[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Josh]

Buford, St Clair, Ashlar, Gaspare
  Two pairs of leeches
  The Conservatory of the Sinclair Mansion
   
  “And I am most pleased to make your acquaintance, sir.”  The Koldun made a small curtsey, a demonstration of etiquette from an older time and one she hoped the Nosferatu would appreciate.  She saw the beginnings of a smile beneath the worm-shroud mass of his upper lip and knew that her effort was marked and appreciated.  “Please forgive my...surprise.  It was quite rude of me and entirely inexcusable.”
   
  Buford met Lady Gaspare’s gaze with his own, his thoughts and emotions unreadable beneath his horrific and alien appearance.  “My apologies for startling you, ma’am.  I’ve learned that it’s best to treat meeting people like jumping in a pond.  Best to do it quick and get it over with.”  He allowed Lady Gaspare to reclaim her hand and turned to Ettienne’s childe.  “Ashlar,” he said, shaking the man’s hand.  “Always a pleasure.”
   
  She smoothed her dark blue gown.  “You have met Ettienne’s childe, Ash - yes?”
   
  Buford placed his pipe back into his mouth and took a long drag from it.  “We’ve worked together on occasion,” he finally said, carefully directing his smoke away from the group.  He glanced between the two, a slightly mischievous twinkle in his eye.  “I trust that Mr. Ashlar has been keeping you out of trouble?”
   
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