Were it not for his Mask of Tranquility, the Regen-Deputy and the Herald would feel the Beast of Eric rustling, starting to become very displeased. He was composed enough, for now, to be able to speak.
"This is bullshit!" he exclaims, "If I were being hostile, you'd have been a torpored body about 10 minutes ago. I came here seeking Acknowledgement yet all you've done is skirt around the point with useless ramblings on your perception of what proper etiquette is and the fashion preferences of the Mekhet Whip, who, by the way, is missing. Which, unless you were behind it, is a bad thing. I don't care about the 'loveliness' of the frocks she wore. Hell, she could have come to Court in a clown suit with a donkey painted purple in tow and I wouldn't care less. I've been nothing but to the point, giving straight, honest answers, which is more than I can say for most Kindred I've met. Now, because of that, you want to exile me to the Barrens?"
He turns to the Regent-Deputy. "Sorry about that. I'm Eric Drag, Unaligned Shadow. I should have come to talk to you first. That way, this massive headache-inducing situation wouldn't have been an issue."
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