The Club Bar and Grill, Madison Square Garden
00:59, 11/30/2003
House Tremere
Eugenio reclined in his chair somewhat nodding his agreement with Nikolai as he smoothed out his moustache, before he turned his head back towards Aisling.
"There is no problem without remedy, whelp," came the diminutive Regent's response in a clipped tone, "there was a time when such as you were considered oathbreakers and treated accordingly. If the council have granted you mercy, I shall not gainsay it." Gabriel could feel the hostility, tightly controlled in Wainwright's voice, "but I shall be watching you. We shall all be watching you."
Sturbridge cleared her throat softly, bringing Wainwright's attention, thankfully, away from Gabriel. "Well, as I was saying it seems Mr Vanderweyden should bear close attention from our house. Eugenio? Will you make the overtures; you know how I fare in political circles. Ephraim, the Kenilworth's research programme continues to dominate your time, I trust?" A sharp jerk of Wainwright's head seemed to signify his assent and her attention returned to the two apprentices, "Do the others here bear watching? You have both seen more of the events than we, would that it were otherwise..."
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Elizabeth, Max and Morgan
The details of Elizabeth's face absorbed Max as much as her words, as she drew herself closer to him, narrowing the distance as she lowered her voice, "Through unity. That's how the Justicars used the Brujah in the field, that's how we won the city. That's how we'll keep it. I'll not forget you, Max. Don't forget me." She pulled away sharply, back to a more normal approximation of conversational space. "You should meet Marlena my ,our, sister-in-blood. She may tell you more about our clan's immediate situation." Elizabeth winked at him, as she withdrew her hand from his arm. He could feel Morgan step closer behind him.
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the Petitioners and the Prince
"All are welcome in New York." the more the Kindred listened, the more apparant it was that the voice seemed ragged about the edges. "Provided they obey the rules I've set for the good of all of us." The Prince remained shrouded in the darkness, which seemed deeper around his sparse figure than in the corner itself.
A racking wheeze issued from the stranger at Sabrina's question; a sound which only after consideration, could be interpreted as laughter. To the child, however, it seemed quite terrifying.
The hand which extended beyond the shadows to take the offering was pale and gnarled almost beyond recognition as a usable appendage. Chipped nails, almost talons, grew from the glisteningly blanched flesh that was too-thin on the bone. Yet with a surprising facility, it grasped the silk, unfolding it swiftly in a manner evocative of a carrion bird picking at its meal. Long fingers plucked out the object secreted within the material and the deep red of the crystal reflected what little light reached into the corner across white skin. The Prince raised the heart-shaped structure, catching more light through it and staining his hand redder in the reflected glow.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
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