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 Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:28 pm
A few hours passed before Ember had found the man liquored up enough to actually be chatty, she was curious as to why he had gone directly to her, Angi had not been like Ember in any way, she was the more shy and cute type, Ember, failed with these qualities. "your trip happened during an unfortunate time Mr Erikson, Angi has left us recently," the man jerked up slightly and let out a small cough,
"left? what for? why would she ever want to leave this place" Ember would have smiled, but she needed to keep her act, he was keeping his secret well, but she could tell he noticed his mistake, "ah, no Sir, Angi committed suicide a few weeks ago..." the man shook a little and wiped his handkerchief over his brow, "im sorry you had to hear of it like this, some how she managed to choke herself to death" she said hearing him cough before she looked up at him. "I cant imagine what would make her do something like that, i mean just the other day she was talking about leaving back to her home town to help her friend start a hair salon, in fact you were the last client she was with, im sure you heard all about the idea" Ember supplied him with a bit more alcohol, the man was bright red from both the booze and the guilt that burned over his body, "ah, this is misurable, i really... i really dont know how to handle this Ember... i think i need to go" the man stood suddenly and swayed slightly,
"oh, oh, right im sorry i understand, please, at least let us call you a cab" the man shook his head
"no, no ill walk thank you for your time ember" fumbling through his pocket he grabbed his walet and tossed a few bills on the table and left quickly. in silence Ember sat and leaned her elbow on the table,
"so Mr Callahan, does that answer the request? or did you need more proof?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:40 pm
It had taken some time, but Ember had finally loosened the man, Erikson's, lips. He couldn't gauge his reaction on anything other than voice, since he was in the adjacent booth. His statement certainly sounded suspicious, but it wasn't enough proof for Cyril to actually pin it on him. He stood and moved to the booth where Ember was sitting. He smiled and replied, "Well, in my opinion, I think he did it, but, that alone isn't enough proof to pin it on him. Though it's a place to start." Chuckling lightly, Cyril sipped his glass of water and said, "It won't be as easy as asking him to confess, but with the amount of liquor you put in him, I'm surprise he didn't just do it on his own." He leaned back, looking at Ember with a smile on his face before saying, "You've been extremely helpful. Initially I didn't think you were the type to cooperate. Though I'd rather be happily wrong than disappointingly right." He continued looking at Ember, waiting to see if she had any other opinions or information on the subject.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 9:52 pm
Ember smiled at the young man as he appeared in her booth, "mmm, guess you are right, cant exactly give you pictures can i" she sighed and suddenly rested against the detectives shoulder, nuzzling his neck slightly, "there is nothing we can really do about it now though.... what do you say pretty boy, wanna taste the luxuries of the high and mighty?" she simply leaned against him to get his reaction. she was relieved that the pig had vanished dispite being the fire herald she could still die, not by some humans bare hands or bullets, but there were still ways. "Perhaps we can even get a little cozy, Mr Erikson was kind enough to pay for a set for you too" she ran a hand over his thight lighty"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 10:07 pm
Cyril was surprised when Ember leaned on him and tried to coax him into giving in to her. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't extremely tempted by the offer, and he could have sworn he saw the same look in Ember's eyes as well. He stayed silent for a moment as she ran her hand along his thigh, seriously considering taking her up on her offer before he refused. He looked into her eyes for a moment, reached down and grabbed her hand, bringing it up and saying, with a flawless pearly white nice guy smile, "How about I take you to dinner some time huh? It'll give you a chance to go somewhere other than here for once." He still held onto her hand, not very tightly, she could easily pull away if she wanted to. Despite coming to the club often enough to be considered a regular, Cyril didn't really like the idea of women degrading themselves and selling themselves to men for money. "I'll even pay, how about that?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 10:29 pm
Ember smiled as he grabbed her hand and held it up lightly, "you are different Callahan, that is something i have not seen in a long time" she chuckled and sat back away from him, pulling her hand from his, "I will not refuse the offer young man" she hummed before standing and picking up some of the glasses, "you are not the only one to offer to take me else where, but you are the first to refuse a free service," she hummed and knew she would have to see him again, intriguing as he was she did not let people like these pass her by. "why dont you take me out Thursday, i dont have any plans and might actually take a day off for this k? see you at three" she left him with a wink and a floating kiss before taking the dishes and the money back to the bar. she would be off soon, well at least she wanted to be off soon.
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After a half hour Ember left, having arrived early she would leave the newer girls to finish up the night. she herself had had a long one, and no one felt the need to stop her. looking some what respectable she stepped outside into the crisp night air, no reason to shiver due to her natural body temperature, but it was still colder than she was. "should probably look for a place in California, at least there i wont steam when i walk out into the snow in the morning" she hummed and took a left out of the door a few paces before she felt something pressed against her mouth and her throat involuntarily constricted, she chocked as she was suddenly dragged into the back alley, arms also pinned to her back she instantly started to raise her body temperature.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 12:04 am
Cyril hadn't left once Ember left the table, he had stayed mostly to talk to Harry, but he watched Ember's last dance before she left. He was getting some fresh air outside, there was only so much crappy club air he could take before he needed a breather. He saw Ember exit, looking better dressed for public than she had in her previous outfit. He was about to go over and say hello when someone grabbed her from an alleyway. He quickly pulled his pistol out of his coat and ran to the alleyway. Some goon in a ski mask was attacking Ember, and Cyril wasn't about to let that happen on his watch. He ran up behind the guy and shoved him off of Ember, knocking his face into the brick wall. The man quickly fell to the ground, but not for long, as he quickly got back up and turned to face Cyril. The man was easily two feet taller than Cyril, and probably twice as wide. He growled and Cyril barely had time to say, "Oh shi-" when the thug hit him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
Cyril tried to bring the gun up and shoot the goon, but the giant knocked it out of his hand and grabbed Cyril by the throat. One handed, the man lifted him up by his throat, as Cyril clutched at the gargantuan hand constricting his breathing. there wasn't much oxygen going to Cyril's brain, but he had one last thing he could try; the weakness of any man. Cyril aimed a kick at the man's crotch, hitting him right on target. The gorilla immediately dropped Cyril to the ground, and the detective wasn't about to waste any time. He dove for the gun on the ground and picked it up, cocking the hammer back and flipping over, just in time to shoot the thug in the chest. The brute stumbled, and promptly fell over on the ground; a .45 caliber round right in the heart stopped him dead in his tracks. Coughing and trying to get his breath back, Cyril staggered to his feet, just as a few of the bouncers and Harry came around the corner, having heard the gunshot. "Hey Harry, 'bout time you showed up... How's about a glass of water?" Cyril promptly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 11:07 am
Ember barely saw what was happening before the man was pulled off of her and she coughed several times, glowing slightly from the heat. she could barely recognize her savior for a moment, simply hearing the hits and random grunts from both attacker and savior before she caught sight of Cyril's face, Ember froze for a moment not sure what to say think or do as the two grappled for their lives. she could still barely tell who was who as dark as it was before a shot rang out and Ember covered her ears as her drums vibrated.
There was a long silence before she heard the thud of a dead man and heavy breathing "Mr Callahan?" she asked quietly and felt a gentle touch on her shoulder, she turned to see Harry's familar face and then Cyril, smiling at the bartender before he fell, "Harry! get him inside!" she shouted shaken from the event and concerned for once. it was weird, she could have handled herself but he had not known that and had jumped in to help her, an act of heroic stupidity, but he had been a cop before too. "Harry, bring him to the first booth and lay him down" quickly she ran behind the bar to grab a bowl of hot water and a wash rag. all the while the other girls and attendees of the house watching curiously as they cleaned up the place. "should we call a doctor?" Harry asked as she knelled to Cyril's side and began to tend to the open sores the fist fight had caused. humans and owls are all the same she thought, "im not sure... he could have been hurt bad"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:19 am
Cyril floated in darkness for a time, his dreamless sleep uninterrupted, despite the pain in his chest from where two of his ribs were fractured. He was hurt, sure, but he'd be fine after a couple weeks. After what seemed like an hour to Cyril, he finally awoke to find himself laying on a small cot in a small room that he didn't recognize. Sitting up rapidly, Cyril winced and held his chest, where a sharp pain wracked his nerves. His vision went a bit blurry and he had to lay back again. "How long have I been out?" he thought to himself, taking in the small room as best he could from his laying position. Because of the angle of view he had on the room, it took him a minute to actually see the redhead that was keeping him company. 'Ember?" He asked, both wondering where he was and why she was here, though he was grateful she was okay.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 3:16 am
Cyril was eventually moved to her private room after about two hours of unconsciousness. The rest of the club was starting to worry, but Ember simply let him sleep, he had taken few hits to the head so she figured he would wake up eventually. Harry had helped her take his shirt and jacket off when they had moved him, and she had checked him over, figuring he had a good bruise if not a fracture in his chest by the way he had winced when she had touched it. Her body heat served to warm the room now so she did not need to keep a blanket on him and continued to press the wet cloth over his other red and swelling bruises.
Three hours later he awoke and Ember smiled, "good morning sun shine" she said as she wrung out the cloth and set it and the bowl of water asside. "careful, you had a nasty fall" she chuckled and pressed him back into the cot, "are you alright? not feeling sick or dizzy?" she ran her fingers down his chest to help him relax. "you were out for a good three hours Mr Callahan, Why did you jump in like that?" the words out of her mouth were rather shocking to her it wasn't like her to worry...
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 12:34 pm
Cyril looked over at Ember and replied, "I feel like I've been kicked in the chest by a racehorse, and my head feels like my brain is pressed up against the front of my skull. Other than that I feel fine." He sighed lightly, noticing Ember running her fingers down his chest; it hurt a little when she touched the spot where his ribs were cracked, but it wasn't an altogether unpleasant feeling. He chuckled lightly and immediately regretted it. "Ah, it hurts to laugh... to answer your question though, I couldn't just let you get strangled by that gorilla could I? After all, I haven't taken you to dinner yet." Cyril smiled lightly, even though he was in pain, he was glad he could wake up to see Ember was okay. The fact that she was worrying about him made him smile a little wider, he didn't take her for the type who worried about anyone other than herself really, but it seems all his assumptions about the redhead were off.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:06 pm
Ember blinked and smiled her usual smile, "well there are better ways to find help other than compromise your health, i couldn't have had dinner with you if you were stuck in the hospital either" she gave him another smile as she leaned on the cot and pulled her hands off his chest. "although the gesture was much appreciated, it is nice to hear our dinner was not canceled" she settled back a bit as she remembered he was a detective, and a retired officer at that, "this isn't your first fight i guess though, you know Harry could have helped too if you had popped your head into the club to let him know, he handles this stuff all the time"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:21 pm
Cyril shrugged and replied, "What and let him have all the glory? Nah, I don't think so. and I'm resilient, it'll take more than a gorilla in a human suit to take me down for good." He chuckled again, and stopped as the pain in his chest hit him, he'd have to refrain from doing that for a little while. "So where are we? This doesn't look like a hospital... I'm guessing this a is one of the private rooms in the club? The police haven't shown up yet though, no surprise there I guess." The small talk was appreciated, but Cyril figured it might be time to get down to business. "Well I think we can assume that someone wants you dead. That goon wasn't a regular, he was probably hired by someone to take you out... Two guesses as to who it is." Cyril didn't like this; if someone was indeed trying to take Ember out, it was pretty much his fault for involving her in all of this. He didn't think that they'd catch onto her helping him so quickly, and now her life was in danger. Cyril thought about this in silence, and about how he could help her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:31 pm
Ember nodded and got up slowly," you are in my room, we have designated rooms in the back that are for our 'special' customers pleasure," it was a small room, mostly filled with cushions and draping fabrics hung to hide the four walls that closed in the room, giving the illusion of a place other than where they were. Hues of mostly deep red orange and gold decorated the place. "there was no body when Harry went to check after, apparently who ever sent him decided a leave no trace tactic would serve a better purpose, but the blood stain on the cement is still there" Ember walked up to a small cabinet that held a platter containing a pitcher filled with water and a cup. she poured a glass half way and brought it back to Cyril and watched him curiously, "what are you thinking? you scared? that worried face is puzzling to me"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:39 pm
Cyril glanced around at the small, yet comfortable room, it was well suited to it's purpose, he could tell. "It's nice, I can imagine it draws the customers in easily." Cyril looked up when she came back over with a glass of water. He took the glass and sipped it lightly before answering her question, "I was just thinking, that your involvement in this is probably all my fault. I was prepared for something to happen to me, but I didn't think that anything would happen to you. Whoever did this is serious about keeping it under wraps." Cyril took a drink of his water and continued to think. "Maybe it would be better if you took some time off. That way they won't be able to get you here. And in case they know where you live, I have a spare room at my office that you could use at least until this whole thing blows over..." Cyril's thoughts were split between catching the culprit and protecting Ember. His police friends always said he'd get into trouble over a woman, and they were partially right he figured.
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