Headaches
(IC Tremery goodness, all knowledge ooc etc etc)
Margareta rubbed her temples with her fingertips in a slow, circular motion. Well, at least Kindred couldn't get headaches..
T- 2 nights.
So many important visitors for the Prince's gathering. The regent's quarters were prepared, the kitchen having been removed and the doilies and other overtly girly items removed. The guest quarters for the several Elders, Princes, regents and combinations thereof were all ready too. The chantry had been scrubbed and all security procedures reviewed, the ghouls primed on what to expect, on how to address the guests and especially the new boss, should they have to talk to them.
Margareta looked over her glass desk, unusually cluttered with treatsies on the finer points of etiquette and status issues. "Margareta Sasul, Influential as Master Harpy of Puerto Rico"- The Elder Primogen in his wisdom had chosen to announce her to the whole world, Could she lower his standing for that? Probably better not.... it was a mark of respect that he trusted her to do the job so well he was confident of announcing it to all of the Ivory Tower, even though she cringed when she read it... talk about a trial by fire. Harpy- not a position she'd ever thought of for herself- she was the background diplomat, the dependable, solid, boring person. Not the flashy gossip. But she agreed to take this new court position when offered, because she knew she could do it, because she knew she was the best candidate, but first and foremost, because the clan needed some of its former glory back, some of its standing within the local Ivory Tower. She didn't think the primogen council wanted another Tremere harpy after what happened before, but they did. And it wasn't even a trap... she was pretty sure of that. They genuinely believed she could do the job, and do it well: "A steady hand, even-keeled perspective, dependability and service, steady and reliable a presence in a time of great delicacy, versed in court protocol, sharp witted, her finger on the pulse of Kindred society. Not afraid to make the right pronouncements, competent, intelligent and eloquent.....". Nice to hear those words about herself. She hopes the Lord was listening.
Still, a promotion in House, Clan and Camarilla at the same time, three new jobs to get used to. It was a lot, no matter how competent one felt.
Could she do it?
Did she have a choice?
Tremere lived to serve.
Back to work.
Margareta rubbed her temples with her fingertips in a slow, circular motion. Well, at least Kindred couldn't get headaches..
T- 2 nights.
So many important visitors for the Prince's gathering. The regent's quarters were prepared, the kitchen having been removed and the doilies and other overtly girly items removed. The guest quarters for the several Elders, Princes, regents and combinations thereof were all ready too. The chantry had been scrubbed and all security procedures reviewed, the ghouls primed on what to expect, on how to address the guests and especially the new boss, should they have to talk to them.
Margareta looked over her glass desk, unusually cluttered with treatsies on the finer points of etiquette and status issues. "Margareta Sasul, Influential as Master Harpy of Puerto Rico"- The Elder Primogen in his wisdom had chosen to announce her to the whole world, Could she lower his standing for that? Probably better not.... it was a mark of respect that he trusted her to do the job so well he was confident of announcing it to all of the Ivory Tower, even though she cringed when she read it... talk about a trial by fire. Harpy- not a position she'd ever thought of for herself- she was the background diplomat, the dependable, solid, boring person. Not the flashy gossip. But she agreed to take this new court position when offered, because she knew she could do it, because she knew she was the best candidate, but first and foremost, because the clan needed some of its former glory back, some of its standing within the local Ivory Tower. She didn't think the primogen council wanted another Tremere harpy after what happened before, but they did. And it wasn't even a trap... she was pretty sure of that. They genuinely believed she could do the job, and do it well: "A steady hand, even-keeled perspective, dependability and service, steady and reliable a presence in a time of great delicacy, versed in court protocol, sharp witted, her finger on the pulse of Kindred society. Not afraid to make the right pronouncements, competent, intelligent and eloquent.....". Nice to hear those words about herself. She hopes the Lord was listening.
Still, a promotion in House, Clan and Camarilla at the same time, three new jobs to get used to. It was a lot, no matter how competent one felt.
Could she do it?
Did she have a choice?
Tremere lived to serve.
Back to work.