Just because you do not take an interest in politics doesn't mean politics won't take an interest in you. -- Pericles (430 B.C.)
It has been said that no junkie is worse than a political junkie. Dope fiends at the least tend to be mellow and in general can't be bothered to get off the couch. And they certainly don't constantly bug their friends to send even more money Barack Obama. But I digress…
Last night, it was my plan to hang about the haven, sip mojitos, stay in my pajamas, and have a lazy night. But then, I heard a few rumors and I simply had to attend the Olympia gathering.
And so gentle readers, once more into the breech…
The grandest moment of the evening was the surprise appearance of Imperator Nelson. He was accompanied by Primarch Nathaniel Green of the Crone, Primarch Marko Kalistori of the Carthians, Primarch Giada of the Lancea Sanctum, and a small entourage of arm candy and cutthroats. I won't say who was who.
Imperator Nelson calmly spent the evening interviewing each member of the domain. He gave a one time chance for each vampire under his protection to voice concerns or problems. I found this process to be rather innovative and bold. And he didn't lose his patience and starting choking anyone. Or have anyone else choke anyone. Anyone that patient is clearly dangerous. Clearly, he is an advanced predator of a nature previously completely unknown to myself.
Oddly, the majority of the kindred present were new arrivals.
Alas, Dominic the Douchebag decided that this would be a good time to reorganize his record collection rather than attend. I found it strange considering that he's been bleating about begging everyone and their grandmother to come help him save Olympia from Papo and the New Flesh. We're not a disco band. I am awed by his total lack of understanding of the social ecosystem. Ignorance at the Olympic Levels takes decades of training and mismanagement. But at least, Douchebag LaRue has been keeping busy with his new business:
http://kitsap-cam.wikispaces.com/August+08+News At the end of the gathering, there were several announcements made.
Imperator Nelson clarified his position on the rulership of Olympia. Baron Malakai acts in Prince Vasali Rostov's name until he returns, just as a seneschal might. And like any good seneschal, Baron Malakai has the authority invested into him by his Prince, but will be responsible upon the return of Prince Rostov.
He also wanted to remind the members of Olympia that his open policy was for this night only and that in the future they should voice their concerns to local officers who will pass along the information as required.
Baron Malakai announced that Essadess would be the new Sheriff of Olympia. And that James Sand would be in charge of organizing the militia. It seems as though James Sand is a rising star.
Primarch Giada of the Lancea Sanctum made a bold move. She declared that while the Lancea Sanctum does not admit responsibility for the craven assassination attempt upon myself and others that one of their recruits was involved. To apologize for a possible slight, Primarch Giada offered boons to the New Flesh and Papo.
Pardon me for a bit of personal commentary inserted here, but it is quite refreshing to see actual leadership involved in this matter. By personally taking a hit for the team to further her covenant's agenda, Primarch Giada demonstrated an awareness of the social ecosystem and the rules of thriving in that system. Why are some elevated to the big boys table? Why are some doomed to be forever trapped at the kids table with the drooling morons and those that constantly soil themselves? The answer, my friends, is not blowing in the wind. It is not an unknowable mystery. There are no secret handshakes involved. It is simply an awareness of the intricate moves of the dance macabre and an understanding of how to maneuver on that rather dangerous dance floor. Primarch Giada is quite obviously preparing a place for herself at the big boys table. Others are weeping and gnashing their teeth proclaiming that life is unfair and that they are being oppressed. Which one is the superior predator? I leave that for you to decide, gentle reader.
Other bits of excitement:
There was yet another Carthian meeting. The fourth one in as many weeks. However, this meeting was actually useful and polite. Naturally, the laws of nature cried out that such a good moment couldn't go unsoiled. Hence, the trailer parks of Olympia declared war on the Carthians.
Aghast! You might be asking yourself the following question? How could a trailer park declare war on a domain filled with potent vampires? I figure that some vampire newly awake from dealing with the terrors of the fog of eternity decided to take his revenge upon the world by randomly embracing ventrue rednecks. Yes, I just wrote the two words you never expected to go together. Ventrue rednecks! Let's say it once more with feeling. Ventrue rednecks!
And unlike Recess Chocolate & Peanut butter cups, these two tastes do not go together.
At the very least, the ventrue redneck shut his mouth when told and waited until the end of the meeting to be a bother. To make a long, strange story very short I will propose the following question. Where does a ventrue randomly grab a body to possess at a late hour? The answer: Safeway.
Interesting Kindred With a Future:
James Sand of the Carthians seems to be the guy with the connections. Very smooth operator.
Gaul, of the Crones, has shown an awareness of that social ecosystem beyond his years. Combined with his natural intelligence and good humor, I predict that he'll go far.
Kindred That I Fear:
Imperator Nelson: Anyone that can show that level of patience is someone to be feared.
Nathaniel Green: Do I really need to explain this one? Not only does he look like Jesus, but he can also send you to heaven. Or the other place.
Kindred That I Loathe:
Dominic "Douchebag" LaRue: Once again, this mutant moron beats off the competition like a two dollar whore. I picture him crying softly into his pillow each sunrise trying to imagine a world where everyone failed to see through his "masterful" machinations and one of his plans actually worked. HINT: Listening to the Divinals never improves your mood and only tires your hands.
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Sorrow
Harpy of Kitsap/Tacoma
The Lord of Laughter
The New Flesh
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Carthian Status: 2
Mekhet Status: 2
http://carthian.cam-wiki.org/The_New_Flesh Jason Andrew
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