Thread: New Arrival (atn: Brujah Primogen)

I was in my loft when I picked up my cellphone and called for a meeting with the Brujah Primogen. Someone slipped a note of the phone number under my door one night. I don't know who it was or where they came from, but I knew why. I dialed the number, and the phone's dial tone was working. Within ten seconds, a voice came on the phone. I knew it was a women, but the sound of the voice made it hard to speak.
" Hello?" said the women on the other line.
"Yes, I have called to speak about configuring a meeting with the Brujah Primogen." I think I sounded kind of weird when I said that, but she didn't seem to catch my nervousness.
" May I ask who is calling so I can jot your name down?"
" Benvolio, my name is Benvolio."
" I will let you know when we have an opening."
" Okay, that would be great. Thanks!" I hung up the phone. I wanted to stay in this city so bad, I was willing to meet with people I hope accept me for who I am. I could of left this town too, and migrated to another, but I am tired of running. I want to try and live a normal life.

The phone rings.

"Names Maxwell. So who are you and why are you bothering me?" says a rough voice over the phone.