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| A invitation for Mr. Russo; A package left at Elysium | |
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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 26. August 2015, 15:11 (119 Views) | |
| Paco Wilschire | Wednesday, 26. August 2015, 15:11 Post #1 |
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A small leather pouch was left at the Elysium with instructions for it to be delivered to Mr.Russo. Inside was a small print out, of a RSVP to Speed Networking #6 Launch22 at 31A Corsham Street, London, N1 6DR GB from 2200 to 24:00 it read as follows. Event Details Launch22 are bringing you our 6th edition of Speed Networking event. Join us for another fun night of meeting new people and upgrading your networking skills in a nice and relaxed atmosphere. Whether you’re looking for a co-founder or just someone to exchange services with, this is the place to be. -Each networking session will last exactly 2 mins and will start with a different question to help get the conversation off the ground, so be prepared to talk about things too, not just business. -Bring business cards; don’t let people forget who you are. -There will be name labels for you to write your name/ your company’s name Agenda: 10 PM-Registration 11 PM – Start speed networking Midnight-feel free to hang around another hour and get to know everyone better. At the bottom was signed in pen, See you there -P.W. Edited by Paco Wilschire, Thursday, 27. August 2015, 16:43.
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| Elagabalus | Saturday, 29. August 2015, 20:21 Post #2 |
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The leather pouch found it's way to the Clermont Club and then into the hands of Mr Cornwall. How odd that it was delivered to the Muse and not to the club directly. After giving the contents of the leather pouch a look through, Mr Cornwall then took the pouch to Marcus who sat in his suite on the second floor. The ghoul approached Marcus and stood with the bag at his side. Marcus noticed the leather pouch and spoke before the ghoul even had a chance. "And what is that, now? Seriously, are you going to start bringing me every piece of trash you find these days, Mr Cornwall?" "No Sir, of course not. This was left at the Muse actually, but it was left for you. It just arrived here." "It was left at the Muse? Why? " "Maybe whoever left it figured someone there could deliver it into the right hands..?" Mr Cornwall shrugged. "Give me that thing.." Marcus snatched the leather pouch from Mr Cornwall and then studied the flyer that was inside. He quickly scanned the leaflet then read it from beginning to end; and this sounded like the place to be. He was impressed. There could be potential food at an event like this. Also the possibility to meet potential buyers of humans crossed his mind. The time of the event would even fit perfectly into his schedule. He smiled and then began to imagine what he should wear to the event. "Here. Look at this address. Where is that? In the city?" "No Sir.. I think this is either in or around the Hackney borough." "Hackney!?" Marcus yelped with curiosity. "Oh no no no.... Who is P.W.? Who has those initials?" Mr Cornwall lightly shook his head and shrugged one shoulder. He didn't have a clue. Marcus looked at the paper again and then handed it back to the ghoul. Hackney was definitely off limits for Marcus. He felt, as a Primogen, he was much to important to risk himself in that borough. He was now puzzled with the initials P.W.. Someone was trying to trick him into going into Sabbat territory. "Well.. RSVP.. Tell them we'll be there." "Your going to go into Hackney, Sir!? I don't think that's a good idea." "What? No, I'm not going in there. Are you crazy? I don't know who this person is. Let them wait. Maybe next time they'll arrange a meeting on some more civilized Camarilla ground instead... Go.. Send it." Mr Cornwall nodded and then made his exit from Marcus' suite. The RSVP was filled out by Mr Cornwall with a black ink pen. It was filled out to show that Marcus would attend the event and given actual information on how to contact Mr Russo in a more proper way in the future. If P.W. were to leave the Local22 event after waiting for Marcus to arrive, he would find Marcus' contact information on his way out of the event. RSVP
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