#kc_necropolis

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Dame Veranda Silverlight begins to feel sleepy as she makes it to her hotel room, she does not give some gaping vulgar yawn of a commoner, no, she just covers her mouth delicately. She goes into the room, unaware that the maid in someone's employ is sending streaming footage of same.

Elsewhere, a boggan watches.....

He knows his work well, and while there are ways around them, he's betting that in a few minutes, the lady shall be quite out.

He smiles thinly, waiting. For both ladies; the elf, and his Callidora.

Callidora shows up first, of course, "What's the story so far? I Have her information, I nicked her purse."

"Well, contents of"

"She'll be asleep shortly." Watching intently. "Your thoughts about after that?"

"She's an Ailil, but really needs to work on subtle. Did you hear how she tried to manipulate me?"

"Pathetic, on so many levels."

"Of course, yes, it riled me. And if I were a young wilder I'd let it rile me the way she wants," A pause, "I'm vain enough to like the idea of being picked, but I have to wonder what game is afoot? "

"The only way to win is not to play." He quotes absently.

"Well, yes," She sighs, "That is the way of it with some intrigues isn't it?" She looks at him speculatively, "Yes, you don't need to be there."

He looks at her. "Nor do -you.-"

"Yes, of course," She says giving in immediately

He nods. "Given the Houses involved I would stay away from using magic to control the situation. That leaves us with the physical.... " he purses his lips, thinking "Termination."

"If she dies now, won't they go investigating us first thing? or at least me?"

He nods. "It is possible." He drums his fingers, thinking. "Hmmmm.... there is a compound. Fatal, but only after a time. A few days."

He lifts a mighty eyebrow. "Or.....Hm!"

"mmm?"

He seems a bit aghast. "I think.... You are rubbing off on me, Dearest." Nonplussed. "What if... what if you -did- go to sing at their little celebration?"

"I think they're hoping to use me against another sidhe. I think magic is indeed a bad idea. But we might use tech? Tracking devices modern and so forth? Put a bug on her?"

"We could, and should. They are blind, at times, regarding technology."

"As for me performing, not sure. Do you think we should visit the arms while she's out and let you ply some truth remedy on her? I'm nervous about interrogating her here. They have arts like Chronos"

Somewhere an Ailil didn't quite make it to her bed

He nods. "Well, my thought was... Beltaine? A holiday such as we've had elsewhere?"

"Torn, dear. But, recently I did stress you, and I really didn't mean to so..." A deep breath, "Anything you want to do or not do on this one, it's up to you."

"Hmmmm... well, let's do this. Since I'm a known factor at the Arms, I'll head over. No." He pauses, and grins wickedly. "-Killian- will head over. We'll see what we can find out, and then if the place looks ripe for chaos, perhaps we'll take the offer."

A kiss, "You''re the boss"

He chuckles. "A pleasant fantasy. Alright... will you do the honors for Killian?"

Making sure no one is watching, she runs a hand over his face, "Jekyl to Hyde was no great feat, the doctor was just looking for an excuse. Oh give a man a mask of an angel, he might still be a beast- we all want to cut loose" and when the hand moves, there is Killian

The cold eyes stay shut for a moment, then he breathes in and nods, opening his eyes. From his desk, he takes a few items that fit in his pockets, and then moves towards the door.

"Have a nice day, Mr. Killian"

(Pause scene for now while I think of where else I was going 😉 )

OOC *L* Just as well, I have to hit the road....