A meeting of Deputies and the Bailiff (By invitation only)

[Martha Villiers]

Martha had sent the following text to the remaining Deputies and the Bailiff:

"Please gather at the Conference Chamber, the nightclub, at (time) hrs on (date). Paratus et Fidelis, M"

(To: Daniella Sage ; Dillon Connery ; Tracy Burns Ricardo )

In the meantime Martha had worked hard to prepare the Conference Chamber and ensure its security as best as she was able.

Watching for eavesdropping devices...paying attention with Auspex for any Obfuscated items or persons.

Everything was neatly set out. Chairs arranged. Each seat has a notebook, two pens and straight edged rule. At each place setting is a tall glass tumbler filled with freshly made lemonade too. A carafe of lemonade rests close to the vase. The iced drink lends a bright citrus scent to the air.

In the centre of the long and polished wooden table rests a vase with a spray of neatly presented white roses. The lighting is low and soft.

Martha is dressed carefully in her usual school uniform with a black felt hat in the winter pattern for a standard English boarding school. The insignia matching that of the crest on the breast pocket of her blazer. (The curious may make a roll to see if they know what it is.)

Her walking cane is held fast under one arm whilst she makes the final adjustments to setting up a large Flip-Chart at one end of the conference table...just in case anyone needs to make a presentation.

She stands, not really smiling...things are serious, while leaning hard on her cane, watching the open door and awaiting the arrival of the Officers.

[Daniella Sage]

As Daniella made her way into the chamber, she pauses at the door. Her eyes take in everything, from the chart and roses, to the lemonade and notebooks. This was an important meeting she thinks as she bows, "Good evening Herald Villiers." she says as she straightens. She then makes her way into the room, offering a smile to Martha. Her dress this evening was tan in color, and hit just above her knees, her hair in a fishtail braid off to the side of her face. She walked towards the table, but did not sit down, choosing to wait until everyone else was there.

[Martha Villiers]

While Daniella bows, Martha takes the chance to examine the lady's legs and shoes. Shifting her gaze to meet Daniella's eyes as the Bailiff rises from the bow. A happy smile now to her friend. "Ah! Good evening, Madam Bailiff! I do hope you are well!" she chirps, her mood lifting in such company. With a gentle nod of the head towards the carafe, she asks; "Will you care for some lemonade? I made it fresh this evening..."

Tiny Martha smiles as she limps closer to Daniella. Careful in the use of her cane.

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy was the next one to arrive, wearing her nightly getup, which consisted of a pair of black leather pants, a red tank top, a black leather jacket and a pair of combat boots. She made her way quickly down the stairs, heading over to the conference room where the meeting she had been summoned to would take place.

Noticing both the Herald and the Bailiff, the petite Deputy offered both of them a quick nod. "Good evening Herald Villiers," she said to the tiny Mekhet before turning her attention to Daniella. "And a good evening to you as well Bailiff Sage." She noticed the chairs and other arrangements in the room, but remained standing by the door until she was told otherwise.

[Dillon Connery]

Dillon arrives a moment later, but it is less like an arrival, and more like a return. His mind is busy behind hazel eyes, but not too busy to be courteous. His usual lopsided, friendly smile straightens out a bit in greeting to the others, before quickly offer a respectful bow. "Herald Villiers, Bailiff Sage, Deputy Burns. Good evening."

His own dress is that of his general wanderings around the Avalon scene. A black blazer and slacks with a dress shirt, unbuttoned roguishly down his throat and minus a tie for the evening. His ever-present Beast, which is a swirl of hellish, canine hatred, completely ignores Daniella and Martha, sensing nothing. And it is familiar enough with Tracy to not really make much of a fuss.

Well. No more fuss than usual, at least.

Careful not to interrupt talk that is being had, the Gangrel slips his hands into his pockets and waits serenely. Any conversation struck up by three beautiful women will surely interest him.

Pocketing his hands is not something he regularly does, simply because it requires a split-second delay in sudden reflexes, should they be needed. So he either implicitly trusts those gathered, or he trusts the generously open pockets of suit slacks...

[Martha Villiers]

Martha greets each arrival with a cheery smile and nod. Taking care to make certain each person is greeted properly and cheerily.

"Good evening!" she chirps in turn. "Good evening, Madam Bailiff! Deputy Connery! Deputy Burns...and...ah...Deputy Rodriguez too! Splendid!"

"Drinks?" she asks, taking an eager peek to see if she can see or guess what he has brought, "How splendid! Well, if you wish to share them...that would be most agreeable!" she chirps to Ricardo.

"Ah!" another smile, "I see we are all here!" she uses her cane to point to the table. "I invite you all to be seated if you wish...I have a few matters to discuss...naturally, I wouldn't call you all together on a whim...I appreciate we are all busy too, so I shan't keep you longer than is necessary!"

Remaining cheerful, she takes a seat close to where everyone is standing...as if to encourage a clustering of everyone in a more intimate seating arrangement. Something she is keen to emphasize with a few more happy gestures of a delicate hand.

"I shall outline my agenda for the meeting this evening. I had three primary matters to discuss. Firstly, the chain of command. Secondly, to issue new equipment...and then, thirdly, to discuss potential new recruits. Once this is done to our satisfaction, I shall then open the meeting to any matters you, as the cadre of those most attentive to the front line of security, may wish to raise and share!" another smile, she studies the faces of those close by if they take their seats...watching for reactions of alarm, dissent or agreement.

[Daniella Sage]

A nod of her head, “I am doing well, thank you.” She replied, “I would love some lemonade, it sounds wonderful!” before she can reach for a glass, Tracy came in. Daniella smiled warmly at the petite deputy, “Good evening Deputy Burns!” she says, and before anything else can be said Dillon and Ricardo enter. “Good evening Deputy Connery.” She says smiling to Dillon, then looks to her Coterie mate, smiling still, “Good evening Deputy Rodriguez!”

When Martha sits, Daniella will also sit, gently crossing her ankles, hands on her lap. As she listens, it became clear how important this meeting was.

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy nodded to Dillon and Ricardo as each of them entered the room respectively. "Deputy Connery, Deputy Rodriguez," she said to both men in greeting. "A good evening to the both of you." The petite Deputy offered them both a smile before turning her attention back towards Martha.

She politely decline the offered beverages and took a seat once the Herald had done so, turning her full attention to the Mekhet as she spoke of the reason for their meeting. The redheaded Gangrel did not say anything further, considering she didn't have much to say without hearing what the acting Reeve had to say first.

Potential recruits? Hmm...I guess Dr. Kingsley is no longer an option.

[Dillon Connery]

As a show of good faith, Dillon takes one of each of the offered drinks, because they do indeed go well together. He offers the greeting nod of his brow to Ricardo once the neck of the beer is between his fingers, so that he can lift it slightly in a small salute or toast. "Deputy Rodriguez."

Dillon returns Tracy's smile with one of his own, making sure everyone is taken care of before he takes a seat in their midst. Sensing Martha's intentions somewhat, there is no fret over seating. Anywhere he could sit, it is near a trusted friend.

"The departure of... Mister Greyson and Bishop Grigoriev is a bit sudden," he says quietly in confirmation to Martha's words. He nearly went ahead and called Conner Reeve, but that would have been incorrect, and possibly disrespectful. "We understand that the vacuum must be filled expediently, but carefully. You will find no lack of diligence on our part, ma'am."

He speaks for Tracy and Ricardo in complete confidence. Not in the manner of putting words in their mouths. But, again, faith in his friends and comrades.

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