Bloodlines Rp Chapter 2.1: Crimson quietus

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd, ~12:08 am. Whitehern – Delta team – Tamara
BP 11/12,   HP 7/7,   H 4/4,   SC 2/2,   WP 6/6
Wolf: +1 to physical attributes, -1 to manipulation, increased perception, bite/claw

“Sarah…” Tamara greeted her with a slight bow of her head, taking in her bloodied appearance without much concern. After all, she had seen more blood than she cared for along the years, and as long as you were wearing it –as opposed to giving it- things were not as bad. What draw the gypsy to the elder were her eyes. “It is good to see you among us. If I may have a word with you…” The gypsy had left the center of the room to go to the Gangrel Elder, not choosing either side but her own.

Her words were slow at the beginning, even if she didn’t quite wait for Sarah to acknowledge her. “I feel your grief for the fallen one…” she began, placing one hand over her heart the other on her knife in a traditional way and giving a moment of silence before continuing.

“I have pledged my knives to you. My vurma… my path” she rectified recalling that Sarah did not use the Rom, “is with yours, and I will dance with Martyia if it comes to it, but… this whole thing feels… I have to know.”

“What is it that we’re bargaining our lives for? A piece of land? Even more, two small spots on opposite ends of Hamilton? This seems too much, even for the Sabbat just for another hunting territory, so I want to know the truth before putting my life in the line for those who might have not been fully honest,” she said. Her voice was low, only for her to hear, and controlled, though her pose and eyes spoke volumes of how important the question was. She would go or stay as the Elder asked her to, but… what for?

There was another question in her mind and heart after Antigen had spoken; one much more troubling, but that one she could not tell her…. Not yet anyways.


OOC:  Martyia (the angel of death).

Sarah looked to the Gypsy woman. "These things I cannot speak of here. If you are willing to stay with me tonight we can speak of much. I can assure you its not two pieces of small and that are being fought over. If we give them that they will have all of Hamilton and we will likely be all killed. I have no stomach for wanton killing and the torture of kine. Its why I chose to live here. But I also do not enjoy fighting. Hamilton however seems to be a gem that the Sabbat wish to take. Burlington as well. Like an infected wound they spread their taint and try to expand their borders. Their idea is world domination. Its not a pleasant thought. And I am honored that you would pledge your blade the next week will be bloody to be sure. I grow tired of this fighting I just wish it would end." The woman replied quietly in a weary voice.

With the princes command to move out Sarah did just that and turned to walk out of Whitehern.

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd,  12:09 - 12:11AM -  Whitehern  inside an out

"There is only Vic and I at the moment." Spider whispered looking regretful. "The Prince has asked that I stay here and Vic will not leave the city. I don't blame him either. If you want a reader take a One of the Kooks or one of the Artists."

"One of the Whats?" David asked his voice going soft.

"One of your own." Spider corrected hiding the annoyance in his voice. The little man had a temper about several things in life. Being told his clan was crazy and his height were 'problems' as were his verbal tics.

Donna sighed "For fucks sakes people. Enough arguing. Spider David you got on fair enough in Burlington. You come home where you ain't getting a chance to kill some Puto's and you are at each others throats. Enough lets go people. Milling about it is bullshit. Two aura readers step forward now. I don't give a shit what clan you are in. But someone has to go to Dundas to help out. The rest of you that are going to stay back you heard the prince. We spread out and keep an eye on the down town core to make sure there will be no attack on any of the bars and establishments or Whithern."

David explained that he was looking for sneaks.

Donna shrugged "You work with what you have Chico. We are wasting time." From down stairs the screaming continued as Donna explained now was the time for action for both teams and for them to get moving. She made her way to the front door and into the night where she found the Gangrel leader. "Hey you gonna live?" Donna asked.

Sarah shrugged. "If I survive all this I am going to contemplate several things in my life Donna.

Donna laughed it was a rich throaty laugh. With her one good arm she pulled out her pack of smokes and slid one between her lips and put her pack back. It was bent and squished flat but the Brujah didn't care she lit it anyhow.  "I know you are frustrated but they are shitting in our backyard.  We clear out the trash and life can go on as if it were normal."

Sarah let out a grunt and nodded.

Donna watched as the other kindred began to leave Whiteherrn to head for Dudas. Above them was a loud rumble of thunder that seemed to reflect the ominous mood that both the women were feeling. Rain began to fall down upon them as a bolt of lightning cut through the sky.

The leader of the Brujah sighed turning her face heavenwards as the cold rain fell upon her face and got her cigarette wet. Looking pissed off she took a few drags and flicked the cigarette into the flowerbed. She looked to the people that were going to stay and defend the city. "We need people to watch over the core, main areas of concern I think would be the Go Station, St. Joes Hospital, and mainly the clubs downtown as well as Whitehern. Maybe the Police station but they at least have weapons so I'm not as worrid about them as the normal mortals. Pick your places to watch and keep in contact. If you see anything out of the ordinary call in immediately. If there are other spots you want to check or think might be good targets where the Sabbat could cause alot of damage and further weaken the masquerade I'm all up for suggestions people."

[Numenya]

Thursday April 23rd, ~12:12 am. Whitehern – Delta team – Tamara
BP 11/12,   HP 7/7,   H 4/4,   SC 2/2,   WP 6/6


Tamara shook her head, obviously not totally satisfied with the Gangrel leader’s response, but accepting nevertheless that she was not going to get more answers at that time. Sarah seemed very tired but both physically and mentally… like a bit defeated, but Tam felt she would do what was needed when the time came, –and after all, she had said they could speak later-. The gypsy would wait for now and yes, stay by her side.

She followed silently as Sarah moved out and stayed a bit back as the two elders spoke. She watched as some of the kindred began to move out and remained under the thunder and rain. “Where are we going,” she finally asked the Gangrel. “And who else are we taking?”
 

[original icefire]

Thursday April 23rd, ~12:12 am. Whitehern - Hearst
BP 13/13,   HP 7/7,  WP 5/5

Hearst upon finding Angel's truck  look around to see  who was coming  and who was still  wasting time talking. Thinking to him self  about the lack of solidairty  among these people in this town.  Talking out loud but not specifically  to anyone more to himself  , " why does everyone insist on wasting time  we have one of our  own that may still be  in the process of being tortured by our enemies and we sit here squabbling  like babies when we should be banning  together and  attempting to   rescue,  or  at least  exact  some   justice of our own and  protect this  city we all call home"

 

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd, ~12:12 am. Whitehern – Delta team – Sarah

"Normally I would take my Gangrels but Lobo being the irresponsible and headstrong pup that he is has slunk off somewhere. Fia is unavailable as well. Xiaoquing is being held hostage or dead. I think our best chance for survival would to bet would be to take an aura reader and possibly a Nosferatu. As for where we will be watching and protecting. I vote for watching the Hospital." Sarah replied.

Donna who was standing near by nodded. "Fine you and your own take the hospital. Take the Nosferatu that is staying behind and the aura reader you can take with you can be the Tremere... Athial.

Sarah nodded and looked around for the two potential candidates for her group. Athail was easy enough to find and Vic was a bit more difficult to find. Sarah approached the Nosferatu. "I will need your ability to move about undetected. Come with us to protect St. Joe's Vic."

[LadyJallyn]

Wednesday April 23rd 12:37 PM.  - Bruce Trail Dundas-

The pair of Kindred continued down the path in the darkness with the now icy cold rain falling only Lobo's glowing red eyes penetrated the darkness.

It was by chance that his eyes swept over the side of the embankment and he noted the upturned leaves and pattern that looked as if people had either climbed up or slid down the embankment.

[pyro71976]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:18 am.  - Vic - Whitehern

BP 11 (13) W 5 (5) H 7(7) HM 6 (6) SC 3 (3)

Vic looked around wishing he could refuse and remain at whitehern, to gather more information, but to do so would result in questions the Order would rather not be asked. "Yes Sarah"

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd 12:37 aM.  - Bruce Trail Dundas- Lobo-

BP 13 (11) W 5 (4) HtK 7(7) H 5/5 SC 2/2

Seeing the signs of passage, Lobo stopped.  With a gesture and a nod he brought Will's attention to the newly made trail.

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd, ~12:12 am. Whitehern – Delta team – Sarah & Donna

I thank you for your co operation. You have my appreciation in these matters." Sarah replied.

Donna looked around trying to find a group what would work for her. Sadly her Brujahs were on the short list. "Iggy who would you take with you if you had to take 2 people?" She asked as she spotted the young Brujah. "We have all these New Yorkers here but which would you think if any are worth taking with us?"

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:13 AM -  Whitehern  -   Iggy

BP 12 (11)  W 5 (3) HtK 7 (7) H 5/5 SC 2/2

Iggy looked to Donna.  "Myself, I would take a tracker who can fight,  that would be Waylon.  I would also like another fighter who can be unseen are Desdemona or Calvin available?"

 

[Hurricanus]

Co-Post by Lobo and Boogie

Thursday April 23rd 12:38  aM.  - Bruce Trail Dundas- Lobo-Boogie

BP 13 (11) W 5 (4) HtK 7(7) H 5/5 SC 2/2 LOBO

BP 10/13 Hpts 7/7 WP 5/5 SC 3/3 H 5/5  BOOGIE

Boogie approached the indicated area looking around a bit before he stopped and bent to retie his boots with a quick nod to the woods.

Lobo waited for the signal from Will that he was ready.  Lobo quietly started his way a few feet up the slope.  (Stealth  3  Dex 4) Hoping his skill worked as he was already committed, Lobo travelled to a point of vantage while staying in range of Will's sight below.

Boogie cursed as he rose from his crouch shaking the spider from his hand "fucking forests, there better be some blood by the end of this"

whistling in the dark Will?

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:14 AM -  Whitehern  -   Des & Donna

"I didn't see Waylon at the meeting but if you want to call the Toreador do so. I can find this Desdemona. She shouldn't be too hard to find.

It took a moment or two of talking to Des to convince her. Apparently she had been so moved by the speech that she had wanted to go to Dundas. Donna had nixed the idea by using her vampiric ability rather than her fists for a change and has used her presence on the young Malkavian explaining that she would be of more use to them than the people in Dundas.

Des nodded. "You have me then. Sorry David I changed my mind I'm going this these guys." She replied cheerfully as she jabbed her finger in Donna and Iggy's direction.

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:13 AM -  Whitehern  -   Iggy

BP 12 (11)  W 5 (3) HtK 7 (7) H 5/5 SC 2/2

Iggy groaned with the thought of calling Waylon - this not having a phone was becaming a pain.   

"Excuse me, Vic I know your not home, but could I use your phone? I won't be a bother but I am in a bit of a hurry."

[pyro71976]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:13 am.  - Vic - Whitehern

BP 11 (13) W 5 (5) H 7(7) HM 6 (6) SC 3 (3)

Vic was caught a little off guard at the question, a look of suspicion quickly crossing his eyes before he decided that nothing untoward could be gleaned from the phone as he hadn't used it since being woken. " No problem" pulling the phone from his robe and handing it over "your going to have to be quick though I don't know how soon I'll be leaving"

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:14 AM -  Whitehern  -   Iggy

BP 12 (11)  W 5 (3) HtK 7 (7) H 5/5 SC 2/2

"Thanks Vic, this shouldn't take long."

Finding Waylon's number in the contact list was easy.  Iggy hit call.  Iggy listened to the rings as he waited to invite Waylon to join in the hunt of the city core.

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd 12:38  AM.  - Bruce Trail Dundas- Lobo-Boogie

Beneath the path it was dark. In fact too dark for Will to see much. The cold rain that was now falling did little to improve the situation and in the darkness the area was as  silent as a grave.

A flash of lightning illuminated the darkness long enough for Will to make out something sitting on a stick that had been jammed into the ground. It looked round and circular making it look like some sort of oddly large shaped lollipop. The light had been only enough to make out the location but not to give enough detail to properly identify anything else.

[LadyJallyn]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:14 AM - The Sabbat

Outside on Beach road the 3 bedroom house that belonged to one of Hamiltons redident kindred was pouring out smoke.

Morgana limped to her parked vehicle on the side street. The dog had been the worst of it. It had savagely bitten her leg but two good strong kicks to the mutt has sent it tumbling down the basement stairs where she had left it to die.

She had one more house to hit before Vopac she reminded herself. Her two lackeys had been helpful and she was delighted to find out that one of them had been in prision for arson so the job had gone fairly smoothly.

Already the main floor of the house was bathed in flames. The smoke detectors had been disabled and with it being as late as it was it would take several minutes  if not longer before the house was noticed as being a flame.

Morgana limped in the vehicle and closed the door taking a moment to focus on her bloody leg and healed the wound.  "Next stop boys is a house just beside Vopac we can burn down yet another Haven and then the real fun can begin. God I do love it when we have a squaler that will tell us all the choice places to hit. It really does make our job that much easier."

[pyro71976]

Wednesday April 23rd, 12:38 am.  - Bruce Trail  - Boogie

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

Boogie's hand tightened around the baseball bat at the shadow, which he was assuming was Jeromy's head, anticipating the coming shit-kicking, looked towards Lobo's glowing eyes to see if he too had noticed the grizzly gravestone

[Maxx]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:14 am - Whitehern - Angel

Angel slid into the driver's seat of the pick-up truck.  "You stay with me," he said to Hearst.  "If you fight like you talk, then you'll go down swinging if it gets that far.  As a Ventrue, I will support you as required by the Clan we both belong in.  As a person, I'm going to tell you know that if you get me killed I'm going to do everything in my power to haunt your ass until the end of time.  I'm not sure what kind of a war leader David is but I want to come back from this little venture.  How about you?"

He didn't wait for an answer, assuming that Hearst also wanted to return.  He looked in the mirror as more Kindred piled into the back of the pick-up.  "Let's get this show in the road."

[Maxx]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:14 am - Whitehern - David (with permission)

David looked at his assembled team.  "I want a Toreador in Angel's truck and a Malkavian if there are any others going.  Are there any others going?  Donna!  Next time you steal one of mine, let me know.  We can't all stack the deck here and I'm the one that needs the aces."

"Says you,"  Donna replied.  "You ain't missing an arm, Chico."

"Which means you have fewer places to hide the cards,"  David replied.  "Any one who is coming with me, there is a black pick-up and a green Neon outside.  Let's haul ass, people.  We're long overdue for this little party.  Party.  Party.  Party.  Fuck!" 

The little Malkavian clan leader spun on his heels and stormed out of the building, a black cloud over his head as he headed towards his car.  Sweet thundering Jesus, what a hell of a night for chasing ghosts on the Bruce....

[Maxx]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:14 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon

Waylon looked at his cell phone.  Why would Vic be calling me?  "Can you give me a second, Dee?" he asked before answering the phone.

"Sure.  I could use a break."

"Thanks.  Hello Vic.  To what do I owe the honour of this call?"

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd,   12:15 AM -  Whitehern  -   Iggy

BP 12 (11)  W 5 (3) HtK 7 (7) H 5/5 SC 2/2

"Hey Waylon, its Iggy actually.  My phone is out of service so I am borrowing Vic's.  I was asked to form up a patrolling party for the city.  I sure could use your skills both as a tracker and  a fighter, if your available."

[LadyJallyn]

Wednesday April 23rd, 12:38 am.  - Bruce Trail  - Sabbat- Doug & Jay

It had been like Drake had said it woudl be. They came like ants to a bowl of sugar water back to the scene of the crime. He had to only smile as the lightning flashed and he saw Boogie down near the pole with the ugly dudes head on it. He wondered if the guy had spotted the note that jutted out of the mouth yet.

Still Boogie wasn't his target. The red glow was. Taking measure he lifted the shot gun up and squeezed back on the trigger. The sound was explosive and shook the heavens. There was a momentary flash as the gun went off and Lobo suddenly felt the impact as he was thrown back.

Jay heard the gun go off and aimed down the bank at the large one that stood near the head post.  All they had to do was get a couple shots off and then run like fuck. If he had been alive his heart would be racing.  This was better than stealing cars or raping women. This was being a true predator and something that he would be enjoying for a very very Long time...

He pulled back on the trigger and shot at the biker. The Shot connected and he watched as Boogie took the shot to the chest as another clap of thunder followed by lightning lit up the sky.  The force of the gun shot was powerful enough to half spin the large man around.

OCC: Boogie take -5 health
        Lobo take -4

You guys are so shit lucky I rolled like shit...

[Hurricanus]

Thursday April 23rd 12:38  AM.  - Bruce Trail Dundas- Lobo-

BP 13 (11) W 5 (4) HtK 7(3) H 5/5 SC 2/2

Lobo recoiled from the shotgun blast. 

"Fuck that hurt."

Lobo raced into the direction of the blast marking a target as best he could with his heightened vision, closing on his prey.   

[original icefire]

Thursday April 23rd, 12:14 am - Whitehern - Hearst

bp 13/13 wp 5/5 hp 7/7

"I too wish  to come back  from this  challenge. I will fight   with you  against all our  foes and they shall  all  fall at   our feet  like the dirt   they came from," Hearts replied with earnest, with a small chuckle he continues," Fight like I talk, now that is funny    fighting is my forte   not talking ,  talking  just passes the  time  untill the next fight. Everything is a fight of  one kind or another my  friend  and brother.  With you r support    we will  slice through these sabbatt scum as  if  they were  butter nd us a warm  blade.  Hmm i seem to have a  couple of warm blades with me, how fortunate. Now  as to what happens if you   die my  brother, if the unlikely event that happens it willprobably mean  that i am  already fallen,  and if i am not fallen   then  i will  avenge  your demise with  every drop of blood i carry in me untill there is none left before us and  i have made them pay  or  i am also fallen.  As for david i do not know him    or most eher as much  as i would like and i plan on coming back to get to know  all of you   better.  Now  i agree  let's get this challenege underway  and  bring our prince back some sabbatt heads"