- - - - Dr. Ith Lazarus - - - -
Dr. Ith Lazarus arrives at court wearing black suit pants, and a button up dress shirt along with a lab coat which were both slightly less wrinkled than the ones he was typically seen in -- this was court after all. Tonight he carried a solid black leather briefcase with him which contained the sum of his research conducted last night; he was sure the Prince and his immediate underlings would be eager to learn what he had discovered. Through his mask Lazarus visually scanned the room looking for anyone he had been recently acquainted with, and even old faces that may have been lucky enough to survive.
It is not yet time to talk. Lazarus thought to himself. That time will come soon enough.
The doctor took a seat closer to the front than he usually took at social gatherings. His briefcase was held in his grasp sitting on his lap.
- - - - Taylor McCoy - - - -
Taylor McCoy arrives slightly late to the Prince's court by at least fifteen minutes. There were several other kindred here and Taylor was a bit surprised to see so many after thinking the other night that there were hardly any, if any at all, left in Sacramento. The young man/girl was dressed in a perfectly tailored silk suit that offered absolutely no hint as to if it were a man's or woman's suit; it was obviously custom made. Taylor had spent extra time bathing eariler for the perfect hair to show off this evening, and now it hung flawlessly downward draping slightly onto the suit jacket's shoulders. With the utmost confidence, Taylor walked deeper into the court looking around and observing all the collected faces.
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