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Howard nods. "Well, much as I hate to interrupt," he says, "I was also going to ask about your little speakeasy business you've got going - namely, what I can bring to the table."
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The Prince smirks. "Who's to say I don't have a vested interest in your well-being? You're the sole Ventrue in a fresh Coterie. You have potential, and I'd like to see that potential nurtured, not squelched. But I appreciate your thanks. Now, I'd suggest you catch up with your friends, before they manage to get themselves into any sort of trouble," he says with a nod to the door. "Which, some of them have already shown a knack for..."
"Good idea. Thank you once again." She says, and leaves as formally as possible, then goes to look for her friends.
Howard nods. "Well, much as I hate to interrupt," he says, "I was also going to ask about your little speakeasy business you've got going - namely, what I can bring to the table."
"Definitely not the customers," Velma snided, not meaning to, in front of his face at least. She was kinda protective of that business.
"No, I would say not." Clayton says with a smirk, then takes an appraising look at Howard. "Although...we could always use another gin runner, and I'd say you've got a look about you that could scare away any troublemakers that wander into the joint...wouldn't you say so, Vel?"
"No, I would say not." Clayton says with a smirk, then takes an appraising look at Howard. "Although...we could always use another gin runner, and I'd say you've got a look about you that could scare away any troublemakers that wander into the joint...wouldn't you say so, Vel?"
"Let's just say I know how to be intimidating," Howard mutters darkly.
Howard's memories told him that his sire had taught him the beginnings of the Nightmare Discipline, but the Nosferatu doubted that he'd advanced any further in it; while he had to admit that it was useful, he found it altogether unpleasant, and knew that the greater powers had outright sadistic applications.
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It's not normal, of course, and what's actually happening in Comet Kicker's brain is that she's using regular murder as therapy for worse murder. There's a breakdown in the works and all it needs is one good, hard kick.
Clayton perks up when he seeks Evelyn, and gives her a little sideways wave.
"Well Ev, how did the talk with His Highly Thinks of Himselfness?"
"He is a surprisingly nice Highly Thinks of Himselfness." Evelyn says, and that's a genuine sentiment. "We have disagreements on certain things. Let's just leave it at that." Evelyn says.
"Ya know, what we really need to know is where they have their storage, ya know, where museums keep works they're not going to have on display where also they keep and prep before putting a certain piece on display."
"Well, iffin they're anything like us, and the way I see it, a fine painting is no less a work of art than a fine bottle of scotch, I'd wager they've got it holed up in the basement somewhereabouts."
"Oh, that we could all do this job together is all." Clayton shrugs. "Since the offer was extended as such, and since Howard has shown some interest in getting gainfully employed by us, I thought it might make some sense."
"Oh, that we could all do this job together is all." Clayton shrugs. "Since the offer was extended as such, and since Howard has shown some interest in getting gainfully employed by us, I thought it might make some sense."
"You, Velma, and maybe the other two, but as I've previously mentioned, I have no interest in this job." Evelyn says.
"Never were one for big parties, Ev." Clayton points out with good humor. "Fair enough. What'cha think, Vel? Think you, me, and the two newbloods can handle it?"
"No not really, frankly, I don't even really know what's my motivation for doing this myself, maybe its to make sure you don't do anything stupider," The vampire said bluntly.
Howard sighs mentally. He was experienced enough with Kindred to know that a favor owed from the Prince would be worth a dozen from any other vampire in the city; if the group decided against it, he wouldn't stop them... but at the same time, he would still do his damnedest to carry out the job.
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