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Thursday April 23rd, 12:46 am - Dundas - Hearst

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" i was thinking," Hearst said, " we  had  a  group seemingly targeted,  and  specific  places being  torched  in hamilton. I have a question for you David. It is  a rather   serious one."  Hearst  paused  long enough  during there travel  to make sure he had  enough attention that  everyone in the group  could here  him and then continued. "Who do you  think is the spy? Who among   our  brethren from hamilton  do you think is the traitor? We all know we are walking into a trap  just as Boogie and Lobo did.   We should have all  been going at the same time  as they did  but alas  we faltered  and i do not want to falter again.  This means we must consider  all the  truths even if we do not  like to admit them. It definitely seems as if we have a traitor among us,  someone  who  is feeding information about  our capabilities and our  weaknesses. We must  accept that  at sometime we will have to deal withthat  fact.  So let us hurry   so we can  defeat these scoundrels and get  back to finding out  who  the enemy within our own circle is shall we."

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - David

David grunted.  "I may be, be, be, be, be, be a Malkavian but I'm not a paranoid.  Logically, you are correct and there is a spy.  Logically, it has to be someone who knows the Kindred of Hamilton inside and out, out, out, out, out.  Logically, it is one of the Primogen council.  Logically, it is the one who has the most to gain.  Logically it is Mark."

"I don't fucking think so,"  growled Angel, bristling at the suggestion of Ventrue treason.  "We support the Prince fully and absolutely."

"I said 'logically', Angel,"  David replied.  "Logic and human nature are mutually exclusive.  Besides, the Sabbat hate the Ventrue, which means our best suspect is a Toreador, Toreador, Toreador, Toreador."
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:46 am - Burlington - Scott, Kasper, Emily and Cera.

"Well if any of the ones you've just hit are still walking about, I'd definitely call that suspicious," Emily let out a deep breath. Truth be told, Scott had surprised Emily into fright. He had spoke so calmly before hitting the pedal to the metal. Although, she would never willingly admit something that trivial had affected her nerves.

She turned around in her seat, peering out the back window. So far the group outside had remained either on the ground or in the general vicinity of the ones Scott had just turned into speedbumps , "I suggest we give it a second and see if any of the fallen stand or if they come running after us."

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Hearst
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"now now , i merely  wished to point out the obvious as it were," Hearst  spoke, "M<ostly to make sure we  were all on the same page   and every  knew  what   was running  through  my head if not all of  our heads.  Now is not the time  to be  trying to  say the spy is one person or another. I bring it up now   as a statement of , it might be something  we try to figure out while we  are out  here. Maybe beat the information out of someone , or use   a skill of one kind or another to convince someone to tell us. Obviously not one of the little lackeys they probably won't know,  but you know when we are done making  fish food out of the little guys before we   rip the tongues out of  their leaders   maybe we could "convince" them to talk.  And if we are to speak logically  logic  states that the spy could be anyone logically   if any of us had a clue who it was  then we would have  either stopped him or used him ourselves to feed wrong information.  So  no more accusing  or  assumptions  lets   just  go find  someone  to  either voluntarily  or involuntarily  give us the information  we seek.  I intend to ask  each victim before they die by my hands if possible where our  lost  family  members are being held  captive or where their bodies are, and who the spy is. most  probably wont know the answer to either question. But by the time i get to someone who does  they will think twice about  not telling me."  Hearst finishes   with an obvious attempt at  a humoristic  attempt at an evil laughter, "muuuhahahahahahahaha" then throws in the comical  cough  at the end.

Hearst  tries to scan the reaction of each of the 3  vampires with him  attemtping  to assess their true  reaction to   what he is saying

ooc ---  even with the attempt at humor  it should be obvious to those present that Hearst is absolutely  serious abouthis intentions

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:46 am - Burlington - Scott

"No, we get out and make sure they stay down,"  Scott said, opening his door.  "I don't need an aura reader to know what a war party looks like.  These aren't Burlington Kindred, and that makes them the enemy."
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - David

"We have prisoners,"  David pointed out.  "We'll learn who the traitor is, if there is one.  It might just be a case of carefully studying the enemy before they attacked." David paused, cocking his head.  "Was it just me or did that last clap of thunder sound too close to a gun shot for comfort, comfort, comfort, comfort, comfort?"
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:46 pm - Whitehern - Fia

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"Nothing in particular. I just want to be useful," she replied. With everything that had happened and was currently going on all around her, she wasn't going to be able to rest any time soon. She was wired.

"Is there anything I can do?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Hearst

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"well if it was a gunshot  should we  not  at least investigate.  Lead on   , unless you want me to take point here   which i have  absolutely no  problem with." Hearst replied with a   look of anticipation on his face  an eagerness to begin   teh decimation of the enemy.

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Whitehern - Antigen

"It is a cliche, but they also serve, who only stand and wait,"  Antigen said. "I take it your session with Mr Crosby was not particularly productive?  Pity.  You are the only conscious survivor and the only one who got even a glimpse of our enemy.  I was hoping to add to our rogue's gallery.  We know what several of them look like, generally if not specifically.  Information is power in this battle.  Eventually we will learn enough and the tide will turn in our favour.  I have no intention of giving in.  'We have not yet begun to fight', as it were."
There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.  -George Carlin

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Burlington - Scott

Three of the eight had managed to evade the vehicle.  Two of them engaged Scott while the other looked to those who had been hit.  They had a wide range of injuries, mostly broken bones but one looked as if he'd broken his spine.  They all looked far too lively for people who had been run over and were eerily silent.
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:48 am - Dundas - David

David rounded on Hearst.  "Do you suffer from instant amnesia or are you just stupid?"  he snapped.  "Do you have any kind of skill that qualifies you as a scout, scout, scout, scout scout or do you just want to charge into the fight?  The plan doesn't change just because because, because we heard a gunshot.  In fact, it is more reason for caution, not throwing caution to the wind.  Now shut up and follow me.  We're still treating this like a trap and I'm planning on going home to bed in a few hours, not dying in Dundas."

The little Malkavian stalked off into the darkness, picking his way as easily as if he could see clearly and leaving the others to follow as best they could.

"Temper,"  said Angel, nodding towards the dwarf.  "Seems just about everybody in this city has more than just one clan in them.  I'm a capital 'v' Ventrue and small 't' toreador.  He's capital 'm' Malk and small 'b' brujah.  Let's hope he can fight like one."
There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.  -George Carlin

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Thursday April 23 12:45 am - Dundas Woods - Lobo

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Lobo opened his eyes and looked up at the Brujah standing over him.  "Fuck that hurt" he whispered.  In the same quiet tones to avoid detection he asked "Boogie how bad is our situation now?"

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Thursday April 23rd,   12:46 AM -  Tailgate Charlie's  -   Iggy

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"Well, Desdemona nothing interesting happening here."

Iggy started to make his way toward the bar's exit.

"Lets try the strip clubs on King.  And what is this about potions?  Can you read aura's or not?" 



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Thursday April 23rd, 12:43 - 12:45  - Dundas Woods  - Boogie

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Boogie quickly estimated the Sabbat numbers from the shadows and the odd buzzing in his head that's always helped him before. Have to move quick not much time Boogie pulled off his jacket putting it on the prone Lobo and pulled out the cell phone that had been given to him and dialled the first number he recognized in the phone book Angel... fuck it would have to be him as the phone began to ring boogie placed the phone on the ground the connection still open. [Lobo opened his eyes and looked up at the Brujah standing over him.  "Fuck that hurt" he whispered.  In the same quiet tones to avoid detection he asked "Boogie how bad is our situation now?"] "Too many..." The Gods have obviously decided... "I guess they either felt we were more of a threat than the hunting party or that the hunting party was too much for them to handle" assuming they've stopped talking and gotten their asses out here "Can you... a gangrel I knew back in New York could... I don't know what it’s called... get swallowed by the earth, if you can I'd do it now. And take my jacket, give it to..." Not Scott he seems like good guy but I don't think he'd like the colors... Who was the other Brujah at the meeting last night?... Iggy, yeah it seemed like this war was teaching him the lessons all true sons of Troile eventually learn... sometimes you don't turn the other cheek you kick it and that suits first and foremost are out to save their own asses and everyone else is just tools of their survival "Iggy. You better get gone, their closing in now." Boogie stood shotgun in hand, his bat at his side... quickening the blood in his veins.


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Thursday April 23 12:45 -12:46 am - Dundas Woods - Lobo

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Lobo looked up at Boogie attempting to memorize every detail of his face and what they both felt would be his last speech. 

"Boogie, Christ man it was a good run and in the short time I think you would have been a great asset to Hamilton.  I know I'll always call you brother and honour the Brujahs with the story of this battle."

Lobo put his arms through the large leather jacket and clasp his arms around it.  He looked silly with the jacket on backwards but it kept his movements more discrete. 

"Give them Hell Boogie and lets hope that Troile and Cain feel fit to honour you tonight." 

As he spoke Lobo and the jacket quickly melded into the earth around him,  until all trace of him was gone.

OCC 1 BP to meld with Earth  -  BP 13 (06) W 5 (4) HtK 7(1) H 5/5 SC 2/2

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Angel


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Angel's cell phone began vibrating in his pocket.  He waved David down before answering.  "It's Will, one of the New York transplants," he said.  "Or at least his phone."

"Go ahead," he answered, giving no details, just in case the phone had been taken and the call list was being gone through.  "Hello?"

At first he could hear nothing, then he caught the sound of muted conversation.  "I think somebody dropped their phone and it auto-dialed me,"  he said.

"Let me, me, me, me, me, me hear,"  said David.  After a moment, he looked at the Kindred around him.  "We're hearing the last moments of two very brave but stupid men,"  he said.  "If they'd had more patience, they'd still be alive in ten minutes.  Keep your ears peeled and head for the sound of gunfire.  Angel, I want your ear glued to that phone until somebody hangs it up or until we find it."  He began moving up the slope again, with a little more urgency than before.

"come on along, y'all," he said.  "We may not be in, in, in, in, in, in, in time to be the cavalry but that doesn't mean we can dawdle."

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.  -George Carlin

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Hearst


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"It seems to me    that we are in agreement we should move it  and  keep  going. I agree   david  you are the better scout and point.  BU t  we should  quicken the pace  a bit. You are assuming that  every one of our  family that has ventured into this pit of abyss that  the  sabbat  of claimed here is  dead  and finished and forever gone   from us, Aftyer  this we can deal  with this you and i  as to why you have no hope  it seems in anything.  I  retain  some  hope that  all of them  are still   alive  even if that  is  a remote chance    one in a million  odds  i will hope  for that  chance  and fight  for those odds. I have won battles    where i was given less  odds of  victory then  that  so  do  me a favor  little man and  quit trying  to depress  everyone   with you   supposed  realist attitude. Let us    us move faster to   at least  give  us  some   hope something to  fight  vogoursly  for other then revenge."  Hearst replied obviously  disgusted by the  automatic assumption   that   everything  was hopeless." I hope not  all the leaders in this hamilton   city  that  i am to call home   are this  devoid of  hope  and  devoid of  true leadership capabilities"  Hearst  was speaking   while  moving  quickly  staying up with david  and keeping an eye on  the rest opf the  group.

"hope is a better motivator then  vengeance> and untill you  prove to me  the others are dead   and beyond saving   that hope is one that i will hold onto  and use to fuel  my  actions and destruction of whatever  they throw at us."  Hearst then  out of the blue  yells at teh top of  his lungs, " COME GET SOME  YOU SABBAT SCUM!!!!.......HAMILTON  FAMILY  ..... HEARST IS  HERE    FIGHT  AND FIGHT  WELL   WE WILL MEET IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR ENEMY  AND  DESTROY  THEM  COMING AND GOING!!!!!!!!!!"   Talking normally  again " did i just affect your plans  David.  I hope soo  and i hope  the rest  heard me either   over the phone  or my voice carrying opn the wind   for  now i have given all  hamilton  hope and given the sabbat  an unknown  to deal  with."

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - David

David winced.  "Just so you know, I'm damned near deaf because of your bellowing," he said softly.  "I have my senses tuned up an notch or three, three, three.  I can track like a bloodhound, see in the dark and hear a pin drop or at least I could until that outburst."  He sighed.  "I realize you are eager for battle, Hearst and I know you want to save your friends but I would rather have the element of surprise on my side, side, side, side not on my enemy's side and I would far rather be pleasantly surprised than I would be utterly crushed and devastated.  Fortunately, given the distance involved, based on scent and the possible sound of a shotgun, you are too far from the Sabbat to have given anything away and a cell phone wouldn't broadcast your noise far enough to make a difference.  As far as, as far as, as far as, as far as giving the Sabbat an unknown to deal with-" he held up the radio "-I've already offered them five thousand dollars for whoever brings me the head of their leader.  So far, they've been silent but I know they have a radio.  They were taunting us about playing a game of 'pass the chick' with Xaioqing."  He looked at Rory, the young female Gangrel.  "Don't worry, my dear.  These vampires are all far too new to have learned the trick required to get it up while still staying dead.  Rape is the last thing Xiaoqing has to worry about."
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Hearst
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"and if  Lobo and boogie are onthe other end of that phone  they might have heard and  juts may have  another reason to fight" Hearst added  to  what david said

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 am - Dundas - Angel


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"If they're on the other end of the phone, I doubt they'd be able to hear you," Angel said.  "I don't think they're near the phone.  Somebody must have dropped it."

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.  -George Carlin

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Thursday April 23rd,   12:46 AM -  Tailgate Charlie's  -   Iggy

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"Well, Desdemona nothing interesting happening here."

Iggy started to make his way toward the bar's exit.

"Lets try the strip clubs on King.  And what is this about potions?  Can you read aura's or not?"


Thursday April 23rd,   12:46 AM -  Tailgate Charlie's  -   Des/Nat

The blond haired malkavian looked up at Iggy looking perplexed. "Potions? Potions? Uh... David didn't give me any potions and I don't have aura reading as a proficiency. My skill set allows me to move without trace and to become invisible at will. I think you would need to talk to the Tremere I was with last night or to talk to Emily both of them said they could read aura's. Maybe we can just keep an eye out for pale people. If we see any jump em and bite em and if they taste bad we know we have our bad guys. And well if you don't well least you have had a snack."



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Thursday April 23rd, 12:47 pm - Whitehern - Fia

Fia looked down at her shoes. They too, were splattered with blood.

"Waylon did the best he could with the details I could provide, but no, we don't have a clear picture," she frowned at her feet, "How is Babadora? Will she be okay?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 12:46 am.  - Vic - Whitehern

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Vic thumbed through his cell phones directory without pulling it from his pocket, having long since memorized the order of the list, ending on the number of Kevin Smith he dialed the number. " Hi Kevin, its Vic......  I'm in the area of St. Joe's, there's a blue caravan on John Street, near the Marion wing entrance, that may be part of imminent attack on the hospital, if you could contact the security team and inform them, tell them not to take any action yet just increase their readiness. It might be easier for now, as well, if you could give my number to whoever is heading security so they can call me and I can liaise directly with them"......



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OOC:  colour and make of van are fine; the location is not. 
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Thursday April 23rd, 12:48 pm - Whitehern - Antigen

"She is as well as can be expected,"  Antigen said.  "She will recover eventually.  These things take time, however.  Tell me, Fia, did your friend ever call?  The one you met at the hospital?"  The Prince was careful not to point out that Fia had gone against his specific instructions when she had allowed the Sabbat neonate to escape.  There was a slim chance that he still might call her yet and he would rather have her working with him to bring the man in, rather than have her joining him to flee in fear.
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