The Reich (attn: Alaric, Reed, Jack)

Alaric leads them down plush hallways with dark wood walls and deep crimson carpets, everything perfectly appointed.

He heads into a meeting room where there are comfortable chairs and oddly a LCD screen in a fake fireplace with a crackling fire on the screen, realistic but not enough to wake the beast.

A ghoul comes in shortly after and delivers 'drinks' mostly consisting of her blood.

"Ah, danke Greta," Alaric smiles, having had the twin ghouls for a couple hundred years now.

"I hope this is suitable for our meeting gentlemen?"

Jack gave the place a look down as they went in. Anyone could apreciate luxury when they saw it and he was no different. "Certainly know how to live in style. More than suitable." He said to Alaric with a smile.

"I have ever been interested in the movement, I have just not had time to participate as I generally roam around... However, I plan to make Sacramento a somewhat permanent home for myself." Alaric replies, sipping his drink, and gesturing to them both to take theirs.

Jack took a glass and let it sit in his hands. He was hungery, but he didn't want to rush things. "Been with the Movement for awhile. But with the ammout of traveling I do, I never get to learn much about the particulars. Though I do hope to settle down here and get it into my head." He said before taking a quick sip. "Speaking of which, how is the Moment here anyway?"

"So...How resistant to take over will the good Doctor be?" Alaric asks, loving change and especially a good fight and usurping.

"I can think of no one else to lead, I personally do not wish to, I have been a leader before and it does not suit me... And the state of the Movement that you speak of is absolutely pitiful. I am strong... and happy to lend you my sword Reed Hyland..." he smiles almost wickedly, something in his eyes belying his age and terrible power.

Jack took a bigger swig of his drink than he did before. "If the movement is in such a state Mr Hyland, then you have my support." Most of his accent seemed to vanish as he spoke. "What do you propose we do exactly? Can't go in with plans of bloody rebellion or the movements repution could suffer even more. Unless of course thats a viable option."

Alaric grins, "there are so few of the others why would any bloody rebellion be needed, a polite word would probably do just the trick," he smiles, that look in his eyes again.

His ghoul enters and refills their drinks.

"Danke Greta..." he says again as she leaves, the pretty little blond a very good ghoul

Jack shurgged again before taking another large sip. He hadn;'t relised how hungery he was. "I know. I'm just saying that it would be very unlikely that he would willingly step down from a position of power, even if it's meager at the moment. It will take alot more than asking pretty please."

"A stake is something I can definitely handle," Alaric smiles holding his glass, noticing Reed isnt drinking much.

"You see... I have more on my side than a nice ship and pretty ghouls," he says, barely letting his Protean Mask slip revealing the edge of a wildly powerful beast.

Jack felt a tremor go down his spine. How old is this guy? He shook his head and downed the rest of his glass in one go. "Well Mr Hyland, I hope you know what your doing. Once we get a sizable number of recruites, where do you suppose we do the deed? Just in case they are less than forthcomming with letting go."

"I think we need to do it as a group," nods Alaric and looks to Reed. He's not a leader, just a sword for hire, or, for winning over to your Faction at least.

"All we're doing is just changing the leadership to make the Movement into a more productive one, Mr. Bennett." He replied to Jack's query, "And we're do it as no one has any room to complain or do anything about."

"As the removal for the good doctor - once we recruit a sizable group - I'll send a message to all carthians to meet a location. This message will obviously have either Seraphina or the Doctor or both come to the location to see what this is about. Of course, I imagine they will be irritated by a lowly carthian calling for a meeting. But, this is to lure them out of their comfort zones."

"Twice, I have gone into the Morgue to conduct the Carthian meeting, Gentlemen, I want they to go into our pace and not theirs. Once we have each of them dealt with we'll continue with the preparation of the movement and it's goals." Reed replied as he took another sip of the blood that was now cooling in his glass - it was a practice of patience. "Which leads me to another point, Gentlemen, as we're recruiting we need a cause for the Movement. I had stated before under the Prefect that a Kindred society or government need to hold the three Ideals - Security, Power and Blood. Each of these would allow the Kindred feel fulfill in their existence. So with whatever government system we decide upon - it must hold trust to those philosophies. Of course, you may note that I fail to mention equality in those ideals, equality in my eyes means fairness of the laws - thus I believe that the government will be impartial toward the citizens and allow the citizens to play the game as I like to call it."

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Jack nodded a few times as Reed spoke. "Ok, I think I'm starting to get the picture. First things first though, we actually need to find unalighned first to sway to our side. Has anyone expressed interest in the Movement here? Other than Alaric here of course." He said giving the kindred a nod.

"I agree it should be peaceable Mr. Hyland.... I will say this... I will not use my power for good or ill, I prefer to be neutral. I will aid you in voting, but I will not raise a hand against another Kindred in the city until I am asked by the Prince." he nods solemnly, deciding that since they outnumber anyway, there is no reason for him to have to lift a claw and risk alienating himself from the Prince or Shadow.

"Well said Mister Hyland..." Alaric nods.

"Have either of you a coterie?" he asks, certainly not wanting to make one himself but curious.

The prefect let a hound go? Thats just idiotic Jack though as he listened to Reed speak. "'fraid I don't know much about the recent attacks other than being told by the sheriff that it's likely some insane kindred running around. But if this one is powerfull enough to kill off the elite of the city, then this is situation should be resolved quickly." Jack said as he leaned back into his seat.

"Like I said mate, new in town. Not in a coterie." He said the Alaric.

"I advise you Prefect Reed, to have your coterie join with us... My ship is open to any meetings you wish to have," he offers, smiling.

"How many nights hence then? Do we go have a meeting with the Good Doctor."

Alaric snaps his fingers and a ghoul approaches with his phone so he can program it.

"Danke Hannah..." he says, this apparently the other twin.

"A week is a very long time Mister Hyland, he may already be rallying, I advise sooner, since he is already out numbered."

Jack nods and slips his phone out of his pocket. "If you need to talk to me in person, I'm staying at The Clare untill I can find a permament Haven." He said as he scrolls through his numbers list. He always had difficulty remembering his own phone number. "If they are rallying, then we should step the plan up. Otherwise lets just keep the pace. We don't want to screw this up because we're under-prepaired."

"If you do not wish to stay there, or things once again become hostile in the city you make of course take refuge here as a fellow Carthian. Greta and Hannah can certainly use someone new to talk to..." he says.

"I believe you have set everything in motion well True Carthian Prefect Reed," Alaric smiles, that glint still in his eye that makes him seem as old as he is.

"I perhaps will hold a fete here, for the Carthians mm?"

Jack Nodded as he got the numbers down in his phone. "Well then. We have a plan. I'll take a look around for any unalighned that might have interest in joining a covenent. Are there any that either of you know that would be interested?" Knowing where to look first always helped after all.

"Ah the girls will be so happy, they love to throw parties," he smiles fondly.

"A fete then, three nights hence... I will invite Dr. Asaan... Unless you think it would be better to have one of you two do it?

Jack smiled. "Thanks mate. I'll take a look-about untill then."

"Personally, I think it might be a good idea if Mr. Hyland invited The Doc. It might come off a little unusual that someone outside the Movement is throwing a fete for the Carthians. We could just say that Mr. Hyland is doing it to draw in potentual recruites and to give everyone a chance to relaxe dispite this time and state that your a potentual memeber thats trying to make a good impression by assisting." That was what he thought anyway. Better to make this less suspicious than it is already is.

"That is indeed a good idea Jack... He can say that he rented out the ship as a little getaway for the Carthian movement to relax and enjoy.

Jack smiled. It was rare for him to come up with something usefull in meetings. "So then, well meet up on sunday. Monday we throw the get-together and after that we make with the change." He nearly chuckled. "Love it when a plan comes together. Well, I better be off if we're done here. And I'll keep your offer in mind mate." He said to Aluric.

"Of course gentlemen, feel free to call on me at any time," Alaric says, Greta and Hannah showing them out, adorably blond and German.