Faith
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Post by Faith on Feb 10, 2010 16:53:33 GMT -8
Faith was in Esbat. Shock and amazement. Her hair was pink, blonde and black, and cut short around her ears. Some extra piercings today, and a hoodie that hung low over her elbows to reveal the safety-pinned-to-high-hell tank top below it. Tonguing one of her lip piercings, she peeked around for anyone present.
"...if... you are in the Bad News Bears... and here... you should raise your hand!" She beamed. That was easy.
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stacey
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Post by stacey on Feb 10, 2010 19:58:51 GMT -8
"I'm here."[/i]
A few long moments passed before Stacey spoke up just a foot or so behind Faith. Had he just appeared or had he been there for some time? It was difficult to tell since, as colorful as he was, literally and figuratively, he often went unnoticed. His hands were clasped lightly in front of him and he had a turn of his head slightly to the left. "I've been raising my hand a while now, but I don't think you saw me. I'm easily missed..." Stacey smirked at that, his teeth showing through his crooked smile, just thinking about how many meanings that statement had. "Technically, as of right now, I am a member of the Bad News Bears, though that might change soon. Is there something I can do for you?"
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mikey
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Post by mikey on Feb 10, 2010 20:29:48 GMT -8
There is something you can do for me.
Mikey was standing just over Stacey's shoulder in the shadows. He didn't move, he didn't approach, he just growled his answer from where he was. His hair was over his face as usual, and it was dark where he was so you can assume he is looking at you, but it's hard to say.
I wanted to speak to your ductus. Can you bring him here?
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Faith
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Post by Faith on Feb 10, 2010 20:55:18 GMT -8
"SWEET MOTHER OF--!!!" Faith jumped about a foot and gradually calmed down, panting for no obvious reason other than comedy as she stared ghost white (then again, that could just be her being dead) at Stacey.
Whew. Finally calm.
"MOTHERFUCKING SONOVA--!!!" And then there was Mikey.
Fucking ninjas.
She just pointed lamely at Mikey to refer Stacey to him.
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stacey
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Post by stacey on Feb 10, 2010 21:16:44 GMT -8
"Nope."[/i]
It was a very quick answer. Almost too quick. Stacey continues to look at Faith with an amused smirk and silver eyes. He runs his tongue over the line of his teeth as he shifts towards Mikey, turning his body slightly towards the long-haired Cainite.
"Anything else I can do for you?"
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mikey
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Post by mikey on Feb 11, 2010 14:10:49 GMT -8
Nope, I want to give your pack the Esbat. I won't make you got get your ductus and I've had my share of monomessy. So do you want it so you can do the security thing or do you want to keep grinning at me?
Mikey moved slowly out of the shadows toward Stacey as he talked. He stopped just out of arms reach and made no motion to threaten or scare him. He seemed sincere.
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stacey
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Post by stacey on Feb 11, 2010 19:49:30 GMT -8
"Nah, we're good. We don't want this rat trap. Much like a streetwalker, it has been used and abused far too much to really be of any real enjoyment anymore. We're gonna use a bigger, more enjoyable spot for the gatherings. I think you'll like it..." Stacey slid his hands into the pockets of his jackets and nods towards Mikey. "But thank you anyway for the offer. Besides, you've been more than helpful already. You shamed Hathath so much he decided not to keep all his toys to himself just to save face, so on top of everything else we'll have security equipment and personnel to start with." He shrugs again with a wince, shaking his head slightly. "We weren't really happy with the limitations of the security guards though... So... we kind of gave them the full upgrade." He makes the classic shoveling motion and nods once, firmly. "We're very happy with the results... I just hope Hathath doesn't mind the improvements."[/i]
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Faith
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Post by Faith on Feb 11, 2010 20:51:22 GMT -8
Faith giggled. "Hehe.... prostitute." And then she went serious-face quiet and let the important people talk.
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mikey
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Post by mikey on Feb 13, 2010 10:55:56 GMT -8
As much as he was whining, I can say I was happy to help
He looked at Faith as she giggled then back to Stacey. He stepped back into the shadows and leaned back against the wall. Something was pulled out of his pocket and went toward his mouth. He talked with food in his mouth as he said Have a good night, Stacey
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Faith
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Post by Faith on Feb 13, 2010 11:14:48 GMT -8
Faith crept into the shadows after her Ductus.
The shadows didn't hide her quite as well as they hid him. But she threw her arms around his nom-free arm and rested her head against his shoulder with a "this is my ductus and I heart him" smile.
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Post by thesteve on Feb 17, 2010 2:50:51 GMT -8
From out of the shadows that seemed to birth both Stacey and Mikey, steps Church.
"Damn, did I miss the looming out of the darkness? I do so love to loom. Not as much as lurking, though. So, do you guys need help moving the Jumbotron and Surround sound? They weren't cheap, and i'd hate to see'em go to waste..."
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stacey
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Post by stacey on Feb 17, 2010 19:58:32 GMT -8
Stacey didn't really need shadows. Sometimes he was just there and then at others he just wasn't. Like now. He just wasn't there. Not to everyone. Until, just as casually, he was. "Well, I don't suppose that anyone can ever have too many jumbotrons or surround sound systems... but I was thinking we could keep those here. It isn't that we're not going to use the place anymore. This place is still fit for quite a number of functions and ritae. Its just that the next gathering, for security reasons and all, since this place has been compromised so many times, we're gonna have it someplace else." Stacey motions around the area and adds, "There are certain ritae that are actually enhanced by intruders and passersby, even large bus intrusions. This place should stay around for things like that. Not that anyone around her knows what ritae is or how to use one."
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Post by Guy Forget on Feb 23, 2010 21:27:57 GMT -8
A figure leaning back nearby idly listens to the conversation, a sad expression on his pale, handsome face. Guy is dressed in a tight grey sweater, and a pair of skinny jeans with Converse, along with a whife scarf. He reaches up to brush his fingers through his shaggy blonde hair.
"Well, actually...I witnessed a Vaulderie performed last Esbat. However, I do have to note that the Cainites involved didn't even bother to say a word of praise when the cup passed to them...except for maybe two. There wasn't even a Sermon."
The Canadian speaks with his tell-tale, thick French accent.
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Post by jacobwesley on Mar 10, 2010 23:45:49 GMT -8
Ponders a moment. I like ritae as much as the next, but the power is in the blood, not the prayer. I don't care what comes out of the mouths of my fellow Kindred, I just want to know they have my back when the shit drops.
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