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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 21. August 2013, 23:08 (3,488 Views) | |
| George Henry Harris | Sunday, 3. November 2013, 19:31 Post #61 |
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Jane grabbed the splinter and carefully pulled it out. With the other hand she drew a handkerchief out of her pocket and pressed it on the wound while throwing the piece of wood away. Looking at Marcie with a concerned expression, she adressed her. "Everything alright, little sister ? I'm not sure if you heard about the plan of the boss with all the trouble going on in here... Want me to tell you a bit about it or want to give me your price ?" Aguirre received a smile and a gesture to one of the seats, as Verity pocketed the card. "I don't want to spoil too much on the plans, but I'd think you should take a seat, Miss... The actual discussion of the plan is not to be done with the non-participants present so we might go a bit 'down', if you get me..." Disregarding Ellen for the moment, George turned towards the latest arrival, visibly trembling with anger, which became less visible after he took a deep breath before speaking. "I don't know how much of my speech you got, but apparently not much... Normally I don't repeat myself, but I'll make an exception today..." Pausing for a moment, he took another deep breath before speaking on. "No. I'm not trying to convince you to risk your life for the politicians... We risk our lives so that the Easterlings will be driven out of this city, nothing more, nothing less... I never said you'd have to join my fight without payment, name your price and we can talk about it... But never compare me to one of these fucking useless politicians again... Sure, I am Primogen, but do you know why I do this ? The primogeniture even though I don't like it that much ?" Again he paused and gave Tory a stern look, leaning closer to her. "Duty, Miss... It's all about duty, you see ? Not to the Prince, not to the politicians, but to the clan... So now, tell me, are you ready to have a seat on stage and listen to the plan ? If you're only here to insult me, there is the door..." Edited by George Henry Harris, Sunday, 3. November 2013, 20:01.
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| Jelena | Monday, 4. November 2013, 20:03 Post #62 |
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Had Gramps just asked her to...? Bah! Had no one told him vamps didn't do that? If not, she would. Would be a bit awkward in front of all those people, but she wouldn't miss an opportunity to call someone out on bullshit! Ellen sighed and concentrated. Not sure where Gramps was standing but she didn't want to shower people in wood! She got the wood off herself with a few swiping motions much less enthusiastic than usual not to endanger others. Only thing needed to be done was jumping to her feet once the sight was clear. She did that and looked at the stage. OH! That was what he meant! Damn, lucky she didn't have her more mouthy mood today! Would have been awkward. She climbed up the stage and looked for a seat in the anarch corner of the circle. |
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| Ares | Monday, 4. November 2013, 21:35 Post #63 |
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With a smile, Ares watched. Geoege said the right word...Duty. That word above all others resonated with him and with his fists tightly balled, he sat and listened...ready for the fight. Ares watched as the pretty blonde got up and took a seat, he wasn't impressed with the show but she wasnt hard on the eyes...but that wasnt what was really on his mind as he shifted his attentions now to George. |
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| Marceline | Tuesday, 5. November 2013, 15:54 Post #64 |
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"Yes... Thank you" She said more quietly, daring to open her other eye to gaze at her makeshift nurse. "The talking was done mostly when the chairs started to fly, next time I'll try to stand farther away until they are done, uurgh..." She gazed at the handkerchief, there wasn't almost any blood on it, given the fact that her body lacked a pulse to move the blood through her body naturally. "Mind if I keep the handkerchief? I'll give it to you later... I'm Marcie by the way..." She requested, putting it against her eye again, where the wound was, painfully. |
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| Ronnie | Wednesday, 6. November 2013, 17:03 Post #65 |
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Ronnie said to George: "You know that I have to get some heads anyway. But I really would need some dosh. Si if I do a good job, maybe you´ll give me some. How much, that´s up to you." Until now he couldn´t even afford to rent a flat and had to sleep in his camper van. A flat would be nice, but for that he needed a steady income first. |
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| Ares | Wednesday, 6. November 2013, 22:45 Post #66 |
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Ares looks at Ronnie with a slightly warmer smile then he had before. He softened his expression just slightly before heading over to the other room, almost giving him an approachable expression on his face. "Get heads?" He thought to himself..."that sounds interesting." Yet another thing to feed tgat old black dog...but he had a a good chunk of cash and a rather safe haven and, for the first time in a very very long while, almost his entire time alive or dead, he had no roommates or battle buddies to bunk with. Even while deployed he shared a communal haven with several other vampires and company ghouls...Even in Kingston, Jamaica he was crashing on the beach with Eddie...having another Brujah around may not be so bad if he didn't mind his Spartan decor, lack of elevator, and lack of other creature comforts, like a tv or radio. As scary a look as his face may contort into, Ares attempts to smile at Ronniein case he needed help with those heads. |
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| George Henry Harris | Thursday, 7. November 2013, 19:13 Post #67 |
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Smiling George looked at Ronnie, listened to his words and seemed to think about the matter for a while, before nodding. "Why don't we see how you do out there and have a meeting on money, jobs and so on after that operation is done ? Does that sound agreeable to you ?" Meanwhile offstage Jane listened to Marcies words and nodded. "Things got a bit heated but thats part of the whole deal, I guess... Just bad that it happened so suddenly..." Roaring with laughter she hit Marcie on the shoulder with what was meant to be a light slap but had enough force behind it to possible make her break down to her knees. "No problem, keep it as long as you need... I'm Jane, nice to get to know you, Marcie..." |
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| Ronnie | Friday, 8. November 2013, 17:27 Post #68 |
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"Yeah, that sounds good", Ronnie replied to George. "I´m getting a bit fed up with sleeping in my car. So I´ll be glad if I can do the job we talked about and get a flat. But before I can settle down I need permanent permission to stay." And for that he needed that damn sackful of heads. He couldn´t settle down properly here before he didn´t deliver those heads to the Prince. Ronnie wondered if the Prince had demanded the same of Ares. Ronnie really should ask him, but not here and now, with so many others listening. Ronnie noticed Ares´ smile. So Ronnie suggested to him: "What if we have a talk some other time, I would quite like to get acquainted a bit better. My name is Ronnie. I can give you my phonenumber, if you like." |
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| Ares | Friday, 8. November 2013, 19:51 Post #69 |
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He nods and changes numbers with Ronnie, running it over in his mind how best could he aid a fellow Brujah with a combat related task...then sat down and and hoped that the heads were Sabbat heads...kill 2 birds with one stone...the thought brough him some dark pleasure... |
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| Marceline | Tuesday, 12. November 2013, 22:16 Post #70 |
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"Aughr" She complained after the hit leaning forward due to inertia, more surprised than hurt. "Thanks Jane, usually things are more calm in the Tripper" |
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