Subcommittee Meeting

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Nova picked up her report sheaf. "I see nothing about major violence in here."

"Naw. He ain't violent. Not exactly: Just incredibly eff'ing irresponsible. I got to fucking watch him night and day. He's not even trying. Worse? I caught him about to take a chomp on a tourist woman over in the Quarter one night."

"I wasn't really gonna bite her..." Clovis said, doing the aww shucks routine for all it is worth.

"Like hell! Shut up mother fucker. You were totally gonna, and you know it. The only reason you didn't was I was there."

Belle addressed Becky "I told him over and over: No women. Only men or bottled. Too much chance of turning someone..."

Helen held up a hand to silence Belle, and addressed Clovis "Clovis: Tell me. What are the odds of turning a woman?"

Clovis clearly could not get a read on Helen. Her British accent seemed to be throwing off his routine. "Uhh... Let's see. Its ... like... one in... five thousand?"

"And your chances of turning a man? If you bite him?"

Clovis got a little angry "I ain't no fag. I wouldn't bite no dude. Not ever."

Helen went stiff. "That is most expressly not the question, Clovis. Please answer what I asked you." The 'please' came out as a command, not a pleasant request.

"I.. Uhh.." Clovis looked up at the ceiling "I don't recall. One in a bajillion. A lot."

Helen sat back a little, arms crossed. "A 'bajillion' is not a recognized number, but I will accept your answer. You know the difference between biting a man and a woman. You understand the consequences. Belle is responsible for teaching you. Obviously, she has been trying."

Clovis mistook what Helen said as approval "Aww, hell yeah. Belle is great. She is always trying to come over and teach me the stuff. Makes me take notes. All that shit."

Nova, a scholar of many centuries was slightly amused "I hope that did not stress you deeply. Taking notes I mean."

"Aww. No M'am. I mean, I don't think it helps me remember nothing, but if Belle wants me to, I do it."

"Only when forced to, and only when I keep insisting," Belle said with disgust. She looked at Becky, pleading "I cannot be tied to this guy. He is not who I thought he is. Not no more anyway. Whatever I thought he was, he ain't now for sure."

Belle looked down, carried on a brief internal conversation, looked up "I caught him that time. I don't know if he has or has not tried to bite others. I do know that the only damn thing he has studied is how to use pheromones to get human women into his bed. I can't be there every second. I followed every woman I know he fucked and there have been a ton of them. I checked 'em out. Made sure they were not bitten too. All that. I can't be there all the damn time. He's gonna do it. He's going decide to get a taste of one of his conquests. Sooner or later. He's got no self-control. Fucking none."

Clovis took exception to that. "Now, that ain't fair. I got control of my ... my... scent thing. I ain't spraying the room am I?"

Belle rolled her eyes "Fine. You got one thing mastered. The thing that keeps your knob wet with all the chickies in the quarter you can handle. Fucker. Literally."

Helen said lightly: "That does seem redundant." Which got a small smile from the otherwise angry Belle.

Nova picked up her reports, and started making piles "If I understood this correctly Belle, you document here that in six months he seduced ... sixty-two different women."

Belle nodded "Not counting the repeats, and the one I know he tried to bite."

Becky asked the male Vampire "So. Clovis. Do you think this is something you should be doing?"

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