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The artist continued to fill in the Hindu symbol in black on Blair's back as he spoke with Morgan.

"That's an interesting way of looking at it. Oh, I just remembered! You put up that bulliten on the fridge, right? About setting up a concert? Well....I don't mean to sound conceited or brag or anything, but I've been told I can sing....and have been in a few bands over the years. I'd definately be interested in joining in."

He smiled and then it turned into a grimace as he remembered the needle and the pain. Taking his mind off it helped, and he would need to thank Morgan later for talking with him.

The artist told him he could get up and Blair went over to the mirror and inspected it with a smile.

"Drum players? No, I don't know any around here...in fact, I barely know half the people....and even then, it's just their names that I know. I'm still rather new, ya know?"

The man said Morgan could sit down to get his tattoo started after Blair paid him. Blair promptly paid the artist and thanked him for his wonderful services.

"I was thinking...after you get yours done...want to try to find that weapon shop everyone was talking about on the way over? I'm no weapon specialist but I know that I want to learn how to weild SOMETHING...Heh."

"Ohio is about as great as a hole in the head. Or so my mother puts it." Corky said, looking at the Jet Ski very skeptically. "Is this thing sanitary? If I get AIDs, I swear to god..." It looked like one of the newer jet skis, which was good, because Courtney didn't take jacked-up old ones. It was very classic, just plain red, white and black, the way Corky liked things. It was they way she liked her cars (black Mercedes), her house (white and a primary color), and most of her clothing. The only thing that should sparkle is million-dollar jewelry.

“As soon as I’m eighteen, I’m going to Columbia. That’s in New York, FYI.” Corky had never really though much about collage, but Columbia was a major pick for right now. It was in the city, it was good enough, and it was twelve hours from home. What could be better? “Et toi?”

|| Can you tell I figured out how to work the colors and fonts? XDD ||

{I'll assume that Blair thinks it's cool, so I can continue with my posting}

Morgan headed down the walkway to the weapon shop. He kept his shirt tiead around his waist, as the tattooed area was still quite tender. The shopkeep at the store didn't even bat an eyelash at Morgan walking in without a shirt.

Without missing a beat, Morgan quickly made his way to the Japanese items. While browsing the racks, he found a beautifully ornamented sword, with the words "Masamune" carved in Japanese into the hilt. Though he doubted it was an original Masamune blade, the craftsmanship was superb. After asking the shopkeep permission, he gently removed it from it's rack, and then the blade from the scabbard, drawing it around him in a smooth circle. He had found exactly what he wanted. He examined some of the other items in the glass, and picked out several smaller daggers as well. He paid the man, and walked out of the store, his new blade wrapped in cloth, as well as the daggers.

"Now, to find everyone else," Morgan murmured. He said goodbye to Blair, and set off in search of Penance. He found her talking with Jacen. "Hey, you two. So, what's new?" he said.

{See you tomorrow, y'all!}

"Oopse sorry," Penny said wiping saliva off her own face and led the group of she, Jamie, Blair and Jacen down the boardwalk. Penny waved goodbye to Regina and Porter who had gone off to have some alone time [OOC: I have to edit a quite lengthy aim post tomorrow for that part there.]

"We shall eat..." Penny looked around and randomly picked something, "Here. Nice... Habachi."

"Ha- what?" One of the guys asked as she opened the door letting them all know they weren't getting out of lunch and had to try something new.

"It's fun. No suishi involved unless you are brave," She trailed them in or tried to before Jacen took the door from her and pushed her in ahead. She put her arm around his waist and continued telling them about their meal, "We go sit at those tables around a stove. The highly entertaining chef comes out and cooks our meals for us... it's all about teh show. Usually involves flying shrimp and things being lit on fire for fun. It's like dinner with the Brotherhood next door but less lethal." [OOC and if you haven't been to a habachi they're usually really fun]

"Come on guys, when in Rome," She grinned at come concerned expressions, "And if you don't like it. I will not pick another place for anybody to eat the entire time we're here."

[OOC: Reading about Pietro gives me endless joy.]

Jamie sat down at the table. He'd been to one of these places when he was still on the road, and he was excited to be at one again. Plus, it would be twice as fun if it was with people he actually knew. "Hey Morgan, how's your band thing going?"

OOC: Moren, i can't tell by what you wrote but Morgan is in the resturant now with Blair, Jamie, Pen and Jacen. Right? smile

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"That's pretty cool, Morgan," Penny said and put down her menu, "Well, if anybody decides to attack the beach house, we'll be well armed."

She started tying straw wrappers in a knot out of needing to do something with her hands. Quitting her cigarette habit was difficult. Usually in restaraunts she was able to keep her fingers busy with that. Of course, she was totally distracted at the moment by the suddent cold sensation pinned to her back and squeeked, "Dammit that's cold."

"Stopped your hands didn't it," Jacen shook the water off his hand and put the ice cube back into an empty cup sitting in front of them.

She couldn't argue with that point, "Oh you'll get yours." And then proceeded to order steak, rare, when the waitress came around to find out what they wanted.