[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken - Preludes

[Shalimar]

Faith

Esther shrugs, “Yeah you definitely need a shower,” she directs to Cody’s friend. It sounds like Esther is shouting though right into Faith’s ears.

Cody shrugs, “Sure.” The young man goes back to playing the game.

"Whats with the shouting eesh?" Faith says rubbing at her ears, wincing away from Esther.

"So, are there any good games for the Wii out? I still can't believe that they named it that, its just such good joke fodder." the girl says smirking, before turning to Esther, "Do your parents care when we get back tonight? It is Friday night, will they be all strichtand everything?"

 

[Shayuri]

Ari can't help but chuckle at the sound of the screaming. The nervous, slightly embarrassed chuckle of someone who was hearing something that probably should be private. "Holy hell...listen to her. She must be keeping the whole block up. No wonder we got a call."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Piotr waved back, smiling, as he decided what to do with the rest of his evening. He remembered that he had actually intended to go buy a few drinks before calling it a night. He moved along to The Mile High Bar, wondering if it was there that he remembered something about live music happening, or maybe that was another night? By now he might be too late, but the central purpose of a bar wasn't music anyway.

 

[Graf]

Camera instinctively slips to his feet. He moves up against the wall and looks around the doorway into the front hall.

 

[DrZombie]

Drake

A college student, a tall male with already too much to drink in him looks at Drake, “Hey you talking to me dick head? You got a problem with me… because I could have sworn you just said something about my frat brothers…”

The two men with him turn on Drake.

"Now boys, mets not get too hasty here." Drake says, the anger that's been building up inside him for the last couple of days aching to be released.

"I've got a show in a few minutes, so I gotta save my knuckles a bit, but how about this :
You guys go home and play with yourselves for a bit, and you can come back later to get your asses kicked, after my show. How do you feel about that?"

While talking his right hand slipped behind him to grab the heavy ceramic ashtray, getting ready to crush it on the head of the first bozo trying to make a move

 

[Tokiwong]

Ari can't help but chuckle at the sound of the screaming. The nervous, slightly embarrassed chuckle of someone who was hearing something that probably should be private. "Holy hell...listen to her. She must be keeping the whole block up. No wonder we got a call."

“I know,” Richards replies with a sigh. He gets out of the car and heads up the stairs. He says over his shoulder, “You handle the woman, and I will try and keep the husband under control.”

A few neighbors stand on the walkway and see the woman screaming and the man sits on the stairs, bleeding from a head wound. He looks up as you get close, “Thank you god you are here.”

He is Hispanic and the woman looks to be a mix of ethnic backgrounds, but she is screaming loudly in Spanish and English.

Richards starts in to take control of the situation, already making a call for more backup.

Faith

Esther shrugs, “Who cares.”

The boys keep playing their game answering questions and making small talk before the girls leave and head to the party. The party is just getting underway, and the teens have the music going, the booze is flowing, and the popularity race well in full swing.

Esther smiles, “This is going to be a killer party.”

Piotr & Drake

Piotr enters the bar just as two young men get ready to square off.

Drake grabs something hard behind him and seeing the man getting ready to shove him, he shatters the ashtray over the man’s head with a resounding crash. The man collapses to the ground in a heap; one of his buddies grabs the collapsing youth while the other slugs Drake right across the face sending him stumbling back.

The bartender tries to get some order, but it looks like chaos is about to ensue. Drake can feel a well of rage growing in his breast… and a haze of red setting into his vision.

Camera

Camera looks and sees a large black man standing in the door. The man glares down at Jamil and speaks, “I came to speak with your brother, Jamil.”

“Excuse me sir, do I know you?” Jamil replies.

The man replies, “I am your father, and I need to speak with your brother. I won’t say it again.” There is power in those words and Jamil steps aside as the man walks in.

Momma steps into the hallway, “I knew… I knew you would come here. Will you stay for dinner?”

Father replies with a nod and then speaks, “Come out boy, I can smell you.”

 

[Shalimar]

The party is just getting underway, and the teens have the music going, the booze is flowing, and the popularity race well in full swing.

Esther smiles, “This is going to be a killer party.”

"This is going to be soo hot." Faith agrees. The pink haired girl moves through the party saying hi and putting appearances as she moves over the drinks and gets herself a big cup of she didn't even know what. Faith wasn't straight edge or anything like that, she loved to have fun and be the center of attention. With her cup in hand she started to move to the music, shaking her body in time with the music, getting lost in it.

OOC: Not sure if there is a roll involved in the socializing but Socialize 3 + Presence 3 + Striking Looks 2 = 8 dice

 

[Shayuri]

Ari quickly follows the sound of the woman's voice to where she is. She doesn't try to physically control her yet, trying to defuse the situation first. She stands between the woman and the husband, and tries to make eye contact.

"Ma'am, please! Calm down. The police are here, everything's going to be all right. Just...stop shouting and calm down. You're safe now."

 

[DrZombie]

Piotr & Drake

Piotr enters the bar just as two young men get ready to square off.

Drake grabs something hard behind him and seeing the man getting ready to shove him, he shatters the ashtray over the man’s head with a resounding crash. The man collapses to the ground in a heap; one of his buddies grabs the collapsing youth while the other slugs Drake right across the face sending him stumbling back.

The bartender tries to get some order, but it looks like chaos is about to ensue. Drake can feel a well of rage growing in his breast… and a haze of red setting into his vision.

Drake ignores the weight of the blade hanging behind his back, though it calls to him with the sweet sound of retribution. He wipes the blood from his face and grinns.

"C'mon frat boys, three of you against me, that's just more arse for me to kick".

And with a roar, he launches himself into the guy that just punched him, using his fists, ellbows, knees and forehead to hit every part of his opponent that looks as if it might hurt, hoping to take him out of the fight as soon as possible.

 

[Graf]

Camera moves out into view. He's hunched over low to the ground though, head turned sideways so he can keep the man in view.

Lacking a father was hardly an uncommon thing; Camera had never felt a pressing need for one. But it was something new. And Camera was nothing if not curious. He found himself eyeing the big man from the soles of his shoes to the top of his head.