Called to the Caldarium

[Alice Hart]

At least Gilroy was in favor of Alice's idea of protecting a historical site.

Then the talk is moved onto security, just like it seemed that everyone wanted to get a word in. Which lead to the young haunt to keep silent for a while. She really didn't know what she was talking about when it came to security concerns.

Alice speaks up and says, "I could uh-use any kind of training. I've been doing well enough for me all on my lonesome, but...if we're talking about protecting our Kingdom....I could use more training."

Alice hadn't heard that the Prince had granted Gilroy Regency over the Underground, but it was nice to see that her Priscus' efforts were noticed and approved of.

Then it's hard for Alice not to start at the High Worm declaring Robert Sheriff of the Deep Kingdom. Was this to show Robert that his efforts to make amends were noticed, and this an opportunity to shine? Or was this position only given to watch Robert fall Either way Alice offered Robert her wide, fake, smile in congradulations.

[Kenneth Gilroy]

“Feel free to establish a Sepulcher,” he said to Cross. A formal request wasn’t really needed but it was good to hear.

A glance at his watch showed the time was getting on.

“It’s getting late. I apologize that we didn’t get to have a more open forum. If you do have any additional concerns, I will be happy to address them through correspondence or at the next Clan meeting. Any opinion on how often you would find preferable? If not, I’ll assume quarterly is fine and I’ll make an announcement then, otherwise I'll go with the consensus. We’ll assess our progress at that time.”

Establish patrols, weapons training, improving several chambers, establishing an entirely new Haven with untested discipline experiments. It was quite a list to achieve in three months. It would be interesting to see accomplished what.

We’ve hit the month mark. Let’s wrap up so we can start all these patrol/training/construction/betrayal threads

[Garrick Marlon]

The burned man gets to be Sheriff....ok that works. Though more time for building and what not at least. Being Priscus did explode. So maybe not having a title is a good thing for now.

Humor washes though Garrick's words as he replies to Alice "There's plenty of time to practice." Because being dead means foreverish. "Sounds good to me." Garrick replies to Gilroy. Though how do you Hide a building? That's some serious shit, have to ask Alice about that. A parting nod is thrown Jack's way as he leaves and a small sense of relief feels Garrick not that no one is eyeing his throat.

[Robert Cross]

A nod to his Priscus as his request for a sepulcher is granted. Cross is still feeling honored to be taking the position of sheriff, but the enormity of the task is starting to dawn on him. Security, personnel management, communication protocols...And then there is the sheer fact of his responsibility for the safety of his family at large. Rather than succumb to anxiety, a sudden urge to get to work comes over him. Luckily, Gilroy has dismissed them and Jack is already taking the cue.

"I will be in touch concerning code words for the family. And to set up patrol schedules. If anyone should need me, please feel free to call. Or find me here." He says it loud enough for Jack to hear. "In the meantime, if my presence is no longer required, it seems I have business to attend to," he says with obvious pleasure, always happy to keep busy. He turns to Gilroy, "Thank you again, Priscus. I'll be in contact to provide you with all relevant updates." He then looks to Garrick and Joseph: "Mr. Marlon, Mr. Greenberg, I'll talk to you soon."

Unless stopped by them, Cross turns to move deeper into the Necropolis, already thinking about where he should establish his central command. On his way out, he pauses briefly to put a hand on Alice's shoulder, tilting his head to show her his smile, his eyes glowing with pride for her, and possibly for himself. "Congratulations Madame Caretaker," he says to her softly before removing his hand and continuing on, mind on his new duties.

Cross exits the scene. Thanks for the fun all!

[Alice Hart]

'Thank you Jack!' Alice near shouts in her mind. At least someone was listening to her. "Sorry to disappoint Jack, there's not a whole lot of heavy lifting involved, it more of...uh..." how should she say this...? "Our wonky vampy magic stuff." She settles for a twitch of a smirk upon her lips as she offered a strings pulled shrug. Wonky vampy magic that promoted her to be super lazy, so it could blur lines, and defect eyes.

"Yeah we could get a bulletin board going...maybe something prettier then that though...but if we need in-house messaging going, hum...I think I'll set up a message board for public messages to the Deep Kingdom at large, and a few private message cubbies, where you can leave messages and packages." Alice ties to think on the design of something like that, that would guarantees the privacy she was offering. Maybe a locker, or a laundry chute...leading to someone's sepulcher...?

Drawn out of thoughts as Jack says his goodbyes, Alice offered her cousin a wave. Glad for his hungry eyes to her turn elsewhere.

To Garrick, Alice laughs, "True enough I suppose. Kinda why I have really gotten around to it yet!"

At Robert's hand on her should Alice looks up, matching his scars pulled smile, with her own too-wide, stab-happy grin of her own. His look of pride, making the doll a bit giddy. "To you as well, Sheriff Cross."

[Kenneth Gilroy]

The meeting ended and the monsters dispersed. Some to their underground lairs. Some to their plotting. Others feed. The Deep Kingdom quieted as the Nosferatu went back to their stalking of the night.

Great job everyone!

End Scene.