(Invisible Hands) Puzzle Pieces

Aug 7th, 2014 12:04 PM

Pieces of a puzzle that invaded the Chapter House without warning, sit on the table in the first floor library. Four jars of curious provenance sit idly on the rich wood. However, 'jar' may not be a word descriptive enough. It is more right to call, at least two of them, 'pithoi' or 'amphora.' The ancient pair are rendered in slate-green ceramic and finished with a copper rim and a chunky top. The other two, made of glass, have more in common with ampoules; delicate cross-hatching and a white substance hold fast to their bottom.

Besides the two men who have become the guests of the Chapter and an antique box, these are the only remnants of the chaos of a night from a few months prior. Chaos created by an invasion perpetrated by a clandestine group named the Society of Penelope, led by a man who uses old, disaffected soldiers and strange women to do his bidding.

The woman, is still free.

David paces the room, waiting for everyone to arrive. The sleeves of his oxford shirt are rolled to his elbow – the top button is perpetually unbuttoned – , his fingers fiddle with the buttons of his slate-gray vest, and a green tie sit in a meek four-in-hand knot. Like it was for the Spring Forum, the circumspect Mortician takes on the role of Convener; letting the Reeve know they were meeting, as well as the Dragons he has met, and those he hasn't by leaving a note upstairs.

It is necessary to regroup and figure out their next steps and put the pieces of the puzzle together.

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Aug 7th, 2014 12:16 PM

Derrick pulled up to the front of the Chapter House driving his dark blue jeep. He had only been here sparingly since getting the directions from Martha, so he pulled off the driveway to park in the grass. He parked about 20 feet farther than he really needed to, but he wanted to walk up to the building while he gathered his thoughts.

He was wearing the same outfit he's usually seen in, or atleast the same kind. Black slacks, black boots, black shirt, black tie, black jacket. Today he also had a bag slung over his shoulder. His boots made little noise as they were well-fitted to his feet. The perks of living for a while was that you tended to have atleast a little disposable income for things like that. The pack clanked a bit as he had a few choice weapons inside. Always be prepared, he liked to think.

He went to the door and without waiting opened it. Stepping inside, he glanced around and then stopped to listen. After a moment, he heard footsteps and headed that way. "Hello?"

**Max Heinz** · Aug 7th, 2014 05:57 PM

Max Heinz
Mask of Tranquility
Presence 3 (Hard-Eyed)

The next vehicle to arrive was a late model BMW. The black sedan carried only one passenger tonight; Max had left Samantha behind at his Haven to begin sorting out the place. After a year of inactivity, the whole place needed one hell of a dusting...

He pulled off the road and parked in the gravel next to the Chapter House; catching sight of the blue Jeep as he exited the BMW. It seemed the Order had at least one new member in the city.

Mentally preparing himself to face at least one unfamiliar Beast inside the Chapter House; Max made his way towards the imposing building and up to the front door. Three short knocks echoed inside the Chapter House to announce his arrival. All he could do now was wait patiently and see who answered the door.

**Michael Redfill** · Aug 8th, 2014 09:33 AM

Michael is the third to arrive. His silver Porsche Panamera is parked right behind Max's BMW about half a minute later. Of course, he could come together with David but he didn't want to impose. Plus, carpooling sometimes seemed so Kine.

This isn't a social ocasion, so the doctor wears dark leather and athletic shoes. Overall, the clothes are something you can feel comfortable hitting and being hit in. You know, in case the guests get restless. Which would be nice. He didn't punch and kick them near enough when they assaulted the house.

The constant rush of his nights makes him walk fast and loud, his Beast sure to elicit a reaction from any other Kindred that might be around as Mike approaches the door and the man standing in front of it.

That body type looks terribly familiar...

**Martha Villiers** · Aug 8th, 2014 09:45 AM

She'd been in the improvised sick-bay looking after Ransom...one of the more wounded of the 'guests.'

Smelling of antiseptic lotion and wiping her hands of various analgesics, she limps over to find David and, hearing the door, she limped over to investigate...

Martha is neatly attired in her usual modest English school uniform: a neat straw boater, a black blazer...a pair of scholarly...yes, she'd admit it..."Hipster" style...spectacles are perched daintily on the end of her nose, she wears a short pleated black gymslip which shows her legs to mid thigh...her raven black hair is tied into two very long twin tails, each with the red ribbon bows.

A swift glance would reveal that most of her left leg is obviously a C-Leg prosthetic. She wears a single white kneesock on her flesh leg and a pair of carefully polished black Oxford pattern shoes, a crisp white blouse is obvious where the Edwardian style gymslip reveals it, as is her red necktie tucked neatly into her gymslip.

She emits no Beast but and has not invoked her Blush of Life.

Martha's blinking and wide eyed presence exudes sweet innocence.

She pauses, her hands stop wiping with cloth and she blinks as she sees Derrick.

"Oh...good evening, Mr Stone!"

Before she can add much more there's another rap at the door as Max arrived...

"Ah, do forgive me...it seems we are expecting more arrivals to Scribe Regan's invitation!"

Aug 8th, 2014 10:27 AM

When he sees Martha, Derrick gives a friendly smile and taps two fingers to his forehead in a light salute of greeting. His eyes roam over the improvised sick bay and he nods as he recognizes the use of the room. His ears prick up a bit as he heard the knocking at the door. He then glanced back at Martha.

"Evening Ms Villiers. Good to see you again. I guess I made it here a bit early." Seeing that she was involved in something, Derrick turned and went to open the door for the others that were standing outside. Though his Beast was used to Martha by now, it growled a bit at the thought of more predators. He mentally told it to hush. To the first man, his Beast got that wary feeling it always developed when he was pretty sure the person in front of him was a vampire, but he couldn't feel them. To the man walking up, his Beast licked its chops.

"Evening gentlemen." Derrick stepped back to give the men room to walk in enough for Martha to vouch for them. His right hand was on the door, but his left went to the small of his back in a formal gesture. Only this time, what they couldn't see was that his hand was right next to his Obfuscated Katar incase of trouble.

**Martha Villiers** · Aug 8th, 2014 10:32 AM

Just a pro-tip for Derrick, Martha - as per her Signature and the bold text in my post - always has her Mask of Tranquility up...so no one ever need worry about her Beast aggravating theirs

~Chrisie~

Aug 8th, 2014 10:35 AM

I was just going with the RP that his Beast is always fussy. And knowing she's a vampire but not feeling it makes the paranoid vampire's paranoid Beast paranoid. But thank you, I always appreciate help.

**Tracy Burns** · Aug 8th, 2014 10:37 AM

A loud engine roared in the night as it approached the house. Tracy had been giving Penelope a little tour of the city earlier in the evening, but now she had returned to the Chapter House for the meeting David had told her about during their previous visit. As she killed her bike's engine and hopped off, it didn't take long for the petite Gangrel to notice the BMW parked outside the house. Her emerald green eyes widened as she froze in place for a moment. Can it be... she couldn't even finish the thought as she was paralyzed by a flashback. That car was oddly familiar to her, and it took her a few seconds to shake the feelings away.

"Looks like plenty of folks have already arrived," she said over her shoulder to her Haunt companion, still wrestling with her emotions a bit. What are you going to do? You can't turn back now...its too late for that! Tracy slowed her pace just a bit, waiting for Penelope to join her. "This will be good. You'll get to meet the other local Dragons," she said to her friend, offering her a quick smile to mask what was going on inside of her own head.

**Aileen McFarlane** · Aug 8th, 2014 06:11 PM

As was usual for her, Aïleen parked her Chevrolet Cruze on the far side of the yard, and finished the short distance on foot.

She was wearing mundane clothes, jean denims and a black sweater.

There were already a lot of people gathering, so she wasn't 'fashionable late', as some called it. That was good. On the other hand, the gathering in front of her didn't quite hide a familiar shape, and her eyes widened as her step faltered. Grand Wyrm Heinz ? Really ?

Pushing her satchel with her laptop back between her shoulders, she instinctively straightened herself, checking her appearance, and now feeling underdressed.

The evening had not even started that it had taken a whole new turn !

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