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Shadow sits in the museum, in the room she knows was designated for her clan, and waits for her clan mates to arrive. She isn't sure what to expect, having had a lot of traffic through the city recently. But, it was beyond time to find out who was still here and who had left them.
She had pulled out chair and placed them around the room, setting ten in varius areas. She wasn't sure how many would come, but she could always get more chairs if needed.
Now, she waits.
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Arnold Culler arrives, in all his disgusting glory, wearing a nice pin-stripe suit and matching fedora, with a wilted white flower in his lapel. He enters the room, looking around to see who else has arrived and seeing that he appears to be the first one. He faces Shadow and inclines his head respectively to the elder kindred, removing his hat in courtesy. "Good evening, Madame Shadow."
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~~O-Yama~~O-Yama had not left Shadow's side as she left the meeting with the Prince and now he waited along side her. He truly wondered how many of the family were in the City and was ready to welcome any new members of the city along side Shadow.
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He couldn't help but admire Shadow as she stood waiting, her beauty and her age still amazed him and he found himself wanting to know more about her the more time he spent as her guardian.
~~Sunshine~~Sunshine arrives, looking at the guy who looked like a scene from a japanese warrior movie and also looks at Shadow. He smiles to them both and take a spot near to one of the seats, crouching down, because he didn't think the seats could hold his massive size.
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"Good evening fellow Haunts. I hope the night finds you both well."
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Arnold notices that O-Yama, too, is in attendance here. He puts a hand up in greeting to his clan mate and one-time colleague. "And good evening to you, O-Yama."
He notices another entering and turns around to find a Nosferatu who, like himself, had been horribly deformed by the curse of their blood.
Well, well. Looks like this city isn't full of pretty boys and girls after all
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~~Sunshine~~Sunshine nods to the equally brutalized looking Haunt, he face breaking into a smile, happy at knowing he wasn't the only one.
"Damn... you got lucky too?" He says to Arnold with a smile and a tone showing he meant no insult.
~~O-Yama~~
O-Yama nods in Culler's direction, he seemed an apt warrior from the way he carried him self and O-Yama was looking for combat minded individuals. He would make sure to mention to Culler about the Coterie...
"Well met Mr. Culler."
The door opens slowly as a tall, lanky, individual appears within the frame. It had been years since the man had left the sanctuary of his asylum in Amber Hill Hospital; he was curious as to why the clan meeting was called so he made an exception to his self-imposed exile. His long unclean hair was draped partly over the expressionless mask that covered his face, and his labcoat was almost as wrinkled as his gray tie. He refrained from speaking to the others in the room, instead he simply walked from the door frame and took the farthest seat from the rest of the group; he wasn't there to talk.
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Leighanne tentatively enters the room and looks around sighing slightly when she sees shadow at least she knows she can be trusted she walks over to the side of the room Shadow is in but stays far enough away so as not to conflict with her coldness and takes a seat and waits.
As Anatoly enters the room he looks around at Sacramento's gathered Nosferatu. Brothers, sisters, he was silently hopeful that he could count those here among them. Those who look over to him as he enters he meets with a smile and a slight bow, then he quietly takes a seat in the front.
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Shadow looks at O-Yama. "Yes, I believe it is."
She stands and adresses those who have decided to show. "Good evening fellow Nosferatu. I was asked by the Prince to gather you all together and choose a Priscus as our last one has met his final death. I see that some of you are new. Please stand and introduce yourselves to your feelow clan mates. I am known as Shadow, Oracle of the Ordo Dracul, former Prince."
She takes her seat again and waits to see who will go next.
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