Angelia Capponelli: So when does he call her back?
Xu Xian: probably around 2-3 am
Xu Xian: he txts: u want 2 meet? Where?
Angelia Capponelli: txt: Where u docked?
Xu Xian: he txts her some random dock in
Manhattan
Angelia Capponelli: txt: c u there
And off she goes.
Xu Xian: He's waiting in a small
speedboat
Angelia Capponelli: She climbs in and settles down
in one of the seats. "Hey.."
Xu Xian: He nods to her, glancing
curiously at her.
Angelia Capponelli: "'The one called One Who
Watches was born to Neville and Greit Dunne in Pretoria South Africa on June
23, 1958. Upon his birth, Sekhmet
smiled upon him and gave him the blessings of his heritage, as was prophecized
long ago.'" She quotes. "That's what the spirits told me."
Xu Xian: He stares at her for a long,
long moment, brow furrowing more and more deeply. "What spirit told you that?"
Angelia Capponelli: "The lion outside of the
library. Patience. So it seems that my theory was closer to the button then we
thought."
Xu Xian: He shakes his head. "I don't understand."
Angelia Capponelli: "It explains a great deal.
And I have a theory or three."
Xu Xian: He throws the lines off and
starts the boat up, heading away from the dock. "Care to share it?"
Angelia Capponelli: "Well I have two. The rite
that was preformed on Alexis, that stold her wolf but left her able to still
use some of her gifts. It's possible something similier was inflicted on you
when you were still very young. Not nessesarily as a punishment rite but I
don't put it past Roosthorn to have known some basterdized version of it."
Xu Xian: He shakes his head. "I don't think so. They would have mentioned that somewhere. And why would they try so hard to turn me
~into~ a shifter if they'd known already I was one before?"
Angelia Capponelli: "The other posibility is
that some one or something hid it to protect you and they spent all that time
trying to drag it out of you."
Xu Xian: "What? Who?"
Angelia Capponelli: "I don't know. We have to
find these prophesies now."
Xu Xian: "I know them."
Xu Xian: "It's what brought them
looking for me."
Angelia Capponelli: "Blake?"
Xu Xian: "Among other things."
Angelia Capponelli: "You know what refers to
you specifically?"
Xu Xian: He sighs, shaking his
head. "They were excited when they
found me because they believed I was the King.
It's why I was Prime One for a while, but when I didn't manifest as a
changer they shunted me off into Goliath."
Angelia Capponelli: "Well something happened
love because you were born true."
Xu Xian: He shrugs, looking somewhat
agitated. Probably the most emotion
she's seen out of him since Jeremy darted him.
Xu Xian: "Are you sure it's not
just the spirits having another laugh at my expense?"
Angelia Capponelli: She sits back and watches him
with a faint smile. "I always knew it was in you."
Angelia Capponelli: "Yes. I am."
Xu Xian: "Did you even Sense Wyrm
on it?"
Angelia Capponelli: "Would you like me to go
back and do it? It was a spirit of knowledge."
Xu Xian: He sighs again, shaking his
head. "No."
Angelia Capponelli: "What does the prophesy
say about you?"
Xu Xian: "It doesn't matter. It's...whatever I was meant to be...was
stolen from me."
Xu Xian: "One way or another."
Angelia Capponelli: "How do you know that this
isn't just part of what was meant to be?"
Xu Xian: He regards her, unable to speak
for a few minutes, just blinking at her several times in rapid succession as
the words struggle to sort themselves out.
Finally, he says "Once it's tanned, the skin won't graft
again."
Angelia Capponelli: "You took my hide and it
didn't interfere with my ability to change. I don't think that's when you lost
all this."
Xu Xian: "I didn't graft a Simba
pelt onto you at the same time, and you weren't ghouled."
Angelia Capponelli: "You're right... but like
you said. You had plenty of opportunities to change previous to that. And you
never did."
Xu Xian: "I've also been
ghouled--intermittently--since I was four or so."
Xu Xian: "Among other things."
Angelia Capponelli: "What I'm saying is that
it's possible something happened well before that. Possibly even when you were
a baby. I'm also going to point out that in the legendary realm the spirits
agreed to give you the ability to shift... I supose shift again... as if you
were true born, which you are. Maybe it all was suposed to play out like
this."
Xu Xian: "No, Angelia. They gave me the ability to shift from
~birth~. Which Roosthorn and the
others stole from me--unwittingly probably."
Angelia Capponelli: She frowns. "What I don't
get, is when Los... reset you as it where. Why he didn't make you whole
again."
Xu Xian: He shrugs. "I don't know. Does it matter?"
Angelia Capponelli: "Yeah it does. It all
matters."
Xu Xian: "Why?"
Angelia Capponelli: "Because it does. So what
was it you were suposed to do in this prophesy?"
Xu Xian: "It doesn't matter. It's not going to happen."
Angelia Capponelli: "What is it?"
Xu Xian: His cheeks twitch, and he tilts
his head. He starts the motor up and
points the boat toward the city.
"Where would you like me to drop you off?"
Angelia Capponelli: She frowns, "Trevor. Tell
me."
Xu Xian: His phone buzzes and he looks
down at it.
Angelia Capponelli: She takes a deep breath and
glances over at the dark water.
Xu Xian: He checks the message, then
looks to Ang. "They found the
woman who might have the Cup. We need
to be ready to interrogate her."
Angelia Capponelli: "Good. Who's they?"
Xu Xian: "Ita and Travis--also
known as Myles."
Angelia Capponelli: "Alright. Where are they
taking her?"
Xu Xian: He txts a msg into the
phone. "The Bronx,
hopefully."
Angelia Capponelli: She nods and leans back,
"She's a hand waver?"
Xu Xian: "Yes. Sorceress or...Mage. Not sure which."
Angelia Capponelli: She nods. "Alright. I'll
keep that in mind."
Xu Xian: He doesn't say anything for a
long time, just guiding the boat, face quite solemn. Something haunted in his eyes.
Angelia Capponelli: She watches him steadily the
whole time, waiting.
Xu Xian: "Angelia, I'm not going to
tell you this prophecy. It is...a
perverted one...one follwed by the White Dogs of Cluithii."
Angelia Capponelli: "You're afraid it's
true?"
Xu Xian: "No."
Angelia Capponelli: "I don't understand what
there is to worry about then."
Xu Xian: "Angelia, there are...vows
of secrecy on me still. And I don't
feel like...suffering...for something that's not vital to the cause."
Angelia Capponelli: "Well you could have just
said it's part of your agreement. I would have stopped asking."
Xu Xian: "I'm sorry. Forgive me if I'm a bit...scattered at the
moment."
Angelia Capponelli: "It's a lot to take. I'm
sorry for pushing."
Xu Xian: "It's alright. You're excited the Gods listened to
you."
Angelia Capponelli: She grins a bit, "More
cause I knew... I always knew."
Xu Xian: he brings the boat into dock
at North Cove. "Well, good for you." He sounds distant, non-commital
Angelia Capponelli: She gets up to help tie off the
boat. "You always get to know stuff I don't. Some times it's nice to be
the one in the know."
Xu Xian: That makes him chuckle. "Well, I'm glad I could
oblige." His phone buzzes and he
looks at her. "I need to go help
capture her. Since I'm not part of the
Treaty."
Xu Xian: (want to move to DT now?)
Angelia Capponelli: (sure) "Alright, what do
you need me to do?"
Xu Xian: "I have no idea."
Angelia Capponelli: "I supose we'll play it by
ear then."
Xu Xian: (g2 room)
Myles Jordan: "So you
both are under the Treaty then? Why are you going after the cup? I thought
being Concerto made you impotent."
Ita McNairee: *she reaches from the backseat,
playing with his hair as they drive, she looks to the mage* AH'm nae wie tha
concerto nae moore. sacked
Ita McNairee: *her phone blips and she draws
her hand away, frowning and texting back*
Jeremy Thomas: "And the Cup itself
doesn't fall under the Treaty. Just who's holding it."
Myles Jordan: Myles will start to chant in a
strange and unearthly language, for no reason whatsoever.
Myles Jordan: 8,10,9,7,9,10,3,
Myles Jordan: 3,1,6,
Jeremy Thomas: He frowns as Myles starts
chanting. "Umm...pardon me..."
Xu Xian: He docks the boat in North Cove and exits heading toward the
Concerto, which is a block or two to the south east.
Ita McNairee: *the pikey nods and goes back to
stroking jer's hair, leaning forward to murmer something while myles chants*
Myles Jordan: 7,4,8,
Genevieve Teal: She's on the move, only about a block from Liberty
Street, running as fast as she can.
Xu Xian: 10,4,7,8,5,7,9,
Xu Xian: (that was per+alert, -2 diff for aptitude)
Myles Jordan: He drops a
pitch and there is a bit of strain in his voice.
Myles Jordan: 6,3,3,
Angelia Caponelli -> Xu Xian: so is he
bringing her with him or telling her to stay back)
Xu Xian -> Angelia Caponelli: ((whatever you want to do. *G* if you
want to sleep he sent her ahead to prep the interrogation room))
Genevieve Teal: 4,8,5,5,10,7,
Angelia Caponelli -> Xu Xian: I think
that's what I'll do it's gonna be bed time for me in 15 or so. *snugs*
Xu Xian -> Angelia Caponelli: ((*hugs*))
Xu Xian -> Genevieve Teal: (Does
he see her running with those sux?))
Myles Jordan: He finishes
his chant by drawing a circle in the air, and then turning around to point in
the unoccupied seat in the back. And waits. "Well, that didn't
work..."
Ita McNairee: wha were ye tryen et? *she leans
back and looks out the window*
Myles Jordan: "I was trying to stop her
from getting in the DMZ, which she is now in. What's the plan now?" He
crosses his arms and leans into the seat, relaxing.
Genevieve Teal: Xu sees a Genevieve running toward the street, and
suddenly, she vanishes from his field of vision. ((Per+Aware, Xu))
Xu Xian: 4,9,4,3,9,
Genevieve Teal: ((Gah, DLP, my bad, brain fart))
Genevieve Teal: ((Per+Aware still stands, though))
Genevieve Teal: 7,2,9,6,7,2,
Ita McNairee: shite. *she frowns and thinks*
we canne chase her oot o tha damned dmz either..
Genevieve Teal: She panicks as she feels something start to effect her, and
races across the street, weaving in between cars.
Xu Xian: "Are you alright, Miss?" he calls out to her,
sounding concerned.
Jeremy Thomas: "Dammit," he frowns
deeply, driving. "Well, we can follow her, we just can't attack or do
anything to her."
Genevieve Teal -> Xu Xian: ((Someone tried to effect her with something, Xu senses))
Ita McNairee: och. mayhaps we can jes convince
her tae gie es tha damned theng? *she sounds hopeful, if unconvinced*
Myles Jordan: He frowns and continues to watch
Genevieve from afar.
Genevieve Teal: 10,8,
Genevieve Teal: She looks Xu's direction, sparing him a moment's glance,
but she doesn't otherwise react, continuing to race down the street. Despite
her small size, she seems to be holding on pretty well to her pace.
Genevieve Teal: ((DD for reference: She's a young woman, maybe 22, 23
years of age, short and thin, standing about 5'4" and weighing no more
then 115 pounds. Her skin is a creamy white, a little pale, and pure blonde
hair tops her head, pulled back into a ponytail that stops at her shoulders.
She has a pair of grey- framed bifocal glasses that shield soft brown eyes from
the rest of the world. Her clothes consist of a man's denim button-down shirt
and cargo paints, with a pair of comfortable tennis shoes and a windbreaker
completing the ensemble. A canvas backpack rests over her shoulders.))
Xu Xian: He head over to her, looking around as if trying to figure out
what she's running from.
Jeremy Thomas: "Here's hoping." He
continues driving on, heading toward Liberty Street as he comes within a few
blocks of it.
Xu Xian: 8,4,8,1,8,5,3,
Myles Jordan: Myles directs
Jeremy in her general direction, with a quiet few words every now and again.
Genevieve Teal -> Xu Xian: Xu notes Jeremy's hybrid heading down the street, a few
blocks away.
Xu Xian: He may or may not see Jer's Hybrid up the street. He sees her
racing down the street past him and says "I have car nearby, will that
help?"
Ita McNairee: *the pikeys's crawling around in
the back seat like a loin pacing a cage. the cup!*
Genevieve Teal: She skids to a stop and looks at Xu, her eyes wary.
"Who are you?"
Ita McNairee: loves.. ye reckon ye can find
oot wha she's carryen awn er? *she nips myles shoulder in impatient irritation*
Ita McNairee: (*laughs* lion not loin!
asshats!)
Jeremy Thomas: He approaches the street, his
eyes alert for anything. "Who am I looking for, here..."
Xu Xian: He hooks a thumb to his beat to shit little maroon sedan and
heads for it. "My name's Xu."
Jeremy Thomas: 9,1,4,2,9,9,
Genevieve Teal: She starts to follow behind him until his name is
mentioned, and then she stops again, backing up, her eyes wide and quite
obviously afraid.
Myles Jordan: "Just wait. Drive around
the block." He says to Jeremy
Xu Xian: He unlocks it and slides behind the wheel, unlocking the
passenger door with a long reach. "Whoever's got you this spooked can't be
good."
Ita McNairee: *she glances
out the window, nibbling her lip*
Ita McNairee: 7,1,1,4,
Xu Xian: He pauses and looks toward her. "I don't know what you've
heard about me but I'm your only shot to get out of this alive."
Jeremy Thomas:
He drives up to the block
before Liberty Street, looking down that way as he starts to turn. Six and a
half-foot tall Asian man...yeah, he notices him. His eyes darken, and he gets a
bit of a sneer on his face, though he does turn and drive around the block.
Ita McNairee: *she notices
exactly jack and shit, thinking she sees someone and darting to the window,
only to realize.. no.. thats a black woman carrying groceries. her hand comes
out to rub the back of jer's neck anxiously*
Genevieve Teal: She's shaking her head, backing away. "N...no, I
think I'll be just fine by myself, thanks." She turns around again, moving
to head back south, in the direction of the Concerto.
Myles Jordan: "Damit. Xu was talking to
her, but now she's turned him down and is heading toward the Concerto
again."
Xu Xian: "Christ," he sighs and starts the car up, driving up
beside her. "You're not dressed to get in, and I doubt you've got the
cover. So if you're heading for the Concerto, you might as well get in the
car."
Jeremy Thomas: The scowl on his face may not
be visible to Ita, though the tension in his body proebably is. He circles
around down a street, then makes a right, coming up to Liberty one block down
from Xu and Genevieve.
Xu Xian: "I can get you inside, and we can talk."
Ita McNairee: shiiite. well.. we can block her
aft cannae we? an effen xu gies her tha's jes peaches aye?
Xu Xian: 3,10,8,5,8,3,6,
Myles Jordan: "Shit. He's planning on
taking her to the Concerto. That evil bastard." He blinks. "Wait,
since this is you guys, maybe you want her in the Concerto?"
Xu Xian: He notices the Hybrid up ahead, then looks back to her.
Genevieve Teal: She looks straight ahead as she walks, avoiding eye
contact. "Then how about you drive there now and arrange it? I'll meet you
there. On foot." Her body is tense, her voice shaking a little as she
walks along.
Xu Xian: ((You should know anytime you say 'evil bastard' Xu will hear
it...it's like invoking a demon's Celestial name... *G*))
Jeremy Thomas: ((*LOL*)) He glares ahead,
hands tight on the dash. "We can't make her do anything in the Concerto.
Though maybe we can talk to her..." He shakes his head.
"Motherfuck."
Xu Xian: "Because whoever's chasing you is prbably cowardly enough
to try to capture you while I'm gone. And I don't want that to happen."
Genevieve Teal: "Fear the wolf, the leech, the warlock, and the
false Oriental. They will bring the evil-doer to you." She says it like
she's repeating something, continuing her power-walk.
Xu Xian: "Who told you that?"
Myles Jordan: "Xu just called us a name.
Cruel. He's still trying to convince her to get in with him.
And..." He stops talking as he concentrates on what the girl just said.
Jeremy Thomas: "Cruel. I'm
shocked," he mutters under his breath.
Genevieve Teal: "Nobody did. I learned it."
Ita McNairee: *she frowns. then quirks* well
ah reckon talken en tha cars nae daen mooch o anythen .. oo's oop fer a walk en
tha park? *she mumbles* shut et both o ye.. xu calls everywan names.
Xu Xian: "From what?"
Genevieve Teal: She doesn't answer, continuing to walk along.
Xu Xian: "Well," he says, I'm not aligned with the Evil Doer,
but by your logic, you've already been exposed to the frightening four. So
wouldn't it be better to have our help against her, rather than to continue to
be on your own?"
Myles Jordan: "I'll follow your lead,
Ita. I don't know what is going on."
Xu Xian: (insert " where appropriate)
Ita McNairee:
well ah reckon effen we gie tha
cup ah may 'ave a loop hole.. as far as breaken tha treaty. sae fooke et.
Myles Jordan: "Well,
now is the time to act. Go to it, darling."
Jeremy Thomas: "You want us to move all
the way to Battery?" He clearly doesn't think that's a good idea.
Xu Xian: "Aren't you tired of running? Don't you want to feel safe
again? I can get you into the Concerto."
Genevieve Teal: "I'm not convinced that you're not aligned with the
evil doer. Pretty words don't mean much to me."
Ita McNairee: *she cocks her head to jeremy*
darlin? ye've a better plan? *she nibbles her lip, hopeful*
Jeremy Thomas: "Should I start driving,
then? Or are we getting out?"
Myles Jordan: He waits for their executive
decision.
Jeremy Thomas: "I was thinking staying
close and providing back-up, in case the great Xu Xian can't manage to get the
damn thing away from her."
Ita McNairee: well.. ah reckon'd ah'd gawn an
gie er, effen poor XU's aven nae damned luck.
Xu Xian: "No, but actions do. And if you know anything about her,
you'd know that someone working with her wouldn't be speaking pleasantly with
you when they have two tons of steel with which to break you into a rag doll
and speed away with you."
Ita McNairee:
*she nods as they seem agreed*
aulrecht. we're plan be than.
Genevieve Teal: She pauses for a moment at that, turning to look at Xu.
"Look, I don't know who you are or who you're with, but you're not getting
it from me. I need it, and nothing you say is going to convince me to give it
up, all right?"
Myles Jordan: "I'll let you know
when" -That's right, when- "he fails."
Xu Xian: He meets her gaze, looking entirely sincere. "Just,
please...get in the car. We may be able to help one another. But you and I both
know...this isn't something that can be discussed on the street."
Ita McNairee: *anxious. she nuzzles jeremy
from the back seat, jingles and shifts, nips myles.. jingles some more... *
Genevieve Teal: ((Those in the car that aren't Xu, give me a
Per+Alertness))
Ita McNairee: 6,7,6,3,
Myles Jordan: 5,6,7,
Jeremy Thomas: 9,8,9,10,9,4,
Xu Xian: (Dayum! Jer's been
hangin' with Xu. Gots them extra perceptive dice goin' on...))
Ita McNairee: ((*Laughs*
))
Jeremy Thomas: Jeremy's
head turns behind him a moment before Ita and Myles, and they all see an
extraordinarily attractive woman approaching the car. Aged at perhaps 35 years
or so, she's incredibly attractive; slightly pale, with a raven hair color
pulled up into a tight bun on the back of her head. Full, pouty lips are a deep
red color, and her eyes are lightly kohled. She's dressed in a dark blue suit,
looking professional, if a little bit low-cut in the right places, high-cut in
the other right place. Her expression is one of controlled fury as she stalks
toward the thing, coming up behind.
Myles Jordan: Myles
murmurs, "So that would be 'Her'."
Xu Xian: 1,7,7,7,7,7,2,
Ravyn: 9,8,6,4,
Xu Xian: (woulda been cool to
have 7 7's. *G*))
Ravyn: Xu and Genevieve see her too, though Genevieve doesn't
make out much detail. From the look of panic in her eyes, though, she sees
enough.
Xu Xian: "Get in.
Now!" He says in a commanding tone, throwing the car in reverse and
getting ready to book it out of there.
Ravyn: ((Methinks it might be initiative time...))
Xu Xian: 7,
Xu Xian: (13)
Ita McNairee: 2,
Ravyn: 4,
Ravyn: 6,
Jeremy Thomas: 4,
Ita McNairee: (7)
Myles Jordan: 9,
Myles Jordan: (14)
Ravyn: ((StreamLined Combat, per the FAQ. Declare slowest to
fastest, roll after declaring, y'all know the drill. Order of delcaration is:
Ita, Jeremy, Gennie, Xu, Mariana, Myles.))
Ita McNairee: *ita
yelps and ..as she's trapped in the back seat.. she presses agains the back of
myle's seat and yelps*.. reckon... moven.. mayhaps.. recht noow?
Jeremy Thomas: Moving.
Moving is good. He goes to slam on the gas. ((Dex+Drive))
Jeremy Thomas: 4,3,7,
Ravyn: Gennie doesn't need to be told twice at this point. She
goes to get in the car.
Xu Xian: Xu draws his gun and
drives backward as far as he can. (spending WP on the driving.)
Xu Xian: ((As far and as fast.))
Ravyn -> Xu Xian: ((Diff 7 for driving
backwards))
Xu Xian: 6,3,6,8,2,
Ravyn: She stalks up to the passenger
side window and goes to slam her fist through, intending to grab Myles by the
throat.
Ravyn: 8,4,4,8,3,4,6,
Myles Jordan: Myles
is going to slam open his car door, hopefully hitting her and knocking her
away. Hurting her is nice too. (Dex plus brawl coming)
Ravyn: 2,8,4,6,8,3,
Myles Jordan: 3,2,2,8,
Ravyn: ((Str+1 Damage for the car door.))
Myles Jordan: 7,8,4,
Ravyn: 3,8,1,10,2,
Ravyn: RECAP: Myles slams the car door into the woman, just
instants before her hand shatters the window. Xu starts backing his way down
the street a la Nicholas Cage in Gone in 60 Seconds, with Genevieve in
the car, though not quite with Nick's speed. Jeremy starts the car moving,
though slowly, as Ita...well, frets in the back seat.
Ravyn: ((New Round. Same order as before: Ita, Jeremy, Gennie,
Xu, Mariana, Myles.))
Ravyn: ((Oh, one sec...Str roll for the woman to not be buffeted
back))
Ravyn: 2,4,9,3,9,
Ravyn: The woman keeps her ground.
Ita McNairee: we need
oot o tha way oor oot o thes car! *she snarls and, with myles blocking her in
the front seat, just tries to get between him and the crazy woman. blocking
him. after all. he's breakable*
Ita McNairee: (dex
+..ath? to get over the seat between them i guess?)
Ita McNairee: 6,2,9,4,4,
Ravyn: ((Yeah, go for it. You have to go around the console and
into Myles's lap, essentially...))
Jeremy Thomas: ((1
Rage spent.)) "Myles, scoot back, please." He's surprisingly calm as
his gun comes out, aiming at Mariana to shoot her, and then drive.
Jeremy Thomas: 1,6,4,7,4,
Jeremy Thomas: 7,6,3,4,4,
Ravyn: 5,3,4,7,1,
Ravyn: Inside the car, Gennie lowers her head, focusing herself
as her fingers twist into the approximation of talons.
Ravyn: 7,7,3,5,6,
Xu Xian: He pulls a 1/4 J turn
into a sidestreet (meaning he brakes, slewing the front end of the car 1/4 to
the right, so the front of the car is lined up with the street), slams it into
1st gear, and speeds away.
Xu Xian: (another WP spent)
Xu Xian: 8,6,9,6,8,
Ita McNairee: (dukes
of hazzard!)
Ravyn: Mariana doesn't seem to concerned with the gun coming her
way or the pikey moving to the front...right now, she's focused on Myles,
trying to grab him, then drag him out of the car. ((Splitting pool; Dex+Brawl
& Str+Brawl))
Ravyn: 3,6,8,3,5,
Ravyn: 8,10,6,7,2,5,2,
Myles Jordan: Myles is going to twist and lean between the two front seats nice
and low and pull himself back into the seat behind Jeremy the driver, staying
out of the way of bullets and Ita. He is not calm. He is not a front
line soldier, damit! (dex + dodge, spending a WP point in a frantic attempt to
get out of the way!)
Myles Jordan: 1,9,5,
Ravyn: RECAP: Myles attempts to dodge, unsuccesfully I'm afraid,
as Mariana yanks him through the window. Jeremy's bullet passes right over him,
clipping the woman's shoulder, and Ita moves into the front seat. Elsewhere, Xu
does a near-perfect 1/4 J turn that would make Evil Kinevil proud, as Gennie's
hands literally start to form small claws. Jeremy lets his Rage bleed off
uselessly, rather then leave Myles behind.
Ita McNairee: *ita's
going to jump out of the car after poor myles, attempting to rescue him from
the woman. she's got he little knives out and is all for slashing up the
woman's arms*
Jeremy Thomas: ((Alter:
Misunderstanding of Rage Actions.)) Instead of driving away, Jeremy takes aim
at the woman and fires again. ((WP spent))
Jeremy Thomas: 2,9,5,8,7,
Ita McNairee: 1,3,3,5,5,
Jeremy Thomas: 3,2,9,7,5,10,9,5,
Ravyn: 6,10,9,9,3,
Ita McNairee: (god
damnit. so instead, when its her turn.. ita wrestles with the knives on her
thigh and stabs herself in the freakin crotch. bravo...ita. *hangs head*))
Ravyn: RAGE ACTION RECAP: Jeremy fires his gun, and though it
hits nice, it actually seems to get caught ~IN~ her skin, not passing any
further. Bizarre.
Ravyn: ((New Round. Same order as before: Ita, Jeremy, Gennie,
Xu, Mariana, Myles. Ita's already goone...whoops.))
Jeremy Thomas: ((2
Rage Spent)) He throws the car door open and climbs out of the car, gun at the
ready.
Ravyn: Gennie sits in the car, looking behind her as the claws
grow the rest of the way.
Xu Xian: He speeds away, heading
two blocks west then turning left to head south toward the Concerto, driving as
fast as he can without crashing.
Xu Xian: 6,4,7,5,2,
Ravyn: Mariana, with Myles held firmly in hand, goes to throw
him into a clich, intending to use him as a shield.
Ravyn: 5,6,6,7,9,6,8,10,2,
Myles Jordan: Myles
will yelp out a word at the monster woman thing in some strange language
as he is swung around.
Myles Jordan: 5,5,1,5,9,4,7,
Myles Jordan: 3,7,2,
Ravyn: 1,5,8,1,3,
Ravyn: RECAP: Myles shouts and the woman hisses in agony as her
skin ripples a little bit, coming...loose. Yes, loose. Meanwhile, she gets
Myles in the clinch of a lifetime, with her arm wrapped around his throat. Xu
speeds away with Gennie as Jeremy gets out of the car, and Ita...well, yeah,
she stabs herself, as she rips the thing off and around with too much force,
burying it in her other arm. ((Roll Damage of Str+1 and Soak, Ita.))
Ita McNairee: 7,9,5,
Ita McNairee: 5,1,5,2,8,
Ravyn: ((1 Lethal, Ita.))
Jeremy Thomas: Rage
Actions: He goes to slide over the hood, to get next to her, then put the
barrel of the gun to her head and fire.
Jeremy Thomas: ((Dex+Athletics:
WP Spent))
Jeremy Thomas: 7,3,4,
Jeremy Thomas: ((Dex+Firearms, Point Blank+Head Shot = diff 6, +1 to damage
roll))
Jeremy Thomas: 4,9,6,3,4,
Jeremy Thomas: 9,7,5,4,9,7,7,
Ravyn: 3,10,3,3,4,
Xu XIan: He drives down the
alley to the Concerto backstage entrance and looks for potential ambushers.
Xu XIan: 5,1,9,7,2,10,9,
Xu XIan: 4,
Ravyn: Jeremy does in fact slide over the hood, and does put the
gun to Mariana's head, and the gunfire, combined with Myles's ripping damage,
in fact puts her down. ((Stamina not to go temporarily deaf, Myles.))
Myles Jordan: 3,4,
Myles Jordan: ((Yeah,
figures. I can't do combat rolls.))
Ravyn: Xu sees no ambushers present.
Xu XIan -> Ravyn: ((and if it's clear, he'll get out with
Gennie and get her inside the Concerto by talking to Malcolm, who should be on
duty as he works on the weekends. Since I'm not in combat any more I was gonna
go crash and we can pick up the rest tomorrow? Or do you think that Xu would
feel compelled to go back and help Ita?))
Ravyn: As Mariana's body goes down, it suddenly...deflates,
losing all form within, like a balloon.
Ravyn -> Xu XIan: ((I think he might have an
desire to go back to help her, especially knowing it was Qetu. He wouldn't be
Compelled to, but he might have that itchin' to. Maybe a WP roll vs. 7 to keep
from?))
Xu XIan: 9,6,3,4,8,3,5,
Ravyn -> Xu XIan: ((So yeah, he doesn't have to,
though he might be worried.))
Ita McNairee: tha's
fooken gross *she heals up her wound with a snarl, toeing the body with her
moccasin as the knives go back and she touches travis (1bp)* ye aulrecht
darlin?
Xu XIan -> Ravyn: (well, he figures by the time he gets back
she'll either have spanked them or they'll spank her. If they win, they'll call
him but right now the most important thing is to see that Cup safe..or the
person who could lead him to it.))
Ravyn -> Xu XIan: ((Makes sense.))
Xu XIan: (and I really gotta
head off and sleep before the hunny goes ballistic. Thanks for the great scene
Rav))
Jeremy Thomas: Jeremy
looks at the deflated body, then takes Myles by the shoulder, pushing him
toward the car. "Go!" He grabs the skin with some distaste, dragging
around the back of the car as he moves to the driver's seat.
Ravyn: ((Thanks, Singha!))
Myles Jordan: Myles
picks himself up and gets himself away from the body/skin. He feels his throat
tenderly, with a look of mild shock. His wide eyes stare at the remains.
Myles Jordan: And he
gets back in the car.
Myles Jordan: And he gets back in the car.
Jeremy Thomas: He
jumps in, tossing the skin...thing in the back of the car, and shutting his
door. As soon as everyone's in, he takes off, driving north, toward Midtown.
Ita McNairee: *ita
sits in the back of the car with the skin. pokig and sniffing at it in
distaste. muttering mean things to it in gaelic*
Myles Jordan: Myles
draws a little loop in the air with his forefinger, remaining quiet.
Myles Jordan: 5,3,4,7,6,4,1,
Myles Jordan:
9,8,9,
Myles Jordan: And he relaxes
against the seat, looking out the window.
Jeremy Thomas: "Well.
That was...interesting." He frowns. "Ita, you wanna text Xu, see if
he at least got our target?"
Ita McNairee: *the pikey rubs
myle's neck apologetically as they head towards midtown, grumbling*
Ita McNairee: aye darlin.
*the phone comes out in the other hand, grumbling cut short*
Myles Jordan: "He got
the target."
Ita McNairee: och.. *she
sighs, giving myles a squeeze* Myles loves. ye reckon ye can figure oot where
tha betch weant.. apparently she kindo jes.. wears.. people suits
Ita McNairee: be carefy tho..
xu says she's a mind fooker. powerful
Jeremy Thomas: "Good."
He nods. "You okay, Myles?"
Myles Jordan: "Fine. Thanks
for saving me back there." He watches the parked cars and large buildings
of downtown pass by mutely. He picks up a whiskey glass from the floor of the
vehicle; It is the same glass from the hotel room. "How quickly do you
need this one done?"
Ita McNairee: recht.. ee's
talken aboot a true name? o "Qetu.. tha evil doer".. reckons tha's
emportant. finden tha name... *she does a double take at the whisky* ye cheeky
bollox.. where's ye gie tha frem!? *that gets a laugh*
Jeremy Thomas: "It's
still alive? Jesus, I blew the fuckin' thing's brains out." He shakes his
head. "Unbelievable." He looks, to Ita, to be heading home.
Myles Jordan: "How long
will that woman be at the Concerto for?" He seems a little withdrawn, and
his hand is touching his neck tenderly.
Jeremy Thomas:
8,3,7,9,
Ita McNairee: well.. ah
reckon ee's talken aboot kainen her "ren" an then destroyen tha betch
permanent like... ee'd said "research" her true name.. sae ah'd guess
we've some time fer ye tae rest oop. *she's positively beaming with pride at
them both, * ah reckon tha lass'll stay as long as she can. xu'll tell es effen
she leaves
Jeremy Thomas: "Long as
Xu decides, probably. Or until Karlos or Melody, or that Jody person makes her
leave."