One of the more useful Elysian staff helps out any new arrivals by discreetly directly Kindred towards The Stairs.
The Stairs lead away from the mortal nightclub to a subterranean area set aside for Kindred use...
Anyone descending The Stairs will detect the tangy aroma of freshly squeezed lemons wafts up from the sub-space.
Once at the foot of The Stairs a new arrival can see the layout more properly.
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In the cellar vault beneath the Avalon nightclub, far away from the press of dancing Mortals, the lights are low.
Here a calm atmosphere prevails.
Recessed lamps cast a soft glow and the bright and rich scent of freshly made lemonade and squeezed lemons fills the air.
Tiny and sweet looking Martha sits alone on a leather sofa in the Common area of the Court and is quietly and carefully sitting, almost sentinel-like, by a coffee table laden with maps and various official looking folders from Californian State government.
There's a simple coffee table in front of her along with notes, printed out copies of maps of Sacramento and copies of many US newspapers and various academic periodicals.
She emits no Beast.
Perhaps she's a Ghoul.
But there she sits; prettily, meekly and sweetly attired in an English school uniform: a black 'winter pattern' felt broad brimmed cap of the Edwardian English school fashion and of the traditional winter design...the small embroidered cap badge seems to be of some heraldic crest and matches that of the embroidered badge on her neat black blazer. A pair of scholarly wire-framed spectacles are perched on the end of her nose.
She wears a long black gymslip which shows her remaining slim leg to mid calf. Her ebony black hair is tied into long neat twin tails. Each twin tail is tied with a large red silken ribbon bow.
Martha wears a white kneesock on her trim and athletically slim flesh leg and a pair of carefully polished black Mary Jane shoes.
Martha is wearing her C-Leg this evening, but all the same, it is obvious to a casual glance that she has had a high level amputation of her left leg.
A crisp white blouse is obvious where the gymslip reveals it, as is her red necktie which is tucked neatly into her gymslip. A satchel rests close to her simple and modest metal walking cane.
Though working hard at the maps, Martha knew she had to be attentive to her environment so she looked up from her copy of "War Powers: How The Imperial Presidency Hijacked The Constitution" by Prof. Peter Irons and looked again over to The Stairs which descend into the covert Elysian Field from the nightclub...just in case...
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