When the Malkavians come together there are no messengers, there are no phonecalls, there are no letters or couriers.

The event was mentioned at court, a time was never set, a date was never specified. We are a clan of madness and we move as one with terrifying clarity.

The blood of Malkav calls each and every one of us to a warehouse in the industrial district. The warehouse is right on the river, with what looks like a lumber yard shielding it.

Old machinery stands tall and rusted, the building itself is mostly empty. A few scattered palettes and large telephone pole like pieces of wood lay on the floor.

This is where the family will meet. In this dark metal shell. We dont need granduer, we dont need luxury. This meeting has far greater purpose than any of us want to imagine.

Prince Carter sent his security team along at sundown to secure the area. The place is deserted, there will be no company for a half a mile...

The Ghouls blend in like commandos. The have high powered rifles and will be watching every direction. There are various areas of wet paint, shallow water, broken glass and other low tech obfuscate defeaters scattered about.

Of course, anyone willing to walk in on every last Malkavian in a city unannounced is bound to regret the decision anyway...

The stage is set, now the players must arrive.

Prince Carter is the first, after inspecting all the security he will simply wait in the center of the open room. Standing in his tailored suit and shiny boots on the grimy floor. Listening to the slight creaks of the building, the rustle and squeeks of bats. Everything has message if you listen correctly...  

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The Second to enter is one of Carter's little pets, Luna. She smilkes sweetly, even giggling from time to time. She is dressed in a white silk sundress, simply, yet elegant. Her long golden hair is left to frame her cherub-like face in soft, sultry waves. On her feet are simple silver, strappy sandles. She walks over to Carter, standing close to him, staring at him adoringly.

And shortly after, following suit, enters Luna's darker mirror image..

Lydia enters from the same direction as Luna and Carter..

She wears the same dress as Luna, except hers is black, a basic flowing silk. This dress combined with her black hair make her skin look all the more pale by comparison, a ghostly doll. Black high heeled mary janes are on her feet, raising her to stand about 5'10.  She wears no makeup. She doesn't need it.

She moves immediately to Carter, slipping her arm through his, placing a gentle kiss on his neck.

No words.

*Kara enters next, there is no car to drop her off, neither the Shelby or the Masserati are in sight; it is almost as though she's appeared by the building by some wave of a wizards wand. Slowly and silently she enters the building and heads to the Prince.

Dressed elaborately in a puffy plum skirt with miles and miles of tulle under the hem making it balloon before her. Satiny black shoes on her feet make a delicate clinking sound. Her top is a dramatic black satin, sleeveles corset, pulling her ribs into her middle. The ribbons tumble down her back and trickle onto the back of the skirt. Her wig tonight is an over-the-top white one, the strands have been collected on the top of her head perfectly and pinned up with shimmery pearl-clips; a few dainty ringlets fall over her face...which tonight looks paler than usual, perhaps it is the wig making her look so white, perhaps it is her Hunger. There is a long black cape that falls over her shoulders one that she may discart later. Tonight it feels like it weighs a ton and she doesnt think that she will need to wear it the whole time...after all this is a meeting of her clan, they may as well see her pretty, shiny guns. Her head feels funny tonight.*

My Prince *her voice is smooth as honey; she curtsies before Prince Carter in greeting* it is always a joy to see you. *After Kara rises then she looks to the girls and offers them a friendly smile.* Are these sisters I have yet to know of?  

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Luna sees Lydia's affection and narrows her eyes. She immediately moves to Carter's other side and takes his arm. She rises to her tippy toes and kisses his cheek, quite close to his lips. She giggles softly and returns to his side, grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Her eyes shift to Kara, silent as her sister.

Oh, Lydia noticed the kiss.. her eyes narrowed.. and she actually leans in, no need for tip toes with those heels, and places the softest of kisses on Carter's lips.. maybe harmless affection? Who knows... Then her attention turned to Kara with a smile as she stepped toward the girl, extending a hand

"I'm Lydia, and this is my sister Luna. And you are?"

Of course she watches all interactions involving Carter very carefully.

*She watches Luna and Lydia with a smile, thinking that they remind her of Siamese cats, beautiful, playful with sharp claws and a nasty bite.* Hello Lydia *she nods to the dark girl then looks to the light one her eyes lingering on the golden strands of the other girl's head* hello Luna. *Her hand extends to Lydia, a gentle, non-lingering shake.* I am Kara Miya, a pleasure to meet new family members. *Silently she wonders just how much the Prince is loving this and giggles inside.*

The shake was returned and then Lydia stepped back again to Carter's side, watching the woman carefully. Protectively, possessively she links her arm through Carter's once more and simply stands by his side before speaking again to Kara.

"Ms. Miya.. The pleasure is -all- mine.."

A wolflike smile appears on her lips.

She purses her lips at Lydia, she'd get her later, but she doesn't leave Carter's side to greet Kara, instead she smiles ever so sweetly to the woman.
"No no, the pleasure is certainly all -ours-," she cuts a glance to her sister. "Pardon Lydia, she sometimes forgets herself."
The face is just short of her sticking her tongue out at her sister, subtle....Her eyes turn back to the woman, and she smiles. She steps forward and extends her hand, now standing between her and Carter.
"I forget myself as well."  

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Carter watches the interactions of his children and Kara with just a hint of amusement on his lips.

Noone has met either of them, but they have been his project and pets for the last decade or so... Ever since he snatched them from their beds....

Carter crosses his arms and scans the area again. Solomon should be along momentarily... He can almost feel him.

'Randolph wont be joining us...' Carter announces, more to Kara than the twins, who have never met the primogen...Ex-Primogen...

Oh, as soon as she stepped back she noticed Luna's intent.. As much as the two fued and argue, her sister does make a good point.

She steps forward, now linking arms with Luna, that wolflike smile becoming a smirk.

"So Kara, how long have you been in the area?"  

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Your children are delightful, my Prince *the word 'children' rolls off her tongue like a drop of honey.*

Randolph? *Kara tilts her head to the side wondering why he will be a no-show.* does he have a prior engagement? a hanging? a buring-at-the-stake perhaps? *her words fall off her lips easily, as though she was discusing the weather, her eyes look a little spacy tonight.*

*Kara diverts her attention to Lydia* I have not been here as long as our Prince, I am sure *she replies, answering the dark sister* but I have been here for a handful of years. This America is a unique place *if the girls pay attention they will notice she has an accent, if they know of accents they will understand that is is deffinately Italian, and the way she uses her words and her tone note that she was not raised in some barn, or some slummy place with hick parents or an Uncle Joe who got drunk all the time; she ebbs upper-crust, yet does not look snobbish ot unapproachable.*  

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She tilted her head to the side gently, actually stepping back now, linking arms with Carter, watching the interaction fervently.. That grin on her lips

A nod to Kara.

"Ten years? Maybe twelve? Oh wait, no. That was the time that my -father- spent with my sister and I. I haven't heard your name before, so apparently you haven't been in our city long enough to make a mark. But its forgivable. Now you have three sets of eyes to note your good deeds and prestigious activities. America is a unique place, and you will find that our city is by far the best place you could have landed."

She smiles.

"Where is it you came from?"

Lydia, on the other hand, is a touch snobbish.

*She chuckles.* My dear, it is understandable that you do not know of me, I don't think you are of the kind to listen to Opera music, you are far too *she pauses and smiles impishly* young.

*Kara curtsies to Lydia but it is lightly teasing* I thank you for saying that you will be one of those who will look out for my deeds and activities. *she chuckles again then straightens up* I come from Italy...Roma.

And oddly... she decides right then and there that she likes Kara.. She still doesn't want her near Carter, but the girl has spunk..

So, Kara will get a smile.

"I will make sure that my sister doesn't whisper false things into my father's ear about you. She's known to do that sort of thing."

A light chuckle.

"How long have you been in the states?"

A sharp look is cut toward Lydia.
"Don,t let this fork tongued one speak too much, I'm not th liar," she says with a touch of snark. She looks right at her sister, saying something to her that only she could understand. Their own twin language if you will, and what she says isn't too nice.

She laughs, shaking her head toward her sister. But she does fall silent, remaining at Carter's side, watching all three gathered.