Boone pulls up to the museum and gets out of his car.
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0 timesSolidus lets out a heavy sigh as he looks to the horizon, the city of Lamar shining bright compared to the forest that is around him. His sword bounces against his leg as he walks, though he doesnt feel it.
The history he is leaving is a long and complicated one; he walks with the pride of his Elders, leading him to Lamar to start a new life. He knows he will have to introduce himself to the Prince first, before looking for a place to make home.
The lights move past him in a blur as he stops and tries to stop a Kindred to ask to take him to the Prince.
"hope your here for a re enactment with that pig sticker of yours hangin from your hip" kendov said looking up from his reading at the newly arrived kindred. he wore his usual black jean trenchcoat and plain t shirt. with a scratch behind his ear he waited for the kindred to reply intrested in his response.
droz walks up near the 2 talking and leans back to listen
Droz Crane
Unaligned - Nosferatu Status 3
Wrapped face and hands - Vicious x3 Intimidating x3 Eerie Presence
Alastair walks in behind Droz dressed in his black suit and trench coat.
He looks to Droz quizzically and says in Italian "Why are we here? Should we not be in search of our wayward friend?"
i want to make sure things are settled a bit before heading out
Droz Crane
Unaligned - Nosferatu Status 3
Wrapped face and hands - Vicious x3 Intimidating x3 Eerie Presence
Lazarus enters the Muesum area by the princes office. He Pauses and looks around seeing two out of three of his new favorite Kindred. He makes his way to where the group is and sits next to Kindolf looking directly at Droz. He Speaks to Kindolf with his voice loud enough to be heard by the other group.
"Say Kendov, what would you do if a Group of young Jack Ass's came and began screwing with one of your brand new to the city, Clans men. A Gentlemen that Expecialy one that was driectly helping the city for the prince, Seneshal, Harpy, and Keeper of the Elysium? I have my own thoughts but what about the thoughs of a fellow Primogen?"
His eyes never leave Droz as Lazarus speaks his words have the hint of venom in them.
Lazarus leans forward looking for the paper picks it up like normal and flips it to the Business sections like usual. He reads for a moment and then looks back to Droz for a reaction.
pilot to bombardier; bombardier to pilot. We are apporaching our target; Rodger. Bombardier, Bombs away!
catching the ventrue's meaning kendov closed the book after setting the book mark. laying it on the table he smiled lightly at lazarus " well mister arch i would hardly call any of the esteemed kindred of the city jack asses... however." his tone became grave " the poor soul who attacks a obvious ally in this city aknowledged or not would find that a primogen would clear up every bit of thier schedual and dedicte themselves solely to making the offending party's life as difficult as possible. not to mention i would hate to be the one who had to tell miss kalie that someone is trying to upstage her from her job"
" but the person to harm a gangrel in this city would find out. *intimately* the pain of crossing my clan. i do not trifle in the affairs of anothers clan and i would expect the same respect from another. of course thats how civilized kindred do things am i right mister arch in my asumption?"
Lazarus i believe you and i should speak in private
Droz Crane
Unaligned - Nosferatu Status 3
Wrapped face and hands - Vicious x3 Intimidating x3 Eerie Presence
"Droz since you wish to make this as informal as posiable. I will not give the likes of you an ounce of my time in private, I havent the time nor the patience for games. It is you that have offended me so it will be done on my terms.
You will come and sit at this table and explain your actions against my clan mate while the rest of the city doing what they were suposed to be by order of the prince."
Sucks his tongue against his teeth, while he kicks out a chair a little for Droz to come and sit in.
Says to Kendov
"To think such a wicked taste that has been left in my mouth from a new Camarilla member."
Sets his news paper down and watches for Droz reaction.
pilot to bombardier; bombardier to pilot. We are apporaching our target; Rodger. Bombardier, Bombs away!
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