10784/Catman - Pawn or Pauper

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Catman - Pawn or Pauper
Date of Scene: 15 April 2022
Location: The Public House - Hellfire Club
Synopsis: Catman becomes the latest Black Pawn
Cast of Characters: Thomas Blake, Sebastian Shaw




Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake wakes up, tastes the inside of his mouth and resolves not to do it again lightly. He opens his eyes and makes a similar vow. He opens them again slowly. Four poster bed. Lots of sleeping nude people festooned around him.

He decides THIS is one of his favorite ways to wake up. Since the break up with the demon lover, he noted he had a lot more energy for various... activities. He does a quick count. New record in fact. He sits up gingerly and looks around, sees the jumble of clothing on the floor, 18th century poser outfits, maid and footman uniforms. Well, he at least struck a blow for equality. His movement stirs a lovely blonde nearby, with the remnants of top line make up and hair do. She rubs her head and says softly, "Oh God my husband..." She looks on the verge of panic, until Thomas points out the husband at the foot of the bed, sleeping soundly. She goes back to sleep, clutching Thomas' arm.

"My good deed for the day." He looks over at a maid sleeping on his other side. She has to be a maid, to light on the makeup and hair in a damned scrunchy. He kisses her once, twice and as she wakes he asks, "Can you get me some eggs? Bacon, ham, and sausage. That's a good girl." He gives her a swat as she rises to comply with a smile.

"Oh, I assume last night counts as a gratuity? I mean it cost me plenty to learn those moves in Madripoor. Where'd I crash anyway... someone might be peeved." Small smile.

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
As Thomas begins to rouse, one of the servants steps over to him. "Once you have ... " An eye is spent looking over the current state of Thomas' dress. "...made yourself appropriate. I have been asked to escort you to Mr. Shaw. He has expressed interest in having a conversation." The servant stands there, clearly the conversation not being up for debate.

Once Thomas has been able to clean himself up to his satisfaction, he is escorted to one of the bars within the Hellfire Club. It is not well attended, given the hour, but off in the corner sits one man - Sebastian Shaw. He is dressed in Victorian finery and is currently feasting on a breakfast of poached eggs.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake walks in, wearing last nights clothes. Nothing new. The poached eggs are regarded closely. He supposes he will get that breakfast at some point. He walks over casually and turns a chair around to straddle. He's probably getting thrown out for last night. He still feels pretty good. "Morning. Is there any chance of coffee?"

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
Looking up from his eggs as Thomas approaches Sebastian regards the man quietly. "Welcome to my club, Mr. Blake. It seems that you have enjoyed my hospitality thoroughly." He gives a subtle nod and the servant who guided Thomas to the table slips away. "I hope you have found the Hellfire Club to your liking."

The servant reappears with coffee almost before Sebastian is done speaking.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake takes a sip of coffee and nods. "I will say, your staff knows how to please! I think they know a little more after.. I digress. Thank you it's a fine club. What could I do for you Mr. Shaw, that can't wait till we've eaten? Oh I put in an order... I'm sure they'll find me." He rests his chin in his hands, elbows on the chair's back He's only half joking. His sharp nose can tell the poached eggs are perfectly cooked and the Hollandaise has the right amount of lemon.

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
There is no look of amusement on Shaw's humourless face. "Let me cut straight to the point, Mr. Blake. We are aware of your prodigious talents. But you seem to lack a focus or strategy behind your actions." Shaw regards Thomas quietly for a moment. "There is another layer to the Hellfire Club. One which I am quite confident would be one you would appreciate given your ... proclivities." Shaw's eyes drift over Thomas' current state of attire. "Membership is not based around wealth, prestige, or heritage. But instead based around personal ability and willingness to dedicate to a greater cause." Shaw slices into an egg. "Do you think you have the necessary discipline to join with a group of likeminded individuals, who seek to better themselves and this world?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake shrugs. "I have given thought lately to restoring the Blake name and fortune. As for bettering the world, I need some specifics, I assume you mean for the Club members. I'll tell you straight up though, I have a problem with micro-management and I have no problem with Mutants. That seems to be a hot button topic these days."

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
A slight grin appears on Shaw's face. "We are welcoming to mutants here at the Hellfire Club. And we prefer that our Inner Circle are capable of handling their own affairs without any measure of oversight. So it seems we are in alignment."

Another slice into his eggs. "If you feel that you can be a part of something larger than yourself, and are capable of self-direction when given assignments, I think you would find a good place for yourself within our Court." He looks up at Thomas. "The only staunch requirement is loyalty to the club. We all swear it, myself included. If you believe that you can, I would be happy to offer you preliminary membership." He watches Thomas as he chews on his next bite of egg.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake is surprised by the maid from the bedroom, arriving with his order. She smiles at him, a little ruefully. He samples the plate wile considering. "I can do loyalty. I don't misuse my friends, you can ask any number of inmates about that. We can certainly give it a try. It sounds like a good fit. I like the amenities and I am seeking to network and expand my little side hustle into a proper security and courier service. I am sure you can find me useful. I'm very good at finding pe... things."

Sebastian Shaw has posed:
A smile from Shaw. "Excellent." He reaches up to dab at his chin with a napkin, his plate clean. "Enjoy your breakfast. One of your members will come afterwards and see about giving you some more details, a tour, and properly acquaint you with our rules and customs. Including the dress code."

Shaw extends his hand across the table. "Welcome to the Hellfire Club, Mr. Blake."