#ccsemberclub

Then, he seems to catch a scent, not in the crowd, but down an alley. Forgetting he is NOT a bloodhound, Hugh lets loose a howl and heads that way racing!

Stodgepole rolls his eyes, and follows, slipping a little trick into his hand as he goes.

Good lord, that dog..err employee, will be the death of his kneecaps

As he closes on the scene, he hears a voice "Whose fucking dog is this?"

"Man, damned if I know" Another says

Two men, early twenties, are shoving something into a dumpster...paint cans

First things first; he veils himself..

And done

The two look nervous as this rotweiler growls at them

He glides forward, moving to attract as little attention as possible and when in position he gives each of them a little stick. A small poke with a fine-tipped little friend. Night-night.

And veiled as he is... well, they don't notice until it's too late. THUMP THUMP

"Hmph." He eyes them sourly and removes the veil after he pockets the little friends carefully.

Hugh has turned back into a two legger

Stodgepole goes through thier pockets without hesitation and with familiarity about how to do it.

Oh, he finds phones, and wallets... looks like this was planned judging by the text. They were NOT happy about that Drag Performer that played at the club two weeks ago

"Deeeeeeelightful....." he murmurs with dark pleasure "Oh dear, my boys, you have given us such fun to play with....."

"Miss CC will want to play too, boss, or is this meant to be a surprise for her?"

"Oh, I know she will want to play, yes. I hope it will be a pleasant surprise for her."

Hugh 's brow knits "What ab out the marking they peeed all over the club?"

"I've called in cleaners." he doesn't seem so worried "We've worked to make ourselves community members through volunteering and donations, holding fundraisers and such. I also think I have enough dirty to discourage bad press."

Hugh relaxes and nods. He helps pick up the vandals. He's a strong fellow "Okay"

Stodgepole stops him. "Bind them, gag them, hide them here and keep an eye on them. I'll figure out how to move them in a bit. I want to check on the Club and contact Miss CC.

Hugh wags, and gets to it as directed.

And William goes to call Callidora while walking back to the Club.

CC answers "What's the sitch, man o Mine?"

He explains tersely.... and then reveals his possession of the miscreants and thier helplessness. ".... and so of course I thought of spoiling you some more."

"ooo baby" A smile that is TANGIBLE through the phone like, almost wicked "My word. What do you think? Arrange it so they cant get pleasure without wearing women's underwear? Have them hypnotized by Drag Queens in the future? So many options"

"Come and collaborate with me, Dearest."

"On my way, darling" She purrs

He continues on to meet her at the Club, and checks on the workcrew there.

The crew, true to form, is already removing the vandalism

He nods to himself.

And CC is coming up to the doors, dressed fantastically, you'd never know earlier this morning she had rollers in her hair and an ugly yellow terry cloth robe on her body

Mind you, to his eyes she is gorgous in or out of anything at all.

"As you see, Dearest, all is being put right. Hugh is around the corner with our new friends."

He's been scrolling through their messages; were they sent or encouraged by another or did they come up with this all on thier own?

"We really should commend the company we keep on retainer for this sort of thing to other people. They deserve good word of mouth for prompt response"

"Consider it done."

Looks like the yahoos are part of a 'Reel Amerikan Paytriot Milita'

You can't say there was a mastermind, but there are some 'influencers' that gave them the idea but tried to make it look like it was 'just a thought'

"Ooo, the guest list just got a little bigger, Dearest." he shows her.

"Oh do tell" She looks over "Looks like a small group, a milita of 'ten' or so.. course that may not include their 'all American wives' why are these groups always so sexist on top of it?"

"I think it's all part of the mindset."

"Pathetic" She scoffs

"Agreed. Now...." he leads her past the workers into the Club; all is well within?

They're curious, but professional enough that they hold that curiosity or at least don't let it slow them down from their jobs

Stil, Rocco says "Boss, Hugh okay? He was hard on himself for not catching this earlier and I haven't seen him this morning"

"He was dandy the last time I saw him. He's watching over our criminals."

"GOod to know" Rocco grins , his smile like a great white "Oh so we got our hands on them . Oh my, when you two get bored with them, let me know?"

"Rocco, I think we're pulling rank on this one and there may not be left overs " CC tuts "But we'll let you know if that changes"