Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:11:53 AM)
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Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:13:47 AM)
[Alrighty, so we're off to the lower ninth?]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:13:55 AM)
[ Roll? ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:14:10 AM)
[No Im asking, is he heading to the lower ninth upon awaking?]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:14:21 AM)
[ Yep! ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:14:29 AM)
[Ok lemme set the scene]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:20:11 AM)
The lower ninth was still a mashing of plant and metal, piles of garbage everywhere the eye happened to look. The decaying skeletons of houses still stood scattered around the neighborhoods as did other buildings, churches, schools, local corner stores, all abandoned and crumbling from the damage they received when Katrina hit. The stench of rot was very apparent in so many varieties it was hard to smell anything else. [Just after it hit: http://www.icochotnews.com/files/hotnews/u3/KatrinaDamage_1_.jpg and now: http://www.historycooperative.org/journals/jah/94.3/images/landphair_fig01b.jpg]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:23:30 AM)
Most of the streets were covered in rubble though they were driveable, having to manuaver around many displaced things through the ward. Where to begin his search was a rather large question for the Giovanni to answer as there looked to be so many possibilities if the Sabbat were infact here.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:24:19 AM)
Vitale saw fit to take his own vehicle, as it had the proper hidden locales for weapons and the sirens under the grille of the front and rear end in case shit got real. The Giovanni held his Desert Eagle beneath his thighs and the Ghouls did the same. The male up front, with Vitale and the female in the back behind tinted windows. He glanced briefly through the streets as they cruised along, twilight long gone, at about 35. Vents opened up to reveal outside scents, as terrible as they might have been, for proper investigation. The acute eyes of the Vampire trawled the land as they moved through, sticking mostly to the edges of the headlight's illumination. Figuring to start from the outside in, at the most decimated, the Mercedes began it's run near the coast.
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:28:09 AM)
As Vitale drove along he noticed a pattern. It was the same thing, street after street, neighborhood after neighborhood. Piles upon piles of crap that had yet to be trucked out of this area and would likely remain here for all time since the city didnt seem all to anxious to rebuild the area. Who could blame them really? Why make the same mistake again. [I want you to roll to see if he notices anything unusual or anything that sticks out]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:28:34 AM)
[diff 7 lets say because the area is so fuct as it is and its dark]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:28:58 AM)
[ Holy shit. Wow. 12/10/10 01:28:45 Vitale Giovanni rolls 8 dice vs. diff of 7 to Perception + Investigation!: 6, 7, 4, 2, 8, 4, 1, 3 : 1 successes ]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:30:05 AM)
The Italian is off his game this evening. His eyes cruise the locales but don't pick up on a whole lot. Maybe it's courting another Ghoul that has his mind on other things, maybe it's the gravity of the situation, that Sabbat might be around the area. But for some reason, he's not as keen as he normally is and barely notices things worthwhile that would generally jump out at him. As such, the grip on the custom handle of his Desert Eagle is lax at best.
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:34:20 AM)
As they drive through the area, the Giovannis right hand man gives his regnant a tap on the arm, pointing out the window. "Boss, slow down a sec..." Requesting Vitale slow enough so that he show the vampire what he had been pointing at. "Oh yeah, I see it too..." The womans voice from the backseat spoke up quickly. From within the car they could see a symbol which had been spraypainted on a lone wall, the rest of the building having fallen down. The symbol was painted with a bright red and appeared to be quite recent, least it seemed fresh by comparison to anything else. It was that of a rose, a large almost tribal shaped rose in bloom.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:36:30 AM)
As the
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:38:32 AM)
As the vehicle came to a halt, the Giovanni that didn't have a heartbeat glanced through the tinted window and took a moment to discern the symbol. A rose, in dilapidated locales. Not exactly something that you'd pick up on for a Gang sign. He licked his lips and turned to Enzo.* Get the vests out of the trunk and on. Might be Wetwork. Just in case, yanno. *Peering at the building, he searched it's exterior for more traces of what might be going on in it, or around it.*
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:45:06 AM)
As Enzo stepped out of the car, the ghoul walked around the back to the trunk, one hand moving vigorously infront of him as he swatted at something. He coughed as he choked on a bug, quickly pulling the vests out and taking a couple long swift steps back round to the drivers side, slidding into the car, the door shutting hard enough it rocked the vehicle. "Buon Dio, gli insetti là fuori sono pazzi ... e puzza di bruciato." Complaining of the stink and the amount of insects buzzing about outside.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:52:27 AM)
Not one to dive into any situation, the Giovanni remained behind the steel and glass of the vehicle's makeshift cover and inspected the outlying area curiously. He fished the weapon out of his lap as the two Ghouls put on their Kevlar intently.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 1:54:11 AM)
Stay tight. Let's give the area a run around. Enzo, watch back. Niccola, up. I got point. *He cruised towards the wall and looked about quietly, gun prepared along with the two Ghouls doing the same. The locks on the car door were invariably locked, too.*
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 1:58:48 AM)
As Vitale exited the vehicle the stench wafted into his nostrils. Unlike his ghouls, where they simply thought it was something foul, the Giovanni knew exactly what it was. Blood and lots of it. As he approached the wall the thickness of buzzing flies grew greater, zipping around him and his ghouls angrily having been disturbed. He could see it now, the clotting of blood on the wall. It wasnt spray paint. The fact that some of it was still sticky to the touch let him know it had been done fairly recent and as he took his last step the black shadowing on the pavement came alive as hundreds, maybe thousands of flies flew up into the air revealing a large puddle of crimson that was the reminants of what had dripped down the brick wall.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:01:34 AM)
*Nodding quietly, the Vampire looked to Enzo.* Get the Nikon and my bag from the car, and the flash too. Take a picture of the symbol, I'll get a blood sample and a couple flies. *The order given, Vitale was completely aware of the danger he faced. While the male returned to the car, he and the female were almost back to back in wait to get the sample and get the fuck back in the safety of the vehicle. This damn sure had to be Sabbat territory and he was going to fucking make it out alive. Well, figuratively.*
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:06:44 AM)
The wind shifted as they collected thier samples, Niccoletta quickly covering her nose. "Oh god, what is that? Oh I think Im going to be sick..." The woman wretching a moment. Enzo smelled it too, covering his mouth and nose as best he could with a sleeve. He handled it far better, perhaps because he'd seen his counterparts reaction before the scent had reached him, giving mere seconds to prepare for it. [Roll it my necromancer. He knows the smell - death rot. Its where its coming from Im having you roll for.]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:07:33 AM)
[ Per + Alert? ]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:07:49 AM)
[ Or Inv, with specialty Search? ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:08:03 AM)
[Whichever will give you a better chance ;) ]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:08:26 AM)
[ 12/10/10 02:08:19 Vitale Giovanni rolls 8 dice vs. diff of 6 to Perception + Investigation! What the f…: 4, 8, 8, 6, 2, 7, 6, 7 :6 successes ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:10:12 AM)
It took the Giovanni a moment to pinpoint where the smell was coming from. He knew it was terribly close by but turning 'round there was nowhere else it could have been except behind the wall they were standing beside.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:12:12 AM)
*Overdrive kicked in as he spoke in Italian with purpose.* Take the fucking picture, a dozen at least of the scene. Six with flash, six without. I'll take the sample, and we'll check the other side. Breathe through your mouths. *The expression and hushed tone given to Enzo was one of absolute business. Get the shit done or I'll kill you if whatever else out here doesn't kill us all.* After, we're checking behind.
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:16:41 AM)
They hurriedly got their samples and took their pictures, the flash illuminating the area far more then Vitale would probably like, alerting anything nearby of their presence and location. As they moved to the other side of the thin brick wall the sight would likely be one most couldnt handle but Vitale was Giovanni and a Necromancer so hey, just another day at the office right? The pile of fleshy bits was crawling with flies, buzzing their disdain for one another as they fed and laid god knows how many eggs within the rotting human parts. Arms, Legs, Hands, Feet and a few severed heads were carelessly tossed together, the victims all appearing to be black. Easy pickings from the still decimated wards most likely.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:20:07 AM)
Nodding quietly, business as usual, the hardened CSI got the shots, a couple samples, and hauled fucking ass back into the vehicle, noting the location with specifics down to the exact coordinates on his Phone's GPS, texting the location to Leonardo should the proverbial shit hit the fan. Set on edge by the flash's revealing nature, and Leonardo tipped off, Vitale rolled his shoulders as they got back in the car, and kept the gun plain in his lap, instructing the Ghouls to do the same. They weren't done yet. In an arcing pattern, almost like a Bloodhound, the horribly out of place Mercedes-Benz cruised along at 35, with all three keeping an eye out for anything else moderately strange or, bloody.
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:31:13 AM)
Just as the car began to roll forward and move the trio were struck by the piercing sound of a siren. It wasnt that of a police car or any emergency vehicle but one that those damn blow horns came with. As the sound blared from somewhere, Vitale suddenly heard a whisper, as if someone were speaking from within. "Tsk tsk. Leave now necromancer or our deal is off as will be the gloves..." The voice feminine and somewhat alluring though the Giovanni knew it was serious.
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:32:07 AM)
The Mercedes turned straight fucking towards Elysium.
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:32:34 AM)
[Elysium or the Casa?]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:32:39 AM)
[ Elysium. ]
Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:33:04 AM)
[ Wind is going apeshit outside up here. ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:33:33 AM)
[Ok. :) We'll leave it here til next time. You can do with the information what you wish :) ]
Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:40:53 AM)
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Delirious. (Dec 10, 2010 2:41:02 AM)
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Vitale Giovanni (Dec 10, 2010 2:44:40 AM)
[ Logging. Thanks for the sceeene. =) ]
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