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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 13, 2016 2:37:48 GMT
He waited for her to end the call then asked, "So... I know it’s a different city where you have your contact with the master of the city, but two questions. Don’t they communicate aren’t they all friendly or at last friendly like politicians and two how do you know the Master of New Orleans?"
He was soft balling slowly building to a big ask. Namely because his anger had already put a hurt on what they had. He was attempting to handle things with a good deal more tact. He was normally not an angry guy and yet as of late being pulled as they were the months long investigation and the fracas outside had him edged up something awful.
So much so that eve as calm as he seemed now there was something bubbling under the surface. He needed to find an outlet and boxing hadn’t been helping. He might have to step things up with his training.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 13, 2016 4:35:38 GMT
She sighed he was digging she gave him an inch he wants a mile. Of the secrets she held this was slightly less dangerous for him to know. " you musts not been paying attention in training when they taught how most masters of the city behave and interact..vampire culture is,very aristocratic and yes more political than neighbors or besties. So if one owes another a favor it's huge and they don't visit each other unnecessary or with out negotiations unless it's an act of war"
She let that sink in first" as for how it's strange but my grandmother had abilities not the same but similar and she traveled. She met him once when she was younger and green he saved her once she promised him aid on return. It took some time but he came to collect and he met me then as a little girl. He could feel my gift so he decided to watch over me but stopped coming after I lost my father and one brother close together. Eventually I forgot him until we had to go back and they put me in touch with his people about the then new investigation a bout the v"
There laid bare now maybe he'd relax some and stop digging because if not there was gonna be tension and issues.
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 13, 2016 20:27:02 GMT
Matt sighed finally getting to the point. "So they as a whole do operate that way over the course of generations." Damn he thought. Standing up he stretched. He was far more than just physically tired. But forward was all he had.
Moving closer to her so his voice didnt have to carry far. "You know I have a big family an extended one with hangers on added evry generation or so. Well," he paused really trying to find a way to not ask. "My cousin is a private dick in Miami. Hes good. Really good has his own five office shop licensed and bonded in twelve states. Kind of a big deal in those circles. He finds things and people. The better its hidden the better he is at finding it. His daughter is even better. She turns eighteen in a month. And well the Master of Miami is determined to make her part of his Kiss. He says because he insured the Gregory's were free of their debt as a family to his master that it is fair trade."
He paused as he hadn't even dropped the real bomb the part that rubbed him rawest.
"So my cousin looks into it he is looking for a way to fight this...and he finds its all true. They used to keep families that bred true so they could use certain skills in proetectors and bedmates and worse. Gregory is a common enough last name but there was a family tree outlining skills with names. My name was in it he sent me a picture." He paused then rushed through. "Latent faith based abilities and skullduggery. Its why I was so good as a UC...its why a lot of things. And I know that if anybody can make sense of it you can. But I need to know you trust me enough to tell me everything before I tell you everything else."
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 13, 2016 21:52:29 GMT
And there it was he took the mile. She heard him about his cousin and felt bad that she was slated in such a way but technically the girl had to be willing or they would sign warrant on his ass so quick. She took a breath and let it out" you asked me how I knew him I told you what more is there to saye matt?"
He really was trying to paint a target on his back both of her connections could kill him and or make him wish he was dead. She really didn't want that on her conscious.
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 13, 2016 23:55:49 GMT
It was a small thing and mormally he would have pursued it. Now however knowing what he did he let it lie. He was asking everything because he didn't truly trust himself anymore. He needed someone to trust but he was good at his former job and had very little in the way of a trust circle.
"I don't know and thats the point. My whole life my whole everything is up in the air. Don't you get that. I was bred to be good at lying and scenting lies. Some master of the city somewhere years upon years ago pushed and pulled and manipulated things so I would be the end result. That same master or his friends allies associates did the same to your family or something similar. And I need some way to make sense of it so I can find an escape clause. Moni you're all I got. Im sharing everything I can...but one small thing. A name actually several but I don't know I need something as its not just my life its my families. Dont tell me anyone elses secrets thats not what I am asking."
He stopped himself sighing. "You're right I am being silly. Im just shaken. Don't mind me. Lets go get something to eat its probably just low blood sugar."
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 14, 2016 2:50:01 GMT
She'd never seen him like this and it softened her. She groaned and closed the space taking his face in her hands looking him in the eyes" I've never met the master of Miami but I know that if your cousin is not willing no matter of debt will allow him to have her because just as they have rules and laws so do we...kidnapping or coherson by a vampire is a death sentence for them. No master would risk it. I get this has scared and changed you. It was hard in Nola hearing that truth but I had so much other worry his cultivation or not of my family didn't matter then. Though I see now why you keep digging"
Letting him go she sighed" as for names I honestly don't know that many I met a few lions besides the ones we had to kill but they were vacationing like us visitors. Unlike vamps they tend to be able to visit and have friends in other states. They can visit with the home group and as long as they are peaceful be left alone"
She shrugged and knew he'd hear the truth because it was hiero had been visiting Sam was from else where.
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 16, 2016 3:35:06 GMT
He sighed and forced a smile that became real. "True enough he can’t take her by force. But he wouldn’t have to if the contract he has is real. But that’s whats going on with me don’t worry about that I shouldn’t have shared. I know it will work out one way or another. Lets go get a bite to eat. I know you’re having a rough time as well. Just, well just I am sorry to leak all over you. I know you don’t need that shit." He nudged her amiably. “I really do have low blood sugar by now. I think I burned all my energy off with the fight to get in then all of this soft hearted tory bullshit just now.” He looked outside quickly the street was mostly clear they could make a run for it and escape the bulk of the drama and issues stills circulating below.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 16, 2016 4:27:33 GMT
She nodded and filed the cintract thubg away for later he didnt know it but shed see his cousin freed." I xoukd eat we should probably get something for wrick as well even though they secreted him away."
She fallowed him out and was glad the crowd thinned." So Cuban or Nigerian?"
They had food trucks now that frequented the area.
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 21, 2016 3:11:31 GMT
He changed gears and joked as a way to hide away the turmoil in the heart of him." Yeah we probably should I understand he is a bear when he doesn’t eat." He joked. “Nigerian is the way to go spice but not too much heat. Real flavor.”
The crowd had thinned quite a bit but there was still too much activity on the street. He hated when it was too active in the area. He wanted to talk but the streets were wired for sound. He hated how much surveillance was a part of the world it defeated the purpose of intel these days. "Hey look I know I put a lot on your plate but just chalk it up to nerves. Don’t do anything don’t look into it let it just drop Moni. K?"
He was as close to begging as he could ever come he had to let it drop with her he didn’t want her to overextend herself anymore than she probably already had.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 21, 2016 5:18:55 GMT
The joke made her roll her eyes but laugh. Noddi g she noticed that there were still to many people about . walking towards the Nigerian lion truck she sighed but since she now knew his gift she knew she couldnt lie to him. Then it came to her" fine I wont investigate or look into it any further tho I can help and you know it"
There she wasn't lying because she wouldnt look into it but that didnt mean she couldn't get someone else to.
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 22, 2016 8:29:31 GMT
He saw the wheels working and didn’t try to read into them he simply let well enough alone. It was all he could do he was really sensitive to things right now and had to find his limits before he exceeded them by too far to reign himself back in. "Thanks Moni; I need a friend really I do. Its so hard to even try to connect with anyone, now especially. "
He shook his head as a blue and white initiated a stop and check across the street from the food truck. He knew their LT had to be riding them pretty hard to be desperate enough to try and fill quota this close to the house. He shook his head. His thoughts going to perhaps visiting Miami and raising hell. His last vacation had been New Orleans for the conference and that ended about as well as he’d hoped. He couldn’t get it out of his head that vampires had played at his life before it was even his along with his parents and ancestors. It was enough to make him want to do something excessively rash. Instead he ordered the number two, chicken yam porridge, with extra fufu. He thought of ordering dessert but knew it wouldn’t last either he’d eat that or his meal. So he settled on his meal and ordered both a Yamashoma and Kenkey for Erick. He was a big guy and he knew it’d been a while since he’d eaten. Waiting on Moni to order he watched the S and C across the street.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 23, 2016 0:34:34 GMT
She got coconut rice chicken and beef suya and dodo little fried plantain disks. Large order of chin chin to share for desert. Regular fruit tea bottled and an extra for erick.
They carried the food back bags laden smelling delicious." You coming up with me to have lunch or desking it?"
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Post by Matthew Gregory on Sept 23, 2016 5:07:32 GMT
He helped carry and followed mostly lost in thought mostly watching the tall white male who’d been reading his phone until they showed up. Once they ordered he’d begun texting. It was nothing but he was paranoid these days.
He noticed and catalogued the mains looks even as plain as he was Matt knew he would know him. In fact, he had already compiled a search criteria in his head for his scouting. " Yeah of course I’m coming if I sit at my desk I may have to do some real work." He joked.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Sept 23, 2016 7:00:06 GMT
Laughing softly she tiok the elevator up to the office. Seeing the big man watching soccer looking bored" hey figured you could eat so we came up to join you ..did they say when they might let you go home?"
She didnt know if the apartment was included in the wreck but if so they would probably give him a suite with security some where.
Setting out the food handing him a pomegranate tea.
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Post by Erick Kelly on Sept 23, 2016 7:07:27 GMT
He was happy to see any one. Plus the food smelled amazing " no they wanf me under watch so oimini suites with two cops tonight. "
Nodding to Matt and grabbing a fork which was provided by habit for tourists who didnt know African food and prefered forks. Digging in he tasted both plate provided grumbling low in pleasure " so did this making me a hero work like you planned?"
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