Rats in the Sewers

[Brenn Lawrence]

Brenn Lawrence clumsily climbed out of her vehicle and leaned against her beaten black sedan. A lone, flickering streetlamp provided the only illumination, back-lighting the Haunt in a rotten yellow halo while she waited for the others to arrive. It was the night after the Hunt for Dirge had begun and directions had been distributed to her companions, along with the insurance that they would all get very, very wet.

Lawrence dipped into her jacket pocket and produced a triple plastic bagged flashlight and then stared at the yawning black maw of the sewer drain which sat several yards off, almost as if in challenge. This time, she had come prepared.

OOC

Brenn has one flashlight covered in plastic, 5 glowsticks, a bagged phone, and a cleaver. Don't forget to include an equipment list other peoples

[Wolven Pryde]

Russell comes striding slowly into the scene, looking exactly as he had the night before. Pre-bear. One might get the idea that he keeps the comical closet full of matching outfits lined up neatly in rows. One row of sleeveless Under-Armour shirts, one row of zip-off cargo pants, and a row of combat boots on the floor. All black.

The reality is not nearly as glamorous or humorous, but Russ isn't inclined to discuss it.

OOC

Carrying the same four knives, phone is bagged .

[Vampire ST]

The remains of Squattaville cling to existence like the detritus of the city's concrete corpse. In the distance, barrels glow, and singular tents are pitched here and there. Survivors, perhaps, or simply newly fallen. It's apparent the city has made an effort to clean up and the worst of the tent city is gone.

It's hard to believe that six months ago this same drainway was almost the end of Brenn, Jillian, and Joseph.

The trio proceeds into the sewer, and... it's a concrete tube. Which is pretty all that can be said about such a thing, other than the steady flow of water. That's a rippling black ribbon that reflects light, at times things float by; flotsam, jetsam, dead rats, small toys, clumps of paper... Definitely nothing you'd want to investigate more thoroughly.

Eventually they find where Ajax began. The sewer opens into a transverse connecting several drainways, and overhead is a metal grate. It's impossible to hear much with the soft echoes of running and dripping water, but things seem calm 'topside'. The transverse connects on the other side to two sewer tunnels.

Again, Brenn notes the green and blue alphanumerics labeling the tunnels.

Note: This is a sewer drainage, just a big outlet from a culvert into the river. No covers or anything, and a bit on the yukky side

[Brenn Lawrence]

Brenn had her bagged flashlight on and in hand as she led the way through the sewage filled tunnel, taking great care to put each foot down solidly before stepping forward again. She stopped when they came to the fork in the tunnel, remembering the desperate struggle that took place here, and then took a left, following the green markings.

"Hey, just so we're all aware," she called back over her shoulder, "we will be getting submerged in a bit here. In fact, we have a swim to go for. If anyone has anything that absolutely cannot get wet, give it to me now. to bag up."

[Brenn Lawrence]

Brenn had her bagged flashlight on and in hand as she led the way through the sewage filled tunnel, taking great care to put each foot down solidly before stepping forward again. She stopped when they came to the fork in the tunnel, remembering the desperate struggle that took place here, and then took a left, following the green markings.

"Hey, just so we're all aware," she called back over her shoulder, "we will be getting submerged in a bit here. In fact, we have a bit of a swim to go for. If anyone has anything that absolutely cannot get wet, give it to me now, so I can bag it up."