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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Catulle" data-source="post: 972802" data-attributes="member: 9942">Antiquities Nightclub, ManhattanWednesday 11th December, 2003Carrick, Maria, Sabrina and VychtoryaThe elder nodded her approval as Vychtorya backed away, and Sabrina could see her hold the departing woman's back in those farsighted eyes. When the crowd suged around her, concealing her from view, Maria turned back to her favoured childe and the neonate in his arms."It happens that, sometimes, a sire Embraces..." she let her voice trail a little, pensive, "...inappropriately. They choose poorly or for the wrong reasons. In cases such as these, it is normal that either the sire, childe or both will perish. Of course, this is in a city with an established leadership. I wish you all the best fortunes in the nights ahead, Sabrina. My house seems keen to afford you protection in addition to Mr Montague's... however your pedigree stands." To the child, there seemed an edge of indulgent pity to the lady's tone, whether a genuine sadness or one inspired from the connotations for her childe's status seemed irrelevent. She met Carrick's eyes, who miled in return."Speaking of whom, I should introduce you to Nathaniel in person. He was very keen to meet you when I informed him of your impending arrival and I trust he will be done on the floor soon enough" He offered his free arm to Maria and as she entwined hers about it, the group started, slowly, to make their way towards the mezzanine's spacious sweep. The better for the view, it occurred to Sabrina. She caught sight of Vychtorya as they travelled, by the doors in with a telephone gripped close to her ear.</blockquote>

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