I'd rather be given a legitimate reason to hate someone or something. The more personal the emotion the more passion one derives from it, at least that's what I believe. By way of analogy watching another feed might fill me with envy but it would not fill me with blood. If blood is what I seek I gain nothing, if envy is what I seek than I shall have my fill".
As Sean announces he is Clanless, Kent does his best to observe the reactions of the other Kindred in the room without reacting himself. Personally he cares nothing for Clans, his time in Gary had him interact with many such "lost" souls. Though he does understand how others, such a Duncan, are driven by one's lineage, no doubt his hatred runs deep and is longstanding.
Kent: Gordon laughs a bit and says feeding is important and it does get you through the days to be sure, but beauty and harshness each also must feed us lest we lose ourselves.
He is a bit surprised at the juxtaposition. He would have thought beauty to be Toreador and horror to be the beast, rumors of Tzimisce fleshcrafting spring to his mind. He blinks and smiles.
"Thank you, an interesting perspective, I should like to attend Elysium again after introductions to the Prince for a tour of the gallery when you have more time Primogen Kimball". Kent pauses, "Take no offense Rivard, I'd like to your your laboratories as well but I suspect such tours are not available to the general Kindred public".
Kent notes the Duke's interaction with Sean. Looks like the Brujah will accept the Caitiff if he proves his worth, wonder what feats would be likely to produce that proof?
He turns his attention to Mateo and simply asks, "And where shall I meet ye tomorrow?"
Vinny un-obfuscates. "Thank you for the free advice my lady. I'd kiss your hand and do all the normal formalities, but most people find it more comfortable if I don't. Name's Vinny, and this is my associate for the evening, Mal. He's the reason we're here tonight in fact."
As Sean exits Kent addresses him, "Sean.
I did not formally introduce myself, Kent Woolthorn.
Tell me, do you have a place to stay for the evening? My friend and I have temporary hotel lodgings and I would be happy to assist you, at least until you and I both find other arrangements once formal introductions to the Princess are arranged.
No prestation debt tied to the offer, just one newcomer seeking to assist another".
[Spoiler=ST] "Ha, nice magic trick. Guess it is safe here." he shrugged and looked around at the rest of the bar.
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How far down the rabbit hole had he gone? How much further would he need to go? What had seemed so simple was now taking on a life of its own. Did he really want it this badly? Was there no other way? He had taken a disliking to this Lady Thorn. She already was pushing her weight around, as if trying to prove something, and they had only just met. She's probably still single.
He dismissed his misgivings. He'd follow the trail of breadcrumbs for now, but the way things were going this was starting to have 'juice not worth the squeeze' written all over it.
"Um hi, yes. I don't really have an offer, per se. It's just that I heard Janice, you know Janice, liked flowers, at the Conservatory, and that she'd be really tickled if I brought her one that she didn't have.
Um, I'd just like to buy a really special flower. For re-planting. Do you have one? I mean, it's okay if you don't."
'She probably doesn't even have any flowers,' Mal thought.
"You got this kid. Knock her dead with yer charms, and remember y'got lots to offer." Vinny says to Mal, offering a pat on the back on his way to chat with the other kindred here.
He stops a respectful 6ft away from Kaydee, understanding most people don't want to get that close to a Nossie, and although most Nosferatu smell of sewer, this one smells slightly of dust, and not unpleasantly of pine. "Howdy Miss, the name's Vinny. Ifin you'll give me your name back, it'd be my pleasure to make your acquaintance." His attention seems to be on Kaydee, but an attentive observer would notice that he is keeping a close eye on Mal in case things go south quick.
"Well then-" Vinny starts before Kaydee cuts him off. He grins at this. He likes the girl already. "Sadie, eh? Hebrew name. Old tongue." He ponders for a second, and then gives a mocking bow, although it is intended to be in good nature. "Well then lady, it seems I owe ya a favor. I'd say ta give me a call, but being all new to town and such, I don't have a number yet." He grins, but then remembers that it's usually an off-putting look, and quickly stops, looking somewhat saddened by the realization. "Perhaps you'd be willin' to show a new vamp around?"
Vinny takes a step closer, reducing the space from 6 to 4 feet separating the two vampires. He's obviously not trying to encroach on personal space, but bring the conversation to less of a shout. As he steps forward, he carefully studies Kay's face for any involuntary signs of distaste. Assuming he sees one, he'll sigh, and take a step back again. "Well, y'can't blame a fellow for trying. I'll still take you up on your offer though, t'show you around once I get a lay of the land. Anyone who can keep a civil tongue and a sharp wit around ol' Vin is pretty alright in my books."
"Freddy. Sean.
Sean. Freddy.
He will be staying with us for the evening my friend. He needs a temporary place to stay. He may stay with us tomorrow as well, we shall see".
As Freddy speeds back to the hotel Kent turns back to take a last look at the Elysium, "An eventful night.
Etianne Brule is officially the Eldest Cainite I've ever met.
So Sean, you were in Chicago before this? I take it meeting with Prince Lodin did not go well?
That puts you one up on me, even though he is my great grandsire I was never given an official introduction by my Sire. He dislikes young licks, thinks their all Anarchs. Plus he is a control freak but then I suppose you'd have to be to be a Prince".
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"Have either of you been to the Elysium?" Mal asks the two new friends.
He was glad Vinny was getting along well, and figured that he may as well get on the sociable train too before he starts to feel left out.
He was sad that Vin wasn't in with a chance because, well, Nosferatu. In another life, in the before time, Mal might've picked up that torch. But alas, he had waaaaay too many women in his life with too many problems as it is, and adding another any closer than the friend's orbit might just sink this ship.
"Um, I hear it's nice," he adds sheepishly. "I was there, once, I guess, but I must've drank too much and passed out. Heh."
No need to state the obvious. If'n one gets it and wants to follow the rabbit hole, that's a horse of another color.
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Mal nods amicably, recognizing this as a beneficial outcome. "Oh? Well great! Thanks! Um, no rush, really. I mean, sooner is better than later, but no need to kill yourself over it."
He reflects that this particular turn-of-phrase might have a different meaning, things being what they are.
"Tomorrow would be great, but if you can only do it inside of a week, then I really have nothing to complain about now do I?
So, um, how much do I oh ya?"
Kent hustles Sean to the car and enters the back seat with him.
"Freddy. Sean.Sean. Freddy.
Sean makes an inarticulate sound of greeting in Freddy's direction as they settle into the car.
He will be staying with us for the evening my friend. He needs a temporary place to stay. He may stay with us tomorrow as well, we shall see".
"Thanks again for the offer of a safe place to spend the day. I had planned to ask the Duke to suggest a place, but the less I owe to the mighty, perhaps, the better. This life is ever full of intrigue, it seems."
As Freddy speeds back to the hotel Kent turns back to take a last look at the Elysium, "An eventful night.
Etianne Brule is officially the Eldest Cainite I've ever met.
So Sean, you were in Chicago before this? I take it meeting with Prince Lodin did not go well?
"Aye, I came up from Chicago by bus, but I spent little time in Chicago; I started from Boston some two fortnights gone. I was no warned of the .. emmm .. prickly demeanor of Prince Lodin, and I did no, as he put it, 'display the proper respect due a Kindred of his rank'. Things went downhill from there."
That puts you one up on me, even though he is my great grandsire I was never given an official introduction by my Sire. He dislikes young licks, thinks they're all Anarchs. Plus he is a control freak. But then I suppose you'd have to be to be a Prince".
"I did notice that he seemed to no like sharing the same space with me. Then again, given that his, officers? Whatever. They had apparently been informed that I may be passing through by the Prince of Boston who likes me even less. It is unsurprising that Prince Lodin politely 'suggested' I keep moving along."
Kent pauses, "Yes full of intrigue indeed, as a Mortal I grew up among the wealthy, their games are not much different than the games played at these Kindred Elysiums. Except the rivalries are older and more bitter. I have no doubt if not for the Camarilla the Duke would have slain me where I stood because he could for the crime of being Embraced by a Ventrue.
If what I was told is true the dislike if not outright hatred between the two clans stems from the Punic wars. That is a grudge even an Irishman should stand in awe of no?
You face troubles in Court no doubt because you are Clanless.
Any slight mis-step will cause our kind to disown you entirely if not to seek to outright destroy you. You are free in ways those of the Clans are not and yet you also lack freedom because those of the Clans will seek to impose greater restrictions upon you as a result of those freedoms".
Kent sighs, "In fact, our proximity as acquaintances cannot be known to any. The Brujah will distrust you and the Ventrue will alienate me. We both have something to lose but we also both have something to gain from an alliance.
I can assist you and you can assist me. I cannot know how or when yet but that opportunity will present itself soon enough. We must be circumspect about this mutual alliance.
Your thoughts?"
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Mal mirrors Vinny's chuminess and slings around his own arm, presenting a united front. But internally he was all a tumult. He was only here because someone spiked him a mickey, and now the lady was taking liberties in a way that was not quite entirely comfortable.
Still, it didn't seem wholly unreasonable. I mean, her straight up blackmailing Vinny kinda was and not offering recompense was he was being reasonable, that wasn't nice. And roping in Sadie was just evil, but, as she said, they have their own arrangement so whatevs.
"Got any clues?" he says in way of answers.
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He puts on his best leer, hoping that his earlier interaction with Kaydee would lend credence to his act. "I find meself enchanted by a lady who plans so... effectively. Reminds me of my sire. I'd be happy to agree to your terms... ifin you'll give me a kiss upon completion."
And I'll be sure to have Mal with a camera there to capture the moment too, let's see how she likes a taste of her own medicine.
Vinny looks around the room magnanimously. "Y'know what? I'll hold for a kiss for each of us, can't be too bad a deal, Mal's a bit of a looker, eh?"
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'Well, that went well!' Mal thinks as they walk out. As Vinny detaches, he keeps an arm out, glancing an invitation back at Sadie, following suit.
"I don't know about you guys but I'm starving! I suggest we all stock up on the red stuff and talk to people because, apparently, she did not have any clues."
Mal tries to get a cab while contemplating how best to start on the trail before them.