Turning to look at Noctina a moment as her brain tried to remember faces and names she smiled and stood offering the young woman a seat beside her.
"Noctina... yes? Sometimes my memory likes to play hooky from the rest of me but yes yes... please have a seat. You are well?"
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Dr. Tyria Primoria walked into the Bismark, her alert gaze sweeping the crowd as she noted the assembled mages. She was dressed in a simple black dress, that still seemed to look elegent on her, despite it's simplicty. She made her way towards the crowd, nodding at those she recognized and taking in the new faces. Despite the festivities, her expression was grim, the weight of expectation bearing down on it.
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"No I don't really, and no I haven't." He looks at him. " why?"
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If it bothered West that @October Davenport ignored him, he didn't show it. Nor did he call attention to the fact by introducing himself, simply remaining motionless by @Vaeltia .
Shit, if I'd known stepping down as Magister and Sentinel would make me invisible again, I'd have done it years ago.
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'Oh, just wondering. I mean, for some things one might need support.' Mike seems to ignore the fact that Lux is gone apparently.
Tonight is all about moving further. As long as we don't find her body I guess our awkward cabal silence made her leave.
'Don't you want... a position.'
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It does, though it isnt nearly dark enough to be considered night. the Obrimos said before looking out one of the windows. So I figure, its easier for two girls to go around meeting new people than, one girl and a silent looming figure in the background. What do you say?
She looked back at her master for a moment, Stop being such an uptight, relax dude, its a party. She winked at the Acanthus ( West (The Mage) ).
Vaeltia turned back to the casual-classy dressed woman and grinned, What else do these gentlemen need in their lives anyway?
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"A noble goal," the priest responds with a smile. He glances around at the rapidly filling room. "I recognize a few of those present already here myself."
He nods at various individuals as he names them. "Of course, there is the Herald Ariadne. Over there is Vae - Vaeltia. Over there is Alfar, he's a doctor. And there is Kiko. That young woman has a rather voracious appetite for knowledge it seems. I think I saw Chambitas step in, but I cannot find him at the moment. Of course, you likely know at least some of them." Samael smiles as he finishes the short list of people he's met already.
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Four nods. "It's hard not to meet Vae, she seems to be everywhere eventually. I haven't actually spoken to Chambitas, but I've seen him around, and well, Ariadne is Ariadne. I haven't met Kiko yet. I think... yeah, Looks like Rosetta and Gallows are talking to Ariadne. I think Denizen's there too." The giant glances over the the group and smiles as he lingers on Rosetta for a bit, though he moves his gaze around, trying to spot other's he's spoken to.
"I'm making a Cabal with Idun, Miach, and Toby. Mike Tamwood is the Sentinel, err... Animus is the heirarch... And I think that's Toren? West of course, he called out Animus on something last Consillium that was somewhat baffling... Sorry, this is where I start having a bit of trouble with names and Faces.... Oh, that's Reverb over there, I'm not sure who he's talking to, but I patched him up once..." He gives a second look around and shrugs.
"Clearly I've got a ways to go before I've spoken to everyone."
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