Under The Rock

Eric · Joined: 30 Mar 2010 Posts: 255

:Eric is seen by the largest warehouse of the district. He greets about a dozen or so kindred as they arrive all together and some one by one. The district is comprised of several warehouses, but Eric gives directions to Warehouse A, presumably where the gathering is to be taken place. The warehouse itself is not much to look at, besides the fact that it is big. The four dimensions of it, on the outside seem to hold up from all the old worn brickwork, tilling and wood, some of it beginning to break off while the gravel at the base surrounding it looks completely tattered and eroded. Several windows make up the sides of the warehouse, the smaller ones remain somewhat intact of their composition, while the larger ones are all almost completely visible to view the inside; the shattered glass still visible on the ground dimly lit from the street lamps. The doorway to the inside is comprised of two large steel doors with handles, while one small steel shutter about the size of a magazine clip, sits in the center of the left door. Upon entry, the inside is primarily lit by overhead lights, some are bright, some flicker, and some that are off. Those that do light illuminate a vast, wide corridor; the ground littered with old, scattered newspapers and dusty magazines. Several large wooden beams overlook the corridor, and appear to hold up the integral structure of the building. At about the end of the corridor is a long wooden table with less than comfortable leather chairs surrounding it, some of them missing arm rests. There are even some other wooden chairs that look as if they could break if someone heavy were to sit on them. One steel door to the warehouse is open with Eric motioning people inside:
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OOC - Albert R. (Al)
Enforcer to the Custodians
Elder Brujah of the East Coast
Baron of Rockland and Orange County

Piscin · Joined: 28 Feb 2011 Posts: 157 Location: Williamsport

Piscin wanders around near the broken glass, sweeping the shards around with her bare toes and smiling at people as they arrive. Despite her ever-distant expression, she is making a real effort to pay attention so she can introduce people as necessary.

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Cyrus The Virus Caine · Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 9:08 pm Post subject:

Well worn boots would scuff across the floor as he made his way in. He'd dressed up for the evening, a suit jacket over his faded black jeans and T-shirt. From the moment he walked in he was pacing, chain-smoking Luckys like a Shanghai chimney, his fingers flexing as if he'd already sprouted claws. He didn't like magic, he didn't like ghosts and he sure as shit didn't like the Ba'ali. The idea of strolling into a nest containing all three was not on the top of his list of things to do, but it needed to be done.
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ScottL · Joined: 02 Dec 2011 Posts: 7

An old worn out pickup with a slide-in camper pulls up to the building, and after a moment the driver steps out. He's nothing impressive to look at, torn jeans, a UF jacket, and a cowboy hat. The man is also apparently unarmed, and his eyes dart around his surroundings constantly as if prepared to leap into action, or away from it, at the first sign of danger.

"Piscin! First time I ever seen ya in the flesh, girly." He eyes her for a moment, making sure he's right... "I hope you remember me... Spent more time in my head than even I have!"

(Oswald)
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Piscin · Joined: 28 Feb 2011 Posts: 157 Location: Williamsport

Piscin grins. "Yeah, it's me. Glad you could make it, Oz."

She gestures to the man by the door. "This is Eric, of the Custodians. We're in his turf right now." Then to the man with the heavy boots. "And that's Cyrus."
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ScottL · Joined: 02 Dec 2011 Posts: 7

Oswald nods to both and extends his hand, before drawing back hesitantly.

"Almost forgot... strangers and all."

He eyes them both directly and nods. "A pleasure."
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Eric · Joined: 30 Mar 2010 Posts: 255

:Eric smiles at the newcomer and extends a burly hand to shake as well as one gracefully motioning towards the door. He stands as a tall, husky individual with long black hair draped behind his shoulders and onto his leather jacket. He sports biker boots and black jeans, while his open jacket reveals a worn out black tee and, in the manner that he is positioning himself via presentation; a heavy piece or two:

"Greetings, traveler. Nice of you to make it out here. Come on in, as we await for the others."
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"Grrr...we're warriors, Kakarot. Not ballerinas!" - Vegeta to Goku in hell; before fusion dance.

OOC - Albert R. (Al)
Enforcer to the Custodians
Elder Brujah of the East Coast
Baron of Rockland and Orange County

VincentKng · Joined: 02 Dec 2011 Posts: 8

Vincent rides up on one of his various bikes, he is wearing his regular denim a smoldering cigar in the corner of his mouth. He glances around the outside of the building before entering, then nods at those he knows and finds a place to sit or lean. Whichever is more central to the place. He pulls out a beat up pewter flask every once and a while and takes a swig.

Piscin · Joined: 28 Feb 2011 Posts: 157 Location: Williamsport

Piscin nods to Vincent as he rides up, and then makes introductions.

"Vincent King, Son of Odin - meet Eric, of the Custodians."

Motioning to the others "That's Cyrus, a Rockland local, and over there is Oswald, from Gainesville."
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Eric · Joined: 30 Mar 2010 Posts: 255

:He gives a friendly nod:

"Welcome. Make yourself at home. I must speak with you later about the Sons of Odin. I'm curious to know more about your gang."
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"Grrr...we're warriors, Kakarot. Not ballerinas!" - Vegeta to Goku in hell; before fusion dance.

OOC - Albert R. (Al)
Enforcer to the Custodians
Elder Brujah of the East Coast
Baron of Rockland and Orange County

VincentKng · Joined: 02 Dec 2011 Posts: 8

"Thanks for the introduction, Piscin."

((to Eric)) "Sure"

Pitbull · Joined: 03 Dec 2011 Posts: 8

I loud bike rolls up. A older looking man gets off of it. He is wearing black and red and his cut says Lunar Wolves.

When he sees the others he smiles.

"Hello, its just me, Pitbull."

Piscin · Joined: 28 Feb 2011 Posts: 157 Location: Williamsport

Piscin walks over to shake his hand, a smile of greeting on her lips. "Hey, Pitbull. Thanks for making it out here so quickly. I look forward to working beside the Lunar Wolves."

She proceeds to introduce him to the others, starting with Eric.
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yourexhex · Joined: 02 Dec 2011 Posts: 9 Location: Victorville, CA

A taxi cab pulls up just to the dirty outskirts of the warehouse district. A tall, slender young guy in a well-worn jacket covered in pins and spikes, nearly destroyed jeans and Harley boots hops out. He swings around his heavy backpack, and gives the cabbie a twenty spot with a wink before making his way toward Warehouse A.

He pops a piece of bubble gum in his mouth, and walks in. First impression that most licks get off this kid is "Brujah". Lowering a pair of green tinted glasses, he looks around.

"HEY!" He says, a bit too loud and smiles. "Good to see you all."
"So who's uh... everyone? I'm Exeine, by the way. Just got in."
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inblack83 · Joined: 22 Mar 2010 Posts: 398

::Amy, known owner of Harley's and Honey's rides up with several members of her gang. They stay outside and she comes in, wearing her black jeans, black wife-beater and leather Jacket bearing the Design of a Harlequin on a bike, with the Title of her gang banner style under it- "Harleyquins". Shes a 6ft 5 broad shouldered Blonde with short hair. She's got a bottle, brown bagged in her hand, she presents it to Eric::

"Couldn't be a party without the Johnny, eh Eric?"

::She Pulls out a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue, twists it open and passes it to Eric for the first Swig::

::She looks around and acknowledges everyone with her eyes and a nod until she's introduced::