Post by Prometheus on Sept 17, 2014 6:07:22 GMT
Prometheus was settling in as a Bishop. While he had lost a haven, most of his ghouls, and almost lost a city, it seemed that the immediate threat was past. He was starting to accept the benefits of the position without constantly looking over his shoulder or doubting himself. One of the benefits of the position was ordering people around. While not as great as tearing down gods from their gilded thrones, it was a fun diversion. There were some tricks to it, you couldn't just directly give orders, the Sabbat stood for Freedom. You had to phrase things as requests, and let people wonder what would happen if they refused.
And this is how the Slithering started doing tech support for him. Eric was apparently good with computers, and knew about things on the internet. Prometheus needed things from the internet, and so a few awkward telepathies later and Prometheus had his answers. The trouble was that Ve hadn't yet fixed the internet in Seattle, and so still the aim of his queries remained out of reach.
There was another Neonate pack that Prometheus knew about though. And this one had internet access. He broke into the Anarch Ratchet's mind against her will, and politely requested her full and complete cooperation. She was so willing to help, asking in return only that Prometheus not hurt her. One by one Prometheus fed her the names, and she gave him the addresses and mundane biographical data that he needed.
Until finally Prometheus asked about Teresa Miller.
"What! No! I'm not going to give you information about one of our Barons!"
And Prometheus started to laugh over the link. His amusement flooding Ratchet's mind as she realized her betrayal.
"I will have to meet her soon." Thought Prometheus before breaking off the link.
And this is how the Slithering started doing tech support for him. Eric was apparently good with computers, and knew about things on the internet. Prometheus needed things from the internet, and so a few awkward telepathies later and Prometheus had his answers. The trouble was that Ve hadn't yet fixed the internet in Seattle, and so still the aim of his queries remained out of reach.
There was another Neonate pack that Prometheus knew about though. And this one had internet access. He broke into the Anarch Ratchet's mind against her will, and politely requested her full and complete cooperation. She was so willing to help, asking in return only that Prometheus not hurt her. One by one Prometheus fed her the names, and she gave him the addresses and mundane biographical data that he needed.
Until finally Prometheus asked about Teresa Miller.
"What! No! I'm not going to give you information about one of our Barons!"
And Prometheus started to laugh over the link. His amusement flooding Ratchet's mind as she realized her betrayal.
"I will have to meet her soon." Thought Prometheus before breaking off the link.