Quinn easily knows his way around Sanfield, he's been here before after all.  His old stomping grounds haven't changed much, except for most of the buildings are new, the streets look different, even the man hole covers have changed.

Ok, alot has changed, but it's still the city he knew.

Quinn will follow the route that Grey marked for him on a old tattered street map.

"Grey you totter, we've gotta improve your handwriting"

Arriving at the specified manhole cover Quinn will easily pull up the cover and jump down into the old familiar places. (2008-06-10 10:03:01 Quinn rolls 4 dice to Wits + sewer lore (Diff 5) 5,8,9,2 (3 successes)).  After walking about a hundred yards down the tunnels he happens upon the big red X painted on one of the walls, looking around he easily spots the lens nestled in a dark corner next to some pipes.

Straightening his old ratty sport coat over his twisted frame..

"Mr. Grey, I do apologize for not catching You in person, but please let me know where the hell You are so that i can find a bloody place to sit down!  Where are you old man!"

A big fanged grin crosses Quinns face as he smiles into the camera, undoubtedly Mr. Grey is on the other end, more than likely chuckling at the antics of this somewhat young Nos, as he always used to do.

The lack of audio on the webcam makes things even more comical. Grey cackles yells out into the hovel.

'Hyde? Beauty? Anbody?..'

He'd rather not leave the eyes of the city unattended, but if noone else is around he will go collect Quinn himself...

When noone answers his call Grey will punch hte record button on his shiny new dvr. How much can he miss in five minutes anyway?...

He leaves his chair spinning as he rushes off into the tunnels to go and meet Quinn himself...

Quinn has taken up a position reclining against one of the curved walls of the sewer.  Hey, it's curved, he's curved, it works.  Beside him is the ratty backpack of...whatever a Nos would carry into old familiar territory.

Mr. Grey will find Quinn humming to himself sitting in front of the camera, and twiddling, oddly enough, with an old boomerang.

'What are ya, eleven?' Grey teases as he drops obfuscate next to Quinn in the tunnel. Grey gives an odd toothy grin before apoligizing.

'Sorry for the lack of a welcome party. The brood is a little scattered as of late, ill fill you in on details...'

"I'm twelve i'll have you know" as Quinn puffs out his chest in a very "well to do" manner.

"And no worries about the welcome wagon old man, i figured you'd all have more important things to do than bother with a ruddy bloke like me crashing your parties and stealing all of your dancin' girls, eh?"  Quinn will grin a goofy, toothy grin, well aware of the absurdity of the statement.

"I'll follow You Mr. Grey, lead on"

Quinn will right himself and grab his backpack as he offers a clawed handshake to his old friend.

'Dancing girls eh?.. Beauty dances every now and then, but i think only Hyde really pays her any mind..' Grey Rambles, leading Quinn through the tunnels and around all the traps.

'Our brood is shrinking These days. Beauty is mad and spending alot of time above ground. Hyde is a busy busy man so ive been sittin around all by my lonesome...'

Grey clears his throat.

'Your remember that hairy fuck the Shug Monkey?..'

Making note of the traps, and the ways around them Quinn easily follows Mister Grey through the old familiar tunnels...

"Yeah, i remember him, he always seemed to give me the willies, why do ya ask old man?"

'The weasely fuck sold us out to the Sabbat. But he got his... Also my Childe Roach. Hes gone missing too... We're in a bad way around here lately.'

They reach the Hovel to more than liekely find it empty...

"That sack of hair did what?! You're tellin' me that bag of bones was feedin' bloody information to the Sabbat?!?  

Blimey...

And yer boy Roach, has anyone tri'd lookin' for him yet?

Hell, the Brood I left seems to be in a bad way, i'm sorry to hear that Mister Grey.

So who's this Hyde i hear about, I remember the ol' girl well enough anyways.  She always seemed so sour..."

"Tha'd be me chap." Hyde answers as the other two enter the Hovel. "A pleasure brother, I'd hearda ya plenty'a times, we just never crossed paths. I had some, well, issues back in those days."

Quinn stunned, and nearly tripping back on his own feet as the hulking figure of Mister Hyde pops out from around the corner..

"Blimey you're a brawny fella!"  Quinn steps forward and extends a clawed hand towards Hyde.

"The pleasure is mine, i hope this old man hasn't given away all of my secrets just yet eh?"  Quinn jovially "jibs" Hyde in the ribs with a mottled elbow. "And don't worry about it, we've all had our share o' the old issues."

Quinn looks around the Hovel..

"You sure have made some improvements from last time Mister Grey, alot more cables than i remember..."

'Hyde nice to see you back around...' Grey wanders past the two as they meet, glancing at all his screens.

'I miss anything while i was collecting Quinn?..'

Hyde gldly shakes Quinn's hand. Seems like nobody ever wants to shake Hyde's hand anymore. "Nah, you know Grey, he don't give nothin' away fer free." He says to the new arrival, more than loud enough for Grey to hear as he obsessively returns to his living sitcoms.

"Actually, you did get a call... Somethin' about Sabbat at the Asylum, blah, blah. They might try to escape into our Sewers, blah, blah. I told em they had the wrong number."

He stares at Grey, who is staring at him in the silence for a moment, knowing that Grey knows he really did. "I know... I know... but when am I gonna get the chance to do that again?" Hyde smiles for a moment longer, "Ok, fine. I told 'em I was just kidding and we were on it."

Grey looked about three seconds away from either crying or screaming...

'Oh my jesus... ' he scrambles back into his seat so quick he nearly topples over. Headphones, keyboards, cameras, action...

'What are you guys waiting for then? Im just the operator, someone go be Neo!'

" I will attempt to secure the sewers, Quinn, if you could make the Prince aware of our support, it will likely be beneficial to his battle-plans." As Hyde begins to hurry off through the tunnels, he calls back over his shoulder to the new brood-mate "Oh and welcome back to good ol' Sanfield!"

Chuckling lightly..

"I'm not much of a fighter, but I might have some friends that could help.  I'll head topside, I need to re-introduce myself to Mr. V anyhow.."

Quinn will rummage through his bag for a few things before standing up and looking at Hyde.

"Shall we dance then?"  grinning a big toothy grin before heading off through the entrance he arrived through, pulling the shadows around him as he runs to war...  

--Last edited by quinn on 2008-06-12 21:20:14 --