"The Farm perhaps. Does the building you saw look like the Farm?" Conner asked his Clan mate.
"The Farm perhaps. Does the building you saw look like the Farm?" Conner asked his Clan mate.
Several minutes after the call, Riley finally walks in through the hotel room door. She wasn't expecting such a crowd and looks suitably wide-eyed when confronted by so many Beasts. When she spots Anasztaz she heads over to him, tossing her let down hair over her shoulder.
She had done as he said and dressed for the occasion, jeans, shoes and her hoodie. But a perceptive gaze might notice the familiar swell at the small of her back as a holstered hand gun.
“Hey, what's all this?” She says to Anasztaz, once in earshot.
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Anasztaz smiles warmly as Riley approaches, for a moment dispelling the anxiety of having her involved in this brought upon him.
"Righteous lynch mob, love. Seems our previous Priscus decided it was a great idea to skewer some of us with a spear and bolt." he says, acknowledging the naming of Anton as Priscus, as informal as it might have been. Assertion of power was something he was familiar with, and something he respected.
"That while wearing the skin of our esteemed new Priscus and local Bishop, no less."
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Chris nods, 'Visions aren't always very clear, but now I'm sure that what I've seen is the Farm.'
'It didn't look very safe out there...' the Acolyte grins and looks around, 'someone has a crash axe.. or a sledgehammer?'
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Amelita can see that the Farm (and Barrens) are outside of Sacramento's Combined Sewer System.
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Ethan Russell, BP 2
Russ cracks a wee little smirk to one side when he overhears Anasztaz fill in the last puzzle piece to the other newcomer. Someone crashes their party looking like Flores and starts stabbing motherfuckers. That explains some things.
Most in his position, and in his state of mind, would be anxiously tapping a foot or twiddling thumbs. But Russell always turns inward, standing there by the door with his arms folded and wearing a somber frown.
Sidor glanced at Chris as he suggested a sledgehammer. What an odd thought. What exactly had he seen that would necessitate that sort of response? It seemed more sensible to not try a frontal attack, but he seemed to be dead set on it.
"Perhaps it would be more efficient to see if there is an entrance which is not so heavily guarded," the Russian Haunt said in a clipped tone, wanting to be underway. "Than to storm in where we know an ambush will be awaiting us. Such a large building would usually have many access points."
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Amelita Cardoso, Blood Potency •
Amelita squinted at the phone. "Ok, so these places are outside of the city combined sewer system... So I guess there's less access? Between the sites?" She looked at the Haunts, as though they were sewer experts.
Anton Flores, Blood Potency ••••
"The teams have been chosen," the Haunt buzzed. "And the meat of a hunt is in the timing. We have to push ahead. I'll take the Farm. If either group finds any trace of our quarry, the other group can be summoned."
Amelita Cardoso|Striking Looks •• (Curvez)|Presence ••• (Miss Thang)|"Those who are coming with me, We leave now." Conner says turning and walking toward the door. "Remember, if you spot her, contact the other group. and be careful not to trust your eyes too much." Conner states making his way out of the motel.
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