The streets.

As the two walk down the street cars swiftly move along the roads aftera while they feel a beast push at them briefly from one of the cars.

Regina, with Nami behind her, is nearly flattened by the three beasts that appear, almost out of thin air. She searches the crowd, spotting two walking together, with a third in a car. She looked at the car's liscence plate, memorizing it to find it again if need be.

Regina approaches the pair. Gangrel by the feel of her own beast coming back to her. Best to let the aged one dictate his own terms. The male though, he seemed quite dignified. Had she found some Invictus after all? Not too many gangrel walked about with stylish canes.
"Salutations" She said, her italian accent flowing through her greeting.

Sean's just out walking around, getting a feel for the city. He's full of fresh blood, energy, and enjoying a mellow come-down after feeding on some drugged out thing earlier.

He's moving through the neighborhood, curiously investigating symbols tagged onto the buildings. Symbols that don't mean much to most anyone else, but to him are obviously clan and covenant signatures, as well as indicatives that this is the city's rack.

All of a sudden his hackles raise as his Beast feels the presence of ones like it. He turns away from his scanning of the territorial graffiti, to cast a look around to see who it was that had triggered his senses.

There they were, across the street, four of them - and a couple of them seemed to have somewhat powerful blood. Ah well. It had to happen sometime The dream of having a whole city to himself was really a pretty ridiculous dream but it had been a fun dream. He trots across the street, boldly interjecting himself in their conversation, with a grin. "What's up, dead dudes?" He says loudly "I was wondering when I might run into some of the locals cadavers."

Sean just laughs.

"Hey it's cool. This is the way I used to talk when I went to visit my grandma at the retirement home and it never seemed to bother them. You know these licks don't know shit anyway. Their heads are all full of that 30 Days of Night bullshit, right?"

He seems to be able to tell that the big guy is serious. He's got a big body, and a big beast, but he's knocked out bigger guys. Probably not a great idea getting into a fight first thing in town, though, plus he's still a little stoned.

"Tell ya what. If it makes you feel better, big guy, I'll chill on the corpse-talk."

"I'm Sean, by the way."

Regina watches in silence. this "sean" was not doing well.

Randall's cell phone rings. He takes the call, mutters something into the phone, shuts it, glares at Sean then drives off.

"Well Mr. Sean, I must say that was terribly impressive of you." A small part of Regina wonders if she could take them all on.

((ST Note: Regina, Sean, Rusian and Arabella, perception (Wits+Composure) checks at -2 please))

Sean looks over, eying Regina up and down. He likies. He grins at her, raising his eyebrows "Did you like that, babe? That's not all I can do, ya know."

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Narration:

Regina and Shawn both notice something something odd... a flicker of motion and shadow at the edge of their field of vision, from above them.

Sean drops into a defensive crouch, scanning the skies and the rooftop. "The fuck was that!? Did anyone else see that?"

Regina looks up at the sky, searching for the movement. "Such language in front of a lady is most unbecoming Mr. Sean." She sounds just barely irritated.

Narration:
Scanning the sky, Regina and Sean both see something unusual for Sacramento. A great horned owl is flying overhead, circling the area.

Both get the distinct and rather eerie feeling that the bird is watching them.

Sean:

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Meanwhile, the other two figures walk off into the night, apparently disinterested in interacting with either Pia or Sean.

"Friend of yours Mr. Sean?"

Sean watches the bird curiously. "How weird..."

He looks back over to Regina "Of mine? I don't have any friends in Sacramento, and the kindred I knew in San Fran wouldn't 'owl around' looking for me, I don't think." He looks back up to the owl "It's definitely checkin us out, though... I'm gonna try something."

He shouts up to it. "Hey, Owl! What the hell are YOU looking at?"

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The owl doesn't respond in any apparent manner to Sean's question. It does, however, take roost on the edge of a nearby rooftop, from where it continues to look mostly in the direction of Regina and Sean, though it does turn its head around to glance in other directions as well.

She looks askance at this sean. "Perhaps we should find some place indoors to continue this discussion."

Sean doesn't take his suspicious eyes off the owl as he answers. "Yeeahh... You're right."

He looks at Regina "So uhh, did you have a place in mind? I've only been in town for a little while."

She smiled and looked around. No invictus buildings nearby. There was however, a comedy club of some sort [howling moon]just down the road.

"There." she pointed, and walked briskly towards it. Animals were not something she dealt with.

Sean casts one final glance at that nosy motherfucking Owl, before following Regina into the comedy club.