(1802) Empty Court III

[Niamh Sionnaigh]

A look is given to the behemoth, and then noticing he wasn't taking her far she bowed at her Priscus Mable Wood , and turned her attention to the haunt who wanted to talk.

joining Kreig~!

[Lawrence Taft]

Taft leaves the company of Takeda seeming pleased, indeed. What to pursue now, though? There had been that fetching Succubus who's caught his eye more than once. Probably not for the reasons she would find interesting. Still... her actions right now might satisfy his needs.

She may not even notice him as he circles around for a better view. But view he does. With Ms. York in such a close proximity to both Prince and Duchess, whatever they have to say next might be interesting indeed. If not? He might just borrow the Daeva for a chat.

[Alessandra]

She feels the press of Vivan’s Beast as her Coterie Mate enters Court. Her own snarling in her ear about how they should rip the flesh off the enticing Daeva.

It also reminded her that she could now do that. It was within her power.

But no. She wouldn’t do that.

Though her dark eyes were watching Vivian, and her lack of bow or acknowledgement of Ale’s new position. Part of her couldn’t blame her, she came in after the announcement. But how to act? How does she address it? Letting is slide would make her look weak, not a good look for a Prince.

So Ale runs a hand along the Throne, walking slowly around it, dark eyes watching Vivian. She had been known to let titles slide, not always using them. How would she use them now?

“Times, like the seasons, are always changing. People and fashions coming and going.” She simply says.

A smirk was offered to Twist, a wave of security washing over her as the Daeva placed herself. Grateful beyond words for the support. Though the new Kindred might not realize how dangerous the petite Archon was. Ale had seen her in action, and had a deep respect for the woman.

She caught the look, but says nothing. Choosing instead, to let her actions speak for itself as she lowers herself once more onto the throne. "What do you think Madame York? How have you been?"

Her attention then shifts to watch Court, the groups that choose to split off were interesting. Were alliances being formed? Even friendships? Or was she simply becoming paranoid?

And the new Shadow was lurking. A look and half smile offered to him, letting him know she knows he’s there.

[Cynthia Weiss]

Cynthia had drifted into the background, the only real indicator of her presence was the omnipresent stench that made one think their insides were starting to blister and liquefy. Most of the court had split off into several separate conversations. She remained quiet and watched them all silently, even the new Haunts that had come to her attention. I should show them the Necropolis after this.." The goth thought. She would have to post a announcement somewhere to let them know. Hopefully none of the others were prone to snooping around in clan business.

An eyebrow was raised at Vivian's appearance and reaction to Alessandras appearance on the Throne. Was she like this with the previous prince? She shrugged as she slipped away from the new ruler and towards one of the newcomers, freed from her conversation with the new Mekhet. "So. Fitting it I see." She said to Katsumi from behind her. The curse was already starting to envelope the air around them like a toxic cloud.

[Takeda Katsumi]

Cynthia and Katsumi continue here...

[Mable Wood]

Mable gave Niamh a friendly nod of the head and heading over to Ale.

A slight bow of the head to Ale and she said, "A great look for you. Congrats. As you know, I am here for you and the service of the domain."

[Mable Wood]

"Miss York, You are always so beautifully put together. I am quite well, Thank you." Mable gave Vivian a sweet smile.

[Alessandra]

Smiling to Mable, “Thank you. As you know our battles with the Brood aren’t over yet, so I’ll be calling upon you to help our next attack. Of course, if you are willing and able. Two set of Claws are better than one.” She adds with humor and a wink. Mable was one person she trusted right now in a fight, she had proven her willingness to defend the Domain.

Looking up from the Throne to Vivian, who had yet again ignored the obvious accession of Ale, she simply looks at her. Debating how to address this slight.

Elbow resting on the arm rest and chin resting on her hand, “I’ve formed an opinion on those who have entered my Elysia this night.” a slight edge to her tone. That’s right, her Elysia. Lets see if Vivian overlooks things this time.

Dark eyes settle upon the Daeva. Would she choose to ignore the blatantly obvious Prince sitting in front of her again? Cause Ale was not going to be so kind the next time.

[Mable Wood]

"I am more than willing to fight again." Mable said.

Mable then took a step back so others could engage with Prince Ale. Mable had to quickly turn her head to control a giggle when the song, Prince Ali sprang to mind.