[21-21:02] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay 
: (maddeningly* rather. sheesh.)
[21-21:07] Tevesh wraps his arms around her midsection, not really sure what to do.. He's not used to this kind of situation.. And he closes his eyes, his mind connecting with hers, exchanging thoughts and his memories.. She sees thousands of years pass by, dark caverns filled with vampires, an old war-torn city.. Balls of fire falling from the sky, Kine and Kindred fighting together, burning in the flames and light.. Werewolves tackling fellow Malkavians, ear shattering screams and the sounds of tearing flesh and breaking bones.. Blood spattering trees and roars of anger... And then Tevesh kisses Cecile again, ending the train of thoughts.
[21-21:10] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *the images of death and horror coax a wine from her throat; her arms tighten around him, eyes squeezing shut against the tears of fear that such intense images, so alive in her mind, conjure ... then the kiss, the sweet feel of his mouth, brings the sorrow to a sputtering halt; she is both surprised and elated at his show of affection, pushing the kiss a bit deeper*
[21-21:12] Tevesh smiles as he kisses her.. And then stops the kiss.. "Where now? What happens?" And for the first time in hundreds of years, he feels some sort of doubt.. Confusion. Unsure of what to do next, where to go. He didn't care about the Veins anymore, not at all...
[21-21:15] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she blinks, obviously not having thought of that, not at all, in the least. She looks out towards the street, and back again, a soft, teasing smile on her lips* Does it matter right now? Can`t we just fly by the seat of our pants, just for a bit? Distract ourselves with each other and explore the forbidden here and elsewhere; forget about anything but us. Be selfish for awhile.
[21-21:18] Tevesh nods.. "We can, we can.. But do you feel the thud? The gentle pulse of the Madness? I've the pull, Cecile. I feel my mind being taken.. But I don't want to leave you, not at all..." He puts his forehead on hers, their noses nearly touching.. "Where do you go, after? Do you leave us?"
[21-21:21] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : I feel it. It`s there, Tevesh, my dearest. It`s there, and I want to leave, a part of me wants to follow it, for it`s seductive and crooning to my senses. I desire to have it consume me ... but I want to be with you more, do you see, Tevesh? You are the anchor that keeps me from sinking to the bottom. I won`t leave you, no, never by choice, I don`t think. I want you more than I want ... it. Do you see? It`s so hard for me, but it is true enough that it keeps me grounded.
[21-21:24] a01, *Tevesh : *smiles* Duty calls? No, no more duty for us. What of the place? The Bush? What shall happen to that? You return to that place, that horrible place.. full of lust? *Smells the blood on her breath, starts to feel a bit hungered. But ignores it.. His consumption is far too conspicuous for her to see..*
[21-21:26] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *her face twists into an expression of extreme distaste* Let them think I`ve died, or gone away. I don`t care about them anymore, none of them or the business. It`s you, and my mind, and the Web, and that`s it. That`s all there is now, and all I want. *forehead still pressed with his, she drags a thumb across his lower lip, just to feel him* I don`t care ...
[21-21:31] Tevesh bites his lip.. He's unsure of what to do.. The tug is great, the pull.. Maddening, really. He's hungry too.. Tevesh is just fucked up, really badly.. And she feels that. What to do, what to do.. "Dear.. I must feed. This is getting to much." He rocks back and forth, feeling terribly weak.
[21-21:34] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she nods, looking back to the street* May I get one for you, do you have a preference? *she`s anxious, almost giddy with worry suddenly over what to do to help him, eager to assist, even as she struggles to bat the Web and the pull away; from herself, from him, fury flying through her at the thought that he might be taken away, or that she might leave him, unintentionally* Tell me, and I`ll do it.
[21-21:36] Tevesh shakes his head. "Just come with. Might not want to watch the whole thing..." He grabs her hand and puts it around his waist, making them look like some normal, but extremely pale, couple. Then he walks, slowly, deliberately.. Looking for a victim. Someone to feed from.. Strong heart, that's what he needs... "Smell one out, if you can.. Lots of blood, please.."
[21-21:40] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *all of her concentration and brain power, besides what keeps her walking, seeing, and fighting the Web, goes into her external senses to seek him out prey. There`s an athlete, mayhap a block ahead. Blonde, strong but not built to the point of weakening the internal structures. Healthy. She probes his mind, his flesh with her senses; strong heart, painfully strong. Clean system, clean blood ... pure. Pure blood. No taint of alcohol or drugs or disease. She whimpers and points, flashing him a mental image of the man she sees* Him, will he do? *her voice is a whisper, almost confidential, as if afraid they might be discovered; she is tense, weary of the humans around her, constantly wondering if they know, suspect her of not being one of them*
[21-21:42] a01, *Tevesh : Yes, yes, yes.. *Looks solemn, and is quiet.. He stops her, and moves her to a bench..* Stay there for now.. Watch. *Tevesh walks up behind the man, seemingly invisible to those around him, and he grabs the kid.. Pulling him into an alley.. He whistles once, signaling her to follow and then he knocks the kid ouch with a quick and extremely powerful punch to the face.
[21-21:43] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she turns into the alley just as the punch lands; she gasps, surprised and confused* But why do you need to do that?
[21-21:43] a01, *Tevesh : (*)
[21-21:49] Tevesh shakes his head.. "Please.. Don't..." he trails off and sets to work. The kid is laying on the ground, arms spread and legs stiff.. Almost in a Christ-like position. Tevesh kneels down, and his talon-like claws slide out of his fingers... Extremely sharp and jetblack, they are. He sets to work immedietly, slamming his fingers into the chest, cracking the sternum and tearing the flesh and sinew.. The ribcage pops open with an audible crack, exposing the bloody insides and flooding the alleyway with the smell of gore. Tevesh reaches in, tearing the heart, liver, and lungs from open torso. He devours each of these quite quickly, blood spattering everywhere and smearing upon his face, hands, and clothing. Tevesh feasts greedly, licking his lips afterwards, but not removing the blood from his face. He looks upat Cecile guiltily.. And rocks back and forth on his heels, ashamed at this act of extreme violence...
[21-21:55] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she stares, and does nothing else for a long time. She has seen men killed, and done so herself a few times before the Embrace, but nothing like this. Nothing so disgusting and gory. But it`s not his violence that does it, that makes her shatter. It`s that ... that she realizes, already, that she`s been refering to humans, her kind, as `one of those`. But she is ... and it hits her, hard, cruelly, bitterly. She isn`t, and never will be again, `one of those.` She looks from Tevesh to the boy, just a man by what she can see through the blood on his face. Eyes dart back to Tevesh, and they`re filled with horror. Not at him, not at his act, but at the truth of what she has done to herself, and what she has become. What has she become? Who is she now, with no goal but to feed off the race that nurtured her? Tears fall down her cheeks, hard and quick, slapping the pavement audibly in the sudden silence around her. The Web pulses, stronger, stronger, lapping at her conciousness. She feels herself turning inward, seeking it, seeking it for the answers to her questions ... her mouth opens, and she mouths his name, though no sound makes it through her clenched throat*
[21-21:55] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : (already=suddenly*)
[21-22:03] Tevesh suddenly stands, walking over to her takes her up in his arms.. Completely ashamed at what he had done, even though it felt good.. So good. The blood made him feel better, less... Human. And that was okay. But it wasn't. He liked feeling.. No matter how much he consumed or fought it, he loved this woman. And she wasn't doing too well at the moment.. He looks at her in the eyes.. "Stay. Stay here. Now.. Don't go in, not in at all." And then he touches her cheek, inadvertantly smearing it with blood. Then he watches, those eyes, those marevelous eyes that had brought her to him.. They focus on her own, and his eyes show nothing but calm.. They're a deep blue now, almost like the ocean.. Deep and limitless, an airless abyss of peace.. Filled with his love, his unyielding love for her, for the Madness, for the Web...
[21-22:11] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *greenish eyes snap to his face at the first concious recognition of his touch, almost on instinct. She does not blink as bleary, blood-watery eyes meet his, her stiffened body beginning to ease at the sound of her voice. Her anchor, her love, her focus. And as her gaze meets him, she gasps for air, as if the Web, in its attempt to claim her mind, ment to claim her flesh as well. Guilt, and shame, and rage at her weakness gush into her mind, shattering the Web`s menacing hold, as much as anything can, surging like the ocean of his eyes to restore her to some form of sanity, though a new level of madness has been breached this night in her mind. At last, she blinks, once, quickly, lowering her head in shame, her hands resting on his shoulders clench into his bloodied clothing, unwilling to give him the chance to move away from her* I`m sorry, I don`t know what happened. I`m so weak, and you don`t need that, don`t need my madness atop yours ... I love you, I don`t want to hurt you, I`m sorry.
[21-22:18] Tevesh sighs, and whispers.. "I love you too, darlin'." He speaks in a western accent, now.. Seems to be his release, odd accents at the most akward of moments. He then looks at his hands, at her cheeks and licks one, sensing the mood as extremely heavy and sadness starting to creep into his mind.. He grins once, fangs bared.. And looks at her, his hands about her waist.. "Don't fret, dear... Welcome to this world."
[21-22:18] a01, *Tevesh : (Awkward*)
[21-22:22] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *her eyes close in sweet delight at the touch of his tongue; she leans forward after he speaks and drags her own tongue across a blood-smeared cheek and his rosey lips, shivering as the substance hits her tongue even cold. She smiles when she pulls away, tapping him lightly once on the nose with a reddened finger* I`m better now. I think I needed to do that. To accept it fully. *quite suddenly, she takes his face into her hands and kisses him; hard, hungry, yearning; tongue lancing into his mouth, tasting him, tasting the blood; but all very quickly; quick and fierce, and she pulls away, bloodied hands dropping to rest on his chest. She giggles, thinking at what a horrificly odd scene they would make, if any kine were aware of it, sharing her vision with him through their connection*
[21-22:27] Tevesh laughs, actually laughs... And then he looks down at Cecile.. For he is a bit taller than the woman, and he grins. His long hair hangs down in front of his face, some of it is clumped up with dried blood.. But he doesn't care. He looks at Cecile with wide eyes... "Too much insanity for us, dear.. These past days have been madness! -Madness-, I say!" He grins, seeming to be the Tevesh from before. But she knows he's not. She sees into his mind.. A crack, wider than before and full of something so dark that not even she can see it, has formed in his mind.. And he's obviously ignoring it..
[21-22:32] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she sense the crack, the fissure of his mind, but she refuses to think on it, to ackowledge and worry about it, feeling it will only feed it, to make it worse, like worrying a wound to infection. She laughs with him, though, because it feels good and they both need it, the release of it* That`s likely the only way to describe it, darling. Madness atop madness, and a little more for gravy. But please, let`s ... think on other things as best we can. I love you, I desire you, and I refuse to pussy-foot around it. Let`s go have a shower. I want to see your skin so I can memorize you, incase I ever go blind someday. *she teasing him mercilessly, intermittantly dragging her tongue along lines of blood that have dripped from his face and mouth along his neck, wondering if he, or if she, can interact in that fashion anymore*
[21-22:32] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : (senses*)
[21-22:39] a01, *Tevesh : *Tev shudders with pleasure, and grins wildly.* Clean, clean.. I'm a bit messy, eh? So are ye, lass. Could be a fun, fun time. *He nods and holds an arm out in an old gentlemanly fashion. He grins..* Your place again? I've a hotel room that I've not been in for nigh on months.
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[21-22:42] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *she nods* That`s fine, and there`s no one else in the building but me. We can be as loud as we want. *she slides her arm around his waist, keeping her relatively thin form against his, close as is managable by walking*
[21-22:46] Tevesh holds her close, his mind closed to the Web completely.. But not unaware of it. He knows the steady throb continues back in his mind, but he ignores it completely.. The Call can wait. Cecile cannot. And then he walks with her to her apartment.
[21-22:49] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : *they climb up the questionable iron stairs which squeek and groan. The door is unlocked, no surprise there for how quickly they left, and she slams it with purpose behind her, latching it several times out of habit. And poof, piff, and poff, they`re off!*
[21-22:52] a01, *Tevesh : (Continued!)
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[21-23:05] 9b9, ºEnvy: you naughty kids
[21-23:10] 37b, *Seiko Aida: why naughty?
[21-23:11] 9b9, ºEnvy: because I know what Cec and Tev are up to. *le snicker*
[21-23:12] 37b, *Seiko Aida: Ahh.. I didn't notice until now. *cackles..*
[21-23:14] 9b9, ºEnvy: I get the inside scoop. I'm a lucky girl, I guess.
[21-23:14] 37b, *Seiko Aida: lol
[21-23:16] 0e7, ºCecile DeMornay : (i swear i pushed that exit button .... *does so now*)
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[21-23:18] 07c, *Angelique Michaels 
: ((lo...just coming in to watch a bit))
[21-23:18] 9b9, ºEnvy: hi Angelique
[21-23:20] 9b9, ºEnvy: not much going on. hmmm... I have a really big test tomorrow, so I can't really stay. I'm being a horrible admin, but I guess it's the price I have to pay to pass my classes
[21-23:23] 9b9, ºEnvy: I need to go. you guys... play. have a great time. there is a contact link where you can get ahold of other people that rp here. maybe cook something up
[21-23:25] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: bye Envy
[21-23:25] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: sorry i was not more conversational tonight....thanks
[21-23:28] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: ((Cerf...you still in here?))
[21-23:28] 37b, *Seiko Aida: yea im here
[21-23:31] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: ((hi...just us two i guess eh?))
[21-23:32] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: ((i finished my profile for Angelique...gonna get it on here tomorrow i think))
[21-23:37] 37b, *Seiko Aida: yea.. jus us.. and that's cool.. why not get it up now?
[21-23:43] 07c, *Angelique Michaels: tired...don't feel like typing it...lol...its about a page or so long
[21-23:46] 37b, *Seiko Aida: lol o I see.
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[22-01:06] 09c, *Caine Lupas: ((test))
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[22-06:56] dd2, Ill Nino: *pokes his head in*
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: *taking up aspot by the stage he watches the crowd finding the club unusually packed for so early in the evening.Seeing two other bouncers for this shift he relaxes a little bit knowing he's not maning this one alone*: *catching the nods of the other two he strats to make a circuit of the club eyeing all patrons carefully as the others make the same half circuit pattern around the club making sure the crowd is far back enogh from the stage so the girl on sage are comfortable enough to use the entire stage as usual.Muttering more to himself than anyone else*I wonder what the fuck is going on? I've never seen it this packed.*hearing a small amount of commotion to the right of him he sees to male patrons being hauled to the doors*Huh, must've started a fight or sumthin'*continues on his path around the club back to his spot by the stage*: (hey Cec,what's up?): (tired is all,not really inthe mood for rp,but has nothing better to do, an am know glad someoneelse is in the room)*occassationaly haveing to push back the crowd he tries his best not to use Potence to force them back.*Come on people keep it back.: (*lol*Hey Envy,all hail the Admin*fakes a bow of worship*): (okay, yuir pic isn't working*points to avatar*): (Ah I dinna know that*fakes another bow*): (Well then I guess I really gotta watch me step*trys to look innocent*): (AAAAhhhh*runs from the Fae type folk* Ye are no worse than that Little people): (Nein, I'm not anywhere near closed minded, I just knoe how they really are*is Irish*): *looking up to see where the other two went he pushes back a few more drunken males wishing that he relly dinna have to work tonight*(*lol*It's okay,I'm not too freaked.*turns back to rpan' pulls all with him*): (okay,will do fine solo for now at least): *pushing more people back he looks to the office hoping to see Cecile beings thar he hasn't seen her for days.Hey you guys get away from the stage*moves to stop a few people from getting on stage*What the Hel is going on tonight?: In like an hour or so my roomies should be signing in and well with me posting the BB was packed far beyond than normal,I've got a big messon me hands. One is Alton: *barely catching a glimpse of who he thinks is Cecile he turns back to the crowd debating on how best to calm the crowd*: (hello, Seiko): *slightly startled by her seemingly sudden appearance at his side, slightly more so by what she just said but nods as she vanishes from his side,he then looks to the other 2 bouncers and give a back down signal shruging at the same time*: Ahh,I heard that Ben's from beseen moved over here. Is it true?: *stands in behind the counter, wiping down glasses from the noisy Saturday night crowd. Despite heath department code, her flaming red hair is down in her face to hid the last remnants of the shiner across her cheek. in her 4 hours here, she's yet to smile, so she's not tipped all that well. However, she does her job and she does it well, so at least she's tipped. Of course, she's making nothing compared to what she did at the Bush, but she would never go back there for any amount of money. Her eyes are slightly blank as she dazes off*: *first stepping back from the ensuing chaos he slips into the abyss only to slip back out in the office*Hey boss what was that about?: (*pounces the cookie head* LOOK! My Manda is back. and Squirrel isn't here): (*waves*Hey Cookie): (*knock off the ooc and I'll e-mail you the whole story*): (let her lurk if she's not comfortable, cookie *swats*): (pic): (*smiles*Now that's the way to get ppl to Rp and feel welcome*cheers for Cookie*)*nods*Alright then yuir the boss Cecile. I was just wondering what had brought about such a decision,an' I'm not the only one wondering*looks down at he other two bouncers*Poor kine.
: *is on stage, doing her routine, and since she's dancing she couldn't give a shit about whats going on past the first row of her audiance and their dollar bills.*: *moves into the bar she has more frequently been attending, looking around for a tender as she fishes a box of cigs from her canvas sholder bag,, placing one between her lips and lighting it up*..hm..: *the sound of the fishing, as subtle as it was in the noise of drunk people, is enough to snap her from her reverie and look up. Immediately, she walks down toward Seiko.* What can I get you?: Aye, I'll agree to that lass, but they're more than just breakfast,lunch,an' dinner. Ye'll come to learn that quite a few have their uses, other than to slake yuir thirst.*stilloking down on the room*Those to are poor because they may not live past tonight.: *she takes a drag from her cig then looks over to Kailynn, offering the woman a small smile, ashing her cig when she speaks* Umm.. I'll have a beer.: Any particular kind. *still no smile, though she doesn't appear to be getting annoyed.* We have a list if you need it.: *Finishing her dance, she blows kisses to a couple of good tippers, collects up her money, pulls on her bikini that she pulled off when she went on stage and goes to visit Cecile's office*: Uh... Guinness? *her smile fades some, taking another drag from the cig and setting her bag down at her feet*: I've made arangements for the taller one to meet a female friend of mine, an' the stalkier one well I've never really liked him in the first place so I donna knoe what I'll do with the lad yet.: *turns and walks down the bar, grabbing a beer mug and pouring the beer. She returns, setting it down wordlessly in front of the woman before gliding all down the bar, refilling drinks. Naturally, she gets a few lewd comments tossed in her direction, but if anyone can brush stuff like that off, she can.*: *knocks on the door to Cecile's office, but rudely lets herself in without waiting for Cecile to tell her she can come in.*: (OMG! MOTH! *has a little heart attack, just a minor one nothing deadly*): *turning as Jihan walks in he nods to her leting his eyes drift back to Cecile,speaking to Jihan*Ye doin' well lass?: ((*Big waves for the mothmonstar*)): *she picks up the beer and takes a small sip of it, sighing lightly and turning s her back is to the bar, eyes scanning the bar and looking to the patrons..*: *smiles at Caine, because she likes people that show concern for her. Very cat like.* Quite well. *gives Cecile a questioning look, as the woman thats been her boss has never been worse than even with her and quite pleased most of the time.* What the hell? *as Cecile shoves past*: *she too looks around, though her eyes keep falling on the newly entered Asian girl. She's an unusual addition to the crowd. Although, most of the people that come around here are unusual*: *confusedly looking at Jihan he shrugs his shoulders*Seems she's been like that all night,good to hear ye are well.: (*blinks... not realizing she needed help* Thanks, Mothy): (true... true): *glances between Caine and the door through which Cecile departed, barely noticing Caine's words* Mmm. Something was... realy off about her. So. *looks back to Caine* Any good stories of late?: (..and im drawing a blank): (it happens a lot with this char because she's so quiet. lemme think of something) *when she walks back to refill the glass, her eyes quickly shift around, then land on Seiko again* Are you new in the city? *it's not a friendly question, but more like a prerequisite to get to the important one that she's about to get to*: Stories?*lifts an eyebrow*An' what would ye mean by stories Jihan?*glancing at his watch*I'm off for now per bosses say. You got anythng goin' on?: Not realy. I have another dance routine... but since Cecile's just gone off the deep end I figure I can end early.: Then... you know that you shouldn't be walking around this part of the city alone at night *raises a brow and gives her a curious look, but only for a split second. Then, it's just gone and she's back to the normal, boring bartender, though she still waits for an answer. Of course, several women come in here alone, but she's sure that they must be assassins or something like that. They move funny... with dangerous eyes. Naturally, Kailynn never asks any questions*: Aye,see 'as goneoff the deep end.Alright then I'm headed to the Dawn,if ye wouldlike to join me I'd apprecate it.Oh an' ye can tell me what ye meant by stories on the way.: Good to hear *reaches down at lifts the little beer spout in her hand* need a refill?: Hmmm... I swing by there later... *gives him a predatory smile* but you'll be buying the drinks.: *chuckles*I'll be delighted to buy the rinks,it's not like I donna have to money.I'll be there for an hour or so. SO donna make it too much later*opens abyss to the left of him an' he nods his bye to Jihan*: *a little overdressed in a green sweater and jeans. No wonder she's not getting the tips, but she could really care less. She picks up the mug and shoots more beer into it, then replaces it on the bar* Just watch it. They've all been drinking for a while: Hmm... *with that she goes to the changing room to pull on a t shirt and some shorts over her work "clothes" and heads outside to look for her suddenly rogue boss*: Five. *puts her hands on the bar and leans on them a little, trying to relieve some pressure from her sore back*: *Jihan's not a hunter, she's a destroyer, so she can't sense whats differant about Cecile any more than what she can physicaly see. But Cecile's new found senses might likely tell her that Jihan doesn't seem at all human or vampire* I've had worse shit from my own Uncle. Whats up?: Thanks *puts the necessary money in the register and the rest in her pocket.* Sometimes there's a fight or two. Usually, though, people just sit in the corner and brood. It's a really strange bar.: *now sliding into the abyss he navigates the city by it's large abyssimal impressions(certain buildings of a dark aura) which he has come to know well.He then comes to the BtD and steps out of the abyss into the BtD,though to an on looker it looks like he just stepped out of the corner of the room*: *she takes the offer and settles down shoulder to shoulder with the woman that is quite likely nuts. Not like Jihan cares. In her eyes Cecile as well as everyone else that works in the club is hers. And Jihan doesn't fear whats hers.* The opposite. Dance, get money, go home, get drunk. Not near enough excitement. I've been thinking of becoming an arsonist just to get rid of this dullness.: *receives payment for a few more tabs between the glass washing as a few of the patrons leave, and gets a few more orders as new ones come in. little does she know that she's working in a bar that caters mainly to the undead. she never can shake that eerie feeling*: *strolling to the bar he's surprised at the switch of atmosphere from the BB*Hey canna I get a glass of the red stuff*not really wanting to blurt out the word blood due to the human occupnts of the bar*: What? And destroy the one place that I can honestly enjoy myself in? I might consider burning down all the other clubs in town so we'd get all the business...: *reaching the bar he slides on to a stool an' puts a wad of twentieson the bartop*to Kailynn* Did ye hear me lass?: Realy? *Jihan grins from ear to ear and her eyes flash from pools of black to a dull copper* Whats the catch?: *lifts her head up. She hadn't been paying any attention at all* Hm? Excuse me, I didn't hear you.: *blinks at the strange request. Jihan points out a finger to Cecile and pushes it against her soon to be former bosse's upper lip, attempting to get a look at the canines*: *shows a half assed smile*I wanted a tall glass of yuir red bottle*nods to the unlabled bottle on the shelf behind her*: *gives her a little pout that turns to curiosity* You're a ghul. When did this happen?: *has no idea what he's talking about until she turns her head towards the bottle he nodded towards* I... ok *she doesn't know what to charge for it, or even what kind of glass to put it in, but she's sure that she'll find the price written somewhere. She has to lean way up on her tippie toes to reach the bottle, but she grabs it with ease. Then, she just stares at the glasses... then down to the bottle, then to the glasses again*: Just put in a regular glass or a tin cup. Harmonia usually uses a glass.*slides off two of the twenties off the wad*This is way I always pay if not more.: *still, looking over the glasses. What in the hell is 'regular glass' in a bar* Like.. at water glass?: *sighs... as though this is an anouncement that slightly inconveniances her rather than is of life shattering effect.* Whatever you want to call yourself. My kind doesn't make much distinction between undead. So just cause you're a corpse that walks around you want to give up being in charge of a major club so you can come in and snack on the patrons every now and again?: Sure but make it a tall one will you please?You must be new working here.: (yes yes. but poor little kailynn doesn't know that, silly): Obviously. *said dryly as she plucks down a glass and sets it along with the bottle on the bar top. She picks up the money and opens the register to put it in*: Not to be rudelass but dina ye used to work at the Burning Bush?*unquorks the bottle an' pour the glass himself not too sure how Kailynn would react to pouring blood for someone*Thanks.: *she freezes mid... whatever she's doing, looking up at Autumn speaks to her wondering if him... and how many other people... heard that. She has to talk herself into speaking and quickly before she looks to obvious* No. Sorry.: *with that Jihan is alone on the street corner... and by tomorow will legaly own the place of vice, corruption, sex, and alchahol that makes her new life in America worth living.* YEEEEESS! *she leaps up and dances about screeming in delight*: *looking briefly at Autumn he grabs to bottle and his glass and move to a table shrouded in the shadows to wait for Jihan*: *the hand coming over the bar towards her causes her to react by hitting his hand away. Why is everyone suddenly picking on her?* Hey... back here is my space, buddy. *and she goes down to refill some already inebriated asshole's seemingly bottomless glass*: ((Just asking if you minded if I put up updates on the board saying Jihan got the job of new management)): *Jihan decides this is time to celebrate. She heads down the streets to the Before the Dawn to get her drink on*: (brb): *putting the now full glass back on the bar when he asks her for milk.* Milk and... *starts taking the empty glasses from the bar and putting them in the sink*: (back)*pouring himself another glass he sips slowly on this one so he is able to savor the tasteof vitae*: *she enters the bar and heads over for Caine. As she comes in though, she sees the girl thats been missin from her proffesional life: Kailynn. Jihan makes a mental note to harass the poor girl later*: *seeing Jihan approach the table he waves at Kailynn to come to the table,not knowing the barkeeps name he raises her voice to get her attention*Hey, I need another glass over here.: *stays silent as she walks to the fridge, gets out a nearly empty gallon of milk and pours it into a glass. She doesn't even look at him until she has the glass set on the bar* Alcohol was invented by accident by monks who were fasting. It was filling and took the edge off the aches of starvation. *gives him such an unimpressed look as she turns her back and picks up another glass, having to take it all the way to the table herself, since there is no waitress*: (that's his voice): *Jihan settles down in her seat opposite Caine. Her excitement is not the least bit hidden*: *putting Jihan earlier comments in the back of his mind a puzzling look crosses his face*First,what'll ye have? Second, what are ye all 'appy about?: *had been looking only to Caine while listening to Autumn, but once he'd finished speaking and she looks slightly irritated that they made her bring a glass all the way over here, now she'd have to go back behind the bar to fill it up. She turns her head patiently to the culprit... only just now realizing that it's Jihan. She almost drops the glass in her hand, but luckily she has enough control over herself to just set it on the table*: The best spiced rum and the harshest paint peeling vodka. Mixed. In a very large glass.: *she looks over to Kailynn and grins impishly*: *and she smiles back... knowing from her UCLA freshman days that a concoction like that will make a person violently ill* No problem. Can I bring you the bottles?: Well it seems ye two knoe each other, an' ye heard what she wanted, so ye two can work out the difficulties on getting it done*Has slipped into a mood quite unlike himself*: That'd be darling. And take a seat over here when you have a chance Mary-Anne. I HAVE to get caught up with you.: *she isn't particularly fond of people in general... or people in bars and if Caine didn't bother her before, he does now just because he's with Jihan* Sorry. I'm busy. *goes back to the bar to fetch the bottles*: *hearing Kailynn answer to Jihan's invite speaks up*No it's no problem do join us: *gives her a little pout but turns to Caine*: *looking to Jihan he shrugs*So what are ye so giddy about?: *returns with the bottles and puts them on the table, really having to restrain from slamming them down. Then she just walks away, ignoring the second invitation. Eventually, she gets back to Autumn* Anything else for you?: I caught up with Cecile and she gave me the club.: *gives Kailynn a soft pat on the butt as she turns and walks away... nothing sexual about it, she just knows how much Kailynn hates it*: *raises a brow*She gave you the club?*slightly puts stress on gave,he sips from his glass and just stares in bewilderment*: Well, we made an agreement. I had to allow a few concessions to her *Yes, Jihan has to make like she gave up lots of options to get a hold of it* but tomarow she'll sign me over as the new owner.: *just frowns, especially when he winks at her. Will she ever escape this? probably not. But she doesn't need to get fired, that's for sure, so she pours the milk and sighs* Kailynn. And please stop hitting on me. I really don't think it's cute.: *sits back in his chair lighitly laughing*So yuir the new boss? Now shall I call ye boss or continue to call you by yuir name? For thaat matter will I still be working there?: Cecile's been making the Bush highly profitable and I'm not gonna mess with sucess. As for what to call me... *ponders for a moment* I suppose I can't use my stage name anymore. Boss doesn't have enough umpf to it. How about Mistress? Mistress Jihan? Say it so I can tell if I want to hear my employees calling me it day after day.: *a slow smile forms, then... a laugh. Just a small one, but it's there none the less. She's seen some strange people in this city, but he's up among the strangest... and not in a creepy way, which she had thought impossible* It's alright. *she picks up the money from the bar before someone else does. Sadly, she doesn't really feel bad about making him so nervous. In fact, it makes her feel quite good... like she's a little bit more in controll of her life again*: *laughing again he regains his composure*Now ye gotta remember me accent it'll sound different coming from over people.*pausing to take a drink off his glass he licks his lips,and in his thick Irish accent*Mistress Jihan, how may I help ye today?*decided to throw some improve in there*: *the people, at least humans, are starting to thin out as they hit their limits and she just gets to work washing the glasses, not even bothering to hide how badly she wants to leave by looking at the clock at least every five minutes*: *considers* No... while I do like people making it abundantly clear they submit to my every whim, it doesn't quite work here. Mistress Jihan'll be when you want a raise or time off.: *she smiles again, always looking down when she does with her hair hiding her face. She doesn't know if Harmonia has rules against customers helping sweep floors, but she's certainly not one to turn down help* If you want to. *nods towards the corner where the broom and dust pan stand*: *chuckling as he takes another drink from his glass an' empties it*Now donna go assuming I'll bide by that Jihan. I'll submit,but to yuir every whim,Nein. Ye got another thing comin'.*smiles*Ye may be the new bossbut I do have me limits.: (*loves Caine's celtic accent with some random German words tossed in there*): *she shrugs* Thats why Mistress doesn't work. I miss the old work ethic they had a few hundred years back, where servant meant a position for life.: *gives Autumn periodic strange looks, which replace the looks to the clock. What a complete weirdo, but whatever... as long as he's the one sweeping, he can enjoy it all that he wants. Once the glasses are washed, she starts putting them away, getting ready for whoever is coming in to relieve her*: (*bows*Thanks Kailynn)Aye, I was Lord o'er the glen in those days.*sighs, in partial remeberance*: Yeah. Thanks. *then, five mintutes late, somebody does come in to take over. Without complaint, she takes up her tips, which are pretty slim, an comes out from behind the bar, plucking her jacket from a hook on the wall*: My father was a sheik of a moderate sized kingdom before Islam broke out, his father before him was worshiped as a god. In any case... *she pulls the two bottles into her purse* For later. *winks* I have to go home and get my uncle to help me on someupcomming legal stuff.: *snapping back to reality*Aye ,ye go on an' do that lass I'm gonna head on home, Oh before i forget. Cann ye still get that beretta for me?: 'Course.: *with that she slips out of the bar and lets Caine pay for drinks like he said he would... probably not knowing that two bottles would be what she had in mind*: *she walks past the remaining customers without even a look. She's done now. Maybe someday, she'll get out of that attitude that is just clinging from working at the Bush, but not tonight. Her steps cease when she gets to August's table. Pulling the tips from her pocket, she counts out a couple of bills and puts them on the table* Get yourself some more milk. Thanks for the help. *lucky him that her hair is constantly in her face*: *nods and walks over behind the bar he leaves half a wad of twenites in the cash register.He then opens an abyss portal and walks off into thedarkness*: *just looks at him for a moment like he slapped her and she doesn't know how to react. Without her eyes even once drifty to the money, she sticks her hands into the pockets of her jacket and walks to the door as if he hadn't even protested*: *turns when he follows her outside, which he'd have to because when her time's up, she's gone... not that she had anything better to do once she was gone. She's clearly very irritated. her hand comes up and just snatches the money, feeling like an idiot when her thanks is rejected... and even more of an idiot for caring* I just wanted to thank you, alright. I'm not trying to infect you with the plague.: Whatever. *and this would be the point when she would just walk home, or call a cab so that she can be sure he doesn't follow her, but she hesitates.* There are a lot of eccentric simpletons in this city. What makes you think I'd take pity on you?: You were hitting on me. I specifically said that I was intending to thank you. *she just doesn't understand why her feet are planted to the pavement and why words keep coming out of her mouth*: *she lets the otherwise offensive words just glide over her... almost. They don't glide as smoothly as she'd like them to. There is a slight scraping as they go. She honestly hadn't tried to offend him, but she obviously had and she strangely enough had no desire to fix it* Look, this conversation is stupid. I wanted to buy you a drink, but I wanted to leave more, so I just left you the means to do it. Can we drop it?: *way to rub some salt into her already gaping wounds. She wasn't actually very concieted at all. She just wanted to be left alone... or did she? She spends a long time just staring at him through her hair, like she can't believe either what he said or what he's doing and she doesn't know how to react to it. When the cabbie finally loses patience and honks the horn, yelling she jumps* I uh... I'd rather walk. *buttons her jacket as she turns, glad for the petty distraction*: *he'd have to dash quickly to catch up with her, because when she's ready to leave, she's ready to leave* I have a ways to go. I'll be alright.: *she really does have a long ways to go, as she's not going home... which they've already passed. She decided to go by the hotel and hang out with Jaylin if he's in and up for company, since ironically, she gets sick of being in her place alone* Bye. *she doesn't seem too surprised by his sudden departure, since her defenses are usually up pretty high at work and the surrounding moments afterwards. But then... she feels bad. he was just trying to be nice and she was just being so mean. So against her better judgement, she turns* Hey: (hey squirrelie): Do you always drink milk? *buttons finished, she tucks her hands into her pockets*: *hugs g'night to Cecile, Squirrel, and the ever so darling Envy*: *she bites her lip as she considers her options. For a woman who's seen the dirtiest underbelly of the city and knows all the rules, she sure is the queen of ignoring them* You can walk me to where I'm going if you want to.: (*super snuggles Jihan*): Yeah. I guess. *starts walking, pulling the hood of her jacket up to cover her hair... a habit she's not overly anxious to be rid of. Digging for something to say to spawn some semblance of a conversation on this trek... * Are you a writer?: No *so blunt and simple that it can't be true, although at least it's not defensive. She keeps her eyes focused ahead, hoping that he doesn't push it. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to more questions*: I don't really believe in anything. I just hope that some things are true and some things aren't. *her eyes stay pretty much focused ahead. She's not feeling very paranoid tonight, but certainly edgy. She'd like to dare anything to come out of the shadows*: *she's a little comforted by his rambling, even though she doesn't contribute. She stays quiet, so when he's done there is an awkward silence*: Interesting? That's an adjective that I haven't heard attatched to me in... well, never. *keeps walking, her steps long but not hurried*: That's too bad. I don't think that you should waste your time on it. *the hotel is now a few mere yards away. Her steps start to slow and her eyes are locked on it.. her obvious destination*
: *walks into the hotel, going straight to the front desk with a smile to talk to the girl. He’d only heard recently that somehow his last job hadn’t died. He’s not quite sure how that works out, except that guy has to be something he hasn’t encountered before, which is why he brought just about anything he could need to kill anything with him this time. It really doesn’t take all that much effort for him to get Jaylin’s room number from the girl and then thank her before turning to go find the room*: *sits on the floor in front of Jaylin's bed, biting her lip intently as her thumbs move around the controller, making the noisy car on the screen zoom around corners, crash through buildings... and of course, run people over. Her hair is unbrushed, but not too horribly messy. A half eaten abandoned bagel sits next to her, obviously not as important as winning*
: *is laying on his stomach on his bed, the controller in his hands as he basically just holds down the button to make the car go, though his car is crashing into just about anything and everything it comes across* I think I might be getting better. *the nightstand near him is covered in empty soda cans and candy wrappers, his answers to the need for Alcohol instead of going out to drink, and so far it seems to have been successful*: Yeah. You'll be ready for zombie killing in no time *runs his car over with hers and chuckles* Thanks for letting me hang out. I really just didn't want to lead that guy to my house.: No problem. Besides it’s nice to have someone else in here besides me and Dr. Pepper there *attempts to run his car into hers from behind but hits the corner of a turn instead and spins out, having to try and turn the car around again to catch up* Somehow I think the Zombie killing might turn out to be easier.: *takes the chance of possibly crashing to glance at the clock, she frowns and looks back at the game* The pizza guy is late.: *walks up to the hotel room door, and makes sure to stand out of sight of the doors peephole before he knocks loudly and then waits, reaching into his coat for a knife, at least to start with. Whatever it was going to take to kill this man, he was going to find it.*: He probably got caught up talking to the girl at the desk or something *is concentrating very hard on getting his car through another turn without crashing* She does love to gossip about the long term residence of the hotel…*looks up at the knock, and his car crashes again* And speak of the devil. *drops the control and gets up to walk over to the door* I hope they got the order right.: *and she wins! She tosses the controller and jumps up, doing a little victory dance* Yesss! they better have. check before he leaves.: I will *and he opens the door, not registering that there’s not a pizza guy there at first, but before he can do anything else, it’s to late*: *as the door opens Dunstan is already walking through it, knife raised at the throat of the other man as he grabs his shirt and shoves him back inside, shoving the door shut with his foot behind him* I bet you never thought you’d see me again.: *jumps when what should have been the pizza guy turns out to be Dunstan. Having thought he'd left the city, she's in complete shock. To her credit, she doesn't scream, which would undoubtedly bring hotel staff.*: *and shock cannot even begin to describe the look on Jaylin’s face as he realizes who he’s looking at. When he’d first seen him it seemed a blessing, and during the recovery he had almost wished to run into him again so he could finish the job, but not now. He had finally gotten past that, and the last thing he wanted was another brush with death or to actually die. He looks to Kailynn, suddenly wishing he hadn’t let her hang out here, because for all he knew this would mean she was going to be killed to because she was a witness*: *his eyes follow Jaylin’s look and he sees Kailynn. He’s just as shocked to see her, but he quickly wipes the look from his face. He didn’t have time for that now* If you think her being here is going to save you your wrong. *he presses the knife harder against his throat, creating a thin red line of blood* Now you can just make this easier and tell me how I can kill you permanently, or I’ll just have to try everything until I find something.: I…I don’t know…obviously shooting doesn’t work…and I know ODing and drowning don’t work either *is managing to get the words out, but it gets harder and harder as he starts to panic. It feels almost like something building up, getting ready to explode, and he can only hope that this is over quickly and Kailynn gets out alive at least, because he’s not sure he can stand this feeling much longer*: *if only she could get behind the both of them, she could hit Dunstan with something... but then, he does only have a knife. It's not like he can just move his hand and shoot her.What can he do if she were to start walking? At worst, it would at least be a diversion for Jaylin to do something. So she starts walking, headed for the night stand. The lamps are glued down of course, but she happens to know that all hotels have a nice hard cover Bible in the drawer*: *if only she could get behind the both of them, she could hit Dunstan with something... but then, he does only have a knife. It's not like he can just move his hand and shoot her.What can he do if she were to start walking? At worst, it would at least be a diversion for Jaylin to do something. So she starts walking, headed for the night stand. The lamps are glued down of course, but she happens to know that all hotels have a nice hard cover Bible in the drawer*: *and he notices Kailynn move turns his head with a frown on his face, not releasing his grip on Jaylin, hoping to keep him immobilized with the obvious panic he’s feeling* I don’t want to hurt you Kailynn, but I will.: No you won't. You don't even have to be here at all. *has to start walking backwards so that she keeps her eyes on him.* Just... go away. *she doesn't get cocky, but she doesn't stop. She's not all that brave, but she's not going to just stand there while her only friend gets his head cut off*: Yes I will. You don’t know me all that well, and if you keep giving me trouble you’ll end up just as dead as he’s going to be *he doesn’t know why he suddenly got so angry that she seems to be defending this man, but he does. He wouldn’t actually kill her, but for some reason he’d said it anyway*: You won’t touch her *he’s not sure where that sudden confidence came from, but his tone was suddenly very smooth and firm. It’s like suddenly the feeling a panic transformed into something else. A feeling of power he’s very unfamiliar with, and suddenly that feeling of power lashes out at Dunstan*: *drops the knife drops as he’s forcibly shoved backwards, right into the wall connecting to the room’s bathroom with a sickening thud as the back his head slams into the wall, and he sinks to the floor his hand going to the back of his head to feel the blood from the spot of impact, though he can’t really do anything more then that as he’s dazed and can’t seem to think straight*: *she shakes her head a little... wondering just what she missed, but she can figure it out later. Dunstan is obviously out of commision for a few moments and that's all that is plenty of time. She takes the few steps to Jaylin and grabs his hand pulling him towards the door* Come on.: *looks down at the top of his shirt, ripped from Dunstan having been holding onto it when he was shoved…and that’s when Jaylin does realized that Dunstan was shoved, and that he’d done it. That feeling of power…it had been a real feeling. But now all he can feel is scared, because with that power had come a feeling of happiness at being able to manipulate another like that, to have had the power to kill someone if he had chosen to* Yeah…uh…yeah *lets himself be pulled to the door, then shakes his head and focuses again, walking without having to be pulled*: *takes him out the back door of the hotel that she knows all too well and then just looks for a shady resturaunt or something to hide in. Unfortunately for Jaylin, Dunstan knows where she lives so her place isn't an option.* I... don't know what to do.: We have to go somewhere safe….somewhere he won’t…..*just trails off as he tries to think of somewhere, but the club wasn’t an option, Dunstan knew where that was, and besides his room, which now wouldn’t work, he didn’t know too many places* What…what about Before the Dawn? He doesn’t know about that place I don’t think….or he doesn’t know that we know it.: brb: ok... *it's a little far, but they can make it!*: *yawning he slides open the lid to he coffin;being the traditionalist he is; and climbs out taking his time to strech and acctually wake up.Scencing something out of place he moves to the basement door, amd carefully peeks out the door for any movement,glad he placed several mirrors strategically around the upper rooms,knowing that Lasombra cast no reflection,and his ex-pack mates aren't of his clan,he counts on who ever is roaming around in his place isn't a clan elder come to "talk" to him about his recent AWOL*: *unholstering his berette,which he tends to sleep with out of habit,he opens the door and moves into the uppr room carefully checking each and every turn or doorway.After a full sweep of his place,that took up 30 minutes of his "morning",and finding no one or no sign of anyone else being there he gets dressed and ready for work,still thinking it amusing to have Jihan as his boss.*: *slowly trudging away behind the bar. She hadn't slept yet, since she hadn't been comfortable going home and had no where else to go. Being awake for almost 40 hours straight are starting to wear on her, but she has nothing else to do.*: *he finds himself stepping out of a cab infront of the BtD ... again. Odd that he keeps returning here. Can`t imagine why. Dark eyes rove momentarily as he throws his cigarette onto the sidewalk. He steps in, smiling at Kai, though her head is probably down, as always* Evening, Ms. Kailynn: *of course it was, but she looks up hearing her name. It actually makes her jump a little, since most of the people here don't know her name.* Oh, yeah. coming right up.: Peppermint schnopps on ice, when you have a moment. *he flops down onto a barstool, and slides something over the counter to her* I brought this for you, because you seem like the intellectual type, and this is just a funny book of interesting facts. *the title is, `Do Fish Drink Water?`(a real book, really funny and smart)* I like giving books away. Makes me feel better about not killing another tree.: *pours him the drink and sets it down as she picks up the book. She gauges if she poured the right drink or not by if he yells at her. She turns the book over in her hands. Random facts are totally up her alley* Intellectual? What makes you think that?: Because you try too hard not to be. *he smiles, sips, and nods. Gotta love the German stuff* It has questions, such as, `Who made the first pair of underwear?`and subsequent answer. *shrugs* Just thought it might be a good bathtub book, you know? Best way to read entertaining novels. In bubbles. *lord, he thinks, do I sound gay. He laughs at himself*: *the thought of a bathtub makes her to tired that she almost collapses right there* Thank you... *did she forget his name? She must have. It's not popping up in her memory*: *he stares at her, and glances down the bar at the other tender* Why are you here? Your eyes look like they`ve been open for three days. You need to rest.: Yeah I... *her exhaustion just becomes to much right at that very moment and tears well up in her eyes* I can't.: *he`s alarmed, and in an act of chivalry, and just his basic nature, he moves behind the bar in fluid, sinewy movements and grabs her hand; if she has any kind of sense or instinct, there`s no evil intention* Yes you can. He grabs her coat, the one from the other night, and he starts leading her to the door* Come on, you can`t stay here. You`re useless right now. *not meant meanly, just the way it is*: *but she doesn't have any kind of sense or instinct, except for the one that she's being pulled. With mild struggle, she tries to pull her hand out of his* You don't... understand. I can't go.: Right. Is it because you don`t know me, or what? Come on, Kailynn ... *he realizes, suddenly, with that writer`s `here`s a good plot going on`instinct, that she`s probably in some kind of trouble* Does anyone here know me but you? You don`t even know my name. Get in a cab with me. Anyone who can follow me through these streets back to Irvine is a fucking genius. Come on, don`t fight me. *he`s quite a bit bigger than her, and makes it known, with gentle pressure around her arms*: *she hates this. She really needs to get her shit together and stop being such a victim. But that's not going to happen tonight. She finally allows herself to be pulled* I can't go home. I have to move, but I can't go home.: Shut up. We`ll figure it out later. Come on. *and , as they step out, he yells at a cabby across the street; not waiting for him to swing around, he jogs them over, and almost roughly gets her in the cab, following after her* !506 Torrence Drive. Irvine. Fast as possible, please.: *looks over at him, unable to quite put a finger on why he's in such a hurry... so she asks* What's the rush? I'm not in labor: *he laughs at her* Because it was fun. I like to get my addrenaline pumping randomly; it`s a really cool high. Also gives you ultimate control over your body, once you master it. It`s like a form of meditation. *he studies her* And I wanted to see how you`d react. I like to ... study people in odd situations. *his smile is sly, maybe even spooky. But his eyes are laughing, all in good humor*: *but she doesn't laugh. She just turns her head and looks out the window with sleepy eyes. Those kind of situations weren't so odd for her anymore* It's not funny.: *he frowns, his smile dropping like a cheesecake too quickly taken out of the oven. He shrugs* If you want, I can drop you somewhere besides your place. I don`t want you at my place unless you think you can be comfortable there. It`s big. You`d have like, five rooms to yourself and I`d probably forget about you for a few days. I only stay in my study.: *well, it's not like she has anywhere else to go. her head leans to the side and rests on the window* Thanks *no "but" at the end.*: Mmhm. *and he leaves her in silence for the thirty-minute drive to his home. Once there, he pays the man and ushers her up to the front door. Taking her hand, he drops a set of keys in them* Come and go as you please while you`re here. These`ll open all the doors painted blue.: *nods, but the motion makes her so dizzy that her hand just falls, dropping the keys. Her body goes totally limp as she passes out, flopping down like a ragdoll*: Shit! *he manages to catch her by an arm; no accrobat. He quickly throws her up over his shoulder; no knight, either. He takes her inside, and quickly up to the third floor. He knows she`s just exhausted. Unlocking one of the blue doors, he flops her down gently onto a super king sized bed. He puts the keys on the nightstand beside her, and busies himself for a bit leaving her out a towel and bathroom stuff on a chair next to the bed, and a snack of fruit and cheeses and crackers in a electric, chilled serving plate, also on the nightstand. He pulls a blanket over her, one sitting at the end of the bed; super soft cotton. He closes the door and makes back down the stairs to pay the cabby*: (iconage): *sits in the corner of the bar, a few books and magazines sprawled out on the table. She needed new clothes and had a hard time getting into stores open after dark*: *fell asleep in one of the chairs in the back of the room while trying to stay awake earlier. He’s been asleep for a good few hours now and when he moves in the chair he suddenly finds himself lying on his back on the floor, one of his legs caught up in the chair he’d been in. The first thing he does is panic when he can’t remember where he is or why, but he quickly pushes that out his mind, looking around and forcing himself to remember where he is. He takes a few breaths and closes his eyes, trying very hard to calm down, as he’s afraid what might happen if he isn’t calm*: ((That was weird)): *doesn't even look up from her page flipping, but she smiles a little* You're on the floor of a bar.... and the sad part is that you're not drunk.: I’d actually call that an amazing accomplishment *pulls his leg out from the chair and sets the offending piece of furniture back up after he stands before turning to look at the woman who had spoken, thinking he recognized her being in here before though it’s hard to think rationally enough to remember exactly what she was doing here last time* Catalog shopping in a bar? Interesting choice for passing the time.: *shrugs one shoulder as her dark eyes shift up. Much more friendly now that she doesn't have some goal to accomplish* Sometimes I just need to be reminded that there is life outside of my house.: I think you could have found someplace better than this *he doesn’t mean to be sarcastic, but being very tired and having only rested when he’d fallen asleep in that chair isn’t helping him to be very cheerful as he rubs where his neck and shoulder meet, starting to develop some very painful aches*: *just smiles again, as she would probably be just as cranky as she woke up on the floor of a bar and didn't even have the sanctity of alcohol to blame* At this time of night? Not likely.: *feeling refreshed and relaxed he strolls into the BtD gipming and bleeding sltightly from his nearly severed left arm he colapses at the frist table he reashes*: ((you're always all beat up, Caine)): (*lol*Thnaks): (*swicthes all his mixed up letters*): Well maybe for looking at catalogs, but there’s definitely more fun places to be than here…do you care if I sit here for a minute? *points to another chair at her table, though he’s already starting to sit down before the question is even finished*: Of course not *glances at the bleeding guy... obviously not human and obviously not too careful. She nods towards him and looks at Jaylin* Do you know that man?: *slupping over in his chair he waves to the barkeep withi his right*The usaual pllease?: *turns his head to look, squinting at first as he places who it is he’s looking at* Not very well, but I’ve seen him around here….and that doesn’t look like it’s a good kind of hurt.: Is he always so obvious about bleeding all over the place? *closes the catalog she'd been looking at*: Well I’ve never seen him bleed before *stands up again as he looks over at Caine* I think maybe someone probably should ask about it.: *and right at that precise moment, her phone rings. picking it up from the table, a soft smile spreads across her lips* I'm sure that you'll do great. *gathers up her various belongings* Excuse me: Yeah of course *kind of rolls his eyes before walking over to sit next to Caine* Have you considered taking care of that? I don’t think Harmonia will be happy if she has to mop up blood stains off the floor.: *lifting his glass he gulps down the entire drink and turns to Jaylin chuckeling*Aye that, may be true lad but I'm undoubtly sure Lady Harmonia will understand.: I guess…you’re sure you just want to….leave it like that? *he’s not really sounding all that serious, just kind of a ‘making sure’ tone. He’s not stupid enough to think Caine’s human, he’s been hanging around and heard enough to know better then that* What happened to you?: ((*pokes both of you* How are you guys?)): Well if ye donna mind lad ye could help me secure me arm back into place.*sighs*I run into a few old friends who dinna make it out of the park.: ((*is poked*Hey watch it I'm bleeding all over the place): *will walk into her bar and smile at Caine and Jaylin* Hey guys, how are ya doing tonight?: No problem. I’ll be…well I’m willing to help anyway…that just looks…nasty.: ((*waves to Cookie then pokes him IC* Come on, you know you want to rp)): ((Damn right I do. The BTD then?)): Hey Harmonia…umm….well I think generally everyone could be doing a little bit better…I actually need to ask you for a favor…after this of course *motions to Caine’s arm*: ((of course)): *laughs and looks up at Har*Fine just fine*hands Jaylin a length of leather that was torn from his trench*: *looks at Caine and blinks at his arm. She runs behind the bar and grabs some towels and medical kit. She moves over to him and starts to clean it out, bandaging it up. Looks at Jaylin, a smile on her face* What's the favor ya need?: (*runs through the room poking everyone* I'm bleeeeding): *takes the leather and stands up so he can better help do this* Hmm, I’ll have to remember never to let this happen to one of my arms. It looks like it hurts pretty bad, but usually things like this hurt worse than anyone can tell from looking.: *Jihan wonders what she's doing coming to the Before the Dawn. After all, now that she's got the Bush all for her very own, she can drink from the club's supply with impunity. It could be for several subconcious reasons, but Jihan's not the kind of person to realy do a lot of self realization and swings open the door to the bar anyway*: *nearly noding off he looks between Harmonia and Jaylin*Har lass can ye get me another drink?: *looks at Harmonia with a kind of sheepish smile*Well um…I need a place to stay for a while…a guy showed up at my place today, the one who tried to kill me last time…so I can’t really go back there, and I can’t go to work, and the only other person who’s place I might have crashed was with me so her place isn’t safe either…I’m actually wondering where she got off to…*looks kind of confused and worried for a moment* Anyway…I was hoping I could rent one of the rooms here.: *nods to Caine and goes behind the bar, grabbing him his usual drink. Hands it to him and looks at Jaylin and nods* Of course you can. I have a couple of rooms left. And if you need a job to tide you over you can work here. It's no problem. *Sees Jihan and smiles at her* What can I get ya?: (gotta love how she stays on top of things*pats Harmonia on the back*)*taking the glass he gulps that down then sees Jihan walking in*Hail there boss*trying to be all smiles*: Your…thank you Harmonia. *he just, doesn’t know what else to say. If she hadn’t offered, he’d be on the street without a job, and probably still hunted. Somehow he doesn’t think the guy would risk coming in here looking for him with so many non-humans about even if he figured out Jaylin was here, and so it’s the only place he really feels safe at the moment in. That, and it’s the last place he has left*: *steps up to the bar, smiling at Harmonia and glancing over at Jaylin and Caine. She'll need to talk to Jaylin later as he may or may not know of the change in management. But thats for later. To Harmonia* I'll have a mix of the harshest vodka and the best rum. If its got a name, tell me.: *looks at Caine and smiles a bit. Looks at Jaylin* It's no problem honey. *looks at Jihan and nods, mixing her drink. She hands it to her and shrugs* Usually don't name the drinks here, you can name this one if ya want too: *recognize Jihan after a moment, and suddenly it occurs to him he should say something instead of just not showing up for work. She could probably get the message to the right people…not to mention he needed to tell someone that if that guy showed up at the bush looking for him, it would be better if he wasn’t told anything about Jaylin or where he was now* Hey Jihan…could you get a message for me to the boss at the club?: *looks over to Jaylin at his request and gives him a grin* Sure. By the way, the boss is now me.: Oh…I guess that makes this easier…when did that happen? *is getting a bit off track, but he still wants to know*: *looks at Caine and smiles a bit* You look like you are thinking hard about something. What's going on: I'll call it a "slap in the face". *she gives a smile to the kind lady giving Jihan her drink, because Jihan realy does like it when people give her strong drink. Even if she does have to pay for it. Back to Jaylin* Yesterday night. Cecile went a bit nutty and signed everything over to me. I didn't see any reason why to say no cause she wanted to burn the place down anyway. So what do you needa tell me?: *he chucles at the exchange between Jaylin and Jihan*Well I'm still going over the events of the night. I'm rather surprised I cameout on top.: I kinda…have to quit. *only pauses for a moment after saying it* There’s a guy…tall, hair cut short, he knows Kailynn…he tried to kill me once before…he showed up at my place again, and he knows about the Bush, so I can’t really go back there unless I want him to try and kill me again.: Glad to see you came out on top. Would hate to have one of my favorite patrons die on me. That would not be fun. *keeps an eye on Jaylin and Jihan and looks at Caine, a smile on her face*: *Jihan's jovial face suddenly becomes all business and her eyes shift from benevolance to malevolance as well as making a subtle shift from black to red tinged dark brown* Who?: *smlies*Aye,I am too.Even though it'll take me a weeks time at least to heal all my wounds.Can IO get another*lifts his glass breifly and then reaches into his pooket pulling to a blood staind wad of twenties*: *as a side tought he looks at Jihan*I hate to interrupt but,*coughs*I wonna be in for work over the course of the next two weeks: I have no idea what his name is, he was never kind enough to tell me, and when I asked Kailynn what she knew about him all she told me was that I needed to stay away from him. I thought I’d never see him again after the last time…but he just showed up again. We were lucky to get away from him, he seemed convinced that he could find a way to kill me. *a distinct look of fear briefly passes over his face when he thinks about what happen that day, though it’s not caused by the man who’d tried to kill him, but what he himself had done to get away*: *puts the bit of info from Caine in the back of her head but doesn't respond. She's more interested in Jaylin's predicament. He works a the club, therefore she's his therefore Jihan's in need of bringing pain and suffering down on those that would harm whats hers* He after you or Kailynn?: *she nods at Caine and refills it. She hands it to him and puts her hand up* Keep the money. *looks at Jihan* I hate to interupt but I'll hide him here for a bit if he needs it.: *glances at Harmonia and gives her a smile for being so helpful for him during this* Definitely me, that was clear. But I think Kailynn knew him before I even met her, he talked like he knew her. Actually…I doubt she’d of had to worry about him if it wasn’t for me *and his tone takes on a much more sober note at the statement of that fact*: *knowing she preoccupied, he take the drink from Har and laughs*Yuir right,ye probably doona want to give people thier change with blood on it.: ((**somber instead of sober)): *looks at Caine and smiles a bit* I'd prefer you keep it. Besides you can always pay later. And that is a good point, I don't think people would like bloody change: *she gives a nod to Harmonia's words though she keeps looking right at Jaylin* If you need protection, I'll make sure you have it.: ((*waves to the Squirrel monster*)): ((*tackles Squirrel and hugs* How are ya?)): Lass I've got plenty of resourses the money is no matter to me.(*waves to the Squirrely*): *smiles at Jaylin and nods at him. She would do anything for any of the patrons in her bar, she considers them family and no one fucks with her family or there is hell to pay*: ((Doing ok, might be getting sick and I do not have the time to get sick)): I think if I just lay low for a while he would go away…I think…actually…yeah probably not *he just works it out himself as he talks* What kind of protection do you mean exactly?: Well, I'm more than a match for your run of the mill mortal human and most undead in this city for that matter. If it comes down to it I could hire some extra muscle to watch your back too.: ((Thanks. I hope I get better soon then also)) *looks at Jihan and notes what she just says. She will keep an eye on them, making sure everything works out. She grabs a glass and smiles at the NPC bartender that was working that night.* Go on home, don't worry, you'll still get paid for the hours, just head on home. * the NPC bartender smiles and heads out . She smiles slightly* The one night I have off and I end up working: *getting up from the table he was siting at he looks down at his blood covering it and with what strength he has left opens the abyss pushing the table in and closes the abyssportal colapsing where he stands*: Wow….this just all happened fast *shakes his head a bit before looking back up* But it’s nice to know there’s people who actually give a damn if I get slaughtered or not. A few months ago no one would have thought twice about it. But whoever this guy is…I don’t think he’s a normal guy, but I am pretty sure he’s human.: *looks at Jaylin and smiles again. Looks to see Caine collapse and jumps over the bar running towards him. She kneels down.* Caine.: Jaylin... she slips back into her old cat like self and places a hand under his chin to tilt it up and make sure his eyes are looking into hers* Even before I got ownership, everyone in that club was mine. I don't like people trying to hurt my property. *she gives him a wicked grin and lets go*: *and he just stares at her for a moment, a little mesmerized before he snaps himself out of it* Property huh? *just seems to be grasping for words* I guess….actually I don’t know what I guess…but thank you for the help for whatever reasons it’s there.: *slightly conscious he pulls out his cell phoneand barely whispers*Call Mr. Reese*he then slips under losing all conscious thought*: You can stay in one of the beds the girls normaly use for the high paying customers or stay at the Before the Dawn. Just keep doing your work.: *she looks at this and grabs the phone calling Mr. Reese. She looks over at Jaylin and Jihan. The phone rings and she waits for an answer*: (hey I gotta jet so I'llttyl all later. oh Har, my roommate will be on in at bit.): I think I’ll stay here….wouldn’t want to risk staying at the club and having someone come in the wrong room *smiles a little at the sort of joke, sort of fact, before turning his attention to Harmonia as he spots that something must be wrong out of the corner of his eyes* Oh shit…*can’t help the muttered profanity when he realizes Caine collapsed and he didn’t even notice*: ((ok Caine.)) *looks at Jaylin and then to Caine, she will still be on the phone and she will move to pick him up, to put him in one of the booths to get him off the floor* Shit this is not good: What’d he pass out from…blood loss probably? *moves over to take a closer look at the unconscious Caine* Damnit…I knew it was bad but…I just kinda figured he’d be alright.: *She blinks as Mr. Resse picks up the phone and looks at Jaylin* Probably. I figured the same thing. Mr. Resse? It's Harmonia, the owner of Before the Dawn: *Blinks at the passed out Caine: Well it could be the fact that he just passed out in my bar and told me to call you. He's hurt badly: *would do something, but he honestly has no idea what to do but stare*: *looks at Jaylin and then goes to get a wet washcloth, she moves back over to Caine and will place it on his forhead, she will unwrap the wound and inspect it, it still bleeding badly.*: Should that have…congealed or whatever blood does when it stops bleeding by now? *he honestly isn’t sure what normal bleeding is suppose to be like, and he’s never had any experience with it. Every time he’s been hurt badly he’s bleed more than should have been possible but lived, so he doesn’t know what the limit is suppose to be*: *nods* I'm not too sure what happened myself. But I'll see you when you get here. *She hangs up and looks at Jaylin* I believe it should be. But it's not....this is definitly not good: Okay he said he was in a fight in the park….and that uh…dammit…he just said that they were old friends and that they didn’t walk out of the park, but that was it I think. And I’m not sure if that’s helpful at all.: That's more help then I would've been: Yeah, but it still doesn’t make him stop bleeding…wish I had that power instead of…well I just wish I had it.: *she looks at Caine and sighs, she looks at Jaylin* Can you get all the extra towels from behind the bar. I have an idea: Yeah sure *and he turns and goes behind the bar, searching around and grabbing all the towels that he can find, unfortunately knocking over a glass in the process* I’ll clean that up after this, sorry *he comes back over with the towels* What’s the idea?: *She grabs the towels and will starts to wrap them around his arm* I figure if we have enough pressure on the arm it should stop bleeding. But then again I know jack shit about this. I just don't want to call a hospital: I don’t think a hospital would take him, and if they did it wouldn’t end well. They ask way too many questions at hospitals, and if you won’t answer they call in cops. *watches her for a moment, wondering if the whole pressure thing really works*: *she finishes wrapping the towels around his arm. It slows the bleeding down quite a bit, but she is still worried* I know... and now I have Mr. Resse coming here, someone I don't know to well to help Caine...*shakes her head*: Well he has to be good for something, Caine told you to call him right? He wouldn’t do that if the guy couldn’t help would he?: True....I just don't trust him. *she looks at him and thinks.* You'll need a room key, hang on, give me one second. *She goes to the bar and reaches over grabbing a room key and going back over to Jaylin, she hands it to him* Here ya go: ((sorry, was on the phone)): *looks at Donovan as he enters the bar and nods* I know, well if you can help him *moves aside* Help him then.: ((*hugs Jihan* It's ok)): *glances at all the sudden movement but keeps herself from the action, as she's not realy sure how to handle fixing up people that are allready broken*: *moves to the bar and reaches over it, grabbing a room key. She moves over to Jaylin and smiles a bit, handing him the key* Here's your room key. Stay as long as you need, and you have a job here if you need it: Thanks, but I think I’m still good for the job, but I’ll keep the offer in mind *slips the key into his pocket as he watches Donovan and Caine, wondering what’s going to happen now*: *turns her attention to Caine and Donovan, worried about Caine*: *looks at Donovan and then to Jaylin* Your room is right at the top of the stairs.: ((*eyes the time* I have to go everyone. Not feeling so hot and I have class. I'll be on later tomorrow. Night all *hugs for all*)): No, I’ll be okay…even if he comes after me he can’t actually kill me…and I want to make sure he’s alright *he’s very determined not to run off in the middle of this, especially after not even noticing that the guy had collapsed in the first place*: ((Go rest and feel better, Night *waves*)): ((*remains here... though lost as to what has happened*)): ((*Waves to Wesker*)): Not a clue.: Caine said he ran into some old friends in the park, and that they didn’t walk out. He didn’t say anything else about it, and he showed up already hurt with his arm almost falling off. *hopes the information is helpful somehow*: ((One of the chars got inexplicably wounded. I missed exactly how it happened but thats mostly because I'm too lazy to read the posts I missed.)): ((Canie showed up wtih his arm practically ripped off, then later he passed out from blood loss or whatever)): ((scared him off I guess)): *glances at Jihan* I think I’m missing the bigger picture of what happened in that park.: *glances at Donovan as he leaves* I think I'm missing Caine didn't heal like a good little ghul.: *shakes his head* Whatever’s going on, at least someone showed up who knows what the hell is going on.: Thats not always a good thing Jaylin.: *nods his head towards Jihan* Give it to her yourself.: I'm the owner. *takes it*: *rips it open and glances over it quickly* What the fuck is this? *gives Donovan a hard look*: What the hell is this by "rehab?" Who the fuck are you?: *just decides to stay out of it for the moment, it’s not like he can do much, but he doesn’t like the sound of it. He’s starting to think maybe Jihan was right about someone knowing what’s going on being around wasn’t always a good thing*: *rereads the letter to find out who the hell said supperiors are. The color of Jihan's eyes are turning from black to dark brown to a copper color*: I’m taking it the letter isn’t good? *he doesn’t like the look of Jihan’s eyes changing colors, he’s not positive what it means, but he’s relatively sure it’s not a good sign*: Says he's going to "rehab" *gets up from her seat and looks out for Donovan* COCKSUCKER! *comes in and kicks a chair over in anger*: *and he’s really not sure what to do now, he’s not exactly in practice at calming down or making others feel all that much better, so he just walks over to pick the chair back up* Caine seems like a guy who can take care of himself…and he was the one who told us to call that guy, he had to have something in mind.: I don't like being lied to Jaylin. I REALY don't like being lied to with deception a child could see though. *she kicks the chair one more time and eyes it angerly before taking down the rest of the drink she had ordered from before* I'm gonna go back to the club. You going to be in tomarow?: *and he picks up the chair and puts is safely out of reach* I’ll be there for my shift. Probably here and there are the only places in this city I’m safe in for the moment: Good. I'll see you later. *with that Jihan heads out to go put her energies into something that won't be excessively damaging: stripping*: *reaches into his pocket for his key to his room, turning it over in his hand for a moment before turning and walking upstairs to find his new room. Once inside with the door shut he takes off his coat and shirt, inspecting the rip in it. He was going to have to get some new clothes before work the next day, he couldn’t bartend in what he was wearing. The clothes were dirty and the shirt was torn. It wasn’t exactly appropriate. He takes his shoes off then gets into the bed, asleep in almost an instant, having been more exhausted than he had originally thought*
: *sitting in some hovel just on the skirts of L.A. he wonders what went wrong and how Caine was able to walk away from the fight and the others weren't*I gotta figure this out: *not sure how to start with reinacting the situation he leaves the bar he's in a heads for the BtD on his hog*: ((*pokes Jadye out of lurkness*Come on your in the room some rp)): *is walking back into Before the Dawn, new clothes on and about three bags of new clothes with him. Replacing everything he owns is turning out to be more expensive than he would have thought, considering that he didn’t own that much before. But owning something, it turns out is a lot more than owning nothing. He at least replaced his clothes, though anything else is going to have wait until his next paycheck*: *reaching the BtD he revs his Harley once before turning it off he dismounts an' strolls into the bar looking for anyone who would know what happened*: *looking around he stops Jaylin*You do you know where Caine is?: *turns his head and stops as he was about to head up the stairs to deposit his bags and glances to the tender at the noise of the Harley outside. He then continues up the stairs to his room and drops off the bags, coming back down and noticing the new customer. But as he’s walking over to the bar he’s stopped by the guy, and his face hardens at the question* Why do you ask?: That's not important Do you know where he is?*Voice altering into a more commanding tone w/ a nordic accent*: It is important. I don’t just go around handing out information on people’s whereabouts. How do I know your not out to kill him or something? *he’s gotten a lot more secretive after what happened last night. He knows he can’t be sure who’s on what side in whatever is happening to Caine, and he doesn’t want to make things worse than they already probably are*: *becomeing angry he grabs Jaylin by the front of his shrit and lifts him off the ground*Listen kine if you value your life you will tell me where Caine Lupas is, or so help me your blood will be on my hands. No better yet in my veins.: ((here to RP?)): *and he suddenly feels that rage and power burning through him again, the same thing that had caused Dunstan to be thrown across the room yesterday and almost kill him, snf Jaylin pushes back that feeling. He’s not going to hurt someone else with that power, not when it’s only his own life being threatened and not someone else who could actually be killed* You obviously don’t know who your dealing with. You could bleed me dry, and I would still live. Now if you would just tell me what the hell you want with him, I might tell you what I know, but I’m not going to responsible for someone else’s death, if that’s what your intent for him is.: *laughing he sets him down*You got balls kine I'l give you that. I'm a bounty hunter. I'm to bring Mr.Lupas home alive. I know he lives and I want to know wher he is beings the this is the last place he was seen. That aand I can still smell him.: Well you’re about a day to late. He got hurt last night; he nearly had his arm ripped off. Before he passed out he told us to call someone named Reese. The guy showed up and took him off in a black van. He left a note saying something about taking him to ‘rehab’ or some crap, but no one was stupid enough to believe that.: *turning now to sit on astol at the bar he thinks hard trying to figure out who this is*Reese,Reesre,Reese.Holy shit the Camarilla*looking at Jaylin*Kid they did take him to a rehab, but not the conventional type.There's no way I'm gonna be able to get him out of there.Damn it*slams his fist into the bartop leaving a small dent*: No really? *and the sarcastic comment is out of his mouth before he can stop it* Even if it is a kind of Rehab, like I said, not stupid enough to think it’s a good thing, but there wasn’t a whole lot that could be done to stop it at that point. *walks over to on one of the barstools* What are they doing to him?: Basically, there retraining him on how to act dress and all that fun shit.Most likely thier gonna make him swear aligance to the Camarilla.I'm a dead man if that happens, he knows too many things for me to let that happen: Okay….I don’t really get most of that, like who the Camarilla are…but I’m assuming this is bad for him to?: It's not to bad for him unless he makes it that way.It's way bad for me if he stays with them goodie two shoe bastards: Alright then…*really doesn’t know what else to say to him, as he has no idea what’s going on, and it’s not like he can really help at all anyway*: *looking at Jaylin he pulls out his wallet and tosses to hundred bills at him*thanks for your help kiddo call me if the Reese guy shows up*tosses a business card with his number on it and a picture of a wolf howling at the moon, he then walks out the door to his Harley and keys it up reving it a few time before he drives off into the L.A. night*: *catches the money and the business card, hoping he hasn’t just gotten himself involved in more trouble than he can deal with* Yeah, I’ll remember that *muttered more to himself than as an answer since the guy’s already gone*: *Jaylin stuffs the money into his pocket along with the business card when he sees Reese walking in* Huh, I didn’t think we’d see you in here for a while.: ((I gotta go, sorry)): What do yuo mean?*almost glaring and grabbing his arm*if you know something.....*trails off*: *She releases his arm quickly once he explaines himself*Can I see him?*she sees Phedre and lances to ehr for a mear second but doesnt recognise her*: Because im worried offcourse*said a little snappy like*: Im sorry I cant take the word of someone I dont know..for all I know you where his friend*is gettingf rattled as just wants to see him thats all*: *wraped in bandages from head to toe he slips out of the abyss and lands on the bartop releasing a cry of pain*: *her eyes go wide as Caine lands on the bartop...rushing straight to him..she growles at Phedre*put that away now: *in massive amounts of pain he pushes Donovan away from him and slides off the bar on to a stool*Ye Cammy fucks can stay away from me an' mine*looks at the other occupants of the room*'Ello all how are ye tonight?: *She blaitently ignores Phedre mostly couse she doesnt have paws thus wotn paw at*She moves to Caines side almost scared to touch him for fear of hurtingf him*are you ok?*looking to him with worried eyes*: (*tackels the Phe/Ceci person*Ello you)*nods slowly* I'm fine Ijust need to rest a bit but I'm not ging to do it where this fuck took me*with that he shoots a cold hard glare at Donovan*: *She shakes her head and glares at Donovan*So this was why you didnt want me seing him*oh how evil she looks just now..but it fades as she looks to Caine*want a drink?: Did he ask you to take him off Donovan if not he owes you nothing*said with a venemas tongue*: *seeing Cecil slide from the shadows he chuckles at her comment*Aye that it is Cecile, that it is.As far as what happened to me well...*his voice trails of as he mentaly listens to Cecil*: *sits down again..rubbing her head to shift a headache*: *nodding in agreement with Cecile he turns to the room and uses Dominate*Forget ye saw us*Then he walka to the back room*: *She just glares at Donovon one of thiose untrusting looks I mean how dare he take caine where he didnt want to bwe and it seems hold him captive..she follows caine ready to catch him if he falls*: *she smiles; it`s nice to have influence. She follows Caine pertly. She`s more respectable-looking today; hair is brushed, and she wears a nice filmy white shirt and black slacks. Still, however, barefoot* You know, my dear sir ... *addressing Caine* I`ve been meaning to have a chat with you. There`s something I`m rather curious about, when you have the time to speak with me. *she pulls pale fingers through sleek black locks, keenly aware of the two that follow them*: Gladly Cecile, I'll speak with you as soon as we're done dealing with Mr.Reese*takes the chair closest to him and sits kind of exhausted*: sits down not to close as Cecile seems to be dealing with stuff*: *she watches Caine silently, taking a seat down from him, as she doesn`t care to have to deal with Nicola and her possessiveness; got enough of a glance of that with the Young Assassin who had left. She kicks her dirty feet up onto the table, crossing long legs. She stares up at the ceiling. If they have any kind of sense at all, they feel her wild mind lash out now and again, the Web`s thumming in her head dancing to a merry beat* First of all, Mr. Reese ... *green eyes dart over to him, shifting to silver as she regards him* You might consider explaining yourself. It seems to me as if you were attempting a kidnapping of this here man. *hooks a thumb over her shoulder at Caine* That`s not very nice, is it?: *turning to face Donovan he forms an abyss tendril and closes the door himself.With that same tendril he grabs Donovan by the throat and slams him against a wall as Cecile speaks*: *Sits quietly after all(assuming im not going nuts)Cecile was ehr boss for a long time and so didnt want to anger her...having to bite her lip to stay quiet*: *doesn`t show any reaction at all to Caine`s outlashing of anger; in fact, she seems nearly devoid of emotion. In fact, she`s just uncaring in this instance for people she doesn`t know. Caine, she knows, and so she has some semblance of concern for him* Oh ... dear. *she laughs faintly; the maddened laugh* Mr. Reese, you do seem to be in a terrible predicament. *glances at Nicola, eyes narrowing* Do I know you? You are strangely familiar.: I used to work for you Cecile before the other girl took over*said rather quietly..toying with her long hair*: *not too caring for the words that excape his mouth*Mr.Reese I'm not to sure if what yuir saying is true. I know I woke this eve in a Cammy safe house with out my weapons and pumped full of Cammy elder blood, which thankfully dinna take it's hold on me to form the blood bond.Now before I drain you dry an' delver yuir carcse to yuir elders tell me why you fucks wanted to bother with me in the first place.: *she shrugs, ignoring Nicola now* You know what? I can`t say much other than whatever you did, you pissed him off. He`s pissed, do you sense that? He`s being a little subtle about his anger, don`t you think? I think ... I think he should snap your neck, and then drain you dry, is what I think. And for no better reason than it would be fun. *and her madness is clearly, clearly evident; in her smile, in her laugh, burning in her eyes. But it is relatively civilized*: (Ah Malki to the tee*applaudes Cecil*): *she tilts her head in Caine`s direction* ~If you do decide to kill him, will you allow me to drain him? For the delight in it? I`d like to know what it`s like, killing another Kindred.~: (*bows* Thank you, you`re too sweet to me. *blows a kiss*): *stammering he cant find anything to say*: *turning to Cecile*Sorry hun I've already decided to let my pupil here make her first diableri. I've been teaching her how to use her blood properly*looks over at Nicola*Care to take his life now?: *She looks up suddenly*what?...but Caine*looking unsure*: To become stronger before these can make ye stronger ye must every now an' then take the life of one older than yuirself.: (**these is the years): *She looks to Cecile then Caine unsure....though she does hate Donovon for keeping Caine from her*: *laughs, and glares at Nicola* You should not hesitate. He`s offering you your chance, you silly girl. Take it. Silly child. *realizes at she is desperately missing Tevesh, and her face becomes a blank mask, as she sinks into her mind, into the Web, seeking him out; he`s been so busy, and she`s so ... lonely* Assamite, Assamite, take the bite, take the bite, kill him sound, listen now, kill him sound, and your power will grow, in leaps and bounds!: Or would ye care to share him with Cecile?: *She looks at Cecile ...with wide eyes.she was unsure about taking somethnig she though cecile wanted but her eging her on was all she really needed and within a blink of an eye she is standing before Donovon*stop struggling...see Caine and Cecile want you dead so there is no point struggling youll only delay the inevitable*she lunges forward and sinks those deadly fangs into the soft flesh of his neck and waists no time and drawing the blood from his vaines in deep draws..she hadent fead for a while after all and its hungry work dancing for the male society*: *feeling the wild movements at the other end of the tendril and seeing Nicola commiting her first diableri he lets the tendril fade back into the abyss and turning to Cecile*Now befor we start on what you wished to speak to me about there is something I'd like to tell you.: *she leaps onto the tabletop, and as Nicola feeds she makes her way over to Caine and flops into the table before him, indian style, staring at him, her eyes swirling green and black, like rotting leaves, her voice is a whisper* I think it`s very funny that I`m younger than her but more powerful. It must be Tevesh`s blood, no? Since the Embrace, the Blood Bond, I`ve been so energized. Hungry, but energized. *her head quirks* How old are you, anyway?: *she smiles, staring at him still, eyes not moving from his face* What do you want to tell me? Speak first, before answering me.: *Pins Donovon against the wall as she feed hapilly when Donovon grows weak meerly draws out the experiance savouring every second that passes*: *laughing knowing the Malkaivan ways*There is one other who needs to be taken down.He was sent by my clan elders,his name as far as I know is Alton. By the way I'm pushing 1200: Oh, but you`re younger than Tevesh. *she nods, remebering gently how she discovered his age; her eyes dart away briefly, then return to him* Alton Wraith. Yes, I know the name, he`s been in the club, when it`s empty, too. *laughs, tsking* Methinks Jihan won`t appreciate that kind of thing. What generation are you? And what do you want me to do with this Alton? *her gaze continues to grow in intensity; almost casting a faint light of their own. She blinks once, and the light dies*: *Eventually she grows bored and the ringing of his phone is driving her nuts...she draines deeply and hungrily till nothing remains not even his worthless soul remains ..she plucks his phone from his pocket and drops it to the floor crushing it before dropping the lifeless cropse to the ground and turning to face Caine and Cecile but not aprouchin them just yet and trying not to listen in*: *able to ignore the mezmerizing light of her eyes*I want him dead I donna care how but he must be removed and removed as soon as possible.And if ye really must knoe I'm a tenth generation Lasombra.: I got the impression that you were Assamite; the diableri commonly associated with them. *she studies him curiously, then looks over to Nicola* Can I have his wallet, please? *she stands, and prances across the table to her, leaning down to kiss her forehead* You should do nicely. Listen to your Master, he seems a smart man. Now give me his wallet.: And if you expect me to kill him, you really must give me some incentive. If has any strength, I really will have to becautious. I`m still just finding my footing, hm?: *laighing at all this*It's okay Nicola give her the wallet, then come sit by me: (be cautious* even): Well form what I knoe of him he's a fourth gen Caitiff. Is that enough insentive for ye lass?: *Seh rumages in the pocket and scoopsit out gently handing it to Cecile a smile on her blood saked lips as that is the first time she has really done anything orth affection of cecile...once cecile has the wallet she moves to Caine and sits at his side..going back to toying with ehr hair as if nothnig happend*: (sorry for bad spelling folks): *stares blankly at him* Fourth generation. Are you absolutely fucking nuts? I think not, Caitiff or no. I`m four days old and still learning my craft. Either give me something that will make me invulnerable or find another.: *looking at Nicola*Um.. sweetie wipe yuir lips*motions that there is still blood on them*(It's okay I think a few of us are just tired): *Ah but with ye being a Malki it will make things easier will it not. I doubt he'll see death coming from a neonate in the first place*: *She quickly licks her lips and stares at some shadows on the back wall almost going intona little trance as she watched them move with Ceciles movements*: Beside I donna really think he's fourth gen. It's just what he tells everyone,he it a bounty hunter ye knoe. So he's gotta look tough: *she turns to Nicola and reaching down gives her a firm tap on the cheek* Come now, be stronger than my madness, dear, and try not to fall into me. It`s not very pleasant in this head, hm? *she makes a point of keeping her eyes away* No, I suppose he wouldn`t suspect it, but aren`t we all naturally untrusting of each other? I`m not sure if I ... am willing to risk it. I don`t toy just with my life, but my Master`s. Our connection, Caine, is stronger than the memories she has just drunk into her mind, do you understand? He will know, and if anything happens to me, it is your head, and trust me, it`ll be taken. *she glares at her shadow, loving how it reminds her of the strands of the Web* Tevesh ...: *nodding*Alright Cecile I'll find someone else as not to risk having a Malki elder come down on me*struggles to stand he looks down at Nicola*How are ye feeling lass?: *her head snaps to Vassago; green eyes, mad green eyes, flare with light as she coarses the Web in her mind to discover his identity; drawing on the knowledge of the thousands of others she`s connected to* Assamite ... *she hisses the word, because it sounds nice that way against her tongue* Assamite with the nasty bite ... Vassago, isn`t that your name? *she glances from Caine to him again, wondering. If trouble arose, could she defend herself well enough, or might she just decide to flee? She wonders if she`d stay to defend Caine; cordial as he`s been, she`s still ... vulnerable in her age*: *She snaps out of the little dream world as cecile taps her cheek...her gaze then moves to Caine..standing quickly to help him stand*oddly refreshed and raring to go*said with a deep smile*: So? Who said madness was wise? It`d be as boring as everything else if it was, don`t you think? Besides, you keep your mind as open as a window with a pie cooling on the ceil. *she laughs, and dismounts from the table* (brb): Turning to the new comer he looks him up and down*An what would yet do on the count that she as lad?*taking the deffensive he prepars for another fight*: *puts a delicate hand on Caines arm as if to ask him to let it go this time ..without speaking a word*: *she locks eyes with Caine, drawing his attention completely to her face, to her mind* ~Assamite, he is. Sixth Gen, but those older than him in his Clan fear him, his retrobution. Caution, here, my friend, caution. He`d probably find you tasty.~: *noticing his swift movements he intantly reacts by forming tendrils an' grabing Vassago with them*Ye underestimate me lad. 'tis not a wise thing: Caine please stop this now: I've taken on those twice yuir age an survived: *pauses hear both his females pleas an' nods his agreement*
: Nicola, darling ... *she meanders her way to the young pupil, taking her gently around the arms* Come, let`s just step outside. Naught the two of us can do in this situation, and someone must carry on your Master`s legacy should anything go awry. You owe him that much, no? Come ... *one last look at Caine, tilting her head slightly* We will meet you out front ... *she forces Nicola out of the back room and swiftly through the bar* Hail a cab, young one. Hurry.: *She looks to Vassago as if to ask him not to take caines actions to much into account he was just being the gentleman*: *She gets practicly dragged from the room*Cecile please we cant leave him....*pleading with her*a cab...im not going anywhere: Feeling the Assamite magic he fights the pain as long as he can standing his ground*What is it ye are wanting?((I know just donna 'ave me books with me at the moment. Left 'em at the STs' house): Trust me, he`ll meet us shortly. He`s in no condition to push himself. *she forces the girl out the front door, her eyes green emeralds of fire and power* You stay here, you get a cab. You do otherwise, and I`ll kill you, I swear, regardless of your Master`s wishes. It`s easy as breathing once was to find another chylde. *and she darts back within, back into the room. She leaps onto the table and kneels to Caine`s eye level. She locks eyes with him* Trust me. Follow my mind, loose yourself in the Web. If you no longer exist, if you have no mind of your own, he cannot hurt you. I will bring you back, I promise, you must ... vanish into me, do you understand?: *She frowsn deeply and yells down a cab after a few moments of contemplating the situation*: *now sitting he wraps his take tenbrious form an' looks Vassago dead on*Got any thing better Child of Haquim?*he then turns to Cecile and loses himself within her*: *mustering what Strength she has (x3) and Celerity (x3) she bolts, dragging him through the tables and chairs, fleeing with him in a flurry of maddened power. She throws him into the cab, grabs Nicola, and slams the door behind them* Thirthy third, and hit it.: ((Is tired and must leave soon. Got to get ready for work)): *tumbles into the car as cecile grabs her quickly composing herself*: *she`s quavering in her seet, almost violently, as she struggles to hold onto Caine`s conciousness of self and her own, her hand wrapped tightly in his limp one, motioning to Nicola* You must jump. Jump from the window, Nicola, and topple him. If you wish your master`s life, you`ll aim true. *the cab continues down the street; cabby oblivious to their follower. She grabs Caine`s face, and forces his mind roughly back into his body* Wake up, and help me hide you. I don`t know what to do. He`s too powerful. Take us into the Abyss, Caine, take us there.: Topple that other vampire*looking to the vampire chasing the cab*: (kind of derangement am I going to come out of this with?)*bolting upright he looks about not sure where he is or whats going on,but on instinct he opens the abyss around the people withinthe cab and take them all,including the cabby, into the abyss, being the only one to controll their tarvel through he exits them in Mullhoand park*: *She waists no time in winding the window down and throwing herself from the window to topple Vassago and give cecile and Caine time to escape: *Just before she leaps from the cab she is in the abys with the others and totaly confused as was just about to throw herself to the lins so to speak*: (okay, has had a few derangement his hsi life time though none were ever permnent): (oh and that's Mullholland): *kneeling next to Cecile he opens his wrist and offers it to her*Take but please donna drain: *just sits on the grass Caine knows what to do and she will gladly find caine a meal if he so needs it*: *lookingbcak at Nicola*How are ye now lass?: A little confused but none the worse for wears: *Lowers her gaze to the glare thinking she should have acted quicker and leapt from the window*: *nooding he looks back down at Cecile*While I get her under control ye mind bringing me a little snack?*he sits back after Cecile releases his arm*Now hold on. The Assamite were never "allowed" to commit Diableri. I fact me sire once told me the Tremmies are the onse who curesed the Assamites. No Kindred is "allowed" to commit diableri: Was he Camarilla associated?: *She nods and quickly departs to hunt down something for Caine to snack on....her morals flittering out the window as she protends to chat with a hooker looking rather like one herself and quickly attacks the girl causing her to faint and just walks with her making others think the young girl is drunk or doing some sort of drug so leaves them be*: *nods to Ceciles words*Well it looks as though I'm going to have to call in a few favors from his Clan. This will not go looked over: *She returns dropping the half uncontiouse girl to caines feet*Its all I could find: *looks at Nicola and smiles*Well done lass I am pleased. Ye 'ave done well*picks up the girl from the gound ans feeds slowly as he listen to every word the comes from Cecile's mouth*: *Manages a smile and sits down thinking about what has gone up again going into her own little world*: *draining the body dry and feeling mush beeter with fresh blood flowing through him he opens another rift of abyss and cast her body into it letting abyssimal enties distry the body*Alright Cecile we'll work things from yuir angle*sighing at her last statement*I know I thought it was over when I dealt the me old pack, burt Nein it will never end*looks to nicola*Yuir not safe with me either lass, best find another city to dwell in, or go to the Cam they can keep you safe.As for myself I'm on the move yet again.: So your just going to leave me*her eyes narrows and she stands dusting herself off hurt at him dismissing her so*: Aye lass it's for the best.Unless ye wish to follow me in my travels?: The choice is yours Caine..there is no point in me following if I only slowl you down: *risking it, as she cannot stand the beat of the Web in her skull alone, she returns to the streets, almost seeking the Assamite, her gaze glowering and forcing any who look at her to part like water and make a path for her. Her mind buzzes with the Assamite`s summons, and she snarls, knowing he`ll hear* Keep your distance, but I`ll listen to your words.: *laughs*Ye wonna slow me down I travel the abyss lass.ye'll just 'ave to keep close as we move, an listen to me words closely.Other wise I welcome ye to join me.: *she follows the taste and touch of his mind, until she locates his alley. She stands sillouetted by the moonlight, her eyes vibrant and shimmering in the darkness, like a wild animal`s* Expirement? `fraid you may need to cancel it. The player you really want should be gone from this city soon enough. What would you want with a newborn, anyway?: *turning to open a potal he looks back at Nicola*Ready?: Like I said choice is yours Caine..im not going to follow if its going to cosue to much trouble to your journey..where ever you maty be going*: I guess*taking this as a welcome for her to go with him*: Perhaps the bulk of them, but one more powerful than yourself will not find it so, if I am to be a subject in your petty laboratory. *her eyes flit to the stars, then return to his face* Do you understand? In a way, even if I die, or am made even more mad by you and yours, it will not impede upon my journey. I am destined for the Web, either undead or truly destroyed. In the end, I will exist. It is a sad concequence for the rest of you that once you die, you die. We, we do not. So your threats are useless, but I`ll warn you again. My Master will not look kindly on any harm done to me, including your little trist earlier this evening. *she pushes both hands through her hair, turns, and starts back into the crowd* Try and remember that madness breeds genius, and vise versa. Simple cleverness will not suffice with me and mine.: *unable to hold open the portal for much longer he steps into the abyss with Nicola in tow not sure where he'll take them for their first stop*: *she stops, backs up, and stares at him with a blank gaze that is indeed more frightening than if all her maddened power was burning within* You know not who my Master is, nor will you ever. I shall protect him until my last, and that is the end of it. So if you plan on seeking him out, you might want to perform your law-breaking ritual on me, for it is the only way you`ll drag it from my mind. *and in her head, in her head, if he were to try and penetrate, there is only the Web; thick, black, engrossing - and though he sees it, there is no open access to her mind, and he would needs travel to the the depths of unrecoverable madness to gain it. There is frank defiance and contempt in her stance* You`re an arrogant fuck, aren`t you? Remind me of my father, but I killed him.: *she stares at him dully; she`s completely shut herself off, afraid of what`s lurking under the surface of her skin, of her mind, afraid she`ll attack him, just out of sheer fury and fear* And I`m supposing you`ve run into him before? I really don`t think you have; nothing is telling me you have, not directly, face to face. Tevesh opens his eyes... She's gone.. Outside. Standing up quickly, Tevesh grabs his coat.. He was worried.. He could feel her, stressed... After that night, the night with Cecile.. He's been sleeping ever since. His mind is painfully clouded now, the thump of the Web filling his brain, straining every bit of sanity he has...: *she`s not that fucking mad. Turning, she commences to wander; blind to the world around her, and wondering precisely what she`s gotten herself into*: *she turns and wanders back into the streets; she forces her mind to relax, though the Web is a violent stalker in her mind; pounding after her with each step she takes, throbbing against her sane conciousness. Green eyes are half closed as she walks, and she`s dimly aware that Tevesh has woken up, and her love swells violently inside her, but it is still not enough to break her reverie* Tevesh walks out of the apartment, down outside to the treet.. He needs to find her.. He's worried, actually. Felt good to be worried though. Tev grins to himself and looks for her..: *he`s closer, she wonders if he`s tracking her path; she finds herself turning and seeking him as well, pushing back through the swarm of people, towards his location, murmuring his name now and again* Tevesh ... Tevesh grins, stops where he's at.. Reaches in his pocket and takes out a gold coin. He flips it across his hand in an almost.. liquid manner. Tev waits for Cecile.. He doesn't say a word.: *stops before him, staring up at him, her eyes reviving at the sight, burning with love and need and a latent fear at the threat of her young, young life tonight. She reaches up and snatches the travelling coin from him, slipping it into her pants pocket* Hi. Tevesh leans in, and whispers.. "What happened? Vibrations all around, my love! Woke us up, concerned for ye.." He grins and kisses her on the mouth, a bit antsy.: *she leans into the kiss, eager to feel his mouth, his flesh, as it helps reaffirm that she`s still touching the ground* I ... I was foolish, I suppose. Trying to help a ... a friend, a Losombra ... and then he, he came, and made my blood boil ... It hurt, so much, and Caine, he was already hurt, and the girl, the girl, she did nothing, and the he, he the one that attacked, he made me find him not far from here, made me find him and threatened that there was some experiment the Assamite`s were conducting, on ... on us. The three of us. The two Losambra and me and I just ... *all of this gushing violently from her throat, at points the words tripping over each other until she`s almost inchoerent, but the images flow smoothly from her mind to his, if he wishes to see, and perhaps tell a clearer story than she can vocalize. She grabs his hands and holds them to her chest, sharp green-grey eyes staring into his face* Tevesh nods slowly, his hands within hers.. He takes in the images slowly, kind of how one sips water slowly.. Tev puts his forehead to Cecile's.. "Hmm.. Where'd he go? Clear, and gone now..": (Hi Jayde): Don`t know. Some kind of parlor trick, if you ask me; playing on the shadows. *she slinks her arms around his waist, clinging to him; she feels foolish, and every bit an uneducated child. All that she has learned so far of vampiric society has come from the plucking of the Web strings or from plucking another Kindred`s unsuspecting mind, as he`s been asleep for so long* I was scared, I didn`t know how ... how to wake you up. I tried, I did, I was afraid you`d be mad. But he threatened you! That`s what really did it. Threatened you, and I just ... *she shrugs gently* Something made me go rash and threaten him.: (*sneaks up on Jayde and tickles, just for fun*): (*did that earlier to me*) Tevesh puts his hands on her hips, grinning madly. His mind is clear, once again.. She had that effect on him.. "You did right, you did right.. No reason to appear weak, I think.. He was the one who needed a show for his money. I think we needed that rest to, love.. I was tired, tired beyond belief. I"m better now. Awake, faster, stronger! More jovial than ever before!" With these final words, he lifts Cecile up and spins around, and kisses her again.. Just for a laugh. "What now?": *all of her fears and worries melt away like ugly end-of-winter snow as his good mood infects her with her own; she swings her arms around his neck as he makes her fly, kissing him soundly in return; she looks up into his face, mischevious gleam to her eyes* I could think of a few things, but I want to learn from you now. *she taps his forehead* I could suck it out of you, but I like your voice and your face, and I love you, so I want you to tell me everything you know, that I need to know, about being what I am. *she`s a little warm, for having fed recently, and it shows in the flush of her cheek as she kisses him again, lingering this time*: (*le pause* Hey, Jayde, e-mail me at my hotmail and I`ll get you registered tomorrow morning early. I need to crash, I`m nearly hitting the keyboard.) Tevesh grins, and holds Ceciles hand.. The yhead on back up to the apartment they seem to be sharing.. Learn time!: *Jihan is in the office, soaking in the sheer joy of having the place as her new home.: ((Stupid computer, now, I tried to ask, is she at the Bush? Wondering cause of the icon, just want to be sure)): ((Yes, I'm just not used to using icons as locations and let them stay static.: ((s'okay, I just wanted to make sure)): *he is standing behind the bar, finishing up his shift with a distinctly distant look on his face, for once not caused by alcohol. He’s not really sure what to think after the day he’s had, but he’s still alive, he made it to work, he’d gotten some new clothes, so over all it was a good day. He glances at the stage on accident for a few moments before he realizes he’s staring then quickly looks away. The no looking at the stage at work rule was very important, and he’s not going to forget that now, no matter what kind of day he had*: *Jihan gets up from her chair in the office and goes out to enjoy her little empire. She sees Jaylin and makes a beeline for the bar.: *after serving a few more drinks, he glances at the clock and realizes his shift is over. He can’t help a slight sigh of relief. He gets his tips and puts them into his pocket, but stops when one of his fingers touches the business cards from earlier. He puts the money away and pulls out the card, spotting Jihan coming towards the bar, so he stays where he is for now. He figures she’ll want to hear what he found out about Caine today*: Heading out? *she slides into the bar stool*: Not quite yet, I need to talk to you. I found out…well not the location of where they took Caine, but I learned what the nature of it was.: Yeah?: ((sorry for slow posting, was on the phone)): ((s'alright, I figured it was somehting like that)): Yeah, it sounded like some kind of brainwashing place. A guy came in looking for Caine today, and said he knew who Reese was. Apparently they’re teaching him how to dress talk act….and the guy said they were going to make him swear loyalty to some people called the Camarilla, or he seemed convinced that’s what was going on.: ... where is he now?: The guy who was looking for Caine? He took off, but he left me his business card in case I saw Reese again *holds up the business card* Told me to call if I saw anything.: *swipes it from Jaylin and looks it over. She mutters something likely very obscene in arabic*: Planning on tracking him down? As far as I could tell he didn’t know where Caine was, just what probably had happened to him. Seemed worried something bad would happen to him because of it.: Could track him with the phone number...: Probably, I could probably also get him to show up here if I just called him and told him Reese was here or something…but that’s assuming he’s home or has the phone with him if it’s a cell.: You know this Reese guy?: ((*waves hello to Ivy*)): Not at all, but whoever this *glances at the card I her hand* Alton is, he seemed to think I’d see him again for some reason after seeing him come get Caine last night: Still think Caine can take care of himself?: Uh…no, defiantly not considering…everything.: Keep that in mind the next time you try to reassure me.: You got it boss. I’ll attempt to have all my facts straight the next time I attempt to reassure you. *kinda half smiles, trying to lighten things up a little bit, not that he really thinks he’s succeeded with just that*: Mmm... *gives him the eye, but only for a second before smirking* You good walking back to the bar yourself or you want an escort?: Well, I got here on my own alright. I’d say I have at least an 80% chance of getting back okay…but I don’t want to risk that, so I’d say an escort is in order. Seems like the only time things happen to me is at night: *Jihan whistles to one of the bouncers who comes over and she gives him instructions to take Jaylin on a taxi to the Before the Dawn*: Thanks Jihan. Really *smiles at her before walking around from behind the bar to leave with the bouncer*: *strolling into the BtD he glanes around hoping he isn't on this job much longer*(*waves back to Cookie*'Ello): (*waves to Jayde aswell*): (*hands Jayde a rubber chicken*Here thisshould help with copm probs): *walks with the bouncer outside and after the cab ride back to BtD he tells the guy to just take the cab back, he’d be fine from the sidewalk to the door of the bar. He walks inside and heads straight for the stairs to go to his room, not really looking around as he walks*: *Looking upon the nearly empty bar he goes to work and moves to the back room Trying to pick up on his trail, only knowing about the back room due to a tip*(no not really he's just a bounty hunter sent to bring back Caine into the fold of Clan Lasombra)noticing the body left there he examines it closely*: (yup): *stops in his tracks, as it’s not really possible to get to the rented room s and avoid the bar’s backroom, and he can hear someone in there. Before thinking twice about it he walks into the backroom and frowns when he sees Alton* What are you doing back here?: *looks up and smiles at Jaylin,as he is kneeling over a body*Well hello there, I'm just folloeing up on a tip from some weirdo who called me eariler.: (got it): What the hell….what happened in here? *tries to look around Alton to get a look at the body, and to see if it’s anyone he knows* Who is that?: *moves to give Jaylin a better look*I'm not to sure, but this guy has been diablerized, and recently too.*stands and brushes himself off*: ((Is the body NPC?)): (yup): (it's Donovan's body. Caine filled me in. I called him at work): (*groans*hey everyone I'll brb I gotta run to the store for the Missus)): *stares for a moment when he look at the body, blinks as he recognizes who it is* That’s Reese. ((okay)): (I'll be on for most of the night.Have nothing jetter to do): ((I have about 45 minutes left before the caffiene can take me no farther)): I take it you know this fellow?(*throws his char into pause*brb)): ((*waits about*)): (*unp-auses his char*): Not exactly. But I saw him before, he was the guy who showed up and took Caine the other night.: *looks at Jaylin head on*What do you mean took him the other night?: The van and all that I was talking about earlier. This was the guy who was like the leader of whoever they were. The one Caine told us to call when he got hurt.: ((I'm going to have to go soon, I'm tired, and someone else needs the computer and I've been hogging it all night)): *moving to the bar he motions for Jaylin to follow him*So the corpse in there is the same guywho took Caine off in a black van.He was deffinately the one in controll though?: ((okay)): *follows* That’s what it looked like, he’s the only one who talked the whole time.: ((Okay, I'm getting the 'I'm going to kill you if you don't get off that computer' look, I'd better have Jaylin exit in the next post)): I see((okay))Well then I'll talk to you later I've got to track Caine down and quick. You've still got my card right?: I know the number *doesn’t want to mention that Jihan took the card from him, but he does have the number memorized and he can get the card back if he really needs to. And with that he turns and heads to his room, locking the door behind him*: *Watch Jaylin leave off to where ever he moves out the door and mounts his bike gunning it and drives off the the BB to speak with Caine's boss*: (*kicks it waiting around*): (sadly I must go*Sheds his IC skin and shuffles off to bed*See ya'll in on the morrow)
