03-15-2019, 07:48 PM
NPC: Carmen
Carmen sighed. The frustration was evident. “Complicated, really. The owner did some things she thought might paint a target on us and then fucked off to god knows where.” Her brow arched, and though she didn’t name them, it was clear by her manner she was talking about the Atharim. I’m the security, Ori had said that night, alight with whatever chaos she had reaped only to trail it back to Kallisit’s door. Nothing had come of it, thank goodness, but since then Kas had ripped Raffe’s throat bloody -- right in the middle of a busy night. It was the moment Carmen realised how much the club had come to balance on a knife edge. Oriena had collected channelers like strays and encouraged those gifts without also encouraging discipline and control. It was a powder keg. “I won’t endanger my staff or my customers.”
It bothered her, that decision. The club was her life's blood, it's people her family. Even now she kept tabs on those she knew to be vulnerable. Nox wasn't one of hers but it made no difference. "If you need somewhere to lay low I have rooms upstairs. That's the best I can offer."
Carmen sighed. The frustration was evident. “Complicated, really. The owner did some things she thought might paint a target on us and then fucked off to god knows where.” Her brow arched, and though she didn’t name them, it was clear by her manner she was talking about the Atharim. I’m the security, Ori had said that night, alight with whatever chaos she had reaped only to trail it back to Kallisit’s door. Nothing had come of it, thank goodness, but since then Kas had ripped Raffe’s throat bloody -- right in the middle of a busy night. It was the moment Carmen realised how much the club had come to balance on a knife edge. Oriena had collected channelers like strays and encouraged those gifts without also encouraging discipline and control. It was a powder keg. “I won’t endanger my staff or my customers.”
It bothered her, that decision. The club was her life's blood, it's people her family. Even now she kept tabs on those she knew to be vulnerable. Nox wasn't one of hers but it made no difference. "If you need somewhere to lay low I have rooms upstairs. That's the best I can offer."