Re: Port Vega: Lightning Rod (Roddy, NPC Misty, open)
Roddy's cell-phone rang.? He glanced at the display but frowned when it read "Caller Unknown".? There was however only one call he was expecting, so he thumbed it on.
"Where the fuck is my pizza?" he growled.? "You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago, and American Gladiator's already started.? I hope you brought extra, 'cause you owe me a free one now.? And it better be hot, or you owe me _two_ pizzas."
He snickered as the woman in the inflated jumpsuit on the jumbo flat screen got knocked off her platform and bounced over the floor, then turned back to his phone.??"Well?"
(NPC Misty) Misty was just a little taken aback by the way the man answered his phone, but she put on a smile and responded, "Well, I am unsure about your pizza, but I will gladly pay for it for you, Lightening Rod.? I have been watching your videos for quite sometime now and well, was waiting for the right strike.? Watching that mutant fall from the sky sure was interesting.? I am calling on behalf of the Benders of Light and my name is Misty."
Tag: Roddy
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Re: Raconteur City: The Summoning (Pyp, Kutsuki)
(Pyp)
Pyp blinked at the rapid-fire questions, then began snickering and shaking his head.? "Wow.? Just... wow.? You've never done this before, have you."? It was an observation rather than a question.? He looked back at the white-haired youth in almost disbelief.? "I could _so_ screw you over right now.? But the thing is, if I want to stay in the mortal world - which I do, by the way - I actually need you."
"Also, it'd just be too easy," the demon went on, shrugging, which had the effect of his wings suddenly manifesting behind him. "There's no challenge to it.? So I'll give you another chance.? Either I will answer the three questions, you just asked, or..." the demon grinned impishly, red eyes gleaming and his teeth becoming slightly more fanged "... you can admit that you don't know what the fuck you're doing."
Tag: Kutsuki
OOC - Like the info says, nicknamed "Pyp the Impertinent" and "Pyp the Pain-in-the-Ass"? :)
[Kutsuki]
Kutsuki was non-plussed when the demon attempted to intimidate him, his expression changing to one who was extremely bored.? He rolled his eyes, yawning as he moved to cover his mouth as he did so.
"Is that supposed to be threatening?? Please, spare me your theatrics.? Put your shit away, you look like a clown," he retorted, lazily waving his hand about in the air, gesturing towards the imp's wings and appearance of his fangs.? Did the flower faced brat really think that he was that terrifying?? Kutsuki rolled his eyes, leaning back as he crossed his arms.? This demon really thought that he was going to intimidate Kutsuki into bending his knee to him, or something.? "You can think whatever you'd like about me.? I owe you no explanations.? However, I know for a fact that you interfered.? The summons weren't meant for you, and if you _really_ are who I'm looking for, then I must say, I am quite disappointed."
Kutsuki took this moment to pace the perimeter, looking over his uninvited guest.? It wasn't lost on him that the demon just revealed two of his important rules.? One, that the demon needed Kutsuki in order to continue existing in this world, giving Kutsuki the upper hand.? Two, that if he commanded his summon to answer all the questions, then they would be sorely wasted.? So he had to take a little bit a different route to this.
"You need me, huh?? We've yet to see whether I need _you_.? Just answer this _one_ question.? Who the fuck are you?"
[tag Pyp]
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Re: Port Vega: Benders of Light (Keira, Mara, Devi, open)
OOC: Apologies, I left my top post to help me respond but forgot to remove it after.? Here is the corrected one.? I will delete the other from the site.
(Keira/Aurora)
As she listened to Mara, Keira¡¯s phone buzzed in her pocket. ¡°The blueprints are on the computer in the mansion.? As for Photon, true he should have by now, but maybe he is still learning things.¡± She said with a smile as she pulled out her phone and saw the text.? ¡°Well, looks like Jordie finally made contact with Ms. Shellito.¡±? She looked back to Mara, ¡°tomorrow is fine.? Please take some rest.? And if you feel up to it, join us all for dinner tonight.? I plan to have the Benders of Light filled in on what we have learned so far, and hopefully Photon will be back by then.¡±
She dialed the number for Ms. Shellito, knowing that Mara would like to listen in on the conversation.? The two of them had been together since before Aurora created the Benders of Light and she was always privy to conversations of new candidates when she was around.? Photon was her second, because Mara wasn¡¯t one to be in the light, but she never left her colleague out.? She waited for the woman to answer.
(Devi)
It had not taken long before Devi's phone to ring. She had gotten comfortable on her couch took a sip of her whiskey then answered the phone. "Hello, is this Aurora? Interesting messenger, cute to."
[Mara]
"I suppose we will find out once he makes it back here, whenever that is," Mara simply replied, shrugging her shoulders.? She was never one to tarry after a completed mission regardless of how critical her return was or not, so she was quite sure that this Photon was out gallivanting somewhere.? Like her sharp and poisonous fangs, Mara was quite direct and never held back, like most of the Yuan-ti who held disdain for those who were wishy-washy.? They had zero patience for slow results, BUT Mara wasn't the boss, Keira was and the assassin was not one to question her orders, unless she felt it was going to bring danger to either of them or to their operations.
"Yes, dinner would be great.? I have not yet had anything to eat since coming back.? Since it will be later on, I will have time to look over the building plans," she said, about to head into the mansion when Keira's phone buzzed.? Her boss lady looked over the message and then began to dial her phone.? Mara immediately knew that she should stay and listen to whoever this was.? Shellito...she's not heard of that name before, wondering just who this person was.? Obviously female from the way Keira addressed her, but she would inquire after so she simply stood and waited for Keira to begin the call.
[tag Keira, Devi, open]
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Re: Port Vega: Benders of Light (Keira, Mara, Devi, open)
(Mara)
"Quite, though I am glad to be back myself," Mara answered, running her hand through her sand colored hair, its ends dipped in the same copper as her outfit.? "As much as I love the dunes, I must say this garden has very much grown on me.? I missed this greenery.? You've outdone yourself this season, Keira.? It seems I have arrived in time; the blooms are absolutely beautiful."? Mara walked over to the patch of poppies of various colors, fire red, neon orange, pinks and purples are mixing together and creating a beautiful display.? Keira's garden had more than that, but the colors of these gentle looking flowers seemed to attract her the most.
"I can be ready to go as soon as the sun rises tomorrow.? This will give me a much needed moment of respite and time to go over the blueprints.? Where are those so that I can get started?" Mara asked, turning around to face Keira.? Her tongue flitted out, tasting the air, making sure that there was no one else around to disturb them.? "Also, Photon, where is that boy anyway?? Shouldn't he have reported to you by now?? Maybe his leash needs to be tightened."
(Keira/Aurora)
As she listened to Mara, Keira¡¯s phone buzzed in her pocket. ¡°The blueprints are on the computer in the mansion.? As for Photon, true he should have by now, but maybe he is still learning things.¡± She said with a smile as she pulled out her phone and saw the text.? ¡°Well, looks like Jordie finally made contact with Ms. Shellito.¡±? She looked back to Mara, ¡°tomorrow is fine.? Please take some rest.? And if you feel up to it, join us all for dinner tonight.? I plan to have the Benders of Light filled in on what we have learned so far, and hopefully Photon will be back by then.¡±
She dialed the number for Ms. Shellito, knowing that Mara would like to listen in on the conversation.? The two of them had been together since before Aurora created the Benders of Light and she was always privy to conversations of new candidates when she was around.? Photon was her second, because Mara wasn¡¯t one to be in the light, but she never left her colleague out.? She waited for the woman to answer.
(Devi)
It had not taken long before Devi's phone to ring. She had gotten comfortable on her couch took a sip of her whiskey then answered the phone. "Hello, is this Aurora? Interesting messenger, cute to."
[Mara]
"I suppose we will find out once he makes it back here, whenever that is," Mara simply replied, shrugging her shoulders.? She was never one to tarry after a completed mission regardless of how critical her return was or not, so she was quite sure that this Photon was out gallivanting somewhere.? Like her sharp and poisonous fangs, Mara was quite direct and never held back, like most of the Yuan-ti who held disdain for those who were wishy-washy.? They had zero patience for slow results, BUT Mara wasn't the boss, Keira was and the assassin was not one to question her orders, unless she felt it was going to bring danger to either of them or to their operations.
"Yes, dinner would be great.? I have not yet had anything to eat since coming back.? Since it will be later on, I will have time to look over the building plans," she said, about to head into the mansion when Keira's phone buzzed.? Her boss lady looked over the message and then began to dial her phone.? Mara immediately knew that she should stay and listen to whoever this was.? Shellito...she's not heard of that name before, wondering just who this person was.? Obviously female from the way Keira addressed her, but she would inquire after so she simply stood and waited for Keira to begin the call.
[tag Keira, Devi, open]
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
(Angus, The Dragon)
"Yes," The Dragon replied.? "Thank you for joining me."? He gestured to a nearby chair, elaborately carved and upholstered with fine needle work.? As if at a signal, Angus came in with a tray, carrying a human-sized tea set. Taking a place next to the chair, he waited for Mikayla to sit so that he could serve her.
"I apologize for the mismatch in our respective services," The Dragon said, taking up the enormous cup before him along with the matching spoon. Judging by the sounds being made when he began stirring it, the tea in the cup amounted to gallons.? "But we did not have time in which to make a matching set.? Particularly considering how elaborate and artful these new ones are." He nodded his great head to indicate the cup and spoon in his talons, both of which he was holding comfortably and both of which were adorned with intricate colorful designs.? "Ones _you_ created," he added, eying her meaningfully as he took a sip.
"I must also apologize for having the book removed." The Dragon was noticeably more recovered, his scales having regained much of their luster since the last time she had seen him.? "Given how your initial efforts left you so exhausted, I was concerned about what might happen if you were to attempt another spell too soon.? I will have Angus bring it back to you as soon as we are done."
"_Are_ you feeling better, mistress?" The Dragon asked, actually sounding solicitous instead of demanding.? It was not easy to read his reptilian face, even now, but it seemed slightly softer, more... human... somehow.
Mikayla?
Mikayla didn¡¯t speak...she couldn¡¯t speak. Was he telling her...¡±I made those?¡± She said looking to the tea cup. Surprise awe and confusion filled her tone. ¡°I made those?¡± She repeated as she stared at the tea cup. Was he being honest? Of course he was being honest he wouldn¡¯t have said it if he wasn¡¯t.?
¡°I made those,¡± she said squealing in delight. She clapped her hands together a big smile on her face. ¡°I made those. I wasn¡¯t sure. I thought I failed...but I made those.¡± She said giggling. Before she knew it she was up hugging him. Throwing her arms around his neck. ¡°I made those! I didn¡¯t fail!¡±
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Re: Raconteur City: The Summoning (Pyp, Kutsuki)
(Kutsuki)
The air crackled around Kutsuki, the demonic circle pulsating as it came to life.? Soon, arcs of neon red lightning began to spurt forth from what appeared to be a miniature black hole as it started to grow, violently mutating until it started to take on a more humanoid shape and then the darkness that hid the demon's visage started to melt away as Kutsuki floated back down.? His crimson orbs returned to their normal, dull glow as he came to, lowering his head until he was met face to face with the demon that now stood within the confines of the pentagram circle, his pupils immediately shrinking into snake-like slits.
Before him stood not the "reviler of tongues, desecrator of the commonwealth, ruiner of prosperity" that he been waiting for all his life.? No, instead he was greeted by a young, beautiful looking boy, like one of those dime-a-dozen K-pop idols who so often appeared on TV and various news sites across the web.? His hair was stylishly made up, sporting an attractive hairstyle that was sure to make most girls, and women, swoon, provocatively dressed, as if he was just performing or perhaps attending a quite outrageous party.? With the amount of skin that he was showing, it was quite clear this was not a shy one, and had it been anybody else, they'd think they've just been tricked and visited by a well-known celebrity, but Kutsuki was not fooled in the slightest.? If nothing else, this demon's eyes were a dead give away - his rubies matching Kutsuki's own, if not much brighter.? While he stood frozen in place, however, this unwanted guest started cursing, gesturing around himself at the setting in which he was summoned, complaining about his own circumstances.? Once Kutsuki recovered, the first that he did was scream in rage.
?
"No, no...nononononononono!" he roared, his voice reverberating within the confines of his room.? His hands flew up to his head, fingers entwining in his hair as he shook it in disbelief.? How could this have happened?? He kept pacing in front of the circle, back and forth, back and forth as he mumbled to himself in disbelief.? All the efforts he expended in procuring the most expensive of ingredients...all the years spent on research, research, and more research till all the texts began to meld together and he sat brain-dead before his computer screen.? All the running around he did to make sure that not a single soul could disturb him, not even his parents, all of it wasted on this cretin who did nothing else but whine.? He whirled around to face the demon, snatching the book out of the air and furiously flipping through it, scanning every page, looking for something, anything that would tell him if he made a mistake but there was nothing.? He had conducted the ritual perfectly which meant someone interfered.? That someone was more than likely this flower looking piece of shit..
?
"Useless...absolutely useless," he angrily lamented, stopping his pacing to face the demon head on, eyes boring holes into the others face.? Without looking away, Kutsuki tossed the summoning book over his shoulders, caring not where the damned thing landed.? It could burn for all he cared.? The more he looked at the damned imp, the more he felt his blood boil.? He would've decked the asshole, had he not had a severe aversion to touch.? Crossing his arms, he scowled at the demon's pointing out that he was now its master.
"Yes, _I_ am your master, unfortunately for me," Kutsuki spat out, sighing out in exasperation.? He glanced at the candles, their flames returning to life, flcikering to and from, the inscription that he made glowing from the inside.? They were obviously working since the imp wasn't able to take a step outside the pentagram.? "But you're not the one I wanted.? Do you have any idea what the fuck you just did, you piece of shit filth?? Who the fuck are you and how were you able to interfere with the ritual?? Speak.? I command you."? Kutsuki impatiently tapped his naked food against the wooden floor, brows furrowed into the most angry face that he could make, clearly unsatisfied with the results.
(Pyp)
Pyp blinked at the rapid-fire questions, then began snickering and shaking his head.? "Wow.? Just... wow.? You've never done this before, have you."? It was an observation rather than a question.? He looked back at the white-haired youth in almost disbelief.? "I could _so_ screw you over right now.? But the thing is, if I want to stay in the mortal world - which I do, by the way - I actually need you."
"Also, it'd just be too easy," the demon went on, shrugging, which had the effect of his wings suddenly manifesting behind him. "There's no challenge to it.? So I'll give you another chance.? Either I will answer the three questions, you just asked, or..." the demon grinned impishly, red eyes gleaming and his teeth becoming slightly more fanged "... you can admit that you don't know what the fuck you're doing."
Tag: Kutsuki
OOC - Like the info says, nicknamed "Pyp the Impertinent" and "Pyp the Pain-in-the-Ass"? :)
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Re: Port Vega: Lightning Rod (Roddy, NPC Misty, open)
(NPC Misty) Misty was the Benders of Light storm creator and had been obsessed with the videos that someone named Lightening Rod had been putting on the internet.? She had Aurora's permission to watch and if anything came across as an attack on another mutant then she had permission to contact this being.? She was intrigued?and wondered why he never showed himself in the videos, then it happened.? She saw another mutant struck and knocked out of the sky.? Finally, she was able to make contact.
She turned to Jordie who had just returned from his recruiting assignment, "hey, Jordie, I need to know how to contact this Lighting Rod.? The right strike finally happened.? Problem is he doesn't say how to get a hold of him...no phone number, address, not even an email.? Help please." She turned her stormy grey eyes on him.
"No problem." He said with a smile as he started typing and tracing the video's ip address.? He worked fast and even though the signal was bounced many times, it didn't take him long to find the local address.? "Got it.? Here you go." He said as he sent the information to her computer.
"Thanks, luv." She said and pulled out her phone to make the call.? Misty is a petite looking gal, with snow white hair and stormy grey eyes.? She is capable of creating storms out of any moisture in the air.? She usually dressed in black clothing that really makes her white hair and eyes stand out.
(Roddy)
Roddy's cell-phone rang.? He glanced at the display but frowned when it read "Caller Unknown".? There was however only one call he was expecting, so he thumbed it on.
"Where the fuck is my pizza?" he growled.? "You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago, and American Gladiator's already started.? I hope you brought extra, 'cause you owe me a free one now.? And it better be hot, or you owe me _two_ pizzas."
He snickered as the woman in the inflated jumpsuit on the jumbo flatscreen got knocked off her platform and bounced over the floor, then turned back to his phone.
"Well?"
Tag:? Misty
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
Mikayla slowly began to come alive at the soft call from the man at her bedside. Taking her longer to rise from her slumber than normal, She blinked and stretched. She still felt exhausted but not as tired as she did the day before. ?Sitting up, she blinked a few more times, her eyes firmly on Angus¡¯s mouth. Still so tired, it took quite a bit her to comprehend what he was saying. ?She caught bits and pieces...but rather than ask him to repeat himself she simply nodded and said ¡°Thank you Angus.¡±
After he left,?Mikayla fell back to the bed. She sighed. She did catch the master was awake. He would be disappointed no doubt at the fact that yesterday was a disaster...not not yesterday...the day before yesterday. Not only had she failed, she slept for a full day. She wanted to bury her head back under the covers.?Instead she sat up and rose. Moving to the pedestal the book had been.
It was gone.?
Again she sighed. She supposed he found her failure meant that she didn¡¯t deserve the book. That made sense. Moving back to her bed, Mikayla suddenly wasn¡¯t very hungry any more.?Laying down, she nodded off again. Retreating into sleep to escape her own disappointment.
A few hours later, she awoke. She stretched and washed. Of course Angus had come to retrieve the tray. She dressed in a deep blue dress Puffy capped sleeved dress which gathered underneath her bust and blue matching slippers. Slowly she walked to the doors of the great hall. Taking a deep breathe, preparing for the dressing down she knew he would give, ?she came inside.?
¡°Good Afternoon, my lord. Angus said you wished me to...join...you for...tea.¡± She said her words halting as she saw the items before him. A extra large tea cup and spoon.
(Angus, The Dragon)
"Yes," The Dragon replied.? "Thank you for joining me."? He gestured to a nearby chair, elaborately carved and upholstered with fine needle work.? As if at a signal, Angus came in with a tray, carrying a human-sized tea set. Taking a place next to the chair, he waited for Mikayla to sit so that he could serve her.
"I apologize for the mismatch in our respective services," The Dragon said, taking up the enormous cup before him along with the matching spoon. Judging by the sounds being made when he began stirring it, the tea in the cup amounted to gallons.? "But we did not have time in which to make a matching set.? Particularly considering how elaborate and artful these new ones are." He nodded his great head to indicate the cup and spoon in his talons, both of which he was holding comfortably and both of which were adorned with intricate colorful designs.? "Ones _you_ created," he added, eying her meaningfully as he took a sip.
"I must also apologize for having the book removed." The Dragon was noticeably more recovered, his scales having regained much of their luster since the last time she had seen him.? "Given how your initial efforts left you so exhausted, I was concerned about what might happen if you were to attempt another spell too soon.? I will have Angus bring it back to you as soon as we are done."
"_Are_ you feeling better, mistress?" The Dragon asked, actually sounding solicitous instead of demanding.? It was not easy to read his reptilian face, even now, but it seemed slightly softer, more... human... somehow.
Tag - Mikayla
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Re: Raconteur City: Club Sabbat (Kitty, Cho, Open)
Cho) He smirked winking at Kitty.??¡°Mr.???All formal and things now?¡±??He teased as he greeted her and moved back to his area to make her drink that he was now familiar with after seeing her a few times and knew how to make it exactly to her liking.??He was enjoying this job more than his IT one this was purely fun in a lot of different ways, the people, the interaction and the scenery were all things that kept bringing him back.??The tips were good too.? ? ¡°So lovely, how are you doing tonight???What have you been up too?¡±??He really was wanting to get to know her, what was wrong with that, he truly wanted to taste those lips she really did look good and he was full so he wouldn¡¯t have to worry about her knowing who and what he was he could just enjoy the moment¡if it ever came up.??Now Kitty he did have to catch himself from licking his lips cause her, he did look like she was on the menu for sure. He served her drink, moved on down the bar only to come back to get his answers. ? (Kitty) Kitty knew that Cho would know to add her special ingredients into her Sex on the Beach.??¡°Sure, I like to be formal, once in a while, Cho,¡± she said with a giggle as she waited for her drink.??Once in hand she sipped it through the straw, enjoying the flavor of the alcohol mixed with some O+. ? She watched him work, gave Lissa a smile as the girl headed off with a tray of drinks, when he returned, she smiled again.??¡°Up to, what have I been up to.??Well, let¡¯s see.??I enjoyed a snack at the docks last night.??Then went to the local pier and rode the roller coaster about 5 times, then went and took a swim in the water.??What about you?¡±
(Cho) He was nothing if not meticulous especially for one of his favorite customers.? ? "So is this one of those once in a while's?? What is the? occasion?"? He asked smirking at her giggle, he turned to put everything together with his back turned he added her something special, with a minor cantrip no one probably saw his hand move a bit faster than the human eye.? He looked at her sipped the drink with those sweet lips.? "that is one lucky straw."? he winked before moving away as someone else approached if anything he was sure she knew he would be back to her a some point as they had some catching up to do..? If he didn't know any better he would have thought she was talking about the new food truck that had opened up by a friend down at the docks but since he knew what she was, he just shook his head marveling at her honesty it was their thing after all.
"I was left out cause you didn't invite me to none of those things.? I just found myself running around in circles..."? <Fighting another mystic that thought to try to take me down with circle spells.>.? "...Hung out with a few friends that wanted to start a bonafire..."? <Visited another coven of witches that owed me a favor that needed to punish one of their own with fire.>? "...Talked to a man about some money for a car..."? <<Ran down a wererat bail jumper...for a collection.>>? "...See not nearly as fun as what we could have done together."? he licked his lips..? Before he moved away to open up a special bottle that was for a party of females up stairs one of them was getting married.
"So what brings you to hang with me tonight???"? .
Tag: Kitty, open
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Re: Port Vega: Done with the drama (Ireland, Mia, Raine)
(Ireland) ¡°Networking? That¡¯s what you¡¯re calling it now?¡± Ireland scoffed. ¡°My brother is so resentful of my dad that he has deliberately turned away from any thing he has taught him. No matter how sound the advice is.¡± She said. ¡°The Gorilla Club is cool. You¡¯re gonna love. It¡¯s chill and fun at the same time."
Ireland frowned at Raine. ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you to behave. Keep it up,¡± she said scolding him when he called their father Chord. ¡°And what are you doing here anyway.¡± She said moving down the street. ¡°You never come here.¡±??Ireland raised a hand to hail a cab and the three piled into the back with Ireland sitting in the middle. She turned to Raine. ¡°You got money?¡±
(Mia)
"Chill and fun at the same time.? Sounds intriguing.? Anything I should not do there?" Mia asked to make sure she knew the rules before they arrived at the club.? She decided that talking to them about the facility, work, powers, or family was off limits.? She wanted to let the last 48 hours go and simply focus on the here and now.? She listened to the two of them and waited for him to answer about why he was there.
(Raine)
He liked her, she missed nothing which meant she might be a problem later on, but to day she was potentially Ireland's girlfriend.? He shrugged but since he did agree to be drama free he would be cordial and friendly.? "I am just here to see and hang out with my ba...little sister."? She wasn't a baby any more those she would always be his baby sister.? Just hearing her say she had disowned Brandon, just kind of did something to him deep within his pleasure center.? Then he snapped back.? "I came here to see you.? I listen to advice if it is sound, but sometimes people think simply cause age is on their side and they have more money than God that every thing they say is magic.? But I am my own person now so I don't have to be, beholding to anyone.? I can come and go as I like...."? he stopped remembering Ireland said no drama.. He did think it though.? '...I don't have to deal with my whereabouts, or who I am keeping time with.? No I just get to come and go as I choose see who I want to see no one else.? No whiny brother, no stoic mom and no absentee father either.'? He thought as he moved with them into the back of the cab..? "Tell me about you Mia, what is your claim to fame around Chord Industries?"
Tag: Ireland, Mia
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Re: Raconteur City: There's Murder Afoot (Luke, Scarlett)
(Scarlett
MacAleister)
Scarlett arrived
the next night at a diner in Raconteur City. She was meeting
with her contact from the sheriff¡¯s department there to see if
she could get her hands on the Rhames autopsy files, as well as
anything else her source could give her.
?
She walked into
the diner dressed a little more conservatively than she had been
the prior evening in New Orleans. She¡¯d traded the skintight
leather bodysuit for a pair of faded jeans, holes ripped in the
knees, heels, a green blouse and a black leather jacket ¨C no
duster or sword for this evening. A pair of glasses topped off
her attempt at looking as ordinary as she could.
?
The redhead for
Jackson Sage seated in a booth the back of the diner. Sitting
down across from him, the young cop looked up and glanced around
to make sure she wasn¡¯t followed.
?
¡°I wasn¡¯t
followed,¡± she muttered.?
¡°Never can be too
careful,¡± he replied, brushing back some of his brown locks. ¡°I
could get my ass fired for giving you anything.¡±
?¡°And I could
turn over those pictures of you and your captain¡¯s wife to him,
I¡¯ll bet he¡¯d love to see those,¡± Scarlett quipped.
?
?
Jackson frowned
and slid a folder across to her. She noticed he had a second
folder, closely tucked under his arm atop the table. The redhead
looked down, opened the folder and looked through the contents.
?¡°Everything on
Rhames. Good,¡± she said. ¡°What¡¯s the word around the
department.¡±
?
?¡°Rhames was a
dealer. Nobody gives a shit,¡± Sage scoffed. ¡°Not sure why you
even care.¡±
?
?¡°It¡¯s business,¡±
she replied, still absorbing the contents of the folder. ¡°You¡¯d
think the cops you work with would want to catch whoever
mutilated this kid.¡±
?
?
¡°He¡¯s a scumbag.
They don¡¯t care,¡± Jackson said. She looked up at him and saw a
look on his face that despite the fact he was playing tough, the
contents of the folder bothered him. The autopsy photos were
gruesome, though Scarlett had seen much worse. He was also just
slightly interested in seeing the perp caught.
¡°Tell me again
why you¡¯re riding a desk?¡± she asked him.
?
¡°Questions over
missing drug money from the evidence locker,¡± he said. ¡°They
said if I didn¡¯t take it, I knew who did. So I¡¯m on desk duty
until they can figure out what happened.¡±
?
?
Scarlett nodded,
¡°So the captain finding out what you and his old lady were
doing¡¡±
¡°Would be the
last nail in my coffin,¡± he said uncomfortably.
?
¡°So, when are you
planning to give me the second folder?¡± she finally asked,
closing the first folder and looking across the table at Jackson
over the rims of her glasses.
?
?
He sighed and
pushed it over to her, ¡°Looks like Raconteur PD is working an
identical case. Kid named William Wright¡Billy. Young, dealing
drugs for the Jamaicans. Found in a similar manner.¡±
?
Scarlett was
looking over the file as Jackson gave her the narrative. Again,
the report sounded like the cops didn¡¯t care. They were chalking
both up to rival gangs, possibly yakuza, especially with Rhames¡¯
ties to Nakamura.? She exhaled sharply and looked up at Sage,
¡°You hear any more on these cases or anything like it, call me.¡±
?
?
He eyed her for a
moment, then decided to talk, ¡°I do this for you, and you give
me the photos? Otherwise, we¡¯re done here.¡±
The redhead
smiled, ¡°I suppose that¡¯s fair. You help me get EVERYTHING on
this case, keep me in the loop, and when either I or your cop
buddies catch whoever is doing this, I¡¯ll play nice and give you
the photos.¡±
?
Sage nodded,
¡°This¡whatever did this¡it¡¯s not normal is it?¡±
?
¡°I see you have
astute investigation skills,¡± she said. ¡°They did teach you
something in cop school, didn¡¯t they? Yes, Jackson, this isn¡¯t
some gangster with a sword chopping people up. The cops know it,
but they won¡¯t acknowledge it, part of the reason why they
aren¡¯t investigating.¡±
?
?
Jackson looked a
little pale, ¡°You¡¯re not normal either. I¡¯ve heard the rumors.
About the vampires, about you.¡±
Scarlett looked
around cautiously, ¡°Keep it down. I¡¯m going to let you believe
what you want, Jackson. You keep getting me information. Call or
text when you have something more.¡±
?
¡°I can trust
you?¡±
?
?
Scarlett gathered
the folders and stood up. Looking down at Jackson, she smiled,
purposely showing her fangs for just a second¡enough to surprise
the young policeman. ¡°You can, as long as you don¡¯t fuck with
me. Got it?¡±
Sage nodded and
Scarlett turned and walked toward the door. The night was young.
She¡¯d seen pictures of the articles found on Wright¡¯s body. One
of the items was a matchbox with the name Eddie¡¯s BBQ on the
cover. It wasn¡¯t far, so she decided to check it out.
?
The redhead took
her motorcycle and rode the few short blocks to the restaurant.
She parked the sleek black bike and walked across the parking
lot toward the doors of the restaurant¡
[Luke]
Jones studied the board while Luke considered his moves in advance.?
¡°Any time you are ready,¡± Luke chided.
¡°Whatever,¡± Jones quipped.?
The front door opened and they heard Eddie confer with a new customer.
¡°Getting late for BBQ,¡± Jones said. He moved his pawn up a square.
Luke chuckled at the big man¡¯s play. ¡°Never too late for a cold one.¡±
¡°Amen to that,¡± Jones said.
[Tag] Scarlett
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Re: Resend: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
John Merriweather> ? "Well," John replied, "that's why we need your help so badly, Sara dear. You see, I've only encountered this entity while it was being used by another. I would probably recognise it's signature traits, but perhaps not. It would be a powerful entity, more powerful than a simple spirit or aparition. Even a spirit as powerful as yourself would pale in comparison." ? "As far as a plan, well, I figure we'll have to 'wing it'. Perhaps speak with the entity, if it is able, and discover what binds it here. Then we can discover a way to free the poor thing, can't we?" ? Bonnie tottered from the kitchen with four bowls, spoons, and a breadboard with a loaf of dark rye bread on it. "'Ere it tis, chowder's up!" she called cheerfully as she slapped the bowls down in front of everyone. She carefully wiped each spoon clean on her filthy apron, placing one next to each bowl, then cut the bread into thick slices. "Gwan, eat up," she encouraged as she sat down with them. ? ? -Kir- ? ? ?Kir listened as Sara and John talked. She was still amazed at how different this was compared to how things were when she was, well in her body. Colors seemed brighter yet others were more washed out. There was food and drink and the biggest difference was magic. They way she viewed it and the way it felt to her. She was very unsure what would happen if and when she had to use it. Would it work how she wanted it to.? ? ?Her attention turned to Bonnie when she came back with the soup. It smelled delicious. "Thank you Bonnie. It smells delightful, and the bread mmm. This looks really good." She picks up the spoon and takes a bite. "Bonnie, this is the best chowder I have ever had."? ? ?She looks to Sara as she eats. "Sara, what would you do to help an entity that might be trapped and forced to do a master's bidding for evil."? ? ?Sara
Sara looked to both Kir and John. ¡°Wait? What makes you think the entity is trapped here? And what makes you think it¡¯s doing evil? And what makes you think it has a master and why do you both think I know?¡±
Sara nibbles on her bottom lip. Was the captain really trapped here to do the bidding of an evil master?Sara realized then she had to find him. She needed to talk to him alone. And she had to get away from Kir and John to do so.
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Re: Resend: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
<John Merriweather>
?
"Well," John replied, "that's why we need your help so badly, Sara dear. You see, I've only encountered this entity while it was being used by another. I would probably recognise it's signature traits, but perhaps not. It would be a powerful entity, more powerful than a simple spirit or aparition. Even a spirit as powerful as yourself would pale in comparison."
?
"As far as a plan, well, I figure we'll have to 'wing it'. Perhaps speak with the entity, if it is able, and discover what binds it here. Then we can discover a way to free the poor thing, can't we?"
?
Bonnie tottered from the kitchen with four bowls, spoons, and a breadboard with a loaf of dark rye bread on it. "'Ere it tis, chowder's up!" she called cheerfully as she slapped the bowls down in front of everyone. She carefully wiped each spoon clean on her filthy apron, placing one next to each bowl, then cut the bread into thick slices. "Gwan, eat up," she encouraged as she sat down with them.
?
?
-Kir-
?
? ?Kir listened as Sara and John talked. She was still amazed at how different this was compared to how things were when she was, well in her body. Colors seemed brighter yet others were more washed out. There was food and drink and the biggest difference was magic. They way she viewed it and the way it felt to her. She was very unsure what would happen if and when she had to use it. Would it work how she wanted it to.?
? ?Her attention turned to Bonnie when she came back with the soup. It smelled delicious. "Thank you Bonnie. It smells delightful, and the bread mmm. This looks really good." She picks up the spoon and takes a bite. "Bonnie, this is the best chowder I have ever had."?
? ?She looks to Sara as she eats. "Sara, what would you do to help an entity that might be trapped and forced to do a master's bidding for evil."?
?
?Sara
Sara looked to both Kir and John. ¡°Wait? What makes you think the entity is trapped here? And what makes you think it¡¯s doing evil? And what makes you think it has a master and why do you both think I know?¡±
Sara nibbles on her bottom lip. Was the captain really trapped here to do the bidding of an evil master?Sara realized then she had to find him. She needed to talk to him alone. And she had to get away from Kir and John to do so.
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Delta Blues (Romy Livingstom, Kaomin MacDonald)
<Romy>
¡°Don¡¯t worry, I intend to, ¡° Romy assured. She was getting some serious Obi Wan Kenobi vibes here but the advice was welcomed nonetheless. ¡°I do think however there is nothing wrong with getting a push in the right direction. Pick up some of the underground rumors. You never know what you pick up on.¡± The werecat innocently stated a bright smile on her lips. He was her partner? In a way, but also kinda cute in a hot, older guy type of way.
¡°I¡¯m driving myself thank you. My motorbike is parked a little further down the road. I¡¯m not really a car type person.¡±
<Kaomin>
With a short laugh Kaomin said, ¡°you might want to rethink that, unless of course you don¡¯t mind hauling a suspect in on your handlebars.¡±
When Kaomin pulled his dark green Chevy four door into the lot at the morgue Romy was already waiting for him, leaning against her bike. ¡°Hey partner,¡± he offered, ¡°waiting long?¡±
<Romy>
Sure the bike was a bit unconventional but Romy honestly didn¡¯t mind that. Hauling a suspect into the precinct would be decidedly harder but she¡¯d figure out a way. She always did. Being resourceful was just one of her many talents.
Besides it made maneuvering through traffic far easier. By the time Kaomin arrived Romy already had five minutes ahead of him and was waiting comfortably right there smack at the entrance. ¡°I¡¯ve been keeping myself entertained, don¡¯t you worry about that.¡± Romy assured with a smile. ¡°Gave me some time to take in my surroundings.¡±
<Kaomin>
With a smile Kaomin offered, ¡°it¡¯s the morgue, and we¡¯re vampire hunters. Believe me, you¡¯ll get to know this place well. This one and also public records, bad vampires either kill people or cheat them. The nice part is we won¡¯t get any domestics, the Unit One guys get a lot of those.¡±
When they entered they showed their badges and were ushered into the autopsy room where the body of ¡®John Doe¡¯ rested on a slab. ¡°Mac,¡± the doctor greeted, ¡°you never write, you never call, I missed you.¡±
¡°I was here last week, Barney,¡± Kaomin replied. ¡°Barney, this is my new partner, Romy Livingston.¡± Turning to Romy he said, ¡°Livingston, this is Barney Stiles. He speaks to the dead for us.¡±
¡°They finally found someone else crazy enough for Unit Two, huh?¡± Barney commented. Holding out his hand the coroner said, ¡°nice to meet you, Livingston.¡±
TAG Romy, any
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
? (Draven)Draven felt the warmth of the water and gingerly stepped into the shower with Anais wrapped around him.? Luckily it wasn't a high tub, but an actual shower.? "Oh, you did." He said with a smile as he turned her back to face the water as he lifted her just enough to maneuver himself to enter her again.? He lowered her onto his rod and moved to be against the wall of the shower to help support himself as he began moving with her.? "One more round, then we will need to actually shower and go to dinner."? He said before delivering another passionate kiss to his bride.
?Anais
¡°Yes I did,¡± she gasped as he entered her. ¡°I could feel you taking control. I like that.¡± She said as she moved with him.?
With her legs wrapped around his waist, she had not purchase, she had nothing to hold on to. So she held on to his shoulder. Moving up and down riding his shaft.?
Anais meet his lips her passion just as consuming as before. ¡°You feel so good when you do this to me. My mark burns.¡±
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Draven)Draven felt the warmth of the water and gingerly stepped into the shower with Anais wrapped around him.? Luckily it wasn't a high tub, but an actual shower.? "Oh, you did." He said with a smile as he turned her back to face the water as he lifted her just enough to maneuver himself to enter her again.? He lowered her onto his rod and moved to be against the wall of the shower to help support himself as he began moving with her.? "One more round, then we will need to actually shower and go to dinner."? He said before delivering another passionate kiss to his bride.
?Anais
¡°Yes I did,¡± she gasped as he entered her. ¡°I could feel you taking control. I like that.¡± She said as she moved with him.?
With her back against the wall she had not purchase so she had nothing to hold on to. So she held on to his shoulder. Moving up and down riding his shaft.?
Anais meet his lips her passion just as consuming as before. ¡°I love you.¡±
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Re: Port Vega: Done with the drama (Ireland, Mia, Raine)
Raine did his best not to say anything.? He only chuckled and gave his relaxed smile,
which could be charming to some but Ireland was apparently into Mia who didn¡¯t
seem to mind the hand holding besides he had his eye on someone else.? He just held his hands up in surrender
pose.? And moved with them.??¡°You are my baby.? I will be good, this
day is damn near perfect!¡±? He smiled now
fully.
?
He looked over at Mia, the smile faded but only a little
bit.? In his more than focused
mannerisms.? ¡°I am into Networking.¡±? He said as if that were enough but it was
true to a degree, but he knew he had only Ireland to answer too so that was all that
mattered and in a manner of speaking¡he was.?
¡°So how many of you came to work with dear old Chord?¡±? He would have said dad, but he wasn¡¯t in the
mood and poor Mia seemed like she was confused enough without adding to that distant
family dynamic.
(Ireland) ¡°Networking? That¡¯s what you¡¯re calling it now?¡± Ireland scoffed. ¡°My brother is so resentful of my dad that he has deliberately turned away from any thing he has taught him. No matter how sound the advice is.¡± She said. ¡°The Gorilla Club is cool. You¡¯re gonna love. It¡¯s chill and fun at the same time."
Ireland frowned at Raine. ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you to behave. Keep it up,¡± she said scolding him when he called their father Chord. ¡°And what are you doing here anyway.¡± She said moving down the street. ¡°You never come here.¡±??Ireland raised a hand to hail a cab and the three piled into the back with Ireland sitting in the middle. She turned to Raine. ¡°You got money?¡±
(Mia)
"Chill and fun at the same time.? Sounds intriguing.? Anything I should not do there?" Mia asked to make sure she knew the rules before they arrived at the club.? She decided that talking to them about the facility, work, powers, or family was off limits.? She wanted to let the last 48 hours go and simply focus on the here and now.? She listened to the two of them and waited for him to answer about why he was there.
Tag: Ireland, Raine
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
Khadashee closed her eyes in exhausted. Drifting off to sleep. A few moments later. There was no Al¡¯Shukur. An hour later still no Al¡¯Shukur.?The ship never passed.
(Draven)
Draven's first mate made mention that they hadn't seen any of the other ships in quite some time.? He used his looking glass and saw that indeed the other ships seemed to have gone their own ways.? "Strange, I thought for sure Sa'id would wait for some kind of signal.? Maybe he decided to let Khadashee handled things in her own way."? Unsure of what to do at that point, Draven simply stood there at the helm watching the horizons.? He didn't want to wake his Queen, but he didn't know what she would want to do at this point.? He would just have to wait.
Tag: Khadashee
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
Anais squealed, the giggled when she found herself back in the arms of her husband. She leaned in to kiss his sweaty neck. ¡°Umm, you taste good.¡± She said?
She slid down his body as he put her down. ¡°Yes. You did. Insist that we...oh...¡± she said as he pulled her up into his arms. ¡°I take it we are going again.¡± She said mischief in her eyes. ¡°Okay, but promise me you¡¯ll taste me again. I really liked that.¡± She said remembering how it felt when he sunk his teeth deep into her shoulder and just how good it felt to feel him drink from her.
(Draven)
Draven felt the warmth of the water and gingerly stepped into the shower with Anais wrapped around him.? Luckily it wasn't a high tub, but an actual shower.? "Oh, you did." He said with a smile as he turned her back to face the water as he lifted her just enough to maneuver himself to enter her again.? He lowered her onto his rod and moved to be against the wall of the shower to help support himself as he began moving with her.? "One more round, then we will need to actually shower and go to dinner."? He said before delivering another passionate kiss to his bride.
Tag: Anais
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Raconteur City: There's Murder Afoot (Luke, Scarlett)
(Luke)
¡°Can you let me win one game,¡± Jones exclaimed. He tossed over his King with a big finger.
¡°That would only go to your head,¡± Luke said amiably. ¡°Your head is big enough now.¡±
¡°Funny boatman, very funny.¡± Jones tossed back his drink.
¡°As much fun as this is, I need to head out. I have business in the morning.¡±
Jones gathered his board and pieces. ¡°I suppose. Another day I will beat you.¡±
?
Eddie¡¯s was dead at this hour. The dishes long since washed, tables cleaned and floors swept.? Eddie lounged by the cash register just hanging on for these two clowns to leave.
?
Luke clapped Jones on the back as they exited the BBQ joint, ¡°Next time old friend. You might get that win.¡±
¡°I hear that,¡± Jones snorted. ¡°When cows fly.¡±
¡°That happened in a movie,¡± Luke said pointedly.
Jones slid behind the wheel of his old Caddy. ¡°Sure, thing skipper. Next time. Get some.¡±
?
¡°You too,¡± Luke said with a laugh. He hauled himself into the pickup and headed back to the marina.? He pulled into the large parking lot that served the marina, a small business office and a public boat ramp.? His office was located right inside the main entrance to the office building. He ignored the office and drove down close to the docks. Only a scattering of vehicles were in the lot at this hour.? He got out of his truck and headed for the dock. The lot was well lit by a single lamp pole unit in a far corner. The powerful lamp bathed the whole area in a bleached out glare.
?
Skinny¡¯s Marina had a simplistic security code on a gate that allowed you to walk down the main dock. There were cameras purported to be 24 hours surveillance and maintained by ¡®Watchmen¡¯ Security Service.
He did his customary wave to the cameras as he passed through the gate. The whole idea of protection was illusionary. One could always get to a boat by the water. They¡¯d had a couple trespassers over the years, but they had been discovered and apprehended presumably because of the camera coverage.
?
There were a lot of yachts in the marina. Most were larger than his. Some had expensive barns that protected them from the weather. He did not. His pride and joy was exposed to all that mother nature could toss at her.
?
¡°Divine Pleasure¡± sat right where he¡¯d left her. A sliver of moon and an ocean of stars gave him feeble light as he climbed aboard. The powerful yacht was designed for fishing on the open sea. It¡¯s three powerful outboard motors could motivate the craft through calm seas at over 60mph.
?
Something moved and he jumped back in alarm. His weapons were close by but ultimately out of reach if this shadow decided to open fire.
¡°Hey Skipper,¡± Tiger voice called out.
¡°Heaven above Tiger, you scared the daylights out of me.¡±
¡°Sorry, couldn't find you, so I thought I¡¯d wait for you.¡±
¡°Why not just call me?¡±
¡°I did. Left a bunch of messages. Texted you too.¡±
?
Luke pulled out his phone. Sure, enough the screen was full of her messages.? ¡°Hell, I must have turned off the notifications, sorry. What¡¯s going on? What¡¯s so important you came all the way out here?¡±
¡°It¡¯s Jenny Lee, Bobby Lee¡¯s young daughter. She¡¯s very sick.¡±
¡°I know who Bobby is, why doesn¡¯t he take her to the clinic?¡±
?
¡°They don't have money or insurance. His little dugout boat would take a couple of days to paddle to a highway. If I remember he is somewhere near the Atchafalaya National Wildlife Refuge. South of Morgan City,¡± Tiger said, then added in a subdued voice, ¡°She gonna die Skip.¡±
?
¡°Who is going to let me borrow a fan boat in the middle of the night. Then I¡¯d have to find them.¡±
¡°Longitude and latitude boss.¡±
¡°Ah hell, I¡¯ll be dead for the fishing trip tomorrow if I make it back in time.¡±
¡°No worry Skipper, I can handle the ¡®Pleasure¡¯ myself. You know I dun it before.¡±
¡°How old is she?¡±
¡°Jenny will be twelve if she makes it.¡±
Luke squared his shoulders, ¡°All right then.¡±
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(Scarlett MacAleister)
Scarlett arrived the next night at a diner in Raconteur City. She was meeting with her contact from the sheriff¡¯s department there to see if she could get her hands on the Rhames autopsy files, as well as anything else her source could give her.
?
She walked into the diner dressed a little more conservatively than she had been the prior evening in New Orleans. She¡¯d traded the skintight leather bodysuit for a pair of faded jeans, holes ripped in the knees, heels, a green blouse and a black leather jacket ¨C no duster or sword for this evening. A pair of glasses topped off her attempt at looking as ordinary as she could.
?
The redhead for Jackson Sage seated in a booth the back of the diner. Sitting down across from him, the young cop looked up and glanced around to make sure she wasn¡¯t followed.
?
¡°I wasn¡¯t followed,¡± she muttered.?
¡°Never can be too careful,¡± he replied, brushing back some of his brown locks. ¡°I could get my ass fired for giving you anything.¡±
?¡°And I could turn over those pictures of you and your captain¡¯s wife to him, I¡¯ll bet he¡¯d love to see those,¡± Scarlett quipped.
?
?
Jackson frowned and slid a folder across to her. She noticed he had a second folder, closely tucked under his arm atop the table. The redhead looked down, opened the folder and looked through the contents.
?¡°Everything on Rhames. Good,¡± she said. ¡°What¡¯s the word around the department.¡±
?
?¡°Rhames was a dealer. Nobody gives a shit,¡± Sage scoffed. ¡°Not sure why you even care.¡±
?
?¡°It¡¯s business,¡± she replied, still absorbing the contents of the folder. ¡°You¡¯d think the cops you work with would want to catch whoever mutilated this kid.¡±
?
?
¡°He¡¯s a scumbag. They don¡¯t care,¡± Jackson said. She looked up at him and saw a look on his face that despite the fact he was playing tough, the contents of the folder bothered him. The autopsy photos were gruesome, though Scarlett had seen much worse. He was also just slightly interested in seeing the perp caught.
¡°Tell me again why you¡¯re riding a desk?¡± she asked him.
?
¡°Questions over missing drug money from the evidence locker,¡± he said. ¡°They said if I didn¡¯t take it, I knew who did. So I¡¯m on desk duty until they can figure out what happened.¡±
?
?
Scarlett nodded, ¡°So the captain finding out what you and his old lady were doing¡¡±
¡°Would be the last nail in my coffin,¡± he said uncomfortably.
?
¡°So, when are you planning to give me the second folder?¡± she finally asked, closing the first folder and looking across the table at Jackson over the rims of her glasses.
?
?
He sighed and pushed it over to her, ¡°Looks like Raconteur PD is working an identical case. Kid named William Wright¡Billy. Young, dealing drugs for the Jamaicans. Found in a similar manner.¡±
?
Scarlett was looking over the file as Jackson gave her the narrative. Again, the report sounded like the cops didn¡¯t care. They were chalking both up to rival gangs, possibly yakuza, especially with Rhames¡¯ ties to Nakamura.? She exhaled sharply and looked up at Sage, ¡°You hear any more on these cases or anything like it, call me.¡±
?
?
He eyed her for a moment, then decided to talk, ¡°I do this for you, and you give me the photos? Otherwise, we¡¯re done here.¡±
The redhead smiled, ¡°I suppose that¡¯s fair. You help me get EVERYTHING on this case, keep me in the loop, and when either I or your cop buddies catch whoever is doing this, I¡¯ll play nice and give you the photos.¡±
?
Sage nodded, ¡°This¡whatever did this¡it¡¯s not normal is it?¡±
?
¡°I see you have astute investigation skills,¡± she said. ¡°They did teach you something in cop school, didn¡¯t they? Yes, Jackson, this isn¡¯t some gangster with a sword chopping people up. The cops know it, but they won¡¯t acknowledge it, part of the reason why they aren¡¯t investigating.¡±
?
?
Jackson looked a little pale, ¡°You¡¯re not normal either. I¡¯ve heard the rumors. About the vampires, about you.¡±
Scarlett looked around cautiously, ¡°Keep it down. I¡¯m going to let you believe what you want, Jackson. You keep getting me information. Call or text when you have something more.¡±
?
¡°I can trust you?¡±
?
?
Scarlett gathered the folders and stood up. Looking down at Jackson, she smiled, purposely showing her fangs for just a second¡enough to surprise the young policeman. ¡°You can, as long as you don¡¯t fuck with me. Got it?¡±
Sage nodded and Scarlett turned and walked toward the door. The night was young. She¡¯d seen pictures of the articles found on Wright¡¯s body. One of the items was a matchbox with the name Eddie¡¯s BBQ on the cover. It wasn¡¯t far, so she decided to check it out.
?
The redhead took her motorcycle and rode the few short blocks to the restaurant. She parked the sleek black bike and walked across the parking lot toward the doors of the restaurant¡
Tag: Luke
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