Moon Over Bourbon Street<br/>Something Wicked This Way Comes<br/>Drakon, Magister Mundi<br/>Alexandra, Apostate<br/>Jack the Saxophone Player, Mortal?<br/>'Burin' Elijah Warden, Thyrsus Free Council<br/>'Vulpes' Prof. Elliot Van Graaf, Obrimos Guardian of the Veil<br/><strong>S.J. Jones, Acanthus Free Council</strong><br/>'Damon Jones' Tsutomu Fujimoto, Mastigos Silver Ladder<br/>'Obsidian' Reine Valentine, Moros Adamantine Arrow<br/>'Áfriorda' Elizabeth Brown, Thysus Mysterium<br/>Mia Payroux, Mastigos Silver Ladder<br/>August 22nd, 2005<br/>Cafe du Monde<br/><br/>Sarah Jane listened politely to the old woman’s story about the dog, it was pretty funny though and the street rat had to admit that pain in the arse dogs were more fun. She nodded then as to feeling safer with a dog, “Yeah bein’ on yer own can be sort of dangerous, bat she looks auut fer me and I do ve same fer ‘er.” SJ did not however mention that her home was usually under some bridge or an abandoned building. Quietly thanking Afroida for paying for the taxi she whistled for Horlicks to come away from the bins.<br/><br/>She looked about her at the others and sort of tried to slink into the back ground, briefly wondering how much this new woman had paid for her dreadlocks. Her dog was now close feeling SJ’s discomfort however with food being offered Horlicks seemed a little torn. The street rat looked at them hungrily though they had not been offered, and she had enough manners not to ask. She might look like some ill mannered, from the gutter but Nan had always done right by her, so she would not let her down.<br/><br/>One thing was for sure SJ did not have a clue as to what was going on…<br/>