WWDitC Ch. XII: The View from Space
General Summary
The Following is a Conversation Between Rostya Belov and The Malkavian that occurred in late January, 1994:
Malkavian: And what did you say Alex did?
Rostya: He shined the most painful burst of flashlight in my face, all for trying to offer him spaghetti! I see this man eat food in my domain and assume he would like a treat, but he is young and very paranoid to the point that he will injure even good friends.
M: If you read anything about biology you learn that scavengers go after the youngest, oldest, and sickliest, so Alex and the University of Washington Coterie have valid reasons to be on the lookout. What was he doing in the Space Needle's park?
R: Trying to gather information about a Tremere by the name of Caitlin Green. We banished her from the Chantry last summer, but Alex and his coterie say she was squatting in their domain as recently as November! Her star charts were of little use to our clan, I told Alex as much and hopefully he will stop shining flashlights in my face.
M: The University of Washington Coterie is an inquisitive bunch, just the other day I had a couple of them visit my bookstore asking about ghouls! I told them all about the numerous benefits of the practice, but they also were inquiring about an antique bookstore in Portland. Did they mention the City of Roses to you when they visited your domain?
R: I did not hear any mention of roses, let alone ones in Portland. Caitlin may have gone down there, yes, but why would they travel down there for such an insignificant kindred? Without blessings from the Long Shadow travel is a nuisance, they would need good reason to enter new city.
M: The Folk Singer told me months ago not to worry if his coterie started making strange moves, so I've never been worried about their actions. You know as well as I do the whims of the Long Shadow, surely they've found some sort of agreement to hold onto to so much territory.
R: It is one thing to hold onto territory, it is entirely another to tell other kindred how to manage their affairs! I did not expect to be swayed by the opinions of younger generations, but their accommodating apprach to the Anarchs may be the most peaceful way to resolve this situation, do you not agree?
M: From what I've gathered most of the Primogen Council is in agreement on this issue thanks to the University of Washington Coterie, the major holdout being Mr. Wilton Wither and his Ballard domain... I don't want to speculate on his schemes, but I do recall how he has acted in nights past when he has been the minority opinion on an issue.
R: Say no more, my Malkavian comrade. We have spent many nights of undeath with Wither, our neighbors in the University of Washington will learn to do the same! In the meantime, you must attone for your latest indiscretion: having me read House of the Dead.
M: One night you'll admit that Dostoyevsky was the superior chronicler of the Russian spirit, and I'm willing to do my best to make sure that tonight is that night!
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