Morag moves closer to the mobster, and gives him a slight smile and a long look. "We're lost. Why don't you ride down on the elevator and show us where we need to go."
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”I don’t have the skills to find an alternate way in. Anyone good at breaking and entering?” Morag crawls out of the car and straightens her clothing.
"Let's not cause trouble for this nice young man. Park around to the side, and then we'll sign in of course." If John pulls away, "Let's get out of sight and try to find a way in that does't require us signing anything."
Morag climbs in the back. "Sorry Shane. She apologizes as she steps on his foot and puts a hand in his stomach while climbing in. "Go. Go. I don't want to be here when the authorities get her."
Morag lets out a scream and yells at the driver. "Stop!! We want to talk to you." She weaves and leans against the groups crashed limo.
I'm here. Super busy.
Morag steps out and stares at the gunman on the left. "You don't want to shoot anyone. You want to drop your gun.
Morag rolls around in the limo as the car is hit.
While waiting for the car Morag begins to curse. "We forgot to meet the Torador before we met the prince. No help for it now I guess." She will enter the limo first. "Thank you. It is quite chilly." She gathers her skirts and moves to the far side of the limo as she waits for the other's to enter.
"We know very little about the city unfortunately. What can you tell us?" We forgot to meet with the woman at the Hyatt. That's next on the list.
"Good Evening Mr. Venturi. I'm Morag Darrow and these are my associates. We've been sent here by our Prince on business for him. We'd like to make arrangements to be presented to the Prince. We need feeding rights of course, but we also have other tasks that need completed." She gives him a polite smile. "I hear you are the man that can make that introduction happen."
Morag does order some food and a glass of red wine. "Might as well see if we can get this taken care of tonight. What else are we going to do if we can't entertain ourselves. It's fairly early in the evening."
"I believe we are fine for the evening. Thank you for the offer to assist us with sustenance, Mr. Martovich. We'll be sure to ask for Lou. We'll discuss getting the permission we need."
"Morag Darrow Clan Ventrue. AS my friend said, we're here at the request of Modius. If I may ask who are you?"
Morag takes a seat, and is just about to start speaking to her companions when the voice is heard. "Greetings as well. We have just arrived, and come to introduce ourselves to the Prince of course." Morag sounds a bit exasperated or it might just be her accent. "This does appear to be a lovely establishment, but we didn't come for the entertainment."
Morag nods in agreement at John's suggestion. "A private room please." She gives the woman a small smile and pats John's arm.
Morag shrugs, "We were looking for a Safe House." but I doubt that's what you are looking for.
"Let's go. Sounds like a lovely evening of politics, and intrigue." She gives Randolp a grin, "I'll be we aren't the only ones not eating or at least not eating off the menu."
We should be able to find it with no issues.
"Thank you Bradley. That's a help." she hangs up and turns to Randolph. "You are to stop by for a Blood walk tomorrow, and we do need to introduce ourselves to the Prince sooner rather than later." "Oh and there was no luck on meeting the Regent. We might need to make some moves ourselves on that one." She looks around. "Princely introduction first?"
"I'd like to suggest we speakd with the Toreador first. We need all the information we can get before we we with the Tremere Justicar." Morag takes a seat in the seating area to wait for what the other's have to say.
"That we well. What a nice room. Any suggestions on what we should do next?" She takes a seat and puts her feet up on the coffee table in the sitting room.
Morag nods. "Of course my dear." she looks deep into the woman's eyes. She attempts to mesmerize the woman into believing she's handed the woman an ID and a credit card as requested.
Morag climbs out of the bus with as much presence as she can manage. She ignores everyone who is glaring at them, and enters the lobby making her way to the front desk. "We need." she looks at the rest of the group, "a large suite. Three or four bedrooms if you one. Double beds in a two bedroom if you don't. I need the rooms for a few days." Rolls: Not sure if one is required, and I'm not sure if anything else should be added or if this is even required.
Morag walks up to the guard. "Thank you darling. We appreciate it. Of course we are filming for a new tv show."
Glad to see this back up and running, and you feel like taking on more.
I hope things work out for you. Take your time.
That's awesome thanks Shadow.
Morag just stands there with the blood bag in hand. Damn what a mess.
Morag enters the blood bank carefully on the look out for humans and cameras as she enters. "Why are you being so generous?" she asks Jack.
"This is the oddest looking hotel I've been to. Is this where we are supposed to be?" Marag gives the building an odd look.
No worries. It's the holidays. I hope everyone's are fantastic.
Oh several people. One is Justicar Gabrielle di Righetti. He's supposed to be here in a day or two."
"Good evening young man." Morag gives him a smile. "As my friend said we need a place to stay and to meet Lucina."
Morag gives the bus a look, and stares at Jack. "Thank you for the ride. What a lovely choice of music." She says in a dry tone. She takes a seat about halfway back on the bus. "This is a new experience. Where to first Jack?"
"Mr. Porter sir. Do you know if Justicar Gabrielle di Righetti has arrived in Gary yet? I heard he was traveling in this direction." Morag asks the porter before he makes for the telephone.
Morag waits until Bradley is relased from his coffin before speaking. "What's the name of the contact? I do not see any reason that we can't speak with a know entity to start with. Then if he does show to be unreliable we can search things out on our own. I have a contact here in Gary as well."
Morag had climbed in the coffin without a word. [i]At least red looks good on me.[/b] She locks herself in and begins to recite the history of the British Isles to herself as she waits for two long days to past. When she hears the knock she waits a few minutes to see if she hears anything else, and then opens the locks. "Looks like we are here. Let's get to this. Meet the Prince is next on the list, correct?"
"Thank you those answers are helpful." I wonder why he doesn't want the Gangrel Primogen involved? Could be interesting to find out later. She takes her leave telling the others she'll see them tomorrow evening.
She shakes John's hand. "I'd say it's pleasure to meet you, but given the circumstances." she shrugs. "I've only been embraced for three years and spent all of them in Gary. I am a researcher, and I might be able to do some research before tomorrow night. Check with contacts and such about the current and historical state of the leadership in Milwaukee. I don't want this messed up either. I'm fond if the power that comes with being a Ventrue, and I don't want to lose what little I have. We also need the prince to get an audience with the Justicar. Maybe this can work in our favor. If we can somehow get the Prince's permission..." she trails off in thought.
"That is my clan we are talking about, and I dislike the thought of planning against one of them. However, we do need transportation to do the task we have assigned, and return transportation isn't something we thought about." I'm very proud of my clan. However, Michael has been good to me since my sire left me in Gary with no explanation. Not another member of the clan. It's not often that I get a chance to earn a favor from Michael. "I agree to the terms."
"What are you looking for in exchange Lucien? We all know nothing comes free. It's a question if the price you ask is worth paying." Morag steps forward from the back of the group. She waits to hear if he's going to give any hints to what he'd like out of the group. Will it be a group request of will he ask each of us to offer something?
Morag arrives wearing a pair of skinny trousers, motorcycle boots, and a stylish winter coat. Morag moves up next to John and Patrick. "We have business with him, please let him know we are here."
"I agree we should speak to him as a group. Any deal made should include all of us. We will more than likely all owe him something after this. I suggest we meet at the Export company in two hours. I would like to change out of this ball gown and into something more appropriate for traveling across a lake in the daylight." She gestures at the gown and heels she is wearing.
"I don't have any goodwill built up. I don't have animosity either." She smiles ironically. "Maybe he can be convinced to help out for the good of the clan of Gary." A favor will be owed to Lucian by the end of this. I'm sure of it.
"I'm interested to hear the suggestion that will keep us under the radar until we can reach the Hyatt, and then speak to the Justicar." Morag turns to John. "Are you suggesting by boat or swim?" Morag looks dismayed at the mention of Lupines and ghouls.
"I'm afraid I don't have a suggestion for finding a haven in a hurry. I've never been to Milwaukee. I came from Chicago before I arrived in Gary. My life there is gone, and I haven't been back in a while. Tomorrow may be the best course of action."
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