Amadeus Lazarus (sanguinemagic) wrote in nybynightic, @ 2020-08-12 21:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | activity type: log/thread, character: amadeus lazarus, character: the confluence |
Time for that little chat
The house before him was not that haven.
And people said his apartment was a bit much. Or rather they would if anyone but Ariel had ever been in it. Something he planned on keeping that way.
But this—this was something else entirely. Obviously the Confluence was not worried about people finding out where he was living. Which told Amadeus that he needed to tread carefully. He didn't actually know anything about the Malkaivan. He could be able to walk into a murder house for all he knew. Which was why he had texted Ariel the address of where he'd be in case the Malkavian was completely off his rocker.
Which of course is the reason Amadeus knocked before entering. Or rather would have if he had been anyone but Amadeus. No, no the Tremere had to cause the front doors of the place to open with a flick of his wrist and then walk in like he opened the place.
"Lucy, I'm hooome."