[color=silver] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZxYFKpN.png[/img][/center] [center][color=black][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [center][color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Elodie’s Apartment [i]above the Honey & Hemlock[/i] • [color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dusk[/center] [center][color=tan][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] N/A • [color=tan][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [@Tae] Elodie, [@princess] Angel[/center] [center][color=black][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [color=tan][i]Drones…[/i][/color] Brown irises peered through an apartment window, much too cozy for the man they belonged to. Looking down at the ever-shifting bodies below was something that always calmed the mind of Sean Stone whenever he was left waiting for something. At the moment, two things were keeping him seated at the small round table beside the window, but the strangers that roamed the sidewalks or stood waiting on the corners of the busy intersection pulled his mind away from such matters he couldn’t expedite. The first was Elodie, whom he could faintly hear in the other room, either walking to and from her closet or fussing about something not being quite right. All she had to do was pick out an outfit to wear to the Velvet Bite. For Sean, visiting the club was not just a matter of entertainment or satisfying vices. It was a prime location for his kind of business, a place where all the monsters of Halcyon mingled, most without a care in the world about what occurred outside its doors. Sean had no need for those types. The few… The few who sought to trade information and broker deals were opportunities to be had. The second matter was simply receiving a callback from one of his contacts, [color=lightsteelblue]Griggs[/color], a half-reliable weasel doling out jobs that weren’t always what they seemed. However, dealing with Griggs was sometimes a lot better than relying on his gig-finding pistol holster. Letting the Fae-touched item lead him to work that needed to be done wasn’t half, but he never knew what sorts of clients he’d wound up meeting. [i]Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt![/i] Sean grabbed his phone, vibrating on the surface of the table beside his warm mug of coffee but shot a glance toward Elodie’s bedroom door. [color=tan][i]You let Griggs beat you.[/i][/color] [color=tan]“Griggs,”[/color] Sean answered the phone flatly [color=lightsteelblue]“Oi, Hollow! Saw the missed calls. Thought you were one of me missus. ‘Pologies, really. Lookin’ for work?”[/color] [color=tan]“Only reason I call. You mentioned you had something you were putting together, and if it’s ready, I’ll be willing to take it off your hands.”[/color] [color=lightsteelblue]“Well, ‘bout that… eh…”[/color] [color=tan]“You gotta be fucking kidding me. Who took the fucking job?”[/color] Despite the anger in his tone, his voice hadn’t raised much. He had no desire to interrupt Elodie’s thorough outfit selection process, and he just wasn’t the type to yell into the phone at person who was barely worth a damn. [color=lightsteelblue]“Oi, Hollow! Listen, listen, listen, I know what I said, but the tip came in outta fuckin’ nowhere, and then lo and behold, Sicily called and snatched it right up. I tried to tell her it was yours.”[/color] [color=tan]“Bullshit.”[/color] [color=lightsteelblue]“Ya know me, Hollow. Can’t say no to a pretty face.”[/color] Sean took a sip of his coffee, creating an awkward silence between them. [color=lightsteelblue]“Hollow? Ya there?”[/color] [color=tan]“Yeah. If you don’t have anything to work with, I need two things from you. First, stop giving away my jobs to Blondie. Second, I need to know if the streets are hot or not before I step out.”[/color] [color=lightsteelblue]“No promises on the first, but I’ll pass ya grievance along to Sicily. She might’ve been a touch ambitious this time ‘round. Ya know how she is.”[/color] Griggs continued as all he received from Sean was an aggravated sigh. [color=lightsteelblue]“Anyway, stuff’s starting to stir up from the rumblings I’ve been hearing. Just rumors, Hollow, but I’m thinking I’ll be lining up jobs ‘fore the sun comes up again.”[/color] [color=tan]“And so will everyone else out there. Thanks for the heads up Griggs.”[/color] [color=lightsteelblue]“Huh? Oi! Hol-”[/color] Sean ended the call and returned his phone to the table while taking another drink of his coffee. He made yet another glance at Elodie’s bedroom door and frowned. [color=tan][i]She’s not going to like going out with Hollow tonight, but it’ll give chance to see a little of the other side of things. The uglier side.[/i][/color] With his mug in hand, he faced the window once again. Watching the drones would have to continue to keep him occupied for now. … … … … … … … … … … [color=tan][i]Fucking Blondie[/i][/color] Okay, now back to the drones. [/color]