(Insurgents) Epilogue of Ethical Decisions

[Alice Brown]

'Oh they weren't here tonight. Who knows, they might have another base, or even their own havens. They could be everywhere, partying in a local club.' If one was so dumb to invade another Domain, partying during the heat of the battle didn't seem very strange.

'They could flee could anywhere in Sacramento, but also back to San Francisco. Personally, if the biggest part of "my team" failed, I would just go back to my hometown rather than risking my Requiem. And if they're really so nomadic as they pretend to be, they're back on the road and can be anywhere in the United States.'

Obviously, Deputy Brown is not very concerned about three chicks on their bikes.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer placed the car into drive; and carefully backed into the road.

"So we will be more careful in transporting our friend.." Jennifer declared. "Is there a safe place to for him to stay before the dawn finds us? " She inquires. "I am sure that the Ridge Motel would be suitable for short term."

She continues to drive very carefully; minding all traffic laws due to being mindful of the dead body in the trunk as she begins to drive towards the Ridge Motel.

[wibblywobbly]

John sat quietly in the back for a little while looking out the window. Thinking over all the things that had happened tonight already. It had all gone so fast, first they were interrogating Namey what's his face. Next they know there was a bomb thread Namey explodes. Some poor bastard get's staked after draining a prostitute. John and Ricardo end up cleaning up said poor bastard's mess. Then blowing up complexes of the bad guys who tried to blow them up first.

John vaguely recalls that at one point when he was alive that he promised himself he would never join the military if he could help it, but here he was.

Now there was one question that now burned in his mind, something that was very important to him. Something that might make him feel just a little bit better about all the things he has done already...

"So, do we have a plan on dealing with our friend? We can't just leave him like that forever."

Of course they actually could just leave him like that forever, but that doesn't seem fair to him nor everyone else to leave him like that. There had to be some closure, for John at least.

[Alice Brown]

Ridge Motel. What the fuck is so great about that place? Alice just doesn't get why the Haunts are so attracted to it. But if they really want it, sure hell why not.

'The options are simple, the choice is not. He doesn't have to stay anywhere for a long period, if we can't decide now, then when do we? Someone either wants the poor thing as a childe, a slave, or both. If no one wants to be responsible, then all we can do is ask permission to end his misery and try to grow a nice flower out of his ashes.'

Oh yeah, Alice is done for tonight. And she really has no idea if vampires ashes would make the soil any more fertile like plant's ashes do... neither does she care.

[Martha Villiers]

Martha remained quiet for sometime. Trying to weigh up the ethical and tactical elements of the situation. Careful to properly be obedient to the Laws she asked others to swear an Oath to. "Leaving aside the moral dimension of the ethics of simply killing the defenseless man; the only one of us authorized to end this man's sad Requiem is the Prince. It is to him whom we must defer judgment. The man is already arrested...staked and can do no additional harm to himself or others. As to what happens next: the immediate crisis appears to be over and no urgency of life or death presents itself as the existential point of decision. The Prince is the only one with the ultimate and legitimate authority to terminate the man's Requiem...or permit his Embrace. I may speak with the Will of the Prince, but in this matter, with no impulse of crisis, I should not presume to his judgment. It would be unwise and unlawful for any of us to act in any other manner. We take him back to the motel...we can try to contact the Prince from there...also...we need to be certain His Grace is safe."

With a nod she settled back into her seat. Fiddled with the seat belt, toyed with her hair and gave her quiet and pouting attentions to Alice's legs. Though her gaze was on Alice's thighs, Martha was giving thought to what might happen if the Prince is dead and gone.

After a moment's thought, she adds, "However, we need not be idle. We do need to ensure he stays with the stake in him and we need to try to identify the man...make certain no one will come looking for him thinking him still Mortal...or create enough chaos with him that those following him are confounded in their efforts."

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer glances towards Alice for a moment; not appreciating the other woman's callousness. Yet she continues to drive safely towards the Ridge Motel; expecting that the Priscus has a made accommodations for tricky situations such as this. Hadn't they met the Reeve here earlier?

"Excellent decision, Madame Herald." The Haunt's ruined voice notes simply.

Soon the car is parking outside the Ridge Motel and Jennifer exits the vehicle; glancing about to see if any one looks particularly collected tonight. One of the good things about this locale is so few seem to pay attention to others.

"Shall I ask my family Elder if he has a designated room for the man to await an appointment?" She inquires of the Herald, amending to adhering to the Masquerade in the parking lot.

[Martha Villiers]

Jennifer's question causes Martha to blink at look up from her quiet observance of Alice's legs, "Yes, please...thank you, miss!" she replies and settles back into a wide eyed watching of the road behind the car...trying to stay alert for pursuit or ambush.

[Alice Brown]

When Martha is done speaking, Alice remains quiet. She is wondering how the herald could always manage to tell complete stories while she just wanted to say one thing: I must let the Prince decide. That the torpid man wouldn't be able to harm anyone is obvious. Still the Daeva nods, agreeing with Martha, and then looks outside through the window.

When they arrive at the Motel she steps out of the car, her movement ever graceful. While the other two continue their happy chatter Alice looks around, simply fulfilling her role as Deputy now.

[wibblywobbly]

John felt...better about this decision, it meant that it wouldn't be his responsibility on deciding if this man lived or died, however he still had a sinking feeling that he already knew which way the Prince would rule.

Part of John thought that maybe the man himself should decide his fate, so far he had no control over his own life and lived at the whim of complete strangers. John knew that feeling well, it had been why he was originally drawn to the Carthians, and if this man wanted to live as the monster he now was, then fine, so long as he didn't go down the road of his sire all should be well, the domain wasn't so over run by kindred, and by comparison to some other domains, Sacramento was fairly small. On the other hand if the man wanted to meet his maker, or whatever waited for them when Kindred met final death, then well maybe that would be best.

John gets out of the car and moves over to the trunk.

"Hey Alice, should I get the luggage from the trunk?"

He ask casually, they were probably alone but John didn't want to take any chances.

John was not longer in charge of security, Alice was the Deputy so she made the calls now. So John now took orders from her.