RDuNoir: You made the comment about why should anyone want to help renee and snarked your way out of the coffee shop.

RatOnAIM: *Matthew looks back over his shoulder, his hands digging into his pockets, and the light drizzle barely pressing down on his hair. He half turns when she follows, but still faces mostly away. He doesn't move a muscle of his face, but looks at her as if to say "I'm listening"*

RDuNoir: Renee's got a rueful half-smile on her face as she catches up. "Well, you stopped, that's something. I'm getting so tired of this passive-aggressive, gotta-get-the-last word habit your clubmates seem to cultivate." She makes a small gesture of irritation before continuing. "Yes, as a matter of fact Mr. Smartypants, I have wondered you lot would want to help me, and I'm not coming up with any plausible answers, which just makes me that much more suspicious so... give. Or is sarcasm and posturing all you've got?"

RatOnAIM
: *He stares at her, and pulls something out of his pocket and points it away from both of them. Its mostly hidden from his hand, but she's seen enough of Catonelli to know he keeps weapons on his person. He makes a quick, pressing motion, and the lights flash on a white Accura. * "We can talk in here" *He walks over to it, opens the driver's side, and turns on the engine*

RDuNoir
:
Renee pauses for a long moment at that, looking at the car... then follows Catonelli in.

RatOnAIM: *He pause for a long time, think, staring at the parking lot. he rests his hands on the steering wheel* I can't tell you why. Not for everyone. For me, I don't want to have to kill you. I think that's Mickey's reason too.

RDuNoir: She speaks in a hard, quiet voice. "You don't have to kill anyone."

RatOnAIM: "Not true."

RDuNoir: She shrugs. "Fine, whatever. You don't have to kill me, then. I'm not one of your stupid Sabbat. I keep to the Masquerade, I can play by your damn rules."

RatOnAIM: "Then you're Cam. That's what it means. Playing by the rules."

RDuNoir: Renee shakes her head slightly. "Some of your systems are broken, and you can't even see that, seems to me." She looks out the window. "Fuckit. I don't care, and you guys can't see. I'll smile and play your in your precious holy war long as it takes to take care of what has to be done. I hope that assuages your delicate consciences"

RatOnAIM: "I don't give a shit either way. Its up to you."

RDuNoir: "And you're a court officer? Nice to see you're so fully vested in the system."

RatOnAIM
: "I am. I can't choose for you. I just enforce the rules." He looks at her and there's some very deep anger in his eyes "And don't doubt my investment in the city. You have no idea what I've sacrificed for the Camarilla  I can tell what would have happened if your mom died in Oakland."

RDuNoir
:
"Oh, I know you've just lost something big. I can see that much - you didn't look this shitty on Saturday night. And still you don't give a shit about anyone but yourself right now, looks like." *pause* "Yeah well, she didn't die in Oakland." *glares out of window*

RatOnAIM: *Looks back outside, straight over the dash, thinking about what she said* I guess we want you with us because the rules let us be something other than monsters every now and then

RDuNoir: "Funny. I saw more monstrous behavior Saturday night than in the last twelve months combined..."

RatOnAIM: "You weren't exactly running with a large crowd"

RDuNoir: "For precisely the reasons I encountered on Saturday night. Put vampires into a crowd and bad shit happens."

RatOnAIM: "Like I said, be thankful it ain't Oakland"

RDuNoir: "Oakland's hardly comparable, I would have thought. Or are the members of the Cam more screwed up than even I suspect?"

RatOnAIM
:
*Sighs, and shakes his head, biting his lip, his hands seem a bit tighter around the wheel* "I'm not a smart man, Renee. You shouldn't debate me. If you want argue philosophy, you should get out of the car. I told you why I want to help you. Your choice if you want it or not...

RDuNoir
:
"You know what really baffles me about your friends - pardon me, your professional acquaintances, Mr. Catonelli? Oh fuck, never mind. You probably don't care about that either. Alright, Smartypants. You want to help me? Define help."

RatOnAIM: "You're smart. You'll figure out the rules. But you said you need money. Do you have a haven?

RDuNoir: "I said I need more money. I get by alright, but I could be better." *shrugs* "I've got a place."

RatOnAIM
:
*He nods towards the glove box* Open it

RDuNoir: Renee looks at him, then the glove box with deep suspicion. Then, finally, she opens it.

RatOnAIM
:
*There's a tightly bound stack of bills in there, if she counts it, it's 5 grand* Take it. Merry Christmas

RDuNoir
:
She looks rather strangely at Catonelli, then puts the cash back in the glove box and closes is. "I don't need... that. I'm not looking to be bought."

RatOnAIM
:
"Ain't a fee. I don't need it, and I don't want. Someone else left it behind. But whatever you want." He looks a little away from her, into the side mirror

RDuNoir: "Someone else? That wouldn't be the someone else who's left you looking like hammered shit, would it?"

RatOnAIM
:
"You come in here to talk about me?"

RDuNoir
:
*shrugs* "Ain't much to know about me, is there? That's been well established already. Maybe I'm curious about another vampire?"

RatOnAIM: *Shrugs* "Sorry, can't help. Don't want to talk about me."

RDuNoir
:
*shakes head* "Another case of arrested development. Fine, whatever. See you around, Sheriff." Renee opens the door and, unless convinced otherwise, will leave C in the car.

RatOnAIM
:
*Doesn't turn, but as she opens the door* Look who's got the passive aggressive comment now.

RDuNoir
:
*chuckles ruefully* "Shit, I'm already learning bad habits from you lot." Turns and says back into the car. "Point and whatever. Maybe hearing about another clubmember's experiences might have helped me but it seems you're not keen on something you can't solve quickly or neatly. Well, maybe that will change in time, right?"

RatOnAIM
: *Leans his head against the window* If you want to know, work the rumor mill. Don't expect people to just tell you what they know. You have to work it out of them. Lots of people are talking about this

RDuNoir
:
*sighs* "So much for the family values I got taught. You want I should hear the Chinese whispers version?"

RatOnAIM: *Shrugs and thinks about it for a sec* Your mother. Tell me about your mother first.

RDuNoir
:
Renee settles back down in the passenger seat a bit, thinks for a moment. "Her name was Mary. She was Embraced less than a year after I was born. I look a lot like her... By the end, we had to pose as sisters. She says - said - that being a vampire was important. A special responsibility - but that not many really understood that."

RatOnAIM: How long she live here?

RDuNoir
:
*shrugs* "Not long, a few months. She moves around a lot."

RatOnAIM
:
*Matthew reaches into the backseat, grabbing a newspaper and writing in a crossword puzzle* You got other locations? Addresses to give me?

RDuNoir: Renee's gaze goes flinty. "Why?"

RatOnAIM
:
So I can find the fuckers who did this  *His voice doesn't sound determined or angry, just kind of monotone*

RDuNoir: *shrugs minutely* "Fair enough. It's not like she can be killed twice..." (Renee gives you a list of over a dozen addresses, spread out across the country - the older ones are based in New England (mostly MA) then the spectrum broadens, to 'burbs of Atlanta, Houston, St. Louis, Toronto, Tampa, Denver...)

RatOnAIM: *When she's done, he finishes writing his shorthand, still not looking up* When was the last time you had contact with her?

RDuNoir
:
"Five days ago. I talked to her day before my birthday. Great fucking day that turned out to be."

RatOnAIM
: *Pause* Friday was your birthday?

RDuNoir
:
"Yep Bet I don't look at day over 24, huh? *sourly*

RatOnAIM: *Looks over at her for a second, then back to his paper* I'm not good with guessing those things. Did she say anything strange?

RDuNoir
:
*long pause* "No more so than usual. Just the regular guilt trips about coming home for the holidays and gee what a shame dad isn't here." Renee bites her lip and looks stricken at that.

RatOnAIM
:
*Matthew notes it, but doesn't say anything. He waits a moment though* Are you sure she's dead?

RDuNoir
:
You know that real flat voice Catonelli is so fond of? You hear an uncanny echo of it. "Yes. I'm sure. I felt her die. Sudden and nasty."

RatOnAIM: "And there were men in black when you drove by on Friday"

RDuNoir
:
*nod* "mind you, they could have just been poseurs - smart way to keep witnesses away"

RatOnAIM: "Did you notice anything about them other than suits? License plates... equipment... model of the car?"

RDuNoir
:
"No. I didn't even slow the car down. Who knows what they might have had watching me."

RatOnAIM: *Clicks his pen away, shoves the folded newspaper in his pocket and goes back to leaning his head against the window* "Its a start

RDuNoir
:
"Is it? Maybe mom just owed a shitload of taxes." *sighs*

RatOnAIM
:
I need to know if you find anything out. More than this I mean

RDuNoir: "I'm going to try sneaking on site later this week... if it looks like they're not using cameras." *shrugs* "If they catch me, I'll pretend I'm a wannabe conspiracy theorist."

RatOnAIM
:
*Nods, being done with the notes, slouches a bit as he listens* Tell me when go. *Thinks and clarifies a bit* Tell me when before you go

RDuNoir
:
"God, are they that nuts around here?"

RatOnAIM
: Who?

RDuNoir
:
"whoever it is that you need to be that clear with."

RatOnAIM
: *Shakes his head* You were never military

RDuNoir
:
*dryly* "gee, you think?"

RatOnAIM: Want some free advice?

RDuNoir
:
"Shut my mouth." she says with a disarming grin. "Heard it already."

RatOnAIM
:
*Not looking* "Then don't bitch when it pisses people off"

RDuNoir
:
"Oh, I haven't bitched anyone out for getting mad at my mouth. I bitch you all out when you start burying the needle on the hypocrisy meter. But you don't want to talk about that sort of thing, because you're not the philosphic type." Her mood shifts abruptly. "Your turn. Give."

RatOnAIM
:
*He closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them* Ask

RDuNoir
:
"Who died? Or, if no-one's dead, who did you just have to put on the last chopper out of Saigon?"

RatOnAIM
:
*Closes his eyes again, his head pressed to the glass away from her* Sybil

RDuNoir
:
She looks puzzled for a moment. "Sybil? Oh! The Anarch. Wait a minute, why's that such a problem? I thought you guys were cousins or something?"

RatOnAIM
:
*Flinches, pauses for a moment" Or something

RDuNoir
:
"But that's just..." she sounds baffled. "Politics. Whoever found true happiness with that? Why couldn't you make it work?"

RatOnAIM
: *His hand goes down to the stick shift, gripping it tightly, and he leans back in the seat, his other hand gripping the steering wheel* I don't think you understand Renee

RDuNoir
:
"Oh no, I don't understand a thing about stupidly losing someone you love. Dad disappearing and mom getting murdered, just drops in the bucket right?" *pause* "Try me."

RatOnAIM: *Quietly* Its time for you to get out of the car Renee...

RDuNoir
:
"Once again, I get threats instead of explanations." *quieter* "I didn't mean that you were stupid. I meant that like... losing someone for no discernable reason. No good enough reason."

RatOnAIM: *His jaw is somewhat clenched, but his voice is controlled* You really should go now. I'm... *Pauses and levels his gaze out at the parking lot* Nows not a good time to talk to me about this

RDuNoir: *sighs, disappointed* "So much for sharing. Fine, I'm gone. Have fun digging into my background. There's not much there worth knowing, Sheriff."