November 20, 1800. 10:05 p.m.
front hall
"So, who's coming?" Carleigh asked after posing her idea to the assembly.
"Again with calling us all in the same area. Can't you just let it go through the grapevine that we're leaving?" Sugar demanded. "Why must you be so bureaucratic?"
"Grapevine?!" Carleigh groaned. "Do you really want to wait for that? Are you people not hungry?! I want to leave tonight!"
The general consensus was in favor of going. Mainly because the voting parties were as hungry as Courtney.
"Good. Oh, and Sharma? Bring your blood carrying thing....or whatever it is you use. We want to get a supply started."
The Assamite nodded.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to join you." Amy said. "I'm almost finished with my...tracking device."she opted to use it's smple name.
"Alright, well, we'll bring some blood back for you then." Carleigh nodded. The others filtered out either upstairs to pack for the next couple nights or outside to saddle their horses.
"Should I leave Ana here?" Michaela asked, seating herself on the staris. She didn't have any packing to do.
"Yes, I need to show her how to operate the crystal. That is, I need to show her how to receive the readings. I could never make her understand how it actually functions. But she doesn't need to know that."
Mika tactfully ignored the slight on her retainer's intelligence. "Fine. I'll tell her I'm leaving." she paused a moment. Amy nodded and turned to go.
Michaela leaned her head back and let out a rather high pitched howl.
"Aaah!" Amy jumped. "What did you do that for?!"
"Yes, Master?" Ana emerged from the sitting room in the next moment.
"Oh." Amy murmured to herself. "I see." she shook her head made to return to her basement workshop.
"Ana, we're all going to Geneva for the next few nights. For blood." Michaela told the ghoul. "All except Amy, that is. She's finishing her tracking thing, so you're gonna stay here so she can tell you how to work it."
Ana nodded. "Very well, Master."
"Stop calling me that." Mika responded automatically, knowing full well that it would do no good.
"Yes, Master. Will there be anything else, Master?"
Mika groaned.