Thread: Looking for Romeo (Attn: Romeo 2-1-10)

Romeo sits in the corner, his mirrored sunglasses hiding his eyes. Leaning on his chin seeming to be staring at nothing. The shadows of the corner seem to bob and weave even though there is no moving light in the room. He doesn't even move as she approaches.

"The shadows break way revealing the pleasures of the night...Mrs. Corin if memory serves me correctly... What may a humble magister do for you."

"Yes, your memory does serve you correctly, but it's just Corin. No Mrs please."

She looks at him curiously

"Interesting way to greet someone, talking about pleasures of the night..."

Romeo just chuckles leaning back in his chair. "It has been a good night in a shadowy sea of dark waters. Few nights lately i have found pleasure, this happens to be one of them, so consider yourself lucky that you chose tonight to approach me. So what can i do for you?"

"I have questions that I was hoping you could answer for me, if you have time to talk."

She bites her lower lip a bit, hoping he won't notice her insecurity in talking to him.

Romeo watches her curiously. "I must say i am intrigued as to what question you would have to come to a Magister for to answer. Ask and if i can answer i will. Though be forwarned, i reserve the right to ask a question before i answer."

She raises an eyebrow, but then nods.

"That's fair."

She looks around for any other ears that may be nearby, then she turns back to him.

"I am curious as to how and why you left the Sabbat. Assuming that you were one once."

Romeo slips his glasses off, staring right at her. He stares at her for several minutes without saying a word like he was staring into her soul. "I was at one time...not something I am proud of, but it helped make me into what I am. Being Sabat is just like being Camarilla, its a choice, to dedicate yourself to a believe, to something greater then yourself. Leaving isn't the problem, you choose to follow an idea or you don't, its that simple. The problem is living past your decision. I was fortunate enough to be strong enough to enforce my decision, and my will, on others who felt that my leaving was a betrayal."

She stares back into his eyes, not backing down.

"So you don't regret your decision to leave, even though you know that at some point they could hunt you down?"

"They could?" He cant help but break out in laughter. "I'm sorry i don't laugh at you...A Magister, independent or in the tower, is the greatest insult the Sabbat can ever be faced with. Especially powerful ones. The minute I walked away i signed my own death certificate that eventually they would the death of me. Entire cities have been sieged simply because a Magister hid there. I don't regret leaving no, and i know they hunt, I know that rewards have been offered for proof of my demise. I stood side by side with many who then decided to try and collect on those rewards. They tried, and they failed for there ambition. Many more will try as well, a Magister must always be on his guard...a threat could be anywhere....even right in front of him..."