The Booth at Ember (Closed: No New Entries)

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer led the way to the night club Ember at a comfortable; measured pace. Once within; the Nosferatu glances around the club. She steers away from the bar area where Nao, Ricardo and herself had encountered Jillian; heading towards a booth that had unoccupied booths at either side.

she slid into the booth and gestured for the others to join her.

"Dr. Powell; Ms. Sage; Mr. Samuels, Mr. Kesom; please sit. We can talk about our corporation and where the gentlemen can become acquainted with its protocol."

The Nosferatu listened to the sounds around them; gauging how low they ought to speak to avoid detection. The hustle of the club ought to mask the sounds of most of their words; she wagered, but not mentioning Masquerade terms was always a safe bet.

[Daniella Sage]

Daniella slides in beside Jennifer, she places and folders her hands on the table, nodding at Doctor Powell. It would be a good idea to see if they have just arrived, and what not. She waits to hear what they say before she asks them her questions. Their answers will determine a few things for her, first, her tone, second, her response. While her Beast wanted to rip them apart, make them pay and suffer for their actions, she knew that would not be for the best, unless it came to that, but she hoped it wouldn't. So many decisions were riding on answers they would provide.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

"The only action I found concern with was speaking freely in the street," Jennifer explained softly. Her ruined voice crawled out of her throat like a snake over dried leaves. It was hoarse; but barely audible. She had done a fair bit of talking this evening; but she wasn't done yet.

"- had you had your earlier conversation behind close doors; with just yourselves present; we wouldn't be having this conversation now. I take it that you haven't had a chance to learn of the safe gathering places yet where you can converse in the future."

Jennifer pulled out a pen and notepad from her pocket; writing down something.
'Avalon
Address
Club Ember
Address
She did not think Bella De Norte was their style...
She does not write Elysium or any breaching vocabulary on the note.

She passes the note across the table to the gentlemen.

[Daniella Sage]

Daniella smiles and nods at Jennifer and Dr Powell, impressed at how well spoken each woman had been this evening. Though there was still something that tugged at her mind.
Looking to Gordon, "I would hate for there to be a next time, and it sounds like you understand the reasons for our concerns. But there is still something that has me curious," she looks him in the eyes, her eyes unwavering, "You state you have been here for a few weeks, so I am wondering where you have been staying?" she then glances to Jennifer and Dr Powell before looking back to him, "And how have you been sustaining yourself?" her tone was questioning as she studies him.