<strong>Name:</strong>Kifah, Tariq<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Bronx, specifically at Munsee-Hudson Expediting and Storage<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tim, Monica, Alice, Faith<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20090720064347/residentevil/images/thumb/7/7b/Oded_Fehr.jpg/250px-Oded_Fehr.jpg)<br/><strong>Tariq</strong><br/></div><br/>Tariq listened to McCallum, affecting boredom when the Ventrue antitribu talked, but actually was interested. It did not do to inflate McCallum's already overblown sense of self-importance. The man was already convinced he was more intelligent than the whole pack combined and more world-savvy than even Tariq, who'd been alive before McCallum's mortal mother had first been shoved out of some woman's twat and given life in the world. Despite Tariq's less-than-kindly personal opinion, he'd played the intrigue games of the Sabbat, which were far deadlier than that of the Camarilla, for a long time.  But when he heard about Longchamps Investor Funds, he frowned and said, "Suffice to say that there are Sabbat interests in the bank. I will pass this information to Bishop Orozco personally after the Vinculum tonight. As for van Gursten, I will leave Kifah to discuss the matter of who should do the digging with you all as a group."<br/><br/>Both Assamites perked up as more arrived--Kifah not so enthused with the arrival of Alice...because Tariq's eyes fixated on Alice with a hungry look. The Templar stepped over and took Alice's hand in a mockery of Camarilla courtesy, and he kissed it, saying, "If it isn't my favorite debauched Toreador." But his kiss was depraved--the tip of his tongue darted out to tease Alice's middle finger tip for just a moment before releasing her hand from his strong, cold, and dead grasp.  It had been Tariq that had invited Alice to the Vinculum intially...and judging from Kifah's incensed glare, it was not with the approval of the pack priest.<br/><br/>Tariq's dark eyes twinkled with amusement, and he said to Kifah, "Go open up our territory's home-away-from-home, childe. I prefer the Vinculum be held indoors. Less suspicious." She irritably did as he said, not out of fear, but because he had a point. Tariq greeted each the arrivals personally, however, after seeing Alice. He turned to face Monica, his dark skin blending in well with the night, and he said, "Come now, my delectable Ravnos<em>antitribu. </em>So quiet. So behaved. Entirely unlike you. Come over here--I'm having to incite Kifah to act like a bitch on your behalf while you stand over there silent."<br/><br/>For Tariq, this gathering of vampires meant someting important. This was a chance to serve Polonia himself through Orozco, and he had get these miserable wretches in line. As such, the situation had to be perfect. The Templar, unlike the other members of the assembled group, had noticed a woman up on the roof, and he was unfamiliar with the new Gangrel (and she had to be a Gangrel, certainly, bloodied and predatorily stalking at a distance like that), wondering what Sasha would think of this new miscreant...or possibly a contender.  He thought that it was likely Kifah had recruited the woman to add additional support and weight for her own selection as Ductus, although it was possible Kifah, as a practitioner of the Honorable Accord, thought it was necessary to bring new blood into the Sabbat flock.<br/><br/>So it was with some scorn, his lean muscles tensing with the urge to do violence and resisting, that Tariq called to the woman on the roof, "If perching like a goddamned raven suits you, by all means, stay on the roof. My boot will be along to shove your ass off shortly. If, on the other hand, you're here for the Vaulderie Kifah is holding, best to come down, neonate, before I make you come down."<br/><br/>Tariq disliked coyness. What he disliked more was Kifah inviting the woman without his express permission...but he felt it was his duty as a member of the Sword of Caine to educate neonates, so with ill-grace, he tolerated this. He muttered to Monica, "Oh, look, someone else that annoys me more than you, Ravnos. You're losing your edge."<br/><br/>Kifah opened up the side door to the warehouse, and she gestured for them all to come in. There was a large industrial-grade sink in the back where a Vinculum could easily be done, and the warehouse was a maze of boxes and supplies. Crates of weapons dotted the place, and it had the new and fresh odor of a place well-traversed and always stocked with new things. If McCallum looked around, he'd likely notice that the supplies in here meant big money--this was a well-stocked Sabbat cache.<br/><br/>Kifah called out, "We'll have to wait for Sasha, Soveryn, and at least one other individual before the Vaulderie begins." Her voice cast a slight echo in the crate-filled room, which was unsurprising, considering the size of Munsee and Hudson.