1501 Monomacy Court
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Exiting the Private Room, with a smile that says I not only caught the canary, but it was very very tasty.
I look around for a moment to see if the Priscus of Nosferatu remains, he does not, so I make my way to the door. But the Prince certainly does. I give him curtsy showing deference to the leader of the domain, before making my way to the door.
I exit the scene unless stopped
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Julian trails a few steps behind Angel as they leave the private room, and like his Cousin he stops to take in his surroundings. Many have left, or are leaving - not surprising, the tone set by the main event didn't lend itself well to small talk and pleasantries. The one face he was actively looking for was gone, though perhaps that was for the best.
Smiling pleasantly at anyone who bothers to look his way, Julian begins moving towards the exit.
Julian departs the scene
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She was loathe to do so, since it would require associating with certain undesirables, but it would not do to let the vultures be the Priest's only measure of aid in removing his friend's body, and so she stepped forward to lend her aid. Originally she had let Galilei go to carry out Travis' last rites with respect in mind, assuming that it would be a quick affair even with carrion beasts prowling around him, but now it was apparent that this was not to be the case. And, seeing as she could not simply leave without him when he might want solace, she had little choice.
"Allow me," she murmured, slowly crouching down to place her hands under Travis so that his damned shell might be moved.
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No matter what he personally thought of Michael Travis, this was quite a brutal killing. Chris was dominated by two emotions. Disgust, first and foremost. His sword is always swift and precise when it kills. Shoving a gun one's throat is the opposite. His other emotion is surprise, because he's not more disgusted. He wants his body to feel like cringing and looking away, but the Beast remains nearly calm. There's the sight of killing and blood, but if anything, that doesn't make him look away.
Yet the Shadow remains tranquil, and silent. He was in no mood for socializing tonight. He doesn't know how the others do it. Well, maybe Galilei is happy with his free stuff? Especially after he had to burn his own haven down. Perhaps a Daeva would be mysteriously turned on by this gun-throat action.
I don't even want to think about it.
So Chris leaves as quick and as silent as he came.
Sorry everyone. I will be an active Reeve again, starting next Court!
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Cameron Levine beholds the complete and utter destruction of Michael Travis with a few cringes, but never anything but a smile. It was beautifully brutal business being a Damned monster and at that moment he wished that his own capabilities tended toward the martial rather than the intellectual. He chuckled at the thought of getting his own hands so dirty. What an alternate universe that would be.
The scene following the fight was, to him, less pleasant to see than the brutality of the battle itself. The Prince's disapproval, and the subsequent... clean up. Cameron felt no need to stay and witness the aftermath, content to let the picture of one Kindred's ultimate disposal of a foe remain crisp in his mind. With a nod and smile to any around him paying attention he exits Court.
Leaves scene
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With the main event concluded and its only living protagonist leaving for the night Velma felt like leaving. There was little to do to fix whatever needed to be fixed... if anything.
Velma nods to Peter Baldwin when he departs and does the same for the rest of the Invictus agglomeration. They would talk again soon.
She Succubus nods to the Prince excusing herself from his presence.
Her head was already busy with other details, Michael Travis would soon become just a fleeting memory, and even memories fade in Requiems large enough...
Velma Star leaves
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Hildegarde left, pausing only to give a respectful nod to Galilei and (after a pause) another to her Priscus. Was that a ghost of a smile on her lips? She directed something more formal (attire allowing) toward the Prince as she passed.
Hildegarde exits the scene
Bobcat came to this place with the sole purpose of watching blood and violence. It has been a while since he saw a vampire ash another. The last fight was pretty much the same than this one, the only difference was the crowd. This time nobody cheered, nobody insulted the fighters, nobody frenzied for losing a bet. Where is the fun?
After noticing that everybody was leaving, he left as well.
Bobcat leaves the scene
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Seeing as the situation has resolved itself more or less peacefully, Michael departs the Bella Norte.
Michael Redfill leaves the scene
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