Trying to Get Home

[Daciana]

Daciana tries to shake free the dregs of her mood, giving Dukes an elegant - almost royal - incline, and then tilt, of her head, her profile to one side.

"Very good Elder, very good, yes, as do we all."

But:

"A-hem," Daciana cuts in briefly, her eye twitching. "There is a line here, mind. Not all Courts are measured by one Prince's yardstick. Let us not think like Mithras, mm? I am certain that other Courts are as equal in measure for their integrity, and we should all be measuring ourselves against the unadulterated excellence of our Ivory Tower, and not its singular bricks, no matter how brightly they shine, nor how well they are formed. Competition, at least to that extent, is a divisor, not a unifier. No one Prince outclasses them all."

[alanwrotethis]

"Thank you elder... your instruction tonight has been exemplary. You do well to articulate my own clumsy ideals in a more worthy form."

Heh, hehheh, nnnngh! Shut up they can hear you you silly silly silly- I

He stands, collecting his coat from the hook, and returns to his seat, cradling the garment like a tired cat in his lap as he brushes the muddied scuffs out.

He tries hard, so very hard, not to coo or sing to his coat. Not now. Not tonight.

[Uriah]

Uriah is relaxing so hard it makes the eyes water, draped as he is across his chair.
"You Ancilla." He motions vaguely at Andross.
"You said you offered whatever services we deemed necessary. I would suggest you attend to your Sheriff and see to it he receives any assistance he might require. When you are free from that however, you might inform those that need make recompense the expectation to do so."
There seems to be the underlying suggestion that these statements are deliveres in reverse order and that Andross is free from the first right now.

[Andross Blint]

Andross straightens himself to listens to Uriah's instructions.

"Certainly Prince."

He turns to the sat Sheriff

"Elder, is there anything you require immediate assistance with before i excuse myself? I intend to speak with Elder Keane and the injured Neonate first, so that i may pass on the correct details and expectations for recompense."

He stands waiting for Dukes reply, intending to make in the direction Keane had dragged Anton's body and follow any blood drops or marks for room reference.

[alanwrotethis]

As events proceed his tinge of mirth fades.

The methusaleh intends to put the entire bill at an ancilla's feet. Hmph.

"No needs from me. Do make sure Primogen Granville knows the weight of this. Any recompense made by her or others must be deemed a worthy representation of Prince Uriah's sentiments."

[Andross Blint]

Andross nods in acceptance of Dukes's words.

"Of course. Again i apologise on behalf of my Primogen and my clan for the disturbance caused by that unreleased boorish philistine this night. If anyone else believes they are due recompense for what has occured, i shall endeavour to see it brought to Primogen Granville's attention and work to see that the matter is resolved."

Unless anyone calls for his attention, he makes his way out of the room.

[Daciana]

"Who was the Ancilla speaking about?" Daciana furrows her brow. "The two in question were both Released."

[alanwrotethis]

"A good question. Ancilla Blint..."

Niketas turns to the brujah

"What did you mean by that?"

[Andross Blint]

"I was speaking of Jean-Jacques. Given recent events that have led him to be newly embraced as childe under Primogen Granville after a brief stint of mortality, i was under the impression that she was responsible for him as a sire and yet to officially state him as released from her responsibility."

He clears his throat

"Pardon me if i have been mistaken in any of the legalities of this, the events of the Lupercalia and the cup have created situations that go beyond my experience. "

[Lucius Servius]

“Ancilla Blint! Whilst I have heard rumors to the effect that you are claiming, such reports are unconfirmed at this time. Continue with this heretical speculation and I will name you vulgar. Frankly, it seems far more likely that Primogen Grace wishes to claim the released childe of the prince of Strasberg as her own. Perhaps some sort of internal brujah dispute?” Lucius laughs audibly. "Stupid woman".

His face straightens. “It is of cause a serious matter. Sheriff Dukes, I value your opinion, what are your thoughts? In the absence of an archon perhaps we should intervene?”