Post by badwolf on Nov 22, 2018 7:08:19 GMT
The view opens to the outside of a bar along a run down looking street in New York. The streetlights flicker as sparce traffic passes by blowing trash in the wind. The late autumn cold was evident as the dying leaves on what few trees lined the sidewalk. The scene inside the bar was clear that it was a dive bar but with a certain rustic charm. The bar itself was clean and well kept just stuck in the past with it's decor. There were few patrons at this hour in this part of town but you can always find the regulars. Cebra sat at one end of the bar nursing his whiskey sour and shifting his eyes occasionally to another patron. A man in his forties with fading well coiffed red hair, a three piece suit and missing one arm. He had a prosthetic arm in it's place, his right arm that was still functional was in a sling. His mechanical prosthetic seemed to take care of everything. Cebra looked at the man with some expression of malice though hiding it quite well from view.
Sitting close to a window with her drink was a woman with ash grey hair, piercing eyes and a remarkable if not perfect physique. Despite Cebra's focus on the gentleman at the bar he couldn't help but be distracted by the woman, she seemed a little too high class to be in such a place. It had also been some time since Cebra had been taken with anyone but she was something else. The older gentleman had been making eyes at her and she seemed to be returning the gesture, Cebra sat back and continued to observe. A while later the young woman and older man left the bar together much to Cebra's dismay, he had hoped that the man would strike out for a number of reasons. Cebra wanted to take the man for an interrogation, Cebra knew him as James Grandville an Orion executive. Had he left alone Cebra could kidnap him at ease, now there was this woman to consider.
Cebra managed to slip out of the bar after them leaving his payment and a tip, he made his way to his blue Impala and tailed the two would be love birds back to an apartment on top of a shop. Cebra parks a street away before getting out and hiding in a nearby alley to avoid detection. The woman and man seem to be quite close in embrace as they both head to the back of the shop. Cebra slips in behind them after they go around back waiting around the corner. He loses the two for a hot second before hearing the sound of a click. Cebra checks the wall and discovers a secret back entrance. Cebra heads to the stairs quietly making sure to stay out of sight, he's so far it's difficult to keep track of where they go. Cebra runs up the stairs as fast as he can until he hears a door closing in the far hallway. He races out as fast as he can unsure of which door that closed, he slowly moves down the hall listening to every door.
He stops at one door in particular smelling the feint scent of the older mans powerful cologne. Rather than waste any more time with this chase and stealth Cebra decides it's time for some dynamic entry. Cebra takes a step back and jumps forward kicking the door open and sliding in.
"... Sorry to break up the date but I need a wor... What the?"
There is a sight before Cebra he can barely comprehend, something from an Eldritch horror ritual. Cebra had been known to do horrible things to evil people but this was like some religious or cult ceremony and he was not ready for this. The mans flayed body lay resting on a suspended hook as the blood was seemingly drained from him, it's clear he died painfully. The only thing that kept Cebra from freaking out was his training, he quickly turned back to the woman who was now glaring him down with nothing less than homicidal intent.
Sitting close to a window with her drink was a woman with ash grey hair, piercing eyes and a remarkable if not perfect physique. Despite Cebra's focus on the gentleman at the bar he couldn't help but be distracted by the woman, she seemed a little too high class to be in such a place. It had also been some time since Cebra had been taken with anyone but she was something else. The older gentleman had been making eyes at her and she seemed to be returning the gesture, Cebra sat back and continued to observe. A while later the young woman and older man left the bar together much to Cebra's dismay, he had hoped that the man would strike out for a number of reasons. Cebra wanted to take the man for an interrogation, Cebra knew him as James Grandville an Orion executive. Had he left alone Cebra could kidnap him at ease, now there was this woman to consider.
Cebra managed to slip out of the bar after them leaving his payment and a tip, he made his way to his blue Impala and tailed the two would be love birds back to an apartment on top of a shop. Cebra parks a street away before getting out and hiding in a nearby alley to avoid detection. The woman and man seem to be quite close in embrace as they both head to the back of the shop. Cebra slips in behind them after they go around back waiting around the corner. He loses the two for a hot second before hearing the sound of a click. Cebra checks the wall and discovers a secret back entrance. Cebra heads to the stairs quietly making sure to stay out of sight, he's so far it's difficult to keep track of where they go. Cebra runs up the stairs as fast as he can until he hears a door closing in the far hallway. He races out as fast as he can unsure of which door that closed, he slowly moves down the hall listening to every door.
He stops at one door in particular smelling the feint scent of the older mans powerful cologne. Rather than waste any more time with this chase and stealth Cebra decides it's time for some dynamic entry. Cebra takes a step back and jumps forward kicking the door open and sliding in.
"... Sorry to break up the date but I need a wor... What the?"
There is a sight before Cebra he can barely comprehend, something from an Eldritch horror ritual. Cebra had been known to do horrible things to evil people but this was like some religious or cult ceremony and he was not ready for this. The mans flayed body lay resting on a suspended hook as the blood was seemingly drained from him, it's clear he died painfully. The only thing that kept Cebra from freaking out was his training, he quickly turned back to the woman who was now glaring him down with nothing less than homicidal intent.