Place de la comédie

There are a few other people on the stairs, eating their macdonalds or their sandwich, but the Theater is wide and huge, leaving easily lots of places around for Chris to sit and stay alone.

It takes a few more minutes for Christopher to be joined by Emilio, who has taken out his phone. He glances around until he finds the Lasombra and approaches him with a wide, interested smile.
(Emilio) Ah, I hoped to find you, M. Lasombra.

He's not aggressive, but at least he shows the cards.

Right after he spoke, however, it's the play's intermission. Many mortals come out of the Theater to have a smoke, get fresh air, discuss, or else.

Christopher lets out a tired sigh when the unmistakable words of someone demanding his attention reach his ears. He is not exactly thrilled with the idea of having to deal with…well, anybody at this moment.
“I’m pretty sure you’re aware of my name by now, considering that madhouse inside,” he speaks after a moment of letting the other wait. “You might as well use it.” Chris doesn’t really bother at this point to hush his voice. Against the backdrop of so many mortals milling about and doing their mortal things, it would take a very interested and curious person to catch every word he says.

“So. What do you want from me, mr….”

(Emilio) I'm Emilio. I just heard "Christopher". Just know what relationship you have with the cute girl.. I spotted you with her when she visited us last night. She wanted it to be kept hush-hush, after all, she is too clean and proper to bother with her dad's old friends..

He sounds willingly hurt that as he says, Claudia now ignores him, thinking the snakes are too low to be around.

“Emillio hm. Chris will do.” He watches the increased number of Kine on the plaza. “Last night? Ah. Guess you’re one of those serpent lovers that the little lady went to see?” It’s a rhetorical question veiled just enough that none of the Camarilla potentially listening in could call the Lasombra out on breaking the Masqeruade by talking about clans amongst the Kine. “Can’t blame her for keeping you lot at a distance during public gatherings. I’d do the same, with the difference I’d be using a ten ft pole too.”
Christopher shifts his weight on the steps, leaning back against the one above the one used as a seat. “What’s my relationship with the Tremere to you?” He doesn’t sound particularly closed off or overly guarded at the subject. Merely curious why Emilio would want to know.

Emilio mentioned the clan just before the line went out. He sits as well, not too close, not too far.
(Emilio) Oh just a way to pressure her in our favor. She really liked my childe, they were quite flirty and he succeeded on breaking the ice. Usually she treats us like if we were dogs, or an annoyance. Like if she's any better. We took a picture of you two and well, you didn't show up. So has she turned Sabbat ?

The Setite smiles openly.

“Hmm? Really? I do believe she might’ve mentioned something along the lines of having a positive impression on one of you. Your kid huh.” He sounds mildly interested in the information the Setite is giving him, though it is anyone’s guess as to whether it’s genuine or just a way to pass time. Then again, information can be worth a lot in the right ears. “Also, my compliments on having taught your guy well enough to leave a decent impression. Couldn't have been easy.”

perception+subterfuge>8:

“Wouldn’t draw the comparison between you and dogs though. That’d be a bit of an insult, no?” He smiles.

wits+subterfuge>5:

The question asked to him makes the vampire roll his eyes. “Look at the girl, put together what you know of her, then ask that question to yourself. ” Turning his head, Chris sends the Setite a bit of a glare. “She wouldn’t last a night.”

Emilio waves off the comments and "compliments", not letting know how he takes them ; he doesn't really care, it seems.
(Emilio) Well my conclusions are different than yours, don't get fooled by the girly looks; ask yourself, how useful can be such an aware kindred with enhanced gifts concerning their magic, to the Sabbat.

He has a point; Thaumaturgy is scarce, and he seems to beleive the Tremere is very good at it. Now where he got that information is another story.
(Emilio) I wonder, is she hanging out with the Sabbat any good for the city, or should I sell out the information?

"Oh certainly. Many could be useful," Christopher agrees with the Setite. Hints of boredom and mild annoyance begin to appear in his voice. "But few will actually become useful. There are a lot of differences to survive through first. Not to mention a lack of trust from one to the other."

Chris pushes himself upright on the step, making movements to stand up. "If you're going to sell it, I suggest you bring it to Spain, and give me a share of the profits. It would only be fair after all, since I'm the one pointing you in the most profitable direction here. Assuming you return of course." He sends a slight, humorless smirk to Emilio. "I'm pretty sure they'd just love to know where I am at right now. Though on the other hand, our friends inside wouldn't quite enjoy their inevitable arrival as much. What with them not exactly being the type of tourist that is desired."
Straightening himself, Chris turns to the Theatre. "If there is nothing else?"

Emilio makes a slight tssk tssk.
(Emilio) They all underestimate the childe of the Regent. I'll eventually see what I can do about this information.. He makes sure the mortals won't hear when he mentions clans as he continues. The Tremere clan hiding and housing a not-so-former Sabbat.. Seeing your confidence, I don't suppose you lied about your clan to Gosuin, did you ? With the current mood, even the suspicion is enough. And it's not like people like the Tremere anyway.

He ends up standing.
(Emilio) Just food for thought. It's not like we care who is in charge.

Christopher rolls his eyes and sighs before shaking his head. "I was speaking in general. Not just about the young lady." The vampire sends a somewhat amused smirk in the direction of the Setite. Apparently he finds Emilio's words funny. "I'd hardly say they are 'hiding' me, Emilio. As you can see, I am walking around freely and unsupervised." He cannot help a brief chuckle, shrugging. "Unless you want to call this 'hiding in plain sight'."
His brief moment of amusement fades away after that. "As for me and Gosuin. We had a nice long chat. I'm pretty sure you saw me go in his little office. Let's leave it at that, hm?" He poses it as a friendly and polite enough question, but in reality...well, he expects Emilio to wholeheartedly agree with him and do as told.

ST:

Perception+Leadership>4:

"Very few people like them," Chris says with a slight nod, one hand idly trailing his carefully trimmed moustache. He doesn't name the 'them' but considering the subject it's obvious he means the Tremere. "I'd almost say 'nobody', but that'd be a lie. They are rather fond of themselves after all." The Lasombra looks at the Setite with a somewhat pondering expression. "I'll be sure to mule over this 'food for thought' of yours. I'd give you my number, but alas, I seem to be without a phone right now." He doesn't exactly sound overly upset about this. At most, mildly annoyed. By his lack of a phone that is, not of being unable to give the Setite his number. "Until next time. Unless you have something important to say still?"

Emilio stands.
(Emilio) Blah, I'm always at the other side of the river. Find a streetwalker and ask her to find me. I trust that more than phone calls anyway. I'd love more details, but since you're being so cooperative, I'll have to talk her into giving them to me. Or Neb, she was really into him yesterday.

He makes a move to indicate he's leaving, laughing for himself, letting Chris catch up if he needs to.
(Emilio) See you soon, probably!

When he mentions farewells, and due to his position, Chris can see Claudia walk out of the Theater ; her clothing doesn't match high society formal night out, so she stands out a little. She seems to be looking around, that is, until a woman in heels and in a woman's suit, dark hair, dark eyes, and generous forms approach her. The Tremere doesn't look pleased but she doesn't seem scared or intimidated, rather, she looks disgusted. The female, who looks quite pale, seems to be joking with her.

Christopher gives a slight nod to Emilio. "Good to know. I myself prefer technology. Allows one to stay holed up under a rock while the world's open and available to you. But that's fine, I'll find an excuse to go out on my own. A man's gotta eat." A sly smile forms on his lips. "Oh come now, certainly I haven't disheartened you with my answers? This was just getting fun. No need to begin dragging everything out of the mouth of someone who might well be an expert liar, no?" Like the Lasombra himself is the image of purity and innocence.

"Of course you will hear from me. A good evening to you." Chris certainly seems to have every intention to find the Setite at a later date for a little chat. Or not so little chat, whichever it may be. He watches Emilio leave until he's sure the snake is out of earshot. His relatively pleasant expression falters then, and he shakes his head in a combination of mild disgust and sadistic amusement. Under his breath, and to soft for any Kine around him to hear, Christopher mumbles something along the lines of 'slippery snakes' before he turns his attention back to the Theatre. Noticing Claudia standing there, he raises an eyebrow, and his expression sours somewhat. For a moment he seems to be in a conflict whether to accept her presence, or if he should just leave for tonight and be nowhere near the girl. The first option wins out after a while, and the Lasombra moves casually in her direction, his face carefully neutral.

Emilio shrugs, not really into mind games, he quickly understood he would rather not get involved.

Closer, Claudia and this woman seem fairly distant to each other. It seems the unknown female has asked the Tremere something and she hasn't accepted. She goes on back to the Theater.
The Tremere notices Chris an instant after the female left, and smiles at him.
(Claudia) Ah, good, you're still here...

She's trying to put in a proper social face and keep friendly. Whatever her discussion was, it affected her.

Chris watches the unknown woman leave after her brief conversation with Claudia, then turns his attention to the Tremere. He raises his eyebrow a bit at her in some mock surprise. "Hm? But of course I'm still here. You thought I'd have gone somewhere?" He tries to make his voice casual and joking, partly pretending that the earlier moments in the Theatre hadn't happened or weren't important whatsoever. His voice lacks the taunting and almost playful edge when compared to his usual messing around though. Something's weighing on his mind, and reducing his willingness to actually put effort in his taunts.

"What was all that about?" The Lasombra gestures in the direction the other woman had gone off to with his head.

(Claudia) Her ? It's Catherina Giovanni

It's like if that was enough to explain what was it all about. She gives a glance at Chris a moment.
(Claudia) Finding out he lied.. It's what made you lose your drive ?

She sounds apologetic, she smiles slightly, trying somehow to comfort.

"Uhuh. So not only the Setites, but Giovanni as well. Lively city this is." A casual enough remark. Chris doesn't comment on her lack of explanations, either not interested in Claudia's frustration with the necromancer, or understanding it. Probably the first.

Christopher waves the Tremere's question aside. "Lyle's a liar, we all know that. His lack of informing me properly however....well, it could've had rather unpleasant consequences. That combined with his disappearance and already existing little annoyances ticked me off a bit more than it should've. It simply wore on my nerves even further when people began to butt in."
The Lasombra makes a gesture in the direction of the Theatre. "How about we go back inside?" Though voiced as a question, Chris doesn't wait for an answer from the Tremere. Without looking back at her, he begins to ascend the steps and move back to the Elysium.

Claudia doesn't say anything about the Giovanni and Setites. She smiles slightly as she explains a little more about Lyle and nerves.
(Claudia) I bet he'll tell you something along the lines of "well, you didn't ask me anything". I trust you'll behave properly, this time.

As she climbs the stairs as well, she voices out an apology, lower and a bit hesitant, but nonetheless sincere.
(Claudia) I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, earlier... I had to say something lest the others would have. It's no good to show emotions and nerves in Elysium.