Thank You, Pain

[Velma]

In she walks, the woman in red and black, a small hand purse in her left hand. This woman is Velma Star, Daeva, Songstress, Seductress. She wears her dress well, and it’s tight to fit her frame. Eyes do turn to Velma as she enters. Everything is remarkable about this woman. She is striking in every way. She drifts through the crowds with the subtlety of a tornado. To the corner booth she goes, because today of all days she notices a familiar face in an unfamiliar ground.

As the Daeva traverses the room she wonders how different she is from the man she has just spotted… yet underneath all those differences she feels like there are many more similarities in character and motivation.

Today Velma is visiting the Asylum, the fetish scene is something new to her, after all the reading about kinks, whips and knots she felt she needed to see for herself.

When she arrives near Conner Greyson she takes a moment to smile, standing in front of the shadow as if she had been waiting for him the entire night.

After being noticed by him she raises her eyebrow.

“I was wondering what I had to do to find someone to share a glass of Makers with?”

“Is the sit taken Mr. Greyson?” she asks politely taking a moment to look around to see if the shadow had dragged company alongside him.

[Velma]

After Conner offers Velma a chance to sit she does so, keeping herself looking sideways towards her company. She gently crossed her long alabaster legs and took the time to imbibe in the erotic and perverse atmosphere of the entire room.

“Thank you!” the songstress politely adds as she sits.

“research or taking the sights?” she queries almost inaudibly as if keeping their conversation only between the two.

“Maybe both Mr. Greyson…” Velma pauses for a moment before delivering Conner Gresyon a private smile that could melt an entire iceberg, she leans closer before continuing, her blue eyes peering inside the shadow’s own soul. “or maybe I’ve just been expecting you.”

After that the sultry Daeva relines her lustful body against the sit, adjusting herself comfortably in it.

“But that matters little, we are both here. And I confess that that piece of rope you carry in yourself , Mr. Greyson, is puzzling me in more than just a single way.”

[Dominyk Prise]

Dominyk entered the Asylum, he sauntered in like it was his right. He might not be the most immediately magnetic man in the room, but he had a good chance at that contest, that is if anyone was paying much attention to something that wasn’t beautiful and busty. It was a day for purple, and a day to hide the light green thorn tattoos that normally encircled his throat.

His ears were free of their thorn weave, and his horns were carefully hidden behind the hardened glamour he had drawn over himself. Of course there were things that still slipped through, like the unmistakable scent of Chocolate and cinnamon that floated around him like a halo.

He paused momentarily to watch a scene clear before he meandered over to one of the striking women, someone who might just match his own personal idea of beauty.

That and he really couldn’t pass up an ass like that, and he had only seen it in passing. Besides that woman might be interesting in cuffs, but then, so could anyone.

"Good evening." he said cordially to the woman particularly, but also to the gentleman she was speaking to. He honestly didn't feel the need to specify who he was speaking to, but the man's profile did seem familiar.

-1 Glamour to harden the mask

Dominyk

[Velma]

“Disappointed? Me?” what follows is a soft chuckle. The Daeva gently covers her mouth to allow herself to remain composed and elegant.

Holding a hank of her berry colored hair Velma slowly rolls it in her index finger; her gesture was casual and almost absent minded. “But we haven’t set for anything yet; we…”
she begins answering when she notices a another gentleman gathering close to them.

As if by instinct the lithe woman forces her blood to run alive in her veins, enlivening her death flesh for some minutes to be able to pass for a mere mortal.

Blush of life active for the scene -1 vitae.

The songstress takes her time to notice the mysterious stranger who had joined them, his beautiful features and his icy blue eyes. She had no reserves about appraising him, her eyes took note of everything there was to take note, and after she had satisfied her curiosity she offered him a heartfelt welcoming smile.

“Good evening.” she returned in kind, allowing a chance for the man to introduce himself first.

[Dominyk Prise]

The fairest smiled faintly at the woman. “Miss you seem much to young to be spending your time with this complete boor of a gentleman, I assure you, it is like speaking to a mountain or a gorge, there is naught but an echo. My name, Miss, is Dominyk Prise, perhaps you might enjoy and evening with me with me instead of with him.”

He fixed his gaze on the woman, casually blocking Conner out of his intent and leaving the man in his dust. The move was in no way subtle, but neither was Conner’s hand on the table.

  Seduction: 6suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-09-29 08:14:24		Dominyk Prise rolls 9 to Seduction Velma Star (PRE+Pers+SL) (9 Again)		5, 8, 8, 10, 8, 10, 1, 3, 10, 5, 6, 6		6 successes

[Velma]

The Daeva picked up the keys to Conner’s cuffs, she looked to the shadow with a teasing smile and shook the set making a small dingling noise.

Then…

   Resisting Seduction, physical part: 1suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-09-30 04:55:30		Velma Star rolls 4 to Resisting Seduction: Wits + Comp (10 Again)		5, 6, 5, 8		1 success

Velma was slightly taken aback by the abruptness and bluntness which the kine used for his statement.

If he is a kindred Conner will definitely stake him. If he is a kine… he will probably just skin him and use him as his new rug for his office.

The Daeva opened her round blue eyes in amazement.

Despite his foolishness he certainly knows his game!

She can’t help but laugh inside when he mentions her age.

The Daeva turns to Conner for a moment. She calmly lowers the key set next to the shadow’s hand, ready to be picked up by him if he needed or wanted to.

For a moment she allowed the silence to build in. Looking only to Conner she winks her eye to the shadow, the innuendo was clear.

After that the Daeva felt too tempted to use her gifts of blood to have some fun with the kine but somehow she advised herself against it.

She elegantly raises herself from her sit, long legs standing up, she closes in on Dominyk, lured by his strange charisma, maybe she would keep him as a ghoul afterwards…

A delicate hand moves forward as her eyes look back into his eyes. Her hand picks up the tip of his purple tie and raises it slowly. The other gently pulls the man towards her picking up in the middle of the tie, slowly and with intent...

Looking into his eyes she finishes.

“Ok! You got my attention Mr. Prise.”

  Seduction, physical part: 2suxx

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-09-30 05:18:45		Velma Star rolls 8 to Seduction physical part: Pre + Pers + SL (10 Again)		5, 3, 5, 1, 5, 9, 9, 1		2 successes