<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=29183.msg1105820#msg1105820">Quote from: RubySlippers on 01-02-2009, 22:32:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"May I have permission to be in your declared territory if not I shall leave, John.," she was always a stickler for protocol and she respected his "claim" to the school. No more odd than her claim to the leadership of the Caitiff and over the Rack also unofficial. And so asking permission is fine she never asked John has like all sect Kindred standing permission to the Rack. "I travel to our Elysium and cut through here on the way its a bit shorter I come in peace there is a matter of importance this evening.," she explains simply.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>John the Gangrel</strong><br/><br/>Admittedly a little surprised that another of his kind would stop in the area, except to feed or perhaps one of the Tremere or intellectual Brujah, John didn't immediately come near the car.  He glanced around surreptitiously, checking for the trap, before heading over.  It looked like he was checking traffic instead.  Long practice and the mild paranoia instilled by living . . . whatever . . . in a city under siege fairly recently helped.<br/><br/>That same safe paranoia stopped the Gangrel a good two arms' lengths from her.  After a nod of greeting, he listened.<br/><br/>"Not my turf, kid," John replied with a shrug, "Never declared nothing for it.  Just keeping an eye out to help Octavian.  Don't need my permission here, just don't break any rules."<br/><br/>Perhaps the pack mentality, maybe another sign of the clan's bestial nature.  He may have had a bit much of the wolf in him.  Others had seen it before, although thankfully not too often.  There was that blood hunt back in Ohio, though . . . a whole group of Gangrel chasing along was enough to scare most Kindred.  Add their Brujah and Nossie back-up . . . whew.  'Course, those Nossies of Eric's back there had been a piece of work, damn neo-Nazi bastards.<br/><br/>(OOC: Just sticking in a bit of the last chronicle this character was in)