Vampire: The Requiem (Role-Play)

"That explains it, quite the idea. It looks like I should stop doubting the man who somehow got us all. Although rude to some, using them as fodder."

Odd use for the people, but brilliant. Changing his mind would be impossible...

"Heh, those were one of our moments out in the open. Although a bit rude for a man with such class to be spying on us. I would like to know what you found out about her."

I begin to get tense as he explains the betrayal... We were just heading towards a mission to kill a loose end. As we got to a graveyard, our own team turned against us... We were both restrained and threatened by the leader, Ralph. Shirley and I are Mekhets, just scouts and assassins if need be. We even went on solo missions from time to time and took down multiple targets... Ironic how the circumstances in which I met her, were also similar to her death...

"I thank you for what you did for her, those eyes and the state she was in... I'll tell you the event for another time, just ask. I also accept your apology, although a bit surprised to hear such a thing nowadays. Contact me if you need anything, I'll be heading upstairs and see what is going on."

I proceed to take off the cloak and reveal a black casual suit and pants with a red shirt underneath.

"I'll be watching out for the others and try to see what is going on up there, your club does have more than one floor right? What about a balcony? You are the owner right?"

"Heh, you a fucking brat arn't you?" Cross grins again. "I actually tried to be fucking nice, guess that gets no where." Cross cracks his neck, "But, do you even know what a nice guy is, your own 'daddy' is trying to kill you." Cross lets out alittle snicker.

"Honestly? Since you two were Mekhet, it was hard to find out much info on either of you. Hell, you guys are supposed to be the information gatherers, not Ventrue. Your moment together and that betrayal was all I needed to know about you two."

Graves stands up from his chair and walks over to Rich's side.

"I'm coming with you. I wanna see what happens now. And to answer your remaining questions. Yes, the club takes up two stories, B1 and B2. Yes, actually the second floor is technically a balcony overlooking the first one. And if being 'friends' with the owner makes me one too, then yes."

I give a slight smile.

"I don't know whether you seeing Shirley and I together in such situations is a positive or negative thing... We covered our tracks well, no one has found out any of our safe houses at all. Besides, it's a long story as to why no one really knows about us, it leads to our first encounter. Anyway, we have information, entire routines on what some higher ups do, how to infiltrate several bases, weak spots, vices and even some information on you Graves. Branded a rebel and said to be no danger to anyone at all. As to your Ventrue 'remark', we were scouts in Ordo. We took our sweet time and spent nights scouting, finding out all this information. For some reason, they deemed it as "horrible" or "unnecessary" to them. However, you didn't answer my question, what did you learn about Shirley..."

My voice got tense as I asked again about Shirley, just what did he find out?

"Good, I won't feel alone. Who is this 'friend' of yours?"

"Seems to me that you're blind, Mister, I'm a Lady! I know what a "nice guy" is, my boy friend was a way better man than you!", Alice retorted, she grinned as well, and then continued, "What my father does is irrelevant to this matter, it doesn't concern you at all... I suggest you don't mention that asshole.", Alice's eyes, along with her face, portrayed monstrosity.

"He's your typical Gangrel. Funny how someone like him manages a nightclub. Probably uses it as an outlet to subvert his rage, or something. Seems to work too. He's violent, but never homicidal. See, I keep telling people a hobby is all you need to keep your mind off other stuff."

Graves and Richter lean on the railing on the second floor balcony of the club.

"Shirley wasn't much, really. A little bubbly for an average Mekhet, of course. Nothing out of the ordinary came from her file, although...thinking back on it, something struck me as odd. Tell me, were you recruited right here in this city?"

"This Gangrel sounds like a great guy. You got a great spot for pickings."

Looking around at all the people, a great sight for one used to seclusion.

"I'm only saying this since the information is useless now, nothing else but how she and I came to be. I also request to know your your story. I'm from up North, I was just heading back home from school. I was arriving around midnight, I see a light in one of the rooms and I was thinking it was them. Typical destroyed house from the inside, shit was all over, pictures, tables, chairs, horror movie scene you know? It wasn't until I noticed a stream of blood leading into my parents' room. I'm hearing odd noises, being an idiot and full of curiosity, I head in. I think he was a Gangrel. So when I spot him he notices me, I take out my pocket knife as my only means of defense. The idiot charges at me and we start to reenact some sort of bullfight, little by little, slashes here and there all over his body and neck."

Been a while since I remembered this, feels like a bedtime story.

"After a while, the Gangrel gets tired and can hardly fight, all of a sudden, some asshole comes from behind and startles me. Telling me these exact words, "If you take care of this little bastard here, I can make you into a vampire so you can take vengeance on his little gang." This one had a different aura around him. But being in the state I was in, knowing my parents were dead, I proceed to just mutilate the fuck. So as a deal, this Mekhet transforms me. Filling me on the details that there is a gang of vampires in this city, nothing special, just some teenagers who were transformed by accident by an idiot. Executed in a nice manner. Since they don't want to get their hands dirty and as a way to test me, they use me. Of course, I was young at the time and loved the bloodlust. Felt new and refreshing. I was told what to do, no collateral damage, make it dirty and get as much as information as possible before taking action. I found out their identities, loved ones and typical background information. I was told exactly to lure them and torture them, take out their organs and all this other nonsense. I did and enjoyed it, I felt like a mad scientist. All those anatomy classes and history classes paid off. I found out that it was someone from the inside of Ordo that transformed the gang leader and it spread from there, it was all an accident. So they killed the Ordo member and tried to wipe out this gang. But were in search of new recruits also, so I was given a chance... The vampire who transformed me paid me a visit later on, telling me he is from Ordo Dracul, join and conquer, all that information. Since I had nothing left in the other life, I accept. Being led here to this city in the process. All of this took around a decade ago. I had some preference, seeing how I discovered full profiles before acting. But keep in mind, these were kids straight out of high school, so they were shoddy in a lot of stuff."

I let go a sly smile, been a while since I've looked for blood like that.

"As for Shirley... That was my problem..."

I let go a deep sigh, looking around at the people, this place is relaxing, even with the music at this level. Shirley would have loved it here...

"Heh, you a lady?, thats a fucking laugh, havn't seen this lady part of you!" Cross starts rubbing his chin.
"Also if your boyfriend was nice, why is it your still not with him, I heard you say 'was' so don't lie and say that he is still around." Cross then takes a good look at her face, "Ohhh that face is nice, shows how 'lady' you are! Heh guess talking about your dad hits a bad spot!" Cross lets out a laugh. (Haha was a good thing to talk to her, she is a funny bitch.)

"Interesting story. So, you're not technically a local. Comparing the both of you wouldn't be a problem. The thing is, though, Shirley's been transferred more times than you. She's apparently been a member of the Ordo for much longer than you. In fact, the number of transfers she's had is almost...unnatural. Two questions. When you met Shirley, did she seem like the type of girl who was always so kind, and did she get transferred to your unit about the same time as you?"

"Pffft, so you're saying that you even know what 'lady' means? That's a good laugh. I don't remember saying that my boyfriend was still around now have I? Seems to me that you're mentally unstable bastard. Also, ladies always have a dark, and fearsome side to themselves.", Alice snickers.

"Tck," Cross gets angry, "I am not mentally unstable Bitch!" Cross anger shows, Alice hit a a sour spot. Cross then talks a little calmer, but still showing rage, "Dark side shows well then, but fearsome is not what I would call you." Cross is pissed, and he isn't hiding it well.






((OOC: Say more rise make my guy snap~ I will kill and cause problems for artcellrox~ just kidding~ :D))

"Hello? What have we here?"

Graves looks down to the first floor and watches the scene breaking out between Alice and Cross. A smile forms on his face.

"Well, well. Looks like we're gonna have a good old-fashioned bar fight! Rich, keep talking, but when I say the word, jump down with me to break the fight. I think we're about a see the rare mating ritual between a violent Daeva and a Gangrel. We'll need to make sure no one dies, though."

"Judging from the way you rage, you seem that way to me, also, I doubt you know what 'fearsome' means either.", Alice casually spoke, smiling.

"Tsk, ridiculous. They are a pain in the ass to handle, we'll have to see who learns the lesson the hard way."

I let out a deep sigh, these two are full of potential, let's just hope they don't kill one another. Looks like I'll have to concentrate on these two idiots for now.

"Give me a few moments, Graves... It isn't easy when it comes to talking about Shirley..."

(This bitch) "Heheh, your pissing me off you fucking skank! I AN NOT UNSTABLE!" Cross's body starts getting letting out steam.

A guy bumps into Cross "Excu--" Cross slams him to the floor tearing into his stomach, no one notices.
"Fearsome is something I can show you if you don't believe I don't know what it means!"
Cross starts letting out a low growl.

"Yeah, yeah. Take your time, I'm all ears. Just remember what i said earlier about those two."

Graves takes out his cell and calls someone quickly.

"Hey, it's Graves. Shit's about to go down, first floor. I need to control it, not stop it. One guy got gutted, and he needs help. Should be too bad, though, he seems like a Kindred. Yeah, just keep the customers at a safe distance. I'll manage the fight. OK, later."

Graves hangs up the phone and concentrates back on the fight.

((OOC: Well, looks like a fight's about to break out. Roland, Rise, I want to see a good, grade-A quality brawl here, and try to refrain from using a killing move too early. I wanna see what you guys come up with. Random, you and I are fight monitors.

And can someone tell me where the hell is NeoS?!))

"If you're not 'fucking unstable' then stop acting like you are.", Alice sighed for a moment, and made sure that her mind was calm and "mentally stable" unlike Cross.

"Hmph, bring it on then, mad tiger!".

((OOC: Art, just one thing, about you want to see; don't count on it.))

Graves whispers to Rich.

"You know, I'm almost tempted to shout out 'Fight!' like Wallace Wells from Scott Pilgrim. This should be a good fight."

((OOC: Oh, I'm not expecting anything other than a good fight. Go crazy.))

(Call my character if you need her, she's just busy hiding in the shadows and watching.)

"Tell me about it, Graves. Already feel like interfering in it. Ironically, this reminds me of my first meeting with Shirley. After two years of being in Ordo, I built quite the reputation among Ordo. I was sent in for assassinations and information gathering. I was also sent as a warning, got to the point where I was called "Mars, Bringer of War" right after Holst's song. We were both just scouting on a day off, I thought I was being followed at first when I felt a presence. So I decide to play around with her. After a while she caught up to me and even took me down, she thought I was an informant for some other group, had me down with a blade on my neck. "Speak up and I might let you live..." she said, I was nervous, I was really thinking she might kill me. So I tell her all the details about me. Of course, I was scared shitless ha ha. It was barely the end of my second year in Ordo. By the end of my explanation, she gets scared. "You're... Mars?! To think of someone so new and young... Wait... You're not going to kill me are you...?!" Her voice suddenly changed to that of an innocent child, I take my advantage and drop her down. You can see tears down her beautiful eyes, regretting the fact that she met me."

I let out a chuckle, been a while since I remember this.

"She sees my shocked expression and tries to struggle out of my grasp. Instead, just by instinct I give her a deep kiss and I get slapped afterwards. Sure, this all sounds lighthearted. But keep in mind it's our first day. So I "threaten" her that she tells me some crucial details about herself or I'll kill her. She reveals to me all sorts of things, as for your question about her transfers. She didn't really trust anyone back then, since she was the only girl in units, they tried to take advantage of her, of course, this meant some stupid idiot was always sent to get recovery. Afterwards, I let her hold me down again. Proceed to tell her my side... She smiled, I've never been so entranced before. She was in the order five years before I transformed, said it was rough and just couldn't get along as I stated before. Then we got attacked by those Invictus bastards... They've been watching us for quite a while and just wanted to see who we were to confirm our identities. Luckily, it was just three of them. To just continue with the story, we take down the two underlings and leave the leader for last, he tricks me into thinking we killed him and stabs me with a sword through the guy. Shirley got angry and went after him, poor bastard got his jugular ripped out."

I let out a smirk. I take out our memento, remembering those wonderful memories...

"Hell of a first date there. I wake up a few hours later, she tended to my wounds and took the blame for my injury. Saying she was sorry for all of this. After this, we started to look out for each other... She insisted on being on whatever unit I was in, even if it was full. It wasn't until a year later that we got together... Fast forward three years from there and it's when we got into the final unit... She changed somewhat, she turned more caring towards me. She held anger due to the fact that Ordo killed her family, since her younger brother was a witness to some sort of hit. Later on they raided the house, they took and brought the whole family to the living room, she witnessed her whole family get massacred before her eyes... They ended up transforming her after that... Of course, it fell into her favor since Ordo didn't want any new blood, so they let her torture them..."

I put back the memento in my pocket...