[Sodium_noir] Hell is other people

[Bill]

> John Black, Abby, Dashwood Price
> Very Old Man, Bastet, Vampire
> Lady Sinclair's Mansion 
> > 
> > "Mausoleum." He rolled his eyes as he said the
> > word. 
> > "Perhaps you can answer me this question, because
> I
> > sometimes feel like I'm being made fun of. Why did
> > they choose that particular name?"
> > 
> > "Well .." Dashwood said hesitantly, looking
> > intently at John all of a sudden. It would be true
> > to say he was bristling despite the mask of
> genteel
> > manners. "The Old Money. Stuffy and out of touch
> > with the real world. The banks here look like ...
> > Mausoleums! Gotham, the whole state in fact, it
> > really doesn't make much room for anyone not
> wearing
> > the old school tie if you know what I mean?"
> > 
> > Abbey’s ear literally perk up at the Leech’s tone.
> > 
> > Ohhhh, you’re an unhappy one, got caught with your
> > pants down. Thought you were talking to another of
> > your kind, didn’t you?
> > A Cat with a New Ball of Yarn, she smiles.
> 
> John nodded politely and glanced at Abby, his
> expression indicating he didn't believe a word of
> it. 
> "Of course, Price. It's so obvious to me now." He
> considered the creature before him, wondering how he
> could try and have more fun with him.
> 
> "So you've recently arrived to Gotham, is that
> correct?" He glanced at Abby.
>    
>   The Ceilican girl turns her pale green gaze back
> to his. “Yes, just a couple of months. I sorta found
> myself drawn here you might say.”   
>    "Did I mention I'd only been hear a few months
> myself. 
>   I'm only now settling in. I have to say that the
> city has grown on
> my. It seems to be a wonderful place. And half the
> fun of going someplace different is making new
> friends."
> 
> He raised his glass in a toast and took a drink.
>    
>   Her smile softens at that. Impish now, more Kitten
> than Cat.“Oh I quite agree, John Back. ‘Tis a
> Magical Place, especially now. Here’s to makin’ new
> friends.” She taps her glass to his with a musical
> chime then takes a slow sip, her eyes sparkling over
> the rim of her glass.

John smiled and turned back to Dashwood.  "How about
yourself?  Do you plan to stay in the city long, or
will you be leaving after you've completed your business?"

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"I swear, as God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly."
-- Les Nessman

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