Trying to Get Home

[Andross Blint]

Quite taken aback by the answer seven

"Seven? No, i think i would recall that as a name... Are the neonates numbered in that council of theirs? "

[Jean-Jacques]

[Lady Grace]

Grace smiles, "a numbering scheme would be extremely useful actually. I am dreadful with new names"

"Elder Keane, I would welcome the chance to discuss this with you. It's a entirely new area for me. We should certainly discuss a few things now that you are your clans selection for their Primogen."
Grace smiles at Keane, a memory of kissing him fairly intensely right after Prince Erik, nope that can't have happened. Not in front of everyone.
Stop thinking about that now!
Her smile stops.

"Jean-Jacques please could you say slightly more words to give some context to Seven, that we may all understand your meaning?"

[Jean-Jacques]

[Posh-Tim]

Keane nods to Jean-Jacques then to grace.
"You are right. Though it must wait until the Primogen Council accepts me. After that my first act will be to name Annabelle as my whip. We can talk on clan matters after that."
He begins working on his other sleeve but does Valentina the grace of turning so it doesn't get on her.

[Valentina Audley]

"Neonate Marchaux," she pauses, a new consideration arising. "Is he a neonate now? Is he Released?" She asks Grace, curiously.

Then remembers her thought. 'Regardless of title, he is correct. It was indeed Neonate Septimus."

Ignoring the question about other abilities as it hadn't been addressed to her she turns her attention to Keane smilingly.

"It is rather unique, isn't it? " she agrees mildly. "Prince Uriah was too kind to have singled me out for all the honours he heaped upon me." Her smile is that of an awed Ancila, her auta resigned amusement.

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

Grace casts a grateful look to Aldrich whilst she nods in agreement. Thank you for covering my flinch.

"Yes, it is as Elder Beaufort has stated."

[Andross Blint]

[Laurence]

Laurence sits and listens, his rage no longer boiling over as he brings himself back under control. The fuzziness of his memory from the effect of the spirits slowly leaving him to remember more of the night.

"If you'll forgive the interruption, is it true that Elder Luke and....Elder Vykos came to blows?"

The flinch on Laurence's face when he refers to Vykos as an Elder is subtle but there for those who may be looking carefully.