Young, Dark (And full of Terrors)

[Pixie Styx]

In a coffee house very similar to one she'd been to before, sat the teal haired shadow.

Her messenger bag set by her feet, her prized laptop on the table, open in front of her. With the women dutifully typing and clicking away. Her head bobbing to music coming from the single earbud she wore. She knew how she got when she got in the zone sans music, in such a public place it would only be helpful if she had an ear free.

Nibbling on the plastic lip of her coffee lid, she considered the problem before her. With a frustrated sound that was more a growl then a sigh she logged out. Beyond pissed.

Just her luck she wanted to reroll a mage when an asshole was camping the starting zone.

Fuck it. The night was still young, dark (and full of terrors.)

Nell popped the mangled, plastic lid off her coffee to drink it properly. Tapping her fingers on the table she considered her options...

Go back to her rouge (and shank the a-hole back)....or...hmm her eyes traveling the varied forms of the Kine at the cafe, she was feeling a bit peckish.

Noting my expenditure reason here, because when I opened this scene, the reason why box wasn't there. So -2 Vitae for Blush/imbibe.

[Konrad Roth]

Equipment: Digital Recorder, Reinforced Clothing, Lockpicks(Building), Athletic Shoes

Through the entryway appears the Savage Priscus, his eyes already on Nell, having spotted her through the window. Unable to ignore the screaming of his Beast he entered automatically on the whim of marking territory that isn't really his in the first place. Yet his senses return, setting in now with recollections of their most recent conversation.

He wears a dark hoodie, light material, with a heavy leather jacket over that. Jeans and sneakers adorn the rest of him as he walks further into the coffee shop, skin blushed and heading for Nell. Though there are thoughts of intimidating the doll-faced Shadow, he instead begins formulating an excuse for approaching her.

"Hey you," he starts, a friendly smirk being crafted into his expression. "Thought coffeehouses were more my crew's kind of thing." His eyes swivel over to the laptop, head craning around to see what exciting things she's got up on the screen. "Mind if I join you?"[expenditurereason] Blush of Life[/expenditurereason]

[Pixie Styx]

The sound of footsteps draws closer, but Nell pays them no mind. Then a familiar voice greats her. A thumb accidentally curls around the earbud wire, she pulls - yanking the earbud out of her ear. A wild yowling begins growing within. Why the hell is he here? This is her night off! The only supernatural anythings she wants to deal with are digital ones! She should just bash his smug face-Nell breaths through her nose, gritting her teeth, she grabs her Beast by it's mental scruff, and set it back to it's cage.

"Konrad! Hi, uh-yeah go ahead." She motions to one of the free seats at her table, then as she was going to defend her coffee house preference, an imposing man, in a snappy suite walks up. "Sure. You can join. Didn't I see you at our last...get-together?" Nell asks rhetorically. With how desperately she wanted to flee the conversation with The Prince, and his Court, and dive into the one he was having with Vivian and the Dragon she had yet to meet, Nell very much doubted that she was miss-remembering him.

"Well, I know coffeehouses are more your short of thing, but as shocking as this sounds..." she pauses for dramatic affect, "I didn't want to waste tonight away in the Academy. And my apartment is a shithole. So coffeehouse."

Then the teal-haired shadow takes a sip at her coffee, she looks back at the unfamiliar man, the hair's on the back of her neck rising..."Yes, Mister....? Being the diligent and dedicated women that I am, I finished all my work related work stuff, before I sought a reprieve, in the wonderful world of online gaming."

[Konrad Roth]

"Too bad. I was hoping you had a secret reformist side to you," jokes Konrad as he plops down into the chair.

The approach of the other man causes Konrad to twist his head and glare at the other uninvited guest. Some Kine suit who picked the wrong table. But Nell's mention of the last get-together gives him pause. "Oh, it's you," he says with more realization. "One of the new faces. Sure, take a load off. I've been meaning to have a chat with you anyways. Konrad Roth, independent broker and coffeehouse peruser."

The mask had thrown him off, but if he's a Domain resident then this chance meeting would be most fortunate. A hand is extended in an offer for a handshake. Though he can't throw off the feeling that this man had something planned for them. But then Konrad always feels a healthy amount of paranoia.

Returning his attention to Nell he continues, "So, your time at the Academy is a waste, eh? Or maybe you don't want them to know about your guilty pleasures? Think they'd laugh at you or take you less seriously?"

[Cabochard]

Caleb didn't usually hunt around coffee shops, but this particular night, he was exploring, learning the lay of the land. And, lo and behold, he stumbles across a few others of his kind. He caught a glimpse of his Priscus and the others through the window, and immediately he wanted to dive through it, drag them out, and make an example of those who hunted what should rightfully be his prey. In another time, in another place, he might have given his instincts free reign, let the Beast run free for a bit. Things were simpler back then. But, in this time, he understood that he couldn't do that. Especially when he didn't really hold territory. Instead, he opted to meet some more of the other predators in the city, and find out if they would be rivals, allies, or both.

The Savage opened the door, glaring at the bell as it dinged and announced his arrival to anyone who cared to know. The kine barely remembered why that had come about, originally. A means to prevent the things that hunt the darkness from sneaking into their homes. Now, it was a barely useful addition to restaurants and stores.

Caleb walked across the floor, hands in his pockets to keep himself from being too threatening. Even so, his nature leaked out. Hungry eyes cast about, watching the others in the room. His muscles seemed taut, always ready to leap on prey. Even when his eyes weren't focused on specific individuals, he seemed like he was watching them for sudden movements, always ready to give chase if they ran. Caleb's steps take him to stand next to Konrad, and he gives him a smile, teeth showing. "Konrad. It's good to see you again." Caleb's eyes roam over the other two. "I'm Caleb, a cousin of Konrad's. I don't think we've met."

[Konrad Roth]

A familiar Beast appears, though now that they are outside Elysium the monster in Konrad pulls wildly on the chains of self-control. Hair stands on end and teeth grind as he turns towards his cousin in a predatory glare. The contortion on his face fades to a relaxed smirk as he rises from his seat once more. The chair squeaks on flooring.

"Fischer, out on the town I see. Good, good. Always a good idea to get used to a new city." The pleasantries lack warmth in his greeting, but the Man in Konrad cannot deny the opportunity. He'd Acknowledged Caleb while learning little about him aside from his brevity and focused attention.

"Care to join? We've got an open seat," he offers without checking with Nell or the newly met Joe. They've all but surrounded the poor Shadow. He waits for an answer before sitting back down himself. With his Beast on edge he's not about to remain seated while Caleb stands.

If and when he does, Konrad makes quick introductions. "This is Nell and Joe. Me and Joe just got here ourselves," he explains. "So, what sort of business are you in, Joe? Fischer?" he asks, curious of their trades if they have any.

[Pixie Styx]

As the others spoke Nell quickly turned off her tunes, and logged out, and shut down her laptop properly. Nell hums, "I think I misspoke. I don't think my time in the Academy is wasted. Not at all, but I have so many things on the go, that if I don't come up for air every know and then I know I never will!" Nell makes sure to keep her voice light and teasing, but it doesn't mean that its any less true. Nell knows herself, probably better then most, she needs to, to work change upon herself. "Maybe." Nell admits, bringing her thoughts back to the topic at hand. "Have you ever spoken one-on-one with David, about heavy smarty-pants stuff? Kinda don't want to ruin a perfectly good studious image. Or at least, not until I've made a more impressive showing!"

"Hello Joseph," Nell greats, pushing away the strange urge to call this man by his last name, establish distance between them. Nell shifts away from him before she realizes she had.

Still tense from Konrad's unexpected appearance, and Joseph's...something. Nell can't coil any tighter, her Beast's yowling call, shrieks at the appearance of this strange new gangrel. Nell was grateful that she hadn't been holding her earbuds when he made his entrance, or else, Nell believes she might have damaged them irreparably.

"Hey Caleb." the teal-haired shadow greats, "I'm Nell."

"Joseph? How's your practice...considering?" Nell leaves it open. She always thought lawyering was day work. But if the man could get it to work during their fleeting active hours, good on him.