Private Finished Bad Case of the Mondays

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Wolfsbane Bordello
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Monday, 8:03 PM


So far, Kara had thought that she'd been a model employee. She was fit, sexy, vivacious and outgoing, perfect for her line of work. On top of that, her military background meant that she was excellent at taking orders without complaining, and no stranger to less-than-desirable tasks or odd hours. Her natural competitive nature pushed her to strive for perfection in all that she did.

Despite all that, the Valkree couldn't help but feel like she was about to lose her job.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no! This is bad!" She breathed anxiously, her thick Scandinavian accent pronounced. The private party room looked like a bomb had gone off. Tables were overturned, vases were smashed, spilled drinks stained the luscious carpet. Four incapacitated vampires lay strewn about. One had had a vase smashed over her head so hard that her skull was probably fractured. Two and three were just broken, attacked with such viciousness and precision that many of their limbs were shattered and bent at odd angles, with blood splattered about. The fourth had his chest caved in by a super-powered heel-kick to the sternum, and lay slumped against the opposite wall, with a suspiciously vampire-shaped indention in the trendy red brick just above his body.

"Sssshhh. Please, Mister Garnier! Please, stop struggling! I don't want to hurt you too!" Kara hissed, her voice wavering. She tightened her choke-hold just a bit more as the fifth well-dressed vampire tried once again to break her hold and go for her throat. He couldn't do much, as Kara also had her powerful legs wrapped around his torso, trapping his arms against his body. She sat on the floor in a corner, making sure not to turn her back on the other four in case they got back up. She was dressed in a fun little garment that was just revealing enough to not be considered formal, which was now stretched and torn beyond repair. Her heels lay scattered across the room. She hadn't wanted to wear the getup in the first place, but customer satisfaction always came first. The light mascara Kara had worn was slowly dribbling down her cheeks thanks to her tears.

Shifty, golden eyes darted about the room, and her tail lashed about frantically. Kara could feel her heart pounding still. During the fight, she'd lost herself to battle lust. The vampires had turned into squid-men wearing futuristic armor, the pounding bass from the speakers had turned into gun fire, and the room had turned into the bombed-out battlefields of Amaterasu IV. As her mind raced, Kara began blubbering silently to no one in particular.

"Didn't m-mean to... sorry... n-no choice... attacked f-first... h-had to..."

She'd been an escort for this group before! Why had they done this?! Why did they want to hurt her?!
 

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Kalitsa had been informed by a very frantic host/security guard that there was an altercation going on in one of the private rooms. Thankfully, that particular room had two cameras - one directed at the stage and the other the door area.

"What in all hells..." Kali gasped, very shocked as she watched Kara fighting off the guests she had been entertaining.

"Sergei, Andreu!!" Kali shouted as she hurried out of her office, calling on her own personal wolf guard.

"Get the fuck in Room 404... Now! Transform if necessary, but by the gods, be very careful... " here she switched to Russian as she told her men what she had seen.

Rushing to the room in question, Kali and her men stopped dead in their tracks at the sight that appeared before them when they arrived. Stunned and shocked, the madam looked around the room at the aftermath in awe.

However, what really caught her attention was the strange smell in the room. Kali's wolf sense of smell picked up on the heavy smell of blood mixed with something unnaturally and cloyingly sweet. Something she had not really smelled before though it did remind her slightly of rotting fruit.

"Sergei, call an ambulance," Kali ordered. "Andreu inform the police, and call my brother while you are at it," the werewolf said as she bossed her men about.

"You," she said without turning around but knowing there was another dancer standing at the door. "Help Kara to ... my private quarters. I'll be there in a few minutes," she said, ordering the girl to take Kara aside and to her room which was lasciviously decorated in dark leather and dark purple velvet.
 

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Kara looked up at Miss Volkov with wide eyes. It was never good to have one's superior summon you to their private quarters after screwing up this bad. This was it- she would have to seek new employment. Sacre would be pissed. Stupid, Kara! Stupid!

"Sorry, Mister Garnier." She sighed with a pitiful expression and tightened her choke hold significantly. The vampire made some feral noises and attempted to break free, but his movements began to gradually slow. Within seconds, Garnier was unconscious. Kara didn't look the least bit fazed by her action, as though it was a common occurrence. Kara stood and sniffed, wiping her face clean with a cocktail napkin, and took a deep breath. She released the breath and regained her composure. She'd just been surprised was all. She was okay. There was no war here.

After collecting her heels, Kara picked up Garnier with ease and passed him off to Sergei with a sheepish little grin. It faded quickly as the amazon followed her coworker to the Madam's room. She mentally steeled herself for the smoking she was about to receive. Kara sat in one of the leather chairs with her back straight as a board, at rapt attention.

Then, she thought, maybe once she explained how her group had gone absolutely bonkers and tried to feast on her innards, Miss Volkov would understand. Maybe, just maybe, she'd be alright.
 

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It would be a good forty-five or more before Kalitsa made her way back to her private quarters. She was seriously vexed and perplexed by what had just happened.

She had just spent the last thirty minutes talking to a few people - after sending the vampires off in an ambulance to the hospital - and nobody seemed to know exactly what had happened. Especially since Garnier and his guests were regulars at the club and they had never had problems with them until tonight.

"Here, drink this," Kali ordered as she passed Kara a crystal tumbler with a rather liberal amount of black pepper vodka that she had poured upon entering for herself and the weary-looking Amazon.

Taking a seat on the edge of the desk, Kali crossed her legs and stared at Kara impassively, considering the woman before her.

"First. I don't believe this was your fault," Kali stated calmly as she took a sip of her vodka. "Secondly, tell me ... what the fucking hell happened in there?" she demanded.
 

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"Thank you." said Kara before she slammed back a good bit of the vodka. The burn shook her fully out of her head and into the present. She felt relief, as well as the warming, happy effects of the alcohol spread through her body in a wave. She wasn't getting fired! She could actually hold a job!

Kara straightened again, resisted the urge to salute the Madam, and relayed what she'd seen.

"Mr. Garnier's party had been acting normal at the start of the evening. I gave a few dances before we separated from the main area and into a private room for drinks and socializing." the Valkree recalled. "Then, they said they needed to use the restroom, all at once. It was strange that they all wanted to go as one, but I try not to pry too much into a client's particular quirks.

"Things began going wrong once they returned. They were jerky in their movements, and their eyes were like that of a hungry predator's. They hadn't gotten out of control, so I didn't raise questions. If a party wants to do a drug, I tend to let it slide until it becomes a problem.

"Then, it became a problem. They began to get aggressive. They wanted to do more than just socialize. They began getting... how you say... 'handsy'. I can tolerate more physicality than some Earth-born, as my culture had very few taboos about the subject, but then they started getting rougher, even after I politely asked them to tone down their antics. Then Mr. Garnier's friend, Ms. Croft tried to take a bite from my throat and I... and I..."

Kara paused, her eyes glazing over in a one-thousand-yard stare. She shook her head and finished her vodka. She locked eyes with her boss.

"I grabbed a vase and clubbed her over the head with it. It was involuntary, I swear! But then the others saw her blood and began to go mad! Like a school of sharks! 'Sharks' are the correct animal, yes? It was like a... a feeding frenzy! A feeding frenzy, yes! You saw the rest. Why did they do this, Madam Vokov?! Is this normal for your 'vampires'?!" Kara asked with wide, worried eyes for the people she'd landed in the hospital, as well as the other employees whom she'd come to know and love.
 

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Kali listened attentively to Kara, her pupils narrowing in anger becoming more canine-like at the mention of the vampires attacking without warning and like sharks.

"No. Kara. No, it's not normal," she stated as she looked at her employee, her voice hard as she tried to keep her anger in check.

"This ... behaviour," Kali explained, the word distasteful to her as she tried to remain neutral and not jump to conclusions. "Is what poorly fed vampires or ones who can't control their blood lust are often known for... they become lost to their most primal urges," she elaborated as she took a drink of her vodka.

"Mister Garnier and Ms. Croft are both wealthy well-established vampires... who probably have private blood retainers," she said as she got to her feet, the wolf in her getting antsy and needing to pace. "So hunger definitely was not an issue."

"You said they left for a while. Any idea where they went?" Kali asked, thinking she'd need Rey to check the cameras later while she dealt with the police who were inspecting the room in question.
 

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"They said they were going to one of the restrooms, but I did not follow them. Madam Volkov, can vampires take drugs?" asked the catgirl. That seemed to be the only reasonable explanation after learning that what she'd witnessed tonight had been highly uncharacteristic of their species.

Mentally, the supersoldier began considering the logistics of keeping her plasma spear concealed on her person in a strip club. If more vampires went feral, she wanted to level the playing field as much as possible. Tonight's fight had been somewhat easy because of her party's lack of combat training. They were strong, but fought like children. But next time there could be more vampires, and more dangerous individuals among them. What if they attacked Sidney? Natsumi? Matt?

Unacceptable. They would die. The Valkree's mind did not allow itself to consider another possibility.
 

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Kali frowned at the question about drugs and shot Kara an uneasy look. It was also something that occurred to her, though the viciousness of the attack left her doubtful. She had never heard of a vampire getting so high that they went ballistic like this group had this evening.

"Honestly, if you had asked me that yesterday, I probably would have said, not really..." she told Kara as she stopped her pacing for a second.

"I do know that there have been accounts of vampires getting a momentary buzz if they drink from somebody who's drunk or has taken drugs recently, "she said. "But ... I have never heard or seen anything like tonight," she confessed, very perplexed and confused by tonight's event.
 

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Kara was silent for a moment before she nodded. Looking over at the wall, she checked the clock. Her shift was almost over. She needed to pick up bean sprouts on the way home.

"Will that be all, Madam Volkov?" asked the Valkree. She smiled sheepishly. "It's stir fry night."
 

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"Yes. You can leave," Kali remarked almost absentmindedly as she pulled our a ledger to check something.

"You'll need to give the police a statement first before you go," Kali informed her as she sat down at her desk.

"Also, go get yourself checked out. Make sure you were not hurt. Also, take the next two days off regardless. I don't want my girls working if they are not 100 percent," Kali explained, all business-like once again.
 
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