Failure to appear

Posted on Thu Jun 5th, 2025 @ 4:31am by General Dizzy House & General Denovan House & General Lydia Blackthorne & Colonel Elizabeth & Captain Amaruq & 2nd Lieutenant Michael Stern

1,306 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Armed and Dangerous
Location: Prince's Palace
Timeline: Current Day
Tags: General Angeles De'Luvia, General Liam Lynch, Colonel Elizabeth, General Lydia Blackthorne, General Harold Morton Mr, Lieutenant Colonel Sophie von Saarbrücken,2nd Lieutenant Michael Stern, Captain Amaruq, General Abraham, Mack the Malk

Dizzy stood in her throne room and held one of her ghoul kittens and petted it gently. She was thinking hard. The coteries had been called in. There was rebellion in her city and she wouldn't tolerate that. If only...if only.

She looked over the coterie and gave them a gentle smile. Her loyal and respected kindred. "There is a renegade kindred in my city. Maybe more, I am not sure. She operated Hilda's Vison Shoppe in the university district. The shoppe is still there and operating, but she hadn't been seen for a week." She had failed to come and see Prince Dizzy. When Dizzy had gone back, a different woman was behind the counter, and she was kine. She had told Dizzy that Hilda had been called away and would be gone for a few days. A week had passed and still no Hilda. But she had intelligence from the Nosferatu that Hilda had been seen in the city, but she was no longer in the city. Hilda had vanished and the Nosferatu were frustrated at not being able to give Prince Dizzy more information.

"My dear kindred, I need your help in finding this kindred. When she is found, bring her to me for judgement. I thank you for help before hand and when she is brought before me, I will thank you again. Now go, and discover where she is hiding and bring her to light." Dizzy said with her smile. The smile held gentleness for the kindred before her and a mercilessness for the kindred who defied her and tried to incite rebellion. "One last thing, please check in with me via phone or text your progress." With that said, Dizzy returned her eyes and thoughts to her kitten and made a small cut in her arm for the kitten to feed and enjoyed the feeling of ecstasy that came from someone feeding from her. "You may go." She said without looking at them, her voice filled with the ecstasy from the feeding kitten.

Given his recent embrace, Mack was still mostly aware of kine technology - and his paranoia made him even more painfully aware of all the ways a person could be tracked. He raised a hand and looked at Dizzy. "Uh, 'scuse me, but I have some questions. Does anyone know this woman's phone number, or her home address? Do we know how the business was registered? We might be able to do some tracking that way. It's boring legwork, but that's the way you find someone who doesn't move around too much." He glanced around. "That's why it's best to keep moving and change out your burners every time you hit a state or county line - keep a local number only. And only buy with cash. But you can't buy a business with cash. At least... I don't think so."

Dizzy looked up at Mack and heard the whispers. "I have told you all I know. From what I was told, she lived above the shop, so didn't need to be called. The shop's number is listed for the business. As for how she got it started, that I don't know. But voices say that she did use cash. She doesn't want to be found or traced. This requires kindred skills, not kine skills. If it we re as easy as looking for a phone number, I would have had Den do that, it is his job in the world of the kine. I am sorry that I have no other information for you. But her shop is filled with her scent, mixed with the incense. So if you go there and can sort all the smells, out that might help." She went back to her kittens.

The call from the prince had come for all to meet in the throne room. She made her way from the caves at the call. Listening as the Prince spoke, Amaruq had a hard time understanding all that was said. But she gleaned enough to know that Prince Dizzy was looking for one of the Kindred. She did not understand all that was said by the one called Max. She glanced down at her wolf, Tikanni, and spoke quietly in her native language, "Tipinga qaujimajunnaqtait piqannarijara. Kisiani ikajuqtaujariaqarniaqtugut asittinnut utiqtitauqullugu, isumajunga.." (You can track her scent my friend. But we will need the help of others to bring her back, I think.) She slowly raised her hand and spoke in Russian, "YA veryu, chto Tikanni smozhet vysledit' togo, za kem vy okhotites'." (I believe Tikanni can track the one you are hunting.)

Dizzy nodded to Amaruq. And speaking in Russian, replies. "I understand, the voices whisper to me, and I think you might be able to help best. Will you permit me to help you better understand the current language that is spoken now?"

Amaruq nodded, "Da, moy prints. YA sochtu eto za chest'." (Yes, My Prince. I would consider it an honor.) She lowered herself to one knee in respect, Tikanni also lowered her upper body in a bow to the Prince.

Elizabeth, "Liz", was watching from the sidelines. While she wasn't exactly a fighter, she was the Keeper of Elysium. She would keep an eye out for that renegade of Prince Dizzy's. It could be that that renegade would be hiding at the Elysium. Ah well. Time to look, she thought to herself

Lydia arrived, she was running late and hoped that the Prince would forgive her for this. There had been a problem at her establishment, a late shipment of supplies. Giving a bow to Prince Dizzy,

"My humble apologies Prince."

Mack looked at the woman speaking Russian, and the animal beside her. It was confusing, most Kindred supposedly had a negative reaction from animals. But this one seemed pretty capable. He heard her voice, then looked at Dizzy. He tapped the side of his head, a silent gesture between the two Lunatics that they would need to share thoughts in order for the younger (in every way) Malkavian to understand this unusual person - who seemed quite confident in her abilities. The other one appeared late, and Mack somehow 'knew' that she was the Keeper of the Elysium - he didn't know exactly what that entailed, having never really stayed at a larger court until now, but it certainly meant something. More to the point, it meant more than the random guy who'd blown into town because the Voice in his head told him to, and told him to stay.

Dizzy nodded to Mack and closed her eyes a moment and thought about it. If Mack were to be working with Amarque, he need to understand her more than in just this minute. She opened her eyes and carefully reached into Mack's mind through the blood tie and opened his language skills and filled it with understanding of the archaic Russian that Amarqu spoke, so he could always understand her and be able to converse with her. She watched until she saw his eyes flare with the knowledge and then pulled out. It really helped being able to share the blood ties.

Mack nodded in gratitude at Dizzy, the silent gesture usually enough between kinsmen. He turned to Amaruq and smiled - forced though it was. "Greetings. You may call me 'Mack."

He looked at the other newcomer and nodded. "Well, well, the rotten egg has cracked - tell me, do you smell of sulfur? Or are you merely rotten to the core and beyond all odors?" He smirked; it was the kind of foul joke that only a Malkavian could appreciate. After all, sulfur had one unfortunate quality in common with Kindred - it burned.

Dizzy grinned at Mack. "No sulfur here. But toads everywhere."

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