June issue of Good Evening!by Ubiquity
Must be brief this month, darlings, so much to do, so may people to speak to,
so much to hear! But do not fear, herein you will find all the essentials of
what you simply must know!
Wasn't the Portsmouth bash just lovely, darlings?
How long has it been since we've had such lovely baubles and pretty little
things to inspect at a Conclave? And of course the treasure was marvellous too!
Sweetest Elizabeth was certainly on fine form, obviously terribly proud of
all the attention her treasure was getting. They certainly made her little eyes
glisten with excitement. Said one young wit "She certainly seems to be enjoying
her spell as a museum curator. She reminds me rather of a fishwife hawking her
Of course its been too long since we had a Debutante ball, so what everyone
wants to know is - how did the little chap work out? Well, naturally Simon
Watkins seemed to be just a little bit nervous, but really he had no need to be
- the praise for him just kept pouring in: he was variously described as
'pleasant', 'acceptable', 'nice' some even going so far as to describe him as
'agreeable'. So he's made quite an impact with us all! Benedict really has
managed to attain at the very least his usual standard.
How simply divine to be visited by York once again - too long since we've heard
from that lovely city of the north. The invitation for two visitors was sure to
set everyone all a flutter! How lucky that the Tremere had a place reserved for
them, and the delightful Mr Graystone was given first choice in making the epic
journey up north.
My spies tell me that there was quite some 'discussion' as to who was to take
the other place. At first it was said that the charming young Ventrue Estella
Danz would be accompanying Mr Graystone, but much to all our surprise there was
a sudden change of opinion, and excitingly dashing Takamatsu got to go instead!
What happened? Sure Miss Danz did nothing to offend? Well, according to my spies
there was a wonderfully 'straightforward' conversation between the Royal
Primogen's of Brujah, Ventrue and Toreador, and at the end of it the decision
had been changed. Clearly forceful arguments were put forward as to what was
best for the whole of Wessex.
With Mike 'raised by puppies' Fibbins still trying hard to remember not to turn
around three times before he sits down, it seems that animal behaviour is
becoming the new fashion. Simon Watkins interpreted Clara's desire to greet him
'aux Francais' as an invitation to a bear hug! Well, perhaps a kiss on each
cheek is a little too cosmopolitan an idea to have reached the backwaters of
That delightful 'humorist' the Marquis seems to have received a cool reception
to his latest masterwork. The little video he showed at the Conclave seems to
have irritated a few people. One has to say it's nice of Benedict to organise
the showing of such a piece in his Conclave - obviously he's rather more open to
these modern forms of artwork than we expected. My spies tell me that it was
actually Benedict who lead the applause at the end of the piece - I'm certain he
couldn't have been displaying anything as disgustingly modern and vulgar as
irony, so one must assume he genuinely enjoyed the piece!
No matter, the rest of the Toreador are as on the ball as always - Jennifer
was heard to say immediately after the film, with a great air of discovery, that
she thought 'there had been some contact between Imogen and the Marquis'. Really
dear, how do you spot these things?
How sad to see that Grace was too busy socialising to find much time to spend
with young Mr Lee Alexander at this meeting. I do hope the young man wasn't
feeling too neglected. But no doubt with his redoubtable charm he'll find some
attention to keep him occupied soon.
Is something wrong in the life of lovely Steven Finch? Suddenly screaming and
dashing around the place doesn't seem to be the behaviour of a man entirely at
home with himself. Perhaps someone should step in and take care of the poor lad,
and keep the nightmares away from him.
Wasn't Elizabeth's idea of a Haiku competition just delightful? So nice that the
Kindred of Wessex were given an opportunity to show off their talents and word
play. Isn't it lovely that Elizabeth wasn't at all put off by the potential
status minefield of awarding a gift to but one Kindred when surrounded by so
many who were so clearly talented and well connected? Well, I'm sure the lovely
Clara won't feel at all disappointed that the obvious talent of her own
bloodline wasn't acknowledged by the final outcome.
But step forward that man Lee Alexander! Elizabeth acknowledged his clear
talents by awarding him the pretty brooch as a prize. He seemed more than
content to walk away with the prize, although am I right in thinking that the
delightful Grace forgot to congratulate the dear boy? However, Elizabeth seems
quite taken with the young mans approach to poetry - I wonder, would you say the
Haiku of Lee Alexander was a modern interpretation of the form, or a rather
traditional rendition of a set pattern? So difficult to say - I really should
ask Elizabeth and Grace for their expert advice.
Nice to know that Mr Graystone has eclectic tastes. Too many of us are put off
people because they are ugly, revolting to be around, or they smell funny. Not
our Mr Graystone who seemed more than happy to escort the lovely Maevebd to the
post conclave party. Little piece of advice for you, Graystone darling,
apparently Bleach will chase away the smell in only a day or two!
How lovely to be treated to two arts festivals this month! Of course, there was
no question of any competition between them, as we all know that Southampton and
Portsmouth have the very friendliest of rivalries! And a good job really, as I'm
sure Benedict wouldn't want to think he had come off second best in some kind of
competition - the two events were clearly designed to be complimentary, with
Southampton taking the lions share of the limelight, and Portsmouth being an
excellent complement to it.
How nice of the Toreador to the leave the organisation of such things to
Clans Ventrue and Malkavian. Ventrue clearly have the reputation for making
things happen, but the our friendly Mr Sexton surprised us all!
true what they say about the artistic minds not being terribly good to getting
down to making things happen!
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