[Relationship] In The Place Where God And The Devil Shakes Hands

[Tereza Rozanov]

Tereza knocked on Viv's door with her free hand before shoving it in the pocket of her slacks. "You ready, sweetie?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Just grabbing my bag." Vivienne called from the other side. She opened the door with a smile. "Well, what do you think? Am I wearing it the right way?" she asked with a little turn.

[Tereza Rozanov]

"The right way for me," she says, giving an appreciative look. "Shoes okay?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Different and a bit...tall, but I like the way I walk in them. Thank you for talking me into getting them."

[Tereza Rozanov]

"It was a bit self-serving," she grins, offering her arm to Vivienne. "Shall we?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Lead the way, my love." she responded, looping her arm through Tereza's.

[Tereza Rozanov]

The drive to the Raven's Crest doesn't take long, Tereza maybe driving a bit faster than is allowed. When they arrive, Tereza steps out, opening the door for Vivienne and sliding her arm around Viv's waist as they walk. Despite the line, all it takes is flashing the VIP card that Erica provided and the bouncer waves them on through. The music, audible from the outside is even louder inside, forcing Tereza to lean close, "Drinks, dancing, or whatever business the owner wants first?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Work then play." Vivienne leaned back against Tereza's shoulder.

[Tereza Rozanov]

"Okay," she says, catching the attention of one of the bartenders. "Tell Miss Carlisle her appointment is here, please." As they drift away to the VIP booths, Tereza comments, "Probably unnecessary. She probably already knows we're here."

[Erica Carlisle]

True to Tereza's supposition, Erica was standing at the bottom of the stairs leading to her office, though she was casually watching the crowd on the dance floor rather than paying any particular attention to the pair.

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"She would be a poor hunter if she does not." Viv mused as she admired a wall sconce.

[Erica Carlisle]

As Tereza approached their booth, Erica noted them and drifted over in their direction. "Good to see you ladies this evening. I take it my invitation was well-received."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

“You as well, how can we be of assistance.”

[Erica Carlisle]

"Nothing serious, I hope," she says, "We can talk in my office. Your partner," she glances at Tereza, "can wait here. I'm sure we won't be long."

Tereza just shrugs and takes a seat in the booth.

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

Viv nods, "Lead the way, Mistress Carlisle."

[Erica Carlisle]

Erica leads the way up into her office, motioning Vivienne inside before closing the door. "Do you still have much contact with your mother?" She moved to lean back against her desk.

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"We speak every week end." She answered as she took in the room and its' decor.

[Erica Carlisle]

"Has she mentioned anything stirring up the fey? Especially those on this side of the veil?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Not to my knowledge. There has been an increase of new fey since my mother took residence on this side and the influences of mortals can cause distress and disorientation."

[Erica Carlisle]

Erica made a thoughtful noise as her fingers drummed against her desk. "I was hoping you'd say otherwise. Something is riling up what passes for the local population. I've had several rituals interfered with directly and the wards tripped on my property twice. Not sure if they're new transplants or what. The two I've caught didn't look like the maddened beings of recent history."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

Vivienne looked thoughtful for a moment. “You have two in custody? Have they not said anything about it?”

[Erica Carlisle]

"They didn't say anything at the time. I had to release them because holding fey long-term is a resource drain I don't need."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

“Unfortunate. I would have liked to speak to them. Too many possibilities.”

[Erica Carlisle]

"On that, we agree," Erica says, fingers drumming again. "I would advise keeping your eyes open. Something... smells about this."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

“I can ask around if you like. What were the individuals you detained, if I may ask?”

[Erica Carlisle]

"By all appearances, a brownie and a coblynau. But I wouldn't discount one of them being a púca. It can be hard to tell or even divine."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

“Very unusual. Both have very particular and rigid natures.”

[Erica Carlisle]

"Indeed. Then you can understand my concern."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Too many questions, not many answers. I will speak with my mother and ask on your behalf. Was there anything else?"

[Erica Carlisle]

"Not at the moment, no. If you find something out you think I should know, please don't hesitate to come tell me. I am willing to bargain for the information, should you decide it requires that."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"No need for price or bargains if you would do me the same courtesy. I feel the more information we share the more beneficial the outcome."

[Erica Carlisle]

"Courtesy extended then," Erica says, "Enjoy your evening. You have a tab at the bar, but try not to drink me out of business. I know how werewolves are."

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"High constitutions, not worry though. I have never been much of a drinker."

[Erica Carlisle]

She smirks, "All the same, enjoy." She makes a shooing gesture.

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

Vivienne made a quick polite nod before leaving and heading back to Tereza.

"Did I miss anything?" She asked as he gave Tereza a quick kiss on the cheek.

[Tereza Rozanov]

Tereza shakes her head, "Unless you count a couple of 'okay' club songs and watching a bunch of people dancing missing something. Everything okay?"

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

“Some unusual behavior in some unexpected fae.”

[Tereza Rozanov]

"Well, I doubt there are going to be any weird fae here, so maybe that's for another time to worry about? Want to dance?" She stood up, offering her hand to Vivienne.

[Vivienne Chinnoir]

"Not much can be done about it now anyway." She said taking Tereza's hand with a smile.

"Absolutely."

[Tereza Rozanov]

Tereza pulled her out onto the dance floor as the music switched. She put her hands on Viv's waist and started to move with the music as it picked up tempo.