<strong>Medea<br/>Hellion Club<br/>Early Morning</strong><br/><br/>I can't ignore the fact that Hellion's cheek against mine, her lips caressing my ear in the darkness, those things are exciting.  And they're a little frightening, because I know what she wants in return.  Honesty is a dangerous thing in the work I do.  And you can never tell when someone is going to turn on you, especially in the games that I'm forced to play.<br/><br/>The proffered drink is pleasant, but I'm forced to shake my head.  Father's first rule was not to indulge in what the clubs offered.  It's a good rule, too, since trying to modulate my voice could be troublesome with a dose of alcohol in me.  I look down at the club, the strange lights and frenetic attempts to loose themselves in the risque drama of a carefree existence, even if it is only another illusion.  The strange young man - Code Name: Aesir, I suddenly recall - has access to the medical supplies he needs; I haven't any idea if he knows how to use them though.  Files tell you very little, in the long run.<br/><br/>"You can call me Dinah," I finally reply.  It's a start, I suppose, but I work very hard to keep my identities separate.  The people I work against are powerful, and a slip up means worse than mere death.  Prison, legal battles, the swirl of unending corruption crawling after me.  It's a threat I'd rather not live with.   I pulls one of the crystal balls, and cup my fingers around, it, before rollign though and around the arch of my hands and thumbs.  I'm not trying to hypnotize her or Aesir - deities no! - but I'm nervous, and I need to keep my hands busy.<br/><br/>"The only thing I need to know is who killed the Comedian.  And I only need to know that so I can make certain they didn't discover one of his secrets.  Even if they did, I'd just make certain they couldn't tell that one secret.  It's not even a valuable or state secret, just a piece of personal information that is important to one person out of the entire six billion."  I let the sphere rest on my hand, rolling my hand under it while it remains stationary, the lights from the club making it sparkle becomingly.  "It's a trivial matter, in light of many, but this isn't my territory, either."<br/><br/><br/>