Vampire: New Callings IC

[MelissaB]

Each of you, drawn to England and it's capital, the city of London, for whatever reason the night was drawn you here for your schemes and plotting and grab for power, a font of power for the Camarilla sect. Ruled by it's Prince other factions are barely noticeable. The buzzing nightlife, a quite suburbs and the run down areas of cheap living for the kine. The place was rich, both in opportunities for wealth and power as well as blood. Whatever your personal tastes may of been for Kine there was plenty for you to indulge upon. Whatever your desires and motives each of you are here for one thing, power and influence, be it fear, respect, love or a mixture you're out to better yourself and become a powerful presence now you were alone and without the shackles or safety of your sire. It's winter, the new year had past and now the depths of winter were looming, nights were long and days short, perfect for a vampire and dangerous for their pray. Though for some you were already here getting yourself settled and ready to start your claim. A chill, one even vampires could feel seems to grow over the city, like the breath from the plunge something is stirring, waiting and it's coming from the depths of night to the point even vampires are cautious.

Reaver

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You and your childe arrive in London, you came by ship, with both of you locked in the cargo hold in sealed containers within such lied your coffins, holding you tightly in place until it was safe to open it up. The journey was one of silence and reflection with no way to communicate with anyone but yourself for the entire trip. Still it gave you time to plot and scheme and think of ideas of how you'd proceed, the city you were headed was held firmly by the Camarilla and wouldn't be easily taken or disrupted, likely sabbot groups existed but their power was almost nothing, with such control the Camarilla wouldn't have much trouble weeding them out. This also meant you'd be stepping on the toes of any Sabbot group there as you try to take power for yourself, any vampire might claim to be of a sect but it's power they all crave and you're no exception, with your childe to support you, though like you did your sire you know she had to be plotting to gain her own power and increase her mastery of disciplines and vampiric might.

The entire journey takes two nights though it seemed endless and it was almost over, you heard yourself being loaded into a truck and driven somewhere, your journey was to the local Sabbot rebels, and their leader to make contact with your own people, though of a different land and under management you were unfamiliar with at the moment, still since you were headed to London it was better to end up in safe-ish hands before you started to expand your domain and it'd given you a good opportunity to get better acquainted with the city. The journey is over soonish and you're carried into somewhere, it's underground judging by how many steps and how you were tilted downwards before you are rather unceremoniously placed on the floor with a thud, jarring you about inside the coffin a little before your creates are opened and a knock on the coffin to signal you.

Slowly they pry your coffin open and finally light, though unnatural hits you, near blinding after so long in the dark. You're beckoned out of the coffin by what looks like two gangrel sabbot, likely grunts that survived their first night as a vampire while two more of similar ilk at opening the coffin to Fah-Zhen's container and coffin. They seem to give you a moment to get accustomed to your surroundings and let you take a moment for yourself, after all it's not like you're just some fledgling pulled from the dirt to send into battle though they pay less respect to Fah-Zhen yanking her from the coffin in a way to violently wake her up and get her bearings.

Once you're both ready they gesture you to follow. "Come the pack leader wishes to speak to you." He calls back at you as politely as his clan's bloodline could manage which to say wasn't high up there. As you taken along you greeting by a meeting chamber of sorts with various vampires standing around speaking before you enter, all eyes turning to you with an open glare, clearly most here viewing you as stepping on their territory. even if they were failing are overthrowing the Cammarilla. Seems that a flesh crafter is the pack leader of this place as they slide up over to you, gruesome in appearance and clearly lacks are defined gender anymore as they've crafted themselves to be the monster that stands before you. "Lucrezia was it? Come sit, there are things in the city you should perhaps know about." He gestures moving away from the room full of others to one more secluded, your childe however was prevented from joining you inside and was told to remain outside with the others.

As you sit down you offered an arm of a nearby blood bank that's stood at the desk, they appear out of it, likely drugged in some way meaning the blood is likely to have a bit of a hit to it as well should you desire to partake of it's blood and quench your journey's fasting, likely Fah'Zhen was getting similar treatment outside with a different piece of cattle.

Gorbaz

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You find yourself sat in your room. Marie is busy brushing her hair with her hairbrush, it was opening night of your nightclub and you had spent literally every penny you owned to get the building and get it set up with booze and insurance and licensees to keep the local law enforcement from crashing the place at some point and allow you to go about your business as if everything was normal. Still you had started what you wanted, got your followers to work at your club, both behind the bar and on the door, your ghouls busy getting the place ready while they open up. Frank already taken his place on the door while Jo is busy wiping the bar and making sure the seating areas are ready to be used ad nicely spaced out. Of course this was just a club and you currently lacked a DJ to keep music playing while people drank and danced.

Meanwhile you needed to figure out exactly how you were going to get anything done, for all of this you needed money to maintain, buy stock, pass inspections. Of course you could visit the Cammarilla and get their help in keeping the place up and running and the Kine from interfering too much but they'd likely ask for something there are others you could go to but the city itself was under Cammarilla control, speaking of which now that you were established you'd likely be getting a visit soon after all you were yet to pay your respects to them and would need to be proper about the matter, at least that's what Marie keeps saying, it's nice she's at least being helpful this evening for now at least still you were growing bored and while this side project was your baby it didn't bring in a lot of excitement as of yet something Marie was near constantly whining about you could always visit the Sun God and get your nightly treat though you also hear the prince is having a meeting at the Hellios art gallery.

Aledria

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Tonight like many nights you awake from your rest and gather yourself, going about your nightly routine of drinking to quench the fast from the day's rest to dressing and looking proper, a young girl still upon your bed, once she's recovered your sure your agent ghoul friend will find a place to put her, a regular at the sex club and she had been so excited by the idea of being invited for a personal session with yourself, you ravaged each other all night and now she's utterly worn out, it'll likely take her a few days to recover from the amount of blood you stole from her body to feed your own but she seemed to enjoy it enough to not complain. The only sign you bit her is the blood that's on her thigh, you had long since licked the wound closed.

You had to make for Helios today, the prince wanted to set up a meeting and discuss a few things with some of the higher ups of the various clans within the Cammarilla tonight and as you are the owner it was expected for you to be present giving you time to get a few items done before it started or find a good excuse to get yourself excused to go about your own business with the knowledge most of them are busy with the meeting and the prince himself. It was however rather short notice, like something had come up that needed addressing with the clan elders in the city.

Lilbooth

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You arrived in London, it's night winter and cold out so it was best to dress the part of a kine in the winter, you had been huddled up in the cargo with the baggage so as to avoid the sun during the trip but once you touched ground you were let out of your container by a few vampires that had been informed to collect you upon arrival, the journey was dull and you've been without blood for a few nights now that you'd beginning to notice the lack of fresh blood in your veins, the more pressing issue was the trio of Cammarilla gragrels that were looking at you, more beastly in appearance that your own Brujah bloodline though from the smell of them also several generations lower. likely 13th by the smell of them. A bit beneath you for a greeting party but then you never were one to be fancy about things. the pair look fresh like sent here by their sires as a little run around job, not too unlike Bee did for you when you first started to adjust to the night life.

The middle one, a woman looks at you. "You Bri? Send to collect you and get you a lift to your haven, if you want to go there alone that's your business rather be out killing Sabbot anyway than playing babysitter for some American Brujah. Not like your place is special, more like a student home but guess the dollar doesn't get you much over here." She comments which gets a huff from the two behind her, likely she is the stronger of the three considering they seem to follow her lead in everything and remain quiet when she does but don't speak over her when she's talking. "It's near a tube station so getting about won't be a problem for you but you'll need a cab to get there first." She stats with a smirk, already believing you'd rather get there alone. Handing you a piece of paper with the address. "If you are interested once you get settled the prince is holding a meeting at an art gallery, you should probably go pay your respects before you start moving about too much." Now that sounded like a warning, if it was her warning or another's it's unsure she was definitely too fresh to be speaking like that or too overconfident. Unlike back with Bee you realize the city is more heavily controlled by Cammies rather than the Anarchs back in L.A. Meaning you had to be more careful about what you got up to when alone and moving around the night as well as who's toes you stepped on and how you decided to do so.

An Ying Hu

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You had arrived a few nights ago and with your funds what remained of them anyway were able to secure yourself your own haven away from the other vampires and the kine. A warehouse by the docks, A lady that ran the illegal gun trade of getting them into the city took you on her boat, sealed you in a contain for safety and took you in. Through her you managed to get hold of a warehouse, wasn't used by anyone but her but she needed to pawn it off quickly to keep the heat from her but at least you'd have easy access to weapons and with a decent refurbishment you'd have a good haven or club if it took your fancy to try and make one for yourself, Shabby but it'll do, at least for now anyway, there was plenty of illegal activities if the girl with guns was anything to go by, whoring, guns, drugs, theft, slaves and many more the world stank of misery what harm was it for you to simply get rich off of it, you're far better than the ones suffering anyway right?

For now at least your arrival hadn't been noticed by the more established kindred roaming the city of London, you met one or two during the nights and realized it's under Cammarilla control, the place was held tightly to the Masquerade and any breech of it would likely be punished quickly rather than slowly, not the best place to start causing trouble but the more fun and exciting because of the greater risk almost had your heart pumping again, what a place to take power from oneself than when it's against the binding ropes of the Cammarilla law, defeating and outsmarting them to prove your better. Almost like it made the ideas of Finland a holiday but this would be where you'd truly work and struggle to prove your superiority over the other creatures of the night where there was a lot of competition besides your Contact had an ear out for you in case anything interesting came up and tonight as you woke up you had a message from her. - Lou got something that might be up your alley, meet tonight at the Sun God, a club in the city, it's loud got a lot of traffic so we won't be noticed having some fun there and we'll talk details there. The message ends you've likely got time to do as you please for now but as a start it's certainly something you could do. Might even quell the boredom that's beginning to set in.

KnightVanilla

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You waken tonight in the bed of your one bedroom apartment just on the outskirts of the city center, draining a nearby bloodpack to sustain and quench the thirst from the day's fasting, quick scope of your messages and emails has one in particular, most importantly beyond the usual responses to your PI advert about lost loved ones or helping expose a cheating spouse was one about something up your alley, at least that was the title sent by the morgue assistant at the local mortuary about a strange incident and a odd corpse that was usually the stuff you investigated, the police apparently have come up empty about how the person ended up with zero blood in their bodies without any body marks and since you had taken such cases of that ilk before, they had contacted you.

Grabbing yourself to a cab you quickly make it to the morgue, entering via the back since this wasn't strictly legal to be showing you corpses on on going cases but when you enter you spot it, a male, mid 30s by the look of them, no wounds, likely a vampire that overfed and killed the man and licked the bite closed. Looking you over the assistant glancing about shakes her head. "Looking over the entire body, no way to drain a person that much without a wound." They state before looking around. "if you want the personal effects for some clues you're going to have 5 minutes in the locker before the cameras come off of maintenance and start recording again." They stated giving you a pointed look before they left you to it. In the locker you found the clothes they died in, wallet, keys and a driving license. The dead guy's man is Mathew Rodderick address is a two miles from where you are now and likely his car was somewhere nearby if the police were doing their job correctly.

[An Ying Hu]

There was something about winter that always made Louise Alphonse Desroisers feel a tad depressed. "Under the weather" would perhaps be a more accurate expression, since that weather generally involved tons of snow pouring all over her or her windows, as cold and as white as her unblemished skin. So what was this uncanny similitude that caused her darker emotions to react in this manner? Certainly not any repressed sense of inferiority, oh, no.. Two hundred years have more than proven to her that she was, if not anything, resilient. Like a spider clutched to its web, even if that web happened to be woven inside of a perpetually moving truck. But that was enough of lackluster metaphor. The real sense of dread came from winter's odd dead calmness. The routine of the ordinary kine in the aftermath of petty religious celebration. An expectation of absolutely nothing protruded from the snowy mounds gathered on the branches outside. Like an agreement to agree that there was this period of time which must be celebrated for whatever arbitrary reason, and that period would soon be followed by a greater dullness which everyone knew would happen but everyone agreed to forget. Like the afterglow of a mediocre orgasm which feels like it ought to last forever just to compensate for what came before. And Europe certainly had lacked some of the darker pleasures on its end, to her knowledge. There were none of those deliciously rare hermaphrodites which she had a chance to taste in Las Vegas and New Orleans. France had lost its lustre for life as for the British Empire -pardon - the United Kingdom..

Le sigh.

It was amazing how little kine had changed over the years. Little more than a century ago, you got noble lords striding in their gaudy carriages, tipping their cylindrical hats and brushing their dull, monochromatic suits as they exchanged hollow pleasantries out of Grosvenor Square. A mere kiss on the mouth caused 'proper' ladies to faint, and fingering an attractive member of the same sex in public or private could have gotten you imprisoned within the far more gauche walls of an asylum, with all the architectural charm of a squashed fly. In this day and age, instead, you got feminists clinging tight to their air-conditioners as they campaigned for the equal rights of chickens and dogs.

And they call me insane. Maybe this was true to an extent and all that, but the kine themselves were much, much worse. The English especially. Sure, sure, she still held a tiny grudge against them for Waterloo and so forth, but she was confident that her reasoning prowess was developed enough so she could look at things objectively. Humans have made so very little progress on any front except the technological, that they were almost wordlessly begging to have their livelihoods snatched out from them. Buuut - le sigh, again - even that part was made difficult in London, for the puritanic grip of the Camarilla and the lackluster presence of any significantly powerful opposition ensured that any lawbreaking was to be thoroughly investigated. There was no fun to be had with these dull, dull people. No sense of freedom, no artistry in criminality. They likely would not understand anything that she may have to teach them.

Still.

She had spent most of her wealth in Chicago, and she intends to take a small break before submitting herself to the horrors of fast travelling again. Finland can wait for a few more days, right? Right.

She stood at the top floor of her newly acquired warehouse, a crooked grin taking shape on her dried and broken lips. Though she snarled a bit at the way the letter addressed her. "It's Louise," she shouted at the message with the same dark seriousness with which certain members of her Clan spoke to STOP signs. The illiterate Facebook and Twitter generation.. she tuts to herself before sliding in front of a mirror and gazing at her gorgeous self. Ordinarily, she would have put something more frilly, but tonight she felt like white blouse and black jeans which she kept on as she went out into the streets towards the Sun God.

The cold would obviously not bother her.

[Reaver]

A new land, a new chance to flourish. Lucrezia let out an airy sigh as she stepped out of her coffin, her black feathered robes swishing around her feet as she glanced at the two Gangrel thugs for a second and no more. They may be vampires, her kin in a way, but they had as much value to her as the dirty ground that her heels kept her feet from touching. Preferring to look at something far more beautiful than the bestial vampires, Lucrezia turned her gaze onto her childe, Fan-Zhen as she was pulled out of her coffin unceremoniously. The poor girl fell to the ground on her hands and knees, gasping as she tried to quickly gather her bearings, garnering a few chuckles from the other vampires and putting a smirk to Lucrezia's own obsidian lips. She was indeed quite the beauty in the halterneck gown that only reached a little above her knees, but the sheer nature of most of the fabric added a delicious sense of vulnerability to her that did much to accentuate her fledgling status among vampires.

"That was your first trip in a coffin, wasn't it?" Lucrezia said, moving one hand down from her chest down to her side for Fan-Zhen to appraise as her deep gaze shifted to looking at the ceiling. "I've seen some do worse and I'd imagine some of the ravenous animals in this room would have gone mad in the time we spent in solitude. Once again you earn my praise, fledgling." Paying no mind to those in the room, save her loyal subordinate.

"Thank you, mistress." The girl's voice almost squeaking with choked delight at the compliment before reaching up from the ground to kiss Lucrezia's hand several time, each peck as delicate as snowfall. After showing her thanks, the Asian vampire finally stood up before standing two feet behind Lucrezia, with her head bowed in submission.

"Well then, I supposed I should pay my regards to the pack leader here before departing for my own adobe." Lucrezia said rather off-handedly as she began to follow the vampire through the meeting chamber. Sabbot politics were rather simple when compared to the 'Game' Lucrezia had learned during her time in the courts of old; it was all about dominance and respect, who had more and who had less. As she walked through the chamber and watched the all the vampires on the left and right, she saw that many were in dire need of domination to learn respect. Yes, she was an intruder and she enthustically planned on taking all of their territories for her own, but that was simply because they lacked the power to defend their ground. The Cammarilla were encroaching here and now that she had the proper assests to combat them, she'd drain her Sabbot rivals of their resources to aid in her battle against their true enemy. She would take all of their worth and utilize it for her own purposes until they had nothing left to give and then she'd consume them so her childe and herself could become even stronger.

"Pay them no mind childe." Seeing this as a teaching moment to whisper to Fan-Zhen. "Even though we are all of the same group, more or less, they eye us warily because they know our worth far outstrips theirs. We are wolves among dogs, we can either allow the pups into our pack or watch as the hunters, the Cammarilla, domesticate them." Saying the last part a little more loudly so some of the vampires could hear. They could pout and glare all they like but the Cammarilla had proven them to be more bark than bite, toothless dogs that needed a strong alpha or master to guide them.

"But at least they have a pack leader who knows an opportunity for making allies when they see it." Complimenting the host as she provided a small bow upon meeting the Tzimisce pack leader. "Yes, I am Lucrezia the Pack Priestess. I'd imagine we have much to cover. The last time I was in England, Oliver Cromwell was more or less ruling the lands." Giggling slightly as she followed the mishapen vampire into the private room. "Fan-Zhen! Watch the door and make sure none of them touch you. That dress is far too expensive for them to be sullying with their grubby hands." Giving her an order before closing the door behind them.

Now it was just her and the pack leader, now the real politics could begin. "So enlighten me on the situation is here." Speaking slowly as she took the blood bank's arm and slowly ran her fingers up and down it's length; such warmth, such power resided in there. "I'd like to hear your perspective before getting Harkonnen's opinion on everything." Casually name dropping her dear friend, the Priscus' name before finally sinking her teeth into the arm. It was a bit early to revealing her key ally, but it might end up paying dividends to let potential allies and rivals know right off the bat that she had a friend in a high place. Her eyes fluttered in the pack leader's direction to show that she was listening while the rest of her focused solely on indulging her craving for blood.

[Gorbaz]

Sheena Duval reclined in her chair and stared out of the window into the London night. It had been a long road to getting the Blue Haven set up and open, throwing out fliers on the cheap to get attention. Sure, she didn't have anyone to provide music, but she had put on the flier that local bands were welcome to come and play, didn't she? Marie had insisted on it, she was sure, but then she was also insistent that they had opened on hallowed ground. Of course that was rubbish, and she was unloving proof since she hadn't burst into flame after entering the building.

"I had hoped for a better opening night, Marie" she said with a sigh. It was still early yet, and she had plans to stay open for as long as possible, but then that would increase her overheads, and that might mean she'd not be able to stay open at all.

Grumbling about her lack of fortunes, she finally climbed up out of her chair and walked over to her wardrobe, pulling out a good suit. Not the best one, obviously, but one that wasn't too bad, but on the other hand wasn't screamining her trying to dress above her station. Pulling it on, she decided to head out for a stroll. Perhaps she would come across one of those Camarilla types in her wanderings, or perhaps not. Perhaps she might come across some rich fop she could rob, but then people tended not to carry cash in large amounts on themselves these days. It was so much easier back in the day...

"Come on then madam" she said as she left the room, and made her way downstairs to where her two retainers were managing the operations of the bar. "Look after the place, please" she said in passing. "We're going out for a bit. I expect to at least have a few coins in the coffers when I get back". With a final glance, she went out and into the cold London night. "What way did you say that gallery was again Marie?" she asked, glancing left to right. Whichever way it was, it was going to be her first stop tonight.

[Aledria]

Sorrell slowly ran her hand along the young thing’s thigh and let out a long, content sigh. In some ways, it seemed like yesterday that she was as young and innocent. Her lips softly pressed against the girl’s thigh, next to where she had drawn sustenance only moments ago. Pressing up from the kine’s nethers, she slinked up the mortal’s body, her naked form basking in the warmth radiating from her lover for the evening. “Dannielle, ma bichette,”she whispered, her lips moving to the kine’s ear, “You were amazing.” She was average. “Your passion and daring are without equal and I agree that you would look great with some rope accessories next time.” This too was a bit of an exaggeration, but Sorrell knew that Dannielle was trying to be more daring. She kissed Dannielle’s neck, near her ear. “Your skin is beautiful on its own, but I think your skin would be breathtaking with the imprint of silk rope expressing itself across your body. Let me know ahead of time and I’ll see if we can set something up.” She breathed in and leaned forward, kissing her pet deeply one last time, before she rose form the bed. “But I unfortunately must go.” She took one look over her shoulder, before she slipped on a short, semi-sheer, orchid-colored kimono and stepped into the hallway to see her ghoul, Samantha.

“Ah, you’re here.” A sly, but subtle look crossed her face. She knew that Samantha had been listening in. “Danni is knew but I think she would be more than receptive if you wanted to join next time, but merci for giving us our privacy this time. Can you make sure that the car is ready, s'il vous plait?”

They made their way to the Inner Temple, where Sorrell asked for the secure phone line and called Vadim. “Bonsoir, mon ami. I am about to leave for a private social event at Helios. I would appreciate it, if you could keep me apprised of any dangers that arise in the area. And since I am about to see some of our allies, have there been any new developments that I –or our allies- need to be aware of?”

[lilbooth]

The ride across the pond wasn't particularly unpleasant for Bri. LA had gotten very crowded and very stressful. The chance of expanding Bee's organization out into a new city was exciting and also liberating. She'd finally have a chance to really take the lead without Bee puppet mastering the whole thing. Her hunger was nagging her, but she had gone longer without a meal on several occasions. As she was welcomed by the small group of gangrels she paused for a long moment, stretching her arms behind her as she did.
"Yeah." She finally muttered after leaving an uncomfortably long space in the conversation. "I'm Bri, and I'll take that lift, with the current state of the dollar I'm not turning down any free rides." She said as she hefted her bags and tossed them to the two young gangrels that flanked the women she was speaking to. "And I'm in the same boat miss. I much prefer hunting down the Sabat to being a Chauffeur. But hey whaddya gonna do?" Bri continued as she began making her way to whatever vehicle she assumed belonged to this gangrel. Once she found it herself or was corrected she would sit in the passenger seat and wait for her entourage to take her to her haven. "Be great to know who your sires are, and where I can go to get a good meal." She said to her company as she waited for them to drive her away.

[KnightVanilla]

It was another day at her 'job'. Despite how mundane it may have been she knew that she would have to go through. The requests from the day before she could start her night. Despite her unlife, as others would call it, sleep stayed relatively the same. Especially with how heavy her body felt as she struggled to reach for a nearby blood pack. Clutching it as she felt her bare feet touch the worn wooden floor. "God I gotta get me some money..." Maria grumbled before filling herself with the blood to help start her day. After dragging her feet to her desk she began to search through her list of jobs... It was more or less the same jobs with the usual missing persons and the cheating spouse. For the missing persons it was likely they either ran away kid or just some unintelligible undead involvement. It was best to stay out of those jobs unless the Camarillo wanted her to do so. However that was far more rare to receive any direct assignments from them, but to show her worth she tends to work the streets. Eventually she would try to find some way to work her way to the top... Living in this shabby office was rather disappointing.

Maria kept scrolling through the jobs until one caught her attention. Apparently it was of a corpse with its blood drained. No bite marks were mentioned, but it did come from a friend.. Seeing as though her elders would be interested in this she decided to start her night here.getting dressed up quickly in business casual with dressed pants, button up long sleeve, a tie and vest to complete everything.

Stepping out of her place to catch a cab just before it could pass her. The drive wasn't long as her thoughts drifted off. Arriving to her destination, Maria quickly took the back door and was greeted by the staff here. They were quick to give her the necessary means to investigate everything quickly. Five minutes was more than enough time to inspect the man's gear. As for the body... She's seen more than enough overfed kills to figure where the wound was. Taking note of the man's identity she would reach into one of her pockets to grab a small case for key impressioning. Make sure to imprint the keys shape onto the foam. Once that was done she would leave quickly and thank them for their assistance be for moving to find the car.

[MelissaB]

An Ying Hu

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Stepping out into the winter air you barely feel it, only the harsh wind blowing your otherwise well kept hair about as it sweeps over you. Making your way to the Sun God to meet up with your gun trafficking friend you get a few odd looks from the Kine, their eyes seemingly confused at how you could wear so little on such a cold night. regardless the thoughts and looks of the mortal Kine don't mean much to you do they? You soon find out that The Sun God was a little bit further than you were expecting, further into the city center and heart of the city than your warehouse was placed. Still flyers and old crumbling posters that have pieces missing advertising the place litter some backstreets and alleyways that make it easy enough to find your way there.

At the door to the club was several people outside smoking in a small area, a brief glance shows a stamp on their hands while others were lining up to get inside, each having to show ID though you note that a few of the girls were allowed inside without the check depending on how pretty they were and how slutty they were dressed. The line looks long, like you'd be waiting outside surrounded by Kine just to get in, there would be no way around it unless you fancied talking your way past the bouncer to let you in or sneaked in with those reentering the club by just showing the stamp on their hands.

Your rather self important mind leading you to move up directly to the door to talk your way in, you you try to talk your way past but a instant shake of the man's head making it clear such a subtle approach wouldn't work, it takes you drawing upon your powers to dominate your way inside. The man blinks a few times then looks around before grumbling. hearing your command and desire he briefly just gestures you inside. "Sorry Ma'am, thought you were someone else." He states though you feel it's more to keep him from getting in trouble with the others that are waiting in line who are complaining loudly about how you got let right in. "VIP folks get back in line." He orders them allowing you to freely enter the club.

As you stepp inside your eyes quickly adjust to the new dimmer lighting to see the club, decorated in sexualized Aztex style trappings. The building is sectioned off and secured at various points. You soon learn that this section is the outermost section, called the Aurora, here you can see people dance, drinking or ordering food. This is clearly the most public section that entertains the the club goers, Looking around for your friend however you note that there are bouncers at the door to facilitate the safety of the patrons or perhaps to keep an eye on them. The Aztex decorations vary from wall murals to statues to sacrificial alters for people to rest drinks on or to eat meals off of nude models only one of which you can see at the moment. All of the employees are fit, attractive, and scantily clad. A center stage allows for live music which is playing currently, a nice club beat allowing and encouraging the customers to dance. You still are yet to locate your contact however the mass of Kine flesh blurring her from your senses for the time being, or she simply wasn't here yet.

Reaver

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If the vampires are offended by your words while you pander to your childe they make no direct comment, only a few choice gazes laying upon you and you catch sight a few more honing in on your childe as you enter the private chambers and leave her outside, you're fairly sure they won't do anything while you're inside and not beside her, or in front of her as you're more commonly seen together.

The Tzimisce pack leader nods and watches you as you partake from the offered vessel, A sly smirk upon his lips as as you drink you feel it, a haze growing over your mind, like a fog that limits your mind and suddenly all those small details begin to fade from you, it takes you a moment but if it's his smirk it was the taste of the vessel's blood as it roll your tongue on it and there. laced with drugs and now you were feeling it too, you were stoned a least somewhat, your mind at ease with the fact it wasn't something more crippling. A soft grin spreading upon your face against your will.(-1 die to all percption rolls.

Looking around your eyes see the home your find yourself with a different tint, a bright vibrant glow that makes it like you were almost alive again, you can almost understand why this pack leader drank this vessel's blood the dim world he stayed within became much more brighter. "So." He began, he felt slow, not annoyingly so but enough that you noticed, also weren't his hands on the table a moment ago? Whatever not like he'd dare do anything just because you partaken of drug laced blood. "Yes Harkonnen's opinion. It's simple, The Cammarilla control most things, either illegal or legal Kine businesses, they've spies almost everywhere but lately their spies have been paying a lot of attention to ship manifests that are coming in on the lower half of this tiny country like they're expecting something or looking for something, also noted a few more ghouls dotting around the place where normally I'd hear of only Kine. I'd say something has them rattled and I don't think it was your arrival." He states calmly leaning back in his chair and you swear as his hands place over his chest you could feel your heart beating, but any attempt to hide it with your hand sends it retreating only to come back again when your hand leaves, like it was taunting you with a symbol of life that was just barely out of reach.

Gorbaz

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As you make your way along Marie being as unhelpful as she could be while also helping you find the art gallery. Making the journey take far longer than it should of with constantly walking in circles, passing the same shops and people, Marie whining about why they name certain shops the same thing, like Spar and Tesco but you do eventually make it. once there you suddenly realize you're not actually invited but still couldn't hurt to go say hello could it? provided your polite right?

Still the place looks nice enough What was it called Helios? a sun god of Greece and oddly themed after the sun considering everyone inside likely is terrified of that giant ball of infernal fire. So were you now that you thought about it. Still you are easily able to make your way in despite the people on the door not knowing you due to your vampiric nature, likely ghouls like your two back at the bar. Still once inside you see the place was more lively than you'd of thought it would of been, muffled talking in the center by vampires. As you enter though you get glares and curious stares from the vampires within, all rather fashionable dressed and clearly from different clans, young vampires as well as the more elderly the topic seems clearly important, but perhaps you best introduce and explain your presence before they turn angry rather than disapproving the interruption.

Aledria

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Your ghoul shakes his head on the other side of the phone. "Only that whatever they've been doing lately, they've been trying desperately to find something or someone to the point I think even the more dim witted of agents would of noticed. Must be important mistress." they chime back though if you had nothing else to ask they'd hang up the phone without another word and let you be on your way.

Your car is brought around and The door held open for you when you arrive, with a smile and a bow she helps you inside before closing the door after you. Allowing you to sit in the quiet of your backseat before she gets into the front and begins to drive to the art gallery.

The drive takes only a short time and you're quickly there, noticing another vampire you don't recognize enter Helios. Pulling up to a parking spot you're quickly helped inside though your ghoul is stopped at the door by another, likely the Prince's servant. "Sorry Ma'am, but vampires only tonight." He states nodding you in, your ghoul nodding and smiling. "it's alright, I'll drive back to the club and will pick you up later if you wish?" She asks waiting for your response. once you've spoken your word, the ghoul on the door clearly not backing down from his statement and is obviously determined to not let your ghoul inside your own art gallery.

When you do enter you're finally shown inside. "There in the center of the gallery Ma'am, sure they'll be pleased to see you." He comments before pulling back to go to the door. likely more ghouls on other entrances like the fire exits.

Still when you enter the gallery itself you see the scene, a new girl being stared down by the Prince, elders to the Toreador and Tremere clans as well as vampires not actually elders but held in esteem much like yourself. Each of them looking at her like she was a rat that entered a den of Lions. though when they see you the Prince forces his attention away from the interrupting vampire to you. "A pleasure for you to join us Sorrell."

Gorbz & Aledria

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The vampires greet Sorrell politely but once more turning their attention back to Sheena. "And who are you kindred to so boldly enter our meeting uninvited? Sorrell here at least owns this beautiful gallery you do not have such reprieve. Explain yourself." The Prince commands Sheena and the weigh of the Elder vampire's presence begins to take a horrible hold upon everyone in the chamber, as if gravity had just been kicked up a notch and keeping your spine straight was becoming an issue.

lilbooth

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As you talk about taking the lift the woman groans and nods a little. "Fine." She grumbles and shakes her head, clearly she wanted you to just take yourself home instead of being in her business and taking up her time. Escorting you outside you see it's full of Kine dressed in winter garb trying to stave off the cold. The car itself is nothing special, black sedan capable of holding all four of you as the girl gets in to drive you to your new haven. "Our Sires? Not that it's really any of your business. Mine is the Elder of the Gangrel clan in this city. David, these two are more fresh than that and I didn't ask." She states giving you a glare via the rear view mirror. "As for a drink, try a club or a bar. There's no really special place for a drink, there are a few racks throughout the city, The Sun God though the Toreador running it needs to like you a little." She comments giving you a huff before you finally find yourself where you'd be staying.

Well it's nothing special a student apartment, likely single bedroom, small space with little in the way of luxury. Well at least it was yours but you'd likely have to start spending your money and moving resources around if you wanted anything more special within the city of London. Once you've pulled up The grangel girl looks at you. "You gonna get out now or you thinking of actually going to see the Prince tonight?" She asks giving you a hard stare before looking around seemingly bored. if you got out she'd almost instantly drive away though if you decided to stay she'd drive you, likely because she was already heading there.

KnightVanilla

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Gathering what you needed and getting out within the time frame provided you move along, her legs moving you towards the man's home. You find it, a little suburby for your vampiric tastes but the home itself wasn't bad if the neighborhood was run down and full of crime. You could see hookers on the street corner, ranging in variety and age a few thugs nearby clearly watching them and now you as they've seen you looking at the whores. Torn between finding out more or picking up one or even a couple of the whores for a little while you eventually manage to pull yourself away and leave, moving into the home, his car in the garage nearby it.

Your search of the house leaves you with little to go on, other than the man inside lived rather spartan. the place was bare of any family photos or concepts of friends, he had a TV, a computer, which was password locked when you tried to see if you could look at it. The place seems like it used to house more people but eventually boiled down to one as things were taken out and away from the home. With the house empty your last port of call is the car in the garage. It's easy enough to fin, black five door sedan with rubbish all over the interior. As you come to open it though you find it unlocked and your search reveals that i was actually ripped open by the damage to the lock and doors, clearly something stronger than a Kine was here though the boot however remained locked.

(Dex+larceny = 5 successes)
With a little prying you managed to get the lock open with your improvised key and once open you get a look inside you see the body of the man from back at the morgue, staring out at you but unlike the other you find this one is covered in wounds and what looks to be claw marks. The scene is grisly and if you could still retch you properly would.

[Reaver]

Lucrezia took a deep breath and her eyes fluttered as she rode the high into a far more colorful world. She had suspected that the blood bank contained some form of drugs but had accepted out of respect, hunger, and interest. When one was over several hundreds of years old, they stopped becoming picky about how they could gain pleasure so long as the method could deliver actual pleasure to their body and mind. She could only hope though that her fledgling had enough sense to apartake in drugged blood and continue to guard the door with all of her faculties intact; the only pleasure Fan needed to know was the one that came from being of use.

"Hmmm...." Trying out her mouth and tongue to make sure they wouldn't be hindered by the effects of the drugs. The pause between her next words was longer than intended but it allowed her extra time to mull over all that the pack leader had said. "Or.... If they're diverting resources towards shipping manifests instead of completely pushing us out then I have to assume they're expecting a game-changer. Where we see them rattled they could actually be excited or nervous, making sure preparations are in order for something. Could be potent Hounds of the Sheriff or a mystic artifact, but whatever it is, we need to look into it then intercept. I'll talk to Harkonnen and see what she knows but in the mean time I think you should focus on finding out what they're up to." Leaning forward as she prepared herself to convince the pack leader. She focused on his eyes to keep herself anchored amidst all the swirling vibrant colors while placing her hands together so she could feel them and know where they were.

"We need to prioritize. I don't have enough resources to track and monitor the situation with the Carmilla and the shipping manifest, but what I do have is a skill set that allows me to take territory and subvert human subordinates. If you continue to monitor and track the shipping issue and keep me privy to any updates I am willing to give you a portion of all the territory I take. I plan on taking advantage of my relatively unknown presence and now would be the perfect time to strike at their territories since they're focused on other things instead of consolidation. Harkonnen can give me a list of their most vulnerable operations and territories and I'll go to work once I get settled and obtain the necessary tools. Do you agree to this arrangement? Be my eyes and ears on this shipping manifest thing, ensure I'm the first to know of any development... And I'll get you territory for your pack. If whatever they're after turns out to be of occult nature, you'll be thanking me that I was involved." Rubbing her forehead as she finished her pitch and slumped back into the chair. The novelty of the colors swirling about had worn off, replaced by a desire for clarity to return so she could focus and properly plan ahead. Perhaps this was why the Sabbat were in such a sorry state here, lax pack leaders that spent their time partaking in recreational drugs rather than plotting a grand course for their pack. Lax leaders did have some use to her however.

"Also do you think you could write down the chemical makeup of the drugs you mixed into the bloodbank? My darling fledgling is somewhat of a savant when it comes to drugs and medicine and I could see some uses for it should the formula be tweaked here and there." A small grin covering her onyx lips as she considered certain possibilities.

[Aledria]

Edit: Sheena will note that Sorrell appears to be breathing and -while she is pale- she is not as pale as the other kindred (Blush of Health). This is also common to high Humanity vampires.

Sorrell’s attire for the night:

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Sorrell made her way across the floor, her heels having made her presence known far in advance, as they clicked against the polished floors of Helios. Her current-colored dress seemed to billow behind her, as the strode up to them, almost making it look like she was gliding across the floor. She wore a gold laurel leaf arm cuff on her right upper arm, that accented her dress in a way to give her ensemble a modern greek look. “The pleasure is mine, my Prince. You know my heart yearns to entertain.” She greeted the Prince by bowing. “Bonne soirée mon prince.”

She would try to get the Prince’s ear later. Sorrell did not appreciate the way security had been taken over by the Prince’s men, without her consent. This city was his domain, but manners were still to be taken into account. But she wasn’t about to bring that up in mixed company.

The pale woman with the French accent then approached Sheena, seeming much more friendly than the others. Sheena would note that Sorrell was only a little over five feet tall (five feet three inches) and had a trim and fit build. Her frame was not overly muscular or athletic; instead of muscle for strength, she had curves for pleasure. This was most obvious by the way her ample cleavage nearly spilled forth from her dress. She had a body that made anything she wore seem a bit more scandalous.

Sorrell’s red lips parted in a smile before she greeted Sheena. “Bonsoir and welcome to the Helios Art Galerie. I am its proprietor, Sorrell Allaire. I must apologize, but I am not sure we have met. Are you new to London?” She might let the security issue slide for the moment, but she would not stand for a new guest to be ill-treated on her own property.

[An Ying Hu]

She strolled across the wintery night with ease, not bothering to meet the glances of the Kine in her wake, bemused at how their minds couldn't make sense of what they saw. Maybe they think I'm hot~ she mused, cracking a self-absorbed smirk. It took her some time to reach the club, more so than she expected, which irritated her to a small extent. She brushed the snowflakes from her face because they didn't melt. She wasn't going to make a bad first impression on the guard outside, even if her chances of entrance without using her blood were low enough.

It was easier than expected, or maybe as easy as she would have expected if she had not been using this kind of power so rarely. "You will let me inside the club~.. the words sensuously uttered and then she only had to watch slyly how the man explained himself to the barking crowd and let her in. It was easy, it makes you wonder why only so many Ventrue are fond of that trick, and not more of the Kindred. Usually when her own Clan spoke like that, kine ended up chewing their undergarments. But there's no accounting for taste, especially when one speaks in tongues.

Slipping inside the noisy place she found the decorations to be to her liking, and the darkness a greater comfort than that of the night. There were too many people, however, and that bothered her sense of private space. "Very Important Person.." she muttered to herself - she didn't feel particularly important right now. For one, she was a drop in a sea of drunk, gyrating kine. For two, she had to make her own inquiries as to how this place was set so she could navigate it properly towards her contact.

Right, yes. Her contact. That's why I'm here in the first place, she remembered, but it seems she wasn't the only person with slippery memory because - for three - her contact hadn't shown up yet.

Typical.

Looking around the place, she couldn't say she blamed her - maybe she was in one of the private lounges, sacrificing a gorgeous nude model to Tlazolteotl. She smirked. Might as well get the opportunity to refill, she mused, swallowing dryly. Not being filled to the brim with blood was a pet peeve of her, and she had to spend at least one point of it to become a sudden VIP.

So~.

Putting on her casual, naughty grin on her face, she would stroll about, eyes looking for someone pretty to seduce and devour. Might as well do something fun.

[lilbooth]

"Oh, I do plan on seeing the Prince tonight." Said Bri as she opened the door and stepped from the car. "I should really get my things unpacked before I go, at least get them inside and such. Wouldn't want you to make another trip. And I'm certainly not lugging them all the way back here from the gallery. You lot can be on your way, just leave me the name of the gallery and I'll start heading there as soon as I can." Continued Bri as she pulled her bags free from the vehicle's trunk and turned to face her new haven. "One last thing... You guys got a fixer? I don't have shit in the way of contacts out here, would be great if you could toss me a name or two." Asked Bri to the woman who was driving.

Once she had the name of the gallery, and any other potential information she would quickly head up to her haven and quickly canvas the interior. Making sure she at least had appropriate furniture and that the sun would dare not creep in during the day. Once she had made sure she was safe, Bri would go about unpacking her bags and take her gear with her, minus the rifle. Once she had collected herself she would find out where the gallery was and be on her way. Either walking or taking the London Underground.

[KnightVanilla]

Moving from the morgue to the victims house wasn't that difficult. It was however to Marie's surprise to find prostitutes close by. Biting her lip as she passed by. The temptation eating at her until she finally found herself in front of the door of the victim's home. Once she walked in she began looking around to find some clues of the place. It was as clean as one person could have it. Since most of the house was bare it was only natural for her to find the car and investigate it for clues. Using what skills she had she began unlocking what doors to the car she could. Prying open the trunk to find the gruesome murder of the victim again... Two bodies for one identity... Strange so it's possible the other body at the morgue was a fake. Before moving to investigate the body further she reaches into her coat for gloves and begins inspecting the wounds and checking the man's person for any physical objects that may assist her in this endeavor.

[Gorbaz]

Well, this was awkward. Here she was, standing in the middle of a room (or more off to the side, really), and everyone had worn something not only expensive, but also are more fashionable than her! Sheena gave a sideways glace to Marie as she made a snarky comment about one of the other vampire's choice of clothing, before squaring her shoulders and straightening her fitted business jacket. Tonight was not a night about making more enemies, tonight was about letting everyone know that she was in town!

And now that she had, she considered very quickly turning around and getting out of the building.

Too late for that, however, as the apparent owner of the art gallery approached, clearly used to hobnobbing with those of elevated position. Still, she allowed herself a slight smile at the accent - it was good to hear it again. "Salut, ca va?" she replied, her own original French accent slipping to the fore. "Oui, I have just arrived" she said, before the Price's presence demanded her attention. Marie made a farting noise at them. "A-ah. Pardonez-moi, si vous plait" she said with the best bow she could manage. "My name is Sheena Duval. I am new to London, and my friend -" she gave another glance at Marie, who was now pantomiming an upper-class twit "- suggested it would be wise to.. get aquainted with the Kindred here". Best not to mention anything about the club, or her plans for it just yet...

[MelissaB]

Reaver:

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The vampire before you seems to nod, listening to your opinion and ideas but he hums in thought, smirking to himself as you give your offer to him, he does the work spying while you try to start taking over pieces of the city at a time and he gains that for himself if only partly. (Persuasion 3 successes) The vampire however seems to be mulling your idea over before he accepts and nods. "Very well Lucrezia you have a deal, at least for the moment anyway and as for the ingredients in the vessel's blood it's nothing more than simple cannabis, takes the edge of stressful nights. if you want a different kick I advise having your vessels take different drugs." They tell you with a smirk and provided you had nothing more to discuss he stands and takes you to the door, presumably so he could get started having the rest of the pack see to fulfilling his end of the bargain meaning all you ahd to do now was head to your own den and get yourself situated and perhaps call on a certain kindred to see about what you should be doing next.

Aledria & Gorbaz

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The prince and other elder vampires stare and watch the pair of you converse before Sheeva finally gives her reason for being here, the Prince nods and with a hum looks Sheeva over before each of them look to the hollow space occupied by Marie with a raised brow before one of them finally seems to figure it out and a smile comes to their lips, stepping forth before the Prince a woman dressed similarly to a stripper dressed as a policewoman looks Sheeva over. "Ah a fellow Malkavian. I manage those of our clan for the Prince in this city, a pleasure for you to join us and polite to come to us on your own whim." She smiles and moves between Sheeva and Sorrel and leads the delusional vampire into the meeting giving a war smile to Sorrel as she does. "Come we were just talking about something rather important." She explains and gives Sheeva a gentle squeeze with her arms before nodding at the Prince for him to continue, though he takes a moment to glance upon Sorrel to check if she had anything she wished to add before he continued.

KnightVanilla

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Inspection of the body reveals the man has been dead for a while and the cuts across his body were made by something sharp and jagged, however your inspection reveals little else other than whatever did this was strong and powerful and judging by how he lacked any defensive wounds it happened fast and before he could defend himself from whatever killed him. With little else you could try and head back to the morgue to take another look at the body or see if you could track down anyone that knew him.

lilbooth

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The drive is rather quiet, the vampires alongside you barely speaking though at your question of a fixer she raises a brow and shakes her head. "Nah, you want contacts find your own, got nothing to help you in that regard, here's the address to the gallery, Helios gallery, the Prince is having a little meeting there right now so he should be there for a while." She comments before letting you get out of the car and get your things into your new haven.

You take the underground to get to the right part of the city before taking the streets, the place is rather quiet though it is night time and the Kine prefer the clubs and taverns to places like this once the sun goes down. At the gallery itself you note a ghoul on the door and a quick conversation about why you're here has you let inside, already you can see the group of vampires the Prince by all accounts is the Ventrue vampire that's surrounded by others who seem to be looking at Sheeva and Sorrel the former of which is being herded into the conversation by a police stripper woman kindred who's chatting like they were family it's then the Prince's eyes turn to you.

Lilbooth, Aledria & Gorbaz.

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Once Bri enters the Prince's eyes zoom in on her and he lets out a aggravated groan. "You must be Bri?" He asks calmly and awaits for confirmation before continuing. "Join us, we're currently welcoming Sheeva and Sorrel to this little meeting, at least you made it here so I won't have to repeat myself." He comments with a shrug before gesturing the three new arrivals into the discussion. "As many of you know I have been searching and investigating the possibility of some troubling news heading into our city." He begins his eyes locking in on Sheeva for a moment while the more established kindred and elders nod as if they knew of the rumors. "Tonight I believe I've located the source of our distress and or at least a lead, some rebellious kindred who seek to disrupt and destroy our society at waiting at the docks awaiting an incoming ship which may hold something ancient even for kindred." He states looking at each of those around with a frown. "Now I am not one to believe fairy tales which is why we must secure evidence and prove to each other of what we fear this may be. That's all I had to say on this matter, feel free to enjoy the gallery and investigate this in your own way but any evidence or findings are to be brought to me directly, there is no exceptions." He states and like that leaves, allowing the vampires to bicker or gossip to each other freely as he departs the gallery itself.

An Ying Hu

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Looking around for targets and patrons from which to quench your thirst leaves you with many options, there's men and women of which you could go over to and try your tastes buds upon, nothing is off the menu in regards to the party goers, there's also a doorway guarded by another bouncer that leads deeper into the nightclub though the security seems tighter should you wish to try and get past without the proper invitation or pass to allow you access. Despite that however you're fairly sure your contact was meeting you within this section of the nightclub leaving you with waiting on her while you partake the choices, a lone man near the bar, a group of girls drinking at one of the tables, along with mixed groups dotted around the club as well as the dance floor itself should you choose to find a partner and make them enjoy your attention in the thong of kine flesh.

[Aledria]

When the Prince gave her a moment to speak, she took it. Sorrell turned toward her Prince, her face a canvas of warmth and familiarity that was not usually seen on a vampire’s face. She seemed to be one of the older vampire among the city, but that did not seem to be as much a drain on her humanity. But then… looks could always be deceiving.

She stepped away from the new-comers and closer to the gathered assembly of kindred. “My Prince, it can wait, I would love a moment of your time, later. I’d like to discuss some ideas that I have for our next Helios event.”

For example: actually telling her about it, and allowing her own security to be nearby.

But she allowed those thoughts to stay silent for now. “I would love to assist in facilitating refreshment for our guests next time. And there are a few more things to discuss; I don’t want to hold up your meeting any longer than we have to. However, I’d just like to say something short, before we start.”

She turned to the other kindred, her blue eyes sparkling in the lights of Helios. “I hope before you leave, you can linger just a little while and experience ‘The Murky Depths of the Fiber: A Retrospective of Internet Searches and the Human Drives’. There is a stark contrast between the youth and experience in the exhibit that you may find refreshing. And we are currently trying to make space. If any of you have any talent you would like to showcase, please let me know, and I can see what can be done.”

Once Sorrell’s message was finished, she listened to her Prince talk about the rebellious kindred in the city. As he finished his speech, she approached him.

“My Prince, it sounds like you have your hands full at the moment with this rebellious bunch, so I won’t ask for a moment tonight, but...” Her hand touched his arm lightly. “Perhaps you could find some time to stop by The Sun God for a bite, and we could talk then? We can talk local gossip,” Gossip was her code for giving a report of current findings in the city, “and if you have the time…” She leaned closer and whispered into his ear, her breath pleasantly warmer than most kindred, “I’ll make sure you are properly entertained.” A mischievous smile crossed her lips. “And… I assumed you might want some direct input on what gossip I might want to keep an ear out for, with these new rebellious sorts in your city.”

[lilbooth]

"The one and only." Said Bri raising her arms in a shrug that betrayed the confidence in her voice. The prince's attitude left much to be desired, but his entourage seemed serious enough. "Pleasure to meet you both." Continued Bri, standing attentively and listening to the prince's little operation. "Who has control of the docks?" Asked Bri as the prince finished hopefully catching him before his attention was stolen away by Sorrell, or before he made it out of the gallery. "Seems like an all too important asset to not be taxing. If it's a human operation then why not take it over? Unless you have some special restrictions on involvement in the human sector, or perhaps the Sabbat are running the show down there?" She suggested as she began tailing along after the prince. "I could do a security audit on the area, see if it's worth the investment, I may be able to help discover exactly what is being brought in tonight by someone... See that's something you should really already know, I get not knowing whats in the ship, but not knowing what ship or who's bringing it is a great oversight " She continued realizing she had quite a bit of work to do. "I should really get going but we should have a chat about some more permanent security features in your domain." She concluded quickly turning away and heading back into the center of the gallery.

Bri certainly didn't feel like admiring the art but with so many kindred here there was a chance she could befriend a few of them. All her allies were across the pond, and while she did have a rather large nest egg, setting up a revenue stream was her first priority. She would around for younger vampires, or at least younger looking. Any one who didn't quite have the high nobility vibe. Bri approached Sheena first.
"You seem as out of place here as I do." Stated Bri, slowly shifting into Sheena's line of sight. "I'm Brianna, just landed in London, International-long haul from the grand ole'United States. I deal mostly with security, but I never pass up an easy way to make money. What's your part to play in all this?" She asked, gesturing around at the room full of aristocrats.

[Gorbaz]

Nobody seemed to be giving Marie the slightest bit of attention, leading to her making some most uncouth gestures at the various Camarilla present. Still, Sheena put on her best smile to cover for her constant companion. That was, until one of the assembled vampires stepped forward and ushered her away from the prince. The kindred wore the garb of the local law enforcement, although far more revealing, and probably purchased from an adult store. Still, she went with the woman, if only to get out of the view of everyone else.

"I suppose there would be important things, with a gathering like this, oui?" she responded as she left the Prince's presence. Not that matters of the Masquarde bothered her at all, as her desires over-rode such petty concerns as hiding from the world until the Antedeluvians wake and eat everyone. Life, or unlife, is for the living.

Her attention was drawn once more as another of the kindred approached her, this one appearing younger than most of the rest. Taking a step back to give a little more space between herself and the one who claimed to be in charge of the Malkavians, Sheena gave a polite curtsey. "Bonjour Brianna. I am Sheena, recently arrived here myself from fair Canada" she said, keeping as civil and direct as she could. "Escuze moi, but... what part? I am just here to be polite. My club has just opened, and Marie felt it prudent to meet le Prince"

[lilbooth]

"So you've managed to steer clear of all the diplomatic bullshit. Well Done." Responded Brianna with a complimentary nod. "Polite is a nice way to put it. I'm here to cover my ass. This is my first time I've tried to set up shop on my own with a new prince in play. I'm pretty hungry after my flight so I need to find a meal soon... Does your club provide that sort of service?" Asked Bri with a hopeful glance. "If not it's no matter, I'm sure I can find something to eat near the university. You got a cell phone?" Asked Bri as she pulled out her own device. "Haven't gotten around to making business new business cards yet. Old ones still have the US line. If you wouldn't mind dropping your number in I'll shoot you a text with all my info. I know it's hardly professional but, I did just land after all." She continued while handing Sheena her phone and a stylus to enter her information. "Of course if you don't feel comfortable surrendering such information I understand completely. Other than this business at the dock, I shouldn't be very busy for the next few days, if you are ever in a situation where you feel unsafe, and the normal counter measures don't seem to cut it, you can give me a call. It is a paid service though... and clean up is extra. The first job is free, wouldn't want you to pay before you know how good the product is."

"If your club is a no go on the food I should get going. But I would love to stop by and sample some of that Canadian hospitality." Said Bri offering a hand shake and a quick wink.