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Pre-Guildfall, 2008. Communication is what makes a lasting roleplay.

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Okay, I'll get something up soon. Either when the gang have made an escape or, if posting takes too long, sooner. Beth will join the chase.
Beth may give chase. Shortcuts through buildings helps. I'll work on something tomorrow so assume she does until then.
I'm done now until Kaori chimes in and the gang are on the move again, so feel free to rustle a few ghosty feathers in vengeance.
So I kinda pulled Kaori around there a little bit, but she should have a good chance to fight back if she wants to in Exie's next post.

And Rikive your rescue mission is a GO.
Beth remained crouched on the floor by the tackled vamp with a hand on its chest to keep it down. Her ethereal boots, the very same she died in, met the edge of a puddle of blood spanning from the door to halfway across the club. Celestial and vampire intermingling. She pulled her eyes away from the vicious battle when Karram's sword appeared above her captured vamp. That helped.

Her eyes darted back to the fight as Flint began to give orders. Any other time, she might have had something to say about that. But today Beth was all too happy to do what he said. She took the taser from his outstretched hand and seized the vampire by the arm. Pulling her to her feet, with a grip tight and threatening to give the vamp a terrible sensation, she made for the door. "Come on," she called when she reached the doorway, sparing Flint and Tony a final glance.

With nauseating horror she watched Flint collapse against a wall, and soon after, Tony felled with what she could only guess were silver bullets. "Get them out of here!" she shouted to Karram, gesturing the the slumped bodies of their allies. This time, her voice bellowed over the din.

Parael was in for the world's greatest ass-kicking should he survive.

Beth raced out of the club then, the captured vampire girl in her hands, and took the quickest route to the van without passing through any buildings. "Stay still and I won't have to hurt you," she muttered to the girl. "And maybe they won't either." She shoved the vampire against the wall opposite the van, not daring to bring her any closer to Parael's body and the blood that surely coated the inside of the van. She pointed the taser at the girl's abdomen with her free hand, and called into the van to Rikive without taking her eyes off the vamp. "Tony and Flint need rescuing! How soon can you get there?"
Only a moment after she left the van, Beth saw Parael follow suit and head straight for the Rusty Steak Knife. That was not the plan. She spared the van a brief glance before surging after him. Still, she kept to the darkened half of the street and moved through any would-be obstacles to reach him faster. She halted in her path when he entered the bar. What was he up to?

She weighed her options: follow him inside and draw attention as an unfamiliar spirit, or wait and hope he had some sort of an idea. Neither felt like a particularly good plan, and she left herself a mental note to kick Parry up the ass should they make it back to the bunker. Beth huddled in the shadows near the building, watching the front doors and the Celestial as she tried to keep an eye on just about everything else, as well. Despite having no body, she felt tense, especially when she saw Parael disappear into the bar.

She cursed the old witch for never giving her something more than what she did, for not granting her superior senses upon her death, or something. Beth couldn't hear a thing said inside the bar and it only served to make her more anxious.

Then she heard the gun shots, and Rikive sped through her and sent a bolt of pins and needles through her form.

Beth moved so fast she all but vanished. She raced into the Rusty Steak Knife, disregarding the multitude of sensations that washed over her as she passed through humans and thralls alike on her way into the club, and wound up among the swarming bodies of vampires. She turned corporeal and shoved the nearest body out of her way, then spun, looking everywhere for Parael, and saw the clan tearing at themselves in their haste to feed on him. Then the Asgardian reappeared, leaping over the fray, and providing Beth with a trail to follow.

Halfway to the center of the frenzy, she started throwing bodies. She dug intangible hands into their chests, ignoring the burning sensation that grew the longer she did, became solid again, and tossed them as far as she could. Tony's beast form flashed in her peripherals. A quick look around deduced that her allies were pulling together, but if they did not organise themselves they would surely fail.

A flash of light erupted into a curtain of flame around a large portion of the clan. Beth walked through it quite unharmed, only to lose sight of her goal when something exploded behind her. A bullet or two zipped through her. She growled and, no longer caring, passed directly through the remaining throngs of vampires to reach the center. As she did, she saw Rikive hoist Parael onto her shoulders and sprint away with him, past Flint, and out of the building. Beth made to follow, and came to Flint's side as a figure swiped at him.

"Move!" she yelled, though her voice could barely be heard over the frenzy. She turned tangible once more and rushed forward to tackle to offending vampire. Perhaps there was still a chance to complete their initial mission.
I'm working on reading/writing a post asap.

EDIT: That is dependent on whether Trinais' post is approved. I'll probably wait for Exie to post too. I might also want to discuss with HeySeuss what the effect of a poltergeist attempting to hijack a vamp's body would be.
Invisible to the mortal eye, Beth wandered around the stolen vehicle in a vast circle. She knew from past experiences that vampires could not only sense her, but see her whether or not she was tangible. The relationship between vampires and the undead was little to be spoken of. There may have been a few vague alliances between some of the living dead and the bloodsuckers before Nemsemet rose, since both lost their humanity. After the dread mummy sacked the Court alliances fell to shit.

She surveyed everything around them twice—she kept to the shadows and passed through a few walls to avoid appearing suspicious—and spied a few stragglers. Slipping through the side of the van, and careful not to pass through any of the others, she spoke to the rest of the team. “Two in the alley behind the bar, two more lingering by the door, and one outside.” She crouched by the back of the van, only a thin layer of tangibility at the soles of her feet keeping her from falling through the floor.

“Now’s as good a time as any,” she added, before exiting the van. Beth waited in the long shadow it cast for the mystery woman, the hunter and Rikive to join her.
I'm just about to post, should have one up in a few minutes.

EDIT: And they're on the move.
I should have post up at some point today.
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