One: Blood

KCC

Apr 23, 2023 8:14 am
Bloodhttps://i.imgur.com/vyzDwqf.jpg
Rebel souls… Deserters we are called… Chose a gun… And threw away the sun...
The sudden barking of dogs draws your attention to the alleyway just outside. The heavy thread of running feet can be heard before the package even hits the inside doorstep of your ‘office.’ The metallic clang of knocked over trash cans in the distance; the final impotent barks and then silence.

The package is thin; no bigger than a small book, but immaculately punk. A brilliantly yellow cardboard envelope, with red splashes of color now sits by the front door. Emblazoned, loud and proud, are the words:

Don’t Forget
To Like
And Subscribe
OOC:
Short and sweet to get us moving. Introduce your characters and tell us a little bit about what leads/plans you had for tonight… until this fell into your lap.
Apr 23, 2023 10:21 am
Xavier was just stepping out for a smoke when the he sees the package on the step and hears sounds of someone retreating in the distance.

"Why is it so hard to use the mailbox?" he mutters as he lights up a cigarette. He drags, puffs it out, then bends over to pick up the envelope. He turns it over, checks the weight, gives it a few experimental squeezes, checks for any poweder residue. Being a hit man, he had come to take care with all manner of death delivery systems. Mail bombs, letters laced with ricin, plenty of ways to dispatch someone through a small package. Finishing his cigarette and his inspection, he heads back inside to inform the others. Hopefully this was nothing important, he had a Quantum Leap marathon to get back to.
Apr 24, 2023 6:05 am
Galaine is inside, and looks up from the wooden chair he's seated in when Xavier comes in with the envelope. Closing the small, leather-bound book he's been reading, the temporal castaway fixes his dark eyes on the object. He's wearing the worn brown cloak that he nearly always favors, at least at night -- the one that conceals the oiled leather and steel of his armor beneath. The knight errant often wished it concealed more, but as long as the shadows were long it usually did the trick.

"What do you possess, there?" he asks the assassin. "Lo, one of the many levies that this city insinuates upon its denizens? Will we have no electric light on the morrow?"
Apr 24, 2023 8:55 am
Brydon wakes with a start, somehow his grasp on the bottle in his hand only now releasing the half-full vessel to drop on the ground. "Shit," he says, standing. The door? he wonders, thinking he heard something. He takes one step, knocking over another bottle - this one, thankfully, empty. "Goddamit," he swears, frowning, and goes to open the door. There, he finds a yellow envelope, which he bends to pick up before looking briefly outside the door. He triple-locks the entrance before heading back to his chair - an grungy, faded thing that couldn't be less than 30 years old - and sat himself down. His sock found the edge of the beer puddle he had just created and he quickly pulled it away, annoyed with himself.

He holds the envelope in his hands and narrows his eyes, studying it: the typeface, the construction of the envelope, everything. His eyes look up, studying the wall in front of him for several minutes. A television used to sit there, but he moved it months ago to make room.

https://preview.redd.it/2qppjwompqx41.png?width=670&format=png&auto=webp&s=7c9eec90e46cc2c7dde4b87bb9c9bee24ca17270

After several moments, he convinces himself the envelope probably doesn't contain a lethal dose of anthrax and opens it up with care.
OOC:
I'm opting for the solo scene on this, I hope that's ok. I have in my head that Brydon has recently become certain of supernatural elements active in the city/world, but hasn't involved himself yet. A simple call to action could have him intersect with the others quickly. If anything here doesn't work, or needs to be modified, let me know and I'll adjust as needed.
Apr 24, 2023 10:24 am
'That had better be for one of you two. I had plans for tonight. Info gathering.' Luci speaks from the door frame of the room she had just emerged from. She was dressed up with a leather jacket and light punk style.

'Info gathering' was her excuse for a night out in the town drinking and definiteky not swindling those a but too tipsy to keep hold of their money. Sometimes she learned about some sort of monster or supernatural occurrence that she would report back.

She contributed just enough that the others would keep her around. While she wasn't a fan of getting in danger and fighting monsters she found there were benefits to sticking around a hit-man and knight.

She eyes the envelope Xaviar is holding. It looked to bright or flashy to be good news. '.. Maybe I should wait in the other room. Just in case it explodes.' She speaks the words casually, rather than with any actually worry.

KCC

Apr 24, 2023 1:04 pm
Satisfied that the thing won’t kill you, at least not immediately, you turn it over and yank across the tear strip. Some of the packaging falls to the floor, littering your feet with strips of old recycled newspaper.

Before long, a single piece of card is in your hand. You discard the brilliant yellow envelope and turn the thing over. No bigger than a playing card, one side is emblazoned with some instantly recognizable imagery.

https://i.imgur.com/Pg8DbuR.jpg

The other side consists of a black on white QR code, with a solitary red ‘M’ beneath it.
https://i.imgur.com/S9RsVBk.pngM
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For those of you from this century, it all clicks together. The manicured punk aesthetic… it’s Michelle; Dark City’s latest social media darling. Some say she’s the real deal, while others are convinced she’s controlled opposition. Whatever the case, even you’ve heard mention of her.
Apr 24, 2023 9:04 pm
'Okay maybe a can wait to leave for a couple of minutes' Lucille gets noticeably more interested in the card as she recognises the logo. 'Did you spot others. It could be a marketing campaign?' Even as she speaks she pulls out her phone to can the the code before suddenly pausing her sense catching up with her.

'Professor X, you got a spare phone? One that doesn't mind being bricked.' The nickname rolls off her tongue, a habit her colleagues would have had to get used to.
Apr 25, 2023 12:04 am
Brydon narrows his eyes as they flick back and forth between the card and his wall. Michelle, "Huh", this just interesting. Now, with his wits about him, he gets up and heads back to the door of his apartment. He peeks through the peephole and triple-unlocks the door before cautiously opening it and looking more closely down the hall. Nothing at any of th eother doors, he thinks. He secures everything back up and heads to the kitchen table where he sits, pulls out his phone, and scans the QR code.
Apr 25, 2023 5:25 am
When Xavier produces the card from the envelope, and when Lucille fills the room with her light conversation, Galaine rises suddenly, baring several inches of steel from the scabbard at his hip as he moves.

"Be wary!" he warns. "Dark forces sometimes lurk within velum, trapped by the script or even the ink. That frightful face might be nothing, or it might be a prison for a fearsome entity!"

When his companions seem less concerned, and when no otherworldly daeman manifests, he sheaths his sword and cocks his head. "What do these symbols mean?"
Apr 25, 2023 8:21 am
Xavier pauses to think how to answer the man-out-of-time. "The picture is a symbol of someone, similar to a seal you may be familiar with. Or a coat of arms. The black and white squares are like a cypher. We can use our phones to decode the cypher and it will tell us the secret message." Impressed with himself, he nods in satisfaction. You know, if I didn't kill people for a living, I might have become a teacher."

Michelle

KCC

Apr 25, 2023 2:04 pm
From opposite sides of the city but in the very same moment, M’s code is scanned and you’re whisked away to a black screen.

You wait, and wait… and wonder if something is wrong. A moment before you fiddle with the QR code to try again, you’re suddenly whisked away to a purple screen. Another moment of wondering if this was intended and then the screen is white:
https://i.imgur.com/35zOdpj.jpg
With a low grunt, you awkwardly thumb the small box. A blood-red smiley face fills the screen then, winking at you.

Beneath the face:

Can Never Be Too Careful
Michelle
The phone erupts into sound then, making you jump:

"WHAT’S UP, GUYS!! It’s your girl…"
You thumb the volume down quickly.

"… M here again; back on the streets and bringing you the very latest…"
The screen cuts to black, and suddenly the girl on the screen, Michelle, is sitting at a desk in a small dark room, not unlike the one you currently find yourself in. She looks down the camera; the bubbly persona no longer there.

"I was just fucking with you. But look, if you’re watching this… it means I’m fucked. And the good news is that you’re fucked, too. In fact… We. Are. All. Fucked."
The girl’s finger stabs the table as she hammers the words at you.

"Something big is about to go down in this city. I know… I know others can feel it, too. But you have noooo idea just how big. We’re talking fucking BIG!"
Through the screen, you hear tires screeching in the background, which makes the girl on camera jump and look about. She stands, and goes out of frame for a moment. You hear the thin, metallic snap of blinds being pried open, and then presumably spied out. Another moment, and she’s back in her chair.

"I… I’m sending this to everyone. Anyone… who might know."
That final word is strong, deliberate and unflinching.

"Meet me at the Noose. Tonight. We need to talk. We need… to do something."
The girl reaches towards the camera, and the video shuts off; all that social media polish absent from what you just watched.

Rolls

2d6

(42) = 6

2d6

(66) = 12

Apr 25, 2023 3:02 pm
"Well that wasn't very professional. She didn't even give a time frame. Cancel your plans, it seems we'll be spending our evening at The Noose."
Apr 25, 2023 3:32 pm
Or how about, just once, we don't head towards a place to meet with someone who described herself as fucked? The Whiskey Bin is doing a deal on cocktails? Lucille looks at the pair, already knowing the answer as she sighs.

'If she's still alive she owes me a bloody selfie and shout out for this. My socials need a boost.'
Apr 26, 2023 3:28 am
As he listens to and watches the message play, Galaine's brow furrows, and he glances at Lucielle each time the girl on the tiny, magical screen uses profanity. His female companion does not blush, faint, or otherwise take issue with the language, so the knight decides to let that particular topic drop. That fucked must now mean something... quite different than it did in his day.

"What is this place?" he instead asks. "This... Noose?"
OOC:
Do we all know Michelle, or just a couple of us?

KCC

Apr 26, 2023 3:40 am
OOC:
Michelle (M) is pretty big news these days. The three modern day characters would know her, at least the name or general idea of what she does.

For most, she’s about speaking truth to power, calling out corruption and wielding her followers like a club against low level corrupt city officials. Sometimes. it works. Other times… heads get cracked.

For those who know, you might be able to piece together that she’s doing something a little more than all that.

How much our Galaine knows is up to you. His friend and companion would know of her, surely.
[ +- ] The (Hangman’s) Noose
Apr 26, 2023 8:58 am
Brydon takes everything in. By about halfway through the message he's nodding to himself. "Yeah," he says, "yeah." He taps his finger on the screen. He'd been following Michelle - not actually following, usually, but following. He knew she had connections to things, but she always came off as someone out to fight the same fight as him. He admired her, in a way. "This is what you've been waiting for Brydon," he tell himself quietly, "A way in. A way to get back at all those bastards and finally do some good in this hellscape of a city."

He stands and pockets his his phone. For the first time in a couple days, he goes and takes a show, cleans himself up, and opens his closet. He isn't a cop, not anymore, but he still has some of his old gear. He pulls on a clean shirt, followed by his shoulder holster. He grabs the shoebox from up high and sits on the bed with it - inside, his trusted .38 special revolver. He pops open the cylinder and gives it a spin - still well-oiled, ready to rock. After a few moments, it's loaded and holstered and he's fully dressed.

A plain tie hangs at the neck of his button-up, covered over partially by a faded, greyish-green jacket. He grabs his smokes, and other gear and heads out the door, prepared now to head to The Noose. He knows the place, of course, but reminds himself that he probably only has the vaguest idea of what he's really about to get himself into.
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KCC

Apr 27, 2023 5:59 am
Brydon Barringer
A spring in your step, but a beating in your chest, you leave the apartment; checking and double checking that you’ve locked it up good and tight behind you.

You wind down the stairs and leave by the graffitied front door that never seems to close right. There’s a knack to it, the old timer that lives three floors up, tells you. If there is, you’ve never gotten the hang of it.

Lucky for you, all you need to do is cross the street to the bus stop. You paying a premium for that kind of service?…

Five minutes late, which is about ten minutes early, the night-bus rolls up; looking more like a military vehicle than public transport. You throw your change into the tray, and the bus driver grunts through the near-half inch of steel between you and him.

You sit, and cross as much of the city as Bus 39 allow. 30 minutes later, you ring the chime, and the bus driver begrudgingly pulls the thing over and lets you off. It’s a couple of blocks to the Noose, and you’ll have to hoof it. An ambulance blares a few streets over, sending the nearby dogs into a tizzy.

Eager to get where you’re going, you set off down the street. Empty, for the most part. Most people seem to have more sense than you. Still… only a block or two away from the Noose, you cross the opening to an alleyway. It’s not your eye that catches something odd, but your ear.

Sobbing…

Quiet, low but then with bursts of sudden ferocity, before quickly quelling again into a thin, miserable whimper.

"M… M… Mommmmyyy…" comes a pathetic whine from further into the alleyway.

KCC

Apr 27, 2023 11:30 am
Lucielle, Xavier and Galaine the Resolute
You spill out into the alleyway, and climb inside Galaine’s van parked a short distance away. The smell is something else. For Galaine, it’s one of the last vestiges of his time, of his home, but for the rest of you it’s a heady mix of things you can’t quite place.

You hit the lights, though it takes you a minute or two to talk through the pros and cons of doing so. The spilled trash cans are there then, blinking at you in the sudden light.

You pull out into the almost abandoned streets. The van’s a real fixer-upper, and sounds it’s protest at being moved for those first few streets. Figures on the sidewalks slip into alleyways as you pass, wary of being seen out after dark.

You wind your way through city streets. It’s not a straight shot… not by any means. Police blockades, overturned cars blocking streets, and an off about this way or that all make your route longer than it needs to be.

Only a few blocks from the Noose, proximity makes you hasty, and you turn into lane. It’s the work of mere seconds, but suddenly your front windshield erupts into harsh bright lights. You can’t help but put your hands up to give yourself some reprieve from the blindness. Behind you, a jeep pulls in to block your escape. You make out two armed men sitting in the back.

"CHECKPOINT!" a voice comes projected from the light.

"Step out of the vehicle! NOW!"

One of the many militias that run through these streets at night, or a small time gang trying to carve out a few blocks for themselves. Who knows…
Apr 28, 2023 3:40 am
Xavier rolls down the window from the passenger seat. "I am a paraplegic and cannot step out of the vehicle. You'll have to goosestep yourself over here to check deez nuts." Xavier turns to Galaine and says, "That's a testicle joke. It will probably make them angry, but it's ok, I will just shoot them if they cause a problem."

KCC

Apr 28, 2023 3:52 am
Xavier, Lucielle and Galaine
"This one’s got a smart mouth!" one of the men up ahead calls back to someone as yet unseen.

"Yeah, yeah. I hear ‘im." a gravely voice comes back, and heavy footsteps start to approach the car. Whoever it is, they shine a flashlight right into your eyes to disorient you as they approach.

"Paraplegic, is it? Well listen… this is Shepherd territory. So paraplegic or not, you better find a way to step on out so we can take a look at you!"

The flashlight drops, and you see a face now. A rough face, with a huge handlebar mustache. On his vest, you see a patch:

https://i.imgur.com/dcaUrVr.png
"You needin’ a couple of my boys to carry you out… on account of your legs and all? Happy to oblige!"
Apr 28, 2023 5:49 am
Brydon stalls in his brisk pace on the way to the Noose. He holds for a moment, perking his ear. What was that? Imagining things? It comes again, the crying.

He steps closer to the entrance of the alleyway and cranes his neck around a dumpster to try and see further down. "Who's down there? Do you need help?" he calls as gently as his aged, alcohol-torn throat can muster.
Apr 28, 2023 6:09 am
"The Shepherds, eh?" he says as he rolls the window back down. "Why didn't you say so? I've done all kinds of jobs for Greta and she gives me a free pass. You should check with her before you make a mistake and cause a problem with one of her most important errand boys."
Apr 28, 2023 6:20 am
As the van is stopped Luci rolls her eyes and grumbles. She just wanted a drink.

As the ones identifying themselves as Shepards start to talk she tenses ready to spring into action, or rather out of danger, if necessary, but watches Xaviar and Galaine for their moves. She'd learned to trust them in these scenarios.

Besides of someone got shot she would rather it be them.

KCC

Apr 28, 2023 10:13 am
Xavier, Lucielle and Galaine
"My ass…" he says, drumming his fingers on the roof of the car as he chews it over.

"Alright. Let’s see." he says, patting his pockets for his phone. Fishing it out, he pops the screen a few times, and holds it to his ear.

"Yeah. Yeah. I’m here. Got something I gotta run by you. Wait… what you say your name was again?"

You didn’t, but he waits for you to answer. Then, he resumes the call:

"Yeah. A real pretty boy. Out here in a…" he looks the van over "… piece-a-junk that smells like a slice of fried horse shit. Quiet little thing in the back…" he says, shining the light into Luci’s face.

"… and he’s with one of those Medieval Times nerds." he follows up, blinding Galaine momentarily.

"Sound like him? Well… alrighty then. Alright. Yeah. Yeah. Got it."

He hangs up the call, and clears his throat. He taps his fist on your hood a couple of times, and then calls out to the crew blocking your way:

"This one’s good to go, boys! Let her through!"

The vehicles blocking your way retreat immediately. As you start to drive by, he ends with:

"You folks have a safe night. Place is hell after dark."

KCC

Apr 28, 2023 10:26 am
Brydon Barringer
Nothing comes back for a moment, except for some wet sniffling and sounds of child-sized hyperventilating. Craning your neck, you see a small figure; a child. You squint. She’s dressed, but not for this weather. She stands, shivering, with an elephant teddybear hanging limply by her side.

Another moment, and she spots you. She jumps back a little, as your silhouette takes her by surprise.

"D… daddy?" she offers weakly.
Apr 28, 2023 10:26 am
Xavier gives a small two-finger salute. "Thanks for keeping it safe out here," he quips back.
Apr 29, 2023 1:24 am
Brydon grimaces and quickly looks around for anyone else that might be more appropriate to take on this situation. He turns back. "Uhh hi, kiddo. No, I'm not your daddy. Where did you see your mommy and daddy? Why don't you come here, out of that scary alley, huh?"
Apr 29, 2023 5:28 am
Galaine has kept quiet during the entirety of the stop. He's not good at these interactions -- these high stress, tense stand-offs than don't have to end in violence, in broken bones. Ashcroft knows just what to say. And then he says it -- and as usual -- it works. The knight's grip loosen from the hilt of his sword, which he has extended into the footwell of the van.

As they start moving again, the man glances back at Luci, almost as though he's checking to make sure she's still with them. Making eye contact, he just nods silently.
OOC:
[ +- ] BTW, the Van

KCC

Apr 30, 2023 7:24 am
Brydon Barringer
https://i.imgur.com/ps3EAj4.jpg
There’s a pause, and Brydon can hear his heart in his ears. The sniffling stops, and there’s quiet. The old cop peers into the gloom, watching the little girl.

After a moment, she calls back:

"I… I can’t."

Hairs stand up on the back of Bryson’s neck. The words… sounded clearer, and more put together than the child had sounded a minute before. And then comes a thump from a dumpster between you and the girl, and a figure spins into view.

"Awww… FUCK!" a man spits down the alleyway at the girl. He slams his fist into the dumpster again in frustration. He wheels on you, as you stand at the opening of the alleyway, brandishing a knife towards you.

"Fucking idiot! Listen, man…" he pleads, advancing on you. You’re further away than he would have liked, of course. "… we don’t want any trouble. Just toss over your wallet and get out of here. You don’t have to get hurt."

Behind the man advancing on you, you see a woman scoop up the child and hold the girl close to her chest. She wraps her own coat around the child. The mother, you assume, bounces the child up and down, trying desperately to shush her as the child sobs into the woman’s shoulder… for real this time.
Apr 30, 2023 7:50 am
Brydon sighs and immediately crosses his right hand over his chest, under his jacket, and pulls his revolver. "Get lost," he says. He keeps the gun pointed at the man, sure his training wouldn't allow a stray bullet to hit the kid. Well, fairly sure, at least. The thought gets at him, but he narrows his eyes at the man. "I'm not worth it," he adds, "find a better way to take care of the kid." His eyes dart to the woman, "You should know better."

If the man falters, he'll calmly lower the gun, turn, and continue down the sidewalk while listening for any sounds of pursuit from behind.

KCC

Apr 30, 2023 8:17 am
Brydon Barringer
The man does pause, and sucks air between his teeth in frustration. And yet, he doesn’t put down the knife. He doesn’t even stop pointing it towards you. You’ve seen the look a thousand times; a man tallying the odds.

Is it loaded? Will he shoot? Will he hit?…

You’ve seen it go both ways before. Some take their chances; meeting with success sometimes, but usually failure. Others have more sense than that.

"She’s sick!" the woman blubbers from behind. "She’s sick, mister!"

Impossible to know for sure…

As you turn to go, the man doesn’t try to stop you. Maybe he’s one of the ones who sees sense. Lucky for him. The woman comes up alongside him as you start to walk away!

"You don’t know what it’s like out here!" she calls after you!
Apr 30, 2023 8:25 am
"Yeah," he says calmly, "I do. Keep her safe. The next guy might aim at her." He walks away. He knows very well the plights of people like this. He's had to take babies from the arms of mothers too high or too dead to be mothers anymore. For all the monsters he hasn't seen, he's seen plenty of normal ones haunting this city every time he had to do something that wrenched his gut harder than the last time. He wasn't going to save the city, or even make it better, by getting stabbed in an alleyway for the few dollars in his pocket. Maybe that's what he deserved, but there are too few people wanting to make a difference in this hellhole for one of them to get erased for something so meager.
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Apr 30, 2023 8:34 am
As a light is shone at her Lucille resist the urge to flip the man off. Let Xavoer talk them out of this one.

As they are allowed to move on she relaxes.

'So on a scale of 1-10 if I ever run into any of that lot by myself, how bad is it to copy that name drop to get out of dodge?' As she speaks she spots Galaine nod and winks back.
May 1, 2023 6:15 am
Not knowing what a name drop is, or what getting out of Dodge means, but enjoying being winked at by a young woman of some stature, Galaine merely nods and smiles back at Luci, then turns to look out the front wind screen.

KCC

May 1, 2023 3:15 pm
The Hangman’s Noose
https://i.imgur.com/PwvekQQ.jpg
And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"… Hoo, they only answer, "More, more, more, more"…
You sit across from the Noose; watching the comings and goings for a few minutes before you enter. The door opens, rowdy music from inside spilling out into the otherwise quiet street. A woman leads a man out of the Noose, round the corner, and into the alleyway. Every lane wide enough to take a piss in is a money-making opportunity in this town.

The lights from a militia patrol a couple of blocks down draws your attention, but they’ve better things to do than keep this dump safe, and the lights disappear as they turn off down another side street. A trio of young men head for the Noose then. You watch as one goes to the door, peeks inside and then motions for the follow him in.

You watch, and watch. Any of these people… heck, all of these people could be just like you: Summoned here because they know something, or they think they know something. You watch people file in and out of the Noose, before wondering when you’d make your own entrance…
May 1, 2023 4:59 pm
'I could go in, scout things out, let you all know its good?' Luci taps her foot as she watches the place. In truth she just wanted a damn drink. The faster she went in the quicker she could have something to take the edge of of tonight.

'Promise not to try and take anyone money.. its too early in the night anyway. '
May 2, 2023 1:39 am
Galaine's window is down and his eyes are on the alley where the man and woman disappeared as Luci voices her plan. He turns towards her, and she sees he is stressed, his expression serious. "It's too dangerous, Lady Lucielle. That one young maiden looks to be in peril already. Shall I go to her aid whilst you both enter the premises?"
May 2, 2023 7:33 am
"I think they're only in trouble if one of them didn't bring any protection," Xavier says with a smirk. "I don't think you should go in alone, Luci. If you scout things out and they aren't good, it'll be harder to get out. Safety in numbers. You two go, and I'll check to make sure no one suspicious follows you in and that the coast is clear. If everything is ok after three minutes I'll follow."
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May 2, 2023 8:55 am
Luci shares Xaviar's smirk as she leans in and pats Galaine in the shoulder. 'She's fine. After this you and I should really sit down over a bunch of drinks and I can tell you the modern outlook on birds and bees. A language lesson as well.'

She looks the night up an down. 'You know scouts are meant to be inconspicuous right. Ah well, come on then my escort.' She teases as she goes to get out the van.
May 3, 2023 5:31 am
Not knowing what a discussion about the birds and the bees might be, Galaine nods earnestly at the idea. "Yes, m’lady, I should like that very much."

Then the woman is getting out of the van, and the knight’s cloak flows as he exits as well and goes after her, nodding at Xavier.
May 3, 2023 7:41 am
Brydon watches casually from across the street for some time, mostly seeing what kind of clientele he can see coming and going. He'd been here a fair number of times back in the day - before it had gotten so bad, or the boys in blue too corrupt to bother. There's surely a small handful of folk that still frequent this place that Brydon would prefer not to run into. He just has to take the chance. He tosses his cigarette to the ground and stamps it out with his foot. He walks a short distance, past an old beat-up van, then when things look clear, he hustles across the street to head inside The Noose.

KCC

May 4, 2023 8:33 am
Outside
Xavier watches as Luci and Galaine step out into the night, and onto the empty street. It’s the work of a moment, and then they’re inside. Things seem to quieten for a while then; until the couple emerges from their trip to the alleyway. You size them up as they rearrange themselves before re-entering the Noose. Definitely not the type to get summoned here to save the city!

In the rear-view mirror, you see a man approach; all quiet confidence and dressed up like some old gumshoe detective. He strides by the van, and into the Noose.

Inside
The stale smell hits you first; heavy air and sweat mixes with the pungent smell of wood that’s been seeped in beer over the years.

Wary eyes turn to scan you as the door creaks inwards; assessing you quickly before turning back to the bottom of their glass. There’s more than a few bemused looks in Galaine’s direction, as people take in the Renaissance Faire get-up. Galaine, to Lucielle, to Galaine; you can almost see the brains whirring up trying to put it all together.

I'm a cowboy… On a steel horse I ride… I'm wanted dead or alive…
The jukebox in the corner drones out the same old hits; as it’s done every night for the past 35 years, most likely.

Amidst all the sad sacks and beer bellies, you don’t see anyone that screams ‘Monster Hunter’. Until the door swings open behind you, and a washed up old cop is standing in the frame. He steps in, and lets the door swing closed behind him, as he scans the scene. There’s something about the way the three of you carry yourselves; a look passes between the three, and you know you’re here for the same reason.

Outside
Xavier is about to consider the coast clear, and head inside, when he spies someone approach the Noose. A scruffy man, listlessly pushes his wheelchair down the street. His threadbare grey hoody spattered red with blood, which drips from a gash across his forehead. He gets himself to the door, but can’t summon the energy to force it open. Weakly, he pounds his fist against the door; a sound which is drowned out by the music playing inside.
May 4, 2023 9:47 pm
Luci is clearly in her element as she weaves through the inn, taking in all the patrons. Looking for danger, for marks, for people down for a good time, she's used to assessing a crowd. She enjoys the looks, until it becomes clear it is more due to her escort which prompts a sigh. 'One of these days we are buying you some pants Lancelot. At least you are obvious enough for anyone here for the same reason.....how about you go sit at that table while I grab us some drinks'

As she speaks the doors opens and her eyes flick up. That was someone to pay attention to. Not a mark. Not fun. Danger? She hold her gaze on him for a moment before giving a quick nod and moving on.

' Table. Drinks. We blend in till something happens. Well.. blend in best we can..'
May 5, 2023 12:24 am
Xavier climbs out of the horrendous van and cautiously approaches the man. "Looks like you could use some help." He keeps his remark vague enough that it's not clear if he means the door or the man's wound.
May 5, 2023 10:40 pm
Brydon catches the eyes of a woman glancing at him when he steps inside The Noose. There wasn't a lot happening here today, at least it looked that way, but her eyes linger longer than most: there's someone. He notes the oddly-dressed man she's with as the pair sit at a table.

He smiles and heads to the bar, ordering a round for the table. "Whiskey," he says to the bartender, "three of 'em. Two for the table over there-" he gestures with his head and makes sure the bartender understands. "Tell them its from their friend Michelle."
May 6, 2023 3:53 am
Galaine's garb isn't distinctly medieval, exactly, but nor is it typical of the way most people dress in even the anything-goes 21st century. Rather it is his eyes that belie just how out of place he is, wide and quick and wary. His dark hair is unkempt and un-styled, and he nods wordlessly when Luci points to a table.

He sits and just observes as she heads for the bar, a young man taking in the sights. The heads turning as his companion walks past, the gazes that linger on him, and the smirks on those faces. The bare flesh that tightens his throat and -- and the man coming in the front, with an expression like he's looking for something, or someone... but maybe he's not sure what, or who.

Just like he and Luci.

Martin

KCC

May 6, 2023 1:13 pm
Martin
Xavier
The man swats you away, as if you were a bug. He hides his face, even as he tries to keep the blood from running into his eyes.

"Leave me alone…"

He can’t see a damn thing, that much is for certain, as he deliriously swats about. He thumps against the door again, more by chance than anything else. His voice is dry, and hoarse; a smoker’s voice.

"Mish… Mish…" he wheezes, as he fends off shadows all about.

"They’re coming…"

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KCC

May 6, 2023 1:26 pm
Luci, Brydon and Galaine
"Sure thing, fella." the bartender responds with a roll of the eyes.

He shoots you a glass and has it filled in a second. He pulls up two more, fills them, and sets off down the bar. Some whiskey splotches on to the bar, as the man goes about his work. Brydon watches as the gold liquid pools into neat little orbs, just a finger away, as the bartender turns his back.

Luci, who had been waiting to order a round herself, is presented with a glass. The bartender jerks a head back towards Brydon:

"Gimme a sec, will ya? Fella thinks this is the Ritz. We don’t normally do room service, you know."

He leaves the glass in front of the woman, before crossing to Galaine’s table. He takes the knight in, as he pushes the glass across the table.

"I, eh… Fella over there sent this your way. Says his name is Michelle. Far be it from to judge…" he says, throwing his hands up as he retreats to the bar.

He nudges Luci on his way back:

"Michelle sends her regards. Just remembered he told me to say that. What can I get ya, anyway?"
May 6, 2023 1:49 pm
"Who's coming?" Xavier suddenly feels on edge, wary. He looks around to see if there is indeed anything coming. Either way, best to get this man inside. Xavier opens the door and tries to usher the man inside.
May 7, 2023 4:47 am
Galaine accepts the drink, but looks momentarily confused. He's met some people by now who are -- what do they call it? Fluid. Fluid with their gender. But from what he knows of Michelle, she is... a she. A woman.

Then a thought occurs to him as he raises and sniffs his drink. It smells like medicine.

She might be in incognito -- in disguise as a man!
May 8, 2023 12:01 pm
'Well I never say no to a free drink no matter the name attached.' Luci glance over to the man. She was right, there more something more to him it seemed.

'Vodka coke.. Strong and...' She glances over to the knight waiting. There was going to be a day she was going to take him for a proper night out, but when they were on a mission probably not the best time to get him drunk. ' A beer.. whatever's cheap. ' With some practice she picks up the three drinks, then looks at the man and tilts her head to the table with Galaine and heads back over.
'Seems we have a friend. A friend who want us to know about him.'

She slides the beer to the knight. Don't these all at once. Professor X will kill me for getting you drunk wright now. She seems to pay no heed to her own advice as she takes a healthy swing of the whisky while waiting for the man to make his way over.
May 9, 2023 4:47 am
Gal rises from the table when Lucielle approaches, then he graciously accepts his beer and sits back down. "I have had ale before," he says to the woman as he takes a drink, then makes a sour face that says maybe, but you ain't never had Pabst Blue Ribbon, boy!

"This is terrible," he offers quietly as he eyes the man approaching their table. "I hope you did not pay your hard earned coins for this."
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Martin

KCC

May 9, 2023 6:26 am
Martin
Xavier looks about, not entirely sure what he was supposed to be seeing, or even looking for. The street looks empty, safe even; as safe as any street could be in this town. Still… there were a lot of places to hide, and Xavier is suddenly wary of how many windows look down onto the street. That by itself was a security concern…

The man lunges half-wild, like some stray dog nervous about a collar coming its way, as you try to help him.

"Fuck off…" is all he manages to grumble at you.

Opening the door, he seems to settle, and the music spills out into the street.

… dead or alive, dead or alive, dead or alive…
He takes a moment to find a dry part of his hoody, and rubs his face somewhat clear.

"Fucking vamps!" he spits up at Xavier then, flecks of blood spattering the front of the gunman’s crisp suit.

All eyes turn to the door, as is customary, only this time they’re greeted with a bloodied man in a chair. Most sheepishly return to their drinks, wanting nothing to do with whatever mess was about to unravel.

From behind the counter, the bartender barks up:

"No. No. OUT! Homeless shelter’s three blocks down. I don’t want any of that shit in here tonight!"

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May 9, 2023 7:06 am
Xavier grimaces at the blood splattered on his nice shirt. To be fair, all of his shirts are nice, but that's not the point. He breathes out through his nose and cracks his neck, willing himself to relax. The man was clearly in distress and has a shit life. The blood could wash out if he gets to it soon enough.

"He ain't homeless, he's with me. Just been having a shit day,"Xavier covers for the man. He said something about vampires and Xavier was curious what that is about. He grabs the man's wheelchair handles and, against the man's protests or not, pushes him quickly inside and to the bar. "Club soda, warm. A glass of ice water for my friend here." Once he gets his drink he drips a cocktail napkin into the drink and dabs at his shirt to wash the blood out. "So, what's this about vamps?" He hands the man his ice water.
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May 9, 2023 7:51 am
Brydon is standing, cautiously approaching the table with the woman and the cloak-wearing man when The Noose is again interrupted by newcomers. He prepares to turn his attention back to what he was doing, but find himself getting a knot in his gut as he looks at the man in the wheelchair. "Fuck," he says under his breath.

He changes gears and quietly approaches, only momentarily considering the finely-dressed man in accompaniment. He refuses to believe this is a coincidence, though - not tonight, not now. "Martin," he says quietly, interrupting whatever the finely-dressed man is saying. 'Did he say, Vamps?' Brydon thinks in passing.He goes down to a knee, to level his height to the wheelchair-bound man. "Martin, it's me, Brydon," he says, now louder, "Are you okay?" He glances up at the other man again.
May 9, 2023 11:54 am
Luci gives a chuckle. 'I did but very little. Probably why it's so shit. Also apparentally ale and beer are different... Had someone spend a long time going into the various difference of the different type befor.. But she was cute and kept buying me drinks so.' She shrugs and looks up as the door open and Xavier enters with someone.

Then their mysterious individually swapped tracks as well.

'. What is going on. Did he just say... ' She pauses then focuses on Xaviar, trying to send words into his mind. She only had just learned about the telepathy, and it was temperamental. Sending when she didn't want sometimes, and not when she didn't after.

After staring at the secret agent for a moment and not seeing a response she sighs.

'We should stay here. If anyone dangerous has noticed.... Best they don't know we' re with X. '
May 10, 2023 5:27 am
Galaine has seen Xavier and the man in the wheelchair come in as well, and he stays seated as he nods at his winsome companion. His instincts tell him to rise, and even to prepare to draw his blade, but he has learned what a fuss that can cause in the 21st century.

So instead, finished with his beer, he eyes the crowd, trying to mark anyone paying undue attention to two men flanking the man in the chair.

Martin

KCC

May 11, 2023 8:54 am
Martin
"Oh, yeah. Right! You two look like a couple of brothers." the bartender shoots back, sarcastically. Still, he stops his cribbing for the moment, and serves up the drinks. He looks ‘Martin’ up and down, and tosses him a rag from behind the bar somewhere. His features soften a little then.

"Your lucky day, fella. Free glass of water with every club soda."

Martin looks up at Xavier, rag already ruined with red, and is about to speak, when you are interrupted by the man that walked right by the van a few moments earlier: the gumshoe

"B… Barringer?" he says, peering through his bleary vision. A look of grief crossed his face then, or shame. Or… something.

"Barringer…" he coughs then, mixing it with a rough laugh. "Don’t… another cough, as he clears something thick in his throat. "… tell me your wrapped… up-in-this-fucking-mess!" the last part comes out as a wheezing cough, all one long word.
Across the bar, Luci and Galaine watch as the three men near the door make their introductions, such as they were.

Luci’s phone, lying on the table, lights up with a notification.

https://i.imgur.com/iDDfObl.jpg

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May 11, 2023 9:10 am
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May 12, 2023 5:41 am
Galaine rises to his feet, and his hand goes to his sword pommel. "Vampyr!" he says to Luci over the din and music of the bar. "That woman, M -- she is in mortal peril! Where is this scene that your magic mirror was showing?!"
May 12, 2023 7:40 am
"Me!?" Brydon asks, taken aback. "What about you? Hate to break it to you, but you look terrible. What kind of mess are you talking about?" He nudges a thumb towards the man in the nice clothes, "And who's your friend?"
May 12, 2023 7:46 am
Xavier dips a napkin in his club soda and begins dabbing at the blood splatters. "Friend? Not a chance in hell. I was just...concerned for this man's safety. Didn't want to leave him out in the open if whatever--whoever--did this to him is still around. Name's Mr. Ashcroft. You know this guy?"
May 12, 2023 8:16 am
Brydon straightens, narrowing his eyes at this Mr. Ashcroft. "Look, I appreciate you bringing my friend in from outside. Yeah, I know him-" he casts his eyes back to Martin, "though I wasn't expecting to run into him here."

He sighs, "Look, I'm supposed to meet someone else here. Martin, do you need help? You know I'll drop what I'm doing if you need something."
May 12, 2023 8:32 am
Xavier ignores the man's eye-daggers as he continues scrubbing at the bloodstains. "Of course he needs help. He needs a doctor probably. Are you a doctor?" He finally looks at the man already knowing the answer.
May 12, 2023 8:54 am
"Martin, did they do this to you?"
May 12, 2023 10:11 am
Luci goes pale as the video unveils. As the head appears she nearly slams the phone down on the table.

'I don't know. She may already be dead she' s probably dead.' They should forget about this. Go back home, or at least a different bar. But she doubted the night and hit man would agree.

She picks up the whiskey and drinks it in one go, the mixer quickly following, before she takes a deep breath and stands up beelining towards Xavier. She throws an arm around his shoulders and tries to do the same to the detective. Now wasn't the time to beat around the bush.

'Guys. Mutual friend made contact. Let' s go. Her eyes flick to the guy in the wheelchair. 'Him too if he knows her.'
May 12, 2023 8:05 pm
"Do I look like a doctor?" he asks casually back to the suited man.

Brydon is uncomfortable and caught off guard with the sudden approach of the woman. She throws her arm over his shoulder and he just about moves to put distance between them when she tips her hand and makes it clear they were, as he suspected, here for the same reasons. He quickly puts together that the man in the suit, this Mr. Ashcroft, was with the woman and the cloaked man.

He looks to the others, sees the sense of urgency in the woman's eyes. "Right, let's go then."

It dawns on Brydon that Martin being here may be no coincidence. "Martin. No time to be subtle. Were you here because of Michelle?"
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May 13, 2023 4:44 am
By now Galaine has risen, and made strides for the door. "We cannot tarry!" he says to the others with a raised voice. "This is no time for parley, or debate. Lady Lucielle, have your magic mirror lead us!"

Martin

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May 14, 2023 1:41 am
Martin
Galaine stands, rocking the table and setting glasses a-clink. To his outburst, a few heads turn with either bemused or amused expressions. A roll of the eyes and laugh at his expense has them back to their glasses. There are a few faces, suddenly pale and sickly looking that suggest they may have watched the same live-stream you just had. Weak stomachs and weaker knees; they stay in their seats.

As the two hot shots exchange pleasantries, Martin raises a hand for quiet:

"Still… causing trouble, I see!" he says, shaking his head weakly at Brydon. His eyes go wide, as you mention Michelle:

"Mish… is she here? We were…" he coughs then. "… were supposed to meet here. Working… a case!"

And then he’s overtaken by the group, all suddenly heading for the door. Someone grabs his chair, and starts turning him against his will. He tries to swat at you, and crane his neck to look around the bar.

"Mish… MISH?!" he calls out.

"Oi… We can’t have him upsetting the other cus…" the bartender starts up from behind the bar.

And then your attention is turned to the outside. A car alarm blares from somewhere down the street. Lights flash, illuminating the front window of the bar in little blinks.

And then another alarm, and another…

And then there’s a huge crash; the sound of smashing window panes. The bar is filled with screams as the big window erupts inwards, sending bits of glass everywhere.

A body comes through the window, sliding across the bar top with enough force to send glasses, bottles, and liquid everywhere. The body continues moving, flying off the bar and straight into the jukebox, which cuts out immediately, dropping the bar into sudden stunned silence.

A small crowd gathers around the body currently melded with the jukebox. Blood trickles from a hundred small wounds. His chest is still. Dead. A few faces turn away from the carnage, gathering their possessions, intent on heading home for the night.

The clinking of broken glass, and your attention is drawn back to the broken window; and the three figures that now stand in the window frame.
https://i.imgur.com/3K3lm0Y.jpg
They give off a terrible, snarling, sneering aura, as they effortlessly climb through the broken window and into the bar. Glass crunches underfoot as they fan out.

"Back to your drinks, fuckers." the lead one commands, running a hand through his coifed hair. The crowd shrinks back.

Some startled screams come from a woman at the back of the bar. A commotion over by the jukebox; and you watch as whoever just came flying through the window starts to pull themselves free from the twisted metal wreckage. Impossible…

It stands, though with great effort, and snarls at the three people at the other end of the bar; and bares its fangs threateningly.

With a thick accent, it spits at them:

"Romani scum!" and dives across the room at them.
May 14, 2023 2:22 am
"Well I guess these must be the vamps," Xavier says matter-of-factly. He grabs the nearest bar stool and flips it upside down. He quickly kicks off the four legs. "Here!" he shoves one at the unkempt not-a-doctor. "A stake. It's one versus three. It's best if they all kill each other, but what we don't want is three versus us, so take out any from the three to even the odds." He drops one in Martin's lap. He probably couldn't do much with it, but better than nothing. He turns to Medieval Man and, looking at his drawn sword, skips him, and gives one to Lucielle.
May 14, 2023 4:04 am
There's a ringing sound as Galaine's steel does indeed suddenly grace his hands. He has fought vampires before, and while they are all ill-equipped to actually slay any of the monsters, he does not fear them. As Xavier hands out his makeshift stakes, the knight moves to protect the innocent.
OOC:
To start with at least, trying to make sure no one innocent gets bitten or dead.
May 15, 2023 8:15 pm
Brydon takes hold of the 'stake', the corner of his mouth upturned in thought. "Vamps?" he asks, knowing what it meant but confounded by the alien-ness of the word being said so readily and factually. "Shouldn't we get out of here?" he asks, though he finds himself struggling to not help the person (thing?) getting ganged up upon. Dammit, he never could help but root for an underdog.
May 15, 2023 9:42 pm
Even as the body is flung into the room, Lucielle is ducking and hiding under a table. As the stake is presented to her she looks up at Xaviar like he is crazy,t though she does take the weapon. 'You...are kidding right?' As Brydon speaks up she points at him and jumps out from under the table to grab the wheelchair.'Michelle's not here. I'm out.' She claps a hand on his shoulder ' If you are staying don't die. It will be inc..shit!' As she speaks she suddenly clutches her head.

Caring more about Xavier getting hurt that she sounds the psychic force that drives her power reaches out unknown to the hitman, trying to provide unseen protection but not quiet taking hold.
[ +- ] Spoiler: Energy Shield
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Rolls

Willpower difficulty 1 - (d20)

(15) = 15

Energy Shield Absorbtion - (d6)

(6) = 6

May 16, 2023 5:54 am
"Yes, you probably should go. Hunting creatures of the night doesn't positively correlate with a long lifespan. Unless you get turned, then actually it could be a long life indeed. Damn I just fucked up my own quip." Without waiting for a response, Xavier rushes the woman vamp. It might seem unseemly to attack a woman, but vamps are vamps, and best to pick off the weaker-looking ones if you had a choice.
OOC:
I have crap physique so this should go well lol.

Rolls

Physique (7) - (1d20)

(17) = 17

KCC

May 16, 2023 6:55 am
"Ventis vermin!" the leader quips back, and then he’s gone. Totally oblivious to the on-lookers, the lone vampire springs across the room, and through the lead vampire; knocking both of them through the window, and out into a street fight.

Luci swerves to avoid the brawl, as she wheels Martin and his chair towards Galaine’s van across the street. Her head hums from the physic force she summoned, or tried to summon. The pain isn’t helped by the coarse vampiric curses the two creatures spit at each other as they brag in the street, nor the blaring of the car alarms.

Inside, Xavier whiffs his attack, as the woman sidesteps the stake with ease! She scoffs at the hitman:

"The blood wants to fight back! And so primitive! Why did I expect more?!" she snarls, mouth curled at the sides, full of too many sharp teeth. She aims a cruel kick at the man’s gut!
OOC:
Aiming for a 7 (Xavier’s Stat Score!) She gets him with 1 damage! Curses!

Rolls

Attack (Powerful Foe) - (1d20+1)

(12) + 1 = 13

Disadvantage (Nimble Benefit) - (1d20+1)

(9) + 1 = 10

Damage (HD 2 Monster) - (1d6)

(1) = 1

KCC

May 16, 2023 6:58 am
OOC:
Initiative:

Before: Brydon

Same: Xavier

After: Galaine, Luci, Martin

Rolls

Galaine, Brydon, Luci, Xavier, Martin - (5d20)

(171011120) = 59

May 16, 2023 6:59 am
Seeing the reaction from Luci and the man in the trenchcoat, Galaine does not go on the attack, but instead stays close, guarding them from attack. But when Xavier rushes forward, Galaine cannot help but go with him. "Xavier, no!" he calls to his friend as the man is kicked in the gut. Standing over Ashcroft, the knight defends him, blade in hand. "This is not our fight! We must fall back!"
OOC:
Sorry to be brief. Passing out over here. Galaine defends the others!

Hang on, posts came in I didn't see. Editing.

Edit: there we go. And this is late in the combat round, on Galaine's init.
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May 16, 2023 7:11 am
OOC:
Great! Let’s say that the first round was a little fuzzy as we blip through the rules!

Xavier attacked, got kicked. Galaine stands over him. Luci rushes outside. The call to retreat is sounded.

Brydon is up!

Rolls

Secret Roll

May 16, 2023 8:35 am
Brydon follows quickly outside with the woman, helping to push Martin to get away. They approach the van, "This is you guys?" he asks, an eyebrow upturned in looking at the vehicle. He pulls his gun and watches back toward the bar. "Whatever, get Martin loaded up. If your friends don't come quick, I'm going back in."

KCC

May 16, 2023 9:16 am
Brydon and the others start a rush; as patrons of the Noose swerve around the hitman, knight and two remaining vampires as they race for the door.

Outside, the lone vampire hammers heavy fists into the leader of the Romani. The street beneath starts to give way a little, as the blows rain down, battering the coifed vampire.

"Youngbloods." the lone vampire grunts, in his strange accent. "Useless!"

Inside, the two remaining vampires turn their attentions to Galaine and Xavier. The male, accompanying Xavier’s target, sniffs the air deep:

"This one smells different, doesn’t he? Wonder if he tastes different, too!"

The female vampire merely sneers. He comes at Galaine then, slashing viciously at the man with its long claws!

The female sizes Xavier up, as she gets ready to lunge!

"This one probably tastes like piss." and she rushes at the hitman, a kick aimed at him again!
OOC:
Xavier up simultaneously, along with everyone else following afterwards! Brydon included!

Rolls

Attack Galaine (12) - (1d20+1)

(13) + 1 = 14

Damage Galaine - (1d6)

(5) = 5

Attack Xavier (7) - (1d20+1)

(2) + 1 = 3

Disadvantage (7) - (1d20+1)

(10) + 1 = 11

Damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

KCC

May 18, 2023 9:24 am
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May 19, 2023 12:54 am
Xavier expects the kick again. Vampires may have super strength and speed, but that doesn't make them any better at fighting technique than a normal human. Finding opportunities to strike would be easy. Bypassing her speed and strength would be the challenge. Xavier sidesteps the kick and strikes out again with the stake.
OOC:
Ugh I suck at roll under games lol. I'd be kicking so much ass in a roller over system!
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Rolls

Physique (7) - (1d20)

(16) = 16

May 19, 2023 4:42 am
Fishing beneath his leather gambeson, Galaine brings out an object that is more than nine hundred years old -- a crucifix, silver, on a chain. The man wished he still wielded some of the weapons he'd collected in his home time, but this holy symbol and his poorly-forged modern sword would have to do.

"Creatures of the night! Stay back!" the man says, swiping at the air with his sword while holding the crucifix aloft in his other hand. He chops at his attacker, hoping to carve off some necrotized flesh...
OOC:
Attacking, with a Positive Die because he's using a sword and has That's my Favorite.

Hoping the crucifix keeps them back and from attacking, or at least gives them a Negative Die.

Potential Damage is actually 5 due to this... Feel the Pain - No one strikes as hard as The Tough. All melee damage inflicted by the character is increased by 1 (so if the weapon’s normal damage is 1d6, The Tough would cause 1d6+1 points of damage when using that weapon).

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Rolls

Physique (12) - (1d20, 1d20)

1d20 : (4) = 4

1d20 : (8) = 8

Potential Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

May 19, 2023 7:26 pm
Clearly seeing the cloaked-man and the well-dressed man stuck behind in the fight, Brydon huffs and shakes his head. "Ok, I guess I'm doing this." He pulls out his telescoping truncheon and hustles back across the street and into The Noose.
OOC:
Can he act further this round?

KCC

May 20, 2023 12:20 pm
OOC:
Absolutely! A move and an action are fine! I’ll wait until you’ve done what you’re planning to do before resolving!
May 20, 2023 12:55 pm
'Hey! don't leave me with those two!' Luci points to the two brawling on the street, as she scrabbles for her knife. She really needed to get Xav to locate her a gun.

Suddenly her head starts throbbing and blood starts dripping from her nose as her abilities react to panic.

Rolls

Willpower difficulty 1 - (d20)

(7) = 7

Energy Absorption - (d6)

(3) = 3

May 20, 2023 9:35 pm
Brydon, hearing the woman's request, stops in the road and turns on the two fighting in the street. He takes a deep breath. He didn't know much of what was happening, but the ones fighting with his would-be companions inside seemed to be on the opposite side of the one that's winning out here. "Hey there, guy," he said, "think maybe those other hoodlums might need some of that attention?"

He requires his truncheon in case the man turns his attention on Brydon instead.

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May 22, 2023 3:34 pm
Martin
Clutching up his stake, but unable to do anything with it, Martin looks into the face of Luci as he nose starts bleeding. He jumps back, in what little way he can and scrunches up his face as the air starts to shimmer around her:

"Sh… shit, girlie, are you alright? Let’s get out of here!"

His voice is stronger now, though edged with fear. He starts pawing the door of the van, trying to climb in.
The vampire continues to pummel his attacker into the ground, even as Brydon sidles up and offers his suggestion. Heavy fists ram downwards, and you can hear bone breaking beneath them. Brydon winces as a tooth flicks up, hitting the front of his jacket, and leaving a tiny spattering of blood. Looking at his feet, he sees the tiny, white fang, barely sharp.

If the man knew a hint more about the night world, he’d know that the losing vampire was freshly turned.

The victor grunts with satisfaction, before looking up into the face of the old detective. Brydon meets his gaze, but he’s terribly aware that the challenger’s face is nothing more than a crater, and the lone vampire’s hands and forearms are sopping wet with blood.

"Afraid of some Romani youngbloods?" the vampire asks Brydon, before laughing unsettlingly.
Galaine pulls the crucifix, and presents it to his foe. A hand goes up to block the view of the holy symbol, while the other swipes out blindly at the knight.

Sword meats flesh, and the thing shrieks out in pain. It’s a terrible kind of sound; all twisted and unnatural. Angry, and yet impotent.

Or is it? Blindly, the thing stumbles forward, swiping in the direction of the knight! Its claws are still wicked, though it daren’t use them to full effect, for fear of the holy symbol’s power!

The knight as fought fiercer foes than this, however. It’s almost pitiful, to see this creature leaking blood and swatting carelessly against arms and armor.
OOC:
A negative dice for the holy symbol. It will attack you, and then you can attack it. It looks rough, as they say! ;)

The female vampire, sensing the power of the holy symbol, wheels away, trying to put Xavier between herself and the knight.

"Enough!" she snarls, as she lines up the hit man. She drives her foot at the man for a third time, hoping to knock the hitman into the knight, giving her time to get away.

She slams the heel into Xavier, driving the wind out of him. Without taking the time to see where he lands, she turns for the window, and climbs through!

"Come!" she barks to the blinded creature.
OOC:
Negative Dice saves Galaine from a swipe. Xavier is not so lucky, and he takes a massive kick to the chest, for 5 damage!

Players are up! Xavier is going at the same time as the enemy so he has some options still! Luci and Brydon see the female vampire break out into the street.

Rolls

Galaine (12) (Disadvantage) - (1d20, 1d20)

1d20 : (4) = 4

1d20 : (14) = 14

Damage - (1d6)

(5) = 5

Xavier (7) - (1d20)

(18) = 18

Damage - (1d6)

(5) = 5

May 23, 2023 6:33 am
Brydon bends down and picks up the tooth, turning it over in his hand before standing straight again. "Afraid? Nah. Just thought you'd want more action - these punks were messing with you, right? Now they're messing with my friends. I don't know you from Adam, but enemy of my enemy, right? I, uh, don't think I'll smash them as well as you, but I'll try." He places the tooth in his pocket then heads inside, seeking the nearest of the punks and takes a swing with his truncheon.

Rolls

Attack, Melee (Physique: 12) - (1d20, 1d6)

1d20 : (6) = 6

1d6 : (6) = 6

May 23, 2023 7:46 am
Xavier flies through the air and crashes into the bar, scattering the last few upright stools like bowling pins. "Oof!" He isn't knocked out but he pretends to be for a moment to recover his breath and take quick stock of the situation.

KCC

May 23, 2023 7:57 am
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KCC

May 23, 2023 10:29 am
The lone vampire sighs heavily, before saying:

"You bloodbags love to talk!" but then he nods, before continuing in that strange accent: "Yes. The enemy of my enemy…"

Steeling himself, Brydon approaches the window, as the female vampire hangs from it, barking a command to the one flailing about inside. She turns back to the street, barely having time to take in the scene outside and her dead partner, before Brydon is on her with his cudgel.

A heavy whack from the stick sends her spinning, head caving in above the eye. A thud, and then the breaking of glass beneath her as some of the window gives way. She twists away from blow, driven downward by the power of the detective.

A shard of broken glass, stubbornly clinging to its place in the window frame takes her through the chin, piercing the roof of her mouth, destroying behind her nose, bursting through her left eye, and then up into the youngblood’s brain.

A wet gurgling sound, something like surprise, escapes her lacerated throat before her eyes roll back and her body slumps dead.

Inside, the knight holds his holy symbol aloft, as he deftly sidesteps both the vampire and the hitman as he’s knocked back into an abandoned table. Glasses wobble, trying desperately to remain upright, before eventually giving in and falling sideways, spilling beer and liquor on Xavier’s jacket.

Seeing the small vampire go down to the detective’s blow, Galaine swings a heavy strike at the blinded vampire, departing its head from the rest of its body. He takes the hand attempting to block the power of the boldly symbol below the elbow with the strike, too. Both fall to the floor with a duo of wet thumps. It’s followed by a heavier thud, as the headless body falls to its knees, and then collapses onto its front in the middle of the ruined Hangman’s Noose.

Quiet descends on the bar…
OOC:
Harrigan’s pretty busy the next few days, so put an end to things for him. No point in holding things up for 2hp!
May 23, 2023 3:12 pm
'I' ll be a lot better when we are out of here. Right in you go.. ' She opens the doors and tries to get the man I side, even if it means getting him in first then the chair.

As she' s in the middle of trying to wrangle it in she looks up realising the noise of fighting has stopped.

'... Well they're efficient today.'
May 24, 2023 4:30 am
OOC:
Sorry to be slow these last few days. Cool scene! So there are no active Vampyrs indie the bar?

KCC

May 24, 2023 5:55 am
OOC:
Correct! Though, you are free to turn your holy ire onto the abomination in the street, depending on your zealotry.
May 25, 2023 7:39 am
Brydon sighs and steps over to the bar, walking over one of their attackers in doing so. "Sorry about the damage, pal," he says to the bartender, slipping him a $20-bill. He shrugs and turns to the other two men - "I think it best if we get the hell out of here."

Martin

KCC

May 25, 2023 1:10 pm
Nose still trickling blood, Luci tips the wheelchair-bound man into the van, and starts to wrestle the chair in after him, when the street goes quiet. He kicks up his legs to avoid the metal contraption landing on top of him, and then stops still:

Martin
"Whats happening out there?" he says, groaning on the ground as he contorts himself to pull some junk out from underneath him.
The bartender, jaw on the floor as he takes in the scene, takes the $20 and slips it into his front pocket absent-mindedly:

"Ta, yeah."

You get the distinct impression that whatever you just said hasn’t registered.

"Wh… Wh… wh…" he starts up, asking a million questions at once, throwing his hand around the bar.

What was all that?…
What the hell were those?…
What the fuck?…


"Sorry about the mess!" the lone vampire says, as he climbs through the window. He stoops down, and pulls the top half of the female vampire’s head free from her body. He inspects the fangs, and then crosses to pick up the decapitated head that Galaine had freshly created; wincing with slight annoyance at his holy symbol.

"Lady Ventis will make this right." he reassures the bartender, who looks more than a little pale and shaky on his feet.

Who the fuck is that?…

"And you…" he waves the top half of the head at the three inside the bar, and then turns to shake it at Luci out on the street in greeting. "… we will be see you again soon."

He leaps out the window then; higher than what should be possible, and is gone.
May 25, 2023 2:00 pm
Once everything has settled, Xavier says, "Ow." He pulls himself up off the floor and dusts himself off. Looking at his ruined clothes he sighs. "That fucking sucked. Any bottles not broken back there, bartender? A scotch if you can find one." He picks up an overturned bar stool and sits down after righting it.
May 26, 2023 8:31 am
"To go," Brydon says, turning the corner of his mouth up and raising his eyebrows at the man. "We should leave. You and your friends always find trouble like this?"
May 26, 2023 10:10 am
"Only if everything goes sideways. If everything goes according to plan no one would even know we were there. Well, win some, lose some."
May 27, 2023 1:02 am
Galaine sheaths his sword after wiping the vampire blood off on one of the corpses, then he nods when the newcomer speaks of leaving.

"We should not tarry, Xavier," he says on his way out the front door. "I will check on Lady Lucielle. Do not be long licking your wounds!"
OOC:
Heading out to making sure Luci is okay.
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KCC

May 27, 2023 2:26 am
Shakily, the bartender reaches down behind the bar. Himself covered in a few scrapes from broken glass, he puts a bottle down with unintended force. He jumps at the sound. He manages to slide the bottle Xavier’s way before shakily stammering:

"We… We’re closed!"

He grabs up a broom, and walks around to usher you out the door, intending to lock it behind you; for all the good it will do.
OOC:
Back to base to recuperate? Somewhere else to hunt down a lead?
May 27, 2023 5:15 am
Brydon raises an eyebrow at Xavier, "Lady Lucielle? This guy's takin' the Ren Fair act a bit far, aint he?" He pats the bar as if saying bye to a faithful hound, then heads to follow.

"Hold up King Arthur! you got my friend in that van and I think we have more to talk about." When he gets closer, he drops his voice, "You people came her looking for Michelle, right? Let me come with you - clearly you know more about what's going on here."
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May 27, 2023 9:50 am
Xavier doesn't miss a beat when responding to the shabby man. "He's a method actor. When he's in character, he stays in character." He turns to the bartender and says, "Thanks. Hope you've got insurance." Taking a sip directly from the bottle, he heads out to check on the old man who arrived just when stuff went down. It couldn't be a coincidence he turned up the same time some vamps did.
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May 27, 2023 10:39 am
'The guys won.. I think.' Luci warily watches the lone vampire, clearly ready to bolt if he goes for her. As he heads back to the bar she;s still clearly tense in case in goes for the others.. but not so much she's willing to try and sop him.

As the head is turned to face her she goes pale and looks away grimacing. She only starts to relax as Glaaine walks out.

'Seriously? Why do you to always have to get involved..' She sighs. ' You;re friend two only man.. levaing us here with a vampire fight going on. I'm delicate.' She rasies a hand to start wiping away the blood for her nose.


As the other two also emerge she walks over and goes to grab the bottle from Xaviar to take her own long drink. 'Can we get out of here. Via a booze store preferably. Michelle's not here she's.. we'll fill you in. She goes pale again remembering the video.
May 28, 2023 4:42 pm
To Barringer, the wayward knight offers only a look, and a nod.
Galaine strides out of the damaged bar, his cloak flowing behind him and his sword visible on his hip, as it always was when he didn't take the care to conceal it.

"Forsooth, my Lady, I tried to convince Xavier to withdraw from the tavern, but we were set upon by those vampyrs, which we dispatched."

When he sees the blood on the woman's face, Galaine casts about for further foes. "Are you alright? Did someone strike you?"

Her drinking from the bottle Xavier has is the man's immediate answer, so he merely nods and moves towards his van, intending to make it ready for their next journey.
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KCC

May 29, 2023 11:18 am
OOC:
So I’ve got us getting out of dodge! Swing by a place to grab some booze and back to base?

I’ll need two 1d6 rolls. First come, first roll!
May 29, 2023 1:56 pm
OOC:
I'll grab one of them...

Rolls

Randomizer Die Go! - (1d6)

(4) = 4

May 29, 2023 5:28 pm
OOC:
go go gadget 1d6!
Brydon hops into the van, next to his old friend and tries to comfort the man as they drive.
Last edited May 29, 2023 5:30 pm

Rolls

Randomness - (1d6)

(4) = 4

May 30, 2023 5:08 am
Looking over his shoulder as everyone piles in, Galaine turns over the engine and fires up the noisy and underpowered V8. He has to wrestle with his sword for a moment to get it past his seat so it extends partly into the back, but then he's ready to roll.

"Where are we going?" he asks, looking at everyone in the tiny looking glass that's mounted to what he's been told is called a windscreen.
May 30, 2023 6:23 am
OOC:
I have a drink lol. We're still looking for Michelle right? So we should continue on with that if we have any leads.

Martin

KCC

May 30, 2023 9:00 am
Martin
"This shit has been brewing for years." Martin whines from the back of the van, as Galaine sets it lurching through the streets.

He pulls out his phone, screen slightly cracked. Blood has begun to dry into the cracks.

https://i.imgur.com/8WXkwKd.jpg
"Ack… I bet this has been happening all over town. Hostile fucking takeover!

Mish… We need to figure out where she’s at. You guys got a place we can lay low?"
[ +- ] The Video
May 30, 2023 9:49 am
"Who the fuck's doing this, Martin?"

The man shows him the video on his phone, which answers some of his questions and generates a whole lot of new ones.

"Romani territory...?" he wonders aloud, then directs the next question to the front of the van. "Didn't those screwheads at the bar say they were Romani? They'd be looking then to, what, take out anyone that might stand up to them?"

Back to Martin, "You think a coordinated attack? That's a lot of missed calls there buddy, what exactly were you a part of?"

Martin

KCC

May 30, 2023 11:48 am
Martin
"Shit, you really dropped out of the game, didn’t you? The Council! The f… The fucking Families."

He looks around at the four of you, waiting to see recognition on one of your faces.

"Tell me you know about the fucking Families. Jesus Christ."
OOC:
Romani, Ventis, Jalos. Feel free to run with them, or not! Both are good options for me!

Rolls

Secret Roll

May 30, 2023 12:02 pm
'... No-one hit be just.. You now.. Nosebleed' She wasn't sure if the other two had picked up that even when her abilities did work the seemsed to cause her harm, but she wasn't about to admit it out loud.

'Professor, I' m supervise this while you drive. It would be irresponsible for me not to. ' She holds up the bottle before getting in the back.

As the video is shown again she looks away. ' It definiteky seems like a power grab.. You guys aren't going to like the suggestion of lying low are you? '

She looks to Martin as he starts listing names, clearly clueless.
May 30, 2023 9:16 pm
"I guess I have, my friend," Brydon says, "I've been quiet, not trying to draw attention to myself. Maybe a little scared, but I've been planning and making connections. I've heard these names, but I thought they were just references to rival gangs that have popped up. The way you say it, it seems I've underestimated them." He swallows, "And, I've suspected there's been something less human, less natural, going on in the city, I wasn't expecting actual fucking vampires. How deep is this iceberg, Martin?" He frowns, and looks around to the others in the van, "You guys didn't seem quite so shocked about those fanged assholes back there either. You all knew about this shit? Are all these families a bunch of literal monsters?"
May 31, 2023 12:31 am
Xavier sits in the back of the van and takes a swig of his drink. It wasn't classy but he was hurting and annoyed. "Yep. And vampires are the worst. They have the worst quality of people but extreme strength and durability to prevent most serious repercussions. Imagine the most entitled, whiny, emo brat you can, then give it super powers. Fucking vampires, man. Give me werewolves, mummies, hell even some deep ones. At least those monsters aren't insufferable pricks with inflated egos and entitlement issues." Xavier takes another swig.
May 31, 2023 1:13 am
Brydon's gaze narrows further as Xavier casually mentions these various monsters. He realizes he's holding his breath and lets it out. He decides all at once this man wasn't making shit up. This was real, all of it, and somehow it doesn't surprise him as much as it maybe should. In his head, he pictures the spider-web of deceit, power, and conspiracy that covers the wall of his living room and suddenly all the blank spots he's been aching over for God knows how long start filling in, the puzzle pieces sliding in place. "Fuck it," he says aloud, "Okay." He gestures to the bottle, "May I?"
May 31, 2023 3:38 am
Xavier looks over the disheveled man. He pauses before handing it over. "You can keep it. I should keep my head clear for what's next."
May 31, 2023 5:50 am
Without knowing where he's going, Galaine is driving rather slowly down the street. Other drivers, frustrated, honk and gesture as they go around him, but he seems to not notice. He thinks that behavior is commonplace in the 21st century with these horse-less wagons, the optional lanes and 'turn signals' and such.

"So there are entire families of vamprys here in the city? Whole clans?" the man says, fastidiously keeping his eyes on the road and his hands on the wheel.

Xavier asks twice about what's next, so Galaine turns to him and simply says, "We need to slay them. All of them."

Martin

KCC

Jun 1, 2023 12:38 pm
Martin
"If you can dream it, chances are it’s somewhere in this damned city. There’s these fellas… call themselves Magi. Sons of bitches can burst your fucking head open with a word. A fucking word, man."

He intercepts the bottle as it passes hands, and takes a slug himself. With a heavy wipe of his mouth, he continues:

"As for the Vamps: There’s three families… that I know of at least. They usually play nice together. Work together to keep the mayor’s balls in a vice. That kind of thing. Until now…

Shits brewing."


He reaches forward to pat Galaine on the shoulder:

"Well, we sure as shit aren’t going to slay them with bar stools and butter knives.

Take a left up here. We’re going to need some heavier shit."
OOC:
Happy to go to Martin’s place, with the promise of booze and heavy weaponry?
Jun 2, 2023 12:37 am
OOC:
Sounds good!
Jun 2, 2023 8:46 am
Brydon nods in agreement. "Yeah, whatever we need to fight these bastards. You say they have the mayor's balls in a vice? Shit. We worked all those years trying to take the mayor down, and he's not even running the show." He grabs hold of the bottle and takes another swig. It was getting low. His head was feeling it, so he decides to call it quits, passing it on. "Magi, vampires, whatever's doing all of this, nothing changes - they go down, so this city can see a better tomorrow. Shit, Martin, why didn't you contact me? Or the others - Jace, Clive, Rawlings - are any of them in on this too?" Too few of them left, far too few, he thinks.
Jun 2, 2023 11:58 am
Xavier looks at the new guy. "Jace? Not Jace Jennings?"
Jun 3, 2023 12:45 am
Brydon hesitates, his normal guardedness still up, "Yeah, how do you know the name? He's not in some kind of trouble too, is he?"
Jun 3, 2023 6:24 am
Galaine drives, following Martin's directions, but he makes a face and looks lost in thought as Xavier and Brydon talk. The mayor was no mortal man, the knight knew. These vampyrs had to be powerful indeed.

"It must hold some powerful enchantment," he says quietly, idly, "this vice."
Jun 3, 2023 7:53 am
"Not in trouble anymore. Dead. Assassinated. From what I heard anyway. How much longer?" Xavier asks, changing the subject.
Jun 3, 2023 6:22 pm
Brydon scoffs at Galaine, "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

He's far more bothered by what Xavier had to say about Jace, his mood darkening at the words. He looks to Martin. "Another one bites the dust then." He makes a mental note to look into the supposed assassination when he can.

Martin

KCC

Jun 4, 2023 9:19 am
Martin
"Another one bites the dust." Martin responds with a sigh. "And you can add Rawlings to the list, too. She bit it almost a year ago now."

Bit it…

He winces as he says the words.

"Haven’t heard from Clive in a while. If he’s still the big brain he used to be, he’ll have made his way out of the city. Hell if I know."

He grips Galaine by the shoulder, and points out a run down looking set of flats; only about five floors high, with a good chunk of the windows boarded up.

"This is her." Martin says, fingering a spot for Galaine to pull into. "Home, sweet home!"

He looks at the four of you, and ushers for you to climb out of the van:

"Don’t mind the mess. I wasn’t expecting visitors."

Visitors…

The word makes him look up and down the street before fishing the keys from his pocket.

"Hope you don’t mind standing. Come on. Let’s get off the streets!"
OOC:
You’ve Reached A Checkpoint!

Ha! Maybe a good time to start a fresh thread! You step inside Martin’s place, and it’s exactly as you’d expect. Feel free to describe the interior as you see fit.

His weapons will be many, and in classic Hunter fashion - tucked away behind a trip switch or some such. Alcohol will be easier to find.

I’ll get a fresh thread up soon! ^^

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