Dropping Bodies: Confronting Angela

[Jennifer Hazelton]

The Kindred known as Angela had sustained heavy damage from the encounter with the four Kindred. The last time Quinn and Jennifer had seen Angela, the Kindred had open wounds over her abdomen. The exposed organs were no longer peeking through Angela's rib cage. Yet her clothing had tell tale rips and strained stitching suggestive of the tussle. Were the Kindred were wondering how much Vitae that would take to heal? Were they wondering how stable the Kindred they were squaring off with would behave if her well was dry?

As they study the Kindred, they notice certain things about the Kindred. The woman is African American, although she appears light skinned under the light. Her hair is slightly curly and black, shoulder length. She wears gray athletic clothing - running shoes, leggings, light zip up jacket. Yet her clothing had telltale rips and strained stitching suggestive of the tussle.
There was a slow stretch as the Kindred lifted her arms above her head. She wiggled her fingers. Then Angela slowly checks and pats her body. Specifically, the parts that had been wounded in the confrontation. Her eyes are a bewitching steel gray, a very attractive feature. Her head lifts as her eyes trace along the cell, noting her new confines. Her eyes narrow as she becomes aware of the Kindred. The gray eyed Kindred studies the Kindred on the other side of her holding cell.

Jennifer remains silent as the captive orients herself. Every word, or even a glance between the investigators, could give the Kindred information. Instead she studies the woman closely. Tracking where the woman's eyes move. Who does the kindred focus on? How much of the Kindred society does she know?

The action plan had been discussed for an hour. Now it was time to put it in play. For time was of the essence.
Mable Wood Psychangel @Pis Endymion Milton Northbridge

[Mable Wood]

Mable sat quietly. She watched. She listened. Her muscles at the ready like a cat about to pounce. And she would if anything went wrong. She was also ready to paralyze Angela if she started chanting or trying to run. Mable wanted answers, why was her alter used?

But Mable just sat and waited.

[Milton]

It's a fascinating thing, watching a corpse come back to life. Unsettling, yes. But fascinating nonetheless.

Milton's unblinking eyes are on Angela as she begins to move and examine her surroundings, her captors.

When those steel grey eyes find Milton, he meets her gaze. Immediately pushes his will out, toward this foreign Kindred. Attempts to possess her, to take total control.

Dominate 2 (Mesmerize), 3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-04-20 22:43:25	Milton rolls 9 to Intell + Expression + Dominate (10 Again)	8, 8, 6, 4, 10, 7, 1, 6, 3, 1	3 successes

"During this interview, you will answer every question put to you truthfully and completely."

The directive is simple, to the point. Cold. Milton speaks as if he expects to be obeyed. But will it work?

[Seryna]

Angela drew into herself, sitting on the floor of the cell. Her knees drawn into her chest. Those startling eyes seem to be captured by Milton's gaze when he spoke to her with the power of his Blood. The Kindred whose Clan is unknown at this point remains wary. How would you feel when confronted by four Kindred in a similiar situation?
The woman looks around the group, apparently studying the Kindred. Those bewitching eyes focus on Milton. Staring for a few seconds in silence.

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-04-22 14:57:23	Storyteller rolls 6 to Resistance (10 Again)	7, 1, 5, 7, 4, 6	failure

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2022-04-22 15:03:32	Storyteller rolls 6 to Nefarious things (10 Again)	3, 3, 7, 1, 5, 10, 2	1 success

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn watched at Milton plied his family's trade closely. Something moved in those eyes a moment watching the process. Some flicker of recognition of something. Perhaps a hint of amusement. Though clearly not at the situation at hand. It went easier than she thought it would, to be honest. You just never knew how a Kindred would come to after being beaten into torpor. It was different than a voluntary sleep, or even the quick efficiency of being sentenced and staked.

Quinn nodded to Milton. It was time to begin. She was curious to see how he handled this situation. She looked to Jennifer and smiled ever so slightly, and then to Mable and back to Milton.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer remains focused on the prisoner. Her eyes narrow somewhat as the prisoner seems to focus on Whip Northbridge. Hopefully that meant that the plan was going to work well. The nosferatu remained quiet.

[Mable Wood]

Mable sat tense and watching. She was ready to protect her three companions with her life. She didn't smile, nor did she move. she just watched.

[Milton]

A cruel, little smile curves Milton's lips. It is real emotion, not just the bland expression he usually wears.

Time to test the waters. Unblinking eyes remain fixed on their subject.

"Now. Angela, please tell us about the person you work for. The Master. Who is this person? Where can we find them? And what do they want?"

Flesh out details on the leader, expand to her colleagues. Go from there.

[Seryna]

Angela studies Milton for a beat. Contemplating him.

"Forten is a businessman. He's French. He traveled to America about twenty years ago.
He values his family. He has no wife or children of his own. Yet he oversees extended family of siblings and their children. I know one of his family works with him.

He owns several properties that he frequents on an infrequent schedule."

She appears to be speaking without deep or careful thought.

"He owns a high end shop that he hardly visits. Forten owns a nightclub that he visits with his bodyguards.
Warehouses. He doesn't go out often where others might see him.

What does he want? He visits with people who need social services. He has a program where he offers jobs or assistance. I know three of these people work at his store.
He teaches a private group of people. I'm never welcome at his private lessons.
They're... unique.

I'm not welcome to question him on what he wants.

He's very particular. I'm sure you'll find out how he dislikes interruptions in his schedule."

[Quinn Durant]

Quinn tapped on the keys of her keyboard, literally taking near verbatim notes. This was the last bit of intel they had. Everything else was recycled or dead ended over the last few months. She appreciated Whip Northbridges open ended questions. She spoke very very softly, almost as if she was afraid it would break the trance Angela was under.

"Keep the questions open ended. It will yield better answers until we winnow this all down to yes and no and specific questions."

She gave him a smile for encouragement. It was obvious. Keep Going.