Yi opens the door to the farmhouse, damp and shivering ever so slightly. Her dark mop of hair hides the fact she's been running through the rain without an umbrella, but hey what can you expect when you run through the rain in lupus. Looking around, she searches out those special companions of hers that inhabit the house.

Alicia glances up from her spot on the couch, leaping to her feet. "Hey.. You look cold. Get in 'ere an warm up."

Bernie comes down the stairs from the attic, bouncing fairly lightly down them. Her hair's moist as well, but from man-made rain, one might guess. "Hey!" she greets the others fairly cheerfully, "..'sup?"

Alicia snags a blanket off the back of the couch, then smiles. Heading to the cliath, she helps wrap her up in it. "Ya hungry?"

Yi gratefully huddles into the blanket, turtle style, and sits down on the couch. "Maybe something warm," she returns gratefully to Alicia. It takes her a little while before noticing that inside is quite a bit warmer than out in the rain. "So what have you two been doing?

Bernie makes it the rest of the way down, and flops onto the couch, shrugging slightly. "Not too much... mostly waitin' 'round so I don't miss Joey when he shows up. 'cause I said I'd be here an' all. How 'bout you? Y'look moist."

Alicia smiles and heads to the kitchen to fix something, leaving the two ragabash Gnawers to talk.

"Like cake," Yi chuckles, in a better mood now that she is warm and amongst friends. "Julie thinks there is a new cub in town," she gives the news to her fellow Gnawer cub but keeps it loud enough so Alicia in the kitchen can hear.

Bernie oohs, tilting her head, "...yeah? What sorta cub? An' how's she know, does it have onea those kinfetch spirits Kaz said I had?" She settles into the corner cushions, pulling her knees up.

There's a bit of clinking around in the kitchen, the fridge door opening, then closing. "New cub? Tiiight."

Yi shrugs under the cover, not knowing much more. "She's not sure, but she sent the message through the chain. Maybe we'll find out. I haven't met this possible cub, but he has been hanging around the city." The cliath takes a moment to push away wet bangs.

Bernie nods, thoughtfully. "Well, kickass. If he is do I get t' help with th' 'nappin'?" She grins, and glances out the window at the rain.

Yi grins, running a hand through her hair to smooth it. "Well, Max came to mine," she replies, "I don't see why not. Maybe you and I can help out watching the kid. Scout him out, so to speak."

Alicia listens to them speak from within the kitchen, sighing softly to herself, unheard by the others. She wishes that she could have that type of relationship with one of her Elders.

Bernie bounces slightly on the couch. "Very cool... he gotta name or description or anythin', so I know 'im if I see 'im?"

Yi scrunches her face slightly in thought, trying to remember what the name was. "Rotem?" She furrows her brow for a moment, then nods in agreement with herself. "Yes I think it was Rotem. As for what he looks like, we're have to have Julie give us the details."

A slight pause, and a smirk from the raggie cub. "...'Rotem', huh? Man, an' I thought -I- got a pretty sucky one..." Bernie shakes her head, and shrugs, "A'ight, I'll keep an ear out, try t' letcha know 'f I run into 'im or anythin'."

Yi glances in the direction of the kitchen, raising her brow curiously. "I just wanted a cup of hot water, or something of that sort, not a buffet." Her light chuckle floats over in the air. "Ah-ai-te," she repeats to Bernie with a small laugh at her own sad ebonics. "What should we do tonight?" Her gaze glances out the window. "It's our night, you know," she grins wryly.

Alicia heads out of the kitchen, carrying a warm plate of pizza she made this afternoon, and a cup of cocoa. "Keep yer'shirt on Yi." Smiling, she hands it over to the cliath. "How 'bout we play a game or something."

Joey just enters the Farmhouse like he owns the place. Well, he's a Gnawer, so of course he doesn't own it. But, he knows the place well enough so that he can just waltz in whenever he pleases, and no one will bug him about it. It works for the Get, anyway. He's a runt on a mission, and he closes the door behind him, with a "Hey-yo," to add as he looks around.

Bernie sings, quietly though perhaps surprisingly well, o/~ Because the night belongs to raggies... o/~ She giggles, and stretches a little. Same thing we do ev'ry night, Yi, try t' take over th' world... I dunno. Like I said, I'm waitin' for..." She pauses as the door opens, and grins again, "hey, speaka th' devil. Hiya, Joey. 'sup?"

Yi nods thankfully to the coggie cub and sips the cocoa, cupping the mug despite the heat. "What sort of game?" She turns as Joey wants in and gives him a nod and a smile. "Hello Joey." Bernie's song earns a chuckle, even though she has no idea what song the cub was spoofing.

"I'm not the devil," Joey says, mock-defensively. "The smell of smoke besides, my tail don't go all thin and swishy that way, and these are ears, not horns, despite the rep." He gives Bernie a grin, and Yi gets a tip of the bill of his cap, as a means of salute to an equal. "Yo, Yi," he adds. "Taking the kid out for Gift teaching I promised tonight."

Yi looks up with interest. "Which Gift?" she grins, glad to see Bernie getting some training even if it's not from her. The pizza on the plate gets a brief eye, then a hand snags a slice. "Thanks for the cocoa and the pizza," she says to Alicia before setting down the mug, pushing off the blanket around her shoulders and getting up to give the cub a hug, albeit a little cautious not to get cheese in the galliard's hair.

The door creaks open and in steps Helen of Troy herself, strutting her stuff. Actually, she looks tired and like a rat out of water--without the water. Her hair is in her face, and she's clinging to the coat she wears almost obsessively. "Hi."

Alicia giggles and leans over, hugging Yi back tightly. Her eyes shift over to Helen, waving a hand. "Hey sis! Whats up? I got pizza in the kitchen. Made it from scratch."

"Damn," Bernie replies to Joey, "...does that mean the soul-exchange is off?" She stands, slipping her backpack back on, and waves to Helen, "Hey... how goes?" And quickly back to Joey, "...so what 'f anythin' should I be bringin'?"

Joey pipes up as Yi asks, and slightly interrupted by the taller girl. "Well, I'm teaching her Open Seal tonight. Got some stuff at the Church I want her to work on for it." His stomach involuntarily growls as pizza is mentioned, and he looks down at his gut. "Down, boy," he says. To Bernie, he explains. "No need for anything. I got it all set up."

Helen looks confused. "Pizza? What?" She pauses, and glances at Bernie. "Nothin'. I'm bored as hell."

Alicia huffs at Helen. "There is pizza, as in /food/ in the kitchen. Eat if you want." She grins, glancing to Joey. "You too, if yer'hungry."

Yi resumes her sitting on the couch, carefully munching down on the pizza so as not to get toppings all over the farmhouse couch and floor. Her eyes glance back over to Joey, and she nods, still chewing on the slice. After swallowing, she licks her lips. "Maybe you can teach me that sometime too," she replies. "It would be an interesting gift to know."

Helen announces, "I'm dumb, but I'm not blonde. And I'm a-lookin' for a deedname. Because I can." She sticks her tongue out at Alicia, adding, "...and I'm not hungry!"

Joey's eyes brighten, ever so, as the thought of getting free food is mentioned. "I...girl, I can't. I made this promise, and i plan to go through with it, and if I eat now, I ain't gonna stop and nothing'll get done, on my part." To Yi, he nods. "Saved Junior's ass and mine on our Rite," he agrees. "I can work that out with you, no sweat. Might be looking for something to learn myself soon, too."

Alicia grins at Joey, teasing him. "Well, if /no one/ else is ganna eat it. You may as well take it back ta' the church an pass it out ta' the rest of the Gnawers then." She pops Helen in the arm, huffing.

"Y'could take a slice'r two with," Bernie suggests, breaking off as Alicia suggests the same thing, only better, "....yeah, like she said."

Joey laughs. "Oh, hell, they'd love that, I can tell ya," he says. He looks to Bernie. "You ready?"

Helen snorts. "Leave me alone, sister, or I'll kick your ass," she proclaims, and grabs Alicia, giving her a full-fledged noogie.

Alicia bursts into laughter, snagging Helen around the waist. She weaves a foot between her legs and throws her to the ground, coming down ontop. "Dammit! No way, Ah'll hug you to death. Bitch."

Bernie nods, with a slight shrug. "Yup, all set..." She adjusts her backpack and jacket, and nods again, glancing over to the other cubs tussling on the floor, with a grin. "...we better go b'fore they break out th' choc'late puddin'..."

"Kinky bitch," Helen tells Alicia, squirming to get herself out from under the galliard.

Alicia grins and moves forward, sliding her knees over Helen's shoulders. She's not strong, but definitly limber. Dropping her hands down, she begins to tickle her ribs without mercy.

Yi takes another bite out of her pizza crust, nodding again to Joey and eyeing the two cubs as well. "Well," she says after drinking the last of the cocoa in the mug, "I could help you out, carry the pizza back to the city."

Helen bursts into a fit of giggles. She's laughing so hard she can't say much but, "Stop!"

Another stomach growl from Joey. Chocolate does that to Gnawers. Really, it does. "Stop that, girl," he says with a grin. "Don't go start teasin' men like that," he says, then just eyes the cubs on the floor, wrestling. "Huh, Jay was right," he mutters, mostly to himself. Yi gets a nod. "That works. I don't mind if ya come with."

Alicia continues to tickle her, laughing as well. "No way! Who's yer Alpha baby? Who's yer Alpha?"

"Aliiiiiiiiiiiiiicia," Helen squeaks, giggling. "Stop!"

Bernie bursts out laughing at Alicia's latest comment, and shakes her head. "C'mon, let's boost th' pizza an' break b'fore it gets contagiou..."

Alicia falls off her, laughing hard, holding her stomach. "Oh my god.... "

Yi carefully avoids the two tussling cubs before she breaks for the kitchen to wash the mug out in the sink, snag some paper towels and wrap up the pizza with it. Coming back out, she manuevers around the pair again, laughing at their antics before nodding to the two Gnawers.

Alicia stands up, snagging Helen along the way, tears streaming down her face from laughing, cheeks red.

Joey looks to both female Gnawer raggies. "Ok, yo, we all set?"

"Set," Bernie replies, heading to the door and opening it for her elders. "Later, 'licia, Helen."

Yi nods, putting on her sweatshirt and slipping the carefully multi-layer wrapped pizza in the front of her sweatshirt pocket. "Ready," she says, turning to the two cubs. "See you later, you two,"

Alicia huffs a bit, waving to them. "Aww... bye.." She pretends to sniff.

Joey tips his hat to the women wrestlers, giving them a smile. "Ok, cool," he says, turning around to leave.

Helen almost slips. "Huh? Bye." She blinks, and peers at Alicia. "C'mere, I wanna show you something."

Alicia smiles and nods her head, motioning to her. "Lead the way sis."

Joey leads the way inside the Church proper, making sure the others are following behind. "Okay, then," he says, turning as he's about halfway down the aisle. He looks to Yi, smiles, then turns to Bernie. "Ok, what are we,' he asks. "All three of us."

Bernie mrms. "Ragabash Bone Gnawer G'rou?" she ventures, pushing an unruly curl back and setting her backpack down on a pew.

Yi grins, keeping her hands inside the warmed sweatshirt pocket and nodding to Joey. "Sounds right to me."

Joey takes off his hat, running a hand through mousy brown hair, probably not washed. "Perfect. And what does that make us?"

"Three sources of trouble," Yi blurts, then smirks with a wink. Her next activity takes her to leaning against a pew and letting Joey get on with his teaching.

"...much less than being neurosurgeons would?" The cub gives a sheepish grin, and shrugs, "...I'm not sure whatcher lookin' for, there. 'side from what Yi said... an' scouts an' stuff like that?"

"The shit," Joey says, flashing a wide grin. "Yi's real close, but we're Raggies, and that means we're the shit." He takes his hat off with a flourish, turning around. "Let the others have their Laws, their Songs, their Spirits, and their huge freakin' muscles. we got everything else, which makes us the most important folks." He looks back to the women. "It's that, that knowledge of yerself, that knowledge that we Rule, that makes this gift work." he reaches onto a nearby pew, reaching for something he has there. It's a six pack of beer, in bottles. he takes one, putting the rest on the floor. "It's all a matter of taking something you got closed, and telling it 'who's yer daddy.' He stares at the bottle, and the cap flies off. "Like that."

Bernie giggles, watching avidly. "Kickass," she declares, shaking her head slightly. "....a'ight, I think I c'n overcome my natural humble an' modest tendencies an' learn that... how d'ya start?"

Joey takes a gulp of the beer, then points to the box on the floor. "First, ya take one of those. And these are the type ys need a bottle opener for, so there ain't no cheating on this." With the same free hand, he slaps his forehead. "No cheating? Shit, I forget who I am sometimes. "Just look at the cap, and make it your...boy, I guess is the word for it.'

Yi admits quietly she hasn't seen this sort of way to teaching things. Then again, her gifts were taught by a little more stringent ragabash, if that was possible. "Interesting," she grins. "Any sort of trick to it? I have seen people open those with their bare hands, but not with a blink of the eye."

Bernie looks as if at least one comment is begging to emerge, but swallows whatever it is and nods once, almost solemnly. She leans over and picks up one of the bottles, looking it over closely, reading the label.

"Kinda," Joey admits. "It's a big part of the gift. All Garou got that inner mojo thing going on. So, you tap into that Mojo, right, and feel, as opposed to saying, that you want that cap off, you want that lock to pop, you want that door to open, you want that lid off the fire hydrant off cause it's summer and you're dry as the Alpo in those huge freakin' bags." he shrugs. "Want it bad enough, and it'll work for ya."

"Mojo...right," Yi catalogs this into her own vocab while she watches Bernie with interest.

Bernie makes a slight face at the bottle, but turns it in her hand so it faces nice and straight, and concentrates on it a while. Her eyes narrow a bit as she focuses on the cap, and she leans against the pew, lifting her other hand up to help support the beer.

Joey smiles, sitting down. "Relax, Bern. You can sit if you want. Just let it go through ya, and don't force it. You're opening a bottle, not taking a dump," he says, ever so couth. "Take the want, and put that into your focusing and shit."

Yi can't help but laugh at Joey's comment, nodding at Bernie. "Use the Force, Bernie," she grins. Hey, an uncultured couth like her /must/ rent videos of the classics and get assimilated into the culture.

Junior opens the outer door and steps inside, shutting the door behind him.

Bernie snirks, concentration totally broken by that, and shakes her head. "Yeah, a'ight..." She drops into the pew, and puts her feet up on the back of the one in front, crossing them at the ankles. She holds the bottle out a bit, and looks at it a while, thoughtfully. She grins at Yi's comment, and nods, "...The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force...." One brow quirks, giving her an almost Spock-like expression for a moment, and then she blinks. "...hey, I think maybe it moved a little..." She pokes it lightly.

Junior snickers softly, seeing what's up. And at the Force comment. "Do. Do or do not. There is not try."

Joey holds up a hand, drinking his brew from his own pew. He chuckles. "No touching," he chides, wagging a finger back and forth. "But if it moved, just follow through..."

Yi edges a little closer to examine the bottlecap, searching to see if it moved or if it was just the imagination. "Keep going, maybe it will fly some distance," she chuckles quietly. 'There are always weapons.'

Junior pads over towards Joey. "Hey, bro."

Bernie grins briefly before going serious again. She regards the cap, lifting her chin slightly as she focuses on it again. So, a'ight... own the cap and make it squeal... decide you really want to make it come off the bottle... the train of thought is almost visible. She keeps concentrating on it for quite a few seconds, maybe a full minute or even more, before she looks slightly distracted a moment, gaining just the hint of a smile before the cap does suddenly pop off -- not with the impressive force of Joey's demonstration, just a tiny jump of a centimeter or two. But it's off nevertheless... the cub squeaks, startled, and drops the bottle. Oops. She drops her legs from the pew and ducks down, scrambling to pick it up before it gets all over the floor. "...think it worked," she remarks a bit sheepishly.

Junior chuckles softly, and glances at Joey. "You sure she's one of us? Wasting beer like that?" He grins.

"Hey oi," Joey says to his Ritemate. He motions with a hand for Junior to turn around. "Got the kid working on a Gift. Reminded me that I gotta go out and learn too." He fixes Junior with a look. "As do you." The result of Bernie's attempt elicits a chuckle, and Joey stands up on the pew, looking. "Hey, cool, it worked. Just don't drop the beer. That's a rule all Gnawers should be all told about. Add it to the Litany and shit." He gives Junior another look. "Be nice," he chides.

"She's just practicing. Maybe there's a gift to make the beer just jump out of the bottle and into your mouth," Yi snickers, finally bringing out those pizza slices she tried to keep at least at lukewarm. "So, are you ready for dinner or?" Her question is accompanied by the unwrapping of some paper towels to reveal at least half a pizza crammed into the package. Handing the paper towel to Bernie, she grins. "Here, use this."

Bernie passes the beer off to Yi in exchange for the paper towels, with a grateful smile. She mops up the remnants, adding to Junior, "I dunno, mostly Bud makes a better floorwax than a beverage... lookit that shine!" She grins, coming back up with the sodden paper towels, and glances around for a decent trash receptacle.

Joey smirks, just so. "If'n there was, Yi, I'd have learned it." He calls out to the cub, very pleased. "Good Job, Bern. He indicates the pizza with a free hand. "Have a Ganwer Snack." He raises his eyebrows. "And an Expensive raggie to boot. Hell, I'm impressed with ya more and more as we go on."

Yi passes pizzas round, her waitress skills pretty top. "Have you heard from Julie on the chain?" she asks the two cliaths while looking around for a trash can herself. Not in this church, it seems. Maybe one downstairs?

"Side effects of lettin' Matt teach me, I think," Bernie replies to Joey with a rather proud grin as she collects the other trash from Yi. "An' thanks. Save me a slice? Gonna go down an' toss this stuff out." She starts otward the door to the basement.

Junior nods to Junior. "Yeah, I know." He grins, watching Bernie and his ritemate. "Hmm. Heard a little."

Joey taps a finger against his mouth. "Like today? I checked a few kid hangouts 'round town today, but no hide nor hair of that kid she told the Chain about." He calls around as Bernie goes past him. "I know him," he says. "Guy kicks ass, in no uncertain terms. He's got free reign to hang out here too when he wants to. He brings us leftover stuff from that place he works at."

Yi nods to Bernie, saving her a couple of pieces while glancing to the other two Gnawers. "If we play her instinct, maybe he's another one of us," she comments. "What's the boy look like?"

Bernie pauses at the door, turning around and flashing an absolutely room-brightening grin. "I know," she replies to Joey, "I helped with unpackin' it an' puttin' it in th' fridge, last time..." With that, she turns again and ducks down the stairs.

[A pause...]

Bernie returns, free of garbage, and wanders over to Yi to pick up her waiting pizza, then drops back into one of the pews, getting comfortable to start eating it. She glances at the others to catch up on the conversation.

Joey is just chilling. Eating some pizza, having a Bud. He chuckles. "Not even asked to do it, and he just shows up with food. Hell, sometimes sounds like he's more Gnawer than Fianna.' he changes the subject. "How you doin' out at the Farm, girl?"

Yi slides into the pew beside Bernie, setting up one foot on the edge of the seat to observe and spend a little quality time with her Gnawer family. It'd been awhile since she spent time in the church longer than a few minutes.

Junior nods to Joey. "Yeah. Matt's great."

Bernie chews and swallows her bite before answering, rude to talk with one's mouth full, after all, "...we went t' th' Umbra an' Kaz asked Shadow Claws t' come say hi, he's a Rat spirit, their pack totem? Anyhow, he was really startled Matt wasn' onea us, it was funny. He 'pproved of 'im." She shifts positions a bit, curling her feet up beside her. "An' I'm doin' well out there, I think. Learnin' shit an' all."

Joey busts out laughing as Bernie describes the encounter with the Rat Spirit. "Mama approves. Kickass." He gulps down a bit more of his beer, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. "Take a load off. I'll give you a hint for living out there."

Yi also looks up at the newmoon cliath, eyebrow raised and curious what sort of tips he has for living the farm life.

Junior grins, waiting to hear Joey's words of wisdom.

Bernie gestures with her slice, "Enlighten me, oh wise one..." She smiles and goes back to eating it as she listens.

Joey puts down the bottle, and rubs his hands together. "Well, the best advice is lay low. Socialize, but don't draw attention to yourself with the Elder types of other Tribes. DO what they ask you, and stay there and listen. It'll be like you're invisible, and you hear tons of cool Sept Politics shit."

"Like what?" the cub queries, cocking her head, "...I dunno anythin' 'bout Sept Politics yet.... dunno that much 'bout th' Sept, period, really..." She considers, munching another bite of pizza. "What all should I know?"

"For your reference, and sometimes theirs," Yi chips in. "I know few of the tribes around here and their ways, but one can always learn by watching. So far it's just been Fianna don't like Shadow Lords, and the Get don't like anybody it seems. And Children of Gaia, are nice folks." She blinks. "But keepin' a cub in the farmhouse for so long is a strange way to get her taught anything."

Joey hmmms. "Well, Yi's got the right of who likes who an' all." He thinks about this, taking another beer and popping it without touching the cap. It's maaaaagic. "The Farmhouse, from what i figured out, is tradition. Some whole big think about how we got reps of all thirteen Tribes around. We're sent there to get to know the ways of the others. Probably a way for our elders to get us to socialize, make others like us and pack with them."

Junior nods quietly. "You'll get t' know people out there better than if you were just stuck here in the church."

Bernie shakes her head slightly. "Poor 'licia," she murmurs, "...but 'least they come get her an' take her t' learn things sometimes... an' 'parently she's gonna be taken t' go live wolf-like for a while, from what she said..." She shrugs a little, and finishes off the slice. Eyeing Joey's bottle, she asks, "...anyone wanna beer? I wanna practice that s'more..."

Yi eyes the beer cautiously, but curiosity gets the better of her. "Well, I'll try one if it's not too much," she starts. Her hand comes up to run through her dark hair, and she glances at the others with a sheepish grin. "I, ah, haven't tried beer before. Never got past the smell," she admits.

Joey pipes up now. "I'm good," he says, then reaches under the pew he's on. At Yi's words, he produces a cardboard carry-all of Snapple. A 12-pack. "You don't have to if you don't want to," he says. "I prepped for this in case y'all didn't want the beer. Works the same way."

Bernie reaches over and plucks a bottle from among its siblings, dropping back into a comfy position on the pew. "A'ight then, lessee here..." She pauses, and glances at Yi, "...still want it? Wouldn' wanna waste it anythin'."

Yi glances at the Snapple pack, then at the beer. Rubbing the back of her neck, she leans her side against the pew, then nods to Bernie. "Why not... I might as well follow my word. Open it," she tells the cub, feeling daring on the night of the new moon.

Junior chuckles. "Don't worry. I'll drink whatever's left."

Joey is relaxes, munching on a single slice of pizza. He looks over again, very curious to see if Bernie has the hang of it. "I remember being that young, Junior," he says, mock-nostalgic.

Junior snickers. "You're STILL that young."

"Technically," Bernie points out a little dryly, "y'haven't -been- this young yet..." She lifts the bottle, and regards it a few moments, this time tilting her head a bit defiantly at it as she focuses. It takes about half a minute before she quirks a brow at the thing and smirks slightly, at which, for some reason, the cap agrees to vacate the premises. It pops off a bit more impressively than the first time, though still nothing to write home about. Assuming you consider minor telekinesis normal, that is. This time she doesn't drop it, but grins in a somewhat self-satisfied manner and passes it over to Yi with a flourish, "...yer drink, m'dame." She looks over to Joey, "...cool. Thanks... you're a good teacher an' all."

Joey looks a bit taken aback at this, deciding to smack Junior upside the head for the comment another time. "You...mean it?" he asks. "Like, for real?"

Junior grins at Bernie. "Careful....if his head swells too much, he won't be able to wear his cap...."

Yi takes up the bottle with cool demeanor, scenting the smell of fresh Budweiser. "Well, you've certainly taught her a gift, if not a neat trick to use against stubborn locks. To Joey, Teaches-With-Beer." A grin, and she holds up the beer in that manner she's seen in the movies of how people toast, and lifts the bottle to her lips in one helluva chug. Quite unusual, but the best way to get through possibly nasty tasting stuff is to down it in one go, be it beer or chinese herbal medicine.

"...well, either that or I'm a damn good student," Bernie replies with a bit of airy arrogance, and then grins, "...prolly both. Yeah, I got th' basics down, right? So obviously, th' way y' teach it works..." She directs the grin at Junior, and nods, "...don't worry... worst case scenario, I gotta pin in here somewhere..." she gestures at the backpack.

Junior snickers. "That's one way t' get the swelling down, i guess..."

Joey rolls his eyes. "Sure, sure, pick on the short kid," he says. He raises his own bottle. "To Bernie. If all students were this cool, I'd have no troubles in the world. Not that I've really taught any other cubs, but still..."

Finishing the entire bottle in two swigs, Yi sets down the emptied beer with a small clunk against the pew. Brow furrowing briefly, she shakes her head and coughs, exhaling with the alcoholic touch to her breath. "Guh..." Another few seconds, and she looks up at the others. "I might get used to it," she says with a small smile. To Junior she tilts her head. "Sorry, I didn't leave any..."

Junior grins at Yi. "Eh, that's OK. I drink my share of it as is."

Bernie laughs, and makes a quick, flamboyant little bow, not so coincidentally getting one of the Snapples as she rises. "Thank ya, thank ya, no applause please, just throw money...." She glances at the Snapple bottle appraisingly.

Joey just laughs. "My, aren't we humble," he says. "But no throwing of money til after you Rite, okay?" He picks up a beer, pops that one open too and hands it to Junior. "Here, already."

Junior grins, taking the beer. "Why, thank you!" He chuckles, and takes a hefty swallow.

Yi remains leaning against the bench, still tasting the beverage on her tongue and lips. "We ought to have meets like this more often," she remarks with a small click. "Have any of you seen Nevada by chance?" Her eyebrow arches up slightly in question.

Bernie gives Joey a wide-eyed innocent look, "Only following your lessons, oh wise one..." She grins, and focuses on the Snapple, giving it a look that quite clearly says that it is her bitch, and it will enjoy it, dammit. The different type of cap resists for several seconds, but then comes off with a satifying pop of the safety button. The cub giggles, and shakes her head, murmuring, "that is -so- kickass..."

Joey hrms, shaking his head. "Not recently. I hang out here, but I go in and out a lot. What's up?" Bernie gets an approving smile. The whole thing seems to tickle him as much as it does her.

"I've just been wondering where he's gone off to," Yi replies, twirling the empty bottle around on its base. "He hasn't been around as often as he used to when Jay was around. And Alicia's arrival has set him almost into a hermit's life. I haven't seen him, and it worries me."

Joey just blinks, apparently having missed something between then and now. "I know Jay dying hit him hard,' he says, wondering. "Alicia...that Child of Gaia cub? What's up with that?"

".....they useta go out," Bernie explains after a sip of Snapple and some thought, "there's history." She shifts position on the pew, stretchngg out a little.

Apparently the beer is having a bit of effect, as Yi goes on to explain, "Nevada an' Alicia were in a relationship, and he told her he didn't love her anymore after we found out she was Garou. Told her at the farmhouse, I think..." Again her brow furrows in thought. "Well I'm not quite sure anyway..."

Joey just looks surprised. "Hell," he mutters. "What are the chances of all that happening? Shee-it," he mutters, again, taking a drink. "Hope no one finds out about that. Even if it were beforehand, before they knew they was garou, that could still get hairy for them both."

Junior nods. "Better t' keep it quiet."

Bernie sighs softly and reads the back of the Snapple bottle, looking slightly less happy than before.

Joey looks up again. "Penny, Bernie. For your thoughts, I mean."

Yi sort of senses the somber mood starting to develop, and looks apologetic. "'m sorry Bernie, didn't mean to ruin the mood." Her beer bottle twirling stops. "So how about setting up an appointment with me, to have another little lesson like this one?" The hints of a small, hopeful smile creeps over her featuers.

"...'s nuttin'," Bernie replies, taking another sip, "...'d ya know this stuff's made from th' best stuff on earth? Or so they claim, anyway..." She pauses, "...shouldn't it be free then? No, wait, tha's th' best things -in life-. Carry on." A quick nod to Yi, "...sure. Whatcha got in mind?"

Joey flashes a grin. "Sure," he says to Yi. "I can do that." He looks to Bernie. "You sound just like Junior here, reading everything off the bottles. Like, Bookworm-Squared or somethin'."

Yi looks up towards the rafters. "Well, maybe we can do a scout sorta thing, or another gift teaching. There's one that is like that..ah... Jedi mind twister... Change people minds, make them think something different, that sort."

Joey flashes a smile. "Know that one, too." He thinks again. "Well, I won't put any of you near the Sewers, but if Bernie hasn't been in the Umbra...oh, wait, she just said she did. Well, we can show her the park, if that's cool."

Bernie smirks slightly, glances at the bottle again as she idly replies to Joey, "...'d I mention my cubname's Reads-In-Darkness?" Yi's comment draws a raised eyebrow, and a bit more of a smile, "....yeah? That sounds pretty cool too.... these are not th' beers you're lookin' for..." At Joey's comment, she almost involuntarily sits up close to straight, looking over to him, "...Harbor Park?"

Joey nods quickly. "That's the one. It's a cool place to look around, and right on the border of the city, and the hell hole that is the River on the flip side." He sighs. "I was looking, when I was a cub, to make a pack there, but it's not to be considered pack territory for some reason. Like...communal Sept property or something like that, from what i was told."

Bernie's widen slightly. "...that's what I wan'ed t' do, too," she says, startled. "They won't let us? How come not? Doesn' -look- like th' whole sept's focusin' real hard on it..."

Yi chuckles, then clears her throat softly. "Harbor Park's where we found you, remember?" she glances at Bernie. "Maybe you can ask Big Dog about that some more," she notes to Joey. "I don't think I've gone sideways in this city yet. Been told not to, and the sewers are evidence enough. I won't go poking my nose in there alone. Harbor Park should be watched, and most of us take care of it anyway, right?"

Joey nods again. "I figure a jump over for the gnawers can't be that bad, just go in groups, I says. Most of the Cityfolk keep a watch on it. And Bern, that was the same thing I said about the whole thing, too."

"'course I r'member," Bernie replies, "...I'm there all th' time, 'least, when I'm not at th' Farmhouse." She makes a face at Joey's comment, and nods. "We could try 'gain," she suggests, "How would it hurt 'em all t' have anyone spec'ly concerned with it?"

Joey shrugs. "You wanna team up on it, Bern, I'm all game for that. We gotta figure that out more, especially the whys, because it didn't make much sense to me."

Bernie nods once, firmly. "Cool. Yes, def'nitely. 'spect Matt'll prolly help 'f we ask... can we go see it in th' Umbra? Please?" She glances around at the cliaths, hopefully.

Yi nods in agreement with the two, and grins at Bernie. "If you want. I'm curious to see what's there as well."

Joey stands up, nodding. "Yeah, we''ll take you, once the moon's bigger. In a new Moon like this, the Umbra's darker than my dating chances. Matt'd prolly need permission from his Elders for us to take him along." he stuffs his hands into his pockets. "Going for smoke. Be back in a few," he says, heading towards the door.

Bernie sighs slightly, and nods, glancing off sideways into space, with the sort of thoughtful expression that makes many worry when it's on a ragabash. "A'ight... smoke well an' all... thanks."

"We don't want to chance meeting something that wants to eat us, so to say," Yi chuckles sardonically. She waves to Joey as he departs, and eyes Bernie a little.

Yi gets up and strides over towards Bernie's spot. She leans up against the pew and tilts her head to the side slightly. "Something wrong?"

"Jus' thinkin'," Bernie replies somewhat noncommittally. She drains the rest of the Snapple, and retrieves the lid from the floor to close the empty bottle.

Sliding down into the pew, she glances at the cub and exhales softly. "Do you miss anyone?" The question comes out of the blue, but it's something to be thinking about possibly.

Bernie toys with the bottle slightly, "...what, like fam'ly an' friends an' all? Nah, not much really. I mean, I love my fam'ly an' all, an' sometimes I miss 'em, but not like wan'in' t' go back or anythin'...."

Yi glances back up into the rafters, as if she were searching for something there. "I've no family except the one I have now," she murmurs. "Sometimes I want to go back, but I suppose that's why Grandmother sent me over here, to learn about things beyond the sept at home." She turns her head to gaze at Bernie. "Still have a lot to learn about before I think I can go back. Do you think you'll ever go back?" The question curious, maybe a little probing, but well meaning.

Bernie considers. "...well, t' visit at least... wanna find out sometime if they knew 'bout all this, an' how come they di'n' tell me, an' if any of th' others are 'rou too... y'know, all that."

Yi nods, slowly easing up to her feet. "I didn't know my mother was a Garou until I found out I was one," she laughs softly, though a little darkly. "Well, what do you say we head back to the farmhouse, and show Alicia what you can do?" Her hand reaches out in offering.

Bernie accepts, and stands, slipping her backpack back onto her shoulder. "Sure..." she nods, "an' I c'n practise on some other stuff..." She nibbles her lower lip slightly.

Yi nudges Bernie in the shoulder softly. "Even the clowns have their frowns," she says softly before slipping an arm in a friendly hug about Bernie. "Let's go eh?"

Bernie nods, with a half-smile, and heads toward the door.

[...at the Farmhouse]

Alicia blinks a bit at Lucca and chuckles. "Hey, since you two are like.. inta' that stuff, can ya pick up a TV for us?"

Cindy shakes her head and her grin softens. "That'd break the rules, you know? No electronic Weaver stuff in the farmhouse. Bad for the cublings."

Yi arrives again at the farmhouse, a little more than tired now after travelling the route from city to farmhouse twice. Beside her, Bernie in tow, with a new trick.

"I'm pretty sure I heard there useta be one, but someone broke it," Bernie chimes in as she comes through the door. "...so it can't be that stringent..."

Lucca nods once. "I already kinda bent it by gettin' you scrubs all that Isaac Asimov, I don't wanna, you know. Scare off the fairies or somethin'." She rubs the lump-o-obsidian she has in her hand thoughtfully, turning her head a little as more people wander in.. "Yi! Bernie! Check out the black Kryptonite I found."

Alicia grins. "If that was completley true, we wouldn't have working showers, or even a gas oven, you know, pipes running through the house, yadda yadda. Everything is of the Weaver, whether or not it beeps, displays a picture, or is a spork. I think a TV is a far cry from..well... hot wiring the entire house with christmas lights." Her lips pull into a grin.

The younger Glasswalker snorts softly and she merely shrugs towards Alicia. "I don't know, Ali. Not my decision." Cindy offers a bright smile to Yi and Bernie as they enter.

"Have to wonder what this house looks like on the other side," Yi remarks softly as she casts a glance at the 'black kryptonite' in Lucca's hand.

Alicia grins. "You stole my name for it Lucca. You so owe me a million bucks now for copy right infringement or something."

Bernie pauses slightly at Alicia's last comment, looking a tad thoughtful. Good thing Christmas just passed. She wanders over to look at the stone. "Nice," she declares, "...obsidian? Where'd ya find it? 's cool..."

Lucca addresses the questions/statements in alphabetical order - "Bite me," in a pleasant tone; "Up in the mountains, it was a bitch to bring back," and finally "Probably all, you know, misty and shit."

Yi motions with a slight movement of her head to Bernie. "As much as I don't want to taunt spirits of things, I think you should show them what you learned from Joey." She smiles, slipping down onto the couch.

Cindy drifts towards the couch as well. "What'd you learn, Berns?" Cindy gives the cub a good once-over, smiling all the while, and then seats herself next to Yi.

Alicia flops down onto the couch next to Cindy, plopping a pillow in the Walker's lap, soon followed by her head as she kicks her legs up on the arm.

Bernie grins, "...wellll... let's see here...." She glances thoughtfully around the room for something suitable to demonstrate with. A slightly mischevious smirk slips across her lips, and she focuses on Alicia -- or perhaps just slightly to one side of her. Lifting her head slightly, she gets a somewhat cocky and imperious expression for a moment, and... one of Alicia's earrings falls off. Satisfied, she shrugs, and relaxes back into a normal grin. "Tada," she drawls.

"Holy lord, that's a neat trick!" Cindy nearly jumps from her seat, though Alicia's head keeps her down. "Can you do heavy stuff? Like a starfighter or something?"

Alicia blinks and lifts her head up, scrambling after the falling ear ring. "Hey, that was so weird ass."

Bernie giggles. "The force is with me...." She considers the question a moment, and shakes her head, "I don' think so, I mean, I couldn' move one... but I bet I could get inside if they parked one out there..." She indicates the front lawn with a tilt of her head. The grin widens, "...cool, innit?"

The glasswalker grins ear to ear, "Sure beats my television trick." Cindy nods her head towards Bernie before she assists Alicia in locating the lost earing.

Yi chuckles and shifts slightly as the Walker and Coggie cub scramble about. Bernie gets a small wink and a grin, and nods her approval. "But don't use it for stealing cars now, don't go to the dark side."

Alicia searches through the cushions. "Ah'learned tha'talking gift from Adam las'night. The one he called persuasion. Its dope. Two done, one ta' go." She finds the back end of her ear ring.

"Ooh..." A quick glance to Yi from the other Gnawer, "...that th' one you were talkin' bout? For next?" Bernie bounces slightly on the balls of her feet.

Chaser doesn't knock; just kicks the door and comes in.

Cindy finds the main portion and she offers it to Alicia. "Tada! It may be broken, but we can rebuild it!" She giggles in amusement and hardly glances up as Chaser enters.

The tall Get pauses just inside the door, glancing around, bemusement coming to her hard eyes. "Shit. There any beer left in the fridge?"

Alicia takes it from her, eyes glittering brightly as she smiles to Cindy, jumps at the sound of the door being kicked in. Turning around, her eyes glance upwards towards the taller female. "Yup.. Sho' is.."

Yi nods with a smile before the newmoon Get kicks in the door and makes her presence known. "Hello Chaser-rhya," she greets, then glances towards the kitchen. The mention of beer suddenly makes Yi remember the taste of the drink and she grimaces slightly.

Chaser summons a not-quite smile. "Good," she answers, heading for the kitchen to get herself one.

Alicia shifts her eyes back to Cindy and Yi, mouthing the words 'Who's that?'.

"'f you guys'll 'scuse me," Bernie remarks, "...I gotta go upstairs a few. Be right back..."

Yi bites down her look of amusement as Chaser steps into the kitchen, and mouths back, 'That's Chaser. Get of Fenris.' She accompanies this with her two hands held above her head, crinos fashion. Rarr.

Bernie giggles quietly, heading toward and up the stairs.

"What," The woman tosses over her shoulder. "I smell bad or somethin'?" Glass rattles a little as she gets out a bottle.

[...Bernie is upstairs for a while...]

Bernie trundles quietly back down the stairs, glancing over the banister and toward the living room as she does, to see who remains.

Chaser scowls. "I don't /want/ you to be /anything/," she growls, stalking over, the bottle held at her side. Her other hand grabs at the notebook.

Alicia literally stumbles off the couch, quickly backing up and away from her. Glancing over, she spies Bernie, and quickly makes her way over, face pale.

Chaser doesn't seem intent on harassing the girl; instead, her focus is on the pages, as she flips through. Her expression is dark, thoughtful.

Chaser doesn't read anything, certainly--just glances over a few of the drawings. "Not bad," she says curtly, thrusting the notebook back at the girl. The hard eyes settle on Alicia's face. "You ever done ink? Or you just draw?"

Alicia takes the notebook slightly, still drawing away from her. Her voice trembling. "Yes.. ah've done ink...fo'ah'few o'muh friends."

Bernie's brow furrows, and she wanders into the living room, watching the scene. "Soo...." she asks, "...how'zit goin' in here?"

Chaser tips her head to one side. "Yeah. Fine." It's an answer, maybe, but she doesn't glance toward the question. Her attention is on Alicia.

Alicia continues to keep her eyes down at her feet under the stare of Chaser. She grips the notebook tightly in her hands. One hand reaches up to brush away a few lingering strands of hair from her face, tucking them back.

Chaser purses her lips, as if in thought. "Some of your lines aren't bad," she says.

Bernie moves further into the room, stopping by Alicia, and glances at the other cub's notebook. "Can I see?"

Alicia looks hesitant for a moment, then finally hands it over to the new moon. Glancing up briefly to Chaser, she motions with her head in a slight nod. "Thank you Chaser-Rhya."

Chaser glances up when Bernie speaks; she jerks her chin at the newcomer. "Introduction," she states. It's a command, apparently.

Bernie blinks once, glancing up from the page of the book she'd started to look over. "...huh," she says, a bit surprised, "thought we'd met... oh, right... that was th' day I changed, prolly I only heard your intro, an' I di'n' have one yet. Sorry. Bernie Rosenberg, sometimes called Reads-In-Darkness, Ragabash Bone Gnawer cub. Hi. Nicetameetcha. Officially."

Alicia listens to the two, shifting a bit on her feet. She angles herself towards the kitchen.

Chaser nods curtly. "City Rotagar. Good." Her mouth quirks upward at one corner. "You needta learn anything, you can come t'me."

Alicia pages: Inside the notebook is some poetry, but mostly art work. There's a really good pic of the caern, a few good pics of Bernie and Matt hanging out, one of Matt hugging Bernie while she looks upset. A picture of Yi, a pic of Rushes-In and Nevada. A letter to Tom.

Bernie grins quickly at Chaser. "Thanks," she replies, "'s good t' know; 'ppreciate that." Her eyes dart back to the notebook, and the picture there, lingering a moment. She flips the page, quickly skimming past anything written, and looks at a few more. A quick glance over her shoulder to Alicia, and she remarks, "...I di'n' know y'could draw, 'licia... you're good, y'know?" She looks back to the notebook, flipping through a few more pages, and pauses on one before flipping the book shut again, and returning it to its rightful owner.

Alicia takes it and shrugs her shoulders a bit. "Ah'm ok. Ah'm no van'gough o'any'fing. I just.. put hours an hours inta' one picture so it can look good, then I go onta' th' next. Ah've seen people do what ah'can do in tin'minutes an make it look way bettah." She steps into the kitchen, ducking her head a bit.

Chaser takes a swig from her bottle of beer, glancing after Alicia. "She touchy or somethin'?"

Bernie shakes her head, following the glance. "...nah, 'licia's cool..." She stretches a little, and takes a quick look toward the window, and the world outside. "...so 's new an' excitin'? I guess I missed a lot while I was upstairs, huh?"

In the back of the house, There's a few clinks from inside the kitchen, Alicia's form passing by the doorway. She seems to be preparing something for herself.

Chaser shakes her head minutely, taking another swig. "Nah." She lifts a shoulder, and adds, "Since we're doin' formalities. Chaser-Never-Rests, Get Ragabash. Fostern."

Bernie grins. "...still niceta meetcha," she replies, pushing her curls back. "I hate t' greet an' run, but I'm kinda tired, prolly gonna head up an' sleep. Hope y' don't mind?"

Chaser shakes her head. "Nah." Another swig and she gives the girl a brief, hard study. "They treatin' you aright?"

"Yup!" Bernie replies cheerfully, starting toward the stairs, "'s all good. T'day I learnt th' gift for openin' closed things, even, that was pretty cool..." She sounds fairly proud of the accomplishment. "So yeah, 's def'nitely a'ight. Thanks for askin'."

Chaser nods curtly. "Sure. Sleep good."

Bernie, who's started upward, stops at the landing and leans over. "You too, when y'do!" she replies brightly, "See ya soon..." and then continues on her way.