Gideon takes the card and looks it over, nodding in a satisfied way. "Excellent news. I shall be in touch with you, then," he says.
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Gideon takes the card and looks it over, nodding in a satisfied way. "Excellent news. I shall be in touch with you, then," he says.
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"Of course, Mr. Masters," Heathcliff says. He writes down Ishani's contact information.
"It strikes me that there's someone else you may wish to make contact with," Heathcliff adds. He points to the smaller of the two doormen. "Just as you specialize in obtaining things, Mr. Portman specializes in obtaining information. He's also a Shadow as well."
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"Of course, your Majesty. If you will be so kind as to have Olivette contact me as to where to have them delivered, I will see to it they are delivered within three night's time." Circe then bows to Ishani. "A pleasure as always, Harpy Ishani."
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Regina head over to Circe, keeping an appropriate distance from Millar. "When it pleases you, High Priestess Circe, I would like to discuss the fate of my painting."
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"Thank you, I will make sure she does," Asa replied. "Again, thank you for a lovely evening and the gifts."
With a small wave and smile to Twist, Asa and Ishani left the Court.
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"You are most welcome, Prince Clarke," Circe says. "May you, Harpy Ishani and Priscus Twist have a good evening."
After the Millars leave, she turns again to Regina. "I'd be pleased to discuss that now, Regina," she says.
"Ah, thank you kindly Sir!" Wade says with a certain measure of happiness. Having his Priscus' contact information tucked safely away, Wade moves toward the doorman the Seneschal had indicated. "Good evening Mr. Portman," he begins. "My name is Wade Masters. The Seneschal suggested I speak with you, as we have some similar business interests. I understand if now is not a good time for you, but perhaps another night we could chat?"
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As Court winds down Arnold turns to Jessi and extends his arm to her.
"Shall we be going?" He asks "My new Escalade is parked outside."
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Sean grins as people began filing out. Court had gone well for the Circle of the Crone. He hadn't had much role in it himself, but Circe, Dirge, and the rest of the Circle members who had been involved had made it look easy.
He chuckles. What the fuck is the Movement's problem? This shit was a cinch.
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Jessi
"Sounds good t' me, sugah," Jessi says to Arnold, taking his hand.
Scott Portman
"Another night sounds good," Portman says. He reaches into his jacket pocket and hands Wade a card. The card reads "Scott Portman" and includes a phone number. "The Seneschal, eh? He's never sent anyone my way."
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*Max nods as the Rules are read; remaining silent when it was asked if there were any other questions. He watches as Court winds down; looking for his clan Priscus. He notes she seems... preoccupied; Max deciding to speak some other night. He makes his way to the doors, waiting for permission to leave for the night. He'd had his fill of Kindred company for the night; eager for a little less crowded surroundings.*
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