Bright Lights, Bloody Nights, Big City: Vampire Game Thread

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:35 pm

The front doors maybe closed, but there are lights on inside. Marcus is not without options.

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"It didn't work," said the voice. "Not at all."

"What the fuck does that mean?" snarled Cargo.

"You attacked a Kindred in his haven and a Kindred body was left for mortals to find. Wright's plans against you might do something to mitigate the first and he carries weight for the second, but so do you. You overplayed your hand."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Trainyard Caitiff Cargo. Everyone knows it was you. People like your business but you became too hot to tolerate. No shield between you and Wright's coterie. You pushed the bounds and then lost. Two bad errors."

"What about you."

"I don't need your business badly enough to take your heat. Besides, your masters will just send another agent, one that hasn't become complacent over the years."

"Fuck you too," snarled Cargo.

"No, that's Wright's job. You're going to get a first hand view of Brujah temper. This warning pays off the last of my debts." The line went dead.

"Mother fucker," snarled Cargo. "Well, there's still one more card left up my sleeve."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:41 pm

The impartial voice says quietly, "How does one go about doing this hospitality?"

Cassie gasps with a smile as she places the brush down at the vanity she is using at the mention of the brute's name. "Wright? Surely he will rebuild his warehouse and have plenty of money to pay this nice man back for helping us."

Mary rolls her eyes, her hands folding over the bars of the cages as she RATTLES them violently. "Jesus Cassie, Did someone hit you with the stupid stick or something?? WAKE up girl! Wright BEAT you and tossed you aside. Eventually, you would have ended up like that other girl. You should thank that devil of yours. He did you a favor."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:44 pm

He got himself cleaned up and snagged some ill-fitting clothes from Marcus' wardrobe. Taking a glance in a mirror, he decided he looked perfectly faggy, but until he could score some duds of his own, it'd have to do.

Time to go scare up some of the screwheads at the local and get people beating the tracks for him.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:52 pm

"Well, we won't be too hasty, that's fer sure. We got two options: the first is to go in, tell the truth 'n get funny looks, and maybe worse... the second gives us a little leverage, 'n that's what bein' a Kindred is startin' to be all about."

Holden leans forward, arching fingertip to fingertip as he poses the idea to the fledgling.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:55 pm

He twisted the doorknob until it yielded to his inhumanly strong hand, then slowly swung the backdoor open. Carefully, slowly, he crept toward the sitting room, hearing the muffled pants and grunts of pleasure and effort. Peaking around the corner, he watched as the girl knelt before Sammy Pollard. She was probably something like sixteen...

He'd already pissed enough people off tonight. He pulled back and listened carefully for the grand finale before sticking his head all the way around the doorframe.

"Hey Sammy, gotta talk to ya."

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:56 pm

Father Leonard poured through a list of possible suppliers, there were things he needed to get, things he neeed to get shipped. Calatogues were his friends. His list generally consisted of some 12 guage galvanized steel wire, some plyers, several wooden dowels and set of bolt cutters. He also needed to get some steel plates. As well as rivets... He had compiled the list then night previous. And come the morrow, he would send his ghoul on a few errands. But first, both he and the ghoul needed to be fed.

He got up, strapped on his sword, and walked out the front door. heading in the direction of a seedy part of town...or at least, more seedy than usual.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 9:57 pm

Mary paces back and forth. Somehow she knows this other one is in control. Somehow she knows that she has lost the edge. Now, she sits here, caged, while the other one is playing. FOOLS! Who the fuck CARES about leverage? So that she can act all pompous and self important like Wright or Holden or ...even the Shadow. FUCK them ALL! All of them thinking they are so goddamn important. She wonders how vampires bleed, cas she wants to watch the blood flow like a river from these self important pompous windbags. While they are busy talking, she will strike!

"Leverage is always preferable in an unknown situation. Could you explain further what you mean by this...leverage?" The impartial voice says as the hands place the blanket down nearby.

Cassie looks around, "Did I do that?" as she surveys the mess the hotel room is put in. "Oh, Im so sorry."

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:02 pm

"...One avenue is to discover your sire. ..Not whoever skipped out on you tonight. I know a guy... recently perished in an unfortunate smelting accident. ...How would you enjoy being an assistant? At least until the heat dies down 'n we can put everythin' in place for ya?"

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:02 pm

"Jesus Wright," says Sammy buckling up his pant, "your timing fucking sucks. " He turns to the girl. "Beat it cunt." He turns back to Wright. "This had better be fucking good."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:04 pm

Mary GROWLS and fights the cage bars. This spells SLAVERY!

"Until this blows over, that seems the most logical choice at hand." She nods in acknowledgement.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:06 pm

"Hey, I coulda arrived like five minutes earlier," he said, smirking. "I need people. Ten or fifteen. Strongarms, and I need 'em tonight."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:11 pm

"Tonight? It's fucking late. The only place I know you can get that many people on that short notice is the bars and a lot of them are going to be at least half drunk. Can't this wait?"

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:13 pm

"The bars'll do. They're just going to be beating the game out, y'know, like hunting. Fuck, drunk is better. Makes 'em good and violent. And no, it can't wait. Get to work, Sammy."

He leaned on the wall casually, waiting for his order to be obeyed.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:16 pm

"So, where's the green?" asked Sammy.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:18 pm

He still had his money clip, though it was a tad depleted after buying those corpses off of Cargo. He reached into his pocket and tossed it on the table. "Two grand. You need more, I score it in the morning when the bank opens."

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:20 pm

Father leo look a bit, but he managed to find the "correct" or rather, incorret for any person of repute, part of town. This wasnt where the speakeasies were... oh no. This was where the ladies of the night, and their pimp enforcers dwelt. It wasnt the pro's he was after. It was their pimps. Social predators who preyed on the weak, and kept these girls in virtual slavery.

He looked for a prostitute with an obvious pimp near by.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:21 pm

"Good. The slag's name is Jimmy 'the Club' out of Nashville. Used to find whatever blunt object nearby and use it as a fine weapon. True Paladin, that one. Anyway, you were freshly sired when duty calls. The whole thing went bad from the start, but before we get into it, he turns to me 'n says, 'take care of my sweet.' It turns out to be you who he is referrin' to. So we do our thing, an' he winds up on the receiving end of a stake an' gets tossed into a pot where they're pourin' gold. Damn shame." He shakes his head. "Well, you 'n me, we have to hightail it out of there, so we slip on the next train out and wind up here. Ya follow?"

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:25 pm

She nods. "Jimmy the Club" She repeats. "And what is it you are requesting in exchange for assisting me?"

Mary HOWLS and SNARLS. Beating at the cage with everything she has. No fucking way she is sitting still for this stupid hick's rhetoric one moment longer. She can't TAKE it any more, the way he talks, his easy going way, all of it.

Cassie whispers to the cage, "Hush you. Im trying to practice. Can't ya try and get some shut eye or something?"[/i]

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:28 pm

"Just keep an eye out for me. For now. Doing this puts us on an even level 'cause I don't know the city an' right now you need someone to vouch for ya. Frankly it's my duty, miss."

He nods assertively.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:32 pm

Mary growls, "Dont do me any favors, Holden. I can vouch for myself."

The impartial one nods and observes, "Leverage and credibility. I see."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:36 pm

Finding prostitutes that are suitable targets is harder than Leo expected. The bawdy houses and speak easies are out, which leaves him searching for streetwalkers. It takes him a little while to find the right neighborhood. And then he's neck deep in them.

Short dresses, flapper style and too short skirts and partially unbuttoned blouses are the uniform of choice. No obvious pimps. So Leo settles in and waits. He uncomfortably brushes off several entreaties and then his patience is rewarded. A big thuggish bull of a man wearing a bulky pinstripped suit comes up to him. "Can I help you my friend?" he says with just a touch of menace. "Are you interested in these fine ladies?"

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"Alright," said Sammy. "This'll do. But I've got to tell these guys something about the job. What do you want me to tell them?"

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:41 pm

"I'd say business is concluded for the evenin'. Share with me, miss." He stands and moves to his baggage, prepping a shirt and slacks to wear. "Tomorrow evening we'll try 'n get you something accomodating to wear. Is there a style nowadays that does that?" He ponders for a moment, setting the clothes aside. "Tell me a li'l about yourself?" With the events of the evening, he's down with letting the work roll off his shoulders. Soon he'll be hungry, as well as his accomplace." "In all the mess, I didn't catch yer name.."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:42 pm

"Lookin' for a guy, or guys..."

He rattled off descriptions. Cargo, and Cargo's enforcers.

"They spot 'em, they don't rumble with 'em, they get word back to me, quick-like. Guy who spots 'em and doesn't spook 'em gets a grand, a supervisor spot, and any dame outta..."

He started to offer one out of his club, but his club wasn't a going concern at the moment.

"...a grand and a supervisor spot," he concluded.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:44 pm

"Jesus fuck, you want to mess with Cargo?" said Sammy. "Do you have any idea of who that nigger is connected too? He's got to be bringing in the green to have all the pull he does."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Mon Sep 19, 2005 10:46 pm

"Which one?" Mary guffaws.

"I am Rosemary, or Rose for short to keep confusion to a minimum. As for style, although Cassie would love such accomidations, I am afraid they are not very practical." Rosemary raises her claws, not to mention the ridges on her back, etc. "I require only comfortable and loose fitting clothes." She stands and limps over, dragging her leg behind her, to begin to hang up the curtains again."

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