Party @ Alpha Phi

[Allison Black]

The Alpha Phi house had been relatively peaceful. The dozen or so girls that called the place home were mostly focused on good grades, community service, and other endeavors to make themselves look good on paper and did little partying. It was beginning to change with Allison in the picture. Weekend parties, alcohol, frat boys, to name a few, became more prevalent as vice crept in to make a home in the house.

There was maybe two dozen people over, as Kate Perry bumped in the background over the cacophony of noise from the party. Quite a few people drank in the kitchen, bottles and cans littering the counter. There was a fairly wide selection, from darks to clears as well as a couple small pony kegs for the beer drinker in us all.

A rather close game of beer pong was taking place in the living room, that seemed to just drag on as each team had only one more cup to sink. Trying to make a ball into a single cup sober could be a task, and trying it three sheets to the wind was epic. There was a couple people gathered around, yelling to make the spectacle even more obnoxious then it already was.

Allison was about wasted, as well, though it took a large bottle of gray goose, and some conscious effort to push the alcohol through her system. Many were enraptured about here, as a vicious life and death struggle between Claire and her took place on the 72' over Wii-Tennis. People yelled, shouted, and laughed with each flick of the wrist from the two.



The drunken text message went out...

The night was still young and the party was still shaping up...

[Martha Villiers]

The drunken text message had aroused Martha's instinct to be curious. She was also slightly fearful something dreadful might occur.

With some haste, Martha had grabbed her blazer, her hat, her cane and, having made certain her peg leg was secure, she grabbed herr satchel and made her way, as fast as she dare, to the Alpha Phi sorority house.

Stopping off along the way to get 'carded' while buying a reasonable Californian red wine at the liquor store. She wasn't in the habit of attending a party empty handed.

While buying the wine Martha texted the Bailiff ( Tiffany ). Inviting Daniella to dress for a party, get ready for anything and gather on the normally sleepy Sorority House in mid-town and meet her there as soon as possible.

Eventually Martha, neatly dressed as if for school, was hooking her cane under one arm, ensuring her twin tails were tidy and the wine secure, and knocking on the door to the Sorority House. All genuine smiles, her Blush of Life and a bottle of red wine at the ready.

[Allison Black]

The Sorority party was vibrant and in full swing. Since the text went out, more people had showed up as numerous cars were parked up and down the street. Another game of beer pong was being played out on the front lawn, while a game of King's Cup took place on the porch between several people.

The door opens a few heartbeats after the knock. A muscular guy, clutching a few beers between his left-arm and CSUS jersey stumbles out. His hair is black and short, and he definitely has the aura of jock about him.

"Oh sorry!" He stammers, nearly running into Martha. Catching himself he continues his way to the beer pong table out in the middle of the yard, with additional beers for next game.

The people on the porch take turns drawing a pile of cards encircling a Four-LoKos. It is a pretty mixed and diverse group that is laughing and enjoying themselves. You see a girl slide a four beneath the pull tab of the Loko and a guy comments "Fours for whores..." and five people drink...

The door was left wide open...

[Dillon Connery]

Dillon was not exactly worried that things would get too out of hand on the vampiric front, whatever Allison's particular tastes were. She hadn't struck him as a trouble maker. Still, as the Deputy who was probably most at home on the college scene, he felt the urge to check everything out. It would be interesting to note who showed up, anyway. He shoots a text to Aodh, giving them an opportunity to mingle socially. (@onishadowolf )

He is going for a carefree, youthful, I'm-just-another-college-cutie look. No jacket, just a bright white button down and jeans. And of course, the Blush. The shirt is open at the collar and the sleeves are rolled up. The Gangrel Deputy had gathered a few nicknacks to add to this, various leather bands and bracelets, the usual cross around his neck, a tiny one dangling from his left ear. Completing the 'Party Time!' gesture is a six-pack of Carona Extra swinging gently in his hand.

Most Gangrel are always armed, one way or another. As the Priscus of Savage Hearts, Dillon is no exception. However, claws were a breach to the First, and most important Tradition. His usual gun and bowie knife, even if hidden under a jacket, would likely be discovered in the drunken merriment. Tonight, he sticks with slightly more legal alternatives. A Smith & Wesson folding knife in his back pocket, and the Butterfly Martha had gifted him in his boot.

And as Dillon casually seeks out Allison's weak little Beast, ready to reign in the devil-dog that hulked in the back of his psyche, he is surprised to see the very distinct little form of his friend who had supplied half of his mundane weaponry tonight. Slipping up the walkway, he gives the jock who'd nearly run Martha over a glare. Cute Dillon may be, but he is also six-feet-two-inches and two hundred pounds of presence. The Gangrel lets it slide after the apology, hoping the distraction might allow him to finish his devious sneak. Might be little chance of that if Martha is employing Auspex, it is still fun to try.

Should he actually make it to her unhindered, Dillon leans in a little and says quietly, "Taking a break from your studies, Miss Villiers?"

Ha, wait. That makes me sound like the naughty professor...

[Emma French]

Emma was told about the Sorority party by one of her students at the dig. Nicole, the student had made the argument that Emma was not much older then the students and should stop by, hang a bit, and most of all stop hanging around with the dusty artifacts and meet some people. Emma appreciated Nicole's concern and decided to get out of the tent for a while. Emma had promised she would go.

Emma put on something cute with black or red thighhighs.jpg (Red bodice type top that buttoned down the front and a pleated black and red skirt) and red gothic plaid boots red gothic boots.jpg. She parked her jeep out front and headed in through the open front door. Katy Perry was playing, bottles and cans were every where. Emma smiled, looked like a great party. Emma then did a little tour around the house checking exits, counting rooms, getting a general layout of the building.

[Tracy Burns]

Tracy had heard about the party during one of her own escapades and figured that it would be fun to stop by. Hopefully things wouldn't get too crazy like the time she went to a rave, but she decided to go with the same casual look as that night since it was well suited for this type of event. Plus, it was nice not having to dress up all fancy for Kindred gatherings every once in a while. She pulled up on her bike to the street where the sorority house was located and parked about a block away, since there were a lot of cars on the main road. Lucky for her, bikes were a lot easier to park in this situation. As she walked up to the house, she allowed her vampiric blood to flow through her veins and give her skin a little color in order to hide her true nature.

As she approached the front door, the Gangrel couldn't help but smile at the sight of the college students getting hammered on the front lawn. It was a nostalgic sight, which certainly reminded Tracy of her own wild years before the Embrace. However, the feelings of nostalgia vanished just as quickly as they came to her as her Beast riled up all of a sudden. She felt at least one other nearby, but she was able to keep her own Beast restrained with ease. It definitely helped that the Beast she felt nearby was a familiar one, and she quickly took notice of her Priscus and the Herald by the front door.

Fancy that! Never thought I'd see them at this sort of thing...

Tracy walked up to the porch at a casual pace and upon reaching the pair she said, "well hello there! Guess we all got the same invite, huh?" She had a devilish grin on her face as she greeted her fellow Kindred. Of course she had refrained from using any official titles for the sake of the Masquerade; but even beyond that, she had avoided calling them Miss or Mister because she thought that would sound weird to the Kine attending the party...and there was no need for unwanted attention that night.

-1 Vitae for Blush of Life

[Daniella Sage]

After receiving Marthas text, Daniella had a moment of having nothing to wear. Having never been to this type of party, she finally decides on a pair of jeans, grey tank top and a pair of boots. She didn't want to over dress, so figured dressing down would be good.

She took a taxi to the house, and walked up, quickly seeing Martha where she said she would be, and walked up. Seeing Dillon and Tracy with her, she flashes them a smile, "Hey everyone!" looking from Kindred to Kindred, wondering who else was going to show up. It will be noted, Daniella has tried a new hair style.

-1 Vitae for Blush

[Chris Wooding]

If there is one place where the young Mekhet Chris Wooding can feel home, it is around students. Now of course, partying students are his favorite. He never officially finished college, but he has had his time of research.

He wonders who would be here, and his expectations didn't include Martha. Well to be honest, I don't really know her... I don't know anybody. Living the recluse kind of life, sometimes involuntary, has its disadvantages. So he sees the presence of the Herald as a happy surprise.

'Good evening!' Chris manages to sound happy, though the bigger beasts always impress him. At least he can be glad to know all kindred here already.

Chris, with the sunglasses, of course ;)

[Max Heinz]

Max Heinz
Mask of Tranquility
Blush of Life active
Presence 3 (Loveable Goofball)

*Parties were a daily occurrence on campus, ones that Max usually did not attend. But tonight was different, the thin Mekhet had decided the time was right to add the last few members to his Herd; and the girls on campus provided easy access of the reclusive Dragon. Hunting the clubs was time consuming and dangerous. A coed that stopped by the Professor's office to “improve her grades” at night was convenient and not out of the usual on any collage campus.

Max might not know Lady Gaga from Lady Godiva, but at least the classic jeans, t-shirt, and leather jacket never went out of style. He had a reputation among the students of being one of the more laid back instructors, several of his students formed part of the Mekhet's Herd. He even recognized a few faces here tonight, Max making a note to speak to them about how much alcohol they consumed.

Max had expected the drinking and the noise, childish behavior from a childish race. He lets the drunks stumble by as he entered the house that served as the nexus of activity for the kegger. He had expected the noise and the chaos; what he hadn't expected was the growl and snarls of other Beasts.

His own inner demon jumps to life in the back of Max's mind, demanding the blood of these invaders on his hands. They had trespassed on his campus, were chatting up his property. Max forces the anger and rage back down, taking a deep breath to control himself and force a smile. There was nothing he could do tonight, but Max made a mental note to begin correcting his oversight as soon as possible.

As his anger faded away, he watches those Beasts he knew closely for a few moments. Names matched to faces, mental notes made of who to look for in the coming nights. He finally turns to one he did not recognize, the slightly wobbly young Kindred hovering near the Wii.

Max watches Allison, the way she seemed more at home here than the other Kindred. He makes his way towards the Deava; all the while ignoring a more carnal purr from his Beast as it pays more attention to Tracy than Max currently was. Business before pleasure, Max reminds himself.

Max joins the group watching the drunken tennis match, waiting his chance to talk to Allison Black .*

[OniShadowWolf]

Aodh gets out the cab at the address and is hit by the scene in front of him. Kids everywhere, and not just any but college kids. He walks up to the house while making sure his tricks of making himself seem more alive are in place. Breathing check, skin flush check, alcohol on my breath...Aodh grabs up a bottle of Scotch from a passing boy. "You're too young to drink Scotch mate!" Aodh takes a swig and walks away with the bottle with a boy open mouth staring at his unfortunate bad luck. With bottle in hand, Aodh now knows he fits in and goes looking for Dillon.
Finding him and a surprising few others, he stamps down his beast as he approaches. He looks to each of them and holds up the bottle. "Nice party. It is good to see you all here. Anyone want some liquid courage for the life of the party?" Aodh winks and offers the bottle while he looks the place over wondering why there were so many kindred here.

-1 vitae for blush -1 vitae for consumption