@BlackPanther

If Rebecca wasn't sweating profusely on the inside just yet, then certainly now she was perspiring waterfalls. Yet the same seductive and confident composure she kept up on the outside, making damn certain he couldn't see any flaw in such a carefully set demeanor. Damned she be however, for indeed, he did see through her. Dammit all! He knows we're onto him. He knew all along. Rebecca cursed within her mind, a slight shiver creeping up her spine as Vladimir, like the predator he was, circled her and Camille, equally hesitant at her side, her tiny fangs chattering a bit.

A game, that is what this was to the both of them, and in trying to outwit her foe, she had grown too cocky, too arrogant, and thus, she was leaving her king exposed to outright attack. But even so, Vladimir, in this proverbial competition of wits and tactics, he too was seeming to make grievous errors that would cost him. Rebecca was hesitant to exploit them unfortunately, for if she figured the man was this clever, then it could as well have been a false flag to get her to react without thought.

She needed something good, something to let down his guard, to truly expose himself to a direct onslaught by the woman, but what?

For the time being, she stood there without a word, her expression somewhat hard to discern when really it was just a quizzical stare aimed at the hybrid Vlad. Then, an idea, with quite the look she was giving him, one of unmistakable, predatory...lust. Camille my love, please don't hate me too much for this. I promise I will reward you later if you're a good little girl. Frankly she was going to hate herself for it.

She sauntered over to him, a rather sultry giggle as she began to encircle him, much in the same fashion of his from before, but with the add of her frail finger tracing across the contour of his muscular chest. ~"A little chat, hmm? Are you sure that is all you want, you silly boy?"~ Her whisper, warm with a licentious heat as she resumed slipping over to his other side, this time the tip of her fingernail gently stroking his backside. ~"Because, if you ask me..."~ Then, she was right in front of him, grasping him by his hips firmly and pulling him closer to her, a decadent, teasing smirk as she was now eye to eye with the beast, slipping her tender touch from drawing a line across his cheek to gracing his lips. ~"I think you had other reasons for tempting a couple of lovely goddesses to follow you."~ And to top this off, a daring move. Her hand slipped from his face now, stroking his perfectly sculpted pectorals, his Adonis figure as slyly she clasped his hand in hers, pressing it to her with a light shiver, with his hand, firm and muscular, just like the rest of him, cupping her bosom, leaning in ever closer to whisper in a heated breath, ~"Didn't you, darling?"~ A playful nip of his ear to encourage him.

Of course Camille had seen the entire spectacle from afar, and to say she wasn't too happy with it...would indeed be an understatement. Her adorable round face....as far as Rebecca could tell from a short glance, it was about as red as a stop sign. I know Mistress is planning something, but I really....REALLY wanna stab that pervert!

@King Tai@Allie

Cadence grinned as Kaira questioned what nefarious deeds Cadence had planned. She pushed and turned so her back was on the bar and she was facing the dancing crowd. Her head cocked to the side and her eyes glazed over. She heard the crazy laughter and flirtatious giggles. Normal. She blinked and with a quick scan she took in the crowd. Those who were not dancing were drinking and vice versa. She started to sing softly to herself as her scan drifted over the outlier. This club was her world. All Caper's clubs were her world. She had died and been reborn in the filth of the drugged and the escapists. It was always easy to spot those who did not belong.

"One of these things is not like the other. One of these things just doesn't belong." She smiled and waved to a girl dancing and waving a bottle in the air. The girl waved back Cadence smiled to her. She was normal. She was greeting a friend. She did not hear sirens. The walls were not bleeding. Not yet.

"C'mon." Cadence smiled as though nothing was wrong. She reached out and grabbed Kaira's hand. "Wanna dance? Find a couple studs? Trash a hotel? I mean honestly, when was the last time you did something with your eternity?" Cadence's expression was dopey and careless and she nudged her shoulder on Kaira's, all the while her back burned with the stranger behind her.

@Rusalka
Vladimir watches Rebecca's face satisfied that he has her pinned with little to no options. That is until her look changes. He watches her as she circles him feeling his brain go primal....being completly caught off guard. Being this off guard means she's able to easily move him close to her. His eyes locking onto hers. Slightly closing his eyes when she touches his face remaining silent to each question. She moves his hand to her chest causing his eyes to widen. His pupils dilated.....that is....until he spots the blue haired girl. Her face redder then a ripe tomatoe.

That snaps his brain out of it. He moves his hands to her waist and flips her around so she is facing the girl. He then leans down his voice thick with his accent and husky. "You caught me off guard....but you are making your lover jealous" he lightly kisses her neck his fangs trailing her skin before straightening. He then let's go of her waist his eyes now focused on Camille. This leaves him open to an attack. But he doesn't seem too concerned about that idea. Rather expecting a knife to be thrown at him..

@BlackPanther

How perfect...

Just by his subtle actions alone, she could tell he was eating this up, the fool submitting to her dastardly charms she worked with such vaudevillian flair. His touches, the way his eyes closed ever blissful as her hand caressed his chiseled expression, the excitement in his face as his hand felt of her breast, so perfect. Now all she had to do was seal the deal and this hybrid was hers.

Well...it would have gone that way, only for one rather...overlooked issue standing behind her, fuming with jealous rage.

Camille, her sweetheart, she couldn't blame the girl for wanting to be so...possessive of her, but right now, it wasn't benefiting the plan in any way, and Rebecca had to learn that grievous error unfortunately. His hands, tight and firm they grasped her curvy hips, whirling her around with masculine force to behold the blue haired teen, already looking like she was ready to pounce on Vladimir...and not for the reasons her Mistress was simply implying. Of course she wasn't an idiot, and she certainly as hell wasn't a fucking whore! So in truth, while she seemed to be enjoying this charming brute getting rough with her, she was reeling with disgust on the inside, repulsed at a man of all things....touching her. Then...that whisper, oh so condescending it was to the woman's ears...and indeed lecherous, even so without the repugnant grace of his dry, cracked lips, his searing hot breath and his fangs against the nape of her neck. She had to bite her lip hard just to stifle a moan, not of pleasure mind you.

Damn, he was onto them again, as if he wasn't in the first place when she was pulling her little act, but Rebecca, she still knew how to salvage this one before it crashed into flames, and also how to keep her beloved's jealousy in check.

~"Oh...how rude of me."~ She giggled softly turning to face him, a sly slip of her tongue teasingly across his rough cheek. May fires from the heavens above consume her whole if she had to do that again. She then looked at Camille, the girl seeming to loosen up a bit as the eyes of her Mistress meet hers in a longing stare, her tense muscles giving and her face, once hardened and red with vehement fury....now a soft, languid gaze towards the vampire beauty. Rebecca summoned her to come closer, a tempting wag of her slender index finger, the girl obliging with a lurid smile. ~"I shouldn't exclude my sweet little Camille from all the fun we're going to have, shouldn't I?"~ She said to Vlad, now working her charms on the youngling in her clutches, a relief after having that barbarian groping her. Her hand cupped the girl's petite chin, lifting her face to meet the woman's, Camille's pale lips salivating for what was to happen next. Then, the kiss, so sweet and sensual, Camille practically swooning with excitement; the rush of endorphin overtaking her petite, young body and causing her to lean in closer to the woman locking lips with her. Their lips parted, Rebecca tenderly petting the teen with a deep, satisfied smile crossing her lips. Then, she motioned her towards Vlad, her smirk ever widening, Camille's that was. Twas as if she knew what to do, slowly, like a lioness circling her prey, moving to the man's other side and slipping behind him.

~"Now then...where were we?"~ Rebecca resumed facing Vlad, grabbing him once more by his hips and forcing herself into him, only this time it was her lips attacking his neck in an array of kisses and playful nibbles with the mere tips of her fangs, Camille following suit from behind as her frail arms wrapped around his waist. They had him.

Now....the real fun could begin.

Camille...now!

In one sudden motion the girl released her grip from the bastard, seizing him by his two toned mane. There was a click of metal, a flash of silver as she pulled something solid, pressing it to his temple, a slightly modified .45 caliber pistol, hissing through her fangs clenched in paroxysm, "Playtime's over, fuckface!"

~"Mind the language, sweetie. No need to be rude to our humble acquaintance. Good work on subduing him however. I'll be sure to give you a special reward later tonight."~ Rebecca said with a snicker, her own gun as well drawn on Vladimir. ~"As for you, Vladdy-boy, sorry if we ruined the evening for you, but you're the last man I would ever allow to violate me, if any were honestly."~ A bitter remark as she clicked off the safety with her thumb, fingers wrapped around the deadly weapon. ~"And if you're going to ask, no, we're not part of that bloody Caper coven. Who we work for is none of your concern, at least not yet, but he has taken interest in the recent feuds between your family and the other ruling clans and has ordered us to make contact with you. So, if you do not wish to meet your untimely fate at the end of my gun barrel, then I suppose you better start speaking. Might want to hurry though darling. Cammie tends to be a little trigger happy when we're out on missions."~

@Allie@Bryn

(I've edited my first CS post and added two members of the Banes but will finish it soon.)

Time was running out. If things were not going to happen as planned soon, the young one risked getting found out by the entire club, leaving him alone to fend for himself. For most of the time, no one paid him any mind, quietly watching the two girls at the bar. Cute they were, one seemingly closed in her shell while the other, a little wild. But his purpose was not that of picking up these chicks, it was to find out who the fuckers were that killed his family's elder. Wanting to take justice in his own hands to kill as many Capers as he can or take one of them hostage so to get answers of who was responsible for the potential chaos.

With the buzzing of his phone, the boy looked down realizing his brother Elias text messaging him:

Elias: "Elliot, where the hell are you? I thought I told you to stay home. You better not be out causing problems."

The boy, even though he read it, simply placed the phone back in his pocket and seeing that his help have not arrived yet, stood so to walk around for a bit. Maybe he was going to have to do this on his own...he was going to need a hostage...but who? Elliot started to slowly pace on the outside of the dance floor to scan through the room to find his prey. If tonight was the night he'd die, he was taking some to hell with him.

@DiZL ReloadeD

While Stone was speaking to Katya, one of his phones buzzed, taking a look at it to see who it was. With a raise of the eyebrow, he lifted his hand and put up one finger to signify that he needed a moment to talk on the phone. "Well well Inspector, I was believing you were starting to dodge me by not answering. listen...I'll be brief, I'm speaking with someone else at the moment but, I need you to meet up with me later this evening. I have something I want to discuss."

@Rusalka
Vladimir watches the two women. Crossing his arms clearly not letting himself fall for it a second time. Though he doesnt stop them for going all over him. He briefly thinks of how he will handle this...after all he hates fighting women...not that they can't fight its just he wants to protect them not hurt them. Probably due to back when he....best not to go there. Unfortunately he allowed himself to get distracted enough to be grabbed. A growl escapes him before his eyes lock on the blue haired girl's. The metal cool against his head telling him that the metal he is weak against isn't there.

Luckily his lean archer form of a body is bendy or being bent backwards this much would be extremely uncomfortable. "Getting rough are we ladies?" He sighs before his hand shoots out and grabs the hand in his hair. He squeezes until he feels the bones in her wrist start to move..not enough to break her wrist but enough to bruise it then lets go and stands once her grip is off of him. "Obviously you're not a caper...i know all of them" He then crosses his arms once more and stands there like a man who doesnt have two guns pointed at him.

"As for talking about the three families...simple answer...no" He shrugs. "Customer confidentiality" He chuckles. "And i don't belong to one specific family." Well..he does now but admitting that could put Aries and his family into trouble...so he will never admit that. "Now you made contact...so scurry along now" He makes a shooing motion with his hands. "Go back to whatever hidey hole you came from" He had a suspicion as to where they came from...and was already memorizing their scents. Most likely he would follow them later. Follow them and say hi. As he moves the silver hoop glints in the dim lighting, a hoop signifying his lack of weakness to silver...and something personal to him that he never talks about...or tells a different story each time.

@Bryn@King Tai

Kaira flinched when she grabbed her hand. She braced for a hit, but when it didn't come, she relaxed some and gazed down at her hand in Cadence's. She had a perplexed look on her face. No one had ever grabbed her hand like this before, or even touched her in an affectionate way for that matter; unless you counted the times her parents did when they yanked her over to them and abused her. "Um..." Kaira's brain lapsed as she tried to answer, as she was honestly still trying to process that she wasn't being hit right now. "I haven't done anything, really. Whatever you'd like to do is fine," she said softly.

Kaira still couldn't shake the feeling of eyes on her. She anxiously squeezed Cadence's hand a bit and allowed herself to look around this time, feeling too vulnerable to ignore it any longer. She scanned the room until her eyes finally settled on the slowly moving figure who was pacing around the outside of the dance floor.

@BlackPanther

Well they almost had him, the slippery devil he was. One quick grasp of the youngling's hand and she yelped drawing her hand away from her death grip on his greasy hair, Rebecca scowling at the beast while keeping him trained in her sights. His retort, pretentious at most, the woman, still in disbelief that she had to crawl all over the bastard just to get his guard down once, seething on the inside with the utmost displeasure to his snide remarks, even the rude gesture he issued to shoo them away like bothersome mosquitoes.

~"If you think we're just going to scurry away because you defeated us, then you're an even bigger fool than I had you pegged for."~ Her snarky comment delivered with the telltale click of the gun's hammer being thumbed back. ~"My beloved and I are not leaving until you've given us everything. Who were the major players of the three families, what sordid affairs did they have their filthy hands in, and just who the bloody hell was targeting all three?"~ Then, something caught her eye, a brief glint of light, garnering her attention to...something in his ear. Dammit. There it was, proof that even if the did pump him full of bullets...he would just brush it off as a mere scratch from two incensed vampires. Rebecca smirked, lowering her weapon and snickering to herself, more or less mortified by not realizing it before. "Mistress?" Camille's brow furrowed, once more her .45 aimed dead center on the back of his head. "What the hell are you doing?"

~"Ah, so it would appear."~ She mused shaking her head, still that confident grin she wore even after learning of her tactless error. ~"You're immune to silver, huh Vladdy-boy? Quite a rarity, but it also means even if we did intend to kill you...there simply would be no reason for us to gun you down. I'm afraid we're carrying the wrong equipment to get rid of you. So, you've won this one, you smarmy prick."~ Back into her holster her gun went, a mental slap of her hand to her face, Good show Rebecca, good show. Not only did you debase yourself for this bastard...you can't even kill him. Even so, I'll find this one's Achilles' Heel...and have him groveling before my feet

~"Camille sweetie."~ She sighed, calling to the girl. ~"Lower your gun from him. All those bullets will do is just ruin his nice clothes. And we wouldn't want that, now would we Vlad?"~ That last snarky bit added with a heated glare towards him, a look that indeed said without a single word...she would kill him one day.

@King Tai@Allie

Cadence eased Kaira from her chair, holding both her hands now. She walked backwards as she led the girl. This girl, if nothing else, look shell shocked and afraid. Could she even hold her own in a fight? Cadence's teal and gold eyes locked on Kaira's and she smiled as though she didn't have a care in the world but her grip was firm and unyielding. Her lack of understanding one's personal space lead her to push hair from Kaira's ear and she whispered.

"I want you to live." as she backed up further she hit the wall and yanked Kaira closer. "But I need this place. Pull the fire alarm." She commanded. Just to the side of Cadence's head was the club fire alarm and while she waited for her instructions to be heeded, she glanced at the Bane member.

@Rusalka
Vladimir watches rebecca remain confident even though she finally realized she can't hurt him. Points for that. "Immunity to silver...a rarity indeed....now a days anyway" Small wink with that before remaining exactly where he is. Arms crossed seeming very laid back. Even though he can tell by that look that these women want to rip him to shreds. "smarmy prick...thats a new one" He chuckles and shakes his head. "Till we meet again Dyvols" He does a two finger salute. Then grins and turns showing that he has absolutely zero fear of these two and starts walking away. He calls back over his shoulder. "Next time though I hope to be armed" Probably also in his pirate attire. Attire that he feels most comfortable with oddly enough.

As he walks he heads toward his home, knowing full well those two will likely follow him. So of course he isn't going to take the straight route to it. Rather, he will take the longer more dreary way to it. Making sure it is long and boring, whistling the entire time. His plans include a shower, a syringe, and then attempting to sleep ben though he knows that probably won't happen and is more likely that sleep will be traded out with more patrolling. Then again those plans could be snuffed out at any point by those two women...which certainly makes things far more interesting indeed.

((Dyvol=little devil))

@BlackPanther @King Tai

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Rebecca kept her cheeky grin aimed to him, even as he turned his back to leave without a single qualm towards any of the two women holding ill malice towards Vladimir. Oh and his little dyvol remark, that just served well to chide the woman's backside, already feeling like her feisty, younger self. A sigh of mixed relief and disappointment she exhaled however quickly, once the bastard vanished behind the brick and mortar and she didn't have to see his smug face...for now.

~"That...that....ugh!"~ Ever flustered, her own cheeks mimicking the rosy shade of her adorable thrall's, she balled her fists at her sides, quivering with such anger towards the hybrid, mostly at how the cunt had them at every turn. ~"Dammit....I need another drink..."~ Weakly she muttered, draping an arm around the young girl and leaning close to her. Another drink, and possibly a shower after having that lecherous fool touch her so many times. And she wondered why she was more fond of women. Camille, though she too wasn't happy with how it all turned out, smiled warmly to cheer up her downtrodden Mistress, slipping her own arm around the woman's waist and following beside her. ~"Let's go home, sweetheart. Your Mistress needs the rest of the night off."~ Rebecca, always the one to lighten the mood, even when she was at her lowest.

Camille giggled at her side for a moment, then pausing as she thought of something, "But Mistress, what do we do now? WE didn't get anything out of that guy, other than he's a total douchebag." A smarmy bastard he was no doubt, Vladimir. Even the name now made Rebecca cringe with disgust, that and the putrid taste of his skin still lingering so upon her lips. Make that a hot shower, a drink, and then dousing her entire mouth in bleach. Then again...there was also the matter of dealing with...yet another despicable bastard. ~"As much as I hate to admit it, my dear."~ She said with yet another begrudging sigh, already clenching her fangs towards what she had to say next. ~"We'll just have to chalk this one up as our loss and report to Stone the mission was a failure. Hopefully he'll be lenient enough to give you and me a quick stake to the heart instead of a torturous, slow demise by sunlight."~

Audibly Camille gulped, her young muscles shivering slightly at the mention. "Do..do you think he'll really kill us?" She asked with much concern. Rebecca, though she could have been stating fact for all she knew of the prick, shook her head, a gentle smile to her beloved. ~"Of course not, darling."~ Reassuringly she cooed, her hand affectionately stroking the youngling's shimmering blue locks. ~"Stone would be a fool to dispose of you and I. We're his weapon of choice in this war he wages, his sharpest sword. To be rid of us may relieve him of a bit of stress, caused by yours truly, but even he knows he needs us more than anything."~ She paused, her smile all the more doting and loving as she looked Camille in her eyes, such beautiful eyes sparkling like precious emeralds amidst the light of the pale moon cascading down upon them. ~"Besides..."~ Rebecca whispered, tenderly petting her precocious little thrall while holding her in a warm embrace. ~"I'd wrap my hands around his throat before he ever laid a finger on you, my love."~

"Mistress..."

Camille smiled, beaming from ear to ear as she wrapped her arms around the lovely woman, holding her close and never wishing to let go. A small tear, one of joy, fell across her cheek. "You're the only one who's ever cared for me, Rebecca. That's why I love you so much."

Softly Rebecca rose a hand to catch the tear and whisk it a way with an endearing smile to the girl. She leaned forward and upon Camille's quivering lips she planted hers, warm and sweet, leaving a tender kiss. ~"Come, my sweet."~ She breathed slipping her fingers through Camille's blue hair. ~"We've done all we could here. At least we gained something out of this, though, not what I was expecting."~ Wrapping her arm around her servant, she began to lead them back to her car.

Yes, she should have tailed that creature Vlad, and Stone would probably reprimand her grievously for not doing so, but for now...Rebecca just wanted to crawl back into her bed...and enjoy the company of her darling servant Camille.

@Allie@Bryn

"Ok...I think I know who I will go after.......the shy looking bitch. She looks the easiest...I'll show Bro that I can be as useful as any great Bane." he said to himself. Continuously walking, he took his eyes off her for a moment and scanned the area a bit more before looking back at the shy girl and her friend.

Things could work in his favor despite being in enemy territory...but...the girl..the loose one...she looked as if she was going to be the problem and basically cock block him from her shy friend. If the situation was not tense enough, the girls headed to the wall as the one pulled the other closer. What the hell were they up to? Elliot stopped when they both spotted him while his hands were in his hoodie pockets with one hand holding on to the gun he had and simply watched them, wondering what they were about to do. His head slightly tilted with a curious but cautious expression.

Still...backup have not arrived.

@Bryn@King Tai

Kaira's eyes widened as Cadence yanked her onto the dance floor and then up against a wall. "Wha-" She stopped talking when Cadence began to whisper into her ear and pulled her closer. Her eyes steeled and she looked at her. I understand. Kaira reached up and firmly pulled the fire alarm.

The alarms killed the strobe lights and the room was plunged into darkness before the emergency lights lit up. The over head sprinklers rained down on the patrons. Girls screamed and boys cursed. Everyone scrambled and slipped over each other. Grabbing Kaira's hand, she pulled her out the side door and into an alley. The club was already beginning to empty as both customers and workers ran out the building. Cadence checked over her shoulder for the Bane member.

@King Tai
Jun listened carefully to what the man on the other end was telling him "...So I guess you are this Mr. Stone I was told about? I understand, I'll be there in about an hour. Till later then." Then he hung up. Jun sighed as he looked at his workplace which was still a mess "Cleaning up the mess will have to wait I guess". After closing the window he previously opened he put on his coat and closed the door to his office behind him. With his coffee mug in his right and his keys in his left hand he locked the door and proceeded down the hallway to the elevators. As he entered the elevator he pressed on the button of the garage level where he parked his car. While he waited he took a sip from his coffee and noticed something "I forgot to add some milk.. black coffee it is then." The elevator came to a halt and the doors opened. Jun headed straight to his car, unlocked it and got in, taking another sip from his coffee. His car roared as he rotated his keys and started the engine. Jun backed out of his parking space and drove out of the garage after opening the gate by holding his ID card at the scanner.

His coffee mug was empty as Jun arrived. He parked his car, got out and locked it. Jun looked at the building So this is the place? then he took look at his watch. 15 minutes too early.. I guess I could have a smoke before I enter.

Vladimir reaches his home and gets inside. The door is a heavy duty one with silver in it...the doorknob also silver. The windows have reinforced glass with the frames having silver lacing through them. In face his entire house has traces of silver through it. After all this is his sanctuary...his safe place. And no one comes into his safe place.

He goes and takes a shower. The warm water hitting his skin relaxing him. His hair washed along with the rest of him. After awhile he gets out and dies himself off. His hair becoming more soft. For a minute he stares in the mirror and traces non existent scars. His body should be riddled with them. Once finished with that he pulls on his clothes and then 'shoots up' preventing himself from ever going near anything living.

He then goes to his closet where there is a small trap door. Opening it he climbs down a ladder, pulling down the door after him. He reaches a massive room the same size as the house filled with gold and gems. All of it from different locations in different eras that he and his crew had stolen throughout their run. This isn't his only house either...each one with a trap door that only he can get into. He walks past all of it to a small fingerprint safe. He opens it and inside is a small wooden box. Inside an old portrait of a woman. Small enough to fit into his hand and his traces her face with the other. "My love" is whispered from him as he touches it he then squeezes his eyes shut and closes the box and puts it back. As if shoving the memories back into that box will ever help.

He then walks out grabbing a dagger with interesting capabilities. Specifically when the jewel on the hilt is pressed it becomes a sword. Made out of steel like the old days it is incredibly heavy in both forms of itself...but he carries it like it weighs nothing. He climbs out of his treasure room and grabs his phone as he walks outside.

@King Tai@DiZL ReloadeD

Pulling into the garage and parking next to a nice, sharp black Audi, she killed the ignition on her vehicle and stepped out throwing on her long grey coat, as it was a rather chilly night, and it was bound to be bone chilling once they were inside the main facility. The dimly lit parking garage, vacant as always, the only sound being the distant echo of her engine fading in the distance, but what be this?

The Audi next to her, some man was standing beside it, an authoritative looking figure, the only given notice of his presence the faint, glowing ember of a lit cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. Rebecca paid him no mind, as currently she was embroiled in....quite the fierce conversation with one of her fellow agents, her phone pressed against her ear as if she was about to tunnel through it and strangle the man on the other side, her tone...harsh, for lack of a better word, ~"...Look you, I don't honestly care if he will be mad at me or not. The point is the bastard wouldn't give us any information! Yes, I know we should have tailed him, but if he attacked us, what were we to fight him off with? Sticks? You're the idiot who supplied us with the damn bullets! How were we to know the bloody sod was immune to silver in the first place? It's unheard of! Alright, fine! We'll go after him again next time, but it will be on MY terms, understand Agent Hurst? And don't bother relaying this message to Stone! I'll speak to the senile codger myself! Yes, you have a wonderful evening as well. Ciao darling."~

Rather coarse she hung up on the man after him chewing her out, shoving her phone back into the pocket of her coat, a bothersome scowl across her lips as vigorously she massaged her temples with her frail fingers. ~"Ugh, these damn mortals are giving me a migraine. Camille, sweetie, don't dally too long. We don't want to be late for our execution."~ Sarcastically she added trailing away, a reluctant stagger towards the elevator, but she paused hearing the newblood giggling behind her. ~"Camille?"~ She called for her again, turning around on her heels. The girl was well...occupied at the moment with other matters, breathing on the passenger window of the black Audi till a fine mist appeared upon the sheen surface, then using her tiny index finger to draw something. Rebecca sighed rolling her eyes. Camille...always so childish and innocent, but Rebecca seemed to find that more endearing than perturbing.

"Hehehe! See? It's a kitty cat!" She said pointing to the adorable, childlike sketch of a feline. Her playful smile warming the woman's heart, frigid at the moment from her earlier altercation, a soft smile graced Rebecca's lips as she chuckled wrapping her arms around her beloved and kissing her on the cheek, ~"What do you think you're doing, you precocious little devil? You're going to get us into even more trouble?"~

Camille blushed, looking up at her beautiful Mistress, those rosey cheeks always entrancing the vampire woman. "Was that Director Stone you were talking to, Mistress?" She asked Rebecca, her smile disappearing somewhat into a small frown. "Is he mad at us?" Rebecca shook her head, ~"That was Agent Hurst, one of his lackeys. Apparently he said Stone's going to rip you and I a new one after he finds out we fumbled the mission, but it's like I told the idiot, Vladimir was silverproof. We'll just have to find out what makes the brute tick, and then we can knock him down a peg or two."~

Of course...she was pretty sure Stone was gonna knock them down a peg or two. First off, it may have not been their fault their target escaped them...though it was Rebecca who let him go, with the intent to hunt him again mind you, but Stone, the bastard he was, Rebecca was certain he was going to place the blame on them, two sapphic vampire cunts who didn't follow his careful procedure. They would be but the very object he would focus his wrath on, but at this point, Rebecca could barely give a single damn that ever existed. Let the blowhard tear them to pieces, even literally. She was looking for a chance anyways to put the blowhard out of his misery. ~"Well then..."~ Rebecca yawned deeply, letting go of her sweet and rubbing her eyes, a healthy stretch after that. ~"The sun's about to rise in a couple of hours, and I could use a nice, hot shower after such a taxing experience. Care to join me, my dear?"~ A frisky smirk she gave to Camille, a tempting tickle underneath the girl's chin lulling her closer to Rebecca. The girl smiled, innocent and yet so devious. What better way for the two of them to relieve their stress?

But first things first...it was off to deal with Stone.

"Say, Stone you want me to wait with you while this guys here. I mean I've got nothing better to do other than drink myself to death" She said as she sighed. she walked back over to the chair she had just gotten out of. She had no idea who this guy was, or what this other assignment was. whatever it was it must have been important or he'd have said it straight away.

Jen was at the counter of the bakery, humming a small tune to herself. She had a pad of paper out and a pencil, sketching on the white surface. At the moment, the sketch was simply that of a few wolves laying on some grass, and seemed quite simple in style. All was peaceful. She was happy.

@Allie@Bryn

Watching closely, Elliot was wondering what the girls were up to.....were they about to make out to cause a diversion? Were they going to ambush him? Watching the shy one swiftly lift her hand up and grab on something, it's as if time slowed down and the ringing started while the lights went out and the emergency one flickered "Bitch!" he thought to himself when it started raining down on everyone and blending with the crowd, the girls made their exit. Elliot tried to to hurry and with the mayhem, it was difficult to get through without using his wolf agility in his base form. Fuck it, they were getting away. He took a leap towards the wall, which he kicked off of to make a larger leap to the door the girls escaped, hearing the screams for someone who noticed that he was possibly a werewolf. Elliot needed to slow these ladies down.

Opening the door, he looked around trying to get their scent or visual to continue pursuit. He pulled out his phone to contact his back up. @Carlsberg Dialing Jen, he screamed out "Jen where the fuck are you!?" At that moment, he saw them, they had a head start but if his partner was to help, they'd be able to corner them.

@DiZL ReloadeD@Kurai Assassin

Stone listened to the inspector when he presumed to know who he was talking to "Yes this him and make sure you're alone." as the inspector hung up. He brought his attention back to Katya. Hearing her offer to stay in the office when the inspector came, Stone gave it a thought "Well...now that you mentioned it...I could have you partner up with him as our organization's representative. You are one of my most decorated human agents. so...yeah but just try to be professional." he said.
@Rusalka

Still sitting at his desk, pausing for a moment from the conversation he had with Katya, Stone looked over at his monitoring wall where he could see the security footage of the garage and with a surprise, saw Rebecca and Cammie already back. Damn, did he fold that easily from two dykes Could she not find him? no....usually, Rebecca stays on the mission until finding her prey. Stone had hi expectations on the news he was going to get. Vlad was hell to deal with and..even though he wouldn't admit, putting a little faith in Rebecca getting something out of him. He would know more if Agent Archer tailed her like he usually does. But dealing with someone like Vlad, Stone would have thought it would take longer to deal with him. He waited for her to come to his office while Katya was still sidelined for the moment. For her sake, the bitch better have his info.