(Sacramento Noir) Mather Fields

[Yumyumcrow]

To the Kindred of Sacramento, Rosemont-Mather was a tongue of territory framed by Jackson Road and Lincoln Highway. It is a place of quiet urbanity and rural fringe; of dusty tracks and quiet developments slowly spreading the influence of the city westward. It is the Alder Duke's personal domain and hunting ground. Many pass through; few remain.

And someone has made a lair out there - past Mather airport, out in the windswept, drought ravaged country lanes. Nefertiti Khan, woman of mystery, silent partner to media men, playboys, bankers and hoodlums, has claimed a little portion of that rural world for herself. Some Kindred don't like that. Some Kindred view her semi rural property as invitation. For what woman who holds court in richly appointed hotels needs a rental property in the rural belt away from her confederates?

There isn't much to see in Rosemont-Mather, out here on the rural fringe. Especially at night. The land is flat and unremarkable. There really are no street lights so the only illumination comes from the car. Its relatively open too - grass and drought ravaged scrub. Where there are trees, there are houses - little islands of light in a sea of darkness. Its almost an echo from an earlier age, when the night reigned supreme and the Kindred could move much more openly than they do now.

But hist! Down this road and to the right is Nefertiti Khan's property. Who knows what a bit of good old fashioned leg work will dig up.

Something juicy, hopefully.

[Josephine Sterling]

"Kindly kill the lights, please," Josephine requested of whoever had driven her for evening. Or them, rather. Her mind had been so adrift amidst a sea of wonderful, wonderful speculation about what they might find that for a moment, she had almost forgotten about the others she shared the vehicle with. That was one of the things she most enjoyed about being driven at night. It was like one was sailing through a sea of darkness, isolated from the press of the world, allowed to simply linger in the moment. But, of course, all moments must end. Time moves, even for those not touched by it, and for now it was time to uncover what they could about the scions of Khan.

She had come prepared for just such an endeavor. Her form was clad much as she had been when she had first stumbled onto this affair: a black turtleneck, black suit jacket, black slacks, with the addition of black leather gloves and black tennis shoes forming her ensemble. Altogether, her attire was like a shroud, obscuring all so her visage seemed to be an ermine white apparition, floating in the gloom. A satchel at her side held lockpicks, a notebook, a pen, a smartphone, and an empty flask. An oddly shaped, soft case in the trunk of the car they rode in held a crossbow, belt quiver, and 8 bolts. The satchel she would take with her. The case she was still debating. Much of it depended on whether Nefertiti's palace appeared to be empty or not.

Thus, in the gloom of their automotive carriage, she called upon the Sight, the enhanced awareness of the outside world she had gained to compensate for her loss of inner clarity.

   2 success to perceive stuff about the Khan house.

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-09-01 21:19:59		Jo rolls 6 to percetpion (wits+comp) (10 Again)		7, 8, 10, 7, 2, 6, 2		2 successes

Activating Auspex 1 Enhanced Senses.

[Velma]

Today there were no heels, no Chanel or Valentino, no expensive purses or diamonds.

Velma was wearing her casual clothes for a blend in the suburb style. The kit consisted of jeans a white t-shirt and a leather jacket. Simple. On her feet, simple. Sneakers.

She too had made a pit stop to fill the gas tank to the top. The Daeva knew that if they were going on a mission she better prepare it in advance… last time she actually had to sleep one inch away from the day star.

  hunt: 1 suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-09-03 19:09:22		Velma Star rolls 5 to hunt: pre + per - humanity capped (10 Again)		7, 4, 2, 8, 4		1 success

Throughout the trip to their destination Velma was humming an old song of hers. She was in a singing mood but it definitely didn’t spoil the moment for her fellow kindred who preferred silence.

  tune: 5 suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-09-03 19:13:45		Velma Star rolls 11 to Hum a tune: Pre + Exp + spec + dv (10 Again)		1, 8, 6, 2, 8, 10, 8, 7, 8, 3, 5, 3		5 successes

In fact it was an exceptional tune… one that spoke of a thief and his thieves tools. Velma had hers kept hidden in her back pocket but only after ligning them inside the car and inspect each one of them in front of everyone during the trip - while humming a song.

[Max Heinz]

Max Heinz
Presence 3 (Hard Eyed)
Mask of Tranquility
Auspex 1 Active

Max was the last one of the group to arrive; mainly because he had the least amount of time to prepare of anyone in the group. He had thought ​Baldwin wanted his help with research into the activity of the mysterious group trying to subvert Sacramento. Instead, he found himself once more a pair of boots on the ground.

Still, Max was a man of his word; and this wouldn't be the first time he'd been recruited into the defense of the Domain. In a way, it was refreshing. Max felt as if he was doing something again instead of just waiting for things to happen.

Now he just had to make it out of here alive...

Max was more than a little surprised to find out where they were going for the evening. Trying to stage a citywide economic hostile takeover was bold enough. Setting up your base of operation on the edge of enemy held territory? That took balls...

The only notice of the Mehet's approach was the rumble of tires on gravel-strewn roads and the quit rumble of immaculately maintained German engineering. The lights of the BMW had been off for a couple of miles; the gifts of the Shadow's Blood rendering them unnecessary. Max was the only one in the car tonight; it would have been too dangerous to bring Samantha along on an assignment like this. As he kept his attention on the deserted road leading up to target house; Max's tongue licked around the edges of his lips absent-mindedly, savoring the last remaining traces of fresh blood that had splashed onto his beard.

Max had never considered himself a very attractive man; but years of waltzing the Danse Macabre had taught him how to lie and conceal his true nature. And there were always young women who were drawn to illicit liaisons with mysterious men...

4 Suxx on Feeding Role

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2014-09-04 03:47:16

Max rolls 6 to hunt (Presence + Persuasion) (10 Again)

7, 8, 1, 9, 10, 5, 10, 4

4 successes

He was dressed much the same as the others gathered for the evening's reconnaissance; sneakers, jeans, a black t-shirt, and jacket. Something that wouldn't attract undo attention given the cool nights in Sacramento. With the shaggy hair and beard; Max looked more that a homeless vagrant than undead infiltrator.

As he approached the edge of the target property, Max eased the car off the road and onto the shoulder; parking it catty-corner to the street to make it appear as nothing more than a disabled vehicle left on the side of the road. He grabbed the keys from the ignition, locked the doors, and proceeded to the rear of the car. It had been a while since the Mekhet had use for the simple armament he kept in the trunk of the car, but the poly-carbonate tonfa was where it should be; safely hidden away amongst the spare tire, jack, and tire iron stored under the carpeting.

He took the weapon and tucked it into the waistband of his pants; the leather jacket covering up the handle and short length of plastic that stuck up above his belt. He gave the weapon a pat through the jacket, both to reassure himself that is was there and to make sure it wouldn't impede his movement too much. Calling on another gift of the Blood, Max attempted to hide the tonfa as best he could from prying eyes.

1 Suxx on Touch of Shadow

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2014-09-04 19:32:20

Max rolls 6 to Touch of Shadow (Wits+Larceny+Obfuscate-2) (10 Again)

9, 4, 4, 7, 1, 2

1 success

He had parked a good distance away from the other vehicle; assuming it contained the rest of the Sacramento Delegation. Still, he wasn't going to take any chances, strengthening his body and resolve as he walked over.

Max is activating Vigor and Resilience for the scene.

[Yumyumcrow]

The main house appeared to be well away from the road, screened by trees. Feeble light passed through them but Josephine could detect that most of the house was in darkness. The property had a few outbuildings - large sheds, mostly - but they were obscured in the general gloom. Very little fencing marked the property's boundary - the group could easily cross over.

Keep going When the group is ready to move on the property, let me know

[Velma]

“Mr. Heinz! Been a while.” Velma smiled warmly at the Mekhet.

”Welcome back!” She offered while at the same time wondering just where the former Grand Wyrm had been and what was his business being back in Sacramento.

”Any thoughts? I think I should have brought snacks for all of us… anyway..." The Daeva shrugged lightly. "Lets move, daylight isn't getting late!” The Ravager still recalls sleeping in a closet the last time she was in the line of duty.

[Josephine Sterling]

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Heinz," Josephine replied, after a moment, her voice soft. Her companions voices had seemed impossibly loud for a moment, but now that she'd had time to adjust they were bearable.

"I see that there is some light coming from the house, but there are several sheds at the back of the property that are quite covered by darkness. I would suggest that we investigate those, first," she offered, stepping out of the car. "Unless, of course, we wish to subdue whoever is in the house, first."