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<blockquote data-quote="Tale_Weaver" data-source="post: 6083487" data-attributes="member: 77228">You all walk into the Prince's office. It's an insanely lavish room, all stone and marble. It looks like it could easily be the throne room of some extremely wealthy king. The far wall is almost entirely made up of large glass windows overlooking the city, obviously being on the top floor gives this room an incredible view. In front of all the windows is a large desk with a laptop computer and a whole lot of papers organized into neat piles. A man sits in a chair next to the desk, almost completely motionless but for his eyes, he is a tall and somewhat slender man who would fit in well as a news anchor on TV.Victoria motions for Clover and Koln to sit in one of the chairs lining the wall next to the entrance. Lacey is about to sit down as well, happily humming to herself but Victoria takes her by the arm. &quot;Not so fast you, there are a few things I'd like to go over with you before I'll answer any of your questions.&quot; She says as she pulls Lacey over to the desk. She picks up some photos off of the desk. &quot;You might have noticed that there is a gaggle of primogen outside that door, rather hard to miss even given your...condition. You recognize any of these pictures?&quot; She says showing them to Lacey, Clover and Koln can't really see them from where they are sitting. &quot;These are pictures of Alastair Grout's manor. He was found murdered in the front yard of it last night, or should I say this past morning...We suspect foul play on the anarch's part but of course we can't be sure.&quot;Lacey shouts &quot;Murdered! Call the vampire police, call the Batman!&quot;Victoria says &quot;I'm glad you're taking this so seriously. You will once we question you about what you know.&quot;Victoria puts the photos back down on her desk and the man next to the desk puts Lacey in a set of handcuffs and sits her down in the seat next to the desk. Victoria smiles at Clover and Koln, the smile never really reaching her eyes &quot;My apologies, this must look terribly awful and confusing to you. Don't worry, she won't be harmed. A number of...questionable events have come up in the past few nights that I want answers to, I need to put this fire out before it grows. I am Victoria St. John, the Prince of this city. This man is my chief Lieutenant, Neally Edwards.&quot; Neally nods curtly at the group &quot;A pleasure.&quot; he says.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Tale_Weaver, post: 6083487, member: 77228"] You all walk into the Prince's office. It's an insanely lavish room, all stone and marble. It looks like it could easily be the throne room of some extremely wealthy king. The far wall is almost entirely made up of large glass windows overlooking the city, obviously being on the top floor gives this room an incredible view. In front of all the windows is a large desk with a laptop computer and a whole lot of papers organized into neat piles. A man sits in a chair next to the desk, almost completely motionless but for his eyes, he is a tall and somewhat slender man who would fit in well as a news anchor on TV. Victoria motions for Clover and Koln to sit in one of the chairs lining the wall next to the entrance. Lacey is about to sit down as well, happily humming to herself but Victoria takes her by the arm. "Not so fast you, there are a few things I'd like to go over with you before I'll answer any of your questions." She says as she pulls Lacey over to the desk. She picks up some photos off of the desk. "You might have noticed that there is a gaggle of primogen outside that door, rather hard to miss even given your...condition. You recognize any of these pictures?" She says showing them to Lacey, Clover and Koln can't really see them from where they are sitting. "These are pictures of Alastair Grout's manor. He was found murdered in the front yard of it last night, or should I say this past morning...We suspect foul play on the anarch's part but of course we can't be sure." Lacey shouts "Murdered! Call the vampire police, call the Batman!" Victoria says "I'm glad you're taking this so seriously. You will once we question you about what you know." Victoria puts the photos back down on her desk and the man next to the desk puts Lacey in a set of handcuffs and sits her down in the seat next to the desk. Victoria smiles at Clover and Koln, the smile never really reaching her eyes "My apologies, this must look terribly awful and confusing to you. Don't worry, she won't be harmed. A number of...questionable events have come up in the past few nights that I want answers to, I need to put this fire out before it grows. I am Victoria St. John, the Prince of this city. This man is my chief Lieutenant, Neally Edwards." Neally nods curtly at the group "A pleasure." he says. [/QUOTE]

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