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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Graf" data-source="post: 3995442" data-attributes="member: 3087">Inside the MansionNice finishes his second phone call and glances over to see Beth and Biggs shaking hands. "Alright" he breaks in, "I've got something I need to do. I've also got instructions to keep a close eye on you. So we're going on a little trip. All of us."He glances around. Just so I don't get any complaining later.... if you stick with me you're following instructions and being good little probationary members of society. And anybody who asks will get that version.He pauses, kneading the back of his skull with thin fingers.If you run off and I have to come find you? Then people will hear that too.Nice heads out toward the car.Nice doesn't break his stride as he leads the group toward the car. "Turns out there's another neonate. Of course the police think she's just a stabbing victim. Chunk of wood right through the heart.Nice continues as he passes through the foyer. Usually, dead body shows up with a stake in it and it gets routed someplace special. Didn't happen this time.Now during the autopsy that stake comes out... Nice looks back over his shoulder at Biggs. If you're lucky, they stop to feed on the coroner and the staff gets them barricaded in the room. Not so lucky? You get a lot of dead bodies.Plus whatever LB does to the Neonate.Outside the MansionThe car that brought Cole and Archer is still idling outside.[sblock=Nice leans down to speak to the driver]Mount Elizabeth is on the list?"Not qualified," mutters the driver, staring listlessly at Nice.Is that no?"Not qualified." the driver asserts plaintively.Nice sighs.[/sblock]Nice pulls open the door of the car and gently pulls out the driver."No! Out of position! Out of position!" The man yells.Just borrowing your wheels. You sit here. OK?"No! No!" for all of his protestations the man struggles little, collapsing on his knees as soon as Nice releases his grip."SHOTGUN!" yells Oscar bounding around the passengers side of the car and sliding in.Nice gestures for the group to get into the back of the car. Just sit tight. This shouldn't take too long.The Back of the CarThe back of <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/graf.douglas/BornIntoDarknessForPCs" target="_blank">the car</a> seats five surprisingly comfortably given how tight it actually is. The divider between the driver's area, where Nice and Oscar, are sitting and the back of the car, is up. The PCs can speak freely without Nice overhearing.[sblock=Due to Nice's "driving skills" the ride is harrowing]Initially, when you're barreling down the hill and scraping the car's underbelly on every rock and root a charitable person might think that Nice is simply rushing. Once you get out onto city streets the truth becomes apparent: Nice's driving is almost indescribably bad. He seems to think that he's participating in a high-speed demolition derby. He reacts to red lights by leaning on the horn and accelerating, cuts off 18-wheelers, and actually clips a police car* at one point.The car's speed exceeds 100 mph for most of the drive, dipping only when he encounters some sort of physical impediment. You're making incredible time though.*=Increasing the sense that you're trapped in some sort of unreal amusement park ride the black-and-white gamely gets out the way and promptly turns off onto a side street. [/sblock][sblock=Diego -- Streetwise] <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1462466/" target="_blank">Diego realizes he's in one of the "Black Cars".</a> The "Black Cars" are infamous among the City's underworld. Rumors abound as to who operates them, from a private taxi service for the City elite, to mobsters, to a top-flight-anything-goes-escort-service. The rumors agree that the cars are 'immune' to the law. They never get pulled over, park where they please and the people riding them purchase drug and women in broad daylight (so to speak) police without molestation.One of Diego's cell mates, Cronkite,  recounted a story about a "guy's cousin I knew" who stole one of the cars, went joyriding and crashed it. Apparently he got away clean, even took a picture (which the cell mate swore he'd seen). About a week later the guy disappeared and then he showed up cleaning public toilets with his tongue.Of course when he told the same story again a few weeks later the same cell mate was insisting the guy was chasing after ambulances in his underwear, barking like a dog. Cronkite could never keep his story straight.[/sblock][sblock=Diego -- Larceny]As he slides into the back of the car Diego can't help but admire the quality of the sound system. There are a lot of really nice speakers. Way to many small little speakers. Diego knows that there isn't really a difference between a microphone and a speaker.Tapping it with his finger doesn't produce a tell tail pop that would suggest the speaker is on. Of course, if this was a really expensive system then it wouldn't do that.Note: Diego got two successes, but I rolled 6 dice, instead of five I'd intended to. Going by the rolls for <a href="http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=3968708&postcount=10" target="_blank">Modifying Rolls</a>, he "loses" the last die (a 9 leaving Diego with one success). So Diego guesses the car is wired for sound, but not whether the system is on.[/sblock][sblock=random aside]How hard is it to get a picture of a car like this that doesn't involve hawt barely-dressed women? Bizarrely difficult.I did some editing, the pictures are SFW btw.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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