[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9e0b0f][b]Российский императорский цирк[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][color=9e0b0f][b](Russian Imperial Circus)[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

	The guard who had initially spoken, and indeed seemed to be taking the lead due to a firmer grasp of the English language than his counterparts, breathed a heavy sigh at the words of the London native at their gates. "Da." he started, taking on a weary tone. "I have not met Sister-Knight yet. Saw her vith Great Bazhooli. Many come to meet her tonight. Maybe Lady Crypt, but have not met her, either." He changed his posture from to something more attentive, laying his hands on his belt between a short saber and a wide bore pistol. The guard straightened to his full height and stated flatly, "Changes nothing. No admittance tonight. Sorry for inconvenience."

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=c0c0c0][i][b]Sister Mary Ignatia Hale[/b][/i][/color][/h1][/center]
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[sub][color=c0c0c0]"In that renewal there is no longer Greek and Jew, circumcised and uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave and free; but Christ is all and in all."[/color][/sub]
[hr][color=c0c0c0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Russian Imperial Circus Tent City (Regent's Park) [/center][hr][hr]

	As the Graveolase settled in to await whatever served as the presentation of the Russian delegation, she had to admit a certain sense of building wonder. Having seen a little of what their Training allowed them to accomplish, she was very much looking forward to a full force showing of their ability. Now, based upon the information provided to her by Veta, Vladimir, and the Baron, they were not technically supposed to present themselves in this manner. As least not traditionally. The Circus was pushing the boundaries of an organization that held immense power worldwide, and they were doing it because they had absolutely nothing to lose. It was an all-or-nothing gambit, and Mary could not wait to see it. 

	Naturally, she could not tip her hand. Giving away any clue of their plan would spoil the surprise, whatever it may be. Seeing as it was planned by her new and massively eccentric friends from Russia, it was guaranteed to be memorable. Mary also felt that it would be in bad taste to open a dialogue with Ludwig, considering his status presently. He would be up for judgement by herself and the rest of the Graveolase; having already given his demonstration and awaiting the word of the Council, any further unsolicited contact might be taken as an attempt to sway the decision. Mary wasn't even sure if that was a hard and fast rule, but as her teachers passed along to her in her formative years, "Shun the very appearance of evil". Not really evil in this instance, but somewhat unethical. Unfortunately, "shun the very appearance of somewhat unethical" doesn't really roll off of the tongue quite as easily. Besides, the man seemed to have his hands full with a curious Virginia. 

	For the meantime, Mary concentrated her attention on those around her. The representatives of the Graveolase were an interesting bunch. She could not tell much in the way of a single qualification common to all of these people, except that they had no difficulty speaking their minds at any given opportunity. Regardless of gender or religious background, they all seemed to be in some sort of exclusive club, viewing each other more or less as equals. Or at least acting like it around her. She must be something of an oddity to them. 

        As the lights dimmed, she caught sight of the Japanese representative looking her way. Mary looked back, maintaining her classic serenity, then nodded toward the center ring. The show was starting. Inwardly, she was a little kid again. This was going to be fun.