Chloe thought. Getting out of the city would be best, but I doubt we could return before sunrise. Also, who knows what's out there, and Hector would be nowhere near to help. I can't stomach discarding Damian like trash… “A construction site will do. Are there any we have influence over?” Chloe asked, settling on her course of action.
Clara frowned. "No." She answered sharply. "Here." She grabbed a bag and threw it to Chloe. "Take out a phone and find something." She said as she turned the car. "I will be looking around as we drive..."
Chloe pulled out the phone and began to search for construction projects. Finally, she happened upon one that seemed promising. "It says here that construction on the new Globe Theater has been halted due to funding issues. Seems promising. No one will be coming in, and there should be some great hiding spots."
Clara frowned. "I would prefer something more active. The inactive construction sites are places where the homeless are active. The body could be found by accident. In an active site, we could easily find someplace that was or will be flooded with cement. That, and at this time, it would be pretty much empty." She explained her reasoning. "But if we don't find anything, we shall use the Theater."
Chloe furrowed her brow and searched the internet again. “They’re still working on the new Oncology wing of the hospital. There should be plenty of spots there, and it is near a place we want to see suspicious going past this time of night.”
Clara frowned. "That... Isn't this hospital open at night?" She checked the location and shook her head. "No, this is army's hospital. Find something civilian and that is not open at night. Dealing with one guard should be enough - open hospital is where we find more guards... And maybe some vampires." She turned to another street, making a circle.
Chloe looks at Clara, a bit perturbed at all her ideas being shot down. “There is a sky scraper being built not to far away. Forty stories tall. Will that work?”
Clara hummed. "The tallest skyscraper in the city... You don't aim low... There will be probably more guards there then normal... But, well, we can check." 'That was from far notrh Sóley - ÆVINTÝR. Just a sample of magical music that is out there, just ready to be discovered. We are finishing our first hour of our meeting, and shall continue with alternative to mainstream this night, just as we are every other night... You are listining to Kate Duckalis on the Dark Side of Music where we discover the charm of less traveled songs. And now, Samaris starting with Góða Tungl.' the speaker oon the radio stopped talking and music started playing Since the audition started an hour ago, it was just third time Kate Duckalis spoke in her throaty calm voice. As Clara started making a turn, not speaking as soft tune played. It didn't take long for Clara to slow down and stop in front of construction site. The building was maybe halfway built in raw height, there were a couple of lites on the site, and the two could see a guard's both standing next to the gate.... Gate that was closed.
“Let me out here, and I’ll get the guard's attention,” Chloe said, exiting the car still in her dress. She messed up her hair and stomped hard with her shoe to break off the heel. Finally, she bit her lip to break the skin and walked toward the guard. “Hello? Is anyone here? Please? I could use some help?”
This is bad... Even with my powers, getting the whore upstairs with multiple people in the house is a tall order. He decides to wait a while longer to see if anything changes.
As Chloe spoke, there was a stear in guard's house booth. After a moment, a sleepy looking, disheveled man walked out. He was overweight and his skin had light grease. He definitely was not taking care of himself. "Yes?" He asked, as he walked out and turned to her, yawning lightly.
As he awaits, he realises that someone came to the room under witch's window he was waiting. As he waited, he realised it were two maids who came in to clean the room. One opened a window, to let in some fresh air. The two worked short... and after a couple of minutes, Warwick realised that the sounds of the two working came silent. As he glanced inside he realised that the room was dark, but thankfully the maids left the window open. Spoiler: Perception 17 vs DC 10 - success He paused as he heard something. His eyes searched the darkness, and realised that the maids were still inside. They were in the corner of the room, away from the light. Light moans of pleasure reached his ears. The two were preoccupied with each other... and if he moved quietly enough, he should be able to sneak his way past them... or he could wait and watch.
“Oh, thank god, I could really use your help,” Chloe says, looking desperate, her big doe eyes glistening. “The guy I was with kicked me out of his car when I wouldn’t do what he wanted. I told him I’m not like that I’m a good girl. He got so mad! I thought he was going to hit me. Can you please help me?”
Spoiler: Social 16, 16 vs DC 10 - 2 successes The man blinked but then shook his head. "Ah, there are assholes like that miss. Some just were not raised up properly." He then looked at her and nodded his head. "How about I call you a cab?" He suggested. "Alternatively, if you have tickets, you can use the bus, tram or subway to get to your other. The stops of all three are quite close."
Warwick grins widely as he watches the maids, heading back to the van, as he goes to quietly return the married woman inside and lay her on the bed.
Chloe stops and looks at the giant skeleton of the partially complete skyscraper. “That is impressive.” She turns and smiles at the guard, giving him doe eyes. “Uhm, do you think you could give me a tour?”
Warwick returned to the van and threw the simply clad woman over his shoulder. He then started moving around the bushes, in the cover of night, as he approached the villa. As he returned to the room, he could still hear moans of two maids coming from inside, even if a little louder. They also turned of the light, as they were in complete darkness. Spoiler: sneak 20 vs DC 10 - critical success He easily sneaked through the window, and exited the room, leaving the two unclad scissoring maids behind. He moved quietly, easily evading any personnel and guards - as few as they were, before he reached the top floor. It was evidently the bedroom, with quite a nice view of the houses below and the city. The mortal woman moaned as he lay her on the bed. He checked the jacket and soon found the envelope with the compromising photos... Now... Siti wanted to make this a message...
"Eh... it's to be twice as big when they finish it." The man shook his head. "Money hit them in the head. They build it extensively big destroying the sight of the city. You can't see beautiful old buildings from the previous century... or the older ones. These eyesores cover everything... and don't really look that good." The security guard shook his head. Spoiler: Social 20, 8 vs DC 10 - critical success The guard shrugged. "I am not opposed, but, for now this is just naked concrete. There is not much to see beyond what you see now. Just floors and walls." He pointed at the skeletal construction. "And it's damn windy out there."
Chloe leaned against the guard, letting the blood flow to warm her flesh. “Perhaps if we stick close together, the wind won’t be so bad?”
The man blinked as he looked her over. "Oh, my apologies! You are so pale - the cold must be really getting into you!" He exclaimed. "Please! Come with me to the booth." He said as he started leading her into the small guard booth. "So, do you maybe have anyone to pick you up?" He asked.
