"...O-okay. H-have a gas can s-somewhere. P-pour in a j-jar, A-add s-styro-foam and w-we got Na-palm."
Lawrence shuffles through the boxes in the basement for an empty mason jar to illustrate.
"Unless w-we don't want it to l-look like Ar-son. In w-which case we c-could probably o-verload the breakers and c-cause an el-ectrical fire."
"Nat?"
Michael leans on his elbow and looks at his girlfriend. "Just had the weirdest dream... about stuff like ancient Rome burning a city, about how cowards will look for any way to cling to their power and persecute any who could threaten them. The whole thing looked like it was shot through a film of blood."
Natalie chuckles "I think you've gotten political..again," She ponders "For me, I dreamed of doing some serious lestat sh*t. Like, hogwarts for vampires but at the college level. " She considers "I honestly didn't think I WOULD dream."
A knock on the door
"Who is it?" Natalie calls out.
"T.C. You guys want to shower and get dressed? We've got to show you off to some others."
You walk through the halls and look for a likely room. One has sounds of activity, bad idea. You move to another. Listening against the door, you hear snoring, and you get to work. The locks here aren't too complex and you've had practice at this place. A soft click, and you sneak in, closing the door behind you. It's dark in here, save for a bit of moonlight through a window that needs cleaning.
A somewhat portly guy slumbers on the bed, sawing wood so to speak. You bite down as directed. You were told to lick the wound after.. and start to drink.
Better than the best Whiskey ...
Logically, you know a human can only lose SO much blood before they go into shock, but you see why the words control were thrown around.
"...O-okay. H-have a gas can s-somewhere. P-pour in a j-jar, A-add s-styro-foam and w-we got Na-palm."
Lawrence shuffles through the boxes in the basement for an empty mason jar to illustrate.
"Unless w-we don't want it to l-look like Ar-son. In w-which case we c-could probably o-verload the breakers and c-cause an el-ectrical fire."
Writhe looks at you at the latter, "Can you help make the fires dance with chance left holding the bag of smoke?"
"He could," Mei translates it "Lawrence is amazing with tech and he knows that place's lay out and wiring better than most."
Mei maybe a blood sucking monster, but she's still nice to you.
Samantha has that troubled look. She's learning you were right, though she's not grasping it all. Maybe she's worried she likes the feel of scales? But she nods, "Take Lawrence with you, and it'll get done."
Morgrym drinks the blood enjoying it and filling to his dark beast inside and the need to feed.
"Nat?"
Michael leans on his elbow and looks at his girlfriend. "Just had the weirdest dream... about stuff like ancient Rome burning a city, about how cowards will look for any way to cling to their power and persecute any who could threaten them. The whole thing looked like it was shot through a film of blood."
Natalie chuckles "I think you've gotten political..again," She ponders "For me, I dreamed of doing some serious lestat sh*t. Like, hogwarts for vampires but at the college level. " She considers "I honestly didn't think I WOULD dream."
A knock on the door
"Who is it?" Natalie calls out.
"T.C. You guys want to shower and get dressed? We've got to show you off to some others."
Michael rolls out of bed. "Right..."
He winces. Kevin...
You were dead. You ARE Dead.
So why are you having more dreams? Dreams of serpents, and of a beating heart in a jar.
Of Priests anointing warriors and sending them out to battle?
You waken. You wonder if Jerry missed you at work today, for it is most definitely night.
Morgrym drinks the blood enjoying it and filling to his dark beast inside and the need to feed.
[Dice=self control]3d10
You manage to pull the fangs away, to stop before you risk killing your prey. He certainly enjoyed it. A blissful smile.
You lick the wound, and it's gone! Which makes NO sense. Then again, neither does moving around without a heart beat.
You hear your sire's voice, "Nice. Sandmaning it can be useful if you feel short of charm"
It's so weird to be back, to be a ghost among your machines.
As you work on rigging the wires to overload ... you hear it, with senses you didn't have before.
Footsteps. Wait, is someone in here after all?
"Who's there?" A voice declares. Oh crud, Biff the Rentacop.
The flashlight spot dances in the hall, getting closer.
Michael rolls out of bed. "Right..."
He winces. Kevin...
"Wait, we don't sweat, do we even stink?" Natalie asks
"Eventually yes," TC says "Besides, it gets gross enough out there. Let's not let it linger."
Natalie strips and heads to the bathroom, "I hear you." A shower starts running, "Hey Bones, you wanna come in here and share some water?"
The thought of being under the shower with Natalie brings the briefest of smiles to Michael's face.
"Sounds lovely, thanks." He says before following.
S+#%, why can't he just...find something else to do. He's not even a real cop. He's Tofu, not Pork. I...this could work.
Lawrence cuts out the lights on the breaker, shuts off the main switch, then finishes manipulating the fuses to overload when the main switch is flipped on.
After finishing he finds a nice dark corner tucked behind some shelves or a file cabinet and holds very still, wishing he could fully disappear.
Morgrym nods and leaves the room and locks the door behind him and says how many times must I drink now to be full? and Morgrym moves down the hall to another room and he pulls a burner phone and texts his Fence: Hey I need a night drop again. Looking for ten good practice wooden swords, 3 good battle sharpened iron swords, four sets of kevlar armor with full reinforced neck guards, helmets, arm and leg and joint guards included along with inserted plates and a six pack of flare guns with 6 flares each. Give me eta and drop off
The thought of being under the shower with Natalie brings the briefest of smiles to Michael's face.
"Sounds lovely, thanks." He says before following.
In the Shower, you and Natalie end up doing that thing that all hot sexy couples do in the shower...
talking."Look, TC's got like, super hearing, right so this might be a good way to create some white noise in the background to chat," Natalie tells you, "I realize biting the hand that currently feeds us may not be smart, and I love the power we've got, but I got to tekk you something, if somehow Kevin IS alive, maybe he or his family , at least one got away. I want to help them, even if it means moving from the game plan a bit. You with me?"
S*%&, why can't he just...find something else to do. He's not even a real cop. He's Tofu, not Pork. I...this could work.
Lawrence cuts out the lights on the breaker, shuts off the main switch, then finishes manipulating the fuses to overload when the main switch is flipped on.
After finishing he finds a nice dark corner tucked behind some shelves or a file cabinet and holds very still, wishing he could fully disappear.
You move quickly, rigging things with haste and ducking aside a file cabinet and praying the direct light of his flash light doesn't fall on you. Your mind races with a thousand ideas of what could go wrong. You speculate on why Biff is plotting to destroy you?
"Ah damn it," As the lights go out, Biff focuses not on finding you, but the switch to turn it back on. It's like you're not even there to him "We got rats eating wiring again?" He moves to the switch, and flips it!
Well, the results are spectacular...
The charge arcs up his arm and starts to shock him. He's having trouble letting go!
You've taken out some of the safety features, you had enough time for that, so there's no stopping the cascade that goes into more wiring and starts to pop and fizz all over... fire and smoke do indead start to break out in small amounts.
You see the fire, small though it is, on the panel and you realize your lizard brain is terrified of it.
It looks like your mission is a success. Whether you should take a moment to use non conductive material to free Biff and drag him out of here before he fries? That's up to you.
The thought of being under the shower with Natalie brings the briefest of smiles to Michael's face.
"Sounds lovely, thanks." He says before following.
In the Shower, you and Natalie end up doing that thing that all hot sexy couples do in the shower...
talking."Look, TC's got like, super hearing, right so this might be a good way to create some white noise in the background to chat," Natalie tells you, "I realize biting the hand that currently feeds us may not be smart, and I love the power we've got, but I got to tell you something, if somehow Kevin IS alive, maybe he or his family , at least one got away. I want to help them, even if it means moving from the game plan a bit. You with me?"
When Natalie mentions TC's exceptional hearing, Michael presses against her as the water cascades down around them.
"...I want to help, too. Whatever's happened to them, they don't deserve any of it." He whispers into her ear. His voice seems a bit more... melodic than it was last night.
"I don't know how we can, though..."
Morgrym nods and leaves the room and locks the door behind him and says how many times must I drink now to be full? and Morgrym moves down the hall to another room and he pulls a burner phone and texts his Fence: Hey I need a night drop again. Looking for ten good practice wooden swords, 3 good battle sharpened iron swords, four sets of kevlar armor with full reinforced neck guards, helmets, arm and leg and joint guards included along with inserted plates and a six pack of flare guns with 6 flares each. Give me eta and drop off
"Reasonable questions... it's very rare for us to feel full. It's a kind of balance. Feed from say, two people a night, enough that they had a good time and live, and you'll hold hunger back. Or one but badly enough it may cause them medical trouble for them. Kill one, well, the Beast will eventually reduce you to a frenzied monster even other kindred will put down if you're not careful but it SHOULD fill you. There are some who feast from animals," A sniff "Farmers. Trust me, the flavor is terrible and it's far less filling. You can bank blood, modern age and all, but it's best fresh. There are other rules."
You send the text, there's no immediate response, not at this hour. You know that it is possible that your Fence will need time, maybe days, for some of the items.
Sorry Biff. Had to be done.
Lawrence takes a moment to look around for any rubber gloves or other usable non-conductive material.
Morgrym will seek a second target on the next floor ensuring no cameras again.
Morgrym will drink again and then says you have someplace we need to be?
Morgrym will lick the wound closed after drinking
When Natalie mentions TC's exceptional hearing, Michael presses against her as the water cascades down around them.
"...I want to help, too. Whatever's happened to them, they don't deserve any of it." He whispers into her ear. His voice seems a bit more... melodic than it was last night.
"I don't know how we can, though..."
"I don't know either," Natalie slides about you to wipe your back and clean while she whispers in your ear in return, "But if we learn of Kevin's fate, REALLY learn, we may have to get pretty clever on the fly. Just making sure you feel the same."
You two may talk for a bit, but the time comes you must dry off and get dressed. When you do, you notice someone took the liberty of going out and getting you some of your own clothes, and some outfits that were here are open to you as well though Natalie chuckles as she thinks of you wearing a suit and tie
Sorry Biff. Had to be done.
Lawrence takes a moment to look around for any rubber gloves or other usable non-conductive material.
[dice=Alertness+Perception]3d10+3d10
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Rubber gloves are found in the toolbox, and you slip them on just in time to save the renta cop from being renamed to 'Roast Biff'.
You pull him out to safety, and see Mei coming after you carrying files and footage she wanted to preserve.
"It's starting to smoke in there but we sabotaged some of the extinguishers , I stole some of the footage that never got approved , the stories they considered too crazy to take seriously. I thought you would appreciate it?" Mei explains
She's a sweet fiend..eerr friend.
Writhe looks down at Biff, where she came from you are not sure, "If the job is done, it's Miller time. Have a nip of Biff steak and you'll be ready tomorrow night which will be sooner than you think."
Morgrym will seek a second target on the next floor ensuring no cameras again.
[Dice=stealth+dex]7d10
[Dice=dex+larc]6d10
Morgrym will drink again and then says you have someplace we need to be?
"Too close to dawn by now for us to do much. Don't worry, tomorrow you'll meet some of the other recruits. Let's get back to the room. You want me to shove you in the closet, or under the bed? The bathtub is mine." Amused.
Ah, you didn't go into the bathroom. That's where she was hiding. Makes sense, no chance of sunlight getting in there from that angle.
You lick the wound and clean it off, as your 'sire' motions for you to follow back to the her room.
When Natalie mentions TC's exceptional hearing, Michael presses against her as the water cascades down around them.
"...I want to help, too. Whatever's happened to them, they don't deserve any of it." He whispers into her ear. His voice seems a bit more... melodic than it was last night.
"I don't know how we can, though..."
"I don't know either," Natalie slides about you to wipe your back and clean while she whispers in your ear in return, "But if we learn of Kevin's fate, REALLY learn, we may have to get pretty clever on the fly. Just making sure you feel the same."
You two may talk for a bit, but the time comes you must dry off and get dressed. When you do, you notice someone took the liberty of going out and getting you some of your own clothes, and some outfits that were here are open to you as well though Natalie chuckles as she thinks of you wearing a suit and tie
When the time comes to get dressed, Michael lets out a dismayed groan when he sees the clothes left out for them. "Eugh... do I have to wear this?"
He picks up a dark red tie and stares at it with contempt. "Stupid corpo neck-noose." He grumbles before getting dressed in black dress pants, dark socks, a pale violet undershirt and black suit. Once he's dressed he holds up the tie and starts trying to put it on.
I will take the closet and wedge it closed from the insidehe says and walks back to the room.
Lawrence gives Mei a rare smile as thanks, flashing his fangs, "Dinner for two?" he says as he lifts Biff's limp wrist in offering. Not waiting for the answer, Lawrence bites into his other wrist.
"I don't know either," Natalie slides about you to wipe your back and clean while she whispers in your ear in return, "But if we learn of Kevin's fate, REALLY learn, we may have to get pretty clever on the fly. Just making sure you feel the same."
You two may talk for a bit, but the time comes you must dry off and get dressed. When you do, you notice someone took the liberty of going out and getting you some of your own clothes, and some outfits that were here are open to you as well though Natalie chuckles as she thinks of you wearing a suit and tie
When the time comes to get dressed, Michael lets out a dismayed groan when he sees the clothes left out for them. "Eugh... do I have to wear this?"
He picks up a dark red tie and stares at it with contempt. "Stupid corpo neck-noose." He grumbles before getting dressed in black dress pants, dark socks, a pale violet undershirt and black suit. Once he's dressed he holds up the tie and starts trying to put it on.
Natalie laughs, "You know , that might work but.. you could rip the sleeves to make a fashion statement, counter culture."
You see that she has slipped on a ruby red dress vest but with just a tee shirt under it, as she's mixed and matched casual and formal clothes in a away that somehow works.
"Oh " A voice from the door "Natalie , you're already accessorizing. My undead heart is fit to burst," TC looks triumphant.
"Mmm if you're going to play proud mom, I expect to get my ass spoiled," Natalie tells her.
"Within limits," TC smiles then she looks at you, "You look all right, but tweak what you like."
I will take the closet and wedge it closed from the insidehe says and walks back to the room.
You do so, and find yourself drifting into the black. You hope Beth is okay but ... soon you feel ... nothing, lost into the dark of torpor. The sun has risen and you are dead.
And yet, as the sun starts to set again, you find yourself dreaming, sort of... the darkness whispers to you, telling you it's secrets.
Lawrence gives Mei a rare smile as thanks, flashing his fangs, "Dinner for two?" he says as he lifts Biff's limp wrist in offering. Not waiting for the answer, Lawrence bites into his other wrist.
She doesn't blush like she used to but her cheeks grow less pale, and she nips into the other wrist. You dare not drink too much between the two of you, and she finishes with effort quickly, but every little bite..err bit, helps.
It's oddly pleasant , the company. Like splitting a large soda or a plate of fries.
"We should head back, the sun will be up soon," Mei mmms after licking the wrist she had.
Lawrence licks his own bite mark, then looks back into the burning building. "J-just a bit grat-ifying th-that was." He makes his way home to avoid the heated arguments that the sun was going to have with his existence if it saw him.
Dylan feels odd, for a moment he forgets all about what took place, the gravity of the situation. Then he realizes, the only dreams he had were indeed the dreams of the Serpents.
Why Serpents? Who is this Set character Cleo was babbling about?
Dylan steps into the rest of the underground apartment looking for the Professor. Or perhaps a book, maybe books down here will have some information. This Egyptian motif must mean something unless this is just the style the Professor favors?
Lawrence licks his own bite mark, then looks back into the burning building. "J-just a bit grat-ifying th-that was." He makes his way home to avoid the heated arguments that the sun was going to have with his existence if it saw him.
Mei flashes you a smile at that admission, "Very Office Space." Indeed, there's at least one Inkjet printer in there that is finally going to the hell it deserves.
And you go to your home, your haven. Indeed you can be proud your place has been prepped for survival long before you were dead.
Your sister has been with Behemoth. She seems distant, not from you, from evertyhing. She's a woman of science, of reason, and practicality. She's learned that the world is dark and full of monsters that shouldn't be. She's learned she IS one of the monsters now.
You hope she can handle the strain. Her mind wasn't as readied as yours , after all.
You drift to sleep...
Dylan feels odd, for a moment he forgets all about what took place, the gravity of the situation. Then he realizes, the only dreams he had were indeed the dreams of the Serpents.
Why Serpents? Who is this Set character Cleo was babbling about?
Dylan steps into the rest of the underground apartment looking for the Professor. Or perhaps a book, maybe books down here will have some information. This Egyptian motif must mean something unless this is just the style the Professor favors?
It turns out, you find a book on Set, a most flattering collection of mythology where he is at worst, a necessary hero, at best, a liberator of those oppressed. There are illustrations here and there...
huh. You continue to read up and a voice says
"Set has a lot of stories," the Professor tells you as he's entered, "And you must decide for yourself which one is closest to your truth. I'm hardly orthodox myself. Would you like to hear some summaries of the most popular origins?"
Lawrence, you dream of a mushroom cloud, not one of radiation or fire or light, but blood red, and the rays from it are as sanguine as the spill from an open vein.
You dream of the redish rays touching various people. Some sink into the earth and are never seen again. Others sink but burst forth with scales along thier faces and shovels in their hand screaming incoherently.
You see a ray falling towards Denise and wonder if you should open your umbrella for her? Or watch the show.
Your uncle tries to tell you something but you can't hear him.
Is that your grandmother? She's dead, but then so are you. She approaches instead of yelling from a distance, "Every one loves a piece of blood pie, but after it's baked, they don't always remember to share. The pale voice, the darkhearted warrior, the Serpent warrior... remember to get your share ,dear, each of you. Children gotta eat too."
You wake up reeling.
Lawrence shivers from the dream and goes to turn on the news, to see how the events of last night have been received by the wider public, blind to the scaly menace as they are.
Dylan Gantz
"So this Set was the first Vampire?
I remember him being a God. This book is not clear on anything, is it myth or mythology?
Michael contemplates tearing the sleeves off of his suit and dress shirt, but ends up shaking his head.
"Don't need to tweak this yet. Shall we go?"
You click through different channels "Faulty wiring seems to be the culprit..."
Click
"Security Guard found injured..."
Click
"Or is it Sabotage, brought from folks trying to keep us from bringing you the Truth?" says Denise, looking a bit worse for wear without her usual make up and proper stage lighting. This is a rush job, and you can only imagine how much they're paying to use the back up studio . They probably had to call in a lot of folks to let them know NOT to come into work.
Indeed, you check your phone, the text has sent out an all call to employees to them not to come in today unless they're part of a skeleton crew.
You also realize your sick day has been approved. Apparently you called in? Or texted or something and there's a message on the phone you use to feed the soulless minions orthodoxy. You don't recall doing that. Did your sister call in for you? Or Mei? or the grand lizard council or...
Denise is still talking "While it's true we're on a skeleton crew here , you can bet we're still on the case. Within a few days, We here at KRAZ Station will be back on top and ready but in the mean time, yours truly will herself be out there, in the field, day and night, looking up the the truth"
Wait, has she been demoted? Or did Mei call in sick too? Interesting.
Denise seems to stare past the camera as if she sees you. As if she KNOWS!
And a voice says "Bro?" It's Samantha, "We have folks to meet."
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"Yes and no? Most vampires believe Caine , the biblical murderer was the first vampire and Set was like most clan founders of the third generation. Many setites hold that this is wrong, that Set himself was first, oldest, and yes, greatest. Even among our Clan, there's a lot of debate. Some swear he was never mortal, but indeed a god from the start," It seems you've started the professor up on a roll, "Oh there are tales of Set the Revelator, Set the Betrayed, Set the Accursed..."
ooc- Feel free to assume a lot on this page about Set's various myths is unloaded on Dylan
He goes on until you ask him to stop, or give a signal you're losing interest and then he says "Oh but look at me go on.We need to get ready for a meeting with the others, Dylan. A lot going on. Get dressed if you're not already wearing what you want. You and your sister are not the only new vampires, time to meet your fellow recruits."
"Sure thing," Natalie says. And out you go into the main hall
You were expecting TC , D-Man, or even Trevor...
instead you see a hot looking woman you've never seen before in your life. She's pale, and not breathing, but very attractive, "Oh, Hi. I'm Beth. Trevor's Childe? I guess I'm a Caitiff? Clanless. I was sent to ask you two if you're ready to join the meeting?"
"Uh..." Michael is caught a bit off-guard by the girl in the hall.
"...yeah, I guess we are." He looks over at Natalie.
Dylan allows the Professor to go on until he loses steam.
"I guess ultimately what I believe to be true is irrelevant. The "truth" will never be known and seven if Set himself told me, I could scarcely believe even what he would tell me.
So if it does not matter, then I do not mind. His Blood is now my Blood. No matter what I think or thought about my father, he is who he was and nothing I think or do can change that.
I guess my sister is staying elsewhere?
I am wearing what I would normally wear so unless you think I should change into something other than jeans a t-shirt and a hoodie, I'll go as is Professor".
Dylan awaits the Professor's response and then speaks, "Is there anything else I should know for this meeting? We are the grunts here right? Sink or swim? Live and we get rewarded, die and well, we're dead so who gives a s*~@ right? Nothing ventured nothing gained?"
"you're a hard sleeper" Azerrad says, "Or maybe it was just this first night. Get up, we got a meeting with your sister and other new bloods."
"Wha-what? M-more Lizzardss?" The words dripped from his mouth with viscous reproach. Lawrence didn't like choosing the lesser evil and was filled with a mixture of the residual validation and oncoming self-loathing, his actions have led to the infection of himself, his sister, and Mei with Lizard DNA or nanotech or whatever it was that was causing this. Still, Lawrence had seen the greater evil, and for the moment at least, it was worth it to side with the lesser evil.
His clothes were the same he'd worn to work, yesterday? 2 days ago? Time's been so hard to keep track of. He thought for a moment he should change out of what was surely at least a slightly sweaty shirt but frankly it was still comfortable and he wasn't out to impress lizards. The only addition being his black leather jacket with red stripes, two across the top of the sleeves. He wore the jacket open, with the red interior only slightly visible.
More "people" to meet. Ugh. I should bring a gun. Just in case. Lawrence heads down to the basement and readies his rifle, and two mags.2 mags, 30 rounds each. Should put down even the scaliest of lizards, if they start acting up.
Morgrym jumps up and takes a shower and cleans off the blood and then gets a fresh set of clothing out the duffel bag and puts on the vest and the reinforced gloves and then the machete on the back holster and the .45 ACP as well as the .40 Sig Sauer, and finally at the back right the flare gun and he ensures the safety is on that but the rest are in rock forward holsters and the only safety is his mind and the trigger. Morgrym nods and says I dreamed about the darkness and being one with it.. Morgrym snaps and breaks his phone and takes out a burner and says let's go. and puts on the leather jacket out of the bag as well as the reinforced jump boots and putting those on. Everything in its place.
time to be the darkness
Dylan allows the Professor to go on until he loses steam."I guess ultimately what I believe to be true is irrelevant. The "truth" will never be known and seven if Set himself told me, I could scarcely believe even what he would tell me.
So if it does not matter, then I do not mind. His Blood is now my Blood. No matter what I think or thought about my father, he is who he was and nothing I think or do can change that.
I guess my sister is staying elsewhere?
I am wearing what I would normally wear so unless you think I should change into something other than jeans a t-shirt and a hoodie, I'll go as is Professor".
"Pascal's Wager for Set, eh? I've heard worse solutions to an existential crisis. If you met Set you'd probably know it but his true intent? I suspect like all of us, our Founder has his own secret hopes and thoughts and ambitions. Power of a god doesn't stop that- it merely leads to greater options for it" He assures, "Your sister will be there waiting for us along with the others."
Dylan awaits the Professor's response and then speaks, "Is there anything else I should know for this meeting? We are the grunts here right? Sink or swim? Live and we get rewarded, die and well, we're dead so who gives a s+!# right? Nothing ventured nothing gained?"
"You're going to have a lot of confused individuals lead by a lot of half ass mentors. I hope I don't qualify as that last but we never know. I teach philosophy for an unliving, not vampirism. Yes, you're each and everyone of you somewhat expendible. Here's the irony, thanks to this pact, so am I, so are the other sires. We can't afford to cower in the borrowed mansions of the former camarilla members. We have to fight as well or we will be overwhelmed. If we're lucky, out of all of us, only three or so will be permanently destroyed. That would be a miracle. Half would be a win. I'm told they'll have weapons for us. I have a few of my own. Your wardrobe isnt' my style, but I think it's a bit declasse for me to start busting you for lint on your hoodie now. Let's go."
Unless you detain him, he and you headoutside "Oh, no class tonight. Obviously."
His car has tinted windows that you suspect are bulletproof. He opens the passenger side for you.
"Uh..." Michael is caught a bit off-guard by the girl in the hall.
"...yeah, I guess we are." He looks over at Natalie.
Natalie looks at the woman's clothes, "Is that a cheerleader outfit with a leather jacket on top?"
Beth would blush normally but forgets to spend the blood, "Look, this ... B#tch put the bite on my brother also put some kind of mind whammy on me. Made me gung ho GI joe to get embraced... but not by her, I wasn't good enough. Almost got turned into a nosferatu, which..." She shudders "Cerridyn or however you say your name is nice but she took pity on me and sent me to a Caitiff. Trevor's not so bad but this was the only thing I had to wear and he thought it looked pretty hot. Turns out Caitiff are mutts of the vampire world so even though the Anarchs are supposed to be better, I think I got insulted being sent to him. So yeah, Cheerleader outfit, leather jacket, and a happy vampire sugar daddy it feels. I'm still gonna have to get shot at... only now that mind whammy has worn off and I'm a bit scared."
Natalie shrugs "We're performers, we've been threatened on stage. At least now we can shoot back on this. You know how to use a gun?"
"yeah, self defense course too, not anything great. My brother.. he's .. kind of an action hero. I know you're going to think I'm nuts, he saved me from the mob." A look down the hall , "Oh right, you're ready. Sorry, I got chatty. I'm nervous." She moves down the hallway leading you on.
Hey, you hear your music playing up ahead.
"Wha-what? M-more Lizzardss?" The words dripped from his mouth with viscous reproach. Lawrence didn't like choosing the lesser evil and was filled with a mixture of the residual validation and oncoming self-loathing, his actions have led to the infection of himself, his sister, and Mei with Lizard DNA or nanotech or whatever it was that was causing this. Still, Lawrence had seen the greater evil, and for the moment at least, it was worth it to side with the lesser evil.
His clothes were the same he'd worn to work, yesterday? 2 days ago? Time's been so hard to keep track of. He thought for a moment he should change out of what was surely at least a slightly sweaty shirt but frankly it was still comfortable and he wasn't out to impress lizards. The only addition being his black leather jacket with red stripes, two across the top of the sleeves. He wore the jacket open, with the red interior only slightly visible.
More "people" to meet. Ugh. I should bring a gun. Just in case. Lawrence heads down to the basement and readies his rifle, and two mags.2 mags, 30 rounds each. Should put down even the scaliest of lizards, if they start acting up.
"We're not lizards, Little Brother. We're worse," And yet Samantha gets her gun as well. Indeed, she has dressed up in old Military Fatigues she hasn't worn in awhile, and even back in the day relatively rarely. After considering it, she also takes a white lab coat to put on top of it muttering "I earned that MD, Damn it."
You find your sires and Mei waiting for you and motioning for you two to get into the vehicle.
Mei creates a spot for you, and if you sit next to her, asks "Did you see the news?" Her own outfit is a surprise! Biker Girl Chic. She's streaked blue in her hair. Is it a part of her new nature, or... is she wisely realizing some might recognize her from the news so best to change up?