09-17-2013, 11:46 AM
There were many things he wanted to add, many things he wanted to say, or even just point out, but at this point he was reasonable enough to figure out when the deck has stacked itself against him, it was apparent that occurred long before he even met the members of this group.
Call it stubbornness, call it an injured pride, call it what you wish but at this point in the game Bertram's discomfort within the group has left him in a position where the only viable course of action is silence. Oh there was anger inside him at this point, but it was an anger best left unvoiced for the time being. So once he had boarded the Bus he took up a seat and there he remained.
Mention of a rest stop, however, did draw his attention. His comfort upon the bus was such that any opportunity to get himself off the bus that didn't involve him having to walk around alone in the woods with an army of Lupines stalking him was more than suitable. "I could use a moment or two to stretch my legs if that is alright." He suggests to the driver, before he takes the time to adjust his tie and wait quietly.
Bertram might be Brujah but he knew enough to pick his battles. Just as he had opted out of the one before, he also opted out of pursuing what would have eventually led to one. It seemed far more prudent at this point to let things go, but not to forget, it was never so easy to forget. Not when Bertram was concerned.
Call it stubbornness, call it an injured pride, call it what you wish but at this point in the game Bertram's discomfort within the group has left him in a position where the only viable course of action is silence. Oh there was anger inside him at this point, but it was an anger best left unvoiced for the time being. So once he had boarded the Bus he took up a seat and there he remained.
Mention of a rest stop, however, did draw his attention. His comfort upon the bus was such that any opportunity to get himself off the bus that didn't involve him having to walk around alone in the woods with an army of Lupines stalking him was more than suitable. "I could use a moment or two to stretch my legs if that is alright." He suggests to the driver, before he takes the time to adjust his tie and wait quietly.
Bertram might be Brujah but he knew enough to pick his battles. Just as he had opted out of the one before, he also opted out of pursuing what would have eventually led to one. It seemed far more prudent at this point to let things go, but not to forget, it was never so easy to forget. Not when Bertram was concerned.