After torching that Grandmas store, I only gots one last stop and I'm in the green. Hell that's why I kept it last, this'll be a breeze. I come tearing in on my bike, my cape proudly flapping on my back. I pull up and look around, while I remove my trophy and stow it in my bag. I can't let that little jewel go.

2008-12-13 20:24:36 Stevie rolls 5 dice to Scouting out (per+ale) 8,1,2,7,7 (2 successes)

Well guess no time's like the present to get down to some brass tacks. I grab my paint and stencil as well a sthe half dozen small bottles of gin I got at the corner store. This shit'll be easy. I start walking looking for some homeless crackhead needing a bottle. Any of them will do I don't fucking care.

"Yo pops, wanna bottle o' gin? I'm doing an art project and need to spray paint you. I'm willing to trade, you game?"

Yeah like he can really say no, I bet they start lining up and the deeds done.

The first bum Stevie locates with his offer is a bald older man with a sagging neck. He is sitting behind a bench clutching a coffee-can and praying for a bowel movement...

'Gin you say. Well... that spraypaint shit itches, you painting my coat or my face?'

The man looks up, his lower jaw moving like he is chewing, even though he clearly has no teeth.

((2008-12-15 15:23:09 Reina rolls 6 dice to Per+ Alert 6,6,9,6,4, 3 (4 successes))

Reina, in her constant hidden vigil across the park, will instantly notice the young man bothering one of her homeless, and asking him if he can...spray paint him? What the fuck is wrong with that kid? Oh wait. She sees him well enough, her perceptions bright enough that she can tell all is not well. He's not breathing, now, is he? She stalks closer to Stevie, still hidden in the shadows, waiting for him to make a move.

(He is breathing, his breath visible in the cold air. You do not see him smoking either, but your choice as to whether to continue investigating. He is dressed similarly to the picture, a dirty street rat in a jacket covered in various metal and punk band patches.)

"No man, I'm just doing an art project for school, yo. I just need to spray paint your shirt or jacket. Then I'll be swinging by every day and scoping it out to see if I notice it, if I do then I'll give you another bottle. Hells bells, I'll be doing it for damn near six months, so if you want in you'd best get in now," as he reaches into his bag pulling out his stencil, paint and a bottle of gin.

"So what do you say pops? Shit its a win, win situation," as he awaits a reply.

((My bad, I assumed, and we all know what happens when you assume ^_^ ))

Reina approaches closer, trying to get a good look at this kid and his stencil. He is breathing after all, she must have been at a bad angle and she's justifiably paranoid since her park seems to be a constant parade of kindred.

That doesn't sound like any kind of art school project these politically correct times would allow, but the kid could just be that...kinked.

((2008-12-17 13:40:14 Reina rolls 6 dice to Per+ Alert--> trying to see what the stencil is and notice any distinguishing marks on Stevie (tattoos, any patches in particular on his jacket) 9,9,7,6,1, 3 (3 successes)))

'Shiiit. Imma gun be a model for booze!'

The toothless old man takes on a sudden burst of life as he stands off, brushing grime from his pants as if it really matters.

'You want my front or my back?'

[2008-12-17 14:53:39 Radiation rolls 6 dice to Reina Int+Occult 1,6,3,10,6, 3 (2 successes)]

Reina will recognize the stencil, even if it takes a second or two for her to see it from its negative state and realize what it is. Its a common symbol from her days with the Sabbat. Something the crusading Toreador Antitribu would spray up to mark locations for destruction...

It is a very bad sign.

Reina appears like a ghost from the shadows behind the homeless man, face frozen in a rictus of anger.

She growls, "Ralph, get the fuck out of here. I'll get you some gin later. This kid's fucking with you. Now get the fuck out."

She glares at Stevie. "Now what the fuck do you think you're doing, punk? This is Hunter territory. I don't want any of that Perv shit in here, understood? Don't make me repeat myself," she snarls, a feral look burning in her eyes. She looks fully prepared to enforce her dictate, looming larger than it seems possible for a girl of that size. She is. Not. Happy.

((2008-12-17 16:05:28 Reina rolls 6 dice to Str+ Intimidation 10,10,4,1,7, 8,2,8 (4 successes))  

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 He cowers at the menacing woman who appeared behind him. He drops what he has in his hands and stares at her a second.

"Look I was just doing a favor for some bikers, I didn't know it was perverted. I just owed em big on some meth I lost and they said they wouldn't kill me if I did em a favor. They gave me some addresses and told me to tag it with that sign," with frightened pathetic look to his eyes.

"Fuck, I should'a known it would get me in some shit, but they were not normal bikers, man they were fuckin evil and shit," as he holds up his hands like he were under arrest.

Reina's riled enough she isn't going to take this "evil biker" bullshit, not for a second. In a more graceful mood, sure, she would have thought about whether he was lying or not, but oh no, not today, not with that motherfucking symbol.

"Evil bikers my fucking ass. Where else you paint that shit, huh? Fucking evil bikers, you think I'm a fucking moron? You would have fucking blinked at some of the words I just fucking used if you were legit, now come out with it before I tear it out of you, you Sabbat piece of shit!"

((Reina burns one blood point to Feral Claws))

Her hands are balled into fists, hanging at her sides as the claws begin to grow out of her fingernail beds, so it may not be immediately obvious unless someone knows what to look for.  

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The old man looks confused as the strange guardian of this park barks at him. He jumps back when she starts freaking out and isnt going to need to be told twice. He hobbles his old ass away towards the crumbling school-building...

 "What are you fucking talking about? I don't know what the hell your saying," as he awaits her approach. He has an idea about whats coming and his options are getting pretty thin. He switches from sad and pathetic to scared very quick. He can only think about getting to his bike and getting the fuck out of here as fast as he can.

2008-12-17 17:40:30 Stevie rolls 1 die for Initiative 8 (initiative roll)

6 + 8 = 14

((2008-12-18 13:52:03 Reina rolls 1 die to Init 3 + 5 = 8, damn my init sucks))

Reina keeps closing the short distance between herself and Stevie, looking extremely pissed off. She's not letting this punk out of here without getting some answers.

"You will tell me where else you painted this sign and who sent you or I'll take my pound of flesh," she growls.

((Reina spends 1 blood point to celerity, 1 bp to Dex))

 "Look lady, I told you what I know," beginning to sob incoherently. He looks quite pathetic, tears running down his face as he quickly brings his boot up and delivers a kick to her stomach.

2008-12-18 16:42:06 Stevie rolls 7 dice to Kick (Diff 7) 6,6,5,6,9, 3,6 (1 success)

2008-12-18 16:42:56 Stevie rolls 4 dice to Damage 7,2,5,1 (failure)+ 1 potence / halved for bashing equals no damage.

"I said back off"

"Oh, is that what you want, then?" Reina snarls as she absorbs the kick to the stomach, completely unharmed.

She unballs her fist, revealing the claws that were formerly hidden and delivers nasty slash after nasty slash to Stevie's midsection as she bears down on him, her eyes flashing with fury.

((2008-12-19 05:11:07 Reina rolls 8 dice to Snikkety snakt 8,9,5,5,5, 3,5,2 (2 successes))

((2008-12-19 05:13:39 Reina rolls 6 dice to  damage 5,4,4,6,6, 10,1 (2 successes) --> 2 AGG damage))

((2008-12-19 05:14:45 Reina rolls 8 dice to Snikkety snakt 2,1,9,3,10, 5,9,2,8 (3 successes))

((2008-12-19 05:15:30 Reina rolls 7 dice to damage 2,10,10,3,2, 4,10,6,3,3 (4 successes) --> 4 AGG damage))

Seeing that she has nearly killed him already, Reina holds back on the final blow.

"Now you will tell me who sent you. Now you will tell me where else you painted this sign. Or, simply enough, I finish you and find out on my own. Your choice, fucker."

 (I cannot soak aggs, so I am at Crippled -5)(Not double his Stamina so he has not passed out, yet)

You have nearly gored him, he is covered in blood, with more gushing out as you speak to him. He starts to cough up blood, spraying it upon you. He grins his teeth, the blood visible between them as he whispers.

"Uhhh, Fuck you ho, I ain't tellin you shit," with a shit eaten grin spreading across his face. "Best watch your cornhole, a storms a coming and they are looking for you," hoping it might scare her. Not that it'll save his ass, he knows he is screwed.

"They're are gonna raze this town,uhhh, best run now," as he collects his breathe again. There is a loud wheezing sound coming from him, obviously his lung has collapsed if not both.

"Oh, is that so, little man," Reina snarls, without any pity, without any feeling.

"If you won't talk, then I have no need for you. If they want to raze this town, they'll have a fight."

((2009-01-03 14:39:59 Reina rolls 8 dice to dex + brawl 10,1,10,3,3, 8,10,2,5,7, 4 (4 successes))

((2009-01-03 14:41:13 Reina rolls 7 dice to damage 5,9,6,10,10, 8,6,1,5 (5 successes) 5 AGG damage))

With one last slash of her claws, Reina severs Stevie's neck, his head rolling away with his eyes still open, staring at his executioner.

She looks around only briefly, finding a trash bag one of the bums had left behind. She puts Stevie's head and the stencil he had almost painted on old Ralph in the bag, then drags his body away.

She attempts to disguise herself as someone else, a nondescrïpt man, perhaps, before she disappears in the shadows, but fails.

((2009-01-03 14:45:15 Reina rolls 4 dice to Mask of 1000 faces (Diff 7) 1,1,7,1 (failure))

She drags the body away from the park ((Unseen Presence)) before dumping it in a dumpster in the slums.

The head and stencil, however, she will take to...well, she knows she can't find the Prince, so she'll have to go to the unpleasant sheriff.

[Reina i need a Degeneration check. Conscience diff:8 or you lose 1 humanity point. Also make an Intelligence check at diff:7 for me please.]

((2009-01-03 16:02:05 Reina rolls 2 dice to Conscience (Diff 8) 8,3 (1 success))

((2009-01-03 16:03:42 Reina rolls 3 dice to Intelligence (Diff 7) 3,3,4 (failure))

[No degredation, just some nagging guilt. Orm aybe remorese she didnt get him to talk...]

The Storm is coming.

The words stick in Reinas head like she should be having an epiphany. Theres something there, from way back in her violent past but for now its lost in her subconscious. She has bigger things to worry about right now.