The Hilton

[Macheath]

*Alex's expression became one of menace*

"I somehow think our plans include each other."

*He took out his knife, flipping it open*

[Sarah von Krolock]

*Sarah looked a bit surprised by the knife and stepped back slightly. Then she grew perplexed again.*

“I said later. And I meant it. Surely you can wait. You don’t need to be so…drastic.”

[Macheath]

((Some girls just don't get it.))

*Alex was almost frustrated. This was no fun if the girls were'nt scared. Maybe he needed to try a more direct approach. He aimed a punch at Sarah, knocking her to the ground, then stood over her.*

[Sarah von Krolock]

((Sorry. Vampire. Knives…eh.))

*Sarah landed hard, looking up to him shocked. She looked confused and timid for a moment. This was strange. In a hallway? Was this what Paris was like?*

“What the…”

[Macheath]

*Alex lowered himself on top of her. Something in the back of his mind wondered if he should have been frightened by her rather pointy teeth, but he did his best to ignore it.*

[Sarah von Krolock]

*Sarah tried to push against him, but his weight pinned her body on top of her long brunette curls, forcing her head back against the floor, exposing her neck. Her hand fumbled to push him away but it was difficult without being able to see him properly. She squirmed, trying to get away but it only aggravated the problem and made her wince in pain. Her voice trembled in unfamiliar fear.*

“Please…sir, don’t…please stop…”

[James Bond]

*Alex smirked, but before he could say anything, a loud shot was heard. Shreiking in pain, he fell off of her, clutching his bleeding shoulder.

Bond stood behind him, the smoke from his gun dying out.*

"Sarah," *he said.* "Are you alright?"

[Sarah von Krolock]

((Out of the blue...for the win. ))

*Sarah took the opportunity to squirm back, lifting her head free, trying to understand what just happened. And then she saw him. She looked very confused.*

“You? But I…”

*She pushed herself up and stood, hesitant about approaching him, but at least doing so close enough to put her out of Alex’s way.*

“I…uh…thank you.”

[James Bond]

((Bond hasn't had anything to do, and it gives me an excuse to not play Alex for now.))

*Bond leaned down and kicked the knife out of Alex's hand. For a moment, he wondered how old the boy was. Sixteen? Then again, his age didn't excuse his actions.*

"You'll survive. There's not much help your cursing will do."

*He turned back to Sarah*

"I thought I heard noises. I guess it's a good thing I did."

[Sarah von Krolock]

((Brilliant. Well played.))

*Sarah looked away shyly. Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all. For a human. She did her best to be humble.*

“I’m glad that you did. Thank you.”

*She glared at Alex.*

“Next time just let a girl take a bath first.”

[James Bond]

"Do you need anything?" *he asked her.* "Would you like to go to the infirmiry?"

[Sarah von Krolock]

*Sarah looked at him a bit confused. Why was he being so nice? She shook her head.*

“No…I think I’m ok. He didn’t…you came just in time.”

[James Bond]

((He's James Bond. Even if they're evil, rescuing women is what he does.))

*He laughed slightly*

"Does this make up for my not calling you the next morning?"

[Sarah von Krolock]

((And she's not even really evil.))

*Sarah smiled shyly and nodded slightly.*

“I guess it has to. Thank you again. I hope that I didn’t keep you from something.”

Or someone.

“Are you on your way out?”

[The Ghost of Fernand Mondego]

*Mondego goes to the front desk and leaves a note and a tip to ensure the notes speedy delivery.*

Sylvia,

Meet me at Cafe de Colombe. I wish to talk.

F.M.