"Finally"

She whispers to herself, as she walks up toward the stairs to her apartment. That was a rather long walk. She knew she would have to invest in a bike. A scooter would be nice. She couldn't wait to get these heels off and slip into her sandals and pants. This place is just too stuffy in personality and cold in temperature. Slowly making her way up the stairs she reaches into her purse, and roots through to find her keys to this place. She never had to worry about locking her house up in her home land. Ma'at, how things are diffrant.

It just so happens that Gand owns the apartment across the hall. This is just one of his many hiding places and he is likely to startle Hebony when he flings open the door behind her while she is looking for her keys.

'God damn girl it took you long enough!'

Hey yells before even looking to see whos heels were actually clicking up the hall. he was clearly expecting someone else.

The door flings open, he yells, she screams out almost hissing dropping her keys. 2008-12-20 08:36:36 Hebony rolls 5 dice to to being startled 8,8,5,10,6 (will)(4 successes)   She feels her heart pounding in her chest. For a moment she just stares at this strange man.  2008-12-20 08:40:04 Hebony rolls 3 dice to studing the strange man 10,5,9 Perception+alertness(2 successes).

"Ra damn you. Do not do that." She knew better then to curse like that, but sometimes those things just slip. "I do not know who you think I am. I assure you, though, you are wrong."  

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Gand should give Hebony some odd sensations. He carries alot of strange resonance that usually make people decide he is a pervert real quick. Something about him just says he is undressing her with his eyes, even if hes wearing ridiculously large aviators indoors. He wears a light grey suit that looks like it was very fine and expensive but that he likely slept in it. Looking real close she may even notice some small flecks of white powder on his black tie.

2008-12-20 10:47:56 Gand the Great rolls 6 dice to Perception+Alertness 5,2,2,8,5, 8 (2 successes)

Gand looks her over and decides he agrees. She certainly isnt who he was waiting for, but shes interesting none the less. He sniffs oddly and leans against his doorframe finally speaking to her.

'So you must be the reason i cant have this whole floor to myself.'

She still studies him, he's a pervert. He's crude, and he's an American each one of those is worse then the last.

"You must be the reason for my future sleepless nights. At least now I will be able to put a face to the obsene sounds I hear through the walls"

She was trained to be polite but only if they give it in return. THIS man is not giving that politeness. She notes the white powder, and is pretty sure she doesn't want to know what it is. Noticing the suit and the exchange they have. He mistook her for a hooker.

Gand gives a big, white toothed smile when she calls him the reason for her future sleepless nights and extends his right hand to her.

'You are absolutely right about that one. My name is Gand, youll hear it screamed alot.'

Gand tips his head, the aviators sliding down a bit to reveal the bloodshot whites of his eyes. Either this man never sleeps or he is a hard drug user; or possibly both.

'Guess we are going to be neighbors, then?'

"Hebony. I just hope you keep it confined to the day time. I may be most cranky if awoken at night"

She can't help but smirk a little at his appearance. His rather pathetic. But interesting none the less. That, and she doesn't' want to go through the netherworld with someone living so close to her.

"It seems we are going to be neighbors. Horus help me"

2008-12-20 11:07:46 Gand the Great rolls 6 dice to Intel+Occult 5,8,9,7,5, 6 (4 successes)

As high as he may be, Gand is very sharp and picks up on her odd curses. He strokes his stubbled chin for a moment and looks at her.

'Horus eh? Are you one of those Wiccan weirdos who thinks old dead gods are listening or are you just really not from around here?'

He digs in his suitcoat pockets but comes up empty handed.

'You dont smoke do you?'  

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"No" She whispers then speaks clearer "No, I am not from here. I just arrived from my homeland ,Egypt,this morning. I also do not smoke"

A weirdo? He thinks she's a weirdo? OK, this one will get a steaming pile of poop on his door step tomorrow if he keeps this up.

"Besides, you should not talk about someone being weird. You look as though you do not sleep, or have a healthy lifestyle."

'I sleep and my lifestyle hasnt killed me yet.'

Gand says rather dryly as if he hears that assessment alot. Or at least he used to.

'And besides, if i kick off this apartment is three times the size of yours so you should snap it up before someone else does.'

He motions back towards his apartment with a thumb for emphasis. Behind the place is dimly lit but hs obviously telling the truth. The decor and furniture are very rich bachelor pad. He finally gives up on finding his cigarettes and instead crosses his arms.

'So your a recent immigrant. Interesting; you here for school or work or to blow something up?'  

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She notes he's rich she begins to wonder where he gets his money. She wants to know a little more about him.

"I am about to attend the University here, and I just received a job at the Museum. "

Gand, This man is really beginning to catch her interest. Not sexually. She wouldn't touch him with someone else's privates, if she could help it. She notes the dryness in his tone.

"I assume you hear that phrase a lot, much like people ask me what building I'm going to blow up. Yes, it gets old."

Gand nods twice, slowly. If shes a univerirsity student shes likely in her early twentys. That makes him easily ten years older than her.  

'Alright. How about this; I wont make any more terrorist jokes if you stop talking to me like I need an intervention.'

He offers, serious.

She tilts her head, and nods

"That is acceptable, yes I will agree to that. Tell me a little about yourself Mr Gand"

Yes she looks young. Wanting to get off of her feet, she slowly sits down on the stairs placing her purse and keys on her lap.

'Just Gand.'

He habitually corrects. Normally Gand would invite her inside but he can only imagine what dead god she would curse in her refusal to enter his apartment.

'Well youve already deduced that im a single, abrasive and devilishly handsome man.'

Gand flatters himself and moves out of his doorway to mimic her and take a seat on the stairs. He makes sure to give her a good amount of personal space...

'I run The White Rabbit club down the street, keep odd hours and my neighbors are never cute, foreign college girls.'

He grins to himself and looks down the stairs hearing a door open. When its not his expected date, but just another resident he looks to Hebony.

'What about you, why Georgia of all places? Why not go to school in New York or Los Angeles.. or hell, Boston.'

This makes her blink. Its rare that she's called cute.

"My family wanted me to come to America, mostly, to find a good home to extend the family connections."

She puts that as delicately as she can. Then pauses before continuing.

"I choose this state because I understood the museum is top notch with it comes to items of the occult and history. Both are my passions."

As she did with Mr Longstreet she keeps her feet planted firmly on the ground, and turns her body to face him ,giving him all of her attention.So he runs a club. That explains the money. His lifestyle explains why he is single. How interesting.

Her mannerisms are odd. Gand is so used to dealing with strippers, or crazy women like Alice and Nikki that hes not sure what to make of Hebony. He will chalk it up to culture shock.

'Did you hear about the crazy break-in that went down at the museum about a week ago? Someone made off with an Ivory coconut or some weird fruit thats supposed to be priceless.'

Gand shares the only gossip he knows about the local museum. He has never been there and even fakes sickness to avoid being dragged there once by Alice.

'Are you mostly into Egyptology or do you have other occult interests as well?'  

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"No I was not here a week ago."

She tilts her head a little hearing about those rumors. How interesting. She might have to do some research on that.

"All of the occult interests me. I have seen some things in that area, but I would love to see more"

Yes this area interests her and this is obvious. She seems to be warming up only slightly. It is hard for her to get use to how everyone here acts. She did a lot research. In some cases that was all she would do because of her need to find an answer.

Gand chuckles dryly, looking from her down the hall again. He finally takes off his large aviators and slips them into his coat, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

'Yeah that makes sense. I mean if i lived in Egypt and was interested in ancient egyptian history id move to Georgia too...'

Gand says, sarcastic. He assumes she has another, more secretive reason for coming here. Like most people he knows he assumes shes running away from someone or something. He honestly doesnt want to know, he has enough problems of his own to deal with right now.

'Have us Americans really plundered that much of your history that you have to leave the country it came from to study it?'

She raises an eyebrow. Her patiences in him is wanning a lot. Taking a deep breath in she has to remember to be polite. Then again, he could help her. Then again he has a better chance of dieing of O.D then of actually helping her.

"While your people have stolen a lot of relics of other cultures. That is not the reason I chose this area. I was hoping to find a decent home. I understood this to be a quiet relatively safe area."

Of course, she was not going to tell him that she wanted to set up a den here. She also wasn't going to tell him that she was sent to "freshen the blood of the tribe". After all, he might volunteer, and she would sooner use him as a scratching post. Now she really needed to get a cup of coffee.

'Keep your head down and you can make any place safe enough.'

Gand could give her a diatribe of horrible things that happen in this city but the girl seems freaked out enough.

'I have a few friends of scholarly bend, I might send them your way at the museum sometime.'

Gand offers little hope. His friends are dropping like flies and most have better things to do thatn discuss Egyptology with a stranger; intruiging as she may be. Gand looks up again as a tall woman with dark hair, a skirt suit and a briefcase in her left hand exits the elevator and heads towards them.

'Well it was nice to meet you Hebony and if you ever meet a woman named Aurora; dont believe a word she says about me.'