(1412) Peter and Daniella

[Daniella Sage]

“Stones can be good, but it also raises some concerns.” Shrug, “But we will see how it plays out.” She was no longer Keeper, but that would not stop her from addressing and helping if someone stepped out of line.

“The booth is fine, I’m not worried with anyone listening.” Most were engaged in conversation already. “Plus I would like to be visible if any of my Cousins come. Or even a new Cousin.” New faces were always fun.

“The Presentation Miss Villers used to share was brought up during our meeting with His Grace. My first position within the Domain was Bailiff to the Keeper. I helped setup the Presentation and also used it numerous times. I found it to be a useful tool with explaining Laws and what is expected to new Kindred. Not to mention it is fluid and consistent. I’m not sure where the flipcharts currently are, but I feel confident in my ability to recreate them. I wanted to offer the use this tool to you and Mister Cordoba. Of course I won’t be offended if you don’t wish to use them, I imagine everyone has their own style and ways to go about Acknowledging. But I wanted to make the offer.”

[Max Heinz]

As the two Prisci continue their conversation, Max's eyes catch sight of a particularly odd creature. There was something about the woman that made her seem from another time; as if she wouldn't have been out of place next to Rita Hayworth or Hedy Lamarr, and it wasn't just her choice in outfits and hairstyle.

It takes half a moment, but the Mekhet's mind finally notices the discrepancy. Many among the Kindred were pale, but the woman approaching was far beyond even the pallid countenance of the Ventrue Priscus. This unknown creature was truly monochromatic; a daguerreotype come to life and headed straight towards him. For a moment, Max is in a state of near panic. Had Khan managed to pull some sort of occult trickery; animating one of the images on the film he had stolen from the house in Mather and sending it after him?

Thankfully, Baldwin's words snap Max out of his paranoia; the Mekhet quickly regaining his composure even as he was torn between the two Kindred addressing him. Of course, when presented with two Invictus Prisci and a woman completely unknown to him, it was an easy decision to make. He turns his full attention to the seated Kindred, returning Peter's nod. "Good evening; I hope I'm not interrupting anything important? I simply wanted to offer my congratulations on your appointment, Priscus Baldwin; and wish you both the best of luck with your new duties. With the recent changes to the Domain, I'm sure you're both going to be very busy in the coming nights.

I do have a small favor to ask of both of you, but it is a trivial matter; and it can wait for now. It's merely asking for your... opinion on something."

Max then turns to once more face the woman with the unique coloration, offering Angel a polite nod before speaking. "Good evening, Ms Ducard was it? Please, consider the floor yours." He steps to the side, allowing the female Nosferatu to approach the two Prisci as well.

[Daniella Sage]

She grins, “I wasn’t big on the lemonade either. But I did find it lightened the mood and seemed to put some Kindred at ease. I may incorporate something into my own Acknowledgements, as to what, I’m not sure yet.” Without an office it made it hard. She nods, “You are most welcome and I will see to getting you the information as soon as I can.” Let those not of The First Estate stumble to get the information together. “It shouldn’t take me too long.” With the change in Zones, the map would need to be updated. “Oh, will you need a copy of the Domain with the new Zones laid out and labeled?” she asks, just to make sure.

At the appearance of her Cousin, she offers him a warm smile, “Ah, Mr Heinz, good evening!” she says, “And no, I believe we have concluded what we were discussing, so please, join us.” She says with a gesture to the chairs. At the mention of needing their opinion, “I would be honored to offer my opinion, but of course when you are ready and able to discuss it.” She says with an up-beat tone.

Eyes turn to Angel, and the friendly smile reappears, “Good evening Ms Ducard, how lovely to see you. You are of course welcomed to join us as well.”

[Cameron]

Julian followed Nolan over to the group. He let his gaze sweep over them, a friendly smile carved into his features, before settling on his Priscus.

They were an interesting bunch, particularly the women who seemed to be lacking for color in her expression. He almost did a double take, but gawking was...well, rude to say the least.

Some days, Julian couldn't help but envy some of his fellow Nosferatu. Those whose curse rendered them grotesque, odd or simply peculiar. Those whose curse oft led to them being overlooked, underestimated, ignored or pitied. Oh, he knew the grass was always greener on the other side of the fence, and he'd never actually express the sentiment. But for Julian, the aura of predatory dread which surrounded the young Haunt was an unspoken threat upon lips that would never dream of uttering it. It was a bluff, and one he sincerely hoped wasn't called this evening.

It was the reason Julian smiled so freely. The contrast left him unsettling to be sure, but far better that than to appear hostile.

"Good evening Priscus Baldwin, I'm sorry for intruding. I'm new to the Domain, and was hoping to present myself this evening" remarked Julian, his tone pleasant but with a distinct hint of formality. First impressions were important, and the Haunt struggled to keep his nerves from showing. His Priscus was intimidating to say the least, and Julian wondered if the man actually wanted to tear his head off, or whether that was just the curse Nolan had mentioned.

[Max Heinz]

Max raises a curious eyebrow at the woman's remark about names, chuckling softly as he takes the offered hand. "Well, I don't think it's a matter of being allowed, Angel, so much as how others might interpret it. I suppose that means you can call me Max, if you'd like?" He bends his head and gives the woman's hand a polite kiss; which was a bit of a change in and of itself. Most of the Kindred Max had met over the years seemed to prefer hand shakes, but Ducard didn't seem the type...

He's about to return to the reason he stopped by the Prisci's booth in the first place, when two more Kindred appear behind those already gathered. Both of them were unknown to Max, even if he had noticed them when he first arrived at Court. That didn't make it any easier to curtail the growls as his Beast confronts a new predator. The man who's Beast Max could sense was only mildly disturbing; reminding Max of the shifty-eyed vagrants he used to run into in New York. No, the truly unnerving one was the man with a smile on his face.

Max tries to remind himself it wasn't the man's fault; that the peculiarities of the Nosferatu Blood projected themselves whether an individual willed it or now. But that does little to still the feeling of ill-ease the Mekhet feels now that he is trapped with Baldwin on one side and Durand on the other. Thankfully, duty provided an easy out of the situation; and for once it wasn't his.

Turning back to the Prisci, he gives a slight smile to Baldwin and Sage. "Well, it seems I'm holding up the line. I won't keep you from your family, Priscus Baldwin. Priscus Sage, a pleasure as always." He then turns to address the other three Kindred. "Gentlemen, Angel..."

Unless stopped, the thin Mekhet will leave the group to discuss matters in private.