It has been a little over two weeks since Fina first arrived to Auckland. The place is a far cry from home; the streets meander strangely. The stars hang in wrong places. There is a comfort in no one rushing to her for aide. There is joy in passing unknown and unknowing through the late night crowds.
She's spent her status as 'tourist' taking in the sights. Why, she's even made the effort of seeking the other Kindred out! Vanyar had been first. She'd tracked him down as his dossier had suggested. The courier was slippery, as most of his clan was. A few enthusiastic compliments, a handful of stories about the birth of the blues, and a shy request for a beloved song had established a rapport.
Milly- No, Ms. Walker. Ms. Walker had been easier to find than Vanyar, though harder to connect with. Fina was content to let Ms. Walker speak, offering a sympathetic ear foor the younger Ventrue. Eventually the conversation would somehow wander into difficulties Ms. Walker is having. Strange, that.
Last, she had started moving among the caitiff. The only information given was her name. If the caitiff thought her young and in need of instruction, well... who was she to correct them?
All the conversations would eventually have questions slipped in. How is the domain faring? What did they think of the Prince? What's up with Barty? Notice anything strange lately?
Games are well and good, but she had come here at least in part to see Leo. She attened one of the 'social gatherings', making note of who spoke to who and how.
Once the groups had formed and the cliques solidified, Fina would drift over to Leo. She waits for him to acknowledge her before speaking.
"Buonaséra, Prince Lehman." She steps in the place a chaste kiss to his temple. "I must say, your domain is proving delightful."
