The Tremere Chantry

The small led indicating the presence of someone in Le Foyer turns on. Mikael notices it, but he doesn't know yet exactly what it is on the spot. He then mouths a "ah", gives a glance at Corinna and with a slight smile, adds.
(Mikael) Would you go ?

Corinna listens attentively. She has her doubts about Vonzel talking right before his execution - if there is an execution, Gosuin may still surprise all of them with undeserved mercy, which wouldn't be too bad, considering, since it would give them more time to get the last bit of information out of the Lasombra. Presented with the right motivation, he may yet talk - especially if there is sufficient time to make him. Wasn't there a ritual for that?
"It is still valuable information, Magister. Even if nothing more comes from Monsieur Vonzel, we now know a great deal more about Miss Vanderstree. It may be to our advantage in the future."
It doesn't seem like she disagrees with Mikael, she merely tries to point out the good side of this information. Whether it can be used now or later, they do possess an advantage over the other Kindred in the city, especially so as long as the traitor is still in their hands and they may do with him as they see fit.
Corinna also notices the LED lighting up, but doesn't immediately react to it. As if given permission to be interested, she dutifully nods when Mikael asks her to see the seemingly expected visitor.
"Of course, Magister. Please excuse me."
His smile considerably relaxes her mind, and with a bow in his direction, she quickly turns to leave to Le Foyer.

Corinna heads into the Chantry and walks over to the 'dining table' without looking back to see if William follows her. She doesn't sit down, either, merely takes a brief second to attempt to calm herself before turning around.
Her face looks like it's carved in stone, but there is a pronounced twitching in her left eye as she looks at William. If that doesn't scream 'danger, tread lightly' to him, well, only a good whacking with a brick could be a less subtle hint.
"I'm going to say it only once, so listen. You will show respect when talking to your elders, Monsieur Wolvenheart, especially in public, and I am your elder. You may not think that I have enough power to make your life miserable, but think about this for a moment: I have access to all occult tomes in the library, including the grimoires with rituals you do not even dream exist. I have studied each and every one of these at some point in my time here, and my memory is very good. So, ask yourself - do you really want to find out exactly what atrocities they contain?"
Her jaw tightens.
"Because I can introduce you to them."
The Librarian may look harmless, with her small, sturdy figure and soft face, but the Beast that is clearly rearing its ugly head below this facade does not. She's low on blood, performed a complicated ritual merely an hour ago, and has taken a beating from a direct superior just after. This combination does not give a single fuck about the Oath, and even if she may not come true on her threats, William is walking on thin ice and presenting himself as willing victim for a stress-induced frenzy.

Claudia, can I have Corinna ritualistically burn any postmodernist poetry in the Library? Please? My brain hurts from this stuff.

Griffin already did

William studied Corinna with a silent neutral face. His eyes closed very slightly as all humor was gone from his voice as his usually smiling higher pitched voice turned icy cold as if Corinna hit a snare.
"With all due respect, elder, do not speak to me as if I do not know what pain and horror contains, even before my kindred life I've had my share and neither was my old chantry as carefree as this one. And I am well aware of what powers lie in the collective knowledge of the Tremere, even if I have neither the access to it, or it's imagery in 'dreams'. You offered yourself to call you by your first name without my prodding, and if you have a bad day, I shall not be your playtoy for stress relief. If you cannot control yourself, I'll be happy to postpone our conversation until you regain your Tremere identity. Elder Ansons." Stressing the name of their clan to remind her that Tremere do not lose control, they're better than that.

He gave an unnecessary cough as he adjusted his tie as speaking in his regular voice as he stood a step back holding one hand up.
"And I'm sorry about the Sodalis mispronunciations, it isn't a word we used back at Brussels. and I'm terrible with new names."

Corinna's hands cramp up for a second, like claws, and her body becomes quite tense before she gets a grip of herself again.
"Don't you dare talk to me about Tremere identity, pup! It seems that you need a reminder of it more than I do!"
She barks the works, much like a military command, and seems just about a second away from actually slapping William for talking back at her like this.
"I knew what it was to be Tremere before you were even born! I was taught in Germany, by some of the strictest and most esteemed elders, and I do not approve of Bordeaux's laissez-faire attitude!
You may think that being a member of House and Clan is something you can put away when you run around with your little group of [intelligible German], and then treat your elders just as you treat them, but I will not have that! We may be in Bordeaux, and Regent Kersten may have told you to 'relax' and disregard the formalities, but your lack of respect will not be tolerated even so!"
It looks like she wants to smash something for the fraction of a second, then she continues her yelling.
"And if I have offered you to call me by my first name - which I don't remember and can hardly believe I did! - it was merely for use when there are no outsiders around! It's not the proper way to behave in front of Kindred of different clans, especially not your little coterie! I have enough of what you probably call your 'humour', so get a hold of yourself, apprentice, and mind your manners!"
The librarian takes a short, unnecessary breath, still giving William her 'evil eye', and doesn't take notice of his outstretched hand. He is hardly in a position to offer a truce, merely an apology.
"Very well. Very well."
Corinna straightens up, still tense, but assuming a less aggressive posture. Her nerves are already strained as they are, so she doesn't want to waste any more time stressing herself out over this.
"I hope I don't have to repeat myself. Let's get some things out of the way before the day starts. You may have heard already, but there has been an attack on Prince Gosuin, by a ghoul. If you have any information in regards to this matter, tell Magister Horsman immediately. He may or may not wish to ask you some questions about it, so offer up your knowledge. With Regent Kersten gone for the time being, he is the highest ranking in our hierarchy as of now, even if he isn't replacing him."
She tugs on the sleeves of her blazer and smooths out some wrinkles that she got into it while she was ranting.
"If there is another urgent matter that needs tending to, say so now, otherwise I'll be in the library for the remainder of the night ... what little is left of it."
Corinna is frowning now, like she just remembered how much work she still has to do, and obviously just dismissed William in the most impolite way she probably ever did. She's still angry, but seems to have better things to do than yell at him further.

William just looked at Corinna as she finished her rant, a polite smile as she calmed down.
"Inform the magister, got it."

Once she made her towards the library and Dominique retreated to his chambers once more, he breathed out a short laugh as he brushed his hair back with his free hand.
"Yes... I'll quite enjoy it here. No doubt about it."

Once Claudia entered, he nodded in greeting, the smile replaced by a sympathetic look before she could have a look at his face.
"Called back as well? Well you're not alone, Sir Griffin is here as well." He added before retreating to his own room.

He opened the door, but he took a pen from his bag, and threw it in. A smile as the pen portrayed a profound lack of movement once it hit the floor. Just in case.

Making his way towards his bad, after closing the door and picking up the pen once more, and placed his cane on the side of his hed, against the wooden frame. He excavated his laptop bag, and connected the machine to the power outlet on his desk, and pressed the power on button, causing it to boot almost instantly since it was on standby. He connected his phone to the laptop opened a virtual image of a console only operating system. He copied over the files to the virtual disk and quickly typed in a few lines to start the decryption process, knowing it will probably take more time than the night still granted him, he left it to work while he shrugged out of his jacket and dusted it off, and hanged it in the closet. He went over what he still had. Aside from finding a washing service for his clothing, he's probably have to send a mail on his luggage which was send by post, containing the rest of his equipment and more importantly, his clothes.

Since he did not get cut into a thousand pieces by German words of fire, he'd probably need them soon. Once he disposed of whatever remained into their appropriate places, he took out the ITouch Lyle had given him, and hid it in the drawer of his desk. Of course he hadn't turned it on after he copied the information to his own phone, but you'd never know.

Once everything was settled, he made his way out and pondered a moment on where the Magister might be and set out to find him.

All William will do is quickly report to Mikael that one of his coterie members saw her car with tinted windows at the theatre, so no idea who drove, and then retreat to his chambers.

Once William had awoken, taken a quick shower and put on his red suit once more, he took his phone from the charger, placed it in his pocket and checked to see the progress on the computer as he adjusted his glasses, which would probably still take a few hours or more. He rolled his eyes.
"I should have run it on the computers here instead of my laptop. Oh well."

Considering there wasn't a lot to do until the information got decrypted, he briefly considered preparing chemical mixtures he usually had on hand, but then again, he neither had his tools which were still on postage, 'Mental note: ask about it at front desk', and neither did he really know where to get the regents for it in the new environment, he'd have to ask Claudia later, considering she's probably the least 'magic only' mindset who was local to the area. He remembered the piece of cloth and took it out of his wallet, he completely forgot last night thanks to Anson's amusing outburst, although he also remembered he almost last his bearing on the little facade he's kept up since he entered bordeaux.. no, years before that, ever since his Sire mentioned that nobody suspected the town's joker whom behaved like an idiotic fool. He chuckled. On that note, he remembered what old man Tarcisus had said. William knew his sire was 2 faced, she could be a scary dominatrix when angered, but usually walked around as the composed, albeit absent minded Nerd looking woman whenever she was working on her interests. Seeing there was no time but the present, and it was his first moment where he didn't have anything to do since nights, he took his phone and dialed her number, but hanged up before it could ring.

If it was personal matters, he'd best use the ritual to contact her, after all, both knowing how flawed cellphones were security, decided to use the classical approach for once and learn the ritual... Well, more like he learned the ritual.

He took the necklace with the red bauble from his neck, after untangling it with the cross he'd recieved from Lyle, and screwed the slick bauble off, revealing a small dragon figure as he placed the other piece on the table. Taking a crosslegged pose on the floor (after removing his jacket), he meditated while performing the 'Communicate with Kindred Sire' ritual.

On Sunday night
Claudia worded something about not really having a choice anyway.
The luggage should arrive Monday morning, but with the strikes it has probably been delayed to Tuesday.


On Monday night
Indeed the luggage is confirmed to be delivered early Tuesday. Maybe before dawn, actually.
The laptop finished prosessing the small SD card that William found on the ground ; it has been damaged, making some of the data hard to recover, but William's programs and knowledge is enough to crush the bastard. The SD card contains pictures of the inside of certain places, which he would easily guess are the inside of flats or houses. Most of them are a mess, aren't decorated. All pictures were taken at night time.
William can easily recognize some of the places of the Hospital in which Fred lives, but not his exact haven (the protections are way too well done.. that is one hell of a hidding spot). It's stated they were all taken in 1980, but it's clear to William that the camera, or phone, or whatever was used to take the pictures had its date changed.
The last pictures are the pictures of two female bodies, one in a very strange, fake 1800's gown for halloween and some loose bun, installed in some sofa, and the other is on the floor, naked. The dressed one is a very beautiful body in her early twenties, with brown hair. She looks fairly short and has this expression of command frozen on her face. Her eyes are open and are seemingly watching something (the few other pictures will let William know there's a TV in front of the sofa). The naked body is also very beautiful, but she is more fit and generous in her shapes (she has boobs, hips, but she is also fairly fit and she has taken care of herself). Her long light brown curls are all over her face. The "living room" the pictures were taken is garbade ; there are news papers everywhere, the sofa probably was abandonned and taken by the owner because he couldn't afford a true new one, and there are glued pieces of magazines representing eyes all over the place. It's creepy as hell.
The bodies look way too preserved to be actual corpses, but they might just very well be Kindred.

William has no problem contacting his sire through supernatural means, and she lets her mind be invaded by her childe.
(Isabel) Yes, William ?

OOC: Invade is such a hard Term, since the ritual William knows only allows verbal (in a way) communication, nothing about mind reading/ect :-o

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William slightly tilted his head while smiling, he still found the sudden mind communication as he once put it 'wickedly awesome' every time it happened, responding in dutch (unless mind communication is a universal language among similar species), he responded.
"Good evening, Isabel my sire, I hope I am not interrupting, I called early in the hope you hadn't begun anything yet. Have you been made aware yet that Regent Lyle Kersten has disappeared, he just vanished the night before, his own childe couldn't even use this very ritual to contact him, albeit, there was no refusal, rather pure silence. Yet Tarcisus, the regent's sire, seemed to have an impression that he is... somehow alright. I know this puts a kink in your plans, and I'm sorry to deliver this news."  

Even a phone call is invasive ^^
Isabel always communicates in Dutch with her childe.
(Isabel) Good evening to you, I was just waking. Oh, so Regent Kersten has gone missing? It explains his.. Digital absence, then. I was made aware that he had a childe but I never managed to obtain much information about her. Just silence you say ? I will have a look, who knows if something may have this effect. Maybe Dominate ? Or an Umbra travel... Oh, Lord Tarcisus is.. He is original to say the least. You learnt that the sire always feels when the childe dies, I suppose it meant that he is still of this world. I know he has returned here, without his assistant. To be fair, yes your news do not please me, however it's not your fault and I am glad to hear from you. We need to find some time to play a game, as well... How are things going ?

(OOC: I presume you don't wish to post 50 times for every single point, so I'll just quickly mash it together a bit, and we'll pretend we had a decent conversation that did not involve 20 sentences before the other spoke XD))

William gave a chuckle at the description of Tarcisus.
"Kersten doesn't seem to be the type to be dominated easily. I'm not that knowledgeable on the Umbra, it's something far beyond my abilities, it didn't quite fit your crash course. Yes, Claudia, a rather childlike looking Tremere, she apparently is a thaumaturgy progeny, albeit she doesn't seem to like the Regent very much, has a soft spot for the old man although, I'll send the notes I took on the kindred here over once I have the tunneling adapter, which is still stuck in the delivery, stupid French are on a strike, it's almost as bad as our Train service...

And Tarcisus was indeed... a rather curious kindred. Although he was a rather... happy person, which is kind of confusing since that doesn't match his general description which you gave me, and seeing his age, vampires of that age are not one to easily change their persona. But then again he's Tremere, enough said. I did learn 2 interesting things about him, 1 is that he seems to be suffering from memory loss, the literal kind, you should have been there, he simply forgot about a woman he's been working with for at least 20 minutes as they prepared that ritual he used to call Kersten. Which by the way, that woman has to have been bipolar in her human life, or she cannot decide which mask to wear when dealing with me.

Anyhow, second is that he apparently had something to say about you, as in it quite suprised you embraced me, something about 'I never thought your sire would get around to embracing someone'," William said Tarcisus's voice, which wasn't hard since they were talking mentally, and he just had to remember the sound, plus he practiced it cause it was funny to use now and then in the few times he used the ritual to talk with his sire.

"He even allowed me to inspect an enchanted bracelet, surprising magister Horstman, although I'm not out yet if the 2 are related, or he was just in a good mood, or that he wanted to show off, that man is an unreadable book, but.. I got to give it to him, the guy has style, walking up nonchalantly towards the prince like he does it everyday, kind of mocking him without actually doing anything, I like him, trust... not really, not yet, but I've got to give credit where credit is due."

Sounds fair lul ^^

Isabel answers and responds to the sentences her childe speaks to her as they go, seemingly interested and seemingly glad to hear from him.
"About Dominate- I was thinking about her, not about him. If I don't want to be found, my first action would be to make sure Communicate wouldn't work. Dominating my childe into failing the ritual seems like a good first step. I will try and find other reasons why there would be this silence.
Ah, yes, Claudia. I heard a lot from her, or rather, from her Embrace. It led to a lot of gossip around the chantries, something about stealing Malkavian childer... I heard Lord Tarcisus was enraged when he found out she was going to be wasted if she ended up being embraced Malkavian, their Lord complained to our Lord and Bordeaux' chantry suffered from a reputation of embracing on whim, and having a very high death rate among their young. Lord Tarcisus himself lost all of his childer but one, I had read.
His demeanor may be different when he is in his old home than over here, but there have been rumors about him being fairly forgetful, absent-minded... Some say he's corrupted. It's generally why his assistant, Magister Horsman, is the one the Regents meet instead of meeting with the Lord directly, or so I was told by some ghouls.

You know, most of us have broken our minds while adapting and learning our new existence. Maybe this woman has very different facets depending on with whom she interacts.. Or maybe she was given orders. You know me, just go with the flow. Same goes for Lord Tarcisus, if you ever meet him again."

The Tremere Ancillae can't help a chuckle at Tarcisus' impersonation.
"So he knows of me.. Well his mind seems to work remarkably well, it's true I did not plan on embracing, and I never thought I would have gathered enough boons to obtain the Right, but I needed someone like you to back up our ideology in the Clan; Or rather, I found you and it made me think you could help me with changing the Clan's thoughts on technology (I wasn't particularly looking). It did not fully go as I had planned, I'm satisfied nonetheless. You turned out well, even if you're good at annoying more traditional kindred. I think Kersten is the right Regent to let you play around and experiment all you like without being reprimanded because you don't speak Latin. It's a good deal. It's also probably the only chantry with cable around western Europe!

You know, now that I think about it.. Rumors say Lord Tarcisus' lineage traces to Goratrix, the Betrayer. Some characteristics are in the blood ; oh, he is loyal to the House and Clan, as far as I can tell, but some features (boldness, instability...) can be passed from sire to childe, as we tend to choose similar minded people to Embrace; Regent Kersten himself is also fairly chaotic, at least when we play together (I did not even know he was Regent, I found out through my own researches and I am, of course, blackmailing him into not informing the whole clan that he plays with other Regent's Apprentices...).
Maybe the Lord has selective memory; you know, he has written several tomes on the path of blood and on rituals, methodology and magical theories, which are still used to this day to teach young Tremere; Remember when we trained Blood Rage ? To visualize the other's blood to make it burn, reaching the physical features of your victim? The methodology was his. And he is, after all, Lord ; he did not came out of the blue, so there must be another layer.
Maybe he saw something in you by letting you observe this object, or maybe he remembered and read the reports of our Regent about your trainings concerning artifacts. Did you pass the test ? Perhaps the memory loss is just an act, after all. Being an unreadable book is good for survival I would guess; not having a pattern is good as others will not guess your plans.

There is no such thing as trust among us, be always inquisitive and reevaluate your opinion of people every hour."

Well, guess this update skipped my radar. For some reason it wasn't marked as new post :-o

"Stolen from a Malkavian you say, I wasn't aware. The Malkavian in this town are rather odd. Then again, they're Malkavian so my point is as mute as Hellen Keller, the early days. And I didn't consider the domination on the Childe... that indeed would be a wise plan, and I would find it odd they would just dominate a prodigy, but then again they did just kidnap a Regent. But, this Chantry's cover, the hotel, has quite some Domination work that puts Peter's work to shame. Maybe HE wanted to disappear, if that was the case, what for? Does it have to do with his mysterious friend that he ordered not to be disturbed?

And Yes, I know, we all keep masks, although mine did earn me a little strangling of a certain Gargoyle, Claudia has that one wrapped around her fingers tightly, she does. It did give me some leeway as they think I'm slightly daft now, maybe quieted after some show of force. Although I do think I've earned some sort of.. how do I describe it? Friendlyness? After I promised to assist him with uncovering some evil plot where the Wright brothers stole the ritual of flight from the Tremere, should he uncover some actual evidence. He's a Warrior type Gargoyle, they weren't designed to be as bright as the scout type.

And from how he spoke of you, I'd have to say there was some amount of fascination. Maybe he's taken some interests to one of your projects, or past projects.

And yeah, that's me, good ol' Get's under your skin but handy when you need to embrace a nerd guy. Albeit I'll never get around to watching TV if the drama here continues. I'm missing all the good episodes damn it, Mid season finales are coming close damn it!

And that reminds me, did you know Lyle's regular gaming partners are actual Mages? The human kind? I've never met one before, fascinating! Well, at least the one we spoke to was one,  there were 2 others, but the way they talked I presume they're all on the same level. But they're playing our game, I definitely need to test my skillz against them now, gamer's duty. Maybe we should team up, show them clearly which wielders of power are clearly superior on the realms of the internet. Better brush off your Uncharted skills... also, gaming with the regent of another domain, genius, blind luck, but genius."

William remained silent for a moment after his sire mentioned blood rage, she could almost feel his cringe.

"Yeah, blood rage, I still feel funny from the last time you 'demonstrated' the effects, just so I know how it works on a personal level. So he wrote that book? Darn it, I should have let him sign my copies, and my backup copies. Maybe even that one book that survived the explosion... Albeit slightly singed.

Man blood rage... it's funny, thanks to some recent events and situations, I've realised, outside a little project I'm working on concerning a stake and some runes, that it is actually my only defense and offense should I get in a dangerous situation, and it is a double edged blade. I don't count my ability to shoot a gun, since a pistol is useless against kindred and a shotgun knocks me off my feet, quite literally.

Maybe I should start looking around for some other means of defense. Maybe someone here knows that fire path I've read about, thats seems right up my alley. Then again, Rotshreck, the fear of red, might make it counter productive. Funny how I enjoy blowing things up, yet the effect it causes scares my very nature. Maybe I'm just an oddball among oddballs.

And Of course I passed the test... if it even was a test, you don't embrace noobs, remember? And I make no illusions that I can truely trust anyone but you and I. Well, unless someone angers you, then I just vamoos outta the back until you've punished the guy.

"The Malkavian are always odd... Yes, I was implying that he had dominated his own childe. But to be honest I'm a little worried; Lyle- Hm, Regent Kersten not logging on, at all... Never seen it happen in over twenty years. Maybe he went on a retreat from technological contact ? He's an addict, I think. As for this Claudia, what I heard in Chantry corridors was that she was a good oracle which why was she interested the Malkavian to begin with. Then again I've heard many rumors about French southern's Tremere ; the Harpy that humiliated his sire in public, the guy that hunts with the Setites, the Anarch coteries, this one guy in Marseilles that sells artifacts for hard cash..."

"A gargoyle ? So it's true, they managed to keep theirs? Well if it's loyal, regardless of how and why, as long as it remains loyal, no problem... Maybe you should try and use Kersten's childe to your advantage, it's all about making the right friends. Or not making the wrong enemies.. A Warrior Gargoyle by your side to compensate your own weaknesses."

"Oh, mages you say? Well you can use that to gain his favors if he ever comes back; We're instructed not to get near actual mortal mages, unless it's to embrace them. Now I strongly advise you to keep this a secret from higher instances of the Clan. I'm sure Regent Kersten will appreciate it and pay back the favor. Was one of them some guy named or nicknamed Leo? We've crossed paths over the web a couple of times. He's always with some Lisa named female, an umbrassian spirit he said he created remembering a TV show."

"Being liked by both Regent Kersten and by Lord Tarcisus (providing he doesn't forget about you?), it's a feat. I'm very proud you passed his test. Lord Tarcisus is a reference for Thaumaturgical rituals and the Path of Blood, you know, he was a Mage himself, from the "House" part of the "House and Clan" from the Oath. He also masters the Lure of Flames. His assistant also knows it. Ask your Librarian, she should have a sense of who knows what in those matters. Oddly Rotscherck only affects the Tremere once the fire is released. "

She laughs when he states he can trust her and if someone ever angers her. She approves.
"Since you have left, things are a bit more depressing here. I'm very proud of you. Keep up the good work. Is there something else I can help you with ?"

"Yes, sadly, he's a shared commodity whom seems heavily used, although my coterie which has somehow formed, does have a Nossy and a Brujah. They're weary of a Tremere, as we're accustomed of, although the Brujah seems rather protective of the people around him, maybe some ex military or bodyguard? Unlike the uncivilised anarchists we have... well, you have back home, the brujah here seem rather civilised and collected most of the time. Well, then again I never actually met a Brujah outside the few conflicts we had cause some fledgeling didn't clean up after himself right in front of the chantry. Also, that reminds me, I actually managed to finaly get to inspect a Nossi up close and uncloaked. It's all so fascinating. Maybe one day, I could study how and why the nosferatu blood chooses to inflict certain growths and twists of the flesh, maybe even uncover a way for the Nosferatu to be bred to misform in certain ways to have abilities that do not need us turning part of them into gargoyles. Such a discovery would surely have benefits for the Tremere, should we 'service' the nosferatu clan, provided we build in a... failsafe. Not that they should know of course."

"That's him, right there, Leo, and you described the other one as well. Does he know you're kindred? He has this nice little routine of threatening to zap you to Tahiti... or was it Hawai... anyhow, someplace sunny during the daytime on the other side of the world. he had a 3rd friend however, possibly also mage?"

William made a mental note to look up umbrassian spirit once he had time.

"Only after you released them, ohh that changes the aiming problem to manageable proportions. I wonder if it also behaves like that to other kindred whom see you wielding the flame."

"Sadly, nothing right now... Unless... have you hear anything about that... relative problem I just can't seem to shake? While I don't suspect them to find any trace of me now, now that I kind of put quite the distance and a border between us, I did spend more time outside in the last 3 days than I did in the last 3 years combined.

Other than that, I should probably review some information and find a donor for some blood before I have to head out, they're holding an execution, how exciting! I wonder how old he is, maybe old enough for a dust cloud! I was promised a maybe chance at interrogating him, but it didn't come though, shame, I would have loved to see him scream as I unfolded his undead coil in a beautiful symphony of screams... But I wouldn't have been able to do that here, sadly, I think it's best that people don't know about what you taught me about some medieval-style music crafting."

William's telepathic link reverbed in a soft but slightly manic snickering, before he coughed and regained his composure.

"As long as they serve your purposes. You know, many Tremere don't do well in coteries, it's one of the reasons why neonates die often as well. Here the Brujah are out of control, but they're all out of control anyway. You only saw the young ones and didn't participate much in the courts and in Elysium so your experience is limited in that matter. Or at least, was ! Learn from social interactions now, your book studies can wait for calmer times... The Nosferatu have some use but be careful around them, if they find out anything useful about you they'll use it against you in the most despicable ways possible."

"Sadly Gargoyles studies are now forbidden, but I'm sure we can find you literature concerning the studies of Nosferatu blood in a good library, should you gain proper access to it. Leo and Lisa both know I'm supernatural, like them, but we never spoke about our.. specifics. It's one of the rules of the little group. We're all supernatural creatures, and we all play. I'm more of an outsider to them because of my general lack of time and my duties ; we're a few that aren't locals, so we're less informed. But this Leo, I suspected he was a Mage. I knew Lisa was a spirit because she's a very well coded AI. Some Mages are great at sending anyone somewhere else, so maybe it was his way of saying he could defend himself. I'll log in later and try to fish for info without letting them know I know concerning Regent Kersten.
Speaking of which, I found out who he was, it's how I managed to blackmail him into giving you some tutoring. The clan frowns from on that kind of work, so again, keep it quiet and he will certainly show you a little more of how he does it. Kersten, Leo and Lisa are probably one of the best online teams out there. I don't know much about the others apart from some of their nicknames."

"There are still a few "missing person" reports that name you sometimes, but it's calmer now than then. We're keeping an eye, just in case. The borders should keep you pretty safe.. I'll warn you if I spot any other movements, but if they keep being a hassle, the clan will certainly take a more radical action. Accidents...
Have fun at the execution. But if you spend time talking to your old boring sire instead of doing such interrogations. Who knows the victim might still be ready for interrogation ! I still believe you're too nice and not fearless enough for proper music. You weren't fully raised by the clan since birth, it's normal you still have a certain.. uh.. whats its name again.. conscience?
But about dust and age, Lord Tarcisus also wrote a tome about it, he has studied Kindred remains for a while. His assistant mentioned the only copy is in your current Chantry, after praising its content for ages (I think he's obsessed with his superior; I mean, more than it's necessary). Play nice with your Library woman, and maybe you could access it. If you can, take a few discreet pictures for me. "

"Well, if there is one place we can find gargoyle information, it's probably at the chantry that still has one and at Vienna, and since the later one definitely isn't within my reach, I'd have to check here. Although I do think no matter how much I work the library woman, I doubt i'd get in on short notice to those books. The deaths books, I probably can do however, twist the story a bit on corpse identification.

Pity for the captured vampire isn't exactly what I have, far even. Besides, I'm against useless deaths, if it serves a purpose, or they're already doomed, who cares."

William stirs from his pose as his phone vibrates.
"Ahh, it seems my r&r time has come to an end. I shall send you the files and if I can manage to get the book, the pictures as requested. Good evening Isa, my sire."

Once his sire has said whichever she still needed to say, William will let the connection fade as he opens his eyes and and gets up. Taking out his phone, he activated the screen and saw he had a text message. He moved the mouse of his laptop to reactivate the screen and saw that the data has finished decrypting and saw several pictures.

Responding with a text message in kind, he connected his phone and copied the decrypted photographs onto it, but also left a copy on the laptop and took out the decrypted SD-card from the laptop.

He took his vest, closed his laptop and the lights and made his way towards the Elysium.

Not sure if you mean: just pass through, the other guy isn't posting anymore, or meet the new guy XD