conversations: human
conversations:  It's about 11 PM when you pull in to the Road King on 50th ave. The lights are still on, you remember the place was a communal haven from the last time you had business in the city.
  From your car, you can see Christian, the neonate with something to prove, keeping a cursory watch for trouble by the gas bar. He seems a little surprised to see you.
   "Ay compadre. What's new up North?" 
  Inside the restaurant and bar, some classic rock is entertaining a few truckers, the wait staff, and of course Bea, who pretty much owns the place now.
  She's easy to recognize, sitting next to another girl at the bar, the shaggy mane and yellow, diamond-slit cat eyes giving her away even if the punk-rocker torn jeans and Anarchy T-shirt didn't.
  
  Thunder booms off in the distance. Pity you're not here to rough up the place.
conversations: Acanous:
conversations: human
conversations:  Nothing's ever new up North.. thats why I like it.  William replied, as he entered the place.
  
  He had noticed Bea but immediately spotted she was with company, so he opted to give her some space and bide his time.
  
  The music assaults his senses and as he sits down at the bar he glances at the truckers for a moment before settling down on the stool that's not directly next to the women.
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  "So I says to him that he owes you his bloomin' neck an' ya kicked him square, so not to be lippin' off about it." 
   "Thanks, Clarissa. I'm not sure what you all expect out of me, but I'll give it my best. If I'm calling the shots, though, I'm def gonna make some changes with those snippy bitches at Elysium." 
   "that's wot I'm sayin'. You don't take ****. We need that. Oh, we gots company." 
  
  Bea looks up from being lost in thought, and gives you a small smile and a wave.
   "Hey, welcome to the party. Sorry we're a little low on refreshments." 
conversations: Acanous:
conversations: human
conversations:  'What, no pretzels?'   William answered with a grin.
  
   'You mean to tell me I rode all the way over here for your company? Better make it good then, sister.' 
  
  He switches seats and joins the ladies.
  
   'Who's this then?'  He asks looking at the other girl.
  
  His casual manners hiding the fact that he immediately sizes her up. Clothing, height, manners..
  His olfactory senses kick in as he takes in her scent, and suspects her to be vampire. He registers her perfume and takes it all in consideration before addressing her directly.
  
   'Name's William.'  And he offers her a handshake.
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  I made the subconsious mistake about a year ago of having almost all named Gangrel speak in various shades of Blue. For your convenience, here's a color code.
  Bea speaks in  Light Blue 
  Christian speaks in  Pale Turquoise 
  Clarissa garbles the language in  Dark Slate Blue 
  while Steven enunciates himself in  Navy. 
  Ryan spoke in  Sienna , making his voice very easy to identify. Pity about that.
   
  
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  Looks like the other girl can tell she's under inspection. She bristles a little.
   I'm Clarissa. Claire to me mates. Don't think I seen you none round 'ere before." 
   "It's OK, Clarissa. William is good people. Glad you could make it, by the way. We're having a bit of a celebration. First trial happened, I kicked Steve's ass. Darling got mad about it, but eh. She's out making kissyface with the prince tonight, so I'm entitled to a party. How've you been?" 
conversations: Acanous:
conversations: human
conversations:  Thoroughly impressed by her casual statement of beating Steve leaves William speechless and smiling for a second. He did not particularly dislike Steve, but the idea of this girl wiping the floor with him was amusing. He wished he had seen it.
  
   'Well done.'  He bows his head..  'Well done indeed.' 
  
  At her inquiry of his own well being he answers straightforward.
  
   'Been good, untill old man Laferty died on me last week. Bloody fool.. passed out on his sleeping pills while eating a chicken sandwich!' William shakes his head in disbelief.
  'Got to find a new official caretaker now for the plot or **** knows what will happen to it.'  He sighs.
   'Bloody fool. Ill miss him.' 
   'Anyways, while i'm in town I figured I might be of service here or there. See which way the wind blows and all that. Mind you, I don't plan on getting caught up in any sort of ****-storm but its dark times now.. and if I can help the pack out while i'm here you know you don't have to ask twice.' 
   
   Spoiler: Ooc 
  Sorry for the absence ☹️
   
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  (Things happen. Welcome back :D)
   "Sad to hear. So you're just in town 'til you find a replacement? I might know a gal with some connections. I'll ask around.
  
  For now, though, there's some craziness going on. You probably heard about the uni getting bombed before the flood, yeah? That Tremere guy Neil doesn't forget, and he's still mad as hell at us for the fallout. You'd think he'd keep it between him and Ryan, but they've all been giving us the evil eye since.
  Someone should really put 'em in their place. Them and the Tori bitches.
  Might be a good idea to work in pairs for now. There's also some bad vamps coming to town. Without a Sheriff, we're in pretty deep if they start recruiting. Steve is handling most things for now, but eh. Not sure about Alistair and those madboys of his. Had a couple run in's. Dude's a creep, but at least he's obvious about it." 
  Bea scowls, and it looks...cute. Her nose wrinkles and her lip curls, but she just looks too much "Punk Rock" and not enough "Bite your face".
  
   "So there's lots of things you could help with. Where you figure you'd fit best?" 
conversations: Acanous:
conversations: human
conversations:  William is quiet for a while as he lets it all sink in.
  
   'I'd rather not stick my nose in Tremere business just yet if you don't mind. I'm steering clear of that rats nest if I can help it. But Ill be sure to let you know as soon as an opportunity comes along to make them smell their own.' 
   'Ill see if I can help out with some of the more  unwanted  elements around here you mentioned. Maybe Ill let Steve know I'm in town, he might have a lead.' 
   'And Ill be much obliged, if you could contact your friend about my situation. Very kind of you.' 
  
  He gets up from the bar and puts his hat on.  'It was good seeing you, Ill swing by later this week.'  William walks to the door and as he opens it he turns around.
  
   'You mentioned something about pairs?'  He asks, eyeing Clarissa with a mix of interest and skepticism.
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  Bea gives a mischievous grin.
   "Yeah. Lissa, why don't you show Will around a bit, make sure he doesn't stroll into the wrong bar without a warning. Might do it anyway, but least then you know what you're in for." 
  
  Clarissa raises her pierced eyebrow, and pouts a bit, emphasized by her red and black lipstick. She flicks her bleach-blond bangs with her free hand, then shrugs.
   "Moit as well. No sense makin' a bigger mess now, eh?" 
  She half-zips her spike-studded motorcycle jacket, which is at least one size too big for her, and twists out of the booth. She's wearing a black and white pleated plaid skirt, fishnet stockings that have a hole or two on the side, and knee-high motorcycle boots.
  
  Well. She won't attract attention.
   "Where we off to?" 
conversations: Acanous:
conversations: human
conversations:  William closes the door of his old rusty pick-up truck and looks at Clarissa.
  
   'She's not wrong. I haven't been down here for a long while and I don't want to walk straight into bad territory. If you're up for it I would like us to drive around town a bit, and get a feel for what's what. I know it sounds lame, but I need to freshen up the old data. You would be a tremendous help speeding that up.' 
  
  He makes small talk, and is generally pretty nice to her albeit a bit distant. He lets her guide him through town and he takes it all in. After he feels Clarissa has had enough of it and William has seen enough, he drops Clarissa off and asks her for a 'second date' promising more activity. He then retires for the night near a construction site by sinking into the earth with his blood powers. The next day he sends Steve a message:
  
   Steve,
  
  Im in town. Got some spare time to help with yard work.
  
  William. 
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  Sorry to hear Acanous,
  
  My condolences and take it easy.
conversations: LuckyStrike:
conversations: human
conversations:  "No hair off my backside. I'll letcha know wot's wot." 
  Anything you'd like to know that isn't covered in the OOC intro? Also, what part of town will you be cruising?
  
    Welcome back. Hope things aren't too messed up for you.
  I could use a hand with taking out some trash, could give you a couple bucks and a hot meal.  
conversations: Acanous: