The Culture Tour

[Jean-Jacques]

“ shood ze invite be for zhose such as myself zhen yes i shall attend, i am certain it vill be most enjoyable to be in ze company of ze court.”

Whilst maintaining an exterior of absolute chivalry, he dares cast a smirk and a wink at Lady Grace.

“I vood not miss eet for ze vorld.”

As they travel he will explain his strategic approach for singular and multiple patrols for the brujah territories established shortly following his arrival.

[Laurence]

Laurence moves ahead of the little group of Brujah, carefully guiding them down narrow side streets and alleyways that cut large sections off the route that the tram takes, they should arrive not too long after the Tram does at the rate they are walking at.

Casting a find glance back at Grace, Laurence takes another drink from his hip flask.

[Lady Grace]

Grace reserves a fast smirk in return for Jean Jacques words.
As they walk she listens intently asking pertinent questions for additional infomation but the usually tension she has is absent in fact she seems extremely relaxed and at ease.

Occasionally she glances towards Laurence leading the way.

[Jean-Jacques]

Ensuring he follows Laurences lead for the route, Jean-Jaques continues to guide Lady Grace through the streets, taking care to avoid the litter on the streets.

“Now we are alone, wiz just ze clan hereabouts, I shall say zat I ‘av found zis court highlee strange to mine own knowledge of zee lore or ze clan and ze evoree two’er.”

“I confess zat ze reputation of ze clan ‘ere is most distressing, and I am glad to be ‘ere to put zat correct, for ze clan and mon sire for we are a high clan and ze rumour and ze dirt spread by ozzers is to suppress us.”

[Lady Grace]

Grace takes Jean Jacques arm with her other hand as well to follow his lead.
She leans in to listen
"I have been hearing worse and worse stories as well but that is what I am working hard on now. We will do what we can."

[Jerome Price]

“You are too kind Elder Aurelia, I can only hope to emulate the honeyed tongues of the rose and the rod. I have to admire your skills of engagement, rarely have I seen Dukes so ... animated. But the dear Sheriff is correct, we should alight shortly and keep moving.” Jerome considers extracting himself from his situation, but glancing around spies Raife.

“Young Raife, would you reach up and ring the bell to alert the driver to pull up at the next stop please?”

[alanwrotethis]

Dukes, impatient, clicks his fingers, and the bell rings immediately.
"Animation, Jerome, is something I often have an excess of."
He stands, satchel clasped to his chest, navigating around Aurelia with a spin of his heels, making as little contact as possible.
"Elder Price, is the gathering away to a show next, or retiring to salon at my public residence? Either way I should probably return to the manor ahead of the group and ask it to prepare for guests and tidy itself."

[Madam Zaragoza]

“Elder Dukes, are we really returning to your residence for the after party? How interesting. However I was not warned and my room is quite in disarray. No problem, I am sure anyone visits my chamber will not mind.”

She holds Aldrich’s arm tightly, enjoying the closeness.

[Manacledairman]

[alanwrotethis]

At Aldrich's offer of a drink:
"Very kind elder, but not right now... I suspect this will be the sort of evening where drinking is inevitable, but I'd rather do that in my residence. I can head out now and meet you all there later?"