Trying to Get Home

[Manacledairman]

Aldrich internally rolls his eyes. Outwardly he closes them for a moment letting a grin escape, before covering his face with his hand wiping upwards fixing his hair in one movement.

Aldrich thinks on the spirits again and frowns, he doesn't like the idea of not being in complete control of his own mind. Let alone having his body entirely taken over at a whim.

"Ah perhaps that is something to warn you of Prince. Throughout the evening we were visited and possessed by two ancient spirits. The Sheriff has advised we all see a medium to ensure we are indeed alone. That advice should probably be extended to the location if it has any sentimental value to you." He speaks in a matter of fact tone, almost entirely detached from the rest of his words this evening.

[Jean-Jacques]

[Uriah]

Uriah listens to the responses with mounting interest. Though when Keane speaks he narrows his eyes with a curt 'Hm'.
He leans forward in his seat;
"Much better! Still a lot of generalities but it seems that the childe has gotten the idea. Just over a century you say? Unreleased even now. Well..."
He lets that sentiment drop.
"Yes, it was indeed a whirlwind of emotions you are right other Brujah Ancilla" he motions at Laurence. "Primogen Granville, you seem to have achieved the unbelievable. The rabble is has been collared. Not something I would have believed to come from the Brujah of Aquae Sulis. Long may it last." This last with the slightest hint of a smirk. "Yes, I imagine your path will be quite a different one."
He turns to Aldritch.
"I am quite aware of the nature of the presences that were present. As I believe others here might be." He sniffs. "As for sentimentality... well... I shall allow Mithras to explain that, as you will be seeing him so soon."
He sit's back once again.
"Well I, for one, consider the evening quite the success. Even if Mithras did have his way with his little cup."
He stops and looks at the fire, considering it's flames.

[Manacledairman]

Aldrich smiles and stands and takes a look at his pocket watch.

"In that case, I believe it time for me to return home. It has of course been a pleasure" he walks to Uriah and offers his right hand. "A pleasure to see you again Prince, I hope you enjoy your evening."

[Uriah]

Uriah looks back round at the offered hand. The mask tilts slightly suggesting a raised eyebrow. He slowly stands and adjusts his coat, looking down at Aldritch.
"Leaving so soon? What a shame, I had hoped for some more of that famed Ventrue fortitude. But if you must scurry back to your golden calf I shall not stand in your way. Myself, I shall continue to enjoy the company of miraculous Primogen Granville and her friends."
He shakes Aldritch's hand a single time then returns to his seat and ignores him entirely. Instead addressing Andross.
"So, Ancilla Blint. What great feats have you performed that elicited your Primogen to name you whip?"

[Manacledairman]

Aldrich smiles before nodding to those assembled.

He turns to Grace "Lady Grace as previously discussed, there will be a carriage waiting for you outside when you and your childer decide to return home."

He then smiles to the group and makes his way outside into the rain.

[Andross Blint]

A few statements from Uriah make some noticeable stabs of cold to Andross's mood, most noticeably in his aura, but some crosses over to his face too. 'Collared', 'you will be seeing Mithras soon' and 'had his way with the cup' seem to get the biggest flashes, a mix of anger and concern.

Replying to Uriah he keep control of his emotions, though it is likely the Elders will notice the sting of the word 'collared' having had an affect as he responds.
"I believe mostly Primogen Granville had me as Whip due to the the time i have spent withing Aquae Sulis in comparison to many of the clans current other members. It may also have to do with my being Whip under the previous Primogen, Lady Leverson. As for my actual qualifications, i appear to have a knack for collecting and delivering information as well as providing a good connection to the city's other clans. Elder Aldrich may perhaps be able to confirm or deny these claims after the help i have provided in the brief time of knowing him in delivering assistance for contact between his self and Primogen Granville."

He pauses for a moment.

"If i may, you suggested that Prince Mithras had attempted to alter the cup in some way? While i know little in regards to the old magics myself, i understand that that must have been quite a risky thing to do. There is often tales evidencing the dangers of attemping such things, i can only assume there was good reason to do such a thing....

Forgive me, my thoughts to myself seem to have rambled out in surprise of such a thing."

[Lady Grace]

At the word 'Collared' Grace's face turned stoney.

She listens to Andross's reasoning for his appointment as Whip and he was quite right.

"I must state here and now that Ancillia Blint is a invaluable asset to our clan. I was merely selected by their vote as one best placed to speak for our clan at this time. I have a duty to them,"
She looks away and stands,
"You must all excuse me. I must tell Elder Beaufort that I cannot accept his kind offer and then I might improve upon my present appearance. You must all excuse me,"

And Grace walks out.

[Laurence]

Laurence bows his head to Uriah and Aldrich, then gives a nod to everyone else.

"Thank you all kindly for a pleasant after party."

His face is stony and cold, with a spike of red pulsing in his aura as Laurence too withdraws after Grace.

[Jean-Jacques]

Jean-Jacques looks up from sniffing the whiskey to watch the stream of kindred leaving, places the glass back on the tray and goes to take a seat in the circle, across from Keane