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PostPosted: Thu Jan 01, 1970 1:00 am Reply with quote
:Drain slowly crawled form the sewers, at the closest exit to battgirls haven. Keeping a close eye out for the assimites who were supposed to be everywhere.  He checked his diagram of there normal positions.  one should have been straight accross for the door, in the building.  after a quick examination he found that the hired guard was gone and a sign or a strugle was obvious to the trained eye.  a quick and one sided strugle but a strugle non the less.  Some one had dispatched the guard quickly and quietly.  

:Drain used his abbility to Vanish and searched the entire area finding all of the other guards still in place.

:who ever had done this was after a specific person or thing and probibly not batgirl
:the sword?
:graventhorp?
:Gabe?
:
:bells began to go off in Drains head......GIO REVENGE against Gabe.  or Ventrue payback. and if that was the case then Valek and himself were also in danger.

Drain ran down two city blocks and attacked a teenager leaving his house.  It was dangerous to attack out in public view but he was hidden with the shadows and desperate times.......
The car roared to life with the unconsious teen in the back near death.  Drain began to drive twords the first place he could think of that batts would concider neutal ground.. The asylum


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((Thats a very very nice post :) ))


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((whoa...ok, didn't expect this... And Bats is in the limo as well dude.

Graventhorp heard the shotgun shots and hoped none had hit Gabriel. He had to do something, and fast. He turned and saw Batgirl still hitting the crystal that separated the passengers from the drivers, the crystal had obviously been modified to sustain almost anything. Almost.
"Stand back." Thorp muttered to the Cappadocian and reached under his coat, producing the gleaming blade of Lupus Mortis. Batgirl understood and changed to the seat further from the crystal and waited.
Thorp felt the unfamiliar surge that came from holding the legendary Gangrel weapon and narrowed his eyes, trying to see through the totally tinted glass. Not being able to see through it, he tried to smell what was behind it, but the open moonroof with the howling wind carried too many scents that were confusing to his nose.
"Do it!" Batgirl suddenly yelled at Thorp, and Thorp reacted by pointing the plade's tip at the crystal and pushing with all his might. Lupus Mortis and half of Thorp's right arm passed through the crystal almost instantly, obviously surprising the driver that swerved hard to the left, making the limo leave the "road" in the forest and on to the bumpy, tree-filled terrain. Thorp thought it was dumb luck thay hadn't driven rigt into a tree as he smashed the weakend glass and grabbed the driver by the neck, pulling him into the back of the limo, breaking his arm that was sticking out of the moon roof. Thorp heard the clatter of the shotgun on the roof, the driver had lost his grip on it, the forward force forcing the weapon back, hitting on the trunk and tehn falling. "he's all yours" Thorp shouted over the howling wind from the moonroof at Batgirl, who grabbed the driver and stabbed him in the neck with a wierd Cappa weapon. Thorp wondered why the hell hadn't the limo slowed down, if there was no one pressing the pedal when a tree filled the view. Thorp was in mid-jump towards th driver's seat when the limo hit a tree full speed and everything went black.

The City Gangrel slowly let his eye lids rise. He was lying on what used to be the limo's front and now was nothing but twisted metal plus shards of glass and wood.  His mind swam, not being able to get fully concious, and he was in excruciating pain. He let his eyes wander down over his own body and found a branch as thick as his thigh protruding from his stomach. He let a pained growl escape his blood drenched lips and closed his eyes. The branch went through Graventhorp and through the limo, sticking him to the vehicle. He could barely stay concious, but still wandred how the hell he had survived when he felt something in his hand. Lupus Mortis' hilt.
"Graventhorp? Thorp you he...oh...crap." Gabriel had just regained conciousness, being slapped by Batgirl, and had walkd to the front of the wreckage looking for the once Gangrel. Finding him.
"H-here." Thorp managed to whisper, losing precious vitae as it dribbled from hsi mouth when he opened it.
"Your still alive. Good. Bats! Will you give me a hand here!?!" .
Batgirl and Gabriel put their arms around the branch and pulled, and everything went black again for Thorp.

"WAKE UP! NOW!" Thorp opened his eyes in a flash. He was on the wood's floor, Gabriel was looking down at him, yelling.
"Good! Take this." Thorp felt the comfy coppery feeling of blood in his mouth as Gabriel poured a plasma bag into it. "Use Blood heal, the wound is now closed, it should be easier."
Thorp tried to concentrate on the discipline that over 700 years ago his sire, Odnan, had taught him, and succeded using it twice, exhausting his blood supply. He let his eyes open again and sat up. Gabriel was now 50 meters to the left, and Batgirl 30 to the right. They looked like they were searching for something.
He felt weak with the lack of precious blood, but not really that bad. He looked down and touched his stomach. There was a hole on his shirt and blood...but there seemed to be no wound. He stood up and let his hand wander to hsi back. The same as in front, except the hole was through his shirt AND his beloved black leather coat. He gasped when he realized hsi ahnds were empty, and sighed with relief as he spotted Lupus Mortis at his feet. He grabbed it, checked for any damage, finding none,  and replced it on its sheath.
"Ya got any more vitae on ya?" Thorp managed to shout at the ventrue, finding hsi throat sry and raspy. Gabriel replied by throwing 2 plasma bags at the City Gangrel. Thorp emptied them both and walked to the Ventrue.
"Listen.. i want to thank you for.."
"Don't thank me, thank that damned blade of yours. Batgirl says that's what really saved you."
"I didn't know it healed..."
"It does not really heal per se, but in fact gives you strength so your own body heals itself. You should've seen it, as soon as we removed you from that thing, that hole closed right up."
Thorp looked at the limo. The branch that was once protruding from his own body was still protruding from the car, judging by that, and the blood marks, the kindred had  obviously slid Thorp out of the branch instead of the other way around.
"Oh. So what are you looking for anyways?"
"That...fucking son of a Tremere that caused all this." Gabe replied, obviously using the word "tremere" as one of the worst insults he could think of.
"but the Cappa stabbed him with that..."
"yeah, yeah, so we think he should be dead, maybe his body flew and is somewhere around here..."
Thorp raised hsi eyebrow and walked to the wreckage, raising both eyebrows as soon as he got close. One scent invaded hsi nostrils...
"He isn't dead..." Thorp muttered
"of course he is!" batgirl cried out from not that far away
"No, I don't think a wound like that could kill a garou, not even in human form...."

((heh heh, gave it a  twist...this is turning into a whole novel!! Continue please...


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((okies here we go

    The limousine glided down the road with the fine handling one would expect from such a quality piece of machinery. The night sky reflected off of it's black exterior...the stars shown in a reversed position...confusing the heavens. From a bird's eye view one would be able to see the moon roof open.
   A slender man with long blonde flowing hair, tightly wrapped in a ponytail climbed out onto the top of the moving limo. His trench coat flapped violently in the wind. The luxury car began to speed up, taking the hairpin turns far too fast to be considered a safe speed.
   The resistance from the wind in his coat threatened to throw the man off, with a cast iron grip he sunk his fingers into the steel of the roof, creating deep grooves in the metal. Letting one arm go, let the wind rip his coat from it. Slamming the hand back to the roof he let his other arm go free. The coat, now removed from both arms, flew wistfully into the wind. Resistance free, the man proceeded towards the front of the limo on all fours, clawing dents in the once flawless exterior of the black limousine.
    The passengers, Gabriel, the former Prince, as well as the Gangrel Graventhorp, had been discussing their destination when they noted the driver took the turn away from Esylium. Gabriel had attempted to call the driver several times on the phone but to no avail. The protective glass that seperates driver from passengers, was specially reinforced in the car.
    Despite their rampant attacks on the glass, it had persisted in keeping them out. It was then, with the trees flying by at an alarmingly faster rate, that Gabriel had opened the sunroof and leapt onto the roof.
    Gabriel neared the front of the car now and could see the limousine hood ornament glistening in the moonlight. Overhead tree branches flew by with speed that his eyes could barely follow. As he neared the windshield, his body slid over the drivers moonroof. As he did, it slowly began to open, pulling back and revealing the inside of the car. Gabriel clenched his fist in preparation. His plans quickly dissapated however, as the driver pulled a shotgun from the conceals of the underside of his seat. His hand still on the wheel, he pointed it skyward, the barrel pointed squarly at Gabriel's face.
    Gabriel let a small gasp escape him and bolted upward to a standing position. There was a bright flash accompanied by a large boom. The Kindred felt the rush of air fly by him as the buckshot nearly took his head off.
Now upright, the air force slowly began to push the Ventrue back. Gabriel stood cartwheeling his arms in the darkness. He looked and watched in horror as a huge tree branch lumbered towards him in the darkness. No time! He willed time to slow down, not much, but just enough. Allowing his muscles to increase their speed, the Elder leapt into the air the bulk of his body JUST missing the branch. His foot, however, caught the branch, causing Gabriel to cartwheel in the air before coming down hard on the roof of the limousine. The driver now reached up enough so that the shotgun rested on the roof and began firing blindly, his hand still firmly on the steering wheel. Gabriel gasped and slid off the roof. In midair he sent his fist crashing through one of the windows and grasped for anything he could. His iron grip held tight to the door and he lay horizontal on the side of the limousine. Above him he could still hear the shotgun blasts going off.

((help!


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((lol @ sorenti, you big meanie!!  ok so maybe we'll look at it in the limo OUTSIDE the elysium lol

~batty~


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((::coughs:: Elysium ::coughs:: Lupus Mortis = weapon ::coughs::  lol :)


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((my brain's left hemisphere (the creative one) never rests. Oh, and bats.. Thorp isn't and will NEVER be well-dressed

Thorp eyes the assamite with no trust, his City Gangrel nature was to compete with the assamites. He finally saw the slender figure of Batgirl approaching, and nodded back at her.
"How can I help you?" the Cappadocian asked
"We come to seek cappa knowledge, perhaps you can assist us?" Gabriel asked, obviously not comfortable with the Assamite guard so nearby.
"What kind of knowledge"
"Maybe we should speak somewhere else" Thorp replied before Gabe could open his mouth, he still didn't trust the assamite.
"somewhere else?" Batgirl asked
"Yeah, Eylsium, ok?" Thorp replied while eyeing the assamite.
Batgirl shrugged, but gabriel said: "But we will need books from Cappa Catta..."
"You can't go in, anyway" batgirl replied wearily "Perhaps we can speak at Elysium, and I will research for you"
The Assamite twitched, imperceptible to anyone not looking for something like that, like Thorp was.
The three kindred entered Gabriel's limousine, and drove off to Eylsium, Thorp relaxed more and more as they got farther and farther from the Assamite, he didn't want to talk about Lupus Mortis near him.

((ok, gabe, take it to the fridge! Umm..or continue it anyways....lol


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((gimme a day....too sleepy after my chron to type. but it's comin...


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The Assamite guard that Cain had appointed to watch the Cappadocian Catacombs alerted Batgirl to the visitors.

"Gabriel and Thorp you say?  Well they cannot enter the catacombs.  Please stop them at the door."  It was bad enough that Cain had insisted on the guard entering the Catacombs to provide security after her own haven was broken in to but she would not have Gabriel and Thorp enter too.  These halls were sacred and not for the likes of a Ventrue or City Gangrel.

The guard nodded in agreement and left her in the ritual room.  She quickly gathered a few of the items from the table, slipping them into her satchel.  She closed her books and made her way to the entrance, wrapping her cape about her as she walked silently.

She arrived at the guard's side just as she heard Gabriel's voice.

"Is Batgirl here please? We need to speak to her immediately."  The flashy Ventrue owned limo looked very out of place parked in front, as did the well dressed figures standing at the door.

The guard didn't answer as Batgirl stepped forward from the shadows, the hood of her cape almost covering her eyes.

"Good eve" She didn't bow but nodded her head to the two Primogens respectfully "What is it?"

((ok there you go :cool:

~batty~


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((yay drain like my idea ::does the i had a good idea dance:: :biggrin:


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((ok, what fat bastard?

cool drain, a spy ghoul rat, excellent


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((::runs inside and flushes the toilet that FAT BASTARD took a dump in::))


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:as the two living dead men exit the car.  A small unnoticed pair of beady eyes blinks.  Then scurries from its trashcan and heads for the sewer drain....


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((ok

Thorp had the urging temptation to trash, or at least dirty a little the limo, it even smelled of some sort of cleaning substance, which was covering old blood scents. Blood had been in here, and not only once.
He looked out the window, the driver was taking the longest way to Cappa Catta, he could've just turned in that alleyway 2 blocks back, straight into the abandoned tunnel, and then be just 3 minutes from Cappa Catta, the way they were going, it would be at least 15 minutes to get there, not counting the traffic.
"Why did Sorenti say Tremere?"
Once again Thorp caught Gabe's reaction to the word.
"Tr-Tremere, Well, I don't know, but the sword was made by Cappas, so we should see Cappas." Gabe turned back to the window.
Thorp coudln't help but wondering, had the prince really made a mistake...had he found out something else? He put a hand over the hilt of the sword that seemed to be turning Cascadia upside-down.

"The limo is making an interesting sound..you should have it checked."
"But I hear no..ok I'll make it have checked." Gabe muttered as both kindred stepped down from the limo, already at Cappa Catta.
"Batgirl should be here, we should ask her."
Thorp's mind wandered, last time he ahd seen Batgirl, her face was blood tear stained, and she was kneeling next to Judas..
He shook the memory away, reminding himself he still had not found the seneschal's killer, and concentrated on the present.

((ok, I don't know how cappa catta is, so I'll leave it here. Either of you can continue here,  Bats and Gabe.


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