1509 Political Orgy

[Konrad Roth]

Konrad had been anticipating the meeting. The new Carthians' debut at Court had turned some heads and having met them one-on-one, Konrad at least had a sense of where they fit on the board. There are things to be done though if he is going to make this work. The Gangrel Priscus arrives at the Sterling with objectives in mind. Marco had made his intentions clear that he wishes to steer the direction of the Movement. But Konrad is through taking a back seat when there's influence to be gained. Considering it's in the hands of these newcomers to decide who will represent them, Konrad isn't too worried. Fresh eyes are what he is counting on.

Wearing a dark dress shirt, dark green tie, and vest, Konrad heads to the front desk of the Sterling to borrow a podium from the banquet room down the hall. He wheels it on a dolly into the Drawing Room where Marco sits looking comfortable.

"Hey," says Konrad unceremoniously in greeting to his Carthian cohort. He conceals the Beast within, its pawing, tearing, hungry instincts pressing the Savage to tap into his precious Vitae to throw the wooden structure atop his rival. Not tonight.

He sets the podium down at one end of the room, its back to the bay windows and begins to move and position some chairs to accommodate guests, though he doesn't expect any but other two to be arriving tonight.

He makes conversation as he works. "I figure we do this proper like, since we'll be having more members now. We go 'round, make introductions, make the Circle, the whole shebang. Then we both make our pitches for the Prefect position along with anyone else who wants it. Sound good to you?"

Not much of a conversation. Straight to business it seems.

[Phoenix]

Gabrielle arrived at the sterling at the designated time. She wondered for a moment how the Carthians could afford such a place, unless it had been leased from someone else or another covenant. But it wasn't the time for such thoughts, but the one to see what the Carthians were about.

For the occasion, she wore comforable but fashionable sports clothes, a statement that they were no longer in court but among themselve. If you couldn't be a bit more yourself amongst the movement where would it happen ? Unless of course that's part of the kindred curse. She would see for herself soon enough.

She had no idea on how the Carthians worked in the city, their ideals, political motivations, how they manage to work together, what the chain looked like, things like this.

She noticed that two kindred already arrived at the place, recognizing both of them. Gabrielle saluted the both of them in a more casual matter that she did at court.

"Hey there gentlemen, I see people are coming and the discussions might already have started. Marco, Konrad, how's it going tonight? "

[Konrad Roth]

"You got that right," answers Konrad while straddling one of the chairs, all edgy backwards style with his arms folded over the backing. "Gerald showed us what he was made of when he cut and run without so much as a goodbye."

Konrad stifles the urge to laugh at his rival. Once again, Marco parrots everything he suggests predictably. Even if he isn't elected Konrad is sure he can still puppet the Covenant to his tune. Since Marco had gained his confidence and influence in the Domain it wasn't all that different than dealing with Gerald.

"Yeah, good idea," says Konrad, smirking at his private thought.

Gabrielle's arrival causes Konrad to tense as another Beast joins the party. Another rival that needs to be put in its place. The Savage wonders exactly how martially skilled the newcomer claims to be, wondering if he aught to put it to the test.

His smirk remains. "Hey there, Abby. Hope you found the place okay. It's going alright. We haven't really gotten started. Wanted to wait until everyone showed up. I think it's just Diana we're waiting on. Then we can really get things moving. But let us know if there's anything on your mind."

[Phoenix]

The beast wallowed in rage at the reaction of Konrad, another contender who wanted to take her rightful place. How about shoving a sword right up your ... oh damn ... it was not easy being a kindred in a covenant where team working is supposed to be the order of the day. She hoped that the gathering would not degenerate in an orgy of anger frenzy rather than a political one.

"No, nothing on my mind at the moment. Except maybe a little curious to see how many of us there truly are in the covenant."

She then watched at Marco, it was definitely not easy being a kindred Carthian and trying to work together when you the beast constantly calling you to either murder your 'ennemies' or flee the shit from them.

She took a place at one of the seats and waited from something to happen. Marco and Konrad were already discussing prior to her arrival and maybe it would be better not to intervene right now. Unless they ask her to join the conversation of course.

[Violet]

Into the Sterling strolls Diana Barnes. She has been here a couple times now, and so is as familiar with it as any other place in Sacramento, save for her haven. She's wearing a pastel outfit that seems pretty business casual.

This time, she doesn't pause to ask the woman at the desk where to go, she walks directly to the drawing room, and enters without knocking. She sees that Marco, Konrad, and Gaby are there.

But not C.

Smiling at them, she takes a seat at the couch opposite Marco. "Just waiting for one then, are we?" she asks nobody in particular. Its possible they hadn't even seen the post it.

[Wod.Infant]

Stranger: a person with whom one has no personal acquaintance, a newcomer in a place or locality, an outsider.

That was Chloe’s status amongst her kind, it was the sort of power she held over them, the power to shape expectations and to change mask like a chameleon changes colors to blend to its environment.

The shadow had arrived early night at the Sterling, she floated through the halls of the place haunting them like a ghost, looking for any sign of a threat. She hadn’t been gifted immortality only to squander it for not being careful enough – and there was never careful enough.

Tonight the shadow was wearing the face of the new moon, a veil of shadows wrapped around her sylph like silhouette, black as the dress she wore and as lightweight as her ephemeral grace.

  7 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-09-01 14:54:20		Chloe rolls 8 to cloak of night @ carthian: int + stealth + obg (10 Again)		8, 6, 9, 10, 1, 8, 10, 9, 8, 5		7 successes

As the last participant entered the room Chloe followed suit wrapped in the anonymity of her blood.

  4 successes

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2015-09-01 14:57:15		Chloe rolls 10 to clash of will @ carthian: res + stealth + obf (10 Again)		8, 2, 5, 1, 2, 3, 7, 9, 9, 9		4 successes

As her pretty little cocaine green eyes fall onto the rest of her fellow Carthians she feels the taint oozing from them. Chloe steels her urges, the blind rage from the beast would shatter her mask, the stalker.

After regaining composure she remains standing, observing the rest. The meeting should be starting anytime soon…

Chloe is using Cloak of Night

[Konrad Roth]

The ethereal and captivating figure of Diana brings mixed feelings to Konrad, though his Beast is certain of its own affections. It remembers the close proximity they had shared, the pale and vulnerable white of her exposed neck ready to sample.

"Hey Diana. Nice of you to make it. I think we're all here, unless you've heard about another addition to the Domain I don't know about. But until someone shows, let's get started."

Konrad claps his hands together, rubbing them sharply in anticipation as he stands from his seated position. He goes around to the podium where he leans his elbows against it as he addresses them all.

"Alright, we've got a lot to get to tonight, so let's make sure that door is shut so we don't get any Kine wandering in here." Konrad waves a lazy hand towards the entrance to the Drawing Room in case it isn't shut and pauses in case it needs to be.. "We're going to do some introductions to start. I think we've all met each other but this is the first time we're meeting some of you on an official-like basis. Once that's done we've got a bit of an election on the agenda. Since our last Prefect left town the position is open. I'd like to make a motion to elect a replacement among one of us. But we'll get to that in a bit."

Konrad makes a sound as though he's clearing his throat. "I'm Konrad Roth. I've been a member of the Carthian Movement since February this year. Before that I was unbound, working among the Kine criminal underworld as a black market broker in Los Angeles. Well, still am really, but now I'm applying that trade in the service of the Grand Experiment here in Sacramento."

He welcomes anyone else to come up to make their introduction. When they're on their feet, Konrad would move to take a seat among those placed around the podium.