"I'll..." Warwick gulps. "I'll go bribe the guard. You go down and make the car ready. We can take the body together."
Siti chuckled lightly. "Wise, not to request from me something without knowing the praise I could set for it~" Siti showed a toothy grin. "Very well, young Settite, I will await for you in the car~" She smiled and a moment later shadows seemed to wrap around her. Moment's later, the old professor found himself alone... with his dead student laying on the floor.
The man looked up from his desk, and his eyes focused on Chloe. Almost immediately his features became more... relaxed, as he seemed pleased with her being here. "Ah, Chloe... Evening!" He said as he got up from his seat. "I hope you had a good night?" He asked as he approached the two - the maid, Clara, kept her distance, as she waited a little behind and to the right of Chloe.
“Yes it was most pleasant. My first true sleep of the dead. I did get a bit lost but Clara was kind enough to bring me here.” I look back and smile at the maid. “So shall we begin?”
Warwick looks down at the body with a frown. He feels no pity, but the loss of such an attractive and depraved young woman stings. Finally, he picks himself up and heads to bribe the guard down in the car park.
"Indeed." The man said, his voice calm as he agreed with Chloe. "Come - it's time for you to take your first lessons." He said as he started walking, moved past Clara and after a short walk entered an elevator. As the two entered, he pushed the level -1 button. The elevator, started moving.
As he approached the man in the parking booth, he realised that he found the light of street lights somewhat irritating. He also realised how much sharper his senses had become. Not to mention, his fitness. Soon he approached the small booth on the parking loot. He could hear the tv playing and working loudly, the guard sitting in front of it... he seemed... sleepy, if not outward sleeping.
Hector smiled. "First, we will go with the basics. We will teach you feeding." He said as the elevator stopped. As it opened the two started walking, and soon they were by the car. A modern looking, black Honda. Hector opened the car and sat on the driver's seat. Soon, he started the engine, and the two vampires, were driving out of the garage, on the busy street. "So, do you have idea of the place for feeding?" He asked.
Warwick shields his eyes slightly, jogging softly across the parking lot - not fast enough to seem strange in front of the cameras, but fast enough to enjoy his newfound fitness, free of aches and pains in his muscles. He has to suppress a whoop of delight, and the sadness of losing his student is forgotten for now. "McKay?" Warwick asks, tapping the glass, seeing if the guard will wake up.
There was a grunt from the man - who's heart quickly quickened as he grabbed the pilot and changed the chanel - the tv changed from showing a porn movie to a tenis match. "Y-yeah?" The guard turned and looked at the profesor. "Oh, Mister Warwick! Going home?" He asked as he smiled.
It would need to be somewhere I could find someone, but also somewhere I could be discrete. Perhaps a library or museum?
Warwick smirks knowingly as the channel changes, but doesn't bring it up. "Actually, I'm expecting a little company. Time for a smoke break?" He asks casually, just as he has the many times he's had the man turn a blind eye. "I might take a while. I have some stuff I want to try." He slips him $50, and then another crisp $50 bill. "Why don't you have a few smokes?" He asks, the extra 50 an extra. Remembering Siti mentioned he should have some kind of power of persuasion, he tries to figure out if he can activate it to make sure McKay doesn't get suspicious?"
"Oh, that's surprising." Hector hummed with a light smile as he changed the direction of the car. "I would take you for one of the girls that enjoy disco." He hummed as he moved the car to the main lane. "Maybe not museum. You see, our clan is one who's weakness is fascination with art. If we went to museum, we could stay there, charmed by the art and artefacts until sun rose." He hummed. "Clans... The vampires are not all the same. The first vampires had talents that made them different from each other. They passed those unique talents and weaknesses to their Childer - the vampires they embraced. We are of clan Toreador. Our weakness is fascination..." Hector explained.
Spoiler: Presence Guard 8+1 vs DC 10+1 - fail Warwick feels the pulse of his blood, the drain - and he instinctively knows what to do - the guard's eyes glassen as he looked at professor with Awe. Spoiler: Persuasion 18, 14 vs DC 8 - 2 successes As he speaks, he can see, that the guard becomes so much more receptive. "Oh, of course, professor!" He says enthusiastically. "And, know need for that between friends~" he said as he waved the cash away. "Hmm... I think I will go to have a rest for... An hour?" He suggested with a smile.
"That'd be fantastic." Warwick can barely keep his smile even as he feels the power, the sheer potential his new ability can give him. He wants to go out, to find a woman and seduce her, to use her for his pleasure and then taste her... No, he has to keep his head on straight or he'll get caught. "Thanks, McKay." He smiles politely as the man heads off to give him privacy. He steps into the guard booth, moving to the computers. He turns the cameras off, before rewinding for good reference to find the footage of his student entering the building and delete it. Job done, he heads back to the office so he can move the body.
As he checked the tape, Warwick paused - there was another student who approached the building with Lara - it was Stacey! He observed as the two walked together, before bidding each other goodbye. Then Stacey moved to the parking lot, and joined her mother - professor Karen. The duo entered the car and drove away. The man finished deleting the footage and returned back to office. The car was already waiting outside, near the back of the building.
Warwick watches the two blondes on the footage, licking his lips as his hunter's mind evaluates them as prey, before his senses return. "Damn it... She might have told Stacey about what she and I do..." He thinks to himself in irritation. "Do I silence them? But... If tonight turns into a massacre that's just as bad for me." He bites his lip in irritation, wincing as the fang lightly breaks the skin. He tries to remember everything he can about Stacey and her mother - if she's in any of his classes, how his relationship is with Karen, how close Lara and Stacey were, etc. He brings the body to the car, hurriedly stuffing it in the trunk.
Mackay threw Lara over his shoulder with surprising ease. He carried her through the corridors, like a sack of potatoes, and he barely felt the weight. The smell of her sex made his nose tingle. As he walked, he remembered that Karen seemed to be one of those cold teachers who kept their distance... and her daughter seemed to be following in her mother's heels, with her way of doing things. But there were rumours of her being a bi-curious and experimenting. The old man opened the trunk and put the blond into it, making sure the entire body was inside before closing the trunk. Now, that the body was hidden, he was calming down a little. He noticed Siti, looking at him through the back mirror of the car she was sitting in.
