The Hunters meet the new Gangrels and properly welcome Rose, Sym and Gareath to the Gangrels.
Chapter 4 — Hellos and welcomes — The Hunters meet the new Gangrels and properly welcome Rose, Sym and Gareath to the Gangrels. — Torbar 5th Ebinar
All the Hunters, along with Sarah and Jane, stood out side the back of one of the unoccupied apartment buildings at the front of the Club grounds waiting for the four mini buses belonging to the two Gangrel units, that would be working from the Club’s grounds, to arrive. Abbey checked her PDA and saw the time was 13:05AN and said, “Where are they?”
“Must have gotten held up in traffic,” said Jane, as Jane finished the first of the four vehicles turned on to the road that ringed the grounds. “Here they are,” said Jane.
When the Mini bus had turned into the parking space and stopped the side door opened and a young female wearing a Gangrel comm. system exited the van and was followed by eight other young Gangrels. Then the other three minibuses turned on the road and slowed and parked up in the other three bays, two of them were towing large box trailers, painted on the sides of the trailers was the words, Gangrel Marauders and on the other one was painted Gangrel Hammers. The young female walked the short distance to where the Hunters along with Sarah, and Jane were stood. Arrick and Gribbloath were both sat on the shoulder’s of Rose and Sym as the two had shown them selves to be incredibly open to various things, yes they like everyone had been shocked by things they had been told yesterday but to everyone’s surprise they accepted it slightly quicker than Gareath did
After yesterday evening had been spent chilling, chatting and getting to know one another Clare and Abbey along with Arrick and Gribbloath had spent a good few hours privately laying in bed thinking and chatting about the new recruits. Clare had come to the conclusion that even though they had lived on a corporate enclave their mum and dad must have had a major influence on things, even though they hated the pair watching action films, and trying to make sure they were protected by things. Arrick had also said, that some of the most protected may also be some of the most malleably people going
Abbey and Rose both were smoking, Rose was smoking a blunt as the group had spent the entire morning from about 08:30 until 12:30 training on the roof between the north and south wings and would probably spend a good part of the after noon also training. Rose passed her pure Blunt to Sym who accepted it and took a draw from it and had a slight cough as the smoke burnt her throat.
The young female Gangrel walked up to Sarah and said, “The Gangrel Marauders at your command, Queen Sarah.”
“Thank you Lara, and welcome to Club Millana,” Sarah said.
From the drivers side of the last Mini bus to arrive climbed a young male who like Lara walked over the group and said, “the Gangrel Hunters, boss, at your command.”
“Thank you Dean, can I take it the trailers contain your units’ arsenals?” Jane asked.
“Along with our other stuff yes, ma’am.” Dean replied.
“Thank you for that Dean, but please call me Jane.”
“Ok,” Dean said.
Sarah then said, “Did command tell you about the rules of the living on Club grounds?”
“No,” said Lara.
“Right, empty your personal stuff from the trailers and I’ll show you where your fire arms will be stored,” Sarah said.
“Excuse me, they won’t be with us?” Dean asked.
“No, Jaboc, the club owner, allows Gangrel and Ghost units to use the Club facilities as command and also as residential facilities but does require that all fire arms excluding pistols are placed and kept in the main armoury. Get your stuff inside and I’ll show you what I mean,” Jane said.
“Ok,” said Lara and turned to the two groups, and said in a commanding tone, “Get the stuff unloaded and into the building and meet back here in fifteen minutes people,” with this both the units started to unload the trailers and mini buses of their personal bags and bergins.
Abbey then offered Clare her joint which Clare accept and asked Sarah, “What did the two units score in the test-outs?”
“I think the Marauders scored 73 out of 100 and the Hammers scored 72.75,” replied Sarah.
“Pretty good scores,” Abbey commented.
“Yeah, but the instructors say that if they had been able to team work, the two units, would have scored pretty close to maximum,” Sarah said.
“Has any unit scored 100 out of 100?” Clare asked.
“No, the closest unit ever to get 100 out of 100 was the original Bitch Vixens.”
“The original Bitch Vixens?” Abbey asked.
“Yeah, the original Vixens were commanded by Gemma, she personally led a twelve man unit, which included me and Jane, from South Central to command in south docks when the city was a police state,” Sarah said.
“Damn, so how long has there been a Vixens on the Rosters then?” Abbey asked.
“A good twenty years before Sandra and Paul joined,” Sarah replied.
“Back then I ran with the unit, only over the last fifteen years has the Gangrels become a more youth based force,” said Jane, “I remember Leigh and Ben Patterson, two very skilled Gangrel members. I was very happy when I found out that both Sandra and Paul had joined the Gangrels and even more happy when I found out that they had joined the Vixens.”
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Fifteen minutes later both the units had re-assembled out side the apartments, where Sarah said to the gathered Gangrels, “Allow me to introduce the Gangrel Hunters one of the two other units to be based here at the club, the second the unit the Bitch Vixens will be leaving in about a month, but you will see them around the grounds and the club itself, Clare.”
Clare then said, “Hi,” as did the rest of the Hunters.
Sarah then said to the units, if two of you wouldn’t mind driving the mini-buses and follow me to the main club, I’ll show you the facilities located in the club proper.”
“Ok,” said Dean and walked to the mini bus towing the Hammer’s trailer, the driver of the mini bus towing the other trailer also walked to his and climbed in and started the engine, they then followed Sarah and the rest of the Gangrels to the main club.
Abbey turned to Clare and the rest of the Hunters and said, “Do you know something, I think we should go shopping, Rose, Sym and Gareath don’t look very Gangrel in those clothes.”
“I agree with you, hun,” replied Clare.
“My treat,” said Paul, “I’ve not had a shopping trip, other than one’s to get basic living supplies in a good few years, and when we get back, if the three want I will start to inscribe your first tattoos.”
“I’ve not been shopping since mum and dad were killed,” said Rose.
“Then that’s decided then shopping,” said Paul, “and I think it will be fun too.”
Then from behind the group came the sound of a bike slowing and pulling up beside the Hunters, sat on it was Gary who said, “Hi you lot,” when Sarah heard Gary say hi she turned, “Hi Sarah, I was able to get my stuff together sorted faster than I had initially thought so I’m here a couple of days early,” Gary then looked at Gareath, Rose and Sym, he also saw Arrick and Gribbloath flying beside Clare and Abbey, and then asked Clare, “New members?”
“Yeah Gary, new members,” and as Clare said the new members names’ she tapped then on the shoulder and they said hi.
“Hi Rose. Hi Sym, and hi Gareath,” Gary replied.
When the group had entered the garage Clare tapped Sarah on the shoulder and said, “We’ll say bye and we’ll probably see you on Frodar at the pre wedding party.”
“Yeah, you lot off then,” Sarah said.
“Yeah, pretty much so,” Clare said, and grabbed Gary after he had parked his bike and said, “Can you organise a briefing this evening, a policing operation needs to be planned and executed in the next couple of days against an unlisted gang called the Protectors, they are based in some bad lands in South Klebge, could you also let Claire, Hell Bright, Tina and Abs know about the session. They have already been asked and have all said that they are up for providing long range and specialist support.”
“Yeah, no problem,” replied Gary, “I’ll see you later, roughly when, do you want the briefing to happen?”
“Start it, around 07:00AN we’ll be back either before or pretty close to it, all the information on the gang is in the intelligence data base.”
“Ok, see you later then,” said Gary as the eight headed for their two FAVs’ and shopping.
When the group had reached the FAVs Abbey said to Gareath, “You think your up for driving to South Peninsula and the Harliquanis Shopping Mall?”
“What are you kidding,” Gareath replied, “I don’t have a driver’s licence.”
“Like we have,” said Clare, “90% of all the Gangrels drive some form of vehicle and most haven’t passed their drivers tests. As long as you keep within the laws of the road the Cops don’t give a shit.”
“If Gareath is going to have a driving lesson then I suggest he comes with me, it’s nothing against you two, but age does bring experience,” Paul said.
“Ok,” said Abbey and climbed into the gunner’s seat of one of the FAVs, with Gribbloath sat looking out on the dash board Paul and Gareath climbed in to the passengers and driver’s seat respectively, Rose, Sym, Clare and Arrick climbed into the other one with Clare in the drivers seat.
When the FAVs had reached the secondary road that ran past the front of the club, Paul suggested, “IC1 I think would be best.”
“Yeah,” replied Clare and the two FAVs turned right and headed for IC1 using the roads rather than the CW.
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It took the two FAVs about 45minutes to reach South Peninsula district and then another 30 minutes to reach the shopping mall as the traffic was not good.
The two FAVs turned into car-park C and headed for the first floor with spaces. When they had found two spaces next to each other they both parked up. When everyone had climbed out Clare took a joint she had rolled earlier out and lit it then after taking a couple of draws offered it to Sym and said, “And that’s another job to be done, getting you three your cannabis pouches.”
“So how many places in here are we planning on frequenting?” asked Paul.
“Just one,” replied Clare, “Gothage, its the Gangrel run Goth shop. The rest of the places are in the back streets we park here because it is easy and it’s a central location.”
The six friends walked to the doors that lead to the shopping mall entrance and push through and run into a ten person strong group of CHMs who look disdainfully at the group as both Abbey and Clare looked straight through them. One of the group called out as the friends disappear into the mall, “Go back to your coffins Vampires.”
Rose turned to Clare and asked, “What did we do to them?”
At the same time Arrick turned around and suck his tongue out, Gribbloath had flown off and a few seconds later, just before the door closed, one of the CHMs had a small can of paint fall on him.
Gribbloath then quickly flew through the swinging door and as he flew past the group he burst out laughing.
Abbey look at him and thought, ‘Was that you just then?’
‘Ask no questions, and you get told no lies, they deserved it, they made fun on my friends,’ Gribbloath thought in reply
“Nothing, being a Goth you learn to expect idiots like that who think its funny to name call and try to wind us up, if we bothered they wouldn’t have stood a chance against us, even with you and Sym,” Clare answered.
“The biggest difference between us and then, is that we except life as life, twats are twats that deserve our pity and support if and when they come round to our way of thinking,” Abbey said.
“Before mum and dad died I know both me and Rose would have probably hung out with that type of group as well,” Sym said.
“You don’t now, and that is what is important,” Abbey said.
“And to be honest I would love to hand those types over to the enemy for a month and see how they like living on the receiving end of abuse,” said Paul, as Clare pushed the door that opened onto the second floor of the shopping mall itself.
The group headed for the nearest escalator down to the first floor and Gothage. As the group approached the store the display showed a couple of Male manikins one wearing a pair of baggies and a t-shirt with the Gothage logo on the front, the other wore a pair of male cut-offs with the logo for ‘From Hell with Love’ on the pocket, the top was a tight t-shirt with one of the many Dark Legion Logos on. The group walked into the shop and was accosted by one of the male shop assistants.
Clare recognized him and said, “Dominic,” with a startled impression on her face. Sat high in the shop was Jib-baath and when he saw Gribbloath and Arrick he climbed down and smiled hello at everyone , Gareath looked at Jib-baath and tried not to look too shocked, both Rose and Sym smiled, ‘hello’ in reply.
Dominic responded, “What the hell you doing here Clare,” and then saw Abbey and Paul and they seemed to have three people he hadn’t seen before, he then said, “Hi Abbey, hi Paul and hi new people?”
Then Dominic saw the attempt of Gareath not to look shocked and he then wandered to where Gareath was standing and said, “meet my partner, the Brownie Jib-baath,” and he then said to the rest of the group, “as all the staff are trusted by Sarah, I asked her if I should tell the staff and she said that it was up to me. I’ve told the ones working here, and also told them that he won’t harm or play tricks on any of them as long as he is left alone to do what he does, help.”
“Arh right and yes,” replied Abbey, “we are outfitting these three new members of the Hunters, Gareath, Rose and Sym, from top to toe.”
Both the Fairies picked up Jib-baath and they flew back to where he had been sitting and joined him as they watched the group go about outfitting the three.
“You have come to the right place then,” said Dominic.
“How are things south the river now Wacker have returned the streets to the population?” Dominic asked as he assisted the group in gathering cloths and trying them on.
“Not to bad, we are currently about to launch a policing action against the Protectors,” replied Clare.
“Can I ask that you look out for Steven, I was hoping that he would stay in contact?” Dominic asked.
“What the kid you guys were with when you had the run in with that mob?” asked Paul.
“Yeah, Paul, him,” replied Dominic, “I think we impressed him and he may be up for joining a unit.”
“That may be useful as two of the new ones are now working from the Club,” said Abbey.
When the group had finished Dominic said, “As I have a run to make to the South Cliffs, I’ll call past the Club and drop off the bags for you.”
“Thanks, you coming the pre webbing party this Frodar,” Clare said.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, and I think Tim, my brother and a few of his friends are going to try and make it as well,” Dominic said.
“See you there, then,” said Clare.
Paul said as they, including the two fairies, left Gothage, “It should make for an interesting night, what with it being a Fight Night as well.”
“Yeah it should,” responded Abbey, “Who’s fighting.”
“Its what Jaboc is calling an up and coming night, I know me and Richard are on the cards as one of the two main events for the evening, I’m not sure what the other main event is.”
“What’s Fight Night?” asked Sym as Rose and Sym walked out of Gothage each wearing a pair of Black Baggies, a Dark Legion Hell Wars T-shirt and a leather jacket. Gareath closely followed the two girls, and was wearing a pair of baggies and a Huntress t-shirt and again a leather jacket.
Clare sat down and said, “Much better, you are beginning to look like Gangrels now.”
Rose looked into the window of Gothage and saw this once very scared teenager, no not a scared teenager, but a teenager who now had friends and a purpose to her life, ‘Find and rescue Jackie.’
Sym walked over to where Clare was sat and sat down beside her and turned to Clare, “Can I take it that the work the Gangrels do is very similar to police work?”
“Yes and no,” said Clare, “How much do you know about the gang side of Suraban?”
“Very little,” replied Rose, “We saw the Video the member of central that worked in the school we use to go to, but our family was very protective of us both, and almost never allowed us the chance to mix with others at school when not in school.”
Abbey then said, “As we have a Formal wear wedding to prepare form, I think Risers to the Occasions next stop hun?”
“Yeah Risers and then to Face Design for your first steps into Goth makeup,” said Clare and the group got up to headed for the main door, Claire continued, “The Gangrels do act as a sort of police force, in the fact we do police the gangs and make sure they don’t start doing illegal things, we also hire ourselves out to other gangs and its through this that we make most of out money. Central does all of the paper work and most of the investigations, we get the call when a gang needs to be taken down a couple of notches, or in the case of the Aces, removed permanently from the gene pool.”
Outside Clare turned left and led the group down passed the front of the shopping centre to the main road and when the group had crossed it they turned in the close alleys that made up the back alleys of South Peninsula, Clare and Abbey negotiated the back streets with practiced easy and soon in front of the group was a small shop front, above the door was the sign Risers to the Occasions. Clare tried the door and it opened and the group walked into the shop.
Just behind the door was a curtain that made a noise when the door opened, and as each member of the group walked through the few that had not been caught by the door as it opened. The shop was quite wide and extended for at least three shop fronts and extended back, half way down the left hand wall was a set of stairs which led down. The rest of the shop was just full of Goth wears most of it quite formal looking.
Clare stood at the top of the stairs and called down, “Mads, you down there?”
“Yeah I am,” came back the reply from a female voice, a couple of second’s later the door opened and a short thin lady walked up from the basement area, and said when she saw Clare and Abbey, “What can I do for you two?”
“Not us this time Mads, our three friends, require some formal wear for a Gangrel wedding next weekend,” replied Clare.
She took a few seconds to look each person over and smiled to her self and said, “Yes this way young ones,” she then turned to Abbey and said, “You looking for any other clothes, or accessories?”
“Yeah,” said Paul, “We are fitting them out, they are new Gangrels, Mads,” and Paul looked at her.
“Oh my god, Paul Delimetry, what the hell brings you to my humble shop?”
“Out fitting these three and I also passed control of Digital systems to my successor a couple of weeks ago, so I’m back in the business again, Mads.”
“Tarack is downstairs as is Greacher,” Mads said.
“If you two want to join Paul, then do so, I’ll bring these three down when we have got them sorted in at least two pieces of formal wear and a couple more every day wear sets,” Mads said, as Paul started down the stairs.
Abbey turned to Mads and said, “We also need Gangrel complete pouches for them as well, bar the weed.”
“You can have that as well, I do grow for Gangrel supply, not much but some.”
Paul, Abbey and Clare all descended the stairs and the bottom five creaked as they stepped on them, Paul opened the door at the bottom of the stairs and walked in to the Den, Tarack was sat leaning up against the wall and Greacher was lying on a three seat sofa. When Paul had turned the corner he said, “Good afternoon you two.”
“Good afternoon Paul,” said Tarack who moved in towards the centre of the room, when he walked up to Paul he embraced him and said, “Introduce us to your two female friends.”
“I will when we get the fuck in,” Paul said and sat down in one of the arm chairs which allowed Abbey and Clare to actually get into the room, “Abbey, Clare, meet Tarack, Wolfen and Greacher a coalition dog boy, half wolf, half humanoid, I think its important that I also introduce Arrick and Gribbloath, Abbey and Clare’s Fairy partners.”
Greacher looked at Paul and then said, “Your not kidding are you?”
Paul shook his head in reply. Greacher then kicked his See The Invisible psychic ability into action along with attempting to detect the presence of magic and saw both Arrick and Gribbloath smiling at him from the two girls shoulders. “Tarack, just so you know sat on the two girls left shoulders are two Fairies, sat on Clare’s in one with blue and orange hair and sat on Abbey’s shoulder is one with white and green hair.”
Abbey looked at the pair and did look a little shocked but soon regained her composure, and sat down, Clare also a little shocked when she saw two humanoid dogs one standing on his legs the other laying flat on a couch smoking what looked like a roll up, Clare sniffed the air, and smiled.
“Can I take it by the shocked expression you never met our kind before, ladies?” Tarack asked as he passed Paul his big joint.
Tarack then looked at the left shoulder area and concentrated on the area and slowly he began to see the outline of a small human, the more he looked at the area the more he could see, until he saw the fairy and he then looked at Abbey’s left shoulder and a lot quicker he saw Gribbloath. He turned to Greacher and said, “Thanks I can see them now.”
Gribbloath then turned to a very shocked looking Paul and said, “If your mind is open to things not of the world, along with you having been told that we exist and if you also believe in our existence then you will be able to see us.”
“Arh I understand, you are only invisible to those you don’t believe and have not been told of your existence,” responded Paul
Gribbloath and Arrick both smiled at Paul.
“No, we ain’t, but there again until a couple of weeks ago we both use to be simply Gangrels, now we both run in the elite ranks of the conspiracy, along side people like Paul, Richard and others,” Clare said as she got out her tin and loaded a pipe and had a draw from it.
Paul then said, “These two keep this area safe from conspiracy problems, they both are well known in the community as the dark ones. Most nights they will be out patrolling with another six, as the people who created them call them, dog boys, that is the correct term isn’t it for your kind, Greacher?”
“Yeah it is,” Greacher said.
“We both met Paul, four years ago, now roughly, he was doing what Paul did, news stories,” Tarack said.
“Yeah I had heard rumours from the ghost boards of this group that was keeping the streets in North and South Peninsula safe from nasties and they were also keeping the street crime quite low in the area’s as well. I took on the job of conducting some ethnographic research into the environment, with out letting people like Sarah know. It’s how I work, I work without outside help normally I find I fit in far faster if people don’t know who I am than I do when people either know who I am or know I’m in the area. I knew of Mads, I knew at the time that she was a temporal wizard as well as being the owner of this little gem, as I call it. When you two said that we were coming here, I was kind of happy as I knew Mads would still be here,” as the group heard the stairs creak as a group of people walked down then and opened the door at the bottom.
Mads walked in and said, “I thought you would have wanted to see the young ones.”
“Yeah,” said Clare and got up.
“I’ve locked up for the day now, so its safe you two to come up an introduce your selves before they change back and chill down here for a while. One of them said something about makeup I’ve provided them all with a basic makeup kit, they should all go and get the advance items them selves, but they do have a basic kit now,” Mads said.
“Thanks Mads,” said Abbey, “Mind you if you two wouldn’t mind staying on the stairs until, we’ve warned them, they have only been in know, for a couple of days.”
“Yeah, no problem,” said Greacher as Mads walked up the stairs and was followed by Abbey, Clare and then Paul.
When Paul got to the top of the stairs, he said, “Rose, Sym, Gareath you know when we said about you three being on a steep learning curve?”
“Yeah,” Gareath said.
“Allow me to introduce, Tarack and Greacher, two non human, but humanoid,” and Paul put emphisis on the word, “members of the elite conspiracy,” and Paul walked forward and Tarack walked up and said, “Hi ladies and gent. Allow me to,” and he stopped as Gareath fainted from shock, both Rose and Sym looked over there shoulders at the now unconscious Gareath and they both burst out laughing and started to help him recover, quite quickly they had him propped up on his elbows looking somewhat stupid.
“That’s a new one,” said Paul, as stuck his hand out and helped Gareath back to his feet.
“My apologies Tarack,” Gareath said, “I think seeing what I did yesterday, the fairies, sparing and meeting people who, all I can say is they are normal but very unique people, not the faceless morons you see sat in the local pubs and clubs.”
“Oh believe me, what happened then was better than we normally get, which is normally point blunt terror or a screaming fit, and allow me to introduce my colleague Greacher.”
A grey muzzle was sat on two very hairy arms and then the head moved and walking up the stairs came Greacher who like Tarack said, “Hi ladies, Hi gent.”
This time no one fainted and Gareath said, “Good afternoon Tarack, Good afternoon Greacher.”
“Good now the introductions are over with, what do people think?” Mads asked.
Rose, Sym and Gareath stood in Gangrel formal wear. Rose and Sym wore opposites, where in Rose’s fully boned corset dress was Black, in Sym’s it was a deep rich violet, and black in Sym’s was the same deep rich violet. Gareath was wearing a top hat and tails, Paul looked on impressed at the way Gareath looked.
Mads said, “It was the height of the Top hat that gave me the idea, Gareath is quite tall and slim the addition of the Top hat makes him almost seven foot tall, and it folds to almost flat.”
“That does look good, on Gareath. Correct me if I’m wrong, most of the guys, wear a formal suit or similar, Yes, Abbey, Clare?” Paul asked.
“Normally yes,” said Abbey, “no I do agree with you, it does work.”
Mads turned to the three and said, “Change in to the street clothes we picked out and join us for a chill, down stairs.”
“Will do,” Rose said, and the three headed for the back of the shop and the changing rooms.
When the group had reached the bottom of the stairs, Paul said, “When do you think the raid on the Protectors go in?”
Greacher asked Mads, “Can you see invisible things?”
“Generally, invisible things are very much like illusions, as long as you believe it exists it can effect you, but if you don’t believe in it then it has no power over you, why the question?” Mads asked.
“Just for your information sat on Clare’s shoulder is a six inch tall humanoid with wings and blue and orange coloured hair called Arrick, and sat on Abbey’s shoulder is also a six inch tall fairy with white and green hair called Gribbloath,” Greacher said.
Mads looked at the head and shoulder area and cast detect magic and smiled as the two fairies appeared.
“If not tonight, then more than likely tomorrow or the next night, that would put on Darabar evening, and the party is Frodar night,” said Clare, “and Gangrels don’t miss a party if they help it.”
“Hopefully tomorrow night, as I think all three could do with some weapons handling training, before the raid,” said Paul as the stairs creaked and Gareath opened the door at the bottom and in walked Gareath, Rose and Sym, they all had new dark street combats.
Greacher made room on the three seater couch and both Rose and Sym sat down and took out their tins and each rolled them selves a blunt and smoked it.
“So what brings you to the streets of South Peninsula Paul?” Tarack asked as he wandered over from the small Kitchen area, “Oops, sorry ladies, gent didn’t realise you had come down. Drinks?” Tarack asked.
“Please,” replied Sym, “Coffee, white, no sugar, thanks.”
“Thank you Tarack, make that two coffees the same, thanks,” Rose replied.
“Black coffee, thanks Tarack,” Gareath said
“Shopping, I’m now back as a full time ghost and elite Conspiracy operator, I’m now officially a Hunter and I think if Sarah has her way, soon to be an honourable Gangrel.”
“No actually I do want the three of you inducted as soon as possible,” said Clare.
“Tomorrow the three of you are going to get your first lesson on weapons handling, you are going to need to have been taught the basics before the policing action goes in,” Paul said.
“Who you guys raiding then?” Tarack asked.
“A unlisted gang called the Protectors,” replied Abbey.
“These Protectors, they don’t happen to have leader called his Lordship do they,” Tarack asked.
“Yeah, that’s what people have said his name is,” Clare responded.
“Be careful, he is totally insane, he thinks if he drinks the blood of the unfaithful he will gain their powers and become close to becoming a god,” Tarack replied.
“Our unit The Pen Wolf Hounds had a run in with His Lordship a few months back and we failed to capture him then, by a couple of minutes only,” Greacher said
“Don’t worry, we’ll be going in with two full Gangrel units, the Hunters and some elements from another elite Gangrel unit and I may ask Kev to join us, as he does operate a SAMAS powered Armour suit pretty well, and would provide us with the necessary fast pursuit unit should he try and make a break for freedom,” said Paul.
About half way through the afternoon, as Sym was getting some drinks, Mads gave her a hand and said, “I think you might make a powerful wielder of magick my dear.”
At about 04:30AN the group got up to go and they all said, “It has been great meeting you all.”
Paul came up the stairs last and just before he disappeared up, “Keep Intelligence up to date on things, we are beginning to become proactive rather than re-active.”
“Will do Paul, hope to see you at the Academy reception ball this year,” Greacher said, “It will give some of the newer elite something to wet their appetites over before they start project work.”
“Talk to you soon, anyway, bye Mads, chat to you soon,” Paul called, and closed the door and walked up the stairs, and followed the rest of the group out of the back door and the group then headed back towards the car-park.
As the group walked, Sym turned to Paul and asked, “Can I ask you for some advice Paul?”
“Yeah, go ahead,” Paul replied.
“Who should I go and see about seeing if what Mads told me is true,” Sym replied.
“What did she say?” Paul asked.
“She said that I could make a powerful wielder of magick,” Sym responded.
“Ithian or Sharra, they are the resident Magick wielders at the Club,” Paul replied.
“I want to have three of you Magick tested anyway,” said Paul, “it’s important as if any of you can wield magick then you can only take six tattoos, any more and it will affect your magick wielding abilities, and if that is the case then two tattoos are mandatory Protection from Vampires and a weapon tattoo is the second. The other four is your choice. I do advise all my students take the Protection from Vampires Tattoo, and I am telling you all now, I will be pushing very hard to get the unit into the Academy next year. You two already have impressed Jane, and Richard, with your dedication to the cause, and lets just say the way you lot handled yourselves back then was impressive I must say, bar yours Gareath, but I do understand why. Oh and yes, this year we are all going to the Academy reception ball. I think it would be a good experience for all of you, as I’m also trying to persuade Trish to go as well, she is seriously thinking about it at the moment.”
“What happens at the Ball?” Abbey asked.
“It’s would have been the first time the new year meets the elite ranks, they get introduced to the twelve and other members of the elite, normally all elite try and make it, as its an all weekend party and is held on the floors above 200 in Echo Tower in Echo Tech City,” Paul replied.
“Just remind me, how many floors in Echo Tower?” Clare asked, as the group turned down an alley way towards a small connivance store, which they passed and entered the shop next door.
“245 at the last count, I think Jane had another 4 floors added last year, but I’m not sure if they have gone live yet,” Paul replied.
The shop the group had entered was about 8 metres across and extended back by 20metres and had an ornate staircase going to the first floor. From the first floor came a voice like an angel which said, “Welcome visitors to Face Design,” and this lady walks down the stairs from the first floor salon. When she had reached the ground floor, she said, “Arh mistress Clare, mistress Abbey, what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”
“Arage, we are outfitting these three new Gangrels from head to toe and they require some makeup tips from the mistress and master of the Goths.
Then a male figure appears from the back of the shop and glides towards the party and views the two gents and when he sees Paul he stuck his nose in the air, and said, “Oh it’s you, you rag-a-nummfin,” and embraces Paul, “Its been a while since you came up here.”
“I know, I’m back in the business now for good. Running corporation has become boring and I want the fun and adventure of being a Karzzar. Just dumped into Tarack and Greacher,” Paul said as iLleathe looks over his subjects.
“How long have you got here?” Arage asked.
“Hour possible hour twenty, why?” asked Paul.
“In that time I can work miracles with the way people look.” Arage replied, “Shall we my love.”
“Yes lets, please follow us, and if you three wouldn’t mind getting the things we require from down here we shall begin the final stages of your friend’s transformation,” iLleathe said.
“You know so many people Paul,” Clare said, and then asked, “How do you know these two?”
“Arage I met four years ago during my work into Tarack and Greacher, iLleathe is an escaped elf T-Man, I helped him escape from his master on Phase world some 170 years ago. He came with me when I came back to Darra Von and has never left, he thinks of Darra Von as the home he never had,” Paul said, as the three climbed the stairs to the salon and they then moved to the comfortable arm chairs, both Arrick and Gribbloath flew and landed on the back of Paul’s arm chair and smiled at Sym and Gareath, “iLleathe showed himself to have some skill in being an artist and that’s how he made his money, he drew, a lot of the landscapes and pictures taken from view points, are his, he never collects any royalty on the pictures it his way of giving something back to the world that has adopted him. Arage is just so skilled when it comes to the art of makeup. Most Goths come and see her when they have a special event.”
”Arage, you busy this Savraday, from about lunchtime onwards?” Clare asked, “No I’ve been trying to think what to get the couples for there wedding day, and why not give the six of them a complete makeover before the day.”
“Yeah,” said Abbey in agreement.
“Nothing planned, why,” Arage replied, whilst massaging shampoo into Sym’s hair. “God this hair is dirty, when was the last time you actually washed this, young lady?”
“Try about four months ago, the night before our mum and dad were killed.”
Paul said, “That’s a good point I want to look into that killing, and try and find out why.”
“How can you, Paul,” Clare asked.
“Being a ghost means you have access to other lines of enquiries the cops don’t have, like how and why corporations do things.”
In the other hair washing bowl, iLleathe was making sure that the matted hair of Gareath was clean before he took a pair of scissors to it, “Yes well I hope after today you will look after your hair better than you have been doing?”
“Yes I will, but living in a hole in the ground for the last four years, means things like washing hair don’t happen to often.”
“Ok, I’ll let you off then,” then after another two sessions of massaging shampoo in and washing it out, the water was running clear. “Good clean water rather then the dirty stuff, conditioner, and before you say anything, putting conditioner in to hair is an important way of making sure it is healthy and clean.”
“Ok,” Gareath said.
“And I need to do it before you decide what colour you want it to go.”
”What?” Gareath asked.
“See the computer screen up their?” iLleathe asked,
“Yes I do,” replied Gareath.
Gareath’s picture appeared and his hair was coloured matt black then it changed to dark violet. “we use it to show customers what their new looks will be like before we start the transformation,” said Arage.
Sym was looking at the one with two side bunches were tied to the back of her head, it would allow her the freedom of having them loose or tight, “That one, that colour,” Sym requested.
“Nice idea, young one,” Arage said, “Clare can you get me bottle number red 176, green number 4, and blue number 134, thanks.”
“No problem,” Clare said and she headed down the stairs and went hunting for the bottles, and returned after a couple of minutes carrying the three, she put them on the side next to where Arage was rinsing out the conditioner.
Clare returned to her seat and said, “I’ve been thinking about the way the unit is made up.”
“Oh, in what way?” Abbey asked.
“Us three, we are all heading down the road of powerful close quarters fighters. Lets say for argument sake one of those three is Magickal, and I think Rose is looking at joining us three in respects, leaving one to operate in a support role,” Clare said.
“Yeah, I can see that, but you thinking of adding who to it?” Paul asked, “and I agree with you concerning Rose, but your scenario about one of them being gifted in that way may be true, Mads said to Sym when she was getting some drinks, that she could make a powerful wielder of magick.”
“Now that is, but Sharra is to busy with security at the Club, ain’t she?” Clare said.
“Don’t be surprised if Sharra doesn’t hand a lot to Sam to teach a new welder of magick and I think Sharra would be good at it and I know of at least three other wielders in the Suraban area who would love the chance to teach.,” Paul said.
Arage had moved onto Rose whilst the colour treatment was working, iLleathe called out, “Can someone get me Red 78, Green 38, and Blue 38, please.”
“No problem,” said Abbey and disappeared down the stairs and returned after a minute with the correct bottle numbers.
“I’ve not spoken to anyone about this, but do you remember the cult raid when we freed all those trapped fairies?” Abbey asked.
“Yeah I do,” said Clare.
“Did you see Hell Bright’s, Claire’s and the other’s eyes, when their heads snapped back, I seriously thought their necks had been broken,” Abbey said.
“Blood red, no pupils?” Paul asked.
“Yeah,” replied Abbey.
“It’s the power of the ritual they were casting, and the power being channelled, you forget I was there as well,” Paul said.
“Yeah I know, so what was the static charge we felt building up,” Abbey asked.
“That’s the Mana pooling before the casters manipulate and release the energy into the target site,” Paul said, “If you want to learn how Magick works, go and talk to Ithian or Sharra, remember ask them and they will be happy to pass experiences and knowledge on to you.”
“Ok, I think we will, Paul,” replied Abbey
“Am I right in guessing that the stuff you have done up to now is light stuff what with the Wacker Incident and the Protectors?” Clare asked.
“Yes, very much so, get this weekend out of the way and you lot will start getting fit, and I think you two along with the other Gangrel units, should start training the new recruits, and who were you looking at adding Clare?”
“Dominic, Anna and Tony. They proved them selves resourceful over the Cult raid, and very effective in the close support role they took on when we hit Wacker last week, and the proved themselves to be very good at the long range sniper work,” Clare replied.
“Yes, I agree with you there, Clare, and the one thing I know about being a sniper it’s a lonely profession normally, and those three seem to enjoy each other’s company and know how to relieve each other’s tension,” Paul said.
“So you have no problem with it, them?” Clare asked.
“No, I was thinking about something similar but may be not with those three,” Paul replied.
“Ask then this Frodar at the Pre-wedding bash,” Abbey said.
* * * * * *
The rest of the hour was watching the three learn how to apply Goth and Gangrel makeup. At about 05:30AN the group were walking back to the car-park, when the group ran into some very annoying abnochoius late teen arse holes in Chav clothing, and sat on a the steps that led to an upper floor, were a group of other Chav youngsters. Clare could see Gribbloath getting pissed of and thought to him, “Wait and see I think Rose, Sym are going to do something.”
“I’ve had it with them,” said Rose and Sym together and turned.
As Paul said, “Same here,” Paul looked at the twins and saw two girls who were just getting very pissed off with the in your face nature of the three, he had also just noticed Gareath wasn’t too happy either, and said, “Have some fun.”
“Thank you Paul,” said Rose, and the three walked over and rammed a palm strike right in to the nose area of each of the three. They then turned an went back to chatting to Clare and Abbey about the addition of new members.
Gribbloath looked at the scene in utter shock, he had never seen a bunch of people get such a cumupance so fast.
The three teenagers just sat down after getting hit with blood pouring from their now squashed noses. Paul stood and as he turned, “Learn something, bullying people you don’t know, can lead to injuries,” and Paul followed the rest of the group. When Paul had caught up the group he said, “Nicely executed.”
“Thank you Paul, I hope you didn’t mind me getting involved,” Gareath said.
“No I saw you had had enough, I had also had enough and was going to have a few words, but let the young ones hurt the slightly older ones, it normally puts people in their places,” Paul said.
“I did wonder why the other’s didn’t move to assist?” Gareath said.
“Maybe something to do with us two, we both had our jackets open and I know one could see my 357 automatic,” said Abbey, “and even if they had moved to help, Gangrels help Gangrels and Hunters definetly help Hunters.”
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The run back was not great but they did make it back in an hour which isn’t bad for a run from South Penisula to Bariskin district, was close to if not slightly over a hundred miles.
They arrived back at the club at about 06:45AN and the briefing was due to start in 15 minutes.
Abbey said, “Damn I hoping to get food, before the briefing.”
“Don’t worry, the canteen don’t close, if nothing is out on the food runs, go and knock on the canteen doors, normally means they are cleaning up but like with the rest of the staff here, they just love working here.”
“I’ve noticed that, all the staff love working at the club, how come, I would have expected to have some stressed people over the pasted few weeks, but not once. Why?” Abbey asks as she walks with Paul and the rest of the group to wards the briefing room.
“Its very simple. the pay is not great, but the perks, first class treatment at any Echo Tech run medical facility, world wide that is, they get to play with state of the art equipment, tools, and they get to have fun, most of the FAVs in the garage, will have had I would say 90% of any modification already tested out and if it didn’t work, then it is removed, if someone comes up with an idea that works, then that it is used. All of the staff love their career, the chefs love cooking, some dinner times, you will come down and see three of the chefs, carving up the meat before they put it on the plate and other people from the back area serving the rest of the food. And then add in to the equation everyone is automatically listed as a full ghost and offered the training to go with it. That’s what you three will start on tomorrow, weapons handling and fire fight tactics. Tomorrow will be basic weapons handling, firing range procedures and battle simulation training. I think Bill will be joining us as well as Jaboc did say he was interested in learning.”
Stood up front was Sandra with Nibs, along with Blackie and Pixie, sat a short distance away holding her tablet, and listening to something as her head was moving in time to some music. Sandra then said, “Welcome all to this a Central authorized police action against an unlisted gang. What Intelligence has been able to gather about the gang is that it extorts money from its victims and then firebombs any that don’t pay. The leader is named His Lordship, and that’s about all we know.”
“Capture and confindment is preferred on this one, as friends of mine had a run in, we think to be the same gang and he escaped a few minutes ahead of them,” Paul said.
“Thank you Paul, I will leave tactical operations down to the unit leaders and how they want to play things, myself and Nibs will be in control running the operation and I think Bill will be in the battle bus, as I think Jaboc has volunteered to provide heavy support,” Sandra finished, “I now hand over to the Assault leaders, Clare and Abbey.”
“Thank you Sandra,” said Clare and the two walked to the front. “From recon and limited aerial work, we know the gang’s HQ is this building in the middle of this bad lands area, most of the surrounding buildings are basically shells either burnt out or have been damaged due to combat happening. Our advice is don’t use them unless necessary, use the cars and other obstacles for cover rather than the buildings.”
“Can I ask the Marauders and the Hunters, how well versed are they at night ops?” Abbey asked.
“Not to bad, thanks, we’ve been briefed about the black light armour and vision rigs, bar getting use to using then which we’ll do tonight,” Dean replied.
“Doing what?” asked Paul.
“Playing Tag, Bulldog, Hide and seek, style games, using the rigs and armour. Most of us trained in medium street armour, to be now given Black Light is. Different,” Dean said.
“Count at least three more in to those games,” Paul said.
Abbey looked at him in a way to ask, who?
“Rose, Sym and Gareath, they need to learn how to use the rigs as well. It would be fun for all of us to get involve as I do recon we’re going to working together,” Paul replied.
Clare looked around the gathered group and saw sat in the opposite the corner Dominic, Anna and Tony, she smiled when she saw them. The next twenty minutes was spent working out unit tactics, and how the overall plan should work. At about 07:30AN the briefing broke apart and the Marauders and Hammers headed for the canteen as neither had had dinner yet, all the Gangrels walked from the briefing room to the canteen for dinner.
Behind the Hunters which was walking as a group, Lara, Dean and Michelle walked and Lara called out, “Hang on Hunters.”
At this the Hunters stopped and turned and waited for the following guys to catch up.
Lara said, as the three got close, “Hi, I’m Lara, second in command of the Marauders, this is.”
“Dean unit commander of the Hunters and this is Michelle my number two,” Dean said.
Michelle in very broken basic said, “Sorry my basic is not great.”
“No problems, by being number two means you must have the respect of your unit,” said Abbey.
“And generally me and Michelle ain’t to far apart, and on the field its more actions anyway.”
“True, allow me to introduce, myself Abbey, my partner Clare, Sym, Rose, Gareath. The other three you will see around are Dominic, Anna and Tony, a three man sniper team.”
“Dinner calls,” said Rose.
“Very True,” said Paul.
“And oops sorry Paul, Paul Delimetry, our units instructor stoke member,” said Abbey.
“Oh may I say excellent footage on Digital Systems News of the last assault. The announcer never gave the guy’s name who was shooting it as battle went in,” Lara said.
“I’ll tell you who was doing the filming, me, Nibs, Paul and Jum. All the vision Rigs have inbuilt cameras that allow for live transmission to a central place and we set up a complete news studio up and ran the battle live as we went in, I’ve since found out that in Suraban alone, 13 million people switched over to watch, as none of the other channels were carrying anything about the war other than related issues stories. It was as if the war wasn’t happening.”
Gary caught the group up and said, “With that in mind, Central has asked the Gangrels put together a better video for them to show at schools, and I have been asked by my old school’s coach to put one together for showing to next year’s football team, he’s hopping it will stop any notions of becoming a street gang, I was thinking of showing an edited version of the war zone against the Aces, I’ve already said that I would be more than willing to go in and have a chat with them about being a member of a street gang. Which is still the biggest reason most people join gangs.”
“I know Gary, Initially,” Abbey started to say and then they arrived at the food run.
Lara just behind then, “I must cost a bit, to run.”
Gary replied, “It does but Jaboc earns enough from his ventures to finance it.”
Paul smiled at Gary’s explanation and exited the run with a good sized roast dinner and a large piece of apple pie and cream, Paul took his normal drink of two pints of pure orange juice from the machine and walked towards a free table, and was quickly joined by Abbey, and Sym. When the group reached the table they sat down. Lara, Dean, Gary and Michelle closely followed by Clare, Rose and Gareath walked over and grabbed seats further up.
When everyone had finished eating, Paul said to the unit commanders, “when are you planning on starting the fun and games?”
“In a couple of hours, let it get dark then lets have fun,” Dean said.
”Ok, we’ll see you about then,” Paul said and the Hunters got up and took their empties to the wash up point and they headed for the main club. As Clare headed off towards where Dominic, Anna and Tony were sitting chatting to Tina, Abs and Sandra, Arrick followed the rest of the group. The six’s fairy and pixie companions were sat on the table eating some food
Clare walked around behind the three snipers and tapped said, “Myself and Abbey wish to have a chat with the three of you.”
“A bit secretive that Clare,” said Tina.
Clare just looked at her, and said, “It about you three joining the hunters.”
“What us three, in your unit!!” exclaimed Tony.
“Come and chat with us and then give us your answer. I’m heading for the Tattoo Parlour now, and your might as well get to meet the three newest recruits anyway,” Clare said.
“True,” said Anna.
“May I say you have three good looking Gangrels now Clare,” Sandra said.
“Thank you. That’s a good point, who have you got doing your hair and makeup for Sumbar?” Clare asked.
“No on yet, Why?” asked Sandra.
“We asked Arage and iLleathe if they would come and do it, our wedding present to all of you, and Mads says hi.”
“Currently worn clothes from Mads, you need to take Nibs before you disappear to the Academy and ask after Tarack and Greacher,” said Clare.
“Tarack and Greacher, ok, I will do,” Sandra said.
“Come on you three,” said Clare and led the group, followed by the three’s pixie friends, out of the canteen and up the ramps to the reception where, Clare turn the three, “You guys got your pass cards?”
“Yes,” all three replied.
“Ok, just checking,” responded Clare, and walked up to the third floor. She stopped outside the Parlour, Clare then knocked on the door.
Paul called from inside, “Come in you three,” after the four walked in they saw Rose and Sym both sat in the two dentist style chairs. “Before I start and activate the Silence spell. Allow me to explain, Do you know who I am other than being the Chair of Digital systems?”
“No,” replied Anna, “That’s about all we do know other than the information we were told on Savraday evening.”
“Right, I am as Nicolai said, a Black Karzzar and also a Tattoo Demon slayer, and as part of being that I can inscribe magical Tattoos,” and he tapped one and a massive Parrie Lion appeared and sat beside Paul, and it then disappeared, “Rose here has requested yesterday that I tattoo a dual headed sword staff, so she always has a weapon with her at all times.”
Paul then turned to Rose and asked, “Are you ready, I warn you again this is incredibly painful, I won’t start until I am sure you are under and ready for me to start.”
Rose nodded, and laid back, she then started to breathe slowly, Abbey passed her the blunt she had and Rose then took a few deep breaths inhaling the smoke into the deep parts of her lungs, she then closed her eyes and focused on a pin prick of light, and she then attempted to take hold of the pain receptors in the arm area and cut them off from her senses. Paul the focused all his attention on to the small area of skin tapped the head of the chair and started.
* * * * * *
Twenty Five minutes later Paul looked up and tapped the head of the chair and said, “My god, what pain control you have, Rose.”
From everyone on the out side had heard and Paul not, was Sym screaming in agony. But never once letting go of her twin’s hand.
“Yeah, right, did you hear Sym Paul?” Clare asked.
“No,” replied Paul,
“Yeah, twenty five minutes of her screaming in agony.”
“Oops sorry, me and my sister share pain, we can both control our own pain and transfer onto the other one,” said Sym, “I forgot that you lot were here when the first initial stab happened.”
“Not to worry, I’ll just remember to activate the silence on both chairs then,” said Paul, “You decided yet Sym?”
“I have the Protection against Vampires please to start with,” Sym said.
“No problem,” Paul said. Then he turned to the three people and said, “Sorry, I guess Abbey and Clare haven’t told you yet,”
“No, they haven’t,” said Dominic.
“And before I know you don’t see yourselves as in your face fighters, we ain’t asking for that, we want a long range tactical support unit, not a random flatten anything, A specific target dies leaving the surrounding area untouched. Style of support unit,” said Abbey.
Clare continued, “That operates well in all combat forms, Long range precision work like the work, on the Cultist raid, to the close Tactical support firepower you provided on the Wacker raid.”
“I have my eyes on one maybe two more, but they would fulfil the close support our work would have us do. Sym thinks and has been told by a Magick wielder that she may possess the talents. Ithian said, he has no problem testing you all out tomorrow at some point, just go up to his lab wall and knock. And Jaboc does ask, has everyone had a basic medical done yet, one of the requirements of working or staying here at the club is everyone has a medical. In other matters, I am going to start looking at moving us to the third floor of the apartment complex where the other Gangrels are.”
“Why?” Abbey asked.
“Give us more room, for one, and mean that anyone can come and chill rather than not wanting to cause of the third floor, rules,” Paul said.
“That’s a good point I have all your clothes in the van,” Dominic said
“Can you give us a few days, to decide?” asked Anna.
“Yeah, no problem, but you staying this evening or you guys got to get back tonight?” Paul asked.
“No, Sarah’s given me the next week until Torbar off,” Dominic said.
“You know the Marauders and the Hammers are playing a few team games later this evening so they can get use to the vision rig,” said Abbey.
“May give the chance learn the pros advantages the system gives us as a team,” Tony said.
“Oh, yes, another thing, is that when ever I get invited places me and the my team go too, and I am going to very pushy and push for the Hunters to go to the Academy in next years intake, If Jum and Wong hadn’t already been selected, I would have said Clare and Abbey go. As the maximum the Academy take each year takes is twelve. That’s not changed since the Twelve was the first year to attend and graduate.”
“All the twelve was first year to graduate after completing the five year course that is the Academy. Most students spend a good few years teaching or assisting in Academy or personal projects. I have a feeling that Nicolai may suggest that at the next advisory meeting, that he, Jane and if Kev hasn’t, Kev does as well stand down in favour of a successor or another member of the twelve, the rest of the twelve knew that if things took a turn for the worse that they may have to step up to the breach and replace us. I trust my successor and I have warned him that I will always keep a light touch on the wheel from time to time, he will never know when I am, unless it warrants me getting involved. He knows enough not to ask questions when news stories come in via the wires.”
* * * * * *
Up until about 09:30AN Paul chatted and started work on Sym’s Heart with a stake through it tattoo and Gareath’s Eye with a Dagger in it Tattoo, which as he said would make perfect sense, He hits an enemy with that, blind him then either Clare or Abbey hit them, can’t see, oh fuck I’ve been poisoned, collapse.
Paul thought, ‘I think some one could be right about this team.’
At 09:30AN the group left the Parlour which Clare locked up as Paul had also upgraded accounts of the group, as security was back to normal the rules required all rooms on the third floor remain locked unless occupied. The group walked down from the third floor to sub basement 1 and the armoury. Already there was Claire, Hell Bright, Ren, Paul, and Wong, along with the five fairy companions.
Wong turned and said, “You guys up for arse kicking, I’ve been challenged to a night fight on club grounds, tag and your dead?”
“Yeah, who is it?” Clare asked.
“Us, against the Marauders and the Hammers, all Vs. all,” Wong said.
“What including us?” Dominic said.
”Yeah, why not, I heard from a reliable source that if the two teams out there waiting for us had been able to team, together they would have scored pretty close to 100 out of a 100,” Clare said.
“Right then I say we find out how good they are and then we match our level to theirs with our other abilities, I think limit speed boost at crossing spaces, improved senses, and very definently using our friends. This I think will be interesting.” Wong said, and got a nod from all.
When everyone was ready, and was walking out, Anna who was walking beside Rose and Sym and Gareath was just in front, said, “Clare says this is your first time with the Vision Rigs?”
All three nodded.
“Ok. A quick run down on the functionality, the rig provides the user with thermo vision, Low light Vision and infra red vision, along with a visual display of weapon status, where all your friends are in location to you. It also provides an advanced interface to the computers here in Control. Look into the eye area, do you see one screen that looks like a mess,” all three nodded again, “right, on the side of the unit is a switch, move it forward and it activates the eye scanner, you can now select something by looking at it and then blink once to select it, now move it with your eye,” and after a couple of seconds, “blink again to drop the item. Now bottom right hand corner is a small icon, find it and quickly blink twice, that activates something. What that icon does is open up the 180 degree view option now you can put things wherever you want in the screen area.”
“Nice, piece of Tech,” Gareath said, as Bill, with Hrilam flying beside Bill’s leg, ran up from behind, “Jaboc suggested I join you lot and start to mix with people my own age rather than the drug addicts I use to. Oh yeah sis, dad is coming tomorrow, with Hemma, Beatrice and Damien, he pulled then from school today over what the school was teaching the children about all the good the corporations did in the world. Jaboc has already spoken to Nicolai about it and I think they are both planning to meet dad tomorrow to discuss options.”
Night fight tag, was fun, the Vixens and the Hunters won, just, 3 games to 2. Especially when Blackie and Pixie decided to get involved and the joker element helping and hindering both sides equally. Pixie may have slightly helped a bit more both Sym and Rose.
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