@King Tai@Bryn

Kaira took a careful sip, licking off the residue on her fangs. She didn't want to waste any of it. "The last thing I want to do is get involved in anything." She stared down into the dark red liquid for a moment, looking back up at the bartender with a dour look settled on her face. "Things are brewing and I don't want to be around when it hits." Kaira's thoughts switched over to Cadence. She inwardly worried about the girl-she was glad she was so full of life, but was concerned of something happening to her, even though she didn't even know her that well. Kaira actually had a big heart. She just hid it.

@BlackPanther

Aries never took his eyes off Vlad's eyes, showing that he was determined and serious about his request. He knew deep down that Vlad was not going to make it easy, knowing his history and all. But then...he said it...all he wanted was a reason...a legit reason besides the obvious need for muscle and having a smaller group. For a moment of silence, movement finally came about as Aries stood up and looked over at the portrait of his mother standing with his uncle and himself "You know...for the longest, Hybrids were not common...every now and then in history, they showed but...not too long after, they'd die or get killed simply for being what they were. because of the recent events, I believe that us...three families was basically given a warning...a wake up call that we could be wiped out. Is it the beginning....was the killer's aim just for the heads? I have no clue. What I do know is that, if the killer is human and have the means to destroy us, I would think that uniting to survive against an enemy we do not know of, that have what it takes to kill us, should be enough reason for you to be with us. Hybrids like me and you are nothing but abominations that many would love to rid this world of. I'm doing this to preserve us...for the sake of Hybrids." he tried reasoning.

@Rusalka

Realizing that she was aware of the current situation, Stone just sat there listening while she explained her lack of interest in the three families feud, the back stories, and the extra info Stone was wanting to share with Rebecca about the man she was going to pursue. "Confident huh? Well all I will say, since you feel that you have everything figured out, don't underestimate him...he's probably as old as you." he mentioned. This was not exactly care or concern for her well being, it was more of a warning not to jeopardize the mission.

He wanted to explain the fact that he once sent a strike team after Vlad but the attempts was hilariously a failure. He didn't want to see that failure again. The chances were a little better this time since he was sending the right curbs Vlad's way this time so to persuade him differently. That is, if things go as planned but that's asking too much when considering Rebecca's attitude on matters and her every attempt to spite her employer.

Letting her leave, he was brought to attention the fact she knew he was sending spies shadowing her and Cammie while they were out. Stone gave a smirk "They're just my insurance policy. I need them around just in case you fuck up. So I'm telling you again whether you are plotting against me or not, I still own you." he said as the Cunt and dyke slave left but he was then visited by his other agent Katya after she shared something with both Rebecca and Cammie.

@Kurai Assassin

The moment Katya barged in, Stone watched her with a look as if she lost her mind. "Wait Agent Moreno." he said as he pressed down on a button of his machine contacting another agent "Agent Monroe, contact Archer....tell him to hang back and let Rebecca and the girl go on this mission." hearing a voice answer back

But sir, she cannot be trusted...shouldn't we just have him stay on her anyway?

"I don't trust her but if I send someone to spy on her again, I'm sure they will find out and take down the spies. I need my men in good health. I'm letting her go this time but if something goes wrong, Archer is going after her again. but hey, I have to deal with something right now."

Yes sir.

Stone looked at Katya "How many times have I told you about barging into my office like this? You may be one of my more trusted agents but you need to show more respect." he said pausing and composing himself "Now what are talking about with guys looking around for us? I'm sure we have enemies everywhere."

@Allie

With the bartender staring on "So are you considering hiding or running away....leaving town until everything calms? If you do, it would be logical. I don't think anyone would see you as a coward."

@King Tai
Vladimir sits back in the chair. He seems to be contemplating. "You are the first to talk about having the three families unite. Usually I just get told why one family is better then the other two....so good job." He stands and walks over to Aries. "I'll do a sort of trial run with you" he shrugs. "If I am capable of actually being in a group I'll stay...if not...I'll leave" he studies Aries. "I've never been in one of the families....but I will try" he turns. "You have a good reason" he walks back to the chair and sits. "Just know I'm not good with authority so I'll most likely treat you as I normally do...with the added bonus of me protecting the hybrids" his eyes pierce Aries' once more. "Deal?" The offer of a lifetime....or several...he finally chooses one side...one group to be a part of. The trial run is more to keep Aries on his toes...to see how he would act with the thought that Vlad could leave at any moment.

@King Tai
"No, not enemies. I've had two random civilians come and find me and ask me about some mob bosses being murdered. Figured it was a hoax otherwise we'd have known sooner" she said lighting a cigarette. "you wanna smoke boss"

@Kurai Assassin@King Tai

"H-hey, watch it!" Camille stumbled back a little upon being coldly pushed aside. Rebecca however gave no retort nor reply, merely furrowing her brow at the bitter woman's words as she regained composure. Veterans, their battle wounds may have healed, but the thick, calloused scars upon their hearts and minds remained forever, the ceaseless pain racking their conscience without pause. For them, the war never ended. It was just waged on another battlefield, the struggle to readjust to civilian norms and shed away the killer they had become. ~"Hmm, well that was rather crass."~ She said dusting herself off. ~"Not sure why some random strangers are seeking out UHC operatives, or why the have information on this blood feud between the three families."~ She then turned to Camille, the girl sticking her tongue out at Katya as she stormed away, vanishing behind the door to Stone's office. ~"We should probably be on our guard tonight, sweetheart, as with any night that idiot sends us to do his dirty work."~

The girl nodded in agreement and into the elevator they stepped, Rebecca pressing a button then leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, a blank slate of an expression as she pondered upon that woman's last comment. World's End Pub, a lead maybe? I suppose we could start there, but I doubt it has any significance. From what I read of that girl's profile, Katya's intent on drinking herself to death. She'd frequent anywhere they were serving alcohol. Honestly, I feel sorry for her.

The doors opened with a gentle hiss, a cool breeze gracing the vampire woman's pale complexion, causing her to shiver somewhat. The parking garage was always cold, cold and vacant. There were only a few vehicles present, one of them hers, a candy apple red sports car, a recent model. The two got in, the V8 engine revving with quite the horsepower as the crimson vehicle screamed out of the garage and onto the city streets. World's End...such a quaint name for some seedy back alley bar, the kind of place one would be certain to seek out sorry low lives, though Rebecca never considered Katya as one. The embittered woman was just...down on her luck, a broken shell of the girl she used to be. As they drove on, the streetlamps and neon signs passing them by with subtle glows and highlights, the car radio softly played, a mournful tune to fit what else but the dreary and melancholic aura Rebecca felt from her surroundings zipping by her, the city, so dirty and dangerous. She glanced off to the side, noticing in the passenger seat next to her, the teenage girl was curled up and peering out the window, her petite chest gracefully rising and falling with every shallow breath she drew, her tiny lips moving slowly as an incoherent murmur or two followed. Warmly Rebecca smiled, finding the view....quite adorable, yet, her smile faded as she sensed something in Camille.

~"You're worried about something."~ She whispered, one hand casually rested on the steering wheel while another was propped against her face as she leaned on the driver side door and gazed out onto the road. ~"You know I can read you like a book, sweetheart."~ Camille turned to her, nervously her fangs nibbling at her lower lip. "I was just...I thought of something." She replied. ~"Oh?"~ Said Rebecca slightly raising an eyebrow. ~"Don't tell me. You have your suspicions as well about these recent slayings."~

"You too, Mistress?" Camille returned somewhat surprised. "But yeah, it's strange. Three coven lords murdered in cold blood, all in the same night. It doesn't make sense."

~"I'm sure none of this will make sense at all, my dear."~ Rebecca said rather factual, keeping her eyes on the road. She too had her suspicions about the murders. Twas no mistake the three families had bad blood in the past, but never had she considered it escalating to such extremities as outright assassination. No, there was something else to this twisted menagerie, something a bit more sinister than typical mob warfare tactics. ~"What if we are just unraveling one tiny, little thread of a convoluted web of deceit and murder? Like...we're being dragged into this dark abyss where nothing can be discerned as either truth or lie. That's honestly what I feel about this mess, but either way...we're not here to solve cases, sweetie. Our mission is simple...kill them."~

It wasn't really the answer Camille was expecting from her beautiful mistress, but nevertheless, she nodded in agreement and slumped back into her seat. ~"I'm not sure we can find Vladdy boy, but I think someone around here would know."~ Right as she said that, they pulled up close to the place, a dimly lit, flickering neon sign that read in plain letters, WORLD'S END. And the place...it seared Rebecca's nostrils with an unmistakable odor, causing her to cringe and grimace at the awful stench, of blood, booze, and sex. ~"Well...this is certainly the place."~ A dry quip as she killed the ignition and stepped out. If cesspool of modern society was such a word, then in the dictionary this despicable scene would be but the image to accompany it. Prostitutes and drug dealers running rampant, spreading death and venereal disease with every step upon the cracked, filthy concrete stained with nearly years of vicious, bloody gangland warfare. Rebecca wondered if wherever she stepped a corpse had lied, possibly gunned down in such grisly fashion or gutted by the sadistic steel of a switchblade. Either way, this place made her uncomfortable, as if tiny, black poison insects were crawling all over her skin. She pulled Camille close to her, the teen looking around curiously, such childlike innocence should never be tainted...though Rebecca may have done that already many times in their bed chamber. ~"Come along, darling. We shouldn't daddle."~

Camille gave a soft nod to her Mistress' cooing, shuffling beside her as they stepped into the sordid establishment.

@Allie@King Tai

The man Cadence had been dancing with held her hips as she bent over the bar for idle conversation, an annoyed look on his face at the bartenders interruption. However, Cadence ignored him as focused her attuned listening to the bartender and girl. "Problem? What problem? I have no problems. A fledgling like me just doesn't care. My mind is never on anything I don't wish it on." Her voice lilted, almost sang. She turned her attention to Kaira. Unlike her, Cadence preferred to ignore problems and drown in her vices.

@King Tai@Bryn

Kaira frowned a bit. "I hadn't committed to anything as drastic as leaving. I don't know..." she trailed off. "I just don't feel safe. I'll fight if it comes to it, but I'm not going to purposely involve myself. Lying low is more of my thing." It was better for her that way. Bonds weren't the easiest thing for her to handle. They made her vulnerable. She had lost her parents in a sense-because of their immoral behavior and cruelty, she had never gotten to experience that connection that many humans had with their family. She wasn't planning on being wounded from any sort of relationship again. It was bad enough that she had developed a soft spot for a few of the locals and didn't want to see anything bad happen to them, including the bartender and Cadence. It was similar to that feeling you have for your neighbors-you weren't entirely close to all of them, or even most, but you still liked having them around. Kaira shifted her gaze to Cadence once again, and to the human male who was impatiently watching them speak. She gave her one of her small smiles. "Glad to see you're enjoying yourself." The reek of blood mixed with meth coming from the guy was incredibly strong. Pushing down primal urges, she grasped her glass and drained the rest of the blood. Kaira slightly quirked her eyebrow at Cadence, a way of asking the girl if she planned on drinking any of that. Not that that would be a bad thing. Meth-laced blood sounded irresistibly appetizing to even her, and Kaira would have snacked on the guy herself if she hadn't long ago decided she wouldn't get blood directly from its source. She didn't want to hurt anyone.

@BlackPanther

Hearing out Vlad's terms as far as staying, Aries was grateful that he even agreed to be part of his group. That was the most he could ask for so, he was going to run with it and try to make this work for the sake of his people. "Deal. and I know how you feel about authority. So...I'll let it slide as long as you're not disrespecting me in front of the others." Now that he managed to get Vlad on his side, this was the time that an investigation on the murder of his Uncle and Mother could get underway. Even though this was a potential permanent team up, there was still a possibility that Vlad could leave him anytime if things weren't looking positive. "I'm still glad to have you aboard but right now, I need to handle some business. You can feel free to get your rocks off here if you wanna."

@Kurai Assassin

"Not enemies but mob bosses? If it has nothing to do with the Capers, Banes, and Blackwoods leaders...I have no interest in it. It may be hoax but if it's something that needs to be looked into, we will depending on the credibility. and no, I don't need a smoke and I prefer that you don't smoke in my office as well. You also smell like booze...were you trying to drink yourself to death again?

@Rusalka

Typical scene for a place where drunkards, the unfortunate, scum, dirty sluts, douchebags, shady drug dealers, gang-bangers, lowlifes, any and every disgusting figure the underworld could offer, they were welcomed with open arms in World's End Pub. The atmosphere was a bit hush hush, normally being the case when talking about anything that's illegal and under the table, not wanting loose ears listening unless you want trouble. Trouble though, tended to be the only thing that was welcomed in this place, especially when unwanted company was to show itself. There were a couple tables, occupied with 1-3 people obviously discussing something unlawful. There were two prostitutes standing at the bar, smoking, flirting to get the bartender to hook them up with free drinks. two thugs in the corner fighting over something petty with the sound of the biker club blues emanating from the jukebox out to the rest of the pub.

The smirks, talking, fighting, and the business minding came to a halt the moment the door swung open with two beautiful women walking in. Damn sure not the type you'd see in such a place like this shithole they were visiting. It was as if it that moment the jukebox screeched silent when these two out of place chicken legs were standing at the entrance and making their way in. All eyes were on them. The bartender and the prostitutes couldn't take their eyes off of them as well. Who were they and what did they want? If they were cops, they were not going to have much cooperation from the scum here. The innocent looking teen with the woman was looked upon as if she was a weak calf or sheep that they'd love to attempt pouncing on if the other woman was not with her but then again, they'd try her as too.

A man walked over wearing shade and a biker-like duds sporting slicked-back hair while he had a toothpick in his mouth. He greeted the ladies with a raspy but whisper-esque voice "Chicken legs, chicken legs...whatya billy bout? yall flash? or ya playin da sho-nuff?" he said using his own street lingo. He looked Rebecca up and down "Ya go hard...ya go reeeeaaaal hard...Chet sees ya okie doke, ya billy?" basically saying he likes what he was seeing and wanting to know if they were up for some fun and how much he could have both of them for. The bartender just watched to see what was to happen from this first confrontation.

@Bryn@Allie

Hearing out Cadence, the bartender watched the human male but didn't pay him any mind but from what Cadence said, he simply shook his head "Well either way just be careful out there. I'm guessing that pretty soon we will have a few run-ins with the other families. I know how are so...just don't get careless. if anything I'd say stick with Kaira for a while...she looks like she needs the company." speaking of Kaira, since she answered, he looked back at her. "Like I was just telling Cadence, just be careful. If laying low is best then go ahead and take that course and if needed, maybe you need to stick with Cadence for the time being just in case you two are confronted by the enemy. but ladies if you'd excuse me for one moment, I have another customer. Be right back. Oh and another thing...I think a member of the Banes have been snooping around in here as if I wouldn't notice. If he's not causing trouble...don't worry about it but...I just need you to keep an eye on him." he said, turning and walking away from them to take care of another person.

@King Tai
Vlad's usual flair returns as Aries sits. "You handle your business...IM going to go make sure things are quiet." His way of saying he's going to patrol...he has a bit of insomnia brought from his past..which is actually beneficial to anyone he works with. He stands and pauses at the doorway. "Anything happens....or if you think anything is going to happen...call." He looks back. "I don't care if it turns out to be nothing...its what I'm here for" He then gives a two finger salute and walks out. Not only was he going to patrol but also stop by his house and get some things. Thankfully his house is perfectly placed to be close to each families hideout so he wouldn't have to go far.

One of his stops is the worlds end pub. Ironically putting him right in the hands of those looking for him. Though he wasn't going to announce himself...he never did even though he stops here often for their rum. That and the occasional show he gets when there are bar fights. He stops in the entry way seeing the two women who clearly didn't belong, his steps silent even though his boots are clearly pirate styled...with a very slight heel. A fashion not seen anymore...the craftsmanship showing that in their time they were expensive. He puts a finger to his lips before anyone could call greeting. He leans in the doorway...watching to see how the conflict in front of him would play out.
@Rusalka

@King Tai@BlackPanther

You couldn't have picked a better place to begin a search for a degenerate lowlife, even one of the supernatural kind.

One step into the bar and they were the star attraction, her and Camille, every eye leering upon them, from the hustlers and gamblers crowding around the shabby poker tables and pool halls to the burly, brutish bikers, street rats, and hoodlums giving them rather licentious grins full of black, rotten teeth. Hell, even the whores were giving Camille and Rebecca quite the lurid stares, reminded the woman of the times she used to frequent the brothels in Germany. And I wonder why that idiot Stone sends us on missions such as these. She pondered. Such a place, filthy, rowdy, definitely where one such as Vlad, given his description, would spend his evenings, up to no good of course. And definitely after this Rebecca would need a nice hot bath...and perhaps a relaxing massage from her beloved clinging to her side at the moment.

Then up this one fellow came to her, a rather stout man, full beard and hair oiled and greasy, as much as the rancid smile he presented the two females. As if instinct, Camille cowered behind Rebecca upon sight of him, Rebecca answering his displeasing presence with a mere crinkle of her nose and a scowl. Men, they were always after one thing and one thing alone, the same with that wretched creature who not only defiled the woman by turning her into a vampire, but going as far as to even defile everything about her. Oh yes, those scars did remain, deep and calloused, and damned be the vampire if she was going to let another bastard get his grubby paws around her. First off, she couldn't understand a single word he was saying to her in his drunken stupor, as evidently he reeked of alcohol and sleazy women. Twas as if the neanderthal was babbling some incoherent tongue of the ancients, and truth be told, Rebecca knew her dead languages. But even she couldn't discern what this idiot was rambling on about, which only caused her scowl to harden towards him.

Again, it was a good thing she was a bit older and more refined now, as a younger, feistier Rebecca would have certainly grasped his wagging tongue, riddled with lecherous filth, and ripped it from his mouth in front of all to see the gory spectacle. Yet, such violent intentions, even justified under these harsh pretenses, she had to subdue for the moment. To make a scene wouldn't just be the death of her, though she and her beloved could handle a couple of vicious mortal thugs, but more or less compromise the mission, revealing herself as Nosferatu, and an agent of the UHC. Which reminded her...this was the place Katya said someone was seeking out UHC. Once that thought hit her mind, it went into vigilant mode instantly. ~"Hmph. You couldn't handle this even if you wanted to, big boy."~ Her tone was rather seductive, and yet intentionally condescending, a snub she gave with an insolent smirk, basically her subtle way of telling this mindless, drooling dipshit to piss off.

The girl followed behind her as she sauntered up to the bar, her hips, the curves and definition of a Hellenistic goddess, swaying ever so temptingly. She hated men, but did she love to tease them.

~"A vodka and tonic on the rocks."~ She whispered to the bartender, an even shadier fellow was he than the rest of his natural patrons. As he prepared her poison of choice, the woman leaned against the bar, one hand resting on her cheek, her face a languid expression of boredom, however, her eyes were ever watchful, making certain no one in this place dared to pull something crass on her and her sweet. Speaking of which, the girl sat beside her, shivering a tad. It was a bit drafty, yes, but it wasn't really the cold air getting to Camille....

...It was the man standing behind her and Rebecca.

@King Tai

Katya groaned as she put out the cigarette on the chair arm. "You should know me by now Stone." she sighed and walked over to the window lifting the blinds so she could peer out onto the streets below. "You know what I went through before you recruited me. You know the shit ive seen. This is the only way for me to try to forget what happened" she looked back out of the window again. A black van had pulled up out side. "Was Rebecca and her friend tailed here when they arrived?"

@Rusalka
Vlad chuckles and walks around the guy. Pausing to clasp his shoulder. "You're an idiot mate" he pats the guys shoulder and walks to the bar...still silent in shoes that shouldn't be. He walks up next to the two women his Russian accent coming through. "One bottle of rum...as usual" once given the rum he places money on the counter and turns looking at the women. "So what brings you two to the worlds end?" He takes a swig of the rum suspecting that they were sent...most likely for him. However, he is going to have some fun and pretend to be relatively stupid. His eyes focusing on the leader of the two. Though only one eye is visible with his hair styled with it to be long on one side and basically buzzed to about 3 inches on the right and back covering the other eye. The white streak contrasting the deep raven black of the rest of his hair. The silver hoop glints in the light.

The bar remains silent. Watching the interaction between the women and Vlad. But Vlad seems to ignore it completly...as if it isn't relevent...which for him the others simply aren't.

@Allie@King Tai

Cadence listened and watched as the bartender suggested she and Kaira stick together, and then left to tend to another patron. It wasn't as if Cadence kept better company than the girl so she shrugged, glancing at her with a conspiratorial grin. "Just us two." There was a grunt of annoyance behind her and Cadence rolled her eyes as she turned to address the man who was still clinging to her hips. Her lips moved as she whispered to the man. He looked completely pissed for a moment, then resigned as she handed him a napkin with a scrawled number on it. With a teasing bit of her lip, she shooed him away.

"The walls are bleeding, hun." She mused, running her tongue across her fangs. Though she had no intent in involving herself in the upcoming fray, she was curious about the bloodshed it would cause. She had only tasted the blood of her kin, humans and the occasional stray dog-but that was only once and she had been starving.

"So, any fun plans?" She asked, quirking her brow. "We could get fucked up with...that...umm..Dave...Daniel...Donald! Donald. Pretty sure meth head's name was Donald."

@BlackPanther

Mmm...so this is Vladimir. She thought taking a sip of her drink, upon hearing a man's voice, the dialect akin to one of the Eastern Bloc nations, or more to the point a native of Mother Russia herself. She knew it was him, the hybrid blood such a delectable scent for her to inhale, carving quite the devious little smirk across her luscious ruby lips. This was her target for the night. A sly batting of her eyelashes, she turned to him, her ice blue eyes gleaming, even through the dimness and thick smoke of the barroom. ~"What? A woman can't enjoy a little drink now and again?"~ Her words purred in such a sultry mannerism, as much as the persona she reflected and quite the body to match. A soft giggle she gave, slipping her arm around the blue haired newblood next to her, a few fingers casually caressing Camille's cheek already blushing a shade of rose. ~"Camille and I were just looking for some fun to be had this evening, but as far as I can tell, this place is a disappointment. It's such a bore."~ For a moment or so she feigned a small frown, just selling the act, then leaned in, another smouldering, seductive smirk as she whispered in his ear, ~"Know of a place we can have a good time, darling?"~. And if Vladdy-boy wasn't buying into it, Camille certainly was. Her blush, twas more inner anger than embarrassment, though part of her knew her Mistress was just baiting the hook to drag this hybrid in.

Still.... GRRRRRR!!!! If that sleazebag lays one hand on MY Mistress...ooooh...I'm gonna rip his dick off and shove it up his ass! Typical of her to be so jealous, giving quite the scowl to this Vlad fellow.

@Rusalka
Vladimir chuckles, a sound that is almost alluring in itself. "Of course a woman can...but this place simply doesn't suite two ladies like yourselves" He lightly looks between the two already making the connection that the two are lovers...its quite clear by the glares he is receiving from the blue haired one. "Of course I know a place" He tilts his head slightly exposing his neck more...knowing that his blood smells great...but in reality if he were to get bitten the biter would get a mouthful of old blood...blood that comes out as black as his hair and tastes worse. "I would be a terrible man if I didn't take you ladies to somewhere more suitable" He lightly pushes off the bar swigging his rum then pushing the rest toward the bartender. "Distribute that would you?" The bartender nods and Vlad turns back to the two women. "Come with me if you would" His voice comes out as a purr...if he is going to play stupid...he's going to do it with his own artistic flair. He then turns and saunters his way out, leaving the women to follow him. He doesn't even seem drunk. The patrons watch him leave then all eyes return to the two women, watching them. The silence almost deafening.

Once outside he leans against the alleyway wall. His expression blank. He expects an attack...if not an attack a trap. However, if they wanted to continue their little game he can do the exact same until they get bored or frustrated enough to do something. He has been played enough times to know when its happening and these two seemed...not amateur like..but definitely not used to him. That in and of itself tells him they aren't a part of the vampire family. Leaving him with no answers as to where they could have come from. He crosses his arms as he waits.

@BlackPanther@Rusalka

With all eyes on them wonder if these newcomers were really going to be the trouble that they really didn't want in this bar, ready to pounce just to show what these girls were up against, the spectators around the bar stayed silent, watching this little scene. The sleaze who was talking to them, went by the name Chet. Just some low-class, alley hopping jerk-off who have more than once robbed or raped innocent bystanders who too the wrong turn. Smirking at Rebecca's retort, it was as if he enjoyed a woman who would play hard to get. It's like a hunting game to catch the prized creature and break them down. Staring at the two, another individual entered into the bar, not that Chet noticed since he's preoccupied with getting a little tail.

The Bartender recognized the familiar face that came through but kept quiet. Even though the bartender let people do as they please in the pub, he knew the line of work Vlad was in. Not someone to fuck with but in his gut, something quite interesting was going to happen tonight and it definitely had something to do with the new ladies who are more than likely here to get info about someone or the activities here in the slum village.

Back at the scene with Chet and the two luscious foxes, the asshole continued on Nah nah chicken legs, I shiv. I shiv real hard. you two are nasty...I can billy. come on....let's slice and dice. hehe! trying to convince her to let him have some fun with her or otherwise, he'd just take it. When she walked pass him, he pulled out his switchblade and smirked ready to get the party started and like usual, if she was to fight and be a bit much for him, Chet expected the rest of the bar to help him to the ladies down. But...before he could start his attempted rape, Vlad came up behind him to stop him after clasping his shoulder and calling him an idiot, which then, from turning, Chet noticed who it was and backed off knowing this was now out of his hands and let Vlad go about his business while standing there looking stupid at all three who just entered in Tch....Chet gotta find new dices to roll. he said turning to leave.

Once Rebecca came up to the bar, The Bartender stayed silent when the beaut asked fro Vodka and tonic, pulling out at least a hald decent glass, placing ice cubes in and pouring the selected beverage as Vlad came up and ordered his usual bottole of rum, pulling the bottle out and placing it in front of the Hybrid regular. switching his eyes back and forth, The bartender simply stayed quiet for the time being while Vlad and Rebecca started a conversation. Pulling back, he joined back with the two prostitutes, listening in.

the bar was silent during the interaction waiting to see if any actions were to take place and if the bartender needed, he'd let the rest know to riddle the place with bullets like they've done before when someone they didn't want there made the wrong move. After the three stepped out. The bar went back to it's usual festivities now that the tension was now away from them.

@Kurai Assassin

With a sigh, Stone watched her and yes he knew full well what she went through but time and time again he's tried giving her help to overcome her demons. I mean, he didn't want another decorated agent getting killed because they've become swallowed by the inner demons and end up killed from a clouded mind. "Yes I know but I've offered counseling for you. You never went to the therapist that I've assigned you to. I'm trying to keep you from getting yourself killed." after she looked out the window and asked about Rebecca, Stone raised an eyebrow "Now...they weren't tailed. this is a secure place, no one would be able to just show up here or spy on us without us knowing." he said. Stone pressed on a button on his desk that caused his wall to slide open, revealing a wall of monitors which gave him visual or everything outside his office...well...mostly main areas including outside. He saw the black van pull up and gave a smirk "No worries about that, I was expecting the van to show up here. It holds inside something we've been working on for months. but...right now...that's not important. I have another assignment for you and I'm wondering if you'll be in the right condition to handle it. I also have someone else I have to contact today. @DiZL ReloadeD I'm actually waiting on him to call me back."

@Bryn

Deep in the club, sitting at a lone table in the corner, quietly sitting by himself, there was a young man who, wearing a hoodie, watched the scenery and peered over to the bar where the two young vampire girls were talking. He had a gun sitting in the pockets of his hoodie waiting for the right time and was looking through his phone to make sure his back up was going to show like they said. This young fella was of coarse the wolf that was found out by the bartender. He seemed to be quiet and not hostile but being that he was more than likely from the Banes, he still could not be trusted. His leg was jittery, seeming nervous that this could mean life or death for him if the wrong move is made.

Jun opened a window and went into the tea kitchen to get himself a coffee. He added some milk sugar and headed back to his place while he stired his coffee. After taking a sip he noticed that he had a missed call on his phone. Hm a missed call? I wonder who'd call me in the office this late?... He put his coffee mug on his desk, grabbed his phone and called back. "Hello? This is Inspector Nakamura speaking, you've called?" @King Tai

@BlackPanther

A trap?

Well, it seemed that way to Rebecca as she and Camille followed the hybrid out into the cold of the night, a night that was only just beginning for the city that never sleeps, and for its many sordid inhabitants, both humans and supernaturals alike. A sigh of relief passed her lips contorting downward into a brief scowl, glad to be out of that rotten, disgusting hellhole of a place. Surrounded by so many lecherous individuals, and yet...here she was trying to lure one into her web, the black widow she was when it came to leading licentious men as he to their imminent deaths. But this one, she had no intentions of killing Vladimir...well... at least not yet.

An alleyway, derelict and dingy. This was his idea of a classy getaway? Please, he couldn't be any more obvious he was leading two lovely vampires into his own twisted trap. The irony that both were planning their moves one step of the way, as though two combatants merely moving their pawns, knights, bishops, and rooks across the chessboard, anticipating their opponents moves with the utmost suspicion as they glared across the board to one another...just waiting for the other...to slip.

~"Well,"~ She sassed, a hand placed on her hip as her eyes skimmed about the brick and mortar flanking her on both sides. ~"I'd hardly call this place classy, but you led us here. So...what did you have in mind?"~ An alluring grin as she licked her lips, yet on the inside tension, such irritable tension as she awaited his attack...or whatever else the filthy-blood had up his sleeve for her and her darling. She wondered if this man had ever heard of the Battle of Thermopylae, for the very tactic she felt was being used on her. No escape, except to turn back. Easily she could be boxed in...and that would be the end of her.

@Rusalka
Vladimir smiles...well his lips twitch in what could pass for a smile. He pushes off the wall and walks up to her. "No this isn't classy..but it is a good place to talk" His head tilts as he walks around the two women. "Since Im sure thats what you want more then going someplace classy" He stops in front of them and crosses his arms. "So...what were you sent to find out" It would seem he's the one breaking first, his curiosity overcoming him. He tilts his head a bit studying them. "Then again if you want to continue our little game...I can take you somewhere" In the metaphorical game of chess...he just put his most important piece right in the center of the board.

He just gave the women two choices. To go ahead and talk to him...or to keep playing the game of trying to bait him. The third would be to try to kill him...but that would be less favorable to them. With how the two looked he figures they will either talk to him or attempt to kill him. The latter of which would be quite interesting but ever so time wasting. Hi expression is of someone who knows they hold all the cards and know how to play them. A person who knows they are being played, but knows how to work it in their favor. Sometimes it paid to have the background he has.

@Bryn@King Tai

Kaira could see the reasoning behind staying with Cadence. It would definitely be safer that way. As afraid as she was of growing attached, she had to admit to herself that being alone when there was so much going on in and between the clans was something she did not want. She couldn't fight the blush that spread across her face when Cadence mentioned the meth head, as she was rather inexperienced to probably anything that the girl had in mind. "How fucked up are we talking?"

Kaira thought she felt eyes on her and her stomach dropped. She wanted to pinpoint where it was coming from, but she didn't want to risk looking around and being caught, so she didn't try. She wondered if Cadence felt it too.