(Insurgents) Red Alert at the Avalon
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Martha and John
Ricardo didn't care if 'Beautiful Death' continued to exist any longer. If he had told them everything he knew, he was no longer of value. Plus, he had insulted the Herald. The Lord almost attacked him right there. He held back, is case the monster still had any useful information. Needless to say, Ricardo stayed away from BD's mouth. He didn't want to be near the bug/blood spray that the Lord expected to come from his mouth at any moment.
In response to Jennifer's intel, Castor zeroes in on the Brides. "Are there any others coming in?" His words are directed at Jennifer but he keeps looking at the brides. Subconsciously his right hand moves to his knife. Let's not draw that yet.
"Jennifer, will you send a text to Reeve Greyson. Ask if we should move in to the brides line of sight. I don't want to engage them, but if they see us, it may keep them from pushing into the Avalon." Almost instinctively he takes a step forward, placing himself a few feet in front of Jennifer.
Alice and the Police
"We will check it out, make sure it poses no threat and if it innocuous we will leave it. It could just be something from the lost and found." the Detective explains.
Martha, John, Ricardo and BD
"Because... You keep ... asking me ... SUCH STUPID QuESTIONS." the Beautiful Death pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath to try to restore his faculties. "I ... apologize for my ... outburst... you see..." and just as he is about to reveal something he bites his own tongue off again. Spitting the wad of bloody flesh out.
"Dhamith."
Jennifer, Dillon, Daniella and Castor.
The assumed brides obviuously feel the beasts that are not hidden as the look to each other, smiles, and then walks directly toward the kindred in the crowd.
Conner sends a text message to @David Silver
"Investigate but not alone. who is with you?"
Conner sends another text to Jennifer ( Seryna ).
"Make sure they do not create a scene. SG and I are in route."
Conner then turns to Sidor. "The brides are here. We must go, now." Conner says and moves quickly toward the fire escape to climb down to the street leve.
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City Status
Invictus status
Presence (Lady)
Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
Resources
Blush, Blush, 
Blush, Imbibe, Blush, Blush, Blush, Imbibe, "Certainly." Jennifer replies to her clan brother; loathe to lower her eyes. She checks the two women in her sight and narrows her eyes. They were moving... she turns and realizes that they are moving towards Dillon.
"Drake," She gives the Brides a sharp nod, quietly hissing. "Dillon."
The neonate decides to alert the law to the new threat and brings up her cell phone; noticing the new text from Regent Greyson.
'Greyson says don't let them make a scene," She relays quietly to Castor. "- lets get closer to Dillon. If they make a move on him; we can run interference. "
She hoped that Mr. Drake would forgive her dropping proper titles; but masquerade had to be protected here and now.
With the urgency of the Brides moving on those whose beast is not obfuscated; she hurriedly formed a reply to the Law & those assisting.
'4 Brides moving towards Connery, drake & i moving in to prevent scene' Conner Greyson , Alice Brown , Chrisie Daniella Sage Dillon Connery Sidor Grigoriev Ebon Reaper
She drops the phone into her pocket and starts walking towards Connery; trying to avoid the notice of the Brides and the police.
John quirks and eyebrow taking notice of how BD was acting, it was very strange, he seemed to be not in control of him self, not in the way of Frenzy, but like some one was pulling his strings. John's Majesty should keep him from making such outbursts unless the effect was beginning to ware off.
he Leans over to Martha and whispers,
"Herald this is not the first time he has done this, but this times this is far stranger than before, I think he may been Dominated, if that is the case I can not be sure if anything he has said is true. Do you know of anyway we can know this for sure?"
Perhaps the Mekhet family's abilities could see if one's mind has been messed with. However if that was the case wouldn't Sliver have known?
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Jag Eltacolibre
"What are your names?" David clips at the two unkowns, as he sits tight, not making movements towards the van, milling amongst the crowd.
Drawing his knife, Castor uses the power of his blood to hide it. He wouldn't be caught off guard here. "Stay behind me." His eyes never leaves the Brides he speaks to Jennifer. The tone is commanding and hard. Castor is a soldier again. "Let's go. They can't reach Brother Connery before us." With that, he begins moving towards Dillon, passing through the crowd glancing between Dillon and the Brides.
EXCEPTIONAL SUCCESS!!!!!
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Martha steps back from the spat out flesh and wrinkles her nose at the gesture. Listening to John's words. "Yes, John." she nods to John but wastes no time before getting right to work on spending time attempting to drill down into BD's mind. She's prepared for a nightmare in there...
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As a battle plan, it could have been solid. Four on four, with the opposing team unaware of the odds, and focused on the fearless, angry Beast of Dillon Connery. The others were in excellent position to flank. Daniella could be the tongs, Castor and Jen, the hammer, and Dillon; the anvil. Just one catch.
They're in public.
So the Gangrel Priscus spreads his stance and clasps his hands loosely in front of him, one gripping the wrist of the other. Ready to 'receive the visitors'. This had to be dissolved. He had to take the gamble of the sitting duck. The fish in a barrell. And he didn't have the luxury of drawing them away from the crowd, as it would cause nearly as much of a scene as someone opening fire.
Thy will be done. My Requiem is the wager.
"VIPs have left the building, ladies," he'll say when they get close enough. "How can I help you?"
Dillon is faithful, but not stupid. He has his eyes out for any telltale clues of intent.
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