He sat there the way he always did most of his appearance and faced blocked off, meaning people would have to be looking at him for some time and by then hed see them doing so. As he talked to Izzy he had the side of his hood puffed up hiding the right side of his face which hides most of his face from the crowd except for his hazel eyes.
He sigh slightly it was taking a while for Izzy to reply to him and he was growing weary if she was getting nervous of him, he knew he could seem imitating or some times even hostile in his body language and it was the main reason people talked to him and probably why Jeremy was reluctant to do so. He was still watching the people that passed even though his eyes were on Izzy he knew how to pay attention to things he wasnt directly looking at being a useful trite to surprise those who might try sneak up on you
Izzy let herslef have a small scared sort of grin.
"Probably AI izzy-Or Namine- decided to set up a poker tournament on Bethlehem. Jeremy was ordered on vacation after an argument with two Primary members. Stupid arguiment. They nwouldnt stop, even after Jeremy repeatedly said Lets stop this and get on with our jobs."
Izzy swayed a bit. She was honestly a bit scared of Chris. SHe saw now why Jerem was reluctant to apprach Chris these days.
"Well...I better sit down..."
Izzy walked calmly over to her seat. Her body was shaking slightly. For some odd, unknown reason, Izzy was nervous around Chris, and she didnt know why yet.
He just shook his head slightly as she went not sure what she was feeling but knowing he probably made her uneasy, he wondered why she had walked off she had basically ruined the perfect chance she could do to talk to him.*Guess she went back to the safety of her friend.. so easily scared.*he thought to his self, he knew he'd be able to put on the nice guy act infect he could put on a lot of 'masks' like that charming.. These were all useful for being a diplomat and probably the reason why the Council had liked him because he could always throw on the savior act.
He stood up slightly moving over to Isabelle and Ellie's table being only a meter away, the commander had caught Chris' eye due to his commanding nature and that every body with such a title had that certain bit of pride."I would like to apologize for my unfriendly behavior, it may be best to start over again, I am Christopher Dangen now a simple man just passing the time.. May I sit?"He'd motion to the chair at the table that was the furthest away from them both.
He tried to relax his shoulders they were normally always tense on edge the only time when he wasn't on edge was around Mira or his lover, not even in his sleep was he at rest which often led to his hostile attitude and some times confusion when he wakes up, he tried to keep a open and friendly stance the hood down from his face his cloths were neat along with the cloth in the hood and the hood its self draping over the back slightly.
Izzy brought up her mental shield. She yes was nervous, but she for gods sake was the co commander of an effin Alliance ship, and she would show that.
"Sure Chris. Any friend of Jeremy's is a friend of ours."
Ellie shot Izzy a sideways glance of are you crazy but kept tactfully silent.
Izzy twirled a small keyring, which had a small charm at the end.
A small stone, engraved with a simple gold key. Jeremy's icon, his symbol or whatever. Key. Izzy sipped her drink and looked at Chris. Her fear at evaporated with the thought of Jeremy, the eccentric reckless stubborn Order pilot who stole her heart and innocence years ago on the streets of LA.
He watched the ring as it went around deciding she was nervous she was fiddling with a key ring strangely enough he saw Jeremy's insignia on it and just smiled slightly. *Probably a key to his room* He sat down with grace catching Ellie shooting that glance he knew that glace well, his XO and even his old mentor who Chris' had killed did the same to him. Jeremy was like Chris in some ways reckless a smart arse as some would say, Chris was very sarcastic at times and it amused him. But there was also the fact Chris was Ruthless and unpredictable and a lot of other things but people normally never got to see the side of him he kept it well hidden just like his past.
Chris knew he had blind sided every one with his departure from the Order fleet, he was awarded a dedication to the order which was ironic, then he blind sided the Black Sun Armada leaving them also, but in his mind he knew this was all going to happen. "So you must be the Isabelle who Jeremy is in love with, I can see why." He figured most people liked flattery; he turned his head to Ellie. "But you I don't know, I don't exactly stalk the guy." he joked as he made his voice soft and inviting a slight smile on his face as if he was happy to be here.
Ellie crossed her legs and leaned back a bit. She flicked her red hair over her shoulder and looked at Chris. She jungled her foot to unheard music.
"Ellie Hunter. Jeremy's twin sister. And most people wouldnt stalk Jeremy; He's the one person who would stalk someone, and only if me, Izzy, or Rika was in danger."
Ellie leaned back.
"Isabella Rankenstein von Rothschild, would you mind seeing if Hope can send me a sitrep to my 'pad?"
"Ha ha. Already there."
The two laughed and looked at Chris.
"We can be weird at times; Comes with knowing Jeremy. And the fact I'm related by blood and he and Izzy are -in a sense- joined at the hip."
Chris was leaning back in his chair, yawning slightly. "People never stalk me. If they do." He'd make a slicing movement with his finger across his throat. "Some times they get a quick death if they haven't annoyed me. But most don't." there would be a tiny amused smile on his face barely noticeable.
He had his hands on his laps with his fingers out stretched slightly he lent against the chair as if some one in control, relaxed or even if they knew something you didn't, his eyes were a rich hazel color, his legs moving up and down rapidly. "So Isabella, how long have you and Jeremy been going out?" his voice had a bit of joy to it as if pleasant a
"About two years. Since he saved me from some jerks on LA. Crazy people. It was late at night, I was walking home from work, and some guy from my school asked if I needed a ride. As I was climbing into the back, four guys jumped me."
Isabella grinned.
"Jeremy had been stalking me, heh, because he immediatley gunned his engine and followed the van. We where driven to a warehouse. They took me in and where about to rape me when Jeremy came in, swinging his home-made Keyblades. Even back then he read Old Earth stuff way too much. Knocked out two, fractured a skull, broke four arms, and then had the driver on his knees."
He'd sit there thinking grinning slightly. "Why was Jeremy stalking you?" He found it odd that Jeremy was stalking her though he probably just had a crush on her though he thought it was a was something for a creep to do when they stalked some one they liked.
He'd change positions slightly, He never really liked when people got close to him that he did not trust let alone touch him. He'd be leaning back now both of his hands on the straps of the bag that was on his back, it was barely noticeable it was there being smooth and not to large.
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A slight crowd of regulars began to gather near a stage at the center of the Lounge where the grand piano was set up. It was a fine instrument, a polished black and very hard to get in Sirius. Eventually, a man in a white tuxedo with tails made his way to the stage where he took a seat on the piano bench. He then adjusted a microphone and then a harmonica holder around his neck.
The regulars knew him and looked forward to his appearances. He just took a quick look around and gave a smile of approval before he began playing and singing his opening number, an old Earth song that kind of set the mood, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nmn-BYyjBeI...feature=related
In the back part of the crowd, slipped in through a back door after getting some rest, Doreen sat at a small table, her red hair a standout. She loved the music and would come to listen on her off days when he was performing. As she listened, she smiled and rocked her head back and forth on her hands as she enjoyed, sipping on a vodka and tonic.
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