Corporate Woman

Field Notes 21 - BT
  • Red and I approached the tower to see if we could help Raziel’s buddies, several shadow things were out front and attacked us, thankfully we had our …shit, disattached souls? not sure how else to put it, there to help us…I can’t really hit for shit with my assassin suit, but with the vamp armor I could take a punch and courtesy of my wolf and geist it was only a matter of time before the shadows were taken care of. Red put hers down a bit faster, but at the cost of her wolf, who was knocked out. Thankfully no one took permanent or serious damage and we made our way into the tower
  • and we climbed and climbed and fucking climbed for hours….seriously, fuck that…almost went back down thinking that magic had gotten us stuck somehow, but we finally came to a clock thing with a suspended bridge running across in front of it…fuck me…someone’s gonna fall off that bridge, there was also name written all over. Red and I tried everything we could think of to write our names in the stone…because seriously it’s a tower with names, even if it’s just grafitti still gonna put our names there just in fucking case
  • Red and I investigated and started to cross the bridge when a huge scary fuck showed up on the side we had just come from…taunting us…not sure if he intended to bust down the bridge with the huge ass hammer of his, but he pointed it at us in challenge…well, at least he’s going to be civil about it
  • shit was weird during the fight and I could see name written all over the stone golem guy, no clue what it meant, I disarmed him a couple times and he didn’t fight back too much…just taunted us by saying he was going to kill us….and after one hit…yeah, he’s not fucking lying. Red started trying to talk to him, seemed more like she was talking to herself and then he just smashed her into red pudding with his hammer….well, real glad we sent the letters…I commented on what a chicken shit he was to not fight without a weapon just hand to hand and he dropped his hammer and walked up to me. I got one punch in, literally broke every bone in my hand and a couple in my arm before he crushed by nose and skull with his fist. Thankfully the blow was quick enough all I remember was my vision fading to black and a sense of pressure.
  • and then…then I woke up in my fucking bed. I scream for Gabe and shoot out of my room to figure out what the fuck is going on. Red’s hollering to and I know it’s not a coincidence that we’re both pitching a fit…clearly we’ve had the same “dream” and shit isn’t right. We get Prescott and the pack around and tell them what happened. Prescott suggests that we confirm if this actually happened and King speaks up and says he actually knows who Yaksha is…so we track her down and do what we do…which is recruit people who are way more powerful and badass than us and could probably be joining to just cause shit, but hey, why stop now…so Yaksha is part of the group. And, she’s actually kinda nice so here’s hoping she isn’t a spy/traitor/member of the Pure/etc/etc.
  • Red and I intercepted the letters we gave Yaksha, she had to rewrite them because turns out we were legit in a “dream”, the team thinks we were being called by a tower, but failed the test…I guess that makes sense…except it sure as fuck didn’t feel like a test…some guy threatens me with a hammer…just one thing to do.
  • Red and I chatted briefly with Armanstead and Constantine for our “review”…which at this point I think is just fucking insulting. I mean seriously we’ve given 100% to this group…it’s not an “organization” anymore, it’s our lives and to be evaluated like kindergardeners with finger paintings…well, it really pissed me off. To top it off they were trying to split up the pack for efficiency….yeah, I get you, but this isn’t just about increasing productivity and getting the most bang for the corporation’s investment, this is literally our lives now. This pack is our family, this corporation is our home…and quite frankly fucking with it pissed me off…a lot. Needless to say we pushed back enough that Constantine just gave up, smart man. I made a smart comment about them being nothing but an empty building and Constantine actually stayed with Red and I to chill a minute. Had a drink and talked. I’m impressed he listened instead of pop me one over my comment. He also told Red and I why the Corporation and it’s mission was so important to Armanstead….and fuck me, I understand that demon bastard just a bit more and gotta say…I didn’t give him enough credit. Not that I’m going to admit that shit to his face, like ever.
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Noah,

Bek and I were “pulled” by a supernatural force that was trying to get us to the Aether but we got stuck in between. Possibly due to a complication caused by our “suits”? Might be worth looking in to though not really sure how to safely go about that… Maybe I would understand better if I had ever been a mage. …I’m only half kidding with that comment, sorry.

We have zero access to our supernatural selves right now at any rate. We are completely reliant on our new friend Yaksha. I imagine you’ve heard of her as she’s met the Prince before and survived, I have a strong suspicion as to what she is myself… She has been kind enough to deliver a few letters, as well as our possessions, to HQ for us. It seems that even though she’s an expert at opening doors she can’t take as backward only propel us forward, possibly right in to a trap to whoever or whatever wanted us in the Aether in the first place.

We all spoke to someone, a renegade creature from the Aether, who resides in Yaksha’s library. According to him something terrible must have happened there as he has lost his connection to it. Also, Yaksha captured a Shade in the Between and it seems to have been “pulled” there from the Aether around the same time we got “pulled” from this world. Too coincidental not to be connected.

Yaksha seems to be full of confidence that we can survive what ever is waiting for us on the other side and find our way back. I’m not sure where she’s getting her intel from, but if our other selves penchant for getting themselves killed is anything to go by… well, If we don’t make it back, I’m sorry we didn’t ever make it to that baseball game. Apologies for fucking it up.

Mack


Ben,

God. I wish I didn’t see the need to write this, but I’m not feeling optimistic about my chances of making it back to you. Bek and I have really gotten ourselves in a fuck of a situation. Got sucked in to another dimension or something… not anything we could have really planned for, so nobody’s fault, but no going back now.

Don’t think this letter means that I’ve completely given up though. I promise I will fight tooth and nail to get back to you, I think I owe us both that much. Also, our new friend who delivered this letter seems to think we can make it. But… just in case the worst does happen, I want to make sure that you know how much you mean to me. How much you have always meant to me. You have been, and always will be, home. Whenever family is mentioned the first person I think of is always you. I love you. No matter what happens, no matter who we have been, or who we become that will never change.

I would not have survived what happened all of those years ago, or had the strength to leave, without you there supporting me. My one biggest regret is that I didn’t fight harder to convince you to leave with me. Even though it has always been my intention to protect you and keep you safe it has only ever gone the other way around. Honestly, after all of the shit situations I’ve gotten you in to I don’t know why you still put up with me. (Are you secretly a masochist or have you just got a hero complex? It makes a girl worry.) But in all seriousness, be happy, Ben. No matter what. That is my selfish wish for you.

Angel

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Field Notes 20 - BT
  • Red and I talked more with the Assassin cell, they’re clearly good people…I’ve been thinking that #1 making a deal at the market is gonna cost us big time and #2 we’re gonna end up pissing them off…a lot…by side blinding them and manipulating them like the godmachine. I mean shit, if we forge their transfer we’re no better than the godmachine. I kinda want to take the honest approach to this shit even if it’s more risky. Even if they decide to tell us to go fuck ourselves maybe they’ll at least like us enough to leave town…you know, each go their own way. Gabe seemed on board with the plan, but quite frankly I think it’s just because he’s impatient as fuck and didn’t want to wait for the market. Red was also on board so Gabe coordinated with Havoc and the Pack to chat with the group.
  • I switched suits to the vamp suit on the way there while Red drove us to our “neutral meeting area” so they could see that the extremes can work together…we’ll have Trystan there.
  • Things seemed to go pretty well? Either that or their poker faces are top fucking notch. The assassins all seemed to process all that we had to say really well and left so they could talk things over as a group. So it either went really well…or really bad. Not sure yet.
  • Red and I went back to the Corporation to talk to Conor…we need to check on the Gangrel in the Colesseum cell and ask if he’s blood bound to the Prince if he’s safe….riding the elevator up to Conor’s floor was…weird and when we got to his office there was some langalier shit going on…literally no one was in our building….needless to say although it was weird Red and I were kids in a candy store and went and touched all the things the grown ups told us not to…but we quickly realized something was fucked up and went looking for answers as we’re back in our human suits and can’t change back…not cool
  • browsing the streets of Detroit it looks like the humans are all still here, but no supers that we can find…although it is the day…we did see one super, a chick…hunting a shadow thing…weird shit = home, so Red and I went and talked with her. She was…uhhh, interesting, and seemed like she was maybe the original of something, beast maybe? She told us her name was Yaksha and offered to help us research what was going on. Yaksha took us back to her place, she’s got a city that’s literally a library..ohhhh if Noah could see…and discovered that we were “stuck” somehow between worlds. She could tell we were being pulled into the Aether but didn’t quite make it, due to some magic, goddamn magic, she can’t open the door back to our own world, instead she can only open the door to the place we were going…the Aether. Well, guess forward is better than nothing as we’d be stuck here in the “in between” permanently which isn’t gonna happen so Red and I said why the hell not and opted to head to the Aether. And as this is likely going to be a one way trip Yaksha agreed to take messages and our things back to the Corporate building for us. I wrote Gabe, Conor and Trystan a note and tucked that in with my stuff. I put Trystan’s inside the sheath of his knife and wrapped Gabe’s and Conor’s with their dog tags. Not sure if this is “it” or not, but I can’t let them think they were less important to me than they are if something happens…they deserve better than that
  • once we crossed over the door that Yaksha opened we were dumped in front of a castle thing and got jumped by one of the shade things that we saw Yaksha fight…thankfully our kicks and punches still seemed to hurt the bastard even though we’re human and we were able to take it down after a couple good hits…not that the fucker didn’t get in a few good licks of his own…don’t think my ribs have hurt this bad this long in awhile…being human is bullshit, I seriously miss my fucking wolf suit
  • Red and I made our way into the creepy, but also kinda pretty, castle thing to look around. There was an angel thing (or super of some kind) chained up, we unchained him and asked some questions. His name is Raziel…no relation to the Bible, and asked us to help him retake his city. Hopefully us doing this will mean these guys can help us get home, but regardless the shades are dicks so we’re gonna help out. Raziel did some crazy magic and pulled our souls out of the ribs and made them tangible…actually pulled a wolf out and pulled our assassin forms into weapons…even pulled our Geist out too. Not really sure how I feel about getting my souls pulled out, but at least now we’re more combat ready so I’m not gonna complain. Raziel lets us know where his buddies are being kept prisoner and Red and I start to make our way there.




Note to Gabe:
      Whelp…in over my head just a bit…my bad. Pretty good chance I’m not coming back from this one, so want you to know that no one could ask for a better brother. You were and always will be the single most important person in my life. You kept me sane, protected me…made me whole. You were the reason I knew how good family could be. I love you.
Ashes to ashes.
Note to Conor:
      You know I can’t do this shit very well, but I may not come back so I’ll try.
I get that whatever happened during the 37 year thing changed everything and I don’t know what went down, but I’m sorry for whatever pain it caused you. You’re blood, and I’d never intentionally hurt you. I know I fucked pretty much everything up, but I was pretty fucked up at the time. Not an excuse, just want you to know that it had nothing to do with you, you were great…I was just messed up in the head and heart for awhile after high school. I get that I missed my chance and I’m not gonna hold it against you…it’s not gonna be weird, and we don’t have to talk about it…but you deserve to know. Anyone would be lucky to have you, I was lucky to have you…I was just too messed up to realize at the time that I loved you, still do. Sorry for making shit so difficult.
Note to Trystan:
      If I don’t make it back I wanted to thank you, you were a rock when I needed one.
I’m thankful we found you, thankful you’re pack. I haven’t felt safe with many people in my life, but I’ve felt safe with you…felt secure, accepted, cared for. I haven’t known you very long, but I know enough to know I love you.

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Journal 17

I’m fucking tired just thinking about how long our to do list is. We have got to get better at delegating to our packmates, Sherriff, Watch, Masters of Elysium, everyone. We have not been very good at trusting tasks to anyone but ourselves. …I’m guilty of this more than anyone.

At least the Prince of Flint has been taken care of, we were able to save five of the kids she was entertaining herself with. Well… they are alive anyway though they are going to require a lifetime of therapy if not institutionalization. That bitch. She needed eliminating, but it won’t be good if we make a habit of restructuring cities willy-nilly, we have enough god damned enemies as it is.

Can’t forget to go back in three days and announce that we’re claiming the city in it’s prince’s absence, before that we need to find someone to serve as Seneschal on the Prince’s behalf.

To do:

  • Convert the Assassin cell
  • Goblin Market (fulfill some previous deals, make some new ones)
  • Meet with the Winter Court w/ Atticus
  • In 3 days, make appearance in Flint to claim it (choose Seneschal)
  • In 1 week, Club opening (before that, touch base with changeling performer, Trenton)
  • In 2 weeks, Coliseum/City Grand Opening (need to send out official invites to other courts immediately, Gabe acquiring human security)
  • Deal with prisoners in Coliseum basement
  • Get message to the Ancient, Vovan. Apologize for our Prince trying to eat him… promise that he won’t try to do it again. Fucking awkward.
  • Touch base with Conor, how dd it go with local mages? Will they participate w/ city? Or at least leave us to our devices? Any viable options for Council?
  • Find and deal with Dupont, dear ol’ dad, and possibly Purity (must find a way to contend with their “viral” blood)

On a personal note, I would like to find some time in there to actually spend time with Ben. Lately it seems like all we’ve been doing is throwing ourselves in front of bullets for each other, both literally and figuratively, and that has got to stop if this… whatever we are doing is going to work. No matter what he’s my family and I value him too highly to allow him to sacrifice himself any more than he already has, damn it.

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Field Notes 19 - BT
  • We finished talking about how we wanted to take down the Prince and decided the best hit would be to coordinate the attack on the scourge and the Hound at the same time we hit the Prince. Deciding we’d leave an hour until dawn for the fight. Gabe headed up the attack on the scourge and the Hound while Red, Monty, Harrison and I went after the prince. Sidenote.. I actually kinda like the brothers and really hope it works out having them in Detroit…they’d be good security either in the colosseum or in the club. They’d even be good in the Watch. Hell, even if they don’t want any part of that and just want to reside there I’d be cool with that. The brothers are the type of people that keep me sane…its a shame there’s not really any room in the pack.
  • With how at home I feel in the wolf suit I can’t help but wonder if my soul in this life or dimension or what the hell ever is actually the wolf and the others are souls from other planes. Wonder if Red feels that way too? Wonder if she’s got a suit she just feels more in touch with and that’s because her soul from this dimension was supposed to be a super of some particular kind. Also kinda wonder if Noah hadn’t fucked with stuff if I wouldn’t have turned wolf anyway…course that would mean that Trystan and I couldn’t be together since apparently that’s a taboo…which is fucking stupid, but whatever. I mean, why the hell couldn’t two Weres mate anyway? If anything it makes more sense than a Were mating with say a changeling or some shit.
  • Anyway, fight went down and everything went as smooth as I guess it could. We kinda talked about the Prince having a kid with her, but we weren’t really prepared for her having 7, FUCKING SEVEN, kids with her when we got there. I mean goddamn this bitch. We still had to go through with the plan and two of the kids got caught in the crossfire. Red plugged one and I …. well I ripped one in half with my claws…now I kinda regret focusing myself more to learn and remember during the death rage…cause that’s sure as fuck something that’s gonna stick with me. Harrison and Monty proved they were a good team to have in a fight and after putting in a couple licks on the Prince they grappled her which made it much easier for Red and I to fuck her up. Bitch knew jugernaught’s gate which made it a battle of blood…thankfully in my Were suit as long as I’m death raging I can pretty much last all night…only problem…can’t exactly take it down a notch. Thankfully Harrison was aware of the situation and got me away from the kids before I could hurt any of them on purpose…he kept me busy, brawling in the empty streets until the rage wore off…and we were both tired as fuck after, but he did a hell of a job keeping up with me. Also nice to know that even though Harrison’s been a wolf a hell of a lot longer than me I had him at a stalemate…and that was only because I wasn’t trying to kill him since he’s pack. Anyway, I’m glad the boys were there.
  • Red was able to get the five kids outta the building even though it was on fire…she definitely got burned the fuck up while saving them, mad props to her for that…certainly makes me feel less shitty about the whole thing since she was able to save 5 of the kids. Gabe and the other assassins were able to kill the Hound and all but 3 of the scourge…not bad…not bad at all. Red and I also made sure to be in our “gentlemen” forms so no one would recognize us. We all left the city and plan to come back in 3 days to claim Flint. We texted the assassins that we’d meet back up with them at their hideout as soon as we could.
  • Back at Detroit we quickly briefed a few of the pack that was around on what happened and visited the techy for the Corporation, Vincent, about the city rules app and hosting the city server at the corporation. He’s convinced it will be more secure than the Prince’s place so Red and I were all up for it. Guess the server at the Prince’s place will just be to throw people off…a dummy server.
  • On our way out we chatted with Evelyn, fuck I can’t even remember what about now, I just know that my wolf suit is jealous as fuck. Evelyn mentioned she needed to see Trystan, and seemed like she urgently needed him…needless to say that got my wolf perked up, pissed off and on jealous in an instant…I seriously need to make sure I spend less time in this suit….unless I’m gonna do the Alpha thing the wolf suit is not the most comfortable…it’s really hard to be calm or chill or laid back and not want to mark all over my territory…which honestly it now totally makes sense about Misha’s attitude issues…I wasn’t giving her near enough credit for how hard she ropes that shit in. Evelyn could tell I was instantly wound up over her seeing Trystan and she invited me to tag along…if I’d been a better person I would have said that I trusted her and left her to it, but nope, I tagged along. Turns out Trystan was giving Evelyn the last thing he had of his brother’s because it was a keystone….and the fact that Evelyn would take it….well that pissed me off even more, but Trystan is always about taking care of the pack and so I couldn’t say anything because that would have been questioning Trystan and that wasn’t something I was willing to do. After Evelyn left Red, Trystan and I had a quick drink before we had to take off to go see the assassins again. Unfortunately we’re on a time table, but being in the wolf suit makes me itchy and watching Trystan walk away without following like a bitch in heat was damn near impossible….and now I need to fight, so getting outta the wolf suit and back into the assassin suit was definitely needed.
  • Called Lucy on the way to the Assassins place…
  • Red, Gabe and I headed back to the assassins and spent some time with them. I used some of my assassin abilities to drill into them and find out more about what makes them tick as people…and honestly I think we can win them over. They’re using the god machine because of the info it can provide not because they have faith. I think we can convince them they should be loyal to us and still use the god machine for intel. That way they can play the best of both worlds and we won’t have to hurt any of them…which, after getting to know them I seriously don’t want to do…even for the Corporation. If this goes south, I’m going to ask them to just walk away…pick a state on a coast, east or west, and just stay outta Michigan…cause I seriously don’t want to have to hurt people I call friends.




Questions for the Assassins
Jennifer Amaral
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Westly Lecce
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Max Pennington
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Kathryn Cha
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Field Notes 18 - BT
  • after talking with Gabe we realized we’re probably gonna have to let the Assassins go through at least the scouting work on their current orders…Gabe says they’re going to get really pissed/bent up if they don’t, and that’s the last thing we need…more pissed off people in our group. So Red and I went back to the church and told them we were leading their scouting mission to determine if it was legit or “if their angel had bad information because it was haywire”…thankfully they believed us
  • we chatted with the Assassins and decided staking out a locale near the area of their target was too obvious and we’d have to have a reason to be so close to the building where the vamp is at…I figure a local performance would work fine and be some good cover so I go and find a violin street performer…I can see right away this guy’s a changeling and honestly …kinda perfect, we can start pushing the Assassin’s boundaries right now and I might get another bad ass ghoul, or at least an act for the club…also doesn’t hurt that he is very nice to look at. Surprisingly the Assassins take it well and decide it’s the perfect cover, they don’t seem too put off around the Changeling and aren’t hostel towards me for doing it, which is good…I was prepped to take the blame/feign stupidity if they went postal, but their first little push into multi-super relations went well
  • we did our little recon work and turns out the target is the Prince of a city called Flint, second largest city in Michigan…we’re close enough to hear the Sheriff ask the Prince’s personal bouncers about the Seneschal’s murder…and as soon as he describes it, well…regardless of if this Prince is the Assassin’s target or not she’s on our list now because our Prince just tagged her first in command and let’s be real, that’s pretty much a to-do list from Prince Scary…so bad vamp or not she’s getting crossed off, on the up side, she does actually appear to be a total and complete fucking bitch so at least I’m not going to feel bad about offing her
  • after the Sheriff Hottie left, the bodyguard boys spotted Red and I, the others retreated into the coffee shop we were hold up at and the boys sat at our table for a chat, not much happened as neither set of us was willing to tip our hand…they gave us their business card and went about their merry little way….the Sheriff at that point became visible, he’s apparently a bad ass at obfuscate…good to know….and questioned us. Thankfully, the assassin suit I had on can dig up some pretty fucking useful intel and we were able to finagle our way into the Sheriff looking the other way about us going to murder the Flint Prince…fuck, we even got the guy to agree to be our Sheriff once we take the town over…I mean…come on, that’s pretty smooth…this might be one of my favorite things to wear….
  • the Sheriff gave us some pretty fucking great intel and now it’s looking like our chances of actually being able to get this done are up…thank fucking god, because honestly, the idea of jacking this up and pissing off the Invisible Prince actually kinda scares me…I’m still not sure what that man is capable of and honestly I don’t want to find out, thankfully Conor bridged that gap for us and now that terrifying shit sees us as family…which depending on how you see things could be worse or better
  • Red and I chatted with the Flint royal guard brothers, Monte and Harrison, and thanks to some advise from the Sheriff laid it on the line to the boys, showed them I was a wolf and told them what Detroit was about, told them about the rite to pack up with them and Harrison was 100% on board, which of course meant his brother was too, we’ve got our plan sorted out, gonna have Gabe and the other Assassins take care of the Nos hound and her feral bitches, while the brothers and Red and I take care of the Prince
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Journal 16

Well. That job with the Assassins went both better and worse than expected. The Assassin’s are on our side for now, mostly because they think we’re on theirs. Of course we are just not in the way that they think, we’ve just got to find the time and the way to convince them of that. No casualties aside from the angel, that wasn’t the plan. I’m confused as to why an agent of the god machine would end itself permanently in order to turn Beks and I into Assassins… What on earth could its intent have been?

We’re going to head back to HQ so we can talk freely and try to decide how to proceed from here, leaving Isaiah in charge. We also need to make a decision about letting the cell resume their mission. From the little that they said about the target I’m all for it, I just hope he’s not one of ours, part of the city. It won’t change the fact that he’s a monster, if what they say is true, we’ll just have to tread carefully.

In the mean time, we also have a club opening in one week, Coliseum/City opening in two weeks, as well as our own personal issues to deal with and I’m sure that Noah will want to see our new “suits” (I guess we’ll just figure out how to use them on the fly… glad we have Gabe to help us with that). Looks like we still won’t be sleeping anytime soon.

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Field Notes 17 - BT
  • Red and I finished making plans for the Assassin job…not really sure this is all gonna work, but we’re gonna give it a go. Gonna try to turn them to our cause and shift their loyalty to the Corporation…we’re gonna have to rely on Isaiah a lot on this one and I’m not really sure how that’s gonna go, only one way to find out though
  • after talking about the assassin job we talked a bit about the city and realized we don’t have enough security and probably didn’t do a great job vetting out the girl band we hired on, Gabe offered to secure us security forces for the Colosseum and the Bedlam building and Jean is going to make some artifacts that will allow the human patrol to be an “alert system” and Lydia is making weaponry for the group, maybe helping with the alert artifacts too
  • we had a few hours before the assassin mission so we decided we’d snag some candidates to be blood dolls for the club opening which is occurring in one week, we rounded up 36 humans for the task in just the couple hours we had…and honestly I’m fucking impressed with us for that. I also snagged a dude to be my ghoul…with all that’s going on I just feel like I need someone who has my back for the soul reason of having my back…I sniffed out a wolf-blood named Alaric who seems like a bad ass and offered him the job…course I didn’t realize he was wolf-blood until after he was already in too deep and now it turns out that his full moon daddy might be a bit pissed at me…meh, maybe I can ghoul his ass too…or fuck it, I’ll full moon up, beat his ass to be his alpha and then ghoul his ass…yep, solid plan. Jean and Gabe are helping me out by hooking Alaric up with magic tattoos and some sweet assassin training so that should help Alaric be even better than a standard Ghoul, which I’m pretty pleased about
  • after the sun came up, Red, Gabe, Tristan and myself went after the assassin group, on the ride there Red mentioned she was sorry for being heavy handed with the whole alpha thing and was gonna make an effort to make sure it was a co-alpha thing more…not sure why she brought it up in front of my two biggest (and probably only if we’re honest) supporters in the pack…maybe she was trying to “meet me on my own turf” or some shit? I don’t know. Hell, it was her idea that those two go on the mission in the first place…not that I’m complaining, no one else I trust at my back more than those two…and Conor of course, but it isn’t like he and I really see each other anymore, let alone work together. Regardless, during the whole planning for the city and the assassin mission I played soldier role “Red what’s your thought” “what are we gonna do” etc etc and honestly it worked out better…smoother than it’s been in the past…maybe it’s because of her old man, but she can’t co alpha, just not in her…she takes any disagreement too personal and that’s just bad for the group. But me, fuck, that’s one of my best features…turning the emotion off, compartmentalizing… I do fine in the soldier role and if I have to take the antlers during combat, since I’m the seasoned fighter, to save someone’s ass then I will, but she can hold her own in a fight, seen that first hand and me just letting her call the shots is the best solution for right now.
  • Evelyn took scout duty for us on the assassin mission and we swooped in when the assassins were gone on a mission, we took down the angel fuck, but not before that bastard gave us a parting shot….by going nuclear christmas tree on us and turning us into assassins…jokes on you motherfucker…our loyalty’s already in stone and all you did was increase my wardrobe option…fucking god machine. Course the assassins felt it when their angel went toast so they hurried home and we got caught with our pants down, but Isaiah and Gabe pulled it in for the win, lying through their teeth in some suave ass motherfucking ruse about us taking down their angel because it was corrupt and Isaiah playing their “replacement reporting angel” or some shit…and every single one of them bought it. We even got invited to dinner…wut…. which honestly wished hadn’t have happened…I liked them, gonna make it hard to rip’m apart if we have to. Hopefully Isaiah can keep them distracted while we head back to the pack and try to figure out how to get their “official reassignment” papers forged or figure out another way to loyal them up to us.
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Field Notes 16 - BT
  • Red and I talked with Jean about Cam since Cam admitted to us he’s been diablerizing people in the city, Jean seems to think that the Diablerie isn’t needed for Cam to survive and he’s just super addicted, and of course Cam says Jean’s full of shit, fair enough, we got Cam to agree to at least try to go without if we could guarantee it wouldn’t kill him so we talked to Conor who promised he’d put the magical whammy on Cam to keep him safe, after Conor agreed to help he informed us that Trystan was back…and granted my team thinks I’m super incapable of all things people related but I did detect some distain in Conor’s voice when he mentioned Trystan was back….which makes sense, I’m sure he’s got an idea that I care for Trystan….shit, I’m sure that has something to do with the “big blowup” that Gabe mentioned Conor and I have in the future. And honestly I’m not sure what the fuck to do about all of it. I’m sure both wouldn’t want me to screw around on them with the other and I can’t just turn off how I feel about one of them to make the other happy. So what the hell does that leave? I guess it means I man up and just walk away? Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do. I know it’d be a hypocritical bitch move to ask them to be ok with a ménage à trois because I sure as shit am not ok with them being with someone else. Last time Trystan and I were together we briefly mentioned Conor…and without really saying much I kinda asked if it pissed Trystan off…you know implying that Conor and I were fucking…it didn’t even seem to phase Trystan, he just said “well, you’re an alpha”. So I guess he expects me to mess around since that’s what Alpha’s do? Since that’s what Misha did. I just kinda still figure to Trystan its just an itch thing you know, like hey we’re pack and we have a physical need and we like each other so lets help each other out with a good scratch. Guess I’m thinking he’d probably help a couple of the other team members out with a good scratch too…and I’m not sure I wouldn’t lose my shit if that were the case, so honestly the smart thing would be just to end it. But aside from Gabe, especially with the distance between Conor and I right now, Trystan’s kinda my port…not sure I can or want to give that up, even if it’s a selfish ass bitch move. And the real shitting thing is, we’ve got bigger problems to worry about and I’m spending way fucking too much time mooning after these bastards like some little university slut. Fuck me, I should just drop the whole goddammed notion and focus on work.
  • Red and I went back to chat with Jean and Cam to get that whole thing started and then met up with Trystan, who had been hunting the Nos with Cam, turns out the little Nos is good enough that Trystan lost his scent…which means we need to find that motherfucker even more….and conveniently enough a misfit group of chics ended up bringing him to us. They seem pretty genuine and pretty badass, plus they want to be part of the city. Red and I both liked them and agreed to let them be our Colosseum guards…which is good because we’ve got to get that place up and running sooner rather than later. Speaking of, we need to get the word out on the city rules that King drafted for us…Red and I read through them (ok, well I skimmed them) and I set up a server so we could house a city rule App or just an App for the city really…made sure it was secure and all that shit by hosting it outta the Prince’s new home and we’ll make sure the App doesn’t have anything that would endanger the masquerade if for some reason it got hacked…maybe we can make it look like a scify site or something, it’s not fully up and running yet, but we got the ground work laid so that’s good
  • Red, King and I chatted about Braden and the whole thing that went down with Ben…I really think we need to talk to Braden, he seriously pulled the wool over our eyes when he should have been looking out for us—both Red and King were absolutely convinced I was going to just botch the whole bloody thing and piss off Braden and implicate Ben and Red…I pointed out that I totally understood we wanted to approach Braden by giving him the benefit of the doubt and finding out information before being an asshole to him about how he went about shit, but apparently Red and King think I’m fucking incapable of any level of diplomacy and lectured me for a solid 20 minutes about how I should talk and act in this situation. Red said it wasn’t a lecture, they were trying to make plans. Just. Just wow. First off, I know a lecture when I receive one. Second, spending days planning for every sentence that you think might get said is an absolute 100% waste of time. Make a general plan and then trust your team, your pack, to get the job done. But I guess that’s the issue, they clearly do not trust me to handle the job…and this isn’t the first time. I got a lecture before we approached Jean too. And that went goddamn smooth as fuck, but god forbid my pack trust their co-alpha. I guess they think all I’m capable of is fighting, which yeah, I’m damn good at that, but I’m not a total fuck up when it comes to people. I’m also smart enough to back out of a situation if I realize I’m botching it. Needless to say after having Red and King harp at me like a 5 year old I was finished. Talking with Braden is scratched off my list, at least that way I won’t have to bloody hear about how I’ll mess everything up if I don’t handle it how I’m told to. I’ll just fucking avoid him, assume I can’t trust him to be safe and go on about my day.
  • Red and I went to talk to Noah about Cam, but of course Braden was there…I just hit the elevator button again and down we went. We can talk to Noah later….mental note. Call first.
  • Obviously Red and I aren’t meshing on this whole co-alpha thing. She’s made damn near all the calls that haven’t involved Conor or Gabe’s lives… but not in a direct way, in a Ventrue way…over analyzing and questioning everything I say so that I just can’t have a conversation without feeling like I’m being called stupid and then I just drop it because it’s either drop it or I get pissed…and that’s the last thing the group needs, me pissed. Hell, she even names everything…the Bedlam building, the team’s name, the club name…I speak up with my ideas and they’re just flat brushed off. To top it off, aside from being told I need to act and talk differently Red also tells me that her and Lydia think I need to dress differently… Seriously. At that point, I was at my limit and pointed out that after trying to dictate my actions and conversations that I wasn’t gonna handle them dictating my wardrobe too….especially when I’m suppose to be co-alpha. Clearly that’s not working out. I’ll keep up the whole Harold thing because it would make the city look weak if I stepped away, plus I told Noah I’d do the job, but the co-alpha thing isn’t working. Red and I are butting heads too much and she’s gonna take that shit personal so for the good of the pack I’ll do what I’m good at…walking away. I can turn good little soldier mode on when I need to, had it beat into me in special forces training and if she’s gonna make all the calls anyway….there’s no point in me having a bullshit title that doesn’t account for shit. Honestly the title just feels like they handed it to me to appease me, like some formality so they didn’t disclude me; and honestly that’s the insulting part. But I’m good at soldier mode too and I like our pack so I can switch off the whole alpha thing for the good of the group…I’m just gonna need to spend a little less time in my wolf suit.
  • After a bit we went back up to chat with Noah about Cam, Noah couldn’t really offer much more info on the whole matter, but had 4 extra ribs for each of us so Red and I got some quick surgery. Which is good in case we get the chance to put some mage suits on…not fond of the idea, but promised Conor I would and Red seems to really want the suit…so we’ll find a way.
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Journal 15

Well, life is just full of fucking surprises. If I had known what a “hieromagus” was before I’m not sure that I would have guessed that Conor was it, though now his disproportionate power levels make more sense. Didn’t exactly expect to learn this much confronting “Jean” about his double agent activities. Don’t know if Conor knew we’d learn as much as we did either when he tipped us off about Jean… seems that magic can be funny like that, even for him.

Apparently, Jean’s true identity is as the Hound equivalent for the local “concillium” of mages here in Detroit. Surprisingly, he actually was trying to protect us from the other mages who haven’t been happy with the fact that we moved in and “took over” so to speak. Looks like we’re just going to carry on owing Conor since, as a hieromagus, odds are the mages will “fall in” (as Jean put it) behind him and hopefully work with us.

Also, and this fucking blew my mindhole, Conor made the Prince?! Really?! I know time magic woogity and all that, but shit, really? Does the Prince know? And in that case who the fuck made Conor? I have questions.

After that aborted ambush at the coliseum we got everybody on the team together and had a coming to Jesus, secret sharing, all cards on the table meeting. That was super fun.

It was much more fun planning our next corporate job, taking over a cell of assassin’s… guardian angel included.

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