Elysium

[Keira Kelly]

Keira smiled looking over at Mirella and Archon. "So you two know each other well? If I'm not being too forward, that is." she said, curious at her grandsire's history.

Mirella had never told her too much of it; Keira only knew the elder Toreador was indeed quite long lived. Perhaps even older than Cyrus was. Keira herself had only been Kindred for some twenty years or so. She wondered what it would be like to see history over a span of more decades, even centuries. What would the world by like a hundred years from now? Hell, what was it like to have lived a hundred years ago?

"Prince Hamilton, I know that you are only recently out of London as well. We haven't had much chance to talk but... I'd just like to know, how is home? It's been ages since I was there." she said, reminiscing.

She wondered if she could take a trip back, if she'd be recognized any more, especially back there where her music had been more popular. It would be nice if she could at least see her parents again, even if she couldn't show herself to them. They were moving on in age and she might not have much longer to see them once last time.

[Aynn Marks]

Aynn sat back and listened; she had been wondering since the beginning about Archon; where he had come from and why he was here. Maybe now this was some time to gain some insight. She put her hands around the cup in front of her, slowly leaning forward as he began to speak.

The night had certainly gone by quickly enough; her present company had seen to that much, at least. But what was even more interesting was the turn of events back at Archon's place. What would being a childer mean for her in the future? Aynn thought back to her apartment, and how she had possibly left the lights on.....

[Archon Hamilton]

Archon smiled and tussled a hand through his hair. "Aye very true Keira. I have only just recently arrived from London. Keira...tis fantastic! People walking up and down the cobblestone streets, they way that the night lights up London like not even the sun can. No hunters, no Sabbat, just Camarilla. Tourists coming and going hoping to sample the local....fair. And of course, everyone, and I do mean everyone, from Mortal Queen, to Kindred..Queen down to the lowliest dock worker, the whole lot curse the rain.

As for the Kindred side of things, well Queen Anne is as she has always been, running a tight ship and always two or three steps ahead of her ever scheming Primogen that are ever waiting for her to make one wrong move, one misstep. They would eat her alive, perhaps even literally. For the Elders of London make the politicking that goes on anywhere else seems like children games. So for me to have retained my stating of Whip for so many years, was unheard of, not to mention my very short lived stint as Ventrue Primogen of Queen Annes Court.

Though your probably wanting to know more about me, the man behind being Prince. Well my actual name is Archon, and that is not my position in the Camarilla, yet. Its a work in progress. I was born to a wealthy family, not nobles by any stretch but we were well off. My fathers name was also Archon Hamilton and eventually we co-owned Archon&Archon. Well when I was of age, that is to say a man in my time, I took a wife, and three beautiful children."His face took on a look of remembrance, of near longing, or was it regret, remorse. Either way Archon closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them once again his charming Prince of the People self.

"Well when I was twenty six years old, I was then embraced. Miss Kelly, Miss Marks, you think an accounting of a year, is long, five, ha! Ask Mirella, I was under the Accounting of my sire for fifty years! I actually met Mirella when I was still in the Accounting actually. I remember the first time I saw her, I was still getting used to now gasping when something surprised me, but there she was, like a moonlight angel, tenderly caressed by silk, with a voice that was heaven sent. I had never seen anything so beautiful in all my life, mortal and Kindred counting. But alas I digress. So 1816 I was Embraced, and then in 1866 I was finally released to me my own Kindred.

Now note though that I kinda made a name form myself in my Accounting so not only was my Clan expecting great things from me, but so were my peers, and my Elders, along with the Elders of London. Speaking of, you my dear Keira never got the chance to meet Prince Mithras. Prince Mithras was a two thousand year old Ventrue, who was as clever as and powerful as he was old. He ruled efficiently. Queen Anne is actually his successor."Archon finished talking knowing the longwinded man he could be.

[Aynn Marks]

Aynn nodded her head, this really was quite interesting, but suddenly, another thought came into her mind. "Archon, you're talking of these things like it's no big deal; you've been around for long enough though, what of Werewolves? Ghosts? The Boogeyman? I'm not being jokey, but if we're so abundant, and exist so freely among humans, what of the others? Surely because we exist, we have to be fearful of these groups?"

She thought about it for a little while, and realized how ridiculous it sounded. "Hahaha....I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up. England does sound amazing though, is that really how things are run over there? I never would have known! At any time, could that how things are run here, even for your position?" She looked over to Keira and shot her a look, scared, "Are we all in danger from other groups trying to take us over?"

[Archon Hamilton]

Archon placed a thoughtful hand on his chin in thought, thinking how best to answer his Childe's question. Thinking that he found away he went on with it.

"Yes Werewolves exist, Kindred refer to them as Lupines, they call themselves something else like we call ourselves Kindred. I know Lupines exist because I have fought one, never in my life was I so grateful for the Disciplines of the Ventrue blood. With out my Fortitude, I would have met a Final Death swiftly, and most assuredly. Ergo let me advise this, you see one, you run, don't look back, don't stop running, and never, ever try to talk with one, they claim we stink of something called the worm and will just as soon as rip us apart.

As for ghosts, beyond the fact that they exist I can not tell you more, most Kindred that I know that have been able to see them and interact with them outside Clan Giovanni is the Toreador and the Tremere. Their Auspex is a wonderful thing and a powerful Discipline. Those he think not are all to soon proven wrong when it comes out that they have dabbled in the forbidden.

As for how things are run here, no assure you I have no intention of being a tyrant or a sycophant. Obey the Traditions, and abide by the rules of the Camarilla and I truly will be as your best friend. I prefer to be benevolent as opposed to malevolent. I find that a kind gesture and and gentle hand will get you better results that one of iron and cold command. With that said though, I can be stern. Even ruthless in my dedication to this organization as the late Brujah and Nosferatu Primogen can attest too. In order to make this place or more perfect union of Camarilla citizenry I only ask for the loyalty of my people, if not them then my closest advisers, my council, and in turn I give them that loyalty back. I do not think I ask fr much."Archon nearly takes another drink this time going as far as to putting the glass against his lips but catches himself and wipes his lips with a hiss.

[rivaan]

After his drink Vincent ordered another one. Right now he regretted that vampires can’t drink alcohol, but it was probably for better this way. The last thing he wanted, was to go on a rampage.

“Thanks for the drink…” Said the Brujah, left the payment and headed towards the exit.

As he left the club and started walking down the road towards the closest park, there were two glimmering eyes watching him from the shadows. He didn’t even notice something, just continued to walk down the dark roads of Toronto. As he was disappearing into the darkness a figure came out of the shadows around the club.

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“So you finally came … Vincent.” Jane said with a big smile on her face. That boy finally managed to come in this town.” Oh well I guess that calls for a drink!”

The woman entered the club. She hasn’t actually came to this one, she was trying to pass as a human after all, but now she had to start. The most Brujah were always emotionally unstable and Vincent looked like he was already on the verge of going off as a time bomb. She could leave him as he was now and Elisabeth did ask her to look after him.

“The things a big sister has to do…” She muttered and laughed a little.

The bouncers stopped her at the door. They apparently required documents so one could prove that she is at the legal drinking age.

“Sure…” she muttered and took out her ID card.” See twenty two.”

She quickly entered after that. “This club is nice…” Was her first thought and afterwards took a quick look around. She did recognize the new Prince’s face and some others from the news around, but her sources were all from other cities as she didn’t want to leave connections that would compromise her in Toronto. She still wanted a drink though so she went to the bar.

“I would want a drink please, a double Brandy if you have.” She said to the bartender and looked around.

[Keira Kelly]

Keira smiled again as she thought of home. When she had been Embraced, they had not stayed in London long. She had been presented to the rightful people as any good Camarilla patron did but Nathaniel had worried about those who would have recognized her, especially the ones close to her such as Marie who would have noticed right away something was wrong.

Hmm, she thought, not even the distance and twenty years away had stopped her friend from figuring it out, resourceful woman that she was. She glanced at her childe who was listening intently to Prince Hamilton speaking. She'd not had the time herself to explain about all things supernatural in the world to Marie in recent nights and the woman was finding the Prince's words extremely interesting. Looking at her old friend, she thought of how she had always felt like a sister perhaps to her bandmate but now there was a few feeling, something stemming from the fact she was Marie's Sire, like a parent. It was almost humorous though that she'd feel parental to a woman who was now physically around two decades older than herself!

She realized she was smiling when Marie turned back to look at her. "What?"

"Oh, nothing." Keira replied quietly, not wanting to disturb the conversation between Archon and Aynn. "I was just thinking of how things turned out... We would have never expected this life all those years ago, performing our first gigs, watching old horror films in school.. Even when I was with Cy back then, I would have never suspected all of this." she said, shaking her head with a wry smile. "Almost like a work of fiction."

Marie let out a small chuckle. "Too true..."

[Aynn Marks]

Aynn raised her eyebrows at the admission of the existance of such beasts. The sheer fact that things things actually were real was just making her more and more grounded in the reality that things were just going to keep escalating form here. As Archon went on, all Aynn could think about was how she really, really hoped that something like that never met her in an alley. "Wow...that's......oh dear......" was all that could escape her lips.

She turned to Keira and the others, shrugging. "So....what now?"

[Archon Hamilton]

"Now my dear, we enjoy a little rest and recuperation for it will be time that turn our attention to the Sabbat presence here in Toronto. Which will likely mean more fighting."Archon sighed "And there must still be two new Primogen from Clans Brujah and Nosferatu appointed. In short Miss Marks, business, and thus unlife will carry on as it has for hundreds of years. Your instruction will also carry on. But alas I am afraid I have as long as I can, I have to be in court in one hour and I must make preparations, suspected homicide of all things, here."Shakes head and kisses Mirella's hand affectionately and departs, leaving the others at the table to their doings

[rivaan]

“Now that’s a good drink.” She smiled after the first sip.”Hmmm…”

Something picked her attention. The Prince just stood up and went towards the exit. “So he is going heh? I wonder I should just go and meet him now…” She thought, but in the end left. In the end she decided to leave that for another day.

“So the thing is that I found that advertisement in which was written that you are looking for additional bartenders. Is that offer still active?” Jane asked the woman behind the bar.