OnlytheStrong
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"Who's Sicko? Anyway....teach me more tricks. It would help with my rather.... tricky side."
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[VtR][Mature] Born into Darkness: Preludes and Nocturnes
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Graf
Explorer
Gorilla pulls open the side of the decrepit van before getting into the passenger seat. The back of the van is strewn with trash but otherwise bare, there is a tattered leather jacket in one corner.
Sicko? Who's sicko? Man Nice has -got- to get with the program. That is key info...
Gorilla thumps Snicker on the shoulder, Wasn't sure.
Oh yeah, right. Well, now you're Nosferatu confirmed and that means you need to know.
OK. Here's the scoop, Nos has a vertical kinda system.
Heirarchy.
Right. Hierarchy. Sucker's right that you can talk and stuff, and you should you know. But you got to respect it.
Anyway at the top is Parovich, who basically set the whole thing up. Hell, he's the one that brought LB into the city in the first place.
LB's the prince now, but Parovich backed him. And we back Parovich. And we're like, half the city. Basically, we pick the prince.
But Parovich's asleep now, in torpor, and he's old, really old. And really powerful, you know. So he'll probably sleep for decades, maybe? Minimum another ten, twenty years.
So when he goes down Parovich wants the Brotherhood to keep up, but he won't pick a system. He's like the people must decide. But we've been with Parovich for so long that we're just thinking I'll be like before. Nobody wants to be too pushy. So eventually, right we wind up with a few guys who want to stand in for Parovich. Luciano is one and Brodi is another.
They ran stuff for Parovich, cause LB gave Parovich the domain of crime, which is huge, and so they each had their own gangs already.
Snicker turns around to look at you, "You know, you think crime is like, mugging people, or whatever. It's not. It's paperwork.Who has the money? Where did the drugs go? On and on and on."
Snicker turns back to the road.
So, for some of us, that wasn't so cool. You know. We're not mortals anymore, we don't want to spend all our time dealing with mortal crap.
Most of us came here because we were sick of that, we wanted to experience the requiems as ourselves.
Anyway, about five years after Parovich slips into torpor shits bad. You know, your under Brodi, or Luciano, and they're really into that mobster thing right? So every night it's like "pick this up" "beat that guy up".[/COLOR]
Follow this guy and report back to me.
Yeah, totally. Like we're accountants you know.
The van makes it's way through darkened streets.
Anyway five years ago Sicko turns up. He's got this guy with him 'face, who's something else.
Archetypes.
Gorilla man, we gotta keep the basics. We get onto archetypes and stuff and we'll be here all night. Anyway they look like characters right, out of a movie or something. But it's deliberate.
And the Don's say you have to pick sides.
And Sicko says, I came her to serve an idea.
So they get all pissed at him and Luciano says that he can stay in Nosferatu territory, which is the east side from Burbank down to Dennison, but not in his territory; which is half of Nosferatu territory, basically.
[sblock=The East Side]The "east side from Burbank down to Dennison" is a massive swath of land. It's close to a third of the city, comprising the rusted industrial section, several artists communities, residential neighborhoods, some industrial land, and all the lakes side including the docks. The only thing it doesn't have is much suburban or rural space -- because it runs into the lake proper. Only in on the North Shore.([/sblock]
And Brodi, of course, says the same thing. And Brodi controls the other half of the terrorists. I mean, literally like half. They actually were trying to mark it off for a while.
So it's like Sicko can't stay anywhere. So he says you've claimed every street, every building every shop for yourselves, so I shall dwell in the ancestral homeland of all Nosferatu. And he disappears.
And Luciano and them are saying that he's gone, but you know, he keeps turning up, for meetings or whatever.
So where's he staying?
In the sewers...
...under Luciano's house.
And so Luciano gets all pissed. And he sends a squad of mobsters after him. So all these mob guys go down, and like a whole squad of his toughest guys right. But with guns, you know? Stupid right? But that's Luciano.
So Sicko and 'face just take out the whole lot. Right. But he doesn't kill them. Instead what does he do?
Shakespeare.
Shakespeare! So he's got these Italian guys, down in the sewer. And I mean, like serious, mafia types and they don't know anything about culture, I mean, I'm not the brighest guy on the block but these guys are really blockheads. And none of them know Shakespear he's like "you're worthless mortals, but I can't kill you until you've experienced some form of art". So he's making them do Shakespeare. And he doesn't move, so they're still in the sewer under Luciano's house.
Anyway one guy escapes and comes out and he tells Luciano. And Luciano doesn't know what to do. I mean. He's lost like a dozen mortal lieutenants, Brodi wants to take over his operation, and he's got this like Shakespearean play going on under his house.
So he asks us to go down, and we say that that we don't do Nosferatu. Cause that's the rule, you wanna be a dick with that Danse Macabe stuff fine. But Nos don't do other Nos. Period. But he's all it's a misunderstanding. Right. So we go down.[/COLOR]
So we go down and things get sorted out basically. Luciano tries to play hardball, offering Sicko stuff, but Sicko doesn't want that sort of thing. And so he finishes his play and moves to the old Clark St station.
[sblock=Clark St station]Diego knows the Clark St Station is an abandoned train station, from an aborted rail line near the financial district.[/sblock]
And Luciano wants 'face to "serve him" or whatever, but 'face like, basically, throws him through a wall. Which is normally not OK but, whatever, he can't speak and Luciano wasn't getting the picture.
But Luciano, right, can't cope with things so he insists that 'face serves Sicko. Or whatever. Cause he's really into this don thing and having everybody under somebody.
So then Sicko's a don right? Effectively, because he's been recognized.
So what happens?
Exodus.
Exactly. And exodus. Suddenly all the Nosferatu are under Sicko. You know, because Sickos into being a vampire and doesn't care about mortals, and paperwork and money.
And Luciano's like, you'll have to live in the sewers!
And you know what?
Fine.
Exactly. We're fine with that. Because we're Nosferatu, and we dig the sewers.
So now, we all serve Sicko, and his instructions.
Be true to thine own self.
Exactly. Except Nice, whose stuck being LB's bitch. He gets props for that by the way. Nobody'd say it to his face but he does good for us. Stuff like getting you out of those cells tonight? Nice's a solder. But he's still LB's bitch. But you don't get to call him that..
Sucker.
And Sucker, of course. Sucker's his own man. With the big man in bed he's the conduit. He coulda been a don but he's got to walk the fine line.
[sblock=Nosferatu Clan status]
5: Parovich
4: The Dons (Sicko, Luciano, Brodi)
3: Sucker
2: The Soldiers (Snicker, Gorilla, Nice)
1: All recognized Nosferatu (including Diego)
0: Trigger
[/sblock]
Snicker looks over at Gorilla . Boy wants to learn some tricks.
Trigger's girl?
You called it my man.
Snicker looks at you. You feeling scary?
Sicko? Who's sicko? Man Nice has -got- to get with the program. That is key info...
Gorilla thumps Snicker on the shoulder, Wasn't sure.
Oh yeah, right. Well, now you're Nosferatu confirmed and that means you need to know.
OK. Here's the scoop, Nos has a vertical kinda system.
Heirarchy.
Right. Hierarchy. Sucker's right that you can talk and stuff, and you should you know. But you got to respect it.
Anyway at the top is Parovich, who basically set the whole thing up. Hell, he's the one that brought LB into the city in the first place.
LB's the prince now, but Parovich backed him. And we back Parovich. And we're like, half the city. Basically, we pick the prince.
But Parovich's asleep now, in torpor, and he's old, really old. And really powerful, you know. So he'll probably sleep for decades, maybe? Minimum another ten, twenty years.
So when he goes down Parovich wants the Brotherhood to keep up, but he won't pick a system. He's like the people must decide. But we've been with Parovich for so long that we're just thinking I'll be like before. Nobody wants to be too pushy. So eventually, right we wind up with a few guys who want to stand in for Parovich. Luciano is one and Brodi is another.
They ran stuff for Parovich, cause LB gave Parovich the domain of crime, which is huge, and so they each had their own gangs already.
Snicker turns around to look at you, "You know, you think crime is like, mugging people, or whatever. It's not. It's paperwork.Who has the money? Where did the drugs go? On and on and on."
Snicker turns back to the road.
So, for some of us, that wasn't so cool. You know. We're not mortals anymore, we don't want to spend all our time dealing with mortal crap.
Most of us came here because we were sick of that, we wanted to experience the requiems as ourselves.
Anyway, about five years after Parovich slips into torpor shits bad. You know, your under Brodi, or Luciano, and they're really into that mobster thing right? So every night it's like "pick this up" "beat that guy up".[/COLOR]
Follow this guy and report back to me.
Yeah, totally. Like we're accountants you know.
The van makes it's way through darkened streets.
Anyway five years ago Sicko turns up. He's got this guy with him 'face, who's something else.
Archetypes.
Gorilla man, we gotta keep the basics. We get onto archetypes and stuff and we'll be here all night. Anyway they look like characters right, out of a movie or something. But it's deliberate.
And the Don's say you have to pick sides.
And Sicko says, I came her to serve an idea.
So they get all pissed at him and Luciano says that he can stay in Nosferatu territory, which is the east side from Burbank down to Dennison, but not in his territory; which is half of Nosferatu territory, basically.
[sblock=The East Side]The "east side from Burbank down to Dennison" is a massive swath of land. It's close to a third of the city, comprising the rusted industrial section, several artists communities, residential neighborhoods, some industrial land, and all the lakes side including the docks. The only thing it doesn't have is much suburban or rural space -- because it runs into the lake proper. Only in on the North Shore.([/sblock]
And Brodi, of course, says the same thing. And Brodi controls the other half of the terrorists. I mean, literally like half. They actually were trying to mark it off for a while.
So it's like Sicko can't stay anywhere. So he says you've claimed every street, every building every shop for yourselves, so I shall dwell in the ancestral homeland of all Nosferatu. And he disappears.
And Luciano and them are saying that he's gone, but you know, he keeps turning up, for meetings or whatever.
So where's he staying?
In the sewers...
...under Luciano's house.
And so Luciano gets all pissed. And he sends a squad of mobsters after him. So all these mob guys go down, and like a whole squad of his toughest guys right. But with guns, you know? Stupid right? But that's Luciano.
So Sicko and 'face just take out the whole lot. Right. But he doesn't kill them. Instead what does he do?
Shakespeare.
Shakespeare! So he's got these Italian guys, down in the sewer. And I mean, like serious, mafia types and they don't know anything about culture, I mean, I'm not the brighest guy on the block but these guys are really blockheads. And none of them know Shakespear he's like "you're worthless mortals, but I can't kill you until you've experienced some form of art". So he's making them do Shakespeare. And he doesn't move, so they're still in the sewer under Luciano's house.
Anyway one guy escapes and comes out and he tells Luciano. And Luciano doesn't know what to do. I mean. He's lost like a dozen mortal lieutenants, Brodi wants to take over his operation, and he's got this like Shakespearean play going on under his house.
So he asks us to go down, and we say that that we don't do Nosferatu. Cause that's the rule, you wanna be a dick with that Danse Macabe stuff fine. But Nos don't do other Nos. Period. But he's all it's a misunderstanding. Right. So we go down.[/COLOR]
So we go down and things get sorted out basically. Luciano tries to play hardball, offering Sicko stuff, but Sicko doesn't want that sort of thing. And so he finishes his play and moves to the old Clark St station.
[sblock=Clark St station]Diego knows the Clark St Station is an abandoned train station, from an aborted rail line near the financial district.[/sblock]
And Luciano wants 'face to "serve him" or whatever, but 'face like, basically, throws him through a wall. Which is normally not OK but, whatever, he can't speak and Luciano wasn't getting the picture.
But Luciano, right, can't cope with things so he insists that 'face serves Sicko. Or whatever. Cause he's really into this don thing and having everybody under somebody.
So then Sicko's a don right? Effectively, because he's been recognized.
So what happens?
Exodus.
Exactly. And exodus. Suddenly all the Nosferatu are under Sicko. You know, because Sickos into being a vampire and doesn't care about mortals, and paperwork and money.
And Luciano's like, you'll have to live in the sewers!
And you know what?
Fine.
Exactly. We're fine with that. Because we're Nosferatu, and we dig the sewers.
So now, we all serve Sicko, and his instructions.
Be true to thine own self.
Exactly. Except Nice, whose stuck being LB's bitch. He gets props for that by the way. Nobody'd say it to his face but he does good for us. Stuff like getting you out of those cells tonight? Nice's a solder. But he's still LB's bitch. But you don't get to call him that..
Sucker.
And Sucker, of course. Sucker's his own man. With the big man in bed he's the conduit. He coulda been a don but he's got to walk the fine line.
[sblock=Nosferatu Clan status]
5: Parovich
4: The Dons (Sicko, Luciano, Brodi)
3: Sucker
2: The Soldiers (Snicker, Gorilla, Nice)
1: All recognized Nosferatu (including Diego)
0: Trigger
[/sblock]
Snicker looks over at Gorilla . Boy wants to learn some tricks.
Trigger's girl?
You called it my man.
Snicker looks at you. You feeling scary?
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Diego almost busts out in laughter while the two go on their rant. This was amazing. A whole criminal underworld he had probably participated in, but never knew existed. This new life was going to be a freaking blast!
"Always feelin' scary. Oh and don't worry about the heirarchy thing, I know who to talk to and how to talk to em. It's the only way I'm alive now. Well...... sorta alive.
He pauses a moment, the realizes that they said they are near Sicko's, "Don't suppose we can meet Sicko can we? Or is that alittle ahead of ourselves, Nice did say to take it easy with me."
"Always feelin' scary. Oh and don't worry about the heirarchy thing, I know who to talk to and how to talk to em. It's the only way I'm alive now. Well...... sorta alive.
He pauses a moment, the realizes that they said they are near Sicko's, "Don't suppose we can meet Sicko can we? Or is that alittle ahead of ourselves, Nice did say to take it easy with me."
Graf
Explorer
Yeah. We might be a bit off the reservation taking you to Sicko right now. He's in the middle performing one of his invisible operas.
Not supposed to be visible during the invisible opera.
An' anyway, you go to Sicko first and your life gets complex. You know, Luciano'll be all over you, and then if Luciano's around then Brodi's around.
LB
Right. And there's LB. Naw.
Want my advice? Avoid political s___. Nothing but trouble. Trust me, a decade or two? you'll be up to your elbows in people trying to boss you around and get you involved.
You know who the last neonate to demonstrate a political opinion was?
Gorilla chuckles.
Here's a hint. You know him. Snicker raises an eyebrow at Diego.
He's spent how long?
Twenty.
Twenty freak'n years as Blackcoat's bitch.
Anyway, that's just my suggestion. But you want to meet Sicko, just go to the station. He'll be there, or somebody will know where to find him.
The van is ambling along city streets. Eventually it pulls up in front of a small shop. It's still early in the evening and lights are on in the shop.
OK. Pop quiz. When is breaking the first tradition not breaking the first tradition?
Not supposed to be visible during the invisible opera.
An' anyway, you go to Sicko first and your life gets complex. You know, Luciano'll be all over you, and then if Luciano's around then Brodi's around.
LB
Right. And there's LB. Naw.
Want my advice? Avoid political s___. Nothing but trouble. Trust me, a decade or two? you'll be up to your elbows in people trying to boss you around and get you involved.
You know who the last neonate to demonstrate a political opinion was?
Gorilla chuckles.
Here's a hint. You know him. Snicker raises an eyebrow at Diego.
He's spent how long?
Twenty.
Twenty freak'n years as Blackcoat's bitch.
Anyway, that's just my suggestion. But you want to meet Sicko, just go to the station. He'll be there, or somebody will know where to find him.
The van is ambling along city streets. Eventually it pulls up in front of a small shop. It's still early in the evening and lights are on in the shop.
OK. Pop quiz. When is breaking the first tradition not breaking the first tradition?
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Diego stares at the man dumbfounded........ what kind of question was that? "Um.....I got no idea what your talkin about. What first tradition? You mean the heirarchy?" Diego just looks around and says the first thing that comes to mind, "When the tradition's already broken."
Graf
Explorer
Nice didn't mention the first tradition? Wow. Snicker looks at Gorilla. That's not so OK. I mean. He's gotta get with the program.
OK. The first tradition is like the big rule. Everybody, even people who are stupid, or really really evil, protect the first tradition.
The Herd Shall Not Know
Right. The herd's bloodbags, mortals, humans whatever you want to call them. They don't know. You don't use disciplines in front of them, or show your vampire side or whatever.
Beating a guy to death with a baseball bat? OK.
Leaving behind bloodless corpses with teeth marks? Not OK.
Good answer.
Huh? Oh yeah. So right, generally the first tradition is super-important
Sacrosanct.
Right OK. Sure Sacro-whatever. But it only applies to mortals. So you pick up a car in front of a mortal and the whole city'll want you dead. You get into a fight with a lupine, that's a werewolf, someplace deserted, and hit him with a big rock? Cool.
That's why we don't show up in mirrors, or on video, or whatever. Supposedly. Cause the first tradition is like, mystical and breaking it is like a violation of... of...
the natural order?
Sure. OK.
So that chick in there, behind the counter? Not a vampire. Not human either. She's a.... well... just between you and me she's a ghoul.
Now that's a violation of the second tradition. Cause you can't make new vampires or new ghouls. Now the guy who made her, he's a putz.
Young, Gorilla huffs.
He's an idiot. He's made her his ghoul. He's still acting like a mortal. Wants to have a girlfriend, all that noise.
She's not a proper ghoul though. She doesn't protect him during the day, or help him feed or the stuff that ghouls are supposed to do. But if he keeps up with her being his ghoul, then she's gonna get blood bound. And then she'll be following him around, forever.
So we're gonna help her, help his ass, by showing her that maybe she doesn't want to be a ghoul no more. But, you know, not so much as to get LB finding out, cause right now he's itching to dispense some justice. And this idiot, he's still a Nos.
So, go in there, and freak her out a bit.
Monstrous Countenance.
Right, so when you go in, try tohiss and bare your fangs. If you're just a normal vampire you look, kinda dumb. Like you're constipated or whatever. show her the nasty.
Channel your beast
yeah totally focus on just letting the beast into your features. It's like letting it borrow your face.
It's a Nos thing man. You get it right? Total freakout.
OOC: edited to correct for errata to Monstrous Countenance.
OK. The first tradition is like the big rule. Everybody, even people who are stupid, or really really evil, protect the first tradition.
The Herd Shall Not Know
Right. The herd's bloodbags, mortals, humans whatever you want to call them. They don't know. You don't use disciplines in front of them, or show your vampire side or whatever.
Beating a guy to death with a baseball bat? OK.
Leaving behind bloodless corpses with teeth marks? Not OK.
Good answer.
Huh? Oh yeah. So right, generally the first tradition is super-important
Sacrosanct.
Right OK. Sure Sacro-whatever. But it only applies to mortals. So you pick up a car in front of a mortal and the whole city'll want you dead. You get into a fight with a lupine, that's a werewolf, someplace deserted, and hit him with a big rock? Cool.
That's why we don't show up in mirrors, or on video, or whatever. Supposedly. Cause the first tradition is like, mystical and breaking it is like a violation of... of...
the natural order?
Sure. OK.
So that chick in there, behind the counter? Not a vampire. Not human either. She's a.... well... just between you and me she's a ghoul.
Now that's a violation of the second tradition. Cause you can't make new vampires or new ghouls. Now the guy who made her, he's a putz.
Young, Gorilla huffs.
He's an idiot. He's made her his ghoul. He's still acting like a mortal. Wants to have a girlfriend, all that noise.
She's not a proper ghoul though. She doesn't protect him during the day, or help him feed or the stuff that ghouls are supposed to do. But if he keeps up with her being his ghoul, then she's gonna get blood bound. And then she'll be following him around, forever.
So we're gonna help her, help his ass, by showing her that maybe she doesn't want to be a ghoul no more. But, you know, not so much as to get LB finding out, cause right now he's itching to dispense some justice. And this idiot, he's still a Nos.
So, go in there, and freak her out a bit.
Monstrous Countenance.
Right, so when you go in, try to
Channel your beast
yeah totally focus on just letting the beast into your features. It's like letting it borrow your face.
It's a Nos thing man. You get it right? Total freakout.
OOC: edited to correct for errata to Monstrous Countenance.
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Graf
Explorer
Diego's Night Out
Inside the shop
Diego is standing inside of a comic book shop. Racks and racks of brightly colored titles line the walls.
The girl at the counter is round faced and skinny; cute in a quirky way.
She doesn't look supernatural, Diego's beast is quiescent.
A middle aged man, the only other person in the store, is paying for his purchase. The store closes in ten minutes.
In addition to the front door there is a doorway to a back room; a blue cloth with superman's symbol hands in it.
[sblock=OOC Monstrous Countenance]
I've changed the prior post as Monstrous Countenance has been pretty heavily errata'd. You don't need to break out the fangs to make it work.[/sblock]
Inside the shop
Diego is standing inside of a comic book shop. Racks and racks of brightly colored titles line the walls.
The girl at the counter is round faced and skinny; cute in a quirky way.
She doesn't look supernatural, Diego's beast is quiescent.
A middle aged man, the only other person in the store, is paying for his purchase. The store closes in ten minutes.
In addition to the front door there is a doorway to a back room; a blue cloth with superman's symbol hands in it.
[sblock=OOC Monstrous Countenance]
I've changed the prior post as Monstrous Countenance has been pretty heavily errata'd. You don't need to break out the fangs to make it work.[/sblock]
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Diego floats around the room, absently looking at the comics. He waits until the older man either pays for his comic then subtly ducks behind the curtain. He sits and waits by the woman's belongings.
ooc: Okay, I was gonna go farther, but decided that I needed to stop. I'm assuming way too much. Went ahead and rolled for M.C. though.
Attempt to use M.C. (3d10=13)
re-roll ten (1d10=5)
1 success
Stealth to move behind the curtain (stealth + dex) (1d10=8, 1d10=9, 1d10=5, 1d10=6, 1d10=3, 1d10=8, 1d10=9)
4 successes
ooc: Okay, I was gonna go farther, but decided that I needed to stop. I'm assuming way too much. Went ahead and rolled for M.C. though.
Attempt to use M.C. (3d10=13)
re-roll ten (1d10=5)
1 success
Stealth to move behind the curtain (stealth + dex) (1d10=8, 1d10=9, 1d10=5, 1d10=6, 1d10=3, 1d10=8, 1d10=9)
4 successes
Graf
Explorer
[sblock=OOC: Stealth]Since this basically involves slipping past someone who is sitting right there looking around I'd assess some sort of penalty. Frankly, I think this borders on the edge of really really difficult, like a -4 or a -5.
Conveniently your left most dice are an 8 and a 9; freeing me from having to think about how hard it would be (since even at -5 you'd have 2 successes).[/sblock]
The man rings up his purchases. Diego crouches lower and slips out of the far aisle and slides over and behind the counter. The girl stands up on her stool, "Hey! Your receipt!"
"Thanks doll"
Diego scuttles along the behind the counter, nimbly slipping past the girl as she tilts forward on her stool to give the man his receipt.
The back room is cavernous and poorly lit.
A rattly locker sits in one corner, several names are written on it. Liv is the only one that could belong to a female. There is a fire exit partially covered by a bunch of white comic book storage boxes.
Diego leans against the wall nearby waiting. A few minutes later he hears the sounds of the girl, Liv presumably, locking up the front door and the cash register.
She comes in through the curtain, a few minutes later, a fat stack of comic books clutched in her hands. She looks up at Diego, startled.
Diego tries to reach down to pull something up, but he doesn't have to. It's already there, sitting under the skin, ready to bubble forth.
The girl blanches in fear but holds her ground.
Diego feels something inside of him turn nasty. It wants very badly to do horrible things to this girl. It's like a second pair of eyes open inside of his and he shows her his true self.
The girl hits the cardboard boxes in front of the fire escape at a dead sprint comics scattering in her wake. The fire alarm goes off, but the batteries are mostly dead, instead of a deafening ring a muted wail fills the air.
Diego can hear her on the metal stairs outside, she's lost her feet, tumbling head over heels down the iron.
Diego reaches the doorway in time to see Gorilla, hauling the girl up to her feet by her sweatshirt.
Last chance to get smart.
The girl stares wide eyed at him for a instant. Then she's caught sight of Diego again and she's thrashing free of the sweat shirt in a blind panic.
As soon as she's squirmed free, she bolts down the alley and across the street, and into a brightly lite doorway filled with beads.
Girlz! blares the neon sign above the door.
Gorilla tosses the sweat shirt away.
Aces. The simian Nosferatu grins at Diego.
[sblock=OOC Willpower points and other things]
It was fine that you pushed forward a bit. It gave me an idea of what it was you wanted to do. Easier for me that way.
As I said I don't normally spend Willpower points for people, but since you'll regain one tomorrow night (and you haven't spent any on the third night anyway).[/sblock]
Conveniently your left most dice are an 8 and a 9; freeing me from having to think about how hard it would be (since even at -5 you'd have 2 successes).[/sblock]
The man rings up his purchases. Diego crouches lower and slips out of the far aisle and slides over and behind the counter. The girl stands up on her stool, "Hey! Your receipt!"
"Thanks doll"
Diego scuttles along the behind the counter, nimbly slipping past the girl as she tilts forward on her stool to give the man his receipt.
The back room is cavernous and poorly lit.
A rattly locker sits in one corner, several names are written on it. Liv is the only one that could belong to a female. There is a fire exit partially covered by a bunch of white comic book storage boxes.
Diego leans against the wall nearby waiting. A few minutes later he hears the sounds of the girl, Liv presumably, locking up the front door and the cash register.
She comes in through the curtain, a few minutes later, a fat stack of comic books clutched in her hands. She looks up at Diego, startled.
Diego tries to reach down to pull something up, but he doesn't have to. It's already there, sitting under the skin, ready to bubble forth.
The girl blanches in fear but holds her ground.
Diego feels something inside of him turn nasty. It wants very badly to do horrible things to this girl. It's like a second pair of eyes open inside of his and he shows her his true self.
The girl hits the cardboard boxes in front of the fire escape at a dead sprint comics scattering in her wake. The fire alarm goes off, but the batteries are mostly dead, instead of a deafening ring a muted wail fills the air.
Diego can hear her on the metal stairs outside, she's lost her feet, tumbling head over heels down the iron.
Diego reaches the doorway in time to see Gorilla, hauling the girl up to her feet by her sweatshirt.
Last chance to get smart.
The girl stares wide eyed at him for a instant. Then she's caught sight of Diego again and she's thrashing free of the sweat shirt in a blind panic.
As soon as she's squirmed free, she bolts down the alley and across the street, and into a brightly lite doorway filled with beads.
Girlz! blares the neon sign above the door.
Gorilla tosses the sweat shirt away.
Aces. The simian Nosferatu grins at Diego.
[sblock=OOC Willpower points and other things]
It was fine that you pushed forward a bit. It gave me an idea of what it was you wanted to do. Easier for me that way.
As I said I don't normally spend Willpower points for people, but since you'll regain one tomorrow night (and you haven't spent any on the third night anyway).[/sblock]
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