Curiosity

[tiny_dancer81]

She'd meant to check out Ragnarok anyway.

The upper level of the attraction was a haunted house, and Theresa entertained herself by trying to tell what species some of the staff might be. She even struck up idle conversation with a couple of them. When the vampire was pointed towards the entrance to the lower level, she descended the stairs, then paused at the bottom step.

She didn't even know if Katherine would show up or was going to be around. The other vampire had seemed like the secretive type, but Theresa's curiosity was piqued enough that she at least wanted to have a look around.

There was a bar, and she ordered three shots of tequila. She would hang out and see what happened. There were worse ways to kill a night.

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[stakes_and_daggers]

What a difference a day made... Gone was the cocktail dress and Theresa's initial assumption of Katherine preferred mode of clothing turned out to be an apt one. Joan Jett with fangs pretty much described her style and the accompanying swagger when she came through the door, both looked and felt a lot more natural.

After a few moments' worth of scanning the customers, once a drink was securely in hand, Katherine glanced back a second time at the smaller brunette, frowning before making sure the features more or less fit from her memory.

"Usually, I try try to stay away from places like this," she began, moving over. "Too much of a target. On the other hand, it does have this on tap, so..."

Gesturing with a look down at the contents of her glass, Katherine was, by no means, the only one to have ordered something a typical human bar would never even think to serve. Her own choice a deep crimson, for obvious reasons, but there was an added alcoholic kick to it.

[tiny_dancer81]

"Seems like guns would be easier. Not that guns really work on us, but they would on them."

Theresa said it off-handedly while digging out more money for another round of shots. She was getting used to drinking straight tequila, although it was a definite change from margaritas. That asshole at the Hart who wouldn't give her Deanna's room number better not have kept that bottle for himself. She might have been reasonably even-tempered for a vampire, but she could still twist somebody's nut sack until they yelled uncle.

"So is that the whole reason you're here, to stage a hit?" she asked Katherine. Maybe she should stick close to this one for a while. Doing what, she had no idea. She doubted the older vampire wanted a sidekick, and she wasn't really the type to engage in overt crimes. But if there was something to be learned, maybe she should make an effort.

"So it's kinda like an escort service or something, setting that up?" she queried. "The client gets in touch, you make a deal, and somebody gets the business."