Though Lucy had found it unnaturally pleasant to just sit there are stare at the vampire... She was the kind of crazy that required constant activity. During the day she had done many things.

There was a girl who she was holding in a cave outside the city whom she needed to check on for one. Though she had pretty much been all the use Lucy could imagine her being at this point. There were other things in mind for Ariana now. Terrible things, she was just waiting to make sure she had really gotten away with the crime.

Then of course there was some more time spent at the Frost Bite Inn, spying from the outside. She had considered going in using Ariana's form but that seemed a little too ballsy even for her. But none of that mattered at this very moment so it was already out of her mind again. Her attention was now full focus upon her new lover.

That smile she gave him reflected she had already started to adore the guy, though she didn't understand really why. After a little affectionate nuzzle she sat up and gave a sweeping motion in the direction of the bedside table. Speaking in sweet tones, "I got us some hot coco."

Offering him a mug before taking her own she then settled down next to him on the bed. A long sip and a contented sigh as she leaned back. "I suppose I did want to ask you some questions." Was admitted with a sly grin. She had already gotten most everything she needed from him while his defenses had been.... distracted. Every moment of those intimate touches had helped her delve into his mind deeper. So she knew already what she had to say next would not shock or offend. Might as well get right to it.

"It just so happens I have an interest in taking one of your employers out of the equation. I wanted to know everything you can tell me about this Mary Read. About the nature of her relationship with the one known as Bob... Oh and anything you can tell me about enemies of the Bonny Corporation. They are well established enough that a job like this will require some help." Was noted with a thoughtful nod. Then a sip of coco as she stared curiously at Vic. The smile she wore, the casual tone of her voice, was such that you'd think they were discussing what the weather was like today.

He decided to fill Lucy in on the basics about Calico, and maybe some master description that made sense would emerge from all of that. There were some puzzling contradictions that he hadn't thought about until just now. But if he figured it out while he was telling her the simple stuff, he could still seem clever. He needed to make up some ground after the dropping-the-cocoa thing, Lucy probably thought he was an idiot.

"Calico is an heiress," he began. Everyone knew that, Cally herself mentioned it pretty often. "She owns property on Earth - islands -"

"Wait," Lucy interrupted. She took off the silk kimono robe she'd been wearing, a sexy little thing from the closet. Naked, she snuggled up against his bare chest. "That's much better. Continue."

He smiled down at her, flattered. He continued. "Calico has an accountant to manage all of her dough. So she's set for life, never has to work. She also gets an allowance from Mary, or maybe it's a salary. Mary sends her on errands every once in awhile. I got the sense that it's just to keep her out of trouble."

"What kind of trouble?" coaxed Lucy. She had the sweetest voice. He thought he might be falling for her.

He answered, "Well, magical trouble, for one. She's got some kind of power, she's always appearing and disappearing, and making stuff do the same. But even when she's not doing her 'magic tricks' she's trouble."

He continued, "Calico is always embarrassing the family one way or another. She's a nymphomaniac, or so I hear. The few times I met her she flirted with me so shamelessly, I might've blushed if I'd had blood in me." He lowered his voice. "They say that she takes jobs that she doesn't need just to get more cock. Like, once she was a whore in a brothel in Italy. Mary tracked her down, and asked why she was a 'working girl' when she didn't have to work.... Cally's only explanation was that she liked f!@#ing Italian guys."

"And when was that?" Lucy asked, leaning in so her long red hair tickled his neck.

"That was -" he frowned. "Damn, that was back in the 1800s. Or so the rumor goes." How was that possible? "I guess... Calico must be immortal. A vampire, maybe? That's strange. She goes out of her way to insist she's a human. Come to think of it, though, most humans don't do that..."

"Why is it hard for you to believe that she's a vampire?" Lucy asked with interest.

"She's... always eating food," he said slowly. "She goes out in the sunlight. She showed up in my lap once, and she was warm and breathing. She gets drunk off of liquor. It's like - she really believes she's human. And by all the signs she's right." He thought harder. "Besides, my sister told me something once... she's a vampire back on Earth.... She said that Calico wasn't Embraced into Anne and Mary's Clan. It was a really big scandal. I just assumed, hearing that, that she hadn't been turned at all."

He thought Lucy might be lost, what with the talk of Clans and Embracing, but she just asked, "If Cally was Embraced by a different Clan, which one would it be?"

"Malkavian," he said without hesitation. "They're all crazy."

"Different Clans have different powers," mused Lucy. "So Anne and Mary should have the same powers?"

"Yeah. They're Ventrue, the business Clan, so they have strength, speed, and mind control. Except I think only Anne has mind control. She's the one who's always hypnotizing the household slaves."

"They? So you're different."

"I'm a Toreador," Vic said proudly. "My sister Ludmilla - my sister from my mortal life, I mean - is a Ventrue. She has the same Sire as Anne and Mary. But she was too jealous to let her Sire turn me, so I went out and found another vampire to Sire me. I'm ambitious like that. My Sire was a Toreador. Our Clan is super-fast, we've got these amazing senses, and we're charming. In a supernatural kinda way."


"So what's your Clan known for?" Lucy asked, smiling.

"We're the good-looking ones," Vic said with a grin. It was good to know that she didn't know everything about vampires. He'd be suspicious if she did.

"So Calico's powers would be...?"

"Umm... I don't know. No one knows much about the Malkavians," Vic confessed. "Except...." Something struck him then. He slowly said, "...they say that Malkavians can make their hallucinations real."

"How?" Lucy pressed.

"It's like - if they believe reality is different - it is. They can change the world, just by believing something strong enough," Vic said. "It's creepy. But that would explain why she seems so human. That poor crazy girl thinks she is one. It happens sometimes, a vampire hating themselves so much that they go delusional."

"That's quite some power," Lucy mused.

"Yeah, but it's no use to anyone," Vic said. "She's so freaking insane that she can't even help herself. She wouldn't be able to make stuff exist just by wishing it would - she has to already believe it's real before it exists. You'd have to be pretty damn persuasive to make her powers at all useful."

"Just watch me," said Lucy, smiling dangerously. "I think you should introduce me to Calico as soon as you can. I'll handle the rest."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart," Vic said. Lucy was as crazy as Cally, if she thought it'd do any good. "My wish is your command. So... how 'bout letting a guy get a drink?" He smiled at her hungrily. Her naked body had already made his teeth start to swell into sharp points. "Talking always makes me thirsty."