Post Battle Meeting

Emof's reaction had been a dangerous one, Gellert had to acknowledge that, and if he continued to blunder through this meeting in the angry disposition he was currently in, he would soon lose any of the considerable leverage he currently held within the ranks of the Death Eaters. No, calming down was certainly going to have to be his first move.

Then an idea began to form in his head. A brilliant Idea, one that he knew instantly would work, and one that he knew he was going to have to be careful with.

The elation he felt as he formulated this plan was enough to calm him down to a more logical, far more rational level, one that he should definitely be on before planning out anything with Thaorson and any large number of Death Eaters in one room.

"Well, Mr. Elldir, it's not that I don't trust you, but your lack of warning in your grand plan to infiltrate the Ministry gives me the grounds to keep that to myself, at least until you have obtained this job for us," he said, a slightly challenging tone underlying his words.

"For it seems to me, and this is just my opinion, but maybe telling us, the people in this room, that you were going to attack us all, would have made your plan seem a lot more beneficial to all of us," he said with a smirk.

Vincent was in no mood to sit there and trade insults with Ne'os, but he bristled when Grindelwald threatened them. Being threatened was not something Vincent tasted often, and if he did, he made sure the man who did so regretted it. But right now, Vincent knew he could do nothing about it. Vincent wasn't bad with a wand, he had killed, or defeated as it turned out now, Kingsley Shacklebolt, but he was not quite sure where Grindelwald stood compared to Kingsley. Deciding that he didn't want to find out, he kept silent, his expression quite plain. "As you say my lord," he replied with a hint of a scowl.

Vincent noticed with a side glance that Ne'os seemed to share the same thoughts that were going through his mind, but seemed to have more trouble in concealing it. Nevertheless, it was better than what he had expected. The Ne'os he knew would have jumped from his chair and attacked Grindelwald. He seemed to be less foolish now.

As for Thaorson, well, Vincent decided that he would just have to get out of this on his own, quite unfortunately. He had hoped for Elldir's support on his promotion to their new leader, so he had spoken out for him, but any more might give Grindelwald cause to doubt his allegiance.

Ne'Os tried to calm himself down he knew that if he lost it now it would be the end of his plans to take back the title of head death eater and possible the end of his life...again. He smiled slightly as Grindelwald at least made it seem like he trusted Thaor but not to the same extent as he once did. He smiled again a little bit wider as it was made clear that Thaor had failed to mention any plan that involved attacking his fellow death eaters. Though at the battle Thaor had said something, Shalom maybe that was part of the plan. Though right now Ne'Os felt it was just a convenient word used to trick the death eaters into trusting Thaor while he sent curses at them.

Feeling his mood had dropped back to a calmer one he let himself relax in his chair more ready to listen to whatever Grindelwald had to say.