Aaron and Alessandra continue here
(1807) High Summer Court
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Another night, another Danse.
Is what he might have thought.
If every decision didn't come with consequences.
Tonight cannot be considered just another night. Not knowing what he knows; not with so many new variables. In this particular case, the variables are individuals. So Taft sees it prudent to exert control over the situation the best he knows how: to control individuals.
The Spider reels as waves of frighteningly strong Beasts wash over it. It readies itself to spring and drive its teeth home in those it feels it could handle. Behind the blood-red haze of fear and anger, Taft bides. Gathering his wits and strengths to bring full to bear against his intellectual adversaries.
Taft offers his unique, archetypal bow as he passes the Prince . She seems preoccupied - as often seems the case. He could be patient. She would want to hear his news. Of this, he's convinced without a doubt. She just doesn't know it yet. So dark eyes scan the crowds, searching for a place to insert himself. A certain disgraced Daeva catches his attention... removed from the throngs. Unlike those he would seek out on his own, the ever-popular Colonel sits alone. Taft sees an opportunity. And snatches it.
Taft joins Davis here.
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With Kindred already dispersing, it irked Krieg mildly. How am I to bow to everyone if you keep moving?Hold still! He was more so annoyed at himself. It could be worse. The Prince could have charged him a Boon. He checked to see who was on the "to bow to" list.
Spotting Alessandra , he made his way over to her and Aaron van Valen .
Krieg approached Vivian York , with a bow and a greeting. "Hello Seneschal. Pardon me if I did not congratulate you on your promotion."
Smiling at the Haunt, but a slightly bewildered look on her face, Vivian responded. "Good evening Mr. Krieg. Thank you very much. I had my work cut out for me the last night at the Nox. I definitely realized the difficulties our Prince may feel at times. It's nice to be able to assist her with so many."
"How are you fairing this evening?"
Rebecca watched the ebb and flow of court; her Catalyst pulling her to and fro as both weak and strong beasts masqueraded around. Suddenly the Mekhet Priscus entered and made his way to Davis. She became curious to say the least. Looking in front of her it appeared that Vivian and Krieg were beginning to speak, so she offered a polite nod to excuse herself and make her way to the makeshift card game.
Rebecca heads here
With a smile and a wave to Clara E. Verne as their conversation ended, Lina Moretti saw someone she meant to talk to, someone who had been saying really nice things about her and her Covenant. The Priscus of Shadows was sitting next to Davis and Simmons around some card table...
Lina Moretti heads here.
After the nice chat with Krieg, Vivian had been reminded of something and sought out Cynthia Weiss . But alas, she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Unless she was hiding very, very well.
While she started a slow stroll looking for anyone who seemed alone, Vivian couldn't help but hear the chatter of the corner booth and slowly walked near it to watch and listen.
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New IdentityCynthia was late. Not surprising for the goth priscus. It seemed like every time she set foot in court she was bombarded with the sensation of her Beast screaming rage and mortal terror into her soul. The whole process was harrowing and draining on her desire to be there.
None the less, she had just finally climbed down the stairs into court, the heavy plodding of footsteps and a twisted chemical stench heralding her arrival. Black studded jacket, jeans and massive boots. All monochrome in colour. Normal for her on a night. Except her hair which was a bright, near neon pink. Whether it was out of a need to experiment or sheer bordom was known only to her.
She closed her eyes and felt the monster within growl. It snapped writhed but quickly went fell back into silence. No one new tonight as far as she could tell. Opening them again she stalked into the room and took a seat, trying to get comfortable for the rest of the night.
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