When I woke this evening, I didn’t realize the day was going to be quite so stimulating. That young fellow Donald got himself in a fix and got sent to ‘the farm’. We (Duke, Ginny, Trent, Fixius) went out to rescue him. Ginny’s special bird friend actually rescued him in an odd display of strength and grace.I put on my stealth boots for the adventure, but alas ended up ruining them in the sewers of the city. 700 dollars down the drain. Ha ha the drain. No matter, they were going out of season anyway. Still – I was annoyed at missing the fun so the Duke and I took out one of the human farmers and got ourselves some nice weapons. We still need to divvy them up – but I hesitate to give weapons to our more volatile members.
My mood for fighting got the best of me and I got in a brief scuffle with one of the Brujah. It was Tyler Donalds ‘girlfriend’ which was enlightening to say the least. I need to spend some more time at the gym. Just when I thought it was time to go home and enjoy some vintage Type AB positive (my butler) when the Anarchists went crazy. They would do well with a little order and discipline. They think they will take out the elders. It should be a good show – though probably quick. I should bring a picnic. Maybe they’ll get one or two before they all get wiped out. Oh well.
Go Team Modius!