Alone at Samhain [Open]

[Katrina]

It was midnight on Samhain when Katrina was sitting on her fire escape in the Central West End. She lived above a pagan bookstore where she worked part time. It was a small bookstore run by the head of her Circle. The elderly man who ran the Circle she'd registered with as soon as she could had welcomed her and given her a place where instead of getting the pay for working full time, she claimed to work part time and half what she would've made if she were working full time went toward rent and the like. She pushed a strand of red hair behind her ear before sighing a little bit. Tonight was a night of power but she hadn't felt like going to the circle. She could hear the music from one of the nearby Were clubs and shook her head a bit. She was wearing a pair of light weight plaid pants and a black tank. Other than that she was nude, her feet dangling into the air. She felt lonelier than she had before on Samhain, a mix of lust and loneliness flowing through her.

She sighed as she got up and headed inside unable to stand the music any longer. Her apartment was a small two bedroom but she had a washer and dryer so she felt it was a good deal. She went to the second bedroom which was set up as an altar room and had a hard wood floor. She knelt down before the altar as she thought about the year coming to a close and the new year that was to come. She thought for a moment about trying to find a familiar but instead simply gave up a prayer to the God and Goddess and lit a candle that she carried to set in her window sill by the fire escape. That way the spirits of the dead would be guided. She then went to her bedroom and changed into a pair of lacy black boy shorts and a long black witchy skirt. For a top she chose a silky dark red tunic with wide sleeves that would cling to her curves. She dressed and grabbed some simple black tennis shoes before heading downstairs and outside after making sure her dog tags were on and she had grabbed her purse. She also had a belt on with a dagger attached to it. She had the license to carry her athame for protection and magical reasons. The only jewelry she wore was a silver pentagram with a moonstone set into the center of it. She smiled heading out through the back entrance of the shop and began to glance around. The witches of Circle Darkness were probably gathered out under the full moon to celebrate or maybe they'd rented space in one of the local restaurants again.

She thought for a bit before sighing a little. She didn't know what she wanted to do as she glanced around the mostly empty street. She thought about heading over to Blueberry Hill, they usually had decent bands and the deserts were awesome. But then again, there was that new little coffee shop with the wireless that she kept meaning to check out. Katrina was mostly nocturnal and worked the afternoon shift at the shop. Her ears lately she'd noticed looked slightly pointed from a certain angle. And with that thought she pushed hair out of her eyes and smiled heading toward a small little wine bar that catered mostly to fae and the like although witches were very welcome. Her purse had a novel and a notebook and a pen in it anyway so if she needed something to do, she'd be alright. She walked a couple blocks and then head toward a small brightly lit building with a patio. She smiled as she went in and sniffed the smells of tea, chocolate, and coffee. It looked like it wasn't a wine night for most of the patrons. She was greeted by one of the few openly acknowledged elves and she then found a seat in a small lounge area. She settled into the comfy chair looking at the small table with a laugh. She wasn't really hungry but the magic was humming. She could sense the wards around the building and the presence of the Supernaturals inside.

[shale]

Samhien, a day that Shale couldn't stand the most for reasons of her own, one of them being she ended up getting the night shift and had to bring a lot of people in for conduct and the like. She growled under her breath as she walked to one of the police cars and took out her keys. She looked over the side of the car, a big 23 on the side, with a small dent to the left of the left of the 3. She sighed as she ran her finger gently over the dent to see just how bad it really was, and feeling that it wasnt that deep, she grinned a little as she moved her hair behind her pointed ears. she took the keys and unlocked the door of her vehicle before she opened the door and got in. As she sat down and shut the door, she turned on the CB radio and listened for anything useful, but it was mainly chatter of the dispacher and others talking about thier plans.

She started the car and sighed as she turned off the CB radio and the car radio on and started to flip through the channels. " looks like another slow night..." she sighed as she continued to flip through the radio stations until she found one she liked. " Draw your blade,shall mark this day, you shall pay, when sworn through swords. My chaos sphere it rules right here. This is more than war, bow down or draw your sword." the music played and she turned it up as she took off from the station. As she started down the streets she sang along, "I'll singe the soul, as i burn all. Turning the flessh to soot as I kill them all, Master the balde, it's what you strive for. The bait, the lore, we're sworn through swords."

She sighed as her stomach growled from the hunger and started to look around for a place to eat. it was tough deciding though, resturants were all up and down this street of Macardle and 3rd, but after thinking it over as she drove down the street, she finally pulled over at a fancy resturant for the hell of it. She got out after she parked in the parking lot and started to the door. After a few minutes she went inside and took a seat after giving the hostess her name to wait for a table.

[marcus]

Marcus let out a soft sigh as he watched the TV in the back of his black stretch limo with the music muted as he listened to Bach. He loved classical music, for it seemed to put him at ease no matter how stressed he was. he reached and poured himself a glass of blood wine as he looked over to one of his guards, "did you really need to come with me? I do need to get out and sometimes for some alone time.." he rolled his eyes as he sipped the wine lightly.

The guards sighed, " you are royalty..and so need to be..." Marcus glared," prince or not i need time to be alone..." Marcus interrupted annoyed with the man already. He picked up the phone, and waited till the driver picked up, " I am hungry, take me somewhere to eat." he then hung up the phone and then sipped his wine once more. He watched the streets, bored and annoyed.

He spotted a fancy restaurant an then picked the phone up once more, " stop at that one, Luigi's home of Italian." he then hung up the phone as he down the glass and put it down on a small tray as he watched the outside world more. As the car stopped, he gathered his can and top hat, waiting for the driver to let him out.

Once the car came to a stop, the driver got out and walked to the back of the car and opened the door for him, and gave a small bow as Marcus stepped out, " I want you to take him back and pick me up in 4 hours. at the theater on main and Broadway." he whispered to the driver and he gave a small bow. The guard was going to get out, but Marcus turned around and looked to the man, " see to it that he parks the car somewhere safe. I can ill afford another." the guard gave a small nod, " as you wish..." and sat back in his seat. The driver shut the door and then left once he was back in the car.

Marcus grinned as he walked inside and looked around, the place was pretty packed for the night, which was perfect for him. he could get lost in the crowd. He walked up to the hostess after taking his hat off and smiled, " I would like a seat...in the back of you may. " the hostess gave a small nod and then took his name before he took a seat beside the elf cop that was waiting for her name. " What brings a cop here?" he asked here finding it most interesting that she was here, and alone.

[zafirah]

Sitting in a closed doorway near a big restaurant the Zafara shivers slightly. wearing a t-shirt that is white like her fur, black jeans as well to match the shirt. she looks around at the streets and sighs.

In her paw she holds a simple ipod like thing but it does not play music, it sends and gets info on anything she needs, right now it is serching for someone or someplace she can stay at lest for the night.

" hope this thing comes up with something soon. im getting hungry" she says as the serching bar is only about a quarter of the way filled

[shale]

She looked to the man who had spoke to her, or at least she thought it was to her, " well...I was hungry and this place is usually open late and I felt like itallian.." she gave a nervous smile as she looked him over, he was rich, or a man of some wealth because of his clothes. 'great..another rich dog..' she thought as she sighed lightly and waited for them to call her name. She didn't know why it was taking so long, it wasn't really that packed, and there was only the two of them and one other sitting and waiting.

She took the radio from her belt and turned it on low and started to listen to the chatter on the box. nothing was really going on for anyone. Just then the dispatcher came over the box, " shale are you there over?" shale sighed, " what's up Ohgran?" Ohgran laughed, " just got word that you can have the night off, go on and head home over. " shale smiled with a small chuckle, ' roger that, over and out." she turned the radio off and put it back on her belt before watching the other person that was waiting being called.

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[marcus]

With a small nod he stood as they called his name, " perhaps you would like some company? a meal here is never satisfying if you are eating alone..and besides, it is Samhain." he leaned lightly on his cane as he waited for her answer to his offer. He found her a bit attractive, but would hold his tongue and treat her as he treated every woman. The waiter walked up to him with a menu, " sir, your table.." Marcus shook his head, " I know my dear man." he gave a small nod as he looked to the cop, " well, if you should change your mind, let them know." He motioned to the hostess that he was ready to go and the waiter gave a small bow, and started to the back.

Along the way to the table he gave a light sigh as he removed his gloves and placed them in his pocket. " my dear man, if hat young woman should decide to join me, do see to it." He took a seat and the waiter gave him the menu, " can I get you something to drink sir?" Marcus browsed over the wines, " aye, the 1968 blood chantel..and just bring the bottle please." the waiter wrote down his order and started to the back to get he wine.

[shale]

She thought over his offer for a bit, not sure if she would take it with all the things happening now a days, and if he was indeed a powerful man, he could probably get away with anything, which made her even more uneasy. But in the end he did have a point, being alone on this night was hard, especially with her being off for the first time in what seemed to be forever. She slowly stood from the seat and walked over to the hostess and swallowed her pride as the hostess looked to her, " Can I help you ma'am?" Shale gave a small nod, " yes..the gentle man that was just here...he said that I could join him..." the hostess gave a small nod as she looked to a waiter that was passing by, " yes ma'am, john will take you to his seat.." Shale gave a small nod and the waiter grabbed one menu and started toward the back where the man was sitting.

She didn't have a good feeling about this, but when had she ever with men. She slowly followed and once they had reached the table, the waiter pulled out her chair for her, " I hope you don't mind..." she took a seat slowly and relaxed a bit, " can I get a glass of red wine please.." the waiter gave a small bow as he took her order and left the two. She nervously looked around the restaurant and then to the man, " what brought you here..?"

[zafirah]

desideing to walk down the street a little bit as she waits for the search bar to fill, she comes across Luigi's home of Italian restaront. hoping someone would be kind enough that works there to give her some bread or something, she enters, not knowing how the other humans and other species would react to her being only a few of her kind in the world "h .. Hello? i ... is there anyway someone with no money can get something to eat?" She asks the hostess by the front door

[marcus]

He chuckled at her question as he watched her sit down, " mind? not at all, after all I did invite you." his voice trailed a little as he had watched the waiter come back with both of their drinks. The waiter left the bottle that he had ordered in a bucket of ice on a little stand next to the table after he poured him a glass. " Thank you my dear sir.." the waiter gave a small nod, " are you ready to order?" Marcus thought for a moment, " I shall wait for my guest. " the waiter gave a small bow before he walked away.

Marcus took a sip of the wine and then smiled, " now my dear...do tell me more about yourself, I am Marcus..." he kept it short not wanting to blow his cover for the night fearning his guards would find him with a mob coming after him. " As for why I came..I was getting out for the night.." he sipped his wine once more and sat the cup down gently as he looked around. " what about yourself? a woman of the law with no law being broken makes you stand out."

[shale]

She gave a nervous smile as she listened to him talk, " well..." she watched as the waiter came with thier drinks and then looked towards the front noticing the female that had just entered before looking back to him, " well I was out and hungry..and I have expensive place for a cop thank you." she gave a small glare before she sighed and took a sip of the wine, " I am Shale..captain of the local police force..well I just got premoted, but don't think I didn't earn it." she looked over the menu so that she could find something that looked good for when the waiter came back.

She had to admit, he was generous in more ways then one, but that didn't mean she wouldn't let her guard down for him. he was up to something, or would be as soon as she did because that's how she knew men from growning up.

[zafirah]

As the hostess ignores her, the zafara whimpers and lowers her ears, eyes darting around and looking at all the others eating. without another word, she slowly steps into the dinning area eying the ground, hoping for some scraps on a table or the floor she could eat, her paw lifting up the searching device every few seconds to see if the search bar is done

[marcus]

Marcus gave a small laugh as he sipped the wine a bit more, " so defensive..you have nothing to worry my dear captain, I have no intention to harm you or anyone..." he trailed off as he noticed the scene at the front door. The hostess shook her head, " I am sorry but we cannot give you anything. " Marcus could hear a little of what was going on because of what he was and gave a small bow before standing, " if you will excuse me.." he got up and then walked to the front. " Is something the matter?" The hostess looked to Marcus and shook her head, " no sir, I was just getting rid..." Marcus looked to the young female and shook his head, " my dear, you look starved please come and join us at my table." he gave a small bow and then looked to the hostess, "get her a chair." the hostess gave a quick nod and then left to get the young woman a chair.

Marcus stepped aside so that she could join them. " it's the table with the police officer sitting." he pointed to the table where Shale was sitting at and where the waiter had added an extra chair. *

[shale]

Shale watched him leave and rolled her eyes, 'typical..' she thought as she finished her wine and sighed deeply. She watched as one of the waiters brought a chair over to the table and then waited for Marcus to get back so that he could take everyone's order at once so that no one would have to wait. She looked her wine glass over, " can I get another please? and a glass of ice water too if that's ok?" she asked as she watched the waiter wait nervously. It was obvious that he was, as the waiter rocked back and fourth on his feet a little. she didn't understand why he was so nervous, there was nothing special about this man she was sitting with...or was there? she would get down to the bottom of it

[zafirah]

blushing deeply, having not expected this kind of kindness, she slowly walks over to the table indicated and sits down in the chair. tail curling around the back so not to get stepped on " t .. thank you Sir and you as well Ma'am " Nods to the lady police officer when her belly growls at her loudly, having not eaten in a few days

[marcus]

Marcus shook his head as he took a seat and looked to the two women, " not a problem my dear..not a problem." he smiled and then finished his glass of wine before filling his glass once more. " now, my two eat your fill." he looked to the waiter, " my dear boy, we are ready I believe. " the waiter walked over to the table and got ready to take their orders. Marcus skimmed the menu, " I will have the chicken alfredo..no garlic please." the waiter gave a small nod as he wrote down the dish and then looked to the woman that had just joined the table. Marcus sighed lightly, " My dear, this is shale, she is a captain with our local police, and I am Marcus.."

He was curious about this young woman, " Who are you? and where do you hail from?" he sipped the wine most curious.