I lean in towards the director consipiratorially.  "Do you want something a little more ineresting than a bum with a great mask?  Something that will really boost ratings, and your status amoungst our kind." (ooc:  our kind refers to people interested in the paranormal)  

I smile and if he seems interested I quickly move into an unforgettable story about the past of the mountains of the region and the limitless possiblities one could find out there.  

"It would be a true adventure reminiscent of your former days in near Cherynobl not some boring tromp through nasty sewers with nothing but a bum at the end.  It would bring your name to the lips of every television viewer in America!"  I end with a flourish seeming exhilirated by the thought.  I have a look of excitement and anticipation.  

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Jillian has kind of worked her magic... The director looks awed and exclaims... 'Ill drink to that!'

He grins at Jillian like an idiot. 'I aught to give you a job... you just blew my research assistant out of the water...but we might as well film the bum too, while we're in town... Debunking raises our credibility... anyway, what did you say your name was again dear?..' He asks, digging out a pen and looking at Jillian.

Off on the dancefloor the old bag is quite taken with James. Shes about as good a dancer as any horny would be greandmother can be.. and she gets a bit touchy feely on the younger man. She too agrees about the sewers, and rants on and on about the horrible stink her husband and the crew come home with...  

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“I just thought I could help your team with some research that one of my grad students uncovered.” I hand over the research papers and a business card. “The card belongs to a local game warden who can give you a hand with all the strangeness afoot in the mountains. I know this may not be the proper way, but I thought this could be good for your show and more important good for the local folk history. I just think a 100 old mystery about mass lynching by KKK and mysteries diseases plaguing the member may make better rating for your show. The full stories are in the research paper, please enjoy and I hope your shooting goes well

Roach should have no problem slipping past the security... avoiding the cameras however is next to impossible.. but luckily there is plenty of moving people for him to use as shields.

As Roach nears the stairwell he will hear the call..

A tall man stands up on one of the tables to propose a Toast.

'Everyone, everyone pelase..' he calls the place to attention, and catches glares from security.

'I would like to introduce our guest of honor, Mr. Glen Freize! without him we would have never known of whatever we are filming down in the sewers of Sanfield!'

He raises his drink and the nervous looking man beside him waves to the crowd, there is a brief bout of applause and people go back to gambling and drinking...

Having returned from his summons by Mr. Arturo Alex is once again on the casino floor.

With the amount of racous this man raises over the person who brought them to Sanfield, Alex will intently watch and memorize everything about this man to report later to Mr. Arturo.  

Alex watches and listens to Mr. Freize intently.

Roach has options at the top of the stairs...

There is the VIP lounge that overlooks the main casino floor. If he checked on blueprints or anything beforehand he would know the main security room is through here...

There is also a back hallway that will take you to the front desk area of the hotel, as well as give access to the express elevator and eventually the suites.

(Rolled it all out on the wod roller.)

Roach is able to slip into the main security room where two men sit and watch the multitude of screens...

Roach may recognize the kindred standing behind them, also observing as Thomas Arturo, the Toreador whos domain he is creeping around...

Thomas doesnt seem to notice him though and he is able to locate the correct panel. Shutting off the cameras is fairly straightforward but takes a few seconds...

But as soon as Roach switches off the recording device for the desk camera he will feel a cold and strong hand clamp down on his shoulder.

Behind him, Thomas does not look very happy with hte intrusion...

'One false move and ill forget Mr.Grey was ever so nice to me...'

Alex will reach the Security Room (Mr. Arturo frequently observes the happenings in the casino from this room) and will knock twice before quietly opening the door.

Stepping into the room he will quickly notice Mr. Arturo, standing looking somewhat displeased with his hand on the shoulder of a young (unmistakable) Nosferatu.  (OOC: If he's still obfuscated then I will retract the "me seeing him" part).

Quickly apologizing for interrupting...

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry Sir, I was unaware you were entertaining a guest at this time....."

Alex will lower his eyes and turn to leave the room.

Thomas glares down at Roach and waves Alex off for the moment.
He releases his vice grip on Roaches shoulder, confident that even with obfuscate the little nos will not be eluding his sight again...

'Have a seat in the lounge, im sure you have a very good reason to be in my security room...'

There is only slight sarcasm in the Toreadors voice as he opens the door back into the lounge for Roach.

OOC: This scene has been dragging far FAR too long without any resolution or posts.

So im killing it.

The tremere did what they came here to do. They gave the crew something better to chase after and the cameras will be removed...

As far as Roach goes, he will be thrown out of the casino and warned he will be a bag of ash dumped int oa sewer drain if he comes sneaking around again.