IC: Bounty Hunt, Tag em, Snag em, Take em Downtown. Options

[Whizbang]

"Thanks." Darien said, glancing at the indicated person. Then turning back to his party, "So there's Jacks...now how best to approach this...oh, on another topic, might help to give Jaws a ring to let him know why we aren't at the attack site."

With that, he gave Jaws a call. "Hey, it's Darien. I'm in the process of following up a lead on the LTGs. The girls are with me, to let you know why we're late."

[gobogen]

As usual, the first thing Jaws does when he awakes in astral form is to see his body lying unconscious in the physical world. Without losing any time, he flies off to verify first if there is anything threatening in the surroundings, and then goes in the direction of the dark alley.

[Shadow]

"So," Sahara says over the music, "how do you want to handle this, beat it out of him or pay it out of him?"

[Whizbang]

"Hmm...answering machine" Oh well...at least Jaws would know where they were once he got the message. Hopefully this visit would bear fruit. "I've always found that you can attract more flies with honey than with vinegar. If diplomacy fails, there's always that other alternative."

[BishopMcQ]

"Good kitty, bad kitty?" A broad smile works across Sydney's face, her fangs glistening under the flashing lights.

"Sahara you can sidle up next to him, Darien and I'll go across from him. If he plays nice, we're nice. If not, I can exert some subtle pressure under the table. What do you think?"

[Shadow]

"Sounds like a plan. He won't know what hit him."

[Whizbang]

"Alright then...let operation Tale of Two Kitties commence." Darien said, heading over towards Jacks's table. "Jacks, I presume?"

[Ecclesiastes]

Jacks already has a lady on each arm and it takes a moment for him to look up from the bulging cleavage of the girl on his left. His eyes are a bit bloodshot and his voice is slightly slurred, "Who's askin'?"

[Whizbang]

"Name's Darien. Was looking up what I'm presuming to be a mutual acquaintance, and your name came up."

[Ecclesiastes]

"Frag off, I'm busy" is all you get as he turns back to his lady cohorts and becomes lost once again. The one he turns too smiles welcomingly, giving you the idea shes a pro. The other watches the three of you a bit nervously.

[BishopMcQ]

As per the plan, Sahara slides luxuriously into the booth next to Jacks. Sydney and her male escort sit across from him.

"We just need to find someone."

Sydney trails the toe of her shoe up the man's calf.

"It won't take that long, and then we can have some fun."

Running her foot, down the length of his thigh, the sole comes to rest gently over his softer bits.

[Shadow]

Sahara poors herself into the space next to the man, bruskly shoving his current female companion out of the way. She runs one finger down the side of his face and then starts playing with his neck. She is sure to give him a good 'view' while leaning in.

[Ecclesiastes]

Jaws

Rushing down into the alley serves to be a very ugly experiance. The heavy background count sufficates you in its terrible emotions. Hunger and fear wash over you like filth. You gaze around and try to make out auras, but the background is just too thick. You do however, see that there is a manhole in the rear of the alley and the background count continues down into it...

[gobogen]

Jaws is momentarily tormented with a mixture of conflicting memories and emotions until he gets used to the unsually unfriendly astral nature of this place. Once recovered, Jaws sees the manhole and understands its significance. He approaches it carefully, quickly passing by it and searching for astral wards and barriers, reluctant to go into it.

Going back to the roof to look for his body, Jaws thinks about what he's seen. It takes a great evil to warp the substance of etherealness in such a way. With the help of my team, we shall vanquish the terrible creature and cleanse this place of its unnatural aura. For you, Father, and for the sake of our kind.

[gobogen]

Jaws opens his eyes and is instantly conscious and ready, unlike one who simply wakes up. Getting up he tells Grizzly: "I found a manhole from which the vampire probably lurks out to attack its victims. The background count is quite high in there and it comes from the manhole. Gosh, at first it was almost unbearable, I can't wait to get rid of whoever took actions so terrible as to cause this. We need to tell the others."

[Sphynx]

Grizzly humms gently, giving away his location to anyone within extremely close hearing range. "Hmmmmmm This is good to know, it means we don't have to give away our entry by storming a small alley. Lets get maps of the drainage areas here, and see if we can't locate some old underground rooms that might be in the vicinity. We'll also need a different entry point, so as to enter its domain without being incredibly obvious about it. I'm not sure, but I think your phone was buzzing, you might have missed a call. Which of our team would be best for getting the maps?", Grizzly continues the conversation with the MindLink established.

[Ecclesiastes]

Jacks squirms uncomfortably in the booth. "Hey look, I don't know nothin', alright?"

[BishopMcQ]

"You don't even know who we're looking for. All we need to know is where to find someone, help us out and we've leave you to your ladies. But if you keep telling us you don't know anything, well..." Sydney applies gentle pressure with her foot to wordlessly explain the weight of the situation. Easing up, she tilts her head to Darien.

"Now answer the man's questions. Please."

[Ecclesiastes]

Jacks swallows hard and looks over to Darien, waiting to find out what hes got himself into.

[Whizbang]

"We're looking for a courier by the name of Shark. Tracing his deleted LTG, I came upon your voicemail, which leads to an assumption that you have some connection with him..." Darien said, mentally reminding himself once more never to get the ladies mad at him.

[Ecclesiastes]

Jacks shrugs, "Look man, I do lots of work. Deleting an LTG ain't nothin'. It could have been one in a hundred."

[Whizbang]

"We're asking you to think harder."

[BishopMcQ]

"Jacks, you seem like a nice enough guy though you aren't very bright..." Sydney applies a sharp pressure with her foot for about a second and a half and then backs off a little.
"Now let's try that again, Darien."

[Ecclesiastes]

"Uhh...", he glances sideways at the girls, sighs, and says, "Can you give me the number? A lot of gigs come to me through my middle man. Maybe I'll know the number, maybe not."

[Whizbang]

::gives him the number, and the one belonging to Hopps::