<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/57/cb/59/57cb592b275014d47af2dfe7442d6c46.jpg)</div>OOC<br/>Time: Day 3 Morning<br/>Location: Hidden Valley RV and Trailer Resort (the Resort or HVRT Resort)<br/>Characters: Berri, Camilla, Danielle, Fiona, and members of the Hell Hounds Motorcycle Gang<br/><br/>Hell Hound female members - at a Spa day at the Wonderland Resort<br/>Fiona - sniper nest overlooking the Hell Hounds<br/>Danielle - approach the Hell Hounds alone<br/>Camilla - Hiding close by<br/>Berri and the other Were Prarie Dogs -<br/>Brick - with the Were Prarie Dogs, ready for launch<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> I could have popped his melon with my telekinesis. Like that beer bottle over there!”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Dannielle could feel it. These Werewolves might be wearing human skins, but they were predators; to them, Dannielle was prey. They started to close in. Fiona lost sight of Dannielle in the press of Werewolves. However, she heard Dannielle's comment about the beer bottle. The range was probably only about 150 yards, short for Fiona, and there was little Wind. Just as Fiona caressed the trigger on the Barret .50 BMG, a Were moved into her crosshairs, moving towards Danielle. The round was subsonic, the suppressor military grade. What would generally be a loud boom and crack was not much more than a balloon pop.<br/><br/>At the table, the beer bottle shattered. There was a slap, not unlike the sound of a fist hitting flesh. Entering the Werewolf, the .50 BMG round left a hole smaller than a dime. However, the .50 BMG round caught part of a rib and began to deform. Leaving an exit hole about the size of a fist and spraying blood as the round kept traveling. The Werewolf was dead before he knew it, falling to the ground.<br/><br/>Several members of the pack had seen or heard the beer bottle shatter. A couple had seen the wolf fall to the ground and the blood spatter trail leading away from the body. The ones closest to Danielle were focused on her.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey babe, ready to pull a train?</strong>,<strong>"Fuck she shattered the bottle with her mind"</strong>, and then<strong>"John? What the fuck happened to John? Is that blood?"</strong>The group that had been singularly focused on Dannielle was beginning to diffuse as some realized that not everything was right.<br/><br/>To add to the chaos, there was the sound of Bugle blowing in the distance, followed by the high-pitched revving of two-stroke gasoline engines.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center">Vegas after Dark (VaD): Deal with a Demon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=346053.0)<br/>Sometimes it takes a Brick (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345659.0) <br/> We've Got a Problem (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344700.0)  <br/>Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=344531.0) <br/>Game Palette (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1TQjkX1IbaF79Bcze6X7lX2ynGcwkx4AukKLXuqPe8WA/edit?usp=sharing)<br/>Urban Shadows Cliff Notes (https://docs.google.com/document/d/10Wjn-Pim2L0qUYcSCW7z6HzDZO0O5_1UQVbg1QWcGLc/edit?usp=sharing)<br/></div>