New York by Night NPCs (nybynightnpc) wrote in nybynightic, @ 2020-08-24 07:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | activity type: plot prompt, character: ash turner, character: rook, npc: anarchs |
A night spent in one of their bars and the blood was running high among them. They had talked about how it was unfair that they should live in the shadow of the Ivory Tower. How the Camarilla had likley turned the eyes of the hunters towards them to take the heat off of themselves. After all it couldn't have been them that had drawn the attention all on their own. No, they were being set up and it was time for some of the Camarilla dogs to suffer the way they had suffered.
A group emboldened by the encourgament of their fellows headed off into the night. They knew the best ways to slip around the shadier parts of New York unseen. It helped that they had heard that the Sheriff's time was stretched thin and his Hounds even thinner making it even easier to get in closer to the parts where they were bound to find some Camarilla to take things out on.
They made it to the edge of the Meatpacking District when they found what they were looking for. Some Kindred no doubt making their way home after having their fill of blood at one of the clubs that they were allowed to feed at while the Anarches had to do without they could find. Druggies. Drug dealers. Homeless. For a Prince that preached equality, there really was none when you looked in the right places.
"What have we have here," one of the Anarch's all but purred as they stepped out of the shadows to surround the Kindred. "Wheren't you all warned to not be out playing on your own? I hear it's dangerous to do so." The smile on the lead Anarch's face was an ugly one as he nodded and the other five Anarchs with him closed in around the Kindred.
"Let us show you why."