Thread: Patrolling 2-23-2010 (att:anyone)

Walking around thinking of everything that has happened in the last month she see's Mackenzie up in the distance, stopping for only a moment, Corin then walks up towards Mackenzie and smiles.

JTM rides up to Prairie State Park on his motorcycle.

"Goddamit I fucking hate this place. Gotta do it now though. Patrol the turf."

He kicks the stand down looking for anyone out there, getting off the bike and walking in the grass, amazed at its height, looking around lost abit like he has no clue where he's going till he comes to a path.

“Hmmm….when did they get that there? Hmmm…oh wait that I think goes to the Kris Kross’ll Make Your Daddy JUMP!!! (head jumps above the grass) JUMP!!! (again) barn burning and smores fest. They need signs to point that fucking thing out. I’ll remind Barbie of that when I get home.”

He chuckles abit then pauses swearing he heard some rustling and talking in here. He pulls out the bat sticking with the trail keeping the bat within a good swinging distance.

“Who the fuck’s out here? Talk to me. Don’t make me bust your damn head open.”

He does his best to guard himself from any impending attacks being quiet after that, focussing on the next rustle or word spoken hopefully coming closer to him..

Hearing a mans voice that is not farmiliar, she turns stepping in front of Mackenzie instinctivly.

"Who are we? Who are you? And if you try to attack us, you'll sure have a fight on your hands."

Reinforcing the idea that God has a sense of humor, it is at this moment that Emanuel happens to be passing though the park, looking to make contact with some of the local Gangrel.

Seems like a likely enough place, after all. If you want Savages, you go to the wilds.

He sticks to the path, and even that is difficult, taking quite a bit of effort as his bad leg makes its way slowly over the terrain.

He's kind of taken aback to hear the shouting calls, but, not really wanting to be mistaken for a trespasser and realizing a swift escape is out of the question, and thinking he sort of recognizes the voices, he calls out.

"Um...I don't know...why you'd want a fight...I was just looking for some fresh air and hoping to find some recently made friends?"

She looks at Emmanuel.

"You are not who I heard earlier. Someone said he was going to bust our damn heads open."

She looks around more using *heightened senses sight* to see who else might be around, then looks back at Emmanuel.

"I have not seen you before."

She pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up, a habit she had recently picked up again.

Mackenzie smiles at Corin. "Nice night." She turns quickly when she hears the man's voice. She cocks her head in surprise that Corin moves in front of her.

I wouldn't have guessed that.

When the man finishes his tirade, Mackenzie laughs as she recognizes the voice and steps around Corin. "JTM is that you? It's Mackenzie."

Mackenzie shifts her focus on the other new voice. "I've not met you, either. Please come out and show yourself."

JTM hears more voices through the grass.

“Name’s JTM. And who is WE?”

He remembers hearing that female voice in passing from the battle.

It’s that walking trash, bitch!!! What the fuck was her name? Did she give it? Dammit!!! Think dumbass!!! Fuck!!!

He then hears an unfamiliar male voice, taking a couple steps, rustling the grass

“Fresh air, here? (chuckling) Don’t make me laugh!!! (squish) Goddammit!!! What did I just fucking step in!!!!”

He tries to shake it off his boots but to no avail.

“Yeah, Mackenzie. It’s me. Coming to you. Be there in a second. Mother fucking piece of shit god damn....!!!”

He bitches more, then hears a lighter go off, moving in that general direction, bat guiding him through this thick jungle watching the poop or whatever it was starts sliding off his boots as he makes his way over to them, seeing Mackenzie, Corin, and Emanuel here. He looks over to everyone here, then takes his bat and taps off the last bit off his boots, putting his bat away afterwards.

“There, that’s better. Sup, Mackenzie. How ya doing?”

He nods to her somewhat. He then looks over at Corin.and Emanuel.

“Name’s JTM if you didn’t hear me the first time. (looking to Corin) And you are? How about your friend there? (quickly looking over and sizing up Emanuel) Nice threads btw, dude. (chuckling) They with you, Mackenzie?"”

Mackenzie attempts badly to suppress a smirk. "It's nice to see you again, JTM."

She nods to Corin. "Yes, she is with me."

She nods to Emmanuel. "He is yet to be determined." Mackenzie's blue eyes turn to Emmanuel and stay focused on him.

She takes a drag from her cigarette and releases the smoke, still standing in front of Mackenzie. She looks JTM up and down then looks him back in the eyes. She realized that Mackenzie had not given JTM her name, and was not about to give it out herself...without knowing who both the men are first.

She turns to Mackenzie, nodding to JTM. "This one is okay then?"