Lance Rayner | Blood Potency | Striking Looks (Strong Features)
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It was balm for Lance's spirit, knowing that the political system was as plagued with corruption as ever. Perhaps it was overly cynical of him, but he was sure that no one was going to call him on it. The primary reason that he was there was to have a good time at the politician public's expense and meet people. Make some connections, shake some hands, schmooze. Having a couple of "Hey remember when we chatted over a line of blow at that one party? Yeah I need a favor..." cards in one's pocket is something no enterprising Daeva should be without.
Dressed in a sharp (rental) tuxedo, Lance had bought a mask on a whim instead of renting one. It shined under the light with streaks of iridescent reds and blues and purples with touches of gold and turquoise. He liked it so much, he was planning on buying a copy to send back to San Fransisco to his sire, he'd get a kick out of it.