The fourth week of training had Monica pumped. If Adrenaline still flowed through her veins she’d have been at dangerous levels. This was the week they tied everything together and did simulation operations in the city of Peoria. Teams, tactics, actual application and adaptation of the lessons taught. A strong urge to prove herself to her teammates ( Read more... )

The third week continued with the punishing for me at least combat training, only adding Small Group Tactics into the mix - which Monica didn’t do half bad at. Her mind loved puzzles and when given a problem and knowing what her assets were - well at that point it’s mostly simple problem solving. Mostly. Hah.

The classroom material got much more ( Read more... )

Monica felt an unexpected, but welcome, surge of pride as the rest of her Unit stood at attention as Centurion Owen gave them their welcoming speech and paired them up with their Battle Partners. She looked across the barracks and sized up the rather significantly larger and older Kindred that she had been paired with and suppressed an outward grin ( Read more... )

 Monica smiled slightly and leaned back a bit in her seat as she listened to Alder Priscus Pontius Spurius, self-proclaimed Ruler of Constantinople after the fall of the Camarilla, complain about perceived insult in a Harpy Report that she had put out some months back. Benny had mentioned he was upset, but really - over that? Tsk tsk, pride goeth ( Read more... )

Monica sighed and closed out yet another email on her laptop and shifted slightly as her gaze moved slowly over the security monitors artistically scattered along the far wall. As exciting as things were in some areas, she always found peace and safety at home. Well, so long as Viktor is here.

Her green eyes finally landed on her half-packed bags ( Read more... )

I'm so sorry I haven't been posting lately.

Real life has kicked me in the balls with work and stuff to get done. I'm hoping to get something up soon.

<3 to you all.

The video-conference with Madame Prince la Porta ended several minutes ago and now Monica is both mentally and physically curled upon herself at the end of a couch. Using a kerchief, and being careful not to touch the items,  she sets out a rather nicely kept antique pocket watch and a small sapphire pendant on a silver chain in front of her. So ( Read more... )

Monica looked at her notes, scribbled in an odd combination of all the languages she knew, and then looked up at the draft of her Report for this gathering. Giuli's notes are kinda sparse....I'm gonna have to add s'more in here... The sound of her keyboard and nails meeting repeatedly filled up the otherwise quiet Haven. Even the mental-space that ( Read more... )

With the Lasa gone it seemed the city was happy to quiet down. Court had been pleasantly quiet all evening, except for a brief outburst by Jezebel at Sariel…but it resolved itself quickly and without much fuss. Now there was just a small meeting with Sariel to end the night…He’s been behaving himself so well…other than that text message earlier. ( Read more... )

The three of them sat around a table with Lacrima in their glasses and finally the small talk ceased. They had come for business after all.

Dwayne McGuiness reached into his jacket, pulled out his cell phone, turned it off, and slid it away again. "As I believe you are the initiating party, you have the floor first. I, of course, am not of grieved ( Read more... )