(uhm... stuff!!!! will edit when i have a better picture of events)
Rashid and most of his pack were just "blocks" away from the strip club in the Shadow. They were all enjoying the time outside, joking with each other, laughing, imagining how many pieces we can tear these assholes into. They needed to go in and burn off the anxiety of a stressful day. Have some fun. Kill a little time. But they needed to wait until the place was 'employees only.' Until then, clearing this place out would be the best start. The fewer spirits urging on the herd, the quicker the place would empty out. Rashid just wished he knew some disquiet and anxiety leeches to help him out.
"Alright guys, simple task here, clear out those pesky pleasure spirits, move em out of the area. We deal with this side until the sting happens out at the warehouse. I'd bet money that soon as these guys hear about it they'll take some sort of action. If they leave, we chase. If they close up, we tear them apart. If guys come out from the warehouse that aren't caught, stop them from regrouping."
"Alright guys, simple task here, clear out those pesky pleasure spirits, move em out of the area. We deal with this side until the sting happens out at the warehouse. I'd bet money that soon as these guys hear about it they'll take some sort of action. If they leave, we chase. If they close up, we tear them apart. If guys come out from the warehouse that aren't caught, stop them from regrouping."
Luke padded along with his pack mates. It had been a very long day, they were all getting weary and edgy but this had to be done before their enemies had a chance to strike back. At least most of them were there and there was strength in numbers, especially when it came to a pack of Uratha. He would have rather burst out of the Hisil with fangs and claws bared making the people inside scatter like rats but that was too loud. Luke was itching to be loud, they'd had to be quiet in their hunts but he wanted to scare someone, see them shake before he sunk his teeth in.
”Are we going in with fangs bared or what? Has anyone done any peaking there to see exactly what we are up against? These kinds of places generate a lot of emotions I'm sure.” Luke said, not liking to suggest caution but spirits could be more dangerous than men with guns if they were the wrong kind.
”Are we going in with fangs bared or what? Has anyone done any peaking there to see exactly what we are up against? These kinds of places generate a lot of emotions I'm sure.” Luke said, not liking to suggest caution but spirits could be more dangerous than men with guns if they were the wrong kind.
"Honestly, I'd love the same, but there's too many people that aren't involved. We can wait until the police make their move on the other side. While we do, we should clear out as many spirits from this side as we can, make the herd less likely to stay the whole night if they aren't in it for the fun they expect. If anyone else has an idea to clear the place out, pitch it."
The 'building' as they saw it crept into view, it's pulsing frame oozing with the primal forces that lust brought out. "We'll have our chance for the terror. I have someone in mind." Rashid's mind wandered as they get closer. They had work to do, but hopefully they would get to 'play' a bit too. Someone deserved an Uratha game.
The 'building' as they saw it crept into view, it's pulsing frame oozing with the primal forces that lust brought out. "We'll have our chance for the terror. I have someone in mind." Rashid's mind wandered as they get closer. They had work to do, but hopefully they would get to 'play' a bit too. Someone deserved an Uratha game.
Helen wasn't sure either. But the people and spirits inside needed to die. And they needed to die hours ago. Especially Lex, who'd been here when she attacked them the night before. He was vile, he'd enjoyed hurting the old man, and reveled in hurting Helen while she was defenseless.
"In Luke's vision, the spirits came across through a Locus. Why not just walk in, sit down and put our feet up. What are they going to do? Call for the back up we're having arrested?" she offered. Made sense to her, especially if it meant those goons would be carrying unregistered guns as the police came down on them.
"I mean, obviously we wait for Rose to let us know it went down. Watch the fuckers squirm as they realize they're out gunned and about to die." she nearly blushed at swearing out of the blue like that, but she was so ready to kill someone and put the day behind her.
"In Luke's vision, the spirits came across through a Locus. Why not just walk in, sit down and put our feet up. What are they going to do? Call for the back up we're having arrested?" she offered. Made sense to her, especially if it meant those goons would be carrying unregistered guns as the police came down on them.
"I mean, obviously we wait for Rose to let us know it went down. Watch the fuckers squirm as they realize they're out gunned and about to die." she nearly blushed at swearing out of the blue like that, but she was so ready to kill someone and put the day behind her.
Rory pulled up with Riley and Randy.
the others should be waiting for us on the other side. Wait out here in the car until I step outside again. That'll be the signal that Rose has kicked off her side of things.
Rory stepped out of the car and meandered around a bit fidgeting with his phone more interested with it than the world around him, until he caught his pack mates gathered on the other side. He pointed over to the car with Riley and Randy in it so they'd know what they had in the real world. Then he turned around and walked into the strip joint.
Rory was assaulted with low lighting that occasionally flashed in time with, and probably to distract from, the noise that passed for music in the place. The place wasn't packed, but it wasn't empty. Is that normal for a strip joint? I guess being too crowded would be a bit counterproductive in a place that wanted to charge for having folks rub up against you. Rory walked past the bouncer without a second glance. Just another John who couldn't get a date in real life. Rory fit right in he was sad to admit. Rory picked out a table and sat down. How did this place work, did they have waitresses? Oh well. The place smelt of old sweat, cheap perfume and pheromones. Rory did his best to blend in which he guessed was watch one of the girls grind a pole. He quickly got lost in thought. Her athleticism was impressive. How many calories did she have to eat to maintain the balance between what she worked off and maintaining her figure? How many g forces is she pulling in that spin? Someone had been talking to him and he snapped out of his reverie.
the others should be waiting for us on the other side. Wait out here in the car until I step outside again. That'll be the signal that Rose has kicked off her side of things.
Rory stepped out of the car and meandered around a bit fidgeting with his phone more interested with it than the world around him, until he caught his pack mates gathered on the other side. He pointed over to the car with Riley and Randy in it so they'd know what they had in the real world. Then he turned around and walked into the strip joint.
Rory was assaulted with low lighting that occasionally flashed in time with, and probably to distract from, the noise that passed for music in the place. The place wasn't packed, but it wasn't empty. Is that normal for a strip joint? I guess being too crowded would be a bit counterproductive in a place that wanted to charge for having folks rub up against you. Rory walked past the bouncer without a second glance. Just another John who couldn't get a date in real life. Rory fit right in he was sad to admit. Rory picked out a table and sat down. How did this place work, did they have waitresses? Oh well. The place smelt of old sweat, cheap perfume and pheromones. Rory did his best to blend in which he guessed was watch one of the girls grind a pole. He quickly got lost in thought. Her athleticism was impressive. How many calories did she have to eat to maintain the balance between what she worked off and maintaining her figure? How many g forces is she pulling in that spin? Someone had been talking to him and he snapped out of his reverie.
Rashid walked into the pulsating structure on high alert, Luke and Helen just behind him. Just walking through the doors was an orgasmic conglomeration of sensations, the place itself was alive. Inside, dizzying colors were splashed across the walls in ever shifting patterns. He'd seen it once before, but it was so differnt now. Where dozens of lesser spirits had thrived on the waking energy of humans across the Gauntlet, was now a place where only a scarce few survived. There were wisps of the barely awakened, but the place was devoid of the myriads it had only a night or two ago.
At the center of the particularly small host lay one in particular that lay, gorged on essence. Clearly bigger and more powerful than the rest, it's influence was dangerous levels if left unchecked, and there were no. "That. That is what we want out of here before we get moving. Find them, something has destroyed everything this place was. These ones have become fat off of the essence here. Rip them to pieces. We'll bring some sense of balance to this place. Once this problem is gone, we'll enjoy the night and see how comfortable our hosts can act while we wait." His bulk shifted, grew more massive as muscles swelled under his skin and Dalu took form.
At the center of the particularly small host lay one in particular that lay, gorged on essence. Clearly bigger and more powerful than the rest, it's influence was dangerous levels if left unchecked, and there were no. "That. That is what we want out of here before we get moving. Find them, something has destroyed everything this place was. These ones have become fat off of the essence here. Rip them to pieces. We'll bring some sense of balance to this place. Once this problem is gone, we'll enjoy the night and see how comfortable our hosts can act while we wait." His bulk shifted, grew more massive as muscles swelled under his skin and Dalu took form.
initiative to tearing them apart
Alric2114: 1D10+3+3+3 → 15
Luke hunkered down in his massive Urshul form since the four-legged form would be easier to fight in with his injuries. Patiently he waited for the signal to go, ready to sound out the charge.
Initiative
Alric4822 rolls 1d10+4 = 7 (3 + 4) #Luke's Initiative
Alric4822 rolls 1d10+4 = 7 (3 + 4) #Luke's Initiative
Becca sat in her little blue classic Subaru at watched the front of the neon flashing building. Dropped her cheeseburger on the seat, she quickly snapped up her camera and snapped a new shots of it's newest guest, some lanky redhead. He looks familiar. She mused to herself before almost snorting out some coke as she looked at the view screen. Holy shit! That's Rose's brother. Becca was almost surprised, he didn't seem at all like the type to be frequenting strip clubs, but then again those nerdy types got lonely too.
After listening to the police scanner and nearly tripping over a broken doll in the street, Becca had pieced together that something was going down at the Dollhouse. It'd been a long evening but she'd gotten quite a few good photos of notorious gang members wandering around the place and of the "New Ownership" sign.
Her mind had wandered back to the scene at the hospital a few times but she had decided that it wasn't something she was going to worry about at the moment. You saw it, you knew and you should have warned him. There was nothing she could do now, and it wasn't like she could have called Rashid up and told him he was about to have someone he cared about land i the hospital. She as weird enough as it was, there was no need to go around flaunting it.
The tattooed guy was outside on his phone again, looking really pissed. Becca had a hunch he was someone important in the gang but didn't know who exactly. Tomorrow I'll call Rose and have her take a look at what I got.
Once again she pondered if she could make it inside the building. If she just walked in, she'd stick out like a sore thumb because the only women in there were the dancers. Huh, I wonder how often new girls walk in looking for a job?
After listening to the police scanner and nearly tripping over a broken doll in the street, Becca had pieced together that something was going down at the Dollhouse. It'd been a long evening but she'd gotten quite a few good photos of notorious gang members wandering around the place and of the "New Ownership" sign.
Her mind had wandered back to the scene at the hospital a few times but she had decided that it wasn't something she was going to worry about at the moment. You saw it, you knew and you should have warned him. There was nothing she could do now, and it wasn't like she could have called Rashid up and told him he was about to have someone he cared about land i the hospital. She as weird enough as it was, there was no need to go around flaunting it.
The tattooed guy was outside on his phone again, looking really pissed. Becca had a hunch he was someone important in the gang but didn't know who exactly. Tomorrow I'll call Rose and have her take a look at what I got.
Once again she pondered if she could make it inside the building. If she just walked in, she'd stick out like a sore thumb because the only women in there were the dancers. Huh, I wonder how often new girls walk in looking for a job?
Rashid ran full tilt at the semi-humanoid spirit that lay there, seemingly unaware of the three Uratha With a wild yell, Rashid leaped into the air, arm cocked back. The instant he landed, he pivoted on his feet and hurled the first punch into the thing's chest. It's limbs flailed as he impacted, a look of surprise, pain, and sudden fear in it's eyes as it realized there were still two more hungry wolves behind the Dalu that was grinning like a madman in it's face, rearing back and laughing in frenzied excitement.
firstblow
Alric9112: 10D10M8 → 3
( (8 10 1 4 5 4 9 1 2 5 6 → 3 success(es) against 8) ) 4 damage
( (8 10 1 4 5 4 9 1 2 5 6 → 3 success(es) against 8) ) 4 damage
In a fright, the spirit's only reaction was to blast Rashid with a burst of essence, causing the Boxer's wildest sexual fantasies to flash across his mind.
dicestuff
Alric8788 rolls 5d10m8 = 2 #rapture on Rashid
RAPTURE
The spirit forces a response from the pleasure centers of
a living being’s brain, granting ecstatic visions, a feeling of
communion with the universe, and sensations of bliss. The
Numen costs 2 Essence to activate. If successful, the victim
suffers the Stunned Tilt (p. 313). If the victim fails a Resolve
+ Primal Urge roll, she gains a temporary Condition for the
spirit’s Power in days, in a form that binds her closer to the
spirit’s wishes. Uratha do not add Primal Urge to their resistance
roll against this Numen if it is used by a Lune.
STUNNED
Description: Your character is dazed and unable to think
straight. Maybe her vision blurs. If she’s stunned as a result of
a blow to the head, she’s probably got a concussion.
Effect: A character with the Stunned Tilt loses her next
action, and halves her Defense until she can next act.
Causing the Tilt: A character can be stunned by any
attack that does at least as much damage as her Size in a
single hit. Some weapons have a “stun” special ability. These
double the weapon modifier only for the purpose of working
out whether the attacker inflicts the Stunned Tilt. Attacks
against the target’s head (see “Specified Targets,” p. 168) count
the character’s Size as one lower for the purposes of this Tilt.
The Storyteller might determine that additional effects cause
this Tilt, like being caught in the blast area of an explosion.
Ending the Tilt: The effects of this Tilt normally only
last for a single turn. The character can end the Tilt during
her own action by reflexively spending a point of Willpower
to gather her wits, though she suffers a –3 modifier to any
actions she takes that turn.
Alric8788 rolls 5d10m8 = 2 #rapture on Rashid
RAPTURE
The spirit forces a response from the pleasure centers of
a living being’s brain, granting ecstatic visions, a feeling of
communion with the universe, and sensations of bliss. The
Numen costs 2 Essence to activate. If successful, the victim
suffers the Stunned Tilt (p. 313). If the victim fails a Resolve
+ Primal Urge roll, she gains a temporary Condition for the
spirit’s Power in days, in a form that binds her closer to the
spirit’s wishes. Uratha do not add Primal Urge to their resistance
roll against this Numen if it is used by a Lune.
STUNNED
Description: Your character is dazed and unable to think
straight. Maybe her vision blurs. If she’s stunned as a result of
a blow to the head, she’s probably got a concussion.
Effect: A character with the Stunned Tilt loses her next
action, and halves her Defense until she can next act.
Causing the Tilt: A character can be stunned by any
attack that does at least as much damage as her Size in a
single hit. Some weapons have a “stun” special ability. These
double the weapon modifier only for the purpose of working
out whether the attacker inflicts the Stunned Tilt. Attacks
against the target’s head (see “Specified Targets,” p. 168) count
the character’s Size as one lower for the purposes of this Tilt.
The Storyteller might determine that additional effects cause
this Tilt, like being caught in the blast area of an explosion.
Ending the Tilt: The effects of this Tilt normally only
last for a single turn. The character can end the Tilt during
her own action by reflexively spending a point of Willpower
to gather her wits, though she suffers a –3 modifier to any
actions she takes that turn.
Rashid's Reaction
Alric9580: 3D10M8 → 2
Helen was done being a victim as she entered the killing form. She surged past Rashid to take down the furthest spirit from them before it had a chance to flee. Her vision was already nearly red with Rage, and she embraced it.
dice
Alric8788 rolls 5d10m8 = 2 #spirit2dnd
Alric8788 rolls 8d10m8 = 3 #Helendnd
Helen wins with the intent to kill the spirit so it dies.
Helen earns the pack 2 beats and loses Symbolic Focus
Alric8788 rolls 5d10m8 = 2 #spirit2dnd
Alric8788 rolls 8d10m8 = 3 #Helendnd
Helen wins with the intent to kill the spirit so it dies.
Helen earns the pack 2 beats and loses Symbolic Focus
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Helen tore the spirit to shreds, drinking deeply of it's essence. A rush of lusty thoughts filled her mind, but were quickly crushed under the intense Rage she was experiencing in Gauru form. She howled her anger as she searched for more targets.
Helen tore the spirit to shreds, drinking deeply of it's essence. A rush of lusty thoughts filled her mind, but were quickly crushed under the intense Rage she was experiencing in Gauru form. She howled her anger as she searched for more targets.
Randy laughed, giving Riley an elbow to the shoulder and pointed at their packmate Rory walking into strip club. Riley returned the grin and even gave a short chuckle.
Then the pair got out of the car and strolled up to the entrance themselves. The Red Scorpion apparently recognized them and eyed them warily. Randy met the man's gaze, reached his giant hand out and made a soft fist, before jerking it back and forth. That got a chuckle from Riley as the bouncer rolled his eyes and let them through.
Riley picked Rory out like a sore thumb and sat down, and ordered a round of beer. He had to dissuade Randy from ordering wings before they finally let the girl head off.
After a time, they drew the attention of one fat son of a bitch.
"You boys taking your gay friend to see some titties?" he asked, rather tough since last they met. Randy guffawed and slapped Rory on the back. Riley however, wasn't having that shit and his look froze Slug in his place.
"How much is ya'lls overhead in this joint, Slug? I mean, what's your books look like?" he asked. Slug looked confused, and bristled a bit.
"Ain't none of your business, Riley." he said, thinking better of a few choicer words. Riley put his hands up in mock surrender.
"Aight nigga. Maybe I'll look at the books after ya'll ain't here no more. Gotta a little Asian back at the outreach who's good with numbers, ya know?" he said with a grin.
"Said you gave him a box earlier. Said you smelled like taint too. Well do he Rory, you smell better than I do." he let the threat hang in the open.
Then the pair got out of the car and strolled up to the entrance themselves. The Red Scorpion apparently recognized them and eyed them warily. Randy met the man's gaze, reached his giant hand out and made a soft fist, before jerking it back and forth. That got a chuckle from Riley as the bouncer rolled his eyes and let them through.
Riley picked Rory out like a sore thumb and sat down, and ordered a round of beer. He had to dissuade Randy from ordering wings before they finally let the girl head off.
After a time, they drew the attention of one fat son of a bitch.
"You boys taking your gay friend to see some titties?" he asked, rather tough since last they met. Randy guffawed and slapped Rory on the back. Riley however, wasn't having that shit and his look froze Slug in his place.
"How much is ya'lls overhead in this joint, Slug? I mean, what's your books look like?" he asked. Slug looked confused, and bristled a bit.
"Ain't none of your business, Riley." he said, thinking better of a few choicer words. Riley put his hands up in mock surrender.
"Aight nigga. Maybe I'll look at the books after ya'll ain't here no more. Gotta a little Asian back at the outreach who's good with numbers, ya know?" he said with a grin.
"Said you gave him a box earlier. Said you smelled like taint too. Well do he Rory, you smell better than I do." he let the threat hang in the open.
So much for stay in the car until I give you the signal. Well, such is life.
Rory leaned back and took a whiff of the place. The musk of the place filled his nostrils.
This whole place smells like poor life choices and lack of daddy's love. Rory leaned forward closer to Slug and gave a theatrical sniff again. Slug smelled of bad b.o., stale tobacco, and sex. But you. You just smell like disappointment. he said with disdain.
Rory leaned back in his chair and turned his gaze back to the gyrating figure on the stage. Giving off the definite body language that whoever this person was he wasn't even worth Rory's time. The lights were really too harsh for her complexion, made her looked a little washed out, maybe a blue filter on the light over there...
Rory leaned back and took a whiff of the place. The musk of the place filled his nostrils.
This whole place smells like poor life choices and lack of daddy's love. Rory leaned forward closer to Slug and gave a theatrical sniff again. Slug smelled of bad b.o., stale tobacco, and sex. But you. You just smell like disappointment. he said with disdain.
Rory leaned back in his chair and turned his gaze back to the gyrating figure on the stage. Giving off the definite body language that whoever this person was he wasn't even worth Rory's time. The lights were really too harsh for her complexion, made her looked a little washed out, maybe a blue filter on the light over there...
Slug's eyes widened, as he realized what they meant... That Rory wasn't like normal people, and that these were that blonde bitch's friends. He began to sweat more than Randy and Riley thought was possible.
"L-look, I don't know what you a-asholes think I did or didn't do, but I ain't initiated into the inner circle like Lex. I do know, ya'll ain't supposed to be too fond of this though." he said, reaching into the front of his shirt and making the first of many mistakes of the night.
Riley felt a burning flash of Rage as the silver cross came out in the fat man's sausage fingers. The change came over him suddenly, and he was on his feet before Randy or Rory had time to react. Clawed hands snatched around Slug's throat as the Devil came out of Riley. An old gangster like Slug knew the whispers, the reason a big son of a bitch like O-Train listened to a little junkie like Randy. But seeing it first hand, feeling the steel grip around his neck....
"L-look, I don't know what you a-asholes think I did or didn't do, but I ain't initiated into the inner circle like Lex. I do know, ya'll ain't supposed to be too fond of this though." he said, reaching into the front of his shirt and making the first of many mistakes of the night.
Riley felt a burning flash of Rage as the silver cross came out in the fat man's sausage fingers. The change came over him suddenly, and he was on his feet before Randy or Rory had time to react. Clawed hands snatched around Slug's throat as the Devil came out of Riley. An old gangster like Slug knew the whispers, the reason a big son of a bitch like O-Train listened to a little junkie like Randy. But seeing it first hand, feeling the steel grip around his neck....
Luke loped his way across the Hisil in the wake of his packmates, still a touch slow from his injuries but the excitement of the kill quickly overtaking his senses. He was already following Rashid’s lead to the first spirit when he saw the massive form of Helen’s Gauru go crashing onto the farthest spirit. This was what she did, these were the Bone Shadow’s chosen prey so even though he kept her within his vision he let her take on the far one alone and kept his original path to join Rashid.
As he reached the spirit, Luke hunkered down to put his weight into the leap as he lurched forward to sink his fangs into the creature's unguarded side, snarling loudly as they made contact.
As he reached the spirit, Luke hunkered down to put his weight into the leap as he lurched forward to sink his fangs into the creature's unguarded side, snarling loudly as they made contact.
Dice
Alric4177 rolls 6d10m8 = 3 ( (1 4 8 5 8 8 → 3 success(es) against 8) ) ones:1 #lukebite
Alric4177 rolls 6d10m8 = 3 ( (1 4 8 5 8 8 → 3 success(es) against 8) ) ones:1 #lukebite
A brief flash blinded Rashid,
and he was suddenly watching himself running deep into the forest, coiled muscles rippling under the dark mottled fur of his Urshul skin as he wove between the trees. A crystalline laugh broke through the silence as a blonde woman gripped tight to his scruff, her graceful body exposed to the radiance of a full moon. The pair flew across the landscape, free from the world. Nothing could hold them back, no chains, no fear.
Deep into the woods they fled, until they reached a solitary opening in a grove of young oaks. Tentatively, the great wolf walked across the grasses as his companion dismounted. The two turned to face one another as it's skin shifted and flowed into that of a muscular moor with dark, feral eyes. With sure hands, he lifted his partner up as she twined her legs around his torso, locking them into a carnal embrace that promised so much more. They drifted slowly down onto the soft pasture, with him poised above her vulnerable frame. A moment's hesitation between the lovers, he felt her quiver under him, and as he descended upon her...
Rashid shook his head, a fog lifting as his eyes refocused. A sense of disappointment pierced through him, as his body throbbed with anticipation. Then, a flash of anger, as he realized that he had been suckered. His claws pierced through the thing's chest as Rashid sought release, and found it. Out of the corner of his vision, he saw the third spirit as it retreated towards a locus point in the club.
and he was suddenly watching himself running deep into the forest, coiled muscles rippling under the dark mottled fur of his Urshul skin as he wove between the trees. A crystalline laugh broke through the silence as a blonde woman gripped tight to his scruff, her graceful body exposed to the radiance of a full moon. The pair flew across the landscape, free from the world. Nothing could hold them back, no chains, no fear.
Deep into the woods they fled, until they reached a solitary opening in a grove of young oaks. Tentatively, the great wolf walked across the grasses as his companion dismounted. The two turned to face one another as it's skin shifted and flowed into that of a muscular moor with dark, feral eyes. With sure hands, he lifted his partner up as she twined her legs around his torso, locking them into a carnal embrace that promised so much more. They drifted slowly down onto the soft pasture, with him poised above her vulnerable frame. A moment's hesitation between the lovers, he felt her quiver under him, and as he descended upon her...
Rashid shook his head, a fog lifting as his eyes refocused. A sense of disappointment pierced through him, as his body throbbed with anticipation. Then, a flash of anger, as he realized that he had been suckered. His claws pierced through the thing's chest as Rashid sought release, and found it. Out of the corner of his vision, he saw the third spirit as it retreated towards a locus point in the club.
blueballed anger
Willpower spent to act, essence to 8-again.
Alric1890: 7D10M8 → 1
( (3 5 5 9 2 6 2 → 1 success(es) against 8) )
Alric1890: 1D10M8 → 1( (8 → 1 success(es) against 8) )
2 successes+1 damage claws+1 damage dig deep=4 Rashid is Fulfilled.
Alric1890: 7D10M8 → 1
( (3 5 5 9 2 6 2 → 1 success(es) against 8) )
Alric1890: 1D10M8 → 1( (8 → 1 success(es) against 8) )
2 successes+1 damage claws+1 damage dig deep=4 Rashid is Fulfilled.
As Helen tore the spirit apart a flash of movement caught her attention. Not pack, kill. Her mind managed to say and soon she was bounding after it.
Helen felt the locus, the back of her mind telling her this threat was about to elude her. Her rage wanted to seek a new target, one that was a threat, but she directed it to the spirit as it desperately tried to escape to the world of flesh.
Her claws tore into it, huge chunks flying off with a series of three vicious swipes. Finally she tore into it, tearing the essence free of it and ending the spirit permanently. Sighs of ecstasy filled the air but all Helen heard was the blood rushing in her ears. It took all of her control to calm her rage here, shifting herself back to Dalu and panting as she looked around.
Rashid and Luke weren't fighting anymore, the third spirit was dead at their feet, fading away as the last bits of essence leaked out of it's ruined frame.
She grinned, her whole body was tingling. The essence that had filled her body was making her flush now that the Rage had subsided. She knew exactly what she wanted to do.
She walked towards the boys as they shifted back to Hishu. They were reveling in the kill as Helen walked up. She strode past Rashid and pulled Luke's face level with hers and kissed him deeply for a long moment, before pulling away with a smile.
"Does this make us even?" she teased him, heart still racing.
dice
helen spends 1wp and rolls down n dirty with an intent to kill!
Alric5782 rolls 11d10m8 = 5 #helen
Alric5782 rolls 5d10m8 = 4 #spirit
It dies
exceptional success 1 beat. Siskur-dah 1 beat
helen spends 1wp and rolls down n dirty with an intent to kill!
Alric5782 rolls 11d10m8 = 5 #helen
Alric5782 rolls 5d10m8 = 4 #spirit
It dies
exceptional success 1 beat. Siskur-dah 1 beat
Helen felt the locus, the back of her mind telling her this threat was about to elude her. Her rage wanted to seek a new target, one that was a threat, but she directed it to the spirit as it desperately tried to escape to the world of flesh.
Her claws tore into it, huge chunks flying off with a series of three vicious swipes. Finally she tore into it, tearing the essence free of it and ending the spirit permanently. Sighs of ecstasy filled the air but all Helen heard was the blood rushing in her ears. It took all of her control to calm her rage here, shifting herself back to Dalu and panting as she looked around.
Rashid and Luke weren't fighting anymore, the third spirit was dead at their feet, fading away as the last bits of essence leaked out of it's ruined frame.
She grinned, her whole body was tingling. The essence that had filled her body was making her flush now that the Rage had subsided. She knew exactly what she wanted to do.
She walked towards the boys as they shifted back to Hishu. They were reveling in the kill as Helen walked up. She strode past Rashid and pulled Luke's face level with hers and kissed him deeply for a long moment, before pulling away with a smile.
"Does this make us even?" she teased him, heart still racing.
Rory, slowly rolling his neck over to look at Slug like the effort to turn his head properly just want’ worth the effort. You’re right. I’m not fond of miniature Roman torture devices. But I don’t think you want to discuss philosophy. He had to be careful, otherwise this would all go over the goon’s head. Riley, why don’t you have our “friend” sit down with us for a bit. I want to talk to him without the bouncer’s coming over and bothering us. Riley still staring death at Slugs quivering form pulled him into an empty chair; Slug’s quivering hands letting the impotent cross dangle on its chain down the front of his shirt. As he did so Rory turned his torso toward the table away from the dancing girl so he was facing Slug directly. Listen, buddy. I’m not sure if you were paying attention before, but I want you to pay attention now. You may have noticed one of my hands has been below the table this whole time. While I’m sure this is pretty normal for a place like this, what isn’t normal is that I am pointing a loaded .38 at your nut sack, and at this range I don’t even have to aim. If you enjoy your twig and berries you are going to do exactly what I say. First- you are going to stay sitting with me. If this changes at all, or you do anything I don’t like at all, then the first thing to go is going to be your wedding tackle. We clear? Good. Now, next you are going to call over your assistant manager or whatever the equivalent is, and you are going to close early for the night. A couple of high rollers- that’s us have just bought the place out for the night. We want a private show, so you kick the other Johns out of this place. You do that and we sit here and have a pleasant conversation all pleasant like. I’m going to tell you once that this is the best chance you have of walking out of here. It was all a lies of course. There was no gun and one way or the other Slug wasn’t walking out of here, but if he could clear out some of the bystanders then all the better. The one thing going for Slug was that Rory didn’t want to rip is throat out. At least not with his teeth, if he tasted half as bad as he smelled than Rory would probably vomit before he closed his jaws on that double chin.
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Rashid shook his head in disbelief. This girl was winding up so much more unpredictable than he thought. His body melted back into Hishu as he stepped over the disappearing body. They were close to a locus, which was unusual, since he didn't notice it until the spirit fled that way. Carefully, he let his sight gaze across the Gauntlet to see what they would be walking into.
What he saw shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did. Riley and Rory looked like they were going to rip into a fat, sweaty man near the bar. The dressing room was setting up for the next act, girls dressing 'down' to prepare for their part on stage, and at the center of it all, in the club's management office, was a rough looking tattooed man lounging back in a reclining chair as he got a blowjob from a brunette as he held her down by her hair.
"So, looks like there's a couple places we'll be fine walking into, we need to get Rory and Riley to slow down before they start something with so many witnesses. Oh, and by the way, dibs on the boss man covered in ink" Rashid pulled himself back and prepared himself for the crossing.
Moving from one side to the other was always a little...unnerving. Rashid wound up in a bathroom stall and flushed the toilet for good measure before stepping out into the club, putting a firm hand on his Dalu friend before sitting down himself, smirking at the whole setup. "Hey boys, I hope you aren't harassing the barkeep too much, yeah? We planned on making this a whole night ordeal, remember?"
What he saw shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did. Riley and Rory looked like they were going to rip into a fat, sweaty man near the bar. The dressing room was setting up for the next act, girls dressing 'down' to prepare for their part on stage, and at the center of it all, in the club's management office, was a rough looking tattooed man lounging back in a reclining chair as he got a blowjob from a brunette as he held her down by her hair.
"So, looks like there's a couple places we'll be fine walking into, we need to get Rory and Riley to slow down before they start something with so many witnesses. Oh, and by the way, dibs on the boss man covered in ink" Rashid pulled himself back and prepared himself for the crossing.
Moving from one side to the other was always a little...unnerving. Rashid wound up in a bathroom stall and flushed the toilet for good measure before stepping out into the club, putting a firm hand on his Dalu friend before sitting down himself, smirking at the whole setup. "Hey boys, I hope you aren't harassing the barkeep too much, yeah? We planned on making this a whole night ordeal, remember?"
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