(1407) Velma and Hildegarde

[Hildegarde Bingen]

With a certain quiver to her limbs, Hildegarde broke down her pose and shifted into something much less contrived. She continued to stare, blankly, at the cluster of Kindred flittering around the mess... the Seneschal... the Prince (ah! There he goes!)

"We really don't get along, do we?" The Lord mused aloud.

She allowed her eyes to alight on the more pleasant visage of the Daeva Priscus. "What were we discussing? Oh. Yes. I think such an outing would be refreshing. We could even have a... a girls night in. That is what they call them, isn't it?" Given the look slowly building on the Lord's face, it appeared that she had completely put the death and destruction completely out of her mind.

[Velma]

”Yes, the hairdresser! And we could have our nails done as well!” The songstress continues as her eyes avert the entire cluster of kindred that seemed to have flocked to the spectacle… she wondered for a moment if any of them knew just how dangerous and volatile a kindred could be after a fight, especially one that had just killed another with a single blow.

”I know we will have great fun! I know a very good one nearby which is open at night…”

[Hildegarde Bingen]

Hildegarde kept up her sudden good mood.

"Wonderbar!"

[Velma]

Wonderbar? There was this wait what moment that Velma managed to avoid. Maybe it meant wonderful in the Ventrue’s native language. To her it sounded like the name of some candy bar, like Lion or Milky Way that she always saw some kine buying in K Mart, she never actually got to try one though.

”Then it’s a done deal! I will contact you and we will schedule then!”
The Succubus smiles and stands up.

”Now, if you will excuse me I believe I’ve seen too much action for a single night… thank you for indulging my curiosity.” Velma smiles and prepares to leave noticing the Reeve seemed to be talking with Daniella Sage.

Unless stopped Velma will exit the scene

[Hildegarde Bingen]

Hildegarde watched as the Daeva rose from her seat and left.

Destruction hung heavy in the air, which displeased the Lord for some reason. She waited patiently for a while, watching the ebb and flow of the Court, before drifting away herself.

Hunger gnawed at her vitals, calling her to the hunt.

Hildegarde will leave the scene