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London, England; Appointment with the Prince
Topic Started: Tuesday, 15. April 2014, 17:58 (475 Views)
Charles Bardin
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The sound of the engines woke up the Setite. The jet turbines were powering down, which meant that the plane already landed and parked. Charles opened his eyes and and felt a body pressing against him. Once again, Sophie managed to squeeze into the sarcophagus to sleep with Charles. "Réveiller, mon amie" Charles said to his ghoul who refused to wake up. "Cinq minutes de plus, s'il vous plaît" Sophie replied. "Nous somme á Londres. Alors réveillez-vous." Charles managed to get up and stretch. It was a long flight from Hong Kong to London, and the man is glad the flight is finally over. Charles looked out the window and saw Stansted Airport. The Setite turned his attention back to Sophie who just got up, with her super messy hair and sleepy attitude. With time, Charles has learned that right now is not the best time to interact with miss Blackwood.

Charles turned his attention back to his new city. London was only a couple of minutes away. The gunrunner walked towards the door of the private Boing 777. The airplane doesn't belong to him, but thanks a debt he collected, he managed to obtain a private jet just for himself and his ghoul. Charles didn't need the huge airplane to satisfy his ego, but rather to carry all the things him and Sophie took from his old house to his new one. The fact that the only airplane available he could get was a 777 was a happy coincidence. The stewardess opened the door and Charles got down the airplane as he looked at the cargo that was being downloaded. The plane was cleaner than a hospital ER. When you are using something as flashy as that plane, the last thing you want is an airplane aficionado finding something that he shouldn't.

Charles waited at the bottom of the stairs for Sophie to come down. The girl was sporting a ponytail while still on her nighty with a long robe on top and flipflops. The girl doesn't do waking up well at all. Not that the gunrunner was any better dressed. The man was wearing black slacks, a white shirt with a trench coat on top and brown dressing shoes. "Merci" Sophie said half asleep as Charles helped her for the last couple of stairs. Soon after, the couple jumped into a black car and headed to their new home in London.

London later that night

Sophie was dead asleep on the bedroom as Charles fetched the documents needed to present himself to the Prince of London. He found it amusing that this prince wanted to leave a paper trail. The easies way to get caught doing something stupid is by having a paper trail that shows your mistakes. Then again, Ventrues can't put their egos aside, not even for their own benefit. The Setite found his presentation form along with a letter of recommendation from Sethirkopshef himself. The letter was written in hieroglyphs, which Charles now finds amusing. The first time that the elder Setite gave young Charles a letter of recommendation, he was embarrassed to know that it was written in the ancient language of Khem. With time, Charles realized that Sethirkopshef does this to upset whichever prince either ask for them or recommends to have them. Moreover, it is quite amusing to see them trying to read what is written on it. The message is quite simple. It just states the Sethirkopshef, being a respected elder by the Camarilla, vouches for Charles to represent the clan in good faith until a more permanent candidate is found. "Aha!" Charles said as he found the documents needed.

Pre-Presentation Form

Sethirkopshef's letter. Page 1

Sethirkopshef's letter. Page 2

People like Charles can't stay in one place for centuries, they are more productive when they are constantly moving across the globe. However due to the fact that the interests of the clan and Charles met, he was selected to represent the Followers of Set in London... for a while anyway. The Setite followed the instructions given to him and sent the letter through the official means. Now he just needed to wait. In the meantime, Charles thought, he should find a way to contact Anarchs, fellow Independents, and Sabbat. After all, everyone is potential customer.
Edited by Charles Bardin, Tuesday, 15. April 2014, 23:03.
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Jhael
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Oh. My. Ra.

With hands covered in latex gloves, Prince Blucher's ghoul picked the letter up with tweezers and held it to the lamp. Above the surgical mask, his blue eyes took in those rows of hieroglyphs. A tumbleweed blew through his skull as he tried to figure this out.

Klein would have known. Jhael's face darkened in a scowl and he relaxed his grip on the tweezers to let the hieroglyphs fall to his desk. He sighed at them. His boss's ex-ghoul managed to make him feel stupid and incompetent when he's not even here.

"Ms. Marlow?" he rang the Sheriff's office. "Got a letter full of hieroglyphs with this form. Don't suppose you know ancient Egyptian? Sorry for bothering you. Klein used to handle the mumbo jumbo and quackery," he muttered into the phone.
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"I know Spanish, but not Ancient Egyptian," Jane said slowly. Quackery of that level was not her specialty, but it was her nature to try and answer whatever problems were put in front of her.

"I know there are hieroglyph dictionaries online. And the Imperial College has an archaeology department with courses in ancient Egypt,"
was all she had to offer after a for moments of reflection. She'd learned that second detail while stalking Blackman. "They might have resources you can use."
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Jhael
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"Ugh."

Realizing that he just grunted at the phone, Jhael muttered an apology. He just didn't have enough time in the day for this kind of thing, nor did he trust his ability to do it properly. Fuck you, Klein. For running off and undying instead of conveniently being here to deal with the secret codes and riddles and dead languages.

"Sorry, uh... miss Klein's brain at times like this. Could use it. This kind of thing was his specialty." He let out a small sigh followed by awkward phone silence, then cleared his throat. "Going to make a few copies and leave one with you. I'll take a crack at it, but if you get bored and run out of crossword puzzles, wouldn't mind a little help." A pause. "Which... is completely optional, ma'am. Not speaking as voice of the boss here. Thanks."

Click, then later that night a folder is sent to the Deputy Sheriff containing the copies.

Another folder is left on the Prince's desk. A post it note is stuck to the page of hieroglyphs with three words neatly printed on it.

WORKING ON IT
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"Hey. Can you read Egyptian hieroglyphs?"

"My original studies were in the Semetic language subfamily. Egyptian's a different subfamily. So, in short.... No. I might know some people who do though. Why?"

"Some smartass decided to send in a letter of recommendation in pictograms. Jhael's fretting about it, and I'm out of crossword puzzles, so I thought I'd try to help him out. He mentioned you used to handle this sort of thing, and I figured I'd ask if you'd be interested in taking a whack at it, since I expect you'd come up with better results than me and my PDF of Egyptian Hieroglyphs for Complete Beginners."

And she suspected he might enjoy something to take his mind off the waiting, but she didn't mention that out loud.

"Ah, yes. That did used to be my job. When Blucher was not trying to use the Sight to play the stock market. Speaking of which, if I have to keep doing that to get back in the Camarilla, I'll take being tied to a pole at sunrise, thank you."

There was a thoughtful pause though.

"But... Maybe. There is only so much walking around one could do."

"If shit like that actually worked, I'd have managed to buy my own car by now. Here's the paper. There are a lot of vultures on it, so I'm hoping vulture is the hieroglyph for 'I'm not planning to cause trouble.'"

"I got lucky a few times. But honestly, I was just picking randomly. Numbers tend to blur for me. In any case, I hope so because we certainly do not need even more idiots running amuck in this city. I used to think chavs were bad..."




The next night, Jhael found the manilla folder he'd left for the Deputy on his desk, containing the photocopied letter and a rough translation.
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Alarik
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To: Mr. C. Bardin

CC: Mr. J. Henderson, Seneschal of London

From: HH Alarik Blücher, Prince of London



Subject: Re: Your Requests for a Presentation



London, 9th of May 2014


Dear Mr. Bardin,

Thank you for your interest in becoming a resident of the Domain of London.

You may present yourself at the Blythe House tomorrow, at 2:25 AM. Upon arrival at the gatehouse, you will ring for the ghouled guard on duty and present this letter as proof of your appointment. You are asked to follow its instructions as if they were given by me, personally, while you are being escorted to- and from the reception room. You may be subjected to searches. Please cooperate with them. Intentionally leaving your escorts line of sight violates the access norms and will be sanctioned. The use of elevators is not permitted. Smoking is forbidden. Do not damage items or objects! Do not litter! Always keep your hands in plain sight!

Additionally, you are requested not to bring any of the following items to the Blythe House: aerosol, alcohol, ammunition, axes and hatches, baseball bats, BB guns, billy clubs, black jacks, blasting caps, bows and arrows, box cutters, brass knuckles, cattle prods, chlorine, compressed air guns, cricket bats, crowbars, drills and drill bits, dynamite, compressed gas cylinders, firearms, fireworks, flammable liquids, flammable paints, flare guns, flares, fuels, gas torches, gasoline, gel-type candles, golf clubs, gun lighters, gunpowder, hammers, hand grenades, hockey sticks, ice axes, knives, kubatons, lacrosse sticks, lighter fluid, lighters, liquid bleach, marijuana, martial arts weapons, matches, meat cleavers, night sticks, non-flammeable liquids, nunchucks, parts of guns and firearms, pellet guns, plastic explosives, pool cues, razor-type blades, realistic replicas of explosives, firearms or incendiaries, sabers, saws, scissors, self defence sprays, skates, ski poles, snow-globes, spear guns, spillable batteries, spray paint, stakes, starter pistols, stun guns & shocking devices, swords, tear gas,throwing stars, tools (including large tools, wrenches, pliers or screwdrivers) turpentine and paint thinner or vehicle airbags. These and other items may be confiscated by the ghouls and put in secure storage for the duration of your visit.

Due to enhanced security measures, the following items will be confiscated upon entry and returned to the visitor afterwards: animals, bags, bones, books, bottles, bracers, broomsticks, crystal balls, hats, helmets, herbs, hourglasses, medallions, mirrors, musical instruments, necklaces, orbs, ornamental scarabs, parts of animals, phylacteries, potions, rings, rods, sceptres, scrolls, staves, talismans, 'walking sticks', items with runes or mythological engravings and any other object that may, in the view of Blythe House security, be potentially employed in aid of supernatural actions.

No caps, hoods or tracksuits will be allowed to enter. Smart dress only. Thank you for your cooperation.

Yours Sincerely,

Alarik Blücher
Prince of London

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