[center][h3][color=7bcdc8][i]-Temporal... What?-[/i][/color][/h3][/center][center][@AtomicNut][/center]
[color=aba000]"Jack, Jack! Over here, my boy! I have done the impossible!"[/color] the hurried voice of Louis Ventrue called out, ushering the child-like vampire towards him.

What lay before Ventrue was... horrifying, to say the least. A cat's corpse, lanced through the skull with a Bowie knife, was sewn to a child's purple, star-speckled wizard cloak. On the flip side, two pocket watches hung from the cloak's tassels, engraved with rudimentary crosses. What the hell this monstrosity was, only the Elder seemed to know. Louis was practically weeping, a strong sense of accomplishment flourishing on his face.

[color=aba000]"Jack... This is what Vlad wants to see. Right here, Jack. This is the key to the past and the future. Ravnos can go bugger off, as I, Louis Ventrue, have completely surpassed him! This, Jack, is a [i]time machine[/i]!"[/color] he excitedly explained. He tapped the cat's dead corpse and spread his hands around his creation. [color=aba000]"See, I devised this by combining all the important elements of each House. I thought to myself 'What's sneakier than a Grangel?' A cat, of course! 'What symbolizes Ravnos?' A WIZARD, JACK! BECAUSE THEY ARE SMART! [i]LIKE WIZARDS[/i]!"[/color] As Louis began to raise his voice in exhilaration, it was quite clear he was out of his mind right now. 

Hastily, the white haired vampire threw the abomination over his head. [color=aba000]"The knife that slays the cat, an analogy for our House, feeds the life force into these clocks here, Jack! I didn't know what symbolized the Malkavians, so I just threw some crosses and shit on there. When these forces combine, Jack, it creates a temporal portal that will let me walk through time and space! Just watch!"[/color] the exuberant Ventrue spat out, speaking all sorts of crazy. Suddenly, he clasped his hands together and remained silent. The Elder was making a strange humming sound, and before Jack knew it, the man threw off the cloak. A bewildered look was on the man's face as he gazed at his surroundings. His fist knocked on the walls to make sure they were real, and he moved over to his friend, touching the tiny Prelate's face. 

[color=aba000]"Jack! I made it! The future looks... oddly the same though. Anyway, tell me what the other Houses have done so I can go back in time and know their every move!"[/color]

[center][h3][color=7bcdc8][i]-Examine Me First, Doctor!-[/i][/color][/h3][/center][center][@Akai no Senshi][@Stern Algorithm][/center]
The voices of Igraine and Augustus filled the robed Elder's ears, but he didn't stir at all. His finger ran across the text of grimoire, wanting to finish this paragraph before he addressed either of them. This particular section concerned the treatment of anxiety with valerian root. Perhaps this would be useful for a certain someone. 

[color=a187be]"Intriguing..."[/color] the man muttered before he closed his large book, his golden eyes falling on his prisoners. A cold, aloof air followed him as he walked over to the 14 year old looking vampire. [color=a187be]"Igraine, it has been quite some time. I remember when you were just a toddler. London's little miracle. You were quite the demanding princess even then. Your father never paid you any heed though. I have yet to understand why you still remain in Amaury's domain, but perhaps you crave his blessing. I can tell you now that such an endeavor is... nigh impossible."[/color] Unlike his demeanor, his voice was soothing and calm, welcoming even. Marc felt some sympathy for the girl. To live in the shadow of someone so... cruel and inhumane was heartbreaking. [color=a187be]"If you find you can deal with the pain no more, you are always welcome in my halls. It would not be the first time I've had someone with his blood in my House."[/color] the Elder extended an invitation to the girl. Beneath those eyes of hers, he saw that Igraine could be greater than what she was. Whether or not she would listen, well... It was Amaury's daughter he was talking to, so he doubted she would defect to him.

He digresses from the vampiress and turns his head to the human. The man absolutely reeked of Ventrue. [color=a187be]"I should tell you, human, that I am no thief or rogue. The white powder is of no concern to me, nor do I wish to feed on you. What [i]does[/i] concern me is a vampiress and a human trying to murder each other in my presence over this. Consider this a parley."[/color] he is blunt and concise with his words. He walks back over to the table and fetches the strange powder. [color=a187be]"Madam has informed me you came to her with this substance. I assume you were sent to identify its properties, so I shall inform you." [/color]

He strides just in front of the human, running the powder through his hand. [color=a187be]"This is a new product brought from South America called coca. It can be used as an anesthetic for certain surgical procedures, but it is mostly abused as a nervous system stimulant. Before now, it had yet to reach England. I am sure Amaury imported it, the clever fiend he is."[/color] he lectured, probably boring the two of them with his scientific approach to his wording. He diverts his stare to Igraine. Without missing much of a beat, he jumps right into another lecture. [color=a187be]"This was stolen right from under your father's nose. Although Amaury did not notice, Louis Ventrue took it from him. I am constantly amazed by that man's boldness as it was in plain sight of Francois and I. Ventrue, I assume, sent his Aspirant on a suicide mission then since he would, naturally, not know what this coca was. The man is too... ignorant... to understand his actions."[/color]

Afterwards, the Elder produces two filled needles from his robes. Each contains a foreign, purple sizzling liquid. [color=a187be]"Now, I hope I have informed you of enough to be at peace with one another. You will go back to your masters with what you have learned from me. Igraine, I shall return your narcotics and pike back to you, as I don't wish for you to be harmed tonight. Amaury has zero tolerance for failure. And you, human, shall return to Ventrue with what you have learned, but do not be surprised if he has forgotten about your task already."[/color] With that, he took one needle and injected the substance into Augustus' veins first. No amount of writing would break their chains. Then Marc advanced on Igraine, implanting the same liquid into the Grangrel. At first, there was no impact on them, but that would soon change. 

[color=a187be]"This liquid will ensure you don't remember this place. You will remember my words, but nothing of what you have seen. Also, don't try to kill each other. I'll be watching you."[/color] 

With that, both of Marc's captives went limp. 
[hr]Augustus and Igraine wake up in a deserted alleyway, backs against the wall and lumped upon one another. The vampiress' pike is wrapped up again, and the human's pistol hangs from a holster at his waist. Passersby comment on them, either mistaking them for the homeless or two lovers.