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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 825966" data-attributes="member: 9942">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family SuiteWednesday 11th December, 2002Carrick's laugh, pure as a note rung from cut crystal, seemed to break the tension that was forming in the movement, dissipating the building cacophony. "She certainly follows the passion of the moment; I doubt any discord will be lasting. Then and now are such different things to her, you see, and the ghost of the past is easily banished." His smile broadened at her reflection, one eyebrow crooking upwards in a mockery of surprise. "Yes. To more cheerful things; I think formality is the last thing you'll find at Antiquities."They rounded the corner, and stepped into the music room. The percussion of the gentleman's leather soles on the wood parquet floor rang out to Cate as he strode across to the window. "The view's quite spectcular from here, isn't it? I always feel that from this distance one can sense the city as if it were alive itself; even beneath the patina of all of those who eke out their existance here - something bigger than all of us, but part of us all..."(OOC - Carrick self-control  - 10,9,4,3 - clan weakness overcome) Carrick seemed to lose his focus for a moment as he stared out of the window, overcome by the sensations cast by the neon-lit metropolis, before turning to look at her with a rather appologetic crease to his forehead. "It's hypnotic, sometimes. I am sorry."</blockquote>