(Gimme Shelter) She Sells Sanctuary

[Yumyumcrow]

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Feb 2016

(Gimme Shelter) Hospitality

Mar 2016

(Gimme Shelter) She Sells Sanctuary

Jul 2016

(Gimme Shelter) Down on the Farm

It has taken the Kindred some 45 minutes to reach their destination. The night is winding its way to the inevitable dawn, but right now the darkness reigns absolute. Harsh light, yellowed and thick with contrast and deep shadows pockmarked the city as the sped to the Whole Foods Market.

By day, the area would be a commercial hub with warehouses and shopping precincts thick with those who have come to buy and sell. By night the place is barren, almost devoid of life. The shopping precincts are shut tight - islands of light amid the yawning dark void of empty parking lots that drag on, almost forever. It is a lonely place, eerie in its quietude.

A graveyard to capitalism and economies of scale.

The coffee shop would be locked up tight behind the walls of the shopping mall at this hour. It didn't mean that the site was not being watched. But how to make contact across the wide sea of shadow?

White Konrad Roth Vassagon Garrick Marlon Kelreth Alice Hart @Saber_Sloth

There are about 3 hours of effective darkness left - the remaining hour is booked for returning to Sacramento and finding shelter for daysleep

[Konrad Roth]

Konrad checks the time on his dashboard clock. The night doesn't last as long as it did mid-winter now that Spring is debuting once more. The canary for their mineshaft would be the early morning commuters filling up the roadways and the subtle change in pigments on the horizon. But that's another couple hours away at least, right? Even in a worst case scenario, Konrad has a couple backup plans to avoid the daystar, but he can't say the same for present company. The Sanctuary better be here.

Konrad idles to a stop, parking his van in the large empty lot outside of Whole Foods. He turns his head around and looks at his predatory passengers. "This the place, right? You two have never been here before, I take it? And neither has the rest of us. So, should I sit tight here and keep the engine warm? Or you think you need the extra backup?"

Four Acknowledged, two strangers, and who knows what in the Sanctuary.

[Garrick Marlon]

"You're are ticket out of here so idling makes sense to me." A small shrug follows as Garrick gets out of the fucking van and into the night air. How do groups move around that close together? God that sucked. And telling a Priscus what to do sounds like a good way to get hit.

Garrick looks between the strangers as he puts the damn sunglasses back on. "Ok so do we flash light somewhere? Or make a noise?" Guess who binged spy movies.

[Alice Hart]

Forty-five minutes.

Forty-five minutes spent grinding her teeth, trying and failing to meditate, as she sat in the back of the van trapped like a sardine.

"Yes. Idling. Sounds great." Alice bites out as she follows Garrick out of the tin can and into the night air. She takes a long, and completely unnecessary breath, rolling her shoulders, and stretching a bit.

At Garrick's question she pops her head back into the van and raises an eyebrow. Hoping that the kindred they were doing this for had any helpful advice.

[Yumyumcrow]

Saskia stares blankly from where she has coiled herself, hogging the access to the driver's compartment.

"I... I never thought that far ahead. I guess we could look around or something? Someone has to watching the place. They just have to!" Stunned desperation throbbed in her voice. "Why else put such a symbol in a coffee shop. It doesn't look like a 24/7 one... I mean, look at the shopping mall. Its shut tight! They gotta be around her somewhere."

The giant simply stared out into the vacant parking lot like an animal that had been caged far too long and had come to accept their prison cell.

The third of the trio, the blonde woman, scurried out of the van just as quickly as the rest. This one did not breathe in, or sigh; she simply paced - up and down, up and down - by the side of the van. There was no vestige of humanity in this; it was the caged Beast, pure and simple.

[Alice Hart]

"Sure, okay. We can look around." Alice tries for reassuring, but the nature of her cures makes most of her efforts for naught.

"Hey! Jacob (White) are you going to help?" he was the one who pushed harder for them to make the drive out here and only three hours till sunrise...should have just gone to the Necropolis.

Gemstone eyes watched the blond, frowning when she noticed her pacing. Alice didn't want to be around when she snapped. They needed to figured out how to find this sanctuary and fast.

[Garrick Marlon]

Aw shit That's the tone of fear and stupid decisions.

"Ok Alice, lets walk closer to the mall and see if there's anyone inside watching out. If not then check the sides and back? Not sure standing out here is the best plan." Sunglasses move as Garrick shifts to regard the van and the other occupants. Great, at least the parking lot is empty.

Hands falling to his sides the Nosferatu begins to walk to the shopping mall. Blood shifts as Garrick focus on Sight and Sound, pushing against the darkness. Now to see what goes bump.

  Fail on Perception roll

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2016-04-05 22:58:58		Garrick rolls 5 to Gimme Shelter - Perception (wits+comp) (10 Again)		7, 4, 4, 2, 1		failure

Garrick will activate Heightened Sense for Hearing and Sight.

[White]

It was with a start that Alice's works shook Jacob from his thoughts, his rising awareness: punctuated with the mutters of half-formed thoughts riding the insinuations of his unconscious.
He blinked twice and was present in mind.

"Apologizes, is there anything I can do to help? There is enough of the extended family here to be easily noticed by other cousins." Jacob, rather overdramatically, shrugged. "If there is anyone watching, they will already know we are here."

Jacob settled in, tilting his head slightly towards Konrad and in an act of consummate casualness elected for some small talk: "Watch any baseball?"
The new season had just started up, nothing much was happening at the moment, and Jacob was not a fan of biting nails. So, he thought to himself, might as well chat.

[Yumyumcrow]

And in the deep shadows...

  

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2016-04-06 03:23:59		Someone rolls 6 to do something insignificant (10 Again)		7, 8, 1, 8, 10, 9, 6		4 successes

[Konrad Roth]

Konrad watches through his van windows as his passengers disembark. Jacob, however, remains behind and starts up some small talk.

"Used to. Sport isn't quite like it used to be. Did Regan use that line on you? Guy likes his baseball," remarks Konrad in reply. "You know, you really ought to go with them. Three on three sounds better than three on two. Don't make me kick you out." Konrad smirks, forcing Jacob to guess just how serious Konrad is about that.

He'd be able to watch his own van just fine by himself. Garrick and Alice were more likely to need the backup.