Thread: Entering the Anarch's Den (12/16/09 Attn: ST's and anyone who received JTM's text)

Kalie walks confidently into the Kitty Kat club. She is dressed in worn out jeans with holes everywhere, a pair of combat boots, and a black skin tight turtleneck sweater.

Once inside she scans the room and then her eyes fall to Logan's. Inclining her head towards the bar she finds them a sit and orders a beer -- paying for Logan's and her's both.

Logan saunters in directly behind Kalie, he smirks, absorbing the atmosphere with an approving nod. He's dressed in simple jeans and a tee shirt under a black leather jacket. He takes the drink and sits where his sire indicates he should. He immediately turn his chair and continues taking in the strip club's feel and layout.

JTM motions them over to the same table he usually sits at; shocked to see Kalie and Logan enter. He nods at them.

“Sup. Pull up a seat you two. You want a beer? Maybe a burger perhaps? A lap dance? Whatever you want…it’s on me tonight k. I’m sure others will be showing up soon. They are like damn cockroaches around here. So I suggest you watch your step tonight too.”

He leans back in his chair surveying the scene looking for Eddie, noticing and knowing he aint here.

“So ummm…anything new going down tonight? I’m just having some fun since I got out of “prison”. Aint nothing wrong with that…is there? Right Kalie?”

He sends a glaring smile back at Kalie.

"Hey" Logan shrugs.

"Not much for beer anymore, thanks though."

Kalie seems amused by the invitation to join JTM at his table. She smirks as she looks to Logan to gauge his reaction to the 'offers'.

"No need to watch my step if I don't care about what I step on."

Kalie leans back in her chair she had pulled up to the table and lifts her feet up onto the table's edge, crossing them at their ankles. "As for the legality of your muses, it would depend upon your definition. Some fun can get you dead."

Kalie takes a swig of her beer, never breaking her gaze with JTM

Logan catches Kalie watching him and he smiles slightly then shrugs a bit.

"I'm good, thanks."

His eyes go back to wandering over the bar, it's occupants and workers.

He nods back at Kalie. .

“Maybe. Just maybe, but I was just …”

He watches Logan eyes wander, looking at the patrons here.

“What the fuck is up with him, Kalie? You cramp his hand with all that copying? Talk about fucking rude. Oh yeah. I get it. Pop quiz time right Kalie. ”

He chuckles abit towards Logan..

“Awwww fuck anyway where was I? Oh yeah. I’m wanting to see who’s taken Eddie’s place here. Last I heard Cicero took him out hard. So just seeing who owns the Club now.”

He chuckles and raises his beer in a toastlike manner.

“To Cici!!”

He waits for the clink of the bottles before continuing.

“You got any clue who’s taken over the turf now? Besides you might have to talk to em and set the record straight you know. What can I say about this place, best burgers in town. Maybe they could help us out with info on my nun friend. Might be a long shot, but I gotta do something to get her back you know.I aint sitting on my fucking ass waiting either. This aint biz either Kalie, this is personal. Catch my drift. Aint nobody gonna stop me from getting her back either.”

He does his best to contain his anger in this place.

Logan looks over as he realizes he's being talked about. His eyebrows furrow behind the dark sunglasses that are ever-present.

"What the fuck? I gotta hang on your every fucking word too? Fucking egos of people, shit. You fucking people act like you fucking own every fucking thing you touch. Well, FUCK THAT."

Logan starts to get up, then stops suddenly, as he realizes that his voice was getting louder, and his tone getting more angry with each syllable. He sits back down slowly.


"Sorry...." He says his face locked toward the table top.