Bright Lights, Bloody Nights, Big City: Vampire Game Thread

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:40 am

He grinned. Okay, definitely a keeper. He'd have to remember not to kick her ribs in like... Dennis or whatever his name was, that lousy faggot.

One thing, though...

Normally, when he comes into the place, everything stops and everyone looks at him. But not now.

That bothered him just a little...

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:41 am

The gangster's hadn't tried to pursue on foot. After the initial hail of bullets they let Marcus go.

Charon · Post by **Charon** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:42 am

Marcus told Eric to slow down after it was apparent they wouldn't follow. "Take me to Wright's place. I need a drink."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:44 am

Maybe not everything, but ...

"David!" She exclaims, heading towards him through the wave of people. "Isn't it a scream?"

She has been drinking. She has never drunk before, and it shows. A goofy grin, a lazy drawl, she is incredibly forward as she throws her arms around him.

"Dance with me," She says simply with the same silly smile. The crowd echoes eerily "Yes, dance with us" with choruses and miscellaneous comments.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:46 am

David? She thought he was fucking Rossi?

No fucking way. He was much better looking than that ugly-ass Dago. Especially now, he thought wryly.

"Wright, baby, I'm Wright. Rossi moved on."

He put his hands on her hips and began guiding her into the middle of the room.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:48 am

She blinks and her mind fights the haze as it settles in. "Wright?"

Her head shakes to clear it, stopping in her tracks, despite him moving with her, he finds his hands move along and keep going.

"The one from the message? Where is David Rossi?"

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:50 am

"He had to leave town in a hurry," he informs her solemnly. "Fuck him, he's long-gone. All that matters is that you're here, now."

There's a hint of threat in the way he says it, the underlying meaning pretty clearly being don't hold up the show.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:53 am

She is with a stranger. At least David Rossi was a famous stranger. What can this brutal man do for her career? Launch it? Or bury it?

But the show must go on.

Hesitating a moment, the music moves her in the end. Not even her lust for fame. The music is the only driving force.

She wraps her arms around this stranger's neck and dancing with him.

"The message for you is upstairs" She says. After all, it is the only bearing she has on this guy...a single note.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:57 am

"Message?" he inquired before whirling her around. When he brought her back to face him. "What message?"

He leaned close, inhaling of her scent. Oh yes, a delicious taste of fear in there.

He was going to have some fun with this one. How rarely did true innocence cross his path?

Charon · Post by **Charon** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 12:57 am

Marcus's car pulled up to Wright's place and came to a stop. He ordered Eric to clean himself up, look presentable. Then he got out of the car, stashing his pistol in his pants as he got up to the ghoul at the door. "Let me through, I need to see your master, Wright." Eric came after his master and stopped behind him. He still looked disheveled but he'd cleaned up well enough.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:00 am

"On the paper...a phone call..."

He is staring at her. Something about him sets her off kilter. She needs to think. Clear her head. She steps back from him, stumbling as though missing a dance step.

"Sorry. I think I ...need to sit down" She moves to the nearest area to sit, and clear her head. To breathe. It is hard to breathe. He is overwhelming to her.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:02 am

He took her wrist in his hand, tugging firmly. The strength of his hand is unmistakable, entirely out of proportion with his skinny frame.

"C'mon, you can get some air in my office."

He held her hand high. "And let's hear it for..." What the fuck was her name again? Ah well, like it fucking mattered. "The new singer!" he concluded, before he discretely but firmly began tugging her after him.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:06 am

She doesn't dare tell him he is hurting her. Her frail wrist is easily bruised by a casual grab, let alone someone of such strength. Instead she stomachs a smile, a goofy smile reflecting the alcohol. As soon as the roar of the crowd dies down, she follows up to his office. She is wary, unsure of what is in store for her. Whatever it is, it is clear she is not to mention David Rossi's name again. She likes getting paid.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:07 am

He released her wrist once they reached the office, heading for his piled-under desk. He spotted the note on top and picked it up, looking at it.

"Who left the message?" he asked.

Somebody trying to lure him out for a whack job? The fuck?

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:09 am

"I don't know. They didn't stay on the line. They sounded hurried."

She instinctively grabs her wrist and rubs it gently.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:13 am

"Hunh. Oh well," he said, dismissing it with a shrug. "Fuck 'em."

Until he had something more to go on, he wasn't going to go charging off into the dark. Besides, he needed more cannon fodder than Fred. Chicken Boy and Blue Eyes weren't around to absorb lead for him.

He strolled over and lifted her arm, looking at the developing bruise with a small, predatory smile.

"Sorry about that," he said casually, tossing her arm back to her. "Fragile thing, arentcha?"

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:17 am

"Worry about yourself." She says with the same bravado she showed on stage. There is a touch of fear and defensiveness to her voice alike as she takes her arm back to itself.

"So, you run the joint. This as busy as it gets?" She sits on a desk, crossing her legs, unknowing of anything represented.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:19 am

He grinned at the show of bravado. Oh yeah, this one was going to be fun.

"Bit more, bit less. It's a Thursday," he said with a dismissive shrug. "You aren't from around here, are you?"

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:20 am

Suddenly, she needs a drink. A really stout one.

"What makes you say that?" She asks.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:23 am

"You look like a frightened rabbit," he said, sitting on the edge of his desk. A cascade of paper tumbled over to the floor, inventory and so on for his operation. He really needed somebody to tidy the place up, but that had been the first Ralph's job. He'd get that spic in the basement to work soon enough, though.

"Chicago is where all the action is. It's a big thing for somebody from outside," he continued. "But hey, it's safe here."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:25 am

She exhales, admitting. "It's a really big place. But its home now." She looks distant for a second and then shakes the effect of the alcohol. "Listen, do you know a good hotel? Maybe for cheap?"

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:27 am

Oh, money shy too. Another lever to play. He made a note to keep her cash funds low.

"Hey, no problem. I've got rooms here. We can just get you one."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:29 am

"Here?" She asks, looking around. This place is a dump. She doesn't expect much, but...

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:30 am

"Can't beat the price," he said. "I'll dock a little out of your pay, covers room and board."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Sat Sep 03, 2005 1:31 am

God, what is she sinking too? Desperation washes over her face. She briefly wonders if the famed David Rossi would have such accomidations.

"Thanks, Wright." She resigns herself. For now.

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