Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
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IC: Gregory Wolf and Bishop
Bishop took hold of it and brought it up to his eyes. "My sire, you will know peace at last." He looked at one of his Vamp-goons. "Go fetch the antidote now. We don't have alot of time."
"Now that you have the little key wanna stop acting like the fat kid in the candy store and get your ass to your sister and help her or do I have to drag you there," Emily told him with a smirk.
"My, how the little mouse roars now," Bishop laughed and then abruptly stopped as the light in Emily's complexion darkened considerably and a severe look crossed her face.
"Emily," Greg said raising his hand between her and Bishop as if he could stop her.
Emily continued focused on and glaring at Bishop, "And you might wanna get a stronger leash for the psycho bitch Ivy... She is to blame... well her and whoever was on the phone with her promising her control of the city."
Bishop raised an eyebrow at that. "Ivy? She knows better than to plot behind my back. She knows the price she'd pay if she disobeys me." He turned to one of his minions, "Go find her, and bring her to me."
"Yes Bishop," Someone said from the stairs behind him.
Greg looked up and saw what looked like a middle-aged woman making her way down to them. She had a severe expression on her face. It reminded him of Mrs. Crabtree, one of his gradeschool teachers, who favored punctuating lessons on behavior with her paddle.
"Go to your sister," She continued and Greg noticed Bishop instantly shed his teasing pain in the ass obnoxious attitude as he turned to look up at her. "And that Key will never see use. Is that clear."
Bishop stiffened and the fingers of his hand that held the key tightened into a fist around it, but despite that he bowed his head saying, "As you wish, Mother."
Greg quirked an eyebrow at that, "That's your Mom?"
The mother after reaching them continued to Bishop ignoring his question, "My brother gave too far into his madness just as we suspect you will do in time as well."
Bishop's jaw clenched but he bowed his head deeper and said, "Yes Mother."
"Just like my daughter and clearly yours as well if the ghost child speaks truth." she turned to Emily. "Ghost child... Who can confirm your words against Ivy?"
Emily straightened and said, "Rayna's late husband Batai heard and saw the one called Ivy harvesting the tree and talking on a cell phone to someone who she reminded they had promised her the city for her eliminating those that stood in the way."
"Assemble the council," Mother told all the vampires gathered around simpering in this...creature's mere presence, "We will go and speak with my niece and see to her healing personally."
"And Ivy," Greg asked.
"Bring the accused as well... NOW!"
Half an hour later they and Mother and Bishop and the vampires from the hotel filled the townhouse. They went upstairs and when Batai saw them he glared at Mother.
"Bishop may approach and treat her," He growled at her vehemently, "But you will not step one foot in this room while Rayna can not defend herself from you, bitch."
Bishop took hold of it and brought it up to his eyes. "My sire, you will know peace at last." He looked at one of his Vamp-goons. "Go fetch the antidote now. We don't have alot of time."
"Now that you have the little key wanna stop acting like the fat kid in the candy store and get your ass to your sister and help her or do I have to drag you there," Emily told him with a smirk.
"My, how the little mouse roars now," Bishop laughed and then abruptly stopped as the light in Emily's complexion darkened considerably and a severe look crossed her face.
"Emily," Greg said raising his hand between her and Bishop as if he could stop her.
Emily continued focused on and glaring at Bishop, "And you might wanna get a stronger leash for the psycho bitch Ivy... She is to blame... well her and whoever was on the phone with her promising her control of the city."
Bishop raised an eyebrow at that. "Ivy? She knows better than to plot behind my back. She knows the price she'd pay if she disobeys me." He turned to one of his minions, "Go find her, and bring her to me."
"Yes Bishop," Someone said from the stairs behind him.
Greg looked up and saw what looked like a middle-aged woman making her way down to them. She had a severe expression on her face. It reminded him of Mrs. Crabtree, one of his gradeschool teachers, who favored punctuating lessons on behavior with her paddle.
"Go to your sister," She continued and Greg noticed Bishop instantly shed his teasing pain in the ass obnoxious attitude as he turned to look up at her. "And that Key will never see use. Is that clear."
Bishop stiffened and the fingers of his hand that held the key tightened into a fist around it, but despite that he bowed his head saying, "As you wish, Mother."
Greg quirked an eyebrow at that, "That's your Mom?"
The mother after reaching them continued to Bishop ignoring his question, "My brother gave too far into his madness just as we suspect you will do in time as well."
Bishop's jaw clenched but he bowed his head deeper and said, "Yes Mother."
"Just like my daughter and clearly yours as well if the ghost child speaks truth." she turned to Emily. "Ghost child... Who can confirm your words against Ivy?"
Emily straightened and said, "Rayna's late husband Batai heard and saw the one called Ivy harvesting the tree and talking on a cell phone to someone who she reminded they had promised her the city for her eliminating those that stood in the way."
"Assemble the council," Mother told all the vampires gathered around simpering in this...creature's mere presence, "We will go and speak with my niece and see to her healing personally."
"And Ivy," Greg asked.
"Bring the accused as well... NOW!"
Half an hour later they and Mother and Bishop and the vampires from the hotel filled the townhouse. They went upstairs and when Batai saw them he glared at Mother.
"Bishop may approach and treat her," He growled at her vehemently, "But you will not step one foot in this room while Rayna can not defend herself from you, bitch."