Lake Lamar Investigation ((Attn Tremere and ST))

**Mario** · 06-16-2010, 04:49 PM

~Pius is sitting in a tree at the location that was giving to all of Clan Tremere, to talk before starting the investigation. As he looks around his left eye gleams red as he seems to be searching for something the Lake area. He looks to his watch and nods.

"No one is here yet, I was able to make one trip around the lake so far and I have seen nothing. I understand and I believe that are coming now."

**Mason Rockwest** · 06-16-2010, 07:31 PM

Mason nods to Pius as he takes out the video equipment to prepare it for the investigation this evening.

**Mario** · 06-16-2010, 07:51 PM

Pius jumps down from the tree.

"That is a nice camera, Mason. I truly hope these poeple show up this evening. I would like to find out what is going on here and get what infromation we can. You had said before that you knew someone to talk to?"

Pius continues to look about the area.

**Mason Rockwest** · 06-16-2010, 09:11 PM

Mason turns his attention towards Pius,

Someone to talk to? I'm not sure what you mean. When we were here last there was no one on the docks.

**Mario** · 06-16-2010, 11:35 PM

He nods, "Maybe I was confused." looking around for the others, "Have you seen Mr. Boone this evening?"

**Kosh** · 06-16-2010, 11:44 PM

Boone walks up, catching the last bit of their conversation. "I believe that Mason meant that he could acquire someone for us to interrogate, should we desire this."

**Mario** · 06-16-2010, 11:48 PM

Pius nods to Boone, "I thought maybe that is what Mason meant. Good evening to you, Mr. Boone."

**DeAnna** · 06-17-2010, 12:54 PM

A 1964 rusty red chevy pickup with wood panels pulls up to the lake with 5 barrel drums in the back. Out steps two men who appear straight out of the backwoods regions of the area. Fanel shirts, tore up stained pants, ball caps hiding receeding hair lines and yellow stained broken teeth.

Country music plays softly inside the cab of the pick up as the two men get out, laughing, and climb into the back of the truck seemingly oblivious to your presence.