Juan expertly observes that his car needs washed.
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Juan expertly observes that his car needs washed.
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Apologies for the confusion. Tomas Warren and Alessandra Antinori please join us for the scouting.
Only a succinct head nod is David's response to Juan. Already, a weighty silence has fallen on the Shadow's soul. He doesn't begrudge Juan his offer of good luck but luck is to be made. None of them, David hopes, are Oliver Twist with an empty bowl, waiting for some unknowable force to give them luck.
Unfortunately, David doesn't think any of the Kindred there have any control over time.
David checks his phone, shutting it off.
As Alessandra's car flashes into being, David tenses. It isn't just because it is a car he doesn't know, but also because he knows that there will be a Kindred in it. The Mortician waits for Alessandra to step out of her vehicle in a swirl of leathers, studying her as the Companion screeches in defiance of her Beast. It is weak. It is something to exalt in destroying, to skin the woman alive and admire her tattoos from a new angle.
Hidden beneath the dour look that David's face manifests, is a man smothering the black-desires of the beast. Instant gratification with no thought towards the consequences has never been his way of doing things.
Gesturing for the scout group to come closer, David explains quickly, Please turn off your phones. Once I give the signal, you will be cloaked. Eyes move to each Kindred, Twist might recall this explanation, You will be able to see one another. But you will not be able to speak. If you do, you will break the illusion on yourself. Interacting with the world in any manner will break the illusion on yourself. The intent to attack, will also break the illusion on yourself. Stay within sight of me.
David lets the pastoral cadence of his voice fade into nothing before he lifts his finger to his lips as a signal, letting the shadows bends and bleeds around them, pulling the group of them into the space between conscious thoughts.
Once done, the Shadow gestures in a direction into the dark-forest, allowing the Reeve herself to take the lead.
Cloak the Gathering: 7 successes
Notes
When Juan makes an appearance, Katya almost grips her fists, a horribly bad idea considering her nails are lengthened. She keeps her fingers locked as her neck cranes, twisting in some inhumane way. Juan's quiet polite greeting brings her back. She also notices Twist close by. Now was not the time to attack allies. A silent nod is given to both Juan and Twist. She looks to David as he gives instructions and nods in confirmation. It's true they aren't actually moving under David's stealth, but it's hard for Katya not to feel like they are already out in the open, watched by the sentries of the Bypass. The paranoia makes smalltalk seem foolish.
As soon as the headlight to Ale's vehicle arrive, Katya spots her cousin in the window and tries to shield her eyes before it sets her monster off again. A pointless gesture as Katya feels the irksome pull once more, almost tempting her to scream before putting her claws to use on anyone nearby.
Better this monster gets its tantrum out now than after David tries to hide us.
David gives one final command and Katya does so, sliding her phone out while not letting her nails puncture teh screen. She waits until the screen blacks out before letting it drop in her pocket. She spots David press his finger to his lips and she checks her position, making sure she is within his gaze. With her body low to the ground, Katya looks to Josephine to lead the way.
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Presence
Striking Looks
Twist listens to David's explanation as she confirms that her electronics are still set to their silent setting. Once that is done, she falls into where she can follow the lead of Josephine through the underbrush of nature. Despite the fact that she knows she is hidden from sight, she can't keep but keep her gaze from roaming their surroundings just in case.
It would look terribly foolish for them to be so confident that they overlooked the basics of simple scouting and wound up ash as a result.
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Here is the map that we'll be working off of. Feel free to be fairly liberal with scouting and regrouping. There's no need to get overly bogged down in rolls and checks. The only requirement will be a declaration of the approach angle and where the vehicles have been left.
Also note it's been nearly half a year. The bramble barrier is now dense, and nearly surrounds the bunker completely.
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The Reeve was most intent as they prowled through the woods, her soul drinking the environment as an eye drank light or the ear drank sound. Shrouded by the Divine, manifested through the Demon known as Regan, their hunt would be successful. Their quarry would be found. The traitor's reign would suffer. Her subjects vanquished, her strength sapped.
The Domain of Sacramento would be victorious tonight.
Thus Josephine lead them on, moving towards any light which she saw, content that the Cloak of the Divine would hide them from sight as they gathered information on the numbers, armaments, and most importantly, verified all of possible entrances and exits into the bunker.
So I don't see a parking lot on that map, but I imagine we would be coming from the south west. Also, I would like to uncover in the scouting about how many peeps there are, how they might be armed, and any possible openings into the bunker, including ventilation.
With the other Kindred in constellation around him, David's eyes search. The Shadow creeps and slinks around trees and brambles, carefully choosing his steps. Each one of them are forest wraiths, intangible-tangibles and hidden between those slivers of time like when a person blinks.
Glancing at the Reeve and her intent stride, David wonders if she really is so sure and if she has really taken leave of her pragmatism.
As they progress, David's eyes crystallize and a frown appears.
Cotouri's entrenchment has weighed on his mind for so long now, that David has mistaken it for normal. Seeing the enhanced bramble wall fortifications again, reminds the Shadow. Constant consideration has been given in the last few months as to who could even touch it, observing the court like one would a Chess Board. However, single individuals do not make a strike force and with most of the Court of Sacramento not being martially inclined, David has not made his move.
The Shadow does not think they are ready now.
David tries not to think how overwhelming it all is and how their enemies overwhelmingly outmatch them.
Instead, the Shadow Mortician takes note of patrol-routes, weaknesses in the barrier, and holes in the defenses erected in the middle of a forest. Sharpened eyes are closed again, not wanting a repeat of the seconds lost due to the pain of a stunning noise or a blinding light that is akin to a knife to the brain.
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Pleased with the information that had been gathered, Josephine turned to her shrouded accomplices and gestured back towards the rest of their forces, an eyebrow rising in question.
Ready to rejoin our compatriots?
As Katya follows Josephine and does not expect the wall of thorns nor does she expect such a large amount of bodies around. How would they manage to give her enough time to cut through the door if they were busy fighting off everyone?
It's strange for Katya to patrol undetected, she still acts as if she is trying to sneak around, and sometimes second guesses whether or not she's been seen. Upon spotting the ventilation shafts, she turns to look at any people nearby and identify any patrolling patterns they might have in guarding the shafts. As much as she'd like to think that they could sneak into one without causing a fight, she knows that once they pair up with the others, it will be close to impossible to not draw any attention. After she's done scouting what she is interested in, she turns back to Josephine and David to see if they noticed anything else she might have missed.
sorry for the delay/
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