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Bastian leaned forward as he was almost issued an answer, before a muffled yet lout boom echoed through the room, shaking the fixtures. A glance down the window showed the people already filing out into the streets, where police and ambulances awaited with blankets and cocoa.

"Damn; we've been found out." he said, standing up. Waving his arm, he gave the signal for everyone to file out. Stopping briefly, he turned to Hector, and said "I admire the nobility, but if you're not actively getting others safe, bear in mind you'll not be berated for saving your own skin."
Turning to make sure they were the last pair in the room, he quickly shut the door, and said, "They know where this place is; we can't be sure they don't know where our other hideouts are... or that we haven't been compromised by our own. I'll be relocating our stashes and doing some human resourcing while you two mount the investigation."

Patting the enforcer's shoulder, he reopened the door and led him towards the pack, and the crew soon deposited themselves into the throngs of panicked workers, emergency services, and new reporters below.
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Right, so that means it's somewhere in the middle of the city? Is anyone working at this office building?


I don't know a lot about office buildings, but assuming we only rented out a floor and soundproofed it, then yeah, they'd rent out the rest of the space to other people. I figure it'd be located in Manhattan proper, since people think of Manhattan when they think of NYC.
@IncredibleBee speaking of meeting places, where exactly did you set it? Is this a warehouse, an apartment, an office building, or something else?


I figured it would be in an office building of some kind, separate from where the actual movement of goods happens. That way, even if multiple heads are caught together, they aren't anywhere near the evidence.
Also, yeah, I doubt ten minutes would pass on this kind of phone call. I'd rather move right along.
So how did Adalaide just happen to have the cell phone number of a rival crime lord?
I'll keep an eye on this.
Bastian let out a long, deep laugh at Alissa's suggestion.

"Ahahaha! Still getting acclimated, I see. Hector's right. Even if we could ask the pigs for help, they'd take far too long to dig anything up. It's also true we need to mount an investigation. And though it pains me to say this..." the werewolf's face grew solemn. He instinctively reached for a cigarette, before stopping himself and entwining his fingers.
"Alissa, you're a pup, and your face isn't known. This layer of anonymity makes you perfect for spying. The leeches know my face, otherwise I'd do it myself. I'd like to send Hector, but his reputation rivals my own. Still..." he leaned back.

"She'll be vulnerable by herself. Eavesdropping and spying would be safest if Alissa took the lead, posing as whatever alias she needed. Hector could tag along in case it goes south. Obviously, you should both keep your identities hidden, but if Hector's recognized talking to her in public... try to pass her off as your human friend. Or girlfriend; it doesn't matter as long as you keep your stories straight."
A ceiling fan slowly rotated overhead, barely blowing onto the long table down below. The room had once been lavish, the far wall lined with various alcohols, the table itself a mahogany piece, but the atmosphere felt too solemn to enjoy any luxuries.

Bastian entered, locking the door behind him. Strolling forward, he placed a singular pizza down onto the table, one piled with toppings and tasting strongly of garlic. Normally meetings mandated larger amounts of food, but this was no such time; he only brought the pie out of formality anyways. The leader always provided food for meetings.

Taking a seat, he deeply inhaled a cigarette, and took a long stare over the room. Only a small handful present, though among them was Calava. It was no surprise his top enforcer was alright. Still, sitting nearby was the new member- Alissa. She was still a pup, learning the ropes. Bastian withdrew the cigarette, and exhaled a large cloud, sifting out from behind his teeth.

"I trust you're all aware of the nature of our meeting." he began, "So I'm going to cut to the chase. We have an assassin thinning our ranks, and I don't know if it's a human hunter, a turncoat from our own, or some vampire got too big for his fucking boots, but I want his head on a stick."

Gritting his teeth, he ground the butt into an ash tray.

"To make matters worse, we can't strike until we've confirmed his identity. If we strike the Blackbloods and it's a Human monster hunter, we waste resources and lives on a war while they're still hammering us. The other way around, and we're just drawing attention while the leeches laugh their asses off." the werewolf growled, momentarily gritting his teeth before composing himself.
"I've already contacted other cells, and told them to spread the word to all members. They'll pack heat and lay low while we settle things here. The initial panic is over, so we can focus on what's important."

"The rest of the meeting will be dedicated to the identity of our wannabe woodsman. Potential leads, areas of interest, and creating a spy network. Any questions?"
Oh, and on top of that there's the stipulation that one side of said fictional war has a need for PMC's and the resources necessary to hire them.
Well... I don't remember a giant fortress called Arsenal Gear crashing into New York harbour five years ago so I say give the man some creative license *lol*


You're missing the point. MGS always had a backdrop of actual wars and social atmospheres for its games, and played off of them, even if the Big Shell incident was fictional.
For this to work, the GM needs to create an entire fictional war in the Ukraine, including the events and motivations behind each side, what their goal is, who's doing what and where, etc.
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