Sorry for the delay in this, all.
The word had gone out.
The crew was to be assembled.
The Prince had a mission she needed done, and it was both time-sensitive and important for the First Tradition. The Sheriff had flagged it as a priority: a meeting in relation to an extremely dangerous Kindred that was imprisoned in the lower levels of a prison in Folsom. Though the being was still contained in the lower levels - for now - they needed to figure out a way to stop this creature once and for all, lest the Masquerade be breached should it escape.
Thinkers and infiltrators would be invited first to help plan: Menzies. Jacque. Prosper. Krieg. Plus, of course, the Prince and her Seneschal, and Arturo Garcia - perhaps he would dig himself out yet.
They'd come up with something good, and they'd get the right crew to go from there.
A map of Folsom sat on the table in the big conference room beneath Nox, along with a blank whiteboard on the roller. The Sheriff paced back and forth around the map, a formal pantsuit on with her trusty blade on her hip, sensible flats clack-clacking as she went.
Vassagon Krakenbox ErlangShen Strong King Selena Orianna Killian - your PCs are invited to come help out with this phase! Join if you want; if not, please do send regrets and we'll carry on forward.
Steven