare of defenses all she had to do was feel. Wet, slick, pulsating mess trying to twist around in his lap if he'd let her, craving more. –d

[Jester Dreamer Thief]

Falcon Tynes [3:02 P.M.]: 'you said your ability is to learn magic, huh?' He was pretty certain all the things he 'forgot' to mention, more aptly just didn't occur to him until he tripped over them himself. Really, couldn't blame him. In any case, he was certain, she eventually learn to sort the spidery tendrils and find the one he targeted and trace it back one of these days. Ah well, may as well enjoy the ignorance she had at the moment. His hands returned to hips holding her in his lap as physically, they grinded against each other. ~Mmm..your delicious~ At her twist, he loosened his hold until they were face to face. Spreading his thighs further, he let sink down until they were flush against one another and the grind resumed. Another tendril selected as he savored the blood in his mouth as he slid his tongue over hers, sealing the wound. The nervous system was truly an amazing thing. Lying back, he broke their kiss. His hands slid to her thighs as he eyed her astride his lap. ~a much better deal don't you think.~ His voice now could actually be felt as well as heard. A contented tone, albeit highly aroused. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [3:13 P.M.]: She knew if there was a way to her receptors, she could find his...not that he was going to be a guneapig to this realization, but you bet your ass she'd learn how to narrow it down from the broad ability to share thought and feeling to eliciting secluded bursts of metaphysical touch. "Yes" The word echoed in thought in more of a purr than speech,but that's what he got for asking questions as she came! ~Dragon heart...the magic is in my heart...~ That's as much explanation she could give between tasting the blood and his kiss and the riding out of that release. With his hold on her hips, she turned to straddle his lap, lightly caressing his hair, and along his jaw. Damn lick making her shiver again. Catching panted breath as he dropped back to the bed. One hand braced at his chest, the other pushing back the mess of her own dark waves. Her grin broadened, Thighs parting just a bit more, that grind a slow,, deliberate stroke. Her hands dropped, skimming down to his hips, fingertips lazily trailing in figure 8's at that sexy V along his pelvic bone. ~Much better...mm you are a beautiful man, Falcon.~ And she didn't just mean the delicious sight he was at this moment. Lowering forward, a kiss pressed to his chest,teasing with the rock and sway of hips, feeling him slide against her. ~I want you...~ Possibly redundant to say so..considering their current situation, but it was thought/spoken with a swetness in the heat of all that arousal.Arching just a bit, holding at his hips as she moved to feel him press against her...and unless he stopped her, she'd sink right on top of him, slow and steady, head tipping back as her moan stretchd past her lips and through those threads that connected them. –d

Falcon Tynes [3:56 P.M.]: 'considering i have no idea where the hell I am, you've ruined a perfectly good pair of jeans..i don't believe i'm going anywhere..anytime soon.' He murmured as he laid there under her perusal. as if letting her decide whether or not he suited her tastes. Really, for a about 15 seconds he kinda flatlined in her head. ~would hate to be accused of coercion, all things considered. The announcement of having a dragon heart, definitely much more palatable this way, than over a bar where he may have flipped out. It was a bit much to think..of all things..he could stomach..it'd be the blood of a dragon. ''talk about going big or going....' He paused as his eyes snapped open as she joined them. 'shit......' For a moment those green eyes blurred as he gripped her hips and forcibly drove upwards. ~my god woman...~ Inevitable as it was they'd get around to that part, having no expectation versus imagining it, did absolutely no justice to the reality of the physical aspect. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [4:07 P.M.]: 'And you think I would undo them with no means to fix them? Tsk tsk you underestimate me" Grinning, taking her sweet time in enjoying the sight of him. It'd been a while since she'd simply taken the time to ...admire. Brief worry flickered over her features with the flatline. Not that she begrudged him his own personal brainspace, but ..still..slight concern. Which she remedied by sinking on the length of his cock. Only a bit, til he grabbed and thrust, pushing a scream of bliss to bounce off the walls, arching hips for that perfect slam and glide. ~Fal-~ "con!" His name broken and mingled between voice and link. And he'd just have to brace himself for the full blast of sensations and anything she couldn't hold back. Nails pressed into his abs and violet gaze finally opened again to watch him. Hard, steady strokes, lips parted and a wicked smile curled on her lips. No, nothing she imagined prepared her for the reality. ~magnificent..~ -d

Falcon Tynes [4:30 P.M.]: He met her eyes, his wicked grin matching her own. For a moment there.. he understood her perfectly. 'and to think..we're just getting started.' Jerking her closer he pressed his forehead to hers. As the unbridled release of sensations flooded from her, through the untrained tendrils, Falcon lost absolute track and honestly couldn't careless. Instead, he unconsciously opened up in turn to her. 'don't ever hold back.' He murmured before gripping hair and flopping back down, placing his free hand on her hip. ~that all you got?~ he teased her as he drove upwards again, seemingly content with the current arrangement. 'a smokin' chick with a dragon heart has got to know how turn up the heat in bed.' He teased her. -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [4:37 P.M.]: ~Oh the beginning of a book is just a tease..~ Laughing softly, a gasp left as he yanked her down, holding her eyes on him as she rested her forehead to his. Trembling atop him, his murmur had her ust...releasing that little hold of restraint she'd maintained. His taunts not lost on her, though she was momentarily transfixedby the comingling of thoughts and sensations. Not even trying to grab hold of one, just letting them all twine around her like ribbons on a maypole. Her own shout at that upward thrust broke her from the hazy basking. Hands taking hold of his wrists and using that nail biting grip to brace and arch her torso upwards. ~Mmhmm..that's all I got...vanilla...in doses~ Or not, according to the undulating rock and slam of her hips to take him harder,faster. Not holding back with that bond or physically, leaning into bite and lick at his lips, aching to taste him even as the feel of him inside her drove her to utter distraction. -d

Falcon Tynes [4:42 P.M.]: With absloutely no barriers between them, Falcon tripped around in her head. Control. The woman had that in spades. Niiiiiice. Though, the draw back of no barrier. What found her maypole in all its ribbons in her mind, was Falcon's changing core. A rippling of both sides blending before her eyes. The man he was before and vampire he held the potential to become. Primal, unapologetic, unforgiving, unyielding and above all...hungry. The groaning growl he emitted physically mingled with the advancing on in her head. His fangs descended again after nips and bites. Opening his eyes again, they blurred as she actually...took him. Within their little world where only they existed, he advanced on, the rippling claw versus hand caresses her face, then tilted it upwards as green eyes warred with black. Staring down at her as his horns emerged. Physically, he rolled them over. 'my turn.' The wicked grin only matched his intent as he drove hard and relentlessly forward. His hair dragged across her face as he once more explored flesh, this time with the drag of his incisors. Settling on a new place to feed from..her above her left breast. ~Delicious.~-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [4:56 P.M.]: He would see the mess that she was, the insecurities of not being enough, the part of her that cared so much she'd run from it...and the other side, the parts of her being born that refused to break. Vicious and kind, passionate and cold, the woman was and endless well of emotion and tried to keep it all contained and tucked away...til now. That control was set aside and as he swam in her, she dove into the duality that was him. She wanted to carve this moment like letters in a tree and the blade to do that was the slide of nails over his chest, nip and bite, stroke of tongue, clench of walls around his shaft. And instead of being afraid of the beast within him, the horned and unrepentant figure she saw with internal clarity..she sought him out. Tilting her cheek to that touch, moaning to the growl, savoring taste and feel with gluttonus delight. That roll and wickedgrin had her laughter simmering. Breathing in and loosing that air with the cry out. Legs wrapping around his thighs and hanging on. Nails at his spine, kissing his temple briefly before she was pressed back and arching using that bond to whisper, urge him to taste her, bite, let her feel him. And when he did she almost came up off the bed. Holding hand at the back of his head to craddle to her breast, bucking beneath him for more. ~Fucking...hell..! ~ -d

Falcon Tynes [5:11 P.M.]: A claw rose to one by one cut the ribbons on her. One by one he cut those ties. Why would someone
with that much control, need a fail safe? With each fall of a ribbon apart of him shifted completely. Until all the ribbons were at her feet, he, completely intuned with both warring sides. Why would they need a fail safe..at all? Trailing a claw from cheek, down column of throat to rest above her left breast, it tapped against her heart. His head loomed closer as he licked at her lips. Lifting his head, his clawed hand curled about her throat, turning her about and holding her against his chest. The release of throat as those claws skimmed down her abs to reveal their physical selves going at it in a frenzy. From this viewpoint, they seemed to meld where one ended, the other began. On the other hand, they also looked as if they were fucking like rabbits.-d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [5:26 P.M.]: Lack of trust in herself...or so it had been for a long time, though she was making changes and building that relationship of trust within herself...that she didn't cling to those ribbons merely let them fall. Legs sliding and caressing against his, her slender figure writhing beneath his to give and take. Shivering with hitched breath at the trail of his claw, grinning with that tap over her heart. And in this metaphysical embrace, he held claws and horns, and she ..shimmered, aglow with the brightness of all she held in, and newly released...the simplicity of humanity touched by the magic of dragons. Turned and held to his chest, her hands rested atop his, transcended intio this state of watching, seeing the near brutal way her hand claws and held, biting, kissing ...yes..a frenzy. And here, she tipped her head back to nuzzle back against him, drawing a hand up to caress his cheek. She was with him not out of anger, or fear of being alone.Not of a need to be touched or broken ache to feel something at all.
Brushing her fingertips along his jaw, she felt an undeniable freedom in knowing that for the first time...it was as it seemed, and nothing was hidden in intent or unspoken miscommunication. He was special in that way, though she'd not know the words to explain it, she hoped at least he felt it. Honesty. He was touching her with honesty, and she was giving him the same. -d

Falcon Tynes [5:40 P.M.]: Her light didn't blind him, nor did it lessen his..lack thereof. His claws now brazenly skimmed her hips as he lowered his head to her hand. The size differenciation was worlds apart than their physical. Go big or go home must be a demon thing..or again, given Falcon's natural brawn. Who knew? The rumbling echoed in her ears. What do know, he could speak to. ~glorious..bitch.. vindictive bitch...~ One claw explored the length of her hair that seemed a bit longer than her physical self. ~mistress...unto herself...yes...magificient~ Tug of hair to render her head angled back to the side, his horned head lowered mouth to hers. The frenzy escalated as Falcon flung his head back a pleasured groan as her nails offere no quarter on his back. 'Yessssss...' Slacker that he was, again he flipped them over his hands grinding her down on his shaft. Within their shared bound, he slid his hand under hers and extended both of them towards their physical bodies. ~shatter~ -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [5:55 P.M.]: She was drawn to the darkness of him, wanting to wrap it around her like a blanket and bask in it. Which with his bulk and her slight self was entirely possible. Warmth filled her as he rumbled by her ear, feeling that touch to her hair in a unique way, that was almost awe inspiring. The explosion that was his kiss , angled back, it was so simple to arch her arms upward and hold on....bitch held him by the horn, returning that kiss with a bite and purr. She might sparkle to his darkness, but there was no mistaking the dragon hearted woman was fiercly in need of that kiss. Her hand in his, reasing with him to the physical...just a touch of wickedness in the smile beneath the surface. Her phyisical self riding him hard and fast, dragging nails into his hips as she ground against him. ~What's mine is yours...~ And while previously said she'd meant blood..now she was giving him her undoing. Touching into physical self right at the moment of impact. Loud, pulsating, intense twisting of everysensation before it simply burst like the fourth of July, sending her bouncing and screaming in raw bliss. –d


Falcon Tynes [6:04 P.M.]: 'FUCK!" Falcon roared as eyes widened and his gripped her hips tightly. The orgasm ripped through him was more intense than he'd ever recall feeling. Every barrrier he'd ever consciously erected exploded. Who ever said a vampire was walking corpse..so lied. Every nerve ending in his body was tingling and erupting At one point, he was rather certain the non beating heart was going to explode. Rolling them to their side, he couldn't quite figure out the muscles that control..moving his dick out of her. So there he simply remained. Eyeing her, he broke the silence over their heavy breathing. 'what the fuck just happened?' -d-

Acacia Kabal / Navi Oakwood [6:10 P.M.]: She felt his and he'd feel hers, that lack of walls creating the perfect storm of overwhelming ...everything. Her body arched and clung to his, her scream hoarse as it pushed pas her throat, wave over wave of it crashing into her. She wasn;t sure if he rolled them, the bunker flipped, or she twisted them. But either way she was still clinging by the time she realized she was on her side.Blinking in an attempt to get the spots out of her vision.............squint.........one eye squint. "I....don;t know..... I think we imploded" A giggle - gods help, she giggled- passed her lips and she thudded her wrist to his lips with a wink. "Do I have a pulse?" –d