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[cailisairgid]

Who: Solomon Koenig and Audry, a House Ecu representative.
What: A polite conversation about terrorists. Over tea.
Where: A community youth centre run by the House Ecu.
When: Newdi afternoon.
Notes: When he's not directly handling legal affairs for Hellsing (or carrying out assassinations on Sir Hellsing's orders), Sol finds time to be doing a lot of the boring legwork and research involved in the Candlelighters open investigation.
Warnings: None presently.

Solomon Koenig's involvement in this case dates back months, now, and the neat notes in folders kept under lock in his office at the guild hall reflect as much. When it became clear that the paper trail for the known Candlelighters he'd managed to connect to the houses (Mariam Eads, Abidan Biskup, Esdras Zabat and Lydia Cadwallader) had gone cold, he'd reconsidered his focus on just the four of them and began, instead, working backwards. Habits, connections - their communities, their cohorts, where they bought their fucking groceries.

He's known from the beginning some of where it would lead him, but Hellsing treads carefully around the House Ecumenal and he didn't go directly. It's inevitable, though, and going about it in the right way could be a valuable opportunity - which is why he calls ahead, schedules an appointment, and arranges to meet with a 'public relations attache', Audry, at one of their community centres. He's precisely on time, and wryly aware of at least some of what he can expect; interviewing neighbours had involved many cups of tea.

(And many cigarettes, afterwards.)

OPEN :: I won't put white into your hair I won't make noises in your stairs

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Who: Réjean Sept-Heure and YOU
What: Business as usual.
Where: Stairway to Heaven
When: Newdi night.
Warnings: Réjean. Expect language, ill-manners, and intolerance of self-importance or aggrandizement.

With the last of the bad blood flushes from the system and a steady supply of new, clean cruor coming in, Réjean worked quickly to return Mafaton back to normal. With the heart of the crisis having passed, the Council returned to sleep leaving him free to run the city in his usual laissez faire manner. One of his prerogatives was to artificially reduce the rate of feeding by keeping a portion of the vampire population in torpor.

Should anyone wish to come talk to the man that passes for proxy of the Council of Princes, he can be found during his usual hours at the Stairway to Heaven.