Script ReWrite: Chapter 1: An invitation

[Vardaen]

"Hey Cockroach face, do that again and you'll be walking home." Duke spins around in the chair, stands up and takes two steps to the door and opens it to let Leo into the room. "Just because the only thing that will follow you has forty eyes and eats shit, doesn't mean the rest of us don't have friends." He motions Leo into the room and into a chair next to his own. He licks his fangs staring at the Nosferatu with a bit fo contempt, clearly the two aren't getting along too well.

[od]

As Duke rises to fiddle with the door Harold reaches across the table to the dossier and spins it around. Glancing quickly through the first couple of pages he seems to move to fast to have really read anything. Spinning the folder back towards Duke as the Venture sits down Harold rises, "I'll call you if I get any leads." He let's the group know and then promptly walks out the door and begins crossing Elysium headed for the elevator.

Harold.

[TetNak]

Bard says, "Let's not worry about it too much until we get back home." He waves everyone along. "We can get a better look at everything there." His voice drops, "The Prince might not want this to be common knowledge. Lets not discuss it here."

[MadVlat]

Shrugging off the insult of the Ventrue much as a parent ignores a disrespectful child. "Have you all forgotten where we are? This is elysium, obviously the prince doesn't fear what was said in this room so why should we"? Casting a wicked glance at the meat puppet as he enters the room. "Of course the prince was not worried about outside ears either". With that said Foster turns back to "IT'S" master, the bared yellow fangs of his maw fully visible as a small critter skitters across his gumline and disappears behind his cheek. "May I now see the dossier dear colleagues? We have quite a bit of the prince's leg work ahead so shall we get to work?

[Vardaen]

"The Bugman is right...we are far safer here than we are at home. Camera's, Private room with no one watching us but the Prince's security guards, Elyssium, all that jazz. The minute we leave here we are easy targets. Lets get what we can from this before we go." He pulls out two pages of the dossier and then pushes the rest of it into the middle of the table to let the others fight over it like a pack of Garou. He reads the two pages, about current friendships and boyfriends carefully.

[Bave]

Given the sign Leopold enters the room, still keeping an eye over his shoulder. From when he managed to hear so far the task involves a girl... maybe a target who saw too much. Whatever the case the ghoul actually agrees with Bard - this is hardly the best place to discuss such matters.
"Will we be having... guests tonight, sir?" he asks Duke, glancing not so discretely at Foster as he does so.

[Bitom]

Harold gets into the elevator and rides down, leaving the rest of the coterie to discuss the assignment on their own.

OOC

Splitting Harold off into a solo

[TetNak]

Bard rolls his undead eyes as the other do not 'get' what he is saying. "Fine. Let's go through the files here." He waves a hand at the table, "Spread them out. Let's see what we have."

The brujah sighs, "Hopefully no one takes an interest and wonders what all of us are doing back here. Eh? Then later when they follow us out, they sweep out of no where and make the stupid ghoul tell them, or one of us for that matter. But if they have no reason to follow us, or care, then that might not happen, eh? But you all know what you are doing ..."

[MadVlat]

Pulling the partially emptied dossier to himself Foster begins to drink deeply of its contents; things like her address, boyfriends name if any, and favorite pastimes. "Duke what information do you have there that need be guarded instead of shared amongst us". A centipede runs in and out of the Nosferatu's hairline as he looks up from the folder in front of him.

[Vardaen]

Duke looks up, "Oh for St.Peter's sake Foster, I'm not hiding shit, I'm reading something. Its called sharing you..." the centipede runs out of Foster hairline and his train of thought derails, "...oh Jesus Christ, what the hell is wrong with you man? Leo, remember to buy some Raid or Off or something tomorrow." He looks visibly disgusted with Foster's affinity to insects.

He looks at Bard, "That might be a point, then again, we have the safety of the room now, why not use it. Plus if we have questions, the Prince might be around to answer them. Look here..." he takes the two pages he has all about boyfriends and shows them to the group, but keeps them upside down so Foster has a hard time reading them.

The boyfriends section of the dossier is fairly extensive and leads you to understand that this chick doesn't stay with anyone very long, and doesn't get really attached to those she's with. Of note is that the most rescent recorded boyfriend lasted nearly three times as long as most (3 months) and that they broke up 2 weeks ago.