(Insurgents) Red Alert at the Avalon

[Martha Villiers]

A fine autumn evening was no time for so cruel an alarm.

The text had come through while she was busy with an irrate delivery driver and studying the staff rota for next week.

An anxious glance to the text from Lance had caused a sinking feeling. A bomb? Here? Surely not! I check everything! How could I have missed it?

Tom, the eager new recruit, was swiftly tasked to deal with the delivery guy as Martha, feinging a sudden need to vomit, headed out...

Normal. No panic yet. No panic. People would die in a crush to escape...Stay calm. Warn the others: get the professionals in...

Blinking but resolute, Martha swiftly gathered her satchel grab bag and headed out to the nearest pay phone. Twin tails bob with some urgency as she limps along. Whizzing off texts as she headed to and from her mission to the pay phone.

After invoking Blush of Life and after actually running as best she could the yards distance to the nearest payhone, to help create the proper impression of an effort to control her personal panic, she dials 911 from the payphone. Martha conveys the following to the dispatcher, doing her best to sound a little rushed and confused...the anxiety for the welfare of others, though, is authentic:

"Oh, please help! I think I've just seen a suspicious package in the coatcheck room in the Avalon nightclub! I think it might be a bomb! Please hurry, I think there might be people there still. You know...at the Avalon...getting coats and things. I didn't want to call from there...you know how they say that sometimes the transmission signals from a mobile cellular 'phone might accidentally detonate a bomb! I was worried!"

Then, like a good, but not overly good, citizen seemingly momentarily concerned about both Civic Duty and self preservation, she hangs up.

After what happened recently to the Park's Dept building and...well...terrorism in general...she figured that'd be enough to get the experts along.

On the way back to the Avalon, Martha hastily casts off another text. This time to the Bailiff ( Tiffany ). Glad, though, that Alice and her friends would at least be safe and on their way to a nice camping trip.

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Time to return to the Avalon and begin to help evacuate the mortals and see what on Earth is going on!

Whomever it was who had left the bomb there,she mused as she limped back to the Avalon to see who was there, they had best be at peace with their deity.

Martha began making her way back along the streets. Passing the blissfully unaware workers and commuters.

Keeping an eye on rooftops for snipers...for sharpshooters from cars and alleyways.

Half expecting the Avalon to explode as she approached, she tried to stay close to unobtrusive cover.


[[OOC: anyone evacing from the Avalon, etc, can feel free to join this new thread for post-bomb warning activity.]]

[Alice Brown]

A purse in her left hand, three pieces of paper in her right, and both her feet are moving quickly. Alice was doing a great job staying alive in her own elegant way. As she leaves the building she meets the approaching Keeper. 'Miss Villiers.' Her tone is surprised but also relieved. Then there is silence.

This was quite the first time she spoke to Martha directly, with some kind of free will. The first time since that limping Mekhet screwed everything up with her telepathic intrusion. It was the Daeva's decision to stick to business, because if she would try something else all that would come out was either anger, frustration or a fear frenzy like reaction. 'Have you alarmed any emergency services already?'

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer pulls her car across the street from Avalon; far enough to be safe in her approximation. She places the car in park and turns off the engine; watching to see if every one escaped Avalon.
She watches as the Deputy exits the building and heads to speak with the Herald. Jennifer turns and bends into the back seat; grabbing her messenger bag from the back seat.

She slipped it over her right shoulder and exited the vehicle; closing the distance to the Herald and Deputy.

"Madame Villars; Deputy." The Nosferatu greeted with a respectful nod.

[Daniella Sage]

Daniella makes her way over, she offers Martha a small nod, "Miss Villiers, glad to see you are alright." she looks to Alice and Jennifer and nods. She glances back to the Avalon to see what was going on, looking to make sure the rest of the group are out. Shaking her head slightly at the turn of events for the evening, her Beast was calmer now, still shaking up by the thought if fire, she shudders at that thought.

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy rushed out of the building and was happy to see some familiar faces outside. "Herald Villiers! Good to see that you are safe and sound." She tried forcing a smile but was unable to due to her beast still being a bit riled up by the whole situation.

Fuck! That was a close call.

She looked around at the kindred who had made it out of the Avalon. Tracy noticed that there were still a few missing. She was glad that her bike was parked nearby in case she needed to make a quick getaway.

[Dillon Connery]

Dillon Connery approaches the scene looking quite intense. If he were alive, the adrenaline could be burning his veins out, perhaps his heart would be racing, or maybe he would be doing just as his is now; examining the fissures opening to alleys for suspicious activity with studied scrutiny, along with the rooftops, parked cars, windows, and any animate creature that he doesn't immediately recognize.

The restless Beast paces around his mind, its hackles raised at the activity, snarling and ready to snap at any of the others gathered.

Be silent! The Gangrel hisses inwardly, you know these creatures!

The look of relief at seeing Martha well is a brief one, before returning to his state of high alertness. When he'd playfully offered to carry her around during their conversation a while back, a flight from her office to the street under a burning Avalon was not what he had in mind.

He didn't bombard the woman with greetings, she knew how he felt. Instead, Dillon gives her a dutiful nod and keeps an eye on their immediate surroundings, waiting for the answers to questions already asked.

[Martha Villiers]

Tiny Martha, dressed in her usual school uniform and wearing her simple metal peg leg, smiles happily as she sees Alice is safe! Nodding eagerly in reply. She resisted her instinct to dash forward and embrace her friend, seeing she was safe. Though she made a few energetic steps forward to begin to do so, she hesitated, uncertain, "Ah! A delight to see you all safe and well!" she enthuses with clearly genuine delight and care. As she was about to reply to Alice, Martha sees more of evacuees arrive.

She nods again to Alice...joining in Jennifer, Daniella Tracy, Ricardo and Dillon in her gleeful waves and happy smiles to see them all safe! "Oh, yes, miss! Yes I have requested the attendance of law enforcement! They have a local specialist team for just this eventuality! No doubt experts and no doubt a fine body of men! Goodness! There are so many here! Are there any left inside? No one is hurt?" she asks, all caring tone and genuine wide eyed concern for all her fellows present. Even under these conditions, she finds the opportunity now to sneak the briefest look at the shoes and legs of all the evacuee lady vampires present as she surveys everyone for injury and damage.

She gives no thought to any camping trip. And works to keep her Blush invoked.

"Mr Rayner and Mr Silver? No...no, sir..." she replies to Ricardo with a respectful nod, "I can only hope they are en route! Do excuse me, please, I shall query their whereabouts." she gets her cell phone out...and, pleased to see Dillon is attentive to their field security, she begins to type a text to them.