Vampire: The Masquerade - Who Wants To Live Forever?

[Tale_Weaver]

The Brewery 2:25am

Meredith eyes Christopher with annoyance. Men really were all the same-undead or not apparently. "Hello Christopher. Do you really?" She says with all of the sweetness she can muster. "I really would like to get to know some other gangrels. Do you know any I could meet? "

Christopher's eyes brighten and a playful smile crosses his face "Maaaybe. You're lucky to have spoken to me first you know, talking like that I'd think you were embraced yesterday! I'll bring you to a Gangrel if you give me a way to contact you after this meeting. A phone number or an email perhaps?"

 

[izillama]

Clover
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You can't tell if it's real or fake.
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Lacey, still pointing the gun at the man bounces up and down and says "Ooh ooh, can I see, can I see it?"

The man says "I won't tell you anything, I want my sword back and I want to leave here. It's foolish for us to be standing out in the middle of the road like this. Don't vampires have more sense than this?"

Clover pointedly ignored Lacey's begging and regarded the man, "Says the man who was just brandishing his katana at us, in the middle of the road, and who just threw himself in front of our car to stop us? You dare question our actions?"

She laughed, a low and sinister sound. However, she did understand that perhaps this self-proclaimed "vampire killer" might have just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He clearly wasn't afraid of them, but she could sense his genuine want to get away from them.

Shrugging, she held the katana out in front of herself to show him; resting the blade on her left palm and the grip on her right. She gave the man a look that brooked no argument, "Well, on the bright side for you, my friend and I initially got out of that truck because we worried that we had hurt you, not because we were keeping a running tally of how many men we had mowed down in one night. We're not given to needless killing, so relax a little. Here, how about a trade? Give us your name and your purpose, and I'll give you back you little toy. Hm? Then we'll all get off the road a lot quicker and you can go back to... whatever it was you were doing walking down the darkened streets of L.A. with such an archaic weapon."

 

[ladymermaid]

Christopher's eyes brighten and a playful smile crosses his face "Maaaybe. You're lucky to have spoken to me first you know, talking like that I'd think you were embraced yesterday! I'll bring you to a Gangrel if you give me a way to contact you after this meeting. A phone number or an email perhaps?"

O God he is far to easily excited. "I'll give you my email, my phones always on the fritz, although I was hoping there might be someone here." Directing the conversation back to who Meredith was trying to talk to, she looks to Gregory, "Do you know of any gangrel's Professor?"

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Santa Monica 2:25a

Clover pointedly ignored Lacey's begging and regarded the man, "Says the man who was just brandishing his katana at us, in the middle of the road, and who just threw himself in front of our car to stop us? You dare question our actions?"

She laughed, a low and sinister sound. However, she did understand that perhaps this self-proclaimed "vampire killer" might have just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He clearly wasn't afraid of them, but she could sense his genuine want to get away from them.

Shrugging, she held the katana out in front of herself to show him; resting the blade on her left palm and the grip on her right. She gave the man a look that brooked no argument, "Well, on the bright side for you, my friend and I initially got out of that truck because we worried that we had hurt you, not because we were keeping a running tally of how many men we had mowed down in one night. We're not given to needless killing, so relax a little. Here, how about a trade? Give us your name and your purpose, and I'll give you back you little toy. Hm? Then we'll all get off the road a lot quicker and you can go back to... whatever it was you were doing walking down the darkened streets of L.A. with such an archaic weapon."

Lacey whimpers at Clover's rejection.

The man relaxes and says "Fine, I'll trade. My name is Kyle, my business is my own. As for my purpose well...do any of us really know what our purpose is? All I can say is that these streets are going to be getting a lot more dangerous. There are a lot of outsiders coming into the city. I've said enough, please hand over the sword and we can forget all about each other."

 

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Clover whirled on Lacey, snapping testily, "Fine! You can look for a moment! God...!" Then she carefully handed the katana over to Lacey and looked back at Kyle. If what he told them was true, then she found it a bit unsettling that he would know more than herself, given she had spent the past nine months in this city. Wielding a katana or no (and very confused about committing to a battle or no), Kyle might be someone they should keep in touch with, if possible.

She spoke warily, "I'll give you your katana back and let you leave. But might you be willing to tell me a little more about these outsiders at another time? In somewhere more discreet than the middle of the road?"

OOC: Sense motive on Kyle.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Santa Monica 2:25a

Clover whirled on Lacey, snapping testily, "Fine! You can look for a moment! God...!" Then she carefully handed the katana over to Lacey and looked back at Kyle. If what he told them was true, then she found it a bit unsettling that he would know more than herself, given she had spent the past nine months in this city. Wielding a katana or no (and very confused about committing to a battle or no), Kyle might be someone they should keep in touch with, if possible.

She spoke warily, "I'll give you your katana back and let you leave. But might you be willing to tell me a little more about these outsiders at another time? In somewhere more discreet than the middle of the road?"

OOC: Sense motive on Kyle.

Clover
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You feel that he is being honest with you but he's holding back information(duh). You also get a sense of confidence in his voice, he's not afraid of you despite the fact that you have his weapon.
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Lacey bounces with excitement as Clover hands her the sword. She turns it over in her hands and does her own Malkavian authenticity check which includes looking at her reflection in the blade, tapping it against her shoe, licking it and finally biting it.

Kyle says "Perhaps, if you are meant to be involved then we will meet again. Until then I suggest you stay out of it as vampires have no business in these matters. Now let me have the sword back before this woman defiles it anymore."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Brewery 2:25am

O God he is far to easily excited. "I'll give you my email, my phones always on the fritz, although I was hoping there might be someone here." Directing the conversation back to who Meredith was trying to talk to, she looks to Gregory, "Do you know of any gangrel's Professor?"

OOC: The professor is presumably involved in a conversation with Koln, since Mike doesn't have power and can't post, we'll have to hold off on moving forward with your scene.

Christopher takes Meredith's email. He smiles and says creepily "Oh thank you, I'm sure I'll put this to good use!"

"Now about my end of the deal. There is one Gangrel here, let me introduce you." Christopher takes Meredith by the hand and leads her over to a vampire sitting in the far back corner away from everyone else. He's a stocky black man, bald with a scar over his left eye. Christopher says "Meredith, this is Skelter. Skelter, Meredith. She says she wants to meet 'other Gangrels', perhaps you can shed some light on this issue. I'll just hang with the rest of the crew until Juggler gets here." Christopher walks back over to the crowd.

Skelter says "Juggler...man, must be real if he's gonna be here! Hey, Meredith you new around here? I don't think I've ever seen you around."

 

[izillama]

Clover
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You feel that he is being honest with you but he's holding back information(duh). You also get a sense of confidence in his voice, he's not afraid of you despite the fact that you have his weapon.
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Lacey bounces with excitement as Clover hands her the sword. She turns it over in her hands and does her own Malkavian authenticity check which includes looking at her reflection in the blade, tapping it against her shoe, licking it and finally biting it.

Kyle says "Perhaps, if you are meant to be involved then we will meet again. Until then I suggest you stay out of it as vampires have no business in these matters. Now let me have the sword back before this woman defiles it anymore."

Clover gave Kyle one last, searching look before nodding her head in assent, "Very well. Suit yourself. Never let it be said I'm not a woman of my word. Lacey?"

Carefully, she removed the blade from Lacey's grip, the Malkavian now seeming more satisfied for having inspected it. Slowly, she held the katana out to Kyle by the handle, a genuine smile managing to curve her features, "Here you are, as promised. It seems our truck didn't do you much damage, but in the future, could you please refrain from walking in traffic?"

Handing the katana over, she stepped back in line with Lacey, finally putting her own gun away. She nodded at Kyle, hoping he would get the hint that he should be the first one to walk away, "Perhaps we'll meet again. Good evening, Kyle."

 

[Strider_Koln]

Koln
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Christopher's aura is a pale muddy green: Jealousy, resentment, feeling like a victim of the world; blaming self or others; insecurity and low self-esteem; lack of understanding personal responsibility; sensitive to perceived criticism.

Gregory's Aura is pale violet: The most sensitive and wisest of colors. This is the intuitive color in the aura, and reveals psychic power of attunement with self. Intuitive, visionary, futuristic, idealistic, artistic, magical.
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Gregory takes the pipe from his mouth. He looks very much like your stereotypical professor/librarian, he is bald with a fringe of white hair and a mustache. He says "Oh, a scholar are we? I am a socialogist. My studies focus on primitive societies and how they govern themselves. I must say, our situation in LA here is the perfect laboratory for my research. Who am I speaking with by the way?"

Father Koln regains his senses... It would seem that Damsel hit him SO hard, that it put out his lights... and most the lights along the East Coast for a few days as it were...

"Ah monsieur, I am Father Kolnyr Clergue, ah just 'Father Koln' would suffice. I was ordained and trained in Montaillou, a small village in Southern France, and have served across America... And do not worry. For though you are an admitted 'sociopath', I am here to hear your sins and help with penance. Before confession though, may I ask what is this "situation" that you speak of? How can there be such tumult in ze City of Angels?"

As he talks, he sits down at the Professor's table. While he is fully relaxed and listening intently, he carefully heeds his heightened senses.

 

[ladymermaid]

OOC: The professor is presumably involved in a conversation with Koln, since Mike doesn't have power and can't post, we'll have to hold off on moving forward with your scene.

Christopher takes Meredith's email. He smiles and says creepily "Oh thank you, I'm sure I'll put this to good use!"

"Now about my end of the deal. There is one Gangrel here, let me introduce you." Christopher takes Meredith by the hand and leads her over to a vampire sitting in the far back corner away from everyone else. He's a stocky black man, bald with a scar over his left eye. Christopher says "Meredith, this is Skelter. Skelter, Meredith. She says she wants to meet 'other Gangrels', perhaps you can shed some light on this issue. I'll just hang with the rest of the crew until Juggler gets here." Christopher walks back over to the crowd.

Skelter says "Juggler...man, must be real if he's gonna be here! Hey, Meredith you new around here? I don't think I've ever seen you around."

Meredith eyes Skelter, well he was not her sire, but she had already surveyed the room earlier and not found him so that was not a surprise. She knew she would have to start somewhere if she were to learn anything more about "herself", the Gangrels and her sire. "You probably would not have. I'm not one for mingling with...everyone. Unfortunately my sire was not very forthcoming with information...or anything for that matter when he made me. I've learned a little here and there but I thought meeting another Gangrel and learning a bit about my own clan and our special...attributes, would be helpful to me."