[X] Attempt commandeer the aid of the Red Court in this matter -[X] Use Excellency (Intimidate) + Demonic Primacy of Essence: -1 Essence -[X] Demand they obey -[X] Enforce strict rules of engagement to avoid collateral and maximize chances of intelligence return -[X]STUNT: Shoreside activity drew first one set of vampire eyes, and then another,and another. Quiet preparations for a dive faltered and come to a halt as their incredulous eyes watched two figures push a small bright yellow submersible into the surf, and board it. Incredulity turned to wariness, with an undercurrent of the alarm of startled predators, as with a whisper of a starting engine, the vehicle starts up, and turns towards the buoy; half a dozen Reds even beginning to shed their skin suits at its approach. And then wariness became terror as green light and a heavy, oppressive pall fell on the group. Hastily upturned faces see the figure of a demon - a woman - descend from the sky in cargo pants, Timberlands and black chainmail, her form limned in green fire and far too many eyes. In her hand was a blade the color of old brass, its blade lined with green flames and half-legible script that whispered of final endings and the death of gods. Her descent ended perhaps six feet from the top of the buoy and she looked down on the seethe of vampires frozen underneath her sight with cold, cold eyes. "You were told to stay out of my way." The voice os calm, almost conversational, but in it lurked the promise of hellfire. "Who's captain here?"
[X] Attempt commandeer the aid of the Red Court in this matter -[X] Use excellency (Intimidate) -[X] Stunt: Like a technorganic beast from the unfathomable lightless depths of hellish oceans your vessel silently swims near the surface of the water, hidden in the evening's shadows and the mist formed by your ever present aura of cold. The only sound reaching your ears is a hum on your father's lips. As you approach the Red Court boats, you surface, and exit the hatch, appearing for all to see to glide on the surface of the water, surrounded by wisps of mist. You greet them with all the regal power you can bring forth, informing them that today they are to be your allies, so in saving you a few precious seconds they might earn, perhaps, your favor.
-[X] Use Excellency (Intimidate) + Demonic Primacy of Essence: -1 Essence -[X] Demand they obey -[X] Enforce strict rules of engagement to avoid collateral and maximize chances of intelligence return -[X]STUNT: Shoreside activity drew first one set of vampire eyes, and then another,and another. Quiet preparations for a dive faltered and come to a halt as their incredulous eyes watched two figures push a small bright yellow submersible into the surf, and board it. Incredulity turned to wariness, with an undercurrent of the alarm of startled predators, as with a whisper of a starting engine, the vehicle starts up, and turns towards the buoy; half a dozen Reds even beginning to shed their skin suits at its approach. And then wariness became terror as green light and a heavy, oppressive pall fell on the group. Hastily upturned faces see the figure of a demon - a woman - descend from the sky in cargo pants, Timberlands and black chainmail, her form limned in green fire and far too many eyes. In her hand was a blade the color of old brass, its blade lined with green flames and half-legible script that whispered of final endings and the death of gods. Her descent ended perhaps six feet from the top of the buoy and she looked down on the seethe of vampires frozen underneath her sight with cold, cold eyes. "You were told to stay out of my way." The voice os calm, almost conversational, but in it lurked the promise of hellfire. "Who's captain here?"
[x] Try to get the vampires to back up, you do not want them getting their claws on whatever down there -[X] Use Excellency (Intimidate) + Demonic Primacy of Essence: -1 Essence -[X]STUNT: Shoreside activity drew first one set of vampire eyes, and then another,and another. Quiet preparations for a dive faltered and come to a halt as their incredulous eyes watched two figures push a small bright yellow submersible into the surf, and board it. Incredulity turned to wariness, with an undercurrent of the alarm of startled predators, as with a whisper of a starting engine, the vehicle starts up, and turns towards the buoy; half a dozen Reds even beginning to shed their skin suits at its approach. And then wariness became terror as green light and a heavy, oppressive pall fell on the group. Hastily upturned faces see the figure of a demon - a woman - descend from the sky in cargo pants, Timberlands and black chainmail, her form limned in green fire and far too many eyes. In her hand was a blade the color of old brass, its blade lined with green flames and half-legible script that whispered of final endings and the death of gods. Her descent ended perhaps six feet from the top of the buoy and she looked down on the seethe of vampires frozen underneath her sight with cold, cold eyes. "You were told to stay out of my way." The voice was calm, almost conversational, but in it lurked the promise of hellfire. "Who's captain here?"
