Thread: Hanging Out. (Attn: Tuesday)

<text>Will be there in a few.</text>

<T> Cool, am sitting down by the lake on a bench.<T>

Tuesday shows up wearing black tshirt, jeans, and a black Baltimore Ravens cap. "Hey, Marzanna. What's up?"

Turns when she hears her name, smiles brightly at him. She is wearing black jeans, a light purple corset and boots. "Hey! Not much, thought I'd see how you were settling in. How are ya?"

"Not too bad so far. That little meeting the other night kind of drug on, but whatever. I guess Logan had to have his say. I'm just keeping a low profile and wandering about mostly. Thought about putting some irons in the fire to get some cash flowing in, but haven't committed to anything yet."

"Yeah, I'm not sure what the hell is going on around here, I'm kinda out of the loop. What kind of work are you looking for? What's your specialty? Keeping a low profile is a good way to go, its what I did when I got here. Some of these newbies that have shown up, do some stupid shit though. Something needs to be done to kick their asses back in line."

Tuesday smiles as Marzanna talks about cracking a few skulls. "Yeah, that's not a bad idea. We can't have a bunch of numbnuts running about breaking #1, ya know?" He points to the bench where Marzanna is sitting. "Mind if I sit?" He'll take a seat regardless of what she says. "I like being a bouncer, but I don't know if that's the right kind of work around here. I thought about getting into private security--maybe seeing if any artists need an extra pair of hands to make sure they get from point A to point B. You know anyone that might be interested in something like that?"

She chuckles. "Yeah please sit, if being so close won't creep you out." She smiles. "Actually I am a bouncer over at Purgatory. Logan may need some security, he's got a band. You might talk to him about job opportunities. Hell he gave me my job." She looks out across the lake. "Yeah these newbs man, I don't know what the hell is going on with parents these days. Leave their kids to just run amuck and fuck up. It's sad, not the way it was done in my day."

"I sure don't envy Logan's job. Not something I'd want to put up with. I'd kick those little bastards right out of the city if it was me." He shrugs. "Oh, well." He looks around a little before continuing. "You still interested in reigning in that stuff that keeps people away?"