A new start for the Neonate Council

[Dorian M. Black]

Dorian reaches out and - very deliberately - puts a hand hard on the door's frame, blocking it.

"She is going alone. There is a carriage already outside. I am not intending for her to walk."

[Mrs K. Saunders]

"Mr Black, this is my home. You are no Lord of the manor here. You do not decide who comes and goes. I retract my invitation to you, please leave."

Katherine folds her arms and glares at him.

[Regulus Grey]

Regulus raises one eyebrow, eyes flicking between Katherine and Dorian.

"Mr Black. It's good to be able to put a face to the name."

One hand slips under his sleeve and begins to scratch at his scales again, seemingly a nervous habit.

[LittleBird]

Throughout this whole display Kira pinches the bridge of her nose, barely able to reign in a few words.

"I do not recall Constance has gone deaf," Kira smirks her hands returning back to their over relaxed form as she turns to the Nurse, "Perhaps you would prefer to halt this Councils ridiculous demand of speaking for you my dear?" her look softens from the smirk, betraying a genuine care for her say in this matter.

"Evening Miss Mayweather, tis good to see you looking so well-do sit," she gestures warmly, "please do not wait for this drama to unfold and our host to recall her duties, " she leans a little over to her direction, "He seems to have a good influence on you, you look positively charming-though perhaps you could influence his time keeping skills-it would have halted this little play alot sooner-as you can surely tell, we are all struggling for some semblance of entertainment tonight-hence this over attentive nature to such a simple scenario." she emits a little lighthearted chuckle.

She turns to Katherine, "Perhaps a few minutes to settle down would do us good? No use chucking people out on your first hosting of our Council...It would be such a shame for the Prince to think that a simple meeting, a simple scenario like this is beyond your control or handling my dear?"

[Christine Daye]

Christine looks at Dorian's hand on the doorframe, a faint frown furrowing her forehead. Her gaze goes distant for a moment, and she tilts her head slightly.

Then she gives him a faint nod, a look of understanding on her face, and takes a step back. Looking at Constance, concerned, humming quietly.

...come away, oh human child... to the waters and the wild... with a fairy, hand in hand... for the world's more full of weeping than you'll ever understand...

She blinks at Kira's words, but stays humming, waiting for Constance to express her preference.

[eponine]

Lady Mayweather looks thoroughly irritated by this display but softens the lines on her face.

She addresses Dorian first in a light gentle tone in order to calm the ensuing storm. "Mr Black, I know your interests are to the best of heart however Miss Caswell is quite capable of making her own decision and old enough to decide whether she wishes to put your request and her health first or the Prince's wishes, and if Miss Daye wishes to accompany her then that is her choice."

Next she addresses Constance. She is aware that she now has the attention of the room. "Miss Caswell, without being influenced by anyone in this room, what would you like to do?"

She turns to Christine. "Miss Daye, I very much look forward to our walk and will correspond with you in the coming nights. It is very gracious of you to offer to accompany Miss Caswell, and offer that I'm sure many of us do appreciate, pray forgive Mr Black's uncouth behaviour towards the matter, he allows himself to be overly concerning to those he cares about."

"Please drop your hand Sir"

Finally she turns to Katherine. "Good evening Katherine, apologies for our tardiness and the disturbance our arrival has created, I know you were hoping to turn the Council around to something that is approved of by the Elders and beneficial to the Camarilla, however it appears you may have a larger task on your hands if we are all to behave like snivelling little children. I for one would like to assist you in your mission with this Council" she stops and looks at each and every Neonate in the room stopping and holding her gaze on Dorian for a moment, and without looking away says "however I cannot speak for everyone else."

At which point she takes the seat offered by Kira. "Thank you Kira."

[CFlaubert]

In the time, Katherine, Christine, Kira and Lady Mayweather have all voiced their opinions, Constance has arrived at the door, held open by Dorian.

"Mrs Jackdaw, Mr Black is correct, my recovery will not be aided if I overexert myself. The matter of my condition is my own fault, and was the result of reckless experimentation. You may know that Mr Black is an exceptional surgeon, and he has been assisting in the matter of my recovery. One cannot reject the advice of one's doctor in matters of health. I regret hugely that I cannot remain, and as such you have my most sincere apologies. I can assure you that I shall report back favourably to the Prince."

She pauses in the doorway, standing short underneath Dorian's arm.

"I should consider it a very great favour Mrs Jackdaw, if you would retract your request for Mr Black to leave. I know you to be an excellent and diplomatic host, and as such, you will understand that his concern this night is only for my own well being, and should not be taken as unkindly towards me. If you are to bring relations between Elders and Neonates to a more harmonious keeping, then you will certainly need his input."

This last said, she moves out of the door, towards the waiting carriage.

[Dorian M. Black]

"And to you, Mr....?" Dorian begins, initially not looking at the individual, busy his vigil on the door. When Dorian glances to Regulus, he's arrested by the unfortunate manner with which the man rakes at his forearms. It doesn't look healthy. Why is he, with exceptional breeding and hygiene, condemned for FALSE rumours of disease, when people like this exist who are in fact plagued by contamination? He was probably transporting the Black Death.

Dorian had been queued to ignore Katherine, as he had done so far, but he wasn't about to deny the rejection of her hospitality. That would be be rude.

It also changed things.

A thousand different ways the conversation could go came and went like a time-lapse film of a flower blooming and dying. He covers a smile.

"Of course," he murmurs, and drops his arm, standing back to allow both women through. "Loathe am I to unstay a welcome." A pointed look to Kira and Lunaris.

He pauses at the next name, but decides tonight isn't the date for a show after all, shame that it is to forgo an insult. "Lady Mayweather, I hope that you enjoy your evening. I'll send a new carriage back, with Lugg. Please give Miss Jackdaw the gift we procured for her."

Offering enough time for whomever to leave, Dorian walks out the way he came, seeing Constance and Company into the carriage.

[Regulus Grey]

Smoothing his sleeve over his arm once more, Regulus looks straight at Dorian.

"Grey. Regulus Gray, freshly retuned from my travels in Siberia."

With the council seeming to end, Regulus nods to Katheirne.

"Thank you for hosting Mrs Jackdaw. I hope that we can gather again soon and socialise amongst our own kind."

He sketches a quick bow and departs the room.

[Mrs K. Saunders]

"Thank you Mr Grey, I appreciate your attempt to help me steer the meeting on its correct path. Good night."
She gives him a small curtesy.

"Good night, everyone. I thank you for your time and company."