Randolphs pockets are mostly empty. He is carrying a loaded pistol he never got the chance to use, and a copy of the bogus map Hyde drew for him way back when. There is no indictation as to why he was headed for the heights...

Grey's voice crackles back to Hyde almost immediately.

'Good to hear your voice. Beauty is tracking the second subject... he seems to have got himself good and lost in the tunnels. Whats your status Hyde, you hurt or anything?..'

Grey too is supicious of malkavian trickery. This alleged elder might have had some nasty tricks up his sleeve...

Hyde pauses once more to consider the implications of this brawl "...not a scratch my friend, if you can believe that... I'm not sure I do." Has the Kook mindfucked him? Does he think himself invincible while truly bleeding profusely at the moment and refusing to acknowledge it? Is all of this in his head? Perhaps Hyde is the one lying shattered upon the ground in Torpor while the Malk has his way with him? He shakes his head, as a dog flinging water from it's back. If he is not insane already, he will make himself so if he continues. Hyde climbs the ladder to confirm his location.

"Do us a favor Grey, ring the Chantry again. Tell them we have another package for them and we need a driver."

Grey drops the topic... Hes seen Hyde do amazing enough things, taking down one loopey elder isnt that far fetched...

'Im on it.' The radio chirps...

(Ill drop a post in the chantry to get someones attention..)

perc 2

Ok, so the Cops will spot shade before he spots them.

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As the officers clear the basement they are suddenly faced with a man (Shade will describe) creeping up a staircase carved right through the foundation and into what has to be the sewers...

Crimescene is not secure.

The police will see a man, clean shaven, and what appear to be green eyes.  He's wearing blue jeans, boots, and and old t-shirt.  Obviously smelling like the sewer, he will portray himself as an urban speelunker simply investigating the sewers and unaware of any problem.

(I'm guessing I need a manip + subt roll?, and this is the bomb squad, so chances are they haven't seen me before)

Bomb squad doesnt really secure buildings. So its up to RedSHirtarmy if this is Swat, or just blue uniforms securing the scene.

The men in blue spot Shade coming up some stairs, shining their flashlights and pointing their guns at him.

"We have a suspect!" one of the officers yell over his radio to all the other cops, alerting them to Shade's present.  He gives a rough descrïption of Shade.

2008-06-09 17:49:46 Cops rolls 5 dice to detect Shade 4,2,3,10,7 (2 successes)  

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(OOC: how many bluecoats are there on the stairs coming down)

((More then once by a bunch! but first...I need Rj to let me know what my 2 successes get.  Probably about 5 in the building, 4 in the Bomb Squad, 10-15 outside due to being a possible bomb threat and shutting down the area.))

Shade will quickly turn 180 and bolt back around the corner of the stairwell, blowing a point of his vitae to invoke his skills of silence, he will run back through the dark and shadowy sewers towards his entry point. (Quietus 1)

2008-06-09 20:21:45 cop rolls 5 dice to detection (Diff 8) 4,6,1,1,6 (BOTCH x 2)

The officer speaks in his radio, "Cancle that, I think I am just seeing things."

The rest of the offcers lock down the area temporarily, double checking for the threat of a bomb.

Id say that just about wraps up this bloodhunt eh?

Shade will sit below the manhole he entered until the police leave the scene as a prankster in some horribly unfunny hoax.  

He will come back street level and head to the industrial district where his loft, and a change of clothes and a warm shower awaits him.  It may not be much it is one of the few things that He revels in.  Warm water on unwarmed flesh provides some semblance of normalcy in his otherwise abnormal life.  

Upon departing once again he will go find the Prince to tell him of what has transpired.

To himself...
"These fucking Camarilla dogs, sending me on some damned errand like some little puppy at their beck and call.  I would never be some bitch in service of these fools....

I am a Rafiq of the Web of Knives, a Child of Haqim.  I have stood before the Black Throne and knelt at the feet of Ur-Shulgi, I have seen Alamut and war.  This wastes my abilites to be sent on errands of a madman.  But it is such that must be in these times...and I will abide this indecency....for now."

Shade will report all to Carter...  

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Carter will have a consolation prize for the Assamite. No need to let him get all disgruntled. Bagged blood is noones first choice, but it is of tenth generation vintage. Courtesy of Deirdres now permanantly deceased brother. Three pints of heady Brujah vitae to take the edge off...

Carter will also give Shade a new assignment. If the brother tastes good... Keep an eye on the sister, she may become a liability and need to... dissapear...

[OCC: i imagine Brujah blood would sharpen the edge ]  

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