The Darling Aviary

[Circe]

"Oooh, page [number] Sarah, yuppers, there oh ho ho ho!" Depending on how Seraphina acts when drunk and hyper, Rhodes may either bless or curse Circe later.

"Ah, no Holmes cap, BAMF leather jacket, gots it," she nods in Circe type understanding. "Licensed kind. Well, I ain't got caught yet so I'm not likely ta be on yer list," she smiles and laughs, "Though if yer good at finding folks, there is one stronza I'd pay or barter ta find. Needs ta be punched out. If yer in our club, I give big discounts at my tailor. Or I can help ya kit out with more durable things myself," because why not be a criminal bribing a bounty hunter? "Oh, question? Ya ever used tasers on folks? Because, I'd like comparison on whether everybody makes funny noises when ya zap them."

"Wait, like, Go Go Dancer bounties? What kind of lawyer do ya have ta pull that off? And can I get the business card?" she asks Seraphina in confusion. She orders a burger herself with the caffeine/booze.

Then a shrouded figure visits. The shroud, was that familiar to the Summer Queen? Probably. Circe was good enough to get a look at the figure's face, not even being subtle either. A hob goblin? Circe hums and shrugs with a wave hello to the new comer anyway, "I'm good too," agreeing with Seraphina. "I think we've met? And if so, Mary at night I am to meet again," she give the figure a thumbs up.

Circe was seen as kindred by hob goblins, leading her to literally rub shoulders with hob goblins best described as runny nose with limbs. This mundy had naught on that. No need to hose herself down later. "Props on the great hat style," she nods towards Bellemy's head, still not flinching from the figure's features. "Fedora, always in fashion by friend."

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie smiled brightly and nodded in agreement with Seraphina, proceeding to order herself a bigass burger and fries and a drink. Fancier than Wendy's, and more expensive, but she could swing it for one night. An eyebrow quirked as Sera's final suggestion. "Ice cream cake? Here? I'd be honestly surprised!"

Bellamy was rather fascinating, and Sonnie watch them with open curiosity, though she had no idea what to say.

"Indiana Jones had a fedora," was all she could come up with. Nailed it.

[Rlyeh]

It's too hard to keep track of every conversation. Once Before, R'lyeh can almost remember not needing to-wanting to. So whatever social graces in that area would have been scant....and now. Robbed-scoured-downed by Ruin. So. she has to cherry pick and hope she's not rude. Ruder.

Dread-Lord-Husband-to-Sera-Queen has a voice that captures attention, and drags you towards his impressive-scary-Fearful , presence "It's good-nice-yes." patting the vest, and a smile-awkward-real "...and. Good-settled-warm."

Sera-queen being Sera-queen draws her eyes and ears even just for a moment before her attention is arrested by the monochrome-stranger "Thank you. It's nice-fits-tailored." she smiles while nodding feeling strange-weird-wrong at the absence of any drip-drip-dropping "I am enjoying wearing it." she informs the stranger, then a beat, "Oh, right. You can call me Riley."

Sorry for the hold up!

[Vincent Black]

Vincent hands Circe a card, "Well let me know if you want to discuss me tracking down that certain someone. Or even if you just want to have a chat."

Vincent noticed the newcomer and even though he felt uneasy, he was also very curious about him. So as was his way he watched their actions.

Sorry for the late ans short post, holidays and stuff.

[Rhodes]

As Sera leaned into him, Rhodes kissed her. Up for the challenge? "Always." he replied.

It seemed she and Sonnie were going to get carried away already. It could be very interesting for him later. "Expresso Martini? Colour me intrigued. Perhaps I will have to join you both in that."

Ry'leh is given a small nod. "I am glad. Should you still need any help like we discussed at work, just let me know."

He had nothing to add to the stranger. He just needed to be observed.

[Circe]

"Sonnie," Circe sighs as she turns to Sonja Wu with a flat look and deadpan tone, "I now have the Indiana Jones theme in my head. Which has replaced the Gremlins Rag from earlier Christmas movies," she smiles and laughs, "Oh ho ho ho! Thank you."


"The question is, does our friend have the accessories like Doctor Jones? Whip? Jacket? College degree?" Circe waves her hand at Bellamy, the question left hanging. There is no trace of seriousness in anything of her tonight.


And back to Vincent, "Paid, bribed, gunsmith work fer yer private eye revolver, still working on license fer the smithing," she rapid fires off her offers, "Totes good fer getting help. Or if ya have questions about clubs or if ya want something made fer a spy job." Circe pauses, "That is what it is called when yer watching someone fer a case right? Spy job? I," she puffs up in pride before putting a hand to her chest, "Am crafty. Also good with making shit. I could be your R or maybe S for gadgets. It won't be up ta Q standards, so lower letter," Circe smiles and shoots Vincent with dual finger guns.

[Seraphina]

Flipping to the page, she finds it and places the order.

“It’s a missed opportunity to not offer it on the menu.” Because who doesn’t like ice cream cake? “How’s work been going?” she asks Sonnie, “I’ve been practicing the techniques you showed me and think I might be improving.” Maybe.

“You can’t beat a perfectly tailored suit. A lost art if you ask me.” It was why she took measurements when making something for someone else. It needed to have that perfect fit. “How has everything been going?” it was nice to see how since joining Summer, Rlyeh had started to open up.

To Vincent, “Still settling in ok?” she hadn’t heard anything, so she was guessing it was going well. “I’ve been able to get a few things secured and should be able to upgrade the apartment soon.” Which was exciting to her.

The Nix returns the kiss with a subtle smirk.

“If the martini is good, it might be a bad thing.” Because then she’d probably want more, and that just couldn’t end well. She had a mask to withhold, a presence to maintain, and getting drunk wouldn’t be a good thing.

Laughing, “A whip is a very important accessory, no outfit is complete without it.” True for some looks. Then a nod, “She is very crafty, one of the best.” Raising her glass to the Summer.

[Bellemy]

Bellemy smiled at Sarah Seraphina with a nod of acknowledgement. ”Well met Sarah, thank you.” Bellemy said in a cordial tone.

The haunt tipped the brim of the fedora to Mary Circe and responded ”Mary met and Merry meet again at night or any time.” Bellemy attempted a playful tone and hoped that it was well accepted. ”Indeed, like a good suit or a little black dress, a nice hat is timeless.”

The creature of the night nodded to the playful woman with a dashing sleeveless gray dress. Sonnie Wu ”I do believe so, Yes. I will admit Harrison Ford cut quite the dashing figure of a rogue in it.”

At Riley’s Rlyehcomment Bellemy’s voice softened to a soothing cadence ”And rightly so. You should enjoy wearing things that make you feel good. Either on the outside or within. There was a very brief pause before Bellemy added ”Riley."

Bellemy felt strange at this turn of events. The cockscomb was trained in social decorum of course but this was the first time the creature had decided to address such a large group of kine who were not among the social pariah. It was eerie that they seemed so accepting of the haunt even without calling on the blood gifts. Bellemy felt a sense of peace and a quieting of the beast.


Returning to Mary Circe Bellemy answered. ”No whips, a few jackets and enough formal education to know, I don’t know much.” Bellemy laughed. ”I am an author by trade so unfortunately all of the adventuring I do is in my mind. I won’t be stealing any golden statues any time soon.”

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie smiled and shot finger-guns at Circe, "You're welcome, hot stuff! Though, Gremlins is a good Christmas movie," she nodded approvingly. Right up there with Die Hard.

Looking to Seraphina, she gave a content expression, "It's been good. The kids pick stuff up pretty quick, and none of them have seriously injured each other for a while now. The number on that '_ Days Since the Last Training Accident' sign at the dojo has been growing nicely." She probably just jinxed it. "Anyway, you should come down some evening and I can check on your progress!"

Sonnie turned to Bellamy and nodded enthusiastically, "He does! And he's got a new movie! Indiana Jones and the... something... uh, 5!" She'd forgotten the subtitle.

[Circe]

Circe smiles as Bellemy plays on her alias quite well, "Oh ho ho ho, I knew I liked ya," she smiles at them. The strange looking fellow was witty, she wasn't sure if she recalled that from their last encounter. But it was a good thing.


Sonja Wu brings up no injuries at the dojo, the Larcenist smirks, "Given my last martial arts course, I will NOT visit yer dojo if ya want that number ta keep going up." Leaning into haymakers is a good way to get KO'd.


"Hmmm? Sarah?" when the Spring Queen brings up whips, that makes Circe confused. "Isn't there some whip using club in town? I Remember seeing a lot of folks in leather with whips in line outside some building. Is single weapon training clubs a thing?"


"Well, I'd say I don't know shit by comparison," then moans in disgust, "Buuut I have helped a friend with a septic pool leak. So sadly, uuugh, I DO know shit." What wonderful dinner conversation. "But trade school workshops, so less formal than yers friend," and easier to forge she shrugs and places her order. "Wait. Wasn't it a gold monkey? Or wait wait wait, umm, no, that was a series with a airpline that had the gold monkey. Jones was the Grail? And isn't it sixth?"


She asks Sonja. "I mean, wasn't there a prequel movie? That'd making it sixth wouldn't it?" Circe was right on the first TV show. Very wrong on the second TV show being a movie.