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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 1, 2015 23:59:25 GMT -8
And with that, he was prowlin' Yoony for a tall Bribois lady. Never thought he'd be doing that. She was easy to pick out in more ways than one, but a place to park wouldn't be. It was, however, standard practice on this street to slow your roll to the side of the road obstructing traffic to holla at someone. Berthe- "..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 0:15:31 GMT -8
Berthe- "..."
Berthe- "..."
Berthe- "Hey." With that, she entered le vehicle.
Berthe- "I hope I'm not to late to talk to people. I should have done this during the day. But it is not very late, a fall night."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 0:34:14 GMT -8
Berthe- "Lead on. I just prefer no ahm, cafard? Kakerlake? The ugly bugs."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 15:41:59 GMT -8
Berthe- "Oh... Oh."
Berthe- "I can do enough until I get more. But I don't have a money that can be verified, like, a wage? Per'aps I can bribe my way past that requirement if we find it." Well, many college kids could only afford to pack in two to three flatmates per room, but who knows what her vampirey means had come up with?
Driving along, he knew there were rooms for rent above many of the stores and businesses on the street, but they were usually unlisted and rather secretive, hard to get into. Actual apartment buildings were usually not on the street, but set back a block or two. And the closest to the main drag were usually the skeeviest.
But there was one he passed a few times that seemed nice enough from the outside. He wasn't entirely sure if it was a dorm for one of the colleges or a public apartment building. No time like the present to find out.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 17:17:05 GMT -8
Berthe- "I can't hypnotize for much, only to make people sleep or come to me... If I have to do crimes, I prefer to do it for someone who has all the plans and a company, like, to cover problems. It's too much to think about... I really consider maybe a normal job. I got these nice fake papers in Grauland for a Koromo trip ten years on. I just need the work permit." In the alley there was a small amount of visitor parking they managed to wedge into, and walked around to the front door. The alley smelled good and rotten, the small strip of lawn and planters smelled like fertilizer. The door was locked, but had an office buzzer. There was no answer at first, so they had another moment to talk.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 17:31:43 GMT -8
Berthe- "It's hard for me, other families are different, maybe yours? ... I could just be a clerk in one of those shops... Ah, I sent a picture of myself to that Demetri. What do you know--" The door buzzed and a voice came out of the speaker.Voice- "If you were here for the office, come in. Otherwise, no tailgating!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 17:56:25 GMT -8
Berthe- "Merci." They went to the office and found a bookish woman bustling around putting things in some kind of order. Voice's Voicer- "What do you need? I'm closing down soon."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 18:35:06 GMT -8
Voice's Voicer- "Mmm. That's a big question. One for the sages, that... Alright, it's maybe."
Berthe- "Are you well?"
Voice's Voicer- "Bribois, huh? Enchanté, or whatever. *sigh* OK, I'll look it up." She put a box down and went to her computer.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 19:12:04 GMT -8
Berthe- "That's nice, but I want to get settled in first. It feels too new."
Voice's Voicer- "Just one. Wanna see it?"
Berthe- "Yes, of course." She locked the office and hung the closed sign, then escorted them out a different door before locking that one behind them as well. They were in the halls. The building looked maybe forty to sixty years old, cramped, and conservative. Berthe had to duck slightly below doorframes, but she was no doubt used to that. Berthe cast Eli inscrutable looks as they went. No scruting possible.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 2, 2015 23:15:11 GMT -8
They checked it out and it was a cramped two bedroom. No doubt, very pricey, despite the lack of luxury. Berthe- "Mm, how do we find the price?"
Voice's Voicer- "GM1500 and change." Eli wouldn't have guessed quite that high. More like GM1200, but maybe he was out of touch, having had a stable place through recent market fluctuations.
Berthe- "It's a bit much, but maybe."
Voice's Voicer- "Maybe don't cut it sister, this place will be gone in thirty seconds."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 3, 2015 22:19:26 GMT -8
Berthe looked like she'd been given a wet willy by a ghost mosquito, and rubbed her ear.
Berthe- "Mm, I am sure you are right."
Berthe- "OK, we have a deal. And you are?"
Voice's Voicer- "Jill McPartland, assistant manager...."
They went back down, did some paperwork, then headed back to Eli's ride.
Berthe- "I can just be dead on the floor there for a while. But I should buy two blankets to put over the windows. Thanks for the help. What are you doing with the rest of your night?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 5, 2015 22:28:23 GMT -8
Berthe- "Hm..."
She considered le options before turning back to Eli.
Berthe- "Your friend needs blood, so we should get some. The hotel he is in, if it is as cleaned as last night, we can put a room service boy to sleep? I can do that. We can do this first." The lights of Yoony rolled by lazily. Eli had to focus to see through the engine's heatlight, but it wasn't too hard.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 5, 2015 23:53:01 GMT -8
Berthe- "Yeugh, ahm, we may need to clean again some more. Well, I haven't met this Vitus yet. Hm..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 6, 2015 0:30:09 GMT -8
Berthe helped Eli get the hotel cleaned some, though she let him do the heavy lifting. Vitus was embarrassed to have someone else around in his current state, but he was looking a bit better with fresh wrappings on. They got Vitus an unconscious bellhop to drink from, and then sent the guy on his way. Berthe helped the guy back downstairs, laying on hooey about blood sugar and expertly allaying suspicions, even though she couldn't hypno his memories.
While she was doing that, Eli had a moment to himself (prior to boring blanket shoppings) and some things on his mind. Vitus was back at rest in his room. Cellphone was saying "uuuuse meee" ...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 6, 2015 0:40:49 GMT -8
Four rings later, Darren- "It's you. Wassup?"
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