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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 729154" data-attributes="member: 9942">The Club Bar and Grill, Madison Square Garden00:58, 11/30/2002House TremereAisling remained quiet, but attentive throughout the reports, brief as they were, "Perhaps the Ventrue and Toreador may pry him out of his silence," an incline of her head indicated the group's approach towards the corner table. She cleared her throat,"Mr Vanderweyden is a seer of sorts after his clan's most traditional bent. His visions are often elusive after the fact, however, and my assistance in unlocking them has, before now,  brought the clan some useful hints of what is to come. A useful ally most definitely." She paused in thought, her eyes fixed on the shadow-shrouded table."¿Pero la claridad de su voz,  corta derecho a nuestros corazones, no?" Genie replied with a wry smile. Wainwright gave out an audible snort. His glare still had not moved an inch, remaining intent on Gabriel's forehead._____________Elizabeth, Morgan and MaxMax's sire remained aloof from the growing discomfort of his interview... yes, perhaps that was what it was? Elizabeth's face mollified swiftly into a radiant expression, hinting at pride and pleasure intermixed. Her smile showed her teeth. "You, of all here, needn't fear me Max. The others are afraid of our passion, 'lack of control' they call it, yet on the blood of the Brujah was the city won..." She shook her head, the gesture sending strands of golden hair across her face, though she released his arm to brush them aside. "We will not be so easily forgotten; put aside as we were before once our use is concluded."(Elizabeth Entrancement diff 2 - 9,6,5,4,2,1,1 plus willpower - 4 successes (duration one month)) Perhaps it was a moment of truth, the revelation of such unexpected honesty, but it seemed Elizabeth's persona shifted in that moment. Her confidence in him (she said 'We', right, and she's proud of me?) gave him a sense of purpose; it would only be the honourable thing to reciprocate such honesty, surely?_____________Carrick, Jemal, Nathaniel, Sabrina and VychtoryaThe quintet, lead by Carrick and Nathaniel, came to a halt before the shadowed corner table. The features of the man (?) on the opposite side of the table were, even so close, indistinct. It was as if the darkness itself clung to his frame, blurring the lines and deflecting the eye. Both Mr Ashton and Mr Montague bowed low, introducing themselves and their progeny in the most formal terms;"Carrick Ashton, childe of Maria santa Lucia of the line of the de Corazon Toreador. I present my childe Vychtorya-Lyn Fayrchyld.""Nathaniel Montague, childe of Simon Montague of the Ventrue descended from the Lady Almanov. I bring my childer Jemal Montague of my own line and," His pause was fractional, barely noticeable, and his expression hidden "Sabrina Montague, who is of my household."The hitherto silent man they addressed waved aside the etiquette with a sharp gesture of his right hand "Let them talk. I want to hear what they say for themselves." His hand rotated, palm upraised, expectant, though his face remained hidden.</blockquote>

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