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My partner in life and justice:
@Roman_Zimojic
My dear friend and former boss:
@EricNorthmanSVM
His Children and my friends
@Jason_S_SVM and
@pamiraravenscroft
@EtherealGuard_ A powerful guardian inhabited with Ari Rowe Godrik's spirit
My diligent and clever assistant
@Anya_Crane_
and her new and worthy husband
@OsgarCrane
They did it... no holds barred a success for the Authority and there's nothing that the Chancellory can say otherwise. Roman's efforts to mainstream are proving successful internally even if beyond the compound walls we still have a device that's capable of draining vampires and humans both.
With taking on Dark Fae as a ward and allowing her to use her talents for vampires Roman has succeeded in opening to doors to mainstreaming yet a third species. That her new husband it Earth Fae and Shifter and also proved his mettle perhaps even regardng a fourth. Frankly... I'm trying to stay open-minded, given my experience with vampires for the most part, but I hope the Universe is done dropping supernatural surprises at us. I don't know how many divisions a mainstreaming Authority could help along.
The man that Osgar and Anya brought back was named Harold, emphasis on WAS. It took weeks but we set him up with the Washington D.C. human F.B.I. and the Bureau of Supernatural Afffairs and the Witness Protection Program to create a new identity, one safe from humans and supernaturals alike. All of it was on the assumption that the would turn over the evidence we needed, testimony about his brother's history before dying in my hands but not by them. Who was Harold now, after his release? That would be telling. Sorry.
His brother's name had been Esteban and he had been plagued with illnesses and likely PTSD coming back serving overseas. Harold had turned to small crimes to send his brother money to help him survive as well as he could. The crimes, however, got bigger and bigger... until they got past Harold's abilities and ended him up where we found him, a border prison that was bad by even those standards.
A few months after being locked up, however, Esteban and Harold's money position's had reversed. Harold shared how the money had started flowing the opposite way. Esteban was sending him money instead, into a trust account that was waiting for him on release. And he had promised to hire a lawyer for him from Austin, TX - one from the capital familiar with border prison cases, a private one, not a public defender. Somehow Esteban had moved up in the financial world at about the same time the draining device's first fatalities were emerging.
When his memory failed on the name of the lawyer who had contacted him a short time before Roman glamoured it from him and then glamoured in his new life, repairing motorcylces and being an advocate for vampire and human co-existence.
The attorney that'd been retained was named Aaron Savidge. One ABA database inquiry later I looked up at Roman and wondered how we were getting to Austin, via his very private airline or if I might dust off my skills and portal us there. Given who Savidge was it was going to be worth the trip. My few enhanced-fae talents may not fade but there was a rustiness of disuse to be considered.
That, at least had gone well, one thing had not. Word had reached us that Ari Rowe Godrick had been killed in the line of duty, her unit decimated by a pack of weres involved in a crime syndicate. It had been an organized hit. The flash had come up on the inter-agency alerts and I'd read it with a quiet horror of grief and respect.
She'd been my first exposure to telepathy before my own rarely used talents were sparked, without that, I would have checked myself in somewhere the first time it happened when the source was me.
In terms of her death... the Northman's were going to be devastated, to say nothing of Godric and whatever I could do to help I would. The only thing I was unable to do was move with them personally when the dealt with the situation. Politics and position. I considered doing it undercover but the risk to Roman, the Authority, and myself were too great.
I was unsurprised when the call from Eric came, requesting the police report from the Sheriff of the Area where she died. A request and a few favors later... the thumb drive was in my hand. I met Eric at the Viking's Helm on a nicely busy night and wished him well. I'd read enough to know it was weres and to know it was weres involved with organized crime. What happened next I was willing to let go, even knowing what would be. I enforced vampire laws; I didn't obstruct them and weres remained pack-minded and uninterested in blending in our encounters so far. Their choice. One of the things I quietly appreciated in the darker part of my pysche is that with vampire senses to deal with evidence... justice rarely lost its way.
What made me worry was the look in Jason's eyes. Whatever they did to deal with this now, Eric, Pam and Jason, no matter how bloody or whatever the body count, I think he was about to learn that even an ultimate revenge was ultimately unfulfilling.
My partner in life and justice:
@Roman_Zimojic
My dear friend and former boss:
@EricNorthmanSVM
His Children and my friends
@Jason_S_SVM and
@pamiraravenscroft
@EtherealGuard_ A powerful guardian inhabited with Ari Rowe Godrik's spirit
My diligent and clever assistant
@Anya_Crane_
and her new and worthy husband
@OsgarCrane
They did it... no holds barred a success for the Authority and there's nothing that the Chancellory can say otherwise. Roman's efforts to mainstream are proving successful internally even if beyond the compound walls we still have a device that's capable of draining vampires and humans both.
With taking on Dark Fae as a ward and allowing her to use her talents for vampires Roman has succeeded in opening to doors to mainstreaming yet a third species. That her new husband it Earth Fae and Shifter and also proved his mettle perhaps even regardng a fourth. Frankly... I'm trying to stay open-minded, given my experience with vampires for the most part, but I hope the Universe is done dropping supernatural surprises at us. I don't know how many divisions a mainstreaming Authority could help along.
The man that Osgar and Anya brought back was named Harold, emphasis on WAS. It took weeks but we set him up with the Washington D.C. human F.B.I. and the Bureau of Supernatural Afffairs and the Witness Protection Program to create a new identity, one safe from humans and supernaturals alike. All of it was on the assumption that the would turn over the evidence we needed, testimony about his brother's history before dying in my hands but not by them. Who was Harold now, after his release? That would be telling. Sorry.
His brother's name had been Esteban and he had been plagued with illnesses and likely PTSD coming back serving overseas. Harold had turned to small crimes to send his brother money to help him survive as well as he could. The crimes, however, got bigger and bigger... until they got past Harold's abilities and ended him up where we found him, a border prison that was bad by even those standards.
A few months after being locked up, however, Esteban and Harold's money position's had reversed. Harold shared how the money had started flowing the opposite way. Esteban was sending him money instead, into a trust account that was waiting for him on release. And he had promised to hire a lawyer for him from Austin, TX - one from the capital familiar with border prison cases, a private one, not a public defender. Somehow Esteban had moved up in the financial world at about the same time the draining device's first fatalities were emerging.
When his memory failed on the name of the lawyer who had contacted him a short time before Roman glamoured it from him and then glamoured in his new life, repairing motorcylces and being an advocate for vampire and human co-existence.
The attorney that'd been retained was named Aaron Savidge. One ABA database inquiry later I looked up at Roman and wondered how we were getting to Austin, via his very private airline or if I might dust off my skills and portal us there. Given who Savidge was it was going to be worth the trip. My few enhanced-fae talents may not fade but there was a rustiness of disuse to be considered.
That, at least had gone well, one thing had not. Word had reached us that Ari Rowe Godrick had been killed in the line of duty, her unit decimated by a pack of weres involved in a crime syndicate. It had been an organized hit. The flash had come up on the inter-agency alerts and I'd read it with a quiet horror of grief and respect.
She'd been my first exposure to telepathy before my own rarely used talents were sparked, without that, I would have checked myself in somewhere the first time it happened when the source was me.
In terms of her death... the Northman's were going to be devastated, to say nothing of Godric and whatever I could do to help I would. The only thing I was unable to do was move with them personally when the dealt with the situation. Politics and position. I considered doing it undercover but the risk to Roman, the Authority, and myself were too great.
I was unsurprised when the call from Eric came, requesting the police report from the Sheriff of the Area where she died. A request and a few favors later... the thumb drive was in my hand. I met Eric at the Viking's Helm on a nicely busy night and wished him well. I'd read enough to know it was weres and to know it was weres involved with organized crime. What happened next I was willing to let go, even knowing what would be. I enforced vampire laws; I didn't obstruct them and weres remained pack-minded and uninterested in blending in our encounters so far. Their choice. One of the things I quietly appreciated in the darker part of my pysche is that with vampire senses to deal with evidence... justice rarely lost its way.
What made me worry was the look in Jason's eyes. Whatever they did to deal with this now, Eric, Pam and Jason, no matter how bloody or whatever the body count, I think he was about to learn that even an ultimate revenge was ultimately unfulfilling.
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