Moon Over Bourbon Street<br/>Something Wicked This Way Comes<br/>Ximen, Heirarch of New Orleans<br/>Frederick, Heirarch's Provost<br/>Malachi, Chief Sentinel<br/>'Burin' Elijah Warden, Thyrsus Free Council<br/>'Vulpes' Prof. Elliot Van Graaf, Obrimos Guardian of the Veil<br/><strong>S.J. Jones, Acanthus Free Council</strong><br/>'Damon Jones' Tsutomu Fujimoto, Mastigos Silver Ladder<br/>'Obsidian' Reine Valentine, Moros Adamantine Arrow<br/>'Áfriorda' Elizabeth Brown, Thysus Mysterium<br/>August 22nd, 2005<br/>Royal Sonesta Hotel – Private Suite<br/><br/><br/><em>Dammit…</em>thought SJ,<em> Dasmmit Dammit dammit, and bugger.</em>Much as the young woman wanted to say no do it your self, something popped into her mind. Nan. Now though this ‘street rat’ seemed taciturn and had the appearance of one that would be rude an offensive to everyone, her Nan had taught her manners, even if sometimes took the back of her hand, to remind her. Elders had to be respected in most cases. For the most SJ still followed this simple rule. Sometimes she could almost imagine the woman giving her a ghostly clip around the ear is she misbehaved.<br/><br/>“Cam’ ‘e re ma’am I’ll give ya an ‘and.” She did offer and arm and help the old lady up, after all its Nan would have expected. However why had none of the men done it, that would have been more appropriate would it not.<br/><br/><br/>