"Not sure," Alastor replied to Bacchus's question about where Knot was. He hadn't seen much of the sassy Acanthus of late. "And let me tell ya. Skilled healers are a godsend. Thankfully, Knot and Cricket were around to take care of my injuries after I got out of the situation, otherwise I would have had my ass in a sling for a while." To the Assembly thing, he gave an 'ah' and a knowing nod. Some went the way of complete direct representation, but you still had to get shit done. Politics with other Consilia. Defense. Officers empowered by the people weren't weird. Assemblies were just another route to the same thing, but he wasn't about to tell folks about their own business. Occult studies of the past and what these dudes wanted to do now were not necessarily the same thing.
"Well, I wish you all the best in acquiring a hall or whatever it is y'all choose to do. As I said before - regardless of political affiliation. Call if you need help."
The Adamantine Arrow was a global order. Protecting a couple of Libertines (whether capital L or lower case l) was hardly a stretch.
The older Mastigos turned his attention to Eurydice and Sand.
"The ambush was fucking everywhere. Traps on the street to destroy fire trucks. Bombs in cars to defend the traps. A couple of their dudes outside in vehicles. And a few of them inside the fiery building. I don't think they knew precisely where the Circle was, but they had a good enough idea of approximately where." He glanced at Cricket, one of the guys who had led the charge. "And they did exactly that. Used compassion against us. If I'd been setting the ambush, I would have put snipers out, but at least we had the good fortune of them not being quite so precise."
As for the Councilor's question...
"I'll certainly be keeping an eye out for Hunters and will set the Arrow to defending against them. However, to chase things down like that, we need solid investigators and connections. We know, for example, that there were cameras on the street, set up and feeding to somewhere. We were given the address of a house where they built a creature of some kind. We know their leader is code-named Y, and that one of them was an FBI agent named Mischa Strand. We know the police probably found some evidence that might be helpful. There are pieces to be followed."