Nefertiti looked and when she heard the sound of a phone she moved over to Reginald, when he spoke she looked at him with a sadden expression.

"It seems that I will need to learn the ways of acquiring followers. she paused "I am not used to having the lesser beings demanding of my skills. then she looked back at the shop hmmmmm Glad I didn't set that shop on fire then. a slight smirk crossed her lips.

"How do you allow such beings demand your skills to service their minor needs? she asked and there was surely sincerity in her tone.  This was surely all new to her and she would need to learn and know how to mingle with the lesser beings.

She smiled back to him at the thought of potential followers.
"Less demanding I hope.

 Reginald listened to what Nefertiti had to say before motioning for her to get into the car. This time he didn't blindfold her, though the way back felt somewhat different than she had perceived through Auspex. "I will tell you a secret. If you learn nothing else from me, then learn this: It does not matter what sort of power you seek; physical, mental, social, or magical, and it does not matter how you go about obtaining it; deception, trust, or simple hard work.

 Those who have power command it. Those who will have power earn it. However, those who demand power will remain forever weak.

 Bear in mind that no one is an island unto themselves. No matter how much power you accumulate, you can do only so much alone. These 'Lesser Beings' as you call them will serve to fill your blind spots, serve in your absence, or cover any weakness you may find within you.

 To that end, what is the price for so much aid? A trifling demonstration of power? In the end, is that even a cost at all?"

 He stopped and led her to a run down building. This was not the same place he'd been taking her to. "Now, I have a task for you. I have had Milo brought to this location and I would like you to watch over him. My other guards all have their own needs to meet for tonight so it will just be you. I must go and negotiate with my peers over your second batch of followers. It should take no more than three hours in total."

 He handed her a key and made his way back to the car.

It was not Nefertiti's turn to listen to words of wisdom from Reginald.  His secret was interesting and now she will need to remember it and use it next time.  Just the fact that they wanted her to cast a spell, showing her Power cost something that is dearly to any Kindred. Vitae.  But she was sure that Reginald didn't fully understand her or the way her Powers worked.

Was any of them going to allow her to replenish the lost Vitae that she would of lost.  She doubted it.

She smiled when mentioning a task.
"You want little me to watch over him.  I'm not capable of something if he wakes. she replied.

Letting out a sigh she took the keys and watched as Reginald got into the car and drove off.

Turning around she looked at the building and wondered was this city all going to need a remaking.  How bad was that Storm that woken her from her rest.

Walking to the building she used the key to unlock the door and then she moved inside, slowly allowing her Heighten Senses to listen closely for any sounds that may guide her.  If none, then she took the time to peruse around the place making sure she knew the layout of the building as best as she can.

Also seeing which room Milo was being kept in.

 The building itself was abandoned. It was outfitted with some security (Nefertiti had seen Noah use similar things) but a simple turn of a key seemed to deactivate most of them.

 The building was spartan, containing only furniture. Nefertiti found Milo in a back room with handcuffs and a stake still in his chest. (It took perhaps 30 minutes to look around and learn the layout of the building).

Things didn't look to be too much out of place but she didn't like the fact that Reginald was surely testing her loyalty and she remembered the things he told her about what he is capable of doing.

Surely one such as himself would want for her to try to escape with the body of Milo but one never knows what or whom might be transferred into it.  She looked at it and smiled for a moment as she then walked up to the body and allowed herself to cut a small part of his arm.  Making some blood flow out and she lowered her finger down to touch it.  If Milo she lowered her mouth to savor that flavor of what Milo might have to offer her, just as Reginald did.

It would also grant her a bit of information as to if it was really Milo.  As her spell took shape after drinking some of his blood, then if she discovered it was truly Milo, she would sample his blood for the ecstasy.

Casting Taste of Blood after
Willpower roll against a difficulty of the power’s level +3. (Target 4)
19:59, Today: Nefertiti failed (no successes) using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 7,6,6,3,7,2,7.  Willpower. (5 successes)


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 OOC: So, after learning what you have, are you going to drink the blood from Milo?

OOC: She is going to watch the body as requested.

 After roughly three hours, Reginald returned in a van. When he opened the back, out filed an assortment of men and women, 12 in total, who followed him inside. They shuffled when they walked and their eyes seemed to be a bit vacant.

 As they formed rank behind Reginald, he looked at Nefertiti and smiled as he mage a grand sweeping gesture toward her. "Behold! Lady Nefertiti, your new queen and goddess!"

 In unison, the slack-jawed group prostrated themselves before her. Reginald nodded in satisfaction as he approached, speaking in a voice low enough that only she could hear. "These are those who bore witness to the Infrastructure but could not handle what they saw. Their minds are damaged, but they are docile and quite obedient."

 He continued in his normal voice. "Now, I promised you another gift, did I not?"

 He took Nefertiti into a another room, leaving her new followers face down on the floor, and retrieved the same chalice she'd drunk from earlier. He bit open his wrist and poured yet more blood into it before waving his hand over it. It began to take shape. "Tell me more about the (apocalyptic) form that was stolen from you."

 And, as Nefertiti gave her description, the flowing blood assumed that shape until it had been recreated to her liking. "Now drink, and your power will be restored."
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Nefertiti looked at the people that were before her and she also knew that they might not be able to hold what she might be able to gift them with so she now knows that she will need to mend their minds.

She smiled to Reginald and graciously thanked him for the followers.  The ruse must continue and she must uncover a way of getting herself and Milo out of this prison.  But how?

When asked to follow she did and she watched what all Reginald was doing.  The power that he was using was beyond her limits and for him to be able to give her back her form was something she never knew he was capable of.  She looked at the blood and watched its transformation.

"What is this your doing to the blood?  It is marvelous. she said as she took hold of the glass.

Looking into the chalice she wondered what was going to happen to her.  But only time will tell as she drank from the chalice.

 Reginald smiled as he offered her the chalice. "Nothing all that significant. I met with an acquaintance of mine and mixed a touch of Fallen power with my own blood magic. It should be similar enough to your divinity to 'take' within your form."

 Nefertiti felt a rush of euphoria and a surge of power as the spell took hold. It felt strange in her body, almost foreign, but she could now sense the presence of her alternate form.

 When she was finished, Reginald washed the chalice and put it away. "Alright. You now should have access to most, if not all of the powers that this world has stripped of you, yes? You have minions and the beginning of your power base.

 I will grant you this building as the site upon which you shall build your church and dominion over your former sire. The groundwork has now been laid. Soon Victor will perish and you shall sit upon his throne instead.

 For now, though, it is getting on towards the morning so I shall retire. I have other matters that will be requiring my attention for the next few nights, so I look forward to seeing what you accomplish with your powers restored."

 And, with that, Reginald took his leave of her. The worshippers he'd brought remained remained prostrate, vacantly moaning out incoherent prayers and drooling slightly.

Nefertiti didn't use her alternate form as of yet, she wanted to enjoy the euphoria for just a bit longer and the surge of Power.  Power was something she been searching to gain and now she has acquire a bit more than what she had just a few days ago.

She listened to what Reginald had to say and smiled back to him as she watched him wash the chalice and put it away.

When granted this building she allowed her mind to race over the layout and think of the right place for her to rest for the day.  Otherwise she would need to find a place before the day is upon her.

When Reginald left she walked to the room where the worshipers were faced down. "You may get up.  Tell me your names and what would you like to gain from me? she calmly said as she watched each one and wanted to determine if they were capable of being strong followers or mindless servants.

 The minions stood as they were told but, when asked a question, they simply made incoherent gurgling noises that almost resembled speech one after another. Once finished "speaking", they remained standing there, slack-jawed and slightly drooling.

Nefertiti looked at them and taking noticed of their present condition she wondered what was Reginald thinking. Only suitable followers for her was mindless vessels. she thought for a moment then she had very little to do for the sun would be up sooner than she needed.

"Rest here while I go and sleep. she said.

Taking a moment to wonder did Reginald leave Milo's body here with her.

 When Nefertiti awoke the next evening, her followers remained in the room she'd left them in. There were the remains of breakfast nearby so they seemed to be at least able to take are of their basic needs.

OOC: Was Milo's body still here?

OOC: yes

Nefertiti had advanced in learning some things from Reginald but she didn't allow him to fully understand how advance her own capability was in discovering ways of healing the body of not just herself but of others.  Even for a moment it was something that she wasn't capable of some months ago.

Now that she was in this place with a body that was Milo but she haven't learned the way of discovering if it was Milo's soul/mind in there.  The blood did give her some insight but still she needed to uncover more before she takes the body away.

But now she noticed that the twelve minions, and she thinks of that only cause they are mindless and not full capable of grasping what she wants in a follower.

She took the time to get to know each and every one of them intimately.  Taking one at a time to a room where she wanted to uncover more about who they were and what they were before their mind was destroyed.

While in the room with each one separately.  She had to take care time in re-healing their mind.  It would be a timely process but after 8 minutes she was sure she would be successful in healing the Brain of each one while she was in the room.

Once in the room she would speak to them to find out more about each..

Their name, their skill, what did they expect when they were with Reginald and What do they expect from her?

Now with their mind healed they could speak and she would get some answers.

But the sad thing is that they would return back to their minion state.

After speaking with each one she would say "Extend your wrist so that I may drink" she drank only 3 points of Vitae from the first.


13:36, Today: Nefertiti rolled 6 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,9,1,9,8,9,9.
13:36, Today: Nefertiti rolled 2 successes using 7d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s with rolls of 9,9,5,2,2,6,7.  Regeneration .
Drained 2 Vitae.

Two times casting the spell Regeneration.


How would you want to do this, if there are 12 followers that needs their minds repaired so that she can ask the questions.  Then she will drink from each one the amount of Vitae used to cast the spell upon them.


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 Nefertiti took her first follower into a separate room and took great care to mend his brain. She was certain that it worked but, when she spoke to him, she found that his answers were still incoherent. It seemed that it was not physical damage to her minions' brains that was the problem so much that it was the mental trauma of seeing something so far outside of their depth.

 However, he did as he was asked and extended his arm for her to drink and made no move to recoil as she fed from him.

Nefertiti looked at the man in sheer sorrow for she wasn't able to mend the damage done to his mind.  This could only mean that at the moment these minions are just that...

Minions - Servants.

They would not be what she needs to gain followers from, she felt pity for them and wondered what could she do to help mind the mental trauma they are dealing with.

She wanted to test something and cut her finger slightly allowing a bit of blood to flow.

"Drink she said to the man.  Now she wanted to see if her Divine being was able to help heal any of the Trauma.

"Do you understand why your here? she ask.  Holding up her hand "Don't speak but shake or nod your head. she thought of taking a more simpler route in communication between them.

 The man did as he was asked and his eyes briefly rolled back in his head from the experience. When asked the question and given instructions, he paused for a moment before nodding his head.

Nefertiti watched as the man felt the blood rush taking over his body and mind. She wasn’t in any rush but she knew that this one will be her first test subject and seeing if her blood is able to grant his mind some sort of relief from the trauma that Reginald put him through.

She also new that there was many other gifts that she could try to learn to help these poor souls. Yes something that she herself has lost.

“You may return with the others. I need a moment alone she said and watched how he acted afterwards. Was there any difference in his moment his mannerism.

Once he was gone she moved to the room where Milo’s body was and she looked at it for a bit.  Then she smiled.

“Sariel are you busy her thoughts would be safe for now.

“Your wisdom and service is needed
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Missives

Missives

There was a moment of relief when she heard his voice in her thoughts.

Missives

Missives

She sighs as she hears his words and it wasn't fully what she was wanting to hear.
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