A meeting with the king

[kozeph]

His second night in this great city of filth. the night sky was clear and the stars shone, a beautiful night Allan thought, He drove idly Till he spotted the Empire State building, what a horrible piece of architecture crossed Allan's mind it reminded him of his time as an architecture student, he brushed the thoughts away. It was time to make a proper impression so is hunt could continue

Allan parked his old Van in the underground parking of the colossal sky breaker, he was being watch, by to many eyes that could not be seen Allan knew. He always dislike this part, introducing himself to the puppet master of a city, here there was no room for his private games, no room for messing with people and he had to be presentable less he makes the wrong impression. Here he had to bow, here he had to clean boots and wait for a treat.. The thought left him with bitter taste in his dead throat.

Allan waited for the elevator to take him to the puppet master room, the would be king of this town. He found a lovely young secretary sitting behind a desk. how lovely the vampire thought. He walk passed her, "call the lord if you would be so kind"
he asks politely but firmly without taking his eyes from the massive doors. waiting for the king to make an appearance

A speech was already made in his mind, like he always did to any ventrue he met. He would bow, he would act inferior and harmless enough to be given pitiful tasks and work his way to be given in return for his work the information he was always looking for...

Allan made one last look at his attire, he wore a jean and a clean white shirt, the closest he ever was to being in a formal attire, his messy hair as always remained the same messy mass and occasionally getting is his view.

[Iota]

Some nights were quiet, some were busy for the Prince. It would be apparent that this night was a rather busy one. If it wasn't his employees requesting this, that and the other, it was a kindred. Still, this didn't bother Julian as he had been doing this for almost half a century now. The usual routine for Julian would be to wake, have a large bag of blue blood, reply to the mass amounts of emails then check to see what the Primogen have requested. The Primogen, an interesting topic for Julian, a board of directors from his point of view. Which is fairly close to the truth but he had to fill in or deny requests and make sure the general well being of their clan was kept up to speed. Just one of the jobs that the Prince had to adhere too and he had no quarrels about it.

Julian had known about the particular kindred who as approaching his top floor penthouse apartment and this particular kindred was an interesting specimen to say the least and Julian would have to tread carefully if he were to successfully wrap this vampire around his finger. Julian responded to the cal from his secretary by just pressing the buzzer to open the grand doors. The doors themselves were designed to open not too fast, nor too slow and to give off the aire of pomposity. Julian, in the meantime had poured himself a glass of blood wine and sat up straight in his executive chair behind his desk and sipped from the glass as he sat in a posture of authority, awaiting for the arrival of this particular ex-sabbat Kindred.

[kozeph]

A true prince this is Allan mused in his head as the massive door opened. he couldn't help but smirk. He step in with confidence but with respect. "Evening ruler of the city of New york " Allan says as he gives a gallant bow to the chess master.

"As you are aware of my identity and probably know my intentions Ill be blunt" The jester says as he finishes his bow "I'm looking for another of my clan, one of the last elders of my clan to be precise. My sire if you care to know"
He says showing a smile that its meaning its only known to Allan.

"So I offer this, Ill be your pawn for a while and you give me the location of my sire." he bluntly puts it to the prince. No doubt he had better things to do than waste is time with a member of a near extinction clan.
"I'm no murderer or hit-man but I am a competent infiltrator, spy man and more " he says with a cunning smile "Ask your friends in the south if you like" he says nodding at the king. hopefully didn't knew the kindred from Orleans Allan thought. nasty busyness he reminded himself..
"What say you king among kindred?"

[Iota]

Julian had remained quiet as the new comer addressed his proposal, he had mixed thoughts on the whole situation, it was some what..odd, but he remained emotionless whilst he was calculating several scenarios and deciding how to utilize this new comer to do the prince's bidding, for there was always work to be done and not always enough hands to do it at any one time. Prince Hartford remained silent for about thirty seconds after the new comer had finished his speech before speaking.

"I have dealt the final death to many a kindred who waltzed into my kingdom and acted like you have..." Julian paused, never removing eye contact, but in the that time he took a sip from his glass of blood wine before continuing, he raised a slight eyebrow "But, you were humble about it and are willing to work... something rather lacking in the young ones these days.. your saving grace.." Julian leaned forward and picked up the newspaper in front of him and read the front page before sliding it across the desk (link to article).

"This killer is not a mundane kine, it is a supernatural.." Julian smiled softly to himself as he continued to speak. "Seek out this killer and if it is a kindred, deal the final death.." Julian took a sip from his glass "and if it is not..." The Prince laughed softly " nice meeting you.." Julian stood up from his chair and walked towards the bay window as he looked upon his kingdom, he hadn't finished just yet.

"I've shown you great clemency, prove it was not a wasted gesture... do not come back.. until you do... Good evening." Julian interlocked his arms behind his back in a regal fashion as he finished his speech.

[kozeph]

Allan gave a light bow after he was given his task the prince had said his speech "Anything in particular I should know of that town? who is the most influential group there?" he asks while looking at the ventrue, as the prince looked over his domain. An imposing figure to be sure a man that knew much and told little and that little was on whim thought Allan if he felt it like giving information. A true prince of the Camarrilla he thought how cute.. He would have smiled if the situation wasnt so dire.

after this assignment was done he would try the anarchists or the sewer dwellers next.. provided the puppeteer releases him...

"If this... murderer is not one of our kind, should I dispatch him? or leave him to his own devices?" he ask grimly hoping it was not a dreaded werewolf.

[Iota]

The Prince closed his eyes for a mere second before sighing and eventually lifting his head up whilst still looking out of the window. "You will do well in this un-life to figure things out for yourself.." The Prince stated with a tone of annoyance in his voice. After a few moments, Julian looked over his shoulder slightly "There is a man, his name is Duncan Fenris..." Julian looked back out of the window upon his domain "he can be found in the Central Park area when he is with in the city limits.." He smiled to himself in quite a menacing manner with his back towards the kindred "Now, leave me before i have you removed.." The Prince returned to his regal stance awaiting for the next kindred to waltz into his domain to ask for something.