Sunday, April 13th, 2014. Late night.
Layla, Desi, and Sabriel found themselves in the middle of a side street in The Haight, tentatively chatting with the apparantly very, very newly made Rob Desola. He didn’t appear to have known who made him, and wasn’t entirely sure what he could do, he just knew he woke up the past two nights very, very hungry. He expressed some guilt for having killed the girl in the motel, but mostly he seemed afraid and cautious.
Layla relayed much of this via text to Marcus, who advised her to try and figure out a way the Movement could use Desola. There was some brief debate amongst the coterie as they decided what to do with him, but they figured the fact Rob was waking up ravenously hungry even after just eating the night before could mean he was sick, and thus decided to see if the Lancea et Sanctum could help with their blood sorcery.
The coterie arrived in the Mission District just in time to catch the tail end of a small Midnight Mass underneath Mission Delores. The coterie and a very nervous Rob hung out in the back of the basement where Cardinal Inglorious II was preaching while carving on a Hispanic youth. To Rob’s credit, he didn’t out and out bolt.
After the service was over, Maria Luna came and greeted the coterie, and brought them up to speak with Inglorious when he was free. Despite some brief friction between Inglorious and Layla, Inglorious was relatively free with his advice – little could be learned unless someone was willing to taste Rob’s blood in order to discern what they could from it. Considering the group had brought Rob over in the first place because they thought he might be diseased, Inglorious wasn’t about to do the honours.
Desi agreed to take a taste, and ended up taking a little bit more too in a moment of debauchery that made pretty much everyone but Desi uncomfortable – especially Sabriel. Once she pulled away from Rob’s wrist, she said his blood was weak and she could discern no Clan… Inglorious seemed to be of the opinion that this made Rob a Revenant – not quite a vampire, but definitely dead. Pitiful half-creatures, they could be raised to the status of full Kindred in a process similiar to the Embrace.
Desi was eager to play the role of pseudo-Sire to Rob, but Inglorious recommended some caution. Prince Ashley would doubtless want her permission sought just as if a new Embrace were being conducted, and custom demanded Desi have her Sire’s permission too. Plus, it would just be plain smart to figure out if Rob was even worth the time.
When Desi spoke to Maria, her Sire, the reaction was again one of urging caution and finding out just what they were all getting themselves involved in. To that end, they went over to the Lily Pond in Golden Gate Park which Rob had dragged himself out of the previous night. He described being jumped when he stopped by the park while jogging, but remembered very little of the whole affair. Desi changed into a dog and sniffed around, while the others found some boot prints in the mud where someone – a smaller person in women’s boots – might have dragged a corpse into the water.
The night was wearing on, so they decided to retire, but not before Desi had a favour to ask of Layla…could she and Rob crash in Layla’s haven? Seems Desi wasn’t quite comfortable enough with Rob to introduce him to her mortal friends yet…