After the new start for the Council of Neonates

[Christine Daye]

"...hmmm? ... oh... as often as I want, of course..."

Christine is distracted, her mind obviously elsewhere, with a secret smile playing on her lips. Then, another question:

"...tell me.... what is your obsession? Your damnation and your salvation and your adoration? One thing or many.... enduring or transient... tell me something that cuts to the very soul of you... makes you weep and laugh and sing and feel... no matter how big or small... tell me a truth of your very being..."

[Regulus Grey]

Regulus takes another sip of his drink, still flexing his newly mended fingers. A quick glance at his chest shows that most of the incisions have sealed over.

"When I was mortal..my obsession was in pushing the boundaries of science and understanding. I studied Natural Science at Oxford but found my true joy in working in the field rather than in a library. Since becoming...Kindred...my obsession has changed to surviving..and to ensuring the survival of my allies."

He sips again, eye half closed as the alcohol spreads warmth through his system.

[Christine Daye]

The conversation was dead. Time to stop beating it. Besides, Christine had a promise that she very much wanted to keep.

She looked at her drinking companions. Regulus, healing nicely, but so drunk his eyes kept switching between human and wolf. Lunaris, staring intently at the ceiling, as if expecting words of wisdom to write themselves in the cracked plaster. Kira, practically twitching with the need to clean up, her eyes firmly on her own fingernails. And Dorian, all barely suppressed impatience.

Honestly, she probably looked no better. If she didn't get those pins out of her hair soon she was just going to scream.

She smiles a too bright smile.

"Lady and gentlemen, thank you very much for such a....an astonishing evening... it has been... so enlightening... and such a pleasure to get to know you all that bit better..."

"I must apologise though... I fear that I have yet a promise to keep tonight... but I do thank you for visiting... and I hope that we can do this again some time soon... perhaps after the Bristol ball?"

Smoothly, she chivvies everyone up, escorting them to the stage door and out.

"Good night to you all... Miss Kira, a pleasure as always... Mr Grey, please take care of yourself... Mr Lunaris, I shall see you soon, no doubt, and we shall discuss the nature of magic and music... Mr Black..."

Her hand ghosts to the base of her throat, and away.

"...until we meet again... Good night to you all! Be safe!"

She waves gently as they leave, then shuts and locks the stage door with a firm and security-conscious clunk.