Logfile from Brass&Steel.


From afar, Ada knocks.

Zach shouts, "Come in!!"

Ada enters from the outside landing.

Ada comes cautiously through the door.

Zach looks up and grins over his newspaper. "Hi, babe!"

Ada leans against the doorjamb and folds her arms uncomfortably.

Ada says, "How was your date?"

Zach gets up and walks over to her. "My date? I was having dinner."

Ada ducks her head. "I didn't want to interrupt anything."

Zach smiles and strokes her cheek gently. "Did you even notice me waving
you over? You kinds just marched over to a table in the corner, sat there
with your eyes closeed and marched out again. I can't read your mind, so I
can't know if you're wanting attention or just doing whatever it is you do
inside that beautiful head of your..."

Ada says, "Like I said, I didn't want to interrupt you. I love you. It
hurts to see you with... her."

Zach's face shadows over for a second and he tries te put an arm around
her to lead her over to the couch so they can sit. "Ah.. Ada - I love you
too. This you can trust. But I'm not.... I'm not exactly monogamous." Ha
pauses and considers his words very carefully. His voice is soft and
gentle, tinged with worry. "I...am very far from being anywher near
husband material..."

Ada shakes her head, but goes with him. "I don't think you understand. It
hurts to see you with *her*." She shivers involuntarily. "She... I don't
think she's good for *anybody*, Zach."

Zach sighs heavily. "You may very well be right, Ada. But I would like to
ask you what you base that observation upon?" He strokes her back and
leans in to listen, focussing completely on Ada and nothing else.

Ada ticks off on her fingers. "She's one of Traci's friends *and* I've
seen her with Professor Szabo, I..." She blushes. "My moods swing wildly
when she's around. It's like something's in my head, trying to force me to
feel a certain way."

Zach looks even more gloomy. "I feared something like that..." he mumbles
and hugs Ada close.

Ada leans back against Zach. "Do you like my hair?

Ada sighs quietly. "God, I don't know where that came from."

Ada is about 5 feet, 8 inches tall, with dark violet hair that hangs to
her shoulders, and blue eyes. She looks to be in her late teens or early
twenties; her body is slender without being skinny, her curves
understated, her fingers long and tapered. Her skin is pale, her lips a
light pink, and her nose curves upward ever so slightly.

She is dressed to kill, in a black bodysuit with green metallic threads
woven into the fabric to resemble circuitry. Over this she wears a black
leather trenchcoat that falls to her ankles, calf-length form-fitted boots
of the same material, and oddly bulky black gloves with the same circuitry
design as the bodysuit. Her violet hair fairly glows, and her glasses are
dark and sweep around her face, obscuring her eyes.

Zach smiles and kisses her head. "Yes. I love your hair, Ada. Looks
great!"

Ada smiles softly and nestles her head against Zach's chest.

Zach holds her close and rocks her gently. "Sarah... Umm.. I've just
discovered that she's not 'just this woman'. From what you say it sounds
like she's an infernal. Seems like there's demons all over this town.
They're practically crawling out of the woodwork!"

Ada sighs. "I'm sorry, Zach."

Zach shrugs. "It's hardly your fault now, hon." He hugs her.
"They...frustrate me so. My chains are tightening with every passing day
that they live. Soon I'm gonna have to strike and strike hard, and it
won't be subtle."

Ada leans up and kisses his nose. "Be careful, love."

Zach mutters. "For the first time /ever/ I wish I had clearer orders. Feh!
I'm bloody turning into a swordie!"

Ada giggles softly. "A swordie, love?"

Zach grumbles. "Yeah! All in need of orders, rules and damn regulations.
Ick!"

Ada tickles Zach's chin lightly. "Poor sweet angel."

Zach pouts and shakes his head. "Aw hell. Willya listen to me moan.
Dammit! The whole Sarah thing has made me all morose. And Traci was
mucking with Hachilah too and I couldn't do anything 'cause we were in a
very public place. I seriously need to kick some demonic butt!"

Ada says, "Traci was doing what to Hachilah?"

You say, "Using some kind of Lustie trick on her."

Ada frowns. "Can't have that."

You say, "I agree comletely. And Hachilah being who she is... Well she was
easy picking. Now she's all obsessed with Traci again. For all I know
Sarah did something to her as well, she was there too."

Ada sighs. "What are you going to do?"

Zach relaxes back on the couch, cradling Ada. "Neither Lucian nor Traci
seem particularly redeemable. At all. So I will have to find a way to get
to them and...send them back to Hell. Sarah I don't know yet, as I havent
managed to see her heart." He sighs. "What bugs me almost as much as
not having killed them yet, is Hachilah's reaction when I finally get to
lay down the smack."

Ada says, "She won't be happy?"

Ada gets up and doffs her coat.

Zach shakes his head. "No she won't. She's so innocent..."

Zach looks at Ada. "You leaving?"

Ada says, "No, I'm taking my coat off."

Ada smiles quietly.

Ada takes her gloves off, too, and puts them in the pockets of the coat.

Ada winks. "I could keep going if you like."

Zach smiles and holds put his arms. "Come here, you. I wanna hold you.."

Ada crawls into Zach's embrace.

Zach squeezes Ada tight to him. "I love you."

Ada smiles and snuggles close. "I love you, too, Zach."

Zach smoochies Ada on top of her head. "Say, Ada... Have you managed to
find time to dig up any info on Lucian Szabo?"

Ada blushes. "I haven't found anything yet, sweetheart.

Zach nods and smiles. "I don't expect it to be easy, hon. No need to go
all red." He tickles her slightly. "I...we need to build up a file on him.
Any and all info we can find on him goes in. I want his role as dead as
his vessel."

Ada nods. "I'll try, sweetheart."

Ada runs her fingers through Zach's hair.

Zach twinkles at her. "Also I want to hurt Traci's role and Sarah's. I
know Traci has had pictures taken for a Japanese Porn mag. 'Beppin School'
I think it was called. Getting hold of a copy of the mag with pics of her
would be great. Evidence that her aunt doesn't exist would be good too. I
don't think the authorities would be thrilled to find a fifteen year old
girl living by herself, beind very sexually active and posing for pornmags
and who knows what else."

You say, "I have another contact that I'm gonna put to work as well. Maybe
get some covert help from the police. Vice.""

Ada says, "Sounds interesting. What do you need me to do?"

Zach bites his lip and thinks a bit. "I'm not very familiar with the whole
Internet thing. I'm a nuts and bolts man.." He grins teasingly, then
continues. "But if you could find any info about that magazine, or even
manage to find pics... It would be good. Now I know that it won't be
pleasant. That whole business is just filthy. Names of photographers who
work for them - if we're lucky we could find the one who took Traci's
pics.."

Ada nods. "I can try, love."

Zach breathes out. "Thank you, Ada. I really appreciate it. I really,
really need help with the reasearch and info-finding bits."

Ada leans up and licks Zach's nose.

Zach giggles.

-End of Scene-