Logfile from Brass&Steel.

The current time in Kansas City is 5:20 PM, Fri Aug 16, 2002.

It's a bit on the quiet side in the Bluebird. The afternoon is a slow
time, but there is the odd custommer around having a TGIF beer and
listening to the music.

Zach is seated at the bar.

Roger slips into the club, having just gotten off duty. He glances around
and spots zach sitting at the bar and heads over "Hey there halohead."

Zach turns around on his stool and grins. "Hey yourself, copper! How's it
hangin'?"

Roger slides onto a stool next to him "Not bad, just got off work."

You say, "So how was your day, dear?"

Zach gestures for the bartender to get Roger a nice, cold beer.

Roger looks grateful for the beer "Eh, ok. Went to a community meeting
about a growing gang problem in parts of the city."

Zach looks interested. "How did that go?"

Roger waggles a hand "Ok...could have gone better. At lot of people wanted
me to stop 'strangers' in their neighborhood. Of course by that they mean
black and hispanic kids mostly."

Zach sighs. "That's kinda dumb especially seeing as your 'hood is mixed,
ain't it?"

Roger nods "Yeah, only this meeting wasn't for my place, but a tonyer
neightborhood up north a bit."

<OOC> Zach says, "A what?? :) I plead scandiwegianness and miss out on the
slang! Help! :)"

<OOC> Roger says, "umm I think that's spelled right :) a tony neighborhood
is a rich fancy one."

<OOC> Zach says, "Ok, i didn't know that. Thanks! :)"

Zach looks surprised. "They're getting gang problems in the posh hoods?"

Roger shrugs "I think it's mostly just wannabe's if you know what I mean.
Bored rich kids with nothing to do."

Zach nods. "Right. As long as they don't harm people it's not bad. Stuffy
communities like that need some shakin' up."

Roger grins at him "Is that quote from the Archangel of Wind?"

Zach chuckles. "It's definitely something he could have said."

Roger takes a swollow of his beer "So, what have you been up too?"

Zach smiles. "Oh this and that. Done some snooping around, done a lot of
greasemonkying and I've met a supermodel!"

Roger blinks "You too. Ruby right?"

Zach nods enthusiastically. "Yeah, I met her like really early wednesday
morning, and then earlier today. She's a work of art!" You say, "Have you
met her too?"

Roger grins "Oh yeah, very lovely. I met her in here for a few minutes.
But then she had to take off. She likes jazz."

Zach nods. "That's a good thing. She's a bit gloomy and hard-nosed and
very anti-religious. But she recognized a Discworld reference that I
cleverly inserted into our conversation. And that makes her practic'ly a
Saint!" He grins hugely.

Roger looks at him "Discworld? Anyways, I didn't find her gloomy or
hard-nosesd. We didn't talk anout religion. What was her beef with it?"

Zach shrugs. "She's some sort of atheist. We got into talking philosophy
at 4 am in the morning..." He grins again and drinks some more beer.

Roger chuckles "Sounds fun I suppose. Not really my style. Still she seems
smart for a model."

Zach nods. "You'd be surprised to find how many models use their job so
support them through studies. And the ones who make it really big can't be
total airheads. They'd never last."

Roger nods "Is she going to school or anything?

Zach shakes his head. "Don't think so. She's like the spokesmodel for Lee
and from what I understood she's also doing corporate work for them. Like
business stuff in adition to modelling. Girl's got spunk."

Roger takes a swollow of his beer "Cool." He flashes Zach a grin "Do you
think she's pretty?"

Zach gives Roger a suffering glance. "Aw come /on/! Didn't I just say the
girl is a work of art??"

Roger chuckles "So,you did. Sorry, forgot about that." He grins "I sure
wouldn't turn down a date with her that's for sure."

Zach smiles. "Okay. The allow me to give you a tip: Do not speak to her
butt or bosom at any time. Avoid eyecontact with those parts of her body.
You wanna talk to the face and the eyes woth this one."

Roger laughs "Oh yeah, I'm very aware of that. Not that I would talk to
any woman's butt or breasts. I'd much rather look them in the eye."

Zach nods approvingly. "Speaking of women. Have you heard from Roxie yet?"

Roger looks disapointed "Nope, not yet sadly."

Roger nods "Yeah, I though that we had something going for a while there.
But then...nothing. I haven't heard from her for sometime.

You say, "And she said nothing about where she was going or when she'd be
back?"

Roger shakes his head "Nope. Maybe she;s just busy at work.

You say, "You could pop over to the speedway to see her, you know.."

Roger looks a bit hesitent "Yeah, I suppose. Only I don't want to seem to
be pushing or anything."

Zach nods. "There is that. But she seemed to really like you, though.  
Maybe send her flowers and remind her of your phone number?" He smiles.

Roger grins "I called and left a message on her machine a few days ago."

You say, "Ah, well then. You'll just have to wait and see."

Roger nods and finishes off his beer "Speaking of women, have you seen
Traci around?"

Zach darkens. "Yes I have. I saw her tuseday night."

Roger frowns "What was she doing?"

You say, "Hangin' out. And bugging that street waif - Goldie."

Roger frowns "What would she want with Goldie. Not her type I would
think."

Zach shakes his head. "I have no idea at all. But the kid has some
strenght in her.  She faced the little bitch down and won. Traci even
tried to use some sort of Lustie trick but it didn't work."

Roger frowns "What sort of Lustie trick?

Zach sighs. "Dunno. I just heard her boosting an attunement, that's all.
There were people all over the damn place, so I couldn't do anything but
watch and loom a bit."

Roger grins slightly "Did she seem to respect the looming." He pauses for
a moment "Does she know what you are?

You say, "I think she does, yes. But she's cool as a cucumber about it.
Pretty cocky I'd say - considering that I was /this/ close to attacking
her in the middle of the street and damn the torpedoes."

Roger scowls "You should have. She's dangerous."

Zach nods. "Yes, but it would have cost me my vessel since there were
loads and loads of witnesses. If Goldie had started to show any form of
weakness however, it'd have gotten gory."

Roger licks his lips "Weakness? Like giving in to her or something?

Zach nods. "Yes."

Roger shivers "Glad I wasn't there."

Roger makes a face "I probably would have had to arrest you or something
for seemingly attacking someone."

Zach nods again and empties his beer. "Me too. This is what those...things
do. They exploit weaknesses and can even impose weaknesses on people. Oh,
and I would have fled afterwards. I'd have gone celestial and flown away."

You say, "And then there would have been some ...interesting stories in
the paper.."

Roger chuckles slightly "Yeah I'l bet. Like I said good think I wasn't
there."

You say, "Have you had any contact with her after you got your ears
unplugged?"

Roger says, "I've seen her around but haven;t talked to her. I've been
doing my best to avoid her.""

Zach gives Roger an approving look. "Good. That is very good. Keep it up,
Roge. How have you been since 'the thing' anyway?"

Roger shrugs "Pretty good. I'd still like to learn some of those songs."

Zach nods. "I haven't found out about all that stuff yet. I'm pretty
convinced that you can learn the corporeal Songs. After all, you're a
native to this plane."

Roger grins "Cool. How do I learn them?

You say, "You find someone who knows one and who is willing to teach it to
you and then you work very hard at it."

Zach grins.

You say, "I'm not much of a Songmeister, but I have learned the basics of
one of those."

Roger says, "Well I'm willing to work hard at it. So it comes down to
finding someone who will teach me." He flashes a grin at Zach "Which
mean's you. What Song do you know?""

Zach smiles slightly. "The corporeal Song of Putting Uppity Soldiers Back
Into One Piece After Kicking Their Butts. Also known by it's abbreviated
name Healing." He keeps his voice down.

Roger chuckles slightly "Sounds like it could be useful. Especialy if
we're going to tangle with demons."

Zach nods. "This is true. It's quite useful when you've taken a good
wallop. I can teach it to you, but it'll take a lot of time."

Roger shrugs "I've got the time if you do. How long does it take?

You say, "Up to eight weeks if we train every day."

Roger frowns a bit "How long each day?"

Zach shrugs. "I show you nice and slow how it's done, you repeat after me
a couple of times. I have to actually perform the Song when I show you.
That only takes a couple of minutes if I do it real slow. It's your part
that is the time-consuming bit.

Roger nods "What's my part then? Just repeating it?

You say, "Oh, and we need to be somewhere out of the way, since it makse
noise. And yes, you repeat."

Roger nods "Doesn't sound that hard."

Zach flashes a grin. "Yup. But You'll probably feel like a bit of a
schmuck while youre at it, waiving you hands and chanting stuff."

Roger snorts "Oh great. Yeah we're totaly doing this somewhere out of the
way."

Zach laughs. "It'll damage your street cred no end if you're seen."

The current time in Kansas City is 7:24 PM, Fri Aug 16, 2002.

You say, "Look why don't we go and find a place tonight, and get the show
on the road eh?"

Roger nods "You'd better belive it mister." He finishes off his beer
"Works for me."

The two gentle men go to parts uncivilized and vaguely agricultural and
practice Singing. There is much chanting and waving of hands in hypnotic
gestures.