2020-06-16 Sharing is Caring

Sharing is Caring

Participants: David Arsenic Lenore Jason Riko

Location: Sun's Bright Cafe (Front & Kitchen)

Date and Time: June 16, 2020

Summary: People meet and exchange information

Arsenic comes in slowly his hand are deep in his pockets of his beat up leather trenchcoat, covered in punk patches as he moves forward with a wicked little chuckle. His guitar is slung over his back, as he looks around with a sigh of pleasure. His fingers reaching into his pocket to flick down some seeds, candy, shinies for the fucking birds. As he walks to a chair sinking down into it, bringing out that broken crushed pack of smokes, as he lights one with his fucking lighter, that keeps on flicking, till it's working once more. "Fucking hell, long fucking night."

Riko slips into the shop wearing a half long skirt and black jacket, her red hair pulled into a ponytail. A backpack with her, she sighs a little as she opens the zipper, shaking herself a little to get rid of the last cold from the chilly air outside. "Why is it so cold at this time after a day full of sun that made work near unbearable?" Glancing around, she tries to figure out who might man the counter at the moment.

David sees the others arrive, and comes to fly over toward them. The large bird coming down from the roof of the SBC, landing at the door, and discreetly hopping inside. As discreetly as a bird entering a cafe can be.

Lenore is flying in after David comes in, perching up on one of the lights, making sure to not cause it to sway too much. Those beady little eyes carefully studying over Arsenic and Riko.

Arsenic looks over at Riko,as he starts to throw down more bread on to the floor, and more shinies and other things down on the ground. He exhales the smoke, as he looks over at Riko. "Sup, mother fucker."

Riko does turn the head at the sound of wings, eying the figures of the birds over, but then turns back Arsenic as he speaks, raising an eyebrow for a moment before she smiles to the guy at the counter. "Can I have a tea? Thank you. And a cookie for the birds." Paying, she picks the bakery good to snap it in two, holding them in hand for the moment.

David speaks to Lenore in clicks and croaks. <<This is Arsenic over there. He's Ratkin, but he littered in front of the Cafe last time he was here. But don't be too mean. And that's Riko. She's a fox, pretty rare around here.>>

Cookie! Lenore adores cookies, no matter her form! She was about to fly when David click and croaks at her, she responds, <<Noted. I prefer Riko. She has my favorite right now.>> It is then she flies down to perch on Riko's shoulder and then begins to make little hops down her arm and towards the cookie half held in her hand. Once there, she begins to lightly peck at the cookie, taking teeny pieces at a time and occasionally trilling in joy before going back to eating the cookie. She will sideways walk back up Riko's arm to happily chrip in her ear before she begins to nuzzle her beak into the woman's hair and then it is back to the cookie, happily perching and noshing.

Arsenic nods towards that bird with a wicked little chuckle, as he grins at her his yellowed teeth on display as he flicks down a bit of the real prize, hidden in his pocket now. Cupcakes, with the frsoting as he starts to sprinkle it along the floor, with a wicked chuckle. "Birds, are smart mother fuckers, I love dem so much like rats with fucking wings. Crafty, bastards and shit." His voice is filled with joy, as he leaps up as his coffee gets there, as he starts to drink it while, spinning with the littering of the crumbs all over the place.

Heading into the cafe is Jason, who is dressed in a bomber jacket with a hood, a simple black t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans, along with his Yeezy sneakers that are bright white. His hair has a bit of a fluff to it currently in front of his grayish blue eyes. In his hands is his phone, just poking at the glass a bit. Once he steps through, he gives a pause at the sight of those gathered.

Riko chuckles as one of the birds chooses to make her its perch, lifting one of the halves to its beak. "Careful there, that jacket needs to stay good a little longer, ok?" she teases while trying to make it easier for Lenore to snack some of her half cookie.
Only then she eyes over Arsenic adding even more bakery goods to the floor. "I guess... you are going to clean up what our feathery friends don't?" Slowly, as if not to ruffle the feathers of the corvid on her shoulder and arm, she balances to one of the free chairs, settling down as slowly as she can. That's when Jason slips in...
The sight is strange: A raven (David) on the ground. Another on Riko's shoulder eating cookie. And of course, Arsenic turning the floor into a raven buffet.

David lets out a happy croak, and continues tho hop along the ground, going behind the counter a little. The employee crouches down and talks to the bird, then get up, and comes out from behind the counter to slip a discreet node to Arsenic, to Riko, and finally to Jason. The note invites them to come back out to the Patio.
Meanwhile the bird leaves through the front door, and FLIES back, since animals going into the kitchen would not be a good look for the cafe.

Arsenic looks at Riko with shrug as he grins slowly his teeth is bright yellow at her. "Yeah, if the birdies don' finish it sure why the fuck not, clean clean it's what I'am all about don't you fucking see it." He spins with that leather duster old as sin covered in dust, as it kick up from the whirling around the room, as he reads over the note. His eyes studying it as he flicks his fingers forward towards the patio. "It seems it's outdoors time, once more I fucking love the outdoors and motherfucking yes." He downs his coffee, as he turns heading as the note reads, with a kicking his feet, as the dust is falls around him, those patches of obscure punk bands that only the hardcore seem to know.

Lenore's beady eyes watch Arsenic curiously as he begins to sprinkle the cupcake crumbs upon the floor and tilts her head at being called a rat with wings. Her gaze flits towards David for a moment before she is looking back to Arsenic, carefully watching him now. Then her attention looks to Jason as he enters, her head tilting from one side to the other as she studies over him. She chirps and croaks to David <<He is kin. Unsure what kind.>> She then takes some of the cookie before she goes to fly back through the door after David, she doesn't want the cafe getting in trouble either after all.

Riko sends a little side glance to Arsenic's antics, then she looks after Lenore as she flies off with the cookie in the beak, smiling a little. "Seems like they're bored of the inside." It's only when the man from the counter gives her her cup with a scribbled note on the napkin she glances back at the littering guy. A moment or two she seems to contemplate, then she picks up her cup to follow onto the patio, the half cookie tucked to the saucer under the cup. Jason gets a little nod.

As the note is brought over to him, Jason leans over to pick it up. He gives a glance towards Riko who he vaguely recognizes, then Arsenic and his colorful language. "Hey, David." He says softly to the large bird, then follows after him as he gives a curious look to the other noisy raven. He can't tell what she is saying.

David explains to Lenore on the way out. <<That is Jason, he is kin to the Garou, and likes to help as he can.>> Once everyone is in back, the staffer cleans up a bit inside, before MORE birds come in that aren't QUITE as smart.
David though perches on the back of a chair, and looks to everyone. "Good morning," he starts in his human voice. Maybe we should introduce ourselves around. I think everyone here knows me, but David Marcus."

Arsenic comes into the back room stutting with all that punk rock power, as he leans against the wall as he exhales the smoke into the air, as he looks around with a grin. "I'm Compton, good to fucking meet ya mother fuckers. Ratkin, that is all you fucking need to fucking know." His body is pushed there, his arms crossed over his chest as he sends out another burst of smoke. "So he is a wolfie touched, why the fuck should I gave a flying fuck about him, what fucking wolves fuck ya mother Jason?"

Riko looks a little displeased a moment at Arsenic's flavorful language, then clears her throat a little. "I'm Riko, and I guess that's most you need to know." She balances her cup to the edge of the desk, taking the cookie to present it to David before taking a sip off it. "Well, maybe you might want to know that I'm the resident Vixen of the town."

"I just came in for a coffee." Jason says in a soft voice as he gives his phone a squeeze in his hands. He rocks some on his feet, looking socially awkward and anxious as he stares mostly at his feet.

Lenore perches back on Riko's shoulder for a moment, nuzzling her little birdy head against her cheek in thank you. She then flies over to Jason and perches on his shoulder, she chirps in his ear and fusses with some of his hair fondly. She then speaks in her human voice, "And I am Lenore Ravenmore. No need to be shy here. Don't let the loud one discourage you." Her beady eyes then looking directly at Arsenic and lightly shakes her head, clearly displeased.

David looks around, and flaps in frustrated resignation, letting out a croak. "Please. Yes, Jason is of the Garou, but he is a friend. He would like to help us as he can, which may not be much, since he's kinfolk and has no special powers. But he'd like to help and I welcome friends. We don't need to engage our own wars of Rage, do we? He's not going to reveal our secrets out in the open cafe or anything like that."
"So please everyone, sit, relax, enjoy your coffee and your food. You are all here as guests and friends of the LA Corax."

Arsenic pushes off the wall ash blows a large cloud of smoke into the air, as he looks at David. "So you got business, or this all that social hugging it all out we fight for fucking Gaia shit, I mean I do but I do it my fucking way." His teeth is clenching down as he chomps on his cigrette, as he looks over at Jason. "So, than little wolf kin, you ever been around the big bad other side?" His voiced aim at the others, as he hel ooks over at David. "I don't fuck with those that are attached to the fucking wolves. I have a very select dealings with them, not too fond of em." With that he pushes off the wall, as he looks over at Riko. "Cool, never meet a real life Vixen, shit that is fucking bad ass. I would love to chat sometime, compare notes and shit, see if we can learn more about the fucking world or some fucking shit." His hand is dropping that cig downwards as he crushes it with the back of his cheap shoe, as he bends down to pick it up as he nods to David. "I won't do the same here again, I respect you enough for that Davey Wavey." With that he walks to the trash as he flicks that cigrette down into it, as he looks over at Lenore. "Nevermorre, quote the raven, decent name. What ya'll like to hang with the woofers I fucking take it?"

Riko raises her eyebrows a little at the introductionary round, but then nods slowly. "Well, comparing notes might be a little tricky since being the one resident of the kind means kinda... my notes might be somewhat biased and stuff?" She chuckles nervously, admitting to some degree that she hadn't had the most proper teaching. "But maybe there is some things one could learn from one another."

The lanky frame of Jason tenses up when Lenore lands on his shoulder and starts to rustle about in his hair. He doesn't look anymore relaxed. If anything, he just holds himself very still. As he listens to Arsenic, he just stubs his foot gently against the ground a few times with his expensive sneakers. "I can go." He says softly. "I was just in the area and thought I'd say Hi, support a local business. I don't want to interrupt or make anyone uncomfortable."

Lenore puffs up defensively while she remains on Jason's shoulder as she uses her human voice, "I hang out with who I chose. I am stuck up like some it seems. Everyone has value and information. Even if you think it useless in that moment, it become very useful when one least expect it. Shouldn't be so judgey so quick." She would be smiling at Riko's words but a bird beak can make that a bit hard after all. She flutters off of Jason's shoulders and shifts before their eyes into her human form. Her hand moves to lightly rest on Jason's shoulder as she says, "No need to go ok? We like you saying hi. The rat doesn't speak for all of us." She then looks over her shoulder at Arsenic with a mild glare.

David flaps and hops off of the chair, and right to the table nearest Arsenic. Looking up at him. "Sir," he starts with a ruffle. "We don't play favorites. That's one of Raven's laws to us. We work with everyone. I'm not doing to disinvite Jason. I'm not going to stop working with the Garou any more than I’m going to stop working with the Ratkin, the Bastet, the Nuwisha, the Gurahl, the Kitsune, or anyone else on the side of saving the world from the mad Wyrm."
"Show some civility and some decency, please. I have attempted to show you respect and kindness. Together we can survive. Apart we will all die."

Arsenic exhales the smoke into the air as he flicks some dirt off the jacket, as he speaks slowly. "All, I wanted to know is what tribe he is connected to is all, hence me not looking him much. We are all speaking openly, about ourselfs, he fucking aint'." His eyes move to Lenore and than over at David, and than at Riko. "I mean totes, no biggie if you don't wanna know what tribe will know this place is here, and who we be and what we look like, cause heaven forbid we do it fucking smart or some shit. If he tells me that fucking shit, I'll stop being a fucking prick to em."

"Maybe the tune makes the music here, but I do understand where you come from Compton. But at times you need to give things time." Riko attempts a little smile to Jason. "Whatever it is, we'll listen. As David just said, this is pretty much a safe spot."

Lenore walks over to Arsenic as she states, "Then you say, what tribe are you from, not some sideways possible insult of what wolves fucked your mother. How about you reconsider your treatment when he hasn't done anything to warrant your hostility. Hmm? And rethink how you make demands of answers or ask your questions. I thought you were making fun of or insulting Jason." She walks back to Jason as she asks, "Want me to grab you a coffee? Or something to eat with it. The cookies are rather tasty." She looks to Riko as she asks, "Did you want one for yourself by the way?" A smile curling her lips.

As he watches Lenore shift into a new form, Jason's eyes widen a bit, then reaches up to rub the back of his neck, as well as shift some of his hair back in place. As the conversation heats up with him being the center of attention, he gives a harder squeeze of his phone in his hands, so hard that his knuckles bleed white. "I am Jason Gray of the Shadow Lords, from Chicago. I moved here a few years ago and I just keep to myself. I play video games." He says in a soft voice, shoulders lifting upwards. "My dad is dead, my mother is not in my life. That's all."

David lets out a loud croak of relief. bobbing his head to Arsenic, he says "Thank you." Then flying back to his perch-chair. "And thank you Jason. But yes, I saw you all in there, and I thought I'd invite you all here to be social. I guess it was harder than I thought. But I'm not allowed to play favorites, everyone."

Arsenic slides his hand into his hand is pulls out a plastic bag with the sticky icky inside of it as he waits for the answer from Jason. "Fuck that shit, I'll do it my fucking way. I'll do my life my fucking way, if I wanted to be a good little rat, I aint' be where I stand now. Fucking hell, aint' you mother fuckers know anything about us rats, we ain't here to play fucking nice." His voice is filled with mirth as he looks right at Lenore, with a shake of his head. "I and I was making fun of him on that note and asking at the same fucking time, so ding ding you got it the fuck right."
As he looks at Riko, as he exhales slowly with annoyance laced eyes. "We came back here told what the fuck we be in one setence, so time was already ticking and I want my fucking answers now. If we had, done it right or slowly I aint' be disagreeing with ya ass, but we all let it hang out, like fred fucking durst or some fucking shit."
As Jason speaks the rat strides for as his hand is place on the kin's shoulder with a soft sigh. "Fuck man, that sucks I aint' got folks either these days, I'm a homless and shit I fucking get it bro, no fucking biggie. I got ya, I fucking feels ya and fuck." With that he shoves the bag of weed into Jason's hand. "Smoke that shit when ya playing dem games, next level shit get ya'll toasted and funky, make ya better at that shit, take it as my sorry for riding ya like a three day hooker, down on the Skid row."
Now he turns to David with a nodding of his head. "Yeh well, got what I fucking wanted to know, everything cool as shit with me, right as rain when ya got a fucking roof, peachy fucking keen and fucking shit." With that he walks over to find something to sit on, as he leaps up on it as he grins at the others. "So, what’s shaken fucking bacon, anything fun out there?"

Riko eyes mostly Arsenic as he rants, brushing a stray streak of her hair back behind the ear. A short side glance goes to David, as tone is pretty much the landlord's to reprimand. Lenore's comment earns a snicker. "That's why I got them for you, but I aren't a big fan of dry cookies. My dad's inarizushi and Tamagoyaki? Those would be right up my alley. But to be honest, he can't cook anything but those. Never had the time to learn, but I did sign up for a cooking class at the community center."
Then, family comes up. She winces a little before adding. "Well, all I got for family is my dad and he is like the most boring person around."

Lenore rolls her eyes and scoffs at Arsenic, holding her hand up as if she is telling him 'talk to the hand dude'. She smiles to Jason, "Let me get you some coffee, I will bring it back with some creamers and sugar so you can make it as you like it k?" She slips inside to grab any orders, it takes a few moments and some missed words before she returns with said coffee and snacks. She sets the plate of various baked goodies down upon the table nearby where David is, grabbing another cookie for herself and happily taking small bites of it. She eyes the bag of weed briefly but says nothing on it. She looks to Riko as she mentions, "I might do that myself. See what sort of sercets I can learn within the class."

David flaps. "Well I hope everyone's enjoying their food and drink. Pretty soon I'm going to put together a strike team for what our friends saw at Pencor Textiles. I'll be in touch. Good morning everyone." And with that, he flies away.

Offering a brief smile to Lenore, Jason looks thankful. When Arsenic makes his way over towards him, he visibly tenses up, sucking in a breath, that is until he finds that he is not being stabbed, or punched. Instead, he has weed shoved into his hands. He glances down at it, then slowly tucks it into his pocket of his bomber jacket. ".. thank you." He says in a way that is both concerned and confused. He watches David fly out, then reaches for a coffee once it's offered.
There is an awkward scuffing of his foot, then slips his hand into his jean pocket and pulls out what appears to be a small manilla envelope. He gives a glance at the three, then settles his gaze on Lenore as he hands it over to her. ".. Can you make sure David gets this? It's some homework I was working on for him and I'd like for him to grade it."

Arsenic kicks his feet as he sits down as he thinks for a moment. "Fuck I should get going I got a show to get the fuck ready for tonight. Playing Club Dante or some shit ya'll can get in by saying Cheese and Crackers, It's my fucking fam and fan list, so ya'll fucking there I fucking hope, it'll be a good fucking time." With that he waves as he heads out of the back of the cafe, following the bird.

Riko nods, then David mentions the striketeam. "Oh, right, did you get the..." That's when David is dashing to do raven things, making her sigh. "Lenore, can I have your cellphone for a sec? I need to drop you some photos which you can give to David? But better not send them as pictures via something but that direct link. Don't want to accidentally tip off the big W and its cornies, right?"
She searches for her own phone, searching for devices in the close proximity. NFC stuff, then looks at Jason's envelope. "Lenore is just as Coraxas David, so leave something with her, and he'll know in a matter of hours. Just don't tell them your banking password or you might have a corax in Shanghai you only know around three corners borrow his taxi fare from you." She winks at the last line, making sure it is a little joke.

Lenore easily offer the coffee to Jason, setting the variety of flavored and nonflavored creamers on the table beside him as will as a handful of sugar packets. She smiles to Jason as she takes the small manilla envelope, "I will of course get this to him for you. I will let him know its intention, you need not fret. Did you want a scone, croissant, anything?" Her hand gesturing to the tray of yummy things. She offers a nod to Arsenic and mentions, "I may come by. We will see how my night looks." She offers a nod to Riko, offering her Uphone to the woman, carefully watching given it is one of her favorite things. "I can easily give the photos to David. I don't mind playing messenger. And I can understand the want of secrecy." She laughs softly about the bank account number and taxi fare.

"Well, we're up against Pentax, so I wouldn't put it beyond them to read What's App or something." Riko chuckles. "Corax word of mouth is faster and more reliable. Ok, this is like... a secret smoke spot for the guards that's a view in from that - mind the barrels, they stink and whoever goes in there should bring a mask or something. We got up with a drainpipe, but that didn't take too kindly to us getting back down on it, sooo... " She shrugs as she transfers the photos, rambling as she shows which of the pictures she means as she transfers them, handing the phone back right after.