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Thursday April 23rd, 1:30 a.m.  - -  Angel  - -  Returning from Dundas
 
Even Dundas had been plunged into darkness by the explosion but Angel wasn't going to let the lack of light slow him down.  The truck bounced around a turn, clipping the curb as he avoided a cabbie who had stopped in the centre of an intersection to gape at the glowing from the flames that seemed to take up a quarter of the horizon. 

I wonder if everyone is alright?  Given the size of that blast, half the city will be in ruins.  I wonder if it was us or them that did it.

"Whitehern?" he asked David. 

The Malkavian nodded.  "If anyone survived, they'll likely assemble, assemble, assemble there."

"Whitehern it is," Angel responded.  He pulled onto the wrong side of the road to avoid an accident that had been obviously caused by two people paying more attention to the explosion than to their driving.  It wasn't like either of them were going to be getting as ticket.  The cops had far more on their hands than fender benders.


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:Thursday April 23rd, 1:45 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon

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

Waylon was panting, not out of necessity but out of habit.  He was still young enough to remember what exertion felt like.  The Tzmisce had proven to be a far deadlier enemy than he'd expected.  Bone blades, formed from her arms and sharp as  sabres, had left their mark on his body.  His shirt was bloody tatters.  He was fairly certain that somewhere along one of the halls there was a piece of her hand embedded in the wood panel.  He'd steered one of her thrusts into the wall then broken off the trapped tip.  It hadn't even made her wince.

He'd lost track of her when one of Antigen's guards and three Sabbat ghouls had burst into the hall.  He'd joined that fight and she had vanished into the darkness.  He wasn't sure when he'd figured out that this wasn't just a random attack.  There were too many of them.  They'd come in force, likely trying to cut the head off the Camarilla's defense by killing the Prince and as many of his council as might be caught in the raid.  Most of the council was absent but there were a few here.  Waylon wasn't sure how many but he was certain of one.

"Helen!"  He was barely able to make out her shape in the darkness, it was so uncharacteristically disheveled. 

"Be still!"  the Toreador guild leader hissed.  "Are you injured?"

"Not badly but I'm beginning to feel the hunger rising,"  Waylon answered.  "You?"

"I'll survive,"  Helen replied.  "Do you know what's going on?"

"I lost count of the number of ghouls I've beaten down,"  Waylon said.  "I was fighting the Tzmisce for a while.  Not something I'm in a hurry to repeat.  I'm only guessing but I think they're here for the Prince."

"You haven't damaged your hands, have you?"

Waylon couldn't help but smile.  Even under these circumstances, Helen had her priorities.  "Not even so much as a bruised knuckle.  That's the advantage of stick fighting.  You hit people with sticks, not your hands."

"We need to get out of here.  Now."

Waylon nodded, then realized Helen couldn't see in the absolute darkness either.  "I agree.  But there's somebody I need to get first.  Angel would kill me if I lost his photographer."






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Thursday April 23rd, 1:16am - Outside GO Station - Nat


Nat had no luck getting hold of her clan leader. The cell phone was just a useless scrap of metal and plstic with the explosion having taken out the reception in the area.  She swore loudly. "Okay Fia you win. I can't call him to ask what to do next but i cant see you in the dark where are you?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:45 am  - Whitehern - Dee

She had slept some. The fever and cold medication had made sure of that but the sound of fighting and screaming had woken Dee up.

Her first thought had been to open a window and escape but the room proved trickier to escape. The drop down to the ground level would have likely twisted or broke something and she didn't have the strength or feel she was lucky enough to attempt such a daring escape.

She rounded up her things waiting to hear if the sound of fighting would subside. Waylon was not in the room with her anymore. The light in her room would not turn on. She was in darkness. Outside the window everything was dark as well.

The door to her room opened as it did a loud audible click echoed down the hallway. She blinked for a second as her eyes adjusted to the emergency lighting. Outside the hallway there were strewn bodies and blood everywhere Dee inhaled sharply and pulled out her camera take a few snap shots and trying not to be sick. It wasn't that bad she told herself.  She felt like she was on the set of a horror movie with the amount of blood and body parts. However she accidentally stepped on an intestine and heard it sickly squish under her doc martin boot and had to fight the urge to be sick as she tasted the bile rise to the back of her throat.

"Chantal?" She paused a moment and whispered down the corridor "Waylon?"

Still there was no answer. She paused as she opened up a room door it was dark inside with the exception of a fireplace. It appeared to be a study of some sort Dee paused and lifted the silver letter opener off the desk and tucked it into her pants. She opted to take the fire poker as well before she continued down the hallway making her way towards the staircase of the second floor. The place was quiet. Far too quiet.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:16am - Outside GO Station - Fia

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Fia had her mouth full at the moment, but she remembered her manners. Letting the last gush of ruby nectar slide down her throat, she pulled out her cellphone and flipped it open, flashing a dull light on the carnage. There was no signal, but it still served a purpose.

"Over here, Des," she shivered, not from cold, quite the opposite. Even though she was satiated, it still didn't stop the hairs all over her from standing up on end.

"We should get back to base. I have a bad feeling."

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:17am - Outside GO Station - Nat

"A sensible man will remember that the eyes may be confused in two ways - by a change from light to darkness or from darkness to light; and he will recognize that the same thing happens to the soul." Des walked towards Fia  " A really wise man once said that. His name was Plato> She explained as she walked towards the light. In the distance Des could hear the wail of sirens in the nights darkness the rain still fell hard. "You think maybe we can check in on my mom while were at it?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:17am - Outside GO Station - Fia

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"Yeah, and my horoscope said that I would get blown off today," she chuckled, but stopped at the look of horror on Des' face.

"Fine. We'll check up on your mom, but we have to be quick about it. Let's find Iggy and Donna, and boog, shug."

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:Thursday April 23rd, 1:46 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon

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"Dee?"  Waylon moved slowly along the wall.  He'd found Dee's room empty and was hoping she hadn't gone too far.  There was far too much danger still in the building to allow the girl to wander alone.  With luck he'd be able to find her before something else found either Dee or him and Helen.  "Dee?"






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Thursday April 23rd, 1:46 am  - Whitehern - Dee

Dee peeked around the corner crouched low to the ground as she heard her name. her fingers curled around the fire poker and tightened.

She held her breath as she looked and saw the red headed vampire and let out a sigh of relief. "Psssst here. Whats going on? Why is the power out? Why are there bodies everywhere? And who is she?" she asked in a whisper as her eyes fell on Helen.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:47 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon, Helen and Dee

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"There was an explosion,"  Waylon said.  "A big one.  It knocked out the power.  We've been attacked.  I don't know by who.  This is Helen.  She's kind of my boss.  Come on.  We're getting out of here.  I'm not sure if it's safe outside but it's certainly not safe in here.  If we run into anyone and have to fight, hit the floor and stay there."

All the time he was talking, Waylon was trying not to look at the pale gleam of flesh that could only have been Dee's throat.  He was hungry and injure and she wasn't just somebody he was protecting, she was food.  It was a terrifying thought that his need to feed might override his willingness to keep Dee alive.  He sensed a slight movement from Helen, and put out a hand to stop her from moving further forward.  If push came to shove he wouldn't be able to stop the woman but perhaps the slight warning gesture would be enough.





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Thursday April 23rd, 1:47 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon, Helen and Dee


Dee looked at the two of them. You guys look like you've been put throw the wringer. Especially you." she said as she looked at Waylon. She gave Helen a polite nod. "Pleasure to meet you boss lady. So where you guys need to go or think we should go?"

Dee had to close her eyes for a second as she felt nauseous and suddenly very warm.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:16 a.m. - 1:32 a.m. - - Xiaoqing - - On the way to Whitehern
HP: 2 (7)     WP: 5 (5)     BP: 8 (13)     Hum: 7 (7)     SC: 3 (3)

Xia allowed Rory to help her get to the truck even though she really didn't need it.  What she really needed was a snack or two to top off what the Sabbat bastards took from her.  "If there is a chance for a quick snack along the way it would be much appreciated David."  She hoped Angel was not going to get mad at her for the blood that she was leaving on his jacket but there was not much she could about at the moment.  During the ride back to Whitehern she closed her eyes and tried to relax a little bit.  Xia was sure that a fight was about to commence and she needed to have a clear head if she was going to be of any use.  She was a little surprised to find that she had enough strength and blood left to heal a little.


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Thursday April 23rd, 1:32 - 1:45 a.m. - - David - - On the way to Whitehern

"I suspect there will be, be, be, be, be, be, be plenty of food when we get there, as long, long, long, long as you don't mind feeding from the dead and near dead," David answered.

He wasn't wrong.  The closer they got to Whitehern, the more people they found in the streets, wounded, bleeding and wandering dazedly around.  It wasn't hard for any of them to feed, except for Angel.  He was having difficulty finding anything sexy about women covered in broken glass and blood.
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Thursday April 23rd, 1:48 am  - Whitehern - Ex-Delta Force - Waylon, Helen and Dee

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"Helen and I need to stay here,"  Waylon said.  "If you want to get the Hell out of here, I can loan you my car keys.  Beyond that, you're on your own.  You might want to barricade yourself in a room, though.  I'm not sure what's wandering around outside."  He slid one of the police issue automatic pistols out from behind his back.  "Can you use one of these?"



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Thursday April 23rd, 1:30am - Outside GO Station - Fia

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After finding the Brujahs, Fia told them of the rendezvous at Whitehern, then she and Des started on their way to her mother's house.

The radio was off, but Fia had no idea what to say to the girl. Her parents were long since dead.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:45am - Outside Des's Haven -

Des had left Fia alone in the vehicle the soft gentle pur of the engine illuminated the dark street. Heavy rain droplets fell upon the roof in a rhythmic and almost hypnotic pattern.

In the distance Fia could hear the lonesome wail of another ambulance.

It had been a long and enduring night. Confusion and chaos held the reins of this evening and it would likely be sometime before the city of Hamilton went back to being normal.

After an eternity Des returned looking a bit better than she had before she left. She looked less pale and Fia noted that the girl had changed her clothes and had added a few things to her arsenal including a maglight and a large umbrella.

Des jumped in and leaned against the seat letting out a long sigh. "Sorry I took so long. My mom was having a cow I had to calm her down. She wasn't very keen on me leaving..."

After a moment she clicked her seat belt into place and looked at Fia "So miss daisy where do we go now?" She asked quietly.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:52 am  - Whitehern - Dee

Dee looked at the gun and back at Waylon. She swallowed hard and shook her head as she took the gun. "No I don't but... I'm sure it can be used as a deterrant right? Just aim and point and shoot right. And ah... I guess take the safety off right?"

The truth was the red headed teen didn't want to leave Waylon's side but the way the blond woman beside him was looking at her made her uneasy. And she could tell from the tone of Waylon's voice that he didn't want her with him.

Things were happening that she didn't understand and it seemed that perhaps it might be better that way. She had learned more than her fair share of odd things this evening. It would just be safer for her to duck out somewhere and lay low. After all she couldn't collect her paycheck from Angel if she was dead and after the night's crazy events she had more than her fair share of photos and news she could give him. It would likely get her some hard earned cash if she could only manage to make it through the night.

She took the gun and nodded to him. Outside the sky let out another rumble of thunder that was loud enough to shake the windows of Whitehern.

It was storming out and she didn't have all her gear. Still Angel's place wouldn't be too far away. If she moved fast she could likely make it back to his studio and tuck into an alcove to stay out of the rain. It would be cold and wet but it was likely the safest place to be for the time being.


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Thursday April 23rd, 1:45am - Outside Des's Haven - Fia

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"To The Whitehern!" she pointed dramatically in the direction, her face mock serious.

The windshield wipers squeaked quietly.

"Umm... Chaz called before the big bang," Fia threw a sideways glance at the girl while maneuvering around the downtown core. Fucking one way streets!

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:45am - Outside Des's Haven - Des

Des shook her head "TO whitehern it is. So you had a guy call you before the city blew up and his name is Chaz. He like us? Or like your boyfriend or just a friend?"

It was idle banter Natalie knew it but it made her feel better. She maneuvered the van down the dark streets hoping that Fia's explanation would be fairly long winded. Or atleast long enough to keep them distracted till they made it to the vampire princes meeting area.

Des wasn't sure if the 'Prince" live in this building or if he just held his meeting there but one thing for sure was that it seemed to be the IT spot for the gamers of the city.

Perhaps heading back to Whitehern marked the end of the game night. After all the city was plunged into darkness and truth was, she really didn't have the heart to play for much longer.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:45am - Outside Des's Haven - Fia

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"Actually, you've met him," Fia grinned at the confused look of the girl, "Remember last night? Chaz, the first dead guy we fought, bit me pretty bad. Gave him my number like a tart. Chaazzzz. Yeah, he called me." She lengthened him name with foppish gesture. She nodded at Des' gasp as her eyes widened in recollection.

"I know! I didn't think he would!" Fia said sounding much like, well, a girl. This was good for Fia and she knew it. Sarah and Xiaoqing weren't really good at the whole girly-gossip thing, but Fia had several seasons of Sex and the City under her belt, so she knew the script.

"Anyway, he's going to call me back at three so we can get together. I don't know if I want to kill him or date him. Smooth little fucker." She chuckled as she slowed to a stop at a light.

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:46am - en route to whitehern - Des

Des shrugged. "I dont remember him you sure that was at Henderson and not at Macmaster when you went with scotty? You did go to Mac didnt you? Oh poo I really wish I could take notes. This stupid plot lines so confusing. So you like this guy eh? Whats so likeable about him? And what he say when he called you? He want to hook up and maybe have a private game session with you? Or errr is this like out of character for real real meeting up for coffee and stuff?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:46am - En route to the Whitehern - Fia

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Bits and pieces of that night ran through her mind."Pussy Posse..."  She shook her head, chuckling.

"It was at Henderson. The whole night was kind of jarring, so it doesn't surprise me that you don't recall. He asked for me when he called. " Fia sighed, "Well, I don't like him. He tried to eat me. We don't know anything about him, which group he games with, so I'm going to be careful. It'll be more like a private game session, I don't drink coffee," She had to remember Nat's... quirk and try to work around it, not willing to take any chances. The light turned green, and the van rumbled forward.

(OOC: I sifted through the entire first chapter before I posted... 1 hour later...)

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:52am - @ Whitehern - Des

Des eased the minivan into the whitehern parking lot. From inside the building she could see that there was emergency lighting on but that there was also smoke in the night air.

As she got out of the van she raced past a rather pale and tired looking red headed teen, beyound that Des paid the kid no notice but ran up that stairs to the front door.

Fia was not far behind her. "So what are we doing here again and is it just me or do I smell smoke?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:52am - At The Whitehern - Fia

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"Des, wait!" Fia called as she recognized the teen, "Dee! What's happening here?"

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Thursday April 23rd, 1:53 am  - Whitehern - Dee

The teen pause when she heard her name. The rain outside still fell and a flash of lighting illuminated the two female vapires for a moment and Dee jogged up to then. She coughed violently enough to make her body shake and it took a moment to make her head stop spinning. "I don't know. Waylon told me to leave and go hide somewhere that it wasn't safe. Theres blood everywhere and bodies  well parts of bodies everywhere. I don't recommend going in there unless you want to die. Plus I think someone set the place on fire. I'm smelling smoke but I didn't see any flames..."