Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[Strider_Koln]

"Is this true, Lacey? Well félicitations and gradulations! We are so happy for you, you will be under the wings of angels and pigeons, so many feathers that ze Devil' will have a hard time finding you, I am certain!"

OOC: He's talking to the group of you. Pick something you want for yourself as a reward and if it's reasonable Edward will give it to you. And no Mike, he won't make Koln 3rd generation

OOC: Dang it, get out of my head! Grr.. you bring me no joy >,<

Koln stops celebrating for a moment, remembering the Prince's offer.

"Ah, one moment s'il vous plaît... I must discuss this with my two best friends" He says as he again turns on his heels, facing Ruby and Clover

"Our Lord, and Socrates" He takes the small white rat out of his pocket, and begins quickly chattering with him and someone else only he can see, taking a moment every now and then to cautiously glance at the Prince from over his shoulder.

"We have decided!" He announces, facing the Prince again, tucking the rat away, and making the sign of the cross with a pained wince. "What we would like is everything in your right pocket, monsieur Sparkle, but that is not all. For you see, we have chased Thaddeus out of Denver, with legs between his tail.

"While it is a matter of duty to a Christian such as myself and Socrates, my two heathen sidekicks may desire more. They did their part in le battle' I assure you. Ruby attacked ze demonique squirrel that almost flanked us, and Clover was all over her téléphone, bravely shouting Patton-like commands at your ears like 'Oh NO! HEEELP US HELP US!! I AM...how you say.. TOO IMPORTANTE' TO DIE! PLEEASSE COME QUICK! BRING TANKS BRING POLICE BRING EVERYONE JUST DONT LET ME DIEEEE!!!'"

"Ahem... so when they pick their reward, you can be certain we will return to claim it with pockets full of serums. Just be readie with reward, and we will have a party! Invite Prince too. No no no, not you, ze real Prince, the Purple one!"

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

"We have decided!" He announces, facing the Prince again, tucking the rat away, and making the sign of the cross with a pained wince. "What we would like is everything in your right pocket, monsieur Sparkle, but that is not all. For you see, we have chased Thaddeus out of Denver, with legs between his tail.

Edward says, "My right pocket? Well..actually, I cannot give you that as it is my going away present to our dear friend Lacey here." He produces a necklace with a pendant on it that looks like a small talon. "Come here my dear." he says to Lacey. She steps forward and he puts the pendant around her neck.

Lacey gives Edward a big hug and says "Thank you, thank you! I always wanted a pterodactyl claw!" She turns to the group and says "Isn't it beautiful?" Around her neck you can barely see the claw anymore as it gets swallowed up in her overabundant cleavage.

Edward says to Koln "As consolation I will give you what's in my left pocket I suppose." He reaches into his pocket and hands Koln some loose change and a rusty switchblade. The loose change adds up to maybe $20 including the quarters.

Edward looks at Clover and Ruby, "So what about you ladies?"

 

[izillama]

Clover's mind was already turning its gears, considering the possibilities. On first impulse, she felt like crossing her arms and stubbornly announcing that she didn't want anything if it meant having to ask a favor of him, but she figured that, after her previous outburst, it wouldn't go over well. Then, dozens of possibilities struck through her mind. Ideas for weapons and provisions. Maybe impeccable forgeries of a diploma, or even a driver's license. A request that they not be sent to some sort of crappy state in exile, like Wisconsin or *shudder* California.

But no. No, she was thinking too small. Too localized. This was a Prince! Perhaps one of the most powerful vampires in the country, if she had any estimation, in her short unlife, as to how the Camarilla worked. There was something she could do for her but, more importantly, for those she cared about. For those she had to let go. Because like it or not, this was it. Everything changed from here on out.

'Things will never be the same again.' She shuddered in anticipation, and fear for this moment. She knew it was coming, but it still hurt.

She didn't even realize that her arms had crossed out of habit. Slowly, she met the Prince's gaze with a lavender one that was more sober than usual. A bit sadder. She shrugged, helpless, "In that case, if it would be in your power, I have two requests." Clover hesitated, then resigned herself, "The first is a convincing death. I'm too high profile in New York City. There can't be a body to produce. Only a convincing death certificate and an apology from some obscure government agency that my parents won't be able to bury their child. I need to disappear; for their sake and mine."

With that out of the way--and that was the hardest part of the request--she found herself absently pushing back her hair. Clover was beginning to feel very dazed with the reality of the situation, "The second request I would ask is for a new identity with all the documentation to go along with it. Someone I can slip into so that my death will be believable. I like the name Clover, but I don't care about my last name."

She would ask one more thing, but she was sure she was stretching it already. If he could somehow assure that Thaddeus never found her family? It was going to be a public enough show as it was to kill her off. But she wasn't sure how far Edward's reach really went. She hoped, if nothing else, that he might never find them if they stopped trying to contact their dead daughter. But she wasn't sure. She just didn't want her mother to suffer any more than she was already going to have to.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

She didn't even realize that her arms had crossed out of habit. Slowly, she met the Prince's gaze with a lavender one that was more sober than usual. A bit sadder. She shrugged, helpless, "In that case, if it would be in your power, I have two requests." Clover hesitated, then resigned herself, "The first is a convincing death. I'm too high profile in New York City. There can't be a body to produce. Only a convincing death certificate and an apology from some obscure government agency that my parents won't be able to bury their child. I need to disappear; for their sake and mine."

With that out of the way--and that was the hardest part of the request--she found herself absently pushing back her hair. Clover was beginning to feel very dazed with the reality of the situation, "The second request I would ask is for a new identity with all the documentation to go along with it. Someone I can slip into so that my death will be believable. I like the name Clover, but I don't care about my last name."

She would ask one more thing, but she was sure she was stretching it already. If he could somehow assure that Thaddeus never found her family? It was going to be a public enough show as it was to kill her off. But she wasn't sure how far Edward's reach really went. She hoped, if nothing else, that he might never find them if they stopped trying to contact their dead daughter. But she wasn't sure. She just didn't want her mother to suffer any more than she was already going to have to.

Edward listens to Clover's request intently. "I can certainly help you with that, I know it's hard to step away from your human life but it's something that needs to be done. Nothing good ever comes of involving human family members in kindred affairs." His eyes wander to a few of the different articles on his desk as he says this. His desk is rather messy considering his overly organized nature. Papers (some containing written pieces of music), a few photo frames and some loose guitar picks here and there litter its surface.

"All I really need from you is a photo, your new last name, and what state you would like to be from. We'll handle the rest." He says that last part in a low and almost chilling tone. "We can get this done within a few days, and I can get it to you even if you leave Denver after tonight."

Edward looks over at Ruby and says "Do you have any requests Miss Ruby? We don't want to forget you."

Ruby looks up at Edward meekly and seems to give a great deal of thought to what she's about to say. "I do have two requests and I think it would be best for the survival of the group. My first request is that we get a written agreement that you won't pursue us or call any blood hunts on us after we give you these serum things. You have to promise that you will have nothing to do with us after we leave Denver. My second request is a bit more personal." Ruby looks down at the floor and fiddles with her dress nervously. "I'd like to know where other Gangrels are, I'd like to know where I can find Racheal."

Edward's face is unreadable while he listens to Ruby's request but when she is finished he laughs "You are quite the little diplomat! I can honor this request as well. I'll even let you guys write it. To show that I invited you here in good faith I will honor your second request here and now." Edward writes something down on a yellow post-it note on his desk and hands it to Ruby who takes it eagerly. "Thank you so much!" Ruby says clasping the paper to her chest.

"So I guess that is all?" Edward says looking over at Duke who nods obediently and walks over to the door of the office opening it for the group to pass through. "Don't take too long please in getting those serums, I can get you a taxi if you don't trust Lacey driving you back."

 

[izillama]

Clover's face lit up appreciatively, "Oh, thank God! A taxi for three, then?" She tipped her head pointedly in Lacey's direction, indicating that the busty nut should stay behind. Really, Lacey made Koln look like an intellectual marvel!

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

Clover's face lit up appreciatively, "Oh, thank God! A taxi for three, then?" She tipped her head pointedly in Lacey's direction, indicating that the busty nut should stay behind. Really, Lacey made Koln look like an intellectual marvel!

"Oh...ok then" Edward says awkwardly, obviously noticing Clover's hostility. "I'll call the cab. If that's all then you can head outside and it should be here shortly."

 

[Strider_Koln]

"Oh...ok then" Edward says awkwardly, obviously noticing Clover's hostility. "I'll call the cab. If that's all then you can head outside and it should be here shortly."

Koln notices Clover tilting her head awkwardly. Ignoring Edward for the moment, he turns to her, "By our Lord, Clover tell me? Are they back? Ze head demons?! Ahhh but I know to fix zhem! Be like a corpse that doesn't move, and don't move..." He mutters as he reaches into his coat pocket... "Oh, it would seem the Devil is a cunning one! He has replaced my gun with ze Socrates! That will not work...

"Oh I know! Monsieur Sparkle!"

He turns facing Edward, "I will need.. how you say.. a very very big uh.. Q-tip. I hate to impose, for a soul-less godless heathen vampire, you have been a nice host, but not nearly as ze host at Mass, no? Perhaps a bit sweeter, but enough with idle discussione', and please produce ze Q-tip so I can poke ze demons out of Clover's hea-"

Koln stops, noticing her icey glare...

"Ah.. I think we are no longer here, no?"

Koln leaves... plenty of leaves...it would be a forest if it wasn't a club, but just as wild and uncharted for this crazy Hero of God.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Koln notices Clover tilting her head awkwardly. Ignoring Edward for the moment, he turns to her, "By our Lord, Clover tell me? Are they back? Ze head demons?! Ahhh but I know to fix zhem! Be like a corpse that doesn't move, and don't move..." He mutters as he reaches into his coat pocket... "Oh, it would seem the Devil is a cunning one! He has replaced my gun with ze Socrates! That will not work...

"Oh I know! Monsieur Sparkle!"

He turns facing Edward, "I will need.. how you say.. a very very big uh.. Q-tip. I hate to impose, for a soul-less godless heathen vampire, you have been a nice host, but not nearly as ze host at Mass, no? Perhaps a bit sweeter, but enough with idle discussione', and please produce ze Q-tip so I can poke ze demons out of Clover's hea-"

Koln stops, noticing her icey glare...

"Ah.. I think we are no longer here, no?"

Koln leaves... plenty of leaves...it would be a forest if it wasn't a club, but just as wild and uncharted for this crazy Hero of God.

OOC: So I assume everyone is leaving then? Going outside to meet the taxi? The taxi with Cane driving?

 

[izillama]

In a huff, Clover walked out past Koln, elbowing past him to lead the way as though she had been the first one to leave the office. After a minute or so of furious strides, she found herself out by the curb, glaring at Koln and Ruby to catch up. Then, she looked out at the line of taxis, wondering which one was theirs...

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Broadstreet

In a huff, Clover walked out past Koln, elbowing past him to lead the way as though she had been the first one to leave the office. After a minute or so of furious strides, she found herself out by the curb, glaring at Koln and Ruby to catch up. Then, she looked out at the line of taxis, wondering which one was theirs...

OOC: As you all head out of the club make me a Spot check.