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Ashley strolled into the Feeding Room, taking a perch upon the table as she waited for the Whip to follow in after. She folded her arms as she watched the threshold with a faint smile teasing her lips. Ashley knew the next few minutes would be interesting...
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Hildegarde drifted into the room and closed the door behind her. Back to the wall and with the exit close at hand, she stood placidly with her arms straight at her sides.
"You wish to discuss something...?" The Whip spoke warily. This close, the thing that crawled along her spine could feel the strength of the Carthian like a crushing weight. The thing was growing in strength but right now it was the weaker party and it knew. The feeling bled through Hildegarde's consciousness, accentuating her sense of... suspicion.
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"Yes." Ashley nodded her head softly. "I was curious if you cared to learn a trick of the blood that would make you more resistant to our family's smashing charm?" Ashley's arms unfolded as her hands came to rest upon the table. She tilted her head to the side slightly as she watched Hildegarde's reaction.
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Birdlike, Hildegarde's head tilted to one side. "Curious. how very forthcoming of you. Such things come with a price, no doubt. No one gives such thing sup freely."
The Whip's eyes roved, searchingly, over the Carthian.
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Ashley gave a careless shrug. "I don't play with boons, though I daresay you may be onto something." Ashley's finger drifted to her lip as she raised a quizzical eyebrow. "If it is offered freely to family, then who will be paying the price in the long run?" A grin turned upon her lips as she had the utmost faith that Hildegarde would connect the dots. Ashley had seen a sparkling brilliance to her madness.
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The Whip allowed an eyebrow to arch.
"You may continue. For the moment."
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Ashley tilted her head to the side, as she gazed at the Lord in a moment of silence. Hildegarde's choice of words were abrasive to her ears, but she would allow it to slide. "Knowledge of our family's voice and fortitude are both essential for learning this trick."
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Hildegarde nodded slowly.
"I have studied some of our Arts. Resilience comes naturally and I have the rudiments of the Voice."
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"Well it seems you have all the tools needed." Ashley clasped her hands together. "It is entirely up to you, of course. Though I will be offering the same to any of our blood." Her hands unclasped as she gave a roll of her shoulders; the implications were obvious.
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"Very well then. As you are offering this learning for free, I have no option but to accept. And thank you, as you seek to strengthen our... family... as a whole."
For the moment, Hildegarde kept her distance but did bob her head toward Ashley with a new measure of respect.
Of course the gift was free. Soft power usually was. Here was a demonstration of what one vampire - one Carthian - could do. It would take time to work out the deeper meaning behind this move.
The Whip's wary eyes remained, as if daring a trap to spring.
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