[open] Space is Cold

[catchacold]

Who: Leonard and YOU
Where: The Citadel
When: all through the event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Len does all right in space, mostly by doing wrong
The Story:

1. Space Bar

A bar is a bar is a bar. Leonard doesn't find anything drastically different about this place, except for the aliens and the ice seemingly not melting, which has his attention more than the actual drink. He stands a bit apart from most of what's going on, leaning against the wall by a table and watching no one in particular.

Although, if someone comes in at the right - or wrong - time, they may find him sending cold looks edging on outright glares in the direction of his partner, who's probably having a bit too good a time, at least in Leonard's opinion.

2. Space Museum

What came first, the stealing or the art appreciation? In Leonard's case - having been born into a criminal family - it was the stealing. These days, however? It's genuine appreciating for its own sake too. He looks at the building from the outside first, appreciating the architecture but, of course, also casing the joint. Force of habit or actually leading up to something, it's anyone's guess.

Later he can be found inside, both appreciating the exhibition and inspecting the alarm system and other safety measures, a connoisseur of both art and art theft. He's subtle enough about the latter, but someone in a similar business or otherwise experienced may be able to pick up on it.

Space Wild Card

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Comments

[catchacold]

[Leonard is watching his back and also judging, but not really in a negative way. Obviously he has opened many a vault, one way or the other, but that doesn't mean it's not fun to watch someone else at work and see how good they are.

Richie, honestly, seems pretty good. Leonard has a hand on his gun, smiling when he hears the lock click again. Can't be long now. Of course he stays quiet until the door opens.]

Not bad.

[seeingthings]

[The last click of the mechanism is music to his ears, and he doesn't even need to double check it as he stands and spins open the wheel, allowing the vault door to slowly open.]

Of course I'm not bad. [He gives Leonard a smug look before her gestures for him to go ahead to inspect what's inside.] After you.

[catchacold]

You're good at getting your teeth into something, doesn't mean you're good at getting into vaults. Glad to see you are.

[Normally he may be reluctant to turn his back on someone in this situation, but really, they're just playing at it all. It's relaxed in that way and so Leonard walks in without looking back, instead inspecting the contents and whistling under his breath.]

Not bad. They know how to decorate to my tastes.

[seeingthings]

[Richie's expression hardens at the comment, if only because he knows how unhappy Kate had been about that whole situation. He visibly winces briefly as he follows Leonard inside, starting the process of removing the contents of the vault so they can take it with them.]

How'd that heal up?

[catchacold]

Fine. Ain't my first scar. [By a long shot. More worried about any potential side effects, but since he hasn't turned into a vampire yet, he apparently doesn't have to worry.]

You still only using Kate? Cause that doesn't seem to be working. [Especially since now there's two of them.]

[seeingthings]

[He shrugs his shoulders. That's a fair enough answer, and it's good enough for him.]

Fuck no, not after that. [She'd tried to convince him otherwise, but he hadn't gone for that. Not this time.] She was worried the blood out of the closets were gonna come from innocent people. Well, I've tried it now, and it doesn't come from anyone. It's soulless. Also means it tastes like shit, but it keeps me from starving. [He shakes his head as he keeps packing up the goods.] It's still weird as hell, though.

[catchacold]

Yeah, she told me that. Wouldn't even have occurred to me. But then, if it was innocent people, I'd still rather you bleed them than her. Think you agree on that though. [He's a survivor and he looks out for his own and while Kate doesn't quite fall under that category yet, it's getting there.]

Soulless? [He nods, frowning.] You get something besides blood from a person normally, yeah?

[seeingthings]

I've got it handled.

[It hadn't been his idea in the first place, but of course he'd rather bleed practically anyone dry before Kate. It's the reason Leonard had gotten bit in the first place.

He didn't want to give it up entirely, though. Besides, Kate didn't seem to mind. His survival just didn't depend on it anymore.]

I've got a backup stock in case the closets ever decide to fail on us again. [Along with all the other supplies they have set aside.] Blood is the conduit of the soul. When I feed, there's a sharing thing that happens. I get memories, special talents, that kind of thing. There's also the fact that without the soul, it'd be like you living on nothing but water for the rest of your life.

[catchacold]

Can't be exactly the same, given you'd not look as healthy as you do, but I get your point. [And he's not about to make an offer, he's not interested in sharing period, much less sharing memories or talents. Generosity has never been one of his flaws.]

You tried asking the closets explicitly for somebody's blood? Maybe somebody you don't like much?

[seeingthings]

Cold tofu straight from the package?

[That might be a little more applicable to the situation. But either way, he shrugs.]

Can't get that specific with the closets, I don't think. Any time I want something exact, I get something close instead. Pretty sure that might get fucked up when it comes to blood.