Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:03:25 PM)
(This user has entered Vacant Office in The Old Mill) (IP = 95.144.30.9)
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:03:36 PM)
(You mean Mint by any chance? =) )
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:03:37 PM)
(( I like to keep passwords simple, hehe
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:03:42 PM)
haha
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:03:44 PM)
(( mebe
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:03:56 PM)
(( oh well, let people be confused
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:04:27 PM)
(( Ben will have sent you a text with the rough time and location as a requested meeting
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:04:42 PM)
(Ok. I'll let you set up!)
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:07:37 PM)
*The office so directed was a little awkward in placement in the building, and was likely not commonly used because of it. Either way, the directions were legitimate--so Ben felt--and he sat inside waiting patiently for her arrival. This was a meeting that the green-eyed Harpy had been looking forward to for some time. The court was alight with activity during the last few weeks, and with Carla seeming to be in the middle of it, Ben desperately wished for her opinion on what was going on. Who's better than the 'target'?*
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:10:00 PM)
*Carla stepped up to the Office when she was eventually directed to it by one of the ghouls. Slipping her phone into her back pocket once she'd made sure to turn it off she knocked three times one the door before turning her head and checking over her shoulder. The young thing so very paranoid since her Embrace.*
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:15:55 PM)
*A teenager answered the knock, youthful face meeting Carla with a small grin. He looked left and right around her to ensure they were alone and beckoned her inside silently. After motioning for the door to be closed, he sat somewhat unceremoniously in his chair as though exhausted.* "Good evening, Ms. Martinez. I'm not intruding on any personal business by requesting your presence, am I?" *A hopeful expression.*
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:18:49 PM)
*She shook her head a little as she moved inside, closing the door behind her before she looked back to Ben* Of course not Mr. Wey... Though I am a mite Curious as to why you wished to speak with me. *She offered a smile, her hands resting at her back as she stood a few feet from his desk*
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:27:06 PM)
"Of course, of course.' *Sitting up much straighter, he leaned forward on the desk with enclosed hands.* "The trouble I'm running into is, everyone is telling me what they think is going on." *Raising hands defensively.* "Which is fine; it's good to know what's going on, and what folks' perspectives are. That's fine. The real issue I'm running into is the truth." *He was quiet for a few seconds, letting the words hang.* "I've heard many people speak a variety of words about you, and to be honest, I'd quite honestly like to hear more about you before making any opinions of my own. I mean, can you blame me with all the talk buzzing right now?" *Motioning to the door, refering to the kindred population with a skeptical look. Heated words were warped words.*
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:27:52 PM)
(( *geebus, sorry for the double-word useage! Honest, hehe
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:31:39 PM)
*She frowned slightly as she listened to him, her eyes moving slowly over him as the frown turned into a more curious Glance* And... Why is it you'd like to know more Mr Wey? *She canted her head a little to one side, a half smile moving over her lips* Is there really nothing more interesting happening in the City, that you have to come to little me to find a source a gossip? *He would likely note that were words held a more respectful tone than usual, her half assed slurring of words replaced with a more elequent pattern*
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:37:50 PM)
*Ben raised an eyebrow very slowly at Carla. Knowing.* "I've spoken with most everyone about what's going on already. Ironically, 'Little You' happens to be the most important." *He shrugged before leaning forward more, speaking quieter and less formally.* "I've had to clear the air a bit with other folks already, so might as well keep it up. I don't like all the backstabbing. Makes my skin crawl thinkin' a friend of mine is gonna jab something sharp and unpleasant in my eye when I'm sleeping, you know what I mean?" *He shook his head with a sneer.* "Not my thing. Now, to me . . . I saw some backstabbing happening to you. What I want to know is why the -hell- they wanted to crusify you for it.' *shrugging again.* "Because I'm at a loss."
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:40:24 PM)
(( * -the 'for it' from the second to last sentence
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:40:32 PM)
(( because that doesn't make sense
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:40:41 PM)
(( I'm on a roll today . . .
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:41:36 PM)
*She canted her head a little* Perhaps you should read over the past Harpie reports then Mr. Wey. Because everything you need is right there. I'm "Untrustworthy" because of who I was unfortunante enough to have as my Sire. I go behind the back of the Prince in attempt to gain support for my wanting to take Primogen of my Clan... Only to be stabbed in the back by someone who I added more than my own Domitor as a ghoul. I'm trouble with a capital T... Apparently...
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 1:47:26 PM)
*Ben leaned back in the squeeky chair as he listened, expression unchanging. As soon as she said her last word, Ben leaned straight forward and pointed right at Carla, excitement alive in his face.* "That! That right there! You see, all I know is how 'terrible and evil Carla" *said with a humorously dramatic voice* "but no meat. See, I don't think your such an ungodly awful person, but I have no one to prove that. Except you." *Calming down a bit started rubbing the fingers on his right hand, as though they were stiff.* "Unless it's true. If you believe all this gothic drama concocted about you, so be it. I just want to know your side. Your truth."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 1:53:39 PM)
*She shook her head a little and smiled* See, I know I'm not a bad person, I don't need to prove anything to myself. But others are perhaps... To blind to see beyond the fact that I got really unlucky. Where they once trusted me before, in some cases, to even do -their- jobs, they now hide behind the fact I was Embraced by a Traitor and there for, perhaps I'm one to. And yet I have done everything within my power and pushed myself past the call of duty to serve this Court, this City, and our Beloved Prince in every way I possibly Can. The Prince has seen, enough to show mercy upon me, and yet his subjects can not....
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:01:26 PM)
*He nodded slowly as she explained. Circumstances beyond one's control.* "No one decides who their sire is. It's bull that someone should judge you based on the luck of the draw like that." *Sighed.* "Suppose I should be glad this isn't where I was Embraced. So. People blame you once for something you couldn't control. They'll get over that someday. Step two: people can't read minds. You couldn't have know the Prince was gonna see your boon requests as a bad thing."
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:03:25 PM)
"To my eyes, you were taking a second shot. Whatever. It blew up." *He shrugged with an irritating expression.* "Sounds like what you gotta do now is simple, and I'll give you some advice for free. No boons attached." *He chuckled when clarifying.* "Shoot low. Small victories, little help-outs. It sucks, but unjustly, people are looking at you like a swamp monster."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:05:16 PM)
*she nodded her head softly* I don't intend on shooting for anything at the moment Mr. Wey. I don't think it would be wise what so ever. I am, after the Last Court, Content with simply having ym head still attacked to my torso...
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:09:19 PM)
*Ben frowned, waving a hand dismissively.* "Bah, it was never that bad, trust me. They save death for the stuff I know you havn't done and won't do. I'm glad you're planning on not shooting for anything right now." *Gave a small thumbs up while speaking somewhat quickly.* "Staying below the radar. Good call." *Taking a big sigh, slendor fingers tapped on the arm of his chair.* "Now, what I have for you is a small proposition." *Raising his hands quickly* "I'm not doing what others are. I'm serious about you not getting shat on. It's stupid; I don't like it."
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:12:01 PM)
"What I'm talking about is slipping in small things to help you out. The way I see it, it doesn't cost me a thing to say one thing here, one thing there. 'Noticed she did this cool thing', 'saw her being trustworthy with blah.' Know what I mean?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:14:52 PM)
*She watched him closely, her arms now moving to wrap about her waist as she took a more... casual stance. Her eyes never left him though, seeming to examine him* I understand what you mean yes....
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:17:58 PM)
"Cool." *slapping his hand lightly on the table.* "Now, I'm sure the first thought that entered your mind was how I could throw you in the fire, or indebt you. Not interested." *waving another hand for effect.* "What could I use from you? Tutelage." *folding his hands carefully. He shrugged simply.* "That's not too much, is it?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:19:55 PM)
*She canted her head a little as she listened to him* That all depends on what you want, and what your offering... I'm not one who'll dish out Disciplines or the Lores I've worked tirelessly to accquire in the last year
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:27:31 PM)
*Ben chuckled a little all of a sudden.* "'What I'm offering'? Carla, my dear, your political career has been thrown so far under the bus there's no light anymore. 'What I'm offering' is to pull you out. Make you trustable again. Do not discount the incredible weight of a Harpy's word." *He looked at her very seriously.* "Now granted, I'm no Angel; it's not going to be an instantaneous switcheroo. Neither am I talking about you teaching me your entire repertoire, or even teaching me right now."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:33:34 PM)
But... *She canted her head a little* The Prince know's I'm trustworthy. He know's me better than most. In fact, I would not doubt that he knew exactly what I would do the moment he refused me Primogen the first time round. He also know's what I am capable of, and that when I am not running blindly into political sutuations with all the fiery passion that we Brujah are known for, that I am more than able to make more than a sensible judgement of things... *She pressed her lips together as she thought, moistening slowly over her lips* But you have still to tell me exactly what you want out of this Mr. Wey....
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:47:58 PM)
*The Harpy raised his eyebrows in disbelief, sitting silently for a while. After obviously thinking about something, he sighed.* "Alright. So the Prince knows you and trusts you. Regardless. Your status is very low, and few people are fans. Correct?" *He offered with a hand motion.* "Your request for Primogen would have been a large leap in status. If you wish to make something of yourself in this city, you're going to need more than mere Acknowledgement--which, might I add, was potentially on the chopping block. We'll call that another free piece of advice. I am offering you status; a reputation." *He said in very plain language.*
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:51:44 PM)
Which is just fine Mr Wey... But what you seek to learn from me, I may not posses... All you have to do is say what you want....
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 2:56:24 PM)
*Relaxing a bit, a friendly smile returned to his face.* "I'm glad you understand. In time, I will need a new tutor for more advanced work with Presence. While this is a foremost concern of mine, others will do. What sort of pool have I to choose from? 'Traditional Brujah' disciplines, perhaps more?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 2:58:31 PM)
Well Presence is something I only posses at a very basic level... The others I have only slightly higher.. *She canted her head as she watched him, a smile set over her lips* You understand I am only this last five months embraced... Right?
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:10:58 PM)
*Ben shrugged quickly.* "Would you prefer owing me a minor boon? Perhaps, tutelage when you've learned a bit?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:11:53 PM)
Well you said you did not wish to learn now... So given time, I could teach you Presence if that is your desire.... *She nodded her head gently, still watching him closely*
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:16:31 PM)
"Perhaps. How about we take it from a different angle, then. If not training with a discipline, what do you think would be sufficient?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:18:00 PM)
It depends on what your looking to improve... I was a Criminal in my Mortal days. I have.... several Lores that supass general knowledge.... *She smiled softly* I could offer you Potence... Or perhaps Celerity....
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:29:06 PM)
"How about this, then." *Leaning forward, hand's clasped.* "I can start working on your reputation in the court, and we'll leave the boon for a later date. That will give you the opportunity to grow both in status and power. I'm patient." *He shrugged as though it was no big deal.* "Could you agree to those terms?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:30:56 PM)
*She nodded her head softly at this words* Yeah.. Yeah I can agree to that.. (Sorry mate, these meds are kicking my ass)
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:31:05 PM)
(( :(. I'm sorry!
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:31:33 PM)
*Ben reached out for a handshake.* "A personal thing, sorry."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:32:14 PM)
*She glanced at his hand* But this is no Boon... This is just the exchanging of powers so to speak between associates... Correct?
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:34:59 PM)
*Ben smiled and bobbed his head from side to side.* "That is one example of a boon: one thing for another. I promise to help improve your status in the court. In return, I will need a teacher some day--likely for Potence--and whenever that day comes, I'm simply requesting that you'll take the task. That's all."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:36:07 PM)
*She watched him a moment* I'd rahter hand a "Gentlemens agreement" on my hands than another Boon Mr. Wey...
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:38:43 PM)
"All such agreements are boons. And I have no desire to get rid of this one. Why? Because I will need a teacher. I am promising you something very specific, Ms. Martinez. I will use this boon for you to be my teacher. I also vow not to give this boon away, or choose to 'forget it ever happened', or any of that nonesense. Hell, I'll write all that down if you like. But, being a Harpy, I have to keep things official with regards to status.'
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:42:27 PM)
*She shook her head softly, a look of complete sorrow on her features, seeing something so close yet so so far away* Then I'm sorry.... If it was a simple exchange between associates, a Gentlemans agreement without the Offical whack behind it then I would be all in. Thank you for you generous offer... I really wish I could take it Mr. Wey...
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:43:29 PM)
*Ben sighed a bit, a hint of sadness in his visage.* "Not even being so specific?"
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:46:04 PM)
I'm a Kindred and a woman of my word... something that seems lost on people these nights. If I say I will do something, I will do so. I am honour bound. Why people need tags and names on things I don't know. But I'm sorry... I will not hand out another boon... You can thank your Primogen and that of the Ventrue for that Mr. Wey. Your Offer is -very- tempting... But sadly... I must decline... *She moistened her lips, it was litterally killing her to let go of such a good deal, but she just couldn't do it* Was there anything else?
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:51:10 PM)
"That is most unfortunate. I have been dead far too long to trust another's honor alone, and for that I can only say that you've suffered examples of exactly why that is. You are a good warrior, Carla. My offer will stand until such a time as you become less burdened by the politicking of others, or circumstances otherwise change." *Sighing in resignation, he placed a thin hand on the table.* "That was all I had for you. Thank you for meeting with me, Carla. Please, enjoy your evening."
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:56:09 PM)
*She offered a respectful bow of her head* Thank you Mr. Wey... All things concidered, your not the heartless bastard I thought you were going to be. *She offered a gentle smile as her eyes danced over him* I see... some honour in you at least. But at this time, even such a deliciously tempting offer as this... I can not accept. Maybe in a month, maybe two... Maybe then I will not have so much hanging over my head. Thank you for keeping the offer open to me... Good evening to you also Mr. Wey. *And with that she turned and began to leave, closing the door behind her as she went*
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:56:38 PM)
(I'm going OOC for a smoke then a nap maybe... I feel like shit >.<)
Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:56:48 PM)
(( Awwww, feel better, k
Carla Martinez (May 18, 2011 3:56:51 PM)
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Benjamin Wey (May 18, 2011 3:59:40 PM)
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