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| Intelligence Report: Primogen Caston Kane; ATTN: Prince Alarik | |
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| Topic Started: Thursday, 23. January 2014, 00:15 (277 Views) | |
| Emily Watts | Thursday, 23. January 2014, 00:15 Post #1 |
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Scourge
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The following handwritten intelligence report was delivered by a ghoul courier. The letter is contained within a manilla envelope sealed with blood and wax. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Secret//releasable to Prince Alarik Serial: Intelligence Report 1401 Date of information: 23 January 2014 Executive Summary: After a life changing experience with perception altering narcotics it appears as if Primogen Caston Kane regrets his decision to engage in such activity and has resolved to disengage from such behavior. Text: Included with this document are the reference materials this report has been based on. Initial observation of Primogen Caston Kane revealed him to be in the custody of two adult males, one of which is assessed to be an individual by the name of Moshe. Tape A contains a detailed recording of the two unidentified males' conversation. In summary the individuals took pictures of Primogen Caston Kane's exposed body while he was under the influence of an unidentified narcotic. After taking the picture the adult males placed Kane in a dumpster, secured it, and left. Agent Watts attempted to further conceal Primogen Caston Kane but was unable to evacuate the Primogen due to constrained hours of darkness. Tape B contains daylight footage of Primogen Caston Kane's temporary Haven. During the hours of daylight a young male by the name of Dove, an associate of Jhael, provided overwatch of Primogen Caston Kane. This continued until the hours of darkness where an older Torrie female by the name of Leo arrived to provide Primogen Caston Kane with secure passage, Vitae, and limited clothing. Agents Watts is trained in reading body langauge and observed the following details in regards to Primogen Caston Kane. Target appears remorseful of actions. Target displays emotions consisting of regret, disgust, hate, and embarrasment. This in combination with statements made by Primogen Caston Kane shortly after his awakening makes it almost certain that the target intends to resolve current conflicts and quit the use of narcotics. Additionally, Leo and Primogen Caston Kane further discussed this Moshe individual indicating that he had allegedly been killed at an earlier date. Further reflection of the conversation reveals that Moshe may be a Kindred operating within London without permission of Prince Alarik. Further investigation into Moshe is required for detailed analysis. Suggestion: Additional observation of Primogen Caston Kane in regards to narcotics activity is no longer required in light of recent evidence. Agents Watts suggests being retasked as there is no further information to be garnered involving Primogen Caston Kane and narcotics related activity. Request: Attached are the original copies of Primogen Caston Kane's nude images. Agent Watts formally requests to keep a copy for personal usage at the behest of Master Alarik. End of report Secret//releasable to Prince Alarik Edited by Emily Watts, Thursday, 23. January 2014, 01:04.
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| Jhael | Thursday, 23. January 2014, 19:41 Post #2 |
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Prince Blucher's Dinner (still not quite house trained)
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The report was passed from the hand of one ghoul to another, then taken to the office of Prince Blucher's CEA. It must be vetted. Surgical gloves, check. Mask, check. Neat slice of a knife under the wax. He rotated the flexible neck of his desk lamp to shine over the paper he unfolded. Blue eyes were emotionless as he scanned the words illuminated in his dim little corner of the Blythe House. So, this is what Cas has been 'busy' with. Forgiveness came immediately. There is no way he could be angry at his favorite Rose over common vices. Then, he continued to read. Again. Then, again. He pulled the damn SARS mask up over his head, his breath gone shallow. He read again, then again, then again. The words never changed, nor could they possibly be interpreted in any way. Leaning over the report with his fingers pressing into his temples, his knee shook hard enough to knock the desk in a tremor. "Shit," he croaked, struggling to breathe. Knocking the head of the lamp aside, he tore from his chair to pace to his oil diffuser. His hands trembled so ridiculously he spilled gardenia on his glove. Closing his eyes, he breathed, breathed, breathing it in until his heart slowed from the gallop. When he opened his eyes, that dreaded thing on his desk basked patiently under the tilted glow of his lamp. He could not handle it. He could not deliver Moshe's death warrant. He is already dead. Was he, when... ? Hiding by the Christmas tree, under that skull. Sawyer's arm (was it him?) around the dark little man who looked a little pallid that night. So relieved to see him alive and well, he didn't question. Resolved to forget he ever saw him. His secret gift to Moshe. Alive and well. While everyone else knew... Pale with shock, Jhael folded the report away. Stashed it in the very back of the desk drawer he rarely used. Out of sight, out of mind. He could not bring himself to do anything. Not right now. |
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