Chapter 7:A Beauty That's Thin, White, and Rich

[Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen]

To Hilja

“Very well,” I say with a smile. “I recently got a call from Dr. West at Genetech. He told me about a possible prophet. Would you like to meet him? I’d like to examine him.”

[wyvernlord]

“I don’t know!” Tyler laughs. “Could be a thousand pills of Tylenol or 3 gallons of Bliomiosin. Just tell me what you need and I’ll get it for you.”

[Taylor Jones]

Taylor picks up her paper. "Actually, its getting rather late. So I should probobly be getting home." She pays the tab for her latte.

"It was nice meeting you, Hector." With that, she walks out, and toward her apartment. Really, its a relatively long walk, but she didn't mind it so much. She would rather walk than take a cab which really she didn't have the money for, besides you never know who you're going to bump into.

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

"Yes, that sounds very interesting Lon." I reply with excitement. I clasp my hands together and am happy that I have the next few days off of work so I can go visit this prophet and see the important work that my brother does. It makes me feel jealous that I am so mediocre and he is so important!

[Malak Al-Dabaran]

"I only have $50 on me, so, just give me whatever you can for that amount." Malak replies to Tyler. He folds his arms over his chest and is distracted for a moment by the dancing and music. He looks away at the crowd of people. The room is loud and hot. He feels a tightness in his chest from dealing with Tyler.

He looks to Tuesday and is relieved that he is not alone here.

[Pyry Korpela]

Pyry was looking forward to seeing his sister he was coming of a hard case. A vampire who was hiding as a student in a local school a *reformed vampire*. the vampire had begged for her life a vampire with the face of a child. he had executed his order and killed the vampire in front on an entire class. the vampire had been stealing blood from sleeping children. he knew he did the right thing he dialed his phone to see if he could reach his sister.

[kaleb]

"He could be there, but he's insane. He could do something so far fetched you have to be insane..." Kaleb replied as the door closed behind him when they walked back into the green slimed hallway. If Kaleb was insane, wanted free, where would he go? The air ducts? If the place was locked down making conventional escape, what else would you do?

"He could be in the air ducts..." Kaleb thought out loud looking up at the celing for a moment to consider it before he opened the channel for the guards. "Anyone searching the halls let me know if you find any open grates or hear noises in the ceiling exactly when you hear them."[/b] Kaleb barked as he headed off again after the trail of slime.[/color]

[Taniel and Taline Qassim]

Taniel and Taline(still asleep on Taniel's back) manage to stay low for a while, but just before they return to their hotel room, Taniel began to ask around.

"Umm.....excuse me....can you tell me what happened?" Taniel ask random worker from the local All Mart Company.

"I don't know what really happened, but I did heard some shooting fired and some people got hurt or killed." she reply.

"Oh.....but did you ever someone named Horacio?"

"Why you want to meet him?"

"Because.......he's family...." Taniel lie to her.

"I didn't know he have any family..." she says quietly before looking back to Taniel. "Too bad you missed him......."

"What do you mean we missed him?" Taline ask the female worker, almost making Taniel drop her on the ground.

"Horacio was shot and look hurt pretty bad, but two people took him and went somewhere with him."

"I see.....thank you." Taniel says to the lady worker before quickly heading back to the hotel. "How come you did not tell me that you were awake?"

"Sorry....but maybe we should go back to London...." Taline answer.

"But we need to find Horacio."

"But the two guys who took Horacio might be helping him."

"Oh....okay then. Lets head back to the hotel and go back to London." Taniel says to her.

"Okay." Taline says quietly before going to sleep again.

"Allah....you must hate my guts so much...." Taniel mutter to himself before he went to the hotel and gather his and Taline's stuff. Once he check out the hotel, he and sleepy Taline went to the teleportaion booth, and went back to London.

[wyvernlord]

"Here you are," Tyler says as he hands Malak a set of antibiotics and pain relevers. "One of each tablet a day, no more," Tyler says with a smile. "'Name's Tyler by the way, youself?" Tyler greets, offering a handshake.

[Virgil Evans]

Virgil listened to the screaming of the world around him. Amazing to leave a silent room and have the whole of existance scream. The room had tricked him, it seemed.

But he was safe here for now, a little virus in the bloody veins of the world. Slinking along he was vaguely aware of the slime he was leaving himself. His clothing had become frayed and his pink outsides where leaking his green insides. Luckily his insides worked as outsides too.

He just needed to evade the strangers and the screams always revealed them. He could smell the clockwork stranger's unflesh even here. That one was something strange. The other strangers where less known to him, he couldn't tell them apart (they where strangers, after all).

Only the first stranger was known. He'd left part of himself behind with that one and he could always hear himself coming.

Sliding through a space no more than a foot wide he lost a little more clothing and slime but this took him heighter, which sounded clearer and cleaner.

[Malak Al-Dabaran]

"My name is Saud." Malak states to Tyler and extends his hand to shake. "Thanks for the medicines. I just hate to see people suffer needlessly. I suppose you could call me a sort of humanitarian then.." He says with a light laugh. He laughs again and takes the medicines, which he stuffs in his jacket pockets. The club is loud and very full. Malak is pushed around by a couple trying to squeeze by him.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

Peter had been considering a comment to make on the mafia but Dinari's news cut it short.

"Attacked?... well, now somebody's gone and pissed me off. Send the info to my phone. No, nevermind, best to get right on this. Come on Tuvi, work waits for no one!" Peter leaned over and grabbed Tuvi's arm, just above her elbow and started to leave, fully intent on pulling her along if need be.

An attack on Allmart itself would not, could not, stand and be allowed. He'd need every resource he could get to find whoever (whatever) did it so he could teach them their error.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday scans around the club, watching people dance, and listening to the rhythmic beats booming through the speakers. She listens to Malak, who gives a false name, and this man that called himself Tyler talk.

"And there is a certain person suffering needlessly as we speak." She cuts in, trying to push things along. She doesn't really trust Tyler, something about him rubbed her wrong. "I don't mean to be rude, but we should probobly be getting back to him."

[Malak Al-Dabaran]

"Yes, we should go. Later, Tyler." Malak says before walking off with Tuesday. He leaves the club with her and looks behind them once they have exited. "I don't trust him. It seems fishy that he knew exactly what he needed. I think we are unsafe." Malak says with paranoia. He keeps looking back from time to time looking for Tyler. He wishes they had some secret code or something that they could speak in.

[Tuesday DeCastro]

Tuesday nods, running her hand through her hair again. "I don't remember saying we needed any kind of medication when we entered the club." She thinks for a moment, and is almost positive they never mentioned needing any kind of medication.

"He was saying how he can do surgery too." She shudders slightly at the thought of it. She looks over her shoulder.