New in Town

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

    Jill's Dive, a bar on the edge of main street, was always lively this time of night. The air inside was choked with the energy of the patrons as much as the fog of cigarette smoke. One corner of the bar was the exception however. The air around Micheal Bryce seemed much more still, but pregnant with anticipation, like when you're holding your breath. He sat at his table alone, nursing a double shot of his favorite whiskey, Heaven Hill Black, and waited for his contact to arrive. 

    He had received a tip that someone wanted to meet him in Celestial Springs not from his usual hunter channels, but from a private email server few knew about. That usually meant that his contact was, or was working for, a supernatural of some sort. Those types tended to be discreet, because of the amount of distrust between supernaturals and hunters. It was less likely that it was a trap, but he was ready if it came to that. All it said in the message was some kind of supernatural biker gang in town, which was new, even to him.

    He had been waiting for half an hour now, well into his third drink, but he was a patient man, and the liquor was cheap enough....

[Admin Manda]

David Michael Riggs was a man who had seen some pretty dark things in his life. He was a werewolf, born that way in fact. Being born a werewolf gave him much more control over it but when you are a supernatural creature there will always be dark things to see. However, when you're also a military brat and a veteran the dark things you see will multiply.

Even then it was the motorcycle gangs, filled with card carrying supernatural members that had caused the most problems for David. While he had been away in the military, an MC feud had trapped his father, the previous Sheriff in the middle and his father was killed in the crossfire. Once Riggs' time in the military was up, he returned home and joined the Sheriff's office in order to learn the ropes and work his way up to Sheriff so that he could take the MCs down and avenge his father.

Being a loveable guy and a quick study it wasn't long before he achieved his goal. He had been having a hard time gathering evidence on the clubs though, wrench after wrench messing up his plans. So when he heard rumors of a hunter in town he immediately reached out to him. He figured he could ask him for help, whether by gaining evidence or taking them down in more unconventional ways he figured it would be worth it.

He walked into the bar and looked around. A peculiar sort of scent in the air, not including the fog of smoke that filled the room. He was sure that it must be the hunter so he followed the scent to a man sitting alone at a table. He approached the table. "Hello there. Are you a fan of birds?" He said giving him the question that he had said as a part of a code they would use to meet up.

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

Michael sensed someone walking up toward his small table in the corner, paying attention to the signs he had been trained to look out for. Definitely a werewolf, he thought to himself, and by the look of him, local law enforcement.

Micheal didn't have a problem with werewolves; they tended to be the most well-behaved types of supernatural he encountered. But it payed to be on your guard anyway, so he lept at the ready, even when he heard the agreed greeting phrase.

"As long as they aren't right over my head," he responded, taking another long sip of his whiskey.

"Micheal Bryce. You needed my help?"

[Admin Manda]

David heard the response he was looking for and smiled having found the person he was looking for. "David Riggs." He said introducing himself. "Pardon me." He said as he joined Michael at the table.

"Yes." He said of Michael saying that he asked for him. "You see I have a bit of a pest control problem." He said quietly. A waitress approached and he ordered a beer sending her away.

"I'm the Sheriff of the small town nearby. With that comes some responsibility. Responsibilty to my town to get rid of the criminal elements that plague Celestial Springs and Eternity city." The waitress returned with his beer and ran back off to another table. "Supernatural Biker Gangs to be more specific." He said before looking to the man for his reaction.

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

"Biker gang, huh?" Michael chuckled to himself and motioned to the waitress for another drink. This was definitely a four drink conversation.
"Can't say I've come across that before. What kind of supers are we dealing with here? And what kind of solution are you looking for?"
Michael nodded in appreciation as the waitress brought him his whiskey

[David Michael Riggs]

Riggs smiled. "Yeah, not a common thing, except for around here." He said. He took a good drink of his beer as Michael asked him about what kind of supernaturals they were dealing with.

"A little bit of everything. The smaller group in Celestial Springs is called the Laughing Death MC. I'm not sure exactly how many members they have exactly but the President and Vice-President are vamps. The MC in the city here is known as the Creatures of Chaos MC. Headed by a demon. He has vamps and werewolves for sure, that one is a much bigger group." He explained. "It's all a big job I know. But if we can take the leaders down, it's only a matter of time before the groups get thrown into chaos and become ripe for the picking, or arresting in my case." He said and he took another drink of his beer.

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

"Arresting isn't really my thing. First thing's first- I gotta make sure you're okay with that. If you are," He took another swig of his drink, "the vamps won't be a big problem. I haven't met a vampire I couldn't take down. The demon may be another issue. Depends on what kind he is. Any ideas?"

[David Michael Riggs]

Riggs frowned. "Unfortunately, I expected as much." He said when Michael told him arresting was not his thing. "However, taking them down the legal way has not exactly been working out." He said. "Which is why I'm reaching out to you. " he added.

"If it's possible to arrest them I would like to do that. But if we have no other options I'll take what I can get. Anything to keep the innocents safe." He said.

Then Michael asked about the demon. "He or she is unfortunately hard to get to. I heard that it is a he. But he stays in the shadows so to be honest with you, I know nothing more than that." He said.

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

"We'll play it by ear, then. If they are redeemable, and you can imprison them, you can have 'em. As for the demon, well need information. Can't take them out until I know what he is. You got any inroads into that group?"

[David Michael Riggs]

Riggs took a drink of his beer. "Fine by me." He said as far as the arresting people if it's possible idea." He nodded. "It has taken awhile but I finally snuck someone into their ranks. I'll get in contact with them and figure out a chance for them to meet you." He said.

"I'll give you my Burner number to get a hold of me. How can I get in contact with you? Other than through the grapevine as I did before." He asked

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

Michael handed the officer a slip of paper. "This is where I'm staying. You can leave a message at the front desk. I'm gonnna go out for a bit, get a feel of the town, search for hiding spots. Let me know when you find something."
With that, he rose up and made to leave.

[David Michael Riggs]

Riggs finished off his beer and stood up. "Thank you. I'll keep in touch." He said pocketing the slip of paper and following the man out the door after a short while of waiting.

[Michael Wallace Bryce]

Michael stepped outside into the, hot night. The meeting had gone pretty much exactly how he had expected it to, with the promise of removing more of the supernatural threat plaguing his world. Those who towed the line, like the sheriff he met tonight were one thing. But a demon in charge of a group of supers? That had disaster written all over it. One way or another, he had to end it. Working with law enforcement, though, led to a whole mess of complications when it came to ending threats his way. He would have to play it by ear.