(1103) Eternal Court XIV

[Alice Brown]

'Wait, did I just hear... fashion? And, shopping?' Alice grins again. 'Thank you, Sacramento indeed has a lot of stylish Kindred. The more the better of course.'

First she didn't even spare a look for Scott, however, when he was ready to leave, she said coldly: 'Enjoy the rest of your night.'

Together with her attention, her smile goes back to Ariana and Sarah. Although her smile soon becomes a bit weaker. 'Now I'm afraid we have to wait 'till a later moment to continue this most joyful conversation.' Alice waits a little moment to build some excitement. 'His Majesty has requested your presence Miss LaFleur.' And she looks happy again, gives a nod to Ariana and a 'can't help it' look.

[Sarah LaFleur]

"Well then I do not wish to keep His Majesty waiting." Sarah smiles at Ariana, a genuine smile for the classy Redhead. "Madam Donovan, thank you for taking a bit of time out of your evening to make me feel a little more welcome. I look forward to making it up to you one of these nights."

To Alice she smiles with just a hint of naughtiness in her blue eyes, one Daeva to another. "Please lead the way."

[GB82]

Sarah LaFleur

Sarah allowed Alice to lead to where the Prince stood at the center of a small collection, okay maybe 2 or 3, other Kindred. She politely bows and waits for her turn to speak with the Prince.

[Brenn Lawrence]

Brenn looked up as Anton spoke, snapping out of some idle train of thought. The way he loomed over the couches reminded her of a distant, hissing rattle from days long passed and the remembrance of it during the Haunt Meeting. The shadows around the rooms remained as they were though; she wasn't afraid of him this night.

"Fond, good Bishop? Lets just say that I'm close to fondly imagining bad things happening to Sidor. He and I will never see eye-to-eye, largely because he tries to antagonize me and probe my defenses. Or at least that's what I believe he's doing. The only other possible reason for his words would be if he is pitifully delusional and I don't believe that to be the case. Oh, and don't worry, I'm just going to keep my lot very separate from his and only contest him if his actions present a problem for the collective interests of the Domain. I don't wish to make an enemy or antagonize his denomination but if I see trouble I'm going to stomp it out."

[Mykel]

*As Ciara makes her way away from Thomas and towards the gaggle of Kindred around the Prince, Max makes his way away from that same crowd and begins hunting the three deputies. Two he knows; but the Bishop is another matter. Maybe Max will get lucky and he'll be wearing a giant hat like the Pope...*

[Dean]

Anton remained standing.

"Mmm. You each seem to enjoy the last word," the Haunt offered languidly.

He took a seat opposite Brenn. The reek of torched fields clung to the air about him, acrid and potent.

"I have no particular care for the fondness my cousins have for one another. I reserve my concern for things like that issue out in the Barrens. Let it be said however that if I see trouble from my parishioner I'll peel his flesh and stake him for the sun..."

Anton's tone lightened. An iota.

"...for I resent the implication that I am not impartial in my other role. Now. Perhaps you and I could speak on the matter of the alley men."