Julius
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(4/29/06 8:47 am)
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Game Session 5
It never goes my way…
I had tonight a desire for answers, a hunger to know, and I had a way to find out. I decided to pay Miss Cleo a little visit after noticing her and some fruit cake attempting to make their way into Elysium. I questioned her about who Caius and Monçada were; two names I retrieved from the underworld. Much to my surprise, she knew them both. Kius is apparently some super Nossie that is made up of rats, which is pretty fucking cool, but he apparently doesn’t like me… it must have been him chasing me in the sewers. I think.
The other name, Monçada, is apparently someone affiliated with the Sabbat. What a fucking nugget… apparently, this shiesty mother fucking “Ventrue priest” is not a Ventrue priest. For those of you who just joined us… that makes him a fucking Sabbat spy! Holy shit! I have got to nail him with this, he’ll love it!
After Cleo and her “guy” tried to give me a make over for Elysium, I notice Færber roll up in his fancy car. A fucking show off, this guy. Anyway, he and I have a little conversation in his car about the same two names and the painting of the guy in my dream. He took it off my hands to get examined so he can find out for me who the guy is and who painted it. Unfortunately, he wasn’t much help concerning the names, but I have a feeling I’ll be getting an answer about the painting in at least two weeks. He’s also going to update my inventory a little bit with a nice, shiny, new gun and a “cell phone”. Apparently, a cell phone is like a normal phone, but you can take it with you. I think I’ve heard of them before, I just never really cared is all. Also, he mentioned that it’ll be “untraceable”… whatever that means.
So Desmond and I headed over to his little establishment in DC, some place called BlackWater Security. I guess it’s some kind of security business or something, but knowing Dessie there’s no doubt tons of crap inside. We finished our small transactions inside and Færber decided to drag me along in a little trip into a snake nest. Literally. He apparently has some business with Settites and wants me to come along. Keep in mind, I ain’t going because he’s my buddy; I’m going to insure the snakes don’t tread on our deal. So we hop in the car, and get down to their nest. My rat friend even came… I know, a rat in the snake nest… how quaint. Nothing of consequence really happened down there… except that statue. In the basement, there was this statue, really beautiful, that I think was watching me. It was like it was alive, but when I’d look at it, it didn’t move… Even as we speak I’m concocting a plan to take care of this; Nikoli’s Sandstone could make some good evidence to plant in their little ‘church’.
Me and Desmond headed back to his facility to go have a meeting with Cleo. Apparently, she investigated my vandalism and theft and is coming to get the painting back. Fucking bitch ought to mind her own fucking business. No one crosses a fucking Ravnos and walks away with the last laugh. Fucking bitch is going to wish I had taken the fucking painting just so she can realize she doesn’t need it. The creepiest part of all of it was that Desmond stood up for me, which means he knows something I don’t. Fuck.
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