(1406) Shadow Meeting
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"I'm sorry. Please excuse me."
Erika held up a hand to forestall Daniella, then waved it dismissively at @Luke Caldon as she looked around the table.
"Please. Whomever that belongs to, would you mind dismissing him? If I had the desire to be lurked upon, I would have a ghoul of my own."
The hand withdrew.
"My compliments, however. He's very well mannered."
Luke gave the Regent a friendly smile.
"Luke Caldon, Dragon of the Ordo. Forgive the late introduction, but I tend to prefer the role of an observer."
Luke turned to Daniella, still smiling. "I have no wish to stall the proceedings. Please, continue to make your case."
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Erika's lips quirked in the hint of a rare smile. Had this one just told a room filled with Shadows that he preferred to observe? How unique. Pointing out the absurdity of the statement would only be marginally less of a waste of time than listening to it. It was doubly absurd because he had clearly not observed being asked to introduce himself, or observed that Daniella was finished speaking.
Well. If he failed to speak promptly when called upon again, she would simply pluck the answer from his thoughts. She then dismissed the matter from her thoughts. He was of no more value to her than a glass of lemonade and would thus get similar attention.
She smiled at the others.
"My apologies for the delay, then. Let us continue. Is there anyone else to consider?"
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Keeper Sage wouldn't have been Aïleen's first pick in many circumstances, but her own particular ones were well suited to the woman's kind of help. It was well worth considering.
Meanwhile, having no intention to compete for the title herself, she merely shook her head at Regent Brady's suggestion that others step forward, and waited to see whether Mr Whitfield would step forward too, or if Brady felt like donning this mantle perhaps.
David very nearly did it. He very nearly stood and put his own name forward to be the Priscus of a Family of Shadows and Secrets. In the end, it wasn't the promise of added responsibility: David was quite at home with quietly toiling for others and he knew that if need be, he could serve in that capacity.
No. In the end, it was his modesty.
It took a bolder man than him to stand and place his name for their consideration. A bolder man to be scrutinized for doing so and quietly judged for it. Nominating himself, then, was a bit outside of the bounds of the tradition David existed in for over thirty-years.
David glanced over to Aileen at his side, as though trying to divine an answer, before looking back to the rest of the Family.
The Mortician simply drew his lips into a thin line, keeping his temporary pact with silence.
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Oh, fuck it.
"I'm throwing my name in the hat." He spoke up. That was more or less it too. No speech, nothing about what he was going to do should he get the position. Nothing.
Everyone knew what a Priscus was supposed to do. No point reiterating. Point was how the job was done. If somebody wanted to know, he could go over it. Ask and you shall recieve or something along those lines.
And someone had to offer the alternative past the "Hey, you want it you got it!" Scenario. Win or lose, Daniel just wanted it to come down to a vote. Being "static creatures" and all meant a change in policy was a bitch, but once it was set it was set. Carried into other aspects too, made those changes just that much easier.
Last meeting came down to a vote too, Daniel was just continuing tradition, something he felt Daniella, being Invictus, could understand.
Win or lose, it was the policy that mattered to the Carthian.
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Sad to see Dillon go under such terse terms, Martha made a private vow to make it up to him later. It was certainly an awkward start to the meeting though.
Once things began moving Martha nodded and listened as people spoke. She held her hands tight and tried not to pout at Erika's shrill arrogance. In her Minds-Eye she entertained a brisk fantasy of indecorous and unladylike dreadfulness towards Witch-Traitor-Erika.
Having amused herself with uncommon awfulness Martha nodded and was aware that Daniella and Daniel were in competition with each other.
It was a hard call to make. Both had served the Domain well and she saw nothing in either applicant to count to disqualify them.
She studied those who were in silence. Wondering if it was a symptom of careful evaluation or some other consideration.
"I shan't be nominating myself for the role...though I am always happy to fill the role of Acting-Priscus should the need arise again."
Martha smiled sweetly.
"I daresay we can all agree upon reliance on the traditional show of hands will suffice to show support for any candidate..?"
Her question was sincere, she looked about to see if anyone had a more innovative selection process.
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Ah, hell, who was he kiddin'?
Daniel leaned back in his chair and mentally facepalmed. He was getting melodramatic, and that wouldn't do. All these thoughts of policy and crap was just being silly.
At least he realized before he ended up shooting himself in the foot.
Daniel shook his head in response to Martha's question. A show of hands seemed a little indiscreet in a room full of Shadows, but Daniel was just fine with that.
As indiscreet as a show of hands might have been, David wasn't going to peek his head over the proverbial parapet again. Therefore, the Mortician simply shook his head stating that he had nothing against the simplest in shows of confidence.
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Rina watched the nominations quietly and calmly, reading each candidate. She didn't actually know any of these people, of course, and so planned to abstain from any vote.
She nodded quietly at Martha when she suggested the show of hands. It would be useful to know who stood with who.
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