Millicent Wyndham
Location: Corridor -> Library, Heaton Hall, Heaton Park, Manchester, England
Skills: Class Knowledge (Peer), Court Etiquette, House
Millicent could feel a connection to Colette, at least on some level. The woman was in an engagement she obviously didn't want with a man that she didn't love. It was an all too common occurrence for women, one that was hitting home hard for Millicent right then as she was left with little to no choice in the matter of whether or not she would marry Rutherford. Even if she hadn't been forced to, because of what had occurred over the last twenty-four hours she would be left with either being an out cast for the rest of her life, or a bride. She began to wonder if either was actually better than the other or if there was perhaps a third choice. Right then, death or life as a Soulless was a step up from her current situation if it had not been for her trying to protect her sister.
"You have my most heart felt condolences. Tis a great pain to be forced to wed without affection, I pray your time here in England is a pleasant respite from the days behind and ahead of you," she said in a tender and introspective voice. Trying to straighten her back as she sat there on the reading sofa she cringed slightly. Pain was ever present but there were moments when it seemed to creep up and make sure it was known. This was one of those times, and it appropriately coincided with the arrival of a
man at the door.
Stopping for a moment he glanced around until his eyes landed on Millicent. "I was beginning to wonder where you were my darling, I should have thought to seek you out here above and beyond all places. Only you my dear would be among the stacks during an event," he said. There was a hint of something in his eyes before he pushed it away and smiled as he stepped into the room fully and over towards Millicent. Her eyes darting over to him and she found herself swallowing hard. Bracing herself somewhat. Yet even though she feared what could happen when he was around being public put her slightly at ease. There was another in the room, she knew that would hold him in his place, at least for now.
"Oh yes, do forgive me. I was a bit overcome by the day, travels and all and needed a place of quiet for reflection." Her voice was timid and quiet as she spoke, her body tensing as Rutherford sat down next to her and brushed a tendril of hair out of her face.
"Yes, most understandable. It has been a long journey from England. Very hard on the both of us. We shant be much longer here," he added before looking over towards Colette and rising from his place. "And where are my manners. Who would this wonder be before me?" he asked.
Millicents eyes shot over to Colette and she swallowed hard once again before rising.
"Oh please forgive me. Please let me introduce Lady Colette de la Fontaine. Lady Fontaine, this is Lord Richard Rutherford, my fiance," she said quietly as she introduced the two. Rutherford reaching out to take Colettes hand and kiss the back of it, if she allowed.
Elizaveta Romanova
Location: Main Tent, Russian Tent City, Regent Park, London, England
Skills: English, Diplomacy
Elizaveta took in what Mary had to say, which was a lot. She had to wonder if perhaps Mary had a bit of Circus in her. Though she was not flamboyant on any level she did have a presence about her. Yet that thought could wait as Mary went on. It was an interesting speech and presentation in and of itself. It did help that she seemed to take a stance for both Germany and Russia right then. It was validation, more than the council had ever given her people from what she knew. Yet something tickled in the back of her mind and before she could respond to Mary her eyes glazed over and Elizaveta went into a trance of sorts. One that Mary had seen before, as well as Virginia.
"And this is one reason why they were never invited. How can they help when at any moment they are rendered as this. In the middle of a battle where they are to have anothers back, to suddenly fall defenseless. It is a great draw back," the representative from China said. He hadn't said anything since before the presentation began but it was obvious now where he stood in the matter. The Vodoo queen agreed it seemed by the smug expression on her face.
"And yet with some others we are willing to stand over them and protect them? I see little difference," Lee Ko piped in. Bjorn was just grinning from ear to ear as he watched. He was snickering as well but it was for completely different reasons of course.
Blinking Elizaveta looked around and found herself back among those speaking. Stepping forward she rose her hand slightly and finally gave answer.
"Arch Graveolase, you do your position proud and are going to make strides for the council and the position the likes the volrd has yet to knov I believe. I thank you for the acknowledgement of my people and their skills, given to us by the grace of our lord. Yet my heart tells me this is not the place for us. Not nov. The council has centuries of prejudice against mine, and it seems many others. I shall still have to decline. I feel that perhaps it is my path to seek life elsevhere. Among the other outcasts." It seemed she was still intent on forming her own council with the German and apparently others, others she would have to seek out.
"I ask nothing of this council save perhaps one, the chance of an alliance one day. For now, I dare not bring my people into the fold, for while I have all the faith in God that the Arch Graveolase is pure, there are tainted hearts that would need weeding out and removed from the chance of corruption before I feel it would be prudent for my people to be a member. Having said that, Russia vill alvays come to the aide of Dame Mary Hale," she said with the slightest nod of her head.
"Oh I like her," Bjorn chuckled as he rubbed his blonde beard and glanced about. This could turn out to be very interesting. Very interesting indeed.
Ludwig Zimmer
Location: Chair, Main Tent, Russian Tent City, Regent Park, London, England, Europe, Northern Hemisphere, Planet Earth
Skills: English, Observation, Mental Stamina, Unacknowledged Soulless/Countries
Outcasts, in the shadows they dwell. Forced from the light, away from the sun. In the darkness and dank, yet how they blossom. Oh yes. A flower in the darkness. A lily among the thorns. Paths less traveled. Less worn, less torn apart. Never direct, beating around the bush. Flaming bush. Talking bush. Bushy hair, with rats. Voodoo, who do, you do. Can't do that voodoo she does because the flower just shut her the hell up. A twitch in his eye and a tug at the corner of his mouth Ludwig smiled as he batted away the firelillies that could sweep into his ears when he wasn't paying attention. It would be easy for them then. They were everywhere after the embers burned where they not? Well perhaps not. It could all be in his imagination but then again, if he drew it, it were true. Oh phooey.
Wait, she still turned the council down? He was going to stay by him? Wait, he had been given an invitation to the table? To two tables?
"I was starving and not it seems no more. So much on the plate. A child, a seat, another seat. Oh my this is splendid. Yes, very much so. What do to do, what do to?" he said, muttering to himself as he drummed his fingers on the base of his chin.
Adam looked over to James and blushed. "I don't know how I did it... Could I teach him?" he asked as he pulled on Ludwigs sleeves. Spinning he shook his head.
"We only collect, we cannot teach. He has no mentor, you have me. No. He is Crypt. He should learn," Ludwig said as he leaned down and opened a journal. Pointing to the teamed Mamushka and Tatushka.
Sisters and brothers, blood. Yet, he can learn so much, he added before standing up and spinning as he looked up at the hole in the top of the tent where the smoke from the show fluttered out of.
Adam sighed but shrugged a bit and nodded. "Maybe I can learn to take you with me?" Adam suggested to James. "We could go anywhere couldn't we?"
"You could seek life wherever you wished," Ludwig said in half a daze before snapping his fingers and grinning.
"Yes, we go. With her but friends. I can use friends. You need friends. Friends are good," Ludwig said to Mary before looking over at Virginia and grinning as his shoulders pushed together shyly.
"And friends of friends are good too." 
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