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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 833375" data-attributes="member: 9942">Frederick Douglas Memorial Cemetery, Staten IslandWednesday 11th December, 2002Distracted by the gruesome scene, the officer didn't react while the Kindred approached, stepping carefully in the spaces amidst the fleshy ruin, until Gabriel's voice ground away the silence. He spun to look at the Kindred, snapping up the light as he did so and the glare stole the neonate's sight for a clutch of seconds, leaving ghostly afterimages spinning across his vision. "How'd you get in here? Who in the hell are you? Don't come any closer." The man was close to, if not already on the verge of panic by the tone of his voice, but in his near-blind state, Gabriel couldn't make out the details of his face.(OOC - Max dex/stealth vs Brandt per/alertness diff7 - 10,10,10,4 vs 6,5,4,2,2 = 3 Max nets 3 successes; Max per/investigation diff7 - 9,8,7,5,2 = 3 successes) Maxwell was quick to take advantage of the diversion Gabriel provided, skirting the small space and crouching behind any and all available cover as he worked his way aroubd and about. His path took him to the broken paving slabs, heaped together by the side of the path. The putrid-meat stench was overpowering in any event and only intensified by his proximity to the earth and its exhumed charges. Dark liquid stains were apparant on the concrete, and oozed out from under the pile, slowly now, as if in the process of clotting. There wasn't - couldn't be - space for a person under the heap, or rather, not for an adult... Realisation began to crystalise in Max's mind, a chilling knowledge that made the winter wind seem inviting by comparison.(OOC - Nikolai self-control 7,6,6,6 = 4 successes; frenzy averted) The heat of the memory subsided, yet in setting it aside, was Nikolai rejecting her..? The thought was almost enough to spark the beast to action again; it roiled once and was still, for the time being. As Nikolai had expected, dreaded and hoped for all at the same time, the verse was written in blood; spidery-thin letters that were difficult to make out on the wood to the naked eye. French, this time, or a dialect thereof...(OOC - Nikolai int/linguistics - 7,6,6,5,5,4 = 3 successes) While he couldn't read the language perfectly, his experiences in the romance family lead him to a creeping conclusion; through the metaphor of the first stanza, the poem spoke in the second of the danger of a love that started only to protect and ceased to nurture, of obsession turned lethal.</blockquote>

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