La Belle Gabrielle

[Zackary Kalen]

Zack continued staring at the door after Kana had left, chewing slightly on his bottom lip as a minor distraction from the uncomfortable feeling of needles piercing flesh. moving from his hand to his chest, marking the same symbol over his heart. Well, that was going to be a bitch to heal. He was slightly annoyed that information was being withheld regarding the deal with Risk - he could understand why, but he felt it was somewhat unfair to force him to extract information from people involved without knowing all the details himself. Then again, he didn't think the Lemartes dealt in 'fair' very often.

As his hand and chest were neatly bandaged in order to cover the newly inked patch, and let it heal uninterrupted, Zack tapped the keycard against the edge of his chair, only half taking in Colville's instructions on keeping the tattoo clean, etc, etc. He knew what to do.

Giving the tattooist a small nod, he exited the room and headed downstairs. Not to 'his' room however. Kana had said he could wait downstairs, and he planned to. Only he was going to wait in the bar. He had some money, if he needed to pay at all, but he needed a drink.

((Sorry if that's a little disjointed. I'm not 100% awake just yet.))

[Felix Dolohov]

Felix huffed and slid out from the dancers, gods above there were some grabby bastards in there, the blonde fanned ineffectively at his face as he unzipped his red and black hoodie and made his way over to the bar.

He needed a drink, something cold, preferrably non-alcoholic but he didn't think they served any. Oh well, he supposed he could always ask for a higher blood to alcohol ratio, if it was possible. Or just blood. He wasn't sure.



((Thanks for the info Kana. ))

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana reached the top of the stairs and strode down the corridor. Stopping outside a door, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a small key and unlocked it. Entering the room, he locked it behind him, before opening pulling out another silver key and opening a large wooden cupboard that was built into the wall to reveal a selection of torture impliments, three Karabela swords and a Colt pistol and ammo.

He picked up the gun slid it into the holster on his belt, followed by small pouch containing two spare rounds and the least expensive of the Karabelas in a hard leather sheath, after testing the edge on the palm of his hand.

He retrieved a smallish black leather backpack from the corner of the cupboard and placed into it a box containing more spare rounds for the gun, a selection of small metal implemants and a heavy piece of wood. He slung the bag onto his shoulder, checked his pocket to make sure he had his keys, locked the cupboard and left the room, locking it behind it him.

He strode through the corridors of La Belle Gabrielle until he reached the door marked "Staff Only". He pushed it open and strode through it. He saw Belle and motioned to her to join him as he unlocked a black Lamborghini Murcielago and sat in the drivers seat.

[Cornelius Stone]

Stone saw that Hector had surrendered. He made his way though the corridors to where he was. His security team had surrounded the half demon. "Glad to see you made the correct choice." He said, Stone looked over at one of the men "Jason take that scythe down to the storage facility, Mason and Lee take Hector back to his room, stay with him and don't let him from your site. If he gives you the smallest bit of trouble. Shoot him." He told his men
"Yes sir" Both Mason and Lee murmured.
"Oh and demon" Stone said to Hector. "The bullets are blessed, so don't try anything. The boss may need you for something but I don't. While your in Mr Lémartes' service you answer to me, got that?" Stone smiled, "I believe I'll accompany you half-demon."

WIth that Cornelius walked up behind Hector and placed the tip of his M4 on Hectors spine. "Walk." He bellowed pushing the tip into Hectors back. "I really wish that you'd run Demon, at least that would give us the chance to kill you."

[Belle Thorne]

Wordlessly, Belle detached herself from the shadows and moved to sit in the passenger seat.
She had to admit, as much as she hated Kana - he did have a beautiful car - though on principal she did prefer her Aston Martin, even though it wasn't as fast.
Relaxing back into her seat, she contemplated the mission ahead.

[Felix Dolohov]

((PEOPLE POSTING!!? *gasps and topples backwards* SHOCK!~))


Felix sighed and leaned against the bar, checking his wallet for any cash, hm, he had a fiver he hadn't spent yet, he was planning on using it only in an emergancy but somehow he doubted any emergancies in this kind of town could be solved by jumping on a bus and getting the hell out of dodge. If the buses were even running anymore, he hadn't seen any while hiking in.

The blonde hummed slightly in indecision, spend the cash and get a pint of blood which would last him for the next three days.... keep the money and end up having to hunt tomorrow night without knowing the streets, without knowing the local threats and with a vague knowledge that this 'Circle' group went around protecting humans by shooting Vampires and Weres and demons to death before they could get to them....

He ordered a pint of blood.

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana glanced at Belle as she got in the car, clipped his seatbelt into place and started the engine.

As he pulled out of the car park, he turned to glance at Belle again.
"Did my brother specify the... condition... that Risk is to be in, or simply... alive?" He asked. "And where, exactly, are we supposed to be going?"

[Belle Thorne]

"I believe Vincent wants Risk to be interrogatable..."
Belle replied before reaching for her phone
"we have a man following Risk right now I'll find out exactly where he is..."
she added, buckling up her own seatbelt

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana rolled his eyes irritatedly.
"You don't already know where he is? very helpful, Thorne." he sneered.

He pulled the car over in a side street and glared at Thorne.
"I suggest you find out where I'm driving to before I waste my fuel driving all over this god-forsaken city." He snarled.

After a moment of thought, he got out of the car and retrieved a large plastic sheet from under his seat. He strode around the the front of the car angrily and opening the lid of the boot, lined it with the sheet.

I'm not having that filth getting blood in my car. Not after the last time. He thought to himself.

[Belle Thorne]

Belle dialled the contact's number from memory, putting the phone up to her ear
"Mister Green? Belle Thorne here... I believe you have eyes on our friend?"
she listened carefully to the man's answer before hanging up and putting away her phone
"he's on a train, heading towards the Eastern Quadrant"

[Kana Lémartes]

Kana closed the boot and got back into the car and rolled his eyes again at Belle's answer.
"So I am going to have to drive all over this wretched place after all."

He started the engine again and drove towards the railway station in the east of the town.

He'd better get off at this stop he thought, irriatedly. I refuse to chase him further. Damn him.


((OOC: Continued in the East Quadrent Rail Station thread))

[Hector]

Hector grinned when the man told Hector that he'd have to answer to him.

He's very overconfident... Good. Easy to manipulate, Hector thought to himself.
"As you wish," Hector replied in a mocking tone. He quickly took a mental note of where the captain told his men to take his scythe.

"But I'm sure Vincent will not be forgiven i you killed without an order. It'd be fun meeting you again in hell," Hector replied as he walked, taking his time despite the gun pointing at his back.

[Cornelius Stone]

"Quiet!" Stone ordered pushing the Half demon through the corridors.

[alice]

Blue eyes looked up at the building, the emotions of the people inside thumped against her skull in time with the beat, it was making her head ache but she was so hungry and she didn't want to kill someone by hunting them, she couldn't drink all that blood anyway, she was still too small.

The young Dark Angel checked her wallet again, she guessed she had enough for some blood, it wasn't that expensive was it? She had about £20 in her wallet, that should be enough for one drink, true she was largely ignorant in regards to money, but that should be enough, it got her on the bus from one city to another and people were always complaining about how drinks were cheap but bus fare was expensive.

She bit her lip and hesitantly walked forward, the Bouncer gave her a distinctly unimpressed look, "Underage, no entry." He told her harshly, distain rolling over her skin like a thin film of slim, making her shudder and rub at her arms ineffectually.

"May I just have a pint of blood? That's all I want." She pleaded, feeling that distain roll over her yet again, accomanied by a brush of annoyance, needles against her scalp, sighing softly at the deadpan expression on the older Vampire's face she moved away from the light of the club and a bit further down the street and sat herself down on the curb. What now? She'd come here because she thought that being in a Vampire haven would be easier, safer for her, her Sire had certainly thought so, he had told her that if anything happened to him she should flee to the City where the Sun never rises.

The girl shifted uncomfortably when someone passed behind her, a strange sensation causing knots to form in her stomach and heat to run up her spine, lust, or arousal, she had not quite managed to tell the difference between somemore complex emotions when they were close together. Hatred and fury were hard to tell apart for her, as well as sadness and all variations of it, the others were easy, she could tell happiness, smug and pride apart easily, the same with apathy, depression and thoughtlessness - quite often of which also felt like excitement shivering across her skin.

She'd always felt other people's emotions, her Sire forced her to open her gift and learn more, to always feel them to know what they were but he never taught her how to control it, how to turn it off or how to make it quiet. At best, she could lessen the sensations, but she couldn't get rid of them and if a particularly strong emotion hit her then it hit her hard.

[Felix Dolohov]

Felix sighed, finishing up his pint, well this place was starting to test his boredum limits. He originally only came in here for a drink and well he'd done that, time to move on. See if he couldn't find a place to get a job or doss down. There seemed to be a lot of abandoned or trashed houses in the area so he should be able to find some kind of shelter amidst the wreckage.

Setting his glass on the table he made his way back out, gathering his weapons and putting them back into their appropriate places upon his person, ignoring anyone else who might happen to be in the room at the time before marching calmly out of the club and out into the darkness. He didn't see the little girl at the curb a little further down the street as he made his way back towards the outskirts, he could have sworn he recalled a pub with a 'help-wanted' sign in its window.