Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
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IC: Harrison and Kieran
The city of Haven was divided east and west by the Red River. On the East side was the affluent heart of the city: the financial district, city hall, the theater district, the local football and baseball teams' stadiums, even all the five stars restaurants. The west side was for the undesirables. Not of different color, but of different races. Hundreds of years ago mankind discovered vampires, werewolves, elves, and faeries were all very real. And after the centuries of holy wars to eradicate the monsters a peace was made, a covenant that has lasted ever since.
But prejudice endured where direct hostility has faded. To escape the repression of the old world the other races immigrated to the new world and help build a new country of freedoms and fairness. Yet now in the twentieth century, the other races are citizens of America, but relegated to near second class citizens.
Here in Haven most live on the West side of the river. Most just trying to live their lives in peace making an honest living. Here on the Westside, one man ruled: Kieran.
He was a vampire millennia old, and here in this city depending on whom you ask Kieran was a crimeboss, or a community activist, or social crusader, or feudal lord. All were true and none were completely accurate to sum up the complicated man climbing out of the limo behind Harrison.
He smoothed his hands over his jacket as Kieran's bodyguards formed a protective ring around them. Harrison was Kieran's personal assistant and manager. He kept track of all his appointments, his businesses, all the details to keep his friend's empire rolling. He looked up at the building they were entering and shivered with dread.
He was not ready to for this.
"Do you really need me here with you," He asked as Kieran sauntered out of the limo.
The man placed a bolstering hand on his shoulder. "You need to get out and face your fears eventually, Harrison. She is only a woman, afterall."
"Only a woman?" To call Lana Veridian only a woman was like calling a lioness only a little pussy cat. She wasn't a hybrid like he or Lily. Lana Veridian was a 100% pureblooded Succubus. And if she found out about him and his ability...what it would mean for her own powers...the temptation she'd pose to him...
Jesus Christ, he wanted to avoid her at any cost.
Kieran led them through Lana's nightclub. Loud music assaulting their ears and Lana's servers carried trays of her cocktails. Harrison could feel the imprint of her power, damn she was so strong, he could sense the drink in the hands of a woman taking a sip of one. It reached out to him and unbidden the power of the drink was amplified before Harrison could retract his own power. The woman collapsed screaming out in soul-shaking orgasm.
Kieran led them past the bar and dancefloor to the elevator up to the top floor. Lana's floor. Harrison pulled himself into a tight ball. If he was lucky Lana would be too busy jousting with Kieran to pay any attention to him. She and Kieran had a lot of history...it was possible she wouldn't even notice him.
The elevator slid to a stop and the doors opened. Kieran continued to saunter out of it as if he owned the building-well, technically he had paid for 15% of this place when Lana had set up shop here. His bodyguards and hers glared at eachother as he strode through the doubledoors to her office. She sat at her desk waiting for him like Cleopatra awaited Marc Antony. And she was a queen of her kingdom here, but Kieran was Caeser.
He came up to her and sat atop her desk peering down at her. "You heard about what happened?"
At her response he nodded, "They are going to come for you, probably Covenant cops first, but the murder of the Mayor's daughter is going to enrage the normal police too. They'll look to use you to get to me."
Harrison stayed near the door ready to run if she so much as looked at him. Why did she have to be so beautiful? Her aura...her energy...reminded him so much of Lily, his dead wife.
At her reply to Kieran's words Talon leaned forward giving her that practiced seductively sauve look, "I've come to help you."
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