Call to the Priscus of Haunts
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Connor, having just finished drafting a letter, picks up his phone and dial's Jennifer's number as he folds the paper into an envelope. There's only one way he trusts this letter to be delivered, and he hopes Jennifer Hazelton will be willing to provide the means.
The Vanishing: 
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City Status
Invictus status
Presence (Lady)
Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
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Blush, Imbibe, Blush Blush, Imbibe, "Good evening, Mr. O'Brien." Jennifer addresses as she picks up the phone.
Would she answer every phone call directly?
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"Good evening Miss Hazelton," the haunt starts, "I apologize for the sudden call, but I was wondering if I might make use of your assistant, should he already be out doing some errands? I have a letter that needs delivered, but I would prefer knowing that it got directly to the recipient's hand."
The Vanishing:
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City Status
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Presence (Lady)
Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
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Blush Blush, Imbibe, Blush Blush, Imbibe, "I admire your prudence. You can make use of my assistant for your errand. I shall send him to our shared home to meet you."
Jennifer was already in the Necropolis, so Liam departed to wait in the sitting room adjacent to the Caldarium.
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"Thank you, I will go to meet him now. Have a wonderful evening." The haunt replies before ending the call. He stands, grabs his letter, then begins the trek to the Caldarium from his sleeping chamber.
The Vanishing:
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