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Testing Hospitality; Hospitality Club ATTN Anyone Who Might Be In Jason's Office
Topic Started: Saturday, 10. May 2014, 23:30 (1,012 Views)
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For a few days, a couple of sparrows took up roost in a tree outside the Gjestfrihet Club. They fluttered and pecked during the day, and seemed to sleep at night, as normal sparrows did. If they shied away from the Kindred attending the club, well, that was only to be expected from animals. After a few days, they departed, flying back to Dartmouth to report that the building seemed much as Malia had described it.

Some inquiries with her contacts in surrounding domains, and a minor boon now owed to a Nosferatu Anarch, eventually paired up a last name and a clan with the scraps of information she'd gotten from Malia.

A night later another sparrow arrived. It fluttered about the building until it found the window to Jason's office. If the room was empty, it would wait in a nearby tree. If someone was inside, it would tap politely on the glass, and once noticed, hold up a rolled up piece of parchment that it held in its beak.

The parchment read as follows:


Dear Mister Dahlgren,

My name is Piscina Sherwood. I found advertisement for your club, and wish to know if your invitation and promise of neutral ground is also given to those not a formal part of your sect.

We are kindred. Though our bloodlines are not always friendly, I swear I mean only peace and ask a chance to prove my goodwill.

It is my habit to pay tribute to those who give me passage through their territory. Since your area does not have a leader to give me permission to pass, I offer to you instead two dreams of your choosing in exchange for peaceful passage to and from your building.

I have in the past offered catering services to businesses such as yours, if that is of interest to you.

You may send your reply by sparrow or, if you are somewhere where miracles are allowed to happen, you may hold my bird in your hand and say my name three times and I will appear.

Piscina Sherwood
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"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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Lynx was cleaning, preparing for Jason's arrival when he noticed a bird sitting on the windowsill outside Jason's office. It had something in his mouth. Frowning he opened the window and took the note. Pursing his lips in surprise he picked up a phone and dialed Jason's cellphone.

"Hey, Jason. I have a note here brought by a sparrow. I'm not sure what it's about but it looks important. I'm going te email ye the text so ye can read it on yer phone."

He looked at the sparrow, his green eyes sparkling as he frowned. He didn't KNOW if the sparrow was a vampire or some kind of servant. But he figured he should be polite.

"He'll be right with ye."
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The sparrow chirruped. Which resolved none of Lynx's questions.
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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And sure enough, it wouldn't be more than two, maybe three minutes before the Gangrel opened the door to the office and stepped inside as he pocketed the phone and slung his jacket over the back of a chair before moving towards his Ghoul and the sparrow. one hand moving to undo the cufflinks of one sleeve in order to fold it back before repeating the process on the other sleeve as well until both were folded back to three quarter length.

"Thank you Lynx" he patted the younger pan's arm before holding his handout towards the sparrow, palm facing upwards as if inviting it to come to him. If the bird did so, he would speak quietly to it in a language or, series of sounds really, that the animal could understand.

"Tell the one who sent you that as long as they do not claim allegiance to the Sabbat, and promise to uphold the rules laid down for this place then they will be welcomed in my establishment"
Now, whether or not the one who had sent the bird could actually understand it was a question he could not answer. But, he figured anyone who had trained a sparrow was likely to have a basic knowledge of said skills. Which was why he was going with that approach.

However, he also recognized awarding a messenger for their job, as as such the bird would be offered some bred crumbs in exchange for its cooperation.
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The young man smiled and bobbed his head to Jason.

"I'll jest go and start getting te bar set up then."

He smiled at Jason, waved at the bird and headed downstairs where he could set up the bar and have it ready for whomever might come in tonight. Carrier pigeons were normal enough, so why not sparrows... or was it a finch? He was bad with birds. He didn't really know what was that. He was sure it wasn't a chickadee. He could always remember chickadees, they had those little black caps and were adorable.
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She bird flew to Jason's hand quite fearlessly, and peered up at him intently as he started making noises she could understand. Jason could easily tell it was a female, and when she replied to him in the same manner, he could also tell, from the ease with which she spoke about concepts that were very strange to most animals, that this creature had indeed been trained by someone who could communicate with it, and had probably been a ghoul for some time.

"My Queen never flocks with the most-monster-men." The bird promptly assured Jason, describing the Sabbat as it understood them. "She killed many of them in the bright-metal-many-people-place with friend-Victory."

The bird was quite pleased to receive bread and pecked it up quickly.

"I will tell her you are rich and generous," it assured Jason, before hopping to the window to depart.
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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Rich and generous... He had money, he wasn't sure he was generous though. But he nodded to the bird's "words" before watching it fly away, leaving him alone in his study where he would stare at the window for a few minutes longer before closing it.

So... someone not Camarilla, not Anarch... well, as long as that someone wasn't Sabbat then he couldn't care less. The rules of his establishment stood, and those who followed them were welcomed, it was as simple as that. He wasn't a Camarilla Prince, he had no reason or agenda to discriminate.

He moved over to pick his phone out of his jacket pocket before heading out, closing and locking the door behind him before heading downstairs to the bar.

"Lynx?" he headed for the counter while adjusting his vest slightly, having removed his tie. Allowing a slightly more "casual" look, as far as anyone could be casual while wearing a still rather formal attire. "I have been meaning to talk to you" the Gangrel said, his voice soft as he approached the ghoul, offering what was actually a compassionate smile. "How are you holding up?"
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"Me baby's dead and me girl's become a vampire Sir. I'm a fekking mess te be honest. But I'm handling it. I put real thought into developing a drinking problem but decided having ye need te beat me senseless in te long run wouldn't help me. I've been working on that Fortitude, thing, ye tried te tell me about though. I figured it would be wise since we seem te have an enemy about who likes te strike without warning."

Lynx sighed as he prepared bottles and, now that he thought about the birds dug through the messages waiting area for one that had something to do with birds. A Victory and a the message she was in town, to go to a bird person. Right, there it goes. He set it on the counter in case the bird woman showed up.

He gave Jason a weak smile and a shrug but that was about the best he could do. He was pretty freaked out to think that someone might have hurt CJ to hurt him, and through him Jason. It boggled his mind to think that someone could hate that much, or be that petty. It truly was beyond him. But at least he had his work here and his time with CJ helping her keep calm and focus on her life, such as it was.
Edited by Lynx, Tuesday, 13. May 2014, 23:05.
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The distance between them was closed as Jason walked up to him and, perhaps to the other man's surprise, reached out to place a calloused hand on the back of his neck and pulling him in close enough to rest his head against his shoulder while the other arm wrapped around him in what was actually a rather fatherly embrace.

"I have buried a wife, two children and I never even got to see Yuki's mother's final resting place... take it from someone who've lost people he loved more than life itself: if you truly love her, the hold onto her... She won't be able to hold onto herself without you" the words were whispered, softly spoken so just for him to hear. "You've lost your child, don't let whoever did this take away your lover" he... he knew he hadn't handled the deaths of his loved ones all that well. But he was adamant that Lynx wouldn't go down the same path that he had.

"Listen..." he pulled back slightly. "Take a couple of bottles, go see her hm? I think you could use with a night off, son"
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A sparrow's interpretation of "rich and generous" was generally: "he had so much bread that he gave some to me." Putting Jason up in the same lofty heights of affluence and charity as little old ladies who went to the park with paper bags of crumbs. So Pisces always took reports like that with a grain of salt.

It took a few hours for the bird to flit its way back to where she was waiting for it, and a while more for its Queen to make her way to the Gjestfrihet Club. She would appear once some more time had elapsed.
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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"Alright sir. If ye don't mind I'll do that. There's a note here fer a bird woman. Jest a name, not sure what that's going te do.."

He tapped the note and snagged some of the blood. It was from the "artistic" section. He hoped that meant musicians. CJ had said something about tasting the music in their blood. He didn't really understand it but their attempts at finding other things for her to drink hadn't been all that successful. Still, he snagged a few of the bottles, hugged Jason back and slipped out the door.

He'd have stayed, without hesitation or blame towards Jason. It was his job after all, to serve Jason. But the man was a generous master, all things considered, and his reins were gentle ones. So as it was the ghoul left to tend his sick and injured loved one.
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"Jason" he said it just as the man was about to leave. "My children don't call me Sir, at least not in private" and seeing as the place was, as of yet, empty save for the two of them, he figured it worth saying as he gave him another one of those quiet smiles of his and a nod his head before going about getting the place ready to open up while his well, Ghoul? Friend? Son? Went to take care of his lover.

As such, it would be Jason that stood behind the counter should anyone arrive at the club.
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The bird woman arrived without great ceremony. A knock at the door, and then when leave was given to enter, a woman dressed in skirts and a black shawl appearing through it.

If you went by her body alone, you'd call her a girl. But there was something about her expression that, at the moment, said woman. Actually, in the few seconds after she entered the room, there was something in the sharpness of her glances and guarded tenseness of her expression that said: "infernal predator who is ready to fuck something up if it turns out this is actually a trap."

But as she saw nothing in the room that merited sustaining this attitude, she slid very quickly back into neutral, polite "woman" territory.

There was a sparrow on her shoulder. It looked at Jason and chirruped. The woman approached the counter.

"Good evening. You must be Mister Dahlgren."

She had a distinctly low class British accent and spoke quietly and politely.
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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The man behind the counter was, as per usual, dressed in discreetly pinstriped pants with a black west and a white shirt which sleeves had been folded back to three quarter length. His hair, a messy blonde colour, had been pulled back into a ponytail which is seemed insisted on escaping from judging from all the stray strands of hair. A three day stubble could be seen on his chin, though despite being a bit rough around the edges, he did dress and carry himself in a manner that suggested confidence without being overly confident.

"I take it you're miss Sherwood" he said with a small inclination of his head, his own accent suggesting an upper class education although it lacked something... as if regardless of a near fluent pronunciation, he was not a native speaker. "Please, have a seat" he remained behind the counter though as he motioned to one of the bar stools, seemingly not bothered by the fact that she'd brought a bird into the establishment. It was, after all, but a bird.

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"I am. Thank you."

She hopped up onto one of the stools. The sparrow clung doggedly to her shoulder as she moved. The bird chirruped at Jason in a familiar way, as if to say 'Hello again!' She seemed absolutely calm and secure in a way prey creatures rarely were. She was riding on the shoulder of her Queen. There was no safer place.

Once sitting at the bar, Piscina folded her hands, one over the other, and smiled at Jason.

"I appreciate your open mindedness. Will you accept my tribute?"
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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"As long as you adhere by the rules then no tribute is needed" the Swede said with a light inclination of his head. "This is a club open to those who wishes a haven where they may speak freely and openly. You play by the rules, you're welcome. You do not play by the rules, and your hide will be evicted from the premises. By force if needed" and no, those weren't threats, he was merely stating the rules which governed the establishment. "Consider this the same as an Elysium if you wish, for that is its purpose" and as he'd already stated, as long as she wasn't Sabbat or a troublemaker, then he honestly didn't care if she was Anarch, Camarilla or Independent. Though, he might be more inclined to keep an eye out for those not of the same Sect as him, that was only natural after all.

"As such, let me welcome you to Gjestfrihet Club. If I can do anything to help make your stay more enjoyable, please, do not hesitate to ask" he even offered a small smile with that sentence as he was, if nothing else, insistent on being a good host to those who came to visit.
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"As you like. Interesting. And thank you--you might help me by answering a few questions. I am looking for Kindred establishments in the city from which to operate my business, and I wonder if yours might be a possibility."

She looked over at the sign of printed rules on the wall. She'd glanced over them on entering. She gave them a more thorough review.

"I see that yours is the sort of gathering place that has a general policy against Disciplines. Do you ever make exceptions for safe and consensual use?"

She looked around the empty room.

"I seem to have arrived on a quiet night. Are there more active times?"
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I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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"Some nights are more active than others, and tonight well" he motioned to the otherwise empty establishment. "Seems it might be a quiet one. However, we did just open so chances are others will at the very least drop by as the evening progress" he rarely had people waiting outside the doors when he opened. Which was fine really, since he didn't want to draw too much attention. At least not outside of the "approved" circles.

"I would... have to know a bit more about said business and said disciplines in order to give you an answer to that" the Swede said, resting his hands on the counter. "In general I would say no, however, depending on what your business is perhaps we might come to an agreement" after all, he did have the space to offer, the question was whether or not he trusted, or rather, could be comfortable with another kindred conducting their business form his place.

It really would depend on the nature of it.
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"Brilliant," said the small women, nodding happily at the prospect of meeting more Anarchs.

"Of course," she said, nodding agreeably. "As I mentioned in my letter to you, I am a trickster. I'm sure that you, in your age and with your clan as close to the woods as mine, know that by my blood I can bring my dreams into the world."

She made a vague motion with her right hand, like a magician conjuring something. Nothing actually appeared, as she was still adhering to the club's rules.

"As the name hints, most of my kind use our gifts to fool and trick. And that's fair and useful. After all, all of our bloodied kind make our way in the world deceiving the mortals that we are as they are. But deception is a simple, base use. This is the power to craft any feeling, scent, sight or sound from memory. I like much better to seek Kindred who understand that these are dreams, and will be willing dreamers in exchange for the delights I have to offer. I can make food that tastes as it did in life to us. I can make sunlight that does not burn us. I can remake any place as true to a memory as a man can describe it, and bring the ages past back to cure nostalgia."

"And many other things," she added, folding her hands together. "But those are the most popular. I work mostly in Lichfield, Salisbury, Canterbury, and Bath. I am looking to expand. Find clients in England."
"I am Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak."

I am the Beast of Piscina Sherwood, and this is what it looks like when I speak.
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He listened, nodded slightly at the end of it as he stretched his back slightly before turning at a slight angle to lean against counter.
"So you use your powers to allow Kindred a chance to experience their dreams while awake. Is that the gist of it?" it was what he got out of it anyways and a small part of him might see the appeal. The other part of him though only saw it as a way to be reminded of things, of places and people that were lost and couldn't be regained. So, in that regard it was a two edged sword. Although anyone coming to her for her services though would be doing so by their own free will, which meant it was their problem and no one else's.

He considered this for a few moments.
"How do you normally go about such business? I reckon you don't exactly hand out fliers" he was curious, seeing as it was a rather specialized field of work she was into. That didn't make it a bad thing, merely different and a bit more tricky to go about. That and he was also curious about how things were to be handled should he agree to allow her the use of his club. Or, room at his club anyway.
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