HIS NAME IS JEREMY

Misha accepted the kiss from Aless gladly. Just a casual kiss made her heart race, she oozed sensuality and Misha was in love with it. She smirked and looked up as Sorrin announced the situation, waiting at the table.

The hitchhiker smiled an nodded. "It sure is, I-"

At that moment, Victor could feel the Beast well up rapidly. Angry. Annoyed. Frustrated. It was a sharp rush, filled with white heat and supernatural sentience and for a moment, Victor lost control of himself and the Beast took over. lurching from your chair, you snarl loudly, teeth bared, eyes aflame at the hitchhiker for this petty intrusion. How dare he. 

The hitchhiker brought his fingers to his mouth and emitted a sharp, loud, whistle, pulled a gun, and shot out the front left tire with a couple of well placed shots. With a loud KAPOW, the tire blew, and the RV took a dip at the off balance.

From the tree beyond, dark large figures along the snowy hillside began to move quickly.

Alana startles at the sound of the tire popping, her hand almost instinctively going for the dagger hooked in her boot. Drawing it subtly, ideally out of sight for now, Alana moves to peer out of the back windows subtly, trying to count how many enemies there are, her phone shoved into her dagger case in her boot for now, her dagger clutched readily. 

Seeing all of this occur, Sorrin's eyes widen slightly and he glances at the man before him before giving a sad, if not slightly intrigued smile. He opens the door and holds out his hands making it clear that he is unarmed (though his sword is still hidden within arm's reach) and calls out loudly, "Now now! There's no need to get needlessly violent here. We mean no harm."

Victor draws his pistol, levels it towards Jeremy's skull and fires, aiming to end his existence.

Misha turned her attention to the front on the RV as she heard the gunshots. She stood up, and turned off the lights in the RV, making it nice and dark so whoever was outside couldn't see inside. She stood up, and quickly made sure Alana and Aless were OK, then peered out and saw the hitchhiker with a gun.

As Sorrin called out to Jeremy, Jeremy ignored him and fired shots at the rear left tires, cause the RV to lurch from the lack of pressure towards that direction.

"You're going to need something other than that dagger, sweetheart." Misha said to Alana, watching Jeremy from the tinted windows shoot out the other tires. "Time to get my leetle friend."

Misha reached up to a compartment and hit a button. It opened, revealing a massive assault rifle. She popped a clip in it, and with a loud CHIK CHAK, cocked it, and lowered one of the windows, aiming at Jeremy. Four large werewolves sprinted up from the west down the snowy slope on all fours, charging towards the RV.

"Cover your ears." Misha warned to the girls, aiming.

Alana peers out the window and nods. "Pretty but useless. Well. Aless. Would you like a drink?" Alana moves to pour them some blood wine quietly, her dagger resting on the counter beside her just in case. 

Sorrin sensed the incoming werewolves, and released a sigh as this Jeremy fellow shot out the second tire. Scratching the back of his head, in a flash of movement, his blade was in hand (still sheathed). He looked to Jeremey and called out, stepping in front of him, a little less hospitable, "Hey." A daunting aura surrounds Sorrin as he begins to speak, "I said, let's talk."

With the events going on around her, the grip Alessandra had on her juice box was tight enough that it exploded in her hands, blood splattering all over her torso. It didn’t take much to see how infuriated she was, at what, who knew, because all she did was go to the back room and slam the door shut and let the others deal with it.

As Alana looks through the alcohol, the idea of making a molotov comes to mind. "Hey Misha. How helpful would molotov be right now?" She's already moving to get a few tags that look like Aless wouldnt mind losing. Setting bottles of alcohol out on the counter. If I do this. I'll pay you back Aless. 

Alana brings a rag and bottle of alcohol over and peers out the window beside Misha, attempting to make eye contact with one of the werewolves charging at them, forcing their memories of the last few minutes out of their head in an attempt to phase them, muttering softly. "Forget."

"I am not sure, ees snowing outside, and i've seen your aim, my love." Misha said, waiting to see if Sorrin's daunt took affect. "Might be time to use deeceeplines, ya?"

ROUND ONE
Sorrin VS Jeremy: Sorrin daunts Jeremy. Sorrin, please roll Manipulation + Intimidate - adding your dots in Presence to the pool vs a DV of 2.
Misha VS Jeremy: Misha is waiting to see the results of the Daunt before blowing up Jeremy.
Aless VS her frustration
Alana VS Werewolf: Alana, please roll Charisma + Dominate vs a DV of 4.
Victor VS Werewolf: Roll Composure + Firearms vs a DV of 3.

ROUND ONE OUTCOME
Sorrin VS Jeremy: Sorrin daunts Jeremy. Sorrin, please roll Manipulation + Intimidate - adding your dots in Presence to the pool vs a DV of 2.
Sorrin succeeds with a margin of 1. Jeremy drops the gun and slowly begins to back off.
Misha VS Jeremy: Misha is waiting to see the results of the Daunt before blowing up Jeremy.
Misha takes the shot. A thunderous burst of bullets erupts from the assault rifle, aimed at Jeremy's head. In a magnificent explosion of matter, his head explodes.
Aless VS her frustration
She's workin' on it.
Alana VS Werewolf: Alana, please roll Charisma + Dominate vs a DV of 4.
One of the werewolves staggers, and then stands there, confused.
Victor VS Werewolf: Roll Composure + Firearms vs a DV of 3.
A hit! One of the werewolves roars in pain! It's not enough to drop him, he's still advancing, but he's hurt!

Misha turns and aims at the werewolves. Jeremy is dead. One werewolf is momentarily confused. The other three rush at the RV, splitting up, surrounding it.

Intentions for Round Two, please.

Victor aims his rifle at the wolf he shot previously and pulls the trigger as it approaches the RV, hitting it again, although once again the shot doesn't go as deep as he would like it to go (4 successes vs. DV 3 for 4 damage).

Alana attempts to confuse another werewolf that she can make eye contact with, erasing the last few minutes from its mind. 

2 success vs 4 : Failure

"Futu-ți dracului!" Sorrin saw the shot coming, but there was little he could do to stop Misha from blowing Jeremy's head off after he had surrendered. Realizing from that shot that he was human on top of that made him tsk, then turn to face the oncoming werewolves. "Damnit...so be it." He drops the sheath to his sword then starts running to meet the werewolves halfway. Shouting as he charges, "I don't want to kill you, but don't think I won't kick your faces into the snow!"

Sorrin swings at the first werewolf that he comes within range of. (Critical success! 8 successes to 3 failures. Non-lethal)

Alessandra puts on the next episode of The Office and munches on some Takis when she hears them winning the battle.

ROUND TWO
Sorrin advances on a werewolf. Attacking with his blade to subdue, the werewolf attempts to dodge and weave out of the way but fails! Margin of 5 and your sword is a +2 weapon so you do 7 superficial damage, which is halved for a final of 4. (All superficial damage in this game is halved, unlike aggravated damage.) It's a solid hit!

Alana fails to influence another werewolf.

Misha aims for the one that is confused! Margin of 4 plus 4 for the assault rifle is a total of 8 aggravated damage. (Bullets cause aggravated damage, and thus not halved.) The confused werewolf drops. "GOT EEM!" she yells.

Victor fires his pistol again! a margin of 1 plus his gun of +3 is a total of 4 aggravated damage! The werewolf spins and hits the snow, dead.

Two werewolves left.

(I just realized - I also said that werewolves suffer superficial damage from aggravated damage weapons, so I'm kinda messing up this combat, but oh well. This'll be practice. I'll do better next time.)

When the wolf fails to be memory wiped, Alana narrows her eyes on a new one, muttering with annoyance. "Forget." 

1 success

Victor 4
Sorrin 4
Alana 1
Misha 4

rolling for the werewolves when I get home.

Suspecting the battle to pretty much be over by now, Alessandra pauses the episode and unlocks her phone to dial a towing service since two of her tires were shot out and RV itself only carried one. When the man on the other line picked up she began to give him some sort of direction to their location.

"Yeah, it's a pretty big RV so just make sure you bring a big truck... On I-90E, yep... No that's not gunshots you're hearing in the background, sir, please focus."

FINAL ROUND
VICTOR VS WEREWOLF1: Victor with 4 successes fires more shots at one of the two last remaining werewolves while it claws at him! The werewolf rolls 2 successes, so Victor wins the contest by 2 +3 for his gun for a total of 5 aggravated damage. It was a violent exchange, but Victor got some shots in. It's almost dead! 
SORRIN VS WEREWOLF2: Sorrin slashes at the other werewolf while it attacks him with it's claws and teeth! 4 vs 2, Sorrin wins the exchange, doing margin 2 + 3 sword damage for a total of 5 superficial damage, the werewolf folds to the ground, impaired, and out of the fight for now.
ALANA VS WEREWOLF1: Alana rolled 1 success, but so did the werewolf, it's a draw, so in contests ties go to the active player, so that's Alana. The werewolf shakes his head, confused!
MISHA VS WEREWOLF2: Misha aims, pulls the trigger, and in a head splattering mess, werewolf2 loses it's head and falls over dead. "Whoops! Sorry!" she calls out.

Only one momentarily confused werewolf remains.