EMERGENCY COURT (ATTN: ALL KINDRED)

Marius smiled after the two had left, taking this encounter as a wonderful thing. Lioni had acknowledged him for the first time.

This might just turn out to be a wonderful evening after all.

“That’s cool...
I’m partial to awesomeness” He answered happily, as soon as the presentations were made, the smile on Johann’s lips turned slightly crooked, mischievous even as his eyes rested on the young looking woman Ace had just presented him, Zen, closing in just slightly, as he ofered his hand for her to take in greeting...

Charles wearing his best clothing enters. he does not speak to anyone felling a little warn out by all this constant going from place to place.

Micheal very silently enters the room he is wearing something better than his usual clothing ,suit and fedora, he finds himself thinking that maybe just maybe he can finally be recognized by the city.

Antoinette followed closed behind Baron Quinton into the quickly crowding theatre. She watched her Sire pay his respects to the Prince across the Pit and mimicked him, sinking into a deep, respectful curtsey. It made her think of the night she was embraced and the solemn oaths she took. She had sword fealty to her Sire, to her Covenant, but always first, to her Prince.

Antoinette then followed Baron Quinton to where they would sit.

Watching all the kindred enter Neil pays close attention nodding to the few that walk by him. Quite suprised by the number of kindred that have arrived, apparently something is drawing more in everyday.

As he Sees Antoinette enter he smiles, glad to see she has returned watching as she finds her seat with her sire.

Ace leans in Reed's direction.

Hope they do, this place is packed and my beast is screaming. Reed? This is Zen. he introduces her to another coterie mate.

Harry continues walking around the seats -- from what he can tell, they are arranged by Covenant, which might explain some of the dirty looks he got when he was crossing through the areas not belonging to his group, but he was seeing what there was to see. They could damn well deal with it.

He looks around him; he was sure he had passed by the Sanctum's seats, but with all these people around, his Beast flaring left and right, it was easy to get distracted. He spots what he is pretty sure is the right place to be, and heads over to mix and mingle with his fellow Sanctified.

There was a subtle glint of interest behind those almost predatorial eyes of his as the emerald orbs caught the angelical image that was coming their way, his mischievous grin turning into a real smile in matter of instantes, a soft growl escaping his throat as the innocent looking redhead sat right next to Ace, not one of threat or jealousy, tho he had to admit he had being growing all the more jealouse of his friend the more he saw the Mekhet at this meeting, but out of sheer delight.

"No way Ace...
I'm not lettin' ya hog all the beautiful girls anymore, dude." Johann finally said in an almost definitive tone, despite his joking demanor, as he rose rather quickly, graceful as the killing machine he was meant to be, muscles tone and ready for action, even if right now he just used his strong arm to pass himself over from the row of chairs behind them, landing dexterously on the spot right next to Char.

The smile still obvious in his lips, his handsome face directed at his friend still, as he added, even if his faintly glowing green eyes where already focused on the beauty that was now 'between' them "There...
So much better"

Charles tries to find a seat some what close to Lady Dupree he had something to ask her after the meeting was over.

Micheal sits in a seat close to the front of the room if anyone was going to be recognized tonight he wanted to be first.

Mrs. Scotts decides to leave without Jason. She heads over to the theater, and is both shocked and impressed by the sheer number of Kindred there. She knew the city had grown but this was...impressive. And she wasn't just wanting to run in terror anymore. She had some strength in her beast now, and felt her self desiring to shred some ingrates. She also noticed how seating seemed to be by covenant. With a deep bow to the covenant...WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? She kept her calm demeanor, but fear had definetly jumped in her at the sight of the giant skeleton. She maintained her bow, and then sat with those of the First Estate; disappointed that Mr. Andrews hadn't joined yet.

During this whole time a myriad of other {background} Kindred file into the theater and sit scattered about...none seeming to follow the this is Covenant area more like this is the seat I like.

{Need Neil and Veritas to give me a wits+comp roll, pm please}

Arnold is, like many, in awe of the sheer amount of Kindred residing in Sacramento. The beast within him urges him to escape the place, throwing aside any obstacle in his path. He tamps it down, reminding himself and his beast that his power lies not in his blood. He begins to understand just how powerful and influential the Prince must be to maintain order in such a crowded city. He notices some attention being drawn to the figure of Ezekiel. After looking over and seeing for himself, he recognizes that he's definitely the tallest creature he'd ever seen even if he did look like a strong wind might snap him in half. Continuing to scan the room, one thought in his mind is that the Kindred in Sacramento were, by and large, a good looking bunch. Scanning the crowd, he begins picking out those who were the exception to that rule. He'd learned that good looks made some people feel in some ways special and superior, though this was not always the case. Still, it'd always been his experience that he worked better with kindred who weren't so pretty.

The inside of Anton is like a snake-pit instantly introduced to a furnace, the way it hisses and spits and smoulders. He keeps it at bay by reading his own arm. He doesn't understand all of it and it's incredibly unlikely that he'll decodify it now of all times, but it had been a tried and true coping mechanism for reigning in the barely-sentient Sin lurking beneath the ugly smile. He watches how tendons and veins dance under taut skin when he jerks his fingers and looks out over the gathered.

...What a tall fellow... ...Would you look at that, a small girl, well I never. Somebody must've been going through a maternal phase, or in possession of a cruel sense of humour, either way...

He scans the gathered, hoping to see some robes of Sanctified office.

"Char..." He almost seemed to repeat more for himself then for anyone else, the smile still clear on his lips as he focused fully on the beautiful girl infront of him, admiring her gentle features, the softness and fullness of her lips and gods abode, those eyes, so bright, so as his own, and yet, completely diferent, thanking the holy, or perhaps unholy, hand that had had crafted such a glorious form as hers, his voice soft as he murmured, almost as if a thought for himself "Is it short for Charlotte?"

It was then that, thanks to Ace's rightly choosen words, the young Gangrel 'recalled' her asking for his name, Johann would had blushed if he was alive still, clearing his throat in slight nervousness, a bit of an awkward laughter adding to his voice when he added "Yeah... the name is Johann by the way...
Johann Wulfhramm"

If Ace could blush he would.

Well... I sorta fixed up my haven in case you wanted to stay a couple days... I would uh...love to see your laptop...And you know... he stammers a little.

The young Gangrel's head softly leaned to the side, just barely, like a wolf would when finding something he doesn't fully understand, even if the focused, almost awed gleam in his eyes hadn't dissapeared yet...

"Char... Cha-ru-ne-trah..." He almost seemed to taste the sounds as his mouth formed the words, if such thing was posible, it didn't seemed like he would had much ease saying it as a casual word, but it was obvious he was trying to remember it, to know it, his sigh locked on her as he allowed every soft silable to leave his lips with a bit more of confidence, hoping he had gotted it right "...Charunetrah"

There were just a few seconds of silence before his smile grew in satisfaction, making clear he liked how exotic it sounded "A beautifully exotic name for a no less impressive woman...
Besides I like the meaning a lot"

The young Gangrel's eyes followed those of her as she looked down, into the pit, his own curiosity being awaken once again for what was going on down there, whatever it may be, even if so far it didn't looked that impresive or interesting...

Her words make it a bit more suspicious tho, a Masquerade breach, what could it be? Specially big and important enough to have to forcefully gather all Kindred in the city to talk about it?

And on top of that a missing Seneschal...

"It probably has to do with the Seneschal dissapearing" Johann stated with a shrung, sitting a bit more relaxed against his seat.

The smile on Johann's lips almost banished completely as he noticed how Char's eye wondered towards that man, a soft growl escaping his lips without him even noticing it, his whole relaxed demeanor being dropped as he almost seemed to get himself ready to attack, mouth shrinking to a line, hiding the fangs untill just the right moment, like the predator he was, eyes focused, bright, almost feral, hands slowly moving across his ripped jeans to find his knees, shoulders and arms tense ready to pounce, if a Hungry Beast is bad, a jealouse one can be much worse when you are a Gangrel...

In matter of seconds tho, the man reeled the Beast in, forcing it back into its cage, they barely knew each other, this was not the time to start pounding his chest like he was some sort of... whatever.

His eyes going quickly back to her, still as bright as always, but not as feral anymore, focused again, in control, he would be blushing burning red if he was still alive, thankfully, such was not the case, so he tried to restart the conversation into far more... productive grounds "Who knows...
Still not totally sure of how the whole 'political playingfield' works here in Sacramento, having come back so resently and all."