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* Angel paces. After finally calming Jewel down enough to get her to sleep, he promptly ignores his own advice, gets back out of bed and dresses. He tinkers with the weaponry in his boots and summer vest again - damn that laundry service! - then proceeds to pace around the small living-area of the flat. * Dawn creeps up the stairs to Angel and Jewel's flat. He listens at the door for a moment, then scratches on it in his code. * Angel practically snatches the doorknob off in his haste to open the door. "Bloody finally." He growls the words, but his voice is pitched low. "Jewel's sleeping, finally, so keep your voice down." * Dawn nods, slipping past Angel into the apartment, and speaks quietly. "Research takes time. And I had some errands to run." He drops into a chair. * Angel ceases pacing, but he might as well be, as he stands across from Dawn and shifts restlessly from foot to foot. <Dawn> ::gives Angel an almost amused look:: From the top? <Angel> ::snorts:: We can leave out all the parts where you threatened the guy and didn't eat your vegetables with dinner. Just the highlights. <Dawn> Highlights. ::pauses to order his thoughts:: Tough guy's name is Jolly. He and his mate were from fucking Waterdeep. Hired by the mage - who, I might add, wears an awful lot of blue - for what was supposed to be a quick take-down job on Isa. ::grins:: Too stupid to consider that a dot, even split two ways, seemed *awfully* high for something that easy. <Dawn> The guy you took out looks to be from Kara Tur. Just a kid, but... ::scowls:: Isa said she thought his gear looked... not quite placed right. Like he was wearing someone else's shirt, aye? Pretty nasty collection of stuff, too - I've got it back at my place if you want it - but only two things of note: Nasty fucking poison in a sealed jar, and a charm with some magic to it. * Angel frowns and gives in to his natural predatory instincts, prowling around the living room. "That mage... he got away, did you see him? That blundering ass got a dagger in him, so he's probably bleeding somewhere... but alive." <Dawn> I know. I'm looking, but I don't have a lot to go on. I know he was there, but I didn't get a good look at him. I'll want a description from Jewel when she wakes up. <Dawn> ::considers:: Though... Jolly said they were teleported here straight from Waterdeep, which is a long fucking reach. He could be literally *any*where, by now. <Angel> ::bites on the knuckle of one hand:: Oh, rapture. A whole dot... on *Isa*? <Dawn> ::nods:: Mage was going to freeze her, and all the fuckheads had to do - they were told - was take her the rest of the way down. <Angel> ::shudders:: Nasty. Still, that's a lot for the guard of a mid-level fence. I don't buy it. Did he know anything *useful*? <Dawn> ::rubs his hand over his face:: Not really, no. His mate was the only one in the alley he'd met before today. He never saw the mage's face clear, even. He was starting to get a glimmer of how ugly things were likely to get, though, so I took a chance and added him to the rolls. He can work out the duration as a bouncer at Sylvie's, where he and Bie can keep an eye on each other. <Angel> Her own pet thug... and other men get their girlfriend flowers... <Dawn> ::looks at Angel with falsely wide eyes:: Flowers? Damn. Never would'a thought of that. ::sighs:: I was sort of hoping he'd tell me he'd seen Tower before. It *felt* like a White Knight setup to me. Did it feel that way to you, too? <Angel> ::shrugs:: I'm inclined to say yes, but then, I didn't like him. ::scratches absently at his chin:: I'm rational enough to realize that I'm *not* rational about other men making eyes at Jewel. <Dawn> ::smirks:: Fair enough. He was far too interested in your ring, though. ::runs his fingers through his hair:: Thought I'd send some of the Children to keep a quiet eye on your... estate. <Angel> ::makes a face:: Oh, there's a charming idea... You know, I really do not *want* to find out someone's dug up my corpse. That's just... vile. <Angel> ::his eyes widen:: Oh, there's an... damn, I wonder if She did? There might actually *be* a ring on that corpse, you know. <Dawn> ::nods:: I know. You've already been dug up once this year. ::grins quickly:: I'll have 'em watch in pairs, and give 'em a telltale charm so they can alert me if anyone goes into that hideous monstrosity you call a mausoleum. <Angel> ::sniffs:: I didn't build the damn thing... blame my father. He's parked right next to me. <Dawn> Do you think She might've? I was thinking of ordering a copy made, with a mark so I could tell it apart, and sneaking that in there, but *I* don't want to be fucking around with corpses any more than I have to be, either. Especially ones as old as that. <Angel> ::takes a deep breath:: I can go ask... I haven't visited with the Talarins in a while. <Dawn> ::nods:: Be good to know. Anything else you want, while I'm looking in to things tomorrow? <Angel> ::in the other room, Jewel rolls over in her sleep and Angel instinctively turns to look into the bedroom:: Hmmm. We need someone to do shadow work... I'd feel better if there were at least one more pair of eyes on Jewel. * Dawn follows Angel's gaze, though he can't see through the door. He scratches his face while he considers the guild roster. "Shadow work... How do you feel about Jade? I was going to talk to her anyway about this translation job." <Angel> There's an idea... she's sort of on-again, off-again anyway. And not really well known. Feel her out for it, would you? <Dawn> ::nods:: Will do. Standard fees? <Angel> Better add ten-percent, since there's a known hazard. <Dawn> Aye. ::sighs:: Looking like guildwar again, boss. And they already know far too much. This is going to be expensive. <Angel> Aren't they always? ::he thinks again, then digs around in his pocket and pulls out a small key:: Here. <Dawn> ::takes the key and holds it up to the dim light to examine it:: What's this? <Angel> :deliberately avoids stating the obvious:: You're gonna get your kids to poke around the Hooke manor anyway... In the east gardens, there's a false stone in the water-fountain, just to the left of the dolphin's tail. The key will open the rock. Inside the rock, there's a pouch. Have them bring it to you. That should cover some of the expenses. * Dawn pauses as he memorizes instructions. "Ha. I'll tell 'em." <Angel> ::shrugs:: I like to save up, in case it rains. And the best part of it is, that's Hooke's money. So it won't be traceable, in case someone's watching the Guild's money. <Dawn> ::nods:: Good. I have some spare personal cash, too. Had to tie off three street personae, so I have the proceeds from selling that stuff. Or I will, soon. <Angel> ::nods slowly, glancing over at his sleeping wife:: Which reminds me... <Dawn> Aye? <Angel> ::sits down finally:: Like I told Jewel, I know a lot about women and their problems, both from just... well, you know what I was like... and from when Sylvie's girls were my girls. But my information's probably outdated by now. <Angel> ::looks directly at him:: I want you to tell me straight out, what you know. How likely is it that Dusk might have hurt Jewel, permanently? <Dawn> ::meets Angel's eyes for a moment, and then winces and shoves his fingers through his hair again:: Fuck. Hadn't even thought of that- ::sighs, considering:: I don't know, boss. He's- he was always pretty careful with his doses. And it's the same herb some of the girls use for prevention, just... stronger. But damn few whores retire and then want to set up house and raise brats. <Dawn> ::sighs:: Dose and a half missing, over six months... Those're pretty small doses. <Angel> ::nods slowly:: I'm not going to take your head off about it. I told her I wouldn't. But is there... damnit, Dawn... is there any way to be sure? <Dawn> I'm no midwife. Only way *I* know to be sure is to get her pregnant. <Dawn> ::quietly:: Wondered why I wasn't bleeding, yet. <Angel> ::laughs bitterly:: She likes you. Not to mention the fact that I *do not* want Bie after my head, while she *is* pregnant. <Angel> ::in a slightly respectful voice:: Pregnant women are *crazy*. <Dawn> I'd not know... ::he lets some of his abject terror slip through:: I've never been around one for very long, before this. <Angel> ::laughs:: Would you like a small piece of advice, then? Having known Bie the last time? <Dawn> Oh, aye. All of it y'got. <Angel> Buy some chocolates and make sure you always have some on hand. Whenever you see she's getting ready to blow her top, offer her one. <Dawn> Chocolate? ::looks suspicious:: That's it? <Angel> ::nods:: It really will help. And get rested up... if she's anything like half the whores I knew, she's going to... ::coughs:: be very wanton, for the next few months. <Dawn> ::brightens slightly:: Well, that's not all bad, then. <Angel> ::claps Dawn on the back:: I'll remind you that you said that... <Dawn> ::snorts:: She wears me out, she can get more. I never heard of Bienca ever having trouble finding someone to share a bed with. ::grins:: 'Sides, I can think of worse ways to die. |
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