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The Coterie - The Edition Hotel (pt 8) -Fin
By: BIGDoor82 Date: February 14, 2025, 2:23 pm
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## Clara Groves / 2025-02-12 23:15:13 | 12461
*I want to watch you bleed
You're the crime but I'm the scene*
Toreador | Auspex 2 | Enchanting Voice
[Tampa, FL](/roomloc/19)
They'd been together for a few months, but maybe none of them
had really been sure if the coterie would last until now. Serge
gave them that extra nudge; they'd have to be serious to keep
him around. And she's necessary if they want to run this city
eventually. They're dead right that the dead girl mafia needs to
get their **** together.
Wait, that's kind of...
No, better keep that one up her sleeve. She's never been great
at branding because branding is for cattle ranchers and she's
never dealt with the whole 'cow' part of 'cowgirl'. "A'right,
time to show our hands then." Each of them offers something
up-front. Serge is street-smart, maybe a shitkicker but a
cityslicker too. Stacy has money but she's mostly the vision.
M'Kayleigh's zoomer-speak makes her offer an apologetic grimace
to Serge, whom she had previously warned about this very
phenomenon.
"I have about a million in liquid, most of it's tied up into
real estate but I can yank it out to pool everything up. Less
worried about dollar amounts here than how to protect what we
got from bandidos who wanna come at us crossways." It's not just
money, it's guns, and Sebastian's criminal ties, but to
elaborate on all that would be to belabor the point.
MK gets an odd look from the Toreador at her tortured dialect,
but Clara's expression settles as she gives the Ventrue her
undivided attention, taking a seat and putting her elbows up to
rest her chin in her hands. It's rare enough that she speaks
like this, and maybe that ought to be encouraged.
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## Sergine "Serge" Carlock / 2025-02-13 00:41:38 | 12468
Come see this little war of mine.
[Approved]
Camarilla Brujah
Dexterity 4 : Lightning Reflexes | Strength 4 : Viscous | New
Arrival | Rep
[Tampa, FL](/roomloc/19)
Serge stood while the others spoke, moving briefly out of sight
to grab the stuff she'd left in the washroom. They returned with
the long case and the backpack and set the long case down at
their feet, face open as they began slotting the various
magazines they had no used into it, doing so slowly,
methodically, ensuring everything was in the right place and
secured.
They were listening though, that smirk returned at MK's use of
language, one might almost wonder if the Brujah was enjoying it.
Clara's apologetic look drew no real reaction save a brief shrug
as the mercenary continued their almost ritualistic efforts.
"The majority of my assets are unavailable to me, and would
take...effort, to reacquire." He pursed his lips at that, as if
perhaps he was regretting something now. They shook that thought
from their head however and rose once more, moving to the table
to grab the P90.
By the time she had returned to the couch MK was talking about
their plan, and the scar faced vampire simply raised a brow
before rolling their hand over a few times as if to convince MK
to speak further. "Then say your piece."
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## Anastasia Anderson / 2025-02-13 03:19:12 | 12484
Stacy
*Young hearts, out our minds
Runnin' 'til we outta time
Wild childs, lookin' good
Livin' hard just like we should*
-Kesha
[*Approved*]
Malkavian | Oracular Ability
Visual (Colorful Sparkles) and Auditory (Whispers)
Hallucinations
BP: 12/12, 1/turn | W: 4/4 | Humanity: 6
MK has a plan. *Finally* say the whispers as the sparkles around
MK shift color from a pale pink to a blood red. I knew MK had it
in her to lead. She's a Ventrue. It's why I brought her into
this Coterie. I could see the potential in her, as much as her
Sire could. Even if he is an idiot. I pull up a chair and lay my
head on the table, watching MK, listening, grinning like a
lunatic. I'm excited for her.
Money. "Mine's all tied up in the stock market, and the Twin's
security business." I fund the business, but they're the owners
on paper. "But I can make some of it liquid if needs be." I say
all this, never taking my head off the table, and looking at
each of them in turn, landing on MK. "Do your Ventrue thang." I
say with a laugh.
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## M'Kayleigh Bancroft / 2025-02-14 01:07:37 | 12511
"Don't talk like you don't want me,
Don't talk like I'm some zombie"
[Ventrue Neonate] [Fame:1] [Blush of Health]
"Cause I know you love this feeling - Say you're ready to go,
Say you're ready to go.
I know your body's screaming - Say you're ready to go, Say
you're ready to go."
[App:4 Exotic] [Cha:3] [Presence:3]
[WP: 5/5 - H:6 - BP: 9/10]
Tampa, FL
M'Kayliegh did her best to come up with a plan that spotlighted
each of their strengths, and allowed herself, in her mind, to be
seen as an asset and not a liability. She would offer up a
cashflow injection, and let Sergine and Clara figure out how to
protect it from bandidos. "Yeah, for sure. We might not have Ops
now, but once we start making moves... we probably will. I can
protect our shared assets financially, a multi-member LLC, some
offshore biz accounts, and a little paperwork, easy. I can do
that on my phone, which has high level encryption software, and
global satellite connection. As far as liquid cash, I'll let
Clara and Sergine determine the best practices for protecting
our resources physically." She nods, looking between the
Toreador and Brujah before continuing.
She looks down at her phone, checking her notes, and the short
intro she had written. She looks back to her Coterie, making
brief eye contact with each of them in turn, before addressing
the room as a whole. She had formulated a plan that would help
her prove her newfound resolve to become a better Vampire to
herself, to her Coterie, and hopefully Leopold too. She had to
come up with a plan that used their Vampiric Disciplines. She
knew with her Presence, she wouldn't be able to be stealthy,
which was never a strong suit for her anyways. She knew that
Clara and Stacy, like herself, made use of Auspex. She also knew
Serge and Clara were lightning fast, Clara especially so. It was
these combination of powers, coupled with MK's determination to
turn her perceived liability, into an asset. Now, she just had
to actually communicate her plan, and hope it was something they
could use, or at least get the conversation going.
"Okay, so I've been thinking about The Box, and how we are going
to get onto the boat to retrieve it. I realize with my Presence,
as awe inspiring as I am, I will likely be unable to simply
sneak onto the boat... which got me thinking. What if I walk
right onto the boat? I look like Kine, to other Kine and to most
Kindred. I can spill a few drinks on myself and pretend to be a
drunk party girl who lost her bearings and wandered onto the
'wrong boat' looking for a 'private party'. Okay, now so like
someone has to come out and see what's going on, right? Boom!
Entrancement. Now I have a willing servant. I send them to go
get the ship's captain, and boom! I have two willing servants.
So like... if anything goes wrong, Stacy and Clara will be able
to talk to me in whispers, almost like a spy wearing an
earpiece. Sergine and Clara are super fast... and Stacy, she can
handle a gun. So, maybe we give her one of those big ones with
the scope and she can be like, a sniper in a perch." she grins,
almost triumphantly. "I'm thinking we might not even have to go
in, I could get them to just *bring me* the box, because I'm so
super cute and persuasive"
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## Clara Groves / 2025-02-14 04:31:20 | 12531
*I want to watch you bleed
You're the crime but I'm the scene*
Toreador | Auspex 3 | Enchanting Voice
[Tampa, FL](/roomloc/19)
The nuts and bolts of their organization are better left for
another time, a longer discussion that will probably be rather
boring and involve a lot of diagrams made out of napkins and
straws in the back booth of a dive bar. Clara remains quiet,
attentive, waiting for MK to get down to the matter at hand
rather than adding anything to draw it out.
The plan, such as it is, has its merits and its flaws. It would
be easy to dismiss it out of hand, but Clara's never been that
kind of leader. Hell, she's never really been the leader at all
except when it came to throwing her weight at Elysium - her
elbows are sharper than any Harpy's. Not a job she envies,
covets, or respects in any way, clan stereotypes be as damned as
their souls.
She leans back, nodding gently. "It's a good start, M'Kayleigh.
Doubtin' it'll be so easy as asking someone to go play fetch but
if you can draw eyes to ya like that, it'll mean of 'em lookin'
our way when we slink our way in." She casts a glance toward
their designated 'sniper', trying to imagine Stacy as a low-down
backshooter and unable to complete the picture in her mind.
"Maybe Anastasia just... has some bi-noculars, though. This
shouldn't get bloody 'less we really skip a cog."
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## Sergine "Serge" Carlock / 2025-02-14 12:41:30 | 12532
Come see this little war of mine.
[Approved]
Camarilla Brujah
Dexterity 4 : Lightning Reflexes | Strength 4 : Viscous | New
Arrival | Rep
[Tampa, FL](/roomloc/19)
The scarred Brujah continued their self appointed task of
clearing their gear. They release the magazine they had inserted
into the P90 with one swift motion, before releasing the one
chambered round out the rear of the gun. This round was easily
reinserted into the magazine and then both were carefully stored
away in the case before its lid was snapped shut.
He is listening however, it might actually be interesting to
note that Serge does this all without ever looking at the weapon
in question, those grey eyes locked onto MK through their entire
layout. She remains silent at the end for several moments,
perhaps digesting the idea as Clara speaks. To this Serge offers
another slow nod as they moved to put their body armour back
into their backpack. In replacement, they pulled out a set of
clothing.
"Multiple approaches is good. They should overlap, and support
each other." Serge looked at MK specifically now. "I will help
you refine your strategy, to increase success, and incase of
failure."
At that the Brujah stood and began to strip off the jacket they
had been wearing, tossing it where they had sat before starting
to unbutton the rest of their top.
"MK's idea is good, I would have hulled the ship and gone in for
the box after everyone is dead, or evacuated."
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