Official handover (private)

[Velma]

The Nox Elysium

Velma had contacted Juan Cordoba to meet her at the Nox underground. The Daeva songstress had parked her red Ferrari by the door, in some ways it was a sign of her return. She deftly traversed the crowd, a roiling mass of kine ripe with blood laced with alcohol, drugs and endorphins… a rarefied buffet where the Ravager could indulge her appetites later on.

Her deft footsteps quickly took her to the underground where she would wait the Priscus of her family, the kindred she had put in charge of HER family.

It was now time to see how he was doing.

For her meeting she was dressing her clan colors, a expensive snug fit red dress and tasteful gold jewelry, earrings and bracelets. On her feet Velma was wearing a pair similar to a gift she had received from a dear friend of hers, red leather pumps by Christian Louboutin matching impeccably manicured nails and artfully donned lipstick.

For now Lady Star sat at a lonely table with her long sculpted legs crossed one over the other.

[Velma]

”Priscus Cordoba!” Velma says in a manner of compliment and acknowledgement.

”I’m glad you could find the time.” The man was for all intents and purposes her Priscus.

”I’m fine, thank you for asking. I trust you are fine to.” The Succubus returns.

”I asked for you to do the courtesy of visiting me because I have things to discuss about family and about covenant.” The Ravager pauses for a while her blue eyes slowly falling into the Spanish appraising his overall mood. As for her own mood it was clear that Velma was going stright to the topic of conversation. They had been idle far too long.

[Velma]

Noticing the nod by the Priscus Velma decided to explain the nature of her visit and their meeting.

”Well Priscus Cordoba, I have two objectives with this meeting.” Velma pauses before proceeding.

”The first one is to apologize you for the abrupt way with which I handed Priscidom to you… I had already planned to hand it over to you, especially due to the fact that I had been made aware of changes in the domain Hierarchy by virtue of my position as Harpy… events just hasted my plans.” There was more to it but she wasn’t that well acquainted with Cordoba, not yet at least.

”The fact that you gracefully accepted it means you actually trust my judgment and that means a lot to me, it is my intention that we actually build something with our family and within the Invictus… but more on that later.” The Succubus’ grey eyes float briefly around the room taking in the silence and emptiness of the space.

”My second objective is to hear from you what has been your progress in your first few months as Priscus… I trust Mr. Black has spoken with you, have you made progress towards his recruitment?”

[Velma]

”A bust of each Priscus?” Velma pauses for a while. She seemed to be brooding about something.

”How do you intend to capitalize on that?”

[Velma]

”You intend to witness his work and then if it’s good you will see what he can do for you?” Velma’s voice is even with emotionless, devoid of any fluctuation or indication of her thoughts.

There is another silence, smooth and quiet as Velma digests what Cordoba had just said.

”And please Priscus Cordoba what do you intend to do if you witness his work and you don’t appreciate it?”