University Court of Prince Li-Cultural Center.

Clarissa Bingleton and Senchenal Catsgrace stand in the corner conversing with one another quietly.
"So, why did you not answer your phone?"
"I had it on silent, as I didn't want to attract any unwanted attention by it going off."
"And you didn't have time to call me back?"
"I thought I would see you today, and it gave me time to think of what to report."
He raises an eyebrow.
"I know how that sounds, but I meant how to phrase everything."
"Go on."
"Alright, from what my contact said, it appears someone is coming. To the Sabbat, and possibly anywhere else he can get away with. A Sabbat inquisitor. He's looking for signs of the infernal."
"Good, at least they have one redeeming feature to them. God has quite a sense of humor, I was a Calvanist minister you know."
"Yes, sire, I remember."
"...what do you make of the primogen? Do you think she's over-extending herself?" He whispers.
She looks around.
"A dangerous question, ... I think she is thinking similiar thoughts about you."
He raises an eyebrow, "What leads you to think that?"
"a little bird told me."
"Did it now, intersting, well let us prepare for the night."
"Yes sire."

A figure slips silently into the room.
Dressed in traditional dark muslim garb, she stands against the wall and looks out at the room behind her veil. It is Allana, Assamite (Anttribu?)Scrourge of Atlantictropolis!

Tremere deputy Mars Aegis strides in next, classic greeco-roman looks, a known follower of the Roman God Mars. He gives a wicked grin at the sight of Clarissa, who hides slightly behind the Senchenal.
He walks up rather stately.
"Senchenal." He bows, and peeks behind him.
"And Lady Clarissa, how does the evening find you?"
She straightens, "Ah, Mr. Aegis, what a pleasant surprise." She puts on an obviously faux smile for him.
"Deputy." The Senchenal says in reply. {She needs to learn to stand on her own two feet...ah that a girl.}

Prince Li makes an appearence, dropping from above.
She straightens up.
"This court is now in session, is there any business?"

The Senchenal walks over and whispers something to the Prince.


"It seems the Inquisition may be in town, this is as of yet to be confirmed, all of you are to especially avoid breaches of the Masquerade at this time, and ...if anyone is trafficking with the forces of hell, now would likely be a good time to stop." She has a hint of a smile with this statement.

"I have things to attend to, Senchenal you have the floor."
She leaves.

The Senchenal smiles and sits.
Deputy Aegis leaves.
There doesn't seem much more business and soon everyone goes home for the day.