Nos-Chat

[Cynthia Weiss]

"Nothing lethal to our kind. But troublesome if you're not careful." Cynthia said with a shrug. The Dead have no need to breath. Though sewage can completely ruin leather.

"I've been well I suppose. Been getting more and more busy these nights. Never thought I'd see the night I would be this popular." The goth said with a laugh. "You?" She stopped as soon as Maple made herself known. "Oh Priscus Wood. Good evening. We had just wrapping up Clan business. How are you?"

[Alessandra]

Ale had not been too far behind Mable, walking slowly and like she had a purpose. She didn't really, not yet anyways.

As pleasantries were exchanged, she stepped forward, a smile on her face, eyes dancing between the two Haunts,

"Good evening Priscus Weiss," a nod of her head, "Hierophant." another nod, "I hope your evenings have been pleasant."

[Mable Wood]

"I am wonderful thank you. And thank you for not minding the interruption." Mable was all smiles like usual. Then Ale caught up to her and she waited.

[Cynthia Weiss]

"Good to know. Anything going on with the Circle?" Cynthia asked.

The haunt was taken off guard by Alessadras arrival. She had been joking about her popularity, the world seemed to go out of way to make it true. "Prince Antinori. Good evening." She said with a small curtsy. "Well... With the exception of one thing, its been pleasant so far. You?" She glanced back at the stairs and frowned again.

Clearly Davis had left. Asshole.

Shaking her head, she returned to Maple. "Oh don't worry. You're Not interrupting anything. Been up to anything?"

[Alessandra]

She was pretty sure he knew what Cynthia was referring to, and following her eyes only confirmed it.

Smirking with a shake of her head, “Yes, that was rather,” a pause as she found an appropriate word, “unfortunate. Hopefully the lesson has been learned and there won’t be a repeat.” Because she was done.

Looking to Krieg, “I hear there are big plans for the Farm, and I’d like to touch base with you on a few things in regards to that. Just some questions I had, though those can be asked in private if you prefer. But I’m pleased to hear it’s coming along.” Good for them, rebuilding the Farm.
Her leadership? Oh, the Davis thing.

“Grazie. Though I fear my patience is running quite thin with the whole mess.”

[Mable Wood]

Mable was ridiculously happy this evening, and therefore couldn't help but smile brightly. "Priscus Weiss,

I'm sorry it's been so long since we have touched base.

How have you been?"

Mable was quite sincere.

"Thank you Hierophant, I appreciate being made so welcome."

[Cynthia Weiss]

Cynthia smiled. "Wunderbar Krieg. I cannot wait to see the end result." It was regretful the previous Priscus would not be present to see it...

She nodded to Alessandra, frowning again. "Yes. I had also asked him to see me after he was done cleaning. Though I'm starting to think he ran off to his haven." Exasperation and annoyance were starting to grow, much like the odd smells coming off the artist.

"Yes. It has been too long since we've talked." The goth agreed. Thinking on it, she had not really spoken to her since that incident with Twist several months ago. "Like I said, I've been doing well. How have you been anyway?"