as written by Script and Knosis
The Scions arrived in Cascastel and moved like a well oiled machine to get to work. Some started by smashing in the shop doors to the place and looting what goods they could find. Others threw molotoves into the broken windows of the buildings. Destruction was the name of the game in order to draw the Bloodstone Pack to their location. Rowan waited by his motorcycle, waiting for the word or any sight of the leader of the Bloodstones. He did not want to waste his energy on the mere display.
Still, something seemed.. off. Baron's dogs should have seen them coming a mile long, and nearly met them there. What was taking his old foe? "Jason.. Any word of a sign of the dogs?" He asked quietly. "Why is Baron taking so long to get here.." He asked, more to himself than to his right hand.
"None," Jason replied. The younger werewolf had a scowl fixed to his face. He was itching to launch himself into the fray, to smash up a building or three to release his pent up energy, but orders were to save it for the Bloodstones. "Maybe the cowards are just rolling over for us."
"No.. Baron wouldn't roll over on this.." Rowan growled softly. He seemed to be getting more and more frustrated by the minute.
"Then where the hell are they?" Jason snarled, "They've had more than enough time. We ought to go find them ourselves."
Before Rowan could answer, his phone began to buzz. He looked at the name and grinned slightly. He opened it up and answered. "Tell me you got something." Rowan growled.
Rowan snorted at the news. "He knows about the mutt and his bitch then. How close are they?" Rowan hopped on his bike.
Rowan growled in response before closing the phone. "Jason, go clear out the shop on twelfth street. Take some of the pack with you. Someone's snitched to Baron." He caught sight of Raven and called her over. "Raven! You and your group are coming with me." He opened his phone and hit the speed dial. "Batu. Get Claire in position to see the casino. Get your vampires there." He closed the phone and revved up his bike. Raven started shouting at her group to follow.
Jason grunted irately, "There'd better be some Bloodstones to get my teeth into there," he muttered, annoyed to be missing out on the main event. He didn't argue, though, turning to yell orders to two of the pack. "Rachelle, Lyon, you're with me!" he barked.
The two in question were quick to respond, and in moments they had set out on their bikes, heading for the Bloodstones' weapons store.
The Scions arrived in Cascastel and moved like a well oiled machine to get to work. Some started by smashing in the shop doors to the place and looting what goods they could find. Others threw molotoves into the broken windows of the buildings. Destruction was the name of the game in order to draw the Bloodstone Pack to their location. Rowan waited by his motorcycle, waiting for the word or any sight of the leader of the Bloodstones. He did not want to waste his energy on the mere display.
Still, something seemed.. off. Baron's dogs should have seen them coming a mile long, and nearly met them there. What was taking his old foe? "Jason.. Any word of a sign of the dogs?" He asked quietly. "Why is Baron taking so long to get here.." He asked, more to himself than to his right hand.
"None," Jason replied. The younger werewolf had a scowl fixed to his face. He was itching to launch himself into the fray, to smash up a building or three to release his pent up energy, but orders were to save it for the Bloodstones. "Maybe the cowards are just rolling over for us."
"No.. Baron wouldn't roll over on this.." Rowan growled softly. He seemed to be getting more and more frustrated by the minute.
"Then where the hell are they?" Jason snarled, "They've had more than enough time. We ought to go find them ourselves."
Before Rowan could answer, his phone began to buzz. He looked at the name and grinned slightly. He opened it up and answered. "Tell me you got something." Rowan growled.
Rowan snorted at the news. "He knows about the mutt and his bitch then. How close are they?" Rowan hopped on his bike.
Rowan growled in response before closing the phone. "Jason, go clear out the shop on twelfth street. Take some of the pack with you. Someone's snitched to Baron." He caught sight of Raven and called her over. "Raven! You and your group are coming with me." He opened his phone and hit the speed dial. "Batu. Get Claire in position to see the casino. Get your vampires there." He closed the phone and revved up his bike. Raven started shouting at her group to follow.
Jason grunted irately, "There'd better be some Bloodstones to get my teeth into there," he muttered, annoyed to be missing out on the main event. He didn't argue, though, turning to yell orders to two of the pack. "Rachelle, Lyon, you're with me!" he barked.
The two in question were quick to respond, and in moments they had set out on their bikes, heading for the Bloodstones' weapons store.
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