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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 1068913" data-attributes="member: 9942">Antiquities Nightclub, ManhattanWednesday 11th December, 2002Vychtorya - per/empathy - 10,8,6,4,4,3 reroll 8 = 4 successes)"...and you dare, you dare to question the order of my house, you upstart pimp? I am not a man to stand by and idly watch as your petty band of thieves and vagabonds tears the heart out of what is mine..."It was a familiar enough dance, easy to read. Shockingly so, perhaps, for the refined young kindred would have expected greater restraint from one of the city's elders. The rage boiling over with every sharp ennunciation was all too genuine for her to be comfortable with and it seemed to her that the harpy, Brujah to the core, was close to losing control of his own tongue as he weathered the storm. Vych could see his eyes narrow as Nathaniel provided him with more ammunition for the coming assault, and Mazz's lips pursed into a thin smile even as his hands curled into fists by his sides. The five or six people nearest the pair just stared agape at the spectacle, caught in the moment as prey animals awaiting their deaths.Across the bar, she could see Caitlyn and her companion pressing for service. While the singer seemed distracted on the wings of a song, the young man with her was watching the little drama unfold with an interested expression.</blockquote>