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Plot Summary for Chapter 2.0


Teams Alpha, Beta, and Gamma launched and began their scouting. It was a great adjustment to some of the newer Kindred to be put in groups and work as a unit. Some fared better than others. 

Team Gamma drew first blood early in the evening when they went to Dundurn Cemetery to investigate a mysterious house fire. They stumbled across two freshly made Kindred and discovered 14 new graves in the vicinity.

Some teams gelled and others fell to bickering as the night progressed each group was eventually asked to check out leads on the hospitals of Hamilton City since 911 and police reports reported unusual activity at the Health care centers.

Team Beta was dispatched to Investigate Henderson Hospital on the Hamilton Mountain brow.

Team Alpha was sent to check out McMaster Hospital on the Border of Dundas and Hamilton.

While Team Gamma was dispatched to search General Hospital in the North end.



Team Beta managed to capture 2 kindred, Kill one and let one escape. During their struggle with one extremely strong Kindred Fia Frenzied due to bloodloss and serious wounds and Diablerized the Kindred she was fighting. The group also let Chaz walk away into the night after they encountered him in the halls of the hospital. The Kindred managed to talk his way out of being Killed even after he had supped on Fia's blood.  Though they have no clue on where he lives or how to contact him he does have Fia's cell phone number.

Team Alpha had their first scuffle of the night on the Beach at the boarder of Burlington and Hamilton on Van Wagners Rd.

The encountered and managed to rescue one of their Burlington neighbors from a Sabbat War Party Member and had him promptly dropped off to the Prince of Hamilton for interrogation. The call soon came and Team Alpha was off like a shot to check out the disturbances inside McMaster Hospital. However the scene there was gruesome and disturbing as they discovered that Sabbat Made Kindred had wreaked Havoc on the Maternity and Pediatrics Unit. During their search they managed to kill 2 kindred and found another body that had been done in by the police riot squad. They continued up to   the fourth floor to discover that the shrine areas had been assaulted and found a dead Chaplin.  Iggy outraged that the Hindu temple had been destroyed found and confronted an old Native American kindred the two battled to the death and soon Iggy emerged victorious and the group headed back to the Princes Haven.

Team Gamma made their way to General Hospital where they came across some heavy opposition but efficiently hacked stabbed and shot their way out of the first two. Though the Second Kindred they came across looked more like a zombie than any Kindred they had ever seen. This corpse like Kindred had tried her hardest to drain Vic of his precious Vitae but was dispatched. Team Gamma also found Angel's hired help, a street kid named Dee, who take pictures for Angel, inside a cleaning closet.

The Group after confirmation took her back to the Prince so he could interrogate her and see how much she knew about them and the goings on in the city. Jallyn Vincent and Lobo left to report and drop off the feverish teen.

This left Vic and Vincent to patrol the hospitals unseen using their vampiric powers to prowl the wards without being seen. During that time Jeromy came across a rather burly and dangerous looking kindred that was arranging to make his escape by having someone pick him up at the gas station that is just across the road from the hospital. He made a call to Lobo only to have the Prince answer and explain he had Lobo's cell phone so he could study the photos that were taken during their fight in the graveyard. He did however dispatch his team of ghouls to help assist Jeromy and advised him to call someone else on his team for further back up.

Vic also had a rather fortunate find. He stumbled across a Punkish club going gentleman who seemed to have come out of his blood lust who seems to be having some issues over his new found state. With a quick call to his werewolf friend and to his Team Vic has lead the 30 something raver down to the garage and has stated the option Surrender or Die. With a choice like that how could he refuse? Team Beta quickly captured the last vampire and the ghoul squad took him off to Whitehern for questioning. Team Gamma quickly made their way back to the Prince to tell of what they had witnessed.

Eventually come 4am in the morning all teams had assembled down in Antigens board room to talk of their encounters.  Headed words and tensions ran high as reports came in but not before all was resolved the New comers of Hamilton led in By Seth entered to make their introductions and give their allegiance to the Prince.

New Scouting teams were formed as well. They are as follows.

Team Omega-  Babadora, Jeromy, Xiaoqing and Fia you will be covering Dundas up to McMaster Hospital.

Team Alpha-  Emily, Papillion, Hearst, Kaspar & Scott.  Scouting StoneyCreek.


Gamma Team- Athial, Calvin, Will, Lobo, and Desdemona. Covering from Westdale and the downtown core from Barton to the mountain brow until you hit Eastgate Mall.

Team Beta -  Jallyn, Angelo, Ignacio, Jareth & Rory covering the north end anything past Barton will be yours to scout and that includes Bayfront park.

 Delta Team-  covering all of Hamilton Mountain -Waylon,Vincent Tamara, Seth, Cera, and Vic.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10pm - Tisdale Apartments

Outside the apartment building the sun that had shone over Hamilton slowly slid into the horizon marking the end of the night and bringing about the start of a new night.

The vampires new to Hamilton began to stir having woken from the slumber of the dead.

On top of the living room tables in apartment 502 and 503 were boxes marked with each of their names and inside each box was a fully charged cell phone.



OCC: I expect PPL to Rp going out and grabbing something to eat before they start out for their day.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10pm - Fia's Lair - Fia

Health= 7/7 BP=12/12, WP=3/5 HUM=7/7 SC=3/3

Fia opened her eyes and stretched. I wonder what kind of adventure I'll have today. Maybe I'll get staked this time... she thought as she rolled her wolfy eyes. She rose, dressed and fed Pickle his bloody breakfast. She made another call in to work.

"Chuck, here," was the reply. "It's Fia. I'm not doing very well, Chuck." The act was oscarworthy.

"Ew... Stay home, Fia. I don't want to hear from you untill you're better, understood?" Chuck was a gruff man with a phobia of germs, but he was a kind boss, and wanted to be sure his employees were alright. "I understand, Chuck, *cough* *cough* I'll keep you posted," she hung up and left for Mel's.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:45pm - Mel's Place - Fia

Fia continued her rountine that she did everyday. She took the dog out, fed from Mel, washed, then let him back in. She didn't much feel like explaining to Mel why her eyes were the way they were and Mel didn't push, knowing how Fia was.

After she finished up there, she made her way to the Whitehern and parked much closer this time. She waited for the rest of her team to arrive while she sat on the stairs by the front entrance.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10 - 8:45 am.  -  Hamilton - Vic- Delta Squad

BP 13 (12) W 5 (4) H 7(5)

Vic rose painfully from the stone floor, straps his cilice around his thigh and puts on a robe before heading out to the wooded area in the back part of the hospital grounds something tells me Lobo would be disappointed if he saw me now to hunt his prey; stray cats, squirrels and other small wildlife.

BP 13 (13) W 5 (4) H 7(7)

Having fed and healed Vic returned to the under-levels of Century Manor to prepare for the day, stripping down and kneeling he reached for the knotted rope...

BP 13 (12) W 5 (5) H 7(6)




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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:11 -8:57 pm.  -  Lobo's Haven, Gore Park  - Lobo- Team Gamma

BP 13 (8) W 5 (4) H 7(7)

The last ray of sunlight faded away and under Isis the ground moved.  Soon Lobo was standing in the spot the cat was moments ago lying (OCC1 BP meld to earth reverse BP 13 (7) W 5 (4) H 7(7)), before the Kindred could speak a throaty hiss issued from Isis.  Warning heard Lobo strained his hearing and sight attempting to discern the cause of Isis’s unrest.


Lobo did not have to strain long as soon the forest was aloud with the snapping of branches and an odd thumping noise.  It was just enough warning that Lobo managed to dodge the old tire that came bouncing across the space he was just standing.  A second tire soon followed shortly after the first.  This one Lobo caught and carried it with him as he retraced its path.

The path ended at two men and a pick-up loaded with old tires at the end of one of the local parks service roads. The two were preparing two more tires to be tossed down the hill.   Lobo stepped out and confronted the two.

“I think this belongs to you.” Lobo heaved the tire he was carrying at one of the two – missing but getting the tire back on the truck.

“”Hey Der, a little naked man giving us shit, what you think man – you gonna stop us.”

Der looked up, “ Shit, I don’t need this. Fuck off asshole.” Der jumped down from the truck and approached.  Lobo brought the attack to him as Isis landed on the pick-up truck harrying the second.

The fight wasn’t long.  Soon both men were unconscious in the pick-up and  Lobo was feeling quick full.
A quick trip down to retrieve the tires already tossed.  Lobo called the cops on his cell phone about the illegal dumping.   (OCC BP 13 (13) W 5 (4) H 7(7))

Whistling he headed into the waterfall to wash.  A few minutes later in a small cave at the back of the falls, Lobo opened a large duffel, Phoenix Coyotes logo emblazoned on the side and pulled out a pair of black jeans (Armani), a black silk ghillie shirt (Marcel) and smart black leather Florishims.  A second Marcel Mask was chosen, also a dragon but this time in simple black.  Suited for the night, Lobo checked on the two sleeping beauties.  They were still resting.

The sound of an approaching car, lights’ flashing down the service road was all Lobo was waiting for.  He and Isis took off through the woods.  The two traveled together to the forest edge.

“Isis, gotta run, I’ll meet at Trophy Rock this morning if I can.  But you watch out for yourself if I don’t.  If its been a few days – find Sarah”  Lobo didn’t think that Isis got the full gist of his statement but her closeness to him showed some sense of his urgency.  But after all, Lobo did hope to return himself.

Lobo made the rest of the way to Gore park and the fountain alone.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10 - 8:30 am.  - Tisdale Apts - Boogie - Team Gamma

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Boogie got up and headed into the bathroom to take a shower before getting dressed and grabbing the package with his name on it then headed down to meet his brothers in the parking lot


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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:20am

Raphael had been up for ten minutes already. The sun had set once more and the vampire was patiently waiting for the newest members of the Sabbat to rise from their gaves. The night had been fruitful with 15 of the 18 inmates having accepted the embrace. The other 3 had not been so lucky and their refusal meant their deaths. However their deaths had not been in vain.

Their blood had been used to slake the hunger of the new Kindred. Although they were far from being in their peak conditions they would be safe from frenzy for the time being but they would need to eat.

Waiting was the hard part. Only those that were strong enough to dig themselves out would be considered worthy of being a part of the troupe. A cell phone interrupted his thoughts.

"Good evening Raphael." Came the cultured voice on the end of the phone. "I'm calling to report the first signs of activity on our end. How is your batch doing?"

"So far?" Raphael asked his eyes watching the earth that was in certain areas starting to stir. "I've got 5 that are looking semi lively. What about you?"

"Drake and I have 2 that are already out. And 6 more working their way out."

"Excellent. Once you have your lot be sure to pass the cup around. Let our brothers celebrate their new lives as the Sabbat. Tonight will be a busy night. They have much to learn and I fear we have stirred up the hornets nest with last nights events.   Tell Morgana I will be needing her to do a few errands tonight. It will likely be dangerous since shes going to be solo but she is the best candidate for the job."

"As you wish Raphael. Is there anything else we should be aware of?" Sam queried.

"We need new vehicles as well since we ditched the others. Once everyone is up and mobile we will divide our new members into groups. Sadly Drake will be the busiest since most of the children are his. But we can work around that. Next time I ask you to make Childre I expect a more heartfelt attempt Sam." The Lasombra leader replied darkly.

"Of course. I am sorry I just was feeling tired last night Raphael and the menu choices at the hospital were not to my tastes. I will endeavor to do better however."

"Good. We will be in touch then. I'll call to let you know where and when we will be setting up shop. I think its probably best of we have a couple safe havens set up. We don' have all that long to try and pull this off but the intel I have says its likely located downtown. And downtowns not a friendly place since that's their main feeding grounds."

"It be nice if we could get more specific information." Sam sighed.

"Oh trust me the boys in Burlington have been working on it. Now that the Hamilton Elders are down there to shake things up its only a matter of time before we get what we want. The Hamilton Childre wont know about anything so that is why I havent just rushed in and scooped them up for interrogation."

Sam nodded "I understand keep the young ignorant and they are much easier to manipulate and rule. Lord how the sheep do not see that they are being led astray and that the Sheppard are more wolf than us. And you are sure that the elders would know?"

"Undoubtedly. When we find what we are looking for we take it by force and then get the hell out of here. We don't need to tangle with the Prince of the city or his minions. If we can avoid it so much the better. But I'm just going off what I know and let us just say this. Ghoul's never lie especially when they want the drink...."



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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:11 - 9:11 pm -  Iggy's Haven / Barton Street Jail -   Team Beta - Iggy

BP 12 (7)  W 5 (3) H 7 (7)


Iggy woke with the setting sun.  He wasn’t even through feeding Steel when Dhinga was on him.  In between washing, dressing is something dark, and checking to make sure that the shipment was indeed gone from his shop Iggy managed to finish his tale about last night. Dhinga praised Iggy’s strength in resisting his frenzies but coached him that the anger was within. Dhinga furthered explained in his droning tone that Iggy must not fight his anger with anger, but that he must seek a better understanding.  In fighting Iggy had yet to accept his anger, and only in accepting it and not fighting against his nature would he learn to control it.  While he listened to Dhinga preach, Iggy fashioned gold wire and the yellow leather from his bola tie through the tines of the Trishula, which he pinned to his shirt.  “Yes, Yes, Ignacio.  That is what you must do focus on the Trishula, remember its points, will, action and wisdom” Iggy thanked the spirit for his teachings and bowed in reverence to his holiness.

“I will my teacher.  It will be my focus today, but I must leave.”  Bowing again Iggy left, scratching Steel on the head on the way by.

 Iggy hopped on this bike and headed east, the direction opposite the Barton Street Jail.  A few minutes later he was pulling into the Zeller’s parking lot of the Centre Mall.  

Entering the store Iggy made his way upstairs, heading toward the small restaurant area located at the back of the upper level.  Just as he reached the restaurant, a sharp veer to the left and Iggy stood in front of a pale yellow metal door simply labeled ‘Men’s’.  As Iggy entered he straightened his shoulders and shook his head (OCC : 1BP spent for AWE, BP 12 (6)  W 5 (3) H 7 (7)).

It was your standard public men’s room.  Across from the door were two sinks. Ten urinals across from six stall were located on the left, another 2 stalls and 3 sinks on the right.  A few men lingered at the urinals, and the two right hand stalls were occupied.  Iggy turned to the left and made his way to the last stall on the left, turning a few heads as he did.  Oops some one is going to have to polish their Oxfords.

Iggy settled himself in the stall leaned back against the wall spread his legs so as to offer a good view for anyone in the other stall through the large hole cut into the side of the partition.  Iggy waited.  It wasn’t long, soon one of the men from the urinal moved into the stall which shared the hole with Iggy’s.  A few seductive looks and nods from Iggy soon had the gentleman’s pants around his ankles.  Iggy smiled as his neighbour extended his groin through the opening.  Iggy reach through and holding the man’s buttocks firmly, pulling him toward the shared wall, Iggy leaned forward and bite into the tender flesh.  The gentlemen moaned as the ecstasy of the bite overwhelmed him.  Soon he was pushing against the wall and gripping it solidly as Iggy drank for a moment.  After a bit Iggy licked the wound closed and whispered “Thanks”.  A mumbled response was returned as Iggy’s new fiend fumbled with his pants and exited (OCC 3 BPs for feeding BP 12 (9)  W 5 (3) H 7 (7)).

The vacated stall was quickly refilled with a second customer.  This one lost no time being seduced, but merely dropped his pants and leaned backwards into the gloryhole.  So this one is into something different – no mind. Iggy once again fed, this time longer and the growing moans from his companion would soon be drawing a crowd.  Iggy finished his meal and after licking this wound closed, he stood up, wiped his mouth and offering a second ‘thank you’ he left the second gentlemen panting in his stall (OCC 4 BPs for feeding this time BP 12 (12)  W 5 (3) H 7 (7)).

As Iggy exited the washroom several more eyes followed him longingly from the washroom.  Soon Iggy was out of the store and on his way to the meet.  From the Centre Mall it would be an easy drive up Barton.  On a good day that was just ten minutes more.  Looking at his cell phone Iggy winced, ten minutes he didn’t have as it was already nine o’clock.  

No much he could do about it.  Iggy drove off on Barton Street.  Shortly, he pulled into the Price Choppers parking lot next to the jail, looking for the rest of team Beta.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10 - 8:30 pm - Double Angel Studios -   Team Beta - Angel

Blood Pool=5/11 Willpower=4/4, Health=7/7

Angel stepped out of the shower and began to dress.  The jeans were black but faded from long wear, comfortable and familiar.  The t-shirt he pulled on was old as well and the band logo on it had long broken up and separated into small indistinguishable patches of faded colour.  When he was done, he added an old battered jean jacket that had definitely seen better days.

They had all come from a rarely used section of his closet.  Angel kept only a few relics of his rowdy past.  He usually wore them when he was planning an evening out with Iggy, since designer labels went so poorly with their usual evening's activities.  He felt it was an appropriate choice and might actually buy him a little more slack from the Brujah when it came to him giving orders.

He slipped through is private passage between the studio and the bar.  With a quick phone call he summoned Tina in to quickly discuss the stock levels of the Unyon.  When they were done, Angel slipped his arms around her.  Tina giggled nervously.  She always did when Angel fed.  It was almost as if she were afraid he'd one day go too far.  He never had.  He never would.  It made Tina feel horribly naughty and allowed her to relax far more than she usually did.  On the nights Angel fed from her, Tina went home with vastly more tips.

OOC:  Two blood points take + efficient digestion = 3 points  BP= 8/11

Angel's next stop was Wendy's desk.  "Truck rental arranged?" he asked.

"Ford F-150 crew cab,  4x4 with a tonneau cover, whatever that is,"  Wendy replied.  "Enterprise on Barton just past Gage has it waiting for you.  I told them you'd be there by nine."

"You are truly a goddess,"  Angel said, kissing her wrist and grazing it with his fangs.

"That isn't what my paycheck says,"  Wendy replied, her eyes half closing.

OOC:  Two blood points take + efficient digestion = 3 points  BP= 11/11

Ten minutes later, Angel was in a cab heading to the rental agency to pick up his truck for the night.  If all went well, he'd be at the meeting point ten minutes early.



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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10 - 9 pm.  - Gore Park  - Nat- Team Gamma

Nat=BP=7/10, WP 5/5 HP 7/7

Nat had woken and checked her latest sales and auctions on ebay. After checking out packages that had been mailed to her and sliding some into packages so they could be mailed, Nat got ready for the game. She left a note up in the kitchen table since her mother was at bingo for the night instructing her to mail the packages that were left on the table in the morning.

Nat had sat down for several moments staring at the clothes in her closet. She had given it some thought about how Desdemona should act as a character. The Gothic club clothes were a no go. No Des was more sedate than that. She selected a pair of dark navy jeans and a midnight blue wool sweater. Hey if I'm going to be out all night I don't want to freeze my ass off....  Nat slid on a pair of black leather boots and tossed on her outback jacket to help ward off the cold as well help hide the rapier she had belted at her hip.

The only other thing to be done was to pick up the 'blood packets' out of the fridge. She still had 3 left over from the night before.  She slid two of them into the inner pocket of her jacket and the third bag into the right hand outter pocket.

Several more minutes were spent as Nat did her best to fill her coat up with needed items without the effect of looking over burdened with stuff. The rest of the odds and ends went  into a medicine man bag. It had been a gift from one of her former game masters that just loved how in character she could get.

Nat brushed her long blonde hair out and then swept it off her neck and shoulders she secured it in a pony tail. Tonight she would hunt, she thought to herself as she studied her reflection in the mirror. She slipped on a fair of fingerless lather driving gloves and nodded knowing if she handled her sword she would have a better grip.

She strode upstairs her gait confident and a look of calm cool seriousness on her face. She took the minivan and made her way to gore park to meet with Lobo and the others at the fountain.

The drive from Hess to their designated spot was quick. Parking was also surprisingly easy to find. Despite it being full swing at the Bingo hall Des managed to find a spot and put in 50 cents at the meter.

She headed across the road checking her watch. She still had time and would be making it to the meeting spot without having shown up late. Her boots clipped across the cold cigarette littered sidewalk as she scanned the surroundings. She saw him and approached Lobo. She gave him a mere nod as she crossed her arms and sat on the edge of the fountain. "So where are the others?" She asked calmly as she looked up at him.



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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:30 pm.  - Tisdale Apts - Boogie - Team Gamma

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Boogie strolls into the parking lot seeing Bama leaning against his ride with Art and Bear in the Dodge Ram behind "Early as always Bama" the bikers embrace and Boogie nods to the others in the truck "no troubles crossing the border I hope" Boogie then goes to the bed of the truck and opens a hidden compartment and pulls out a duffel bag and opening it begins to gear up. He takes off his leather jacket and puts on the shoulder holster for his sawed off shotgun then holsters the weapon, he then pulls out a leather trench coat also bearing the Outlaw MC colors and puts it on and slips a disposable cell phone and two boxes of shells into his pockets, one marked with a red dragon, and finally pulls out a double weight Yankee training bat "great you got everything, enjoy yourself while your in town, just try to stay downtown, and don't go over board nikki wouldn't be happy if we started a war right now" Boogie quickly goes upstairs and drops his bag in the bedroom of 502 before heading back down, finding Bama and the others had left Boogie got on his bike and holstered the bat on the bike then pulled out heading to the church on bay st.



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Wednesday April 22nd,  8:39 pm -   Team Beta - Jallyn- The train station...

Jallyn= BP12/13, WP 6/6 HP 7/7

Jallyn waited outside in the parking lot alone by herself. She was dressed in a pair of black jeans and a ribbed black sweater. A pair of hiking boots adorned her feet and she wore a  dark brown bomber style jacket. She wore no make up this night and had decided to wear her hair in a long braid. Last nights fight had taught her that it would be prudent to keep her hair out of her face.

Feeding had been quick but enjoyable her sire had let her sup from his wrist as he drank a young lady that had come over to service him.

It hadn't been a full meal for herself but it had helped replenish her supply somewhat. The night before had left her lower than she had wanted but she couldn't help but monitor the auras of everyone present at the meeting to get a feel for how things had gone.

But now Vincent and Seth were gone and she was alone in the parking lot. She had her gun tucked in the waist band of her pants and hoped with luck that it would remain hidden under her jacket and that she would not have to use it.

Until then she would wait for the others.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:28 pm.  - Tisdale Apts - Vincent & Seth - Team Delta

Vincent=BP13/13 WP 7/7 HP 7/7
Seth=BP14/14 WP 8/8  HP 7/7



Vincent pulled up out front the Tisdale apartments leaving the Jimmy to idle as he waited for Cera and Tamara to join them.

He has sitting in his lap the information that had been faxed to him. Some of it had been very helpful. He was eager to start the night and start hunting.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:10  -  9:45 pm  Waylon's Haven - Delta Force - Waylon

BP 13 (5)  W 4 (4) HP 7 (7)  HM 6 (6) SC 3 (3)

Waylon could feel the hunger gnawing as soon as he awoke.  He was still sitting in the chair from the night before, a paintbrush still balanced in his fingers.  His eyes sought out the canvas.

It's exquisite....

He needed to feed.

The colour is perfect.  It's like I stole his eyes and put them on canvas.

He needed to feed.

I must paint the others.


He needed to feed.

Reluctantly, Waylon tore himself away from the canvas.  He showered quickly and changed, grabbing his dojo bag as he did so.  He had always worn a black gi, so it would make decent camouflage for the night's adventures.  He threw in the two nightsticks and the gun he'd taken from the cop.  He doubted that he'd use it but it was better to have it and not need it then need it and not have it.

The quickest place for him to feed was likely to be the Embassy in downtown Hamilton.  It wasn't far from where he was supposed to meet Vincent and the others.  With the need for blood gnawing at his stomach like some junkie's need for a fix, Waylon slipped into the Miata.  He hoped he wasn't going to be pulled over for speeding, otherwise he'd likely take a round out of the cop.

I'm not going to make it to the Embassy.  I'm going to hit the Phoenix.  That will take the edge off and I'll top up at the Embassy.  Thank God for university pubs.  I just hope I don't get one that is already drunk.



OOC: one point each from two drunk students BP 13 (7) 

Two engineers later, Waylon was weaving slightly as he drove.  He pulled into the parking lot behind Hamilton's largest gay bar and slipped the attendant a ten dollar bill to pay for parking.

Ironic that I'm using the back door.  I wonder what they're going to think when I come out again in under half an hour?

It was almost an hour later that Waylon left the bar, the university beer diluted by enough time and blood that he wouldn't blow over .08 if he was pulled over.   He'd likely just gained a reputation for being an insatiable cock hound as well,  after heading off with three different men in next to no time at all.  The fact that they'd all come back grinning like tomcats likely wasn't going to help him much.

The things I do for my clan and my Prince....


OOC: two points each from three bar patrons BP 13 (13) 

He had only a few minutes left to make the meeting at Mohawk College.  Fortunately it wasn't far.  He pulled into the parking lot and pulled up beside Vincent's Jimmy.

"I'm not late, am I?" he asked.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:45pm - Whitehern - Babadora
Babadora =BP15/15,WP=6/6 HP7/7

Babadora sat calmly outside Whitehern waiting for Fia.

The young girl wore a Cathedral School girls outfit and her top hat. She wore a black hunter green polar fleece jacket and her teddy bear backpack was still slung over her shoulder. She grinned as Fia pulled up and the young Tremere jumped into the truck. Their next destination was Dundas Driving park.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:45 - 9:15 pm.  -  Hamilton - Vic- Delta Force

BP 13 (12) W 5 (5) H 7(6)

Vic cleaned up the blood and redressed then headed out to the main area to care for his friends "who's going to help tonight?" walking over to one of the hives he whispered "no dear i think you still need to rest from last night but if some of your hive-mates would be willing that would be great" after safely stowing his friends Vic heads to the Arnie via the sewers. "Hey charlie any of the regulars show up tonight?"


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Wednesday April 22nd, 9:35 pm.  -  Hamilton - Seth & Vincent- Delta Force

Vincent=BP13/13 WP 7/7 HP 7/7
Seth=BP14/14 WP 8/8  HP 7/7

The Jimmy pulled into the parking lot outside the Arnie and Set. " We are just waiting on Vic  and Waylon now But we have a half hour still. "

Vincent nodded. " I have some intell from Antigen about our guys. Tamara would you like to have the honors of going through everything before the group assembles?"

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Wednesday April 22nd, 7:36 - 9:00 pm  - Tisdale apartments - Team Beta - Rory
HP=7/7, BP=8/12 , WP=6/6, HUM=5/5

It was a slow morning for the young miss Collins, but especially so thanks to her being in a new bed. It took her a moment to recall the previous day and push all sleep time illusions from her freckled head.

Rory had slept restlessly as usual, but the Gangrel was used to it and knew as long she fed on something she'd be fine. Of course, she was out of her element in Hamilton. 'Where am I supposed to be hunting again...?' The ginger Kindred wondered groggily.

"Where's my pants...?"

It was a slow morning.

Eventually the Gangrel girl found her head (and her pants). She let a sleeping Cash out of the bathroom and retrieved a small bag of dog food she'd crammed into her carry-on bag, pouring it into a bowl. The German Shepherd munched away at it happily as she changed into a cleaner set of clothes.

Rory pulled on a faded green t-shirt with a big pair of cherries featured on the bust over her red-white-and-blue bra. In spite of finding her pants from yesterday, the Gangrel decided to wear a cleaner pair. The pants were tight-fitting with grey-plaid, done up with a woven hemp belt bearing a pot-leaf belt-buckle. Finally she topped it off with a pair of blue and green striped toe-socks and David Bowie underpants. Yes, Rory Collins was all set to go fight the bad guys.

After pulling her hair back into a pony tail, throwing on her jacket and shoes, and picking up the strange box that had been left for her, Rory and Cash slipped out of the house.

As she got into the elevator the freckled Gangrel let her curiosity get the better of her and finally opened the box. "A cell phone...?" she asked allowed. 'First the limo and now this...' Rory finished in thought, 'All these expensive commodities, I'll never get used to them. Although I guess I can see the use of a cell phone...'

Rory stepped out into the night air with a smile. Hunting time. A guilty pleasure of the young Kindred. Her humanity hated doing it, but the beast within her longed and lived for it. She was accepting it slowly. Very slowly for her clan.

Rory made the short trek to the down-town area, Cash helping her keep from getting lost in the new city. It didn't take long for her to find some roaming teenager.

The Gangrel pulled the unsuspecting black-clad male into a near-by alley, pinned him against the brick wall and dug her fangs into his jugular vein.


[ooc: drained 3 blood points =  4bp with Efficient Digestion
HP=7/7, BP=12/12 , WP=6/6, HUM=5/5]

"Thanks, kiddo..." Rory mumbled, keeping the frightened but blushing teen against the wall. The situation was surreal for the Kine, so he was out of it and dizzy. She wiped away the trail of crimson at her lips and left the dazed emo child to fend for himself.

Now to make it to their meeting place. The ginger checked the time on her new cell-phone. 'Gonna be late...' Rory found a cab parked in a near-by lot, gave him the location and waited to arrive at her destination.


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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:50 pm - James St Train Station -   Team Beta - Angel

Blood Pool=11/11 Willpower=4/4, Health=7/7

"Hey there, gorgeous.  Can I give you a ride?"

Angel was driving an black pick-up truck and, except for the hair, looked completely unlike he had the night before.  The truck's radio was tuned to an AM news station, which was currently spewing traffic reports.

"You might as well hop in while we wait for the others,"  he said to the Toreador.  "No sense standing out in the cold."



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Wednesday April 22nd, 9:15 pm.  -  Hamilton - Vic- Delta Force

BP 13 (12) W 5 (5) H 7(6)


"Yeah Vic three have arrived so far" Vic nodded "Can you ask one of them to come back" Vic waited then asked for sustenance from the regular and after feeding and healing headed out to the parking lot to meet the rest of the team




OCC BP 13 (12) W 5 (5) H 7(7)

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:40 pm.  - Tisdale Apts - Boogie - Team Gamma

HP=7/7, BP=10/13 , WP=5/5, HM- 5/5 SC 3/3

Boogie pulled up behind the church and headed in to speak to the homeless people from last night  putting his best face on "Hey boys. How was the day? Any news?"



OCC 1 BP spent on Awe

P=7/7, BP=9/13 , WP=5/5, HM- 5/5 SC 3/3

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:40 pm.  -corktown church - Boogie - Team Gamma

"Well we had some special forces or cops in here earlier that raided the place at around 9am. Apparently they were looking for your friends too I think. Scared the shit out of Charlie and I here." Ray replied carefully. "They dragged us out into a truck and i thought that was the end."

Ray nodded "Yeah cept one of em looked at us for a second and said to let us go cause we weren't the guys they were looking for. I don't know what these guys did but seems like half the cities gunning for em."

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:45pm - Whitehern - Fia - Team Omega

Health= 7/7 BP=12/12, WP=3/5 HUM=7/7 SC=3/3

Fia gave Babadora a weak smile, "Off we go, then." Fia didn't really feel like talking.

By the time they got to Dundas, it was 9:00. She found the park and made her way in.

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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:40 - 9:00 pm.  - Tisdale Apts - Boogie - Team Gamma

HP=7/7, BP=10/13 , WP=5/5, HM- 5/5 SC 3/3

"Okay thanks" Boogie slips them a couple of 10's "its not double but the info wasn't quite what I was looking for either, keep your ears and eyes open" Boogie then heads out on his bike heading for gore park


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Wednesday April 22nd, 8:51 pm - James St Train Station -   Team Beta - Jallyn

Jallyn= BP12/13, WP 6/6 HP 7/7

"Thank you Mr. Angelino." Jallyn replied offering the man a grateful smile that dimmed only a touch as she added. "But its not like I'll catch a cold or get sick. We are after all kindred."