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Koln places his hat on the nearby dresser, telling Clover to sleep well and wishing her nothing but pleasant dreams. He then turns to Ruby and struggles to say what is on his mind, "Well Ruby... about tonight... er... just don't die, okay? Not at least before... well, before we spar! I noticed that reverse punch you attempted on that golem, didn't know the Amish trained their girls to fight with such form! Well...uh... goodnight!" Koln nods, crosses his arms over his chest like a corpse, and promptly falls back onto the floor and rolls under Clover's bed, the priest disappearing in his little "coffin." A short time later Socrates scurries out from under the bed, takes a pillow into its mouth and pulls it back under the bed with him.

Koln's eyes shut as he curses himself mentally for not being more verbally graceful with Ruby, did he just tell her 'Dont die so I can fight you'?! That is really not what he meant at all; he meant so much more...
 

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As per Aly's request:

You all have a peaceful slumber after last night's events. Clover wakes up to find that it is 5pm and the sun should just starting to set. She sees Ruby sleeping peacufuly in her bed and there is no sound coming from Koln's "coffin".

Clover uses 1 Willpower point to rise early (9 left) and 1 bloodpoint (9 left).
 

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It was dark and Mindy was there. In all her red-headed, Texan glory. Smiling. Laughing. Joking. But it was just dark. No place. No setting. Just matte blackness.
Clover sat with Mindy, a blank look on her face. They sat on stools. Like two puppets in a play. One disgustingly animated and bubbly. The other limp and dead looking.
And darkness.
Clover didn't covet her.
This girl held no interest for her. But her instincts... Vampire? Ventrue? Who knew? They were taking over. Telling her to go in for the kill.
Not a real kill. A mental one.
Kill Mindy's mind.
Mindy continued to laugh and smile and joke when Clover found herself holding up her hand. Feign Jedi mind trick. She spread her fingers out, as though grabbing for Mindy's face. They were covered in blood. Clover heard her own Commanding words as though from a distant source. The puppeteer.
"Drink my blood."
Mindy stopped speaking and Clover saw her eyes darken. Not mirrors, now. Dull orbs. Her outstretched hand, still pointed at Mindy's face, began to leak blood. She wasn't sure from where.
But Mindy obliged. In a stupor, she grabbed Clover's hand and went in for the taste...
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Clover found herself rising from her dream quickly, and she was surprised to see that it was 5pm and that the sun was only just setting.
The room was deathly quiet (no breathing) and she was happy to see that Koln and Ruby were still asleep. She hadn't wanted to face them, anyway.
But the dream still rang in her mind. She had been thinking of it since Tony had mentioned how to subdue others through blood. It sickened her to think of doing it, but the fact was that having Mindy as her--she wouldn't say slave!--"helper" would be quite useful. Especially with the recent bank business they were asked to embark on.
But she couldn't stomach the idea of having Mindy take her blood directly.
As Clover rose and dressed, she thought about it until she had her plan. How she could subdue Mindy without feeling as bad.
She reached under her bed, past the sleeping Koln and found the cool glass of a bottle of vintage red wine. Walking to the bathroom, she locked herself in a shower stall as she poured out half the bottle, then took a razor blade she had grabbed from her desk out and held up her wrist.
She hoped this would work the way she was thinking!
Clover barely flinched as she pressed the blade into her skin, finding a vein and digging deep until her own blood flowed freely. She was surprised at its redness. As she watched it drip fast towards the drain beneath her feet, she had a momentary vision--consideration--of letting it continue to flow until it was gone. Until she had passed on.
Koln would never forgive her.
Continuing with her plan, she held up the wine bottle and placed her wrist over the mouth of it, watching her blood pour inside. She flexed her hand, giving her a rush as she lost too much at once. It was somehow satisfying.
When there was enough to look like she had already taken a sip of the bottle and the bottle was nearly full, she withdrew her arm and began to suck on the wound, finding that it healed quickly. She corked the bottle.
'Don't think about Mindy anymore. Just think about your goal.'
She pushed all thoughts from her mind as she returned to her room for two wine glasses and soon found herself knocking at Mindy's door.
 

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Continuing with her plan, she held up the wine bottle and placed her wrist over the mouth of it, watching her blood pour inside. She flexed her hand, giving her a rush as she lost too much at once. It was somehow satisfying.
When there was enough to look like she had already taken a sip of the bottle and the bottle was nearly full, she withdrew her arm and began to suck on the wound, finding that it healed quickly. She corked the bottle.
'Don't think about Mindy anymore. Just think about your goal.'
She pushed all thoughts from her mind as she returned to her room for two wine glasses and soon found herself knocking at Mindy's door.

Clover
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Walking through the halls you find yourself grateful that there are no windows in the rather dreary dorm. When you knock on Mindy's door a typically cheerful Mindy is there to greet you.
"Hey Angie, how was your little rendezvous last night? You looked like you were having fun!" she says winking and smiling at you.

She looks at the wine bottle and glasses in your hands "What is that for? Here to make a confession are we?" She opens the door wider and motions for you to come in. You can see through the window that the sun is still peeking over the horizon and spilling small rays of orange into a small corner of the dorm room.
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She reached under her bed, past the sleeping Koln and found the cool glass of a bottle of vintage red wine.

Koln grumbles as Clover's hand touches his shoulder. He weakly fumbles about, grabbing the bottle of wine and handing to Clover, mumbling an uncharacteristically menacing and deep tone, "Here you go..."


Koln's happy dream time because I'm in class early and am bored!
[sblock] The forest of Montaillou was particularly dark tonight as Koln hurried back home. He was carrying an armful of freshly cut wood, you can tell the wood was particularly fresh in how purple its scales were and how lemony fresh it smelled to him. He did not have time to stop and admire his lot, he needed to hurry back to the hovel on the moon where his beloved Ruby and suicidal little sister Clover would be waiting. Hurry, no time to waste, the train by the old factory is leaving soon, the old man will not wait!
"Oomph!" Koln mutters as he trips over a branch. At the end of the branch is a large glowing sign flashing "WELCOME TO DENVER! POPULATION: A LOT OF PEOPLE BEFORE ALL THE :):):):)IN' VAMPIRES MOVED IN!"

Rubbing his sore knee for a moment he stands and hastens to collect his wood before- great, it is already too late, as the black feathery fingers belonging to the owls under the soil creep up to the surface and violently pull the wood through the mud.

"Dear God, they'll drown!" Koln exclaims, only to be interrupted by a deep loud laughter nearby. Forgetting about the wood, Koln walks to the nearest tree and peers inside, finding the source of the sound. Inside the tree is an expansive laboratory, sickly hues of red and green dominate the room, contorting off of the red vials and making grotesque images on the wall that twist, contort, play bridge, raise armies, make nuclear war, mass genocide, :):):):) and frolic, eat nails, and wave "hi" to Koln.

Before Koln could respond a hunched figure creeps out from under a table of red vials, blood dribbling down his white robe, mask, and "Dr. Thodt" nametag. The corners of his mouth are visible as he laughs and speaks,
"You... are my number one... Guy!" He explains, taking Koln uncomfortably by his shoulders. "Although... you are completely bat-:):):):)!" The mad doctor throws his own head back, as if to laugh heartily, with such force that Koln worries it will fall off! Instead, starting from two small holes in his neck, the mad scientist's body has rows of flames engulf him. Painfully shrieking, the scientist dances about on the floor as Koln coldly looks on, somehow not feeling the slightest bit of an impulse to help. Once the flames subside, in the ashes is the clear message: "Koln + Lacy Forever!" with a heart around it.
As Koln turns to leave the tree's womb, as doors normally do, the doors swing shut and scream in familiar childrens' voices. Once the elevator has stopped on the bottom floor, Koln walks out onto the highschool basketball court.

"HEADS UP!" A voice exclaims as Koln flinches and in time catches a basketball that was aimed at his head. Peering behind the ball Koln sees a strange man in an old-school basketball uniform spinning three balls on his shoulders and knee. "MY NAME'S LEROY SMITH! AND IM HERE TO MOTIVATE YOU! TO BE THE BEST MALKAVIAN YOU CAN BE! IN TIME WITH MY PROGRAM YOU WILL BE ABLE TO
MOTIVIZE (BLUE LIGHTNING FLASH!)
VISUALIZE (RED LIGHTNING FLASH)
AND REALIZE! (WHITE LIGHTNING FLASH)
what goes on in people's heads, from then you, like my protoge, can
:):):):)ERIZE (RED WHITE AND BLUE LIGHTNING FLASH)
with peoples' heads!" He then tosses all three balls into the air, leaps, and while in midair dunks one by one of the balls through the nearest hoop. "HEADKETBALL ANYONE?!"
Koln looks down at his hands, now finding the basketball replaced with the head of Count Chocula, the chocolatey blood streaming down his fingers... Koln looks up at Leroy, whom is still hanging on the hoop, and smiles sinisterly "I'm in.... er, motivize me."
Leroy then pulls himself up through the hoop and climbs ontop of it, balancing on the rim as he walks around it, "Now now now, You know what to do! Find Lacy! FIND HER!"
"But where is sh-"
"FIND HER!"
"Ok great but where is sh-"
"DO IT!"
"Yeah bu-"
"DID YA FIND HER YET?! SHE'S GOT PIGTAILS!! USE YOUR HEAD!"
"My he-?"
"SH! DONT SAY IT! WE ALREADY SAID IT ENOUGH TIMES FOR THE WORLD TO BE CREATED! AH HA!! MAKE YOU PANCAKES!!"
"I do like pancakes...."
Koln and Leroy sit down to a hearty pancake breakfast in the middle of the basketball court.
"MAGIC MISSLE CASTING MOTHER:):):):)ERZ NEVER GIMMIE ENOUGH STRAWBERRY SYRUP!"[/sblock]

Koln's eyelids shoot wide open. He is not sure who said it... but he now knows what must be done. He pokes his head out from under the bed and looks around, disappointed that Clover's not there. He whispers audibly upwards, "Pst, Ruby, you awake?.... Hm guess not..." He feels his pocket, noticing it's empty. In the corner sits Socrates who, for some reason, is transfixed on the door. "Aw... someone miss Clover?" Socrates shoots Koln back a look as if to suggest, "You idiot... she will make tools of you all."
 

Oh heck why not. "Enter Ruby dream sequence!"
Ruby didn't know what to think of the awkwardness between her and Koln last night. He acted completely opposite from when she awakened from torpor. She hoped that sleep would ease her mind a bit...
Once again she found herself in deep woods where moonlit trees were endless and the sounds of singing crickets filled her ears. It sounded comforting to be amongst the wildlife. Suddenly, her head started to hurt and she could feel the hunger burn her veins and throat. Ruby took in the scent of the air. Pine and must came in though her nasal passages first, but then a familiar smell, deer. Almost instantaneously, she sprinted in that direction.
Within a few minutes she spotted the deer, a doe who was still grazing. Ruby's eyes glowed and her mouth twisted to a toothy grin. She launched herself fully at the deer. Grappling her to the ground and clawing at the thick fur like a lioness. Her nails surprisingly changed to long knife-like claws. Chunks of flesh flew in the air, all over her dress and against the trees, crimson became an exaggerated fountain-like champagne. Ruby clamped her mouth against the deer's neck to quell her vocal anguish... Once she had drained her, she stood up and once again looked at her clawed hands. She felt a mixture of power and disgust at the wretched ugly talons and their malice. She clutched at her red hair with them in shame..

Meanwhile...
Ruby is seen flailing her arms in the air around her in her sleep and grinning a toothy grin as if to grab floating deers and other prey. She tosses a pillow in one hand and is reaching with the other.
 
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Clover
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Walking through the halls you find yourself grateful that there are no windows in the rather dreary dorm. When you knock on Mindy's door a typically cheerful Mindy is there to greet you.
"Hey Angie, how was your little rendezvous last night? You looked like you were having fun!" she says winking and smiling at you.

She looks at the wine bottle and glasses in your hands "What is that for? Here to make a confession are we?" She opens the door wider and motions for you to come in. You can see through the window that the sun is still peeking over the horizon and spilling small rays of orange into a small corner of the dorm room.
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For a moment, Clover doubted herself. She saw the orange sun idling in the room beyond and felt her lips begin to pull back, her teeth begin to bear. But then, she caught what she was doing. No use making Mindy fear her.
She feigned a smile and embarrassment. Feigned discomfort, covering her cheek with a hand as though trying to hide a blush, "Heh, well, maybe."
She allowed Mindy to lead her into the room and sat next to the girl on the bed.
'Details. Details. Gotta make this good. Gotta make her drink... Hm... jump right in.'
A silence fell between them, and then Clover laid it on thick. Calling upon all of her acting skills.

(insert juicy PG-13 rated story here. I don't feel like writing it out)

At one point during her very juicy, very sexy (Dave and Mike get your heads out of the gutter!) story, Clover pretended to act overwhelmed with embarrassment and began to pour two glasses of "wine."
She smiled, "I'm sorry, Mindy, there's just so much to tell! Drink?"
Apprehensively, she held out a glass to Mindy while she began to sip from her own (full well knowing she might throw it back up but willing to take the chance in order to get Mindy to drink).

(I forget how I can keep food down for an hour or so? Do I roll? Is it a Blush of Health effect? etc.)
 

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At one point during her very juicy, very sexy (Dave and Mike get your heads out of the gutter!) story, Clover pretended to act overwhelmed with embarrassment and began to pour two glasses of "wine."
She smiled, "I'm sorry, Mindy, there's just so much to tell! Drink?"
Apprehensively, she held out a glass to Mindy while she began to sip from her own (full well knowing she might throw it back up but willing to take the chance in order to get Mindy to drink).

(I forget how I can keep food down for an hour or so? Do I roll? Is it a Blush of Health effect? etc.)

Well you wouldn't have to roll to drink or eat but there is a feat for that. Since you don't have it you need to spend a bloodpoint to do that. Also, I'm going to roll a Bluff check for you to see how well you fool Mindy.

Clover Bluff Check (DC: 11)
1d20+5 → [14,5] = (19)

Clover uses 1 bloodpoint to eat and drink. She has 8 left.

Mindy soaks in every word as she listens intently to Clover's story. The sun slowly disappears over the horizon and Clover feels as if she is saying goodbye to an old friend, thankful that Mindy didn't give her any trouble about sitting in a dark corner of the room.

Mindy takes the glass from Clover. "Wow, you had some night didn'tcha? I knew you had it in ya!" She looks at the glass and shrugs "I'm not much of a wine drinker, but heck! Cheers!" she then takes a sip that is more like a gulp, drinking most of the glass. "It's not like you ta drink. I mean, I tried my darndest and had no luck with ya! Did the boys get ya ta drink?"

Mindy Will Save
1d20-1 → [5,-1] = (4)




Looks like the seduction is setting in!
 

Meanwhile...
Ruby is seen flailing her arms in the air around her in her sleep and grinning a toothy grin as if to grab floating deers and other prey. She tosses a pillow in one hand and is reaching with the other.

Koln starts to crawl out from under the bed, intending to go find Clover, but is smacked in the face by a wayward pillow. He growls but stifles himself, noticing that Ruby is still asleep. "Ah... what was it again... Ruby is on the Wilde Jagd it seems... although I'd sooner confront all of Wutan's pagan army than confront THAT fury. " Koln smiles and carefully moves the pillow back under her head. He sits in the corner, watching Ruby sleep, hunt, kill, be a total gangrel in her slumber, wishing to himself there was someway he could come with her in her dreams... if only he could figure it out, how to get into people's heads... he would then get into that Stephenie Meyer's head, lay some dynamite and BaBoom!! conspiracy over! Brilliant!
 

Mindy soaks in every word as she listens intently to Clover's story. The sun slowly disappears over the horizon and Clover feels as if she is saying goodbye to an old friend, thankful that Mindy didn't give her any trouble about sitting in a dark corner of the room.

Mindy takes the glass from Clover. "Wow, you had some night didn'tcha? I knew you had it in ya!" She looks at the glass and shrugs "I'm not much of a wine drinker, but heck! Cheers!" she then takes a sip that is more like a gulp, drinking most of the glass. "It's not like you ta drink. I mean, I tried my darndest and had no luck with ya! Did the boys get ya ta drink?"

Clover felt the wine mixed with blood wash down her throat and was surprised when she didn't vomit. She was more surprised when Mindy drank the same wine and didn't say it tasted like iron. Hm... maybe only Clover could notice...?
At Mindy's words, Clover feigned indignant New York City princess (a game that she and Mindy used to engage in, making fun of each other's background). She tipped her wineglass delicately to the air, pinky up, and finished off the liquid, pretending to say haughtily, "Don't be ridiculous! Of course I drink wine. It's in my blood!" 'And my blood is in it.'
She tried not to think about that second part.
Instead, she refilled her own glass and reached over to refill Mindy's as well, saying off-handedly, "Whatever. I could use a good drink after last night." She tipped the glass in salute towards Mindy, then proceeded to sip hers slowly, looking at Mindy over the rim and hoping that the girl continued to be the glutton for alcohol that Clover had always known her to be.

Bluff
1d20+5 → [10,5] = (15)
 

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