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GM:Smoke
Players: Naomi, Whiskey Slim, Smoke
Synopsis: A new Vampire enters the story, the players have a standoff instead of a bloodbath.
Date: January 2073
Nightlife Chapter 5
Jaya's Hair and Nails, third floor:
Smoke was over in his enchanting area cleaning out some bowls and looking at some of his orichalcum specimens, but he throws up his arms and stalks back over to his desk. His eyes go to the skylight windows that have the blackout curtains pulled over them at the moment. He squints at something on the astral and then actually puts his hand to his belt where he keeps the small sheathed blade at times. It isn't there and he quickly looks for his longcoat which is draped over the back of his chair. Two steps and he's drawing the tanto from the sheath and looking back up at the ceiling and its windows again.
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence vs TN 4 for "Assensing":
2 3 3 5 16 17 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 4 for "Assensing comp":
1 3 4 4 = 2 Successes
Naomi walks up the stairs from the lower level, looking at her pocsec as she walks, heels of her boots clicking on the steps as she walks. She reaches the lodge level and pauses as she sees Smoke seemingly ready for a fight. Walking towards him, a trio of figures start to shimmer into being on the astral behind her.
Two of them seem quite similar in appearance, young women, lean but muscled, one with red hair and the other with black, each wearing short dresses that might be made out of some sort of leather. Their limbs are a bit inhumanly slender, their eyes just a bit larger than one would expect, but the double pair of insect wings on their backs clearly gives away their origin.
The third is also female in form, though her skin is pure white, her hair long and flowing and a shade of grey. Wearing a long white gown, the bottom hemline changes into a mist rather than really end.
Naomi moves towards Smoke while looking up at the ceiling astrally, speaking in a soft voice as she gets within his earshot. "See something?"
Smoke nods and takes a single step toward her, eyes still turned up. His whisper is very clear. "Something just penetrated the hume three ward but got repelled by the lodge ward. Something odd. I was over by the enchanting table when it happened and figured it might have been Nine or Whiskey dinking around at the window at first. But the bend in the lodge ward was odd. Something almost meshed with it to get through but didn't make it." He turns his eyes to the stairs leading up to the roof. "Gods I hope I locked that door. I know I did…" He tilts his head and Skeelee appears for a moment at the stairs leading down to the second floor. She gets some sort of message from Smoke and moves down in that direction. Smoke looks back at Naomi, "Now someone or something has the rooftop covered in manastatic, are you familiar with it? The spell?"
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====================> Spell Catalog Listing: Mana Static <=====================
Spell Name: Mana Static
Category: Manipulation/Transformation
Target Number: 4
Drain Code: D
Type: Mana
Duration: Permanent
-----> Spell Description <-----—
This area-effect spell creates a background count of 1 for every 2 successes the caster rolls (up to a maximum background count equal to the Force of the spell or 5, whichever is lower). As with normal background count (p. 83), the static increases the target numbers of all magical tests made in the area, including the caster'. Once the spell is made permanent, the background count begins to recede at a rate of 1 point per hour.
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 3 for "Force 3 Watcher":
1 2 3 3 4 5 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 4 for "L Drain, 1 hour life":
1 2 4 4 5 7 9 13 = 6 Successes
Naomi keeps her eyes upwards, slipping her pocsec back into her pocket as she steps closer to Smoke, looking around for anything that might have slipped into the room. "I haven't seen it since college, but, yes. Maybe they wanted to flood this place with it, but didn't notice that there were two wards?"
Naomi gives a stray thought and one of her sprites fades into being in front of her with a little chitter. She gives it a smile, then nods upwards. "Be a dear and check if anyone is up on the roof for me?" The sprite nods and chirps out, "Yes, Mistress!" as it darts upwards towards the skylight to look.
Smoke nods, still whispering, "Looks like the tactics for that worked." He squints following the spirit's path with his eyes as it goes upward. When it gets to the ward that Naomi is synched with it passes through, but then becomes very difficult to follow. "I don't like this at all. Think someone on the street finally identified me and gave me up?" He takes a deep breath and switches the tanto to his left hand and pulls out his Morrissey Alta pistol. "Skeelee says the lower levels of the building are clear so far. Julie and Vanessa each have a customer in the shop and a few browsers."
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============================> Enhanced Perception <============================
Enhanced Perception
Type: P, Action: Auto, Range: Self, Duration: Always
This power grants a critter all bands of perception, ranging from low light, to thermo, to sonar, ETC. Not much more information is given in SR3, other than it pretty much covers everything perception based.
========================> Enhanced Physical Attribute <========================
Enhanced Physical Attributes
Type: P, Action: Auto, Range: Self, Duration: Special
This power allows certain critters to add their essence rating to one or all of their physical attributes. It is creature specific which attributes are applicable, and should be listed witht he critter in question.
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===============================> Essence Drain <===============================
Essence Drain
Type: M, Action: Exclusive Complex, Range: Touch, Duration: Permanent
With this power, a critter can drain the essence of another, gaining up to double his normal essence rating. 6 is the normal essence for a humanoid sized creature.
To use this power, strong emotion, IE: love, hate, rage, fear, something along those lines. This emotion must be directed towards the critter as well. This power usually requires some exchange of biological tissue, be it blood for vamps, or goats for chupacabras (<——sarcasm).
The least you can drain is 1 point, and the maximum you can drain at one time is the critter's base essence. If the defender is defending themself, flailing, trying to get away, it does not work, the critter needs the defender to be somehow subdued. It's an empathetic link, and can be addictive. Every time past the first time bitten, the defender must make a willpower test vs 4, or they will be trapped and wish for nothing other than the soothing bond of the link they share with the draining critter.
In the situation of two critters who both have the essence drain power, an opposed essence test at the target number of 4 is in order. The number of net successes the attacker acheives is the number of points drained, up to a maximum of 6 in metahuman sized creatures. If anything is drained to 0 essence, it dies, hands down, no nothing, HOG time.
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 3 for "Force 3 Watcher":
1 2 3 4 5 10 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 4 for "L Drain, 1 hour life":
1 2 2 3 3 3 5 5 = 2 Successes
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=========================> Essence Drain (Temporary) <=========================
Essence Drain (Temporary)
Type: M, Action: Exclusive Complex, Range: Special, Duration: Permanent
With this power, a creature rolls it's essence versus the defender's willpower, then the defender rolls will versus it's essence. If the critter gets any net successes, it drains 1 point, no more. This condition lasts for a number of combat turns equal to the critter's base essence. If the defender is brought to 0, then they are simply rendered unconscious, and will regenerate their essence at 1 point per minute.
Naomi nods as she keeps close to Smoke, her hands on her hips as she watches, glancing around periodically for any sign of something having gotten through the ward. "Looks like. Or, maybe they thought they could get it through, but this ward was tougher than they expected. I suppose the question is if they are planning on coming in through the roof, or just testing, or what." Another spirte fades into view at her side and Naomi gives another nod. "Dear, follow your sister up there and keep an eye on her. If anything disrupts her, report back to me immediately with anything you saw." The sprite gives a nod and a similar chirp of "Yes, Mistress!" as it darts up after the first sprite. Naomi looks to Smoke. "Is Skeelee telling the girls to be wary?"
«Plot» Smoke says, "Perception mundane, note it if you look astrally."
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence for "perception on the mundane":
1 1 4 5 11 11
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 5 for "Astral perception":
1 1 1 3 3 4 4 4 5 9 21
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Intelligence for "Mundane perception":
1 2 2 2 3 11
Smoke tilts his head and looks over at the skylight window above the enchanting area. His gun arm whips in that direction and the blackout curtain over that ceiling window ripples and stirs for a moment, as if someone opened the window…but the windows actually open inward and down.
«Plot» Smoke says, "Naomi notices both what Smoke just noticed plus…"
On the astral you feel the pain of your first watcher being pulverized by a blunt force object…it is hit so hard and with such malice that it actually 'feels' terrible through the link before the creature's essense is snuffed out. In addition for a moment, your astral senses feel a presense up on the rooftop, something a little more dangerous than other things you have encountered of late. It is masked and the manastatic makes it difficult to see details, but it seems to have two underlings that are not masked. Both of them are dual natured beings. One is crouched right above the ceiling window Smoke is looking at.
«Plot» Smoke says, "Background Count of manastatic is 4 on the rooftop."
Naomi keeps next to Smoke, flinching for just a moment as her first watcher dissipates, the second one darting back into the room with a chirping. "Mistress, something hit her and she dispersed! It's hard to see up there!" Naomi nods, glancing to Smoke. "I think there's three things up there. Whatever hit my sprite is tough and evil. And one of its minions is standing over that window. I don't suppose you can flip it open and make it fall in?"
Smoke squints, "Skeelee is not saying anything…I have her watching with my hearth spirit on the first floor. Not sure, they may not be able to see through the barrier, they might not know what they are dealing with…might have been just checking out the hume three ward. Both wards will be opaque to them." He whispers as he watches the breeze ripple the curtain stretched across the ceiling window above the enchanting tables. "I think they cut the glass, maybe trying to physically break in." He looks at Naomi, "I almost want to go out of body and look up there but it is risky."
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================================> Compulsion <=================================
Compulsion
Type: M, Action: Complex, Range: LOS, Duration: Sustained
This power works in a similar manner to the spell Influence. The critter uses it's essence with a target number equal to the willpower of it's target, then the target defends with willpower vs critter's essence. Every net success that the critter gets over the defender is a combat turn that the critter can command the defender. This only works when within LOS, the critter cannot do something like: Command someone to go home and kill their wife, or fire their gun off wildly into traffic at 4pm the next day.
«OOC» Naomi says, "Does it seem like one of them is standing on another of the skylights?"
«OOC» Smoke says, "The one is just standing above it, not really on it so they'd fall in. Like looking down at it from just to the side. The evil one and the other minion are away from the windows by quite a few yards."
«OOC» Naomi says, "Aww. :)"
=================================> Immunity <==================================
Immunity
Type: P, Action: Auto, Range: Self, Duration: Always
A critter with immunity has an armor rating of it's essence *2 when dealing with the type of damage it is immune to. If it is "Immunity to age" the critter does not age, at all, ever. The power "Immunity to Normal Weapons" does not make the critter immune to weapon foci, and any elemental attack (water cannon, Incindiary Ammo) halves the ammount of armor given, APDS and AV ammo do only normal damage.
NOTE: Denver ShadowRun uses a custom house rule for this power. Please reference +hr magic spirits immunity.
Naomi looks to Smoke with a slight grin. "We could do that… or we could just go up there physically and make these things sorry they thought they could come bother us like this. If it's bad, we can always fall back and close the door behind us to regroup."
Smoke smirks, nodding and turning to move to his desk. First he holsters his pistol, then he takes his shell off the table and puts sage in it, flicking his lighter several times to get it going. "The background clutter from that spell is going to be a bitch, gonna bring this up with me to try to center some of it off." He slips his greatcoat on, and then he takes his pistol back out and screws the silencer onto it, then tucks it under his armpit. All the while he is staring at the rippling curtain, but nothing has attempted to come through it yet.
Naomi reaches behind her back, pulling out her Morrissey Elite and starts to attach her own silencer, looking around a bit. "Yeah, but at least they might lose us in the haze, while we could use our physical eyes to avoid that." She keeps her small pistol in hand for now. "Let me call a little more help for our side."
Huh? (Type "help" for help.)
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 4 for "Force 4 Great Form Hearth Spirit":
1 2 2 4 9 11 = 3 Successes
Smoke nods, "Do it." He moves toward the stairs leading up to the heavy door to the rooftop. His gun is under his left armpit, smoking shell in his left hand and his tanto in the right hand.
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 4 for "L Drain":
1 1 1 2 4 4 5 28 = 4 Successes
You paged Naomi with 'Pose that up and I will be right back.'.
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 3 for "Great Form Tests TN 8 (twice force) - 5 (grade)":
1 1 2 2 4 8 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 3 for "Great Form Drain, L Drain, TN 8 (twice force) - 5 (grade)":
1 2 2 3 3 3 4 4 = 5 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 4 for "Force 4 Great Form Hearth Spirit":
1 1 4 4 15 16 = 4 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 4 for "L Drain":
2 2 4 4 4 5 5 7 = 6 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Conjuring vs TN 3 for "Great Form Tests TN 8 (twice force) - 5 (grade)":
1 1 2 3 3 5 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Charisma vs TN 3 for "Great Form Drain, L Drain, TN 8 (twice force) - 5 (grade)":
1 2 2 3 3 4 5 15 = 5 Successes
Naomi nods, focusing her mind to call forth another pair of spirits, intensifying their strength as she does. She lets out a heavy breath as she feels the increased fatigue wash over her and leave her body, the two spirits fading into view in front of her, both with long hair, one a brunette and one a red-head, and dressed in a flowing sari, blood red and highlighting their figures. Their skin is quite fair, but both of their hands end in long nails, at least a foot long, each a different color. Both turn to Naomi and curtsey, seeming quite adept at keeping their nails out of their way as they move, saris flowing as though in a bit of a breeze. "How may we serve, Mistress?"
Naomi smiles at the pair, looking back at the trio of spirits behind her as well, then to Smoke. "I think we're good now." She takes a step and looks to the spirits. "Girls, there's a few things trying to break in here. When we go up there, do your best to defeat them, if you would." Each of the spirits gives a little nod, speaking in unison. "Yes, Mistress."
«Plot» Naomi says, "That makes a total of four F4 Great Form Hearth Spirits, each with +1 Reach and +2 Armor, and one F4 Mist Spirit with +4 Armor. All had three services, except one F4 Hearth spirit which had four."
Smoke moves to the door and blows on the sage to bring the cherry glow of coals up in the shell, bringing a pungeant odor to the stairwell. He watches Naomi and her retinue and nods, motioning for them to follow close. He puts the tanto between his teeth and turns the door latch, throwing it open and stepping out onto the rooftop. The wave of manastatic covering the rooftop feels like corruption. He grits his teeth and takes several steps forward trying to see where all the opponents are.
«Plot» Smoke says, "We will physically move to the rooftop after your emerging onto the roof pose"
Naomi follows Smoke up the stairs, her astral entourage floating around her as she moves, buttoning her coat to protect from the chill of the air outside, gun still in hand. She lets her vision slip back to the physical as she moves into the nastiness on the roof, her spirits materializing around the doorway.
Jaya's Hair and Nails - Rooftop(#6971R)
The roof of the building is flat with a forty by twenty meter surface. Near the back side is a stairway door leading down into the building. Off the back of the building is also a wrought iron fire escape that switchbacks at every floor and is based near the backyard door.
The wide open area is split into four sections. The first appears to be a patio with six deck chairs spaced about a circular wooden picnic table. These are located near the front of the building. Near them is an area with long wooden planters for a garden. In season various fruits, vegetables and herbs are grown here. Four very large pots, three foot diameter each hold a different type of fruit tree; Cherry, Plum, Apple and Pear. To the back behind the patio area is a cleared area for working out. All weather tatami mats have been arranged there. Near the mats are two wooden posts for practicing the hardening of shins. Next to it is what appears to be an open air lodge, with a sectioned off circle within the lodge area for conjuring.
The entire roof has a three foot wall about it to block the view from below and also offers a small amount of safety. The roof also has four skylight windows spaced at the midpoints of each wall to let light down into the room below. The skylight windows can be cranked fully open as well to let the air circulate.
«OOC» Smoke says, "Okay read the rooftop desc carefully because that may or may not help during the fight and will be used in the sitrep I am about to give."
«OOC» Smoke says, "So basically the back area where the fire escape comes up and the door to downstairs are right next to each other and that is South."
«OOC» Smoke says, "To the Northwest is the patio, Northeast is the garden area with the four large pots, the trees are currently bound and bagged to protect them from the cold. To the SouthWest closer to Smoke and Naomi is the workout area with the mats and two wooden poles. To the Southeast is the Open Air lodge and circle."
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==========================> Current Denver Weather <===========================
Condition : PARTLY CLOUDY
Temperature : 32 F (0 C)
Feels Like : 32 F (0 C)
Humidity : 34 %
Barometer : 29.80
Visibility : 25 miles
Wind : 8 mph from S
----> Last Updated: Jan 08 2073 03:35 CST <----
The manastatic covers the entire rooftop in a haze of fog on the mundane, it is sickly sweet smelling and clings to the body, on the astral it is a terrible green miasma glow that is terribly difficult to see through. (Background Count 4 for both mundane and astral) Standing near the Skylight window to the Northeast is a huge figure, horned with a polearm in one hand and an odd looking device in the other. More toward the center of the North side of the building is a woman, she is standing among the bound and protected trees, her dress clinging to her tightly and auburn hair hanging long and wet looking. She is so painfully beautiful in the fog…so obvious to Naomi that it is the woman that Smoke once dated that worked at the Melodrama. Her arms…her arms look like they have an entire extra length of forearm with wide splayed hands ending in claws. And lastly to the Northwest on the patio stands a dark human sized figure with what looks to be a metal truncheon swinging in his left hand. They all turn to face Smoke and Naomi as they come out onto the rooftop.
Whiskey sees something odd about the rooftop right away as he exits the van in the back lot. There is a fog spilling up and over the lips of the short all that surrounds the roof. The gap where the fire escape stairs leads onto the roof has the fog spilling from it like a misty waterfall. The smell is…terrible, like rotting fruit.
Smoke tilts his head to the side and takes a few more steps forward. "Can I help you folks? You seem to be possibly lost…this is my building." He looks at the horned huge figure, assuming that it might be the leader, a troll perhaps, but difficult to discern in the fog. He keeps his eyes away from the woman, because…well he doesn't do well with women. And then his gaze flits to the club wielding man, trying to make out his shadowy features in the darkness and the fog of the rooftop.
«Plot» Smoke says, "Free action Shielding for Smoke and Naomi, 7 dice."
Naomi looks over the figures in the thick mist, her eyes flitting over the two larger male figures, then looking to the woman in back, narrowing her eyes to try to make out the shape more clearly. "Wait… What are you doing here? You're that waitress, aren't you? What happened to you?" Around her, the forms of her spirits stand ready, waiting for the word to act.
«Plot» Naomi says, "Free action: Shielding for Smoke and Naomi, 5 dice."
Whiskey looks up at the top of the building from where he has pulled in the back of Smokes yard in his van. With all the other creepy shit that has been going on of late he reaches into the back of the van and grabs his riot sheild, and slides back out of the van using a combination of athletics and levitation to bebop up to the top of the fire escape. "He Smoke ju guys throw party wit out me, dat really no so nice ju should call nex time…"
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Sorcery + 6 (spell pool) vs TN 4 for "levitate":
2 2 2 2 3 4 4 4 5 5 5 9 = 7 Successes
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============================> Combat Jumping Roll <============================
Whiskey Slim (#6879) jumps with 4 dice with no TN modifier and 8 effective Quickness.
«Auto-Judge[]» Rolls: 1 1 3 4
------> Interpreted Results <-----—-
If this attempted jump is taken as a free action:
A 2 Meter Running Horizontal jump
A 2 Meter Standing Horizontal jump
A 2 Meter Vertical jump of any kind including reach
If this attempted jump is taken as all movement during a combat phase:
A 4 Meter Running Horizontal jump
A 2 Meter Standing Horizontal jump
A 2 Meter Vertical jump of any kind including reach
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Willpower vs TN 3 for "soaking M drain":
1 1 1 3 7 7 9 11 14 19 = 7 Successes
«Plot» Whiskey Slim says, "Free action Whiskey will have 6 dice sheilding and 3 more spell defense"
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) puts on his "Riot Shield, Small"<=Carried Gear (#7035, Item 14).
The figures around Naomi and Smoke are a retinue of spirits, all with a feminine form.
Two appear as young women, lean but muscled, one with red hair and the other with black, each wearing short dresses that might be made out of some sort of leather. Their limbs are a bit inhumanly slender, their eyes just a bit larger than one would expect, but the double pair of insect wings on their backs clearly gives away their origin.
Two are fair women with long hair, one a brunette and one a red-head, and dressed in a flowing sari, blood red and highlighting their figures. Their skin is quite fair, but both of their hands end in long nails, at least a foot long, each a different color, the saris flowing as though in the breeze.
The fifth, floating above the group, also appears as a woman, but her skin is pure white, her hair long and flowing and a shade of grey. Wearing a long white gown, the bottom hemline changes into a mist rather than really end.
The troll looks at the odd device in his left hand, something that might possibly resemble a powerdrill with a suction cup like device on it. The suction cup has a circular piece of glass stuck to it. He tosses it to the side and the glass breaks with a muffled sort of shattering sound. he then grips the polearm two handed and stares at the group gathered to the South. He takes a single step forward to get balanced and some sort of dark liquid spills from his tusked mouth.
The woman throws her head back with a wild eyed look and stares at Naomi when the elf addresses her. "I smelled him here…I was right Golya, he was the one from the picture I saw." She then looks at Smoke and a look of pure hatred washes over her face, the extra joints in her arms bend outward oddly with the claws of her left hand ripping into one of the bagged trees. "Oh so you picked her over me…gonna rip your guts out Sioux boy, but maybe I'll kill your twat ass slitch first."
The dark shadowed one turns his head to the female and says, "Silence you stupid bitch. This is not what I was expecting, you said he was a minor talismonger…these spirits and his friends are formidable." The shadow man steps forward and is still lazily swinging his truncheon. "You have stirred Lillian up, why?"
Smoke looks at Whiskey arriving and then glances at Naomi, "Well he wants to talk…and I can't remember her name, was it Carla?" He takes a short step forward and looks at the shadowy man. "Well that is a bit of a story, suffice to say that I have stirred her up. Are you with her? Or are you hunting me for other reasons?"
When Smoke takes a step forward so does the troll. When Smoke stops the troll stops.
Naomi glares at the woman as she threatens the pair. "Did you forget the part where you chewed him out in front of everyone and left him, right before he met me? He didn't choose me over you, you dumped him." She grins slightly. "Though, when it gets down to it, I was obviously the better choice. If you think you can kill me, just try." She glances to Smoke for a moment, speaking softly. "Who's Lillian?"
Smoke whispers back to Naomi, "Doc said that was Blue Hair's master, used the name Lillian. I am just going with it."
Whiskey steps down onto the edge of the building putting stuff between him and the potential bad guys flanking them and putting them in a bad position for getting caught between him and the rest of the group. He releases his levitation spell and quietly watches what everyone is doing like maybe they will forget he is there.
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Intelligence for "keeping an eye out":
1 1 1 2 3 4 4 5
«Watchfor» Whiskey Slim (#6879) just connected to the game.
«OOC» Smoke says, "So you are settling near Smoke and Naomi on the south side or somewhere else?"
«OOC» Smoke says, "In front of Smoke and Naomi are the workout mats and two posts, to the right is the roof lodge."
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "i will land in the garden area to give myself cover"
«OOC» Smoke says, "The garden area is where the troll is, and all there is for cover there are long wooden trough growing beds about two feet tall. The big pots are more toward the center north side and that is where the woman is"
«OOC» Smoke says, "No plants, it being winter time, and the four trees are all bagged"
«OOC» Whiskey Slim says, "by the pots then"
«OOC» Smoke says, "Okay that will place you between the woman and the troll. I will pose their reaction."
The woman looks at Whiskey and hisses, taking several steps back toward the shadowy man. She was about to make a retort to Naomi but this takes her somewhat by surprise. The troll on the other hand just pivots and holds his polearm two handed facing Whiskey now, roughly eight meters separating them.
The shadowy man looks at Whiskey for a moment and then looks back at Smoke, "I am here because my little pawn saw your picture and the man showing it around was offering serious cred for information about you. And I happen to know it is one of Lillian's thralls. So I wondered what the old Belle from Georgia was up to. Figured if you were an easy mark I'd make some money and satisfy my new little pawn at the same time. Turns out you are looking fairly equipped to handle yourself." He looks at Naomi, "Nice spirits."
Smoke looks at him, "Well I sort of have a problem now though. See…you know where I live. And Carmen…Christy…Charlotte?..there is sort of pyschotic. And she's gonna come hunting I am sure. So I don't know if I can let you leave the rooftop, you sort of stepped into a situation where I don't have a lot of choices." He blows on the shell filled with sage sending a trail of smoke which actually dissipates some of the intensity of the manastatic around him. "So if you are wanting to piss off and quit your little adventure on my roof you better play lets make a deal really well."
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Etiquette:
2 3 4 11
Naomi snaps her fingers, glaring at the woman as she turns her attention to Whiskey, then clears her throat, trying to reclaim her attention. "See, this is just one more reason you aren't good enough for him. You just can't keep your focus at all, can you? You're not even very good at being a hteful bitch, are you." She shakes her head, giving a soft tsk, tsk. "Maybe you should just end it now and put us both out of your misery." She turns to the shadowy man, giving him a slight smile. "Thanks. We like to be prepared."
Whiksey moves slightly making it so that the troll either has to pay attention to Smoke or to him, not attacking just manuvering, and still keeping an eye one everything.
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Intelligence:
2 2 2 3 4 4 7 8
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 10 vs TN 6 for "Essense vs Will Shadow vs Pawn":
1 1 2 2 3 4 4 5 10 16 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 10 - 2 vs TN 6 for "Essense vs Will Shadow vs Pawn kp1":
1 1 1 2 3 3 8 10 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist":
2 4 4 5 5 7 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist kp1":
1 2 3 3 10 11 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 - 2 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist kp3":
1 1 4 4 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 - 2 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist kp6":
1 2 2 4 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 - 2 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist kp10":
1 3 4 9 = 0 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls 6 - 2 vs TN 10 for "Pawn attempts to resist kp15":
2 2 2 3 = 0 Successes
The troll shifts, totally focusing on Whiskey, readying his polearm. Ichor drips from his mouth, smelling like raw bile.
The shadowy man nods to Smoke and Naomi, "I think I may be able to accomplish a maneuver that might satisfy you and show my willingness to let this all go for now." He turns to Smoke's Ex girlfriend and his voice shifts to a smooth rasp. "Come pawn, kneel before me."
The woman with the name starting with C spins away from watching Whiskey and looks at the shadowy man. She moves like an automaton and kneels before the man lazily swinging the truncheon.
The shadow man moves like liquid and 'seems' to almost double in size for a moment, bringing the truncheon down onto the woman's skull. The blow utterly crushes the woman's skull, driving the iron club down deeply into her rib cage, breaking her neck, spine and splitting her sternum. Black gore splashes everywhere…the corpse falling in a sickening slump backwards.
The shadowy man turns and looks at Smoke, "On my honor I will forget where you live as if I had never even ventured to this particular street." He glances dispassionatly at the corpse…it is slowly reforming and he rolls his eyes, stepping over to throttle it several more times until the flesh is still. "I can dispose of the troll as well, but he is merely a slug minded kretin and most likely doesn't even know where he is right now."
Smoke blinks a few times, looking at Naomi and then at Whiskey.
Naomi watches the woman's movements carefully, staring as the shadowy man crushes her, putting her down until she's apparently dead. She looks to Smoke, taking a step closer and speaking in a low voice. "Do you know who this guy is at all? He does seem to at least be willing to deal."
Whiskey slides back away from shadow guy seeing if troll guy will keep his focus on him and open himself up to having his head smashed by the shadow. Whiskey keeps himself out of big two handy thing range but is ready to dart past that ichy blade and inside of troll guys reach if he takes a swing.
«Auto-Judge[]» Whiskey Slim (#6879) rolls Intelligence for "still keeping an eye out":
1 2 2 3 4 4 5 16
Smoke looks at Naomi and whispers, "I think she called him Golya…"
The shadow man steps forward a little more, light from a neighboring building showing his pointed Nosferatu features, his skin where it shows covered in black lattice fractal pattern veins. His eyes flicker for moment and with some strain his features shift to that of a pleasant looking human man with brown hair and blue eyes. "I am Grattas Golya. And on my honor as a Knight of the Teutonic Order in Livonia and lastly Grunwald I will step aside in your quarrel with Lillian Kaw."
The troll looks at Whiskey and shakes his head like a dog with ear mites, the spittal flying from his lips.
Grattas Golya looks at the three of them, "It might be of an interest to me to know why Lillian is paying attention to you? She doesn't get out much. I might be able to offer information for a price…or simply to sweeten the deal of letting me pass from this rooftop with my so called life still intact."
Naomi nods, looking to Golya, gun still in hand as she looks him over, seeming as though consideringhis offer. "There are a few things I'll need to know before I can consider letting you go, personally. That would be the first, so if you know why Lillian is interested in us." She glances to Smoke for a moment. "Or perhaps, just him, I would appreciate you telling us."
Grattas Golya says very matter of factly, "I know nothing of why she is interested in you. That is why I was asking all of you the question. I am lacking knowledge of her intent. If you tell me, like I said I can perhaps tell you some things that could help."
The troll is still watching Whiskey but it becomes fairly obvious that the troll is also mostly just staring in Whiskey's direction, sort of into space. His eyes seem almost dull and lifeless with perhaps just a bare glint of sentience in them.
Whiskey starts weaving back and forth like a snake charmer. "Wha da hell is wrong wit dis guy?" he says watching to make sure that he does not strike.
Smoke listens and looks at Naomi, speaking to her in Sperethiel for a moment. "I don't know if we should tell him about the stones. They are the real reason we…I am being targeted. Probably because the camera in that car in the parking garage got a clear shot of my face or something. And I still have no idea where they aquired the picture of me and Whiskey and Rowan all together."
Smoke glances over at Whiskey, looks curious but then looks back at Naomi and then at Golya.
Naomi looks to the Troll watching Whiskey, then looks back to Golya. "She's doing a ritual of some sort. I seem to have interrupted some sort of marking or synchronization, as they've been faster us since we first met and didn't give up. Do you know what it is she's trying to do with that?
Golya creases his brow and shakes his head, "She…is a mage and I am sure she…hmmm, you interrupted her, that is amusing. She is one for everything being so perfectly planned. Well that is perhaps the best thing to tell you for facing her, keep her unbalanced and always surprised. If you become too much of a thorn to chase she may simply give up." He does shake his head a little. "She was offering quite a bit of money for knowledge of you." He nods to Smoke, "Ten times that for the delivery of your person and your belongings. But like I promised, I know nothing of this entire area of town. I have given my word."
The troll actually smiles a bit at Whiskey, or maybe he's smiling at something through Whiskey. The troll starts to sway back and forth a little and that is when Whiskey notices that it simply never blinks at all.
Naomi nods slightly, glancing to Smoke as she listens to what explanation Golya does offer. "Hm. Well, that's not as informative as I'd have hoped personally. No idea what she may be trying to do, then? How do you know Lillian?"
Smoke tilts his head and looks at Naomi and then back at Golya, "So you aren't part of her group?" He shifts a little, lowering the smoking shell and the blade in his hand to appear less threatening.
Golya shakes his head, "Denver is free of any large Septs. The Vampyr here tend to be loners or just have a few retainers. It draws less attention. It is in fact neutral ground for us. And when I say Vampyr I mean Nosferatu, not the lessers. I know her only from knowing all of the small handfull that make this city their home. She is of newer stock so to speak, although it makes her no less powerful. The Banshee in the city are much the same and as long as both sides keep their numbers low there is no need for conflict and plenty of prey to feed upon undetected."
Naomi nods slightly, keeping next to Smoke. "Mmmm… I see. And does Lillian have a problem with the banshees? They seem to have some sort of conflict happening between then."
Golya furrows his brow and then smirks, showing a bit of his thinking. "There is a truce, has been for a few years. Lillian is in charge of something, some bit of information that keeps the peace. That is perhaps the only thing that sets her apart from the rest of us. We all have our little endeavors and territorial games that we play. She…Lillian doesn't have to play them because she gets the business district of the CAS uncontested." He shifts a little and glances at his weaving troll, frowning a little. "Is there anything else you would like to know?"
Naomi nods slightly, looking to the troll and what's left of Smoke's ex-girlfriend, giving a slight frown. "One thing. How was it that she ended up as… yours?" She nods to the corpse.
Golya shrugs, still trying to be pleasant. "I meet women at night, this one was terribly depressed and I told her that she could have a wonderful fling with me as long as she never asked me any questions, sometimes I turn them. In her case a lesser turned her while I was in a meeting. I tried to take care of her, teach her, but she was simply unbalanced. She was so obsessed about finding this Smoke person and making him one of the lessers too so they could live together forever or something."
Smoke looks pale after hearing that.
Golya looks at the pile of flesh, "Some people are very naive."
Naomi frowns as she looks back to Golya, glancing back to the corpse for a moment. "I would appreciate it if you would tell your lessers not to turn the girls you are spending time with when you turn your back. She was not the best of people, but she did not deserve this sort of fate. I don't begrudge you your right to exist, simply because of your vampiric state, but this sort of carelessness is what creates vampire hunters. Please, make sure those that you turn know what they are getting into. Can you give me your assurance, on your honor, that you will work on this?"Logfile from Denver.
Golya looks at her and places a hand over his heart, looking surprised. "Yes M'lady, I will indeed work on this. On my honor and with mercy." He looks at the body on the ground. Then he looks over at the Troll that is still watching Whiskey Slim. The troll seems to startle out of its hypnotised state and begins to back away from Whiskey slowly, keeping the polearm at the ready. Grattas Golya gives the group and deep bow and backs up as well. "I hope that if we have to meet again some night that we can treat each other with the same patience and regard that we have shown tonight. So much easier making friends that tearing each other apart." He head gestures to Naomi and her flock of spirits. "That would have been entirely unpleasant."
Smoke watches the Nosferatu closely, his eyes flicking to the astral and trying to get a read on his signature before he departs.
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Centering vs TN 4 for "Centering against bgcount from manastatic F4":
3 4 5 9 = 3 Successes
«Plot» Smoke says, "Brings TN down to +3"
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 6 vs TN 7 for "Trying to capture that Astral Signature":
1 1 1 2 2 2 3 3 3 3 4 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 6 - 1 vs TN 7 for "Trying to capture that Astral Signature kp":
3 3 3 3 4 4 5 5 5 5 11 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 6 - 2 vs TN 7 for "Trying to capture that Astral Signature kp":
1 1 1 1 2 3 4 4 9 15 = 2 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 6 - 4 vs TN 7 for "Trying to capture that Astral Signature kp":
1 2 3 5 5 5 5 10 = 1 Success
«Auto-Judge[]» Smoke (#1419) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 7 for "Comp":
3 5 5 8 = 1 Success
Naomi looks to Smoke, bringing her gun behind her back and slipping it into its holster, then looking back to Golya. "If you can keep your lessers from turning without your permission, then perhaps the next time we meet, we can remain civil as well. Well, relatively so, at least." She glances to the corpse left on the ground, then to her spirits, crossing her arms. "Indeed. It would have been rather messing, seeing you torn limb from limb. Though, you do seem a formitable one, so I might have had to call the rest of my team." She grins slightly, then takes a step closer to Smoke.
"But, though I might be satisfied with this arrangment, through my mercy and kindness, she was much closer to Smoke than I. Thus, we are not done until he says we are done. If he desires your death for hers, then we may still have a problem." She steps over to Smoke, putting one hand on his shoulder. "Love? What do you say?"
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Intelligence + Astral Pool: 5 vs TN 7 for "Assensing as well.":
3 3 4 4 5 5 5 5 10 11 17 = 3 Successes
«Auto-Judge[]» Naomi (#11853) rolls Aura Reading vs TN 7 for "Complementary":
2 3 4 = 0 Successes
Smoke looks at Whiskey and then to Naomi, his eyes searching Golya for a moment. "He should go and if he honors the promise to forget about me and this location then we will no longer have any issues. The death is…unfortunate." He doesn't look at the pile of flesh, instead looking at Golya. "Go now, and if we meet again I will try to talk first rather than raising my blade first as well."
Golya turns and backs to the lip of the North side front of the building, the troll moving to stand next to him. As one they both step over the three foot safety wall and slip down vanishing from view.
«Plot» Smoke says, "Manastatic fades naturally at one point per hour."
Naomi watches as the pair step out of view, keeping her hand on Smoke's shoulder, moving a bit closer a few moments after they are out of sight. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect that. Her."
Smoke squints at the spot the vampyr had been in before leaving and then turns and looks at Naomi, "Nothing that is going on here is by accident I don't think. Skeelee just told me that a woman, dark haired and pale that had been browsing in the shop below left at the very same time Golya did. I think they used her to throw me off. I do believe him though, about the not being with Lillian and being independant. And I don't think he knew about the stones. We learned a lot tonight." He leans in and kisses her cheek. "And I think we learned a lot because you came with an army. Otherwise I think he..Golya would have played that entirely different."
Naomi smiles at Smoke, moving in frnt of him, putting one hand on each of his shoulders as she faces him. "Well, it is best that we didn't fight, then. I wouldn't have wanted anything to happen to Julie. Well, or Skeelle, but I doubt that woman could have done much to her." She leans in, giving Smoke a warm kiss, then a smile. "If they want to take you, they are going to have to come through me first. And I have a lot of friends." She looks up the the spirit floating above them, giving her a smile, to which the spirit responds with a nod, the group of them still maintaining a perimeter around the two.
Log ends.
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