[Johan]  Ring, ring.  
[David Cohen]  And he rides in the back of the Sedan, eyeing his phone as it rings...ready to vent his spleen at his Primogen, but it isn't her...he answers, "Yes Mr. Uys?"
[Johan]  Bad blood? But the reason i called was i have secured a haven and you might want to see it.
[David]  Absently looks down at his filth covered clothing and smirks, "Are you c-c-certain this is a good t-t-time Mr. Uys?"
[Johan]  Sure, the night is still young.
[David]  "T-t-then I shall join you shortly...your address Mr. Uys?" Taps his driver on the shoulder.
[Johan]  Avenue Anderson  ::yadda yadda ya don't need ta know that for real ya voyer bastards!::
[David Cohen]  "See you in T-t-twenty minutes, have a robe ready." And with that, David hangs up.
[Johan]  Sure.
[Johan]  When David drives up he sees: The building is free standing and has a small private carpark that is closed up from the street with wirefences and a simple lock. The entire lot is 90 by 120 feet.  There are 2 entrances; the front is re-enforced glass and has a big shop window with a collection of jewelery behind it. The back isn`t visible.
*Sanfield Rock Diamond Exchange*
[David Cohen]  Mr. Jenkins, David's driver and much much more pulls up to the front gate, turns back to David and says in Lithuanian, "You look like hell Sir." David simply smiles.
[Johan]  two rent a cops open the doors of the store. And you see Willem ghoul standing here with a robe. The first room you enter is a jeweelry store with several cabinets.
[David Cohen]  "Stay nearby." He says to Mr. Jenkins, David opens his own door...passes by the two rent a cops, if they fail to notice the hole in the back of his head, they'll certainly notice the sewage that coats his pants well above his ankles, he pauses in front of the ghoul with the robe. And simply says, "Hello."
[Johan]  (Willem's Ghoul)  "with the compliments of Mister Uys." When hands over the robe. "Would you like a new suit?"
[David Cohen]  "Eventually, though I'd appreciate a shower first." Taking full advantage of Clan Ventrue's rules of hospitality.
[Johan]  Off course, follow me. I`m afraid i can only offer the employee accommodations. * You pass the counter and an deserted admin area. And then you find yourself in a small bathroom with a cheap shower box.*
[David Cohen]  As David strips he replies, "Neck 6, chest 20, waist 30, length 60...and if you c-c-could fine me a young Eastern European woman...I'd be in your master's debt."
[Johan]  i`ll see what i can do.
[David Cohen]  And he showers...then slips into the offered Robe, his clothing left on a neat pile on the floor, he expects it will be burned.
[Johan]  You hear some telephone traffic in the other room. The suit and escort girl will be here in half an hour, Sir.
[David Cohen]  "Make sure she's well fed. She'll be waiting awhile." Produces two hundred dollars. "T-T-This should ease her wait. C-C-Cable would help as well. "Now, show me t-t-to Mr. Uys."
[Johan]  The bulter takes the 200 with slight disdain. Off course. He leads you from the big begin room, through a deserted gem cutter workroom. And then he knocks, and shows you in an office. The room has no windows and a big desk and a couple of chairs. In a big leather management chair sits Uys.
[David Cohen]  ::to the butler he says:: "T-t-the money is for t-t-the girl." And he steps into the office.
[Willem]  "Johan has long lost his lust for money, Mister Cohen. Please take a seat."
[David Cohen]  ::nods slightly and takes the offered seat::
[Willem]  "What do you think of my new home?"
[David Cohen]  If I didn't know better Mr. Uys, I'd say you were Jewish. Not t-t-that I have anything against t-t-the Chosen people, I was rasied as one after all.
[Willem]  "I`ve dealt with a fair number of them throughout the years, but I was protestant but I fell a bit from that belief since my embrace."
[David Cohen]  As he secures the Robe around his waist he nods, "Such t-t-things happen."
[Willem]  And you? More ortodox christian?
[David Cohen]  David eyes Willem and frowns.
[Willem]  No ok. But to answer your question: no, not jewish.
[David Cohen]  Even in Georgia Mr. Uys. Perhaps...::and his tone grows cold as he speaks in Hebrew:: "You should learn not t-t-to insult t-t-the undisputed masters of t-t-the jewelery business!" ::and then he smiply nods:: T-t-thank you for your hospitality Mr. Uys.
[Willem]  I`m sorry what did you say?
[David Cohen]  David sighs, then asks, "Perhaps you speak Yiddish Mr. Ulys?"
[Willem]  No, i speak English, Afrikaans, and a bit of Swahili.
[David Cohen]  Great for digging t-t-the stones out of the earth, not so great for c-c-cutting them. ::nods::
[Willem]  I`m from the mining area. And this is controlled by European vampires, not Jews. The old tradition of the Jews trading is non existent there. That is more Europeon.
[David Cohen]
Sun Aug 17 3:41:37 You are not in Europe at t-t-the moment Mr. Uys.
[Willem]  I was aware of that. But I can assure you I am the most powerfull broker of diamonds in at least a 100 mile radius.
[David Cohen]  ::nods slightly:: You are in Georgia sir. ::as if this explains his entire point, and it does::
[Willem]  What about Georgia?
[David Cohen]  Mr. Uys, as a rather esteemed Professor at T-T-Tel Aviv University of Law...I must offer t-t-this...do your own research.
[Willem]  Look, Mr. Cohen, I have been in the diamond bussiness before you were even born. I know the industry.
[David Cohen]  Before I "was" born Sir? How old do you t-t-think I am?
[Willem]  80 maybe a 100.
[David Cohen]  Maybe...::he chuckles, turning...so that Willem may see the rather gaping hole in the back of his head::
[Willem]  Well what is your age then?
[David Cohen]  "Maybe one hundred," will serve, t-t-the fact t-t-that you realize I have been dead longer t-t-than I have been alive is enough.
[Willem]  However, you must realize i was already counted among the damned for some time a 100 years ago.  I started out as an undead soldier fighting the Ventrue that Mithras sent to my country.
[David Cohen]  Fought on t-t-the wrong side t-t-then Mr. Uys. Such t-t-things happen.
[Willem]  I fought on the right side.
[David Cohen]  So say t-t-the victors. T-t-the last war "I" fought in, t-t-there were no victors, it all had t-t-to be rehashed thirty years later.
[Willem]  The war in Capetown was stopped by the directors. They sent a nice archon with some choice words. Afterwards the open warfare was over. It took another 100 years to mend the rift between the factions.
[David Cohen]  Mended by a nice young man named Nelson, was it not? :avid smiles::
[Willem]  That savage??? No of course not. That terrorist is responsible for current chaos. If he isn`t a settite ghoul, I will be highly surprised.
[David Cohen]  T-t-to be dealt with by others...now for Sanfield, I shall of c-c-course see you at t-t-the Prince's Gathering?
[Willem]  Of course, Morau said the presentation will be there.
[David Cohen]  I imagine in t-t-this case, our Primogen is c-c-correct.
[Willem]  We will see her in action there I hope.
[David Cohen]  Agreed.
[David Cohen]  I am in your debt. Whatever I share with t-t-the Nosferatu, I shall share with you.
[Willem]  Not a bad deal. I see by the way, that your requested items are ready.
[David Cohen]  I have made c-c-contact with t-t-the Nosferatu and t-t-the Tremere, perhaps you shall t-t-try to do so with t-t-the other C-C-Clans?
[Willem]  I have had a run in with the Giovanni. Not of the good kind.
[David Cohen]  ::turns again, showing the hole in the back of his head:: Better or worse t-t-than this?
[Willem] No violence, just threats.
[Willem] How did you get the hole?
[David Cohen]  ::describes Zaine:: I was insulted, my neck was nearly snapped, and I was shot t-t-twice outside of a C-C-Cigar Lounge on a busy street. All because I asked about a statue and refused t-t-to buy a c-c-cigar.
[Willem]  Sounds like a Brujah or shovelhead.
[David Cohen]  Needless to say...I won't be doing much sight seeing in t-t-the near future.
[Johan]  What doesn`t kill you, makes you stronger or tougher.
[David Cohen]  I am already t-t-though, which is why we are c-c-currently speaking.
[Willem]  Our clan has a tendency of that yes.
[David Cohen]  Indeed.
[Willem]  Well I will see you at Elysium then.
[David Cohen]  Have your butler send t-t-the girl away, with t-t-the two hundred dollars, I aim t-t-to make an impression at C-C-Court.
[Willem]  Usualy showing up injured or hungry is either a sign of urgency or bad taste.
[David Cohen]  I shall be one, but not t-t-the other.
[Willem]  Sure.
[David Cohen]  It would be best...::as David moves toward the office door:: If you show no emotion t-t-toward me at C-C-Court.
[Willem]  You`ll be dead to me.
[David Cohen]  ::nods slightly:: As I have said, I am in your debt.
[Willem]  Good, Johan will see you out.
[David Cohen]  ::turns:: I shall require t-t-the suit. ::.David says to Johan, Willem's Butler::
[David Cohen]
Sun Aug 17 4:53:11 Private Message To Johan: Three hours of chat...=...five days of forum RP  ((Oops!  Not really...))
[Johan]  *In the big room, Johan is standing ready with a fine 3 pieces suit.*
[David Cohen]  As he arrives in wearing only a robe, he eyes Johan. "T-t-the prostitute?"  ::he is told that she has been sent away, with the money David offered::
[Johan]  *After Mister Cohen is changed he is guided outside and the store is closed up behind him.*
[David Cohen]  Mr. Jenkins, Please take us home.  ::and David and Mr. Jenkins are gone::  

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