Apparently, I need to get a new phone that includes text messaging. It appears to be necessary if I'm to continue being a part of this group. I'll have to look around for this one.
So we're in Cyril's office (with Cyril conspicuously absent), discussing that godforsaken dinner party, when we hear a bunch of screaming from a few floors below. Turns out Petrushka was being restrained after screaming and lashing out. She'd gone into the room of a gangbanger named Jerome and found him eviscerated and chained up.
From what they were able to determine, a vampire killed him.
As if it wasn't bad enough dealing with Pandorans, plus whatever the hell Birkin was, plus the "group"...vampires are now in the mix. A fine peck of trouble, there.
So I met a couple of vampires. A "sheriff" and...one with a Brit accent. The sheriff's a man of double standards. Apparently, we aren't allowed to kill a vampire who's feeding here.
Whoops.
So after the vampires left, Greyson cut down Jerome, and in custom with the Soul's Army, burned his body in an industrial dumpster. Nadya had an issue with this, and apparently was offended by my attitude towards it. Now, I'm not a cold unfeeling bastard (though to have someone who has a ghost latched on to her tell me there's something wrong with me was...infuriating), but there's nothing we could do for Jerome except avenge him.
Which, funnily enough, I did.
While Agnes was giving him services or last rites or whatever, my phone received a text message. It shouldn't have been able to do that, but, rather than make a big deal about it, I answered the question and moved on.
"In two days, be at L2O at 12:03 P.M. Alone."
Anyway, the vampire that killed Jerome had been seen often around the area. White woman, blonde, large tits - that's the general description we got. She helpfully showed herself after Jerome's "services" and proceeded to try and get four of the Soul's Army gangbangers to join her. Nadya and Agnes both tried to get her to stop, but then they completely one-eightied and made her out to be a good person.
Now, having just watched two powerful people well versed in the Way of the Chupathingy (1) kowtow before...Vanilla...I was going to exercise the oldest strategy in war: live to fight another day. However, I guess instinct kicked in, or somebody upstairs has a sense of humor, but I drew Thunder and shot her...
And the bullet pretty much bounced off.
Before I knew it, she was right in front of me, punching me. While Greyson was doing one of his tricks, Agnes put up some kind of a globe of fire around Vanilla. Nadya stood there, I guess still thinking she wasn't that bad...and I backed up and shot her again, this time with some phosphorus bullets.
She lit the fuck up.
She screamed, backed into the fire globe, and turned to ash. This freaked out both Agnes and Nadya. Apparently, killing her was a very bad idea.
Too late for the bitch now, ain't it?
Nadya and Agnes took off for various errands, while Greyson and I spent the rest of the night at the building.
This is gonna get even more interesting, I can tell.
(1) Way of the Chupathingy - All things supernatural
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