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925961 No. 925961 ID: 270774


This quest is R18.
chapter one: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questarch/res/897413.html
chapter two: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/910050.html
disthread: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/124805.html
patreon: https://www.patreon.com/iraprince
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No. 931812 ID: 70df1e

actually ask if pascal can challenge constantin to the duel.

if pascal uses ward shielding, the only one who gets to fight is you. and constantin can't touch him unless you lose - which is fine, because if you lose then the both of you are going to die anyway. kels pretty much outlined what constantin was about to do with pascal, so why not try this? doesnt solve the problem of taking the bathory house apart piece by piece, but it does solve keeping pascal out of the duel.

although now that i think about it, maybe we could duel on our own time and terms? challenge each individual member of house bathory to duels, not just constantin. take out all his shields individually (hes legally not allowed to retaliate, right?) and then go up against him when he's had too many losses to keep sending out more. if he sires everyone, then his wards cant use his other wards as shields.
No. 931813 ID: fde9cb

I think we should at least ask about Brazilian duel rules before we move on. Bathory duels are sadistic and Brooklyn rules are seen as immature, so hopefully we can use Brazilian as a middle ground between the two.
No. 931814 ID: ea82cb

Someone like Kel could've done something with a vampire like Elizabeth. With the Cradle that end was all but inevitable.

No I don't think there's anything else. We've bugged her enough for today, we can ask about dueling rules later.
No. 931815 ID: 7d60d3

Nah. Go ahead.

(We can ask about Brazil rules later during actual dueling lessons)
No. 931821 ID: b2a17a

Ask her how we should bring this up to Pascal/if she thinks we should bring this up. He still has some amount of loyalty, Kel even mentioned he would probably be very hurt by watching his fellow ornaments be killed.

We want to protect our pretty sire without a huge emotional blow, Kel doesn't seem the type to care excessively about doing emotional clean up after a decision is made but it wouldn't hurt to ask for advice.
No. 931824 ID: b463f2

I definitely agree with mentioning that we want to know Brazilian rules, but also that we don't need them right away.

...and yeah, who's Donnie?
No. 933142 ID: 270774
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“I’ve got some other stuff I’m curious about, like Brazilian rules or other things I might be able to use, but we can talk about it later.” Ricardo glances at his drink and decides he doesn’t want the rest, setting it back on the desk and earning a disapproving look from Kel. “Who’s Donnie?”

“Donata,” Kel corrects herself abruptly. “Boss Luciano.”

“...Right,” says Ricardo.

“I haven’t paid your courtesy levy,” she says, barreling past any further questions on that front. “You’re gonna have to figure that out yourself. Dealing with vampires takes muscle and diplomacy. I’m no good at the diplomacy shit, that’s why I’ve got wards who can do it — like Mignon. You’re just gonna have to rely on yourself, so you have to prove you can do it. I can put a sword in your hand and some weight behind your punch, but I can’t teach you how to deal with these people, and if you can’t figure it out yourself, you’re not gonna survive anyway.”

“Sure,” says Ricardo, a little uncertainly. He’s pretty sure he’s closer to Kel’s camp than Mignon’s when it comes to socialization. “What are courtesy levies, anyway? I saw them mentioned on a rule sheet that was left in our room, but it didn’t explain anything. It was like they expected us to already know what they are.”

“Oh, common den thing. But a much bigger deal here in Vegas than it usually is elsewhere.” Kel gestures, vaguely, in a way that seems meant to indicate the rest of the city, far outside the bounds of the hotel. “Think of it this way. Vegas is a paradise for our kind, right? Alive at night, high crime rate that we can blend into, and it’s packed to the gills with humans who came here to take a risk. It’s practically an all you can eat buffet. So why isn’t it completely overrun with vampires? Why didn’t vampires clean the place out and eat all the food decades ago?”

Ricardo furrows his brow and makes a guess. “Because… the den regulates it?”

Kel slaps the desk, leaning back in her chair. “Got it. The den has rules, and enough power to go after people who break them. And they charge a fee for visitors, the way all dens do — on the surface, as a way to thank them for their hospitality, but in practice, actually a way to make it too expensive for you to just sit on your ass leeching off their resources. They make themselves a place you can only afford to visit for a while, not a place where you feel like you can muscle in and take a piece of the pie. And they take it very seriously.” She pauses, fingers drumming against the wood for a moment. “I think the rest of the rules are pretty reasonable. No snitching, no killing each other at random in the hallways, no stealing from your hosts — none of that is out of line, in my opinion.”

“Yeah, Pascal thought it ended up working out pretty well in our favor,” Ricardo admits. “Especially the thing about not being able to talk about who you see here, or what they’re doing.”

Kel blinks at him. “Are you saying you didn’t pick Vegas because of that rule? I thought this was on purpose.”

“No, he just…” Ricardo rubs at his temple, glancing away. “He just thought it would be fun.”

“Don’t let him get his way that easily, this soon,” Kel chides him. “But anyway, the important thing is that nondisclosure rule doesn’t protect you til you’ve paid your dues, so you want this done sooner rather than later — and it’s not safe for you to just grab the first casino waitress you see and ask about it. If you have to work the entire chain up, there’s no way you won’t run across someone who decides the price the Cradle might pay for you is worth more than their loyalty to the den. You need to talk directly to someone close to Donata, skip as many steps as you can.”

“I don’t suppose you could just introduce us to ‘Donnie,’ huh,” Ricardo points out dryly.

“Fuck you. Be self-sufficient,” Kel snaps.

He groans, running a hand through his hair. “Fine. Make a damn puzzle out of it, I guess.”

“Puzzles make mice smarter or something. Mignon said something like that once. Anyway, I’ll give you a week. Any longer than that and they’ll get angry about it, plus it means you don’t have what it takes to navigate vampire society as it is and there’s no point in me training you. I’ll at least give you shorter training days for that week, so you can spend the rest of your time figuring it out.”

“Great.” Ricardo has gone back to massaging his temples. “Get an audience with the boss of the den in a week, by asking as few people as possible, or you pull the plug. Got it. Awesome. Can I get an estimate on how much this is going to cost, once I get that meeting?”
No. 933143 ID: 270774
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“Oh, I dunno,” Kel says. “I’ve been training wards here on and off for the past few decades, so Donn— so Boss Luciano and I have an arrangement. I dunno what the going rate is nowadays for strangers. But I’m gonna guess, especially for dangerous strangers like Cradle fugitives, it’s gonna be more than you could dream of affording.”

Ricardo lets out a short, frustrated exhale. “Then what do you expect us to do?”

“Figure it out. Y’know, a shifter’s only useful in combat if they’re wicked intelligent.”

“Alright. Alright.” Ricardo presses his back against the chair, trying to regain some kind of clarity and composure. “Fine. I’ll figure it out. We’ll get it done. Anything else I should know about Vegas? Like, where to feed if we need more than the one per week limit, or anything I should avoid doing. I always feel like there’s a hundred pitfalls I could stumble into because nobody’s told me anything.”

“Oh, you can feed anywhere you want, as long as you’re not disrupting the hotel,” Kel tells him. “They just want their posh little buffet left well-stocked for everybody, but outside the Silver Crown you can do whatever you like as long as you don’t cause a panic. As for anything else you should know… eh, I guess just again remembering that those rules only protect you around people who care about staying on Donata’s good side. Which is most everybody, but it’s better to be cautious.” A beat, as she drums her fingers again and thinks. “Oh, not that I think you would, but don’t go out into the desert. There’s a pack of werewolves out there.”

“Werewolves,” Ricardo echoes, tiredly. “There are werewolves.”

“Yeah, so—”

“Pascal said werewolves aren’t dangerous,” Ricardo probes.

“They aren’t. Pascal is the problem, actually, not them.” Kel sighs, gathering her hair up in both hands and tossing it over her shoulder. “He hunts those things for sport, and he’ll go nuts if he finds out there’s a pack nearby, especially since he’ll be bored with you always in training. Now, out in the middle of the damn woods in Europe where there’s hundreds of the things, fine, whatever, but here it’s more —” She flaps her hand dismissively. “It’s a delicate ecosystem, I guess. If he wipes them out the jackalopes will get the plague or something.”

“Okay, fine. I won’t let Pascal cause an ecological crisis by… slaughtering werewolves,” Ricardo promises. There is a weariness in him that refuses to abate. “Anything else? Any other supernatural creatures that shouldn’t exist, but do, and that need to be kept in balance? Lake Mead monster? Witches?”
No. 933144 ID: 270774
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Kel looks up at him sharply, eyes narrowed. “What do you know about witches?”

“Nothing. It’s a joke—”

Kel’s leaning forward, halfway risen from her chair. “You wanna learn about witches?”

“Not really,” says Ricardo, desperately.

She’s already standing up, phone in hand. “Text Pascal,” she says. “Or call him, whatever’s faster, fuck knows how long it’s taking him to get used to typing — tell him to come up to the ballroom, and to bring the gift I got him.”

“What gift? Kel—”

Kel already has her phone up to her ear. “Mignon, get the girls back into the ballroom, with Lamb suited up.” She’s grinning. “Ribeye doesn’t know about witches.”
No. 933145 ID: 7e9c89

oh no. oh no. first off: PASCAL HUNTS WEREWOLVES?? how much can we even count on him not finding out, he doesnt rly know anyone here but, like she said: hes gonna be very bored
second, THIS IS SO CONCERNING. BRACE FOR IMPACT and ig think thru whatever stories u kno personally abt witches even if they might not apply irl since we havent talked abt em yet..
No. 933146 ID: 70df1e

learn about witches

but also kel is calling mignon and apparently mignon is the one who negotiated FOR her, so maybe we can ask mignon for some tips or an in with the local vamp family? Kel said SHE wouldn't help, she didn't say anything about her wards
No. 933147 ID: ea82cb

You'll probably best start with Mignon for the diplomacy quest you're on, if she's that good at it. Kel is definitely going to limit her assistance but maybe you can get something, training at least, from her.

Plus you gotta keep an eye on Pascal too. Have some plan to make time for him when he inevitably stumbles on the werewolf situation, so that he doesn't screw up the environment.

And now for the current issue, turn into mist and flee.
No. 933148 ID: 7011e0

guess we're learning about witches!!! and OH BOY LAMB IS COMING i'm excited
No. 933150 ID: 3e7944

AHHH this so exciting. Vampires, witches, Lamb *eyes emojii*
first thought is kel sexy

second thought is about how to find a higher up, is there any kind of management office we can go to? visitor services?
No. 933156 ID: d7f01b

time to learn about witches! let's ask mignon and maybe sirloin for diplomacy tips and tricks while everyone is together, they seem like they would be able to help us the most. pascal might know a thing or two about how to get to the top, too.
No. 933157 ID: c7f906

Remind yourself again, how long has it been since you've had any control over your life?

Text Pascal: 'help i opened my big mouth and told Kel i don't know about witches, now she says bring your gift to the ballroom FYI everyone is going to be there'
No. 933158 ID: c1be4a

If the note was left in the room about visitor dues, it would be reasonable to ask the front desk folks about it - you can frame it like you already know where to go and just need the connect! Might be a good ol fashion clue.

But first go see lamb being sexi
No. 933165 ID: b463f2

Hmm. Who can we find, that's close to Donata.... something to ask Pascal about - there's a chance he knows something useful, about vampire den structures if not about this specific den. He also might have some idea of what we can do or offer that might possibly touch the large price we will likely have to pay for dues...

Definitely seems better to leave well enough alone with the weres here - I'd love to meet wolves eventually, I just feel like we have enough on our plate without chasing up more trouble, and trying to meet them without Pascal hurting them (and the ecosystem).

Also... Kel big sexy.... lov that leg hair.....

Call Pascal! I want to know what the gift is, and what Lamb being Suited Up means....
No. 933177 ID: dd83df

CONFUSING YET EXCITING!!! are witches allies???? can vampires be witches????
No. 933182 ID: 14e641

She's so excited and now im hyped to learn about witches!
Better call Pascal, texting him would take to long if he wants to reply.
Some money making ideas....we could go casino hopping. With Pascal's hypnosis and some caution we can rack up the cash. Just don't win to big to fast anywhere.
No. 933199 ID: 10c408

"You know, this is another reason why I'd like to kill Constantin. Five years being shafted on the vampire world information front is something you just don't DO to someone, even if their existence is a freaking eyesore."
No. 933238 ID: f39703

let's! hear! about! witches!
No. 933239 ID: f39703

also i hope the gift is a sexy witch costume
No. 933261 ID: 094652

Might as well ask about psychics and aliens. And weretigers. And Zombie-Vamps. And literal parasites that affect all of the above.
No. 933268 ID: b54723

Ask Kel if we can do luck spells, for uh. Just in case! Y'know.

Also ask if we can summon demons and fuck them.
No. 933271 ID: aedfd9

Aaaaaaa there's a lot to process here but let's do that later bc I'm so excited to see Ricardo get his ass kicked by some witches (maybe????)

Call Pascal like Kel told you to and ask him if he can give you a heads up for whatever's about to happen
No. 933317 ID: 262f3a

jfc im scared of witches already. Pascal said mortals haven't been a threat for centuries but now kel is ranting about witches and prepping the catholic vampire wtf.
No. 933348 ID: 10c408

I'm pretty sure that Kel is seizing the opportunity presented by Ricardo's ignorance to, well, subject him to further humility.

He is still "fresh meat" that needs to be "tenderized", after all.

anywho... Honestly, Kel's task for figuring out the dues sounds a lot like social spying. We'll probably have to do a lot of eavesdropping and listening on to the workers but it can be done.
No. 933399 ID: b2a17a

bro WITCHES?! we gotta get some good witch content goddamn i hope they're hot and nasty, also definitely call pascal, if he's in the bath or taking a nap he won't notice a text
No. 933538 ID: 270774
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It seems cut and dry, so Ricardo sighs and pulls out his phone. Pascal picks up after a few rings — Ricardo has time to wonder if he had difficulty figuring out how to answer the call.

“Hello, hello, Ricardo! How nice that the telephone tells me it is you calling, right from the beginning, so I can greet you properly! Like being properly introduced before you are escorted into a room. That’s how things should be, you know—”

“Yeah, yeah, hey, Pascal,” Ricardo cuts in, before he can prattle any further. “Kel wants you to come back down to the ballroom, said she has something to show me about… witches, I guess. She said to bring the gift she got you, whatever that means—”

“Oh, that fucking hag,” says Pascal.


“Sorry, Ricardo! Sorry, I lost my temper a little. I was hoping to be having maybe just a little time for rest, because I am still tired and irritable from traveling, but I suppose there is no resting with this woman.” Pascal sighs, and Ricardo hears rustling in the background. “So, very well. I will be there shortly! Ugh, I have nothing to wear.”

“I just bought you about three whole bags of clothes,” Ricardo points out. “Less than a week ago.”

“Nothing to wear for this!

“Yeah, about that, what is this?”

“A duel, probably,” Pascal replies, sounding beleaguered, and then with a faint goodbye he hangs up.
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By the time the phone call is over Kel is already disappearing out the office door, so Ricardo shoves his phone back in his pocket and jogs to catch up with her.

“Witches, huh,” he says, as he falls in step beside her. “So what’s — I mean, what? Is a witch here. Am I going to fight a witch.” A brief pause. “Is Lamb a—”

“Only living human women can be witches.” Kel is practically power-walking, and her legs are longer than Ricardo’s. He’s trying not to break into a jog again mostly for the sake of his own dignity. “So no, she’s not, and neither is any other vampire on earth. We can’t use magic period, seeing as we’re fucking dead.”

“Kel, I can turn into mist. Pascal can hypnotize people.”

“That’s not magic,” Kel scoffs, and then she offers no further expansion on where that particular threshold lies. “Anyway, vamps can’t be witches, but vamps and witches have a long history together all the same, at least in Europe, and then the byproducts of it spread. It centered in Europe because of Christianity — a lot to do with the concept that vampires are servants of Satan, or born of the unbaptized, all that bullshit. So way back when, witches, who often considered the pact they’d made with magic as a pact with Satan, thought we were on the same team.”

They get to the ballroom first, seeing as the office was only around the corner, and Ricardo follows her up onto the balcony as she continues speaking. “And, uh, to be honest, we didn’t do much to disavow that. It was a nice perk, right? You can’t use magic, but these broads think you’re a prince of hell or something, so they do it for you. And for free! It was good while it lasted, I’m not gonna lie.”

Ricardo leans against the railing. His head hurts about as much as it did the first time Pascal tried to catch him up on an entire alternate history in one night. “So what happened?”

“What always happens, Ribeye. Progress, time, research. Of course they ended up figuring it out — that even if they still believed in Satan, it has nothing to do with us. And some of ‘em left pretty upset that we’d been milking their services, and I can’t blame ‘em. But others kept on doing the work we needed, if we could pay what it was worth.” Kel settles next to him, cracking her knuckles against the railing. “And that’s what you’re about to see.”
No. 933540 ID: 270774
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The door to the ballroom opens again and Kel’s wards file in. Mignon in front, looking stately and calm; Sirloin, Strip, and Rack all chatting, hands moving constantly as they overlap each other; and Lamb brings up the rear, a few steps behind, in a black velvet cape that doesn’t align with the others’ casual wear. Everyone but Lamb follows the staircase up to the balcony, settling on either side of Kel and Ricardo. Lamb stays centered on the parquet floor, turning to face the door and then remaining motionless.

“Drama queen,” Strip mutters, from Ricardo’s left. Mignon laughs softly, patting her arm.

“We’re vampires, my dear. It’ll always be this way.”
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Pascal arrives before Ricardo has a chance to ask Mignon or anyone else what exactly is going to happen, which is surprising — he’d definitely expected his sire to be late. He looks a little bored as he walks in, and when he notices Lamb waiting, he looks up to the balcony, one hand on his hip.

“Hello, Mignon? Why are you not down here?” He waves one arm above his head, impatiently. “If this is about witch-blades, shall I not do it with you?”

Mignon laughs again, leaning easily against the railing. “She has one.”

Pascal’s brow pulls together immediately. “Excuse me?” Now both hands are on his hips, and he swivels on his heels to give Lamb a critical look. “Hello, Lamb! Can you be explaining to me, perhaps, why you have a—”
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No. 933543 ID: 270774
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{Burn Paradise,} says Lamb.
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Ricardo leans forward, startled, straining his already attuned hearing. It’s nearly impossible to describe what he’s just heard — it was a voice that suits Lamb, though he realizes this is the first time he’s ever heard her speak aloud. The words, though, are completely unfamiliar. It’s a language he knows he’s never heard, and now that he’s thinking of it he can’t even seem to grasp what the sounds were to try to repeat them to himself, and yet he truly did feel, in the pit of his chest, that he understood them. That he understood them better than he can express, even — that the English words “burn paradise” are the feeblest possible attempt of his consciousness to name the understanding that welled up in him. These thoughts happen in a blur, and before he can put them in order the language is spoken again, this time in a sibilant, toneless voice.

{Four.} The voice comes from beneath Lamb’s cape, the edges of which have lifted and now flutter in some unseen wind. {Four.}
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Pascal seems surprised but unimpressed by the proceedings. He’s tapping his foot. “Oh, I see, hide it under your cloak, very clever — Kel, where on earth did she get this? I think you are only giving these to your, euuuhh — is it lieutenants? Well, your important officers, and she is not!”

“I didn’t give it to her. She had it before she died,” Kel calls down. “She was a hunter.”

A moment of silence hangs between them, and then Pascal snorts. “No, she is not. I already know she is only Ricardo’s age.”

“And she was a hunter,” Kel insists.

Pascal rolls his eyes so hard that Ricardo can see it from the balcony. “Kel, there are none. Already the Cradle has wiped them out a century ago, which, by the way, nobody has ever thanked us for—”

Kel shrugs broadly, smiling. “You missed a spot.”

Pascal digests this for a moment, and whether he believes it or just gets too distracted by his next thought to care is unclear. “And you would have had my ward fight her, if he so choose!” He points accusingly up at the balcony. “When he is unarmed, not even with a normal weapon!”

Kel shrugs again. “Sometimes your enemy is armed and you aren’t.”

“He could have died! Oh, now I am angry at you.” Pascal is pacing a tight little circuit back and forth, ignoring Lamb’s relentless stare. “Oh, Kel, I am angry at you now. I don’t like you treating him so lightly.”

“Well, vent some aggression,” she suggests. “Listen, it’ll be educational.

Pascal gives her a final reproachful look, then turns his glance to Ricardo. “I don’t want you to have one of these, okay? This is just to show you, so you know about them.”
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Then, in one sharp movement, Pascal grasps the heart pendant around his neck and snaps the chain.

His other hand rises to meet it, clasping the pendant between both palms, and when he speaks, it’s the same indescribable language as before. {Bitterhearted.}

His hands draw away from each other, slowly, and from the heart of the object a hilt and a blade grow towards his palms. It’s a rapier, glittering silver, with an ornate spiraled hilt, and a few moments later it’s grown to its full length, the glass heart impaled on the blade near the guard.

{Blood for blood,} hisses the sword.
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“Sword’s talking,” says Ricardo, with a voice pulled tight as a bowstring. “That sword’s talking.”

{Neglectful wielder,} the sword continues, scornfully. {How long you’ve left me to languish. I thirst!}

“Anybody else?” Ricardo looks up and down the line pressed against the railing, fighting off an edge of weary desperation. “Anybody else bothered by the sword talking, or is that just me?”

“Well, I’m sorry, Bitterhearted,” Pascal sighs, placing a quick kiss against the flat of the blade. “I have not been having any reason to use you!”

{Speak not my name in the common tongue! How you besmirch me! To what filth you subject me!} Ricardo swears the sword is practically vibrating in Pascal’s hand. {Lazy, ungrateful creature!}

“The sword,” Ricardo says again, hoarsely.

“Yeah, they do that,” Kel says. “Some of ‘em are chattier than others. Lamb’s usually doesn’t have much to say.” She gestures down at the floor, where Pascal is giving the sword a few experimental twirls to loosen up his arm. “That, Ribeye, is a witch-blade. Forged by a witch out of the wielder’s own heartsblood, fixed on a goal the wielder chooses, and bound to an object they can carry with them. Real fuckin’ useful nowadays, since you can’t just carry a normal sword around without drawing attention.”

“Okay. Okay. Magic sword. Fine.” Ricardo rolls his neck, as if cracking it could reset his brain and make this easier to swallow. “Why do they talk.

“Hell, I don’t know. I’m not a witch. But I know they’re entities all their own, with personalities and thoughts and — well, I guess kind of free will. As much free will as you can have in that kind of state. They can choose not to be drawn, though, if you piss ‘em off too much, and they’re stronger if you’re close to them, so it’s best to be respectful.” Kel turns to look at him, smirking. “You want one? They run about one point five million USD, lately.”

“That’s about the same price as a single subsonic long-range cruise missile,” Mignon adds serenely. “A bargain, I think, for a thinking, feeling thing.”

“I—” Ricardo keeps his eyes on the ballroom floor, unsure of how to even respond to that. The sword, apparently, has good hearing.

{Wretched woman! You debase me! I am a priceless thing, forged by the dread witch Amity! I am unrivaled!}

Kel snorts. “Yeah, and adjusting for inflation, you cost me about two million dollars.”

“Kel, please don’t provoke it,” Pascal mutters.
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Lamb clears her throat, loudly, and the bickering stops. Pascal laughs airly, turning back to her.

“How rude of us! I am sorry. I would love to see your Burn Paradise.” Pascal twirls Bitterhearted again, loosely, and the blade sings in the air. “Clever, like I said, to hide your blade from your enemies, but this is only a friendly spar.”

“You are not my friend.” Lamb’s voice is about as heavily accented as Pascal’s; German, Ricardo thinks, though it’s hard to tell when her tone is obscured by a whispery rasp. “You are my work.”

Her hand fists on the front closure of her cape, and with one sharp movement of her arm she rips it open. Silver glints from the lining, and a chained stake glints in her hand, the shackle disappearing somewhere in the folds of fabric. “My most holy and necessary work.”
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Pascal whistles, low. Kel’s watching with amused interest. “A hunter, like I said,” she calls down. Then her attention is back on Ricardo. “She’s a weapons specialist, Lamb. Vampire-killing weaponry is her — what did she call it. Her special interest. She knew almost everything there was to know about witch-blades before I even found her.”

She leans over the railing again, one hand cupped around her mouth. “Remember, Lamb, he’s under my protection. That agreement we have about free kills doesn’t apply. Just have some fun.”

Lamb makes a throaty, irritable little noise in the back of her throat, and Kel chuckles. “Well, anyway. I’m sure you have plenty of questions. Pay attention to the duel, but we can chat while they fight.”
No. 933551 ID: b54723

god damn. god damn. okay. so what's that thing kel got anyway? And is turning into the things the only things witch blades can do? Or are there other things it can do? (storing spells would be cool but I mean i doubt we could cast them anyway)

And HOW does the witch get the blood out of her heart, I mean I doubt Kel knows about how but heartblood implies its directly from the heart and ghtb can someone get me im FLOATING AWAY i have SO many questions also pascal WHERE did you get that anyway???
No. 933553 ID: 10c408

"Okay, first question then. Now that you know about my smoke trick, how bad were my odds if I had picked Lamb instead of Rack?"

Let's uh, all be thankful we did NOT end up picking Lamb and having to fight an undead vampire hunter.
No. 933554 ID: 7011e0

I AM LOSING MY MIND THIS IS SO COOL ask more about the witchblades oh my GOD
No. 933555 ID: 3272af

holy fucking SHIT. ask what more they can do but watch super carefully?? and, it almost sounded like kel bought pascal’s for him?
No. 933560 ID: b1b4f3

Comment on how much it must suck for Lamb to have been turned into what she hunts. Or does she think of it as a combat advantage? A boon for the greater good?

Ask what kind of purposes witch-blades have. Is it something general like "to cut my enemies"? Do they have more power the more specific the purpose is?
No. 933564 ID: 70df1e

dude we GOTTA get one of these. oh my god. i know pascal said not but like look at it. we NEED one
No. 933567 ID: 4b5650

who is amity? i assume she's one of the witches who's willing to do what we ask for pay: could we get in contact w/her? even if we don't get a witchblade maybe we can get something else from her

also, here's another question- witches are humans, right. what makes vampires not go...and basically treat them the same way they do werewolves (as in: 'particularly tough to eat snack'?)- like vampires seem the type to try to get what they want through shows of force, what about the witches (other than, i assume, the weapons, or is it just the weapons?) makes them treat them less like that
also what was that language. was it a language. can we learn it. was it something divine. do /angels/ exist here
No. 933571 ID: e9c0df


so! are witches Born Magic or are they human women who learn it? are they immortal, like, do they need to eat? OH AND... if vampire affinities like hypnotism only work on humans, does that include witches or no?
No. 933577 ID: 14e641

Seconded, ask her qbout the fight with Rack. How sol wouod we have been if we had pucked Lamb?
Then i guess ask beyond the talking and hidung what's so great avout witch blades?
No. 933584 ID: 262f3a

"So these things seem really... menacing I guess? How are they better then any old sword or whip though?"
No. 933589 ID: 23dc9d

Ask that since Lamb used to be a hunter, did she hunt Kel down to be her ward or to kill her?
No. 933592 ID: 869963

No. 933596 ID: 9fcd43

Oh my god this just got like five thousand percent more anime I'm so happy

Why did she give one to Pascal, if they're so rare and valuable? What happens if a witch gets turned into a vampire, do they just stop being a witch? How common are these things - more specifically, how much do we need to worry about other vampires pulling them out in everyday duels?
No. 933599 ID: 3e7944

This is so fucking cool, and I can not wait until we get to play as Lamb.

I also just love how you draw ponytails, pascals hair looks so good ahhh

How do witches magic work, is it innate or learned or a bit of both?
Magic and/or vamp hunting based around Christianity only or are there other religions that play into it?
Why would she buy such an expensive gift for Pascal?
Are witches a thing we should be worried about as a threat from those searching for us?
No. 933609 ID: 465a14

Why does Lamb keep up the charade? She obviously doesn't believe anymore, or her own fancy outfit would be peeling her skin off or whatever.
No. 933612 ID: 10c408

Uh. Say what now?

Honestly, we don't know Lamb's full story. We can infer quite a bit of it, but that's not the same as knowing.

However, my assumption is that Lamb really wants to hunt vampires again but Kel won't let her and Kel hasn't offed Lamb for a plethora of reasons that are hard to nail down until we ask someone who knows.
No. 933621 ID: e3a778

She pretty clearly is badly burned by contact with crosses, though. That’s what those huge marks all over her body are.

Anyway, we should ask about:
1. The benefits of witch-blades besides conversation and looking cool
2. How common witch-blades are
3. More information on Amity
4. Why Kel bought Pascal a $2,000,000 sword (Does it have something to do with the fact that decorative wards aren’t supposed to learn combat?)
5. How do we get one???

Also, anybody have theories on the card suits?
No. 933623 ID: 094652

>That’s not magic
Screw you; plasmids, nano-augments, and neuromods have one thing in common: they're kick-ass superpowers that required extensive R&D to develop. If that's not wizard magic enough for you, go argue with a vampire quantum physicist.

>if they still believed in Satan
... I'm not sure if I should laugh or cry. Probably laugh.

>the Cradle has wiped them out a century ago
Riiight. As if ancient conspiracies weren't revivable.

In theory, she needs to tell herself she still believes to quell the vampire-hating voices in her head telling her to crucify herself while [actually this next part is just creepy].

Or maybe she just wants to look ironically hot.

Either way, pay attention to the witchblades. With a little ingenuity you could commission a witchblade meant for other means - like hacking the Cradle's tech defenses. Think about it; they'll add ward security to their computers but that's exponentially more complicated. They WILL make mistakes. Mistakes an AI can capitalize on.
No. 933635 ID: f62d1c

questions for kel:
- why would a devout vampire hunter become a vampire?
- aside from talking, what advantages does a witch blade have over a normal weapon?
- why doesn't pascal want us to have our own witch blade?
No. 933656 ID: ea82cb

What's the big, secret downside to the witchblades? And is Lamb equal opportunity vampire killer, as in she doesn't care that Ricardo didn't want to be one and is generally a good boy?
No. 933665 ID: 15ee9e

ohhh is Lamb's crucifix her witch blade thats so cool im digging the guilty catholic aes. pay close attention to the duel, but def ask about how we can get our hands on a witchblade. also why pascal wouldnt want us to have one
No. 933698 ID: 853e99

hey what the fuck. how does a vampire hunter choose to become a vampire
No. 933765 ID: eb66b1

"I thought that as one of Constantin's ornamental wards, Pascal wasn't allowed to know how to use weapons. What's with the sword, then?"
No. 933831 ID: 696454

maybe it's not so surprising that witchblades are as talkative, or not, as the blood that made them. does the fact that lamb had her weapon prior to being turned imply that witches will work readily with humans?

can witchblades only be drawn by the people from whom they were made? is there a way to estimate how many vampires currently have them?

seconding asking how witchblades provide an advantage aside from portability, since it seems you can still overpower a vampire with (checks chapter one) two very good tommy guns (with the right bullets, at least). (don't ask this but can a witchblade just be a gun. skldsnlkn)

also seconding asking about how lamb came to be a ward, since what kel said in our earlier meeting would imply that lamb had to have hunted her down and asked for it. but kel's also just said that by the time she found lamb, lamb already knew a lot.

but i'd rather we not ask up front how to get our own witchblade. first off kel's just going to laugh at us for pretending to have 1.5 million dollars to spare (we haven't even figured out how to pay our levy lmao), and there seems to be a personal price to obtaining a witchblade, besides. getting some more info/lore is tempting, and we should learn about witches since we're here, but pascal literally just asked us to Not have one of these, and he can hear us.
No. 934566 ID: 58c855

What happens if a witch gets turned? Are witchblades more responsive if wielded by the person who made them, and can other items be created thru the same process? (like, say, a witch-shield, or a witch-flamethrower, or even nonweapons like a paintbrush to produce magic paintings)
No. 934722 ID: 26262d

okay so if vampires aren't a "satan thing", why are they burned by crosses ? Lamb is burned but she has a witchblade, which is a satanic thing so uh yeah maybe we should call Bunji and ask him ih he ga one too, since he also was burned by a cross ?
No. 934782 ID: b0b724

It's a belief thing, I think. She has faith, so the crosses burn.
No. 934875 ID: deddc1

Fight fight fight fight fight!!!!!!!
No. 934939 ID: 6b66cf

>Only living human women can be witches.

hey ricardo, think your mom would want to learn how to be a witch?
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“Alright. Okay. First question.” Ricardo’s hands are tense against the railing; but this is just how things are going to be, he reasons. More and more bullshit, all of it completely outside of the bounds of reality, and his only option to adapt. “What would my chances have been, if I’d tried to fight Lamb?”

“Grim,” says Kel. She doesn’t sound remorseful.

“Would letting me die on the first try have been great training?”

“Part of training is learning to navigate your fights. If you don’t know enough to keep yourself safe, even from somebody as low level as her, then there’s not much I can do for you.”

Ricardo supposes that makes sense, not that he’s thrilled about it. It feels like everything is a test, and it’s exhausting. “Noted. And speaking of her, why would a vampire hunter become a vampire herself? You told me you only turn people who ask.”

Kel chuckles, leaning forward slightly as Pascal and Lamb begin to circle each other. “Come on. Your sire’s taught you the basics, hasn’t he?” Her eyes don’t lift from the duel, and Ricardo keeps his attention there as well. “What’s the only real danger to a vampire?”

Ricardo’s eyes narrow. “Another vampire.”
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“Like I said, the Cradle missed a spot. I’d heard rumors about a cell of traditional vampire hunters in Thuringia whose ancestors had survived the purge. If it were true, that would be good practice for the girls, and even if it weren’t, there’s plenty to learn out in those forests.”

“By the time we got there, though, another vampire had already found them — and slaughtered everyone but Lamb. By the time he got to her, he’d been weakened enough that she could take him out, and that’s what we found.”

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“He had a partner who showed up late, and I took her out, since it seemed like a waste to let her kill this little weirdo, you know? And seeing that, can you really blame Lamb for the conclusion she came to?”

“She’d just watched her whole family die just to kill one unarmed vampire, then watched me kill another in one motion. If you’re gonna try to be serious about it, there’s only one real way to go, right?”

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There’s the first sharp, ringing clash of metal on metal, and Kel drops off. It was hard to follow, but the motion Ricardo gathered was two-part: the chained stake of Burn Paradise shooting across the arena, like a scorpion’s tail, and Pascal swiftly deflecting it.

{Pascal.} Bitterhearted’s voice is deeper than Pascal’s, with a richness and a rasp that its wielder’s airy tone lacks. {That is but a fraction of her blade.}

“What, really?” Pascal adjusts his grip on the hilt, and Ricardo won’t admit to flinching when there’s another flash of gold, this time one that Pascal seems to struggle to deflect. “What do you mean?”

{Do not pester me. I know only that there is more unseen.} A pause. When Bitterhearted speaks again, it sounds — well, bitter. {And it is well-forged. Not as well as I, but—}

“There’s a benefit of witch-blades,” Kel murmurs, nodding down at the floor. “They can assess each other.”

“Huh.” Ricardo watches as a few more probing blows are exchanged. “And I guess that’s why the talking is useful.”

“If they can stay on-topic,” Mignon adds, with a touch of indulgent humor.

“But the real benefit is that a sword with a soul knows how to wield itself.” Kel tenses, and that on its own sharpens Ricardo’s focus on the fight. Pascal closes the gap and makes a vicious thrust at Lamb, one she parries with one of the daggers snatched out of her cloak lining. Her hand sizzles on the crucifix hilt. “You think he knows how to do that all on his own? No. I tried to train him for five years and he was all but hopeless. A witch-blade closes the gap between a duelist and an amateur, if it’s got a forceful enough personality.”
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The battle is close-quarters now, and Lamb seems agitated by that. A moment later there are two flashes of gold, and Pascal only manages to deflect one of them; there’s a burst of blood from his shoulder and he springs back, hissing.

{Pay attention!} Bitterhearted snaps. Blood streams down Pascal’s left arm and drips off his fingertips, quiet but audible against the glossy floor. {To not draw first blood in my first duel in decades!}

“Shut up,” says Pascal.

Ricardo watches, all his attention on the wound. He’s not worried — not after seeing Pascal rip his own arm off — but something’s off. “Kel. Why isn’t it healing? It’s not that bad of a cut, so—”

“Another benefit.” Pascal and Lamb are circling each other again. “Witch-blades have the same properties as silver, but won’t burn you, the wielder. Wounds made by silver weapons — or witch-blades — don’t regenerate. And silver can’t be manipulated by abilities like telekinesis, which is why our standard weapons even have silver hilts — so a telekinetic can’t rip your sword out of your hand using the grip.”

“Oh, there’s a tip,” Mignon points out lightly. “Anyone who’s always wearing gloves is likely armed.”

“That was a good strike, Lamb,” Pascal calls out, and those on the balcony turn back to the fight. “Kel is teaching you well.”

{It was adequate,} Bitterhearted grumbles.

“No vampire taught me to wield a blade,” Lamb snaps back. She makes another lunge, and Pascal evades her, one leg sweeping in a wide arc that Ricardo recognizes, and Lamb hits the ground hard on one elbow.

“Note that, girls,” Kel says. “Typical Bathory style. All legs. If he had Bathory duelist greaves on, now, that would’ve been nasty.”
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“Crosses still burn you,” Pascal notes, his tone conversational. He’s not going for her, waiting for Lamb to get back to her feet. “Still truly pious. You are the same age as Ricardo, yes? You died five years ago?”

Lamb doesn’t answer as she straightens up. Pascal’s mouth does something, quick and tight, barely a twitch.

“Do you know how long it took before crosses did nothing to me anymore? Seven years.”

Lamb lunges again, twice in quick succession, more wildly than before; Pascal sidesteps, and on the second attempt manages to land a solid kick against the small of her back, sending her sprawling again. “You are running out of time, I think, Lamb.”

“Pascal,” Kel says, warningly.

This time he does try to kick her when she’s down — and when he does, a gold chain wraps swiftly around his ankle. A split second later Pascal is flung across the ballroom, hitting the wall hard enough that the wall buckles. Lamb crosses the distance at a near-run.

“These will never stop burning me.” She has two daggers now, held at the ready as she skids to a stop near Pascal. “For as long as I live. I’ll always—”

{You tiresome thing.} Bitterhearted seems to jerk forward in a way that drags Pascal’s arm along for the motion, rather than being wielded. sparks flying as one of the daggers grinds against its blade and hits the handguard. {For as long as she lives, she says. She thinks herself a human yet, Pascal.}

“So she does.” There are a few complicated movements, ones Ricardo finds he can follow despite the speed — Pascal attempting to sweep Lamb’s legs out from under her as he struggles to his feet, and Lamb quickly and cautiously avoiding each lashing movement. Pascal’s teeth are bared. “But a human cannot kill a monster, can it, my heart?”

Ricardo swears the sword laughs, though that’s a noise he can’t find words to describe. {Never, my host.}
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Another flash of movement, and Ricardo can only parse what’s happened by piecing it together after the fact — one moment, Pascal and Lamb are facing each other; the next, Pascal is behind her, Bitterhearted held aloft, and her cape is impaled and gathered against the base of the blade, ripped from her shoulders.

Burn Paradise is a coffin dug into Lamb’s back, four golden chains hanging from the slanted faces. There’s a distinct clanking noise as the chains retract, stakes dangling — some kind of winch mechanism inside, hidden by dark inlaid wood.

Lamb’s voice is quiet and urgent. “Did they hit you?”

{I am unharmed.} The witch-blade’s voice is flat, devoid of affect or inflection. {Think only of the battle, Grethe.}

{“Think only of the battle, Grethe,”} Bitterhearted mocks shrilly. It drops its voice again immediately, tone nearly an audible eyeroll. {By God, I wish you would. You’ll be harmed soon enough.}

Burn Paradise scoffs, its abstract voice faintly touched by disgust. {Do not dare speak to me of God. You were forged by Amity? The silver and steel of me knows her work. That evil woman, that consort of Satan, that devil’s-harlot—}

{Were you not forged by a witch as well, you silly piece of scrap wood? An inferior one, yes, this much I can gather when we come to blows, and by how displeasing and graceless you are to behold, but you, stupid little trinket, you ugly BOX, are not—}
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“Can we bring it in? Both of you, come on, get them focused.” Kel sighs, one hand massaging the bridge of her nose. “You can barely get Burn Paradise talking on the best of days, but Pascal’s blade has always brought out the worst in people.”

“Amity. She’s been mentioned twice now,” Ricardo says. “But Burn Paradise was forged by someone else?”

“I don’t know who forged Lamb’s blade, and Lamb won’t tell me,” Kel replies. “I guess her family had their own networks, and she won’t give any of them up. It’s just as well, though. Plenty of places to buy a blade.” She gestures down towards Pascal. “Amity is one of ‘em, though she’s probably only got about one more blade in her before she croaks. One of the best, though. I’ll be sorry to see her go. She’s done what she can to extend her time, but a human is a human, and even magic doesn’t make you immortal.”

“How many witches are there? I mean, how many make witch-blades? Are they hard to find?”

“Hell, no,” Kel snorts. “One to two million a pop, you think people aren’t jumping on it? There’s probably a smith-witch in every major city, though I’d only go to ones I know, ones who are proven to be masters of the craft, so that narrows it down. A bad witch-blade is worse than no blade at all — I told you, they’re living things, and you’re bound to them forever. Now, the one who forged mine and Mignon’s blades is long dead, that was centuries ago. Amity out in Salem is one of the best known, but like I said, she’s old, and she’s expensive. Who else is active right now…? Most of the good ones in Europe are too tied up with the Cradle, I wouldn’t go to them, ‘specially not in your situation. Ah, well, there’s Bitch Eternal down in Miami—”

“There’s who,” Ricardo croaks.

“The smith-witch Bitch Eternal, in Miami,” repeats Kel.

“There is not a witch named Bitch Eternal who lives in Miami, Florida.

“I’ve heard good things about her,” Mignon cuts in. “She’s unconventional, and a little hard to get ahold of, but makes fine blades — and her prices aren’t awful, compared to the quality.”

Ricardo is not capable of unpacking that right now. “Okay. Okay. So. One point five million dollars or more, each.” He watches as Pascal and Lamb continue to trade blows, the pace and tenor of the fight more tense now than before. “Why’d you spend that on Pascal? On a — a ‘decorative’ ward, or whatever they want to call it, who isn’t even allowed to own a sword—”

“Mind your business,” Kel snarls, immediately. Mignon looks away, and Ricardo looks up.

“This is my business. Everything to do with him is my business, now. We’re stuck together.”

“Then mind the fight.” Kel crosses her arms against the railing. She won’t look at him. “Worry about how you’re going to make your own money for one, if you want one, and don’t worry about how I choose to spend my own.”
No. 935360 ID: 1fb7e6

i mean u TRULY cannot fault lamb's logic here. let's not push kel on that for now, we can't afford her getting pissed off at us and honestly? i'm not sure her reasons matter. pascal matters to us and his past is relevant but what we know is this: kel spent a lot of money getting s/t that pascal can use to keep himself safe, and that can only be a benefit. it's probably also rly personal and.. we know how pascal feels about us learning abt him from others
tangentially, not sure how i feel about getting lamb's history from kel. it's probably fine but that is an incredibly personal thing for us to know abt someone who Does Not like us. i guess all we can rly do now is keep an eye on the fight&pascal.. maybe we'll figure out how burn paradise works.
No. 935363 ID: aedfd9


I think it's pretty obvious that Kel gave Pascal a sword bc she was feeling guilty about not helping him way back when; maybe after what happened with Teddy? We can ask him later. Also: Pascal said we aren't allowed a witch blade but IT WOULD BE SO COOL. If we talk him around, maybe he could use his hypnosis powers on human gamblers while we're here to raise the money?

I don't understand the thing about gloves - why wearing them helps, or what "Bathory duelling gloves" means; If thats not something I've missed, can we ask Kel? Also we should ask the best way to defend oneself against an armed opponent.

Oh, and let's pay close attention to Lamb's weaknesses during this fight. We're probably going to face her someday and don't want to get killed.
No. 935370 ID: c7aefd

Speaking of money, can we ask Kel if theres some kind of vampire freelance network or something where we can make some quick cash? We still have to pay the thing to the Vegas den
No. 935371 ID: bb78f2

You know, I don't think a witchblade fits Ricardo at all. They're definitely cool, but clearly a delicate commitment even taking the price out of the equation.

No, no, I'm certain there's a more fitting weird thing out there for you Ricardo. Something more your style. If you get a witch blade at all, I'd rather turn your BODY into a witchblade. Or fists, or whatever. I mean, they probably don't have to be swords. You can probably make a witchglock.

Cyborg, Witchblade vampire. Fuck yeah. That's Ricardo's style. Remove your hand, replace it a witchblade fist.

Huge respect for Lamb, they have their head straight regarding vampires. Wonder what they do about feeding though. A necessary evil to purge the world of vampires? Human's aren't cattle, though many vamps choose to adopt that notion.
No. 935372 ID: b1b4f3

Okay you can just ask Pascal later.
>how 2 make money
Well we can't start saving up for a witch blade yet, we need to save up for the Vegas Fee first. As for how to make money fast, ughhh I guess we could try robbing someone? Or using mist form to sneak in somewhere where valuables are kept?
No. 935375 ID: 2b3534

Is just straight up robbing a bank for witchblade money an option? You can go incorporeal, but doing so might draw unwanted attention to the supernatural as a whole.
No. 935376 ID: f9ebcb

there’s a typo — “duelist gauntlets” should be “duelist greaves.” sorry for any confusion, guys!
No. 935389 ID: 10c408

How would we get the money out though. Hell, how would we get IN without getting caught on a camera?
No. 935393 ID: be8768

>Typical Bathory style.
do most houses have distinct styles of fighting? knowing what babenburg style is like could help us know what to expect from rex and jonquil when they catch up to us
side note this is cool as fuck
No. 935395 ID: 406aee

Okay, focus on the duel. Don't push it.

Ask what Bathory dueling gauntlets are and ask why Pascal wouldn't want us to have one. Is there a downside to these? Because it sounds almost too good to be true.

Would our weapon be able to transform or move with us?
No. 935400 ID: b463f2

wow, Lamb is super hardcore. Like, that was known, but, damn. I wonder what object Burn Paradise is tied to, when it's not in full weapon form. I'm also really interested to see the progression of her character, long term - if she does indeed keep her current faith, and lens on what vampires are.

I think we should sit down and discuss witchblades with Pascal before we decide to get one or not. They seem like they could be immensely powerful and helpful for the whole "Take on Count Bathory" quest - especially that whole "forged for a specific purpose bit - but it isn't Ricardo's style to max out power without thinking about the consequences.
No. 935408 ID: 70df1e

focus on the fight for now and wait and see what happens. ask about the duelist greaves - do duelists wear special armor made to maximize the harm they can do to their opponents? so far we've only learned about offense but there has to be defense as well
No. 935421 ID: c51771

why would we pay 1.5mil for a whiny dueling partner when we got pascal for free
No. 935441 ID: 262f3a

"So uh, is there something special about gold? It seems like a pretty terrible material to make a weapon out of all things considered, unless it does some magic-related reason too."
No. 935449 ID: 10c408

"This is probably a dumb question, but. If silver is anathema to vampires, is there a market for silver bullets then? or does that violate the vampire convention in Geneva?"
No. 935451 ID: b0b724

Bitch Eternal is the greatest being on this Earth.

As for her weapons, something like claws would suit Ricardo, something hand range. We can worry about money some other year. It's just on the table.

Also, it's so clear that Lamb isn't an enemy. The problem is convincing her of that. As long as she sees herself as human and you as a monster, I don't see it working.

As for relevant details, it definitely is your business, but if she wants to not tell you she should say that, not deflect. You're an adult you can handle a no, but denying your place in this is wrong. Anyway, ask about the greaves, some sort of bladed boots Bathorys are known to wear?

And start cheering Pascal, he could use a boost.
No. 935468 ID: 15ee9e

im still guessing that burn paradise is lamb's cross, since she's not wearing it during the fight. also bunji's cross still burns him, so pascal is probably just playing mind games with lamb for the purpose of the fight. maybe we can try to connect with her on the basis of our connection to our humanity since we're still clinging to it in a way? that way she'd be less likely to see us as a monster - we really want her on our side, and i think she would gladly take the opportunity to aid in killing one of the most powerful vampires currently alive (er... dead). im torn between wanting a witchblade for ricardo and wanting to avoid the hassle.. like others have said, it seems really high maintenance and we still dont know how theyre made, but claws of some kind would be SICK.
also the implication here is that lamb got her witchblade before becoming a vampire.. do only humans and vampires have witchblades or do we have to worry about mermaids or werewolves etc. having them too? the gloves probably arent necessary to fight with a witchblade if silver doesnt hurt you so that could be dangerous. i also agree wth asking about rex and jonquil's fighting styles.
No. 935486 ID: 094652

This is Vegas and you're a Vampire.

Gambling is an obligation. Bet Pascal 9 straight hours of bondage play (or whatever) that he will get his ass kicked.
No. 935518 ID: 44f6f3

Making bank should be easy enough. Pascal's a hypnotist, so...take that to the gambling tables and badabing kaching.
No. 935519 ID: 76584a

so, uh, how does lamb feed? since she clearly hates vampires
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a witchblade binds to you - far too early for us to get one, man. we gotta progress a bit in our training montage, man. we dont want to be just a body for a weapon.
also they're wearing gloves bc silver hilts burn no need to ask
so, focus on the fight - is there something about gold or is it just aesthetics? whats kels witchblade like?
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