Thread: Enlightened Proposals. (atn: Anyone)

Romeo slips in through the back, nodding at the appropiate people as he walks bye. His work with the churches recently made it easier for him to go where he needed to go, which seemed to play in his favor in most situations. Approaching Emma he picks up a potato and pulls out a personal knife out of his pocket, peeling away at it.

"Some might say such a duty is beyond certain people...I tend to disagree and think a measure of a persons greatness can be determined by not only how high they are able to rise, but how low and simple they are willing to become should the need arise..."

He looks up from the potato and smiles silently at her.

"Romeo... to what do I owe the distinct pleasure of your company tonight? I assume, like everyone else, you must need something?" She sighs and picks up another potatoe.

"If so I'm afraid it will have to wait until I'm through the next twenty pounds of these potatoes. I don't break my word to anyone if it can be avoided."

Romeo only shrugs as he finishes one of the potatoes, tossing it to the finish pile and picking up another one.

"As I am sure it is our nature to deny such thoughts, I am here of my own accord and require nothing of you, other then perhaps your company for the task at hand."

He smiles and begins working on another potato.

Mackenzie had been looking for ways to help out the city and she had heard of the good the shelter was doing for the homeless around town. Walking in and looking around she smiled to see Romeo and Emma already there.

She walks over near them and waits to not interrupt their conversation.

Emma smiles and nods. "Are you a man of faith Romeo?" She slices through the potatoe with ease, picking up another as Mackenzie comes in.

Emma nods in Mackenzie's direction. "That one there... her name is Mackenzie, yes? One of Kendov's?"

Romeo nods in silence at Mckenzie, stabbing the knife into the potato and holding it out to her. "She is, quite the mover and shaker even for a Gangrel from what i have heard...."

He smiles at her reassuringly.

"And I am indeed I am, even despite how I was ...raised... The things I have seen make it impossible to dispute a higher belief."

Mackenzie nods to the two. "Can two more hands be of assistance here? Or is there another task that I could help with?"

"Language." Emma chides, never looking at Romeo. "Perhaps she should join us and perhaps you would join myself and Tino for Midnight Mass this sunday and then dinner after?"

As Mackenzie comes up Emma will wipe her hand off and offer it. "Emma Fitzpatrick, it's good to finally sit down with you Mackenzie... please, pull up a chair. Would you like a knife to help out whilie we talk?"