The four came to the vehicle and piled in, one claiming the passenger seat before the others. Keeping her head back against the headrest of her seat, Vivianne watched them through dark glasses with her crystal blue eyes. Looking in to her rear view mirror at the three in the back as they sat in the leather seats. The man beside her in the passenger seat might see her eyes flickering back and forth as she gazed in to the mirror at them. Giving a soft sigh as she saw the one, whom seemed very wild, putting headphones in to his ears. Turning in her seat, she snapped her fingers where he could see them to get his attention,<br/><br/>"You need to hear this." She simply said and turned back in her seat to face forward. She turned the dial on the stereo so it clicked off and silence fell over the interior of the Impala.<br/><br/>"I am Vivianne LaCroix, I work as a Doctor at the Santa Monica Morgue," She began, her tone not unfriendly but certainly not laying out the welcome mat for the quad of fledglings, "Now the reason I am telling you this is because I was pulled away from my daily life with the Camarilla to babysit you four."<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she sighed softly,<br/><br/>"Don't mistake this for bearing the four of you ill will, Nines thinks there might be use to you and I trust him with my life," The redheaded vampire spoke plainly, as if laying out facts. As she begun once more, her tone became more friendly and welcoming, "Before we get going, I just want you to be aware of a few rules."<br/><br/>"First, I have had this car for longer than any of you have been alive. You make a mess in it, you spend the next week cleaning every square inch of it. Unless I give you my expressed permission, you are never allowed to drive it. That being said, I'm a very easy woman to get along with." She looked back to them and turned the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life underneath the hood and the vehicle rumbled a bit as the pistons began pumping and the gasoline was fed to keep the metallic beast growling. Pressing the clutch and moving the shifter to the first gear and turning the wheel away from the curb. Not bothering to shoulder check as she pressed the gas pedal and the engine roared like a lion set free, the wheels screeching as a cloud of smoke rose from the rear tires. The rubber caught purchase on the cement after a moment and the vehicle did a wide arc as it pulled in to the lane facing the opposite way the car once was.<br/><br/>"Now I know the Prince has only told you the bare minimum of what you know but you need to hear what else there is," She began as the speedometer climbed to the speed limit within a matter of seconds, "Make no mistake, you four are one of the fallen and the damned. Deep within you is an animal, a beast waiting to take over. Now, if you're careful, play your cards right, you have a shot at eternal life and youth."<br/><br/>"First, the first time you feed on a kine, that's human to us, drink deep but don't drain them dry. That's giving in to the beast and the more you do it, the more you'll become like a rabid animal that has to be put down. Blood packs work but they aren't as satisfying and not always readily available. I work for a morgue and I can steal blood packs but only so many before the hospital starts to know something is amiss. Now a kine who levels a shotgun your way, kill him, bash his skull in and drain him dry. Self defense is part of your humanity so don't be afraid of it."<br/><br/>"Second, The Masquerade, what the Camarilla call it anyways, is keeping our presence hidden from Kine. If you go about spooking humans, feeding in public. If you go outrunning the bus from Michigan or juggling dumpsters, you're violating the Masquerade. In the day of cell phone cameras, screw ups are not tolerated. The Masquerade is also the reason why none of you knew about our kind until tonight."<br/><br/>"Third, I'm guessing you all are armed. One thing you should know is that we are strong but we have weaknesses. Now, guns are worthless against kindred, they hurt but won't kill very easily. Running water isn't a problem, I bathe every night. Garlic doesn't work at all. A cross? Pfft, stick it up the hershey highway of whoever is waving it at you. A stake with paralyze but only if it hits your heart, that's how they took you in to custody. Fire? That's a huge problem so stay away from it. Getting a shotgun to the face, that's trouble."<br/><br/>"Last thing; I don't know what the Prince wants from you and I, but let's get it done. I personally wouldn't give that asshole Godefryd the time of night." She finished her explanatory speech to the four as the Impala ripped down the road. She signaled halfway down the block to one street and one might be curious as to why and immediately it would become apparent as she came screaming around the corner in a right turn. The only reason she was able to drive as she was the streets were empty at ten in the evening in Santa Monica. After a few seconds had passed from the turn, she pulled in to a parked position next to the curb outside of a warehouse looking building,<br/><br/>"Now..." She turned in her seat to look at the others, "Any intelligent questions before we get under way?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>