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vampireevolvedIsabel and Stan had miraculously been in agreement, by not approving of Godric's plans to travel to London. Their arguments held little weight, though, when compared to the sudden strong urge to see his progeny after decades apart, and as he knew they would, they'd grumbled but eventually accepted they weren't going to change his mind. He left strict instructions for them on the management of the nest in his absence, including not to tell anyone who didn't already know he was traveling, and set off for the airport, his arrangements made and confirmed before he told his lieutenants of his plans.
The next evening, he emerged from the casket in which he'd flown across the Atlantic, glamouring the customs official who'd been inspecting the casket paperwork, and without even checking into his hotel made his way to the Blood Diamond, Eric's center of control in the city.
He drew stares as he walked into the club. For the humans, he stood out both for his clothes, off-white tunic and loose trousers not the usual attire for a goth/vampire nightclub, and his apparent age being younger than the minimum. Among the vampires, it was those who sensed Godric's age and power that turned to look, some pulling back or nodding in recognition as he passed. He paused once he had a good view of the room, and the room of him, and waited, a hint of smile wanting to play over his face.
The next evening, he emerged from the casket in which he'd flown across the Atlantic, glamouring the customs official who'd been inspecting the casket paperwork, and without even checking into his hotel made his way to the Blood Diamond, Eric's center of control in the city.
He drew stares as he walked into the club. For the humans, he stood out both for his clothes, off-white tunic and loose trousers not the usual attire for a goth/vampire nightclub, and his apparent age being younger than the minimum. Among the vampires, it was those who sensed Godric's age and power that turned to look, some pulling back or nodding in recognition as he passed. He paused once he had a good view of the room, and the room of him, and waited, a hint of smile wanting to play over his face.
