[Sodium_noir] Saturday Evening at Dusk

[Spikey]

Hope, Leon
Ghouls
Dusk Towers

How was she doing? Where should she start? "I'm better." She replies. A somewhat honest answer. She keeps one hand on the cool glass and bows her head. Hope keeps her tone even, trying to ignore the fact that she had an audience. "Look, I don't want to disturb you while you're having fun at the party, but we need to talk. Soon." Can you meet me at Big Al’s Pizza in an hour and a half?" She doesn't wait for a response, but continues. "You know where it is, right? Neon City, on the corner of 20th and Market." She adds, as if she assumed he didn't know where it was. It wasn't all that close to HQ, so maybe he'd never been there before. 

"Sure partner" he replied, a tinge of concern in his voice. His tone invites her to say more if she needs to but he doesn't push it. "This thing is a bit of  abust anyway, been looking for an out. Just let me break it to Sue Lei and take her home and I'll see you there in an hour and a half. One thirsty ish."

Once she has Brannigan's response, negative or otherwise, Hope hangs up and then turns to Leon. "I should get going." She says, pushing away from the cool glass and turning her back on the view. You said you were going to get me an entry card?" She supposed it was better a card than a mark. Or a number. 

Leon, who had retreated to the far side of the room, nodded and pulled out his cell phone. A single button, aurodial clearly and he lifts it to his ear.

"Igor, can you have that welcome pacj waiting at the front desk for Miss Zagorski plese. It is? Excellent."

He hangs up and smiles, his hand out towards the door, ready to escort her to the lift.

Outside in the hallway Leon kept his distance, leading her to the lift doors but standing several feet away from the art deco brass and steel edifice.

"They'll have it for you at reception, little leather attache case thing with all the bump and phone numbers and stuff. As far as the rest of the world is concerned you just joined a gym at Dusk and nothing else."

[Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a TAG] 

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