Thread: Mystic New York [Xilo&DarkAngel]

... In a way that I think might make you happy. Kat had suggested to William. Reilly turned to glance at his consultant with a confused look. He simply didn't know the inter-court fighting between the different Vampire Courts. Let alone each of their intra-court drives for power. There were so many different things that he didn't know... That he never really wanted to know. He still didn't know who decided that he needed to be gotten rid of, hidden away in SI. After his tongue lashing from William, he had sat back in his seat, glowering. His anger smoldered with an undertone of hatred towards this creature that wore the skin of a man. The thing Reilly had liked about the werewolves, were the fact that they were honest about what they wanted. He could respect that, in an odd sort of way. But so far, William seemed underhanded and prone to backstabbing. William raised an eyebrow silently for a moment, before placing his hands together ontop of the table and leaning forward. My, that does sound interesting, Miss Balmont. And all you want is some information from little old me. And in return, you help turn the favor back to the White Court. My, oh, my. What kind of person would I be to refuse such a wonderful offer? He cooed, his voice a mockery of confusion. He laughed as his prey slowly started coming to from her previous state of mind. The woman mumbled a few unheard words and leaned against the vampire. This act of submission really sunk under Reilly's skin, he let out a growl that William most certainly heard. Does my pet bother you, Officer? I never once lied to her. She willingly succumbed to my charms to be part of the food chain. He purred out, his smile dripping with venom. Reilly was about to respond, but a squeeze on his thigh reminded him that William soaked up emotions like a sponge, and he was just feeding the creature right then. He grabbed at his water, nearly spilling it with his violent movements. There there, it'll be okay. William muttered to the woman and ran a finger along her chin tenderly, sending a long shudder through her. Miss Balmont? I accept your offer. These are the people you'll be looking for. William withdrew a folder similar to the one that Reilly had handed Kat earlier that day. Yours to keep. Call it, a gift. He stood up after placing the folder on the table and tugged the prey to her feet. And next time, call ahead, please. Don't interrupt my lunch. Ever. Again. He growled out, the first time showing some real emotion. The pair slipped out quickly and quietly, not once looking back. As soon as they were gone, Reilly slammed his fist on the table. Motherfucker. He spit out, grabbing the folder quickly and opening it, a grimace on his face the entire time. William had been playing with them from the start, and he hated that there was nothing he could have done about it. The Lieutenant started flipping through the pages of the files and his eyes widened in surprise. He has to be screwing with us. These are... These are people that are untouchable, legally. Reilly blinked. This wasn't real. Judge. Underground Crime Lord. And... Jesus. One of my superiors. Shit. He threw down the folder and shook his head, utterly confused.