In the Corner, in the Spotlight

Jun 13th, 2012 06:00 AM

It would have been nice if every patrol could have been in a bright airy club, or in a warm, cosy bar where all concerned could socialise and enjoy themselves. And some of them were. Some of them were through the wide open vistas of Sacramento's parks, most of which were beautiful even if they did sometimes hide murder in their foliage.

Sidor had a tendancy to get the other patrols, the ones that took him through abandoned buildings and the Barrens. For a very good reason, of course - he knew those places probably better than any of the other Deputies because he had spent so much time there.

This past patrol had been one. He had caught wind of a neonate hiding in a burnt out farmhouse near the Ridge Motel, and had hit him so hard with the Blood of his family that he was fairly sure the boy wouldn't stop running until he reached LA.

So he had paused here, across from the Crest Theatre. Some film goers were milling about, waiting for- the Haunt glanced at the poster next to the door- Monsieur Lazhar, apparently, to start. The Haunt watched them, watched the little interactions between the patrons and vaguely wondered if they knew of their own good fortune.

How fortunate they were to be able to put a hand to another's shoulder without them drawing away, to lean in without someone flinching.

Sidor's lips twitched in the darkness, a smile that was as sharp and deft as a icicle forming on his hidden face.

Oh, you are fortunate indeed. Fortunate that the night is still young, and that there is safety in numbers, even for the sheep, when the wolf is at your door.

**Tracy Burns** · Jun 15th, 2012 11:00 AM

Tracy had parked her bike in a lot near the Avalon, because tonight she wanted to walk a bit. The Gangrel Deputy figured that a little patrolling on foot wouldn't hurt, since it was easier to get around the dark corners and shady alleys of Sacramento that way. Thus, the redheaded Savage walked around downtown Sacramento, looking for any unacknowledged Kindred that may be poaching in the Communal Hunting Grounds of the Domain.

She walked at a casual pace, observing everything in her surroundings. One could not be too careful after all, and it paid off to be observant when patrolling. As Tracy turned around a corner, she instantly felt the presence of another Beast. Her own howled in a bloodthirsty defiance, urging for acts of violence. However, the redheaded Deputy beat the animal back into its corner, recognizing the other Beast, which was starting to become more familiar to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the Haunt.

Deputy Grigoriev.

The petite Savage approached with care, not wishing to startle her fellow Deputy with her presence. Once she was close enough for him to hear her, she spoke up. "Mr. Grigoriev," said Tracy in a pleasant tone. "What a pleasant surprise." She offered him a genuine smile as she came to a stop next to him. "How are you this evening?" asked the Gangrel, her tone polite as usual.

Jun 15th, 2012 02:13 PM

The Museum of Medical History had been open late that evening, for some special function that was to happen in a couple of hours. Whilst the good Doctor had not taken advantage of the event, she had been more than happy to wander in once darkness had fallen. Since being Embraced, Josephine had been thwarted quite frequently by those damned 9-5 opening hours. But not tonight!

It had been, for her, an enthralling experience. As other museum-goers had wandered around, pointing gleefully to the old-fashioned medical implements and how quaint - or painful - they looked, Doctor Powell could remember using some of them.

Thank God technology had gotten better. Needless to say, it had been a rather nice trip down memory lane.

Walking back to her Haven a few hours later, she was distracted by a most familiar Beast and one less so. Her own roared a challenge, and the Haunt stifled it as she scanned the shadows reflexively.

She spotted the two of them quickly enough, and approached with a relaxed, friendly smile.

"Mr. Grigoriev, Miss Burns," Josephine greeted pleasantly.

Jun 16th, 2012 01:33 PM

Sidor felt the two Beasts approaching, but their familiarity was such that he didn't move until they had spoken. There was a certain degree of responsibility that could be expected from Kindred such as these, too.

And he was a naturally confident man. The Nosferatu Priscus did not flinch at the idea of things living in the shadows. After all, that was where he was. What good was mastering the Fear if one let oneself exist in it?

"Miss Burns, good evening," he replied, his voice moderated and careful as he controlled his accent. "I was just enjoying an evening stroll." His intonation made it perfectly clear that he meant he had been patrolling the area, as per usual. "Ah, and good evening to you too, Doctor. What brings you both out tonight?"

**Tracy Burns** · Jun 18th, 2012 11:16 AM

Tracy's Beast let out a low snarl as it sensed another one nearby. While the Deputy wasn't overtly familiar with the other Beast, she managed to recognize it from a couple of previous encounters. She tugged at the leash of the animal inside, bidding to stand back and letting it know she was the one in control. After making sure that her Beast wouldn't get any other ideas, the Gangrel smiled at the female Nosferatu.

"Good evening Dr. Powell," she said to the woman in a pleasant tone. "It is a lovely evening for a stroll," said Tracy as she turned back to address the senior Deputy. "I was actually doing the same; enjoying the evening and taking advantage of the sites of this city." The look in the Savage's green eyes made it clear that she had understood what Sidor had meant.

Jun 20th, 2012 01:02 PM

"There are a great... many sites to take... advantage of, if you know where to ... look," the good Doctor responded, her eyes almost bright with amusement.

She had taken advantage of several such interesting place in her first few months in Sacramento, as she found her footing. The array of meal choices could prove quite enlightening. The Haunt turned to study the group that had taken Sidor's attention, before her arrival, searching for any that might take her fancy.

Kindred engaged in the best form of people-watching.

Jun 21st, 2012 02:51 PM

"Indeed there are. We are fortunate to be in such a peaceful city," Sidor replied calmly, watching the crowd milling around ahead of the three of them, although his gaze routinely flickered to them both. Despite the automatic movement, the impression that he was always secretly watching from a corner never faded.

That was his nature. To be the thing that lurked in the dark.

"And yourself, Doctor? What were you taking advantage of?"

**Tracy Burns** · Jun 21st, 2012 04:13 PM

Tracy nodded in agreement with both Haunts. "It is rather peaceful, especially when compared to other cities in California," said the redheaded Gangrel as she recalled some of her years as a nomad. Los Angeles had its rough areas, Compton and East L.A. certainly came to mind. Oakland wasn't particularly peaceful either, having grown up in San Francisco she remembered being told not to cross the bridge when she was younger.

She watched the crowd, wondering what her fellow Deputy found so interesting in this particular group. The petite Savage had her own interests in the Kine, but she had not expected the Priscus of the Nosferatu to share those interests. Of course, her curiosity would remain unsatisfied, for she dare not ask him. After all, Sidor did seem like the kind of individual the valued his privacy.

"Knowing where to look is half the battle, right?" said Tracy, offering Dr. Powell an amicable smile. The petite Savage hadn't gotten much of a chance to interact with her before, yet the doctor had provided her assistance in more than one occasion. She still felt like she needed to repay her somehow, but didn't really know how to approach the issue.

Hmm, getting to know her a little better may be a good step...

Jun 22nd, 2012 06:09 PM

"Certainly," the Haunt responded to Tracy, and offered a little smile. She had found a few interesting little nooks and crannies in the city, since her initial arrival. And people used to say that Sacramento had nothing to do!

Nowadays Josephine knew exactly where to look, depending on what took her fancy. Recommendations always helped, too.

And as much as she loathed to admit it, her excursion tonight had been recommended courtesy of the Internet. It had been a curious early evening though.

The Haunt flashed the shadowed Bishop a slightly broader smile. "I visited... the Museum of... Medicine."

For the right sort of person, going to such a place was an... interesting couple of hours. That the good Doctor had gone there however, would have been a little more amusing.

Jun 23rd, 2012 02:33 PM

"Tragically, I've never had the opportunity to explore many other Californian cities. Perhaps one day I will. Compared to places I have been, I suspect I would still find some of them quite peaceful," Sidor noted, his voice thoughtful. Technically, he had briefly visited LA, but he had been nailed inside a crate at that point. It was an interesting experience, mailing himself to another country through back customs channels. Interesting, but not one that he would particularly care to repeat if he didn't have to.

He idly considered that nailing someone in a box and forcing them to keep silent and frozen, subsisting only on their own ragged Faith and willpower might be an appropriate punishment for certain rulebreakers that had drifted back and forth through his current, and beloved, city.

Beneath the shadows, he glanced across to Josephine.

"Ah, I should have know. The late-night exhibition. Did you find what you were looking for, Doctor?"

In the Corner, in the Spotlight

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