The Dreadfull City RPG

Spade nodded her head at Raiziel, and bowed before walking down the hall. She walked into her office and paced back and forth for a while. Thinking of some plan, thinking of why Damien wanted to meet. SHe was so confused.
Was it a set up?
Was it an allience?
She laughed, hell would freeze over before she would ever agree to an allience with Minuo.

Raiziel took the radio and turned it on. "Hello?" he asked. IF these guys wanted to set up an alliance it would be perfect. Raiziel would agree, and once the Minuo clan began to trust them... THey'll back stab the Minuo clan. Raiziel smiled.

][what the hell mousy. Spade has the radio, youre supposed to be talking to the other ancient][

~Ok, this is confusing!~

lol 🙄

Patroclus had left the ballroom. He would feed later if the need should arise. He watched several young couples turn as he passed. This was not what he planned. To be shut up in a building, but he worked as much as he could to gain the rank of ancient.

~Whatever, I'll just play along.~

Raiziel headed for Patrocolus trying to find him. He wondered if Patroclus already heard of the news, the message. But it was better to check if he did.

A servant walked passed Raizel stopping in front of Patrocolus who sat in a big back armchair. She immediately offered him a glass of blood. "Mi'lord." she says blushing ever so slightly.

Without heeding her blush, Patrocolus picks the glass up and puts it to his lips tilting it ever so slightly.

Raiziel looked at the passing servant and raised an eyebrow. He looked up at Patrocolus. "Heard the news?" asked Raiziel.

"No, do I ever hear anything unless you tell me?" Patrocolus answered in a surprisingly calm voice. His blue eyes piercing his ld friend's. "The day I know something before you that was not about me, the vampire race will be swallowed up."

Spade grabbed the radio, and taking a deep breath she pressed the talk button.
"This is Commander Spade speaking," she said into the radio, she stood next to the window, looking out onto the city. Ambulance sirens rang in the night, as well as screams. All Spade could do right now was wait for Damien to answer her.

Raiziel smirked. "Anyway, so I came up with this plan, to kill all humans on their side.... So they would have to come to our side to get food. So partially, the plan worked, but only a little humans were left. And one got captured. He came back right now with a message that somekind of commander Damion gave him a radio to tell something to the INferi clan." he said.

Patrocolus stood. "What? One of our clan was captured and I was not informed?" he says his anger showing a little. His fist clenched around the delicate glass crushing it. "WHere is the poor boy?"

][now THATS what im talking about righ thurr ella. lol.][

Spade waited for a respond. She paced franticly and finally she punched the door, her fist going right through. She took a deep breath and took her hand out, and started pulling the splinters out so the scratches could heal.

"Hey, don't go easy on him! We need to still keep our soldiers in good condition... You know so they won't get soft." answered Raiziel. "But his in the medical department"

"I know what I'm doing." Patrocolus says spinning on his heals heading towards where Drake was. He couldn't believe such treachery among the clan. It was like a stab in his back.

Raiziel shook his head in disbelievment. "Man his strange..." muttered Raiziel before walking in the corridors.

Leo flew down the stairs to the source of the alarm; sai's whipping aimlessly at her thighs. She had instantly taken the opportunity to pull off her dress once the alarm sounded, a pair of black hot shorts and a matching leather sports bra revealed, straps tied daintily around her neck.

Eyes adjusting to the dim light of the prisoner's hall, Leo pushed herself through the developing crowd of soldiers, hissing as she finally reached the front. Blowing her bangs from her eyes in her frustration, she bowed her head curtly before addressing her commander, Damien. “I heard the alarm. What had happened to disrupt something so glorious as the…”

****ing waste of time that is the…

“…Ball?” finished Leo, unable to resist thinking the side comment, a smile tempted to curl the corner of her lips. She bit her lip in order to stay serious, her Commander apparently not in the mood.

“The prisoner escaped during the affair,” He hissed, seemingly bitter at the thought.

“Escape…or set loose…” murmured Leo to the side, a semi-quote of a line she’d heard not too long ago from one of the few good movies done by the humans.

Damien threw her a strange look. Eyes back to his waiting soldiers, he ordered. “Search the perimeter and set up boundaries. He has not gone too long ago so there is still a chance to bring him back!” The soldiers nodded, going off onto their instructions.

Leo nodded her head, backing herself up the stairs, holding no intentions of doing any such thing. Catching note of her insolence, Genesis pulled her aside wide-eyed. “What are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself in trouble twice in one night?!”

Shaking herself loose of the steel grip, Leo kept her eyes forward as she headed to her dormitories. Glancing back, not sure if she was being monitored, she said deceptively quiet in pig Latin, “Ethay isonerpray idn’tday capeescay.” [[The prisoner didn’t escape]]

“Eallyray…?” Genesis threw her hands behind her head, ducking as she walked after Leo into her room. “Atwhay akesmay ouyay aysay atthay?” [[Really? What makes you say that?]]

“Close the door!” snapped Leo, not willing to risk the Commander overhearing the conversation piece once more. Sure her room was secure, Leo pulled off her heels, explaining. “What would you think if you had one of your soldiers captured and then a few hours later, they were promptly dropped off to your doorstep, tortured, ALIVE, and with a message? Wouldn’t that be one of the greatest WTF moments in your life?”

Smirking, Leo stepped behind a small divider, changing into a pair of leather jeans and matching black shirt and trench coat. “If we did something like that, it would make us seem far too soft. Especially considering we could have killed him and engraved the message, gold italics, into his skull…” She drawled out the idea as if she planned on trying it out.

Catching the black shorts and shirt thrown her way, Genesis arched a skeptical brow. “You do realize same said prisoner was shocked into unconsciousness and strapped down into his chair?”

“You do realize that being shocked works both ways…” Leo laughed smoothly psychotic, the cackle suiting her well. She pulled on her boots. “One can get shocked to the point of being comatose…and at the same time, the right amount of shock can make one come back to life. All that was needed was a minor jolt…the right tools oh too conveniently by his side and voila!”

Leo pushed aside the divider, throwing on her coat. “Ze perfect set up was made. He bypassed ze guards in the know, was allowed to roam the grounds, and made it back to his manor, falsely informed of our defenses and soldiers making up the mansion. Its suck to be underestimated but even more so when you underestimate…and if the Inferi happen to take true what he witnessed on our grounds, that’s one up for us, ya know?”

“Crazy ass…you could be a storyteller!” Genesis laughed.

Leo cocked an Uzi, haphazardly hanging it over her shoulder. She smiled toothily. “I don’t tell story’s, that’s the damn truth. If it weren’t, Commander Gray would’ve been in deep shit with the Ancient by now. Well, duty calls…” She walked in reverse, back inches from the window. “Au revoir!”

Jumping out the window, Leo fell outside onto the grass of the manor, falling in line with the soldiers setting up the perimeter. There was no point getting herself in trouble twice in one night…

(ooc: hope that was an okay fix to what happened earlier…if not, tell me something I should fix in fifteen minutes or less…oh, and darkdeath, hope you don’t mind the minor control)

(ooc: it's fine thanks for the rebound)
Damien trying to hide his smile for thing's were going perfectly he then walked into his study and noticed someone trying to reach him he chuckled as he picked up the radio "Commander Spade" he said confidently "Long-time no-see!...I bet you're wandering why I gave you're SPY a radio well I want you to meat me at the Montaverius Sky-scraper down town and you'll know all you want..." he turned off the radio and started to change into more festive clothes for he would announce that the ball would start again.
~feel free to cut into that post and say stuff to me.~

Spade jolted at the sound of Damiens voice. A voice that gave her such chills. She smashed the radio into bits, and headed out the door quickly Not even changing out of her Ball attire. She had already strapped her shotgun underneath her lengthy skirt.

"I'm going, and alone." she shouted, in no disrespects to the Ancients.

Charging out the doors, the doors swung open with such strength that the hinges almost un..hinged. She bolted quickly through the gates and into the Skyscraper district. As she reached the top, her hair now tangled, and slightly out of breath. She waited at the top, for her old friend and now enemy Damien Gray.

Spade lit a cigarette, as the wind tossed her hair and skirt around like a rag doll.