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Avalon
Though the center of court, a raised walkway has been constructed to re-created the catwalk of Ember. It slices through the octagon that makes up the interior of Court, and is draped in white. On each side, steps lead up to the walkway.
Asa stands to one side, Twist beside him. Both are dressed similarly; he in a black suit, blue shirt, and black tie; her in simple black dress tied with a blue sash. Both seem quiet and have an intense, hard cast to their eyes.
The Triumvir
Thomas entered the Court with Ariana and Conner, the Coterie side by side as moved into the area of Avalon set aside for the conflict. Wearing a black suit with a silver tie that had a single indigo strip, his coterie ring on his right hand and the black dress watch the Prince had given the Invictus members on his left wrist, the Deputy looks at the reconstructed catwalk and thinks about the upcoming duel.
He’d fought beside Dirge and had a respect for the Blind Haunt’s abilities with her sword. He knew that Conner and Ariana were concerned about the dog, but in the end worrying about the animal had been the downfall of the former Seneschal. Conner would simply have to use his reflexes and speed to gain the edge against the Haunt and trust in his considerable skill with his blades to bring him a victory. Still Thomas made a note about possibly seeking Ariana’s assistance in the future with learning a bit of Animalism, it certainly would make fighting a foe such as Dirge easier. Simply turn the weapon against it’s user.
Thomas returned Greyson’s nod, a gesture to wish the man luck and left Conner to make his way to the catwalk. After offering a respectful bow to the Alder Prince and Good Judex, he smiles to Ariana and escorts the Ventrue to good vantage point for them to observe the fight.
Ariana walked in behind Thomas. With Thomas and Conner by her side, she felt aligned with her equals. She was more confident than usual, her one shouldered royal purple full length dress was classy and slightly elegant. On her left wrist she dawned her Invictus watch and her right hand, the coterie ring. Her smile was bright as usual mainly concealing her thoughts. She was actually quite concerned about this duel. Ariana hoped that Dirge was not allowed to use the dog again. Blind she was, but still, it seemed unbalanced.
This Regency meant a lot to Conner, and she would support him to the fullest. The blood in Ariana's Ventrue veins ran quite swiftly at the feeling of symbiotic balance with the two Mehkets whose company she kept. She had given Conner a nod of confidence and luck. Perhaps while Conner was fighting, she and Thomas could get to know each other a little better while still paying attention to the duel.
What Ariana's Wearing
Conner walked behind Ariana as the descended the steps into the underground of the court. Once through the metal detectors and relieved of there coats the Coterie walks in three abreast showing both equality and strength.
As Conner removed his thigh length duster cut jacket he wore a tasteful black suit with a charcoal button down oxford shirt. Out of the breast pocket of the jacket again was the indigo handkerchief. Conner had to admit he was nervous about this. Conner’s right hand again wore the silver ring to match the two that his coterie mates wore. He also wore the expensive watch that the Prince had gifted to him.
Conner walked in knowing all to well that this would very easily make or break his requiem. Conner was growing weary of each court he attended being absolutely pivotal to his future.
Both Thomas and Ariana had provided him a good deal of reassurance and assistance as he did not see Dirge’s fight against the Gangrel woman. Thomas and Conner had talked of tactics and weapon choices. Discussing strategy with the former soldier had been helpful. One this for certain is that Conner needed to not be over confident due to her supposed blindness. Despite the dog and the cane the woman was not to be overlooked. The dog, the dog would be a challenge if allowed to fight alongside the woman again.
Conner wondered if there innate abilities would be allowed again or if this would be strictly martial prowess. If so Conner did feel he had the advantage but again that dog would be the wild card for her. Conner looked to his coterie mates and gave them both a head nod held a confident look in his eyes.
Once the three had entered the court proper Conner takes in the platform and the Prince and his Hound. Conner bows to both of his betters with deference and respect. Conner stands waiting to be called upon for the Dual.
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Natasha entered court once more filled with a burning curiosity. She'd heard of the duel for Regency through hearsay and gossip, and was intrigued to know more. The names of both participants had been used with some measure of respect; Connor Greyson and Dirge. Beyond that, Natasha knew little and hated this. Knowledge was power, so the saying went, and if she knew the one with the power, it could bring with it several possiblities.
At the bottom of the steps and the Daeva saw the Prince, with whom she had heard so much about. He was indeed as handsome as ever with a commanding air, and yet, the woman he was in attendance with was just as beautiful, possibly more so. Stopping in her tracks, Natasha bowed to his Majesty, lowering her gaze for several seconds before standing straight and moving away, near to those few that had already made their entrance, waiting for a moment to strike up a conversation.
Natasha
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The evening of the regency duel had come sooner than expected and even after the date was announced time just seemed to fly on by for Dirge. Many nights had been spent training for this evening and she felt that she was about as ready as she could be in such a sort amount of time. From what she had heard of his skill Dirge believed it would come down to a lot of luck.
She made her way down the stairs to court with many things on her mind. The conversation Conner and her had, had at the previous court and his evasive and rude dialog. Dirge was almost glad that they would not be working together, because if she couldn't get him to respect her enough to actually answer any of her questions she didn't believe he could be trusted to hold up to his end of any agreement. However, despite all that she found herself rather calm and harboring not major ill will to the man.
As she made her way over toward the court proper with Cerberus leading the way the others found that she had neglected to dress up for the event. Instead she wore a set of clean street clothes, blue jeans, t-shirt, and jacket, while on her head she wore her usual blind fold.
When she was happy with her position, the blind haunt waited off out of the way, and while Conner arrived as a group, Dirge had no one but herself and her dog.
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Thomas saw the new female Kindred enter Court and began a guessing game in his head as to her clan. The outfit seemed rather unlikely for a Mekhet or a Ventrue and she did not give off the aura one expects from a Haunt. He would have normally wagered that she was a Daeva but considering the female Gangrel in the Domain, it would not be a shock for her to be another Savage.
As she moved nearer, Thomas offers the female Kindred a polite and gentlemanly smile.
"Good evening, I suspect you are new to the Domain. Mister Deputy Thomas O'Connor, a pleasure to meet you." He politely nods towards Ariana. "This is Madam Ariana Donovan."
Mick slipped into the court, dressed in certainly clean but equally street-oriented wear, t-shirt, slacks and belt, not much different than his Priscus and Covenant head. To be honest, he didn't really like dressing up, and had very few dress clothes of that sort, so he wore them only sparingly.
He hadn't seen a duel like this before, and honestly, he was anxiously rooting for Dirge, seeing as he and the clan needed something like a win to help get a good foot in the door. Indeed, when he spotted the Hierophant, he walked down to her to offer well-wishes.
"Hello, Miss Dirge. How are you feeling with this coming up?"
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"You suspect correctly, Mister Deputy O'Connor," Natasha replies with a smile as she takes a single step closer but no more. In all honesty, the Daeva was unsure if the man's title was open to use but is there was any issue with Natasha using it, surely he wouldn't have so blatantly expressed it so. Perhaps he is proud of it, or something else entirely?
"Natasha Lake, the pleasure is all mine," she adds, offering her hand to both Thomas and Ariana.
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Alice happily walks into the underground level of Avalon. She looks around to see who else attendent to this exciting evening, not yet so many kindred. She too walks to Asa and Twist, making a curtsy to both. There Alice actually wants to stay, she needs to talk to Twist as soon as possible, and being near Asa is always a good thing to do.
But today was not the day for politics, well not yet, so Alice walks away without even a sexy smile. Acting so openly wouldn't be smart. That leaves her with two options left. It seems we're choosing sides already, well not a hard choice though.
Thus Alice heads to the biggest group of kindred. She makes one curtsy for all together. 'Good evening.' And she nods with every name. 'Mister O'Connor, Deputy of Sacramento, Miss Lake and Madam Ariana Donovan.' Alice smiles and chuckles shortly damn list of names...
'I hope I'm not interupting an important conversation?'
Alice
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Katrina smiled and nodded at the doorstaff as she entered Avalon. Tonight would certainly be interesting and mostly like an event people would talk about for weeks.
She crossed the club and headed down to the Elysium area. She had finally healed from her fight at the febuary 13th court. It had taken far too long for her liking.
Dress
Katrina stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked around to see who was present.
Thomas O'Connor
"Welcome to Sacramento Miss Lake, I hope you are settling in well." Thomas accepts the female kindred's hand with a firm grip. He was about to say something more when Alice and her rather nice long legs arrived.
"Madam Brown, your presence is always welcome." Thomas offers the Daeva a friendly smile. "Have you met Madam Donovan or Miss Natasha Lake?"
Ajax
Walking down the stairs the large Gangrel feels slightly more at ease in the whole Court atmosphere. Where dark dress slacks and a collared dress shirt he moves to stand next to Katrina and lightly brushes her arm with his fingers.
"I love the outfit." He says with a smile.
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