12-01-2014, 11:52 PM
Enzo's description of these female people-eaters, as lacking in specifics as it was, certainly peaked Hood's interest. Almost impossible to kill? In his past life, he and others like him had been sent after 'impossible' targets and always come out ahead, but not without ample planning and modern technology. Hunting monsters on the down-low rarely allowed the hunters to plan further ahead then 'find their lair and fill 'em with lead.'
He scoffed in faint annoyance. "Fuckin' Manifesto. I can get better scotch in a squatter camp. Better company too. Shits that hang out there are about as shallow as those girly-man bartender's fingers when they're measuring a drink."
Another sip of his breakfast beer, then he set the drink aside and crossed both arms over his chest. "Well, if your bitch is hanging out at Manifesto, there aren't many in your social circle that'll be able to walk in and take a peek. Luckily for you lot, I'm just so damn much prettier then your boys. My boss owes me a favor. I can get myself and a plus one on the door man's list if you can wait a few days."
Naturally Hood had the building's schematics and portfolios on many of the employees, and the specifics on the security system too. For a club, it was fairly impressive. But considering the clientele, it made sense. What didn't make sense was why some man-eating monster was hanging out at Manifesto. Surely she couldn't have been feeding, unless it was on the escorts and call girls.
He scoffed in faint annoyance. "Fuckin' Manifesto. I can get better scotch in a squatter camp. Better company too. Shits that hang out there are about as shallow as those girly-man bartender's fingers when they're measuring a drink."
Another sip of his breakfast beer, then he set the drink aside and crossed both arms over his chest. "Well, if your bitch is hanging out at Manifesto, there aren't many in your social circle that'll be able to walk in and take a peek. Luckily for you lot, I'm just so damn much prettier then your boys. My boss owes me a favor. I can get myself and a plus one on the door man's list if you can wait a few days."
Naturally Hood had the building's schematics and portfolios on many of the employees, and the specifics on the security system too. For a club, it was fairly impressive. But considering the clientele, it made sense. What didn't make sense was why some man-eating monster was hanging out at Manifesto. Surely she couldn't have been feeding, unless it was on the escorts and call girls.