Henri received his reply and prepared for his meeting with his Priscus. A new town, a new Priscus, new laws, and a new Chapter to get to know. It was a familiar dance and kept him adaptable to change, however he had neglected his studies for too long with the Ordo and hopefully Sacramento would see him spend more time in one place than he had in decades. He gave a satisfied grin at himself in the mirror as he pulled the charcoal suit top over his silver vest and tie.
He had called an "Uber" for his ride for the evening, something that was new to him. He had been out of the United States for nearly ten years, and heard about the trend. Having a sense of adventure and a taste for change he decided to give it a try instead of calling a car service. However, he had found a driver that drove a Lincoln Town Car, so maybe it wasn't as adventurous as he could have been. The driver pulled up and Henri slid into the back seat giving him an address a few blocks from Ballo Della Notte.
The back seat smelled of leather, cleaner, and a hint of something herbal came from the front seat. Henri had heard of advancements in medicinal herb usage in the US, but had no clue what the laws of Sacramento were, so he just let it go. The ride was pleasant and Henri kept a smile on his face as he looked over the sights of his new town. The car pulled to a stop and Henri stepped out and reached inside his jacket for cash. He nearly tipped the man in darahim, but the man explained that payment was all electronic now.
"The times they are a changing", Henri quotes Dylan to himself by the way of his former mentor in the Ordo. He walks the last few blocks to the performance venue with a smile on his face, wishing he knew how to whistle. With a last adjustment of his suit he walked to the front door and caught the attention of the first worker he could. "My name is Henri LeClaire, I was told to ask for Myah." Henri then thanks the worker for their time and looks for a place to sit and wait, expecting whomever was going to greet him to be busy.
Twist
1 vitae spent for blush of life: Henri is carrying his phone, wallet, and a pocket watch, but nothing mechanics wise.