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The Killing Table [Jul. 8th, 2008|07:35 pm]
The Kindred


Two of the remaining retainers of Janus' estate temporarily put down their weapons and took up formal positions adjacent to the doors that lead into the formal dining area. They opened the doors in unison, revealing a fully dressed conclave table.

"May we into the meeting room, Primogen. We have things to discuss."

And plans to make.

From: sewer_rat_
2008-08-04 12:13 am (UTC)
Ember flicked her eyes around the hands at the table. Her own stayed flat against the cool surface.
"Camarilla see New York as a lost cause. IF we flee there is no return. Better to fight than crawl away like a coward." There was no insult in her graveled tone, though her masked face swivled toward Everett and his whining. And that was probably the most words she'd ever said in a meeting, or outside of her clan for that matter, but it needed to be said.
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