Lost Causes?
Posted: 15 Nov 2019, 04:39
He hadn’t paid much attention to anything since he was turned earlier in the year but especially Harper Rock current events so when the new bill passed it took him completely by surprise. He had simply dealt with the recent change to his life and getting used to it, all his previous plans had been completely discarded as he changed and his old priorities developed into something unexpectedly new.
Chance no longer felt like he could sit back and let the world pass by, this new law on the surface endangered his well being and he now played catch up with Harper Rock current events. He waited at the bar with a drink in hand as he watched the door and listened to everyone around him. His ‘date’ was on her way, more of his willing helper for the evening to keep people from suspecting that he was actually eavesdropping on them.
He used the time wisely as he waited, he learned what he could as he absently rubbed the area his tracker had been inserted under his skin a few days ago, the idea of being tracked appalled him but it was a necessary concession for the current plans. This kind of treatment had never worked out well in the past and he doubted it would now but he needed the information and able to move around easily so he would play the game for now and remove it if or when he needed privacy for certain more discreet situations as they arose.
He hoped playing the sides would allow him the time to decide on what he needed to do and where to do it. He swirled the ice in his glass as he listened to a pair of businessmen talked to each other next to him. He grinned inwardly as he doubted if either of them went to the Quarantine Zone at all anymore.
He overheard many similar comments around the bar as he waited for his thrall, he went for a walk shortly after his arrival which quickly showed him the error of that way and it wasn’t anything he wanted to repeat anytime soon. Now with the new law in effect, he technically couldn’t leave the city and for now that was fine with him, let the corrupt police and government agents deal with it if something was out there.
That train of thought was quickly interrupted as he noticed his thrall just inside the doorway, nicely dressed to play her part in the evening's events. The ice in his hand watered the drink badly, he placed it on the back of the bar before he stood, dropped a tip on the bar while he made his way toward the door, and politely weaved his way toward the lovely woman waiting at the entrance. Most of the crowd ignored him but a few gave him dirty scowls, likely noticing his own status.
Chance no longer felt like he could sit back and let the world pass by, this new law on the surface endangered his well being and he now played catch up with Harper Rock current events. He waited at the bar with a drink in hand as he watched the door and listened to everyone around him. His ‘date’ was on her way, more of his willing helper for the evening to keep people from suspecting that he was actually eavesdropping on them.
He used the time wisely as he waited, he learned what he could as he absently rubbed the area his tracker had been inserted under his skin a few days ago, the idea of being tracked appalled him but it was a necessary concession for the current plans. This kind of treatment had never worked out well in the past and he doubted it would now but he needed the information and able to move around easily so he would play the game for now and remove it if or when he needed privacy for certain more discreet situations as they arose.
He hoped playing the sides would allow him the time to decide on what he needed to do and where to do it. He swirled the ice in his glass as he listened to a pair of businessmen talked to each other next to him. He grinned inwardly as he doubted if either of them went to the Quarantine Zone at all anymore.
He paid little attention to this rumour as he had heard it since he turned, he had never seen anything like that except maybe a vampiress or two but he couldn’t see how that would cause fear in the way they talked. So many superstitions abounded around with no real reason behind them but what could he do about it except to make a note of it in case he found more information on it. Most vampires ignored the world or at least him it seemed but he really expected they were more solitary creatures or maybe just self centered. Besides his sire he had only met a couple of other vamps, good suspicious on a couple more from Crownet, and a few he believed from his snooping in the police files and now he planned on keeping all that information to himself.Some beautiful woman walking the Quarantine Zone.
Gigantic creatures outside the city.
He overheard many similar comments around the bar as he waited for his thrall, he went for a walk shortly after his arrival which quickly showed him the error of that way and it wasn’t anything he wanted to repeat anytime soon. Now with the new law in effect, he technically couldn’t leave the city and for now that was fine with him, let the corrupt police and government agents deal with it if something was out there.
That train of thought was quickly interrupted as he noticed his thrall just inside the doorway, nicely dressed to play her part in the evening's events. The ice in his hand watered the drink badly, he placed it on the back of the bar before he stood, dropped a tip on the bar while he made his way toward the door, and politely weaved his way toward the lovely woman waiting at the entrance. Most of the crowd ignored him but a few gave him dirty scowls, likely noticing his own status.