Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Gotta roll a conscience before-hand.))

Sady: ((cool))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Conscience: 10,8,3,5,

Sady: ((wait...... me or you? ~LOL~))

Sady: ((nevermind))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Okay, so he feels bad. Very bad about the mortal he drained to the danger point. *S*))

Heinrich : ((here))

Sady: ((~Snickers~ Better than feeling nothing, right?))

Heinrich : *Heinrich moves slowly and catiously to the meeting point his manner showing he is a bit uncomfortable stoping periodically when somthing stains his clotheing and mumbleing in Austrian before continueing to move on* ((Blood spent before arriveing 1 Dex 2 Stanima))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He's pacing back and forth in his own room, the door to the SchreckNet room open. The Nosferatu Primogen is not in a good mood...not at all. He looks anxious, angry, waiting for word.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: On Tyrone's bed, a mortal has been deposited unceremoniously, unconscious and quite possibly comatose. Unnaturally pale, likely drained to near-death.

Sady: ~She stands off to the side, face screwed up into it's normal scowl, arms crossed across her chest. Her gaze slowly bouncing between Tyrone and the door~

Heinrich : *He moves through the open door being careful in an assumeing manner his apperance showing he dosent like being down here in the least* "I am here Tyrone"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: The door is opened for Heinrich by a Nosferatu on the outside...It's a person...mostly. Hairless, the entire body covered by burn marks...exposed skin in some places. What skin there is is mottled and pocked. It's dressed in layers of old, worn clothes, probably pulled out of alleyways, by the smell. SHe smirks a little to Heinrich and gestures him in.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: Tryone looks up at Heinrich as he comes in, nodding to the man. "Prince," he grunts. "We got word on that shit that went down at the Tears. Pretty damn sure it's Sabbat, big surprise, eh..." He snorts. "But we think we know where they're gonna be next."

Heinrich : ((move post under last one so it makes sense))

Sady: ~She leans back against the wall, popping her neck and remaining silent~

Heinrich : *Heinrich nods* "Good work Tyrone, where might we expect the Swords next strike to be?"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: The door swings shut after Heinrich has entered. Privacy, privacy, with the big Sabbat talk, after all...

Heinrich : *he glances back at the close door a moment before returning his eyes to Tyrone*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "We got a few different spots. Streets, locations where we think they's gonna strike. C'mere, I'll show ya. Map's on our Net." He turns and walks into the computer office.

Heinrich : *He moves behind him slowly* "Is there anyway you can make a print out of this?" *he asks looking towards Sady briefly*

Sady: ~She tilts her head and quirks a brow at Heinrich in some semblance of an uncouth greeting, pushing forward and falling into step several paces behind them~

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "Yeh, jus' didn't wanna get those out too publicly yet, y'know? No need t'tip our hand if they got some spies." The server room for SchreckNet is large and dominated on one side of the door by the server equipment itself...the other side has a couple large workstations there. One of them has a layout of New York with tiny red dots on several parts. "Sorry 'bout the size...s'kinda hard t'see, I know." He walks up to the monitor, looking back to Heinrich.

Heinrich : *He nods* "Allright, we need to convine the Primogen and discuss this while haveing the offices of the Scourge and the Sheriff watching these targets closely" *he says with a nod to Tyrone*

Sady: ~An eyebrow twitches a bit, but still, she remains quiet~

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He nods a little bit...and then scowls, as the screen blacks out. He reaches down to hit a couple buttons angrily. "Motherfucker..." He shakes his head and moves back to the server equipment. "One sec, Boss. Fuckin' things on the fritz..." He drops to kneel in the right corner of the equipment, looking it over.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Dex+Stealth: 9,9,5,8,5,4,6,4,7,

Heinrich : *Hienrich sighs and shakes his head not understanding the fascination with these 'machines' remebering couriers with a smile*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Diff, by the way, is 7 because it's not your standard stealth. Alert is standard 6.))

Heinrich : d10: per+alert: 9,7,8,10,5,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: Heinrich could of sworn he heard the sound, very light, of metal scraping against stone. It at least gives him a chance to react to the fact that, out of nowhere, Tyrone rises, a short sword in his hand that was stowed next to the equipment and out of view, aiming for Heinrich's neck. ((Init time.))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Initiative: 2,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((11))

Heinrich : d10: : 1,

Heinrich : ((8))

Sady: d10: : 4,

Sady: ((11, but just for clarifications and speed, Sady is NOT jumping in, she's simply standing in the doorway.))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: The blade arcs toward Heinrich's neck in a deadly slice, the look on Tyrone's face oddly peaceful. Perhaps, Heinrich recognizes something of a former Prince in them. ((+2 Diff for the head shot, +1 Damage if hit.))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Gaah, sorry. Heinrich declares first.))

Heinrich : *Heinrich locks his eyes on Tyrones and declares in a sharp voice* "Leave this city" ((Spending 3 blood to stanima and dominate 2))

Heinrich : d10: manip+leadership : 4,9,2,9,5,3,3,3,6,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Dex+Melee: 10,7,4,3,10,3,10,6,4,

Heinrich : ((Rephrased through clarification)) "Leave the sewers"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Damage = Strength 6 + 2 for Sword + 3 for extra succ = 11))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Damage (Lethal): 2,5,4,2,5,5,2,4,7,3,5,

Sady: ((~Whistles~ daaaaaaaaaaammmmmnnnnnnn))

Heinrich : d10: soak: 4,9,7,5,5,8,2,7,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: RECAP: The blade archs through the air, hitting perfectly, but only slightly parting the flesh, leaving no damage. ((1 Lethal + 3 Potence, all soaked)) Heinrich locks eyes with "Tyrone" and gives his command...the Nosferatu gets anger in his eyes, and starts to back up toward the exit.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Round two: Order is Heinrich, Sady, then Claudius))

Sady: ((1 BP to Strength))

Heinrich : *Hienrich turns towards the door to leave as Tyrone moves to leave the sewers his eyes moveing over sadys looking to lock eyes with her as well* ((1 blood to celerity))

Heinrich : ((Just need to know if he can get a lock on sadys eyes))

Sady: ((Not likely, she's more focused on Tyrone at this point since he's the closest to her))

Heinrich : ((Allright then he will make his movements towards the door slowly keeping a look on sady until eye contact is possible))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Tyrone is trying to move in Sady's direction...and he's pretty big, she's pretty small. I'm gonna say not, as Tyrone is pretty much blocking the way.))

Sady: ~She plants her hands and boots in the doorframe, bracing herself against impact of a staggering Tyrone to come bumping into her~

Sady: ((heh.... yeah... with Sady's oh so imposing 5 foot tall frame. But she's playing barricade! HAHA!))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: Tyrone backs up, running into Sady and trying to push by. ((Contested Strength+Brawl))

Sady: d10: str + brawl: 8,3,2,3,9,6,6,

Sady: (5 total)

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Strength+Brawl: 6,2,1,2,8,8,4,3,8,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((6 Total))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: RECAP: Tyrone manages to push by Sady, with effort, though he does shove her to one side of the door, out of Heinrich's range of vision, and starts to make his way to the closed door.

Heinrich : *Heinrich moves closer towards the direction actively trying to get a lock on Sadys eyes*

Sady: ~Getting pushed aside, she rolls with it, droping back a step, and going into a turn, moving after Tyrone for the door~ ((1 BP to Cel))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He makes his way to the door, gritting his teeth as he makes his way to the door. He makes it there and goes to pull it open, trying to rip the metal door right off it's hinges...since it's been locked from the outside.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Strength+Brawl- Pot: 10,10,7,5,4,3,2,1,4,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: CLaudius pounds at the door, and to his credit, actually manages to dent it. Meanwhile, Sady follows behind, wisely turning her back to Heinrich to avoid his gaze as he follows to get a lock on her eyes.

Heinrich : ((Now would it be celerity actions))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Yep!))

Heinrich : *When Sady turns her back on him Hienrich launches forward dropping baring his fangs as he moves to take a chunk out of her body with them* (3 blood to dex)

Heinrich : d10: Dex+Brawl: 4,2,5,10,7,5,6,7,10,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Strength+5 Damage))

Heinrich : d10: damage: 5,8,9,6,4,4,6,

Sady: d10: dex: 10,8,3,3,

Sady: ((I'm ok...... I promise. ~Kicks the roll out of there~))

Heinrich : ((Need to reroll damage right since that would make it only 5))

Heinrich : ((or should I just keep the roll?))

Sady: ((nono, keep the roll. I brain farted))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((No, your damage is fine.))

Heinrich : ((So next celerity action since if im seeing things right he is the only one who has them this round))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Yes, you are the only one with Celerity, Dark. Go.))

Heinrich : *He grimeces a bit as his teeth tear into her flesh as he goes for another bite*

Heinrich : d10: dex+brawl: 6,5,6,8,10,8,6,2,10,

Heinrich : d10: Damage : 2,5,9,3,3,3,3,8,2,

Heinrich : *he moves closer towards the door to follow Tyrone out it*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: RECAP: Heinrich's fangs rip into Sady again, and she drops to the ground, incapacitated.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: And he gets to the door, but it is still not open. Metal door and locked, and all. ((New Round))

Heinrich : *Heinrich takes a step back and waits patiently for Tyrone to open the door*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He frowns and pounds on the door once more, trying to get through.

Sady: ~Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ouch~

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Actually...hold up.))

Heinrich : ((Allright))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Per+Alert: 8,9,10,5,4,6,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Self-Control: 1,7,4,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He hears Sady drop, and a snarl escapes his lips. He has just managed to maintain his composure, though, and tries again on the door.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Strength+Brawl- Pot: 9,4,6,7,7,8,2,7,9,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: Even the bar on the door shakes and gives on that one, and the door is busted open.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((New Round))

Heinrich : *Hienrich smiles as the door burst open and moves towards Sady leaning down to pick her up* ((1 bp to strength, 1 to celerity))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He looks back at Henrich picking Sady and his eyes narrow once more, the rage threatening to boil up again.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Self-Control: 9,4,6,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "HEINRICH!!!" He starts to back out...but no one said 'No attacking the Prince. As he backs up, he throws his blade at the Prince. ((Dex+Athletics vs. 8 to hit))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((And blood to Celerity, 1 more to Dex, 1 to Strenght))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Dex+Athletics: 9,3,5,5,4,8,5,

Heinrich : ((Willpower roll to go total defensive))

Heinrich : d10: Willpower: 3,2,7,8,5,4,10,

Heinrich : d10: Dex+dodge: 5,10,6,6,2,3,4,1,4,5,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Classic.))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: The Prince just barely manages to dodge the sword.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((New Round))

Heinrich : *Abadoning the idea of picking up the down Brujh instead his hand moves over the hilt of the sowrd as he moves to get a better postion to leave the room once the way is clear*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He starts to back up, slowly, eyes on Heinrich...as he does, his mouth opens, and a chittering noise comes out. Something like the sound of a rat.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Beckoning: 6,6,4,8,3,1,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Gaah, delete that, he's using Celerity this round.))

Heinrich : *Hienrich smiles as he catches Tyrones eyes again* "Make no move to stop me leaveing"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He backs up, keeping an even distance between himself and Heinrich. Watching the man closely with an expression of hatred on his face.

Heinrich : ((oops delete mine as well forgot about the celerity round jump as a discipline *G*))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((And shall we assume they make even distance away from the door? *G*))

Heinrich : *Hienrich looks at the man moveing closer to the doors staying out of reach of the Nos as he moves to exit* ((Not exactly clear on the setup right now))

Heinrich : ((Works for me because after getting out of the door his primary objective is to flee))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: RECAP: They make even distance, Heinrich trying to get out and luckily, having Tyrone to lead the way for him. ((New Round))

Heinrich : *Hienrich smiles a bit staying his distance for now from the Angry Nos* "Tell me really whats this all about, or is just a cry for power?"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He locks eyes with the man and smiles, trying to assert HIS will over Heinrich, rather then answer. "Release me from your mental control."

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Mesmerize (WP): 5,6,1,8,2,8,5,

Heinrich : ((Is Claudius 8th gen? last I looked he was 9th))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((No, Claudius was always 8th. Tyrone was 9th.))

Heinrich : ((I could be mistaken on that))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((...fuck. I read his HUMANITY as his Generation, 'cause they're right next to each other. Sonuvabitch. You're right.))

Heinrich : ((Not a problem))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((DLP)) He opens his mouth, and the chittering begins.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Beckoning(WP): 3,10,6,3,1,8,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: The sounds of Claudius's chittering is echoed as the rats of New York's sewers start to make their way toward the two Elder Kindred.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "You know, Heinrich, that the second we get out of here, I will merely assault you again. New York shall not be led by your incompetance." He's avoiding the Toreador's gaze now, attention on the other's chest. "It is best we do this here, and now."

Heinrich : ((Sorry getting tired is it my action?))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Yep!))

Heinrich : "This dosent have to go any further" *he says looking at the man* "If you wish it I shall leave the city and keep my unlife because no amount of power comes before that. If not I can gurantee your friend back there shall not survive" *he says looking at him with a slight smile* "Do we have a deal?"

Heinrich : ((Entrancement))

Heinrich : d10: app+emp(WP): 3,4,2,3,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Wp Spent, rolling WP))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Willpowwer: 7,3,5,4,10,7,3,4,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He scowls, trying to discern the truth of the Toreador's words.

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: d10: Per+Subterfuge: 8,9,8,9,2,6,7,

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: ((Oh, sure, THAT I roll well on.))

Sady: ((Of course it did. It wasn't a life threatening relevency roll. ~LOL~))

Heinrich : ((He speaks the truth his survival is more important then power))

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He frowns and looks away from him, totally out of his vision, and keeps backing up. "This remains a matter outside of the notice of the Camarilla forever. You do not go back to your Toreador Archons and bemoan what happened here, or talk of it at all. You simply wished greener pastures."

Heinrich : "It would only had become a matter if you had succeded since my retainers would have notified the Archon of my disapperance" *he says as he stands* "I may die here if you do not agree but she will certainly die. Do we have an agreement?"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He nods a little bit. "You will release me from this mental control before you leave."

Heinrich : "On one condition I shall carry the girl out of here if I do" *he says looking at him* "Otherwise what proof do I have that you will let me leave alive?"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "Heinrich...you are no more assured safety out of here now as you are before." He gestures to the rats, a good twenty or thirty, that they are currently moving toward. "Shall you try and wrest control of them from me? Minor pests, but stil dangerous. And furthermore, I can take many exits out of here. Some of them would leads us through areas dangerous to you, but not to me." He smiles a bit. "I trust you not to seek retribution on me when you leave. You trust me to let you leave."

Heinrich : *He looks at him* "Disperse the rats and I will drop the control" *he says with a smile* "And one last thing Claudius, thank you for not running and hideing like I had thought you did"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He nods a little bit, chittering once more. The rats slink away, back into the shadows. "I do not leave my city, Heinrich. I care too much about it. And, though it may surprise you, I do not seek power."

Heinrich : "And one final thing I do know a way out of here as well remeber I walked my self in" *he says with a smile* "But I agree to your terms, if you agree to mine we are far to old to be playing these games our unlife should take presedence over petty power strugles. You kill me I kill you in both cases an artistic soul has been destroyed" *he says as he lowers the sowrd a bit*

Heinrich : *Hienrich drops the control and stands there* "Then who shall replace me?"

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: "In my choice?" He shrugs. "The man who truly has the ability to take the reins in leading New York, as you have not, and do what must be done, as I could not. Our Sheriff. Who, I might add, has been completely loyal to you, and is unaware of these proceedings."

Heinrich : *He nods* "Allright, one last thing before I depart show me your art one last time" *he says with a smile* "Because it was beautiful to look at" *he says with the sowrd lowered*

Tyrone Allen Greysmith: He sighs a little bit, and nods. "Very well." A little shrug. The deal's been struck. He makes his way back to the Warren.

Heinrich : *Hienrich moves to follow him* "Didnt go exactly as planned did it Claudius?" *he says as he follows* "You know under diffrent circumstances we might possibly have been friends"

Claudius: "Possibly." He nods a little bit, letting the visage of his childe drop. "Had we never come to conflict over one thing."

Heinrich : "Over the breach?" *he says looking at him* "Actually I would have kept the original deal made with you if it was feisible" *he says walking with the man* "but circumstances made it impossible, but since it has been forgotten about I stopped looking" *he says as he follows*

Claudius: "it is not a concern to be looking after, Heinrich." He keeps his gaze straight ahead. "Ita McNairee no longer exists."

Heinrich : "Good" *he says as he continues walking with him* "I will say I shall miss my home here maybe ill keep it and make summer visits to the city occasionally" *he says with a smile*

Claudius: He smiles a little bit. "I suspect you'll have to take that up with the new Prince. You're welcome in my domain, though I doubt you would find the accomodations to your liking."

Heinrich : "A little dirty, but maybe if I hired you a maid service we could get this mess cleaned up" *he says with a smile to him* "This incedent goes no further then here on either of our ends, I do not mind returning to the old country in boredom but usurped that can not do." *he says as he follows* "But in a way im thankful for this Claudius I had started to beleive that I was being set up by the Justicar, takeing over a city with such a weak backing while the Sabbat was knocking at the door..." *his head shakes* "Could of ended my political existance"

Claudius: He chuckles. "New York is not the city people expect." He comes up to the door, stepping inside. He frowns in concern to Sady and sighs, moving to check on her. She's not ash, so she's still alive. "But it has a charm all it's own. I would trade it for nowhere else."

Heinrich : *Hienrich moves to pick the girl up and hand her to Claudius* "Distasteful..." *he says when he looks at the wounds*

Claudius: ((Fading it here. Thank you, both of you, for the scene!))

Heinrich : ((Not a problem enjoyed it was a great deal of fun))

Sady: ((WOOT! Thanks guys...... that was just kick ass ~G~))