An Architect calls

[Jean-Jacques]

He bows toward Aurelia,

“Elder Aurelia, ee ‘as leeved in zis ‘ow you say, Akway Soolees, for ze year, ee arreeved on zees shores at ze end of ze year 1883.”

He casts a look around all those present,

“Ee ‘as been accepted ;ere by ze court and ee am leeveeng a simple leef, onlee”

“Ee ‘as ‘eralded from Strasbourg, eet ees where ee ‘as reseeded, since ze embrace”

He smiles and bows to Aurelia

[alanwrotethis]

[Jean-Jacques]

jean-Jacques moves his gaze from Aurelia to Dukes and bows

“Elder Dukes eet seems zat ee was indeed in ze serveece, ee joined ze Grand Armee at ze foundation in 1792...”

He pauses

“Ee left ze serveece in June 1815, ze dix-huit Juin..”

He bows

[JuneTolpuddle]

June hoisting her only fancy dress she has as she tries to avoid the horse manure on the street, approaches her destination. She stops to look the house up and down, marvling at it's structure she mutters under her breath a single word "Fancy"

Stopping before the front door, june looks around qucikly and decides the step to the door will do and starts scraping the bottom of her shoe free of her miss steps. After the deed is done, she lets go and lets her dress drop to it's full length, pats herself down and give herself a quick check to make sure all is proper before giving the door three destinct thuds and waits.

[Jean-Jacques]

jean-Jacques hears the knock at the door,

He looks at Dukes,

“Elder Dukes, ee ‘as le dewtee for ze door, ‘av you a ee ozzer questions”

[Elder Silver]

Elder Silver moved restlessly in her innappropriate and unwanted stall, the lobes of two snowy ears plastered back to her skull when so much as a twitch of vampiric matter brought one of the Kindred near her hatchet. She pushed her head through again, staring out at those gathered with an empty, dead stare.

She was hungry and also unhappy, unused to the strange environment that she had been left in, and even less used to the changes mutating her body and needs. Idly she wondered, in the way of a horse's wonderings, whether food would be forthcoming before thirst took over her mind.

She busied herself in the kitchen, drawing her head roughly away from the hatchet. Instead, she crashed about the sink, throwing her weight around to express how large she was.

[L .]

"Your Spanish is shit," Aurelia agreed in as plain a tone one might use to comment on the weather. "Let the Frenchman have his French texts. Ay, ay, ay."

Aurelia tunes out as the Brujah and Tremere speak, letting her gaze wander back to the hatchet, and then over the room with a disinterested noise. Her aura radiates calm and mild enjoyment.

[Jean-Jacques]

Using the equine interjection as a catalyst, Jean-Jacques bows to Dukes and heads towards the door and opens it to reveal June standing on the doorstep.

His face fair beams at the sight of his clan mate.

“June, what a pleasant surpreese, do come een, ee ‘as guests ‘ere, ee shall introduce you.”

He offers his left arm and escorts June into the study.

“Neonate June, ee introduce ze to mine honoured guests in zis umbell ‘Ouse.”

He bows to Aurelia,

“Elder Aurelia of Mithras line of Clan Ventrue , may ee introduce Neonate June of clan Brujah

He bows towards the horse

“Elder Silver, may ee introduce Neonate June of Clan Brujah

he bows to Dukes

Elder Dukes, Sheriff of Akwaay Soolis,may ee introduce ze to Neonate June of Clan Brujah

He bows to Valentina

Ancilla Valentina Audley of the Rose, envoy to Akwaay Soolis from ze Prince of Bristol, Dyonesia, may ee introduce Neonate June from Clan Brujah

Ancilla Laurence may ee introduce Neonate June of Clan Brujah

He turns to face June,

“Mine ‘Ouse ees at your deesposal for ze evening, ee ‘ope you weel enjoy ze teem ‘ere”

[alanwrotethis]

Niketas smirks at Aurelia's dismissal, but his body stills when he hears the clattering from the kitchen. A hand clenches. He turns his head towards the sound, eyes narrowing with cold, furious resolve.

He remembers their first battle, the drag of heels across the courtyard floor, the wrenching of his shoulder, taut at the reins. The beast pulls free, rears up, and a hoof comes down with meteoric force.

He turns back to the room, forcing a smile.

"I'm fine," he says, to no one in particular.

He sits down on the sofa making eye contact with Sal- with Silver Lining. He points to his own eyes, then at the ill-tempered nag. I'm watching you.

[JuneTolpuddle]

June gives a slight bow towards Auralia, her cheeks more flushed than most kindred and a slight heart beat (Wispers of life)

"i do not believe i have had the plesure of meeting you" she says with a fake smile across her face, bloodie Ventrue

Her thoughts stop imedietly as her knowladge of kindred is questioned yet again. A kindred horse? "A...plesure"

she idely bows as each guest is introduced, each followed with 'a plesure' midly excaping her lips, the horse in constant view in the corner of her eyes.

"are there any drinks avalable" she bluntly states towards Jean-Jacques