Still...the sound of dorm washers and dryers did lull her to sleep many nights before Mateo swept her away.
"I can see the appeal," She murmurs, politely awaiting the rest of the tour.
Willis calls in the name and a few moments later the response comes back, confirming you were indeed expected. "Sorry about that. God forbid anyone bother to tell us what's going on. Enjoy your stay." Willis says, stepping aside to let you and Statia in.
"Well, that was an exciting start to our date." Statia says with a smile, grabbing onto your arm.
"Anytime." Bronwyn says with a saccharine smile
As you walk through the building, one of Joey's tenants steps out of his apartment, a caucasian male of average height and build with salt and pepper receding hair and wire framed glasses. "Good evening, Mr. Hart." he says walking by, nodding to the rest of you.
An immortal homebody, Dr. Baker spends a quiet evening updating his notes and trying to arrange a patient to come in tomorrow evening for a session-- and incidentally, a slight feeding.
He also spends time trying to think of any other kindred whom it would be worth contacting. Individuals who's loyalty to the new prince may not be entirely set in stone. This was a dangerous game, but they needed more support if Maxwell's bid was to be successful.
"Alright, let's take a look at one of the apartments. One of the units that I've had prepared for just such an occasion." He leads the others towards a room on the second floor. The door has a metal sheet attached to it with the number '204' imprinted onto it.
Joey opens the door, gesturing for the others to enter. The inside of the apartment is a wood floor with a wide open area that serves as the living and dining room. Off to the side, counters that make an L-shape in the floor plan section off a kitchen that's intentionally crampt to make room in the center. A very short hallway on the other side features two doors, left ajar, showing a bathroom with a decently sized shower and a carpeted bedroom with a closet that's long enough to comfortably lie down in. The door to said closet has a padded reinforcement around the edges to help prevent light from entering.
"The space is around 700 square feet, with a generous living room. At the cost of the kitchen, of course, but I presume that won't be an issue."
He approaches one of the windows, picking up a roll of thick black cloth on the floor. "I've already gone through the effort to pick up blackout curtains to supplement the ones already in place. In case any of them are lost or damaged, there are spares that can be accessed on request."
That's 3 successes if my Intelligence Spec (analytical) applies. However, Dr. Baker has no dots in Politics so by the rules as written he may not be able to make the role at all. Feel free to ignore that though. :P
"I like it," Ollie agrees "No kitchen, that just means Buttons can't get snooty about cold dog food." Clearly this is meant as a joke, though his German Shepherd somehow manages to look bravely resigned to his fate.
While you can think of plenty of Kindred that would see Kevin Jackson deposed, none come to mind that would welcome the return of a Prince that has been gone as long as Maxwell.
The ventrue takes them to an already-opened garage. It's roomy enough, with enough space for your average truck next to a small tool bench and grooves in the wall from which to hang whatever else may be needed. The floor also features a drain in the center, with a thin oil stain spiraling around it. "Garages are optional for an additional fee, and you'll find my rates are quite competitive. Plenty space to hold a vehicle, or as storage for excess stuff." He nudges the drain with his shoe. "The space can be used for personal projects as well, though I must ask that they be done discreetly. Wouldn't want to bother your neighbors, after all."
He fails to resist the urge to give a wink. "So, that covers the main places you'll have access to. I also have informational papers that cover minor things such as trash pickup times and nearby public transit routes. Any questions? I'd be happy to ask."
"Sometimes I think the Vitae made him smarter as well as stronger, but they're a smart breed... and can't blame your mom, GSDs shed like crazy." He pets his buddy, "Most dogs don't like most vamps, but a bit of animalism helps."
As they follow Joey he notes the trees, and yes, the garage. The extra fee makes him mmm but not like it wouldn't be the same any other place. Space is at a premium in Chicago.
"How many other Licks you got staying here if it can be said?" a beat "Or would we be the first?"
I really need to work on my social skills.I'm never invited to parties anymore. Maybe I should have bring someone to drink? Too late now...
"Hey, you lookin' to join up?" the young man getting out of the car asks as he walks toward you (and presumedly the door).