[And of course, Solomon, resident Chevalier bespelled to believe he's in truth an incubus, is happily mingling amongst the party-goers. At times, he takes to the dance floor showing that at the very least, he hasn't lost his innate abilities at dance. But there are other times, he can be found lounging in conversation on some couch with a 'hapless' mortal. Or at the bar also hard at 'work' chatting up someone.
There is a moment where he takes out his communicator to pass on what he considers a very important message over the network.]
[Text (so the sounds and sights of the party won't give anything away.)] Master, your presence is needed. Please come. [And he forwards coordinates to Merlin's direct line.]
Open, mid-evening, anywhere//Text not encrypted//Coordinates sent to Merlin only
There is a moment where he takes out his communicator to pass on what he considers a very important message over the network.]
[Text (so the sounds and sights of the party won't give anything away.)]
Master, your presence is needed. Please come. [And he forwards coordinates to Merlin's direct line.]