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(Scion: The Mists of Goldengate) Ch. 1: Hot Nights at Cache Creek

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Having watched the majority of the dance, her active mind tore free and began running circles. Could she move like that, would she be able to without blushing, perhaps with Chase later? She looked back at him, a heavy imagination and intimate knowledge of the human anatomy shaping what could be going on in just a few minutes, though it would be safer to take a few more hours to feel him out before feeling him up.
With her back turned to the entrance, bellied up to the bar, and focused on Chase, the sounds only meant excitement. Jackpot probably. The tinkling of glass and the bells and whistles of slot machines blended too well.
Botch on the Perception
1 success on JB
 
The room was rich with the scents fo the divine. Burning amber and ozone from the full figured beauty. More olives from the muscular black man flirting with her. Cherry blossoms from the young man chatting with the rather fair complected native american...

Another hint of cherry blossoms, wafting in through glass as if it weren't there, and Chase could see across the garden a femenine shape, just inside the vinyards, watching them.

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And in a matter of seconds, the young woman on the stage was clearly very perturbed, staring off in the direction of the noises. "Some people have no respect for an artiste," she muttered as she stepped down from the stage, the people there in her path leaning back out of her way as she used a table and a chair to step her way down to the floor, moving toward the disturbance with a purposeful stride as her hand fiddled with something at her waist underneath the belt she wore... "Really could insult a girl here."

(That was a 4 on both Join Battle and Awareness Test.)
 
Looking around the room Chase could see a number of figures whose presence gave the feel of divinity, men and women both, and almost all of of them having unfamiliar scents about them. Still, the presence of a few of his kin calmed him down a bit; they meant that this probably wasn't a trap for him.

It was the last of the scents that really worried him: The feminine figure standing right at the edge of his vision who smelt of cherries. She was watching, perhaps waiting for something, and might even be the cause of the clamor he was hearing.

"As much as I hate to interrupt what we've got going on," he said to Sulema, and it was clear that he was annoyed at being pulled away from what might have been a sure thing, "But it looks like we've got some trouble, courtesy of our mutual friends upstairs." He hoped that she would get the subtle reference to their shared heritage, he didn't want to be mistaken for a crazy person if someone overheard him talking about gods and their children after all.
 
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Zachory Tailor, Scion of Hephaestus

Zack flashed the voloptous redhead a devilish smile, "Hiedi, i can't imagine anything I'd rather do tonight..."

Then the roaring, and the shattering of windows, and the...

"Damn it," he hissed rising and pulling out his phone, "Stay behidn me, Heidi. I've got to check on this, but I'm taking you up on that dance before sunrise!"

A moment of confusion, perhaps? Though perhaps she could have guessed it from the black man's pure masculine perfection, he'd never mentioned divine parantage. When they'd first--and last--trysted, she hadn't even knonw she lay between a sucubus and the son of a god, both tenderly ministering to her pleasure and comfort....

Zack's phone came form his pocket. The protective casing had an album cover from the old band, "Rush." Striding towards the door of the tavern to get a look at the comotion, he dialed 79873...

A quick, old school chime. A half a measure of music--"Invisible airwave, crackle with light..."

And then he was pocketing his phone and snagging an ivory hilted sword in a leather sheath off of the table nex to him.

That...

Had not been there a moment ago!
 
Before anyone could quite reach the door to the front of the resort--screams of shock and horror were rising above the slots and the roar of engines...

It is written that in anchient times the Greeks had raucus and often violent neighros half man, half horse--centaurs. The three horsemen who shatered their way into the bar from the front of the hotel would certainly make those raucus drunken brawlers seem both natural and civil. A great, broad shouldered man with a great curly black beard from the waist up, his legs were fused with--perhaps complete replaced by--the body of a harley davidson cruiser! as he burned into the room, flanked by two others, he reved a huge chainsaw!

A slightly smaller man like him, also black haired and bearded, though his was just a goatee, held a desert eagle in one hand, a baseball bat in the other. A third man--his torso grafted to the seat of his harley instead of the handlebars--swung a heavy chain!

Worse, the sound of engines meant that more were coming!

1 Lilian
2 Jenifer, Horseman 1-3
3 Chase, Evan, Tommy, Horseman 4-6
4 Horseman 7-9
5 "Melisa Fox", Sulema, Heidi, Zack

Tag Lilian and Jenifer in whatever order they can post.
 
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The shy yet sexy librarian wasn't really sure of what she was doing in a casino, she was not one of those persons who really enjoyed chance games or flashy lights yet there she was in one of the fanciest casinos, if not the fanciest, of California and the only clue she had were the extremely vivid dreams, as she couldn't explain it otherwise, she had been experiencing lately and these relics she carried along.

This old book and these jewelry, she blushed just to think about the latter, were something she could not leave apart of her now, not even if she wanted as she could not take those embarrasing things off from her now ever sensitive nipples.

Why did she had to try those things on in the first place?

Well the book sort of suggested it but...

...then again why did she had to follow the directions writen in it in ancient egyptian?

She guessed it was her curiosity what simply drove her to do as she read in it just as it had instructed her to come here to find out more about her real destiny which was not supposed to be on the UC Library where she worked.


Lillian was holding the book against her bosom as she wandered aimlessly through the halls of the casino when a sudden explosion occurred dangerously close to her, a group of bikers followed suddenly invading the place and she simply remained in shock without knowing what to do in the middle of the hall. "Oh my god, what to do, what to do" she tried to focus not really being able to think clearly in such a moment.
 
Heidi dived under the table, just like any other sane guests in the bar - or other places in the resort - would. After all, there should be security people to do something! Of course she dived under a table a couple of feet away, where she left the extra sized sports bag with her things and the girls everyday clothes. Neither of them planned to use a room - of their own, that is.

While her sister Jennifer and the third redhead Melisa was all for just dancing professionally, Heidi had been done the professional part already. For art and for fun, she had posed for photos at the just finished convention, and still had her own props for those martial art scenes in the bag. Who knew that the Asian Sports enthusiastics included just as much lovers of golf, if not more, than martial artists?

Heidi would even bet on that more American came for the already over event than Asians, as they seemed to more interested in the golf and the casino parts. If these centaurish riders came for the martial artist to get some show down, then they came too late. Most of the serious people already shipped out.

Leaving her angry sister and should be date to take matters into their hands - which surprised Heidi too much to say anything. But she would not leave them without help for too long. "Melissa!" she hissed, while on her way "Get my back! As in help me, and protect, while...." she did not said more, but started pulling out her corset from the bag, leaving the other real props at hand too.

<At least a full round (+10) until she is ready, she starts at 5, then moves for +1-3, before needing +5 to get her things out and start donning her corset, so she would come after everyone acted at least twice...>
 
At PiP's request.

Jenifer drew a long leather lash from beneath the belt that was one of the few things she still war.

Pausing where Heidi hid, she ducked under the table and gave ehr sister a quick kiss, "For luck!" She snagged her pistol out of the purse and came up agian, contiuing to the battle and flicking off the safety.

2 Horseman 1-3
3 Chase, Evan, Tommy, Horseman 4-6
4 Horseman 7-9
5 "Melisa Fox", Sulema, Heidi, Zack
6 Lilian
7 Jenifer, Horseman 1-3
 
The lead horseman roared with maniacal glee as his eyes rose to the top of the bar. His wheels shrieked on the tile as he powered across the room, sending tables flying and smashing chairs. “Out of my way!” he barked as he came barreling down at Chase. He gave a sideways chop with the huge chainsaw, as if intending to slash him in two at the waist!

4 Successes.

The second horseman motored across the bar alongside the oen with the chainsaw. Spotting Sulema, he licked his lips, “A door prize!” He swung his baseball bat at the latina's head!

4 Successes

“Two!” the third horseman crowed as he scattered panicked bystandares to shoot towards Jenifer and swing his chain at her head!

3 successes.
 
"Tch, don't you know that it's rude to interrupt a conversation?" Chase easily stepped out of the way of the modern day centaur's attempt to hit him with a chainsaw (and wasn't that an odd sentence, he thought to himself), bringing his attention away from the shadowy woman he'd seen on the other side of the room, and watched with horror as the other one moved behind Sulema to attack her with his own weapon...

...Only to be shocked as she seemed to completely ignore the strike! Figuring that she'd bought herself a bit more time, Chase turned his attention back to the chainsaw wielding figure, his hand already reaching down to his holster and drawing his gun. "It seems that it's up to me to teach you some manners then, and what's a lesson without a little pain to make you remember it?" He brought the muzzle of his pistol up, pointing it at the fleshy part of the being in front of him and pulling the trigger, firing the bullet into his flesh.

Accuracy: 9 successes
Damage: 5L successes

Chase Benoit
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That sweet meat in front of her, Chase yeah, was standing up, uttering something polite. He seemed distracted, how did she not have his undivided attention? Her latina blood began to boil, no, she didn't have to put up with this. Damn, it was getting loud, the dancer had stepped off the stage before the end of her set and there seemed to be an exodus towards the entrance. The raunchy scent of burned motor oil and what was that alpaca sweat? Sulema stood, turning to catch Chase's arm just as the bat struck home.

Crack!, The bat resounded as it struck her head, bouncing the appendage bobble-head style, a spurt of blood matted the side of her head and splotched on the ceiling and business blazer. "Not again." Sulema settled her gaze into her professional mein. The statement was little more than casual frustration as she flipped her hair to turn her bloody patch away from the attacker, to look him in the eye with a sidelong but lightly provocative glance. “There are gentler ways of getting a girl’s attention.”

1 Legend+1 Will = no damage
 
“All right you exhaust spewing, motor oil smelling horses ass,” Tommy bellowed as he rose from the table and reached over his head, “Prepare to taste the bite of Tooth of Storms!”

The overhead light exploded and an arch of lightning descended into Tommy's hand, coalescing into a katana!

With a battle cry that shook the heavens—or at least echoed off of the walls of the bar—Tommy did a flying leap across the barroom floor. Soaring with an arrows grace at the arrogant chainsaw wielder, Tommy swung the katana in a circle and brought it down hard at the horseman.
 
2 to hit.
1 legend for a reroll.
12 to hit.
9L damage.

The horseman twisted away from Tommy as the Scion of Raiden made his dramatic entrance. Tooth of Storms took him in the shoulder and raked down his back, digging into the seat of the motorcycle. The horseman's blood was black and shimmering as clean oil.


Horseman takes 7 damage.

Evan's eyes went wide. The shamans' aprentice stamered in shock, staggering back from the events. "This is insane..." he gasped, sagging to his knees.

The mortal's hand touched on a the leg of a shattered chair, and he gave a growl and surged to his feet.

I have to help Tommy.
 
Six more of the pschopathic chimera came burning into the bar. Three moved to menace scions, another three made a wide arc around them to reach the bar.
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5 "Melisa Fox", Sulema, Heidi, Zack
6 Lilian, Horseman 4-6
7 Horseman 7-9, Chase, Jenifer, Horseman 2-3, Evan
8 Tommy
 
Seeing the others, Sulema backed to the corner. Concern on her face as she grabbed a bottle breaking it on the table she drew it from, the actions were all an act, bait, drawing the biker, horseman, hiker (horseman/biker), centcycle yeah, that more appealed to the humor of the latina. Laughing to keep from panicking, centcycle worked on way too many levels, mythic and monetary. Once she had him in front of her she would lean on her looks, stunning the centcycle and hoping the reinforcements could take the rest.

Activating Serpent's Gaze
 
Shaking off the effect of the kiss from her hot sister, Heidi kept working on pulling on her corset over her dress. It would easily qualify as a fashion piece, leaving her shoulders and thighs partially bare, but the matte black material hid most of her cleveage too. What people usually did not realized that while it was still sexy - all the more on her - it was the material and the careful crafting that made it equivalent to a bulletproof vest. As a bonus, it was also knife-proof, the outer layer puncture and tear resistant - not even fire would be able to harm it.

And putting it on was really easy when you had a dexterous redhead pull the sides together in the back and velcro it closed. So, Heidi could dive her hands back into the bag, and have her similar long fingerless gloves put on. Looking good, and on her way to hit like a God, the little plump and well endowed redhead was ready to defend herself. Getting the attacking stuff would take another round, but now she could make her stand by turning the table onto its side, and crouching ready behind it with Melisa, the other redheaded fox.

"Do you think they want just the spirits from the bar?" she would ask, but with the similarity to mythological Centaurs she alkready knew that they would then proceed to the capture, and frolick with the females...
 
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Mara gave a little grunt as she jerked the corset together and smashed the Velcro shut. “Possible,” she gasped. “Or one of the old Indian art pieces up there. Course, just as likely they got bored and decided to make trouble.”

Meanwhile the centcycle with the baseball bat froze. His engine purred as he sort of wiggled a little, staring up and down Sulema's body.
 
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Zachory Tailor, Scion of Hephaestus

Zack spun to meet a horseman bearing down on him with a bowie knife and a desert eagle. He ran at the horseman, then spun to the right to kick up a just emptied table. He rolled the table in front of him, slowing the horseman and impeding the monster's view.

The horseman reared up on hi back wheel and smashed the table down, gun going bck and forth as he looked for the son of hephaestus on the other side.

Having already leaped over both the table and the chimera, Zach descended from the air behind the horseman and brought his blade down hard!

Attack Roll: 6 Sucesses
1 Legend
Attack Roll: 8 Sucesses
Damage Roll: 8 Sucesses
Horseman 7 takes 6 Damage.

The horseman reared further back and roared in pain despite the blow only injuring the mechancial parts. Sparks flew from his engine, smoke coughed from his exhuast.
 
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Wha-what is going here?, is this where I was supposed to be? she thought as she saw same people brutally facing the strange riders, ...b-but I cannot fight, I can't really do anything to help here, she knew she had com here, and she knew it had something to do with these people, it was all written in her book, it was even written that she would help them but in the middle of the whirlwind of ongoing events she couldn't focus to translate the ancient writings on the ancient pages.

I... I don't really want to do this... b-but..., taking advantage of the smallest opportunity she had Lillian run to the center of the room and placing her book closed on one of the tables she tried to climb on top of it. She wasn't really agile and her tight fitting pencil skirt and high heeled shoes didn't helped either but she had to do this and quick.

If she wasn't careful enough the skirt that so nicely embraced her hourglass figure would probably tear away so she crawled up on her knees first shaking and waving her perfectly shaped ass as she did and making her plump breasts bounce and jiggle as well. From that angle those who were behind would be able to see the end of her thigh high stalkings and even a little higher so see a good portion of her creamy fair skin yet not enough as to actually see her ass or her panties. Contrasting that those who were in front of her would be able to see through the loose cleavage of the crawling woman and clearly see the white brassier struggling to hold Lillian's huge pair in its place. It was just for an instant but it was certainly a great tease, once that was just starting.

It was only when being on an elevated place that she was able to see the whole place and realized what kind of bar this was. Blushing madly but fully decided to continue Lillian raised her arms above her head then and began to shake her hips in a way she could only imagine as she really had never seen anything like this before. Maybe she should have a drink before attempting to do this but not used to that either that would have probably made her fall, still she continued by caressing her own body and then taking off her glasses and undoing the top button of her shirt to attract further attention towards her. She did not intend to continue with further buttons but none of the presents had any way of knowing that, all she wanted was to keep them looking at her as she continued to dance and lick her fingers slowly one by one.

Appearance5+Perform0=3succeses
Compelling Presence trying to catch the attention of as many riders as she can (max5) and render them helpless while unable to look away.
 
The first horseman was dead, weakened by Tooth of Storms then slain by Chase.

The second horseman--who had thought Sulema an easily subdued prize--was now captured by her hypnotic beauty.

The third horseman, who'd been going after jenifer with similar intent, failed in his focus for a split second and was suddenly enraptured by Lilian.

THe fourth horseman, was too focused on his duel with Zach to notice the shy but sensual demigoddess learning how to sway.


The fifth horseman, however, was looking around for a target, and rapidly enraptured by her, as was the sixth.

Over at the bar, the seventh horseman had his back too her. He did a wheelie, then popped onto the bar. Glasses shattered and scattered as he motored along the surface, then stopped to snag some sort of long, slender, carved and painted stick... "Got it!" he barked.

Spinnning to face the room again, he barked out, "Grab the girls and g..." but trailed off as he realized the eight horseman--like the ninth--was staring at Jenifer with slack jawed awe and flared nostrils.
 
6 Horseman 4
7 Chase, Jenifer, Horseman 2-3 (Inactive), Evan
8 Tommy
9 Zack, Horseman 5-6 (inactive.)
10 Horseman 7, Heidi, "Melisa Fox", Sulema, Horseman 8-9 (Inactive)
11 Lilian,

Tag Horseman 4

The fourth horseman caught Zach's next swing with his bowie knife and shoved it to the side. The black man found himself suddenly looking down the barrel of a desert eagle and jerked wildly to the side...

The crack of gunfire was so loud Zach felt his ear go numb as the bullet past a hair's breadth from him!

7 Chase, Jenifer, Horseman 2-3 (Inactive), Evan
8 Tommy
9 Zack, Horseman 5-6 (inactive.)
10 Horseman 7, Heidi, "Melisa Fox", Sulema, Horseman 8-9 (Inactive)
11 Lilian, Horseman 4

Tag Chase, Jenifer, Evan, Tommy, Zack
 
“Hey!” Tommy barked, bounding to tabletop to tabletop to get to the top of the bar. “It's one thing to be an art critic. It's another to be an art thief! I'll give you two seconds to put that back undamaged before I damage you!”

The horseman tucked the rod under his arm and rolled the huge wrench in his other hand. “Try it weeaboo boy!”

Tommy deftly deflected the first wrench strike with tooth of storms.

“I think this is where things get a little western!” Tommy replied, leaping in the air, over the human part of the horseman, and trying to get his arm around the horseman's neck. “It's Rodeo time!”
 
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