Roundtable Discussion

[artman01]

I walk up to Trey and nod in greeting before standing next to him. Speaking with an old man British accent "Well now how are we doing this fine evening sir. Going for a night out on the town are we. Ah I remember those care free days of my youth."

[Treyvon Johnson]

I nod to John and am about to speak, but he makes an ass of himself first.

"I think you should shoot whoever gave you those acting lessons, man."

I pull my hood over my head and lean against the wall of the building we're in front of.

"So I haven't seen you around before. You new here?"

[artman01]

I shack my head in disapointment " Does no one ever laugh around here."

I lean against the wall and pull the knife out of my pocket and clean my fingernails.

" well that would depend on your definition of new. Iv lived here for some time. But iv not been doing the staying up all night thing for a long time. And what about you."

[Treyvon Johnson]

"Born and raised in this hell hole."

I crack my knuckles a bit, feeling the unevenness of the rings on them.

"But I've been...working the nightshift for a while now."

I do a quick cell check to see if anyone messaged me or tried to call. Then I speak once again.

"So have you had time to understand how everything works here?"

[Smoothie]

Wic and Jessie walk up and join John and Trey.

Wic walks up with his thumbs in his pockets and simply nods to them in greeting.

[artman01]

I put the knife in my hand out to Wic and continue talking to Trey

"Well from everything thats been happing lately i would have to say. If I keep my nose clean I don't get whacked. And if I have been a bad boy I better hope I made some friends with enough pull to keep me from getting whacked. Is that close to how things work."

[Smoothie]

Wic accepts the knife with a slight wrinkle of his forhead, "Have you been bad, John?" He hefts the knife and slides it up his sleeve. "Thank you for the knife. I shall return it if possible or compensate you if not."

He nods to Trey.

[Storyteller]

Jessie joins in.

"We've got the car around the corner. We could use the time we have now, before the others arrive, to work out a plan of action, should we need one, however little we know about what's coming up. Then, i reckon someone should ride with Michael and, er, whoever she is, see what they can get out of them. What do you think?"

[artman01]

"Well iv only been with this group for a couple of nights but it seems to me that Trey has the best chance of getting more info. But i would be willing to try if you want."

[Treyvon Johnson]

I give Wic and Jess the upward nod and listen as the planning begins. I wonder what was so important for them to talk about that they couldn't share it with the rest of us. I'm also trying to figure out why they're trying to get rid of me.

"Michael won't keep secrets that'll get us killed. He'll tell us everything we need to know."

I rotate my shoulder to lossen up my arm a bit.

"As for a plan, we need to have an idea of what each of us is capable of."

[Smoothie]

"An excellent idea, Friend-Trey!" Wic says, through sharp teeth and his unnerving grin. "Do lead us in this, please, set the example!"

[Treyvon Johnson]

It's all I can do to keep from scowling at Wic. I almost like him, but he just does...things. Still I suppose I should be the first to go. But how much to tell?

"Sure. I'm a pretty decent shot and can pull them off with a quickness. Actually, I can pull pretty much anything off with a quickness. Aside from that, I know how to draw attention to myself and make what I say have more weight."

It's hard talking about yourself without sounding pompous. So I shrug to make it seem less so.

"Aside from that, I can mark them as the traitors they are just in case someone slips out. Wic?"

[Smoothie]

"By pull things off with a quickness, I take it to mean you are fast. That is good to know."

He sighs, resigning himself to exposing part of himself, but he looks each of his companions in the eye as he speaks, a silent threat to any who would use this knowledge against him, "I can pick locks and hot-wire cars... maybe not the newer, electronic ignition models, though I haven't tried. I can often come upon unfortunate souls without their knowledge, though this is through purely mundane means, none of my clans mental obscuring ...yet. I am not good with guns, but with hand to hand weapons or unarmed, though I am not large, I am fast and brutal," he says this matter-of-factly. "Of the supernatural powers of the blood, I have gained a small measure of my clan's well-known strength, but my greatest weapon is, if you have not guessed, fear. I possess a good portion of my clan's ability to impose terror into others, to chase them off or even to paralyze them."

He looks expectantly to Jessie and John.

[artman01]

Oh boy what to say.

"Well we seem to share some of the same skills."

"You could say i have been training to be a ninja you know knifes, Kungfu, deception, staying in the shadows. I have pretty fast reflex's. I can sometimes sense danger before I come to it. As for other powers. I can sometimes make a person follow a simple command with a word. Can hide object from normal sight. Trying to do that with my own body but still cant seem to do it."

[Treyvon Johnson]

I nod to Wic then John.

"Yeah, I can do that too. Hide small objects on my person. I didn't think about it because I doubt it'll be of much use tonight, but you never know. And sensing danger before it comes is a good ability to have on our side."

I can see danger before it comes too, but that's not something they need to know right now, especially since the implications are completely different from what they'd expect. They wouldn't believe me if I told them anyhow. I turn to Jess.

"And you, Jess?"