Montage

May 15, 2006 17:16

"Your assistance in the powers of the mind are required."

"Ethan, join me. Your subtlety in these areas is greater than mine."

"Of course madame."

The room quiet except for the fervent chanting and prayers of the lancea. The intent staring of three kindred dissassembling Dumond's mind.

What the fuck? The blood sympathy between herself and her grandchilde courses back and forth. Do not falter Ethan. Never. Good. Some things can be expected and Derzhava tenacity is one of them.

The inquisitor's ears explode.

The surroundings mist.

A giant serpant rises from the presence that Evelyn has cast from the inquisitor's mind.

Well... this is new...

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She felt something change before she saw it. The Cardinal's words into the phone. The momentary silence of the rooms. The tensing of the bartender that tended the kindred area.

Felipe felt it before he saw it, the quiet sense of Oh fuck as his sire stood swiftly and smoothly and bowed toward the back door.

"Alder Suren-gal," she said quietly "What a pleasure to meet you..."

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She stared at the letter from Julian that related Audra's words and nothing altered in her face other than the lowering of both brows, the slight lift and snarl of her lip. The growl that sounded through the room made Matrishka startle. She had heard that growl before and she took her leave quickly.

"Some children do not learn," She hissed softly.

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Every few decades, Andreiana Evengii knew that she would encounter a series of situations which were entirely new to her experience or at least remarkable enough to be noted in the copious log of her memories.

It seemed to be one of those weeks.

oc: and more later when I'm out of two separate proxy scenes. Whee!
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