[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Spikey]

Ash, Alessandra Gaspare
Toreador, Tzimisce
Pressing flesh at the party
 
"Yes, please.  I would very much like to see Ettienne
again."

She takes hold of Ash's arm, allowing him to lead her
into the other room.

Ash led the way through the house, heading towards the less well trod paths. After a while he comes to a stop at a series of closed doors.

"Odd, I don't think these rooms are supposed to be for guests. Maybe we missed him? Or he slipped out back. Give me a moment if you would.!"

He closes his eyes, straining it would appear. Though she didn't know it he was trying to reach out with his mind, with his Auspex, in order to connect with his sire. Ettienne, by far the master of the Discipline, was quite enamoured of the fcat that he could communicate without words and Ash was trying to master the same level of competency. He knew at least that Ettienne tended to be impossible to sneak up on and he suspected his own inner sanctum was in fact an open book tot he Primogen.

Maybe he'd hear him calling?

"Blast him .." he began, then fell silent. After  a moment he brought his eyes back to focus on Alessandra. "Ah, he's busy for now. We should wait! With Buford I think, which explains them being shut away here in private. If we're lucky you will get to meet the fellow, a real old world gentleman right out of another era."




(tags, dear)

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