Severo cruises through the Slums, late one night. He unfolds a piece of paper as he drives, reading it by the intermittent flashes of yellow light. A name and address are written down. He checks the cross street at the next light and takes a left, slowing down to a crawl as he passes the apartment building.

2008-09-06 19:08:55 Severo rolls 7 dice to Scan area 10,2,7,3,1, 4,10,7,1 (2 successes)

This building is far more forboding than the last. There is no parking garage, there are no cameras. But judging from the spray painted graffiti, half of which are gang signs this isnt such a great neighborhood.

Sure, people probably ask less questions and tend to look the other way. But for all Severo knows this girl is part of a gang, or has a big brother who is...

Four young black men in hoods sneer at him as he drives past from their spot on the brick steps of the building.

There may be a rear entrance, but theres no way Severos car (truck, van, whatever) will fit down the alleyways.

Severo swings around the block, parking on the street closest to the back of the building. He secures a pistol in his waist line, against the small of his back, and stuffs a black ski-mask in his back pocket.

As he makes his way through the alley, searching for a back entrance, he ponders his options. He needs to make this quick. He has a feeling it is going to get messy.

2008-09-08 21:36:50 Severo rolls 5 dice to Search 9,7,2,5,8 (3 successes)

The trash strewn alley isnt too promising. This building is a firetrap, with bars over most of the windows and all the side doors bricked over.

The fire escapes are mostly collapsed and what few rusted skeletons remain look like a pidgeon would strain them.

From next to a dumpster, in a shadowed alcove a black, filthy hand reaches out at Severo from the ground. A creaking voice calling out:

'Eyyy De-val...' In a thick Haitian accent.

Severo quickly backpedals away from the filthy man, trying hard not to lash out in anger. Instead, he calms himself and heads back to the street, an idea forming in his mind.

He calls up a local 24-hour pizza place, ordering 3 extra large supreme pizzas. He gives the location of his black suburban on the corner and waits for the delivery to arrive.  

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'De-Valll?..' The man had called after Severo in an almost taunting, cracked voice. He didnt follow, Severo will be left to the peace of his truck...

Within a half an hour a rustbucket pizza delivery car shows up and a pimply faced kid walks up to knock on the window with a wide smile.

'Duuuude, you doing a stakeout!?' He asks; loudly, excitedly.

'You FBI!?'

Severo smiles at the man.

"Ya... I'm on a stakeout..."

He does his best Clint Eastwood impersonation.

He pays for the pizza, adding on a hefty tip.

"You didn't see anything..."

He holds his smile, nodding to the man.

"... and I'll be taking yer hat, if you please."

2008-09-10 19:13:48 Severo rolls 5 dice to Intimidation 2,1,7,10,8 (2 successes)  

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2008-09-10 19:19:07 Radiation rolls 2 dice to Pizza guy courage 10,4 (1 success)
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The kid looks hesitant. The hat will come out of his meager paycheck... But pissing off an FBI agent doesnt strike him as intelligent.

'Sure man... all yours...'

The kid hands over his hat, a greasy thing that will barely fit Severos head. The kid looks around at the tnements, apparently not able to take a hint.

'So who ya watching? The crackheads or that lady with all the dogs who im sure is a terrorist.'

He glares at the pizza boy.

"Scram, runt."

He starts his suburban and drive away. Looping the block, he comes back around, parking next to the woman's apartment building. He puts on the pizza boy's ill fitting hat and grabs the pizzas. Exiting the car, he looks around, slightly confused and says to himself.

"I guess this is the right building..."

He makes his way past the gentlemen gathered on the stoop, into the building.  

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2008-09-11 11:28:58 Radiation rolls 4 dice to perception+alertness (Diff 7) 5,2,4,8 (1 success)
Spotting to recognize Severo as having passed by before. +1 diff for his clever, if ill fitting, disguise.
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'You always be scoutin da place before ya delivah De-val..?'

One of the three asks in a mocking tone as Severo passes. They dont seem outright hostile, more like they just harass anyone who uses the door. After all, an italian delivering pizza really isnt all that odd...

"Well, I was suppose to be making two deliveries round here... but fuck if I know where the first one's going... You guys want two free pizzas?"

The question is obviously rhetorical. Severo hands them two of the pizzas and heads into the building.  

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'Aye Mon.' The three thugs are suddenly all bright white smiles as they accept the still hot pizzas.

'You be needin directions round ere mon, You just be askin us ookay?'

Severo has clearly made some friends. He will be able to enter the building unmolested. He finds himself at the base of the stairs, the elevator has been out of service for nearly a decade.

A four story trudge through the stuffy, grimy, dimly lit stairwell will give him plenty of time to plot his next move as he finds himself in front of room 412.

The names on the lease (As Alessio would have been able to dig up) are his target: Terry Jackson, and a male, William Reed.

Severo knocks three times, not a pound, but an insistent rap. Pulling out his pistol, he holds it so that the pizza blocks it from view.

"Pizza delivery."

He tenses the muscles in his leg, waiting for the door to open.


[burn 1 blood to STR]  

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It takes close to thirty seconds before the door is opened. A face Severo may not have been expecting peers through the cracked door, the little chain restricting its motion to no more than a few inches.

A young black man with a bare, tattooed chest peers out at him and keeps his lower body hidden behind teh door. He is no older than the ones he pizza'ed into submission downstairs.

He speaks much better english than the Haitians downstairs, with only a hint of an accent.

'I thinks you got the wrong door man. We didnt order no pizza.'

[burn 1 blood to STR]

Before the guy can finish his sentence, Severo's steel-toed boot crashes into the door.

2008-09-16 14:01:53 Severo rolls 9 dice to Open door 10,9,10,1,1,2,8,7,8,10,2,6 (6 successes)

 

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[should i roll damage for the door and/or the fellow behind the door?]  

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Yeah please do, the potence applies to the Damage, not the successes. So roll Strength+ 6 (successes)+ 1 kick.

And you get one auto damage success for Potence.

2008-09-18 20:56:10 Severo rolls 12 dice to Damage 1,6,8,10,2, 6,8,9,6,6, 10,5 (8 successes)

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2008-09-19 13:23:40 Radiation rolls 5 dice to Stamina +2 door. 5,1,3,5,8 (failure) Severo the fucking wrecking ball!
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As Severo kicks the door explodes off the hinges. It was old and wooden and Severos heavy, potence driven kick shatters it to toothpicks as effectively as a SWAT entry charge would have.

The poor guy behind the door takes all the force of the kick and is thrown bodily through the wall behind him...

Severos path of destruction leaves the now revealed as Naked man lying on his back and covered in sharp splinters. He isnt moving nad he is quickly losing his erection...

The hole his body made through the wall reveals a bedroom, with Severos target sitting up on the bed clutching a sheet over her chest, her jaw nearly touching the floor....

Severo casually walks into the apartment, tossing the pizza box onto the nearest counter or table. He aims his pistol at the startled woman, speaking calmly and clearly in a commanding tone.

"Get your clothes on. We are leaving. Now."