Walking Shadows

Jan 31st, 2014 10:52 AM

It was all together too fitting that David saw The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.

As he departed the screen and back into the lobby of the Movie Theater, David stuffed his hands back into his pockets. The kinship David felt with Walter also left him with a melancholy that caused him to pause by a movie-poster. Bright, neon lights and the scent of buttery popcorn filled the air. Employees buzzed about the multiple concession stands offering everything from the standard of pop and pop-corn to the trendier movie-theater fare of ice-cream, fried-chicken, and alcohol.

David found he couldn't remember ice-cream.

Though he was perfectly tangible, he was still a faceless nobody to many. A bunch of teens rushing off to see Devil's Due crashed into David. They yelled an 'excuse me' they barely registered themselves and David went over to the self-pay kiosk after recollecting himself.

The Mekhet felt slightly amused that the Kine were always looking for ways to not interact with one another. But David wasn't so amused that he went over to the woman manning the ticket-booth in silent protest.

Oscar season was upon them and David was playing catch-up. His move to Sacramento was during the height of the serious film blitz in the late fall, causing him to miss some of the more notable releases. Tonight however, was a night that David felt he could take in a double-feature; so he fed the kiosk some money and bought a ticket to Her. It would make a small dent in the list of movies David wanted to see, though August:Osage County would have to wait.

He read the play anyway.

Still early yet, David took one of the many seats in the lobby; watching the milling-crowds and rushing individuals as they went to and fro.

-1V, Blush of Life

**Princess** · Feb 3rd, 2014 11:34 AM

Anabella could appreciate film as an art - truly spectacular visuals could be unified with a story that withdrew most of her bitter criticisms of photography from relevance in her mind. And one of the art students of her herd quite wanted to see something or other about a robot or something - she was a bit distracted really.

Because the first artistic marvel of the night was the bright buzz of human activity at which she marvelled - truly this was a marvellous place to observe them, and to be observed.

She told her accompanying sycophant to proceed into the theatre and that she would catch up in time, but first she prefered to observe the crowd, a beautiful predator that the prey viewed with welcome in their eyes.

Feb 3rd, 2014 12:26 PM

An excited gaggle of people passed by David on their way to see That Awkward Moment. They all spoke over each other and snippets of conversation, from classes to a certain frat-boy, were all caught in a mish-mash that made little sense to David.

She was there, standing on top of the particolored carpet, when they passed by. It wasn't her compelling presence and it wasn't her sharp gaze that David caught first. That, in and of itself, was a tragedy. He noticed her beast first, or rather, David's Companion did. It hissed in his ear, demanding and tyrannizing the meek Man's attention. What it demanded, was simple, her destruction and her ash on his hands.

Exerting the will of the Man within; David reigned in his Companion. Outwardly, David crossed his arms as though holding himself down. Come what may, this was still his existence and not his Companion's.

Looking up, David wondered if Ana was still there. A silent point that others shuffled around like schools of fish; shifting their stances away from the predators.

**Princess** · Feb 3rd, 2014 12:36 PM

And she was. It was good fortune for the schools of people distracted by their chatter that she was well fed, as she contemplated whether she were peckish enough to led a straggler into the restroom - but no, she was sated for now. With this the case, her predatory gaze was muted - she was more interested to observe the subtle triumphs and spectacular failures of fashion that buzzed about the theatre, and it seemed she'd forgotten she was supposedly here for a film.

Eventually, she notices that one man, standing alone, does seem to be staring at her. She had dismissed him likely several times for his blandeur, but his persistent gaze made her reconsider. Her utter lack of self control can't help but make her show him how very much in awe of her he should really be.

But it fizzles, and she shrugs it off - he didn't seem that interesting anyway. Apparently the movie posters are more fascinating to her.

Awe Fails

Feb 3rd, 2014 01:00 PM

Internally there's a bit of a row. It might have been far more polite to say hello but even doing something that simple was like climbing Kilimanjaro. Plus, if he was perfectly honest, he felt like an awkward kid plucking up the nerve to talk to the prom queen.

David checked his watch and took a half-step towards the screens.

The side of him that wanted to run and hide nearly winning out.

Begrudgingly, David reached and ruffled his own hair. He admitted to himself that a little bit of politeness went a long way. His steps took David nearer to Ana, internally debating what he'll say after the initial, “Hi.” David felt a little cotton mouthed, and he nodded to the movie poster Ana was looking at, an advertisement for Vampire Academy. “I don't think that will be very good.”

**Princess** · Feb 3rd, 2014 02:38 PM

"I don't imagine so, no. To see two so very overdone genres crash into a heap, I'm afraid, does not fall under my film preferences," she replies, turning back to the man who approached her of his own accord. She wasn't surprised, of course, she'd just wanted him to come over sooner.

"Hello. Anabella Prieto, and your name?" she says casually, her accent very obvious as she extends her hand upward to shake his - not that he was especially tall, of course, but rather because she was only wearing 2 inch heels, and was pretty clearly the shortest adult at the cinema that evening.

Feb 3rd, 2014 06:50 PM

Sad really about the Vampire genre. David thought Nosferatu was a good film. Still, it isn't anything new in retrospect, thinking back on the era of various exploitative films. Another glance at the poster and David realized it was based on a book-series.

Just what are kids reading these days?

“David Regan,” taking her proffered hand with his. The Shadow's hands were delicate and thin, when they aren't stuffed into a pocket. Considering how to take the conversation, David glanced around the lobby. One of the employees was dragging a load of IMAX 3D glasses towards the ticketing entrance, David was ambivalent over the turn in technology.

“Nice to meet you, ma'am,” David adds, “sorry if I came out of nowhere to say hello. You just reminded me of someone I know.”

**Jaqen** · Feb 3rd, 2014 06:58 PM

Korvin had just gotten a soda from the concession stand. He felt that movie theaters were a good place to try and relearn some human displays of emotion that might help him progress in the Ordo. After all, movies were either spot on, or an exaggeration of human emotions and he could watch the reactions of those within the theater easily enough in the dark of the movie theater without coming off strange. His movie had let out just a few moments ago and his Mask was firmly in place, per usual. The rather good looking shadow was wearing what was for him a normal get up, on his fingers were many rings, some jeweled, all likely stolen...not that anyone would know that at just a glance. His hat was in place, and there were several beaded necklaces around his neck going over the vest that allowed his lean muscled form to show off while still wearing a shirt who's sleeves were somewhat baggy, though it was button down and somewhat reminiscent of a 'poets shirt'. His jeans were tight and somewhat preworn, though obviously not bought that way originally, they still made his ass look fantastic regardless.

When he turned around, he placed the straw to his lips and brought the convoluted mixture of bubbly water and syrup up as though taking a drink when his eyes fell on David, he had met the fellow Dragon at the Chapter House, and excited to see someone he knew he put on his best smile and headed over, but David seemed to be staring rather intently...when his eyes followed to where his beast lurched upward inside. The woman was quite beautiful, perhaps even a match for Korvins own roguish good looks. Whats more, she was Kindred, his beast told him that much though it stayed hidden behind his Mask of Tranquility with a practiced ease. That particular voice was doing nothing but whispering sweet nothings about violation, about breaking the young blood and remolding her into something utterly devoid of beauty. It wanted blood, gore, and to feel her flesh in his hands...but if anything Korvin was a man who thought with two brains, much like any other man. As he watched her out of his peripheries he took a deep breath and steadied himself.

It would be such a waste... he said in his mind towards his dark companion Such beauty and we haven't even met her yet. Lets see what happens first..shall we? another deep breath and the Angustri smile was back in place. Finally he headed over to the two, David having walked over to introduce himself while Korvin was having a dialogue with his internal demon.

"David! Funny bumping into you here." he said casually as he approached. "And who is this most lovely friend of yours?"

-1 Vitae Blush of LIfe

Feb 3rd, 2014 10:20 PM

Surprise and recognition colored David's features when Korvin approached. Though, it might have been more surprise at being remembered than just surprise at seeing Korvin. The expression on David's face said nothing one way or the other.

Clearing his throat, David shifted his weight, fidgeting with his sleeve and offering introductions, “Miss Anabella Prieto.” His upper-Midwestern accent not even attempting to roll the r in her surname. It would have just ended poorly. “Miss Prieto, this is Mr. Korvin Angustri.”

If David's presence wasn't completely outshone before, it was now with the combination of two compelling individuals.

**Princess** · Feb 4th, 2014 01:46 AM

The false blush in her dead cheeks apparent at her embarrassment, she replies, "Please, this is the cinema, not the opera. Call me Ana. And it is a pleasure to meet you both, I am sure."

Looking back and forth between them, she wonders very much where such eccentric persons might meet. And she thinks she would very much like to see such a place. "And how did the two of you meet, I wonder?"

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-02-03 12:35:21		Anabella Prieto rolls 7 to Majesty - Awe (10 Again)		2, 6, 5, 4, 7, 6, 2		failure

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