undergrounds | [open] [16-20th Nov] All the pigs are all lined up

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[open] [16-20th Nov] All the pigs are all lined up

"An abandoned Tube station is now a vampire nest. The only problem is, a film company have decided to film some scenes on location there. When one of the lead actors is found dead, it gets complicated."

The abandoned and unfinished North End station is the deepest station in London, makes it a pretty good hiding place for things that don't want to be found and maybe also can't really deal so well with sunlight. The haunting, industrial horror feel of the place unfortunately makes it a very fitting set for filming the artsy psychological thriller, "Black Infinity." Right up until they showed up to film and found the lead, Zachary Pearce, dead. The internet is having a field day with rumours of his exsanguination, but so far the Met has refused to issue any statement revolving around the nature of his death.

Weird, right?

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[Strictly speaking, he probably shouldn't be here. Eames isn't a friend or family of the deceased, but he is a friend of someone in the office and a creditor of the deceased. That's gotta count for something.]

[Two things Eames hates: Vampires, and debts that aren't paid. Having the two come together like this, well. It's put him in a bit of a mood. And moreover, Zachary wasn't the only person in the cast and crew who owed Eames for their little movie getting made, so he's going to have to deal with this situation.]

[This may be why he's now asking a lot of detailed questions - how long ago did he die, where exactly in the station was he found, how sure are you about this, etc. etc. If he's going to have to go kill a vampire, he'd like to be as prepared as possible beforehand. Even if it means being a bit of a dick to some poor civil servant.]

[Have fun with that, yo.]

[It's dusty, dark, eerie, and they had to go down about a million flights of stairs to get here. Needless to say, Eames is not a fan. But at least Eames has a fleshy human hunter with him to use as a distraction and a gun loaded with wooden bullets to make him feel better about the situation.]

[Given the publicity and the rumours, he's not foolish enough to think they're the only ones down here. He just kind of hopes anyone else who fancies a trip to an abandoned station will make a delicious, blood-filled distraction and make drawing this dick out to kill them a lot easier.]

[Arthur's gun is loaded with silver. He doesn't like to take chances in the dark, and maybe it's just his own superstition but silver seems to hit vampires harder than the wooden bullets do. As far as he knows, he has a little more training in the specific art of killing vampires than Eames does, so he doesn't hesitate to go first. His gun is pointed at the ground, but held in front of him and ready to fire - almost as if he has military training.]

[Still, if he seems tense, it's only a touch more than usual. He doesn't seem to be operating on a hair trigger as they wander into the unknown, even though anything could leap out of the shadows at any moment.]

So, is there anything else I should know about this vampire?

[As if he didn't grill Eames on it already.]

You know as much as I do, Arthur.

[Which is almost nothing. But he's yet to meet a vampire that can take a splinter in the heart, and he's relying on that. Between the two of them, it shouldn't be hard to make quick work of the situation. It's just a matter of finding the damn thing.]

[Arthur pauses and narrows his eyes, looking down the tunnel.]

Well, it'll have to do for now.

[He keeps his voice low, listening intently for any sounds, but he keeps asking questions. Their footsteps alone will announce their presence - vampires have keen senses, and they're very strong and very quick. There's no sneaking up on them, better to draw this one out and attack him while he's distracted by the scent of blood.]

How many bites did he have? Your client?

One.

[He says, though now Arthur's asked he's suddenly unsure. He didn't check the body thoroughly, for obvious reasons, but he feels fairly certain that multiple bites is a thing that would've been noticed.] He was more than likely hypnotised.

[The bite and some bruises on his shoulder were the only things Eames noticed. Makes it seem less like a case of being overpowered and more like being a willing food source.]

Well, at least that means there was only one that drank from him.

[He doesn't sound particularly thrilled about that, but it's preferable to the alternative.]

[Eames doesn't particularly care, and his silence on the topic probably says as much. The guy's dead, what does it matter now?]

[Complete lack of sympathy aside, Eames is fairly certain he heard something. Something ahead of them, it sounds like? In a tunnel like this, it's hard to place which direction exactly the noise came from. It could even just be a rat. (It is almost certainly not a rat.) He draws back a little to put some space between him and Arthur moving forward, just in case. The extra reaction time putting some distance between them could give him might save a life, who knows?]

[For Arthur, every detail of the kill matters, especially if it's indicative of how many vampires are hanging out down here. Right now they only have evidence of one, and Arthur hopes that's really the case.]

[He hears the sound, and then he hears Eames fall back behind him but he doesn't make a comment. Eames probably smells better anyway, and Arthur's working on the assumption that his years of military service has given him a bit more training and experience on this front.]

Who's there?

[His tone isn't at a bellow, but it's commanding. He's projecting enough for his voice to carry down the tunnel a little ways. He raises his gun a little.]

[Fun story: There's more than one vampire. There's definitely two in this stretch of tunnel, startled alert by Arthur's voice. One of them rushes toward Arthur as soon as it sees him, while the other draws back into the shadows. (Obviously that's the smart one.)]

[The one rushing for Arthur has made itself a nice, big target as it rushes forward, obviously used to being able to scare most humans into submission. That's a situation Arthur can probably handle easily enough on his own, so Eames keeps moving past this whole... Situation here. Trying to track the one who went into hiding.]

[Arthur pulls the trigger without hesitation, lodging a silver bullet in the vampire's chest. It's not an instant kill, but he's already pulling the stake out of a loop on his belt and advancing on the thing to finish it off. It might be useful to question it, but there's still another one alive and Eames has gone off after it, so he stakes the one in front of him without hesitation and then follows down the tunnel.]

[He doesn't call out, assuming that there would be some commotion if Eames had been attacked.]

[This is stupid. He's just staring at shadows with his gun ready. There's no way to leave without being noticed, but ample places to hide and it's so annoying.]

[He's taking some cautious steps, trying to ferret this damn thing out, and he sighs when he hears Arthur's footsteps come closer.]

Did you bring a torch?

[Either Arthur has one and that'll be useful, or he can potentially start an argument about it and the vampire will come out when they're "distracted." Win-win.]

[Arthur sighs and digs around in his pocket.]

It's small, but...

[It's barely thicker than a marker and not even as long, but it's enough to pierce into the darkness a few metres when he turns it on and points it down the tunnel.]

[It's enough. Eames moves another few steps forward, tracking the light and watching carefully for any shadows that move. It's a waiting game for the most part, and Eames is impatient to get this over and done with. It pays off though, when he catches a glimpse of a leg and fires immediately. No way is he waiting to see more and risk the fucking mosquito taking flight again.]

[It hits, though it's probably a bit much to hope he got it in the knee, but no vampire he's ever seen is gonna get up and run off after having a piece of wood shoved in their leg. And given he has the time, there may be just a little bit of theatrics to the way Eames walks toward their fallen new friend. Ears open - sound carries in these tunnels, and there's every chance there's more nearby - but why not have a little fun with things?]

[It all happens pretty fast, but Arthur keeps a steady hand when Eames shoots, and then he points it at the downed vampire as Eames approaches it. He keeps his gun up, aimed at the ground but ready in case something happens.]

[He bites back a 'careful,' watching closely and keeping his ears open for movement up and down the tunnel.]

[It's a very quick conversation Eames has with his new vampire friend. There are a lot of insults slung his way to begin with, but insults don't really hold up against a gun and a foot on a fresh wound. That and some clever wordplay to make it sound as though he'd ever let this thing scurry back to its friends and leave them all be. The idiocy almost makes him feel bad when he kills them. But not really because, you know. He's an awful person and doesn't really regard vampires as people at all.]

[He turns and walks briskly back toward Arthur.]

We need to leave.

[Arthur doesn't say anything. He just turns off the flashlight and turns down the tunnel, back where they came from. The gun is still in his hands, ready to fire if he needs to, but he's walking quickly away from the scene of the crime.]

[A little further down, he speaks.]

So, we just pissed off a whole nest of vampires?

Got it in one.

[Eames keeps the pace, he wouldn't dare run unless there was a definite risk to his life, but he wants to get out of there as soon as possible. Rushing up the approximately 8,000 flights of stairs as soon as he gets there.]

[He bites back a few choice words as he follows Eames up the stairs. After a little while he finally says, in a tone that suggest he is slightly annoyed by their present circumstances:]

Gonna need more guns.

[Eames huffs a small laugh, but it's not really amused. It's more like the only way to express how mad he is at himself and the situation. Hopefully, at least, they'll get out while it's still daylight. Just in case they woke up the rest of the nest.]

More people holding them too.

Not necessarily.

[Arthur glances behind him, slowing a little on the stairs.]

The only two that saw our faces are dead.

As much as I have faith in your abilities, Arthur. I don't really rate our chances against an entire nest. [He sighs and looks back at Arthur, slowing some when Arthur does.] And they'll probably be on alert when those two don't come back.

[Arthur gives him a look, because he knows Eames is about to fight with him, but he presses on anyway.]

No, I'm saying we don't have to go back. We could just leave it.

You already know I'm not going to, Arthur. So why don't we skip straight to how much your help is going to cost me.

[That vampire ruined a lucrative investment for him, but if he clears out the nest he can make something back on this whole mess. Also: fuck vampires.]

[Arthur rolls his eyes.]

Well, there's my usual rate for small nests.

[He sounds resigned.]

We could work something else out, but I can't think of anything else right now.

Standard rate it is.

[He'd much rather just give Arthur money than try to work out some kind of deal. He's far too savvy for that to work out in Eames' favour, and he has much more money than any person needs.]

I'll be wanting to move within the next couple of days. Take them out before they have a chance to make a plan of their own.

How do you plan on finding more people? You have a small army of fae I don't know about?

No, but I have a lot of money and phone numbers.

[Grin.]

Sounds like I need to order in more silver bullets.

[Which is just part of his job, but he manages to make it sound like a huge inconvenience which Eames is causing.]

[Anyway they're approaching the exit.]

Just call me when you have some details. I'll send you a quote.

[Well shit.]

[Turns out it was more than some lone, raggedy vampire living in the dank dark all on its lonesome. Unless someone convinces him otherwise, Eames is pretty keen to just wipe out this nest like the vermin they are, but either way something needs to be done.]

[He's made more of an open call this time, anyone who's interested in helping deal with the vampire situation is free to join him and they will be compensated for their time afterward. Or maybe you're just down there for your own reasons and happen to bump into him. You probably won't get paid, but killing the shit out of some vampires is its own reward.]

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[open] [16-20th Nov] All the pigs are all lined up

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