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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4626652" data-attributes="member: 79171">Embarrassed, Clover straightened up and re-buttoned her shirt, knotting her necktie into a neat little bow. Ventrue.This seemed all too typical to Clover, these "clans." When you're at the top of the social ladder, you tend to see the world through different eyes. In New York City, there had been all types of people: the weirdo bums on the street, the thugs, the artists, the clubbers, and the ones at the top, the CEOs, etc. Clover had never really considered that there might be more than one type of vampire, just like people. She had assumed that all vampires collectively slept in coffins and were invisible in mirrors. What Tony was talking about was actually kind of intriguing. She politely stared into Tony's eyes. This man seemed like a flamboyant idiot (hell, it now seemed that Tony and Koln were one in the same, but at least Koln didn't make Clover want to pop him one in the face every waking moment!) but perhaps he could be useful. She nodded, "The little girl's name was Suzy. Her mother was named Mavis. She was last seen at the police station." She hesitated, then decided that Tony seemed trustworthy enough. Either that, or he was bored and looking for a thrill, and a band of new vampires was just his cup of tea, "We were at the station last night looking for her, actually. We tracked her down into the sewer, then lost her scent."She then sat up straight and allowed a grateful smile to pass her lips, "And really, Tony, we would be glad for any kind of help that you could offer us."</blockquote>

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