(1808) The Lords

[Ashley Cohen]

Ashley read over the note noting nothing had changed. A smile drifted across her face at the realization that almost every face was new, but the letter of the law remained the same. "Thank you." Ashley said with a bow of her head, handing the note back to the Priscus of the Lords.

"Eastern Russia, around the Golden Horn Bay." Ashley gave the information freely to Rebecca.

Taking the card from Rebecca, she pulled out her phone, giving and receiving numbers to both the Lords.

"My schedule is light. Whatever date and time works for both of your schedules, it will be my pleasure to attend." Ashley tucked her phone back into her pocket.

Ashley knew politics, and knew the night life held a multi-faceted approach. It was such a simply task for her to get her family to come out on top; it was innately in their blood, after all. It was also the safe way to play, as Sacramento may as well been a foreign territory. Whatever headway she had made previous had evaporated and she hadn't the faintest idea of where the Movement stood in the hearts and minds of Sacramento.

Ashley gave a nod of her head. "I am familiar with Western Europe as well."

[Aaron van Valen]

Aaron only nods shortly while accepting the paper back from Ashley. It is no surprise she has no further questions regarding her Acknowledgement or the Laws. The Priscus, however, wonders what it would mean to have a returning Ventrue in his family. One that looked like she could hold her own.

'Perfect. I will let you both know within a few nights.'

He hardly has time to overthink possible political moves from the Carthian when, from the corner of his eye, he catches another unfamiliar Beast. Immediately his head spins in her direction.

He lets her speak. Without grabbing her by the throat. Without knocking her to the ground. Aaron would hardly notice her at first, but now that she is standing right in front of him, he could not describe the striking quality of the newest Ventrue.

'Hello,' he says while studying the woman. She seamed to glow almost. Her captivating voice takes a moment to settle in his ears. Then, perhaps a second too late, he opens his arms in a welcoming manner, 'In the flesh.' Eventually a smile appears.

'Welcome to the Domain of Sacramento, Kara Maeve. I hope your travels have not been too uncomfortable?'

[Ashley Cohen]

"Ashley Cohen." She offered with a brief curtsy to the newcomer. From there, her hands clasped together in front of her.


Ashley remained silent, though, as the Priscus and Whip had to dispense introductions and formalities. She was not going to bog down that process with trivial conversation.

[Aaron van Valen]

'Of course, glad to hear it,' as if she would show any weakness, it wouldn't suit a Lord, 'and where is that from, exactly?'

Aaron turns to smile to Rebecca. 'Most fortunate indeed. Good to see more Kindred are finding their way to Sacramento.' He shortly lets his gaze wander through Court. Just when he thought he had met the local Kindred. But who knows what qualities these new arrivals would bring with them.

At least one handsome face.

Standing in the Shadows...

But - back to the woman in front of him, demanding his attention with her silk words. 'No problem at all, Miss Maeve. To further delay such a matter would only be a disadvantage to us all. I just need to make sure you will swear to follow the Laws of the Domain, as created by our good Prince, Alessandra Antinori.' The paper he still had in his hand, is now handed over. The Laws are handwritten.

'And if you wouldn't mind, exchange contact information.'

Clearly, not an obligatory part of Acknowledgement, but it would make his future tasks as Priscus much easier.

[Ashley Cohen]

Ashley's hands remained clasped in front of her, as she continues to listen intently. She was intimately familiar with the pressures of being new arrival, having played out this routine a handful of times, within this very city. Still, the fluidity of it all was appeasing - The Lords, these Lords kept the process smooth, even the new arrival.