Scambo 09-01-2008 12:12 AM<br/>Jack slipped inside the house past the man standing in the doorway. Concealed in his sleeve was a small audio recording device.<br/>"Thanks for getting here so early. The TV just switched off and wouldn't turn back on, no matter what I did."<br/><br/>"Don't worry sir. It may be the wiring. Some of Solace's older houses are having the same problem." He set the empty tool-box near the TV before following the wire under the couch and into the wall. He reached out and corrected the small error in the wiring that he had caused several days before. With that, the TV switched back on, bathing the room with soft ambient light. As he slid the sofa back into place, he reached beneath it and slipped the bug into the tiny slit that had been prepared by his client.<br/><br/>"Thats done. Is your bedroom experiencing any problems?"<br/><br/>"No. But do you think you could check anyway? I dont want to pester you when that goes out too. Jack grinned; he knew he would let him in.<br/><br/>"Sure, don't worry about it." After ascending the stairs, he crouched near the bed and reached for the wall, depositing the other bug within another niche created by his client. His job completed, Jack collected the empty tool-box and left. After walking a fair distance from the house, he stripped the cable jumpsuit off and deposited it in a subway locker before pulling on a pair of jeans, black T-shirt and a leather jacket. Before he closed his locker, he noticed his carpenter's dust mask lying within. It was a valuable disguise tool, allowing him both an inconspicuous face mask, and part of a disguise. He stuffed it into his pocket before leaving. As he proceeded up the stairs he saw a women, middle-aged, wearing sunglasses and a trench coat. As they passed, her hand emerged from the opening in the coats middle, passing him a thick roll of money. He grinned devilishly; two and a half grand in pocket. Between sabotaging the houses wiring, the Cable disguise and the bugs, that was about the right price. Things in Solace had taken a dark and unforeseen turn after he had left the Arrows. The supernatural community was restless, hostilities between Werewolves and Vampires had spiked and the violence was taking its toll on the city, supernaturals and norms alike. And while it was bad for the people, the restlessness and suspicion made it lucrative for a private investigator like himself. But this was overshadowed by what he saw during his other occupation. An investigator, but rather than of the private type, spying on wives and husbands, he looked into spiritual matters. The spirits were unruly, drifting like fireflies, winking and dimming through existence. A solemn weight at his hip reminded him that the city was no longer safe, not even in the blazing daylight. It was mid-afternoon when he departed for his other client. Watching a man as he came home from work. It was boring, the only thing he did on his way home was stop for a hot dog. He collected his payment and was on his way back when he looked over and saw that the sun was no more than a hazy ball on the horizon. Sounds floated from the next block over, and at first he could not make it out, but as he got closer he heard the screams mingling with crackling wood. He moved at a sprint, weaving through the crowd of people until he stood in front of a burning two story apartment. The firefighters had yet to arrive but he heard sirens in the distance. Too distant. Most of the buildings residents had vacated, but a woman was screaming that her children were trapped inside. He swore softly and thought about walking by. He dismissed the thought as he pulled on a pair of sunglasses and the dust mask. The less people that saw his face the better. He ducked into a nearby alley and entered through a blown out window. He rushed through the burning corridors, keeping the flames at bay with his magic. The rooms on the first floor were all clear, but as he reached the stairs, he saw that they were demolished. He wasted no time as he rushed back to a room and blew the door of its hinges with Force. He ran inside and smashed the window with his elbow before swinging outside and beginning his climb up the narrow drain-pipe. The climb was long and arduous made even more so by the drain's constant shaking and he dared not use magic to steady it while the crowd below watched. Finally, he came to the top and kicked at a window. A backdraft blew through, the flames melting the plastic frame to the building itself. Dangling from the rooftop, he swung through and once out of sight pushed the flames back. In the hall, a door stood open and he rushed to it. Rounding the corner, he saw a young boy and girl huddled in the corner, cowering from a dark figure that dominated the room. Its hands, visible beneath a black coat were pale and tipped with claw like nails. Jack approached slowly, calling a rote into his mind and hoping he could catch the mysterious figure off guard.<br/><br/>Forgotten Wolf 09-01-2008 08:41 PM<br/>Brian just rolled his eyes a little at Sheyâ€™s humored remark and look back at him when she called off her hunts. He listens though and was content with what she decided. He kept his aura at its current level to avoid causing insult to Shey or her pack members. He kept quiet until her wolves disappeared before speaking again. â€œIâ€™ll make sure things get done.â€ He says simply and calmly as he steps back into the shadows of the trees and quickly vanished. â€œYou know where to find a Chameleon if you want to reach me but now I must be off to se the living dead. See you around Rahu.â€ These last few words slipped out of the shadows in the language of First Tongue with remarkable clarity for a werewolf who only changed at most three months ago.<br/><br/>Once Brian was back within the city limits he pulled out his cell and started dialing. Though he had friends in the vampire community, he was sure none of them could get him within the vampire Elysium and get him an audience with the Prince that night without issuesâ€¦ He did know a non-vampire who might be able to do it. â€œHey, Chris I need a favorâ€¦â€<br/><br/>A Cheiron Group agent************<br/><br/>He had been following that thing for a while now but it gave him the slip only moments ago. Kind of interesting since he was following from the roofs and the specimen was groundside. With a little patience, a little old fashion questioning, and tracking, he was able to finally locate the specimenâ€¦ inside an old apartment building. He didnâ€™t like it. He didnâ€™t know the building lay out and that thing could be setting up a trap for him if it figured out he had been following it.<br/><br/>Then a solution hit him, and with haste broke one of the out of direct sight windows on the first floor and set the curtains on fire with a lighter. The thing the company had implanted around his heart gave a small squeeze of delight. Now I just need to wait for it to be smoked out. He thought as he quickly climbed to the roof of one of the next door buildings to watch for his paycheck to come running out. It didnâ€™t though and the fire kept growing and soon he became aware of some lady yelling about her childrenâ€¦ Wasnâ€™t his problem, it was his job to be saving othersâ€¦ He got paid to capture the unusual creatures that lurked in this city.<br/><br/>Then that man came and went running into the burning building to supposedly find the ladyâ€™s children. Watching on the agent could almost tell there was something odd about the man and when he started climbing the drain-pipe the agent decided to make certain. Squeezing his eyes shut, he rolled his eyes in a particular pattern and the words Interface Chip Disabled appeared briefly before his eyes. Opening them, they now were solid gold (the whites, the pupils, everything) and his sight was flooded with new information that threatened to overwhelm him. Looking at the â€˜heroâ€™ on the drain pipe he could now make out his auraâ€¦ and it told him he wasnâ€™t truly humanâ€¦ Hmmmâ€¦. Well if one doesnâ€™t make it I might have a nice new specimen for the lab guys to take. He thought without emotion and just continued to watch onâ€¦ hoping to see one (or both) of his paychecks exit the building. After all he needed to eatâ€¦ or buy a nice new car to go along with the three othersâ€¦