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After having done her rounds, Tracy happened to stop by the bar next to her fellow Deputy. The redheaded Gangrel offered Callum McCann a sweet smile as her emerald green eyes met his for a moment. "Deputy McCann," she said to the handsome Daeva. "How are you this evening?" After asking the question, she turned to face the rest of the gathering as she leaned back on the bar. Her eyes scanned the crowd of gathered Kindred, studying those she was not familiar with.
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His conversation with the two priests over, Max resumes his slow circuit of the Court.
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"Regent Heinz."
Asa smiled as he approached the scarecrow of a Mekhet, already in a good humor. He said the words with a bold tone, full of grandeur as if announcing Max's entry to a formal affair, and offered Max Heinz a hand to shake.
"Congratulations."
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Smiling and seemingly happy tiny Martha is circulating the Court too. Watchful for whom is speaking with who and their general demeanours.
The Beast is a volatile thing. Anything could go wrong.
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Zach, seeing that the Reeve had not made himself known at court this evening, looks around to see who is underground.
Spotting his new coterie-mate Ashley Cohen sitting all alone, Zach sees time to do some business. Or at least grease some coterie wheels later.
Zach walks over to the table Ashley is at, and decides to take a page out of Erich's book.
"A beautiful woman shouldn't have to drink alone, Miss Cohen. How goes your evening?"
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As things seemed fairly settled and quiet at the moment, Martha made her way over to pass the time at the piano by playing some light Chopin etudes for those present.
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Disregard previous post, it was made in error.
Zach, his business with the Herald concluded, and his direct superior not available tonight, makes his way to the exit of the underground.
Zach leaves the scene.
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His conversation with the new Regent done, Asa made his way to the source of the new, pleasant, sound. He smiled at the small Herald, motioning for her not to stop for him.
Asa laid a hand on the piano, letting the feel of soft vibrations accompany the music, content to enjoy it while he watched Court.
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