(2501)Eternal Court

[Alessandra]

Eternal Court

The Nox Populi is an upscale experience that will take Sacramento nightlife to a whole new level.

In the heart of downtown Sacramento there is a place of intrigue, excitement and entertainment. The modern flare of this venue is host to exclusive parties. The seduction of this establishment may take you away as you drink, dance and socialize. There are private services available upon request. The best DJ’s in town are in line to play a wide variety of music. Some of you may dine…as long as you have your VIP pass.

However the Kindred arrive they are discreetly met and led to the back of the club. The space downstairs is decorated in dark, rich woods and expensive furniture. There's a coat room that will also hold one's 'unmentionables'; namely, weapons, at the foot of the stairs. There are also private areas, dark, and furnished with soft couches, as well as meeting rooms with conference tables and chairs, and an area with several televisions. The Court area is decorated with long black and brown silken drapes cascading from floor to ceiling. Draped in elegant bunches and gathered into valances across door frames and between supporting pillars; the lighting is intentionally low, but without the pulse of the music from above, the place has the feel of a sepulchre.

The common area circles the Court proper, and it becomes apparent that this is not decorated for a single evening. Small symbols note areas for Kindred only that branch off of the Commons, which will be necessary once those Kine privileged enough to see behind the Masquerade filter in: ghouls, herd members, or even devotees. The furniture setting is familiar now: a set of elegant chairs, all dark wood and red leather, arranged in a circle. The baroque lighting leaves the corners of the Elysium commons in deep shadow.

Another evening; another Danse. For some it will their first, for some it shall be their last. After all, this is the Prince's Elysium, and subject to the Laws of the Domain.

Eternal Court is open once more...

Please remember that Predator's Taint is in effect and role-play is expected, or rolls will be asked for!

This is a great place to get Acknowledged

Eternal Court is not a singular event. Always open and in constant motion, a compression of the comings and goings of Kindred within Elysium throughout the nights. As such, Eternal Court is also never truly empty; this can include 'faceless masses' of Kindred beneath notice, ghouls, herd members, devotees, or even officials in their offices.

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Jennifer walked up to the coat check, her ghoul walking two steps behind her. Jennifer checked a long and thin item. Jennifer removed a dark green scarf that had been draped over her neck. Liam steps over to the side of the room, waiting to be summoned by his regnant.
Jennifer was Blushed. Her makeup was peach lipstick and light green eye shadow.
The gown that Jennifer had chosen for tonight was emerald green. The sleeves were translucent with fine embroidery. The front was modest and close cut. The back was elaborate with a translucent upper back with lace overlay, a button up designed to attract attention. Her Beast was not obfuscated, out and prowling.

Her departure from the modest cuts may be a new habit. The scarf left at coat check had revealed the gift of her Sire upon her Embrace. It was as though a sharp tooth; wide maw mouth had taken flesh from Jennifer's neck and one of her shoulders.
Jennifer wore the two rings that meant so much to her - the emerald ring on one hand and the chocolate diamond and white diamond ring on the other hand.
Jennifer glanced about the room. Was it going to be a quiet night?

Links to Jennifer's gown and rings

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[Benedikta Grey]

Was it time for formal court?

No... no news had come of such an event. So Benny decided to dress up in her usual style for a change, shelving the suits and dresses of Court's past in order to return to her favored techwear and street style. Today that took the form of a black crop top, black techwear pants, and the good ol' classic black Chuck Taylors, coupled with a vibrant blue Pacto rally jacket for a nice bit of contrast. Though she lacked jewelry tonight beyond simple black stud earrings, Benny nonetheless accessorized with a simple black choker, smoky eyeshadow, and a deep purple lipstick.

Per usual, little Ms. Grey's Beast was silent to others, hidden beneath the gifts of Obfuscation, but luckily being a known quantity to Sacramento ensured she had little trouble gaining access. Being a Whip had its perks.

Benny elected to keep her coat at the coat check, but nonetheless consented to allow it to be checked to ensure nothing that broke the rules was present, such as weapons. After that little bit of formalities was done, Benny steeled herself for the dance of Beasts to come and ventured into the main chamber of Elysium.

Sifting through the nameless Kindred, Benny offered pleasant greetings to those who spoke with her and speaking briefly with lesser Mekhet on their comparatively unimportant disputes, mediating between two clan members before finally nearing the center of the throng - and closer to Kindred of quality.

Benny felt Seneschal Hazelton almost before she saw the Haunt, the pang of instinctual fear causing her to pause and collect herself by turning to engage with a young Mekhet neonate who instead brought about fury in the Beast. Eventually, the Mekhet Whip had fully prepared herself and she ventured forth to meet the Lady Seneschal, bowing her head in respect to the Haunt's place in the Domain.

"Good evening, Lady Seneschal," she offered as she righted herself, offering a smile, but without bearing fangs, "I must admit, seeing you makes me feel sorely underdressed. Your gown is beautiful."

[Otto Schneider]

Otto realized that something felt different. As he made his way into Elysium, checking his coat before offering polite nods and quiet greetings, it struck him that he felt strangely... complacent. He frowned as he processed the thought, tucked away in a corner of the Kindred-exclusive section of Nox. I've started to think of this place as home, haven't I? It was a particularly strange realization when he considered how relatively isolated he was. The Lords weren't the most numerous Clan in the Domain and he was the only ordained member of his Covenant. Even so, he no longer thought of himself as a recent arrival or a stranger to Sacramento. Whether that sentiment was shared by others was a different question, but he was surprised by the realization.

The Priest emerged from his corner and spotted the Seneschal and Mekhet Whip. Even if he felt out-of-sorts, it would have been inappropriate to not at least pay them respects. Otto made his way across the room, the Beast flaring at times but never to a point he couldn't manage. That he was growing familiar with the presence of certain other Kindred to the point of acceptance of his darker impulses was almost discomforting on its own.

But even familiarity with his Beast's reactions wasn't enough to negate the primal pull it had in the presence of particularly potent Kindred. Otto still felt its impulses ringing in his mind as he approached the Seneschal. With concentration he managed to cow it into submission, though his polite smile looked a bit strained by the time he was close enough to speak to Jennifer. "Good evening, Lady Seneschal Hazelton." He bowed deeply in deference to her station. "I hope the night finds you well." He had dared to experiment with his wardrobe a little, if only to see if it would draw a reaction from anyone.

After a few moments he appeared to register Benny's presence, perhaps delayed by her hidden Beast or perhaps simply needing a moment to formulate a greeting. He offered another, shallower bow to the Shadow. "Whip Grey. I hope that you are also well this evening. Have you acclimated well to your new position in the Clan?"

[Jennifer Hazelton]

Brown eyes moved over the well-appointed Elysium as Kindred moved around one another, attempting their manipulations and plying their social skills. The gaze sharpens as the Mekhet Whip approached Jennifer.
“There are some who value dressing a certain way. There is not always a place for such a gown. I do enjoy wearing these gowns when the situation arises. Your fashion sense is one that I could never pull off, Whip Grey.”

It was a moment of respite that Whip Grey’s Beast was Cloaked. Jennifer returned to her reason for why she stopped Cloaking her Beast. It had been a subtle statement that she was no childe to be manipulated. Although the intended audience had not taken the message for what it was.
Jennifer gave the Mekhet Whip a deeper nod than one for an acknowledged, demonstrating that Jennifer had determined that Benny Grey has risen in Jennifer's opinion.

The Beast snarls as another Kindred approaches. Jennifer took a moment to secure her Beast within it’s cage.
“Mr. Schneider, good evening.” Jennifer’s Cursed voice slithered like a snake over crumbling, autumn leaves. Mr. Schneider was given an appropriate nod for an Acknowledged in Sacramento.


“The night finds me well. How have the nights been treating you, Mr. Schneider? Have you found something to occupy your nights?”

[Fast Eddie]

Eddie arrives at court, mixing up his attire a bit. Somehow the Carthian Haunt got his hands on a sleek, old school style, pinstripe suit. He looks like a heavy in an old gangster flick, even having an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips. He braces himself for the usual wash of unfamiliar and powerful predators. Those he knows get a proper greeting or acknowledgement.

[Benedikta Grey]

Benny's smile remained as the Seneschal offered her own compliments.

"Nor could I pull of yours, to be fair, Lady Seneschal," she said, "I can be many things, perhaps even fashionable, but refined? That quality has always eluded me."

The deeper bow from Hazelton was noted, her brows perking up lightly in a sign of mild surprise, though it was not unwelcome.

The coming of the Priest is noted, though Benedikta remains silent as he greets Jennifer, more than happy to stay quiet while formalities are observed. At his greeting, Benny offered a nod in turn, granting acknowledgment of the Ventrue's place in the Domain. His question elicits a pause from the Shadow as she takes time to formulate a response.

There was much she could say, but it would not serve the goal of attempting to fix the strained public perception of Clan Mekhet.

"I am... adapting, Mr. Schneider," she answered. Acclimation was not the right word to Benedikta given her struggles with the passivity of her fellow Shadows. "And the night finds me well, thank you. I hope the same for you. Is your work progressing well? Last we spoke you had hoped to establish a space of worship, if I recall correctly?"

The silent Nosferatu who she did not know was noted and a bried nod was offered, given the man's apparent familiarity with some within her environs.

[Helen Kingsley]

Court once again, though not a formal one at least, so Helen's not too late to the party. Due to other constraints. she hasn't had time to change. Eh, it happens. Thus, when she enters the main Elysium after checking in her jacket and gathering herself at the door as always, she is dressed in jeans, boots and her black 'Nosferatu' shirt. Doesn't seem to be too much going on, really. Looking around, she doesn't spot too many folks of note. Jennifer is there, Benny, Eds and Padre Schneider.

Yeah, not a whole lot, really. With only a splash of domain dignitaries. Hm.

She gives a small curtsy to Jennifer and a nod to the other assembled folks she knows.

"Evening, folks, hows the night tonight ?"

[Otto Schneider]

Otto pursed his lips for a moment as he formulated a response to the Seneschal's question. "I have been well." It was a cryptic and vague answer, but it wasn't untrue. "There are some matters that I had hoped to have made more progress on by now, but nothing too tragic." He eyed Benny, in part because she had a direct relation to one of those stalled matters. "That said, things have been progressing fairly smoothly. Thanks to the Seneschal reinstating our Covenant's hold over Moore House, we should be set to host Midnight Mass in time for the Feast." He smiled a little. "The Feast is traditionally reserved for Kindred who have participated in the preceding fast, but I will nonetheless hold an open invitation to most of the Domain at large."

The Priest's eyes briefly landed on Fast Eddie and he offered the same nod he'd give anyone Acknowledged by Domain leadership. The other Kindred is utterly unfamiliar to him, but Otto assumed he must have a place at Court, else someone would have said something by now. As the familiar voice of the Reeve hits his ear, the Lord turns to her and offers bow just as deep as the one he gave Jennifer. "Good evening, Reeve Kingsley. Thus far, light conversation has been the order of business."

[Jennifer Hazelton]

“I understand, Whip Grey.” The Nosferatu responds with her Cursed voice that sounds like a snake slithering. She notes the responses of the Kindred. How they interact with one another is of interest to Jennifer. The two were both becoming established in Sacramento.
“Reeve.” Jennifer raised an eyebrow, showing her surprise at seeing the Reeve attend. She bows her back slightly in a slight bow towards the Reeve. Adhering to proper respect was vital in keeping the Man thriving. In the same hand, it kept a Beast from looking for satisfaction over a slight.

Jennifer notes the careful consideration of the Priest’s words. She makes a pleased expression at noting this. Thoughtful conversation was an art that Jennifer appreciated.
“I am pleased that your Covenant’s site is in order once more, Mr. Schneider.”