(Feeding) Refueling in 1,2,3....

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn headed over to one of the gas stations out on the old hwy heading west out of town and towards the ocean. It was a bit off the beaten path, but the interesting thing about this place was it was a front to a lot of illegal activity. No one would call the cops for a dead body here. They would most likely hide the body for Quinn if she lost control. The hunger was nearly driving her insane at this point.

She waited quietly in the darkness, still as a statue. The shadows and late hour were such a friend, they always were. When a man came shuffling out, looking a little tipsy, drinking a beer. Walking away from the lights and safety. Modern man has forgotten to fear the dark. All the manufactured electricity, paved streets, and trappings of urban society has made people bolder. Herd stupidity.

Quinn slipped out of the deep shadows and waited till he stumbled closer to get a look at her. He couldn't really see this far away from the lights of the station, the rolling hills behind it made a great spot to bury someone. If I am careful, such a burial would not be necessary, but if I lose control to my beast, I fear this asshole won't live to see his next tall boy beer.

Quinn lowered her head when she noted he began to register he wasn't alone out here. She wrapped her arms around herself as if she was cold. She was. So cold inside. She just needed a pick me up. Something warm and dripping to slake her thirst. He picked me up by my ass, forcing my body against his. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing out here? Hungry sweety? I can buy you dinner if you let Daddy get some play." I cringe internally. It's while he has his face buried in my breasts that I bite in to him. I leave him passed dead out in the grass. He's alive, and would need to take it easy over the next week.

Now I move back from the body and take a position up in one of the scrub tree's about six feet away. Let's see if her stalker shows up......

[Quinn Durant]

Bookeeping

[Seryna]

There was a few moments of silence. The moments stretched into ten minutes. There were disturbing events that happened out where one knew lawless activity was going on. Predatory behavior was on the menu, and Quinn had not been the first to partake. As she waited, she understood that this was not a good place to be. As Quinn began to glance around to keep her situational awareness, she became aware of a small yet constant sound. About ten feet away a small animal was padding closer to Quinn. It paused, its tail twitching. The animal was about the size of a domestic cat, but sank to the ground deceptively quickly. Even as it became hard to see, another sound came to Quinn.

Turning her head, she sees a young woman dragging a body. The man is large with a burgeoning beer body and an offensive tattoo on his arm of a lewd act. The man is large, but the woman hauls him like one might haul a moderate sack: a nuisance, but not difficult. The woman is fairly tall, and kept herself in good shape as a mortal. The stranger has slightly dark good looks, and her long hair is a rich, deep brown. Her eyes are a startling gray, and look somewhat out of place in her face. Nevertheless, they add to her attractiveness.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-12-22 20:21:12	Preston rolls 6 to Wits + Composure (10 Again)	3, 9, 4, 5, 9, 8	3 successes

Quinn, give me a Wits + Composure roll and if she tries to remain hidden, Wits +Stealth

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn Froze. Practicing the mantra silent as the grave. Just as her sire taught her to hide. She blended in perfectly with the background and the tree’s. Most people never looked up, just around their immediate surroundings. Quinn smiled inside as she was able to evade them, for now. She would serve the court properly. The Shadow’s skills at nosey fuck, were epic level after all. Of course this was not exactly what she had had in mind for serving the realm so to speak.

This was dangerous. Quinn could feel it, like the little hairs lifting on the back of her neck. She knew this information would be invaluable to the court. Assuming of course she could survive to get it to them, but Quinn’s deep river of lust for all things hidden drove her to do the dangerous thing. She had watched worse things….but certainly it lead to other questions.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-12-27 22:03:52	Quinn Durant rolls 5 to Wits + Composure (10 Again)	9, 9, 2, 7, 9	3 successes

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-12-27 22:05:03	Quinn Durant rolls 4 to Wits + Stealth (10 Again, WillPower)	10, 2, 7, 4, 9	2 successes

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-12-27 22:05:43	Quinn Durant rolls 2 to MIssing dice to Wits + Stealth (10 Again)	8, 7	1 success

[Seryna]

The gray - eyed woman pauses at seeing the second body and unceremoniously drops the body she was dragging.

Without pause, she stoops and takes the pulse of Quinn's victim. She frowns and turns her head, studying the area. Her eyes are startling grey, and they seem to pierce the night as she studies the area around her. As she does this, a small movement attracts Quinn's attention.
Its a small grey Tabby cat. It follows behind the woman and pauses some distance from her, sinking down onto the ground and becoming very hard to see.
She straightens to her full height and looks around, seemingly spooked. She senses something, yet does not spot Quinn. She turns her back on the two victims momentarily as she scans the area to see who has dumped the man here.
Where does Quinn look? What does she do?

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn watched the woman with interest. She seemed to care for her sleeping mark. If this woman was Kindred, she could be a part of the domain clean up crew, or one of the perps they were looking for. The Cat catches her eye. Especially after what had happened in her haven. She watches the animal, and tries to keep the woman in her peripheral.

Quinn stays still and silent. Content to observe for now. But Quinn decided she needed a little help. If it was a fist, she clenched it, a muscle she moved it, but in reality it was more like opening yourself up rather than closing or tensing. It took concentration, focus, but a willingness to open yourself up to the hidden. Like she was allowing this other world to come into view.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2020-12-28 16:48:23	Quinn Durant rolls 8 to Aura Reading- Intelligence + Empathy + Auspex – subject’s Composure (10 Again)	6, 1, 9, 6, 3, 4, 8, 7	2 successes

[Seryna]

The woman straightens and moves away from Quinn's victim. She returns to stand beside her own victim, the overweight, tattooed man. The woman appears vigiliant, turning her head to scan around her. She is formidible, for Quinn's attempt to read her Aura hits a brick wall. The Predator's Taint that may indicate if this woman is a vampire is also denied, for the woman does not emit a Beast. It is possible that she is a Nosferatu, or of Quinn's own Clan. Perhaps she has even been trained in the discipline far enough to know how to Cloak oneself. Evaluating the woman shows no flaw that could definitely place her in the clan of Haunts, however.
The woman squats, picks her unconscious man up by his arms, and begins to again drag him off to the east, further into the dark hills that have no lights. Perfect for dumping an unconscious body, if one could carry it off unseen. It appears Quinn's victim is going to be left alone.

2 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-01-06 05:11:32	Angela Preston rolls 4 to Composure (Auspex reaction) (10 Again)	6, 8, 10, 5, 7	2 successes

A black shadow seems to stretch out behind the gray eyed woman as the small creature rises up from where it had been hiding. It now begins to move very slowly, stalking closer. A glance from an observant Mekhet reveals this stealthy creature was the gray tabby that had followed this Stranger. The gray cat begins from its hiding place ten feet away and moves to about three feet from Quinn's victim as Quinn watches. It then sinks back down on its haunches, becoming once harder to see from the pools of inky black out here in the cold nowhere. There is absolute lack of movement, no twitch of tail or coil of haunches as one might expect of a cat.
Yet as Quinn watches, the gray feline head rises. The creature begins to walk in a slow circle, its’ eyes probing the darkness. The cat stalks within an arms' reach of her victim and sinks down once again, becoming nearly impossible to pick out in the darkness. The cat is very perturbed by something…

[Quinn Durant]

She focused on the cat, wondering what the fuck this thing is. Another Kindred? Likely. Though there was other things out in the darkness, not many would take this much interest in a sleeping mortal.

She watched and evaluated the creature.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-01-11 11:36:19	Quinn Durant rolls 8 to Aura Reading- Intelligence + Empathy + Auspex – subject’s Composure (10 Again)	10, 8, 4, 2, 8, 3, 3, 1, 7	3 successes

[Seryna]

As the woman moves past, the aura clarifies for Quinn. It is a pale shade that immediately tells Quinn that the woman is Kindred. The color is a strong light green hue. It melds into a softer tinge of violet as the woman continues her path.

Quinn focuses on the cat, watching in still silence for about five minutes. The cat's tail ceases its annoyed flicking. It raises its' head and watches after the departing Kindred for a moment. Finally, it creeps closer to Quinn's victim. It's nose leans over the man's mouth for a second, then it circles the head for a moment, studying the prone man. The head comes up and glances around, scoping the area. The noises of the truck stop are muted, and the immediate area is quiet. The cat seems satisfied and looks back down at the man.

As Quinn watches, the animal's face begins to morph. The jaw unhinges! It reminds Quinn of the way that a serpent consumes food. The creature leans forward on its hunches, closing it's ever widening mouth over the man's nose.

[Seryna]

As Quinn watches, the black face of whatever this creature is expands, covering the face and mouth of the unconscious man. The creature remains still in body, but its' stomach slowly expands, as though bloated. Three minutes. Perhaps five minutes pass and the creature detaches, its disjointed jaw a horrible sight. It quickly resumes the normal face of a cat, completely. The creature moves slightly, stepping lightly away from the victim. The belly is pendulous and swings low as it moves, yet the creature seems lithe and athletic as it begins to walk towards the city lights.

Closing this to get into continuity for Quinn's knowledge (chapter house). Feel free to open a glipmse to state what Quinn does after this sighting.