a snack to distract

[feigenbaum_fred]

Who: Fred open
Where: Wolfram & Hart- Practical Sciences laboratory
When: Afternoonish
Status: Incomplete

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[lornes_place3]

Taking a breath, the green demon looked at Wesley, then Fred, realizing that they really didn't know much about the new things that people were starting to learn about Vampires.

"I'd hope that if Angel knew, he'd tell us all, to get us up to speed. I've learned that apparently there are ways that many Vamps interact with each other- we never really knew about. I've done a bit of looking myself, and I guess the best way to put it is that Sherrif's are the area Vamp leaders, who have others under them. Kinda of like a Scout Troop Leader from hell.."

He opened the folder again, and added: "Then, it seems like each State has a King and a Queen. Now, by that reasoning, there should be super-vamps that head each continent, but I'm not really sure. Maybe Angel knows more. Then again, he's never mentioned a thing about this hirarchy before, so this might be all news to him."

He looked at Fred, his hands a bit in the air.

"If Angel knows, i'll be a bit surprised. He really does keep to himself. Plus, this sounds new to Spike as well. Maybe they didn't want to invite you 2 to the party, for whatever the reasons, since both of you are pretty infamous in the Vamp scene. It all makes me wonder if there's a new Hellmouth about to open, or what? It -HAS- been pretty boring in these parts lately, you know?"

Lorne was trying to let the other know the little bit he'd learned, and he still wasen't fully sure he was right about his hunches. He looked in the direction of Spike, and actually smiled. He had to stop and really listen to the guy's Cockney accent, but he always got a kick out of it.

"Wow, so you never had to report in to some local Big Bad Vamp? I guess another way to look at them are like mini-bosses in a video game. Vamps kiss the right ass, and work their way up the bloodsucker ladder. Kinda like Hollywood, but with less backstabbing."

He smirked at his joke, looking around the room. He was hoping to hear Angel's thoughts on this all, to find out more details, perhaps.

[watcher_pryce]

As a watcher, and therefore scholar of anything even remotely demonic this was news for Wesley. Vampire sheriffs? This was the first time he heard of anything of the kind. Nor did he ever hear of kings and queens among vampires. He was a bit miffed by this and made a mental note to look it up right away. In fact, what he wanted to was go and find anything about this as soon as possible.

Still, he needed to focus on Lorne since the man-- demon man? - seemed rather agitated. Wesley frowned, crossed his arms and tried to focus. But his mind, oh his mind was whirling about these new things he was hearing. Of course there had been a hierarchy among vampires, just look at the group Angel and Spike had been roaming around with.

This sort of hierarchy he had never heard about. Wesley glanced at Spike to see if the other vampire knew anything about this news. From the blank look on the man's face he'd have to say that was a no. The vampire even looked offended at the idea that he should report to any other vampire - though Wesley knew Spike had reported to Angelus and Darla at one point - or kiss any vampire ass.

"I suppose we should ask Angel about this?" Wesley pointed out, suddenly remembering that their leader had announced a sudden meeting in a few hours. "We could do that during the meeting I suppose," he mused.

[xspikex]

"Fuck no," Spike all but snarled at the idea alone of kissing any vampire ass. "I was me own boss thanks so much. We travelled in groups back when the big forehead was still a big nasty forehead, but we each did what we fuckin' well wanted."

Which wasn't technically true, but he wasn't gonna enlighten anyone 'bout that. He doubted Angel would either. This whole news 'bout sheriffs and queens and kings was news to him. Maybe it was somethin' that only happened New Orleans? Cause that was a freaky place, no wonder he'd been keen to avoid it. What with the stupid voodoo magic mojo stuff.

"So what you're sayin' is that vampires are out of the coffin', free to roam 'round and stuff and people know about them? Everywhere all over the world or what?" Well. Fuck. That kinda really did take away the mystic mystery that he goin' for him. And now that he was a ghost it was kinda pointless anyway.

Fuck. Why couldn't he ever catch a break?

"Sounds like a good idea to me," Spike shrugged, even though no one had or would ask him for his opinion. "See what our big bad leader has to say about this, if anythin' at all." He snorted at the idea at all, before rollin' his eyes and ghostin' away. He was gonna have to look into this himself, cause when he was back to bein' a real life dead boy again?

Oh the possibilities were endless!