[Sodium_noir] Killing Time at Harlequins

[David Rodemaker]

(Thanks Spike, this helped a great deal)

Michael Gaunt, Tess Martin, John Black, The Urmen
Mage, Mortal, Mr Mystery, Vamp, Garou and Mummy
a Booth
Club Harlequin

As they head towards the table, taking their own time, keeping in time with
the music, another crosses their path. He reaches the table just before
them. "I hope you'll forgive me for being so forward, ladies, but it's so
rare that I'm surprised by finding an old friend in unexpected places."  He
tried to make his smile charming.

Michael eyed the man, recognizing him from their previous meeting - he
leaned over whispered in Tess' ear as they approached, "Mr. John Black, a
associate of Mr. Bane's I think." He paused for a moment as he looked at
Black and Babe together, recalling what he had seen of their respective
auras and then recalling the other similar one from the warrior at the
Temple who had seemed so familiar. Interesting.
 
"You can be as forward as you like shugar ..." The Dark haired Vampire
replied in a voice so much warmer than her flesh. A Voice that reminded John
of nights with French Courtesans and New Orleans harlots. A Voice that
Michael gaunt had taught girls to adopt so they might subdue troublesome
customers. A Voice Tess had used when the price was right. "Sometimes a Girl
likes a man to be direct!"

"<Well met warrior of the Mists>" Babe greeted him in an old tongue. The
tongue of the Empire and the Legion. The Tongue of the dominant male legacy
of Romulus and Remus. "<It seems that the mistress Renet has blessed me with
your company in this city of twisted souls. How should I address you? What
name would you go by when I introduce you to my friends?>"

Columbine's come hither eyes narrowed as the petite blonde spoke a language
she couldn't understand. Instead she turned her attention to the dancing
couple behind him to see if they would come any closer now. Her eyes caught
Michaels and immediately mellowed. Opening to a faux innocence of doe eyed
seduction.

Michael smiled in return, his eyes flashing with suppressed amusement as he
reached back in his memory for the right words, "<Most Holy Asura, may I
introduce the...>" He paused for a moment, searching for a word,
"<Chatelaine [or whatever the ancient Indian equivalent is, he's making sure
Tess is marked as very important to Panic and an integral part of his
household] of the Guru Panic's Ashram, and my very old friend and companion,
Tess>."

"I am rude to her however," he nodded to Tess, "Tess, may I introduce
Columbine, the Harlequin's consort. I missed the names of her companions the
other night however."

(It's a weak Tag, but I wanted to get something out of the chute...)