Approaching the Horizon

[Lesingnon]

Wilhelm pulled his car into the parking lot of the Wells Fargo Center once the appointed hour had run its course, heightened senses scanning the area for some sign of the man they were meeting. He kept a wary eye out for signs of a possible ambush as well, though he wasn't too worried about that at the moment. Ishani had stated that she'd arrive before them under the cover of her Cloak of Night, and keep an eye out for any signs of foul play. And even if the night's events did turn violent, he was not sure there were any Kindred he would stand a better chance fighting alongside than the Prince's Harpy and Hound. Hopefully that was an event that would not come to pass though, and their assault on Horizon would indeed become a simpler affair. He would know soon either way, he supposed, when "S" showed himself.

OOC

Unless Delta has any objections I figure Twist and Wilhelm would arrive together, probably in the same vehicle.

[Twist]

Twist finished tucking the last bobby pin into her hair and lifting the thin bladed knife from her lap carefully slid that into the bun of hair. Smoothly is slipped in until just the hilt was revealed, looking like nothing more than a fancy embellishment. While they hadn't had the time to go to her theater, a quick pause at the Claire and she was able to find everything she needed. Gone were her heels, the hose, skirt and blouse only to be replaced with soft black flats, well fitted but not anywhere near skin tight black pants, a black cami and a black jacket, also well fitted but not tight. Other additions had been obtained as well and had been carefully settled into respective places against calf, thigh, back, wrists and various other nooks. And aside from the hilt of the one in her hair and the one at her hip, none were visible.

She turned to left to see Wilhelm scaning the parking lot they had parked in. She approved of his caution. While she trusted Ishani implicitly, one should never assume. Now they waited.

[Ishani]

Ishani had arrived at the Wells Fargo building almost half an hour ago. She'd parked some blocks away and decided to make the relatively short walk to the parkinglot. Before leaving her car however, she'd made sure to grab everything she might need for a night gone wrong.

She watches Wilhelm and Twist as they seem to scan the deserted area. She hoped this would be the simple meeting that was promised but she wasn't willing to take any chances. She takes a position about ten feet away from Twist and Wilhelm, keeping an almost constant roving eye around the parkinglot.

[Fractured]

As the Kindred ambassadors of this cloak and dagger scan the mostly desolate parking lot, they see a man standing in a shaded corner of the lot, between two dark sedans. In typical spy fashion, he wears a fedora, angled to cover his face. He lights a cigarette with a zippo and blows a heavy plume of smoke into the air. Though his eyes are unreadable, he's facing the direction of the recently parked vehicle.

[Lesingnon]

"Well he certainly seems to enjoy his cloak and dagger stereotypes." Wilhelm glances to Twist briefly, "This probably goes without saying, but remember, no names or official titles here unless absolutely necessary. I do not see any reason to let him know any more about us than he already does." With nothing else that needed to be said at the moment Wilhelm opened the door and got out of the car. His eyes were fixed on the man as he walked over, as he prepared to read his aura. Sure, Ishani was doubtlessly doing just that. But there was security in redundancy, and this was neither the time nor place to get complacent.

Question

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What is the man's composure?

[Fractured]

Composure

Four.

[Ishani]

Ishani sees Wilhelm start to get out of the car and moves ahead toward the man in the costume. Mortals get some rediculous ideas into their heads sometimes.

She stops about halfway between the kindred and the mortal, waiting for Wilhelm and Twist to start moving before she continues.

[Lesingnon]

Wilhelm suppresses a frown as he walks towards the man, his Aura Reading failing to take effect. The man was remarkably hard to read, he would have to hope that Ishani's skill with Auspex would be sufficient to the task His beast begins to snarl at him, demanding blood for the failure, raising those ever-present tides of anger within him. But he pushes it aside, now was not the time. He comes to a stop ten feet or so away from the man, crossing his arms in front of him. A stance that puts his hands rather close to the hilts of his obfuscated swords as he waits for Twist to arrive alongside him.

Dice Roller rolled too many dice...but still a failure.

1, 2, 2, 4, 4, 6, 3: Failure

[Fractured]

The man holds up a hand. "Far enough, friends." Wilhelm recognizes the unmistakable voice from the alley. He reaches behind him and picks up a long length of tube and holds it up for them to see. "No tricks, right? This is a token of good faith." He tosses it at Wilhelm and Twist's feet. "See for yerself."

[Twist]

A confused look crosses Twist face at the refrence but she asks no questions. She nods at his repeating of stuff she already knows, but there is no hint of her being upset at the reminder. In this situation, any reminder was a good reminder. Even if you already knew it.

Following him out of the car, she easily kept pace with him. Her posture was relaxed, when she stopped at the point the man indicated, almost cocky in her relaxed ease. A deception of course...not the cocky, the ease. There was a good chance she could pull before him even if he was standing as Wilhelm was.

Glancing over to see if Wilhelm was watching the man, Twist knelt to get a better look at the pipe, careful not to touch it until she was sure of what it was.