2024-11-14 Camarilla Court
| 2024-11-14 Camarilla Court | |
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| Date of Scene: | 14 November 2024 |
| Location: | Ha-Joon's Mansion |
| Synopsis: | Camarilla Court |
| Cast of Characters: | Trixie , Hazel , Odessa , Ha-Joon , Claudia , Sonja , Eddie , Abraham , Amelie , Athalayah , Garabaldi , Abraham , Vincent , Giancarlo |
<Trixie>
Trixie makes her way into the great room, taking her usual spot, on her form is a cloak accompanying her usual flowy dress, still running around barefoot.
<Trixie>
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Hazel enters in the elysium dressed in a pink silk dress that goes to about mid theigh and black heeled ankle boots. She moves to take a seat with Claudia.
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Odessa makes her way into the meeting room as she looks through a file in her hands. She just walks over to her seat and sits down as she takes a moment to review her notes.
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The Prince walks into the great room, making his way to the front of the room. He pauses for a moment, turning around to great the other kindred. "I know that these past few weeks have been trying." He says glancing around, "Trust me, I know more than any of you. Which is why I want to begin this evening's court with some good news." He takes another pause. "At this time, I believe it is prudent for us to be able to move to and from the city. While I will restrict you from returning to your havens until we are sure the city is safe, you will be allowed to return to conduct your nightly business." He says with a nod, "Before we usual with our usual court, I wish to announce the arrival of a Kindred that I have requested to join our city. But, I will let her introduce herself." He offers her a nod, "After which, we will hear from the Sheriff and then I believe the Seneschal and her team has some information to report."
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Claudia enters not too long after Trixie, smiling to her and saying softly, "Hey, how's it going? Doing okay?" before finding herself a seat and crossing her legs right over left. As others enter, she greets them with kind words and a little wave.
She's wearing a black and white, blazer with a houndstooth pattern. It has large, black buttons down her front. Peeking out of it is a thick, white collar from a blouse she has on underneath. Atop her head is a black, satin headband tied in a bow, with a double layer to each side. Her hair is in its usual style; loose blonde waves to her shoulders and blunt bangs just above her eyebrows. Silver eyeshadow, light blush and light pink lipstick is her makeup. The rest of her attire is an a-line black skirt, black ankle boots completes her attire.
Ha-Joon's entrance and speech gets her attention, her head turning to watch him as she listens.
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<Sonja>
Sonja makes her way over to one of the empty seats, settling into it to fold her hands in her lap. She gives the Prince her attention as he makes the announcement, head tilting lightly before she nods.
<Sonya>
<Eddie>
Eddie quietly makes his way into the room. He's brooding and frowning a bit. He takes a seat in his usual place and listens.
<Eddie>
<Abraham>
Abraham is in his typical spot -- to the right of the dais, hands folded behind his back as he stands at parade rest. His dark eyes are straight ahead, watching the Kindred arrive, one by one. His blade sits on his back, gun in a holster at his hip. He looks to Ha-Joon as he mentions his title and nods toward him.
<Abraham>
Amelie is here, the ghoul once more having been making use of the Texas weather and sunlight earlier, her hair was down and her form wrapped in a white sundress, a blue ribbon tied in her hair.
As folks file in, she moves to follow and settle in beside Claudia, her hands folded in her lap.
<Trixie>
Trixie offers a gentle smile to Claudia as she responds, "As well as it can be." Though the moment Ha-Joon speaks she quickly falls silent. The news makes her look pleased at least, being able to come and go is indeed a pleasantry.
<Trixie>
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Hazel looks to Claudia and smiles her way and places a hand on her knee brushing softly. "Hey hon. " She will look over to Amelie and smiles at her too. "Good evening hon. "
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Athalayah steps forward, all business, her confidence grounded and no-nonsense. She nods once to the Prince, then addresses the room, her tone direct and unembellished. “Evening,” she begins, straight to the point. “You may call me Athalayah. Clan Assamite, Alastor to Justicar Tegyrius. Former intelligence operative and troubleshooter for Kindred whose names you may not know, but rest assured they know you.” She lets those words settle in before continuing. “I’ve handled threats from the shadows, shut down problems before they start, and I make damn sure there aren’t any fucking loose ends. I’m here to keep things clean, quiet, and under control.”
She puts both hands in her pockets, eyes scanning the crowd, assessing every face. “But I’m not here to play lone wolf. The strength of any operation comes from knowing who you’re working with -- and all of you are part of that. My goal is to work with each of you as potential assets, to cover your weaknesses and play to your strengths. We’ll be backing each other up and covering every angle because you can guarantee the fucking SAD will.” Her gaze sharpens, and her voice drops just a fraction before she pops a piece of gum in her mouth and starts chewing, likely out of habit.
“So if you’re here to keep our house in order, we’ll work well together. But if anyone’s thinking it’s time to screw around, push boundaries, or test me? I will not hesitate to shut that shit down.” Her eyes scan the room as she blows a bubble and pops it loudly. "I've already conducted interviews with some of you, and will be looking forward to meeting anyone else who feels like they have what it takes to make a difference. Contrary to popular belief this does not mean kicking in doors and shooting people. So if you can think of anything, reach out to your Prince and he'll get in touch with me."
Garabaldi slips into the room quietly a few moments late.
Odessa watches from her seat slightly leaning back. She then takes a moment to make a note into the file in front of her, just a quick scribble.
<Giancarlo>
Giancarlo arrives late himself, dressed in his usual fine attire and carry a warm smile on his face. As the meeting is already in session, he doesn't say anything to interrupt, shooting a gaze to the assamite and raising a brow as he gives her a once over until finding his usual seat.
<Giancarlo>
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Claudia is silent in her greetings to Amelie and Hazel when they come sit and speak with her, nodding and smiling before continuing to listen to the ongoins. Athalayah steps forward and Claudia brings attention to her, nodding along to her words.
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Hazel soon looks fowards to pay attention to court, and listens to Athalayah and nods as well. She does have some ideas flowing thru her mind as she hears her speak. But, she doesn't speak of them to anyone just yet.
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<Eddie>
A brow arches as Eddie watches and listens to Athalayah. He folds his arms over his chest for now and doesn't add any commentary.
<Eddie>
Amelie remains silent as Athalayah introduced herself, a new Clan lesser known to her and very much a point of curiousity.
Still, at the words she listens into the Ghoul doesn't speak, all to aware of her limited use at this time.
<Sonja>
Sonja looks from the Prince to the new arrival, hearing the pitch with a slightly arched brow. She says nothing, folding her hands in her lap as she glances from the woman to the group as a whole.
<Sonja>
--< Garabaldi >---------------------------------------------------------------
Garabaldi listens stone faced as he slips at last to the normal spot of wall he lurks at during court. His arms fold in front of him and long fingers lace together.
< Garabaldi >--
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Ha-Joon shoots a look to Athalayah for the briefest of moments. Pinching the bridge of his nose he looks back to the Rest of the Praxis. "Sheriff." He looks over to Abraham, "Please..." He gestures for the Sheriff to take to the floor as he steps closer to Athalyah, placing an hand on her shoulder as he confers with her off to the side of the room.
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<Abraham>
Abraham looks to Athalayah as she speaks, his dark eyes now on the new arrival at all times. There's a faint twitch at the corner of his eye that might go unnoticed by any but the most perceptive and looking at him at that moment.
"Any help is appreciated, Alastor," the Sheriff says as he steps forward, his hands uncrossing from behind his back, "Seneschal Ashton is going to go into more detail about some of her team's discoveries, but there has been a significant gains in that area. Enough that the scout team is now going to be able to make some moves. This is a game of inches, but we have taken the first steps and time is not on our side." He grows silent for a moment and lets that echo.
To the room, the Brujah says, "We will need everyone who can aid us to aid us. And, if I am being hard on some of you it is because these are hard times. If your feelings are hurt, I will not apologize. War gives little time for feelings. And make no mistake, if we are not at war with SAD, there is still the impending dangers of an apocalypse to face. Just the other night, there was a massive explosion in Sam Houston Forest. Early signs are that this event destroyed or wounded the Elk God that has been spoken of in the prophecies we've seen."
"Given that Regent Markov is indisposed at the moment," the dark-haired Kindred continues, "Primogen Wulfgar is going to be heading up the scout team. Seneschal Ashton will be providing whatever intel she found to him." He looks to Athalayah and adds, "Anyone who has additional information should work with him to find out exactly what we are facing." A beat. "Just one final reminder to all of you. Though we are now free to move about the city, use extreme caution. SAD is still present and they will not hesitate to pounce upon one of us who makes an error." A final thought, "I look forward to seeing some of you at C4 tomorrow night."
<Abraham>
<Sonja>
Sonja gives the Sheriff her attention before she moves to stand herself to address the court. A nod of thanks to him before she begins speaking. "With the information provided in the dossier we now have some addresses and identities to look into." She nods to Primogen Wulfgar, "Which I will be providing to the Scout team before we adjourn tonight. The SAD group in the city is currently being lumped in with the Counter Terrorism group, to give you an idea of the severity of their intentions for us. If that wasn't already a given."
"We'll be keeping our ears open for more, but in the meantime I encourage those that aren't already part of a team to get involved with either the Scout or Engagement teams with Primogen Wulfgar and Sheriff Creed respectively. In the meantime, those on my team are encouraged to offer their talents to the other groups as well. There is no such thing as too much help in this matter and it will effect all of our existence in the city going forward. If you think this isn't a 'you' issue, you are very, very wrong."
<Sonja>
<Giancarlo>
Settled into his seated now Giancarlo will fold his hands into his lap and attentively digest what the prince, seneschal and sheriff will put out. He looks intrigued and maintains a smile on his face while making mental notes of what is mentioned.
<Giancarlo>
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Vincent is seated and quietly listening. There's a moth on his shoulder with the coloration of sun-bleached bones and it flutters its wings twice before cleaning off its antennae with two spindly forelegs. He turns a black feather over in his fingers, eyes scanning over it before they return to the Seneschal and Sheriff.
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"Seneschal Ashton's assessment is spot-on," Athalayah begins, her voice cold but cutting through the room like a blade. "The SAD's operations here aren't some fringe issue. They’re tied directly to the Counter Terrorism division, which means they’ve got their claws deep in this city. They’re well-organized, well-funded, and ready to move on anything they think smells like a threat. That said, there's a flip side; they can't just move without probable cause. So, don't fucking give them any." She glances around the room, letting her eyes linger on certain faces as she presses on. "I’ve also uncovered more intel on their structure, and I’ve got eyes on a few of their key assets. I’ll be passing this shit along to the other teams ASAP. This isn't just a local issue -- it’s a goddamn powder keg, and we're all standing on top of it. So, listen up -- don’t get sloppy. If you’re running intel operations, make sure you’ve got counterintelligence in place. That should be a fucking no-brainer, but in case anyone missed that memo, here it is: don’t go running blind, or you’re just handing them a reason to bend you over and fuck you. Hard."
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Ha-Joon returns to where Sonja is standing and nods to her. "Thank you, Seneschal." He says with a nod of respect to her. He then looks over everyone else, his eyes falling to Amelie for a moment before they move on to the rest. "Miss Riviere." He says to the ghoul, gesturing for her to join him as he looks back out to the PRaxis. "Just so we are all clear, Amelie Riviere is now under my protection." That is all he comments on the topic for the moment.
As Athalayah finishes her speech, he nods to her for a moment. "Thank you." He then looks back to the rest, his eyes falling to Primogen Wulfgar. "Is there any one who wishes to speak?"
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Amelie's attention fixed on the words from the sheriff, the seneshal and the newest kindred in turn, taking things in with silent consideration and reserve. Still, she blinks as the Prince speaks up, once more aware she was one of only two in the room with a natural heartbeat as it picks up considerably.
She makes to stand, making her way towards Ha-Joon as he makes the proclaimation.
"Anyone with hacking ability is also requested to speak with me." Vormund chimes in as he's given permission to speak, his dry voice just loud enough to be heard. "At this point, I'm not going to turn away any help from out of clan sources, and the more eyes on this, the better."
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When Amelie gets called to Ha-Joon's side, Claudia watches her and a little smile graces her lips as if she's proud. Claudia moves to give her a pat on the back when Amelie rises to join Ha-Joon at his side. Pat pat. To Ha-Joon's question, she shakes her head.
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<Sonja>
Sonja returns to her seat, inclining her head to the Prince before doing so. Her hands refold in her lap and she looks to Primogen Wulfgar from there.
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Ha-Joon leans over and mentions something to Sonja under his breath.
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<Eddie>
Isn't that special. Eddie looks between the Prince and Amelie and back. A brow spocks curiously, but he saves it for now. He looks to the other ghoul in the room curiously as well. When Vormund speaks, Eddie finally turns his attention that way.
<Eddie>
Odessa says, “I have spoken to the Elders and the Tremere will be sending a new regent for the city. One is being selected as we speak. I will let you know more once I know more, untill the then Chantry is on lockdown and strictly off limmits to anyone.”
<Abraham>
Abraham has stepped back into the shadow of the dais and his hands are behind him once again. As the others speak up, the Sheriff's gaze moves around the room, lingering at length on the Seneschal as she reveals more details and the Prince as he speaks of Amelie. His expression has not changed, no matter the speaker.
<Abraham>
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Ha-Joon nods his head. "Very good." He then looks over to Eddie, arching an eyebrow. "Our Brujah Primogen has been so silent these past few courts, I am beginning to wonder if he has lost his edge." THe Prince smiles, "Do the Brujah have anything to add to this?" He then looks around the room, his eyes falling back to Eddie.
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<Sonja>
The Seneschal looks to the Prince as he leans to speak with her, head tilting as she gives him her attention once more. There's a small smile from Sonja, nodding simply as she murmurs. "Thank you, Your Grace." then follows his look over towards Eddie, curious as well.
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<Eddie>
At being called out, Eddie turns his attention to Ha-Joon. He paints that smile across his face. "I simply bide my time." Eddie says to Ha-Joon. "I remember you saying that we needed to curtail our little games and focus on dealing with our current issues." He gestures to the room at large, "I keep my tongue, your Grace, so that we may stay focused on our true enemy right now, the SAD." He folds his hands in his lap. "My silence is simply my contribution to the effort. I've had my times where I wanted to blow up. Instead I've tried to focus my wrath and bide my time."
"I have opinions that might be shared, but I hold those for the Council. Nothing that I feel would be productive if I were take to the pulpit and start to prostalatize about things that may have little to no impact on our current situation." He bows his head, "My silence is not a fault. I am simply keeping my fury in check, so that when it's time to roar, my voice will be strong and heard across the city."
<Eddie>
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Ha-Joon nods his head to the Brujah Primogen before he turns to the rest of the Praxis. "As both I and the Sheriff have stated, you may return to your nightly lives. Watch your step. Be careful for I think it goes without saying that I WILL NOT tolerate another breach in the Masquerade." He pauses to let that ring through out the room as he looks between the Kindred in the room. "If that will be all, I believe there is much to discuss with my council. Primogen. Sheriff. Seneschal." And finally, he looks to Athalayah. "Alastor." He then takes of for the meeting room.
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