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First to Arrive
by DaevaDude Fri Jun 05, 2009 4:23 pm
Circe and her companions had agreed on a spot to meet upon entering the city. The simple sandwich shop they'd chosen seemed an unlikely meeting spot for four powerful Kindred to meet to discuss their plans for the domain, but given the fate that had apparently befallen all of Sacramento's vampires, picking so unlikely a spot to meet seemed like a reasonable precaution.
Unfortunately - as far as Circe was concerned, anyhow - choosing a meeting place among the kine meant they had to pass among the kine. Thus, Circe found herself dressed not in her ritual robes, but rather in a sharp business suit: grey jacket and skirt, with blood red pumps and blouse. Her hair was tied in a single braid that hung to the small of her back.
She was driving a motor vehicle, something she found distasteful, even if sometimes necessary. At least the vehicle in question - an old, nondescript white Plymouth Colt van - was roomy enough for her servants and her belongings. She pulled into the parking lot of the chosen establishment. "Dagwoods," the sign read. As she stepped out of the vehicle, one of her offspring slipped out and under the van. Her other pets would have to wait inside the vehicle, but the one underneath could act as a sentry while enabling her to view what was happening outside the establishment when she chose to do so.
Circe entered the establishment, ordered a coffee and found a table to await the arrival of her allies. The coffee didn't interest her, but after the meeting she hoped to be able to find a drink more to her taste. They had much to do - planning, coordination, and trying to determine what had decimated the city's previous Kindred population - but there was no point in taking over a domain if one couldn't find time for the small joys unlife had to offer.
She noticed the glance of the man behind the counter. He appeared to be "checking her out", as her late servant, Proteus, had phrased it. She was pleased to attract such attention, and decided that if time allowed, she might repay his attention later with the ecstasy of the Kiss.
Unfortunately - as far as Circe was concerned, anyhow - choosing a meeting place among the kine meant they had to pass among the kine. Thus, Circe found herself dressed not in her ritual robes, but rather in a sharp business suit: grey jacket and skirt, with blood red pumps and blouse. Her hair was tied in a single braid that hung to the small of her back.
She was driving a motor vehicle, something she found distasteful, even if sometimes necessary. At least the vehicle in question - an old, nondescript white Plymouth Colt van - was roomy enough for her servants and her belongings. She pulled into the parking lot of the chosen establishment. "Dagwoods," the sign read. As she stepped out of the vehicle, one of her offspring slipped out and under the van. Her other pets would have to wait inside the vehicle, but the one underneath could act as a sentry while enabling her to view what was happening outside the establishment when she chose to do so.
Circe entered the establishment, ordered a coffee and found a table to await the arrival of her allies. The coffee didn't interest her, but after the meeting she hoped to be able to find a drink more to her taste. They had much to do - planning, coordination, and trying to determine what had decimated the city's previous Kindred population - but there was no point in taking over a domain if one couldn't find time for the small joys unlife had to offer.
She noticed the glance of the man behind the counter. He appeared to be "checking her out", as her late servant, Proteus, had phrased it. She was pleased to attract such attention, and decided that if time allowed, she might repay his attention later with the ecstasy of the Kiss.
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