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 Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:02 pm
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*Looks morosely at Nickel*
Why do I make people so bloody angry?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:05 pm
*Pokes his head in, knocking after doing so*
I'm assuming that Heatmiser leaving in a tiffy might make this a bad time?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:07 pm
Nah. You're welcome to come in here, have a pass, then leave infuriated at whatever it is about me that makes me so hate-able. *Rubs the back of his neck* It's a reoccurring thing. All my life. Golden Boy, Boy Who Lived, Chosen One, he's a right p***k, apparently.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:13 pm
Uhh... Right. I know of the Golden Girls, but you're not quite old enough to qualify for their club there, oh hate-inducing one. *Gives a friendly smile as he comes in, shutting the door before he sits down in front of Harry's desk, setting down a file on the desk and opening it up*
Right, so I'm on a bit of an Easter Egg hunt and this little beauty is the big ole gold egg that all the other kiddies want. Typically, there's a dollar in there, maybe a matchbox car, but I'm pretty sure this one is just a hell hole of blood, gore and sex. *Nods*
You know anything about The Crypt? This thing moves, so technically it's in our jurisdiction some of the time.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:30 pm
*Sits back down, not even looking at the file* Yeah, s'the nastiest vampire club we know of. Bianca Sol's cup of tea. *Makes a face*
It moves, mostly between Knockturn, London, and we're guessing Morbus. Er, well, we were guessing before your department was founded. *Cracks a grin* Thanks for taking that on, by the way. The boys tossed a party when they found out they didn't have to go slinking into deadly vampire lairs anymore.
I reckon there's magic involved not just with the unplotting, roaming location. I think the vamps who go can't tell anyone else where it's at. You've got to find it on your own.
It's run by a vampire named Ivan Sanguini. Dorian won't talk much about him but I reckon it's his 'childe' or whatever you call them. He's slicker than spit. He'll answer phonecalls but forget getting him in person.
Err... I dunno what else might not be clear in the file.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:36 pm
Nope. That's about everything they I got on that file. *Beams* Also, that cake was delicious. I really liked the little additive of, "Sorry, Suckers" added in bleeding icing.
Nah, I figured I'd just ask. *Takes the file back up* You know, since this thing is like...almost impossible.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:47 pm
Er, I know a few people you might can talk to about it? My friend London, Sol's daughter? She teaches at Hogwarts. Dunno if she's ever been there, but.. And, er, there's Gabriel Hatchel, he's got informants we know frequent the club, he might have something for you.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 12:54 pm
I think I'll try Sol out before I go sniffing around Hatchel... I know his types. And I typically hate them, which would make it difficult for us to work together with conversing and such.
Also. I really wanted to point out that that hat you're wearing is adorable.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:08 pm
You shouldn't have any trouble with London. I'll give her a call and see if I can set something up?
You can have it, if you want. My ex-wife said I'm 'trying too hard' and my owl hates it.
I need Starbucks.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:28 pm
Sure. I'd appreciate it.
*Raises his eyebrow*
Yeah, because those two are awesome fashion critics. I think you look cute.
*Shrugs a muscled shoulder, getting up and pushing the chair back in place*
I'll buy if you show me where the hell one is around here.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:38 pm
We have one here in the building. n_n But there's a larger one in London.
*Stands, fishing in the pocket of his jacket for his cellphone* She couldn't leave the castle for a bit but she's out of danger now... I'll see if she'll meet us for lunch. I was about to take my hour anyway.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:39 pm
Works for me. ^^ *Rests his hands in his pockets*
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:44 pm
*Makes the call, his voice a little lighter now, and grins at Hannibal when he hangs up*
Right. Well. Let's go, then.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 1:49 pm
*Keeps a hand in his pocket, but opens the door, following Harry out*
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