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    Noel

    The boardroom looked as it usually did spotless, well appointed, comfortable. Daymian had left the notepads and pens on the table in case people needed or wanted to exchange information or just to jot something down. Freshly iced lemonade was also sitting in a Carafe with the tumbler glasses as usual in case someone wished to taste. The flip charts Martha was so fond of had been folded up and moved to closet to be put back once their meeting was complete. Daymian stood in the room in his Dark Blue Silk button down shirt, dark blue slacks and sensible clubbing shoes running his fingers absently along the soft fabrics while looking the room over. The only additions he had added were a few roses here and there tastefully that took away some of the lemon smell as did the vanilla potpourri he had added for tonight. The doors to the boardroom were open inviting anyone invited to come in, the security at the bottom of the stairs would see to it that anyone who wasn’t invited would not come up.

    The music carried easily up the stairs but Daymian knew once the doors were closed the room would be quiet and they wouldn’t be disturbed. His body fell into a natural rhythm to the beat of the music however and his fingers tapped at chords and both caused him to stop and smile a bit before giving in and doing a little dancing. He wanted to enjoy the moments before the other beasts came and he was ready to shove his down fast and hard once they did. But for now they could play, though he did watch the doorway.

    @Twist @Allison Black @AethrDav @John Smith @Erich Passions @Velma Star @Callum McCann

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    Allison Black's Avatar
    Allison Black

    Allison Black

    Daeva •• | Domain • | Unaligned

    BP •• |Striking Looks •••• (Hottie) |Presence •••• (Adaptable) |Night Life| WP •••(•)
    Current Scenes

    [Sac Noir]
    Vitae 4
    WP 3/4
    -Nightlife Active

    +2
    SL
    4
    PRE



    Allison arrived early and made her way in, reigning in her flight or fight responses that she knew where around the corner. She dressed casually for tonight, but still looked stunning as ever. Allison smiled, seeing Daymian, even though every ounce of her wanted to lay into him then and there.

    "Heya...how are you doing?" She said with every ounce of smile behind it, shrugging off ill will.

    She paused glancing around the boardroom and then glanced back to Daymian.

    "It is a lil..." Allison could not quite put the words to it, but she half expected a family meeting to be in a more vibrant location.

    She shrugged it off. "Nevermind...it will do."

    With that, Allison made her way over to Daymian and held out a hand. "I am Allison Black and I take it you are Daymian McMahon. It is a pleasure to meet you."

    With a lopsided smile that would have made Dillon proud, she looked around the place once more. "It is is truly a amazing idea bringing us all together...it has been way to long."

    "Props..."
    She nodded her head in affirmation of his choice and decision.
    Allison Black
    Daeva •• | Domain •• | Unaligned
    BP •• |Striking Looks •••• (Hottie) |Presence •••• (Adaptable) |Night Life| WP 3/4

    "Our eyes they cannot see..."
    "They're wasted on people just like me..."

    Played by Whisper

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    Angel of Darkness
    7
    M


    Erich moved into the boardroom, a broad smile across his face. The Shark that swam within his mind saw the other's beasts as intruders. The calm, emotionless beast demanded that he strike quickly for the kill, but Erich was no stranger to overcoming this lesser emotions and did so without a twitch.

    He'd been hoping such a meeting would be arranged for sometime, and was happy to attend it. His usual business attire had been replaced this evening by an only slightly less professional outfit.



    He was thrilled to see Allison had already made it. "Miss Black, it's always a pleasure to be in your company." He offers his cousin a coy wink and a quick smile. Joining the two he offers Daymian his hand. "Mr. McMahon, I'm glad to finally meet you officially. When I last saw you, you weren't in such high spirits. I hope this evening has found you well."

  4. #4
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    Sabeleth

    We are family. Got my sisters and my brothers with me. He'd sung that once or twice. It was always amusing to see the reaction when he sang something unexpected. Change the pacing a bit and it fit the beat to perfection. Tonight it just ran through his head as he entered the room.

    The beast was pissed. Bottled up in a room with its peers? Yeah, not so much fun thanks. Still, it was good to finally meet the rest of the Daeva. A bit of wrestling with his soul passenger and it was okay for a time. Entering the room he noted the two more familiar faces and the unknown one. Allison Black received a warm smile. @Eric Passions saw a polite nod. For @Daymain McMahon a hand was extended. "You must be Mr McMahon. Thanks for the invitation, it's good to meet you. I'm Callum McCann."

    With that out of the way he turned to include the others. "Good evening all. Looking great Allison, and you would be Mr Passions. Nice to meet you in more than passing." Smoothly he took in the rest of the room. "I've been looking forward to this."

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    FistsFullofDice

    John stepped into the board room and immediately a smile stretched out along his face. It was good to see some familiar faces, not to mention those he had not had the pleasure of meeting. Tonight would be a very productive night indeed. Stepping into the room he gave Mr. Passions a polite nod, grateful for his company in such a meeting Erich Passions . Looking around the room there he also gave a beaming smile to the very talented Mr. McCann, it was a pleasure to see him once again. The third male was whom John assumed was Mr. McMahon, their host this evening.

    Dressed in his usual trench coat and fedora John pulled the gloves from his hands and while folding them neatly and placing them in his pocket he stepped forward towards the man. Daymian McMahon "Evening sir, my name is Mr. John Smith"Extending his hand as he removes his hat John wears that business smirk and locks eyes with his host. It was a good feeling to be among such lesser beasts at the time, though he knew that there would soon be a predator that would dwarf his own. He basked in the feeling for the time being yet prepared himself for those others yet to arrive.

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    Twist's Avatar
    Presence
    (Seductive)
    Striking Looks
    (Delicate)
    Mask of Tranquility
    Kalos Hamilton (Ghoul)
    New Identity (Myah Torsione)
    Twist
    Kalos Hamilton (Ghoul)

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Twist’s first couple steps into Ember were lost in the sound of the music. And then one of the senior bartenders caught a glimpse of her and her face, and the one following her in. Word of their arrival spread like wildfire through the staff and the next couple of steps were not lost at all. One of the quicker staff nearly tripped as he grabbed the door to the board room and jerked it open for her. Somewhere in the back of her mind she noted that he clearly had potential, but it was a minor thought that was dwarfed by her current task.

    Twist’s attire was black; black shoes, black slacks, black blouse and a black jacket. If one was able to get up close enough to truly see the ensemble, it would be clear that from the cut and the fabric that it was top shelf fashion. But from a distance it was simply black. Her hair was tied back in an elaborate braid, her usual decorations of pins and precious stones strangely absent. In fact, the only jewelry she wore were small studs in her ears.

    Sweeping through the opened door, Twist didn’t bother to look at who was gathered. She had eyes for only one, Daymian. Spotting him at the other end of the board room, Twist’s eyes narrowed to glittering slits and she rushed at him.

    I would like to call for initiatives at this point

      Initiative 17
    Date Action Roll Result
    2012-12-07 10:08:52 Twist rolls 1 die for initiative 6
    Counterfeiting Life (Blush) in Public Scenes

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    Angel of Darkness
    7
    M


      Init 9
    Date Action Roll Result
    2012-12-06 10:01:18 Erich Passions rolls 1 die for initiative 5

  8. #8
    N
    Noel

      Initiative Roll +bonus is 13
    Date Action Roll Result
    2012-12-06 10:42:03 Daymian McMahon rolls 1 die for initiative 7

  9. #9
    S
    Sabeleth

    John Smith received a friendly smile and a nod as he entered the room and Cal moved away from Mr McMahon to let the others approach. He hoped that the man had cleared this meeting with their Priscus. Either way it was going to be interesting.

    Well that answers that question is what ran through Callum's mind as the black blur rushed in.

      Initiative 11
    Date Action Roll Result
    2012-12-06 11:47:59 Callum McCann rolls 1 die for initiative 6

  10. #10
    Asa's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Handsome)
    Mask of Tranquility
    New Identity
    (Clark Miller)
    Prince Asa Clarke

    Mask of Tranquility
    Striking •• Handsome
    Presence ●●●●●
    Charismatic/Commanding
    Need to set these up
    The Prince's Ghoul • Cozette Muriel
    The Prince's Ghoul • Olivette Angeline

    +1
    SL
    5
    PRE

    Behind Twist was Asa; trailing in her wake, he dispatched his ghoul to begin shutting the club down and vacating the patrons. It would be expensive: bar tabs unclosed, dancers and customers paid off to ease the disruption. It was unavoidable, though. If a Frenzying Kindred broke out into the public area, it would be an Breach of enormous proportion.

    It's nine-ish. The night was just starting. Idiot.

    He had dressed as utilitarian as Twist: black jeans, and a dark pullover that wouldn't show blood. He wasn't planning on getting messy, but he'd rather be careful than sorry. Although he had an interest in what was happening, it was secondary to Twist's.

    Moving into the room behind her, his eyes were on the other Daeva.

      Init roll 10
    Date Action Roll Result
    2012-12-06 16:00:13 Asa Clarke rolls 1 die for initiative 10
    Description: 6'4, with an invitingly easy charm. Speaks with a slow cadence that borders on a drawl, but without an accent. Subtle hints of wealth in clothing and accouterments.

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