Well the past couple nights have been pretty damn productive tying up some loose ends I assume in preparation for our push against the Camarilla. Donald’s new outlook on un-life may not have put him on the less bloody path or less destructive but his motivations seem more in order or lets just say inclined to some variant of sanity. To start with I wrote nice friendly letter to Violetta to try and get a person to person meeting, maybe we can turn her to our side of the table. She’d be a valuable asset to have around. We got things rolling with our Giovanni connection a cool head on all accounts but he keeps a creepy locale and tight security, after some chit chat Felicity glad handed him a bit to make friendly while I took in a perceptive view of our surroundings; an abandoned subway tunnel chock full of what I’m assuming are ghosts and something else that seemed to be dead but animated watching us from the shadows, more than a few. All in all I didn’t take my time getting outta there. We were asked to get an item belonging to Donald’s haunting spirit to make the act of relieving it of him easier. So we gathered ourselves and headed over to the police precinct. After convincing Donald to stay in the car I ghosted my way into evidence while Felicity got some info from the main desk about Donald’s sister and band mate George…You know come to think of it we do a whole lot of BS on his account. i should remember that next time he comes up with an idea.
Any who I get back to the car with the item we need ( a shirt from the train “accident” it seems) and a few kilos of cocaine I hope to make some profit on Donald gets on me about letting him in on the profit we decide on a 24/76% split. Faithful Felicity returns with the info we need to “save” Donald’s cohorts. We the spend the rest of the evening A) tracking down more information on the sister, Donald fumbles his way into social services and retrieves a portfolio, beheading a cop on the way out, we bail. So then once again he gets all head strong and vengeful to take revenge on his sisters formal foster home. Felicity stays out of it (a call we all probably should have made) but myself and Donald end up breaking into and I don’t know why, relieving these people of a young boy; while; while Donald hauls a big fat meth head into the van. Right he stone a van earlier in preparation for these events. So we drop the kid off at a random home but we gleam from it that he will be taken care of and have a happy life ahead of him. Then we leave Donald to his vices with the meth dude as me and Felicity part ways I headed to Succubus to refill my tank and see if Trent would get my yayo on the street, he reuses and tells me to stay clean then I turn in for the morning. During, Donald for a punishment turns the meth guy to kindred has a hell of a time afterward forgetting to bring him prey for after the embrace and turns in at the graveyard thereafter looses said meth head and van the next evening.
We awake the next night and everything seems normal for a bit, I kinda messed up making my vitae flair then again prepackaging my coke and spill a decent amount on the floor. Felicity comes round about the time Donald shows up and we figure out plans for the night. During which I cleaned the floor up with my face and Donald dips into the supply as well. After that the whole night seems a blur Felicity looked disapprovingly at us then left us to our own devices. But in no time flat we steal a fast car (sweet little lotus) and haul ass to the Giovanni with tome for trade in tow, guys at the door give us a hard time for some reason because we’re in a hell of a rush to get in there but they let us through, we give him the clothing and ritual and we out, he didn’t seem happy with us a bit latter I felt a severing which we can assume is the spirit being released. Save the sister in and out in a flash job done and shes dominated asleep in the car as we take her to another of the Armoire ghouls for safe keeping. We get a couple more band folk together to prep for the jail break. At some point then one of them gets Donald to chill out and I follow suit. We head to the county lockup. Arriving there I ghost my way in to Georges cell and wait for Donald to talk his way in. Somehow he does using a badge from the beheaded cop “Micheal Jordan” to pass the guard and gets a meeting with George i slip into the interrogation rooms observation room and buzz the door open for them to get out and somehow they walk straight out no problems. Poor me gets stuck in the honey tree again, all by my lonesome again when I try to recast Incorporeal Passage and drop my piece of mirror halfway through, why me… well what do you know guard walks in seeing me over my items and pulls his piece. I stand up ready to Theft this guys Vitea when Bam! dude shoots my ass so i drain him but the alarm is risen. I run for hell and high water out of there getting shot a few more times on the way. Thankfully Donald is there to pull the fence up for me to get under but in his own way fucks us when he sent to boys on their own in the car, so Donald picks me up and runs for it finding a house for sale he breaks in pulls me in and we hide under the bed, during which time a part of my psyche tries to let Norma Jean take over but she’s kept subdued. The two of us held out there the remainder of the night while the police gave up or looked elsewhere.