[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Spikey]

Tellos, Harlequin, [and others in the club]
Dhampir, Vampires
Club Harlequin

"And since you gave me a boon I will give you a clue. A year ago a man and 
all he loved vanished in a night but his name still rings to this night. The 
name will be my battlecry. The name. Remarl." With that clue he grinned and 
silently watched. He figured he could find possibly old allies of his 
fathers and maybe garner support but it was a risk and a long shot but then 
again so was this whole darn gig.

"Rem..arl?" The vampire rolled the name over his tongue. But his face was too full of self assured amusement for Tellos to discern any recognition. Or lack thereof. "Don't take this the wrong way kid but its the nature of the beast for victims to become faceless for the most part. If your .. folks? If your folks were killed for food, as a passing thought, he won't even remember. I tell you now that if you expect him to quiver when he hears the name and learns why you hunt him, your soul will break at his disinterest. better I throw that cold water in your face now than he do it when you are about to pull the trigger."

He rubs some imaginary dirt from the bar with his long fingers.

"revenge is a great thing kid, a man needs justice and revenge to sooth his soul. But its a cold dead thing too. Once you get it and that fucker lies dead in your hands, its not as liberating as you expect. If you should beat the spread and take out your target .. bet ready for that dissapointment. Make sure ou have a back up plan is what I'm saying!"


[Let there be TAG!]

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