(1403) Carthian Meeting

[Cryotic]

Daniel nodded, although whether it was to Alex's opinion of Democracy or Troy's entrance was a tad vague, although the minor scrunching of his nose on the other Nos' entrance might be telling. "Of clan Mekhet. Tendancy towards a Democratic mindset. As for goals I'd just be repeating what James said." Short and simple.

"So it seems like we've a definite leaning towards A) Recruitment and a stable position and B) a Regency." Daniel thought about this for a moment before thinking. "I like it."

"Likely the best time we'll have for this would be in a few months, as I'm slated to be Clan Mekhet's Priscus, at least until the next meeting of the same." Daniel had the not so odd feeling that someone would probably be gunning for him around that time if not already. Who knows though, maybe things'll go so well he'll be re-elected.

Daniel had to keep himself from laughing. Re-elected. One of these days he was gonna have to have a talk over some lemonade with the resident Herald and just ask her what was going through her head during that meeting.

"Anyway, I think we have enough of a game plan now to worry about nominating people. We can work out more of the specifics afterwards if you guys would like." Daniel's eyes went from Kindred to Kindred. A Prefect, or Priscus as the Prince so aptly put it, was required. It was likely the position of Myrmidon would also be up for grabs. So who was gonna go for what?

[Xander]

The Gangrel was taking notes when Troy walked in. There was an audible sniff followed by an obvious grimace. The fact the word Nosferatu followed shortly after the smell came of no surprise to James. As he continued taking notes there was a short pause when Daniel said he'd be Priscus. The fact the lone Carthian in the city was able to convince a clan to shift it's power like that was definitely worth noting.

"I'm not sure earning Tenancy is as easy as you might think it is." James said with a look to Troy. His face slowly returned to normal as he tried to avoid breathing in as much as possible. "I think your operating under the assumption that if one of us earns it we can extend the privilege to others. If I earn Tenancy, then I alone have earned it. Only a Regent would be able to extend the privilege to others. Hence my desire for Regency. Unless your suggesting we earn it together?" He let the question hang in the air a moment before continuing.

"As for the election, which I'm assuming we're choosing these positions as elections right?" He scanned the three. Daniel seemed on board, Alex was fine with it, but Troy wasn't talking on political affiliation. That could be bothersome. "I volunteer for Prefect and Priscus, though it might just be easier to just let the Prefect serve as Priscus." He shrugs, obviously not too concerned about this detail.

[Cryotic]

Right, so that leaves me...

So it was either split the group by voting for James, who in his opinion had leader written on him better than Troy did. Daniel preferred not to discriminate by clan but having the dude who smelled like a rotting corpse representing the Movement didn't exactly seem like the best of ideas. Splitting the group over the issue though would probably prove to be equally problematic.

Indecision apparent in his expression, Daniel would stretch his right leg out and give it a quick shake before returning to his previous position How hard am I gonna end up kicking myself for this shit?

If the choice was between splitting the group to argue for a better image or getting something done he knew which he preferred. He just hoped he was preferring the decision that helped the Movement the most. "I vote for Troy as Prefect." He'd say, shooting the Nos a glare that said I'm trusting you on this. Don't fuck it up.

Daniel let out a soft sigh. Now the only thing left was the position of Myrmidon, and he had a feeling that a position that required nothing but the utmost neutrality in any and every decision wouldn't satisfy James, but that remained to be seen.

[Xander]

James had been taking notes when Alex suggested Troy as Prefect. The thought of Troy in the position was as revolting as he was. Then he accepted the nomination and tried to sate the Savage with the offer of Myrmidon. Then, by some miracle, the Haunt garnered a victory through popular vote. The Prefect, the one whose contact information was going onto the Herald's presentation and who would likely be the first point of contact with the movement for outsiders and new people, literally reaked of stagnant decay. Great symbol to rally behind.

James glared at Daniel, more disappointed then angry given they seemed to have several things in common. He looked once again to Troy as he leaned back in his seat. "You can vote for Myrmidon sure." He forced a smile and scanned the group. He had both accepted his loss and made it implicitly clear he would accept a democratic approach to the movement only. He would have said more, but running this meeting was officially no longer his problem.

[Xander]

James nodded to Troy, not at all surprised to see where the smelly guys vote went. He scanned the other two waiting for their response. Then he started tapping his finger impatiently on the table as he continued to wait.

"Well?" He said to the other two, obviously not in a waiting mood.

Bump! Cryotic Santhell