Her inbox had no unread emails, the Message Glass was dark, and the large, carved oak desk free of reports and papers. Margareta smiled to herself, for once not paranoid about the quiet, about the lack of direction. She expected holding three jobs to be a lot of work, but once she had herself organised and settled, it turned out to be less work ( Read more... )

Beep beep beep beepMargareta's alarm sounded on her computer. 30 minutes till dawn ( Read more... )

Margareta hit send on her email and sat back in her office chair, smiling ( Read more... )

I am going to write a few short pieces on Margareta's background, events and people that influences her. First- the power of fear:

( Barton affected a little cough, not needed of course but it was his tie to humanity, )

Everything ooc etc etc ( Read more... )

Will thinks this is Margareta Sasul, my Tremere High Apprentice, as a Disney figure:


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(IC post, OOC knowledge ( Read more... )

(IC Tremery goodness, all knowledge ooc etc etc ( Read more... )

(first half from proxy write-up, second half my own ( Read more... )

Ashley woke up in her hotel room and stretched, enjoying the feel of the Egyptian cotton sheets. Raphael certainly didn't spare any expenses for her. She wondered where he was, whether he was ok. She wanted him here. Why? He had nothing to do with this, just provided the hotel, and the plane, and the funds, and the idea..... Ashley reached for the ( Read more... )