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Of course you may, my animal-kin friend. That would be the person who can produce a large amount of one of my favourite colours. Don't panic, no one has me on board at the moment. Oh, might I trouble you for your name? Rest assured, there isn't a paticular reason I seek your moniker. Curiosity alone compels me to ask. Ward gave a little grin as his speech slid from understandable to odd.

Ah! So the knuckle-dragger caught on, eh? Ward chuckled as he followed at his own, steady pace. He felt a little cornered, being the only Malkavian on the scene, but he was secure enough to make slight insults. He bore a stereotypical view of most Brujah, but this one seemed to scratch right up to the stereotype. The Gangrel with the group seemed a good enough lad. He had that observing look on him, and the lass at his side probably gave him some sort of 'second strength', a stronger will, something like that. That Johnny one was a little reckless. Ignoring Malkavians wasn't a terribly smart thing to do, especially when it came to the True Seers among them.

Caerul stepped away form Fiona, more towards the center of the two vampires, giving them both looks, similar to the look a parent will give two bickering children.

"Quiet now, the both of you. Right now we be on a mission, and have pressing matters to attend to. Now please, I don't want any bullshit going on right now, I am in quite a hurry, so let us get this over with. Save your fights for when we aren't doing something important."

After his small tirade he moved back beside Fiona, and quickened his pace towards the club in order to see the Prince.

Johnny also moved towards the two. "Jack, knock it off, we've got bigger things to worry about than this kook." he jerked his head in the direction of the club "Come on, let's get the ******** out of here"

malkavians he thought and sighed internally.

"Lad, my words will probably have no effect on you, but always remember, you don't wanna ******** with people you don't know. Your ignorence is their strength."

His voice sounded almost as if it had aged, that of a wisened druid, even though he still held the body of a 19 year old, save for some war scars and animalistic features.

Jack sighed again. "Yea, your right man...thanks for having my back Caerul." Jack felt even more like a child. When it came to the time he was sired he was younger than almost everyone there, so technically he was the child. He turned to Johnny, "Im holding you to the beer offer dude, HAHA, Im broke!"

Fiona follows loyally next to Caerul, her body glowing with affection and trust, and the smells of the night exciting her. Her head was down slightly, and she began to sing softly, a beautiful, haunting, alluring melody, as she moves

[[loves. I'm grounded, so i'm only going to be able to update once and a while. Pete, you have full rights to puppet master fiona in my abscence. Any storyline you would pick for her, would be perfect, and I know it. I'll catch up when I get back. I love you all, and I'm sooo sorry]]

Ward caught up with the group and stopped behind them, doubled over and gasping for air. It had been quite the sprint to his apartment and back. Thought... the knuckle-dragger- He realised that the Brujah was about to interject. -not now... and his... band of merry men... and the animal-kin's lady... might like to know that... the jester wants me to keep an eye on you. The Malkavian had now straightened up. So... this leaves you with a choice. You can either kill me in a way you see fit, or you can give me some out-there claptrap to give to the jester. Or, I could just you leave be and go on my way, but I prefer giving the false one lies. Much more fun.