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Getting to know the new blood
Topic Started: Thursday, 13. February 2014, 13:33 (1,141 Views)
George Henry Harris
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The Arena, Kingston College. A mighty complex with multiple rooms for different activities and a large sports hall, completed by a myriad of locker rooms and rooms for teachers and technical staff. At the time of night the meeting was set, there was still a bit of activity with small sports groups still in there but not as much as there would be during the day.

And once again it was meeting time. George stood in the middle of a small portion of the room for gymnastics, dressed in a tracksuit in scarlet, dark blue and white with matching scarlet plimsoles, watching the preparations for the meeting of his half of the clan... While he stood watch, Barney and Jane, both dressed in plain grey tracksuits with matching shoes were busy putting mats on the floor and arranging for a small circle of balls to sit on. Once that was done they took everything away that might be used to hurt someone and then sat down at the side, being done with their work for now.

George inspected what they had done and then sat down next to them. Now everything they could do was waiting for the others to arrive...
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Toran
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Toran pulled up in his black truck and contemplated this meeting. It would be his first as one of them, not just a mortal servant. Lucy said she'd meet him there. Wanted to put in a few hours at the tattoo parlor that evening. So mindful of George's message he had a sports back over one shoulder and was dressed in a simple set of huge black sweats and loosely laced sneakers. The 6'4 260 lbs brujah was now as he'd ever be. His neck smoothly shaved, his beard trimmed nicely along his jaw. His black hair was cut smartly at jaw length. It was a simple and professional cut. All his piercings and tattoos were hidden beneath the thick black cotton, all but his right hand. Wrapped around the strap of gym bag it was inked with wires, cogs and machine parts, looking like a cybernetic limb.

His frost-blue eyes were wary as he walked in, though his skin was a healthy pink and not nearly so cold as a normal vampire; a gift inherited from his Sire. Couldn't handle food like she could though. Wasn't a big deal to him, actually amused him. He had already thought of a couple of situations where being able to vomit blood "spontaneously" could make for one hell of a useful distraction. Still, nothing in his bag more dangerous than a towel and a pair of boots to change into. Just a normal "workout" bag if anyone happened to inspect it.

He'd tested himself with Lucy. He was stronger now. Passing even the strength he'd gained as a ghoul. He could pick up a motorcycle easy enough to toss it if he felt the need. Not that he would to one of their lovely vehicles. Still it was a learning curve. He'd already broken some of his tools adjusting to exactly how hard he could swing or twist them. He put those thoughts aside as he walked into the gym and nodded to George and his seated companions. He tossed the bag carelessly against the wall and, not seeing anyone, walked over to one of the mats and started doing stretches as if he was getting ready for a workout.
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Lucy Fehrer
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She was, for once, not all that late! The Brujah had finished with her last appointment, grabbed her clothes and headed out the door as quickly as she was able to. So, she was at most a little late, showing up with a bag hanging over one shoulder and dressed in fairly typical work out wear, black sweatpants, sneakers and a black and red hoodie pulled over a sports top.
She almost... Matched up. Almost. As her hair had gotten the Rainbow Dash treatment that evening, sporting a rainbow of colours in a spiky arrangement. If nothing else it was very her, and the Swede wasn't exactly known for being able to pretend to be anyone else.

So, it was with one of her usual grins that she showed up. Quietly entering upon noticing Toran working out. Hey, she was allowed to watch a bit. It was a pretty nice view after all, though she wondered if the two of them were the first to show up. Surely more ought to be popping up soon?

Oh, and George was around there somewhere, she really wanted to see him so she could give him a hug. It would be the first time since their talk concerning Toran's embrace. And the first time he'd get to meet Toran as one of them.
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Ronnie
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George seemed to have a liking for colleges, or why did also the second meeting take place in a college?
This time they werenīt a theatre group but a gymnastics group.
Ronnie was wearing jogging pants, a T-shirt and a coat, as it was still winter.
He was carrying a sports bag, with a towel, shower gel and some clothes in it. Not that he would need that suff, but he was pretending to be part of a gymnastics group...

Ronnie finally found the right room and stepped inside.
George was already there, with Jane and whatever the other ghoulīs name was.
And Lucy was there...and that guy who looked like the ideal Brujah, tall and strong. Oh gosh, if only Ronnie could look like that...!
But Ronnie didnīt feel like really doing gymnastics.
At least there were no metal detectors this time. Had all that security been there because of the Anarchs on the other meeting?

"Hi all", he said, loudly enough, so that surely everybody could hear him.

Who was still missing, he wondered. That guy with the hood whose face Ronnie hadnīt seen in the Pitt.
If only Ares was still in London, but he was gone and might never come back.
But there was nothing Ronnie could do about it. And he had decided to stay here and not join Ares.
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George Henry Harris
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As soon as Ronnie arrived Barney and Jane stood up, greeting them with a nod and went to the mats taking a seat on a ball each, waiting for the meeting to begin. George also stood up and walked over to the assembled brothers and sisters, greeting them with a smile, looking who was there and who still had to come. Before he started though he chose to greet them and perhaps have a few words with them about the planned action in Redbridge.

"Welcome and thank you for coming. As soon as Ares and Roussol have arrived we can begin our meeting, so if you want take a seat and have a chat while waiting... Sure, this isn't intended to be a business meeting, but I hope you'll forgive me, if I do speak a bit of it regardless..."
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Toran
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Toran nodded his head to George and Ronnie and came over to sit on the mats. He flashed a warm smile at Lucy and winked one frost-blue eye. He leaned back on his thick arms and leg his long legs lay out in front of him, his gaze turning to focus on George with a keen expression. He was interested to see how this would go. The last meeting Lucy had brought him too had not been the most restful on a number of levels.

Hopefully this one would be calmer.
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Though nobody would realise from his blank expression, Roussol was amused. While he hadn't yet made much progress along the social road and met many locals, Primogen Harris had a unique way of doing things that caught his attention in a good way - even if tonight's meeting place had become a firm pain in Roussol's ass to get to. Those inclined to improving their physical well-being by way of exercise had a habit of looking at themselves whenever possible. As a result, he had made three separate attempts to reach the designated meeting point before finding a route that had the bare minimum of bright lighting and reflective surfaces. Dressed in a simple tracksuit and trainers, this time he had left his hood down to display hair shorn right down to stubble all over.

"Sir." Roussol nodded to George and stepped closer to the group before taking a cross-legged seat on one of the mats, ignoring the provided ball.
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Lucy Fehrer
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Lucy being Lucy, gave the other arrivals a flash of a bright grin and a wave of her hand before moving over to join them. though, she did take the liberty of sitting down between Toran's legs so she could lean back against him while turning her gaze to George.
What? It was a Clan meeting, a rather informal one at that, so she reckoned she was allowed to lean against her fiancé. Not that that last part was necessarily widely known yet, but it didn't much matter. Because it didn't make it any less true.

Mentioning bringin up business, the blonde merely nodded. She had no trouble with that. George wouldn't bring stuff up unless they were important anyway, or at least she figured he wouldn't. He wasn't the type who thought droning on and on about shit was all that interesting, so yeah, no problem with him bringing up some things first.
After all, that's sorta what meetings were for wasn't it?
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George Henry Harris
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Looking at the assembly, George thought about what to say and then remembered he could start now, as Ares was already informed of the Redbridge plan.

"Well, I suppose Ares will be late, but I think he wouldn't mind if I began with a topic I already had on another meeting: the great clean-up in Redbridge..."

He paused to gather his thoughts and telling them about it without telling too much. Once he had succeded, he looked at them and continued.

"I'm planning, as some already might know, a series of operations to drive the scum out of the East and the city in general... Therefore I'll hold a Grand Meeting once I've finished the preparations and everyone of you who wants to participate will be welcome. I expect nobody to follow me and it won't be thought any less of you if you don't..."
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Toran
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His deep voice is soft, but still managed to roll across the room like a black fog, deep and smooth.

"Are you planning a solid raid or a series of hit and runs against located havens?"

It was sort of a shame Toran hadn't known about this before his embrace. If he'd been aware of where and what George was looking for he might have been able to set up thermal cameras around the area to identify locations where those with lower body temperatures congregated, giving the man a more solid set of targets. Now that he was ONE of those night only individuals, doing so without being caught would be much harder. Still, there might be ways.
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Ronnie
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Balls to sit on, oh dear...Ronnie sat on one of the balls, but he had to supress laughing.
Then Mr. Hoodie arrived, without the hood on. But did he also have a name?

"Ares wonīt come, he has left London."
Ronnie had told that to George already, on the phone. And things hadnīt changed since then.
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George Henry Harris
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Nodding appreciatively George looked at Toran, then seemed to think before starting to explain what he had planned at least in rough, as the details would be discussed on the meeting he'd call for that purpose.

"We'll be taking out a few havens in the planned operation, the solid raid will be a thing for later once we have achieved that... So for now we'll just settle for the hit and run operation...You'll get the details on the scheduled meeting."

The smile faded and he looked at the assembly calm and yet his face showed that the next point was serious business and he'd not tolerate people disobeying his order.

"Another thing: You probably did notice that the Prince has put up a bounty on an Anarch for 'defacing' Blythe House, possibly forcing anyone willing to earn that bounty to go North, find him and manage to get him to Blythe House in one piece while surviving himself... A very dangerous task for comparably little money and with little chance to succeed, I'd say. Thus I've come to the conclusion I can't send you there with a good conscience and I order you to abstain from that... Furthermore at the mentioned meeting there'll be Anarchs present, most of them family. I just want to make sure you know they'll be my guests for the duration of the meeting and as long as they are in our territory and I'd ask you to treat them accordingly..."

With a final look at his clan that expressed his hope they'd understand and a nod he sat down, smiling again and closing the business and the speeches for now.





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Lucy Fehrer
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Well, the blonde, leaning against Toran, had no issue with anything George had just said. She had no problems with Anarchs or Independents for that matter. She only ever had a problem with the Sabbat. And as for not going after some bounty? Put on a guy for defacing the Blythe house? Well, hah! As if she would've tried her hands on that at all.
Besides, whatever he'd done to the place it was probably pretty minor. Because she hadn't seen any tagging or graffiti or vandalism the times she'd passed it. If anything she had a feeling it was a case of the Prince over reacting, but, it was none of her business and wouldn't become any of her business either.

"No issues here" Lucy said with a light shrug of her shoulders, briefly glancing up at Toran before looking to George again. It wasn't obvious at first glance, the change in the big guy, so it might be George wasn't aware of it. Which was whys he'd bring it up at an appropriate time during the meeting. Only fair the new blood, the really new blood, got introduced right?
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Toran
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"Can't say being a bounty hunter in Anarch turf is particularly appealing to me. I live in that turf. No real need to stir up a hornets nest where I have a place of business."

Not that he really DID much business there. Some, mostly now he was selling those custom phones over black market cut outs to people who could afford to pay for a phone that was damned hard to trace and almost impossible to tap without getting your hands on it and being able to open the case up.

"I do make some pretty small custom cameras though, both normal and thermal. I guess if people really want to fork over the cash I can make some for them to set up and try to track the guy with. But I'm not talking about some microscopic spy cameras, this is reality here. Either way, what you do after you pay for them is your business."

Never hurt to point out skills that might lead to new customers after all. For all he knew George would request a couple of dozen cameras to set up all around those Sabbat lairs so he could track who was coming and going and start building up a real specific target list, not to mention have confirmation about everyone inside the places when he wanted to pull his raids. That'd be what HE would do anyway. Observe for as long as possible, then... mail a firebomb or something into the place and PPSSSSSSSBOOOOOOOMMMM, no more lair. No witnesses, no evidence. No muss no fuss.
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On the phone George had said he didnīt forbid Ronnie to go after the vandal, but by now George had obviously changed his mind.

"That vandal is an arrogant guy, I wouldnīt mind hunting him down, but I wonīt do it if you donīt want that. But what if the Prince commands me to? He knows that I spoke to the vandal in the Tripper, and the Prince wrote me a short mail that the 10.000 quid are still waiting for me.
I wrote back that you are against it and that I donīt really want to do anything that might harm my clan. Havenīt heard anything since then."
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George looked at Ronnie with a reassuring smile and a nod.

"Should he do that, you're free to do it, but I don't think he will..."

After a reassuring smile he turned to Toran with a wide smile.

"That would be most excellent... I'll have a thought and then I'd like to have a chat with you about the things you could do to help me, alright ?"

Walking around the room he thought about what to do next, then he looked at Lucy and Toran with a smile and a nod, then turned to everyone.

"Brothers and sister, we have a new member of our family here to be welcomed. I'd like to personally welcome Toran in the clan and I hope we can be a good family for him."

Having said that he went to Toran and offered his hand for him to shake.

"Welcome to the family, Toran."

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The big man returned George's handshake with a nod of his head, his black beard gleaming and his frost-blue eyes gleaming warmly as he kisses the back of Lucy's head.

"Thank you Sir. It is an honor to have been accepted among you. Thank you for helping make this transition possible for me."

His deep voice rumbled out into the room with a slight smile. He had already thanked George once, but it never hurt to be honest and thank someone more than once when they'd done something so good for them. Besides, the man seemed inclined to think about how to do things the smart way. Couldn't fail to enjoy getting behind a man who was willing to use good subordinates.

The heavily muscled Brujah wrapped his arms around Lucy, holding her with his somewhat warm skin, he did enjoy the fact that they matched in temperature. It made him happy to have that in common. Maybe he was a bit vain to enjoy being so close to human normal for coloring and temperature. Just made it a bit easier to blend in.

Toran turned to regard Roussel, Ronnie and George, along with George's ghouls. Giving them each a polite nod as part of George's introduction. Making it clear he was acknowledging their presence as they acknowledged his along with George's introduction.
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The look on Lucy's face? It was one that glowed with happiness when Toran wrapped his arms around her, her eyes turning to George as she mouthed the words "Thank you". Words she knew she was likely to be telling him several times over for some time to come.
After all, the man had done her a huge favour by writing that letter of recommendation for her when she'd petitioned the Prince. And he'd made it clear that he was going to be there for her and for the Clan as a true leader ought to be.
If anything? He'd earned the young Brujah's admiration with that.

She leaned into Toran, one hand moving to rest on one of the thick arms wrapped around her.

Oh, sure, a part of her was still terrified about it all. The whole being someone's Sire thing. but she and Toran? She was certain that was meant to be. And while she knew there would be rough parts to their relationship as well, she was willing to work for it. As was he. Because they had eternity ahead of them now. And while she didn't actually want to live forever, she did want as much time with him as she could.
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O.K., so Ronnie would simply do nothing about that vandal as long as the Prince didnīt command to hunt him.

New member of the family? But that guy had been already here when they had met in the pub. But then it became clearer what was meant. Toran was obviously a newly embraced Brujah, instead of a new Brujah arriving in London.

"You were embraced here in London? So youīre a baby Brujah now? Well, quite a big baby, Iīd say. Well, anyway, itīs great, congratulations...and welcome!"


Ronnie smiled in a very warm and friendly manner at Toran and Lucy.
But somehow Ronnie was quite surprised that the Prince had allowed an embrace. Wasnīt that normally quite expensive, owing the Prince quite a lot?
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Toran contemplated Ronnie's response. In another setting he might feel compelled to punch the fellow in the face for repeatedly referring to him as a baby. But he let it roll off his back. Lucy had explained the whole "fledgling" concept to him and despite his age and size, he was technically he supposed, a vampire baby. He just nodded his head politely to Ronnie and kept stroking Lucy's shoulder with one hand.

Still, baby? He sighed internally, keeping it off his face as he mentally counted to ten a few times. Who the hell refers to a 6'4 man weighing 260 lbs as a baby and doesn't expect there to be trouble? Then again, maybe he wanted trouble. Could have been a test. That'd make sense. Haze the new guy and see what he was made of. Yeah, that'd make sense in it's own way. See how much it took to make him frenzy. Oh that'd be annoying. If he went, it would be almost guaranteed Lucy would go. He'd noticed that. Side effect of the blood bond maybe. They were pretty damned sensitive to each other's moods. In some ways it was good. Hard to fight with the center of your universe. It was probably sickening when watched from the outside.

But it also sort of guaranteed anything that flipped one would trigger the other if only to defend the first. Complicated dynamics indeed.
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