Kasey drifted in. He did like to drift. But one shouldn't be so bold as to label him a drifter. His clothing screamed style just as much as they sky screamed...blue: all waistcoat and leather shoes and chiseled torso free of fabric. A cigarette hung between his lips, perfectly perpendicular with the corners of his mouth, but he wasn't smoking. It just sorta hung there, an orphan wrapped in white.

The evening called for a nightcap, but in truth Kasey would have a line of them before all was said and done. He strolled toward the bar, breezing through the crowd, meticulous in his mannerisms. He didn't touch a soul on the way. One more easy stride, and he was at the bar. Funny how the tension felt between his toes. He looked right, he looked left, and he chuckled, moving the smoke from his mouth to a bit behind his ear.

There was a crowd. How...common.

"Like my head where it is.." Said the small voice of concern, pressed between the bartop and one other.

"Don't we all?" He mused, one quick swipe in the direction of Rainbow Brite, and her obvious protector.

"Eyeses and eyes." Aqua settled on the newcomer, taking him in with her usual thievery, slits for his secrets, before drifting.

"We ain't gonna let them take your head Viki. Let them try and it won't be pretty either. I took Howe out once, pretty sure I can do that again if needed," said the woman beside the girl.

Howe.

Kasey needed to remember that.

And Viki. But then, he already knew her name.

Kasey was in like Flynn.

Patchwork girl gave a quick nod to her Uncle-of-sorts, curls mopping up her vision. "Name-Like-Bells" What of him' Nau...relation, to the snakes" Too many wars are all criss-crossing and I cannaut see my feet." Her face fell.

"Name Like...What?" He gave Viki a rather quizzical look, and moved it from her to the woman she spoke to. And once there, well, why stop" He was -all- over that.

"I don't know if Name-like-Bell's is involved with them, though I wouldn't be surprised if he was," said the eye-candy, relaxing slightly.

"He....does naut want my pieces scattered." Viki made an attempt to color the situation in her perspective, though that was an arduous task indeed.

Looking at Viki, the woman gave a quick nod, lightly brushing some of her multi colored locks in a brushing of fingers. "I know Viki."

Chestnut brows dipped, perhaps in lieu of Kasey's invasion. Once more, she watched him, eyes skipping to his shoulders and the air above his head.

He only grinned, and went to retrieve his cigarette, nestled so comfortably behind his ear.

"Want in green and Time." Thin limbs were gathered at her middle, and in the wake of the snakes' departure, the girl stepped into the light, and into Kasey's periphery.

"Little bit," he chided, turning in his seat, looking utterly amused. "Who among us would not want those things?"

Viki shook herself free of thoughts of snakes and rolling heads and instead focused on the stranger with his questions so aloof in the air.

Then a newcomer upset Kasey's perfect study.

"Hi ya Wil. You know Viki"

"Good eve, Viki, pleased to make your acquaintance. I've seen you around," said the newcomer, male, and newly dubbed Wil.

"Time keepers and greenery, all full up." A twist of her mouth, and then a turn from Kasey to the obvious Wil...introductions and the like. She tugged at the hem of her multicolored skirt, patchwork fabric giving way to her jostling. "I seee...more than around. Only sometimes. Vendui'."

"Viki this is Wil Savage." She brushed Viki's hair again lightly.

"Savage" Oh I think naut." A click of her tongue, a finger twirl for the man's outline.

"Only when necessary, I assure you." The man winked.

"Metal birds!" Chirped the seer, as if unable to contain herself, and her stolen collection.

Satisfied, Kasey stood. Good things did come in small, extraordinarily bright packages. He snickered.

The woman with Wil and Viki chuckled. "He is a sweetie, so far as I have seen."

But Kasey hovered. One slide of eyes to two-toned hair, and another drift to her two companions. As much as he would've liked to place them all under the microscope, he only required the dissection of one.

"Insides and outsides?" Singsong gave way to teasing as she moved from Tasha and Wil, throwing a glance Erin's way. All the better to See her with...The girl drifted.

Now, Kasey's interests were eclectic, but the seer fit the bill. Once more, he followed, at her heels.

"Extra shadow?" A perfect pirouette, and eyes were alight on Kasey once more.

"Little bit." He let a hand drop to her head. It was a casual thing, ya dig" A nice little pat to the kiddo's crown, mismatched as it was, under all that hair.

Viki froze in her tracks, though her skin was doing anything but. The surface shimmered, glimmered, glistened, and glittered, and all those other synonyms, before all the air within a five foot vicinity grew heavy with heat, and damp. A bit of unnatural August, offered up to one and all.

"Ahhh, so you're one of those." The stranger smirked. Coffee stains and the aftermath of one too many cigarettes. He held his hand a moment longer before withdrawing and gave it a shake.

"Touch taken without.." The little thing hissed, through heat and radiating light, which dispersed quietly once he killed the connection.

"Forgive me?" Kasey leaned in. All bells and whistles, this one. So it was true" Well, he fell, her ancestors fell...They were all falling for one another - oh, excuse me, casually sauntering. Let's get our stories straight.

Wary eyes ate up his frame, now creating a more accurate picture. She drew a hand to her face, a fingertip trail over the paint on her lips - now wet and half gone via obvious reactions. "Name-Like-Whut?"

"Everyone calls me Kasey, though sometimes its a string really, repetition in threefold, or four, or five, and louder than life. Kasey-Kasey-ahh...How old are you?" He chuckled. "Somehow I think I shouldn't be concerned."

"Older than the wrinkles you have yet to bear." Heels moved backward, inside those slipper-shoes.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star." He leaned in again, following, a predator with flair. Once there, he placed the smallest of kisses to the tip of her nose - a little cosmic zap so that she would remember, which, no doubt she would. Everyone remembered Kasey.

The seer's face contorted - obvious outrage spilling over caution and concern. Fists were balls at her sides amidst the patchwork craze. She near lunged at him, but stopped short, on the cusp of contact, an inch from his face.

"Don't want to touch me, do you? Not to worry. I never covet the already-claimed." Okay, that wasn't exactly true, but the brands were there if one took the time to look. He sidestepped her fury and mapped a path to the door. Exit point. He'd be back.

Out into the street, a star winked overhead. Kasey paused to wink back.

"Soon."