Prepping another curtsy to supply to any passing Regent, Duke or Duchess Martha smiles a great deal and makes her way over to join the queue to congratulate Max in a more official way.
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Prepping another curtsy to supply to any passing Regent, Duke or Duchess Martha smiles a great deal and makes her way over to join the queue to congratulate Max in a more official way.
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Tracy turned to the Regent of South Sac and offered her a friendly smile. "Yeah, I'm sure I'll see ya around at the next shindig," she said to her fellow Gangrel, giving her and Dog a quick wave. She stood from her seat and scanned the crowd, making sure that people exited the building without causing any problems. After all, the evening was almost at an end, so she wanted to make sure that no one got any silly ideas this late in the game. That would just be plain silly, thought the redheaded Deputy to herself. But then again, she had encountered a variety of Kindred that lacked a self-preservation instinct in the past. For now, she continued to watch as the Kindred of Sacramento exited the building, waiting for Max Heinz so they could leave together and she could congratulate him in a proper manner later that evening.
Erich politely nodded at Regent Hienz response, before casting a glance to Catherine. "A pleasant evening to you both."
The Shark turns and exits into the night.
Erich leaves the scene.
Albert saw the line forming to congratulate Heinz. He knew it would be a while before he had a chance to speak to the new Regent. He was still reeling from the fact that a vampire that he viewed while intelligent and articulate but certainly not the least bit threatening. The neonate was glad he did not make such volatile remarks as the others had tonight. The fact that the Mekhet he squared off against the former Reeve did not indicate it gave him the chills.
The defeated contestent walked over to the table where his name tag sat next to Velma's. His first impulse was to destroy the offensive reminder, however, it was neither the time nor place. He plucked it up and tucked it inside his jacket. Out of sight, out of mind.
He was glad to see The Shark had left. Based on his past experiences, Sawyer believed Passions wouldn't think twice to make a verbal jab then follow it up with a hpllow "you did the best you could, buddy." Sawyer looked around for Hans amongst the crowd.
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Her social obligation to be present over, Aïleen quickly retreated from the throng of Kindred to enjoy the fresh air of the night. Change had happened tonight. It would bear watching, if she were to learn, and progress. And be cured.
Aïleen has left the Scene.
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Catherine nodded to Max before taking deciding to follow out one of the losers. She was curious as to what Erich Passions story was.
Catherine Leaves the scene.
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