Pub Crawl [ Open ]

[Trahir Trahison]

Noting the faces of the three vampires for future recognition Trahir makes his way quietly toward the front door. He sets the still mostly full martini glass on an occupied table as he goes, ignoring the protests of the humans behind him at the intrusion to their sacred table-space. There were still things to be done this evening and Trahir can always come back later.

With thoughts rolling around in his mind about how to handle the looming possibility of his siring a childe and actually keeping them around, the vampire has much to ponder. Out into the cool night air he steps, turning to head down the street to his next engagement.

[Natsuko]

Kitty makes her way into the small pub and glanced around. Somewhat new in this town only knew a handful of people and they were not normal at least she thinks so. She's clad in a leather skirt just short above her knees and a black lace top. Her leather black boots just ride below the kneecaps.. she had her leather jacket closed which makes her feel more secure. She heads over to the bar and orders a bloody mary which a bit of red pepper in it. Once the drink was made she headed over to a single table in a corner and listens to the conversations taking place.

[Doc]

There were nights when Doc knew he should be working but had the urge to hunt. It was usually nights with a bite to the air, but yet still warm enough that a jacket would suffice to keep the bite of the cold at bay. Tonight was such a night. He didn’t have a defined target in mind, he was just going to see what crossed his path. These urges were reminiscent of his past life as a human, when he hunted for specimens in the dark streets. Now however, in this new life, there was no need for specimens or experiments, he had attained what he had been searching for, and it wasn’t as a result of his experiments.

His steps slowed as he caught the scent of someone, that was definitely on the ‘to be killed’ list. He was just outside a bar. It wasn’t one that he usually visited. He preferred the lounge. He knew the proprietress, and he trusted her. However, the desire to hunt and the fresh lingering scent, drew Doc inside this unknown bar.

Stopping just inside the door, he caught wiff if the of the targeted scent, it was still there, but it was weaker. Which would be normal since the place was a bar filled with humans, cigarette smoke, and stale beer smells. Yet after a quick perusal of the male patrons, and not seeing Trahir, he turned to leave when the sight of a recent trespasser caught his eye. A female trespasser. His rather passive countenance morphed into an amused smirk, as he pushed his way through the throng and took a seat, uninvited, across from the petite little Asian.

“Well isn’t this a surprise? I was just about to leave, thinking this place was a complete bust.. When lo and behold.. I spy the Lab thief, from my video surveillance.”

[Natsuko]

Kitty was watching the crowd and nursing on her drink she had ordered earlier that evening. She wasn't much of a drinker, but for some reason on this night, she wanted one. She glanced over towards the door and spotted a familiar figure by the name of Doc. Yeah, she knew he was a leech, she could smell him a mile away or anyone else leech wise that entered the bar. It even got worse when he sat at her table uninvited.

"Well, kitty got curious and had to go investigate and yeah, I admit I am a thief its part of my job to gather information of sorts. And I normally don't get caught doing it, however, your security is close to perfect if not. Something for me to work on I guess. "

She gave a smirk. " So what brings you by?" She questioned him.

[Noemi Michaux]

She had no idea why she had headed to this part of the city, it was far from her usual haunts and by the looks of it a breeding ground for some open sore, parasitic, melt from the inside out disease. Noemi had left her car several blocks back and decided to clear her head with a walk downtown... and judging by the spirit life here it was a rather violent place to be alone. Suited her just fine. There were fewer nights gone by that the Necromancer didn't feel the burgeoning fear of one being stalked. Unable to sleep because her damned dreams were insane and real, her days spent staring at her ceiling, paralyzed with the fear she would nod off...

And then she would.
She wasn't sure how much more she could take before plunging into full on madness. And wasn't that a delightful thought, insane necro on the loose... hell she'd put her own self down. It wasn't even like she could tell her sire how bad things had gotten. Oh she had told Ambrose that she was cognizant of the dead, that they were everywhere around her, had even told him how she managed it. But there was something just too intimate about the dreams, too much history that she felt she should be remembering but just couldn't break past the walls keeping her out.

And then there was the wraith...

Noemi stopped at the door of some dive, she didn't get the name... really who cared? But it would do, it was crawling with humans too stupid to know that they were just ending their lives a bit slower than a gun would have managed. Pushing the door open she stepped in and was immediately assaulted by the rank overcrowding of sweaty, unclean drunks. Just what she wanted.

Pasting a teasing smile on her lips the French woman sauntered to the bar, ordering a sapphire martini that she couldn't drink and turned to lean against the hard wood, perusing the clientele. She had fed already this eve, and fed well, but the mood she was in? That just meant the next jugular had a chance of pumping another day.

[Doc]

“Well I too am the sort to investigate, find the thieves that may be out to rob me. Make their ******* lives miserable for attempting to take something I own, or care about. And that was what I was in the middle of doing when I spied you, here.. All alone. And I thought I would come by and say hello.” He gave her a crooked closed lip smirk. And though his word may have a harsh tone to them, they were said in an affable almost cheerful manner, because, after all he did so love the hunt.

Leaning back in his seat, he crossed his legs and clasped his hands together, resting them lightly in his lap. “Question is.. What are you doing here..?” He cast a sly glance about the room. “Picking out your next mark? Or..” He winked at her, it was so quick a person could miss it if they were looking directly at him, “are you already stalking them?”

[Natsuko]

She watched Noemi enter the bar and looked her over, in fact where she was seated she could see the whole front of the bar area, and including the front door. She glanced back over at Doc and gave a slight smirk to her lips.

" wouldn't you like to know. " She replied in return while absently tucking a stray hair behind her ear. Was it her way of flirting? Or was it something just out of a habit. Who knows. " So, I should be the one asking. Who are you stalking? As for making my life miserable it already is, I doubt you could make it any worse. I have hard enough time to see who is real and who isn't and I end up poking strangers as a matter of fact. How do I know you're not real and you're just ******* with me in my head? I hear your kind does that sort of thing. "

She smirked again and leans back into her chair and watches him closely but not making direct eye contact... one thing about leeches, never look directly into their eyes. They have that power to turn you into their slave and that is far from what she wants from them. " By, the way, if you hadn't got it already I replaced what I took from you and yet, you just happened to come across me in the sewers and stick your hands into my pockets and take what cash I had. Don't think I didn't see you do that Doc. " As for me coming into the bar by myself I like to enjoy watching people and learning their habits, and ways, perhaps check out their weakness and so forth. "She took a sip from her drink and looked at him again as she sat it down on the table. She leaned in and at, a low tone. " Next time you come out strolling into a bar, how bout taking a shower first.. because you smell like you just came out of the ground. " she gave a small chuckle and leans back in her chair again.

[Noemi Michaux]

Whatever music this was it had become an assault on her ears, just when she thought she had tuned it out there it was in her face again. She watched with mild amusement the humans grinding to it, wondering what had brought them so low that this ear slop was considered good. Something that tied them all together, poverty... personal horrors, abuse? Noemi couldn't fathom, didn't really wish to. But something in the way they all moved told her they all shared something. From the faux dirty hipsters to the biker about to punch the smaller junkie for looking at his chubby girlfriend who wore too much eyeliner. It was a wonderland of observations.

And all that without even delving into the ghosts that followed them around.

Noemi wondered how any of them would take it, the knowledge of all the dead that circled them, every day, every minute...

Shrugging off such pensive thoughts, she swirled her finger around the edge of her martini glass, toying with the olives floating half off the toothpick, she caught the gaze of a young human quickly eyeing her over. Noemi tilted her head and held her gaze for a moment, letting the little one know she had been noted, and began to turn from her when she noted Doc sitting with the smirking woman.

Well that should prove interesting indeed... poor child.

Assured an interesting eve to be sure as she settled in for more than just a bite to eat...

perhaps a bit of ennui relief....

[Doc]

Doc caught Kitty’s glance toward the entrance of the pub, and followed her gaze, thus seeing Noemi. A barely perceptible nod was sent Noemi’s direction before turning his attention once more to the little Asian thief across from him. If Kitty failed to provide amusement, he now had another option for a salvageable evening, things were indeed looking up, since he had lost the scent of Trahir. He would have much rather been tracking his prey, but his choice to enter the bar in hopes of finding the scents source; instead of following the scent outside, meant he lost his prey for the night. It had become clear to him, after entering the bar, that Trahir had been leaving not arriving. And once Trahir was outside, any hopes of picking up the lead was nil. So he settled in for what amusement Kitty or Noemi might provide.

Giving Kitty an amused look, “You have an over-inflated sense of self. What makes you think I would waste that much effort on you? It would be easier to just ******* kill you.” He wasn’t going to tell her who he was hunting, if she wanted to presume he meant her, that worked for him too.The amused look became a full smile, ever so briefly revealing the hint of a fang before it was hidden once more by his lips.“ And yes I received the recompense. Thank you.” He paused, “Oh and I wasn’t after cash.. That was just a happy coincidence.. You happen to have a ******* nice ***.”

A laugh burst out as she insulted him. “Oh.. really, I smell that bad humm? And yet,..” Doc leaned forward shifting from his relaxed state to one more attentive and alert. “If I were to offer my neck to you, would I really smell that abhorrent anymore?”

[Natsuko]

She leans back in her chair keeping Noemi in view watching her from time to time and watching Doc as well. She had the advantage and Doc, well. She brings the glass to her lips and took a sip of it and then lets out a soft sigh and sets it down and shakes her head at Doc.

"Well you know Doc, if you want to kill me. I'm sitting right here. For the fact, I am not afraid of death. I see it every single day and night of my entire life. I see things I shouldn't see. I hear things I shouldn't hear. How do I know that you're not real? Maybe you're just some sort of Spirit flapping his gums in my ear to perhaps drive me insane even further? I'm not sure. "

She shook her head slightly and gave another sigh and adjusted her seat a moment, not like she was uncomfortable or anything, Its not like she's dealing with a Vampire for the first time which was a bit awkward.

"And if you did offer that neck of yours or an arm. You betcha I'd take it in a heartbeat. I've got use to the smell, it's just some come off stronger than most. But, I will warn you. I do not take from friends only if given permission. "

She gave a chuckle at his comment about her *** and shook her head. " Thank you for the compliment not many come out and tell me I have a nice ******* ***. I must say though you're not so bad yourself. "