Victor laughs at the memory of the lost eye. "I do hope that everyone exits my birthday with the same amount of body parts that they entered it with. That? I paid about 5,000 for it. Kinda disappointing, I would've assumed that their most expensive drink would be a fancy wine, champagne, even a vodka. Oh well, that happens."

Sorrin chuckled at the conversations and simply sits beside Victor as he enjoys his drink.

Alana sips her wine and smiles. "Expensive whiskey isnt always the best. If you'd like, I have plenty of wine to go around." She waves to her blood red wine and sips it with a friendly smile.

Misha was disappointed at the scotch whiskey, but she knew it wasn't Victor's fault. She waved the bartender over and uttered a single word, looking him dead in the eyes.

"Refund." she commanded. For a moment, the bartender froze, his calm demeanor completely still. After a tense moment of them staring at each other, the bartender nodded, saying. "I will refund this." he said, taking the bottle away, but leaving the glasses.

Misha nodded, "Thank you."

Victor chuckles as Misha works her magic on the bartender. "I never get tired of watching you do that."

"Mortals are easily swayed." Misha admitted. "But, I believe a trip to Niagra Falls ees een order?"

"Yep. It's not a trip to Canada without seeing the falls."

“Maybe we can play some Uno or War on our way over!” Alessandra brightens up at the mention of going to the falls, her tone serious about playing the card games and not praising the lord. Unless it got to that of course. 

"I'm cool for some card games."

The coterie decided to go to Niagra Falls. Driving. In the RV. For 41 hours. 

We packed our things, paid our way, and said farewell to Prince Siegfried and his hospitality through Sheriff Julia.

Driving out of Canada, we headed east through Washington. It rained that day. It was Victor's birthday today, and we were casually planning the event when we entered Montana. We were about to enter the Lolo National Forest when we were stopped by the Department of Agriculture officers in uniform, heavily armed.

One of them signaled us to stop and roll down the window.

Victor sighs, walks up to the front of the RV and cautiously rolls down one of the windows. "Is there a problem, officers?"

You are confronted by two officers at the window. One male, one female. Further up at the road block, three more officers were standing on casual alert.

"Evening." says the male officer, looking at you, and past you into the cabin. "Where you guys headed?" Behind him, you can feel the female officer's intent gaze upon you.

Before you can answer, the female officer pats her colleague on the shoulder. "I got this one." The male officer looks at her, nods, and leaves. The female officer approaches the window. Her eyes have a slight supernatural glow to them now.

"Be careful out there." she says, "We've had some Lupine attacks lately - for whatever reason they're becoming more aggressive. They've been using the forest highway to jump us. If you're planning on stopping here, I wouldn't recommend it - just drive through."

Victor nods at the female officer, who is apparently Kindred. "Thanks for the heads-up. Sorrin, keep going until we're out of here." He then went back to go play Uno with the others, suggesting that any further "festivities" can wait until they've passed through the forest.

The female officer nods, waving you through.

The forest highway was dark, and it was a cold and beautiful night with the stars clearly overhead.

Misha was looking at her huge hand of Uno cards, clearly bummed SOMEONE had slammed Draw Four cards combined with bad luck on not getting the color OR number cards she needed when she needed them. She wasn't down for the count just yet, and steeled her resolve as she organized her hand as best she could.

Sorrin: After about an hour of driving through the long rounded highway, you notice a hitchhiker along the road, giving you a thumbs up, clearly wanting to be picked up.

"****!" Misha moans as Aless plops down another Draw Four. "How many of those do you hef!" she whined in disbelief.

Alana sips her wine and watches, playing Uno with the others but with less competitiveness as the others. Half her attention is on her phone in her free hand, doing some checkups on the club and such. 

Victor can't help but chuckle at seeing Alessandra drop another Draw Four on Misha. "All of them, apparently."

Alessandra sits back in her seat with a confident smirk tugging at the corner of her lip, legs crossed while she held her remaining card in one hand. “Wanna find out?”

Misha squinted her eyes and smiled. "Of course, don't be reeludicuos. But, you forgot to say Uno."

Sorrin spotted the hitchhiker and recalling the potential danger in the area felt it would be best to lend a helping hand. He calls out to the group, "Stopping to talk to this man for a moment, please act mortal." He then parks the RV just in beside the stranger and rolls down the window, keeping a hand on his sword, hidden under the window.

"Evening~ You okay out here? It seems a little late for a walk."

Alessandra pouts a bit before sticking her tongue out at Misha playfully. “Rules, schmules, games practically done anyways.” She puts her last card to the side and leans over the table to give the red head a quick kiss on the lips. “And I’m hungry.” She slides out of the booth and heads to the fridge, her eyes glancing over to the hitchhiker on the road.

She makes no comment as Sorrin stops the RV to speak to them, grabbing a juice box filled with blood before closing the fridge door with her hip. With her hearing, she listens in on the conversation.