[Sodium_noir] The Wayward Apprentices

[Bill]

> Giger, Greenville, Tommy, Mike
> Tremere, Mortal, Mastiff
> Mike's Place

> "A couple of the butcher shops open early during the
> week and on Saturday, but not Sunday.  I might be
> able
> to get you some.  An artist who likes to use unusual
> ingrediants in his paints sometimes uses blood, and
> I
> know he's got some now.  I might be able to get him
> to
> share some.
> 
> "An artist?"  Giger asks, but in his mind he was
> thinking they could be a Toreador, and if they lived
> downtown, that would make them one of the enemy. 
> "How
> very interesting.  Does he live around these parts,
> or
> have a gallery?  I have always been interested in
> the
> rare and unusual."  

Tommy's expression changes slightly at the questions
of the artist.  It seemed to be a mixture of disgust
and pity.

"I might be able to put you in touch with him.  I'm
not sure if his work is showing anywhere at the
moment, but something can probably be arranged." 
Assuming Kelly hasn't gone and killed himself with the
shit he puts in his arm.  But Tommy didn't add that
last part.  The artist had become one of the bosses
many projects, someone in need of help.

He had no clue what the full story was, but Mr. Black
seldom tried to help those who refused to help
themselves.  His interest in Kelly Riley was unusual,
and the boss had been working hard to try and clean
him up.

> 
> >"If you'll excuse me a moment to make a call, I'll
> be
> right back."
> 
> Giger nods.  "By all means, go ahead.  Tell him I
> need
> three pints, more if he can spare it."   

Tommy nodded and went behind the counter, pulling out
an old notebook and the phone.  After several
embarressing minutes of fruitless searching, he
finally found the number and dialed.

"Kelly?  It's Tommy over at Mike's Place.  You know
that blood we sold this afternoon?  Have you used it
yet?  We got a VIP here in need."

Tommy paused as he listened to Kelly, rolling his eyes
eventually.

"I'll tell you what, we got in some of those herbs you
wanted for your current project.  Bring the blood in
right away, you'll get the herbs for free and we'll
replace your blood."

A pause.

"He won't mind.  Jesus Christ he gave away a $10,000
deck of cards this morning to some guy who walked in
off the street!  You know how he gets with some of his
customers."

A pause, and then Tommy smiled, offering a thumbs up
to his patient customer.  "Thanks Kelly.  See you
soon."

He hung up the phone and began walking to a cabinet. 
"Good news.  We were able to work something out and
he'll be here shortly.  Kelly's a nice enough guy, but
a little weird.  But he picked up the blood not long
after we opened so it should still be good for your
needs."

Tommy openned the cabinet and began looking through
several bags of sawdust, finally settling on one.  He
closed the cabinet up and brought the product over to
Giger.

"Is there anything else I can help you with while we
wait?"

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

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