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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 2:29:27 GMT
After talking to the book he would make his way to Club pLace. Angel had heard from everyone he talked to, if you need answers, you go to Cho.
It would take Angel a bit since he had to walk but since he had been there before he knew where he was going, and how to get there.
Once he got there he would walk up to the bouncers who were there to make sure humans didn't get in and nod at them. Once he was given permission to enter he would walk up to the bar. Taking an open seat he would look around to see if he could spot Cho, if he saw her he would wave. If not he would wait.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 3:18:26 GMT
As always, the inside of the club would be filled to capacity with dancing, drinking, and enjoying their time being able to be themselves. The black and white dance floor had very little room, and most of the Kindred were dancing close together, practically touching. There were only a few empty seats at the bar, but Angel managed to snag one. The bartender closest to him was a youthful looking American and she moved over to him, flipping her bar towel over her shoulder.
"Can I get you something?" she asked in a soft, Texan drawl.
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 3:37:05 GMT
Angel smiled and nodded at the woman.
"Yes ma'am. I'm looking for Cho if you happen to know where she is. I have need for... Her specialties."
He would say as if it was some secret code. But he was sure this girl probably knew exactly what he meant.
"If she's here could ya point me in the direction to find her or if you wouldn't mind let her know that Angel Mau is here to see her."
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 3:45:45 GMT
"Cho? Oh! You mean Kido!"
The American smiled widely and turned to try and wave the other bartender down. The brunette Asian turned, still pouring the beer that she held in one hand. Her eyes glittered as she caught sight of Angel.
"One moment!" Cho cooed. "I'll be right with you."
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 4:01:23 GMT
"Take your time!"
Angel would reply happily. He would be smiling. Cho was always nice. He liked her. He would sit there and watch the room as he waited for her.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 4:12:22 GMT
The room continued to move all around him as he waited. She had a few people that she needed to serve before she could switch places with the bartender that had originally greeted the Tremere. The two girls gave each other a high five as they passed each other just behind the counter of the bar, grinning at each other. She passed by a few patrons who hadn't been waiting nearly as long as poor Angel, weaving her way immediately to him.
Dropping her towel onto the counter, she began to lightly cleaning up whatever mess somebody had left behind, not bothering to ask any questions about what had caused it. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know.
"Greetings, Angel Mau. How can I help you tonight?"
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 4:42:11 GMT
Angel bowed his head in respect with a smile on his face.
"Hello, I hope you are doing well thos night ma'am."
He would say as a formal introduction. But he was here for business.
"I am actually here because word has it that if I need information about... Well anything, that you're the person I need to talk to. Is that correct?"
He would ask her professionally. He didn't want to seem rude but he was here for a reason, and while not immediately urgent. It was still important.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 4:54:11 GMT
Information. That made her face light up in a brilliant smile. She was well known as the Harpy, the voice of the city. She knew everything that happened in her city, and she didn't mind sharing her well, so long as the person could pay her price. She glanced around the bar, then called out to the other 'tender. "Hey, Annie, you cover the bar for a little while, alright? Mister Mau and I need to go to the back room. I'll let you off early."
She didn't seem to mind and shrugged. Cho laughed quietly, then motioned for Angel to follow her, leading him through the crowd of Kindred and to one of the back rooms, hidden by closed doors that seemed to blend in to the wall. "This way, Angel."
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 4:58:58 GMT
Angel nodded and followed her silently. She obviously wanted to have this conversation somewhere more comfortable and more than likely, somewhere with less ears. He could understand, and respect, that decision.
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 5:08:16 GMT
The room was a comfortable, plush room, full of overstuffed chairs and couches. There were no windows, no mirrors, and no way for the sun to get in to the room, and by the blankets and pillows that decorated the couch in the corner, it seemed that a Kindred of some kind slept here during the daylight hours. Yet, Cho's disgust at the "mess," which included aforementioned blanket, made it just as obvious that it was not here.
She closed the door behind Angel, the soundproof room unnervingly quiet after the pounding music of the club.
"Here we go," she cooed. "Privacy."
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 5:23:21 GMT
Angel smiled.
"Thank you."
He would say looking about the room. Looking for a spot to sit. After looking around he gave up and just focused on Cho.
"So I am here to ask if you've heard anything about things called Sargon Fragments?"
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 5:27:00 GMT
She held up a single finger as soon as he asked his question, her eyes glittering.
"I understand that you're new here, Mister Angel Mau, but that isn't how this goes. I am the Harpy of this City. Do you know what that means?"
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 5:27:52 GMT
"I..."
Angel thought about it for a moment before shaking his head.
"No ma'am I don't..."
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Post by Prince Amy O'Connor on Mar 7, 2016 5:30:53 GMT
"I am Harpy. I am the Voice of the City. I make sure to take care of everything that needs to be taken care of... So I'm aware of everything in this city. But it comes at a price."
She smiled again, brushing her fingers through her hair and letting it fall back into her face, her smile a little edgier than it had been moments before. There was a hardness in her eyes that was so often ignored.
"So tell me. What do you have to offer me in exchange for this information?"
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 7, 2016 5:55:48 GMT
Angel hesitated... He really didn't have any more money after the Valentine incident... However...
"In terms of payment I don't have much of any 'inheritance' left... However. I am able to see and eventually be able to interact with ghosts, spirits, and wraiths. Eventually I'll even be able to enter the shadow realm. So what I offer you as payment is a favor. I can offer you secrets of the dead. Just tell me who you want me to speak to and I'll get everything I can. More than that I don't really have anything of value other than physical labor of sorts."
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