The meat of it ( Samuel)

[Nobody]

Anthony, Ant to his friend had just stolen the Ulfric position last full moon as his first edict the silver moon pack was about getting that money to that end he had gone back to the lifestyle he was raised in. Drugs whores and violence. This meeting was to inform the other gangs of Brooklyn that his would be leading the way. Vitamin V was drying up and the tweakers were getting thirsty willing to pay top dollar for so much as a dime bag of the stuff. He had a supply that would last to the end of the month. After that it was a dog eat dog world. So i truth this meeting was to extort more product from as much as he could from the other gangs.


Then the door blew off the hinges and he felt the rage of another beast. Ralph was useless. He was mean and violent but was lousy security. He was good at starting trouble and handing out violence but in terms of spotting it before it started he was useless. Damn him that was the problem with bringing the second best fighter in the pack. As the bear barreled through the door the outside guards in his head already dead Ant rose to his feet too little too late pain like he had never felt lanced through his head he was having a hard time breathing let alone thinking and dropped to his knees trying to get through the pain.



Ralph spotted the man coming and felt his beast. His face split in the largest smile possible on his whip thin face this would be a face so worth it. He went to leap into action and Ant stood in his path causing him to pivot back and away form their collision. Doing so gave the bear time to hurt Ant. Oh well looked like the Silver moon would have a new Ulfric soon. AS the guy spoke with an old school Queens accent Ralph laid into him one two three times the blows were backed with nearly his full strength. Enough to lay most men out or cave in their skulls. For good measure he followed them up with a kick to the nuts designed to end the mans family tree right then and there.


The other would be capo's sprang into action as this was clearly a personal matter. The cash simply was not worth it plus the guy was a dick. Let them sort this out there were other ways of making money and enjoying it. This was just stupid. Each scrambled for a way out and as the fight took place sadly they were blocking the main door that left the window and the back door neither was a great option those back stairs were rickety and might cave in at any time. So most of the heads simply pulled back away from the fight to get a better line of fire. If there would be blood it wouldn't be theirs.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She came to him and cupped his face " you don't have anything to prove to me even if I wanted to belive what I heard"

Kissing him quick then dancing back knowing it wouldn't take him much to catch her if he chose. She streched" but I am concerned that this aero seems wreck less and unscrupulous it needs to not be profitable for them to bring it in anymore"

She bit her lip" but I know this could go south fast do I need to send Familia on vacation and make my self scarce?"

[Erick Kelly]

Eric didn't like fighting but he'd caught plenty a beating in life before the change so tho the wolf had strength and a good bit of background in fighting, the bear was stronger and a better fighter. He weight lifted and stayed limber with boxing and yoga.

Taking the first three but blocking the kick with a forearm then closing the space fast wrapping the man in large muscular grasp squeezing till he heard crunching of rib cage. Can't breath can't stand can't fight. Releasing him just enough to bodily toss him down the front stairwell.

He had to be quick rolling an aura of size and intimidating out to the humans so they would think twice about shooting. The other wolf he needed to contain.bringing both large ham fists down on his nape hard enough to just shy of kill him as a wolf. Human would have been dead and have there head at a bad angle.

He roared like the bear he was and flipping the table with the stash on it . Then dove for the window shattering it out completely going over the escape leaving it groaning. Dropping down the next escape then to the ground hearing gun fire having started just behind him after he flipped the table. He was off like a prominent dress running to a safe place no one would look for him at first.

Realizing after he stopped running he'd been shot and cut. The shot went through the shoulder another grazed his arm . He grunted and dug the slug out with a claw glad it Wasn't silver.

[Matthew Gregory]

The man was a wrecking crew if he’d planned this attack there would have been no survivors as it was he wasn’t sure the Silver Moon’s would be able to take the hit without making war with at least one of the gangs present and to make matters worse He had to shoot. He had to the room erupted in a hail of gunfire and of the shooters weren’t so scared a lot of the shots would have been lethal as it was fear clouded their shots. It made them shake and twitch missing their mark. He however wasn’t most shooters he was trained and had more than a clear shot the wrecking crew was headed directly towards him.



He inhaled gauging speed and trajectory and exhaled as he fired moving his dead on up and right by three degrees. It wasn’t much but it was enough to make the kill shot heart dead center into a grazing in and out. If he was an noninfected human it would have dropped him or at least spun him right around. As it was he fired six more times as he moved back and out of the way of the train heading directly at him.



The man for all of his size was a speeding bullet and there was no way except a kill shot to stop him. Matt was a shooter but didn’t know the particulars. So until he did he would hold his fire as best as he could. He would find this guy again there was no way that in this teeming city that there were two people who moved like him at his size with the same tribal tattoos.



That’s right Detective Matthew Gregory was on the case. Though it was the same case he was on just with a hiccup.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Nuzzling her hands as she pulled away Samuel met her eyes allowing her to pull away. "No. Not that never that this early. I wouldn’t have you away from me to save the whole city. Having here is worth far more. But I will have to step up a timetable I was hoping we’d have at least a few more months before I had to act on them."



He well and truly hoped he would have had more time to deal with Aero. They were a nuisance but not a full-fledged bother just yet. Sadly, if they were already speaking and spreading the word to rile up the rest of the trade community they would need to be acted on quickly. Nothing killed a business like lack of faith. " It does mean I will need to rein in the appearance of my looking into Vitamin V, while I deal with them. Not to mention if they really are the first thought of aside from Exauda then they more than likely are the source of at least some of the influx."



It made far too much sense and yet Aero had far too much to lose if things went as far south as things had obviously gone. He was mentally going over what he remembered form Abel’s prep and they had actual holdings and property that could be used against them. It meant they… no that shouldn’t be possible. He paused as realization hit. He looked back at his time in New Orleans.



“My dear detective what was the name of the ship anchored at the dock during the siege?”

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She smiled at him and his assurances then sighed at his assessment " I can try and sit on a raid of the docks to give more time or would that help at this point give them a reason to try and get your help?"

She waited then blinked when he asked her about the seige. Her head tilted he remembered something she thought briefly but there it was like a phantom from the oceans bottom " C.S Bellaronica out of nyc..I remember thinking that was an odd name for a ship like a mixture of Veronica and belladonna are you saying?"

No way it was that much a coincidence she was floored.

[Erick Kelly]

Eric realized the holes in him weren't knitting closed as quick damn. That guy he blew past the cop smelling one had silver in his gun. He guess he understood why he'd been fired on but the wound hurt like a ..lot of things.

He sighed softly long sleeve black button downs it was for the rest of the week. Looking behind him to make sure the pack didn't fallow but he didn't sense them.

He made it to his shop cleaned the wounds bandaged him self and changed clothes after a hot shower to wash any remaining glass out of his hair and off his body. Tying the long dark mane into a ponytail and looking all the world like an everyday Joe save his size and coloration. Back to shop keep for now.

[Matthew Gregory]

Matt was breaking down the scene and plotting a way out that wouldn’t bring too much suspicion on him. Sadly there was no way out subtlely. So when in doubt play to the bone and so he did. Scrambling over the glass on purpose making a good deal of noise cursing up a storm. How in the wild world of sports was anyone to do business when they were being led around by their nose at the hands of one of them infected. He turned nasty and cruel spouting the stupid inane rhetoric that HAV plastered all over their website. The words left a horrible taste in his mouth but he was sure that such idiocy would make sure no one would connect him with the whirlwind of destruction that breezed through. It would also give him an alibi for missing his shots as much as he had.



Hopefully they wouldn’t have noticed his dropped phone had been recovered and slipped away. They didn’t instead they were so angry at his blatant racist xenophobia they asked him to leave and never return. Okay so there was some honor amongst thieves or at least scumbag drug dealers. He had as much as he could use and it was better than the alternative he needed to get scarce analyze his recordings as well as get Moni up to speed.



They needed to rework the units maps If the Silver Moons were running the other gangs that meant that the known map of Brooklyn at least was wrong. If the lines were wrong by too much all their careful work at tracking back routes and shutting things down was off maybe by a lot.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

" Yes that’s the name and the ship is owned by Aero. It’s their flag ship. Their first big hauler and always captained by one of the Major partners usually by Captain Xavier Magnussen formerly of the Merchant Marines and most back water combat zones across the Mediterranean. As far as I could tell he wasn’t in New Orleans at the time."



Rubbing his chin as he thought he began to pace. As he spoke out loud. " Captains are a strange breed they would rather die than pass over the reins of their ships. Unless it was something they wanted to have plausible deniability on. A certain shipment. Xavier at heart is a smuggler he would know how to hide anything easily noticed he knows coffee doesn’t work it would have to be somewhere unsearchable or at least difficult to search… He had something on that haul I know it for a fact. If he was behind the initial pop without Eric to move it he would have had to drop it somewhere so he could come back and get it. But he’s had almost six months to do so…"



He was adding things in his head faster than he spoke but he knew that shape of his attack on Aero and a few maneuvers that would at the very least unseat Magnussen and open the door. It would work better with a surfeit of liquid capital as well as pressure but he was loathed to talk with Mouse about a loan but he might just have to. Capital wasn’t an issue quick liquid was.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She watched him lip tucked in her teeth and was about to ask him again if he needed to have the raid held off when her phone vibrated and she knew the tone. Normally she'd n9t answer the phone at all while with Sam but Matt held priority. She listened to her messages and cursed softly.

She saved hung up and groaned" so apparently Matt was undercover at a boss meeting in Brooklyn and the silver moons are taking over the v trade but the best part is a giant man with a tribal tat and Irish accent ruined the meeting when he ran through like a freight train flipping drugs and attacking the alpha. I mean who is this guy?"

She was being hypothetical and pacing they had a vigilante that might either help of muck it all up.

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

Samuel accepted his faults one of which was vanity and a certain self-importance. Yes he was talking mostly to himself yet aloud. The fact that his Detective took a call however shut him down cold. He paused watching as her face betrayed some serious matter. No one stole form him and yet that’s what he felt whirling up in him. He knew it was small minded and would never voice it. Yet it was there how dare anyone call her while she was with him. He knew it was partially from the full moon coming yet he also knew that wasn’t just it. It was him and he accepted it even as it was a bitter pill to swallow.



Then she spoke and not only as all forgiven but it was all his fault. While they were at the conference and he was lost in his feelings of the past he’d received a call via a friend of a friend. He knew the layout of the city ad knew where the other hailed from but hadn’t time to get back to them. He hadn’t any real news he was willing to share so he hadn’t bothered to get back with the state of his actions just yet. Now it was coming home to roost. He could only think of one group let alone one person that would be responsible. He choked back the name of the group, the Luna Phasmatis and their leader Erick. Damn too many loose threads not enough time to tie them off.



He knew Monica wouldn’t dare let it slide but he tried to continue pacing even as his thoughts were heavy enough to weigh him into the spot he stood. Clearing his throat, he thought of how best to relay what he knew and why for once he knew far less than he should. Coming up empty he just shared, “That means that the Luna is against it Vitamin V. I’d put up at least a mile barrier around Greenpoint as its clearly against the influx. This however means that there will be at least three murders in the next month. Luna Phasmatis are not punks and the Silver moons are, they are at best land pirates with no real leadership. "



Smauel stopped as he mentally pulled back from the map as he knew it in his head. Silver moons and Luna Phasmatis in Brooklyn with a few rogues floating the Lunar Blood who oned most of the real estate north of 175th with the Scythe of blood floating in and out of everywhere not too mention his own Pride who were not to be trifled with. The Ombra Del Passato were not to be trucked with by anyone at all. Aside from him the Pride was not to tested they were still reeling from the loss of Kasha’s Rex last year. It meant no it meant Aero was being supported by one of two wild groups which mena it would be war in the streets.

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She watched him missing nothing and something had him spooked that was not good. She waited and didn't demand and was rewarded when he started talking but wasn't at all what she'd expected and was a fair sight worse then she thought." So wait the Luna I know that name we all do as we protect and police mostly preturnatual cases..bears? So the bears are against drugs but the wolves are stepping into them. Shiiiii...this is going to get bad fast can we talk to either group?"

She was happy that there was some sort of back up in the groups but a war was the last thing they needed. Now she was pacing she didn't ask if he knew the leaders she'd taken for granted he knew everything so he had to know." Is this going to make aero harder to take down?"

[Samuel Banks-Walker]

He went to the bag as he was cooling down laying into it to work through some mental acrobatics. " It will make it harder on everything hard to sneak in and out of anywhere without one or the other knowing. The sleuth are smaller but they are better organized in terms of staying in communication with each other I think they are old school enough to have phone trees in place still. Talking always helps but what is there to say the Silver Moons are all but a group of rogues. They are the lycanthrope equivalent of the Real World Road Rules group. It’s the problem with New York too many groups with big ego’s and not enough common sense."



He also didn’t mention that as Militis his job was to find out how to break each group should it be needed. Breaking the Silver Moons would place the Ombra on the board so to speak. He needed to find a way to do so without it being anywhere near official otherwise he would need to involve his Regina. First his brother then her that wouldn’t work logistically. Yes it makes Aero well and truly that much harder to deal with. They hadn’t involved themselves with the preternatural previously but I am guessing bad money makes strange bedfellows."

[Matthew Gregory]

The funny thing was that while the city never slept every organization in the city moved glacially slow. So thirty -five minutes into what he knew would be a long night he’d already called Moni and begun his searches hoping against hope that the bear of a man was in the database. Any database somewhere. He lucked out on a hunch. The accent had him hoping for an import he was in luck. Medical Asylum due the pressures and laws of the UK at the time meant he was a known lycanthrope and his moving to New York was logged and forgotten. He was a florist instead of the MMA fighter Matt expected. Thank god he thought as he called Moni back.



“You won’t believe this I got ahit. He’’s kind of a big deal. First medial asylum in the US. Out and proud lycanthrope and guess what else Giuliani that lovable hitler wanna be had him tracked we know his business home and email address. Wanna go talk with our would be Robin Hood?”

[Monica Davis-banks walker]

She watched him and nodded taking in the news and didn't like how things were shaping up. Then it got worse the phone rang again and she looked an apology to Sam. Answered listened and then" No way your kidding"

She knew Samuel could hear Matt like he was there so she didn't need to repeat it" yeah yeah I can meet you at the parking lot on the corner down the block from that shop I actually know it well he does good work"

Hanging up she sighed " Well Matt found him which might be a blessing I suppose we need a good copy to his bad one and maybe a friendly face will help. I never put it together always felt bear in the shop but out of respect."

She slid off the counter and went to him kissing him with all the words she couldn't say and all the ones she had before" staying here tonight?"

It was her way of asking if he wanted her to come back when she was done for the night.