Its a bit of a ride from the Estate of the Screaming Willows to this infamous park in The Rack, but surely the girls will amuse themselves by poking and prodding the demented Lenor.

The crazed, bald, half starved little mortal is to be discarded like yesterdays trash. She is damaged goods and Carter is confident her dementia will keep her from ever revealing, nevermind remembering the horrible nights before.

Carter instructs the ghoul to pull onto a small service road that leads to the mudpit that used to be the parkinglot near the crumbling school building. Reina and the homeless inhabitants will likely hear the engine if not see the headlights coming so close.

When the Suburban with the dark tinted windows stops a door opens and Carter steps out. His boots sink into the mud but he doesnt seem to notice. His eyes scan the park, pupils swelling under duress from his supernatural senses. Carter leans against the rear door of the suburban and he waits...

Lydia climbs out dilligently after the car is parked, looking to her father for further instruction.

She steps out with her sister. Her feet sink into the mud and she cringes. It had to be wet, bloody wet. She frowns up, Lenor better get beaten for this.

*All is dark, with this bag over her head, her breathing is erratic, like a frightened bunny, when they poke at her she will whine, whimper or scream* died and gone to hell...demons, pitchforks!! *She is a bit hysterical it would seem. When they giggle she giggles, their laughter tickling over her skin. When they stop she becomes very quiet, who knows what her crazy little mind is thinking up right now, what ever it is it causes her heart to beat faster than it has all night so far*

Carter looks beetween the twins, and around at the desolate park. This place has belonged to crackheads and the homeless since the eighties. Its amazing any of the cities Kindred would be willing to hunt, nevermind make a haven here...

'We are looking for Miss Reina. The Oriental Outlander with the mask...'

Honestly Carter would be suprised if she remained in this park. His usual strategy of throwing mutts into the gutter usually drives them back into the wilderness...

And so Lydia is immediately looking for anyone, wandering a bit, but not too far from the group.

She huffs softly. Now, she has to find some asian vampire, in this mud and the humidty is making her hair frizze. She whines a bit when she loses a Mary Jane in a puddle. She tries not to protest too much. She's still in trouble.

Reina steps out of the shadows under a tree and begins walking toward the Prince's van.
She cannot conceal her dimay and worry at his appearance, her brow furrowed. What on earth could he possibly want from her? And he's got the creepy wonder twins with him, too. Fanfuckingtastic.

Luna glances around, noticing a woman approaching the van. She cants her head to the side before looking to Cater.
"Oh father," she calls to him and sing-songy voice.

Carter will becon for Luna and Lydia to return to him. He will address Reina once shes close.

'Reina, how good to see you. How has the winter street community been treating you?'

Its unneccessary smalltalk, or maybe just his way of taking a verbal jab at her. She must have figured this place out by now...

Lydia nods and returns to her father obediently.. She stands by his side, arms just hanging at her sides, standing tall in her long black dress, and she watches the exchange between Carter and Reina.

She heads back over to Father, standing on his other side. She curiously observes Reina as she approaches.

Reina stops a couple of feet away from Carter, puts her hands together and bows respectfully.
"Well enough, sire, well enough." she says in response to Carter's question. If Hyde was right, he's taunting her, but she's in no position to do anything about it, especially not with Tweedledee and Tweedledum at his side.

Carter nods to her simple answer. The simple fact she remained in this area speaks volumes about her, at least to Carter. Stubborn tenacity has its uses...

'Ive come to ask you a small favor. It would consume just a few hours of your time.'

Of course Carter isnt really asking her for a favor. Its more like hes giving an order, but with bait attached. Having the prince owe you a favor, no matter how small is something most kindred would kill for...

Nicole's eyes widen at  the sudden slithering sensation in her head. It had an odd new texture and it picqued her interest.  Tracking it in her mind she felt it draw closer....very close.  Whatever it was had come to the slums, her new backyard as it were.  That made things rather convenient.  Forsaking the bike for a hearty stroll she slips her Knife into her boot, .45 and shotgun hiden under her long trench and sets out towards the "park".  

Sticking to the shadows a bit she imagines a void where she steps.  The darkness fills the space she once inhabited and to anyone that might have been looking she ceases to exist.  (Unseen Presence)

She arrives slightly after the festivities have begun.  She keeps her distance turning up her Heightened Senses to observe the group and listen to their conversation without having to get too close.

Reina knows the implications of the Prince asking her a favor; she'll gain a little better of a hold in this city if she complies.

She bows slightly again. "What can I do to help you, my Prince?"

Theres a quick grin on the mad prince's face. Without further adeu he pops the trunk on the black SUV they arrived in and grabs one of Lenors bound legs. He will drag her bodily from the vehicle and drop her uncerimoniously in the deep mud.

'In an hour or so a worker with the county mental health clinic will come looking for this girl here. All i ask of you is that she remain here, unharmed and is collected by none other than the men in white coats...'

Thats right. Babysitting; of the garbling, crazed, tied up Lenor. Carter will step a boot onto the back of Lenors neck, pressing her face into the mud. Nothing muffles screams quite like soupy, thick mud...

'Can i count on your vigilance once again, Reina?'  

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Reina raises an eyebrow at the Prince's odd request, but who is she to know the ways of the Freaks? If the girl's crazed appearance is any indication, the Sabbat Malkavians didn't have a monopoly on insane cruelty.

Looking Lenor over, she nods to the Prince. "It shall be done. I will wait to give her to the...men in white coats."

Nicole observes silently  while leaning against a tree.  She immediately recognizes the prince and his childer.  The other she knnows as one of Deirdre's associates.

Her eyes stare blankly as her mind reaches outward to touch the Pattern.  As the bound feminine form is dumped into the mud her emotions barely stir.  She's  only here to observe, to gather information.  Being new here she's certainly not going to go messing around in the princes business....at least not yet.  No it was much safer to continue fitting the peices in place and search the pattern for her purpose here.  

Her eyes flit to the squirming bundle in the mud.  Her sharpened eyesight picks up the panicky rise and fall of her chest.  A mortal then.  A mortal to be carted away and locked up in a mental facility where no one would believe a word she says.  Carter, being a fellow clan memeber, would't have much trouble ensuring anything she might say wasn't more than gibberish anyway.  The question was, what did she know that made silencing her necessary?

One could not ask for a better setup. Though he never made it clear to her, Hyde had nonetheless promised to watch her every move after her tom-foolery at Court. He can pierce her obfuscate as easily as he could snap a toothpick, and he has been praying for her to do something this ill-conceived.

2008-11-11 18:06:31 Hyde rolls 8 dice to Dex+Stealth 3,10,8,10,7, 4,10,1,8,10, 4,6 (7 successes)

{{Nicole, please roll a Perception+Alertness, diff 6 to try and detect Hyde's Ambush. If you can beat 7 successes, we will both roll Initiative, if not, Hyde will have a free action before we roll Initiative.}}