[@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 [color=007236]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![/color] 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 [color=007236]Tch....Chet gotta find new dices to roll.[/color] 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.