Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌💀🟩ch8-lone-wolf-in-la

Chapter 8 Location: LA Downtown & Ventrue tower Players: @Andante [Volg] ST: @!Yr Hyennaes (Tash/Kris/Agnes)

Related Scenes: #❌🌙ch7-i-see-trouble-on-the-way #❌🎃ch7-i-was-out-for-one-day

Volg was of the Ivory Tower, that doesn't mean he liked to deal with the ivory tower. But he had some questions that he wouldn't be able to answer alone. But that was for later. Fighting off three ghouls and taking several shotgun blasts to the face would make most Kindred hungry, so it was time to feed. Taking off his usual suit and coat, and replacing them instead with his old military pants and shirt, applying some face paint, and taking along a skinning knife. None of these processes were necessary, so to speak. But it was a ritual, a routine, something to keep him sane. The plan was the same as it always was, go out into the forest, hunt a deer, if he finds signs of a sole hiker deep in the woods, well... * *Many a wanna-be explorer are mauled by animals in Cali's forested hills (edited)

The night was really nice, the weather opened the starry sky. Here under the stars it was pleasant to have a dive into wilderness. Volg smelled the remainders of the fireplace going out and very soon he was a nice tent with no light inside.

The Gangrel wasn't hungry enough to murder for now, he slowly approached the tent with the intention to, if there is only one person in it, incapacitate them, likely by choking them out, drink enough blood to make them feel woozy when they get their consciousness back, but not quite kill them. After which he would go back to his bar to get dressed for a meeting with the prince (edited)

As the younger hiker fell to a slump in the enormous Gangrel's chokehold the latter sank his fangs into his neck, drawing precious blood. Realizing, as he drank, that he was a tad hungrier than he thought. Upon letting the man down, having healed the few wounds he got, Volg realized he somewhat overdrew and the man's survival was in question. Not exactly caring, but not wanting to let a man die pointlessly when he could help it, Volg fished out the man's phone and dialed an emergency tone for lost hikers and made his way back to the Ash & Daniels

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03:48

After getting dressed, with a deep sigh, he will set out to the Ventrue tower, far from favourite place in the world. Still, at least the prince wasn't a Toreador

After a short talk with officer Chunk Volg finally got to the penthouse office of LaCroix. The door was open and gangrel faced the Prince sitting at his table frowning at some papers. When the guest entered, Sebastian looked at him and put aside his documents. - Mister... Volg? What brought you here?

@Andante [Volg]

The gangrel doesn't show any of his general signs of aggression, he's a territorial being, that includes respecting someone else's territory "Prince. Had an encounter with a certain individual that I think should be of interest to you. He came to my turf, attempted to convert me or some shit, wasn't too happy when I told him to stick it up one, sicked his ghouls on me, long story short I think they learned an important lesson on fucking with a Gangrel's turf, and one of them is mine now." Volg cracks his neck, a tad sore post hunt "Average height, pale, creepy, ugly even. Kind of young, wiry messy black hair, wore a glove with a hole in the middle, gave off a creepy vibe, the type Lasombra or Tremere give off, not that I know the clan, just the vibe. Seems like he's making ghouls left and right and not teaching them shit. I can take care of the one I took as mine, but seems like a potential masquerade breach brewing. Of course there's the matter of him trying to recruit people from your organization, to, I can only assume, overthrow you or stir some shit."

Lacroix narrowed his eyes and stoop up, closing the doc folder while listening for the nasty facts. Gangrel could feel how the Beast in ventrue got angry. Very angry. - In MY city... - He hissed through his teeth, - contact out new sheriffs and let them do the job.

Volg could certainly relate to the indignation of the prince at someone fucking around in his turf "We have a new Sheriff? Damn, I was busy for one Elysium. What's the name, where do I find them?" (edited)

- I had to get two new people to get rid of all the mess that's happening here. One is Alex Kennedy, tremere, and the other one is Brujah Roxanne Shepherd. I'll ask my secretary to message you their numbers. You have a phone, right? - He suddenly asked as who knows these Gangrel guys.

"I may live on the outskirts of the city, Mr LaCroix, but I still live in a city, I have a phone, yes. I'll pass the information as soon as I get around to it. But figured you ought to know first."

07:59

The large man provides his number, and unless stopped departs

- Excellent, - LaCroix was still irritated but they got to some kind of nice understanding here. Volg was not held any longer.

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08:24

Recap:

08:25

Volg goes back to the forest to replenish his blood supply before a meeting with the prince. After assaulting a camper and calling the emergency services for him he goes to the Ventrue tower and informs the prince of the weird kid that went to his bar recently and was told of the new Sheriffs in town and was told to inform them, leaving his number to recieve theirs in return. He then went back to the bar

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