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Dec. 2nd, 2004 10:40 pmI've been looking around LA since I took the Winters vamp down. I've got his wallet, and Man it was stuffed!
I wanted to find someone who could cast "find credit limit on a card", or maybe glamor me to look like the former owner, or something. After checking around a bit I went to a bar almost across the street from the Hotel.
There were a couple of roughs by the door and I got more than the usual hassle about looking like a human kid. One of them grabbed at me. I was still psyched and I took him out. I didn't even realize that he was a Contrall until he made that squeal when he went down. They sound like cats when they're dying. His buddy took off running.
I took the stuff out of the Contrall's inside pocket almost by habit. His wallet was stuffed, too. I'd started to think that this whole trip was turning out real enjoyable, then I saw he had packets in there. I don't know if I've picked up drugs or mojos but it seemed best to split before his customers decided that they didn't like me, or his buddy came back with his Mom.
I should have known there was something funny about that place. They had some kind of big black bird sitting on the lamp outside, making a helluva noise. As I came out of the bar I saw a familiar face.
I wanted to find someone who could cast "find credit limit on a card", or maybe glamor me to look like the former owner, or something. After checking around a bit I went to a bar almost across the street from the Hotel.
There were a couple of roughs by the door and I got more than the usual hassle about looking like a human kid. One of them grabbed at me. I was still psyched and I took him out. I didn't even realize that he was a Contrall until he made that squeal when he went down. They sound like cats when they're dying. His buddy took off running.
I took the stuff out of the Contrall's inside pocket almost by habit. His wallet was stuffed, too. I'd started to think that this whole trip was turning out real enjoyable, then I saw he had packets in there. I don't know if I've picked up drugs or mojos but it seemed best to split before his customers decided that they didn't like me, or his buddy came back with his Mom.
I should have known there was something funny about that place. They had some kind of big black bird sitting on the lamp outside, making a helluva noise. As I came out of the bar I saw a familiar face.
