Vampire: The Masquerade - Who Wants To Live Forever?

[Strider_Koln]

"Ah, and that is why the Right hand knows what the Left does, Monsieur Morgan. The Lord can forgive all of your sins, no matter how grave. Although, they are truly serious. Making that underage lad get behind ze wheel after he has his lips all over you. You knew he wouldn't remember ze safety belt. Next time you see him, and you will, he is not going anywhere, you must apologize. That, monsieur, is your penance... after you pay moi tab. Bonsoir, and au nom du père, le fils et l'esprit saint."

Father Koln gets up and finds Meredith. "This scene has worn out its welcome. Onto Act 2."

 

[izillama]

Very disgruntled at this point, Clover gave an almost immature kick of her shoe against the carpet of the room, mumbling something that sounded very much like, "F*** Ventrue..."

Sighing in defeat, she walked back over to Horace and composed herself, a little sheepish, "I'm sorry about that. In any case, we came here this evening hoping to track down a certain woman who apparently frequents this establishment by the name of Jillian. Perhaps you've heard of her?"

 

[Tale_Weaver]

"Ah, and that is why the Right hand knows what the Left does, Monsieur Morgan. The Lord can forgive all of your sins, no matter how grave. Although, they are truly serious. Making that underage lad get behind ze wheel after he has his lips all over you. You knew he wouldn't remember ze safety belt. Next time you see him, and you will, he is not going anywhere, you must apologize. That, monsieur, is your penance... after you pay moi tab. Bonsoir, and au nom du père, le fils et l'esprit saint."

Father Koln gets up and finds Meredith. "This scene has worn out its welcome. Onto Act 2."

I think it's fair to say at this point that Nat shows up to get Meredith. She came to pick up Meredith but she'll take Koln to his apartment in Santa Monica as well seeing as he doesn't have a ride.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Very disgruntled at this point, Clover gave an almost immature kick of her shoe against the carpet of the room, mumbling something that sounded very much like, "F*** Ventrue..."

Sighing in defeat, she walked back over to Horace and composed herself, a little sheepish, "I'm sorry about that. In any case, we came here this evening hoping to track down a certain woman who apparently frequents this establishment by the name of Jillian. Perhaps you've heard of her?"

Horace scratches his chin "Gillian...Gillian. Sounds familiar, though I doubt she frequently comes here. She's a Nosferatu. Unfortunately no one has heard anything from the Nosferatu in weeks. What do you need to talk to her for?"

 

[izillama]

Horace scratches his chin "Gillian...Gillian. Sounds familiar, though I doubt she frequently comes here. She's a Nosferatu. Unfortunately no one has heard anything from the Nosferatu in weeks. What do you need to talk to her for?"

"We've been told she might know the whereabouts of another. Do you have any idea why the Nosferatu haven't been by in a while?"

 

[Tale_Weaver]

"We've been told she might know the whereabouts of another. Do you have any idea why the Nosferatu haven't been by in a while?"

Horace says "No one knows about the business of the Nosferatu but the Nosferatu. All I know is that they haven't poked their misshapen heads out of the sewers in quite some time. But I might still be able to help you. I have a contact who might be able to get in touch with them. Give me a few nights, I will contact you however you wish, I take it you have a cell phone?"

 

[izillama]

Clover nodded once, "Absolutely. I'd appreciate it." Finding a piece of paper and pen in her bag, she wrote down her number and handed it over.

Once he took it, Clover gave a little shrug and sigh, "I'm sorry that our bet didn't work out. Perhaps we could challenge him to a do-over on day? My box. My trick." She winked.

"Anyway, I think that my friend and I had best be going. I believe we've taken up enough of your time."

 

[ladymermaid]

I think it's fair to say at this point that Nat shows up to get Meredith. She came to pick up Meredith but she'll take Koln to his apartment in Santa Monica as well seeing as he doesn't have a ride.

Meredith brings Koln with her out to Nat's car, "Come on Koln I'll have Nat give you a ride home, you can hop in back with me."

OOC: The only reason I'm drawing this out is so Koln and Meredith can have a conversation in the car to potentially end in them deciding to connect again later re: whats going on in the game.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Clover nodded once, "Absolutely. I'd appreciate it." Finding a piece of paper and pen in her bag, she wrote down her number and handed it over.

Once he took it, Clover gave a little shrug and sigh, "I'm sorry that our bet didn't work out. Perhaps we could challenge him to a do-over on day? My box. My trick." She winked.

"Anyway, I think that my friend and I had best be going. I believe we've taken up enough of your time."

Lacey puts down a rather antique looking record player that was sitting on a shelf in the corner of the room and steps away from it innocently. "Yes, you heard her. Clover's bed, my trick." she says.

Horace smiles at Clover and says "Well, we can't always win. I too would like to know how he did that, would sure make a great prank to play on foolish vampire hunters! I will let you know when I hear something, good luck!"

On your way out Lacey feels the need to knock on every doorknocker again so Clover can have fun with that. Once in the car Lacey sighs and says "Well...it looks like I'll have to sleep with my landlord to make rent...again..."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Meredith brings Koln with her out to Nat's car, "Come on Koln I'll have Nat give you a ride home, you can hop in back with me."

OOC: The only reason I'm drawing this out is so Koln and Meredith can have a conversation in the car to potentially end in them deciding to connect again later re: whats going on in the game.

OOC: Clover and Lacey just finished up their scene. Clover has Horace looking into the whole Nosferatu Gillian thing. Her and Lacey lost their shirts (not literally unfortunately) in a bet against Houdini.