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”Hmmm” The succubus seems to ponder, a hint of amusement creeping in.
”I’m in too then! Her smile widens just a bit when Asa seems to pout, clearly amused by the elevated spirits.
”But we should get her in to.” One of her finger points out to the new kindred clearly waiting to see if she was actually paying them some attention.
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Ana, being entirely aware of the gathering of monsters, but less than eager to join, notices the finger pointing towards her and returns an expression and gesture of her left hand towards her chest to ask, "Who, me?"
Playing dumb seemed like the smart choice, if it meant staying out of whatever trouble they were after over there. And Mr. Fancy Suit and the two Beasts distinctly resembled trouble...
...but so did her own, and it was oh so damned curious about every silly little thing that ever happened. So she found her feet quite insistent on returning to the floor as she made her way over, drawing close enough for private conversation before she softly asks, "Yes?"
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As the Daeva nears the other group of predators, recognition dawns upon her. Velma Star gets this as well, though their Beasts are perhaps, not yet convinced.
As the Daeva Clan Meeting is a Sticky, it officially occurs before this one. Velma and Anabella may now react as they've seen one another before
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Moving right along, then...
Pausing as she adjusts to a closer proximity with the unknown beast, but already familiar enough with the blonde's nature, Ana subdues her Sin and directs a question to Ms Star.
"How are you this evening, Velma?"
And she hoped her informality would be read as avoiding suspicious behavior, rather than flippant disregard for the monster that her soul wished to crawl away from lest she be torn apart on a whim.
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Asa didn't reply verbally, but gave the small waist a squeeze at Velma's agreement. As the other approached, Asa was somewhat surprised to note that it wasn't a one-sleeved dress. That, and that she was short. It didn't much matter to the Beast; five foot or six foot, it was far from happy.
Asa looked to Hildegarde to see if she, too, recognized the woman now that she was closer. He kept his silence, watching, curious to see the interplay between Velma Star and Anabella Prieto.
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For the moment, Hildegarde could have been a statue or a large, expensive, doll for all the movement and emotion she displayed. The jellied thing at the base of her mind squirmed in rebellion: Hildegarde and Anabella had only briefly before and never this close; the Lord was steeling herself against the expected assault of the noisome mass.
It took all her effort to appear civil: the Lord inclined her head in a welcoming fashion, but refrained from speaking for the moment.
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“Anabella!” There was a hint of quiet surprise in the songstress voice.
“I wasn’t able to recognize you from so far away.”
"I'm great!" The succubus takes a moment to notice the careful paint work her cousin displayed. She nods silently in approval.
“Ana is family…” Velma says looking to Asa and Hilde
“…she recently arrived town right?” Her eyes are back in the latin Daeva as if to make sure she wasn’t saying anything not entirely correct.
“Anabella Prieto, this is Asa, Asa Clarke...” There is a small pause, hopefully Anabella was good remembering names. ”… and here is Hildegard, Hildegard Bingen.”
Velma focus her attention back to Asa asking again for permission and hopefully striking a curious thought in Anabella’s little brain. ”So? Is she in?”
“Are you game Ana?” she finally teased, her smile widening just a bit at the promise of competition.
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Taking the hint that the man of no beast was hiding one, like the others, Anabella pondered how best to answer Velma's query. And I must remember to ask Martha how that is done.
"I was here very briefly last year. I don't recall having met any of you personally, however. A pleasure, I'm sure?" she replies, pondering the other questions a moment longer.
"May I ask what game this is?"
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You're... sure?
While the smile remained, it became fractionally more rigid; eyes went from shining amusement to cold and hard. While he had never demanded adoration or groveling, he did expect a degree of courtesy. He could almost feel his Ventrue Blood quickening as the Beast within surged, demanding something red, wet, and dripping of the thin-blooded offender.
Had they been Underground, rather than in a club teeming with Kine, he might have even indulged it.
"Oh, it's a simple game," he answered smoothly. He withdrew his arm from Velma and moved closer to Anabella Prieto .
"It's called 'Mind Your Manners'. The rules are simple: You express a degree of courtesy and respect to the the person who holds praxis and whos largesse you currently enjoy. Since you haven't quite mastered that, consider your 'visa' expired. You may present yourself at the next official gathering to petition for a new one, if by then you might be certain that meeting me is a pleasure." Asa glanced at his watch. "Now: leave."
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Hildegarde took a breath and prepared to speak but the Prince move into the space her hesitation left behind. When he spoke, he left the Lord open. Her sire's training kicked in: her mouth snapped shut and she smoothly altered her posture to neutral.
From behind her porcelain mask, all Hildegarde do was offer guarded sympathy. Such a tragic turn of events!
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