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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jun 30, 2011 21:59:44 GMT -5
Lucian looked to M&M with an air of concern about his face, though upon the entrance of His Bishop Marcus he'd bow at his approach. "We don't mind it at all Sir Bishop. You speak the truth and I'm sure we can fix this, or make it work for our benefit. If anything we'll just need to call off the old Elysium at the mansion, and use the Mosque as our decoy."
He'd turn to his childe; Thaddeus, and bring a hand to his shoulder "Powers of observation, my childe, powers. I do hope you don't mind being my 'agent' for the coming court." He brought his other hand upon his other shoulder, "Sure you'll have to miss out on the court- but I'm sure you understand the severity of our situation. We'll be in constant contact- and if you catch any sign of the Brood or VII you'll report it immediately."
His attention went to Clouse, and he'd motion his hand towards the table; "Clouse, our back up map please."
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Post by Clouse or Dale on Jun 30, 2011 22:24:52 GMT -5
Out of his back pocket he pulls a crinkled map and unfolds setting it down. "Sir any plans where abouts town north south or east" he points to each direction
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jun 30, 2011 22:30:54 GMT -5
"Not off hand. Although it might be a good idea to round up as many possible meeting places as possible amongst the group. It's never a bad thing to have plans B-Z, and then onto A1-Z1 to boot." He'd pull out a marker, remembering a fairly large park towards the south-eastern-center of Novi, circling the area.
"We could use this park for Rendezvous, [Blah Park], if we get separated."
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Post by Clouse or Dale on Jun 30, 2011 22:34:34 GMT -5
"Sounds good, oh but I just thought that we might want to get new cellular devices just incase to make sure we are not tracked
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jun 30, 2011 22:53:45 GMT -5
"That... Is not a bad idea. Spread the word, and see how people feel about such a plan. Very nice, my friend." A genuine look of pride and agreement came over his pale visage as he'd bring a hand to Clouse's shoulder and pat him twice.
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 1, 2011 0:25:05 GMT -5
Thaddeus nodded to his sire and rested himself in a chair along the back wall watching everyone. after a few minutes of them pulling out the map and staring at it talking to each other he pulls out a bag adn then bits of metal adn parts and begins assebling his sires new gun as an early surprise for him..he even engraves Lucians name into the barrel with paladin on the other side.
after assembling the weapon fully he approches his sire with the gun and sets it on the table. Its a beautiful piece of work for any gunman he thought to himself. nodding at his sire he said "as you requested my lord"
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Post by Psisoviet on Jul 1, 2011 1:16:36 GMT -5
aye prince, if such is your demand. i shall set about the mansion making it elesium, and a worth while one at that. what are your feelings on boobytrapping the manse? And i'll go out and get cells for everyone as well.
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Post by sinoxide on Jul 1, 2011 12:01:25 GMT -5
-idly finishing her calming down she listens to all the conversations going around, then watches Thaddeus make the beautiful gun with a surgens interest, as he crafted the beautiful weapon it made her smile as all the intricate detail was put into the outer shell and how the parts all go together. (oogles) She also studies the new childe of the prince, as he has put so much faith into a person he knows only so much about, as well as the rest of the family, always watching and always observing their actions and how they speak, creating the trends that bind them to whom they are so as to better know thy friend or thy enemy. This interest in watching people made her face blank and near unreadable, it wasnt her normal face you'd see but you could always tell something was making the gears turn. And on that note, she moves towards thaddeus' location and plops down into a cross legged seated position and leaned back to put weight on her hands that held her up at her backside-
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 1, 2011 23:10:33 GMT -5
<Booby Traps were already discussed, continuing as such.>
"Thank you and Bless you, my childe. No, indeed, you are my son." Lucian's eyes lit up like fires blazing in the night, his vitae boiling by the sheer joy this piece of practical artwork had brought to his empty heart. This echo had been so intense that he took upon himself the blush of life as he'd lift and handle the gun.
As he expected, it was calibrated and surely fitted to his grip and aiming style. The laser sighting was sharp yet replaceable if need be, and it's black metal frame was accentuated by the golden etchings of his name and his title. He couldn't help but look awestruck by the professionalism of it's craftsmanship. If anything, this would be the gun to mark his place here, his signature shining extension of what remained of his damned soul. It represented a part of him, his beast, that was not only deadly but also noble in it's own way- the way it should be handled.
Truly, he could not praise his Childe any more, his eyes still alight with the power of his vitae, an orange and red flame of blood.
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 1, 2011 23:29:47 GMT -5
" im very glad you like it sire. I fitted it exactly as you have requested and some. And im honored to be the son of a man as noble, and caring a prince as you" as he says this he kind of bows to one knee quickly...unsure of what made him feel inclined to do this.
To show his loyalty..that was something thaddeus grew up being forced to do. Now he does it willingly, out of sheer love for the man that changed his life in every way.
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 2, 2011 0:11:05 GMT -5
"You give me too much credit, my Childe." He says while still eying his precious weapon, a tool for God's work. It felt like it was just another part of his hand, or, at least that was just how he felt about it. "You are my only childe, it is only right that you are treated and taught with the best respects in mind."
Lucian clicked the safety into place openly, showing every one that it was not live before spinning it about his fingers and his hands. The feeling of wielding it only aided his desire, no, his resolve to serve his Family well. He had not felt so tied to fellow kindred most of his life, and this gun seemed to represent that innate trust he felt he was receiving from most- almost all of his fellow childer.
"Hoc dixero tool dexteram Dei, non Deus in manu ejus annulum de mysteriis Longinus benedictionibus suis ab alto est. Deus in machina, machinae, et sancta nostra fatum." He spoke in Latin, unable to let what it symbolized leave his cold Damned soul. The danse Macabre had just begun again, as he was indeed ALIVE again.
<Latin speakers understood him saying; "I shall call this tool the right Hand of God, though not God's hand, it shall ring out his blessings from the deep mysteries of Longinus himself. God within the machine, of the machine, and by our holy fate.">
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Post by Lord Seamus Mcfee on Jul 2, 2011 14:18:10 GMT -5
((you guys are the best sanctified EVER))
Thaddeus smiles as his sire plays with his new tool for god, as he says. he steps back a ways as to show the prince some respect and sits. looking around at everyone still here and pulling out what looks like a blade but unlike any you have ever seen...the curves remind you of a zwahinder but it is as small as a saber, and yet looks more durible then any katana
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Post by Lucian D'Revere on Jul 4, 2011 12:15:17 GMT -5
((Don't know how this got locked, but it's open again. ))
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Post by sinoxide on Jul 4, 2011 15:37:38 GMT -5
as another day passes, you can find M&M moving out of the shadows in the space between the Shoppe and the Cruicidrink.
-Very few know of her wherabouts but she tends to make a daily set of visits to the kindred, growing fonder and more weary of a select few. As it is a very auspicious day, she has decided to dress up a little more, being a holiday and all for the humankind. She walks over to the Cruicidrink where she can always find a Lucian a majority of the time and a Clouse whom she has catching up to do with-
<as she approaches the Cruicidrink she finds Clouse almost immediately, then follows him into the managers office where she stumbled into a new acquaintence>
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Post by sinoxide on Jul 9, 2011 10:25:08 GMT -5
<a new day arrives, shortly after the meeting, after the kindred all went down below into the sewers and encountered foes. Unnoticed to all apparently, M&M didnt leave with everyone.
-after the turn of events she realized her own weaknesses, and was infuriated with herself. She wasnt always a combat monkey so to speak, she was a bombs expert, and very good at throwing any random object at an opponent. She hung around the spine crawling sewers, with all the damp walls and sewer sludge that would make any person want to vomit upon the feeling of it meeting the skin.
After the fight with the one that moved extremely quick, she wanted to train in the Auspex discipline, and mayhaps improve her weaponery skills so as to not be left with throwing items alone. So with this known to herself, she set out to do improvements, starting with the darkness of the sewers that she just returned to after the day hours had finished.-
"darkness such as this may be an equal to some peoples hearts these days, lest the moon shine it away at the intervals of sewer caps..." she mildly giggled to herself, knowing fully well the map that Doctor Colbane had supplied them through her Eidetic memory.
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