Carter watches with veiled amusement as the clans sound off, barring Deirdre from domains. He crosses his arms over his chest again as the scourge back off... He lets everyone say their piece knowing, public forgiveness is one thing... theres still alot that could happen to Deirdre because of her threats...

Zaine sets down the battle axe against the wall and says " IM going to be keeping my eyes on you deidre, Im hoping that your brothers stupidity does not infect your whole family, BUt well have to wait and see. Just remember if i hear about one little slip up youll recieve no mercy and get the same fate as your brother." He keeps his glare on her for a few seconds afterwards obviusly trying to be quite intimadating.  

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Deirdre stands and without any words or regards to anyone present leaves, pushing through the crowd and heading straight out the door.  A mixture of fury and despair overwhelms her.  It's not that she could give a shit about these Kindred.  This is the first time she'd ever stepped foot in this God damned casino, and she has no thought of ever even peaking her head into the sewers.  All are meaningless threats to her, a girl on the outs who was already well-alienated from this crowd of the damned.  

She doesn't know if she'll ever make good on any of her threats.  But she does hope that when the Sabbat comes roaring through here, that the first one they rip apart is that smug shitface of a Sheriff.  And if she's the next to go...well, it wasn't like she had any plans for a future anyway.

We truly are damned, she thinks as she shoves past successive doors of the casino and out into the streets.  We are worse monsters than the Sabbat.  At least they have the strength and conviction to admit to themselves what they are.  We...we just hide like cowards behind a mask of civility that has no real substance.

She finds her bike and swings up onto it, gunning the motor loudly.  She swings out of the parking lot in a wild roar, blazing away and leaving the congregation of the damned behind.

I look around the room and nod and smile about Hyde’s words. As I start think about it. You can only take Kant’s words seriously if you believe in free will. Did Cayden have a choice in this matter, or was he just acting on probability determined by his past experiences and environment? That still does not excuse him for his actions, but then they would not truly be his own. They were already decided long ago and it’s hard to change something that is already written in blood.

Kant stated these libertine ideas only to justify punishment only because his actions were his own, but this does not include the prospect of coercion. If I’m not mistaking the whole point of the Dominate ability. Proving that even if there is free will and he may have been under the influence of misguided truth put into his memory by some obfuscated enemy. He should not be put to death but maybe I just think this because I made plenty of enemies here tonight. Mainly just the attack dogs that do not have the intellect to comprehend the game at hand. They’re playing a game of cards blind folded and ignorant of the rules and they still boast about how they’re going to kick your ass.

I still can’t believe the Toreadors caved on a matter of passion. Deirdre was acting out of pure emotion and was rejected by her clan for one of the key principles that they were founded on. I think there’s something wrong in this situation. Deirdre is young and should be punished, but they decided to throw a boiling pot upon the fire. She is now alone and hurt. How many deaths are caused by people who are hurt and full of passion? I look around trying not to make eye contact with the Regent because I know my ass is going to be handed to me on sliver platter once I get back to the Chantry.  

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Vittorio watches the goings-on with a bemused smirk.  In some strange way, he's touched by the girl's pleas for mercy.  He's never been one for the mushy business -- love, sympathy, etc.  They've always just been emotions to manipulate as far as he's concerned.  But the girl's display is touching.  If he were the prince he might have spared that corpse on the dolly...for now.  That girl would have been indebted to him, and he could have used her as his tool.  Now, she's just an enemy.

He can't help but chuckle at all the threats hurled at the girl.  The massive Nosferatu amuses him the most.  If any of these mooks had any sense they'd see that she's just a distraught girl.  What sort of reaction did they expect from someone who just watched their brother publicly executed?  A curtsy and a polite permission to leave?  All in all this evening has proved...colorful...to say the least.

*Her eyes follow Deirdre's every move, they do not leave the girl until she is out the door. She closes her eyes for a moment and can almost make out the sound of her bike revving off then tearing though the streets.

Slowly her eyes open and she touches fingertips to her temple, silently she watches the others then slowly moves away and leans against one of the walls, arms crossed over her chest.

She doesn't know if what happened was right or wrong, for the good or the bad of them all...but it's happened and there's no turning back the hands of time. Kara casts one last look towards the door, empathy creeping once more into the marrow of her bones, yet only for a second until she clawas it out and throws it on the floor.*

After the emotional outbursts and tense moments the court is dropped into an eerie silence. The execution served its dual purpose. Reactions were heard and noted...

Carter waits as the scourge fall back to remove the headless, rapidly decomposing corpse of the prisoner. Paige will also remove the axe from the room...

Once they have gone Carter will again speak.

'There are more traitors among us and their blood is forfeit and free to be hunted. On this day i declare the blood of Randolph Carter, malkavian Primogen, The shug monkey, a nosferatu ancillae, and Collio blade smiles, a caitiff neonate anethema.'

Three blood hunts in one night, right after an execution. If Carter had a swastika he'd be wearing it. Proudly.

'Randolph has betrayed us all and turned the mortal willworkers of the city into our enemies.'

'The Shug monkey was seen by his elder, Beauty conspiring with Sabbat agents in the tunnels before the bombs went off in the mountains.'

'And collio Blade Smiles, masqueraded as one of us and has been revealed as a Sabbat Mole. If you had any association with her you could be in grave danger.'

'Should you come across any of these kindred you are well within your rights to destroy them or take their blood. But beware, all three are capable and will put up a fight if cornered.'  

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*A brow raises just slightly as she watches the clans turn against Deidre, amusing and disgusting at the same time. Her eyes follow the girl as she leaves, could be potential in that one. Her attention moves back to the Prince as he calls three blood hunts... does he have no control over those in his city? She's found that blood hunts are not what they used to be, they no longer interest her, not that she wouldn't kill them if she found them. *

Turning to Shade once again, Hyde gives him a half smile, "No one retains the services of someone with your... talents idly. I am somewhat confident that you will be seeking all three of the Hunted in due course. This Randolf has slighted me personally, and while I have no desire to step on your toes, I have something of a vested interest in seeing him suffer. What say we keep things friendly? In the old days, we called it a gentleman's bet. Nothing is really at stake, it is simply a matter of honor. I shall not hinder you, should you find him first I only wish to watch him die and I will extend the same courtesy to you." He then extends his hand, as if to seal the deal.

Rose continues to stay quiet and still. If there was any sense at all to be made from all this, she certainly couldn't see it.  Thought of her little shop with longing.  Right now, it seems a calm, cooling green oasis in the midst of an Arrakeen Desert with a coriolis storm to one side, monstrous sandworms on the other, Saurdakar warriors to the front and fremen warriors to the back.  

Shade turns to Mr. Hyde...

"You continue to surprise me Mr. Hyde, and you are correct in assuming that I have a vested interest in tracking down each of those to be hunted.  I accept your wager, it has been a great long while since I've had as much fun as I suspect i'm about to."

Shade will politely refuse the handshake, very much aware of the strength in those hands and arms.

"I wish you the best of luck Mr. Hyde, and i've not doubt we may very well see each other..."out and about". "

With that Shade wil give a bow to Mr. Hyde, and return his attentions to whatever remains to be said at this court.

"Smashing!" he replies with a grin "Nothing like a little friendly competition to give something and edge. I look forward to it as well."

He also turns his attentions back to the main event.

Standing a bit irritated at my lesser, I step forward "It shall be as you desire my liege, those that oppose the righteous shall fall. Let any whom oppose the judicious hand of our fair prince," with a glance at those in attendance,"Be driven from the land and hunted to the ends of the earth, never knowing respite. Our vigilance shall not fail, for the Camarilla is the law, and our only hope. Guide us as you see fit my lord and we shall be as your legions, trumpeting death to all whom oppose your will," as the Regent falls to his knee, bowing to the Lord of Sanfield.  

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Zaine stares at the regent, And nods in agreement "Yea lets kick some ass!" HE says with a grin obviusly trying to piss the regent off by ruining his dramatic rantings.

 "Eloquently spoken as always, you truly have a gift for words dear Sheriff." Turning back to Prince Carter, he nods his head and steps back assuming his previous position.

As the room settles, awaiting further words from the Prince, or his dismissal, Hyde grins at Zaine's ridiculous outburst and moves through the crowd towards him.

"Perhaps it would be wise if you and I were able to contact one another in a pinch... You got a card or somethin' in that fancy suit?"

"Im suprised you dont Know dont where to find me, I thought you nosferatu kept track of everything." He smiles to hyde and reaches into his pocket to give him one of his companies business cards. "There you are, any way i might reach you if i require any muscle."

"Oh, I know where to find you, it's simply bad-form to be showin' up unannounced." Hyde returns the grin, mumbles the digits printed on the card and quickly pockets it  "Aside from the fact that it's inconvenient and infinitely more time consuming than a simple phonecall."

As he turns to walk away, he pauses, looking back to Zaine "...And 'keeping track of everything' as you say, would be putting it lightly." He turns away once more and moves back towards where he came from. Before Zaine can remind Hyde that he failed to give his own contact information in return, his phone dings or vibrates, or whatever it does when he receives a text message.

It simply reads: "Just dial the operator." and there is a number.

At this point, Vittorio steps forward, and makes a deep, gracious bow to the prince, spreading his arms in the manner of a a medieval courtier.

"Good Prince, per the Traditions of our society, I present myself to you with a petition of habitation in your city.  My name is Vittorio Orlando, and with your permission, I would like to take up residence here in your city."

 The Regent looks with interest at the well spoken gentleman.
(OOC - Well Done, an excellent introduction)