Stefano found himself once again free of his fretters after a long weekend of Antoine’s Institutional Symposium. The man did overwork himself insurmountably and it left him in a weakened state of both body and mind. Add to this his extracurricular amenities and it left Stefano with near free reign. As he were getting more and more time to himself he were developing a taste for deception using Antoine’s visage and tonight he were practicing the other mans mannerisms on some unknown guests at a soiree.

No he, nor did Antoine, know the patron. It were late in the event and he had slipped in. Well dressed, well mannered, not causing any commotion and no one thought untoward about it. It were not so insignificant a party that a stranger were an intrusion. But it were not an extravagant affair that would host the masses. Just a middle course and this porridge... was… just… right.

The host had sought to entertain his guests with some sort of Seer and the idea of such were a fascination to Stefano. He knew Antoine believed in such, maybe not all of it, but enough of it and wondered why. That the man of science that hosted him would dabble in such mysteries. And what if anything did the hardened Medico hope to find by such means?

He listened to the ladies as they shared their readings with one another. And he listed to the men who scoffed at such notions. Not all the men were so robust in their denials. But it were entertaining to listen to their reasoning’s. And when he had enough of second hand tales he wound his way to the center of all the conversations.


@Taylor