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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 760912" data-attributes="member: 9942">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family SuiteWednesday December 11th, 2003The oak doors swung easily open at Sabrina's touch, a feat of strength that would have seemed all but impossible to the child but two weeks earlier. They glid quickly over the boards of the study floor in two broad, swift arcs and bumped to rest against the sides of the cabinet wall with a final <thud>.Framed in the light of the desk lamp, Carrick Ashton was already looking in Sabrina's direction, as if alerted to her presence even before she had taken the decision to open the door. His expression was nonchalant, amused, even as he folded himself back into one of the two overstuffed chairs Nathaniel kept for guests in his refuge.Nathaniel looked up, turning from Carrick to face Sabrina. He glanced behind her, eyes catching Jemal's with a wry expression, before returning to his neice. His lips pursed into a thin smile. "Well, Jemal does have work to do. It probably just slipped his mind, my sweet." He rose to his feet from behind the desk. With his shirt unbuttoned at the top, tie undone and shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows he looked far less the starched veteran of the courts he had the other night at Elysium. Fatigue, perhaps, was evident in his eyes to close observation. He reached out to Sabrina, offering to lift her up as he walked over to a cabinet flush into the study wall.Pulling down the door to form a leather-topped shelf, the contents - a collection of bottles and glasses - were made visible. The elder Ventrue drew out a cut crystal glass, broad-based and heavy in design which caught the low light, sending an array of tiny rainbows over the bottles which in turn refracted the light, throwing a luminescence across Nathan's face. He took out a heavy decanter, dark liquid sloshing thickly against the sides of the crystal and painting the inside crimson in its wake. One handed, he removed the stopper, pouring out the thick ichor into the glass, which he passed, deftly, to Sabrina.(OOC - Sabrina self control - 10,5,4 - 1 success; good for whatever you do for 1 round which, if it involves drinking blood, will give her 2 points and end the stimulus) </blockquote>

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