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| Topic Started: Friday, 21. March 2014, 22:33 (180 Views) | |
| Ryan O'Reily | Friday, 21. March 2014, 22:33 Post #1 |
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Ryan was sitting in his office of the Clermont Club, he was going over some paperwork regarding the budget, and appearing rather bored. The ringing of the phone was a welcome reprive for the young primogen. Ryan answered and was greeted by the Sire of one Adael Avir. The other end of the phone was a one sided conversation with nothing but praise for London's new arrival. Ryan could not help but smile thinking of his sire having similar conversations about him. Ryan scribbled the contact information down and assured the caller that Adael would be greeted by him personally. Ryan waited several minutes as he collected his thoughts, then he dialed Adael's number and waited for the new arrival to answer. |
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| Adael Avir | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 03:00 Post #2 |
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Frederik Adael's buttler picked up the phone. "Good evening" Adael was preparing his mind for the days to come while his servants were unpacking the luggage. As the phone rang he thought 'It is unlikely that someone's calling for unimportant matters. Per haps wrong number but most likely someone that knows that I've arrived. Kindred of the Night for sure.' He started walking down the hallway towards Frederik position. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| Ryan O'Reily | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 06:30 Post #3 |
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Ryan's smile was unseen, the kindred was newly arrived yet already he had someone to answer his phone. Ryan thought that meant he worked quickly, or he came with wealth. Ryan then heard some shuffling as Frederick delivered the phone. "Good evening Mr. Avir, this is Ryan O'Reily. I received a letter that spoke quite highly of you. I hope you are finding London to be accommodating?" The primogen pauses as the pleasantries are exchanged. "I would like to meet with you of course, when would you be available to come to the Clermont Club?" |
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| Adael Avir | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 16:10 Post #4 |
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Frederik looked up from the phone and solemnly said with his british accent: "Sir Ryan O'Reily at the phone, Master Avir." Adael took a second to palm himself on the back for his wits about his previous thoughts about who might be calling: Ryan O'Reily the Primogen himself at the phone. He wonder what could have Dimon and Prince Quentin wrote in those letters for the Primogen to call personally. This was definetly a token of respect to them, and a test for him to be up to his Sire and The Prince's expectations in this task they have burden upon him. Overall, Adael felt curious as hell. Nevertheless nor his tone of voice or his words betrayed that. "Good evening, Adael Avir speaking." After hearing Ryan's words he said. "It's an honor for me to comply, I'll be there as soon as possible. Would that be all Primogen?" Adael seemed geniune in his respect toward the Primogen. |
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| Ryan O'Reily | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 18:28 Post #5 |
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Ryan's smiles unseen on the other end of the phone. He was impressed by the way his clan mate spoke, he seemed respectful enough. "That is all for now Mr. Avir, I do look forward to meeting you in person. Do you have transportation, or would you like a car sent for you?" Shortly after the phone call is ended a text is sent with the address and directions to Clermont Club |
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| Adael Avir | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 22:47 Post #6 |
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Adael felt this perfect flow sensation that always was around his Sire's plans. Everything seemed to fit in it's perfect place even before he had to think about it, that's many years of experience deploying and moving in front of his own eyes, he felt astonished by it. "It is my pleasure to finally meet a kindred of your renown. I hope to meet upto your expectatives Primogen. For transportation I own enough means to displace myself down the Clermont, that won't be any problem..." Adael felt the temptation to ask Ryan for the address of the Club but it was pretty obvious that he was not from London nor that he know nothing about this Clermont. Most likely Ryan as experienced as he was, would answer properly to his intentions to go on his own means, so he resisted to ask and waited in silence for any further instructions. |
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