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| Topic Started: Monday, 28. August 2017, 21:16 (233 Views) | |
| Tobias Engelman | Monday, 28. August 2017, 21:16 Post #1 |
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Tobias was dressed for a night on the town. Stylish leather jacket over a white shirt showing well-developed pectorals. Torn jeans over five hundred pound sneakers, half a dozen rings on manicured fingers and enough wax in his hair to cement it solid. The Lord's childe looked anything like most Kindred's idea of a Tremere. Swaggering like some kind of hipster (to William he looked more like a binge drinking cripple) he marched into the library in which the Connecticut Apprentice was diligently working. With a thud, he fell into the chair across the table from William. "All work and no play ... William. Care to join me on a night out?" He smiled like a model in a photo shoot. OOC
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| Mr. William Gillette | Thursday, 31. August 2017, 01:41 Post #2 |
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There was a great deal of work that needed to be done. Time was not necessarily a luxury in this situation. The chantry needed to be secured and clues still needed to be gathered and properly examined and rituals needed to be refined to perfection. The impact of the assassin's work ran deep in William. However... perhaps, Apprentice Engleman had a point. A small point, but a valid point all the same. One should not over-exert or over extend themselves. And while recreation and luxury were more like ingredients of the old William's lifestyle, he supposed he could try and squeeze a little of the past into the present. And it had occurred to him, perhaps this was an opportunity to glean more information on his associate and how he presented himself. What sort of man was he and what were his ideas of "fun"? William looked up from his grimoire tome and cocked a curious eyebrow. "You have me intrigued. What pray tell, do you have in mind so far as fun is concerned? Enlighten me." Enlighten me... entertain me... surprise me... but in the end, you'll probably educate me, William thought to himself as he set aside his books and went for his overcoat. |
![]() Sanguis est anima vivens scientia potestas est. English / Latin | |
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| Tobias Engelman | Tuesday, 5. September 2017, 12:42 Post #3 |
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Tobias flashed a smile that could melt hearts. He smelled like lavender and a forest in autumn. His neatly manicured hands folded and the newest addition to chantry leaned forward. "As far away as we can get from books, candles and diagrams, wouldn’t you say. I have tickets for the runway show at Cristobal, in Church Street. He design suits mostly, bit recently tried his hand at a woman’s collection. You know what that means." He winked and laughed warmly. "Come, my cloistered friend. We will spend time looking at beauty, get to know each other and then taste beauty. I promise I'll have you home in time to finish up here." |
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| Mr. William Gillette | Sunday, 10. September 2017, 19:06 Post #4 |
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Tasting beauty. Now William was really intrigued and so was the inner Beast that dwelled inside him. 'Let us see what this man's definition of beauty is,' his Beast whispered in the back of his mind. 'Yes, let us see if his idea of beauty tantalizes our palette.' As Gillette slipped on his overcoat and checked his pocket for his wallet, keys, and cell phone, he could only imagine where he may end up this evening with Engleman. A nightclub? A private, exclusive party somewhere? A gallery? A concert? Something else entirely? Tremere of great intelligence were often eccentric individuals. They could also be very protective of their vices as well... or overly repressed, frustrated individuals who seldom burst out with expressiveness. William was conservative but not entirely bound. He was conservative and reserved by choice and by preference. If there was some motivation to step outside his usual self, it would need to be very motivating and quite extraordinary. "Alright Engleman, lead the way my good man. Show me beauty," William invited, a hint of challenge in his reply. OOC
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