Michael doesn't have much time to admire his handiwork (though part of him recoils in revulsion at having seemingly killed someone, even if it was someone he had every reason to hate)--he has to choose between saving Natalie and looking for Kevin!
Yet again, I see. A thought chuckles in his ear.
He sprints towards Tiffany. "TIFFANY! ENOUGH!" He roars, attempting to tackle Tiffany off of Natalie!
Bones catches Tiffany off guard!
And Natalie, who seemed to be almost inhumanly angry... backs away with effort, and mutters "I lost my damned mine for a second there..."
While Tiffany strains and struggles but Micheal has her pinned.
“Alright!“
Sue agreed reluctantly.
“But I need to know that you're truly on the side of the lesser evil, as you said before!“
She looked at Writhe, trying to gauge her sincerity.
“So, what's the plan?“
Dif 8
Dif 6
dif 7
***
As the blood and carnage settles down, Dylan, Lawrence, Bones and the others realize the Sabbat are finally defeated. It is not like the others on their side did nothing.
Tiffany has to be wrestled to the ground, and it is NOT easy...but she seems to be hissing back to some sense of sanity as Bones helps her recover.
Natalie is badly hurt, and looks about, "@###, where is Kevin?"
Lawrence sees his sweet angel (albeit Lizard Person) Mei is latched onto one of the Sabbat, drinking deep like a wild beast. Whether one finds her gloriously lovely in her feasting, utterly monstrous, or both is up to the individual. Her wounds are healing rapidly, but Lawrence hears voices whispering 'She'll take too much' 'no no no soul food is bad for vampires'. Ghosts, spirits? His own inner madness?
Out of all the Sabbat, only Tiffany and the 'bride' out of the newlywed couple that had the misfortune of being at the Dipship seem intact. The Bride downed, unable to move, but not dead. She could be destroyed easily now, or spared. Though ALL of the Sabbat shovelheads seem to be crazed.
"Truly?" She fidgets, looking nerdier somehow, "How do I convince you I'm lesser? OH I know, I don't snap my fingers and have howling hordes of shovelheads attack you? Or I don't send googly gargoyles to behead while I ponder the stock market?" She looks oddly sheepish at how to PROVE herself.
Writhe is hard to read, but there is something about this sheepishness that makes her more believable. She then says "How are you at sneaking? And running? We might be able to clear this place out. THen join the others. Oh, and we anarchs are looking to adopt so if you know any johns or janes who look great in fangs let us know?"
Dylan walks over to the Bride and his tongue lashes at her, softly, probing her blood for virulence...
Lawrence walks toward Mei, a horrifically beautiful scene of unrestrained bloodlust. Understanding he must stop her, he reaches his hand out toward her.
"M-Mei...d-don't let the L-L-Lizards take full control! R-retain restraint! En-gender the resistance, do not fall to the refuse. Y-you cannot s-slip to the c-cold beast w-within!"
vs Mei's Humanity/Path Level
Dylan plunges his tongue into the bride. He tastes no sickness, no disease.
Lawrence reaches out to Mei, with both his hand, and the power of his madness. He touches her inner beast to sooth it, only to find his attempt entices his own.
Dylan drains the last of her vitality, no need to allow the enemy to have more foot soldiers to vex our little group!
Well, already full, Dylan feels positively bloated.
The bride shudders... and the vampire becomes.. merely a corpse.
"Geezus, Bro." Kelly observes, "I know we got to clean house, but do you need to use that freaky tongue everytime?"
Dylan nods to his sister, "Yep, we need to kill em', dead"
Sue looked at Writhe with a raised eyebrow.
She let out a small sigh.
“I'm good at sneaking and running!" Sue replied. "And about the recruitment, I don’t think so! No! Keep that in mind, ok?! Let us go then!“
Lawrence curbs the rise of his own lizard man to join Mei.
Mei keeps feeding and feeding and there's a BLAM
and Mei is covered in gore, as her 'prey' just had it's head shattered by Samantha's bullet.
The Gangrel gives a low growl, cheated of.. something, then snaps out of it "oh god I just..."
"You're welcome" Samantha remarks, "No drinking souls.. at least that's what my 'sire' told me"
Sue nods and starts to move to get the job done.
Sue tries to note all around her with her senses.
****
The woman turns, "Did you hear something?"
Sue holds very still.
The one armed man whimpers. And apparently this 'sabbat' lady figures it must be him.
[B]"Ah, the 'special challenges' fellow. Yes yes... afraid we don't want a one armed vampire even as a shovelhead. Stop your whining, soon your family and friends, the strong ones, will rise to feed on you."
Kelly sighs and with the many tools about here, begins severing necks of the fallen and defeated. She looks a bit troubled about how easily she's doing it.
"Qu-quick draw, qu-quick thinking sister." Lawrence moves to Mei and holds her gaze. "Un-t-tainted for now." His face turns as a screw when he remembers what's become of them. "Less t-tainted, anyway."
Lawrence looks for Writhe. "C-come then El-dest Chamel-eon. What heated b-basking rock do we p-perch upon?"
Sue saw the one armed man … that could've been her, if circumstances had been different. That thought alone was enough to propel her into action. She puts the package that Writhe gave her down.
Sue had to get herself out of this immediate danger.
Summoning all the stealth she possessed, Sue stepped to escape slowly. She was careful to avoid stepping on the crispy leaves or twigs that could give away her position. Her eyes flickered to the direction where she last saw Writhe.
"Qu-quick draw, qu-quick thinking sister." Lawrence moves to Mei and holds her gaze. "Un-t-tainted for now." His face turns as a screw when he remembers what's become of them. "Less t-tainted, anyway."
Lawrence looks for Writhe. "C-come then El-dest Chamel-eon. What heated b-basking rock do we p-perch upon?"
Writhe doesn't appear to be there.
His sister however, nods calmly, "Normally I'd ask if anyone was injured but..." Some of her injuries lessen like a timelapse, "Blood seems to speed up healing just like our mentors said."
Mei looks ashamed at Lawrence's gaze "Less tainted." Shes' not sure how to admit how good it felt, how good it all felt. Mei feels at her hair, "I think I need a shower."
Sue shakes her head.
“Ehh … I don’t think so to be honest?!“ she says and follows.
(Sue)
Writhe seems to shift, her garments blurring as she talks to Sue, "For a little while in LA, Astrolite was all the rage. Nostalgia I guess. Mind you, this isn't big enough to blow the top off a skyscraper but ..."
The explosion behind them is like thunder! Sending the yard's dirt and spewing even as it engulfs all still there, in flames. Sue doubts most vampires could survive that.
"It'll do the trick. This one wasn't as big, but extra flames." Writhe says, "Now that you're a recruit in the great war for liberation against diabolism and poor fashion choices, I'd like to show you to the other new kids. I hope that's okay?"
She's leading Sue along to another block nearby
***
(Everyone else)
About a BLOCK away, maybe less, there is a great thunderous BOOM...
and a pillar of flame!
Two figures, one of them Writhe, can be seen Micheal Baying it briefly as the false dawn glows behind them.
Dylan pauses, his Beast has trepidations about approaching a massive fireball, plus the light hurts his eyes...
Sue is super startled when she sees the explosion and although she expected something like this … well the bang was greater than expected!!
Sue follows her new acquaintance.
When she arrives and sees the others she tries to stay behind Writhe.
Sue's Chinese heritage is apparent in her almond-shaped eyes and high cheekbones. Her straight black hair has a streak of purple color. Despite her slim physique, Sue is evidently dexterous and moves with grace.
Sue wears combat boots, cargo pants, and a tank top.
"The g-gene-tic s-sorc-cery of the Dragon flows th-through us all n-now." Lawrence turns his head sharply to the explosion."And n-now, it breathes. B-b-be vigilant, Mei."
Michael barely has time to ponder everything when Natalie asks after Kevin.
"Kevin?!" Michael looks around, yelling.
Sue looks around and raises her hand.
"Ehhh ... hi, I am Sue." she says.
Lawrence sizes up the new arrival with a cocked head and a piercing gaze. "A-n-nother of the L-Lizard Kings misbe-g-gotten gr-grandchildren attempts to b-balance the scales of his injustice. W-was it you who in-voked his fire?"
Dylan raises an eyebrow as Sue approaches, "Well Sue, you make one hell of an entrance..."
Sue looks to her back to be sure they mean her.
"I ... I did not really do that. It was her. I ... I just came over here ... I really do not know why. So who are you guys? You kind of look like you were in a fight?" she says a little confused and points at Writhe.
"Oh.
Well then, I'm Dylan. I'm going to guess you're not a uh.. shovelhead like these now decapitated poor souls.
Well except this f~+@er", Dylan kicks Brandon's corpse. "This f%$$er has had it coming for a while now".
Sue looks at the display of violence and remains cool.
"No idea what a shovelhead to be honest." she explains and shrugs.
"The g-gene-tic s-sorc-cery of the Dragon flows th-through us all n-now." Lawrence turns his head sharply to the explosion."And n-now, it breathes. B-b-be vigilant, Mei."
Mei nods "You're right, Lawrence. We've got to hold onto what good is left in us. "
Michael barely has time to ponder everything when Natalie asks after Kevin.
"Kevin?!" Michael looks around, yelling.
They got seperated for ONE second, and Kevin is gone! Natalie curses, "##$#. Why would he run?"
Tiffany sniffles "You killed his mother.. his sister.. I think. I mean, we're all dead right?" She gives a weak attempt at a laugh but it comes out rather sad.Natalie looks at the corpses of the Nosferatu and the lovely vampire nearby. "Damn damn damn. Bones baby, if he's like this crazy ### he's got to be out of his brainpan."
"Ehhh ... hi, I am Sue." she says.
Lawrence sizes up the new arrival with a cocked head and a piercing gaze. "A-n-nother of the L-Lizard Kings misbe-g-gotten gr-grandchildren attempts to b-balance the scales of his injustice. W-was it you who in-voked his fire?"
Dylan raises an eyebrow as Sue approaches, "Well Sue, you make one hell of an entrance..."Sue looks to her back to be sure they mean her.
"I ... I did not really do that. It was her. I ... I just came over here ... I really do not know why. So who are you guys? You kind of look like you were in a fight?" she says a little confused and points at Writhe.
"Oh.
Well then, I'm Dylan. I'm going to guess you're not a uh.. shovelhead like these now decapitated poor souls.
Well except this f+@!er", Dylan kicks Brandon's corpse. "This f%*+er has had it coming for a while now".
"No idea what a shovelhead to be honest." she explains and shrugs.
Writhe , Lawrence's sire beams at them "Oh it was magnificient, Sue's sneakers where non squeeky, and helped bring the fires of Hailing frequencies upon another rotted garden and their gardeners." She chuckles, "And she carried my luggage. She's not Sabbat, no no no. She's a lost lamb... I wonder why she doesn't have more flock mates? Anyway... make nice. We need all the organized anarchy we can in these timely tries."
Samantha looks at Writhe, then to others, "Did anyone get that?"Mei nods to Sue, "I'm Mei " The name maybe somewhat.. painful to hear given Sue's loss, "Um Clan Gangrel."
Dylan's sister says "He's dead. It's done. easy bro." then a look over to Sue, "Kelly Gantz... Dylan's cooler sibling."
"A shovelhead," Says one woman who bears her own family resemblence to Lawrence, "Is slang for vampires embraced, then buried, and then popping up half crazy to be Sabbat recruits." A look at Tiffany "And there is ONE left. What do we do with her?"
Mei says "Oh this is Samantha. Lawrence's sister. She's a doctor."[/B]
Writhe does a head count, "Where's the man in black with the shadow attack?"
"Bailed on us maybe," Natalie says not trusting herself to say what she THINKS should be done with Tiffany while she's still fresh wounded from her, "Took his sister I think."
Sue slightly winces at the mention of the name Mei but swiftly recomposes herself.
”Ehh … good to meet you, Mei!“ Sue manages a smile and nods at Samantha.
”And you too, Samantha. I appreciate the explanation!“
She takes a moment to digest the information.
”That's all totally confusing for me. You could use my help? And you’re all family? Well, I’ve got family as well .. ehh … “ she says.
"So, should we try and find more of these bloodsuckers or have we rooted out this batch and need to head to "home base"?
We should keep the once we captured for interrogation by our allies who know how to do so better and probably can ask questions we won't even think of".
Dylan nods to Sue, "We are down and man, with you we are up a woman. Makes us even, I mean, if you want to, that is".
He adds, "I am actually the cooler sibling, Kelly is just older and better looking".
"S-so Sue s-stopped the s-surfacing of skinks." Lawrence shifts his gaze to Sue. "Y-your sh-shimmer-ing s-s-scales will surely s-send shiv-vers up the s-pines of Sab-bat s-sal-aman-ders."
Dylan turns to Writhe, "So... are we done here or do we need to search for more of these shovelheads?
If we search, are you coming with or taking our prisoner back for interrogation. Moonlight is burning".
Sue thinks for a moment.
"I will definitely accompany you." she says.
She then turns around and takes out her mobile phone and sends out a message to her sisters that she is fine but might be back later than expected.
Natalie mutters "Please tell me we get a shower first."
Kelly smirks at her brother "Well, I AM better looking."
Writhe is humming to herself.
****
Then she blinks as Dylan addresses her, "Oh, we've dealt with two but there are always three. Or is it five? I forget. Lawrence knows. Yes." A proud look at Lawrence, "Lawrence knows our numbers are irregualr. We lost our Shadowspawn and our Kitty tiff. Sad. Very sad. Why don't we question this new one here." A look at Tiffany, "I think I can help. Shhhh..." She moves to Tiffany and seems to focus.
To Lawrence, it seems her lizard eyes are lifting yet another scaled lid. To others, the malkavian is just given an off kilter stare.
Tiffany's fury fades a bit, "Oh my god. What am I? My dad became a monster... I guess he always was. My mom...dead I... "
"Passions cooled, cold goes the blood," Writhe says, then glances over to Sue and smiles, "I noticed you sent words. Are your sisters nearby? Always nice to meet friends to be."
Natalie eyes Tiffany "We lost Kevin because we were busy with you. So talk."
Mei tries a gentler interview on the shovelhead, "Did those who embrace you, who did this to you, mention anything BEFORE they buried you, about their plans?"
Tiffany focuses, "Some ..some split to go to another house nearby. I think..where the explosion was?"
"Good to know." Mei says "Now focus, the others?"
"Uhm.. some wanted to check out a chant tree?" Tiffany says.
"Warlocks are gone. Mmm pieces. " Writhe says then looks to Dylan, "Looks like you're going towards the Usurpaporium. We have some there already so you have help. " She gives directions.
"Wonderful, we lost the one guy with actual military experience.
I guess they will be similar to the types we just engaged with?"
Dylan looks around for weapons to collect.
"Wonderful, we lost the one guy with actual military experience.
I guess they will be similar to the types we just engaged with?"
Dylan looks around for weapons to collect.
Weapons there are. A shotgun looks promising. There are also knives, a slightly bent poker, two handgun pistols. Alas, no flame thrower.
Writhe tuts, "Yes, Azerrad is going to be mad her pick took his shadows with him and left. Clans aren't supposed to matter to Anarchs but let's be honest, we all have our favorite patterns and we really needed the muscle. We may have to find new blood to appease her and TC. Though some of us COULD double up and.. ooo" a look to Lawrence, "Want a new sibling? Another one of us who sees what no one else can... or wants to?"
Dylan pick up the shotgun and hands it to Sue, "Point and aim is what I was told". He shrugs.
"I've o-only known o-one sibling. I've n-never kn-nown some-one who sees the t-truth. If c-condemn-nation is re-required, b-best the t-truth is seen."
"Passions cooled, cold goes the blood," Writhe says, then glances over to Sue and smiles, "I noticed you sent words. Are your sisters nearby? Always nice to meet friends to be."
Sue is less amused now. “Take care of your own stuff!“ she says bluntly.
She then takes the shotgun that Dylan handed to her and nods.
“I am ready!“