Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines: R.I.P.

Ziara walked into the mansion, shoving aside the guards who threatened to kick her out. She was here on business and nothing more.

"Possibly...if I knew what this sect of yours purpose was."

"Well, its simple. I told you we're all a bunch of drifters and rioters. F.E.A.R.: F*** Everything And Run. And we do just that. We mess with the Cammies and Sabbats where ever we go, then high-tail it out of there ASAP."

Ziara tapped on Wake's shoulder, "We have a problem."

Wake turned around to look at Ziara. "Which is?" He asked.
((Thank you so much... its black again =) ))

Kyira watched Wake with a curious eye.
"Sounds cowardish..." She muttered softly.

"I prefer to look at it as a kick-a** stratigy but I guess you could look at it that way. We still fight our battles, though."

Jason sighed and pouted when bella walked off. 'she just can't take a bit of fun" he muttered. "oh well no use for me being here then" he said turning into a bat and hanging from the chandelier above.

Ziara looked around, her gaze lingering a bit on Kyira, "Who is she?" she asked, then snapped out of her thought, "Never mind that last bit. I need to talk to you." She said to Wake, her eyes flitting back to Wake, "Alone."

"Potential member." He said simply then nodded. "If you'll be kind enough to exscuse me...." Wake said to Kyira as he walked to a secluded corner with Ziara. "Whats up?"

"Mostly? Just a few of your followers getting a little anxious for more... prominent results. I can't hold them off too long, but I thought you might need a warning. Any message I should give them?" Ziara asked nervously. even though she was older than Wake, she still took orders from him. That was almost unheard of in the vampire world. Also, Ziara had never been a nervous person. If Wake was enough to make her even just a little tense, you knew he was a force to reckon with.

"Hmm... not really sure what to say yet... but if it works out with the toreador," He glanced over at Kyira. "we're all going to get to see a Sabbat warehouse go up in flames soon. That prominent enough for them?" He asked with a smirk. "You all right though? You seem a bit edgy."

Ziara pushed back a section of her pitch black hair, "It's nothing. And I'll let them know. You know what a group of pyros you have on your side. They'll love this show."

"Yeah. But if she declines, we'll be the ones doing the grunt work. I still gotta get the explosives though."

Ziara nodded, "I'll wait for you to give me the all-clear then. I hope you don't mind me sticking around?"

"Nah, stick around, have a little fun. Or at least as close as you can get at one of these Cammy parties."

Ziara snorted, "Tell me about it..."

"Heh, feel free to join me with the newbie."

Ziara sighed, "Newbie, hu? You'll need all the help you can get in that case..." She said simply as she walked back into the mansion with Wake.

He laughed a little. "Yeah, especially if we try to get her into the initiation process. I remember how much you detested it."

"Detested." She smiled, "I got over it."

"So you say." He said, returning the smile as they walked back over to Kyira. "So, you in or out?"

"Might as well be in..." Kyira replied as she watched the party goers.

Wake smirked. "Great," He said, pronouncing it like that cereal Tony the Tiger guy. "but, you gotta earn your way in."

Ziara laughed, "Welcome to Hell, sweetheart."