(1505) Heaven & Hell Court
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"Please do," Josephine added to the Reeve, a cool smile upon her black painted lips. "You've been in the domain for quite some time, after all, so you should know which of the aspiring angels are the best conversationalists. We're dearly in need of them."
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As soon as Vivian approaches him, a smile crosses Chris' face.
'Heaven?! A daring mission then, as descendants of hell, he chuckles, but of course he comes along. As if he could refuse the stunning woman holding his arm.
'If all it takes is one visit, we should definitely try.' There's a teasing wink to Vivian, implying nothing. Of course, if people can confess things and be forgiving, making an effort to go to Heaven is actually quite something.
The Reeve shrugs then, 'If only there were more people from around the time I arrived, my experience could indeed be valuable. Right now... well, let's just have a look.'
As they make their way to Heaven, his eyes linger on Erika Brady for a moment. She is hardly a friendly conversationalist, yet there are things he wants to discuss with her. Maybe later. The other options are another Carthian again (when does that happen?!), Hildegarde, and two Prisci. He knows his own preferences, but he's curious to see who else this dynamic duo likes.
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Sergei follows Angel on her path through court which leads to a small group. His majesty and a few he has not had the chance to meet yet. He executes a full bow towards the Prince for what he thinks is an appropriate amount of time then gives a polite nod to the others. Sergei's stench settles in around him its times like these were his nerves are on edge he could swear that his stench becomes more powerful, it could be a figment of his imagination though.
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ObfuscateGilroy followed behind his fellow Haunt like an over six foot blood fly hovering around a rotting corpse. He stayed slightly behind the other two higher ranking Clan members and gave the Prince a practiced bow. As he waits to be acknowledged, his fingers involuntarily twitch every little while. Gilroy could only hope his disgusting presence wasn't too much of an affront. While the man's Beast was shrouded, the Prince was still a predator of no small stature from simply being in the position he was.
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Marco returns from his...interesting conversation with Rina and decides that maybe Heaven should be his next stop. He looks up the stairs and heads up there, finding a place to stand before deciding his next move.
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Velma rolls her eyes when the lumbering Gangrel leaves sight.
At the mention of Priscus Roth a pleasant grin seems to emerge on the Succubus lips.
I wonder, can a Gangrel be too smart for his own good? She chuckles lightly at her own joke after whispering it near Asa's ear.
Reminds me of someone we both met a couple years ago, none of the good looks but then again none of the sleazy pickup lines... but the ambition is similar. Ambitious kindred confusing wants with needs, survival with desire. Velma remembered The Shark and wondered if Roth could be fished in the same way?
Somewhat lost in her thoughts her eyes noticed the Nosferatu duo and fell into silence wondering if Asa would acknowledge them and bid them to approach.
As I havent been present as long as either of you, I may have some insight to this. Her finger wistfully flipped into the air with a nod to the Ventrue. I know that Gerald is good for an amusing conversation, David as well. From what I know of Konrad, theatre is not really his taste, but that's not to say he may have others." The Daeva didnt think there was a point to whispering as she said nothing that was a secret. She did wonder if anyone would notice a pattern.
Grinning ear to ear at the Shadow. Maybe a few more chants to deities would suffice. A subtle raise of her brow, then quickly on to another comment. At least you shouldnt need to worry about trouble in heaven. Well, other than myself. She chuckled, although that statement was more true now than it was previously.
Her eyes spied Konrad Roth , Gerald Baker , Juan Cordoba and David Regan as well as a few others. The Daeva hated to entirely intrude since they just got up there.
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Patience is boring, Gerald comes to realize. So much for letting them come to me. He might have lasted a little longer if there were anything else to occupy his attention, but enough is enough.
It isn't a defeat. Not precisely, anyway. He can still mind his new position as Prefect while making polite conversation. Maybe he can even keep business and pleasure separate affairs for the course of the whole evening. Anything is better than doing nothing. Righting himself from his comfortable position of reinforcing the walls, Gerald casually makes his way out to the middle of the floor - just in time to witness a trio ascending from the depths of Hell. The Reeve , the Ventrue Priscus and... of all people... the charming Vivian . How on earth is he going to keep things formal with her in the mix?
"Good evening." he says, eyeing the trio. "Have you been enjoying yourselves so far?"
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A strange thing, ambition.
Even more so in a Carthian. It was one of the oddities of the Covenant; those that were drawn to it, and what they paid lip service to. Of course he remembered the asinine Daeva with the name full of conceit. Perhaps Roth would come to the same ignominious end -- time would tell. That, and how accurate Velma's judgment was.
"Thank you, Harpy Star."
Asa focused on the other pair, having asked his question about the Gangrel Priscus and having had it answered. The man, he did not know; the woman... what was the Kine term these days?
Under the radar.
Odd, given her name. Or perhaps it was just coincidence that a lower case 'A' next to an 'L' could be seen as a 'D'.
Asa nodded, and gestured at Angel Ducard and Kenneth Gilroy to approach.
As Marco wandered up the stairs into Heaven he spotted his Priscus and a man he hadn't met before talking intently. He needed some conversing to overcome the threat he'd just received so he approached them.
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