Grand Theatre - Déambulatoire Monday March 28th 2011

Once he was left by Alicia and Corinna, Felix had found himself looking around being uncertain of what to do first. The call from Miriel had diverted his attention, certainly, though he seemed a little hesitant to approach her, since she seemed to be surrounded by quite a few individuals. Once Neb approached, he slowly gave in and stepped closer.

Perception + Empathy >4:

"I am afraid that I have no interest in joining any harem, but I certainly wouldn't disagree to meeting others in a similar position to myself. I am Felix Sommier, and I'm a bit new to all of this."

Sees Felix approach and nods politely to him.

A pleasure to see you again M. Sommier. As you saw earlier I am too.

Looks chagrined.

"Well, new or not, if there is one thing older Kindred is, it is that they let you know when you do something wrong preeeety early on. Pleasure to meet you, Felix Sommier, I am William Wolvenheart. And..." he looked at his coterie members, "Well, how about you guys present yourself for a change."

Takes a sip of his drink.

A pleasure M. Wolvenheart.

Duncan greets Felix with a smile and friendly nod as the Toreador approaches the table and speaks to everyone. A brief grimace is thrown at William when he tells people to introduce themselves, but it's obvious Duncan isn't really annoyed.

I'm happy to do so, given a chance. Hello, M. Sommier. I'm Duncan Oliver, of clan Brujah. Don't let Mlle. De Boucher's talk of a harem scare you off. Any action taken in that area is totally up to you.

So you've both been presented? That's good... More new Kindred in the mix always keeps it lively. We've had a few other new people in the past few days, although some of them seem to have left Bordeaux almost as quickly as they arrived. Perhaps the events of last week convinced them that they should seek safer ground. But there's plenty of opportunity here.

He gave a smiled as the others introduced themselves - even Neb again.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. I was presented this evening, though I'm not certain of how well I did."

He looked to Duncan with a confused look at his comment.

"Ah, forgive me, what do you mean by events? I'm afraid I haven't been privy to anything that has really happened over the last few nights due to my sire keeping me for teaching."

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Fred remains silent, depressed and uninterested in the conversations around him.

Perception + Empathy 4:

OOC:

Miriel chuckles at the seriousness shown by the two neonates and how they took the harem comment. A careful eye would have noticed a glare by some older kindred in the room, including the three Harpies. She waves it off as if nothing and sits back with a smile. She throws a bored, falsely disappointed look at Duncan.
(Miriel) You are one useless wingman...

She observes with (false?) interest Neb, then Felix.
(Miriel) Well, considering you still have your limbs, and that the Tremere Harpy has not ashed you, I'd say you did just fiiine... I'm Miri. Ex-ghoul, uh ?

She shows interest in Neb's old status, and how he openly speaks about it. She then thinks about events, crossing her legs in the other direction, and states a few of them seemingly at random.
(Miriel) Bodies on the shore, Sabbat intrusions, a very happy Tremere Primogen, a Gargoyle, a precedent Prince who "drops by"... Many opportunities indeed, right? Since this city is an entrance gate, I am not really surprised some just present themselves, then off they go to wander around... I think I'm staying.

She gives a look at Fred when she mentions she's staying.
(Miriel) And you too, right? Oh, you know of many events. And the future holds many of them !

Theodore Jacob seemed to have heard about the Harem comment, and as he parts from Doctor, he approaches the group as if nothing.
(Theodore) How come I'm not invited?

He doesn't hide he's using it as an excuse to approach two people he has not met yet, curious but also leery, suspicious and not trusting. He gives both new neonates a careful look, but seems to be waiting for something.
Miriel gave him the "oh please, you're always invited" look.

Doctor joins Emilio and Neve.

Perception+subterfuge>5:

Duncan ignores Miriel's 'wingman' quip. Yet when Fred doesn't introduce himself despite William's suggestion, Duncan indicates him with a hand gesture and gives a brief comment.
This gentleman is Fred, who is Malkavian. You'll have to forgive him; he's a bit... preoccupied this evening.

The young Brujah shakes his head at Miriel's less-than-clear summary of last week's events, and adds his own comments to clarify things for the confused Felix.

Yes, well, quite a few things happened last week, but I was talking about the Sabbat attacks... a few in Brujah territory, Theodore Jacob's domain; and one on a church, a former Tremere chantry. A good bit of cover-up had to be done. That's one reason for tonight's gathering. Mlle. De Boucher and I were in the church, talking to the Tremere Primogen, when the attack took place. Miriel managed to stake one of them, and he is to be executed tonight.

Despite my comments a moment ago, I'm not sure the Sabbat attack is the reason why several new Kindred have decided to leave Bordeaux. But it seems a likely excuse.

When Theodore approaches the table and speaks, Duncan stands once more.
Primogen Jacob, of Clan Brujah, may I present Felix Sommier and Neb-uau Mubarak.

Duncan gives a little hand gesture to Neb-uau, indicating that he should stand... and he looks at William with a raised eyebrow, and tilts his head toward the elder.

Listens intently to the conversation.

"Primogen Jacob," William said as he stood up after rolling his eyes to Duncan, "I'd have to say you looked kind of Badass with that assault rifle yesterday, you had me almost worried when you briefly aimed at me."

Looks disturbed.

Hmm...I am afraid I know very little of fighting. I do hope it does not come to that. Perhaps someone here could give me some instruction so I don't shoot my own foot off. I'm afraid that I tend to be a computer man myself.

William looks at Neb.
"Trust me, as a kindred, shooting yourself in the foot is a minor annoyance. And guns aren't always the most efficient way. But not everyone is a gun wielder, I myself know the basics, but I'm more of a demolitions and explosions expert... amongst other things. Has your sire informed you on how your body now actually reacts to danger and types of wounds? I presume you atleast know the basics since you spend a while as a Ghoul, then again, depending the vampire, that means nothing."

Nods to William.

That all was explained to me. But frankly I wouldn't even be able to through an effective punch. Now if you need someone's bank account emptied, that I can handle.

He watched Duncan's reaction and listened, but without warning his attention turned to Fred. He watched Fred, and seemed tempted to spoke before his gaze returned to Duncan.

"Was it one of those instances that involved Annabelle?"

He stiffened as the primogen approached.

Perception + Alertness > 5:

He said nothing, simply watching the other and remaining politely quiet, since he hadn't been addressed.

Evil plots for world domination and backstabbing done in the Prince's room:

Mikael Horsman enters the Theatre and proceeds to meet Celine in her usual spot, both to make his presence officialy known and to receive any news in case there has been some change of schedule or the Prince left has a message for him.

Duncan looked like he was about to answer Felix's question about Annabelle, but Theodore Jacob walked up before he could do so. The younger Brujah remains silent, awaiting his Primogen's response.

However, this doesn't stop him from giving Neb-uau and William a frustrated look, as they continue to speak.

Gosuin's room:

Celine welcomes Mikael with a slight bow of the head. She invites him to go upstairs if he wishes to, not giving any message or any change of plans. Everything seems to be going as planned.

Theodore can't help a laugh when William says he looked badass.
(Theodore) Yeah sorry, I saw something moving and my two neurones managed to recognize you before I pulled the trigger. You shouldn't worry about guns, but about ammo. And there's no trick, just practice and more practice...

He then shrugs and puts his palms up in the air, showing a total no-care body language.
(Theodore) "Theodore" is fine, I'm not a protocol guy. It's custom however, to stand when someone with more status than you approaches. He says so but doesn't show openly if he's offended or not. You guys are newly embraced or newly arrived? Felix and.. Nebuo ? Any relation to the president?

His use of plain first names is either paternalistic or just rude ; maybe an answer to their not-so-protocolish behavior.
While he didn't get the first name of Neb-uau right (a bit too exotic for him, he did understood perfectly his last name, hence his comment about him being related to the (Egyptian) ex-president. He resigned less than two months ago (Feb 2011).

Miriel stood as well when Duncan mentioned his title and smiled at the Brujah Primogen.
(Miriel) "Ammo", uh..?

She then gives a glance at Neb ; he didn't answer her comment about him being an ex ghoul, so she'll probably ask again, later.
(Theodore) Yeah, special anti-dead people ammo. Wouldn't be using any firearms if we hadn't some special stuff to fill it with. I won't intrude too long anyway, just wanted to know if you'd found anything new.

He doensn't name it, but using the verb "find" and the fact he seems to be talking to Duncan, as he addressed him, can let those in the know to guess what he means.

"Ohh, wooden bullets? Magically enhanced bullets? I wonder what the effects would be" William added after Theodore explained he was carrying a little more than your average rifle.

He ignored the comment about finding something new, since he figured it wasn't really orientated at him after he briefly considered the pictures they had uncovered. Once Theodore was busy with Duncan, he turned back to Neb, giving a 'what?!' look at Duncan.
"Emptying a bank account? Not exactly the most challenging of things. Their persistent use of Pascal code that hasn't changed since the nineties as their back-end and the glaring problems present in Apache and serialised data storage systems make them easier to hack than the last few years. But I get your point."

Gosuin's little room:

Chris gives a slow nod, his arms crossed before his chest with one hand idly stroking the lines of his moustache as he processes the information he gets from Gosuin and aligns it with his own. It seems to confirm one another well enough. At least, he doesn't outwardly frown nor ask any questions. "Villon hm. I've heard of that guy yea. Lets just say that what I heard, was nothing positive. The last I heard.....something about his lineage being mixed with rather undesirable elements. It was rather creative in a way actually." He seems half tempted to share the remark he heard, though with regards to his current company, as well as the side this company favors in the Jyhad, he keeps it to himself.

"Those that have the power, intelligence, and wits to hold a city, will eventually get their hold on a city. Anyone unworthy of that position will find his or her reign cut short. Villon might not be popular here, but he has, apparently, enough support elsewhere, as well as be capable enough not to gain more enemies." The Lasombra smiles a radient and entirely innocent looking smile that just doesn't manage to reach his eyes that shine with an almost sadistic enjoyment. "Then again, luck is also an important factor, and unfortunate accidents tend to happen. Rather often." His expression returns to something more neutral, though a slight hint of a grin remains.
"Personally, I don't like relying on luck, and I am of the opinion that God only helps those who help themselves." He gives the Bordeaux Prince a shallow bow. "But I suppose I've bored you enough with my barbaric Sabbat opinions."

Etiquette + ?? =??:

"You know where to find me if you have an available moment for our discussion. Just follow the trail of broken hearts and Tremere slowly losing their sanity." Christopher straightens himself out again, idly easing a few wrinkles from his suit. "Sometimes I think I would've made a better Malkavian. I'd have an actual excuse for spreading madness and headaches wherever I go. A good evening to you, Prince Gosuin."

With that, Chrisopher turns around and moves to the door. He listens to anything that Gosuin might still have to say, but doesn't return an answer.

As requested, he leaves the door open when he goes through it. Christopher immediately looks around to find Claudia.

After thanking Celine for her assisstance, Mikael moves upstairs to the meet the rest of the Kindred.

Mikael Horsman is a short man, of about 1.67-1.68m, with a very pallid skin, and one cannot guess his body type due to the suit he wears. He seems to be on his early twenties, and bears a very young, but handsome face (although certainly he is not the most handsome guy in the room). He has dark brown hair and eyes and is shaven.

Mikael has come fully armored for a Kindred reunion: a black suit, a red vest, a red/black tie, a social white shirt and black shoes, belt and pants. Atop of it all he is wearing a red scarf, not around his neck to protect it from the cold, but left freely falling to both sides of his body. A red handkerchief is visible from the chest pocket on his suit.

As for jewelry, Mikael possess two rings, one on his pinky left finger and another on his right ring finger. The left ring is of silver, with an orange gemstone shaped in the form of a two-dimmensional flame. His right ring is also of silver, with a red gemstope of oval shape.

Mikael's outfit (Pictures!):

After arriving and making a quick scan of the room, Mikael proceeds to the table with the two Tremere (Claudia and Griffin), giving social greetings to anyone on his way.

Auspex 2:

ST:

Gosuin's room:

Claudia is sitting with Laure, Jerome, and Griffin. She gave a look when she heard the doors open and seemingly resumes her conversation (a serious one, it seems), with the others. She and Griffin stand at Mikael's arrival, but they don't offer hands to take (they saw each other earlier in the chantry). Jerome and Laure stand as well out of politeness, but unless Mikael indicate he wants to talk to the Toreador, they excuse themselves.
Many people give a glance when the door of Gosuin's room open, and oddly, during their conversation, quite a few people arrived.

Gosuin sits back in his chair and takes a few notes as if nothing, looking fairly available should anyone need to speak to him.

Mikael:

Despite the fact that Theodore isn't too concerned with protocol, Duncan takes the trouble to explain after the introductions are done, and the elder Brujah has spoken.

I know you aren't a stickler for that stuff, but Jean-Pierre Griffin suggested we show the new people how things work, for everyone's benefit. I thought I'd start by standing up at an elder's approach, and introducing them. I'll leave additional details to them, such as their clan, and the identity of their sires.

As for information... nothing new since we last spoke. Nyx might have something when she joins us, and William may have discovered a few things since last evening. But nothing that solves the Nosferatu's problem yet... which means they won't be helping us with William's mission yet, either. That is on hold until we have enough to satisfy them.

Duncan sticks to generalities, obviously not wanting to go into detail with the new people there. However, now that he's answered Theodore's question, Duncan turns and speaks to Felix.

To answer your previous question-- No, last week's attack by the Sabbat was not the one where Annabelle was reported killed. That one was a couple of months ago. The one last week wasn't planned as well, fortunately. We're still on alert, though. That's a given, this close to the Spanish border.

With a smile at William, Duncan comments on the Tremere's earlier remark.
Wooden bullets are crap. Not heavy enough to retain any kinetic energy; and if they don't penetrate, what's the point? Teflon or phosphorous rounds, on the other hand... those can be mean. Harder to obtain, though.

I don't even carry a gun most of the time. A knife is more dangerous, if you know what you're doing. Wouldn't it be great if we could carry swords? A nice broadsword or katana, carried under a trench coat. Duncan laughs briefly. Like that TV show, in the 90's.

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