Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 1:57:45 PM)
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Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 1:57:50 PM)
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Croc (Aug 16, 2011 1:58:17 PM)
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Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 1:58:58 PM)
*Mensonge would follow.. he would take his car, as his driver that night was also his body gard... but he was told to stay in the car... till needed.*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 1:59:56 PM)
*Driving down the gravel road slowly, Nathaniel pulls up on his HP2 Sport Motorcycle. He hops off his bike and heads towards Mensonge's car* This is the address I received from the ghoul of the Nosferatu. She mentioned something about a hole in the ground *shrugs*

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:00:54 PM)
As soon as the tremere arrived the shadows at the edge of his perception would writhe as vermin and other creatures of the night scurred deeper into hiding. The mill itself looked as if it had been abandoned for years. Paint flecked off it's many silos and buildings and not a single light shone from within. The night was quiet beyond the droning call local ciquedas, and Nathaniel could hear the guttering sound of an old generator on a perpetual state of failing coming from the back of the main building.

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:01:32 PM)
( wow, holy crap....I just saw icons and didn't even realize there were 2 of ya. -chuckles- Sorry, post still applies the same though. ^_^ )

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:03:09 PM)
*after getting out his car and standing by Nath he would offer a nod of the head* So.. we are getting this information from a Nos?

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:04:09 PM)
*Nathaniel nods* Yes, and I'm likely sure he's aware of our presense here. I've arranged a meeting through his ghoul *Nathaniel begins making his way toward the main building, glancing around at the near silence in the night*

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:04:50 PM)
The primary objects that stood before them was the large centralized building where much of the processing was once down. They could still see the old rusted up construction equipment through a few cracked windows that had not been boarded up. Then there was a massive green silo to the right of the building, most of it's paint had flecked off, leaving it more rust brown.

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:05:41 PM)
*Mensonge would follow... he did not like the idea of this one bit... but what was he going to do? as he walked with his cane at the ready... if need be.* So what are you offering him?

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:06:44 PM)
*gives a sidelong glance towards Mensonge and makes a nearly imperceptable shake of his head raising two fingers to his lips* Let us see what he wishes in return and come to an agreement.

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:07:49 PM)
There was a single door, hanging halfway open, at the front of the main building. It led into a small entryway with a single chair inside of it. While they would see nothing but a glimpse of movement at the edge of their senses, they would hear a flurry of vermin scuttling into hiding as soon as they approached. There was another door to the back of the room, yet this one was closed, and appeared quiet solid. If they kept their eyes to the floor they would see a small hole in the ground, no larger than a quarter, it's edges rough and apparently gnawed by small grinding teeth. If given closer inspection, the air just above the hole seemed cooler than the rest...as if it lead to some type of cavern beneath the ground.

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:07:59 PM)
*he nods a little... offering a smile... that was what he was hopping he would say.. as he followed the guy quitly now. not wanting to draw any more attenction then as already fallen on them.*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:08:34 PM)
*Nathaniel furrows his brows as he searches the area surrounding the silo... looking for a hole in the ground*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:09:31 PM)
(if you need to go Croc we can assume the meeting went well)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:10:15 PM)
After a few moments the sound of tiny claws echoed up from the hole as they scraped at stone, dirt, and concrete alike. At last a fat mole, much of it's fur taken by mange, one eye scarred over from being gouged from it's finy face, popped it's head from the earth to glare at them with it's one remaining beady milky red eye. Despite it's apparent bad health, the two large front teeth gleamed with a razor's edge.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:11:53 PM)
*Alex looks down at ugly ass mole then glances towards Mensonge and then back to the mole* Tell your Master I have arrived and that I wish to make a deal... *feels slightly awkward talking to a mole but hoping that it works* Information in exchange for a service.

Swamp Witch (Aug 16, 2011 2:13:34 PM)
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Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:13:45 PM)
*he glances to the mole.. but that is all.. as he can't help the feeling that this is a trap.. but what can he do now.. he has already moved well within the point of no return... as he focuses his blood in his body to lower his gen a litte*

Swamp Witch (Aug 16, 2011 2:13:46 PM)
(( just lurkin ))

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:13:53 PM)
The mole's thick hide seemed to quiver with unspent energy and it's small flat tongue swept nervously over it's snout. Still, it did not move. It simply stared, as if still waiting for something. It's tiny foreclaws began to curl and uncurl, leaving tiny furrows into the concrete...it was simply uncanny.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:17:03 PM)
*Nathaniel came ready for battle if need be, but not wanting this to be such maintains a casual but ready stance... then blinks as he realizes what he has in his pack... he slowly removes a tunafish sandwich with lettuce and tomato and sets it on the ground in front of him and takes several steps towards the rear* Eat little one... I mean you no harm.

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:18:25 PM)
*as he has now lowered his gen to 7th for one hour he looks between the mole and Nath and offers a little smile* should I ask why you have a sandwich in your pocket?

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:19:00 PM)
That one milky red eye seemed to turn disdainfully on the sadwich. It's large snouth twitched and wrinkled as it sniffed the air, then looked back up to Nath expectantly. It was obviously uninterested in the sandwich, in truth, it actually seemed somewhat disgusted by the mere gesture.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:21:11 PM)
I am not here for games little one... tell your Master I wish to speak with him.... Now!*blows a bloodpoint on dex*

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:22:16 PM)
*he looks around a little then back to nath* we should keep moveing.. leave the dumb thing be.

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:22:23 PM)
The single eye narrowed and the mole's head vanished back into the hole. They would hear it's little claws scrambling across dirt and stone before it vanished entirely. Then they would be left with nothing but the sound of ciquedas and the sputtering generator in the distance.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:24:37 PM)
*Nathaniel sighs* I figured it would be something like this *Nathaniel removes a prepaid cellphone he had recently picked up and chucks it into the hole* I guess he doesn't want my assistance... too bad *begins to walk back to the bike... but keeping his eyes peeled*

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:25:31 PM)
( Hole's too small for a cell phone. It's really not much bigger around than a quarter )

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:25:44 PM)
(sets it on the ground near the hole then)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:25:50 PM)
( k )

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:26:12 PM)
*he would follow him... also keeping an eye out..* it is okay.. we will find another way.

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:27:28 PM)
Once they turned their backs on the phone for more than a moment, if they glanced back, they would find it was gone.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:27:43 PM)
*shrugs and knowing that he is likely being heard he speaks up a bit* I could have offered him protection of sorts... in exchanges for a pittance of information.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:28:07 PM)
(the phone has one number listed on speed dial... it's another prepaid phone)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:28:51 PM)
A few moments later, the number on the other side would ring. Someone had pressed the speed dial. Yet if answered, only dead silence came frmo the other end.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:30:29 PM)
*Nathaniel hears his phone ring, then quickly turns and faces the hole to see that the phone he left is now gone, he raises a quizzical brow at Mensonge as he speaks* I seek the location of Mikhail Poleski the Ravon's haven... In exchange for this information I offer a service of my skill.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:30:46 PM)
(typo Ravnos)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:30:54 PM)
The call ended.

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:31:25 PM)
*he looks to Nath as he turns and glances about a little* why do I feel like we are being played with?

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:31:44 PM)
*Nathaniel smiles and indicates their vehicles* We will speak again at the Chantry.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:31:53 PM)
(end scene?)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:32:29 PM)
( If you guys are leaving, yep. ^_^ The nosferatu of the city now know what you're interested in. Should they have the information, and be willing to sell it to ya...you'll prolly find out soon enough. )

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:32:31 PM)
The offer has been delivered... that' all that that matters

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:32:49 PM)
(hopping on a different skin

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:32:52 PM)
(thanks croc)

Croc (Aug 16, 2011 2:33:10 PM)
( No prob. ^_^ Thanks for the RP. Sorry it wasn't very interactive, but thems the breaks when it comes to nosferatu sometimes. )

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:33:31 PM)
((yeah... thanks... Nossies are so odd.... *shakes head*))

Swamp Witch (Aug 16, 2011 2:33:45 PM)
(( says the Tremere... pffft.. LOL ))

Mensonge (Aug 16, 2011 2:34:11 PM)
((what? Tremere rock..))

Swamp Witch (Aug 16, 2011 2:34:33 PM)
(-blows sugary kisses all around- )

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 16, 2011 2:34:41 PM)
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