Dead Heat

**Nil** · May 11th, 2011 06:52 PM

Seeing the car stop and pull over, he creases his brow. They were quitting the pursuit, but with good reason. He was curious about what that whole situation had been about, but this had potential to get out of control. He just wasn't that curious.

"Honey, stop. Pull over and follow that other car over there." he points at Cassie's car. "Just take it easy and stick to their speed. No need to be rushing about anymore."

Once the cars come to a stop, he descends and instructs her to go back to her friends and have fun.

May 12th, 2011 05:00 AM

Sidor cursed under his breath in Russian, rapidfire. Of course they hadn't been able to catch the Porshe, which meant that somewhere, there was a vampire who had gotten away with something. If there was one thing above all others that Sidor loathed, it was ill-disciplined Kindred who got away with it.

If I were at home, this would not have- He silenced the thought, crushed it at its source. Of course it would not have. If he were at home, he would be just one of many Sanctified ashes blowing in the breeze, so it was useless to compare the situations.

He climbed out of the car, the shadows clinging to his face and showing the impression of a feral, hungry snarl, even though his actual expression was much more dour.

"Your orders, Reeve?"

**Max Heinz** · May 12th, 2011 06:07 PM

*Max steps out of the car, waiting with arms folded across his chest for the others to approach. Once they are in earshot, he speaks.* We've done all we can for the night. I'll head back to the club and put up a proper posting to alert everyone to our Unannounced Resident. You're all free to go back to your business. Sorry to have interrupted it so suddenly...

I would remind you to be careful though. He knows we're on to him, and will most likely be driven to act rashly. Someone who drives a high dollar sports car with custom tags isn't in the habit of doing thing subtly. He'll be even more of a danger now, making his capture all the more imperative...

*Max sticks his head into the car to address Cassandra directly.* Ms Dawes, if you would be kind enough to drive me back to my car? I parked a few blocks away from the racers. *He looks in the cramped cargo area, pulling his head back out with a smile.* There should be enough room to give you gentlemen a ride as well, as long as you don't have "personal space" issues...

**Nil** · May 12th, 2011 06:28 PM

"I'd very much appreciate the ride back, and pose no complaints. We have strayed a fair bit from a comfortable walking distance for me." Anasztaz says, shrugging indifferently and gazing back to Sidor to measure his reaction.

"If it is alright with Miss Cassandra, that is?"

**Chrisie** · May 13th, 2011 02:07 AM

Cassie nods. Briefly pouting at the defeat and the frustrating loss of her cover money. "Sure thing, mister. Anyone who wants to can catch a ride back with me." she smiled now, sincere in her willingness to help - and thoughts of revenge began to bubble.

**Nil** · May 13th, 2011 04:01 AM

Anasztaz opens the door and holds it open Sidor. A small courtesy.

"Shall we head on out, Mr. Grigoriev?" he asks, arching his brow to accentuate his question. He wasn't quite sure how he would respond, his mood was generally dour - he could barely imagine how this mutual failure would have affected him.

May 13th, 2011 01:25 PM

Sidor nodded sharply. The failure glimmered beneath the surface and his fangs lengthened in the shadows, digging into his lower lip. He wanted to hunt, but he was aware that it was essentially futile against a sports car on foot.

"Thank you, Miss Dawes," he said stiffly. His mood seemed blacker than before, and the shadows on his face had gathered like stormclouds on his brow. "The drive will be very much appreciated."

**Chrisie** · May 13th, 2011 03:18 PM

Cassandra nods and smiles warmly and - once those who want to - are aboard, she drives safely off. Keeping the chatter to a minimum as she watches out for cops and Villainous Porsche's.

**Nil** · May 13th, 2011 03:21 PM

Anasztaz remains taciturn during the drive, obviously pondering the events and implications and not even trying to conceal it. A few ideas were brewing, too.

**Max Heinz** · May 13th, 2011 10:21 PM

*Max hops out as the car slows near his own, not even waiting for Cassandra to fully stop the car before exiting. it's not that he was eager to leave the company of the others, he just had places to go before the end of the evening. The old BWM fires up, pulling off into the night in the direction of Avalon.*

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