Re: The heat is on - Camarilla PCs ---GO FOR IT PLAYAZ!!!
When Gabe started speaking, the prince's free hand came up and closed. "Bzzzt." He actually made the sound, drawing it out and ending it sharply. "The correct answer is "No sir." I did not ask for an elaboration, guesswork, or any sort of other response. In fact, I just criticized the Nosferatu among you for speculating out of turn. Why on Earth would you think you're special? No. Don't answer that. I'll rephrase." He paused, looking very serious. "Neither of you are special. In fact, you both lack such special traits that if it were up to me I'd have sent Nigel to remove you both instead of taking time out of my schedule."
The prince sharply turned his attention to Abigail. "And you are failing miserably at your designated task for the evening. You are supposed to be developing a psyche profile on everyone in this room, including myself. You can't do that without some form of interrogation, which, as a mortal Union Representative, I know you know how to do. You can't gather appropriate information about your future companions by sitting in that corner over there," he pointed again. "Like you have been doing. But seeing as how I am nothing if not fair, I'm going to indebt your sire to the tune of a moderate boon right now for revealing some of that information for you."
The prince glanced at Natalya. "Natalya Shrevchenko. Five foot ten, one hundred and thirty five pounds. Age 26, as a mortal. No siblings. Father is deceased. Mother has quietly been turned to a ghoul, operating as a Regent's assistant in Zaporizhia, Ukraine. She is the granddaughter of the archmage Gertrude Van Kraus, killed by a German sniper in World War II. The most interesting thing about this bit of information is that Natalya didn't even know half of it herself." He paused for a second or two. "She is, for lack of better terms, a spoiled brat." Dragon smirked at his childe.
"Highly intuitive and imaginative, Natalya has capacity for learning, especially Thaumaturgy, that exceeds even me. She is multi-lingual, speaking Italian, English, French, German, Russian, and Spanish with virtually no discernible accent. She has a college degree from UCLA, completing a dual major in Journalism and Economics. This indicates that underneath her callous, conniving, irresponsible, and antagonistic demeanor is a keen sense of determination virtually unheard of in American students these days." As if to poke at her, the prince added one more little bit. "And perhaps my favorite bit of information about her is that she is bi-sexual with a slight preference for women."
The prince pivoted on his feet and returned his attention to Abigail. "That is the kind of detailed information your sire is looking for." Then Gabe. "As for you Mr. LaFortune, your expertise with regards to motorcycle clubs and how they organize themselves may be particularly useful in the upcoming nights. One of the larger Anarch groups in this city operates as a similar entity. I don't know the details and it's better for all parties involved that I don't. What I can tell you though is that the group, Jokers Wild, is run by a Ventrue. Unfortunately, a capable Ventrue. That means infiltrating the group and dismantling it will be next to impossible without a concentrated effort. I would suggest contacting my Sheriff, Philip Eldritch if you want more details."
The prince looked between the two Assamites and then dismissed them by turning his attention towards the room as a whole. "Marissa, you're next on my list." The prince's lips formed into a slight smirk and he blinked. Once.
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