Noah, Mistral, Sal, Fate, and Michael found a B&B next to their coffee shop to finally crash after several days of consecutive consciousness. However, their peaceful sleep was interrupted the moment the sun set as a pall of fog and dread fell over the city, accompanied by the sound of thousands of bats fluttering in the skies above the city.

 Dracula was on the move and Sal had a guess as to where he was going first... Prince Victor's penthouse.

Without hesitation, Sal calls Victor's phone.

Noah was in the process of making coffee in the B&B as his human self. There was just too much of a chance the owner had a web cam or something set up in the unit. He started setting the cups out on the table. "Did anyone take a moment to let the head vampire know there was a bigger hound in the park?" Bad humor was his defensive mechanism and this was a hell of a situation.

 Three rings and Victor picked up. "Hello? Sal? Mind telling me why it feels like something terrible is about to happen? Did your group blow up something important again?"

"Not our fault this time. Dracula is heading your way. I'm not joking. That's not something I'd joke about. I called to give you a moment at least... to prepare. Please... be careful." Sal allowed the genuine fear he felt of Dracula show in his voice.

Fate sat across from Noah, her faithful book in front of her, but closed. She was tracing the the shapes of it as she looked down towards it. She had been studying this book nonstop and was grateful to the one who had given it to her, but concern could be seen on her face. The moment Mistral came into the room Fate's head lifted to see her come in. Fate gave Mistral time to at least get to the table before she spoke, "Mistral, I hope this is okay, but I just wanted to know do you know anything about how Talion is doing? If you don't could you possibly find out? I expect that I'm not the only one who wants to know considering you all knew him longer than me. I'm worried about him. I just want to know that he is okay, or as okay as he can be right now. I want to know if it may be safe to see him. He might need his friends around him right now. I can't imagine the pain he is going through, but I can't imagine it being better to face alone either."

 There was a pause over the phone. "Dracula? THE Dracula?! That's going to be a... oh! Hello!"

 Victor abruptly hung up.

Michael sipped his coffee then looked up at the ceiling at the sound of thousands of bats. “So what’s the plan everyone? We just letting Dracula do his thing?”

The respite had been needed more than Mistral cared to admit, and it was good that they had taken it, considering the commotion brewing across the city.  The measures of mystical obfuscation she'd put in place would conceal the little bed and breakfast and the coffee shop from nearly any unwanted visitors, though she expected no working of hers could keep away Lord Dracula himself if he should come calling.

Mistral had elected to keep her frail physical body elsewhere to continue recovering her strength, and so showed again in the ethereal form of the Mistress of the Ebon Tower: a dispassionate, porcelain-pale blindfolded figure garbed in stately robes streaming with the threads of creation.  Her initial response to Fate was simply, "Not well, I daresay."  After a long pause, the uncanny archmagess added, "He quite nearly leveled the state of New York when his children were endangered, yet now they have been killed along with several others for whom he cared deeply.  He has been sealed away to protect reality itself from his grief.  I share your concerns, but I believe it would be unwise to visit him at this time.  Would you agree, mon dragon?"

The archmagess then said, "Apart from Talion's state, I believe the condition of the city is a more immediate concern.  It seems that our renowned guest and his serviteurs now scour the skies and the streets.  He hunts those who wronged his childe, but all are en danger."  After a lengthy pause, she said, "Ridding the city of hunters would be to our benefit, but I fear what further damage may come to those less-deserving.  Perhaps we might facilitate an early end to this great hunt by assisting the visiting Lord in finding those deserving his ire."

Mistral added, "D'ailleurs, Nefertiti has contacted moi.  She asks after Monsieur Milo."

OOC: sorry for the double post, but I realized this bears mentioning!

Noah nodded, "I visited him in the reactor when the kids had been in trouble. I laced my scales with a seridite mesh, had every shield up, and I still only barely survived it. That was when I got the shards for Sal's caster gun. It is very unwise to stand in his presence when he can't concentrate."

He passed coffee and a pastry into ectoplasm for Mistral as this wasn't her physical form. Spirits are the domain of the moros bar none. "I relent to your wisdom on this one. Nef and I dont see eye to eye so any words I have on her wouldn't help. Milo is with his dad so he is the safest person on earth at the moment."

"We do need to help the prince out. It will be a good boon for you Sal. I can try to work up a mental shield this time around if need be."

“Once we recover our strength, we should get going. Who or what do we need to find in order to satisfy Dracula’s need for blood?”Michael sipped his coffee enjoying the aroma. When did casually talking about Dracula become a normal thing?

Sal put his phone away and said, "Thank you, Noah. Besides my own personal reasons for not wanting Victor impaled on spike, now is a very bad time for a change of leadership among the Kindred. Victor owing me another favor is icing on the cake. Of course, I wonder if there is anything we can do for Victor that Milo can't do on his own. Either way, I believe Dracula has already arrived at Victor's place, so if we're going, now is the time! Recovering our strength is unlikely to make a difference."

Noah cracked his fingers now that he was human and had all ten. he was working a spell with each hand as he moved to a clearing in the room. "Dear Mist you're better at this than I am. Mixing spells though."

"This won't be much in the way of a mental wall, I need time to set something big up. But it is the best I have at this very moment. I'll catch up as soon as I can. Ill be on his roof just in case something goes down. With something like Drac the more options we make for ourselves the better."

He cut a line in the air so the portal could line up with the door into the prince's office.

anti dracula mental armor
 19:54, Today: Noah rolled 3 successes using 8d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 1,3,3,3,9,3,10(+7),8.  Brainz shield.

Sal hurried through the portal. Normally, he wouldn't teleport into Victor's office unannounced, but time was of the essence.

Seeing her allies file into the portal, Fate hesitates for only a moment then follows behind.
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