(0911) November Court

[Majunior]

Peter

Peter hears the commotion, and shifts around the group to find Gideon. He wasn't sure if Gideon had noticed him before he spoke, but when the ruckus subsides he rather quietly he makes the comment, "And they flip the Gangrel shit for being stupid." There's a quiet chuckle that follows it, and Peter makes eye contact with his superior within the Order before moving off to say hello to a few others.

Well, my Priscus is outside being busy... talked to Gideon... Joseph bores me because he never says anything... greeted Circe when I got here... don't think I see DeBruyn anywhere... this is city business, so while I might get away with greeting Asa and Ishani on another night, this isn't the time or place... especially not after that shit. I'd like to avoid a staking -- they really cut into study time. I don't know most of the others here, beyond having seen them last court. Yep, looks like my list is checked off. Pete old boy, peruse the art a bit and keep your head down like your unlife depended on it. Because with moods like they are now, it very well might.

And that is exactly what Peter does.

Wade

Wade had really being going to speak with Madam Stamford to thank her again for her willingness to see him and welcome him that other night, but after the exchange that had played out, he suddenly thought perhaps that wouldn't be the best move.

Instead, he looks for Miss Wells. It occurred to him he didn't know if she had a formal title... he would have to inquire, and if need be apologize for any oversights on his part. She had been the first person he met in town, and she was quite attractive. Eventually spotting her, Wade moves closer to her where he can be noticed but keeps a respectful distance so as not to intrude on her current conversation.

After all, courtesy and discretion were hallmarks of a good businessman. And when you have all eternity, you can afford to show some patience.

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Myrah Wells

"Understood Lord Reeve Culler." She said before he walked off to see another of the Kindred. She couldn't quite remember if she had met her before. No matter
Myrah watched on shook her head at the scene before her. How could someone int the Invictus make such a error that grand? "Ridiculous." She muttered.

Cassandra Grey

What is the deal with our family here? Are they all this stupid? She though as soon as she heard the newcomer proclaim his lineage and family, along with the proclamation of his fate. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and instead slid over to Circe's side, waiting to see if there was anything the Heirophant might request of her.

[Dirge]

Dirge had been quietly standing around minding her own business and trying to keep from getting bored. She had not expected the Hierophant to giveaway some of the artwork but it made sense as a gesture of good will to the other covenants. Then the outburst after the Hierophant's announcement took her off guard. She didn't know what to make of the situation and was just glad that it was not her.

When the scene was winding down and Circe approached her Dirge nodded to the woman in understanding, "I understand Hierophant it will be as you say."

She turned to Cerberus and spoke, "Come on boy its show time, to the stage" with that she made her way to the performance area and waited for her cue to begin from Circe and the music to begin. She gave Cerberus a reassuring pat on the head as he sat down and waited beside her.

Dirge just hoped she didn't look too ridiculous up there in her second hand, out of style, slightly rumpled dress. She didn't know what the other ladies were wearing or looked like but her mind kept drawing an analogy of her as a duck among swans.

[Ishani]

Ishani nods affirmitivly and opens her mouth to respond when she hears Heirophant Circe speaking. She listens politly to the woman and then turns to Jayant again when she hears Priscus Stamford's voice. At this point, she steps forward to watch how it is handled. Then, she hears the unknown kindred call Asa "dear Prince". She winces at the insult and shakes her head. The man claimed Invictus affiliation and yet he seemed to be so nervous he was blundering left and right. After the comotion dies down, she moves to stand by Asa.

"Must we really marr the beauty of the artwork to display such a travesty on these walls? Can we not have him placed somewhere else until the proceedings are finished, Prince Clarke?"

[Bo Albion]

It doesn't look like it, does it? But only God knows, said Mariel sotto voce to Nathaniel.

Lady Regina Pia, Mr.Wilhelm Von Schusten: this is Father Nathaniel, most recently of London, she said, more than usually mindful now of the dictates of polite society. Mr. Von Schusten is unaligned at the moment, she said, looking at the priest as she spoke. And Lady Regina is the creator of this beautiful work of art, she said, hoping to encourage everyone to normal conversation. Can I really touch it? she asked Regina.

Mariel tried to hide her performance anxiety, and force her mind to think of other matters. She studied the layers of Regina's painting intently.

[Asa]

"Hmmmmm?" Asa asked the Harpy. "I suppose, just tell them to leave it just outside, or wherever you want, then." He had a suspicion the new Kindred hadn't been intentional about any of it.

Perhaps Torpor-fogged? Still, Darwinism and all that.

Asa turned to the Ventrue Priscus. "We will speak after Court," he said simply, before returning to peruse the sculptures again.

[Writer]

Obsidian had received Ms. Noel's hand politely, but she was rather distracted to hold the conversation at the moment. With Circe encouraging her, Obsidian found a spot on the wall to place her sketches. She pauses only a moment to watch the 'incident'.

Victoria is harsh, but she serves the court well. Stay on her good side.

Obsidian then returns to setting her drawings for presentation.

The drawings are amateur, but she only brought the best of the best, so as to avoid any embarrassing efforts. They show partial portraits of ordinary people, a shoulder and arm of a young woman, the muscled back of a lean man, a profile of an old woman and so on. The sketches are on white paper set in a black cardstock frame.

When she is done, she seeks out Ms. Noel.

[Ishani]

Ishani frowns as Asa turns away. Was the Prince distracted? She looks at the Ventrue Priscus, then at Twist. Her eyes narrow before she moves to follow Hound Konstantin and Reeve Culler. After she finds them, she waits until they are done with the punished kindred before speaking.

"Put him somewhere out of sight. We do not need the festivites marred by his displayed punishment until after the entertainment is over."