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September 30, 2000 |
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World's End Bar...
Sylvie flashes a little grin at the newcomer, saluting her with a glass.
Yosannah adjusts her jacket about her shoulders. She moves to make her way across the bar, smiling at Slyvie's gesture. She slides up next to be bar and leans across it to tug on the bartender's shirt. She whispers something, placing an order. After a moment, "Hey, Ghita!"
Ghita opens an eye, peering over at Yosannah out of the corner of it. "Hello, Yosannah." She has a generally annoyed look about her.
Benedict butters a scone.
Yosannah regards Ghita as the bartender cracks open a can of diet coke and sets it before her. "What's wrong?" She absent mindedly reaches for the can.
Sylvie smiles. "Introduce your friend, Ghita-chan?"
Yosannah holds out her hand for Sylvie. "Yo."
Sylvie takes Yosannah's hand and grins. "Pleased to meet you."
"No. That's my name."
Ghita opens her eyes and sits up, nodding to people. "Introductions abound, then.... Dawne, this is Yosannah and this is Sylvie. Sylvie, this is Dawen and Yosannah. Yosanna, this is Dawen and this is Sylvie. Did I miss anyone?"
Yosannah points out at the two men sitting by themselves, "Who are they?"
Sylvie grins, nodding. "Join us?"
Yosannah nods and moves to a stool next to Sylvie. Dawne waggles her fingers as introduced.
Yosannah says "What's going on here tonight?"
Sylvie says "Wild passionate sex."
Ghita nods in the direction of Terence, once and then Benedict as she answers questions that the bar. Ghita says, "That is some friend of Sarah's. And that is Prince Benedict of Amber."
Dawne adds, "With Stephaine and a rock."
Stephanie says "The rock is gone, Dawne. And I'm leaving next."
Sylvie says "Rock?"
Terence is quietly seated, his back against the wall. Fingers trace the cloth of the pouch within his hands; attention not on those at the bar, but not ignoring their presence either.
Nightingale appears suddenly.
Benedict flicks a glance over Nightingale.
Yosannah follows Ghita's gaze out over the bar "Wait, wasn't that the guy that was cryin g over that Sarah girl last night?"
Ghita nods, "Yes."
"So how come she's ignoring him tonight." Yosannah watches as Sarah goes to sit at another table.
Ghita snickers quietly, then says, "Maybe she's tired of being mooned over?"
Yosannah laughs, "So, who knows what about this whole Amber, Chaos war."
Ghita grins, "Short version? It smells like a set-up to give Amber an excuse to declare war on Chaos, yet justify it to their people and those in other shadows."
Yosannah looks between her barmates, "That's it?"
Sylvie says "That's it."
Ghita says, "Well, there's a little more to it than that, but basically, yes."
Yosannah says "Well, that's no big deal." She takes a swig of her diet coke.
Ghita says, "Except to the people who are dying and going to die over it."
Sylvie says "And their families and friends."
Yosannah says "Then what the hell are they fighting for."
Sylvie says "Testosterone poisoning."
Yosannah smirks at Sylvie. "Ah, so we should blame it on the men. Now I get it."
Ghita says, "Well, Chaos is fighting because Amber is marching many, many armies towards Chaos. Amber is fighting because certain people.. Niccolo, and others, want to."
Yosannah turns to Ghita with a smile, "Who's Niccolo."
Dawne listens with all the apathy of someone who can hide from such idiocy in a thousand places.
Ghita says, "Mostly men, actually. Dwight. Joshua. Rasputin. Niccolo. Benedict. Eric. Perhaps a few others. Niccolo is a person who pressed a suit to become King of the Courts of Chaos.. that's a whole differnt story.."
Sylvie says "Someone suffering from testosterone poisoning."
Yosannah laughs. Loudly.
Ghita grins to Yo.
At his table, Benedict grunts.
Yosannah regards Benedict, Yosannah says "You mean THAT Benedict is part of the group picking a fight with Chaos?"
Ghita nods. "Yes." Yosannah attempts to nonchalontly look Benedict over. She chuckles,"He doesn't look like much. Why don't you pop a cap in his ass right now? Problem solved."
Sylvie says "You can try if you want. But we've only just met, I'd hate to attend your funeral so quickly."
Yosannah nods at Sylvie, "That would suck, wouldn't it."
"Yup."
Ghita stares at Yosannah and then looks back at Benedict and then back to Yosannah.
Ghita says, "Y-you're kidding, right?"
Yosannah laughs, "Of course I am. I'd use at least a 9 millimeter. Christ." She chugs her diet coke.
Ghita blinks and then decides Yosannah is putting her on.
Dawne gives up on the conversation at the bar, slipping off her stool.
Ghita turns to watch Dawne slink off. "leaving, Dawne?"
Benedict speaks with Nightingale, sipping tea as she talks.
Dawne nods. "Going to go study a bit."
Ghita ohs and sighs, "Okay. Be careful, then."
Yosannah says "Is she a friend of yours, Ghita?"
"I would use at least a howizter.. She is. She just finds Chaos and Amber talk boring."
Yosannah says "Me too."
Ghita ohs and hmms. Yosannah says "What about you, Sylvie. Do you care for politics?"
Sylvie says "Not really."
Ghita says, "I think it's all quite stupid. but, I'm a volunteer medic, so.." She shrugs.
Yosannah says "Yeah, it is quite stupid. Especially when your on the side that gets boned I'd imagine." She tilts her head back and downs the rest of her coke.
Sylvie says "You can say that again."
Yosannah says "Speaking from experience?"
Ghita nods and sighs heavily.
Yosannah says "You ladies need to get yourselves on better teams."
Sylvie says "How?"
Yosannah says "It's all a matter of association... and the right employer."
Ghita says, "I have most of my family in Chaos." Then, a slight shrug, "But, I am considering a few job offers.." Ghita says, "I like the one with Halo, Inc. They are going to let me play with all kinds of neat things.."
Yosannah smiles. "Is that what it takes to ratain your services? Hell, I can get you neat things to play with." She laughs. Yosannah adjusts herself in the stool and tugs at the collar around her neck.
Sylvie grins. "I don't think you're thinking of the same sort of things..." She eyes the collar, then adds, "Or maybe you are."
Ghita says, "Well, it takes a little more than that..."
Yosannah says "The neat things I'm refering to are lucrative sorts of things. Interested?"
"Define lucrative things"
Yosannah pushes her now empty diet coke can away from her, "Listen, if either of you are interested come find me at Banished Sun. I'll be either at Webbers Inn in Elbridge, or at the Gideon Club up the street." She slides her stool away from the bar.
Sylvie grins. "We just might, at that rate. See you around."