(1404) Beneath Banner Mekhet

Apr 12th, 2014 05:45 PM

David just nodded towards Aileen when she gave her assent while looking to the back of his hands on the table. There wasn't an opportunity quite yet – and there might not be – but that wasn't completely the point of his small gesture. It was to extend a peek of his life outside of the Academy and that was wholly enough for him.

Looking to the rest of the club, David found that their table was, predictably, the quietest of the five.

This was fine by the Shadow Mortician who continued to keep his own counsel.

But, watching the Court move about its Totentanz to modern day Elegies was of interest.

Was there a pattern to be gleaned from it all? Court was an education in, and of, itself.

**Cryotic** · Apr 13th, 2014 01:00 PM

"Mm..." Was all Daniel said on the matter of Regent Brady.

Probably a reason she doesn't like to associate much... Daniel thought to himself. There's a lot of history here, he figured, although he's been here for a while, Daniel didn't quite have everyone here mapped out in relationship to eachother. It wasn't the best situation, but he wasn't about to go interrupt the conversation with her and the Prince to figure out who has a problem with whom.

Daniel sits silent for a moment, cursing and grinning to himself about how quiet this table was getting.

Apr 16th, 2014 07:10 PM

A phone vibrates quietly in the monk's quietly. As the table silent, Teo decides it would not be impolite to check it at least. Retrieving it from his pocket he touches the button to and the screen lights up. Whatever he sees elicits a scowl from the previously cheerful Dragon. "Excuse me, please." he says and rises and walks out of court, glancing several times at the phone as if doing so would reveal more.

Teodor leaves the scene.

Apr 18th, 2014 03:21 PM

David rose to his feet as the Dragon Monk did. It was both a show of solidarity with his superior as much as it was a bit of David's own particular brand of etiquette. “Good evening, sir,” the Mortician tells Teodor as he walks off into the night. Concern touched David's features at the scowl the usually jovial Tsimanu formed, but David had faith that whatever had dragged Teodor from court would be sorted.

Returning to his seat, David glanced in Daniel's direction – who he assumed would be Priscus now – but the more significant glance David held was towards Aileen.“I think the overture is near finished,” David murmured after turning his attention to the Court itself. With Kindred peeling away from the central groups and heading towards their own familial tables, it didn't take grand political acumen to see the obvious.

**Erika Brady** · Apr 23rd, 2014 09:56 AM

The scowl on Teodor's face is no match for the one on Erika Brady's as she is nearly forced to come into contact with the man while he makes his exit. The scowl follows him for a moment before she turns to regard her cousins. As she does, the scowl falls away.

It is replaced by an expression that is neutral. Stoic. Maybe unimpressed.

"Good evening."

Her slide into the nearest available spot on the end of the couch is timed well; immediately prior to Asa's announcement.

One eyebrow raises just so; appreciatively.

At one time, the Shadows enjoyed two Regents, the Herald/Keeper, the Reeve, and two Covenant leaders among their ranks. The nights have changed, while the Regent Doctor has been tending to her other duties.

"Clan Gangrel are doing quite well for themselves."

Surely it's conversation, rather than accusation. But with Erika, one can never be too sure.

**Aileen McFarlane** · Apr 23rd, 2014 04:22 PM

Erika's words didn't fall on deaf ears, but Aïleen hardly felt involved. She felt very much concerned about the Prince's second announcement. She would have to convene with the Grand Wyrm. As for Erika, her mere presence was unsettling, and the young Shadow looked somewhat longingly at the Nosferatu Banner, away from where she sat. Also, she wanted to have a talk of sorts with Arnold Culler before he left.

Apr 24th, 2014 11:25 AM

Something about the Shadow of Citrus Heights reminded David of Johan Fisher. It might have been her stoic, vaguely impassive expression. Or, it could have been how her words were sharp, to the point, and without ornamentation. 'Leave florid speech to the Invictus,' is what David could remember Johan saying.

It worked well for the Navigator.

While Erika Brady slid into her spot at the end of the couch, David rose off of his position and sketched a small, imminently respectful bow, “Madam Regent.” He lowered back to his seat as the Regent did and just before the Prince's announcements of Tenancy and investiture.

The Mortician only nodded in agreement with Brady's assertion that the Gangrel were in ascendance.

David's right hand straightened his tie, his scarab cuff-link peaking out from beneath the sleeve of his blazer.

**Cryotic** · Apr 24th, 2014 03:46 PM

Daniel gave a respectful nod as Regent Brady approached and seated herself at the table. His attention split between listening to the Prince's announcement and thinking of how said announcement would change things up. Speakin' of tenancy, I need to speak with someone about that... If he remembered his map lines correctly his Haven landed him close or in South Sac, which meant Shit, I need to talk with a Gangrel.

"Definitely, two new Priscus' is no small thing." Daniel replied, a little more obviously conversationally "Wonder how good they are at management though." Dillon would certainly be able to handle his regency; Redfill, probably.

**Aileen McFarlane** · Apr 26th, 2014 03:50 PM

As soon as she felt she could leave without it being misconstrued as rude, Aïleen turned her gaze toward another Banner, only to notice that she had no more reason to go join them.

The Grand Wyrm was busy with the Prince too, and so that left little to do for her but wait for a proper time to leave the Court. In the meantime, she could at least try to soothe Mr Whitfield's fears.

"Mr Redfill has earned this Regency through his wits and intellect. I have no doubt his management will be satisfying." and he was a fellow Dragon, but she didn't feel the need to point it out.

**Erika Brady** · Apr 27th, 2014 11:20 AM

Erika returned the nod and bow with a single, polite tip of her brow. It is almost angled, with her chin going just a touch in the opposite way. One thing that could be said for her cousins, they nearly always possessed some rudimentary knowledge of manners.

Nearly always.

"No doubt," she comments on McFarlane's assertion. Who quite indeed does not have to point out what Covenant the man belongs to. A Dragon made Regent of the barony containing the Dragon's headquarters through completing a task set by the Dragon's leader who nicely happens to be Asa's then-Herald. Such... solidarity.

While she might be tempted to comment on the stark contrast to Sacramento's smallest Regency (in mere acreage, at least) going to the man with the smallest Covenant, she is here for other reasons. Defending the Bishop's lackluster recruiting campaign is not one of them.

She offers no further comment on the Savages, even as one seems content to simply sit and stare at her across the way versus stalking her like some trollop he wished to satisfy himself within. As he used to.

"As I have missed the previous few Clan gatherings, I should remind you all that Citrus Heights is open to all Mekhet who wish to hunt therein. It is a privilege that I have extended for some time now, but occasionally need to remind new faces of, when their cousins fail to."

...That's probably not the quaking verbal scythe across the guts that everyone was expecting...

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