<div class="floatleft">(http://static.giantbomb.com/uploads/scale_small/0/4859/588099-daniel_craig.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Marcus Steele<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Jade King<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>7 Mar 2025<br/><strong>Location:</strong>London, Hellfire Club, Council Chamber<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>Onyx King, Jade Consort<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None Needed<br/><br/>Marcus was not far behind Samuel in entering the Council Chambers.  he was all in anything punctual and did not play petty games among his fellows and comrades among the Inner Circle.  Wary and secretive he may had been in the efforts in which he joined forces with Samuel before, but the same would happen with other members of the Inner Circle.  Marcus however had always treated Samuel with respect, and when the position of Onyx King was available, Marcus had given Samuel his full support.  The nature of the people, the personalities, associated with the Hellfire Club and its Inner Circle, a transition of power was rarely bloodless or without conflict, but such happened when Samuel had assumed his throne.<br/><br/>Macrus did not stand much on ceremony when he entered the room.  He was dressed in a outfit right from the Victorian era, with a long tailed coat and shoulder cloak flowing and moving of their own accord, but again with his ability to manipulate and control air itself, it could very well.  The cloak itself could be a deadly weapon in Marcus's hands, with his powers.  The cloak and vest Marcus was wearing was a deep green in color, his own nod to the position he held as that of the Jade King.  He moved like a predator even when doing so from muscle memory, his stride always starting with the ball of his foot and not the heel.  As such he did not make much sound.  Again his control over the very air he could create a space where sound did not vibrate or travel at all.  Both Samuel and Amelia had seen him do so in the past so the fact they heard Marcus enter at all was another calculated gesture of respect to the both of them.<br/><br/>Marcus inclined his head in respectful nod to Samuel as he took his seat, greeting his peer first before he turned and let his hand touched Amelia's face lightly, his acknowledgement of his Consort before he spoke to the two of them.<strong>"I am willing to wait to see who else joins this gathering, but when it comes down to it, any decision we reach will depend upon the two of us, Samuel.  What is happening in the world cannot be allowed to continue.  I want to control the world, that I have made no illusion or deception, but there is nothing to be gained from anyone here on the Inner Council in ruling over a world of flames and ashes.  We need to intervene, do you not agree, Samue, Amelial?"</strong>Marcus leaned back in his chair, and the air about him returned to normal, another visible sign of respect to the people who were seated before him, an active display he was not defensive, or held his power in such a way he was going to strike at either of them.<br/>