Thread: Mark of the Chosen [Mercury and Zprimal]

Julius watched the Senior's face harden when the state of her preparedness was challenged before transforming back into something more appealing, a vixen smile upon her face as she attempted to lure him further in without a word. He had seen her types among the Chosen, marks branded to their bellies, but generally more presentable compared to their other counterparts, they walked by their masters but were more than capable of interjecting for their master, much to the annoyance of some Patriarchs who believed that Chosen was property who should shut their mouths until it was time to service their masters. Dean Peters turned to her, frowning, Miss Price, I'm not sure you know what this entails, But he relented, However if that is what you think is best for yourself, I won't stop you. He turned back to Julius, Patriarch, then I leave you in Miss Price's care. He glanced at Tama, I'm assuming she'd be at least be polite to show you back to the car park. With that, he bade them good evening and left the room. I did not have the chance to tour the dormitories, He shook his head, no. His eyes lingered briefly on her friendly face before sliding downwards, already undressing her with his eyes. His face betrayed little intention despite what was going on in the back of his mind. I'm more interested in what is available for students to keep themselves in shape since Dean Peters has informed me that physical scores actually affect a student's schedule whether they have to take extra gym sessions after school and such. So you could say my concerns are at rest. However, if there is a reason you'd like to visit the dormitories, I don't mind accompanying you for a bit. However, I think it would be best to inform you that I was considering a meal outside the campus before retiring to the Lycus Hotel. He cracked a smile then knowing that if she was indeed president of a coalition, she would relish the chance to enter such an establishment, not to mention it's pre-war history as a prestigious hotel indicated that her evening would be spent in luxury. So perhaps you'd want to be dressed more appropriately. Lycus Hotel, previously a hotel of another name, renovated completely to repair damages and to be a Praetor Office branch, located deep in the heart of a core district. This meant that Demons of considerable standing, specifically of the rank of Praetor, and their Human subordinates, Prelates, were extremely common. Core districts had checkpoints limiting access in and out, which made it safe enough for Patriarchs to want to stay instead of having to return to the portal daily. It was much more common to see a Demon and a Chosen in his arm here than anywhere else in the city. He gestured for her to lead the way and followed in step with her. So tell me Miss Price, I'm assuming that have a strong grasp of recent history and know that New York city is a rather special place for Human-Demon relations. Lycus Hotel, then under another name was the place where the first Chosen was offered up as a tribute. Lieutenant Everett, offered herself up in exchange for the safety for all those who were within the walls of the hotel, but it was out of necessity, not out of personal gain. This formed the base for the system of Chosen and further decimation of the human race.