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After Ravnos and Grendel had entered, the ensuing chaos had kept Jorge's attention for longer than was probably necessary. He slowly turned his head in Amria's direction, his eyes darting around the table to watch the various goings-on. "I think sneaking away might be a good option, Mi Amor. If only because I feel this table might become no more than a few planks on a leg by the end of the evening." The rest of his thought was cut short as they were approached by Ravnos. "Yes, of course Sir. We were just discussing that very thing, actually. Maybe sometime soon, we'll have news of our own.", he told his leader, giving him a smile as his wife squeezed his hand.


Grell watched in silence. Normally, he'd be partying it up with the best of them, but these were vampires. When drinks had appeared in front of everyone, he cautiously took the wine glass, gave it w swirl, and sniffed it delicately. It smelled an excellent vintage, and upon taking a sip, he was delighted that it was just as good as it smelled. He felt Gretta's tentacle pat him on the head as she went off to try and scare Ravnos. Grell watched the interaction through heavy-lidded eyes. This seemed to be a civil affair, but he was still protective of his children and grandchildren, vampires or not. He saw the old vampire treat her with a gentleness he wouldn't have guessed, and relaxed. He decided to observe the ensuing shenanigans, so he sat back in his chair, content to swirl and sip his wine.

Ravnos grinned, his green eyes glowing ever so slightly. “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to sneak off somewhere and get started.”

Amria gasped. “Father, please. We…we wouldn’t do that here….in the temple.” As if she hasn’t already been planning something exactly like that. “I see you not changed at all. Grendel is failing at reigning you in.”

The Disciple shrugged lightly. “You two are still young. You should take every opportunity you can get. Isn’t that right, Jorge?”

The little ghost, spying Lilith's summons, stood up a little straighter and leaned towards her mom's ear, whispering something to her. Christabella paused mid-sentence, likely still nattering on about how Ravnos and Grendel were going to be the power couple of the century and leaned towards her daughter before her eyes darted over toward her Grandmother.

Christabella slowly looked away, a hint of suspicion in her gaze, and whispered something back to her ghostly child, before smiling and turning back towards her company, chattering away again without missing a beat.

As for Gremlin, she had gone down low to the floor, low enough to crawl beneath her mother's chair, and then continued that way, crawling along the floor beneath everyones chairs, skittering along the ground like a little sheet-demon, tentacles and tail poking out from behind.

She came to a stop in a chair directly across from Lilith and crouched, staring directly at her once more, but not coming closer than that yet.

Ravnos chuckled and winked at his daughter before leaving the pair to do whatever it was they were going to do.

The Disciple looked around for Cassius.

She quoted an eyebrow at her husband’s wolffish grin, blinking a few times then looking to watch her father chuckle and walk away.

Her attention immediately turned back to Jorge. A chill running down her spin as he lay a small kiss there. Amria would have full body shivered if she didn’t constrain hersel. “Y-yes let’s go…_somewhere more private.” She took his hand and pulled him olio out of his seat as she glanced around for somewhere more private to go.

Emppu raises an eyebrow at Cassius denial about them hiding from someone. If Cassius had seen Ravnos, though, Emppu could understand his mates need to not be seen at this particular moment.

"Perhaps he'll be willing to give us another chance, Cassius." Emppu spoke softly to the other, reaching out to pull Cassius into a hug, not knowing that Ravnos had spotted them both.

The sheen in Lilith’s eyes glinted as the little ghost skittered under the line of chairs, coming to rest across from her. That intense little stare held such an intense focus. Like it were a contest or a battle of wills. A smile lifted the corner of the red-haired Kats lovely lips. She’d seen the look cast her way by her granddaughter, likely the little one’s mother, good girl. Watching over your child. There were too many hungry monsters in this world just waiting for an opportunity. She set her glass on the floor and reached up to cover both of her eyes before uncovering them suddenly and mouthing the word ‘boo’ to Gremlin. As her lips finished the word her body began to disappear. Lilith vanished. The glass stood alone where she’d been just moments before, a sip of wine still lingering at the bottom.

A soft chime, barely audible, resonated from further away and Lilith had reappeared down a hallway. She leaned to peek out at the tiny vampire. Her gaze both warm and playful as she watched to see if Gremlin spotted her. Something about this childe held her interest, outside of her overall interest in the many Kats attending tonight. Potential. Strength. Something there. She wanted to see if her instincts were correct. It had taken a long time to get back the majority of what had been buried deep. Reawakening all facets of herself was a continuous task. It would be a long time before she felt fully awake again, however. Might as well enjoy the parts that didn’t feel like an uphill climb.

As far as anyone would be able to tell, Edward was bestottedly listening to his mate talk, making all the right agreeing noises at the right times. And he was paying attention; he just knew far too well not to try to cut in when Christabella was talking. And, more than that, he was observing--watching the crowd that was here, and especially watching his father and his daughters, and who they were interacting with.

Sure, this was a family meal. But it was a family meal with the God of Vampires, and it seemed that not all was well. So he intended to keep his eyes and ears open, and also to indulge his mate in her eagerness about getting to show off the more...extensive side of her family.



Somewhat reluctantly, Caelean let Thorne drag him off--honestly, probably better to separate the two brothers before they went at each other, if Daddy Literal God of Vampires was here and might take issue with it.

"It's whatever, not like I haven't heard worse." He shook his head a little. Honestly, it was too bad that Cassius's mate seemed like such a decent guy. Caelean probably would have liked him a lot, if he didn't come with a jackass attached.

Caelean was pondering the possibility of finding some time to have a chat with Emppu without either of their mates present when Thorne gripped his head, and instantly, he tensed, moving closer to his mate like he might act like a protective shield.

"Can I move you? Or would that just piss him off, if it's even possible?" Caelean had certainly never had occasion to deal with godly power before, so it wasn't like he knew the ins or outs. ******** class="quote">

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Emppu was indeed looking to possibly garner a bit of punishment from his mate when they were back home, but he was also trying to do his best to distract Cassius from his current problem. He ignores the clearing of Cassius' throat for a moment, then sighs and lets the other go, turning to face the approaching Ravnos. He frowns at the mention of Zap, anger smoldering in his purple eyes as he remembered the state Cassius had been left in from that encounter with Zap. He felt his fur starting to bristle up and had to visibly shake himself to calm himself down. When Cassius opens his mouth and makes the comment about Ravnos banging Cassius' father, Emppu couldn't help but snicker, although he did try to hide it by covering his mouth as if he was 'coughing'. He had happened to be glancing at Cassius when he saw a hint of something that he didn't like in his mates eyes, swiftly reaching down and grabbing Cassius' hand, squeezing slightly to try to bring the other out of whatever place his mind had gone to in that moment.