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Post by quima on Mar 3, 2016 8:55:06 GMT
Mio entered the institute with Barnabas keeping close watch by her side, he wasn't going to let anything happen to his new mistress. Mio clutched her butterfly pendant, she always did when she was nervous. Holding the letter in her other hand she asked for Silverbird.
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Post by Anna Robinson on Mar 3, 2016 21:09:30 GMT
 Mio was greeted a few minutes after asking for Silverbird by a slender woman, wearing rather comfy looking clothes that were not overly dressy, or showy, just comfortable looking. She smiled warmly, her very presence offering almost some sort of comfort just by being there. She was more than likely one of the most attractive beings ever spotted by the younger looking girl just arriving (Appearance 7), her smile just so alluring, as though inviting someone to become her friend just with a look, so they can be near her. Then she spoke, a sing-song voice that fluttered voraciously with each syllable, almost quiet, as though forcing someone to lean in just a little bit to catch her words, "welcome to the Silverbird estate... My name is Kayleigh Fletcher - and who might you be? And how may Madame Silverbird's aide assist you today?" she asked, her hands clasped before her waist gently as softly glowing purple eyes lay upon the woman - and for the briefest of moments, Mio could have sworn she saw slightly pointed ears beneath the woman's hair. |
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Post by quima on Mar 4, 2016 10:34:53 GMT
Mio looked rather confused, but the girl looked friendly enough so she held out the envelope.
"Oh, erm, the colour told me to give her this."
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Post by Anna Robinson on Mar 6, 2016 0:31:02 GMT
"The colour? How intruiging..." the woman replied with a soft smile, her fvoice sounding genuinely interested in the small woman before her.
She took the envelope offered, carefully opening it up to read through it slowly, nodding to herself every now and then as she did so. Then, her smile returning to her lips, she would glance over to Mio, speaking once more in perfect Japanese - albiet rather accented, as aforeign speaker would naturally do, "very interesting, please do follow me, little miss, I will guide you to Robin at once..."
And with that, she half-turned, motioning further into the museum, "however, I must ask that your hound remains here. Have no fear, nothing bad will come to hm within these walls..."
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Post by quima on Mar 6, 2016 15:55:40 GMT
The letter, written by a Dr. Grey of San Francisco, was a simple introduction of Mio Kurosawa, a newly embraced Malkavian who, sadly was being passed around as she was troublesome for everyone. She could be left alone however, so long as she had her dog. Dr. Grey asked she be allowed to stay in Independence and that, for safety, someone checked up on her at least every couple of nights to make sure she remembered to eat properly as she was likely to forget.
"Oh, erm, okay. Barnabas, you have to stay. I'll be alright, you stay."
She followed the woman silently, head bowed, grasping her pendant, not even glancing at the art displays.
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Post by Anna Robinson on Mar 6, 2016 20:58:32 GMT
The woman almost seemed to glide as she walked, leading the way through the gallery, past all the paintings, sculptures and tapestries, until she reached a large, grand set of double doors. She would knock once, pause, then slowly open the twin doors, "milady Silverbird," she said with a slight curtsey, "may I present miss Kurosawa, one of yours, I believe..." she smiled, turning to the side to motion towards Mio as the girl came into the lavish office.
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Post by quima on Mar 9, 2016 10:26:14 GMT
Mio entered the office, clutching her pendant. She didn't look directly at the prince. Her gaze rather seemed to be fluttering nearly everywhere else, never settling. "Oh, erm, hi." She said insecurely. "The colour told me to come talk to you."
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Post by Robin Silverbird on Mar 9, 2016 12:42:01 GMT
"The colour?" The prince looked puzzled, more by the girl than the large chess set that she hovered over most nights. Her form would lift from the seat and move to the other female.
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Post by quima on Mar 9, 2016 15:45:56 GMT
"I had a letter..." Mio said uneasy as she looked at Kayleigh. "The colour said to give it to you."
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Post by Anna Robinson on Mar 9, 2016 18:22:39 GMT
An amused smile would creep across Kayleigh's lips as her eyes lingered upon the Prince. Carefully, she unfolded the letter, adding a slight tug at the end to create the noise paper makes when it is abruptly straightened, calling attention towards it. She held it out slightly, a devilishly mischevious look within her eyes as she waited for Robin.
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Post by Robin Silverbird on Mar 9, 2016 19:42:08 GMT
Robin would keep an oddly straight face, though would peer into the girl's eyes as she sauntered to stand beside the Fae. "Might I ask who the colour is?" She'd coo, gently. It was obvious they were dealing with someone unwell, and she'd rather her not have an episode in her office. She'd look to the paper as Kayleigh snapped it, waiting for a dramatic reading.
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Post by quima on Mar 11, 2016 13:00:06 GMT
The letter read:
Dear Lady Silverbird
I hope you will forgive me for sending you Miss Mio Kurosawa so suddenly and without any warning.
Truth is, her sire, try though he might, has reached the end of his rope. Being an old friend of her family, he wants to help the girl but her condition is worse than most and that has so far been impossible.
I myself am not prepared to take full responsibility for her either and so, we searched for somewhere she could stay that could be considered 'out of the way'.
She chose Independence herself. Due to it's location and political climate we tried for days to dissuade her, but she was quite adamant, she wanted to be independent.
We gave her (to) a dog, who's an older ghoul of mine and will look after her so that is taken care of.
She shouldn't really be much trouble so long as she remembers to eat.
She's odd and the poor thing has been through a lot but she does try.
She doesn't have a bad mind, beneath it all, only her thought process has been greatly damaged by all she's been through.
I am quite certain, she will prove an asset to you, should you allow her to stay. I am told she was a student of psychology and folk-lore before her mind became so troubled, and quite exemplary in both fields when her age is taken into account. Those skills and the occult knowledge that she had gained is still in there, it only needs to be looked for.
If you think you may find her useful, you need only make sure she doesn't forget to eat, as her mind may wander. She is not dangerous and Barnabas will look after her for the most part.
I hope you will both benefit from this arrangement and again, that you forgive me for the suddenness of the whole affair.
Should you allow her to stay, I am in your debt.
Dr. Theodora Grey
Malkavian Primogen
San Francisco
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Post by Robin Silverbird on Mar 16, 2016 11:32:30 GMT
The Prince sighed heavily, glancing to Kayleigh with a look of. sheer annoyance. After all, she didn't have time to watch over someone who needed as much care as this one needed. She was unlike any Malkavian she'd ever met, the others made sense...and thus she would turn to the girl, looking her up and down.
"The Colour has placed you in my care...and I am going to reccomend you go see Doctor Walter Morgan right away. Here is his card. He will be a huge help." She'd produce a very clean, well organised business card.
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