Mako had been looking forward to this moment for the last week. ever since his phone conversation with the Prince, however now that the time had arrived to where he would be accepted or rejected was upon him, he became nervous. Looking out on the cities lights Mako fealt the rise of a panic attack, he had always controlled his destiny, but now he was about to swear fealty to a prince. The voices inside his head screamed for him get back into his car and flee and never return, but Mako had come this far he could not run any longer. Taking a deep breath Mako pulls out his cell phone and attempts to make contact with his kindred the Malkavians.