Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-10-04 20:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | malakai chmelyk, rurik markov |
Who: Malakai Chmelyk, Rurik Markov
What: Reuniting, feeding of the hungry, figuring out what the Hell is going on.
When/Where: Before sunrise last night, the hotel in Paris Rurik got dropped off in.
Warnings: So a vampire and a witch walk down to a bar. Which is to say, there's no telling.
Thankfully, after the slight scare of waking up in the wrong country, Malakai managed to get himself squared away, enough cash in his pocket (as always) to suit his purposes. He caught a first-class red-eye to Paris, doing a bit of searching to find the hotel in question. Of course, Kai's version of 'searching' was mostly barhopping, so it did take him until almost sunrise, to make it to the hotel. He tried to ask for his friend's room, although the desk manager seemed to be misunderstanding him.
"No, no. Rurik Markov," He slowed his speech, although it was still thickly accented, and the man insisted once again, there was no one there by that name. Muttering to himself in Russian, he stalked away, heading up the stairs to hunt the man down himself. It shouldn't be too hard- his power was unique, he could feel it in the building. It was just a question of focus, to limit it to a room.
Once he was at the door, he gave it a few harsh knocks.