Val spoke to a sergeant cop saying influential people told the cops to keep an eye on Brooklyn. Wait, that's our turf?
There was some kind of consideration about comparing "blood flavour" between the teen ghouls and the kid Jeanine sent Frankie as a present, but in the end we decided this was a stupid idea. So Val invited his sire Charlotte around to his place instead.
She, it turned out from Auspexing Malkavians keeping watch outside, had some kind of weird spiderweb looking red bond thing going on in her aura??? Marco (Val's ghoul) was puppeteered into relaying a warning message to Val from Julius ... and brings some girls from the club for people to snack on. Some might have done this more reluctantly than others.
Charlotte decided to have an impromptu Celerity training session with Frankie, because Jeanine is kind of a pretty shitty sire, so threw cutlery in the air for Frankie to catch. She was impressed that he managed to do this, even with a bit of a flair, that she let it slip that Jeanine is busy playing with a new toy. One she's planning on presenting at the next Elysium.
And then there was gunfire downtown and we were all on high alert ... A vampire gangster's life can be complicated. Although perhaps not quite as complicated as what was going on in our 1932 AU at the time, which is what the beginning of these quotes references.
Character therapy sessions, though? Those are awesome and come highly recommended.
“AltLottie wanted to kill Angela before it was cool!”
“Angela’s been played by three different people now, no wonder she’s a bit mindfucked.”
“Back in the 1920s, before everything’s gone to shit …”
Frankie: “Why am I not staying at my own place?! I have an apartment!”
Player: “Because of budgerigars.”
“No one’s seen Jeanine since Knifegate, okay?”
“Well, fuck. That wasn’t smart.”
GM: “Charlotte knows more than she’s letting on.”
Player: “Noooo.”
“If you want someone reliable, don’t ask a Malkavian.”
“Marco’s officially a muppet now.”
“A ghoul and a muppet. A ghuppet!”
Julius: “As you wish.”
Player: “We’ve gone full Princess Bride.”
Val: “Hey guys, get a room, we’ve got a war comin’.”
(informing the higher-ups of shit going down)
Vinnie: “You better get on with it, then.”
Player: “Oh fuck you! – This is why Lottie isn’t allowed to talk to him.”
“Why would you say that?! There are dice involved in this game!”
GM: “There’s gonna be enough guns to start a new country at Rusty’s place.”
“Everyone knows nothing goes as well with a gunfight as a big cup of tea.”
“Is it time for ‘what have we learned from tonight’s fuck-ups’?”
“We have character therapy sessions in order for us to not go loopy. It doesn’t really work.”
“The GM is thinking of having us committed, maybe we should change topic?”
“What elder god is Jason Momoa’s wife sacrificing to? And can I have their number?”
“I don’t know if Bakewell is too sickly for breakfast.”
“Says the guy who has Crunchy Nut Cornflakes.”
“Yeah, but that’s different.”
To be continued!
