Every Rose Has its Thorn

[Rebecca Dawson]

Rebecca’s haven was in the Carmichael district. It was a studio with a loft bedroom in a trendy part of town. A clever use of the space, small as it was, it was still chic and was a great example of industrial design aesthetic.


Rebecca herself was dressed in a cream cashmere cable knit sweater dress with a turtleneck collar. She wore thigh high suede boots in a matching cream colour. Her hair blew out straight, making her hair perfectly straight and lustrous in the dim lighting. For jewelry she wore round cut diamond stud earrings.


She invited Alicia in. Once the door was shut she nodded to her and stated, “Welcome to my Haven, Cousin.” She paused watching her. “Make yourself comfortable, please,” she gestured to the leather couches.


“It appears we no longer have a Priscus.” She said softly, watching Alicia. “Worse than that, I had no idea she was leaving or gone until she didn’t show up for formal court.” She paused and licked her lips and folded her lips tightly for a moment before cocking her head to her side. “Did she reach out to you about leaving?” She asked her earnestly.


@Lady Sin Alicia Silvers

[Rebecca Dawson]

Bookeeping

[Rebecca Dawson]

Bookkeeping

[Alicia Silvers]

Gift bag in hand as she knocks upon the door to the Haven of her cousin, not fully having taken the effort to dress herself up to much or hide her heterochromiac eyes, as always wearing her purple lips this night paired with a black rose choker, purple seasonal nails and an assymetrical dress its corset part hidden underneath her shirt as she offers a warm look to her cousin and steps inside.

Getting in close to her in an instant as the door closes, hand taking hers without hesitation.
"Thank you for having me cousin, we have much to discuss." Letting her hand slide free as she leaves a note behind and takes off her boots.

Note

I know you have received at least one gift from our Seneschal, if you still have them kindly either put them outside or at the very least shut them under a pile of clothes or next to a running faucet in the bathroom. I will keep my words guarded for a moment before speaking to deeply.

Walking over to the leather couch, sitting down leaning herself backward in it, making herself somewhat comfortable.
"Indeed it does, hence our primary agenda for this night is to decide which of the two of us will take this role, who will fulfill it. Once I leave one of us will informally be able to call themselves just that, and have the right to announce it at their behest, likely in court though." No idea huh, so she did indeed only let a very select few know, I wonder why, truly I could not have charmed her to much, what made her not share it with Rebecca as well? "I do assume that we can come to a mutual agreement in this matter though, voting is impossible, and I want our family united in decisions like these rather than leave it to chance which might risk bad blood, now more than ever we need to be able to stand united." Taking the time to let her eyes look around over the nicely decorated place, feeling somewhat at a loss, many places she had been to but something like this, yes this was new.

"I was blindsided by her leaving as well, cannot say that I am surprised, and there were clear signs she was planning something. But my time together with her was to brief to truly get to know her. Still the epos needs its branches, the past is the past, we need to prepare for nights to come and not be hung up on nights past."

[Rebecca Dawson]

Rebecca smiled back at Alicia, letting her amazing presence wash over her. She was about to compliment her, when the note slipped into her hand. And while reading it, she hesitated for just a second, and went on to say, “Good evening Cousin, it's so nice for us to come together!” Her eyebrow went up at the note and she nodded once to her cousin and moved over upstairs to where she kept her writing desk, and took the package carefully downstairs.


“Sorry! I just wanted you to see this stunning gift from Seneschal Hazelton! Even the packaging is divine! Let’s step out onto the terrace really quick!” She opened up the terrace door and exclaimed “Oh shit!” and let the contents et al fall onto the busy streets of Sacramento. She stepped back inside and closed the door. “The gifts were lovely to be sure. Especially the pen. Ah well.” She shrugged. She didn’t mind indulging her cousin. Small price to pay for privacy. Or soothing paranoia. It worked for Rebecca.


She curled up beside her cousin on the couch, enjoying the cozyness, and of course having another Kindred there was different..but not wholly unpleasant either. Like something she had once remembered being used to. It felt like a long time ago, but really it wasn’t THAT long. By Kindred reckoning anyway. She let her say her piece about it all.


“I want us to be united too.” About that, she paused. “I had sent a letter to Seneschal Hazelton alerting her of my intentions to enter Prince Antinori’s territory in hopes of living here. I received a letter back accepting my entrance into Prince Antinori’s territory. Also with a warning to me regarding Priscus Carmen and her conduct, and that her intentions for me may not be on the up and up.” She said softly, watching her cousin. “It put me on guard with her and then all of that happened in court after my acknowledgement didn’t go so smoothly, and at that point I was ready to suggest to our clan she be replaced.” She spread her hands and then stated. “After that she left, and apparently was sore at me over it.” She shrugged.


She watched Alicia for a moment and asked her directly. “Do you want to take on the mantle of Priscus?” Rebecca didn’t want to beat around the bush. They needed a resolution and hemming and hawing over Priscus Carmen’s exit wasn’t going to help them.

[Alicia Silvers]

Raising an eyebrow in surprise at the unexpected gesture, neither having known that her cousin had received that kind of a gift and something so useful nor that her words would be taken to such a length. Having hoped to maybe see them stuffed underneath some clothes or where running water would intercept their words to no end but nothing like this.
"That was...unexpected" easing into a warm fond smile "but a highly appreciated gesture."

Moving ever so slightly to the side upon the couch as she turns to face her cousin, keeping a warm smile upon her lips as she stretches out the gift bag she had brought.
"First things first, I hope you will accept a gift of my own, if not I shall not force it upon you though."

Inside the gift bag

One Füm mod in darkwood and a rose humidifier for aroma therapy and a pack of aroma oils.

Giving her cousin a moment to either put the gifts aside or take a look upon them before carrying on, she herself loving the relaxing atmosphere, the chance to be near blood again in a place where they did not need to keep a mask or think about their words to the same extent they had been forced to until now, something she had never truly been without until exceedingly recently and she hated not having it.

Listening to the tale with an interested look, letting each word of her cousin be spoken without rush or sign of interruption, just having one arm up against the couch, legs raised up and inward with her feet out a bit over the edge of the couch.
"That does fill in quite a lot of gaps for me, let me share some aspects I have seen in this. The two of them held some sort of feud, Verity had plans thats for certain, she was brewing something. I was not made fully aware of exactly what, but she worked tirelessly for some goal that much was evident. And in this pursuit the two clashed, I believe aspects of it at least came down to the view of the decorum by the covenant of our dear Seneschal, the decorum she wish to maintain, and the freer spirit of Verity." Thinking for a moment, that certainly made some sense. "I am aware that Jennifer met with you and Ms.Allard alone, and that the two of you discussed something concerning our family to be presented to us or as things stand now I guess me, would you mind sharing an insight into this with me? In return let me share that except for a night we encountered one another by accident out in the city where we acted like strangers so have me and her only met at court, and during the get together at Lotus she hosted."

Intertwining her own fingers, closing her eyes and nodding.
"I do desire the role, warned as I have been of its hollow nature so do I not wish to believe it. I believe it was hollow for Verity as she was alone, I wish to hold it to unite our family in this domain." Opening her eyes with a look out the window, letting memories wash over her for a moment before looking back at her cousin. "There are two things though, first of I am naturally amenable to discuss it, and second me and Verity had one aspect we share and clashed over. I do not know if you are aware but I am unaligned, I have as of yet not cast my die with any covenant, a norm for this is as you likely know that you danse alone. Something Verity did describe to, I do not align in this thinking, my own view is that I choose where my allegiances lie and to me I have chosen blood, as in family." Licking her lips. "And you cousin, do you wish for the mantle?" Heterochromatic eyes watching her cousin, aspects of herself she had mostly kept hidden shared to allow a fair image as she awaits to see how deeply this conversation would have to go.

[Seryna]

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