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Wilhelm was at the location specified in his text to O-Yama, awaiting the Samurai's arrival. He had his smartphone out to pass the time, examining the data on the screen. Not without connections in the mortal world of his own after so long in Sacramento, he'd made a few other calls on his way over. And with the information returned by them in mind he was considering which of the two avenues available would be the best to pursue.
Conner arrived at the meeting point that O-Yama had appointed. When he arrived he only found the Priscus. "Hello Priscus Von Schusten" Conner said as he walked into the meeting point. Conner was, as always, is armed and prepared for the hunt.
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O-Yama arrives moments after Conner, wearing a solid white suit over white shoes and white tie, the traditional Japanese color of death. He wears his katana at his waist, cloaked in shadow and hidden away from sight. He approaches nodding to Conner and Priscus von Schusten. "Gentleman." He says, voice cold and emotionless. Tonight was all about the hunt, no idle banter, only blood.
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Twist arrived, after having left to change into something more appropriate for a Hunt. Boots and a leather jacket were the most significant of the changes, with form-fitting cargo pants and a black blouse with a military collar completing the outfit. Her hair was done in a utilitarian braid, wound and kept in place with fasteners adorned with small ruby roses. Despite the change, her natural curves and swaying walk made her look like a Sexy Mad Max costume for Halloween, until one got to her face and eyes, which were nothing less than predatory.
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Conner's presence was surprising. But ultimately not something Wilhelm was going to worry about. Additional help was unlikely to be a bad thing in a situation such as this, so long as his fellow Mekhet did not get over-eager once more. And the four combatants would, likely, be able to handle whatever allies Mac managed to surround himself with.
Conclusions reached he looked up from his phone at the cluster of of Kindred around him. "Greetings, I have had a few friends of mine look into MacAntaghee. The information they obtained has left me with two leads; Ith Lazarus and one Alexander Holland, a college student. If he has fled to Lazarus the abundance of medical personnel at Amber Hills will likely complicate matters, and MacAntaghee woudl likely be a stationary target. If Holland has heard from him I believe it would be more likely that he is on the move. And in approaching Holland we are unlikely to run into anyone we cannot interfere with. Therefore, I believe that beginning by finding Holland would be the prudent course of action."
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Conner leaned back and listened. Conner was there as a guest and at the invitation of his fellow Regency Hound. Conner was not aware that Von Schusten was the leader of the Grim Hand and was rather surprised that O-Yama neglected to mention that fact.
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Victoria arrived wearing black fatigues and blouse. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she wore a black and gold New Orleans Hornets ball cap. The black denim jacket hugged her curves in the right places and she had a serious expression on her face until she saw Wilhelm and Twist then gave them a small smile.
"Evening. Lovely evening for a bit of sport wouldn't you say?" Victoria said with a grin as she approached the group.
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O-Yama weighs the two options, Lazarus was a powerful man in his own way, and his medical team could prove problematic. Holland he knew nothing of but he was sure the Grim Hand could handle any situation that was thrown at them. "Holland seems the better target to ask about the Deputy first. Are we waiting on anyone else or is this everyone?" O-Yama asks, ready to get moving.
A second later Victoria arrives and O-Yama cocks his single eyebrow. As far as he had always been concerned, Stamford had always been a non-combatant, but she was Ventrue, her family's power could prove useful, he would not deny them her company. "Priscus Stamford." He says with a nod to her.
"Anyone else? If not, we move with haste." He asks once more.
Conner gives a head bow to the Priscus of Lords as she entered, giving proper respect but remaining quiet. Conner waited but he was growing impatient. If they were going to find the brood spy they needed to do so now.
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Twist gives Victoria a smile, as well as a quick once over.
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