[b]Name:[/b] Othen
[b]Character Concept:[/b] Gargoyle (doesn't turn to stone at day, only becomes a lot weaker)
[b]Trouble:[/b] Banned from his community for the most part due to own misbehavior.
[b]Scene:[/b] [hider]The night was dark, but clear. There wasn't as much as a single, thin cloud to reflect the abundance of scattered light emanating from the city back to its origin. All those cars, houses, skycrapers, promotional signs and street lamps weren't nearly as polluting under such cold and bone dry conditions as they were otherwise, allowing for a nearly black object crossing the skies to remain unseen. There were only those short disruptions in the steady glow of singular stars when it crossed the path of their light, but noone noticed.

Othen was flying high still, trying to avoid noise as his wings had to work a lot harder with the rather massive copper rod dangling from his clawed feet. Luckily not [i]all[/i] of the abandoned car factories had been completely looted and stripped to the core yet. And if his plan for today's night would work out not only he would soon have at least a bunch of hours to roam freely and discover other details about this city...

The target was dead ahead. Massive cables, isolators, rails and housings littered with cooling fins were rising into the sky, encaged by a fence that clearly said: 'No trespassing!'. Well... not for him, not this night. Othen dropped his cargo and watched the massive piece as it accelerated downwards towards the area. There was a loud bang accompanied by the immediate onset of sizzling noises and a bright flash that didn't go away either. A reddish glow soon followed, indicating that a fire had broken out. And then Detroit's lights went dark...

Roughly one week later. Unlike the fateful night, the room was so brightly illuminated that Othen's dark figure contrasted against the white floor tiles almost uncomfortingly for the naked eye. Another figure almost as tall as he was walked around him and didn't grow tired of constantly bellowing more and even more words:

"I hate to repeat myself: Is there even the faintest glimpse of an idea in your completely ossified brain about what you've done ?"

"I've dropped a thick copper bar onto the primary outputs of the transformer station."

"Oh yeah. Now [i]that's[/i] true! And frankly speaking if you weren't such a big ass I'd drop [i]you[/i] from somewhere as well! That blackout lasted for almost a fucking day and spread almost into Canada!"

"And ? Everybody knows that this country's power grid is about as messed up and delapidated as your average politician! Can't you enjoy even for the slightest while that everyone of our kind was allowed to roam free and undisturbed for an entire night ?"

"Oh yes, I can! I really can! Do you really think there'd be anyone of us who doesn't thing poorly about all those... inventions... the last century has brought upon us ?"

"Seems so there is. Right in front of me..."

"Shut up! You got me and I know it! However you have to understand two things... [b]First:[/b] At least inside this goddamn city we have an agreement that none of our kind is allowed to purposefully do harm to any human being! [b]Second:[/b] Do you think the other supernaturally gifted individuals were very amused about this... disturbance ? The ordinary human might struggle to explain how this 'accident' could happen, but I'm sure your average vampire administrator does far less so! I wish I could transfer all the heat I'm feeling onto you!"

Othen said nothing. He just looked at his interrogator as the other man had finally stopped circling around and sat down again, leaning forwards to look him into his eyes.

"[i]You[/i] have screwed up very, very hard! And you know what kind of consequence that will have... No voting rights at our conclaves! It will be a dishonorable act to support you unless in the most extreme cases! A complete cutout from our information network! In other words... [b]You're out![/b] At least for the unforeseeable future! And now piss off!"[/hider]