Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌💀ch5-two-in-one-contact

Day 5 Location: University of Southern California Players: @Slinar [Alexander Montferrier] Alexander ST: @!Your Hyennaes

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Alexander is gone again in the night. His car leads him in the University of Southern California, where he's supposed to be waited by Linda Mason to began an investigation of the files. He was already thinking of a plausible story to tell her. With him, a white ribbon around his neck, and no weapons for now.

19:40

The woman was waiting for him on the alley, walking and sometimes staring to the butterflies attracted to the lights and spiders led by hunt. She didn't notice Alexander till the last moment and then turned. - Oh, you scared me... Good evening. How was your day?

@Slinar [Alexander Montferrier]

The message came from the Court. "The Gathering for everyone is tomorrow midnight, Theatre."

"A bit better now. What about yours ?" He said, while taking out from his leather snatchel a notebook and a pencil.

04:52

He was wearing a more common outfit, with a shirt, a black jean and a little jacket.

- I'm ok, was not feeling well during the day but now it's also better. Maybe we need to switch to agency work and it will make things run smoother, - she laughed. - Let's go then. I made it to the library archives so we should be good.

"I would be pained if she was sick", thought Montferrier, as he followed her. "Maybe you're just a night howl, that's fine too. I've got the face, let's find the name." Montferrier said, visibly looking at her. He began to think of occasion where he could take a sample of her blood to analyse it.

- Sure, - she smiled a little and took her lead to the university. At that time there were a few people finishing work, some students were still preparing in the library. Familiar smell of books, paper and dust awoken nostalgy in Alexander. A little add of herbs or candles - and it will be almost like in the Chantry. High ceiling, bookshelves, and rows of tables with lamps. Almost like church except of tables 'Careful Wet floor'. Nevertheless Linda seemed to go further yet silent.

22:12

Alexander followed her, smiling as he came back to this place, where he spent some much time studying in his early days of adulthood. A wave of nostalgy crashed on him, and he inspired a bit. He followed her, but yet wary. Who knows what could be lurking in those places?

The girl led Montferrier to one of the smaller rooms and then followed the stairs down to the archives. Here after the metal lattice; there were more modest cabinets. There were boxes and some folders in even rows. There were several tables in the middle of the room. - Well, you can wait for me here, I'll bring the albums.

Montferrier just waited there, looking her go he began to write down what he understood of the latest nights.

Linda brought a few big heavy folders a bit covered with dust and with loud sound put them on the table. - Oof, there you go. It's a photo album pack of the last five years students. If she's a student she has to be here.

"Thank you Linda. I really appreciate your help." He smiled to her, his tired look making the scene a bit aesthetic, as he grabbed the photo album pack and started roaming inside, seaching for the girl and the name Megan. "I was wondering, do you have files on the students ? Like, if we find a name, could we find where they live ?"

- Yes of course. I mean University has all the data on students. She became more silent. - Actually I heard the whole football team missing from not so long. Like a few days.

Some time it took for Montferrier to find the needed girl in color small photos. And there she was - Megan Clark. Lots of makeup, black hair. Cheerleader as it is.

"The whole team… I’ll look at their infos. Maybe that’ll ring a bell." The Vampire was lying to her, but yet hided a bit of truth in it. A part of him was screaming, him that did everything for revealing the unnatural to light and now bound to the Masquerade.

Linda smiled a bit: - Those files are not open to public. So if you're not Superman it will be hard to get there without special permission. Well, or sneaking there. But there's definitely an alarm system.

He smiled, visibly liking more and more the young woman. "If it is what it takes.. Are you against that or you’re a daring one too ?"

- What do you have in mind? - She chuckled, - I just don't want anyone of us get arrested.

"Infiltrating the place with a little bit of audace and…" He stood up, closing up to her slowly, before reaching her hair with his hand and touching a hair pin slightly, softly. "Those little ones you got there. Let’s do this shall we ?"

The woman was pretty surprised and even stepped out a little, then the tension relieved a bit. - Do you even know how to open the locks? What about the alarm system? Well, of course I like adventures, but are you sure? it can be done in longer time, but can be done...

"Fuck. I need to not corrupt her, and if she knows too much of Megan Clark, she'll just... die. I need to do the rest alone. Maybe I'll find stuff by myself." he thought, as he looked with a conflicted gaze Linda. He raised a sorry hand. "I don't know why I said that, that was bold. We'll need more time, and maybe even more intels. Still, this was interesting for the football team part. I'll try to look into it myself, and come back to you when I have more clues. Take some rest, take care of yourself, would you ?" He raised up, and looked at her with a soft expression. "Thank you very much, Linda. You've been of tremoudous help."

She smiled. - Well that's better. I'll be fine, probably just ate something wrong yesterday and went to sleep too late. If you know anything, please let me know. This news are none of my business here, but I am worried about something happens here. Something... I just have a bad gut feeling about.

"I think you're right, and I'll dig to the bottom this grave." He shook her hand with a smile, really beginning to appreciate her. "Take care, and don't hesitate to call me if you ever need my help." As he said that, he depart into the night, with the goal in mind to find more informations on the Clark Family, and where they live.

The night was spent in a research about the family of Megan. Her Father was a big company owner in Genetic field. There was an official address, but not the home one.

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