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897413 No. 897413 ID: 270774

This quest is R18.
disthread: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/124805.html
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No. 909701 ID: 2c4ef2

Past! Let us get some deets about Ricardo's life!
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No. 909702 ID: 6cf958

Future--the most interesting option and the most likely to lead us into difficult and therefore entertaining situations
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No. 909703 ID: df3dfa

my vote’s for the future
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No. 909704 ID: e9f876

future! no point in dwelling, you gotta keep moving forward
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No. 909706 ID: f0088f

i vote past! our pasts shape our future, and are set, and our future is malleable by our actions. with our past, we know exactly what's happening and we might be able to use it to shape our future.
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No. 909708 ID: cfe5c7

Past. Don't want to get too confused with things that might not even happen!
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No. 909709 ID: b693b8

ouuuu i vote,,, past. it might give us insight into our future!
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No. 909711 ID: c375e8

present
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No. 909712 ID: dac147

mmmmm present
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No. 909713 ID: aedfd9

Present; we're in immediate danger, we need immediate info
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No. 909714 ID: ded7a1

hmmm i vote past
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No. 909715 ID: cbf015

past or present!
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No. 909716 ID: 6a74d0

present!
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No. 909726 ID: 0f15ab

Present!
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No. 909727 ID: bdbe3e

past, lets get some lore
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No. 909731 ID: 7c1ffe

Future for weird cryptic dreams!
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No. 909732 ID: 6432c3

The future feels far too mutable to be useful right now. A glimpse of the present, given the danger we're in, seems prudent.
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No. 909736 ID: 23dc9d

I vote present. Past could be too far back considering vampire ages that it may not be relevent anymore, especially in potentially a bad way. And the future vision sounds too abstract and mutable to be useful.

A vision of the present may give us useful information about what other vampires are doing and planning at this time. Might be good for planning what we should do next tomorrow.
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No. 909738 ID: 0dd477

i like the idea of present tbh!
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No. 909743 ID: 5271ee

past!
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No. 909744 ID: a307f1

Present or past!
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No. 909746 ID: e1d580

The future of the past, so like still the future just a bit less futurey
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No. 909747 ID: b8bc91

present! maybe we'll get a glimpse of who is actively hunting us, and some clues about how to avoid them.
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No. 909749 ID: 8a095e

present!
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No. 909754 ID: a19924

present!
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No. 909755 ID: e5a926

Past! More ricardo content for the soul
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No. 909763 ID: afaf65

we’re already going to get info on the people hunting us from minmin tomorrow. but more importantly, i think future will be the coolest-looking vision, so obviously we should do that
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No. 909773 ID: 1872dc

Present please
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No. 909777 ID: 5e7e41

past!
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No. 909778 ID: bd241b

vote for present
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No. 909789 ID: 9fcd43

Present or future; I feel like an accurate vision of the next night will be more useful than an abstract vision of something that might not even end up happening, but both would be handy to know.
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No. 909796 ID: b463f2

past or present! I'm split on lore vs. current info, which we're pretty short on, the former sounds emotionally intriguing, the latter more Useful for deciding our paths right now.
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No. 909827 ID: 2791fd

present! future is fun but present is more directly useful
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No. 909832 ID: 093a8b

future
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No. 909837 ID: a649da

PASCAL WASH OFF YOUR MAKEUP

hmm....future vision! present is cool but future will be the most useful, as long as we can interpret it right
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No. 909850 ID: e3a778

Future! I agree that we’ll get plenty of info on the current situation from Minmin.
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No. 909882 ID: 7a4f32

auuugh present; as much as i would adore ricardo lore, i think we need to think strategically abt the here and now.

is picking just for the audience and guided by the hand of g-d or does ricardo have an affinity for clairvoyance/mysticism? can you have more than one affinity?
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No. 910022 ID: 270774
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darkness - v.k.
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No. 910023 ID: 270774
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The Staatsoper rises, imperious and white-columned, into the crisp Vienna night.

Within it, ringed by red velvet and gold railings, a high C rings out, pushed with force and passion from the strong lungs of the soprano standing alone in the center of the stage; and as her breath cuts off, there’s the sound of shattering glass from the VIP box closest to the stage.

“New York? NEW YORK?!”

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No. 910024 ID: 270774
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“Constantin, please.” The box is dark, and the second voice sounds equal parts bored and indulgent. “We’re in public.”

You’ve never heard this language spoken — and yet, you know it’s Hungarian, and you understand every word. Broken glass catches the light on the floor, and so do curls of heavy burgundy hair. “He has a particular talent for making me angry!” Heaved, obsolete breaths. The vampires lining the back of the box, standing behind the chairs, are pressing themselves silently back against the curtain. “He does it on PURPOSE! Did he learn nothing?”

“You’re spoiling the aria,” says the second voice, a bit more sternly this time. A sigh. “I’ve told you before. When you discipline your wards based on your whims, you can’t then complain that they’re as unpredictable as you are.”

“I want him back NOW. This is obscene.” Constantin slumps back into his chair, legs spread, heeled shoes dug into the carpet over a glittering layer of wine glass shards. “This is disgusting.”

“I told you already, I’ve sent wards. They’re waiting for backup as we speak.” The second speaker takes slow steps to Constantin’s side, but doesn’t sit. He lowers his voice, addressing the ward standing behind Constantin’s chair. “Can’t you see your sire is upset? Clean that up.”

The ward kneels, long-nailed fingers carefully plucking glass fragments from the wine-soaked carpet. “Backup,” Constantin scoffs. “For what? For a nest of urchins? Are your wards so useless, Cecil?”

“I don’t intend to empty out my toolbox simply because your toybox is missing a piece.” Cecil is dressed in white, and his hands twitch fitfully as he crosses his arms. “But if you’re going to be a nuisance about it —”

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No. 910025 ID: 270774
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When the ward kneeling under the chair stands up, his cupped hands full of broken glass, your silent heart leaps into your throat.

You feel sick.

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No. 910026 ID: 270774
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You haven’t seen this skyline in decades. It’s changed, but it still makes your heart ache.

Two vampires are sitting on a rooftop — one standing, the other dangling their legs.

“Ain’t this a bite,” says the standing vampire. “The boss got us all cranked to come out here, we show up chrome-plated, and whadda we get for it? It’s deadsville. What’s he talkin’ about sending Cleve and Var out here for, anyway? He think we’re not up for it? That’s got me fuckin’ frosted.”

“Rex,” says the other vampire. They’ve got a keychain in their hand, and their phone out to illuminate the screen on it. “I don’t know what you’re fucking saying.”

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No. 910027 ID: 270774
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“Don’t be so cold, Specs.” He drops to a seated position beside them, peering over their shoulder at the keychain. “How’s Rex Jr.?”

“I told you that’s not his name.” There’s a long pause, punctuated only by the sounds of traffic below, and faint beeps as the smaller vampire presses buttons. The wind picks up. “He’s shitting like a demon.”

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No. 910028 ID: 270774
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“I don’t mean in any way to diminish the … intense emotional distress you’re currently feeling,” murmurs Cecil. The sheets shift under his tensed hands, and his face doesn’t change. “But —”
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No. 910029 ID: 270774
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910029

“SHIT!”

Rex falls back against the brick, one arm instinctively flung out towards his partner — as if he could cover them from halfway across the alley. “Jonquil! You alright, buddy?”

“Aces,” Jonquil spits. The words leave their mouth accompanied by blood. They’re riddled with bulletholes. “I mean it. It’s not silver.” Their hand moves in one violent movement, and crushed metal casings scatter across the ground, thrown from their body in a wide, arced splatter across the ground. Rex hesitates. They look up and bark orders. “GO! GET THE DOORS OFF!”

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No. 910030 ID: 270774
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“No need for that, boys.” The vampire standing in the double doors flexes her fingers along the grips of her Tommy guns. “If you Cradle scum wanted to get inside, ya coulda just asked nicely for an invitation.”

There’s a rolling wave of chuckles from behind her, the metallic clicks of more guns being leveled. Rex is closing the distance, one arm held back and tense, and she cracks her neck. “So here’s a nice Brooklyn welcome for ya!”

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No. 910031 ID: 270774
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910031

“You have threescore wards who look exactly like him.”

Constantin’s fangs glint wetly in the candlelight. Cecil’s hand is firm and unyielding at his nape. “Why all this hysteria over ONE of them?” A punitive tug backwards. “Just kill him and be done with it. This tires me. It drains my resources.”

He takes a few hissing breaths before he can speak. The thumbnail of Cecil’s other hand breaks skin at his hip.

“Because, my dear duke.” Constantin’s mouth stays open, but it’s warped, now, into a smile. “Because despite everything, I feel —” A hiss, a sigh. Cecil’s eyes stay lidded and dull. “I feel that in his heart, however deep it’s buried — Pascal Cosovei still hates me.”

That, finally, gets a reaction. Eyebrows lifted a millimeter. Constantin is out of breath.

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No. 910032 ID: 270774
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910032

“And what could be more exciting than that?”

You don’t want to hear any more.
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No. 910034 ID: 270774

END OF CHAPTER ONE
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No. 910054 ID: 270774

CHAPTER TWO: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/910050.html
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