(1101) Eternal Court X

[Phoenix]

Ajax

"Hey Amos, things have been pretty decent. How about with yourself?" He was a bit disappointed that the man's arrival had caused his compliment of Katrina, even a small one such as saying she was in the beautiful people crowd, to be missed. He couldn't really get upset with Amos however, the guy was just friendly, outgoing and was like some weird Mekhet / Gangrel hybrid.

'' Everything's going fine, thanks for asking. We had some trouble at the bypass lately, but it was worth it. We managed to find what was causing the disease in the human population. I just wished it didn't cost a carthian and didn't caused major injuries in other.

Job's not finished though. The brood are still a threat, but with luck we may destroy them once and for all.

But enough of that for now. I am pleased to see the gangrel clan growing in number. That will certainly make your priscus happy. "

Then he turns towards Katrina.

'' And what about you Senorita Katrina. I hope you had the opportunity to visit the city. If not, I am sure Senor Ajax here will be happy to provide a tour. Just avoid granite park for the moment. The mortals there are crazy and prone to act of cannibalism ...''

[Mykel]

Max

*Max raises a curious eyebrow as Jill approaches, dipping his head in respect to her new title.* Good evening, Priscus. I'm doing alright now that things have calmed down a little. *If he was curious before, he was surprised now as she asks to speak with him.* Certainly. Privately or publicly?

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Ciara

*Ciara frowns slightly; the man was stoic, she'd give him that.* Well, in the mean time, let me know if you need a hand with those knots. Or anything else... *Normally she would bring it out as a playful innuendo, but this time it's with a genuine tone of concern.*

*She takes a moment to digest the information, her usual soft smile parting her lips again.* Well, it certainly seems you're making quite the name for yourself within the city; Mr O'Connor. Or should I say Whip O'Connor?

[West]

Please break your conversations out into new Scenes, using the conversation participants as the title...

Please read for an explanation.

[Max Heinz]

*Max has to fight back a laugh at the woman's worry, shaking his head.* We weren't "tight", we had a working understanding. Since we moved in such different circles, we would occasionally come across information that might interest the other. You have nothing to worry about from me about his disappearance and your new title. If nothing else, the Priscus disappearing in the middle of the night is something of a family tradition for the Gangrel. It's become almost expected...

*Max tries to bring it out as a joke; but the light wit can't keep his mind to remembering the one Priscus he had missed leaving the city; if only because it denied him the chance to shoot the Savage between the eyes. Repeatedly. Every night.*

[Heathcliff Staley]

Heathcliff had spectacularly executed an uneventful entrance and observed the Danse quietly, always trying to learn about his partners, to see beyond their masks. But he had watched long enough, and after noticing the cross Jacob wore, made it a point to speak with the Gangrel. "Good evening," the Haunt croaks, sidling up beside, "I am Bishop Staley. You are?" He extends a pale, clammy hand across his body to shake.

[Max Heinz]

*Max throws his arms up and looks up to the ceiling, obviously over acting.* Just when I think you like me, you have to go and wish something like that on me!

*His mood turns serious once again once she mentions the homeless, Max silent a few seconds before answering.* Just be careful with them. They know about us, and from what I've heard, and tell who is and isn't a Kindred. Try not to keep the tradition of short-lived Priscus going, okay?