#kc_necropolis

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The auditions over, those in charge of the casting thanked many folks telling they would get news soon within the week. They try to play things close to their chest.

Our dear William (Or is it Bertino today?) switches into the extra set of costumes and follows a certain young satyress as she heads out.

He does cast an eye to see which way Autumn goes, but not at the risk of losing his prey....

Alas, they split, though Autumn seems fine. Magdalene gets waits for her turn at a public bus stop.

He scans quickly for a taxi, weighing the risk of getting on the bus with her to being made to losing her while waiting for other transportation.

A taxi driver is roaming about a half block further away.

Keeping an eye on the bus, he hustles for the cab.

The Cabbie sees him and slows so it can be caught, the back door opens, and the figure in the front says "Where to?"

He stops and looks to see who's in front.

The Cabbie is another Boggan, African American, looks him over, "Hey brother. Fancy seeing you. You need a ride or what?"

With a faintly frustrated glance at the bus stop, he turns back to Ken the driver.

The driver kens him back. Take THAT!

OOC eyebrow*

Late wilderhood. There is a treasure of fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror. Probably seelie, throw a rock at a pack of boggans and you're almost sure to hit a Seelie one. Looks like a half block away the bus is pulling up.

"Feel like a bit of detective work?" With a friendly grin.

"I don't know, how much do you feel like paying me?" He glances over, his own social dynamics at work, "Oh sweet Stiltskin's ass. You're about to ask me to follow that bus aren't you?"

"Yep. You in? Otherwise, I have to move quickly, and I hate that."

"I hear you, we're not built for running speed. Sure. A hundred bucks up front. Not counting the meter." He motions to the door "Step in. I'm not a limo."

He nods and heaves himself in. "No questions."

"Right. Guess that leaves your name out." He follows the bus, "though I admit to be fit to bursting. I'm guessing you're that rich boggan set up around here. Mister CC or whatever they call you. Gossip you know? I get some here. Anyway, questions not to be asked, is fine. Just let mek now if you want me to get closer or further back, etc. All right, my man?"

"Yes."

And they follow. the bus picks up some, loses some, but She stays on.

they get into an increasingly crappy part of town, not as bad as Sparrow's original apartment area (for a meta comparison) but a bit rough. The cabbie pats his jacket as if checking something.

EBG keeps an eye on the bus, but is aware of the cabbie's movements and is ready to respond.

"Just keeping protection close," the cabbie explains aware of the movements, "Got to be doubly careful. Cops catch a black man with a gun they don't ask if you're registered. And if you don't have a gun in some neighborhoods they start to think you're easy pickings. " Finally the bus stops and three people get out, one of them Magdalene.

EBG marks the spot, and says. "Pull over."

He goes into his own coat pocket and riffles through his wallet, coming up with $200.

He takes it, "Nice doing business Mister Smith."

And, of course, pulls over.

William waits, watching the bus stop and surrounding area. "It will be one moment."

The satyress stops, as if feeling eyes on her and looks around.

He sits motionless.

Finally, her lips pursed into a frown, she pulls out her cellphone, and, begins taking pictures. Not of him particularly, but one in every direction.

He waits still, trusting in the magic, the glare on the glass, and his own disguising techniques.

OOC Ack, thought I hit send!

OOC: well, glad I never forget to hit send 😉 BIC: And then she heads up to what must be her place, a three level house devided into three domiciles. She has the top one. A grubby looking man eyes her lustily, she walks on "Don't make me cut you again, Mister Basbard. It took you days to heal the last time." The man backs off. She takes a stairwell on the outside of the building. Another man, middle aged waves from a third floor, "Hey," the guy says "How did it go? Did you get the part." At this man she smiles "I don't know yet, but I think I did well, thank you, Stan."

He's cracked a window to listen to this.

And she's gone.

Inside her building.

The cabbie says "I can't get a bead on what's between you two. I can tell you now, if you're wanting anymore help I need to know yo're not hunting some innocent girl, I don't care if she does have goat legs."

"There's a car dealership on the 6000 block of North Boardwalk Avenue. Let's go."

"Huh." He drives along "Fine."

It's obvious to William why his kithbrother has a trouble reading on the situation. Even William isn't sure of what it is.

At the car dealership, he pays the driver plus extra, and slips out of the cab into the dealership.

"I'm around' the cabbie says

"That is a point of concern for me, true." He mutters as he enters the dealership and asks the guy. "May I use your phone?"

the cabbie raises a brow at the wording.

OOC No, that was supposed to be out of his hearing, but....

OOC: Oh nvm 🙂 BIC: The man inside says "Of course, sir. Can I interest you in the AwGee 500? It's a model for the about town man."