Monica answers her phone, a smile both on face and in voice. Grandpa used to call me effervescent when I did things like that…I miss him. At the halting English with a heavy Russian accent that comes across the line from the man on the other end the younger Kindred takes pity and quickly switches to Russian to ease the conversation, smiling at ( Read more... )

Monica idly looks at the information Meg had given her, debating on which avenues of investigation to follow before the official order is given to look into the situation. After a few moments of thought she flips through her contacts in her iPhone and pauses only briefly before dialing Sergei’s number - hoping he has the same one as before. Before ( Read more... )

After sleeping on her jet in an attempt to hurry the repairs Monica roused the next morning with a much clearer head. She dressed and washed off the make-up she had awoken with, it wasn’t subtle enough for a meeting with the Praetor, while waiting for Viktor to awaken. I owe him my life most likely…

Once Viktor had awoken she curled up against him ( Read more... )

For the first time in a while Monica groaned in protest as the sun sank beneath the horizon and she returned to wakefulness. She quickly re-oriented to being in her Jet’s cabin and one hand reached out to touch Viktor’s still chest while the other moved to rest on Warcrow’s Gladius. One step at a time, one breath at a time. The world must persist ( Read more... )

Monica locked the door to her office and keyed up the security video that would help her find Bennet via his ID Card and then turned to also pull up the video footage outside to get the License Plate and Description of the woman who participated in the Bite and Drop earlier that evening. You know, if that stubborn old man would just carry a damn ( Read more... )

Monica roamed the new club in Hot Springs, smiling as all the guests complimented it in various ways or assured her that they were enjoying themselves. The security line buzzed quietly in her earpiece and half her mind processed it while she circulated. So far it looks to be an excellent evening.
( Until Jonah pulled her to one side... )

Humming softly under her breath Monica lightly taps the keys to enter in her password and presses her thumb against the pad for the biometric scan, smiling slightly as her laptop powers on. Thank you Finn dear.

She continued humming as she deleted the emails from the main list and a few other pieces of trash and then suddenly stopped when she ( Read more... )

Monica’s fingers slipped from the keyboard as her mind, for once, went completely blank save for the feeling of panic that was slowly creeping in. She shoved the laptop away as if it had burned her and curled up into the one shelter that would not fail her, Viktor. “What troubles you milady?”

“Aunt Aukuete was VII…” was that why Grandpa said she was ( Read more... )

The V Legion lined the great room with Ominotago while Owen directed the ceremony. They all stood behind the traditional Legion shields and watched as the cohort of new recruits marched into the room in military fashion. Monica’s expanded her senses in turn, letting the portion of her brain that was counting cadence fade into the background. The ( Read more... )

I've retired Jess - My LS Nos, and created a Crone Gangrel Nornir type.

http://wiki.white-wolf.com/camwiki/index.php?title=Haldis

Please poke me about ties, she's going to be from the 1700s on.

:)

krista.guthrie@gmail.com for those who don't have it