Not Today [Side Story - Trahir]

[Shadis (DELETED 7818)]

This RP is between the Thrall of Shadis and Trahir Trahison. The player of Shadis wrote for the thrall.

Elena had just hung up the phone when her phone rang and she glanced at the caller ID. 'Shadis,' came up and she quickly answered the phone. "Oh my god! Shadis! I thought that you might have been dead when you didn't pick your phone back up after I heard a howl."

Trahir Trahison makes his way through Cherrydale, the phone pressed against his ear as he makes his way. The blood is slackening, not good for tracking. Good though in the sense that Shadis wasn't mortally injured. Trahir didn't think vampires could bleed out but he wasn't entirely sure on the topic. He'd have to try that sometime with an adversary. Two rings and then the voice on the other end... "This is Trahir. Shadis was attacked by a hunter. Where would she have gone?"

Elena paused and stood in silence as she heard Trahir's voice. The man always frightened her, but she responded anyway. "Lancaster. If she is wounded she will go to him. Probably will go to the bar that he owns."

[Trahir Trahison]

Trahir Trahison grits his teeth to bite back the scathing retort on the tip of his tongue. "Just to clarify, you mean Lancaster`s & Bunk Backpackers, correct?" Had it been Nicolette on the phone he would have expected the location, not the name of the man. "Lancaster d'Artois. Her sire, yes?"


Elena took a deep breath to steady herself. "Yes to both, but Shadis always called it Lancaster's Bar, if he isn't there... She will move on elsewhere, seeking him out, but as far as I know, they mostly only met at the Bar."

Trahir Trahison kneels down, dabbing a finger in blood which is slowly turning to ash. There is no point in asking the thrall to meet him there. She would never arrive in time. "I'll have her contact you when I find her, Miss House." With that he hangs up and heads toward the subway station. Shadis is an Allurist and if she'd had celerity, she would have used it to get there, meaning there would be no trail of blood to follow. Arriving ahead of her would do the Killer no good. Once he reaches the station he boards the train heading toward Swansdale.

The RP continues from this one.