Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌💀🟩ch9-new-phone-who-this

Chapter 9 Location: A Corner short near the outskirts of LA Players: Billy @Billy O’Riley (Ash) Dylan @David as Dylan Sean ST: nope Previous scenes: #❌🌙🟩ch9-sing-this-corrosion-to-me (edited)

It was really late at night, and every big store to get a good phone was closed, she found this out the hard way after walking two miles. Billy’s feet hit the asphalt as she dropped from over a wall in a grey hoodie, dark blue tank top beneath it, and jeans. Her curling red hair was still tied up and her small duffel bag over her shoulder. She had small frame, all 5 feet of it, and with her jacket on, even her tatoos were covered. She had taken several short cuts on her way to the 24 hour convenience store she was trying next. Anyone watching would have seen glimpses of a woman walking thin banisters without so much as holding her hands out to balance and using old fire escapes as a personal staircase to higher elevations. A quick catpass over a low wall and her goal was in sight. Bright bluegreen eyes scanned the dark, alert, more alert than a passive kine would normally be.

@David as Dylan Sean

The Lamborghini definitly doesnt belong in the neighborhood. The man standing next to it probably doesnt either judging by his expensive suit. But as you approach the entrance to the store at a glance you can tell hes the kind of guy that it takes a pair of bouncers to even get off another guy in a fight. He falls in beside Billy having topped off the expensive car matching her pace into the little store. (edited)

Billy O’Riley (Ash)

@David as Dylan Sean

"Hows it goin" he asks casually giving her a chin nod.

The small woman was on alert. Ready to, at a moment’s notice draw one of her knives to parry any attempts. Her gaze flicked round as she mentally took note of her nearest escape routs on impulse. She didn’t look like the passive kine most would walk by, there was a sharpness and thinly veiled wariness in her eyes. The woman slowed her gate a bit, eyes rather quickly clocking the man. “Evenin’” she greeted with a thick Scottish accent before asking, “Rather late, in’t it. Ya lost, Sir?” she asked, staying just out of reach … or what she thought was out of reach.”

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"Lost? Nah, performance doesn't care about efficiency.." He grins sheepishly "I almost ran out of gas." He hooks a thumb toward the highway not too far away. "You ok? You look a little... tense." He pushes the door open for the woman holding it until she gets inside.

Billy let out a half laugh, “Aye ye, that’ll do it.” She said before nodding her head in a thanks, walking in. Once inside the camera present plus the man’s explanation was enough to allow her to look away, and ease. It was fine… he wasn’t there to snatch her. He would have done it. “Nay, yer fine. Can you blame me? I’m a small five nothin’ woman out before the ass crack o’ dawn… but if ya need stuff ya need it.” She explained before slipping down an aisle and plucking up a bottle of hair spray, and moving to the counter where the rest of what she’d need would be.

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Dylan flops a credit card on the counter. "Hey buddy, the gas... and some of those scratch offs." He says to the counterman. "Yeah, i guess you gotta do what you gotta do some times." He starts scratching tickets watching the little woman as she makes her purchase.

The small woman snatched up a small container of lighter fluid and a sleek black lighter and placed next to the hairspray, before getting on her tippy toes to see the other items behind the counter closer to the ground. She spoke up a little to the man behind the counter “Aye ye, mind grabbin 2 of them flip phones and the SIM cards fer ‘em ?“ before going for her pocket, realizing something, then reaching in her hooding and pulling a wad of cash and counting out cost and tucking the wad in a more… acceptable place. She did her best not to look at the large man beside her. He’s gonna think I’m sorta whore or somethin’ now. Screw women’s pants and havin’ fuck all fer pockets

16:56

She let the awkward silence sit as the man went to grab her items.

@David as Dylan Sean

Billy O’Riley (Ash)

@David as Dylan Sean

He quirks a brow, though not at the cash. "You got yourself a michael jackson there... " He will say with a smirk before scowling at the scratcher and tossing it on the counter. "Stupidity tax.."

Billy tilts her head to the side with a smile rather sweet given the nervousness she had just moment before, “I’m Scottish, not Irish, don’t go werryin’ ‘bout that. I werk at a Cigar bar so I churn through the stuff rather quick. “ She explained. It was true… that just wasn’t why she was buying it. She also pointed to her mass of bright curly red hair. “This is also a wee bit demandin’ too” she said before thanking the man who handed her the items before unzipping he left duffle bag to set them inside. In the duffle bag, there was a rather expensive camera case and a change of clothing. She glanced at the man as he muttered, “With a man o’ yer wealth, wouldn’t expect ya to be grabbin’ fer these traps. “

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"Wealth is pretty relative, get your perspective straight and you would be suprised what falls in line from there. You want a ride?"

Billy let out a half laugh, “Don’t even know yer name and yer offerin’ me a ride!” She mused and shook her head. She looked the man over. A walk, sure, but entering a confined car with a man who would easily beat her without her mobility… not tonight. Not with the Sabbat out. “Thank you fer the offer sir, but I’m not all too comfortable with that. Have a good rest o’ yer night though.”

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He shrugs, "Just a gentlemans duty, you seemed like the bogeyman might be after you." He fishes the keys out of his pocket, complete with rental tag. "Only have it for a gew more hours anyway, might as well see if the cops can catch it." He grins and starts toward the car

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She stopped at the door and opened it for him, “ You can say that.“ Billy cocks an eyebrow and grins, “ah, and it all comes into picture. Good taste. “

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"Had a hot date, wanted something that said, holy shit. The insurance on these things are killer." He steps out and walks toward the car. "Dont blow yourself up. Thats for the Irish.. " He pops the door up with a woosh and you realize the car matches his suit pretty close.

Billy smirked and called out after him, “Was she worth it?” As she walked further into the night

Billy O’Riley{Mortal}

Billy smirked and called out after him, “Was she worth it?” As she walked further into the night

"And then some! Dont get mugged."

21:21

After she is gone he will go back in and buy reprints of the receipts for the phones with the proof of purchase activation numbers. (edited)

Billy gave the man a nod, “Gnight.” She chimed before pulling out one of the phones and texting Volg, “New phone, it’s me.” Before tucking everything away, looking down the road and moving to climb over another small wall, out of sight. She had no idea how warranted her paranoia was, not how the man would try to illegally get a copy of her receipts

21:27

(Exit)

Dylan goes back in and pulls the guy across the counter and demands the receipts.

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Leaves the store straightening his suit and gets back in the Lamborghini and drives off into the night.

06:58

stops for gas

has a random encounter with a woman who buys supplies to make fire bombs. Since he is investigating a recent fire attack he goes back in when she has left and intimidates the guy behind the counter to give him the reciepts that have the womans cell phone activations numbers on them in the hopes of getting a tech savvy to locate them.