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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 779673" data-attributes="member: 9942">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family SuiteWednesday 11th December, 2002A thunderous crescendo shattered itself across Caitlyn's eardrums, all the fury of Vychtorya's voice resonant as she brought a fraction of her presence to bear on the artist. To the Montagues, her voice, though muted, seemed to cut across the air.(OOC - Vychtorya Dread Gaze diff7 - she has 8 dice, but I'll assume she only uses 2 of them for the 'tiniest bit' - 8,3 = 1 success)The effect was staggering; the cruelty that flashed in Vychtorya's eyes all but froze Caitlyn to the parquet floor in shock, the realisation of the older woman's inner fire savage in its abrupt revelation. For a second locked in time, trapped in her mind with the music caught between the beats, she truly feared what she had awoken.Jemal's mouth gaped open a little, and uncertainty seemed to rule him for a few moments. To Sabrina, the anger in Vychtorya's voice felt akin to her own temper, which throbbed in recognition.In the wake of the storm, the dark wood doors to the music room closed without a sound, well-oiled hinges sliding perfectly into place.The sealing of the portal seemed to break the spell, restoring Caitlyn to her senses within. Adrenaline rushed through her system adding a slight tremble as she moved across the room.In the corridor, rendered darker for the loss of the music room's light, Jemal smoothed back his hair and adjusted his collar as he allowed Vychtorya to take his arm. He seemed about to speak, when a smartly-dressed man, looking to be in his thirties and wearing an earpiece approached the Kindred duo. With a short bow to Jemal, then to Vychtorya, he waited in silence.Jemal cast Vych a sidelong look, as he motioned with his hand towards the man, who seemed to take that as his cue to speak. "Sir, Madam. Messrs Montague and Ashton regret that their business will take longer to conclude than had been hoped. Mr Ashton would also have me relate a message to the lady that one of his evening's guests has a habit for punctuality and he would prefer nothing be left to chance. He asks that you, Sir, escort the lady to the other venue on his behalf and would consider it a personal favour should you do so." He bowed his head slightly at the message's conclusion, as he awaited their reply, but kept his eyes fixed on Jemal's.</blockquote>

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