<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Name: Sebastian<br/>Place: The Red Lady club<br/>Wearing: Black trousers, white shirt, black tie, and a waistcoat. Sleeves rolled and pinned in place. <br/>Tagging: Shyeli <br/>Mentions: Aveline Aster Liliana<br/>Note: Now sat at a booth with Shyeli, leaving things in Aster's hands</span>.<br/><br/>===========<br/><br/>Sebastian's lips curled upwards in a smirk. Raising the water glass in the mock toast, he bowed his head and growled, "<strong>Here's to further prosperous nights."</strong><br/><br/>The werewolf sat back in the booth and cast his keen eyes around the main area of the club. All seemed to be working well: no one had started any trouble as of yet, his bar men were working steadily to keep the flow of customers going, and Aster seemed more than capable of managing things whilst he discussed matters with Shyeli. His current guest was known for her fountain of knowledge and her ability to pluck information out of a situation easier than most patrons did their cash out of wallets. In truth, although he had not heard the rest of the conversation between his Lady Aveline and her new companion, what he had heard - regarding the grizzly fates of Detective Sinclare and his wife - had been enough to stir that curiosity within him.<br/><br/>Growling low, replacing his glass on the table, Sebastian tried to think of business and not pleasure. There was always something in a Succubi's gaze that enthralled him, made his mad blood stir somewhat. His own passions could wait.<br/><br/>Making sure that the conversation was private, the barman leaned forwards, "<strong>Naturally, I'd love to engage you in your needs, but I'm afraid I may have to impose on your evening somewhat."<br/></strong><br/>His voice lowered, "<strong>Detective Sinclare has been murdered. Him and his wife both. You know that this is serious."</strong><br/><br/>Demon hunters such as Sinclare were valued in the demonic community. It was forbidden  for any demon to kill a human or another demon whilst they lived in the human world. A death like this could have only reeked of something that a chaos demon would do. The harsh detective had been a regular patron, there wasn't a demon who didn't know him, and as such, it was Sebastian's duty to start the invesitagation process early. "<strong>He was a dear friend to us all. Even helped out our informants - such as yourself. Now his daughter is here, wanting to find out what we know."</strong><br/><br/>His ears pricked, him raising his head with a deep rumbling growl as a couple headed past the booth and into one of the back rooms, his humanity slipping somewhat, before he calmed and lowered his head again,<strong> "I think that it might be worth looking into."</strong><br/><br/>Those words carried weight for every informant. Once that was concluded, the Wolf leaned back once more and smiled, his tone lighter now, "<strong>So what pleasures might this wonderful Succubus have in mind?"</strong>