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I have been given temporary permission to bend Koln to my will... I mean, take charge of Koln so that we can keep the game moving, for everyone's information.
Also, I can't really remember the specifics of the agreed upon meeting with Victoria St. John, so I'm going to assume that we were given some indication as to where to meet her?
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Clover listened with growing trepidation as Koln recounted the previous evening in his typical difficult-to-understand Malkavian manner. She couldn't be certain of all the minute details--she
assumed that "zee great pinwheel in zee sky!" was something like a helicopter--she was aware that what had happened the previous night wasn't good. In fact, she was just happy that Koln had made it out of there in one piece!
She shook her head in worry, "I'm just glad you got out of there, Koln. It sounds like these Anarchs might be dangerous to be around. But I wonder who those were who attacked you? Lacey and I had a...
run in with someone last night who indicated that there was more vampire warfare in this city than meets the eye. I think it would be prudent to try to stay out of it as much as we can, and perhaps to tell that Prince what you experienced last night."
Koln gave her one of his older-brother smiles, patting her head as though she were a good dog, "Come now, four-leafed one, do not be silly! Green Marie and moi have already vowed to track down zeez dastardly villains in zee sky and shoot zem down... for zee love of zee Lord! Oui, Socrates! Go and ready zee batmobile. Now, we fly!"
Clover watched in wry wonder as Koln spread out his arms and wheeled around the apartment like a... well, like a lunatic. Socrates, amazingly clutching at the priest's collar in wide-eyed panic, barely managed to hang on for dear life as the man careened around their tiny room, making
whoosh noises and narrowly missing furniture. He ended by the foot of his own bed and, in a leap that seemed nearly effortless, he jumped up and began bouncing on the mattress; somehow managing to miss the near-naked Lacey still wrapped, dead to the world, under the covers.
In a loud proclamation that could probably wake the dead (and hopefully Lacey), Koln struck a series of dramatic, heroic poses as he nearly shouted, "Laces! I have need of your assistance! You must wear zee catsuit tonight as I am already zee batman of zee evening! And we 'ave zee lovely Meredith to play a part as well, oui? Yes! She will be my Wonder Woman with zee invisible airship! And four-leafed one?" He turned, searching out the woman in question.
Clover placed her hands on her hips, her eyebrow lifting in annoyance as a smile spread across his features. He pointed, victoriously, "You will be zee greatest of all superwomen. Madmoiselle Joan D'Arc!" He punched his fist excitedly in the air, jostling the bed violently as he struck one last "superstar" pose, "Now, zee avenging army of zee Lord is assembled! Allons-y!"
A painful silence overtook the room at the end of the commotion as he seemed to wait for some sort of response. Clover was struck mute by his overly intense display, and she wondered if any of it would have manage to "awaken" Lacey?