perpetual anticipation is good for the soul but it's bad for the heart

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[tearhiseyesout]

Sierra and I can go get eyes on the baby vamp. Who wants to go make our case to the banshee?

[Rusty is going to wait and see how much they want him involved. Because while he very much intends to go to Siberia and stab Kirsanov in the face, he's not going to get too overly invested.

This is their war, and he still isn't sure he trusts them yet.]

[praevaricatio]

She knows me. Personally. I wasn't fully myself, but I was honest where it counted.

( It's the most logical move, to send him in again, even if he's fighting against his adjacent married-into family.

Max, invested in Rusty's part, speaks up dropping his head down.

"We have his familiarity but we need to play on her sympathy and her pragmatism."

Sierra frowns. "We're not Make-A-Wish-ing the banshee."

Max shakes his head, bringing a finger to his lips. Give him a chance to take the floor.

"I think that Rusty should go with you. Ezra. We skipped over introductions. Rusty is on the line. My sister Jaqueline, our friend, Sierra, our family friend David, and his walking contribution Ezra are all on the line. Jaq, me, David, and Sierra are Colony. Ezra is -- affiliated." )

[an_honestword]

In my day, marriage was a bit more than an affiliation.

[Because knowing your enemy is important. And prior to this phone call, they were, in fact, his enemies.]

But sure. I can do that. Do we know where she is?

[maxxx]

( "Max took his sister's jilting personally, but because we're on here for more important purposes, all adults, and on a clock," Ezra says, glossing right over "we should move on from the pointless descriptions. We're all on here for the same reason."

Sierra drops her head, winking at David. She approves officially.

Max did pre-research. )

Her company is in Boston.

( Ezra just gives him a look, how does he manage -- anything.

"She's in Boston. Harvey is now --" He rolls his eyes. "Affiliated." Sorry, David if that was husband confidence. )

[an_honestword]

Who's Harvey?

["Specter. My lawyer." It was slightly in confidence because he doesn't love using his friend's personal life against him. "Would rather not use that angle if we can help it."]

I'm not far from Boston. We can go directly to Lydia first.

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( They need what they can get and Harvey knows what he got himself into, is what Ezra's eyes convey. Along with a crinkle of an apology. But, he's not the heartless dick at the table.

"I just mean we know. That's why we know. I agree. We'll approach Lydia directly. And separately." )

And Sierra and Jaqueline...

[tearhiseyesout]

Will track down the baby vamp. Does he have a name?

["Stilinski, I think?"]

Distinctive enough.

[She pulls out her laptop and starts typing until she eventually comes with (14):]

I've got a Sheriff Stilinski, but he seems too old?

[maxxx]

( "Miecyslaw, his son," Ezra says. "Stiles is what everyone calls him. His friends and family are all very protective," Ezra confirms. )

Stiles Stilinski.

[tearhiseyesout]

Poetic.

[More tapping on her computer.]

Looks like we have a Miecyslaw Stilinski, FBI agent. That's a bit more promising. Looks like he's currently works out of the DC office.

[praevaricatio]

That should be him. Now undead. And - exhausting.

( He's like a vampire Energizer bunny. )

[tearhiseyesout]

Fun.

[That'll be an adventure. But they'll just keep their distance and keep eyes on him for now. No need to engage just yet.]

But at least we're not going to Boston when it's starting to veer towards winter.

[maxxx]

Yes, because what matters is the weather.

( He's cranky. He's spoiled. Shut up. )

[an_honestword]

[To get them back on track:]

I can be there the day after tomorrow. Is there anything else we need to discuss in advance?

[praevaricatio]

We're convincing Lydia - and who she's bonded to - to essentially be bait?

( He just wants everyone on the same page. )

[an_honestword]

In a manner of speaking. We're going to bring them to Kirsanov as a gift. That gets us in the door of his little fortress. Once we're inside, killing him should be easy.

[There are a number of options. He's spent years thinking of them all. Part of him loves the ideas of releasing all of his caged creatures and seeing how they turn on their master. But they have time to discuss all the nitty-gritty details.]

Unlike Hernandez and the others, he doesn't have much in terms of friends or acolytes. It's mostly just him and his monsters.

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That would be sad if it weren't so pathetic. And, simultaneously, your contacts ( to David ) will be going after his original body, so that when it's over, he has nothing to go back to. Their entombed failsafe.

( Sounds like everybody can break here.

A few days later, Harvey takes the train into Boston and hires a car service. He whisks Lydia Martin away, convinces her that even though she's been away, she should take a half day with him. Have that leisurely lunch and if she needs to get back to work, he will be a gentleman and understand. He chooses an upscale corner café for lunch. It's a beautiful fall day, the last vestiges of warmth clinging.

He smiles at her from behind his menu, coy, wondering if she would go so far as to do something out of character for the both of them (?) in the bathroom, but he reminds himself he doesn't know her as well - not as well as he'd like. He knows more than he lets on, it was his job, but he's getting to know Lydia the genius, not Lydia the banshee. )

[beanchaointe]

[He might be surprised. Lydia has been known to take advantage of unconventional opportunities. But since he's not asking, she'll just eye him over her menu, crossing one leg over the other as she weighs her options.]

So how long will you be in town?

[rehire]

End of the weekend. And I didn't bring any work with me.

( Hint. He is here for her and her alone, or so he thinks. )

[beanchaointe]

[She does love the sound of that. She's also mostly caught up on work from her time away running from one bizarre supernatural scenario to another, but thankfully, as CEO, she can do a lot of work remotely.

She just hopes she won't have to step away long term anytime soon.]

Good. I'm sure I'll be able to find plenty of ways to keep you occupied.

[rehire]

Plenty? That almost sounds like a challenge.

( And one he'd like to partake in. )

[beanchaointe]

It could be.

[Lydia's never really minded a good challenge. It usually ends well for her. But that's something they can discuss when they've retreated back to her apartment. Unless he's going to make a better proposition.]

If you think you can't keep up.

[rehire]

Are you questioning my stamina, Ms. Martin?

( He's close to it, unless something interrupts him. )

[beanchaointe]

Just ensuring that you're willing to rise to the occasion.

[But before they could keep that flirt train going, an interruption does arrive in the form of a very tall managing partner.

"Harvey. What a surprise. What are you doing in Boston?"]

[rehire]

Jessica.

( He should ask her the same thing. )

I'm checking in on a new friend. Our paths crossed during the electrical storm a month ago.

( Right hand and representative of the Colony, Harvey Spector, still has to keep certain things close to the vest. He assumes Jessica knows more about the magic explosion than even he lets on. But everyone holds up appearances. )

What are you doing in Beantown?

[beanchaointe]

["Jeff and I are in town for business. We always have dinner here when we're in town."

Jeff waves to Harvey from their table. His face is apologetic.

Jessica turns to Lydia with a thin smile. "Jessica Pearson."]

Lydia Martin.

[Jessica's eyebrow goes up. "I've heard of you. You work in sound energy, no?"]

I do. My offices aren't too far from here.