almond 09-17-2008 08:29 PM<br/>Azhar shot Memnoch a sideways glance from his travesty. He maybe old, but he acted like a fledgeling.<br/><br/>"Money is useless to our kind, brother Memnoch, unless it is used as a tool. Besides....<br/><br/>....lift one finger within Elysium and you'll be hunted by every Kindred here or in any city that you go to the moment you step outside. Even the Prince is no exception to this rule. Elysium is the only place we can talk without violence anyway. To break that tradition would be costly," he did not pause to hear what Memnoch had to say, but turned towards the Prince and bowed again.<br/><br/>"By your leave, I must prepare for the presentation for tonight. Simply call me and I shall be with you post haste."<br/><br/>Azhar turned around and left for another part of the Elysium somewhere on the second floor of the building. His 'corner' if you will. Some of his equipment were stored here to gain trust from the Prince. Nothing ground breaking, just normal things like servers, some surveillance equipment. Most importantly, it houses his LCD projector and the screen. He doubt his point would be made clear with his small eeePc alone.<br/><br/>Before he left his storage room, he went to his server and typed a new command before executing it. Smiling with satisfaction, he proceeded to exit his corner of the Elysium carrying the equipment over his shoulders.<br/><br/>braioch8201 09-18-2008 02:12 AM<br/>Memnoch's laugh boomed through the room. He turned towards Azhar first.<br/><br/>"If money were no problem then the Prince wouldn't have made it such,"<br/><br/>He turned back towards the Prince and smiled coldly, clearly enjoying himself.<br/><br/>"As for you your highness," his tone hinting at sarcasm, "I want nothing to do with your throne, so worry not. Also I am not a vampire with allegiances to anyone by nature, including yourself. So in order for me to have the "honor" of serving you, at the very least I expect to be compensated some how."<br/><br/>He leaned back, the humor erased from his face, and took a swig from the glass near him. He made a face at the taste and waited and thought to himself. Sometimes it was wiser to make a comprimise.<br/><br/>"Hmph, fine, no monetary value, but I expect to be involved in whatever you plan with the dogs in regards to this new human group. Also either permission to feed on vampire blood during all of this, or at least have a vampire deemed a traitor or whatever to me? I believe this of all things should be deemed acceptable, if not, I have no problem leaving this city behind on it's own. Their are many more who would gladly have me."<br/><br/>With that, his mind set, he leaned back and waited patiently.<br/><br/>Aviose 09-18-2008 11:20 AM<br/>Quote:<br/>Originally Posted by braioch8201 (Post 229151)<br/><br/>"As for you your highness," his tone hinting at sarcasm, "I want nothing to do with your throne, so worry not. Also I am not a vampire with allegiances to anyone by nature, including yourself. So in order for me to have the "honor" of serving you, at the very least I expect to be compensated some how."<br/><br/>He leaned back, the humor erased from his face, and took a swig from the glass near him. He made a face at the taste and waited and thought to himself. Sometimes it was wiser to make a comprimise.<br/><br/>"Hmph, fine, no monetary value, but I expect to be involved in whatever you plan with the dogs in regards to this new human group. Also either permission to feed on vampire blood during all of this, or at least have a vampire deemed a traitor or whatever to me? I believe this of all things should be deemed acceptable, if not, I have no problem leaving this city behind on it's own. Their are many more who would gladly have me."<br/><br/>With that, his mind set, he leaned back and waited patiently.<br/>Aviose stared hard at the upstart vampire, wondering if this creature was really worth the trouble he might be. But at least he had enough sense to not attack Aviose, in his office at least. Aviose did believe that he didn't seek his position, but one could never be too careful.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, you will have plenty of chances to spill human blood in the coming days. If you wish to be involved with the werewolves hunt for the humans then I give you leave to join them in their assault." He said after a tense moment of silence. "As for blood, we have plenty of human blood for you to feed upon while we shore up our defenses. I'm not fond of vampires feeding upon one another, no matter how strong it makes you." He said, a bit of distaste in his voice at the mention of diabllre.<br/><br/>"But if you wish to leave my city, I will gladly bid you safe passage to it's limits. The choice is yours." He finished, placing his hands upon the desk before him, a single finger tracing along the pommel of his blade that sat sheathed out of sight within. He almost found it a shame that he didn't get a chance to use it, but there would be other times.<br/><br/>braioch8201 09-18-2008 02:00 PM<br/>The Prince's distate for his taste in blood made Memnoch smile again, he always loved watching vampires squirm at the thought of the cannibalism of it.<br/><br/>"Well that's not a no on feeding on vampires, so I'll take that as a whatever. For your sake I'll just stick to rogue vampires, I've found that I can no longer live on human blood any longer, a curse of having fed on Immortal blood for far too long."<br/><br/>He shrugged as he turned and gazed around the room, well decorated, finely done, a not so subtle hint of an age far gone. It was always the way with immortals, they never really do escape the age they lived in as mortals. Hell, he couldn't escape the cold, logical, and blood spilling days of his as a mortal, why should anyone else be any different?<br/><br/>An idea flashed in his head as he turned back towards the prince, he knew the idea might cause a stir, and he decided descretion might be the best option. He bowed curteously, keeping his face still and lacking any condescending or obscene emotion.<br/><br/>"Also my lord, I humbly request one more thing. Not a demand, merely a friendly request. That if you should so desire, that I receive one, and only one friendly battle between yourself and I, not to the death, or any real damage, a friendly battle, between two worth opponents? I will take no offense if you decline of course, merely a request...a curiosity."<br/><br/>Memnoch waited stilly and patiently for the response.