The Resurectionists: Grave of the Liar

[Milton]

The night is calm, quiet. It has not always been. Only a short time before, Milton had been in the Urn Garden, with the Haunts. A memory of that creeping dread sends a cold knife into his gut...

Just at that moment, a scream. Milton's head jerks sharply toward the North. And then he realizes: the distraction. At least he hopes. The Lord keeps moving.

Jacque's instructions had been explicit: he and Connor were to handle Pope. Milton and Quinn should recover the box. The problem is, Milton is not sure where that item has been left. He tries to recall the last place he'd seen the cumbersome thing...

Remember, 4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-01-31 07:14:52	Milton rolls 7 to Intell + Comp (10 Again)	9, 1, 9, 8, 9, 1, 3	4 successes

It had been just before the security guards had arrived, and Jacque had stepped forward to save the errant Pastor Wells. So, he knows the area, or at least guesses at it, but not the precise location. Accordingly, he looks toward Quinn, then Jacque, waiting for a sign that he and the Shadow should split off.

[Jacque]

Forge ahead, the Lord thought to himself.

The shrieks were almost chilling to the corpse, but he knew that no doubt was Vincenzo's crew doing as he asked.

The housing was of minor concern, the exposure wasn't the greatest but it was the still of the night on the complete opposite side from the noise.

Forge ahead, to Waterlow Hill.

Find the dug up child's grave, that's near where the chest is, his mental checklist ticked through.

As they make their way path the site of the near breach, Jacque motions with a flick of his wrist towards the headstone prior used for cover, "Over there."

Another step closer to the night being over.

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn wonders vaguely if they should have been more specific for the type of distraction they were wanting....
Judging by the screams. Which she assumed that's what it was from. Oh lovely...

Quinn remembered where they left the chest, and so does Jack. Following his orders was as easy as breathing right now. Quinn looked at the cookie cutter houses in the distance willing them to stay put. They didn't need anymore crap tonight.

If they get to Walterlow Hill and the spot where Conner was in a child's grave, Quinn would happily break the obfuscate on the object by touching it, but not without taking a good look around first. Quiet could be misleading here. She reached out with her mundane senses first and then with Auspex behind it.

Mundane Roll

6 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-01 10:03:17	Quinn Durant rolls 5 to Wits + Composure (10 Again)	7, 9, 10, 10, 10, 3, 10, 5, 10, 4	6 successes

Failure on Clash of Wills to See the Unseen!

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-01 10:11:57	Quinn Durant rolls 9 to Wits + Investigation + Auspex (Clash of Wills) (10 Again)	5, 4, 2, 5, 2, 4, 2, 6, 7	failure

[Connor OBrien]

The Whip of Haunts does his due diligence. Now was a time to follow orders, especially when they are so close. He makes sure his grip on the bag holding their poached prize is secure as he moves in tandem with the Seneschal. The screams were jarring for the slightest moment until he realized that no one else was reacting with any concern. This must have been the distraction that Jack had called for. So he forged on, pushing through the dark toward Waterlow Hill. All the while he scanned the intrepid group of Kindred's surroundings, willing his blood to enhance his sight to allow him to draw in the slightest bit of light in the dark.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-01 12:23:00	Connor OBrien rolls 5 to Staying Alert (Wits + Composure) (10 Again)	9, 10, 3, 4, 4, 9	3 successes

[Seryna]

The chest remains precisely where Jack had left it. Undisturbed. It is possible that someone remains unseen, observing. Quinn has taken a though look around the area. No sounds of breathing or mortal needs betray the Haunt’s cows.
Earlier, the Kindred realized that they were dangerously exposed to the cookie-cutter houses on the other side of the cemetery wall. As the terrified yells screech through the silence, the more aware Kindred are made aware of a sudden light behind them.

Quinn and Connor

One porch light turns on across the street, just in view of the Kindred. A second front porch door is illuminated as someone opens their door and steps outside. The average looking man looks around the night.

The time is now quite tight. You must carry the chest, your treasure back to the city and reach your Havens. Is one of your Haven secure enough to harbor Pope’s body?

[Milton]

Once the chest is located, Milton will take one end and wait for Quinn to take the other.

When she's ready, he'll begin to haul it back in the direction of the others. Looking to get on the road as quickly as possible. It's been a long night and the sun will be up soon.

As they move, Milton tries his best to remain unseen. He even calls on the mystical powers of his Blood to enhance his adroitness...

Stealth, failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-02-05 20:18:00	Milton rolls 3 to Dex + Stealth -1 (Unskilled) + 2 (Vitae) (10 Again)	5, 7, 5	failure

Not that it makes much of a difference.

[Jacque]

"Keep going," the Lord forced a whisper to Connor and the group. Even if some Kine reported what they thought they saw, nobody would miss a body that was never accounted for in the graveyard and they'd be gone before security was back.

Sherah Israel was close, and even closer from there were the vehicles. Each of Jacque's step were firm with purpose.

Jack intended to consult Ale as they were on the road if she had a more secure holding location such as Asylum or Nox closet that she preferred, otherwise he'd take him to the Mansion.

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn noted how Milton faltered with his stealth, though he was obviously trying. Quinn could frankly relate. She was pretty wiped too.
She grabbed the end of the trunk helping him haul it, and her stealth was still excellent. She locked eyes with Milton a moment, to blatantly give him a smile of encouragement. She wanted him to know she saw him, and appreciated his efforts even if being verbally silent was paramount right now.

Quinn felt herself cringe like a whipped dog when the porch light in the distance went on. Gritting her teeth. Not an animal between them either, or a cigarette. Did these people have nothing better to do? Quinn couldn't remember the last time she hung out in her front yard in the middle of the night when she was human, but here they were...cause there was no way they heard those screams over a mile away.

She heard Jack's directive and kept moving as fast as possible to get the hell out of here. Literally Shove the box and pope in different SUV's and tralalalalalalaaaa the fuck on.

At this point, Quinn would sleep in a puppy pile with these Kindred if she had too just to make sure they got the fuck outta here and back to Sacramento.

[Seryna]

Continue the departure from the cemetery here