"Thank you, " Notaku replied before following Matty to his vehicle.
What have I gotten us into, I wonder?
"Thank you, " Notaku replied before following Matty to his vehicle.
What have I gotten us into, I wonder?
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Notaku fills Matty's car, as the two Dragon's roar off on their motorcycle.
The youths in their big SUV weave an erratic course through the city as they hunt down supplies of beer, flashlights, and so forth. The later takes them from the central part of the city to the north side. From there, the vehicle hunts down access to the highways that gird the city, before roaring off onto deserted and ill lit country lanes. At this time of night, the traffic does not impede their progress and they make good time. By a stroke of luck, or sheer exuberant ineptitude, it becomes obvious to the Kindred that the youths don't even consider obscuring their late night movements.
The whoops and cat-calls emanating from the SUV are infectious. This far out, the Kindred skirt the very edge of the Domain; this far out, the powerful Gangrel, Reeve Dillon, rules with a silent hand.
The land is flat. The road is slight, barely sealed; dusty in a barren land. Dried and desiccated vegetation hug the side of the road with impotent malice, threatening to overpower the bent and buckled fencing that guards a forgotten property boundary. Heedless, the SUV tracks down the gate and ploughs through it in a roar of engine, clang of metal and testosterone filled howling; the flimsy gate falls, ripping up dried vines and shrubbery growths in a plume of dust and dirt.
In the gleam of headlights the menacing trees cluster like ranks of twisted soldiers. Gravel growls beneath tyres. There is moisture here; the vegetation has grown old, angry, riotous and incestuous. The neglected house looms ahead as part of the landscape: paint long since peeled, wooden walls long since faded to a stark grey; sagging roof; windows and doors sealed with warping cheap wood, bar one, rimless, winking, eye on the upper storey; a vine encrusted, leering eyed monster, waiting with cyclopean patience for its next meal.
Pulling up, even the jocks appear silenced in the weight, silent, air.
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As Tracy spotted the SUV going straight through the gate, she circled back around and stopped her bike a block away from the house. "We walk the rest of the way," she said over her shoulder to Penelope. There was no need to alert the frat boys of their presence, so she figured this was the best course of action. Once they were off her motorcycle, she sent Matty a quick text, telling him to park his car by her bike and just walk the rest of the way.
"Let's hang back a bit, and give the others a chance to catch up," she said to the pale Haunt, walking in the direction of the broken gate. "We don't want to lose sight of those boys, but there is strength in numbers." The petite Gangrel offered her friend a quick wink after saying those words. Obviously, she was confident in her own strength, and didn't think the frat boys would be an issue. But who knew what else may be lurking within the walls of this "haunted" house?
Figuring that it would be a good idea to heighten her own senses beyond natural limits, the feisty little Savage put her limited knowledge of Auspex to good use. At least she should be able to have a better idea of where the frat boys were this way, being able to spot them from much further away.
Tracy will activate Heightened Senses
Penelope nodded to her companion, releasing her and sliding off of the bike with a shrug of her shoulders. She pulled her hood forward over her face and adjusted her jacket, brushing some of the dust from it casually. Turning to look up at the distant house, her brow furrowed. "Well, it definitely looks like somewhere my folks would hang out, but we can't tell from back here. You're probably right about waiting for the fellas, though." She meanders after the savage woman, watching the brush as she does.
Matty sighed when the other car careened around traffic as they followed it. Though he noticed that Tracy and her Albino friend were keeping pace nicely. He decided to slow the pace of his car, making sure to keep the vehicle in line of sight, but not following its every movement.
He followed Tracy's lead with parking a safe distance away from the House and the kids. Discretion is most definitely the better part of valor in this case. After shutting off the car, he made his way over to where the two girls were hunched over. Making sure not to make too much noise as he approached them.
"Any idea what those kids are doing in this place?" He asked, taking a peek over Penelope to see what the kids were up to.
Notaku remained quiet during the car ride, contemplating the night's possibilities. After getting out, he walked with Matty over to the two Dragons, his attention focused on the house itself.
"I doubt they even know for certain, " he responded to Matty's question. "It seemed like they just wanted to explore it, see if there was any truth to the legends."
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The youths now have two working flashlights. Given the erratic course visible through the tree's the gang is trying to work out how to get in. There is a triumphant yell when one of them finds a point of entry; the lights, already obscured by the vegetation, vanish completely.
Tracy
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Tracy remained silent as she listened to the boys from afar. Eventually, she broke the silence as she turned to the other Kindred. "Its awfully quiet up in there," said the petite Savage as she nodded in the direction of the old house. "The boys are in." She continued to look around the place, just in case she had missed something. "They are likely just looking for a cheap thrill," she said in response to the Ventrue's question. "But they had been talking about some buried treasure or something of the sort..."
The redheaded Gangrel let her words trail off as she began to walk in the direction of the house. Fortunately they wouldn't need to climb any fences, courtesy of the frat boys' SUV. "Do not split up," she said over her shoulder to the others. "Keep close, and keep your eyes and ears open." She wasn't worried about the boys, but something about the house seemed a little "off" and Tracy was not gonna take any chances...
From behind Tracy, Penelope scanned the landscape in silence, watching for signs of anything amiss outside the building as they made their approach. She suspected that she was over analyzing the situation, but could never be too careful.
2 Suxx Perception
Matty listened to the Gangrel. Tracy seemed to know what she was talking about in scenarios such as these and she spoke with the aura of command that only someone who had experience leading a war party could. He followed closely, making sure to keep his head on the look out for anything out of the ordinary.
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