Thread: Finding Disaster and Vice [Hahvoc x VitaObscura]

There was a trick to letting yourself be prey Never act alarmed. She could feel it, the person she was looking for. It was like a sliver of cold water down her spine while heat suffused her shoulders. The instinct to turn and face the person following her was strong but she trampled it down as she stepped into the brothel, lowered her parasol, and smiled at the brothel owner. She knew her quite well, but only as a fluttery girl who disappeared from time to time. She never questioned her disappearances and never made note of when she was in or out. When she was available, that was the only time there was note And she never was unless she said otherwise. Smiling broadly, Shadow grasped hands with the brothel owner. The taller woman smiled with cigarette stained teeth but her eyes were a luminous blue, and her hair a beautiful shade of mahogany. Her age had slimmed down her figure, but she was still a well-sought after woman. Marybelle, it is good to see you working so hard. How is business? Shadow asked, her tone light and lilting. Some of the other brothel girls cast a wave in her direction, which she returned. They weren't forced to stay here, as Captain made it perfectly clear that any of the girls could find other places of employment within her territory. They were just treated very well and so they chose to stay. It was a good life, wasn't it? Or so it seemed. Marybelle, gripped Shadow's fingers with a smile that for once wasn't strained with worry about her job and the strange men that sometimes came to visit - strange being troublesome. Business must of been booming then. Business is going so much better. Captain is a wonderful woman. She made sure that none of those...people will be bothering us any longer. How have you been fairing, Rue? Rue. A name she had used off and on for the longest time. It wasn't her actual name, but just another alias of which she had a few. But this was one of her favorites and so it was close enough to be her real name. Still, it had been a long, long time since someone had uttered the syllables that made up the name she had been born with. She gave the woman a soft smile that spoke nothing of the troubles that were brewing amongst the Nine. I've been traveling around the territories! You know how the leaders like to travel and check in with each other. I swear, I've learned so much! One of these days I am here, I will have to tell of them, but for today, I need to ask you something. A favor, if you will. At the tone in her voice, Marybelle leaned in close so that no one could listen in on their conversation. After Shadow felt a nod, she continued to talk. A man is following me, and I need to lure him to a room. You know which one. As you know, I cannot give you more details than that, only to ignore anything you have heard. You know whom I belong to, Marybelle nodded and Shadow felt almost a shred of remorse for lying to this woman on every occasion they crossed paths. But to be a Nine, especially a Nine like her, lying was second nature and remorse had no place in her world. Marybelle quickly went over and ushered the other girls off, telling them that they were to act busy and disappear into one of the powder rooms. Shadow took her place at the grand piano that graced the foyer, settling her closed parasol by the bench. It had been quite awhile since she had played anything, but she knew, somehow, that that man would be lured in here. Placing her fingers on the keys, she gave an exaggerated huff as she looked at Marybelle. This piano is beautiful but have you invested in a violinist yet? She got a small shrug and gave a small eye roll in return. Well, she would just have to try, even if she did fail horribly at playing the piano. She had to look busy. Placing her fingers delicately on the keys, she started to play just a random and soft tune. It wasn't anything special nor complicated, but it would have to do.