Bump Velma Star Chris Wooding , I don't think Daniel or Matthew are going to say much, but if they want to, they can jump in rather than everyone waiting 48, 48, 48...
(Under Control) Meeting Chantay
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Bump Velma Star Chris Wooding , I don't think Daniel or Matthew are going to say much, but if they want to, they can jump in rather than everyone waiting 48, 48, 48...
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They might know more? Well, that's something. Still they're quite mysterious acting as well. While so far Velma and Chris have just been doing them a favor.
'I think we could get to know the number?' He quickly produces the camera/phone device from his pocket, since he had been holding on to it.
He puts the battery back in, and he starts to look for the message. Chris remembers that there was no specific sender identification, but maybe just a number? It was good to take a look anyway, their new friends might be more capable with this technology. And who knows, maybe another message would be on it now? He hadn't even thought of that before.
If nothing happens, he'll hand the phone over to Chantey.
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The Succubus kept her eyes glued to the phone either waiting for it to start ringing or to explode with a self-destruction mechanism to be activated if it was stolen… when it came to technology she knew the kine could be ingenious.
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As time passes, Daniel is more and more distracted from Velma's legs and... everything else. Which is really disturbing as that woman can really hold a gaze.
The thing is, the whole exchange just smells wrong. It's like they are not at an S&M club but at a criminal syndicate headquarters. Actually, what kind of patrons might a VIP list of such a place have?
After a moment his mind wonders to just how much influence and affluence the Anshega of the city seem to have. Just great.
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The phone boots up. Unlike other phones, there's no splash screen animation lauding the manufacturer or carrier. If there was any doubt that this was not consumer hardware, this would be a clincher. Even if it didn't look like one they'd ever seen, it's a little too... refine... to be standard issue for a large organization.
Initializing...
Signal Check: OK!
GPS Check: OK!
System Check: OK!
...wait...
Remote Lock: Enabled
...wait...
Tracking: Enabled
The text string on the blank, black background stares balefully at those assembled.
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So something happens...
'Great.' Chris is not an expert, but he knows what the word "tracking" means.
He clears his throat, 'So, it seems like all we have to is wait for them.' He then shows the phone to the others.
Now I'm really glad I didn't give them Nox's underground location.
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Well, she supposed that if there'd been any doubt the phone had been stolen they were gone now. Had she ever entertained the possibility that they could be trusted that might be disheartening. But she hadn't taken all that long to reach the conclusion that the only ones she could really trust in this mess were the fellow Uratha seated alongside her.
Still, this might be an enemy of my enemy type situation. And it wasn't as though she was particularly concerned about whomever might come after the phone finding this location.
"Hmm...perhaps we should continue this conversation somewhere where we can view feeds from the security cameras?"
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Nudge @ Wod.Infant Velma Star roadnottaken 48 hours, come on :( This is the second time in just over a week I've had to 48 this... :/ :(
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The feeds.
The idea had merit but this being a club predicated on the privacy and discretion of its members… not gonna happen.
”We have to find another way, we are so many we can search for them in the club and keep eyes on one another…?” Not as good an option but worth trying.
”I don’t know, probably they won’t even come to get it from us.” Her voice carried a bit of disappointment at that possibility… even if she could summon the trio she didn’t want to resort to that particular trick of the blood.
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Daniel shrugs his shoulders at this point:
"Why search? We have bait, right? Just dump the phone somewhere half-visible where we can corner them with no fuss and wait. I mean, there must be rooms where we'll be able to lock ourselves in for some privacy?"
Since their apparent friends' moral flexibility and competence has been revealed, the Rahu has been contemplating how they can use it to their advantage.
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