Havelock slips up to the office with remarkable discretion, considering he has to cross the crowded bar to do so. The illogical Milliways shadows help, but mostly it's a matter of thinking yourself unnoticeable - which, in Havelock's opinion, he could always use some work on.
He hesitates, then knocks on the door to see if anyone is in there. He doesn't exactly want to post a note on the notice board, and delivering a letter through Bar does have the down side that whoever receives it will probably read it out in the open.
He could slip a note underneath, he supposes... but really, if possible, better not.
He hesitates, then knocks on the door to see if anyone is in there. He doesn't exactly want to post a note on the notice board, and delivering a letter through Bar does have the down side that whoever receives it will probably read it out in the open.
He could slip a note underneath, he supposes... but really, if possible, better not.
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Date: 2010-03-10 03:49 am (UTC)From:Nobody seems to be manning the office at the moment.
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Date: 2010-03-10 02:20 pm (UTC)From:Havelock scans the inside of the room from where he is for a moment before carefully stepping inside.
(And also letting a knife slip invisibly down into his hand from one sleeve. Paranoia is a hard habit to drop, especially when several people really are out to get you.)
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Date: 2010-03-10 11:04 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-03-10 11:09 pm (UTC)From:"I was intending to leave a message for Andrew Wells," he says, watching the writing. He doesn't remember that, but then he hadn't been in a particularly talkative mood in his last visit to the cells.
"A friend suggested I speak to him."
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Date: 2010-03-10 11:13 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-03-10 11:20 pm (UTC)From:"Well, it isn't a matter of imminent life or death," he admits.
"It's to do with the vampire who has been stalking and attacking various patrons recently. Given his perceptive tendencies, I thought coming here would be discreet."
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Date: 2010-03-11 12:56 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-03-11 09:52 am (UTC)From:(It's habit, standing where there are shadows.)
"Thank you," he says.
Spell or not, whatever is speaking seems rational enough to warrant it.
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Date: 2010-03-11 01:53 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-03-11 02:00 pm (UTC)From:He doesn't so much have an off switch, particularly these last few days.
"How should I address you?"
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Date: 2010-03-11 02:02 pm (UTC)From:A faint ripple of subtle color blooms and fades across the wall, somehow conveying the sense of a nod.
As it fades, the office door opens again and a young man steps in, glancing around.
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Date: 2010-03-11 02:07 pm (UTC)From:As the door opens, he turns his head from where he is to watch the other man enter.
He isn't dressed in camouflage colours today, but still all in black, and coupled with standing back against the wall, he gives off a certain impression of lurking.
"Andrew Wells?" he asks. He looks familiar, in the manner of someone you might have seen about for years, even if you had never met.
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:01 am (UTC)From:"Yeah," he answers, "that's me. Baby said you wanted to speak to me, Mr. ...?"
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:14 am (UTC)From:"And yes. Puck told me you might be the person to speak to regarding Vlad Tepesh. I apologise for the inconvenience of calling you here."
...Even if Baby did the actual calling.
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:15 am (UTC)From:Beat. His gaze sharpens a touch.
"Puck told you?" There may be the tiniest emphasis on the word told.
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:20 am (UTC)From:"In oblique terms," he says. "Perhaps he simply thought to introduce two acquaintances."
Or, you know. One acquaintance and one long-term cohabitant. In any case, Havelock's blank expression clearly doesn't believe that is the case.
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:22 am (UTC)From:"Perhaps." He's studying Havelock's face. "We're secure here, if you're concerned about being overheard. Or do his restrictions in some measure apply to you...?"
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:23 am (UTC)From:"No," he says, standing up straight again. The slouching against walls is a Guild habit, but he's a little too wound up to stay there long.
"Apart from not wanting to create more difficulty, naturally. I don't know exactly what binding he is under, but he can't talk about it, or the vampire directly. I can."
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:25 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-03-12 12:26 am (UTC)From:"Presumably he had reason." Not wanting to be torn apart would be a start. "Nita Callahan and I thought there may be possible consequences to his breaking it, even if he could."
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:30 am (UTC)From:"Could be. Do you get the feeling there's a particular thing he knows that he can't tell?"
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:31 am (UTC)From:He pauses, and glances over.
"Thought seems to be something of a loophole. Are you acquainted with River Tam?"
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:34 am (UTC)From:"We've met a few times," he says.
A touch guardedly, remembering Puck's involvement in one of those times.
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:42 am (UTC)From:"Likewise. But she came and spoke to me after encountering Puck a while after it happened. She'd overheard some details. She also told me the vampire's name, by letter."
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Date: 2010-03-12 12:43 am (UTC)From:Andrew knows that getting details out of River Tam is a chancy prospect at best.
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