I havn' seen the sunshine since... I dunno when... (Open)

[Adam Helviath]

"I hear the train'a comin'..." Adam starts as the spot light hangs loosely over the shoddy bar stage, Adam frequently played at his home bar since he caused it to be built back a few hundred years back. Guitar twanged as he slammed his foot with the beat and sang loud and passionately. "It's rollin' roun' the bend...." he continued as a shot of whiskey was poured and set next to his stool.

"I shot a man in reno... jus' ta watch him die..." he chimed as he took the shot and threw it back at the bartender. Catching it he laughed and nodded to Adam as he smiled back. This was a usual occurrence for Adam, he owned the bar. The man was passionate about his song and showed it in his belting of the words. The man looked a little canine but mostly human as he smiled with each line sung. It wasn't out of the ordinary that a lightly larger crowd was there due to Adam's recent removal from 'wanted' to 'ignored' in brightblood. The man had been on the list for a very, very, long time and to suddenly be fine, playing at his old bar. Old fellow bountyhunters couldn't help but turn up to try and pester him. 

[Völund "Vance" Tegner]

News traveled fast in the underground. Vance was looking over one of his e-mails about a "certain individual" disappearing from the watch list, the Swedish man's forehead pinched together suspiciously. It was peculiar to say the least and as much as he wanted to immediately blame the fae, well, he knew that somehow the fair folk didn't have anything to do with it.

The Nosferatu made sure that all parts of his vintage 1930's suit were in order. He donned a double-breasted waistcoat, a dark brown form fitting overcoat with peaked lapels, glanced over his plaid pants, and he made sure to adjust his mahogany necktie a couple of times out of habit before placing any dress shoes on his feet. All in all he seemed ready for a night on the town...too bad he wasn't going out for fun. The last thing he did was obscure the nightmare inducing face that greeted him every evening--his own. Topsiders didn't exactly like the hideous, not that the vampire was overly concerned, but Vance did still adhere to vampiric codes that had really no place in this version of the world anymore. The only thing he couldn't hide was the stench of the sewers that lingered on his clothing.

Soon enough the primogen found his way out through the maze he built to protect his warren, and up to the street above via a ladder and a manhole. The covering was easy enough to slide over; it was when he started to move it back into place that music caught his ears. His green eyes glowed dully in the light the street lamps gave off like some sort of alleycat as his ears narrowed in on the bar across the way. He managed to see the name of the place and raised a brow. "Huh, didn't think Cash still carried weight...", he muttered quietly, hastily going back to moving the manhole lid three fourths of the way closed.

Vance abandoned the alleyway towards the lively building; though he was going to stand out like a sore thumb, he walked into the place anyhow. The music wasn't exactly to his liking despite having lived through Johnny's time frame he never was a huge fan of the young country or rock n' roll genre. Leave that music to the newer generations and hipsters. Nevertheless the man took a seat towards the end of the bar where he was able to find a seat without having to be shoulder to shoulder with someone. The Nossie had seen Adam on the way in, if only somewhat passed the crowd that had gathered amid his presence. The doctor had been subtle on his way in, preferring to observe the alchemist for a little while.

[Adam Helviath]

Adam finished the song and let the last cord ring before he smiled and set the thing down. The music seemed to return to the usual industrial kind of music as the light on the stage dimmed and Adam vanished into the floor with a burst of alchemy. A few moments go by before he leaps through the floor again with alchemy and catches a drink slid to him. Sitting down he smiled and lifted the glass to the bartender, the back was area and he also cheered the vampire hanging in his corner.

A good number of the people slunk either out or to their own tables after Adam finished. Silence for a little bit before Adam finally chimed up when the bartender moved away from them at the end of the bar. "So wha's a nosferatu like yerself doin' 'n a place like this?" he said with a cheeky smile as he glanced toward the man, downing his drink and putting the glass back on the counter. "yer not a cash fan..." he followed up with another smirk as he chuckled out a, "Gathered tha' much..." Adam waved off a floozy vampire that started to linger toward him to keep talking to his new buddy, he seemed curious why a well dressed man has come to his bar. No threatening nature came from him and even a soft wave brought the man a drink from the bartender.

[Völund "Vance" Tegner]

The music had ended, slowly reverting back to whatever it was the kids listened to these days--ten times worse than Cash in his opinion. However, he wore an air of tolerance, pretty much keeping to his own until the bar's owner had decided to greet him. It took him by surprise slightly, a smirk crossing his face. "You catch on quick Adam. Careful, kid", the primogen warned, his Swedish accent being fairly noticeable. Vance's version of friendly was a little on the sour side. "As for what I'm doing here...", his voice trailed off for a moment when a drink was set on the counter in front of himself,"Well, no one simply up and vanishes like Houdini". The Nosferatu was keeping his guard up trying to scan out any suspicious activity in the establishment--making sure to keep an eye on anyone seeming too interested in their talk. "But no...not a Cash fan. Billie Holiday though...she was real music". Glancing down at the drink he seemed to debate indulging in it. He couldn't think of how long it had been since his last one and it was questionable if he could even manage to keep it down.

[Adam Helviath]

Adam laughed, "I remember Lady Day..." He shook his head as if remembering something. "Poor woman, but she used it ta fuel her passion..." The man seemed to hold of on the houdini comment for a bit while he drank and remembered lady day holiday. "Seems like all the vampires'r wonderin' why I suddenly got exempt from mister high'n'mighty's wanted list..." he grinned and turned back to the bar. "I swear... politics never change... if it ain' one tight wig tryin' ta get ahead... it's another..." Adam was trying to gauge where his drinking 'buddy' was situated on the vampire totem pole that was Dametrius' property.

[Völund "Vance" Tegner]

"Unfortunate the things today don't mean half of what they should". Oh the irony in that statement delivered from the sewer rat. He went to grab the alcohol but upon picking it up he decided against it and set the drink at Adam's side. "You best have it...", he mentioned, shrugging off the charitable gesture as kindly as he could manage.

Vance then stifled a laugh at Adam's second remark. This kid was good with the pot shots made at the Kindred--and it wasn't often that the Nosferatu had the urge to chuckle. It temporarily pulled his mind out of reflecting on his own past. "Yeah, well as Primogen of Illinois it's my right to know who's where, kid". A quick glance of electric green eyes did a once over of the alchemist. "Granted, my dealings are with mostly with the young bloods, but you are...or were, rather, part of Bright Blood".

[Adam Helviath]

Adam laughed and nodded, "Ya got tha' right... Was... man, the info I know could make 'n informant like yerself wan' ta sleep with me jus' ta get it." he mused again as he downed the refused drink. "Dunno why I'm so interestin'... first though it was cause I could walk 'roun in the sun but now ol' dame'y boy can do tha trick too..." Again a wicked smile from the man as he chatted with the nos. "I hope my establishments've been good ta ya..." he finally says with a sincere grin.

[Völund "Vance" Tegner]

Adam's joke had almost hit the ground face first with Vance. He was still very much an old fashioned gentleman with an interest only in women--women that would very likely never express interest in one such as himself. The humor of the joke turned into an awkwardness for him; a short-lived noise escaped his lungs in a sad attempt to be a chuckle. " It's more of what you've done, and my group's thing to keep track of the Topsiders. Yeah they've treated me well so far". He cleared his throat for a pause," You're going to pussyfoot around for as long as you can, aren't you?". The Nossie was here for information clearly.

[Adam Helviath]

Adam bellowed a laugh with a bit of a bark in it. "yer funny kid... I've been pussyfootin' around for almost 500 years... don' see why stoppin' now would do me any good." Again he laughed as he smiled at the man. "Ask away... I like ya kid, I'll answer the best I can...." Ordering another drink he smiles and nods to the bartender before looking at the Nosferatu, interest in his face.