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April 8, 2002 |
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<Gideon Club> Stone fears neither
King of Chaos nor Amberite Prince. But he fears Yo. There is a lesson
in that.
Gideon Club Hallway...
Michael opens the door slowly and looks inside. Upon finding Yosannah, he asks her, "Are you a ghost?"
Yosannah leans casually against the wall, pondering the chandelier on the floor, "Excuse me?"
Michael looks around, "I guess not. I thought this place was haunted."
Yosannah smirks and crosses her arms, "It used to be. The boogie man wasn't paying his rent and we had to kick his ass to the curb though."
Michael smiles, "Oh? It must be ghastly expensive then."
Yosannah shrugs, "So, is there something I can do for ya?"
Michael asks, "Is Stone about?"
Yosannah shakes her head, "No. I sent him on an errand. Don't suppose I can help you."
Michael shrugs, "I just wanted to come by for a little chat." He smiles, "Tell him Michael di Ombra stopped by."
"Michael who?"
Michael says "Di Ombra." Michael asks, "And what's your name?"
"Yo."
Michael extends his hand, "A pleasure to meet you, Yo."
Yosannah reaches out a hand to Michael, "Likewise, I'm sure."
Just then, Damen wanders into the study and quirks an eyebrow up. "I'm sure."
Yosannah peeks around Michael, her hand still in his, and eyes Damen, "Whatever."
Damen smirks. "No kiss?"
Michael turns to Damen and offers him a smile and nod, "Hello there."
Damen nods, "Hello over there too."
Yosannah nods in Michael's direction as she talks to Damen, "Feel free. He's all yours."
Michael raises a brow.
Damen chuckles, "Have I told you lately, Yo...that you're a funny lady?"
Yosannah bats her lashes at Damen. "Do you know this guy, Damen. This is Michael Dog Laches... er something."
Damen regards the man.
Michael corrects her, "Michael di Ombra."
Damen shrugs, "Don't know him." He looks at him again, "Don't worry about her...she probably wasn't really listening to a thing you said......I think she has ADD."
Michael chuckles softly.
Yosannah shrugs, "He's looking for my housekeeper." She turns to Michael, "As I was saying, my housekeeper isn't in. Feel free to stop by later."
Damen holds back a laugh. "He was looking for *your* housekeeper......*here* at the club?"
Yosannah nods, matter-of-factly, "Naturally."
Michael nods, "Stone."
Damen laughs, "Ah, I see....Stone.....Yosannah's housekeeper. Naturally."
Michael smiles, "And I thought he made movies. I'm glad to hear he got a real career."
Yosannah nods, all serious like, "Movies too. He dabbles on the side when I give him vacation time."
Damen smirks, "Stone....he's the S in D&S Studios."
Michael ahs, "He must really appreciate that. Who's the D?"
Yosannah says, "Tarkus. Good ol' DW himself." She winks at Damen.
Damen smirks and offers his hand to Michael. "Damen."
Yosannah snaps her fingers, "Oh, that's right. You are the D. I forgot."
Michael smiles and shakes it firmly yet comfortably. "Michael. A pleasure."
Damen nods, "Usually is for most people." He releases the man's hand....then turns to regard Yo. "I'm still waiting for that kiss."
Yosannah hops over to Damen and plants on his lips. "Welcome home, honey."
Damen smiles, wrapping an arm around her. "Thank you." Been waiting for that since my secretaries. You're a much better kisser."
Michael chuckles.
Stone appears, trump in hand.
Yosannah eyes Stone, "Are you taking trumps out of my unddies drawer again!"
Damen nods. "Stone."
Michael is smiling and regards Stone as he arrives, "Hi there."
Stone gives a wave, "Hey all." He points at Damen, "D-man. What's shaking?" He tells Yosannah, as an aside, "That's not all I took."
Damen says "Wearing them right now, I bet."
Michael chuckles.
Yosannah shakes her head in disgust.
Stone grins at Michael, "Hey, how goes?" he asks as he slips his Trump into his jacket.
Yosannah steps away from Damen and moves toward the hallway, "Hey, excuse me for a second, gonna run into the kitchen."
Michael grins, "Pretty. I've been travelling. How are things up north?"
Yosannah wanders out into the kitchen. She digs around in one of the freezers and fishes out some macaroni and cheese. She places the frozen goo into the microwave and presses a few buttons.... *Beeeeep* Yosannah wanders into the hallway from the kitchen, a plate and a fork in her hands.
Michael chuckles, "I can't say I disagree. Anyways I don't get into fights." He lifts the guitar on his back slightly, "I play music."
Stone points at Yosannah, "Her for instance."
"Hu?"
Michael says "He was just talking about people who loved to serve guests."
Stone nods to Michael's words agreeably.
Yosannah looks down at her plate of mac and cheese, "Well, you can't have this."
Michael smiles, "Are you going to cook us something better?" He chuckles a little bit.
Damen smiles as the server returns with his glass of wine.
Stone nods and tells Yosannah, "You're the woman after all. Get in the kitchen. Stone steps casually behind Damen as he says this to her.
Yosannah ignores Stone as she looks at Michael, "You, had better watch it, kid."
Michael grins, "Of course."
Damen rolls his eyes as Stone steps behind him. "You just never learn."
"He's like an old mut that keeps peeing on the livingroom rug."
Stone says "Woof."
Michael smiles.
Yosannah looks at her mac and cheese and then at Stone... then back the plate.
Damen looks amongst those gathered. "What happened to the days when we were all talking about what shadow we were going to take over or what unreachable power we were going to steal from some mad Amberite? Now we're all about the fluff talk. Or is it just that my thorazine cut in?"
"Screw shadow stealing. I'm debating whether or not to dump this on Stone's head."
Damen sighs, "I rest my case."
Michael shrugs, "At least she'll let you have some." He smiles.
Yosannah thumbs over her shoulder toward the kitchen door, "Freezer is that way."
Stone grins at all of them.
Michael smiles, "Don't mind if I do." Michael thinks, "On scond thought, I could settle for something to drink."
"Let's go into the other room," She looks down at her plate, "This is get'n cold." She wanders into the study.
Gideon Club Study...
Stone wanders in, grabbing a Diet Coke from behind the bar.
Yosannah wanders over to the couch by the fireplace and sets her plate on the little table.
Michael asks Stone, "Could I have one as well?"
Stone shows Michael his drink, "You drink Diet too?"
Damen says "That makes Stone your bitch."
Michael says "I beg to differ."
"I don't. He is my bitch. But we already discussed that, didn't we."
Damen says "Ok, that makes you Stone's bitch....whatever works for you, Mike."
Michael says "Diet tastes sweeter for some reason."
Stone gives Michael a thumbs up and lightly tosses him a Diet Coke.
Yosannah sets her plate before her and glances over her shoulder at Stone, "You got any salt at the bar?"
Michael opens the can and takes a sip.
Stone then tosses Yosannah a salt shaker, "Enjoy. I like mine with fries sometimes."
Yosannah sighs as she misses the salt shaker and it rolls under the couch, "Swell!"
Michael asks with a smile, "So what Shadows does everyone want to conquer?"
"We?" Stone says "Somewhere fun."
Michael nods, "Of course."
Yosannah climbs off the couch and gets on her hands and knees in effort to locate salt shaker under the couch.
Damen doesn't say a word.
Michael says "Somewhere with midgets."
Stone looks at Yosannah and then at Damen, "Ho boy."
Michael chuckles to himself.
Stone says "Fun midgets and fezes. I think Erotic City has a suburb dedicated to that actually."
Michael raises a brow, "Really?"
Yosannah lifts her head up just enough so she can see Stone, "Erotic City? You're kidding me. Have you been there you freek'n pig!"
Stone looks back to Yosannah, "Yeah, great place. I think there are blue people there. And Satyrs."
Michael says "I'll have to visit there sometime. How can I get there?"
Yosannah rolls her eyes and continues looking for the salt shaker.
Stone says "You have a Trump of the Desert Rain?"
Michael nods, "Yes."
Stone says "Go there. There's a Trump to Erotic City on the wall of the red room."
Michael nods, "Thanks. Hey are you guys ever thinking of doing trade in World's Bazaar?"
Stone says "Considering. Why?"
Michael says "I could get the Tariff lowered for you."
Yosannah mumbles, "Oooooo."
Stone says "Ignore her. She wouldn't know good business if it painted itself purple and danced naked on the table shouting 'I'm good business and I'm here to stay'."
Michael nods, "I'm the Dockmaster there."
Michael nods, "I'm the Dockmaster there."
Stone says "Really? What sort of stuff moves through there?"
Yosannah mubles from under the couch, "... mother... damnit.."
Michael says "All sorts of products. Cloths, clothing, food, spices, metals, weapons, minerals, steel, iron. Pretty much anything and everything." Michael says "A fare share of drugs also seems to make its way through as well."
Yosannah pops up from under the couch with a salt shaker in her hand, "Yes!!"
Stone hmms and nods, "Who brings things through there?"
Michael says "A variety of different Shadows. I'm working to get a bunch of Chaos Houses to start importing there. I can also be broker for buyers of what ever goods you are selling."
Stone says "What Houses are active there now?"
Michael answers, "I'm not sure. I got the job not to long ago, but I know that the shadow is coming under CFL control."
Stone says "Why is that?"
Yosannah sighs, "Damnit, this shit is cold."
Michael says "Belisaurus is the Sherriff. At least he has CFL troops there. But I don't think he would do anything to hinder business. Atleast I hope not."
"Belisaurus, isn't that a pokemon?" Yosannah asks as she stands and wanders over to the bar.
Stone ahs, "I think it is, Yo. It evolves to Superbelisaurus."
Michael asks, "What's a pokemon?"
"Pokemon are.. oh nevermind."
Michael asks, "What can you tell me about the Shadow Galosea?"
Stone tells Michael, "No Pokemon there. Also it's Chanicut run these days. They have no Pokemon either."
Michael nods, "How unfortunate."
Damen sips his wine.
Stone says "The guilds still have some power though."
Michael asks, "What kind of power?"
Stone says "They deal with the internals of the Shadow. And information gathering. Chanicut just deals with governmental concerns, most of which don't concern anyone but them."
Michael sips his Diet Coke while listening to Stone, "What kind of information?"
Stone tells Michael, "All kinds. Not too much from out of Shadow yet though."
Damen smiles, "And then there's Cragvale."
"Cragvale. Pshhh."
Stone tells Damen, "Cragvale has Kama. Or are you referring to their claim on the Sun?" He smirks.
Michael asks, "They claim the Sun?"
Yosannah stretches, "Claim is the key word apparently."
Damen smiles, "Indeed."
"Well, as much as I'd love to talk about this Cragvale issue again, I'm gonna head upstairs. Have a good evening, everyone. Feel free to have a go at my dinner."
Stone gives a wave to Yosannah, "Hasta."