(1305) Eternal Court XXV

**Vampire ST** · May 15th, 2013 08:29 PM

The Avalon

…..The Avalon. A place of intrigue, excitement and entertainment. The modern flare of this venue is host to exclusive parties in Sacramento. The seduction of this establishment may take you away as you drink, dance and socialize. There are private services available upon request. The best DJ’s in town are in line to play a wide variety of music.

Some of you may dine…as long as you have your VIP pass.

Eternal Court

Welcome Kindred of Sacramento. Our lower Elysia features are a new elevator, a large closet and our Court Official’s offices. There is a small dancing area and feeding rooms, should you require either. The bathrooms are upstairs, so please inform your Herd and/or Ghouls of its whereabouts. As a reminder, no weapons are allowed which also applies to Disciplines (This does not apply to city Officials or Deputies). You are able to speak freely in the lower level, without worry of any sort of breach. This is a place to socialize, meet and welcome new Kindred to our Domain. Remember, the Principles of Elysium apply at all Court functions whether Official or normal Elysia.

Please feel free to break out into separate conversations as needed.
This is a typical 'night' not an official court.

**Chase Ankers** · May 15th, 2013 09:00 PM

Chase Ankers arrives, dressed in the usual suit and tie. Since his promotion to Bailiff, Chase attempts to posture himself with a sense of authority, strolling into the Court commons from the stairs and nodding respectfully to those Kindred that held positions of office. Inwardly, Chase is a wreck of nerves, aware that he is all-too-likely perceived as a young neonate brat, undeserving of the honor of this rank. His faithful service and approachable persona may have earned him recognition in the Herald's eyes, but that may have been the extent of his reputation.

Not that Chase intended to neglect his duties. The Lord's eyes were on watch for new faces to approach. Either to welcome or scrutinize or both. The press of Beasts around him resonated loudly in his mind, how a scrap of meat might feel encircled by feral dogs.

May 16th, 2013 10:48 AM

Alexander was early – he made the realization as he descended into the commons – he hated being early, and it showed through the scowl on his handsome face. He sighed with resignation, running his fingers through his hair, almost washing away his displeasure: frown turning upside down.

Tonight he was dressed in a simply cut grey summer suit. The fabric was thin, but immaculately pressed, hanging most flatteringly on his body. Beneath he wore a bright white silk dress shirt, the top button undone.

He wore no jewelry per say; about his right wrist hung prayer-beads of a sort, each bead was fashioned from jagged steel such that they would dig, possibly cut, into the skin. The outfit, complete with black dress shoes, was elegant in its simplicity, and of a quality that the discerning would notice.

Alexander’s Summer Suit

He may have reinstated his mask of smiles and sunshine, but his Beast was thoroughly disgusted with his lack of timing and the proximity to so many monsters; it snarled and bit at his ear, a bloated ink stain suspended over his left shoulder. He was out of practice, too long from Court, but did his best to ignore the base suggestions and rankled growls spit from his inner-monster as he took stock of his surroundings.

May 16th, 2013 01:40 PM

He had gone through his pockets at least a hundred times. His cellphone was of course rather big. Perhaps it could be used to bludgeon someone? And his carkeys. He needed his carkeys. He could not find any way not to bring the carkeys. Other than that, he was sure he did not bring anything that could substitute a weapon.
He had shaven for the evening, and forced the warmth and color back to his skin, making him look presentable. Along with the dark tailored wool suit, mother of pearl cufflinks and striped silk tie he really looked his best. He was of average looks, with a thin frame and medium height. Juding from his looks, he must have died somewhere in his early forties. As he was decending the stairs, he was gritting his teeth, and his grayish blue eyes spotted each of the predators down there. Most were probably bigger than he was. The laws of the Elysium reasurred him, and he made it down the stairs without looking terryfied. Uneasy, but not afraid.

**Hildegarde Bingen** · May 16th, 2013 03:07 PM

Hildegarde steeled herself as she once more made her way down the steps To Elysium. The nebulous Beast quivered and retracted into itself as it picked up the scent that the other Kindred left behind: it left a solid ball of visceral terror at the base of her mind and that was why, for once, the Lord felt fully fully aware. The sound of her steps seemed loud, the colours crisper and the shadows more defined.

Tonight the Lord had decided to test boundaries a little. She turned up in something less formal than before: tight, black, leathery, trousers and a huge knitted jumper of the same colour that appeared to engulf her. Long hair fashionably unkempt, it cascaded over her shoulders and obscured one half of her pale face, lending it an ethereal quality of mystery. None of the carefully crafted illusion could hide how her eyes swept the place, the eyes of prey seeking safe places to hide.

There are no places to hide in Elysium. Her Beast cooed.

**Aileen McFarlane** · May 16th, 2013 03:09 PM

While Aïleen normally shunned such events, the Mekhet wanted to meet with a few Kindred, and she had to put her chances on her side. She wore her usual black dress, and entered with her customary restraint. Remaining close to the walls, the Beastless Kindred watched the newcomers from afar, taking the time to soothe Sobek back to calm, refraining her need to carnage them. Once she had quickly reasserted total dominion over herself, she nodded to Chase in acknowledgement, and waited in the shadows she was comfortable with.

May 16th, 2013 08:18 PM

Well, better get this over with and meet these fancy schmancy people

Matt thought to himself in a joking manner as he made it into the Elysium, dressed in his usual crap attire Of a black beat up hoodie with torn blue jeans and dirty sneakers. He didn't really have anything else to wear, and from the way things looked he didn't really care. It ain't like he really had a reputation to uphold or anything Once he entered the room though, that all changed quickly as his beast began to rage from a mixture of fear and wanting to kill the inhabitants of the room. Standing there staring blankly at everyone in the area for a little bit with his oddly colored eyes he would finally wrestle the thing under control and try to find somewhere to sit in the room, and wait for everything to go down.

May 17th, 2013 07:27 AM

At first Alexander was drawn to the possibility of a conversation with delectable looking Kindred attempting to look somewhat officious in his boring charcoal suit and tie. True Chase Ankers was attractive, something that appeal to the yearning lust-filled whispers of his Beast and he was about to start off towards him, when a newcomer caught his attention.

The slashed jeans, scuffed – ok dirty – sneakers, and the gangland hoodie, it all gave the haughty aristocrat pause. With a brow raised above his amber eye, his face took on an expression of disgust, followed by curiosity, finally landing on an impish grin.

He moved – a direct course to Matt Grim ( TheRedHeadGamer ). His Beast, a mass of fine lines of soot rose aggressively. As he arrived before the Nosferatu the feeling of unease settle upon him, his inner monster rumbled in annoyance.

“Good evening” he said with a buoyant tone, standing with perfected grace and looking entirely at home in his tuxedo, “I do not believe we have met” he put out his hand, prayer beats rattling, despite angry bites of protest from his Beast, “Alexander Stone”.

**Asa** · May 17th, 2013 08:22 AM

Asa made his way downstairs.

Dressed in a dark tailored suit, his dark violet tie nearly blended with the jacket, relieved by the crisp whiteness of his shirt. He paused at the bottom of the stairs as the other predators came into sight. His own roused within, snarling at the new faces and unfamiliar beasts. One or two he knew, or knew of, but the rest were unknown. Unknown, except that he felt no fear. Only anger. The rage of the Beast within, at the encroachment.

His eyes skimmed the others as he smiled congenially -- a complete falsehood, given what he felt. He pushed back at the snarling thing, leashing it more than calming it.

"Good evening, Mr. Ankers," he said, making his way over to his cousin, Chase Ankers .

May 17th, 2013 08:50 AM

Matt had finally found himself a nice little sitting spot, as Alexander came up to him. Matt was actually taken a little off guard, staring at the offered hand for a moment his left eye would seem to squint at it as if the guy had just done something insanely odd.

This guy high on drugs or something?

The thoughts were rushing through Matt's head but, then he realized that these were predators as well. And even though he looked like a monster, he probably wasn't the scariest or the most fucked up thing they've ever seen. Taking Alexanders offer on the shake, it would become quite obvious to the man the extent of his curse. Dark purple veins darkened and wrinkled from his undead condition were running out from the sleeve of his jacket down to the very tips of his fingers, and even though it was quite obvious that Matt had skin it seemed as if though only a small bit seperated Matt's veins from the outside environment. And then there was his eyes, his eyes were obviously effected as well. The once white's of the eyes that most people had were replaced now with a dark black and the Irises of his eyes were Orange, giving him a apperance which would send chills down someones spine if they caught him in a dark alley late at night.

"Matt Grim, nice to meet ya dude"

A slight grin would come over his face, as he felt the beast within him clawing at his inner being wanting to fight the other beast.

"Gotta say man, I'm surprised. People don't appreciate the condition, you know?"

(1305) Eternal Court XXV

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