//Rated M// Dunena Bill and ted

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena his offices on 5th ave to head to Central Park in order to see Bill and Ted (the Llamas). He had put them there as the accommodation that his father had arranged when he had dragged Dunena back from Australia had a stricted leasing agreement -- no one but the leasee, so no Bill and Ted (the Llamas). Then his father had gone on end on about the no animals in the high end loft at all, why Dunena had no idea. Dunena turned left on 59th Street West to go in the 59th Street entrance to the park. It would be only a short walk to the the construction area that Dunena had made for them to stay in till he could get a bigger place for them to hang out.

The area was sounded by DO NOT ENTER signs and DANGEROUS and Muggles always had a sudden need to be else where and else when when they got to close to it.
Dunena just walled stight through and there they were, Bill and Ted ( the Llamas).

"Hello , How was your day? Mine was crap" Dunena spoke to them as he passed through the gate to sit with them. It was liked Dunena expected them to answer him when he talked, which he did because as he saw it as they did talk. "Smoke? Gentleman?" He offered a cigarette to them as he then sat ane lit three smokes and handed one to each to Bill and Ted ( the Llamas) It was then that some one or some thing came through the magical barrier.

[Nathan Wright]

Nathan was dead on his feet much of the last few weeks, ever since he'd taken up the offer to tour with Spellomatic, things wen't going all that great with the tour ever since the lead singer had caught up with 'Tawnyee' and the rest of the band well.. Nathan didn't even want to think of what they where spending much of their time doing. His mother most certainly would not have approved. That worried Nathan, New York worried Nathan, it made him remember the fact that the last time he'd been in New York things hadn't gone the best. Sure professionally his career was never stronger then where there was always another party, another club and another gig but behind it all there was the nagging recollections, doubts and guilt for being so far away from his family and everyone he knew. It was easy to put such things to the back of his mind while on stage, the relentless tour schedule helped but in the midst of it where days like today where you suddenly found yourself wandering around cities you didn't know the name of with nothing to do but a interview for WWBN at such and such time before the big show. Nathan was a bit nervious about all of that, even though they where just the support act and he was just the fill in guitarist afterall just the thought of the microphone being pointed at him with a question was enough to put him into a cold sweat.

Speaking of which "HEY NDUDE.. COKE A LOT OF THIS WOULDYA?" A cigarette was pointed his way.. Nathan might have been innocence but he wasn't stupid enough to not notice that it wasn't a regular cigarette. The remains of the band that had decided to laze around rather then wander off to see the sights where slowly working their way though the bottles of Firewhiskey and assorted other 'goodies' that they'd brought on the road. The smell of the stuff hurt his head and Nathan shook his head "Um.. No I had better......." Nathan looked around desperate for a moment for a excuse.. it came in the form of a meow as Beanpolekitteh looked up at his master before scampering off towards a even odder smell that had been bothering the cat for quite a while. Ignoring the catcalls Nathan followed, awkward amongst all the greenery of the park but at least it made it easier to track the wayward kitten until Beanpole reached a sign that of course.. being a cat it didn't read and went right on in.

Nathan wasn't a cat, and he could read. Danger, Keep Out.. oh dear and Beanpole had walked right in there!? Distraught Nathan walked around the edge of the area hoping for some sign of his cat but there was no signs except for a voice talking.. "Um.." Nathan didn't like this at all, surely there was a policeman around or someone to help rescue his cat? A look turned out to be a negative on that. "Um.. sorry eh.. excuse me?" he called out just a fraction louder.. to a point it might almost have been hearable by a human. "Eh.. .. excuse me.. I um don't want to be a bother but have you seen a cat around here..?" It was hard not to feel foolish talking to a gate to some people he couldn't even see. Nathan worried a bit that people might think him strange.. yes.. a thirty-one year old adult with a guitar case and a magically enlarged knapsack containing his total sum of lifes possessions standing around searching for a cat.. no that wasn't odd at all.

[Dunena Reid]

dunena was sitting with bill and ted (the llama) having a smoke when a cute cat wandering in to the bill and teds (the lamas) happy home in the park.
"well hello there kitty cat" dunena said as he laid down on the grass at the cats level.
"were did you come from" Dunena could sworn it looked over it shoulder to the magic door
Magic door..what???
It was then he heard a quite voice UM and excuse me
Dunena crawled around the cat and away from Bill and ted (the llamas) to the door as the man spoke again
dunena decided that if this person was standing the and not off some were they had to be magical so he poked his head out
turned it up to face the somewhat shaggy heard man
"say have you lost a cat?" dunena asked
"coz if so it thro here with me bill and ted (the llamas). " Dunena pulled his head back thro the door.
and waited for the man to step in

[Nathan Wright]

'Well this was interesting' Beanpole thought as it found two large shaggy things that where munching hay, and some odd looking human that smelt rather like the band they had been with before.. but most certainly cleaner. Beanpole sad straight, tail flicking side to side as the human lay down, ah yes, clearly it was aware of who was the superior species here. Glancing behind it at the doorway Beanpole was of course making a deft statement to the fact that he was a cat and couldn't understand a word humans said.. not that it seemed to matter as a familiar face of his Dad reached his ears. "Meep" Beanpole said putting on the 'I'm a poor and defenseless kitteh pose' while eying the two big hairy things, daring them to cause trouble so he could take a nice bite out of them. Beanie didn't know what they where but he was sure they where.. interesting.

On the outside though Nathan was more and more worried, especially as he heard a telltale Meep! from inside the barrier. In typical style his immediate assumption was that something horrible had happened to his poor kitten. 'What if he's fallen down a well?' Nathan thought wide eyed in horror. Nevermind that they where in the middle of New York and far from any wells, but no doubt if there was a well in New York City it would be just like him to lose his poor defenseless (Ignoring the whole claws and biting thing) kitten in a horrible dark and wet well. Worse he was sure he could hear odd sounds from behind the large assortment of warning signs. This clearly called for desperate measures as Nathan bent down to look under the signs hoping to catch a glimpse of.... wait was that a voice? Nathan was painfully aware of his butt sticking in the air which no doubt was being looked at by whoever it was talking to him. "Um yes. Kind of.. that is.." straightening up Nathan tried to play it cool.. which was hard when you where trying to remember if your jeans where clean and if the other person would notice anyway.. and if they did notice would they hold it against him or be one of "those" kind of people.

It was a bit confusing to find a person with their head sticking out though the assortment of dangerous signs. "Sorry um.. who's Bill and Ted and um.. aren't you worried about the danger?" He most certainly wasn't about to step into some dangerous place with three men.. even if his kitten might have been in there Nathan was starting to get the growing sense of ill ease that there was more going on then met the eye. "Um there isn't any eh.. Wells in there is there?" Nathan asked deciding it was better to be safe then sorry. "I mean it's okay if there is it's just well.. Beanpole.. that's my cat.. he's not all that good at swimming" Nathan added remembering how the cat had been rather less then thrilled to be in the water when they'd gone to the beach. It was a matter of like pet like owner as Nathan had spent the entire day with his usual state of paranoia towards all things big, wet and liable to have gigantic man eating sharks in it. Either way Nathan was concerned, what if Bill and Ted and whoever the other man name was where doing drugs or something equally as bad? Nathan glanced back the way he'd come, no he couldn't leave Beanpole either, clearly he was stuck.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena sat back as he heard the young man mumble about something he light up a joint his 3rd for the night and wait. Bill and Ted ( the llamas) settled down and stared at the cat that was sitting in front of the Magic door Dunena really hated calling it that but the true name of the spell eluded him at this very moment but he was sure he would remember it in time.

"what taking him so long" Dunena said to His friends.
"ARE YOU COMING? YOU GANNA DRAW ATTENTION" Dunena yelled knowing that he was right need not get Muggle looking about they might alert the police who would have a least one Muggle leasion officer on all shifts which after his New York drug bust and his DC disorderly conduct change and the considerable stash he had on him self right now and no one to cover it up in the MOM he need that guy to get in here or go away.

"say cat what you want" Dunena crawled on his belly over to the small cat so they were face to face "Hay kitty Kitty the mouse ran up the clock" Dunena said and Laughed to himself.
" Hey Bill and Ted (the Llamas) come see this kitty he's so cute and fluffy"

[Nathan Wright]

Nathan had hoped for maybe a kind piece of advice in regards to there being both a lack of wells and someone stable minded and kind.. maybe (deep down in his mind where the 'thoughts he wasn't allowed to think where kept he'd have added 'maybe even a woman') to have helped him out. Unfortunately life did not play to Nathan and instead of any of that the head promptly disappeared back behind the wall of signs. Frankly Nathan was really getting a bit concerned about all this. "Um it's.. " Nathan said as he quite clearly heard the other man talking to his friends. Curiously Nathan didn't hear any responses from either Bill or Ted but Nathan brushed it off as him probably just not paying enough attention. He was well used to that accusation having heard it countless times from his mother, brothers, teachers and the world at large. "Look I'm really sorry but um why are you hiding behind all that um stuff?" Nathan asked adding after a moment "eh.. not that I um have any problem with that and everything it's just that Bean.. my cat isn't really used to being in America and I'm worried that he might get lost" maybe it was the smell of the 'not so innocent' smoke in the air, or the strain of being on the road with a band that had a combined IQ of a flobberworm but could it be the impossible was happening and Nathan was annoyed? Possibly. Of course it would be hard to tell what with Nathan being probably the least assertive guy on the planet.

That said even Nathan wasn't so sure about the man's claim about drawing attention, Glancing back the way he came Nathan saw the other guys from Spellomatic lying out in the grass passing the bong and waving their wand around completely oblivious to the thousands of Muggles crowded all around them. 'Maybe it's magic' Nathan thought or maybe (as was more likely the case) the side effect of being the city where nobody sleeps and everybody survives by minding their own business. People where amazingly good at ignoring or excusing what didn't make sense and so while Nathan was probably getting more then the odd curious glance he probably had to be more worried about some hands sneaking off with his guitar case (had it not been warded against theft by Mel before he'd left) then calling the cops on them. "I don't think anyone is looking" Nathan offered trying to be helpful in the hope that maybe then the person and his friends might be a bit more forthcoming about why they where hiding in such a dangerous place.

Beanpole meanwhile was completely unaware of his owners distress. It was hard to pay attention to anything but the big woolly things and the silly looking human in front of them who smelt like bad catnip. "Meep?" Beanpole said as the human got up into his personal space. Beanpole didn't like it at all and used the cats secret weapon of rolling over and turning around to give the man his 'arse' while pretending to just be friendly. "Meep?" now where was his owner? Unsurprisingly there was a complete lack of wells and instead Beanpole jumped up onto one of the signs for a better view of both the odd smelling human and hopefully to find out where his owner had gotten to.

[GuestGuest]

The shortest distance between two points was a straight line, especially in Manhattan so if one wanted to get to Central Park West after an interview on Central Park East, the choice was to cut through Central Park which was what Greta was currently doing on her way back to her office where she planned to sift through the information gleaned just a few minutes ago in the office of a realtor. The lady had been quite informative and quite helpful and now it was just a matter of how to write the follow up to a previous article so there would be no possible way The Global Voice could be at fault in what they wrote. It didn't matter if the information was true and valid if you couldn't back it up. With what she just got this afternoon.

Of course, while Greta was aware of the show that Dunena Reid hosted on WWBN, she was definitely unaware that the man kept llamas or that he had them in Central Park or that all of the above was currently in her path of travel. What she was aware of was the sudden appearance of an absolutely adorable cat on top of a sign. "Well, aren't you the pretty one! And where did you come from kitty?" she asked holding her hand out for the cat to sniff if he or she cared to.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena was laying on the ground in front of the cat when the can turned and put its but in his face and made a 'meep' sound
"Hay guy she so cute if she not his them well keep her" Dunena aid to Bill and ted ( the Llamas) the cat then jumped on on to the magic sign on the 'magic door' and sat there.
Dunena could ere the strange cat owning man mumbling away but sum such thing or although.
"My friends should we bring in our cat loving mumble man " Dunena scooted forward toward the 'Magic door' to get the guy away from the door and in to here with the cute cat.

Dunena poked his head out the 'Magic door'
"Hay you coming ..." Dunena stop as he can face to face or face to legs really a very attractive set of legs if Dunena did say so.
"where did you come from and umm ... don't you have some place away to be" Dunena asked wondering why his charms where no working to keep people away this really was becoming a crowed spot
"coz umm to many people standing around a 'Magic door' just might be a bad thing" Dunena made reference with his hand to the danger signs and tapes that divided him Bill and ted ( the llamas) from the rest of central park
Dunena wonder how much stranger this day was ganna get.

[Nathan Wright]

Maybe it was the effect of his owner being dumped by a beautiful woman, or maybe it was just that Beanpole missed a warm lap to snuggle into while has master was working but there was no question that since the breakup Beanie had developed a bit of a 'Rick' habit for sniffing out ladies. Luck would have it that the moment he jumped up onto the sign he found himself face to face with a pair of brown eyes and soon enough a hand was being offered his way for testing. It was almost too easy as Beanpole did the equivalent of the full 9 point love compatibility triangle with extra focus on maternal instincts and chances of lose coffee cups being left around. Deciding her acceptable Beanpole smooched the offered hand while already working on a scheme to 'accidentally' lead his owner right to her.

Sometimes though not even the most carefully laid plans could compete with Nathan as his owner popped up from where he'd been searching. Nathan was blushing deeply from overhearing the woman who'd just called him pretty as Beanpole had just jumped down off the sign to see what that strange catnip human was up to leaving him to assume that either the woman was talking to thin air, or himself. This was a rather awkward situation, Nathan had been called many things in his life but pretty certainly was not one of them. Of course if he'd been paying better attention he'd have found it a bit odd for the woman to then refer to a kitty but of course Nathan was too busy caught up with the first part of the sentence that the rest went straight in one ear and out the other.

Of course matters for Nathan would have been easier if the girl wasn't well.. a girl.. well okay a boy calling him 'pretty' yes would have been quite awkward in itself but he'd survived playing at the Pink Randy Rabbit and shrugging off Jacobs 'offers' for over a year but well.. a lady was.. a girl. Nathan was never good in these kind of situations, which begged the question of if there was any social situation where Nathan didn't find himself panicking every few moments. "Um.. Hello.. " Nathan started to say to the lady when a head popped out of the doorway.. oh it was him again. "Sorry but isn't it a bit of a bad spot for a magic eh door.. I mean it hardly looks stable" Nathan pointed out assuming that the danger signs meant that at any moment the magic door.. wherever and whatever that was, would get broken and probably lead to something quite bad. For a moment he got that far away deer in the headlight look as he considered if magic door meant there would also be a wishing well for his kitten to fall into and drown a most horrible death.. but that was ruined as Beanpole giving out a happy "Meep" as he jumped onto the back of the odd smelling human and wound up standing on the mans shoulder doing the 'what a good kitty am i?' expression.

[GuestGuest]

Now what Greta was not aware of was that one of the lead members of The Weird Sisters was currently in Manhattan and also in her current path direction along with the WWBN host, llamas and a cute cat, so when Nathan also showed himself, blushing as he happened to arrive at the beginning of her sentence, Greta was struck by that niggling little feeling that she should know who the man before her was but that the answer was just out of reach somewhere, stuck in that little corner of one's brain that comes alive during a good game of Superfluous Pursuance: Wizard Rock Edition (yes, the original game before Muggles turned it into theirs and gave it some dull name).

It was the kind of information, had Greta been playing with her friends would have come to mind instantly, leaving them to wonder not only how she had this massive supply of information but why. In this case, it came from reading liner notes in her early days of reporting when she had been relegated to entertainment reviews. She had been the one to write a Sunday section piece on the regret that The Weird Sisters seemed to have suddenly stopped any attempts at touring, depriving the Wizarding Entertainment world of one of the best groups going.

Unfortunately, for Greta at the moment, she was not involved in trouncing her friends at the game so Nathan's identity did not come to mind and she had no idea she had found the 'missing Silencio' of her article... Or at least part of it. "Um... Hi.." she responded with equally smooth and sophisticated style, having been caught unawares. "Cute cat. Yours?" she added, as she gave Beanpole a bit of a head scratching until the cat moved to jump on the back of a second man who's head popped out of what would have been 'nowhere' to anyone else but was an obvious magical door to those like Nathan and Greta.

This face, however, Greta recognized immediately and resisted the urge to groan. "Dunena Reid," she commented as the cat moved to stand on the WWBN host's back, almost like a conquering hero to Greta's mind. "Searching for another high profile story?" she asked, though she had to admit he had some serious good truth in his Minister's story as well as evidence. Of course, the sky falling wasn't quite so accurate but fifty-fifty was better accuracy then most reporters at the competition.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena was rather surprised when the cute cat jumped on to his back and sat on his shoulder area as he looked up at the ever increasing group of people around Bill and ted (the Llamas ) New York house. It was then that the attractive woman Identified him as himself. "Well, hello,and yes, I am Dunena Reid but no, I'm not looking for story as they tend to find me really," Dunena explained to the woman, feeling no need to tell her of his ministry contacts and time in the hallowed halls . Hell who was he kidding those halls were full of pureblood Muggle haters, losers, and all the rest who fit in no where else.
"Come along, kitty. Let us return to Bill and Ted (the Llamas ) through that which we call the magic door'" Dunena started crawling back through the door with the cat on his back. "We have guests," Dunena announced to his friends and crawled over to his stash of munchies and well. drugs, but not sure who these people were outside, he pulled out the food and put away the drugs, at least for now that is.

[Nathan Wright]

Nathan was slipping into one of those awkward moments where he was talking to a woman and they had both already used up the 'hi's' and had to move onto more involved levels of communication.. often involving the weather or the news.. Nathan unfortunately hadn't read a newspaper in two weeks and there wasn't much to say for the weather except that it kind of.. was? He was starting to sweat when a subject popped up.. rather literally in the case of Beanpole. "Eh yes..um.. sort of" Nathan wasn't quite sure what to say to that, it had been Ria who had helped him get Beanpole out of the vent in his old flat and she had been the one to pick out his collar and..... Nathan brushed a hand though his hair deciding it was probably best not to think about it. As Beanpole triumphantly jumped down from the Dunena's host to smooch against Nathan and Greta's legs (no he most certainly was not trying to give them a hint) Nathan looked rather confused at the whole thing as the girl spoke up "Oh okay you know each other?" Nathan said for lack of anything to add to the conversation.. he realized it was rather stupid to point out the obvious "Um.. so what about Bill and Ted?" Nathan asked hoping the girl would know before looking down at the man he now knew to be Dunena.

It was a pity that Nathan wasn't all that up with current events otherwise he'd have had more input into what was going on apart from the fact that the man and woman seemed to know each other and there was something about stories... oh so the guy was a writer? Nathan guessed that made some kind of sense seeing that most writers he guessed had to be rather odd. It was easy to say his older brother would have been envious as hell to have stumbled upon the controversial radio host in such a situation but for Nathan the world consisted of the gig guide and little else. So instead Nathan just watched as Beanie climbed back onto his new friend "Wait stop!" Nathan said with his worry over his cat (plus having someone else there to back him up) Nathan followed into the 'danger zone' only to find well.. two sheep munching on some packets of chips. "Oh.. um hi.. sorry I was just.." Nathan said to the very tall sheep. It was clear that Nathan was city kid and finding two very odd looking sheep in the middle of the park was freaking him out more then a bit.

But at least there wasn't any wells. That at least was some kind of a comfort.

[GuestGuest]

Not looking? Well that was an interesting attitude for a reporter to take, to just assume the story would come to him but then, Greta was well aware that Dunena Reid was not quite your average reporter. It wasn't the average part that he was not quite, in her mind, it was the reporter part. Of course, there weren't very many over at WWBN that Greta would actually consider to be real reporters. Dunena Reid was not one of them, currently. Not that the status she held him at couldn't change, but that would mean Dunena would have been reporting actual stories for that to happen. The Minister of Magic one was a good start but there had to be consistency and accuracy for a length of time. Not yet, not yet.

She smiled as Nathan asked if they knew each other. "Not so much know as I know of him. This is Dunena Reid, talk show radio host at Wizarding Wireless Broadcasting Network," Greta explained, introducing the Nathan to the gentleman currently on his hands and knees. "And I know of him because I'm a news reporter at The Global Voice here in New York," holding out her hand to Nathan, she added her name, "Greta Greenwich."

As Dunena crawled through the magic door, Greta rolled her eyes at the way the man spoke to the cat. She wasn't sure the cat wasn't rolling it's eyes as well. Looking over to be sure Nathan would follow, Greta entered the area as well to find herself confronted by two llamas, apparently named Bill and Ted. "Why are you keeping these here in Central Park?" was the only question she could ask at the moment.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena, who was sitting on the grass as Greta introduced him to the grumbly cat man, was sure he should be some what offended by the way she had introduced him but he was so high. Then she asked what Bill and Ted (the Llamas) were doing here. "Well, it's not by choice. I want to have them at my apartment but the stupid leasing agreement says now. So for now, Bill and Ted (the Llamas) live here. It's not like Muggles can see them any ways. " Dunena looked at the new arrivals. "Any way, Bill, Ted (the Llamas) " Dunena indicated them in turn, "Meet Greta and Cat owner, sorry did not get your name," he asked Nathan
Dunena scratched the hair on Bill's head and removed the empty crisp packet. "Smoke ?" Dunena offered one to Bill and then to the others in the magic room.

(O/C sorry its short)

[Nathan Wright]

"Oh" Nathan said to the woman, feeling rather foolish for not knowing who the man was before, after all she did therefore everyone else did right? It was the kind of logic that only existed in the permanently bemused world of Nathan Wright. Conversations where most certainly not Nathan's forte as he wondered if it was polite to say that his brother worked for The Global Voice.. or was that too personal? His mind got into a bit of a rut trying to figure that out as he came to the realization that with horror he was the only one of the three (apart from the elusive Bill and Ted) who hadn't made a introduction. It was like a big cloud of awkward that only Nathan could see as he moved from foot to foot trying to keep up with the 'adults' conversation when he was much more suited to the world of late 80s cartoons and musical composition. Being the youngest Nathan had managed to get though life with the air of one who was 'special' under which banner he'd never quite had to grow up to the same way as everyone else. He knew that lease agreements where important having signed quite a few in his time (none of course having read them fully first) but he didn't recall any rules saying Sheep had to be kept in parks. Maybe he'd just missed that page?

Either way Greta seemed to be asking questions, Nathan couldn't help but think of Mel for a moment and wonder how she and the rest of his family and friends where going back home. Luke had made some vague assurances to let him know but everyone knew that Nathan would be Nathan.. impossible to catch hold of while he followed the tune of his life to whatever direction or gig crossed his path...or indeed strange acting men with even stranger looking pet sheep. "Um.. Hello?" Nathan said to the two sheep, trying for a moment to remember which was Bill and which was Ted.. but of course he'd forgotten just as quickly. It was at Dunena's prompting that Nathan realised that now was the time that he couldn't avoid introducing himself, a situation that Nathan was always a bit nervous about because he never knew if the person would turn out to be a fan and do something mortifying like asking for a autograph. "Eh..Nathan... Nathan Wright" Nathan said before scooping up Beanpole before the cat got into trouble. With a Meep from Beanpole Nathan patted his cat "..and this is Beanpole um.. " Nathan shook his head when the man.. Dunena offered him a smoke "Um no, I don't think so..." Nathan didn't do well against peer pressure (which was one of the reasons why he'd had such a irregular childhood).

[GuestGuest]

If Dunena thought he might have needed to be offended at his introduction by Greta, he's lucky she did not include her thoughts on his usual type of shock 'em journalism that was popular at the WWBN, taking into account that when 'journalism' and WWBN were used in the same sentence, the first took a rather loose meaning, at least in Greta's book. Seeing Dunena Reid crawling around on the ground was not helping improve these opinions either. As Dunena introduced the llamas, which appeared to be named Bill and Ted, Greta made sure to remain a bit back in case they decided to do one of the things llamas do best... spit!

Greta blinked as, after making introductions of the Llamas, Dunena offered one of them a cigarette. Somehow, she was beginning to wonder if this man could take care of himself, let alone llamas but that was another issue and one that she was definitely not desiring to get involved with. Of course, as Dunena asked Nathan's name, you would think that that little bit of 'there's something I know about this man but what is it' that had been trying to break free from its file in her brain would come to the front as she heard him say his full name. Nope, not a clue that this was the former member of Weird Sisters. The name Wright did ring a bell "Not any relation to a Luke Wright are you?" she asked curiously, being familiar with Luke's name and position in the Australian division of The Global Voice. "And, hi there, Beanpole!" she greeted the cat.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena squashed out his smoke on the ground dunena had not been really listen to any one when he heard the name he was sure he knew Nathan wright
Nathan Nathan
"OH i know you you were in that band what was it name weird Bird or some thing wasn't" Dunena asked. dunena sat back trying to remember the name of that band this guy belong to.
it was this moment that ted spat n the ground.
" excuse you ted Lozenge..." dunena dug in his pocket and pulled out a cold and flu lozenge and stuffed it in ted month.
" that take care of it. Next time speck up before it gets this bad i mean we do have guests " dunena said as he looked up t the.
" you want me to conjure up a chair or two" dunena pulled out his wand
" coz it really no trouble or you could join us down here"
dunena was all most ready to cast when bill got up and walked thro the wall behide them to what dunena knew as the bathroom he had put in for the guys ( the llamas)
Dunena was beging to think that having greta here may not be the smartest idea she was alway looking to be come number 1 at the wwbn and showing here is inner sanctum might only lead to trouble of very bad kind she could come up with all kind of crazy lies about him and bill and ted (the llamas ) LIke that he was in some 3 way Gay marriage or something.

[Nathan Wright]

Ohdear, it was going to be one of those moments. "Um no.. we don't play Freebird" Nathan said with a twitch as he misheard what the man had said. For some reason there had always been at least one person at the front of every gig shouting out for Freebird and it had started to become more then a bit worrying..especially since Nathan had always felt horribly guilty if they didn't play the song, after all maybe they where really big Lynyrd Skynyrd fans just hoping to hear their favourite song. It was for this reason that Nathan preferred the decks to the stage sometimes, at least when he was Djing the clubs had taken to tossing out anyone asking for a Katy Perry number. It was just a pity that commercial radio was still deep in the pockets of bad taste and insisted on the tunes being on rotation a dozen times a day.

"Luke Wright?.. Yes he's my brother" Nathan said to Greta with a nod, the usual prayer in the back of his head that the subject of his other brother was not about to come up any time soon. Greta seemed a nice person and there was always something about his brother that tended to rub people the wrong way.
"Meepurrrr.." Beanpole said happily sticking his head out to get a better look at the woman, you could almost sense the 'target acquired' but so far Nathan was doing well, he'd survived three weeks of touring and even made some friends? Or Nathan guessed they must have been friends to be nice and all. Realising with a startled shock that in searching for Beanpole and the distraction of meeting Dunena and Greta Nathan had left his guitar case on the OTHER SIDE of the magic door where anyone might touch it Nathan stepped forward to go grab it when...

... kaput!

Nathan was lucky that it wasn't where he was standing, but he was left dumbfounded to watch Dunena taking something from his pocket and shoving it in the Sheep? Goat? Camel? Somethings mouth. "Um I dunno.. I guess if you want to?" Nathan replied not sure if he wanted a chair or not as he edged his way around the sheep-goat-camel-thing and with a great feeling of relief grabbed his guitar and brought it back within the barriers with him. "So um.. " Nathan tried to think of a subject of conversation but as usual fell into silence as Beanpole meanwhile sniffed the air as one of the Llama's disappeared out of view. "Do they normally do that?" Nathan asked, unaware that the Llama had just walked though a magical barrier. Now he was even more confused to find that not only where they very much not like any animal he'd seen before, but they also seemed able to disappear at will.

[GuestGuest]

For those of you following this discussion
Nathan played with the Weird Sisters
Greta saw video of Nathan playing with the Weird Sisters
Dunena thinks they are called the Weird Bird (right... Think that might apply to Dunena more than a group)
Greta has associated Nathan with Luke Wright who works for the same place Greta does - The Global Voice
Dunena has apparently confused her with Cherry Clinger who is currently Number One at WWBN
Nathan has confused Dunena confusing Weird Sisters with Weird Bird as asking if Nathan's group played the song Freebird.
Cherry Clinger is currently no where near Central Park
The two llamas are in Central park

Got it? Good because I'm fairly sure by now you may be the ONLY one who does.

Greta missed Nathan's reference to Freebird however, she did pick up on the 'weird bird' but her first thought was that it was more descriptive of the WWBN radio host in front of them then a wizard rock group. "Nice to meet you Nathan, and Beanpole too," she responded to his introduction. "Luke works for the same place I do, only I'm in their New York Office."

All of that was rather unimportant when the one llama, which one she was not quite sure decided to imitate a cat and hairball. Fortunately, she too was out of range and safe from being a target, a fact she decided to keep in existence after that.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena was fast loosing interest in the conversation Dunena hated Firebired so was happy he was not gonna play that.
when Nathan asked if bill did that often
"well he dose it as often as he needs to " Dunena advised him.
Dunena watch as Ted made coughing noises like someting stuck in his throat and Dunena started to hit him o the back to help clear the blockage.
Dunena pulled out his wand and out of nowhere in flew a bowl and Dunena put that down in front of him and cast a water making spell.
" Here have some of that, it will help" Dunena said.
"Yes New York Office so full of life it is. and it all happen here" Dunena was about to make some chairs when he remember the bands name
" THE WIRED SISTER, you're from them aren't you?" Dunena yelled at Nathan.

[Nathan Wright]

Had Nathan had any skills at all with communicating with the opposite sex no doubt he would have commented likewise, or a clever line asking how long she'd been in New York or even asking to go for Coffee sometime. Unfortunately the only one who did have such thoughts was Beanpole who expressed the entire statement as a simple "Meep". Alas it was that humans had yet to fully understand the complexities of the cat language. Nathan however just said "Um Yes" in acknowledging that yes, it was nice to meet Greta (and maybe Dunena and the Sheep things as well) and also to agree that his brother was indeed Luke and worked for The Global Voice.

Failing at chitchat Nathan was left to muse over the strange furry creatures.. and possibly even stranger man who appeared to be their keeper. "Oh..okay" he didn't pry further in to if it was normal for the sheep-thing to make that horrible spittle sound and was instead wide eyed at the display of man and furrything before ducking as a bowl appeared and the man set to putting water in it for the thing to drink. Okay that he understood now.. it was like when Beanpole had got a piece of fish stuck in his throat and ended up 'eeping' until he'd managed to get it out. (But not before Nathan had ended up with half the female population of his building huddled around comparing notes on 'kitten first aid').

"Sorry but exactly what happens?" Nathan asked, misunderstanding the 'it all happens here' as a expression. He guessed he could understand the life part if it meant things like this furry goat thing wandering around.. maybe they where all over the city and he'd just never managed to see one in the years he'd been living in New York previously? Nathan was about to have a real deep think on that when the next moment he was cowering from having something screamed in his ear. "Ye...ye..I mean.. sortof.. yes......" shakey at the sudden attack Nathan gulped, it had brought him right back to the times he'd spent in highschool having various teachers yelling at him and accusing him of things that he didn't quite understand. After a moment he settled enough to make a complete sentence "that is.. I was with them..for a bit but at the moment I'm just touring with them" Nathan explained, he'd always hated it when people got all excited about him being a member of the band when really he'd just helped them out for a album and a few shows while their usual lead guitarist was regrowing his left hand after a shark-surfing accident.

[GuestGuest]

"It's a llama thing, Nathan," Greta explained. "They spit.. a lot. Good idea to not get to close to them, at least not directly in front." Nathan seemed rather nice and had this tendency to provoke a desire to protect the man and the adorable kitty with him from others. Greta didn't know why, just that she didn't like the idea of someone messing with Nathan Wright. Moreso after he acknowledged that he was indeed kin to Luke from their Australia Office. "Luke's a good reporter. I enjoy his articles," she complimented his brother before looking startled as Dunena suddenly yelled something. Something that had been at the back of her mind. "Oh! You are DJ Noiseworks!" remembering the professional name that he went by, having seen it in one or two festival articles.

However, it was going to be time for Greta to go on her way and leave the newfound llamas soon as she did have other things to deal with at work. "Well, if you have some free time and want to get some dinner, just get in touch," she told Nathan as she passed a card over to him with her contact information at the paper.

[Dunena Reid]

Dunena found he was getting edgy he was in need of a hit and badly and t only been may ne an hour side his last on but that was a small one and now he was just well loosing interest in those people so t was time to move them along so he could go home get high and sleep before his next show.
"well umm been great meeting you all but i thing ted he could use some privet time to clear his head and all" Dunena got to his feet and waked over to them

"heres my card on the back my privet number" he said more to Greta than nathan hopping to show her he was not in to guys so no 3 way stories would make the front page.

" and tune in on on nightly Dunena's mad mad world on WWBN it the best or so i'm told" dunena winked at his lat comment and true to gide them out of Bill and ted (the Llamas) magic room. It case they were missing the point of the card thing dunena was sure the nathan Guy altho nice as he seamed was a little slow

[Nathan Wright]

"Oh.. I see" Nathan said to Greta with a nod, although it was clear by the way he said it that he very much did not see nor understand..first of all just what was a Llama? Either way he took her advice to heart (as he did with just about anything he was told) and would no doubt mull over it at length later on when he had a moment alone in his otherwise crowded schedule. It seemed quite a odd thing that no matter where Nathan traveled he'd always wind out meeting someone who knew someone who knew someone he knew. Somehow it made him feel more comfortable with the world that no matter what strangeness he came across there was always that thin line back to the familiar.

Then of course there was times where he truly did feel outside of his comfort zone.. like being yelled at by strange men. Still startled he just nodded at Greta's words but stopped from saying anything because of the voices he could hear calling to each other outside of the hidden patch of Dunena's safe zone. "Did you see where he went?" "Christ we've got to be on stage in two hours.." "..it's all that stupid cat's fault I bet it is.." Nathan wasn't good with time but it was clear that Spellomatic had finished their late afternoon drinks and come to realise that it would be rather difficult to do tonights gig with their lead guitarist missing. Blushing as Greta handing him a card he nodded "Um.. okay?" before putting it in his jeans pocket unsure if she meant dinner as in dinner (which was liable to put him into a cold sweat of panic) or dinner as in a reporter having dinner with DJ Noiseworks.. which eh.. was also liable to put him into a cold sweat of panic.

"It was um.. very eh nice meeting you" Nathan said to Greta, Beanpole chiming in with a Meep of satisfaction before jumping down and smooching her feet in a mixture of 'farewell' and 'aha now your mine!' as cat's tended to do. Turning to Dunena and the Llama he wasn't quite sure what to say, part of his mind remembering that he'd heard a broadcast of the show, later he'd remember the whole 'sky falling' and regret never asking about more details such as 'when' the sky was going to fall and how he could avoid being crushed when it happened. "Um bye Bill or um Ted and good luck with that Flu.." Nathan said in farewell as he picked up his guitar case and followed Greta out of the magic door and into the green of Central Park. Beanpole walking ahead of him with a slight swagger of the kitten who had done a good days work and felt that his plan to get Nathan a date had hit paydirt or so it seemed.

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