It has been over a fortnight since Court and Solomon can find neither hide nor hair of Bellisa. Her club is under construction. He couldn't find anyone their that knew anything. It was frustrating. He really didn't know where to look. Before he went charging off, bothering the Prince with such matters, he felt that he should tune his ear to the word on the street. From what he understands, Valentine and Tommy are the men to ask.

He enters the club, his fedora tipped low, the collar of his duster popped high. His long coat conceals his blade. His powers of obfuscate conceal his iron facade.

He scans the crowd for the motley duo.

2009-01-26 20:15:34 Solomon rolls 7 dice to Perception+Alertness; +1diff Club Atmosphere (Diff 7) 9,2,7,8,10, 4,1,8 (4 successes)

Tommy is such a predictable regular you might wonder if hes plugged into the wall behind his booth. The perpetually wasted Toreador is in his usual place, his usual fur lined pornstar coat, his usual oversized, neon colored sunglasses and his usual assortment of drugged up floozies.

Tommy is slouched real low, probably flowing with some heroin in his viens from the obvious bottle-blond at his left side. He lazily tells a story about this great 'show' he was at not too long ago while waving around a drink he hasnt touched nice and slow in the air for emphasis.

Solomon makes a B line through the crowd to Tommy. He stands across the table from the inebriated Toreador and eyes the flock gathered 'round. Tipping his hat in a show of etiquette, he speaks in an austere tone.

"I need to speak with you."

Tommy stares at Solomons face for an unneccessarily long moment. He finally decides he knows him and waves a hang at his gathered flock.

'Begone pidgeons! Daddy has to do buisness... Get me a cold drink.'

He adds, shoving his glass in the hands of the bad bottle blond as she gets up. Tommy likely employs some manner of supernatural attraction to keep his friends in line. He has about as much charm as a house fire most nights. When the little gathering finally disperses Tommy will speak up to Solomon in his slurred voice.

'So are you Solomon or Hyde? You fuckers an your hats always get me so mixed up..'

Solomon stares at him, uttering not a sound. The look in his eyes seems to imply that he is either thinking very hard or is just simply confused. He glances around before locking eyes with Tommy once more.

"Solomon."

He pauses for a moment, before speaking again, watching for a reaction from the degenerate.

2009-01-28 00:44:11 Solomon rolls 7 dice to Perception+Empathy 10,5,8,3,4, 7,4,9 (4 successes)
[[I didn't know whether I should raise or lower the difficulty based on the fact that Tommy is wasted... so i just kept it even.]]

"I'm looking for Bellisa. For one reason or another, she has become very difficult to locate."

If theres one thing about Tommy he is usually very honest. His inhibitions have been stabbed, blown and drank away over life and though its not quite as easy needing a bloody fix, he still manages to keep himself nice and loose.

'You know Solomon. Noones heard from or seen that overbearing, militant bitch for quite a while. Looks like her clubs gone and changed hands too. Maybe she skipped town after dragging us all into a sewer for court!'

Tommy suddenly laughs uproarously, but it quickly turns to a sound like he feels sick. Tommy was probably the only Toreador who didnt mind the sewer. We cant all have Casinos and penthouse suites...

'Why you lookin for her anyway?'

"We must make preparations for war..."

He casts his gaze about the room, seeming almost nervous for a moment. Placing his hands on the table, he leans closer to Tommy.

"The Prince appointed her to be my tactical adviser... for the siege."

He stands upright, looking over his shoulder, then back again.

"Do you know anywhere else she frequents?... Or anyone else that would know more about her... Time is of the essence and my patience for the damnable harlot is wearing thin."  

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'Bitch wasnt exactly social. Dont think she liked Roses too much either...'

Tommy gives a habitual paranoid glance around the room when Solomon keeps looking over his shoulder. Nothing seems out of place and Tommy sinks into relaxation again.

'V had better luck with her. You can ask him, but last he told me she was just an old xenophobic bitch playing goth in her club. My moneys on her skipping town. Your probably better off without her thinkin shes in charge..'

He takes in Tommy's advise, nodding at his words. He takes another look around and leans in closer to his hedonistic acquaintance.

"Where is Valentine?"

Tommy flicks his chin and raises his arm to point a pale finger across the bar. Valentine usually sticks close to the bar itself, its the best place to pick up tipsy brunettes.

 I look up at Tommy's nod and start toward the two men. At first I think it might be that fellow that came in awhile back looking for Zaine, but upon closer inspection it doesn't appear to be the case.

"Evening gentlemen," hoping for some hint from Tommy about whom this other fellow is.

"Valentine," as I offer my hand to the man in the coat and fedora, "and you are?"

I shake the offered hand, nodding to the gentleman. I am thankful to be dealing with the more respectable of the infamous duo.

"Solomon."

I pause a moment, waiting for recognition to kick in before continuing.

"I'm looking for information on Bellisa."  

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 He smiles in a grin at his name, now he knows why he had not recognized him from across the bar.

"Bellisa huh? Well I ran over a few things with her, did a few favors and then she split town as far as I know. I heard she was from Port Lussaria or somewhere up in that area, maybe she couldn't take it and up and left to go back there. You know how rough our council plays and she seemed to take their snubs very personally. I don't know it for certain though, but she always seemed to come out regularly and lord it over the rest of us, I can't imagine she could disappear for a few months and not see anyone," with a sophisticated air as if he himself have puzzled this out over these last few months and had been waiting for someone to tell.

"I know she hung over at the Banshee, did you go over there and check it out? I heard that one of the Giovanni was running the place now and had changed the staff, but that's really second hand gossip and could be wrong."

He sort of shrugs his shoulder and gives a pretentious grin as if he might know a bit more, but is acting coy. Finding a Harpy does have its price, especially if you want hard to get info.

Solomon listens intently, his face a neutral slate. He's feels lucky to know someone like Valentine, even if the information he provides doesn't always seem relevant. Some dross turns out to be gold in the end.

"I went by the Banshee... but I didn't find anyone that knew anything."

He rubs his chin, pondering the rumor.

"The Giovanni, you say?... That is most interesting..."

His mind seems to wander for a moment, his eyes taking on a far off look as he stares blankly past the blue blood. He shakes his head, pulling himself from his deep contemplation. Leaning closer, he locks eyes with Valentine.

"You wouldn't happen to know the location of her haven... would you?"

2009-01-29 15:10:32 Solomon rolls 7 dice to Perception+Empathy 9,8,5,7,2, 1,3 (2 successes)  

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He raises his eyebrows a bit at his closeness, not that it really is anything other than an annoyance. The kooks are certainly unpredictable to say the least and prolonging his presence might just end up becoming worse then anything he might get out of him.

"Are you talking about the same high and mighty queen of the universe, I have no friends and am completely paranoid Bellisa I'm talking about? If so, then no I don't think anyone might know that. She had a certain charm for driving away anyone that might have given a damn. You could ask Zaine or Carter, they might know, but somehow I doubt they would either," with a nonsensical look on his face.

2009-01-29 15:33:12 Valentine rolls 6 dice to Man+Sub 3,6,1,5,5, 10 (1 success)(Not that he is lying per se', he just is certainly giving you the condensed version, though it might be your closeness alone that had quickened his response)  

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Nodding thoughtfully at the response, Solomon considers his options. He had feared from the start that his search would end in him having to inquire to the Prince or Zaine. Questioning the sheriff was not really an option. Any information gathered would likely be a lie and any interaction would probably lead to a confrontation. On the other hand, Solomon has no desire to bother Carter with his investigation.

He was at a stalemate. Perhaps he just has to trust in fate to lead him where he was meant to go.

"Thank you for the help, gentlemen."

He tips his hat to the pair.

"If you have need of me, you know where I can be found..."  

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