Fandom Supernatural RP - Accepting Applications

[Safton]

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William had reluctantly returned to the living room after hearing the knock. Now he turned to look at the young man who had returned to the house, this time in the company of Hypnos. So this Hunter wasn't the threat they'd imagined him to be. That should have come as a relief, but at the moment Will couldn't bring himself to care in the face of what else was happening. Instead, he simply gave the newcomer a blank stare before turning on his heel to stiffly follow Mackenzie and Hypnos.


Elijah saw Will's gait and knew better than to try and stop him. He recognized that look all too well. Instead, he turned to the new arrival. "Yes, 'riled up' is certainly one way to put it. For what it's worth, I'm happy we don't have to kill each other." He remarked with just a hint of levity in his tone. He extended his hand. "Elijah. Elijah Davenport."


Will stopped short, listening to Hypnos: "I[COLOR= rgb(39, 42, 52)]f what you want is to forget the pain and suffering I can do that for you, but if you want to run away from the pain of this existence  and the suffering of the past then I will give you the dream. [/COLOR] [COLOR= rgb(39, 42, 52)]Now.... what is it you desire?[/COLOR][COLOR= rgb(39, 42, 52)]"[/COLOR] Hendrix felt anger, then. It was the directionless, desperate kind of anger: at Ashley for putting Mackenzie in this position, at Mack for what she was asking, at Hypnos for considering the proposal... and at himself for allowing it to happen.


Acting on instinct, the Soldier marched forward. "Like hell you will," Hendrix hissed, his tone dark as he shot a challenging glare at the god.

 

[St. Boethius]

Hypnos turned to regard William as he barged into a matter that didn't concern him. " William... I know what your trying to do. While I respect your desire to help this isn't your decision to make." Hypnos said his tone one of pity. He knew that William was blaming himself for Mackenzie's current state. To be willing to ask Hypnos to craft a new life... Mackenzie must truly feel cornered to be asking him this. " This is something Mackenzie must decide for herself. I don't mind if you speak to her..." Hypnos allowed his voice trail off to allow William to draw the conclusion that if William was going to try and drag Mackenzie away and force his view on her that the god would intervene. Hypnos turned to Mackenzie and squeezed her hand gently, " If you wish to speak with him go ahead. You know he cares about your safety. " Hypnos said softly. He was trying to do his best not to influence her decision. He was merely allowing her to think about her decision before committing to something so drastic. If he gave her the dream she wanted Mackenzie would be left in a comatose state. So he was being very careful with this delicate situation.

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie's expression would remain unchanged, her mind decided, she would ask the god for solace, for peace. Even with William's refusal it didn't change how she felt, her life had run it's course and it had been and experience of pain and disappointment.  She knew Hypnos could at least elevate the darkness from her world, granting her a sort of peace, albeit not a chance to further her existence.  She'd no interest in losing her memories; it wouldn't change what had happened, only that she couldn't recall it.  


She was turning to Hynpos, to make her request final when she'd finally make eye contact with Ashley, the blonde looked terrified, still seated at the couch, but the look of horror from earlier, the one Ashley had made upon hearing Mackenzie's truths was gone, and replaced by one she didn't understand.  "Please."  Ashley would whisper, and it looked as though she'd wanted to say more but couldn't bring herself to..


Mackenzie would inhale slowly, hating herself.  "Not now, Hypnos."  She'd answer him finally.  "I will ask for it, the dream, one day.  First I need to be here for the pack."  Unfinished business; she needed to end her families ties with the pack, and she was reminded that she couldn't leave until she knew Ashley was safe from them.  She knew she had vital information yet to give Brendan.  She'd given what he needed to set the colony on the right path to defending itself, but she had more and potential allies to call on to keep it in relative safety.


Ashley had watched the scene as though she were in a dream, like this was happening to someone else.  She'd pleaded with Mackenzie, wanted to beg her not to accept the offer, but what do you tell someone who wanted to die as child? That it'll be okay?  She'll be alright?  She held her breath as she heard Mackenzie's decision and couldn't stop herself from nearly scrambling from the couch to Mac's side.  She'd pull her friend into a tight hug, cautious not to touch her sutures hidden beneath her clothing.  Ashley was not at all surprised that Mackenzie didn't not return to the embrace, and vowed to herself she'd make Mac see a better future, without needing the god's dream.

 

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With all but one disappearing into the back and from what he could hear it seemed clear that it was indeed a bad time. You'd think the god of sleep could give you a little warning about that beforehand.  But Chase supposed it was better than being at odd's or trying to kill one another, the red-headed man who'd chosen to greet him and introduce himself had the same idea causing a small amused snort from Chase before reaching out his own hand. "Chase Keaton. Happy to not be killed." He replied as the two gripped hands in a brief but firm handshake. "So Elijah, Hypnos said you all had a run-in with the pack of wolves? Any information you can give on them?" He'd asked with a raised brow. Small-talk wasn't his strong suit even if Chase himself considered this small talk. Fact is Joe only told him that a pack of wolves were going to be attacking, this was only basic information. And while that may be all that was known there was still maybe something Elijah could give, like maybe if they were Pure-Blood or not, or a mixed pack. Questions of that nature had popped into his head after his talk with Joe.

 

[Safton]

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Elijah nodded. In truth, he was happy to be "talking shop", as it were. The tension in the house had risen to uncomfortable levels. He was far from unsympathetic, but these were things that needed to be sorted out when there weren't hundreds of lives at stake. It would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed to see his partner let his emotions get the best of him, but he would have been more surprised to see Will let it all roll off his back. It was part of what had made them an effective team as far as he was concerned... though it did have its occasional drawbacks.


Pushing the thoughts aside, Davenport replied, "Some. They were definitely Pure-Bloods, at least the ones we saw. This Pack has already hit two colonies that we know of and they set up an ambush at the second. I've never seen the Turned coordinate to that degree. I've no idea about their numbers, but they're determined. They pursued us for miles on the back roads."


Will didn't back down, even at Hypnos' insistence. He wasn't oblivious to the immortal's threats... though it felt improper to think of them as threats. Rather, they were just an ancient being calmly making a implication with the kind of certainty that came from thousands of years walking the Earth. If anything, that -- along with the force of will behind the god's eyes -- would have made them all the more intimidating... But all the same, Hendrix stood his ground. He couldn't allow Mack to lock mind away in some gilded cage with only the promises of an enigmatic pagan god to reassure him of her happiness. Still, for all his stubbornness, his resistance to the idea rang hollow somewhere in the back of his mind. It was the realization that -- at a few points in his life, some not so long ago -- he would have seriously considered the same offer himself.


William watched as Mackenzie made her decision, Ashley running to her side. He let out a tense sigh before turning his glare back to Hypnos. "We should talk. Alone," he remarked flatly.

 

[St. Boethius]

Hypnos nodded Mackenzie with a warm smile, " Then I shall wait until you call me. Please don't worry about your friends. I shall promise you here and now that I will protect them while you sleep." Hypnos assured Mackenzie before letting go to see William glaring him down. Hypnos smiled at him too and said, " Even if you hate me William I will always be here you." With that Hypnos nodded to them both and left the room giving them the 'privacy' that William wanted.


With this incident pretty much over and done with Hypnos stood among the rest of the people in the house. " Don't worry, she's decided to not take the dream I offered her when I first met her. She just needs some time to heal after the memories she's had to relive again. " Hypnos said going into William and Elijah's room to retrieve him bag of artifacts. "Now I think it's time I fully disclose the power I have at my disposal so we can make sure everything gets out alive."

 

[NanLia]

 
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Mackenzie would step back, away from Ashley, uninterested in taking part of what ever Hypnos' plans were, she'd simply leave, silently, to where her original destination was; the bedroom Ashley had claimed.  Ashley was near distraught, knowing she was the reason Mac in pain, the reason why Mac was reliving things she'd clearly suppressed.  She'd been selfish, she wanted to know what had happened before she'd met Mac, just like Mackenzie knew everything about her life before.  She was determined to make Mackenzie happy; she's retrieve Mackenzie's duffel from the front hall and bring it to her within the bedroom.


It was eerie to see Mac, when Ashley arrived, she was just standing in the room, staring at nothing.  Ashley would say nothing, and move to set up the bed like the clinic had the night before, hoping to make it comfortable for Mackenzie to rest.


The Elders and Council, having exited their post Meet meeting, were brought up to speed on the growing tension within the Colony.  The hunters that were dissatisfied with Brendan's answers, or lack there-of, at the Meet had taken it upon themselves to discover who this wolf-allied hunter was, and handle it in their own way.  After having no success at the clinic, they'd turned to the barracks with the assumption the hunter would be there.  Second attempt thwarted had brought great discontent, and the small band of ten hunters had multiplied, now including original residents of Vitae into the mix.


The Elders dispatched their militia, consisting of local hunters -called Officials, and those that been long time partners of Vitae, to quell the beginnings of a riot.  The Officials were able to subdue the residents and disgruntled hunters, with the threat of penance, and over time quiet returned to the streets of Vitae.


This act of mob mentally needed to end; it was part of the Elders discussion post Meet.  There was a growing divide prior to the incidents on this day, the original residents were becoming resentful of the new additions and they needed a plan of action.  At this point the Elders, now returned to the centrally located Command Center, had dispatched a messenger to attend the current residence of William Hendrix.


For the third time this day there would be a quick succession of knocks at the front door, a teenage boy waiting out front, the same that had been issued to move Mackenzie's car the day previous, waited out front impatiently, shuffling along the front porch attempting to look in the window's to see if anyone would answer.

 

[Crono]

Chase concentrated as the other man spoke, rather than listening to anything going on in the back. The details were useful, while it wasn't surprising to hear they were Pure-bloods and numbers were unknown however the rest was more-so surprising. The pack had done this before, meaning not only did they know what they were doing but they were good at it. "Sounds reckless on their part, attacking you all and risking you alerting the colony if you escaped." Chase rested his chin slightly into his palm as his gears started turning, "Which you obviously did." His first thought was maybe Elijah and the others had been allowed to get away so they could be tracked back here by scent, as Werewolves are known to do on occasion, but that didn't make sense considering the wolves knew where Vitae was. So that thought was shoved out of the way, Chase now assuming the wolves intent had been to kill but this group handled themselves well enough to escape in the end. Suddenly Hypnos returned to speak on the girl from before and the dream, to which Chase wasn't fully aware of what that meant. Either way he was distracted as Hypnos once again traveled into a different room, and Chase turned his attention back to Elijah.


"Think you can give me the GPS coordinates or road names of the area where that went down?" That might be taken as an odd question, "To help track their sightings, assuming we get more." Chase gently shrugged his shoulders, "If they start closing in it's good to know ahead of time, especially if they have scouts out and about." While that was true to an extent, there was a hidden lining to that information for him. Admittedly Chase was already plotting out a little scouting mission of his own, as long as he could convince his father of it later. Once again Hypnos returned, however this time with a bag and speaking on his powers. It was then that Chase realized these people might not know much more than he does about Hypnos after-all. "What's in the bag of tricks?"  Chase would ask, and immediately be interrupted by knocks at the door. The man's eyes looking back to Elijah, since Chase was merely a guest he wasn't about to answer the front door for them.

 

[Safton]

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Will followed Hypnos to his room, stepping in front of the god to retrieve the bag he'd left behind the day before. Turning to face him, Hendrix clutched the bag to his own chest, staring into the deity's eyes. "I was willing to give you a chance," he said quietly, wanting this conversation to remain private. "I still am." His tone was flat, impassive even. "But you should know: I have my own little bag of tricks. I'm not sure how to kill you just yet. But trust me when I say that if I ever so much as catch wind of you pulling another stunt -- like crawling around inside my head without my permission, or offering to put Mack in a coma -- I'll start going through every single one of them until I find something that sticks... and one of the two of us is off to see your brother." His mouth curved into a polite smile, but the emotion never reached his eyes as he held the bag out to Hypnos. "I hope we understand one another." After the god took the bag, Will would leave the room without another word, heading back to the front of the house.


Elijah nodded to Chase. The request seemed sensible enough. "I can pull them from the truck's GPS later," he offered. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw William entering the room. The tension in his gait didn't seem to have gone anywhere. His examination was interrupted by a series of knocks at the door. Davenport sighed. "At this point I'm beginning to think we would have gotten more peace out on the road," he remarked dryly before heading to the window by the door. Peeking through, his face creased into a confused frown at the sight of the teenager outside. He didn't seem like much of a threat, but Elijah was always one for caution. As such, he opened the door slowly, little more than a crack. "Can I help you?" he asked politely.

 

[NanLia]

 
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The teenager would watch Elijah's awkward answer, peering at the man through the slightly cracked door. "Uh...."  He'd tilt his head aside, curiously, but after just a second he'd snap back to the task at hand.  "Hi, I uh.  I've been sent here to relay a message."  He'd start slowly, pausing to think of what he was told. "The message is for.... Former Sergeant William Hendrix, he is asked to attend the Command tent as soon as possible...."  Another pause, the kid was watching Elijah still confused. "Does he know where that is?"


Mackenzie would watch Ashley fuss over the bed, recreating what the nurse's had done that had been honestly comfortable to lay within.  When she was done Ashley would quietly ask her.  "Anything else."  Mackenzie didn't want to sleep, not really, but she knew the sooner she got what information they needed together for the pack, the sooner she could be done with this place. "My books, from the kitchen and car, and my laptop."  Ashley would nod and quickly leave the room.  With a sigh Mac would move to the bed, carefully bring herself to sit at the head, and attempt to find some sort of comfortable position.


Ashley was thankful Mackenzie was at least speaking to her, and more so, she was willing to let Ashley do things for her.  Outside the room Ashley was making her way towards where she'd last seen Mackenzie's requested items, in the kitchen.  Passing through the living room she'd pause, seeing Chase for the first time, or at least recognizing there was someone knew.  At first she'd glance to the leaving form of Eli, assuming Chase was his guest, before glancing back to Chase. "Hi."  She'd offer a quick smile.  "Sorry, kinda chaotic here today, grab a seat. " She'd offer indicating the couch and sofa-chairs.  "I gotta grab some for stuff for Mac, but I'll be back.  You want a drink?"  She couldn't help but be the proper hostess she'd been brought up to be, even when it felt like end of days.

 

[Crono]

 
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Chase watched as Elijah left to answer the door, when the sudden appearance of the blonde from earlier caught his attention. "Hi, and I noticed." He replied in regards to the chaos. At the offer of taking a seat the man nearly declined before deciding he didn't want to be rude or anything. But at being asked if he wanted to drink Chase shook his head a little offering a flash of a smile in return, "No I'm good, thanks." While she might have meant your everyday refreshments the sight of a few open beers around, and the wafting smell of them, made him assume she was offering alcohol. Alcohol didn't actually have much effect on Chase, his metabolism burned it away too quickly. And the last thing he wanted people to notice was his being sober while drinking, so he simply stayed away from it. "I'm Chase, by the way. Do you need help with anything?" Maybe an odd thing to ask but it wasn't like he was doing much at that moment anyways and while he wasn't sure what she was grabbing she mentioned a few locations which meant possibly a fair amount. Besides, it was just polite to ask.

 

[St. Boethius]

Hypnos would wait for a moment allowing everything to settle before he went through his bag of artifacts with those in attendance. As he waited he thought on the threat that William had made to him when he had gone to get his artifacts. Hypnos held no fear or anger towards William for it. He knew that William was scared about a god using his abilities to effect the lives of those around him, though Hypnos wasn't quite sure why he was so attached to Mackenzie and Ashley already. They hadn't known one another long, certainly not long enough for William to threaten a deity for her. At least that's what Hypnos thought. Perhaps he was missing something about human relationships. " If anyone has any questions for me please go ahead and ask. I assure you it's a lot quicker than trying to do the research yourself." Hypnos offered waiting for the messenger to leave before he went over the contents of his bag. He wanted to control when the Elders knew about his bag of tricks.

 

[Safton]

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William stepped forward, gently ushering Elijah away from the door. "Yeah, I know the place. Be right there," he said. Hendrix turned back to regard the others in the room before shaking his head. He turned to Chase. "Welcome to Vitae," he remarked flatly before stepping outside and shutting the door behind himself.



Elijah sighed. "I do love when he gets in one of his moods," he said, his tone dry. He turned to look at Hypnos' bag; he couldn't deny his curiosity about what was held inside, but that could wait. For now, he decided to oblige Chase's request by heading outside, toward the truck.

 

[NanLia]

 
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The teenage messenger would nod to William, and would turn a leave at a jog, no doubt off to complete his next task.


"Oh, yea I'm Ash, nice to meet you,"  She'd consider his offer for help, she'd be able to grab the stuff from the car while he took in Mac's books from the kitchen, but she'd pause "Ah, no, I'm good, but thank you."  She didn't need to send Chase into the same room with Mac in the mood and mental state that she was, only God knew what that woman would do to him, after all he had threatened the safety of Mac's car.  She'd do as she promised, into the kitchen she'd grab Mackenzie's laptop and journals that had been left there from early this morning and take them to the bedroom, before heading out to Mac's car to retrieve the rest.


Mackenzie wouldn't say a thing as Ashley arrived and deposited her belongings on the bed beside her, and only after Ashley left would she open up the laptop and curl up on the bed, intent on getting some work done.

 

[Crono]

 

"He's...charming." Chase remarked for lack of a better term after Will left with a dry welcoming and in regards to his mood, Elijah following soon afterwards. "That bad of a day huh?" The man gently rubbed at the back of his neck before turning in his seat towards Hypnos and the bag. Chase wouldn't even know what questions to ask really, "Disclose away." Though he wasn't sure if Hypnos was waiting for some of the others to return or not. "Don't suppose you can just...put the pack to sleep and let us waltz in and put them down?" A buzz in his left pocket caused him to fish the phone out of his pocket. 'Wolfsbane is really selling out around here.' Was the text Chase quickly glanced over on the phones screen from Joe. Though it wasn't surprising, but the text was to warn Chase to just be careful without being to obvious about it. Wolfsbane was harmful to Werewolves, it acts like a toxin and can be used in bait, on weapons such as arrowheads so that it enters the bloodstream, or even burned like incense. 'Up for going back out later?' He texted back then placed the phone back in his pocket.

 

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Elijah unlocked the truck's door, yanking it open before sliding into the driver's seat. He brought up the in-dash GPS system, scrolling through the travel history of last night. After leaning over to rummage through the glove compartment, he found a notepad and pen. He proceeded to scrawl a series of lat-long coordinates for the site of the attack. Tearing off the scrap of paper, he slid out of the truck and shut the door, locking it back before heading back into the house. He approached Chase, holding out the scrap of paper. "Those are the rough coordinates where the second attack took place, where we rendezvoused with the girls. Hope it helps," he remarked.


Will trudged toward the Vitae Command tent, slowly reigning in his latent anger. Threatening Hypnos may not have been a smart move -- or even necessary for that matter -- but damn if it hadn't felt good. Still, he knew that holding a grudge toward half of the house wouldn't get them anywhere once the Wolves arrived. Arriving at the makeshift headquarters, Hendrix pushed the front flap aside and entered.

 

[St. Boethius]

As Hypnos watched William leave and Elijah go out to the truck Hypnos thought about what Chase had asked him. Putting the pack asleep was certainly within the range of his abilities, but monsters were different from humans. They required more power to keep within his dreams than humans for one. Another is that it would leave him in quite the vulnerable position afterwards. He would need to rest for several days to recuperate the power used. Now Granted he had been sleeping for several thousands of years and the overall power it would take to put this entire city into a coma would maybe be a tenth of it, but Hypnos was always a cautious one. He was saving his power for whatever kidnapped his wife. He wasn't going to allow who or whatever that took her from him to wake up until they could be properly disposed of. 


Finally tearing himself from his thoughts Hypnos answered Chase, " I certainly have the power to do so. However depending on how much power I would need to use I could be forced to retreat back to Erebos for two or three days to get the power back. Which would make me unable to help should something else happen. Unless you're willing to guarantee my safety here. Then you stand a chance of waking me." Hypnos explained to Chase and Elijah. 


"Now for my bag." Hypnos said opening it up and taking out several objects: an ornate ivory horn carved with scenes of people sleeping, His staff made of polished Yew, a bag of sleeping powder,  and a vial containing water from the river Lethe. Please do not touch anything just yet. I'd rather you not put yourselves into a coma." Hypnos turned to the two men present. " With then exception of the vial each of these artifacts are the various ways I have brought sleep to the world at large. My Horn being the most common and most potent tool I used." 

 

[NanLia]

 
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Ashley would go to Mackenzie's car and flip down the tailgate, exposing the new emptied bed; Vitae had re-collected the supplies they'd been carrying to Alliance.  She'd slip a hand between the tailgate and the seam of the bed finding the hidden lever within and flipping it to unlock the compartment beneath the bed.  She'd always thought Mackenzie had been far too cautious, what was the likely hood of anyone ever really searching her car for weapons?  Any of the time's they been pulled over by the police they'd made a clean break, but now she was beginning to understand more of how Mackenzie worked; clearly Mac had no trust for anyone, including herself.   The thought irked her, more so because she'd broken Mackenzie's trust by attempting to take advantage of her, she'd been feeling bold, but now recalled that any time she'd seen Mackenzie inebriated she still had full control and awareness of her surroundings, the only time she'd witness Mac not was when she was unconscious.  She'd pull the plastic milk create out and set it on the driveway beside her and then reconsider, grabbing Mackenzie's case of weapons as well.  Given how the hunters had reacted to the news, she figured Mackenzie might feel safer having something to protect herself with.  She'd close up the compartment and head back inside with case and crate.


Mackenzie had found a reasonable enough position, curled up on her side, slightly propped up with pillows.  She'd taken the laptop and tilted it on it's side so she could read it without constantly tilting her own head to watch.  Ashley was returning with what she'd asked for, journals she'd not opened in years, and her weapons case.  Any other time she would have thanked her for considering this, but Mackenzie wanted nothing to do with Ashley for the time being.  She'd return her attention to the screen, scrolling through the list posted from a local scrap yard, they boasted having other Mainlines like her own, parts for sale.


Within the tent William would find an Official manning what could only be considered as a secretarial desk, it was positioned within the first few feet of the entrance and the woman sitting behind it was reviewing a clipboard, marking notes.  Behind this the tent was entirely open not overly large, but at it's center was a long table, covered in documents and maps.  The Elders and Council surrounded the table speaking in groups of three of four while Anna and Maxwell stood at the back wall, waiting to be called upon.


With Williams entrance the secretary would look up from her work.  "I'm sorry but the council is very busy right now, leave your name-" she was cut off as Maxwell called out from behind. "He's with us, Sherri."  And would wave at William to come in, to where everyone else was.


The Council members and Elders would stop speaking, to glance towards William, before returning to their work however Brendan would take leave of his own group, stepping away from the desk and offering a smile.  "Mr. Hendrix, a pleasure to finally meet you, though I wish the circumstances were better."  He'd hold out a hand offer it in greeting.  The Council and Elders were collecting their belongings, starting to exit the tent slowly; meeting complete they all had task's before them.

 

[Crono]

 

Chase sat forwards in the seat to take the sheet of paper with the GPS coordinates on them from Elijah when the other man returned and nodded, "I'll make use of them, thanks." With that in hand he turned his attention back to Hypnos, not needing to be told not to touch. When a god breaks out his toys Chase doesn't exactly feel the need nor want to reach out and touch, "So they all just put people to sleep then?" He asked rather bluntly, though honestly he shouldn't be surprised considering whose objects they were. "That seems...useful, and rather dangerous." 

 

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William spared a sideways glance for the exiting officials before he took the Elder's hand and shook it firmly. "Likewise. How can I help?" he asked.


Elijah glanced over the arrayed artifacts, eyes wide. Some of these were items right out of legends -- things he had studied, read about. To see them in front of him was... surreal, to say the least. "What did you have in mind, Hypnos?" he asked.

 

[St. Boethius]

Hypnos picked up his horn and held it very carefully in his hands. " My staff has the ability to put anyone It touches into a coma from which only I can release. Poets called it the sweet oblivion of rest..." Hypnos said putting his staff in his bag. " That vial is water I took from the River Lethe, also known as the river of forgetfulness. One drop and all of your memories will be swept away... and the final article is as I said my horn." Hypnos said presenting it to the two, " It is the crux of my plan. From this horn a mist of sleep is released, only able to be seen or smelt by the divine. It's how I bring sleep to the world while I travel with my Mother. So when the wolves begin their siege I will use my horn to put the pact to sleep, and then just like I did to a certain city. I will have them slaughter one another in their sleep." Hypnos leaned against the table and looked between the two men. " Any questions or concerns about my plan?" 


Hypnos knew that by telling them the full extent of his power of those who sleep was risky, or mentioning that he's done it before for that matter, but he trusted these mortals for some reason. Perhaps it was his desperation to prove himself to the colony in exchange for their help. Perhaps it was because he was concerned for the humans and didn't want any bloodshed to taint to colony. 


" However if I'm going to enact this plan I need something from the colony. I need them to pray to me. Their prayers will rejuvenate my power and ensure nothing goes wrong. "

 

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Ashley was well aware of Mackenzie's discontent and didn't want to push her luck, so far Mac was tolerating her presence in the same room, she also didn't want to be in the same company as Hypnos.  She didn't trust herself not comment on his offer of asylum for Mac, he was Mackenzie's ally, for the moment, so she'd hold her tongue. 


She'd leave Mackenzie to her work, collecting a medical text from her own duffel she'd step into the kitchen and sit at the small table to study, just to occupy her mind until Mac needed something else.


"Please, sit."  Brendan was offering a chair next to the table, taking one of his own, he was using this time to allow the remaining tent occupants, including the secretary to leave.  Anna and Maxwell had moved to the desk up front, Anna sitting on it's chair, Maxwell leaning against the desk, they were speaking quietly to each other.


Satisfied, Brendan would continue.  "First I'd like to extend my apologies for what happened at the Meet, and afterwards.  I didn't think our people, my people, could act this way, but fear does strange things to people.  I'm sure you know."  He'd offer William an apologetic shrug, he didn't want to make excuses for their actions today.  "This is why I've asked you here.  Thank you for coming forward about your military career, I know some wouldn't, hunters are secretive people. " He'd chuckle, shaking his head.  "The Council, other Elders and I have been working together for a few weeks now, and today has brought urgency to the situation.  We've had need to diversify our Officials, our officers and peace keepers.  At this time we have eleven hunters that were given the position of Officials, our version of a beat cop, and it's worked well, until recently.  The original residents of Vitae are having issue with our new recruits, our new residents, and we need to make a clear statement that this is a cohesive colony, there will be no divide.  This is where you come in; we would like to offer you a position on the Council, in particular you would be the Colony's representative in control of our defense and internal protection.  Your background has you more than qualified for this position, your actions last night prove beyond doubt that you consider the well being of others, and the fact that you are not from the Colony means we will have an outside perspective, non-bias, when it comes to internal issues."

 

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It wasn't a bad plan per say, but there were too many possibilities for error, "Do you have complete control over that mist? If not, there will be a lot of sleeping hunters and civilians as well." Which as long as every wolf is asleep wouldn't be a big deal, "If they find a way to attack from multiple directions..." This was a pack of Werewolves they were dealing with, they needed to be treated as such. "My guess is they would likely circle and surround the colony rather than charge the gate." Chase hadn't really checked out the walls yet but he guessed that if they couldn't be cleared with a leap, they could be climbed. "If that happens, and they start to get in the walls then that mist of yours could do more harm than good." The pack wouldn't be hunting them, the wolves knew where they were. When prey is still or trapped they could easily take their time and have an approach, and since this wasn't the packs first rodeo with a colony they knew what they were doing.


Then there was the fact that they'd have to get the colony to prey to him. "And some of these colonists don't exactly seem like the type to just...take someones word for it. So getting them to praise your name doesn't sound likely."

 

[Safton]

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Elijah raised a thoughtful hand to his chin as he looked over the artifacts. He nodded. "Agreed. We need all the help we can get, but the last thing I want is for us to end up shooting ourselves in the foot. The risks are something we need to seriously consider, at the least. The Colony is already on the verge of instability as it is; asking them to pray to a pagan god -- even for survival -- will take someone with a serious silver tongue."


Will was silent for several moments as he sat in the seat Brendan had designated. He let out a slow breath, rubbing a hand across his face. He had expected a lot of things from this meeting: a scolding, a debriefing... even an "invitation" for him and Elijah to leave Vitae. Being asked to join Brendan's inner circle never even registered before he heard the words from the Elder himself. His head was swimming at the offer. Hendrix had been on the move -- with no promise nor expectation of stability -- for years. Just falling into one crisis, one Hunt, after another. If he accepted this offer, Vitae would become something more than a rest stop. It would become a home.


William sighed before replying, "I don't know what my future here at Vitae holds. But I know what's on the horizon and I'm going to do everything in my power to help the Colony survive it. If accepting this position allows me to do that better, then I'd be happy to accept. As far as what comes after... I'll have to get back to you on that," he said, his mouth curving into a small smile.

 

[NanLia]

Brendan would watch William hesitantly while the man considered, he'd hoped he would accept the position; Williams hunting experience may have left them wanting, but it was his tactical and military experience that Vitae needed in order to survive the coming days.  Hearing Williams tentative yes, the older man would smile and nod.  "I understand, and I appreciate that you'll help us through this coming war, we'll meet again after to see how to feel about remaining in the post."  He had to pause to gather his thoughts, yes he'd hoped William would accept the position, but hadn't accounted for him actually doing so.  "Anything you need within the Colony is at your disposal, and we have some ties and connections that can get us equipment from outside as well; we do well, financially speaking, so ask and we will do our best to retrieve it.  The hunters are at your disposal as well, I am remaining in my post as Director of Hunts, but any you see fit to join our enforcement Officials, by all means.  We use the local police station as a rally point for the Officials, and we'll announce your tentative acceptance tomorrow morning during morning breakfast in the Mess Hall."  Brendan was rising from his seat, signaling his advisers.  "Maxwell and Anna will be at your service as well, but I would suggest assigning someone to the task permanently, they're my eyes and ears when I'm busy with the Council."


Brendan's advisers came as instructed and waited. "Oh, and congratulations, Councilmen Hendrix, on joining us."  He'd address his advisers, "Please get William all the information on the current Officials, as well as what we do know of the hunters that have joined us."  Maxwell would nod and leave, off to retrieve the requested information, Brendan would turn his attention back to William, "Anna here has done a great deal of research on the Pack, their older history.  She can fill you in on any questions you may have in that regard. You may want to speak to Mackenzie as well, it seems you and your partner have developed a working rapport with the two girls," he would pause, and offer an apologetic smile. "But you may want to do so before she finds out of your new position, she has a mild discontent for authority."