New mission day

Garus wants us out of town for a while, since we consistantly cause problems for many entities in Chicago. He has a simple courier mission for us. A simple pickup and delivery. We charter a small lear jet and fly. Figuring we can coerce the pilots into staying till tomorrow, it doesn't work and they ignore us and leave the terminal. Then security comes toward us and ask to speak to us since we are from the US and they want ID etc. I use Command and tell the obvious leader to LEAVE. He does and we walk away, the two other security guards look like they might split in half and run after their boss. We taxi to the location of the pickup to do some recon. I use Sense the Mystical (vamp detect magic) and find out the whole building is covered in some kind of explosive runes. We call Garus to find out how to proceed. He explains that these people are expecting us and don't do anything that could jepordize this relationship. So we have to wait till tomorrow.
Open the yellow pages and look at clubs, and find one with a ankh and a rose! So we go there. Obvious vamp bar, trying hard to be the Succubus basement. I really wanted to cut the lights out then ask the vamps to "Sub or Die" but had to settle for the fire alarm. In the chaos that ensued, I approached the vamp I thought might be in a position of power. Being my lovely megolomanic self I ask him to Sub or Die. He gets the drop on me with celerity and potence and drops me in on turn. Just kill the big Brujha next time. Anyway, while I lay on the floor before auto healing, Brandons gangrel chick comes forward and bargins for my life, and offers me some blood. I take it since I don't know the intricacies of vamp culture yet. Now I am blood bonded to her. The brujah says he wants 10k and my head, then 10k and my body, then meet me here at 4am. We ignore his meeting go to Hobotown outside of town, fill up then dig a hole to sleep in.
Next night we go to our meeting at the bookstore. Find out its run by female mages. Something about the price being higher and we have to wait for confirmation from Garus. We look around the store. I look for books on Discerning True Names of Demons and find one for new demons, and a huge tome dealing with old ones that is in Infernal language. Need to learn that! I also pick up a book on Discerning the Age of Demon. Brandon acquires some silver brass knuckles that can transform to make his one hand silver when he uses his claws supposeldy from a Vampire named Gangrel or from a Gangrel she wasn't sure. Aj found a bonus to melee something.
With our items the bill was quite high so the mages offered a contract to procure for them for the next 50 years. It is a good thing so we signed.

A few weeks had passed and we decided to return to the Succubus Club to see what was going on there and to use their blood dolls. We heard a female asking to stop and we noticed a woman lying on a couch while another woman cut her with a knife. We see the girl with the knife asking to stop! Levi's werewolf jumps the girl with the knife and we find out that the woman on the couch enjoys this and I tell her I know what we can do, and I make my offer.
She tells me that the others aren't needed and they leave to go upstairs.
"Pick two," she says, "and bring them over."
Casually picking two women, I dominate one to come over, and she does. While her friend just comes where she is. My new friend whispers in her ear then tells me to fear her. So I use the word terror, and she looks confused but still runs away.
"Do exactly what I tell you," she warns. "Now, two more, have one kill the other one."
I grab the knife and walk over to the woman, dominate and say OBEY, then hand her the knife and say kill your friend. She does, then screams and flees. I gain a derangement, Megalomania.
The others of our group have gone upstairs to the Elysium again to stir up trouble. They ask for the Whip back, the Camerilla vamps of course say no. Then Aj uses Celerity to grab and drag him out of the room. By this time, my new friend and I are making our way upstairs. I make it to see Aj grabbing the Whip and I summon demonic fire and torch the owner of the Succubus Club. Levi goes Krynos(sp), claws are dropped and the fight begins.
After a few rounds, I have made my way in to the body of the owner and I realize he seems to be diablerizable so I drag him from the room to have a snack. While the fight continues, and a stream of frightened vamps are fleeing the room, many more are dying.
Finally, Aj searches for the cards, money, and stuff.
For our next mission we are being sent out of town either for our own good or the good of Chicago.

Day 3 of the party began nothing like the previous two. We awoke to no noise of partygoers in the house, no music. Nothing. Coming upstairs we found that the cleaners had been there and the house was ready for a party. Checking the video for the last 12 or so hours didn't show much either. Finally, showing the front gate, we found three police cars and a huge group of people milling about unable to enter.
We went to talk to the police but they wouldn't budge and we didn't have cash. So we bartered a big screen TV for a ride downtown to the Succubus Club. Figuring that the last time we were here we found a room upstairs that was obviously off limits. The guard barred us entrance but a short Dominate later the door was open. Its some sort of vampire 'holy ground'. About 30 vampires suddenly look up from whatever they were doing and a collective .
A few vampires come up to inform us that we can't be there. We reply with a 'why not'?
The general gist is, we talked some smack on the Camerilla and then left without being ripped apart on the spot.
We left there and found our way to our first vampire haven. The burned out landscape still unchanged. Rooting around we find nothing of interest. Talking among ourselves about why we weren't dead yet, why they haven't followed us, and what the hell are we doing here?
A voice says that it is following us, and a vampire tells us he has a opportunity for us. So rushing from one random thing to another with no plan seems to be our game, so we go. Turns out a rather old vampire named Garius wants us to work for him only if we strictly follow his orders.
So by working for him we solve some problems and create lots more for the Camerilla.

Day Two of the Night Denizen party in the gated community.
Lots of cautious eyeing of prospective enemies all night. Something happened that destroyed the living room so after that it was the site of one on one fights for money.

"Who are these miserable persons?"

"Well, we aren't sure, but we have it narrowed down to a handful of suspects." Durmond paged through files on his phone. He wore jeans and a black t-shirt with a scarf around it, thin glasses and a billed knit cap. He blended well with todays youth even though he was almost 200 years old. "Frankly, none of them seem capable of what we're seeing though, I expect they are a front to a much larger problem."

"I see." Garus walked across the hall, his custom made Italian wingtips taping softly on the marble floor, velvet curtains on the walls trapping any echos. "I have a feeling they aren't a front. They move much to quickly to be taking orders from an organized source." He stopped in front of a well appointed cabinet and poured wine from a crystal decanter. He held the glass to the light of the fireplace along the far wall and swirled it gently, it was completly opaque. Turning again to face Durmond he sipped lightly before speaking, "Attend the party personaly. Watch yourself, events surrounding them are fluid at best."

Durmond continuded to page through as he spoke. "Will do. I'll take Seth and Sam as backup. They work well in high stress situations."

Garus crossed the room and stood in front of the fire. He waved his hand and the flame reacted to his movement, swirling into the shape of a man, then into a woman, then into a werebeast. "I'm certain the Garou are watching more closely than it appears, keep Sam under control if they should attend."

" 'kay. Should we approach this time? If we make first contact they may be more receptive."

"No. Observe only, in case I am mistaken about them operating alone. They may move quickly in the manner of today, but I will hold to letting time do my work."

Durmond nodded and put his phone away. He replaced his earbuds and headed towards the door. It closed behind him with a deep thud and a quiet latch. Garus drained the glass and walked to his desk. "If I can wait 900 years, a few more weeks is no matter. They will come to me soon enough."

A shadow across the room moved and spoke. "These Anarchs will not be easily controled. They are powerful even if they don't realize it yet. The wolves certainly do, if they fully gain their trust we will have real problems."

"Not problems, resolution." Garus pushed a button on his desk and a hidden door along the wall opened, a bent misshapen figure emerging. "The Camarilla will jump to defend themselves agains the wolves and two... issues, will fall like parchment before fire." The bent figure handed Garus two papers and left again. "The Primogen are frightened."

He looked up at the shadow and smiled slightly. "Steal another Whip and give it to the wolves. This just may play out in todays speed-filled fashion."

"Gladly." The shadow faded, leaving only a lighter shade of darkness in it's wake.

This session started off with us vampires getting a present, the whip of the Ventrue clan. He wasn't very forthcoming with information. The second part of our present was the deed to the mansion in the gated community that held the party.
So what do we do with a mansion? Burn a gold card on Rent-a-Center everything and fill the house, buy beer and alcohol, food and throw a bash and invite all your enemies and lots of innocent bystanders to a three day party.
By the second night of the party, quite a few of the humans had moved into the other model mansions that surround this house.

We didnt' get much done because we hadn't seen each other in a month, so we talked quite a bit.

No idea what session we did this Wed.

Talk to plant

Go with Ted to rescue a werewolf cub.

Auspex's heightened senses

Back of truck
Werewolves attacking

Riding shotgun, literally.


Escape

Between having our safehouse and our sires being burned by Camerilla, and us going on the run. We found some werewolves who wanted to train us to take out Vampires. They also run a old time werewolf honor euthanasia program in which we take out old werewolves.

Skip ahead to tonight.
The werewolves want us to take out a Sabbat house. They give us a address and thats it. Brandon's gangrel takes off to go scout it out and Aj and I go to Walmart for binoculars. Meanwhile, Brandon enters the house that is having a party. He finds the owner of the house and gets him to take her upstairs for some fun. They go to the bedroom and there are some vamps in there and they try to feed on Brandon. He drops claws and shreds one, while the others don't notice. Somewhere in there he drops enough blood to frenzy. Aj and I arrive at the gated community and try to get in but the gate needs a sensor to open so we opt to hop the fence and stay clear of cameras. We enter the house and there is no party, dead bodies lying around and we find a vamp here who we stake for later. Going upstairs we find Brandon ripping another apart in a frenzy who then promptly jumps down and runs out.
Searching the house we find all dead vampires and people. Basement has a 40 ft dirt patch. I section it off and use a shovel to dig for 45 min and find nothing. Brandon tries to earth meld and it to freaked out by something to stay. We find the security room in the guest house and servers, etc. Back in the basement we search and find a panic room. I pile the 15 dead humans and broken furniture on the patio and light it on fire. Fire trucks, police swarm the house and Aj runs off and Brandon and I watch from the panic room. Strange officers show up who we instantly figure are some kind of Camerilla. Day.
Upon waking we find they have dug out and removed all the dirt in the 40 ft hole and have taken it away. No one is in the house. The news is talking about the fire and if there were really bodies in it or not. Aj comes back and after searching again we find nothing. Two black cars pull in and we wait in the upstairs for them to enter and then stowaway in their trunks. They drive us to downtown Chicago to a bar somewhere near 55th st. We feed on passerby and I dominate some new clothes for Brandon and Aj. They enter the bar, I enter a few minutes later. Brandon slashes their tires. We find the Sabbat talking about how fucked they are and what they are going to do. Brandon and Aj walk up and lie to them that they know the Camerilla are after them and that we can help them. I walk over and say I haven't seen any suspicious vamps yet and we better get out of here. The Sabbat all but wish for us to take them somewhere safe.
We call our werewolve friends and tell them to expect some friends while Brandon make a bet that they can't take them all out in 15 sec for 3 kegs of beer.
I dominate a van and we all, with Brandon driving one of their cars that has run flats down to Gary, Popos and watch as they shred them. One of them we save and he gets some spell on him that transfers him to a potted plant.

Session 2

Waking up the next night, we get sent on a simple mission. Go outside of town and trade a briefcase for another briefcase at a gated community about 2 hours away.
Traveling there goes fine and we find the house. The occupants are a little hairy and beefy and the next thing I remember is Brandon's vamp chick is getting clawed to pieces by a full werewolf. A figure comes from behind and calms them down and we trade the briefcases. Back home and a few weeks of training.


Session 3

Awake inside a coffin. Push open the lid to find my sire, affectionately known as Trench coat man standing over me. Still covered in blood from just before dawn, I follow him and the criminal(AJ) and his sire out into another room to find three more vampires and their sires.
"This is a social experiment."

Firstly, revised beats out Monte Cook's version hands down. It has all of the flavor and none of the ... well you know.

Scene Opens:

Crime scene investigator, Tom Slavrisky arrives on scene at a suspected suicide. A man has thrown himself from the second story plate glass windows in the Apple store on Michigan Ave in Chicago. His body is covered with a sheet and broken glass litters this portion of the blocked off street. Meanwhile, a slight man watches from across two lanes of traffic on the far side of the street. Tom begins his ritual of photos and evidence marking. Noting impact marks and a oddity two different types of glass. Snapping pictures he moves across the scene to the body. A trenchcoated man identifys himself as Internal Security asks about the scene and wants to see the victim. Lifting the sheet, Tom notes that this man could not have broken through this nearly one inch thick glass with just his head. The Internal Affairs man says, " I have seen all I need to have a good night" and leaves. Tom begins scanning for additional items that may be on the street. Takes pictures at 180 degrees, but notices nothing unusual. Moving back to the victim, he notices puncture marks on the neck and takes a swab and sample of the lacerations, also he notes a distinct lack of blood. Ok, this is not a suicide its a homicide! he thinks to himself.
He moves inside, moving past witnesses being interviewed by police, upstairs, no extra 'glass' missing anywhere. The large plate glass window turns up nothing of interest, or blacklight, no signs of a stuggle. Mystery. A security guard comes up to him and tells him that he was told to show him the security footage. Following the man behind the store into the back rooms, they come to the bank of monitors. Another man is currently looping two men in a struggle with one man holding the second by the arm as the plunge through the window. Cutting to the street level camera the man who had a hold of the second man lands on his feet after going headfirst through the glass dragging the second man, who lands on his face on the street. The assailant then moves across the street and stands there watching the scene. Tom makes a call and orders back up forensics to pick up all the glass from the street, and goes back outside to pick up glass. Noticing that the man isn't across the street anymore, he checks his camera and sure enough he was there when he did his first sweep. He crosses the street to check the spot and finds blood and footprints, they lead off to a alley and a dead homeless man then back down the street to a Old Navy then away to a suit store, using his black light, Tom calls for backup and enters the store. Following the blood trail to a suit rack, then to the mens bathroom, he finds the tracks enter but have yet to leave. Making one more call for backup, he draws his gun and opens the door. He sees the man that went through the window changing clothes and has just slicked his hair back as bits of glass fall out.
"FREEZE!" Tom yells and points his gun, "Turn around, on your knees and hands on your head."
"You don't want to do that" says the half bloody man, who then doubles over in pain as red eyes come up to glare and Tom as you would a steak when famished, but quickly they receed.
"I said on the ground hands on your head!" Tom yells again.
The man lunges with catlike speed but misses and runs into the wall, Tom quick draws his handcuffs and attaches one to the mans wrist. Then the man rips them out of his hand and lunges again, but misses and slips to the floor. Tom drops a knee into the back but slides to a straddle and attaches the other handcuff.
Just then voices from behind.
"See I told you that my guy could beat your guy" the Internal Affairs man says.
A beautiful woman says, "Its not over yet."
"True."
The man leans in and Tom is powerless to move as he bites his neck.
Blackness...
Stars. Hints of daybreak. Something like hunger but more painful. Restrained. Hands and feet. Roof. Suspect beside him, rips the restraints off and lunges a man restrained by each of their feet. Tom watches and is strangely attracted and hungry.
Rip! Dives at the man near his feet and ensanguinates him.
Dawn. Primal fear takes a hold. Door open to blackness. Running. Stairs down, down, down, down, at the bottom another door open they run in and find the woman and the Internal Affairs man.
"I was begining to get worried." hes says plainly. "Your in there", as sunlight rays enter the room, he shuts to door and gestures to another door, while the two walk to the other door.
In the other room are two cheap coffins. Even though Tom is screaming in his head, a primalness takes him and he seeks darkness and sleep...